New morning, new problem

When you wake up the next morning, you still feel quite sleepy. You feel your penis having its usual morning wood. Still half asleep and not thinking about you being in Jess' bedroom, you reach for it and begin to lightly stroke it. It feels really nice, especially with the surprisingly soft fabric of your underpants, which feels like it is also wrapped around your penis. Not fully aware of it, you keep stroking your hardening penis and begin to lightly moan. "Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh yeah. Jess. Oh."

"Yes, Alex?"

Suddenly you are fully awake. The sudden reply has fully woken you up. You open your eyes and look in the direction the voice came from. There you see Jess sitting on a chair and looking at her phone.

Realizing what you were doing and where you were doing it, you heavily blush. You reach with your hands for the bed covers and want to pull it up tp your nose, but you can't find it. So you try to cover your half-erect penis with your hands.

"No need to cover that up after last night.", Jess says and puts her phone down. "Not after last night." She smiles at you.

You feel very embarrassed that she has seen you like that, masturbating, and even in her room on her bed.

"And? How do you feel? After your big reveal?"

"Better? ", you answer unsure.

"Not a confident answer. Are you sure you feel better?", Jess asks sounding concerned.

"Sorry, but I don't know. My parents suddenly wanting me to replace Sarah on her wedding is..."

"Not that!", Jess interrupts you. "The other thing!"

You are confused by her words. "Sorry, but what thing?"

"The other thing! The really big reveal!" You still look puzzled at her."Man. It was such a big shock for me at first. Who would have guessed, that you would be Trans and ask me to live out your feminine side, so you can take over your sisters place and marry the man instead of her."

Your mouth drops open from the shock. What did Jess just say?

Jess keeps talking, but you don't really hear the words. Then your brain has processed what she haid said. "Wait! Wait! Stop! I what?", you interrupted her.

It takes her a few seconds of unpleasant silence before answering your question. "You are Transgender and want to marry the the man in your sisters place?"

Hearing it again shocks you a second time. But now your brain can process the words and their meaning right away. "Who said that?"

"You?", answers Jess puzzled.

"No! Clearly not!", you reply. "Why would I, when I am running away from my parents, who try to make me?"

"Because you had a change of heart last night?", Jess says unsure of your behavior. Again you look at her puzzled, not understanding a thing. "You remember coming over and complaining about your parents wanting you to take your sisters place to marry that man. Right?"

You nod. "But after that we went straight to bed."

Jess shakes her head. "No, we didn't. I wanted to, but you not. Instead you wanted a drink to wash down your anger. In the end you were fully drunk. Again I wanted you to get into bed and sleep, but you kept complaining. But not because your parents wanted to **** you into taking your sisters place, but because they didn't ask you to marry the man instead, as yourself." You look at her with a wide open mouth. "I told you it wouldn't be socially accepted, if a boy would marry a man of status. But you just said, that if you couldn't do it as a boy, you would do it as a girl. I tried to talk you out of it, but you didn't gave in until I promised to help you become the bride. So I lent you some of my mothers lingerie and did your make-up, so you could spent the night as the bride you wanted to become."

Your mouth has dropped to the floor. You can't believe her words. You can't remember even the tiniest bit of it. You want to tell her she must be mistaken, when you notice something in the corner of your eye: something white where there shouldn't be. You look closer at is and see your hand and lower arm dressed ... in white ... in white lace. It is a white lace glove, that adorned your hand with the red painted nails. You inspect it for a few seconds, before you switch to your second hand, which is wearing the matching glove. Seeing the bridal gloves, fear builds up inside you. You look down ... and get the shock of your life. What you see is what you had feared: a full set of bridal lingerie. Your long legs with the red painted nails is clad into white stockings, which are held up by a white lace garter belt. Under the straps you wear a sexy white lace thong, which not only lets you see your penis through it, but also has a bulge from it. Nearly unnoticed stayed the matching white lace bra you loosely wore on your chest due to your lack of breasts.

If you had thought Jess' words were the most shocking to you, this is even worse. Not believing your own eyes, you put your hands on the white lingerie ... and can really feel it. You can feel the shoft fabric on your hands, on your hips and ass, on your chest, and on your half-erect and a little twitching penis.

You remember Jess' other words. You put your hand on your lips, to check for the make-up.

"If you want to see your face, you can use this." Jess stands up and gives you her phone with activated camera.

You are again hugely shocked by what you see. Your face is beautifully made up. Red lipstick, black mascara and lidliner, beautiful blue eye shadow matching your eyes. Your short blond hair is slightly styled into a bold pixie-style and diamond clip-on earrings are put on your ears.

You can hardly believe that the person you are seeing is you and not your sister with short hair and missing breasts. With all the make-up and the lingerie you look just like her.