Surprise

RECAP from generaljiggler and Sam-Kelly:

This whole business was bullshit, but if you had to live as a girl, you might as well at least get some better fitting clothes. Fortunately for you, your sister Gwen was just down the hall. She might at least have something that fits you better than your loose-fitting boy clothes.

After a few moments to work up the nerve to do it, you made your way down the hall and knocked on your sister's door. "Hey... um... Gwen?" you asked while knocking. Already this plan felt terrible. Before you could change your mind about the whole idea, the door opened, and your sister stood with a confused look on her face. There was no way she would believe that her younger brother had magically sprouted tits.

"Can I help you?" she asked, tilting her head to the side slightly.

"Erm... yeah, I'm uh... Jane?" you hazarded while trying to think of a believable story quickly. "I'm... uh, one of your brother's friends. I was crashing here for the night, and uh..."

A tiny smirk worked its way onto Gwen's face. "You fuck him?"

"W-what?!"

"My brother. You actually sleep with him? Or did you just raid his clothes for no reason?"

"Oh... um, well uh-" you started, your mind trying desperately to think of an acceptable answer. "Yes. Yeah. We uh, we've been fooling around for a little while now. He's a real tiger in the sack." You couldn't help the chance to brag about, well, yourself. Maybe when this whole curse business was over with, you could have a reputation on your side to help you out with other girls.

Gwen only rolled her eye a little. "Uh-huh. I'm surprised the dork has slept with anybody, to be honest. Anyway, what can I do for you?"

Swallowing back the slightly wounded pride from your sister's words, you continued. "Well, as you said, I'm kind of stuck in his clothes. Mine was a little...well, don't worry about what happened to mine. I was just wondering if maybe you had something I could wear?"

Your sister seemed to ponder this over a little bit before smiling in a friendly way and nodding. "Well, sure. I can give you something. I was just getting dressed myself, going to go shopping with my boyfriend in a little bit." With that, she stepped aside a bit to let you inside. "Come on, let's get you something cute. I think I know just the thing for you," Gwen says, reaching into her closet. "Where is it—Aha!" Gwen reemerges from the closet with a flowery summer dress in her hands. "This should fit you, but it might be a little big 'cause you're not quite as—" Gwen made a gesture over her boobs, indicating she had larger breasts.

"Um," you said, a tinge of red in your cheeks. "You wouldn't happen to have any underwear I could borrow? And shoes? Everything of mine is missing."

Gwen raised an eyebrow at you. "Have you asked John about your clothes? Is he still sleeping?"

"He's not there."

"What kind of game is my idiot brother playing? 'How to Ruin a Relationship 101'? Because if he is, I might have to to snatch you up for myself."

Your cheeks blushed furiously. You knew Gwen was a little wild, but didn't know just how much.

"Look at you! Way too cute to pass up."

After dissapearing into the closet again, Gwen reappeared with a set of lacy white underwear. "Those are from when I was younger so they should fit a little better than the dress." She handed you the underwear and your cheeks flared up again.

"Hey, I'm headed to the movies today with some friends. You're welcome to tag along if you want. You can ditch my jerk of a brother."

“Yeah, sure," you say with a smile. You didn't want to be alone all day, and despite your sister berating your character, you knew it was more a form of endearment.

"Great, let's get changed and we'll head over," Gwen said, turning away from you and suddenly pulling her shirt over her head.

"Wha—what are you doing?"

"Getting changed," Gwen said simply without turning back around. She was putting on a bra, the cups were on her back, which you thought ws weird. "Don't tell me you've never changed in front of another girl?"

You remained silent. Of course you hadn't. Until that morning you had been a guy your whole life. You dreamed of being in the girl's locker room, but that was as far as it got.

Gwen turned to you as she pulled a new shirt over her breasts.

"Well," she said expectantly, giving you a pointed look.

For some reason you feel incredibly tempted to just change right where you were, right in front of Gwen.

You set down the clothes you were handed and dropped your boxers. You lifted the shirt above your head as Gwen had and tossed it aside. You stood in front off Gwen, completely nude before you reach for the boy shorts you were given and slipped them on. You froze for a moment upon looking at the bra, but then you realized why Gwen had put hers on backwards and you repeated the process, hooking your bra up in front of you before then sliding it around and slipping everything into place. The dress was easy enough and you just slipped it over your head.

Gwen had not moved since you started undressing, and it took her a moment to realize you were done. "Definitely going to have to snatch her up,"she muttered under her breath and continued changing.

End of Recap

You should have ashamed. It was beyond sick, what was happening. The bitch sorceress was probably laughing her head off. Gwen has whipped out a strap-on after letting her boyfriend and best friend Maxine enter the room. Her moves lead to her taking your behind, while Maxine drilled into your opening. Gwen’s boyfriend cheered and took pictures, before filming it with his phone. “Ohhhhh! BROOOOO!!!! I AM FUCKING YOUR HOT GIRLFRIEND IN THE ASSSSS!!!!!” “I….I’M P-P-PLOUGHING HER PUSS AND SUCKING HER TITSSSSS!!! MMMMMMHHHH!” moaned Maxine as she moved from left to right nipple.

You panted like a bitch, buckling, moaning and crying out as hands explored your body. This was how you were meany to be. A slut being played with!