This is a single story for Christmas.
DISCLAIMER: These events are not real, just stories
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Each year I spend Christmas with my gram who lives alone a few hours away. With old age setting in, spending Christmas alone was awful for gran. So for the past however many years I've been spending the night at grans.
I get off the bus and go into grans house, she never locks the door in case anyone comes to visit her or needs help. I go through into the main room and find gran trying to put up some decorations. "Hey, grandma. This is for you". I handed her the present. "Thank you sweetie, let me get yours". She goes over to the cupboard and takes a minute to read the gift labels. She finally takes a box down and hands it to me. "Thank you grandma". We both begin opening the presents, I had got gran some chocolates. I open one end of the gift box and gently slide the contents onto the table. Oh no, gran must have mixed me up with my cousin, I hadn't seen gran in a while and now have long hair. With grans poor eyesite I doubt she could tell the difference between a cat and a dog.
I couldn't upset gran so just thanked her for the present. "Well, aren't you going to try it all on". I said "sure" and took it all to the bathroom. I waited a minute before saying, "it fits grate, thanks gran". She then told me to come out so she could see. I told her I just took it off and will put it on now.
I stripped naked and grabbed the first item in the box. Some black frilly pantys, I slid them up my leg but they felt really strange. Next I pulled out a padded bra! I struggled to do up the straps but managed in the end. I pulled out the main thing. It was a dress, the dress itself was purple and had fabric that folded over a few times around the chest. I pulled it over my head and pulled my arms through, I was shocked when I found that the dress was shoulder less on both sides so hung from the chest And only had a lose bit of material that went around the arms.
I stepped out and gran gave me a big hug. "I knew this would look gorgeous on you, let's get everything else on too". She sat me down and was about to pull some stockings up but instead picked up a rasor and carefully shaved every inch of my legs. She rubbed some oils over my legs and then pulled up each of the stockings which glided up my leg. She took out some black shoes and put them on my feet. "Now sit at my desk". I got up and almost fell over as I had never worn heels before. I regained my balance and took a few small steps before sitting at the desk. She took a brush and brushed all my hair out before pulling it back and forth for about half an hour until she was satisfied. I looked in the mirror and saw she had put my hair into multiple braids which ran around the top of my head and intertwined all down the back.
She took a black bag out of the box and laid it all out on the desk. She covered my face with cold foundation before adding blush and bronser. She added a lot of lighter patches. She took out some fake lashes which she pressed against my eyelids before coating them with black mascara and doing eyeliner. She took out some lipstick and ran it several times over my lips, my lips were now a lovely shade of pinkish-beish. She decided to leave it at that and sprayed my face and hair over.
I looked in the mirror and realised who gran had mistaken me for. She thought I was my younger cousin that was about to be going to prom. Hence why she went all out with everything.
I did indeed look like a hot girl on prom night, bare shoulders showing with thin arms and legs. Hair all done up.
DISCLAIMER: These are not real events, these are indeed story's
This is also my first time publishing so have at it and feel let me know how I'm doing.
Ep2/3 is where things get interesting
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Well let's start with the normal boring introduction. I've always detested hair cuts, the whole sitting in a chair while someone you don't know takes clippers to your head, didn't go down well I guess. This meant I left my reddish-orange hair to grow out a lot, I never properly cared for it so it had formed thick curls that knotted badly keeping my hair from draping down below the neck.
I have a large family, 4 aunts and 4 uncles. I never saw much of most of my uncles or aunts, I was shy so avoided most people in general, however I was somewhat okay with auntie Tanya who was about 8 years older than me. She lived with my nan who paid no attention whatsoever, we went to my nans at least twice a week so us younger ones always had to find a way to ocupuy ourselves.
I had just started highschool. I had finished a usual day of school gone home and then off down the road to my mans house. As usual my mum and nan sat at the table and did some catching up as we had been on holiday for 3 weeks. My aunt had came down and having not seen her in 3 weeks all she had to say was "Hey, blimey you need a haircut". I just ignored the comment and kicked off my shoes in the Hallway before going in.
There is a lot of junk in their house, old picture frames and ornaments. It was always funny seeing pictures of my aunts and uncles when the were younger, one picture was recently changed so I paused and looked it over. It was a picture of my aunt with my cousin in thier ballet outfits from when my aunt was about my age. My aunt seeing this said "That seems like ages ago. You gave me an idea, come on".
With nothing else to do I just followed her Upstairs into her room, I know she can be a bit crazy so I think it's best on to ask questions and just follow. Her room was a mess so the only decent place to sit was on the chair at her desk. "Here sit down" I just sat down. "Your hairs a mess sinse your holiday and it's grown a lot too, Shame my hair can't grow as fast as that" and with no knolage about hair I just nod along and pay no attention to what she's on about.
"Want me to neaten it up for you?". This would actually be helpful as my hair has knotted a lot over the holidays in the pool. My hair looked like a mop. She took out a brush and attempted to brush out the knots but stopped as I yelped in pain due to the knots not moving. "Sorry, just brushing it isn't going to cut it, to the batthrooom!"
I go into the bathroom and she asks me to put my head over the bath. Before I know it she's got the shower down and is soaking my hair. All I could do was close my eyes to stop the water going in my eyes. I could smell strawberrys and then had a cold squirt of something in my hair, before she massaged it all through my hair. This was unusual sensation but I felt so tired and drowsy as she massaged it through my hair. She just washed it off and then sat me up. "There, you can open your eyes now" , I opened my eyes and all I could say was "okay" followed by a yawn. She tried again with the brush and with a lot of tugging my hair brushed out quite nicely. I never realised just how long my hair was, normally it was one big mess but now it was all seperated and hung down to my shoulders.
My aunt let out a squal and said I looked just like my cousin. "Hold still" she grabbed my fringe and pulled it right to the back of my head where she began pulling it around in different directions. She stopped for a second and I thought she was done, I was wrong she just started pulling on more of my hair on the same side. After a few minutes of this my scalp felt like it had been put on fire as my hair has been pulled so tight. She grabbed a hairband and tied it on the back of my head somewhere. I was about to get up and look in the mirror but instead she took my hand and pulled me away downstairs to show my nan.
"Wow", "you look just like your cousin when she was at school". My aunt and nan had a good giggle at that before Tanya said "I think I still have my uniform from when I was at school", thankfully my nan stopped her there "leave your poor nephew alone". And that was the end of all that. she took a picture of the back and side of my head and showed it to me...
I had a French braid which came down on one side of my shoulder. Needless to say it was shocking to see how that mess of hair had become something a lot of the cute girls in my class. We spent the rest of the day listening to pop music in her room while we started tidying a few weeks worth of mess and a mixture of dirty and clean laundry.
It wasn't long before my mum called me down and told me I would have to stay here for the night. I had a brother which I neglected to mention earlier, it just so happens that he's got drunk somewhere and my mum needs to go pick him up.
Before I know it she's gone and my nans serving up dinner. It's not like at home where you sit to the table, you just sit on the sofa with the plate on your lap. It's all good apart from the fact that food slides off the plate and onto your lap. And that is how I came to be covered from head to toe in my dinner.
"What a mess you wally" , take that off and I'll put it in for a wash". I didn't want to upset anyone so just took of my clothes there and then and apologised for being so clumbsy. Luckily Tanya holds me a pink fluffy dressing gown so I don't have to walk around the house half naked. After this I greatfully follow Tanya upstairs to her bedroom where we would be staying. She shut the door before screaming "We can have a slumber party". She text my cousin and a few minutes later she was at the door.
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A little long winded for first ep 1 didn't want to rush it so you can see the characters. More happening in ep 2 soon
Just Like Auntie- Ep2
DISCLAMER: These are not real events, just stories
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It was alright for my cousin Jen and aunt Tanya because you know, they had girls stuff in common. I on the other hand was the odd one out. So we went for a wacky truth or dare. It started out very normal, truths like who likes who and silly dares like try and lick your elbow. It wasn't long before we tired from the boring stuff and the dares go out of hand.
For example "let us do your makeup". And a dares a dare a bit of makeup a not a big deal. And so Tanya opens up a drawer and brings out a big kit filled with different sorts of makeup. She has me sit at her desk again and gets a lot of makeup and brushes out on the desk.
They started covering my face with a thick cold cream that looked was only a tad darker than my skin this was all spread out across my face with a soft brush. Followed by a light cream that was dabbed in a few spots before It was rubbed in. Next came some blush, along with a itchy powder which they put all over my face. Now I'm asked to close my eyes, I feel pressure against my eye lid as they poke at me. "Ok now look here". I'm looking up as they come at my eye with a pencil! I can feel the pencil skimming my eye as it touches the inside of my eyelids, not a pleasant feeling. They take a small brush with some sticky black stuff on it and run it over my eyelashes multiple times. My eyes feel heavy and I can see thick black lines where my barely visible eyelashes once were. They take out some thick red lipstick which they carefully put on my lips and go over it like 5 times. My lips felt like they were tingling and puffing up for whatever reason.
I thought they were all done until they start getting out a few more things behind me. They come round to my face and holding my chin they started yanking out alot of my eyebrow hairs with tweezers. It was so painful I started welling up which made my eye makeup run a little and burn my eyes. They soon stopped and I was silently crying as they took a pencil and coloured in my eyebrows black.
I looked in the mirror and saw what they had done. My eyebrows were now very thin and slightly curved. My face was perfectly clear and looked lightly tanned. My lips were stinging but were huge and a deep.
at this point I realised how bad this dare really was. "How long will this all last?". The reply "well the makeup will all just wash off". Well that was good news as I had school in the morning and needed it all gone by then.
The game of truth or dare ended after all this. Instead they decided it would be better if we were to finish tidying her room. We got on with it and Hung everything up in her wardrobe. She came across something before saying "I know what we can do now, let's dress up". Tanya and my cousin went first, they closed their eyes while being dressed up in shorts and t-shirt which was rather funny. I had to go last so they could 'think of something to do'.
Eyes closed. They had me step forward and then place my feet together. Next they pulled something baggy up and had to push each of my arms back into the tight sleeves. The had me sit on my knees which was not very easy with my eyes closed. The both grabbed a hold of a lose but if material on my back and pulled as hard as they could. My whole stomach felt like it was being crushed as I could no longer breath. They zipped up the back and then buttoned it up which pulled it tighter around the chest. As if this weren't enough.
They then had me sit down on the bed and took off my socks. They started putting on some clean socks, at first they just put them in my feet and bunched it all up at the ankles. But then they each grabbed one of them and pulled it up the my legs, it felt really smooth Going up my legs but the shock sank in when they went up to the knees. They took a weird elastic cord and attached it to the sock and pulled it up to the inside of the baggy top where it pulled against the long socks making it feel like a tense rubbed band about to snap. "We had to change your socks otherwise you would ruin the boots". "wait, hold up". Instead they just grabbed a leg and pulled it up in the air. With all this on I felt as though I couldn't move. I want playing anymore, I opened my eyes.
They had me in a dress this whole time! And those socks were like tights. I kicked my legs around but they just laughed as they grabbed my foot and shoved it into a boot hole, they pushed down and half my leg got swallowed by these black boots that had lace winding all up my leg with a cord to pull it all right. My foot had reached rock bottom and I gave up the useless struggle as it was pulled tight. A pain in the back of my leg sprung as my toes felt like they were pointing straight down. The other boot was on and tight shortly after.
All I could do now was sob. However I don't think I could be herd as the dress was restricting my breaths so much. I was hauled into my feet and I stumbled for balance. Tanya got out a full length mirror.
I had her prom gown on. It had some kind of device with strings around the weigst which pushed skin up to make it look like I had boobs. The dress itself was a golden brown with long slender sleeves that had patches of skin showing on the upper arm and back. The bottom of the dress didn't puff out but hang closely to my body with a slit down one side so one of my legs could be seen. The 'tights' end was clearly on display and the boots had extremely high heels with open heel and toe. The majority of the boot was lace so made it appear as though it were a part of the tights.
With the makeup and hair already done I looked like a stunning girl ready for prom. This is when Tanya realised that I was upset so sat down with me and helped me out of the clothes. She even washed the makeup off. However the bottom of my foot felt as though it had been torn and I could barely walk without being on tiptoes.
U suppose it was all fun and games, and They couldn't really see what I looked like
i layed down and drifted off to sleep after that.
Just Like Auntie- ep3
DISCLAIMER: None of the events are real, just stories.
This is my frav ep so far. Let me know what u think. Still only my 3rd piece of writing tho
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I roll over as I'm being nudged by my cousin. "Hurry up, we overslept".
I hopped out of bed and quickly put my school uniform on. I look in the mirror and quickly take my hair out of whatever she did to it yesterday.
I slip my shoes on and run after my cousin, hop in the car and close the door behind me. "Errrm. You might want to sort that hair out sis". I look up at the car mirror and see my hair is still hanging past my shoulders but is really Curley as it was left like that for such a long time. "I don't know what to do". She hands me a hair scrunchy and tells "just pull it back in a bun or something". I don't touch the scrunchy and just look at her.
How am I supposed to know how to do whatever that is? At least she gets the hint as she turns my head and starts pulling my hair. She reaches into her handbag and pulls out a tough doughnut shaped sponge which she pulls my hair through and loops it around. "What's with the doughnut?, isn't that really girly?". I mean it does make the bun look huge on my head. "First, it's not a doughnut. Second, it's not girly at all, it's for keeping your hair out the way it for when it's a mess"
Well, it's better than curly hair I guess. We head down the road to school and I feel like a bobble head, as we go over bumps the bun tips my head around. I get out the car with my cousin and walk through the school gates. I get a lot of funny looks from the boys in my class but the girls thought it was pretty funny after I explained the whole truth or dare thing. It wasn't until I was asked if I wanted to borrow a eyebrow pencil that I realised my eyebrows were still thin and arched.
Nothing really happened until break. Some boys were throwing paint off the balcony at the girls and one of them got me covered in paint. I had to go to the office to get cleaned up, luckily the school has spare uniforms that you can use while they wash yours.
The woman at the office was nice, she wiped my face down with a cloth but said I would have to take all my uniform off while she washes it. "Do you like trousers?". I replied "not really u prefer shorts at this time of year". She agreed with me and told me to get changed behind the staff lockers in the office. I stripped off all my clothes and put them on top a locker. She took the down and put a pile of complete uniform on top the locker. "I'm afraid I have a meeting, get changed and I'll give you your clothes at the end of the day". Sure I say.
I take the clothes off the top of the locker and lay them out a bench. I pick up the top and quickly put it on, it feels a bit tight but what can you expect for the schools uniform. I put on the jumper and then realise that the pattern is not the usual one, but the same as the girls.
The boys have a normal Jumper and blazer whereas the girls have to wear a jumper that has pink stitching and lining rather than the blue. With My attendance already extremely low I cannot afford to skip lesson. If I do I will be off the art course which I need.
i pick up the other items and see that she has left me a black and pink pleated skirt with a bow, a pair of black tights, a necktie and some open foot shoes. I have no other choice, I cannot miss another lesson or else...
I slide the neck tie around the laced shirt collar and loop it around and tie it. It is really constrictave and is chocking me a little as it digs into my neck. next I slide the skirt up my legs and try to pull it up around my hips but it seems to small. I look at the skirt and find a zip running down the back which I undo before trying again. This time it goes on and I zip it up before repositioning it and tucking in my shirt and jumper. The tights were just black but I struggled to pull them up my legs as they clung to my feet, although once they were on they felt ok. I decided to use the belt as it felt a little lose around the top so I put te belt on. The belt was meant for someone much younger than me but it fit around my waist and with a little pulling it was on. The skirt flared out even more as it was pulled in at the top and my waist was so wide. I slipped the shoes on and found a pink ribbon under them. I just tied that around my wrist.
I was going to have to leave before I was late, u stepped out from behind the lockers and went to get my bag. It's not here! The office lady left a note though, 'I took you bag to be cleaned as well, use this for now'. I looked up at what she left and found a handbag that goes over one shoulder. She had moved all my books and pens into the bag so at least that was all there.
I took the bag and hung it over my shoulder. I left the office and went upstairs to go to the art room. Luckily nobody took notice of me, other than one or two staring boys. On the way up stairs I suddenly felt paranoid, as though everyone below me was looking up my skirt, which they weren't. I tried my best to keep my legs together which only made me look really feminine. I walk into the classroom and go up to my teacher.
"Look, the office lady messed up my uniform, She's in a meeting so I can't do anything about it. Please make sure nobody knows this". My teacher just nods and tells me to take a seat with the other girls. I'm normally the only boy in the class as none of the boys in this school could get into art.
Lesson begins as normal with a register, the teacher didn't call my name and just marked me in. Today's class is supposed to be a collab between the art department and the hair and beauty department. A few girls from art class are selected to be a model for the hair and beauty students. Luckily I don't have to none of that, the Benifit of being the only guy in art. Not that many girls have ever done it anyway.
Our teacher leaves and the hair and beauty students come in and start asking all the girls to write their name on a piece of paper and put it into a box. I thought it was all done until one of them asks me for mine. I look for my teacher but she already left, I write down Haley and give it to the girl to avoid any attention.
They are only picking 3 names, the odds are in my favour. "1st name, haley". I'm doomed, unless my teacher realises I'm gone and comes to collect me I'm done for.
The other two girls come follow me as I go to the girl picking the names. From the other class She takes my hand "we haven't got all day" and embarrassingly holds my hand as she pulls me along the corridor to the other room. She finally lets go but the rooms been done up to look like a makeshift salon with 3 chairs in the middle of it. They hand us each a form that asks about allergys. I've got no allergy a so just leave it blank and sign 'Haley'.
They begin by draping a pink cape around our necks. Next they take my hair out of the bun and brush it out. "You have lovely hair". Errm what do I say "Thanks" I guess. She then leans my head into a sink with a special tap on it and begins rinsing my hair through. While she leaves it to rise she begins spreading a mud mask on my face which means I can't move my head much. While I'm stuck facing upwards she moves my hands in a small metal table Infront of me. I can feel sharp pains and tugs as she scrapes out the underside of my nail she pushes back the top 'cuticle' if the nail as she called it which hurt quite a bit. She goes on to file my nails so they are round and no longer chewed.
She asks "you need to stop biting your nails, want some acrilics?". I have no clue what they are, I mumble "sure whatever" having given up any hope of my teacher getting me out of this.
I can feel her pushing against my nail like she's trying to flatten my fingers. She repeats this on all of them and then leaves my hand in this warm machine thing so I can't move then. She asks "how about some wax", thinking she's on about wax for nails or something I just say, "sure".
I almost crapped myself when she started taking off my shoes and tights. She said "just relax" as she later warm strips all over my legs and left them". I felts a lot of painful pulling on my toenails and then a wet brush that gave off a horrid smell. it must be nail polish, she did the same thing on my hand and feet several times before adding a 'protective gloss layer'.
She left everything else and returned to my hair which she massaged and washed several times with different shampoos. She started to wind my hair overly tight round some hair curlers. It felt like she was ripping my scalp off. This was taking an awfully long time. She washed off the mud mask but kept me laid back.
She started applying creams to my face and then started with a lot of makeup. She had got these wierd curves that had funny bits coming off one side. They asked me to close my eyes while coming at them. They pushed against my eyelid for about a minute which was uncomfortable. When I opened my eyes I had huge lashes. Then they added mascara over all that. She came at my eye with these scissor looking things, only they had flat bars on each end that interlocked. She pressed it Over my lashes and then clamped it shut for a while on each. My lashes now curved right out and I couldn't see anything through my lashes because they were too thick. She returned to my legs and grabed something stuck to my leg. She then yanked it and I yelped as it pulled all the hairs off the area. She repeated this so many times.
She took my hair out the torture devices and took my hands out of the warm machine. I sit up and look down at my feet. My nails were filed neatly and were painted a pale pink. I reach down to pull up my tights and find that my nails were somehow 5x longer than before. They were perfectly rounded in the top but were slightly pointed on the tip. They were the same colour. It will be fine aunt should have nail polish remover.
I struggle to pull up the tights as I feel like my nails are being pulled every time when u get up the girl sprays me with stong perfume and moves behind me and asks "want a piercing?". I've always wanted a cool stud but my mum would never let me do it, why not. "Yes please". She puts a dot on each ear and then clips a device to each of my ears and presses down. After the sharp pain she removed them. Girl "I can do some other stuff, our little secret". Of course I say "sure". She lifts up my top and places a device against by belly she snaps and locks it closed for a few seconds before releasing it and quickly covering it up. She grabs my face and inserts thing rod up my nose. She pushes a needle into my nose as I stare in disbelief. She takes the needle out and puts a tiny gem into your nose. It hurts like hell as the back gets snapped into place which causes the stud to pull into my nose unnaturally. "All done"
I get up and look in the mirror. I have two giant hoops hanging from my ears. In my nose there is an embedded gem. I lift up my top. What the ****. There was a dainty chain with Gemed bells attached to it. She never said it would be this.i should've listened more rather than zoning out.
I took my bag and turned in the spot which felt weird as the hoops swing back and forth tapping my neck and shoulders. The belly piercing hurt as it catches against the buttons of my shirt. I now looked like most of the girls in my year that are constantly being told off for inappropriate piercings.
All I can do is go to the office
Just Like Auntie- ep4
DISCLAIMER: these events are not real, just stories
Looking back ep 1 will need a lot of editing.
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I got to the office and tried opening the door. It was locked. I go to look through the office glass but instead find a note saying she had to go home because she was ill and to keep the uniform she gave me. Just my luck.
I was being picked up by my aunt and going back to her house again. So that saved me explaining everything to mum.
Pushing my hair back over my shoulders I turn and walk out of the rear doors of the school. I find my aunt standing outside the gate looking for me amongst the crowed. I prodded her and got a "can I help you young lady". I was mad at this, none of this was my fault "your not funny". She turned and glared at me having not known it was actually me!
"How did all this happen?!"
- "someone dropped paint all over me"
"Yes but I mean the girls uniform"
- "the office lady thought I was a girl"
for someone who wanted to know how this all happened she really was enjoying herself. "You look just like me when I was at school". I just followed her back to the car and got in after her. I grabbed the seatbelt and pulled it around me before using my hand to 'click it in'. We were silent all the way back and when we got in I followed her upstairs. I said "I can't get undressed with these nails". This was given a "ok, I'll give you a hand".
I was able to take off my shoes and tights easily. The skirt and blouse not so easily. "It helps to use your nails to push the buttons through and use your nails to pull the zipper". I take the advice and with a few attempts I am able to get my long nails on the skirt zip which comes undone and drops to my ankles. The blouse was soon off and i turned to my aunt who laughed at my belly piercing. "We will have to change these". I just nod. She pulls the belly piercing out, but then puts a stud in! "Just leave it out". Auntie just said "you have to have something in there to stop the hole from closing". She takes the loops off each of my ears and puts in some studs that had a pink gem in the middle. "Much better". I look around for my clothes from the day before but find them amongst the piles that were already there. "Eeeww, you can't wear those, come here". Before I knew it I had a pile of clothes shoved in my arms and was sent into the bathroom. I unfolded the pile to find she had given me a dress! "I can't put this on". He helpful reply "ok I'll help you". She just barged into the bathroom and pulled it over my head and grabbed each arm through arm holes. She went around and zipped it up. Next she went over it buttoning it up. She reached over my head and pulled a tight band around my neck and clasped it at the back. She had put a choker on me! I looked down to see that the dress hung just above the knees. The dress itself was white and the whole chest and sleeves were lace, the skirt of the dress however was not lace but a smooth silk which Made me gasp as it touched against the top of my legs. She held out a jacket to go over the top but it had no buttons and felt as though it was too small as it didn't fully cover my arms and couldn't close to hide the dress. She left after this and I tried worming my way out of it. I could feel my nails scraping over the fabric as I made an attempt to undo the buttons.
I guess it not that bad. I've spent all day at school in a skirt. My auntie comes back into the room wearing another outfit exactly the same as mine. "Look at us girls with matching outfits hehehe". Needless to say, I was not impressed. She did appoligise and told me she had no other clean clothes for me to wear. She went behind me and cuddled me around my waist. She let ago and then pulled a long pink ribbon around my waist and tied it in a small bow at the front. "I promise I'll take you out for dinner at some point to make up for this". I guess something good did come from this.
I sat down and started watching this TV programme with aunt Tanya as she talked about how the boys were so fit and ran her fingers through my hair and scalp which felt really nice. She slowly turned down the TV volume and I had ended up falling asleep with my head laying on her lap.
I woke up when Tanya had moved too much. I looked up and she was holding her phone out taking pictures of us! I turned bright red and Got really embarrassed about this. "Have a nice sleep?". To be honest I had never slept so well, my skin felt so soft as put my hands on my knees and got up. I paused and ran my hand down my leg. it was so exillerating. "Anyway nans out and I can't be bothered to cook, how about that dinner I promised you". Dinner sounded good "sure, sounds great".
She handed me a pair of her underwear. "You need to change, I can't take you out smelling like that". I protest but instead she nudges me into the bathroom and shuts the door. I don't really have much choice. I pull my underwear off and look at what she handed me. It was white and covered in filly lace, like the dress.
I pulled them up my legs and I shivered as they went up. I pulled them up but rather then sitting around my leg my leg felt exposed. The underwear was really thin so as I went to walk it rode up my but and only just covered my crotch. It wasn't so bad. I stepped out and sat on her bed. She pulled out what she called 'stockings' and pulled them up my leg. For some reason they were mostly transparent which felt uncomfortable. Next came my shoes. She took out some white high heeled ankle boots, they were also white. The boot went on with no issue she just tightened the bar straps around my ankle and foot. The heel was about 2/3 inches but had a wide heel so I could balance. I tried walking normally but this didn't work. Instead my hips swung making my but wiggle which painfully made the underwear pull into my but. "Take small steps, put one foot in front the other". I gave it a go and didn't fall over. It stopped the underwear riding up but as I walked I was shaking my but to and fro like a model on a catwalk.
She put on the same shoes and grabbed her handbag before we left. It was only when she had closed the door that I realised I remembered I was wearing a dress. What if people find out. I felt out of place but the dress and everything else was actually very comfortable. aunt Tanya realised I was panicking so took my hand and began strutting down the road with her heels clicking on the floor. I was pulled along but had to try to take longer strides to keep her pace which made it feel as though I was turning to the sides as i walked. We got to the restaurant and stayed quiet and clung behind Tanya who was much taller than me. We walked in and got served right away. We got a lot of parents staring at us and I thought they found out before one of them said "you two girls look so adorable, I have a friend that is looking for some family models, mind if I have your number". My aunt just handed over the number and we are our meal in peace. I was grateful when I herd my mum would be picking me up soon.
Just like Auntie- ep5
DISCLAIMER: These events are not real, they are just stories
I know a few of you were looking forward to this episode. I hope you enjoy reading.
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we had only just got in and there was a knock at the door. I followed aunt Tanya as she opened the door. I was gobsmacked, within the 2 minutes that we had been my mum was at the door. I had no time to change or hide. I was in plain sight when she opened the door. "Hi Tanya, where's my little rascal at?". I just stepped forward and all I could manage was a quiet "hey, mum".
She dropped her bag and rushed over before she stopped in front of me. She knelt down and took a hold of my shoulders as she turned me around. "what have you done to yourself, you even got piercings for crying out loud". Luckily Tanya saved me from answering my mum and took her into the sitting room to explain everything.
Not wanting me to get shouted at by my mum Tanya says "Haley. Go get your uniform and bag ready to leave"
I Just walked out of the room and up stairs where I folded my uniform up and put it over the top of my handbag. I go down stairs where my mum and aunt had just finished talking.
She takes my clothes off my aunt and takes my by the wrist out to the car. I got in the back and my mum started the car up. "This is awful, I'll have to make a compliant to the school about all this". Knowing that this would get the kind office lady in trouble I couldn't let this happen. "It's not her fault, don't worry about it". My mums seems okay with this so just frowns at me and says "fine, but I will call the school to find out where your uniform is".
We pull up and head inside my mum picks up the phone straight away and calls the school. I stand there and try to listen in on the conversation. Apparently the woman had lost my uniform and as I was given a brand new one to borrow the school saw no issue in me wearing the one they gave me. my mum was going to order another uniform but had no money in the bank so it would have to wait until she got paid.
So I will have to go in the girls uniform for a whole week. Honestly with being in a skirt for two days It felt relatively normal.
Lockdown Part 1
Hi, my names Mel, short for Melvin. As we all know nobody's allowed to travel or anything right now. Unfortunately I was at my aunts farm when we went into lockdown and my parents are important workers to the community so decided it was best that I stayed here for the time being. It's good here but there's just tons of fields and the nearest shops are all closed until everything goes back to normal.
With nothing else to do I ended up helping my cousin Katie with some chores around the farm. Our aunts out doing all the hard work so me and Katie are sorting out all the livestock.
"Here take this" Katie held out a big bucket full of scraps from breakfast. I took the bucket and followed her out to the pigs den. I put all the food in the trough and went to walk away when Katie handed me a shovel. "Why do I need this?".
Katie replied "we need to scoop up all the crap".
"Alright, but I don't want to get any on me."
We went into the pen and were shovelling it all out. We had just finished and I stepped back to pick up my bucket when slipped over on some wet mud.
"Lets head in for a bit we haven't got anything else to do till later"
"Sounds good to me, I'm covered in crap"
We went in and Katie started running a bath.
"Ok strip down and get in bath"
I closed the door and dropped all my clothes to the floor. I had just settled into the bath when Katie barged in!
"What are you doing?!" I covered myself.
"Relax I can't see anything, there's tons of bubble bath in there, I'm bored and there's nothing else to do"
"Fine but don't look"
Katie had changed into a skirt when we came in so when she sat down and put one of her legs up I could see up her skirt! I was surprised when she started rubbing cream all over her legs and took a razor out and started to save her legs in front of me. All the while I sat completely still and listened to her ramble on about school.
"Here let me wash your hair"
She took some sweet flowery smelling shampoo and conditioner and washed my hair she left the conditioner in and told me to let it soak in. In the meantime she got out a box from the cub board and got out some bottles of nail polish. She may be a farm girl but she kept up with fashion and was rather popular in school. I sat there while she stunk out the bathroom with her polish.
"I know what will be fun" she took my hand as if to hold it and then put my hand out on her lap. I felt something faintly running across my nail
"What are you doing?"
"I'm doing your nails while mine dry, I can't finish your hair with wet nails so your be waiting anyway"
"But I don't want my nails done"
"Come on nobody else will know, we can take it off after"
I suppose there's no harm in Kettering her have her fun, I suppose it gives us something to laugh about.
"aah, fine"
She did the rest of my nails and toes as well. Then she went back to them with a pinkish beige colour and rafter that she took out another clear polish.
"What's with the third pot you've already done them twice"
"Well the first was to get you nails ready so that the polish can be perfectly smooth and even. The second is the color. And I'm about to put on the last coat which will protect your nails and make them look all shiney"
"Whatever just hurry up"
She did the last coat and then went back to washing my hair, she rinsed it all off and then then told me to get out the bath while holding a towel around my chest, she wrapped it under my arms and tucked in the end at my slightly lean chest. She giggled and put her hand around one side.
"Not funny"
She led me into her room and sat me down at her desk. She brushed and blow dried my hair for what must of been and hour.
One she was done she took her hair straighteners and started to straighten my hair!
"What the heck!"
"Sorry, it needs doing, your hairs so long and you haven't taken proper care of it"
After she was done straightening it my hair was half way down my back. She took out a hair hairband and started pulling hair from my fringe and pulled it all back to the back of my head where she started tugging at it every which way that it felt like she way ripping my hair out.
"Ow what was that for?"
"Stop being a baby, I'm tying your hair back so you don't get so much muck in it"
She finished up and took a step back but I could still feel it pulling really hard. I moved my head to look in the mirror and i felt like a bit of weight moving side to side. My hair was so long that I could reach back and pull the braid over my shoulder! Katie took a mirror and showed me the back of my head, she had done a braid that ran from one side of my head down to the opposite side on the bottom and kept going over my shoulder.
looking at me and Katie in the mirror made us almost look like twins, we both had our hair done the same way and our nails were the same colour too.
"We almost look like twins"
"great idea, let's do it. Twin"
With this she giggled and I realised I just gave her another terrible idea.
She turned me around and put cream over my face. After letting the cream sink in she dabbed a sponge all over my face and then took a brush covered in funny smelling powder and brushed my face with it. She held me still as she took a pencil near my eye and drew around the edges. After this she didn't let go and made me close my eyes, I herd a small pop as she took something out, I felt a odd sensation as she touched my eyelashes. She told me to open then and they felt really heavy, I could see why as they were now long thick black lines. She took some lipstick and made me pucker up while she put on a extremely generous amount. She used so much I could feel I thick pasty layer that stuck a little as I rubbed my lips together and opened then.
"you've got a load of stray hairs, I'll just grab em for you"
She took some tweezers and started pulling hairs out near my eyebrows, she then starting pulling some out from my eyebrows, she must think I'm stupid I can tell the difference.
"Hey that's my eyebrow!"
"Well I've already done most of it, unless you want people to realise your let me finish"
She didn't even wait for my answer as she continued ripping hairs out. Before long she took a pencil and coloured them in.
She pulled me up and sat me on her bed.
"There your feel much better now"
I was feeling clean but my eyebrows are on fire and my lips are numb and tingling.
"I guess, my eyebrows really burn though"
She went through her draws and pulled out two sets of clothes and matching shoes. She sorted through the items and helped me up. I started to pull up some underwear that was under my feet but then realised that it was her underwear!
"Oh that's my thong but soon as though you want to wear it you can"
She didn't give a chance to speak as she harshly pulled them up my legs giving me a painfully wedgie.
"Now off with the towel"
I turned around a dropped the towel but realise that some of my bits were on show. I had to make sure she doesn't see them so I pushed them to the bottom part but it slipped right back towards my butt. She sat me down and rolled a pair of stockings up each leg and put a belt around my waist. She stood me back up and attached some clips from the stockings to the belt and pulled them as tight as they would go. I could feel the soft material pulling around my feet and knees as I moved. She took something and wrapped it around me. It clipped together at the front and went from the top of my legs to my chest. There was a flap dangling which she pulled under between my legs and losely tied up. She pushed me facedown in her head and knelt on top of me. She started pulling at the back of it and I could feel it crushing me starting from my hips up to my chest, It pinched my skin every now and then on the front as she pulled it as tight as it would go. Next I could feel her tightening the flap that went around to the back and it started pushing against me and pulling me back and up, at first I felt a burning sensation and some pain but then as it got even tighter it just felt like burning and had gone a little numb. I looked down and it didn't look flat, it looked like it dipped in, my hips were forced into a weird position that made them feel stiff from the inside. Katie grabbed a black pleated skirt and unzipped and unbuttoned it, she slid it up my legs and started to zip it up. The zipper was difficult to get around my butt so she pushed down a little and pulled the zipper up. I felt like my cheeks were being pulled apart as though it was pulling each of my cheeks up and away from the other. Katie then pulled the thong up even more into the gap they had created which was extremely uncomfortable. She buttoned it up and put my arms into one of her beige blouses, buttoned it up and tucked it into the skirt. Once tucked in she took a dainty leath belt with a buckle and tightened it around my waist, once she found the right size she then pulled it two more holes and struggled to get it to pull through and clip shut. At this point my waist was being crushed even more. She put my feet into some boots and pulled them up, they were beige and were raised st both the toe and heel, she zipped them up and did the clasp up do that they were fitting tightly to my feet keeping my toes pointing down at almost painful angle.
She stood me up and I felt like I was going to buckle as all my weight was back in my own body. My feet were being forced to point down and now had my weight on them as well! I felt as though all body had been streached out but my chest seemed to have actually relaxed but I felt a little odd and off balance.
I took a look in the mirror and saw a a hot girl with perfect thin eyebrows, smooth glowing skin, plump matte lips and a nice butt and chest. Wait chest. I took a good look and found that all my fat and skin had been forced up from the bottom up, meaning that while I looked extremely skinny and had a models body all the fat was actually pushed up to my chest. I was about to start getting changed when aunt came in...
Lockdown Part 2
Been a while since part 1, hope you enjoy
I herd the door open and turned to see aunt standing in the doorway.
"Hurry up Katie, dinners ready"
I turned to look at Katie but she was nowhere to be seen!
"and give Mel a shout would you dear"
I just let out a hmmph and nodded my head unsure of what to do. Aunt left the room and went back down stairs.
"Katie dinners ready"
"I'll be 5 minutes you go down"
"What not dressed like this"
"Oh come on, You had to borrow my clothes, I'm sure she'll understand"
She was right about that and there's no persuading Katie. I'm going to have to go downstairs as I am. I wobbled my way down the stairs and sat down to the table with aunt.
"Where's Mel?"
What does she mean where's Mel, I'm right here! She must think I'm Katie! I'm going to have to go along with it or it might be a bit awkward to explain.
"Oh he's using the bathroom"
"Well let's not wait around, I don't know about you but I prefer my food hot"
We started to eat dinner when Katie came downstairs wearing the same clothes as me. Aunt look shocked as she saw her standing there.
"What's going on?"
"Mel had no spare clothes so I lent him mine" she let out a little giggle.
"you okay with this Mel? Looks like she went all the way on you"
"Yeah I'm fine, nothing else to wear so Katie helped me out". She's going to owe me for this one.
"Alright, well if you have nothing else then we had better sort you out a few outfits until we can get out again"
Fine. We ate in silence for the rest of dinner. After dumping the plates in the sink aunt led me upstairs and sat me down on Katie's bed. She went through her draws and picked out a few things from each of them.
"Take these with you to your room and get ready for bed".
I took the pile with me to my room and took everything off. The only trouble I had was that I couldn't undo the laces on the back of the thing that was wrapped around my waist. Katie poked her head around my door.
"Here let me help you get ready"
She came over and undone the strings and helped me out of it. I almost felt ill as it all came loose.
"Katie I don't feel right"
"It's because you've got used to wearing a corset. It helps with your posture and figure".
"Cant you do something about it?"
"There is one thing, your going to have to wear a different one"
She went to get draws and rummaged around a little before pulling out another corset a bit different from the other. It was white with light pink around all the edges.
"This is one of my older ones so I struggle to get into it, luckily you are a bit skinnier than I am"
I had no clue what she was on about but as long as it stops this horrible feeling I don't care. I stood up and let her wrap it around me. This one had no clasps so she had to take the lace out and put it back in to fit it around me. She had me lay face down as she pulled them tighter from the bottom up. She stopped and then I felt get press her knee into my back as she pulled the strings as hard as she could. I felt it pulling my chest out and crushing my lower ribs.
"I thought the idea was that it stopped me feeling horrible"
"Well you don't feel sick now do you?"
"No but it's hard to breathe and it's crush me from my legs to my chest"
"It's supposed to do that, it has to be tight to keep a good posture and figure. Your barely realise you have it on in a few minutes"
I went to my own room and didn't bother looking at the pijamas aunt picked out. I laid down to sleep and waited a while for the crushing pain o stop but it had only gotten worse so far with my ribs feeling beaten from the constant pressure and my stomach feeling like my sides were caving in. Let alone the fact that it put pressure on my hips so my legs sat at an unusual angle. I'm going to get Katie back for today. But for now I'll just have to wait...
I wasn't planning on posting but a story came to mind.
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This summer my sister and I got to Disney land for a well needed vacation. We got to the hotel early in the morning so we had plenty of time to check in and unpack our things ready for the week.
"thats the last of it Andy, let's get breakfast and then cindy wants to see all the princesses"
"Fine but I'll be going to the park after a while to get on some of the rides before cues build up"
We left the hotel and followed the path around to the restaurant and took our time eating in the buffet with waffles shaped like all the characters. Cindy kept pestering the entire time so I'm the end to shut her up we went to meet the princesses even though it doesn't start for a little while.
We got to the front of the miniature castle where all the characters were supposed to be meeting people but they weren't out yet. I'm not waiting around for some princess so I'm going to make a start for the rides.
"Mum I'm going to see if any of the rides are open I'll be back in a bit"
"Ok, and see if you can get your hair cut because it's long overdue don't you think"
I turn and cut across the grass down the side of the small castle towards the park. I could hear people rushing about inside. I saw a small door on the back of the castle that was painted to blend in. This was probably so that little kids like my sister don't realise that princesses don't really live here and aren't real. I take a look around and nobody's here. well nobody's watching so I'll just take a look, if I'm lucky I'll get a peek. I tried the handle and poked my head through the door. I jumped as I heard someone call out "Anna's here" before I could figure out what all the commotion was about the door was pulled open and I staggered in.
I had to come up with an excuse for all this or I could be in trouble, some of the princess look a likes were half naked!
"I'm sorry I was just -"
"Your late you were supposed to be here half an hour ago now hurry along"
I wasn't sure what to say or do at this point but I stayed quiet to avoid getting myself into trouble. I was led into a bay where 3 girls where waiting. They didn't wait around and we're talking quickly between themselves and I was unable to keep up with everything that is going on. They stated to strip me! They took off everything apart from my underwear and then handed me something. "change your underwear we don't have all day" and with this they slid a curtain and I quickly did as they said. I dropped my boxers on the floor and they were quickly snatched from under the curtain. I unfolded the underwear and held it out in front of me, what on earth is this! It was so thin that it barely covered anything. "Hurry up" I paniked and quickly stepped into them and pulled them up. They reached the top and it was so thin that the soft material went inbetween my but cheeks.
I pulled the curtain open and was led to a laying massage chair and laid face down. This makes sense, they must of thought I was whoever booked a massage. They everything from my neck down to my toes and then started to cover my legs and arms with warm gel. after a minute or two the gel started to make my arms and legs feel like the skin was being stretched and then they turned me over. Started spreading cream on my face and then did the same as they did on the back as they did on the front, only it felt weird as they did everything right the way up to the edges of the underwear so they touched what little hair I did have. After a few minutes the front was pulling as well so they turned me back over.
Seconds later I felt sharp pain across the back of my legs. I screeched as they pulled. "Looks like she's still new to it". "Well shut her up we can't let everyone hear her". "Open your mouth sweetie" I opened my mouth and one of them shoved a ball in my mouth that had rubber coming out both sides of it. This was getting really weird. I began to panic as they pulled the rubber around to the back of the head and pulled it tight. They didn't even wait to continue as they ruthlessly pulled strips off the back of my legs and arms. After a minute or two I was finally flipped over and I could see they had put wax all over me! They did my arms and legs but left the area near my groin till last. I closed my eyes as they ripped them off. I silently sobbed as the searing pain burned all over my crutch and didn't seem to sease. "We're do your eyebrows while your quiet".
They cleaned my face and then took some tweasers and started pulling hairs out one by one. This felt like it took so long as they pulled out so many hairs, not to mention the pain that came with each pluck. at this point my jaw was in pain as the ball stopped me from closing my mouth and kept it wide open. I was released when they took it out.
"That's the worst over with honey"
They then sat the chair up and the three girls each set to a different task. One of them started at my face covering it with cold pale creams and pastes while the other two started preparing other stuff. She sponged my whole face over and then touched up some areas with a smaller lighter paste which she rubbed in. Next she dusted my face over with a soft brush and took a pencil to my eyebrows as she coloured them in. "Close your eyes" I closed them and felt her prodding my eyelids. "Now open". I opened them and she had a pencil right by my eye! I tried pulling away but she held my chin tight. "Don't move or I'll poke your eye" after hearing this I stayed dead still as she took the pencil and drew on the top and bottom edges of my eyelids, it was so close to touching my eye that I had to resist the powerful urge to blink. Next she took a tiny brush and brushed my eyelashes which made them feel very heavy. She held strips to my eyelashes and then let go but when she let go I didn't see anything drop or in her hand. When she let go of the last one she took a tiny brush covered in something black and sticky and brushed my eyelashes. I think whatever she had done had made my eyelashes really long because I could see them sticking right and and they were really heavy and were pitched black lines that I couldn't see through like I normally do.
She squeezed my cheeks forcing me to pucker up where she coated my lips in a tingling gel that started to sting and really did hurt after a while. After this she took exspencive looking tube and used it to smear something thick onto my lips.
"Did you forget to get it done! We did send you a message no matter"
They held something cold on each of my ears before clicking which left a sharp pain in my ears. they had hung something that dangled and pulled on my ear lobes. My hands and feet were pulled at and washed before they coated my toenails with polish and put clear stuff on my fingernails followed by them putting a lot of pressure on my fingertips.
They combed my hair and started pulling down and back which burned my scalp, just when I though u had gotten used to it they started twisting my hair together winding it so tightly that each part they wound in felt like it was trying to tear and twist into eachother in opposite directions. This got worse and worse and I was on the verge of tears as they tied it up and pulled every last bit of my hair as tight as it would possibly go.
The other girl came back with a rail full of clothes and I was pulled to my feet. They measured me throughly.
they wrapped something around my hips waist and chest and then started fiddling around with it behind me. Before long they did it up and had me hold onto some bar above my head, which is rather odd way of getting dressed. Next the girls worked together and pulled on the back and pushed me forwards. I stared to feel my but being forced backwards as my chest was unnaturally forced forwards while the rest of my back was forced to straighten up rigidly, on top of this I was struggling to breath as it crushed by ribs and stomach
They held me and let me down. As I took my own weight I felt the unrelenting force crushing me. I looked down to see that my waist had been shrunk, it was so small that I could probably firmly hands around me, the thought made me sick.
They pulled something that looked like tights up my legs and hooked them up. Following this pushed up the band of the underwear causing 'it' to get trapped between my legs and almost to my butt where the strip felt like it was putting force on the insides of my legs and at where my but ended. It was extremely uncomfortable but not quite painful. They then attached the underwear to whatever I'm wearing so it couldn't fall down.
They held a dress in front of me and started to unlace the back. Wait, how could I have been so stupid this is the princess changing rooms! And they think I'm one of the princesses!! They held the dress open in front of me and u had no other option than to step into it. They pulled it up and pulled my arms into the long tightfitting dainty sleeves. They pulled all the strings tight and then pulled some more so they crushed me even more and I felt like I was about to pass out because I'm barely able to breathe. They each leg one at a time and pulled a high heeled shoe that went up over the ankles and fastened up with tiny buckled and ribbons. My feet felt like they were snapping at the top and contracting underneath.
They wheeled out a full length mirror do that I could see myself. I was wearing a black dress with blue trimming and lace that was partly transparent through the arms and above her breasts. Somehow it looked as though I had got breasts and a nice but that made it's war through all the ruffles underneath the dress. My waist was unbelievably which only
Made them look bigger. My nails were long ,pink and had a shine to them. My face somehow looked perfectly smooth with a glow that seemed to come from my skin. My eyes stood out as my eyelashes were so long and the edges all around my eye seemed to be a perfect black edge which made my eyes seem huge and gleamy like the cartoons my sister watches. My lips were huge like the kardashians and had a pinky red colour to them.
My shoes looked really tall and were black with a thin heel that made it near impossible to walk on.
Before I could continue looking the mirror was wheeled off and I was being led to a door were other princesses were. They opened the door and we were all led out blinded by the sudden change in light.
I panicked as I saw all the kids and parents waiting outside. I could even see my mum and sister...
Please note this is purely fictional and is just a story.
I'll save or the boring stuff for after the story.
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I guess this is where I introduce myself. Hi, my names Charlie. I go to Brixton academy.
Being at the academy isn't too bad, I've sat back through the first 3 years and coming into my 4th year all students in my year were made to pick 2 subjects to study. For me this wouldn't be a problem other than the fact that the options were limited down to art, product design, DT, IT, drama and cooking. Ive always tried to avoid taking part in stuff like this so I put off selecting my choices until the end of the term. Before I knew it it was too late to pick and I could only wait until the next term to see what got picked for me.
Now I'm sitting waiting for my timetable to see what subjects I've ended up with. I get a gentle tap on the shoulder and ms smith handed me a timetable. The first row of subjects read: Project design, IT and drama. By the sounds of it I got lucky with IT, dramas not so great but project design should be easy enough.
I found myself wandering the halls after tutor searching for the project design room, I was able to find the room easy enough and got there early enough that I could pick a seat on one of the back seats out of direct view from the teachers desk. After a few minutes of waiting at my desk the room started to fill up with girls. I was one of the only boy in the room.
It wasn't until lesson began that I realised what I had been signed up for. The teacher was explaining all about making clothes like dresses. At this point I decided I would pay no further attention and wait out these long sessions until I can change. I was zoning out when I heard my name being called by the teacher. "I will now demonstrate how to make certain parts of your uniform fit better". With this I slowly made my way and stood where the teacher indicated as she began taking measurements around my arms, legs, hips and chest, after a minute she used a needle and thread to pull my shirt tight. Next she proceeded to tighten the trousers but a thread snapped and I was then stood in the middle of the room trying to hold my trousers up. "Sorry Charlie, it didn't go quite as planned but the rest of you get the idea. Anyway, Charlie let me grab you a new uniform as promised". At this point I was confused and regretted not paying attention to what my teacher was saying in class, at least she was going to give me new uniform. She took my hand and took me to a large cub board in the side of the room. She grabbed a few things from the shelf and handed them to me in a pile before taking me into a changing cubicle and leaving me there to change.
I took my clothes off and put them into the bin. I only just got a look at the first item in the poor when I realised my teachers mistake. I tried calling my teacher but to no avail, I tried waiting but after 5 minutes nobody came in. All I could do was change into the clothes she left. The first item on the pile I found was a pair of black tights. I took my socks off and pulled them up my legs shivering as they slid up. I held up the next item of clothing which was a skirt! It was a black pleated skirt with a miniature bow on the front and a zipper running up the back. holding it up to my waist made it seem to come down to below the knees but the waist was much too thin for that. I undone the zipper and stepped into the middle of the skirt, I pulled it up above my waist and struggled with the zipper until I had completely done it up. After pulling it down and trying to straighten it out I found that it actually was rather short and ended a little bit above the knee, while the top of the skirt went way above my waistline. It felt so tight around my Lower back and butt. Next came the shirt which had frills on the collar and end of the tight fitting sleeves that hugged my arms. I put my shoes on and cautiously left the room in search of my teacher to fix this mistake.
The moment I opened the curtain my teacher was there waiting. I got as far as "Ms I can't go to class like this I-". Before she interupted me " yes your quite right, I need to sort your hair out and quickly your already late for PE". With this she proceeded to sit me in front of here where she attacked my long scruffy red hair with a brush. It was painful as the brush kept catching and yanking my head back, I had tears in my eyes as the teacher hushed me and quickly finished doing my hair. She took out a pink hairband and started pulling my hair backwards into bundles and holding it in place by pulling back on my hair with a iron grip. After this I was trying my hardest not to cry while she pulled my hair in different directions. After a minute she tied it up and stood me up, my hair felt like it was being ripped from my scalp and was burning like crazy. Even without her pulling at it the strong painful grip was still there as I got ushered out the door.
I made for the nearest locker room to try and look at what had transpired in the past lesson but when I went to go into the changing room I was collared by the girls gymnastics teacher who said "oh no missy, the girls room is on the other side" at this point I was already out of control being pushed into changing room. And out into a free spot on the benches with the girls. The teacher wasn't taking any nonsense and wait watching for me to start changing.
I was completely surrounded by the girls but I was only focused on my own embarrassing situation. I decided to try and convince the teacher to leave by taking off my shoes. When I turned around the teacher was gone and seemed to be convinced I was now changing. I took this as my chance to go into the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and saw a cute girl staring back at me with a slim figure accented perfectly by a skirt that hugged her waist and showed every curve from her back right down to her bossom. My hair had been done in a French plat and I had no idea how to take it out as it had hair being taken from a ton of different places to feed into one long chain with pins in a ton of places. There wasn't a hair out of place but I couldn't find a way to get it out so I can rid myself of the constant burning sensation and the feeling of someone pulling my head back. It was a strangely pleasurable feelings but I looked like a girl! I panicked and ran back in to get my shoes and sneak out back only to find that someone had hidden my shoes. I took my stuff and headed for the reception to make my escape.
I was greeted by a lovely lady in her late 30s who kindly offered to get me a reasonable pair from conviscated property. I gave her my shoe size and after a minute of rummaging through boxes and looks of disappointment she finally found a pair. She came around and sat me down to put them on. She opened the box and took my leg in hand, she slid my feet into comfortable shoes that fit snugly to my feet. I looked down to see she had found some black leather boots. They had a tall heel and had a few thin straps that wrapped around my ankle and leg. The foot however only had one strap and a pointed toe. "These are my new shoes, I brought them this morning on the way here. You can get away with wearing these today as they are the only pair in your size". She proceeded to firmly tighten the tiny buckles to my ankles and helps me to my feet. "And as your now year 10 let me treat you" she took a little bag out of her handbag. "Now close your eyes". I closed my eyes to hide the new shoes from my sight. I herd a few sound as she unzipped the bad and I felt some cold smelling cream being dapped all over my face. Next I could a soft relaxing brush going running its way over my face. What followed next was a smaller brush touching my eyelids. "Can you open your eyes and look up for a second" I opened my eyes and saw a pencil millimetres from touching my eye, I froze in shock trying not to get poked in the eye as she drew right on the inside of my eye! I'm amazed she never actually poked my eye with it. "You can close again sweetie". I closed my eyes and heard a strange popping sound as a small cap was taken off. All I can feel is a gentle pushing against my eyelashes and a odd weight being layered on my eyes. I felt a pencil running its way along my eyebrows as they were coloured in. "Blow me a kiss". I wouldn't mind doing that after all I just indured. I started blowing a kiss when she grabbed my chin and squashed my cheeks so I was stuck puckering up. She started touching my lips with a stick covered in a sticky gel. She held me there for a minute while I started feeling my lips swell and sting from whatever she put on them. Next she used another stick to smear a thick dryer coat over the top. "Oh goodie, I got and email, due to your shoes not being actual uniform your sitting in the office with me for the time being".
I ended up sitting in the office with the lady as she was on the phone talking about her last salon appointment. She took out a pot filled with clear liquid and woke up out of my haze I Yelped "what's that?!?" And sat right up in my chair. "I'm just sorting my nails out, they are a bit rough, I can sort yourd out if you want, looks like you haven't cut them in a while".
I suppose she was right, letting her cut them would save me doing it. "Sounds great". She took a file out of her bag and filed each if my long nails so that the end was squared. "Looking better already, lets coat them shall we". I saw her put the clear pot on the desk next to me as she pulled my hands onto her lap. I could smell varnish as she brushed off the top of my nails. She must be washing them with that clear stuff. After having her leaning on my hands for a while m. I tried to get a glance under her arm at my hand and caught a glimpse of long doll pink nails with an extremely shiny polished gleam to it. My nails were much longer than before and touched one another making a satisfying clink.
Before long work arrived at the office and I tried to complete it on the computer. My long nails made it impossible to type and when I tried to pull them off all it did was hurt me and pull at my nail.
After a while I was great full to be let out to go home but when I got home I was unable to undo my shirt buttons, the shoes or my skirt! Stupid nails! I tried clipping them with nail clippers but the nails were so thick that I couldn't even get the clippers over them. I will have to wait for my sister to get home.
Hope you enjoyed this, I'm very rusty at writing but I am going to be back writing more. I should be releasing a sequel on this.
Thanks, Horizon
Please note this is a fictional and is just a story.
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I had been waiting a while for my sister (Caitlin) to get home from work. shes a bit older than I am and has been working at a clothes shop for a while. Unfortunately for me she's booked the week for early finishes so she can keep an eye on me for the week.
Before long I hear the door close and heels clicking as she walked through to the living room. She took one look at me before yelling "What the hell is going on!?!". I spent the next few minutes explaining how I needed up covered in makeup with long nails and a girls uniform.
"How come your still wearing all of it?".
"I can't get anything off with these nails, can you give me a hand?"
She took out her phone and took a few pictures of me while laughing. "Alright stand up". I stood up as she unbuckled the heels and unzipped the skirt. I let her lift my feet as she pulled the heels off my feet. Now she proceeded to undo each of the buttons on the blouse I unhitched my arms and let it drop to the floor. I carefully used the flat of my fingers to roll the tights down my legs.
I stopped when I realised my sister was starting at me in a strange way. "Errm, what's up?". "It's been a while sinse I've seen you, I don't remember your chest being that.... Big"
At this point I'm looking down at my chest. I never actually realised anything but my chest had grown out quite a bit. Seeing these mounds I gasp and try to cover myself up. "Let me see, I can help". I nervously lowered my arms to my side and my sister inspected my chest. "You have boobs!!, decent sized ones for you age too". "Cut it out, how could this happen!". "I think I might know, I'll be right back" at this point she ran into the kitchen and began sorting through the vitamins and medicine that we have accumulated over the years.
She came running back with a pot of vitamins. "Have you been taking these?". "Yes, why?". "They are meant for women, taking them for a long time will give you boobs as we know know". At this point I felt like having a breakdown. "Please help me, I don't want anyone to know, I'll do anything". "There's not much we can do right now, though you will need to start wearing something to support your boobs or they will ache after a while"
I hated to admit it but my chest was indeed a little sore and did wiggle around more than a normal boys chest does. "Fine, but I need to hide them"
"Come to my room little sis" I followed her upstairs and stood while she went through her draws setting piles of clothing aside and approaching me with a tapeasure in hand. "Arms up". I held my arms up as she measured around my chest waist and hips. Next she sorted through the piles of old clothes until pulling out something white. she wrapped it around my back and started clasping two halves together on the front. "This will be very uncomfortable, but it's the best way to try and squash them a bit". It was tight so I understood that they must be keeping my chest in as well. My sister walked behind me and started tugging at it needlessly. After a minute she stopped and had me take a deep breath. I held it as long as I could but had to let it the air out, as I started breathing out my sister pulled something that tightened the the damn thing and put considerable pressure around my waist as well as my breasts.
"We are almost done, I've got a bar on top my door, grab onto that and hand off it" I made my way over to the door and streached all the way up and had to jump a little to grab the bar. She started pulling on it again but for somehow it seemed to crush me much more than before and made me feel like I was being streached out and breathing was extremely difficult. At least nobody will be able to see my breasts now. I let myself drop back down to the floor and as I was no longer hanging my waist was actually painful as it felt like my ribs were bending in. "What is that damn thing".
"This little sis, is a corset. Not to worry men wear them too, nobody will think anything of it". She sat me down at her desk as she took out some wipes and a bottle. She wiped my face down and had a look at my nails. "We can't get these off with normal remove, I haven't got any of what we need". "Can you go over the weekend? I can't go to school with these, thanks sis".
I didn't want to seem ungrateful or anything but I had to get this thing off. I went back out into my room and tried to undo the clasps on the front, they wouldn't move an inch! I remembered
That she had pulled it from the back so I tried reaching behind me to see what I could do. I could feel the middle with some ribbon keeping it all together. It wasn't pulled completely tight but no matter what I couldnt even find where the ribbon was tied together. I went to the mirror to try and get a better look at it and saw what it had done to me! My waist looked so thin as the corset had forced my waist to be half its normal size. My breasts had not been hidden at all, if anything they looked much bigger as the corset pushed every inch of flab on me to my breasts and butt. She must have know that the corset would do this!
At this point I have given up on removing the corset and am going to make my sister remove it in the morning. Luckily it's the weekend and we both have 2 days off to get this all sorted....
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That's the end of school madness 2, I'm getting a few ideas so am looking forward to writing number 3.
Thanks for reading, Horizon