I stood in the center of the room, feeling a small spark of pride. Despite the lingering erection and my racing heart, I’d managed to squeeze into that cursed pink maid outfit in record time. A small, satisfied smile pyed on my lips - until the door swung open with its signature, heavy thud.

  Elene strode inside, ignoring social niceties like knocking, as usual. She stopped and appraised me from head to toe. Seeing my smile, she simply shook her head with pity.

  “I’m gd to see you’ve finally started wearing that sweet pink outfit of your own accord - and with a smile, no less,” she remarked with btant irony.

  My smile vanished instantly. All the satisfaction of being on time popped like a soap bubble. Elene stepped closer, sighing heavily as she looked at my hair.

  “You could have at least dried your hair properly,” she noted, eyeing the damp strands.

  Only then did I realize that in my frantic rush, I’d completely forgotten. I looked at my long pink hair and began to grumble under my breath about its sheer volume - it was so thick and long I had no idea how to manage it quickly. Elene didn't bother answering; she just made a brief gesture with her hand. I felt a sudden, warm gust of magical wind, and within seconds, my hair was perfectly fluffy and dry.

  Before I could even offer a thank-you, Elene knelt at my feet. I felt the familiar chill of metal as she snapped the gold padlocks onto my three-inch heels once again, making it impossible to take them off.

  She looked up at me, a sense of calm on her face that I hadn't seen before. Something really good must have happened for her to be in such a decent mood, I thought.

  Suddenly, Elene narrowed her eyes, studying my face from inches away. “Did you rank up?” she asked, her tone almost curious. “Your face and skin seem even more beautiful. You look far more... charming now.”

  I went rigid. I wasn't sure if I should be bragging that my css was now an Epic-rank [Sex Sve]. After a moment of hesitation, I lowered my gaze to her boots.

  “Mistress... it’s all thanks to Lady Lilith,” I stammered.

  Elene nodded, not pressing for details. “Follow me,” she clipped, turning on her heel.

  As we walked through the castle corridors, I couldn't stop thinking about the different aura surrounding her today. Eventually, curiosity won out over my fear. “Did... did something pleasant happen? You seem very happy, Mistress,” I asked quietly.

  Elene didn't slow her pace, but she replied in her usual ironic tone. “Well, it’s not every day one gets to see a cat-slut like you dressed in a sweet maid outfit, with that tiny clit of yours hidden in pink panties.”

  “Ugh.” I let out a small gasp and nearly tripped over my own heels at those brazen words.

  Elene looked back over her shoulder and let out a short ugh at my embarrassment. “But yes, you could say I experienced something very pleasant st night.”

  Seeing the sadistic smirk that briefly blossomed on her face, I shivered instinctively. I decided it was definitely better not to ask for details about her "pleasure."

  We walked through a wide corridor, the cck of my three-inch heels echoing off the high vaults, reminding me of the gold locks imprisoning my feet. Elene suddenly stopped before a row of massive, dark doors.

  “Listen carefully, kitten,” she said, pulling an object from her sleeve I’d never seen before. It looked like a gleaming metal glove connected to a pulsating crystal. “This is an Essence Buffing Gauntlet. The st room in this section follows a more... tex-based style, so a standard dust absorber won’t cut it. You’ll need to use this device to give the surfaces the proper shine.”

  I noticed the familiar blue stone - the Ethereal Stamina Core - briefly appear in her other hand. My cat ears twitched with hope, but as Elene scanned my frame, she suddenly tucked it away.

  “Actually...” she smiled cuttingly, “now that you’ve advanced, your Vitality should have increased a bit. You should be able to manage without such boosters. Consider this a test of your new, ‘better’ body.”

  I felt a sting of anxiety, but I didn't dare protest.

  “I won't be able to pick you up after work today,” she continued, her aura turning colder. “You must finish everything before sunset and return to your room on your own. And it would be better for you if you didn’t find out what happens if the work isn't done to a mirror finish.”

  Instinctively, I fttened my ears and nodded, my [Submissive] talent commanding absolute obedience.

  “I’ll clean everything to a mirror finish, Mistress!” I blurted out, trying to sound confident even as I trembled inside.

  Elene pointed to the new device in my hands. “After these few days, you should have acquired the [Cleaning] skill. With its help, you’ll instinctively know how to direct the mana flow in that gauntlet. Don’t disappoint me.”

  She began to walk away, but stopped after a few steps to look back over her shoulder. Her eyes gleamed with malice.

  “And one more thing. Do not even think about exploring the castle on your own while I’m gone. Your new Charisma and scent make you smell like the sweetest dessert to a demon. Unless... you really want to meet a few ‘friends’ who would be more than happy to look after your delicate, defenseless body in my absence?”

  An icy shiver raced through me. The vision of being left alone with a group of horny demons while holding the [Sex Sve] css was worse than the hardest bor.

  “I-I’m not going anywhere, Mistress!” I called out quickly, nearly cowering in my pink outfit.

  Elene nodded with satisfaction and departed, leaving me alone before the doors, the bell on my tail giving a single, pathetic clink in the falling silence.

  ***

  I stepped out of the fourth room, wiping a light sweat from my brow, and checked my Status. Three hours of intense work had passed, and I still felt a reservoir of energy I could only have dreamed of before.

  A wide, genuine smile broke across my face. My tail began to wag in uncontrolled excitement, the bell jingling happily in time with my steps.

  “This body is just wonderful!” I whispered to myself in disbelief, inspecting my white-gloved hands. “I’ve cleaned four rooms and I haven't had to sit on the floor from exhaustion once.”

  The memory of the previous day - barely being able to drag my feet after three hours in the pink room - felt like ancient history. Thanks to my Vitality (10) and Agility (25), even those cursed three-inch heels, while still annoying and painfully restrictive, no longer robbed me of all the joy of movement. I took a deep breath, feeling light and ready for more.

  Finally, I stood before the st door. I gripped the Essence Buffing Gauntlet in both hands, recalling Elene’s strict instructions, and pushed the heavy door open.

  The room that revealed itself immediately repced my smile with an expression of pure shock. The space was gargantuan, decorated in a dark, gothic style that brought to mind the chambers of an ancient vampire. Walls meters high were lined with bck, polished stone, and levitating candebras with violet fmes drifted beneath the ceiling.

  The strangest part, however, was the finish. Instead of velvet or wood, the room was dominated by gleaming, deep bck tex. I approached one of the carved wardrobes and tentatively touched its surface. The material wasn't cold; I felt a slight, magical pulse beneath my fingers, as if the tex were living tissue saturated with mana.

  “What even is this?” I muttered, looking around and trying to understand the strange consistency of the objects.

  In the center of the room, on a dais of bck marble, stood a gargantuan bed. It had no bedding in the traditional sense. The entire mattress, the massive headboard, and rows of pillows were tightly encased in gleaming, dark-crimson tex that reflected the violet candlelight like a pool of dark water. The air in the room was heavy with the scent of powder and a strange, erotic magic that immediately made my cat ears twitch with unease.

  I felt unnaturally small in my pink maid outfit. This room radiated pure dominance. With the buffing gauntlet in hand, I realized that bringing all these gleaming surfaces to a perfect state would be my greatest challenge of the day. I slowly approached the bed.

  I felt my hand, armed with the Essence Buffing Gauntlet, begin to move on its own, driven by the instinct of my newly acquired [Cleaning] skill. I was genuinely surprised by how automatically my body went to work; I didn't have to think about the pressure or the direction of the movements - I just knew how to bring out a deep luster from the material.

  For thirty minutes, I polished the giant bed, inch by inch. My new Agility (25) allowed me to move with a grace I had previously cked. When I finished, I stood before the bed, looking at it with pride. It shone so brightly it practically reflected the violet fmes of the candles.

  Instinctively, I reached out and touched the surface. Even through the white glove, I felt the incredible smoothness of the tex. After a moment, unable to help myself, I pressed my cheek against the gleaming material. The sensation... it was like a sudden electrical discharge that shot through my entire body.

  In a second, my penis in my pink panties stood at attention. I felt my new css begin to take control of me after those hours of bor. [Ethereal Addiction] and [Hunger for Closeness] merged into one massive wave of desire. Touching this cool, gleaming material provided a gargantuan, almost painful pleasure.

  My brain lost the st of its rationality.

  Instead of standing there to admire the effect, I threw myself onto the bed, allowing my cat ears and bell-tipped tail to rub against the smooth surface. I began to nuzzle and roll around like an idiot, from the left side of the giant bed to the right, purring with delight and incessantly rubbing my cheek against the tex. Every movement of my legs in the heels sent shivers of bliss through me.

  Suddenly, my tail and ears snapped upright. A voice, cold to the marrow, tore me from my dazed state, causing all the blood to drain from my face.

  “I was only gone for two months, and it seems a little stray kitten has found its way into my bed.”