Pool Day Fun TG

James had no idea what he was getting into when his sister, Emily, invited him to a pool day. She had been unusually insistent, saying it was a “girls-only event,” but also reassuring him it was “just for fun” and that “no one would care if he tagged along.”

That should have been his first clue.

When James arrived, he was met with the sight of Emily’s friends lounging by the pool, all in bikinis, sipping cocktails, and chatting. The moment they spotted him, the giggling started.

“Uh… hey?” he said, suddenly feeling out of place.

Emily grinned and draped an arm around his shoulder. “Sooo, funny thing… This is actually a strictly girls-only event.”

James raised an eyebrow. “Then why’d you invite me?”

“Oh, don’t worry about that,” one of Emily’s friends, Bella, purred. “We have a solution.”

Before he could react, a group of hands grabbed him, dragging him toward the changing rooms.

“Wait—what?! No, no, I’m good! I’ll just go home—”

“Nope!” Emily chirped. “We’ve already decided. If you want to stay, you have to blend in.”

The door slammed shut behind him.

James sat in a chair, arms crossed as the girls circled him like a pack of hungry wolves.

“Alright,” Bella said, clapping her hands. “First things first—body hair.”

“Wait, what?” James barely had time to process before warm wax was slathered onto his leg. A second later—

RIP.

“AHH! WHAT THE—”

“Stop squirming,” Emily teased, ripping another strip off.

They worked fast, waxing him from head to toe, leaving his skin smooth and soft. James’s protests grew weaker as he realized there was no way out.

Next came the body enhancements.

“Hold still,” Bella instructed, pressing something against his chest. It was… soft? Heavy? Before he could ask, she smoothed glue over the edges, ensuring the large, silicone forms were stuck in place.

James looked down in horror. “Oh, come on—”

“Oh, hush. We’re not done yet.”

A blonde wig was next, carefully glued and styled so it looked completely natural. His reflection in the mirror made his stomach drop. He was unrecognizable.

Then came the makeup.

“Pouty lips, big lashes… oh, we should go for the dewy look!”

James could barely see through the layers of foundation, mascara, and lipstick being applied. His lips were painted a glossy pink, and his eyes were framed with long, fluttery lashes. His eyebrows were shaped, his cheekbones contoured, and by the end of it, he looked like… one of them.

But the final humiliation?

The outfit.

Emily handed him a tiny, white crop top. It was sheer enough to hint at the fake cleavage underneath. Paired with a bikini bottom that barely covered anything, it left him feeling beyond exposed.

“There. Perfect!”

James shook his head. “No way. Nope. I’m not walking out there like this.”

“Oh, you’re not walking.” Emily smirked. “You’re being carried.”

Before he could escape, the girls hoisted him up and marched him straight to the pool.

The second they stepped outside, the entire pool area went silent. The other girls turned, their eyes locking onto the unfamiliar blonde in their group.

Bella grinned. “Ladies, meet our newest member… Jasmine.”

James’s face burned as giggles and cheers erupted around him.

“No. NO. Don’t—”

With a synchronized heave, the girls tossed him straight into the water.

SPLASH.

He came up gasping, hair clinging to his face, water dripping down his fake curves. Laughter exploded around the pool as Emily and her friends high-fived.

James wiped his face, groaning. “I hate all of you.”

Emily winked. “Love you too, sis.”