"Cool!" Susan claps excitedly then rushes to a rack of dresses. "This one." She pulls out red dress with a long skirt and puffy sleeves.
You accept the dress and nervously step into the fitting room where you undress and pull it on over your head.
"Why do they put the zip at the back?" You ask trying to reach behind yourself.
"So it doesn't ruin the front of the dress." she calls back through the curtain.
"Well how do girls dress themselves?" you ask, still having no success.
"It takes practice." she tells you, stepping into the small room with you. "Here let me help."
"Hey!" you complain. "It's meant to be private in her.
"We're both girls." she says with a giggle as she turns you around and pulls the zip up. Then she pulls you out of the room. "Come on. Let's see how it looks."
You let her lead you out and up to a full-length mirror. "It suits you." She says. "You make quite a good looking girl. It's a good thing you wear your hair a little long."
You stare at your reflection in disbelief. You really do look like a girl. Although not a very well developed one.
"Except you're a little flat chested." she observes the same thing.
"What's going on?" Joanne walks over with Lisa and sees you modelling the dress.
"Brett wants to be a bridesmaid too." Susan tells her.
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