Wear it with the dress.

Fuck it, this is just for one damn day, who gives a flying fudge! You strip off your clothes in a fiery frenzy, tossing them aside, including your underwear. Then, mischievously, you grab her panties and slide them over your leg.

A shiver races through your legs, making its way up to your crotch. The fabric hugs your curves and accentuates your ass. You tuck your dick in, feeling the tantalizing touch of the fabric against your tip.

Biting your lip, you suddenly realize the audacity of your actions. But damn it, you can't resist the thrill and can't help getting turned on by the sheer naughtiness of it all. You grab her bra and attempt to put it on, hastily clipping it in place before slipping it on properly.

Next, you snatch the dress from the bed and slip it on, feeling the openness of your exposed ass and the wind playfully caressing your legs. Oh boy, you've really gone all-in for this experiment.

To make matters worse, your sister goaded you into shaving everything, taunting you with "Bet you won't. No balls." Well, damn her, because you freaking did it.

Taking a deep gulp as your heart races, you realize you haven't even had the guts to look at yourself in the mirror, especially not in this complete get-up. You've been avoiding facing just how bad you might look.

But curiosity pushes you to the edge, compelling you to see just how far you can push yourself, how deep you can delve into feminization. Nervously, you lock eyes with the reflection in the mirror—a girl you barely recognize, yet undeniably know.

Your hand reaches out, mirroring the gesture of the girl in the mirror, and your heartbeat quickens as a smile spreads across your face.

It's you.

A pretty girl stares back at you from the mirror, wearing a sundress with cherry-stained lipstick. Blush gives a lighter complexion to her skin, while enhanced eyelashes and eyeshadow make her eyes pop.

You burst into uncontrollable laughter, examining your reflection more closely. You make a goofy face, and she reciprocates. You try a sad expression, and she mirrors it flawlessly.

Then, a wicked thought crosses your mind. You pull a lewd face, your eyes widening as you stick your tongue out. You catch a glimpse and quickly cover your mouth, shocked at what you just did.

"I would totally fuck myself..." you blurt out, but then something strange happens. "Wait, why did I say that in this voice?" Hearing your own voice it sounds feminine, but more of a tomboy than a high-pitched girl.

Before your sister can interrupt your moment, she walks into the room. You look at her and grin, asking jokingly, "So, do I look pretty in this dress, or does it make me look fat?"

"Fat 100%, but seriously, you're rocking that dress. I thought it would look way worse," she remarks, checking you out.

She smirks and playfully asks, "You wore my underwear, didn't you?"

You shrug nonchalantly, wearing a cheeky grin, and respond, "What are you gonna do about it? Strip me?" Little do you expect, she steps closer, towering over you.

Your throat tightens as she licks her lips and unexpectedly slaps your ass, causing you to yelp. "You dirty dog! You owe me big time when we get home," she teases with a mischievous grin.

Grabbing your hand, she leads you outside, saying, "Come on, girlfriend. We've got to, like, totally get you to school before you're super duper late," punctuating her words with a clearly exaggerated white girl accent.