.... your own ill-fitting clothes. Quickly, you stripped off all you clothes and replaced them with a pair of your own underwear. It felt weird, with it being baggy and tight at the same time. Plus you had the extremely awkward feeling of missing something. Next came your jeans, something that made you wince. Already you knew they would be tight, but you didn't realize how tight they would be with your boxers instead of the panties. After three attempts, you finally pulled them on, but they were very uncomfortable, squeezing your new hips far worse than before. Next came one of your shirts. It felt rougher than before, and was far baggier, but you easily threw it on. However it did nothing to hide your new breasts, or even any support; instead of a confined squeezing feeling, and annoyance about wearing such a feminine garment, you now had the feeling of being top heavy. Sighing, you headed to a mirror that you assumed Hayley had placed in your room, and stared at your reflection. It looked like Mel had lost her mind and started playing dress up as a boy. No, it was worse. You was curvier and bustier than your airheaded twin, and nothing could hide your feminine figure. Sighing, you turned your bedroom door's handle, wondering what Hayley would say.....
"What are you doing?" you gasped, seeing your sister was waiting for you just outside your bedroom.
"Making sure you was ok. I should ask the same thing! You look terrible" Hayley said.
"Of course I look terrible! I just need to..."
Hayley seized your hand and dragged you back into your room. "I know what you're doing. It's understandable, but it doesn't change the reality that you're now my cute little sister. I know, you're still you, and you're going to be still you even if we dress you up in the puffiest princess dress we could find..."
"You're not going to do that!" you gasped.
"No. Too dangerous, though Mel might for making her 'look bad'. Not too sure which she would go for, maximum awkwardness, or one that makes you prettier."
"Enough. Answers" you snapped.
"Mom would have a fit if she saw you in that. She would say its not only unladylike, she would mutter something about looking after your body, sis" Hayley said.
"I told you, stop..."
"And I'm not listening. If you want answers, Lucy, put this on" Hayley said, half giggling, as she tossed to you not only the pink panties set you rejected, but a similar pink strapless bra, a pink skirt and a tube top that would show a lot of your midriff and of your breasts.
"Blackmail" you growled.
"You want answers, Lu. I want to see Mel's shocked and outraged face. I suggest you do before mom takes things into her own hands" Hayley shrugged.
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