"Wow you look amazing" Claire breaths out.
"Really?" I ask.
She nods rapidly with a huge grin of satisfaction on her face.
"Very! Most definitely, ahhhh what a great job I did" she states proudly.
I chuckle.
"Come and see your final look" Claire suggests pulling me in front of the full size length mirror.
"Wow" is all I see looking at my reflection.
I was in utter shock.
This was a big transformation.
Pushing my glasses up with my finger I examine my appearance.
Claire struggled greatly with my hair because she wanted to use a brush and comb which of course I had refused for the reason being that they were my enemies.
Never got along with them never will.
Yes, I've had bad experiences with hair brushes.
But she settled down with untangling most of my hair with her fingers then lightly passing the hair comb to flatten it.
She straighten my bangs more then curled my hair and loosen the curls so they would look more natural and effortless yet presentable.
We did go to the spa to do our nails and relax a bit.
Then we went shopping, longest day of my life.
She had taken me to ten different places,three different malls, and took five hours in each and every one of them examining clothing and forcing me to try them on.
We finally settled on a simple black dress that went down to my knees.
The dress was tight on top then from waist down it loosen up and flowed much more.
It had white patterns all around it and it complimented my chest as well as waist.
Claire practically fought me to try and do my make up.
But I had refused, because I hated make up and she loved going overboard with hers.
So we settled on a little blush and lip gloss.
She also tried to force me to wear heels, but I had refused because well I never owned a pair less know how to walk in them.
Instead she bought me new flats knowing I only had my brown busted boots in my closet.
She also bought me a few pair of sneakers as a gift.
Even though it was a long weekend and she annoyed me greatly I appreciate everything she did for me.
"Wow you really nice boobs" she comments.
I give her a weird look.
"I think yours are even bigger than mine" she states.
"Claire!" I snap.
She chuckles.
"It's true, you need to learn to embrace your body more, because you have a really nice one. Let everyone know that" she suggests.
"How? By wearing little clothing where I can't pull up or down because if I do I'll expose too much?" I ask.
"Like some people I know" I mutter.
She gives me a glare.
"Umm not a bad idea since I do it. And im not ashamed for the reason being i have what i have in the right places. But knowing you, you wouldn't do such a thing. I'm just saying maybe try not wearing droopy oversize cloths that make you look flat chested and have no behind" she states.

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