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“Are-are you sure this is…”
“Yes! Yes! It's PERFECT!!”
“YOU LOOK AMAZING!! QUICK, TAKE PICTURES!! TAKE MORE PICTURES!!”
Yutu and Birdie both snapped a frenzy of photos on their cameras and phones. With flash and without flash from all angles.
“Ohhhh we’ve outdone ourselves! Wukong, you’re SO CUTE!!”
“Um. Thanks I guess? But why this?”
Currently, he was wearing a strange female dress. Apparently, it was a “maid’s uniform” for serving customers and masters of mansions? Or something like that?
Yutu and Birdie had both BEGGED and PLEADED to please please please let them dress him up.
He didn’t really understand what he had agreed to.
He’s starting to regret everything.
This maid’s dress was quite small but comfortable. The girls had even been thoughtful enough to make him a tail room in the back, cutting a hole to let it poke out and move freely.
They had placed butterfly bows on his fluffy tail too and he did think they were pretty. Underneath, he had shorts on and the skirt covered all the way to his thighs, leaving the rest of his legs exposed.
“Can I take it off now since you’ve gotten your pictures already?” He wasn’t opposed to this wear but he also wanted to wear his more casual clothes. And he also wanted to take the headwear off. He liked the earrings though and hopes they’ll let him keep them.
“Hmmmm. Well, later. We dare you to stay like this for a full day!” Yutu smiled.
“WHAT?? I’m not gonna do that!! You can’t make me!!”
“Oh? You not up for the challenge? Of course, it must be too hard for you…” Birdie pouted.
Wukong was aghast at these accusations.
Fine! If that’s how they want to be, then why not?
It was just for a day anyways.
***
When he finally got home sat down on the couch and read the instructions that Birdie had given him.
On how to properly be a maid. Or something.
Apparently, Yang Jian had been feeling depressed and fatigued from the increased amount of workload he had. And this will help him.
Wukong was happy to ease the stress from Yang Jian and read it.
“Step one. When ‘master,’ enters the residence, greet him with ‘Welcome home, master.’And remember to act cute???”
Ok, that’s kinda weird…but doable.
“Step two: Serve master well such as giving him a massage and cooking him food…”
Well, he didn’t really know how to cook but he can try! And massage? Easy!
“Step three: accompany the master in every activity and cuddle up with him, be intimate. Show affection. Be loving.”
That’s kinda vague honestly. Show affection? How?
Just then, he heard sounds coming from the dorm room door and panics. He wasn’t ready yet!!
“Wukong! I’m home!” Yang Jian called out. Finally’ he was done with his work and could see Wukong again!
He did not expect to find Wukong dressed up in a MAID COSTUME??? And bashfully saying, “H-Hi master. Glad you’re back…”
His jaw is slightly ajar and he rubs his eyes.
Close. Open. Close. Open.
This was real.
That dress was so-so fitting on him. The tails were even adorned with bows!
He felt blood rushing to his nose and he faints. His soul ascends.
“YANG JIAN OH MY GOSH ARE YOU OK???”
Wukong quickly rushes over and catches the collapsed Yang Jian, cradling his body.
“A—angel…”
Was the last thing he uttered before he completely fainted.
***
When he awakened, Yang Jian opens his eyes to see the angelic face staring down at him with a worried expression.
Why was this angel so worried?
“Wu-Wukong…”
“Oh Yang Jian! Are you ok? I was so worried! I was so scared you’d never wake up! There-there was so much blood!!”
Oh yes. He felt that his nose was stuffed with soft cotton and pulled them out. He’s calmed down enough.
He sits up even though Wukong’s soft thighs were extremely comfortable to lie on. He coughs awkwardly and asks, “What’s…with the new look?”
Wukong blinks and stands up, twirling around and showing off his outfit. Yang Jian feels blood threatening to rise up again.
So…so CUTE!! So pretty!
SUN WUKONG LOOKED SO ADORABLE!!
“Do you like it? Yutu and Birdie both helped put this on me. They begged me to let them dress me up and dare me to wear it until the day is over.”
It. Was. A. DREAM COME TRUE.
He gets to see Wukong wearing this all day?? That curvy, lithe body fitted perfectly with those ruffles and skirt. When it rode up, he could see his lovely thighs and perky behind. His fluffy tail was also swishing around, a cherry on top with the rest of the outfit.
It was almost too good to be true.
However, he will NOT allow another soul to witness this beautiful sight. This was only allowed for HIM.
Who knows what other perverts might be out there, wanting to commit foul deeds on the innocent little monkey spirit. He has to protect Wukong from such wicked predators!!
He pretends to feel a bit ill and coughs a bit. “I-I think I’m not feeling so well. I’m going to have to stay inside all day…”
Wukong still had that concerned expression and now was really worried. Yang Jian was sick?? Just how stressed was he? He didn’t know it was that bad!!
Poor Yang Jian. Wukong had to take extra good care of him!
“Would you like me to stay with you? I promise I’ll serve you well…” that’s what maids say right? He was doing a good job?
Unexpectedly, Yang Jian made a choking noise and his face heated up even more, the tips of his ears BLOODY RED.
“Ya-Yang Jian?! Yang Jian, stay with me! Yang Jian!”
The poor guy’s heart was about to explode…