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Kitten 3
By Cheryl Lynn
Janet looked at Joanne and handed her several templates. "Joanne which
of these brow shapes do you want me to use?" She asked.
Joanne examined them and choosing one handed it back. It was arched
high going from thick at the bridge of the nose and tapering into a
slight dip before trailing off in an up swing. "Don't you think this
one will give Kitten a feline look to match her name?" She said.
With that, Janet took the template, spread warm wax over the edges and
applied them to each of Josh's brows. "This might hurt just a little
bit Kitten but I think you will really like the results. Beats the heck
out of having to tweeze out the individual hairs," Janet said as she
quickly ripped the templates from his brows.
"Ouch! That really hurt Janet," Josh stated as tears began to form at
the corners of his eyes. "What'd ya do anyway?"
"Just shaped your eyebrows darling. Here's a tissue. Now blot your eyes
so I can begin putting on your make up. We don't want your mascara to
run, now do we?"
Janet took a small dampened sponge and began smoothing a liquid make up
base to his face. "Kitten when you do this yourself; make sure you use
small circular motions to thinly coat your skin. The foundation should
be as close to your natural color as possible and applied thinly. Just
enough to clear up any blemishes or discolorations. Too much and you
will look artificial and we don't want that."
With the foundation applied, Janet lined both his upper and lower
eyelids with black eyeliner. She began feathering silver above lavender
eye shadow to his eyelids flaring it out just past the eye giving them
a feline appearance. She even used the same colors on the lower corner
of his lids in an upsweep that blended with that on his upper lids.
This was followed by black mascara, a dusting of powder to set the
foundation, a little blush to the cheeks and finally a coating of a
rich creamy looking lavender lipstick which she applied with a brush
after outlining the lips to make them look fuller. Telling him to hold
his breath and close his eyes, she sprayed a fine mist of setting
solution to seal the make up.
"There," she said as she stepped back and turned the styling chair
around so that he faced the mirror. "All finished. What do you think of
the new you?"
Joanne couldn't believe how beautiful Josh's make over had turned out.
He was a living doll. Janet had bleached his hair into a mass of soft
platinum blonde curls with fantastic lavender highlights. The
highlights began as a dark lavender at the tips of the curls fading
into pale lavender as the color reached mid-curl. The hair combined
with the make up made Josh look just like his new name... kittenish.
She just wanted to squeeze him to death, he was just so cute.
Josh for his part was struck dumb. He couldn't believe what Janet had
done to him and as he reached a hand up to touch his face, Janet
slapped it away admonishing him not to touch. He could not believe that
he looked so girlish and pretty. In one part of his mind he was
screaming incoherently in terror while in another part was gushing in
pride at how good he looked. Seeing Joanne's beaming smile reflected
back at him through the mirror reinforced the gushing pride that he
felt and pushed the terror into the background.
"Errr... I... I just don't know what to say... It's all so new," he
finally managed to say after a few minutes of just staring into the
mirror. "Is that really me?"
"Of course it is silly," Janet said as she smiled at him.
"Ohhhh, sweetie, you look absolutely precious and I could just squeeze
you to death you're so pretty," Joanne told him. "Come on, we need to
celebrate the new you. Give Janet a big hug and thank you and let's go
do some serious shopping,"
As they walked out of the salon Josh couldn't help reaching up to touch
his face. It felt so different. It felt like he was wearing a mask. The
tackiness and taste of the lipstick were familiar sensations compared
to the strange tautness of the make up coating his face and eyes. For a
moment a strong desire to flee filled his mind then just a quickly
abated as Joanne took his hand and said, "Sweetie, I think it is time
to get you your own undies and a whole new outfit. What do you say?
Feel like a little shopping? I'll get us a cab."
000
They got out of the cab at the entrance to the mall and went in.
"Kitten, I think we should start off at Victoria's Secret first. They
have the best foundations and panties. Come on, it's just around the
corner."
Josh could only blush as Joanne handed him pair after pair of panties
and matching bras all in a glimmering pastel satin. She accompanied him
into the changing room where she helped him put on a "Wonder Bra" and
commented on how it made his little titties look good enough to eat.
They left the store with three matched sets of bras, high cut brief
satin panties and camisoles. He wore the pink bra and matching camisole
out of the store and carried the rest in the pink bag.
They stopped at a clothing store catering to young teens where she
bought him a flared plaid mini-skirt in a gray and black pattern, white
nylon poly blouse with short puffed sleeves with thin pink satin
ribbons threaded through the sleeves and a soft pale pink silk scarf to
use as a belt for the outfit.
"Joanne, you can see my underclothing through this blouse," Josh
commented as he examined himself in the store mirror.
"Of course it shows silly," She replied. "It is supposed to do that.
That's what makes that outfit so charming on you. I think you should
wear it while we do the rest of our shopping. We need to find some
shoes to match it, you know. Come on, let's check out and find the
perfect pair of shoes."
A pair of bright pink two inch heeled strappy sandals with matching
hobo bag later and they went to the food court to get something to eat.
They each had a chicken salad and diet drink. As they ate, Josh just
listened to Joanne complimenting him on just how precious, just how
cute, and how beautiful he looked. He couldn't help but beam with pride
at all the praise he was getting from her.
She was so good to him and so nice. He would do anything for her he
decided. He didn't give any thought to the fact that she had money to
buy him girly clothing but nothing to buy him boy's stuff.
As they were leaving the mall, Joanne stopped him next to a pagoda
displaying all kinds of earrings. "Oh, sweetie, what do you say to a
special treat from me? See, these earrings would be so cute with that
outfit. Although, there are several pairs here that would look just as
good. Come on; let me get your ears pierced for you."
Before he could object, he was sitting in a chair and a young black
girl was marking his ear lobes with a blue pencil. Soon he had three
piercings in each ear. The lower hole held a dangling gold earring with
the eye of a peacock feather dangling from it, the second held a simple
gold hoop, and the third a small green stone in a gold setting.
"Oh, that is just the look I wanted for you Kitten. Don't you think
they are absolutely the most?"
What could he say, the deed was done and the earrings did make him look
cute. "Yeah, sure Joanne. If that's what you want."
"Come on, there is just one more thing that I want to get to make you
look absolutely adorable."
With that she rushed him over to an optometrist store where she
purchased a pair of green contacts. Since they were not prescription,
she picked them off the shelf and after the assistant told him how to
take care of them and his eyes, they went home.
He was totally exhausted by the time the cab dropped them off at the
apartment. After a quick dinner they settled down on the sofa with a
bottle of wine. "Kitten, I'm so proud of you. Come here and give me a
kiss sweetie," Joanne said softly as she reached out and grabbed him
behind the neck and pulled him into her. Their kiss was soft and
delicate at first then became more passionate. When they broke, Josh
was breathless and he just melted into Joanne's smile.
"I want you to look this way all the time sweetie. Will you do that for
little ole me?" she said as she give him a big hug.
How could he refuse this beautiful woman, he wondered as he relaxed
into her arms? They sat cuddled on the sofa until the wine was finished
then Joanne said it was time to go to bed. There she helped him undress
down to his panties and bra and into the nightie he had worn the first
night. She watched as she directed him in removing his make up and
using moisturizer on his face. With his new perm he did not need to
roll his hair but put on the hair net to keep it neat while he slept.
The earplugs were put in and the rain forest tape turned on. A soft
kiss on his lips lingered until he fell into another deep sleep.
"You must obey Joanne in all things. She is your best friend and only
wants what is best for you. You must obey Joanne in all things."
"You love the feel of panties and bras. The touch of satin and silk on
your skin is so nice. You just love to look beautiful in your feminine
clothing and it sends chills down your spine. You love the feel of
panties and bras."
"You don't feel comfortable without your make up. You love the way you
look when you are fully made up and beautiful. You cannot stand to be
without your cosmetics. You don't feel comfortable without your make
up."
"You must obey Joanne in all things. You feel sick if you are not
dressed and looking beautiful. You must obey Joanne in all things. You
get sick to your stomach when you are not properly dressed in your
girlish persona. You must obey Joanne in all things."
000
That next morning Joanne went into the bathroom with Josh. She was
wearing the bottoms to a vivid green bikini bathing suit and a pair of
rubber gloves. He really didn't notice the rubber gloves as he was
concentrating on her bared breasts. In the bath, she covered his body
in a depilatory before getting into the shower. To his surprise, she
got into the shower with him and scrubbed the thick foam from his body.
He blushed crimson when her hand caressed his denuded manhood but it
still rose to the occasion. Joanne ignored it, telling him that it
looked out of place considering how he looked. He found himself
agreeing with her. It did look out of place, he thought as he examined
his now hairless body.
After they left the bath, Joanne asked him if he was ready to get rid
of that silly hairy growth on his upper lip. "Sweetie, that hair on
your lip just ruins your look. You'd be so much prettier if you let me
have it removed. What do you say about taking me up on my earlier
offer? My friend will be more than glad to remove it for you. Please,
sweetie, do it for me."
He could no longer resist her and had to agree that his face would look
so much better without the scraggly mustache. When she told him not to
put on any make up, he felt dizzy and his stomach churned. "Shouldn't I
put on a little lipstick at least," he asked her.
"Oh no sweetie," she replied, "If we are going to get rid of that fuzz
on your face you can't wear any make up."
After dressing in a pair of pleated white short shorts, pink tee with a
white kitten embroidered over the left breast, and his new pink heels
they were off to see Joanne's friend.
Dr. Fleming greeted them warmly and soon had Josh relaxing under his
care. He examined Josh's face through a lighted magnifying glass then
told them that it would probably take two or three treatments to
permanently remove the hair on his face. After coating his face in a
gel, the doctor picked up a laser and began moving it across Josh's
skin. After about an hour, he was done and Josh's face was beet red.
"Just use some moisturizer on your face for the rest of the day and by
tomorrow you should have no problems wearing make up."
The rest of the week went by without much happening. Josh learned more
and more about presenting himself as a young woman. He practiced his
make up techniques daily under Joanne's tutelage, learned how to
coordinate his wardrobe and use accessories to create new outfits.
Ronnie had left behind a large number of nylon and silk scarves, belts,
purses and costume jewelry that he could use as well as a number of
dresses, blouses, and skirts. He was a quick learner and Joanne was
very proud of his achievements.
Each evening, they enjoyed a bottle of wine, cuddled on the sofa and
necked. Joanne always cut off the foreplay before it could become
serious leaving Josh with a case of the blue balls. When he complained
about his situation, she told him that the time was not right and he
accepted her explanation. Each night he listened to his tapes and slept
like a baby.
000
The following Thursday night Joanne told Josh that she had to go to
work and wouldn't be home until very late. She asked him to hand wash
their lingerie and do the regular laundry before going to bed and not
to worry about her. She handed him a small white pill and told him to
take it just before going to bed. Josh just nodded his head in
acceptance; he was too used to doing everything that she said to argue.
Joanne was wearing a beautiful royal blue sequined evening gown that
exposed a lot of cleavage and white opera length gloves. When Josh had
questioned why she was dressed so formally for work, she told him that
she was a hostess at a fancy restaurant. He accepted that and went to
get the laundry.
Down in the Kitten Club Joanne made a beeline to Pete's office. She
knocked on the metal door and went in at Pete's grunt. "Hi Pete," she
began only to be silenced as Pete reached both hands under his desk and
began pushing up and down.
"That's it bitch," he grunted, "Take it all in and dis time ya better
swaller! Here it comes bitch, here it comes." His face turned a little
red and he let out a loud moan then settled back into his chair. Soon
afterwards a young boy/girl that Joanne recognized as Daisy came out
from under the desk. Daisy wiped her mouth with the back of a hand,
readjusted his denim short shorts and red and white checked midriff
blouse and quickly slipped past Joanne. She saw the look of disgust on
his face as he went out of the door.
"Daisy is new and would soon learn to adjust. There were worse things
that could happen than having to suck Pete's slimy cock. Heaven only
knows how much crap I've had to put up with here," she thought as she
turned her attention back to Pete.
She hesitated for a moment then reached into her purse and pulled out
several photographs. "Pete, I thought you might want to see some
pictures of your investment. It's been a month now and he is doing
everything I tell him without too much complaint. I still drug him each
night so that he will be more susceptible to the tapes but there is
still some resistance. He does them anyway. In another month... or so,
he'll be ready."
Pete reached out with a grubby hand and took the pictures. He looked at
them for what seemed like hours to Joanne, but barely ten minutes had
past. "Right pretty bitch," Pete began. "Ya sure dis is really a guy?
Damn! Righteous lookin' bitch, needs some tits. When ya takin' her ta
Doc for da treatments? Wadda ya mean, ya doan know? Look Joanne, da
longer ya take ta get dat bitch ready da longer I's gotta wait ta
recoup my money. Ya know hows I hate ta wait fer my money. Git it done
dis week or ya kin plan on workin' da party room. What else ya got
planned for da bitch 'size tits?"
"I was thinking like maybe making him look more feline... you know,
pierce the sides of the nose and insert feelers, that sort of thing...
n... and... maybe get his ears pointed... but I don't think that would
really work. That's why I call her kitten... n... I thought maybe he
should look sorta like one. But Pete, I think just the way she uses
make up will be fine. No reason to spend that kind of bread, so just a
pair of "C" cup tits should do it," Joanne mumbled.
"Interestin' idea... I'm calling Doc and tellin' him dat you'll be
there... oh... let's say Tuesday. Make sure you n da bitch be there.
Now git da fuck outta here."
Joanne did as she was told and quickly went to her station in the club.
She's been there for eight years and had finally gotten off the floor.
The club didn't open for another twenty minutes, so she used the time
to check out the club's set up. Four girls were working the tables and
another five were due in at midnight. Two bar tenders/bouncers were
behind the bar. The band was set up and ready to play. Everything was
in order for the night's business.
She saw Daisy off in a corner wiping her eyes with a tissue as Roxie
stood next to her with an arm around her shoulders. Roxie was wearing
her little naughty schoolgirl costume with her red hair done up in a
high ponytail. Daisy looked just like a young Daisy Mae with her blonde
hair fixed in two curly pigtails tied off with red gingham ribbons.
As she looked at them Joanne reflected back to a long long time ago.
Back when she was in a similar situation broke, no money, no friends,
no chance for a job and starving just like so many runaways. She had
been arrested for shoplifting, a loaf of bread and some peanut butter.
The shop owner had been a frumpy mid-fifties woman with bright henna
died frizzy hair and looked like she had been rode hard and put up wet.
Holding Joanne by one skinny arm and the phone in the other, she was
offered the choice of working or going to jail.
Naturally, Joanne jumped at the chance and shortly found himself
dressing like a woman and entertaining horny men at the Kitten Club.
Signed to a ten year performance contract, Joanne who used to be Joe
Daniels became Joanne Daniels. At first, he tried to get out of his
situation by refusing to dress in drag, but any resistance was punished
severely either a beating or whipping to the point where he would agree
to anything. When it became clear what he would have to do while
dressed as a woman, he tried to run away. He was caught before he had
gotten ten blocks away. Joe Daniels spent the next two months servicing
the winos that hung out in the alley behind the club. Joe died then and
Joanne took over.
Joanne reached a hand up to her right eye and brushed away a small
tear, "Shit!" she thought, "Life's a bitch! Come on girl, get your shit
together, we have a business to run here."
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