Anonymous Coward · 2mo
Arty needs to wear the tiniest little triangle of a bikini when twerking harshly for the fae so that his huge, dark brown areolas pop out of the bikini and his udders start bouncing rhythmically with his ass. He'd be so humiliated and dysphoric but wouldn't be able to do anything except for twerk harder for them.
magic forces artemis to reach behind himself and spread his fat asscheeks as he twerks. the now-100-pounds-softer rich boy weeps, pathetic, as his hips gyrate and his wobbling ass claps. his bikini top finally gives out from the bouncing of his udders. the skimpy garment did nothing to conceal the warm, dark brown of his dinner plate-sized areolas. he's prim and proper, so poor artemis has a panic attack when a curse turns his itty bitty blush-pale areolas into massive dark circles bigger than his head. the bikini-clad trans boy should be kidnapped so he can always be forced to twerk for fae entertainment
