My Archenemy Caught Me in Women's Clothes

I'm a straight guy who likes wearing women's clothes.

For my coming-of-age ceremony, I filled in for a classmate at the last minute, wearing a dress for the performance. Nobody realized it was me.

After the show, I ran out of the venue and took off my wig. When I turned around, I saw the quiet transfer student from my class staring straight at my... legs.

My domineering school bully side took over. I strode over and kicked the wall beside the transfer student, then threatened him coldly.

"Hey, what did you see?"

The transfer student said nothing and lowered his head.

I scoffed inwardly: Scared now, huh?

The next second, a slender, well-defined hand slipped under my skirt.

"Your stockings are torn on the inside of your thigh."

!!!

I exploded.

A warm, healing first-person short story.

Theme: Love bravely, live bravely