Applying the face

Leaving the changing booth, James suddenly felt self conscious. Both the fact his body seemed to be that of a feminine plant creature, and that hopping seemed the best way forward with his legs stuck together by the brown tube. Why was he even here?

"Look, I'm not sure this is right for me..." James started to say.

The blond woman turned towards him. "Oh you'll look fantastic, don't worry. You can take a seat here" She gestured towards a stool. Well, a seat didn't sound like a bad idea. With some difficulty, James was able to sit on it with the leafy skirt hanging around it. "Now just stay still..." the woman continued

The woman raised a small sponge with a green substance on it towards James' face. James instinctively withdrew and the woman's face scrunched in annoyance. "It's just some makeup." James sighed, every actor wore makeup, but he wasn't so sure.... too late, the sponge was already against his face, and quickly working around the cheek and up to his eyes forcing James to close his eyes. The sponge gradually massaged other areas of his face. He was about to open his eyes again, but then felt something press against his eyelid. He played it safe and just kept his eyes and mouth closed all the while various sensations and pressures were applied to his face, lips, eyes, and eyelashes. It felt strange, but James was content to let the woman do her job.

Eventually, the sensations stopped "There, tell me that's not the right look!" James opened his eyes and an alien face looked back at him. The glistening ruby red lips stood out on an soft green face. Thick black eyelashes, above which was yellow and orange eyeshadow that was brushed on like petals. All framed with the green hair glittering green hair that flowed like a waterfall. The mirror didn't lie and neither did the woman, James looked every inch the part of an exotic alien plant nymph. James was speechless.