Red Robin 🐦

She gently reached out and took Tim's shaking hand. Trying to reassure her, stroking the back of his hand and using a soft voice. "Now now, im here sweetie. Just take deep breaths. Let the drugs work their way out of your system." Her eyes scan over her new form, and smiled.

"Girl, you are looking absolutely beautiful." Babs responded with a soft smile "How is it? I spent weeks debating on the shade of red. Metallic, mat, dark, cherry. Notes are always good."

A bit cheeky, teeth graze at her lower lip at Barbara's complement with a nod about the suit. "It feels- fantastic. The red is good. I promise. Not too bright, or dark. Keep the color-- and those other notes." She winks.

It was Steph who spoke, walking forwards. Her voice watery, shakey. She hurried over and reached inside the suit. Pulling a few bits.... And the suit tightened around the waist. The inbuilt corset they mentioned helping shape her waist a bit more, and giving more slack for the suit as she then pulled it up further

Bringing it up to the end of its travels, ag the back of her neck

"How do you like it so far?" Babs asked while nodding her head at a full body mirror

The suit, the fake breasts and corset as well as similar accents to the inside of the suit that Tim could feel now that it was in their body...

Not the biggest breast, not the biggest ass or widest hips, not the thickest thighs.... But if you didn't know, just from looking at the neck down, you wouldn't assume it was being worn by someone born as a male. And even with Tim's face, the natural curves added to by Baba's make up...

She turns to Barbara with a nod and smile, before having even seen the full effects. It was unusual, that such an unfamiliar silhouette could feel so natural.

Stunned. It was hard enough to see a face looking back at Tim that didn't feel like her own, but now there was a body to match- well, at least while she wore the suit. Hands lift from her sides, moving to caress and explore the form. Not sexually, but with a sense of wonder and disbelief.

”Aves, who is that?” Orla asked Aveline, eyeing a young man, likely a freshman or sophomore, that the House Mother had given a work study to for keeping the common grounds clean for the sorority house - ladies get messy too after all. “He’s just the work study, Tim Dragon or something like that,” Aveline answered Orla with a shrug, not interested in small fry like the young man. However, Orla was very interested in him, seeing his physique and elegant long hair that was pulled into a disaster of a manbun.

College life- one of those things that Tim never really looked forward to, but felt like he couldn't afford to miss out on. Making connections was always a priority, so he sought a position in the work study program. They thought that he would be a good fit for the sorority, which was news to him that they had their own staff.

It was hot, the sun beating down- for pool duty this afternoon he was wearing a pair of swim trunks, tank top, and had his hair pulled into a bun. In a world of his own- over the ear headphone on in full noise cancelling effect, which is why Tim flinched nearly throwing himself into the pool when the woman tapped on his shoulder.

"Here we go..." Carefully she steps inside, one leg after the other and pull them up to where the suit ends at her ankles. Arms go into each sleeve and she then leans back, the rest of it kind of just moving into place. Reaching back Tim fumbles the zipper a bit but manages to pull it partly. New suits always needed breaking in.

"She means this cute thing, partially." Cass added, softly squeezing his crotch