Commander's Rounds Volume 1

Commander's Rounds Interlude 2- A Stitch in Time

Melissa had a dream.

She didn't want to be someone who just sold clothes, or even someone who just fantasized about designing them with her little sketchbook and pencil, she wanted to do more than that these days. She knew how hard it was for some of her shipgirl friends to find clothes in their size at times (usually some very particular size) and so she wanted to have some real knowledge about how this was done so she could create things with some real hands-on knowledge of how they were made. And then... Maybe even make things herself someday. While she studied the theory and techniques extensively herself there was just one small problem.

As far as the fashion world was concerned, her current place of residence might as well have been on the moon, so there was no way she could get personal instruction.

But that's when a certain manic, black-haired buxom beauty came into her shop, not looking for clothes, but for ideas.

When she found out that Taihou had made that New Year's dress herself, she had finally found someone to learn from, and so she asked Taihou to teach her. Taihou didn't need much convincing, strangely enough- Melissa had originally expected that she might be some very picky master.

But while Taihou had been willing to teach, she would be strict about it.

Now, Melissa had her share of strict teachers, but the main difference between those and Taihou was that Taihou was quite willing to explain why she was being strict about things, but in an unusual Taihou way.

Of course, one of the things that didn't help her concentration was the fact that Taihou insisted on wearing a schoolgirl outfit whenever she taught her lessons. Taihou was a very... Blessed... woman, and that little black skirt and stockings, combined with the open red jacket was certainly something, but the buttons on her white dress shirt could only be described as "doing their best" with what they were trying so hard to contain. And that was on top of being asked to be called sensei.

And Taihou wouldn't let her go until she had gotten things just right.

For instance...

Taihou put on her glasses as she looked over the sample stitching that Melissa had shown her and sighed as she handed it back. "Too weak. Try again."

Melissa blinked. She was sure it was much better than last time, but perhaps Taihou saw something she didn't. "But, that's the finest stitch I could do."

"It is, but you'll have to think about doing more than that. It might be good enough for regular girls, but it's not something that's going to be enough for us all of the time."

Melissa blinked. "...What do you mean?"

Taihou waved. "Stand up, shop girl, and let Taihou demonstrate something to you."

Melissa stood up. "All right."

Taihou smiled, and slowly unbuttoned her white shirt, with Melissa's eyes following Taihou's hands down until every last button was undone, revealing Taihou's massive breasts which quivered in her white bra. "Now, sweet girl, why don't you stand behind me and put your hands on the underside of my breasts?"

Melissa blushed heavily, but did as she was told- she found it was best to follow Taihou's instructions as soon as she gave them. "A-All right..."

"Now, try to lift them."

Melissa didn't even question that, either. Taihou was... Very proud of... Those... "Y-Yes... Sensei..." And pressing her hands into Taihou's enormous rack... She just had to find something else to think about...

Taihou was...

No, she wasn't too big, she was just...

Taihou big.