It’s the pants, isn’t it, that stops you in your tracks? They leave little to the imagination. So, let me excite that imagination of yours, because your fantasies create my realities in some ways. For instance, when I wear these to the mall, or whenever I want to get something from anyone, the dirty thoughts that these pants inspire become my free stuff. That’s my reality. This is everything to you. And I know it, and I use it. These pants make you blind and pliant. Look at my cheeks shake and shimmy. Look at how the crease crawls up my crack and camel toe. What will you do for these pants...

It’s the pants, isn’t it, that stops you in your tracks? They leave little to the imagination. So, let me excite that imagination of yours, because your fantasies create my realities in some ways. For instance, when I wear these to the mall, or whenever I want to get something from anyone, the dirty thoughts that these pants inspire become my free stuff. That’s my reality. This is everything to you. And I know it, and I use it. These pants make you blind and pliant. Look at my cheeks shake and shimmy. Look at how the crease crawls up my crack and camel toe. What will you do for these pants? Well, whatever I want. You’re so easy to manipulate, use, and tease. Both the front and the back have power. These leggings go right up the middle. They ensure that I have you wrapped around my finger and right in my pocket. Tell me: “I’ll do anything for your ass.” Say it out loud as you watch it wiggle.

I know.

Listen to me giggle at my power. I love this power. It’s so easy for me.

I am a fisher of men, and these pants are my hook. Aren’t they, fishy? Just let yourself get snagged and be captured. I get you in person, as well as virtually online. Either way, my ass is greedy and it eats gifts, money, and souls. Whatever I want - that’s what you’ll give me.

Whatever this ass wants, this ass gets.