What's a Friend For

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 "Isn't this great." The girl with my best friend's eyes babbled excitedly "I was trying on  some of  my sister's clothes because, um, never mind why, that's not important right now..."

She blushed a rather pretty shade of pink before recovering and plunging on with her story. 

"Anyway, as soon as I pulled on this collar thingie poof! I turned into this real cute girl. Like omg, look at me I'm gorgeous now right?" She giggled, not a laugh or a chuckle but a true giggle, full of more genuine joy than I'd heard in a long time, "Not to sound too  vain or anything."

She paused looking down admiringly at her own, admittedly impressive, cleavage. Well, they always did appreciate a nice rack. It was reassauring to see that turning into a girl hadn't changed everything about them.

"Anyway," she continued "I was thinking, you know how bummed you were that you didn't have date for your brother's wedding?" 

I nodded slowly wondering where she was going with this.

"Well, I  just thought if I stayed like this we could go." She said the blush returning to her cheeks "As, like, a couple. No one would have to know who I really was and you'd have someone to slow dance with and... stuff."

I gapped at her trying to process what she was saying. I'd known she hadn't been happy as a guy for a long time so finding her in this body and seeming perfectly comfortable with it had made a weird kind of sense but it had never occurred to me that she might be interested in me that way.

"Anyway," she pressed on into the uncomfortable pause "I just thought it would be something I could to help you out, as a friend I mean. Oh, and I suppose if I'm going to be your pretend girlfriend we should, um, you know, date. For practice! Just so we're completely comfortable together on the day. If that's what you want? You could,say, pick me up at eight and take me to dinner? Just to help me be a good friend..."

By the time her rambling attempt to justify asking me out without actually asking me out her shy smile had taken on a brittle edge. I could see the fear of rejection in her eye and even just the thought of disappointing her made my heart clench. So I did something I probably should have done a long time ago and I kissed her. 





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  1. Siri Maria Thomas11 January 2022 at 09:46

    I would love it to help my friend in this way - and become his girlfriend, fiancée, bride, wife and also mother of our children permanently! - Tom -

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