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Two sibblings, one brat (Wolfy x Epicgirl)

James breaths came in shorter bursts, he had to pace himself, feeling the limitations the corset put on his lung expansion and adjusting to the feeling before looking through the clothing. Jeez, did April have to bring out the skirts? Still, he thought about his sisters challenge. Make him live like a girl huh? He thought about before... maybe if April was pleased with how he acted he'd get to have more fun like before, his eyes wandered Aprils corseted little figure, mouth watering at the sight of it. He could imagine what it would be like to have his head between her thighs, his tongue lapping at her slit, hands around grasping her buttocks. He shook the idea away quickly, trying not to give away his thoughts. No way he could let her know how much sway she was already starting to have over him. Not now.

"So what do you want to see me in April?" he asked, voice soft and mild, not a hint of arrogance in it.
 
April looked at him with a small smile. She looked through the clothes and then pulled out some skinny jeans and a smallish shirt "well lets try these first" she said as she looked at him. She still didn't know about all his thoughts he had about her, so she still acted the same
 
James took the jeans in his hands, frowning. He looked behind him at his bottom, these would hide little of the cute round tush nature gave him, and with the corset squeezing his waistline, his hips and bottom would be more prominent. He gulped, he really would have the figure of a girl. Biting his lip he stuck a foot in one of the jeans , then the other, shimmying them up his legs before snuggling with the material. Umping he wiggled and jumped around trying to squeeze his bottom into the tight, unforgiving material before finally slipping them up to his waist, nearly toppling over in the process. He gulped looking behind him and seeing his round little bottom popping out. "They're really tight April...." he pouted slightly.
 
April raised an eyebrow and said "yep I know they are tight since I wear them so much" she pointed out as she looked at him. She looked at him and said "they show your cute little ass to" she said with a small smirk, reaching around to squeeze his ass cheek
 
Squeaking and jumping at the feel of her hands grabbing his plump little ass, James quickly batted her hand away, giving her a look. "What if other people are looking at my ass! They'll think I'm a girl and gawk at me!" he complained not really getting the point that being treated like a sexual object was one of the hassles an attractive girl had to struggle with every day. His face paled at the thought of guys starring at his ass.
 
April raised her eyebrow and said "well then maybe you will see what its really fucking like to be a girl" she said as she looked at him "so you will have to get used to it" she said
 
James fumed at her, his temper flaring up. "That's not fair! I'm not actually a girl, I don't like the thought of guys looking at my ass!"
 
April narrowed her eyes and grabbed him "your going to do as I say because I' swear I will fucking show everyone those photos" she growled lowly as she looked down at him
 
"Don't tell me you're not flattered when a guy hits on you." he sneered back, not able to stop himself from mouthing off. "I'm not wearing these jeans and that's final!" he shouted, yanking his arm free and folding both arms over his chest glaring at her. It never occurred to him she couldohave dressed him far worse, at least some guys wore skinny jeans more often than you saw males wearing skirts or dresses. And even if he totally did make a believable girl, tight jeans went nearly as revealing as short skirts or dresses. The little twerp didn't realize just how easy he had it starting out with jeans.
 
April glared at him and shoved him against the wall "well you you prefer some fucking short shorts or skirts? Or maybe a dress?" She growled as she glared at him "and sure, I love it when pervs try to fuck me while I work, thats so fun when they drink and then kiss me before trying to take my fucking clothes off" she shouted as she looked at him, now pissed off
 
James' face fell as she thew him around and yelled at him He could see her eyes ablaze as they bored into his skull. He swallowed hard, thinking for a moment. "Then why don't you quite your damn job rather than just complaining?" he asked, a little bit of fire from his voice now. He was banking on the fact that she was enjoying this a far more than she was showing -- enough to not actually show the photos unless she absoutly had to. James though, still hadn't considered how hard it would be with short skits and dresses, both with leers he would receive -- his legs and ass looked great in a pair of tight jeans, they'd be downright juicy in a skirt or dress, or the fact that he had quite a bit more of a surprise for a guy if they got to curious.
 
April glared at him and said "because I need money for my friends for that holiday, but you fucking steal it" she growled as she looked at him. April watched him and said "but your too fucking immature to understand that"
 
"It's not as if I even took that much at a time, you barely even missed it for ages!" he told her point blank, shrugging his shoulders, but a lot of the fight seemed to have gone out of him, his voice was more of a whine than aggressive. Catching another sight of himself in the mirror, he had to admit it was starting to be kinda difficult even keeping his own legendary arrogance around.
 
April glared at him "just shut up you asshole" she growled as she looked at him "your going to learn about being a girl as planned" she growled as she looked at him
 
"But why do I have to wear these tight jeans!" he raised his voice, looked exasperated, and just kinda whining like the brat he was now. He turned around to show off every curve that was highlighted by the snug material. "You wear loose jeans sometimes, why I cant I wear that?"
 
"Because men wear them too, do you want to wear a skirt?" She asked as she looked at him "now if you dont shut up I will make you, because soon your going to get a makeover"
 
James choaked on his own air for a moment. "I"M GOING TO GET A WHAT?" he looked at her like she was crazy. "Uh, I think you've gone a little off this time sis. I don't know what's entirely involved in a makeover but I hardly think you're going to get that out of me."
 
April looked at him and said "well do you want people to think your just a guy in womens clothing?" She asked sarcastically, now just getting fed up of dealing with him
 
James thought this over for a moment before biting his lip and hanging his head a little. "Sorry April..." he said softly before looking up. "What exactly is involved in a makeover? What are you planning on doing to me?"
 
April loosened her grip slightly "a haircut and style, shave, make up and maybe some other stuff if needed" she said as she looked at him. She sighed a little and let go
 
James raised an eyebrow, then looked at himself in the mirror. She wasn't going to let up on this -- and the idea of someone catching him dressed up as a girl was terrifying. Still it would only be for a little while at most he assumed, and he still thought April was blowing the whole thing about it being more difficult as a girl thing out of proportion. He'd show her otherwise, he was sure of it. "Fine." he said with a sigh. "When do we start?"
 
April and James spent a few hours going through her old clothing, trying on outfit after outfit on him, seeing what fit and what wouldn't, and what outfits he could use of her's that she'd outgrown or no longer liked. She helped him box up his boy clothing from his room and take it down the basement, every last article of clothing, before putting what she'd decided on loaning him back into his room. In the end he ended up with several pairs of panties. some bras, two ankle length dresses and several knee length. Although what worried James the most were the mini skirts she'd loaned him, five pairs of eye catching skirts that would leave him little room for error if he was out in public.

She'd taken him into the bathroom and shown him the basics of shaving, how to be sure to apply a lot of lotion or cream before attempting a shave. She'd been kind enough to let him use their fathers electric razor the first time, letting him get most of it with little difficulty, but he was clear on the fact he'd be shaving every morning with a regular razor, from ankle to waist -- and when he complained, he was reminded with a glare that girls put a lot of effort into looking good, and it was just something he was going to have to get used to.
 
April had rather enjoyed going through her old clothes and letting him try them on. She found it rather fun when she got to take away all the man clothes, even if it was a little cruel. April then taught him how to shave and stuff. She looked at him and said "you will get used to it"
 
James was quick to shimmy his newly smooth and silky legs back into a pair of jeans, both because of the strangeness of how they felt shaven and loationed up, and because he found that it was a bit cooler without his body hair. He caught himself examining how he looked in the mirror, -- if he didn't know any better he'd swear that at least for now, from the bottom up in those jeans he was looking at a pair of nice legs and a juicy ass. Had he always had a round little bottom or was it just the jeans? Either way he couldnt help but blush a little at the sight of his bottom in those jeans again.
 
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