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As I sat under the dryer, luxuriating in the warm flow around my curled
head, I watched intently as Claudette tightly wound Jacque's dull man
hair onto the curlers which would bring him closer to the joys of
womanhood. Even if he didn't know it yet.
My hair did not take long to dry, since it had been set for so long. I
finished my punishment under the dryer just as Claudette had installed
the last curler next to Jacque's blushing right cheek. I raised the hood
and stepped behind Jacque as Claudette was admiring her handiwork. I
gently placed both my hands on either side of Jacque's globe of curlers
and ever so slightly pushed inward with both hands.
Jacque moaned with what seemed to be both pain and sexual pleasure. I
increased the pressure and moved my lips close to his ear.
"Jacque, you are too, too cute in those rollers. It takes my breath away
to even think what you will look like when we let you out of the rollers
and style your new curly locks."
Jacque had a tear in his eye. He looked up at me when I released his
head and sighed: "What is happening to me? This seems so wrong and yet I
am almost hypnotized by what you girls are doing to me. Should I run out
those doors? Am I not a man? What is happening to me?"
"Jacque, nothing is wrong. What is happening to you is that you are
finally allowing your feminine side to experience the light of day. You
have a very large feminine makeup in your being. There comes a time when
that womanly side has to get out. I know how you feel. I know it very
well. Believe me, I know what you are going through. Nothing is 'wrong'
and we will not hurt you in any way. Just spend this slumber party with
us and you will learn and feel what your feminine side has wanted you to
learn and feel for many years."
I gently kissed Jacque on the forehead and gave his curlers one more
firm squeeze.
"Now Jacque, before you go under the dryer. OH! You are going to adore
and hate that agony. Lets all put on a facial green tea mask. We have to
be sure our skin is properly cleansed and moisturized. Our masks can do
their job while you are drying under the hood. And I think that would be
a good time to do something about those nails. Clear polish is not
acceptable at a slumber party. Claudette will do your nails in some
stunning color which she will choose. That's what girls do at a slumber
party. They do each other's nails and make up. We are going to have a
wonderful time, Jacque. I think you will get into the flow very
quickly."
"OK, Wendy, I will try to 'get into the flow.' Right now I am scared of
how I am feeling. I don't feel manly anymore."
"Goodness, Jacque, that is the idea! You will feel and you will want to
feel more and more girly as the evening goes on. Claudette wants to feel
girly. I want to feel girly. This is a girl's slumber party. You will
feel girly. And that is not something to be ashamed of as a man. Nothing
makes a man feel he more of a human being than to feel the female
feelings he has bottled up inside that ugly man body. So, Jacque,
tonight become a "girl" with us. Let your female side take over for at
least one night. You will be a better man for doing it."
"Wendy, please be gentle with me. So far I am liking what I feel. Please
keep me liking it."
Claudette and I applied our green tea facials and then we both attacked
Jacque cringing face. When we had finished, we all looked in the mirror
at the same time. And there were shrieks of laughter from all three of
us.
As the laughter subsided Claudette moved in front of Jacque.
"Jacque, please unbutton your PJ's blouse and take it off."
Jacque did what he was asked with a questioning look showing through the
green mask.
"Now, Jacque, close your eyes and keep them closed."
His eyes closed and his mouth pursed in a gesture of 'what are they
going to do to me now?'
"Jacque put your arms straight out in front of you."
Slowly Jacque's arms rose from his sides.
Claudette reached into a nearby drawer and took out a stunning white
strapped longline bra. She slid the straps up Jacque's arms and the bra
seemed to cling to his chest. Quickly she moved around to behind Jacque
and deftly worked the 12 hook and eyes closed to their tightest
position. The bra encased Jacque from his belly button to his new found
boobies. Claudette had once again guessed the size with great accuracy.
Jacque kept his eyes closed and again moaned soulfully. HIs hands
haltingly explored the satin binding and soon found the tantalizing lace
of the cups. His hands encircled the small mounds and he gripped them
tightly. Jacque had found that he did, indeed, have breasts which had
been hidden. Claudette let him caress himself for several seconds.
"Jacque, you can put your blouse back on now. If you were going to sit
under a dryer with your hair in curlers and wearing a green tea facial,
then you had to have the proper womanly figure for sitting under a
woman's hair dryer. Now sit in the chair and I will lower the helmet
over your curlers and you will feel the rush of the heat as your hair is
set in curls. While your are under the dryer, Wendy will ready all the
makeup we will play with a little later. I will do your nails. I have
chosen a brilliant crimson for your first time wearing colored polish.
Just remember that what I put on your nails will also be the color we
will put on your lips. Think about that as your curls bake and your face
is prepared to be made beautiful."
Jacque meekly sat down in the dryer chair and Claudette lowered the huge
stainless steel helmet down almost to the level of his eyes. The eyes
lowered to view the new shape of his chest. The bra was doing it's work
and with only the slight padding already in the cups, Jacque had a nice
set of "little girls" where there was none before. With the dryer
whirling around his ears and Claudette working on his nails, Jacque's
eyes darted around to all the sights and seemed to be contemplating
running for his masculine life. Then he sighed and his body went limp
against the back of the drying chair. He had succumbed to his hidden
desire to experience his here to fore caged feminine side. After all it
was only for one night.
The nail polishing procedure lasted just about as long as it took to dry
Jacque's hair under the menacing dryer. The helmet was raised but Jacque
had to sit there while his fingernails were put under a nail dryer.
Claudette and I removed our facial masks, rejuvenated by the process,
and while Jacques hands were still under the nail dryer, we cleansed his
sorrowful face so that he could experience still more of the joys and
rites of womanhood.
Finally Jacque was able to take his nails out from under the dryer. He
stared at the sight of his ten fingers lacquered in a crimson which
shouted "Woman!" He shivered.
Quickly Claudette took him by the hand and helped him up from the drying
chair. She took him immediately to the make up chair. All his makeup was
arrayed before him as he sat in the high chair. Claudette's and my
makeup flanked his so we could all work on our beauty at the same time
in the same place. Naturally Claudette and I would have to do Jacque's
makeup, but that was the fun of a slumber party.
As all was in place, Claudette turned to Jacque.
"Jacque, have you ever worn makeup before?"
"No, Claudette, I have never worn makeup before. It has never occurred
to me to do so."
"Oh, Jacque, do you mean that you have never wondered what it would be
like to have deeply shadowed eyes or luscious full red lips? I bet you
have at some time in your life. All men do have those thoughts. They are
just to afraid to act on them. Wendy has told me that you seem to be
really interested in how she applies her lipstick. Isn't that right,
Jacque?"
Jacque lowered his eyes in a manner which indicated shame.
"Yes, Claudette, I do like to see a woman put on her lipstick. I have
always found it so fascinating to watch."
"I knew you have had those thoughts, Jacque. Well, tonight you won't
just think about how a woman puts on her lipstick, you will put your own
lipstick on your own lips. You will find out what that feeling really
is. And you are going to love it!"
"Now with our hair in rollers and our faces prepared, all three of us
girls are going to do our makeups. Slumber parties are for testing
makeups. trying new things, to see how beautiful we girls can be."
"Wendy are you ready to be beautiful?"
"Yes, Claudette, this will be so much fun!"
"Jacque, do you want to be beautiful too?"
Slowly, Jacque raised his eyes to meet mine and Claudette's. His eyes
had a look of panic and then a look of desire.
"My God, my feminine side is aching to get out! I never thought I would
say such a thing, but, please, show me how to a beautiful woman!"
Jacque lowered his head and clasped both sides of his rollered head in
his hands and a tear came to his eye.
"Now, Jacque, no crying! You will ruin your makeup!"
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