Bit's Festival Uniform

The Asian girl did not look happy, but she stepped up as instructed.

“This one will be fun,” she said, and she pointed her wand at Bit, murmuring the trigger phrase.

The swirling blur moved over Bit, changing her outfit from head to toe. Moments later, her outfit was complete.

Bit was now outfitted in a tiny pink pleated skirt and a white belly-baring top with a plunging v-neckline that had a large pink bow at the bottom of the v. She had pink gloves reaching halfway up her forearms and pink high heels.

Bit’s facial expression had altered somewhat as well. Bit had very Asian features to begin with, but they appeared to be even more exaggerated now. Her eyes in particular appeared much larger.

The best part of her new outfit, however—at least to me—was her hair. She now had pink hair...and it was arranged in two pigtails gathered from the top of her head and extending all the way to her ankles.

“Oh...my...gawd,” said Bit, turning away from the mirror. “What the hell did you do to my hair and why do I look like a Sailor Moon reject?”

Millicent looked over Bit, then nodded. “You’re perfect,” she said. “You’re an anime girl. Very popular look at comic conventions.”

“Stereotype much?!” said Bit, teeth clenched. “Pink hair?! Pigtails?!”

“Don’t be such a baby,” said Millicent. “Give me a big smile.”

Bit appeared ready to protest, but suddenly her features relaxed and her head tilted slightly to the side. Then she closed one eye and flashed a double-V with the fingers of both hands.

Millicent laughed. “Perfect!”

Bit blinked. Then her eyes widened. “Hey! No way! That’s not what I meant to do!”

Millicent smiled. “I know,” she said. “You’re programmed that way right now, however, so you’ll react like an adorable little Asian girl every chance you get. And you’re going to be really popular when the fan service aspect kicks in and you’re flashing your panties every couple minutes.”

Bit opened her mouth to retort, but found herself tilting her head, closing an eye and flashing double Vs with her fingers again.

The angry Asian girl stamped her foot in frustration.

Millicent nodded her satisfaction, then turned to Bit’s brother, John.