The Last Minute Costume

Looking at his watch to check the time, Seth rubs his face in frustration. He knows he’s running out of time to get a costume for Jennifer’s party.

Getting a few strange looks as he hangs around outside the thrift store, he gives the latest people to leave a wry smile.

Putting his face up to the window for the sixth time in the last few minutes, he tries to get an idea of what he could buy. The issue he’s having, the thrift store only seems to have feminine clothing.

“Argh…,” he frowns, pulling his face away from the window to look back at his watch. “I don’t have time to shop anywhere else. There must be something for me here.”

“Are you ok...?” a soft voice asks, just off to the side.

Seth jumps and instantly goes bright red. “Y-yeah…fine.”

Seth looks at the young lady casually hanging out from the shop door. She’s about his age and dressed very alternatively. Tucking some of her long jet-black hair behind her ear, she gives him a curious look.

“Are you sure?” She asks, pointing at the window. “You’ve been standing outside the shop and looking in for the last half an hour. Should I call someone for you?”

Seth nervously waves his hands around. “No—no! I’m fine. Just shopping for a costume!”

The young woman tilts her head and gives him a stupid look. Shopping for a costume from outside the store…. through the window?”

“Oh yeah….,” Seth timidly replies, scratching the back of his head. “I guess this does seem pretty silly doesn’t it.”

“A little,” the girl replies, playing with her hair as she leans up against the open glass door. “You’re leaving it a little late. Most shops are closing soon…. including us.”

“Please don’t close yet,” Seth reacts in a panic. “I need a costume for this party I’ve been invited to! If I don’t have one, the girl I like won’t notice me!”

“Oh…...?” the girl asks with a wide smile. “And you’ve chosen this store to pick an outfit? You know this is mostly like old lady’s stuff?”

“Yeah….,” Seth answers with a long sigh. “Hence why I’ve been nervous about coming in. I didn’t wanna seem weird shopping amongst all that stuff.”

Seth looks inside again to see the store empty. “Maybe I should come in and have a look. Maybe you’ve got something I could fashion into a makeshift costume.”

“Won’t that make your lady be annoyed?” the girl asks, giving him a cheeky grin.

“Huh?” Seth asks, having zoned out, staring through the shop window, hoping to high heaven that a spiderman costume has been donated.

“The girl you like….?” The girl repeats. “You said you wanted to impress her. Just throwing a costume together, I don’t think that will impress her. It wouldn’t impress me.”

“I don’t have any choice!” Seth replies, allowing his shoulders to sag. “I think your store might be my last chance to find something!”

“My mother’s shop,” the swiftly corrects, putting a single hand on her hip. “If it’s so important, why have you left it so late?”

“I have my reasons,” Seth answers, swallowing down his pride. “

Letting out a cute laugh, the girl smiles and holds out her hand for a shake. “I’m Willow.”

Seth looks at Willow’s hand and awkwardly gives it a limp-wristed shake. “I’m Seth.”

“Well Seth,” she grins wide, almost in a sinister fashion. “Do you want some help? I know everything we’ve got in stock and I’m sure between us we could find something for you to wear.”

“Yes!” Seth answers with a sigh of relief. “I had an idea of what I wanted to do, but I feel like I’ve chickened out and now I’m stuck.”

Willow steps back into the store and waves Seth in as she does. As they both stand in the empty store, looking at the clothing racks that stretch down the length of the store, Willow turns back to face him.

“What was your idea?” she asks, leaning forward with her hands behind her back. “I can tell you already we don’t have anything Marvel in here.”

Seth frowns. He doesn’t want to admit to her what he was actually planning.

“Not even Spiderman?” he asks.

“Nope,” Willow chirps, turning her body playfully. “Plus, that’s super lame. Your girl won’t be impressed by that. You should do something risky…and daring!”

“Why is that lame?” Seth asks sarcastically, opening his mouth wide to portray shock—thinking that’s how he should react.

Willow smiles and steps backward to run her hand across some of the clothing on the rails. “You wanna get noticed?”

“Well, yeah,” Seth replies. Walking with Willow as she walks slowly down the aisle.

“Doing what everyone else is doing,” Willow smirks. “Will make you blend in. So don’t you think it would be awesome if we found you something outrageous!?”

Seth looks at Willows's almost sinister expression and nervously nods. “Yeah…sure. I guess so.”

“Great! I’ve got the perfect idea for you. Now hear me out before you say no.”

“Should I be worried?”

“Well…. I don’t think you have much of a choice considering what we have in store,” Willow says, looking around the store.

“True. Well, I’m happy for your help Willow. What's the idea?”

“I think you’d look great dressed as a girl,” Willow explains. “I’ve got everything here to make you the cutest little girly girl. You will deffo stand out!”

Stunned, Seth's move drops open and he stares vacantly. “A ….girl?”

“That’s right,” Willow pouts. “You don’t seem too happy about that.”

Seth takes a moment to consider his words carefully.

“Do you actually think that’s going to work?” Seth asks, rubbing his face once more. “I’m not sure dressing as a girl is going to impress Jennifer. Might scare her away.”

Willow laughs then steps forward to tap Seth gently in the center of the forehead with her fingertip.

“Do you know anything about girls…??” Willow states, tapping her finger against his head rhythmically to her words. “If you blend in with everyone else and seem desperate, she ain't ever going to be interested.”

“Ouch,” Seth complains, stepping back from her. “I do really need her to go out with me!”

“Going as a girl will deffo make you stand out!” Willow grins. “Trust me on this one!”

“How much is it going to cost me?”

“For you,” Willow smiles, gently touching Seth flirtatiously on the arm. “Maybe I do a special price.”

“Seriously!?”

“Yeah!” Willow claps with excitement. “Why not. Should be fun.”

Seth looks around at the old clothing hanging from the rails. He then nervously smiles at Willow.

“I guess I am desperate now,” Seth admits, letting out a theatrical long breath. “Yeah, ok. Let's do this!”

“Good choice,” Willow replies, nodding her head. “Follow me out back and let's do this thing!” she cheers.

Clutching Seth’s hand, Willow drags him towards the paint-worn door at the back of the shop. She pushes it open and pulls him inside.

As Seth looks around at the dusty boxes and rails of old clothing, Willow makes him stand in the middle of the back stock room.

“Take your clothes off,” she says, pointing at his pants and top. “I’m just going to quickly lock the shop and flip the closed sign. When I get back, be ready!”

Reluctant to remove his clothing, Seth watches Willow rush back onto the shop floor. He nervously looks around for cameras. Even if this is what he wants, he can’t help but worry about the situation. He doesn’t know her at all!

Looking at his watch, he grits his teeth. “I really don’t have a choice.”

Slowly and cautiously, Seth removes item after item of clothing. He folds his pants and t-shirt neatly and piles them onto a nearby closed cardboard box.

Standing in just his boxer shorts, she shivers a little as he removes his socks and stands barefoot on the concrete floor.

“Well hello….!” Willow teases, as she sees Seth’s almost naked body for the first time.

Seth folds his arms and gives her a wry smile.

“Well, that’s very helpful,” Willow giggles, stepping close enough to him to poke his bare chest. “I was hoping you weren’t a hairy boy under all those clothes. Look at that baby smooth skin!”

Seth looks down at his hairless chest and feels a little embarrassed. It’s like that on purpose.

Willow, however, is pulling stuff out of a nearby box. Dusty particles fill the air as Willow pulls out a small, skin-colored garment.

“Knew we still had this!” Willow grins, walking toward Seth with it in hand. “We can’t sell this in-store, but I’m glad we might be able to get use of it now.”

Seth tilts his head as Willow holds it up to him. “What is that?”

“It’s body shapewear,” Willow answers, holding it up. “See the padding on the sides, that’s to give you wider hips. Makes you look more feminine.”

“Oh,” Seth answers taking the garment as Willow passes it to him. “What’s this part?”

“That’s a” Willow goes shy and a little red. “It’s a fake vagina. You’re going to wear that over your manhood and it will give you a much more feminine profile down there.”

Seth pulls a stunned-looking expression.

“See,” Willow giggles, pointing inside at a small tube. “You need to stuff your….eggplant… inside there and that will allow you to wee without taking it off.”

“Oh…,” Seth answers, holding the garment out away from him with just his fingertips. “I’m not sure about this. Is this even clean!?”

Willow frowns and narrows her eyes.

“Of course it’s clean,” she huffs. “Everything that’s donated here gets cleaned. Do you think I’d give you something like that to wear on your private areas knowing it wasn’t clean?”

Seth gives Willow an awkward smile. “Erm…”

“Just put it on,” Willow chuckles, putting her hands over her eyes. “I won’t peak. I promise.”

Making sure Willow can’t see, Seth waves one hand in front of Willow’s face. Happy she can’t see, he slides down his boxers and kicks them to one side. Sliding the form wear up his legs, he pulls it up towards his manhood.

“So I just put my…erm…inside this bit right?”

“Yes,” Willow answers, still holding her hands over her face. “You need to wear it like underwear. So the padding gives you a wider hip and a bigger bum. Then the front bit will flatten your penis.”

Seth slowly and awkwardly does as he’s told. Eventually, the extremely tight garment is around his privates and backside. It clings to him tight, almost like a second skin. He can feel the extra weight around his bottom and hips.

“It’s on,” Seth says, unenthused by how it feels to be wearing it.

Swiftly, Willow brings her hands away from her eyes and her face lights up.

“Wow,” she giggles, gawking directly at Seth’s now fake vagina. “Looks somewhat… real!”

“It’s tight,” Seth moans, pulling and pinching to adjust it. “I feel like my balls are going back inside me.”

“Ahhhh…,” Willow dismisses, giving him a smile. “You’ll be fine.”

“Easy for you to say,” Seth reacts in discomfort.

Willow gives him a playful wink, before turning around to look inside the box again. After rummaging around, she squeaks in excitement as she pulls out another skin-colored garment from the box.

Holding it up as she walks towards Seth, he can easily see what it is.

“Are those fake boobs?” he asks, as Willow stands directly in front of him.

“Yaa,” Willow giggles, holding the fake breasts up against her own chest. “Good-sized ones too. Bigger than mine!”

Seth reaches out to touch them. “Nah, I don’t think so. Yours look bigger.”

“I’m sorry…what!?” Willow reacts with narrowed eyes. “Have you been looking!?”

Instantly starting to sweat, Seth looks away and bites his lip. He’s said something stupid again!

“Don’t worry dude,” Willow laughs, lighting the mood by bouncing the forms around in her hands. “I’m happy in the knowledge that you’re going to learn what that’s like tonight.”

Not waiting for Seth to reply, Willow, shoves a black bra into his hands. “Do you want help putting this on or does a stud like you know how to work one of these?”

“Stud…!?” Seth replies, taking hold of the bra. “I’m no stud. A stud would be going out with Jennifer by now.”

Willow folds her arms and watches in amusement as Seth puts his arms into the straps and tries to fasten the back. As he starts getting frustrated, she giggles.

“Here, let me help,” she smiles, stepping around him and taking hold of the clasps. “So, you been chasing this girl for a while…huh?”

As Seth feels the bra cling tight to his chest, he looks down at the empty cups on his chest. “Yeah, Going out with her would really improve my mental health.”

Walking quickly, Willow moves back around to Seth’s front. Picking up the forms, she stands in front of him and pulls a silly face.

“Ready?” she asks, bouncing the forms again.

Seth shrugs. “I guess so.”

“So do….,” Willow jokes, gently feeding the forms into the cups of Seth’s empty bra. “…Love her…?”

As soon as Willow is finished adjusting the forms in the cups, she steps back and grins wide. Seth feels the weight hanging from his chest and brings his hands up to squeeze the cups.

“These are so heavy,” he remarks, poking and prodding.

“Yup,” Willow replies with a smirk. “They look so good too. I can’t believe they got donated here—they can’t have been cheap.”

“They do look very real,” Seth agrees, bouncing on the spot and smiling at the bra holding the forms tight to his chest.

“You look so….,” Willow sniggers, holding her hand over her mouth.

“So….?” Seth asks, not impressed by her reaction.

“Oh sorry…,” Willow says, forcing herself to stop laughing. “You standing there in just a bra with all that shapewear on—you look so feminine! I honestly only meant this all as a joke. I thought you’d back out as soon as you saw this stuff, but you’re taking it in your stride.”

“A joke?” Seth sighs.

“Yeah,” Willow answers, tucking hair behind one ear and going a little red. “Now I think we are onto something. Genuinely, I think you might end up looking extremely pretty.”

“Willow…!” Seth groans, rubbing his face. “Are you fucking kidding me—this was you trying to mess with me!?”

Bashfully, Willow looks away and bites her lip.

“Sorry,” she replies, playing with her long hair. “Now you’re standing there with your vagina out and you’re tits almost busting out of that bra and you're making me a little bit hot under the collar!”

“Sorry… what?” Seth asks, folding his arms to cover his breasts.

Willow swings back around with energy and beams a smile. “I’m finding you attractive right now.”

“Dressed like this!?” Seth whines, showing his almost naked body. “Are you gay or something!?”

Silence follows for a moment as both just look at each other.

“So what if I am,” Willow answers, giving Seth a dirty look. “Is that a problem?”

“Oh…no issue!” Seth nervously answers, looking away from Willow's narrowed eyes. “That’s cool—that’s cool.”

“Am I making you uncomfortable Seth?” Willow teases, stepping towards him with a sultry smile.

“Honestly, this whole situation is making me a little uncomfortable.”

“Oh? Would It be uncool if I started calling your Serenity?”

“Erm…”

“Excellent!” Willow squeaks with excitement. “I knew when I first laid eyes on you that you aren’t like other boys. Thanks, Serenity, I’m really enjoying this!”

“I…erm…,” Seth stutter, as he watches Willow pick up a black lacey thong.

“Here Serenity,” Willow passes him the thong. “Please put this on and hide that vagina of yours. I know it’s not real, but It’s driving me a little wild right now.”

Blushing, Seth takes the lacey underwear from Willow and stares at it intently. “This is underwear?”

“Yeah,” Willow answers, walking to another corner of the room to open another dusty box. “Surely you don’t need help putting that on Serenity. Should be pretty simple enough.”

Running it up his legs, Seth nervously laughs. “Nah, I’m good—I got this.”

“Is it away…?” Willow asks, pulling out several items from the box.

Pulling the string of the underwear up between his ass cheeks, Seth quivers with the feeling of wearing such a pair of panties “I assume you mean my fake pussy,” Seth replies sarcastically. “Yeah, It’s covered.”

“Great,” Willow replies, bringing over a few things she’s taken from the box. “I’d been saving this dress for me, but I’m happy for you to have it. It’s a little nineteen nineties, but it’s going to look so fucking hot on you.”

Seth looks at the dress as Willow holds it up. It’s rather short, plain looking with spaghetti straps.

“See what I mean?” Willow asks, holding the dress up against her body. “Of its time. Still cute though”

“So I’m basically going to be naked?” Seth asks. “That’s so short and it doesn’t cover my shoulders.

“Welcome to being a woman,” Willow answers with a shrug.

Seth rolls his eyes.

“Arms up, beautiful,” Willow sniggers.

Doing what he’s told, Willow soon has the dress over his head. Having to work it over Seth’s breasts, the dress soon clings to his every curve. Seth tries to pull the dress lower, as it only just covered his upper thighs.

As Willow does up the zip at the back, Seth feels the dress squeeze around his chest and form an elegant neckline around his breast forms.

“Sexy sexy sexy,” Willow chuckles, moving around Seth to adjust the fit. “Looks like this dress was almost made for you! Very please with that.”

“I feel a little silly,” Seth replies, awkwardly trying to cover his body. “No used to looking down and seeing a view like that. Shouldn’t I try and cover these things up a little more.

“Cover them up,” Willow asks, shaking her head. “No way! I’d kill to look as good in that dress as you do. No way are we covering that up.”

Seth looks down at himself again and feels self-conscious. He doesn’t want to ask again after seeing Willow’s reaction.

“Wig,” Willow mutters to herself, rushing back over to the first box she opened. Looking inside, she rummages around for a second before turning to face Seth.

“Blonde or redhead?” she asks, giving him a grin.

“I think you’ve already chosen…,” Seth answers, rubbing his face.

“You’re so right!” Willow laughs, pulling out the blonde wig. “This one is longer and I think real human hair. It’s going to look stunning!”

“Is that a good thing…? That sounds kinda gross.”

“Yeah, it’s a good thing,” Willow answers, flapping out the long wig as she approaches Seth. “Feel it. It’s so soft.”

“Oh yeah,” Seth answers, stroking it as Willow holds it out toward him. “But what if it falls off at the party?”

Willow tilts her head to the side and gives him a curious look.

“What do you mean?” she asks, pulling a dumb expression. “If it falls off…it falls off. It’s a costume Serenity, you’re not actually going as a girl.”

“Y-yeah… t-true,” Seth mutters timidly, folding his arms.

“Are you…?” Willow questions, poking Seth in the side. “Are you enjoying this? Do you like the idea of being seen as a girl!?”

“I…erm….”

“You do—don’t you!

“Errr…..”

“Why else would you be worried about it falling off!? You’re worried the illusion will break and people won’t see you as a sexy girl! Don’t deny it Serenity. You’ve been far too forthcoming with his idea!”

“No, I’m not!” Seth defiantly replies, awkwardly shifting around on the spot. “I’m just going along with what you say because I’m desperate for a costume.”

Willow doesn’t say anything in reply, she just smiles. Reaching up to place the wig on his head, she brushes it out with her fingertips.

Closing his mouth tight, Seth franticly swipes at the wig to get hair from his face.

“Stop fussing,” Willow complains, trying to adjust the wig and the style. “I’m trying to get the hairs out of your face.”

Getting frustrated, Willow steps back. “Serenity, please!”

“It's in my eyes!” Seth grunts. “I don’t like it.”

Letting out a long breath, Willow rushes to another box and after a few moments brings back a hair brush.

“Relax,” Willow says calmly, standing behind him. “I’m going to brush it out for you.”

Feeling the wig being pulled at as Willow brushes it straight, Seth gets irritated as it tugs at his scalp.

“Ouch!” he whines, “Don’t be so rough.”

“Ah you big baby,” Willow laughs, continuing to brush as pace. “Just thank your lucky stars you don’t have hair like this for real. You’d have to brush out the knots like this most nights.”

“I’m sure. Still, no need for you to rough me up.”

“Wimp,” Willow mocks. “Wait until you’ve been walking in heels all night. Then you’ll know pain.”

“Heels? That ain’t happening. “I’m not looking to break my ankle!”

“Chicken,” Willow gripes, brushing out a difficult knot.

“I’m not a chicken!”

“Not what I’ve heard.”

“Are you nearly done?” Seth groans, “I’m happy hair is not in my face anymore.”

“Remind me to set it with hair spray before you go,” Willow answers, gently brushing the bangs.

Moving away, Willow places the hairbrush onto a box. Leaning against it, she turns back to Seth and gives him a look up and down.

“Long hair looks good on you,” she smiles. “Just tuck it behind your ear if it falls in front of your face.”

“Thanks…,” Seth answers ironically.

“Now…,” Willow claps, looking around the dusty store room. “What size shoe are you?”

“Size six,” Seth replies, wagging a single finger in Willow’s direction. “I’m not wearing heels, Willow.”

“So that’s like a size seven and a half in women's,” Willow says, looking around at the boxes scattered around the room.

“I’m not wearing heels!”

“You wanna get noticed Serenity?” Willow replies, pulling open a third box to look inside. “Heels will complete your look and make you the sexiest girl in the room. If getting noticed by Jennifer is truly what you want, she’s going to notice.”

“How do you know that? I don’t think being the ‘cutest’ girl, will really help with that.”

“Hmm…,” Willow mumbles pulling out a pair of heels. “A girl has a party and another girl turns up and looks stunning. You don’t think that the host will notice? Of course she is! She’s going to be super annoyed that you’re so gorgeous and showing her up!”

“What kinda logic is that,” Seth whines. “I’m not trying to upset her.” 

“Wrong size,” Willow moans, throwing the heels onto the floor. “I know that’s not what you want, but trust me…you’re going to get noticed by her.”

Seth rubs his face as Willow continues to search.

“Just image this,” Willow says, continuing to search the box. “She and her buddies get all defensive that you—the prettiest girl in the room are out doing them. They will feel threatened and will instantly focus their attention on you. Before they make fun of you, trying to ruin your confidence, you can reveal who you are and she will be surprised and happy you aren’t a girl.”

“How can you be so sure that’s going to happen. You don’t know her.”

“Trust me,” Willow answers, turning her head to smile in Seth’s direction. “I know what girls of your age are like. Wasn’t easy when I came out. Even my first kiss—the girl I loved, she distanced herself because of the bullying.”

“Oh shit,” Seth replies. “I’m sorry to hear that.”

“Ah don’t be,” Willows says, pulling out a pair of black heels with the biggest grin. “I have a feeling that’s all going to be ancient history for me soon.”

“So…. Are you still being bullied? I don’t recognize you from my school.”

“Yeah,” Willow answers, stepping towards Seth and showing the black strappy heels she’s picked. “I don’t wanna talk about it.”

“I’m not wearing those,” Seth complains, pointing at the heels in her hands.

“Serenity,” Willow scolds. “You are.”

“Nope.”

Willow stares into Seth’s eyes and smiles. “What if I….let you have all this stuff for free. Would you wear them?”

“For free?”

“Yeah…,” Willow smirks. “You can keep everything. Completely free—on me.”

“I guess I can at least try them on,” Seth replies, nodding in agreement to her generous offer. “Are they really as hard to walk in as people say?”

Willow kneels down in front of Seth and holds out one of the black heels toward his feet.

“Can be a little pinchy,” Willow admits, sliding one onto his foot. “Depends how well they feet your feet.

As Seth stands taller on the first heel, Willow slides on the other. Doing up the straps, Willow looks up at Seth and see’s the discomfort on his face.

“How do they feel?” she asks, expecting nothing positive.

Seth takes a single step and then another. His heels click on the concrete floor as he starts walking confidently.

“Are they ok?” Willow asks again, trying to hold back a smirk as Seth struts around.

“Yeah…,” Seth nods, stopping to lift one foot into view. “Actually, yeah—these are ok. Feels pretty normal, I’m just standing a little higher.”

“Are you sure you’re doing this for Jennifer?” Willow questions suspiciously. “You’re walking a little too naturally for a boy.”

“Yes!” Seth squeals, staring Willow down. “This is all for Jennifer. I’ve told you that already!”

“OKAY!” Willow sighs.

“So, are we done?” Seth asks, standing with a hand on his hip, waiting for an answer. “This is all free now yeah?”

Willow tilts her head. “I guess you are wearing the heels, but no we aren’t done. I need to do your makeup.”

“Fine,” Seth replies, brushing hair from his face. “Do we have time? All my stuff is in my clothes so I have no idea what the time is.”

“Yeah, we’ve got time. A woman as sexy as you don’t turn up on time anyways. Ever heard of being fashionably late.”

“Oh shit. That’s a point. Where am I going to put my phone?”

Seth starts patting down his dress, looking for pockets.

“Girls carry bags,” Willow says, causing Seth to look up with a red face. “Pockets would ruin the look. I’ve got a small clutch bag you can take.

“Thanks.”

“No worries girlfriend,” Willow smiles. “Let's get your makeup done…”

Grabbing Seth by the hand, Willow pulls him back into the shop front and towards the checkout counter. She laughs a little as Seth scurries behind her in his heels.

Finding a chair, Willow directs Seth to sit and as he does, she pulls makeup out from her bag.

“Have you had your makeup done before?” Willow asks, setting out all she needs on the service counter.

“Ye…..,” Seth begins to answer, but stops. “No…no, I haven’t. But……, If I was going to have makeup done, I’d love smokey eyes and bright red lips.”

Willow pulls a curious look, before nervously smiling. “Okay. That’s oddly specific. I will try my best.”

Starting with foundation, Willow begins to brush it onto Seth's face. To her surprise, Seth pulls his long hair back into a ponytail so it doesn’t get in the way.

“Ok..,” Willow says sternly, putting the brush back down on the counter. “I’ve gotta ask. Are you a crossdresser or something?

“No!” Seth answers, stunned at her accusation.

“Don’t lie to me. This all seems way too natural for it to be your first time.”

“It does?” Seth replies, awkwardly looking away.

“Yeah. Look, I don't care if you are.”

“I’m not. Stop asking me stupid Questions, Willow. I just want to get noticed by the girl I like.”

“Fine!” Willow sighs, picking up her brush. “Geez—was only asking. Just wanted to tell you you’d be more than safe around me.”

“Sorry,” Seth answers, rubbing his face. “You’ve been more than brilliant with all this—that was rude of me. Bit of touchy subject for me.”

Touching the foundation brush against his face, Willow smiles. “It’s ok.”

As Willow continues to do his makeup, the tension is high between them. Since asking if he’s a crossdresser, Seth seems quieter.

Willow wonders if he’s scared about admitting it or if he’s just enjoying her applying his makeup.

“Done!” Willow smiles, placing a brush down confidently down on the counter. “Some of my best work! You look so pretty!”

“I do!?” Seth’s with a wide grin. “Can I see?”

Willow moves away so Seth can stand. Pointing out a mirror on the shop floor, Seth struts over with purpose.

Willow can only stand back and enjoy the cheerful expressions he makes as he looks at himself in the mirror for the first time.

“WOW!” Seth says, viewing himself from many angles. “This is such a mind fuck. I don’t see myself in the mirror but I’m controlling the girl looking back at me. You did smokey eyes too—I love it!”

“I take it you are pleased?” Willow replies, standing behind him, enjoying the view of Seth’s long legs and completely feminized body.

“Heck yeah,” he cries, playing with his long hair and kicking out one heel to pose in the mirror. “It’s like dream come true!”

Instantly regretting his choice of words, he stands up straight like a pencil and covers his mouth. Slowly turning to look at Willow in hopes she didn’t hear, Seth goes red as Willow stares back at him.

“Dream comes true?” She smirks. “Come on Serenity, just be honest. If it's not for me, then for yourself.”

Seth clenches his jaw. “I can’t.”

“Can’t what….admit it by saying it out loud!?”

“Don’t judge me like that. Do you know what it’s like to want to be one way but everyone expects you to be another! Do you know what it’s like to wish every night you’d wake up someone else!

“Don’t play that card with me,” Willow instantly retorts with attitude. “I’m out of the closet. Do you know how hard that was?”

“Hard…I bet.”

“Yes, very. Now, will you just admit it to me so we can start being best friends?”

“Best friends?”

“Yes, best friends! Look what you’ve just done together! I’ve not had fun like this in months!”

“This has been pretty cool…huh?” Seth reacts, making a feminine pose in his dress. “Ok fine. Yes, I admit. I like women's clothes.”

“Knew it!” Willow claps with excitement. “I’ve seen you hanging around in this store before looking at the clothing. You’d been planning this for a while…haven’t you?”

Seth lowers his head in shame. “Fuck. Didn’t realize I was that obvious.”

“Busted!” Willow laughs.

“Please don’t tell anyone! This is between us right…? Between us friends.”

Willow steps closers and puts her arms around Seth. “Oh of course. When you are ready to come out, I will support you.”

Willow takes Seth firmly by the hips and brings him in close for an embrace. Standing a little taller than Willow, Seth rests his chin on her shoulder.

“Thank you,” Seth says full of emotion. “I’m so glad you came out to talk to me. I was seconds from walking away.”

“Don’t cry!” Willow laughs, pulling away from the embrace to fan his eyes. “You’ll ruin your makeup look for the party!”

Seth gently smiles and starts fanning too.

“I’d almost forgotten about the party.” Seth chuckles, brushing hair from his face. “Seems kinda less important to me now.”

“What!? After all this!” Willow moans, touching his dress. “You can’t not go!

“If I’m being honest,” Seth says anxiously, playing with the skirt of his dress. “Getting with Jennifer is my cover. Having a girlfriend will keep my family off my back. Honestly, they’ve been asking me some really probing questions about my sexuality recently.”

“Oh,” Willow says, curious to hear more. “So, you thought that would relieve the pressure. Do they not know about Serenity?”

“No,” Seth replies, looking longingly at his reflection in the mirror. “Y’know, I actually really like that name. I think that’s perfect for my girly side.

“So what are you going to do then?” If you don’t turn up to the party won’t people ask where you were?”

“Would be a shame not to be seen looking this good.”

“Yup, really would.”

Seth rubs his arms and gives Willow a quick smile. “I don’t suppose…..,” he says, pausing and going shy.

“You want me to join you?” Willow asks, hoping!

“W-would you?”

“Fuck yeah,” Willow claps, bouncing on her toes. “You don’t know how lonely I’ve been! This is exactly what I need after all my friends ditched me!”

Y-yeah!?” Seth asks, his face lighting up with excitement.

“Are you kidding me! Of course!” Willow leans in, stopping inches from his face. “Have seen just how sexy you are. It would be a serious flex for me to date you.”

“Date me!?”

“Yeah, fuck it!” Willow smiles, cleaning so close, she could feel Seth’s breath. “I’m attracted to you right now—I’m not gonna lie.”

Seth’s eyes light up. “So this is happening right now?” He asks in surprise. “Would you really be my date…knowing that I’m really a guy?”

“Hmmm…,” Willow says, kissing gently on the lips. “I don’t think you’re really a boy. I see the girl desperate to get out.”

Seth stands frozen, shocked by her kiss.

“Was my kiss that bad?” Willow laughs, embracing Seth tight.

“I-It w-was!” Seth stutters nervously “AMAZING!”

Willow steps back to look between his legs. “I wonder if you are even able to get a boner with that vagina on so tight.”

Seth goes bright red. “It’s trying.”

Seth then reaches out and grabs hold of Willow's hand. He pulls her close and their faces move within inches.

“That was rude of me,” Seth says, gently running his fingers through her hair.

Touching her chin with one hand, he kisses her passionately on the lips. Willow can’t help but kiss back.

She’s extremely aroused by the feeling of Seth’s breasts pushing up against her. She can feel herself wanting to touch them.

As they both pull away from the kiss, Willow is bright red and she can’t look Seth in the eye.

“Damm,” she says, letting out a long breath. “That really got me going… Seth.”

“This is going to be fun…,” Seth smiles, reaching out to hold her hand. “But, please—call me Serenity.”