Someone Different ~Bunny~

Discovery

"What- what are you doing?" Butters stuttered.

"Do ya like it?" She asked proudly.

"Yeah...very pretty.." Butters mumbled quietly. Wendy smirked.

"I want you to put it on!" She said throwing the dress at Butters. He caught it instinctively and looked at it.

The dress was a small, pastel dress with a fitted waist and off the  shoulder sleeves. Butters just at the dress in his lap. He slowly looked up at Wendy.

"I don't know if I can.." he whispered, his heart thumping.

"Why not?" Wendy asked crossing her arms.

"My parents would kill me if they ever-"

Wendy scoffed, "I don't see them in my room, do you?"

Butters looked back down at the dress, why was his heart pumping like this? His stomach got ravaged by butterflies when he stumbled up to his feet. Wendy smiled.

"Go change in my closet, you're shorter then me so it shouldn't be hard to get in, it might be a little big about the shoulders because mine are bigger." She cautioned. Butters just nodded, his body moving on it's own.

He entered the closet, shut the door and stood feeling lost.

"Okay, okay okay.. this is an experiment. It's not a big deal. You're done being the baby of South Park." He closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

"Alrig-"

"STOP STALLING, ITS A FUCKIN DRESS." Wendy's voice rang out and Butters winced and hurried to take off his shirt.

"You're wearing shorts so you don't need to take them off, just put it over them."

Butters held the helm of the dress, preparing to put it over his head. Without letting himself second guess anymore he threw it over his head and shimmied it down. After smoothing it down he refused to look down and left the closet.

Wendy looked up expectantly and immediately snorted.

"It's on backwards babe." She said and walked towards him.

He stood there uselessly as she tugged the dress off of him, flipped it over and not so gently shoved it back over his head.

"Ow, ow-"
"Hold- hold still. Give me your arm"
"What're you tryna do, rip out my arm?!"

After a short but stressful struggle the dress was on and Wendy stepped back. Her eyes widened and her mouth dropped. Butters looked at her nervously.

"Quick, quick look in the mirror!" She urged practically dragging him to her full length mirror.

He couldn't believe his eyes, despite it looking a bit bumpy because of the shorts, it fit him perfectly, his smooth small shoulders on display while the sleeves ran down his arms and covered part of his hands.

Something snapped, it looked...just like him.

Butters stood there looking at himself. He felt so beautiful and natural.

"Wendy...I- I love it." He cried. Wendy beamed and clapped her hands together.

"It looks amazing!! I mean, you definitely need to get your own size but in general it looks amazing!" Wendy said, practically gushing.

Butters smiled and held the helms of the dress, swishing it around.

After letting Butters enjoy the moment Wendy spoke up.

"So, you like this? You definitely like dressing feminine?" She asked. Butters just nodded.

"Well, we aren't fully done yet." Wendy said. This caught his attention and he looked at Wendy.