Part 16

(As a small recap Mark and Amy were crawling through town in order to get back home, when they were stopped by a bride with a bunch of girls before her wedding night enjoy)

Two of the girls from the group then came over and picked us up, there was no point struggling because all the girls there were a lot bigger then Amy and me. We were then taken back towards town with all the girls giggling and laughing.

"Does little Dolly" like to dwess up as a sailor" said on of the girls "Maybe we should leave you on a ship where you belong"

This really made the girls giggle and in the same time made me blush very red. The torments continued until we were nearing the town center, with people still taking photos and giggling. It didn't help that the girls were showing us off to everyone either, Amy got the worst of it though as they held her up and made her do little twirls in her tutu. Once the girls had their fun, we were then carried into a shop worryingly called Girly Girl Salon.

"I own this shop" said the bride to be leading us over to two salon chairs "So that means that I can help you Dollies to become even more pretty"

Amy and I were then stripped again of all our clothing except for our pacifiers and diapers, I liked this because I was now free of those stupid baby mittens and baby reins. We were then lifted up onto the salon chairs while a couple of other girls covered all the mirrors. Amy was looking mighty uncomfortable sitting in the chair half naked, her cheeks were burning red with embarrassment. Once we were in the chairs a few of the girls left the store while the rest of them surrounded our chairs giggling.

"Okay Dollies" said the bride to be reaching for a brush "It's makeover time"

All the girls then started to mercilessly give me my second makeover. First all my makeup was removed and my hair made straight again they also removed my pink nail polish. Second the girls got to work on my hair first washing it and then letting it dry, while my hair was drying the girls then started to pluck and pull my eyebrows into what they called a more Dolly shape. Next they removed my pacifier and said that if I make one noise they will kick me out onto the street as I am now, I really didn't want that so I kept my mouth securely closed. After that they put on something called foundation that they applied all over my face, once that was done they then applied some very bright pink lipstick which was matched by a lot of very red blusher. The girls then got to work on my eyes, first they applied some pink eyeshadow that glittered in the light and then they stuck on some impossibly long eyelashes that stretched up to my eyebrows, they then finished this off by adding some mascara that made my new eyelashes super curly.The girls then brought out something I didn't expect they produced some contact lenses, except these didn't help with eyesight they just turned my eye color from light brown to a glittery pink. Every time I blinked all the girls giggled as my eyelashes went down only to spring back up again when I opened my glittery pink eyes. My toenails were then painted a bright pink color that also glittered in the light and just when I thought my fingernails would suffer the same embarrassment the girls instead decided to stick on some longer finger nails that they then painted the same glittery pink. The girls then took out a very big powder puff and started to pat my face all over leaving me looking an awful lot like a doll

"Now for Dollies hair" said the bride to be checking to see if my hair was dry.

Unfortunately my hair was dry and they then started to get to work. First they combed out my hair and started trimming to make sure my hair was nice and even, they then gave me a nice straight fringe and then put my hair into tightly rolled hair curlers.

"Dolly is going to have such pwetty ringlet curls" said the bride to be giggling "By the time we remove those hair curlers"

I was starting to think that perhaps Lauren had actually showed a little mercy when she had originally dressed me up all those days ago, as hard to believe as that is. The girls then amazingly removed my diapers which was one of the most greatest feelings ever, this was short lived though as I now realized I was butt naked in the middle of a group of girls. They then quickly removed what very little body hair I had and then started to spray me all over with this skin colored spray, this had the effect of making my skin color more even and worryingly my skin started to become more of the complexion that you would find on a doll. Once this was done I was unfortunately re diapered. Oh well it was good while it lasted I thought, at least I wasn't totally naked anymore, which helped to bring my cheeks down from very bright red to just bright red.

The girls then turned their attention to my ears and before you could say pierced ears, my ears were sporting a new pair of earrings that had two dangling little bells dropping down from each one. Now every time I moved my head I was reminded of my new embarrassment. I hadn't seen Amy through this whole torture, but I suspected from the giggling on the other side of the room that she was suffering a similar fate. After what seemed to be for ever the girls announced it was time to remove my hair curlers. With no mirror around I couldn't see what they were doing, but judging from the giggles and laughter I wasn't going to like it. Over the next 10 minutes My hair must of been attacked by every styling tool and hair spray known to man.

"We're back" came a voice from the doorway "And we got what you wanted"

The girls that left earlier had come back and with was about a million shopping bags and most of them had the words Princess Boutique written on the side. I then got the feeling that this was going to end rather embarrassingly for me.

"Perfect timing" said the bride to be finishing off my hair "We just finished giving our Dollies a makeover"

One of the girls then picked me up and carried me over to an open space where I was probably about to suffer more embarrassment. The bride to be then went over to one of the shopping bags and pulled out the single most girlie pair of panties I had ever seen. The panties were a bright pink color with a matching bow on the front and the words PRINCESS written in the same glittery pink as my fingernails on the front, the panties were made even more embarrassing by the row after row of frilly pink ruffles on the back. Luckily for me they couldn't get the panties on with my six diapers in the way so I was reduced to only three diapers, the panties then easily slid up in place. Well at least I knew I could probably waddle again even if I did have to wear the panties. Next came another set of white tights that they pulled up my legs only these ones had pink love hearts all over them. The tights were followed by some more pink Maryjane shoes except these ones had a matching pink bow near the front of the shoe.

This wasn't looking good I thought, I was already feeling more girly then I had ever felt before in only three pieces of clothing. The embarrassment continued however and soon they brought out of a bag a very frilly and pink bra, the one thing that I had managed to avoid so far was now pulled around me and clipped into place. The bra itself had a pink bow in the middle and both of the cups were also padded giving me my very own little breasts. Next came something they called a slip. The slip was a pale pink color with a big pink bow and a frilly bottom part that stopped just before the top of my panties. All the girls were laughing hard now, no doubt getting the full effect of my entire appearance to this point, while I still didn't know what I really looked like. My heart sank another level when I saw the next item, it was another petticoat except this one was simply massive. The petticoat was colored a cloud white and was attached to a matching white vest like thing. The girly garment was then pulled over my head and then fluffed out around me, I could then see the little pink bows all around the base of the petticoat. There was just so much fluff and ruffles that I couldn't even see my feet anymore.

"Dolly looks sooooo pwetty already" said the bride to be still fluffing out my petticoat "But the next item will make you even more pwetty"

She then went over to another shopping bag and then pulled out the new most girliest thing I had ever seen. It was another little girl's party dress only this one made my other dress look like my boy's clothes. The dress was a bright pink color with girlie puffy sleeves that had a big pink bow on either side, these bows were only beaten by the huge girly pink bow that was just under the peter pan collar that my head was now popping out from. The bottom part of the dress also had little bows that went all the around just like my petticoat and the combine that with the huge pink bow that the girls had tied behind me using the pink sash on either side of the dress and I had lost count of how many bows I was now wearing. Finish all that off with the fact that my dress had frills and ruffles coming from everywhere and little pink love hearts all over. I now wished that I was dressed in my old dress, I would even wear my sailor outfit with pride at this point. The next humiliation came when they showed me a bunch of pink heart shaped balloons that still had a sign underneath it and written in big pink letters were the words MY NAME IS MARK AND I LOVE TO DRESS UP IN GIRLIE DRESSES WITH HUGE FLUFFY DIAPERS. The girls then tied the string that was attached to the balloons to my wrist with a very secure knot, which I knew with my now long fingernails I had no hope of untying. The final humiliation came when they put a pink sash on me that said in glittery pink letters BIRTHDAY PRINCESS. For good measure they then sprayed me with flowery scented perfume all over.

Once the girls had finished off fluffing out my dress and making sure everything was perfect they then led me over to a wall mirror. What awaited me turned my entire face crimson red. Standing in front of the mirror was what looked like a doll that had been dressed up to go to a birthday party. My new tightly rolled ringlet curls were now a a light blonde color that had an over sized pink bow on top. My long curly eyelashes fluttered every time I blinked revealing my glitter pink eyes and matching eyeshadow that sparkled in the light my eyebrows were now in a girly shape that just touched the top of my straight fringe that made me look even more girly. My bright pink lips and very red cheeks only added to the doll look, along with my dangling bell earrings that were still jingling away. The very pink dress looked like it was more for a two year old little girl then a sixteen year old boy, especially since it was covered in bows and ruffles with little pink love hearts all over. The dress was only made more girly by the cloud white colored petticoat peeking out from under it, which stopped just short of covering all of my panties, which meant that you could read the word princess on my panties which was still very visible. My legs were now covered in white tights with pink love hearts all around which eventually met my pink Maryjane's with the little pink bows.My entire complexion now looked and felt soft and smooth like a little girls. All of this was topped off with my birthday princess sash and my bunch of pink heart shaped balloons that was tied to my wrists and had a sign that embarrassingly announced my name to the world.

I didn't even recognize my self and even if I told someone I was actually a boy, I doubt that they would believe me. The girls in the mean time were rolling around on the floor in fits of laughter at the little Dolly in her pretty party dress.

"Oh I almost forgot" said the bride to be still recovering from laughter "Dolly still needs her pacifier"

Damn I was hoping they wouldn't remember that, but unfortunately the pacifier was soon tied very tightly around my head.

"Don't worry Dolly" said the bride to be as she finished tying on the pacifier "Your lipstick won't smudge or even come off for at least two weeks, and that goes the same with the rest of your makeup even your curly lashes. Look even your Blonde ringlet curls will stay that way for two weeks"

The bride to be then ran a brush through my ringlet curls and to my horror they simply sprung back to their original position, without even one hair out of place. Now even if I was released out of this nightmare soon, I would still have blonde ringlet curls and pink glittery makeup for at least two weeks.

"Okay" said the bride to be putting back the brush "Let's see what the other girls have done to your playmate"

The other girls then started to move away making a little gap that Amy soon popped out from. She was dressed exactly the same as me except everything that was pink on me was light blue on her. Amy's once long golden blonde hair was now shortened to my length and put into the same ringlet curls. Her blue eyes now sparkled like mine with her matching blue glittery makeup and long glittery fingernails. Amy also had a bright red lipstick that you could just make out behind her pacifier, the lipstick matched her bright red blush that was probably made more red by her own efforts. Amy also had on a sash that said BIRTHDAY PRINCESS only it was blue so that way it matched the rest of her outfit and her own bunch of blue heart shaped balloons. Her balloons also had their own sign that read in blue letters MY NAME IS AMY AND I LOVE DRESSING AS A DOLL WITH HUGE FLUFFY DIAPERS.

We were then both placed next to each other while all the girls giggled and laughed and flicked up our dresses and petticoats. Then there was a flash from a camera and then another and another soon all the girls were taking pictures with their camera phones.

"I think I'll enlarge this photo" said the bride to be showing both of us the picture on her camera phone 'And then I'll put it on my front display window so every one who passes by can see and then I'll put the words This is Mark and Amy who like to dress up in frilly dresses and baby diapers"

I really didn't know if my face could turn any redder at this point but their comments were certainly helping.

"Okay Dollies" said the bride to be holding our baby reins "I bet you want to show off your pwetty dresses and panties don't you. Well don't worry you can because we are going out for walkies"

To be continued