"No way… I-I still can’t accept this. C-Can we try another method? Does it *have* to be this way?"

【Do not defy me! Remember your place, human! You’re nothing but a tool!】

I shouted "no" frantically, but my hands moved against my will—trembling as they slowly reached for that sinful pink box holding cute girls’ clothing.

"W-Wait… Stop! I’m not mentally ready yet!"

I tried to resist, but it was useless. The Fox Demon’s spiritual energy surged stronger than before, forcing my stiff fingers to open the package, pull out the white dress, and hold it against my body to check the fit.

"Not bad~ My taste is flawless, past or present~ Hurry up and try it on, human."

My lips curled upward slightly against my will. Ignoring my pleas, the Fox Demon set the dress aside and began unbuttoning my clothes without hesitation.

"Please… spare me… I really can’t take this!"

I’d prepared myself countless times, even encouraged myself—but the moment this dress appeared, I shattered. If I actually put it on… I’d definitely break.

【How do you even wear this? So different from dresses in my era. Don’t your memories include how to put it on?】

"Like I would!"

Seeing the Fox Demon fumble, I thought hope was near—but I underestimated her as a woman. For things like this, instinct alone was enough.

【Like this? Pull it up from the bottom… Mm—yes, exactly.】

Since it was a short dress, slipping it on was as simple as regular clothes. The whole time, I was under the Fox Demon’s control. I tried to look away, but my eyes stayed locked on my own body. The moment the soft fabric brushed my skin, I knew—my life was over.

【Ooooh—! Cute~ Look, look!】

The Fox Demon squealed like an excited girl, twirling before the mirror with the hem lifted, showing off "her" new outfit.

Maybe she genuinely felt thrilled—after all, she *was* a girl at heart.

But me… a full-grown man… wearing a little dress?!

"I won’t look!"

I jerked my face away from the mirror, yet still stole glances from the corner of my eye. The white dress looked pure and innocent, held up by two thin straps. Though my chest was flat, my fair shoulders and collarbone were perfectly exposed.

Days under the Fox Demon’s spiritual energy had softened my body: smaller frame, slightly larger eyes, fairer smoother skin, narrower shoulders, wider hips, softened chest and abs. All these changes meant the dress didn’t feel awkward at all… in fact… it was… kinda… nice.

【So? How does it feel?】

"Nothing."

I lied. Truth was, the coolest sensation was the breeze down there—totally different from pants, but… manageable.

【Good. Now for this~ I’ve been curious about it for ages.】

She pulled a small bag from the box. Inside: something white…

"Wait—where’d you get this?! How did I not know?!"

One clear look, and I yelped. I knew it too well—as a leg enthusiast, I recognized white… stockings? Sure, I loved *watching* others wear them, but *me* putting them on?!

【I blocked your consciousness for half a minute that day to steal them. Feared you’d collapse then. Now try them—I’ve never felt what these are like myself.】

Her eager voice echoed in my head. *So that’s* what I’d forgotten! She bought them behind my back… Didn’t she worry I’d snap *now*?!

【Put them on. Or shall I force you again?】

Her spiritual energy was spent. She’d need minutes to regain control. I could resist now—but she’d just force me later.

"Fine… I’ll do it myself."

Better to wear this humiliation on my own terms. At least it’d feel a little more manly.

"Same as regular socks, right?"

I sat on the bed edge, opened the stockings’ package, and pulled them out. The fabric felt silky smooth. But… they looked tiny. Would they even fit?

"Do these have a front and back?"