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Chapter #20

Nicks older sisters room

    by: Rose Author IconMail Icon
After the pizza and few more beers you soon realise you’re getting tired.
“Why don’t you just crash round here Maynerd?”
“Really? I should be getting home”.
“ Don’t mate, tomorrows Saturday anyway, and plus I think you’ve missed the last bus home”
“ I guess you have a point”
“That’s why I suggested it mate. It’s your choice where you wanna crash. My parent room is off limits. So you can either crash in my brothers or sisters room, or share with me.”
After thinking about you guessed his sisters room would be the most well kept.
“I guess I’ll crash in your sisters room if that’s alright Nick”.
“Of course it is I wouldn’t have suggested it if it wasn’t”.
Nick guided to his sisters room. It was a standard girls room. Few posters of boy bands. A double bed with fine linen.
“I guess it’s up to, but you can either use some of my nightmare or my sisters, she left a few clothes and shit before leaving for uni”.
After looking through Nicks nightwear you realised
that over the last month you have gotten somewhat shorter and your frame has become more curved and womanlike. You didn’t really notice anything prior as you mainly slept in the nude back at home. But seeing as you were the guest you thought it was only polite.
You begin to strip off in front of Nick, probably a mixture of the beer and still considering yourself a guy. Nick couldn’t help but notice your developing breasts and your smooth skin.
After trying on Nicks spare night gear you realised it was going to work. They were way too big.
“Urm, don’t suppose you got anything else do you?”
“Afraid not, I can see if my sister has anything though”.
After digging through some of her wardrobe’s Nick pulled out a pink silk lace trim nightdress with floral patterns on the edges.
“Really?”, you exclaimed without even thinking.
“I can really find anything else I’m afraid mate. But it should fit you.”
It didn’t really help with your predicament of not wanting to face reality but it looked like it did fit.
You took his Nicks clothes and struggled somewhat to put on the nightdress. Once on you felt really girly. You were standing in a floral pink night dress that ended about your mid thigh. With medium blonde hair that came down to your shoulders, blossoming breasts, hairless and your good looking brown eyes.
Looking in the mirror thou were shocked just how feminine you did look now.
“Well thank you Nick”. You leaned in for a hug. That’s the first time you’ve done that to a boy that you weren’t related. Shaking yourself off.
“Goodnight Nick”.
“Goodnight Maynerd”
With you closed the door. You locked it.
You turned off the lights and got under the duvet. It was soft. You didn’t want to admit it but you current situation was nice, you liked how the silk felt against your skin and you did look pretty. Although the pain in your chest was starting to come back.
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