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Chapter #5
Clothes to Knock Them Dead
by: Unknown
The dresses worked fine for amusing myself, staring in the mirror and twirling the hemline like a fashion model, but I couldn't go out on the town wearing this. Walking on the streets with bare legs and an open bottom that threatened to fly up at the slightest wind - I was comfortable but not that comfortable.
But I wanted to take a risk. Jess and Cassie put me in this body because they wanted to prove how uncomfortable girls are when guys whistle at them. Well, I was going to show them that I could take all that. I would dress and look and act sexy, and while I'd turn down any guy who tried to pick me up, I'd rest knowing A) I had proven these girls wrong after they thought they beat me and B) I had Jess's body to myself; it was mine at the end of the day, every day, for the next month.
So I took out a white halter top and low rise jeans, enough to leave Jess's tan midriff and arms open to leering eyes, and put on the first bra that looked tight and was darker than the shirt. Somehow I worked the straps into place without a problem. "It's like I know how to do it..." I muttered, then remembered: "Oh yeah. Jess's body has done it every day. Muscle memory, duh." With the shirt on, I adjusted the straps to peek out slightly. The whole dress-up felt like a game. I pushed Jess's hair over my shoulder and rolled her eyes up, puckering my lips and striking a ditzy peace sign. "Here I come world!" I said and went for the front door.
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