Date: Mon, 16 Mar 2009 18:52:45 -0700 (PDT) From: jimiboygirl@yahoo.com Subject: Jimi's Secret Diary/Jimi's Rite of Spring - after the Spring Dance - Part 7 Please feel free to offer a critique: jimiboygirl@yahoo.com Part 7 continued i opened my eyes. the candles were gone. the nightlight was burning. i turned on the main overhead lighting and looked into the mirror. oh... my... god. i was stunned, to say the least. there, before me, was the reflection of a 15 year old girl's face and body..... oh god. the face! i didnt know where to start, but the first thing i noticed was my new mouth. it was impossible to ignore. deep, glossy, scarlet red, with thin black outlined lips. drawn somewhat overly large, exaggerating the full, voluptuous labia-like mouth of a depraved and wanton whore. i wanted to kiss those lips and be kissed by them. i wanted to lick them. bite them. the pink wet tip of my tongue protruded and ran a slow line beneath the upper lip and again along the bottom. i puckered up those wanton lips and blew myself a long wet kiss and winked an eye. oh my god... the eyes! my eyes looked enormous. luxurious, long black lashes surrounded two exotic, eastern-looking, almond shaped but very BLUE eyes... outlined in black, like elizabeth taylor's in the film 'cleopatra'... the eyelids and upper eye sockets were covered with a gradient of peacock blue toning down to pale blue as it retreated farther away from each eye and tapered to a blue-white so pale it was nearly nothing at all near each temple. faint white highlights brushed at the upper edges of my eye sockets. it was an iridescent eye shadow reggie used, i suppose -- tiny flecks of electric blue sparkly matter gave off the illusion of electricity as my face turned this way and that.... my blonde eyebrows were over-drawn in black. they arched very prettily and lent a cat-like expression to my face. strong. feminine. catty. meowwwwwwwwwww! the cheeks! shadow had been lightly brushed into each cheek, giving me seemingly higher cheekbones and slightly hollowed cheeks. wild, blonde, erotic hair framed everything, spikes poking in every direction around the crown...a high, off-center left sided parting with a shimmering blue barrette...caesar bangs and swept forward sides, enveloping a small, little girl-little woman, dollface. sparkly pearl earrings dangling. a very unorthodox, original, crazy yet very sexy hairdo overall.... the entire face had been lightly powdered, one hugely major difference being the disappearance of all of my facial freckles -- replaced by a wan and feminine complexion. the powder line tapered to nothing by the time it reached the mid point of my neck... and the triple strand of pearls, which made for a natural stopping point. my eyes traveled farther south.... flat-chested, oh my yes, but pleasingly so... teeny tiny breastlets with lovely large dark red berry nipples, straining more and more with each passing second. the illusion of slight flesh rising, the drawn and worked soft shadow of these tiny breastlets underneath them...regina had done an expert job with the paint, the coloring, the powders, and brushes. my navel and creamy white soft tummy looked very nice, very inviting, in perfect harmony with everything i examined thus far.... but.... ohhhhhhh my loving god! my eyes stopped dead when i saw my crotch! the waxing had left me nearly as smooth as a baby, as previously mentioned. the tiny patch of wispy golden fluff -- what regina called my 'little hitler', nearly as tiny as an air-mail stamp -- was the only thing guarding what looked to be a perfect, dainty, and beautiful little vagina! i do not know how regina did it, but she used those bits of surgical tape like an expert. everything down there (not that there was much to begin with) had seemed to disappear! why, there was even a very slight appearance of a cleft beneath that small tuft of fur, caused, no doubt, by her fingertips lightly pulling and tucking and deftly arranging me. she had even given me a slight 'camel toe' somehow. regina told me she had little brothers. i wonder if she had practiced this 'procedure' on them, for fun? i turned around to check out my soft white bottom. i opened my legs. emerging just barely was the coral red tip of my penis, taped so close to my anus as to resemble ... what?... an oversized clitoris? it extended backwards. reggie has said in the kitchen that she wanted my puss. and i was eager to give it to her. i would have to be very careful in that regard. i did not want the tape to come undone. i was more charged, more tingly at that exact moment than i might ever be again... a violent erection right now could be ruinous...and painful. i was careful not to touch my new clitoris, though the end was shiny and glossy. precum was forming, moistening my new puss-puss. my legs had been nervously crossing and uncrossing during the entire inspection, one leg forward, a hip at an angle, try the reverse pose, hand on hip, both hands on hips, hand on chin, hands behind me, chest out, tummy in, fingers fluttering everywhere, flying like little birds, turning, admiring.... trying very hard not to touch anything lest i ruin this fabulous mirage.... then a soft knock on the bathroom door... girlfriend, you ever gonna come out? come on in, reg. when she entered, her hair was combed too. she had a part on the right side of her head. her hair was flattened with brylcreem and combed off her face. she was wearing a wrinkled, mans white oxford shirt, a loosened tie, and a pair of wrinkled khakis thatwere way too large for her. the sleeves of the short were rolled up, as were the cuffs of the pants. she had been obviously looking through the laundry hamper. the shirt smelled lightly of male sweat. kens dads sweat, was my guess. like me, she was barefoot. but i was bare everything. regina. no. reggie. you are an ARTist. No! a veritable genius! look what you did! oh my god, i cant get over it. see! look at my mouth! my eyes! look between my legs! and these, indicating my budding tits. well, you are one tasty looking bitch now, zhee-mee. oh yeah. youre giving me a raging hard-on! a blue veiner... a fuckin' diamond cutter!!! she mimed rubbing an imaginary dick, a horny guy home with his girl. we giggled, we laughed. we looked into each others eyes. she stood four inches away from me and drew closer. you know, jimi, most of this stuff is waterproof. i nodded. my eyes went half closed. my lips parted. she gave me a light kiss on my lips. i drew her tongue inside my mouth and lightly sucked on it. my hands encircled her waist. her hand went to my bottom, from behind me. she found and slowly rubbed the tip of my clitoris, from behind. she brought her hand up to show me. it had precum on it, but no tell tale coral red. i licked my sticky precum from her fingers and palm. it tasted sweet. i like to think it tasted feminine. she kissed my lips again, longer, slower than before..... we exchanged the precum as we kissed, she swallowed it and smiled. mmmm. tasted better than i would have imagined, babe. (kiss) hows my lipstick holding up, reggie? (kiss) i told you. (kiss) its waterproof. (kiss) kens mom has extravagant tastes. (kisss) it will stay on (kissss)... for a long, (kissssssss).... longgggg (kissssssssssssssss)....time. continued email me with comments, critiques, lewd suggestions or offers of marriage! jimiboygirl@yahoo.com