"I feel rediculous" Edward said as he adjusted his skirt for the 300th time. He was in a black dress and had spent the last hour trying to get it right, but he knew that no matter what he did it would be too tight on his legs. He was always so self conscious of his short stature;
"why do I have to be the girlfriend?" he asked. "Why can't you find one? It's not fair."
Liz, who was also dressed in a black dress with her hair pinned up, looked down at him sadly. "Do you want me to find someone else?" she asked. She was wearing a dress that showed off her cute figure perfectly. It hugged her hips tightly and fell just below her knees. Her breasts were pushed together by the dress and they were completely visible underneath it. "Because if you don't like this then I'll find someone else," she added.
Edward looked up into Liz's blue eyes and saw that there wasn't any anger in them. There was hurt, but she was holding back tears. He'd always had a crush on her, but she was openly and completely a lesbian and Edward was fine with that, but then Liz came over distressed she had to go to a cousin's weeding) wedding and he'd marked a plus 1. She begged Edward and finally he caved. So now Edward was a she, Evie and a tiny petite girl probably overpowered by a ten year old. Edward felt like a child.
"No, please don't" Edward said. "You know I love you, but I'm not ready for this and...I am really uncomfortable."
"Okay, okay let's go," Liz said. "We're going to be late!" she added as she grabbed Edward's hand. They walked out to the car and got in.