He was feeling nervous and ridiculous in the short skirt knee high socks white blouse that barely covered his navel and the ridiculously small cardigan.
He could not understand why his sister could not let him wear something that was a little bit more decent whilst he was trapped in her body.
He was not enjoying himself one bit especially the way his hips and buttocks swung from side to side as he walked as sexy as possible down the hallway trying to do the best imitation of his sisters walk.
He was feeling like everybody was staring at him.
He was feeling like everybody could tell that he was an imposter.
But until she could work out what he had actually done to cause this to happen.
He was going to wear what she told him to wear.
He was going to act the way she told him to act.
As she had a reputation she did not want him ruining.
He was just hoping she could find a way to undo what he had done before he lost his mind and started believing that he was his sister as the longer he spent in her body the more of himself he lost and the more like her he became.
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