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My girlfriend was by-sexual so it wasn’t a surprise when she continued to gawk at the sight of me dressed up. On the way over to the local GameStop my girlfriend wanted to raise the stakes and add a bet. She bet that if I get belittled, catcalled, or stereotyped at all then I have to dress as a girl for another week. I agreed to the bet as long as if I didn’t get belittled, catcalled, or stereotyped she would buy me the new PS5.

When we arrived she stayed in the car, to watch from afar. I cautiously walked into the GameStop because I still wasn’t used to the high heels. The click clack on the pavement threw me off. When I entered the GameStop I walked up to the front desk. I asked if they had any copies of the insomniac Spider-Man game available. The man looked up from his computer and asked me a different question, completely ignoring my first question.

“Let me see the text” he said grudgingly. Continuously glancing at my chest.

“I’m sorry, what?” I asked confused.

“Let me see the text that your boyfriend or brother sent you.” He said almost annoyed. Still continuing to glance at my chest. Not even trying to hide it anymore.

“Um I think you misunderstood, I’m here alone.” I said still confused. At this point I start to bite the inside of my lip, twiddle my fingers and bounce my high heeled foot up and down rotating my ankle.

“I’m sorry but girls that play video games don’t exist. So you can either come over here and make sweet love with me or get out.” He said looking up at me.

“I’m sorry what did you just say?” I said. Now crossing my arms under my chest, accidentally making my “breasts” look bigger. I put my weight on one leg and pop my hip out unintentionally making an extremely feminine pose.

“You heard me” he responded “or do you not understand English you dumb whore” he continued.

“Ugh” I gasp putting my manicured hand up to my mouth. I then raise my hand and slap him across the face. I storm out of the building putting one hand on my purse and scrunching my face in an unintentionally cute way. I march back to the car where I take a seat in the passenger seat, still visibly mad. I slouch into the chair accidentally making me look smaller, and proceed to again cross my arms under my chest, popping out my “breasts”. My girlfriend sat there and laughed.
“So- did-you- have -fun?” Periodically laughing in between each word. Putting her hand to her mouth and the other to her stomach from laughing too hard.

“Very funny can we go home already?” I ask impatiently.

“No can do” she says jokingly

“What why?” I respond confused

“Because we need to get you a wardrobe for the week.” She laughs again.

“Shit.” Is all i say as I’m driven to the mall.

To be continued? (Maybe)

Description
My girlfriend was by-sexual so it wasn’t a surprise when she continued to gawk at the sight of me dressed up. On the way over to the local GameStop my girlfriend wanted to raise the stakes and add a bet. She bet that if I get belittled, catcalled, or stereotyped at all then I have to dress as a girl for another week. I agreed to the bet as long as if I didn’t get belittled, catcalled, or stereotyped she would buy me the new PS5.

When we arrived she stayed in the car, to watch from afar. I cautiously walked into the GameStop because I still wasn’t used to the high heels. The click clack on the pavement threw me off. When I entered the GameStop I walked up to the front desk. I asked if they had any copies of the insomniac Spider-Man game available. The man looked up from his computer and asked me a different question, completely ignoring my first question.

“Let me see the text” he said grudgingly. Continuously glancing at my chest.

“I’m sorry, what?” I asked confused.

“Let me see the text that your boyfriend or brother sent you.” He said almost annoyed. Still continuing to glance at my chest. Not even trying to hide it anymore.

“Um I think you misunderstood, I’m here alone.” I said still confused. At this point I start to bite the inside of my lip, twiddle my fingers and bounce my high heeled foot up and down rotating my ankle.

“I’m sorry but girls that play video games don’t exist. So you can either come over here and make sweet love with me or get out.” He said looking up at me.

“I’m sorry what did you just say?” I said. Now crossing my arms under my chest, accidentally making my “breasts” look bigger. I put my weight on one leg and pop my hip out unintentionally making an extremely feminine pose.

“You heard me” he responded “or do you not understand English you dumb whore” he continued.

“Ugh” I gasp putting my manicured hand up to my mouth. I then raise my hand and slap him across the face. I storm out of the building putting one hand on my purse and scrunching my face in an unintentionally cute way. I march back to the car where I take a seat in the passenger seat, still visibly mad. I slouch into the chair accidentally making me look smaller, and proceed to again cross my arms under my chest, popping out my “breasts”. My girlfriend sat there and laughed.
“So- did-you- have -fun?” Periodically laughing in between each word. Putting her hand to her mouth and the other to her stomach from laughing too hard.

“Very funny can we go home already?” I ask impatiently.

“No can do” she says jokingly

“What why?” I respond confused

“Because we need to get you a wardrobe for the week.” She laughs again.

“Shit.” Is all i say as I’m driven to the mall.

To be continued? (Maybe)