Jacen, for all his shyness, is nearly unrecognizable at first glance. His good looks, a bit androgynous even in his natural dress and style, carry over surprisingly...even disturbingly...well in female garb. Once one looks past the long hair and the dress...a high necked modest piece that probably wouldn't have fit the boy once he'd finished his growth, but with the corset gave him a figure that wasn't far from Marie's...one can see Jacen is still there, but with makeup and everything else...he's actually not bad looking at all.
It's enough to make one want to 'make sure' of one's paramours before advancing too far, in fact.
Jacen, for his part, is clearly uncomfortable in the corset, and a little sullen at all the frilly things, but he carries himself with poise...not wanting to make Marie feel bad.
"So," he says...and he's clearly pitching his already tenor's voice a bit higher, though it doesn't sound falsetto or unnatural. "How do I look?"
It's enough to make one want to 'make sure' of one's paramours before advancing too far, in fact.
Jacen, for his part, is clearly uncomfortable in the corset, and a little sullen at all the frilly things, but he carries himself with poise...not wanting to make Marie feel bad.
"So," he says...and he's clearly pitching his already tenor's voice a bit higher, though it doesn't sound falsetto or unnatural. "How do I look?"