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Glad Rags The music was soft in the dim light if the nightclub. The dance floor was pretty full with couples moving in slow unison. I am not sure it could be called dancing but definitely it was mood setting. The time was late and before long there would be a last call. Bill, my dancing partner, held me close and crushed my breast to his. I could feel his cheek pressed against mine as he was whispering in my ear. My silicon 38Cs were being crushed as he pulled me to him. "You're gorgeous, Mo, just beautiful. Thank you for being available today." Bill's voice was soft, sonorous and directly speaking into my ear. My chandelier earrings jingled as I moved my head slowly and Bill began to muzzle my neck. That felt so good. "I'm glad," I whispered back with closed my eyes, those huge mascara' d lashes hanging heavy on my eyelids. I licked my lips and could feel the taste of the that fire red lipstick, applied in thick layers and then coated even more heavily with layers of gloss. My lips looked large and succulent. Both his hands were wrapped around me, low on my highly constricted waist, pulling me to him. I could feel him thrust his pelvis against me, the bulge there growing more noticeable. I wondered where all this would lead. I could imagine what he wanted. I swayed slowly on those tall 5" heels, my micro skirt clung tightly to my thighs. The silk of the fine stockings rubbed at my crotch. I was very conscious of the tight pull of the gaff and the panties drawn up tightly and concealing my bulge, I could clearly feel his bulge against my body and I was sure he would want some relief before the night was over. His slow gyrations were a sure indication. Against my will and inclination, I felt intoxicated by the muskiness of his smell and those sweet words in my ear. The music was drawing to a close. I felt Bill thrust against me even harder and he placed his lips on mine. I let him and s his tongue forced its way into my mouth, I gave in and retuned his kiss. My arms were around his neck and I pulled his head toward me and invited his tongue. The music stopped and he grabbed my hand and led me back to our table. Amanda and Dave were sitting close and am sure had observed what was happening on the dance floor. Amanda was looking at me closely. "How about a nightcap in the hotel suite, ladies?" Bill asked. "I will ask Dave to go over some contract details with Amanda about her clothing line. OK?" "Great," Amanda said. She stood up and handed me my purse. "Need the ladies room?" she asked. I nodded. I needed to calm down and let Amanda lead the way to the restrooms. I followed closely. The door closed and Amanda grabbed me. "Are you OK?" she asked concerned. "Yy..Yes," I answered. "Didn't expect that last move although I should have seen it coming." "I'm sorry. Ma... Zoe," she said. "I kind of expected that he would make a move but that it would come later. He was really interested in you but I haven't told him about... well, you know. I can make some excuses. But if he is talking contracts, it is too big a deal to turn down. Can you play it out a little longer? I'll be there with you and promise I'll make it up to you later." Amanda was excited by the prospect of a big contract for her clothing line. This would make her brand nationally known. But now I was a pawn in this game. I wasn't sure how far she wanted me to go or indeed I would be willing to go. All of this had begun just a short week ago when Amanda had received that phone call. I didn't want to ruin her moment. She had helped me a lot and I cared for her very much My girlfriend of three years Amanda was an imaginative and skillful designer of ladies clothes and accessories. She had graduated from college at the same time as myself. She had apprenticed with a designer but after a short time had broken away to form her own small design company. She and her assistant, Lexi, were the only employees. I had majored in Business Administration and had quickly found a job in the same city. Unfortunately, some sic month ago, my firm closed and I had some problems in finding a new job. I had moved in with Amanda and had helped her out with paperwork. I had even helped out by modeling some creations for her so she could make adjustments. During the numerous fashion events she had made friends with Dave and discovered that he was assistant to Bill Keller, the Senior VP Merchandising of a national clothing retailer. They had met at shows and exchanged ideas and kept in touch. The call had come as a surprise. Dave informed Amanda that Xylo, the national retailer, had to cancel contracts with another designer. There was an opening for Amanda to market a line of evening wear and accessories for the 24 - 32 year old fashion conscious segment. This was a big break and Amanda had worked nonstop to create designs that would be appealing and stand out. In fact I had helped her with modeling some of her designs. Two days before this event, Dave and Amanda had talked and discussed details of the presentation. This was to be held at a private suite in one of the luxury hotels, Amanda, had invited Bill and Dave to dinner after the event. This is where Dave had given some discreet hints to Amanda of what it would take to lock up a contract. It seemed that Bill was a great fan of outrageous glamor. In particular, he seemed to admire the glamor and strutting of office secretaries by day who liked to glam up by night, perhaps even outrageous drag queen types. These were not the campy type, but rather one of classy feminine elegance. Obviously showing off magnificent curves that all women aspire too, but at the same time using heavy make up to also draw attention to the face, figure and clothes. In total, a vision of exaggerated female elegance. It bordered on sluttiness but Bill felt there was this look that many women in this age group aspired to - secretly or otherwise. Amanda had looked around for suitable candidates. Her female model Jessica was tall and lanky and could do part of the clothes. But there were some particular outfits that Amanda felt would be better suited to a particular type of woman, big on top but extremely curvy. Amanda was almost in tears as I asked her what the problem was. "Well," she replied, "I talked to Dave and need to come up with a new model for some of the outfits." "What do you mean?" I asked. "Surely there are many out there who could fit that role." "No," she replied. "I haven't found anyone and I am out of time." She started to cry. This was a huge opportunity for her and I couldn't bear to see her torn like this. So I opened my big mouth unthinkingly. "Is there anything I can do?" I looked at her with an arm around her shoulders trying to comfort her. She looked at me for a few seconds. "You would do that for me? Let me dress you up?" "Of course," I said. "Remember, I have modeled a few items for you whilst you were designing them." "But this is a lot more, Max. You have to carry it off. This means wearing the complete outfit, heels, makeup and more. It's a lot to ask." "Hey, Amanda, I am not sure either but if it will help you much but I can give it a go." "Really?" She stood up, hugged me and gave me a deep kiss. "We have to start now if this is to work." So Amanda busied herself with stuff. "Max, go take a shower and use that Nair by the tub. Rub it all over and wait a few minutes and shower. I'll come to check shortly. Avoid the hair on your head. I need to make a call." So I got the stuff and rubbed it all over. Amanda had said to avoid my head I wondered about my face. I thought I better wait until Amanda came. I rubbed the lotion all over, reaching the back as best I could I made sure that all parts around my chest, arms and legs and the cracks in between. I reached my back as best I could and waited for the tingling sensations. I stepped into the shower as Amanda came in. She put on some gloves and rubbed the lotion on my back. I was totally denuded of body hair. She thought a close shave for the face would be better. "Dry yourself and come into the bedroom and we can start to work. Julie will be here soon with some stuff. Thanks Max." Amanda hugged my nude body and gave me a peck on the lips. I saw a pile of stuff on the bed and began to have doubts, Amanda held out a corset which she wrapped around me and pulled tight. I didn't have much flab but felt my waist constrict. She pulled it in tight and tied the straps at the back. Next came a bra; this was a little tight and Amanda stuffed the cups with other undergarments. Then came the panties. I held on to Amanda as she rolled the panties up my now smooth legs. The feeling was tremendous as the material travelled up my body. The panties were tight and I had to wiggle. It wasn't made easier by the now growing bulge up front. Amanda's touching and rubbing had caused my little guy to grow and was causing an unsightly bulge. "We'd better do something about that," Amanda said with a smile. "What do you suggest?" I asked. The panties were just below my protruding cock and balls. "Hmmmmm." She sank to her knees and kissed my cock, soon taking in the full depth. She sucked hard and soon I was blowing my wad down her throat. She continued to suck until I was completely drained. She tucked my cock into the panties but they were still tight and hardly covered my bits. They wouldn't do. It was soon clear that Amanda's sizes would not fit me. Amanda had called Julie to bring some stuff over, so we just had to wait. "Let's try some of the make up until Julie gets here," Amanda suggested. She pushed me toward the vanity and started to apply powders and paint to my face. I couldn't see but it seemed to go on in layers. She applied some heavy false eyelashes and continued to work on my eyes. I could feel the heavy lines. She outlined my lips and then painted many layers of a color. She continued to study my face and made many small changes. I was dying to see what I looked like. She fussed over, wiping off stuff, applying new colors. But she would not let me see. The doorbell stopped her action. "Don't move and don't you dare look," she said. A quick peck on my lips and she went to get the door. Julie was there laden with many bags and a roll on. Julie was as tall as I, with a great figure and some good curves on top. She had short, red hair and was always fashionably dressed. Well, she was in the fashion industry. She looked at me "Could look quite pretty," she said. "But needs to be more dramatic for the show. Hope he can stand the stuff we're gonna do." She smiled at me. She was enjoying my predicament. But I had already committed to Amada. I couldn't back off now. OK, take off everything except the panties." Julie looked at the panties barely covering the bulge with some wet spots indicating my arousal. "Glad you had him shave his hair." She took out two boxes with some flesh colored breasts. She sprayed them with something, glue I guess, and asked Amanda to help with positioning them on my body. Amanda took one globe, hovered around my chest and soon I had a rather large breast glued on. She applied the other globe and smoothed out all the edges. "Hold them a few minutes," she told me, pressing my hands to my new breasts. "Got to give him some shape," Julie said. She held out a corset which she laced tightly. There was no use to complain. I was committed too far. They pulled tight and soon my 32" waist went down to 28". I was glad to have some support on the half cup bra attached to the corset. I could let go of my breasts and had support. Some straps hung down and I assumed this was for garters. I was next asked to step into a special panty. This was unlike the one Amanda had given me earlier. It was elastic but I assumed would take more than a struggle to get into it - and out of it. They both stretched and pulled it up my shaven legs. Amanda pulled my penis back between my legs whilst Julie yanked up the panty. Not only did it flatten my front but it also had padded hips. I felt a truly feminine form shaping. "OK, lift your leg," Amanda knelt down and had me hold her as she rolled up some patterned stockings on my leg. She attached these to the tabs hanging down. They had a fishnet pattern, quite intricate and I was sure would have looked good on any girl. "OK, Julie let's try one of those new designs on him. We have to make some adjustments to make them fit for the show. He will need to wear about four items, so let's get those fitted." Julie slipped off several items from a suit carrier. One was a black and white patterned skirt and top. The skirt appeared to be quite short and the top was low cut with puffed short sleeves at the shoulders. There was also a gold dress, shimmering with sequins, with just one thin shoulder strap, the bright red organza dress was with many layers and finally a purple outfit with many layers. They all seemed to be tight fitting and hugging the body. So shape was important. Over the next few hours, Amanda and Julie made adjustments to every outfit based on my new shape. I did as they asked and sashayed along according to their instructions. They measured, pinned, took up, took down. I was poised on high heels and they were killing me. I was now regretting my promise. I hadn't thought it through when I offered to help Amanda. But no doubt without Amanda's help I'd be on the street right now. It could have been fun but done up like this I wasn't sure where all of this was headed. "OK, guys, enough for today. I think I have it figured. Tom, I really appreciate your help. I have just one day to make these adjustments and then it's the Big Day. We'll need you 4 or 5 hours before to get you ready. Tomorrow, please use those shoes and practice your walk. It's important that you can sashay elegantly if we are to carry this off. Thanks, Julie. I'll see you tomorrow." Amanda and Julie started to put away the designs back into the suit carriers. Julie left and I was left in my underwear with huge breasts and a face full of makeup. "Let's take off your makeup and those undergarments," Amanda said and led me to the bathroom. She rubbed some pads over my eyes and then some creams and wiped them all off with tissues. My skin did feel good. Amanda loosened the ties on my corset and soon I felt my shape returning. Off came the panties and stockings. I had stepped out of my heels outside the bathroom. "Perhaps you can keep those breasts on so you get used to them." Amanda rubbed them and gave me a soft kiss on the lips. "You can shower with them on. You would need to put them on again tomorrow." I stepped into the shower, soaped my face thoroughly and also my new breasts. There was no feeling there but they sure felt nice as I rubbed soap on them. I dried myself off and felt a lot better. I crept into bed in my boxers and naked breasts hidden under a T shirt. Pressing my breasts against Amanda in bed, I felt good. Amanda was already asleep. I woke in the morning in the same position, spooned against Amanda. My "little guy" was also waking up and I thrust into Amanda who was just coming awake. She was ready for some action too it seemed. Within minutes we had turned facing each other and I felt my breasts against hers as my lips mashed hers and I kept thrusting. We both erupted almost at the same time and we held each other a few moments. "We've got one more day to make this work. Time to get going." Amanda sprang out of bed and into the shower. I too arose, removed my T shirt and felt the protrusions. I was getting turned on by these silicone monsters on my chest. They did look pretty realistic as I looked at my nude body. "Hurry up and shower," Amanda said." I'll get some things for you. For the next 48 hours you're a female and don't you forget it. I have a lot riding on this." She hugged me with a light kiss. "Thanks," she whispered. I showered, shaved closely and found Amanda had laid out some stuff on the bed. A bra, white blouse, and loose fitting red miniskirt and some heels. "This'll do till we get to the shop," she said. "Julie will already be there and we have a full agenda. Remember how to walk swinging those hips." She held out some heels, 3" I guessed and I stepped into them. The bra has some support and the outfit was Ok. With wig and makeup I would pass. I was sure that they would change my looks during the day. My only problem was the bulge in my skirt. "Can't have that," Amanda said, kneeling down and lowering my panties. She took it all into her mouth and sucked hard. Even though I had come an hour earlier, I felt myself blowing my load down her throat quickly. "Well, I hope you can keep you excitement in check during the day." Amanda smiled. "Can't be on my knees all day - although I love the taste...." She ticked me back in. Some light make up, and accessories and I was almost ready. The only part that gave me away immediately was the hair. Mine was just medium length. So Amanda grabbed a beret from her closet and arranged it on my head. It wouldn't pass close inspection but would do for the trip downtown. "Let's go." She handed me a shoulder length purse. "I put all the stuff in there, but you won't need much." The short drive to her studio took just a few minutes. Julie was waiting. "Ah, he is dressed... good. So, I've set up all the outfits that he should wear. We need to make those final adjustments and show him the ropes. I also made an appointment for him with Jane. She'll come to the hotel around 2, 30 so that he'll be ready by 5.30. We are due to be in Bill's suite by 6. I booked the suite next door so we can use that ourselves. Not cheap but we need that order." So the plan was that we should check in at the hotel in the morning and get ready. Me especially. As this plan was made, I was getting more nervous and excited at the same time. I thought I had overcommitted but Amanda needed this. Also, somehow I was excited at wearing those new outfits; their feel against my bare body was exciting. After the show, we would go to dinner and then hopefully close the deal. Amanda would be spending a lot on hotels etc and was hopeful. Julie was also modeling some outfits and so I helped gold things and pin things as the final touches were made. Amanda wanted a dress rehearsal later that afternoon. They busied themselves with the alterations whilst I just watched their excitement. "Hey Zoe, can you go grab us some coffee from Starbucks?" Julie looked at me. "We're famished and can't stop now. Yes, I know but we'll touch you up and nobody will know. Just talk softly as if you had a cold. Pleeeeeease." Amanda was looking at me now too. I wasn't doing anything but it was asking a lot. Julie came over to me, re-positioned the beret on my head, refreshed my lipstick and gave me a pair of large sunglasses. "Just keep these on. No time for nails and polish now...Please? Pretty please?" She patted my behind and pushed me out of the door. It was less than half-a-block and I tried to blend in. Nobody paid any attention. Inside Starbucks I chose some sandwiches, and got coffees for the girls whilst I chose water. I would have liked something stronger, but no choice there. I handed her cash, not wanting to use my credit card, and walked out of Starbucks with a small tray. My confidence grew. Even the cashier hardly paid any attention to me. "Well, you got back in one piece it seems. Nobody chased you, so I believe you passed." Julie took the tray and grabbed a sandwich. Amanda too was smiling at my accomplishment. "It was nerve-racking but nobody paid any attention," I smiled proudly. "You did great," Amanda said. "Tomorrow will be different. All eyes will be on you as you strut your stuff. No way to hide behind glasses etc. have to walk and act the part. Julie and I discussed your makeover and we think that with some effort, we'll get away." "Are you going to tell Bill who I am?" I asked getting anxious. "Well, we discussed that and Julie makes a good point. If a guy - even dressed as you will be - can make an impression, and then imagine a real woman. We can tell him at dinner if he is in a good mood. We will seat you far away from Bill as I want to be near to get him to commit." Amanda made a good point. I didn't know how these guys worked. I knew generally that many men in the fashion industry were gay or bi. It didn't affect me at all. Each to his own I thought. We tried on more outfits after the alterations and Julie and I practiced the walk, the sway and the changes needed in between costumes. Jane would be at hand to make some necessary makeup adjustments. The actual walk would just take a few minutes, unless there was a question. It was shaping up but I was growing more confident. All the outfits for me were quite outr?: figure hugging, short, sparkly and very extrovert. It would require quite an adventurous lady to wear them. But they would stand out wherever they went and so would appeal to the more extrovert lady. We went back to the apartment exhausted. Tomorrow would be a big day. Amanda removed my breast forms and I stripped off my makeup and crawled into bed. Amanda too was mentally and physically exhausted. I slept solidly. It was 7.30 am and Amanda woke me. "It's a big day, wake up. Take a shower and use the hair remover again. I will come in to rub lotion. Make sure you go over your whole body..." I stepped into the shower and applied the lotion. After a short wait, I rinsed off. As I stepped out of the shower, Amanda was waiting and inspected me closely. She went over some areas with a new razor and rubbed lotion all over. This left my skin baby smooth and soft as silk. In the bedroom, Amanda applied glue and re-attached the breast forms. A few touches of makeup around the edges they looked perfectly natural on my frame. I slipped my arms through the demi bra and Amanda hooked the clasps at the back. My breasts were immediately lifted and produced a natural cleavage. "You'll need to wear stockings tonight but just slip into the panties for now." Amanda held out a pair to me. I stepped into them and struggled to get them up. My little guy was playing up again. "Oh dear," Amanda sighed, dropping to her knees. "Can't you control that thing? Does dressing up cause you sooo much excitement?" She took me in her mouth and looked up at me. "Looks different with breasts," she said and took me deep into her mouth. It didn't take long as I blasted into her throat. She continued to suck me until I couldn't any more. She sucked the tip, cleaning the last drop and pulled up the panties keeping my cock firmly in place. Amanda had laid a simple blouse and skirt and slipped into them easily. A little makeup, the floppy hat, 2" sandals and I was ready. Amanda drove again and we got to the office quite early. Julie was already there. "OK, I think we just need a quick run through and we have to get to the hotel on time. I have arranged for early check in. I think Zoe should practice in the high heels. It takes some getting used to." I knew this was probably good advice. I found the heels and slipped them on. I hadn't worn 5" heels much but needed to feel comfortable in them if that was at all possible. I walked around the office as Julie and Amanda made last minute arrangements. I helped pack the car and by noon we left the office. Julie had found me a wig, medium length brunette and touched up my make-up. I wouldn't raise immediate eyebrows in a caf?. We checked into our 2 bedroom suite and had a light lunch in the caf?. Julie had reserved a table in their high-end restaurant for later in the hope we could celebrate a big fat deal. Jane the beautician arrived promptly and took one of the rooms as her studio. She laid out her pallets of stuff and she had a case full of accessories. Amanda, Jane and Julie discussed the outfits, the looks and the changes. We were to alternate: I would sashay into the lounge area of the suite, twirl, let them take it in and then exit back to the bedroom; Julie would then do her stuff whilst I changed. And so on. We were to have dinner together in the last outfit that I would demonstrate. "Strip to your panties," Jane said. I disrobed and stood there with proudly jutting breasts and panties with a bulge. She approached with some pads and wiped my face. I could see the makeup colors on those wet pads. She did this a few times, especially around the eyes, and asked me to take a good shower and have a double shave. "There's a robe at the back of the door. Wear that and nothing else when you come back. Make sure you do any toilet needs too before we start." I washed myself again and felt those breasts hold up to the warm water. They felt good in my hands. I patted myself dry and found the robe hanging. I used the facilities and went back to Jane. She inspected me all over for stray hairs I guess. But couldn't find any. "Lots to do to make you pretty, so grin and bear it." She held out something with strings which she wrapped around me. Pulling the laces tight, she nearly tore me in half. My waist shrank several inches. She adjusted the corset a little so that my breasts were supported by the built in demi cups of the corset. "Try to control your breathing. You'll get used to it in a few minutes." Easier said than done, but I was getting used to shallow breathing. "Did you use the facilities?" Jane asked. "After we get the next part done, you will need to be careful with nails etc." I nodded. "You need to put this thing on. It's called a gaffe. Your thingy needs to go into the pouch and then you'll have to sit to use the facilities. Mmmmm we seem to have a problem." "What problem," Amanda asked. "How's it going?" Jane looked at Amanda who looked at me and they both were looking at the big bulge in my panties. "Very unladylike," Jane said. "I was explaining to Zoe here that this is a gaffe and he needs to get this on so as not to have an unsightly bulge. May be you can help Zoe here with this as I need to step outside for a cigarette." Jane grabbed her handbag and went out. "Always with this problem when you are dressing," Amanda said with a smile. She grabbed my bulge through the panties and said to follow her to the bathroom. I followed my penis as she sat on the toilet and moved me to her. She kissed the tip and licked the head. It was growing fast. Soon it was buried in her mouth as she used her tongue and her hands stroked my cock. As usual this took me over the edge and I shot my load deep into her mouth. She continued to suck, licking me clean. "Seems like you can't get enough," she said wiping me also with some tissue. She dropped the panties and forced the gaffe up my legs. She had no problem inserting my "little guy" into the pouch. She brought the thong like strap between my cheeks and soon I had no hint of a bulge. "You be a good girl today and strut your stuff so I get my order, and I promise you'll have the sex of your life tonight." Amanda winked at me. "Seriously, I need this order." I nodded. She was supporting me and needed to make this work. I only hoped that I could help. There was a knock on the door. "Enough fooling around," Jane said. "Time to get on with it." We got the hint and exited. Jane was waiting, arms crossed with a grin. She knew what had taken place. "OK. " She held out some panties, black with lace trim that I quickly drew up over the gaffe. Then she pulled up a longer girdle which sat on my hips. These had pockets over my cheeks and Jane inserted some foam pads into the pockets. I now had real curves. But, if I needed the toilet this would be a major production. "Sit on that stool by the vanity," she said. She had some finely patterned stockings, almost with a spider web pattern and carefully rolled them up, attaching them to the garter straps. She then slipped my feet into some 5" sparkly red shoes. "Stand," she said. I stood up slowly, with Jane and Amanda on each side as I found my balance. The shoes fit well but I still had not much experience at this height. "Just walk for a few minutes to get the feel and then we'll get you into that first outfit." The outfit was a red, with layers of lace, and a single strap over my left shoulder. The hem was also angled, almost in a line with the shoulder strap and the edge of the hem came up to my stocking tops. It hugged my figure with my now proud bust making for an awesome sight. It felt wonderful. "We'll use the blonde wig with this outfit," Jane said. "It'll work better with the red outfit." She pulled me into a chair facing away from the mirror. "Amanda, if you can work on her nails, I think we could save some time." "Yep, the blonde will do well with her figure and that dress. Glad we have her in these stockings otherwise we'll also have to do her toes. But not necessary this time." Amanda grabbed a small stool and took Zoe's hands and applied nail extensions which she painted a fire red. Jane worked on my face. She tweezed some of my eyebrows and then bean to apply layers and layers of powder and paint. "Next time we need to shave her eyebrows too, I think," Jane said matter of factly. She had applied some gum like substance to my brows and kept powdering them over. I gathered she was going to completely cover my brows and then paint in new brows. I could feel the brushes and the faint perfume of these paints. I could feel her apply thick eyeliner and a pair or heavy lashes were glued in place. I wondered at what I had gotten into. I know Amanda needed and deserved the order. It would make a big difference to her - or our lives. I couldn't let her down but was getting quite anxious. I sat patiently whilst they did their work. It was a strange mixture of anxiety and excitement. Amanda had finished but Jane was still working on me. I felt a pencil around my lips and then layers of color applied. Several coats of gloss also covered my lips. Amanda came up to me and attached some earrings, large and dangly. Some rings with large stoned adorned my hands. A necklace with red stones hung around my neck. Jane placed the wig on my head and fussed with it. I felt lashings of hair spray. "OK, stand up slowly," Jane said. Amanda ad she grabbed each arm and helped me up. I found my balance on those heels and smoother out my dress. I was very conscious of the long red fingernails. The heavy eyelashes caused me to blink several times as I walked around the room. "Remember to swing those hips, "Amanda reminded me. "One foot in front of the other. A confident stride showing off the dress." "Take a look," Jane said and pointed at the mirror. I nearly fell off my heels. What a gorgeous babe. I fancied me. I looked at myself, and did a small pirouette. Jane had done an amazing job. If I got the swing right, there would be a deal tonight. Zoe was on a roll. Thin highly arched eyebrows, a variety of darker shadow, heavy liner and those large, heavily mascaraed eyelashes, full pouty lips with a fire red that contrasted with my dark eyes. I was definitely a vision. The red dress too showed off the curves and overall I looked like one of the runway girls. I posed hands on hip, my red tipped nails matching the dress, and turned and swayed on those 5" heels. Julie entered from the interconnecting room and looked amazing. Her hair was all done up, dramatic makeup and her thin frame showcased the gold outfit perfectly. Her figure was more model like, thin, with just a hint of bust line, but the clothes were designed with her type of figure in mind. We contrasted well and I sincerely hoped we could pull it off tonight. "So, here's the deal," Amanda started. "As soon as Bill and Dave arrive, I will go down and meet them and bring them up here. We have drinks and I have ordered some light snacks. Julie will go first, walk to where they will be sitting turn, may be even twice and then sashay closely back to the room. In a few minutes, Zoe will then do her stuff, exactly the same routine. We have eight outfits between you both and you will need time to change and Jane needs to adjust your makeup. So, take your time but don't keep them waiting too long. After we're done, I'll be sitting with Bill & Dave going over the program. You too please get ready as we have dinner reservations downstairs for 8 pm." Amanda was all business but I could feel her anxiety. "Oh Jane, please take shots of all the outfits with the makeup, close ups please. We may have to use them later in a catalog." We sipped some water but I wasn't too thirsty, frightened I may have to go to the restroom. How would I ever get my panty, girdle etc done with these nails? Even though my gaffe allowed me to pee sitting down, I hesitated to drink too much. Around 6 pm the phone rang. Amanda picked up and said she'd be right down. Some 20 mins later they returned and Amanda came into the changing rooms to signal a start in about 5 minutes. She gave me an air kiss and whispered "Thanks and good luck." In the five minutes, Julie touched up and adjusted her outfit and left the room. I heard discussions as I too prepared myself. I practiced my walk and within some five or six minutes Julie was back. I waited by the door a few minutes and on Jane's signal I entered the room. I saw Bill there, coat off, sitting easily in his chair. The guy next to him, I assumed David, sat there with a pad taking down notes. Amanda also had her large oversized portfolio open. They all observed as I easily walked up, arms swinging. Bust proudly thrust out as I turned slowly and stood a moment, flashing a dazzling sign. Bill was looking at me intently, Amanda was explaining the outfit and who thought would be the target demographic. David was scribbling as Bill gave his comments. A slight nod from Amanda and I strode off confidently. Jane and Julie gave me thumbs up. I had done well. "Over here for the next outfit." Jane helped me out of my dress careful not to smudge my makeup. She switched the blonde wig for a medium length red one to accentuate the deep mauve sheath dress. This was very shapely and zipped low at the back. I had to walk carefully as the tight skirt only allowed short steps. My back was open, and the sleeves puffed out over the shoulders. Pure elegance. Also had a quick change of shoes, also 5" in thin stiletto heels. Jane touched up my makeup, applying different colors to match the outfit. I was ready, more confident than the last time. I strode out again, poised, and showed off the outfit and its elegance. A perfect dress for classic feminine elegance for a cocktail party, or theater event. Again, Bill was staring at me a little intently. I swayed my hips, thrust out my breasts and gave him a profile view showing the bust and the behind. The skirt was three=quarter length and I slowly made my way back, swinging my behind tantalizingly. I saw Jane's approving look. The next outfit was ready and Jane went through the same routine helping me out of the dress and shoes. She helped me into the new silver outfit, pushed me into the new heels and then began her makeup changes. It took her no time at all. This time I wore a black short pageboy styled wig. The dress was mid-calf length; again very form filling and lots of glittering silver gauze. Again, very chic and quite a statement. I was ready and did my stuff. I was more comfortable as this was getting easier and I was nearing the end of my ordeal. Hopefully a nice dinner with some drinks and I could get out of these constricting garments. The last outfit was ready. This was a short, short black skirt. A tight gold top, strapless and made out of some material that hugged the curves. Nothing was hidden here. Low cut showing the tops of my breasts, with a hint of navel leading to that short skirt. Jane had me step into gold heels. She applied more heavy makeup to my eyes. How many layers was that I wondered? Then she pinned a small hat with a short veil that barely came to my forehead. More outrageous than the previous outfits but no doubt one meant to draw attention. Jane reapplied a brighter lipstick and threw some gold shimmer on my face. This was the final piece and had to make a statement. I let her do her magic, reveling in my transformations. I would look at the pictures later as I hardly had time to see myself in the mirror between changes. I strode out on those heels very naturally. I twirled and posed allowing them to look at the sex oozing from that outfit. I knew I looked good and saw Amanda giving me an approving look. I was about to go back to the room when I heard Bill's voice. "Hey, Zoe, stay please." He motioned me forward. "Great job, girl, what beautiful clothes. I hope you are going to join us for dinner." I nodded speechless not wanting to give away my secret with my voice. "Sure," I said softly. Bill nodded. "Amanda, I think we got something here. I like most of them and want you to start a collection for our group. David can go over the details with you including timing." "Oh Bill, thanks," Amanda gushed. "So nice to hear you say that. I know we can get you a great collection." "OK, why don't you work with David here whilst Zoe and I go down for a drink before dinner? You can join after you got the basics covered. Timing is key." Bill stood up and grabbed his jacket. I looked at Amanda in panic. What was I supposed to do? Did Bill know I was a guy? Should I change? I stood there agape. "Great," Amanda said. "Why don't we get Zoe into something else? We don't want to show off the new outfits too early, do we/." "Nah, don't worry, we're eating downstairs, right? It'll be fine. Let's go." "Bill, just a moment please, a girl needs her purse." I smiled at him. "Oh sure," he said as Amanda took my arm and led me into the changing room. "Oh, honey, I am sorry. Not sure what he is thinking. I haven't told him yet so please be careful. Seems like he took a great shine to you. You did really well, thanks." She gave me a tight hug, crushing me to her. "Are you ok with this?" I nodded. I was too far into this and besides was a little reckless. I had managed to fool him and he even wanted my company. Amanda needed this order. "I'll manage but please don't leave me alone with him too long," I said. Jane touched up my makeup again, and handed me a small purse. Several coats of lipstick and then even more layers of gloss. My lips felt full. "Just to see you through dinner," Jane said. "I put some Kleenex, lipstick and other stuff you might need," she said. Amanda hugged me again and led me out. "Have fun, we'll be down soon," she said. Bill grabbed my arm and walked to the elevator. "You did great," he said. "Very sexy and elegant." "Thank you," I whispered, as he firmly held my elbow on the way down. We arrived at the bar and I saw everyone looking at me. Here was a girl off the runway in Paris or Venice in an upscale hotel bar in a spectacular outfit. Bill took me to the bar, his arm around my waist now, indicating possession. Nobody would approach me with his arm around me like that. "One Scotch on the rocks and one Chardonnay for the lady." Bill ordered without asking me. That was OK but I wondered how long Amanda and the others would be. The drinks arrived. "Cheers," Bill said. "To a great collaboration." We clinked glasses. We both took a sip of our drinks. Bill leaned in and kissed me lightly on the lips. It was light but his intentions were clear for tonight I thought. I stood there passively and let him, a little shocked, but quite excited that Bill was attracted to me. If only he knew. But then he might blow the deal and Amanda and Julie would be in trouble. I held myself in check. I could put up with this for one evening I thought. Bill was full of himself and explained what he intended with the designs and how they would put Amanda on the map. His hands wandered and I got the feeling Amanda would get the deal if Zoe would show Bill some favors. Oh, oh...things were going somewhere I didn't intend. I hoped Amanda and the others would rescue me. We returned to the bar. Bill grabbed my arm and without speaking to the others led me toward the lifts. I hoped Amanda and the others would follow. I let him guide me and soon we were in the elevators, the others would have to wait. Bill had a room on a different floor to the suite Amanda had reserved. It was a large room with a small sofa arrangement, big screen TV and all the comforts including a minibar. "Drink?" Bill asked loosening his tie I nodded. "Whatever you have is ok." Bill looked through the minibar and took out two miniature cognac bottles. There were just two tumblers in the cabinet and he poured out the contents of the bottles. He handed me a glass, we clinked and I sipped. Soon I felt the liquor coursing through my body and warming me up. This was not good. What happened to the others I wondered? It shouldn't take them that long to get here. The phone rang. "Yes, David," I heard Bill say. "Why don't you go over the PO with Amanda and then call me when you're done." He hung up the phone. I sipped at my drink wondering what next. Bill turned toward me. "Now, where were we," he said, sitting close next to me. He leant over and kissed me, forcing his tongue into my mouth. I was surprised and also frozen. He pressed against me and crushed his lips to mine. I was recovering and responded. He was rubbing my breasts and soon his hand would wander down there. Big surprise. It was only a question of time. I didn't know which would be worse: Amanda losing the deal and being upset with Bill or upset with me for having given in. Dressed as I was, there didn't appear to be too much choice. His hard on was pressing against my thigh, and with each passing moment appeared to grow. I pushed him back, breaking his kiss and fumbled with his pants. Long fingernails didn't help and soon Bill was helping. I felt his throbbing member in his boxers and rubbed it for a few moments. He tried to go under my top to feel my boobs. That would be another big discovery and shock. I rolled off him and went on my knees between his legs. He helped push his boxers down and soon I saw the head of a good sized cockhead visible. As more was exposed I could see the drops of precum and wrapped my scarlet tipped gingers around it. He grabbed my head and moved it down toward his one-eyed monster. It seems I was going to suck cock tonight. I opened my mouth thanking Julie & Amanda for the layers of lipstick and gloss. It was a kind of lubrication as I gently took him into my mouth, salivating in order to minimize friction. It went deeper and I squeezed his sack, feeling each ball and trying to deep throat him. I got a rhythm going but wasn't comfortable. I knew the only way this was going to end was with a load of goo in my mouth. I sucked with hollowed cheeks I could feel his thrusts get more insistent and soon I felt the buildup of cum. A couple of moments later I felt the stuff hit my mouth and disappear down my throat. It seemed like a lot and some escaped my mouth. I continued to suck - just as Amanda had done to me many times. I slowed down the pace and continued to suck until I could get no further reaction from it. . I didn't want this monster to recover so soon. I licked his shaft. "Call Dave & Amanda please. She needs that contract tonight." I took the head in my mouth and gave it one last deep slurp. Bill started to do up his trousers and grabbed the phone. I got up shakily, grabbed the purse and went to the bathroom. I heard Bill talking to Dave. I rinsed out my mouth and started to repair my lipstick. My lips looked puffed up and wondered if Amanda would suspect. Should I tell her? I heard voices and knew they were all there. I smoothed out my dress as best I could and went back in. Amanda rushed up to me contract in hand and hugged me. She looked at me closely and kissed my cheek. Smiles everywhere. Bill had his jacket in his hands and was ready to leave. He came over hugged and kissed all and left me for the last. He gave me a deep kiss on the mouth. "I want a close up of Zoe in the next catalog and maybe we can do some store visits." Bill smiled at me and left. "Zz..Zoe, are you alright? What happened?" Amanda inspected me closely. I think the signs were unmistakable. She got a Kleenex and wiped something off my chest area. Julie and Jane were also leaving and I had to get out of this outfit. We air kissed goodbye and Amanda and I were just alone. "I am sorry," Amanda started to cry. "Didn't realize it would go this far." She held me tightly "Shhhh," I whispered. "It's over and you got the contract. We're going to be alright." I stroked her head. Amanda looked at me and turned her head for a kiss, deep, long and passionate. "Not sure what Bill wants for the next shoot," Amanda said, "but seems like Zoe needs to be around for a while. But tonight Zoe is mine. Tomorrow l'lI be shopping for a strap on and I intend to take Zoe's virginity before Bill does." She kissed me deeply. It seemed like Zoe was going to be around for some time. I didn't know how long I could carry it off. But even as I wondered about these things, Amanda was on her knees, freeing my member and sucking me deep. I had experienced this in giving and getting now and Amanda and I gazed at each other, my lashes heavy still as she winked at me. This would be a new chapter in my life.