On their way back up to the surface, Misaki and Phyllis stopped by a modest shop. Uma’s shop where Uma and Carol were working. Phyllis felt a bit of excitement at the prospect of a new wardrobe. One that better suited her new race, and perfectly melded cute with sexy. Sure it might be her new instincts talking, but she was getting tired of only wearing the cute and innocent look. Besides, she needed her wardrobe adjusted anyway. None of her clothes were designed for a tail, and she had one now.

They were greeted at the door by a younger-looking spider demon. She smiled cutely when they entered, then froze when she spotted Misaki. With a slight stutter, she addressed Misaki, “To what do I owe the honor of your visit my Mistress?”

Misaki pushed Phyllis forward, and said, “My mate here is in need of a new wardrobe, and she heard about you from an adventurer you recently helped. She was hoping you could help her with that, since her usual tailor was unavailable.”

Carol looked over, and spotted Phyllis, interjecting, “I’m sorry about that. If I knew you were going to evolve so soon. I would have remained on the surface.”

Uma gave Carol a look. “I doubt that.” Then her expression shifted, “We could both head up, if the mistress allows it.”

Misaki glanced at Phyllis, “As long as you don’t do anything that the guild would disapprove. I am fine with it.”

“Great! I can go shop hunting later. In the meantime, Phyllis is it? Come over here please, and take those off so I can see what I have to work with.” she glanced at Carol, “and take some new measurements. Carol’s are likely off, now that you evolved.”

Phyllis nodded, and started walking over. “I guess I must be famous in the dungeon.”

Uma nodded, “There may be some talk about you. The mistress likes you, and everybody notices things like that.”

Misaki said at that moment, “I’ll go wait outside, so that I am out of the way. Let me know when you three are done.”

Uma said, “Alright. I’ll let you know, and if you get hungry. There are several lovely shops just down the road. All of them serve amazing menus.”

“Hmm, that sounds interesting. Maybe I will take a look,” replied Misaki as she departed the shop. Leaving Phyllis behind with the two tailors, one familiar the other new. Phyllis was alright with that, in fact, she wanted this. She wanted to show off her new outfits in their finished states to her mate, and having her here watching would deprive her of that option. As Misaki would have already seen them as they were being decided and made. They would lose some of their impact.

She stripped out of her clothes, while Uma went to get her tools. Carol took her clothing and neatly folded it into a cubby for that purpose. Uma was back in mere moments and began to take measurements. Carol was handed a notebook, and every number that Uma called out was dutifully recorded. It was a very thorough measurement with multiple numbers taken for every part of her. Phyllis took that as a good sign, as the best tailors took a lot of numbers. With measurement this thorough, she knew that a good fit was virtually assured.

Uma stepped back after taking all her measurements, and then started to look over her naked body. Phyllis shifted to give her the best look. A part of her enjoying the attention. She figured it was her succubus instincts talking. 

“Very lovely figure, petite build, very cute. You will look good in just about anything, especially if it is cute. I can think of a few outfits that you will look amazing in, ones that will draw attention to your best features. What kind of outfit are you looking for?”

“Something cute, and sexy. Most of my current ones are cute and innocent looking, which was fine before, but with my evolution, I don’t want to keep that look all the time. Although I do want to adjust my old dresses to work with a tail.”

In that case, stay there. I have a couple of sample outfits I want to show you.”

Uma walked over to a door, and slipped through it. Coming back only a minute later with an armload of samples. Samples she quickly passed over to Carol, while keeping one out of the pile. She held that one up, revealing it to be a dress. A bit on the short side with quite a few frills, and it was cut to show a fair amount of chest.

“This one is intentionally designed so that your movement would flash your pussy to others, and if you move right it will also pop out a nipple, giving onlookers a bit of a show. The color would go well with your hair. I think it would be a good choice when you are looking for prey. What do you think?”

She looked it over. The outfit was certainly cute and sexy. Although maybe a bit dangerous for an everyday item. “I take it that outfit is meant to be worn without underwear.”

Uma nodded, “Yeah, wearing panties or a bra would kind of defeat the point of this dress.”

“Well, having a couple might be nice. What else do you have for me?”

Uma set it aside and pulled out the next sample to show her. It would be a few hours of checking out sample outfits before they even started doing the basic fitting.

A couple of hours after Phyllis had gone in, Misaki stretched on a nearby bench. She was starting to get a little bored, but she wasn’t quite hungry yet. Looking around, she noticed a few younger demons milling about doing their business. There were even a couple of adventurers in the area checking out shops. Maybe she could convince someone to join her for some fun. Maybe even do some corrupting, she did not often get the chance to do that personally. That might be fun. Yeah, that seemed like a good idea. An excellent way to pass some time.

Looking around, she soon locked her eyes on a cute adventurer. She was a young girl maybe around eighteen. She was dressed in an elaborate red and grey set of mage robes that hid her figure, but Misaki could still make out hints of what lay beneath. What really drew Misaki’s attention to her was that her outfit was more conservative than what most people on this floor wore.  The robe did, however, go well with her fiery red hair.

Misaki’s gaze then noticed the ring the girl was wearing. A protection ring, likely meant to keep her from breathing in the pheromones that pervaded Misaki’s halls. She giggled. Misaki was quite familiar with those, and knew exactly how to defeat that. She started work on a spell, one that temporarily nullified runic protections. It would leave the girl quite vulnerable to her charms for a few minutes, only about seven. That however was more than enough time for what she was planning. Although if she had wanted to, she could have set a dungeon law to render those useless as well. Not that she had bothered with that. There was an advantage to allowing those to work.

Her spell took only a moment to complete, and the only sign it had worked was when a barrier of light promptly appeared around the young adventurer before shattering like glass. The girl noticed quickly, but there was nothing she could do before her eyes clouded with lust. Misaki pounced at that moment. Drawing her attention, by shifting her pose, and deliberately exposing a nipple. Seeing she had caught her, she then quickly used suggestive language to reel her in.

Misaki let her demon instincts guide her, and she quickly had the poor young adventurer dancing in the palm of her hand. Other than the one spell, she didn’t even need magic. The very prospect of a little fun and some release was all that was needed to get the girl to come over and strip out of those stuffy robes. Revealing a lovely body that had been hiding underneath. The girl was a little on the tall side with modest breasts, a lovely rear, and large puffy pussy lips. Lips that were already pouring love juice. If she was this aroused from so little exposure, and a couple of suggestions she clearly relied on that ring too much. Just look at Phyllis, she didn’t have a ring, and she had been walking around on the deepest floor as if it was nothing. Then again Phyllis had plenty of exposure right from the source, she had almost certainly built up a tolerance. This girl had not. She had no resistance and was hopelessly horny because of it.

Misaki pulled the ring off the girl’s finger, and with the cutest face she could manage said, “You rely on this ring too much. You should try leaving it behind more. I am sure you will enjoy the results too.”

Misaki tossed it onto the bench. Then leaned forward kissing the adventurer on the lips. The girl froze for a moment, maybe two. Then she kissed back. Clumsily at first, but then she found her rhythm. For a minute or two, their tongues dueled. Misaki won this brief little duel asserting her dominance over the larger adventurer.

She pushed her down and straddled the young lady. It was time for the fun part. With one hand, she raised the adventurer’s hands above her head and bound them there with magic. She spread the girl’s legs and did the same with a quick spell. Leaning forward sadistically, she smiled, “Alright time for the fun part!”

She grabbed a breast, and with one hand began to knead it. Slowly, while avoiding the nipples. Her fingers sank into the soft elastic flesh with ease. Sending tingles of pleasure, that were rewarded with small moans. Between moans, the girl began to beg for more.

Misaki relished the moment, not quite ready to give the girl more. The young demonic dungeon didn’t want her very willing prey to cum too quickly. That would end the fun before she was ready. 

She let the begging go on for a minute or two before she began to trace the girl’s flesh with her free hand. A tinge of magic wreathed her fingers sending electricity into the girl’s flesh. The girl moaned with each touch, but the stimulation wasn’t enough. Not enough to send her over the edge. Rather instead Misaki could sense the heat in her abdomen slowly building. The girl was getting there, but very slowly. Almost agonizingly slow. The girl began to thrash in the grip of her spells, seeking to intensify the touches.

Her begging had changed, she was now asking her to stop teasing her. Behind her Misaki could feel her tail extending. With a mere thought, she positioned her growing tail to penetrate the girl beneath her. Yet she wasn’t ready to do that just yet.

With her kneading hand, she began to play with the nipple. Each touch sending sparks up and into the adventurer’s brain. She quickly approached the edge, but Misaki was careful not to let her go over the edge. As she waited for her tail to reach its full length.

Finally her tail reached its full length, and she plunged it right into the girl’s depths. Where, to her surprise, she encountered a slight bit of resistance. She had not expected that, but it didn’t matter, the girl was too aroused, too horny, and too close to climax to feel any pain. Instead, that one thrust was what finally sent the girl over the edge. A loud moan escaped her throat, her eyes rolled up, and she spasmed. It was merely the first of many orgasms that Misaki planned to give the young adventurer. Misaki figured she would ask her what someone like her was doing on this floor later, when the poor girl wasn’t so horny that she could not think.

At some point, Misaki received a lovely window.

Priestess? I thought she was a mage. Who the hell is Furea anyway?