Rose’s Day out pt 1 

It was a nice and clear sunny morning. A few puffs of white giving the deep blue sky an idealistic look. People were going about their day in the busy and lively streets of the city with the occasional friendly greeting being passed to nearby acquaintances or friends. This was all interrupted by the furious hiss of a particularly privileged snake. Her hair was black in wavy and smelled of Peaches and cream With glimpses of shining gold piercing underneath the Mass of shiny blackness. Her eyes were yellow and reptilian constantly declaring by their expression alone of her  Self proclaim superiority to those around her. Her scales were glossy red Shiny and bright glittering like rubies in the sunlight. Her body had incredible proportions being kept under tight fitting if not attention seeking clothing, making any male with a pulse feel their loins hardening at the mere sight of her. 

“Uh, Not again!”  Rose groaned to herself as she furiously tapped her meticulously manicured  finger against the surface of her phone, causing her massive, voluptuous breasts to bounce and wiggle in the tight confines of her Pink shirt. “Schedule maintenance for the next 24 hours. We apologize for the inconvenience.” She let out a low hiss at the text displayed on her screen, which had denied her one of the few things she truly cared about: In an easy and convenient way to show off how better she was compared to everyone else. 

“Are you serious right now? What do they have to maintain? Isn't it like pixels on a screen or something?”  Rose furiously said to herself  as she quickly walked her way down the street. The sway of her gigantic hips and perfectly round and  gorgeously beautiful backside jiggling with each step causing every nearby man ( And occasionally woman) to glance at least a subtle peak at the bountiful amounts of ass currently bouncing angrily in tightly fitting hot pants. “ I swear!  This day can't possibly get any worse!”

3 Hours later…


“Daddy, what do you mean I have to choose?!” Rose angrily said to her phone with a hint of genuine pain and betrayal in her voice as she stared at the 5 Pairs of expertly crafted and decorated shoes, the best that money could buy. “Well…” Rose’s Father Said in his best comforting but firm tone. “What I mean is that… Sweetie pie  My little rose don't you think you already have enough pairs of shoes?” “ Enough?”  Rose spat out the word being foreign as disgusting to her tongue to her. “ Sweetie pie, You barely used half of the shoes you bought last month. I think three Pairs this month are more than reasonable, don't you think?”  He said cautiously and half apologetically hoping that his daughter's backlash wouldn't be too severe.

 He was quickly proven wrong however. “Reasonable?! You think this is a reasonable daddy?!”  Rose said furiously, her face becoming a deeper Crimson red as her body began to shake furiously with petulant rage. “ This is fucking bullshit! The shoes I got last month went out of fashion just a week later! It's not fair! I thought you loved me! I thought I was your little Angel, If you love me you'll let me buy what I want!”  She vehemently ranted to her father through her phone. “ Enough!”  Rose’s Father  Said firmly to his daughter. “ You will not  Cuss at me young lady. I am being more than reasonable so you can either choose three pairs of shoes this month or you will have no new shoes this month! Do I make myself clear?” “... Yes… Daddy.” 

A few moments later Rose walked out of the changing room and marched angrily to the counter with only three of the pairs of shoes she wanted to buy still costing thousands of dollars even two less pairs. “ I can't believe Daddy yelled at me… Me. his perfect daughter.”  She muttered angrily under her breath as she took her credit card (Which was under and directly linked to her father's account.)  And swiped it.

A few hours later…

Rose by this point wasn't in a deeply foul mood as she made her way down the relatively quiet and sparsely occupied Street. She needed to put someone down. She needed a reason, any reason to take someone and put them in their place. It was the only way she knew how to make herself feel better when she was this displeased. There she began thinking about simply going home In making her personal maid do pointless tasks for her amusement she caught someone glimpsing at her, at her ass more specifically. “...Perfect.”  She said through her teeth as she turned around to the individual behind her. Looking down at them both physically and mentally. As she stared down at them and asked a simple but damning question. "Who the hell are you? And why are you following me? Do I have something on my ass or something?”  She stared down at them waiting daring for them to answer the Babel excuses and humiliate them right then and there.  She was going to get what she wanted one way or another… She always did, Eventually.

 To be continued…