A small but of unnecessary pretext for this story. (Feel free to skip it) Recently I have read a lot of Mind Control stories and most of them are, malicious, mean, or heavy on the non con. Which is fine as it comes with the genre but I have been wanting some cute stuff. So I decided to write one. This is mainly a short cute story about loving one's self. It's not super well written I admit cause I wrote it quick. But I hope you enjoy anyways.
Evelyn looked at herself in the mirror and wrinkled her nose at what she saw. She wasn't quite what she used to be and that was starting to get to her. Once upon a time she was skinny and youthful. Nice tits some hips and long black hair to go with it all. Now she was... well... she wasn't overweight. Just a little less lean.. She had a few barely noticeable wrinkles, but she noticed them. She had some greys poking out and that bothered her a lot. A little more motherly or milfy as her girlfriend often said, but it still didn't match her image of what she should look like.
The poor woman was so lost in thought she didn't even notice her younger counterpart sneak up behind her. Wrapping the smaller woman in a nice warm hug. Evelyn felt a kiss on her cheek and then Dorthy nuzzled her softly, "The kids have been successfully dropped off and grandma's horse... and you know I think you like real sexy in that dress."
Evelyn jumped slightly at the sudden touch, but almost immediately relaxed as soon as she figured out who it was. Placing her hands on top of Dorthy's to keep them from wandering, as they often did when she got hugged from behind. She was glad to hear the kids were dropped off. She needed a break from them as much as she loved them. Hopefully they weren't as active as they were last time they went to grandma's house.
"I know you think that... but I think it makes me look... chubby... or old... or whatever else my brain thinks up." Eve leaned against her Dot and sighed softly, turning her head to look up at her, "You are so pretty... why in the world do you like somebody that looks like me."
Dorthy rolled her eyes a little bit, "First of all you are just as pretty as me. And secondly you have been asking me that question for almost four years and my answer is always the same. And thirdly I will always like you no matter what you look like because that doesn't really matter to me." Those shiny blue eyes that Dorthy had always made Evelyn pause. So easy to get lost in, but right now she couldn't do that she still had to get ready.
Pulling away from her lover Evelyn moved over to the vanity and sat down in front of it now only having to look at her face. It was much the same as it had always been. Just a little more haggard. A few lines here and there. She wasn't ancient; she didn't know why her mind kept making her notice every little marker of aging. Dorthy took a seat on the bed nearby and sighed loudly, making Eve look over at her annoyed, "What?"
Dot just sighed loudly again and then looked over at Eve with a grin, "You are worrying about your age again aren't you?" Eve let out her own sigh and nodded making Dot shift on the bed laying on her side to look at her.
"You are not that old Eve. You haven't even hit forty yet." Eve scoffed, "Yeah well you can't even say that next year." Dot giggled softly, "Well if it makes you feel any better I am following right behind you... give or take eight years. We are basically the same age."
Eve frowned at her, "Don't even with that. You barely look over twenty one. The fact that you are thirty two is insane to me. I would kill to look thirty two instead of fifty."
Dorthy sighed loudly again, "You don't look fifty. You look exactly where you should. And you look damn fine too. I get being worried about it but I don't think you should. You should be... I don't know... Throwing grey hair parties or something. It makes you look distinguished.
"It makes me look old and you know it." Evelyn pulled out some lipstick and started applying it while Dot talked to her.
"So what? Look old. Be proud of it. You are a mother of two, a fancy pants realtor, a happy and healthy individual and you are married to the sexiest trans woman you could find," Dot took the time to lift up her left hand and wiggle the fingers on it sporting a nice little silver wedding ring, "I would say that's pretty good for under forty."
Eve chuckled a little at that last one, "You know that I didn't plan on marrying a woman right? I planned on marrying the asshole who got me pregnant twice, but thankfully I saw the error of my ways after he didn't propose even though both his daughters were toddlers."
Dorthy nodded and sat up, "And then you met me~ Though I have yet to put another baby in ya~" She teased and Eve had to roll her eyes again.
"We both know you can't do that ya dork. Now be a dear and go find my eye liner. I think I left it in my bag." Dorthy stood up and bowed, "Your wish is my command mother dearest." Another teasing effort to try and make Eve forget about her worries. And it worked for a little while. In fact the whole date night went wonderfully. Dorthy kept Eveyln's spirits high with little jokes and teasing even if Eve wasn't fully in the mood for it. It was nice that she had someone who cared so much about her.
But as it always did on the drive home Eve started to feel down again. And by the time they were back in the house she was ready to just go to bed and forget about everything till the morning. Dorthy seemed to have other plans. Having been silently scheming on the drive home.
As soon as they were home Dorthy grabbed Evelyn's hand and walked her to the living room guiding her to sit down on the couch. Evelyn of course went along with this as it wasn't unusual for Dorthy to lead her around silently. After they were both sat down Dorthy leaned over and gently kissed her wife's cheek and she just smiled at her for a moment. After a rather long and uncomfortable silence Evelyn spoke up.
"Ummm, is there... something on my face?" She knew there probably wasn't but this long awkward pause was getting to her. She wasn't really in the mood for games.
