Neither, apparently Jason knows a girl

“You look way too hot to be in something cheap from a place called Bridal Bazaar, and Ana’s is where Kenzie shops. So let’s say that one is out too. Look, my sister was telling me that the store she works in just got in this new line of dresses from some hot shot designer.”

DJ’s carefully sculpted eyebrows shot up as Jason called him hot. He could feel his heart beat increase and his cock throbbed in the tiny panties. Almost stumbling from the flash of lust that the simple compliment had given him, he quickly caught his balance. “Uh, sure, whatever you want, baby.” Turning from Jason, he grimaced at the term of endearment that his body had added on its own.

“I like the sound of that.” Jason chuckled as he stepped up next to DJ and the pair began to make their way through the mall. DJ’s heels clicked off the tile loudly, drawing attention from men and women alike. DJ’s eyes looked all around him in an effort not to look at Jason. In doing so, he became aware of just how big a spectacle his strut and outfit were making.

The stares and whispered conversations about him began to get to him. Inwardly, he felt like curling up into a ball and hiding. The leering looks of the men and the judgemental looks of the women made him feel as if he stood under a microscope. His body had a different opinion on how it made him feel. Twirling, he threw his manicured hands into the air and giggled as he spun in a carefree manner. “I can’t believe we are going dress shopping. I am so excited baby!”

DJ could tell that this wasn’t PK controlling him any more, this was more like when he knew he needed to go to sleep, but instead kept playing a video game. It was something he didn’t want to do, but kept doing no matter what. The feeling was jarring. Of course the feeling would have been even more jarring if DJ had realized just how small the sweater he had on was. The light material raised up enough that the bottom of his large and very well formed breasts were clearly visible under the hem, giving everyone around him a great show of his underboob.

Jason’s eyes almost bulged out of his head at the sight of his best friend parading around in stiletto heeled boots, daisy dukes, and showing off his surprisingly well formed and realistic tits. The other surprise was the bulge in the tight shorts. Something about that visible indicator of lust stuck with Jason as he followed along. He thought back to the bike ride here, where he had just assumed that DJ hadn’t realized where his hands were. He thought about how easily DJ had agreed to this. He came to the conclusion that his friend wanted him. And if the amount of arousal and flirting was any indication, then he assumed that DJ wanted him badly.

Looking up away from his feminized friend’s ass, Jason spotted the store. “There it is bro, Norman’s.”

DJ laughed as his friend defaulted to calling him bro. “Ok two things, first don’t call me bro when I’m dressed like this, it is just weird. Secondly, who calls a dress store Norman’s?”

As the two stepped through the small arch of the store, they were both surprised to see a small open space with a desk behind it that looked more like an office than a shop in the mall. A cute hispanic girl stood behind the counter. “Good morning Sir, Ma’am. Do you have an appointment today?”

Jason stepped up ahead of DJ and smiled at the girl. DJ rolled his eyes when he saw Jason smile at her. “Umm, is Evie free? She said she might have time this morning and I should bring my prom date by.”

The girl’s demeanor changed instantly. “Oh, you’re Jason. Yeah, she told me to send you two through.” The girl’s eyes flicked over to DJ and DJ could feel her appraising his outfit.

Realizing he had a chance to see how part of the rest of the world lived, DJ thought it might be fun to flirt with the cute girl. Stepping up to the counter he was about to introduce himself when he felt a sudden and complete lack of attraction slide into place in his body. The hardon that had been present since he had gotten on the motorcycle that morning finally began to subside as he thought about hitting on the girl. The sudden change distracted him enough that he missed the rest of their conversation and the next thing he knew the pair of them were wandering through a maze of dresses. Turning a corner, they saw two rows of high heels and between them stood a gorgeous girl in her early twenties.

It was Genevieve, or Evie for short. Jason’s sister was the girl that DJ had spent his youth crushing on. For some reason it never quite registered that she would be the one to see him like this.

“Hey Jason, so this is your date?” The beautiful girl stepped closer and her jaw dropped open as she clearly recognized DJ. “Whoa, now that I would have guessed.”

Jason laughed. “Don’t freak out, it is just for fun. I think…” His voice trailed off. Evie laughed at her brother’s witless remark and looked DJ over with a more professional eye.

“Wow, you are tiny. Wait, are those Becca’s shorts?” DJ winced at the incredulity in Evie’s voice. “Ok, wow, she is like a size 4-6.” Her eyes widened as she took in his rear end. “Well, I can tell you’re related.” Her laughter grew as she turned and motioned for the pair to follow her.

DJ sighed as the girl he had crushed on for years was now making fun of how big his ass was. Following along, the pair of boys looked around the shop. DJ was the first to address the oddity of the store. “What is with this place, I don’t see prices or people and it looks like a warehouse.”

Evie laughed. “Ever seen that show called Say Yes to the Dress? We are kinda like that.” Turning, she opened up a door and led the pair into a large room with an attached changing room. “Ok, so Jason was telling me you needed a prom dress. We just got these fantastic designs from Sherri Hill. Now, I think with your body we can go long or short. So what do we think? Classic beauty, or maybe a frisky sexy short dress?”