Iestyn clenched his jaw and took the dress off again, and before he had time to work up nerves, he pulled his jumper and teeshirt off over his head as well. He shivered a little from the chill in the basement, a far cry from the late summer sun he was sure was shining somewhere. He did hesitate a moment before he took his shoes and jeans off though. He put them behind him, out of reach of the demon, or whatever Joshua was.
The fabric of the dress had some stretch to it, which was fortunate, but he needed Henry to zip him in at the back. The fabric was tight around his ribs, holding on at the seams for dear life. He tried not to breathe too hard or they might burst. Forget getting the straps over his shoulders though, they just dangled under his armpits. He ran his hands down his sides, trying to make it sit a little more comfortably.