Late night makeover

Bailey barely stirred when Megan's suv came to a stop. He opened his eyes and then only part way when the door to the back seat where he was buckled in opened. "Looks like my little niece is tuckered out." Bailey didn't say a word, just felt around to unbuckle the seat belt while he looked at the tall blonde woman lit from behind by a bright lamp post. 'Bitch' he thought at her through his waking and very tired mind. "Come now let’s get you out of that shirt and take care of that chest binding. That can't be comfortable" Bailey didn't resist her as she helped pull his old, now overly large shirt off of him. The ace bandage holding the breast forms tight to his chest was not comfortable at all and he was happy to have it taken off. Feeling the release and the return of the pull of the heavy fake breasts wasn't exactly a welcome one, but the feeling of relief, like taking off your shoes after a long day was still felt.

When the bandage was off his chest Megan was still touching him, her hands on and around his chest. It took a good twenty seconds before he really grasped that shecwad touching him and didn't need to. "What… what are you doing?" He said sleepily as he tried pushing one of her arms away. "I'm taking off the breast forms, now stop fighting me unless you are enjoying being a big chested girl." It was amazing news, he didn't know why she was helping him and his way to tired mind didn't try to explore the thought, he just smiled and stopped struggling. "Good, now just give me a moment." She said pulling back the seam of the forms, ready wiping away some of the blending and glue. The peeling off was like feeling someone slowly pulling off a thick band aid, one that had a significant weight.

Through the car door Bailey could feel the cool Nevada air on his chest as the forms were removed and Megan wiped away the last of the excess glue. "Look at your girly chest, they are growing so nicely." Feeling the cook air woke Bailey up enough to finally realize the car was in a large mostly empty parking lot, they were outside a twenty four hour Walmart. Megan's comment snapped his attention back to her and he crossed his arms to cover himself the best he could. "They are not growing! They are just irritated from those stupid tits!" Megan smirked at Bailey and pulled one of his hands away despite fussing and placed one hand on his growing chest. Her thumb running over his enlarged areola and nipple. His body shivering at the touch was not lost on her. "I don't know, I was going to get you some training bras, but you might be a full A cup." The hormone pills she had given Bailey shouldn't have had this dramatic of effect and definitely not this quickly, yet the proof was right in front of her. "Don't say that, they will go away." The words sounded more like a girl begging or pleading for them to be true. Megan bunched up the shirt and lined up the neck opening to pull it over Bailey's head.

"Right now you are a girl, not a man right?" She looked down at the seated disguised man as he fought to get his arms through the sleeves. "No, I'm a man!" Bailey declared making eye contact with the women glaring at him. "A grown twenty five year old man with long hair that is partially platinum blonde, has long painted nails, makeup, is wearing panties and oh yes the only ID you have says you are a female minor and lastly have budding breasts. Now consider what you just tried to do, who I am and answer this simple question. Who are you?" Bailey was so tired, he was tired before the dancing, long before he snuck out of the apartment and he did consider it all as she stared down at him. "I'm your niece… Bailey Ann Best." He wasn't sure of a way out, hell she might even be able to drop him off at the police department at this point, but most of all he was too sleepy to think. Let alone argue with the witch of the west.

Getting out of the vehicle Bailey followed Megan as she started to walk to the store. He wasn't sure why they were here, why she removed the breast forms and he didn't care. It was the middle of the night and he was a walking zombie, well more like a shuffling one. Megan turned to glare at him, her hands on her hips. "Stop dragging your feet and let's go, the sooner we finish the sooner both of us can get some sleep." Bailey looked down at his feet sitting in Mandy's shoes, shoes that were slightly to big for him and back to Megan and nodded as if that would be enough of a reply. He made two shuffling steps forward before she shook her head. "Arrg! Fine, I was already going to treat you like a kid, it only makes sense you would act like one." Going up to the curb she pulled down a metal shopping cart and brought it over to him. "Get in." Bailey squinted at her not sure what she meant and the lack of movement must have been enough for her. He watched her take a deep breath and walk up behind him just before he felt one hard swat to his ass. "Ow!" He cried out more from the surprise than any real pain, but she didn't stop there. Megan put her hands on his waist and hoisted him up into the air and stood him up in the cart’s basket. "Sit your ass down young lady and start following directions or I swear this night is going to get worse."

It was like that, sitting in the shopping cart with his legs crossed he found himself accompanying Megan as she went through the store. The sound of the wheels. The rocking of the cart and no one talking to him let Bailey fall back to sleep. His head slumping down to his chest. He wasn't awake to notice what Megan was shopping for as she picked up a few A cup bras, a few pairs of tights, a package of panties that had little Sponge Bob characters on them. He never saw the pile of clothes grow as she added a pink my little pony faded t-shirt, or the pink short overalls. He did wake up when he felt her nudging him. "Bailey honey we need to try in your clothes, come on sweetheart." Opening his eyes a little bit he let out a large yawn. "Come on, raise your hands up so I can help you out." Without giving it a second thought he did just that and felt her haul him out of the cart and put back on the ground. "You are becoming such a big girl, Auntie can't keep picking you up like that. Now come on let's go change."

Bailey paid little attention as he followed Megan into a changing room. He did notice she stayed in the room with him, but with his lack of energy it wasn't so bad to have someone pull the shirt off. His old shirt felt so scratchy on his irritated chest, but at least it kept some of the chill off of him from the cold store. He had no fight in him as she put the bra on him and adjusted the straps. He just kept his eyes closed, and wished to be back in bed. “Nnnoo.” He whined as she finished adjusting the steps and bounced Bailey's small breasts. ”Shush now, you should be proud of what you have. Every girl is happy when they first start to fill out. Bailey let out a groan as he stepped out of the clothes he was wearing and into a pair of girls panties that had little cartoon characters on them that Megan had removed from a package. Sulking at her comment and wishing she would stop teasing him. Before he knew it Bailey was looking in the mirror at himself with pink bobbles in his hair typing it into pig tails, and wearing a my little pony shirt with just the hint of small breasts, pink overall shorts, frilly white socks and glittery silver girls flats.

Bailey reached a hand out to touch the mirror, seeing he now had a my little pony watch around his wrist. His mouth fell open looking at himself. He looked nothing like a teen girl, he looked like some tween. Long gone was his old self, just a tired looking girl. He couldn't help himself but start to cry. Not light tears but heavy solving one's. As he started to cry he felt Megan wrap her arms around him and pull the feminized man to her chest. Bailey didn't resist, he held into her and kept crying. The day had been so long, one bad thing after another. Now... now he looked like some little girl and he just felt something break it was to much. He was crying so hard he couldn't catch his breath, he was sure he was having a full on panic attack.

Bailey didn't even try to regain control, he just let it all go. All the frustration, every time he had recently felt like crying his mind briefly dwelled on it an how powerless he was. He hadn't been perfect, but he didn't deserve this. If Mandy just told the truth at the start he wouldn't look like a little girl. If she hadn't been so focused on work they could have spent more time together and he wouldn't have needed to see Candy to get the attention. It was wonderful when they were together, and now… now he had pigtails and looked like he was ready to play in a playground. Bailey cried until his body couldn't cry anymore and still he stood there holding and being held as he dry sobbed. It wasn't till near the end he noticed Megan had been lightly rocking him and whispering reassurances. "Shhh, shhhh. It's okay, your safe little one. Shhhh, Auntie is here." Before Bailey thought he didn't have any energy, now he realized he was just tired, but now he didn't even have the energy to be offended or bothered by her words. Just a quite mental acknowledgement that he should be.

Megan had pulled back, though she still held him by the shoulders. She had dark circles under her eyes and looked ready to fall a sleep, yet she smiled. Not one bright and full of energy, but one that said she was pleased or at least putting up a guise to help cheer him up, like that was even possible. "There all better?" Not finding any words Bailey gave a few shallow nods before casting his eye to the floor, seeing his feet in the glittery girls flats and lacy socks. "Good, now you look like you could use a little cheering up, so how about we go by the toy aisle?" Megan clapped her hands together as her voice went up a little in excitement. When Bailey gave no sort of reply Megan looked at the disguised man with a hard look. He simply averted his gaze, if she took him there he wouldn't have much of a choice, but he wasn't going to give her anything. Except he had little choice as she gave a quick pinch to one of his nipples. It hurt worse than he ever expected. He had gotten a purple nurple once in like middle school, but didn't remember it ever hurting like this. She was taking full advantage of his irritated and swollen chest. Opening his mouth wide Bailey let out a soundless scream as he tried to bend forward with her hand to lessen the ****.

"Bailey honey. Why don't you ask your favorite Auntie if you can get a doll." Bailey had a pout on his lips, even as he did it he knew what it must look like, but still he did it, just looking at the blue eyes woman who had a now tear stained shirt. When she didn't reply he relented, it didn't matter anyways. "Aunt Megan, could I please get a dolly?" Megan put a finger to her lips as she looked at Bailey. "Maybe, so you think it would make you feel better?" The question was innocent on the surface, no direct insult, but answering yes would mean getting a little girls doll would make him happy, it would do the opposite, but she looked so tired that this couldn't go on much longer. "Dolls always make me feel better, could I pick out a Barbie?" It was the only girls doll he could think of and Barbie had to have something no so bad like Astronaut Barbie or something at this point. "Let's see what we can find pumpkin." Megan held out her hand for Bailey to take as they left the changing room, the attendants not paying even the slightest attention to them as they left, though she did come check on them when she heard the non stop crying, not that Bailey noticed at all in the state he was in.

Bailey left the store not with a Barbie, but one of the baby dolls that comes with its own bottle. Megan said it was so she could pretend to be a Mommy for when she had babies one day. Not only was that impossible, but disgusting. She made him walk through the store holding the package like a girl that wouldn't let go of her new favorite thing. The middle aged woman at the checkout even commented on how cute her little baby was. It would have been embarrassed, if this happened earlier in the day he didn't know how he would react, but right now it only register as something that should be of concern. Megan helped Bailey into the back of her SUV, and he was honestly thankful not to have to climb in. The moment he stopped moving he was gone, falling right to sleep. When Megan helped him out of the vehicle back at her place he hadn't even remembered the door closing let one the drive. Inside the farm house sale home Bailey was brought to a room he recognized, it was her Daughters room. She was putting him up in Becky's room instead of the guest room. His eyes were only opened to slits as Megan undressed him down to panties and bra before tucking him in. "Sweet dreams pumpkin." She said kissing his forehead.

Megan moved to the door way and looked at him. The once arrogant man looked wo peaceful and innocent as a young woman with his arm around President Bear. She still couldn't believe he was just going to abandon her sister and sink her career. It was bad enough she wasted so much time on him, but for him to destroy the one real thing she worked for. She of course never would have wanted them to get married and have children, but he never did propose. She wondered what she would have done if she found an email talking about spending that money he had in a ring instead instead a trip to Vegas, it didn't matter it wasn't like she could forgive him using Amanda's hard earned money to hire someone so he could cheat on her. Megan let out a sigh, tomorrow would come top soon and she knew it would be a full day of activities with her niece.