“Maybe this isn’t such a good idea.” Sam said backing away.
“No, you’re not backing out now. You’re coming with me to this party because I’m sure as hell not going by myself.” Will snapped back as she pulled her closer.
“Why do we have to go anyway?”
“Because we need to pretend like nothing’s changed, because people will ask questions if we don’t and because those two lesbians might be there and we can get our original bodies back.”
Sam tried to protest, but realizing that she had no defence, quietly gave up and let Will choose her some clothes. It took some time but will finally found something similar to what she’d seen a girl at another party wear. It was a short blue dress, and dashing over to her dresser plucked a belt off the back of the chair and threw it at Sam.
Sam looked at the dress, admiring the colour but terrified at the mere concept that she would be wearing it. Will picked up on the hesitancy and would have none of it, and fighting a little resistance, quickly had Sam standing before her naked as she had been mere minutes before in the toilet downstairs. Sam tried to cover herself but kept brushing her arm against her breast or pubic region and fidgeting at the new sensation.
“Oh don’t be such a baby, its not that bad.” Said will as she rummaged back through the closet. “Here, try these on.” She handed Sam a matching bra and panty combo, blue like the dress, and gestured for her to put them on. Taking a deep breath Sam slid the panties up her leg, allowing them to fit over her pubic region. She pulled them up a bit too high and felt them slide up and give her a wedgie, and she quickly had to correct it as casually as possible. Next she slid her arms into the bra and Will automatically volunteered a hand in clasping it together at the back. The bra was a touch tight, cupping her breasts together, and Will noticed, exaggerating her slightly more noticeable cleavage. She tried to hold herself naturally but she was very nervous, and kept moving and fidgeting, and anyone with a fetish for embarrassed cute girls would have been very pleased at the site.
“We’re not finished yet,” cried Will as she held the dress aloft. Sam raised her arms and allowed the dress to slide over her, wriggling here and there to allow it to slight past her breasts and hips. She tugged it down the final way, feeling the tightness of it hugging her ass. It could hardly have been described as a dress, with the hem line not coming down much past her mid-thigh and had she still been a guy Sam would have loved to have been running his hands up said thigh in a druken stuper. Unfortunately all she could do now was imagine some other guy running his hand up her thigh in the same way.
“it’s a bit short.” She complained as she turned to Will for approval. Will’s skirt wasn’t much longer but had the advantage of not being tight to her ass.
“I think you look cute.” Will added, now almost enjoying it. Truth be told she was sort of enjoying it, though her thoughts weren’t lingering on all the same points that Sam had been thinking of. She’d always been the more charismatic member of the group and wasn’t one to be got down by negative thinking.
Just then a knock on the door took their attention away from their little game of dress up. Will’s mother popped her head around the door.
“Oh don’t you both look pretty” she said, causing both girls to blush. “Mike and Jim will be here in 10 minutes Will, you’ll need to have got your makeup and hair done by then if you don’t want to keep them waiting.” She added and promptly disappeared. The look on Sam’s face said it all. Will gazed over at the pile of cosmetics on the table nearby and gulped. They were in deep trouble.