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A Few Hiccups Won't Spoil Perfection (Lay the Very Best - Chapter 396)
🕑 Added 2025-07-04 21:36:57 +0000 UTC"Gotcha!" Sparky chirped, plucking Dani straight out of the curtain wreckage like a prize from a claw machine. Dani squeaked as she was lifted clear, her feet tangling in the hem of the fallen curtain, pigtails bouncing as she swung from Sparky's four-handed grip.
"Help me out as well!" Rhona's voice, muffled and irate, echoed from somewhere deep inside the fabric pile.
"You're doing fine," Sparky called cheerfully, not helping at all. "Let us appreciate your work."
Dani blinked, wide-eyed and blushing furiously as Sparky set her gently on her feet and fluffed her skirt out. Then, after a heartbeat of hesitation, she drew in a breath and tilted her hips just so, hands curled up protectively near her chest. She gave Brandy a shy, sideways glance, pigtails bouncing as her weight shifted about thanks to Rhona thrashing in the curtain below her.
"So," Dani asked, "what do you think?"
Brandy was still taking it in. Dani's dress was technically a maid uniform, but only in the way a flamethrower was technically a lighter. It had all the basics: apron, ruffles, and puffed sleeves. But Rhona had twisted them into something wicked. The bodice was a deep blood-red satin, laced tight around Dani's waist with black corset ties that tugged every line into shape. Thick black straps cut across her chest in a harness-like cross, hoisting her tits into a plush shelf that looked perfect for cradling Brandy's face.
Little black bows were everywhere, nestled at the base of each strap, dotting the tops of her sleeves, even dangling from the edge of her collar like a choker clasp. The puffed sleeves themselves were offset by sheer mesh gloves that climbed to her elbows, held in place with tiny satin bows. Even the lace apron was tied with delicate ribbon at the back, the bow so comically oversized it was just begging to be pulled. It was amazing Sparky hadn't yet, maybe the view straight down Dani's cleavage was keeping her from pulling that ripcord.
That would have been enough to have Brandy drooling, but then there was the skirt.
Short didn't cover it. It was reckless. Layers of black and crimson ruffles barely dusted the tops of Dani's thighs, shifting with every move to flash matching garters and glossy thigh-high stockings. Her cock peeked brazenly from beneath the hem as she swished her hips, Dani was either too flustered to tuck it the way Pokémon could, or simply unaware she was swinging more than the outfit could handle. Brandy couldn't tell, but the effect was mesmerising.
Brandy's throat was going dry as her eyes swept over the outfit again, Gothic in color and volume, but with bold punkish touches thanks to all the bows and straps.
Rhona crawled out of the curtain, finally, patting it with a huff as she sat up. "You better like my work, I've never had a fitting be this much trouble."
Brandy let out a shaky laugh, eyes still on Dani. "It's perfect. She's perfect."
Dani's face went scarlet, a full-body flush that traveled from the tips of her ears down to the neckline of her corset. She gave a tiny, delighted squirm and pressed her hands to her cheeks like she could physically hold in her gushy feelings.
"You don't know it's perfect," Rhona sniffed. "Get over here, Brandy."
Brandy blinked. "What?"
"You've got those fancy bug eyes, but this isn't a dress just for looking at." Rhona pulled herself up to her feet and placed a hand at the small of Dani's back, straightening the Magikarp up. "It's meant to be touched. So get over here and have the full experience."
Dani squeaked and tried to back up into Sparky's arms, "Rhona! That'll be too much."
"Cupcake," Rhona cooed, "you're gorgeous. Let her admire you properly."
Brandy stepped forward before she even realized she was doing it. Dani looked like she might melt from any more attention, her shoulders drawn in, hands twitching as if unsure where to go. Sparky was supporting her with her hands, but it was clear she was struggling to cope.
Brandy wasn't going to let her down. She reached out for Dani, but touched her ever so gently, one hand on Dani's cheek, the other settling over a wrist. "Hey," Brandy said softly, "you're so pretty. Can I enjoy you?"
Dani's eyes flicked up, "I mean, of course. I'm yours."
Brandy smiled and leaned in just a little. "That's right. You're my partner and my responsibility. I know how much this must be making your heart race. I wouldn't put you in the spotlight if I didn't think you could handle it. Do you want to go somewhere quiet to cool off?"
Dani let out a tiny breath. Knowing she had an escape route eased her entire body. Her posture softened, and the tension eased from her fingers. Brandy gave her hand a squeeze and kissed her forehead.
"If you get overwhelmed, just say," Brandy murmured. "Now let me admire you properly."
Rhona reached out, took Brandy's hands, and placed them gently on either side of Dani's waist.
"Start here," she said, like a teacher guiding a student. "That corset? Custom stitched. You feel how the boning pulls her in? Just enough to lift her chest, but she can still breathe."
Sparky raised an eyebrow, folding all four arms proudly. "I just let Rhona say 'boning' without cracking a single joke. That's personal growth. I deserve a sticker."
Rhona snorted. "I didn't bring stickers. But if you keep being good, I do have something I can press you up against that you'll really enjoy."
"You're trying to bait me, but I'm more responsible than Calcine right now. I'm not making the jokes. No bite for no bait."
Rhona smirked and stepped in close, running a hand slowly down one of Sparky's upper arms, then dragging her fingers teasingly into the thick fur along her side.
"Oh, I'd love to get a chance to bait you later, I'm very, very good at all kinds of baiting" Rhona purred with a velvety voice roll that made Sparky's fur crackle with a burst of static, the faint hum of electricity rising as it fluffed out in every direction. "But Brandy's got a lot more to explore. Feel the edges of that dress for me."
Brandy's fingers skimmed along the seams of the dress. The satin was smooth, but the structure underneath was firm, shaping Dani's curves. The tight corset had lifted Dani's soft, heavy tits into such perfect, squishy prominence that Brandy's mouth nearly watered. The cleavage alone was a miracle of dress engineering, deep and just barely contained by the taut lines of the harness. The urge to plant her face in there was overwhelming.
"She's got that soft belly, but the way it nips here?" Rhona slid a fingertip down Dani's side, guiding Brandy's hand to feel the dress tugging at her stomach. Dani shivered, lips parted. "Fun isn't it? It's like I've poured her into this dress, and she fills it so nicely."
Brandy's hands moved instinctively, exploring lower. But before reaching the hem, her palms lingered on Dani's plush belly, fingers brushing in small, circular patterns over the gentle curve. Dani let out a soft, surprised whimper, her body twitching as the touch coaxed out a breathy giggle. Brandy smiled, slow and teasing, gliding her thumbs over the faint dip of Dani's navel and drinking in every tiny, adorable sound she made.
Only then did her hands dip lower, gliding beneath the flaring ruffles of the skirt. The layered fabric shifted with her touch, and Brandy found exactly what she expected, Dani's cock was no longer resting soft against her thigh. It had risen up, fat and flushed, pushing the hem of the skirt with enough tension to lift the ruffles like a canopy. The black satin bow tied neatly at its base had turned from playful to obscene, perched atop that straining shaft like a wink Brandy could feel in her chest.
Brandy's hand ghosted over it, her fingers trailing just above without contact, feeling the heat radiating through the thin barrier of fabric. Dani shuddered and let out a helpless, needy whine through her teeth, her thighs pressing together as her whole body jolted with overwhelmed pleasure.
"And the garters," Rhona murmured, her voice like smoke, "The clasps, see how they bite into the stocking and dimple her skin? Sexy, right? Practical, too. Can hold up to being pounded into a bed for hours."
"Rhona!" Dani's voice was barely above a breath, her whole face flushed.
"Yeah, Rhona," Sparky said, stepping in protectively to hold Dani's hips and cradle her face. "Brandy's the bottom in our team. If anyone's getting fucked into a crater tonight, it's her."
"I did have plans for her." Rhona said, "But if you insist, I can merge them together."
Brandy didn't buy that for one second. This was always Rhona's plan. Brandy didn't know why, but something about Dani's dress had Rhona fired up. The best way to find out was to play along. But first, she had to make sure Dani was ready for something like this. Really ready.
Currently, she was not.
"Me?" Dani squeaked suddenly. "Me?! I couldn't. There's no way."
She tugged at the hem of her skirt like it could protect her from what she'd just heard. "I mean, I want to, but I've never ... I mean, this would be my first time, and Brandy's such a pretty woman."
A hiccup escaped her.
Then another popping out her cheeks adorably.
"Oh noooo," Dani whined trying to massage her throat, and Brandy gently took her hands and pressed a kiss to her knuckles. "I'm a mess."
"My mess." Brandy smiled. "Deep breaths. We won't rush anything. If you want me, I'm yours. I'll take care of you the whole way."
Dani stared up at her, flushed and hiccuping, then nodded. "I want to. I want you. But I don't know what I'll do!"
Sparky leaned in and nuzzled Dani's cheek. "Sounds like you need expert help then. Want me to show you how to make Brandy scream?"
Dani nodded furiously, her pigtails bobbing as Sparky tugged at the giant bow on her back. "Please. Please, please, please!"
Rhona slid in behind her with a grin like a wolf in lipstick. "Then let's get you hands-on, cupcake."
She cupped both of Dani's tits through the corset, giving them a firm squeeze that made Dani yelp and arch forward on instinct, her whole body jerking with the sudden intensity. Her knees wobbled as her dress flitted back and forth.
"Arceus, you're really overflowing this dress," Rhona purred, "Just like I wanted. Brandy's not going to last five seconds with our help."
Brandy swallowed hard.
She didn't know what was about to happen. Sparky and Rhona working together was going to be a nightmare, but she knew, without question, she wanted this.
"Dani," Brandy whispered, "Ready to strip me down?"
"Can I use my teeth?" Dani asked. "I'm good with my mouth."
Rhona gave a wicked laugh, "Dani might be a natural Sparky. Maybe she won't need our help after all."
"That's never stopped me giving it anyway," Sparky grinned. "Go on, Dani. Use Bite."
