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Hair - Part Two:
What was I allowing Catherine to do to me?
To recap I was sitting in our bedroom wearing a corset and panties.
Catherine had told me that wearing a corset would make me manlier. How
had I come to believe this? And how did panties make me manlier? She had
slipped them on me whilst I was sleeping and the obvious delight that she
had in me being dressed like this had meant that I had not protested that
panties had not been part of the deal.
Then there had been these very obviously feminine red fishnets stockings
she had talked me into on the basis of some dubious fashion stories on the
internet about men wearing tights. Tights! What had convinced me that
they were the same as stockings?
Come to think of it what had even persuaded me that men do wear tights? I
had never seen any men wearing tights. I did not know any men who wore
tights and on the basis of a stupid bet I had been persuaded to wear them.
Then there had been the most stupid bet of them all that had now led to me
having false breasts and false nails applied and led to my first
experience of wearing nail polish and my first make-up lesson (as the
subject!)...
Where did I go from here? What was male about the person saw in the
mirror in front of me? The only thing that was still male about me, apart
from the basic equipment making a tent in my panties, was my hair. My
hair had always been my way of expressing my rebellion against authority.
I had worn it long in the all boys school I had attended where everyone
else wore it short. I had had a Mohican shortly after starting work in
the bank.
As I sat in my reverie Catherine was working my way into a pair of black
Resillissima Resille Louboutins. I had not noticed as I had just thought
Catherine was playing with my feet as foreplay but I was woken from my
reverie by the special feature she had added to the shoe - a combination
padlock as Catherine had just locked both shoes on my feet.
I had heard the clicking of both locks but I had not noticed the locks
yet. I had just assumed that this was the sound of the straps being
secured.
"Scarlet, these shoes are really THE shoes to be seen in!"
"Catherine, there is no way that you are going to convince me that real
men wear these shoes!"
"Scarlet, you have no idea what real men do as you have demonstrated from
the series of bets you have made this evening. However, a real man
honours his bets, as you have done by agreeing to wear the corset and
stockings and to the makeover. Now, think about what you are wearing.
Even if you were to put men's clothes over your panties, stockings and
corset, the false nails I have glued on, your false breasts and make-up
screams that you are a woman. I have therefore got you the only thing to
wear with this, a red dress. Slip it on and let me fix up your hair."
I sat at her make-up table as Catherine put hair extensions on my hair and
then proceeded to plait my hair.
"Scarlet, you hair is beautiful!" Catherine said as I started to fiddle
with the plait.
I had to admit that I looked as convincing as any ladyboy I had seen on
television documentaries of Thailand.
"Now, Scarlet, my ladyboy, time for a girl's night out." How did she
always seem to read my thoughts. I had been beaten fair and square by the
smarter girl.
Now she had done my hair I could no longer think of myself as a man,
dressed like this and looking as glamourous as any model. She had
understood without me saying this how my hair had always symbolised who I
am and that whilst I could have still just about have considered myself as
a man dressed in drag and wearing false breasts and nails and make-up I
now thought of myself as a girl with a bit of extra equipment.
What had she got planned next?
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