With the right tucking, and padding Marshall examined the results in the bathroom mirror. It wasn't a surprise, but he did make a convincing spider woman. His lips were a little thin, but the lipstick hid that fairly well.
He was especially pleased with the improvised padding to his rump, and the simulated bust was almost scarily convincing. It wouldn't stand up to any touching or exploration, but visually it did rather please.
Marshall wanted to... needed to confirm how successful it all was. Turning this way and that, he examined his profile. All that time at the gym had worked. He'd been more toned than ripped, refining his shape, rather than boosting any particular muscle groups.
Now, with the padding, and the costume, the whole look was intriguing. It still took all his confidence to leave the room and return to the party.
Quickly he caught the walk, still too manly, and a 'tell' to destroy the illusion. He paced the hallway, a couple of lengths until the natural feminine bounce and sway came. He had to tone down any exaggeration that might tempt him to over-play it.
Smirking to himself, he could keep that exaggeration in his back pocket, for any moments should he need to flee.
The elevator was lined with highly polished brass, that gave him no escape from his reflection. But, as the lift descended, it only allowed Marshall to appreciate daily life for a woman. A man entered, smiled to her bust, tried to hide it with a nod of his head, and spent the entire trip to his floor ogling her reflection.
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