Fake boobs.
Check.
DD Bra size.
Check.
UNDIES!!!!
Check.
Wig.
Check.
Shaved legs.
Shit.
The door swung open to reveal my sister. She stood there, staring, before taking a deep breath in.
"MUM! SAM'S STOLE MY UNDERWEAR AGAIN" She screamed.
Shit. She looked at me again, and her eyes widened.
"AND HE'S WEARING THEM, MUM!" She screamed at the top of her lungs.
"Shut Up!" I screamed, grabbing her by the hair.
I quickly grabbed some duct tape from my desk, and wrapped it over her mouth, she put up a tough struggle, but i managed to shove her into my wardrobe and block the door before she could call mum again.
"WHAT WAS THAT? HONEY I CAN'T HEAR YOU!" Mum shouted from downstairs.
"EERRR... NOTHING MUM, SHE JUST COULDN'T FIND HER UNDERWEAR." I shouted back, while putting on my sisters stolen mascara.
There was a small banging noise coming from my wardrobe. I opened the door and...
"MUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUM" she shouted at the top of her lungs.
"WHAT HONEY?" Yes, my sister's name was Honey. How ironic, since she was as bitter and annoying as a sour lemon crossed with a monkey.
Ok, now that was a strange comparison.
I slammed the door shut quickly, putting a chair under the handle of the wardrobe and sighing in relief. Now that she's been dealt with...
"NEVERMIND MUM!! FOUND IT!!" I yelled back down the stairs, in a meek imitation of my sister's whining voice. God, it annoyed me to no end.
I pulled on some of my sister's heels, wincing at their small size. I mean, come on. She's a size 5! I'm a size 12! In the end, my toes were hanging off the end. I frowned, and ended up just using my usual sneakers. Stuff the slutty look.
I pulled on a pair of jeans, and one of my shirts, which was surprisingly tight with my now huge chest. Heh.
I put on some eyeliner, lipstick, blush, and looked at myself in the mirror.
Oh god...
I look hot.
