Heading towards your friends lunch table. (C)

Heading towards your lunch table, you suddenly got hit with a quick realization about your situation. You acted on your whims for half the day, needing more time to pause and think about what was happening.

You were winging it; you can admit that part to yourself. But it was about time to ask yourself the second most important question. How come crossdressing feels so exhilarating for you? Like a newfound freedom, you felt so alive. Almost like you have been living a lie your whole life.

It felt great for you, the attention, the thirsty looks. Everything about this was like a perverted fantasy, and you can't deny that you are enjoying the pleasure of all of it.

Which makes you a bit sad... That this event was only for a day, that you can only do this once in your life. You know this was the only good time to do this; you would be called a freak other times.

"Hey, Ash, your fat ass is blocking the way."

Turning around, you see your friend Chris standing with his lunch tray. You didn't realize how long you were lost in thought. "You’re just jealous that I got a better ass than yours." You say with a smirk.

"Ugh, you got me there..." He says, faking a sniffle and tears.

You can't help but to smile and wrap your arm around him. "You rascal, well shit, how has your day been?" You asked. "Could've been better, I tried to get a girl's number, but you know how it is. I was too hot for her." He says with a shit-eating grin.

"Well, you can always ask for mine." You say, winking at him. But hearing this Chris pretends to barf. "Blegh, is this how I sound when I flirt with girls? I think I'm going to turn my ways around." He says while pretending to hold a puke.