literature
Prom: Part 1
Literature Text
Prom: Part 1
by RogerGirl
Charles was sitting in his room after classes finishing some homework when he heard a knock on his door. He got up and opened it and saw his friend Stan waiting nervously outside. Stan was much taller and muscular than he was and played for the school's lacrosse team. Even though they were both 18 and seniors, Charles was much shorter and thinner and had to look up when he talked to his friend.
"Hey man," Charles said, "what's wrong? You look nervous."
"There's something I want to ask you," Stan said, "but I feel weird doing it."
"Just ask," Charles said.
"OK," Stan said hesitantly, "will you be my prom date?"
Charles stood silently. He had heard about the all-boy prom from his father who had also attended the school. While he hadn't planned to go, he felt bad declining his friend. He knew that given their size difference he would end up playing the girl. The previous year he went on vacation that weekend so he was able to skip the prom, but this year his parents were out of the country on business so he was stuck.
"Fine," Charles said knowing it would be easier to go with a friend than with someone he didn't know very well.
"Thanks man," Stan said, "I owe you one."
Things went on as usual between them in the next couple weeks. Around campus they would see other boys asking each other to the prom and were glad that they had gotten that out of the way. One day, a woman came in and posted a bulletin instructing all the boys who would be playing girls to come to a training session. Charles went to the room and sat down. Once everyone arrived, their measurements were taken and they were given catalogues of prom dresses. Charles, being stuck with what was left, picked out a black sequined dress with an open back that was floor length with a slit that came to pretty high up the thigh. While he'd hoped to get something less sexy, the other boys had all picked before him and only the sexier dresses were left.
Over the next few sessions, they were given lessons in acting, talking, dancing, dressing, eating, sitting, and doing everything as a teenage girl. Eventually they were each given full makeovers to practice what they had learned as females. Charles felt strange seeing himself fully dressed. With his long brown hair, made up face, painted nails, thin figure, realistic breasts, tucked penis, and now hairless skin, all he saw was a pretty girl staring back at him. The girl was wearing a short dress, that was much shorter than the dress he'd be wearing to prom, and a pair of high heels. While he wasn't the only boy who looked like a real girl, he was by far the hottest.
Once all of the boys had been transformed, they were led to a lounge to meet their dates as girls for the first time. They were each given a name tag to wear with their temporary female names, and Charles wrote Charlene on his. The girls entered the lounge and all the boys eyes were immediately on them. Charlene felt nervous being checked out by all the boys and quickly made her way to Stan. When she got to Stan she smiled nervously as he looked her over.
"Wow," Stan said, "you look incredible."
"Thank you," Charlene said, "I feel a little strange like this though."
"Just relax," Stan said, "you are the prettiest girl here. Just enjoy being a female the next two days and then you can go back to being Charlie."
Charlene relaxed a little and Stan got each of them some lemonade. They sat down on a couch and began to talk. As they sat, Charlene crossed her legs and would occasionally touch her knee and thigh as they talked. She loved how nice her soft hairless skin felt and was enjoying touching it. Stan noticed how nice her long legs looked and asked if he could touch. Charlene reluctantly said yes and felt a tingle as Stan gently touched her thigh. When he stopped, Charlene relaxed and they continued talking. At the end of the night, each of the girls were given a small bag of items for that night and the next day so they could remain in their female personas until the dance.
Stan escorted Charlene back to her room and said goodnight. He gave her a kiss on the cheek then went to his room across the hall. Charlene went in her room and locked the door. She opened the bag and found some casual clothes, underwear, a pj set, makeup, and makeup remover. She went to the bathroom and removed her makeup and changed into the pj set, which consisted of a tank top and short shorts. She put away everything she had taken off and signed onto Facebook. An album had been posted with photos from the event, and she had been tagged in a few of the pictures. She looked through the photos for a few minutes and noticed how natural she seemed as a girl. Since most of her Facebook friends were also students at the school, she temporarily changed her profile picture to one of her as Charlene. She then signed off and went to bed.
by RogerGirl
Charles was sitting in his room after classes finishing some homework when he heard a knock on his door. He got up and opened it and saw his friend Stan waiting nervously outside. Stan was much taller and muscular than he was and played for the school's lacrosse team. Even though they were both 18 and seniors, Charles was much shorter and thinner and had to look up when he talked to his friend.
"Hey man," Charles said, "what's wrong? You look nervous."
"There's something I want to ask you," Stan said, "but I feel weird doing it."
"Just ask," Charles said.
"OK," Stan said hesitantly, "will you be my prom date?"
Charles stood silently. He had heard about the all-boy prom from his father who had also attended the school. While he hadn't planned to go, he felt bad declining his friend. He knew that given their size difference he would end up playing the girl. The previous year he went on vacation that weekend so he was able to skip the prom, but this year his parents were out of the country on business so he was stuck.
"Fine," Charles said knowing it would be easier to go with a friend than with someone he didn't know very well.
"Thanks man," Stan said, "I owe you one."
Things went on as usual between them in the next couple weeks. Around campus they would see other boys asking each other to the prom and were glad that they had gotten that out of the way. One day, a woman came in and posted a bulletin instructing all the boys who would be playing girls to come to a training session. Charles went to the room and sat down. Once everyone arrived, their measurements were taken and they were given catalogues of prom dresses. Charles, being stuck with what was left, picked out a black sequined dress with an open back that was floor length with a slit that came to pretty high up the thigh. While he'd hoped to get something less sexy, the other boys had all picked before him and only the sexier dresses were left.
Over the next few sessions, they were given lessons in acting, talking, dancing, dressing, eating, sitting, and doing everything as a teenage girl. Eventually they were each given full makeovers to practice what they had learned as females. Charles felt strange seeing himself fully dressed. With his long brown hair, made up face, painted nails, thin figure, realistic breasts, tucked penis, and now hairless skin, all he saw was a pretty girl staring back at him. The girl was wearing a short dress, that was much shorter than the dress he'd be wearing to prom, and a pair of high heels. While he wasn't the only boy who looked like a real girl, he was by far the hottest.
Once all of the boys had been transformed, they were led to a lounge to meet their dates as girls for the first time. They were each given a name tag to wear with their temporary female names, and Charles wrote Charlene on his. The girls entered the lounge and all the boys eyes were immediately on them. Charlene felt nervous being checked out by all the boys and quickly made her way to Stan. When she got to Stan she smiled nervously as he looked her over.
"Wow," Stan said, "you look incredible."
"Thank you," Charlene said, "I feel a little strange like this though."
"Just relax," Stan said, "you are the prettiest girl here. Just enjoy being a female the next two days and then you can go back to being Charlie."
Charlene relaxed a little and Stan got each of them some lemonade. They sat down on a couch and began to talk. As they sat, Charlene crossed her legs and would occasionally touch her knee and thigh as they talked. She loved how nice her soft hairless skin felt and was enjoying touching it. Stan noticed how nice her long legs looked and asked if he could touch. Charlene reluctantly said yes and felt a tingle as Stan gently touched her thigh. When he stopped, Charlene relaxed and they continued talking. At the end of the night, each of the girls were given a small bag of items for that night and the next day so they could remain in their female personas until the dance.
Stan escorted Charlene back to her room and said goodnight. He gave her a kiss on the cheek then went to his room across the hall. Charlene went in her room and locked the door. She opened the bag and found some casual clothes, underwear, a pj set, makeup, and makeup remover. She went to the bathroom and removed her makeup and changed into the pj set, which consisted of a tank top and short shorts. She put away everything she had taken off and signed onto Facebook. An album had been posted with photos from the event, and she had been tagged in a few of the pictures. She looked through the photos for a few minutes and noticed how natural she seemed as a girl. Since most of her Facebook friends were also students at the school, she temporarily changed her profile picture to one of her as Charlene. She then signed off and went to bed.
Prom: Part 1
By rogergirl