Chapter 19: Filling Out

Chapter 19

Nichole started selecting makeup products before Jacey reached the bathroom. When he arrived, Nichole flashed him a smile.

"First a little touch up," She anounced.

While Jacey had gotten good enough at her basic look to be passable, Nichole, as a professional, could see there was still room for improvement and refining. She even told Jacey as much.

"You are going to want to learn and practice more about shading. Stage makeup looks good under bright lights, at a bit of a distance, but under normal lighting and up close, it looks like a mask. For your makeup, we have been practicing for a person to person look, talking to strangers and selling something while looking natural and pretty." She gestured to the items she had pre-sellected.

"For the masculine looks, you want strong, noticeable jaw lines and brows. For feminine features, you want to make bone structure softer and minimal," She explained. "A smaller nose for example."

She set to work on Jacey then. There was a lot of light brush work using colors that were all very similar to each other. She instructed Jacey to clean off her lipstick, then worked at her lips with some pencils and small brushes and a mix of products. When she was satisfied, she let Jacey look in the mirror.

"Oh," came a small sound of surprise. Jacey recognized herself, but the boy was completely gone. The makeup around the eyes made them seem larger, but also made his brow ridge almost invisible. Likewise, his nose was less prominent, and seemed narrower than before. His lips were completely transformed. The rosebud of her lips were more prominent than his then boy lips could ever match without kissing a running vacuum cleaner, but it was all an illusion. His mouth was wider than the red lips he saw in the mirror. If he kept his mouth closed, and looked closely, he could tell where the corners of his mouth had been hidden, painted over, so only the middle two thirds would be noticeable.

"Blow me a kiss," Nichole spoke up, drawing Jacey's attention.

Jacey turned to see Nichole holding both of their phones at the ready to take a picture.

"Just a small kiss," Nichole warned. "No duck-face!"

Jacey tried for a soft pucker, as if getting ready to whistle, and the cameras caught it.

"Now do it while winking, but go quick. Don't force it or over think it." The instructions for each new face or pose came one after another.

"Turn your head to the side and down, but eyes to the camera..."

"Turn your head up, but keep your down... Good, now kiss..."

"Alright," Nichole lowered the phones. "Now we combine face and body. How you stand lets you direct the attention of people looking at you. Or, if you think about a stage magician, how you can be your own 'assistant' to distract the audience from looking where you don't want them to." She set the phones down for a moment. Then stood in a neutral pose.

"OK, start by just looking at me," She told Jacey. "Now, if I want your eyes away from my body..." She raised her forearms up so they were in front of, but not pushing against her breasts. She had her left hand floating just below the level of her chin, and her right hand touching her hair. None of her face was covered, but the motion had drawn Jacey's eyes to her face, so he noticed when she winked and blew him a kiss. "Now you try."

A new round of poses and pictures followed. Jacey framed her face with one then both hands, trying different positions. One pose had her hands in front of her face, playing shy peek-a-boo. Another was cupped hand blocking a yawn, followed by the back of the hand used to hide a yawn. Nichole explained that some nail polish with a noticeable color would add to the effect of pulling the eyes of a viewer. Through them all, Jacey's arms were raised in a way the casually blocked the chest.

"Now we are going to do a little more. We are still going to use facial expression, because that is important to body language, but now we are going to pull attention to the breasts," She explained. She posed, using both hands on the collar of her sweatshirt, pulling it closed. The way she did it though, she had her arms in close to help lift and present her breasts under the now snug fabric. At the same time, she gave Jacey a small smile and a wink. Even without experience dating girls, Jacey recognized a flirty move when it was so obvious.

"Your turn," Nichole said.

"Umm," Jacey blushed. "But I don't have breasts." He made an uncomfortable face.

"Oh," Nichole paused, then she smiled broadly. "I can fix that," She declared and then bounced out of the bathroom.

Jacey was startled by the sudden enthusiasm. He heard her open her closet, and a few thumps followed as she looked for something. Then she came bouncing back, with a pair of breasts in her hands.

"Wha..." Jacey voiced surprise and confusion.

"Breast forms," Nichole explained. "Just one of the ways we women 'cheat' in order to look good. Let me show you."

Filled with excited enthusiasm at the opportunity, Nichole moved in on Jacey. She handed her the fake breasts and moved to stand behind her as she turned her to the mirror. Standing close enough to press her breasts against Jacey's back, she reached around to untie toe country-girl shirt. The bra Jacey had on had a little padding to the cups, and was a little small for her chest, but Nichole didn't let that stop her.

"Hand me one," Nichole instructed. She then took the offered breast form and used both hands to insert it into Jacey's bra. "Next." She put the other one in place then adjusted their position, then worked on adjusting Jacey's bra to accommodate it's new burden.

The breast forms, Jacey noticed, were heavier than expected. While only a little darker than his own untanned chest, they did have prominent, dark brown nipples. While the bra Jacey was wearing was thick enough to hide any details, he recognized that a thinner bra would let the fake nipples show clearly.

Nichole deftly retied Jacey's shirt then moved from behind her to beside her, so they were both facing the mirror.

"Nice," Nichole pronounced. "Not as nice as mine," She cupped and hefted her breasts confidently. "But a good start."

"Uhhhh," Jacey didn't know how to respond.

"Go ahead," Nichole encouraged, still holding her own breasts. "Hold them, get used to the shape of them and where they are on your body. You don't want to be knocking things down because you don't know where all the parts of your body are when you move."

That made sense, Jacey nodded and reached for her new breasts. Nichole had actually seen trans girls of different types spill drinks, and hit other things and causing problems, because they didn't know well where their padding was in relation to their bodies and their surroundings. She smiled as she watched Jacey exploring the breast forms under her shirt.

Jacey took a moment to gain a little awareness of the fake breasts on his chest. They made the bra tighter, and the straps over the shoulders had started to cut in painfully, until Nichole had adjusted them. It was kind of strange, but Jacey had seen pictures of cosplayers with much, much larger fake boobs, and they had looked good.

"Alright," Nichole's voice broke him out of his own thoughts. "Let's see you try that pose again."

Jacey was talked through some flirty poses that were all about drawing attention to the face and breasts. Just as he was starting to feel a little used to the weight on her chest, Nichole went from simply directing and taking pictures of Jacey, to flirting and posing for selfies with her. This became a lot like a replay of the first time they took selfies together. It was notably different from the first time however, because once Nichole guided Jacey's hand to hear breast, instead of just holding it, Jacey started kneading and feeling it.

That set Nichole off. She stopped taking pictures and pulled Jacey into a full embrace. Their mouths, their painted lips came together in a kiss. Jacey returned the kiss with equal passion, never letting go of Nichole's breast, her free hand moved to the older woman's round bottom, giving her a squeeze and pulling their hips against each other.

Nichole nearly lost herself in the moment. The rush of warmth and pleasure made her flesh growing hard within her panties. Reflexively, she ground her erection into Jacey's hip. The shiver of pleasure from the pressure cut through the feelings and brought her thoughts back into focus. Nichole remembered that she wasn't tucked, and didn't want to reveal her secret to Jacey yet. Struggling with herself, she slowly pulled back from the kiss.

Jacey gasped for breath once the kiss was broken. Feeling Nichole gently pulling away, Jacey reluctantly let her go, releasing her breast.

"Sorry," Nichole said softly. "I got a little too excited."

"It's alright," Jacey nodded. "Yeah.."

"Maybe we should take a break," Nichole offered. "Get cleaned up, then you can go get started on your homework."

"Body language."

"And you probably want to learn about washing out makeup," Nichole offered. "Lipstick on your clothes may impress your friends, but can be hard to explain to your family."

Jacey just nodded.

"I'll let you get cleaned up," She excused herself.

...

Left alone, Jacey began the process of returning to his daily self. He removed the shirt and shorts he was wearing and set them aside. He then went to the hamper to dig out the clothes he had worn over to Nichole's house. He couldn't help but feel a little aroused as he moved aside an assortment of her cloths and underwear to get to his own. In spite of his desire to be polite, he couldn't help but admire the look and feel of her sexy things.

Once he had retrieved his own clothes from the hamper, Jacey stood straight again, his own reflection in the mirror catching his attention. In spite of himself, he ended up taking a moment to look at the image in the glass looking back at him. With makeup still on, in bra and panties What Jacey saw in the mirror was a young woman in her underwear. A part of his mind watched in amusement as the woman in the mirror moved into a slightly sexy pose and reached for her phone off of the bathroom counter. Jacey took some additional selfies. As she did so, Jacey felt arousal building once more.

With a sigh, Jacey put the phone down and finally started removing makeup. He was tempted to borrow the breast forms, so he could practice with them. He was sure Nichole would let him, but he was afraid of them getting discovered at home. With a small feeling of regret, the breast forms were left on the bathroom counter.

Jacey's face was washed clean, leaving Jason looking back from the bathroom mirror. He paused for a moment in the act of changing. He was still in the empty bra and panties, and nothing bot his socks, but the image in the mirror was still feminine. He posed a few times, looking at himself, aware of the erection showing in his panties, but still finding the sight exciting. He threw his street clothes back on to break the spell, covering up his girl's underwear, hiding Jacey from sight, and gathered himself to head for home

Nichole met him in the living room to walk him out. They confirmed their plans to meet the following Sunday as they moved towards the front door. Before opening the door the pair shared a hug. Nichole discovered the feeling of bra straps under hands as she pulled him close.

She felt her heart flutter with excitement. Jacey was still there in part. She loosened her hold on Jacey enough to grant a little more range of motion, then brought their lips together in a kiss. It was an impulsive action that shocked them both, but felt good all the same.

"See you next week," Nichole said with a note of excitement in her voice.