Shredded Purity and the Devil's Whisper
"Alright, underwear's taken care of. Shall we try on the main dish now?"
The moment I saw the outfit Sehee pulled from the shopping bag, I sucked in a sharp breath.
It wasn't so much clothing as a lavish silk wrapping meant to showcase the finest jewels. A jet-black halter-neck mini dress. The back plunged daringly down to the waistline, and the hem was scandalously short, barely covering half my thighs.
"A-are you insane?! Where did all the fabric go?! This isn't some celebrity awards dress! How am I supposed to walk around in this?! It's... it's way too embarrassing!"
Even as I grumbled, my fingertips were already reacting, drawn to the silky texture. Unable to resist Sehee's forceful yet oddly tender hands, I let her push me into the black dress.
Shhhk—
The cool, smooth silk slid over my pale skin, hugging every curve without a single gap.
"Hnnngh..."
A lewd moan slipped out before I could stop it. I cautiously turned toward the full-length mirror in the fitting room—and found myself completely captivated by the reflection staring back at me.
......No way. That's really me?
My heavy breasts, swollen from the pink-flowered state, strained against the thin silk, forming an almost dangerous yet beautiful curve that looked ready to spill out. Below my slender waist, the hem clung so tightly that even the lines of my intimate underwear showed through, shamelessly revealing the world's most alluring hip line.
Silver hair cascaded like a dazzling waterfall over my exposed shoulders and back. Add the pink lips and dewy eyes Sehee had so carefully done at the cosmetics store.
It wasn't vulgar at all. It was the very embodiment of blinding beauty, like a top idol straight out of a magazine photoshoot.
...Damn, my body is seriously insane. At this rate, I could debut as an idol and take the center spot, right...?
The pink-flowered self-awareness reared its head again.
Even as shame made my legs twist together, I couldn't tear my eyes away from how radiant and lovely I looked in the mirror. Trembling, I reached out to smooth the silk hem and asked in a daze.
"Hey... there's no brand tag on this. What brand is it? The fabric feels like it's enchanted or something... It's really expensive, right?"
At my question, Sehee, who had been standing behind the mirror, approached softly and wrapped her arms around my bare waist from behind, the dress plunging low enough to expose everything.
"True luxury doesn't need a brand name. No need to slap on tacky logos."
Sehee's hot breath tickled my ear. Her hands slid up my waist, gently cupping beneath my straining breasts.
"Hah, hey, Sehee... don't touch me... I'm already losing my mind because I look too pretty right now..."
"Just think of it as a special gift for my perfectly tamed female. From now on, you'll spend your life wearing pretty clothes like this that I dress you in, living like a princess."
My ex-girlfriend's blatant claim of ownership and the dazzlingly beautiful figure reflected in the mirror.
Feeling far too seductive even to myself, a rush of pleasure shot through my lower belly, making my legs go weak. Leaning against Sehee as I panted, I heard Taeseok's steady voice from outside the door, standing guard like a loyal knight who knew nothing of what was happening inside.
"Noona!! Is changing clothes uncomfortable?! I'll stand guard until the end, so take your time and come out!!"
Outside, the pure-hearted little brother was treating me like a sacred goddess and shielding me with ironclad defense.
Inside the fitting room, I was twisting my waist in the ultra-expensive designer dress my ex had put on me, drunk on my own pretty reflection and sinking into pink fantasies.
"T-Taeseok... I-I'm coming out. This... doesn't it show too much...?"
The tightly closed fitting-room curtain slid open with a shhhk.
Face flushed, I kept my gaze lowered, tugging desperately at the dangerously short silk hem with both hands while twisting my legs together.
At that breathtaking, decadent sight of the perfect "club goddess," Taeseok—who had been waiting outside with his shield—stood with his mouth hanging open. "Noona... an angel... no, a goddess..." Just as he was about to gasp in awe, his eyes landed on the pitifully torn scraps of white cotton underwear scattered across the fitting-room floor.
"Huh......?"
Taeseok's pupils shook like an earthquake. Why were the pure, innocent white panties he had shyly given me yesterday lying there like they'd been savaged by a beast? And why was Noona trembling with shame, wearing such a vulgarly pretty dress and blushing?
His brain instantly reached a horrifying conclusion at explosive speed.
Aaah... That pure underwear I bought... that crazy mage bitch must have ripped it apart and forced her into that dress!! How ashamed and terrified Noona must have been inside that private room!!
"Krrgh...! Hic, uwaaaah!!"
The massive two-meter frame suddenly dropped to its knees and began pounding the floor with its fists, sobbing like a wild animal. Tears and snot streamed down his sweat-soaked beard.
"T-Taeseok?! Why are you crying all of a sudden?!"
"Noonaaa!! I'm sorry I couldn't protect you!! While I was standing outside like an idiot, that evil witch took Noona's purity... uwaaaah!!"
Taeseok's heart-wrenching wails echoed throughout the department store's VIP floor.
Sehee watched the pathetic scene with a cold smirk on her lips.
Hah, look at that. Just moments ago you were twisting your waist and trembling under my hands, and now you're pretending to be innocent by crossing your legs.
Her gaze licked over my exposed thighs and flushed nape.
You're completely a bitch now. Lewdness has soaked right down to your bones. Good. Tonight I'll break your mind completely and make you crawl at my feet.
The shopping that followed was a dizzying tightrope walk between reason and instinct. Or, to be honest, a nonstop parade of sweet pleasure.
"Jinho. This skirt's a little loose at the waist. Is the size too big?"
"Hah...?! Hey, where are you suddenly touching—!"
While picking out shoes, Sehee suddenly came up from behind and pulled me into a tight hug. Her hot hands gripped my hips over the thin silk dress and blatantly traced my waistline upward.
A thrill raced up my spine as someone else's—my ex-girlfriend's—hands roamed the curves of my sensitive new body.
"Oh my, you two look so good together~ Are you sisters?"
"Ah, yes. My pretty girl is just very shy."
At the staff's fussing, Sehee smiled slyly and even planted a light kiss on my cheek. Being dressed in pretty clothes and showered with "so pretty, so cute" compliments... was terrifyingly thrilling and felt way too good.
While I was floundering between self-loathing and superiority in my "girl mindset," Sehee led me to the luxury perfume section on the first floor.
"Come here. I found a scent that suits you perfectly."
Psst, psst—
Sehee lightly spritzed tester perfume on the inside of my slender wrist and my exposed nape. The moment the sweet yet decadent musk bloomed, she yanked my wrist straight to her nose.
"Hnn...?!"
Her cold nose pressed against my fluttering pulse. Not satisfied, she rested her chin on my shoulder and buried her nose deep in my scented nape, inhaling slowly.
"Haa... You smell so lewd. Mixed with your female body scent, it's driving me crazy."
"A-ah... Sehee, hey... stop...! People are watching... hngh!"
At that sticky voice whispering right in my ear, my waist arched like a bow. I could feel the space between my legs growing helplessly wet again.
"You evil witch!!! One-meter radius!!!
Bang—!!!
At that moment, Taeseok—eyes, nose, and mouth smeared with tears and sweat—slammed his massive tower shield down in front of me while carrying a mountain of shopping bags. He really was a clueless bandit, but right now he was the only savior capable of reminding me of my remaining shred of pride.
"What the hell are you doing to Noona's neck!! Get away right now!! Noona!! Did that witch smear saliva on your nape?! I'll wipe it off with holy water immediately!!"
The moment Taeseok's booming voice hit my eardrums—
A spark of reason finally ignited in my pleasure-drenched mind.
Holy water! Witch!
Wow, what is this, the Middle Ages?
Feels like a witch hunt.
That's hilarious.
What if people mistake me for a witch?
I've already gone through TS.
It's the perfect setup for misunderstandings.
She could pretend to spray perfume and actually spray holy water.
......Crazy. Kang Jinho. Were you really getting turned on just because someone sprayed perfume and touched your nape?! It might've been holy water for all you know.
I quickly pulled away from Sehee's embrace and slapped both my cheeks hard. Smack, smack!
Get a grip, you lunatic!! Yeah, even if I'm currently in the body of a twenty-year-old girl with stats of 1... my true essence is Rank 1 Kang Jinho! The invincible leader who guided this party from the front for ten years!! How shameful is it to cross your legs like a female just because you smelled some girls' cosmetics?!
Thanks to Taeseok, my meager pride as a ranker was perfectly restored.
Right. I will never fall to this kind of pleasure. With that firm resolve, I stepped out of the department store with Taeseok, who was carrying about twenty shopping bags in both hands.
"Bag carrier. Take that stuff and get lost first. Jinho and I need to catch up on some 'adult matters' after so long."
Sehee issued her dismissal and gently wrapped her arm around my waist again. She leaned in close to my ear and whispered in a sweet, devilish voice.
"Jinho. I booked a really private high-end bar in Gangnam. A perfect private room where no one can enter. You wanted to drink a ton, didn't you? I'll open the best whiskey for you there. How about it?"
For a moment, I swallowed hard.
The ironclad mental fortitude that had been shouting "I am the invincible party leader Kang Jinho!!" just seconds ago collapsed like a sandcastle at the single word "top-shelf whiskey."
Ever since becoming a woman, I hadn't touched a drop of alcohol. As a man's soul, I'd missed that sharp whiskey scent like crazy.
Whiskey...! I want to drink so badly...!! A party leader should at least drink, right?!
But the warning lights of reason blared madly. The words "perfect private room with no one around" and Sehee's sticky temptation that felt like it would touch my mucous membranes. If I followed her there, I'd definitely be devoured as a female without even leaving bones behind.
"Uh, uh... no, thanks, I appreciate it but I'm too tired... I'll just go home with Taeseok today...!"
I tried my best to resist the temptation. But Sehee didn't back down. Instead, she slid her fingers up my bare thigh beneath the short silk hem and delivered the finishing blow.
"Really? I could even feed you the alcohol directly with my lips. You're still going home, babe?"
That single sentence was so sensual it sent chills down my spine.
Caught between my intense craving for alcohol and my ex-girlfriend's overwhelming pheromones, my once-great "ranker's mentality" was crumbling pathetically.
"You evil witch!!! How dare you try to feed alcohol to our pure Noona and do something nasty!!! Noona!! You absolutely cannot go with her!!"
Taeseok's wail—having thrown down all the bags and raised his shield—echoed once more through the heart of Gangnam.