Altered Reality - MTF Fantasy

As the clock edged towards 3:30, I gathered some cosmetics into my purse, bracing myself for the night ahead. Hailing a taxi, the city buzzed around me as I made my way to Naomi's place, a mix of anticipation and nervousness swirling within.

Naomi buzzed me in with an exuberant greeting. "Katie! So glad you could make it, girl! You're going to love the outfits I've got lined up!" she exclaimed, leading me into her apartment like a seasoned hostess.

Entering her bedroom, I was met with two shimmering silver, satin, mini dresses. My eyes widened as its revealing nature made me uneasy. However, to maintain my facade, I channelled my nervousness into bubbly excitement. "Naomi, these are incredible! This is exactly what we needed," I praised, my voice tinged with the high-pitched feminine enthusiasm I'd been cultivating as Katie.

Naomi beamed, handing me a glass of rosé. "Well, a girl's gotta look her best, especially for Leo's party." She gestured towards the dresses. "By the way, did you hear, it's going to be massive, full of A-listers!"

With wine glasses in hand, we settled in front of the vanity to embark on the pre-party ritual. Naomi, ever the fashionista, continued to explain her vision. "I'm thinking a sleek ponytail for you, Katie, and maybe something different for me." she suggested, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

I hesitated for a moment, a blend of uncertainty and eagerness crossing my features. "Sleek ponytail? That sounds fab, Naomi! Let's do it!" I agreed, trying to match her energy, but beneath the surface, the nervous flutter persisted.

As we delved into hair styling and makeup, Naomi continued chatting about the party, sharing anecdotes about Leo and dropping hints about the star-studded guest list. "You won't believe who's going to be there, Katie! It's like a who's who of Hollywood. We're going to turn heads!" she exclaimed, her words buzzing with contagious enthusiasm.

I laughed along, sipping on my wine as we navigated through the beauty routine. Katies instincts kicking in. "I can't wait, Naomi! Tonight is going to be da bomb," I responded, feeling a strange sense of closeness with Naomi, a woman who I felt like I knew for a lifetime. Possibly because in this form, I did.

After a few more glasses of wine, our transformations were complete. Naomi and I stood in front of the mirror, fully clad in the shimmering satin dresses. As I glanced at our reflections, I couldn't help but marvel at our supermodel body. Although initially nervous about the lack of clothing covering my body, the glasses of wine were giving me much needed confidence.

With a final cheers, we headed out to hail a cab, the city lights shimmering around us. "To a night of glamour and surprises!" Naomi toasted, clinking our glasses together.

"Cheers to that, Naomi! Let's make it a night to remember," I chimed in, a blend of excitement and apprehension lingering beneath the surface.