Dawn Meadows
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Study Hall Smoke (9 of 10)
🕑 Added 2021-02-09 22:00:02 +0000 UTCThump! Dawn's knees dropped heavily to the polished hardwood floors of the Study Hall. She would definitely be splotchy bruised in the morning from the defenseless impact, but somehow she didn't feel it. Not in the moment. Her mind was far away. Or rather, that wasn't quite right. Her mind was right there, but it was gunked up by sticky green haze. Her body was saturated by the stuff. She could taste it on the tip of her pink tongue as it lolled, she felt it glazing her glossed lips as they parted in weakening wheezing gasps. Her trembling jaw was begging for a breath of fresh air, but she could not find it. She could not find the edge of the noxious green cloud.
Dawn's drooping emerald eyes could see nothing beyond the slow-floating toxic puke inducing gas. Her slender arms pawed half inspired at the air, but merely served to move the smoke around. There was nothing clean to be found. Her feminine manicured fingers were trembling with weakness, fear, and the heartbreak of helplessness.
The bones in her thighs began to dissolve. It was some sort of fever dream. Surely that couldn't be possible. How could my bones---!? But Dawn felt herself swaying. She tried to focus on the balance in her knees, tried to rally her stocking clad toes that were stuffed neatly into her dress flats to help the body. The Leaning Tower of Dawn was in need, and it was down to a pair of reinforced toes on month old pantyhose to save the day!
The plan was good, but the message came out something more like...
BLECK!!!
Dawn's hazy brain wasn't getting any heroic messages to her teetering little body. As she felt herself swaying in gravity's cruel and fickle hands, a wave of dizziness washed over her. She felt sick in her gut. Her eyes crossed in woozy wobbly weirdness and even in her drugged state, she knew what came next...
Comments
Dawn Meadows
Yay! I appreciate that. Expressions can be fun. And, yeah, she might need to stick to opaque tights for a couple weeks after the bang up she took on her knees!
Dawn Meadows
Thanks so much! It’s fun to visualize then try to put it down into words and feelings.
Mad Man with a Pen
Love it POD, especially the description of how the gas has totally enveloped Dawn here. Excellent work.
Amy Ziegfeld
Oof! Love this pose and Dawn's face, especially the eyes!
