The bottom line of giving in little by little

The soft garment was tailored to fit as if it were custom-made.

Finding a moment of peace in the fitting room, Su Ran suddenly thought of a question.

Manager Winnie seemed to have picked out the underwear for her the moment they walked in, right?

‘How did she know my size?’

“Su Ran, does it fit well? Do you need me to get you another set?”

Winnie’s timely inquiry appeared, dispelling Su Ran’s doubts.

‘Maybe it was just a coincidence.’

In truth, Winnie already knew Su Ran’s measurements by heart.

After all, she had changed Su Ran into Her Highness’s pajamas before.

From Her Highness’s pajamas, she could estimate the general size, and after two visual inspections, she had already recorded Su Ran’s body data.

Hearing Winnie’s question, Su Ran became flustered.

On one hand was the comfort of having her body supported; on the other was what little self-respect she had left, which prevented her from frankly admitting that the underwear she had put on was indeed a perfect fit.

“Do you need me to come in and help you?”

Seeing Su Ran’s prolonged silence, Winnie’s voice grew closer.

The tips of her shoes also appeared outside the fitting room.

It seemed she had no intention of waiting for Su Ran’s answer and was about to enter herself.

“Manager, don’t! The clothes fit well…”

From beginning to end, Su Ran still found it difficult to bring herself to utter those two words, a long road still ahead before she could calmly accept it.

However, for Winnie, Su Ran putting it on and admitting it was a good fit was progress enough.

Besides, she hadn’t been a woman for long; Winnie wouldn’t push her.

The curtain wasn’t fully drawn, just opened a small slit, allowing Winnie to peek inside for a few moments.

Inside the fitting room, the young lady’s black hair cascaded down.

A pink blush climbed from the roots of her ears.

The faint yellow fabric on her body made her skin appear even fairer than snow.

Her slender arms crossed in front of her, as if trying to add another layer of protection.

Now, the girl was like a frightened rabbit cowering in the corner of the fitting room, too preoccupied to even take down the little dress hanging on the wall.

‘Manager! You’ll be the death of me.’

Su Ran’s voice carried a hint of soft meekness and coquettish anger, making one feel an uncontrollable urge to bully her.

Winnie paid no mind to Su Ran’s coquettish complaint.

Her attention was drawn to a rectangular piece of black-gray cloth on the floor.

She then spoke, “Why is there a rag here? Hurry up and throw it away.”

Faced with Winnie’s words, Su Ran couldn’t find a reason to object for a moment.

She couldn’t possibly tell Winnie that it was something she had brought with her.

If she did, she would also have to explain why she wore it.

Was it for so-called ventilation and ease of movement?

“I’ll ask a clerk to help you dispose of it.”

“N… No need, I’ll do it myself.”

Under Winnie’s “thoughtful” suggestion, Su Ran personally threw the item into the trash can inside the fitting room.

Seeing that Su Ran had finished disposing of it, Winnie felt it was time to move on to the next step.

“Since it fits, just wear it. We still have many things to buy.”

Confirming the underwear fit her body, Winnie took out a bank card from her handbag and gave it to the sales guide at her side.

“Wrap all of those up. Use the size of the one she’s wearing.”

Seeing Su Ran’s intention to put on the dress and come out, she pressed lightly on the edge of the curtain and said, “There’s still something else you need to wear. Don’t be in such a hurry.”

With that said, the sales guide came to Winnie’s side, holding several pairs of white stockings selected from the shop next door.

“Come on, change into these.”

A whisper like a demon’s appeared in Su Ran’s ear.

She had never imagined that even after the underwear, there were stockings waiting for her.

However, she had already put on the underwear; a mere pair of white stockings was nothing.

This time, Su Ran’s internal resistance had lessened considerably.

She obediently followed Winnie’s words, randomly picked a pair from the sales guide’s hands, and took them into the fitting room.

The white stockings felt silky smooth to the touch.

Su Ran gently pointed her toes and slipped her foot in.

Snap.

A soft, comfortable feeling of being wrapped came from her calf, extending all the way up her thigh as Su Ran pulled them on.

‘Is this really me?’

After pulling on both stockings, Su Ran looked in the mirror, and a sense of satisfaction welled up from her heart.

Knock, knock, knock. Winnie’s knocking on the fitting room wall brought Su Ran back to her senses.

From under the curtain, Winnie timely pushed in a pair of light purple high heels.

Obviously, Winnie had taken the witch outfit’s color scheme into consideration, specially selecting this pair of high heels to match it.

Once a person starts to cross their bottom line, it becomes difficult to maintain it again, as the difficulty of acceptance gets lower and lower.

A mere pair of high heels, for Su Ran, had already reached a point where she could agree with pleasure without even thinking.

Putting the little witch dress back on and then changing into the high heels, Su Ran was completely revitalized with a new radiance.

Walking cautiously, still not used to the high heels, Su Ran pulled open the curtain and stepped out.

Her fair and tender skin, and the absolute territory formed by the intersection of the white stockings and the hem of her skirt—it could be said that Su Ran’s charm had increased significantly compared to before.

The only thing that could be considered a slight regret was that she hadn’t chosen a strapless style for her underwear; two transparent straps were visible on her exposed shoulders.

When Winnie saw Su Ran’s appearance, a trace of panic flashed through her calm eyes.

Although Su Ran’s appearance was still somewhat unseasoned, it was precisely this immaturity that made her as tempting as an unripe fruit hanging on a tree.

“Alright, wrap up the rest of the clothes.”

Originally, Winnie had wanted Su Ran to try on many other styles of dresses, but seeing her in the light purple witch dress, she instantly dismissed the thought.

Although Su Ran stated that there was no more room for improvement in her attire, Winnie still believed she could work on the accessories.

Thus, ignoring Su Ran’s protests, Winnie pressed her down in front of a vanity mirror.

Fortunately, the women’s clothing section where Dai Lian was located had everything.

Coupled with Winnie’s generous spending today and Su Ran’s stunning beauty…

All the shops in the women’s clothing section opened their doors for Su Ran, providing unconditional support for everything from clothing to makeup trials.

The shop assistants also wanted to see what Su Ran, with her exquisite features, would look like after being fully made up.

Winnie didn’t touch the two ribbon-tied pigtails that came with the outfit.

To prevent her bare shoulders from looking too empty, Winnie even found a lace choker to put around her slender neck.

After finishing the basic look, Winnie applied light makeup on Su Ran, coated her pink lips with shimmering lip gloss, and dotted a few small stars at the corner of her right eye.

When it was all done, the shop assistants gathered around Su Ran couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration upon seeing her after the makeup was complete.

The Su Ran before them seemed to be the very embodiment of worldly beauty.

Any magnificent rhetoric would be inappropriate to describe her; empty words could no longer capture her beauty.

Moreover, the shop assistants didn’t notice that as they surrounded the makeup counter, they had attracted even more customers to watch.