[Tuesday, May 28th]

We're laying in bed making out when someone startles us by knocking on the door.

“Girls, would you let me in please. I need to talk to you for a second.” Dad says through the door.

“Just a moment Dad, we aren’t dressed,” I reply to him.

“Okay.”

Both of us grab our panties and nightgowns to throw them on, then I open the door and let dad in.

“Morning girls.” He looks at me. “Sora, I need you to get dressed. Mitty called me a few minutes ago. They've finished their investigation and he wants to talk to us about it before the news gets out.” He pauses and looks at Chinatsu. “Chinatsu, if you’re coming you need to get dressed as well.”

Well, so much for my morning. I’d planned on making love to Chinatsu before we had to do anything else. What? Girls get horny too! We’re just better at masking it than boys are. No, I’m not talking about them getting an erection either. We can usually tell when some boy wants us since it shows in their eyes and body language. Girls do it too, it’s simply a lot more subtle than boys are in most cases.

I don’t mind boys looking at me appreciatively, after all, I am a very pretty girl, so it’s kind of expected that they will. It’s the ones that look at me as if all they want from me is to rip my clothes off and, excuse my language, fuck me that bother me. Listen boys, don’t do that to girls, it’s gross and quite scary for us. Most girls don’t like being looked at as if we are nothing but a piece of meat and you’re starving. Wow! There I go again. Talk about going off on a tangent. Sorry about that.

“Okay Dad.” We tell him.

“It’ll take us about forty-five minutes for us to make ourselves presentable, is that alright?” I ask him.

“Yes, it’s no problem. There’s no set time that we have to be there. He simply wants to tell us what they found out before the news breaks the story.”

I ask, “Did you already tell Honoka?”

“I did. Alright, I’ll let you two get dressed. See you downstairs,” he tells us and closes the door as he leaves the room.

When I begin to turn to my closet, Chinatsu grabs my elbow and asks me, “Aren’t you forgetting something?”

I grin, because I know exactly what she wants. “Now, I wonder what could I possibly be forgetting?”

She pulls me against her. “This.” Then she leans in to kiss me. “That and most definitely my ‘Good morning Chinatsu. I love you.’” She tells me while looking at me expectantly.

I giggle for a moment. Sometimes she’s too much, not that I mind at all. I pull her tightly against me and kiss her tenderly for a few seconds, then I tell her, “Good morning Chinatsu. I love you.”

“Much better. Good morning Sora. I love you too.” She tells me with a smile. “What are you going to wear today?”

“How would I know? I kind of got interrupted when I was going to look, remember?” I ask her gruffly, pretending as if I’m upset. We both know I’m not, but hey, she’s a lot of fun to tease and play around with.

She smiles at me. “How about the lavender backless mini dress Mom ordered you? I have something that will match it really well. Plus, I think you will look sexy as hell in it.”

“Chinatsu, I hate the adhesive bra I have to wear with that one, my boobs are too big to run around without one.”

I know my 76cm boobs aren't all that large, but when you put those same boobs on a girl like me, who is 153cm tall and is rather petitely built, well now, it's a totally different story.

I sigh. “I suppose if you really want me to wear it I will. Any other requests?”

The grin she gives me as she walks over to my dresser is somewhat worrisome. She pulls out a pair of very small black, lace trimmed, silk panties and tosses them to me.

Startled, I ask her, “What are you trying to do? Make me look like a femme fatale?”

“Oh Sora, you already are. I simply want to show you off to the world. Don’t worry though, I’ll be dressing to match.” She winks at me and leans in to give me a quick kiss. “Thank you Sora. I love you.”

I sigh again, because she knows all too well I won’t refuse her. It’s not fair though. She knows how little confidence I have in my looks. Yes, I realize how much better I look than I used to, but the image of my old self is still stuck in my head and it’s hard to get rid of that. I’m trying to fix it, but it’s going to take some time. However, at the same time, I do love how curvy I am now and that makes me want to dress cutely. That’s contradictory you say? You bet your life it is. Not much I can do about it at the present time.

I tell her, “I love you too, now scoot so I can get dressed.” After I slap her butt lightly to get her moving, she giggles and makes her way to her room.

I head over to my dresser to get a pair of sheer, nude stockings to go with everything and one of the adhesive bra sets. Ugh! Then go to my closet to get the dress she chose for me. I think I’ll wear a pair of my pumps with this.

Once I finish dressing up, I go to my desk to put on my necklace and watch. I then head over to Chinatsu’s room. I tap on the door and enter to find her slipping on a pair of glossy, sheer, nude stockings. I'm completely awestruck when I see what she is wearing.

She smiles at me when she sees my reaction, and slowly twirls around for me. “You like?”

“No, I absolutely love it. You are so sexy that all the guys who see you will have to use something to hide their erections.”

She giggles. It might be funny, but I’m serious, she’s drop dead gorgeous. She’s wearing a pair of sheer, nude stockings, a very short, violet, pleated mini skirt which drops to just a few centimeters below her extremely cute, apple shaped butt, and a purple, backless halter top, which shows off her alluring silky, smooth skin. If we didn’t have somewhere to be, I’d probably be peeling her out of her out of this and jumping her.

She steps over to me and gives me a quick kiss. “That makes two of us then. What do you say we do something different with your hair this time?”

I shrug my shoulders. “I don’t mind. You can style it however you would like. I’m doing this for you, after all.”

“I know, thank you Sora. Okay, sit down.” She tells me, gesturing to the stool. She grabs a brush to smooth my hair out while letting the curling iron she plugged in heat up.

Once it has it brushed out, she picks up the curling iron to quickly turn my long, straight hair into long, loose curls and takes a ten centimeter wide large lavender bow adorned hair clip and puts my hair up in a sort of wide, high ponytail. I stand up to look at myself in the door mirror. My hair still falls well below my butt, but if she likes it like this thenI’m fine with it. I’ll just have to remember to move it when I sit down, but I have to admit, it looks damn cute on me.

“Thank you Chinatsu, I really like it. Okay, time to do our final touches.”

She nods and we sit down to put on our eyeliner, mascara, and our lipgloss. With that done, we head over to Honoka’s room to collect her. I tap on the door, say “It’s us.” and enter when she says “Come in.”

“Ready Honoka?” I ask her.

“I suppose so. How does this look?” She asks us. What she picked out isn’t bad at all. She’s wearing a red short sleeve button up blouse and a white skirt, which falls to mid-thigh.

“Nice, you look good.” I go over to her and lift up her skirt. “Although, those are going into the trash, along with the rest of your old underwear. Teenagers wouldn’t be caught dead wearing those. Why do you think we bought you new sets to begin with?” I look at Chinatsu. “Chinatsu, would you get her a new set please? Oh, take her old underwear too so we can throw it away.”

Chinatsu nods and heads over to the dresser. When I look back at Honoka she’s blushing. Well, you’ll just have to get used to it. I don’t like this any more than you do, probably less, but I don’t have much of a choice.

“I think red to match her blouse would be best.” Chinatsu says while getting them out of the drawer. She takes the new set over to Honoka and hands them to her.

She grumpily asks, “Would you mind leaving, so I can change?”

“We do mind. Honoka, please think about it. You’ll have to get used to getting undressed around girls again. After all, you’ll have to do it at school. Plus, I’m not sure I trust you enough in this to not try to pull a fast one and not change. Now, give me the old ones and put on the new set.”

Okay, yes, I’m being bossy, but it’s for a good reason. We need her to stay in character and not out herself, so she needs to get used to this and dress appropriately. Chinatsu and I talked about this with Dad and he agreed, so here we are, with me being bossy. The bra she was wearing has seen much better days a long time ago and her panties are something I haven't seen anyone who isn’t really old wear. Yeah, no chance of her outing herself wearing those, right? Insert eyeroll.

She doesn’t take long to get changed. Even so, she is blushing the whole time. I’d apologize, but I think that one, it wouldn’t help anything, and two, it would just make things worse.

“Stockings too.” I tell her. She sighs loudly and goes to get a pair of nude stockings to put on.

Yes, I know there are some girls that run around in skirts and dresses without wearing them, but you should wear them in most circumstances. You're right, Chinatsu and I run around in ankle socks or thigh socks in some of them, but those are casual wear. If you hadn't noticed, when we dress up, we wear stockings too. Mama says it’s unladylike not to do so. Personally, I don’t really have an opinion in the matter, but I’m not willing to go against Mama’s fashion sense. She’s usually right when it comes to things like these, so I'll be following that rule with a smile.

“Thank you Honoka. Look, I’m really not trying to be mean. I hope you know that. You aren’t going through anything I didn’t after Mama and Dad adopted me. Ask Chinatsu, the only skirt I used to wear was for school and I got out of it as soon as I could. Now skirts or dresses are pretty much all I wear. I felt odd at first, but I got used to it soon enough. Now, I love the way I look in them.”

After putting on her stockings, she goes over to pick up her shoes.

“Really, Honoka?” Chinatsu asks her.

Honoka plaintively asks, “What?” .

“You really think those clunky shoes go with that outfit? Those are something a man would wear. Why do you think we got you new shoes?” Chinatsu asks her with a raised eyebrow.

Grumpily, she asks, “Okay, which should I wear then?”

“Your white or red pumps go with it, so do your white slouch boots, or same with your white or red strappy sandals we got you. Those mens’ shoes you have there certainly don’t go with any of your new outfits. If you ever need help coordinating an outfit you can always ask us or Mom, we’d be happy to help.”

Honoka sighs loudly again, but picks up the slouch boots and says, “Come on, let’s go eat.”

“Not yet. We still need to do your hair and makeup.” I tell her as I take her hand and we head to Chinatsu’s room.

All we put on her was what we wear, lip gloss, eyeliner and mascara. We then parted her hair on the left and feathered it back and pinned it in place with some silver hair clips.

Once we are finished, Chinatsu tells her “Okay, you can look now.”

Her eyes widen and she asks, “Is that really me?”

We giggle and I tell her, “Of course, who else would it be? It’s amazing what a tiny bit of makeup and getting your hair out of your face will do, isn’t it? If we had more time we might be able to find a more flattering hairstyle, but this will do nicely for the moment. You’re an extremely pretty girl Honoka.”

I can understand her reaction. It's a been there, done that, kind of thing for me. Her transformation is nowhere near what mine was, but it’s quite a bit for her nonetheless.

“Okay, let’s go eat and get this over with.” Chinatsu tells us.

We head down to the dining room. When we enter, Dad’s jaw about hits the table and Mama has a big smile. Dad claps his hands and says, “Very nice. Well done girls,” after which Chinatsu and I curtsy dramatically and Chinatsu tells him, “Thank you kind sir.” Mama tells Honoka, “You’re beautiful,” which makes her blush.

We eat, and Chinatsu and I help Mama clean up. Then we all load up in Dad’s car to go see Lt. Aoki. I'm really hoping he likes the way Honoka looks. I asked Dad if he was married since I know he has children and it seems Lt. Aoki’s wife died several years back and he’s been raising his kids on his own, so at least she has a chance.