A Move To England Part 2 - Sex Stories

A Move To England Part 2

... though."

Intrigued, I asked. "Why Mark.?"

"Because Mark did the drag queen circuit for a couple of years." Sandra answered.

"Still being a little naïve?" I inquired. "Drag queen?"

Aaisling rolled her eyes and sighed. "Don't be soppy. A drag queen is someone who dresses as a woman in an exaggerated way."

Sandra added. "But he was also very passable as a girl when he wanted to be."

Aisling agreed. "Yes, the first time I met Mark, I thought he was a girl."

Myself and Aoife looked at each other. I think we're both looking at Mark through new eyes. Well, I certainly was. I had zoned out of the conversation, thinking about Mark. As a man, he was good-looking. How beautiful would he be as a woman?

I was brought back to the conversation by Aisling. "Fionn, would you like Sandra to fix your make-up? She's a make-up artist at Rackhams in Bradford."

Aoife shoved me. "C'mon Fionn. I want to see you as a girl." Then, with a giggle, she said, "I want to have sex with you as a girl."

Aisling then added. "You'd have to have sex with a real woman then. For comparison."

"I intend to," added Aoife.

"You're just like your sister, then. She likes to add a few notches to the bedpost." Sandra teased.

Aisling said. "Ok, let's get back to Fionn. How pretty do we want to make him?" as they planned my future as a girl. My thoughts turned to the last few days. Wearing panties, water sports, and eating my cum out of my girlfriend's pussy. potentially dressing as a ...

... woman and having sex with another man. Yes, there was some trepidation, but honestly, excitement and desire were my main feelings.

Sandra stood. "Let's go. Time to feminize you."

With that, Aoife and Aisling were dragging me out of my chair. Moments later, I was upstairs in Aisling's room. I always thought girls were tidier than boys. Aisling had clothes thrown all over. Aisling sat me in front of the mirror.

"Right, let's get rid of any facial hair," Aisling said, grabbing a razor.

I have to say it was very relaxing, someone shaving you. Admittedly, I'm not what you would call hairy. So it wasn't long before Aisling had finished.

"There you go, as smooth as the proverbial baby's bum."

I rubbed my fingers around my face. It was surprisingly smooth. I must confess, I found it very sensual. Aisling brought me out of my daydreaming.

"When you go full girl, it would be a full body shave, pubes as well, if you want?"

Sandra pushed Aisling out of the way. "Let me create a feminine masterpiece."

Sandra applied moisturizer, then something she called primer. She was explaining as she went along.

"Pay attention; you will have to learn how to do your own makeup. I won't always be here."

She carried on with my makeup. My skin felt tight, but not unpleasant. Next up was the foundation, then concealer. Looking in the mirror, I already looked different. Next were the highlighting and contouring. I now had nice, defined cheekbones. Blusher, eyebrows, and eye ...