I don't want to be a dragon maid!

For someone as fragile and sensitive as Shelley, Noah would give her not just one wish, but a hundred.

but……

Noah was still a little uncomfortable. Even though he always took the initiative, this time it was Shelley who took the initiative, and he felt a little... annoyed.

Her dignity as a perverted maid... no, her dignity as a personal maid was challenged.

Chapter Ninety-Five: The Trouble of Giving Shelley Herbal Medicine

"Lord Shelley, does that mean if Noah doesn't grant your wish, you won't drink the medicine?"

Noah looked at Shelley, who spoke earnestly.

"Of course, otherwise why would I drink such bitter medicine?"

Shelley and Noah exchanged glances, her face showing a slight hint of displeasure.

"Hmph, Lord Shelley, although Noah would love to agree to your request, I actually have another way to get you to take the medicine."

Noah suddenly stood up, put her hands on her hips, and smiled confidently.

"I don't believe you, Noah! No matter what tricks you play, I will not back down this time!"

When Shelley heard Noah say that, her stubbornness flared up, and she puffed out her cheeks and said angrily.

"Lord Shelley, what will happen if you fail to do so?"

Noah said with a smile.

"If I can't do it, then I'll grant Noah one wish..."

"My wish is to be able to sleep with Lady Shelley."

Before Shelley could finish speaking, Noah interrupted her with lightning speed.

"Wow, Noah. You're not plotting something again, are you?"

Shelley looked at Noah warily, instinctively clutching her chest.

"Hehe, Lord Shelley, if you're not confident, you don't have to bet with me. Anyway, Lord Shelley will still have to obediently drink the medicine."

Noah looked at Shelley, whose smile had a mischievous quality to it.

"Hmph, who lacks confidence? I'd like to see what other tricks you have up your sleeve, Noah."

Shelley sat in a chair, arms crossed, and said defiantly.

"Come on, Noah, I'll sit right here. How are you going to get me to drink the medicine willingly?"

"Alright, Lady Shelley, watch closely. This is one of the 999 essential skills every maid must learn: Transformation!!!"

Noah raised her hands and let out a shout, and a cloud of white smoke rose around her, enveloping half the room.

"Noah, are you doing magic? This can't possibly make me... Huh? Huh!!!"

Before Shelley could finish speaking, the white smoke quickly dissipated, and Noah was still Noah, but she had become somewhat strange. Her figure had become more supple, exuding a captivating charm, and her skin had become fair, looking like a meticulously crafted porcelain.

Of course, the most attractive thing is the changes that have taken place on her. Silver-white cat ears have grown on her head, her slender hands have paws with fleshy bumps, and a fluffy tail swishes behind her.

"Meow~"

Noah let out a soft cry, struck a cute pose, and winked at Shelley.

"This...this..."

Shelley was completely stunned. She stared at the cat-like Noah in front of her, her mind filled with thoughts of "cute," "want to pet," and "want to hug."

"How is it, Lady Shelley? Isn't she adorable, meow~"

Noah leaned forward slightly, stretched, and her languid expression possessed an innate allure.

A beautiful girl paired with a cat—that's Noah's answer, a killer move that appeals to both men and women!

"Cute...cute? Not cute at all! I...I...I didn't think anything..."

Shelley looked away and said something she didn't mean.

Despite saying this, Shelley couldn't help but steal glances at Noah. Whenever Noah noticed, she would immediately look away and then steal another glance.

Noah naturally noticed this little action, and her smile grew even more smug as she skipped and hopped over to Shelley.

"Lady Shelley, Lady Shelley, look, these ears can even move, meow~"

Noah spoke with a smile, and her silvery-white ears twitched.

Shelley's eyes were immediately drawn to it; her pale blue pupils reflected Noah's cat ears, and her hand reached out towards Noah as if out of control.

"Lord Shelley, would you like to pet me? Meow~"

Noah took a step back, her lips slightly parted, a mischievous smile on her face.

"If you want to touch me, Lady Shelley should know what to do, right? Meow~"

Shelley reacted quickly; she came to her senses and immediately grabbed the outstretched right hand with her left.

"I won't give in! You think you can do whatever you want just because you've turned into a catgirl? I..."

Noah didn't give Shelley a chance to finish speaking. She stretched out her right paw, revealing her pink fleshy orb.

"Lady Shelley, look at these adorable pink little balls! They bounce back so easily when you squeeze them—they feel so good! Do you want to squeeze them? Meow~"

"I! Don't! Want to!"

Shelley turned her back, speaking each word with unwavering resolve.

"Cat ball, cat ears, I don't want to touch them at all! I don't care at all..."

"Lady Shelley, you're really persistent! Meow~"

Noah placed her hands on her knees and said with a hint of helplessness.

"I'm very determined, Noah. If you've given up, hurry up and change back!"

Shelley glanced at Noah, blushing, and said...

"Give up? Who said I gave up? I still have a big move to unleash, meow."

Noah grinned, and then she collapsed to the ground, her soft body rolling around like a cat.

She stretched out her two fleshy paws and bent them slightly, and her pale golden eyes turned into cat pupils like glass marbles. At this moment, she seemed to be possessed by a succubus, and a bone-deep charm emanated from her whole body.

"Lord Shelley, if you agree, then you can do whatever you want with this body of Noah the Cat, meow~"

Noah lay on the ground, and she spoke with a seductive expression.

"You can do whatever you want, meow~"

"..."

Shelley lowered her head. She didn't answer, but sat there as if petrified.

"Lord Shelley? Meow?"

Noah sat up from the ground and asked in a low voice.

"..."

Shelley remained silent.

Noah dropped her alluring expression, scratched her head, sighed softly, and showed a helpless look on her face.

It seems we failed. I never expected Shelley to be so terrifying. If it were an ordinary person, they would have already given Noah a good beating.

If even this trick can't sway Lord Shelley, then Noah is truly out of options.

How should I put it? Truly worthy of being his master!

Noah looked at Shelley, wanting to obediently agree to her request.

But as soon as she got up from the ground, she heard the rapid breathing. She saw Shelley looking at Noah, her pale blue eyes reflecting the cat Noah, and an uncontrollable fervor on her face.

"Noah, you've won."

Shelley spoke these words softly, exhaling a breath of relief, her face showing a sense of liberation, as if some shackles had been removed.

"Lady Shelley... Meow!"

Noah had barely opened her mouth when Shelley tackled her to the ground with astonishing speed.

Chapter Ninety-Six: The Trouble of Giving Shelley Herbal Medicine

"Lady Shelley, calm down, meow!"

Noah was genuinely terrified when she was tackled to the ground. Being pinned down by Shelley was an utter disgrace; usually, wasn't she on top?

Ah, I'm not thinking dirty thoughts. What does Lord Shelley want to do looking like that?

It's not appropriate to do that on the floor, is it? Should I offer a symbolic act of resistance?

Just as Noah was pondering whether to cooperate or feign a struggle before cooperating, Shelley began to move.

She grabbed Noah's head and stroked his silver-white cat ears with both hands.

"Just as I thought, it feels so soft and fluffy to the touch!"

Shelley looked at Noah's cat ears and said with a happy expression.

"I've always wanted to have a cat, and then do those kinds of things to it. Now my dream has finally come true. My cat, my very own cat. Mine, this is mine!"

Shelley hugged Noah tightly as she spoke.

"Lady Shelley, no! Meow~"

Noah buried his head in Shelley's chest, unsure whether to be happy or sad.

Although Shelley's part is a bit pitiful, it's still quite well-endowed. If a little more force is applied, then a horrific breast-killing incident is very likely to occur.

"Lord Shelley..."

Noah almost cried. She tried to lift her head, wanting to breathe in some fresh air, but soon Noah was about to face something even more serious.

"By the way, are cat tails also fluffy?"

Shelley looked behind Noah, her eyes filled with curiosity as she watched the tail wagging incessantly.