His curiosity is too much not to

Walking over to where Katie had set up her standup mirror, Paul was amazed by what he was seeing. Even though he had seen himself in various feminine outfits over the past few months in a mirror, this was the first time he’d seen a nude form.

With the genuine looking flowing red hair, the flat bare crotch, the hanging orbs, smooth skin, and most of his body seemed to almost scream woman. Everything except for his plan face.

He was seeing his face atop Vyki’s body for the first time. He’s not sure Brooke would appreciate the tan lines on her tits or around her crotch considering how much time the salon had spent working on it, but Katie had successful blended the fare skin color of the prosthetics to Paul’s treated tan skin to make it appear like she had been wearing a bikini why out by the pool. A skimpy bikini only covering a triangle of each breast and a triangle most women would have had covered with trimmed patch but was a white patch of bare skin of a pouch leading into convincing folds.

Paul couldn’t help but move his hand up to feel the fake mounds while another moved down to explore the space between his thighs. Feeling the weight shift as his hands lifted a mound, he could feel it relieve his pectorals some, but it was odd how his hand was feeling something that felt so much like flesh to his palm but was so far away from his actual skin to give an odd ghosting sensation. Even more, he was surprised as his crotch felt so barren. He could feel his cock as it pressed into its tubular housing, but his hand could only feel the smooth surface. If he pressed harder on it, he could feel the tube as well as several of the mechanisms in it, but his cock barely felt anything other than the velvet texture of its confines.

“They do good work, don’t they?” posited Katie from the side.

Paul suddenly brought back to reality and reminded that there was someone else there with him, “huh, what?” Paul stuttered as he almost instinctively moved his hand over to use his arm to cover his chest as he spread the palm of his other hand to cover up what he felt was a growing hard on. ‘Damn, my nails need some work,’ he idly thought as he saw his fingers spread.

Katie chuckled at the very effeminate pose he struck in an attempt to cover up his form. “Nico & Xane. You seemed to be admiring their prosthetics. I usually use them for cosplay attachments for various alien and other non-human type of outfits, but I knew they did more.... pedestrian... type of pieces.”

“Pedestrian?” Paul replies with a smirk.

“Well... relatively speaking.”

Paul wondered how out there they got if this was ‘pedestrian’ or plain to them. “Ya, its.... impressive how... real it looks like. And they way you blended it.... Just...”

“Well, the blending is mostly just in case, but it's likely the seams will start to show as you move; not much to be done there, so try not to go streaking a lot,” Katie jokingly admonishes. “But ‘just’ what?”

“The hair, the chest, and others.... just looks weird with my face on that body.”

Giggling a bit more at how he still hadn’t turned from the mirror but kept staring at his body as they talked. ‘He can’t even stop looking at a nude chick when its him,’ she thought. “We will get to the face; we got plenty left to do. But those fit arms, hot gams, and bubble butt are all you, bud!”

Paul blushed at that, finally turning away from the mirror, “ya, guess so.”