My face squeaked as my hands left them, to attack the corset that was getting more annoying with each breath as I cried. XXX I tilt my head downward, to identify the problem, and noticed two leopard patterned mounds blocking my view. I open my eyes to see my nails painted red, and a leopard pattern beginning at my wrist. Its hands reached its human eyes, and its fingers traced along the non-existent latex seam that encircled them. Its hands reached its human eyes, and its fingers traced along the non-existent latex seam that encircled them. A hint of frustration and disappointment came over the leopard’s intoxicated face, as the red nails’ attempts to break through the latex proved to be futile.
