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... me in my life, I was wearing clothes that... made me feel like I wasn't human.
"I don't mind playing a part, Vim... but can I?" I asked, adjusting the thick silk wrapped around my breasts. It was hard to do, especially since a young boy who had been walking nearby paused as I did so.
Doing my best ignore the young boy's odd look, I shifted my shoulders and decided to just let my new clothes be.
We were already in the noble's district. And I was supposed to be a noble. Whi ...
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