My roommate was always bugging me to go out dancing even though I hated it. Dancing wasn’t my thing. I preferred calm and quiet. I hated to be the center of attention.
So when she offered to bet it all on the flip of a coin I barely hesitated. Heads I had to go and Tails she’d never ask again.
I lost and now not only am I spending my Friday night out in a club I have to wear what she tells me and do what she tells me. No matter what.
I can’t wear this outfit! I can’t dress this revealing! There is barely anything here at all! I’m fully exposed!
Everyone is staring! They can’t look away! All these men looking at me.
I think I liked it.
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It was absolutely insane. No one should dress like this. I was practically naked.
The clothes fit me well, so well they actually fit like a second skin. There was no hiding anything in these clothes.
My paranoid mind ran through every horrible scenario in the book. I imagined myself bending down to pick something up and flashing someone my panties. I imagined getting a bit too close to a guy and him seeing straight down my shirt. I imagined strangers staring at me, unable to stop looking as this girl who was dressed like this walked right past them leaving nothing to the imagination.
My body flushed with embarrassment. There was a heat burning inside of me, pounding behind my ears as I struggled into the tall heels Liz had set out for me and made my way out of the door of my bedroom.
Liz was standing there waiting for me, my perfect twin.
She was dressed in nearly the exact same outfit but opposite, a black mesh top with a white skirt. Her long brown hair tousled down around her shoulders, just like mine. She smiled at me, took me by the hand and brought me over to a full length mirror.
My breath escaped me, we looked identical.
Seriously looked like twins. It was completely uncanny.
Staring at the two of us in the mirror I didn’t see two roommates, I saw two clones, so close they were nearly indistinguishable. It took my breath away.
Because I looked hot. I’d never looked hot before but in this outfit and with this makeup and hair I looked just as hot as Liz did. I bit my lip and watched the reflection in the mirror do the same, the only indication on any level that we were the same person because that person in the mirror was not me.