Incarnate Resorts Pt. 04

Waking up felt like day one all over again except this time I managed to keep my memories intact of all the crazy events that occurred last night. I could feel the bulging knot of the buttplug and the tight squeeze of the chastity cage encasing my cock. Thinking about last night was all it took for the fluffy tail to slap around against the bed covers.

I sighed, wiping away the grogginess from my eyes, and made my way to shower. Through some rather lengthy experiments under-running warm water, I found that rubbing my tail acted as a literal replacement for masturbating with the same sensation as if stroking my penis. I lingered for several orgasms before deciding to finish up while taking care to properly dry my tail. The pleasure turned addicting, keeping my arousal at peak levels without ever having a chance to dip down.

In my attempt to figure out what to wear, I caught sight of a note left behind on the dresser's countertop in Gina's handwriting. It was another list of instructions, this time more detailed than the last.

"Good morning, sissy. I hope you enjoyed last night, there's so much more to come. First things first, your second dose of medication. Once you've taken it, move on to the next step." The metallic pill container and a glass of water were sitting beside the letter. Today's dosage came out to four tablets with one of them as thick as my pinky. She had everything prepared and all I had to do was swallow them.

I held onto my reservations about flushing them down the toilet, and later lying about it to her later on. I thought about my tail being a dead giveaway if she were to press the matter and I couldn't help but reflect on the threat she mentioned in passing. That one of the benefits from the medication was to remove my need to take a dump, something that would be painful to endure were I not to take them given my new tail.

Agonizing on it any further only sought to achieve Gina's goal of messing with my head. So far there were no ill effects and I could only hope to trust her on this matter even though she didn't offer much choice, to begin with. I struggled for a hot second, swallowing the giant horse pill, and read the rest of her words.

"Good boy." My tail wagged energetically at being able to imagine her voice she would have used to praise me were she present.

"I left some clothes for you in the living room. You'll need them for today's errands, which need to be finished before I return from work." I brought the letter with me into the living room, setting it down on the coffee table next to the clothes she detailed.

I grunted at her wardrobe choice picked out for me. A one-piece dress in all light pink with thin straps, exposing my bare shoulders. The fluff and extra fabric around the chest area hid my lack of breasts, making me seem like less of a perverted crossdresser. It came together with a pair of black fishnet stockings that rose up to my thighs. The dress's skirt ended several inches above the thigh-high stockings though unlike the prior tutu came with a pair of frilly panties. They even had a hole for my tail to loop out of but didn't help with hiding the obvious bulge from the chastity cage.

My cage made it obvious to anyone who saw the panties that there was a penis underneath them. I already saw the design flaw of this selected wardrobe or from Gina's perspective the fun side of things. A single uncontrollable tail swing was all it took to place my private parts on full display.

The last article of clothing was the peach-colored, closed-toe dress shoes accompanied by one-inch heels. Staring back at myself from the standing mirror in the living room was a totally different person. I hardly recognized myself with my hair flowing all the way down to my buttocks. The brown highlights matched my wagging tail that was constantly displacing my skirt every which way possible.

I glossed over it earlier but I noticed something peculiar during the process of fitting on the fishnet stockings. It had to do with the toned muscles I worked so hard on every day. Their density reduced, shooting down to smooth features. It really was a different person staring back from the mirror as my legs turned petite and my arms flat with a soft jello-like flab to their touch.

My overall frame stayed the same with the only thing odd being my wide shoulders. This had to be one of the other side effects of the stupid medication. There was currently no point of having a skirt with the way my tail was behaving from all of the fear that settled in. I was only on the second dose and there had already been such a drastic transformation to my figure.

I couldn't understand how all of this was possible without enduring any permanent damage and quickly shed the thought as to avoid spiraling into a state of hysteria. I took a deep breath, closing my eyes and turning away from the mirror before opening them again and returning to the letter.

"I bet you look adorable, I can't wait to see you tonight. On to your tasks for the day." There was a space between her writing, "Visit our salon and ask for Mia, she'll know what to do when you arrive. I also want you to visit the grocery store to make dinner for us tonight. A plus for something delicious."

The last line was her extra stipulation to ensure I didn't cheat on anything. "Be sure to take photos of yourself throughout the whole day, I want to see your slutty selfies later on." Having to use my cellphone to take pictures made it so that I couldn't do any of these activities without wearing the clothes she set out for me.

I thought about the best way to tackle her game plan for the day. I figured it would be best to visit her stylist first in the hopes that she could make me look less like a crossdresser and more like an actual girl. Only then would getting groceries for dinner be somewhat less taxing without having to worry about everyone's possible attention.

I knew exactly the salon she referred to, having passed it many times on my way to the resort's gym. It turned into a ten-minute walk from the unnatural route taken the whole way there. Not only did I hold down my skirt on both sides but I made sure to wait for the all clear before rushing from one checkpoint to the next. All of this to avoid any unnecessary set of eyes. The last thing I needed was someone from last night to recognize me. I'd die from embarrassment and never be able to finish the assigned tasks.

I couldn't help running into people once at the salon's front entrance. There was tons of traffic for a Thursday, luckily for me many of them paid no heed and minded their own business.

"Welcome, how may I help you?" One of the employees paused after looking up from behind the counter. Her questioning stare had me responding rather quickly, asking to see Mia. I knew my voice was a dead give away which was why I waited until right near her to speak softly. It wasn't long until the employee made it back with the person in question.

"Ah, Gina reserved a room for you." Mia did a once over on me, cocking her head ever so slightly. "...This way, follow me." She led me to a back room, one of the few rooms used with privacy in mind from what I could tell.

"Have a seat, darling." Mia directed me to a large hairdresser's chair pointed at a large wall mirror and a table with an assortment of products laid out.

"Thanks..." I didn't mind the way she called me since it sounded natural for her but given my attire, I couldn't avoid being on edge the entire time.

"What can I do for you today?" Mia watched from behind with both hands on the shoulder of my seat, making eye contact through the mirror to our front.

"Gina didn't tell you anything?" I figured she would know since Gina was the one to set up all of this on her own.

"She did, but I'd like to hear it from you." Mia held a straight face waiting for my answer.

"Gina wanted me to see a professional, you, I'm guessing for what you do best..." All I could do was infer from the letter left behind.

"And what is it you think I do here?" It sounded like she was trying to start a fight with me, though her tone said otherwise.

"I don't know..., hair, make-up, and anything else that relates to appearances." I wanted this to be over with and Mia did everything possible to prolong this visit.

"Right..., Okay! Enough questions, I understand now." Mia stepped on the seat's lever to lift me up higher. "Try to relax, this won't take long." The melody of her voice had already done just that, as I eased into the cushioned seat.

"Looks like you've purchased one of our wigs, this will make things easier." Her hands on both sides of my face prevented me from tilting my head in confusion.

All it took was for some of her mana to flow into my long hair to cause an immediate alteration. My extra-long butt-length hair was braiding itself into an intricate weave. Within the span of a minute, my hair settled along the midsection of my back, fully braided into something you'd find on a princess.

"Perfect..., onto your nails." Mia removed her hands and motioned over to the counter to retrieve some supplies. "Any preferences?" It was weird that she was still trying to get my opinion on things.

"Whatever you think Gina would like to see..."

"Coming right up!" Mia fell into her role rather enthusiastically and opened up a small rectangular case. She leaned over taking out one of the fake fingernail attachments from the case, getting ready to start with my pinky. I couldn't help but notice her bulging tits, not quite as full as Gina's but more than enough to cause a reaction from my caged penis and foxtail.

I cursed under my breath for the fact that it seemed like my tail purposely aimed itself at lifting up the front side of my pink dress. I saw her eyes catch sight of my throbbing penis as my hands went to control my tail and push down the skirt. I ended up lifting my right leg and sitting on the tail entirely, even if it was a tad bit uncomfortable.

"I've never seen one of those before." I paused not knowing what to respond with, "You don't have to sit on it. Can I see it?" I honestly figured she was talking about the chastity cage and given the awkward situation I decided to release my tail so as to avoid changing the subject to my painfully caged erection.

Her fingers brushed the fur of the tail, then took hold after having some trouble with its erratic waving. Her grip was like a jolt of arousal as I nearly came from the sensation alone. I thought it would end after hiding my struggling, but she continued to closely inspect it. Moving her hands along the entire length as if to figure out how it functioned.

I couldn't hold back anymore and gave in to the buttplug, letting loose an uncontrolled shiver and a stream of hot cum.

"Oh, I'm sorry... Are you okay?!" My eyes rolled back, resting into the headrest as Mia released my tail. The orgasm was enough to forget about my hand placement as my tail placed my cage on display once again.

"Is that jizz? Did you just cum from that?" Her words sent a wave of embarrassment into my flailing tail as I chose to remain silent.

"Would you like me to clean that up for you?" I kept my eyes closed and replied with a head nod, not wanting to see the face she was currently making.

It wasn't until I could feel something tickling my uncovered thighs. Opening my eyes and looking down, I witnessed Mia, leaned over with her hair as the source of the tickling. It took another second to realize that she was swallowing my caged penis entirely, including my covered balls as well.

There was a mixture of slurping noises as she cleaned me of my seed, not the way I was expecting her to. Even after swallowing my entire load, the heat of her mouth worked at penetrating the cage. All I could feel were the bits of saliva that she managed to get through the pee hole. Aside from that, there wasn't any of the usual satisfaction I'd find from having a blowjob performed. She stood up after spending a good minute doing her best, licking and cleaning the sides of her lips of the mess she created.

"It's a shame that you're locked away, that could have been really fun for both of us..." Mia's tone turned extremely hungry like she was trying to hold back from pouncing on me. My mind raced to understand the sequence of events, still not sure what had happened though sure that I wished for the stupid chastity to not exist at this very second.

"If you know of a way to free me, then please, help me out..." I didn't question her sexual behavior and honed in on my lustful desires.

"Poor thing..., I'm afraid Gina is the only one that can do anything about that." Mia's gentle words turned into a deep kiss as she chose that as her method to console me. I could taste the lingering jizz that was mixed in with her tongue. I phased out everything else, focusing solely on the wet kiss we shared. Just as before, Mia seemed to have a hard time holding herself back, turning the french kiss into a lengthy make-out session.

She broke for air, licking her lips clean for a second time. "I'm sorry, that was very inappropriate of me... I'll continue with your nails." I wished Mia was the one I ran into instead of Gina. Her demeanor and personality were a complete one-eighty compared to Gina's sadistic one.

"You're not bothered by everything I'm wearing, even though I'm a guy?"

"Of course not, everyone's free to dress up as they like..., Trust me, there are weirder people that have crossed through our doors." Mia multitasked, fitting each nail attachment one after the other.

"I didn't choose to dress like this though..., it was Gina that forced me into this crazy situation."

"Huh, how was she able to force you?" Mia maintained focus, moving onto my other hand and also working her way down to my feet.

I opened up to her about my entire predicament while offering a shorter recap of the humiliating bits that occurred. I don't know if it was the best decision but it didn't prevent the wave of relief that washed over me from having shared it with someone else. It felt like a giant boulder lifted off of my chest.

I was lost in my story long enough for her to be finished with my nails and make-up as she continued listening intently even though her work was done.

"Aw, darling... Is there anything I can do to help you?" It was her emotional support that almost had me in tears.

"I don't think there is anything, sadly... " I tried considering several possibilities but in the end didn't want to involve her in my mess. "Uh..., if you could keep this a secret between us though and not let Gina find out. That would probably be for the best." Ending my thought there, I started to examine the work she finished on me.

"I will and don't be afraid to come on by to see me whenever you need someone to talk to. I'll always be here for you, okay?" Mia rubbed my shoulders, which turned into a massage after agreeing with her.

"Regardless of the situation, you did an amazing job." I had to compliment her on my new appearance. "These are a bit awkward to get used to though." The attachments on my nails made them longer, adding half an inch to my now rounded fingernails. The color she picked out matched Gina's duffle bag from last night to the tee. A vibrant hot pink and I figured that had to be something she knew Gina would like to see.

"I've got such a nice base to work with, I'm sure Gina will treat you nicely once she sees you." She returned my compliment with her own and provided me with some hope for tonight. "How much will everything be?"

"Oh, please, it's on me. It's the least I could do for all that you're going through." If I could rewind time and choose her, I'd do it in a heartbeat.

"Thank you..." I stood up from the chair, taking a final look at my makeover. It was definitely the right decision to come here first. If it wasn't me looking back at myself in the mirror and a random stranger in public with my get-up on, there's a high chance that I wouldn't even be able to notice them as a possible crossdresser. It was both scary and astonishing to feel like I could pull off acting like a girl in disguise. I took this chance to take some selfies on my phone to show Gina later on.

"Oh, one more thing." I stopped to turn back to Mia. "Do you happen to know Gina's favorite food? She wants me to cook dinner for her tonight."

"Mmmm, not really a meal but she does love some pieces of dark chocolate. Sorry, I can't really think of anything else." I thanked Mia again and told her not to worry about it. She had been nothing but supportive the whole time. My wave goodbye turned into a tight embrace as she closed in for a hug.

My entire way to the grocery store was spent fawning over her unique floral scent. It wasn't until picking out ingredients did my focus return. Even if Mia had granted me a perfect disguise, I was in no inclination to hang around for long. I didn't think hard and chose something easy that could be prepared without a high risk of botching.

The meal plan was some grilled chicken together with asparagus and white rice. As for dessert, I picked out a gift set of dark chocolate with various different types to eat.

I took the necessary selfies and ignored all of the stares that came my way during the entire trip. It didn't take long to have the meal prepped and laid out on the dining table. There was only a matter of minutes before Gina walked in the door as I waited in my seat by the table.