transfem lamia gf x fem!reader?
Imagine a silly snake girl being all nervous and cute about herself~
It was a big day for her, today was the first time since she had begun to transition that she would be wearing more traditional female Naga clothes. Sure, she had a whole wardrobe full of clothes that made her feel like her, but today she had gotten a top sent from her mother that was only worn by females of her family, it was recognition and affirmation all in one piece of clothing.
And you were helping her pull it on, tucking edges in and following the written instructions her mother had tucked in with the top.
By the time all was said and done, she felt nervous, almost as nervous as when she had first told someone dear that she was trans. It's obvious from how she had shifted her coils multiple times, picking at dry scales as you secured the last of the tops fabric in place, your hands smooth over hers stopping the picking and smiling up at her as you led her over to the mirror.
It's beautiful, the top wraps around her chest in a layered pattern, pins hold it in place and decorate each fold carefully, it looks just like the one her mother, and sisters wore, but this one is her's. She can't help it as tears well up, your face is hooked over her shoulder, hands on her hips as you coo over how pretty she is, marveling at the beautiful top now wrapped around your girlfriend, watching as she smooths her hands across the folds and layers with reverence of what she is wearing.
This moment is entirely for her, and you let her enjoy this to its fullest.
Until her phone rings, the shrill ringtone makes you both jump and giggle at how enraptured you had been in looking at your girlfriend. Picking up her phone you tell her it's her mother, asking if she wants to pick up or if she should call back later, as your girlfriend takes the phone you can't help but continue to admire how good she looks in her top, smiling as you know you're going to ask her to pose for you to set her in this as your new phone background.
Your admiration is only interrupted as she puts her mother on speaker, mid rant her mother is demanding to see her daughter I'm her top, and to take a nice picture with you for her album of photos of her children at their major milestones, you can see the sheer joy on your girlfriends face as she hisses at her mother about embarrassing her on such a big day.
It's cute, and you wink at her as she hangs up, face lightly flushed, as you ask her to 'strike a pretty girl pose'.
