The blouse he chose was a black button-down, made from a soft, silken, nearly sheer chiffon material. He tucked it into the most important piece of the outfit, a high waisted black and grey plaid skirt. It fit his form like a glove, flaring out just at his hips but keeping his waistline looking slim and curved. To tie off the whole outfit he ordered a pair of black, thigh-high socks and a pair of heeled black ankle booties.
Taking a step back, he turned around, looking over his shoulder at himself in the mirror and admiring how he looked. It was amazing to him, how a simple change our wardrobe could make him feel so pretty and if he were being completely honest with himself, downright sexy.
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