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:: Makeover Options
<> • [[Hair.]]
<><> • [[Nails.]]
<><> • [[Makeup.]]
<><> • [[Clothes.]]
<><> • [[Piercings.]]
<><> • [[Bodyscaping.]]
<> • <>[[I think I've changed my mind.|Thanks, all done.]]<>[[Thanks, all done.]]<>
//FIXME -- Since this same code is used by the Wed evening makeover, we should pull it out into its own thing instead of having it embedded in Tues!//
:: Hair.
<>"Why don't we do something with my hair?" [[you|You]] say.
"Well, I see you already need a trim," [[she|Mrs. Anderson]] says. She has you don a hairstyling cape and sets to work with her scissors. She has you trimmed in no time. Then she asks, "Do you want to dye it as well? Brown, black, or red, perhaps? Or stay blonde. I don't mean to encourage you to change it since your natural hair color is quite beautiful."
[[Brown.]]
[[Black.]]
[[Red.|Dying Hair Red]]
[[No, I'll stay blonde.]]
:: Brown.
<><><>"I'd like to try <>being a brunette<><>black hair<><>being a redhead<>," [[you|You]] say.
"Okay," [[Mrs. Anderson]] says<>.<> and studies your face intently. "I'm just working out what shade would look best."<>
She walks over to a cupboard and takes out a box. She has you go to the sink and washes and conditions your hair, whistling while she works.
Then she has you return to her styling chair and sets to work at the long tedious process of dying your hair. "I think you'll really like it when it's done, Parker," she says. She separates your hair into sections and dyes it and then has you sit waiting for a while. The two of you chat for a bit while you wait.
She then rinses your hair and conditions it and has you wait a bit longer. Finally she rinses it out and restyles it. She has you look in the mirror. "Oh," she says, "that's beautiful. Congratulations, you're now a <>beautiful brunette<><>redhead<><>raven-haired beauty<>. Will there be anything else?"
<>
:: Black.
<><>
:: Dying Hair Red
<><>
:: No, I'll stay blonde.
"No thank you," [[you|You]] say. "My natural color is fine."
"All right. Anything else?" [[Mrs. Anderson]] replies.
<>
:: Nails.
<>[[Mrs. Anderson]] has [[you|You]] sit in her styling chair and take off your shoes. She sets to work refreshing your manicure and pedicure.
<>She repaints your fingernails and toenails with the <>red<>pink<> color you chose yesterday.
<><>"So shall we paint them today?" she says hopefully. "Red or pink?"
[[Red.|Red Nails]]
[[Pink.|Pink Nails]]
[[Not today, thanks.]]<>
:: Red Nails
<><><>"How about <>red<>pink<>?" [[you|You]] say.
"Great!" [[Mrs. Anderson]] responds and sets to work painting your fingernails and toenails. When they're done drying, she says, "Anything else?"
<>
:: Pink Nails
<><>
:: Not today, thanks.
"No thank you," [[you|You]] respond.
"All right," [[Mrs. Anderson]] replies. "Anything else?"
<>
:: Makeup.
<>"How about makeup?" [[you|You]] ask.
"Sure!" [[she|Mrs. Anderson]] says. "Just a bit of concealer, a really nice subtle job to accentuate your features, or shall we just paint you like a whore?" She gives you a friendly smile.<> Well, you're definitely not choosing that //last// one. What kind of <>girl<>slut<> does she think you are?<>
[[Just a bit.]]
[[A nice subtle job.]]
<>[[Layer it on with a trowel.]]<>
:: Just a bit.
<>"Just concealer is fine," [[you|You]] say.
[[Mrs. Anderson]] sets to work, finishing up with just a tiny touch of lipstick which matches your natural shade. When she's done you can't even tell you're wearing makeup at all, no matter how closely you look, but there is a definite improvement in your appearance.
"Great," she says. "Processees are really easy. Their skin always comes in surprisingly blemish-free. I've always been envious. Will there be anything else?"
<>
:: A nice subtle job.
<>"Just something subtle," [[you|You]] say.
"Terrific," [[Mrs. Anderson]] replies. She goes through a whole regimen of eyeshadow, blush, eyeliner, lipstick, and the rest. She does so much that you're surprised when you look in the mirror that you can barely tell you're wearing makeup and only if you look closely. But you have to admit you look stunning.
"Will there be anything else?" she says.
<>
:: Layer it on with a trowel.
<>"Well," [[you|You]] say. "I want to try looking really sexy."
"Paint you like a whore it is!" [[Mrs. Anderson]] says.
She is a whirlwind of activity, pulling out every trick in the book. When she's done, you look in the mirror and are astonished at what you see. There's no question you look trashy, but Mrs. Anderson is a wizard and the look is amazingly alluring as well. You think every man you pass might pop a boner just looking at you. Not only is the look really seductive, but you also look like you're obviously going to put out.
"Well," Mrs. Anderson sniffs. "It's not what I would have chosen for you, but I can't deny the results. Be careful where you go looking like this. You're going to be a magnet for attention. Make sure to come back before bed so I can show you how to take it off. Anything else I can do for you?"
<>
:: Clothes.
<><>"Clothes, maybe?" [[you|You]] ask.
<>"You don't like the elegant look?" [[Mrs. Anderson]] says, looking a bit disappointed. "Well, I suppose it's not for everybody. Why don't we dress you for a less formal date then? You can go casual or sexy instead." <>She wrinkles her nose a bit. "I suppose you could go //really// attention-getting, but I'd have to call in Belinda for that."<>
[[Casual.]]
[[Sexy.]]
<>[[You'd better call in Belinda.]]<><>"Sure, why don't we dress you for a date tonight? Not sure if you have one, but it's good practice even if you don't," [[Mrs. Anderson]] replies. "Now, we can go casual, elegant, or sexy." <>She wrinkles her nose a bit. "I suppose you could go //really// attention-getting, but I'd have to call in Belinda for that."<>
[[Casual.]]
[[Elegant.]]
[[Sexy.]]
<>[[You'd better call in Belinda.]]<><>
:: Casual.
<>"Just something casual, I think," [[you|You]] say.
[[Mrs. Anderson]] says, "Terrific, I have just the thing."
She jumps into the closet and produces an outfit consisting of white slacks, a red shirt, ankle-high black high-heeled boots, and a black purse. She also gives you a matching purple silk bra and panties.
You head into the closet and change into them. When you come out, she has you look in the mirror and you have to admit it's very flattering to your figure without being obviously flirty. You think you look rather glamorous in it, in fact.
"You look great, Parker," Mrs. Anderson says. "Will there be anything else?"
<>
:: Elegant.
<>"How about something elegant?" [[you|You]] ask.
[[Mrs. Anderson]] says, "A terrific idea. Don't worry too much about being overdressed, by the way. The women of Rosestead like dressing up a great deal more than is typical of other communities, so there's really no such thing as being too overdressed. You may have noticed this in my own personal style."
She pulls out a beautiful purple dress slit up to the thigh and with a rather plunging neckline, though saved from immodesty by a silver brocade which connects right at the cleavage. She also gives you a pair of strappy silver high heels and a black lacy underwear set. "Give this a try," she says.
You go into the closet and change into the outfit, having some difficulty with the bra, but managing to figure it all out. When you come out, Mrs. Anderson whistles. "Stunning," she says.
You look in the mirror and have to agree. "You look great, Parker," Mrs. Anderson says. "Anything else I can do for you?"
<>
:: Sexy.
<>"Maybe something sexy?" [[you|You]] say.
"I've got just the thing," [[Mrs. Anderson]] says. She digs around in the closet and produces a dark grey textured full-sleeved mini dress along with a matching purple silk bra and panties. "Go and put this on."
You walk into the closet and change into the dress. It only comes to the top of your thighs. You walk out and Mrs. Anderson gives quite a dazzling grin.
"Oh, you look delicious!" she says. "And now for the //pièce de résistance//." With a flourish, she produces a pair of black thigh high high-heeled boots. You put them on and Mrs. Anderson says, "Absolutely stunning!" The heels on the boots are quite high and it takes some getting used to walking in them.
"Wonderful!" Mrs. Anderson says. "You should be able to seduce just about anyone in that. If you want to, of course." She winks at you and then adds, "Did you want to do anything else?"
<>
:: You'd better call in Belinda.
<><>"Maybe we should ask for Belinda's opinion," [[you|You]] venture.
"Certainly," [[Mrs. Anderson]] says. She pushes a button and [[Wendy]] comes in to the room and curtsies shortly thereafter. Mrs. Anderson says, "Wendy, could you tell Belinda to join us?"
"Yes, Madame," Wendy replies, curtseying again as she leaves.
In a short while, [[Belinda]] walks in. "Yeah, Mom? What's up?"
"Belinda," Mrs. Anderson says, "for reasons passing understanding, Parker would like you to select an outfit for her to wear tonight."
"Fantastic!" Belinda says. "Do you have a date tonight or something?"
<>You nod. "Ooh," she says. "Lucky you. Well, I can find you something appropriate.<><> If it falls through or something, though, you can always go clubbing with me tonight after dinner.<>"<>You shake your head. "That's too bad," she says. <><>"Well, you can always go clubbing with me tonight after dinner if you want. And I've got just the outfit.<>"Well, maybe something will turn up. In any case, I've got just the thing if you just want to try out something nice in private.<>"<>
She goes rummaging through the closet and comes out with an outfit. "Try this on," she says.<> "It will really show off that navel piercing to good effect."<><>
The top is a green snake skin print which covers the breasts, though showing generous amounts of cleavage and is attached in the center right beneath the breasts to a circle ring in the center which connects down two strips of material which attach to the skirt. It ties around the neck and in the center of your back. This makes you nervous because if someone just untied both of those, the top would come off completely and there's not much stopping anyone from doing that. It leaves your back and sides completely bare other than the flimsy ties. The skirt is a "wet look" leather mini skirt which only goes down to the top of your thighs. She gives you a pair of black high heels, which are higher than you've ever worn before, and teaches you to walk in them.
"Um," you say, "shouldn't I wear some underwear?"
<>Belinda frowns. "Well, ordinarily I would recommend it, yes. But everybody in school knows what a <>giant slut<>submissive pussylicker<> you are. So I assumed they wouldn't stay on for longer than a few minutes anyway."<><>Belinda says, "Oh, yes, I forgot!" She gets you a cute little purple thong and you slip it on underneath your skirt.<>
Belinda gives you one last look. "Amazing," she says. "You're going to be great!<> Hope I see you tonight!"<> She waves at you and leaves.
Mrs. Anderson sniffs a little, looking at your outfit. "Well, Parker, will there be anything else?"
<>
:: Piercings.
<>"Piercings?" [[you|You]] ask<>, remembering the list of piercings you were ordered to get by <>Sean<>Rachel<><>.
"Yes, you really need to get your ears pierced. It's amazing the effect a little jewelry has there," [[Mrs. Anderson]] replies. "Wendy's our resident expert. She can do any piercing you can imagine and probably several you can't. The beauty of your situation is that Processees heal so quickly, the usual after-piercing care routine is greatly compressed. You'll probably be fine by morning."
Mrs. Anderson presses a button and, within a couple of minutes, there's a knock on the door and [[Wendy]] enters, dressed in a maid outfit. She curtseys. "You rang, Madame?"
"Yes, Wendy," Mrs. Anderson says. "Parker here needs some piercings so we need your expertise."
"As you wish, Madame," Wendy replies and thoroughly scrubs her hands before getting some equipment from a cupboard.
"So, shall we pierce your ears first, Parker?" Wendy asks.
[[Yes.|Ears.]]
[[I've changed my mind.|No more piercings.]]
:: Ears.
<>"I'd like my ears pierced," [[you|You]] say.
"Okay," [[Wendy]] says. She has [[Mrs. Anderson]] numb up your ears with ice and quickly pierces them, giving you a couple of silver hoops. The piercings are entirely painless and you have to admit the hoops look pretty good.
"You know, Parker," Wendy says. "You have such a nice figure with a nice flat stomach. I think you'd look terrific with a navel piercing. It always looks great when you're in a bikini or something, if you've got the figure to pull it off and you certainly do."
[[Agree.|Belly button.]]
[[I don't think so.|Declined Navel Piercing]]
:: Declined Navel Piercing
"No, I don't think so," [[you|You]] say.
"Okay," [[Wendy]] says and starts putting her things away.
<>[[Wait! You have to ask her about those other piercings.]]
<>[[Let her go.|No more piercings.]]
:: Belly button.
<>[[You]] pull up your shirt and let [[Wendy]] examine your belly button. "You don't have enough of an outie for a true navel piercing, so I'll have to do it through the upper rim. That's pretty common, Parker, and nothing to worry about."
She goes through the same routine of ice and alcohol swabs and all with her piercing equipment. This one does hurt and you wince and clutch onto the side of the table while she's doing it. When she's done, you have a little ring with a few dangling bits of jewelry on it.
"All right, Parker. That looks great," she says and starts packing away her things.
<>[[Wait! You have to ask her about those other piercings.]]
<>[[Let her go.|No more piercings.]]
:: Wait! You have to ask her about those other piercings.
<>"Wait!" [[you|You]] say, blushing furiously but afraid to disobey. "I need piercings in my nipples<>, tongue, and clitoris<> and tongue<>."
[[Wendy]] looks surprised. "Are you sure?" she asks. "Those aren't exactly for novices."
[[Mrs. Anderson]] smiles. <>"According to Belinda, our little Parker is already a gangbang slut. She didn't waste any time, it seems."<>"I suspect Rachel had a hand in this. According to Belinda, Parker has become quite the submissive little sextoy for her."<> You blush.
"Well, all right," Wendy says. "I want to wait to do your tongue <>and clit <>piercing<>s<> until right before bed, but I can do your nipples right now. Strip to the waist please. You're very lucky you're a Processee, you know. Nipple piercings are generally a breeze, but the healing process can be long and painful. You're going to be fully healed overnight, though they might be a little sore tonight."
You strip to the waist. Despite her claims there won't be any pain, you're very nervous as she cleans your nipples and ices them. After she's swabbed your nipples with alcohol, you anxiously await the piercing. However, she is very good and there isn't much pain after all with the first one. After she's finished up with a small ring, you tell her to go ahead and do the second one. That one does hurt and you wince a little, but it's over with quickly.
"There," she says, "a couple of nice nipple rings for you. I'll come in and take a look at them before you go to sleep tonight."
[[Continue.|No more piercings.]]
:: No more piercings.
<>"You know, I think I've changed my mind," [[you|You]] say. "I don't think I will have any piercings today."
"All right," [[Mrs. Anderson]] says. "You're dismissed, [[Wendy]]." Wendy curtseys and walks out of the room.<><>You're very worried about what will happen to you for disobeying orders, but more worried about needles through sensitive parts of your anatomy, so you let Wendy go. <>[[Wendy]] cleans up all of her piercing supplies and turns to look at [[you|You]].
She says, "When you're going to bed, Parker, call me and I'll make sure the piercings are clean so you don't get any infections." She curtseys to [[Mrs. Anderson]] before leaving the room.<>
"Will there be anything else, Parker?" [[Mrs. Anderson]] says.
<>
:: Bodyscaping.
<>"Bodyscaping?" [[you|You]] ask.
"Sure, we can wax off all your hair from the neck down. <>Though perhaps you'd prefer to leave a nice triangle just above your pussy.<>In fact, that's what I recommend. The full Hollywood wax.<>," [[Mrs. Anderson]] replies.
[[Just your legs and underarms, plus a trim, please.]]<>
[[The full Hollywood wax.]]<>
:: Just your legs and underarms, plus a trim, please.
<>"We can't do a full wax," [[you|You]] explain. "I can't take off my chastity belt."
"Oh, you've got a chastity belt already! Already been a naughty girl and gotten some boy's girlfriend mad at you, have you? Probably Rachel, I shouldn't wonder," she says. "Well, obviously, we can't wax your pelvic region then. Still, we'll do what we can. Strip please."
You strip down to your chastity belt and she has you sit down in a chair. <><>"Just my underarms and legs plus a trim, please," [[you|You]] respond.
"All right," [[Mrs. Anderson]] replies. "Why don't you strip down?"
You strip off your clothes and she has you sit down in a chair. <>She carefully washes your underarms and legs and then applies some wax to your left underarm. She then applies the strip and rips it off. "Ah!" you yell.
"Got several more of those to go," she says. "So I hope it wasn't too bad."
"I can handle it," you reply.
She nods and does the same to your other underarm and then your legs. Now that you're prepared for it, it's not too painful.
Finally, she finishes up by trimming your pubic hair into a nice triangle for you. "Beautiful," she says. "All right, you can get dressed now." You gratefully do, enjoying the feel of your smooth skin as you do so.
"All right," she says. "Anything else?"
<>
:: The full Hollywood wax.
<>[[You]] look down at your pelvic region. "Um, maybe I should have it all removed?" you say.
"Of course you should, Parker. You have to be groomed appropriately now, don't you?" [[Mrs. Anderson]] says with a knowing smile. "Strip down."<>"I guess I'll go with the full wax," [[you|You]] say.
"Very good," [[Mrs. Anderson]] says. "Strip down."<>
<>You strip off your clothes and she has you sit down in a chair. She washes your underarms and legs and then applies some wax to your left underarm. She carefully applies a strip and then rips it off in one yank. "Ah!" you yell.
"Got several more of those to go," she says. "So I hope it wasn't too bad."
"I can handle it," you reply.
She nods and does the same to your other underarm and then your legs. Now that you're prepared for it, it's not too painful.
"All right," she says, "now for the difficult bit. Lie on your back on the massage table. We'll do your butt first."
You lie down on the massage table with some trepidation. She has you pull your legs up over your head. Fortunately, flexibility isn't a problem for you, so this is pretty easy. She goes through the same process on your ass. It's not too bad until she gets in right around your anus and you scream when she pulls off that strip.
"Oh, don't be a baby," she admonishes you. "All right, you can put your legs down. Time to do the front."
You do and she starts the process again on your crotch. Every time she pulls off a strip, you end up howling and by the end of it, you're weeping from the pain.
<>"Well, Parker," she says. "Sorry to say, but I've still got to get that cute little penis of yours and your testicles. Unfortunately, this is by far the worst and I'm going to need your help."
She has you hold your balls to keep the skin taut and repeats the process. When she pulls off the strip, you howl in pain. She holds you in her arms and strokes your testicles which does soothe them. She has to do a couple more before she's done and you're bawling by the time she's finished.
<>She holds you and strokes your hair to comfort you. "There, there, the first time is easily the worst. It gets easier every time from now on. And trust me, it makes you look much sexier."
When you've recovered, she says, "All right, get dressed." You do so and she asks, "Will there be anything else?"
<>
:: Thanks, all done.
"I think that will do it," [[you|You]] say.
<><><><>"Now, Parker, I do insist that we take care of that hair, [[Mrs. Anderson]] says. "Strip please."
<><>You strip off your clothes and she has you sit down in a chair. She carefully washes your underarms and legs and then applies some wax to your left underarm. She carefully applies a strip and then rips it off in one yank. "Ah!" you yell.
"Got several more of those to go," she says. "So I hope it wasn't too bad."
"I can handle it," you reply.
She nods and does the same to your other underarm and then your legs. Now that you're prepared for it, it's not too painful.
"All right," she says, "now for the difficult bit. Lie on your back on the massage table. We'll do your butt first."
You lie down on the massage table with some trepidation. She has you pull your legs up over your head. Fortunately, flexibility isn't a problem for you, so this is pretty easy. She goes through the same process on your ass. It's not too bad until she gets in right around your anus and you scream when she pulls off that strip.
"Oh, don't be a baby," she admonishes you. "All right, you can put your legs down. Time to do the front."
You do and she starts the process again on your crotch. Every time she pulls off a strip, you end up howling and by the end of it, you're weeping from the pain.
<>"Well, Parker," she says. "Sorry to say, but I've still got to get that cute little penis of yours and your testicles. Unfortunately, this is by far the worst and I'm going to need your help."
She has you hold your balls to keep the skin taut and repeats the process. When she pulls off the strip, you howl in pain. She holds you in her arms and strokes your testicles which does soothe them. She has to do a couple more before she's done and you're bawling by the time she's finished.
<>She holds you and strokes your hair to comfort you. "There, there, the first time is easily the worst. It gets easier every time from now on. And trust me, it makes you look much sexier."
When you've recovered, she says, "All right, get dressed. You may go now."<>You strip off your clothes and she has you sit down in a chair. "Oh, I approve of the chastity belt! Already been a naughty girl and gotten some boy's girlfriend mad at you, I see. Probably Rachel, I shouldn't wonder," she says. "Well, obviously we won't be able to give you a trim with that thing on." She carefully washes your underarms and legs and then applies some wax to your left underarm. She then applies the strip and rips it off. "Ah!" you yell.
"Got several more of those to go," she says. "So I hope it wasn't too bad."
"I can handle it," you reply.
She nods and does the same to your other underarm and then your legs. Now that you're prepared for it, it's not too painful.
Finally, she finishes up by trimming your pubic hair into a nice triangle for you. "Beautiful," she says. "All right, you may get dressed and go now."<><><>"But we haven't even done anything!" [[Mrs. Anderson]] exclaims. "Oh, very well then." She's clearly disappointed and you go back to your room.<>"All right," [[Mrs. Anderson]] says. "Take care now."<>
You go back to your room.
[[Continue.|Makeover Done]]<>
:: Forced Clothes
"Oh no, Parker, that won't do at all," [[Mrs. Anderson]] says. "The wrestling team would //not// approve. You're going to at least have to dress appropriately. Now, why don't we dress you for a date tonight? Not sure if you have one, but it's good practice even if you don't," [[Mrs. Anderson]] replies. "Now, we can go casual, elegant, or sexy." <>She wrinkles her nose a bit. "I suppose you could go //really// attention-getting, but I'd have to call in Belinda for that."<>
You sigh. There's no point in fighting this woman. She's a force of nature.
[[Casual.]]
[[Elegant.]]
[[Sexy.]]
<>[[You'd better call in Belinda.]]<>
:: Mrs. Anderson's Makeover
<><><><>[[You]] follow behind [[Mrs. Anderson]] down a number of hallways, passing by the locked off wing of the house.
"By the way, Mrs. Anderson, why is that wing locked off?" you ask.
"Oh, no special reason, Parker. Frankly, this house is too big for us and we've never really used that wing. It's easier just to lock it off so there's a little less work for the maids."
You arrive at Mrs. Anderson's boudoir and she unlocks the door to let you both in. You are immediately struck by the large amount of women's beautification products on display. There's a massive vanity covered with makeup and other beauty products. The door to a very large walk-in closet is open and she has a simply stunning amount of clothes and shoes. There's even a small hair styling station with a sink and a styling chair and a massage table in the opposite corner.
"Okay, Parker, why don't we start with a haircut, manicure, and pedicure? Go into the closet and strip down so we don't risk getting your clothes messy. There's a robe hanging in the closet that you can wear," she says. You see nothing objectionable about this so you walk into the closet, close the door, and strip off.
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You put the robe on and tie up the belt, marveling at how soft it feels against your skin.
[[Leave the closet.]]
:: Leave the closet.
"Have a seat, Parker," [[Mrs. Anderson]] says, motioning [[you|You]] to a seat right in front of the sink, and you oblige. She gives you a mirror so you can look at yourself. <>"Now would you like it cut short or long?"
[[Short.]]
[[Long.]]<><>"Now I think you'd look marvelous with some curls in that hair of yours. What do you think?"
You open your mouth to say something, but she's already taken the mirror from you and leaned you back into the sink so she can shampoo your hair. When she's finished rinsing your hair, she has you sit in the styling chair and put on a cape and she gets to work. It is obviously a labor of love for her as she hums to herself happily while she's cutting and curling your hair. You anxiously try to see what she's doing, but eventually you just give up and relax, enjoying the experience.
When she's done, she gives you a mirror and you take a look at yourself and gasp. Your blonde, curly hair frames your face to stunning effect. You can't believe how much more beautiful this hairstyle makes you look.
"Wait until you see yourself with makeup, Parker," Mrs. Anderson says, obviously pleased with your reaction. "But first, I need to give you a manicure and a pedicure. Why don't we put some polish on all of your nails, Parker? For right now, I recommend red or pink."<><><>
[[Red.]]
[[Pink.]]<>"Now would you like it cut short or something more feminine?"
[[Short.]]
<>[[Take a deep breath and accept your femininity.|Long.]]<>[[Something more feminine.|Long.]]<><><><>
:: Short.
<>"Short," [[you|You]] say.
[[Mrs. Anderson]] smiles. "Short it is," she says. She takes the mirror from you and has you lean back into the sink so she can shampoo your hair. When [[Mrs. Anderson]]'s finished rinsing your hair, she has [[you|You]] sit in the styling chair and put on a cape and she gets to work. <>You don't pay much attention as she's certainly cutting it short enough on the back and sides. She seems to leave it a little longer on top than you were expecting, but you figure she knows what she's doing and you let her get on with it.
When she's done, she gives you a mirror so you can look at her handiwork. You are a little appalled at the pixie-ish haircut she has given you. You have to admit it looks cute, but it's way more feminine than you expected.
"Can't you take more off the top?" you ask.
"Don't be silly, Parker. You look adorable. The girls are going to love it," she replies. Well, perhaps she's right, you think. It does give you a certain androgynous quality that a lot of girls seem to go for.
"Now, we need to give you a manicure and pedicure. Do you want any polish on your nails? You can have either red or pink," Mrs. Anderson says.<>"I think you'd look marvelous with a pixie cut," she says and she proceeds to cut it short on the sides and back while leaving it somewhat longer on top.
When she's done, she gives you a mirror so you can look at her handiwork. You give a little gasp of surprise when you see yourself in the mirror. You are entranced at how cute you look with the pixie-ish cut she's given you. Your soft feminine face is really accented by the cut. Your masculine pride pricks at you a bit, but you say, "Wow, that's really good, Mrs. Anderson."
"So glad you like it, Parker. Wait until you see yourself with makeup," Mrs. Anderson says, obviously pleased with your reaction. "But first, I need to give you a manicure and a pedicure. Why don't we put some polish on all of your nails, Parker? For right now, I recommend red or pink."<>
<><><><><>[[Red.]]<>
<><><><><>[[Pink.]]<><>
[[A little red nail polish wouldn't hurt, would it?|Red.]]<><>
[[A little pink nail polish wouldn't hurt, would it?|Pink.]]<>
[[No thank you.|Refused Polish]]
:: Long.
<><><><><><>[[You]] think for a good long time about [[Mrs. Anderson]]'s question. You've been fighting this every step of the way, but as you stare at yourself in the mirror, you realize just how pretty you are now and it takes your breath away. //That's me,// you think. You think about all the things that have happened in the last couple of days and conclude that maybe you'd be happy being a girl if you just stopped fighting it.
"How about something more feminine?" you say.
"Parker!" Mrs. Anderson says with a gasp.<>"I think long is good," [[you|You]] say.
"That's the spirit, Parker," [[Mrs. Anderson]] says.<> "I'm so proud of you. You will not believe how beautiful I'm going to make you. You are going to be the envy of the school. You have such beautiful blonde hair.... Though you don't have to stay a blonde if you'd prefer something else. Brunette like me, maybe. Or red like your mother, perhaps. That's for another day though as we don't have time today. It's not quite as long as I'd like it, but it will be in a couple of days and we can redo it then."
She takes the mirror from you and has you lean back into the sink so she can shampoo your hair. When she's finished rinsing your hair, she has you sit in the styling chair and put on a cape and she gets to work. It is obviously a labor of love for her as she hums to herself happily while she's cutting and curling your hair. You anxiously try to see what she's doing, but eventually you just give up and relax, enjoying the experience.
When she's done, she gives you a mirror and you take a look at yourself and gasp. Your blonde, curly hair frames your face to stunning effect. You can't believe how much more beautiful this hairstyle makes you look.
"Wait until you see yourself with makeup, Parker," Mrs. Anderson says, obviously pleased with your reaction. "But first, I need to give you a manicure and a pedicure. Why don't we put some polish on all of your nails, Parker? For right now, I recommend red or pink."
[[Red.]]
[[Pink.]]
[[No thanks.|Refused Polish]]
:: Red.
<><>[[You]] look at yourself with your new haircut in the mirror again. You sigh. Perhaps <>you should stop fighting this<><><>a little nail polish wouldn't hurt<>. "Okay," you say. "I'll take red."
"Oh, Parker," Mrs. Anderson says, "I'm so happy for you. A good choice. A strong, confident color. Sexy as hell too."<>"Red sounds good," [[you|You]] say.
"Good choice," [[Mrs. Anderson]] says. "A strong, confident color. Sexy as hell too."<><>
She sets to work trimming, filing, and polishing your fingernails and toenails plus the rest of the manicure and pedicure. You had no idea how much work was involved in things like this.
When Mrs. Anderson finishes, she says, "There you are, Parker. Now, if you come over to the vanity, I can show you how to do your makeup. <>Do you want me to just cover up flaws or do you want the full treatment?"
[[Cover up flaws.]]
[[The full treatment.]]
[[Decline.|Refuse Makeup]]<>I'm going to give you the full treatment. It'll be fabulous."
[[The full treatment.]]<>
:: Pink.
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