Chapter 9: 9 Names and Clothes

After dinner, I call out to Brigit," do you have anything barbie size that would be good for a fairy?"

 

Brigit gives me a perplexed look as she pushes her chair in, "that’s pretty random. Yeah, I do have something like that. Are you getting into dolls now?”

 

“No, it’s just I need them. Don’t ask,” I counter while waving my hands.

 

Brigit shrugs and waves for me to follow her, “I’ll show you.”

 

We walk through the garage to her workshop. She quickly opens a drawer and pulls out some clothes as if she’d worked here for years. Brigit looks over her shoulder at me and asks, “What do you think of these? Did you find Fairy Heart dolls? I didn’t think you were into this stuff.”

 

“What are Fairy Heart dolls?” I ask while nervously resetting my ponytail, “it’s not like I’m into dolls; I just need them for now.”

 

“If you say so. Fairy Heart dolls were really popular a few years ago. That’s why I have these. They even have holes for wings,” Brigit explains while holding up a one-piece full of frills.

 

“Ok, that’s useful.”

 

“If you have a fairy, it is. What will look best on them?” Brigit asks while eyeing the clothing.

 

“Does it matter? Whatever is good, right?” I ask.

 

Brigit looks at me with a frown, “if you are going to act like that, I won’t give you anything!”

 

“Fine, sorry,” I say as I lean over her shoulder to look at the clothes. “She has blue hair. So I guess we can choose based on that?”

 

“Well, since you didn’t bring it, I can’t say anything. What color?”

 

“Blue. Besides that, it looks like a normal barbie doll. Probably I didn’t think about looking too closely, honestly,” I explain while leaning on Brigit in exhaustion.

 

Brigit leans into me as she holds her chin in her hand. Her eyebrows furrow as she looks at the different clothes. “Do you think we should go with clothes the same color as her hair or try and pick colors that go well with her hair? We may lose her uniqueness if we aren’t careful. Does she have a name?”

 

“Well, I was thinking of just naming her by her hair color, so matching colors might be best.”

 

“That’s just like you. When it comes to something you don’t care about, you’re so lazy.”

 

I roughly rub my head and say, “it’s not that I don’t care. It’s just I’ll definitely get the name mixed up otherwise.”

 

Brigit grabs a light blue T-shirt cut to show her belly and short-short blue jeans. The Jeans are cut precariously, leaving the butt cheeks exposed and only a small strip over the private parts. She then grabs a black bra that’s slightly see-through. It has complex lace work on it. “What cup size?”

 

“I didn’t measure, of course.”

 

“I guess she’ll go without for now. You should bring her here so I can measure.”

 

“I’ll think about it,” I say while poking the sexy bra.

 

“Should we give her sexy lace panties, maybe a bright red that will ensure everyone can see? Or perhaps a nice gstring that won’t be visible?” Brigit puckers her lips and furrows her brow while thinking.

 

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I also put some thought into it and decide, “I like the visual panties idea. It makes her seem like an exhibitionist, which is hot.

 

“This looks great. Thanks a lot!” I exclaim while hugging Brigit from the side.

 

Brigit blushes and nudges me, “You’re making too big of a deal about this.”

 

“Ok, I’ll see you later!” I say as I begin to bound out of the room. Before I reach the door, I pause. I see the wooden dollhouse that was left in the house when we came in. “Do you mind if I take the house too?”

 

“I don’t have any use for it, so feel free.”

 

“Ok, I’ll grab it tomorrow,” I state as I leave.

 

I take a shower and get ready for bed. Once again, Brigit enjoys herself. I felt the call to touch myself as well, but I still want to keep things a secret. After enduring this, I fall asleep.

 

In the morning, I gather my things and prepare to leave. I first look for a box that will fit the house since it has little pieces. I grab it in my arms, but it’s larger than I thought. My hands barely fit around the box as I stumble through the forest.

 

As I’m forced to take a break and stretch my arms, I look over at the woman following me. Today she’s in a sexy office outfit with a short pin skirt and a loose shirt with a drooping center that goes down to her belly button. “Can’t you help me?” I complain.

 

“Sorry, I can’t manipulate anything in the world.”

 

“This sucks!” I curse as I slap the box. “I was thinking of just naming you Christal since you were born from a crystal. What do you think?”

 

“If that’s what you wish to call me, I’ll remember it,” the beauty responds indifferently. It’s easy to forget that this realistic babe in front of me is basically just a complex ai. It’d be fun to corrupt her and see her squirm in the future. I smile mischievously at the thought.

 

Well, let’s keep going. I think as I pick up the box once again. The rugged path makes it hard going, and it takes me an extra 2 hours to reach the stream. As I pass out of the forest, I see the fantasy scene of a fairy playing with slimes in the stream.

 

“Mom!” the girl screams as she flies and jumps on me.

 

“Alright, alright. I got you clothes,” I say while dumping the clothes out from my backpack. There is a bit of confusion as she examines the clothes, but slowly she gets dressed.

 

I smile as I see the girl happily showing off her clothes. “Alright, your name will be based on your hair color. So you’ll be named Blue from now on,” I explain with a bit of apprehension.

 

“Hi, I’m Blue!” Blue exclaims to each slime. I can’t help but laugh at their complete wonderment at every single thing.

 

“There’s still more. Don’t get too excited just for clothes,” I call. I look at one of the slimes and decide to see if it can help. “Here, carry this into the cave with us.”

 

I expect the slime to hold the box gingerly; however, it sucks it into its body and slides towards the cave with us. I worry about whether it will be eaten or covered in slime, but once we return to the dungeon core, it releases the box without issue.

 

I produce a stone pillar from the ground and place the dollhouse onto it. “This is your new home!”

 

Blue rushes in and claims her room. I stretch my body happily as the girl plays. I then turn up my sensitivity, causing me to get soaked instantly. I then take my throne and ask, “So what’s next?”

 

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