as a Bridesmaid

...Five minutes later, Karyn returned to her room and opened the door. Jon was there, dressed up as...
a Bridesmaid!
"Well, well, well Jon, don't you look pretty. You know I had almost forgotten I even had that dress in my wardrobe. Did you put the right underware on first?"
"Right underware, I just put on the panties you gave me, then I tried to put the dress on, but it is way too small for me. I nearly ripped it just getting it over my head!"
"Hmmm, we can't have you trashing my clothes, even if you are just wearing that horrible dress." {Karyn hated the dress from the very first moment her mother showed it to her, just before her cousin's wedding. Having to wear the monstrosity for almost 16 hours was even worse. The dress itself was a pale mauve cloud of satin and lace. The skirt would have reached Karyn's mid calf, but on Jon it barely passed his knees. All around the bottom of the flared skirt were a multitude of tiny purple flowers, with even smaller dark pink centres. The bodice of the dress was a reversed corset type, complete with strings at the front, but with a hidden zipper at the back. It was clear that even with the zip down and the strings hanging loose, the dress was straining at Jon's much thicker waist and chest.} "By the way Jon, why did you pick that horrible dress?"
"I don't know..."
"Jon, you can tell me, in fact I wish that you would feel free to always tell me the truth and answer any question I ask, when I ask it from now on. So why that dress Jon?"
"I don't really know for sure, when you told me to pick out whatever I wanted to wear, I started looking in your wardrobe and I kept thinking that I wanted to wear the most feminine thing I could find, so voila, purple dress."
"OK, I guess it is feminine if nothing else, so what do you think about it now that you are wearing it?"
"You know Karyn, that's the funny part, I know that I never wanted to wear your stuff before, but now I just love the feel of it. But at the same time, I feel kind of anxious and embarrassed too. Like, I wnat to wear it, but know I shouldn't and definately don't want you to see me in it. This is just so strange."
"Maybe you would feel better about it if it fit better?"
"I doubt it, I mean I get a kick out of wearing it, but I think I could do with out it, so if you would wait outside, I'll get changed back into my stuff again and then we can get back to your research stuff."
"Sure thing Jon," said karyn with a slight smirk on her face. Then as she closed her bedroom door behind her, she decided to up the antie a little. "I wish..."