An outfit fit for a mother

Staring in, Ash did a double take.

He had expected to be met with that of Iris's outfit, but was instead met with something that would fit someone who was her mother better. Why else would there be a pair of jeans with quite a bit in the trunk and a white top for someone on the older side of things?

"Here goes nothing." Ash told himself as he stripped out of his regular clothes. Throwing them off to the side, Ash had a feeling that Iris was likely to dispose of them once they got to their final destination. At least, he hoped that she would.

Starting off with the undergarments, Ash took care to slip them on. Then came the matter of smoothing it all out to maintain the illusion that he was a girl and not a boy. While that did take a bit of time, the results were very much worth it.

Then came the padding. While Ash wasn't surprised to see such padding, it didn't make it any easier to get it on. Especially on his own. Yet, the trainer turned wannabe mother managed.

Next came the pants. Even with the increased padding, Ash had little trouble getting them on. What she was struggling with, was coming up with a name.

"Hmm... Irisivel." she thought, quite proud of that choice here. Even more so once she gotten the top on. Once that was done, she cracked a smile.