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MY NYLON GODDESS - CHAPTER TWO Note to readers: Thanks to everyone who encouraged me to continue this tale. I hope you enjoy the new episode! ================================== "Alannah." As I trudged down the street, school bag slung awkwardly over one shoulder, it wasn't just the books that weighed me down, or the reminder they gave me of the evening I would have to spend doing homework. I'd had a pretty miserable day, all up. There'd been the usual low-level bullying, nothing to get too worried about, but depressing all the same. I'd got several answers wrong in a maths test, an uncharacteristic performance that had prompted my usually supportive teacher to trot out his finest Disappointed in You look. "Alannah!" And worst of all, I'd somehow managed to miss the bell at the end of lunchtime. Arriving ten minutes late to class wasn't usually regarded as a capital offence by the teachers - except for the one whose French class I'd been rude enough to disrupt. For which he gave me detention. So I was heading home a lot later than usual. In fact - "HEY, ALANNAH!" Startled from my brooding, I looked round to see a figure waving and walking towards me. I recognised her instantly. How could I not? I'd been thinking about her almost incessantly for the past three days - and, truth be told, for most of the last few weeks. She had indeed been the reason for my unusual level of distraction at school. It was Shauna, the girl next door, my Nylon Goddess. My worship of her had previously consisted of stealthily jerking off, while peeking down at her from my bedroom window. But it had suddenly and thrillingly progressed to something much more intimate. Imperiously summoned into the shed at the bottom of her garden, I had been treated to the sight of her pussy, hidden only by the tights that had so attracted me to her, then commanded to lick her out. And, as if bringing her to a screaming orgasm had not cemented her place in my personal pantheon, there was what happened next. Something I still couldn?t quite believe. She had forced me ? well, persuaded me ? to put on a pair of her tights, then wanked me off with her nylon-clad feet. And not just that. She had called me her girlfriend, rechristening me by adding an extra syllable to the name my parents had given me. A simple change that had transformed the bland, boyish Alan into the exciting, feminine version she had just called out in the middle of a suburban street ... I looked around. Nearby, a group of older boys, who from the look of their uniforms went to the same school as Shauna, were sniggering at me. I fervently hoped that they hadn?t heard what she had called me, but had simply been finding humour in my obvious surprise. But I was blushing furiously as she reached me. ?Hiya,? she said, an oddly intent expression on her face. ?You all right?? As she said this she reached out and lightly squeezed my arm. Behind her there was a hoot of laughter from the watching boys. Shauna?s expression darkened and she whirled round to look at them. ?That?s enough from you dickheads, you can just fuck off, okay?? The boys were as taken aback as I was by her vehemence. Much to my surprise, they moved off, though they kept glancing back and I could still hear what were obviously ribald comments passing between them as they turned the corner and were lost to sight. ?Fuckwits,? muttered Shauna, turning back to me. She laughed as she saw my expression. ?Don?t worry, I can handle them. They only think they?re hard. They know my boyfriend would beat seven kinds of shit out of them if they tried anything ... He?s a real headcase, even the teachers are frightened of him.? ?Your boyfriend?? I asked, my voice rather more of a squeak than I would have liked. That didn?t sound good at all. ?Well, ex-boyfriend,? she amended. ?We had a bit of a falling out when I wouldn?t let him, well ... let?s just say he wanted to go a bit further than I was ready for. So he?s going out with that slag Jane now, she?ll do anything. But he still looks out for me, we?re cool.? She grinned. ?Anyway, why do I need a boyfriend when I?ve got a new girlfriend to play with? Isn?t that right, Alannah?? ?Stop calling me that,? I hissed, looking around again anxiously. The few other people nearby didn?t seem to be paying us any attention, but that didn?t allay my concern. Shauna laughed again. Linking her arm in mine, she steered me across the road and into the alley that led to the adjoining houses in which we lived. ?What?s wrong with Alannah? I think it?s a lovely name. And you certainly seemed to like it when I called you that the other day. You know, when you put on my -? ?Look, just shut up, all right?? I said, my cheeks burning with embarrassment. I tried to disengage my arm and get away from her, but she grabbed me and held me fast. I was pretty slender and a good few inches shorter than her, so she had little difficulty restraining me. ?Look, I?m sorry ... Alan,? she said, emphasising my name. But she didn?t look or sound at all sorry. She was dressed as usual in her school clothes, with a white shirt and navy blue jumper and skirt. The drabness of the outfit was enlivened only by the black nylon pantyhose that, as usual, had captured my attention. She caught my downwards glance and grinned. ?Bet you?d love to get my tights off, eh? So you can put them on yourself, right? Have you been thinking about how they feel? Does that make you all hard?? Her mocking grin gave the words an extra sting and I could feel myself redden further. I opened my mouth to issue a furious denial ... but something made me hold back. I glanced around and saw there was nobody within earshot as we approached our back gates. ?Yes,? I said, my voice low and intense. Not trusting myself to say anything further and conscious of the lump in my pants that I was struggling to conceal, I turned and stared into her eyes. They were green, I noticed for the first time, and perhaps the most attractive feature in what was otherwise a slightly squashed face. They sparkled now as she took in my admission. She held my gaze for a few seconds and then reached in and kissed me hard, mashing her lips against mine. Startled, I returned the kiss. A thrill went through me as I felt her tongue probe my mouth. After a moment she broke contact and inspected me, all trace of humour now vanished. She seemed to come to some kind of decision. ?My shed ? half an hour,? she said and stalked off. Half-stunned, I watched her go through the gate into her back garden. I shook myself and, checking again to see there was nobody around, made my way into my own house. As I did so, I reflected that I?d told her nothing less than the truth. Oh, I?d thought about Shauna and the sexy way she?d opened her legs and let me put my tongue to her moist crack. And I?d imagined myself doing so much more to her. But I?d also remembered how good her tights had felt on my legs, how turned on I?d been when she?d talked about making me her girlfriend ? and how dirty and ashamed and excited I?d felt when she forced me to lick up my own jizz. The fact was that although I?d spent the last few days dreaming about another encounter with my goddess, my fantasies had refused to just settle for an exploration of her body. Try as I might, I could not stop thinking of myself putting on her pantyhose ... and more. And every time I?d tugged myself to sweet release, it was not Shauna I was picturing in that beautiful black nylon ? but myself. For a while after letting myself into the empty house ? my parents would not be home from work until much later ? I tried to get some homework done. But I was far too distracted. Then I thought that maybe I shouldn?t go and see her at all ? I had too much work to do, surely she?d understand? But I quickly rejected that idea. If I didn?t go now, I might never get another opportunity. So I spent the best part of the next thirty minutes watching the clock, willing the hands to move faster. Eventually, after what seemed an eternity, the appointed time arrived. I trudged down the garden, out the back gate and then into the neighbouring property, my stomach churning and my head awhirl with possibilities I could only vaguely identify. Timidly, I knocked on the door of the shed which, as I knew from my last visit, Shauna used as a hangout. Her voice was clear and firm as she told me to enter. I tugged the door open, pulling it hard as it scraped across the hard ground. But I was only a couple of steps inside when I pulled up short. It was all I could do not to turn tail and run away. Shauna was not alone. The girl sitting next to her on the couch was wearing the same uniform, except she had white socks rather than the pantyhose I so adored on her companion. Where Shauna?s mousy brown hair was cut into a fairly short bob, hers was a luxuriant tangle of red curls that fell to her shoulders. Her face was, I thought, quite pretty, although it currently bore an anxious expression. She took one look at me, then cast her eyes down. ?Hi, come on in,? said Shauna brightly. When I made no move to enter, her tone became a little sharper. ?C?mon, don?t be shy, Tessa?s not going to bite, are you? Tessa, say hello.? As I reluctantly stepped inside the shed, the redhead glanced up at me again and mumbled a greeting. I closed the door behind me, then looked questioningly at Shauna. She shrugged her shoulders dismissively, but still answered. ?Tessa?s my best friend. I told her all about how much fun we had and how it could be even better if she joined in.? As I started to protest, she held up a hand to forestall me. ?I haven?t told anyone else, all right? And Tessa?s sworn to secrecy ? right Tess?? She glanced at the other girl, who nodded but still seemed unable to hold my gaze. ?Besides,? Shauna continued, ?there?s something that Tess is going to help you with ? something very special.? She giggled. I finally found my voice. ?So what?s that then?? But Shauna shook her head, still smiling. ?You?ll see! Now, clothes off please.? This last was said in a sing-song voice. I looked meaningfully at Tessa, then back at my goddess. ?I don?t think I -? She cut me off. ?No arguments, all right? We?re playing by my rules ? and besides, you do want to taste my slit again, don?t you? Here, feel how wet it is ...? She moved in close and, taking my unresisting hand, guided it under her skirt and pressed it between her legs. As she had done the last time I had been in here, she seemed to have discarded her panties, so that her crack was covered only by the taut fabric of her tights. She was right about being wet ? I could feel the dampness through the nylon. As she ground her pubis against my hand, she leaned in and nibbled my ear, her breath hot against her neck, As I moaned and came erect inside my pants, she disengaged my hand and stepped back. ?Clothes off,? she repeated, her tone now serious and urgent. All reticence forgotten,, I stripped off my garments and threw them aside. I hesitated for a moment with my underpants, but Shauna?s expression brooked no disobedience. As they came off, my modestly sized cock sprang to attention. ?Oooh, come and look at this Tessa!? As Shauna said this she took hold of my shaft and I gasped. Her cool hand made my inflamed member throb. She chuckled. ?You?d better be quick though, I don?t think he?s going to last long.? That was true enough. I?d been turned on all day just thinking about my goddess ? and having her handle my equipment was taking my arousal to a whole new level. ?Oh wow,? said another voice. I turned to find Tessa standing next to me. She was staring at my erection in fascination. From her expression, I guessed she?d never seen one before. ?Can ? can I touch it?? I was about to answer her hesitant question when I realised she wasn?t asking me. ?Sure,? said Shauna. I noticed she didn?t bother to seek my permission, although I was hardly going to object to a second girl fondling me. ?Give it a stroke ? and you can squeeze it as well, if you like.? I gasped again as Tessa?s hand replaced Shauna?s. She was timid at first, but Shauna ? who clearly had experience in this area ? showed her how to grasp the shaft and work the foreskin up and down over the engorged glans. As she got into a rhythm my breathing grew ragged and I felt the tension inside me build ? a sensation exacerbated when Shauna began to gently stroke my balls. ?I don?t think I can hold on!? I warned. Shauna was all cool efficiency. ?Here Tess ? put your other hand here,? she instructed, positioning her friend?s free hand so the palm was cupped over my cock. It was not a moment too soon. With a yell I shot a jet of cum into Tessa?s waiting hand, then a second, and a third. The girl squealed and let go of my cock, which bucked and jerked with the aftershock of my orgasm. Shauna grabbed it and milked the last few drops of its sticky load into her hand. Tessa was staring at her cum-covered hands. ?Shit,? she said. ?I know you told me about this, but ...? She looked both horrified and entranced. Shauna could scarcely contain her amusement, but I could also see that she realised this was a big deal for her friend. ?Boys are always a bit messy, but you get used to it,? she said in a reassuring tone. ?And they?re always soooo grateful. Aren?t you?? This last was directed to me. Sweaty, and still trembling from the force of my climax, I nodded. Shauna motioned towards the goo on Tessa?s hands. ?Why don?t you give it a taste?? Tessa looked up sharply. ?Go on,? urged Shauna, ?try it.? She lifted three fingers to her own mouth and deposited a dollop of my cum on her tongue. Then she swirled it around her mouth as if sampling a fine wine and made a show of swallowing it. ?Mmmm,? she said. ?Not bad ... not bad at all.? Tessa watched this performance open-mouthed. Slowly, looking at Shauna all the while for reassurance, she brought one of her hands up to her mouth. She sniffed the creamy substance and wrinkled up her nose. Then, hesitantly, she brought it her lips and extended the tip of her tongue. After a minute, clearly satisfied it was not poisonous, but probably unable to taste so minuscule an amount, she ingested some more. She shook her head, as if disappointed. ?Doesn?t taste of much ... maybe a bit salty?? she pronounced. Shauna laughed. ?Well, some people like it ... right Alannah?? She held her hand up to me and arched her eyebrows. I blushed, but the instruction was clear. I took her hand and carefully licked off what was left of my spunk. I couldn?t say I liked the taste particularly, but I could not deny my goddess. ?Now Tessa,? she commanded when I was finished. ?You can either get Alannah here to clean you up the way she just did for me ? or you can lick it up yourself. Either way though, I?ll want to see you two share some of it afterwards ? with your mouths.? She didn?t spare me a glance, clearly figuring ? correctly ? that I would do as I was told. But her eyes bored into her friend?s, as if daring her to say no. Something told me that this assertiveness was very new to Shauna, but a practice she was quickly coming to relish. Tessa flushed at the instruction, but after a few seconds dropped her eyes submissively. She looked at her sticky hands and then slowly lifted one to her own mouth, while reaching the other out to me. She didn?t look in my direction, but shivered as she felt me take the proffered hand and start running my tongue over it. I was careful to collect the residue of my seed in my mouth, rather than swallow it. It mixed with my saliva, but I could still feel its glutinous presence. Tessa finished cleaning her hand, then stood there, plainly undecided as to whether to take the next step. She glanced towards the door of the shed and I had a strong sense flight was imminent. But Shauna was having none of it. ?Come on Tess,? she said quietly. ?This is what you have to do if you want to play with my toys. My rules, right?? There was that intensity again ? and I shivered as I realised which ?toy? she was talking about. ?We haven?t got to the best bit yet, and you definitely want to stick around for that, believe me.? Tessa looked up at her friend, then down again. As if her muscles were moving of their own volition ? or perhaps Shauna?s ? she edged towards me. I stood stock still, not wanting to scare her off. I?d had one kiss already today and that brief experience had left me wanting more. But I wasn?t going to make the first move. Tessa leant in towards me, almost overbalancing, so hard was she trying to keep a distance from my naked body. That was okay with me ? but not Shauna. ?Put your arms around her, you idiot,? she muttered. I did as I was told, stepping in and awkwardly pulling Tessa into an embrace. She tensed right up and as I brought my mouth to hers she felt as responsive as a store dummy. And she still wasn?t looking at me. Our lips met and for a moment nothing happened. We stood there like statues, our mouths glued together but unyielding. An intake of breath behind me presaged some new intervention from my goddess. But before she could say anything I found the courage ? from where, I could not say ? to take matters into my own hands. My lips parted slightly and I cautiously extended my tongue. At the same time, I brought one hand down behind my partner and lightly stroked her bottom, through the wool skirt. ?That?s it,? Shauna said approvingly. For a moment there was no reaction. Then I felt Tessa?s mouth open, allowing me to slip my tongue inside, where it encountered her own. After a few seconds, she pulled back. I blinked and stared into an expression quite unlike the one I was expecting to see. She was looking right back at me, eyes wide open in wonder. And then she was kissing me again, every bit as fiercely as Shauna had done earlier. But this time her mouth was wide open and her body was moving in my arms, the hands that had hung slackly at her sides now gripping my torso and pulling me against her. I was suddenly conscious of the heavy mounds of flesh under her blouse and jumper. And of something else too ? the salty taste of my own cum, coating both our mouths as we freely mingled the sticky fluid we had each harvested. ?Feel her,? instructed Shauna, and I needed no explanation. My questing hand lifted Tessa?s skirt and reached underneath. As I pressed it between her legs, she splayed them wide to admit me, sinking down as she did so. I broke off from kissing her to concentrate on what had suddenly become a much more urgent mission. Slowly I pried her knickers free from her crack and slipped my fingers underneath the fabric. Her hair there was short and wiry, but nestled inside was the hidden prize, a hot, damp opening with little flaps of flesh. As I tentatively explored it I heard her moan and her hole all of a sudden went from damp to wet. I began to rub her and was rewarded with another groan. ?Right, enough of that,? said Shauna crisply. Two pairs of frustrated eyes turned to meet hers. My protest died on my lips as I saw her determined expression. Tessa, by contrast, seemed ready to argue the point, but Shauna rested a hand on her arm. ?Later, okay?? The redhead, her face flushed, bit her lip in vexation but nodded nonetheless. I withdrew my hand, the fingertips slick with Tessa?s juices. Unable to resist the temptation, I lifted them to my nose. The scent was strong ? unfamiliar, but by no means unpleasant. Shauna noticed what I had done and laughed. ?Smells sweet, doesn?t it?? She gave a meaningful glance downwards at my cock, which was already semi-hard again. ?Come on, let?s get you dressed before that thing gets in the way again.? ?Dressed?? I asked, as she turned away to rummage in a bag on the floor. I couldn?t help noticing that as she bent over her navy skirt rode up and gave him a sight of her nylon-clad thighs. My appendage hardened a little more. ?Sure,? she said, straightening up and tossing me an item of clothing that, unfurled, turned out to be a pair of panties. They were made of some kind of shiny black material, with lacy trims. ?Put them on,? she said as I looked at them dubiously. Her tone made it clear that resistance was not an option. As I stepped into them and pulled them up, I asked hesitantly: ?Are these yours?? Shauna shook her head. ?No, I only have boring white ones. I nicked these from my mum?s room.? She laughed at my shocked expression. ?Don?t worry, I ?ll wash them after we?re done ? she?ll never know.? I looked over at Tessa, who was watching this exchange with interest. She held my gaze for a second and then her face cracked into the first smile I had seen on her. I responded with a rueful grin and returned my attention to the panties. I had to admit they felt nice ? so smooth and soft against my crotch. But they weren?t exactly dampening my arousal ? and when Shauna gave me a pair of black tights to put on, the sensation of the nylon against my legs brought me back to full hardness. My erection strained against the silky material that imprisoned it, to the point where I was concerned I might tear the panties ? Shauna?s mother?s panties, I reminded myself with more than a twinge of shame. But somehow that made it even more exciting ? ?Oh for fuck?s sake,? exclaimed Shauna irritably, as she inspected the straining bulge. She yanked down both the top of the tights and the knickers, exposing my hard-on. She slapped it with the flat of her hand and I gave a surprised yelp. But the offending object remained as stiff as before. Shauna rolled her eyes and took hold of it. She started to wank it none too gently, still glaring at me. ?There?s got to be a better way,? she muttered. ?I?ll take care of it, if you like?? We both turned to look at Tessa, whose face was eager with anticipation. Shauna shrugged. With a thin smile she relinquished my cock. ?All yours,? she said and wandered off to sit on the couch. ?But don?t you dare get any jizz on those clothes, you hear?? Tessa seemed to have shed her diffidence like an unwanted cloak. She walked up to me, gave me a sweet kiss that suggested unfinished business, then sank to her knees and knelt in front of me. For one glorious moment I thought she was going to take me in her mouth. But then she brought two hands up to my shaft, gripped it firmly and began to pump. As she did so she stared up at me hungrily, all traces of any smile gone. The sight of her pretty, upturned face between my nylon- covered legs was intoxicating. I wanted to do nothing less than shoot my load all over her and soon enough I was tensing and preparing to do exactly that. But just as I released the first spurt, Tessa swayed her head out of the way. It went past her and spattered the front of an old display cabinet. The spunk clung to the yellowed glass and then slowly dribbled down and dripped to the floor. As she had seen Shauna do earlier, Tessa milked the last drops of cum from me and gathered them in her palm. Then, rising to her feet, she made me lick it off, looking almost dazed by her own daring. We stared at one another, the spell broken only when Shauna threw an old cloth at me. ?Clean it up,? she commanded, jerking her head at the mess I had made on the cabinet. After I had complied, she grabbed hold of my steadily shrinking member and tucked it down as far it would go between my legs, then pulled up the panties and tights again. She gave a satisfied nod. ?Now that that?s out of the way, let?s get on with it.? Returning to her bag, she pulled out a black, lacy bra, which evidently matched the knickers I already had on. ?And before you ask,? said Shauna sweetly, her good humour quire returned, ?yes, this is mum?s too.? I stared at the bra. For some reason, where putting on knickers and pantyhose had been exciting, this was starting to seem ... dangerous. Maybe a step further than I really wanted to take. ?Seriously?? I said to Shauna, hoping that she would recognise my reluctance, But if she did, she gave no sign of it. ?Of course,? she said. ?You do want to look like a girl, don?t you Alannah?? I wasn?t at all sure that I did. But after what my goddess had already done to and with me, I couldn?t deny her. On the other hand though, how on earth was I supposed to put this thing on? I wasn?t sure which way round it went, let alone how to fasten it. ?Here,? said Shauna, recognising my difficulty, ?like this.? She turned it the right way, showed me where to put my arms through and then took me through the tricky process of fastening the clasps behind my back. It took me several goes and I nearly dislocated my shoulders, but eventually the bra was sitting snugly in place. Shauna padded out the cups with rolled up socks, then handed me a white shirt. This was easier, even if the buttons were the wrong way round. When I finished doing them up, and donned a navy blue school jumper as well, I was amazed at how feminine the humps on the front of my chest looked. And the sensation only grew when Shauna reached round from behind me and fondled my ?boobs.? I blushed hotly as she bade Tessa do the same. Two more additions remained. A matching navy skirt completed my school uniform. It was a tight fit and, thrillingly, the hem sat some way above my knees. I assumed it was one that the taller Shauna had grown out of. Finally, there were the shoes ? black, fairly plain apart from a big gold buckle, and with low heels that were easy enough to manage but still felt very different to what I was used to. I thought (and hoped) that this was the end of the dressing up. But Shauna, as always, had other ideas. ?Your turn,? she said to Tessa in a bright tone. The redhead went and got her own bag, from which she produced a brush and a pair of ribbons. ?Let?s start with the hair,? she said, smiling at me. Clearly, our little encounter had not just left her feeling more confident, but broken any ice between us. As was currently fashionable with many boys, I had let my dark, straggly locks grow long, so that they fell down nearly to my shoulders. Tessa attacked them vigorously with her brush. I cried out with pain as she removed one particularly nasty tangle by ? or so it felt ? tearing the whole lot out by the roots. ?Oh stop grumbling Alannah,? she said in a tone of mild reproof. ?It?s your own fault for letting it get into this state.? A delicious shiver ran through me as I realised this was the first time she had used the name my goddess had bestowed on me. I couldn?t see exactly what she was doing, but by the time she had finished she had pulled my rebellious tresses into bunches and somehow fastened them into place. It felt odd, though not unpleasant, to feel my hair pulled taut in that way. What I was beginning to find uncomfortable was standing up. Even the modest heels I was wearing were making my calf muscles hurt a little, so unfamiliar was the strain on them. So I was grateful when I was led across the shed and told to sit down on the high-backed chair that Shauna evidently used when working at the desk. Tessa angled the lamp that had been providing much of the light in the shed so that it fell on my face, then pulled up another chair so that she was sitting opposite to me. She motioned for me to open my legs and edged her chair closer, As I complied, I couldn?t help noticing how my skirt rode up and revealed more of my thighs. The sight of them in the kind of pantyhose that had brought me so many climaxes when covertly watching Shauna caused my firmly tucked away cock to twitch and stir. However, that particular distraction was driven out of my mind when Tessa started daubing some kind of cream on my face. ?What?s that?? I asked, rather more sharply than I?d intended. ?Foundation,? she replied calmly. ?For your makeup.? She located a sponge and started using it to spread the cream over my cheeks and neck. ?Makeup?? This came out as a squeak and I tried to swivel to locate Shauna. With the lamp in my eyes I could see very little else in the shed. But Tessa slapped one of my exposed thighs sharply. ?Stay still,? she instructed. More surprised than hurt, I did as I was told and she continued her work. In the darkness beyond, I heard Shauna chuckle. ?Glad to see you?re getting the hang of this, Tess,? she said. ?And as for you Alannah, no need to worry, we?re not doing anything too dramatic. Just a little bit of paint to help your appearance. Just as well you haven?t got a beard yet!? I scowled at this, or would have done if Tess hadn?t been working around my eyes with some kind of pencil. As it happened, I had started growing facial hair, but the most recent of my (to date) very occasional shaves had come only yesterday, leaving my face pretty smooth. And truth be told, I was beginning to enjoy the smell and feel of the cosmetics. It was actually quite relaxing to sit still and be worked on in this way, with my mind occasionally drifting off to take in the sensation of the material that clothed my legs and groin. When Tessa produced a tube of lipstick and twisted it so that the pink tip emerged like a miniature phallus, I felt myself stiffen appreciably. She brought it close to my lips and the erection grew ? or tried to. The direction in which it was tucked back beneath me prevented it from expanding as it desired. I wanted to shift in my seat to relieve the pressure, but knew that I had to remain perfectly still. So as the lipstick was applied and my nostrils took in its unfamiliar scent, I had to suppress a shudder of simultaneous arousal and discomfort. When Tessa was finished she had me pucker my lips, then press them together. A tissue was lightly applied and then removed, leaving a faint pink imprint. With practised ease, the redhead applied the lipstick to her own lips, then handed it to Shauna, who did the same. Correctly interpreting my quizzical look, my goddess gave a thin smile. ?That?s for later,? she said, smacking her lips in the same way I?d just been instructed to do. She made no attempt to explain what she meant. ?Now then,? she said, ?stand up and let?s have a look at you.? I rose to my feet. Shauna looked me up and down, then beckoned to Tessa, who came and stood next to her. The two girls exchanged glances and then resumed their inspection, their faces impassive ? until all of a sudden Shauna burst out laughing. Tessa quickly followed suit. I frowned. ?Do ? do I look that bad?? My plaintive inquiry prompted another burst of giggles. When her mirth had subsided somewhat, Tessa dug around in her bag and pulled out a small case with a mirror inside the lid. Still smiling broadly, she handed it to me. ?Take a look,? she said. This set off a new round of laughter. Doing my best to ignore their chuckling, I angled the mirror and turned around until the light was illuminating my face, but not right in my eyes. I?m not sure quite what I was expecting to see, but it certainly wasn?t what was captured in the glass. A girl was staring back at me. A nervous girl, with a frozen expression like that of a startled deer, but a girl nonetheless. And not a bad looking one either. I could tell that it was a girl because of the hair, pulled back from the forehead and neatly tied up in bunches with red ribbons on either side of the head. And because of the liner around the big blue eyes. And especially because of the glistening pink lipstick. For a moment I honestly thought that this was some sort of trick, and turned the box over in my hand to see if it was some kind of projector. But it was just a makeup box with a mirror. And this time, as I brought the reflection back into focus, I could recognise myself ? but a self that I could not possibly have imagined. The hair looked so different, the complexion much paler and smoother, the eyes larger. And as for those lips ... I held the box a little further away from myself, angling it down this time to try and see the rest of my body. But it was hard to make anything out. ?Over here,? said Shauna. She led me to an old wardrobe in the corner of the shed, opening the door to reveal a mirror inside that went almost all the way to the floor. Even in the dimmer light, I could see that I wasn?t just a girl, but a schoolgirl, my uniform matching that of the other two ? except for my shoes being significantly smarter than Shauna?s dirty white pumps and more striking than Tessa?s more functional black boots. ?What do you think ... Alannah?? asked Tessa as she stood behind me. She had stopped laughing and something of her previous uncertainty had returned. I shook my head. ?It?s ... amazing.? It was hard to wrench my eyes off the astonishing reflection, but I turned to her and said softly: ?Thank you.? Her relief was clear as she smiled back at me. Taking half a step forward, I brought my lips towards hers. As they came into contact I kissed her softly, marvelling at the unfamiliar taste of the cosmetic that we each wore. I felt her hand come up and gently caress my cheek and I shivered again at the contact. The shaft imprisoned in my panties throbbed with renewed urgency. As we broke from our kiss, Shauna placed a hand on each of our shoulders and gently turned us around to face her. ?Now,? she said firmly, ?I think it?s time you did something to thank us, don?t you Alannah?? I nodded. She looked at Tessa. ?Ever been eaten out by a girl?? The redhead shook her head, her eyes wide. Shauna smiled. ?You?re going to love it. Come on.? And taking us each by the hand, my goddess led us over to the couch ... [To be continued]