Impatient Sister 5

“Wow! You almost look as bomb as I do, sis. If you start working out soon, then I might have some competition” Kenna said, staring at my naked body. “You’re not helping. Also, why do you have to just stare at me like that?” I said, fumbling with the jeans she gave me. “Well, I’d help you put the jeans on, but you seem capable. You’re a big girl now” Kenna said giggling. I quickly fit myself into the jeans, so that I could escape the embarrassment that was having my sister watch me change. I’m not going to lie about how I really feel. When I slid the pair of jeans up my waist, I began to feel a strong sense of happiness. “Look at you go, Julie. How does it feel to be wearing your first pair of jeans?” Kenna said, circling me. “I-I don’t really like them...” I said, doing my best to lie. “Oh! Come on, sister. Don’t lie to me. I can see right through you, and I know for a fact that you’re enjoying this. Whatever. You’ll come around sooner or later. Now then. I want you to try on this bra and blouse” Kenna said, tossing me the clothes. “Do I have to change in front of you again?” I said, creeping slowly towards the bathroom. “Well, not really” Kenna said, looking at the ground, “I’ll let you though if you beg on your knees”. “Woah! Are you kidding me? I am not going to do that” I said, crossing my arms and shaking my head. “You have to. You don’t know how to navigate your way around this new feminine world by yourself” Kenna said, looking at me with a smile on her face, “I can help you out in more ways than you can imagine, but you have to get on your knees for me”. She was right. I didn’t have anyone to turn to. If I wanted to proceed, then all I had to do was get on my knees and beg my sister to let me use the bathroom. “Fine. I’ll do it, I said, feeling my knees get weak, “If this is what will make you help me, then so be it”. Kenna’s face lit up as both my knees hit the floor. “There ya go, Julie. Just look at me in the eyes, and tell me how bad you want it” Kenna said, doing her best not to giggle, “Go on now”. I felt slightly embarrassed at first, but then all the negative thoughts faded after I realized that this wasn’t as bad as I thought. The second I looked up and made eye contact with Kenna, she lost it. “OMG! I can’t believe you right now, Julie! Just look at you. Like, was it really that easy for me to get you to do something so awkward? You need to toughen up and learn to say no” Kenna said, in between her giggling, “If you ever come across a boy who tells you to do something like that, I want you to tell them no. Got it?”. “I couldn’t believe it. My sister really made me do all this just to prove a point. Regardless, she was right. I had to learn to say no. In the future, this lesson would prove to be useful... All thanks to my sister’s twisted sense of humor...

“Well now, are you going to try on the bra and blouse I gave you without making a big scene about it?” Kenna said, pointing to the clothes with a giant Victoria’s Secret logo on both of them. “Fine” I said, slowly taking off my shirt and tossing it to the floor “This thing is so tight, do you not have anything bigger?” “I don’t, you’ll just have to manage until we go shopping together someday”, Kenna said, watching me struggle to put the bra on “It’s easier if you relax a little bit. You look like you’re trying to fight the bra.” “Well, this is my first time doing this, so I don’t want to hear it Kenna” I said, adjusting the bra until it was nice and snug around my chest “There? Is that right? I can’t really tell. Like, it feels a little tight, but I don’t know.” “It should be fine. Thankfully you’re not that all that busty, so all you have to do now is try on the blouse” Kenna said, watching me shift the bra around. Putting on the blouse was much a quicker action, and in no time at all, I had a complete outfit. “OK. It looks nice, but we’re definitely missing something here”, Kenna said as I started posing in the mirror “We need to pick out a pair of shoes, some jewelry, do your hair, and add some makeup. We should’ve begun with makeup, but we can still make this all work.” “Wow! That’s a lot of stuff to do. Are you sure we aren’t going to be late to the party?” I said, turning around and giving Kenna a worried look. “It’s fine. We don’t have to be there super early. We’ll just make sure to show up when everyone’s there”, Kenna said, getting up and walking to her closet “I really want to see you in a pair of heels, but I’m scared you’ll end up falling over. We’ll start you off with something simple, like these sandals” “Sandals sound good. The last thing I’d want is to break my ankle trying to walk in a pair of heels for you”, I said, taking the pair of shoes Kenna gave me and trying them on, “What size are these? Did you just buy these?.”  “Your feet shrunk when you changed into a girl, remember?” Kenna said, reminding me of the transformation, “I bought them a while ago and didn’t really like the way they looked, so that’s why I’m letting you try them on.” “That makes a lot of sense. I keep forgetting that I’m not a guy anymore” I said, doing a practice walk around the room “These are really comfortable. If my toenails were painted, I think that it would match the whole outfit. Don’t ya think?” “Look at you now, sis. We’re making progress a lot quicker than I thought we would. Let’s do your makeup now”, Kenna said, leading me into the bathroom “OK. I’m going to do your makeup this first time around because I don’t want you going out looking like a clown.” “That’s cool. Do your thing” I said, watching Kenna take a handful of makeup brushes and makeup out from a drawer “So, what kind of look are we going for today. Something flashy? Simple?” “We’re going to go with a simple look today. I’d bring out the colorful eyeshadows, but it’s not some fancy party or something” Kenna said, taking some foundation and applying it to my face with a sponge “Once you get the hang of makeup, you’ll be unstoppable.” It was so therapeutic to have Kenna do my makeup while we talked about different topics. In the past, I used to never see eye to eye with my sister, but now, things were different. To be honest, I kind of looked up to her. She was very pretty, and it motivated me, in a way, to be a better version of myself. “Why don’t you have a boyfriend, Kenna. You have a fantastic personality. I figure a nice girl like you has no problem around boys” I said, watching Kenna clean off a makeup brush in the sink with a smile on her face. “Well, I know this may not be the answer you want to hear, but it’s complicated. Being in a relationship requires effort from both people. I’ve been with quite a few guys in the past, and they were all jerks. I can’t force someone to be a good person ya know. We’ll start off nice at a party and have an interesting conversation, but then, things just tend to fall apart. You can have the best personality in the world, but if the other person isn’t on the same page you are, then things won’t work...