As he picked up his lucky stone he said to himself, "It is going to take more than luck for me to fit into Gina's costumes. I just wish I could fit in these costumes as well as Gina did, without having to wear this thing." He said pointing to the corset thingy.
As he stood up and placed his lucky stone back into the pocket of his pants and hung them back upon the hook, he noticed that the corset thingy felt better, not so tight.
'This might work.' He thought to himself as he struggled into the dress.
Once he was in the dress, he noticed that it was cut lower in the front than he had thought. He pulled up upon his less than amble breasts, trying to pull as much of the fat forced from his waist line up to make some sort of bosom.
"I don't think this will work, Miss Goodbody." Robin admitted as he walked out to show his teacher. "This dress almost fits around my waist, but I am lacking up top."
As soon as he said that, he realized what he had said, and to whom. Miss Goodbody was more than amply endowed in the breast department; a fact that all of the male students had noticed.
He blushed bright red.
Knowing that his youth was more than a bit nervous, she chose to ignore his comment and instead said, "Trust me Robin. I learned some tricks in college. By the time we are done, Gina will have nothing on you."
As she saw how much redder the youth blushed, she decided that what she said hadn't been a good idea.
"Don't worry Robin. I think you are very brave to do this for me."
