Tomoya already hated crossdressing by itself. He doesn’t like looking feminine in anyway, he has expressed this before and yet, he was still being forced into the same usually frilly princess dress. His makeup looked extremely messy, and his hair was out of place, he just wanted to cry. He whined as you put his arms on him, he didn’t like it one bit “Please don’t do this!! I’m gonna call someone a-and!-“ He gags around your finger as you shove it into his mouth. Hot tears run down his puffed cheeks. Even if he wants you to stop, he can’t get himself to get you off.