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This year, for Halloween, I am going to be Superman. Jenna likes
Superman. I like Jenna. I will impress her to no end. I might not have
all the goods, but the super clothes make the Superman. My plan is
failsafe. I am her idol. She will be putty in my hands-of-steel. I might
not have been able to talk to her since the beginning of school, but as
Superman, I will fear nothing.
I have got it all planned. Although I could not afford the real super-
suit, using my super-skills at eBay and the rest of the internet, I have
the cape, the body stocking, the red underwear, boots ... the whole
suit. I wish I had more skill at sizing and knowing clothes, but from
what I read, every piece I specifically picked to enhance my build. You
see, I am lean, lanky boy. Toned, not fat, but no real muscles. I am
even going to cut my black hair short like Superman's. I love my mane,
but ... Anything for the girl of my dreams. Plus, no longer will the
kids at school harass me, as I will be the Man of Steel, handsome and
strong.
It is taking forever though. Halloween is just 3 days away and the
package has yet to arrive. I guess that is what I get with free
shipping.
The door bell rang. The package has arrived. Gangway, here I come!
Hmmm, things do not look as I recall on the internet. I was hoping for
more what-you-see-is-what-you-get. Hopefully the sizing is right.
OK, first the blue body stocking. I strip down to only my boxers, and
put the body stocking on. The blue Lycra is tight-fitting. I was hoping
it would be more muscle-enhancing, rather than smoothing. My boxers
bunched up. Those will have to go. One more try. A little embarrasing,
as it is tight. It brings out my growing groin and all. Uh, oh. Better
put on something to avoid staining the body suit. One more try. My
tighty-whities. Man, you can see them outlined. Man, gotta do something
about that. Maybe later. Hmm, right color and all, but the scoop neck,
almost off the shoulders, is not very manly. I guess I should have
checked to see if they had one that had a collar.
Maybe the cape will be able to cover it up. The cape is good, but needs
to attach to the body suit. Tying it around my neck looks a little
hokey.
Well now the red super pants. Spanx are for girls? Where was my head?
Bought it, gotta try. Pulling up the spanx over my legs, adjusting them
over my butt. Tight fit. More lift and separate. Pulls on my groin.
Fu...I got a girl's butt now. This is ridiculous. I am ridiculous. What
a waste of money and time. No costume, no Man of Steel, no girl!
I broke out sobbing uncontrollably. I can't help it. I have lost the
girl of my dreams, and I have not even talked to her. Head down, I did
not notice my sister walk in until she put her hand on my back and asked,
"What's wrong?"
I sat up, hugged her, wiped my eyes and said, "Look at my super-outfit,
it is a complete loss. I am sooo devastated."
"You do look ridiculous. You should have asked for my help." She said it
honestly, but with love. "I could have told you, you do not have the
super-physique, but I wanted to let you try it. You might have been able
to carry it off had you gone with the more standard male costume. They
really aren't that expensive. I bet with the amount of stuff you bought,
you could have bought a real suit." She looked me over. I could see her
eyes grow wide and stare at my underwear. "Spanx???!!!! My God! How dim
are you???" She burst out laughing.
I had to laugh too. I was quite pathetic. "Sis, it was the closest thing
I could find. It was the right color, and I thought it was the right cut.
And I was looking for something that would shape me to be not so flabby."
She hugged me again, and said, "Well, points for trying. What are you
going to do now?"
Glumly, I retorted, "I dunno. Certainly not be Superman. No money to buy
another costume. Guess I'll go as a Wizard like last year."
"And the year before that, and the year before that. Dull, dull, dull!
You really need to break out. Otherwise you'll never get noticed. You
hide so much in the background, you might as well be the Invisible
Man." She smiled as she said that. Her eyes then lit up. She had an
idea.
"What is it sis?" I knew that look. Her evil grin gave me the chills.
"One sec," she said as she ran out the room. She came back with
something red in her hand and a comic book.
"Whatcha got Sis? I think I do not like this."
She held up the Supergirl comic book, showing me the similarities in the
costumes. She held up her red pleated mini-skirt.
"Come on. For once, break out of your routine. It's Halloween. My God,
it does not mean you're gay. It's just a costume. It'll be fun. And
before you decide, since we got everything here anyways, let's just have
some fun playing dress-up. You always have your Wizard costume for
Halloween. For now, let's just try it."
"Seems innocent enough. Let's do it. What first?"
"Well, first, change out of your tighty-whites. You definitely do not
want lines. You will have to do something with your wee-willie there. No
don't say no, put these on."
She gave me her black thong. I looked back at her shaking my head, with
my jaw dropped. She only rolled her eyes, turned her back and said,
"Come on, don't be a baby. Just put it on or let's forget about it. If
you aren't going to do it right, stay invisible. No one will ever notice
you."
My mind raced to Jenna. I definitely wanted to be noticed. And if my
sister who is a real girl thinks it is a good idea, maybe Jenna will
too. I now was committed. As my sister's back was turned, I ducked into
the walk-in closet and pulled off my clothes. I put on the thong. First
inside-out, then backwards, then right. Although there was not much
material to work with, I was able to tuck things away neatly. The strip
of velvety satin between my cheeks, the air, made me feel very sexy. I
ran my fingers along the cloth, perhaps for too long as my sister called
out, "Everything OK?".
I answered, voice cracking, "Yeah, uh-uh, just took a little longer than
I expected to figure it out." I put on the body suit then turned around.
I then noticed my sister could see me in the window reflection. I
blushed.
She noticed, saying "It's OK. It will feel different. I guess you enjoy
the feel?"
I could only gush, "Yeahhh!" The body suit clung tightly as usual, this
time without any lines and no bulge in the groin. It gave me a very flat
tummy and front, however my butt was a little flat.
She handed me the Spanx. I pulled them on and my butt was more shapely
now. It separated my cheeks and pulled my butt up just enough. Not
Jenna's butt I thought, but nice. My sister again noticed, and stated,
"It could be nicer if you did some exercises too. I'll show them to
you." She smiled. I did too. The skirt was next and fit well. I guess we
were close in size. I looked at myself in the mirror. I felt strange to
be wearing girls clothes in front of my sister, but she was so
nonchalant and friendly, it seemed normal.
The clothes were comfortable and flattering, so who was I to complain? I
looked at my sister as she was intent on figuring out if things were
fitting. She caught my eye and we smiled together. Sharing the moment, I
said, "I really love you Sis."
She smiled too. "I love you too you Bonehead. Now put on your boots.
That'll help the shape of your legs and butt too."
The calf length red boots fit well. They had a 2" heel that made me
wobble for a little until about the 4th lap around the room. My sis
pinned the cape to collar around the body stocking and asked "What do you
think?"
"I like. Not sure if I will got out like this. But this was fun. Thanks
Sis!"
I could tell she wanted to do more, but did not want to push. "Sure. If
you want me to complete you, I could do a heck of a job. You know, since
you said you were going to cut your hair, we could have some more safe
fun. Whatever I do to your hair you would cut it anyway. It's not very
risky."
I couldn't say no. I was too much in the moment. "Sure, we've gone this
far. Why not some more?"
Not knowing what I gave her permission for, she was very excited. "It's
best you strip down. Put on these sweats and this old shirt. No sense in
getting hairs on your costume," she said as she went into her bathroom,
pulling lots of products from the shelves and drawers. I stripped down,
leaving on the thong. I put on her pink sweats and princess top, staying
in the moment. I felt too perky and gushy to stop. She said, "I'm glad
you're getting into it. It makes for more fun, Sis." I was beyond my
normal self now, fully letting go, "Glad to be here, Sissy. Call me
Kara, as I am Supergirl."
"OK Kara. Let's rinse your hair before I cut and style and stuff. I'll
highlight it a bit." She smiled brightly. With my head in the sink and
the running water, bent over with the thong tugging, I just let go. I
sat in her chair, and let her go to work. She put cucumbers on my eyes,
turned on some music, and said, "Just relax". It took a while. I enjoyed
it, but I must have dozed off though. I awoke with her putting the
finishing touches on my hair.
When I looked in the mirror, my jaw dropped, my eyes grew wide. "OH MY
GAWD!" I screamed. My hair was now blonde. No black, no highlights, all
blonde!
My sis stepped back, a little unsure. She eeped out a, "So, how do you
like it? It's nice right?"
I ran my hands through it, and gulped. "It is just that I did not expect
it to be blonde. It is so different than what I am used to. And the
style. Very girly. I don't know what to say!"
Sis explained, "Well, I know I said highlights, but I saw the comic, and
Supergirl has blonde hair. With your long hair, and today being
Saturday, Halloween is on Monday, you can keep it till then, and we can
cut it back to a boy cut that night. We were having so much fun, and you
are really so into it, I thought it would be OK. It is OK right?"
I looked at me some more, happy that I was trying something new, bonding
with my sister, and still excited about the feel of my situation, I had
to agree. "Yeah, I look gorgeous. Time for the makeup!"
She beamed, "You go girl! Let's get you made up." She took out her
makeup kit and went to town. Foundation, eyeliner, shadow, blush, red
lipstick, all of her skill, and what seemed to be 45 minutes later, I
was she, Kara, Supergirl. I loved what she did. I was pretty. I was a
girl. She was proud too at what she did, but tired too. It was a lot of
work. She told me, "You owe me. I made you beautiful, and you made me
tired. You need to treat me to a mani-pedi. You should get one too. Put
something on and let's go."
How could I say no?
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