Changing Clothes

(Ailena’s Perspective)

“…”

Thump, thump! Thump, thump!

Holding the swimsuit the young lady handed back, my fingertips felt its silky texture, my ears filled with the clamor of my own heartbeat.

“Ailena, hurry up. You’re wasting playtime.”

“Ugh…”

Fine, I’ll try putting it on her with my eyes closed…

“Ailena, how can you dress me properly with your eyes shut? What if it’s on backward?”

“…”

The young lady always has a way to convince me…

Giving up resistance, I opened my eyes.

Her bare figure was fully exposed before me.

Compared to her childish frame two years ago, the young lady now had the budding curves of a young woman. Her rigorous training gave her a toned, shapely body, and paired with her above-average height, it was hard to pin down her age.

Thanks to my daily care, her skin wasn’t tanned by the sun but glowed with a healthy fairness.

…A point of pride for me, yet now it made me unbearably embarrassed.

Though I’d seen her during baths, the mindset then was entirely different, and so was the shame.

“Ailena, hurry.”

Her urging left me no time to prepare…

No choice, I had to comply.

Her swimsuit was a white two-piece—bold on top but with a conservative slanted skirt below… Just imagining it made my cheeks flush.

Good thing she was facing away… or she’d see my face red to my neck.

I don’t know how I got the swimsuit on her, only remembering the lingering softness and warmth of her skin on my fingertips.

That alone was enough to crash my brain…

But her next move was even harder to handle.

“Alright, Ailena, your turn to strip.”

“…What? Young lady, what are you saying?”

Did I hear that wrong?

“What do you mean, what? Strip.”

No, no, no… Why is she telling me to strip?!

As if reading my inner complaints, she continued:

“This is a changing room. How do you change without taking off your clothes?”

Is she… planning to dress me?

“…Young lady, I… I can change myself! You don’t need to help! Besides… a servant having their mistress dress them? That’s improper!”

“Ailena…”

She narrowed her eyes, staring at me with a questioning look.

“You’re planning to tamper with the swimsuit, aren’t you? Like adding a cover-up.”

How did she know?!

“Hmph, no use talking! Strip, Ailena! Or do you want me to do it for you?”

“I… I’ll do it!”

Under her gaze, I slowly peeled off my clothes.

But her piercing stare was so unsettling… It’s not the first time I’ve been exposed before her, but I’ve never felt this embarrassed.

Before I knew it, my eyes were misty.

“Please… don’t keep staring, young lady…”

“Ugh…”

To my surprise, she covered her mouth and turned away, no longer looking.

I relaxed a bit, but a tiny pang of disappointment crept in.

With her gaze gone, I finally shed all my clothes…

“Y-Young lady, I’m ready.”

Even though we’re both girls, even though I was a boy in my past life… I instinctively covered my chest with my arms.

“…!”

Feeling her eyes again, I wasn’t sure if it was my imagination, but her stare was like a beast eyeing prey.

“…Young lady?”

“Ah… Ahem, I’m coming over, Ailena.”

Finally, the swimsuit part began…

“Mm…!”

Her fingertips grazed my skin, tickling. Unaccustomed, I let out a soft hum.

“You okay, Ailena?”

Hearing it, she stopped immediately.

“I-I’m fine… Just ticklish… Keep going, young lady.”

“Alright… Lift your arms, Ailena.”

“Mm…”

I raised my hands, and she slid the black fabric over my chest, securing the heavy “pudding.”

“Young lady… let me do the bottom…”

“No way.”

“Ugh…”

My protests failed, and I let her take over.

As she dressed the lower half, her hands brushed my thighs.

A jolt like electricity shot up my spine.

“Ngh…”

I covered my mouth to stifle any strange sounds.

My face felt hot enough to explode.

This was even more embarrassing than undressing…

Mere seconds felt like ten centuries.

“Done. It suits you, Ailena.”

Finally finished…

This should be the end, right?

Just as I sighed in relief, something behind me was pinched hard.

“Yah!”

“Wow… So soft…”

“Young lady! What are you doing!”

Tears in my eyes, I glared fiercely at the culprit.

“Sorry… Ailena, I couldn’t help it.”

“Why couldn’t you help it?!”

“It’s so noticeable! Anyone would want to try, right? Besides, it’s normal for girls to do this. If it bothers you, pinch me back?”

“No way!”

I was on the verge of tears.

After much fuss, the young lady and I finally emerged from the changing room.

I could feel the lingering heat on my face.

Paired with the black bikini she “carefully” picked, my temperature wouldn’t drop.

…My chest felt exposed, and covering it with my arms didn’t fully help. The bottom had a sheer skirt, but its transparency only heightened my shame.

“Ugh…”

All I could do was let out a faint whimper.

“You two are so slow.”

“We’ve already started playing!”

The trio, already changed, greeted us.

They reacted normally to the young lady, but their eyes changed when they saw me.

“…Wow, bold.”

Olivia covered her mouth, feigning shock.

I didn’t choose this swimsuit!

Margaret pressed her hands to her flat chest, her eyes deader than a fish’s.

“Just… one year apart? Is this the gap in bloodlines?”

Elizabeth gently patted Margaret’s shoulder in comfort.

“How’s that? My Ailena’s amazing, right?”

Arms crossed, head high, the young lady’s nose practically grew with pride.

“…”

Being stared at by multiple eyes was pure torture.

…Does no one care about my feelings? Don’t maids’ lives matter?