Chapter 7 - Shower Thoughts

Masquerades 101 by Emily

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Synopsis: Day 2 some some surprising conversations in the shower.


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Ugh. That was a crazy dream. Having to spend an entire day as a guy. I stretched and rolled over and opened my eyes. I looked around. Oh no. I’m still in Victor’s bedroom. That wasn’t a dream. My head was buzzing a little from last night’s beers. 

I rubbed my forehead to try to soothe the throbbing.. 

Uh oh. I forgot to set an alarm. I picked up Victor’s cell phone and checked the time.

7:12 AM. Oh no. I overslept.

I grabbed a clean t-shirt, some cargo shorts, and socks and shoes from a drawer and stuffed them into a duffle bag I found. 

I was still dressed in yesterday's clothes and I could tell that I started to stink. I slid on the flip flops, dashed into the kitchen, opened a few cupboards and eventually found a bottle of advil. I washed the pill down with one of the dirty cups in the sink and dashed out of the apartment.

I arrived back at my apartment. My head wasn’t throbbing as much anymore. Now I’m just tired and anxious about class. The door was locked. I knocked on it.

Lexi answered it. “We need to get you a key.” she said, walking back to her room.

“But this is my apartment!” I said frustrated.

Lexi isn’t a morning person and just waved my comment away while trudging back to her bedroom. “Turn off your alarm clock, Nicole.”

I walked down the hall to my bedroom to find a sleeping Victor, oblivious to the alarm clock going off. I turned off the alarm. “Victor, wake up.”

Victor rolled over and groaned. “My head hurts.”

“How much wine did you drink last night?” I asked.

He sat up in bed and looked at me and put his hands over his head. “We didn’t swap back. You’re still me.”

“No shit.” I said. “We need to get you up and showered.”

“Do I have to?” he groaned. “I thought we were going to our own classes today. Why do I need to get ready?”

“Because people might recognize you. I have an image to maintain. I don’t want my body walking around looking like a hobo. Plus. Neither of us have showered in 2 days. I know I can smell B.O. coming off of me. I bet you don’t smell like roses either. It’s nasty, Victor.”

“You go first,” he said. “I’ll go back to sleep.” He laid back in bed.

Argh. We don’t have time for this. I checked the clock. It’s 7:35 now. No, no. I wasn’t even sure how I was going to handle this anyway. In my head, I figured we’d have plenty of time to come up with a plan on how to take showers. I was still cautious about sending Victor into the shower with my body. But neither of us have time to debate this. There’s only one solution I can see - we can take one together. I can keep him from being handsey and I can teach him how to shave.

“Come on, Victor.” I said shaking his shoulder. “We don’t have time for this. We’ll shower together.”

“You can’t be serious,” he said, opening his eyes.

“Very.” I said. I grabbed his arm and pulled him back to a sitting position. “Let’s go,” I said, pulling him into a standing position next. “Did you get dressed into these PJs yourself?”


“Good job” I said. “Maybe you can handle getting dressed today yourself.”

“I doubt that,” he said.

“Let’s go.” I said taking his hand and heading into the bathroom. I shut the door behind us. 

I took off the t-shirt I was wearing.

“You weren’t joking?” he said, rubbing his eyes.

“No. Let’s go. The quicker we do this, the quicker we get it over with.”

He groaned again. “I have a splitting headache.”

“That’s probably because you didn’t eat anything last night after you ate too much at lunch.” I sound like a hypocrite right now, since I woke up with a hangover too. Should I even tell Victor that I drank last night?

He groaned again. I reached into the shower and turned the water on to let it heat up. I turned back around to see Victor take the cami off. I noticed my breasts out of the corner of my eye. I hope I don’t regret this.

I closed my eyes and dropped the shorts and boxers I was wearing, trying not to look down. When I opened my eyes, Victor too had his eyes closed and was standing there naked. I didn’t even ask him to do that. I looked away. Despite that being my body, I remember what happened last time I got a good look at it.

I felt the water to see if it was warm enough. It was and I pulled him into the shower with me. 

“OK. You can open your eyes'' I said. We were both facing each other. “I figure if we just maintain eye contact, we can avoid looking at each other’s naked bodies.”

“OK” he said. “If you insist.”

I grabbed my conditioner and shampoo from the shelf. “Wet your hair.” He did as he was told then I handed him the conditioner. 

“Nicole, I know how to take a shower.” he said, taking the conditioner.

“Fine.” I said, squirting my shampoo into my hand and into my hair.

“What is this scent?” he said. “You’re putting your girly shampoo into my hair.”

“I was in such a rush, I forgot to get your manly shampoo. Sorry.”

He closed his eyes as he was rinsing his hair.

“Have you ever had long hair?” I asked.

“No.” he said.

“Here.” I said, showing him how to make sure he properly conditions, shampoos and rinses longer hair. He was a quick learner and took to it with ease without complaining.

“Body wash?” he asked.

“Yeah” I said, handing him the bottle. 

He took a squirt and started lathering up his shoulders. He paused with his hands right below his neck and looked at me. He was waiting for permission.

I nodded and then watched him lather up his… my... breasts.

Oh no. I felt an erection coming up, I turned around quickly to face the wall. No. No. No. This is embarrassing. This is gross.

“Nicole, you OK?”

“I’m fine.” No, I’m not fine. I’m stuck in a male body and have an erection.

“You don’t have to hide it, you know.” I turned my head to see him. He had a sympathetic look on his face.. my face.

“I just.” I said, turning completely around. My erection hit his leg. His smooth leg. “Oh my God. I’m so sorry.” I turned back around to the wall. “I’m sorry. This was a horrible idea.”

“It’s OK.” he put his hand on my shoulder. “We’ll get through this.”

“How are you so calm?” I said, talking to the wall. “You have a dude’s peen hitting your leg!”

“Because it’s mine. I know what it looks like. We’re intimately familiar.”

“Ew.” I said.

He chuckled at that, and I found myself smiling. I’m glad he’s laughing about it. His laugh might be infectious. And he’s laughing with my voice too.

“Here.” he said, holding up the body wash. I turned around. “You should do it yourself. If I do it for you... Well… it’s gonna make things worse.”

I held out my hand and he squirted the body wash into my hand. I looked down at the erect penis I’ve been avoiding looking at. Since I was now in possession of it, I should start treating it as a natural appendage of me. I lathered it up and tried to think of unsexy things as I cleaned it. Nothing was working. In fact, it felt kinda good. But I wasn't about to masturbate in front of Victor so I stopped and let the water rinse the soap off. I should ask him how he takes care of erections, but I didn’t want to talk about it. Instead, I turned my focus back to him.

“I haven’t shaved my legs in a few days.” I said to him. “You’re gonna need to shave today, or do you want me to help you?”

“Maybe some pointers.” he said.

I handed him the shaving cream, then my razor and showed him which direction I like to go, and which spots to pay attention to. After a few minutes, I realized we were very comfortable with each other. He was looking down at his new body, and I was looking down at mine. My erection wasn’t going down because I kept getting turned on Victor shaving my own body, but at least it wasn’t freaking me out like it did earlier. Victor seemed to be most comfortable.

We made eye contact. “Nicole, how are you holding up?”

“I’m OK. I think I’m better.”

“Good.” he said. “We’re both going to have to rise to the occasion.” He looked at me and started to chuckle. It was infectious, and I chuckled. He started laughing, and I couldn’t help it, I burst out laughing too.

We were both laughing loudly and our laughs were echoing off the shower walls. I mean - this was utterly ridiculous. We were two strangers taking a shower together in each other’s bodies. And this was my idea.

“Thank you Vic.” I told him when I was able to stop laughing. “I needed that. Really, I did. I was on the verge of a meltdown there. How did last night go?”

“It went well. I had a lot of fun with your friends. I’m sorry that Alexis kicked you out. I would’ve liked to have hung out with you too.”

“Thanks Vic. I was angry at first.” I decided to fill him in on the good news. “But some good did come out of it.” 

“How so? Did you find that totem we were looking for?”

“No, but I got you a date for Friday.”

“Wait - what now?”

“Yeah.” I smiled. “That cute girl - Stephanie. I set you up.”

Victor stopped shaving for a moment and looked at me. “You set me up with Stephanie? She’s… not my type.”

“What are you talking about? She’s cute, attractive, and clearly got the hots for you.”

“I…” he said. “I don’t know. I’m not really ready to date. I haven’t dated since...” I explained by dating woes with Alexis and Madison last night and I really didn’t want to rehash it again.

“Now’s your chance. Get back out there. Get back up on the horse. Go to the sea and fish. Or whatever guys say to get over heartbreak.”

“I dunno, Nicole.” he said, continuing to finish shaving his legs. “I’ve been burned in the past. I don’t really trust anyone enough to start dating.”

“How will you ever learn to trust anyone if you don’t get to know them? Do you trust me and Lexi?”

“I guess. But you both are friendly with me because of the situation we’ve been put in. The moment I’m back on my body, you’ll both move on with your lives and leave me behind.”

“You don’t know that, Vic.”

He shrugged and continued to shave.

“But anyway,” I said. “Back to Stephanie. I figured a selfless act could help us out. I bet if you do something for me, we’ll swap back before Friday.”

“That defeats the purpose of a selfless act.” he sighed, handing me the razor. “And if you’re stuck going on that date?”

“Then I’ll hit out of the park, make you look like the stud you are and we’ll swap back Saturday morning.”

“You think I’m a stud?”

“Victor, I have a boyfriend.” 

He chuckled and rinsed his legs clean of all of the soap and cream. “Wow, I can’t believe how smooth these legs are.”

“If you like em, I can shave these too.”

“No.” he said and laughed. “I just hope all of this works out.”

“It will,” I said. “I have every confidence in us.” I smiled. He smiled back.

“Hey Nicole,” he said. “Do you worry that we’re turning into each other?”

“What?” I replied. “No. We’re not turning into each other.”

“It’s just something Alexis mentioned to me last night. And then I was finding it way too easy to be you and talk to your friends. I was enjoying it.”

“You were enjoying having friends? That doesn’t mean you’re becoming me. It just means you miss having friends. Maybe you are opening up to us.”

“You’re probably right.” he said.

I heard the door open. I poked my head around the shower curtain. Lexi was standing in the doorway. 

“What’s going on?” she said. “I heard laughing and giggling. You’re both taking a shower together? This is totally awkward. Even by Nicole standards.”

“We didn’t have time for two showers.” I said. “It was my idea.”

Victor poked his head around the other side. “Were we making too much noise? Sorry Alexis.”

“You know what? Call up Tyler and dump him. You two are perfect for each other. Miss Bad Ideas and Mr No Ideas.”

I saw Victor blush and return his head back behind the curtain. I stuck my tongue out at Lexi. She chuckled and closed the door on us.

“I’m sorry, this is weird.” Victor said.

“Vic, rule number one about being Lexi’s friend. She tells you she hates drama, but secretly she loves it. She loves complaining about it. Try to put her in the most awkward moments ever and she’ll love you back. The three of us. Me, Alexis and Madison, we get along so well because we’re so different. Lexi is the serious one, Mads is the not so serious one, and I’m the one that makes them both look good because I’m always so awkward.”

“Really? I thought you were the one who had everything so put together.”

I sighed. A moment of truth. “Victor. I would be nothing without my best friends.”

* * *


Nicole taught me how to wrap my hair in a towel and led me back to our - I mean her bedroom. She quickly changed into the spare clothes she brought from my apartment. Lucky. That was quick and easy. I never considered how lucky I had it. 

I, on the other hand, was staring at her closet like a deer in headlights. So many tops and dresses. Are there rules about what to wear and when?

“Think you can handle this by yourself?” She asked me.

I wanted to say no. But after our conversation in the shower, I feel that we’re ready to open up and start trusting each other. This was an important step in our… friendship. “I… I guess.” I said. “Wait - Help me with the bra.”

“Let me show you.” she said, pulling out a light blue bra from her drawer. “Find the top.” She showed the shoulder straps. “Then twist it around so you can see the clasp. Clip it, rotate it back around. Put your arms through the straps, pull up. Then you may have to adjust the boobs so they’re sitting nicely in the cups.” She handed me the bra.

I did as she told me. I clasped it, rotated it, pulled it up, put my arms through and adjusted it. I felt a little weird grabbing the boobs in front of her. But I think we’re past that stage with each other now.

Nicole smiled at me. “You’re doing great Victor. You’re a quick learner. Now pick out an outfit and get dressed. I’ll get our breakfast ready. We have 20 minutes to get out of here.”

Oh God. Not another yogurt.

I pulled out a pair of panties and put them on. I appreciated how they felt on me yesterday. So soft. They clung to every curve. I admired myself in the mirror. These are certainly more sexy than the boxers I typically wear. I then turned my attention to the closet.

I scanned the closet and at the far end, I found t-shirts. Oh look Nicole, you do own t-shirts. I pulled one out. It was a t-shirt that had a picture of sandals on the front. I pulled that shirt on and found a pair of jean shorts and pulled those on as well.

I walked out into the living room and Nicole saw me. “Victor. You’re going to class, not the beach. A dress please.”

I put on my grumpy face, but it might have come off more as a pout. I wanted to put up more of a fight here. After all, I see plenty of girls go to class like this. Hell - I’ve seen girls to class in their pajamas. Why can’t I? If I was still in my body, I’d be wearing… the same thing Nicole is currently wearing. That concern about becoming each other entered my brain again. I shook it out. That’s absurd.

I pulled off the t-shirt and shorts and tossed them onto the bed. I then pulled out a maroon dress. I pulled it over my head and smoothed it out. Wow. That hugged all of the right curves just like the panties did. It’s a little warm though.

I returned to the kitchen.

Nicole’s eyes got wide. “Whoa. No. That’s what I wear when I go out clubbing.”

As I passed the mirror, she was right. It had a plunging neckline and not only could I see cleavage, but I could also see the bra. Fail.

I took off the dress, tossed it aside and found a navy blue dress with flowers on it. It hid the bra, didn’t show too much cleavage, and was a decent length. It even felt lighter and let more air in. That previous dress would’ve been too thick for the late summer heat.

I returned to the kitchen. She stared at me. I decided to do a twirl for her. She was still silent.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“Nothing.” she said. “I just hadn’t worn that dress yet. Come here.” I walked closer to her. She opened a kitchen drawer and turned me around so my back was to her. She grabbed something from my back that was itching me. A tag. She cut it off. “I bought it a few days ago. I was looking forward to wearing it.”

“I didn’t realize.” I said. “I can change.”

“It’s OK.” she said, trying to hide tears. “It looks great on you. Here.” she said. She handed me a plate and a glass of orange juice. On the plate was scrambled eggs and two pills.

“What’s this?” I asked.

“I knew you didn't like the yogurt, so I made you an egg. The Motrin for your wine headache. One pill is a multivitamin and the other is… well…. you… I… we.. missed our birth control yesterday.”

I nodded my head. “Oh. Thank you Nicole.” She was going out of her way to be nice to me. I think I may have judged her too harshly. 

“You’re welcome. We’re in this together. We’ll get through this by supporting each other.”

She had yogurt, I had the eggs and pills. I thought crossed my mind. I wonder how our bodies are going to react to this abrupt change of diet. It’s very likely Nicole in my body will start losing weight. I in Nicoles may start gaining it. Maybe I should watch what I eat in the future.

“Victor.” she said, moving her tongue around her mouth. “Did you know you’re missing a tooth? In the back of your mouth.”

I laughed. “Yeah. I had a tooth abscess last year. It was so painful. I was on codeine for a week for the pain. I eventually just told the dentist to take it out.”

“Ouch.” she replied.

I was curious and ran my tongue over my teeth too. “Your teeth seem smaller yet smoother than mine. You have a tooth out of alignment on the bottom.”

“Yeah, that tooth shifted after I got my braces off.” She chuckled and looked at me. We were both smiling at us checking out each other’s teeth. “We’re weird.”

When we were done with breakfast, she took me to the mirror and did my makeup. This time she narrated what she was doing.

“Is there going to be a quiz on this?” I asked.

“Not yet.” We don’t have time for a real makeup lesson. Maybe tomorrow - assuming we both don’t get drunk and oversleep.

I chuckled and we both returned to the living room. I sat down on the couch and she sat next to me. We both looked at the schedule grid that we made last night and took notes of where each of us will be this morning and afternoon.

Alexis came out of her room fully dressed and ready for class. She looked at us. “OK. I have some suggestions for both of you.”

“Like what?” Nicole asked.

“About how you hold yourselves. Look at each other. Victor is slouched back with his legs spread eagle giving me a show of his panties. Nicole, you sitting up straight as a board with your hands on your knees. All prim and proper. It doesn’t look natural with Vic’s body.”

We looked at each other with embarrassment. I immediately closed my legs.

“Why don’t you try doing what the other was just doing?” she asked.

I looked at Nicole. I straightened up my back. I put my knees together and my hands on my knees. Oh fuck it. I crossed them.

“Nice work Vic.” Alexis complimented me. The compliment made me feel good. The posture change actually made me quite feminine.

We looked at Nicole, who leaned back on the couch with a half smirk. Alexis kicked one of Nicole’s legs out to get her to open her legs. 

“Now what?” she asked. “Do I just sit and scratch them?”

“That’s tomorrow’s lesson,” I said smiling. All three of us laughed. 

* * *


I was in the shower getting ready for class. I think tonight is the night that I go pay Nicole a visit. She asked for a few days of space last night, and I figure 24 hours should be more than enough. I was worried I really hurt her. I also missed her. We’ve never had an argument that lasted longer than a day, and it’s already been a day and a half since our fight. I feel awful for calling her out in our fight. It was mean spirited of me.

I got out of the shower and dried off. My clothes were neatly set out beside the shower. I put on the t-shirt and shorts and walked out of the bathroom. Much to my surprise, my roommate Josh was walking down the hall naked.

“Dude!” I said.

“What’s wrong?” he said, turning around to give me a full shot of his package. I turned away.

“I don’t wanna see that.” I said.

“Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it.” he laughed.

“No thanks, dude.” I said running into my room. “I’m not your type. I see the types of guys you bring home.”

He chuckled. “I will make an exception for a cute thing like you.” he said from the hall.

“Josh, seriously.” I said. “When I agreed to be your roommate, you promised you’d stop hitting on me.”

“It’s just flirting. I love seeing you get flustered.”

I grabbed my socks, shoes and backpack and walked back into the hallway. Thankfully, Josh was now dressed in a polo shirt and khakis.

“On another note.” Josh said. “When do you think you’ll have my campaign website ready?”

“I worked on it last night. I was planning on seeing Nicole tonight. I estimate I can get you something by the end of the week.”

“Nice.” he said. “I want to be the first one to put my candidacy for Student Body President. The first one always gets more publicity. A website with my platform and message will help.”

“Of course.”

“Are you and Nicole still not speaking?”

“She needed some space.”

“She’ll come around.” 

“Thanks Josh.”

“Have you thought any more about my offer to be campaign manager? I know you’d do an awesome job.”

“No thanks, Josh. I’m just not interested. I’m a comp-sci major, not a poli-sci major.”

“Your loss.” he said. “Hey - I have a stack of flyers in the kitchen for Thursday’s pool party. You should hand some out to your friends.”

I walked into the kitchen and looked at the flyer. “Welcome Back Pool Party. Sponsored by Josh Rivers for Student Body President” Typically, this type of event would be a given for both Nicole and I to show up at. I hope we’ve forgiven each other by then.

“Do you think I should bring flowers?” I asked.

“To the pool party?”

“No - when I apologize to Nicole”

“Ty,” Josh replied “You know your girlfriend better than anyone else.”

I sighed. Was it bad that I didn’t know? I was bad at gift giving. I was even bad at make-up gifts. I’ll make it a point to pick up some flowers before I head to her apartment this evening.



Hi, I'm Emily and I'm writing Gender Transformation Fiction! This site is a place for me to keep all of my stories in one place. I'm also a software developer in the daytime, so this site will also be a proving ground of cool new features that pop into my head. Feel free to message me on Twitter or at my Discord Server! You can also find me on and

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I want to comment but can’t always think of something so from now on I’m gonna try use 3 words to discribe each chapter. For this one I’m gonna go with frustrated, awkward and a tad bit wholesome

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