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People don’t take trips, trips take people - Antoine 05
🕑 Added 2021-01-25 18:34:13 +0000 UTCAs the door of the apartment closed behind him, Antoine led out a sigh of relief, his nightmare outing was over, and he was back in the safety of his home.
He looked down at the flimsy skirt, he couldn’t wait to change out of, flapping against his smooth thighs, and could hardly believe he had just ventured out into the centre of Paris wearing it, and nobody had even batted an eyelid.
Monique placed her handbag down and turned to her daughter, “Lily, do you have any wine”? she asked.
“Err... yes, there are a few bottles in the kitchen, but you’re not going to start drinking now, are you Mama”? Lily asked surprised by the question.
Monique laughed, “No, not right now, but I thought we could open a bottle later, and watch a movie together, while Zara is out on her date”.
“Ah about that Mama, there has been a change of plans”, Lily replied.
Monique looked at her with an inquisitive look, “change of plans”? She asked.
“Err… yes, you see, Zara’s a bit nervous about tonight, so I thought I’d go along with her for moral support”, Lily said, seeing Antoine’s mouth drop wide open in surprise, out of the corner of her eye.
“Really, what a shame, I was looking forward to spending some time with you, but I guess we’ll have plenty of time to catch up over the next week, I suppose you two will be wanting to get ready then”? Monique replied with the sound of disappointment in her voice.
“Yes, we’ll have plenty of time to spend together Mama, and you’re right we should probably start getting ready, just make yourself at home ok”, Lily replied, grabbing Antoine’s hand, almost dragging him into their bedroom and closing the door behind her.
With the door closed, Lily turned to a stunned looking Antoine, standing awkwardly in the middle of the bedroom, “Oh my god, I can’t believe, we pulled that off, you really fooled her into thinking your Zara”. Lily said bouncing up and down.
Antoine looked down at his feminine outfit before looking slowly back up at Lily, “pulled it off, are you crazy? I thought you said this would be over by now, you just told your mother, we’re going out on a date, what were you thinking Lil?
“Antoine, listen, I know you’re not happy about any of this, but Mama is expecting Zara to go on a date tonight, and that means leaving the house, I thought if we went together, it might not be as scary for you”, Lily said flashing him a smile.
Antoine wanted to scream at her, but looking at Lily’s beautiful face he found it difficult to stay angry with her, “why didn’t you just tell her, my date had cancelled at the last minute”?
“Oh, I guess I could have said that, sorry, I didn’t think of it, but it’s too late to dwell on it now, we need to get you ready to go out”, Lily said taking his hand and leading him towards the ensuite bathroom.
Normally after a warm shower, Antoine would be feeling calm and relaxed but sat on the bed, his mind couldn’t stop thinking about how bizarre the towel, he was wrapped in, felt against his smooth-shaven body, his glowing pink skin, felt so sensitive and tingly against the now rough feeling texture of the towel. He ran his hand down his smooth forearm, shuddering at the sight of his extended nails, firmly attached to the ends of his finger, as Lilly plopped down on the bed beside him, “now don’t freak out, ok? This needs to be done”, she said holding an electric razor and a comb in front of his face.
“Don't panic"? Antoine said, his voice trembling slightly, "What are you planning on doing with those”?
“I’m just going to trim down your eyebrows a little, we got away with covering them up with the fringe of the wig earlier, but we can’t risk someone seeing them”.
“No way Lil, that’s going too far, I’ll look ridiculous”, Antoine whined.
“Antoine, it needs to be done, like it or not, for the next week, you are Zara, and a girl like Zara wouldn’t have thick caterpillar eyebrows, and listen you won’t look ridiculous, in fact, I quite like this feminine side of you”, Lily replied squeezing his leg through the towel and giving him a kiss on the cheek.
Trying to process all she had just said, Antoine sat in silence as he felt Lily comb through his eyebrows, before the loud hum of the electric razor filled his ears, followed by the sound of the blades zipping across the plastic of the comb.
An hour later, Antoine stood staring at himself in the bedroom mirror and felt incredibly awkward, fully dressed in his outfit for the evening, having just sat through having his face painted.
As he gazed at his feminine reflection, he was distinctly aware of how different girls' clothes felt compared to boys'. He could feel the tightness of the bra strapped around his chest and the weight of the water balloons, tucked inside the cups. The bikini bottoms, he was wearing for underwear, were extremely tight and constrictive, compressing his penis and testis, which were tucked uncomfortably between his legs, and lifting up his bottom giving him a rounder more feminine shape.
The black leggings he now wore fit him like a second skin, and the tight stretchy material encasing his legs felt like nothing he had ever worn before. Lily had paired the leggings with black spaghetti strap top, made from a silky material, clearly visible through the semi-transparent flower-patterned blouse, wrapped loosely around his shoulders, he hated to admit it but he definitely looked the part of a girl about to go out on a date.
Looking back towards his face, he grimaced seeing it covered in makeup, but the part that still upset him the most, was his new brows, shaved down to almost nothing, before Lily had produced a pair of tweezers to finish the job, leaving them looking delicate and extremely girly.
The rest of his face now matched his eyebrows looking incredibly feminine, as Lily had taken her time in transforming him, lining his eyes with dark eyeliner even giving him a little flick that extended past the corner, completely changing the shape of his eyes, and with the powders and colours she had blended into the creases above, and a coating of mascara, she had somehow managed to make his plain-looking eyes really stand out.
A flash went off behind him, causing Antoine to jump, he quickly spun around only for another flash of the camera to blind him, “what are you doing? Please no pictures”, Antoine gasped.
“Don’t worry, I won’t show anyone, they’re just for me, I just couldn’t resist with how cute you looked putting on your lipstick”, Lilly replied pouting.
“Well, I don’t feel cute right now, in fact, I feel downright ridiculous, why do I need to practice putting on lipstick anyway”?
“Relax baby, you look gorgeous, no one is going to recognise you tonight, and I already explained about the lipstick, you need to know how to put it on, in case you need to touch it up later.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right, but I was kind of hoping we wouldn’t be out that long”, Antoine replied still holding the tube of bright red lipstick he had just coated his lips with, awkwardly with his longer than usual pink nails.
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“Baby, stop worrying, I’ll look after you tonight, I promise, now come over here and try your shoes on, you might need a little practice in them before we head out”.
Antoine watched on with astonishment as Lily placed down a pair of red heeled peep-toe pumps on the floor, having picked them out from Zara’s room for him to wear, “I can’t wear those”, Antoine exclaimed.
“Why not”? Lily shot back, obviously expecting the complaints.
“They’re high heels”, Antoine announced.
“Well, actually they’re wedges, but what’s did you expect to wear? you need to look like you're going on a date, I already gave in earlier and let you wear those leggings instead of a skirt, flats just won't look right with your outfit”.
“But, I won’t be able to walk”, Antoine complained.
“How do you know? Have you ever tried”? Lily shot back.
“Well, no, of course not, but everyone knows heels are impossible to walk on”.
“Really? Who's is this everybody? I wear heels all the time, and I've once never described them as impossible to walk on”, Lily replied.
Antoine could feel himself losing the argument, “Err... but it's different for you, you’re a girl”. Antoine blurted out.
lily laughed out loud, “Antoine, can you hear yourself? Are you saying my feet are any different to yours because I’m a girl? Come on now, I’m wearing shoes just like yours tonight, and I’m going to be walking around just as much as you, you just need to change the way you walk a little, you’re fit and healthy, so you’ll be fine after a little practice”, Lily replied lifting her leg up onto a nearby cabinet to show Antoine the high brown wedge heels she was wearing.
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“I know, I just mean, err…”, Antoine replied flustered before being interrupted, “so, why don’t you try them on and see for yourself, it won’t kill you, you know? Now come on take a seat on the chair and let’s give them a go” Lily said, picking up the scary-looking shoes and walking towards him.
Prompted once again by Lily, Antoine moved over to the chair in front of lily's makeup station and sat down slowly, feeling the tightness surrounding his legs.
Taking a hold of his right foot, Lily slipped Antoine's right foot into the stiff upper material of the wedge pump with ease as he watched the strange sight of his matching red toenails pop out of the front peephole at the front, and felt sick. He then watched on in horror as she repeated the process with his other foot before stepping back satisfied, leaving his feet looking like those of a girl.
Antoine dared not move, staring down at the unusual sight of his legs clad in black leggings, and his feet angled awkwardly in red ramped shoes, with their strange wooden cut out designed wedge beneath. He suddenly recalled seeing Zara wearing this combination before as a strange and worrying thought popped into his head, did his legs actually look better wearing her clothes than the real Zara?
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“Well don’t just sit there gawking, stand up and walk about a bit”, Lily stated.
Antoine hesitated for a moment before taking a deep breath and lifting himself up on to his feet. He instantly felt unstable on his feet as his whole centre of balance seemed off thanks not only to the shoes but the water balloons tucked in his bra pulling him forward. He now felt like a giant, standing there wobbling perched on the tall platform wedges, he had always been much taller than Lily but now he absolutely dwarfed her.
He slowly lifted his right foot, feeling the surprising weight of his new shoes, before placing it tentatively down and taking a step forward, only to stop dead in his tracks as the unfamiliar sound of a clack, as his wooded heel came into contact with the tiled floor beneath, echoed through the room.
“There you go, now try walking to me”, Lily said encouragingly, stepping back to the far wall of the room.
Antoine tried taking another step but this time as he placed his weight down on the back of his shoe, the bottom the shoe slid out beneath him on the polished bedroom floor, sending him stumbling around wildly, his arms flailing as he desperately tried to retain his balance, and the loud sound of wood clanging of tile filling the room.
“Woah, careful, don’t take such large steps, “Lily said concerned, “watch me ok”?
Antoine having steadied himself, watched on as Lily effortlessly strode across the room, did a little pirouette before returning to her position on the far wall, “you need to take small steps, put your heel down first, placing one foot in front of the other, roll your hips, and hold your arms out for balance”, Lily instructed, “you got it? Now try walking to me again”.
Knowing he had no choice, Antoine tried to pluck up the courage to try again as he looked down at the odd sight below, seeing his feet arched in an unnatural steep angle, and his unnervingly cute red toenails, popping out from the front of his shoes, and shining in the light, “And keep your head up, don’t look down at your feet”, Lily stated.
“Ok, I’ll try”, Antoine replied.
Taking a deep breath, Antoine lifted his head thinking about what Lily had instructed him to do before taking a step forward, followed by another, followed by another. A smile formed on his red-painted lips, as he realised he was doing it, he was actually walking. But the smile didn't last long as he suddenly realised what he was doing and felt ridiculous, dressed as he was, mincing along the bedroom floor in front of his watching girlfriend, the water balloons in his bra jiggling about, and his lifted backside gyrating from side to side as he carefully placed one foot in front of the other just like Lily had demonstrated.
His rewards for walking 5 metres in the uncomfortable shoes was a thrilled Lily, who took him into her arms and kissed him passionately on the lips, “see I knew you could do it”, she stated pulling back smiling, “now you just need to practice a little more and you’ll be a pro in no time", she said looking up at the clock on the bedroom wall, "looks like we've got around 25 minutes until he gets here, so get walking girl”.
Antoine tilted his head and his eyes widened, “until who gets here? Lily, what have you done”?
