Meg comes over with "outfits" for you to try on

After a good night's rest you awake to the sun shining through your bedroom window. It is Saturday so you don't have too worry about school today and dealing with the embarassment of the more aggressive girls. You yawn as you look over at your clock on your nightstand and see the big red 11:00 on it. You took the opportunity to sleep in today considering what happened to you yesterday; your ass was still a little sore and your jaw felt like it was going to fall off. As flashbacks of the day prior start flooding back you decide it's time to get up and moving to forget about the oddities of the previous afternoon.

You go over to your dresser too grab some clean boxers, but are met with an odd surprise: your underwear has been replaced with panties, thongs, and g-strings. You think this is weird and resign yourself to wearing dirty boxers, and decide to go pick out some clothes too wear for the day. You slide your closet door open expecting to see your jeans and shirts, but again are met with a strange surprise: skirts, dresses, and various girly tops line your closet hangers. You take a step back thinking that maybe, just maybe, you're dreaming then the bedroom door flies open. You turn around and your heart and hope sink simultainiously as Meg stands in the doorway dressed in jeans and t-shirt giving her a boyish appearance.

"Look who's finally awake," she starts off as she walks in and shuts the door, "What's wrong baby? You look surprised too see me, you haven't forgotten our fantastic afternoon have you?"

You shake your head no and she smiles and continues to walk towards you; she reaches out and grabs the back of your head and pulls you in for a deep kiss. Her tongue invades your mouth and snakes its way around probing every nook and crany of your mouth. You try to pull away at first, but she grunts and holds you in place and you resign yourself to her slippery embrace. When she finallly pulls away you reer back panting for breath.

"Meg what the hell?" you ask, "Where are my clothes?"

She laughs and gestures to your closet and dresser, "Over there silly now get dressed I wanna see my new sissy-bitch in her new outfits," she says with a sadistic smirk.

You straighten up and hold your ground, enough is enough right? "Meg knock the shit off this has gone too far now tell me where-," you begin stating sounding like the older one of the two.

She punches you in the gut and you double over trying to catch your breath. "My sissies don't get to speak to me like that!" she yells at you, "I gave you an order and I said it nicely don't make me have to dress you myself dougie."

There's that pet name again, it's really starting to bug you.