What started out as a clueless passive-aggressive weirdo with a weakness for legs findom and exposure, is now slowly morphing from an ugly worm into a beautiful submissive butterfly, by finding true purpose with My much needed help. Emphasis on slowly.
Of course I need no retouching, no Photoshop. In fact, I believe no Woman in the world needs it, we have no flaws. Every “imperfection” is nothing more than a male dominated social construct, rooted in years of milking the eel over unrealistically airbrushed Playboy models.