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Nicholas woke up in a cold sweat. He had been dreaming that he was a pretty teenage girl surrounded by feminine finery.  There were bows, ribbons, and ruffles everywhere. All were in pretty pastels. He was holding a pair of pretty pink pantie briefs with a floral decal on it.

"It's just a dream," he cried out loud.  Instinctively, he put his hand to his throat when he realized he didn't sound right. It was then he realized it wasn't a sweet dream it was a nightmare...or was it?

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