Like a woman in a sexy but not revealing dress

As you walk out of the private room, the three women were totally speechless. You yourself were speechless just a minute ago. Not only had the sales girl at the dress-shop picked a sexy dress just fitting for you and your "condition", but the beautician too outdid herself and transformed you from a girly boy into a young and beautiful woman.

The first thing she did was attach extensions to your short hair. They made your hair fall to your shoulder blades. But that changed as she washed the long hair and dyed it. As the dye was working the beautician plucked your eye browns into two not too small arcs, which was unexpected painful. After the dye had turned your short natural hair and the extensions into the same brown color, she styled it into straight hair going just past your shoulders and cut the bangs just above your eye browns. It was a hairstyle you yourself wouldn't had chosen, it was way too feminine.

But from there on the only way was becoming even more feminine. The beautician shortly left the room as you put on your new underwear. It contained off a lacy black thong and a matching black bra. You reused the padding, keeping the illusion of B-cup breasts. After that the girl helped you into your dress. It was a shiny black dress with a lot of folds. The skirt went little past your hips, the waist was very tight and the chest-area rather wide. The dress could easily contain breasts the size of Sandra, but even with your padded B-cups the folds created a beautiful bosom. The front of the dress was all-closed, only letting somebody see the skin of your legs, face and last quarter of your arms, as the sleeves were 3/4 long. On the back a slim slit went down from the hook on your neck to your loin.

You sat back onto the hairdresser chair and the beautician started her work on your make-up. She painted your toe and finger nails with white nail polish and used all kind of creams and powders on your face. As she was done your face looked much more feminine, rounder with big eyes, long black eye lashes and full red lips. Last she put a red lip gloss on your lips and gave them a moist look. After that she changed your earrings from the small studs you wore for two weeks to the ones you had bought. They were silver chain-earrings going all the way to your shoulders. They sparkled a lot, which fit your new look. Last but not least you put on your new shoes. They were shiny black high heels with a 1 inch platform and additional 4 inch heels. They were peep toe style, which showed your freshly pedicured and painted nails.

You finally got to look at your changed appearance. You were totally dumbfounded as you saw not a girly boy or a boyish girl in the mirror you stand before, but a young woman. In just a few hours you had changed from a girly look into that of a beautiful young woman. Hair, make-up and dress didn't let you think of anything else than you being a woman.

"You look fantastic, miss." The beautician said proud of her work. "Now nobody would think you were really a boy."

"Can you give me a minute?" You asked her.

"Sure." The beautician left you alone in the private room. After she left you touched your face to make sure it was yours, so much it had changed. Then you touched your chest making sure there weren't real breasts inside the dress. Last you put a hand inside the dresses skirt and felt your groin. You were relieved as you felt your soft penis inside of the lacy black thong. You still were a boy, you just looked like a woman.

After a little more getting accustomed to your new looks, you took the shiny black purse you had bought before, put your ID, money and the make-up samples the beautician gave you to touch up your new look and put the carrying strap on your left shoulder. After one last look at your new womanly appearance you left the room with a smile on your face.

As you got out of the private room the three woman waiting for you were totally dumbfouded. They clearly weren't expecting you to look like a beautiful young woman.

"You are looking beautiful, my dear." Sandra finally said.

"I can't believe the woman in front of me was the boy from three weeks ago." Amanda added.

"I would have picked a pink and more revealing dress, but that totally suites you." Kyleen said.

"Thank you." You replied to their praises. "I not only look like a totally different person, I also feel like I'm somebody else."

"Then let's not wast time for the boy to come back and enjoy a girls' night at the club." Sandra said and with smiles and chatting about how good each other was looking you four women left the mall.