This choice: Mark brought you a dress and heels. • Go Back...Chapter #9Mark brought you a dress and heels. by: Spooky   You took the offered clothes to your bedroom.
Perfect! he got you a dress, you could really guilt him with this
"A dress! Seriously dude?" you yelled out to Mark pretending to be annoyed.
"And Heels!" you call out a moment later, laughing to yourself, you were having such a good time with this
"I didn't know you were going to wear them! I grabbed the first thing I could find and got out of there" Mark yells back apologetically
You take your time getting dressed letting Mark wait
The feel of panties smooth against your front is so strange and foreign but they fit perfectly, Contrarily, the bra wasn't a great fit, the cup size and band size were both just a little small.
"The bra's a bit snug" you call out
"It's not my fault you have- uhh- you are- ehh, that you're more blessed than she is."
You giggled, he didn't seem to want to say any version of boobs. You feigned ignorance
"I'm blessed?"
"You know... you're chest..."
"You mean my breasts? My tits? My boobies?" You giggled again, imagining Marks face, he's probably blushing.
"Shut up!"
You return to getting dressed, slipping easily into the dress, but were unable to get the zipper completely.
"Mark! Mind zipping me up?" you got some glee from asking something so stereotypically girly
"Ummm. I guess? You're finally all dressed?" Mark says slowly entering your room.
"What do you mean Finally?" You scowl at him, holding our dress up over your chest. "Girls take longer to get ready, you ever put a bra on?"
Mark Just rolls his eyes. You turn your back to him and hold your hair up. Mark quickly zips your dress up.
You sit down on your bed and slip into the heels, and pause, looking at Mark
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"So how do I look?" You say, hiding a sly grin.
"Umm... fine I guess"
"Only fine?" you do your best impression of a puppy dog pout. "You don't tell a girl she looks fine, tell me I look great, or how cute I look."
"Dude, You're freaking me out, but sure you look cute..."
"Super Cute?" You ask, smiling
"Dude! Yes, you look super cute right now, are you happy, can you quit acting so girly now?"
You blush "Acting Girly? I am a girl silly"
Mark only rolls his eyes.
"Ok" I hop up, only to stumble on my heels falling into Mark "Woops, sorry, but the heels are your fault. Anyways, I need you to drive me to the mall, I need to buy some more clothes and I don't have an ID incase I get pulled over."
"Oh, yeah, I guess you would need new ones, Do you want me to call you something other than Ian?"
You'd been thinking about that, what name you should go by now, you could just pick another 'I' name, or you could more exotic, maybe a bit slutty, or maybe Bimbo-ish you pondered which name to go with   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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