She stared on his chest, putting a light color on his pecs, then used a burgundy with a flatbrush, in a half moon around it, creating the illusion of depth, and already starting to 'shape' his chest. She did the same with an espresso color, then lightened up his pecs again, putting some light makeup between the shadows she made. She blended it, and when she was finished, it already looked like he had breasts.
(A/N: I went on youtube, and I got these tips from actual drag queens, and I watched them do it on themselves. I'll put the links at the end, so you can see it too, and proof if you think I'm wrong.)
"Don't move" she told him. She measured around his ribs with the tape, then ran out of the room, needing to get something. She came back in with some of the padded bras that she used for work. So what if she was using her false memories as real ones. She would always be able to tell the difference.
She put it on him, then pulled what extra skin he had, up into the bra. She decided it looked okay, and grabbed the clothes she brought in with her. She held up the jeans, and a pink shirt. They were her clothes, and the way she padded his body, they were going to fit perfectly.
He got them on, and she held up her hand, covering his face. She put her hand down, but stopped him from looking in the mirror
"You look amazing. And if you look, you'll ruin the surprise" she said, smiling, then hugged him. He sat back down and she put a wig cap on him, then started on his makeup. She contoured his cheeks, nose, and some other small spots, making his face look more feminine. She put on his eyeliner, eye shadow, and some natural-looking fake eye lashes.
She put sparkling, plumping lip-gloss on him, and then a light brown wig with long bangs that almost came to his eyes. It framed his face, and it was long enough that it came down to the bottom of the bra. She turned him to look in the full-length mirror, and he gasped, not recognizing himself. His hair and eye color were the same, but that was it. His face looked softer, slightly rounder, and he had curves that some girls would be jealous of. He turned, looking at himself from every angle he could.
He hugged her tight, and looked down at himself.
"You are no longer Gabriel Novak." She told him, losing all teasing and joking from her voice, making him take her completely seriously. "For now, you can say goodbye to him. He has fallen off the map. You are a new person. This is your second chance. Who are you? And who will you be? That's all up to you." She told him, silently making him look her in the eyes.
She saw his pain, and loss, but she saw something else. Something they could build a new person on. She held out her hand and he took it, walking into the living room with her.
Chest makeup - watch?v=C8tS6WrDheU
Hip/butt pads - watch?v=zcyA0lsb9p0