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Post by wannabeglam on Feb 27, 2009 16:40:20 GMT -4
"Only when I have to," she bubbles. She moves down your face to your shoulders and you feel a pleasant buzz taking you over. Fully relaxing you so much you don't even mind the fact her iPod is still blaring everything from dance-pop to heavy metal. In fact, its so scattered that you find yourself really liking it.
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Post by ashleigh on Feb 28, 2009 17:08:29 GMT -4
"Mmm," I say, my lips curling into a smile at the sound of the music. "I really love your taste..." I say, feeling as if these tunes are exactly what I would listen to.
I feel so relaxed, so scattered, but the music sounds so good and Bambi's fingers are fantastic so I just lay back and enjoy it, eyes closed.
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Post by wannabeglam on Feb 28, 2009 17:22:15 GMT -4
Shampoo and conditioner applied, Bambi begins to rinse your heavy mass of hair but you don't notice the additional weight. Soon, your long hair is completely rinsed and Bambi carefully wraps it in a plush towel before sitting you upright. "Let's go get you under the dryer, baby."
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Post by ashleigh on Feb 28, 2009 17:25:42 GMT -4
"The dryer?" I ask, slightly confused. "So my massage is over?"
I balance the towel on my head, still a little embarassed that I'm in my boxer shorts. I look around for the dryer, not really willing to take my eyes of Bambi's breasts. My earrings dangle, unnotticed, as my head turns.
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Post by wannabeglam on Feb 28, 2009 18:10:23 GMT -4
Bambi giggles..."I'm such a ditz sometimes..." She lays you back down and continues your massage. When you relax again, she smiles. First test passed, she thinks with a grin. This is going to be an amazing makeover!
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Post by ashleigh on Feb 28, 2009 20:52:34 GMT -4
"Aww, you're not a ditz, Bambi," I mutter, my eyes half-closed. "You're beautiful..."
It's hard to stay awake with Bambi's soft hands massaging me, and I barely notice the feeling of hair tickling my shoulders. I smile and start to slightly wiggle my butt on the table to the music.
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Post by wannabeglam on Feb 28, 2009 21:02:44 GMT -4
Bambi moves down to your chest, quickly smoothing away your chest hair, leaving smooth and supple skin . Your upper torso is hairless in seconds. She moves down towards your waist, removing any and all fat and trimming things up. Your flesh is clay in her hands and she give's you the basic aspects of a feminine torso before moving to your legs.
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Post by ashleigh on Feb 28, 2009 21:06:48 GMT -4
I smile, my eyes still closed, feeling tingly all over. My waist feels so odd and my chest feels...cooler somehow. "This is such an odd massage, Bambi" I mutter. "Sometimes my girlfriend gives me massages, but they never feel this good..."
I sigh, not noticing that my hips are bigger than my tiny waist, or that most of the muscle from my upper body is gone. I enjoy the music.
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Post by wannabeglam on Feb 28, 2009 21:14:05 GMT -4
"Odd? Oh no, this is the best massage you've ever had." She leans back up to your head and whispers in your ear, "And it's the first of many, isn't it?"
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Post by ashleigh on Feb 28, 2009 21:16:41 GMT -4
I moan slightly, feeling Bambi's words sneak into my ear and tickle my brain. "Yes.." I say, my eyes glazing over. "Why would I get massages from my girlfriend when you're so good..."
'The salon is a bit too girly for my tastes,' I think. 'But the service is fantastic.'
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Post by wannabeglam on Feb 28, 2009 21:21:25 GMT -4
"That's right," Bambi continues and moves down your legs. Your thighs are hairless in seconds and their muscle tone changes into curvy, seductive legs. She massages your kneecaps into dainty versions of themselves and moves to your calves. "You doing okay there baby?"
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Post by ashleigh on Feb 28, 2009 21:24:18 GMT -4
I wiggle my new, soft thighs slightly and smile. "I'm doing fantastic, Bambi. I feel like a new person under you hands!"
"I was a little worried that this place might be too expensive," I add, "But now I'd be willing to pay anything. I just need a little left over for the tux."
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Post by wannabeglam on Feb 28, 2009 21:36:02 GMT -4
"Oh, I'll even make sure you are incredibly dressed for the party, honey. We do it all here!" She moves to your feet and begins to knead them deeply, reforming them.
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Post by ashleigh on Feb 28, 2009 21:39:21 GMT -4
"Wow, that's awesome," I say, wiggling my tiny little toes in Bambi's hands. "My girlfriend is going to be so happy, she really wanted up both to look good. She's going to be in red, by the way..."
"What kind of tux were you thinking about for me? A red tie would be good, to match."
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Post by wannabeglam on Feb 28, 2009 22:07:54 GMT -4
"Oh, I don't know, but I do think red would look great on you baby." As she speaks, your dainty feet arch downward like you're already wearing high heels. A glossy cost of red nail polish appears on your perfect toes.
"Okay, baby. Roll on over."
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