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Quarantine dare 11, Makeup

It is 2020 and most people are in quarantine because of a virus. You live with your girlfriend in a pretty big house and the 2 of you are getting bored more and more with every day that passes. The last few weeks you have been playing truth or dare and ended up with a smooth and hairless body, platinum blonde hair extensions, acrylic nails, pink toenails, eyelash extensions, plucked eyebrows with semi-permanent makeup, over the top lip injections, a belly button piercing, a bikini tanline, a whole new underwear garderobe, and breastforms which you can't take off. Luckily, nobody will be able to see it because everybody is in quarantine.

You wanted to start the day by making some fresh cinnamon rolls. Wile you gathered the ingredients for the cinnamon roll, your girlfriend walked in and informed you that she wanted to join. You nod and your girlfriend tells you to take off your clothing so they wouldn't get dirty. You both start to undress and are only left in a bra and panties.

You tied up your hair and as you preheated the oven, your girlfriend grabbed a mixing bowl and playfully tossed a handful of flour in your direction. It landed on your smooth, hairless body, creating a cloud of white powder around you. In the middle of the mess, you both continued with the baking process. The aroma of cinnamon and sugar filled the air as you rolled out the dough and spread the sweet filling.

Just after you put the cinnamon rolls in the oven, Olivia and Ellis came in and saw the both of you standing in your underwear. "Uh, did we interrupt something?" Ellis asked, trying to stifle a laugh. Your girlfriend replied, "Just a casual baking session. we don't want our clothes to get dirty. Olivia chuckled, "Ooh fun, can we join?"

"Well, we just put them in the oven," you say, looking at the timer. "But you can help with the icing once they're done." Olivia and Ellis eagerly agree, and the four of you spend the next few minutes chatting in the kitchen. After there was no longer a topic of conversation, Ellis came up with the idea to play another round of truth or dare to pass the time waiting for the cinnamon rolls to be ready.

Very quickly into the game you dared the girls one by one to take off their tops and bra's so you could enjoy the view. Then Olivia dares you to pull off your own bra, and you are left with a pair of glued on boobs. After a few more rounds, your girlfriend dares you to let them put makeup on you. You already looked a lot like a woman so what harm could a little bit of makeup do...

The girls got to work, starting by gently massaging your face with lotion, explaining that it was to cleanse your skin. An assortment of makeup products made their way onto your face. There were a lot of giggles and laughter as the girls argued about the best shades and colors to enhance your features. You only recognized less than half of the products they attacked your face with. In the span of half an hour, they declared the makeover complete. When they handed you a mirror, you were shocked. The makeup had amplified your femininity to unforeseen heights. The contours bestowed your face with a more delicate grace, the red lipstick made your lips appear juicier, and the smoky eyeshadow and eyeliner framed your eyes with femininity.

In the midst of admiring your new makeup, the alarm clock chimed, the cinnamon rolls were ready. In a hurry, you all forget about the makeup and rush to the kitchen. The scent of freshly baked cinnamon rolls filled the air as you gathered around the oven. The golden-brown rolls looked irresistible. Your girlfriend picked up the bowl with the icing and started drizzling it over the warm cinnamon rolls. The sweet aroma intensified, and your mouth watered as the icing melted and coated each roll.

With the cinnamon rolls finally ready, you all grabbed a plate and sat around the table, indulging in the gooey, delicious treat. After everybody finished their cinnamon roll, you thought again about what you were doing a few minutes ago. You picked up the mirror again and took another glance at your fully made-up face. The reflection revealed a stunning transformation. There was no way that anybody would see a man in the person that stared back at you.

After staring into the mirror for a few minutes, you went to the bathroom to wash off the makeup. But after scrubbing your face for a few minutes, you realized that the makeup seemed to be more resilient than you expected. Your girlfriend and the others gathered outside the bathroom, curious about your reaction. You looked at them with a mixture of surprise and concern. "Uh, guys, I think this makeup is not coming off," you admitted, rubbing your face with a towel to no avail and they burst into laughter. "Well, it seems like you're stuck with that fabulous look for a while," Olivia teased, "We used a special kind of makeup which stains your skin. The same kind we used on your eyebrows, which we also touched up by the way."

You sighed, realizing that the consequences of the dare were more long-lasting than you anticipated. "How long does it usually last?" you asked, a hint of concern in your voice. Your girlfriend, still chuckling, replied, "Don't worry too much. It's not permanent. It should fade away in a few weeks, maybe a few months at most." "Months?" you groaned, "That is even longer than most of the other stuff you did to me! Maybe the quarantine will be over by then." The group of girls erupted into laughter again, finding humor in your reaction. Olivia grinned, "You know, I think you actually look amazing. I'm sure you will get used to your new look."

Looks like you will be stuck with long lasting girly eyebrows, eyelash extensions, long acrylic nails, platinum blonde hair extensions, a smooth and hairless body, pink toenails, enlarged collagen lips, a bellybutton piercing, a bikini tanline, semi-permanent makeup, glued on breastforms and a feminine lingerie drawer for the next few weeks. Good thing that nobody can see it because of a quarantine.

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Quarantine dare 11, Makeup

It is 2020 and most people are in quarantine because of a virus. You live with your girlfriend in a pretty big house and the 2 of you are getting bored more and more with every day that passes. The last few weeks you have been playing truth or dare and ended up with a smooth and hairless body, platinum blonde hair extensions, acrylic nails, pink toenails, eyelash extensions, plucked eyebrows with semi-permanent makeup, over the top lip injections, a belly button piercing, a bikini tanline, a whole new underwear garderobe, and breastforms which you can't take off. Luckily, nobody will be able to see it because everybody is in quarantine.

You wanted to start the day by making some fresh cinnamon rolls. Wile you gathered the ingredients for the cinnamon roll, your girlfriend walked in and informed you that she wanted to join. You nod and your girlfriend tells you to take off your clothing so they wouldn't get dirty. You both start to undress and are only left in a bra and panties.

You tied up your hair and as you preheated the oven, your girlfriend grabbed a mixing bowl and playfully tossed a handful of flour in your direction. It landed on your smooth, hairless body, creating a cloud of white powder around you. In the middle of the mess, you both continued with the baking process. The aroma of cinnamon and sugar filled the air as you rolled out the dough and spread the sweet filling.

Just after you put the cinnamon rolls in the oven, Olivia and Ellis came in and saw the both of you standing in your underwear. "Uh, did we interrupt something?" Ellis asked, trying to stifle a laugh. Your girlfriend replied, "Just a casual baking session. we don't want our clothes to get dirty. Olivia chuckled, "Ooh fun, can we join?"

"Well, we just put them in the oven," you say, looking at the timer. "But you can help with the icing once they're done." Olivia and Ellis eagerly agree, and the four of you spend the next few minutes chatting in the kitchen. After there was no longer a topic of conversation, Ellis came up with the idea to play another round of truth or dare to pass the time waiting for the cinnamon rolls to be ready.

Very quickly into the game you dared the girls one by one to take off their tops and bra's so you could enjoy the view. Then Olivia dares you to pull off your own bra, and you are left with a pair of glued on boobs. After a few more rounds, your girlfriend dares you to let them put makeup on you. You already looked a lot like a woman so what harm could a little bit of makeup do...

The girls got to work, starting by gently massaging your face with lotion, explaining that it was to cleanse your skin. An assortment of makeup products made their way onto your face. There were a lot of giggles and laughter as the girls argued about the best shades and colors to enhance your features. You only recognized less than half of the products they attacked your face with. In the span of half an hour, they declared the makeover complete. When they handed you a mirror, you were shocked. The makeup had amplified your femininity to unforeseen heights. The contours bestowed your face with a more delicate grace, the red lipstick made your lips appear juicier, and the smoky eyeshadow and eyeliner framed your eyes with femininity.

In the midst of admiring your new makeup, the alarm clock chimed, the cinnamon rolls were ready. In a hurry, you all forget about the makeup and rush to the kitchen. The scent of freshly baked cinnamon rolls filled the air as you gathered around the oven. The golden-brown rolls looked irresistible. Your girlfriend picked up the bowl with the icing and started drizzling it over the warm cinnamon rolls. The sweet aroma intensified, and your mouth watered as the icing melted and coated each roll.

With the cinnamon rolls finally ready, you all grabbed a plate and sat around the table, indulging in the gooey, delicious treat. After everybody finished their cinnamon roll, you thought again about what you were doing a few minutes ago. You picked up the mirror again and took another glance at your fully made-up face. The reflection revealed a stunning transformation. There was no way that anybody would see a man in the person that stared back at you.

After staring into the mirror for a few minutes, you went to the bathroom to wash off the makeup. But after scrubbing your face for a few minutes, you realized that the makeup seemed to be more resilient than you expected. Your girlfriend and the others gathered outside the bathroom, curious about your reaction. You looked at them with a mixture of surprise and concern. "Uh, guys, I think this makeup is not coming off," you admitted, rubbing your face with a towel to no avail and they burst into laughter. "Well, it seems like you're stuck with that fabulous look for a while," Olivia teased, "We used a special kind of makeup which stains your skin. The same kind we used on your eyebrows, which we also touched up by the way."

You sighed, realizing that the consequences of the dare were more long-lasting than you anticipated. "How long does it usually last?" you asked, a hint of concern in your voice. Your girlfriend, still chuckling, replied, "Don't worry too much. It's not permanent. It should fade away in a few weeks, maybe a few months at most." "Months?" you groaned, "That is even longer than most of the other stuff you did to me! Maybe the quarantine will be over by then." The group of girls erupted into laughter again, finding humor in your reaction. Olivia grinned, "You know, I think you actually look amazing. I'm sure you will get used to your new look."

Looks like you will be stuck with long lasting girly eyebrows, eyelash extensions, long acrylic nails, platinum blonde hair extensions, a smooth and hairless body, pink toenails, enlarged collagen lips, a bellybutton piercing, a bikini tanline, semi-permanent makeup, glued on breastforms and a feminine lingerie drawer for the next few weeks. Good thing that nobody can see it because of a quarantine.