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Author's note:
Thank you to all those who read the first part of the story. I'm a
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About two weeks had passed since that night. Neither of them
acknowledged it but they both knew that there somethin special happened
that night. A spark. Some Chemistry. They hadn't officially conferred
Boyfriend/Girlfriend status on one another. But in their hearts they
both knew.
Andrew's visits to Emily continued. Their study meetings had now taken a
strange ritual. Each evening began with Andrew now going about half an
hour earlier to Emily's place. She had now insisted on doing his hair to
"Keep it out of his eyes" so they could "concentrate more effectively".
Emily would always ask, "What do you want to do this time?" Andrew would
always reply, "Your call!" The hairdo session was usually followed by
Emily exclaiming, "OMG Andrew you look so pretty. Apart from your bland
and boring tshirts and lack of makeup you look totally like a girl. Let
me put make on you please? Pretty please?" Andrew would always laugh
this off and they would soon get down to studying. Little interruptions
like Emily fixing the hair if it got loose or commenting on how pretty
he looked annoyed Andrew at first but he had gotten used to it.
Emily had tried a variety of hairstyles on her "boyfriend" by now.
Braids (both french and otherwise), buns and simple and complex updos
had been tried eliciting some dropped jaws from Andrew. He had now
accepted the fact that he really looked pretty in the hairstyles. But
the important thing was it kept him "kept the hair out of his eyes" and
allowed him to be more "productive". That it made Emily happy was a big
part of that too. He could watch her smile all day long.
The study sessions would end and the two would be left staring into each
other eyes. Emily would usually lean in and plant a kiss on his lips.
Action packed lovemaking always followed. Andrew had started sleeping
over now. He would make coffee next morning, get the hair "back to
normal" and then leave for his apartment.
Today, something new happened.
Emily decided on a simple high ponytail tonight and followed up with her
customary makeup question. Today Andrew replied. "Er..Go Ahead Emily."
"Wait Wait Wait! Did Mr. Andrew Pretty-Hair really just say yes to
makeup? Can I Really do you?"
"Well we've been doing each other for a few weeks now right? Or have I
been imagining it?"
"Haha...Very Funny!" she said punching him in the shoulder playfully.
"But really can I put makeup on you? Why the change of heart?"
"Well you've been pestering me for weeks now with no signs of stopping
so I am going to let you fulfill this fantasy of yours for once and get
it out of your system."
"Awww. You're so sweet." Saying so she planted a huge kiss on his cheek.
"Just, don't make me look like a whore."
"Puh-lease...You're like the horniest slut I've known in bed," she said
teasing him. "You WILL look like a whore. Just Kidding darling," she
said giggling. "But really, you're a good sport Andy. Not many boys
would have the guts to allow their girlfriend to do this to them."
"Wait. Does that mean your my girlfriend?" Andrew asked playfully.
Emily blushed a deep red and playfully punched Andrew's shoulder once
more. "Yeah I guess. Now sit down and take off your clothes."
"Jeez what's with the punches. You taking boxing lessons?" he said
rubbing his shoulder. "Don't we usually do the undressing at the end?"
asked Andrew. He was nervous about taking of his shirt. He didn't have a
great physique. "You know I'm uncomfortable about it, Emily."
"Come on Andy. I've seen you naked. There's nothing I haven't seen. I
like you just the way you are. And I am asking you to undress because I
don't want the makeup spoiling the clothes."
Andrew quietly stripped to his briefs and got seated in the chair across
the mirror. Emily draped him with a light pink satin barber's cape.
The feel of the satin sent a quiver up Andrew and then up "Little
Andrew". A small tent formed underneath. The bump was neither obvious
nor hidden. Emily managed to guess what it was. She pointed to it and
asked, "Satin is pretty smooth and sensual right?" He could do nothing
but smile. "Awww, You look cute when you blush babe," she said.
She removed the hair tie form his ponytail and clipped the hair away
from the face. As she was about to begin, Andrew questioned,
"Shouldn't I be facing away from the mirror. So that the final effect of
the makeover would be more dramatic."
"So the kids are calling these makeovers now huh?" questioned Emily
playfully. "No I'd like you to see the entire process and notice your
transformation. How do you know how makeovers are usually done huh?"
"No I don't know. I..er...read a lot. It's okay whatever way you want to
do it," he said stammering nervously.
"Calm down boy. You'd think someone was interrogating you with all the
er er er er...." she said jokingly. She soon started working on Andrews
face. Beginning with a base foundation she then got working on his eyes.
She used some bold eye colors that she had to wipe clean after changing
her mind a couple of times.
She then moved on to doing his eyes with long wingtips to give his eyes
"more definition."
"I am not going to thin your eyebrows Andrew. Firstly because people
might notice. Secondly because I like your bushy eyebrows and thirdly
because it's the in-thing. Models are keeping them that way and looking
pretty. Ok?" Emily nudged Andrew. "I'll just clean them up a bit
though."
"Huh? Whatever," said Andrew who was so far captivated, almost mystified
with the changes affecting his face. He was staring at himself so
intently and looking at the magic Emily was wielding.
"Hey dreamer! I said something. Stop staring at yourself. You make a
pretty girl but not as pretty as me 'kay?. Gosh."
That was true thought Andy. He couldn't be as pretty as Emily but he was
pretty damn beautiful himself.
Emily then moved on to the cheeks applying sufficient quantities of
blush to "bring out the color" in his cheek. She used her magic to
sharpen his nose and make it look like he had high feminine cheekbones.
Once that was done she applied wholesome quantities of lipstick and lier
to make it look like he had red, sexy, luscious lips.
As she combed down his hair and was about to style them she got her new
jacket and said to Andrew, "Before we begin on your hair can you just
wear this jacket and pose with the lipstick tube held to your lips?"
"Huh?"
"Earth to Dreamer boy! Remove the cape. Wear the jacket. Pose with the
lipstick held close to your lips. I want to take a picture."
"What? No No No" he said panicking a bit. "No pictures Emily, what if
someone finds them?"
"Oh come on Andy, these pictures are for me. Even if someone found them
they wouldn't be able to say its you. You look absolutely different than
your male-self. Please Andrew? Please? Just indulge me once more today?"
Andrew wrested with the thought for a moments before realizing how much
it made her happy. "Well if you insist..." He posed as Emily indicated
and got a couple of cute shots taken.
"Thats the spirit. Yeah. A little to the left." "Nice. Now tilt your
heads to the right.No not your right...my right." "There we go. Good
Job." "Now I want you to look surprised like you just found a present.
Wonderful." "Keep them coming. Now play with your ponytail a bit. Good
girl!" " Now turn around and look over your shoulders. There it is" "Now
ive me your best angry kitty. Rawr Meow. Attagirl" "Now give me
something raunchy, risque...Spread your leags and squat, hands at the
back of your head. Oooh hot stuff" "Adjust the thermostat babe. Its hot
in here. There comes the blush again. Why did I even bother putting
makeup on your cheeks. Looks like you got that handled all by yourself.
Haha!" laughed Emily.
She got him seated again and got back to working on his hair. She put on
the cape again and started pulling back his hair tightly.
"Ow Ow!" screamed Andrew.
"Hey you should be used to it by now. I've been tugging, pulling,
twisting, braiding your hair for over two weeks now. Sissy."
"Hey!" said Andrew.
"Sorry Andy. Just teasing," replied a giggling Emily.
After a few minutes of pulling and maneuvering she pinned his hair in
place at the top of his head.
"And we are done. Gosh. You are so pretty!" she said gushing over him.
"Wow. I really am pretty!" he said, mildly shocked at his new reflection
in the mirror.
"Yes you are a beautiful girl," said Emily gently placing her hands on
his shoulder and leaning in to kiss him.
Both of them looked into the mirror. "My masterpiece!" exclaimed Emily.
He blushed a few shades redder than those painted on his cheeks and
stared at his feet in nervousness. She looked at him and using her
forefinger and raised the seated Andrew's face so that they were looking
into each others eyes. She then held his chin between her thumb and
forefginer.
"You are really something Andrew."
"Thanks Emily."
They stared silent then, not moving until Emily leaned in to kiss.
Mouths locked and tongues got involved. The cape was removed and the
frenzied action soon moved towards the bed.
"What about studying?" asked Emily
"Psssh...We'll catch up tomorrow night," said an undressing Andrew.
The two nude bodies wrapped themselves around each other and made love.
Beautiful,sweet love. There was something conventional yet
unconventional about their lovemaking.
As the two finished up they lay on their backs exhausted and panting
heavily. Hair messed up. Makeup smeared over. Lipstick marks covering
most of their faces. The just lay there silent. Emily Snuggled into
Andrew, her head on his chest as he wrapped his arm around her warm soft
body. They lay there staring at the ceiling.
Emily finally broke the silence and said, "Andrew?"
"Yeah Emily?"
"I've wanted to tell this to you since our first night."
"What did I do? Did I do something wrong? Oh God I messed up somewhere
didn't I?"
"Jeez! Calm your tits sweetie! Its not that. It was perfect as always."
"Then what is it?"
"The thing is that...."
"Come on say it already, Em?"
"You moan like a girl." And both of them laughed for minutes at the
irony of the statement for a while.
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