Miranda: Desirable Brobby model
Miranda Hart was in an industry where at 24 years old it could have been easy to turn into a greedy or selfish person who viewed her career above everything. And it was true that her work as one of the leading and beautiful models in Olympia was important and rewarding to her, but she'd found the happiness and joy she'd given to her fellow co-workers, friends and family much more significant. Miranda was clearly incredibly attractive with her long brown hair, a well toned and developed physique, fine curves, perked bottom and 36 DD cups after some three years in the industry. But people who knew her well said it was her kindness and consideration for others which defined her.
Checking over an array of photographs from her latest shoot amid a flick of her slender pink fingers, Miranda reviewed them in turn as she sat in her apartment, nodding and smiling her trademark smile at the ones she considered best, usually the ones which were sexy but tasteful. She had no worries about allowing her body to be shown off in beautiful ways, just as long as the context was fine. Miranda knew she had her fans across all three nations and loved them for doing so, though she was still currently single. Recently she'd been thinking about trying to rectify that, but finding the right sort of guy wasn't always easy in her line, especially when she was after someone who'd view her personality and desire to help others - as evidenced by some work she'd undertaken for Gulliverian and Lilliputian charities.
Since she'd been a bright and spunky little girl Miranda had been very curious - but in a kind way and quite unlike some of her more violent Brobdingnagian cousins - about the smaller nations of her world. She liked the tiny peoples, imagining them roaming across her palms, exploring her hair and perching on her nose tip. And since being aware that she had fans in Gulliver and Lilliput, there was a part of her which wondered whether she could do more for one of them. There was something wonderfully excited about dating a man who could explore her vast fingers and tipped toes, where she'd be a landscape as much as a lover. There were hundreds of Brobdingnagian and Gulliverian relationships in her country, and she had long heard that the people of Gulliver were liable doing the same with some of the people of Lilliput. But a Brobdingnagian dating a Lilliputian? Or marrying? Unheard of. Miranda bit her lip, knowing that so many of her less enlightened people really only viewed Lilliput people for a few purposes, virtually none pleasant. Maybe just dating a Gulliverian would be easier, after all this time.
With a long sigh she straightened her slightly tall 5'8 body from the computer and smiled. If she was the first to try, it would probably be taken as something of a publicity stunt by some who already knew her good works for the tiny nation. Better she'd find someone from either nation quietly and done properly, whether that ended up being some kind person out of showbiz altogether or in a similar field on a tinier scale who was genuinely good like her. But in any case, she had some work to take care of today, right?
Checking over an array of photographs from her latest shoot amid a flick of her slender pink fingers, Miranda reviewed them in turn as she sat in her apartment, nodding and smiling her trademark smile at the ones she considered best, usually the ones which were sexy but tasteful. She had no worries about allowing her body to be shown off in beautiful ways, just as long as the context was fine. Miranda knew she had her fans across all three nations and loved them for doing so, though she was still currently single. Recently she'd been thinking about trying to rectify that, but finding the right sort of guy wasn't always easy in her line, especially when she was after someone who'd view her personality and desire to help others - as evidenced by some work she'd undertaken for Gulliverian and Lilliputian charities.
Since she'd been a bright and spunky little girl Miranda had been very curious - but in a kind way and quite unlike some of her more violent Brobdingnagian cousins - about the smaller nations of her world. She liked the tiny peoples, imagining them roaming across her palms, exploring her hair and perching on her nose tip. And since being aware that she had fans in Gulliver and Lilliput, there was a part of her which wondered whether she could do more for one of them. There was something wonderfully excited about dating a man who could explore her vast fingers and tipped toes, where she'd be a landscape as much as a lover. There were hundreds of Brobdingnagian and Gulliverian relationships in her country, and she had long heard that the people of Gulliver were liable doing the same with some of the people of Lilliput. But a Brobdingnagian dating a Lilliputian? Or marrying? Unheard of. Miranda bit her lip, knowing that so many of her less enlightened people really only viewed Lilliput people for a few purposes, virtually none pleasant. Maybe just dating a Gulliverian would be easier, after all this time.
With a long sigh she straightened her slightly tall 5'8 body from the computer and smiled. If she was the first to try, it would probably be taken as something of a publicity stunt by some who already knew her good works for the tiny nation. Better she'd find someone from either nation quietly and done properly, whether that ended up being some kind person out of showbiz altogether or in a similar field on a tinier scale who was genuinely good like her. But in any case, she had some work to take care of today, right?
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June 8, 2023
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