54 TV FICTION CLASSICS

Alan wouldn't have dreamed of moving a single muscle. It was almost as if he couldn't help but be perfectly motionless on the vanity bench-as if to move, even slightly, might somehow spoil his being made beautiful!

Sometimes he found himself holding his breath, but it was breathtaking to see himself being made so feminine-especially with Cindy doing it.

It was like he had no choice but do what she said. The notion of the enforced passivity heightening the apprehension and the excitement!

Alan was in a trace as Cindy was doing his hair over. Alan simply knew he'd be even prettier as he thrilled to the operation.

Curls made so quickly and surely in the mirror before her eyes, first crisp and kind of sexy, then brushed out and fluffed and shaped into the most feminine of soft, lustrous masses for him to wear proudly!

He melted as Cindy pinned his pretty tresses here and there to make subtle changes in shape, so enchanting in dramatically feminine effect!

Before Alan was quite aware of it, he gasped as he saw himself more marvelously girlish and beautiful than ever before!

It was too much, and he couldn't restrain himself any longer! His hands flew to his hair to caress and explore! It was even more marvelous than even Cindy had hoped for! Alan was so thrilled as his fingers found an exciting soft curl.

It was simply so satisfying, this stylish, exciting coiffure with its stirring fullness in back. With his hands still in his soft tresses, Cindy changed his make-up to match the tones of blue in his nightgown.

He heard Cindy say softly from miles and miles away, "I think that'll do! I don't see why you would ever want to be a boy again? Looking in the mirror, Alan just nodded. "It's perfectly scrumptious, Cindy, I just love it!"

"So glad you like it. . .and you'll wear it this way the next time we go out?

"Gosh? Sure!" Alan was sparked by her comment. They might do this again!

"There's something else I'd like to do," Cindy asked? "Anything..." Alan sighed.

Standing between the mirror and him, Cindy took her tweezers and began on Alan's eyebrows.

"Ouch!"

"Shhh! You'll be much prettier, I assure you!" A towel was soon filled with the long hairs of his eyebrows until they rose above his dark eyes in a delicate, high, pencil thin arch. Perfectly curved. ..for a pretty female's face.

Alan groaned as he saw what she had done. Cindy smiled, "And I'm only beginning."

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Being emasculated made Alan even more dependent on Cindy affection. Cindy always seemed so mature and unapproachable, and now she was so close! It was more wonderful than Alan had even imagined!

"More?" Alan asked a little timidly.

"I'm going to make it so you have no hope of passing as a normal boy. What about a pretty bow to match your gown-about right here?" Cindy put a dainty finger high in back in Alan's soft curls.

Alan imagined a hair-ribbon, the ultimate in things girlishly feminine, in his hair where Cindy's pretty finger was, he fairly gasped with the sudden cramp he felt. She realized that he was so terribly excited, now.

"Okay," he said shyly, his legs tightened together involuntarily. Alan noticed that Cindy's breathing was quicker and a little harder than before, and wondered if Cindy had observed his reactions to this feminization.

Cindy only smiled and bent to kiss Alan's curls as she fussed them and brought a two-inch width of baby blue, satin ribbon to Alan's hair and fashioned it into a big, girlish bow.

Cindy quite deliberately caressed Alan's curls with her fingers as she tied the bow in and arranged the curls to lie over the ribbon provocatively.

"You should always wear ribbons in your hair," Cindy said making sure the ribbon was just right. "Ribbons will let everyone know that you just adore being a girl."

Cindy noticed that Alan now had a hand under his peignoir and that there was a faint but rhythmic movement of his gown.

Cindy kissed Alan's curls again and held up a hand mirror for Alan to see his new hair-ribbon with its lovely arrangement of curls. Seeing Alan heightened femininity within herself.

"Isn't it just darling?" she coaxed, as her hand cupped Alan's pretty breast. She fondled it gently as she heard Alan sigh and said, "It does feels lovely!"

"Oh, Cindy! It's heaven!" Alan gasped his smooth shaven legs rubbing together lusciously.

"Well, have fun, darling!" Cindy said, "That's what being pretty is for! You are going to make such a darling girl...and all mine." Withdrawing the hand which caressed Alan's breast gently, Cindy said "Oh, let me fix your hair in front, doll-face." She came around and began to toy with Alan's bangs. She let the top of her peignoir swing open as she did so, and her own lovely breasts were quite visible and tempting as they now jiggled before Alan, who simply kissed them through the filmy gown.

Cindy's hands then went to Alan's hair in back and said, "Have all you want, darling. Maybe someday soon you'll have your very own!"

"Oh, Cindy! ANYTHING! I'll do anything you want!" cried Alan, beside himself in passion.