Changing Clothes: Kelly - Part Six

"Hey Wendy..." I coo softly, immediately causing the fit blonde to lurch up as she spins to face me. "Did you want something?" I ask, flashing her a grin as I hold my hands behind my back demurely.

"Uhhhh..." the tall young woman begins to mumble, her eyes going wide like a deer in the headlights as I watch her begin to panic. "The bed is... kinda small and... I mean, I can switch with... or stay on a cou..."

"I'm sure we can work it out" I giggle, enjoying watching the fit young woman squirm as she mentally trips over herself. "We've got..."

"Heather!" calls out a voice behind me, a mildly panicked Kelly leaving her temporary bedroom with her arms filled with bottles of oddly familiar alcohol. My gaze narrows, my lips twisting into a pout as I eye up the various bottles of wine and spirits that had adorned my kitchen shelves only a few hours ago.

"Sorry..." I chirp, waving slightly to Wendy as she nervously waves back. "Be back in a..."

"No... no problem" Wendy calls back with a slight wheeze, straightening herself up as she seems to try and regain her composure. Taking on a feigned sense of confidence she quickly gives me a bright and eager smile. "We can talk about later tonight, when we grab dinner over at the hot springs" she chirps, her voices wavering slightly as her gaze flickers down my far shorter form before shift back to look me in the eyes. "The others... uh... can't make it so it'll just be the two of..." she manages to croak out, her tan face slowly beginning to burn red as she fumbles with her words.

"Sounds like a plan" a chime back innocently, giving the towering woman a grin that seem to nearly take her out at the knees. "Let me know when we're..."  I continue, only to feel a hand grab my arm violently as I'm dragged away with the sound of clinking and clattering bottles.

In a flurry of motion I find my world spinning before the loud slam of a door rings out all to close to my ears. Finally at a stop I look up, my gaze falling on both Sarah and Kelly looking at me in a state of shock and even a faint hint of a nervous sweat building on their brows.

"Uh... guys?..." I mutter, wriggling my arm as I try to free myself from Kelly's grasp. "What's up? did you want to come to the hotspri..."

"No" chimes a nervous Sarah to cut me off, her eyes darting to Kelly before going wide. "Did you not tell her or..."

"I got her to come along, that's what we wanted... right?" Kelly chokes back, wincing slightly as the object for her affections stares her down. "It'll be fine, I mean she..."

"She?" I grumble, glaring at the two as I tug my arm free from Kelly's grasp. "What was she meant to be..."

"Wendy likes you" Kelly blurts out, a hand flying to her mouth before immediately moving to catch and stabilize a series of wine bottles in her other arm. Sarah's eyes go wider at the announcement, her lips quickly mouthing 'quiet' to the frantic brunette.

"Aaaaaand?" I muse back, cocking an eyebrow and shaking my head in confusion. "I mean I like her to?" I state, my words shifting to form a question as I look at Kelly for confirmation. Of course I vaguely knew of the towering butch blonde from our occasional meetings before and after class, however, I had no real idea as to how everyone remembered their time with Heather in between my time as her.

Kelly gives me a short and quick nod in affirmation as Sarah rolls her eyes, her nerves dying down a little on the surface as she smirks at me.

"Kelly's got a cute way of saying fawning over you since orientation week" she chuckles weakly, immediately eliciting a flinch from my body's supposed best friend. Kelly merely shoots be a weak smile, a softly spoken "sorry" slip out from between her lips as she moves to place the various bottles of wine down on the dresser of the room.

I'm left looking between the two girls, my gaze darting back and forth as I feel my heart begin to race. I open my mouth, mildly flabbergasted and struggling to think let alone talk past the growing heat coursing through my veins.

"Sorry..." Kelly mutters more loudly, still keeping her voice to a hushed tone due to Sarah's demand. "She was going to tell you on your date at the..."

"I thought you were going to check first" hisses Sarah with a glare, her gaze narrowing to Kelly as the poor young woman appears to shrink away. "What if she doesn't feel the same way? What if Wendy makes a move while their at the hot springs or..."

"I'd climb her like a tree..." I dreamily mutter, my voice eeking out on it's own as I squeeze my thighs together without any voluntary thought. Shaking my head I snap out of my stupor, my breath coming out in a mild pant as a distractedly damp heat burns beneath my dress.

Kelly's jaw drops for a second before she corrects herself, her whole body turning to an equally shocked Sarah. The freckled and pierced top heavy young woman seemingly coming to before Kelly as she cocks her hip and folds her arms.

"Alright" she laughs, placing a hand to her forehead as she wipes off the sweat. "Seems like we had nothing to worry about" she continues, her shoulders slumping as her chest jostles and immediately steals Kelly's attention. "Did you want a bottle of wine or something for your climb or..." Sarah asks with a smirk, her tone quickly shifting to one of mocking rather then her nervous one from moments ago.

I can only wheeze a little in response, my mind drawn to the gnawing heat inside my panties as I quickly grow more agitated by the second.

"We'll grab one before she goes" Kelly chirps nervously, opening the door behind me before ushering me outside and soon following along. "Are you good to..."

"Unpack? Sure sure" Sarah coos back, walking over to a bottle of Syrah as she pulls a pocket knife from her back pocket. "I'll get a start, but don't wait too long" she follows with a wink as Kelly nearly looses her footing. The poor brunette almost seems pained as she pulls the door shut with a terrible nerve-wracked chuckle, her gaze quickly snapping to me as the door closes behind her.

"Sorry sorry sorry sorry" she blurts out in quick succession, her frame hunching down to get to my eye level. "I should have told you but if you'd said no then Sarah would have been mad and I would have been uninvited and... and..." she sputters, her speech struggling under her own distracting thoughts.

"Kelly..." I state sharply, the young woman snapping her mouth shut as I speak with a tone not quiet befitting the short and delicate young woman I appeared to be. "What swimwear did you pack me?"

The day seemed to race past in my addled mind. I had never spent so long as Heather, only wearing the young woman's form for a few hours at a time to get to and from classes and to socialize shortly before and afterwards. However, as the day carries on and shadows draw longer I find myself constantly shifting and fidgeting no matter what I was doing.

Agitation and distractions constantly plague me as I unpack and explore the holiday house grounds, my mind turning back to the same thought over and over.

"I can't believe I said that" I mutter, pouring a glass of water in the kitchen as I watch James leave to go 'looking for wood and stuff'. "Like a tree?" I wheeze under my breath, terrified someone would hear. The water feels oddly cold as it passes my lips and down my throat, my body feeling strangely flush even after changing into a new set of clothes.

My eyes glance down to the white shirt I had pulled from my roughly packed bag, an oversized top covering the set of swimwear my brunette bestie had bought and packed for me. The bright white cotton fabric appear to flicker and burn in the evening sun, the horizon and scant few clouds getting painted in red and orange hues.

A series of thumping footfalls race down the steps, overpowering the sound of chatter and giggling coming from the fairly tipsy Sarah and Kelly upstairs as they menace an all too eager to be alone Madison. Suddenly I feel a lump form in my throat as my heart skips a beat, my gaze falling on the tall and fit blonde as she stumbles down the last few steps with keys and a bottle of sparkling wine in hand.

She is dressed in the same yellow and black flannel top, now opened to reveal her toned muscular form. Her bust, concealed beneath a pale green bandeau swim top, appears relatively large in my shrunken form while likely being fairly modest on her taller frame. The same loose and well-worn jeans adorn or long muscular legs, though it the fact that a set of boy shorts or bikini bottoms lay beneath are not lost on me. 

"He...Hey!" she croaks, waving at me with the same hand that carries the sparkling for a moment. Catching her mistake she quickly stops, holding the bottle firmly at her side as she grins nervously. "Sarah and Kelly said we should take this, and I thought it'd be..."

"Delicious" I practically purr, my eyes not once turning to the bottle by her side. The tone in my voice seems to set Wendy on edge, her lips flickering with a grin as she quickly bites down on her lower lip.

"Do you... uh... know wine or..." she blurts out, struggling to answer or continue the conversation. "Is it a good bottle or something? You can tell me about it in the car, I'm gonna be your driver tonight" she stammers, wiggling her free arms elbow briefly as if to invite me to grab on before she catches herself and returns to her overly rigid stance.

"Well" she coughs before turning to the door. "We'd better get going before Emmie locks up for the night."