After staring at her transfixed at her reflection for a few moments, Lucy's contemplations of finishing the look with appropriate underwear finally got the better of her. Walking over and opening her sister's top drawer, she grabbed a Frozen themed pair she had thought was cute last time she did laundry. Her distraction was more than enough that Lucy didn't even notice when Wendy had walked in behind her. Not until she felt thumbs loop into the shape wear panties she always made sure to wear after waking up, and promptly yank them down.
"Eep!?"
"Glad to see your already dressed for school, Wendy." a grinning Wendy said to Lucy.
Slipping the panties up and over her own hips, Lucy realized that Wendy was wearing her clothing, which consisted of a tight, high-waisted A-line skirt that stopped just short of her knees, a simple, white blouse, her favorite pair of heels designed to add 6 inches while looking considerably shorter, and unless she missed her guess, her largest cup inserts. The special date night ones. To top it off, Wendy had apparently taken her makeup lessons to heart. Lucy was barely able to recognize the girl standing in front of her, instead seeing an almost carbon copy of herself.
Indignation writ large upon Lucy's face, "What are you doing, Wendy? Give those back!" She declared, holding her hands out, as if to receive her clothing immediately.
"No can do, kiddo. You spent way too long in here staring at your own reflection. School starts in about a half hour, and the CPS agent is on her way to speak with you today, remember?" Wendy said, glee leaking into her face and voice.
Lucy eyes dart to the Wendy's wall clock, and feels dread build in her stomach. as she read it, 8:37. "Plus, I have to be at school already, they called and said I'm late to a meeting. I was able to beg off for a few minutes, while we wait for the agent, but they won't wait forever."
Outside, Lucy hears a car door slamming, and runs to the window. Her most hated enemy was walking up the steps to her house, the CPS agent who though Lucy was incapable of taking care of Wendy, Mrs. Jane Durston. Grinning ear to ear, Wendy grabbed Lucy's hand and pulled her down the hallway stairs, and out the front door. "Ah, Mrs. Durston, so glad you finally arrived!" Wendy hastily exclaimed.
Mrs. Durston took a quick step back from the approaching girl, her hand slightly withdrawing instead of reaching for it. "Excuse me?"
"Sorry, sorry, but have a meeting at work that I'm a little late too. I wanted to wait and make sure that Wendy got seen off before I left, but I do have to leave now. Do you need to speak with me about anything before I leave?" Wendy said, looking for all the world like a panther ready to pounce.
"I only have a few questions to ask you, and nothing that can't be asked over the phone later. You go off, I will see your sister to school myself. I understand you are teacher this year?"
Smiling beatifically as she climbed in the drivers seat of Lucy's car, Wendy said, "Yes. I just started today."
Turning to look at Lucy, Mrs. Durston plastered her best fake smile on and held out her hand, "So, are you excited to be in your older sisters class this year?"
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