"That good, huh?" Chris laughed, looking down at himself, running his hands over his stomach, cupping his breasts, spreading his legs to stand with his shoulders squared as he looked at Toby from under his eyelashes, "Well? What are you fucking waiting for, baby?" He tilted his head back, hand raising to push back through his longer hair, "Give me a show, baby. Take off those clothes." It was a weird feeling of freedom Chris had, in this body. He wasn't a man at the moment, so finding Toby sexy as hell was a-okay by just about anyone.