Meeting Fiona Sequel: Summer Break!

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Sequel to Meeting Fiona. If you haven't read that first, can I suggest reading that first?


Every year, I go on break with Kyle and her family. Her mother does research on sharks, along with just about every other animal you can imagine. As part of her research endeavors, she rents a cabin by the beach and spends several days there, doing her work. The rest of us come along just to play.

This year, along with the usual crew (Kylie, her parents, her sister, my mother and myself) we're bringing along Fiona and her father. Fiona is so excited to go to the beach that her eyes are practically shimmering.

"The beach! Oh! I haven't been there in so long!"

"Uh, is it going to be okay?" I ask.

"Yeah? Why wouldn't it be?"

"Well, you're trans, right? So..."

She laughs. "It's fine! I know how to dress for the beach! Nobody will know unless they feel me up!"

Kylie glares at me. "Look at this, you've corrupted her! Poor girl wouldn't have ever said anything like that back when we first met her!"

"I mean, she's 11 now and surrounded by high schoolers. It was bound to happen."

"I still feel as if this is mostly your fault..."

I sigh, and throw my hands up. Yep! Sure! It's always my fault, somehow or another, isn't it? Well, whatever. This won't get in the way of me enjoying my summer! Especially not since Kylie's sister will be with us, and she's quite the sight to behold, unlike Kylie.

Several days later, it's time for the trip. I've packed all that I'll (hopefully) need, and my mom has packed even more. Because who knows just how many swimsuits you'll really need, and sunscreen, and books, and... Well, whatever else she has in there. Just because she's a teacher for a living doesn't mean that she's sensible when it comes to packing for vacation. It's a good thing that we're driving, because if we were taking a plane the luggage fees would be insane.

Kylie's sister, Mia, rolls up in a van that she rented just for this trip. She figured that everyone would be bringing lots of junk along, and that the regular cars just wouldn't be suitable for all of this. If everyone else is packing like my mother is, then she might just have a point.

As Mia steps out of the van, I get a good look at the college student for the first time in around 9 months. She's absolutely stunning! It's hard to believe that she's related to Kylie, honestly. She's got a flawless complexion, manicured nails, beautiful blonde hair, perky breasts, and a nice butt. And she knows just how good she looks, and likes to show it off! Right now she's wearing a crop top and denim shorts.

While I'm staring, Kylie steps out of the van and punches me.

"Get to work, idiot! Or did you expect the women to do all the hauling?"

"But you've got your father and Fiona's father if you really need a man to do some heavy lifting..."

"Oh, sure, for the heavy stuff that a sissy like you can't handle. But surely you can at least pack your own bag into the van?"

"Fine," I sigh.

"By the way," Kylie says as she follows me into my house and into my room, "Mia looks nice, doesn't she?"

"Ah, I guess..."

"Psh! Please! You were literally drooling out there!"

"No I wasn't!"

"If I hadn't stopped you, a puddle of drool would have been soaking into your shoes by now! Oh, but I guess compared to certain other puddles that come from you, it wouldn't be all that bad..."

"Hey! There's no need to bring any of that up!"

"Well, so long as you don't pee yourself in the car, it'll be fine. But anyhow, I wasn't trying to provoke you, it just happened. The point is that you like my sister, right? So how about I do you a favor?"

"What favor?"

"There's one extra seat in the van, the passenger's seat. I was going to take it and keep my sister company on the road, you know, not having seen my adorable sister in so long... But I'm willing to compromise."

"I'm not sure I'll like this compromise."

"Oh, I'm sure you won't! But, really, it isn't all that bad! You've done it before loads of times with me and Fiona!"

I groan. "More crossdressing? How do you two keep roping me into that!"

"Because you like it, I assume."

"No!"

"Maybe you just can't say no to a pretty face."

"If that were the case, you should have asked Fiona to ask me."

"Ooooh, that's what you're into? I thought you were into girls who were more developed?"

"Fiona is cute, but she's not my type. Still, I can't say no to her, I'll admit. And if we're talking pretty faces, Mia has the prettiest face around."

"You know she's my sister? Our faces are, like, 90% identical."

"No! It's way different! Maybe if you put some effort into your appearance like your sister does, you know, makeup and stuff, then you might be passable. But you're still not your sister."

Kylie crosses her arms, and rolls her eyes. "Alright, then, Ivan. So, do you want to sit with my sister on this nearly 3 hour road trip, or will you sissy out?"

I sigh. "You're really a jerk, you know that?"

"Yeah."

"Fine. You've got a deal."

We shake on that, and she runs out to let her sister know that she's going to be in the rented minivan with everyone else, and that I'll be keeping her company on the road.

I'm slightly nervous, but also excited. After I put my bag in the back, I take a seat next to Mia, and twiddle my thumbs like an idiot.

"So, you're gonna be my co-pilot for today, huh?" Mia asks.

"Uh, yep."

"Alright! It's up to you to keep me awake! Oh, and also to make sure I don't miss any turns! I guess it was just too much pressure for Kylie! Unless..."

"Unless?"

"You don't think she likes that little girl, do you? Fiona? She never seems to shut up about her. Then again, she never seems to shut up about you, either. Maybe she was worried about leaving you two alone for three hours in that car."

I scoff. "Along with everyone else? Including Fiona's ex-military dad? I think I would be killed if I tried to make a move on Fiona."

"Oh. Maybe it's best that you stay here with me, then. Oh, just don't try making a move on me, though!"

I blush, and looks out the window. "Of course not!"

Mia laughs, and ruffles my hair. "You're such a gentleman, you know that? Alright! Everything is packed up, now, and we're ready to go!"

Mia hits the GPS app on her phone, but honestly, I feel like by now we probably don't need it. I could probably walk there in my sleep. We go there every year, so even though Mia has never actually driven there, she's got to know the way by heart by now.

As she drives, Mia asks me all about my school life and my friendship with the girls. I fill her in on the less embarrassing things, leaving behind all the details about crossdressing, peeing myself, and being bullied.

"Huh, that's nothing like what Kylie tells me about," she says.

"What does Kylie tell you about?"

"Well, apparently you pee your pants a lot, and she makes you crossdress. But I'm sure she exaggerates just hot often that happens.

"Of course."

"Meaning that it really does happen, though."

"..."

I want to kill Kylie. She must have purposefully done all of this, not to give me a chance to be with her sister, but for her sister to let me know about all of the embarrassing things that Kylie has told her. How can she be so cruel?

As for Mia, she tells me about her college situation. She's going through boyfriends like crazy, so she thought she would try a girlfriend. Turns out the girl cheated on her, though, so now she's single again. For a girl who is so pretty, it's insane that she can be in so many terrible relationships.

Uh, that's kinda all that she talks about, really. She goes on a rant about the jerks in her school, and how a teacher tried to hit up on her, despite the twenty year age difference along with the very obvious power imbalance. I figure that it's in my best interest to steer her away from this conversation.

"So, have you seen Kylie in any of those dresses that you've given her?" I ask.

"No. I bet you've been wearing them more than her."

Ugh. That hurts, especially since it's true!

"Well... Fiona has convinced her on a few occasions to dress up for her. I've got some pics, so I'll show you later when you're not driving."

"Damn the rules of the road! I want to see these adorable pictures of my little sister!"

I laugh at that. I figure that just one small glance at a photo couldn't hurt, so I pull up a photo of Kylie wearing a frilly blue dress with Fiona putting Kylie's hair in twintails, with Kylie shouting at me to put the phone down. My eyes hover over the photo, and I can feel my heart skip a beat.

I show Mia the photo, and she sighs.

"Why can't she just look that cute always?"

"Right? She's your sister, so she can be cute if she wants to be, and yet..."

"So you think she's cute?"

"Well, she has the potential to be cute."

"That's where you're wrong! A cute girl is always cute! Although, yes, I do wish she wore cute dresses and stuff more often..."

The remainder of the trip consists of a concerning amount of discussion about dresses between a high school boy and a college girl. I'm eager to finally be done with the drive, though. 3 hours is nothing to joke about, and I feel like my bladder could explode.

I hurry down from the van, running towards the cabin. Kylie grabs my arm, though.

"Ivan! Don't be so selfish! Help us bring stuff in!"

"I can't! Right now-"

"Ugh, come on! Seriously?"

"Don't worry about it," Fiona's father says. "You kids go have fun, let us adults deal with things!"

I make a mad dash for the door, but in my hurry, I don't notice that Fiona has also been making a mad dash for the door. We collide, and...

The ground is wet. Fiona is crying. Everyone is staring at us.

"You seriously made Fiona cry?" Kylie scoffs. "Come on! I gave you one chance to look good in front of my sister, and you blew it! Oh, and you also peed yourself. Wow."

I do my best to keep myself from crying, standing up and offering my hand to Fiona. Her eyes are wet, and her vision is undoubtedly blurry, but she takes my hand and stands up. My mother takes her to wash up, and Kylie throws me my bag.

Thankfully, there are three bathrooms inside, so while Fiona takes one, I take another. I clean myself off in the bath really quick, then change clothes. Once I'm changed, I walk out to the living room, where everyone's stuff has been unloaded to for now. The adults are taking a quick beer break before they get to moving the luggage to the respective rooms.

The room situation is as follows: Kylie's parents are sleeping together, duh. My mother is rooming with Fiona's father, an unfortunate happenstance as they're now dating. Gross. Mia has her own room. The rest of us; Kylie, Fiona, and I, are sharing a room. Some parents might be worried about their daughters sharing a room with a teenage boy, but not these parents. I've roomed with Kylie every time we visit her for the summer, and there's never been an issue. I've got no interest in these two girls, anyhow. Now, if I were rooming with Mia, then there might be an issue...

I go to the room to rest for a bit. Everyone else is basically doing the same. As Fiona walks in, I apologize to her, but she shakes her head.

"No, that was partially my fault. If I hadn't been in such a rush, it would have been fine. Or if I went before we got in the car, but I was so excited that I forgot."

"Same. Well, we both made asses of ourselves, huh?"

She nods her head, then heads over to her bed. She reads a book for a bit, trying to get her mind off of the recent occurrence. I pull out a book to do the same, but Kylie coughs for my attention.

Kylie had been busy unpacking, putting up some dresses that she doesn't want to get wrinkled, and putting everything else in order. Right now, she's holding up a cute mint colored floral beach dress.

"That's cute. You gonna wear it?" I ask, already knowing that the answer is no.

"No." See? Called it. "You're going to wear it. This is in exchange for making Fiona cry."

"Not for getting a seat next to your sister?"

"No. You still owe me for that."

I roll my eyes. "You can't just get me to crossdress anytime that it serves you."

"But it will make up for making me cry and pee myself..." Fiona says, practically a whisper.

I groan. Damn it. "Fine. Get out so I can change."

The girls step out for a moment, then walk back in after I tell them that I'm good. Fiona's face is shining as she takes in the sight.

"Oh! You're so cute! You should just dress like this for the entire vacation!"

"No chance!" I scoff.

"Well, it was worth a shot."

"Yeah. Now, is it fine if I change now, or-"

As I'm saying that, the door opens. Mia pops her head in. "Hey everyone, we're going out for lunch -- oh! Ivan! You look adorable in that dress! Will you be wearing that to dinner?"

"No! Everyone get out so that I can change!"

I push the girls out of the room, and change back into normal clothes. My face is red, and I'm nearly crying again. On the first day of vacation, not only does my crush see me wet myself, she also sees me crossdressing! Ugh.

After I go back out to the living room, we all head out to a nice restaurant nearby for lunch. There's a lot of seafood which is a bit too... refined for my palate. Kylie doesn't seem to mind, but Fiona is definitely hesitant to try something so stinky. She orders chicken fingers, same as me. Thankfully nobody brings up my crossdressing or accident, so lunch goes by fine enough, I guess.

Once we return to the cabin, we can actually start the fun part of the vacation: the beach! I wore some board shorts to lunch, so I don't need to change. I just wait in the living room for everyone else to change.

First people out are the men, who just wear beach shorts. I'm not going to bother discussing them. Nor will I discuss the mothers who are wearing boring swimsuits that cover everything, thankfully.

Kylie and Fiona step out from our shared room. Kylie is wearing a black swimming top in a sport bra like style, and some short swimming shorts. It's unfortunately tomboyish, as typical for her. It's almost shocking to see her next to the adorable Fiona, wearing a cute pink two piece bikini with a skirt and frilly top. It's patterned with fruits. Like she said, nobody will be able to tell that she's anything other than an 11 year old girl.

Next up, Mia. She's wearing a skimpy black bikini with a thong style bottom and a very revealing top. I just about pass out from excitement when I see her! There's no way that she won't get hit on constantly at the beach.

"Stop staring, Ivan," Kylie growls. I look away bashfully.

"Nah, let him stare!" Mia says. "I really don't mind people appreciating just how beautiful I am!"

Kylie gives her sister a look. "You're just lucky that you're my sister. If anyone else said that, I would call them a pervert."

Mia hugs Kylie tight against her chest, and Kylie struggles to escape. I feel like with her boy-ish attitude, and athletic skills, she should be able to escape more easily. Surely she isn't enjoying this? It's one thing if she's into women, but it's another thing entirely if she's into her own sister.

Well, with the theatrics out of the way now, we head down to the beach. We've got a relatively quiet section of the beach here, so we're free to enjoy ourselves without having others around to bother us. Fiona immediately runs out into the waves, and Kylie and I wade in after her. We stop around knee height, a bit higher for Fiona, and Fiona dives into the waves.

For several minutes, we splash one another with water, enjoying the cool water on our skin when it's so hot out. Fiona is squealing like an excited little kid, because, honestly, she is, and she should enjoy herself! Kylie and I are also enjoying ourselves, but we're trying to act at least a little bit more mature.

"Hey! Let me in on the fun!" Mia says, running over with an inflatable beach ball. She throws it towards us, and all three of us dive towards it in an attempt to catch it, but just end up in one another's way. We splash into the water, the ball drifting calmly on the surface of the waves.

We reposition ourselves, the tallest Mia further into the water, and Fiona in the shallower part. Kylie and I are across from one another, about midway between the two girls. Slightly closer to Fiona, actually, as she struggles to make it very far.

We take turns hitting and throwing the ball to one another. It's hard to move in the waves, and none of us have super great accuracy, save for Kylie. The ball crashes onto the waves more often than not, washing back over towards Fiona.

I'll admit, I'm not paying as much attention to the ball as I should be. I find myself looking over towards Mia quite often, and when she has the ball, I tend to look lower than where the ball is. About chest height, let's say. Mia seems to have caught on, and tends to target me when she has the ball.

But, you know, I'm not the only one who seems distracted. I catch Fiona staring at Kylie once or twice, and I feel like a larger percentage of her throws are towards Kylie than towards me. None are towards Mia as she can't throw that far. I guess girls are just better friends than guys, naturally.

Eventually, Fiona gets distracted as Mia finds a cool seashell out in the ocean and brings it to her to check out. We decide to shift to digging for shells. Fiona and Kylie dig near the shallows while Mia and I dive down into the water to look for them there.

As I stand back up, I wipe the salty water from my eyes, and brush my hair out of my eyes. Mia taps on my shoulder, and points towards Kylie and Fiona. I look over to see Fiona blatantly staring at Mia's breasts. She may not be wearing a sexy outfit like Mia is, but her breasts are fairly exposed in this outfit. It's a shame that there's not all that much to look at, though. Jeez, Fiona, I know that you may be eager to grow out a bit, but surely you can do better than that?

Kylie offers Fiona a shell, and her fingers brush Fiona's palm as she hands it over.

"Oh."

I see. It's a shame that Fiona has such poor taste in girls, though. My heart skips a beat for a moment. Probably aching for poor Fiona and her taste.

"You've got to help them out," Mia whispers.

"And then be a third wheel?"

"Oh. Good point... Well, maybe I can reward you in exchange? Just for this trip..."

Hell yeah! I'm gonna get Fiona and Kylie together if it kills me! Well, maybe not, because then I can't get my reward from Mia, but anything just short of death or crimes, and I'm down!

Fiona puts her haul away on the blanket that the parents have set up. Her father shows her some of the things that he brought over, including a bucket for making sand castles. Her eyes light up.

"Guys! Guys! Let's make sand castles!"

I feel like I'm a bit old for this, but, well, whatever. If it makes Fiona happy, then that's fine.

"How about we have a competition?" Mia suggests. "You two versus us? Who can make the better castle?"

"You're on!" Fiona tells her. Kylie shrugs.

Mia is kind of conniving, isn't she? Maybe Kylie has more in common with her sister than I thought. Well, it works for me, giving me more time with Mia.

We work to make a grand castle, several stories tall with multiple buttresses and -- yeah, no, that doesn't work. I don't even know what a buttress is. And, anyhow, the castle keeps collapsing.

"Ah? I've never been any good at this," Mia complains.

"And I haven't done this since I was a toddler..."

Well. There goes our grand ambition. What we try, instead, is a walled castle with a garden. There's one central castle made by a large bucket, four towers around it made from smaller buckets, and a wall connecting the towers made by hand. We pick up some twigs and seashells to act as decor for the garden. It actually isn't all that bad, all things considered.

Now, what are the girls up to? Ah, Fiona seems to have gotten overwhelmed as Kylie accidentally positions her butt right in her face. Classic Kylie, not caring at all about anyone around her.

As for the castle: the girls build a large moat, leaving a round part in the middle to act as the base for their castle. They make six large castle shapes around the edge of the circle, fill the middle part with sand to hold the top, and top it with another large castle. They stick a shell on top to act as a flag or something. When the waves come in, it fills the moat.

"Well, I think we lost," Mia says. "Shame. Guess you girls can ask anything from us."

"What?" I ask.

"Oh. I didn't mention that, huh? But the winner should get something, right?"

"Uhh?"

"It's fine," Kylie says, standing up and wiping sand off of her knees, bending over and giving Fiona a bit of a show on accident again. "We didn't make agreements beforehand, and I don't want anything from you, anyhow, Mia."

"Aww. If I won I would have asked you to wear a real bikini next time," Mia tells her.

"And I would have told you to stuff it. I need to pee, and I'm not into wetting myself like Ivan is, so I'll be heading off."

I roll my eyes at her. What a jerk.

"I'm gonna head out too for a bit," Mia says, standing up. She makes sure to not make the same mistake that Kylie just make, patting the dust off from a crouched position away from me. "You kids have fun!"

Mia runs off, and I watch her the entire time. Honestly, it's a shame to see her go, but it is nice to watch her go...

Oh. She probably had an idea as opposed to just leaving. She wants me to talk to Fiona, huh?

"Um? Fiona?" I ask, kneeling over next to her.

"Hmm?"

"Can I ask you something?" I whisper to her.

"Yeah! Sure! But why are you whispering?"

"Well, this might be awkward, but I just wanted to know.. Is it possible that you have a crush on Kylie?"

She jerks back as if I hit her. Her father stands up, fists bunched. My mother grabs him and pulls him back down into his seat.

"W-what? What would give you that impression?"

"The obviousness of it all?"

"Is it really so obvious?"

"Well, for people that aren't as clueless as Kylie, yes. But don't worry: I support you! I'll help you get together with Kylie!"

"Really?"

"Yeah! What are friends for?"

"Oh! You're so nice! Thank you!" She throws her arms around me, hugging me tight. My heart beats slightly faster, probably worrying what Kylie might do if she were to see me like this. She might beat me up. I make sure to push her away before Kylie can see us and have a total misunderstanding.

Kylie comes back some time later, and asks, "So, what's next?"

"We should probably call it quits," her father says. "It's getting dark."

Kylie sighs. "Yeah. Alright."

We return to the cabin and take showers separately. Thankfully there are three showers, so we don't have any wait. The adults all have to wait, but they're not wet with sea water, so it's fine.

Once we're dried off, we meet in the living room, and put on a movie. No scary movie this time, just a cutesy anime movie that Fiona loves about a girl and her neighbor who is a weird fuzzy... raccoon? I don't know. It's cute, though.

I look over at Fiona as she watches, completely enthralled by the movie. Her face is beaming brightly, and she's leaning in towards the screen. I smile, somewhat losing track of the movie in favor of watching Fiona -- oh shit. I don't... I don't like Fiona, do I? I mean, I know she's cute -- everyone knows she's cute! But... is it more than that?

Now I'm self conscious. I try to pay attention to the movie, but my gaze keeps flickering towards Fiona. Kylie is by her side, and thankfully doesn't seem to have noticed. She's keeping her eyes on the screen, though she's not as sucked in by it as Fiona is.

At the end of the movie I don't even know what happens. I guess the girl's mom isn't sick anymore, and there's a cat bus, and I don't know. What kind of weird movies are they making over in Japan?

Well, that's about it for the night, then. I woke up early for the traveling, so I'm exhausted. We head back to our room, and I crash instantly. When I wake up, Fiona has already bathed, and Kylie is in the shower.

"Morning," I mumble, crawling out of bed.

"Morning! We're going to the amusement park on the pier today!"

"Can you call that an amusement park? There's only like 6 rides."

"It's enough!"

I shrug. "Alright. Sounds like a plan."

"Yeah! Actually, I was hoping that you might help me with something."

"Oh? I'm surprised to hear that you have an evil plan. Kylie rubbing off on you?"

"Evil plan? I just want to confess to Kylie. Isn't an amusement park perfect? Anyways, I was thinking that we should do all the rides except for the Ferris wheel. We'll do that one last, and you can skip out on it! That way, I'll have a perfect romantic moment with Kylie where I can confess!"

"That actually sounds like a really good idea. Just one thing: Kylie does bad with rides. Especially roller coasters. I mean, she's 14 now, so maybe she can handle it, but..."

We hear the shower turn off, so I guess Kylie's done. We better stop talking about Fiona's plans to woo her.

"You try to get Kylie to join us while I go take a bath, alright?" I ask.

"Yeah!"

I slip past Kylie at the door to the room, a towel and change of clothes in hand. I step into the bathroom, and sigh. She's left her swimsuit from yesterday as well as some other clothes here. I pick up her bra and move it to the side, rolling my eyes.

Hmm? This bra seems a bit too small. Fiona's bra, then? Jeez, come on! You don't even need a bra at your size! I throw it off to the side along with the rest of her dirty clothes. I feel kind of bad touching her stuff. If it were Kylie I wouldn't care, since she's been my friend forever, but it's different with Fiona. It just feels wrong.

Still, I can't help but laugh at the fact that they're both being so sloppy. The least they could do is pick their clothes up. Well, whatever.

After I shower, dry myself off, and get dressed, I step into my room to see what's going on.

"Here, wear this!"

Something soft hits my face. I catch it in my hands, then look over at the expectant Kylie.

"What is this?" I ask.

"A dress. You know that I don't like amusement park rides, yet you seem to have cornered me into riding them. I've agreed to do it only if you crossdress. So, will you break Fiona's heart, or will you wear a dress?"

"You're evil."

"I know."

"I couldn't possible crossdress in public."

"Nah, you totally could. You're skinny and short and have a feminine face. Trust me, I've seen you crossdressing plenty of times, and I still can barely believe it's a dude every time I see you. Oh, but I've also got a wig and makeup here to make you look good. We'll be stepping out now."

I roll my eyes. Honestly, after Mia saw me, I don't even care. Not like I'll run into anyone I know, anyhow. I go ahead and put on the black, frilly, a-line dress, along with the panties that Kylie threw along with them. Half a year ago I would challenge the underwear, but honestly, I've gotten used to it. These panties are tight and keep everything in place, but also have enough space down there for everything.

I step out, and almost immediately greeted by Mia. "Oh my god, you're so cute! I'm so glad I get such a cute canvas!"

"Huh?"

"She's doing your makeup," Kylie explains.

"Great..."

"And Fiona's doing your hair."

"I don't care about that."

Well, I'm losing right now anyhow, so there's no need to fight. I sit down on a stool, and let the girls work on me. Mia does her magic with a brush, and Fiona places a wig atop my head and goes to work. I can't help but be a bit excited with a cute girl literally right in my face, with a second just behind me.

Finally, the girls are done, and Kylie brings me to a full length mirror.

"Are you shitting me?"

I look like a very cute (but flat) teenage girl. I'm certainly feeling a lot more confident, knowing that there's no chance in hell that anyone will recognize me. With that, I slip on some sandals, and follow the girls out to the car. My crush drives me (crossdressed) to the pier nearby. We get out and thank her, then head over to the ticket booth.

Along with the rides, there are some game booths. Fiona looks at them with wide eyes, eager to play.

"We came here to ride the rides," I remind her. "We can't carry a bunch of toys around with us to all the rides. Maybe once we're done?"

She looks dejected, but understands. After all, I'm right. Plus she's got a plan that she came here for, and the plan isn't to play games. It's to ride rides and confess to her crush! She has to stay strong!

As we walk around, I catch quite a few glances directed our way. My palms sweat a bit, and I wonder if they realize that I'm a guy.

"Relax!" Kylie says, smacking me lightly across the top of my head. "They think you're hot!"

"So they're checking me out?"

"Well, either you, me, or Fiona."

I think about it a bit. "Yeah, they're definitely checking me out."

"Care to explain your line of thought?"

"Well, Fiona's just a kid, really. And you, well..."

"Don't finish that thought."

If she had dressed up, she would be catching some stares right now. It's honestly a shame.

"Ohh! There's cotton candy! Can we get some!" Fiona asks, bouncing up and down and pointing at a cotton candy stand.

"Fine," Kylie shrugs. "You coming with us, Ivan-- er... Ivy?"

"I'm good. You two go eat up."

I sit down on a bench, and look at myself in my phone's camera app. I really do look cute. Yeah, Kylie is right, there's no chance that anyone would clock me as a guy.

"Hey, cute girl, you alone?"

I'm going to kill someone.

I look up, and see a familiar face standing right before me. Larry, the jock bully at my school. Oh boy...

I put on a falsetto voice. "Oh? No, I'm here with friends."

"What do you say you ditch them for me? We can have lots of fun together, girl. You know, I'm part of the JV football team. Hot, right?"

"Er... No? Sounds lame."

"Lame? What? Come on! Look at these muscles!"

"I've seen better."

Larry looks somewhat dejected. He looks around, and sees that people are watching. I'm thankful for that, or he might try something. He just makes a "Tsk!" sound and heads off, thankfully.

A moment later, Kylie and Fiona return.

"Sorry about that, there was a line," Kylie says.

"That's fine."

Despite saying that I didn't want anything, the girls still brought me some cotton candy. I thank them for it, and we take a small break to eat it. Once we're done, then the fun begins.

Knowing that Kylie hates rides, we start small. The carousel. Even a baby can handle that one. And Kylie takes it like a champ! Wow! She doesn't even cry or anything! She even has fun when we go to the bumper cars, though I think she's targeting me on purpose.

"Should we do the Ferris wheel next?" Kylie asks.

"Ah, no, I want to do that later. How about the roller coaster -- woah. That's quite the face," I say.

"I'm fine."

"I don't know about that," Fiona says.

"How about the kiddie roller coaster first?" I ask.

It's not quite a kid's ride, but it does only go a about 8 or 10 feet off the ground with some mild bumps. Actually, there are quite a few kids here. Maybe this does count as a kiddie ride? Well, whatever. We can't expect her to go straight to the big kid rides if she's been afraid of them for so long. Heck, we might not even do that this year. This is probably as far as she can go.

"Why are you holding on to me?" I ask.

"No reason!" she says, a bit too loud. We're next in line, so if she wants to quit, she better do it now.

We step up to the ride, and climb in, three people to a row. Kylie sits between Fiona and I, and takes each of our near hands. She closes her eyes, and gulps. Her skin looks pale.

What a baby...

The ride begins, going rather slow. Tears roll down Kylie's face. Well, too late to go back now...

I can't even enjoy the ride, having to deal with this baby the whole time. Once the ride stops, she makes a break for the exit. We follow after as quickly as we can.

Behind the ride, she falls to her knees, and cries. Fiona and I kneel behind her, patting her back.

"It's fine," I tell her. "It wasn't too bad, right?"

She doesn't respond. I guess it was pretty bad for her, huh?

"We definitely won't be doing the big roller coaster," Fiona says. "I think we can skip straight to the Ferris wheel. Oh. Oh no..."

"What?" I ask, then look down.

I guess the fear just became too much for her? Not only is Kylie crying, and attracting quite a bit of attention, but she's also just wet herself. Smelly liquid drops down her black shorts onto the wooden pier. Oh boy...

"Hey, hey, it's alright," I tell her, patting her back.

Her face is pale, and her eyes are red. Tears steam down her cheeks, and snot drips from her nose. It's quite a face compared to the confident Kylie that I'm used to. To see her so vulnerable just feels wrong.

Some guy throws us a towel, and we wrap it around Kylie's waist. We take her to a less crowded area, and pat her down the best that we can. A worker also offers a bucket with water to wash her down. As we help her clean up, it gives Kylie time to calm down from that.

"I'm sorry," she probably says, though I have a hard time understanding her through all that snot.

"It's fine, it's fine! You can't control your fears, and I knew well enough that you were bad with roller coasters! This is my fault, if anything!" I tell her.

"Remember that then!"

Oh boy... Well, I guess it's only fair.

We explain the situation to Kylie's sister, and she arrives within minutes with a change of clothes. I somewhat expected her to take advantage of this moment to force her into cute clothes, but it's just shorts and a t-shirt. Once Kylie is changed and calmed down, we return to the car, and Mia drives us home.

On the drive home, I'm sitting in the back with Kylie and Fiona. I look over at Kylie's face, still reddened from the crying. Seeing her like this, I'm reminded that she can be kind of cute when she's not being stubborn or annoying.

Hmm? Wait. What's this feeling in my chest? When I look at her so down like this, it feels like something is squeezing my heart. Do I just feel bad for her? Or do I possibly have a crush on Kylie? I guess it makes more sense than having a crush on Fiona, but actually probably it's worse since this is my best friend. I've worn her panties before. I'm wearing her dress right now.

Back at the cabin, we return to our room, and sit on Kylie's bed with her, me on one side, Fiona on the other. Mia heads to the kitchen to grab some ice cream for Kylie.

"Are you feeling better now?" Fiona asks.

Kylie sits up straight, and takes a deep breath. "Yeah. I'm over all of that now! I just want to go back to having fun!"

I nod my head. "That's the spirit! What should we do?"

"Um..." Fiona starts. "Actually, there's something I wanted to tell you back at the amusement park."

"What?" Kylie asks.

"Actually, Kylie, I think I kind of... Have a crush on you," Fiona confesses.

"Huh? Me? What?"

"Yes! You're cute, and you're so kind, too! Not everyone is cool with trans people, and how many people take their friends on a trip like this! And even when you're mean to Ivan, I know it's just in jest! You care about your friends, and have even defended Ivan before against Larry!"

"Well, yeah..."

"So, what do you say? Can you accept me?"

Kylie seems shocked and unsure. She looks over at me, then back to Fiona. She blinks, looking like an idiot.

"Okay. I'm not sure if I feel the same way, honestly, I'm just surprised. But you're a sweet girl, and your adorable as a little puppy, so I'm willing to try. Yes, I'll be your girlfriend, Fiona."

"Yay!" Fiona throws her arms around Kylie. And I stand up to give the lovebirds some space. I step out of the room, and just about step right into Mia.

"Ah. I wasn't eavesdropping," she promises.

"Right. Let's just give these two some privacy. Maybe you can give me that reward you offered before?"

"Did I promise a reward?"

"Yes?"

"Hmm... Alright. Well, let me give them their ice cream, and then how about we go watch a movie together?"

Mia hands the new couple some ice cream, and then goes over to the living room. She motions for me to join her, so I sit next to her. She puts on some romantic move, and signals for me to come next to her. I do, and she grabs me, pulling me close. I'm sure my face is just totally beet red right now. I lean against her soft side, and she puts her arm around me as we watch the movie. Sadly, it doesn't go further than cuddling, but even this much makes it impossible for me to pay any attention to the movie. Once it's over, I knock on the door to my room with the girls, and walk in. They're there watching a movie on a laptop.

I watch as the girls cuddle close, holding hands. Something in my chest stings a bit, but I don't know what. Maybe it's seeing my childhood friend in a relationship? Or maybe it's finally realizing that I have a crush on my best friend, but that she's in a relationship with someone else now. I don't know. It's probably best to just ignore it, though.

There's still a bit of light left in the day, so we spend a bit of time at the beach. We play some volleyball, though I don't know if there's any fair team if we include Fiona. She teams with her girlfriend, which is fair enough. Kylie is athletic, after all. We try hard to knock the ball down onto Kylie's side while also being soft on Fiona. It's hard, but we all have fun, so it's all good. Plus I get a good view of Mia from behind in a swimsuit, which is nice.

As we return to the cabin, Kylie and Fiona hold hands. Mia offers to hold my hand to try and make me feel like less of a third wheel, I guess, so I take her up on the offer. My heart beats fast enough that I'm worried it might explode.

Back at the cabin, I take a shower first, taking my towel and clothes into the bathroom. I realize that I forgot underwear, though, as I put the clothes up on a counter, and run back to the room to grab some. I forget to knock, though, which is a mistake.

Fiona and Kylie are sitting on the edge of Kylie's bed, fingers interlocked, and faces smushed together. As soon as the door opens, they pull away, but it's clear what I just saw. They kissed? Seriously? On their first day of dating? Slow down! And why do I care, anyhow? It's none of my business. Jeez.

But I just can't stop thinking about it. The entire time in the shower, the image is in my mind of those two kissing, fingers interlocked. I can hardly believe I saw that. I'm sure they wish that I hadn't.

I say nothing when I return to the room. We'll just pretend that I didn't see anything. Kylie goes to shower, and I get immersed in a book. Some time after Fiona showers, I grow tired, and fall asleep.

I wake up to the sound of arguing. Are the lovebird already having a spat. I step out into the living room to see Kylie and Mia having an argument.

"But you would look so cute in a bikini!" Mia insists.

"I don't care! I dress how I like!"

"Think about your girlfriend, though! What would Fiona think?"

Everyone turns to face Fiona. She tries to hide behind a chair. "Um? I think she would look cute?"

"See!" Mia insists.

"Fiona! You're betraying me?"

"If it means I get to see you in a bikini... yes..."

Kylie turns to me. "Ivan! What about you? You have my side, right?"

I shrug. "I don't care. I'm not interested in seeing..." I trail off, as the thought of Kylie in a bikini enters my mind. "Well, I mean, you should take into consideration what your girlfriend wants..."

Kylie stomps her foot, and smacks me over the head hard.

"Ow!"

"You're a jerk, you know that?"

"What? Why!"

"You're my best friend! Take my side!"

"Wait, wait," Fiona tells her, grabbing her hand. "Doesn't this present an opportunity, though?"

"What do you mean?" Kylie asks. Then her eyes grow wide as the idea enters her head. "Ooohh!"

"Dare I even ask what the opportunity is?" I ask.

"It's obvious!" Fiona says, clapping her hands together. "You just have to wear a cute swimsuit, too, Ivan!"

"Woah, woah! That's taking it too far!"

"No! It's fine! It's just the four of us! There's a private indoor hot tub in the cabin!" Mia tells us.

"I'm sorry? You want me to wear a bikini in front of my crush?"

"It's fine! Come on! I'll reward you later, plus you can see one of my ~sexy~ swimsuits that I can't wear to the beach!"

Shit. It's hard to pass that up, especially with how sexy her regular bikini is.

There are three cute girls pleading with me, giving me puppy dog eyes.

"I hate you all. Fine. Only once."

"Yay!" Fiona jumps up and down. "Let's go get changed right now!"

It's like some kind of weird theatrical show, with each person changing one at a time and showing themselves to the rest of the crowd. Fiona changes first, showing off a cute blue one piece with exposed sides and a unicorn on the front. Unlike most of her swimsuits, there is no skirt or frills on the bottom area, so a small bulge is visible. All in all, I have to admit that she's adorable.

Mia is next, and steps out in a bikini that would probably get her stopped by the cops. I think it would be fair to call it a string one piece, with only just barely enough covered to keep her decent. Barely. Well, she definitely wins this showing. I don't know why we need to bother with anyone else.

Next up is Kylie. She's wearing a navy blue two piece bikini with a halter top and tie on bottoms. There's a lace-like pattern on the outside, and a more solid pattern underneath. Admittedly, she is very cute right now.

Finally, I go in to change. I was given a bag, and don't even know what's in it. I open it up, and pull out a two piece bikini. The top is frilled, like Fiona's often are. It also covers a good portion of my chest, hiding it effectively. The bottom is a skirt, with a tight underwear attached that has enough room for my junk, while being tight enough to keep it in place. The pattern is of green flowers on a light blue background. I step out and the girls applaud.

"You look great!" Fiona says, beaming.

"I hate to admit it, but you do look good," Kylie mutters.

"Totally stunning," Mia nods her head. "Next time, though, maybe something closer to what I'm wearing? No? Okay..."

I'm sure my face has never been more red. Right now I'm wearing a bikini in front of my crush, my childhood friend, and her girlfriend. This really doesn't make up for seeing Kylie in a -- what? Excuse me, for seeing Mia in a bikini. I don't know why Kylie's name came to mind.

I sit between Mia and Fiona, across from Kylie. The hot tub is warm, obviously, which I don't think helps me as I'm already red in the face. And, hell, where am I even supposed to look? I look off to my left, and see Mia's skimpy outfit, which makes me want to look away out of embarrassment. Then I look forwards and see Kylie in her bikini, which just feels weird. She's been my friend for so long, and I've never seen her expose so much skin. And to top it off, she looks cute! Maybe it's best to look at Fiona. I look over, and my heart nearly melts, and not just due to the heat. Fiona is adorable and bubbly, and just smiles all around. She looks absolutely precious in that swimsuit. I glance over at Kylie and she's staring at me, probably mad that I was staring at her girlfriend.

I tilt my head upwards, staring at the ceiling. Huh. I never realized they had that interesting pattern up there...

I look back down, and find Fiona and Kylie cuddling. They lean in to kiss, and I almost jump up from the surprise, but, I mean, they're dating. Of course they can cuddle and kiss. I stay seated, and watch as the two girls share a tentative kiss. My heart starts racing.

Mia pulls me towards her. "You're going to make me jealous, Ivan. You've been staring at Kylie and Fiona this entire time!"

"Ah?" Well, I guess that's cuz it's hard to even look Mia's way when she's wearing something like that. But I guess she likes to be stared at, so it's fine? I look over at her, but I find my mind completely stuck on the image of Fiona and Kylie kissing yet again. I turn my head towards them.

The girls have their eyes closed, holding hands, leaning against one other. I can't help but stare. They really are just too cute together. I don't know about my feelings for Kylie, but I think I might be glad that these two got together. There just isn't an image out there more stunning than this one.

"I think I'm getting out," Mia says. "It's a bit hot, so I'm going to cool down with some ice cream."

"Mmm... okay." I say.

Mia pouts, "Ignoring me? Jeez. I thought maybe you would want to come with."

"Oh. Good idea. I'm pretty hot, and the couple might want some alone time."

I join Mia and we walk into the kitchen. All the adults are around there chatting, and everyone freezes when they see us. Mia doesn't care about how skimpy her clothes are, she just walks past them. But I'm just embarrassed, and cover myself.

"You look nice," my mother says.

"Thanks..."

"Is there anything you'd like to tell me?" she asks.

"No. This is part of a dare with the girls."

"You seem to do a lot of dares regarding crossdressing."

"I think Kylie just has a kink for it," Mia says.

"That might explain things."

The adults just kind of awkwardly clear out, giving me and Mia some space. She grabs some ice cream from the fridge, and leans down, offering me one. She whispers in my ear.

"So, which one of them do you have a crush on?"

"What?"

"Oh, come on! I wasn't born yesterday! Maybe you would prefer if I was, though? But when I'm dressed like this, here you are paying attention to my little sister and her girlfriend. Can I not compete with high schoolers?"

"It's not like that..."

"No, I know. The heart wants what the heart wants. I guess your heart is just calling for something specific. Shame. I was down to have a little bit of fun with you, but I guess I'm just heartbroken once again. But if nothing else, I'm a romantic, and I want relationships to blossom. So which of those two are you interested in?"

"I don't know? My heart feels weird seeing them like that."

"Hmm? Well, think about it, okay? Imagine if you kissed my sister -- oh! Now that's a face! Wow. I didn't know people could turn that shade of red. Okay, okay, cool down on the ice cream for a bit. Okay. Now, imagine kissing Fiona. Oh. More red? Wow."

My brain feels like it's about to explode. My heart is thumping out of my chest. Kissing Fiona? Kissing Kylie? What about kissing Mia? Maybe I'm just a slut? Those all sound pretty good, if I can be quite honest. Maybe I've just been single for too long. Maybe I would just take anything? Well, in that case, what about kissing someone like Kylie's mom?

"Woah. That's a fascinating face, too. Is this lemon ice cream? Jalapeno?"

Gross. No, it's clear where my heart lies. And my heart is a friggin' slut...

I just shake my head. Great. This is the perfect time to be dealing with all of these emotions, just after my two crushes got together. But at least Mia is single?

"I think I like them both," I admit to Mia. "I think I like you, too, though. Clearly I can't get with the when they're together, though, so-"

"Hmm? Why not?"

"...They're dating?"

"And?"

"Uh? That's cheating?"

"Not if everyone is cool with it. Ever heard of polyamory?"

"Uh? That's what those mormons do, right?"

"Well, yeah, but normal people do it, too. You have to be very open with your partners and trust them, though."

"That sounds kind of..."

"Imagine watching your partners kissing, isn't that exciting? Just imagine Kylie and Fiona sharing a passionate kiss -- Ah. There's one of your interesting faces again."

I don't have to imagine, I've seen those two kiss! The scene is stuck in my head!

"Well, I can't just confess now..."

"Sure you can! Now's better than never!"

"Well, I mean, certainly not right now."

"Hmm... No, you're right. You need to wear something sexier."

"No! The issue is that I'm dressed as a girl! What teenage guy confesses to both of his crushes -- who happen to be dating one another -- while he's wearing a bikini?"

"Well, imagine how hard it would be to refuse you in a situation like that."

"You're insane, you know that?"

"No, I just know Kylie's taste. Trust me on that. And Fiona is so sweet that I think that she would be down for anything. I can just imagine her jumping up and down and clapping her hands in excitement."

Yeah, I can definitely imagine Fiona doing that. But Kylie I'm not so sure about. I mean, I've been her best friend since forever, but I can't imagine her dating, and certainly not dating me. I don't know...

"What do you have to lose?" she asks.

"My dignity?"

"Your crush has seen you pee yourself-- all three of them have! You have no dignity."

"I hate that you're right. But what about my friendship with the girls?"

She shakes her head. "No, that isn't in danger. Those girls love you, whether it be platonic or romantic. They would be willing to risk life and limb for you. It might be awkward at first if they say no, or if you break up, but I think it will be okay in time. I'm friend with my ex who was my best friend before I dated her. Things will be fine, trust me, I've got a lot of dating experience!"

She has a lot of failed dating experience, rather... I don't know if I can trust her with that in mind. But she does know her sister better than anyone else, so maybe...

I sigh. I don't know. But what good is it to stew on this for days and let it ruin my summer vacation? I might as well bite the bullet.

I walk back into the room with the hot tub. The girls are kissing yet again, and I just sigh. Partially because I'm amazed that they would move so fast, but also because, yeah, that's an amazing scene.

"Ehem," I fake-cough. "I'm back."

The girls pull apart, and look at me, blushing. "Welcome back," Kylie mutters.

"Welcome back!" Fiona smiles.

"Actually, I had something to talk to you about," I tell the girls, sitting across from them. Kylie cocks an eyebrow.

I take a deep breath.

"Well, I just realized that I have a crush. On both of you."

Kylie's eyes go wide. Fiona gasps, smiling.

"Really?" Fiona asks. "I can't believe someone actually has a crush on me! And you confessed! Oh, I've dreamed about situations like this!"

"We're dating!" Kylie reminds Fiona, then looks over at me. "How can you tell us this now? And how can you just go and have a crush on two people, anyhow? Come on!"

"Well, polyamory is a thing. Some people date multiple people at the same time, and everyone agrees with it beforehand, so it's alright."

Kylie jerks back. "Wait, wait? Are you suggesting that we date you? What?"

Fiona claps her hands. "Oh! That sounds so exciting! Kylie! We should do it!"

"What? This is--" Kylie falters. This is... What? Weird? Yeah, all of this is weird, but who do I have to blame for this? Seriously? Which of you weirdos is to blame for all of this, I want to know.

Kylie looks me up and down, and gulps. "Well... You do look cute."

"So you are into crossdressing?" I ask.

"Well..."

"You really do look adorable!" Fiona says, nodding her head. "I can't blame Kylie if it's you!"

Kylie rubs her arm. "I don't know. I mean, I can't make sense of anything right now. I just started dating Fiona, and I'm just starting to figure out how I feel about that. I mean, when we kiss, I feel something in my stomach..."

Fiona's eyes glitter. "Can I suggest kissing Ivan, then?"

"Huh?" Kylie practically jumps right out of the hot tub.

"Yeah! We've kissed a few times now, so how about you kiss him?"

"Uh..."

I feel like I might pass out from the heat of the hot tub. I just confessed and now one of my crushes is suggesting that I kiss another one of my crushes. Sheesh!

"Why don't you two kiss first?" Kylie suggests. "Then maybe I'll consider it!"

Fiona's eyes are open wide and she stares at me with pleading eyes. I sigh, and scooch over to her. I lean in, and she enthusiastically meets me part way, and we touch lips. Just lightly at first. I pull back, and look down at her. She's looking up with eager eyes, seemingly wanting more. I decide to lean down and kiss her, holding her face with one hand, and her shoulder with the other. She doesn't quite seem sure where to place her hands, but ends up lightly placing them against my chest.

We pull apart, and my heart is beating faster than it ever has before. I really am in love with Fiona. I don't know yet if I'm in love with Kylie, but I guess I'm about to find out.

Kylie doesn't give me time to prepare. She leans over Fiona, taking hold of my head with both hands, and holds me tight as she plants her lips on mine. I panic for a moment, then reach out and hold her arms around her elbows, leaning into the kiss. Fiona below us just gasps, staring up at the make out session happening above her. I hear Mia clapping from the door, enjoying the show.

We pull apart, a trail of saliva connecting us for a moment extra. I look Kylie in the eyes, my heart beating so fast that it's all that I can hear. Yeah, I'm definitely in love.

I pass out.

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