"All done!" Alma said when she finally finished her work on Sam's hair. "What do you think, cutie?"
When the poor guy looked at the mirror, his jaw dropped. "I... I c-can't believe it!" he stammered. "I look so diferrent... So feminine..."
"I know right?" Alma said, smiling. Apparently, she had concluded that Samuel was so dumbfounded because he had liked his new look. "I told you I knew what I was doing."
"H-how is that even possible?"
"Oh, sweetie, it wasn't that hard! I just straightened your hair, dyed it, and gave you a new haircut, more suitable for a pretty girl like you!"
Pretty girl... Samuel felt sick for being called pretty girl! It was insane! However, he had to admit that he really looked like an attractive female, which made him even more distressed.
And his makeover wasn't even over yet...
"Now it's time for your makeup!" Alma announced, jubilant.
"M-makeup?!!"
"Of course, silly! You cannot parade around without your face being perfectly made-up! Oh, you're going to look so glamorous!"