This choice: Eric chooses to wear something of Great Aunt Agnes • Go Back...Chapter #4Eric chooses to wear something of Great Aunt Agnes by: Vanilla Thunder   "Fine. I'll go check her closets. I suppose considering we ignored her orders not to go into the attic, I can assume she won't be too mad about borrowing clothes." Eric went up the stairs and into Agnes' room.
He went through the closet, but was unable to find anything in his current size. Eric wouldn't say that Aunt Agnes was overweight, but she certainly wasn't the size of an eighteen year old girl. And she was one of his Great Aunts who was a lifelong spinster, so she never had any kids to have kept clothing from either. After failing to find anything, he sighed and laid back onto the bed.
Just then, Kyle ran in and tossed a bundle of clothing at Eric, who started looking at the clothes now strewn about the bed.
"Any luck?" Kyle asked.
"No," Eric said, holding up a bra by its strap. "What's all this stuff?"
"Went back up to the attic. I think this is from when your aunt was our age." Kyle remarked.
Eric checked over everything, a pair of light blue panties and a matching bra, a pair of bell-bottom jeans and a 70's style white blouse.
"Dude, I can't wear this!" Eric said.
"Listen, this was as masculine as it got in there. She had a few miniskirts that I bet you'd look great in..." Kyle mused.
"Ugh, fine." Eric said. "Now, piss off while I put this stuff on."
"Okay, okay." Kyle left the room.
Eric dressed himself, taking a few moments to explore his new body. The fact that it was the literal wet dream of his best friend however, did a lot to prevent him from trying anything too experimental for the time being, worried about Kyle walking in. He hoped that Kyle wouldn't take advantage of the situation but...
Eric finished dressing, finding the clothes to fit rather well. Eric frowned in the mirror as he played with his hair a bit, wishing it wasn't as long as it was. He exited the bedroom, seeing Kyle waiting in the hall.
"Not bad. A little retro, but I admit, I like the style." Kyle grinned.
"Stow it," Eric retorted. "Did you find me a pair of shoes."
"Try these on for size." Kyle tossed a pair of platform shoes into Eric's arms.
"I am not wearing heels." Eric refused.
"That was all that was in the chest, just put them on!" Kyle shouted.
"Well... okay. If that's all there is..." Eric meekly said as he put the shoes onto his feet.
He took a few experimental steps before a fog cleared from his head.
"What the hell was that? Why did I agree to that?" Eric asked.
"That... might be me again. Part of my dream woman is a submissive personality. One who'll defer to me." Kyle replied.
"You jerk!" Eric shouted, pounding weakly on Kyle's arms.
"Listen, we're gonna fix this. I promise." Kyle grabbed Eric's shoulders. "Let's go."  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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