Reincarnated as the Only Human

Aethisia PoV

Entering the boutique that Gertrude had brought us to, I looked around and took in all of the other customers with a mild curiosity, catching sight of a few interesting couples alongside a bunch of nice clothes.

There was this Caninekin couple that drew a lot of eyes to themselves, with a big breasted, smiling woman clinging to the side of a bronze skinned lithe futanari who was doting on her as much as she could, both of them clearly in so much love while also being quite ravishing in their clothes, which they were purchasing.

Another sexy woman was picking a dress out for herself, her perky tits almost bare to the world as she wore one of the lowest cuts I had ever seen, while her bubble butt was hugged tightly thanks to the belt wrapped around her waist.

As for the clothes themselves, they looked well made and also had some affordable price tags, and each mannequin showed off the wonderful clothes that someone had made while an employee always stood nearby, waiting to be of help to anyone who was interested.

There were probably about a dozen employees on the floor, answering questions, tailoring the clothes right before they walked out the door, stocking the shelves and fixing the mannequins, or just waiting for someone to approach them.

Beside me, Gertrude had apparently noticed that I had been checking out those three people since she squeezed my hand before guiding me over to a somewhat older, ’less attractive’ saleswoman, though I say that only because of her age.

Like wine I knew some things only got better with time, and the silver haired, dark skinned woman in front of us was still quite gorgeous, her more modest style of dress leaving much to the imagination... if she wasn’t so gifted from the waist down.

”Welcome! I am Nadia, how can I help you today?”

She gave us both a warm, motherly smile before appraising us quickly, her eyes roaming our bodies in a way that felt more analytical than lustful, and I noticed that they lingered on the way Gertrude had continued to hold my hand.

There was a brief widening of her smile before she resumed that more professional demeanor when she looked at our faces again, continuing to study us while also waiting for a response from either of us.

”We have a date later tonight but don’t have the right clothes for the place we wish to go.”

I gave her a quick answer, speaking for Gertrude and smiling back at Nadia, who nodded and looked us over once more before asking ”Is it a formal, casual or in-between kind of event? More flashy or more... livable?”, which was definitely the first time I had ever heard someone describe events like that.

”In-between, I suppose. Nothing too flashy, but definitely not too casual either. Something just right and something that wouldn’t be out of place in either event.”

She nodded again and turned towards the mannequins, looking them over and asking ”An outfit for you both?”, to which I replied ”Yes, please. Anything at all, though it wouldn’t be terrible if we matched a little.”

”Of course, of course~! A nice date with clothes that could be used again without worry... Shall we look for the Lady’s dress first? I think I have just the thing in mind, though do tell me if you want a certain style?”

Nadia guided us through the store and around the various customers, taking us to one side and showing off a rather beautiful red dress, causing me to smile as I glanced at Gertrude and whispered ”See~?”

She just squeezed my hand again as she stared at the dress, her hazel eyes narrowing slightly as she took in the one shoulder design with a frilly ’collar’ that had a beautiful gold thread design, all while the dress itself hugged the mannequin and emphasized its curves.

It looked like a nice dress to me, but it was rather ’racy’ and also red, so Gertrude shook her head and said ”Something more... modest, and not in red, please.”, earning a slight nod from Nadia alongside a somewhat knowing look at the request.

Red really was a color that fit Gertrude perfectly, so hearing that she didn’t want red was a bit of a surprise to the saleswoman, though she didn’t press the issue nor make any comment at all; instead she just walked us over to another dress nearby, one that was a bit more formal but definitely beautiful.

Sleeveless and without any cut to show off bust, the dress was a tad more modest, though it was a dress that had lower side cuts that showed off the ribs and gave a glimpse of the bust that way; then there was the simple lower half that had a slit to show off your leg while also leaving a glimpse of your curves to entice someone.

It was a simple teal color that had some darker blue threads embroidered onto the edges to give it some more pizzazz, alongside a black belt that helped keep it in place while also emphasizing your curves; glancing at Gertrude, I imagined the muscled yet curvy Bearkin in the dress and nodded, liking the idea immensely.

She caught my glance and just narrowed her eyes, before turning back to Nadia and asking ”Might I try it on first? Would it even fit me?”, to which the older woman smiled and nodded as she replied ”We have multiple of the same dress in all sizes, so you needn’t worry. We also do last minute tailoring, as you can see. As for trying it on, please, follow me.”

Nadia took one last look at the dress before beckoning for us to follow her once more, taking us into the back and leading us into a smaller, cozy room with mirrors on each wall, saying ”Feel free to wait with one another or wait outside on one of the chairs. Additionally, this is a... free establishment, so if you desire one another...”

The woman left it at that, smiling at us like she knew we were going to be doing something the moment she left and gesturing loosely at the walls, where we could hear some of the others going at it in varying ways.

When she left I raised a brow at the Bearkin only to be pushed towards the door, her message clear; no fun for me while she was trying on the dress, so instead I went and sat outside, listening to the various couples around us as they had sex in the changing rooms.