Billy Is Billie on Halloween

Once again, her word was my command as I followed her to her makeup station in the corner of the room. Jenny had the mirror covered up, but she had me facing her the entire time anyway. While she applied bright red lipstick and a variety of eye shadows and blush, Jenny had a very focused and determined look on her face. She almost seemed like she had stopped having fun and started acting like this was her duty, her mission. It didn't take long for Jenny to apply the makeup to my face. I am not one to struggle, so I made the perfect canvas for her to work on.

"All we have left to do is fix that hair and you will be set for the party". Jenny assured me, not knowing how much I was really enjoying this. I would let her do this to me every day if I knew that she would be completely focused on me and touching my body wherever and whenever. And the hair may have been the best part. Running her fingers through my hair and getting it to do exactly what she wanted, I was in heaven. But every good thing comes to a conclusion. She had sprayed a mixture of formulas into my hair before she was completely satisfied. I now felt and smelled just like a sexy schoolgirl ready to party and have wild lesbian sex with Jenny.

"Are we done?" I asked cautiously.

"Yup, time to check you out!" Jenny's voice made me feel confident.

As I made my way to the full sized mirror on the wall I couldn't even recognize myself. My features along with Jenny's breast forms and makeup made me look like one of the hottest girls in school. I looked like the girls that I dream about every night. Standing next to one another, Jenny and I could have been in any of the hottest magazines with guys eyeing us and jerking off all over our pictures.

"The others should start arriving soon, lets go grab a drink and start the night off right." Jenny said as she gave a cute little skip and headed back towards the kitchen. As I followed I could not help myself, loving the way these new cloths felt against my smoking body. I could still feel the alcohol in my veins as I thought about taking another shot of the chilled Vodka. Not surprised, Jenny had already poured two shots for us.