Chapter 26: The Dressing

At that moment, the platform rose another significant notch. Tiffany bent over, her hands running along my black silk legs, sending a tingling sensation through me.

It was the first time someone had touched my thighs, and combined with my fear of heights, I couldn’t help but tremble.

She appraised me like a work of art, saying, “Mm, a fine pair of legs.” My heart was in my throat.

Then, with disdain, Tiffany added, “But this outfit is far too tacky. Goblin indeed—no sense of style.” Suddenly, a tearing sound! My clothes, my black stockings—all ripped to shreds. My snow-white body stood utterly exposed before the two girls.

“Ahhh!” Caught completely off guard, I felt my face flush instantly. I instinctively covered myself, crying out in shame and crouching down.

“Ahh, what kind of development is this?! Too fast!”

“Damn it!” Tears in my eyes, I glared furiously at this pervert. My body shook even harder with rage.

But that ‘appreciative’ gaze didn’t waver. She stared coldly and said, “Mm—so you are a boy after all. Stand up. Don’t block yourself. There’s no need to play innocent here.” Hearing that, I couldn’t hold back my anger. A real man would rather die than suffer humiliation! Screw it, even if it means death! I’ll fight you!

“Tch, hah…” I wanted to say something, but words failed me. So I stood up, face full of fury.

But almost instantly, as I rose, this woman named Tiffany suddenly pressed against me. Her long fingers touched my body, stroking and probing.

“Wah~” I let out.

“MDFK! I can’t take this anymore!” I lifted my leg and kicked at this female thug.

Yet in the blink of an eye, my leg was firmly grabbed by a large hand.

“Huh???” The disparity in height, build, and strength made me realize how reckless my action was. I tensed up, trying to pull my leg back, but it was useless.

I stared at her in terror, catching a flicker of contempt in her eyes. Then she suddenly pressed her cold face close and blew a puff of pinkish-red mist directly into my face.

The mist was sickly sweet, nothing like cigarette smoke. But the moment I smelled it, I knew: this stuff is poison!

“Poison?” I tried to speak, but my body went limp. I sat on the platform like a puppet with cut strings, head tilted, unable to move.

The sensation was bizarre—like a dream. I had lost all control over my limbs, and even some sense of touch vanished. I could only guess my state from what I saw.

MMP! Does it have to be like this! Suffering again!

I wanted to cry, but my body no longer obeyed my will. I couldn’t even weep.

“MMP! Why did I kick her!” I regretted my predicament.

“What the hell is that mist! How long will this last!”

Just as I was drowning in despair, I saw that pervert’s hand reaching down toward my crotch, a lewd grin on her face.

Tiffany: “Look at this skin, smooth as a baby’s. Ohoho, I’m worried the guests might just eat you alive. Tsk tsk.” I still sat there, unable to move.

“MDFK… This… this isn’t the ending I wanted!”

Tiffany: “Mm, a bit thin. Hehehehe.” Another fit of manic laughter.

“Xi, go to wardrobe number three and bring the cream-colored dress.” Xi’s face flushed as she replied, “Yes, milady.” Soon, Xi brought a pile of white fabric—presumably the dress. I couldn’t move my eyes, only glimpsing it from the corner of my vision.

Tiffany raised her hand, waving like a conductor. The white dress lifted from the brocade box in Xi’s hands, floated in the air, enveloped in a faint glow, and its size steadily shrank.

It seemed this pervert was adjusting the dress’s size.

After a moment, the resizing was complete. The girl named Xi dressed me in it.

“Seen by a girl I don’t know, and then she helps me put on women’s clothes…”

“Heh, hehehehe…”

A herd of alpacas stampeded through my mind, but I understood—this was this world!!

“Damn this world!”

After dressing me, Tiffany examined me more closely.

“Not bad at all! Great!” “Milady’s taste is always impeccable, but shouldn’t we put underwear on him?” Xi’s tone had turned seductive, and she leaned against Tiffany.

“It’s fine. He doesn’t even need clothes. Hehehe.” MD! I’ll definitely kill her later!

“Ah~” Xi suddenly let out a shy gasp.

“MDFK? Is this female pervert groping her chest?” I couldn’t see, but from my angle, I only saw Tiffany’s arm hanging beside Xi’s face.

“Meow? Does this pervert swing both ways?”

“Xi, take him to the second washroom and get him a moisture-proof mat.” “Eh? Why not let us sleep with him?” “Hmph, sleep with you? He’s a boy.” “It’s okay, it’s okay. Eehee~” Xi let out another sound.

“Hmph, don’t think I don’t know what you’re planning! But this is a gift for Lord Langfeng. If you break him, I’ll have trouble explaining. Go now.” “Eh… gift? This is definitely a plot from some hentai manga!!”

After that, I was led by the hand like a marionette.

I saw my view moving forward, but my brain didn’t feel any movement in my limbs.

It was like being hypnotized—no right to resist!

After barely ten meters, I was brought to a washroom with no carpet, no plush bedding, no gauze curtains. The room had no door, completely open, just like the other rooms I’d seen.

I suspected none of the rooms in this area had proper doors!

But at least this washroom was far better than my previous cell. No strange smells, and it had two faucets. Clear water flowed from them—spring water or natural groundwater, I guessed.

“What’s the difference, anyway?” Even in despair, I couldn’t help but mock myself with my other personalities. Heh.

The flowing water was collected by an extra-long sunken pool on the floor, then drained through a square cutout in the wall.

But no matter how nice… this place wasn’t suitable for sleeping!!

Ahh! Despair!

Why! Couldn’t my accommodation be just a little better!

“Ahh, I’m used to it. This lemon-eating world will never be kind to me. Despair. Waiting to die… sigh…”

Then I was ‘placed’ in the washroom. I stood there dumbly, unable to move a muscle.

After a while, Xi dragged over a ‘platform?’ with carved wooden legs and set it down in the washroom.

“What’s this? A bed?”

Then Xi put me onto this ‘platform.’

“Meow?”

My field of vision lowered—I was probably sitting on it.

“Mm, good!” Tiffany laughed from outside the washroom. “Move him closer to the wall, so it highlights his delicate frame.” “Yes.” Then Xi shifted me again, and part of the wall intruded into my view.

I didn’t know what sitting posture I was in, but that female thug watching me nodded with satisfaction.

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