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Good job you have a balaclava

Being cool is the most important thing, you reason, as you dress up in your Dad's baggiest sweater to hide your new breasts and a balaclava, with your hair tucked into it. You steal out of the house, walking with as much masculinity as possible, and if anybody sees you, all they think is "Hm, that gang of kids is pretty unruly. Wonder what they're TPing now?". Eventually you meet up with your friends - all dressed similarly.

"That you?" Mike whispers.

"Yeah," you whisper in such a quiet voice, the feminity is completely unrecognizable. You sound almost exactly like your old self.

"Good. Okay, here's the plan: Me and you sneak in the back. Girls always have those shitty backdoors open at slumber parties - dunno why. So we sneak in and wait in the back garden. The rest of you, knock on the door, and ask to speak with Amy. The rest of the girls will follow her down. While they're preoccupied, us two sneak in the back and when they come upstairs, scare the crap outta them!" it sounds like a dangerous and insane plan. You're all for it! And at least you don't have to take your balaclava off at the front entrance like some of 'em.

"What then?" you ask.

"We escape through a window."

"Won't we like, break our necks," asks a slow-witted dude called Gil.

"Have you seen their frigging lawns? You could jump out of a plane and only get a scratch. Now come on, hurry up!"

You and Mike go to the back door... and wait.


Written by an anonymous author (edited by wanderer)

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