Chapter 4

Who is it?

Matt about you

"The Mad Hatter's kid, Matt Hatter." Continued Evie.

"Now now, I'm not that bad now, is it?" A short guy in a oversized top hat and a overcoat that dragged on the floor appeared right behind Evie. He pushed her aside and shook both of Mal's hands. "Matt Hatter, pleased to make your acquaintance."

"Pleasure is all mine." Mal pressed her arms against her body to keep her towel from falling off. Getting her hands back and holding them against her chest, she asked, "Are you sure you can make a new dress in such a short amount of time?"

"My lady, I don't have the nickname 'Mad Dresser' for nothing, you know. Or was it 'Bad Dresser'? Eh, I'm sure it won't matter. Now come along now, let's make a dress more special than the event it's made for!" The little man jumped up, grabbed Mal's hand and dragged her to the bedroom. He put her on a pedestal, got a measuring tape from his hat and ripped her towel clean off.

"Hey!" Mal raised her leg to cover her crotch and crossed her arms, covering her chest.

"I need to measure your sizes, if you want a dress that actually fits."

Mal slowly lowered her arms and leg, exposing her breasts and shaved vagina. "Just, just make it quick, alright."

And quick he did. He measured her body with inhuman speed. "Hmm, dress size 4, body measurements 34-24-32, bra 32C. Got it." In the blink of an eye he started working on the dress with such speeds that Mal couldn't even follow him. Not even a few minutes had passed, or Matt announced,

"Done!"

Mal looked in the mirror. "I... it's..."

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