Linda kept looking at herself wearing 'Danny's' clothes. She loved how the hose she wore made her legs feel. She loved wearing a dress. She loved knowing that under that dress she wore a bra and panties. It made her feel so excited. She took out a mirror to check her makeup and see the earrings in her ears. She felt so sexy. She touched herself through her clothes and exploded in orgasm. She was glad that the pads in her panties would keep everything 'clean'. She was so focused on her fun that she didn't hear the family at the door until it was too late.
Linda ran to her room when the front door opened. She closed the door behind her and hoped no one saw her. But it was too late. Danny saw Linda wearing his apparel. There wasn't anyway for him not to notice. As far as he knew, Linda had never worn a dress before. She had always worn jeans and t-shirts just like every other fourteen year old boy did.
Then it hit Danny. He knew why his clothing sometimes seemed disturbed in his drawers. Or a dress wasn't hung where he expected it in his closet. "Linda," he shouted.
"I'm busy was the response. Linda barricaded the door. She needed to get out of Danny's clothes and into her own. But there wasn't time. It would take quite a while, a few minutes to do so. But even that didn't account for returning the clothes back to Danny's room nor cleaning the makeup off his face.
"Linda, open this door at once," Danny bellowed.
Linda was trapped. She was found out. She couldn't explain why she was wearing Danny's clothing. She couldn't explain how wearing feminine apparel felt so sexy. She didn't want anyone to know she was a crossdresser.
But Danny wasn't going away. There wasn't anyway she could change. She held out for a few seconds more and then let Danny in the room.
Danny entered the room and saw Linda dressed in his clothes. He saw the dress, heels, makeup and jewelry. There was a look of stunned silence on his face.
Linda was mortified at being discovered. She didn't know what to do. Finally she said, "It's not what you think."
But it was exactly what Danny thought. Linda had been wearing his clothes. "How long has this been going on?" Danny asked.
"Ummm, th-th-th this is my first ti-time," Linda lied.
"I don't believe you. Your first time?"
"Well I I I..."
"I think you like dressing like this. I think you do it all the time. Do you wear your sister's clothes too?"
"NO."
"I think you wear them too."
"I'll never wear them again. Let me get back into my own clothes."
"Oh, I don't know. You went to all the trouble to wear this. I think people should see."
"What?"
"I think that you should have come to get a makeover with us. You know get your hair and nails done."
"No, no, no."
"Awe why not."
"Please, I promise I'll never do it again."
Danny wasn't listening to Linda. "Come with me."
"Where?"
"To the salon. Maybe they can fit you in."
"Like this?"
"Of course."
"I don't want to."
"I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU WANT."
Danny grabbed Linda by the arm and forced he to the door. By this time, Linda was crying. "Please, I'll never do it again. Don't make me go outside. I don't want anyone to see me like this."
"If you didn't want that, then you shouldn't have dressed up. and stop your crying, you'll ruin your makeup."
By now, Brittany had recovered enough from her giggles to get her phone out and put it into camera mode. "Smile Linda," she said.
Linda instinctively tried to cover herself with her hands, but it was an obvious losing cause. She wasn't wearing just jeans, she was wearing a dress and all that goes with it. She was also being maneuvered to the door by Danny. This was the worst day of her life. Everyone would see her in Danny's clothes.
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