Tuck was always pretty good at bolstering his ego. Will tried to look past the strangeness and instead admire what she had, because she was going to have it for a while. Popping the button open, she pushed the jeans off her hips and stepped out of them, kicking him to the side, and then let the underpants fall too.
Her movements felt kind of weird and performative, because she didn't know what to do with herself. She turned side on to get a different angle, smoothing her hand down her abs. Was it weird to notice the hair? He hadn't cared about having pit and leg hair before but now- He knew he was internalising stereotypes and he didn't care if women he'd been with had hair. It was probably just that it was all so new.
She put a hand over her pubes, and made a regretful face at the absence of cock. "It looks so... empty," she sighed. "My outie is an innie."