An early visitor and an unexpected guest

"Oh my god!” Julie cried out as she saw the emerald gem peaking out from between those two bubbly cheeks causing Paul to drop the two plates in his hand into the dishwahser he was trying to place in. Paul quickly stood up and spun around, before grasping the robe closed in front of him as he saw Julie and Katie standing in the doorway shocked to see people in his home and further shocked by his state.

“Oh my god!! I had no idea you were Emerald!!” Julie excitedly rambled as she walked towards Paul. “I mean, I know Jasmine had said we had a new sister and she had been introduced as Molly’s sister-in-law, but I knew you didn’t have a sister, but I figured that was just how Molly introduced you, but seeing you here now, I get why she said it. The resemblance is uncanny, so the family member makes a good cover for anyone not as familiar with you.” Julie continued her joyful monologue as she walked around the shocked Paul trying to figure out how to deal with this.

He was at least expecting to be down to the glued-on applications in anticipation for Katie to get here, but he didn’t expect to get lost in cleaning either. However, to have his former sub seeing him dressed up like this was not what he was expecting. He thought about teasing her or taunting her at the party when in garb, possibly even flirting with her as a lesbian, something to feel control over her, but here and now... he felt exposed and ****.

“Wait,” Julie suddenly said with emphasis drawing Paul out of his personal torment as she paused and rubbed on his robe. “I thought Jas said you were Emerald Lavender. This robe is obviously pink..... Oh my god!!! Are you doing dishes in Molly’s armor?!?”

Paul was totally confused... ‘armor’? It was just a robe from the bathroom. “My god!!! You KNOW how upset Sir Bill would be if we wear each others’!! And my god,” she says standing back as she looks at the tails, “and you’re getting dirty dish water all over it!!! You know how much care we have to take with our set!!! He’s going to tan your hide!!” Julie then reaches up to the collar and begins to take it off, “here, let me take it and get it in the wash and maybe woolite can save your dumb ass!”

“I am not dumb!” Paul said over defiantly as he felt suddenly attacked. And while he looked rather petulant as he stomped his heeled foot and threw his arms down, Julie took the opportunity to slide the untied robe down his arms. Paul too slowly realized he was being disrobed and couldn’t turn fast enough to grab the clothes as Julie quickly turned away to take it to the laundry room.

Paul suddenly realized his denuded form and crossed his arms over his chest and groin as he threw his back against the wall. Hearing him slam against the wall, Julie turned her attention to Paul. Giggling she admonished Paul, “oh, sweety, don’t worry about your sexy get up. It’s just us girls here,” before continuing down the hall where she shouted, “it's not like I haven’t seen your naked ass before.”

Paul looked at the doorway with nervous disdain before she turned back and saw Katie smirking at him. “Would you please get me something to cover up?” Paul asked almost whining.

Katie just grinned at him, “why? I’m about to have to clean up the lines and edges anyway. It's not like I haven’t seen it all before.”

Paul just whimpered and looked at her pleadingly as he stayed leaning against the wall.

“Besides,” Katie continued, “it’s just us girls here anyway.”

“I know! It’s so great!!” Julie said as she came bounding back in and Paul looked at her with fear. “Now, now, don’t be so bashful!” Julie said calmly as she reached out and gently grasped her hand, “now let us have a good look at you,” as she pulls Paul’s arms out to the side.

Paul provides only a token amount of resistance as he surrenders to the inevitability of Julie seeing his feminized form from with attachments and corset.

“Well, while you do look a little worse for wear, sweety, I do definitely see how you pulled it off. I know it's been smeared a bit but that makeup and attachments definitely conceal your obvious masculine tells,” Julie gushed as she admired his look.

“You can thank Katie for that,” Paul mumbles as he nods his head at the lady standing in the other doorway to the kitchen.

“Oh my God!” Julie says excitedly towards Katie as she lightly held Paul’s arms, “you finally joined our kink paraded and deflowered our newest angel here!! I always knew you ahd it in you!!”

“NO!” shouted Paul as Katie chuckled to the side.

Katie then diswaged any further speculation from Julie, “no, deary, I’m afraid she was referring to my artisty at originally painting her up and getting things in place.” Katie then continued as she slinked over to them, “no, I’m pretty sure you can blame Molly for this princess’s disheveled look.”

“Wow! Go sisters!!” Julie said as she looked Paul up and down again. “I always knew she had a Domme hiding inside her.” Julie then continued with a smirk, “guess you had a subbie slut in there I missed,” following it up with a wink as she licked her lips.

Paul then ripped his arms away from Julie as he pressed harder up against the wall to maximize distance.

“Oh, don’t worry your pretty little head,” Julie said as she turned to gather up her remaining banquet materials she loaned for their party. “You know as freaky as I get, I get too erratic to stay on topic long enough to top someone. As it is, I’m just lucky I had that next client so I was pressed to come pick up my stuff today and your cosmologist let me in.”

“I am NOT her cosmetologist,” Katie said definitely. “Just here to help out Molly.”

“Oh! Are you like her Mistress’s proxy then??” Julie asked enthusiastically over her stack.

“More like paint and spackle a friend’s model,” Katie said dismissively.

Paul was feeling more and more uncomfortable standing naked as the two seemed to discuss him like an unfeeling object.

“In any event, I can’t stay and play,” Julie announced as she headed for the door with her stack of items. “I got work to do.”

“Alrighty,” Katie replied as she got out of the way, “do you need some help? I’m sure our hostess would be happy to assist you.” She added with a grin towards Paul who just glared at her.

Julie just laughed and said, “no, I got this; I’m used to it.” They could hear the front door open as she shouted back, “besides, I don’t know she could fend off the neighbors showing off her tits and ass. I think nudity is still illegal in the suburbs.” She finished up as the door closed and they heard a clanking of trays on the ground followed by a “SHIT!”

“Don’t worry; I got it!” they could hear Julie shout out. However, shortly thereafter they could hear a man’s voice say, “don’t be silly. I was just out for a jog; I couldn’t pass up a pretty lady in distress.”

“Well, looks like I got my work cut out for me. Let’s go get you cleaned up & presentable, Vyki,” Katie said as she turned to head for the spare bedroom.

“Paul,” Paul said correcting her.

“Sorry, what?” Katie said stopping in her tracks.

Less than convincingly, Paul responded, “the party, and the weekend, is over. So its just Paul.”

“Oh,” Katie said a bit perplexed looking at the long wild hair, bare tits, apparent pussy, and stripper heals of the supposed lady in front of her, “I thought this was what you were after,” she said indicating his look. “Didn’t you call to have me help you repair your makeup and the attachments so you could get all prettified for Molly when she gets home?”

Paul looked at her thoroughly confused, “no, why would you think that?”

Katie looked at him incredulously, “because you look like a MILF who just finished her OF stream.”

Paul dropped his jaw in shock for a moment before realizing she had a point as he tried to cover himself while he explained, “no, I called you because I thought you could help me get these things off since its getting later in the day and I’ve never done it before. I thought that’s why Molly left the note.”

Katie then burst out laughing, “no, sweety, she thought this was your new chosen life and that girl, for whatever reason, told me she loves you enough to support you in whatever given life you choose.” Katie continued with an amazed giggle, “I still don’t get how a hot girl like her ever feel for an idiot like you.”

“I am NOT an idiot,” Paul said stomping his foot again feeling a ripple roll up his body into his tits as Katie just seemed to laugh again. He wasn’t sure why he was so defensive about his intelligence, especially at the moment when he just wanted out of this stuff and be free, but he was regretting ever calling Katie or even seeing her at that moment.

“Look,” Paul finally stated to try to get things back on track, “I appreciate everything you’ve done for us so far, but if it's all just a good joke to you then I’m sorry I bothered you and I’ll ask you to leave,” Paul said as he headed past Katie, “I’ll just handle it myself.”

Katie was momentarily stunned to see him walk so effortlessly in those stripper heels looking like some sort of perverted model or high-class hooker with that gem between his cheeks as just an icing on the cake. “No, wait,” she said as she finally got up the mindset to call him down. As she caught up to him, she held his hands directly in front of them as she used monumental effort to look past his tits and lock onto his misty eyes as she emphatically said, “I’m sorry for the misunderstanding, I just thought you were wanting to spend more time as ‘Vyki’. Now that I see your earnest about it, let me help my biggest client out and make sure you don’t damage yourself, okay?”

Paul took a deep sigh and said, “thank you. I wasn’t looking forward to figuring out how to get this stuff off without ripping it.”

Katie smiled and then held onto one hand as she led him to the bedroom, but stopped at the doorway, “wait, did you mean ripping your skin or the... attachments?”

Paul was hoping she glanced over that as he didn’t mean to let that slip. “Well, my skin obviously, but ... Nico and Xane put so much work into them I’d hate to destroy them,” Paul replied sheepishly.

Katie looked at him questioningly, “uh huh... they do good work.” She wasn’t convinced, but it wasn’t really worth the argument. She led him into the room to the locker. “Let’s get this covering off you so I can get to the add-ons. Where’s the solvent to get that glue off?”

“Oh, ya,” Paul said opening up the cabinet to retrieve the bottle of freedom from the shelf, “here.” Handing Katie the bottle, Paul retrieved the ring of keys and started working on the locking collar.

Katie helped Paul with the corset before putting on her gloves and setting it up while he got his shoes off. Placing the heels in the cabinet, Paul made sure the items were back in their appropriate places. Katie turned around just in time to catch Paul standing up. And except for an obvious seam at his waist, she had to admit he made a fairly convincing naked woman. “Alright, might want to sit down for this part. It can take a bit.”

“K,” Paul responded as he plopped on the bed only to be caught off by the plug in his ass and couldn’t stop the moan creeping out of his mouth.

“Everything okay?” Katie asked holding the spatula and solvent.

Paul considered removing the plug, but was worried about leakage so he figured he could deal with the temporary discomfort after the past few days. “No, I’m good,” he said before shifting his hips to try to get “comfortable” as his breathing and heart rate increased.

“K,” Katie responded and paused just before she stepped in to apply it. “And you’re sure you don’t want me to cut down the middle of the chest plate? It can come off a lot faster that way.”

“No!” Paul said a bit to emphatically as hand went up to his chest before he caught himself and cleared his throat before calmly replying, “no, it’d be a waste to damage their hard work.”

With a knowing smile, Katie just replied, “uh-huh. K, let's do this.”