She approached me and without hesitation she grabbed my skirt with one of her hands and lifted it up before I could react. - "Mmm... what nice panties you're wearing, fufufufu." - She commented with a mocking tone.
I immediately used my hands to lower my skirt in embarrassment. - "W-w-what do you think you're doing?"
"How cute…" - she added, looking me in the eyes, resting her cheek on one of her hands.
I was completely blushing, I could feel my ears getting hot, is that how a girl feels when her skirt is lifted?
She took me by the wrist and pulled me towards the computer room that was next to the stairs.
"Let's see... let's see..." - she murmured as she opened her bag.
She pulled out a wig with long, straight black hair.
"Well, as I promised you, here is the wig" - she told me while extending her hand with the wig.
“Hey what are you waiting for? put it on” - waved the hand holding the wig.
"Or maybe you don't need it anymore." - She moved the wig away from me.
"No no no, I do need it." I stretched out my hands desperately.
I finally received the wig and tried to put it on as best I could.
"Let's see, I'll help you" - she said and then approached and accommodated it.
She was very close to me, if it wasn't for her horrible personality, I would find her to be a very attractive girl.
“It looks very nice on you, now you really look like a girl.” - She smiled as she walked away and proudly looked at her masterpiece with both hands resting on his waist.
"You're having a lot of fun with this, right?" - I looked to the side.
"Well, the truth is that yes" - she did not hide it. *Flash* shamelessly took another photo.
How humiliating... I just hope it works and that no one notices.
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