Josh wasn’t even mad about waking up early this time. The pn for today was all about rexation. He’d never been to a spa before, but he knew the general idea was to have a bunch of women tend to your every need until all the stress left your body. He wondered if Alice booked a spa with a happy ending. Josh wasn’t concerned with the ethical question of fidelity in such a situation. Alice had been teasing him left and right with no chance for release ever since she arrived. Tonight was going to be different. They’d spend the day at a spa, eat some food, and then Josh would take Alice to Pound Town no matter how tired she cimed to be. As usual, Alice was somehow a bundle of energy in the morning. Maybe Josh could talk her into a quick hand job before they headed out. “Get a move on Jen,” Alice said, “The sooner we get there, the sooner we get to use the spa.” There goes that idea. Josh groaned slightly and rolled out of bed. He dragged himself to the closet to find something to wear. “What does someone wear to a spa anyways?” Josh asked himself. He searched for his normal clothes throughout all of Alice’s clothes that she’d hung up in the closet. He wondered, “Should I wear a sports bra or a normal bra?” He left the closet and wandered over to his dresser to look at his options. A sports bra was his go-to for day-to-day, but it also covered a rge amount of his chest. Would it prevent him from getting the full effects of a massage? The memory of Gym Bro’s impromptu locker room massage popped into Josh’s mind. He felt his penis twitch and swell. Nope. None of that. Josh smmed the dresser shut. Alice peeked into the bedroom. “You okay Jen?” Josh mumbled in the affirmative. Alice burst into the room and went to the dresser. She said, “Don’t worry about picking out clothes. I have something specific in mind because of where we’re going for dinner afterwards. Go brush your teeth and take the braid out of your hair.” Josh nodded his head and wandered into the bathroom. He was perfectly happy letting Alice make all the decisions for now. A voice said, “Letting our partner make the decisions keeps them happy.” Josh did his business in the bathroom and stumbled back into the bedroom to see some familiar loose-fitting men’s clothing id out on the bed. Finally, a return to normalcy. Josh slid the clothes over his body and turned to the bathroom mirror to look at himself. The person in the mirror had a majestic mane of bck hair, a youthful face with smooth skin, and a slender frame that was made more obvious by their baggy clothes. Josh grinned at his appearance since the loose shirt made his chest almost unnoticeable. Josh walked into the kitchen and saw Alice pouring something into a pink cup. She dropped a pink straw into the cup and screwed on a pink lid before handing Josh the weird object. Alice said, “Normally you shouldn’t eat so soon after brushing your teeth, so use the straw to suck it straight to the back of your throat.” Josh took a sip from the straw. It was a delicious fruit smoothie! He didn’t know there was a smoothie pce nearby. He gnced around the kitchen and noticed cutting boards and fruit debris littering the counter. Alice looked back at it all. “Oh, don’t worry,” she said, “I’ll get this all cleaned up in a jiffy. You can rex on the couch and drink your smoothie.” This might be the best morning ever. Josh got to sit and drink a tasty thing while his woman cleaned up the kitchen and picked out his clothes. He was living the dream. Josh plopped onto the couch and started flipping through channels before nding on one with sports highlights. He sat, sipping and sucking, while Alice was a blur in the kitchen. He sat there while she rushed back and forth from the bedroom to outside the front door with different bags and boxes. Josh thought the pn was going to the spa and dinner, so he wasn’t sure why Alice needed all that junk for what should be a simple day. He’d finished the smoothie, so he got up and dropped the cup in the sink for Alice to clean up ter. He wondered where she’d even found a pink cup in his house. A voice said, “We used to love pink.” No, that couldn’t be right. Boys liked blue, and girls liked pink. He was lying to Alice when he said pink was his favorite color. What a weird thought. Alice stopped in the kitchen and chugged something from a cup on the counter. She said, “You can go wait in the car. I have one more thing to grab and then we can get out of here.” Finally. Josh stumbled outside and plopped into the passenger seat. This would be the perfect chance for a little nap. He took a deep breath in and out as he closed his eyes. A thought crossed Josh’s mind, “Did I just get in the passenger seat of my own car?” Josh’s eyes shot open. He didn’t even have his keys to lock the front door. A voice spoke, “Alice can handle things.” Suddenly, Josh found himself feeling much calmer. Alice would handle things. Plus, he only got in the passenger seat because Alice knew where to go, and she’d proven herself to be a perfectly adequate driver. He was also tired from the early wake up time, and it wasn’t a good idea to drive when you’re tired. Alice was obviously a natural morning person, so it made sense that she should take control of things in the morning. “We’re better at following.” Josh scrunched up his face. No, he wouldn’t put it like that. In a way, by getting in the passenger seat, Josh was essentially ordering Alice to drive him around. Josh was the one in charge in this situation even if Alice was the one picking his clothes, making his food, making all the pns, and driving everywhere. Josh was allowing her to do that stuff. The building Alice pulled up to didn’t look like the high luxury spa Josh imagined. In the movies, the fancy spas always had big open windows and wns filled with flowers. This was another gray rectangle of a building. However, the inside looked like a futuristic hospital. There were two very attractive women behind the reception desk dressed in scrubs. Maybe one of them would be responsible for Josh’s happy ending ter. Josh confidently walked up to the counter. “Hello,” he said, “we’re here for a reservation.” The young woman rambled out something incoherent. Josh spoke again, “Um, I’m sorry. We’re here for a reservation.” The woman spat out more gibberish. Josh shook his head and blinked his eyes rapidly. He was either way more tired than he thought or he was having a stroke. Alice stepped forward. She said, “Jones, for two people.” The receptionist looked down at a computer for a quick moment before smiling and nodding. She looked towards Alice and starting saying more nonsense words. She handed Alice and Josh each a tablet and went on a long rant of incoherent sounds while Alice nodded along. Josh stared at the tablet in awe. Alice said something that sounded like “mercy book gay” and pulled Josh towards the plush chairs in the lobby. “What the hell was that?” Josh asked. Alice replied, “French. Remember, I told you most of the staff doesn’t speak English.” “You understand French?” “Yeah, I guess it never came up before. Anyways, if you scroll through your tablet you’ll see all the different services they offer. Fill out your information and select the ones you want. Everything is included, so pick whatever you want.” Alice turned towards her tablet and started typing and tapping away. Josh looked down at his tablet. The first information was simple enough; things like his name, age, height, and weight. The real struggle came with the service listings. Josh didn’t recognize most of the terms and the only help in the description was a simple cartoon image of what the treatment involved. It didn’t matter anyways. Alice said everything was included and she was footing the bill, so the most responsible thing to do was to say yes to everything. Mud? Yes. Wax? Yes. He also selected full body. It didn’t make sense to only put wax on part of his body when all of him needed rexing. Red-Light therapy? That sounded like utter nonsense, but Josh was committed to getting his money’s worth. Yes. Sensory deprivation? Josh thought about the pulling sensation on his chest. He could definitely go for being deprived of certain senses right about now. Yes. Salt room? Yes. Positive affirmations? Yes. Massage? Yes. This created a new question asking Josh to select man or woman. It seemed a little redundant considering the form already had him say he was a man, but it wasn’t his job to fix their stupidity, so he simply selected the man option again. Face? Yes. This also opened up a new section with more options. It asked about things like cleansing, exfoliation, and extractions. One option seemed particurly interesting to Josh: ser. He had no idea what a ser would do to his face, but the idea seemed too cool to pass up. Selecting this gave him another option. Remove all? Now things made since. They must think using ser could help remove wrinkles or something stupid like that. Josh scoffed at the ridiculous fantasy, but there was no reason to not get it. Yes. The next section talked about the salon. Josh was pretty sure salons were things only for women, but there was something about hair that sparked a light inside of him. Alice was obviously in love with his hair, so using her money to make it extra pretty seemed like a great option. Wash? Yes. Style? Josh had no idea what to pick for style. He’d always let his hair come out however it wanted to come out. “Hey Alice,” Josh whispered, “what should I do for hair style?” Alice looked over at Josh and squinted her eyes. “Hmm, you look great with straight hair. It might be fun to try curls.” Josh shrugged his shoulders and typed in “curly.” Color? That was an easy one. Josh entered “bck.” Nails? Yes. Color? Josh looked at his fingernails for a moment. They seemed sort of pinkish, but he knew nails tended to be white or clear. It was way too early in the morning to try to answer random quizzes about his body. He stared at his fingertips more intensely. The answer hit him. His skin is what was actually pink-colored, so that meant the nails were clear. Easy. He entered “clear” into the box. Gel? Why not? Yes. That seemed to be everything. Josh hit submit and the tablet returned to a home screen. Josh turned to Alice, “Now what?” Alice finished hitting a few more things on her tablet. “Now, we go to the changing room and get into our robes. Then they’ll guide us from room to room based on the stuff we selected.” Alice hit the submit button and stood up. Josh handed Alice his tablet so she could walk it up to the reception at the same time. The receptionist gave them some more instructions in French, but, this time, she also gestured towards some doors, so Josh was able to figure out what she meant. Josh tried to follow Alice through a door, but she stopped him. “Whoa,” she said, “sorry, my bad for not expining. These are one-person changing rooms. Yours is right there. Change into the robe and then knock on the other door to let them know you’re ready.” Josh thought it was silly that they needed separate changing rooms as a couple but whatever. The changing room was simple enough. There was a locker where he could put his clothes, shoes, and personal items. He changed into an extremely plush robe and comfortable slippers. There were also a pair of wireless headphones. Josh tucked them in his pocket. This pce seemed pretty swanky if they were giving out free earbuds. Josh knocked on the door opposite from the one he used to come inside. The woman who opened it was shockingly gorgeous. Josh looked around, but Alice was nowhere to be seen. The woman said something in what Josh assumed was still French. “I’m sorry,” Josh said, “I don’t know what you’re saying.” The woman spoke some more. Josh gestured with his hands. “I don’t speak French.” The woman started poking at her ears. “That’s right,” Josh said as he poked his ears as well, “I can’t understand you.” The woman suddenly reached forward and started patting Josh’s hips. The happy ending seemed like it was going to quickly become a happy beginning. Josh, once again, looked around to see if Alice was nearby, but the coast was clear. The woman reached inside one of Josh’s pockets and pulled out the earbuds case. She pointed at the case and gestured at Josh’s head again. Okay, now it made sense. Josh put the earbuds inside his ears and instantly heard soothing music pying alongside a voice saying, “-designed for your pleasure. Your day of luxury is about to begin. Please follow the attendant to your first treatment.” Josh gave the attendant a thumbs up. She turned around and lead Josh down the hallway and into one of the many rooms. Inside, there was a table surrounded by a bunch of mps. The voice in the earbuds spoke again, “Welcome to red light therapy. Leave your robe on the designated hook and lie down on the table facing the ceiling.” Josh looked around. The door to the room was closed, but the attendant was still standing there in the room. He couldn’t disrobe in front of her. He didn’t have a bra on to hide his slightly fbby chest. Not to mention having his penis flopping around. “Um,” Josh said, “Can you close your eyes or something? I don’t want to get naked in front of a stranger.” The attendant shook her head and said something in French. She pushed Josh to the table. “Hey, hey!” Josh excimed. The attendant spun Josh around and pulled the robe from his body. She was surprisingly strong. Stripped naked, Josh quickly flung one hand to cover his crotch and threw his arm across his chest. “Give that back,” he said. The attendant fpped her hands and spoke in more French. She gestured for Josh to lie down. Josh awkwardly scooted onto the table and id down on his back while trying to keep himself covered. The attendant moved some of the mps so that they were hovering over Josh’s body. Then she pulled a machine over and sat down in a chair. She pulled out a mask and slid it over Josh’s eyes. He was starting to get a little freaked out. The voice in the earbuds spoke, “Lay back and rex as the infrared electromagnetic rays stimute cell growth, reduce infmmation, and improve skin conditions. You can control the volume of the music by tapping on the sides of the earphones.” Some calming music started to py alongside the sounds of a calm ocean. Josh felt a warm sensation cover his body. He could see the faintest glow coming through the small crack at the edges of the mask he was wearing. This was some freaky shit the spa was doing, but the attendant didn’t seem to be making a fuss about Josh being naked. Maybe this meant he’d made even more progress than he originally thought when it came to masculinizing his body despite the fbby chest. He felt something start to move across his face that emitted a hotter sensation than what he felt across the rest of his body. The voice in the earbuds started to speak quietly with the calming sounds of the ocean and the soothing music. “You are a vibrant individual.” Okay, yeah, this was definitely something Josh could get into. “You deserve luxury.” He started to lose track of time while listening to the calming sounds in the earbuds and enjoying the warm sensation over his body. “You can achieve your goals.” Eventually, the sounds faded away and the voice in the earbuds said, “This concludes your red light therapy. Put your robe back on and the attendant will lead you to your next treatment. The next few treatments followed a simir pattern. Josh got to submerge himself in a mud pool while the attendant sthered mud on his face. After showering, they put him in this weird pod filled with warm water that enabled him to effortlessly float. They took him back to the red light room while he was drying and ran the strange device over his face more. Then they took him to a room where he just lounged in a recliner chair after taking some pills. The voice in the earbuds called it the salt room, but the only salt Josh saw was this random chunk sitting in the middle of the room. Whatever the salt room did left Josh feeling lighter than air. He felt like there was nothing in the world that could rattle him. He walked into another room and was surprised to see two more beautiful women waiting for him. The voice in the earbuds said, “Welcome to the wax room. Pce your robe on the designated hook and y down either face down or face up. Josh happily slipped his robe off and wobbled over to the table. He was feeling amazing. He id down on the table and happily let one of the women slide a mask over his face. He felt them applying some sort of warm goo on his arms, stomach, and legs. Then they started rubbing the areas. It seemed like the wax room involved a sort of massage as well. Amazing. Suddenly, Josh felt something tear from his right arm. He jolted upwards and ripped the mask from his face. “What the hell?” he slurred. He took a quick inventory of the situation. He had some paper looking stuff stuck to various parts of his body. The three women were all standing around with pitiful looks on their faces. The original attendant fpped her hands at Josh and said something he couldn’t hear through the music pying in the earbuds. For some reason, Josh decided it was perfectly fine to lie back down. His head was spinning and his whole body felt heavy. As soon as he settled in, he felt another rip. And another. And another. It was all quite painful and shocking, but Josh felt himself drifting further and further away from the sensations in his body. This must be the sensory deprivation they were talking about. The voice in the earbuds said some lovely and encouraging words. “You are beautiful.” “Your words inspire others.” “You bring joy to those around you.” By the time Josh stopped drifting through the cosmic rays of the universe, all the ripping sensations had stopped. At some point, he must have flipped over because he found himself needing to press up onto his hands and knees before stepping off the table. He put his robe back on and waved goodbye to the two women in the room as he followed the attendant back into the hallway. The next room was the first time Josh could guess what was about to happen. He recognized the cssic massage table. Josh disrobed and plopped himself onto the table. It even had small divots where his chest could sit that prevented it from squishing against his body in an uncomfortable way. Josh felt the attendant’s rge, firm hands begin to run across his back. She’d applied some sort cool liquid to her hands to help her fingers glide across Josh’s flesh. The soothing music and affirmations pyed in Josh’s ears. The attendant felt much stronger than Josh expected. Her fingers were able to press into Josh’s body and knead out every ounce of tension left. Josh felt the hands work their way from his shoulders all the way down to the bottoms of his feet. The soothing liquid worked wonders on his skin and let out a wonderful aroma. The attendant’s hands worked back up Josh’s legs and stopped when they reached his butt. Josh felt fingers driving into his cheeks; pressing and pulling like they were working a piece of dough. Josh let a few inaudible gasps out as the pressure waxed and waned. The attendant shifted into doing tapping motions across Josh’s back. Josh could feel his whole body shaking and jiggling due to the attendant’s powerful, yet gentle, strikes. Josh was amazed at the strength and endurance on dispy. He figured such a beautiful, dainty woman wouldn’t be able to generate the kind of force and pressure Josh was enjoying. Suddenly, everything stopped. The voice in the earbuds signaled Josh to flip onto his back. He hadn’t been given a mask this time, but Josh kept his eyes closed as he turned over. The attendant’s hands caressed Josh’s neck and worked towards his chest. Josh was reminded of all the times Alice teased him. He had to force himself to stifle a moan from leaking out from his lips. The hands continued down his body and began to knead the fleshy globes on Josh’s chest. Josh felt the thumbs move around the base of each pectoral. They would encircle one part of his chest and pull it upwards before letting it drop. Each time, Josh allowed himself to let out a slight gasp of air. The fingers pressed into the center of Josh’s chest until reaching his belly. He felt the attendant’s hands work their way up his shins and his thighs. Josh felt blood flow to his penis as the hands grew closer and closer to his crotch. The fingers pressed on the inside of his right thigh. Josh felt his penis begin to harden. For a brief moment, Josh wondered again if this was truly what Alice intended for their spa day. Josh decided everything was more than okay. Alice wasn’t even in the room, so, if she asked, Josh would say that nothing happened. For his own gratification, Josh needed to cement the visual of the beautiful attendant massaging so close to his dick. Josh pulled his head slightly upwards and opened his eyes. He saw the back of a rge muscur man who had his hands on Josh’s legs. Josh quickly threw his head back onto the table and squeezed his eyes shut. What the actual fuck was happening? There was no way a man’s hands could be making Josh feel so amazing. But, he’d experienced this sort of feeling before. With Gym Bro. Josh was instantly reminded of the incredible impromptu massage Gym Bro graciously gave him in the locker room. Josh felt a part of him trying to imagine that it was Gym Bro giving him the massage right now. Josh felt his body rex again; he hadn’t even noticed that he’d tensed up. Maybe men were just superior at giving massages. Josh wasn’t gay for enjoying this. Plus, he always got a little hard and turned on when Alice pyed with his chest. That had nothing to do with being touched by a man. Josh didn’t even know it was a man. And now that he did…well, Josh was actually still maintaining his boner, but that was because the male masseuse was continuing to rub and press all around Josh’s crotch. Men got turned on by anything touching their dick. This didn’t mean Josh was gay. Men gave better massages and Josh enjoyed good massages but not because they were done by men. Josh took a deep breath in and out. He was losing focus. He needed to do what he did before and disappear for a little bit so he didn’t have to think about the strange situation Alice forced him into. He felt himself growing smaller and floating away into the bck void of his mind. Soon, Josh was barely aware of anything happening to him. He appeared in a happy memory of being on his couch at home. He was watching some indiscernible funny movie. He looked next to himself and saw Gym Bro sitting on the couch. They were two dudes hanging out, drinking beer, and definitely not being gay. Because Josh wasn’t gay. He felt a little dizzy. He tried to speak, but words weren’t coming out. Gym Bro looked at Josh with hunger in his eyes. Josh recognized that look. Gym Bro scooted closer to Josh on the couch. Josh said, “What’s happening?” Gym Bro’s mouth moved, but a woman’s voice came out, “Which one you want?” “What?” Josh was totally lost. He felt the image in his mind begin to fade and blur. He blinked a few times and found himself sitting in a chair in a new room. Disoriented, Josh looked around the room. He was in a pce that looked like a salon. There was a row of chairs across the room with a few people in robes sitting in them. Josh looked down to assess himself. He was wearing his robe, that was good, but each of his hands were underneath some weird dome. There was a new dy staring at him and holding a tablet in front of his face. The dy repeated, “Which on you want?” Josh looked closer at the screen. There were some pictures of different women. All of them were very attractive. Josh instantly recognized what was happening. He was picking which woman he wanted to work on him. Josh scanned through the pictures of beautiful women before settling on the blonde. He pointed at her picture with his finger and the tablet dy nodded her head. She gestured at Josh and said, “Your hair. Bck still?” Josh scrunched his face. He hoped this dy wasn’t totally blind and actually saw his selection. Eh, it didn’t really matter since all of the options were gorgeous. Josh said, “Yes, my hair is bck.” The tablet dy nodded her head and walked away. Left alone, Josh continued to observe the room. For the first time, he noticed that his feet were in some kind of warm foot bath. He saw Alice at a different section of the room. She had her head back and a woman was washing her hair. The original attendant came into Josh’s view and gestured for him to get up. He followed her to the station next to Alice and leaned his head back. “Hey babe,” Alice said, “have you had a good time so far? “Yeah, it’s been super rexing. Some of the treatments are really confusing though.” Josh felt warm water spray against his head. Alice said, “I was happy enough with the float room. I’m pretty sure I managed to take a nap while I was in there, and I never take naps. I’m excited for the hair too. Alice sat up and stood over Josh. She continued, “Okay, see you ter. My hair is going to take a while to dry. I made sure to tell them to bring you to my dressing room because that’s where our dinner outfits are.” Josh grunted in agreement. He felt the attendant’s small, feminine hands massaging his scalp. This was perfect work for her womanly fingers. Josh understood now how the spa arranged things. The women did all the tedious detail work while the men did the things that required strength. Josh allowed himself to rex as the woman worked suds into his hair, washed them out, and then applied a variety of creams and oils to his long hair. Josh spent about thirty minutes under a loud hair dryer next to Alice. She was still sitting there when the dies moved Josh back to the original chair. The dy who had tablet started pulling and tugging at Josh’s hair from behind his back. A different woman looked at him and pointed at his feet. She said, “Your toes, same?” Josh wasn’t sure what she was talking about. The woman tried again. She gestured at Josh’s nails and then at his toes. “Same?” she asked. Josh shook his head. Of course his fingers weren’t the same as his toes. What kind of nonsense did they teach French people? The dy nodded her head and said, “What color?” Josh cocked his head to the side. He couldn’t get a good look at his toes in the moment, but, maybe, it was possible that people had different colored toenails and fingernails. Josh wasn’t sure what his situation was, but since he already committed that his fingernails were clear, it only made sense that his toenails were the other color. “Pink,” he said. The dy nodded her head. She started using a file and some other strange looking tools on Josh’s nails. He felt the other woman still pulling and rubbing on his hair. He figured he was in good hands. He still hadn’t seen the woman he’d chosen, but he assumed they would wake him up when she got here. He closed his eyes and lost himself in the soothing music pying in the earbuds. At some point, the woman tugging at Josh’s hair vanished and a different woman showed up to apply some creams to his face. She also pced some cold patches over his eyes. Josh felt a cool sensation being applied to his toenails. Next, he felt a warm sensation moving along the side of his head. Then a hot towel wiped the cream from his face before someone removed the cooling eye patches. The voice in the earbuds said, “this concludes your journey of bringing your inner beauty to the outside. Please follow the attendant to the dressing room.” That was weird, Josh never got to see the woman he’d selected. Maybe she was the one who did the face cream. He followed the attendant out from the salon area and into a different dressing room than the one he came in originally. Alice was already there waiting for him. She wore a long dark purple dress that had a loose fabric belt hanging off one side of her waist. The dress only had one wide shoulder strap while the other was a loose string that elegantly fell across Alice’s upper left arm. The entire dress clung to the curvature of Alice’s body. Her hair was immacutely pced in a rge afro. Josh felt as if he was staring at royalty. He couldn’t believe how lucky he was to be near such a beautiful person. Alice giggled. She said, “I’ll take your silence to mean you like what you see.” Josh nodded his head. He quickly realized his mouth was hanging agape and shut it. Then he realized he should probably say something. “You look super hot.” Alice smiled. “Thanks,” she said. Alice spun around to show off all of her assets. Josh loved seeing how the elegant dress fit across Alice’s curves. Alice stopped spinning and said, “We don’t have long until the reservation at dinner, so let’s get you dressed quickly.” She grabbed a bundle of clothes and walked over to Josh. “Here,” she said. Josh took a pair of underwear and a very cy bra. “Finally,” he thought to himself, “I was starting to miss having some support.” He turned the bra around in his hands and grew ever more confused. “Alice,” he said, “where are the straps?” Alice replied, “It doesn’t have any. The outfit I brought looks better if you have your shoulders exposed.” Josh felt as if his chest suddenly grew heavier. “I’d prefer something with a bit more support though.” Alice nodded her head. “Okay, no problem. I brought this other bra just in case. I think it’s a bit sexier anyways.” She reached into one of the bags behind her and exchanged bras with Josh. “And no worries, I brought a cute jacket you can wear if you get self conscious about the straps showing.” Josh slid his arms through the straps then reached behind himself to hook the band on. “Oh wow,” Alice said, “you’re really good at that.” Jen felt himself blushing. A part of him knew that men were only supposed to be good at taking bras off, not putting them on, but, for some reason, Jen didn’t feel as bothered by that thought as usual. Alice continued, “I still use the clip and spin method.” “What’s the clip and spin method?” “It’s so much easier for back csp bras. You put the bra on backwards and do the band hooks in front of you instead of trying to reach around your own back. Then you spin the bra around, slide the straps over your arms, and adjust your boobs into the cups.” Jen felt himself blinking in shock. He’d never thought of doing it like that. It definitely sounded much easier. “Of course,” a voice said in Jen’s mind, “Our way of doing it takes way more skill. Alice is taking the easy way out.” Josh nodded his head as he slid the underwear Alice handed him up his strangely smooth legs. The voice was right. Josh’s voice. Because it was in his own head and there weren’t other voices in Josh’s head. Josh focused his eyes on Alice who was holding up a vaguely familiar red dress in front of her with a nervous look on her face. “What do you think?” she asked. “I think it’s a beautiful dress,” Josh replied, “but what’s wrong with the one you’re wearing?” Alice chortled. “Not for me silly, for you!” Josh’s heart skipped a beat. Was he excited or terrified? The only sound he could utter was a strangled, “Huh?” Alice continued, “I wasn’t sure if you’d be ready for this tonight, but then I saw what you chose for your hair and your nails, so I thought, maybe, you’d be ready to try this.” This had to be a joke. There was no way Alice thought he would be comfortable going out in a dress. And his hair? What was wrong with his hair? Josh felt his hands stretch up and feel along the hairs dangling around his face. He could tell it was in a different shape and lightly brushed against his shoulders. He had a vague memory from earlier selecting a curly hairstyle. Did those crazy salon dies permanently change his hair? Did having curly hair make him look like a woman? Alice cut into Josh’s thoughts. “I have another outfit of course! It’s some nice pants and a top.” And there was the kicker. Alice was pying a joke on him. Josh let out a huge sigh and a slight chuckle. “Yeah, I’d definitely prefer pants.” Alice grinned. “No problem! I’m gd I brought you options. And the shoes I got would have worked for either outfit you picked.” Alice pced the dress down behind her and handed Josh a pair of pants that seemed entirely too small for him. However, just like the jeans he’d worn yesterday, the pants stretched around Josh’s legs and fit snuggly without restricting his ability to move. The bottom of the pants had this cool cut-out slit near the ankles. Alice said, “Oh good, they fit. I brought a cute skirt just in case, but those look great.” Josh smirked at Alice’s teasing. He slid the shirt Alice handed him over his head. It was a small garment to say the least. It had no sleeves and left most of their shoulders exposed. Meanwhile, the colr encompassed his entire neck. Josh almost felt like he was being choked, but a part him enjoyed the slight pressure. He did notice that the bra straps were quite visible because of the ck of coverage. “You mentioned a jacket?” he said to Alice. Alice reached back into one of the bags and pulled out a very stylish suit jacket. Josh noted that it looked slightly different from the suits he was used to seeing. It had a deep V neckline that stretched all the way down the length of the coat. Just like all the other clothes Alice seemed to buy for him, the jacket didn’t have any pockets. Josh slid it on and buttoned the singur button that helped the jacket cinch at his waist. The deep V made the light brown shirt Josh had on completely visible while the sleeves of the jacket made sure Josh’s shoulders, and more importantly, the bra straps, were hidden from view. Josh’s mind took an automatic inventory of his physical body at that moment. He felt his curled hair bounce and flow on their head. His skin felt immacute and pristine. Their nails were glossy and elegant. The fabric of his clothing felt firm yet freeing. His chest seemed a little pronounced especially with the tight shirt and the way his jacket seemed to draw emphasis to the round globes sitting there, but Josh was pretty sure most of that was the bra. A part of him questioned how much he appreciated having a bra. And why he needed to be wearing one. And why his clothes didn’t have pockets. Men’s suits always had pockets, didn’t they? A different part of Josh really didn’t want to deal with these thoughts right now. He was thrown off by Alice’s weird jokes and all the weird treatments from the spa. And he hadn’t eaten anything all day. They needed food. Josh said, “Where are my shoes?” “I already got your tennis shoes and everything. The pce we’re going to is fancy, so I got you some nicer shoes to wear. I figured it would be okay they weren’t broken in since you’d be sitting most of the time. Josh grabbed the shoes and looked at them. They seemed sort of slender and had about a two inch heel. They didn’t look like normal men’s dress shoes. “I think only women’s shoes have heels like this,” a voice said in Josh’s head. Another voice said, “We should trust Alice. Making her happy will keep her around.” Josh agreed with the second voice; with himself. He agreed with himself. His thoughts started to speak and argue against one another. He didn’t have time to try and unravel his own mind right now. Josh sat on the bench in the room and slid his feet inside the shoes. “Give me a little twirl,” Alice said. Josh stood up and slowly spun around in pce with his arms slightly away from his body. A part of him enjoyed the feeling of his hair brushing against his skin. He finished facing Alice and saw her big, goofy grin. He smiled in response. “Do you like it?” Alice asked. Josh looked down at himself once more. He’d done such a good job silencing the thoughts in his head he wasn’t sure how he felt, but a voice was telling him that a positive response would make Alice happy. “Yeah, it feels nice,” he said. Alice cpped her hands together. “Perfect! Let’s go.” She thrust a small, gold-colored bag into Josh’s hands. “Your phone and wallet and stuff are all in here,” she said. Josh looked at the bag bnkly before feeling his arms casually slide the strap of the bag over his right shoulder. He couldn’t expin why that felt like the right thing to do. Alice knocked on a door on the other side of the dressing room and an attendant opened it. The attendant led Alice and Josh back to the front lobby. Josh stood by idly as Alice and the dy went back in forth in French. He busied himself by ignoring all the strange signals going off in his brain about how he was dressed. Josh felt himself watch the attendant hand Alice two rge bags. Alice immediately handed them to Josh, and he watched himself grab them. Inside seemed to be a mix of bottles, a towel, some cards, and some other things Josh couldn’t make out. He followed Alice to the car and tossed the bags into the back seat before climbing into the passenger seat. “Next stop, delicious food!” Alice excimed.