You dress up for Miruko and meet her in the gym

In the end, the thought of disappointing your gorgeous rabbit idol again on your first day is too much to bear and you **** aside any **** you have to spending the rest of the day prancing around in a very short skirt and panties. After all, if you'd just been smart enough to follow instructions in the first place and wear something cute like she wanted, you wouldn't have ended up in this position. It's all your fault for messing up and Miruko has been generous enough already not just tossing you out on your fuzzy tail for your mistake. You can't upset her anymore by being disobedient too!

Soon enough you're sliding the second stocking up your pale thigh having already hurriedly pulled on everything else, including the silky panties clinging tightly to your round butt. The skirt draped over them is rather short, but it settles very nicely over your hips with your tail poking out the back, and the cute blouse and apron fit your slender chest perfectly. Miruko's previous assistant must not have been as flat up top as you are. You blush hot at the thought of these pretty clothes being worn by her before you, down to the underwear wrapping up your tingling dick. Everything seems...very clean at least, practically new in fact, so at least she wasn't wearing them too long.

After pulling on the shoes you scramble awkwardly to your feet, struggling a moment to balance even on the small heels. Biting your lip, you take a quick glance in the mirror to make sure you haven't messed anything up. It's a rather embarrassing sight. The stockings end at your thigh, and the skirt is short enough to bare a sliver of soft, pale flesh that you're pretty sure you've never had to show off before. If you move even slightly you flash those pretty panties, and the way the blouse clings to your chest it seems to give almost the illusion of little curves there, like you had boobs! Of course you already know you look rather girly, you've been hit on by enough awful guys to be resigned to that, but...wearing this there'd be absolutely no way anyone who saw you would ever guess you were a boy!

It's lucky Miruko knows you're male already or she might get very confused. Even so, the thought of walking out in front of your gorgeous idol dressed like this is a rather embarrassing one. Sure, she's seen you wearing panties once already and got a good look at your butt when you were stuck in that hole, but...flashing the cute white underwear she has you wearing now under your skirt still feels like it'll be terribly embarrassing. If she has you...carrying things around, or cleaning, you'll be doing it every time you bend over! In fact you're not even sure what she wants you doing, but the fact that this is your new uniform doesn't exactly bode well. Is she going to make you dust her apartment or something? You're way too clumsy to do things like that!

"Come on Ren." You tell your reflection firmly, trying to firmly clamp down on the growing panic that has your cute tail bristling up behind your back. With it up like that it's lifting the skirt even more, so you'd better make sure you're calm before you walk out there in front of Miruko. Taking a few sharp breaths, you manage to once again convince yourself that this is all a small price to pay for the chance to work alongside the gorgeous idol who fills all your dreams and fantasies. The sight of her dripping with sweat and wearing just those tiny shorts and bra was already exciting enough to have your dick stirring even now, and if you're her assistant you'll be sure to see even more! And, of course, you'll be helping a hero in her very important work, which almost makes you a hero yourself just by association. You can't give up now, not when your dream is so very close!

Puffing out your chest, you turn and step towards the door, ignoring how your stupid tail is still nervously swaying from side to side. It's a bit of a struggle on these heels, and you can't help but notice how they turn your gait into an awkward waddle that has your hips wobbling and swaying alarmingly. That somehow makes sure the skirt rides up rather more than your comfortable with, flashing your thighs with each halting step. It's starting to feel like this entire outfit was designed to be as embarrassing as possible, like Miruko wants you showing off your panties at every turn. Stupid, you shake your head, there's no way a hero like her would do something like that. Even though everything fits you perfectly, there must have been something wrong with the sizes to make the outfit so revealing.

Having convinced yourself of that, you shuffle awkwardly cross the living room, praying there's no one peeking through that huge glass window and seeing you dressed this way. The open door Miruko disappeared through beckons in front of you, and as you draw closer your twitching ears pick up the sound of clinking metal and harsh, feminine grunts. Just like the rabbit hero told you, she must still be working out in her gym. That thought makes you perk up quickly, and you stumble forward, eager to catch a glimpse of Miruko sweating and using her big, heroic muscles. Breathing a little hard, you stumble through the door.

Inside is a large, open room, filled with exercise equipment, machines, weights and racks. The entire far wall is a mirror, and you're once again confronted with the sight of yourself looking like a maid from one of those seedy cafes you've always been kind of curious about, your stockinged legs on display. No matter how embarrassing though, your own figure doesn't hold your attention for more than an instant. Instead, you find your eager gaze flickering to where Miruko is standing with her back to you, a steel bar across her shoulders with several huge weights on either end. Her perfect body looks even more amazing, the gorgeous, rippling muscles of her bent legs glistening with sweat and standing out against her smooth, tanned skin. From behind, you can see just how toned her back is too under that small sports bra and the long ponytail she's tied her gorgeous white hair back into. Droplets of sweat trickle down the lines of muscle running down from her bulging shoulders as she holds all that weight up with ease. Your head feels hot as you imagine nuzzling into her and licking up each one with a gentle, adoring tongue.

As you watch in stunned awe, she dips down into a smooth squat, the movement slick and well-practiced. Her hips slide back, and those tiny shorts pull even tighter over her butt until you can see each round curve of her muscled cheeks. You shiver with lust at the sight, a little moan of delight escaping your lips. With a harsh grunt she straightens back, her toned legs lifting all that weight with ease until she's standing tall once again. You get a fluttering feeling in your belly at the display of raw physical power from your idol, your dick pressing tight against the silky white panties you keep showing off. That bar must weigh more than twice what you do, way more, and she's lifting it with barely a hint of strain. Imagine...what she could do to you if she got those big hands on your slender body! She'd be able to carry you around, and you'd be utterly helpless to stop her doing whatever she wanted with you. The thought makes you flush hot and dizzy, and you can't help but let out a soft little moan.

Miruko stiffens for a moment, her long, fluffy ears twitching. With a sharp breath, she steps forward and lowers the bar onto the rack she's standing in, the clank of metal making you flinch. Ducking under, she turns, her gorgeous red eyes flicking to you and giving you a long, studying look. You freeze in place, blushing like a furnace and harder than you've ever been in your life before. As her piercing gaze moves slowly down your body, you can't stop your trembling hands from fiddling nervously with the hem of your short skirt. Her sharp, red eyes feel hot on your skin as they linger over that embarrassing sliver of skin the stockings leave bare, before sliding down your leg like a groping caress of her big, callused fingers.

"Ah, there you are, kitten, at last." She purrs at last, glancing back at your face impatiently like she hasn't just spent several moments ogling you like a piece of meat. Not that you mind of course! You just ogled her right back, and...being stared at like that by your hero is kind of thrilling! So much so that your panting rather hotly, and your little nipples are stiff and itchy against the fabric of your blouse. Even your tail is straight up against your back in that 'receptive' position, but you hardly even notice it's lifting your skirt high enough to expose your panty-covered butt. "Considering the state I found you in, I suppose I should have guessed you might have trouble with clothes. Might have to change some things if you're going to take that long getting dressed every morning." You wince, feeling a cold pit of guilt in your stomach as you realize you've managed to disappoint your idol once again. Not that feeling that way makes you any less hot and twitchy. Quite the opposite in fact, your lips tremble and your dick twitches against those pretty panties as she glares coolly across the room at you, looking down at you like she wants you crawling at her feet. "Bring me that bottle and towel there." Miruko nods towards the bench next to you.

It takes a moment for her words to reach your twitching ears and filter through the haze of heat that's filling your head but at last you manage to tear your gaze from her sweat-covered muscles and glance at where she's indicating. There's a fluffy white towel draped over the bench and a water bottle beside it, filled with what you assume must be some kind of protein drink.

"Yes...um...yes, Miruko!" You squeak out. Darting over hurriedly, you almost trip over those stupid heels, just about managing to catch yourself before you fall flat on your face. Lucky, you inwardly cheer, almost embarrassed yourself yet again in front of your idol. These stupid shoes don't make walking easy, and nor does the stiff erection slightly tenting your cute panties but at least you're finally managing to display some of that catlike agility, right?

"Adorable." You swear you hear that word growled in Miruko's rumbling voice, like a lion sighting prey, but when you glance back at her she's just giving you an impatient scowl that makes you squeal in panic. You dart for the bench and grab her bottle and towel, shivering at the thought of your hands on things that have touched her gorgeous muscly body. As you stumble across the room towards your idol, you're hardly even aware how much the frilly skirt has ridden up your legs. If you were, you'd realize you were currently showing off the spot where the silky white hem of your panties clings so tightly to your soft, pale thighs, and your waving tail has left most of your butt exposed as well.

At last, you find yourself standing right in front of Miruko again, your feverish gaze flickering from her big, round boobs to her perfect abs, glistening with delicious trickles of enticing sweat. You awkwardly hold the bottle and towel up towards her and, with a sharp scoff that makes you wince, she grabs the protein drink from your trembling hand. You watch in awe as she lifts it to her lips and takes a long drink from the nozzle. Every movement she makes has her exposed muscles bulging and moving in ways that make you shiver with lust, and as gulps down the protein you can't help but imagine her perfect lips wrapped around your stiff dick instead, sucking you dry while you squeal and wriggle helplessly. The very naughty thought makes your hips tremble with eagerness. With a sharp gasp, Miruko lowers the bottle at last, turning her head to give you another cool glare that makes you feel smaller than a mouse at her feet.

"Now that I've got you here, kitten." The gorgeous rabbit hero purrs. "There's something I'll be needing you to do." Your ears perk up, and you stiffen in place. No matter how much you want to bury your face in her sweat-covered boobs, you've messed up way too many times already today. That, along with the way she stares down at you, has left you just **** to finally do something right and please Miruko. You'll show her she was right after all to take a chance on you!