Re: Hottest woman in the world at the time

by Vivian

A short story about this



Back in 2016 in a vibrant city where beauty reigned supreme, there lived a woman named Elara.


Renowned as the hottest woman in the world, she was celebrated not just for her stunning features but for her extraordinary floor-length hair, which cascaded like a shimmering waterfall.


One fateful night, Elara fell into a deep slumber. In her dream, a strange impulse overcame her. She walked into a hair salon, her heart racing, and asked the stylist to cut off her glorious hair.


As the locks fell away, she felt a mixture of liberation and dread. When she glanced in the mirror, she was left with a short, unrecognizable bob.


Upon waking, panic surged through her. She ran to her mirror, half-expecting to see her beautiful hair gone. But there it was—long and radiant, flowing down her back as if it had never been touched. Elara sighed in relief, it was just a nightmare.


As she stepped outside, she was met by a throng of admirers—men from every corner of kinkyforums, all vying for her attention. They showered her with gifts, poems, and declarations of love.


In an impulsive moment, she made a decision that shocked everyone: she announced her intent to marry each man on the planet. The world gasped, yet somehow, it felt right. They all agreed, enchanted by the idea that Elara would be theirs forever, a symbol of unity, love and long hair.


The weddings took place in grand ceremonies, each unique yet interconnected, celebrating not just her hair but the bonds they shared.


Elara wore her hair long and proud, a crown that represented not just her allure but the deep connections she formed with each man, all different yet united in their devotion.


In her heart, she found joy not in being the hottest woman in the world, but in being the one who embraced love in all its forms. Elara knew she would never cut her hair, for it was a testament to her journey—a journey of self-discovery, love, and the realization that true beauty lies not just in appearance, but in the heart.


As the sun set over the city, she smiled, surrounded by her husbands, knowing she had created something beautiful that would last a lifetime.