Harry was going to scream, he really was.

Or cry.

That was also starting to sound good.

"Oh, you look so adorable," a female monster cooed, Harry blushed wanting to die.

"Oh sweetie, no blushing you have a wonderful figure many would kill for. But your girls need support badly, specially as you keep accidental summoning your ecto is stress," Toriel who was helping said softly, one of Gaster's female friends and apparently engaged to Asgore.

It was rather embarrassing, as he ate more powerful magic type foods and his body apparently was recovering from not enough to support himself well he was having issues. Gaster had called them mana surges, as the body tried to find the new normal after a very long time starved. Ecto summoning was a side effect, and while he now knew how to summon male ecto properly it kept flipping to female.

"I.. always thought myself male," Harry replied, being fully functioning female was awkward and jarring. He had been born a male human wizard, been attracted to girls in school but never gone serious.

What did his ecto say about his soul, his preferences?

"There is no shame on what your soul decides, it doesn't mean you have to act on being female. Your young Harry, you'll get better at controlling your ecto once the surges get less. Male or female, it makes no difference... just your choices and who you want to be," Toriel told Harry.

"I see... but stop putting dresses in the pile for me to try, specially that once," he said dryly "I prefer pants"

Toriel sighed, putting the pink poofy dress back on the rack and a few others.

"What about this one, it had looked so nice on you. You deserve one pretty dress?" Toriel asked, looking at a very nice deep green almost black dress.

"I don't have a job yet Toriel, I only have enough for basics," Harry reminded her, as the crown was giving him money to settle and heal and learn as he knew literally nothing about his own species.

"My treat," Toriel grinned, Harry sighed.

"Why do you want to see me in dresses anyway?" he asked bewildered.

"Oh... reasons," Toriel grinned, putting a rat5her sheer nighty into the pile of things she was buying for Harry. Then began the part the worst, bras for his oversized melons of doom.

Why were they so big!

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"Bad trip?" Gaster asked his exhausted housemate, still female but in clothes that fit her attractive form.

"Exhausting, I swear every female in the store was there cooing and helping. Toriel, sweet women but kept helping for very female clothes," Harry grumbled.

"At least no more clothing malfunctions," Gaster said blushing a bit, having seen more of there body then either had meant to see due to the surges.

"There's that..." Harry sighed.

"At least you avoided ecto hair so far," Gaster said cheerfully, Harry stared at Gaster in horror.

"Ecto WHAT!"