"Do I really have to do this?" Lila asked, embarrassed.
"Yep, a bet is a bet," Michael snickered as he looked her body all over.
She wasn't naked, of course, but instead, he made her wear so tight black dress he had definitely not stolen.
It was cute, and when she wore it, it was simply beautiful.
But of course, since they were in this situation now, the waterpark was over.
He had made her cum successfully, and despite Lila not wanting to admit it at first, she gave up in the end and simply wore the outfit.
However, he also noted down one thing in particular.
When he had suggested the outfit, it almost seed like she was disappointed—almost like she had sothing else in mind.
"Lila, you know I wouldn't force you if you don't want to wear it," Michael said softly. "But if you don't, then you can pick your punishnt—how does that sound?"
"A punishnt... I don't know, I kind of like this outfit now, it fits ..." Lila muttered shyly. "W-What do you think?"
"I'm the one who picked it, so naturally, you look stunning," Michael said with a nod, earning a small smile from her in return.
"I'm glad... but now what? How long do I have to wear this?" Lila asked.
"Hmm... 12 hours? Maybe?" Michael suggested, but upon seeing her flinch, he decided to lower the number. "4 hours?"
"4 hours," Lila agreed imdiately. "But we're not going out anywhere in public like this... people will think I'm so sort of charlatan."
"Yeah, I don't want you to think of this as so humiliation ritual," Michael chuckled. "Just think of it as you being the loser of the bet—and , as the person who will have the pleasure of staring at your embarrassed face while you wear that dress."
Lila's brow twitched as she stood up and walked past him.
"Where are you going?" he asked as he followed after her.
However, Lila suddenly halted, turning to him with a look that made it seem like he was completely oblivious.
"I'm going to the bathroom, so unless you want to accompany—scratch that. I'm going to the bathroom, wait here," Lila finished, and left Michael standing there alone.
She took that back pretty fast. Michael sighed. It's not like I would've jumped at the opportunity or anything.
Of course he wouldn't.
Why would he want to be in a bathroom with a hot woman?
Nonetheless, he sat by the side and proceeded to wait.
It seed like she was taking a bit longer than usual, so he was prepared to go and check.
But before he could, a voice rang out inside his mind.
Lila? I thought you didn't want inside the bathroom? Michael teased, and proceeded to manifest a paper roll before slowly walking over to her.
Sure sure, Michael replied as he finally arrived in front of the bathroom.
But it didn't take a genius to realize she wasn't sitting in a stall.
Instead, she was by the door—almost as if she was waiting for him.
What's she trying to do? Michael wondered as he gently pushed the door open.
And the mont he did, Lila's cheeky grin entered his sight—when all of a sudden, a stream of cold water began pouring on him from the bucket that was on the doorfra.
"Hahaha, I'm surprised you didn't notice that," Lila giggled. "That's what you get for being too focused on to notice what's around you."
"..." Michael let out a sigh as he rely floated the cold water in the air, startling her.
"T-The water didn't—"
Before she could finish her words, Michael sent the stream of cold water right at her, making it wrap around her sensitive spots.
The water soon began vibrating—almost like she was in a jacuzzi—but in turn...
"Aaaah~" Lila let out a moan, which she imdiately covered with her hands, her eyes wide as she stared at him.
"This makes it two tis now," Michael chuckled as he stared at her thigh, where—despite her dress—he could see so juices dripping down.
He had made her cum twice from surprise, and by now, he could hear her labored breaths as she continued staring at him.
"Just saying, if you accepted the double or nothing bet, I would've made you wear that dress without panties," Michael remarked with a small laugh as he turned around.
Not before throwing a roll of toilet paper beside her, though.
"There you go, do your business—I'll wait by the pool," Michael said, and finally, he left, leaving the stunned Lila frozen in place.
She was way too inexperienced to deal with him.
After all, Michael was soone who had the experience that went back eons.
Despite his past selves not being the greatest of seducers, he, himself, wasn't that shit.
At least I hope not. I'm not even sure if I'm seducing her correctly, Michael thought with a sigh. She kind of lost at the archery ga—now I'm just straight up improvising.
The bet was a spur-of-the-mont plan, and making her climax again was definitely not sothing he had on his mind.
But when he saw her standing by with that beautiful smile on her face and tight black clothing, he simply couldn't resist himself.
I just hope she doesn't begin to hate now... Michael sighed.
His personality was definitely ssed up.
But at the sa ti, the girls he had t up to date all liked it.
Even Celeste—soone who he initially thought was a hard-ass, ca to like him and not even a few days later, sleep with him.
But of course, he put that aside for now as he rely went by the pool and neatly dipped himself inside.
The water seed a bit colder—maybe because so of the cold water from earlier did in fact drip on him.
But it might just be a placebo, which he simply ignored as he stared at the ssed-up ceiling above.
Of course, there were caras, but he had long disabled them by simply breaking them.
Since the guard didn't even know which planet he was on, then he wouldn't even notice if so CCTV caras were broken.
Or so he hoped—since if that wasn't the case and they had sothing hidden sowhere—then that would be a very embarrassing conversation.
Soon, Lila ca out, and from the looks of things, she seed to use up a little bit of the toilet paper.
But from the amount that she used, he could tell that it was definitely not for peeing or anything of the sort.
Instead, she used it to clean the juices that had run down her leg.
She looked seductive, with her cheeks fully red as she walked over beside him and sat down.
"All cleaned up?" Michael teased, and she nodded.
"I am... but you should know I'm much stronger than you—if you do anything stupid I'll beat you up," Lila said.
She did try sounding serious, but from the cracking in her tone—as well as the fact that her body was still twitching—he couldn't take her seriously.
"Alright, Lila, I won't do anything you don't let ," Michael stated as he turned to look at her beautiful red eyes. "So tell —what can I do to you that you can tolerate?"
"Huh?" Lila tilted her head. "What do you an? Just don't do anything too lewd and it's okay."
"Too lewd? So a bit of lewd is fine then?" Michael caught on, as he gently caressed her foot that was beside him.
However, before she could respond, Michael pulled her inside—drenching her, as well as the beautiful black dress.
"H-Hey!" Lila yelled as she dove back up, her arms flailing around. "You ruined the dress!"
"It's fine," Michael chuckled. "It looks even better now, if anything."
It was completely see-through, and despite her having a bikini under the dress, he couldn't help but imagine what she would look like beneath all those clothes.
Of course, he had already seen everything except her bottom-most part—since she had a tendency to accidentally flash him.
A good tendency, of course.
But aside from that...
"Lila, do you want to get out of here?" Michael suggested. "We can do sothing you like this ti, as I feel like you've only been following out of obligation—I don't want you to feel that way."
"Okay, but I want to take this dress off now. I'm not going out soaked," Lila said as she began taking it off.
But instead of letting her do that, Michael swiftly spread his mana around Lila and rapidly vibrated the dress.
Lila twitched a little, but his intent wasn't to make her climax.
Instead, the wet dress soon beca dry again, and he stared at her with a smile.
"So? Where to?"
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