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It’s another cold and miserable day, Sarah thinks to herself as she wakes up to the sound of her alarm. Checking the time it’s 8:30 am, fuck she says to herself, having to get up, have breakfast and get ready to travel into the city to meet up with her friend Claire. Sarah finally sits up and gets out of bed, before hopping into the shower to try and wake herself up. Sarah proceeds to get out of the shower and grabs a towel, before hearing the sound of buzzing at her intercom. “Hell-“ Sarah is about to say before being interrupted by Claire, “Hi Sarah, sorry I didn’t know if we were meeting up at yours or in the city, but I figured I would come over and make sure you didn’t forget what time we were meant to meet up”. “10 am sharp”, Sarah replies in a sarcastic but tired voice. “Um well are you going to let me in now or what since you know I am here after all,” remarks Claire. “Yeah sure just give me a second I just only got out of the shower you know;” and what’s with all your

I’m Sophia, I’ve had a lot of extraordinary things occur in such a short time and have needed, wanted to tell someone about them, events that started this autumn. I had woken up to an email, from a new fancy hair salon saying I won an all inclusive makeover, the beginning of my ‘new and perfect existence’. I was totally confused in my dazed state from just waking up and then previously checked to see I had entered a competition for this all inclusive makeover months previously, and had thought I simply lost from not receiving any information or any contact from them. The email asked to respond if I was free today, and if I was to head down to the salon for an 11:30 appointment. That day I had woken up slightly early at 6:30am, with no work nothing else planned that day I decided to respond to the salon and begin getting myself ready for the day. With the weather being chilly but not too cold I put on a black turtle neck long sleeve top with a north face nuptse vest styled over

PPF - the label specializes in winter coats and rain jackets - in other words, clothes that protect one from the elements. The twist is that these are designed in such a way that they give someone other than the wearer control over the jacket. The core idea is that one is protected by a loved one - hence the name. My name is Dani and I'd like to tell you about the rather extraordinary events that have happened to me this winter and changed my life forever. I work a regular cosy office job where I go in 4 days a week with Fridays being a work-from-home day, while my partner Melissa works completely remotely from home 5 days a week, we both work full time and after my 30-minute commute, both of us are usually too tired to do anything other than have dinner and fall asleep in each other's arms. The next morning we woke to someone knocking viciously at the door going down to see who it was, it was our friend Lydia who was a medical researcher, but why was she visiting us? “Wow

It was dark and lonesome inside the suit, even though it felt like I was in a warm house with a fireplace burning wood in the winter under a weighted blanket holding you down, frozen unable to move; yet you felt safe and secure. The magnitude of layers made me feel absurd and embarrassed, I was no longer human but a gigantic mass of down, and the only solace I could find was that no one knew who was under the mass of down for people to stare at and wonder if there was a person underneath or if it was a mannequin. While I was adjusting to my predicament and zoning out I heard a voice from inside my helmet, I was confused at how clear the voice sounded and with the amount of layers I was wearing, I definitely wouldn’t be able to hear someone speaking. “Hello again Samantha, it's Naomi, your dressing process is now complete, you are fully dressed in our famous FFF (Frozen Fashion Forever) produced items, although as you can tell these items have been specifically made for you and not for

It was my first morning tied up in the sleeping bag unable to move not like it would do me any good being able to move with my arms tied and held across my body like a mummy, the visor on my helmet began to turn lighter allowing me to see but only the roof of my cell. With my neck strapped in and held in place by the neck restraints on the sleeping bag. Whilst day the door opened with Claire making an appearance in her sky blue down suit, moon boots and gloves. Smiling at me as she entered her code onto the keypad on the bed which undid the restraints on my sleeping bag with her helping me out of the bed. “Now lets go for breakfast you must be starving, and please take a seat in the chair”. The chair was made out of metal with plush black leather seat and arm lining, the chair had a foot rest that once sensing I was in position, it activated the inbuilt restraints that wrapped around my feet, ankles, lower legs, thighs, waist. Before having in built shoulder padding that kept my

I Awoke to find the chair had been reclined and I was still trapped restrained in the sleeping bag and strapped down to the thick restraint chair that’s made out of nylon and was at least comfortable and warm whilst I endured my predicament of being immobile, I found that even with my eyes open all I saw was the black abyss and that I could not hear anything, everything was dark and I was alone. I did not bother struggling or begging for my escape as I knew there was nothing I could do other than to hope to outlast my predicament and pray that what ever happens next is better than what I am experiencing right now. “Good morning Sarah” I hear confused as to where the sound was coming from as I had not been able to hear anything before this, everything fell back to silence as I felt the chair getting moved guessing it was Claire who was the one doing this. While I was pondering why I was like this and what was happening I then heard Claire begin to speak and answer my question as if

In the future the earth experienced a global snow storm, causing the temperatures of most western countries to drop, in order to combat homelessness and crime the government introduced special ‘facilities’ but in fact they were the equivalent of being locked up for life. Where individuals would be bound in down wear for not only ‘warmth’ but safety of themselves and the public. The government were praised for introducing this policy, which started a bidding war between companies who produced down clothing to become the ones that would personally sponsor and help assist with this new program. However, what I’ve failed to mention is how the new legislation also had a hidden clause, that if you were found to be improperly dressed or out passed curfew you would be ‘arrested’ and permanently admitted to one of these facilities for the rest of your miserable existence and this is where my story begins. I found myself stuck outdoors during the late evening when it was beginning to rain

I looked in the mirror, fixated on my appearance with my new auburn hair that was silky and went all the down my back, Amy interrupted my moment of silence, and asked what my decision was to her offer. ‘Yes, I think I shall accept your offer.’ Amy then lead me back to the changing rooms and handed me a key, ‘Don’t forget to meet me back at the salon floor once you are finished changing’ I opened the locker with the key, not knowing what I’d find and there was a black catsuit, with inbuilt gloves and socks, the material looked to be thick and made out of leather, after unzipping the catsuit from behind and fully undressing, there was an inbuilt pair of underwear which seemed unusual and to confess I had never seen anything similar to a catsuit like this one. It was a snug fit and took some time to get both legs and feet in before, pulling it up the rest of the way, I had gotten it on most of the way but would require Amy’s help to zip it up. I walked out onto the salon floor to see