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Aimee's Makeovers Part Two By Jena Corso Edited By Waking up the next morning in each others arms was fantastic. "Did you have a good night's sleep, honey?" Aimee said as she kissed his cheek. "Is it morning already? Damn I'm exhausted, but yes it was a lot of fun" Said Tony. "Why are we getting up so early?" "I want to squeeze in everything I can with you this weekend," she said as she rubbed his back gently. "I know you have some things you wanted to do, and so did I, so we'll do them together but within the rules of the deal we made." "Ok, I know," said Tony grinning. "I lost so you are in control at the moment." "Good I'm glad, because then we don't have to argue about this" She said biting on his ear and removing his pigtails. "But did you look cute last night or what? Now jump in his shower and I'll use the guest bath so we can start our day of fun." "I see that you are relaxed today! You even forgot all about this?" said Aimee as she pulled the tampon from his ass with a smile on her face. "Gee, you must have been really tired, or really liked it." "Enough teacher!" said Tony. "I was just wiped out!" "Ok, let's not start out bitchy today, sleepy head! I got us into a game for this morning," she said. "You said you wanted to play softball this weekend, so we need to get moving to get ready if you really want to play at eight am." "Yes, definitely!" said Tony, perking right up. "That's awesome! How did you know?" "Hey - do I know you or what? Well anyway, I know some people playing in this game today from school, so I just made a call while you were in the shower and they told me they could use a few more players," "It's co-ed and may not be the competition you are used to, but it's for charity. I figured you wouldn't mind getting up early for softball." "Charity, cool, I'll do anything for charity," said Tony. "Count me in." "Ah, honey? Let me remind you that right now, I'm still choosing your wardrobe since you lost," she said laughingly. "And I already told them that we are both in. I know what you are thinking - What a wonderful girl I am, picking something for you when I didn't have to! Aren't I just an angel for picking something you'll love when it's still his turn! Now I'll be back in 15 minutes, as I have to go get our uniforms. Go have some coffee, brush your teeth, shave, and relax a little bit." "What about my glove and bat and stuff," said Tony. "I can't go all the way home now." "I'll take care of it," she said. "I know someone on the other team we can switch gloves with, and I'm going borrow some cleats for you when I get the uniforms." "You are the best," said Tony as he kissed her passionately as she skirted out the door. "I am lucky to have you." What a weird night, he thought to himsself as he sipped his coffee, wondering what tonight was going to be like. Tony started looking through the costumes, which were scattered all over the guest room, wondering where some of them came from. He really loved the she devil, the sexy Cinderella, and the Catwoman, but there were so many cool ones. It occupied his time and before he knew it, she was back. "Ok, I'm back babe. Let's get you ready to go play some ball. Just promise me you'll be cool and have fun this morning," she said as she removed his bathrobe and quickly became stern with him. "Eyes closed!" she said as he stood there naked as she pulled up some form of tight bike type shorts. "Hey, no peaking." "Why?" said Tony. "What are you up to now? I thought we were leaving to go play softball?" "This is my time remember," said Aimee as she pulled the blindfold on his head again as he had lost his temporary moment of trust. "I want you to be surprised, and I have to give you the right look for this game. Let me dress you a little further, and then I'll tell you more. You have to just trust me and go with the flow here." "Like I have a choice" Said Tony, as she slipped on some form of spandex type tank top over his head and a shirt of some type. He then felt her slip socks on each foot which stopped just below his knees, and then a pair of loose fitting shorts. As she adjusted the shorts, she pulled back his penis and pushed his testicles upward into his body cavity, which gave him a momentary chill when she removed her cold hand. The bike shorts under his softball pants held him tightly as he felt something pull tightly across his waist. "Why did you do that?" said Tony. "That feels weird, and it's pretty tight." "Patience please, patience," she said. "Now sit and don't be such a baby." From behind him, he felt her fiddling with his hair as she sprayed some form of gel into it. She seemed to be twisting and pulling at it as he was now really confused at what the hell she was trying to accomplish for a softball game. After what seemed like an eternity, she was finally done and was once again sitting on his lap, rubbing something on his face. "Can I now ask what you are doing ?" said Tony, getting frustrated. "Protecting you from the sun - so your patience for a few more minutes would be appreciated," Aimee said with a nasty tone. "So pucker up for me for your chapstick." "OK, sorry I was confused a little bit," said Tony timidly "But I do like that taste. It's like grape or something." "Now don't move or peek - I'm going to change right behind you, and I'll get right back to finishing you in a minute." As Tony sat there, he was curious about why she had tucked his balls inside, and why? He also wondered what the hell she did to his hair that took so long. This weekend was getting stranger by the moment. After ten minutes of his mind wondering, she returned and began spraying his hair with something. He heard the sound of the blow dryer heating up, which was a bit odd for a softball game. "Ok, here's the deal, so you fully understand," Aimee told him as she sat right back on his lap with her legs on top of each of his thighs. "This is the GLT charity game. Do you know what that is?" "Are you kidding me? Yes, I think I do," said Tony. "That's a game for gay people, right. I'm not gay?" "Well gay, lesbian and transgender people, and you do not have to be gay to play in the game," she said. "But, I entered you as transgendered for today's game, and me as your girlfriend. I figured it would be a nice compromise, since it's still your turn, and you still play softball." "No f---ing way am I doing this. In the bedroom is one thing, but out in public! No way!" Tony screamed. "So let me understand - are you telling me no?" she said. "Because if you are and you would embarrass me by not doing this for charity after I signed us up - then we are DONE! I would never break this promise or deal with you, so i thought you would never do it to me!" "Come on Aimee!" said Tony. "I wouldn't - You f---ing know I wouldn't." "Good then we understand each other, and you won't," she said as she removed his blindfold and started outlining his eyes with her pencil. "Look straight up at the ceiling please." She started quickly coating his eyes with mascara as he sat there in total shock as she jumped back and forth working on each eye. When she was finished, she pushed his chin back, forcing him to look at the ceiling as he felt her inserting something heavy and jelly like on each breast. Then he felt her button his shirt and tug at the left side before painting something under each eye. "OK - let me just step back for a second," she said. "Now stare at me, and tell me what you think." Tipping his head forward, he saw Aimee looking really sexy as a softball player. "Wow, you are probably the hottest softball player ever," said Tony as she looked as him smiling and spun around giving him the 360 degree view. She had on a hot pink softball jersey, which was tied at one side at her waist. She was wearing black softball shorts with one black sock and one hot pink sock. She had on a matching visor, and her hair was in a French braid with hot pink and black ribbons weaved in it. She looked amazing for a softball player. "OK, now trust me sweetheart. You look great. There is no one today that would even think you are anything other than a cute girl playing softball," she said staring at me with a glimmer in her eye. "I would never embarrass you publicly. I want you to appreciate the GLT charity and you are now part of it. This is also part of you exploring another side of yourself, and me helping you to develop it. Now get up and walk over to the three way mirror and I'm sure you'll agree with me." Reluctantly, Tony got up and went over to the mirror, which he was now beginning to dread looking at. Staring back at him was an amazing transformation. The first thing he noticed was the hot pink softball jersey ,which was bunched up and tied at his waist, showing just a touch of skin at his midriff and reading "Cougars" in white script letters across his now enhanced chest. As he turned his body, swaying his hips, he became incredibly distracted by the fact that missing was any bulge in his black softball shorts, as he now knew what the tight undergarment was for. As he looked down, he noticed he matched Aimee as he had on one black sock and one pink, with black cleats with pink stripes and pink laces. "Not too bad, looking good, I'd say. We make a cute couple. Wouldn't you say, sexy?" said Aimee as she walked up to him and rubbed his back. "Now really, is there a person on earth that would recognize you as a guy? Look how far we have come in two days, and how much fun we can have experimenting." "But I'm no girl, Aimee, I'm not gay or anything either," Replied Tony. "I know you aren't, honey. I am just opening your eyes to new things, and we are experimenting," said Aimee as she handed him his pink visor. "You are just a softball player supporting a good cause and to support it, you are being a good sport and fitting in. If someone came down to play on your team, you would expect them to make an effort to fit in, wouldn't you? You wouldn't change the team for them, right? And hey, there's nothing wrong with looking cute while doing it - just look at me." "OK, ok," said Tony with a grin. "But do you have to take it this far? Forget I even said that, as I know the answer." "Good thinking, now let me do a few finishing touches, since we have ten minutes before we leave. Close your eyes for a second," said Aimee as she began spraying his hair with something sticky. "Cute, I like that. It's a good thing we saw that girl's college softball game on ESPN last week, because I remembered a few good ideas from it. I really think you look just like a college softball player. Take a good look at yourself and you'll see what I mean!" As Tony looked up, he noticed that his skin was flawless again, but he appeared not to be very made up. It was easy to tell that his lashes and eyeliner defined his eyes, but his lips looked natural, with a slight pink gloss to them. He could tell that his cheeks and eyelids were highlighted with some pink sparkly color, and the black lampblack stripes under each eye actually made him look like a hip ballplayer. As he turned slightly in the three way mirror, he was shocked when he actually focused on the back of his head. Initially, he just thought his hair was slicked back and in a ponytail like he normally wore it to work, until he took a better look. It had been parted to the side in the front, and seemingly appeared gelled tightly against his scalp, and sparkled with glitter. The front of his hair was separated from the back by a hot pink headband, which was tightly fixed midway on his head, with small combs right behind his ears, in which he now had on small diamond stud earrings. Directly behind his headband, he now had a rear center part, with dual matching French braids on each side dangling past his shoulders. Each French braid consisted of black and pink ribbons, which were weaved throughout his hair, and used to tie each braid the bottom in a bow. "Now just a couple of things you should think about," said Aimee as she touched up his lip gloss and giggled. "First, be careful sliding with your little friend tucked away if you want to continue to have fun this weekend. Second, remember not to catch your braids or earrings when you take off your batting helmet. Third, your sports bra is tight, so the gel breasts won't pop out, but they will bounce when you run, so before the game you'll need to jog around a little and get used to them. And fourth, try not to throw like a girl. Now let's go have some fun, and I think I'll drive." Leaving the house, his legs were trembling as they walked to her car. When they pulled up, Aimee grabbed his hand and led him over to the table to check in. "Aimee, I'm so happy that you made it, and who is your friend," said a volunteer, who was holding a clip board and looking for their names. "Hi honey, I'm Ramon." "This is my friend Toni, check the list for Antonia Crespo," said Aimee. "I registered both of us." "Nice to meet you, Toni! Yes, here are your name badges, and we will start in ten minutes." Said Ramon. "Have you ever played softball before, girls?" "Yes, we've both played for a while," said Aimee. "We'll be comfortable playing any position you want in the game." "Great, I'm gonna put both of you in the outfield for half a game. Is that OK, girls?" said Ramon. "I don't want either of you to get hurt, and there are some big guys here today that hit the ball hard." "Sure" Said Aimee, as she squeezed his hand as she knew Tony was annoyed. "But certainly, you may want to put Antonia in for a whole game, or in the infield, since she's really good." "Really, that's good to know, but you don't even have a glove, honey, do you? Don't worry, you'll be switching with some other subs today anyway. Well, let's see how it goes, and how many people we end up having to get in the game today," said Ramon. "But let me add that you girls look so fashionable in those outfits. I love the little touches with the ribbon and the braids together, and the two different colored socks. Aimee, you never cease to amaze me with your creativity, girl. Anyway, take a seat on the bench, and I'll get you into the game in just a bit." "Thank you Ramon, that's so nice of you to say, but the hair was Toni's idea," Aimee told him as she tugged his hand and they had a seat at the end of the bench. "Wow, I'm so embarrassed," he whispered to Aimee. "Does he really think I'm actually a girl, or is he just being nice? And the last name - Crespo? That's your name! Why did you do that, and does he think we are sisters or cousins or what? God, that is embarrassing! And he thinks I suck at softball too doesn't he?" "First of all, no one cares what you are? Remember, this is a gay, lesbian, and transgendered game. No one will ask and no one will care. They all support each other in their community and try to help people overall, not judge them. Well, except for fashion - they judge that harshly!" said Aimee as she was rubbing his back and now cracking herself up. "And I figured that you didn't want me to use your real name, and I wanted to show that we were a couple, so I used mine. "Ah, I see. I guess it makes sense," said Tony. "But Antonia, and the hair comment?" "Well, I figured I could still call you Toni, but just with an 'I' instead of a 'Y'," said Aimee. "And yes, if you remember, you picked out some girls in a Fitness magazine and they had this hairdo that I gave you." "Wow, now I do remember that," said Tony. "But the socks, lampblack, and the rest I did get from watching the girls college world series with you on tv," said Aimee. "See, sometimes I do pay attention to sports." As the game started, they just sat back and relaxed and cheered for their team. He was becoming fairly comfortable now as no one had anything to say to him, other than friendly compliments or warm greetings. It was actually a good game, even though the play was a little sloppy, but that's to be expected with people who have never played together before. It was odd for Tony mentally, since he was used to cursing and screaming in a sloppy game, but this was refreshing as people from both teams were polite and encouraging each other. "Ok, it's the fourth inning, girls, you're in. Aimee, you go to second base and Antonia you go to right field," said Ramon. All he could think about was right field, that's where you put your worst player. But that changed when he got to right field. He was quickly relieved that he was not in left , as he noticed his company's banner on the left field fence, and his boss with his family sitting in the bleachers. Then as he looked further, he noticed behind them was his marketing director with his arm around another man, and sitting next to them, were about ten more people from his company. He had no idea they were a sponsor for this event, or that some of them were gay. He could just hope that no one would recognize him now, and that this game would be over soon. Its funny but now he was actually happy for the first time to be Antonia Crespo, and not Tony! After two quick innings with no action, it all came down to the sixth and final inning, as the game was tied at two. As the inning started, the first ball was hit to Aimee, who made an error on what should have been an easy play. Tony felt bad for her, but its part of the game as he shouted out encouragement to her in the best feminine voice he could muster. The next ball was blasted over his head and deep and he darted back to make a nice running catch, which woke up the crowd, and who gave him a fantastic ovation. He felt that it wasn't that big a deal, but it was nice to be applauded. After a ground ball to first base for the second out, which moved the runner to second base, up came their cleanup hitter. He actually was a huge guy, and he had hit a homerun earlier, so we all moved back. When he swung, Tony realized he had hit a little bloop, which was dropping into right center field, so he raced in, grabbed it and fired a strike to home plate, nailing the runner to end the inning. The crowd went crazy and it felt fantastic. He was now leading off the inning, and finally get a chance to bat. As he walked to the plate, he heard the announcement of his name "Now batting, the girl that has kept us tied - Antonia Cresssspo" and boy did that sound weird. Tony strolled up to the plate and promptly whacked a double down the left field line to start them off. As he pulled up at second, their shortstop batted his ass with his glove as he walked past Tony and said "Girl, come on, you're killing us with your play, and your beauty. Now you stay close to me, sexy. No running home now, girl." "Thank you, but can't do that one," said Tony, as he figured he was done chatting, but he had something to say to Tony after every pitch, as Tony was growing uncomfortable. He was constantly running behind me at the bag and rubbing his ass and back with his glove. He said things like: Where did you come from, honey? Maybe we can meet later and have a drink if you let our team win? I hope you are bi-sexual and like men as well as girls, like I do? Maybe we can have a victory dinner together?" Ignoring him and wanting to get the hell out of there as he was unsure if he was serious or was just trying to distract Tony. He decided not to wait anymore and promptly stole third after his team's first batter struck out. At least he felt a little safer there with a girl playing third base that was drop dead gorgeous, and looked more like a model than a ballplayer. "I love your style, Antonia," she said. "I have to try that with my hair for the next game. It's so cute. Very creative, and it looks hot on you." "Thanks," said Tony with surprise, as at least it sounded better coming from a hot girl. Then up to the plate strolled Aimee. With the game on the line, Tony knew Aimee was a bad hitter, and probably had no chance against the girl they had pitching, who threw very hard. Before she got into the batters box, she stared at Tony, winked, and blew him a kiss. Wow, she's so amazing he thought as the pitch came to Aimee, he darted off the base as she successfully bunted it, and Tony strolled home to win the game. It was amazing as we were mobbed and congratulated by our teammates. Tony was so relieved to win, and actually for the first time, was relaxed as he felt comfortable around everyone. As he sat down to have a drink of water after celebrating, over came the other manager, who handed Tony his card and told him he needed a few more girls for his Sunday morning team, telling Tony he would love to have him. Then their huge cleanup hitter came over and congratulated Tony with a huge hug, lifting him off the ground and shoved something in his shorts pocket. Person after person hugged Tony and slapped hands, as finally this crazy game had come to a close, and they could go home. "You girls were fabulous! Just fabulous!" said Ramon, as he handed them their large pink gift bags. "What are these?" said Tony. "Honey, everyone who participates gets them," said Ramon. "They are a small token of appreciation from the sponsors, a few gift certificates, and coupons. Enjoy them, and we'll see you at the dinner." "We'll try. I'll let you know," said Aimee, as we walked over to her car. As we they got in and closed the door, Aimee reached over and passionately French kissed Tony. "So I think that worked out pretty well for Antonia, didn't it?" Aimee said as she began driving. "You got to play softball like you wanted. You were the star, and you looked hot doing it. Don't ya think?" "Well, I enjoyed playing and winning it, yes," said Tony. "But I'm not sure about the hot part. And at least no one outed me or embarrassed me." "Do you know why?" said Aimee. "Because they are all gay, you mean?" said Tony. "No, silly. It's because they are good people who support others in their community. They treat people as people, no matter what gender they are, period," said Aimee. "Oh yeah, and by the way, the crowd and the other team just thought you were a girl. They probably actually just thought you were a good lesbian ballplayer." "Wow, cool, I never thought of that," said Tony. "I know it sounds stupid, but that is actually a relief for me. Maybe you could have mentioned that before." "Mention it! And miss you squirm? Don't think so, girl!" Aimee stated with amusement. "So, I heard that shortstop hitting on you? Were you into him? What was going on out there?" "Nothing!" said Tony as he raised his voice. "I'm not into that! You know that. I think he was just messing with my head to get me picked off base. He's gay, why would he be into a girl!" "OK, Princess Antonia. Don't get your panties ruffled!" said Aimee, with a huge grin on her face. "It's cool with me either way. Experimenting is part of life, girlfriend. Flirting is just harmless fun anyway, as long as you are not going to cheat on me with him! Plus, not everyone playing there today was gay. He might have been straight or bi-sexual, and just thought you were hot. We all want to feel hot sometimes, and I know you do as well." "Yes, of course we all do, but not from him, OK," said Tony. "I'll stick with you." "OK, my gorgeous little ballplayer," Aimee replied as we pulled into the driveway. "Now let's go inside, so I can free this sexy ballplayer's balls." The second we closed the door behind us, we passionately kissed and Aimee pushed me onto the sofa. She grabbed his feet and ripped off his cleats, and quickly slipped off her own. Staring directly into his eyes and standing right in front of him, she dropped her softball shorts, her panties and untied her softball shirt, leaving it hanging. He quickly pulled her towards him as he unbuttoned her jersey and removed the front clasp of her bra, exposing her perky breasts. She surprisingly reached out with both hands, grabbing a braid in each one and pulled his face into her breasts, smothering his face in her breasts. As Tony enjoyed himself, lost in the moment, he felt himself becoming aroused, but was trapped uncomfortably by the spandex shorts. Sensing this, she pulled his hair tightly, causing him to shriek with a little in pain as she stood him up and released his face from her breasts. She reached down and dropped his softball shorts, and rubbed his trapped crotch through the bike shorts, driving Tony crazy, as his private area was held hostage. "Is this sexy ballplayer uncomfortable? Is she in pain?" she whispered in his ear. "Does she want to come out and play? Does she think she can score the winning run again?" "Damn right she does?" said Tony, as he was losing his mind. "Can Coach Aimee use Antonia's bat to score the winning run today," Aimee asked as she nibbled on his neck and rubbed his crotch with her nails. "Absolutely! Use it right now!" said Tony as she knelt down and pulled off his bike shorts, allowing his manhood to spring into action as she rapidly engulfed it in her mouth. "But not like that, Coach Aimee! Give me a fair shot to win this round!" "Ah Antonia, you are becoming a smart girl! OK let's play the game a little more fairly," she said as she laid back and allowed Tony to mount her missionary style, and they got into to it big time. Unfortunately, though she had Tony so hot, he lost again as she outlasted him after a good twenty minutes this time of passionate love making. "Umm you are yummy," she said as she was finally relieved. "But it looks like Aimee scored the winning run this time, doesn't it?" "Damn, you are killing me here, girl!" said Tony as he kissed her passionately. "Can you go easy on me this time? Maybe like something simple this time? Or maybe something I actually can do without being embarrassed? Maybe just something here at the house? Maybe a normal costume?" "Turn around so I can get your braids out," she said as she unwound his hair and ribbons. "I already have something in mind that won't require me putting makeup on you this time. Does that make you feel better?" "Definitely, that's a relief. Great, let's do it," said Tony. "Good, let me jump in the shower and then you can do the same while I get some clothes together for us. Go inside and get yourself a snack and I'll be back in a few minutes." Stuffing his face, Tony wasn't too concerned with her idea, since at least this time he probably wouldn't be a girl, since she said she wasn't doing makeup. "OK, lazy bones, get in that shower and let's get it together. The day is wasting away," she said as she snuck up behind Tony, wearing only a bathrobe, with her hair wrapped turban style in a towel. "OK, OK - wow no rest for the weary with you," said Tony as headed for the bathroom. "On the counter is nail polish remover, so you can scrub off that chipped polish, and use this deep penetrating shampoo to get that glitter spray out of your hair," she said lecturing me. "Unless you want to go out like that, because I like that wild, wavy hairdo on you that the braids created." "That's OK," said Tony, as he closed the door behind him, noticing his wild waves in the mirror as he jumped into the shower. He scrubbed off the nail polish, washed his hair and actually was feeling pretty good. He was hoping they could just hang out and relax for a bit. After ten minutes, she was pounding on the door, telling him to hurry up as he was enjoying the water pressure on his neck. When he got out, he could hear her on the phone apologizing to someone, and telling them they'd be running 15 minutes late. At that point, it was obvious we were not staying in to relax. He walked out of the bathroom wearing only a towel, and she was waiting impatiently for him in the bedroom. "OK, sit here quickly. You are making us late, and you know how I hate that!" said Aimee as she motioned to him to sit down. "We have to be quick, then we're off." Quickly she rubbed a towel around his head and she brushed his wet hair back and tied it in the traditional ponytail. She was not really dressed up, as she had on a basic floral sun dress and flip flops. Her wet hair was also pulled straight back in a pony tail, and she had on no makeup, so obviously we were not going anywhere too fancy. "OK, stand up and step into these," she said she slid up some white silk panties on him, followed by a pair of white pleated shorts, which she zipped on one side. "Good, these will work, now let me try this top on you." She then buttoned in front a yellow, sleeveless shirt which was tapered at his waist and looser at his chest. Then without missing a beat, she slipped a pair of flip flops on his feet and told him to stand up. "Nice, this outfit looks cute on you," she said as she spun Tony around a little. "Well I'm glad you like it, but I'm sure that it's the first time I ever wore a yellow shirt in his life." Said Tony laughing. "But at least I'm finally a guy again; I just look like a gay guy now." "Please stop, is that you, or Antonia bitching at me," Aimee laughed as she cracked herself up and they walked out the door. "Now let me get your purse, and we can leave." "OK, wise ass, where are we going now? It's only 10:30 in the morning!" Tony asked her as he closed his car door and buckled his seatbelt. "You wanted to relax, and now we are going to relax," said Aimee. "Prepare yourself to be pampered. We are going to the spa!"