After concluding that she was indeed, sexier than ever, and yes, her dear Ranma-sama can't ignore her advanceds now, Kodachi shifted gears and sought an outfit that would compliment her new body. True, it would probably wouldn't matter what she wore, but there had to be something perfect for the occasion. There was just one problem with that.
With her new curves, her collection of clothes wouldn't fit her anymore. They were all made for a much slimmer build, and as such, wouldn't have enough give to stretch enough to fit. Well, not without severly ruining them.
She needed to get a new wardrobe. But a new wardrobe would take time, and she wanted to get to her beloved Ranma as soon as she could. She could just go out naked, but that would get the wrong sorts of attention that would detract her from her quest.
Her mind than was in conflict. Two priorities, and neither one proved they were greater than the other.
It was then she came upon an idea, which left her wondering why she didn't try it in her earlier attempts to make Ranma hers.
This has led to the to the present, where she is observing herself in the mirror, admiring her handiwork.
"Mistress Kodachi! Mistress Kodachi!" a voice echoed from the bedroom door. "Dinner is ready!"
Without missing a beat, she replied, "You may enter, Sasuke."
With that the door opened, allowing the diminutive ninja to wheel in a serving cart that was loaded with one large covered plate. Upon entering he headed straight for the side of the bed, not even noticing the half-dressed state of his employer. However, once he reached his destination, he let go of the cart handle, rubbed his hands, and then turned towards his mistress. "Is there anything el......." He halted in mid-question, as he realized what was in his sights.
"Oh yes," Kodachi answered, as she turned from the mirror to face her servant, her movements somehow slow and sensual. "Do tell me, is this outfit decent?"
Sasuke couldn't help but stare at his employer, and not just because of the high increase in the amount of curves she was showing off. No, it was her outfit was nothing but ribbons. Litterally. It had seemed that Kodachi has taken two lengths of gymnastic ribbons and made makeshift undergarments with them. The ribbons were wrapped around her in a manner that provided the minimun amount of cover need to be considered "legal" in terms of not getting arrested. Not only that, there were two bows placed on top of her naughty parts, as if she was seeking to be unwrapped like a gift.
"Sasuke?" Kodachi sweetly intoned, quickly breaking the ninja of his reverie.
"Ah, yes of course mistress. Your outfit is decent enough."
"Hmph. As it should be, as I, a Kuno, could not go wrong in putting this together." Kodachi began walking to the door, Sasuke enthralled with every step she made. "I'm going out tonight to let my dear Ranma know he has a present awaiting him. See to it that this room is put in the proper order, as I intend for him to open it here."
"Ah, certainly Miss Kodachi. I'll take care of your room."
"And while you're at it," Kodachi added, flinging a sheet of paper to the servant's hands, "see to it my wardrobe is adjusted to these measurements as soon as possible. You're given free reign to locate enough tailors to make this happen."
"Oh, as you wish, my Mistress."
With that, Kodachi left through the door, giving Sasuke a nice view of her bare buttocks.
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