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Adam sat impatiently on the uncomfortable airport bench. He bit his fingernails as he anxiously waited. He rotated his balanced foot on the heel of his shoe. He adjusts his sitting position, crossing his right leg over his left knee to keep the pressure off of his squished uncomfortable toes. The taste of his cherry lip gloss stained his tongue. He gracefully pushes a strand of his long brown out of his face. Adam continued to rotate his foot around on the heel of his shoe to help him concentrate on his thought.

Adam has recently landed in Paris France for vacation however, it didn’t take long for Adam to swiftly return to the airport his first morning out. It wasn’t until the morning when Adam realized he had grabbed the wrong luggage at the airport. Not to mention the fact that Adam didn’t have any spare clothes because Adam’s first night he spilled wine on himself while he was out at a bar. To make things even worse, the luggage Adam mistakenly grabbed was owned by a woman, a woman who had a specific sense of style.

When Adam opened the suitcase, all he saw were dresses, skirts, blouses, leggings, and high heels, so many high heels. Adam also found numerous wigs in the suitcase as well. After a minute of processing the situation Adam knew what he had to do. Disgusted with himself, Adam picked out the LEAST feminine outfit and slowly slid it onto his newly shaven body. Luckily for him he was almost the exact same size as the woman so putting on the clothing wasn’t too difficult. He picked out a loose grey blouse, super tight leggings and some platform wedge sandals. He finished his look by adding one of the brunette wigs ,sliding on a pair of sunglasses, and completing the illusion by adding a simple coat of lipgloss and mascara.

When Adam arrived he awkwardly walked through the airport in the towering heels. The heels made his butt sway and fixed his posture to make it even more feminine. For balance Adam had to bend his elbows and hold his arms out like some bimbo. Every step got louder and louder as he walked to the front desk. He could feel the eyes of other men glued to his feminine appearance.

As Adam waited in line he planned out what he would say to the lady while practicing his best girly voice. He was beginning to panic as he was getting closer and closer to the front desk and he still didn’t have a story.

*Ding!* “Next!” The lady said. Adam slowly walks up to the front desk, panicking even more.

“What do you need ma’am?” The lady asked.

“I um, my husband lost his luggage yesterday, I was just wondering if you had any reports of a suitcase left here overnight?” Adam said in his best female voice.

“Let me check for you real quick.” The lady said as she began to click away on the computer. Adam grew more and more nervous. He again started to periodically balance on the heel of his platform shoe.

“Unfortunately we don’t have any records of a left over suitcase.” She said blankly. *Ding!* “Next!” She continued. Adam began to panic even more. “There must be a mista-“ he was cutoff. “Next!” The woman said again. “Plea-“ Adam tried to speak up but again was interrupted. This time by the man behind him.

“Move broad.” He said pushing the dainty, fragile Adam out of the way. Adam yipped as he was pushed out of the way. Grabbing on to the the nearby wall for support.

“Jerk!” He said as he carefully walked over to take a seat on the bench to think about his next move.

To be continued…?

Description
Adam sat impatiently on the uncomfortable airport bench. He bit his fingernails as he anxiously waited. He rotated his balanced foot on the heel of his shoe. He adjusts his sitting position, crossing his right leg over his left knee to keep the pressure off of his squished uncomfortable toes. The taste of his cherry lip gloss stained his tongue. He gracefully pushes a strand of his long brown out of his face. Adam continued to rotate his foot around on the heel of his shoe to help him concentrate on his thought.

Adam has recently landed in Paris France for vacation however, it didn’t take long for Adam to swiftly return to the airport his first morning out. It wasn’t until the morning when Adam realized he had grabbed the wrong luggage at the airport. Not to mention the fact that Adam didn’t have any spare clothes because Adam’s first night he spilled wine on himself while he was out at a bar. To make things even worse, the luggage Adam mistakenly grabbed was owned by a woman, a woman who had a specific sense of style.

When Adam opened the suitcase, all he saw were dresses, skirts, blouses, leggings, and high heels, so many high heels. Adam also found numerous wigs in the suitcase as well. After a minute of processing the situation Adam knew what he had to do. Disgusted with himself, Adam picked out the LEAST feminine outfit and slowly slid it onto his newly shaven body. Luckily for him he was almost the exact same size as the woman so putting on the clothing wasn’t too difficult. He picked out a loose grey blouse, super tight leggings and some platform wedge sandals. He finished his look by adding one of the brunette wigs ,sliding on a pair of sunglasses, and completing the illusion by adding a simple coat of lipgloss and mascara.

When Adam arrived he awkwardly walked through the airport in the towering heels. The heels made his butt sway and fixed his posture to make it even more feminine. For balance Adam had to bend his elbows and hold his arms out like some bimbo. Every step got louder and louder as he walked to the front desk. He could feel the eyes of other men glued to his feminine appearance.

As Adam waited in line he planned out what he would say to the lady while practicing his best girly voice. He was beginning to panic as he was getting closer and closer to the front desk and he still didn’t have a story.

*Ding!* “Next!” The lady said. Adam slowly walks up to the front desk, panicking even more.

“What do you need ma’am?” The lady asked.

“I um, my husband lost his luggage yesterday, I was just wondering if you had any reports of a suitcase left here overnight?” Adam said in his best female voice.

“Let me check for you real quick.” The lady said as she began to click away on the computer. Adam grew more and more nervous. He again started to periodically balance on the heel of his platform shoe.

“Unfortunately we don’t have any records of a left over suitcase.” She said blankly. *Ding!* “Next!” She continued. Adam began to panic even more. “There must be a mista-“ he was cutoff. “Next!” The woman said again. “Plea-“ Adam tried to speak up but again was interrupted. This time by the man behind him.

“Move broad.” He said pushing the dainty, fragile Adam out of the way. Adam yipped as he was pushed out of the way. Grabbing on to the the nearby wall for support.

“Jerk!” He said as he carefully walked over to take a seat on the bench to think about his next move.

To be continued…?