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The Halloween party had gone off without a hitch. You’d been dressed as Snow White all night in a gorgeous blonde wig and full makeup and spent the evening chatting to your sorority friends. They’d done such a good job that nobody you spoke to suspected you were a man. It was one of the best nights of your life.
You’d started to go back to the sorority just to hang out with the girls. The experience they’d given you allowed you to be completely comfortable being around them when they were doing their makeup, hair and choosing dresses for that night out. Your secret wish had been granted and you were happy with just being yourself again.
‘Remember, there’s a ball next week if you want to come meet us first.’ Your friend had said as you were leaving class. You went home and picked up your suit bag. When you arrive at the sorority, you ask which room you can get changed in.
‘What’s that?’ Your friend says, pointing at the suit bag. ‘You’re not wearing a suit, we thought we’d dress you up again!’
You thank her and say you enjoyed it, but it was a one time thing. Also it’s not Halloween, what if somebody recognised you?
‘Nobody recognised you last time.’ She said. ‘Please, we have everything picked out for you!’ Another of the girls adds
You politely decline again. ‘Fine. Spoil sport. You can get changed in the room down the hall.’
As you enter, you go to close the door behind you but three of the girls rush in before you can. They push you onto the bed. You land in a bunch of dresses piled up. To your left is a makeup bag and to your right is a long blonde wig, the exact same one you wore with your Halloween costume.
‘Now you can struggle’ your friend said, ‘or you can let us make you pretty.’
You go to stand up and two of the girls grab your arms and pull you back onto the bed. ‘Guess we’re doing this the hard way!’
They hold you down as you struggle to get free. Your friend approaches with makeup brushes and smothers it on as quickly as possible. She sticks large false eyelashes on before drawing big, thick eyebrows over your own.
Still trying to fight free, she pulls the wig over your hair, smoothing it so it sits behind your left ear and over your right shoulder.
‘You looked so cute in the earrings at Halloween, but I’m afraid we only have one pair of clip ons and we can’t let you be an accessory repeater.’ She grabs a piercing gun from the table. ‘So, I’m afraid we’ll have to give you real ones this time.’ The two girls hold your head and you wince in pain as your ears are pierced. The girls slide in beautiful, dangling silver earrings that match the platinum blonde colour of your hair.
‘Will you put this dress on now or are we going to have to force that on you as well?’ You take the dress from her, knowing there’s little point resisting now. As she helps you zip the dress over the breast forms they added, you catch yourself in the mirror. You look as convincing as you did at Halloween.
‘We’re sorry but you suit being a girl so much, we couldn’t let you miss another opportunity to experience it.’ You blush, thank her and apologise for being hesitant.
At the ball you have an incredible time. Your hair flows behind you as you dance with the other girls and once again, nobody even slightly suspects you’re not who you say you are. As you and the girls are leaving the hall, you ask if they can help give you an everyday girly look that you can wear to college. The girls squeal with delight and take you straight back to the sorority to start working on some new styles.

Description
Part One - www.deviantart.com/girlygirldr…

The Halloween party had gone off without a hitch. You’d been dressed as Snow White all night in a gorgeous blonde wig and full makeup and spent the evening chatting to your sorority friends. They’d done such a good job that nobody you spoke to suspected you were a man. It was one of the best nights of your life.
You’d started to go back to the sorority just to hang out with the girls. The experience they’d given you allowed you to be completely comfortable being around them when they were doing their makeup, hair and choosing dresses for that night out. Your secret wish had been granted and you were happy with just being yourself again.
‘Remember, there’s a ball next week if you want to come meet us first.’ Your friend had said as you were leaving class. You went home and picked up your suit bag. When you arrive at the sorority, you ask which room you can get changed in.
‘What’s that?’ Your friend says, pointing at the suit bag. ‘You’re not wearing a suit, we thought we’d dress you up again!’
You thank her and say you enjoyed it, but it was a one time thing. Also it’s not Halloween, what if somebody recognised you?
‘Nobody recognised you last time.’ She said. ‘Please, we have everything picked out for you!’ Another of the girls adds
You politely decline again. ‘Fine. Spoil sport. You can get changed in the room down the hall.’
As you enter, you go to close the door behind you but three of the girls rush in before you can. They push you onto the bed. You land in a bunch of dresses piled up. To your left is a makeup bag and to your right is a long blonde wig, the exact same one you wore with your Halloween costume.
‘Now you can struggle’ your friend said, ‘or you can let us make you pretty.’
You go to stand up and two of the girls grab your arms and pull you back onto the bed. ‘Guess we’re doing this the hard way!’
They hold you down as you struggle to get free. Your friend approaches with makeup brushes and smothers it on as quickly as possible. She sticks large false eyelashes on before drawing big, thick eyebrows over your own.
Still trying to fight free, she pulls the wig over your hair, smoothing it so it sits behind your left ear and over your right shoulder.
‘You looked so cute in the earrings at Halloween, but I’m afraid we only have one pair of clip ons and we can’t let you be an accessory repeater.’ She grabs a piercing gun from the table. ‘So, I’m afraid we’ll have to give you real ones this time.’ The two girls hold your head and you wince in pain as your ears are pierced. The girls slide in beautiful, dangling silver earrings that match the platinum blonde colour of your hair.
‘Will you put this dress on now or are we going to have to force that on you as well?’ You take the dress from her, knowing there’s little point resisting now. As she helps you zip the dress over the breast forms they added, you catch yourself in the mirror. You look as convincing as you did at Halloween.
‘We’re sorry but you suit being a girl so much, we couldn’t let you miss another opportunity to experience it.’ You blush, thank her and apologise for being hesitant.
At the ball you have an incredible time. Your hair flows behind you as you dance with the other girls and once again, nobody even slightly suspects you’re not who you say you are. As you and the girls are leaving the hall, you ask if they can help give you an everyday girly look that you can wear to college. The girls squeal with delight and take you straight back to the sorority to start working on some new styles.