No way!

Somehow, you doubt that having girly pictures of yourself on the internet will help your social standing at school. You turn Richard down politely, saying, "Man, fuck you." Richard laughs a bit more at your predicament and makes a few more comments about what a convincing girl you make, but the issue is dropped fairly quickly. The two of you settle in, him in the recliner, you lounging on the couch, drinking beers, watching football on Richard's parents' flat screen TV, and generally acting like a couple of guys.

You're a little surprised by how comfortable you are just sitting around in a girl's clothes, until Richard's cell phone rings, and you find out “Rachel” is coming over. Rachel is apparently a senior at school that you wouldn’t know, but who Richard assures that you “will probably recognize her when you see her.” Other than that, he doesn’t tell you too much, but you get the impression that Richard found an older girl (outside of the circle of gossipers at school who “know” about his undersized parts) to be his fuckbuddy. But if you would recognize her from the halls at school, then what if she recognizes you? Jeans and hoody aren’t the most embarrassing thing you could be seen in, but what you are wearing is obviously girl’s clothes. You seem to have two options to avoid starting rumors at school about yourself: Either hide, or complete the illusion and pass yourself off as such a convincing girl that there is no way she would recognize you...