Chapter Twenty-Nine Dress-Up with Lily, and Asarya (Patreon)

While Phillip was helping an unfortunate little girl, Misaki was facing an entirely different ordeal. She had two girls with a chest full of clothes, and an agenda to deal with. One that was bent on getting her into different outfits, which at the moment was underwear.

Misaki sighed, and lifted a leg, allowing them to slip her foot into the hole of a pair of panties. The design was not dissimilar to the elastic kind she remembered, but there was no elastic band. Instead, it seemed to have a ribbon running through the top hem that was designed to be tied to secure it.

Lily pulled the pair of panties up Misaki’s legs, and up to snuggly nestle her crotch. The fabric was just tight enough to stretch over her mound, and did little to actually conceal it. The ribbon, once tied, added a cute little effect that Misaki could see reflected in the mirror. She honestly liked how it looked and felt, but she wasn’t sure she wanted to admit that. It seemed like she would lose something if she did that.

Asarya pulled her head out of the large chest she had brought with her. One that was somehow larger than her small body, yet she had carried it with little apparent effort. Clutched in her hands was a tiny skirt. Asarya smiled, and tossed the skirt to Lily. “Try that out on her.”

Lily nodded, “I think it will contrast nicely with her skin, and go well with her hair. Yeah this might be perfect.”

Lily took the skirt, and prompted her to raise her feet one at a time. For a moment she just stared at the skirt, not wanting to wear it, but a look from Lily sent a shudder down her spine, and Misaki soon complied. Before she knew it she was wearing the skirt. It was quite short, barely long enough to cover her panties, and the slightest movement would cause the skirt to lift revealing what lay beneath in teasing glimpses. Something about that struck a chord with her. It just seemed right. Perfect for catching the attention of some girl and corrupting her. Misaki blinked. Why was she liking this so much? It was a skirt!

Before she could process that, she felt her boobs compress a little, and realized she had lost track of what they were doing. Lily was now wrapping her breasts, in a delightful little half bra that stopped short of her nipples leaving the upper half of her breasts, and her nipples exposed. She was prompted to move, giving her a look at how its frilled bottom hem moved with her boobs, and drew the eye to them. There were no words for how it made her feel, and she tried to ignore the growing moisture between her legs. Unfortunately it seemed someone else noticed.

Asarya smiled, “I thought she might like that one. Now let’s see if I can’t find the right top for it.

Lily blinked, “right top?”

Asarya nodded before diving into the chest while saying, “Yeah. The whole point of a nipple displayer, is to show off the nipples. That’s what that bra is for. So we need a top that fails to properly cover the nipples. Preferably one that reveals them when you move the right way. Basically, they draw the eye and tease you with little glimpses of nipple. I can really show you what that is for in a future lesson, how about it?”

Lily looked thoughtful, “hmm, sounds interesting.”

“Yeah I should really teach you about the different dress styles a demon might use. Ooh! Speaking of nipples, I haven’t taught you about induce lactation yet have I?”

Lily shook her head, “I think I saw you use that spell, but no you haven’t taught me it.”

“Well, I’ll need a subject for that. You’re a little too young to be using the spell on yourself. It can have side effects when used on girls your age. I’ll tell you about those later.”

Misaki found herself listening, and wondered about the spell as well. She said nothing though, and instead glanced back at the mirror. Wishing she hadn’t summoned that. It showed her avatar reflected back to her. Making it harder to forget her new gender. It didn’t help that she was starting to look especially sexy in the outfit they were putting together for her

Phillip laid the last of the young women he had rescued out on a bed. He had found a nice space in an intact building a bit to the west of the square. It had been an apothecary's shop, and even had a room full of beds for patients. Beds that were now all occupied by the young women he had rescued.

Unfortunately he had not been in time to save everyone. There were several young women who weren’t on these beds, and were instead under sheets in the front room. They would need to be prepared for a funeral later. He’d contacted the guild already, and they were sending people to help get things back in order here.

Forcing a smile he glanced at his little helper, whom he had found something for. She was no longer running around in the nude, but now had a dress to wear. Albeit one that was a size too small, and he hadn’t found any underwear for her either. At least she was dressed. It didn’t help that her own house was a little pile of rubble. Her family had lost everything, the only thing she had left was her mother, who was lying on one of those beds. Badly wounded, raped, and tortured by an Ogre. He wasn’t even sure which of these young ladies was her mother, as several of them had badly marred faces, and bodies. Not even his little helper was sure, but she had narrowed it down to four girls all of which were in very bad shape, and might not even make it. It was why he had taken the chance earlier when talking to the guild to contact his own mother. He knew she would be able to help. The family Matriarch certainly loved the younger generation, and more importantly had connections. Even if some of them had dried up recently, especially those in the Theocracy. The damn place had really gone downhill in the last few decades, and it used to be so pleasant.

“I need some warm water. Think you can get it for me?”

She grinned, “YES! I can do that.”

The little girl ran off with a task in hand. It was kind of cute actually, but it also got her out of the room. Giving him a little time for the unpleasant. He needed to do a cleansing on these girls to make sure the Ogre’s seed didn’t take. There were a number of reasons for why. None of which he dwelt upon. Instead he got to work. Thankfully he had found the needed tool, right here in the apothecary. A specially designed rod, carved with several runes. It worked by inserting into the pussy of the subject, and channeling magic through it. The rod would cleanse her womb of any seed, and heal any damage to her organs. The process was certainly not for the eyes of a child.

Misaki looked herself over in the mirror. Asarya had found a short frilly top that would shift just the right way with each movement to flash her nipples. The outfit was just delightful, especially with the way it showed off her belly, and nipples. The right movement also showed off her panties and cameltoe. It was hard not to say it, but it looked great on her frame. She even liked how it felt. Not that she wanted to say anything about it.

Nearby her tormentors were looking over her newly dressed body with approval. “Glad to see she likes it. It looks good on her. I think this is one outfit down.”

Lily nodded, “Yeah it does. I’ll put this in the keeper pile.”

Misaki blinked when she realized that Lily was about to strip her again. “Isn’t this enough?”

Lily gave her a look. “One outfit does not make a wardrobe. Did you wear only one outfit as a boy?”

Misaki shrank a little, “um... no.”

“Then why would you think a girl needs only one outfit?”

“Um, well... Uh,” stammered Misaki. Not knowing what to say, and knowing she had lost. Feeling a little defeated she allowed Lily to strip her while Asarya dived back into the chest for the next outfit.

As Lily was pulling Misaki’s panties off her leg, Asarya produced a new pair of panties. They were of the same brief style, and also featured a ribbon tie. This time it had two ribbons, and they were side ties instead of in the front. Also notable was a diamond shaped cut-out in the front, clearly positioned to frame the pussy. The hem of the cut out was threaded with silver. “I think since the last one was meant more to show off the nipples, let’s get one geared more towards displaying the pussy. Of course, after this we will have to move on to the less fun outfits.”

Misaki frowned, “Less fun?”

Asarya nodded, “There are four main categories for a girl’s outfits. The fun sexy ones, the casual ones, the formal ones, and the combat outfits. Of course there is no reason not to mix the categories a little.” she paused to shake her butt, “Notice my panties, not only are they fun and sexy, but they are also a practical combat outfit. Not to mention it’s really comfortable to just walk around in a pair of panties so it also counts as a casual outfit. Best of any world really.” she sighed, “but they don’t really count for when you need a formal outfit. I think we can get away with just one of those. I have like three, but I only really ever use the one.”

“I see, so um, how many outfits are we going to do?”

Asarya said, “Well if the outfit in the trash over there is any indication you need a full wardrobe. We need sexy outfits, casual outfits, at least one combat outfit. So we are just getting started.”

Misaki shrunk a little while Lily said, “I think twenty outfits would be a good start. What do you think?”

Asarya blinked, “Sounds about right.”

Phillip let out a breath, as he set the tool aside. Just in time for his little helper to return. She had a big grin on her cute little face, and seemed eager to help. He produced a pair of rags, and handed her one. “Okay, I need the blood cleaned off, we might need a few more buckets, but their wounds need to be cleaned, or they won’t heal right. Okay?”

She nodded, took the rag, and started cleaning the nearest young girl. He smiled, she seemed strong. So much misfortune, and she wasn’t crying in a corner somewhere. He hoped he would be able to save her mother. The little lady deserved a little happiness after all the bad. Phillip in his heart resolved to make sure she got it, no matter what happened here. Children shouldn’t suffer like this. A thought that made him think of the Theocracy again. So much was wrong there, and while he was doing what he could it wasn’t enough. He resolved to do better, but he really did need that stable job. Maybe as a guild master he would be able to do more to right what was wrong.