With that latest assault, you head back to the computer with new determination to shut down CARA. You tell your self that this is going to end now but then CARA chimes in.
*There is someone on your porch, Sara.*
“What? Who?”
The computer screen goes black then quickly switches to a video feed that shows a young man. You realize that its your friend Jason. You hear him start knocking on the door so you rush up the stairs. When you reach the top you head to the door but stop in mid-stride. You look down at your self, remembering how you are dressed.
“I can't let Jason see me dressed like this.” you say to yourself.
*Understood, Sara. You wish to look more attractive for this young man. Your romantic intentions have been noted.*
*A profile has been made for “Jason”.*
*Please head to your room.*
“What?! Wait! No!” How could things go so wrong so fast?When will you learn to keep your big mouth shut?
*Do not worry, Sara. I'm sure when we make you more presentable, Jason will find you lovely.*
With that, The familiar robotic arms lead you forcibly up to Sara'a room. In a whirlwind of motion you are stripped of all clothing your new outfit is forced upon you. A pair of lacy black panties and a matching black push-up bra are slipped on your frame. The blue bra kind of made you appear to have breasts but the push-up bra leaves your chest very feminine.
You are sat on Sara's bed and the arms go to town on your face, hair, and nails. You can't really see anything but you can feel the cold nail polish administered to you hands and feet while combs and scissors attack your hair, giving you a very feminine style. Brushes and powders lightly dust your face as your eyebrows are painfully plucked into thin pretty arches. The smell of all the hair spray, powders, and polish overwhelm your senses. Your eye lashes are curled and coated and lipstick meets your mouth. You know the weight the lipstick puts on your lips makes them look even more full and kissable without even needing to see your reflection.
Black pantyhose are slid up your legs, sending chills all over your body. Brought back to your feet, your arms are lifted and something loose is gently place over your head with CARA taking care not to ruin your hair and makeup. Your are now wearing a black, long sleeve, knee length dress with a dark blue floral pattern along the skirt. Finally, three inch black heels are placed on your feet.
*You look beautiful, Sara.* |