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A day of dreams – Part 2Continued from Part 1“Hi Cheryl, here’s our girl. She’s all yours. Do your magic and turn our girl into the belle of the ball!” Penny was talking to a pretty young woman who was clearly waiting for us in the hair salon. “Hi there Didi, so pleased and excited to meet you! I’ve been looking forward to meeting you and getting to work on you. When I heard about you and about our brief to turn you into a gorgeous girl, I came and had a peek while you we’re in the spa. But you were fast asleep while your facial was getting done.” I blushed and softly and demurely greeted her.“Ok Cheryl, I’ll leave Didi in your capable hands while I go off to get dressed and ready for the party.” Penny winked at me and said “Enjoy yourself darling, you are going to look stunning. We can’t wait to see you all done up. See ya at the party, girl.” With another wink and a giggle she was off and I was left alone with Cheryl.“Come darling, come sit down here and I’ll explain what we’re going to do. It’s going to take a few hours, but just relax and enjoy the experience.” I nodded and sat down in the hairdresser’s chair in front of a big mirror. “You are so pretty”, Cheryl says as she runs her fingers through my hair. “So here’s the plan, Didi. As I mentioned, we’ve been given the brief to make you simply gorgeous. We’re all really excited. It’s such a wonderful change. We’re used to working with spoilt rich women or spoilt self-obsessed models. Getting the opportunity to work with a blank canvas and turn you into a gorgeous girl gives us such a creative opportunity. Whatever we want to do as long as the outcome is stunning.” Cheryl smiled warmly. “And darling, you are a wonderful canvas to work with. Your features are beautiful and your body is so slim, tall and sexy. You’re just the perfect canvas! I’m going to do your hair and then Annie will do your makeup. We have the most stunning dressed picked out for you and we’ll help you çorum escort get dressed and then Michelle…you have met her, haven’t you? Yes off course you have. Anyway, Michelle will take you to the cocktail party once you’re ready. But darling, your hair is going to take ages! I’m putting in extensions to make your hair long and thick and easy to style and I also have to die your hair and extensions to get a beautiful colour. I’m going to die it blonde with streaks and highlights. Gonna be gorgeous, babe!” I just sat there speechless. Not that I could get a word in edge ways!And so the hours progressed. She was working and talking nonstop. It was actually really pleasant to be able to sit back, give myself over to her…to them…and just let my thoughts drift into daydream world. I couldn’t begin to form a picture of what I’d look like or how the evening would pan out. All I knew was that I was in their hands. The girls had a plan and a clear picture of what I was to be and they were working to that plan with me being an obedient submissive girl. It was actually really exciting…being helplessly in their hands.Once my hair was done I was whisked off to the makeup artist and she worked on my face for a further hour. Foundation, eye shadow, false lashes, eyeliner, blush, lipstick…the words drifted through my head. All the while I was looking and feeling more and more feminine. They didn’t let me look in the mirrors. It was to be a surprise. But I could sense and see parts of the transformation into a woman. Feminine smells, swishing of hair, and everything I could see was feminine…nails, long blonde streaked hair…high heeled stilettos on my feet.After what felt like an eternity Michelle arrived and they announced that I was now ready for the final touch…my dress. Michelle, Cheryl and Annie all three fussed around me, touching up lipstick, brushing hair and spraying perfume. Then Michelle denizli escort brought my dress out of the the next room. My mouth must have dropped open. “Gorgeous isn’t it?”, Michelle said. “Darling, this is simply the sexiest dress we could find. There isn’t another girl at the cocktail party who could wear this. No one else would be able to pull this off. But with your long toned legs and tiny boobies, it’s just the perfect dress for you.” “Oh god yes, it’s perfect. Sexy and stunning!” Cheryl and Annie cooed.It was stunning. I didn’t know what it would look like when I was wearing it, but the fabric and colour was just amazing. Soft silky thin jersey-like fabric in the most incredible turquoise. It wasn’t one colour, it’s sort of moved and changed shades of turquoise as the dress moved.“Ok sexy, time to slip of your gown and let us get the dress on you”, Michelle instructed. With the gown off I stood there in my tint turquoise lacy panties and high heels, and nothing else. They giggled at my modesty as I tried to keep my hands over my groin and cover my titties. I stepped into the dress and they pulled it up. All three of them fussed and fitted and pulled until they were happy. Cheryl brushed my hair again, Annie did some makeup touch ups and again Michelle spritzed me with perfume. God I smelled gorgeous!“Ok Miss Gorgeous, time to look in the mirror.” “Oh my god!” was all I could say.“Indeed babe. Oh my god is what every woman…and man will say or think when you walk into the cocktail party”. Michelle smiled happily.Is stared at myself in the mirror. Was it me? I knew it was and yet it wasn’t me. A tall girl with a mane of long blonde streaked hair looked back at me. The dress was a halter neck with a long drooping cowl neck that was open to just above my panty. If I moved to fast, their were brief flickers of my nipples. The back was totally open and the skirt started just above my pantie diyarbakır escort at the back. The top of my buttocks and a hint of crack was clearly visible. The skirt of the dress…oh my god the skirt…it flared into a short flared skirts that was the briefest of skirt only. When I twirled on the balls of my feet, the skirt floated out and I’m sure the briefest of bottom and panty was visible for a millisecond. But the skirt was so well cut that it immediately settled. It was like a deliciously tantalising tease. It moved, it threatened to expose my bottom and panties, and yet immediately settled before one could be sure what you saw. It’s dress was an amazing creation!“Ready?” I looked at Michelle, swallowed nervously and nodded. “As ready as I am going to be.” All three of them laughed and giggled. They were so excited with their creation….me….Didi. “You are stunning babe, and you are definitely going to be the belle of the ball. I hope you took your Pill this morning!”. Michelle laughed, enjoying her joke. “Now, Didi, I have a confession and have to admit to you that I let my PR training get the better of me. I’ve let several of our investors and guests know that a stunning model has flown in from New York and that she’s not only sexy and gorgeous, but also highly intelligent….and…well, and that she’s a very available and horny girl!”. “What!”, I exclaimed. Michelle and the other two burst out laughing. “Well babe, your friend Penny was determined that you have a good time, and she was determined that you’d have naughty juicy girl stories to tell tomorrow. So I’ve made sure that that will happen!” She giggled madly. “In fact, I want to hear the stories as well! We will all have a good girlie chat at breakfast tomorrow. That’s if you’re not whisked off to a romantic holiday or a castle or harem!”“Oh my god, you girls are so bloody naughty!”Michelle grinned. “Yes we are naughty. But you love it, don’t you!” I grinned. And she smiled back and winked at Cheryl and Annie. “You’ve done a great job on her, girls. She is absolutely stunning and fuckable…and fucked she will be long before midnight, that I have no doubt about!”The cocktail party…or is that a “tail of cocks at a party!”To be continued
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