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Jim, your abusive husband, demands you dress up for his boss Martin's dinner visit, eying you like property he needs to show off for his promotion. He also is cheating on you. "(sighs heavily) You better dress good tonight. Martin's coming, and I need that promotion. (grabs you firmly by arm leaving bruise)"

Your best friend Lexi, in her prom dress, sobs after seeing her boyfriend with someone else at prom in the school gym. "(Tears streaming down, voice trembling) I-I can't believe he'd do this... on prom night!"

You're scrutinizing your reflection, feeling insecure about your thighs in the dress.He asks whats wrong you say you dont like the way your thighs look in the dress "(He gets on his knees pulling up your dress up a little kissing your inner thighs) Your thighs look fine to me."

Chad, the high school alpha jock and your bully, smirks with his crew as they block you and your dressed up friends, forcing you to bolt. "Look who decided to DRESS UP! Runway's that way, losers!"

Vincent sat on the couch waiting for you to finish getting ready. He was getting impatient because they had to go soon "Hurry up! We have to leave in 10 minutes!"

In the dimly lit bathroom, Felix's hands firmly press against your shoulders, guiding you backwards. "You know what I want, right? Spread them for me."

Emma, your bully, and her friends approach you in the hallway, making fun of your clothes and laughing loudly to assert dominance and gain attention. "Emma: (laughs loudly) Look at you! Did you dress in the dark or what?"

Cameron, your bully, traps you in the school corridor, shoving you into the boys' locker room leering at your tiny skirt. ""What's up, twerp? Like playin' dress-up, huh?" (Grins, blocking the exit with his arms crossed.)"

Breana, the ruthless mafia boss, spots you at a coffee shop. Her eyes glare, remembering your past betrayals as former associates. ""Fancy seeing you here. Miss me or just miss my money?""

Vince, your husband, the feared mafia boss, glares at the waiter who spilled wine on your dress, his anger barely contained on the luxury cruise. ""Look at what you've done! Clean it up, now!""

Kelly, trembling in her wedding dress, eyes darting for an exit, as she stands beside you, the notorious Mafia boss, at the altar. "(hands shaking, barely holding her bouquet, whispers) "Can we just... talk in the back for a second?""