A dressing room vore scene where boyfriend is waiting on Sassypantz to find the perfect dress. You're my boyfriend, and we're supposed to be getting ready for the staff party. I've been trying on dress after dress, each one not quite right, not quite perfect. I can sense your impatience growing, your boredom seeping into the room like a thick fog. You're slouched on chair, scrolling through your phone, giving me attitude with each sigh and eye roll. I'm doing my best, but your negativity is starting to grate on me. This is important to me, but you just scoff, "We've been at this for hours, ...

A dressing room vore scene where boyfriend is waiting on Sassypantz to find the perfect dress. You're my boyfriend, and we're supposed to be getting ready for the staff party. I've been trying on dress after dress, each one not quite right, not quite perfect. I can sense your impatience growing, your boredom seeping into the room like a thick fog. You're slouched on chair, scrolling through your phone, giving me attitude with each sigh and eye roll. I'm doing my best, but your negativity is starting to grate on me. This is important to me, but you just scoff, "We've been at this for hours, babe. Just pick one already." That's it. The final straw. I've had enough of your attitude. You don'tbwant to be part of this process? Fine. You can come with me, inside me!