My Goth Friend Made Me A Girl 29 (5$) Sneak Peek

Alisa: (looks at Nick as he came out hairless)

hmm now you surely look the part of a cute housewife miss shortie.

Alisa: Well about the next step How many boxers do you have?

Nick: (feeling embarrassed) I... I have 7 pairs of boxers.

Alisa: Put them in this box.

Nick feels humiliated but follows Alisa’s order. He goes to his room, takes the 7 pairs of boxers from his dresser, and puts them in the box. He feels very vulnerable.

Alisa: Now, let's go to a women's clothing store. We can buy something for you there.

Nick: (nervously) W-wait, Alisa... a women's store? I can't go there, I'm a man. People will see me.

Alisa: That doesn't matter. (smiles)

Nick feels dread as Alisa ignores his worry. He knows it's pointless to argue, so he agrees to go with her.

When they reach the shop, Alisa talks to a salesgirl and asks her to measure Nick for panties.

Nick’s face turns red with embarrassment as the salesgirl starts measuring him, while Alisa smiles. The salesgirl looks confused but begins measuring his waist, hips, and legs with a tape measure. Nick feels even more uncomfortable as he notices people staring at him.

Salesgirl: (politely) Um, ma'am, you want panties for him?

Alisa: Is there a problem?

Salesgirl: (awkwardly) N-no problem, ma'am. It’s just... unusual for us to measure a man for women’s underwear.

Alisa: Okay, then, please show me some panties in his size.

The salesgirl leads Alisa to the panties display. Alisa looks over the options while Nick stands nearby, still red with embarrassment as other shoppers glance at him.

Alisa picks 7 pairs of panties, from lace to cotton, all very feminine. She looks at Nick with satisfaction, knowing the panties will make him feel embarrassed.

Alisa: Do you want more, Miss Shortie?

Nick: I don’t think it’s nec—

Alisa: (teasing) Oh, come on, my little housewife. I think 8 pairs aren’t enough. Shouldn’t we get more, just to be sure?

Nick swallows, feeling humiliated but knowing he has to agree. He nods slowly.

Nick: (submissively) Y-yes, Alisa. If you think it’s needed, we can get more.

Alisa smiles, happy with Nick’s obedience. She chooses 3 more pairs and adds them to the pile.

Alisa: Let’s go, Miss Shortie.

Alisa takes the panties and goes to the checkout, with Nick following. He feels embarrassed holding the bag of panties, knowing he’ll soon have to wear them.

Alisa: Now, Nick, how about we throw these boxers away? You won’t need them anymore, right?

Nick: (reluctantly) I... I don't think you need to throw them away.

Alisa: Oh, no, Nick. I’m not throwing them away. You are.

Nick glances at the trash can, then back at Alisa, realizing she wants him to toss the boxers himself.

Nick: But Alisa... it’s just for 35 days. Throwing them away doesn’t make sense...

Alisa’s smile fades, her eyes narrowing. Her voice takes on a sharp edge.

Alisa: Excuse me? Did I hear you right? Are you questioning me?

Nick feels a chill run down his spine. He quickly shakes his head.

Nick: (nervously) N-no, I’m not questioning you, I just... I mean, they’re perfectly good boxers, and it’s only temporary...

Alisa steps closer, her gaze fierce.

Alisa: Temporary or not, Nick, you follow my rules. This isn't about logic. It's my choice whatever i want to do with replaced article i will do now proceed or we will be going back to kid section this time.

Nick: you can't be serious Alisa. (looks at Alisa face realises she is actually serious)

Nick swallows hard, realizing there’s no way out. He feels his heart pounding in his chest, and with trembling hands, he reaches for the trash can.

Nick: (hesitant, but slowly moving toward the trash can)

Alisa: (teasingly) You know, if you don’t throw them away, I might have taken you to the girls’ section instead of the ladies' section. Can you imagine all the teasing from teenagers?

Nick shudders at the thought, feeling a wave of humiliation wash over him. He carefully places each pair of boxers into the trash can, trying to avoid Alisa’s gaze.

Alisa: (smirking) With your dainty figure, you know, you might actually fit in better with the girls. Wouldn’t that be something?

Nick’s face turns red as he finishes tossing the last pair of boxers into the trash can. He can barely look up, feeling utterly embarrassed by Alisa’s words.

Alisa: (laughing softly) Look at you, so obedient. I must say, you’re doing a great job living up to your new role.

Nick stands there, feeling completely exposed and humiliated, as Alisa’s teasing continues to sting. He can only hope that this ordeal will end soon and that he can avoid further embarrassment.