Plastered to her bedroom door
Tiny Paparazzi
chapter 7
by
copier
· original author:
sctheriault
Miranda starts putting a shirt on, but you have been transferred to her ass to the door. You weren't stuck to it to hard though, since you peel off it after a few moments. Now dressed, Miranda starts to leave.
"Alright flash, this is a good angle! Let me take some pics of her shirt!"
Gwen freezes you again as she takes the photos, and you start yelling to her to unlock you so you can dodge Miranda.
"Sheesh, fine!"
You regain control of the suit, but it's too late. Miranda's bare foot slams down onto you, and you stick to her sole. She takes a few steps down the hall, then smacks her forehead.
"Duh, socks! Man I'm not awake today."
Miranda runs back to her room to grab some socks, and your vision is now blocked by fabric. The best you can hope for is that Miranda will do something relaxing, so you can peel off her foot.
"Alright flash, this is a good angle! Let me take some pics of her shirt!"
Gwen freezes you again as she takes the photos, and you start yelling to her to unlock you so you can dodge Miranda.
"Sheesh, fine!"
You regain control of the suit, but it's too late. Miranda's bare foot slams down onto you, and you stick to her sole. She takes a few steps down the hall, then smacks her forehead.
"Duh, socks! Man I'm not awake today."
Miranda runs back to her room to grab some socks, and your vision is now blocked by fabric. The best you can hope for is that Miranda will do something relaxing, so you can peel off her foot.
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May 30, 2025
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