Wolfy
Supernova
- Joined
- Nov 7, 2010
Coming close to him, she stroking his face lightly with a thumb before tilting his head up a bit. "Good girl." she whispered pressing her lips to Alex's softly, and holding for a moment before pulling away. "You might get a reward for that later if you continue to behave." she ventured, not going any farther into what she meant. They checked out, earning a few glances from people at the two of them, but no one seemed to suspect Alex to be anything more than a nervous young girl. The cashier complemented Sarah on how good it was to see a sibling taking such good care of her younger sister. She beamed back. "I love my sister, we're best friends!" she grinned giving him a hug and kiss on the check before ushering him with all his new clothing back out into the car.
Back at home, she wasted no time bagging up all his old clothing and shoes, possessions, books, games, everything. She neatly stocked his new wardrobe, taking great care to show him how to properly organize his new underwear drawer, how to roll up the pantyhose and thigh-highs, and neatly organized his many, many pairs of shoes, heels, flats, boots, even some stilettos. She hug up new posters, and changed most of the furniture to either a neutral sex style, or made it as girly as she was able. His bed for instance was decked out with light pink sheets, and fluffy pillows, his posters taken down and replaced with boy bands, comics replaced with romance novels. It took hours, but by the time she was done, you could hardly tell a boy had ever even lived in this room. Last but mot least, she sat up his makeup stand and mirror, and his new jewelry on the desk, informing him that his lesions on applying make-up would begin tomorrow.
Silently she was kinda thankful that her brother had been such an arrogant brat to everyone. He didn't have a lot of friends, and they lived in a rather private area, it would be easy to keep him isolated as he adjusted to his new status.
Back at home, she wasted no time bagging up all his old clothing and shoes, possessions, books, games, everything. She neatly stocked his new wardrobe, taking great care to show him how to properly organize his new underwear drawer, how to roll up the pantyhose and thigh-highs, and neatly organized his many, many pairs of shoes, heels, flats, boots, even some stilettos. She hug up new posters, and changed most of the furniture to either a neutral sex style, or made it as girly as she was able. His bed for instance was decked out with light pink sheets, and fluffy pillows, his posters taken down and replaced with boy bands, comics replaced with romance novels. It took hours, but by the time she was done, you could hardly tell a boy had ever even lived in this room. Last but mot least, she sat up his makeup stand and mirror, and his new jewelry on the desk, informing him that his lesions on applying make-up would begin tomorrow.
Silently she was kinda thankful that her brother had been such an arrogant brat to everyone. He didn't have a lot of friends, and they lived in a rather private area, it would be easy to keep him isolated as he adjusted to his new status.