Island Life - Part 7

After breakfast, they decided to take the rental car into town. Their mother parked the car, and the family of four stepped out into the blazing sun.

"Alright, let's meet back here at 2pm?" their mother said chipperly.

Camron nodded, already feeling a sense of freedom in the bustling streets of the town. As they dispersed, Camron found himself walking alone along a narrow street filled with smaller boutiques.

The delicate scent of blooming flowers wafted through the air as Camron strolled along the charming street. He couldn't help but feel a newfound sense of confidence in Nicole's body.

Then he wandered by a women's clothing shop. Camron's gaze was drawn to the display window, showcasing a stunning array of dresses in vibrant colors and intricate designs.

He took a deep breath and pushed the door open. The tinkling of a bell announced Camron's entrance into the quaint boutique. The soft, pastel hues of the interior washed over him, creating a serene atmosphere that contrasted with the storm swirling within him.

A helpful shop assistant approached him with a warm smile, her eyes curious but nonjudgmental.

"Good afternoon, miss," she greeted, her eyes scanning Camron from head to toe. "Are you looking for something specific?"

Camron swallowed nervously, his voice betraying his uncertainties. "Um, yeah... I'm just... browsing," he replied, trying to emulate Nicole's confidence.

The shop assistant nodded understandingly, her smile unwavering. "Of course, take your time. Let me know if you need any assistance."

Camron's eyes scanned the racks of dresses, each one more alluring than the last. His heart fluttered with excitement as he carefully selected a few options that caught his eye. He made his way to the changing room, closing the door behind him with a soft click.

No one would ever know he was there.

Camron's hands trembled with anticipation as he slipped out of Nicole's clothes, the fabric pooling at his feet. It was a peculiar sensation, undressing in the body of his dear sister. He couldn't help but marvel at the curves and contours that were foreign to him. The light in the dressing room cast a soft glow on his skin, accentuating every curve and line.

As he stood in front of the mirror, Camron couldn't tear his eyes away from his reflection. For the first time since the swap, he saw himself fully nude and it was a shock to behold.

His hands trembled as he reached out to touch the softness of Nicole's breasts, feeling their weight and curves under his fingertips. The sensation sent shivers down his spine and a fluttering feeling in his stomach. He couldn't believe that he was now a woman, standing in a changing room and trying on dresses like it was second nature. The sight before him was both thrilling and unnerving, a surreal experience that he couldn't quite grasp.

Without thinking, Camron reached for one of the dresses he had selected earlier and carefully slipped it over his head. The fabric cascaded down his body, hugging every contour and accentuating his femininity. He couldn't believe how natural it felt to be wearing women's clothing.

Camron couldn't help but giggle as he twirled in front of the mirror, the skirt of the dress swishing around him. He felt like a little girl playing dress-up, and for a moment, he forgot about his predicament.