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Ryu decided that it was enough exploring for the day and decided to go back home to rest. On his way home he got a message from Sydney

"Hey Ryu! Here's the videos for practicing make-up, not to rush or anything but mom's pretty strict about stuff like this and I hope this helps."

Ryu sighed. He didn't really know all that much about make-up, his mom started wearing a lot of it and it was pretty attractive but it seemed like a lot of effort. He really had **** so he decided to get home and practice.

Closing his room door he took out the bag of makeup. His heart sped up a little as he felt like he was doing something he wasn't supposed to. He opened up the bag with all sorts of tools and items that looked strange to him and decided to watch the videos she sent.

Clicking on the first video he saw a tutorial for applying toner and foundation. At first it didn't seem all that complicated or difficult, there was a strange background noise in the video that he couldn't understand but he tried to ignore it and began applying the makeup on himself. He sprayed the toner as instructed then began spreading the foundation all over his skin making his face a blank canvas for the next step. By the end he was actually enjoying the process, even though he was a bit ****. His face felt a bit heavier.

Moving on to the next set of videos all of which had the same sound issue Ryu went forward applying blush to his cheeks then went for a pink eye shadow, eyeliner, he lined his lips and applied the candy pink lipstick. He seemed to have a talent for this sort of work as he actually looked acceptable in the make-up. It would take more practice to look normal but it was not bad for his first try.

Turning the video off, Ryu looked at his own reflection, with the makeup and studs he surprisingly looked like a girl and resembled his mother in many ways.

His feminine features and the heavy makeup made him blush even though no one was watching and the taboo nature and the fact that he looked really good in it turned him on. His nipples hardened and rubbed against his shirt and his penis strained against his pants. He touched his nipples and began touching himself unaware that there really was someone watching.