“Phew…”
As the “ordeal” ended, Su Ruanruan slumped on the bench like a dehydrated fish. Her clothes were a mess, tears hung from the corners of her eyes, and the crimson on her cheeks spread all the way to her neck. She looked exactly like someone who had been put through the wringer.
“Do you still dare to talk to me about principles next time?”
Chu Youyu snorted arrogantly while adjusting her slightly messy twin tails.
She looked down from above at Su Ruanruan’s legs, which were still trembling slightly. Those beautiful legs, tightly wrapped in Black Tights, were currently curled up unconsciously due to exhaustion.
Chu Youyu’s throat bobbed as she forced herself to look away.
‘She feels so good to the touch… I should find more reasons to punish her later.’
“Alright, hurry up and change. It’s getting late.”
Saginomiya Shiori, who had been standing with her back to the two of them, spoke up to break the suggestive silence. She walked to the farthest corner of the dressing room where the light was dimmest, as if she were deliberately trying to hide something.
“Mmh… You worked hard too, Shiori.”
Su Ruanruan rubbed her aching waist and prepared to take off her shameful Maid Outfit. The moment she looked up, her gaze accidentally brushed past the figure in the corner. The hand that had been unbuttoning her clothes suddenly froze in mid-air.
She watched as Shiori took off her form-fitting Butler Vest. Then, with a hint of hesitation and even a bit of nervousness, Shiori unbuttoned her white shirt.
As the shirt slid down, it did not reveal the beautiful back of a young girl, but rather layer upon layer of a White Chest Binder that was wrapped so tightly it dug into her skin.
Shiori faced the wall and took a deep breath, seemingly mentally preparing herself for something major. Then, with trembling hands, she found the knot of the fabric and pulled hard.
Snap!
As those suffocating layers of restraint fell away, it was as if a massive existence that had been forcibly suppressed for a long time finally broke free from its cage.
The stunning arc that had been forcibly “sealed” by the thick fabric was instantly set free, drawing a heavy curve with immense visual impact in the air.
Without any restraint, Shiori’s originally slender figure now appeared somewhat “top-heavy.” That level of volume, combined with her thin waist, presented an extremely exaggerated visual contrast.
The dressing room fell into a dead silence, with only the hum of the ventilation fan audible.
Seeming to feel the burning gaze behind her, Shiori immediately hunched her shoulders like a startled ostrich. She hurriedly used both arms to shield her front, trying to hide that “overly heavy burden.”
She turned around, her face flushed deep red and her eyes brimming with humble tears. Her voice trembled violently.
“I—I’m sorry… I scared you… It’s really disgusting, isn’t it…”
“Tsk.”
Chu Youyu let out an unshielded sound of disgust.
She crossed her arms over her chest, which was as flat as a runway, and swept a critical gaze over Shiori’s magnificent parts as if she were looking at a pile of aesthetic-less encumbrances.
“Saginomiya, have you gained weight again lately? Why is it getting more and more swollen there? It’s like you’re hanging two heavy sandbags on yourself. I feel tired just looking at you.”
Chu Youyu sighed, looking like she was disappointed in someone who failed to live up to expectations. “You clearly have a pretty good face, but your body grew so bloated. No wonder you have to wrap yourself in fabric every day. If you went out with those burdens, passersby would definitely laugh at you.”
“Ugh… I’m sorry… I’ll work harder to lose weight…”
Having been poked in her sore spot, Shiori buried her head even lower. Her entire being radiated a sense of despair, as if she wanted to find a crack in the floor to crawl into. In this Petite Aesthetic World, a body like hers was truly not well-received.
However.
“…”
One of the Maid Gloves Su Ruanruan had just taken off hit the floor with a *thud*.
She stared blankly at Shiori and swallowed hard. Her cheeks turned red at a visible speed, the heat spreading all the way to the tips of her ears.
‘Disgusting? Deformed?’
‘What a joke!’
That full arc, that deep cleavage, and the faint red marks from the pressure of the just-removed binder… Combined with Shiori’s cold face that looked ready to cry from shame, this was the ultimate gap moe! How delicious!
“Ruan—Ruanruan?” Shiori noticed Su Ruanruan’s intense, even somewhat fanatical gaze, and became even more flustered. “Don’t—don’t look…”
“Actually, I think it looks pretty good!”
Su Ruanruan snapped back to her senses and quickly covered her burning nose, though her eyes honestly refused to look away for even a second. She stuttered, her voice carrying a hint of hidden excitement.
“That… I think… it’s very—very grand! Uh, no… it’s very healthy! Yes! Very healthy!”
“Ha?” Chu Youyu looked at Su Ruanruan as if she were looking at an idiot. She reached out and poked Su Ruanruan’s forehead. “Su Ruanruan, are you blind? You call this healthy? This is clearly overdevelopment! Your sense of beauty is just as broken as your brain.”
Shiori, however, was stunned by Su Ruanruan’s “not ugly” comment.
She looked up and saw Su Ruanruan with a bright red face, seemingly even afraid to look her in the eye. A strange warmth surged in Shiori’s heart.
‘Ruanruan… she doesn’t find me repulsive? She’s even… shy?’
‘Could it be… that Ruanruan likes this “deformed” look?’
“Um… can you help me for a second?”
To hide her embarrassment, Su Ruanruan quickly changed the subject. She turned around, revealing her slender back.
“This zipper is stuck… I can’t reach it…”
“I’ll do it.”
Shiori subconsciously stepped forward.
The space in the dressing room was already narrow. When Shiori stood behind Su Ruanruan, a sense of pressure immediately hit.
Because she was no longer wearing the chest binder, as long as Shiori leaned forward even slightly, those two heavy mounds of softness would inevitably press against Su Ruanruan’s back.
“Mmh…”
Su Ruanruan froze.
The sensation coming from her back was far too clear. Soft and warm, she could even feel the change in shape as Shiori moved her arms to work the zipper.
“There—there, it’s done.”
Shiori also realized the contact. Her face turned so red it looked like it might drip blood. She quickly took a step back and picked up the chest binder again, preparing to “seal” this sinful body once more.
Su Ruanruan breathed a sigh of relief, took off the Maid Outfit, and changed back into her old T-shirt and jeans.
Finally, her gaze fell on her legs.
Those Black Tights.
If she didn’t take them off… it would be weird to wear them home, right?
“Hey, what are you lingering for?”
Chu Youyu had finished changing into her casual clothes. Seeing Su Ruanruan still staring blankly at her stockings, she didn’t rush her; instead, her eyes lit up.
As a seasoned leg enthusiast, she really didn’t want Su Ruanruan to take off those stockings.
“No—nothing!”
As if she had a guilty conscience, Su Ruanruan suddenly pulled her jeans on.
She wore them directly over the stockings.
“What a weirdo, wearing two layers in the middle of summer.”
Chu Youyu grumbled, but the corners of her mouth curled into a satisfied arc.
‘But this idiot’s leg shape is really beautiful. I’ll have to make her wear those more often in the future.’