RP Log: Treasure Chests and Manly Corsets- Part 2

DaPuffster

Wyatt looked over at Annabelle with an unamused look. The face that she was giving him made it seem like she had this planned from the very beginning.

He rolled his eyes.

"Fineee... since you seem so eager.  And if I'm going to keep this thing on for any longer I might as well wear something. Wearing this for a couple hours isn't going to injure my body, is it?"

He squinted his eyes a bit. "You better lock that door though. I don't want anyone walking in on me like this. You keep my secrets secret, I keep yours secret."


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DreamingMystic
 
“No, your body should be fine if only a few hours of comfort are spared.  And fear not, I locked the door before we even started.  Although do keep your ears alert for any moving tumblers; my roommates have a key to this room.”

Jumping back down into the rabbit hole, it took Annabelle perhaps five or so minutes to locate all the items needed for dressing the boy up.  During those five minutes though, Wyatt had the bit of entertainment of watching random bits of clothing get tossed out of the trunk periodically.

A dress, some more under garment things, some shoes, a cage for the dress, a small box of jewelry, etc.
All were flying out, so be wary of their aim, Wyatt.


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DaPuffster
 
Wyatt flicked his ear at the mention of her roommates having a key. This WAS their room after all. While waiting for Annabelle to get back out of the trunk, he quickly looked around the area to find a spot to hide if the moment ever became necessary. He knew he could trust Annabelle with all of this but he couldn't trust somebody he didn't know yet.

Ah good, there’s a spot under the bed. It's decided he'll hide there. Now when somebody comes into the room he can just hide ther-OW

Wyatt suddenly lost his train of thought when he was clubbed in the head by a flying shoe. He grumbled to himself a bit, keeping his eye on the treasure chest again. He thought about hiding in there as well, but he had no idea where in the world that went to.


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DreamingMystic
 
Having finished flinging things out of the magical box, Annabelle climbed out to be greeted with a room that was now a mess, as clothes were just draped over everything from the bunk beds to the dresser to-
Oops, hehehe~

Annabelle giggled when she looked over at Wyatt and walked up to him.  Picking up an article of clothing that was hanging off one of the tips of his large ears, Annabelle wore a sheepish smile as she held up a pair of panties.

“Hehe… No idea why this came flying out. I’d doubt even you would wear these to get the full experience.” She said with an embarrassed blush as she quickly tossed it back towards the trunk.

“Must have been stuck to the garderbelt or something.  Speaking of which, I’ll find that while you go ahead and put these stockings on.”
“Oh, and here’s a hand fan.  If you start feeling faint or flustered or anything you fan yourself, okay?  I don’t want you fainting on me; it’d be awfully hard to dress you up without your cooperation.”


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DaPuffster
 
Wyatt awkwardly chuckled and scratched his snout.

"Ahahaha.... yeah... I don't think those would really fit me anyways....not like this corset does either...." He replied as he looked down at the corset he was wearing.

When he was given stockings to put on, he slowly began to put them on as he covered up his furry legs, it felt weird with it squeezing up against his leg like this. Seriously, these outfits they wear certainly were tight. Thank god he didn't have to wear the panties, he didn't feel like being tight there too.

He started to fan himself a bit since it probably was a good idea to do it anyways. But while he was doing that he also kind of squinted and had the instinct to just check around the room.

"Didacus...." He muttered to himself in a grumbling sort of way. Somewhere on this planet, he was probably smiling right now.


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DreamingMystic
 
“Hmm?  What was that? Didacus?  Who’s that?” said Annabelle with a tilt in her head.  That name sounded familiar… Wonder where she’s heard it before.

Well, in any case Annabelle found the garderbelt and slipped it over Wyatt and set it on his hips.  She had to tighten it though since his hips weren’t as wide as a female’s, and she soon got down on her knees to attach the straps to the stockings.

Her face turned a bright cherry red as she was doing this though.  Trying her very best not to stare at the rather large lump she was kneeling next to.


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DaPuffster
 
Wyatt looked down at the girl, feeling a bit flustered and blinking. As she started to put this all on him he began to question why they were even doing this in the first place.

"...people actually wear all this stuff?" He questioned, feeling very strange about wearing women's underwear all over his body. Gosh, men had it simple.....


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DreamingMystic
 
“Ah, y-yes.  Women’s clothing tend to… to have many, uhh…” Too flustered with her positioning to really speak properly, Annabelle finished up with the garderbelt and quickly stood back up.

“*ahem* Ah yes.  A woman’s outfit tends to have many layers to it.  Even for everyday wear.  There isn’t too much left though.  Just… hup! This… and the dress.”

When Annabelle made that remark she had lifted up and slid over Wyatt a cage looking thing of sorts that she then strapped to and secured to the bottom of the corset.  Pretty much what the cage did was keep the shape of the dress in that proper bell shape that the look many ballgowns were well known for.

“Then we can do jewelry and hair.  Maybe even some make up, though I’d imagine you’d be against that.”


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DaPuffster
 
"Part of me feels like they make this unnecessarily complicated. You go out and almost squeeze yourselves to death, put layers of clothing on, spending hours in the process just to look good?" He questioned.

"Don't get me wrong, I do love this time period but it had only seemed normal to me up until this point. Do you all actually enjoy doing this?" He flopped his ears down.

"It kind of makes me feel bad that you have to impress others like this while all I have to do is put on a tuxedo... maybe fix my earfluff and put on some fragrance..."

His face grew red again and he fanned himself a bit, but he was mostly growing red from what he was about to say next.

"Like...I still think, that uh.... people like you still look beautiful even without having to do all of that stuff. It shouldn't be....necessary to impress others that way. At least that’ what I think." Scratching his snout.


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DreamingMystic
 
“Hmmm… Not particularly, no.  I mean… I do like looking my best, make sure my fur is all clean and tangle free, but I… I suppose I only put as much effort I do into my appearance because… well… peer pressure I suppose I might as well call it.”

Annabelle felt a little down thinking about all this, her ears folded back slightly.  She wasn’t treated too well by the other children back home, and while she tells herself she didn’t care, in a way she knew that some of the things she’s done was in attempt at gaining their acceptance.  

She soon perked up though and her cheeks turned a bright pink when Wyatt said she looked beautiful.  Feeling quite embarrassed and a bit flustered by that statement, the vixen quickly turned around and picked up the dress that was lying upon the bed and used the moment to take a deep breath.

“Ah… th-thank you… for saying that.” The girl managed to mumble out shyly.  “I… I’m glad you think that.”


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DaPuffster
 
"Peer pressure... huh?" Wyatt thought to himself, he wasn't very familiar with that, mostly because he didn't have peers to begin with, and even here at the academy there were no cliques for him to try and please. "Can't say I know too much about that."

Standing there for a moment, he began to think about how ironic this all was, then he began to laugh.

"Hahahaha, look at me, here I am telling you that you look beautiful the way you are and now I'm dressing up the hard way to impress you hahaahah oh owww"

He suddenly clenched his side, too much laughing while being in the corset. That wasn't such a good idea.

"N-not impressing you specifically. I mean the thing you said earlier." He continued, fumbling his words.


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DreamingMystic
 
“W-what?  Im… Impress… m…” said Annabelle with this incredulous look on her face as she pointed at herself.

He… he was trying to impress her?  By putting up with this painful and long dress up session?
Oh no wait… he didn’t mean her… but with the way he’s fumbling about she’s got to wonder, did he really mean her or…?

She grew herself a small and shy smile as her pale fur turned scarlet.  Normally it’s been her trying to impress everyone else, but the idea of someone else trying to impress her?  She liked that idea…  It made her feel… special.

Stepping up closer, Annabelle began to rub at the side Wyatt was holding to help ease the pain the laughter caused.

“Of course.” She said, still retaining that blush and small smile she had, even though she’s not quite sure what thing she said that he was making reference to, and held up the dress she had picked out for him.

“Now… let’s finally get you dressed.  You’ve been standing in your underwear this whole time~”




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DaPuffster
 
"W-well yeah, that doesn't sound weird... does it? Because I mean wearing this corset and going through all of this certainly isn't easy." He replied.

Looking at the dress, he commented on it. "I have to say though, the dress does look rather beautiful.... I can see it’s from the Baroque era, so extra points for that."

If Wyatt were to wear any sort of dress, it would most certainly be a baroque one, no questions asked.

"So... how do we go about putting this on then?" Blushing a bit, realizing that he had actually been half naked in front of a girl this entire time.


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DreamingMystic
 
“No.  It doesn’t sound weird at all.” She said with a contented smile.

“It actually sounds rather… umm…”
“A-anyway, I’m glad you like the dress.  I tried to pick the one that would look the best on you.”

“As for putting it on… We just have to slip it over you and you’ll be good to go! Almost everything up to this point has been prep work.”
“Although ahh… I’m sorry to say that there’s a bit more, umm… weaving involved.”

Stated the girl with an awkward smile as she pointed to the strings on the back of the dress.

“Worry not though.  These strings are meant only to adjust the dress to your figure.  They shouldn’t rob you any more of your air.”


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DaPuffster
 
Wyatt's eyes widened when she mentioned more weaving, but his worries quickly calmed down when she said that wasn't going to have the same effect on him earlier.

"Oh... you scared me there for a moment, don't make it sound like that!" He jokingly replied.

"But yeah, I think the dress looks good.  Do you think it works well with my fur color?" He asked, looking at himself as she began weaving the back of the dress.

"Once this is all done I'm going to feel so....trapped in this thing. Seriously you could probably just leave me like this and I wouldn’t be able to get out of it. That’s probably the scariest thing."


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DreamingMystic
 
“Hehehe!  Sorry, I didn’t mean to.”
“But hmm… yes, I believe this color does do nicely for you~”

Annabelle’s ears folded back with concern at Wyatt’s comment about feeling trapped, but she also let out a light giggle at the dilemma he just proposed.

“Oh I’m sure you could find a way out of it.  If anything you could always set the dress aflame and burn your way out, but then you’d be left without any clothing at all~”

“Aaaaand… done.  Now don’t you look like a lovely princess~”
“You remind me of your dream self actually…”

Thinking back on that dream with the opulent room and the Delphox Princess she had somehow ended up in bed with brought up interesting memories.  While not all of the recollections about the dream world were bad per say, the more prominent memories were extremely embarrassing.

What that Wyatt… did with her and was… going to do with her made Annabelle’s face become extremely hot and caused her to cover her glowing cheeks with her hands.

“My, she was such a… energetic girl, I’ll say that much.”

Actually makes her wonder if Wyatt was anything like his double in such… situations…
Or dear, she feels like she needs a fan now too.  Did she bring up a spare she could use?


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DaPuffster
 
"Hahahaha are you insisting I set myself on fire? I know I am a fire type and all, but setting myself on fire would still hurt." He informed.

When the dress was fully on him, he walked over to the mirror to see himself, and when she reminded him of his dream-self a blush came to his face. It certainly did remind him of that adventure.... Turning around, he performed a curtsy towards Annabelle in response to her compliment.

"She certainly was an..... energetic woman..." He replied. Wyatt remembered he had to knock her out himself to save Annabelle, but at one point that dream-self was also him.

"I told you I could do it though. Now I understand what it's like to go through all the trouble of dressing up just to impress." Wyatt stated. "Well....maybe not quite yet." He smiled. "We still have the make-up and hair to do. If I was a real woman dressing up for the ball, I wouldn't be able to skip those parts either."

It seemed like Wyatt was really keen on going through the entire process just to impress Annabelle; no shortcuts at all. Seriously, he could've called it quits right then and there.


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DreamingMystic
 
“Hehehe!  Oh yes, I forgot about that.  Having Flash Fire as an ability makes one forgetful that other fire-types don’t have the same degree of protection from flames.”

Annabelle giggled and performed a bow in response to Wyatt’s curtsy, although she was genuinely surprised at Wyatt’s apparent eagerness to have his hair and make-up done.
She knows she suggested it, but she honestly did not think he’d want to go along with it. Especially since he wasn’t at all happy about getting dressed up in the first place.

Was she impressed?  
With his willingness to be able to put up with all this painful and embarrassing shit he was being put through?  Yes.
With his willingness to go the whole nine yards?  Yes again.

Picking up one of the boxes off the floor containing make-up and some of her hair brushes, Annabelle sat down and made herself comfortable on a bed in anticipation for what will probably be a long task ahead.

“Alright then… if you really want to continue on with this then have yourself a seat here.  This might take a while I would think.”


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DaPuffster
 
Walking over and sitting beside Annabelle on the bed, he closed his eyes and responded.

"Listen, I still have slight memories of your past when we fused. I can feel that it was tough for you, to go through things like this. So.... I want to go through it all myself, for uh.... you, as a boy who wouldn't normally have to go through these things. "

He fanned himself a bit, the corset was still doing a number on his body, but if a girl could go through hours upon hours of this, then so could he. He could live a few more hours this way. For Annabelle.

"So, what comes first? The hair or the make-up?"


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DreamingMystic
 
Annabelle listened to Wyatt’s little speech and thought to herself.  She too had some residual memories from Wyatt’s past, but they were few and a tad fuzzy.
It makes her wonder just how much he remembers from her past, but in any case she smiles at the conclusion and gives the boy a gentle hug.

“You’re a brave boy for wanting to go through all this.  I don’t know about anyone else… but I certainly believe this proves your manliness.  More than what any pull-up could do.”

Picking up a brush, Annabelle started to brush all that fluffy ear fluff and style it in the same fashion she remembered the female Wyatt having.  Hers was longer of course, but this should still give him a nice look.

“Brushing of course!  Doing the make-up first would run the risk of smearing it while doing your hair.”


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DaPuffster
 
Wyatt's face lit up at her words and he smiled with a blush of happiness.

"Heheheh you really think so?" He asked.

Wyatt suddenly felt a lot more comfortable with the whole situation. No longer caring about his current appearance since Annabelle found it pretty strong of him to do. He closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the brush combing his earfluff.

"Maybe it’s not all about being strong on the outside, and just being strong on the inside that counts." Wyatt felt confident in this, maybe just being physically strong was just something people peer pressured him into thinking. The fact that he currently looked more feminine than Annabelle while feeling stronger than ever certainly proved this.

As for the hair brushing, Wyatt knew that it was probably going to take a while; normally it already took long to begin with.


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DreamingMystic
 
“Mmmmmhm~” goes the fox as she did a quick and playful brushing on Wyatt’s cheek before going back to the earfluff.

“Indeed… Although I still think you should work out at least a little.  Your physical capabilities as a future knight leave something to be desired.”

“Oh! And while I brush pick out some nice jewelry for yourself from this box.  I think there should be a good variety in there.”

Brushing the ear fluff did indeed take quite a while, but the results were stunning Annabelle was happy to admit.  Next she gets out a giant powder puff and aims for Wyatt’s face.

“Close your eyes for this, Wyatt. This powder likes to fly.”


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DaPuffster
 
Wyatt's face grew red again when she brushed him on the face. "Yeah, I suppose you're right. I just won't set my goals as high as I used to. I think I need to slow my pace down if I want to make any considerable progress."

While looking down at the jewelry, he found some stuff that he liked, purple, red, and yellow always stuck out to him as his favorite colors. Mostly because purple was his favorite, red was an analogous color to purple, and yellow was complementary to purple.

Over the course of time, Wyatt and Annabelle had a bit of small talk over some things that they had been up to recently, Wyatt showed her some of the jewelry he picked out, and they discussed all other sorts of things.

Once she was done, he held up a mirror to his face and gently stroked his earfluff that was so nicely groomed down on his shoulders. "Not too shabby at all~" Wyatt responded. "You certainly captured the dream version of myself." He had to admit, the dream version of himself was kind of attractive...

Looking back over at Annabelle, he noticed that she now had a powder puff in her hand, closing his eyes, he prepared to get doused in the powder.


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DreamingMystic
 
Powdering the boy up with a thin coating, Wyatt’s complexion grew lighter in color.  She then added some blush to give his cheeks a soft rosy glow, and added some eyeshadow matching with the colors of the dress and jewelry he had picked out to make his eyes pop.

After carefully applying the mascara to make Wyatt’s eyelashes look long and beautiful, Annabelle was just about to try and figure out how she might apply the lipstick in an appealing way when all the sudden her ears twitched.

Swiftly turning her head towards the door, the Ninetales was dead still as she stared with wide eyes.
She heard a familiar voice… maybe even two.

Sparing a glance at the light filtering through the small windows, Annabelle took note of its orange tint and stiffened up from deepening apprehension.

“Oh no…” She whispered.  “We’ve lingered for far too long… Please just walk on past the door… please don’t try the lock.”


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DaPuffster
 
Wyatt felt.... a lot of stuff being put on his face. Man, not only did they wear layers of clothing, but they also wore layers of make-up, things were just getting deeper and deeper.

"Wait what?" Wyatt let out quietly. "Oh... oh no... maybe this wasn't such a good idea, doing it in your room, considering you share it... I don’t think we took into account how long the hair and make-up part was going to take."

Looking around the room, he started to get nervous. "W-where should I go if they want to come in, there’s...there’s no way I can get this all off in time."


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DreamingMystic
 
Annabelle’s eyes frantically went around the room as she desperately tried to come up with a plan.
She can easily hide Wyatt’s clothes, leftover dress up materials, and even the long mirror under her blankets or even the bed, but where would Wyatt hide?

He’s right, there is no time to get the dress off him if her roommates try to get in, and worse yet it’s that same dress that will prevent him from hiding at all.
He’s wearing too much to fit into any nook that could ever hope to hold him or even to hide under the bed.

Hearing the doorknob wiggle as someone tried to gain entrance Annabelle quickly got up and pulled Wyatt up with her by the hand.
She had to act fast and this was the only option she can think of.

“I’m sorry about this, Wyatt, I’ll come for you later.”
And on that note, Annabelle used an extra boost of Extrasensory to give her the strength to scoop the Delphox up and then drop him into the trunk.

Having watched Wyatt fall into the darkness, Annabelle quickly closed the lid and hid the key before making a rush to hide everything else; she can hear the tumblers turn in the door’s lock.