Nervous Change

Jacey arrived at the open door to the bedroom to see Nichole walking his way. She was back in the comfortable sweats she had been wearing when he had arrived, looking happy and relaxed.

"I was just coming to find you," She said.

"I wanted to give you some privacy to get cleaned up," Jacey tried to sound calm and reasonable.

"Thank you," She smiled. "Are you going to clean up now? I can help you, if you would like."

"I can clean up on my own," Jacey replied with a little bit of a rush. "And I think I can do the basics on my own. We are going to do the extra feminine looks you mentioned, right? After lunch?"

"Oh," Nichole blinked in surprise that he had remembered, and pleased that he sounded eager to do it. "Yes," She nodded and smiled. "I'm happy you want to keep going. We can work on making you sexy for some pictures. We did pretty last week, and it turned sexy. But since we just did the sexy man, we can go the other way next."

"Alright," Jacey smiled. "I'll meet you in the kitchen when I'm done." He paused. "I put your computer on the table so nothing would happen to it." He said, still talking in a bit of a rush as he started towards the bathroom.

"Oh. Thank you."

x

In the bathroom, Jacey dropped his bag and quickly set to the task of removing the makeup from his face and chest. He wanted to get his girl look back on before lunch, because that was the way Nichole seemed to identify him in her mind. He wasn't sure about being made up into a sexy girl for his own interests. He supposed it would be a good costuming skill to exercise, which was why he was learning about makeup in the first place. Even with his own small doubts, he did like the idea of playing sexy dress-up with Nichole.

He hadn't said anything earlier, but he had been familiar with the idea of the housewife and the plumber, or handyman, or whatever. While he did not focus on porn, he knew how to discreetly access it at home, and to keep his parents from knowing about it. He figured that if he let Nichole dress and make him up all sexy, she would want more pictures, and so far that had turned out really well for him.

He was able to get his Jacey face and hair back into place without too much time or effort. He was getting better at it because of the practice he had been doing at home. He was just starting to tuck his borrowed shirt back into place when he started to think about how to make himself a little 'sexy' before returning to Nichole.

He was wearing denim shorts and a plaid, short sleeve shirt. It was very stereotypical country. He found his phone, and a quick image search for the keywords of 'country' and 'sexy' produced a look he thought he could pull off on his own. Any hesitation on his part evaporated when he pictured Nichole's excitement if he could do even a simple job of it. With an excited grin of his own, Jacey reached for his bag.

x

Nichole had started out by simply setting out some finger sandwiches for lunch. She had been tempted to open another bottle of wine, but held off. She was already scolding herself for her moment of passion. Not wanting to scare Jacey off by taking advantage of him, Nichole settled for a glass of iced tea.

She opened the laptop to look at their recorded images, sipping her tea, while she waited for Jacey to appear. When she had decided to put her loose sweat pants back on, Nichole had also made the decision to un-tuck herself. It was more comfortable to not be sitting on herself, and the loose pants would hide the forward displacement of her panties.

Watching the video in full screen mode for taking screen shots, and then switching apps to save them, was not the best way to do what she was trying to do, but she wasn't an expert with computers by any stretch. It did give her something to do while waiting for Jacey however. She was looking at each scene, each pose, as she copied pictures over. She was looking at them with a critical eye, because, as she had told Jacey, she was looking to add some of these to her portfolio. She was also looking for good and bad examples of makeup for teaching Jacey.

For all the time it had taken to do all the posing and recording, it didn't take long for Nichole to view the whole thing. The first time through didn't take long, it was just a quick hunting trip for some choice shots, like that last kiss. The second time through was more focused. Nichole was still only half way through the second viewing, and picture clipping, when Jacey returned to the kitchen. When she did, Nichole had to do a double take...

Jacey had successfully made herself into a sexy young woman. She had her face makeup put together to accentuate her eyes and lips. Her hair was teased up and brushed back. The same shorts were low on her hips. The shirt had been unbuttoned and un-tucked, and then pulled around and tied in the front in the perfect country girl style. Nichole had just started to tense up her body to stand, intending to move to welcome Jacey into the kitchen for lunch, either with a hug, or to hold a chair, wanting to make her feel welcome. But then she froze in place, eyes going wide in surprise.

Nichole had been caught off guard because Jacey had taken the initiative to make herself sexy, and Nichole had never seen it coming. She noticed the extra detail around Jacey's waist first. Jacey had worked the shorts down low on her hips, leaving the shiny white waistband of a pair of panties showing. This prompted Nichole to take a closer look at her friend. Looking at her chest, just peeking out from under the tied shirt, she could see a white bra.

"Oh, my..." In spite of wanting to snatch Jacey up in a hug, Nichole made herself move slowly as she spoke. She stood up and moved forward, noticing a tightness in Jacey that was probably nervousness. Nichole remembered the first time she dressed up fully for someone else, and how nervous, even scared she had been. "You look fantastic." The praise flowed out. It was honest, and Nichole wanted to let Jacey know that she was accepted and respected. "I know it couldn't have been easy for you, Jacey, but you look absolutely perfect."

"You like it?" Jacey asked with uncertainty in his voice.

"I love it." Nichole pulled him into a hug. "You look perfect."

"Thank you," Jacey replied, returning the hug. "I wanted to see what I could do to get ready for the se.... the hyper fem look you said earlier."

"Oh, you did marvelous," Nichole praised him and released the hug. She held him at arm's length and looked him up and down.

"This isn't your first time, is it?"

"No," Jacey looked to the side. "I practiced a little." He was blushing hard, remembering his practice in putting on a bra. He had even gone so far as to look up online how to do it. And of course, once he had been in the bra and panties, thinking about how it would surprise Nichole, he couldn't help but think about what he had done with her before, and what would happen in the future. He had gotten himself off. Just the night before, to test his ability to become Jacey, he had put on his bra in front of the bathroom mirror and done his makeup. He had gotten so excited thinking about what he hoped might happen with Nichole. He had gotten himself off that time while looking at Jacey in the mirror, looking back at him.

"Don't worry, we all go though that practice time," Nichole said soothingly, guessing closely about the reason why Jacey was blushing. "Why don't we have lunch, and after that we can go over how to be feminine."

Jace only nodded.

Lunch was a tense affair for Jacey that day. He was aware of the feeling of the panties and bra he was wearing. He was also aware that Nichole kept glancing at him, and at his chest. While they ate, Nichole talked about using lotion and proper nail care to keep hands soft and pretty, and talked about how well groomed nails can be an important part of putting a complete look together. She expanded on this by mentioning how a movie monster with clean nails wouldn't look right. Dark, broken, or stained nails on the other hand would be the kind of details a complete look would need to really come off as professional. Of course, for a sexy woman, long, shaped, and painted nails were the way to go.