With a grumble you grab the jeans, pulling them up your legs. A spell of anxiety washes over you as the stretchy denim clings to your form. It's a struggle to pull the jeans over your bum and waist, having to breath in as you close the button and zip up the flys. With a look across to the mirror your heart sinks.
The jeans hug your legs, highlighting just how effeminate your legs and bum are. The jeans stop just above your ankle in a very feminine style, no way you're hiding any socks with these on.
"At least my arse looks great..." You say with a groan as you grab the socks you selected, thankfully they're trainer socks, although they are branded with pink hearts. Fuck it they'll do.
Finally you grab the shirt you threw down earlier and throw it over your head, you pull your hair from its back and the turn to the mirror. The reflection you see before you is quite discouraging, you look like a girl wearing her no make up and her boyfriend's baggy T-shirt. There is a very slight bulge in your jeans but its basically not there unless you're looking, the tight denim leaves arse looking full and your crotch basically flat.
You hate to admit it but with your hair falling straight and framing your head your face looks so very effeminate.
"Alex, Erica , Dinner is ready sweeties" You hear your Aunt call up to you.
Quickly you brush your hair behind your ears and then head down stairs. Erica is already at the table and grins a wide shit eating grin when she sees you. Auntie Katie turns to you, looks you up and down and looks a little confused, her eyebrows furrowing as she frowns.
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