"Hmm, should I go with mascara, or liner?" Abigail pondered, "Which would be easier for you to maintain?"
"Why does it even need to be my eyes?" Jon asked as Abigail inspected him closely, even getting him to rest his head in her hand. Thanks to the curse and her request that he stay still, Jon could only make small movements.
"Well, for one, you haven't corrected me yet." Abigail smirked. "I called you Jon."
'Oh no.' Jon thought. 'She got me focusing on what she was about to do so I missed her using my boy name!'
"Don't even try and correct me now, you're too late." Abigail continued. "So, I'll be flipping one of your rules too. As for your eye makeup, I wanna see you squirm. I think we'll go with liner."
Abigail reached into her purse and pulled out a small pencil. Holding Jon's head in place by the chin, she started to get in position.
"Stay as still as possible. I slip, and you'll get poked in the eye." Abigail explained. "I'll be doing a simple style. A nice thin line across the eyelid, maybe a small flick at the end, nothing too dramatic. If I have to start over though, get ready for something much more noticeable."
As all of this was going on, Jon noticed that the rest of the room seemed to be oblivious to how strange this was. Hell, for all Jon knew, they were actively ignoring what he and Abigail were doing. It wasn't too long until Abigail had finished though.
"There we go." She said, taking a mirror out of her purse and holding it up to Jon. After a moment, he realised it was similar to how Abigail had done her own eyeliner.
"Now then Jenna, let's see that rulebook of yours. I want to see what I can turn into a sissy rule."
