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Chapter 8 by outa outa

Do you comply?

You do what she says

Wordlessly you grab the bottle and bag and make your way to the master bathroom and the shower. You did feel grimy so at least it'd feel good to be clean. The water heats up quickly and you step into the cabin. The warm water feels good as it washes away the oily residue of travel. You pump twice from the bottle of lotion and start applying it liberally to your whole body. It suds up significantly, covering you in bubbles. You thought maybe you had used too much as it just keeps getting thicker and thicker. You can feel it pulling all the grime out of your pores and leaving you feeling silky smooth as you continue to rub it in. Smoother than you can remember.

Finally you step back into the water and begin washing the suds off. As the bubbles wash away they take with them all of your hair.

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"I really should have seen this coming..."

You say aloud to no one in particular. You couldn't really complain, having smooth legs felt strange but mostly good. You felt cleaner somehow than you can remember being. You weren't ready for the feeling of the soft towel on your hairless skin, it was like your sensitivity had tripled.

Once dry you take the pink and blue bag into the bedroom where Alice had slept last night, without you. And where she might take other men in the future. You see that all the drawers and hangers that used to house your own clothing hung open and bare. The small pile of clothing you had taken off were your last pieces of masculine clothing. You push those thoughts out of your mind and focus on the task at hand. In the bag was a yellow bit of fabric. As you pulled it out to reveal a soft yellow sundress another bit of fabric fell out, a pair of pink panties. You're quickly turning hard as you hold them. You'd worn panties plenty of times before but you couldn't believe you were doing it this time with permission. You slip them up your smooth legs and over your raging, if small, erection and then throw the yellow dress over your shoulders.

You struggle for a moment aligning your neck through the shoulder straps and adjusting the way it hugs your soft tummy. You couldn't get over how great the material felt on your hairless frame. Alice had left a tray of makeup with your name on it so you decide to go above and beyond and apply some.

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You blush looking at yourself in the mirror. You'd never made yourself up this well before...

You put your old boy cloths into the pink and blue bag.

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