Evan stepped into the next room, the sound of his heels clacking as he walked. The room was much like the last except instead of clothes, there was a chair and some kind of vanity.
“Please sit, miss.”
Evan did as he was told, the memory of the shocks still fresh in his mind. Sitting, he found himself having no choice but to sit straight thanks to the corset.
“Remain seated and hold still.”
From above, a large dome descended and fit itself over his head. The sudden sound of a loud buzz made him flinch as he felt the thing do something to his head, all while forced to look at himself in the mirror. The sensation was like none that he had felt before, though not too unpleasant. It didn't take long before the sound and sensations ended and the dome began to rise.
Though Evan had his suspicions on what the dome had done, he wasn't prepared to see the result. His hair had been cut and styled in a woman's hairdo. Though his face was still his own, he still had trouble seeing his reflection as anything else other than, if a bit masculine, woman's face.
“Though nature is beautiful, sometimes it can use a helping hand. Please open the blue container and apply the contents as directed.”
Again, Evan followed orders as best that he could and rubbed the cream from the blue container as instructed. He rubbed the cream on his arms, legs, and his face. He was made to avoid his eyebrows as best he could and told to sit still until told otherwise. Again, Evan pretty much knew what he had just done, that didn't help at all when he was given a damp towel to wipe away the cream and his hair with it. He never had much body hair before just a bit of fuzz on his legs and face, still, he didn't like being forced to get rid of it.
Once cleaned, he was instructed on makeup. He was told the names of each product and what their application was for and then made to repeat the information. After painfully plucking his own eyebrows, he was taught how to apply each product while being quizzed on the information about them. He put on the makeup and once on, made to wash it off. He then reapplied the make up and again, washed it off. This went on for a long time until the voice seamed happy with Evan's work, even if Evan wasn't. Looking back at him was a lovely woman with big doe eyes and pouty red lips that begged to be kissed.
"Thank you, Continue into the next room, to continue your Personal Enrichment program, Miss.”
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