Left with no choice and no room for reversal, I hastily slipped out of my original dress and pulled on the maid outfit.

By some coincidence—or maybe not—the fit was astonishingly perfect, accentuating my slender waist and softly curved shoulders. The short skirt fell precisely mid-thigh, revealing long legs sheathed in white stockings… like a tempting cream popsicle that made mouths water.

I swayed side to side in the bathroom, a faint wry smile tugging at my lips.

As a guy, I’d always been short, skinny, and utterly forgettable—sometimes mocked as effeminate. But in this outfit? Those very traits became assets. I’d transformed into an adorably delicate young lady.

As for the tail… after fiddling with it awhile, I spotted a tiny safety pin at the tip. Clip it to my underwear. Simple.

Phew… scared me half to death. Thank goodness.

Finally dressed head-to-toe in the catgirl maid outfit, I stepped out of the restroom, heart thumping nervously.

But why make me wear this? What would she do next? Could it be… *that* kind of thing? Ugh. Why did the thought send a tiny thrill through me? Had I really become a pervert?!

No way!

The moment I emerged, the girl leaned against the sink, arms crossed, perfectly at ease—as if waiting for her girlfriend to finish primping. Her big eyes lit up like she’d just found a rare treasure.

“M-Master?” I murmured softly, voice trembling. “I did as you asked… What now?”

“What now? Obviously, you’re coming with me.”

“Eh? Eh? Eh?!”

She strode over, seized my wrist without a word, and snatched the very belt that had humiliated me moments ago. “Don’t forget what you agreed to. You know the consequences of backing out.”

Right… I *had* agreed to be her pet.

After doing something so undignified… what was there to fear about a walk outside? At least I wouldn’t be led on a leash.

I was really learning to find silver linings in misery. My standards were sinking fast.

While I stood dazed, she dragged me out of the women’s restroom, down the elevator, and out of the Chengyu Company building.

“Young Miss! Over here!” Cheng Shun waved beside a luxury car in the parking lot.

Only then did it hit me—something felt off.

“Where are we going?”

“You don’t need to know.”

“Mmph…”

Worse yet, it was rush hour. Streams of white-collar workers in sharp suits poured from the lobby. And me? In a risqué black maid uniform, cat-ear headband perched on my head, a fluffy tail dangling behind my skirt… No wonder people were staring.

Sure enough, a young guy to my right drooled while snapping photos. Ugh. Disgusting.

The girl noticed. She marched over, snatched his phone, hurled it down, and stomped on it hard.

“Ah! My phone!”

“Hmph. New hire?” She plucked his name tag, voice icy. “You’re fired. Go to accounting—collect your wages and get the phone reimbursed.”

Mmph… Tyrannical as a demon…

Still, a warm flicker stirred in my chest. Was she… defending me?

As if reading my mind, she said coldly, “Don’t get ideas. I just hate being photographed with you.”

Yeah. A demon’s still a demon.

She yanked me into the sedan’s backseat. “New Century Plaza,” she ordered Cheng Shun.

*New Century Plaza?* The city’s iconic commercial hub—packed pedestrian street, nonstop crowds.

Before I could react, Cheng Shun hit the gas. Minutes later, we arrived.

He parked, checked his Rolex. “Young Miss, I’ll handle arrangements. I’ll notify you once confirmed. You two… enjoy yourselves here.”

“Understood.”

*Arrangements? Enjoy?*

I wanted to ask—but her presence silenced me. In front of her, I felt like a spineless little girl, utterly at her mercy.

“Get out, my little kitty,” she said with a teasing smirk.

Ugh. Upgraded from puppy to kitty? Promotion or demotion?

The second I stepped out, countless eyes locked onto me from every corner of the plaza.

In a bustling square teeming with people, a maid-outfitted “catgirl” was bound to turn heads. Head bowed in shame, I still caught the whispers:

“What is this? Maid cosplay? Comic-Con nearby?”

“Promoting a maid café?”

“So cute! Can I take a photo?”

“Look—the collar! Cosplaying a catgirl? So dedicated!”

“How’s the tail attached? You don’t suppose… hehehe…”