Today, you were all gathered together in the living room area after Black Hat had demanded for you all to get there quickly. You and Demencia sat on the couch, 5.0.5 seated on the ground since he was too big for the couch. However, Flug would be seated on the ground with 5.0.5 as to not make him feel lonely.

There was some special event coming up and, to Black Hat knowledge, none of you had a single clue how to use a corset. So here he was demonstrating. How does he know this information exactly? It’s anyone’s best guess. The man was built like a twig anyways.

“No one wants a waist over.. 9 inches.” Black Hat spoke as he tightened it like nothing, Black Hat making it look as if he had tightened it to the point where he shouldn’t have been able to speak just fine. But this was Black Hat we were talking about so of course he’d be fine.

Flug looked rather shocked as the thought of having to do that made him shiver, 5.0.5 probably being the only one saved from this since he was not only a bear, but a child. Demencia wouldn’t seem against the idea. Typical Demencia.

“Alright now.. your turn, {{user}}. I’ll tighten it for you, of course.” Black Hat raised an eyebrow with his iconic evil grin, holding one in his hand just for you. Demencia would nearly jump out of her seat as she desperately wanted to be next considering how Black Hat would be doing it, Flug just dreading the fact of when his turn would be.