Set up as a rebound date

Gwen explains that she wants you to be Sams date for the party which means leaving to get on the train in 90 minutes.

You guess that going on a train and then a date with a girlfriend stealing arsehole who you loathe is a great way to get through the next 48 hours and so you nod again with a nervous smile. Gwen erupts and hugs you as she bursts into cheers of joy. “Oh my fucking God. You are sooooo amazing”.

As you stand there in the little green dress you think how it feels so weird to feel your brand new pert boobs squashed against your sisters tits after a lifetime of having a boys flat chest. You suddenly become more aware of everything, how your long flowing hair tickles your slim back, how the panties feel against your pussy and how your thighs feel as they rub together in your pantyhose and the thin fabric of the dress as your nipples harden under Gwen’s embrace. Your hot and curvy teen body is so different to what you are used to. You feel that you need to see what you can do with it.

Gwen fires off a txt to Eric ‘mission go- bring your condoms dude’. Then she squeezes you again and says “If we are going on a trip I am going to give you one hell of a wardrobe. We need to be at the station in 60 minutes, it’s a 5 minute uber ride and do that means we need to sort out your clothes and shoes and makeup and everything in just over 45 minutes! Oh shit!” Your heart sinks as Gwen excitedly strides over to her wardrobe and drags out two huge suitcases. “This one is mine, I packed it last week and so lets fill this one for you. It’s dressup time! Woohoo”!?

You cannot imagine anything worse than spending 45 minutes with a girl looking at clothes. It was always your worst nightmare to go shopping with girlfriends with the promise of a blow job the only way to get you to agree. However after 5 minutes you are entirely sucked in by the feel of the different fabrics and the way the colours look on your slim body as you try on skimpy bikinis, bras and panties and stockings and skirts and dresses with Gwen giving you her honest and altogether gushing opinion. You would indeed look hot in a sack!

What is stranger is that all through the girly dressup session Gwen never stops talking about really personal stuff. She asks about your cock (the real you that is, not the drop dead gorgeous teen sex bomb you have become). About the length, the girth, your balls and what her brother had done with you last night. There’s no sign of embarrassment as she tells you about her favourite position (reverse cowgirl), her best fuck (James Dalton, in year 10), her BJ technique and even her fantasies and stories about her favourite dildo. Once you are over the shame of hearing your sister tell you this you got into it and start feeling your tight pussy getting wet and demanding some attention while your nipples cry out to be licked and your breathing speeds up. There’s a kind of tingly warm feeling down in your tummy which feels very odd. You can’t believe how weird your turned on and horny body feels. You are used to a switch being turned on and suddenly your dick is hard and you want to fuck something. This is so different. You just want to be filled, you can feel an itchy pulsing throb deep inside you and a feeling of needing to feel something push on the throbby itchy feeling. It’s so fucking weird.

You are in a blissful but confusing state of arousal and finally you try on a sheer russet below knee dress with a sexy side slit to the top of your thigh. It has a square neckline that shapes your boobs fantastically with thin spaghetti straps that frame your slim shoulders and neck. The strappy six inch heels took a bit of getting used to and you already feel your toes screaming but they look fantastic. You look and feel a million dollars and can’t believe how much fun you have had. You quickly change back into the summer dress, sheer pantyhose and Chucks as Gwen forces clothes and shoes into the suitcase before yelling “ Lets split, the Uber’s outside”. You both rush downstairs and onto the street.

The Uber drops you at the station and you sprint to the platform. It feels weird to be running with your ample breasts just held in place by the flimsy dress and you feel lots of appreciative eyes stripping you naked as you run past with your boobs bouncing.

You jump onto the train just in time and Gwen shrieks as she sees Eric rising from his seat. She gives him and long and urgent kiss as you approach Sam without saying a word. He looks absolutely miserable and close to tears.

You sit down and cross your nylon clad legs feeling a sexy sensation as you cross your arms under your beautiful boobs. With your legs crossed you twitch your foot up and down like 1000 sexy girls you have leered at, showing an ample amount of sexy thigh and realise that it feels natural sitting like this rather than the typical boy, legs hanging loose pose. There’s no equipment between your thighs to get in the way and you wriggle on the seat causing your g-string to pull in your pussy lips and your pantyhose covered arse and thighs to gently rasp under your short dress.

Gwen breaks free of Eric’s grasp and sits down to give Sam a hug. “Cheerup buddy. I have bought the beautiful Jane along to take your mind off that bitch. You wait until you see her in the dress I have lent her, Katie will drop dead with jealousy at the sight of her”.