In the morning, Robin had his mother tighten the corset thingy as tight as she could before he tried to put on his pants.
"Mom." He called out as he struggled with his pants. "There is something wrong with my pants."
"What seems to be the problem?" She asked as she came into his bedroom.
"They are too tight across my butt, and fall off my waist." He explained.
"Well, the corset is supposed to take four inches off of your waist, it must have forced some of that to your hips. I'd guess that your pants don't fit your new shape. Let's get you out of the corset."
"No Mom. I need to wear this so I can fit into the costume for the play. It is only for a couple of days. Isn't there something else you can do?"
"The only other thing I can think of is to have you wear a pair of your sister's jeans." She said. "Since the corset is giving you a girlish figure, you can probably wear them."
At first Robin wasn't so sure. He had accidentally tried to put on a pair of his sister's jeans a couple months ago. They had been mixed up with his clothes in their shared closet. They were much too tight around his waist. Still, he didn't have a better idea, and maybe they would at least stay up.
He was surprised at how well his sister's jeans fit. They were about two inches too long in the leg, but since most guys rolled up their jeans, that was okay. And they did fit both his waist and hips. With a heavy sweatshirt on, no one could tell.
