Young Master! Please Stop Joking Around!

While getting dressed, Eleanor began preparing herself mentally for today's visit, knowing full well that she'd likely receive quite a bit of attention during it as a result of her physical changes after her recent transformative process. Nevertheless, she believed it would be worth experiencing all the gazes, as it would mean that she could proudly claim herself to belong to Young Master.

Eleanor stood still before the mirror and let her hair loose, letting her orange wavy locks cascading freely past her shoulders and flowing gently down her backside. She wanted her appearance to reflect how free she felt emotionally.

She wore her pure white lingerie, including the bra, panties, and stockings, all made entirely of silky-soft lace material.