"No. Absolutely not. There is no way in HELL that I am going to wear that! Bad enough you got me into the rest of these lady clothes but I am NOT wearing a fru-fru dress covered in flowers!" Clark, now Clara, groaned as her former wife held up the prissy dress. She tried not to think about how well the piece of fabric would actually accentuate her breast and make her all that more enticing.
"But Clara, you'll look SO CUTE in it! Look at how great it goes with your hair! Oh, the boys are just gonna eat you up!" Jessica giggled, suddenly pressing the dress against Clara's body, who tried in vain to bat the brunette away from yet ANOTHER dress-up session.
It had been like this for the last two months. Ever since Jessica had wished that it would be easier for her to hang out with a girlfriend during the Pandemic instead of being cooped up with Clark all the time. That, of course, had caused all of this, with some little pink fairy looking creature suddenly popping into the apartment and saying 'Wish Granted!' in the most girly voice possible...And disappearing as Clark turned from your typical man into a blonde babe!
It had been bad enough adjusting to the new boobs, the longer hair that just got EVERYWHERE, his new voice and the...Well, the vagina where her dick had been...But it was as if Clark had never existed! Gone were Clark's sports memorabillia, replaced instead with pictures of flowers and cats and artsy black and white landscapes! Gone was the wall of DVDs, replaced instead with books! Books! Even his computer had changed, turning from a an audio-video rig into some dinky little laptop! And forget working as a video editor for a sports magazine, now Clara was a...a fashion consultant! And all of her friends had changed to a bunch of women she didn't know! Even her parents forgot that they had a son, but now a daughter! The only one that seemed to know that Clara had ever been a man was Jessica and it was clear that their relationship had changed from relative newlyweds to simple roommates that just happened to be best friends. The two used to sleep in the same bed, but now now they simply shared the apartment, with Clark's office now having become Clara's bedroom! And forgot romance, it was clear that the two of them were still heterosexual, something Clara was still struggling adjusting to being, catching herself fantasizing about the men on TV, and Jessica clearly ready to go out and find a new man to start dating now that the Pandemic restrictions were being relaxed. In preparation, Jessica had forced Clara to model BOTH of their closets in girly girl dress up sessions that chipped away at what remained of her masculinity. Which was want prompted the hideous (yet admittingly cute) floral print dress purchase.
"Oh, but I went through all the trouble of buying this! C'mon, we both know your tits will look fantastic!" Jessica whined, feigning a pout.
"Ugh, FINE!" Clara groaned again, and in short order had squeezed into the one size too short dress. Her boobs and butt DID look fantastic...
Later that night, as both women went home with a man, Clara couldn't help but agree, sometimes it was nice to play dress-up with a girlfriend!