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March Madness By Jena Corso Edited By Angela Meyers Chapter 1 "Wake up babe!" said Jen softly tickling Mike's nose with her feather duster to awaken him. "Morning," whispered Mike waking up as Jen softly kissed his lips. "Go get rid of that stinky morning breath and empty that bladder of yours," said Jen modeling a bit as she stepped back. "When you get back breakfast will be served." "Right away Mademoiselle," teased Mike quickly stretching his hand to give a soft squeeze on Jen's ass and jumped out of bed as grinning ear to ear. "Ooohh!" squealed Jen playfully as Mike ran into the bathroom. "Didn't we wake up all naughty this morning?" Jen was dressed in her sexiest French maid outfit already all dolled up on this Saturday morning. On her feet were classic five inch black pumps and up her legs ran black seemed sheer thigh highs being held by two garters on each side. Her bodacious boobs were barely contained in the low cut shiny black short sleeve dress which flared out under a few layers of white ruffles and a cute white apron surrounded her waist. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun behind a cute little doily like headpiece and her face was already expertly made up featuring deep cherry lips. Quickly Mike was out of the bathroom and back in bed waiting as Jen came into the bedroom with a full breakfast on a tray. He was in nothing but his boxers as she folded open the small legs to the tray table and placed it over his lap. "So I hope you're hungry this morning," said Jen taking a fork and feeding him some eggs. "It looks fantastic," said Mike. "You're amazing." "You're amazing?" encouraged Jen stuffing some pancakes in his mouth. "You're amazing Mademoiselle Jen," chuckled Mike. "Much better," teased Jen showing some strawberries in his mouth and allowing him to sip some coffee. "My big strong man certainly worked up a nice appetite after last night." "Uuumm huummm Mademoiselle," uttered Mike barely able to speak with his mouth full before swallowing. "Here, I know how much you love beacon too," teased Jen as he chopped down some beacon. "Aren't you going to eat?" said Mike loving every second of it. "Of course once you're ready to feed yourself young man," said Jen wiping the edges of his mouth with a napkin. "Not that I'm not loving every second of this but you're making me feel guilty," said Mike as she gave him more eggs. "Please join me now before everything on this tray is gone. I'll feed myself." "Don't worry I can always go whip up more but I'm not in the mood for eggs," said Jen lifting the tray off his lap and placing it next to him. "I thought I've have sausage for breakfast this morning." "Absolutely," sighed Mike as she was squeezing him through his boxer shorts. "Come again?" said Jen sternly as she squeezed him hard and held the grip. "Sorry," cried Mike wreathing in pain for a moment. "I mean bon appetite Mademoiselle." "Much better," said Jen pulling his erect manhood out from between his boxers fly. He tried feeding himself but it was futile as she engulfed him. He began moaning and groaning enjoying every moment as he didn't last long exploding in her mouth before sitting upright catching her breath. "Finish that plate and don't you even think about leaving even a crumb or a drop," said Jen as she began licking him clean. "I know I won't." "Yes Mademoiselle," said Mike getting back to eating his food. When Jen was finished she sat up and took some of his orange juice washing down any remnants of his seamen and then gave him a soft kiss. "It's a bit salty that sausage," teased Jen knowing she repulsed him as she kissed him. "I'm gonna brush my teeth and take another shower." "Thanks," said Mike making a face then smiling. "I mean thank you for your service this morning Mademoiselle. I'll be sure to leave a big tip." "This should be a big enough tip," said Jen lifting his jeans from the floor and taking his amex from his wallet. "There's a big shoe sale today and I planned on getting my roots done. I saw some new sling backs that should fill the tip bill quite nicely. I'm sure you won't mind me shopping and primping while you watch your March madness marathon." "Deficiently not," said Mike grinning. "But you're going to watch with me later right?" "Seriously?" Moaned Jen making a face. "It's Saturday night. Do you have to see all of it? Every game?" "Please Mademoiselle?" said Mike semi-begging. "We won't be watching the whole time though of course. Please won't Mademoiselle come again soon!" "We'll see," said Jen annoyed as she walked into the bathroom whispering too herself. "Hopefully you won't come again too soon like this morning and aren't. I lucky you bought me this big screen tv for my birthday this year. Just what I always wanted." It wasn't long before Jen was on her way out of her apartment as Mike parked himself in front of her big screen watching games. She was gone three or four hours until finally the phone rang. "Hey babe," said Jen. "Just a quickie. The big game is Florida vs ASU right?" "Yeah it's on in like a half hour," said Mike. "I've got good money on Florida but there's still two more games after that one tonight if that's what you're asking." "I'm not. I'm just shopping but I'll be back during that one," said Jen. "Hope you're hungry." "Definitely," said Mike. "Bye." Mike was watching the beginning of the game as he heard Jen come in. "I'll be in in a minute hon," said Jen in the kitchen. "I'm just going to change and I'll be right in." "Hurry it's an incredible game," said Mike yelling to her. "How incredible?" said Jen stopping in the doorway coming in. "Like so incredible you wouldn't let anything distract you from it?" "Well maybe for a snack," said Mike looking over as his jaw dropped seeing her. "Oh, I was thinking more than a snack," said Jen as he heard a ruffling sound. "But maybe we start with an appetizer." As he looked over Jen lifted her arms up and began shaking her red and white pompoms. She was in a Florida Gator cheer outfit looking more like she was 18 than twenty six in the short pleated cheer shirt. Across her chest the gator logo was distorted so beautifully looking almost painted on across the outfits form fitting tight top but he could barely lift his eyes away from her stomach as she now had a sexy diamond studded navel piercing. Her hair had been completely changed from its usual sleek flat iron side parted style and was not pinned back off her face and cascading down her back in thick long ringlets. On top a huge matching cheer bow separated the curls from the teased bumped up puffy section fronting the oversized cheer bow and her face was dramatically made up with thick dark lashes and crimson red lips. "Give me a G. Give me an A. Give me a T. Give me an O. Give me a R. Give me and S," screamed Jen waving her pompoms and shaking her body. "What does it spell?" "Spells I love you," said Mike jumping from the coach and lifting her into his arms. They were in a now in a mad make out session as he carried her over to the couch and sat with her on his lap as they tongued. After five minutes of passion she broke the kiss as she looked up at him and gave a playful slap. "Hey," said Jen making sure to block his view of the set. "You weren't just watching all that while we kissed were you?" "So what made you pierce your belly button," said Mike. "That so fucking hot. You look incredible." "Thank you," said Jen moving her head slightly whipping her hair as she knew he was trying to look around her. "I knew you loved how they looked and I've just wanted to spice things up for us. In case you have noticed things have gotten a bit stale lately. I get a little worried sometimes." "I wouldn't call this stale," said Mike looking into her eyes. "And definitely not this morning either. I love you honey!" She smiled and immediately immersed her tongue in his mouth making out with him. It was hot and heavy but each time she would peek her eyes open she would catch him trying to watch the game as they made out. When the kiss broke she smiled at him and got up straightening her skirt. "I see it's almost half time so let me bring in the wings," said Jen heading into the kitchen. "Oh, you're the best," said Mike as she feed him some wings and beer. He sat back for a minute downing a dozen or so wings and a couple of beers. He felt amazing as she wiped his finger and then suckled his index finger licking it clean. "So you wanna give me an F before the second half," said Jen hopping onto his lap and straddling him as she looked into his eyes. "We wouldn't want your tip money I spend on this outfit to go to waste would we?" "No chance," said Mike as she was dry humping him a little driving him wild. He lifted her straight off his lap standing with her in one arm as he dropped his sweat pants and briefs right to the floor. As he placed her down he reached under her cheer skirt ripping down her panties the second her feet touched the ground. She jumped into his arms wrapped him with her legs and wiggling herself down on to him as they began screwing with him in a standing position. It got hot and heavy quickly as he squeezed her ever so tightly exploding as he felt back to a sitting position on the couch breathing heaving. She began kissing him as they made out for a good five minutes until she caught him looking up as the second half tipped off. "So that's it?" said Jen breaking the kiss annoyed. "I'm like not even close yet." "No of course not," said Mike sipping a beer. "You've just got me so revved up. You're so damn hot." "That's better because I was hoping I wasn't sitting a hot dryer getting all these curls for nothing," teased Jen kissing him and then looking into his eyes as she wrapped her arms around him jerking his limp member. "I was hoping for some of that animalistic passion I see when you watch the games." "Then fuck yeah you're going to get it you little cheer tease," said Mike tossing her off his lap and downing a beer. He downed another before kissing her and spinning her away from facing him as he nibbled her neck. "Aaahhh Holy shiiitt," sighed Jen as he was digging his teeth into her neck. "Oh shit easy on scaring me Mike." "Lean forward and I'll show you that animalistic side you want," said Mike as he let go of his love bite he pushed her forward. "Rrrrooaaarr," Purred Jen spinning her neck for a quick kiss and then leaning forward with her hands stretched out on the coffee table leaning forward. "There should be some right there in the end table draw." Mike reached over opening the end table draw and taking an extra-lubed Trojan. He wasted no time sliding it on and mounting Jen. He held her hips tightly as she screamed when he began deeply penetrating her as he thrust continually from behind. Quickly it got faster and faster as she was moaning deafeningly loving it as the room became incredibly loud. "What the fuck," said Jen looking over her shoulder back as him pounding her. "Was that the doorbell and put that fucking clicker down! Is that why we're having anal so you could fucking watching while we're having sex?" "One sec! Just one more Ooohhhh," said Mike exploding and then hitting the mute button. "Damn that was amazing. Of course not honey." As he pulled out the doorbell rang again as he was panting and grabbed his clothes from the floor. "Shit, I forgot it's probably the pizza," said Mike running into the bedroom. "Can you get it?" "Like this?" said Jen motioning to her cheer outfit as she straightened up. "At least you're dressed and my bladder's about to explode after all this today and I obviously can't answer it with a rubber on," said Mike closing the bathroom door. "I guess so. Just a second I'm coming," yelled Jen kicking her panties under the couch before running over to check out her reflection in the mirror near the front door and wiping some smeared lipstick from her check as she opened it. "Awesume," yelled Glen coming in and kissing her on the check and handing her a six pack. "Somebodies in the March madness spirit. You look smoking Jen." "Uuumm thanks," said Jen embarrassed as Glen, Mel and Jeff barged into her apartment. "I thought you were the pizza guy." "Perfect, that means they're not here yet so I'll still be hot," said Jeff passing out the rest of the beer to his buddies. "I didn't know you were hanging with us Jen or I would have brought Tess." "Aaahh, me either or I would have called her myself?" said Jen twisting her neck as the boys were quickly on the sofa getting ready for the next game. "Mike, you're friends are here." "Oh shit, I forgot I invited them," whispered Mike as he passed her coming out of the bedroom. "Sorry, we'll continue later ok?" "Whatever?" sighed Jen passing him as she went into the bedroom as he came out. "I'm taking a shower." Mike watched the next games with his buddies barely giving Jen a second thought until finally a few hours later she emerged from the bedroom. "Wheh! Look at you Jen," yelled Glen. "Thank you," said Jen giving a little spin modeling. "It's nothing. Just an old dress." "Old or new it looks hot on you," said Mel. "You should be a freaking model all done up like that with all the curls and I'm digging the new color Jen." Jen looked incredible in a little form fitting royal blue silk cocktail dress showing off all her curves with matching t-strap stiletto 5 inch sandals on her feet. Gone also was the teased front and cheer bow as her hair slicked back tightly at her forehead before exploding with cascading curls in the back. Large crystal earrings hung from her lobes fraimg her heavily made up complexion. Her makeup was done to the nines in a dramatic nighttime look featuring cat like liner with thick lashes and deep tangerine gloss sparkled in front of her super pearly whites. "Thanks," said Jen patting her hair. "Glad somebody noticed after hours in the salon." "I noticed," screamed Mike with his mouth full of pizza. "And where the hell are you going looking like that?" "To the ballet with Enrique," said Jen. "Remember he invited both of us and I said no thinking we had plans. I figured there's no point wasting all these curls that'll be flopped by tomorrow and looks like you'll be going nowhere tonight. But any of you can still come if you want?" "Uuum, well," muttered Mike. "The guys are here now and all." "I didn't think so," said Jen giggling. "Enjoy the game. I'll probably be home pretty late but you guys are welcome to stay as late as you want. Just leave everything and I'll clean up in the morning." "Thanks Jen," said Jeff. "Have fun and thanks for letting us hang here." "I will and maybe you can explain to Mike what he claims he noticed while I'm gone," teased Jen blowing them a kiss good night. "You're a shitty liar honey." "What the fuck asshole?" said Mike giving a friendly punch to Tony. "Idiot, her hair is like two or three shade lighter," said Tony. "Chicks want you picking up on that shit." "Who's Enrique?" said Jeff. "I'd be worried if my girlfriend went out looking like that?" "He's just the asshole yoga instructor," said Mike. "I'm not worried he's a pussy I'm sure. She said he hates sports." "Yeah but maybe he's not a blind fuck like you!" teased Glen. "You're never getting a hotter chick than her so you better start noticing stupid shit." "I noticed she looked like a fucking smoking hot slutty teenager in that cheerleader dress," said Mel. "If I were you I'd throw us all the fuck out and have her back in that for the whole weekend." The guys shared some laughs and enjoyed the games as in no time she was forgotten. This became a regular routine as the guys were back again at Jen's place the next weekend for the sweet sixteen as Jen was out each night away from all the beer and cursing. "Hey," yelled Mike coming in and kissing Jen the next Friday. "So no games until tomorrow. How about I take you out and we catch up." "Oh, you didn't tell me?" said Jen. "I made plans. Isn't this the final four or something?" "That's on Saturday. Break them," said Mike kissing her again. "I'm all yours. I was thinking we'd do anything you want and I thought maybe I'd finally give in about shaving my chest." "Really?" said Jen intrigued. "Why such a change about that? I remember words like never and real men never do that?" "I get to change my mind don't I?" said Mike as she glided her finger over his hairy chest though a button she popped open. "I know we've been stale lately and I'm sorry. I've been obsessed." "Ok, then we'll go do it now before you change your mind again," said Jen raising her brows smiling dialing her phone. "Alicia, can you squeeze a waxing? No, no my boyfriend. Good we'll be there in fifteen." "Waxing?" said Mike gulping. "Yeah, shaving grows to fast," said Jen taking his hand. "Let's go get you nice and smooth." Mike barely said a word as Jen was teasing him the entire way there enjoying his angst. When they got there they took him right in as quickly his shirt was off. He tried being a tough guy but was screaming and crying like a little baby as she was laughing the whole time. "Wasn't that bad," teased Jen stroking his hair as he lie back resting for a moment glancing at his hairless chest. "I'll give you a two minute breather and then we'll finish," said the wax tech leaving. "There's more?" cried Mike. "We're going all the way right?" said Jen unbuckling his belt and tugging at his pants. "What do you mean?" said Mike as she pulled off his shoes. "I mean like together," said Jen dropping off her jeans and jumping up on the other table. "It'll be fun. I heard you told your buddies how hot I made you looking like a teenager in the cheer outfit. I saw something else I think you'll like. What do you say we turn back the clock a little?" "Holy shit that's hot," said Mike looking over at her and realizing he was completed aroused. The tech came back in now with an assistant and Mike was ready to shit himself as he looked over watching him hold open her legs quickly wax off Jen's bush. He could hardly believe how quickly it happened as he was dying inside as he soon found his legs elevated and strapped in. "This is all so you don't hurt yourself sir," said the tech feeling the first section rip from his upper thigh. "Wait, holy shit my legs too," screamed Mike shaking. "Honey, everything below the neck or you'll look ridiculous now," said Jen scrolling through his phone. "I assume you want to look as good for me as Enrique does. He is completely waxed as I'm sure you know from stalking his facebook and twitter." "Jen, I was just checking to make sure he wasn't a serial killer or anything," said Mike screaming as they were tearing the hair from his legs. "It was nothing." "Exactly, it wasn't and it won't be tonight either," said Jen. "I'll be at a charity event tonight with Enrique since I already paid for it. If you would have had the decency to talk to me all week I would have said no but since I figured I was a basketball widow I'm already committed." "But Jen, come on," screamed Mike as another section left his body. "Jen me nothing you jerk," said Jen annoyed. "I'll be home late so don't wait up. Oh and I expect there won't be a hair left on that body if you expect me in my new outfit tomorrow night. I'm completely smooth and you damn well better be if you want any of this." Mike was as bare as a baby's bottom when he finally left heading back to Jen's place. He fell asleep on the couch waiting up when she woke him the next morning rubbing her hand down his smooth leg. "Ever getting up sleepy head," said Jen kissing his ear. "I let you sleep in but it's almost lunch time and you barely budged two hours ago when I undressed you. Those were some sleeping pills you took." "Crap, I didn't realize it was that late," said Mike rubbing his eyes as he handed him some coffee. "I was so sore. I need to take the edge off to sleep." "Well you're up now so I figured maybe you'd want to test that baby soft body of yours against mine before I get my hair done for tonight," said Jen stepping back and posing. "So you like it?" "Worth every fucking strip of wax," said Mike drooling seeing her. "You know I was just thinking the same thing about you," said Jen sticking a large pacifier in her mouth. Mike shook himself fully awake now looking down seeing she had stripped off all his clothing. He was in nothing more than an adult diaper and he had a blue and white plastic bib around his neck. Jen posed enjoying his stares in the sexy naughty little girl outfit now as she could see his diaper bulging in front. On her head was pink baby bonnet with ruffled silk trim and hair peeked out of it on each side in simple loosely hanging pig tails tied in little pink ribbons. Her upper body was covered in a short frilly pink baby doll style dress and underneath it was a white diaper. The dress was made of a soft shiny satin featuring a wide stiff flat-collar in a trimmed patterned lace that sat over the shoulders to the bust-line and carried through to the back. At the center the collar also has a long satin lace tying into a cute bow and the large puff sleeves were lined with netting to make them stand out beautifully before the arm openings were trimmed with a double layer of more lace. Below the waist the full short skirt consisted of two layers, the first in soft netting and the second overlaid is satin before each layers were trimmed at the hem with lace. On her feet were simple white shiny Mary Jane's and peeking out from them were little white lace ankle socks. "Ready to start young?" teased Jen removing the binky. "I'm pretty sure I mastered this little size so I'm looking to upgrade." "Damn right I am," said Mike standing up. "That's my baby," said Jen reaching under her dress and pulling the little tabs. "Holy shit. That's so hot!" screamed Mike barely able to contain. "I knew you'd like that you pig," teased Jen walking towards him and kissing him as she unsnapped his diaper now as well. "You always had a think for the young ones." "Yeah, but maybe not this young until today," said Mike beyond aroused. "I've got a whole assortment of little outfits so we can both turn back the clock a little," said Jen nibbling his ear. "I plan on taking good advantage of our time together while we're nice and baby smooth. You good with that baby boy or are you the sissy here?" "No I'm good with it!" said Mike choking for a moment as she grabbed his aroused manhood. "I'm down for where this takes us." "Good boy! No time out for you then," said Jen sticking the pacifier in his mouth and giving a firm yank. "This will be yours while I try out my new one." "Shit, who the hell is that?" said Mike as she released her grip hearing the doorbell. "Damn, go see," said Jen nervously stepping back. "Oh crap. It's the guys. I forgot they're coming here early today," said Mike before yelling through the door. "Guys give me a minute." "You're fucking kidding me," said Jen frantically grabbing the diapers and items from the floor. "I thought the games were later?" "I'm sorry. I forgot and you let me sleep in," said Mike. "We planned on meeting early to draft our fantasy baseball team. We have to do it now because it starts right after college basketball season." "You're so fucking inconsiderate," said Jen tearing up and pissed as she tossed him his clothes from the last night before entering and slamming the bedroom door. "You know how to ruin the fucking mood don't you." "Crap," sighed Mike getting dressed quickly and letting in his buddies. "Dude you look wiped," said Glen. "Yeah long night," said Mike. "Hello and goodbye guys. I'm off to the salon," said Jen dressed in jeans and a sweater grabbing her purse. "Don't be mad it's just a little change in plans," whispered Mike jumping up and stopping her giving her a quick kiss. "We'll continue later ok." "Have fun playing your little fantasy games boys," said Jen giving him a look as she whispered to him. "Because this is the only fantasy game you'll be playing today." Mike rolled his eyes as she hurried out the door. He worked on forming their teams with his buddies for the next few hours until finally they sat down on the couch watching the pre-game show for the first final four game. "Jen, is that you?" yelled Mike hearing the door open as they were sprawled out watching. "Yeah, I'll be in in a minute," said Jen heading right into the bedroom. "Change in plans so I've got to get dressed to leave." The guys paid no mind arguing sports as Jen was in the bedroom changing. After about ten minutes they heard her in the kitchen as Mike called out to her. "Honey can you bring us a fresh six pack," said Mike. "Sure," said Jen handing them to him from behind as Glen's jaw dropped. "I know it takes some getting used to right?" "Whoah! Mike?" said Glen tapping his shoulder breaking his tv trance. "Well, I'll see you guys later. Enjoy the games but don't wait up honey," said Jen as Mike could barely believe his eyes. "Holy shit Jen! Wait a second here," said Mike standing up. "We didn't talk about this? You told me an updo or some formal shit and look at that dress." "Yeah, well I decided I needed a change," said Jen touching her new hairdo. "I had the updo planned but changed my mind. It's my prerogative as a woman in case you didn't know." "I understand but I thought you would have discussed this with me," said Mike. "You've got shorter hair than me now. Guys like chicks with long hair and you're like barely covered in this dress especially now that your back and shoulders are nothing but skin." "Is that so?" snapped Jen putting her hands on her hips pissed. "Enrique doesn't! He thought I'd look amazing in something trendy and so did my hairdresser." Jen stood there looking ready to kill in a short form fitting dress. She was in an emerald glittery strapless cocktail dress which she was practically busting out of and on her feet were gold platform stiletto sandals. Her makeup was done in a formal evening look with dark charcoal shadows and her lips sparkled in a ruby gloss. Her hair had been chopped to a super short chin length shag as it as the only thing remaining from her normal look was her side part. The back had been layered into a barber style boy cut and the sides hung thinly at chin length. "But Jen. This is..!" cried Mike as she stopped him putting her hand up. "I've tried to get you to look at some ideas with me for weeks and each time you blew me off," said Jen no longer caring what he said. "And what do you expect me to wear to something like this! Get with the times and I'm not your chick. Is that how you think of me?" "Come on Jen! Your hairdresser is gay!" screamed Mike. "And this fucking Enrique asshole better be. I am not cool with any this Jen. You are hitting me here like a freight train." "Yeah well the train's just left the station," said Jen wiggling her arm at him gesturing with some attitude before grabbing her coat and opening the door. "And just because Enrique hates sports and appreciates women's trends doesn't mean he's gay. Don't fucking wait up or maybe better yet you shouldn't even stay over tonight? By that's your choice but one thing that isn't is that I'm done being some little prissy in pigtails for you. Today I'm a new woman." The guys were stunned as the door slammed in Mike's face. He stood there for a moment turning beat red with anger before smashing his beer bottle into the floor. "Dude, maybe you should go after her?" said Mel. "I'd say it's too late for that!" said Glen peeking out the window. "She just got into a big black benz and it's gone." "Oh, I fucked up so bad!" screamed Mike holding his forehead. "Holy shit I may have lost her." "Fuck basketball idiot," said Mel. "Go spy on her. Before you panic go see if this is just a reaction to you being a sports junkie and an inconsiderate douche or is there really something to it?" "Dude, he's right?" said Jeff. "You need a disguise like a fake moustache or something." "Idiot, if she saw him spying it would be a disaster," said Mel. "He'd be screwed." "Even worse," said Mike picking up the invitation off the kitchen table. "This is an invitation only event. Your name has to be on the list at these upscale events. You saw her dressed to the nines! I'd need someone to get me in." "Plus they're big money. You think this Enrique asshole paid for her?" said Jeff. "Wait, Stuart's going to this?" said Mel looking at the invitation. "You know my brother in law. He's always at the stupid things." "Call him. Maybe he can hook me up," said Mike intrigued. Mel called Stuart and had a quick chat before hanging up. "He'll be here in a little while," said Mel. "He only lives a few miles from here and he said he'd be willing to discuss it but he is going tonight." "Really, that's awesome," said Mike. "Did he say he could get me in?" "I'm not sure," said Mel. "He's the oddball in the family. He always talks in circles but he seemed to have an idea. Basically he said he would need to meet you and to see if what he was thinking about would be an option." "He knows I'd have to be incognito right?" said Mike. "I can't chance her seeing me or I can kiss our entire relationship goodbye." "He knows," said Mel. "He found that quite intriguing he said." After about fifteen minutes there was a knock on the door and Stuart was let in with a tall Russian woman. "This is Sonia," said Stuart. "Let's just say she's my expert in fashion and makeup. She'd be the one to help you with your disguise should we decide we can pull this off." Everyone exchanged pleasantries and then Stuart was staring at Mike making him uncomfortable as they chatted about his situation. He listened and then was texting back and forth as Mike wasn't sure what he was doing until finally he began looking over at Sonia nodding. "Take off your shirt Mik-ale," said Sonia in a thick Russian accent. "Ok?" said Mike stripping it off as she measured it and typed the digits into her phone texting. "Dude, you waxed off your chest. Damn that must of hurt," yelled Glen.grabbing his own feeling mental pain. "I just did it and I did it for her," said Mike. "We kind of waxed together for you know....bedroom stuff." "And the rest," said Sonia measuring right around him. "Everything please." Mike spun around away from his buddies embarrassed as they saw his fully hairless body now. "DAMMMMMNNNNN," screamed the guys collectively at the pulled at him turning him seeing him fully bare down there before they started laughing. "Must have been some kinky shit," said Glen seeing Mike using his hands to try and cover his crotch area as Sonia just moved his hands and measured. "You're fucking nuts Mike," said Jeff laughing. "Guys, I don't know what I was thinking," said Mike ashamed. "She's like a dynamo sexually. It's hard to say no when she asks for shit and it wasn't what I expected." "Yes, I can make him acceptable," said Sonia grabbing Mike's chin and moving his face around before nodding at Stuart. "The clean body will actually give me a little buffer in case I run into other issues. Put on this robe and slippers and we will leave for you to go get into disguise." "This looks like a girls robe," said Mike beyond embarrassed already holding one hand over his naked jewels. "Exactly you'll need to be in disguise right?" said Stuart. "I don't normally bring a date like you to these things but tonight will be different. Sonia thinks she can get you together and pull this off so I'm willing if you are. I actually find the whole situation quite delicious." "Delicious?" cried Mike. "Are you saying you want me to go to this as your date? As a girl?" "Time's a wasting," said Stuart looking at his watch. "Your babbling is wasting any of the time we've saved on shaving off all that gross body hair you must have had. You need a disguise and I need a date. You see this is a couple's event and I usually go with my boyfriend but we had a bad break up two weeks ago." "You're gay?" said Mike. "Don't tell my mother but most some of my closest friends and family know," said Stuart putting a finger to his lips and flicking his wrist. "I like to say I've got one foot out of the closet door and it's just slightly cracked open a bit." "I think it just flew wide open Stuart!" said Mel shaking his head. "I suspected you were a little light in the loafers but I guess the cats out of the bag then isn't it?" "You're wife's known for years there sweet cheeks," said Stuart playfully slapping Mel's shoulder. "I see none of you work on those communications skills very well then do you?" "Is this a yes or no," said Sonia tapping her watch getting impatient. "I get two hundred an hour pretty boy so if you're coming the clocks starts now. It'll take some time to make you fabulous." "Dude I don't know," said Jeff. "Man I think you're close to losing her," said Glen. "You're not getting better than her in my opinion." "Fuck it! It's just a disguise right?" said Mike tying the robe and stepping into the slippers. "Paint me up Sonia. I've got to know what the hell is happening. I don't want to lose her." "Don't forget your wallet my dear," said Stuart. "I was actually was going to have to eat the thousand dollar ticket so this is a nice surprise but the paint, polish, and making you gorgeous is on you." Mike took a deep breath and grabbed his wallet, keys, and cell phone. He walked down getting in Stuart's car and they all drove across town. They chatted about each other's lives mostly each delivering small talk until they arrived at a fancy boutique with a series of mannequins in the window modeling dresses. "Text me when he's close to ready," said Stuart blowing Sonia a kiss as opened the door. "I'm going home to primp and decide what to wear." Sonia waved goodbye as Mike followed him across the sidewalk as she unlocked the door and switched on the lights. It was his first time ever in a place like this, seeing racks of colorful clothing on each side of him, a wall of costume jewelry and another of foam heads with wigs. She lead to towards the back where she pulled a curtain revealing mini beauty salon with two salon chairs, a fold back chair at hair washing station, a stocked nail area, bonnet dryers and large section of cosmetics. "Be seated so we can begin working on that disguise my dear," said Sonia pointing to a salon chair. "This looks like way more stuff than I envisioned," said Mike feeling nervous as he sat down. "I was thinking a wig, an unassuming outfit and I'd blend in to the background. You know this looks like all too serious." "Beauty is a series a serious business my dear," said Sonia wrapping her cape over him and pulling his hair back under a cap. "And by the way I love my job so no way am I risking Stuart firing me by presenting anything less than he expects. Plus I'm pretty sure you're not looking to go there tonight and be outed or embarrassed. I can guarantee you he won't allow that! When I'm done, you will blend into the background like you desire but that means passing as woman and to do that takes a great deal of my effort and your cooperation. So are you backing out or shutting up letting me do my job?" "Just go easy on me please," said Mike half closing his eyes as he saw her shaking a can of shaving cream. "How fast does your beard grow and when did you shave last?" said Sonia lathering up his face. "It doesn't seem that heavy." "Yesterday I guess," said Mike seeing the long straight blade approach. "Why will it be problem?" "No, I'll give you a close shave and you'll be fine," said Sonia wiping her blade and continuing to shave him with the grain. "You've got fine hair but hope you weren't in love with those half sideburns as they're history now." When she finished, she lathered him up a second time and then shaved him again only against the grain this time. It actually felt warm and soothing as he sat relaxed for a moment as she rummaged through some draws. She began rubbing ointments across his neck and face and quickly proceeded to apply his foundation. Continuously she blended with her sponges dipping into cream after cream as he sat without saying a word as he let her do her job. He watched her measure and trim some lashes against him as she had him look up and then away as she applied his liner. It was pretty nerve racking watching the silver clamp like object approach his eye before she pinched his upper lashes and squeezed down. When she released it she took a little lash brush separated the newly curled lashes and then even stranger as he felt the pressure as she pushed down gluing the false ones on top of them. "You've got nice bone structure for a boy honey," said Sonia as she brushed on some blush. "Just a few more touches and then we'll work on that shape!" "Oh this didn't take that long!" said Mike as she coated his lashes with mascara. "So I'm almost out of here!" "Patience dear. Rome wasn't built in a day!" teased Sonia blending his eyes shadows. "I like to get your base makeup done before I'll try on a few things. Then once I see how they work we'll figure the finish colors for your face and do something appropriate with the hair. Another minute to make these eyes beautiful and then you can get up to be fitted!" Mike opened and closed on command as he watched her dig through the palettes and work on his creases and lids. She took a few moments setting his face with some powder and then pulled off his cape as he got up. He followed her back towards the front before she pulled off his robe as he stood naked while she rummaged through some draws. She tossed a beige series of items on the counter and then held up some false breasts against his body. "Ok, time for some curves hon," said Sonia grabbing him by both wrists and crossing them. "Hold this spot for a moment. Sure, this is only for tonight right?" "Of course!" said Mike annoyed. "Why?" "Don't get testy," said rubbing his chest with a little wipe. "Just or else I'd glue them. No problem as I'll use a simpler adhesive tape that's more short term. You never know so I figured I'd ask." "It's just a disguise for tonight," Whined Mike as the she pulled the back off some tape tabs placing them inside the silicon breasts. "But you know that already." "That's between you and Stuart and none of my business hon," said Sonia pressing them on before staring at them and ripping them off. "Damn," cried Mike grabbing at his chest in slight pain. "I think you ripped off my skin." "Sorry, they look to small," said Sonia knowing exactly what she did to shut him up. "Let's go up a cup." She peeled more adhesive and then pressed on a new set. When she was satisfied she pulled them together buckling the little almost invisible clip near the bottom of the boobs which created distinct cleavage on his chest now. "Spin and grab the bar on the wall pretty boy," teased Sonia playfully softly slapping his nude but. "Time to pinch and inch or four or maybe six!" As he spun she wrapped a boned nude colored cincher around his waist and positioned the attached cups over his fake breasts. She then began fastening it in the back and he stood holding the towel rack on the wall. "Breathe in as far as you can and hold it," said Sonia giving a little tug and then adjusting the falsies in front. "You've got some great abs so let's not have done all those sit ups for nothing." She tugged a few times pretty hard as finally she was typing the laces and trimming them short. She then one last time adjusted his cleavage in front until she was satisfied and lifted a panty from the pile she had made from the draw. "These will fit easily," said Sonia stretching open a fleshy thong type panty. "Looks tiny," said Mike stepping in. "It's is but it'll hold the boys for you without an issue," said Sonia as he quivered when she pulled back his penis. "Whoah!" gasped Mike as she pushed his testicles inside his body cavity. "Easy please! I think it's too tight." "No! This size works for average sized men and even smaller," said Sonia smirking at him as he tugged it hard forcing the elastic between his but cheeks getting it nice and tight. "You get used to it my dear." "Yeah I doubt that!" said Mike as she was measuring him over and over now. "I'm above average." "If you say so hon," said Sonia. As she then began starting to rummage through her rack of clothing pulling out dress after dress as she hung them all on a few hooks. "Time to play dress up and experiment. I always love this part." She pulled out a good dozen dresses as Mike rolled his eyes as even this thought exhausted him. Sonia would unzip each from the hanger before tying it on him and having him twist and spin. She took a few body shots front and back of just the dresses on him texting them to Stuart and then they chatted on the phone. When she took them off him he was feeling dizzy with all the changes and spinning as she led him back to the chair. She clipped in her blue tooth as she babbled about the outfits reclining his chair as she leaned his head back into the sink pulling off the cap. Quickly she washed his hair and then left in a conditioner when he felt his feet being raised and her working on his toes. After some trimming and weird buffing he could feel the cotton between his toes as she continued talking. Finally when she lowered his feet she hung up from talking and then switched the water back on rinsing out his hair. "Why did you wash my hair. I thought I'd be hiding in a big wig?" whined Mike. "I can't pass with this short hair." "Stop worrying. You sound like an old Jewish lady whining!" said Sonia teasing him holding out a long extension. "I can do plenty with what you've got and these. My boss wants you looking as natural as possible." She switched on her blow dryer now and a round brush removing all the moisture from his hair blowing it away from his face. His hair wasn't more than seven or eight inches so it didn't take long as she created a simple part on the right. She stepped in front of him holding an inch and one half curling iron now taking a thick vertical section on the long side of the part and began rolling it under. It was beyond strange having his hair curled as he sat there wondering what she could be doing. When she released it she slid in a few straight pins to keep the distinct rolled shape as she did the next one and then one more before hitting them with some hair spray. With the top rolled she turned her attention to the back brushing upward and snapping in a large jaw clip creating a side to side horizontal part. She then stretched the first extension brushing through it in her hand and clipping it in as he heard and felt the two little snaps near the base of his neck. From behind then she began inserting warm rollers as he felt each one sitting at the base of his neck. She did this three more times as each time the extensions got wider and with more clips until finally the back of his head and the left side was weighted down by hot rollers. She circled him spraying his head and lifted each roller to spray beneath it. She then came out in front digging through a draw near her nail station and opening a package selecting his fake nails. She measured a nail after nail against his own until she was satisfied and then began peeling the paper off the back and applying pressure as she stuck them on. Within seconds his hands were transformed with long tips as he almost couldn't believe how quick she did it before she leaned down pulling the cotton from between his ties now. She lifted his chin now taking a pencil to his lips ever so precisely lining them. When she finished her outlining she rolled open a tube taking a brush to its contents coating his lips as he could taste the berry flavor. "Ok, let's get these out, dress you and you're ready," said Sonia putting down her lip brush and feeling his hair and hot rollers. "I think these have had enough time to cool now. I would think you'd be anxious to get out of here by now." "To get out of here yes," squeaked Mike shaking his head. "But like this? I'm not so sure?" "Do I sense some jitters from those pretty little lips of yours?" teased Sonia removing his rollers. "That was good though the way you said that wasn't great so let's start practice using that softer voice!" "Look at me!" Whined Mike looking at his nails. "Jitters! Hell yeah!" "Not that voice," corrected Sonia brushing through his hair. "The other one you just used. Just breathe and remember you're Stuart's date tonight. Believe me you're certainly not Mike anymore." "Like I could forget?" said Mike with some attitude as she was adding some pins to his hair and pumping the quick hold spray continuously as she arranged his hair. "Trust me when I'm done dressing you," mumbled Sonia with a mouth full of pins. "You won't anyway. You're looking good girl! Couple of little things and let's get on your dress!" "Whatever?" sighted Mike softly as Sonia kept spraying his head and arranging his curls with pin after pin. "You kidding me. We don't have time for this," said Sonia lifting and inserting the last few pins between her teeth. "How long has it been since you had in an earring?" "Wow like college. Four, five years ago," said Mike. "Just use a clip on." "Let me see what I've got," said Sonia rummaging through all the jewelry options before returning. "Here see if you can get these on yourself and I'll be right back." It wasn't easy closing the little watch on his left wrist and even tougher closing the clasp of the two bracelets on his right as he could barely function with his long nails. He was able to get two rings on each hand before Sonia finally returned tilting his chair back a little and rubbing a warm slippery substance between her thumb and index finger on his right lobe. "Don't move here goes," said Sonia as he almost jumped from the chair as she quickly held him feeling a hot needle reopen his right lobe. "Hoooollllllyyyy shhhhhhhhhittttt!" screamed Mike as she held him tightly. "You're fine! You're fine," said Sonia calming him down as she inserted the earring. "The left one isn't fully closed. So relax! Calm down." He felt no pain as she inserted the other earring now and then placed a necklace around neck. She made a few last adjustments with his hair and went over opening a package of stockings. He followed her over to the dressing area as she was rolling them up. She held them out and he stepped in as she pulled them up snapping the tin waist band over his cincher. He wasn't sure if he was more nervous or curious having no idea what he'd be wearing after all the dresses he tied on. He felt the lump in his throat as she selected a silver one unzipping the back and holding it open. He was quivering as he stepped in as she slid his arms through the sleeveless shoulder straps adjusting it precisely before he felt the zipper slide up his back. In front of him she knelt and he almost fell over holding her shoulder as instantly his left foot was in its new angled position in his shoes. When the second feet was being placed in he felt like he was seven feet tall towering in his new shoes as he held his arms out on each side balancing as Sonia stood up and stepped back. "Holy crap," sighted Mike stunned. "How the hell am I going to manage in any of this? I'm supposed to blend into the background not fall just walking in!" "It's an exclusive event dearie," said Sonia. "This is how you blend! Don't take it the wrong way but now you'll just be another piece of ass in the crowd. That's way you wanted right?" "Yeah but except the piece of ass part," said Mike annoyed. "You'll be fine! Trust me no one will mess with you when you're with Stuart," said Sonia taking his arm and helping him balance as he walked slowly with her. "Maybe piece of ass was harsh. That's guy talk and I guess that doesn't apply at this moment. More like you'll be on Stuart's arm as his little eye candy if that makes you feel any better." "Yeah, sure that really helps a lot," cried Mike. "And didn't you turn out quite yummy," said Stuart as he came in. "You really outdid yourself this time Sonia!" "You know I aim to please Stuart," said Sonia as they kissed each other's cheeks happily. "You're work is exquisite Sonia," complimented Stuart holding out his arm towards Mike. "Come my darling Michael or let's begin calling you Michelle this evening." Mike huffed snorting a bit through his nostrils as he ever so carefully walked towards Stuart. As he took his arm he was able to see his full reflection in the long mirror now quite stunned at his appearance. He looked trim yet curvy as Sonia definitely knew how to pinch and pad in all the right places. He never expected he'd be towering over Stuart in his heels by maybe by a good six inches or more never thinking about this before that they were close to the same height when flat footed. They certainly matched like a couple as Stuart's tie and pocket square matched his dress perfectly. Mike was in a shiny silver cocktail dress with nude silk hose showing off his toned calves and five inch stilettos on his feet trying to figure out how he'd blend in sparkling in every direction he turned. He was in an embellished tulle designer dress from Oscar De La Renta which was obviously very expensive even though it came from off the rack. Twinkling the intricate pattern of sequins, beads and the lam?-embroidered geometric pattern gave it an unmistakle look of extravagance and glamour. At the waist a thin satin ribbon and bow added to its delicateness and the visible gold and silver underlay shined through the unlined yoke before the internal fully lined crinoline disguised his pinned back crotch area. On his feet his shoes consisted of criss crossing silver leather straps that double bucked above each ankle and then beneath his arch a one inch platform fronted the utra thin spikey silver heel. These Sex in the City inspired Sergio Rossi's cage-style sandals were designed to mimic the intricacies and contours of a puzzle and the straps were embellished with gunmetal crystals adding even more to the shine. His dramatic makeup was exquisite featuring bold full lips in a cranberry wet shine which were over lined to accentuate a perfect sweetheart shape in a dark burgundy lip pencil. His false lashes were extremely curvy and think and his eyes were expertly lined in black at the inner water line giving them a cat like appearance as his green pupils popped from between the thin lines. His outer lids were as black as night at the outside creases but shimmery towards the bridge of his nose where the silver glittery shadow began before blending into the black and separating his brows. On his cheeks a soft apple blush accentuated the bones he barely knew were there but what was even more noticeable to him was how light and smooth his completion seemed. He reached up amazed at how well his natural hair had been intermingled with the thick extensions and turned his neck unable to see even one of the many pins or edges of the weaves. He actually still had the side part he had often worn but beneath the part hair had been pulled back tight behind his ear and was plastered towards the other side as it all sat on the other shoulder in a dramatic side swept fancy do. His brunette hair appeared even a bit darker on top as it was rolled to bend away from the part and was teased on top before picked out curling over. At the sides and down past his shoulder sat a mass of brunette to sandy blonde colored curls as each layer of extensions represented a slightly lighter color creating trendy ombre stack of side of gorgeous curly tendrils. He could feel the scratchy stickiness on his shoulder blade from all the heavy spray and it felt like concrete across the back of his head barely able to even slide the tip if his long thin nail trough the plastered section. His ear felt so sore as he touched the dangling almost shoulder style silver dagger shaped earring annoyed why she even need to re-pierce the other ear as she could have side swept his hair the other way as it was buried in curls anyway. When he put his hands back down breaking his astonishment and self- admiration, Stuart placed it on his forearm and then looked up at Mike giving a little smirk. "Take your purse Michelle," said Stuart glancing at his watch. "We must head out now so I can be fashionably late just now too late. Relax you're ready and you look beautiful." "After all this I hope so," said Mike taking the little clutch from Sonia as she touched his neck with some perfume. "But what the hell am I even saying!" "Chanel No 5," said Sonia. "And everything you'll need to freshen up is in your purse dear. Do have a wonderful time you two!" "Of course. This should be quite entertaining," sensed Stuart breathing in enjoying it as he kissed Sonia wrist goodbye. "A nice final touch. Good night and thanks again my dear."