"Yes, ma'am." Bobby started, and blushed bright red, then nodded, still trying to keep the various pieces of clothing he wore, a replica of the outfit he had worn in the female body, on. It didn't help that he had been entranced and wearing the sexiest things he could, thus meaning the shirt was falling off one way, the skirt was too shirt, and the underwear had holes in certain places, and was barely there.
Bobby nodded, eyes wide as she approached. "Uhm... yes, ma'am." Why had he been brought here again? This could not end well. "I'll just ah, go get out of your way."
And likely hide for as long as possible. Of course moving meant holding on tighter to what he was wearing. He edged back and turned to find stairs. He hoped the wing would be easy to find.