That Amy girl was pretty cute, and after she told you she was going to go all out for her outfit it didn't seem like a lot of others would, she'd definitely be happy if you went all out too, who knows, maybe dressing like a girl would be the thing that got you a girlfriend, that'd be ironic.
you begin to browse through the girls clothes in the closet, you want to pick the girliest thing you can find to do this well. Browsing through the closet you find what seems to be a halloween costume, a sexy school girl, putting that aside, there's a prom dress, which would work, but you want to look like a normal teenage girl, so you put that aside, you find a denim mini-skirt, "perfect"
you continue browsing, girly T-shirts, aren't good enough, a few plain tank tops, finally finding a dress-like top thats really feminine, but somehow you realize that it doesn't go well with the denim skirt, you settle on a white long sleeve top, with the words glamorous with hearts and stars around it, you set it beside the skirt, next is underwear, then shoes.
You can't wear your boxers under the mini skirt so you pick the first pair of panties available, same with the bra, making sure its white so it doesnt show through the white top. finally you take a pair of what look like 3 inch heels, after comparing them to the skirt, the lower heels didn't look good, so you settled on the 3 inch
Before changing you decide to paint your nails, pink is the obvious choice, you do your toes first for practice, then move onto your fingers, they're not perfect, but not bad either.
You look at your legs and sigh, you have more to do, you need to shave your legs, luckily you started so early to give you time, you look online for some techniques on how to shave legs and find a few good tips and proceed to take a shower, slowly shaving your legs in there.
You use the feminine body wash and shampoo and conditioner.
After getting out of the shower you run your hand down your legs, your impressed how good a job you did, it wasn't even that hard. You proceed to put on the panties, situating your crotch to give a smooth front, then slide the skirt up your legs, you didnt realize just how short it was, it doesnt even make it to your knees, it'll be so easy to accidentally flash your panties, how do girls where skirts this short.
you struggle to get the bra on before giving up and clipping it first then slipping it on like a shirt, you put two socks in each cup to fill it, then slipping the White top on over it.
Looking in the mirror you can honestly say that your body passes pretty well for a girl, your head on the other hand doesn't, you still need to get makeup done well.
You know a girl moved into the room next to yours, so you quickly slip out and knock on her door, not really ready to be seen like this just yet.
She answers, wearing a thin wife beater, but with a bra underneath and baggy jeans, you can tell shes wearing makeup too, guess shes not going as all out as you are. You both have the same reaction
"so you're going to this party thing too?" she says first
"uhh he he yeah... thats why I'm here... I wanted to really go all out... just for fun you know, but... I can't do my makeup, do you think you could help me out?
oh, uh yeah sure why not, I'm finished getting ready anyways, as you can see I was kind of lax with my clothes, I couldn't not wear a bra with this grungy shirt. but you look pretty good so far, good job." she says as you lead her back to your room.
She sits you in front of the makeup table and goes to work.
A few minutes later shes finished it looks great, but shes not done she starts on your hair, its not too long so she curls it.
Almost half an hour later shes done with your hair instead of the shaggy look you usually have now its tight and bouncy on your head, not to mention feminine.
"there, ya go, looks great, see you out there, I'm heading out." she says.
You get up, examining your made up face, you barely recognize yourself, and you hate to admit it to yourself but you love your hair like this.
but you dismiss the thought, not wanting to be late you slip on your shoes, a pair of 3 inch heels, and miraculously don't have any trouble walking in them at all, you'd always imagined them to be hard to walk in but you gracefully take each step without a problem, you must be channeling your inner teenage girl, you joke to yourself.
You head out and into the common room, spotting a purse as you leave your room grabbing it, even though its empty
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