Family Friend Makeover Epilogue

This is the epilogue from the newly released Ebook.

Takes place 6 years after the youtube story!

Six Years Later…..

Entering the flat I’m greeted by the delicious scent of a home-cooked meal. It instantly had my mouth watering, as I tucked away my bag and shoes.

Steph’s an incredible cook and I thank my lucky stars every night, that I get to come home from work to her and her delectable food!

“Steph, Hunny….?” I call for her, entering the kitchen.

Standing at the oven, Steph looks back and gives me a smile.

“Hey!” she says, turning back to concentrate on her cooking.

Moving to stand behind her, I look over her shoulder.

“Looks and smells lovely!” I comment, pressing my body against hers.

Wrapping my arms around her sides, she reacts by pushing her backside against my crotch. I lean in and gently kiss her on the back of the neck.

“Did you have a nice time at your mom's….?” I ask, between sensual kisses on her neck.

“Mmmmm,” she replies as I gently kiss her. “Yeah…… really nice thank you.”

Giving her one last kiss, I move away as I smell my aftershave on her. Stepping back to admire her, she’s wearing one of my best shirts

“Baby….,” I say, leaning against the counter to the left of the oven. “I don’t mind you wearing my shirts, but please don’t ruin them by cooking in them.”

Giving me a quick look and a wry smile, she nods.

“Sorry sweety,” she answers, looking down at herself. “I’ve been cooking a special dinner for us tonight and I didn’t really have much time to change into something feminine.”

Leaning towards her, I peck her gently on the cheek.

“It’s ok,” I answer.

“Speaking off which,” Steph continues, her face lighting up with joy. “I need you to go get dressed for dinner!”

Raising an eyebrow, I wondered for a moment if I’d forgotten an occasion. Was it her birthday…!?

“Don't look so worried!” she giggles, pushing me in the shoulder. “You haven’t forgotten anything! I just need you to be the girl tonight….. is that ok…?”

Looking her in the eye, I could see she was desperate for me to agree.

“Whats…..the occasion…?” I ask her, leaning in towards her with a quizzical grin. “You're wearing my aftershave and clothes and now you asking me to bring out Jasmine…..what's going on baby…?”

Leaning in towards me too, Steph’s face is one of mischief. Gently kissing me on the lips, she places a hand on my cheek.

“It’s a secret!” she tells me, lustfully looking at me with those big pretty eyes.

“Secret…?” I reply, rolling my eyes. “Is this secret going to wreck my backside like last time…?”

Giving me a cheeky grin, Steph playfully shakes her head and seals her lips.

“Please tell me it’s not that!” I continue, getting a little worried she’s going to get carried away again. “Remember, that wasn’t fun for me.”

Waiting for a reply, Steph gives me a sideways glance that quickly turns into a wide smile.

“Just go and get all pretty!” she playfully commands, pointing to the kitchen door. “I’m not telling you anything else! Just that you need to be the girl tonight and I need to be the man!”

Still curious, I look longingly at her face hoping she’d spill the beans.

“Get going!” she giggles, pushing me back. “Dinners going to ready soon and I’ve gotta get ready too! I don’t want you hogging the bathroom!”

“Okay!” I reply, humorously throwing my hands up in surrender. “One question…..what should I wear?”

“Errrm….,” Steph mutters, refocusing on the dinner she’s cooking. “I like that red dress you brought the other week. I think it’s cute on you. Wear that!”

Sarcascitly clapping my hands together, I turn to leave the room. Just as I’m about to walk through the door, Steph stops me.

“James!” she calls out. “Wear heels please!”

I turn and nod.

“Makeup too!” Steph continues.

I nod again.

“Oh…..,” Steph keeps going. “Do your nails and put in some earrings too. I want you looking your best!”

“Anything else my dear….?” I reply in a joking tone.

“Nope!” she answers quickly with a smile.

“Good!” I comment, entering the hallway. “One girlfriend coming up!” I playfully shout out, as I enter our bedroom.

Ever since we got together as teenagers, this has been a part of our relationship. It’s kinda how we fell in love with each other. If It wasn’t for that night I dressed in her uniform, I’d never have known how she felt about me.

I’d have never had known how I felt about her either.

It didn’t take long for Steph to come out to me as Bi-sexual. I think I always knew.

I’d made my mind up before she even told me. I wasn’t going to let that be an issue. I wanted to embrace that fully

Every so often, it would be that I’d assume the role of girlfriend. I’d become….Jasmine.

At first, it was a little difficult. I didn’t know how to be female.

I didn’t know how to dress, talk, walk or even act!

Now I’m much more confident with my female side. She’s a part of my life!

The sex is pretty incredible too! Even if I am the one being dominated, it rarely gets stale!

Most importantly to me, it makes Steph happy!

Entering the bedroom and throwing off my work clothes, I  quickly wash and have a close shave. I’d got myself a beauty routine to follow. It was how I transitioned into Jasmine.

Getting into my shapewear first, I start getting into character!

As soon as my breasts forms are on and my corset is shaping my figure, I start holding myself like a woman. Letting my body be limp and feminine was something I’d worked on a lot!

Once I’ve got my date night underwear on, I dried my long hair and styled it the way I like when being my female self.

Steph does really like me to keep my hair long.

I do much prefer having real, feminine-looking styled hair than wearing a wig. It’s even nicer knowing your girlfriend is jealous of how glossy and thick your hair is compared to hers.

Once I’ve got my hair straight and full of volume, I quickly move on to makeup and my nails.

It used to take me forever to do makeup! Now I can get it down In under twenty minutes and I even look good when I’m finished. No more looking like a clown!

The dress I’d brought was knee length with a sweetheart neckline. Made from a really soft light material. It’s very different from the male clothes I was wearing just now

I liked it because the three-quarter length sleeves hid my masculine arms. Made me look much more convincing as a woman.

Sliding my body into the dress and zipping up the sides, I adjust my cleavage in the mirror to ensure I looked my best.

Spritzing myself with Steph’s perfume, I put in some dangly earrings and slide my feet into the matching heels I’d brought.

A pair of red stilettos! Real fancy!

Walking in heels was now like second nature. I’d never felt so confident and sexy when strutting about. The clicks they make on hard floors, really made drive home my genderswap.

My confidence was mostly thanks to those grueling weekends that Steph demanded I wear them all the time. Was hard on my feet, but was worth it in the end.

My Heels on, my transformation is complete!

Giving my reflection in the mirror a wink, I head back to my boyfriend.

“Hunny!” I yell, in my practiced female voice. “Do I look sexy enough for tonight?”

Strutting into the kitchen, the sound of my clicking heels makes Steph turn to look at me.

Her eyes instantly light up and she playfully bounces on the spot

“Such a stunner!” Steph cries, clapping her hands together. “I’m such a lucky man!”

“Sure are!” I answer, joining her by the dining table.

Steph had finished preparing a feast

and had put on a big spread for us. She’d roasted a chicken and she’d made all the trimmings too!

“Smells good!” I say, drooling over the food she’d prepared.

“Don’t start yet Jasmine,” Steph gripes, wiping her hands clean. “I need to go get ready too!”

“Okay okay!” I reply, restraining myself. “Please hurry, I’m starving!”

Nodding, then gently placing a hand on my side, Steph looks up at me.

“My baby girls hungry?” she giggles, rising on her tiptoes to gently place a kiss on my lips.

“Sure am,” I reply, kissing her back.

Getting off her tiptoes, Steph lets go of me and walks towards the door. Giving me a playful smile as she walks through the door, I wink back in return.

She doesn’t leave me waiting long.

Twenty minutes later, Steph is transformed into Steven, my boyfriend.

Calling my name, she waits for me to look before she enters the room.

“What do you think babe…?” she asks, showing off a brand new perfectly fitting suit.

Standing confidently in the pinstripe suit, he looked amazing. I thought I was convincing as a woman, but Steph took it to another level as a man. I couldn’t see her curves at all! Even the bulge in her pants looked realistic!

“Wow!” I reply, stunned at how good she looks. “Where did you get that from!”

“Never you mind baby girl,” she replies, confidently strutting over.

She’d even gone to the trouble of buying a trilby hat.

It was really working for Steven. Hiding Steph’s usually very lush long blonde hair.

Opening out her arms as she walks towards me, she embraces me tightly.

Wrapping her arms around my backside, she gives me behind a cheeky squeeze.

Letting out a playful moan, I throw my arms over her shoulders and press my body against hers.

“So what's the occasion..?” I whisper gently into his ear.

“First off,” Steven answers, putting his hand around the back of my head and kissing me passionately. “I just wanted to tell you how much I love you.”

“I Love you too!” I instantly answer, kissing back with the same passion.

Pulling back from our embrace, Steven looks up at me and smiles.

“Second,” he continues, holding me tighter “I want you to know how lucky I am to have you in my life!”

“Awww baby,” I reply, bashfully brushing hair from my face.

“That’s why……,” Steven continues, dropping to one knee in front of me.

Like slow motion, I watch Steven pull from his jacket pocket a small black ring box.

My mouth drops as he opens the small box to hold up a bright diamond ring on the inside.

Staring at the diamond gleaming, my heart rate when ballistic.

Is this a proposal!?

“Jasmine,” Steven says, choaking nervously. “W-will y-you do m-me the honor of becoming my wife…?”

Still completely gobsmacked, I look at the ring then at Steven with a look of disbelief.

“Yes…,” I finally get the courage to answer. “Yes, I will!”

Jumping up from the floor like a Jack In the box, Stevens screams out in excitement.

Fumbling to get the ring from the box, Steven grabs my hand and straightens my ring finger.

Pushing it up, it gets stuck. My stupid fingers are too big for the ring!

Trying, again and again, it doesn’t go on.

“It’s ok,” I say softly, with steven franticly trying to get it on.

“I’m sorry it doesn’t fit,” Steven replies, moving it to my little finger.

Able to get it onto my little finger, I raise my hand up to check out the ring he’d brought

The diamond was massive and clearly very expensive!

“Can we afford this!?” I question, stunned at the ring's beauty.

“It was my grandma’s…,” Steven says, gently touching my hand. “It’s lovely isn’t it?”

“Wow,” I reply, still taken back.

“I know you probably would have wanted to be the one proposing,” Steven admits, shying away. “But my mother gave me this in hopes you’d propose. I didn’t want to force anything on you by already having an engagement ring.”

“Oh,” I reply with interest.

“Yeah….,” Steven continues. “When she gave this to me for you to use in a proposal to me, I instantly thought it would be romantic if I ask you. Seeing as you’re as much the woman in our relationship, it seemed fitting!”

“I love it, Steven,” I say, grabbing hold of his hands and pulling him close. “I love it and I love you! I can’t wait to get married to you!”

Giving me the widest grin I’d ever seen, Steven plants the biggest kiss on my lips.

“I love you too!” He gushes, tearing up. “I can’t wait to be your husband!”