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As a finishing touch, a red flower was pinned behind his ear, turning Noah's stomach turned at the thought of how ridiculous he must look. Once his hair was finished, it looked to be his face was next to get some attention because he was quickly faced with a variety of cosmetics. Though he wanted to turn his face away, the back of his head was held in place so that the machine's work could continue getting him ready for prom.

In a whirl, his face was coated in moisturizer followed by a primer before being painted with several things Noah didn't understand. Primer, foundation, concealer, and blush all painted his face with him helpless to stop the ****. It was after the application of mascara and his eyelids shaded that the arms opened the front of the towel he was wearing.

He felt something cold pressed into his pecs firmly and held in place. It was only when the arms moved he could see what they had done and was horrified to see a woman's chest instead of his own. Any seam that might be present was impossible for Noah to make out before his chest was covered by the towel once more. With new determination, Noah thrashed against his restraints but only succeeded in delaying his lips from being coated with lipstick for a second before his head was grasped tight to keep him still.

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“Let Go! Let! ME! Go!” He screamed but was surprised when they did just that.

Springing fast off of the salon chair, Noah toppled to the ground then threw off the towel. Lifting himself to his knees, he pulled at his chest as hard as he could but was frustrated to find that he couldn't budge the attachments even a little bit. Frantically, he ran his now red fingernails along the prosthetic to find the seam but it was like there wasn't one. As far as anyone was going to be able to tell, even with a close inspection, they were completely real. He guessed that they must come with the deluxe package and cursed his terrible luck.