Day 1 • 1. Green high heels

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Is she crazy?

Arthit looked at the stuff that his sister had laid out for him on the bed.

A map that said "INFORMATION". At least that seemed to be very helpful.

But then the rest...

A blouse with a skirt, a black wig, and a makeup pouch.

After Arthit peeled the clothes off the bed, a bra with stuffing(!) appeared, and on the floor stood a purse and fucking high 6 inch heels?!

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After Arthit peeled the clothes off the bed, a bra with stuffing(!) appeared, and on the floor stood a purse and fucking high 6 inch heels?!

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"How must I walk on those damn shoes, you crazy?" Arthit cursed through the phone.

"You will get the hang of it in no time, brother. Besides, I must wear them too. Why should only women feel torture?" Arthisia asked.

"Can't I just wear sneakers?" Arthit whined.

"No, dear. How can you wear sneakers under a dress to the office!? That's crazy! Come on, you need to do the best job you can, I ordered them in your size and I'm fucking jealous, man. Look at how pretty they are!"

"I won't do it."

"Yes, you will. Oh, and Jill will come by tomorrow morning at 7 o'clock to do your make-up."

"What?!"

"Oh shit, it's boarding time! I need to go. Love you, thank you! Bye!"

"No, Thisia, wait! You-"

His sis cut the call.

"Oh fuck you, sis!"

Arthit looked at the green shiny high heels and he could already feel the blisters on the back of his heels.

He would never be able to do this!

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"Pout your lips," Jill said and she pouted her own red lips to show Arthit what she wanted him to do.

Jill was Arthisia's best friend since childhood and Arthit also knew her almost all his life.

He did what she told him to do and some sticky strawberry smelling glue was painted on his lips.

"This feels horrible and tastes gross," he whined.

"You're not supposed to lick it, silly."

Jill stood up and looked at him, while her eyes scanned him from head to toes.

"Oh my God. You really look like her," she said with a big grin, showing her pearly white teeth. "I just can't believe the resemblance!"

"Let me see." Arthit stood up and walked to the mirror.

He was already dressed in the grey skirt and chiffon green blouse that Arthitsia had picked out. The wig was on his head and neatly combed and waved over his shoulders. He wore some light make-up, making his eyes look 3 times as big. Mascara, eyeliner, blush, and light pink glossy lips. At least those were the things that Jill mentioned when she was drawing on his face.

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