A few hours later, Lucas wandered into his older sister’s bedroom. Katrina was breastfeeding her baby and looked up with a smirk, “Well hello…ME…when I was 8….how was basketball?”
Lucas smiled, “Great! It turns out girls at this age grow faster than boys. I was almost 2 inches taller than John and William’s 8 year old bodies. I won every game with your younger version! At first I was mad that I accidentally ended up like this. But after beating the boys for the past few hours, I’m thrilled that Mom accidentally handed me this old outfit of yours with the medallion. In fact, I might even stay like this tomorrow morning for a few hours if John and William want to play more basketball with regressed bodies again. Their faces are priceless when they end up losing to a girl.”
Katrina pointed to her closet and dresser drawers explaining, ‘Mom brought down everybody’s old clothes from the attic for easy access. I’m sure there’s another outfit of mine from when I was that age you can wear tomorrow morning if you want to play basketball again.”
Lucas looked down at the yellow ruffled sleeved tank he was wearing and the skort explaining, “Thanks but I’ll just wear this outfit if we play basketball in the morning. It was good luck for me today.”
Katrina rolled her eyes, “No you won’t. Girls never wear the same outfit two days in a row. I’m not going to let you embarrass yourself in my body like that. Not to mention that you got those clothes all gross and sweaty. You’re not going to want to put in on tomorrow anyways.” Katrina sifted through her old clothing and found a pair of shorts and a top for her brother to wear in her 8 year old body tomorrow for basketball.
Lucas took the clothing, “Thanks. Did Mom bring your old Easter dress in here too? She said I’m supposed to wear it to dinner tonight.”
Katrina nodded, “Yea. It’s hanging up in my closet with all the accessories I wore when I was your size. I’ll help you get ready later. I’ll have to braid your hair and curl it like mine was for the bows and hairband that go with the dress.”
Lucas nodded, ‘Thanks. As long as you keep it out of my eyes that would be great. I don’t know how girls deal with such long hair all the time?” He looked through all of Katrina’s clothes hanging in her closet and came across the special Easter dress Mom wanted him to wear. He held it up to his body for size saying, “Cool. This should fit me just fine.” He sifted through the clothing bag and found the tights, shoes, hairband and a few other accessories that went with Katrina’s old Easter dress. He pulled out an item he didn’t understand. What’s this other white frilly skirt for?”
Katrina explained, “That’s called a petticoat. You’ll be wearing that underneath the dress to give it fullness and bounce.”
Lucas nodded understanding what the under skirt was for, “Ahh. So that’s how girls get their dresses to flare out so much. I always wondered how that worked.” He grabbed another item confused, “What is this ruffled thing for? Is it some sort of hair item?”
Katrina laughed, “Do NOT put that on your head. It’s a pair of bloomers. They come with most fancy dresses. You’’ll pull those up last, after you get your panties and tights on. That way if you find yourself in an unladylike position, nobody will be able to see anything but ruffles underneath your dress.”
Lucas laughed stuffing the item back into the bag, “I didn’t know 8 year old girls had to be cautious of giving accidental up-skirt views?” He held up the Easter gown to his body again pointing out, “My dress is long enough that I shouldn’t need to worry about wearing those frilly bloomer thingys.”
Katrina smirked, “First of all…it’s not YOUR dress. It’s MINE. You are just borrowing it. Secondly, you HAVE to wear the bloomers. You know it’s tradition for the family to have a dance party after dinner. Dad, Uncle Robert or any one of your male relatives will end up twirling you around the dance floor. Your dress is designed to be poofy and will flare up high exposing things underneath. Bloomers for a girl your age are convenient because they fully cover things nicely down below and hide the color and design of the panties you’ll be wearing. Everything shows through white tights…” Katrina reached into the underwear box and grabbed a handful of bright colored princess panties. She held the array of panties up against the white tights to emphasize they showed through, “See. Unfortunately when I was your age I didn’t own any plain white panties. They all have cartoons and colorful princess scenes on them. The bloomers will cover your butt so nobody sees what Disney theme you decide to wear.”
Lucas replied, “Okay okay! I’ll wear the bloomers. I forgot about how much our family loves to dance. It’s going to be weird to be the one following. I’m used to being a guy and leading my dance partner. I hope I can figure out how to dance like a girl so I don’t embarrass myself.”
Katrina suggested, “I’m sure you’ll figure it out. You’re normally a great dancer as a guy. As a girl, you just gotta use your arms and hips more during fast dances. If you have a partner, all you have to do is hold on tight and follow. The guy does all the work and will twist you around into whatever dance position they want you in. It’s super easy to dance as a girl with a partner. Plus…given more cousins are showing up soon and the magic medallion is getting passed around…odds are you won’t be the only guy in a girl’s body during the dance party. I wouldn’t worry about it too much.”
Lucas appreciated the pep talk, “Thanks for all this girl-advice. That’s really cool of you to offer to help me get ready for dinner and do my hair. Besides this pony tail that I’ve been wearing all day, I have no clue what I’m supposed to do with this mop of hair on my head to make it look nice. You are the best! Thanks big sis!” Lucas put his hand up offering a high-five.
Katrina sheepishly eyed the manly gesture with disapproval. She finally giggled while opening her arms wide replying, “No problem…little sis!” She held her arms open awaiting Lucas’s response.
Lucas put his arm down smirking, “Oh yea. Oopsie. I forgot girls are supposed to hug each other instead of high-fiving.” He opened his arms as they embraced.
Katrina was pleased, “Much better. If you are going to walk around in my old body you gotta at least TRY to play the part.” During the embrace, Katrina was a bit grossed out to feel and smell how sweaty Lucas managed to get her 8 year old body while playing basketball. She pulled away wiping off her hands saying, ‘Eww. You need to take a shower before you even think about getting ready for dinner this evening.”
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