The Intimate Dinner Party

I was led into Victoria’s room and then through to her en suite bathroom. There she set to work with obvious expertise in these scenarios. I had to strip naked, Victoria rubbed by whole body with Nair depilatory cream, had me in the shower and by the time the cream was washed off, I had no hair on my body from my neck down. No hair at all. Smooth as a ……well as a girl who has had a full body waxing.

Victoria did my nails bright red, then my face. Full foundation, blush, eye shadow, false eyelashes, mascara and lipstick. I wasn’t allowed to look in the mirror. Then Victoria produced a wig….shoulder-length black hair with red highlights through it. Quite a dramatic and sexy look.

After that it was time to dress. Black lace and satin waist cincher with suspender straps, tiny little g-string panties with red lips adorning it, black stockings, pink blouse and short black skirt. The skirt barely covered my bottom and stocking tops. And then black patent leather stilettos with 5” heels. The last thing were pink dangly earrings and a necklace.

I have to admit that I enjoyed this transformation more than I was willing to acknowledge to Victoria. I knew she’d tease me endlessly if she knew that I was secretly excited about the dress up and make over.

But I didn’t fool her. “Mmm. I didn’t notice any resistance or protestation there Didi darling,” she laughed. I blushed heavily. You could see my blushing through the foundation. Yes, I had for a long time fantasized about being transformed, but had never contemplated that it would ever happen.

“Ok, walk for me honey,” Victoria instructed. I staggered along on very unsteady legs, not being used to high heels at all. “No, no. That won’t do at all. You have to walk sexily like a girl. The way Susan and I walk sweetie.” And then she proceeded to demonstrate a very sexy sultry walk, which I had to practice over and over until she was happy that I had mastered the desired sexy walk.