It was late at night on Wanda's second day home. Instead of thinking about everything that had been done to her, tonight she was thinking about what she could do now that she was out. When she was a little girl, she'd always wanted to play with make-up and play dress-up. That monster she had once called Daddy had told her she could start wearing make-up, jewelry, and the like, when she was sixteen. He had told her it wasn't for little girls.

Well she was sixteen now, so she could finally have a little fun. But she'd been out of the world for so long that she didn't know what to do. That afternoon she'd gone to the store and gotten a little bit of almost everything, so she could be sure she'd have what she needed. She didn't like the bright, cutesly, little girl things, so she'd gotten the deep, lush colors. She'd been in a cell so long with only the bright 'show us what you feel' toys and the bare, drab walls, she'd almost forgotten about colors like the magnificent shades she'd found in the store. So she got them.

She'd also seen something called a barber shop, and seen everyone inside having someone play with their hair. She halfway remembered having someone play with her hair, so she went in to have it done again, like a normal girl. Once there, a nice-looking woman had told her, "Deary, you'd look so beautiful with your hair a little shorter." Well, if making her hair a little shorter would make her beautiful, how good would she look with her hair a lot shorter? So she'd told the barber to make it really short.

Then she'd seen a little girl getting earrings put in, so she did the same. The man who had put them in suggested little studs, but Wanda had seen some magnificent silver earrings shaped like, well kind of like an X with a long leg, and she insisted on those. It hurt, but they were so pretty she could stand the pain.

She saw the television, and a little box with lots of buttons on it. What was it called again? Oh yes, a remote. She vaguely remembered using one when she was little to make the TV work. She started hitting buttons, and after a few errors, managed to turn it on. Now, the boys would have immediately saw that it was a commercial and flipped the channel, but Wanda just saw a beautiful woman with a bottle that looked like one of the things she'd bought on the screen. She rubbed it all through her hair, and was smiling the whole time. The TV said the stuff was called Pantene Pro-V. Well, the bottle she got like that wasn't called that, but it was the same kind of stuff. Right?

Luckily, Wanda had managed to land herself on a girly channel, so it only took her about half an hour to get up-to-date on what went where, though she was still a little unsure of some things. She went upstairs to start working on her transformation.

First for the bottle of gooey stuff, like the one the first lady had put in her hair. This kit thing had come with a little plastic cap with holes in it she didn't know what to do with. She read a little bit of the label. It was only supposed to go in the front, so she rubbed it in where her bangs used to be. It also said to wash it out after fifteen minutes, so she impatiently waited in the bathroom. The stuff smelled funny, and she didn't want that smell in her room.

Once it was done, washed out, and somewhat dry from a towel, she went back to her room to do everything else. Her hand was a little unsteady, but slowly she managed to get everything done like she'd seen on TV, only she put it on thicker. If a little made her look good, what would a lot do?

Halfway through, the short boy - Todd? came to see how she was doing. He wolf whistled at her. On the TV, when a man had done that, the woman had slammed a door in his face, so that must be the kind of thing she was supposed to do. Only she could do one better. She hex-bolted the short boy.

Finally, she was done with her face. Deep, luscious colors peered back at her. Wasn't she beautiful? Now for her clothes. She'd bought some something the store owner had called a catsuit. She remembered liking cats when she was little, and maybe this was kind of the same thing? She pulled it out and saw how much it would cover. All the pretty girls on the TV had shown more skin that that, so she went down to the kitchen to get a knife to slice some new holes on it. There. That was much better.

She went back upstairs, put in and the shoes she'd bought on, then started on jewelry. She'd bought a lot, so she decided to wear a lot. Wasn't she beautiful?

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