The Next Morning

Josie just couldn't decide what to wear.

She was so used to wearing heavy, concealing clothing and that just wouldn't do anymore. Covering up to the degree she was used to would mark her as a freak here just as much as her cock had at home, but she couldn't bring herself to go might-as-well-be-naked the way Trixie and most others did either. She needed to wear something.

She wasn't sure if she should be mad or grateful that her mother had provided her with some clothes more in line with what was common here. None of the pieces seemed to have enough material to them, and some of them seemed to be more air with a few bits of thread floating in it than clothes.

She glanced at her watch and realized she was out of time. Trixie would be here to pick her up at any minute, and she needed to get dressed.

She knew she wouldn't be able to keep her cock hidden for very long, but she at least didn't want people staring at her as soon as they saw her so she put on the heaviest skirt she had been able to find, way back at the back of her closet. She vaguely remembered getting it a couple of years back when she had still tried to wear more girly clothes. It was a knee-long, pleated number made from light, blue-grey wool, and while experience had shown it wouldn't keep her hardon hidden it was at least a big more discreet.

To keep from looking like a complete prude worlder she put on a thin, loose tanktop, but hastily tore it off. It was worse than being naked! Since she just couldn't imagine going topless all day she picked out one of the bras her mother had gotten her, a black lace thing that looked like it would be really uncomfortable but when she had tried it on earlier it had actually felt quite nice. With the tanktop over that she could at least pretend to herself that she wasn't going around half-naked.

She refused to wear shoes with even modest heels, feeling her height made her stand out well enough without help, so she put on her usual sneakers. Normally she kept her hair pulled back, but she decided to let it hang loose today. She might need to hide.

Not daring to even glance at herself in the mirror she grabbed her shoulder bag and stepped out of her bedroom just as the doorbell rang and the front door opened.

"Josie? Are you ready?"

Not giving herself time to hesitate, Josie hurried down the stairs.

"I'm ready. Let's go."