Sonya's Story Part 8 (Interactive Crossdressing Story)

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Starts just as they are about to go swimming

Part 8

I have to say it was a very surreal moment for me. Here I am, dressed only in a girl's bikini, being embraced by my best friend.

On one hand, I’m pleased that I’ve been able to pull off such a skimpy outfit. On the other hand, for the first time in my life, feeling really self-conscious about how flat my chest is. A very strange thought for a boy my age to have!

Looking over at Lara, she just looks amazing from every angle. I couldn’t help feel, that I looked like a cardboard cut out of a woman, compared to her.

“You ok…?” Matt asks, breaking my train of thought.

“Yeah……,” I answer unconvincingly

Confidently pulling me in closer to him, Matt puts his lips to my ears.

“Stop looking so worried,” he whispers. “For a moment there, I even forgot who you really are.”

“That’s not it,” I reply secretly back to him. “Look how flat my chest is. I feel like I’m going to embarrass you in front of Barry. I’m not exactly as stunning as Lara….am I?”

“Ah…I see…,” Matt says in his normal voice as he allows me to move back from him.

Watching him look me up and down, I can see him silent judging me and my body. I wasn’t best impressed with him at that moment. What was he expecting of me!? I’m doing my best!

“I can see why you’d feel that way,” he says, as he gently touches my shoulder. “Still, you’ll do.”

As his comments land, I felt my face twitch with anger.

“You’ll do…..!?” I repeat back to him, through gritted teeth. “You’ll dooo….??”

“Guys!” Barry calls out from across the living room, interrupting my incoming rage. “Are you guys coming or what?”

“Yeah, coming!” Matt shouts as he grabs his towel and heads in that direction.

Still shocked but his comments, Matt leaves me standing with fumes pouring from my ears.

“Right then…,” I say spitefully as I stomp towards the room we are sharing.

Entering our room, I quickly find his bag and pull out his favorite band T-shirt. Throwing the T-shirt on, it quickly covers my body and acts a little like a dress.

“Let's see how you like this!” I growl as I stretch his t-shirt down to cover as much of my body as possible.

Pleased with my ploy, I smirk and head outside.

As I exit the lodge and head towards the lakefront, I could see the three of them waiting for me. The water looked so inviting. I also loved how the gentle warm breeze felt against my hairless skin and how it played softly with my long hair. Still, I couldn’t be too pleased. I was mad at Matt for his comments.

“Errr….,” Lara points at me, as I join them on the small pier. “Sonya, why are you wearing that t-shirt?”

Matt's mouth drops as he sees what I’m wearing. I knew I was getting to him!

“Does it matter!” Barry says playfully, as he grabs Lara by the waist and picks her up off the ground. “Time to go swimming!”

Laughing and giggling, Lara struggles playfully struggles as Barry moves her to the end of the pier. With Lara screaming with excitement, Barry throws her into the Lake. As she splashes down and quickly resurfaces, Barry cannonballs in to follow her.

I couldn’t help but smile at how cute Lara and Barry are. Barry had always seemed a bit of a dick, but it’s nice seeing how they get on.

That’s when I look at Matt and he’s staring at me with a huge grin on his face. I instantly knew what he was thinking!

“No way…!” I cry out, as I attempt to run away from him.

Quicker to react, Matt has me caught straight away. Holding on to my sides, he easily picks me up off the ground.

“Time to go swimming!” He cries out.

As he throws me off the pier, I hit the water with no grace whatsoever. The still quite cold water hits me like a truck, as my failing body fights against gravity Closing my eyes and mouth tight, I manage to find my feet. Resurfacing with a gasp for air, the water ripples against my chest.

“Matt!” I scream out annoyed, as I cough up swallowed water. “Your such a….,”

Before I can finish my insult, Matt jumps in and causes another splash of water to hit my face. With the water engulfing me, I can’t call him the jerk that he is.

“Matt!!” I scream out once more, desperately trying to get the water and long hair out of my face.

As I manage to regain my vision, I see him standing directly in front of me, smiling like a dope.

“That’s for wearing my T-shirt!” he laughs, as he wades water to be closer to me.

Stopping just in front of me, he helps me remove the last few strands of hair on my face.

“Although,” he continues. “Now that I’ve seen you wearing it, I think you look super cute in it!”

“Shut up!” I reply in frustration. “You’re supposed to be annoyed!”

“No way!” Matt grins. “My girlfriend can wear my shirts anytime!”

With that comment, I sharply thrust my arm through the water. Causing a small wave, I splash water directly into his stupid wide grining face.

“Take that!” I shout as score a direct hit.

Wiping away the water, he looks at me with a playful expression.

“Oh…….,” he says with surprise and joy. “Does this mean…..war!?”

As we splashed each other again and again, I started having a really good time. As I laughed and swam with Matt, I forgot myself and the situation I found myself in. Every so often, Matt would bring himself close and be really touchy-feely with me. I don’t know if it’s just me getting used to it, but the close attention he was giving to me….it was starting to feel…..normal. I kinda felt like I’d miss it if he was to stop.

As the sun started dropping, we all decided to get out of the lake. As I covered my soaking body with my towel, Lara approaches me.

“Hey…,” she says softly as she rings out her wet hair. “So…. are we going to talk about why you felt like you needed to wear this shirt?”

“Oh,” I reply awkwardly. “Don’t worry about it.”

Giving me a look of disbelief, she stands closer.

“Ok then,” she says, locking her arm with mine. “How about this. Let's have a girly night tonight. Just me and you!”

“Sure….?” I answer, unprepared for what a ‘girly night’ might entail.

Arms linked, she starts matching us both back to the lodge.

“Don’t look so worried!” she cheers. “We can do each other's hair and make-up. The boys can cook for us… it will be fun!”

“Maybe I should go get dry and dressed first?” I say concerned that she is not letting me go.

“Nah,” she replies with a waft of her hand. “I’ve got a better idea!”