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Impersonating an Impersonator "Rob, you need to do something. These paparazzi give me no peace. I don't want to talk about Alex." Melody Rodriguez, the glamorous up and coming star in Hollywood was in her plush suite at the Ritz Carlton hotel. She had been discovered about two years earlier. She modelled her looks on Marilyn Monroe with full blonde hair and full pouty red lips. Her 36-24-34 figure was a copy of Monroe. She was a few inches taller than Monroe's 5'5". She had styled her voice in that sultry tone too. Melody was becoming a big hit, a modern day Marilyn. In order to promote her signing for a big new film, her management agency had put her, her style assistant Magda and Rob her personal aide, up for a few days at the Ritz Carlton hotel in Los Angeles. Of course all expenses were paid. Magda and Rob had adjacent rooms on either side of Mel's suite. There were many speculations that she and her much older boyfriend, Alex Markowitz, a whizz kid on Wall Street, were about to break off their engagement. There were rumors that Marco Guzman, her possible co-star in a new movie and just a few years older than Melody were now an item. Whatever Melody's success in Hollywood Alex would ensure her a very lavish lifestyle. Marco was not yet in that league. Melody was at her vanity. She had a dinner meeting with Alex tonight. Magda was her German born assistant, expert in style and a great makeup artist who had worked on many film sets. She made Melody look like Marilyn, her outside look. The artist management company had hired and was paying for Magda. They insisted she stay in the hotel rather than in her own apartment she shared with her mother. Now Magda was almost done and Melody was almost ready for her date. "I 'have arranged two limos," Rob said. "One will drive up to the front of the hotel. Magda will give me wig, long coat and a broad brimmed hat. Of course I'll wear big sunshades and enter the limo in front. Two minutes later a smaller limo will be at the back. Magda will escort you there and you can escape hopefully without being hindered." Rob was quite pleased with his organizational skills. He would disrobe somewhere and come back to the hotel as Rob. Rob had also a room at the Ritz Carlton on the same floor as Melody. He was at her beck and call 24/7. He was the brother of Melody's best friend, Anastasia. He had a pleasant manner, was a carbon copy of his sister who copied Melody's look and style. His thin frame made him similar to Melody in height and body mass. He had aspirations to also be in movies but had neither talent nor ambition. Anastasia and Melody had been in the same high school. Rob had fawned over Melody, beautiful but not yet a big star. Even before she entered college a Hollywood agent had discovered her in a high school production. College was postponed. Rumor had it that her very private meeting with the agent was conducted mostly on her knees. Her looks helped of course and a new 'Marilyn' was born. A few small roles, then B movies and Melody was on her way to stardom. She needed a lackey and Rob, a college dropout, was given the opportunity through the advice of Anastasia. He was smitten with Melody and would do anything for her. He wasn't paid much but never seemed to need his small one bedroom apartment or food. Most of his clothes were provided through Melody's expense account. Magda called Rob around 11.30 am. Melody was having a shower and wanted breakfast of orange juice, toast and tea when she finished. Rob ordered as requested and went to meet Melody and Magda 45 minutes later. The door to Melody's bedroom was closed but he could hear voices. He assumed that Melody was getting ready. There was only one appointment this afternoon at 3.30 pm with a film producer. Melody's mother, Felicia, was her agent and had insisted she take the appointment. Rob knew she would arrive earlier and they needed to be ready. Felicia was in her late forties but dressed and acted as if she was 20 years younger. Heavy makeup, short dresses and very high heels were her trademark style. Her hair was jet black and fell to her shoulders. It appeared she was trying to live the life she missed when she was in her twenties. This included a regular stream of toy boys that enjoyed her generosity. They didn't realize how short term these relationships were. Melody appeared to like a young mother who had similar tastes. It was also an advantage with older agents that appreciated Felicia's attention to their egos. Melody strode out in her usual style. Short green designer dress, matching heels and beautiful makeup. It certainly would impress the producer. Mother and daughter would do a number on him. Magda and Rob had big smiles on their faces. Melody took just a small sip of tea and a bite of toast. "Rob your trick worked perfectly. You deserve a raise. We need to work on that idea. I talked to Magda who can help." Her praise warmed Rob's heart and he mooned over her. He would have done anything she wanted. Felicia arrived late as could be expected. She was dressed and made up in her usual extravagant style. Nobody assisted with her makeup but she had done a superb job. Mother and daughter greeted each other with hugs and air kisses each gushing over how beautiful the other looked. They talked about their respective dates and the great restaurants and clubs they had visited. There was talk of fashion and who all they had seen and met in the last twenty four hours. This was a newly acquired trait. "Rob, please come with me. Let's let the ladies catch up. Mel, we'll be in Rob's room. Call whenever. Room 117." Just as they were heading out the producer Pascal Jordan arrived with a smile as big as his body. He was about 6ft 3"and 240 lbs. He had a beige suit with burgundy colored shirt unbuttoned almost to his navel. A heavy gold chain hung down very prominent against his open shirt and paunch. He had a dark complexion and wore a fedora hat. Rob and Magda left them to their discussions. Magda had a small bag with her. "So, Rob, Mel is very happy with what you did yesterday. It's an interesting idea. At night with a coat and hat it would be easy to fool the press. But, if Mel gets this part, you can be sure that there'll be more press and hangers on." Rob looked at Magda uncertain where this was headed. "What do you mean?" "Well, Mel thought you could take the deception a little further." "I don't understand," Rob stuttered. "Simple. Mel won't always be wearing a coat and hat. She wanted to see if you could impersonate her. You have similar height and body sizes so it shouldn't it be too hard." Rob looked at her with a blank look. "She wants me to look like her?" "Yes, that's jt. I don't think it will be too hard. You can carry it off." "No, I can't do that. I don't look like her and will never carry it off. What if people find out? I'll be a laughing stock." Rob paused. "I've never done anything like this before." "Look Rob, i can certainly make you look like her. You won't have to talk. Just wave and blow a kiss. I am sure Mel would appreciate your efforts and reward you." Rob looked downcast. He certainly did not want to displease Mel but this was asking too much. How could he say 'no'? "Look Rob, let me measure you. I'll need to get some stuff. I suggest we do a trial run and see how you look and feel. If it doesn't look perfect Mel won't want her image hurt by a bad impression. Agree?" Rob nodded. He couldnt understand how Mel could expect this of him. He didn't know how to refuse. He suffered the measurements that Magda took including shoe size. "Glad you appear to be similar in size and with some padding and corseting you will look great. You'll see," she said confidently. Rob looked glum. He didn't want to dress like a woman and look a fool. But he also was more scared to tell his idol that he wouldn't do this for her. Of course discretion was essential and Melody could be sure that Rob would not let her down in that regard. He was between the veritable rock and a hard place. His thoughts were interrupted by the phone ringing. Melody wanted them back. Magda and Rob returned to Melody's suite. Pascal Jordan was saying his goodbyes. Bright red lipstick marks were evident on each cheek. "See you at dinner at 8.00. I'll have Donna our PR lady attend with a draft press release." Pascal appeared to be very happy. "How did it go?" Magda asked. "Fabulous," was Felicia's reply. "Mel will be the star in his new movie. It's quite provocative and suits Mel's image well. Her co- star will be Marco Guzman." Melody and Felicia were beaming. "I need to go back and change for dinner," Felicia said. "Mel take a nap so you are ready for our dinner with Pascal." Felicia kissed Mel and left. "So Magda, did you discuss the idea with Rob?" Mel asked. Rob was still. "Yes. He's worried but I told him it's just for appearance. He won't have to talk. I think he's worried as he knows that he can't fail." Mel turned to Rob with that heartwarming smile. "Rob, i know this is asking a lot. I would be very grateful if you agreed. You know I can't ask anybody. I need to trust that person fully. With this new film there will be even more attention and I need to be able to move freely." Mel's voice got lower and more sexy implying Rob might enjoy some attention. "Magda, what do you need to get Rob ready? How much time will it take?" "Tonight Rob will dress like yesterday but he'll be ready tomorrow afternoon. I need to get some stuff. I will go shopping now. Will need some other specialty stuff tomorrow. In total I will need about 3 hours for the makeover. I'll be back by 6.30 or so to get you ready for tonight." Rob watched them talk as if he wasn't there. He didn't mind wearing the coat, wig, large hat and sunglasses to fool the press from a distance. But what Magda was planning appeared more elaborate and he had no idea what she was planning. Magda left the suite and Rob was left alone with Mel. She came up to him and hugged him tight pressing her breasts and crotch against him. "Thanks, Rob," she whispered. "I do appreciate it very much and won't forget it. Is there anything I can do to make up for it?" Her voice was sultry and she was in full Marilyn Monroe mode. He had never received such hugs from Mel or anyone else. She pressed her lips dangerously close to Rob's mouth, hands rubbing his crotch. He was in 7th heaven. "I am going to take a short nap. See you later," Mel said blowing him a kiss and went into the bedroom closing the door behind her. She didn't see Rob's bright red cheeks, Magda returned on time with several bags. She went immediately to Melody to get het ready for her dinner meeting. Rob was busy confirming the car arrangements. Cars would cover the back and front entrances at 7.45 pm. At the back of his mind was the thought that if this deception continued, tomorrow he would be entering the limousine dressed as a woman. He shook his head to clear the thought. Melody strode out of her bedroom at that time. She had a very short silver dress which showed her braless bust. The cut of the dress seemed to push her breasts together creating the impression of larger breasts. The blonde hair and bright red lips further enhanced the Monroe look. She was truly a beautiful sexy doll. "The cars are here," Magda said. "Rob, here's the coat. I have the wig and hat." It wasn't a particularly good wig but it would mostly be covered by the broad brimmed hat. Rob put on the ankle length coat and bent down to allow Magda to position the wig on his head. "Just a moment," Magda said and applied s layer of bright red lipstick to a startled Rob's lips. "You may as well get used to it," she said with a smile. Rob stood there nonplused. Magda shooed him out of the door. "Hands in pocket and don't take off the shades till you are ready to be Rob. Only your shoes will give you away. Try to sway your hips in the lobby." With no choice left and Mel watching him, Rob tried to sway toward the elevator. Thankfully nobody met nor did the elevator halt till the ground floor. He sauntered out toward the main door and the forecourt where the car was waiting. There were many milling around but he ignored them and strode purposefully forward anxious to be out of the building. "Hey Mel. Did you meet Pascal today? Wait up..." the voice intoned. Rob's heart beat faster but he did t look back. He was sure people were looking at him but he kept walking out if the door. He was sure the doorman knew he wasn't Mel but as the door closed he breathed a huge sigh of relief. The driver gave him a plastic bag as the driver proceeded downtown. Rob quickly shed the coat, hat and wig and used the wipe to remove the lipstick. The limousine went into a parking garage where Rob quickly exited. He decided to walk a little to clear his mind. Tomorrow would be more difficult. On impulse he called Magda and asked if she could meet. "I can meet you in thirty minutes in the bar downstairs if you are buying." "Sure," Rob said. He needed to understand what was expected of him. Rob rushed back and entered the bar at the same time. He got her a whisky as requested and a wine for himself whilst Magda found a quiet table. "So, what's up?" She asked drinking her Jack Daniels neat. Rob was drinking white wine. "Magda, I'm really scared of doing this for Mel. A reporter yelled out to Mel as I was in the lobby earlier. It scared me. What if I am dressed like her and they want to talk to me or chase me?" Magda took a sip of her JD . "Rob, the problem is you can't get some two bit actress to do this. She'll make demands and could sell her story etc. You are about Mel's size and you'll look like her when I am done. I don't think you have to speak. If you must, just say 'See Donna, the PR lady in a soft voice." "Magda, I'm scared. I haven't done this before. I'll screw it up." "Well, you can't. Mel is depending on you. There are two things to worry about. Walking confidently in heels and talking. With a little practice both can be overcome." Rob sipped his wine totally dejected. This was more than he had ever expected. But he knew Mel had no real other option. Making a fuss in the lobby would be something to expect after the announcement. "Rob, we can make it a little easier for tomorrow. Come upstairs with me," Magda said draining her glass. Rob drained his glass and followed with his bag of discarded items. They ride the elevator in silence. Magda was next door to Mel, on the other side of Rob's room. Her bed was littered with packages. She rummaged around and picked out a bag and a box. "In this bag is a tube of depilatory. Rub it all over your body, underarms, hands and legs before you shower tonight. Also in between your cheeks. If you want to remove your pubes that's ok too. Go as far as your neck but not your face. You don't have much hair anyway it seems. Wait till it tingles and shower. There is another pack of moisturizer. Apply that after you have dried yourself." Magda looked at Rob's growing discomfort. "This next part is more important. It'll take some practice but you'll manage." Magda opened the box and took out a pair of black heels. "There is a pair of short stockings in the bag. Pull them on and step into the shoes. Hold on to something and find your balance. These are 3" for daytime but you will need 4" for the evenings. Try to wiggle your butt as you walk. This will be the hardest part but you'll get used to it quickly. Let me know the fit early in the morning. I have to pick up a few things and if the shoes are not comfortable, I can change them." Magda was still rummaging among the bags. She pulled out a flimsy garment and put it into the bag. "This is a pair of panties. Get used to wearing them whilst you walk. There'll need to be a corset, padding and some breast forms so you have Mel's figure. Learning to balance will be key. I know many transvestites that do it regularly and convincingly. Some actually look better than genetic women." Rob took all of this in. His mind was in turmoil. He had no idea how he would pull this off. He was worried about humiliating himself. More important he didn't want to disappoint or cause problems for his idol. She had hinted at a reward. She had come dangerously close to kissing him on the mouth. He had no choice. He had to practice till he could be seen as Mel. In his room Rob unpacked the stuff Magda gave him. He entered the spacious bathroom in the nude. He applied the cream all over his body including his neck, arms, chest, legs and body. He tried to be careful but inevitably his shaking hands dribbled the depilatory over his pubic region. Seeing no choice he applied the cream all over the area. He waited the required time and had a long hot shower. His body never had much hair but he admired the smoothness to touch. He walked naked to the bedroom and pulled on the panties. The bulge at his crotch wasn't big. He pulled on the ankle length stockings. Now for the challenge. He slipped into the heels. He was seated on the bed. It seemed the shoes fit quite well. There was nothing to hold on to. Rob had to turn around and put hi full weight on the heels half bent over the bed. As he stood upright his calf muscles cramped. He stood upright slowly and put his full weight on the heels. If he fell, it would be on the bed. The cramp was terrible but he stood still. Arms outstretched for balance he took a few tentative steps. He ignored the pain not wanting to humiliate himself or Melody. Each step became a little easier and he was determined to get this right. His little penis grew inside the panties and this distracted him from the pain. With growing confidence and diminishing pain he walked around the room. His arms were at his side. This lasted more than thirty minutes. Rob was elated as he collapsed on the bed tired, in pain and with his penis at full mast. It didn't take more than a few strokes for him to erupt on his bare stomach. He fell asleep in that position panties under his sac and in heels. Rob woke early remembering the events of the previous night. He sat upright and slid off the bed. He had worn the shoes all night and whilst they fit snugly the strain on his calf muscles was immediately noticeable. He knew it would ease and sat down on the bed and removed them feeling immediate relief. He grabbed his phone and sent a message to Magda. The shoes would do. He removed them and the panties and stepped into the shower. The warm water over his smooth body felt great. He took a long time to run his soap bar over his body. Rob dressed quickly and heard the ping of his phone. It was Magda asking him to come to her room for around 11.30. So now it was getting serious and his anxiety grew as he went down for breakfast. On his second cup of coffee, mulling through all he would be doing that day, Rob received a call from an unknown local number. "Rob?" The female voice asked. "This is Donna, Pascal Jordan's PR assistant. "Hi Donna," Rob replied. "This is Rob. How are you?" "Good. Rob. Mel gave Pascal your number, I just wanted to go over the details of the press conference." "Yes, great. What's the plan?" "We'll have a 5 pm news conference in the hotel in time for the evening news. We expect around 30. There is a drinks and dinner event planned for around 8 heavy press guys in a club for 7 pm. Mel says you have a plan for her to disappear and be there on time. " "Yes, we have discussed that. We'll create a diversion." "Ok. I'll be there earlier and we can chat." "Great," Rob said with heart in mouth. If they wanted him to go through with this how would he meet Donna as Rob? How could he persuade many reporters that he was Mel? He saw disaster in every aspect of this. Rob went back upstairs and organized the limousines. He tried to prepare himself for the challenges to follow. He had some time before meeting Magda. He rolled up his pants and slipped on the short stockings and heels. He practiced walking till he needed to prepare to meet Magda. At the time he removed the heels and put them in a bag. He went to Magda. "Hi Rob. Ready for your debut? Mel wants to see us to coordinate events this afternoon." They went to Mel's suite. She was dressed in a short silk robe and 4" mules. Except for the blonde hair tied in a scarf she had no similarity to the Monroe image known to the public. Magda's skills would transform Mel - and Rob - to sexy Marilyn lookalikes. "Hey Rob," Mel greeted Rob. "Just wanted to go over the details with you. I guess Donna called you. She'll be here later." "Yes. She wants to meet me earlier but not sure how to do that." "Why? What's the problem?" "I think by that time Magda will be ...i mean she would be making me into a double of you. So if I meet her, she'll know our game quickly." Mel looked at Rob and then gave a big smile. "Yes, I want to see that. Hope Pascal won't choose you over me, especially for those raunchy scenes with Marco." Her voice trailed off. "I'll talk to Donna myself. Magda will be busy with you. It has to be perfect. Magda you have everything you need?" "Yes Mel. Please call me a little before you go down to the press event so I can check your face etc. You should be able to meet your double then too." Magda paused. "We have to be careful. Mel, if you want to change before dinner, we'll have make sure Rob meets you in the club somewhere and you go in to meet the press. But the press will wonder how you changed. I have two identical outfits so people won't see an outfit change." Mel thought for a minute. "That's ok for today but I may want a change for other times. So we'll have to get two of every outfit." She paused and added, "I'll have to be extra nice to Pascal so he increases his PR budget." Mel's smile indicated how she might achieve this. "Rob will get to wear some really sexy outfits." Rob looked at her blankly. There was no response needed. "Magda, how long will this take?" "I know it has to be perfect. Rob needs some time to adjust to the outfit and shoes. So 3-4 hours would be good." "Yes, but I need you too. I need to be ready by 4.45 although I can keep them waiting too." "Yes, I know," Magda said. "If we start now we should be ok. For today, you will go to dinner in the same outfit. I already got two of the dresses." Rob and Magda left Mel. "I hope you are ready," Magda said. "This will take time. Did you remove your hair?" Rib nodded. "Yes. I'm not very hairy but couldnt reach some parts." "I need to check. You don't need to be shy with me. I have seen many man parts before." Magda smiled. "I have helped some boys to become girls. Go into the bathroom and undress completely. I'll be a minute." A dazed Rob entered the bathroom and took off all his clothes, socks and shoes except for his boxers. He would wait to see what Magda intended. He was glad that the bathroom was warm. Magda entered soon after in a white smock. She smiled when she saw his boxers. "No need to be shy. I'll be seeing a lot more of that thing between your legs. And I think I have seen and handled much bigger judging by the bulge." Magda inspected every part of Rob's body: his chest, underarms, his arms and legs. She then turned him around and inspected his back. There was a few scrapes as a razor removed some stray hairs. "Drop the pants," she commanded. Reluctantly Rob complied. She saw the scraggly growth down there with Rob's depilatory efforts. "I'll have to shave all down there," she said mechanically. Rob didn't ask why she needed to do that. He was frozen in fear and shame. With a some soap and razor Magda went to work and Rob ended with a bald patch above his penis. Magda lifted his sac and inspected the area to his nether hole. "We don't need this for today's outfit, but not knowing what Mel's plans are, I suggest you use the depilatory again in the crack and around your sac tomorrow before you shower." There was no explanation why that was necessary. He had done that earlier. "You had better use the toilet as it may be difficult later. Then, have two close shaves of your face against the hair growth and come into the bedroom," Magda said and left. Rob was reminded of a lamb being led to slaughter. There were many items laid out on the dresser and bed. The writing table with desk lamp had a large makeup case. A table mirror with bright lamp was also positioned there. A rather startlingly accurate wig, close to Mel's Marilyn style, was sitting on a wig stand. Soon it would be on his head. Magda felt his face and seem satisfied with the smoothness. "For today, we can use the breast forms with the planned outfit. If the dresses get more risqu?, we'll have to glue them on. You can keep them on for longer but may have to dress as a woman for that period. We'll see. Step into this and position your penis into the pouch. We definitely need you flat down there." There was no shame left as Rob slipped on the gaffe and inserted his penis as instructed. He felt Magda pull the thong tight from behind and felt his manly bits squashed but the front was flat. The thin material between his legs seemed strange. "You'll have to sit and pull this aside to go to the toilet." Magda already was warning him. "Here, pull this up," she said handing him some black silk panties edged with white lace. After he was done she asked him to hold out his hands. She pulled them through a white silk bra. Two rather large jelly like substances were applied and the bra straps tightened. They felt cool against his chest. "They'll warm up soon," Magda said with a big smile. "It's fun having big boobs, isn't it?" Rob could imagine the big bust on Mel and he would be like her very soon. It was scary. "Make sure you thrust your chest forward, don't slouch. You have seen how Mel makes everyone aware of her assets," Magda advised. Rob looked at her blankly. "I think we had get you into the stockings and dress first before the makeup. Perhaps we can return one if you don't get any marks on it." Magda pulled out a pack of shimmering white stockings. They were in fact white pantyhose which had a glitter look. "This'll help keep the bulge under control." Magda rolled up the hose on his bare legs and Rob shivered with pleasure at the sensation. The tight elastic was pulled high up his waist. The dress was next. It was also white, very short and also appeared to have the glitter effect. Magda tugged and pulled until the front appeared to show the big bulge of the breasts but accidents were not possible. "Now step into these heels. Hold on to me for support till you get your balance." Magda slipped his hosed feet into a pair of red heels. They contrasted sharply with the white of his dress and hose. Rob stood holding on to Magda. The shoes fit well but the familiar cramp in his calf muscles soon became evident. After a few moments he took a few tentative steps holding on to Magda but soon became confident. The heels were higher but he knew the cramp would go away. He walked a few steps, restricted by the tight dress. "Remember to swing your hips as best you can," Magda reminded him and led him to sit on the stool in front of the mirror. She draped a cape around his shoulders. "Can't get anything on the dress," she said tying the cape around his neck. It had a slit in front just below his neck. She turned his face and shone the light directly onto Rob's face. "I'll have to use a concealer. I don't know exactly when the PR thing is over but we don't want Mel to have any 5'oclock shadow now, do we? I am going to cover your brows and draw brows much like Mel's. I may have to pluck them later if this gets serious." There was nothing for Rob to say. He had no idea what concealer was. The first item was a cap that was pulled tightly over his head. It flattened his hair and he felt Magda applying cello tape from the corners of his forehead to the back cross wise. He wished he could see what she was doing, but that wasn't to be. "Please close your eyes and don't open till I tell you," Magda commanded. There was a brief alcohol smell and Rob felt a prick in his left and right ears. "All Mel's earrings are dangling from pierced ears. Yours need to match hers. These are the little things that might give you away." Two studs were inserted but this would only be temporary. His now pierced ears would have long dangling strands that Mel seemed to like. "When you change back, clean the holes and wear the studs till the next change." Rob was stunned. Magda worked in fierce concentration occasionally asking him to look up or down. A heavy coat of something was applied to his face, neck and even down to the top of the bra. Powder was carefully applied to the chest area not to fall on the dress. There were applications with sponges, brushes, powder puffs and soft pencils. A lot of time was spend on the eyes ending with the gluing of some long curling lashes. Mascara was applied heavily to the upper and lower lashes. Rob wasn't aware of the time as he let Magda work her magic. He also felt Magda carefully outline his lips, somewhat to the edge of his own mouth and then a heavy scented color was applied to his lips. In fact many layers of color with him applying pressure into a tissue in between applications. He saw the bright red of the color that Magda was using. It was the same he had seen on Mel's lips. "Let's see the final effect before I make corrections," Magda said. "Don't look till I am done." Moments later Rob felt the wig pulled over his head. Magda tugged it into place and brushed it. She must have used half a can of spray. Pins attached the wig firmly to the cap on his head. He could feel the hair around his ears. A white faux pearl necklace went around his neck. The studs were replaced with a matching pair of faux pearl earrings. "Just one last thing and Mel will be ready," Magda said. "I am really proud of how you look. You can carry it off. Remember, don't slouch and walk proudly, thrusting your bust forward. A few more things and we'll see how you look." Magda took out a small packet and began to attach some nails to his fingers. These were little tabs of double sided tape and the nails pressed on top. "We need to paint this to match your lips. I used the tabs as it will be only for a short time. But be careful, they can fall of easily. If it is for longer we need to glue them down like the breasts." Magda continued to attach all ten nails, pressing firmly to ensure adhesion. She used small balls of cotton to spread his fingers and then carefully painted the nails. "Don't move. They need a little time to dry." Rob blinked through his large eyelashes and wondered just what had he become. Magda patiently applied the varnish taking care not to get any color on his hands. It took some fifteen minutes before Magda pronounced her ready. "Ready for the big reveal?" she asked. Rob looked at her. Did he look stupid? Magda was a great makeup artist but she had very little to work with here. She undid the cape and helped him stand. "Steady now. You have heels on and need to find your balance." She held his elbow for a few paces. He walked to the full length mirror behind the door. Magda followed close behind with instructions on how to move. The vision in the mirror blew him away. He was looking at Mel, busty Mel with those bright red lips. He had to blink his heavy eyelashes to realize he was looking at himself. Magda had a big smile on her face, very pleased with her creation. Rob turned sideways and admired his body silhouette. The breasts appeared very prominent but in keeping with Mel's image. He admired the beautiful makeup which made him look like the pouty image of Marilyn. He loved the bigger looking mouth which glistened with color and he ran his tongue across his lips tasting the creamy lipstick. "Mel will love her double," Magda said enthusiastically. "Be careful with that pout. Fetching as it is, some guy may want to see it in use." Magda's grin widened at the insinuation. "I think Mel is an expert in that." Rob didn't fully realize what Magda was saying. He had heard that Mel knew how to get what she wanted. He thought it was mild flirtation but did she go further?. He let his manicured hands wander across his breasts and flat stomach. His groin area was also flat. He had become the perfect female. He liked what he saw very much. After some time of self-admiration Magda's words hit home and his mind raced. "What do you mean?" he asked through those red lips. Magda saw the growing discomfort in Rob. "I can see you are excited by the new you and I am very pleased with my creation. Remember, Mel is not yet in the super league. No bodyguards or security to protect her. If you are walking to the car or from the car on your own, you don't want some eager fan to think he can accost Mel. He'll get a nasty surprise as will you. You need to be Mel, but don't overdo it. OK?" Rob's shoulders slouched. A new fear had crept in. "Don't slouch. Always smile and thrust out your breasts. You've seen how Mel does that. You look good and I didn't mean to scare you. I want to show you to Mel and then to her mother. Let's see if she can tell who her daughter is." A new reality lay ahead. Magda was observing Rob or Mel. "You like this don't you?" she said with a smile. "I wonder whether you would like to be Robin, your female alter ego, and not a copy of Mel." Rob looked at her with a strange expression. "Robin? I can't believe what you have done. Incredible. I look better as a girl." It was an honest observation. "Yes, you do look good. Can't call you Rob and a 'he'. I must go see to Mel. Just admire yourself and practice walking. You don't have to walk far but observers can't have any doubts that you are the original Mel. I'll be back soon." Magda left the room. Rob continued to admire himself and then was jolted by Magda's words. He decided to walk some steps trying to imitate Mel's gait. He couldn't help casting glances in the mirror as to how beautiful he looked. He continued to walk around with frequent glances at that full length mirror. He put a sway into his hips imitating Mel but it was too exaggerated. Mel had already dressed and was doing her makeup. Magda needed to add finishing touches and also do her hair. Today, her style had to match Rob's. Mel turned and looked at Magda, eyebrows raised with an unspoken question. "He looks fabulous, just like you. Let's get you ready and we can compare side by side. Can't call him Rob so I named him Robin." Mel nodded in agreement. If it failed, she would call Robin a failed copycat. "Yes, I am not sure what the plan is. I think after the press event, I will come back up here to freshen my makeup etc. Then, Robin and you will leave here and drive around for 45 minutes and come back here through the back entrance. If people see him they will think I came back for something. Felicia and I will leave through the back exit." "That should work," Magda said and began to style Mel's hair. It was just past 4 pm and Mel wanted to meet Robin. She had been alone for almost an hour. Magda went back to her room and found Robin preening in front of the mirror. She was very happy. "I've been practicing," she said as an excuse. "Good," Magda replied and rummaged around in her closet. She handed Robin a matching silver purse. She opened it and added the lipstick. "I don't think you'll need much else," she said. With a small bottle she sprayed Robin with perfume lightly behind the ears, on her wrists and down her cleavage. Robin just stood there as the moment of truth was approaching. "Showtime," Magda said and led her out. Mel was still in the bedroom as Magda and Robin walked in. They could hear Mel on the phone. Robin stood there nervously as she tried to stand comfortably in those heels. They were not sure who Mel was talking to when there was a knock on the door. It was past 4 pm. Magda opened the door and Felicia breezed in. She was dressed to the nines in a low cut dress that exposed a large part of her bosom. She saw Robin and walked right up to her. "Darling, you look fabulous as usual," she mouthed hugging Robin and pressing her cheeks together not to spoil the makeup. She wasn't looking closely at the startled Robin as she was talking about the press event and how important it was and that Mel should certainly play up to Pascal. She picked up the telephone and ordered coffee for four. As Robin stared at her, she mouthed that Pascal might also arrive. Felicia went on to talk about the dinner and who all she expected and what a great event it would be. She had told Pascal that Mel was very happy with those raunchy scenes and liked Marco. Magda and Robin looked at Felicia who continued to babble on. There was another knock on the door and Magda opened it thinking it was room service. It was Alex, Mel's fianc?e. "Alex," Felicia gushed, "what a nice surprise. We didn't expect you here." She rushed to him and gave him a kiss on both cheeks leaving bright imprints on his cheeks. Alex had eyes only for Robin. "Mel, you look gorgeous," he said bounding up to a startled Robin. He hugged her and his lips found Robins and gave her a deep tongue kiss. He held her face and Robin put her arms at his waist trying to thrust him away, But Alex was too busy trying to thrust his tongue down Robin's throat. Finally he broke off looking apologetic. "Sorry, darling, I couldn't resist. You look so beautiful. I just wanted to wish you well for the press conference. I won't be there but perhaps we can reconnect later." His tone indicated clearly what he wanted tonight. Magda was galvanized into action and ran to the bedroom where Mel was. She came back out a few minutes later and saw Alex's hand around a bewildered Robin's waist. "We need to fix your makeup," Magda improvised and led Robin into the bedroom. Felicia started to tell Alex what was happening tonight. In the bedroom, Mel was startled to see a real life image of herself. She was even more distracted to see the smudged lipstick on a bewildered Robin. Her hand flew to her mouth as she couldn't believe that she was looking at Rob, now transformed into her double. Magda had her fingers to her lips indicating the need for silence. She ushered both Mels into the en suite bathroom and closed the door. "We have to finish so you can go to meet Alex and pretend you loved his kisses," Magda said. "Then please go down with Felicia to the large salon on the 2nd floor for the press event. I'll wait here with Robin here and fix her face." "We weren't expecting Alex and he thought Rob here was you. He was so taken with the look that he had to thrust his tongue down Rob's throat. He didn't figure out that Rob was your double," Magda explained. "Oh my God, Rob. You look beautiful," Mel gushed and rushed to hug Rob. A startled Rob just stood there silently. He had not expected this kind of reception. Mel didn't seem to care that Alex had kissed Rob so fiercely. "Mel you have to go back there and pretend Alex kissed you. He won't expect it to take so long to repair your lipstick. You are done but you need a spray of that perfume. See if you can get rid of him politely. Felicia also thought Rob was you. She doesn't know you have a double." Magda sprayed Mel liberally and pushed her out of the bathroom. Magda inspected her creation. The many layers of paint and gloss had helped but there still smudges at the edge. That wasn't acceptable and Magda had Rob blot his lips on a tissue and reapplied many layers of lip color and gloss. Rob accepted her ministrations in silence, his mind still working on Alex's kiss. He had not resisted as he should have. He knew Mel would not have resisted. Alex expected to kiss his lady friend any way he wanted. Rob was too startled to react but neither had he resisted. Magda led him out of the bathroom and asked him to wait quietly in the bedroom. She would check out the situation. Rob sat on the bed, his purse in hand and wondered what else might happen. He heard voices but wasn't concentrating. His mind was on the beautiful lady staring back at him on the large desktop mirror. Indeed, it looked very much like Marilyn. The door opened and Magda and Mel appeared. They startled Rob out of his self-admiration. "Finally managed to get rid of Alex with a promise to meet later. So, here's my thought," Mel said. "Rob, I mean Robin here will wait with Magda until the press conference is done. Perhaps get a bite to eat. I'll try to come back up after the press meeting but who knows. I will call or text. Then you both will leave here through the front entrance and enter the limo to head to the club. Felicia and I will discreetly leave by the back entrance. Felicia doesn't know I have a double. She didn't realize that it wasn't her daughter. Great work, Magda." Mel smiled at the thought. "After driving around you come back here through the back entrance. But Robin, stay dressed till I call Magda. Who knows what will happen. Ok? Please stay close to your phones, I can text you the plans." Robin looked at her blankly. Did Mel want Robin to return to being boring old Rob? He wouldn't get anybody to kiss him. That was sure. Robin just sat there glumly and nodded. "We'll be leaving soon so please stay here. You can order room service." Mel and Magda went into the en suite together. It didn't take long and Mel appeared with bright lips and a new application of perfume. "I love how we look," she said and went back into the suite to talk to Felicia. "We haven't had lunch. So eating sooner is better. Agree?" Magda suggested to Robin looking at the menu from the binder on the sideboard. "Something small," Robin suggested. "I am not hungry." "You have to eat. You know how erratic Mel is. I'll order some soup and we can share a sandwich. Turkey on rye?" Robin nodded. Magda was right. She may have to stay dressed like this for some time. But that was something she looked forward to. She smiled at the thought. Even as the food was being ordered, they heard the bang of the suite door. Mel and Felicia were on their way to the press meeting. Magda and Robin enjoyed their food and Magda inquired how Robin felt. "As I said, I can't believe the transformation," she replied softly. Magda looked at her curiously. "Yes, I can see that you are enjoying this. You make a great looking double for Mel and or Marilyn," she said finishing her sandwich. "Perhaps you should continue to dress as a girl. I think you may get more attention from boys and girls." Robin looked at her. "Boys?" She hadn't realized that as Mel's double, she appeared to be an attractive girl and would be accosted by men. Some girls even would want a relationship with her. "Of course. Look how Alex reacted? He didn't know the difference between you and Mel. I am glad you reacted that way as otherwise this scheme would have been in ruins. He liked kissing you." She paused for a moment. "I think you liked being kissed by him too. He couldn't tell the difference and he should know. Although, judging by the large tent in his pants, he wasn't thinking with his big head." Robin considered that. He didn't want to say it to Magda, but she was right. He had enjoyed it. He was saved from answering as Magda looked at her watch. "They'll be back soon. Let's get you all ready. I'll put the tray outside" Magda led Robin into the bedroom." Magda closely inspected Robin's face and did her touchups. The lips especially were back now to a bright shining color with plenty of gloss. "OK. I'll spray some perfume later. We had better go to my room so Felicia doesn't see you. When I get Mel ready, she and Felicia will exit through the back entrance. Don't forget your purse," Magda took Robin back to her room. Moments later Magda received a message. Mel was on her way back up. Perfect timing. It was around 6.30 pm. "You stay here and admire yourself. I'll be back soon and then it will be show time." Magda's smile indicated she knew well what Robin would be doing just that whilst she was gone. It was almost thirty minutes when Magda walked back in. "Ready Mel?" she asked with a grin. "You have to respond to Mel, remember that." She gave Robin a light spray of perfume. "Let's go." Magda led them out of her room toward the elevators. "Sway your hips a little if you can. Don't exaggerate," Magda said squeezing Robin's arm. The elevator was empty as they descended and the doors opened to a busy lobby. "Smile!" Magda commanded as the doors opened. Robin was now pushed out and began to walk toward the main entrance which lay straight ahead. "Hey Mel, Good Luck," someone shouted. "What do you think of your lead actor Marco?" 'Mel' waved her hand without looking back. They walked out, Magda a pace behind. The limo was waiting and the concierge sprang to attention opening doors. Magda walked around as Robin entered the car as instructed by sitting down sideways and swinging her legs in. The concierge had a big smile as she flashed her legs. The limo drove off and Magda patted Robin's knee. "Well done. That was perfect." The car drove slowly toward the club. "Driver, please see if we have any cars following us. Take a leisurely route." Robin sat there silently staring out of the front vehicle not keen to turn and discover anybody. Magda too was silent for a little while. "It seems the press event was a blast. You saw that as we left the hotel. It seems that there will be quite a few people hanging around waiting to catch 'Marilyn'. It will be easier when we move out of the hotel." "Yes," Robin said, her mind was on how she would cope with life if she didn't have the chance to impersonate Mel. Magda could feel the anxiety in Robin and tapped her knee. "Don't worry. I would be very happy to practice and teach you about makeup and stuff. You do make a beautiful girl. Have fun with it, OK? I just hope Mel appreciates what you are doing and rewards you accordingly." I don't think Mel would like me to dress like her all the time. I am so confused but.. but I don't think I can walk away from this so easily. I don't know what to think." "Robin, don't try to think about Mel. She will use us and discard us as the mood fits. I think she will be leaving the Ritz in a day or two and things will change. Do something for Rob. As I said, I am there for you whenever you need me. I have helped friends like you before so I understand." Magda reached out and patted Robin's knee again. The limo was approaching the club. There were several other limos dropping off and also parked. "Find a quiet spot," Magda told the driver dialing a number. She let it ring but there was no answer. "I'll step out and check things out. Mel will stay with you in the car. If there's a hustle, drive away. I'll call you. I won't be long." Robin and the driver remained in the dark. As Magda promised, she was back soon. "Back to the hotel, back entrance," she commanded. Suddenly the lights came on and the driver sped away. It took some time but soon they were at the back entrance. "Mel is enjoying the attentions of the press. She said that by 9 or so she will decide." "Decide what?" Robin asked slowly. ""I am not sure. She may go on with Pascal and Marco or she may come back to the hotel with Felicia. Who knows? But then at least you can get changed." There was a short pause. "Now, I do have some other stuff I got and if you would like to go to the bar and have a drink as Robin, I think there may be some stuff I can use." Magda had a big smile on her face. "Your official debut as Robin." Robin looked at Magda through those large lashes. She wasn't sure if Magda was serious. "I can't go there," was Robin's frightened voice. "Listen, you passed well and nobody said anything. If they did, it is probably how great you looked. Then, if you want to go to the bar, it won't be anything looking like Mel. I can guarantee that. Finally, I will be there and you will be buying. Deal?" Magda was very persuasive. Robin wanted to be her own person. Not the impersonation of Mel who was impersonating Marilyn Monroe. If this would delay changing back it would be good. "OK," she replied softly. "If you will come with me." "And miss a free drink? Not a chance." It was well past 8 pm that they arrived at the back entrance to the Ritz Carlton hotel. They walked in silence to the elevators at the back, also used by service staff, and went to Mel's suite. For the first time in several hours, Robin felt secure and at peace. There was no fear of intrusions. As Magda indicated, Mel was sure to party the evening away with Pascal or her new co-star Marco or anyone else who paid her attention. "I think we deserve a drink, don't you?" Magda asked and opened the minibar. There wasn't anything of interest. Magda called room service for bottle of champagne, house brand. She didn't want to overdo it. "I'll be right back," she said and left the suite. Robin sat there pondering at events. It was strange to be at peace in these strange garments, face painted heavily with large curling eyelashes, a blonde wig on the head and a rather large set of breasts pushing out the dress on top. She still couldn't believe the transformation. Robin sat there at the table on a straight backed chair contemplating her bright red nails. They made her fingers look slimmer and longer. She didn't have big hands but the longer nails and color made the hands more feminine. She was startled by a knock on the door. It had to be Magda. She got up and gently opened the door to find it was room service with the champagne. Without choice, she opened the door and waiter placed the bottle in an ice bucket with several glasses on the desk. "Shall I pour Miss Rodriguez?" "Two glasses please," Robin said in a soft voice. The waiter poured, requested a signature and was gone. That went quite easily. Except for the waiter's constant stare, there was no hitch. A few moments later Magda appeared with a bag and a box. "Good," she remarked. "A toast to Robin," she said, clinked glasses and took a big gulp. Robin just took a sip and saw a faint red mark at the edge of the glass. The gloss had avoided a big lip print. "It's still a little early to hear from Mel. So you can't change fully. But I can easily swop out the wig. Want to try?" Robin's nod and smile assented. "Let's move to the bedroom where I can put the wig on the stand in case we need it later," Magda said. "Let's take the bottle with us too." Between them they took the bottle, glasses and Magda's bags into the bedroom. Robin got another chance to admire her looks in the large mirror. Nothing had changed. The girl looking back was beautiful. "Sit on this stool here so I have better light," Magda said and moved Robin to the low stool in front of the counter with all Mel's makeup and accessories. After another big sip of the champagne, Magda began to unpin the wig. She had hardly removed one pin, when a, "Hello, Mel," sounded from the suite entrance. Magda and Robin were startled. Magda pushed the pin back to secure the wig and indicated Robin should stay silent. She went out of the bedroom, thankful it was at right angles to the entrance and large seating area. "Hello," the voice repeated. Even before Magda disappeared through the door, they both recognized the voice it was Alex. Robin was startled. How did Alex get in? What did he want? Alex came into the bedroom. "Great, I'm glad you got back early." Alex approached the seated Robin who stood up quickly not realizing she wore those high heels. She fell against him and into his arms. Before she could say anything she had to accept his lips firmly pressed to hers again and tongue seeking to enter her throat. It was a long deep kiss and Robin found her arms around his neck. She thought it was for balance but somewhere deep down she knew this is the way Mel would have kissed her boyfriend. Finally, they broke the kiss and Robin was able to breathe. She let herself down onto the stool and looked up at Alex. "How did you get in?" she asked breathlessly. Alex's grin grew wider. "You gave me your room key that first night so I could visit you late. Remember?" "Oh yes," was all Robin could say. Mel had obviously entertained Alex that night. Magda was still in the doorway, arms akimbo. She knew Robin's plight and was grateful they had not gone further. She was also upset that her champagne was going to waste. "Magda, can you give us some privacy?" Alex asked. His lecherous grin indicated his intentions. "Mel, you have to be up early and there are certain things I need to do to your hair and clothes before you can go to bed. I'll give you guys thirty minutes and then I am back in." Magda touched her crotch and looked at Robin who could see the bulge in Alex's groin. Magda moved her hand in an unmistakable motion indicating Robin should stimulate him with her hands. Thankfully Alex had his back to Magda. "Thirty minutes, Alex," and Magda left. Alex bent down and kissed Robin deep again. It was awkward at that angle. "I've missed this these last few days," Alex said and moved Robin's hand to his bulge. She had no choice and rubbed it gently. Alex broke the kiss, stood upright and undid his belt and zipper. His pants fell and a moment later he pushed down on his boxers. A rather large cut cock emerged. Robin looked at Alex and stroked his hard tool. She had no choice. It was the first time she had another man's cock in her hands. She hoped to distract him from the thought in her mind: he wanted to fuck her mouth. "I know you like this. You resisted so long," Alex said, covering her hands with his own and pointing his swollen member toward her red mouth. Robin wasn't sure what to do. There didn't appear to be a choice so she opened her mouth and took in the head. She salivated to make it easier as she tried to copy the motions that Rob's ex-girlfriend had done to him. But this was massive relative to Rob's small member. Alex thrust deeper and Robin let him squeezing his sac and hoping he would finish soon. She wasn't sure how long it lasted before she felt his eruption as he kept her head firmly in place forcing her to swallow. His movements slowed down. He withdrew his cock and held it to her mouth like a lipstick making sure his cockhead covered the full area of her lips. "You swallowed all like a good girl. You like my lipstick?" he asked with a wicked grin. "Not much left but will add some gloss, I think." "Alex, I think you're done. Please leave now." Magda spat the words out, upset at what she had seen. Alex turned quickly, pulled up his boxers and pants, leaned down and kissed Robin on the mouth. He didn't seem to mind his own taste. "That was great. I am happy you finally swallowed," he said and walked out. "Bastard," Magda said as she saw Robin's smeared lipstick and bemused expression. She came up and hugged her tightly. They stayed silent. There was nothing to say. Magda had seen the end. Robin wasn't sure how long Magda had been looking. "I hate it when men force fuck your face. It's nice when the penis grows in your mouth and I only swallow if I like them. I know you had no choice." Magda hugged Robin tighter. "He had quite a large cock and you managed to take it in well." There was a short pause as Magda let Robin go. "Mel must have set you up. She never mentioned Alex had a key. She must have told him to come back later for some fun. She told you to stay dressed as Mel in her suite. There needs to be payback," Magda spat. "Let's get you changed and go down and have that drink. First, we both need it, you more than me to wash that taste out. And second, let's see if we can turn the tables on Mel." Magda unpinned the Marilyn wig fully. Looking in the mirror Robin was horrified. She saw the taped wig cap, the big eyelashes and the bright red pouty mouth that had just brought a penis to orgasm. She looked bald. Magda's laugh brought her out of her reverie. "What's so funny?" she asked. "I was just thinking, Robin. If Mel has blown Alex and not swallowed, she will find herself having to impersonate you now to keep Alex happy. If Alex had fucked your arse, Mel would have to offer Alex that pleasure too. Perhaps you should tease Pascal and Marco. Then Mel will have to act like you offering her mouth and arse to them." That brought a laugh to both of them. "Payback's a bitch." "You think they'd be interested?" Robin asked blushing at the thought. Magda looked at Robin and burst out laughing. "You don't need to do anything, just tease them and indicate you would let them know your mouth and arse are available. Your pussy is for Alex. Which red blooded man doesn't want to be blown by Marilyn or fuck her arse?" Robin smiled at the thought. Magda continued to repair Robin's makeup changing her lipstick color to a much darker red. Sher pulled a short brunette wig out and brushed it vigorously until it shone. With the new wig and the darker lipstick, Mel was gone. Robin was born. "Will we lose our jobs if we play this?" Robin asked thinking aloud. "I don't want to lose the job." Magda laughed heartily. "I don't think Mel can afford to lose her double and her stylist. There is a chance that Pascal and Marco may use you instead of Mel. She may not like it but she'll have to live with it. Best case is we play smart and not let her find out till the movie is done." Magda fussed over the hair and her makeup. When done, Robin had no similarity to Mel except for the large eyelashes. That in itself would not be a problem. "I told you Robin would look different. If we change the dress, nobody will recognize you as Mel or Marilyn. We need to change your nail color but nobody will notice tonight. Now, let's change that dress and get our drinks. I'm already thinking of how to get you and Mel's boys together."