An Off Day || Finn & Kelli
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As soon as Kelli turned around, Finn turned his back to her as well, and stripped out of the t-shirt and sweatshirt he was wearing, letting them fall to the ground by his feet. He started putting the bra on just like Kelli had said, slipping it on like a vest and making sure his breasts were held in the cups. He stared down at his chest, bottom lip between his teeth as he fumbled to get the clasp done. “No…no, I can get it, I just…hang on,” he muttered, finally getting it done. “There we go.” He tugged and pulled at the undergarment, feeling awkward and uncomfortable in it.
It was then he caught a glimpse at himself in the mirror in Kelli’s room, and he paused, actually looking at his changed body. Shit, he was tiny. He had a very slim waist, smooth stomach, yet he still had some light muscle on him. His breasts actually didn’t look too big, at least in his opinion; if he had to be stuck with them for a few days, he supposed they could have been worse. Finn turned around, glancing over his shoulder to look at his back in the mirror with a grimace. He still had the years of scarring littered over his back, and it was such an odd, ugly contrast with his new feminine appearance now. He cleared his throat, turning back to Kelli and trying not to fidget or cross his arms…or stare at his friend’s bare back and towel-covered ass. “Okay, I got it.”
“You know with my clothes, you don’t look that bad as a girl Finn. Though I doubt you’ll be getting on any roller coasters any time soon at that height.”It was a cheap shot yes but when was Kelli going to get another chance to brag about how she was taller than him for once? She might as well live it up now while she could.“Alright I need some clothes now, and can we please go get seriously drunk? I don’t think I can handle this all sober. Plus my tolerance has to be like twice as high if not better.”












