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Lust kept the Saint's hand in hers, her influence finding that one seed on desire in Agatha and wrapping it tight in its claws, squeezing it so it would start to grow. Agatha's scent was changing, she wasn't drowning in Chastity anymore.
But Lust kept a look of disinterest on her face. She picked out a short skirt and a top that was low cut for Agatha. The outfit was tame compared to what else was in her closet. "Change." she said as if maybe the girl wouldn't know what to do. And with no warning, Lust herself stripped next to the Saint. Standing completely nude in her absolute perfect form and not even batting an eye as she contemplated on what she wanted to wear if anything at all.