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Me and my girl friend have an amazing relation ship, we love to mess around and have a good time with each other. We joke around with each other constantly and make bets and challenge each other. So when my girlfriend made a joke about boys not excepting female games I was caught off guard.

“What do you mean I’m sure it can’t be that bad, right?” I say confused and intrigued.

“Are you kidding? It’s awful I’ve been told to leave stores because I was a girl before, it’s awful.”

“No way, is that even allowed, that can’t be real” I say back, still in disbelief.

“Oh yea? Wanna test that theory?” She said back sarcastically.

“Yea” I replied with confidence.

“Really? Okay…” she says with a curious and mischievous voice. marching over to our room. She came back out with a long silky black wig.

“Alright fine, then put this on. You’re going to be a girl today.” She said confidently. Holding out the wig.

“You’re on” I reply, snatching the wig out of her hands and matching to the bathroom.

As I’m properly adjusting the wig to fit my head my girlfriend yells to me from our room telling me that she has prepared the outfit, but first I need makeup. As I finish with the wig she walks in and pulls out her makeup kit with various brushes, tools, appliances, etc. she starts working, putting a heavy coat of concealer on my face, adding eye shadow and fake lashes, plucking my eye brows, plumping and painting my lips to make them kissable, and finally adding blush. My makeup was finished and I looked in the mirror stunned, I didn’t even recognize the person in the mirror. Before I could get a good look I am pulled into our room where my new outfit is laid out on the bed. My girlfriend helped me undress and put my new bra on. It was quite an odd feeling, it was constricting and tight but she said “that’s how it was supposed to be”. She left the room letting me finish the rest of the outfit. I started with the panties, they were small and barely covered half of my ass but that’s what was given. The silk was so soft making it almost enjoyable. Next I put on the tights. I rolled the fabric up my smooth legs one after another, the feeling was so foreign but nice. Next was the dress itself, I pulled it over my head and onto my body, after some pulling it gave and slid down to fit snug on my body. The dress was so tight on the waist that it even gave off the illusion of curves, which was startling at first. The last piece of the outfit were the towering high heels, my girlfriend always complains when wearing these shoes. I took one shoe and slid my soft foot inside. I grabbed the buckle and adjusted it so it was nice and snug on my smooth ankle. The feeling of my slippery tights inside the hard heels was quite nice, it was oddly comfortable. After I did the same with the second shoe I attempted to stand up, stumbled, and fell onto the bed, laughing on the way down. I got back up and tried again, this time not falling. I walked around the room in circles adjusting to the unfamiliar heels. The click clack of the heels on the hard wood floor was appealing. I called for my girlfriend and she walked in, she looked me up and down and gasped, her mouth touching the floor.

“Oh my fucking gosh you look so fucking hot.” She says, her mouth continuing to hang open. “ like really fucking hot, like out of my league hot” she says not taking her eyes off me. All I could do was awkwardly stand there, smile, and blush.” You look like a celebrity, like Kylie Jenner, or NO, Selena Gomez! You look like Selena Gomez!” She says jumping up and down.

“Wow thanks” I say at a loss for words.

“Okay we’ll let’s get the experiment started” she says still gleaming from what is standing in front of her.

To be continued…

Description
Me and my girl friend have an amazing relation ship, we love to mess around and have a good time with each other. We joke around with each other constantly and make bets and challenge each other. So when my girlfriend made a joke about boys not excepting female games I was caught off guard.

“What do you mean I’m sure it can’t be that bad, right?” I say confused and intrigued.

“Are you kidding? It’s awful I’ve been told to leave stores because I was a girl before, it’s awful.”

“No way, is that even allowed, that can’t be real” I say back, still in disbelief.

“Oh yea? Wanna test that theory?” She said back sarcastically.

“Yea” I replied with confidence.

“Really? Okay…” she says with a curious and mischievous voice. marching over to our room. She came back out with a long silky black wig.

“Alright fine, then put this on. You’re going to be a girl today.” She said confidently. Holding out the wig.

“You’re on” I reply, snatching the wig out of her hands and matching to the bathroom.

As I’m properly adjusting the wig to fit my head my girlfriend yells to me from our room telling me that she has prepared the outfit, but first I need makeup. As I finish with the wig she walks in and pulls out her makeup kit with various brushes, tools, appliances, etc. she starts working, putting a heavy coat of concealer on my face, adding eye shadow and fake lashes, plucking my eye brows, plumping and painting my lips to make them kissable, and finally adding blush. My makeup was finished and I looked in the mirror stunned, I didn’t even recognize the person in the mirror. Before I could get a good look I am pulled into our room where my new outfit is laid out on the bed. My girlfriend helped me undress and put my new bra on. It was quite an odd feeling, it was constricting and tight but she said “that’s how it was supposed to be”. She left the room letting me finish the rest of the outfit. I started with the panties, they were small and barely covered half of my ass but that’s what was given. The silk was so soft making it almost enjoyable. Next I put on the tights. I rolled the fabric up my smooth legs one after another, the feeling was so foreign but nice. Next was the dress itself, I pulled it over my head and onto my body, after some pulling it gave and slid down to fit snug on my body. The dress was so tight on the waist that it even gave off the illusion of curves, which was startling at first. The last piece of the outfit were the towering high heels, my girlfriend always complains when wearing these shoes. I took one shoe and slid my soft foot inside. I grabbed the buckle and adjusted it so it was nice and snug on my smooth ankle. The feeling of my slippery tights inside the hard heels was quite nice, it was oddly comfortable. After I did the same with the second shoe I attempted to stand up, stumbled, and fell onto the bed, laughing on the way down. I got back up and tried again, this time not falling. I walked around the room in circles adjusting to the unfamiliar heels. The click clack of the heels on the hard wood floor was appealing. I called for my girlfriend and she walked in, she looked me up and down and gasped, her mouth touching the floor.

“Oh my fucking gosh you look so fucking hot.” She says, her mouth continuing to hang open. “ like really fucking hot, like out of my league hot” she says not taking her eyes off me. All I could do was awkwardly stand there, smile, and blush.” You look like a celebrity, like Kylie Jenner, or NO, Selena Gomez! You look like Selena Gomez!” She says jumping up and down.

“Wow thanks” I say at a loss for words.

“Okay we’ll let’s get the experiment started” she says still gleaming from what is standing in front of her.

To be continued…