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Part 9

Gently toweling my wig dry, I watch on as Matt and Barry start really hitting it off.

Laughing and joking around, I couldn’t help but feel a little jealous.

I couldn’t work out why though.

Was I jealous that Matt was getting in with the cool kids? Or was I jealous that Matt wasn’t paying me any attention?

“Earth to Sonya…,” Lara says, snapping me from my thoughts. “They boys seem to be hitting it off….. at last!”

“Yeah…,” I reply quietly.

“So, about my idea?” Lara asks, waving her hand in front of my vision. “I was thinking I could give you a makeover?

“A makeover?” I question, half listening and half gawking at Matt.

“Sounds fun right?” Lara says grasping hold of my hand. “I wanna make you feel good about your body. I hate that you’ve felt the need to wear that T-shirt.”

The soft gentle touch of her hand shocks me out of my trance. I look at her with my full attention.

“You really don’t have to do that,” I say, slowly lowering the towel away from my head.

Allowing the towel to drop to my side, I continue staring at Matt and Barry.

Lara turns her head to look in the same direction I am.

“You wanna spend more time with Matt….?” She asks me, clearly disappointed. “I understand.”

“I feel like he’s leaving me behind,” I comment, about to walk over in his direction.

“Sonya,” Lara says abruptly, tightening the grip on the hand she’s holding. “I err…..”

“Are you ok?” I ask, instantly turning to look at the worry on her face.

Lara swiftly turns her face away to look in another direction. I didn’t need to be a real female to work out something was bothering her.

“What's wrong?” I ask.

Turning her face to give me a very quick look, I could see her eyes are red. She looks like she’s about to cry.

“It’s nothing,” Lara replies, rubbing at her face.

Turning to look back over my shoulder, I could see Matt and Barry messing around still. Laughing and joking with not a care in the world.

It really had me feeling jealous.

“I just really need to talk,” Sonya says, regaining my attention.

Still not looking at me, I could see her shoulders sagging. Did she want to hang out with me so she could tell me what was bothering her?

“Do you wanna……,” I reply, looking back at Matt and the fun I’m potentially about to miss out on.

Not finishing my sentence, I look back at Lara and she’s looking at me with a frown.

Giving her an awkward smile in return, I throw the towel over my shoulders.

“Let's go make me over!” I grin, gripping her hand tightly and pulling her in the direction of the cabin.

“Thanks,” Lara whimpers, with me pulling Lara towards the cabin.

The boys didn’t even notice us going inside! The two of them had found a football and had started chucking it about.

Not something I could take part in currently, and that made me a little sad. My wig could fall off or worse, my package could pop out!

As for me and Lara, we both enter the cabin and head for her room.

“I should really change first,” I say, letting go of her hand and turning in the direction of my room.

“Please come with me,” Lara says, with me a desperate look. “As I said, I do want to make you feel good about yourself and I’ve got clothes you can borrow.

Lara gently takes hold of my hand and pulls me in the direction of her room. I stare at the door to my room, as it gently disappears out of sight.

Entering her room, worry has started to creep in. We’d got lucky with the whole swimsuit issue! A makeover might be pushing it too far!

With Lara closing the door behind us, I stand nervously to one side. Rubbing my arm, I start to imagine what she’d say if she found out my secret!

“Sorry for getting all teary just now,” Lara says, throwing herself onto the bed. “I know we haven’t known each other that long, but I don’t have a lot of close friends Sonya.”

Scrunching my face in disbelief, I move over to the bed and perch myself on the side.

“That’s not true,” I answer, shaking my head. “You’re the most popular girl in school. How do you not have friends?”

“You go to our school?” Lara questions, sitting up on the bed. “I don’t recall ever seeing you around,” she continues with a confused expression across her face.

Going bright red, my eyes widen as I try to think of an explanation.

“Yeah…….,” I reply awkwardly, “Err, I guess that’s because I’m the year younger than you guys.”

“You’re lucky,” Lara replies, nodding in acceptance of my explanation. “Girls in my grade are awful. Yeah, they want to hang out with me, but they are all so fake. I hate it!”

“Oh,” I comment, not really knowing what to say.

Sliding across the bed, Lara sits next to me.

“I think you’re the first girl I’ve met who isn’t trying to please me constantly,” she says, giving me a smile. “You’re not like other girls!”

“No, I’m not like other girls,” I awkwardly comment back, shutting my legs tight.

“Can I tell you something?” Lara asks, getting up off the bed. “Barry just pressured me into doing stuff, while we were swimming.”

“He did?” I ask, watching Lara get fresh underwear from her case. “What things and what did he say?”

“You…..know……..,” Lara flippantly comments, getting undressed in front of me without any issues of me being in the room. “I said I’m not ready.”

Looking away as Lara gets decent, she laughs at my reaction.

“You’re so shy,” she giggles, “I’m sure my body is nothing you haven’t already seen before.”

“Sorry,” I bashfully reply, tucking hair behind my ear. “Just not used to it, is all.”

Giving me a big smile, she pulls out a tank top and quickly throws it on. Still not having any bottoms on, she comes and sits next to me on the bed.

“Anyways….,” she says, continuing her tale. “That’s not what I’m upset about. Recently he’s been asking a lot. This time, however, he kept looking over at you.”

“At me!?” I yell out, shocked and embarrassed. “But why? I’m a bo…..”

Instantly realizing what I was about to tell her, I bite my tongue. Blood rushes to my cheeks as I look down at the floor in panic

“You’re a…….?” Lara asks, leaning in towards me.

“I’m ugly compared to you?” I say, hoping she accepts that answer.

“Stop it!” Lara says, tapping at my knee with her fingers. “I would never think that!”

“Sorry,” I answer, sighing a breath of relief.

“That’s ok,” Lara continues, “He just kept telling me how cute you are. How he thinks Matt is not good enough for you. I don’t know if he was trying to make me jealous, but he kept saying you needed a real man.”

“You serious?” I ask with real concern. “Why would he say those things!?”

Getting up off the bed, Lara struts around the room nervously.

“I’m not sure,” she says, biting at her nails. “I think he’s trying to make me jealous. Trying to force the issue.”

“Trust me,” I say with a wide smile. “I’m not his type!”

“Thanks, Sonya,” Lara replies, standing on the spot and giving me a smile. “I wasn't sure if I should tell you our not, but us girls gotta stick together….right?”

“Yeah….us girls,” I comment back with a hint of sarcasm. “What are you going to do then?”

Moving over to her vanity mirror, Lara picks up a hairbrush.

“Give you a makeover!” she beams, holding the hairbrush! “I thought if we are doing girly things, he couldn’t pressure me tonight.”

“Oh…….,” I reply, now understanding why she was so desperate for me to join her.

“I hope that’s ok!” Lara says, looking at me worried. “I didn’t mean to use you like that. I know you wanted to spend time with Matt.”

Waving my hands around, I give her a big smile.

“Nah it’s cool,” I reply. “Maybe I should go change out of this damp swimsuit first thought….huh?”

Getting up from the bed, I remember that I’d left my clothing in her ensuite toilet. That was going to make getting dressed easier. I could change away from her.

“Hey,” Lara says, stopping me from going into the toilet. “You wanna borrow my push-up bra?”

Annoyed that I got so close, only for her to stop me, I turn to face her.

“Here,” she says holding out a black bra.

Forcing it into my hands, I look down at the lacey underwear she's given me.

It looked just like a normal bra, but the cups were much thicker and padded. It also looked a couple of sizes bigger than I was used to wearing.

“Thanks,” I say, holding it up to my face.

“Oh, here's the matching bottoms,” Lara continues, handing me some black briefs. “I don’t mind if you change in the toilet.”

“If that’s ok,” I reply, almost sighing with relief.

“Sure thing babe!” Lara answers, giving me a thumbs up. “I’ve got a dress in mind that I think will look super cute on you. I will pass that through to you too.”

Giving her a nod, I open the door to the bathroom and head inside.

With the underwear she’d given me in hand, I look down at the pile of clothing I’d left in here earlier.

Locking the door behind me, I quickly turn to look at myself in the mirror.

My makeup had really started to fade. Swimming in the lake wasn’t going to have helped!

It might actually be a godsend that Lara is saying she will give me a makeover. At least that way I can look super feminine again.

Slipping off my damp swimwear, I throw it into the sink to dry.

Looking down at my gaff, which is very damp from swimming, I decided to keep it on. It’s been doing such a good job of hiding everything, I see no reason to take it off.

Sliding on the black briefs Lara gave me, I quickly move onto clasping myself into the bra.

Looking down at the large cups on my chest, I giggle at how silly they look so empty.

“Sonya,” Lara says tapping on the door. “Let me pass through the dress.”

Turning the lock, I slightly open the door enough for her to pass it through. Closing the door again, satisfied that she didn’t see me in just this underwear, I hold the dress up.

It’s very light and made from very soft thin material. Completely jet black, the dress is short and has three-quarter length sleeves.

“Do you like it?” Lara calls out, asking through the closed door. “It’s my favorite skater dress!”

Without answering her, I unzip the back and pull it over my head.

As I put my arms through the holes, the entire dress clings to me tightly. It's especially tight around my chest and stomach.

Looking down, the push-up bra she’d given me was really giving me natural-looking curves.

Unable to zip it back up, I open the bathroom door.

“Lara,” I call, embarrassed that I can’t get it up. “Can you help?”

Bouncing into the room, she looks me up and down at smiles. Placing her hands on my shoulders, she gently turns me on the stop.

“Here you go,” she says, zipping the dress up. “You’ve actually got pretty wide shoulders for such a petite girl, haven't you?”

Standing directly behind me, she smiles at me through the mirror reflection.

“See,” she says, placing her hands on my sides. “This dress really sucks in your center.”

Moving her hands higher up and near to my armpits, she continues.

“Push up bra and a  high neckline dress,” she says, “Really makes your chest look more natural. Don’t you think?”

I had to agree with her! From every angle I looked, it just looked so real!

Now moving her hands down my sides and towards the lacey skirt

“The length really shows off your best asset,” she giggles, “Those lovely long legs!”

Standing and gawking at my reflection for a few more seconds, I really fall in love with it. The crossdresser in me was thrilled! Such a simple item and it worked on my body so well!

Grabbing my hand, Lara then pulls into the other room. Sitting me down in front of the vanity mirror, she starts bouncing my hair.

“I’m thinking curls!” she says, grabbing for the brush she picked up earlier.

As sit in the chair, allowing Lara to do her thing, we idly chit-chat. With her doing my makeup and curling my hair, we talk about films and TV shows.

Good thing for me, she’s into a lot of the stuff I’m into.

After about two hours, Lara steps back away.

“SO CUTE!” she gleefully cheers.

I had to agree with her again. The bouncy tight curls she’s managed to put into the wig are super cute. Coupled with the pristine makeup job she’d done, I look incredible.

“I can’t believe that me in the mirror,” I gush, bouncing my long curls. “It’s unreal!”

“See,” Lara says proudly. “I told you I’d make you feel good about yourself!”

“I do,” I answer with genuine surprise. “I actually feel pretty!”

Pouting into the mirror, our fun is rudely interrupted by a hungry belly growl. It was so loud. Lara looks at me and giggles.

“Why don’t you go grab some snacks,” she says, “I will find us a film to watch.”

I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face as I moved around. The bounce of my curls and the sway of the dress.

It gave me such a confidence boost knowing I was rocking the outfit I was wearing!

By this time in the evening, the sun had gone down. As I wandered into the kitchen living area, the lights were off.

Still being able to see with the ambient light, I open the cupboards looking for any sort of snack. Brushing the hair from my face, I find finally find a pack of chips.

“Wow!” A voice says, startling me. “You look so hot!”

With my heart racing, I turn to see Barry right up close behind me. The grin on his face was almost a little worrying. He was looking at me like I was a tender juicy steak.

“Oh h-hey Barry,” I say, moving back to give myself so space. “Is Matt ok?”

Backing into the kitchen counter, I find him pushing up towards me and trapping me.

Placing his hands gently onto my sides, I try to wriggle away.

“Sonya,” Barry whispers, pushing his body against mine. “I’m so turned on by you.”

“Huh!” I answer, desperately trying to push his hands off me.

Not able to wriggle free and with Barry’s hands working their way up my sides, he leans his face towards mine.

I look up at him, terrified. I couldn’t believe what was happening!

“I think you like me too,” he says, so close to my face I could smell his breath. “It’s just us in here right now. Let me show you how much you’ve been driving me wild.”

Without warning, Barry forces a kiss onto my lips.

I stand still, shocked and unable to move!

With him kissing me and rubbing my body, a voice shrieks out from behind us.