the modeling continues

Cassandra was apparently aiming for contrast. The next set of lingerie Fisti was modeling was pure white.

It had a certain innocent quality to them, but that was only as long as you don’t give them a closer look.

Because this set of underwear happens to be see through.

Fisti had not noticed that particular facet as she showed off this new set with a bit more vigor, much to Cassandra’s amusement. Meanwhile I was **** to consider the dilemma if I should inform Fisti of the fact or feign ignorance and spare her from further embarrassment.

“Ya know?”, Fisti commented with a slightly blushing smile as she showed me her butt “I kinda like these. At least they aren’t that revealing.”

That almost caused Cassandra to burst into laughter but in the end we made it through that pair without revealing the secret. Uh...poor choice of words.

Next came something that looked suspiciously familiar.

Fisti was dressed in Hebi-san’s lingerie. “W-w-what is this?”, she complained.

“Exactly what it looks like”, Cassandra explained. “This falls under fetish wear. Galmon stuff is fairly popular.”

“I’m not wearing some kink stuff!”

I mean that wasn’t really the issue here. This underwear was proportioned after Hebi-san. And Hebi-san happened to have rather massive breasts.

Poor Fisti had no other choice but to hold the bra part of the outfit up or suffer a wardrobe malfunction.

“Your verdict, Daddy?”

I gulped. The contrast between Hebi-san and Fisti wearing the same outfit was certainly stark. I guess how you act while you are wearing it really makes a difference.

“It looks cute, but don’t you have it in her size?”

“Nah”, Cassandra denied. “Would ruin the optics. Should we try the Sexy-Knight set next? That one’s even more hilarious.” The huntress laughed.

“No thank ya”, Fisti grumbled. “Can we about finish this up?”

I’m inclined to agree. Not that I don’t enjoy Fisti showing off her body but there’s no reason to **** the poor girl.

Besides, I still need to ask her about Sylphid.

“Alright, fine we can make this one the last pair”, Cassandra stated. That was surprisingly reasonable coming from her.

The apparently final piece Fisti was modeling for us was a modest sky blue bra and panty set. I mean it didn’t look bad but I was expecting Cassandra to go out with more of a bang.

“That’s not half bad.” Even Fisti herself admitted as much as she posed a bit.

It did look good on her. Very understated which I think suits her better.

“Alright, so this one is special”, Cassandra stated and handed me a remote.

“What is this?”

“Push the bright red button.”

“D-Don’t push that button!”, Fisti screamed.

I mean, obviously. “What does this do, Cassandra?”

“Push it and find out.”

“Do not push that button, Mari!”

…

It WAS a very nice and shiny button.

“Mari! I’m warning ya!”

…

…

….click.

“Argghhhhh!”

Fisti screamed in abject horror, bracing herself to whatever fate this devilish underwear might have in store for her.

And yet…

“Eh?”

Nothing happened.

Both me and Fisti were very confused. I mean I was expecting this to give her an orgasm or maybe have the panties vibrate.

I pushed the button again and again. Still nothing.

“Is this thing broken?”, I asked Cassandra

But the huntress merely shrugged. “Hard to say, what do you think Fisti? Notice anything?”

“W-what do ya mean, slaver?” Fisti grumbled. “I don’t notice any…” the martial artist stopped mid sentence. “Oh...eh? Eh? Eeeehh?”

Fisti was clearly experiencing something...but I didn’t notice any physical changes and she didn’t look particularly aroused either. She had a blush on her face, but that was obviously just from being agitated.

“What’s wrong, Fisti?”

The martial artist gulped. “Can ya say that again?”

“What’s wrong?”

“N-No...that...after.”

“Fisti?”

She let out a bit of a weird noise. “Ha...umm...what? Huh?” And started to mumble again.

Alright, this has gone on long enough. “Cassandra explain.”

The huntress chuckled. “These are called cupid panties. They are magically imbued with the effect to make the wearer fall in love.”

We both stared at Cassandra in shock.

“The recipient of that love…” Cassandra nudged towards the remote. “You’re smart enough to piece the rest together, right Daddy?”

“Y-Ya raging lunatic!”, Fisti screamed. “What did ya do? I like Sylphid!”

“No, you don’t. At least not right now, right?”, Cassandra gave her an evil smirk.

“Cassandra”, I gritted my teeth. “Reverse this right now.”

“Can’t”, the huntress happily stated. “Don’t worry, it’s not permanent. The effect only lasts for a couple hours. but you did hit the button three times, so, she’s really fucking madly in love with you right now.”

“I’m not”, Fisti took a deep breath. “I’m not in love with Sir Mari...I mean, urgh! M-Mari! No. I don’t...haaa...haaaa...”

Fisti was staring at me with a very, very conflicting expression. “Me heart, it’s like..bursting...ugh…”

“Oh, screw this!”, I groaned. “Fisti, you are no longer in...”

“Don’t”, Cassandra interrupted me sharply. “This mind type stuff is not something you want to mess with, Daddy. Just let the magic run it’s course unless you want her to get brain damage or something.

Oh, fucking great!

“Sides, it’s pretty hot, right?”

“It most certainly is not!”, I objected adamantly.

But the way Fisti was looking at me. The desire basically oozed out of every pore of her body.

...

Yeah, it was pretty hot.

“It’s...it’s ok..Sir...I mean, Mari...I just need to endure this, right? For a couple hours. I can do this.”

“Sure, if you want to **** yourself like that”, Cassandra smirked and put an arm around her poor victim. “Wonder if Daddy will allow this though.”

“And what is that supposed to mean?”

“Well, if you don’t want Loveydovey here spending the next few hours in complete agony, you better spend that time as her loving boyfriend. Cuddles, kisses. All that stuff and if you really want to make her happy…” Cassandra grinned.

After all the horrible people I met I really didn’t think Cassandra still had it in her to make me absolutely hate her.

But she really likes proving me wrong.