Sneak Peak

You're walking around the local fete, leisurely looking at stalls and entertainment densely spread around the field. Even though you've managed to entertain yourself for the past hour or so, interest is dwindling until you see a large queue, filled with parents and children alike all gathered to enter a large closed off gazebo tent. Rather than waste your time queuing you decide to sneak around the back to get inside avoiding all the commotion. The coast is clear and you quickly take a look under the fabric walls, all you can see is that nobody is directly behind it so you slip under the wall with a quick roll. Luckily, nobody noticed your entrance and you stand up, hoping now that you can blend in to the crowd, although you realise you must be in a closed off area because you still see nobody. Ahead you see a rack of clothes - maybe this is part of the Renaissance role-playing? You scroll through the clothes and realise that they are all dresses, puffy, big and pink are some adjectives that come to mind in some combination. You peek further through and see all the children in chairs getting makeovers of some description. Deciding you really don't want to be here, you turn back but suddenly you are apprehended by a young lady -"What are you doing back here young man? the makeovers are through there." You explain that you aren't here for a makeover. "Well it's either that or you're spying on these young girls, if that is the case i'm going to need to get security - you're in big trouble..." again you disagree with her. "Oh I see, no need to be embarrassed, everyone likes to be pretty sometimes, come through with me, i'll help you out." She takes your hand and forcefully drags you through into the main section and sits you down in front of a mirror.

"So which look would you like? Cinderella, Belle, Snow White? Elsa has been very popular and Princess Peach has been a surprise hit." You remain silent. "Ok, i'll choose for you. You tell me when you work it out." She then takes a brush and spreads foundation across every inch of your face. It is cold and an entirely new sensation. She dips the same brush in pink blush and pops it on your cheeks. She then takes a brow pencil and fills in your eyebrows, before taking a clear gel and going over your eyebrows with it. Pluck. Pluck. "mm they look much nicer now." Next, a golden sparkly eye-shadow dusts your eyelids. Your eye look is continued with a lining of black eyeliner and a few coats of thick mascara. "A couple more touches and your pretty face will be finished". She takes a tube of pink lip-gloss and encourages you to pucker your lips before coating them in pink. Finally, a bottle of spray sets your makeup look. "I'd ask you how you would like your hair done but I know you trust me!"

She slides blonde hair extensions into the roots of your hair, luckily matching your original colour. It takes a long time to cover you in long blonde hair and you squirm through every second. "Now for the fun part!" She begins collecting your long hair into a large bun above your head, securing it in place with sparkling blue ribbon, a hairband and plenty of hairspray. Next she takes a hot hair curler and curls all the stray hairs so they rest gently around your face. More hairspray seals the job. "I bet you can't wait for this next part, let's go!" She lifts you up and pulls you into the back changing room.

"OK strip down now please." you resist. "OK I best do it myself." you comply. "Hmm young lady you need a bra - and those panties will not do for a princess of your caliber, here take these you have a minute before I come back." you think to escape but she's taken all your clothes and you look like a little girl so you painfully slip your pants off and your new white panties on. Your struggling with the bra when she comes back. "Ahh here, let me help you with that." She straddles you with the pure white bra that somehow pads and lifts your previously flat chest into small, but noticeable, breasts. She then slides sheer tights right up your legs giving you the appearance of a girl's dream pair of legs. "Now for the moment you've been waiting for..." She reveals a giant blue dress with sparkles and plenty of layers and slides it over your head she settles it then zips up the back, allowing it to firmly grasp your body. She finishes your look by sliding on a matching pair of long gloves and fastening some large earrings to your earlobes. "Just step into those heels and we're ready to show you off to everyone, aren't you excited? - don't worry those heels are designed so anyone can walk in them with no experience whilst still boasting a gorgeous look."

She was right; as she leads you back to the public you have no problems walking in the high heels. "Now, how are you planning on paying for this beautiful makeover?" Your brain freezes. "No worries, I'm sure i'll find a use for you..."