Twin part-1

Part-1

Nitin, can you come here for a minute."

It was the unmistakeable voice of my twin sister .

"Yeah, Deepika?"

"I'm having trouble figuring out which of these dresses I like

the best. Can you help me?"

"Sure sis, no problem."

"OK, I'm going to have you try the teal one and I'll try the 

pink one."

"What's that?"

"I want to see them both in the mirror at the same time - so 

I need someone else to wear one of them."

"Wouldn't Rakhi be a better choice?"

"You mean, aside from the fact that she's 5 inches shorter

than me?"

"Deepika, this was not what I agreed to."

"You said you'd help me - and this is helping me. This is

for a very important dance"

I had to admit that she had a point. I knew that she would

make my life miserable if I didn't give in. Although we're

both very stubborn, Deepika is a real mule.

"OK, OK. But you owe me big time. Give me the dress."

"Wait a second - we have to get you prepared first."

"What?"

"Our faces need to look the same - I'll do your hair and

makeup. It won't take long and it won't hurt a bit. I'll buy

you dinner later." 

"Deepika ... is this really necessary?"

"Well, if I look in the mirror and I see one hot babe in a pink

dress and one boy in a teal dress, which dress do you think

I'm going to choose?"

"Dinner had better be really good."

Deepika sat me down in a chair and went to work with a straight iron. We 

wore our hair about the same length, but I wore mine curled and she 

Straight hers. Before long, she was done with the straighting, and I had 

Long, beautiful hair.

Next, she pulled out her makeup. She told me that she was going to go 

easy on me - just lipstick. She used a shade of lipstick that she 

assured me was called Ravishing red. I puckered up for her and she 

applied what seemed to be a very generous amount of the lipstick.

"OK, now you can strip."

"Right here?"

Like I haven't seen it before?"

When I finished stripping, she handed me some white panties. I put them 

on and was surprised at how soft they felt. Then she helped me put on a 

pair of black stoking and a lacy white bra. After I had put on the 

bra, she pulled our some of her white socks and worked at giving me

some realistic 'boobs'.

Then Deepika helped me out with the dress. Once she had zipped me up, I 

felt trapped. There was no way I could possibly get out of this outfit 

without her help.

Shelly stripped down to her white panties and put on black stoking 

and a white bra that matched mine. Since she had helped me squeeze into 

the teal dress, I helped her with the pink one.

"Here - put these on."

"Heels? Deepika, I don't thing this is really necessary."

"The height has to be realistic, Niraj. Just trust me."

I stepped into the green high heeled shoes. I stumbled around a bit 

trying to get my balance."

"OK, Niraj, let's check out the results."

I leaned heavily on Deepika as I tried to walk over to the mirror. After 

what seemed like an eternity of different poses, she had reached a 

decisions.

"I'm going with the teal. You just look like such a babe in it, Niraj."

"Uh, thanks a lot, Deepika."

"No, I mean that as a compliment. You shouldn't be afraid to be in 

touch with your feminine side."

At that moment, I heard the key turn in the door.

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