Chapter 234: Our Dark Desires, Made Flesh.
Celia: “(/ />/ _ /
Lyrica: “…”
Frances: “…”
If you thought that I meant anything sexual as being our new, dark desires, you’d be quite wrong; I’ll have you know! None of Celia’s wives were into lolis, nor teens. Look, not that we have anything against such tastes, just as long as said person is an adult, then it’s fine.
For us, we can look however we’d like, so don’t be surprised that many Higher Beings indulge in those kinds of play. Now, back to our present situation… Celia was currently in a cute Japanese schoolgirl uniform, loafers, and even pairing the outfit with a matching school bag. It was of my wife’s design, as well! Ah, right… Our desires were about…dressing Celia up in types of clothing that we have yet to see her in. For this case, attire that fits a teen girl.
Guanyu: “Celia, this design is absolutely splendid, as per usual.” She mused with an appraising tone, as she looked her wife all over with a keen eye.
Celia: “…”
Frances: “Indeed it is. If Japanese girls wore an outfit like this… there’d be an epidemic of sexual assaults against them. It’d be best if this design never sees the light of day; it is honestly quite dangerous.” She said with an impressed, yet worried tone and expression.
Lyrica: “Mom, if I was wearing it…” She got cut off.
Frances: “I would take you to bed this exact second, and we wouldn’t stop that session for at least two days. However, I won’t let that happen; I’ve no desire to lose my mind to lust.” She warned with a seductively restrained tone.
Lyrica: “(>3<)”
This outfit being dangerous is…honestly an understatement. It wouldn’t be wrong to call it a new cursed item, one of my wife’s own creation. And, to be fair, we did specifically request for Celia to make the design as sexy as possible, but without it looking bad or too sexual.
Rather, one could wear this in public with no issues, for most of the time. The real danger would be someone who has a fetish for school uniforms, things like that. Though, that wasn’t on our mind when we asked Celia for this, we’re just messing around at the end of the day, after all.
Vulely: “How about a sailor schoolgirl outfit next? I’m sure that you’ll be able to make something grand, dear.” I suggested with a lusty tone, despite doing my best to sound normal.
Guanyu: “Sailor? Did Japanese schoolgirls used to sail? I’m joking, don’t take that seriously… Anyway, Celia, she’s right; I would like to see at least one variant of schoolgirl uniform. That is, if you’re willing.” She added with a feigned confused, before realizing that her joke wasn’t going to hit, pivoting to being oddly serious in her tone, one that she typically speaks with.
Celia: “Let’s stop the dress-up, Vulely, Guanyu. We shouldn’t keep Frances and Lyrica waiting any longer, you know. As an apology…I’ll design ten total schoolgirl uniform outfits, and then you two can explore them and me in bed later. How about that instead?” She proposed with a warm tone.
Vulely: “I’m far, far, more aroused by how you usually look, Celia; not this young form.” I denied with a shrug, trying to not seem so deeply intrigued and taken by her offer.
Guanyu: “I agree with that, Vulely. This youthful body isn’t much to my sexual liking, either.” She expressed with equal restraint.
Celia: “Oh, of course; I meant that I’ll wear them in my normal form.” She clarified with a laugh.
Guanyu and Vulely: “(O.o)”