walking out of the store he got more looks from the girls in the store but he continued, still against his will he entered a shoe store... and after the same grueling process as before. This time he left the store stumbling in a pair of 3 inch pink heels.
And again to a salon, after a half hour wait he was sitting in the chair telling the stylist to dye his hair blond and curl it. after an hour in the chair, while another women applied 2 inch long pink acrylic nails to his hands and painted his toenails hot pink of course.
the entire time the workers had been giving him weird looks, how often does a guy in a dress and heels come in and ask for a full makeover, but they weren't about to turn away a paying customer.
when the dye was finished she set it, did his makeup as he asked and turned Jon around to the mirror. the *girl in the mirror had short blond curls and had green eyeshadow and bright pink lipstick on, blush and mascara.
He once again payed the ludicrous price of $250 for all of that. He stumbled out of the store and walked back to his car, in his mind he wondered where his keys were, he had no pockets in this dress, and he hadnt even brought back the clothes he had worn in. But when he got in the car, which was different opening the door with 2 inch nails, he found the keys in his seat. he drove home, also a new experience from the new nails and his heels.
When he got home, he parked the car and clicked up the front steps, it was nearly seven o'clock now, it had taken a long time to do all that. he walked up to his room and started collecting his clothes in a box, he didn't know what he was doing, but after every article of clothing he wore other than his new skirt, top, dress and underwear were boxed up, he carried them to the backyard and set them on fire! to his surprise and anger, though he still had no control over himself.
after all his clothes had burnt to ash. he felt different, he realized that he was in control of himself again, he rushed upstairs, nearly tripping as he hadnt truly practiced in these high heels. he grabbed the stone careful of his nails, not that he liked them, just breaking one would hurt. and wished
"I knew what my last wish caused"
