Makeup Curse Part 6

Here's Part 6!
Done something a little different with this one. You've got the first part thats for Youtube and the NSFW part after just for Patreon Members. I hope you enjoy!

Makeup Curse Part 6

Holding the takeaway paper bag between his teeth and the two lattes he’d purchased in his hands, Ross kicks the motel door open with his feet.

As he re-enters the room his face is awash with the biggest grin. He’s so pleased for himself

“Becca!” he calls out, but his voice is muffled by the bag hanging from his teeth.

He looks around the empty room to see the sheets are still missing from the bed and the clothes he’d pulled out are still strewn around the room. Becca is nowhere to be seen.

Placing the breakfast onto the table, he takes a quick sip of his latte. He gently huffs as he has to brush long blonde hair from his face as he does.

“Becca?” he calls out again, placing his latte onto the counter. “Where are you?”

Seeing the bathroom light is on, Ross sneaks up to the bathroom door. He’s anxious to see what sort of mood Becca is in, seeing as she’d been rightly distressed earlier.

“Hey….,” he says softly, poking his head in. “You won’t guess what just happened to me!?”

As he stands in the doorway, he sees her standing in front of the bathroom mirror. Becca jumps in fright and quickly frowns at Ross’s sudden appearance.

“What!?” she grumbles, quickly turning to look away.

Ross looks Becca up and down at her. She’s wearing some baggy shorts and a big baggy t-shirt. Something he’d never usually see her wearing. Still, he was desperate to share his news.

“Get this!” he says, grinning wide and flicking his hair. “That barista that served me….I think he thought I was cute! At first, I was so nervous--but when he gave me a free coffee, I was so flattered by it!”

“….Good for you,” She grumbles in reply.

Knowing she’s clearly still in a bad mood, Ross doesn’t say anything else. He just looks suspiciously at the clothing she’s got on.

That’s when he realizes that they are his clothes! She’d told him she hadn’t packed any!

“Wait a minute,” Ross says, stepping forward to touch the baggy t-shirt hanging from her body. “Is this mine from home?”

Becca turns to face him and her face is bright red.

“Yeah….and!?” she huffs, annoyed that he’d noticed.

Ross scratches his head and adjusts his top. He scrunches his face and looks at her in pure confusion.

“You told me you hadn’t packed any of my stuff. I’ve been dressing in your stuff and now you’re telling me I didn’t have to!?.... Why?”

Becca looks up and her face is bright red. She’s got a face like thunder.

“You could have just looked yourself!” she growls. “I’m not you’re mom, Ross!”

Stunned by her angry reaction, Ross steps back.

“Don’t get angry at me Rebecca,” he swiftly replies. “I’m just a little annoyed you lied to me about it.”

Becca furrows her eyebrows and steps toward him.

“Oh-- I’m sorry…!” she sarcastically answers. “Poor old Ross has had to wear a bra and a skirt….I feel so bad for you. How will you ever cope!?”

“What is that supposed to mean?” he replies in shock.

“Oh shut up! I don’t wanna talk about this right now!”

“….Talk about what?”

Uncomfortable with the situation, Becca looks to move around ross to leave the bathroom. Not allowing her to leave, he continues to block the exit.

“No…come on Becca,” Ross demands, still blocking her way. “Tell me what you meant by that.”

Becca grunts in frustration and pushes him directly in the chest with both hands. Ross stands strong, but his hair falls in front of his face.

“Tell me!” he says gently, brushing the hair from his eyes.

Becca looks up at him in anger, but tears of sadness form behind her eyes. She sniffs and wipes at her face with her forearm.

“You’re the one with the gender issues!” she blurts out. “Not me!”

A shiver runs down Ross’s spine as those words echo in his mind.

“I don’t have gender issues!” he’s quick to respond.

Becca sarcastically laughs then wipes more tears from her eyes.

“Whateva!” she answers, with a sharp tongue. “Now you’ve gone and given those issues to me somehow! This is all your fault!”

Ross’s eyes grow wide.

“How is it my fault!?” he answers, his voice raised to show innocents.

“I don’t know!” Becca yells, turning away. “How else would you explain why my body keeps changing!?”

As Becca looks away, Ross is again left wondering what she means.

Letting out a long sigh, Ross gently touches Becca on the shoulder.

At first, she shrugs him off, but after the second attempt, she turns to face him with tears streaming down her face.

“Becca…?” he says softly, feeling worried. “Has something else happened to you since I’ve been out getting breakfast?”

Now looking him directly in the eyes, he can see how red they are and how upset she looks.

Glancing down at her body, she then looks back up at Ross in fear then instantly bursts into tears.

“C-can….you not t-tell…..!” she cries, tears now gushing down her cheeks towards her chin.

Ross looks her up and down. He’s confused. Other than the fact she's wearing one of his t-shirts, he doesn’t see much difference.

“I don’t understand Becca,” he says, feeling sorry for her. “Other than the clothes you are wearing, you look the same.”

Becca bites her lips and looks towards the corner of the room.

“Ross….,” she sighs. “For someone who wants to be a woman…you’re such an idiot guy.”

Ross’s face becomes stern and he’s left confused.

“My chest Ross!” Becca continues, plucking at her large t-shirt. “Look at my chest…or lack of!”

Looking at her for a second, he does feel like sometimes is a miss. He can’t however, put his finger on it.

“You still can’t see it-- can you,” Becca complains. “I suppose I should take solace in that.”

“I don't see it,” Ross replies, gently smiling at her. “You still look like my beautiful girlfriend.”

“There gone Ross,” she replies with a sour tone. “They just w-withered away before my eyes. “

Now understanding what she means, his gentle smile soon turns serious. He quickly realizes why she’s hiding her body.

“Are you serious!?” he asks, now staring vacantly at her flat chest. “I couldn’t tell with you in my t-shirt like that.”

Becca drops her head in shame. Her hair cascades down and covers her face.

“I w-went to put on my bra…,” she whimpers. “Then like that, there was no longer any need to put one on.”

“You don’t need to hide your body though, Becca.”

“Yes—yes I do. My body is disgusting.”

Ross nervously laughs and tries to comfort her with a hug.

Becca quickly pushes away and folds her arms.

“I need coffee,” Becca states, pointing into the other room.

Ross gladly moves aside and lets her pass him. He watches her walk in such an awkward manner over to the table where he’s placed the coffees. Clearly not used to those extra items she’s carrying in her shorts.

Ross then ambles over and stands next to her. Unwrapping her breakfast muffin, Ross passes it to her in an offering of peace between them.

“We’ll get there as soon as we can,” he says, giving her a warm smile. “We will get this all sorted!”

Becca looks at him with a sour expression. Then, swiping the muffin from his hands, she takes a huge bite and follows it with a big swig of coffee.

“We better,” Becca replies with her mouth full. “I don’t want to get cursed any further! I wanna get going as soon as we’ve eaten.”

Ross looks around the room at the clothes strewn around the place.

“Maybe I should pack up so we can get ready to go as soon as you're done,” he nervously laughs.

“Yeah… you should,” she replies, still chomping on her breakfast muffin.

Moving over to the piles of clothing on the floor, he reaches down and grabs a bundle. Moving it over to the bed, he stuffs it back into the suitcase.

Tucking his long hair behind his ear, he bends down to pick up another load.

“I do……like you in that skirt…,” Becca says casually, taking a sip of her coffee. “Really suits you. Good choice!”

Standing up straight, with clothes in hand, Ross gives her a small smile. He’s a little surprised how she’s mad one minute then complimenting him the next.

“Thanks,” he replies, stuffing more into the suitcase. “I’m so much more comfortable like this. I like how airy it is.”

Becca grins then looks down at his feet.

“I wouldn’t have chosen those flats thought,” she says. “You should try those high heels I packed.”

Ross looks down at the plain flats he has on his feet, then he looks up to see Becca pointing at the heels on the floor next to him.

“Yeah…..?” he questions, picking up the black pointed heels. “I dunno…I’m scared to wear them.”

“Try them on!” Becca commands. “Trust me, it will make you look so much more feminine.”

Slowly sitting on the motel room bed, Ross flicks off the flats and carefully slides his feet into Becca’s high heels. She’s made him wear these before, but he wasn’t much good at wearing them.

“There you go,” Becca laughs, watching him slide the heels onto his feet. “Just be careful in them will all these clothes on the floor. I wouldn’t want you hurting yourself.”

Ross gives her an awkward nod before carefully standing up in the heels. The extra height and lack of stability make him wobble as he stands on the stop.

“What do you think?” he asks, standing precariously next to the bed.

Looking him up and down, Becca audibly gasps. She’s shocked and her reaction makes Ross extremely nervous.

“What!?” he exclaims, worried at her reaction.

“It just moved!” Becca squeals looking down at herself! “I look at you in that outfit and those heels and it..it…it GREW!”

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“What do you mean…..?” Ross asks, fearing for the answer.

Becca continues to look down at her shorts. She shifts uncomfortably as a small peak forms between her legs.

“Jesus… it’s like it’s coming to life!” she laughs, reaching down to touch it.

Ross watches as his girlfriend looks down and feels her erection growing in her shorts. He begins to look on with curiosity as the peaks get larger and larger.

Becca looks up astounded. She’s never experienced an erection before.

“I can’t stop it,” she says. “It’s got a mind of its own!”

“Was it me that turned you on?” Ross asks, looking down at the feminine outfit covering his body.

“When you bent over just now, I saw up your skirt,” Becca giggles “You look so cute in those panties!”

Ross blushes and looks away.

Before he knows it, Becca is pushing her body up against his side. He feels her growing cock press up against his leg.

Ross yelps as she playfully dry humps him.

“Get a hold of yourself Becca,” Ross whines. “You’re like a teenage boy discovering it for the first time.”

Becca touches Ross's face, then gently kisses him on the cheek.

“I can’t help it,” she says, kissing him again. “I just want your body right now. I want to put this thing inside you!”

Ross uncomfortable moves away from her advances.

“No way Becca,” he replies. “I’ve seen what this curse has given you down there. It’s huge!”

“Please, Ross!”

“No way!”

“Why!?”

“Your cock is Massive Becca!” he says, backing away. “You'll split me in two!”

“What should I do then!” Becca asks, looking down at her now fully erect cock bursting from her shorts. “How do I make it go down!”

Ross looks down at her monster penis in terror. He’s never seen one so big. She makes his look so tiny!

“You could go and relieve yourself in the bathroom…,” Ross says, pointing at the bathroom door.”

Becca looks over and then scratches her head.

“So….I….Just rub it up and down…?” she asks, giving Ross an innocent look.

“Yeah…,” he answers.

“Can you show me?”

“Show you!? Like, masturbate with you!?”

“No Ross,” Becca grumbles. “I was hoping you’d jerk me off. Would be a great experience for you. Girls need to know how to handle cock.”

“Becca!” Ross cries out, stunned. “Are you really that horney!”

“Yes babe!” she replies. “Maybe you can…..give it a lick too?”

As Ross contemplates what she’s asking him to do, Becca leans in and kisses him gently on the lips. As she moves away, she gives him a look and seductively raises her eyebrows.

“Please….!” She giggles.

“Fine!” Ross huffs in reply. “…..Still, I want you to know I’m only doing it because I love you!”

“Great!” Becca cheers, pushing Ross towards the toilet. “I can’t wait to fuck your mouth.”

Ross sighs.

“Jesus Becca!” he then grumbles.

Becca then slaps him hard on the backside and giggles.

“Get in there you little piece honey!” she demands.

Before Ross knows it, she’s pushed him to the floor and his mouth is full to the brim with her throbbing cock. He chokes and gages as she thrusts it in and out at speed.

“This is SO much better than the dildo!” Becca screams!

One final hard thrust into his mouth sends Becca over the edge. Grunting and groaning, it doesn’t prepare Ross for the torrent of cum heading his way.

He tried his best, but she pulls out from his mouth and cums all over his face.

“Fucking hell!” Becca moans. “That was amazing!”

“Geat…,” Ross sarcastically replies, trying to wipe the cum from his eyes. “You could have given me more warning!”

Becca giggles as she looks down at her boyfriend struggling to see.

“Now you know how I felt on our first date!” Becca quips, handing him a towel.