The Mistress
A.N.: this is just a quick little drabble about The Master's thoughts when he changes and is wearing a bra. Slight spoilers for The End of Time, so spoiler alert. Enjoy!
Ah, finally. Wait, what am I wearing?
I look down at my new self and realize that I used to be a woman. A long sleeved, turquoise green shirt adorns my top half while simple jeans are on my bottom. However, the very thing that made me stop and look in the first place wasn't the fancy color, but the choking feeling of cloth constricting my chest. A quick look beneath the blouse reveals a lacy, white bra.
How do women live like this!? I'm gasping for air, here! Now I really need the TARDIS, if only so I could go back and shoot the man who invented these despicable things.
A.N.: not very long, and I'm not quite happy with the ending, but I saw The End of Time and just had to write this. Please review and tell me what you think. Thank you for your time and GOD BLESS!