Double Trouble

'I'm not a girl,' I say but I didn't have time to elaborate as the two girls crowded around me giggling. They pawed hungrily at my baby-doll, flicking it open so they could clearly see my long willowy legs.

'Wow,' Amy said, 'you're truly beautiful.'

'I don't believe it,' Tina gasped. 'Your legs are incredible.'

They both admired their long slender length and lack of body hair so I succumb and panda to their attention by wafting my hands in the air, swinging my hips and criss-crossing my legs as I'd seen fashion models do on the television. They giggled, whispered and laughed amongst themselves. I felt very awkward but despite the humiliation I couldn't stop my cock throbbing alarmingly. Fortunately they didn't notice.

After a while the girls tired of the novelty and we all sat down on the sofa. I tucked my legs under me like the other girls as we sat shoulder to shoulder to watch the film. As a weekly treat Carmilla had bought chocolate and popcorn. The DVD was about a girl who pretended to be a boy at school so she could play football. The girls thought it hilarious and very appropriate. I felt the whole evening had been orchestrated for my benefit and cringed throughout the film as sitting between the girls wearing a girlie night gown I felt uncomfortably feminine. The evening felt orchestrated and now watching a film with a prominent cross-dressing theme added to my embarrassment.

'I don't suppose you play football,' Tina asked with a giggle halfway through the film.

'Why do you say that?' I ask cautiously.

They both grin at each other and make silly faces. 'Well for one, you're not built like a footballer,' Amy says.

'I'm not sure how a footballer is built,' I say trying to avoid the obvious reference to my masculinity.

More nervous giggles and Amy lightly cups the breast of my baby-doll. She gently touches a nipple and rubs it through the silk material. 'Well gorgeous, I bet footballers don't look this good.'

Tina laughs. 'If he doesn't like football I expect he prefers to dance.'