“I think this is a bit much.” Stella’s nervous voice drifted out from the dressing room.

“Nah, I bet you look fine. Come out already, I want to see.” Ichika stood outside, slowly growing impatient.

“I-If you say so.”

The door to the dressing room opened as Stella stepped out. She was wearing a form fitting, wine red dress with deep cleavage that reached just past her hips. The entire inner sides of Stella’s breasts were exposed, even showing a bit of under-boob. Her bra was clearly visible.

Ichika seemed satisfied. “Damn, you look good in that. You’ve got a good figure. Heck, you could probably be a model.” She walked confidently forward and slipped a finger into Stella’s cleavage, tugging at the center of her exposed bra. “Gotta get you something that’s not going to stand out so much though.”

Stella’s face turned red at the sensation of Ichika’s finger between her breasts. She nervously stepped back, covering her chest. “Th-That shouldn’t be necessary. I don’t think I’ll be buying this one.”

“Aww come on, it looks so good. You would kill at the clubs with that. Besides, you said whatever I thought was best was good, right?” She had a coy grin.

“Y-Yes but… I believe I do have to draw a line. I was thinking perhaps something more like what you’re wearing now.” Stella gestured to Ichika’s current outfit, a tight-fitting black t-shirt with a deep v neck and a pair of short shorts with torn hems.

Ichika looked to her outfit. “This? I was pretty tired, so I just went extra casual today.” She shrugged. “But I guess we can go more modest if you want. If I had a body that nice though, I’d definitely be showing it off.”

“Well, I don’t think there’s anything wrong with showing skin, but I simply don’t think it’s for me.”

Ichika laughed. “Well fine, go change back then. I’ll find you something more toned down.”

“O-Of course.” Stella returned to the dressing room and changed back into her previous outfit.

As Stella joined Ichika in looking through the racks of clothes, Ichika spoke without looking up from her browsing. “So, what’d you wear as a guy?”

“Hmm… I suppose I dressed fairly normally. I did try to be neat and presentable. I suppose much of my wardrobe were polo shirts and button-up shirts.”

“You sound like a nerd.” Ichika grinned.

“Professionalism is very important! I need to show that I’m serious about my education!”

“If you say so. I was the type to get written up for breaking dress code pretty much every day.”

“I-I see.” Stella blushed every so slightly as she imagined what that might have looked like. “Then I take it you are not a student anymore?”

“Nah, I stopped at high school. College definitely isn’t for me. College boys are fun though.” She chuckled.

“Well, what do you do for work then?”

“I’m a bartender. Only part time though. What about you? You said you’re in school, right?”

Stella nodded. “Indeed, I am studying theater to fulfill my dream of becoming a star.”

“A star, huh?” Ichika grimaced slightly. “Well, good luck with that, I guess.”

Before Stella could respond, Ichika held out a white and gold, short-sleeved blouse with a pleated orange skirt. “How about these?”

“Ah, those look quite nice! I believe we are moving in a good direction!”

“Heh, I figured this would suit a goody-goody like you.” Ichika laughed, draping the clothes over her arm as she continued looking for more.

“Hey, I’ll have you know I take great pride in being a goody-goody!”

The mismatched pair continued their banter as they proceeded to find more outfits.

***

Dread ran down Stella’s spine as she stood face to face with perhaps the most dangerous encounter of her life. Truly, she was at the gates of hell.

Stella had been taken to a lingerie store.

As a man who had never once had any significant encounters with women, this was completely foreign territory. A forbidden realm that she had always considered off limits. Even her feminine presenting younger sibling ordered any such lingerie items from online shops, never from a place like this.

Stella was mortified.

“You just gonna to keep standing around, or what?” Ichika stood waiting for Stella to enter.

“I… it just feels so wrong…”

Ichika sighed, looking slightly irritated. “Come on, you’re a girl now, right? It’s totally normal.”

“Well, I-I suppose that is… technically correct.”

With a gulp, Stella mustered all of her courage and entered the lingerie shop. Another wall deep within her psyche was torn down.

“So do you know your size or are we going to need to get you measured?”

“Ah, I do actually know it!” Stella wore a smug expression. “I memorized the sizes on the clothes that I had when I transformed. I believe those should be accurate.”

“That should do. Now then… what to go for…” Ichika immediately started browsing the shelves before pulling out a lacy, transparent black bra. It seemed like it would hardly conceal anything at all. “What do you think?”

Stella’s face lit up red. “I-I believe that would be a bit much.”

“That’s too much? Man, you really are innocent, huh?” Ichika leaned in close with a flirtatious look in her eyes, her chest almost touching Stella’s. “You know, I’m wearing something pretty close to this right now.”

“I-I see!” Stella’s eyes flicked to Ichika’s chest for a brief moment before darting away nervously. “That said umm… I would much prefer something more modest. Perhaps easy to move in.”

Ichika chuckled at Stella’s reaction. “Relax, I’m just teasing. I think I know what to go for.”

The two spent some time searching for options, and before long they had a small stack chosen. Stella was reluctant, but she did ultimately accept she would need to try them on before purchasing them.

They found a dressing room and Stella got to work as Ichika waited outside. It went smoothly at first until… “Ah, umm… this isn’t good.”

Ichika could hear sounds of a struggle. “You good in there?”

“I appear to be a bit stuck.”

“…do you want help?”

There was a long pause. “Yes please.”

Ichika entered the dressing room to see Stella nude from the waist up save for a blue bra with embroidered floral patterns. “It just… won’t come off!”

“Let me take a look.” Ichika stepped behind Stella and observed the damage. “Geez, you didn’t clasp it right, so it got caught on the fabric. It’s on there pretty good.”

“I-I see.” Stella was a having a hard time focusing with Ichika so close to her uncovered back. Her heart was racing faster and faster.

Stella felt Ichika’s slim fingers tracing down her back and shoulders. “Your skin’s pretty nice you know. That come with the body, or do you do stuff to take care of it?”

“Oh! Umm… I don’t b-believe I do anything special.” The feeling of Ichika observing and assessing Stella only made her even more nervous.

“There, got it.” With a release of tension, Stella was freed from the bra. “You sure you know what you’re doing though? Do you need me to show you how to put these on?”

Stella’s face was bright red as the image of Ichika demonstrating entered her head. “I… I think I can figure it out soon enough on my own.”

“If you say so! Just uh… try not to hook it into the fabric again. You haven’t actually bought these, you know?”

“Y-Yes of course. I’ll be more careful.”

With that, Ichika left Stella to her business as she finished trying on clothes.