Okay, I'll tell you after we're done upstairs.
As you head up to your room, where your mother is waiting. As you pass by, you see how barren and sterile Helen's room looks, as if it was normally occupied by you. Your mother stood is the middle of your room, looking dumbfounded that she's found your entire wardrobe replaced by that of your sister's. Confirming her suspicions, she walked across to Helen's room and had the same reaction. All of her clothes, replaced with yours.
"And you just woke up like this?" She asked.
"Yeah, well, I woke up wearing girl's underwear, but yeah."
"You aren't still, are you?" She said, looking at your outfit of yoga pants and a tank top.
"Actually," you began as you pulled down the waist of your pants "I am. It's the only thing in here that I thought could actually be work as underwear."
"So, why not just go commando?" She asked.
"Do you see what kind of pants I'm wearing? No one wants to see that."
"Okay, well trade back I guess.This is weird, but I guess we'll just redecorate rooms. In the mean time, do you two just want to switch rooms in the meantime?"
"Nah, I think everything'll be fine after we switch stuff back." Helen piped up.
"Okay, I'm going to go lay down and make sure I'm not losing my mind." Your mom said, half joking.
After she left, your sister spoke one word: "Talk."
"Okay, so you said you saw me wearing your underwear when you got home?"
"Yeah, why were you going through my stuff. That's really weird."
"Okay, so no point in lying about that. I was curious and wanted to try it, because god knows I'm never going to see a girl naked. So, I put on your bra, stuffed it with water balloons and walked around to see what it was like to have boobs."
At this point, Helen's stern expression was struggling to hold back laughter. "Are you serious? That'd be really sad if it wasn't so adorable."
Dejected, you continue. "Anyway, I eventually had enough and tried to get it off. But it didn't come off. I panicked, and I think I hit my head, because the next thing I know, I woke up in my bed, in what looks like your room wearing more of your underwear somehow. Now, you said you took it off of me when I got home?"
"Yeah, you looked like you fainted, but I checked to see if you were all right and I pulled you into your bed before anyone else could see. Then, I went to bed because we got back late, and when I woke up, I was wearing your boxers and was topless."
"So, weird question, do my clothes fit you as well as yours fit me?" You asked
"Yeah, it's weird. It's like they were made for me." She said. "Hey, do me a favor. Go try on one of my dresses."
"Now you're encouraging me to wear your clothes?" You asked.
"No, dummy. I want to see if all of my clothes fit really well, or just the stretchy ones like yoga pants."
"But I don't know how to put on a dress." You said
"Bull. Mike, I've seen stuff shift around in my closet for years before someone caught you. I know you know how to wear a dress." She said.
Defeated again, you return to your room, take off your sister's tanktop, pick a floral dress out of your closet, and pull it on over your head. You zip up the side and not surprisingly, it fits well, with the section that would have been occupied by boobs being completely filled in. Wanting to check out something else, you go over to your underwear drawer, step out of the dress, and pull out the same bra from last night. You slip it on over your shoulders and fasten the back hooks, unhooking it just to make sure you can get it off this time (You can!). However, this time, the cups are non-existent, and the band is long enough to fit your chest. You zip the dress back up and open the door.
"Oh my god, it fits you perfectly." Helen said, completely astonished.
"That's not all." You said, as you pulled down the zipper to show just a little of your bra strap. "This fits too."
"Oh my god, this is messed up." She says, as she pushes you aside and walks to your underwear drawer. "Still, if it's all the same to you, I'm going to need a bra." As she opens the drawer, she's shocked to find that she can't seem to grab a bra. In fact, her hand seems to move right through it without touching it. In response to this, you dash over to her room and try to do the same with your underwear and other clothes.
You run back through your hallway to your room and are crash into your mom, who after getting up, sees that it's you wearing Helen's dress instead of your sister.
"What the hell happened?" She said.
"Mom, look at this!" Helen says as she leads your mom to your room and shows her that she can't grab any of her clothes.
"I can't either." You say as she looks back to you.
Again, she looks entirely dumbfounded as she processes this new information.
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