Penny stripped me naked and coated my arms,
legs, chest and ass with a powerful depilatory that left my body
completely hairless apart from for the growth on my head and in my
pubic area. Not even when the grinning Aiden Starr looked me up and
down (although I blushed terribly under her intrigued gaze) and
produced one of those electric shot-injecting guns! Before I could
protest, she had administered four quick injections, one under
each side of my chest, and one on each hip. When I inquired what they
were, she merely giggled and told me they were to help me fit my
disguise!
Perhaps it was the shots themselves, or merely the shock of
getting them, but I felt a little woozy and out of it as they led
me to the adjustable chair and strapped me in. Aiden Starr lowered the
back, so that I was lying nearly flat, then dropped the head rest
until I could no longer see the rest of my body.
And then all three of them set to work as I lay in a passive,
unresisting cloud. Penny applied herself to my curly hair, soaking it
in something, rinsing it out, and even treating it using a curling
iron! Alani Pi, meanwhile, applied herself to my facial area and nails,
painting, powdering, rouging and shaping my eyebrows, fingertips,
eyelids, eyelashes and lips until they eventually met with her approval.
As for what Aiden Starr was doing, I could not really tell. I mean,
I knew by now of course that the girls were putting me into a
really elaborate female disguise, including hairstyle, makeup
as well as shaved limbs, but precisely what the purpose of those shots was, I
could not guess. I felt a dull throbbing inside my chest and ass, but I
simply felt too deep and peaceful to protest or even ask about it. And
meanwhile, Aiden Starr was doing something to my crotch! I felt her
squeezing my balls back between my legs and covering them with
something soft and sticky. I felt my penis being slipped into some
kind of tube that was glued, I think, back over my balls,
compressing them into a tiny package. I felt her fastening
something over all this, something which felt soft and furry, and
held on with steel clips and some kind of glue. And then, just as
my apathetic trance was beginning to wear off, I heard Aiden Starr
announce, "She is ready to serve on the upper floor, Girls!"
