Their love making proceeded with James pleased that he could still perform despite making love twice already that morning. It must have been the excitement of know he now had Bobbi’s face. He was turned on by the feminine voice coming out of his throat. “Melania” was also responding positively to his thrusts. Indeed it became one of the rare occasions where they orgasmed simultaneously. Now spent, James collapsed on top of “Melania” who told him ‘That was such a turn on’ in her accented voice.
James lay beside “Melania” in bed as the real Bobbi examined her own features on James’s head.
‘Just lie there for a moment. There are several stray eyebrow hairs that need removing’ Bobbi informed James. James was too exhausted to care. Soon the apparent “Melania” was using tweezers on James’s face.
‘Ouch! that hurt! Couldn’t this wait until we change back?’
‘Don’t be a wimp. It’s much easier to do it like this. It won’t take long’
Perhaps the eyebrow plucking didn’t last for long but when that was finished Bobbi had decided she wanted to experiment with her hair and that was much easier to do when James had it. James found himself hustled into the shower with Bobbi. Where James found a naked Melania washing his now long brown hair with Bobbi’s shampoo. Despite the erotic situation he found himself in, his spent penis was no longer able to respond.
After the shower Bobbi had James put on her red satin robe and sit on a stool in the bathroom while she set about drying then putting a curl in James’s hair. Bobbi was a trained hairdresser and had all the tools she needed at her disposal. James indulged her and sat there stoically as Bobbi, still with Melania’s face but at least dressed once more went about her business. He had nothing better to do that afternoon.
Just when “Melania” was satisfied with “Bobbi’s” new look the doorbell rang. ‘You had better see who that is’ suggested “Melania” ‘It’s probably that delivery I’ve been waiting for. I can’t be seen with this face’
‘What about my hairy legs?’ the apparent Bobbi said
‘You will be fine. You don’t have many hairs. If you are worried just leave the chain on the door and see who it is. Don’t let them in. Just sign the receipt and ask them to leave the box outside. No-one will know you are not me’
Reluctantly James approached the door. If whoever looked carefully at him they might think he was a flat chested girl. Whoever it was persistent they were ringing the bell repeatedly.
Apprehensively he opened the door leaving the chain on.