Chapter 5 the play p1

"Hey you want to join me in a play?"

I've never done well in drama, never one to remember lines. Julian called in stage fright but I called it fear of exposure. So when when the girls suggested that they and myself should join the play...

I ended up joining.

"Why did you get me into this?" I asked as I put on my costume for pratice.

Megan rolled her eyes. "Miss Baker needed a male lead but no one wanted to do so. So we volunteered to help out and chose you."

"And you look so yummy." Bethany laughed as she slapped my rear making me yelp.

All around me actors were getting ready and practicing their lines. Looking at the paper I reread a part of the script I was still unsure of.

"Oh lady Jane, queen of the Amazons, my father the lord of the north wishes for aid. The famine has ravaged the land and thou have been generous with thy aid. Yet fair and proud queen~"

"Hmm, you need to be more submissive in your tone." An assertive, seductive voice came from behind. It was Miss Baker, the fanasty woman nearly every guy in school thought of at least once. She gave off the vibe of a former popular girl and head blonde cheerleader (which she was) who had become one of the hottest women in town.

She hummed as she helped fix my costume, straightening by tira (what else could it be as it was too small to be a crown) and wig. I was supposed to be an elven princeling who had traveled to the court of the Amazon Queen who was the pardon of the prince's homeland but the queen expressed an interest with him. But another faction wished for the prince's hand and there was a dual for the elven prince's hand. It was supposed to be a polical drama inspired by Shakespeare but also have some role reversal for fun. After all, why can't the boy be the damsel instead of the girl?

"Looking good Prince." Hannah snickered as she looked over her shoulder in her guards uniform.

"I look like a princess." I muttered as I looked in the mirror at my reflection. Pascal blue shirt with poofy shoulders that showed off my belly with a pascal blue and pink skirt. Dark color tights, slighly heel shoes and a purple cape finished the costume. I wasn't even allowed to have a sword and a swore the tira was trying to escape this blonde wig I had to wear.

"Miss Baker! I can't find my costume!" An understudy yelled from across the room. Sighing Miss Baker glanced down at me woth a soft smile.

"Thank you again for this sweety ❤️. Don't worry about not doing well, it's only practice and we're working out the kinks of this."

"No worries Miss Baker." I said, attempting to hid my fear and unease. Smiling she gave me a hug amd raced to help out the others.

"Wow, you can wear panties and be humiliated by have a small wee-wee but have stage fright princess?" Bethany snickered as she whispered into my ear.

"Shhh!" I hushed her, red in the face.

"Aw, but you make a pretty princess." This time it was Megan's voice as she snuck her hand onto my chest, tweaking a nipple. "Tell you what, you do a great job out there and we'll thank you for this in an amazing way~?"

I thought about it for a moment. "Yes."