Don't tell them.

Tripp decided: He wouldn't tell the sisters. It would only lead to trouble, and besides: what was the worst they could do if they didn't even know about his secret?

So, still in his girl form, Tripp heads to one of the mansion's kitchens for a snack. Sam had already left to go take care of some errands, which left Tripp alone for most of the morning.

He's perusing the enormous fridge when all three sisters walk in.

"Um, hello? Who are you? You don't look like the normal help. Should I be calling the police right now?" Holly says, pulling out her cell phone.

Tripp turns around quick, startled. "No, no! I'm uh... a friend of Samantha's! She said I could hang out here while she was out taking care of something and I got hungry so... um... yeah." Tripp could feel his face getting hot. He never was good under pressure.

Holly raises an eye-brow and looks him up and down. He was still wearing the clothes he'd been in the previous night - a skirt, short sleeved top, and strappy white sandals. He had slept in them, except for the sandals, and must have looked pretty disheveled. Sam had promised to help him 'freshen up' later, but he hadn't expected to run into the sisters so quickly.

"Uh-huh... so how'd you and Sam meet?" She crosses her arms and looks at him expectantly. "Sam never brings home friends - except for that weirdo, Tripp."

Tripp thinks for a moment, scrambling to come up with a suitable lie. "At school! I mean... we bumped into each other when we were signing up for classes and dropping off our paperwork. We just.. hit it off right away, haha!"

The three girls exchange a skeptical look. Whatever sisters-only language they were speaking, Tripp didn't like it. He could swear that Holly was smirking.

After a moment, Amelia takes Tripp's hand and says softly, "Of course, dear. That makes sense. Here, come with us, I'm sure we'll all become good friends!" and they lead him away, down the hall and through the maze of corridors and passages back to the South wing where their rooms were. Down into the belly of the beast.

May opens the door to her room and beckons them all inside.

Amelia pushes Tripp onto May's bed and her and Holly sit on either side of him, way too close for comfort. May pulls over a little stool and sits across from him so they're all sort of in a circle.

"So, new girl, what's your name?" Holly asks.

Shivers run down Tripp's spine. He had spoken with Sam about his new identity, but only a little bit. She'd told him that it would be best to use one of the names from her dummy identities to avoid confusion at school, and they'd found one that was suitable.

"It's Dawn..." he says, his voice faltering a bit.

"Ooh, Dawn is a cute name!" May says with a giggle. She pulls out her phone and snaps a few pics of him with the other two sisters. "I'm sending these to Sam! She'll love this!"

"Mhm," Amelia echoes, "so cute. Hmmm, so Dawn, which type of girl are you? I mean, we all have our type, right?"

Tripp is a little confused for a moment. Type? What did that mean? But it soon becomes clear enough with Amelia and Holly both hold out their phones for him to see. Each one has a different dick pic on it. Amelia's has a long thick white cock bulging with veins. While Holly's phone depicts a girthy black cock dripping with fresh cum.

Tripp gulps. This isn't normal, right? Girls don't actually show dick pics to strangers they just met? Then again, these were Sam's sisters. Normal didn't really apply.

"O-oh, wow..." he mumbles, his girly voice cracking with nerves. "Um... the... this one, I guess..." he says, pointing to the cummy black cock.

The girls all look at each other and giggle like they have an inside joke that he isn't a part of. Then they pull up two more cock pics and show him again. They do this again and again for most of the morning until his brain is swimming with images of huge, girthy penises.

And his suffering doesn't end there. At least, not for what feels like an eternity.

By the time Sam comes back and knocks on her sister's door looking for him, Tripp has been stripped and re-dressed several times, made-up, and had the nails on his fingers and toes painted a soft lilac color.

When Sam comes in, he can barely meet her eye and knows his face must be tomato red under the makeup. He's wearing form-fitting white yoga pants, a loose pink crop top that hangs off one should and says 'Girl Power!' in bubble text on the front, and pink athletic sneakers. Thankfully they didn't touch his underwear, but that was still a matching plain white set of bra and panties that had come with his girl form.

"Tr- I mean... Dawn! What happened? I came as soon as I got the pictures May sent." She quickly comes over to her friend, looking him up and down, and helps him up off the bed. She gives her sisters the stink eye. "Amelia, May, Holly. What did you do?"

Holly shrugs. "What do you mean? We were just having some girl-time with your new friend. We didn't do anything!" She puts on her best 'innocent' face that Tripp knows she wears when she wants to get away with something.

"Oh cut the crap," Sam says, "You all know, don't you?"

"Know what, sister dear?" Amelia asks with the same 'innocent' face as Holly.

Sam glares at them both for several long awkward seconds before May throws her arms around 'Dawn' and exclaims, "Tripp is so cute now! How'd you turn him into a girl? He's so pretty!"

Holly and Amelia fall backwards laughing.

Sam sighs and turns to Tripp. "See? I told you something bad would happen if you tried to hide it from them. This is what you get."

"But how did you know?!" Tripp asks. He was sure his lies weren't that unbelievable. And he definitely looked the part of a real girl.

Amelia wipes a tear from her eye. "Are you kidding? We've known you for years. It doesn't matter how much you change your appearance, you're still Tripp. We all knew it was you before you got three words out!"

Tripp was weirdly flattered. He may be wearing girly clothes and makeup, and spent much of his morning looking at pictures of dicks on the internet, but it was kind of nice that Sam's sisters knew him so well.

"Yeah!" Holly adds, "only Tripp can fail so completely as both a boy, and a girl!"

He was less flattered now.