A Knock At The Door
After his heart to heart with Sarah, the night before, Tyler, or “Taylor” as she was now known, was feeling feminine euphoria the next day. Like she had earlier in the week, she spent her day doing a little fashion show with all of Sarah’s clothing. Only this time she had her new breast forms that she got to try out. There seemed to be no end to Sarah’s collection of clothing, so many different items and outfits to try. Taylor was so excited for whatever new feminine education Sarah was going to whip up with her, that she just had to spend her time doing girly things in the meantime!
At long last, after a day of anticipation, Sarah returned home. Once again she walked through the door with a box in her arms. She also seemed to be glowing with excitement and anticipation for the time ahead.
“Taylor, your new mother is home!” Sarah excitedly called out not long after coming inside.
“Hey Mom! Another package?! Taylor asked with curious excitement.
“Well of course, I promised that I’d teach you more about being a girl, didn’t I? Well there was a few extra goodies I needed”. Sarah said proudly.
“Oh..... that’s exciting” Taylor said with a newly piqued interest.
Sarah chuckled and said, “Yup, but let’s get dinner out of the way, and then our education session will begin!”
Taylor could barely contain herself during dinner, the anticipation was killing her. What could be next in her “feminine education”. Whatever it was, ultimately she was just excited to spend time with Sarah. Although the whole mother/daughter roleplay was still very new, and a little weird, Taylor could not deny how much she enjoyed spending time with Sarah. Certainly, she enjoyed spending time with Sarah far more than her own parents, so maybe the roleplay made sense.
When dinner was over Sarah took Taylor by the hand and once again made the trek up the stairs and into Sarah’s bedroom. She sat Taylor down on the bed and made room for the box of new goodies on her vanity. She opened the top of the box, composed herself and turned to Taylor.
“Ok, you dress like a girl, time to look like one. Every woman wears makeup just about every day; and it’s time for you to learn too.” Sarah said poignantly as she took each piece of makeup out of the box.
“Ohhhh…….” Taylor responded, feeling a little overwhelmed at the prospect of having to do her own makeup.
“Don’t worry we’re gonna keep things simple, a little bit of makeup goes a long way” Sarah said reassuringly. “That being said, this is what will finish the look!” She then said as she pulled a wig out of the box.
“Wow, no way!” Taylor said in disbelief.
“Yes way! You ready to look totally different?” Sarah asked, putting her hands on Taylor’s shoulders.
Taylor nodded, and they were off on their makeup journey. Sarah explained and applied the basics of foundation and concealer, the annoyances of eyeliners, putting on mascaras, touching up eyebrows, a bit of blush, and finally some lipstick to top things off. When all was said and done, Taylor was shocked; she looked totally different. And then came the wig, it was dirty blonde and sat just below the shoulders. After it was on, she looked unrecognizable.
“Well, what do you think?” Sarah asked
“I….I look so different, I look like a real girl” Taylor said in shock.
“You look like you” Sarah said, giving Taylor a kiss on the cheek. “And doing makeup really wasn't that hard was it?” She followed up with.
“No not really” Taylor said, shaking her head and looking up at Sarah.
“Good, do you want to try it yourself tomorrow” Sarah asked.
“Uhm, sure I can try!” said Taylor, still enthralled by her reflection in the mirror
“That’s my girl! I bought all this makeup just for you, so you can keep it in your room.” Sarah said motioning towards Taylor’s room.
“Thanks Mom!” Taylor said as she packaged things up.
Taylor packaged up all her new makeup, and relocated it to her room. The pair then relocated downstairs for their nightly ritual of watching TV together. Taylor was feeling feminine euphoria, she truly felt like a new girl. During one of the commercials, Sarah struck up a new conversation.
"So.... still liking being a girl?" Sarah asked.
"OMG Yes! Look at me!" Taylor said excitedly while gesturing to herself.
"Well you think you can handle doing your own makeup tomorrow morning?" Sarah asked inquisitively.
"If it means looking like this again, I can certainly try" Taylor said excitedly.
"That's my girl!" Sarah proudly proclaimed.
As the night came to an end, they said their goodnights and headed upstairs to their rooms. As Taylor cleaned the makeup off of her face, she could not help but stare at her reflection and marvel at the new woman she had become. She was starting to love her new life
The next morning the first thing Taylor did after waking up was skip over to her makeup vanity. Although for Taylor, putting on makeup wasn't quite as easy as Sarah made it seem the night before. But after an hour or so of trial and error, Taylor was feeling satisfied. She then slipped her wig on and paraded around the house, feeling fulfilled. After awhile she found her way to Sarah’s room to pick her outfit for the day. What better outfit than a pink sundress; it certainly went with her new full feminine appearance.
Later in the day while reading a book on the couch there was a loud knock on the door. Taylor’s eyes shot over to the door in a sudden panic. Who could be there, what do they want, what will they think of the boy dressed as a girl who opens the door? All sorts of thoughts were rushing through Taylor’s mind. She was feeling nervous, none of what was happening to Taylor was normal, but until now she was safe in the bubble of Sarah’s home.
She needed to determine who was at the door; so she ran upstairs to get a view of what car may have been out front. To her surprise there was no car out front. But then who was knocking on the door? Taylor ran downstairs and slunk her way to the front door. When she took a look out of the peephole there was no one there. Taylor was getting frustrated, did she imagine the sound which made her so nervous?
Finally she opened the door and it all became clear. There were several Amazon packages all lying by the front door; it must have been a delivery driver who knocked. Feeling relieved Taylor started bringing the packages in. Sarah must’ve had quite the shopping spree the night before. Whatever further feminine education Sarah had planned for Taylor, it must’ve been quite elaborate.