Sara was two years older than I was. We had been close as kids and were still closer than most teen aged brothers and sisters. When we were little, people would often ask if we were twins. But now that she was sixteen and I had just turned fifteen, nobody made that mistake. We still have many of the same facial features, but it stops there. Sara is definitely all girl. Boys are always chasing after her.

One weekend when our parents were out of town, Sara and I were left alone. She was supposed to be taking care of things around the house and looking after me. Not that I needed taking care of. But Mom and Dad still seem to think of me as their little boy.

Early Saturday morning, Sara's friend Lisa stopped by. "Guess who I saw at the movies last night", she said, "Jack and Eric"! Sara let out a squeal that about broke my ear drums. "What did they say?" she begged.

Lisa was really enjoying this and dragged it out as long as possible. I couldn't believe that they were going on like this. It was like they didn't even know I was in the same room. I got up to go to my room and play nintendo when I heard Lisa say, "They're going to be at the Greensburg Mall this afternoon and said we should drop by". "But that's all the way on the other side of town!" Sara protested. "I'm not supposed to go that far when my parents are out of town, and besides, I've got "Dork" here to worry about. I'm not supposed to go anywhere and leave him alone. It would look great going to see the coolest guys in town dragging my little brother along"

"Yeah," said Lisa, "Too bad he's not your little sister like everybody used to think."

"Yeah, right," I mumbled as a started for the stairs. I was halfway up to my room when I heard Sara say, "That's not a bad idea, Lisa. He still kinda looks like me."

I stumbled on the stairs and about broke my neck. If I knew then what I was in for, I probably would have put myself out of my misery. Sara caught up with me before I could slam my door.

"Mike, wait a minute, I want to talk to you," she yelled. She pushed her way into my room and Lisa was right behind her. "You've got to do a favor for me," she said as sweetly as she could.

"NO WAY!" I yelled back at her. "I'm not your little sister!"

"No, you're not, but as small as you are you could be. We're just about the same size. And you do still look a lot like me. For a boy, you're awfully pretty."

"I am not!" This was really beginning to make me mad.

"Well, you may not be a girl, but you sure like to go through my underwear drawers, don't you!"

This really caught me off guard. I stammered, "What do you mean?", innocently. How did she know about that. I always thought I had been careful to puts things back like they were.

"Oh, I know you go through my things and fondle them. I wouldn't be at all surprised if you wore them too." She added indignantly. "How would you like Mom and Dad to find out about that!"

I was really sweating now. How could she know about that!

"Not only that," she added. "What about those magazines in your closet"

"No, Sara, don't tell. I'll really get in trouble!"

"Then, you'd better do as I say. We only have a couple of hours to get ready"

"Please, don't make me do this," I pleaded. "You sound just like a whinny little girl," she teased, "This may not be to hard after all."

The next few hours were the hardest time I've ever had. They took me to the bathroom and told me to get undressed. Lisa grabbed a can of foamy stuff and rubbed it all over my legs. "There's not that much hair here so this won't be to hard." She told me to raise my arms and did the same thing there. "Sit here until we tell you, then get in the shower and rinse it off. Wash you hair ,too." Sara added, "we'll have things ready for you when you get out."

By the time I finished my shower, I was really getting nervous. The hair on my legs and pits rinsed away with the foam. How would I explain that next time I went to the pool. At least school was out and there wasn't gym to worry about.

I came out of the bathroom in my underwear and they pulled me down the hall to Sara's room. "Come on, we have to do something with your hair, that will take the longest." My hair is almost to my shoulders and the same dark brown as Sara's. She sat me down at her dresser and started to comb through the wet hair. "The easiest thing to do will be to use curlers and blow dry it. Lisa, go through my closet and see what you can find for my sister to wear." Geez, I couldn't believe this was happening to me. A couple of hours ago I was a normal teen aged boy with raging hormones. Now here I was getting my hair curled! When she was finished with that she told me to stand up and take my shorts off and put on the panties Lisa had picked out..

"NO Way," I said. "Lisa," she said, "go to Mike's room in the closet and get the box on the back of the top shelf." "OK," I said, "let me have them."

The panties felt cool and tingling as I slid them over my smooth legs. They hadn't felt like this the other time I tried them on. My dick started to get hard and my face turned red. She handed me a matching padded bra and asked, "do I need to help you with this or do you know how to do it yourself"?

"Don't worry, I'll help you so you don't have to embarrass yourself", she said, "Now we need to find an outfit." By that time Lisa had picked out several things from the closet and laid them out on the bed. I saw a tan top and denim skirt, a pair of green pants and a pale yellow turtleneck, and a black mini dress. "Oh, please don't pick the dress!", I thought in a panic, "anything but that." What she did pick out wasn't that much better.

"I think the denim skirt and black tights will be just perfect. That and the tight top will show your new figure nicely," Sara said. "Lets get you dressed so we can do your hair and makeup." The skirt was one she had outgrown last year and was kinda tight on me. "See how well that shows off you cute little ass," she said. The top was stretchy and pulled tight over the padded bra.

"Now, Lisa can do your nails why I start on your makeup. We won't need a lot, just some pale eyeshadow and lipstick and a touch of mascara to bring out your lashes. Lisa, get that pink nail polish to match the lipstick."

I sat quietly, seething the whole time she was working, not admitting to myself that I was getting excited by what was happening. The denim skirt and tight panties were doing a good job of hiding my growing erection.

"Let's get your hair blown out and we can get going," said Sarah, "we don't want to miss Jack and Eric, do we, Michelle?" "I'm not going anywhere until I see what I look like. I'm not going to let anyone know it's me if I can help it", I said. It was bad enough doing this in the first place. If anyone I knew saw me, I'd never be able to go out in public again. I walked over to the mirror, saw my sister, then moved so I could see myself. Only my sister moved with me. I suddenly realized that I was looking at myself, only I wasn't there. The person in front of me was a teenage girl, and a knockout at that. "Wow," I said weakly. I was confused. Could this really be me?

Before I could think anymore, Sara said I needed some shoes so we could go. I numbly sat on the bed while she put a pair of inch and a half heel on my feet, pulled me up, handed me a denim purse to match the skirt, and pushed me out the door. We were half way to the car before I realized I was outside, in public, dressed like a girl. But the strangest part was that I liked what I looked like.

The ride to the mall was uneventful. My heart started pounding as I got out of the car and started toward the door beside Lisa and Sara. Lisa asked, "How are we going to introduce Michelle if anyone asks?" "We'll just say she's my cousin visiting from Philly for the summer." Oh, great. I was hoping I could just, like, hide in the corner some place and pretend that I wasn't really there.

Well, here we were, on a busy Saturday afternoon, walking down the middle of the mall. I just prayed I wouldn't see anybody I knew. "Lets go the Boutique and look at earrings. Maybe we can find some clip ones for Michelle. Too bad her ears aren't pierced, we'd have more choices." She actually bought a pair of double silver loops with a little blue bead in the loop. As we left the store, she stopped me outside the store and clipped them on my ears.

We walked down to the record store where they were sure jack and Eric would be looking at the newest releases. Sure enough, they were right inside the store, in front of a life sized display of Jewel. We walked past them just far enough for them to be aware of our presence. Jack looked up, saw Sara and came over. She introduced me as her cousin and Jack said, "I didn't know there were other girls as cute as Sara." I felt my ears and cheeks start to burn with embarrassment. I murmured something like "gee, thanks" and moved off to the racks of CD's. Lisa and Sara stood there talking and making shy gestures, hanging on everything Jack or Eric said. I decided to go for a walk before I got sick.

I walked back into the mall and down toward the food court. By this time, I almost forgot that anything was out of the ordinary. I guess I had been wearing these thing long enough that they felt normal. I didn't think about it again until I was looking at the menu at the pizza stand and someone bumped into me and almost knocked me down. I turned around to see a guy staring at me and apologizing for bumping me. I looked up at him and said, "That's OK, no damage done." He said, "My name is Todd. Could I buy you a coke or something to make up for it?

This couldn't really be happening! I was standing in the mall dressed as a girl talking to a guy who obviously thought I was cute. Why else would he be asking to buy me a coke. "I don't know," I said in a meek voice, "I'm just waiting for my sister and her friend," hoping he would go away.

"What's your name," he asked. So much for that plan. It was obvious he wasn't going to give up. "Michelle," I said, trying to make the best of it, "I guess I could drink something while I wait. She's talking to some boy's and no telling how long that will take."

So, here I was, sitting in the food court talking to a tall blond good looking guy, looking up shyly from under my bangs. What scared me was that I was enjoying the attention. And I wanted to make a good impression on him. Suddenly I realized he was asking for my phone number and asking if he could call when Sara and Lisa walked up. "I'm sure she would like that," Sara said cheerfully. "It's 449-2430. Michelle hasn't made many friends since she has been here."

" Hey, I have an idea. Jack just asked me out for tonight," Sara said, " Maybe you two could double with us. We're just going to a movie and pizza." "That's great", said Todd, "that is if it's okay with you, Michelle."

"She'd love too, wouldn't you Michelle," said Sara, giving me that look not to say no. "OK, I said, that sounds like fun," I said. At least I'd get to see a movie and get some pizza. " Here's our address, you can pick Michelle and me up at 7:30. Then we can stop by Jack's place," Sara said.

After Todd had left, I tore into Sara. "What are you trying to do to me?" I said a loud voice. "Calm down, I saw how you were looking at him when we walked up," she said, "Don't tell me you don't think he's cute." "Yeah," I said, knowing what she said was true, "but I'm a guy for Christ's sake. What if he tries to make out or something?" "Don't worry, I'll be there," she said, knowing she had me. "What are you complaining about," Lisa chimed in, "I'm jealous. I wish I had a date with such a hunk."

"Besides," Sara laughed, "I won't let anything happen to my little sister."

To be continued......