Not So Sweet Candyland

LXVIII: Servants

"I'm actually surprised that they let us get away like this, do you agree?"

"As now as we are not dead, that's all that matters. I would not want to get killed."

"I mean, what is he even planning on teaching us?" Berry held up a uniform that looked like a female servant outfit. "These are actually kind of skimpy, what do you think?" She held the dress and twirled around in it.

"It's well.... knee length? I don't know."

"It is knee length, actually. I just expect the medieval kind of style, but I was also expecting a very short and skimpy kind of outfit."

"Well, what do you think about this?" Chase showed his outfit as he put it on.

"You put on your outfit that quick?"

"Yeah, it's very simple."

"Well, you look like a pilgrim trying to impress a princess that only like rich boys."

"Not sure if that was a compliment or something else."

"I'm going to put this on, look the opposite way unless you don't want to, that's ok."

Chase turned away and Berry started to put on the dress that came with it.

"Well, this is a lot shorter than it looks, and tighter, fuck."

Chase turned around. The skirt was an illusion skirt that Berry saw and the top was a corset, wrapping tight around her chest.

"Can you zip the back for me? It's weird, but can you? Before I break out of this corset and loose my rib and air die to suffocation."

"Are you sure?"

"JUST DO IT! Please...."

Chase blushed and started to zipper up the top of Berry's dress. He felt so flustered and giddy for some strange reason, as if his heart was going a million miles an hour.

"I can tell you're nervous, you're shaking."

"N-n-no, I'm not."

"Figures. Now, let's get this over with."

They walked out of the room and into a little closet area with a long stretch of items that could be used for cleaning.

"This is now what we're looking for."

"Your father never mentioned the clear rules of our punishment."

"We have to serve the royal court. That means my sister, her husband, and my father."

She closed the door and went down the hall.

"Fuck, this corset is tight, especially around my chest, god, they never make stuff this right."

Chase blushed and then got flustered again.

Berry opened a door which led to a kitchen area with a handful of servers and servants, and cooks cooking up and running meals all around.

"The same kitchen where we had that meal? It looked like this?"

"Like this, but 10x worse."

Berry leaned over a ledge and found the cook.

"Charlie! How's the kings usual 3pm meal coming along?"