Later today

“If I’m dressed up what do you think?” Natalie pats your head making you blush with embarrassment. Wait… what? “Looks like someone’s a natural bimbo. It’s later today, in fact the truck picking us up will be here in just over an hour. So let’s get you ready!”

He… is it he or she? In your mind it’s hard to see your longtime friend as anything masculine. She takes your hand firmly and leads you to her bedroom, where she orders you to strip. You do so hesitantly, still not sure why you are going along with this. Still you do, stripping and letting Natalie pull out a similar fluffy dress to her own. Though unlike hers that is colorfully pastel, yours is black and white. She slips everything on, from stackings and petticoats to collars and cuffs. Only after you move and giggle do you realize every piece is locked in place with tiny padlocks, impossible to remove on your own.

Before you complain, he tells you to stay still for the makeup. You do your best, feeling a strange tension as your sissified friend is so close to your face. When done, she adds a black wig to go with the look, letting you see yourself.

You didn’t recognize the goth girl in the mirror. You really did look like Natalie’s edgy but still girly and fluffy sister. “You look so good!” She says hugging you from behind. “My cute little Scarlett.” You blush at the name, and her joyful reaction. “We have a little time before they pick us up. I have one more thing to add… but if you’d like before, I can show you how cute I think you look.” She kneels infront of where you are sitting. Shit, is she saying what you think she is saying?