Fix It and Forget It (Chapters 6-7) (Patreon)

Chapter 6.

“How did it go?” Laura asked.

“Connie is coming along nicely.”

“Great.”

“It's also nice for me to try the old moves again. I had forgotten how much I liked to dance.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, there is just one thing.”

“What is that?”

“It's hard to move properly in my jeans.”

“I can get you some things.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, I have some things that should fit you.”

“I don't want to wear girl's clothing.”

“Oh, they are just sweats and joggers. It's no big deal. Besides, no one will see you besides Connie.”

“I don't know.”

“I'll find some apparel and I'll leave it for you in the morning.”

“OK.”

In the morning, before Dominick woke up, Laura made her fist and touched Dominick's clothes with the heel of her hand. His clothes converted to the female equivalent of the apparel he had. (This included the apparel he had at his own house, not just here.)

Most of his clothes didn't change too much, jeans, pants, and shirts, looked mostly the same. There were also a couple of pairs of joggers and some loose-fitting graphic tops in a dance theme. There were also leotards and tights.

Dominick looked through his clothes and noticed some of the changes.

“Laura, where are my clothes?”

“Nothing I had would fit you right, so I changed your apparel. We'll change it back later.”

“But I can't wear these?”

“Why not?”

“Look at them?”

“They are pretty much the same as before. Joggers and tees are like sweatpants and tees. They are loose fitting.”

“But what about the underwear?”

“It's just a cotton brief, how much of a difference is there? You were the one who complained that you didn't have the right clothes.”

“But???”

“You didn't want if I gave you my jogger to wear.”

“But it is all my clothes.”

“Are you going anywhere today?”

“No.”

“No one will see you, what does it matter?”

“It's just.”

“Don't be silly. If you need to go out, then I'll change it back. Try it out.”

Laura was right. It would be easier to move in these. But he wasn't going to wear a leotard and certainly not tights. The jogger seemed OK. It was in a light blue, and it was loose fitting. It wouldn't hug his body like dance clothes often do. He paired it with an oversized top that said dance. His sneakers had been transformed a little bit. Their color had been changed to a light purple, instead of a dark blue, but it was in a similar design to the ones he used to wear. The size had also been changed from a men's 9 to a woman's 11 which fit him fine. He found some ankle socks.

It was the panties that got him the most freaked out. They really weren't much different than before. They were a white brief; the big difference was that they didn't have a fly hole. He never used the fly hole when he peed anyway. It was too much of a hassle. It was easier to pee by pushing the top of the garment down and peeing over the top. But somehow it didn't feel right to wear a panty.

After a short while, Dominick decided that if the panty was white, it didn't matter too much. But he would never wear a panty that was in any other color but white. He also didn't have a need to wear a sports bra although they were in his drawers too.

Dominick quickly got dressed in his dance attire. He looked at himself in the mirror. The joggers were loose enough that the bulge of his dick wasn't any more apparent than when he wore any other type of pants. There wasn't anything wrong with wearing a t-shirt that said dance. His socks were still white, and his shoes looked fine. He really didn't look very much different than his usual attire. He might even be able to go outside without anyone noticing that all the apparel he was wearing was from the activewear section of the women's department.

Dominick got used to the clothing he was wearing as soon as the dance lesson began. The clothes were so comfortable that he forgot what he was wearing.

Chapter 7.

“Dom, I have to go. Can you take Connie to her class?” Laura asked him.

“When is it?”

“It's at 2:30 and lasts for 90 minutes.”

“OK, I'll take care of it.”

“I left you the keys for the car and some money if you want to have some ice cream after.”

“Got it.”

A minute later, Laura was gone. Dominick returned to helping Connie with her dance practice. She had come a long way in the few days since he got there.

They practiced until noon and then had lunch. Dominick returned to his room to get changed. He looked through his stuff and found the transformed garments. He had forgotten about them.

Dominick phoned Laura. “Aunt Laura, I can't take her.”

“Why not?”

“I haven't anything to wear.”

“What?”

“You know.”

“Don't worry about it, just wear what you want, no one will say anything.”

“But.”

“It's not a problem.”

“Can't you fix it?”

“Not from here.”

“Damn.”

“But you have to take her. There is no one else. There isn't any way I can do it.”

“No one will know anything is wrong?”

“No one.”

Dominick wasn't at his home. There wouldn't be anyone he knew around. Maybe it wouldn't be too bad. “I guess it's OK then.”

“Great.”

Dominick hung up the phone and decided what to wear. He could wear the joggers but decided to wear jeans instead. He also found a shirt with more of a crew neck which he considered more masculine. As for underwear, he didn't have any choice except the white panties. There were bras and camis in his drawers, but he didn't consider wearing either.

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