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I'm not going to update for the entire month of July b/c I'm going to go visit my mommy out of state

This chapter was inspired by my friend Sam wearing a corset to my friend's Sweet Sixteen.

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Chapter 29

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I walked along the halls of Ouran Academy, making my way to the Third Music Room. It was strange; I had made the same trek everyday for months and always dreaded it, but that day I was looking forward to it.

Maybe club will be all right today...

I opened the door to the Third Music Room and I was transported to the Old West. Everyone was decked out in cowboy outfits. I sighed. Tumbleweed rolled across the floor.

Scratch that, it's going to be terrible.

I closed the door behind me. The Hitachiins walked over to me grinning.

"You're costume is in the changing room." Hitachiin #1 said. I gave them a 'I'm-gonna-kill-you-while-you-sleep' look and went to the changing rooms.

Hanging in the far corner of the room was a red and black frilly dress. There was a corset tied onto a dress form.

I'm going to kill them.

I removed the corset from the dress form.

How am I supposed to tie this thing on?

I opened the door to the changing room a bit. Tamaki was clinging onto Haruhi.

"Haruhi, can you come here for a second?" I asked. Haruhi looked at me gratefully and pried Tamaki off. She almost ran into the room.

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"What do you think they're doing in there?" said Kaoru.

"Girl things I suppose." said Hikaru.

"Marvelous!" said Tamaki, striking a pose

"What are you talking about?" said Hikaru.

"Maybe Hitomi can inspire Haruhi to become more feminine!" Tamaki said, a wise expression on his face.

"Does Hitomi know Haruhi is a girl?" asked Kyouya. Tamaki and the twins paled. I mean, what if Hitomi was trying to seduce Haruhi?

"I will not stand for this!" Tamaki shouted, walking over to the changing room before being immediately stopped by Mori.

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Haruhi pulled the strings of the corset tightly, cutting off my air supply.

"Too... tight..." I gasped.

"Sorry." Haruhi said, undoing the last one. "I've never done this sort of thing before."

"It's okay. It's just like tying your shoes, just not as tightly." I said. Aunt Sayomi was quite the fan of fetish clothing and I had tied her corsets on several occasions. Haruhi finished tying the corset.

"Thank you Haruhi." I said, clad in nothing but a corset and shorts. She smiled at me. It was nice having another girl around. Haruhi turned and left.

I quickly changed into the showgirl dress. There was a black belt-like thing on the hanger too. I studied it for a moment before I realized what it was.

Garters? Where are the stockings?

The stockings, fishnet ones might I add, were laying on one of the chairs. I sat down and put the garter on and then slipped on the stockings. I attached them and stood up.

Okay, shoes...

They were shiny black high heels, thankfully, with a short heel. I put them on and wiggled my toes. The right shoe was a little tight.

This is easily the most ridiculous thing the Hitachiins have ever come up with.

Though I had to admit, it was soft, much softer than the prison outfit. I smiled and did a little twirl. There was a knock at the door.

"Are you done yet?" said one of the Hitachiins. I sighed.

"Yeah" I replied.

"Good."

The Hitachiins barged in with a bin full of cosmetics and hair care products. I was pushed into the chair. One of the Hitachiins plugged in a curling iron.

"Oh God." I said. Hitachiin #1 approached me with the bin.

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Kaoru (I think) dragged a tube of lipstick across my lips, getting a little on the skin around them.

"Be more careful with that." I said. Kaoru wiped the stray lipstick off with his thumb. It was rather comical for two cowboys to be doing makeup and hair.

"It's not my fault you have such small lips..." he replied. Hikaru ran a brush through my hair, pulling some of it out.

"Ouch!" I yelled.

"Do you even brush your hair in the morning?" he said.

"Of course I do!" I said angrily. Kaoru grabbed eyeliner out of the basket.

"You aren't putting that on me!" I said to him. He ignored me and did it anyway.

"You should try to put a little bit of make-up on the mornings. You wouldn't look so plain. Right Hikaru?" Kaoru said as he applied mascara.

"Right Kaoru." Hikaru said.

"It's too much like getting tortured." I replied as Hikaru curled my hair. Kaoru moved onto my nails.

"And you keep your nails much too short." Kaoru said. He started painting them red.

"Your hair is so dull." Hikaru said.

"Are you guys done picking apart my appearance yet?" I asked. I really hated the twins sometimes.

"No."

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