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Part 7, story by voleberry28 www.deviantart.com/voleberry28 , art by Praying Mantis

As for now Cathy's dress would do. Derek grabbed the black slinky material and placed his dainty feet in through the top. Delicate hands pulled the midnight cloth over his expanded hips and up to his bountiful breast. He slipped his miniscule shoulders through the straps and looked to the mirror. Cathy stared back. He was a perfect copy. As long as he had the dress on his disguise was perfect. While he was naked there were a few small issues with his appearance nothing one would notice without close inspection, but with the dress you couldn't tell him from the real thing unless they were side by side. In which case you might notice that his feet were a bit bigger and his arms were slightly chunkier.

The new Cathy made sure that the old one was resting comfortably before heading out the door. She took her key with her and locked the door behind her. If someone had seen her face they would have cringed in fear. Something was terribly wrong with Cathy she had a nefarious glint in her eye and her lovely features were twisted. Cathy was a kind and generous girl, but all that could be seen on her face now was hunger, desire, a need. Still no one saw her. She was facing the door and when she turned her features had returned to normal if someone saw her they would wonder why she was standing next to a janitor's closet, but they would ignore the oddity in favour of taking in the scrumptious sight of Cathy in a club dress. No one would have noticed as she casually tossed a fake womens restroom sign to the trash. Cathy had been so easy to trick, but she was insistent her sister would be different. It was Derek's intention to make sure he did everything in his power to make sure she wasn't.

“Carol! Im sorry I took so long. I got lost.” he called out in Cathy's sweet voice as she ran over to her sister. A number of party goers stopped what they were doing to watch her body in motion. She hadn't worn a tight enough bra to go running and it showed. It didn't help that she had ended up flashing the crowd as her short skirt lifted a bit to high. Many people stared and a number of them got slapped by their girlfriends, although some of the girlfriends stared too. When Cathy reached Carol they embraced in a warm hug. Carol gently pulled Cathy's skirt hem back into place alleviating her wardrobe malfunction. “I looked for you. Where were you?” Carol asked concern tinging her voice.

“If I knew I wouldn't have been lost!” Cathy cried snuggling herself into Carols chest. She had secretly loved the way Carols hands deliciously rubbed her ass as they slid the dress back in place. As of now she was snuggling her way into Carols cleavage. “Well come on let's go get our second round of drinks” Carol said placing a hand on her siblings head. Cathy breathed in deep, drawing out her sisters scent. She smelled like mango's with a hint of peach. Cathy withdrew her face from Carols twins and pulled herself in closer to the hazelnut beauty. “Sure sis whatever you say” Cathy said acting like the submissive younger sibling she had been before. The two walked together towards the bar and Cathy grinned when Carol looked away. This was going to be easier than he thought.

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Part 7, story by voleberry28 www.deviantart.com/voleberry28 , art by Praying Mantis

As for now Cathy's dress would do. Derek grabbed the black slinky material and placed his dainty feet in through the top. Delicate hands pulled the midnight cloth over his expanded hips and up to his bountiful breast. He slipped his miniscule shoulders through the straps and looked to the mirror. Cathy stared back. He was a perfect copy. As long as he had the dress on his disguise was perfect. While he was naked there were a few small issues with his appearance nothing one would notice without close inspection, but with the dress you couldn't tell him from the real thing unless they were side by side. In which case you might notice that his feet were a bit bigger and his arms were slightly chunkier.

The new Cathy made sure that the old one was resting comfortably before heading out the door. She took her key with her and locked the door behind her. If someone had seen her face they would have cringed in fear. Something was terribly wrong with Cathy she had a nefarious glint in her eye and her lovely features were twisted. Cathy was a kind and generous girl, but all that could be seen on her face now was hunger, desire, a need. Still no one saw her. She was facing the door and when she turned her features had returned to normal if someone saw her they would wonder why she was standing next to a janitor's closet, but they would ignore the oddity in favour of taking in the scrumptious sight of Cathy in a club dress. No one would have noticed as she casually tossed a fake womens restroom sign to the trash. Cathy had been so easy to trick, but she was insistent her sister would be different. It was Derek's intention to make sure he did everything in his power to make sure she wasn't.

“Carol! Im sorry I took so long. I got lost.” he called out in Cathy's sweet voice as she ran over to her sister. A number of party goers stopped what they were doing to watch her body in motion. She hadn't worn a tight enough bra to go running and it showed. It didn't help that she had ended up flashing the crowd as her short skirt lifted a bit to high. Many people stared and a number of them got slapped by their girlfriends, although some of the girlfriends stared too. When Cathy reached Carol they embraced in a warm hug. Carol gently pulled Cathy's skirt hem back into place alleviating her wardrobe malfunction. “I looked for you. Where were you?” Carol asked concern tinging her voice.

“If I knew I wouldn't have been lost!” Cathy cried snuggling herself into Carols chest. She had secretly loved the way Carols hands deliciously rubbed her ass as they slid the dress back in place. As of now she was snuggling her way into Carols cleavage. “Well come on let's go get our second round of drinks” Carol said placing a hand on her siblings head. Cathy breathed in deep, drawing out her sisters scent. She smelled like mango's with a hint of peach. Cathy withdrew her face from Carols twins and pulled herself in closer to the hazelnut beauty. “Sure sis whatever you say” Cathy said acting like the submissive younger sibling she had been before. The two walked together towards the bar and Cathy grinned when Carol looked away. This was going to be easier than he thought.