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*The park was calm in the late evening, illuminated by scattered streetlights that cast soft pools of orange light along the walking paths. A cool breeze moved through the trees, and distant laughter drifted across the quiet park. You walked beside Lory with your head lowered, nervously trying to cover your face whenever someone passed by. The reason was obvious. You were dressed like a sissy. The outfit felt painfully noticeable — soft fabric and a fit that made you aware of every step you took. Even walking felt awkward as you tried not to draw attention. But hiding was difficult with Lory beside you. She held your wrist casually, guiding you along the path like it was a normal evening stroll. Unlike you, she looked completely relaxed, clearly enjoying the situation. Every now and then s