Chapter 472: A Real Shame
Isaac had just finished setting Lucas down on one of the sewing counters, feeling thankful they had given the rest of the workers the day off today after they had been slaving-away non-stop for the last 20 days. It would have been quite embarrassing for the boss to be seen in such a sorry state by his employees.
Looking down at the slightly twitching young man before him, Isaac couldn’t help chuckling a bit, thinking back on how he had disdained working for such a boy when they first met.
Things were very different now, with both him and Felicity being completely and totally dedicated to helping Lucas achieve his dreams.
The little book of designs Lucas had provided them on the day they arrived in Misty City was filled with fantastical ideas, things neither of them had ever even imagined trying to create before, and that was just the starting point.
Lucas had promised them that as long as they could make his designs a reality, they would be free to continue experimenting down the same lines, or even to pursue other, even wilder ideas of their own. He even made them an offer to become shareholders in the new clothing business he was planning to set up, with each of them owning 5% of the company’s shares.
It had taken the two of them a little while to figure out what Lucas meant by ’5% of the shares’, but once they had, they were blown away by their new boss’ generosity.
They could now see why everyone was so eager to work for Lucas, and why they all treated him with such respect and reverence.
Other than repeatedly demanding the impossible of them, he was the best boss anyone could ask for!
Just imagining what the next year, or two years, or 10 years would be like working for Lucas, making his and their own dreams come true, Isaac found it difficult to sleep. He wanted nothing more than to dive right in and weave the future of the fashion industry with his own two hands.
The young man was so lost in thought that he almost missed when the knock came at the shop’s door.
Turning around, Isaac was greeted by the sight of 2 young girls waiting there, both of them extraordinary beauties in the making.
Hurriedly making his way over, Isaac opened the door for Eris and Christina and allowed them inside, telling them just what the Marquess had told him to, to head to the changing room.
The two girls nodded politely, then briefly looked towards the passed-out Lucas before ignoring him and making their way to the back of the shop.
Normally, Isaac would have tried getting closer to these two, or chatting them up a bit in anticipation of their futures, but he knew that both Eris and Christina were completely off-limits, not only because of their extraordinary statuses, but also because they were his boss’ future women.
As a young man himself with a fair bit of... experience, Isaac could easily see the way his boss looked at these two, and the way they looked at him.
Lucas had even gone so far as to spend an extraordinary amount of money to make new clothing for them, so it was obvious to Isaac what his boss’ intentions were.
The underwear was one thing, but in Isaac’s opinion as both a man and as a tailor, it was the ’other’ items Lucas had prepared, the ones he was planning on revealing after the girls had gotten over the shock of the bra and panty sets, that were the real expression of his feelings for them.
Glancing over at the unconscious boy, Isaac pitied his young boss a bit as he would likely be unable to see the fruits of his labour today, which was a real shame.
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"Yes, hook it just like that," Felicity instructed from the side, her voice coming through more confidently now that the topic had turned strictly to her profession.
"Now lean forward a bit and adjust the cups around your breasts until they fit comfortably."
"En, good, now shorten the straps until everything feels snug, but not tight. This isn’t like using cloth to bind your chest, it’s meant to be a more natural, relaxed support."
Celestina, always open to trying new things, had no trouble taking instructions from a mere Eighth Step Vein Opening Realm girl, especially when the other side knew far better what they were talking about than she did.
Slipping into the panties had been easy enough, as all she needed to do was step into them and pull them up, but putting on the bra was a bit more work than she originally anticipated.
Still, no more than a minute after they had started, Celestina stood in front of the dressing room’s full-length mirror, another recent purchase Lucas must have made and had delivered to Misty City aboard the Vast Ocean Trading Company convoy that was still anchored down at the city’s southern docks.
Despite being barefoot and wearing nothing but a crimson-red set of underwear, the colour matching almost perfectly with her lustrous hair, Celestina Balfour still radiated the same calm confidence she always did, and honestly, why wouldn’t she?
Turning to the left, then to the right, brushing her hair back then tossing it slightly, Celestina examined how she looked from every angle, and there was only one conclusion she or anyone else watching could draw, she was stunning.
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Felicity, as the only other person in the room at the moment, was also captivated by the sight of the powerful woman before her. The new bra and panties were an outstanding innovation, no doubt, but in her personal opinion, clothes were only complete once they were worn by someone worthy of them.
Celestina was undoubtedly worthy.
"You look... beautiful, My Lady," Felicity unconsciously uttered, gasping in shock at her own gaff in the next second as she hurriedly bowed in apology.
"Hahaha," Celestina laughed heartily and patted the young woman on her head, "Why are you apologizing for offering honest praise to someone? Don’t you think that’s a bit strange?"
"B-but you... you are..." Felicity stuttered.
"In here? I’m just another woman. A naked one, at that," Celestina smiled warmly before offering compliments of her own, "This is fantastic work, the most comfortable set of undergarments I’ve ever worn, by far. You should be proud of yourself."