Life Behind Doors

When tomorrow comes...

I felt the sun on my face as I woke up and stretched myself out. Hmmm, where was I? Not home, for sure. At Nana's?

I immediately realized my predicament when I saw her majesty, the queen of makeovers, Lily Yamada pulling a disembodied hand, while clad in just a bath towel. A little overdressed, considering all things. And the 'disembodied hand' was Leslie's. Lily was trying to wake her up, which did not seem to be working at all. I was glad she hadn't noticed me yet and pretended to lie fast asleep. "Get up, ya log!!!! It's time!!! Let's go shopping!!",she screamed into Leslie's ears. Leslie rolled in her sleep and muttered something that sounded suspiciously like 'dumbnuts'. Lily whirled around and caught me as I tried to close my eyes.

" Girl! You're finally awake! The parcel came!"

"The parcel?"

"Yeah, your new breasts!"

Uhh, did she think I was that happy about it as she was? But I was just the tiniest bit curious about it. It had been so...arousing to wear those bra and panties yesterday. I wondered how it would be now that I would actually fill it out. I got up and brushed my teeth and returned, only to find Lily actually dragging Leslie out of her bed. She was sprawled out on the floor in a black tank top and...boxers??? I didn't notice that yesterday. She got up and pushed Lily aside and went into the washroom. Lily flipped her bangs like nothing happened and started talking.

"So after you went to sleep, Leslie and I were discussing your...condition. And we found ourselves agreeing on one thing. You need to be a cheerleader."

Wait.WHAT?

Leslie returned from the washroom and I couldn't help but admire her figure. Her silhouette was extra clear with that tank top and as she mussed her white blonde hair up, I couldn't help but stare at her. She nodded, saying," Yeah. See, here at St. Jude's, you need to join an extracurricular. And currently, the only activities that are still free is cheerleading and basketball. So...cheerleading is the lesser of the two evils."

"Wait,aren't you guys in drama? Why can't I join too?"

"If you didn't hear Leslie, girl, there's no vacancy. And don't tell me 'basketball' Let me tell you the cons: Heidi and her goons A.K.A the bullies are in basketball. No.2:
There's a lot of bouncing involved so we never know when a slip might happen. No.3: You need to be athletic. I don't see you looking athletic, bud. Major pro of cheerleading: Ames Nguyen is there, and she's a friend of ours, so you'll be accepted into the fold easily. The cheerleading girls are actually nice if you can believe it."

Leslie nodded so I had to believe it. I couldn't imagine Leslie lying just to see me in a cheergirl's outfit. Lily, I could easily imagine. Not Leslie, though. So I had to trust they knew best. Just one year, Zach. Be a total girl. Then, back to being plain old Zach Donahey. Be a cheerleader. For one year. All these thoughts were running through my head when Lily asked, "So...can we move on to phase 2 of extreme makeover #1?"

I gulped down all my insecurities and nodded. Besides, one part of me was slightly excited. What now?

Lily dumped a big box on my bed. Personal space, much? She pulled out a lot of wrapping paper and started speaking. "So I thought wearing breastforms like all the time is gonna be tiring, since you wouldn't be used to the weight. So I got you two. One set of sponge for school and unrevealing clothes, and another, realistic set for outings, bikinis or if you want to impress someone."

Impress someone? But it was gonna be useless pointing this out to Lily so I resisted the urge to talk back. But what was that bit about bikinis?

"Bikinis?"

"For swimming. The cheerleaders only wear bikinis. It's like a rule with them."

"Can't I wear a onesie or something?"