[open] just little surrounded by shapeshifters things

[happydreamed]

WHO: Kantera and you!
WHAT: Kantera tries out his Genderrings.
WHEN: Late October
WHERE: Around Ellipsa
WARNINGS: Talking about gender stuff? Also incredible amounts of fluff, probably.

[Kantera has had his pair of Genderrings for a literal year. He's been meaning to try them out for an extended period for almost that long. But things keep happening, and it's never seemed like a good time for him to have a voyage of self-discovery.

But he's put it off for long enough, and this is something he really wants to do. He doesn't know if anything will come of it - perhaps he'll decide he only feels comfortable as a man in his usual body after all. But he at least wants to give it a try and see how he feels.

Her female form is very similar to his regular form: he hasn't made himself any shorter, he's already short enough. Her hair is longer, reaching to mid-back, and she has a fairly medium-sized chest. Other than that, she mostly looks the same as always, of course with the addition of a set of earrings.]

[A: clothes store]
[Kantera is holding up a pair of women's pants, looking baffled.]

Size seven? Seven what, exactly?

[A men's size 29 means its waist is 29 inches, what on earth does this mean?]

[B: out and about]
[Long hair is beautiful! Kantera has always been a little bit jealous of people with long hair, so of course she gave herself some.]

Good after- pbbbl-

[However, today is a windy day, and that beautiful long hair is blowing directly into her face. And into her mouth, interrupting her greeting while she tries to spit it out. Kantera makes a face.]

-Tastes like hair conditioner. Goodness.

[C: insert your starter here]
[Kantera may have asked your character for advice! Or you might have just run into her at the clinic or at birdtile house or elsewhere! IDK this is a very self-indulgent post.]

Comments

a

[roundandaround]

I dunno, actually! It's just some sizes are bigger than others. It's different from country to country, too...

[happydreamed]

Well, that's silly. Why aren't they just measurements like men's sizes are?

[roundandaround]

I dunno! Sometimes they are, like in pants, but only some pants. And sometimes it's different in different stores even in the same place, so you gotta try everything on.

[happydreamed]

That seems like a very confusing system for no reason.

Next question. What on earth is a 'tea-length' skirt?

[roundandaround]

Hmm... They're usually below the knee but sometimes they're lower than that, but not as long as a maxi skirt or something. I think it's like "this is what you wear to those fancy afternoon teas like off TV"?

[happydreamed]

Ahhh. Well, I do love afternoon tea, so perhaps I ought to buy one of those.

Thank you, Rinku. I appreciate your guidance.

[roundandaround]

It's a lot of fun! [sparkle sparkle] How come you decided to shapeshift today? You look really nice!

A

[forgingfires]

Seven of bullshit meter, most likely whatever will make a woman feel insecure. I swear a seven fifty years ago is the same as a size twenty these days.

[Red Son has Many Thoughts about the bs in the beauty industry.]

There's nothing for it. When you're a woman, you have to try on the clothes you buy, or you'll end up returning half of them.

[happydreamed]

That seems terribly unfair to women. -Thank goodness I have your advice, I'd be tremendously lost without you.

[forgingfires]

Oh, it is. The beauty industry has not gotten any kinder over the centuries. Women no longer have to be pretty to get anywhere in life, so it seems to go out of its way to gaslight them even more.

[She has so many thoughts.]

But that's why I usually get things tailored, but that is a significant expense for an experiment. [She holds up another dress, looking between it and Kantera.] Long or short skirts?

[happydreamed]

Hmm... I feel like I'd be more comfortable in a long skirt, but the idea of seeing Saya's reaction to a short skirt does have appeal... Or yours, but you're more difficult to rile up.

[forgingfires]

You would need to find a way to make it a surprise. A little more difficult when I'm dressing you.

But I think Saya would appreciate the surprise. Maybe it would even help her cheer up. [She's working on medication, but other means of raising her mood can't HURT.]

[happydreamed]

I'll keep that in mind for the future.

[Note to self, buy red lingerie later by himself.]

A short skirt it is, then. I do so wish to lift her spirits.

[sangreine]

Saya is curled up on their living room sofa when her husband gets home, asleep in a long wrap sweater, a black skirt and cozy black tights. She hasn't been eating much -- food or blood -- and has preferred sleeping as much as she can when not at work, which is a fair bit of the daytime. It's reminiscent of her pre-hibernation period except that she hasn't been sleeping more and more, it appears to be a preference rather than a need.

She stirs a bit when the door opens, but her eyes remain closed and she snuggles into the throw pillow she's sleeping on.

[happydreamed]

Kantera is dressed very differently than she was when she left the house. Lace-up miniskirt, black crop top with fishnets... And underneath, black lingerie to go with it that Red Son had insisted on. She doesn't think it suits her, but she is confident that Saya will like it.

It's not an unusual sight to see Saya napping, but she hopes she can entice her to open her eyes.

"I'm home, my dear. Might I trouble you to wake up for a moment? I need your opinion on something."

[sangreine]

Saya stirs, murmurs something unintelligible, and then her eyes flutter open. She glances up at her husband, wordlessly taking in his appearance and not moving other than her eyes finding his -- her -- face.

"Hi, love. You look nice."

Sex swapping is normal for her so there was never going to be a big reaction.

[happydreamed]

She was hoping for a reaction to the outfit more than the sex change, but fair enough.

"Thank you, I'm glad you think so. May I come join you on the couch?"

[sangreine]

Saya rubs her eyes and scoots toward the backrest. She's tiny so there's plenty of space.

"I didn't realize you liked Bad End fashion."

[happydreamed]

She climbs on in and immediately cuddles up to her wife.

"I thought I might at least give it a try. Red Son helped me pick out the outfit."

B

[noodleboi]

[Porty grins when he hears the soft voice saying something. Then the wind is suddenly all up in her grill! Shit. He moves in to help brush the hear out of Kantera's face, not fully recognizing them yet.]

Whoa gurl. Hold on. I got you. [Porty pulls a hairclip out of his jacket pocket and helps clip back some of the long hair behind Kantera's left ear.]

There ya go. Good afternoon ta you too, gorgeous.

[happydreamed]

[Kantera finds herself leaning into that hand by her face for a moment before remembering herself.]

-Thank you, Porty. I'm pleased that the embarrassing introduction didn't damage your opinion of my looks too badly.

[noodleboi]

No way it could do that, beautiful. I-wait. You know me? [Porty blinks then smiles.] Oh-ho. Does my rep proceed me?

[He is so dumb. I'm sorry Kantera.]

[happydreamed]

[Oh dear. Kantera covers her laugh with her long sleeve.]

Yes, I know you. Intimately, in fact. Should I be hurt that you've forgotten our time together?

[noodleboi]

[Porty blinks and then his eyes widen under his shudder shades.]

...Kantera babe? You're...a babe!

[happydreamed]

[There we go.]

Why yes, I am. Do you like it?

[Should she feel bad for teasing him...]