Elliot's Empire

[Anonymouse]

Ms. Jones tuts.

"Now Muffi--I expect you to be dressed in company-approved clothing at all times. That means either your uniform, or something from the wardrobe that Anne-Marie has prepared for you..."

[Harri-chan]

Muffi lifted a hand to the side of her head, trying to fight off the dizziness that was coming over her as she heard Anne-Marie had an entire wardrobe of company-approved clothing to be worn. Glancing down at the pink cheerleading uniform, she figured anything would be an improvement.

"Anne-Marie... ", she said hesitantly. "Could you... find me something to wear to the meeting?", she asked, cringing to herself at how she had been forced to play along with this whole new identity they had created and forced upon her. "Please... ", she added, her cheeks red.

[Anonymouse]

Anne-Marie looks from Muffi to Ms. Jones, and smiles, putting a hand on the girl's shoulder.

"Of course I can! Here, c'mon, we'll get you all dressed up, huh?"

She takes Muffi's hand, leading her to a walk-in closet in the other room! It's..pretty large, and packed to the brim with girly, generally childish clothing. It's a bit of a challenge to find buts that aren't pink.

[Harri-chan]

Muffi had to keep reminding herself that she couldn't get annoyed at the women, or they'd just make this worse. She winced as her hand was taken, yet she didn't protest, and followed Anne-Marie to the huge walk-in closet. A groan slipped from her lips as she saw all the childish, girly, and rather pink clothing.

"I... don't suppose I can persuade you to get back on my side with the offer of a pay rise... ", she said with a sigh as she started to search through the racks of outfits. "Ugh... I don't even know what this meeting is supposed to me about, just that it's important... ".

[Anonymouse]

Anne-Marie gives the girl an amused look, leaning down slightly to meet her height. "I don't think you're in a position to give anyone a raise, Muffi."

She ruffles her hair.

"Now! Let's see, business casual? How about a nice little suit?"

[Harri-chan]

Muffi had to bite her lip hard to stop herself from yelling in frustration as the woman leaned down to meet her gaze, demonstrating her superior height in doing so. The teenager blushed brightly and lowered her gaze to peer down at her feet as her pink hair was ruffled.

"I guess... ", she muttered, knowing it was pointless trying to find something she was going to like amongst all this 'company approved' clothing that Madison and Anne-Marie had accumulated. Stepping back a little, she began to remove the cheering uniform, feeling a tingle in her tummy as she got down to the underwear. Turning so her back was facing the make-up specialist, she tried to discretely check wether she was actually a boy or a girl!

[Anonymouse]

The woman tuts lightly.

"More energy, Muffi; you shouldn't ever be sighing...it's in your contract."

She smiles...as the 'girl' gives herself a careful inspection...confirming that, though he's not developed enough really to show, Elliot seems to still be a boy, at least in form.

[Harri-chan]

Muffi wasn't entirely sure wether what she found was any better than the alternative. Wrapping her arms around her torso, she hugged herself, standing awkwardly with her thighs pressed close together as she watched Anne-Marie, and she forced a smile to her lips.

"Sorry... ", she said, wincing slightly as she did so. "Please don't tell Ms. Jones about that... ".

[Anonymouse]

The woman smiles lightly, and pats her shoulder, speaking with much the same tone of voice that is generally reserved for a child that had learned to tie their shoelaces.

"That's better. Now! This is a business meeting, yes? So we're going to have to get you a nice business suit..."

[Harri-chan]

Muffi nodded slowly, trying to retain that pleasant smile, even though she was dying of shame on the inside.

"Yeah... I think it's a business meeting anyway", she murmured. "Brom would know... she knows all that kind of stuff. She's actually really smart... ".

[Anonymouse]

The woman chuckles. "Well, maybe we can see about you working as her little junior secretary too sometime, mm? For now though..."

She turns back around...holding up a business suit! Or...a mockery of one. It's in a light pastel pink, with sleeves clearly a bit too long for her.

[Harri-chan]

Despite it's utterly humiliating appearance, Muffi figured anything was better than standing around in just her underwear.

"Wow, thanks, Annie-Marie", she said, her enthusiasm not quite convincing, although she did TRY and look pleased as she took it, and began dressing herself. As if the colour wasn't bad enough, she groaned under her breath when she realised the sleeves were partly sliding over her hands, yet she held her arms out slightly and turned to model it for the woman.

"H-How do I look?".

[Anonymouse]

The woman smiles...and nods approvingly.

"Oh, juuust perfect. Now, close your eyes, hun..."

[Harri-chan]

Muffi hesitated, but was genuinely worried about what these women would do if she tried to defy them anymore. Sucking in a deep breath, she closed her eyes, her fingers curling inwards, grasping the sleeves of the jacket of her pink suit.

"For how long?".

[Anonymouse]

She can feel the woman cupping her chin lightly.

"Until I say so, dear. Now..."

She gently brings down...ah, is that lipstick? It feels like it. Anne-Marie fluffs her hair.

"Keep your lips in a pout, but open your eyes for now."