You retreated to your bedroom with the bodysuit and instructions. As the only boy in the family, you were spoiled with the luxury of having your own bedroom. The rest of your sisters were jammed packed into one bedroom with bunk beds lining the walls. Your bedroom was the only place in your family's small home that you could ever retreat for privacy. You held the girl bodysuit in your hands knowing you promised to wear it. There was no backing out now.
After a few minutes of wiggling and struggling to stretch the bodysuit on, you could hear giggles and voices from the hallway. Your Mom and sisters were obviously waiting for you to emerge. You yelled to the nosy group, "Gimme a second! I'm almost done!" You held your throat in shock hearing a female voice coming out after speaking your first words.
Your sisters all burst out in laughter from the hallway hearing your voice. They pounded loudly on the door for you to unlock it. You looked down at what the bodysuit did to your form. You tugged and prodded around wondering what happened to your dick and balls. You had curvy hips just like some of your sisters now. There was no evidence of your manhood under the lifelike skin you now wore. You knew bodysuits were fully functional. The instructions had you line your penis into a tube that somehow retreated into your body. As you stretched your legs and bent over you couldn't feel your precious manhood anymore. You jiggled your chest testing out what it felt like to have modest sized breasts. The bra your mother gave you had a tag labeling they were B-cups. You slipped the rest of the clothing on she set out for you to wear. There was a pair of leggings that felt like a 3rd skin given how tight they were around your lower body. You quickly figured out these borrowed items belonged to one of your sister's outfits. It was similar to what they wore all the time.
Once dressed, you looked in the mirror. You were amazed at the family resemblance the bodysuit gave you. You were a mixture of all your sisters and had similar facial feature. There'd be no problem pulling off pretending to be a member of your family.
Your sisters continued knocking loudly on the door. You took a deep breath knowing it was time to face them. You knew they'd all joke around about your temporary appearance for the next 2 months. It was time to get it over with as you unlocked the door.
A wave of girls came rushing in carrying arm fulls of supplies. They barely acknowledged you as they ran out for more stuff. Before you knew it, your sisters were carrying dressers and bed frames into your bedroom. Your mother was the only one who took a moment to admire your new appearance. She examined your body nodding with approval, "It's great to see the bodysuit company fulfilled their guarantee. You look like my daughter and the rest of your sisters now.
"Mom?" You asked clearing your throat still adjusting to having such a high voice, "What's going on? Why are they tearing down all my posters and redecorating my room? They are even setting up bunk beds!"
Your sister Fae was busy taping a boy-band poster to the wall and answered for the group, "Now that you are a girl like the rest of us it's not fair that you get your own room anymore."
Mom nodded explaining, "She's right. If I let you keep your own room it wouldn't be fair to the rest of your sisters. Ina, Fae and Jess will be moving in with you."
You watched in amazement as your new roommates packed up all your old boy stuff into boxes and set up bunk beds. Within minutes, your bedroom suddenly seemed much smaller. Your closet was littered with girl clothes from all your sister's wardrobes. There were additional clothing racks on wheels along the side of the walls. 4 dressers and 2 bunk beds made walking space sparse in your new bedroom. You assumed your sisters would joke and make fun of you for turning into a girl. But they seemed more concerned about their new bedroom situation. You were beginning to wonder if this was their entire plan the whole time?
Jess was the oldest and sprawled out claiming a bottom bunk. The twins kept their previous set-up while Ida took the other bottom bunk. Ana got the top bunk by the window. Your only option was the empty top bunk above Jess in the dark corner. You were a bit peeved that you ended up with the worst spot. This was really your room and now it was taken over by your sisters. You stood in the narrow passage between the bunk beds complaining, "It got cramped in here fast."
Ina giggled, "If you think this is bad, try fighting for mirror space in the morning while trying to do your makeup and hair."
You were familiar with the typical morning routine at your small house. All your sisters crammed into the bathroom for hours. There were always curling irons, brushes and endless hair accessories sprawled out everywhere. You typically showered at night as a boy. Sometimes you would pee outside in the morning because you could never fend off your sisters for bathroom space. You were careful never to look in the open bathroom door in the morning. One of your sisters was usually sitting down to pee while the others did their hair. They'd always yell at you to get away. The only plus side of having a million sisters was that house was always filled with pleasant aromas. Each of them wore a different perfume and all their body washes smelled nice. You looked down and saw your new long hair dangling over your breasts and gulped knowing you'd be joining the rest of your sisters now during their morning routine.
Mom yelled down the hallway, "Come on girls. 30 minute warning!"
You were accustomed to hearing your mother's famous line hoping it would help her daughters get out of the house on time. Normally it took you 2 minutes to get ready as a boy. But now that you were one of the girls, you realized Mom was including you as her newest daughter in the warning.
You wondered what the big plans were today for your birthday? Your sisters seemed not to care you were a girl now. They were more concerned with their new bedroom situation. You were shocked to see Jess stand up and pull her top off. You turned your head out of habit seeing your sister only in a bra. You were now facing Ana who already wiggled off her leggings and tore off her panties. You were wide eyed as Ina followed suit stripping out of her clothing too. None of your sisters seemed to care about changing in front of their brother. They were obviously treating you like you were one of them now. You were in a daze looking around at 3 of your sister's bare butts and boobs dangling around while they got dressed. There were lots of exposed skin of your sisters that you'd never seen before. They had no shame changing in front of another girl.
You weren't sure what to expect when you agreed to wear a girl's bodysuit for 2 months. You mentally prepared yourself for all your sister's jokes and ridicule. However, you never imagined it would be like this. None of them seemed to care you were a girl. All they cared about was finally having more space in their bedroom.
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