New Undies!

After a few moments (that felt like hours) of Gwen’s eyes exploring your dainty naked body she turned to her closet and began rummaging through it. As you stood there naked, obediently waiting for her to complete her search, you couldn’t help but feel like it was unfair that she gets to see you naked. I-It’s only reasonable that you should be able to um admire her body as well, right? Besides, it’s only to compare the similarities of your new body and hers. T-to help beat the curse!

Despite your facial features being eerily similar, you both had completely different looks. Gwen’s face exudes confidence, maturity, and grace, your bratty, happy go luck demeanor seemed childish in comparison. The tight t-shirt she wore over her flat tummy, and runner shorts she dawned over her that firm pumpkin shaped ass of hers left little to the imagination. Where your body was dainty and lithe with taut perky tits, her’s was full and athletic, like a beach volleyball player with nice full rack. You had a round, soft, perky ass. She had breeding hips with firm cheeks. You’re definitely not insecure or jealous though… definitely not jealous!

As Gwen bent over to continue her search your eyes really started to scan her ass. Can an ass be soft but firm? Hers definitely could be. Oh, how it would feel to smack an ass like that! As you lost control over your train of thought you hadn’t noticed how your pale skin had suddenly become covered in goosebumps. or how hard your fluffy nipples had become, or even that your little slit was starting to moisten. You bit your bottom lip as your face began to redden for different reasons. Suddenly Gwen stood back up and turned around making your heart leap into your throat.

Taking a white button up shirt, she places it over your chest to get a decent idea of the fit, and you say a silent prayer hoping she doesn’t notice your hard nipples poking through. “Feeling cold?” Gwen says in a emotionless yet mocking manner. Crap! Though it seems like she doesn’t suspect anything. “Here put this on.” Gwen tosses you a small black bra. You squirm a bit as you begrudgingly accept wearing girls clothes. Surprising yourself with how fast you manage to put on the bra you can’t help but feel a little constrained as you’ve gotten so used to being braless.

“Here put this on too.” Gwen orders as she tosses what appears to be a small bundle of sting and cloth. Why would she toss you something so insignificant? As you unfurled the string you realized it was in fact all connected and…

“YOU’RE MAKING ME WEAR A THONG!” you fumed as you displayed the offensive garment outstretched in your hands. Was she even taking this seriously?

“Look it’s either that or you go commando, because I haven’t worn clothes your size in literal years and that thong expands.” Gwen retorted.

You could only grumble and pout a bit as you begrudgingly accepted it. “You’re enjoying this aren’t you.” you sulked accusingly as you began sliding the it up your legs. The small triangle in the back rested snugly over the small of you back, you barely even notice the string itself as it squeezed right between your ass cheeks, and the front did the bare minimum to cover your privates with a tuft of fluffly gold pubes sticking out over the top. To make maters worse the material of your new set of underwear was… stimulating to say the least. Each movement brushed against your nipples and your pussy making you moan just tiny bit.

“Hmmm, maybe just teensy bit.” giggled Gwen as she turned around clearly amused at your new get up. You frowned and stared daggers at her. “Oooh don’t be so dramatic cutie, you’ll get used to it. Now put on these too.” Gwen laughed tossing your two long tube looking thingies. “Also those are stockings, genius.”

“I know what they are!” you exclaimed defensively. You had no idea what they were. Without any further protests you slid on the stockings. “I hope you’re having fun treating me like your little doll and playing dress up, beacause this will NEVER happen again!” Despite the embarrassment Gwen was subjecting you too you secretly were starting to feel super pretty. B-but this is temporary! You’re simply doing what needs to be done to reclaim your manhood! You’re definitely not secretly happy wearing a thong.