The Mall

The mall was packed, but that only seemed to excite the girls more. Olivia led the way, her confidence making it impossible for Glenn to second-guess what they were doing. It wasn’t long before he was being dragged into store after store, arms filled with skirts, dresses, and blouses in soft colors and delicate fabrics.

At first, he stood stiffly in the dressing room, staring at himself in each new outfit, unsure if he should be thrilled or horrified. But as the girls gushed over how adorable he looked, complimenting his legs, his figure, even his posture, something strange began to settle in his chest.

It felt… nice.

By the time they reached the checkout counter, Glenn had a new wardrobe that was undeniably feminine. Pastel cardigans, pleated skirts, cute sweaters, and more sets of matching underwear than he dared to count, they also made sure he had a few ‘cute’ bikinis to wear for their future swimming lessons. He held a shopping bag in each hand, his mind spinning from the surreal experience.

“How do you feel?” Olivia asked as they exited the store.

Glenn hesitated. “…Weird.”

Mia giggled. “Weird good or weird bad?”

“…I don’t know yet.”

She patted his shoulder. “You’ll figure it out.”