Definately.

She takes your car keys and leads you back outside and into the car. As you head down the road you can’t help but notice that you almost seem to be sitting lower in the seat, as if you were shorter by several inches. ‘Huh I guess I don’t ever ride in the passenger seat of my car that is weird.‘ You think to yourself trying to rationalize the impossible. As you arrive at the club you can’t help but wonder how she thought your house was the party, even if the address is similar. You see tons of people in various costumes and head in to register for the party.

Getting up to the desk the man looks at you and asks. "Your name miss?"

Miss wow this costume will win for sure when you reveal you are a man. You start to tell him your name and your companion chimes in and answers for you, “Her name is Jessica, Jessica Smith.”

You take the cue and trying to sound sexy and female you chime in, “Call me Jessie.” And hold out your hand to him.

He flashes you a smile and states, "A pleasure to meet you Jessie.” He kisses your hand and lets you go in.

The two of you walk in together and soon you find yourself on the dance floor being jostled about by the masses. “I will get us some drinks, you have fun dancing you little whore. Damn you look sexy in this light, I can’t wait to fuck you again.” She smacks you on the ass and walks away.

"I can't dance in these heels, I can barely walk." But as you say this you realize it simply isn't true, for what ever reason you seem to be walking on these huge heels as if you had walked on them all the time. “Cool.” You say to no one in particular and start dancing to the beat. As you are dancing you catch a glimpse of your reflection in a mirror and are almost knocked off your feet with how stunning you are. If you hadn’t seen her with the costume you wouldn’t even have realized it was you. You walk over to the mirror to get a closer look but as you take a step you feel someone grab you on the ass.