Chapter 13 by 96142

What happens at the dance?

The Dance

The limousine pulled up to the front door of the dance hall. the door opened and the group of girls climbed out the door, each one sporting a fancy dress, expertly done makeup, fashionably styled hair, and high heeled shoes. Melissa was the last of the girls to climb out, before she stopped and turned to the limo. "What are you waiting for, Jakey? Come on out! You look beautiful!" After a brief pause, Jake finally, reluctantly, wrestled his big dress through the door and stepped out of the limo.

Jake. Was. Stunning. The way his dress sparkled in the streetlight, to his manicured nails, to his expertly styled wig, he was turning heads everywhere he walked. Even his high heeled shoes Melissa had lent him that, by coincidence, happened to perfectly fit him, would make any girl at the dance jealous. With a sigh, Jake fluffed up his new breast forms. His sister had suggested getting them when they were shopping for his dress, in order to fill it out properly; he later found himself ordering them online. They had arrived earlier that day, and happened to fill his dress perfectly. The one thing Jake had going for him was that none of his friends would ever recognize him in his getup. As he walked up the stairs with the rest of the girls, it struck him that there was no going back to his old life, and that his new state of dress would just be how he he would be for the remainder of his life. He walked through the entrance of the dance hall, towards the lights and the music, and into the future.

A/N: This is the last chapter I'm doing on this story. If anyone else wants to expand on it, be my guest, but I'd like to move on to other stories. Hope you enjoyed it.