Becoming My Twin Sister Chapter Three Complete

Chapter 3

Waking up the next morning, again to the noise of Lilly trashing around in her bedroom like a raging bull, I rub my swore and tired eyes. I still don’t really understand what she’s doing in there!? Having been in her room yesterday, to borrow stuff, it didn’t look messy and unorganized. Still, it almost sounded like she was fighting a dragon in there! Who fights a dragon in their room at seven in the morning!

“Lilly!” I shout with a bang on our adjoining bedroom wall. “Are you winning? Do you need some backup?”

“What!?” I hear her cry back.

A moment of silence follows before my bedroom door swings open with a woosh of air. Lilly stands imposing in my doorway with her hands on her hips and a miffed-off expression. She’s still in her pajamas and her hair is a complete mess. Her unexpected entrance scared the crap out of me. I fearfully sit up in the bed, pulling the covers up to hide my half-naked body.

“Nicholas!” She moans. “Did you use my expensive skin lotion yesterday!?”

“Err, yeah I did,” I answer as I scratch the back of my head. “Is that ok?”

“Nic!” She yells. “You’ve used half the fucking bottle! You know that stuff’s not cheap! Why did you even need it?”

I could feel my face turning red as she stared me down. I didn’t know what to say, I had no excuse and I wasn’t about to tell her the truth. I guess I need to be more careful if this is going to work!

“Err,” I stutter. “I had to save my face, for the interview, so…..”

“Did you need to bathe your entire face in it after!?” she interrupts.

“Ummm, I guess so?” I reply. “Sorry, Lils. I will buy you some more today,” I add as I do my best to defuse the situation.

“Ugh!” Lilly replies as she flicks her messy hair from her eyes. “You better!”

With another sassy hair flick, she turns in the doorway and looks like she’s about to walk off. However, she stops herself and she turns back to face me with an extremely dirty look.

“Next time you decide you want to shave your chest, buy your own darn lotion,” She snorts.

“What?” I innocently pretend not to know what she’s talking about.

“Oh don’t play stupid and think I haven’t noticed” She barks. “I can see your chest bare hairless chest right now!”

I instantly look down at myself. She was right! My covers had fallen and my chest was on full show. Embarrassed, I pull the covers up to my chin and hold them there. I give her an awkward smile.

“Errr,” I reply as I try and come up with an excuse.

Lilly’s face softens and she gives me a forgiving look. “Look, I don’t care what you do,” She says calmly. “I don’t think you’ve got the pecks to pull off the hairless chest look, but that’s your choice. Just don’t use all my lotion…. Ok.”

Not giving a second to answer, she closes my door and stomps back to her room. I really do need to be more careful! Lucky for me, she didn’t notice the pile of her clothes, I’d borrowed yesterday, spread across my floor. Extremely lucky for me that I’d decided against wearing her bra to bed or that she didn’t notice her panties peeking out of that pile of clothes on the floor.

“Argh,” I moan rubbing my face again. “Nicholas, you idiot! Be more careful!”

Now that I’m well and truly awake and with Lilly continuing to make so much noise in her room next door, I decided to get up. Throwing off my bedsheets and stepping out of bed, I soon realize I really needed to go pee! Not wanting to walk around with my hairless legs out, I throw on some sweat pants and hoody that happened to be lying around my room. I was tempted to put Lilly’s underwear on, in the spirit of it all, but I was desperate for the toilet and I didn’t want to spend ten minutes wrestling the bra on.

On my way back from the toilet, I could hear Lilly still making a huge racket within her room. I don’t know how Dad wasn’t thinking of throwing her out on the street too. She must have woken him and Mom up by now! Curious to see if she was indeed fighting a dragon or not, I knock gently on the door and without waiting, poke my head inside her room.

“Hello,” I call out as I spot her leaning over a suitcase on her bed.

“Yes?” Lilly asks without breaking her gaze at the suitcase. Her face looked confused and bemused like she was trying to work out the puzzle of a lifetime. “What?” She asks impatiently.

“Oh… nothing,” I reply as I casually invite myself in and shut the door behind me. “Just wondering what all the noise is about.”

Looking up, from the suitcase, she looks at me with daggers in her eyes. “I’m not fighting a dragon…so don’t make that joke again!” She says harshly

“Sure… sure… if you say so,” I say jokingly, trying to push her buttons. “So what are you doing then?” I ask as I look around the room.

Her room was completely opposite from yesterday. Her closet door was wide open, with outfits half in and half out. Many different outfits and items are strewn around the place haphazardly. I could really move my feet, without stepping on a rejected outfits and shoes. I didn’t realize she had so many clothes! No wonder she didn’t notice what I’d taken yesterday! She probably didn’t even know they were hanging in her closet.

“Are you moving out?” I ask as I look around puzzled at the mess.

Lilly stands up straight and looks around at the mess she had created. “Oh,” She says as she gives me an uncomfortable smile. “I’m packing for my trip, but I guess, yeah I have a little bit of mess.”

“You have,” I smile back as I use the opportunity to scout out potential outfits for my interview.

“Well, when you go away for work, you’ve got to look professional,” She says as she pats down the items she had packed in the case already. “It’s hard being a woman Nicholas. I’ve gotta make sure I’ve got outfits for the day when I’m showing houses and I need outfits, for the nighttime, If we doing any entertaining with clients.”

“Yeah,” I reply back barely listening to her. I was too busy looking for something I could potentially wear.

“I would be easier if I was a guy,” She continues as she shuts the case. “I could wear smart pants and shirts to all my engagements and I wouldn’t need to worry.”

“Yeah, I guess it is easier being a guy,” I say still looking around. I did spot one black dress I was interested in.

“If you ever get a job doing the same thing as me,” she says zipping up the suitcase. “I tell you what, we are doing the old switcheroo. You can put up with all the effort of being feminine and I will just live the easy guy life.”

Looking at her, she did seem a little stressed out. I mean, I only had to plan for my interview, I couldn’t imagine what it would be like to put this much effort into my appearance all the time. I was almost starting to empathize with her about the struggles of being a woman

“Do you think people would notice?” I question as I see my opportunity to ask questions about me dressing female without her suspecting my intentions.

“Errr,” she slurs not expecting me to ask such a question. “I dunno. I guess we are identical twins. I’m sure we’d get away with it some respects,” she grins.

“What do you think would give us away?” I ask, secretly probing for her advice.

She leans her head to onside and gives me a bemused look. A smile then creeps across her face. “I suppose,” she starts giggling. “When with our future partners… I’m sure they’d notice the missing or extra body parts. Kinda a giveaway,” she laughs.

I Give a little chuckle at her joke, trying to act as normal as possible. She, on the other hand, moves towards me and places a hand on my shoulder.

“Why do you ask?” She questions. “You’re not planning to try and take my place here, so you don’t have to get a job…. are you?

“No, no,” I quickly answer back all flustered. “Just making conversation.”

“Sure,” she says unconvinced. “Your planning something and I don’t know how I feel about it.”

“No, really,” I repeat louder. “I was just making conversation.”

“Well look,” Lilly smiles as she pulls me close for a hug. “I’m not going to be here on the morning of your interview. I wish you the best of luck!”

We both still had morning breath and I was acutely aware I smelt a bit whiffy from yesterday, so the hug was a little awkward. I did however really appreciated her support!

“Thanks, Lils,” I say gently into her ear.

She pulls away and gives me a loving smile. “I’d do anything to help, you know what!”

Lilly then lifts her arms and sniffs her armpit. “Ah,” she pouts “I need to go shower.”

Squeezing past me, she opens the door to her room. “Nicholas, don’t lurk in my room while I’m showering. If you do, I’m gonna make you switch places with me….ok!” she jokes as she walks out of the room and closes the door behind her.

“You don’t know how much easier that would make my life!” I quietly mutter to myself. I had to remind myself that she was only joking. That wasn’t a solution to my issue!

Now alone in her room, which had clothes scattered all over the place, I saw a chance to nab an outfit she’s put together. At the bottom of her bed, she’d laid out a smart-looking black dress outfit, the one that took my attention. Tights, heels, a brown belt, and a smart dress looked like the sort of outfit a woman would wear to an interview, so I decided to take it. Stuffing the whole lot under my hoody, including the high heels, I make haste to the safety of my room. As soon as I get back into my room, I hide the outfit under my bed. I knew, once everyone was gone out today and I was alone, I had to try that outfit on!

I knew I had to speed up my transformation! Today was Tuesday. I had today and tomorrow to really nail becoming my sister before the interview on Thursday. If I had any chance of doing it, I had to go, full female, today! I’d potentially now got my interview outfit, which I will try on later, but I’m also going to need a casual outfit for today. After seeing how many clothes she has, I’m sure it wouldn’t be an issue finding something I like. I couldn’t be a chicken about it either. No wussing out and wearing jeans. I had to wear some sort of skirt or dress. I one hundred percent needed to start practicing wearing heels! It was going to be emasculating, but I knew I had to!

With renewed vigor for the day, I just had to wait for everyone to go to work. I knew I could sit in my room and pass the time. Maybe even do some research on casual skirt outfits with heels, so I could get some inspiration. When thinking about it, I felt more enthusiastic than nervous. This was a good sign!

Around nine-thirty, Dad leaves and about ten-thirty, I hear Mom and Lilly get their taxi to the train station. I’d used the time very wisely, I had a good idea what outfit I wanted to go for, but first things first. I had to go shave again. Get rid of the stubble on my face and any hairs popping up elsewhere. I also had to wait for the parcels that I’d ordered to arrive. The tracking said they would arrive around eleven, so I had some time.

I shaved much quicker than the day before and I only used a little of Lilly’s lotion this time. By the time I’d got all clean and dry, my parcels had arrived. I just threw my sweats back on and answered the door. I was massively eager to see what these things were going to make me look like. Running upstairs and into my room, I carelessly discard my sweats. Then standing naked and looking over the three parcels I rip the first one open. My breast forms. They felt so dense. So dense in fact, I was really going to feel these things hanging from my chest. The next was my hip and ass-enhancing underwear. With wider hips and a much bigger behind, surely there would be no telling me and Lilly apart. Last but not least, my wig. I’d spent all of what savings I had left on this wig. Realy human hair, in Lilly’s color and style.

Now I’d got all the pieces to complete my transformation, I started feeling really giddy! I didn’t know where to start. Did I do my makeup first? Did I try out my wig and forms? Or should I go pick my outfit? I felt a little overwhelmed!

Pacing up and down my room, my privates swinging as I move, I try and work out where to start. My instincts tell me it would be easier to start with the makeup. It’s the thing I’m most worried about, seeing as I’ve never done my own before. It wouldn’t be my first time, as Lilly has done it for me many times down the years. Mostly when she asks me to take her place, but I’d never really paid that much attention to what she does. I make my way into her still messy room, which she never cleaned up before leaving, and perch myself in front of her vanity mirror.

The dressing table in front of me was just as messy as the rest of the room. Half-open drawers with stuff sticking out, all sorts of makeup and brushes discarded all over, and oddly enough, many half-drunk cans of soda.

“Lilly…Why?” I speak out in puzzlement as I pick up one of the half-drunk soda’s

Moving them all to onside, so I didn’t spill them, I grab my phone. Loading up the video I’d chosen to follow to help me do my makeup for the first time, I prop my phone up and press play. Rummaging around in her drawers, almost like a private eye, I finally find all the makeup I think I need.

As I looked into the mirror in front of me, one eye on the video and one on making myself pretty, I felt a little weird. I think it was almost like a moment of doubt. If I got the job, how was I going to do this daily without being noticed? How was I going to come home without being noticed? It felt like I was having a real low point.

By this juncture, I’d already done my concealer and foundation and I was moving into eye shadow. I hadn’t felt like this before. I felt dirty. I felt like I wanted to chuck those items I’d brought in the bin and never think of this idea again! Even when I remember why I was doing it, my brain wouldn’t let me turn off those feelings. I didn’t know what was wrong with me, I just felt like I couldn’t do it!

“Arrgghh,” I moan as drop the makeup brush I had in my hand. “What's going on with me!”

I look at my half-made-up face in disgust. Was I doing this because I wanted to be female or is it because I really wanted this job? I couldn’t work it out. I’d never once questioned my sexuality before. Not even when I pretended to be Lilly on those countless occasions. This time it felt different. It was my idea. I wanted to do it. Was my life as a male a complete lie? Did I dress up as Lilly all those times, because I wanted to be her? My head was spinning with endless questions!

I really wish I’d told Lilly about it earlier! I feel like she’d understand me. I felt like she would have been able to help!

“Well too late now,” I say to myself.

Feeling worthless, dirty and a little numb, for evening considering dressing and living as a woman full time, I sit at her dressing table motionless. The silence of the house surrounds me in a depressive vial. Looks like I’m going to accept the fact I’m getting kicked out.

My depression is rudely interrupted as my phone vibrates, with the power of an earthquake on the dressing table. It sounded like a jet engine and it scared the crap out of me. I almost fell off the seat!

“Fucking hell!” I breathe heavily as my heart races. “Who’s this trying to kill me?”

Anxiously reaching for my phone, I swipe it open. It’s a text message from my father. My entire body sinks as I read his message. I was already feeling a little shit, so a snotty message from my over-macho father is all I needed.

“Nicholas, don’t just sit on your lazy arse,” I read out the message, mocking him. “Stop being the disappointment that you are and go get a job! I don’t want to see you in the house later unless you’ve been to an interview,” I continue to read, my voice getting sadder as I do.

In a frustrated rage, I hurl my phone onto Lilly’s bed. Then smack my hand down roughly onto the desk in front of me. So hard, the crash made my ears ring a little.

“Why does he have to be like that!” I complain as I hold my head in my hands. “Why can’t he just give me a break? I’m really trying! I wish he could see!”

Rolling my head in my hands, from side to side. I just make growling noises. I’m so annoyed at how he is with me! He’s never like that with Lilly. Why does he think I’m such a disappointment! I was really starting to think that no matter what I did, I was going to be a disappointment to him.

I lift my head and looking into the mirror at my half-made-up face. I gave my reflection a smile as I started having an epiphany! If he is always going to be like that with me, why would I care what he thinks about what I do! I shouldn’t! If he’s going to be like that, it’s his problem! If I want this job, I should go for it! I should do what I can and If I don’t get it, at least I tried!

I lean over and reach for my phone off the bed. I load up the makeup video, and this time, I’m more determined than ever. I was going to show the old git! Even if that meant I had to be a girl, even if that meant he found out! I wasn’t going to let him feel like he’d won!

I looked at my determined face, and it gave me confidence. I was doing a good job with my makeup. I’ve just gotta keep up the faith!

“Right, time to put my face on!” I say with pride.

Thirty minutes later and I’m finished. I’d gone with a simple smokey eye look. Very light, dark eye shadow with an eyeliner. I’d even done an like a cattail flick, with my eyeliner. With the mascara adding definition to my eyelashes and the muted red lipstick, I looked fucking fantastic! For the first time doing it for myself, I almost looked exactly like Lilly. It was uncanny and I’m very pleased!

“Looking good girl!” I playfully joke and wink into the mirror.

Now that was done, and I was happy, I needed to try on my new forms and wig. Rushing into my room, my tackle still hanging out and swinging like mad as I moved, I scooped them up and made my way back into Lilly’s room. Dropping the forms onto the bed and hanging the wig up, I give a little excited clap.

“Ok, ok…” I say to try and calm myself. “Bra and boobs first, then panties and hip forms.”

Opening Lilly’s underwear draw and grabbing the first bra I see, I do my best to put it on at speed. I did a better job, with this bright red bra than yesterday, but I still need to work on it! Once it was on and I’d adjusted it until it was comfortable, I grab the breast forms and stuff them into the cups.

“Whoa!” I say in amazement as I’m surprised at how real they look.

They matched my skin color almost perfectly. If you weren’t looking for it, you’d never notice that these things aren’t real! I feel the dense weight of them, on my chest and pulling on my bra straps, made them feel so real.

“So this is what it's like to have boobs?” I laugh.

Swaying my chest around, causing the weight of my new tits to bobble around, I couldn’t help but smile. It felt so very weird, having these things bouncing around on my chest! After minutes of playing with my new ‘girls’, I move my attention onto the hip forms. Opening it up, I touch the skin-like material that it is made from. The material felt exactly like what the breast forms are made from.

“How the hell do these go on?” I ask rubbing my hairless chin.

They looked like they’d never fit me. The holes were super thin and extremely tight. Picking up the instructions, I give it a read.

“Realistic skin material,” I read. “Natural female urinating position…..sound lovely,” I joke, trying to work out how to put then on

I soon realize that at the front of the garment, is a small slit. This tiny slit was clearly designed for my penis to poke out when I needed a pee. Coming to that understanding, I felt like I had a good idea of how it went on. Stretching out two of the holes, I stuff my smooth legs in. After some straining and heaving, I manage to get it up and over my arse cheeks. I keep tugging at it, trying to get the rest of it over my stomach, as the instructions said. I could feel the padding around my ass and my hips as I finally get it on. I couldn’t get over how skin-tight it is around my thighs, my ass, and especially around my stomach, sinching it in.

“Fuck!” I exclaim. “I’ve gone full-blown Ken doll!”

It was better than I’d ever expected. My tighs and ass had become visibly feminine-looking. So plump and rounded. My crotch, on the other hand, had gone completely flat! It was almost like I had nothing down there! Just like a Ken doll, my manhood was utterly nonexistent! Completely shocked, I just stare at my very feminine figure in the mirror. Still gawking at my reflection, I pad my hand around the bed looking for my sister's underwear. I just couldn’t take my eyes off my body's insane transformation.

Once I’d found them I slowly pulling up the matching panties. I honestly couldn’t believe the reflection in the mirror! I was no longer me. The reflection was one of an attractive young woman. I was almost sickened by my thoughts of attraction to my reflection. I looked exactly like Lilly but with short hair. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think I was looking at my sister in her underwear, and that would be so gross! Still, that wasn’t the case! I was looking at my transformed feminine body in feminine underwear. Underwear that now fitted me perfectly and held in my supple girly body!

“Goodbye James,” I chuckle as I pose in my panties and bra. “Hello, womanhood!”

I stand, jaw wide open, at my reflection. This was the best, Lilly transformation, I’d ever attempted. I really saw her looking back at me. It just needed the last piece of the puzzle!

Reaching for the wig, I place it gently onto my head. Allowing the hair to fall into my face, I get the cap into a comfortable position on my head. I spend a good twenty minutes brushing and adjusting until I was one hundred pleased with it. The style was slightly different from Lilly’s, but it still looked incredible.

“Hey girl!” I playfully say into the mirror as I flick my hair like a supermodel.

My confidence was now through the roof. It’s just incredible how much I looked like Lilly. I couldn’t even tell the difference anymore. My reflection is no longer me, but that of my sister! I could have messed about posing into the mirror all day, my transformation was that dam amazing, but I knew I still had to get dressed. This wasn’t like yesterday. I didn’t need to worry about what I decided to wear! With this new figure, I’m sure anything would look good.

I spend a few minutes just sifting through her closet, pulling out clothes that I like. Felt weird picking up all different dresses and skirts and wondering if they’d look good on me. I was starting to understand why women spend so much time choosing outfits, it’s really not easy! I didn’t want to wear anything too revealing. I didn’t want my new tits out for all the world to see until I was used to them, but I did want to flaunt my legs. I settle on a long lightweight maxi skirt, with a long slit down the side. It was light green in color and looked very comfortable.

I matched that with a Black band t-shirt, that I found right at the bottom of her draw. Didn’t know she wore things like this, but It was perfect for my needs. It was tight enough around my torso. Tight enough to remind me I had boobs, but completely covered them, so I didn’t have to worry about them being on display.

To complete my look, I wear her black high-top converse and cropped leather jacket. The leather jacket was my favorite part of the outfit. I’d always thought Lilly looked so cool when wearing it! Now it’s my chance to look cool wearing it! I smile and pose into the mirror. I may not have been on-trend, but I liked what I was wearing. I looked bohemian and I loved it!

SO thats chapter 3. His transformation into his sister is complete! In chapter 4, i'm think he will go out into town and either bump into his father or some of Lilly's freinds.

Let me know what you think! :)

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