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Natasha had a good feeling about her Birthday present, she had been dating Jack for 4 years now and they living together for two. She loved him dearly, he was a little rubbish at times but his heart was in the right place, and with enough subtle hinting and gentle guidance he usually got there in the end. So she had been actively trying to seed the idea of marriage into his head for a few months and was convinced that he had something special planned for her Birthday.
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"Er what is it darling?" She asked trying to stay calm as anger, and disappointment welled inside her.
"I didn't know what to get you so...." Jack knew he had got it wrong again, women they were so complicated.
Natasha looked at the underwear, what was he thinking! They were nothing like she would wear; too pink, too frilly and to cap it all, too big for her. Her heart sank, anger mixed with disappointment. She smiled weakly at him gave him a kiss and excused herself to the bathroom. She sobbed quietly, perhaps she had hoped for too much, had too much riding on it? She was sure he was the one but did he feel the same way? Was it her? He was so inexpressive she was sure he cared but how could she make him show it and understand about emotions, feelings, romance?
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The plan had come together very quickly, they had gone out for a meal but no extra surprises had come her way. It was whilst offloading all of her doubts and fears that her best friend Charlotte suggested a little gentle payback.
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Jack was not a big man but it felt like he was an elephant. He did not struggle as they got him to the bathroom but he was an uncoordinated mass of arms and legs. Twice he had nearly taken Natasha's head off and Charlotte had released a few expletives when she had received an accidental elbow into her left breast. Charlotte had been the main organiser, all Natsha had done is invited her around for some food and made sure that Jack had a gotten the right drink. Charlotte was Natsha's childhood friend and although they had moved into different worlds after school they had remained close. Whilst Natsha had gone off to University to read law, Charlotte had stayed behind training to be a nurse. Natsha felt so square and straight-laced in comparison to Charlotte who was always out clubbing, wore outrageous clothes and could always be relied on for mischief.
It was no surprise that it was Charlotte who got hold of the drug and all the other bits and pieces they needed. She had come around for a late birthday celebration after they had eaten they had dosed Jack's champagne and waited for him to become the semi conscious but compliant body they were now shaving in the bath.
"I am worried Charl is he going to be OK? I mean do we really need to shave him?" Natasha felt unsure as the fortifying effects of the alcohol started to wear off.
"Ah stop fretting Tash, he will be fine, I have medical training you know and I've shaved hundreds of patients before." She smiled and passed another glass of bubbly to her co-conspirator.
Laying him on the bed Jack groaned, he was having some amazing dreams: bathed by beautiful handmaidens he could really feel their soft hands touching him.
"Quick we only have a little while left, I only gave him a light dose"
They slipped the birthday panties up Jack's thighs and to Natasha 's relief restored some of his modesty. She knew that Charlotte dealt with naked men every day at work but she was strangely protective of Jack's manhood.
Feeding his arms through the bra they rolled him onto his side in order to fasten the back.
"I can't believe he bought you these!" Charlotte giggled stuffing gel inserts into the empty bra cups "I mean I think I have a set just like these, but you Natasha, Miss plain black panties."
Natasha blushed and gave Charlotte a playful slap. She did not want to tell her she was wearing her usual plain black panties and a vest.
They did not bother to paint his toe nails as they slipped on white over-the-knee stockings topped with baby blue ribbons and bows. Next it was the dress.
"Where did you get this?" Natasha squealed feeling quite tipsy now. She held up a mass of baby blue gingham material and lace edged petticoats.
"Oh I borrowed it off Suzanne, I figured she was around Jack's size, and remembered she wore this for an Alice in Wonderland party a few years ago. She is a dab hand with a sewing machine." Charlotte took the petticoats and worked them up around jack's waist.
They buttoned the white blouse and then managed to get the main dress over Jack's head and into place before zipping it up. Then Charlotte with a evil grin pulled out a small padlock and threading it through the zipper and an enlarged link in the back of the necklace placed around Jack's neck, locked him into the outfit.
"Oh that's just mean" giggled Natasha
Natasha held Jack's head still whilst Charlotte applied a generous amount of theatrical makeup, false eyelashes and a blonde wig full of huge ringlets.
"More, Shirley Temple than Alice in Wonderland I know but this is such a cute wig I had to let him wear it." Charlotte stepped backwards to admire the mass of curls, taking a moment to straighten the wig and fluff up the sides.
Natasha finished their second bottle of bubbly filling their glasses in preparation for a final toast whilst Charlotte rummaged in her suitcase for the final pieces. She knelt at Jack's feet dangling off the edge of the bed and slipped onto each foot a patent black platform shoe, complete with lockable ankle strap. Onto his hands she slipped a white silk mitten that again was secured at the wrist by a small padlock.
"I am not even going to ask where you got those from" Said Natasha handing Charlotte a glass of Champagne and chinking their glasses "Here's to a very professional makeover"
They sipped their drinks and stood to admire their work.
Lying on the bed was Jack, you could just about tell it was Jack if you looked hard under all the petticoats, frills, lace and curls.
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Some while later Jack was still very confused and disorientated, the camera flashes had nearly blinded him and he tottered uneasily on the massive shoes apparently locked to his feet. Blonde curls bombarded his face every time he moved his head. If he looked down all he could see was a massive expanse of blue gingham, covering what appeared to be breasts and flaring out below them almost horizontally a large circle of skirt edged with lace.
Natasha and her mad friend Charlotte were fussing around him telling him how cute he looked, He tried to get his head around what was happening but his mouth was so dry, his thoughts were still foggy and his hands seemed to be encased in some strange silky fabric.
A little Story I wrote indirectly inspired by Dov Sherman's work.
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