I breathe heavily as I walk down the street, moist from the falling rain. My footsteps are heavy and I feel that I could fall through the concrete below me. All I want to do is die for the idiotic choice I have made that lead me to this situation. Thinking of the situation itself punches me hard in the face and makes me spew blood. Nothing worse than the universe telling you, you can't do something no matter how passionate you are about it. My hair is wet from the tears of God shaming me for what I have done. Everything around me is against me just because of one factor that couldn't be helped. The one reason this situation unraveled into more chaos than it was supposed to be. My life crumbles on my shoulders just because of the fact that I have fallen in…
Love.
1 week ago
There is nothing better than walking up in the morning except when the morning belongs to today. I officially name today the worst day of my life and I wish I could just disappear right at this instant. I can already hear the stupid snickering of that fat ass laughing his guts out once he sees me. Having lost that bet was bad enough but now I have to face the most terrifying punishment any ordinary college boy would have to face. Cross Dressing, even the thought of it gives me chills up my spine. Nothing says your life is ruined than you having to cross dress as a girl!? This is, in fact, the most humiliating thing I had to face. I have gotten an agreement with Cartman that I would pretend to be a girl for an entire week while the male "Kyle" is in a supposed vacation to visit his parents in a city two hours from South Park.
I had agreed to stay here to finish my studies in college while my parents decided to move. The apparently have had enough of the "putrid filth of a hell hole" that was South Park. I didn't want to leave any of my friends behind, mostly my best friend since elementary school, Stan. He had been with me through everything and I least wanted to stay with him through our last studies in college.
DING DONG
Oh, that must be Wendy and Bebe. I had called them over earlier because no way am I going outside looking like a tranny and make it obvious that I am guy so I need reinforcements. I stagger out of bed and barely make it down the stairs through the pile of clothes that have piled up since…..well…..a long time. I open the door to discover Wendy and Bebe struggling with the huge pile of make-up, clothes, shoes, wax, nail polish and various other stuff that I am not familiar with.
"Good Morning Kyle!" They both talked with such happiness it scared me. I must be like their own little makeup doll except this one had to really be transformed. I had let myself go letting all the hair on my body grow like a fucking forest that is in need for a lawn mower and I don't dare talk about my eyebrows. For some reason even if I have many manly qualities I have this face and body type of a girl which is probably why this punishment was put to surface by that dumbass Cartman.
I just got a huge head ache just looking at that huge pile of rubbish, imagine me piling all that stuff on me. This is really a nightmare come true. I grab some of the stuff and push it through the entrance. They look of utter yearning of accomplishment really sent me some really bad vibes. Like if I tried to escape they would attack me and tie me up. It couldn't be helped I had to start or it would take forever to finish. I look for them but for some reason I can't find them. How could I lose two girls in my own HOUSE!? This is great, now I have to look for them. Wait a minute, what was that sudden tap on my shoulder. I slowly turn my head to see it is a pink manicured hand of a girl…no, wait two hands of girls on my shoulders. Oh, great. Before I know it they have pulled me to the bathroom where they have created their chamber of torture for the worst week of my life.
"WOW, Kyle you look incredible!" Bebe seemed very happy to see what I have become. She turns to see Wendy who is also admiring her handy work.
"Omg! I wouldn't have been able to tell you were a guy if I just met you! It is Wonderful!" Wendy stops admiring me and grabs my arms to spin me toward my full size mirror. I dropped my jaw at how I have the spitting image of girl. I was in awe at how I am able to look something like this. All of my manly features seemed to have disappeared with all the layers of make-up that still choked my breathing. My eyes seems greener than my usual dull green eyes and my lips pops out more with the grapefruit colored lip gloss. My eyebrows were chopped down to a thin strand of delicate hair. The light green ruffled dress went up to half my thighs and the panty hose made my legs look more feminine (than they were before). The dress hugs my waist which also seems more feminine due to the tight corset that almost makes my guts all fall out at once. My chest bothers me because of the breast attachments that seems to be a bit of over kill but fit my image perfectly. My hair seems to have been straightened to then be curled but not like my usual super curly hair. I close my eyes and sigh. Know I am ready to face the front door to the week as Kayla.
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This is the first chapter of Masking Love so I hope you liked it I am very happy to have finished this chapter sucessfully
