Aunt Liz's Bitch
Copyright© 2024 by StJohnGeneral
Chapter 17
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 17 - A confused, effeminate, orphaned young man is taken in by his massively endowed, man-hating lesbian aunt. She makes it clear he must dress to hide his masculinity. Follow his slow acceptance of the role she has for him.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/Fa Fa/Fa Ma/mt Teenagers Coercion Reluctant Gay BiSexual Heterosexual CrossDressing Fiction True Story Incest Aunt Nephew FemaleDom Spanking Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie First Facial Squirting Big Breasts Body Modification Illustrated
It was another of those ‘I’d never ever even contemplated or envisaged ever wanting to do’ things, but the moment my aunt suggested it, it was all I desired. “Yes, Ma’am,” I shyly answered.
Mistress Donnelly held my hand as she led me to my bedroom. When we got there, she had me sit at the vanity but with the chair facing away from the mirror. Next, she gathered the various things she needed to feminise my face. She started with a moisturiser, followed by concealer. As I’ve observed before, my looks are already quite androgynous, so I didn’t need much concealer to disguise my beard line.
Next, she used a makeup foundation called Dermablend. It’s apparently excellent for concealing any skin flaws and beard lines and smoothing out the skin to make it model-perfect. After that, Mistress Donnelly used blush to give me the illusion of cheekbones and to soften my quite masculine jaw. The blush also shaped my already girlie nose, making it look thinner and more attractive.
Eye shadow followed. Light brown on the inner lid, shading to dark brown on the outer. Next was black eyeliner and mascara. My eyelashes are pretty long, so the mascara made them really stand out. The final touch was Mistress Donnelly plucking, shaping, and shading my eyebrows. My aunt fussed about me, putting the finishing touches to my look before allowing me to face the mirror.
To say I was stunned underestimated it by magnitudes. What stared back at me was a pretty but still quite androgynous teenage girl. That was when Aunt Liz created her masterpiece. “Come with me,” she said, dragging me by the hand to the en suite. “Bend over the sink. Hmm,” she purred when I leaned over, the tops of my stay-ups and lower cheeks of my heart-shaped ass appearing. Her hands slid along the backs of my soft thighs and gripped my slender, shapely ass. “Hmm,” she purred again. “Gawddamn, you’re sexy,” she hummed, arousal strongly evident in her voice.
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