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The TG Book 1 (Part 3 of 5)
🕑 Added 2021-09-23 14:08:42 +0000 UTCThe first thing Victor and I did was go to the mall so that I could buy some new clothes. Victor offered to pay for it, but I had to say no because I would feel like I owe him something. When you have a body like I do, then the last thing you want is to owe someone a favor. “I think I’m going to buy some jeans first, Victor. It’ll probably be awhile though, because I have to try them all on” I said as we walked towards a new store, “I wish I knew what size I wore. That would make things go a lot quicker.” I entered the first store and began to pick out whatever I liked. After, I went to the dressing room and began taking out the items that didn’t fit me. Surprisingly, Victor didn’t rush me once and even helped me pick some stuff out. After what seemed like an hour, I paid and went off to the next store. I made sure not to buy too many jeans so that I could carry more bags. I asked Victor if he could carry some bags, and he ended up carrying all of them. Likewise, I wasn’t as strong before, so it definitely helped to have someone stronger than me by my side. “Sometimes I forget you used to even be a guy,” Victor said as we walked into another store. I began picking things and trying them n once I made it to the dressing room. I paid, and then we went off to more stores until Victor got tired of holding the bags. “Let’s head back,” Victor said to me as he messed with one of the bags in his hand. Once we arrived back to my house, I began to unpack all the clothes I had bought and set them all out on my bed. I went into the bathroom and changed into something I liked. When I came out of the bathroom, Victor seemed surprised. “Wow! You look so different wearing feminine clothing. It’s like you are an entirely different person” Victor said, raising his eyebrows. “It’s because I am a different person, Victor. Does this outfit look nice? I mean, it’s not much. Just jeans and a shirt, but what do ya think?” I said, waiting for his reaction. He seemed to really like what I wore, so I began to go in and out of the bathroom, modeling all the clothes I wore for him. “What’s wrong, Victor? You seem kind of nervous. Do you not like this one?” I said, looking at his tense movement. “Yea, it’s fine. I’m just-” “Just what? Excited? There’s nothing wrong with that. Anyway, I bought something special when you went off to the bathroom, wanna see?...”
