"So far, so good. And Marie is still sleeping", Mike thought to himself.
His older sister Marie had set him up and made his mother ground him for several weeks. Which stinked as he had planned to visit a concert with the best band, according to himself, in the world. Tickets had been bought already, with good seats. He had planned for this event for a almost a year now. And now his bitch of a sister had messed things up.
Luckily he had a way around that.
He had found an odd necklace in the park a couple of weeks ago and by mistake discovered its powers to transform a person.
Hold it against a piece of clothing and you will transform into the last person wearing that garment, hold it against two people and both will transform into each other, and the longer you hold it against someone or something you will even gain their mannerisms and tidbits of knowledge.
Mike in this case had stolen his sisters underwear and went for the full effect, he held the medallion against his bare skin for the full duration of the transformation.
In his sisters form and in her underwear he snuck into her bedroom, placed a piece of his old clothing that was bundled with the medallion on to her and saw her transform before his very eyes.
Satisified with the result of having his sister turned into himself he removed the bundle with an outmost care. Afterwards he proceeded into the walk-in closet and packed a bag of clothes that seemed appropriate.
He wanted to go for sexy but not slutty.
A bunch of tight tops, matching underwear, some leather, four pair of shoes, a pair of boots, two dresses, a make-up set, perfumes, pants and a comfy jacket. The bag was heavy but he persevered.
He left a note on the kitchen table that he had gone on a trip with his sisters girlfriends, which was a lie as his real friends was in on the plan and was waiting in the van on the street.
Mike checked himself in the mirror one last time before heading out. His lipgloss needed a touch-up but the rest looked good. Everything from the tube top to the snug jeans showed off his curves just the way he wanted. Before heading out he blew himself a kiss, he knew he looked good.
Mike and his three friends (who were thoroughly amazed) went to the concert.
But with Mike's new tastes surfacing he didn't enjoy it as much as he had thought in the first place. His taste in music was slowly replaced by her taste in men.
It wasn't hard for someone like Mike that knew everything about the band and a rocking hot body to get backstage and meet the lead singer. The seduction was easy and the attraction mutual. That night Mike learned more about the band than any other fan had done before.
His older sister Marie had set him up and made his mother ground him for several weeks. Which stinked as he had planned to visit a concert with the best band, according to himself, in the world. Tickets had been bought already, with good seats. He had planned for this event for a almost a year now. And now his bitch of a sister had messed things up.
Luckily he had a way around that.
He had found an odd necklace in the park a couple of weeks ago and by mistake discovered its powers to transform a person.
Hold it against a piece of clothing and you will transform into the last person wearing that garment, hold it against two people and both will transform into each other, and the longer you hold it against someone or something you will even gain their mannerisms and tidbits of knowledge.
Mike in this case had stolen his sisters underwear and went for the full effect, he held the medallion against his bare skin for the full duration of the transformation.
In his sisters form and in her underwear he snuck into her bedroom, placed a piece of his old clothing that was bundled with the medallion on to her and saw her transform before his very eyes.
Satisified with the result of having his sister turned into himself he removed the bundle with an outmost care. Afterwards he proceeded into the walk-in closet and packed a bag of clothes that seemed appropriate.
He wanted to go for sexy but not slutty.
A bunch of tight tops, matching underwear, some leather, four pair of shoes, a pair of boots, two dresses, a make-up set, perfumes, pants and a comfy jacket. The bag was heavy but he persevered.
He left a note on the kitchen table that he had gone on a trip with his sisters girlfriends, which was a lie as his real friends was in on the plan and was waiting in the van on the street.
Mike checked himself in the mirror one last time before heading out. His lipgloss needed a touch-up but the rest looked good. Everything from the tube top to the snug jeans showed off his curves just the way he wanted. Before heading out he blew himself a kiss, he knew he looked good.
Mike and his three friends (who were thoroughly amazed) went to the concert.
But with Mike's new tastes surfacing he didn't enjoy it as much as he had thought in the first place. His taste in music was slowly replaced by her taste in men.
It wasn't hard for someone like Mike that knew everything about the band and a rocking hot body to get backstage and meet the lead singer. The seduction was easy and the attraction mutual. That night Mike learned more about the band than any other fan had done before.
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