The Ambush: A Fragile Transgression
Her uniform was right there, within reach. Without thinking, I extended my hand. The mere touch sent a jolt of euphoria through me, as if I were slipping into another dimension.
But in the next heartbeat, Sakurako appeared. Before I could even think of escaping, I was pinned down.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
Her voice was like ice. I shivered, my words failing me. “It’s… it was just a joke…”
“A joke? You think that covers it?” Sakurako narrowed her eyes, her gaze sharp enough to draw blood. “Then you won’t mind coming to my house, will you? You’re going to give me a full explanation.”
I couldn’t resist. I followed her like a condemned man, my mind a blank void of terror until we arrived at her doorstep.
The Matriarch’s Judgment: A Sinister Approval
Inside, we were met by her mother—a woman who radiated a strict, suffocating elegance.
“Sakurako, what is this? A friend?”
“Hardly, Mother. This creep tried to steal my uniform.”
The mother’s expression sharpened instantly. “Oh dear… that is quite a problem.”
I shrank back, unable to squeeze out a single word of defense.
“Hey, Mother,” Sakurako began, a cruel glint in her eyes. “Can I make him do whatever I want as punishment?”
The mother paused, a slow, unnerving smirk spreading across her face. “I suppose… that could be interesting. I’m curious to see exactly what you’ll have him do.”
Resistance was impossible. Following Sakurako’s orders, I was forced to step into her uniform. As the skirt flared around my legs, a bizarre sensation washed over me. As the transformation progressed, the person in the mirror became someone—something—entirely different.
“Heh. You wanted to wear it so badly, didn’t you? It suits you perfectly.” Sakurako laughed, her eyes full of dark delight.
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