Mercy's New Fit

     Mercy sighed as they were returning to their room at the church of sin, placing their bags on the bed and plopping down beside them to take a moment’s rest. They had been out all day scouring shops all over Burrowgatory to find some last minute treats to show off to Father Oleander later that evening. It was Matentines Day afterall; what unholy bun of sin would Mercy be if they hadn’t planned something special?

      They grabbed the receipt from their spree, finally swallowing their pride enough to check how much they had spent just for a single night’s rendezvous, grumbling as they saw the total price. 248 Carats… With a groan, they threw their arms back on the bed after seeing the total. “Bastard better like what I’m doing for him. That’s so many Carats I could’ve just kept. I should’ve just gotten cheap shit from someone who’s doing anything for a quick buck, but nooooo, I had to get the Vellure brand stuff. The things I do for this holiday…” Their vice of greed was showing strong as they complained over the price they paid on goods that day.

      Sitting up, Mercy moved the tissue paper lined with heart shaped confetti-glitter from one of their shopping bags. Peeking inside, they determined which set it was, pulling out a box decorated in Matenties flavor, a candy pink bow tying it all nicely together. Opening the box, there was some lingerie within, to which Mercy shrugged, getting up to change.

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     After having changed, Mercy was looking in the mirror, striking several poses to see how well the attire suited them. This certain set fit like a glove, and really accentuated their shape. They had about 4 other sets to try on yet, but this first one was definitely a huge winner.

     This particular set was a 2-piece, similar to a babydoll in style, but with its own spicy flares. The top was a V-cut bra in black with gilded embroidered swirls on the cup. Along the top was intricate white lace, occasionally having a small gold pearl between intricacies. There was a silky black bow between the breasts where the V pointed, a little gold synthetic rose on the knot. Under the band of the breasts, there was translucent white skirting made of a soft, mesh-like fabric. Along the edge of the skirting was some white lace matching to that of the trim of the bra. Overtop of the skirting, there was another shorter layer of skirting, in turn made of white lace, only there were no pearls within the lace skirting. Between both layers of skirting, some dark , 2 different length loops of bronze chains dangled down to Mercy’s rib line, looping back up to attach in the centre of the V of the bra, just underneath the small ribbon. From there, the chains dangled down the centre of Mercy’s torso, 3 of the chain endings having heart charms on them, each chain ending at various lengths. The longest, 4th chain however had a sign of Murmur charm dangling off of the end. The straps of the top formed an upside down pentacle on Mercy’s chest.

     The bottom of the set was nearly just as intricate, bearing black panties with a sign of Murmur embroidered in the same gold threads that the top had been on the front side. Folded over the waist was some black lace, just going only a mere inch past the shoestring ties on Mercy’s hips. In the centre of the front half of the waist, was another tiny ribbon, this time in a pearly white colored silk, 2 chains dangling without a prior source, either being at mismatching lengths, either one having heart charms as well. Just along the legs of the underwear was more white lace skirting, angled in a way it made it seem as though Mercy’s legs had small wings on them.

     The piece was rather alluring, however it wasn’t quite enough. After a long moment of looking over the attire on themselves and thinking on how to improve the set, Mercy sparked an idea. They turned to grab the collar off of their habit, a pair of fishnet stockings with heart shaped holes along the front, some black heels, and some thick, silky black ribbon, combining them all to make the look perfect.

     Upon tying the ribbons along their calves, Mercy took a look at themselves in the mirror, admiring their added touches to their outfit, fixing some minor imperfections before nodding. “The other sets can wait. This is the one. I’ll have him wrapped around my pinky with this alone.”