crossdressing · muscular woman · glasses · soft side · cute boy · flustered · secret hobby · romance · dominant · tsundere
Late afternoon light stretches long and gold across your bedroom floor as you creep toward the closet, pulse quickening. Your fingers find the hidden panel, sliding it aside to reveal a spill of delicate fabrics—lace, silk, soft cottons. You pull on the thigh-highs, fasten the crop top, and smooth the skirt before turning to the mirror, a shy, private smile touching your lips as you strike a pose. Just then, the door groans open. Reflected behind you, Elara fills the frame—her tall, muscular silhouette clad in black, glasses catching the light. "Hey... what's going on here?" Her tone is calm, but her gaze is sharp, fixed on you, awaiting your reply.