Your sister and her friends won’t even consider the possibility that you might be...well...you if you go all out, right? You dig out a sparkly silver jacket from the pile of clothes. It has a brand name you’ve never heard of on the tag inside—some French company? You’d never really been all that interested in fashion before—and a matching skirt. You next make your way over to a large box of wigs sitting nearby, pulling out a long, jet black one and adding it to your pile. You take them back to your room, carefully making sure nobody spots you as you slip up the stairs to your room.
Once inside, you strip down to your underwear and begin putting on the outfit, intending to make sure you look absolutely convincing before potentially embarrassing yourself in front of your sister and her friends. The skirt is tight at first, and you actually worry you are going to break it, but then it seems to almost mold itself to your body. Likewise, the jacket seems tight at first, but then it becomes snug, almost as if it was custom made for you. Finally attaching the long jet black wig, you turn to the mirror and are stunned.
Standing in your room is a knockout. She’s your age with long, dark hair and dark eyes. The jacket and skirt fit her very well, emphasizing her natural good looks. You slowly raise your hand to wave, and she mirrors your every move. You didn’t know that you would look this good as a girl with such relatively little effort, and it’s making you kinda uncomfortable. You start trying to take the wig off....
“Ow!” You yelp, wincing mentally at just how girlish it sounds. You shrug off the jacket and your t-shirt underneath it only to freeze as you see a bra underneath. You hadn’t put on a bra....so where had it come from? Feeling a hum start to fill the air, you....