[There was a bit of a difference between a cloven and an equine hoof, mostly in how the weight distributed, how best to put one's foot down when walking... which she only really knows because when Iris hit her strongly Konoha sometimes woke with a more deer-hide colored coat and cloven hooves herself... This month had been kinder on the more physical changes.

For her, at least.]

Mm, that's right. In the summers most of the men on the lumber yard strip down to fundoshi to work. It's not like I, um, make a habit of putting them on people or looking at them, or anything, it just so happened that I could do it is all.

[Her blush over the holes she digs herself aside, Shino is a good boy- She has faith he won't peek, so she changes out of her own trousers for Gonta's, tying them as tight as possible and managing to get them to at least stay on, unflattering and mis-sized as it was. Modesty was all that really mattered here, so- It's fine.]

Alright- Open.

[When he does, she's got her own smaller pair of trousers in hand, and, thinking nephew, nephew, nephew she steps beside him to first lay them out on the ground, arranging so that he could step into the leg holes, holding out the "belt" portion for him to take.]

When we dress by ourselves, we hold onto this part, step in... then pull to tug it up over our rears, okay?