Never Wanted To Be Your Girlfriend Ch. 01

We decided to go tell her mom what happened with the remover. In the hall we bumped into Brittany coming home from her job. She giggled when she saw us.

"What are you two faggots up to?"

"Keep laughing bitch. We're wearing your underwear," Michelle snapped back as she dug her thumb into her pants to reveal her panties and lifted up her shirt and flashed Brittany her bra.

Brittany lost her shit.

"Mom!"

Michelle's mom rounded the corner. Brittany pointed at us.

"This shit has to stop. Now he has his idiot friends dressing up in my clothes!"

"I know, I know, I've already talked to him," Her mom deflected.

"Then why are their dicks still bouncing around in my undies?"

"Michael, I told you to take it all off."

"We tried, but I'm out of adhesive remover, so we're stuck with tits until tomorrow, and it'd just be weird to be in boy mode all night with... these," Michelle explained.

"Fine, but just be sure to wash everything when you're done," Her mom fretted, "Andy, I'm so, so sorry. Can you call your mother and ask her if you can spend the night?"

I nodded, and she turned and left. Brittany just glared at us icily, and then stomped off.

I went to Michelle's room and called my mom, and told her I was staying the night. She suggested I stay the whole weekend. It wasn't ever a problem for me to be out of the house for extended periods of time. I was adopted, and I always got the feeling my parents resented that I wasn't more of a stereotypical manly son.

I hung up my cell, and caught my reflection in Michelle's closet mirror. I was amazed that even in a T-shirt and jeans, I was pretty. I played with my fake titties through my shirt. As I stood there admiring myself, Michelle walked in casually, locked the door, and leaned against the wall arms crossed.

"Getting comfortable?"

I giggled, "Yeah."

"Good. Cuz, we're gonna have some fun tonight."

The glint in Michelle's eye worried me.