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My beloved Kris, it’s my honor to have the opportunity to invite you to an exclusive screening of my newest art piece. ‘Desperate cry’, I will be installing it in my personal garden this saturday. If you would grace me with your presence for this preview it would be my eternal pleasure.

From Your beloved Hazel Hariln. Ps bring chips, I like sour cream.

Kris hastily pulls on her large black boots, accenting her fishnets and black skirt. Her red tank top getting caught on the door as she shuts it behind her. “Shit shit shit I forgot the chips!” Her voice is high and bubbly as she runs out the door to a corner store, picking out a bag of sour cream chips.

Her jet black hair smacks against her face as she runs, the bag of chips getting crushed a little in the process. “Please not late please not late!” She mutters as she runs through the garden to the meeting spot, slipping slightly on some dried mud.

As Kris makes her way through the park, there are several marble statues all posed in various different positions ranging from an expression of shocked terror, to a fist pump of joy. Breaking into the clearing that she’d been invited to, Kris is met with the sight of Hazel sitting on a red quilt with a picnic basket. She is dressed in a blue sundress that looks like it has scales.

Pushing her ocean blue hair out of her face, Hazel turns to look at Kris. Her titularly colored eyes sparkling in excitement at the sight of her partner. “Hey there sweetie! I was worrying you weren’t going to come!” She giggles lightly, pulling her picnic basket over. “I hope you brought the chips, it’s the only thing I didn’t have at home already!”

Kris gasps a little, her green eyes glimmering at the sight of her girlfriend. “I did! I might have crushed a few on the run though.” She sits next to Hazel, nuzzling into her neck as they place the chips down. “I’m sorry I’m late, I took too long picking an outfit.” She giggles.

Hazel rolls her eyes and wraps her arm around Kris. She gives a little squeeze, and plants a kiss on her partner’s forehead. “It’s perfectly alright, today is just for us anyway. We have all day with just us in the entire gardens, I’ve made it very clear we’re ‘closed for installation’ today.”

Kris gives Hazel a kiss on the cheek, face turning pink. “Alright, I’m glad.” Kris begins to open the basket, pulling out the various different sandwiches and snacks. Lastly she opens the bag of chips, placing them bursa eskort bayan in Hazel’s lap.

Hazel squeals excitedly as she takes the chips, starting to shovel them into her mouth. “Soooo how did you like my past projects on the way in? Or were you in too much of a rush to really give them a look~”

“They are lovely! You know I always admire your work, it’s all so life-like!” Kris smiles, starting to eat one of the sandwiches. “I am so excited to see your new one! It will most certainly be your best, each one always is.”

“Well the good news is you get to help me put the finishing touches on it!” Hazel reaches over and grabs a ham and cheese sandwich. Taking a bite out of it and nodding toward the nearest statue.

It’s in pristine condition, the marble kept at a fine luster at all times. It depicts a woman with her hand between her legs, as the other reaches toward the sky. While its head is lulled back, the mouth intricately carved but wide open. “My last girlfriend helped me finish that one before she left.”

Kris blinks surprised, mouth opening and closing a few times before she finds her voice. “You’re sure? I’m not very artistic like she was.” She stands up and moves towards the statue curiously. “I can try though, if you want me to.”

Hazel nods slightly as Kris walks off to go and observe the last statue. “Absolutely, you don’t need to be artistic to serve as a model. I’ll pose you, take a few pictures, and before you know it there’ll be a statue based off of your posing here for everyone to see!”

“Well ok! Would you like to after lunch then?” She comes back to the blanket, sitting down and grabbing some strawberries. “I’m honored that you’re making a statue based off of me.”

“Of course, you’re lovely and I’m very excited to see your expression.” Hazel grins as she pulls a bottle of water out of the basket, starting to sip from it. “Do you have any ideas for how you’d like to pose hun? I want to capture you in a moment of abject euphoria if that gives you any ideas.”

Kris blushes a little and looks down. “I’m… not sure. Honestly I’ll probably think of you and go from there.” She giggles a little, turning away. “Euphoria huh… if it’s just us I could… rub my self.”

“I mean it’s not like any of those other busts are wearing anything are they~” Hazel slowly slides up against Kris’s side, leaning in and kissing her on the cheek. Her hand starting to slide up and down gursu eskort the girl’s thigh. “And anyway, when in marble nudity is ‘refined’.” She snorts.

Kris blushes even more, legs opening slightly as Hazel touches her. “You could also… pose me yourself, could set up a camera to take photos while you do and have us both in it.” Kris says, voice soft and meek. She leans forward and kisses Hazel, hand cupping her cheek gently.

Hazel returns the kiss, leaning into it as she continues to rub Kris’s thigh. Slowly crawling fully up against her, and draping her arms over Kris’s shoulders, her fingers lightly tracing down the woman’s back. “That sounds like a wonderful idea.”

Kris kisses down hazels neck, hands gently rubbing down her sides to her hips. “Then it’s a plan, it will be a wonderful sculpture.” She smiles softly, eyes looking into Hazels with joy and admiration. She kisses Hazel again, rubbing up against her more and more.

Hazel exposes her neck slightly, letting little squeaks out at each kiss. Before they end up with their eyes locked against one another, their hands rub up and down one anothers sides. “I’ve been waiting so long for someone I could do this concept with.”

“I’m glad I could be the one to do it with you.” Kris kisses more and more, hands rubbing Hazel’s belly softly. After a few minutes she pulls back, smiling softly at her partner. “Shall we get to posing, my love?”

Hazel nods and slowly slides her sundress up and over her shoulders, dumping it to the ground and revealing a long scar that runs down her back. With a tattoo of vines growing out from the scar. “Yeah let’s get started.”

Kris follows suit, revealing a large black rose tattoo on her back with thorny vines wrapping around her chest. She grabs Hazel’s hand, thumb rubbing the back of it gently. “So, where is the camera? Or where should we stand?”

Hazel slowly pulls Kris down into the next pathway, where there’s a camera set up across from a marble platform with nothing on it other than a golden plaque with ‘desperate cry’. “Alright, let’s get started.”

Kris steps forward, pulling Hazel along as she steps onto the platform. She smiles at her partner before beginning to kiss her again, hands sliding down Hazel’s side and squeezing her hips.

Hazel steps up on the platform alongside Kris, sliding up onto her tiptoes as she leans into the kiss. Relishing in the closeness, before pulling Bursa elden ödeme escort back slightly. “Are you ready to really get going?” She taps her foot twice on the marble. Causing it to glow slightly, a network of impossible to understand symbols glowing dimly as they’re triggered.

Kris looks down startled, before looking back up at Hazel. “What… is happening?” Her voice cracks as she speaks, hands grabbing for Hazel’s. “Why is the pedestal glowing?”

“Shhhhh it’s part of my art. Think of it as mood lighting.” Hazel grins lightly, nuzzling up against Kris’s cheek. Planting three firm kisses on it, as her fingers slide down to Kris’s thighs. Rolling over and between her girlfriend’s legs, a single finger hooking up and sliding into her slit. “Just focus on the feeling darling~”

As Hazel speaks the bottoms of both of their feet fuze down onto the ground, a rippling chill from the feeling of flesh turning to marble rolling up and through both of them. Before being followed up by a wave of intense heat immediately afterward.

Kris gasps as Hazel’s finger slips in, head lulling back in pleasure. She leans in and kisses Hazel, tongue pressing past her lips and swirling around hers. One hand grabs at her breasts, the other Hazel’s as she squeezes softly. One knee bends to lower her to Hazel’s height.

Hazel swirls her finger around several times, before sliding up to rub gently against Kris’s clit. Rotating gently counter clockwise, while she leans in to the kiss. The marble starts to slide up over both of their feet, and their legs. Each and every movement gets slightly more difficult with each moment, an intense desire to go still, to be preserved within the comforting waves of warmth that are flowing up the pair’s bodies alongside each inch of marble.

Kris’s movement begins to slow, the last big movement she does is pressing close to Hazel as their bodies rub against one another. Her hands move to grasp at Hazel’s back and ass, swirling along the scar that crawls up Hazel’s spine. Kris’s tongue presses against Hazel’s desperately as her slit gets wetter with each rub.

The more desperate the pair become the faster the transformation takes hold. The shining marble locking Kris’s arms and legs into place first, and then their tongues freeze in their mouths. Their kiss is permanently locked into place. Leaving both women in a pose of desperation and unfinished need.

As the last of the marble solidifies over Kris’s head, she’s left staring into Hazel’s eyes. The pair’s desperate need for one another, left on display for all future visitors to the newly completed statue garden. Lest another poor fool walk onto one of Hazel’s spare pedestals she’d hidden all around the garden.

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