Change clothes

Seems Starfire followed your suggestion judging by her changed clothes. Surprisingly, rather than changing into her own clothes, she'd opted to try your ex's. She's about a foot too tall for these clothes, and she's considerably more curvy than the tailor anticipated. As such, what should have been an airy blouse dangled off her breasts, veiling the under-boob with lace and leaving her navel exposed. The skirt, that would normally cover the knee, ended mid-thigh. If she actually walked instead of flying, the skirt would certainly ride up. In all, the outfit seems unintentionally suggestive

"I am glad you are okay, Jinx." Starfire beams when we entered. "I have yet to unpack, so I hope you do not mind my borrowing your clothes."

Jinx blushes, now realizing she was still in the outfit she left in days prior. "Those aren't mine."

Star looks the witch up and down in doubt. "Really? But they are your size. And they are the only female clothing in the house aside from your uniform."

Jinx whines, "They were here already! I'm only wearing it because I needed a change of clothes!"

"You look good in light colors. The blue compliments your hair so well." I'm starting to think Starfire does this intentionally, not that she seems anything less than genuine.

"That's it, I'm changing!" Jinx storms off. Hopefully those free clothes suit her preferences.

Starfire pouts, "Friend John, you should tell Jinx you prefer pretty clothes. I do not believe she will wear them otherwise."

"What makes you think I have a preference?"

The alien giggles, "I did see how you looked at me when you came in."

"That's because half your boobs are hanging out!" Jinx screams from down the hall, apparently talk of my preferences caught her attention.

Star looks surprised, "Oh, Friend John, would you prefer if I took off my shirt?" She begins undressing regardless. She manages to get the blouse flipped over her head, but the arms give her trouble. She ends up bent at the hips trying to shimmy her shoulders out of the shirt. As promised, the skirt bunches up from her effort.