'Those were the days...' pt 4
Hair put in a tight buns no make up on the two were kept looking more sissy-ish then femmed-out t-girls for the next few months wearing only high heels and just their locked chastity cages. The desire to look and feel as pretty as they had the night of the after-after party only grew once it was denied Gigi and Barbara.
The remnants of their diminishing masculinity in a losing battle with the power of estrogen time marched on with Lance and Trent now treated as the hired help. If asked when they signed off on the waivers they would have thought they’d be drowned in femininity instead they were learning how to clean a home from top to bottom while becoming effeminate male handmaidens educated in the art of enhancing a woman’s look.
This too fulfilled a greater purpose how many women had there been in decades gone by that had learned a married relationship often merely means they are treated as the inconsequential domesticated servants to dominants while trying to look pretty as well.
Growing comfortable in nakedness while cleaning and waiting on women they became docile and obedient…’yes Maaam….no Maam…let me go bring that to you now….how may I be of service’….all expressions of a person whose station in life was that of a humble servant.
Wearing a locked chastity cage for a weekend might be considered fun yet over an extended period it as a profound impact. Gone is the habit of rubbing one out whenever one felt like it what replaces it is a deep sense of lost control both psychologically and physically.
A male will doubt who he thought he was as he moves through the five stages of grief as though losing a friend. Denial, anger, bargaining depression and finally acceptance the shift in the persona occurs until he no longer was what he once considered him self to be.
The trees leafed out like the first sign of spring a budding flower renews hope.
Month 6 the dieting and female hormones had Barbara and Gigi at the ballet bar stretching readying for their toning exercise when they saw them. At first a couple of months before the areolas and nipples pouted out yet 3 separate growth spurts over 8 weeks now showed the round milky shapeliness that comes from developing breasts. Gigi’s seemed like his were going to be pear shaped while Barbara’s DNA insisted his breasts would be a more symmetrical full rounded pair.
Helen walked in to the workout area and took delight in seeing the developments for it meant they could escalate the basic feminine grooming schedule to one with greater impact. During their depression stage she would pick up the comments from time to time…’I thought we’d be going on tour and stuff’.
The talented Cd was pleased to see the glee the two had with the ‘winter of our discontent’ moment over. Looking into the mirror Barbara and Gigi turned on seeing Helen.
“Ms. Helen?”
“Yes my lovelies …what is it Gigi?”
“Our boobies….look…they’re bigger.”
He couldn’t help it Gigi shook his new mammaries.
“Oh I see….you’re becoming big girls, well that changes things, now aren’t you glad you’ve learned how to do Betty and mine’s make up and hair?…..and helped us put on our intimate wear and outfits?”
“Yes Maam.”
The words came out as the two half skipped like little girls over to her.
“Does this mean we will get to wear pretty lingerie now too?”
“Your superior Lisbeth will be back from her east coast swing soon…..she just may have you join her on the tour as she goes up the coast before heading to Japan and the pacific-rim concerts.”
Other psychological ploys were now used bedtime meant being put in ‘Babydoll’s and binky’s’ as Betty called it. Binky in their mouth frilled babydoll nighties on that barely hid the matching lace panties covering their chastity pieces they took to seeing the bedroom look like a young girl’s filled with pink and white colors along with a bevy of stuffed animals on the beds comforter.
Lessons learned Betty decided to grill the two on the correct protocol of applying make up.
“First is my moisturizer….it protects and helps the makeup absorb more evenly and last longer.”
Gigi went next.
“I rub primer on…all over my face to grip the make up and blur the imperfections.”
The two had over 10 laser treatments to remove the facial hair follicles now smooth as silk their faces were blemish fee from eating a healthy diet.
“I use my foundation first in the ‘T zone’ then spread it out so it blends for a more natural look.”
Barbara smiled by now the two were like sisters that could read each others mind.
“My concealer is one or two shades lighter then my foundation an I am careful not to use too much in over-correcting….before using my highlighter where its needed.”
“For my eyes I use eyeshadow primer first for a more vibrant look….then my different shades of shadow moving out from the dark first to a lighter shade last.”
Gigi giggled.
“I draw the lines of my eyeliner very carefully using small strokes instead of one big one……For my mascara I flutter my lashes against the brush of the wand….it's so wet I need to be careful though.”
Barbara added
“I like using the big fluffy brush for layering the translucent powder to keep things on.”
In unison they spoke.
“Last comes our lipstick.”
Hands on his hips Helen the Cd smiled.
“Its time you two had a proper bra fitting. I know just where to take you two girlie girls.”
It was Gigi who said it best using one word.
“Yummy.”
The text message went out from Betty to Lisbeth ‘time to put Thailand on your tour dates….let me know what works and I’ll contact Dr. Kwon and have her schedule it.”
End of part 4….
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