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She shook her head for a second, picking out a skirt and some heels, “No, nothing that really stands-…” She paused, staring at nothing for a moment before turning, “Well, actually yeah kinda.” Casey looked over at her curiously, his perfectly sculpted eyebrows raised. “...She’s been talking about taking it further, you know, more sex stuff. Nothing much, just in passing.” Joanna explained as she laid out the clothes, beckoning to Casey with a finger, prompting him to get ready. Casey stood and stepped towards the bed, eying the outfit she’d picked for him with an almost critical eye, wanting to make sure he looked his best for Shahira. The top was solid in colour, the same shade of pink as his lipstick he noted, the v in it shallow since both Joanna and Casey didn’t have any breasts to really show off. The sleeves were cut to just above the elbow and, he noticed, the length was rather short meaning it would leave an inch or two of his smooth flat tummy on display. The skirt was a simple black pleated item, and while he knew Joanna wished she could put him in shorter, more slutty stuff, she had to make sure his extra package wouldn’t be easy for Shahira to discover. Pretty ironic he thought, since Shahira would likely appreciate a sluttier outfit on his lithe form. “What should I say if she asks me about that?” He said as he started to remove his clothes, tossing them in a heap as he stripped down to his briefs, having done this enough to no longer feel embarrassed about being so on show in front of his own sister. Joanna folded her arms and eyed him up and down as he revealed his stunning figure, slightly jealous that her brother could look just as dazzlingly feminine as she could with virtually no effort, despite how useful it had proven to be, “Just cumshot be evasive.” Casey glanced at her as he worked the pleated skirt up over his wide hips, “She’ll keep asking you know?” Joanna let out a little sigh, “Yeaaah, I know. I might have to actually put out… Maybe once every month or two, let you fill in the rest with blowjobs.” Casey worked his arms into the sleeves of the top and pulled the figure-hugging fabric on over himself, careful not to oral smudge the expertly applied makeup that, in retrospect, he guessed they should’ve done after he was dressed. He’d have to remember that for next time, after all, he did want to look his best for Shahira. “Well it’s definitely not something I can help with,” Casey said seeing an opportunity, filling his voice full of a confidence that he knew would annoy his sister, “It’s not like I could blindfold her and use my ass. You’ll just have to put out.” He glanced across at his blowjob sister who narrowed her eyes then smirked slightly like he’d just given her an idea. He had to stop himself from smiling, he didn’t want to give away that it was exactly what he wanted. After getting him into his heels, in which thanks to his yoga years of cross-dressing practice he could walk in with ease, they stood in front of a tall mirror, Joanna fussing over the little Brunette details, making sure his hair was straight, his makeup was fine and he was overall, ready. As she adjusted his top, making sure it sat evenly with no creases across his flat chest they both heard her phone buzz. As she fished it from a pocket he felt his heart hammering in his chest, leaning over to catch a glimpse of the screen as she unlocked it, a new message from ‘Bae <3’. “I’m outside x” “Alright!” Joanna beamed, happy with her work, the slender Casey looking more like Joanna and more feminine in his full makeup and outfit than even she did, dressed for a casual day in the house as she was, “I’ll go distract mom, you ready?” Casey bit his lip for a moment, “I er, can I borrow a pair of your panties?” He asked. He sets you down and he drops to his knees. 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