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Part 3: Emily Starz
Serena and Hallie spent the better part of the week improving their
appearance and routines, each excited by the knowledge that they had a
friend they could confide in. But their lives as part of the Seven Stars
also had to be prioritized over their lives as the two Starz. Mel was
hosting another party at his house and this time expected everyone to
come with dates. Sora and Hal began to fret over what they were going to
do, when Hal came up with an idea.
"Sora?" Hal asked meekly. "I was thinking...I've never had much luck with
girls. I've always shown up to these parties alone, and everyone has
given me hell for it. So I was wondering...would you be my date? Just for
the night?"
"You mean as Serena?" Sora asked. Hal nodded. "Well, I don't know...give
me a little while to think about it," Sora replied. The next few days
were a little awkward between Sora and Hal. Sora had still not given any
word on what he thought about Hal's proposal, and Hal felt kind of bad
for putting his friend on the spot. Finally, it was the night of the
party, and Sora still hadn't told Hal anything. Sighing, Hal slowly got
ready for another party alone, when the doorbell rang. He slowly went to
the door, and was shocked at what he found waiting for him:
"You didn't think I would leave a friend hanging like that, did you?"
asked Serena, standing at the door dressed in a sleek silver cocktail
dress.
Hal smiled. "You are wonderful! And you look so chic! But what are we
going to tell are friends about you?"
"Well, we'll just say that I'm a girl you met down at Sora's club, and
leave it at that! Plus, we can say that Sora was working late, so that
takes care of both of my personalities."
"Great! Let's get going."
Serena and Hal entered Mel's place to quite a few shocked faces. "Who's
the blond with Hal?" Albert whispered to Lars.
"Not a clue," Lars replied, smiling. "But I'm glad he's finally sticking
his neck out to get a date."
Hal and his mysterious new girlfriend were the stars of the party. All of
Hal's friends wanted to know who this beautiful girl who socialized with
the group like she was a part of it since they all first met was. Hal
stood by her and was able to disarm most of the tough questions. But when
Mel pulled him aside, Hal became a little more nervous.
"Hey buddy," Mel smiled, throwing his arm around Hal's shoulders. "Looks
like you've landed quite a catch."
"Yeah, she's pretty special," replied Hal.
"Well, listen. Me and Emilio have been noticing how you have been a
little distant; not very intimate with her. I bet Emilio a hundred bucks
that you've got it in you to make out with your date by the end of the
night. He says there's no way that you've got the guts. So what do you
say? Will you prove him wrong for me? Just this once?"
"I don't know..." said Hal, suddenly a little nervous. "I don't think she
would appreciate moving this fast..."
"Well, how about this. I'll give you 15 minutes to maneuver around her
doubts; then I'm going to send Emilio into the room with you. Show him
what you've got."
"I think that's a little too..." Hal sighed as Mel exited the room
without another word. He quickly walked over to Serena. "We have a
problem," he murmured. "Mel is expecting you and I to act a bit
more...friendly."
"What do you mean?" asked Serena, perplexed.
"Well, when Emilio walks into the room in a few minutes, Mel wants us to
be...oh shit! Here comes Emilio now! Quick, kiss me!"
Serena instinctively puckered up, and received her first kiss as a girl
right as Emilio walked into the room. It was so much different than she
had expected...she was almost sad to have Hal slowly pull back to address
Emilio, who was standing there grinning stupidly.
"Man, Hal, it looks like you caught an easy one!" he chuckled. "I would
love to check out Sora's club if the girls are this willing."
"Only willing for the right price," Serena smiled, flashing a dazzling
smile. "But for a stud like Hal, or even yourself, its free of charge!"
"Really?" asked Emilio, slowly pacing towards Serena.
"Yeah," Serena replied, looking at Hal as she spoke. "In fact, I bet I
could get Sora to hook you up with a great girl from our club; her name
is Hallie, she's quite stunning, and very willing..."
"Is that so?" Emilio's eyes lit up, unaware at of the deep color of
scarlet on Hal's face. "When do you think I could meet her?"
"But...but Emilio...what about Tiffany, your girlfriend?" stammered Hal.
"Bah, what she doesn't know won't kill her," Emilio said, turning to
Serena. "So how about Saturday night? Could I swing by to see this
'Hallie' then?"
"Sure thing," Serena grinned. "I'll make sure Sora has her she's ready by
8 o'clock."
"Great. See you then," Emilio called out as he lumbered out of the room.
"Serena, what have you done?" exclaimed Hal as soon as Emilio was out of
earshot. "I can't face my friend as Hallie...what if he finds out? He'll
rip me limb from limb!"
"Hal, I did a huge favor for you tonight by not only coming to the party,
but kissing you as well," stated Serena, leaving out the fact that the
kiss was a bonus for her as well. "So like I was a friend to you, you can
be a friend for Tiffany. I have no intention of letting Emilio get away
with his infidelity; you will be the bait that catches him in our trap."
"What did you have in mind?"
"I have an idea, but I want to run it by Tiffany first. Let's get down to
the club early tomorrow morning - you'll need a lot of time to get ready
for your big night anyways..."
"I love the idea!" exclaimed Tiffany after Serena told her the plan the
following morning. "I always knew that Emilio was the type to look at
other girls behind my back, but this is going too far! I will punish him
for this!"
"That's the idea," nodded Serena. "Hal, are you sure you're comfortable
with all of this?"
Hal swallow. "I guess. I'm still really nervous about him discovering who
I am, but once I get over the awkwardness of the role, I suppose it won't
be that bad."
"That's the spirit!" Tiffany smiled. "Now come on, sweetie, I'll help you
get ready. You've got a big night ahead of you, and I want you to look
fabulous!"
The plan was then set into place. Tiffany, knowing all about Emilio, knew
exactly how to get Emilio's attention. "He's big on the feminine girly-
girls," she said. "So we'll get you all dolled up in pink with some nice
frills and curls." And did Hallie look feminine. By the time they were
done, Hallie's hair was lusciously wavy, her eyes were big and surrounded
by large amounts of mascara, eyeliner, and eyeshadow. With some nice pink
lipstick, arched eyebrows, and a frilly pink dress, Hallie looked every
bit the girl she had become in the last week at the club.
"You look absolutely wonderful, Hallie," Serena smiled warmly. "You
really are one of the brightest shining Starz around."
"Oh, stop it," blushed Hallie. "There's only two of us Starz who have
embraced the fairer sex anyways, so that's not really that great of an
impression."
"Well, I don't know," Tiffany said, slowly inspecting every detail of
Hallie's attire. "You're looking pretty good. Flawless even. But it takes
more than a pretty face and sparkling personality to win Emilio over; he
likes his clean, proper girls to have a bit of a dirty side, if you know
what I mean. Will you be up to the challenge?"
Hallie took a deep breath. "I think so. In fact, I know just what I am
going to do," she said with a determined look in her eye. Tiffany and
Serena smiled at each other. Hallie had blossomed from a timid bud into a
courageous flower, and they only just beginning to see her petals open.
"Alright," said Serena. "All we have to do now is wait."
Serena and Tiffany spent the next hour preparing the club for Emilio's
arrival. Although the club was not officially open, there were still many
stagehands and other performers who needed to be out of the building so
Hallie could act without the potential for interference. Mr. Ru was quite
helpful with all this, winking at the girls knowingly. "Only one more
performer left and we are open for business," he smiled. "Make sure you
catch a good one!"
At exactly 8 o'clock, everything was ready. Serena waited at the door,
while Tiffany and Hallie hid backstage. To her surprise, Emilio was
actually on time for once in his life, and Serena greeted him with
welcome arms. "Hello," she smiled warmly. "It's good to have you here."
"You know it," retorted Emilio boldly, his eyes scanning the large room
hungrily. "So where's Sora? Does he have that girl ready to go?"
"Oh, don't worry. Sora's around here somewhere," Serena chuckled to
herself. "But he's attending to business right now, so you won't be able
to see him tonight."
"Whatever," Emilio shrugged. "I guess we can skip the formalities. Hey,
isn't this place a little empty, though?"
"Yup. Sora got it cleared out especially for you. It'll be just Hallie
and you tonight, free of charge."
"Excellent. I'm looking forward to it. So wear is she?"
"I bet she's just finishing right now. Hallie? Are you done? Why don't
you come out, honey?"
Serena and Emilio turned to the back of the room where the entrance to
the dressing rooms were, and both stood stunned as they watched Miss
Hallie Starz strut out of the room and down the catwalk. Serena stood
still for a moment, shocked by the fact that Hallie had switched to an
even shorter, skimpier dress and added long, chandelier earrings in the
hour that Serena had been cleaning, and impressed by the fact that she
made herself look even more radiant than before. Serena recovered her
composure quickly, but this was not the case for Emilio; he stood mouth
agape, practically drooling over the sight of this unknown beauty. "Hey
there, big boy," cooed Hallie as she came closer to Emilio. "I heard I
was going to be working with a stud tonight, but I think they undersold
you."
"Emilio, this is Hallie Starz," smiled Serena, almost giggling as Emilio
tried his hardest to keep from jizzing his pants right then and there.
"I'll leave you two kids alone. Call if you need anything."
She then departed, leaving Hallie all alone with a sex-starved
testosterone-charged beast of a man. Yet for some reason she felt no hint
of fear for her friend. She's got a fire in her heart and soul, Serena
thought to herself. Emilio better hope he doesn't leave with burns.
Hallie waited until Serena was completely out of sight before she began
to work, slowly moving closer to Emilio. "So," she said, practically a
foot away from Emilio. "I hear your looking for some fun tonight. Is that
right?"
Emilio nodded, without words for the first time in my life.
"Good," she smiled seductively. "But first, let's get ourselves into the
mood a bit. Serena, could you bring us out some wine?"
She motioned for Emilio to sit down, and touched him provocatively the
whole time that Serena was serving the wine. "You look nervous," Hallie
said with a sexy little laugh. "Am I making you uncomfortable?"
"Not at all," gasped Emilio, almost spilling his wine after Hallie rubbed
his crotch for the first time. "I've just never had someone come on this
strong before in my life!"
"That's funny," Hallie crooned as Emilio gulped down more wine. "Hal
always told me that you were always such a forceful fellow. I figured
you'd appreciate the same up-frontness from me."
"Oh, I am really appreciating this! But how do you know Hal?" he asked,
suddenly quizzical.
"Hal and I go a long ways back," Hallie said, brushing off the awkward
moment with ease. He used to confine in me during the first years of high
school, and we've been extremely close ever since."
"Is that so? I've never seen you hanging around with him ever. And trust
me, I wouldn't miss a beauty like you."
"I'm sure you wouldn't," replied Hallie, chuckling to herself. "But that
doesn't matter now. What matters is that you are done with your wine, and
I am ready to perform. So go on, sit on that chair over there. I've got a
special lap dance routine worked out just for you."
Emilio immediately got up and placed himself in the chair that Hallie had
pointed to. As soon as he sat down, she began her routine. She began
dancing slowly and provocately, thrusting out her ass and bust and
flouncing her hair in his face. After about a minute she unzipped the
back of her dress and peeled it off, revealing nothing but a pink bikini
and a matching bra. Emilio sat mesmerized as Hallie climbed into his lab
and began grinding away, slowly working his already agitated manhood into
a frenzy. This isn't as bad as I thought it was going to be, Hallie
thought to herself as she continued to gyrate. He isn't as big as he
claims he is; hell, it's barely a prick! He deserves what's coming to
him.
Eventually, right after she felt the first tremor throbbing against her
ass, Hallie dismounted her ecstatic partner and looked at him with a grin
on her face.
"Don't stop!" he pleaded. "Dear god, don't stop now! I want to see you
dance a little bit more!"
"Sorry," Hallie shook her head. "You're night is done. But trust me; you
will see me dance plenty of times in the next week."
"Good..." Emilio smiled, as he passed out from the drug in his drink. He
wouldn't wake up for another three hours.
As soon as Hallie was sure that Emilio was out, she called over Serena
and Tiffany, and the three girls got to work. They immediately slipped
headphones on his ears and let a special, pre-designed tape play on
continuous loop for the next three hours. Meanwhile, the girls dragged
him back into the dressing room, took off his clothes, and hid his
unsightly boner in a nice pair of panties. They shaved his body, dressed
him up in new feminine attire, and worked on his makeup. Tiffany insisted
that they go overboard and make him look like an overly-feminine doll;
Serena and Hallie were more than happy to comply. Finally, there came the
fake breasts, jewelry, and a beautiful auburn wig hand selected by
Tiffany. "He won't be able to cheat his way out of being a girl with that
head of hair," grinned Tiffany maniacally. After that, the rest of the
time was spent at a dentist applying braces to permanently fix Emilio's
crooked teeth. Then the three girls carried the feminized boy back to the
club, strapped him to a chair and waited.
When Emilio came to, he was a little groggy. "Wha...what happened?" he
mumbled.
"Why Emily, you're awake!" exclaimed Tiffany. "I so glad! You've been so
busy lately; I want to make sure you like all the changes!"
"What are you talking about? I'm not Emily; my name is Emilio."
"Not anymore its not. Take a look in the mirror!"
Emilio slowly gazed into the mirror that was being held up before him.
What he saw shocked him. Instead of seeing his usual rugged self, he saw
a very whorish-looking girl with long auburn hair and excessive makeup
coated around her eyes. His brown eyes had been changed to an icy blue
which matched the ridiculous shade of blue eyeshadow that perfectly
accented his long false eyelashes. Thin, highly arched feminine eyebrows,
a cupids bow-shaped pink lips, and two little mounds under a cute top
left no doubt that Emilio was indeed "Emily".
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?" he screamed, then gasped as he saw that it
was Tiffany holding up the mirror. "Tiffany? How could you do this?"
"No, Emily," Tiffany retorted. "The question you should be asking is
'What have I done to myself?' You see, you have been cheating on me
frequently, demeaning both myself and the girls you treat like crap. So
of course I wanted revenge and jumped at the opportunity to do this. So
now, you'll be working at the club with me, which fills the need for more
drag performers, and I lose my disgusting boyfriend. It's a double win!"
"Like hell I'll be working at this club!" he yelled, trying to break free
of his bonds to rise out of his chair. "Never!"
"Oh, c'mon, have an open mind. At least you'll be able to work with your
friends..." Tiffany smiled.
"What do you mean working with my friends..." Emilio asked suspiciously,
then froze, with his mouth agape, staring at where Tiffany was staring.
"You two..."
"That's right," Serena said as she and Hallie briefly removed their wigs.
"It's Sora and Hal. How are you doing?"
"Wait," said Emilio slowly. "If Hal is Hallie, that means..."
"Yup," chuckled Hallie. "You just got a lap dance from a guy. But I
should be the one ashamed - you didn't even offer much up, if you know
what I mean."
Emilio's face grew red. "Shut up! Just shut up! I can't believe this!
Release me! I'm leaving!"
"You think you have a choice in this," sighed Tiffany, shaking her head.
"Very well, we'll release you, but only to prove a point." She untied the
bonds on Emilio's arms and stood back as he marched towards the exit.
"Oh, by the way," she called out, right as he was about to leave. "I see
Emily, let Emily see me!"
Emilio froze in place. "Why don't you put on a new outfit and touch up
your makeup, Emily?" Tiffany suggested. Instantly Emily made a beeline
for the dressing room. The three other girls slowly followed, and were
amused to find Emily touching up her makeup, as asked, already having
changed into a new outfit with a black jacket and black leather pants.
"You look cute!" Tiffany giggle. "Give me a smile!" Emily did as she was
told without question, and then Tiffany snapped her fingers as her ex-
boyfriend was in the middle of a pose. "What the hell just happened to
me?" asked Emilio as he realized how he was posing.
"Oh, I'm sure you know what's happened. That's part of the training,"
Tiffany explained. "See, I flooded your brain with hypnotic commands in
the last three hours so that if I say a certain phrase, I can bring about
the dormant 'Emily' personality, while shoving your personality to the
background. You and your personality are completely aware of what is
going on, but you can't do anything about it!"
"You can't do this!" Emilio stammered, suddenly nervous. "I'll tell
everyone who you really are," he said, looking at Serena and Hallie, "And
I'll explain what you did to me!"
"Good luck with that," scoffed Tiffany. "Try it. Say Serena, Hallie, and
you're own real names."
"No problem," Emilio retorted. He pointed at Serena. "You are
S...S...Ser...no...Serena! God damn it!" He turned to Hallie, frustrated.
"You're name is Hallie. No...Ha..Ha...Hall...Hallie Hallie Hallie!
Gaaaahhh!" Emilio screamed. "I am Emil..y, no Em...Emil...Emily! I can't
do it!" He broke down in tears, falling to the ground.
"There, there," Tiffany said. "Don't worry. I'll help you adjust to your
new life in the club. We'll have you dressing properly, doing your
makeup, and dancing in heels in no time! You'll be just like the rest of
us; just another shemale dancer, the third of the Starz!"
"Wait, what do you mean, 'just like the rest of us'? Aren't you are
girl?"
Tiffany laughed. "Silly Emily. Didn't you know all this time that we were
dating that I used to be a man?"
This new information was simply too much for poor Emily. She fainted on
the spot, collapsing into the arms of Tiffany. "Well, I guess she didn't
know," she said sheepishly. "Oh well, I better get her backstage. And
you, Miss Hallie, excellent work," she said, smiling at her friend. "We
ought to call you Hallie 'Heartbreaker' Starz now for that performance!"
"Aw, it was nothing," Hallie said modestly. "I just kind of blossomed at
the right moment."
"I'll say," smiled Serena. "Thanks to you, we caught final performer for
the club. Now, with three Starz working at the club, we're open for
business!"
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