Haruka sighed as she opened up the box with her racing queen costume in it.
She didn't like the situation as it was, and could only hope that Daisuke had some restraint now that she was in his palm. Nonetheless, she would continue on.
Perseverance was something she did well. Besides, it was like what the Princess had said... it was just a situation that in the end would only last a month.
She flushed as she recalled her visit to Usagi, tears in her eyes at her loss. And the sweet dumpling head had managed to cheer her up, it was also obvious from her look that Mamoru had finally gotten lucky or the Princess or both of them. The well-fucked glow was something she was used to seeing on Michiru and her face in the mirror after one of their more... intense sessioans.
A good twenty minutes later, Haruka stepped out of the changing room... only instead of dressed in her usual racing jumpsuit, she now wore... something else.
Daisuke whistled with appreciation at the sight of Haruka wearing the modified cheongsum, the top hugging her whole body like a bodyglove. While the bottom had a slit all the way up to her hip. Since it came with a panty tailored into it, Daisuke knew that she literally was wearing nothing more than that thin layer of polyester.
"I hate you."
The silly smile on Daisuke's face did nothing to assage Haruka's bad feeling about this. However, as it stood, she was STILL more covered than she normally would have been in her senshi costume.
Haruka turned about, so that her back was accessable to Daisuke's hands, revealing the zipper at the back pulled up from its oginal in the small of her back up to just below her shoulder blades. "I need you to zip me up."
The fact that he could see no bra strap only made his smile grow wider as he zipped her outfit up. "That costume looks really good on you, you know."
It was something Haruka had suspected, which was why had put on the costume on, after all, she was no welcher. It wasn't that she found that she liked obeying Daisuke... not at all. His manly way of forcing her to do his bidding didn't make her knees just the slightest wobbly. It was merely the fact that she wasn't used to high heels, that's all.
As she walked about on the high heels, getting used to the outfit, Haruka frowned as she felt the panty portion start to ride up into her mount. If she didn't know better, she could have sworn that that part was just a little bit too small or rather short.
Behind her, she didn't see Daisuke's smile at her apparant disconfort, it was something that he had planned when he had ordered that costume. Giving very specific details to the tailor that the panty portion were to ride up, being a size too small outside of the hip's width, and the rear just an inch too short.
As he raced to the car... he cheerfully gave a smack to Haruka's rear. "For luck."
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