You were made to wear the white dress

You kept your eyes closed as you expected for the worse. You could feel that your arms were fed into a heavily padded bra.

"A girl with anything lesser than a C is like a guy wearing dress. " Kristy said. Then you could feel a pair of prosthetic breasts fill in the blank between your chest and the bra. You struggled a little, but you could feel the prosthetic breast wobble like jelly.

You opened your eyes and saw your new tits in a pale pink bra. A matching panties were fed up your legs. One of the girls rolled up an old fashioned sheer stockings up your legs. Your tiny penis were held tightly in place, you couldn't even noticed that you have a penis.

The girls unzipped the dress in front of you. You pretended to struggle for a show. Deep down, a part of you wants to wear the dress. The girls made you sat up and guide your head into the dress, then your left arm and right.

Kristy whipped out her phone and took several photos. Including some upskirts shots the girls take turn to lift up the hem of the dress.

Richard came back and saw you wearing a white dress, sitting on the floor surrounded by four girls.

"What the fuck dude. I told you that you can wear her clothes, but you don't have to wear her dress. I'm sure there's some shorts and t-shirts somewhere." Richard shouted.

Before you could say anything, Kristy interrupted "We caught him wearing my panties and he couldn't make up his mind on what to wear, so we helped him with that. Don't you think he's cute too?"