Reincarnated as the Only Human

When the other Nobles seemed to have gotten the message that this was going to become something more than just a dress viewing they began to finalize their browsing and purchases, selecting what they had known they had wanted and wasting no time at all to leave us alone.

Duchess Leonisa watched that from the comfort of one of the many nice leather chairs scattered around the room, her eyes glittering with amusement and lust as she began to lounge and wait for the show to begin.

This was something I was becoming quickly acquainted with since so many futanari seemed to yearn so desperately to watch me strip for them, to watch as I shed off all my clothing before putting on something of their choice.

Like I was a doll for their sexual amusement they went ahead and had me dress up according to their own desires, only to promptly throw off those clothes too as they pinned me beneath themselves and fucked me until they were empty.

On one hand I was slightly annoyed at that sort of behavior since I was my own woman, but on the other I loved being reduced down to someone’s fuckdoll who only breathed for their own ecstasy whenever they required it.

My thoughts were interrupted when the employee came back with a bundle of dresses in her arms, each one getting laid onto a table before she pushed down on the tables, having them ’stand’ up and letting me see more of the dress.

With a bow she prepared to leave, though as if having second thoughts about everything she looked back towards her boss and asked ”Lady Duchess, is there anything else you require? Wine, food, a massage..? Some... service..?”

”Bring back a sweet wine for me, please. Miss Astra here is unable to drink. That’ll be all, thank you Frewil.”

The employee tried to mask her disappointment with another bow, and the moment she left the Duchess let out a quiet laugh as she watched her go, only to look back at me as I asked ”Was I wrong to think that you were a more... loyal lover? It seems like everywhere we go someone is expecting to be taken by you...”

A bemused smirk graced her lips as she replied ”I am, but sometimes I get too aroused for my own good. All that stamina I have needs a release, and in times of peace the only real way to rid myself of it is through sex. That’s why I carry a sheath around at all times; if I am going to have sex, I don’t want any ’mistakes’ happening.”

I just raised a brow before turning back to the dresses, looking at each and imagining them on myself as I tried to pick a favorite; I was also noticing a recurring theme immediately, and that was that each of these dresses were sexy.

On the left was a rich crimson dress that could barely be called a dress since it was just a single strip of cloth that was supposed to be wrapped around your neck, leaving practically everything exposed; the part that was meant to cover my lower half was extremely short as well, so most likely my breasts would be bouncing free and my ass would be hanging out.

How that was in a store like this was beyond me, but I wasn’t going to deny that it had a very clear purpose of getting everyone aroused who saw me, specifically the hungry Lionkin behind me who would take advantage of my ass hanging out so that she could fuck me over and over again.

On the right was a more formal yet also incredibly alluring dress that left little to the imagination; also low cut but with lace ’covering’ my cleavage, the dress would definitely hug my body even tighter than the Duchess had, and the long skirt had a slit riding up to the hip, revealing a lot of skin on that side as well.

Then there was the middle dress, which was the most ’conservative’ of them all since it only revealed the sides of my body instead of anywhere else, though the creme color was relatively close to my skin tone, so...

”Do you have a preference for which I try first, Duchess Leonisa?”

Peeking over my shoulder and taking in her heated gaze, I wasn’t at all surprised when she nodded and pointed lazily at the red dress, simply saying ”That one first, I think. It definitely suits you, and it would compliment your gorgeous eyes...” like she wasn’t trying to see more of my ass than normal.

I just rolled my eyes but went over to that table, beginning to peel off my clothes and flaunt myself to the Duchess before I slipped that ’dress’ on, smiling wryly as I realized I was completely and utterly correct.

The cloth barely covered my nipples let alone my areola, while the ’skirt’ hugged my butt and left a lot of it in view, meaning that the current state I was in - without any underwear at all - allowed anyone and everyone to stare at my pussy if I made one ’wrong’ move.

When I turned back to the Duchess she just grinned at me before beckoning for me to get closer, so as I sauntered over I gave her my best sultry look as I turned her on even more, making it easy for her to unbuckle her belt and whip her dick out as she gestured for me to get to work.

That was also when the employee came back with the bottle of wine the Duchess requested, so she got to see me slobbering on her boss’ penis with gusto while the owner of said penis groaned loudly while lovingly stroking my head.

Getting her sufficiently lubed up I then began to make use of this dress as I started to bounce my breasts around her cock, making her groan even louder while she started to sip her wine, staring at me with overwhelming arousal as I serviced her as best as I could.

The employee just watched for a few moments before dejectedly leaving when the Duchess didn’t spare her a glance, and that made me somewhat conflicted before I just shrugged and got to work on draining this Lionkin’s balls to earn myself one of these dresses... even if I wasn’t too keen on any of them.