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Request for pollolocoide .
Annette Arciniega tg

Jack was a sweet and caring boy. He was understanding and flexible. So when he heard that because of financial issues he would be spending his summer at his grandmothers house he didn’t argue. His grandmother was a dress designer. She owned a small local business that sold all types of dresses. Jack really didn’t mind the change, he enjoyed his grandmothers company. They got along great and his grandmother had Jack work part time in the shop.

Some time had gone by and Jack was home alone his grandmother was out running errands. He was on his way up to his room when he felt a strange sensation. He looked at one of the dresses on model in the living room where his grandmother likes to work. It was a beautiful pink dress with delicate silver accents. A voice at the back of jacks head was telling him to; try it on, it’s so soft and nice, what would I look like? All of these thoughts racing through jacks mind. He caved and slowly took the dress off of the stand and started to pull it over his body. Luckily for Jack he was already quite feminine. He was a late bloomer so the combination of no body hair, a petite frame and long brown hair made him look extremely girly.

He started to slide the the pink dress up his legs, they tingled as the fabric ran up his legs. The top of the dress was a corset which Jack squeezed into. He pulled on the delicate laces at the back of the dress to tie it all together. He pulled on the laces leaving no slack, this gave him an extremely small waist and pushed the fat up towards his chest. Giving off the illusion of breasts. The dress felt magnificent on Jack, he ran around in circles feeling the freedom of the dress. He spun around in circles letting the dress fly out all around him. Jack was having a blast. He loved the way he felt so elegant and confident. Jack wanted more, He tied his hair into a loose bun and slid one of his grandmothers tiaras onto his head. He ran up to her room and found some lipstick and makeup. He applied it lightly not sure of what he was doing. He ran back downstairs and admired himself in the mirror. He took a quick picture to remember the moment.

It was then when Jack turned around ready to undress when his grandmother walked into the house. Jack panicked and froze. His grandmother looked up from the door.

“Jack?” She said.

To be continued…

Description
Request for pollolocoide .
Annette Arciniega tg

Jack was a sweet and caring boy. He was understanding and flexible. So when he heard that because of financial issues he would be spending his summer at his grandmothers house he didn’t argue. His grandmother was a dress designer. She owned a small local business that sold all types of dresses. Jack really didn’t mind the change, he enjoyed his grandmothers company. They got along great and his grandmother had Jack work part time in the shop.

Some time had gone by and Jack was home alone his grandmother was out running errands. He was on his way up to his room when he felt a strange sensation. He looked at one of the dresses on model in the living room where his grandmother likes to work. It was a beautiful pink dress with delicate silver accents. A voice at the back of jacks head was telling him to; try it on, it’s so soft and nice, what would I look like? All of these thoughts racing through jacks mind. He caved and slowly took the dress off of the stand and started to pull it over his body. Luckily for Jack he was already quite feminine. He was a late bloomer so the combination of no body hair, a petite frame and long brown hair made him look extremely girly.

He started to slide the the pink dress up his legs, they tingled as the fabric ran up his legs. The top of the dress was a corset which Jack squeezed into. He pulled on the delicate laces at the back of the dress to tie it all together. He pulled on the laces leaving no slack, this gave him an extremely small waist and pushed the fat up towards his chest. Giving off the illusion of breasts. The dress felt magnificent on Jack, he ran around in circles feeling the freedom of the dress. He spun around in circles letting the dress fly out all around him. Jack was having a blast. He loved the way he felt so elegant and confident. Jack wanted more, He tied his hair into a loose bun and slid one of his grandmothers tiaras onto his head. He ran up to her room and found some lipstick and makeup. He applied it lightly not sure of what he was doing. He ran back downstairs and admired himself in the mirror. He took a quick picture to remember the moment.

It was then when Jack turned around ready to undress when his grandmother walked into the house. Jack panicked and froze. His grandmother looked up from the door.

“Jack?” She said.

To be continued…