Makeup and hair

The shopping for a strapon made me speed up the process. His hair had been growing slightly long. I offered to cut his hair and gave it a slightly feminine style. We went for a walk and stopped for ice cream, me secretly enjoying seeing his feminine hairstyle in the public. Well home I dragged him into the shower, and I played with him to get him horny, but denied him sex. Out of the showers he put on panties and bra and looked for his male clothes. I had put forth matching sets of skirt and a blouse for us. He accepted with a mix of curiosity and ****.

Seeing him walk around in the apartment dressed as a girl didn’t last long. We embraced and started to feel each other. I pushed him back on the sofa, moved my hands beneath the skirt, started to feel his cock through the panties. before long, my hand moved inside his panties and I started to jerk him. His cock was rock hard, and he shot his load before I managed to control myself. We rolled on the floor, and he moved in on me. He slightly lifted my skirt, and gently removed my panties. Then he positioned himself and started to lick me. I tried to not cum, but lasted way to short.

He crept into my arms and we lay there cuddling for a while. We got up, and he got out of the messy skirt and panties. He got a fresh pantie, and I found a new skirt for him. When he got dressed I suggested that we played a bit more, putting on some makeup on him. To my shock and surprise, he agreed.

I put him in a chair, making sure he didn’t see the progress. I decided to go easy on him, but not too easy. I started with the hair and did a finish where I braided the hair. I put on light makeup with eyeliner etc, finishing with red lipstick. The finish was stunning, I had transformed him into a girl. A girl with slightly masculine features, but still a girl. I let him stand up, walk a bit around the room before he saw himself, or should I say herself in a full-length mirror. The effect was stunning. He, or should I say she, kept turning and swirling while admiring herself in the mirror. A tear appeared in her eye, so I moved in to comfort her. She responded by kissing me, and of course, we ended up making love again. Two lesbian lovers.