A Favour For My Siblings

The After party and the Hangover

OK, so as a really good brother, I agree to take my younger brother and
sister to an event. Not only that, I agree to do it disguised as a girl,
because apparently, it's for female companions only. Which turned out to
not be true. My older sister wanted to be the one, who takes the kids to
the event, so she lied to them and said it's for girls only. So I dressed
up like this for nothing. But whatever. Now I'm sitting in a chair,
getting my hair dried by the hairdresser, who just cut and died it. My
hair was shoulder lengh, so she had a lot to work with.

"OK, you can get up now," the hairdresser said with a smile.

I looked at my now dry hair. Horrible... It used to have a natural light
brown color, was shoulder length and parted in the middle. Noooow, it's
dark brown, a little wavy and there's a fringe.

"You like it?" she asked smiling.

"Umm.. Yeah! It's great, thank you so much" I answered trying to be nice.
I mean, if I was a real girl , it really would be a nice haircut. I look
pretty. Even prettier than before. In fact, I look sexy now...

"Oh.. Would you like to get some color first?"

"Uhm.. What do you mean?"

"You see, the make-up chairs are all filled right now. But there's a
tanning bed right there. Just get inside for a little while, you'll get
some nice color and then we'll continue. You can undress over there" She
pointed to the changing room in the back and left. I was kinda lost. What
should I do? I can't just stand here like a jerk after she just told me
to get into the tanning bed. I should have told her no thank you.. Damn.
Eh, whatever. I'll get a nice tan, it's fine.

So I went inside the changing room and started undressing. First I
started taking off my black stockings. But the caught the tip of my
toenail and tore. Damn! I then took off the black mini dress. I was left
with a bra and panties. Now, this is a bit of a problem. My breasts are
taped together to create cleavage. I'll ruin everything. I guess I'll
just leave it on and tan with my underwear. I don't know if girls do
that, but let's say I'm not confortable with being naked. So I went into
the solarium and with the help of girl who works there, got in. After a
few minutes or so I got out and got dressed again. But I had to throw
away the stockings and go with my bare legs. I removed the hair from my
body with the hair remover cream at home, so It's fine. My legs look
really nice, just like my older sister's legs.  I got back to the salon
and found my stylist from before. She sat me down to the make up chair
and started working on my face. I didn't see what she was doing, but I
saw what she was using. At firs she removed the make up, that my younger
sister did. She then took some tweezers and started tweezing my eyebrows.
They were a little bushy I guess... I was intimidated by her, she was a 40
year old woman, she seemed tough. I know I'm a client, but still, I don't
want to argue with her. I feel extremely awkward already. So I just let
her do her thing. After shaping my eyebrows, she used one of those
eyelash curlers. The she applied some skin colored  cream, which is some
sort of liquid powder I guess. Then real powder (a few different shades),
eyeliner, dark eye shadow, again a few different shades, mascara,
lipstick and enhanced my brows with a brown pencil. She turned my chair
to the mirror for me to see myself. And just like you would guess, if I
was really pretty before, now I was a solid 10. The wavy dark brown hair,
with the fringe and the dark eyes, and curved nice eyebrows and thick
eyelashes and nice pinkish red lips... I was soo sexy... It's still hard to
believe I can be so pretty. But I am.

"You look amazing! The guys are gonna go crazy!" the stylist said with a
huge smile.

"Ok, I'll do your nails now. Just sit over there."

I sat down to a table that she pointed to and gave her my hands. She
washed them and applied acrylic nails, that she painted dark red. The
stylist also did my toenails and painted them the same color. After they
dried, I thanked the stylist and sat down to put on my heels. While
putting them on, I saw my little sister coming back. She also had a nice
new haircut, some very light make up. When our eyes met, she stopped and
seemed shocked. Yes, that's your older brother. That's what they  done to
me and yes, it IS your fault. Hope your proud of yourself....