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As soon as Xodiac fastened the last button, a wave of nausea washed over him, then a sudden heat flash. When it was all over he felt decidedly weird. "What the hell was that?" he yelled, startled. Then he blinked. His voice sounded... odd.
Then he looked down.
"Eeeeeeeek!"
The dress had always been the right size for him to wear. But now he fit it perfectly. His waist was decidedly smaller, and his newly expanded hips and butt helped accentuate the skirt. And, of course, he now filled in the top nicely. He could feel the cups of the bra cradling his... his...
He was brought back by a soft click. He looked up to see Tomae putting away his phone. Apparently the otter had just taken a picture of him as he stared at his new assets.
"What, you think I wanted to look at your ugly male butt bending over all day in that outfit?" Tomae said, and chuckled. "Hell, no. But I could watch you like this all day!"
Xodiac looked in the mirror. He had to admit — if only to himself — that he looked a lot better in the maid's dress than he had a minute ago. He reached up and brushed at the blonde headfur that had suddenly grown long and luxurious, down nearly to his tail. "Goddammit, Tomae!" Xodiac said. "This isn't funny!"
"Are you kidding? You're part coyote. You know it is."
"Fine. Ha ha. Laugh away, fish breath," Xodiac growled. "I'm done. Get out; I'm changing back." He reached for the buttons he'd just closed. It didn't take a genius to realize he'd changed because of the costume. Besides, he'd heard of these things; they were relatively new on the market, and there were more costumes out there than just a maid's. Schoolgirl, belly dancer, nurse, and more. But he hadn't expected to ever wear one; they were all, every one of them, made for females.
Well, he'd never claimed to be clairvoyant.
"Oh, come on. Are you really going to back out because of this?" Tomae pleaded. "Over a little of embarrassment, a little time sitting to pee?"
Xodiac froze, hands half-raised. He could back out... but then he'd owe four months of rent. And he didn't think Tomae was going to let him tack on yet another month, not if he turned down this deal. He didn't have any other friends in the area both willing and able to take him in, either. This was it.
"Fine," he sighed, and dropped his hands. "This eliminates my rent debt, though. Totally."
Tomae nodded. "Totally gone, sure."
Xodiac glanced in the mirror again, and grimaced. He brushed some hair out of his eyes, then turned back to his roommate. "All right. Where do you want me to start?"
Art by
Cobalt_K
His posting is here.
Story by me, based on his maid costume design.
467 words (this part)
As soon as Xodiac fastened the last button, a wave of nausea washed over him, then a sudden heat flash. When it was all over he felt decidedly weird. "What the hell was that?" he yelled, startled. Then he blinked. His voice sounded... odd.
Then he looked down.
"Eeeeeeeek!"
The dress had always been the right size for him to wear. But now he fit it perfectly. His waist was decidedly smaller, and his newly expanded hips and butt helped accentuate the skirt. And, of course, he now filled in the top nicely. He could feel the cups of the bra cradling his... his...
He was brought back by a soft click. He looked up to see Tomae putting away his phone. Apparently the otter had just taken a picture of him as he stared at his new assets.
"What, you think I wanted to look at your ugly male butt bending over all day in that outfit?" Tomae said, and chuckled. "Hell, no. But I could watch you like this all day!"
Xodiac looked in the mirror. He had to admit — if only to himself — that he looked a lot better in the maid's dress than he had a minute ago. He reached up and brushed at the blonde headfur that had suddenly grown long and luxurious, down nearly to his tail. "Goddammit, Tomae!" Xodiac said. "This isn't funny!"
"Are you kidding? You're part coyote. You know it is."
"Fine. Ha ha. Laugh away, fish breath," Xodiac growled. "I'm done. Get out; I'm changing back." He reached for the buttons he'd just closed. It didn't take a genius to realize he'd changed because of the costume. Besides, he'd heard of these things; they were relatively new on the market, and there were more costumes out there than just a maid's. Schoolgirl, belly dancer, nurse, and more. But he hadn't expected to ever wear one; they were all, every one of them, made for females.
Well, he'd never claimed to be clairvoyant.
"Oh, come on. Are you really going to back out because of this?" Tomae pleaded. "Over a little of embarrassment, a little time sitting to pee?"
Xodiac froze, hands half-raised. He could back out... but then he'd owe four months of rent. And he didn't think Tomae was going to let him tack on yet another month, not if he turned down this deal. He didn't have any other friends in the area both willing and able to take him in, either. This was it.
"Fine," he sighed, and dropped his hands. "This eliminates my rent debt, though. Totally."
Tomae nodded. "Totally gone, sure."
Xodiac glanced in the mirror again, and grimaced. He brushed some hair out of his eyes, then turned back to his roommate. "All right. Where do you want me to start?"
Art by
Cobalt_KHis posting is here.
Story by me, based on his maid costume design.
467 words (this part)
Category Artwork (Digital) / TF / TG
Species Dragon (Other)
Size 552 x 704px
File Size 197.9 kB
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