FEMINIZED: 30 BOOKS MEGA BUNDLE by Nikki Crescent

Author:Nikki Crescent
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2018-02-26T03:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER V

Before I left for school, I snuck into my parents’ bedroom. They were both at work, unknowingly saving up for my expensive and hopeless upgrading class. I knew my mother had some skimpy lingerie (I wasn’t proud that I knew that) because I’d found it once when I was much, much younger, trying to find hidden Christmas presents. It was stuffed into the back of the closet, in a box—and sure enough, it was still there now. The box was covered in dust, as if it hadn’t been opened since I opened it all those years ago while looking for Christmas gifts.

It was a red lace one-piece. I felt so stupid stripping down in my parents’ bedroom to try it on. But I was so desperate that I didn’t even care how stupid I looked. If I could pull it off, it would be worth it. It’s not like I planned on sleeping with him—just some harmless flirting. I just wanted to get his hopes up so I could ask him to go in and change my mark—maybe tell him that I would be at his summer upgrading class. I could promise him some action at a later date, and then I would never have to hear from him again once that mark was updated on his computer. Was it a long shot? Hell yeah, but it didn’t seem like I had too many other options.

And there was a second potential positive to my plan. If he didn’t go for me in my mom’s lingerie and makeup, then he would at least know that I knew about his little tranny porn obsession. And maybe upgrading my mark would be enough to keep me quiet about it. I wasn’t proud of that silver-lining, but again, I was desperate.

Embarrassingly, the lingerie fit perfectly. Even my mom’s high-heels fit my feet perfectly. I found a couple of bra pads in the back of my mom’s closet, which fit perfectly into the cups of the lingerie, giving me a bit of a bust that didn’t look too silly. I found a pair of black stockings as well. But my thighs were still exposed and hairy, so I went to the bathroom to shave my legs smooth. My hands were shaking slightly while I ran the razor down my legs. I was actually doing this—I really must have lost my mind.

In our basement was a feathered blonde wig, from a costume party my mom went to years before. It was a 70s-themed party, and my mom went as Farah Fawcett, with the red bathing suit and everything. I put the wig on. It looked silly, with the hair all flipped back, but I needed to make it work. I ran upstairs and plugged in my mom’s hair straightener. I spent the next half an hour styling that wig. I couldn’t get all of the little flips out, but I at least brought it from the 70s to the 90s. And more-or-less straight, it looked more natural on my head.

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