Staying for dinner

Sam’s stomach let out a growl which sealed the deal for him. He was hungry, in the company of some really cute girls, and Kyle was actively playing the game, and seemed to be enjoying her... himself. So why not have dinner.

“That sounds great!” Sam said. “I’m getting hungry, and Bambi isn’t much of a cook. Plus, we don’t really know what all supplies Uncle Mark has on hand.”

Melissa smiled, and Sam thought her smiling, in that bikini, was one of the best things he’d ever seen. “One thing though,” Melissa said, “Mom doesn’t like bathing suits at the table. So Bambi’s going to have to change.”

“Not a problem, Melissa!” Sam said. “We’ll be right back.”

Sam walked over and took the controller out of Kyle’s hand. “Hey!” Liam laughed as Kyle’s character died a spectacular ****.

“C’mon, Bambi,” Sam said. “We have to run back to Uncle Mark’s for a bit.”

“Really?” Kyle asked, hoping that this day would be over soon.

“Yeah. You have to change for dinner.”

“What?!” Kyle asked, not relishing another outfit at all.

Melissa came over and put her hand on Sams’s shoulder. “Yeah... sorry. Mom doesn’t like bathing suits at the table. But it doesn’t have to be formal. Just throw on something cute. Oh, and bring your phone as we can get you on Instagram, too!”

Kyle slumped. Again, he was stuck.

“Ok, we’ll be right back!” Sam said, practically shoving his brother out the door toward their Uncle’s.

As they walked back, Kyle whispered, “I am going to kill you for this!”

“Oh come on, Bambi,” Sam said with a smile. “You didn’t like hanging out with some hot girls all day?”

“Not wearing this!” He gestured at his bathing suit.

“Hey,” Sam said, finally taking a good look at his brother. “Where’s your junk?”

“MARCI apparently took care of that while she was working me over she stuck some kind of fake vagina on me and hid my penis away. Its horrible... whatever its made out of it's crazy. It looks real and I can feel it man. I can feel my new fucking vagina!” Kyle yell at him. "I want to be back to my old self so bad. And now to top it off in case you didn’t know, the girls want Bambi to go shopping tomorrow.”

Sam laughed at the thought of Kyle trudging around from boutique to boutique. “At least you’ll have eye candy!”

Kyle smacked Sam in the back of the head. “It’s not funny dude I thought I could use the shopping trip to get some more masculine clothes but now I'm not sure if the girls will let that happen.

Sam really laughed at the thought of his brother trying on clothes with the girls. Kyle grabbed his ear and twisted it, pulling Sam’s head towards his shoulder. “Not funny, asshole. Let’s just get this over with. “

“OK! OK!” Sam whined as Kyle released his ear with a shove.

The pair opened the door to the house and walked into the kitchen, surprised to see Uncle Mark sitting there, reading some online news. “Ah, there the two of you are. I trust you had fun with the kids? And Kyle wait I'm sorry MARCI told me you prefer Bambi now! That’s a lovely name and a lovley bathing suit! I see you’re taking big steps!”

Kyle glared at Sam. He couldn’t tell if Uncle Mark was poking fun or not, so he just stood there.

“Meliissa’s invited us over for dinner. We weren’t expecting you to be here,” Sam said. “We told her we’d be right back, so...”

“Yes, yes. Go have fun with your friends. I’ll be here when you get back.”

Kyle trudged back upstairs to his room, followed closely by Sam. “What are you thinking as far as clothes go?” Sam asked.

“How the Hell should I know, dork?” Kyle said. “I have no idea with ‘something cute’ is!”

“Well, you could always let MARCI decide,” Sam said with a chuckle.