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Feminizing My Husband - Chapter 6 - Lessons in ladylike
🕑 Added 2020-10-14 06:00:54 +0000 UTCOTHER CHAPTERS | ALL STORY LIST
"First, however, I think we had better show you how to shave like a lady. Get undressed while I run you a nice bubble bath. And don’t forget to wash and condition your hair. Here are two new razors. I don’t want to find a hair on you when you come out of there except on your head and down below and shave that one to look like mine if it needs it. You do remember what it looks like, don’t you?" "Yes ma’am", he said with a little giggle. "And towel off well and dust on some of that powder all over you from the pearl container on the corner shelf." "OK."
As he came out of the bathroom with a big pink towel wrapped around him from his bosom down and his hair swirled up in another one, she couldn’t help remarking, "My, that IS better and you smell so nice." When he came out and passed that mirror with the towel tucked between his mounds and his full hair just blow-dried, he caught a glimpse of a girl. Definitely a young woman. A tingle went through him.
" First, we put the garter belt waist cincher on you. OK, now take the hose and work your way down so you have a whole leg in both hands, point your toes and pull that one all the way up very gently and fasten it to the clips. Here, I’ll show you how. Now, do the same with the other one. Don’t be afraid to tug at the top, but be careful with your nails. We may have to get you a pair of white cotton gloves. You really need to start paying attention to your manicures. You just got lucky with that pair the other day. Those are tough but oh, so silky. I get them at J.C. Penney. Pull up your panties nice and tight.
Now, tuck that little monster back as far as it will go. In fact, here, let me try something." "Hey, that hurt and besides, I already discovered how to do that.’ "Well, good then, and look at all that’s left to hide! Go on. Smooth yourself out more there. We don’t want to see Junior on a rampage when you are getting pretty." "Where’d the jewels actually go Karen?" "Back up inside you for a while, just about in the same place they’d be if they were ovaries." "I didn’t know that was possible!" "Yours aren’t that big any more dear and...well, not many men would find an advantage in it but I can see you will."
"Now, put your bra on like I showed you. That’s it. Now adjust the straps and your breasts in the cups. Good. girl. Those look very nice, honey. Joe blushed. He realized what noun she had just used. "You should learn to be proud of those. There’s no telling what size they are going to end up, but I’d look to your Mom and sister to get a clue and that it is a C or D clue, although that could take a couple years." "I think you are a little excited. Your nipples are aroused." "Now, at least while you are just sitting here at the vanity, I want you to try on your new high heels."
"Just step in and pull the back up. That’s it. Now stand up". " I’ll fall on my face, Karen. These must be an inch higher than the ones I bought but boy, they sure make my feet look cute." You have been practicing upstairs in heels haven’t you.?" "Yes." "And you have been walking all over the place in the white pumps." "These are just higher and sexier. "Don’t worry. Trust me. Just put your weight on the heel normally and the ball will take most of the pressure and don’t forget to put one foot in front of the other with the toes pointed forward." "That’s ere the sexy sway comes from. You can’t stride out or splay your feet to the sides anymore. Your steps won’t be much longer than your foot but you’re going to love it. Our walk is learned and you’ll need to practice. I stopped by the video store and got a fashion show. I want you to study how the girls walk. They learn to exaggerate, but it will help you with the concept."
"Well, now you are 5'11', rather statuesque. But that’s OK. I’m 5'10 in mine, too. How do they feel?" "Very comfortable Karen and very sexy. I didn’t think that it was possible to feel this way. And you get to do it all the time. Now I really AM jealous. I absolutely adore how I feel." It’ so...different!" "You absolutely ADORE it?" Girl words are sneaking into your speech pattern, Joanne. But I thought you might like them. If you buy good leather shoes they mold to your foot better and they do look very pretty on your feet. You have cute girl feet with a high arch and low instep."
"Have you noticed that you have been calling me ‘Joanne’ lately," he said? "Well, it doesn’t sound as masculine as Joe and you certainly don’t look like the Joe I married now, do you?" "Guess not!" "I don’t FEEL or think like him either." "I feel, I don’t know...exited, somehow transformed into another world. It’s eerie! I’m me, I think, but it’s like I’ve been let loose in a candy store I never thought about playing in." "You’ll get used to it. It’s a light, airy, lovely, and sensuous candy store too."
"Now, turn around and sit down so I can do a few little things here. The hot rollers are ready and you are going to get your first styling even though we should see about getting you a haircut at the salon, maybe even a perm. Now watch what I’m doing here. I’m not always going to be available to be your personal hairdresser. You can run around the house with your ponytail at your crown like any other girl or just let it fall and frame your face and then put it back to the nape of your neck at work. In fact, I’ve just had an inspiration about a French braid that would look cute on you from the crown back. It will end up about the nape of your neck. It’s a good thing you haven’t had your hair cut since you started on your tranquilizers. We’ll try that tomorrow. It’ll look really cute with a bow at the end. Let’s get you all rolled up in the hot rollers."
"Now that they are in and working, let's look at a few things here, Karen said. OK. Turn around. I don’t want you to see this until I’m finished. First, we take a few of these lower hairs from the brows. Don’t worry, just a few stragglers. Your customers aren’t going to notice anything stranger than what they’ve BEEN seeing. You have been going to work looking very androgynous lately anyway, Joanne. Just a few more tweaks and you’ll blow their minds." "Well, now that you mention it, some of the girls have begun treating me like one of them. They don’t hush up around me like they used to and they talk to me a lot more." "I’m not surprised. You’re getting too cute for your own good and they don’t see you as a guy on the make anymore. You’re becoming a part of their peer group."
"Hmmm! Alright. For tonight just a little blusher and lip gloss. "That tastes good." "My Loreal lipstick tastes better and is much sexier and creamier. Would you like to try some? What you’ve tried before is a cheaper brand." "It’ll wash off, right?" "Mine does, (mostly) unless you want to use some of the newer ones that stay on like glue and I don’t think you are quite ready for that yet!" "I’m NEVER going to ready for indelible lipstick. I’m a male, Karen." "From what I am seeing Joanne honey, you may have been born one but that may be up for a little debate after a while." "Yes, I guess I see what you mean. Real he-men don’t go for this stuff and find themselves liking it, do they?" But she-males do, he thought to himself with a little smile. It was a rhetorical question anyway.
"OK. Now, lay your head back a little. First I’m going to outline a little and then fill in and after that, you can smooch your lips together to seal everything. That’s a nicely shaped cupid’s bow, Joanne. I never realized your lips were that full. They are going to look nice and female. OK. Smoosh and blot. You’ve seen me do it a thousand times. Just blot where they close. You don’t want to take the shine off. There, now turn around and look at what you see in the mirror." "Holy Hanna, Karen, I may actually turn out kinda cute!" "Rather cute, Joey, not kinda and you needn’t be modest around me. You know you’re going to be a fox. Wait ‘till I do your eyes up for real tomorrow. Then we’ll really see how much natural potential you have. I’ll show you how to take makeup off later."
"Have you got a slip on?" "No." "Well, here. A lady doesn’t wear a dress without one." They went back downstairs and watched a movie of the week. It was Friday night. He hadn’t quite figured out why he was feeling so mellow and comfortable about all that was happening to him, but he trusted Karen and loved her and he loved the feelings he was having. She was his best friend.
