Due to an accident when you were far younger, you were just as 'female' as your sister from the waist down. It was a closely guarded secret between your sister and yourself. Some fool was playing around with a high powered rifle at a gun show, tripped and set off the gun. The powerful round had hit you in the groin. Your pelvic region was cracked and healed slightly wider than it should have been. As for your manhood, it was beyond saving and the surgeon was forced to leave you with a false vagina. The man who was playing with the rifle was rich and his legal team agreed to pay millions in compensation.
You sighed as you put on a pair of plain white panties, the least feminine one of the bunch. You had tried on panties before, to humor your sister, as she often teased that you were 'one of the girls'. "I am never going to hear the end of this..." Blushing, you muttered. "Better finish getting dressed."
You pulled out what you thought was a cotton pink shirt. Only, as you got it on, you realized it was a tight tube top with a built in padded bra! You blushed further not knowing which was worse, the fact you looked like you had cleavage or seeing how much of your mid section was showing. You sighed and decided to leave it on for the moment as your sister could return any time. "This gets better and better." Sarcastically, you grumbled. "I hope I can find a better shirt than this."
Next was something to wear over the panties. You picked out a pair of shorts that seemed way to small for you. Still, it was the only pair of denim shorts among all the skirts and dresses so there really was no other option. With a sigh, you slipped them on and were somewhat relieved that, because of your unusually wide hips, they fit perfectly. What you did not like was the fact they were a girls' 'short shorts' which barely covered anything at all. You turned to the mirror and blushed profusely as you did not see a boy at all in your reflection but a very cute teenage girl with longish forest brown hair and moss green eyes.
"Is everything in there okay, Jacob?" Calling from the door, Sarah asked.
"Define okay..." Wincing, you called back.
The door opened and Sarah walked in to see your outfit. Upon gazing upon you, she let out an excited shrill. "Aaaaah! You look adorable!" Screaming, she said.
You blushed even more, if that was even possible as Sarah then gave you a big hug. "Get off me!" Annoyed, you complained. "This is embarrassing as it is!"
"You just look so cute!" pulling out her cellphone, Sarah said.
Your eyes went wide. "Don't you dare!"
Too late, she had snapped a picture of you. "You know, I always knew you'd make a cute girl after that accident." Teasing, she said. "Now we can find out if I'm right."
"I don't like where this is going..." Taking a step back, you said.
"Oh, come on..." With a sly smile, Sarah said. "I'll be fun."
"For you or me?" Taking another step back, you demanded.
"Think about this, Jacob." Smiling, Sarah said. "You have smooth shoulders for a boy and near doll like features." She giggled as if amused by the concept. "I think we can really pass you off as one of the girls."
You turned to run only to find yourself facing Sarah's friend who she had invited to join her and you. They all looked at you wide eyed before letting out a similar excited shrill, cooing and giggling at the sight of you. "What happened?" Giggling, Allie asked. "Did Jacob lose a bet?"
Allie, 20 years old, was near your height, slender, with shoulder length blond hair and green eyes. Sarah shook her head, bemused then explained how the airlines mixed up your luggage to which the girls giggled again. "Those clothes are so you." Grinning, Zoe said. "Actually, I'm a bit jealous."
"Whatever..." Pouting, you said.
Zoe, 19 years old, was tall and slender with a body most teen models would kill for. She had long black hair and blue eyes. "No, I mean it." Smiling, Zoe said. "You'd make a fine young model with the right touches."
"I'd rather avoid getting hit on." Blushing, you complained.
"Don't worry, your 'sisters' will protect you." Teasing, Kylie said. "We girls need to stick together, especially on the beach with hormone crazed men running around."
Kylie, 21 years old, was an amazon of a girl. She was rather muscular for her age but still had a body that most teen and adult models would envy.
"The tub top is padded." Grumbling, you said. "I'll go 'flat' the second I take it off."
You reached up to take the tube top off only the last girl stopped you. She was just as slender and beautiful as the other girls with long brown hair and green eyes only she was quite petite. She looked like she was twelve rather than eighteen. "What's the matter, Jessica?" Teasing, she said. "Are you afraid you won't measure up to us real girls?"
You huffed, not knowing why you felt insulted as the other girls giggled. "I'm not going to answer that, Natalie." Irritated, you replied. You turned to the others. "Are you all done teasing me?"
Sarah gently touched your shoulder, smiling. "Oh, relax!" Bemused, she said. "You have to admit, you make a very cute girl." She motioned to the mirror. "Why not run with it and see where it takes you?"
"It could be fun." Smiling, Allie said.
"Besides, it'll help you bond with us better." Grinning, Kylie added.
"No one really knows you here other than us." Bemused, Zoe said. "So long as you don't blow your cover, you could really get a taste of a girls world."
Natalie shrugged. "I have some spare realistic breast forms you can use." Kindly, she offered. "You are not the only 'flat chested' girl around here."
You sighed at that, remembering that Natalie had her breasts removed due to cancer last year and used breast forms to feel more normal. You sighed, seeing no way out of your predicament. "Fine..." Softly, you said.
The girls cheered and giggled and, minutes later, you were wearing the same tight tube top only you looked very well endowed due to the breast forms and padded bra. "I have to admit, I'm jealous." Smiling, Sarah said. "With those breast forms and the fact you have literally no body hair, other than the top of your head, you turned out to be one hot teenage girl!"
"Just don't take this too far." Blushing, you demanded. "I can only take so much."
"Don't worry... Jessica." Smiling, Sarah said. "We'll make sure you have a great time."
You sighed. "Okay... what do we do first?"
The girls turned to each other smiling then decided to take you...
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