(Eloe POV - Heaven’s Key, Rickert’s Domain, Modern City During Summer, Fashion Boutique)

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Boldly, I parted the curtain and entered her dressing room. I was greeted by the sight of the curvy redheaded Euclid in her underwear. She was alarmed at my intrusion.

“Ehhhh, mistress, weren’t you supposed to be waiting outside!?” She protectively hugged her chest in surprise, protecting her modesty from my gaze. The dressing room of the luxurious boutique was spacious enough for two people.

“I came to check in on you. Please continue.” I motion for her to continue. I lean satisfied against the wall, observing her.

“Um, I was going to change my underwear next…” Blushing, she fidgeted. My lips into a slight grin at her behavior.

“What is the problem? Continue, mistress’ orders.” I urged her. She starts shivering from embarrassment, and possibly arousal.

“But…” She started to protest, but I came forward and put my arms around the taller girl’s waist. Raising my feet, I stole a taste of her lips. At first she shivers, but then melts as we exchange saliva. As we part, there is a small trail between us. Euclid herself is now completely entranced by me.

“Your body is my work of art, darling.” I touched her cheek gently, softly caressing it. “I want to see it nude, in clothing, in a bikini, under the sheets, in battle, during sleep. I want to see how you use it. I want to hold it just like I am now.” For emphasis I grab her by the thighs and lift her. Looking up at her, I can see her blush deeping at being handled by me. Then I drop her on her feet.

“Hah…hah…hah!” She leans against the side of the dressing room, her breathing heated and face flushed. Then she gathers her strength and stands upright. She places her thumbs between the thumbs of her string panties, ready to pull them.

“Um, is it just the body…” She mumbles quietly, looking hesitantly at me.

“What?” I hear her perfectly, but I play dumb.

“Nothing!” Gathering her resolve, she leans forward giving me a look at her modest cleavage, and fully undressed. Heated, she looks off to the side, while I look at her nude body in appreciation. She held one of her arms behind her back by the other, putting herself fully on display.

After a few moments, instead of gawking, I picked out a black lacy panty from the shop bag that was lying on the ground, and spread it out for her.

“Mistress’ orders. Put your legs through it, darling.” She did as instructed, and I was greeted with the sight of her curvy, plump-thighed, feminine, smooth and hairless legs moving through the openings. She grabbed me by the shoulder for stability as she did so giving me the full view of her front.

I stood up and leaned against the wall to observe.

“Very good.” I commented. What should I do next?

“Mhhh…” She pouted. “Mistress, since you are here, you might as well dress me up.”

“No problem, just leave it to me. Stand in front of the mirror, my lady.” I instructed her, and got to work.

(TODO Image: A barefoot redheaded girl in summer, light green slipover, as well as light blue pleated skirt reaching to her knees. She is looking at herself in the mirror of the dressing room approvingly. A smaller, well dressed blond girl with large earrings is observing her with a grin on her face, enjoying the view as well.)

“It looks great, darling.” I complimented her.

“Mhhhh…” She agreed, admiring her own figure. “It does, doesn’t it?”

After a few moments, she continued.

“Mistress, what is next?” I showed her the black cowl-neck dress. Without prompting she raised her arms, and let herself be undressed.

(TODO Image: A barefoot redheaded girl wearing a black dress that fits her body. It has two straps over her exposed shoulders. She is looking at herself in the mirror of the dressing room with a smile. To her side is a blonde, pretty gremlin enjoying her look.)

“Shall we move on to the next, mistress?”

I brought up the next article of clothing. A white net, long sleeved beach top as well as skirt.

“Eh, what is that?” She looked at me shocked.

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“A fun thing, maybe you should wear it out in the city.” I teased her.

“That is more of a net, than a piece of clothing. Besides, I don’t even have a bra!” She protested.

“Here, I’ll put it on you.” As if on cue, I pulled out a shallow black brassiere. Pursing her lips, she lifted her arms.

“Here, this is how you hook it on the back.” I demonstrated it for her as I slipped it over her. “And now…”

(TODO Image: A barefoot redheaded girl wearing a white net top and skirt that reveals her underwear. She is looking at herself in the mirror of the dressing room feeling a bit dazed. To her side is a blonde, pretty gremlin enjoying her look as usual.)

“This is a good look. Maybe we really should go out into the city like this…” I wonder out loud.

“Ehhhh!” She looks at herself admiringly. “I’d do it.”

“Pardon?”

She turns around and looks me in the eyes.

“If you want me to, mistress, I’ll wear this for you.” She gathers her resolve, clutching at her bosom, still a bit fearful.

“Oh, really?” I get a bit frisky with her and start teasing her. I slide my fingers over her form from behind.

“Kya!” The touching makes her tremble, but she does not recoil from the touch. Instead her demeanor is enticing, urging me to play with her. I do so without crossing the line.

For an hour or so, we have some fun trying out new clothes and flirting. I got a change of look as well.

(Eloe POV - Heaven’s Key, Rickert’s Domain, Modern City During Summer, Sweets Restaurant)

We looked quite sexy as we walked down the streets in our form fitting dresses and high heeled open shoes. The taller redhead had her arm under mine, bracing it as I sashayed. After we emerged from the boutique, we spotted a couple where the woman was hugging the arm of her man, and I lightly jabbed Euclid, offering her mine. She took it, and we are now doing our couple imitation.

I steal a glance at her, and she seems to be quite happy to be corrupted into acting like a lovestruck girl like this. I’ve already gotten her used to kissing and touching. I just need to go a bit further and I will grasp her heart completely.

I led her to the sweets restaurant. We take our seats at the white table, and I do a trick that I’ve used in the past. It is a fun one.

“Let me order for us, baby.” I told her.

“Okay. What will you get?” I raise my arm to get the waitress’ attention.

“Couples’ fruit parfait.” I wink at her.

“Right away.” She smiles, noting down her order before leaving.

To pass the time, I rub Euclid’s leg with my own under the table and she reciprocates. We play like that, lovey dovey, until the waitress brings us our order. A single big parfait with two long spoons stuck into the sides.

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Before she can do anything, I quickly snatch it away.

“Eehhhh! I want to try it too!” She whines. I throw away one of the spoons, and taking the other, I dip it into the parfait. It has a bit of cream and a strawbery piece on it. Smiling at her, I offer to feed her.

She hesitates for a moment, and then bends down and has a taste.

I repeat this action again, and again. Euclid gets heated.

She chews the offered sweet and swallows, before speaking up.

“This is quite romantic, but it is embarrassing, mistress!” She complains. “I do not want to have the entire parfait like that!”

“Fair enough.” I back up my chair a little, spread my legs and slap my thigh. “Come here, darling.”

Stunned by what I am asking her, she looks around noting how many people there are.

“Who cares about them? Come here.” I lightly slap my thing again for emphasis. At my prompting, gingerly, the redheaded girl stands up from her seat and stealthily scuttles up to me. She braces her arms around my neck, sits herself in my lap, and lifts her long legs over the chair armrests. I support her back with one of my arms and with the other scop up a spoon of parfait cream.

“Am.” She bites into it thoughtfully and relishes the taste. “It is great. More, mistress!” She demands of me.

I oblige her and feed her the parfait for a while. Eventually, she looks at me in the eyes with concern.

“Um, mistress, won’t you have any yourself? I feel bad being the only one who enjoys sweets.” Her eyes look soulful as she looks at me, and I peck her lips with mine. We exchange a few kisses at that, and I get an idea. Throwing away my spoon, I lean across her and lick the parfait, scoping it up with my tongue. There is still a lot of it left in the glass cup.

I look up at her with my tongue out and offer her the sweet.

“Ah!” A bead of sweat rolls down her rosy cheek as she realizes what I want her to do. Gulping, she pulls herself closer using my neck as a lever, opens her mouth hungrily, slowly leans closer and licks the sweet parfait cream off my tongue as if it were a spoon. I feel her lips fully engulfing and sucking on me as she does so. Unable to stop herself, he sucking and licking turns into a deep kiss, and our tongues intertwine. I enjoy the sweet taste of the cream still lingering in her mouth.

When we break off, I can see a drunken, dazed smile on her face, as if she is looking faraway. I am excited by this date of ours as well, though not to her degree.

Not letting up, I lean across again and scope up the parfait. Again, I offer it off my tongue to her.

“Mistress..” Drunkenly, she licks off her meal. “It is your turn…” She pushes it into me, and our tongues intertwine again. This time we enjoy it together, mixing the sweet between our tongues, enjoying both the sweet and each other. We parted sloppily and as I looked into her eyes, I thought her pupils had turned heart shaped. Her face was flushed and she had a goofy, happy smile.

At that point, I realized it was time to move to the bedroom. I took hold of her in order with the intent of carrying her like a bride to the nearest private place. Just as I was about to lift her, I felt only air. The sudden lack of weight nearly caused me to stumble.

I look around dumbly, but what happened is obvious. Euclid logged out in a sudden bout of self control, leaving me stranded again.

“Damn it.” Sigh, I’ll get her next time for sure. I have plenty of dating experience, so I am not going to let this little setback upset me.

From my upright position, I sit back and start eating the parfait with my fingers, enjoying the taste.

But I must say…

It is nothing short of miraculous how much of Euclid’s heart is a girl’s now. She is so cute, and not just in appearance, but in actions as well. Usually, the guys who switch sides take a few years to adjust their manners, but not only does she have that internalized, the way her attraction triggers work is not that of a guy either. It really makes me want to chase her.

What a scary girl.