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The blush really made my cheekbones stand out, giving my face a more feminine exotic appearance.
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After this she did my makeup, applying it rather heavy with lots of eyeliner and mascara, making envious comments about the length of my lashes, which women have always remarked upon. Next came a couple belts with studs she wrapped around my waist, completing the Madonna look that was so en’ vogue at the time.Īfter this she glued fake nails on me saying it would help my hands look more feminine.( I didn’t realize at the time how hard it would be to get them off!) These she painted the same red as my heels calling it CFM red with a smirk. She had some dangly red clip on earrings (they were a lot easier to find back then) and several necklaces and bracelets that she had me put on. Next Michelle curled my hair with a curling iron and used a brush to tease it into a big hair style that was very popular back then, finishing it with a red ribbon hairband with a cute bow. When I saw myself in the mirror I was surprised at how girly I already looked and we hadn’t done my hair or makeup yet. Next she had me put on Kayla’s leather “biker” ¾ jacket and blood red stiletto heels. This pushed up my pecs and squeezed them together, giving me small but respectable cleavage, and made my hips flare out a bit. a ruffled denim miniskirt, and a black leather and lace corset with rhinestones which she pulled really tight in the middle. Soon Michelle had me dressed up Madonna style in a Fishnet crotchless bodysuit, black satin panties. But I was a bit buzzed and stoned so it didn’t take long for Michelle to convince me, especially when she threatened to go out to the bar without me if I didn’t play along. But by this time I was no longer a virgin with girls and I was quite sure I was straight, so the prospect of dressing up as a girl and going out in public did make me a bit nervous. So the idea wasn’t completely out of the question. Once I even dressed in her bra and panties while I sucked off my best friend and neighbor, who I experimented with a few times when we were younger. I had dabbled in crossdressing a few years before, sometimes stealing my mother’s panty hose and bras, putting them on and jerking off, while I pretended I was a hot teenage girl. Other people had remarked upon the supposed family resemblance before so maybe we could pull it off. My long brown hair (it was the eighties after all) was about the same length as Kayla’s. I was 5’7” and 135#, smooth and hairless from the eyebrows down and my features weren’t particularly masculine, girls always thought of me as “cute” which was fine by me as long as it got me dates. I was a competitive bicycle racer and swimmer which kept me very lean, and I kept my body hairless like the other swimmers on my team (although it was as much a hairless fetish as anything else, I couldn’t stand body hair on me). I realized that she was right, I was fairly slender. You two look practically like brother and sister anyways.” With your skinny frame all we’d have to do is put some of her clothes on you, style your hair right, and put some makeup on you and you would look like her. You’re both about the same height and have brown hair with green eyes. “I’m sure if we dressed you up right you could pass for her. I was confused, not seeing how it was relevant. My roommate left her purse here and her ID is in it” Michelle said with a wicked glint in her eyes. I reminded her that my fake ID had been confis**ted a couple weeks earlier. She brought up Doctor Feelgoods which was a bar near campus, favored by college students and locals alike. Like I mentioned earlier it was Halloween so we absolutely had to go somewhere and party. So we had no specific plans and were bored, figuring out what to do with our Saturday night. We had planned on going to a party at a local frat house but it had gotten cancelled because the police had raided it the night before and busted them for u******e drinking at the frat. It was Halloween weekend and we were both drinking some wine coolers she’d bought, the drinking age was eighteen at the time and she was nineteen, and smoking some pot I had brought over. I lived in a medium sized college town in a western state and it was 1983. When I was 17 I was dating a girl from the local college.