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Chapter 175 - The Servant Gun - Jane Powers, turn 175

Visit the Perverted Tailor twins to give specific instructions about the design of the modified gala dresses, including any special features you want incorporated.

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You make your way to the tailoring wing of Victoria's mansion, where the Perverted Tailor twins have established their workshop. The spacious room is filled with mannequins, fabric samples, and state-of-the-art sewing equipment. As you enter, both Fiona and Felicia Moore snap to attention, their identical auburn hair styled in playful updos, and their enormous breasts straining against their revealing tailor uniforms.

"Mistress!" they exclaim in perfect unison, quickly setting aside the garments they were working on. "What an unexpected pleasure!"

Fiona, distinguishable only by the small beauty mark near her right eye, approaches with measuring tape in hand. "We just received word from Sister Grace about the special gala attire for Riverside. We're absolutely thrilled with the assignment."

Felicia joins her sister, eyes gleaming with excitement. "Topless formal gowns with perception field amplifiers! The creative possibilities are endless."

"I wanted to provide more specific instructions personally," you tell them, your towering seven-and-a-half-foot frame making even their enhanced curves seem modest by comparison. "These gowns need to be perfect."

"Of course, Mistress," Fiona nods eagerly. "We've already begun preliminary sketches." She gestures to a digital drawing board where elegant gown designs float in holographic projection.

"I want something that maintains the illusion of a complete gown to observers," you explain, examining the designs. "But when viewed by me or anyone I designate, reveals the wearers' exposed breasts adorned only with the amplifier jewelry."

"Brilliant!" Felicia exclaims, making notes on a tablet. "We can use our transformation-infused fabric for the skirts and arm portions. The perception field will fill in the missing bodice for everyone else."

Fiona circles you, her fingers occasionally brushing against your body in a manner far more intimate than professional measurement requires. "We should consider color schemes that complement each wearer. For Dr. Maxine, perhaps a deep emerald that highlights her blonde hair?"

"And for Victoria, a midnight blue that matches her business aesthetic but with a more formal cut," Felicia adds, her hand casually grazing her sister's breast as she reaches for a fabric sample.

"For Sister Grace," you decide, "a rich purple with gold accents that hints at her former religious life while celebrating her new role."

The twins exchange excited glances. "And what special features would you like incorporated, Mistress?" Fiona asks, leaning forward so her cleavage is prominently displayed.

"The skirts should detach easily," you specify. "With hidden clasps that respond only to my touch or command. And the perception field amplifiers need to be seamlessly integrated – the nipple piercings should appear as elegant jewelry while functioning as powerful field generators."

"We can embed secondary amplifiers in the skirt fabric," Felicia suggests, pulling out a sample of shimmering material. "It will create a cascading field effect – anyone looking at them will see exactly what you want them to see."

Fiona runs her hands along the fabric, her expression turning sultry. "We've also been developing a new feature – pleasure feedback loops tied to perception. When others see the illusion while the wearer knows they're exposed, it creates a subtle orgasmic response."

"Perfect," you nod approvingly. "That will enhance their focus and devotion during the gala."

"Would you like to see the nipple piercing prototypes?" Felicia asks, opening a velvet case to reveal exquisite jewelry pieces. "Each contains a miniaturized perception field generator disguised as precious stones."

"Excellent craftsmanship," you observe, examining the delicate pieces. "Make sure they're comfortable for extended wear. The gala will last several hours."

"Of course, Mistress," the twins reply in unison, their synchronized movements revealing their shared consciousness. "We'll have preliminary fittings ready by tomorrow evening if that pleases you."

"That will be perfect," you confirm. "I expect nothing less than transformation perfection from both of you."

The twins beam with pride, already beginning to gather materials for their most ambitious project yet.

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