It took my awhile be she taught me how to put two different shades ofeyeshadow on just like real girls. I couldn't believe I was actuallyputting on ma...eup but I liked it. And as long as nobody found out whatwas the big deal? I asked Alyssa if I could have a girl name to becalled. After a pause she replied, "How if I name you Megan? Would youlike that?"Like it? I loved it!Next she told me it was time for me to put on mascara. When it was on myeyes looked really, really girly. I couldn't stop. ”“Mom!” I gasped and shivered. I couldn’t control either of my parents. The amazing Mildred had them under her panties’ powers. “I would never hurt Stacey. She’s my girlfriend. I love her!” As I said those three words, this thrill shot through me. It was like our friendship had transformed into something even more awesome.Lead into gold or something. Alchemy. That was in Harry Potter, right? Or one of those other YA books I used to read all the time.Whatever, it was something better. I would. However deep down he sensed every indignity of his situation. Squeezedinto those tiny panties, sheathed in nylons, fastened into a bra, andzipped into a horror of a midnight blue taffeta dress, which squeezedhis upper body in a unremitting feminine embrace, but at the same timealso poofed out beneath in an explosion of layers of utterly humiliatingpetticoats.He was glad to have his friend Dale closer, and he felt he'd ratherbravely squashed the most painful feelings of humiliation being seen. After giggling to herself she decided on a very kiss me pink lipstick.After using a lip pencil around her lips she filled in with her favoriteLancome lipstick and, after blotting the excess off, gave her lips a shinygloss. She puckered her lips and wondered if she would actually kiss herdate tonight.While she sat looking in the mirror, Claudia came into the room. She stoodfor a minute and stared at her former husband who was now totally immersedin his feminine form. For a brief second she.