My Steamy Story: There is this lesbian girl chiara, that ...

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Okay, so, listen. I have to spill the tea on my girl Chiara. For YEARS, she was the lesbian GOAT, the one who would yeet a man into the sun without a second thought. Her whole vibe was 'no dick, just pussy, period.' We all stanned her for it.

But bestie... recently? Things were getting sus. Like, we'd be out and she'd low-key stare a little too long at some dude with main character energy and good drip. I was like, 'Chiara, what's the deal?' and she'd just give this nervous laugh and be all, 'What? No! I'm just appreciating the aesthetic.'

Cut to last night. We were at this boujee rooftop bar, just us, and she was on her third espresso martini. Out of nowhere, she looks at me, dead serious, and goes, 'I think I'm bi.' I was SHOOK. She started telling me about how she'd been thinking about it, how the thought of a thick cock sliding into her pussy was low-key making her thirsty. She was like, 'I can't stop imagining what it would feel like to have a man's hands all over me, to feel him get hard just for me.' She was getting so worked up just talking about it, her voice all breathy. I was like, 'GIRL. Slay. Your glow up is iconic.' Honestly? The way she was owning her truth was the hottest thing I'd ever seen. She's still our queen, she's just got a bigger kingdom now. And honestly? Mood.