Alex wasn't sure what was going a minute ago he was a decent muscled jock on his way to football practice, now he is a dress as a male fashionista with a lith body to match. What was worse is that his mind was fight new memories of always being this way. His knowledge of football was rapidly being replaced with knowledge fashion innovations and beauty techniques. As this was playing out his head his sister who was still on the phone start screaming in his ear. "You Bitch, mom bought you your own make up. For fuck sake stop using mine. "
"First off relax. Secondly you know mom only buys me the nude skin tone colors. I wanted be out and proud for the show and we all know you love your colors. So I took them to school with me and put them in my locker, I promise I'll bring them home after the show." Responded Alex
Becky now sounding a lot more relaxed," I'm sorry I blew up at you I just want to look good for my date with Brad. I guess I can barrow some of moms but you owe me, bitch." She hung up to prepare for her date.
"Brad is a cutie, he'd be perfect model for my fashion show." Alex thought out loud as he head toward the school theater to prep his models for the show.