I endured several more bedroom cleaning sessions; each time I wore my sissy pink dress and panties but I think Mandy and Beth had become bored with this routine. I had a definite feeling that they were cooking up something for me. I still wore the chastity devise but had received no more release from my pent up sexuality. A good solid hard on was not a luxury that I was allowed to enjoy.
Late one Saturday afternoon I was summoned to report to Mandy. Although it was a bit late in the day I still expected to perform my menial cleaning tasks and was ready to don my pretty pink panties. However this was not to be the order of the day. Between them Beth and Mandy dressed me up in everyday clothes; knickers and bra as usual but now things took a different turn. Mandy had me dress in a pair of her jeans and a sloppy jumper. I wore flat shoes and my lovely brunette wig. A little make up was applied and that was it, I was finished.
The girls were pleased with what they had achieved but I was not so impressed. Maybe I was missing the point. I just looked like your average girl on the street; I could have been mistaken for a boy except for the shoes and the hair.
"Perfect," said Mandy. "Felicity, you look like the quiet girl that never gets the boy; the shy one; the ones the boys ignore while they are chasing the likes of me and Beth."
Beth looked at Mandy excitedly, "I think this could work Mandy. I think Felicity is going to love our little game." Beth passed a small handbag to me, "Here you are Felicity; you very own girlie handbag. You need a little bit of makeup, a nice little mirror, a comb and lots of tissues."
"Felicity," exclaimed Mandy, "You're coming out with us."
My heart skipped a beat. My mind went into overdrive. Out! What do they mean out? It's one thing to fool around here in the bedroom as a prissy girl but I can't possibly go out. The girls saw the dismay on my face and giggled. I tried to put my fear into words.
"I can't go out. Everyone will know I'm a guy. I can't pull this sort of thing of. I'll be found out, I'll be ridiculed."
Mandy had it all figured out, "You'll be our quiet shy sister who's so shy she never speaks. We'll say we are only taking you out because your Mom's worried you never meet any boys. There's some boys down at the Vic who keep pestering Beth and me for sex but as you know Felicity we're not that keen on boys."
I didn't want to hear any more. Enough was enough. I was really worried about what they had in mind for me. "No way," I said. "Whatever you want me to do it's no. No. No. No."