Sudden Shock

Jason opened his eyes, expecting to be either a pretty girl again, or a clown. Instead, his left eye was blocked by a white piece of card stock, leaving only his right eye to see his reflection in the mirror. What he saw was a shock. He recognized his own face, the half he could see anyway, but he almost didn't. His eye looked dark and hard. His jaw was strong, and there was a hint of beard shadow on his cheek. Nichole had even slicked his hair back, exposing his forehead and a scar that ran from his hair line down to his eyebrow. It was a scar he didn't have. The over all look was one that made him look older, and a hell of a lot tougher, than he was.

"Oh, wow!" Jason breathed. "I look awesome."

"Close your eyes again," Nichole told him.

This time it was only for a brief moment. He felt her shift a little behind him, and felt the card stock touching his nose move a little. The she said he could open his eyes again. He ignored the way his right eye was now blocked off and turned his full attention to the reflection in the mirror.

He found himself look at a girl from an alternate reality. Again, he could just barely recognize his own face in the half face reflected back at him, but only by the slimmest amount. The lines of his face were softer, with more prominent cheek bones, a fine nose, and an almost anime-large left eye. His bangs had been brushed forward and a little to the side. His bright, full lips, narrow jaw, and pointed chin all came together with all the other details to make the face he saw looking back at him very exciting and sexy.

"Oh...." Jacey exclaimed, noticing the way his lips moved, almost into a pucker for a kiss. He was allowed a full minute to examine his reflection before Nichole took the card stock away, uncovering his whole face.

"Oh my god," He said. "That is so weird." He kept turning his head back and forth, looking at his hyper masculine and feminine faces. He leaned in as close to the mirror as he could, and even knowing that he had a thick layer of makeup on, he had a hard time telling he wasn't looking at natural skin. Finally, he pulled out his phone and took some selfies.

"This is so cool," He said between picture.

"Can I take your picture too?" Nichole asked.

"Huh?" Jason blinked ant turned to her. "I mean, sure, but why?"

"I do makeup for a living," She reminded him even as she took his picture. "People pay me to do their makeup for shows and parties. Having a half-and-half face picture for my portfolio, I may be able to attract more customers."

"Oh." He blinked. "But if you do this for a living, shouldn't I be paying you?"

"Oh, it's fine, Jacey," She smiled. "We're just having fun. Yesterday you just needed some help to get you through a bad time. And I've told you, I will never leave you alone in a bad situation like that. I have had friends.... If someone had been there, if someone had shown that they cared, at least one of my friends would still be around."

"Oh...."

"Besides," She smiled, not wanting to the a dark mood settle in to place. "If I can use you for practicing some looks and techniques, I am getting something out of this too. Friends helping friends. Does that sound good to you?"

"Yes," He nodded, happy to think of her as a friend.

"Besides," She rested her hand on his shoulder, a caress that discreetly opened his robe a little more. "You are learning something new. You may not use makeup much, but I am sure you can think of some fun reasons to want to know how if the time is ever right for it."

"Like for a costume," He said with a grin.

"Exactly. Just think what you got out of it yesterday?" Nichole prompted. "I know it wasn't your idea, but if you had known what you do now, think of what you might have done differently."

"If I had my phone with me yesterday," Jacey admitted with a sly grin. "I thought I could take a picture of myself and show it to the next person that asks me if I have a girlfriend."

"Now there's an idea," She smiled back. "Want to do that today?"

"Huh?"

"Let me balance your face," Nichole reached for her things.

Jacey was quickly caught up in her excitement. As she worked, Nichole gave a little lecture about the importance of cleaning the face of any makeup at least daily. She went on about how makeup can hid small blemishes, but not cleaning the face was a fast way to major acne, and that could cause scarring.

Jacey went along with her. He followed the instructions and guiding touches of her hands, moving his head and looking in the directions she indicated. This time she did the makeup all the way down his neck. He was a little nervous about the way she pushed the robe open wider on his shoulders, but let her have her way without protest. The fingers and brushes on his upper chest made him shiver a few times, because it kind of tickled.

Then she untied the robe all together. He felt very exposed then. But then she re-tied it snugly, just below his ribs. He had a chance to examine his new face while she stood behind him, making final, small adjustments to the way the robe was arranged on his body.

The new look was shocking. Not only did he have a sexy, beautiful face, but the way the robe was adjusted and the highlights she had basically painted on his upper chest made it look like he had some cleavage. He really looked like a girl. A real, sexy, girl.

"That should make your friends take notice," Nichole said as she finished.

"Yeah," Jacey agreed. He took his phone and started taking selfies.

While he was ready to admit that he looked like a sexy girl in the mirror, he was having trouble taking a selfie that he liked. Nichole watched him for a bit, then offered to take the picture for him. While she was at it, she took a few pictures for herself with her own phone.

"What if someone notices that the pic isn't a selfie?" Jacey asked.

"Tell them it was because you're the one that took the picture."

That put Jason in a bind. He did not like the idea of lying. As that struck home, it showed on his face, and Nichole noticed it.

"Jacey, what's wrong?"

"I don't like to lie," He explained. "I'd like to tall people I have a girlfriend, but then I would be lying. Especially if I said I took a picture I didn't."

"Hmm," Nichole thought about it for a moment. She then moved in close to Jacey, hugging him with one arm and holding her face close to his. He was so surprised by the move that he almost didn't see her taking a selfie of them together.

"You forgot to smile," She protested. "Let's try again."

Nichole quickly got into the fun of trying to take the prefect selfie, or so it seemed to Jacey. He tried to follow her directions, but he was having a hard time because he was distracted by Nichole's closeness. She was holding on to him, and pressing her breasts into his shoulder. She wasn't letting go between pictures either.

In truth, Nichole was having fun rubbing against Jacey. While the makeup was covering up his blushing, he was breathing faster. She knew she was getting him heated up. Encouraged by how successful things had been going so far, she felt the need to take things a little further.

"You know, we don't really fit like this," She complained.

"Huh?" Jacey was having trouble keeping up. He was feeling aroused to the point of being flustered.

"Well, you're all done up sexy, and I'm dressed for going shopping," She explained. There was a pause before she lowered the phone. "I know," She said as if struck by sudden inspiration. "I'll be right back." She set his phone on the counter next to her own and rushed out of the bathroom.

Jacey was left trying to catch up to what was going on. He was glad the robe was loose enough to hide his erection, but he dearly wished the shorts he was wearing were tight enough to hold his erect member down, or at least in one place. His current lack of support left his erection free to move, sway and bounce, in his shorts, and the smooth fabric was not helping his situation any.

He remembered the way the pantyhose had been snug on his body, and thought briefly about taking them out and putting them on, just for the help keeping things in place and hidden. That reminded him that he had yet to return what he had borrowed. He turned his attention the his bag on the floor where he had left it next to his clothes.

As he dug out the pantyhose and bikini top that he had borrowed, he was dimly aware of the noises coming from the bedroom. He put the borrowed items on the bathroom counter. This simple act was made difficult by the sensations coming from his erection as he moved. A quick test proved that he was too excited to simply tuck the offending appendage between his thighs unless he wanted to give up the ability to stand up normally. And he couldn't get it up under the waistband of the shorts, because the elastic wasn't tight enough to keep him in place.

Even trying to get his erection into a safe position and stay there was threatening to overwhelm him. He was starting to wonder if he could get away with locking the bathroom and playing with himself just to calm himself down. But then Nichole returned, and Jacey wasn't sure what he should do.

x

Nichole returned to the bathroom in time to see Jacey letting go of his member in a hurry. She didn't know if he realized he had been playing with himself, or was just responding to his own excitement, but she was careful not to let him know that she had noticed. As for herself, Nichole had changed her clothes, with a result that was not going to let Jacey calm down any time soon. She had stripped down to her black bra and panties. It was a matching set, and the white robe she had thrown on over them was so sheer that the lines of her underwear were clearly noticeable.

She had tied the robe, so she wasn't blatantly exposing her body to Jacey. After all, she still had some secrets she didn't think he was ready to deal with yet. She briefly struck a pose in the bathroom doorway.

"What do you think?" She asked him with a smile. "Now we can take a picture of two sexy girls together."

"Ah..." Jacey was speechless as his blood supply pooled in his groin so fast he was afraid something would pop.

"Let me touch up my makeup to match," She said, turning herself to the counter and reaching for her makeup.

Jacey was given a moment to try to gather his thoughts. He was dressed and made up to look like a girl, and a sexy one if he did say so himself. Now Nichole was dressed sexy too. Except she had the hips and breasts to really look sexy, and he was having a hard time trying to keep from staring at her body. The robe she had on went down to her mid thighs, which meant that she had more of her legs covered than when they had first met, but somehow that did not make her any less sexy.

"How do I look?" Nichole turned back to face him with a smile.

It took Jacey a moment to realize she was asking about her makeup. She had added a few touches that had filled out and darkened her lips, and made her eyes stand out a little more. He noticed that she was smiling at him. He didn't know that she was smiling because she had watched him looking at her cleavage and the lines of her underwear through her robe.

"Wow," He finally managed to say.

"Perfect," She beamed. "Let's try this again." She picked up her own phone this time before moving in to take selfies with Jacey.

The first few pictures were simple and innocent enough. Cheek to cheek and smiling for the camera. Then Nichole started working on Jacey's posing. She pulled one of his arms around her waist and per her free hand around his , pressing her breast into his shoulder. After a few blinding flashes, She turned Jacey to face her. She pressed her breasts into his chest for that pose.

There was a brief break as she re-positioned Jacey again. This time his back arm was up across the back of her shoulders and his other hand was down on her hip. With her chest against his, it was another cheek to cheek shot.

"This time kiss my cheek," Nichole instructed. Another camera flash. "Alright, your turn. Look to the camera." She kissed his cheek for that picture. "One more," She said before nibbling at his ear as the camera flashed again. She gave him a small break then, stepping back and looking at the pictures so far.

"This is fun," She said cheerfully. "I need to do this with some of my other girlfriends." She gave Jacey another bright smile. "Thank you for doing this with me."

"No problem," He tried to smile back. His face was hot under the makeup.

"Ok, just a few more, then we'll take a break," Nichole instructed Jacey to turn so his back was to her. With her breasts against his back, the faced the camera for another cheek to cheek shoot.

"Blow a kiss to the camera," Was her next instruction. "Pretend to whistle a little. We don't want that duck-face giant pucker." Another picture was taken.

"Okay, now stand behind me and put your arms around my waist." Nichole leaned back for another kisses to the camera shot, then leaned forward a little, so she could feel his hard-on as she pressed her butt back and took an over the shoulder shot of Jacey.

"Alright," Nichole turned in place, but used her free hand to encourage Jacey to continue holding her as she did, this helped her robe to come open more than just a little. "Now we do the grand finale that drives all the guys crazy with jealousy."

"Huh?" Jacey questioned.

"We're solving your dilemma," Nichole explained as she used her hands to guide him into the perfect pose. "You can show the picture and say it is of your friend, with her friend. I'm your friend. You're my friend. And whomever you show it to will fill in the blanks on their own. Now, you need to hold tight here," she put his hand to the small of her back and did the same to him with her free hand. She had one thigh between his, pressed against that hardness she didn't think he realized she was enjoying, and one breast firmly against his chest.

"Now look at me and not the camera, and hope we keep our balance." She pulled her robe back so her now bare leg was up against his hip. This had the added result of pushing his robe and shorts up to show off his leg too.

Jacey was having a hard time paying attention to what Nichole was doing, and was just following directions. The reason for his lack of thinking capacity was not just the feeling of pressing his member against her thigh. He was also getting an incredible view of her chest. Her robe had pulled open enough that she could see her bra. The lacy cup was cut low enough that he could see the half of the dark halo of her nipple, and the he could see the raised bump of her nipple poking against the lace.

Jacey's mouth fell open when Nichole lifted his hand up to her mostly exposed breast. Without setting her phone down, she pushed his hand against herself, getting him to cup her breast. Out of the reflex of having something pressed into his palm, he gave it a squeeze. This actually lifted her nipple out of the cup of her bra.

"Up here, Jacey," Nichole called for his attention.

Obediently, he lifted his head to look her in the face. That was when the world changed directions. That was when Nichole kissed him.