My Opportunity

December 22, 2018

At this point in my life I had been dressing for some years, but that was only in the confines of my home, I never really done anything in public. But the opportunity to do so would come in a very big way, a close friend of mine had asked me to go to our school's senior prom ( I was in a grade above him and already attended mines last year and I went alone,) at first I thought he just wanted a friend to accompany him I realized later when he called me at home that he wanted me to be his DATE date, this was going to be really difficult, not only because I never truly did anything that risky before, I had to do a whole damn lot to even be able to pull this off as well. I was a little wary at first but since I had graduated a year before him nobody I knew would be there and since I already had some fair features I could get a pretty good makeover and pass with flying colors. So I decided '-don't dodge the filter- it, I'm going for it' and agreed.

I decided a sleeveless blue flowing gown around my neck was the best bet, finding shoes was the hardest part honestly. My hair was pretty big already, all I had to do was press it and have it curled, my nails were done in the same blue as my dress, and my 'breasts' were held in place with adhesive (looking back now that was a really, really painful and bad idea) I put on my sister's girdle to 'hide' myself and we left, god my stomach was practically doing flips.

When we arrived at his house I saw his whole family outside ready to take pictures, he went to open the door as I zipped myself up, grabbed my shoes, and with a deep breath, stepped out and posed with him for everyone. His mom asked how we met and he said we had the same science class, his sister was chatting my ear off and going on about how we have got to hang out, and his cousin was insisting that I come to her hair salon if I ever need my hair done. I just kept smiling and posing.

we finally arrived at the prom at 8:41 p.m. and as we walked through the hall I noticed that with the heels on I was shorter than him, I also saw some of my old friends there (guess they didn't graduate) so I tried my best to avoid them, didn't want to deal with them seeing me like this so I tried to be discreet, although him parading me around the hall and showing me to everybody like some sort of damn trophy and giving my ass the occasional smack and squeeze certainly didn't do me any favors except cause my panties to bunch. We danced and I had a great time, we didn't win prom king and queen sadly but we got to take some beautiful photos and I ate some damn good cheesecake. At around 1:08 a.m. we decided to leave we stopped at a Buffalo Wild Wings and drove to a hotel. Nothing happened, we slept and I changed back into my regular clothes and he drove me home. I'm now married with a awesome wife and two wonderful children and I'm still friends with him, whenever we hang out and meet people he refers to me as 'my friend that I got to dress up as my prom date' and will always tell people the story, he seems to enjoy that time we had a whole lot more than I did, but hey at least this time I actually had a date to the prom.

I asked him to send me some of the pictures we took together and here they are