Jonathan took the dress behind a screen, where he began trying to put it on. But no matter how much he tried, he couldn’t find a way to put it on. There seemed to be buttons that served no function, pointless frills and ribbons that seemed like they’d just get in the way and whenever the dress caught the light, he had to look away.
Giving up trying to put it on, he simply lifted it up and put his head through from the bottom. He was surprised as the dress flowed over him, moulding itself to his form. He still felt the air on his wings, and looked around to see the material of the dress had coated them. Looking down, he saw one problem: his wings weren’t the only thing the dress had moulded itself to. His breasts moved up and down as he breathed, the erect nipples, now bright green, sticking out in-front of him.
Risking a look around the screen, he saw Salifierre pacing while she waited for him, her nipples completely hidden by her dress.
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