You look over your brother, with all his new curves. You look down at your new, smooth, plushy body. You feel so....sexy. Feminine. Even hot. And now he's just like you. You can't help but wonder....
"Hey Zach," you say. "You're looking extra cute today."
He rolls his eyes. "What do you want?" he sighs. His voice is sweet. "I'm not lending you any of my dresses. You never return my stuff."
"Well...." you say, "what if I lent you something of mine?"
"Oh please," he says, rolling his eyes again. "You don't dress NEARLY as cute as me!"
So he likes dressing CUTE now, you think to yourself. Clearly he doesn't mind being a pretty girl, more or less. "What if I let you have one of my push-up bras?" you offer, hesitating only for a second. He looks intrigued.
"You know Mom says I'm too young to have one of those.....you really won't tell?"
"Sure!" you smile. "Lend me a dress, and I'll pick out a GOOD one for you!" You look down at his tits. "It'll look AMAZING."
"Can I try on one of your low-cut tops, too?" he asks.
Without meaning to, you start to picture him in a flimsy top, with his breasts thrust out the top. You try to ignore a tight feeling in your panties.
You head to your room. Using the brightest pink setting, you quickly transform some of your undergarments. You now have a selection of very feminine bras. You do the same to your shirts. Soon you have the required garments. You head back to Zach's room, and find he's selected a flirty little dress for you.
You hold up the bra.
"Go ahead," you tell him. "Take your top off."