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Sweet lips, a modern fairytale - The fairest of them all

Katie that day was really in a hurry. One of her so-called “friends” was having a party. She was just a gossip partner, to chat and nothing else. Katie could be very spiteful, if she wanted, so she loved gossip. She hated her friend too, but many rich and beautiful would attend that party. She could feel a princess, again.
A violet dress, heeled slippers; all fit so nicely. But she was left without makeup. Her usual boutique was closed, so she drove to a faraway, little boutique, greeted by the shopkeeper, an exotic beauty. The lady was nice with Katie, helped her in her choice, and even applied makeup on her, with a purple lipstick as a gift. “So you’ll be the fairest of them all. And you’ll learn what does it mean”. Katie shrugged, than drove to the party.
It was a success. She was beautiful, admired, complimented, sought. She drank, she teased, but a sharp pain touched her mouth. She found herself unable to open it. Her lips were fused shut, tiny strands of purple flesh growing and binding them together…

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