As you step out of the shower and quickly walk to your room the previous mess of random assortment of stuff has grown in volume. The whole room looks like a storage room where everything is thrown here and there. You can still feel your body has changed a bit, but by looking from the full-body mirror you like the change. The tattoos are somewhat off putting, but you can just hiden under the shirt or wear something. The hourglass body type looks very appealing and you think that even with the dick you could pass as a 4/5 even with the lowest standards.
Then you remember something. You don't know how to apply make-up. Even if you are the Loona - the daughter of Brooke. You still have the mind of your previous body from your other world. You feel like that make-up would enchance you to the high-end, but you are pretty sure by the pictures in the phone that Loona normally applies her make-up wherever she goes.
So out of the desperation you whip out the TF-notebook and write down: 'I have spend enough time to know how to apply make-up and how to use every product.' As you close the notebook your mind is filled with memories of your own life where you would go to theathers, venues and other places where you would put different types of make-ups and even crossdress for a while. You used to be an small time actor and as such joined a theather club when you were at your school.
You prep and hype yourself by doing it without thinking. Like it's second nature to you and everything feels normal with all the different pens and eyeliners. And as the minutes pass, you close the seal for your dark velvet lipstick and take your 'what seems to be the most cleanest' clothes and walk downstares with your purse. Before heading down you still feel that you could have bigger breasts and write down, 'Loona has natural G-cup'.
On top of stairs you can feel your top getting heavier and pushing it out until you have two decent sized melon showing themselves prominently. They are quite heavy, but you can manage it.
As you approach the living room you notice your mother Brooke giving a cunniculus to a slender looking lady on sofa. You think that this must be the 'man' she mentioned and as you feminently approach her you give kiss to her and just give silent glance at your mother. As if to signal that she is fine.
"Now that my daughter is here, do you have any requests you would like us to perform." Brooke says as she raises up.
The woman looks at you and says ...