Chapter Six Still Super Short Skirt

  "How does it feel?" Lily eyed Catherine up and down, surprised to find that the dress she had originally made for Ida looked unexpectedly good on her.

  "It's a bit... uncomfortable..."

  Although Catherine was not as tall as Ida, her legs were a little longer than the other's, so this newly cut skirt showed more on her legs.

  What made her feel even more uncomfortable was that, in order to achieve the effect, they had taken off Catherine's tights and leotard which served as underwear, in other words, at this moment, Catherine was stark naked...

  "So Kate—" Lily suddenly whispered into her ear, "Next time remember to wear underwear!"

  “……”

  Catherine felt her heart pounding, and at this moment, she felt an infinite emptiness below, as if something was missing.

  "Take two photos for Kate!" Ida suddenly suggested after changing her own clothes.

  "Wait a minute, I've just made a rough design for now, and the specifics still need to be tweaked a bit. It'll probably be done by tomorrow, so let's try again then!"

  Catherine let out a sigh of relief, Lisa had just bailed herself out.

  "Maybe we can open a gap on both sides." Jenny suddenly spoke up after remaining silent all along.

  "Really?" Lisa looked at Catherine's face, then again at the skirt: "Doing so would be more suitable for Ida to wear, but as for Kate, it should have a better effect in two years."

  Anyway, Catherine managed to escape unscathed. When she returned to her dormitory, Catherine took a bath and changed into clean underwear.

  "Kate, I think you should wear prettier underwear, wouldn't that be better?" Lily asked, looking at Catherine who was wearing a nightgown.

  Indeed, Catherine's lingerie is relatively "childish". On the one hand, she is lazy to choose, on the other hand, thinking of wearing sexy clothes makes Catherine feel a little guilty.

  "And why don't you wear something cute like a camisole or a bra?"

  "I haven't even started developing yet." Catherine lay down on the bed.

  "It's almost time, I think it's better for you to prepare ahead of time."

  "Perhaps."

  Catherine flopped onto the bed and closed her eyes.

  "Goodnight, Kate."

  "Goodnight, Lily."

  The light has been turned off.

  But Catherine couldn't sleep that night.

  Her mind was still reeling from this afternoon's encounter. Although she had already put on her underwear, she still felt empty down there.

  She felt as if she were in the depths of the ocean, with infinite oppression.

  To alleviate this oppression, she began to rub her legs, wanting to drive this feeling out of her heart.

  She began to recall when she was still a man.

  These are two completely different feelings.

  Catherine felt as if she had grown wings and began to rise slowly.

  A gentle breeze caressed her cheeks, and the pressure seemed to be released in an instant, such a comfortable feeling made her moan unintentionally.

  The wings seemed to flap faster and faster, then gradually sailed into the clouds.

  In an instant, the entire world seemed to have ceased to exist, and her mind was a complete blank. This feeling, whether in this life or the last, she had never experienced before.

  She burst through the clouds and saw the newly born sun. The sunlight was so dazzling, sprinkling on her body, making her feel so comfortable...

  Catherine quietly got out of bed, changed into a new pair of underwear that looked like it had been peed in, and then returned to bed, this time with no feelings of depression in her mind.

  In a daze, she didn't notice that the sound of her own voice had woken up Lili who was sleeping across from her. Lili watched Catherine with great interest but didn't disturb her.

  Catherine finally fell into a deep sleep, and this night, she felt infinite happiness.

  But by the next day, it was Lily who called her up from bed, and looking at Lily's ambiguous smile, Catherine felt a little guilty.

  All morning, Catherine was inattentive in class, thinking about that wonderful feeling, and as soon as she sat down, she couldn't stop rubbing her legs together, trying to find that feeling.

  It wasn't until after lunch that she gradually came back to her senses.

  But in the afternoon she was still absent-minded in class, because at this moment her mind was all thinking about the problem of ultra-short skirts.

  The more she thought about it, the more feasible her plan seemed.

  So, after the gymnastics club's practice ended, she came to the fashion club and her first sentence was: "I think we might be able to set up a clothing design company and sell our new skirts. Sisters, isn't this wonderful? Think about it, everyone likes our designed skirts, and then makes them fashionable, popular for a hundred years!"

  "It sounds pretty good." Lisa was ironing a newly made mini skirt and her eyes lit up when she heard Catherine's words.

  This thing may be a bit impractical in China, but it's quite common in the United States.

  "But how exactly should it be done?"

  "Maybe I should go ask the teacher?"

  A few people started discussing it in a lively and disorderly manner.

  After inventing the mini skirt, they were as enthusiastic about it as if they had discovered a new continent, pouring 120% of their passion into this piece of clothing.

  "Maybe we should go find some venture capital? You know, it's really trendy these days."

  Catherine remembered that venture capital seemed to have been created by Little Rockefeller.

  But she herself does not trust venture capital.

  "No, we should start our own business. Maybe we should find a man to help us. After all, it's not very convenient for us and we don't know how the company management should be done, we need someone with experience to help."

  "Girls, maybe we can try on our new dresses first and then take some nice photos?" Lily raised her camera.

  "Yes, I'm eager too." Ada said happily, then she turned her head to look at Catherine: "Kate, you come try it out too, this time is the final version!"

  Good heavens, how did it get dragged back to myself again?

  Catherine Zhang opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but in the end didn't say anything.

  The only fortunate thing is that after the last incident, she has learned her lesson and changed back to her original clothes after training, instead of just wearing one outer garment for convenience.

  "This time I made some slight improvements, and I think it should be possible to choose stockings as a match."

  Lisa pulled out a black silk stocking.

  Stockings and tights are different, especially in terms of texture. Catherine has worn tights before, but they were cotton, whereas stockings are nylon, which she has never worn.