The Price of a Perfect Fit
"These clothes are absurdly perverted. Well, if you like that sort of thing, why don't you just buy one and let's get out of here?" Before I could even properly judge whether Furfuru was truly an ally or not, Laura let out a short sigh and spoke. To be sure, the outfits Furfuru had brought out were ridiculously obscene. A Reverse Bunny suit, was it? Is that even considered clothing? It felt like nothing more than gloves and stockings.
"W-well, I can't just buy any random thing. Why don't y-you try one on, Laura?"
"No way. There is no reason for me to wear something like that."
"B-but... this is supposed to be a gift. And b-by chance! The lady I'm buying it for has a figure very similar to yours, so it would be perfect."
Laura furrowed her brow quite openly. "I think I've already done my part just by introducing you to this boutique."
"But I have a wish... I really want you to try on the clothes for me, Laura. W-we're friends, so surely you can do that much for me, right?"
Laura's eyebrows showed no sign of returning to their normal position, but she didn't outright refuse or say she wouldn't wear it. Hehehe. In the first place, there was no way someone like Laura could defy me. With just a single mention of a 'wish,' she would probably pee herself in the middle of a classroom if I asked!
"T-then first... please try on this dress. I heard it's all the rage in the capital of Hollympia." I pointed to a pure white dress in Furfuru's hands that featured a plunging, cleavage-baring neckline. Laura stared at it with eyes full of discontent, but in the end, she began to strip off her academy uniform, piece by piece, right in front of me.
"So, who exactly are you planning to gift this to, Ramnusia? Do you even have a friend you could give such a scandalous dress to?"
"U-hehehe... It's a secret."
"Knowing you, you'll probably just wear it yourself."
Laura stripped down to her sky-blue underwear before slipping into the pure white dress with Furfuru's assistance. Because of the design that left her cleavage completely exposed, the skirt rippling below her waist looked lovely, but the upper half definitely emphasized her bust in a highly suggestive way. Still, this felt like nothing more than a daringly designed dress. It didn't quite fit the vibe of a slave outfit I wanted to put on Clafoutis Magica.
"Ah... Come to think of it, Laura. That sky-blue bra ruins the look."
"...We only need to get a general idea of how it fits, don't we?" Laura protested weakly.
"Dear customer, considering the designs of the dresses you will be trying on next, it would be best if you wore them completely naked," Furfuru chimed in.
"N-naked? Madame... surely that's a bit too..."
"I-I heard they wear them naked in the capital of Hollympia."
It was a total lie I blurted out on the spot, but it was surprisingly effective. Laura looked at me with a very peculiar gaze.
"That is correct, Lady Ramnusia! As expected of someone bold enough to choose such gifts, you are well-informed. The default way to wear these trendy dresses nowadays is indeed completely naked..."
"Fine. When in Hollympia, do as the Hollympians do, I suppose." After a moment of hesitation, Laura accepted Furfuru's help and shed both her bra and panties. As a result, the lines of her hips were revealed in a far more erotic light, and her breasts were exposed to the point where her nipples were just barely hidden. To think that simply removing her underwear could change the atmosphere this much.
"Sigh... Why on earth is a lady like me wearing such a scandalous dress..." Laura fanned her face with her hand, her embarrassment plain to see. Her shame was so intense that I could actually see the blood rushing to her nipples, making them swell up.
"T-then next... shall we try this black dress that's popular in the Demon Realm?"
"An excellent choice, Lady Ramnusia!"
With a look of mild annoyance, Laura slowly stripped naked in front of me. As she took off the white dress, her slightly rounded lower belly and the mound of her pussy were laid bare, along with her breasts, which wafted a warm, milky scent. There were quite a few differences between her and Clafoutis, but the most immediate one was the presence of pubic hair. Come to think of it, since Laura had pink eyebrows, would her pubic hair naturally be pink too?
"Now, let me help you into this Demon Realm dress. Hands up, dear customer."
"M-Madame! I'm not a child... Ah, ahh! Whoa... it's so hard to put on..."
In an instant, Laura was fitted into a sheer dress that highlighted her figure in vivid detail. She spun around once and knit her brows.
"This is... too much..." The dress was so obscene that Laura was instantly struck with horror. Although it technically covered her entire body, everything from her underboob down to her crotch was made of sheer fabric, leaving her body semi-transparently visible.
"You need not worry, dear customer. This dress is enchanted with magic so that your precious areas are not exposed in raw detail."
"Y-yes, indeed. It just gives off a vibe of... 'Is she wearing nothing under there? Oh my, she must not have any panties on!' That's all."
"H-haha... That is... absurd."
Laura's nipples swelled even more enticingly. The black dress was truly, ridiculously erotic. Honestly, while her pussy wasn't completely exposed, the fact that she wasn't wearing any underwear was painfully obvious. Moreover, whenever Laura made the slightest movement, her pert, protruding nipples would poke against the fabric, standing out so clearly that a lewd chuckle escaped my lips.
"How about that one next?"
"Oh my, Lady Ramnusia! An exceptional choice. Selecting a high-leg dress—surely white would be best, wouldn't it?" Furfuru smiled brightly, stripping Laura naked again in the blink of an eye, and brought over a pure white high-leg dress.
"A truly magnificent choice. Unlike the sheer dress customer Laura wore earlier, this high-leg dress covers the most vital area with a pure white high-cut bottom while leaving everything else visible through translucent fabric."
Unlike the enthusiastically chattering Furfuru, Laura stood completely naked, biting her lip hard and covering her crotch with both hands as she struggled to endure the shame.
"Just...! As long as Ramnusia likes it, that's enough! Just let me put it on!" Unable to bear it any longer, Laura reached out to Furfuru.
Chime-a-ling!
At that exact moment, with impeccable timing, the boutique door swung open, and a few young ladies walked inside.
"Hyaah...!" Our poor Laura was caught stark naked in the middle of changing. Naturally, she clutched the dress to her chest and squatted down instantly.
"Huh... Is she naked right now?"
"Isn't that Laura...?"
"Welcome, valued customers, to the Pandemonium Boutique! Due to maintenance on our changing rooms, we are currently allowing fittings in the main hall..."
"A-ah, no, it's fine. We'll come back later."
"Oh my god, that's Ramnusia... Why is Laura naked in front of her..."
Whispering furiously, the girls took in our scandalous scene and fled the shop at lightning speed.
"Ah, ah..."
"It's alright, Laura. You were just changing clothes, after all."
"B-but..." Her face burning red, Laura bit her lip hard, but Furfuru materialized like a ghost, slid her hands under Laura's armpits, and hauled her back up to her feet.
Drip, drip.
Thanks to that, I got a delightful view of a few drops of Laura's love juice dripping onto the floor.
"Now, how about this dress?"
Ultimately, with her pussy soaking wet and her clitoris fully erect, Laura ended up staining the crotch of the pure white high-leg dress.
"Haa, haa..." Her face was completely flushed, leaving her unable to speak properly. Her fingers twitched as she squeezed her own hips with both hands, before cutely caressing her lower belly.
"I think the reverse bunny suit is definitely the best choice."
"W-wait! Wait! I really don't want to wear th—!"
Whoosh!
Whether Furfuru had used magic or not, in the blink of an eye, Laura was dressed in the reverse bunny suit.
"Ha, haah...!"
The reverse bunny suit was truly an incredibly perverted outfit. It was a garment that completely exposed the pussy and breasts—or more accurately, her entire torso—while tightly covering her arms and legs, which were perfectly fine to expose, with gloves and stockings. To make matters worse, the black heart-shaped stickers pasted over her nipples were peeling off because her nipples were so erect, dangling lewdly with a faint peeling sound.
"Ha, ah..."
"This is incredibly s-sexy. Are panties normally not worn with this?"
"If Lady Ramnusia wishes, we can provide a heart sticker to cover her private parts."
"That sounds wonderful. What do you think, Laura?"
Our poor Laura didn't have any sticker on her pussy. Her flushed, swollen slit was twitching lewdly, busy producing love juice.
"Ra-Ramnu..." Overwhelmed by a level of shame that no proper lady should ever have to endure, Laura's thighs and legs trembled violently as she pressed her right hand firmly against her lower belly. "Ramnusia... p-please... let me masturbate."
"You'll have to do it standing up, right in front of me, you know?"
"I-I don't care! Please let me! My head h-hurts so much because I want to masturbate! It's throbbing!"
"What about your pussy?"
"M-my pussy is burning too!! It's twitching! My lower belly is so ticklish, I feel like I'm going to die!"
As expected of a good girl like Laura. I lightly clapped my hands twice.
"Then, from now on, declare that you are going to play with your clit, and masturbate."
"F-from now on, I-I'm going to play with my c..." Gulp! Swallowing hard, Laura squeezed her eyes shut. "I'm going to play with my clit! T-thank you, Ramnusia!"
Laura immediately parted her right index and middle fingers, bringing them to her clitoris. Gently pinching the hood, she began to rub it side to side. Instantly, from her flushed opening, a lewd, squelching sound echoed as her love juice was squeezed out like nectar. "Ah, ah... s-so good..."
"You really are a pervert, Laura. What if those girls from earlier walk back in?"
"I-I'm just changing clothes right now, so it's f-fine... Ahhnn..."
As if that made any sense. With a face completely lost in pleasure, Laura kept her mouth slightly open, her fingers rubbing side to side without a moment's rest. She even stroked up and down, repeatedly pulling her clitoral hood back and forth, panting out incredibly sweet, breathless gasps. Her swollen, protruding clitoris was a sight to behold, and as Laura occasionally tapped it with her thumb, her clear love juice stretched out like spiderwebs.
"Does it feel good to play with your clit, Laura?"
"I-it's good... so good... My chest feels like it's going to b-burst, it's so g-good..."
"Then use your free left hand to pinch your nipple tight and shake it up and down."
Trembling all over, Laura did exactly as she was told, pinching her erect left nipple with her left hand.
"Hyaah...!" Instantly, a torrent of love juice gushed from her vaginal opening. This was far more erotic than I had anticipated. To maintain her standing posture, Laura bent her upper body forward, sticking her butt out slightly and bending her knees, struggling not to fall over. It was incredibly hot.
"Ha, haah... This is... good too, haaa..."
"You look beautiful, Laura. Keep masturbating. And... ah, thank you, Furfuru."
Talk about being on the same page. Furfuru tactfully handed me Laura's discarded underwear and academy uniform.
"When you climax, make sure to squirt your juices right here, onto the clothes you just took off."
"S-something like that...! I could n-never do that...!"
"Think about it, Laura. On your way back to the dormitory, the passing students will smell the scent of your squirted juices. Isn't just imagining that humiliating?"
"Ugh, ah... Ah! Ah...!" Laura's face contorted pitifully. Her eyebrows curved in a lewd arch, and she drooled slightly from her open mouth. Standing in a knock-kneed, half-spread posture, Laura thrust her lower belly forward. To be precise, she did her absolute best to push her pussy toward her own uniform, which I was holding. In that position, with her fingers relentlessly rubbing, stroking, and flicking her clitoris, the outcome was already decided.
"I'm g-going...! The juice, it's coming...! S-squirting...!"
Splat! Squirt! Gush!
A stream of clear love juice sprayed out spectacularly, soaking and staining Laura's uniform. It wasn't completely drenched, but a proper lady would never do such a thing.
"Ah, hngh... ugh!" In the end, unable to withstand the overwhelming pleasure, Laura collapsed onto her butt, sprawling out on the floor.
"Laura, I'll pay for this using your wallet, okay? No objections, right?"
"I-it's fine... it's f-fine... so good..."
"That was quite an entertaining sight, Lady Ramnusia." Smiling brightly, Furfuru proved to be a perfect ally. She didn't even ask why I possessed the Armonomicon; she simply accepted the gold coins I pulled from Laura's wallet.
"We'll take the reverse bunny suit. Oh, and give me about ten more of those heart stickers."