Yes

You'd had girlfriends do your makeup in the past, which usually led to some confusing hard ons that you suspected weren't just from having a woman touching you all over. It was fun, and it was a nice way to take yourself less seriously. That, and you couldn't say no to Maya after you just spent the whole walk behind her trying to keep your eyes off her ass.

"Why not. I bet I'd look great," you said, trying to sound confident. Why were you trying to impress this girl when you knew she'd never fall for it, you wondered.

Maya smiled appreciatively. "Thanks cutie." She entered the building and you followed, still consciously averting your eyes. "Today is about full body makeovers. I'll work with a pair of fashion students to give you a whole new look, but don't worry, it'll be really cute."

She stopped to hold a door open for you, presenting a series of workstations with vanities, entire cabinets of what must be makeup, curtains to change behind, and racks of clothes. It was overwhelming and way more than you thought you were signing up for, but you couldn't be a pussy now. You held onto that false confidence from before and kept walking like nothing phased you.

Maya pointed you to a station in the corner of the spacious room, before taking your hand to lead you there like a child crossing the road. She immediately started talking to the other two women there, both slightly taller than you, but not as tall as Maya. "Emory can't make it today. Something about a vibrator being on her clit for five hours. Like I told the kid, be careful with self bondage." The other two girls laughed. "This is Kellen, they’re shadowing me today, and have agreed to take Emory's spot. As our model, not in bondage, to be clear."

The girl closest to you reached out to shake your hand. She wore fashionable clothes that fit her curves but actually were relatively presentable, unlike Maya's pretending to be presentable. "I'm Chloe. Thanks for filling in, you look about the right size, which saves us plenty of work." Chloe seemed the most "normal" of the three, but something seemed off.

The other girl pulled you into a hug to show her appreciation, forcing you to notice her bright purple dress as the ruffles brushed against you. "I'm scarlet," she introduced herself while pushing you to arms length to get a good look at you. "You’re totally right Chloe, they’re the perfect size." Scarlet looked like a play character, with her ultra feminine dress, but maybe that was normal for a fashion student.

Maya was setting up her vanity by now, and called for the girls. "Im gonna cut to the chase and assume neither of you agreed on a style for the assignment. We were gonna have Emory be a tie breaker, but obviously she's not here, so let's have Kellen decide." Scarlet and Chloe broke out bickering. Maya turned to you. "Honestly it doesn't even matter what you choose, please choose soon before their arguing makes my head explode."