Get Me Out Of That Dress (Ea)(Com)

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Hope slowly slid off their suit jacket and placed it on the hanger they had. They then removed their pants and put them on the same hanger, then stored their suit inside the hotel closet. They then looked at their coworker Laci.

Laci was holding a long black dress and she was smiling as she waved it towards Hope. Hope reluctantly walked over and grabbed it, then slid it over their head and put it on. Laci clapped her hands and said Hope was looking like a real girl for a change.

Hope suddenly felt dysphoric and their whole body tensed up. The last thing they would ever want was to look more like a real girl. They actually kept their hair to about shoulder length and dyed it orange to look more like a guy, since they’ve always related more with them and felt like one.

However, their coworker Laci, who they got stuck rooming with in the hotel, didn’t like that they were always dressing in suits and acting more like a guy than a girl, and she decided to ambush Hope before the event and pressure them into wearing a dress instead.

Hope tried to tell her they weren’t interested, but when Hope went to get dressed in their suit, they found certain parts of it had been cut or stained. It was frustrating, and Hope knew it was Laci who did it, but Hope didn’t bring any extra suits since this was a one-night event.

Hope thought about going out and buying a last-minute suit, but Laci convinced them that they didn’t have enough time and that it would be okay for them to spend one night acting like the girl they were, and in the end, Hope felt they had no choice.

After getting the dress on, Laci came back over with a choker and a pair of open-toed heels. It took everything inside Hope not to start yelling, then throwing the heels out the window and letting them fall seventeen floors down.

Luckily, Hope had struggled with their feelings for a long time and had healthy ways of dealing with the stress of people like Laci while also containing their feelings of dysphoria. So they did their breathing techniques and tried to think happy thoughts.

They managed to calm down, at least as much as they could, since they couldn’t stop thinking about how they were wearing a dress. They were thinking about backing out of the event, even if it made them look bad, but Laci didn’t give them the chance.

She grabbed Hope’s arm and pulled them out of the hotel room and to the event. Once inside, Hope could feel people staring at them. Some were random people who’d never seen them before and probably thought they looked cute.

While the others were their coworkers and clients who were attending the event as well. None of them had ever seen them in a dress like this and were likely feeling amazed at the rare sight or, like Laci, thinking it was about time.

No matter the reason, the attention they got made Hope’s anxiety go crazy. They hated it; the very idea of being perceived as a woman was enough to make them vomit. Only a few minutes into the event, they were regretting everything.

From agreeing to come, to not protesting against having Laci as a roommate, to not wearing their ruined suit, and finally to letting Laci pressure them into wearing the dress. They knew that they couldn't do this, so they decided to go back to the hotel room after only twenty minutes.

They went to reach for their pocket to grab their room key when they realized something. They didn’t have pockets or even a purse, which meant they had no room key. Their only choice was to go ask Laci for hers.

They walked through the crowds of people, trying their best not to think about the dress or those looking at them, and eventually they made it to Laci, who was talking with their boss and another of their coworkers named Max.

Laci saw Hope and pulled them over. She then spun Hope around and presented them to the boss and Max and told them about how she managed to convince Hope to wear something pretty for a change.

She then fished for compliments from the guys, and the boss didn’t say much, as he knew Hope not wearing a suit was really out of place for them and had always respected their decision to not dress like the typical businesswoman.

However, Max didn’t know them as well, so he had no idea they hated dresses. So he said what he really felt. He told Hope the dress was beautiful and that it must be amazing to be able to wear something so nice yet simple to an event like this.

Hope let out a very nervous and awkward laugh, then made a bad joke about being willing to swap outfits with him in a heartbeat, which made Max turn bright red. Laci then sighed and said there was no way she was letting Hope out of the dress that easily.

She then pulled Hope over to one of the large shiny windows, in which they were able to see their own reflections. She placed Hope right in front of it and told them to take a good look at themself and see the beautiful woman dying to be set free.

Hope looked and indeed saw a woman standing there in a dress, but instead of a woman seeking freedom, they saw a guy miserable and trapped behind a mask. Hope suddenly felt overwhelmed and their stomach started to churn.

They excused themself and scurried off towards the bathrooms, which were all gender neutral and each one had a full private room around each toilet, with the only shared space being the sinks people use to wash up afterward.

Hope goes to one of the toilets and closes the door, locks it, and then sits down and puts their hands on their face. They begin to cry and ask themselves and the world why things were like this. Asking why they couldn’t have been born a guy or at least be a girl who didn’t feel this way.

They wished over and over that the pain, the suffering, and the grief they felt would stop and that they could finally live as who they were supposed to be, to finally be happy with themselves and their body.

Since they were crying and sobbing, they had no idea, but their greatest wish was coming true at that moment. Hope’s hair started to get shorter and become even more boyish than it had been before.

After that, their chest began to shrink away until their chest was completely flat, with no hint there were ever round mounds of flesh sitting on them. They then started to gain a bit of muscle mass and grow taller.

Their face began taking a more masculine shape and their hips receded back, while their waist got thicker, completely removing the feminine figure they once had. They didn’t notice any of that, but they did notice the last change.

He felt their underwear getting tighter and a strange discomfort from a part of their body that was being crushed by their underwear. He was confused by this sudden feeling and wiped his face of tears.

He then lifted their dress and looked at his underwear and became even more confused when he saw the bulge he had. Hope pressed and was surprised to find the strange bulge was a part of this body. He then lowered his underwear and gasped at what he saw.

Hope now had male genitalia. He let go of his underwear and dropped his dress so he could wipe his eyes and see if somehow he was dreaming or hallucinating. He then rechecked and it was still there.

Hope started to laugh a bit, then he got up and left the stall. Hope went right up to the mirror furthest from the entrance and looked into the mirror. It was a crazy sight, but the best one he’d ever seen. There in the mirror was a man wearing a dress.

Hope looked like a crossdresser, but he didn’t even care. He was overjoyed and had tears in his eyes. For the first time in his life, he didn’t feel wrong, like his body didn’t feel wrong. He just couldn’t believe it.

He had no idea how this was possible, but he wasn’t going to question it, as even in the minute he’d been like this, he knew. This was who he was, who he wanted to be, and this was how he was going to live his life from now on.

He wasn’t even all that bothered by the dress now, as he knew no one would try and force him to wear it again. He was even more excited to get a new suit that properly fit this body. It was truly a dream come true, and Hope was so happy he couldn’t even speak; he could only smile at himself in the mirror.