The man in black was extremely excited, although he was doing his best to hide his expression. Meanwhile, the beautiful lady beside him leaned closer, as if she wanted to whisper something into his ear.
"Lu Ting... Could you stop smiling? Otherwise, I'll twist your neck into a pretzel!" Zhang Wei whispered while maintaining a beautiful smile.
Yes! I am the girl everyone finds beautiful. But little do they know that the beauty standing before them is none other than the one and only Zhang Wei!
As he remembered how Shanxi Meihua and her team had transformed him into an almost perfectly convincing young lady, he felt that all the suffering had been worth it. After all, he could clearly see how mesmerized everyone was by his beauty.
However, whenever he remembered everything the stylists had put him through, he felt like crying. He quickly suppressed those thoughts, though, knowing that crying would ruin his carefully planned disguise.
Those five hours of beauty treatments had been the most painful experience of his entire life. They were undoubtedly the first and last beauty treatments he would ever willingly undergo.
Shanxi Meihua and her team were practically beasts when it came to making someone beautiful. They had almost completely erased every trace of masculinity from him!
"Lady Zhang, please lie down so we can shape your eyebrows," one of the stylists instructed.
"Wait... What did you just call me? Lady Zhang? Seriously? You just made me go through hell with those waxing tools!" Zhang Wei protested, giving them a questioning look.
"Lady Zhang, if you truly want to become a lady, you must learn to act like one and carry yourself like one," the gay stylist calmly explained, trying to soothe him. "Besides, just remember why you're doing all this. Focus on your reasons, and you'll be able to endure the process."
After hearing those words, Zhang Wei gradually calmed down. He slowly lay back on the treatment bed and prepared himself for the next procedure.
"Lady Zhang, what we did earlier was called body waxing. The next procedure is eyebrow threading," the female stylist explained.
"Eyebrow threading? Does it hurt?" Zhang Wei asked curiously.
Well, judging by its name, it doesn't sound painful. Let's just get this over with.
"It does, but it's only like an ant bite. Nothing you can't handle!" the female stylist encouraged him.
The gay stylist then retrieved a tool from his beauty kit.
"Lady Zhang, please close your eyes," he instructed gently, as though he were speaking to a child.
Zhang Wei closed his eyes and comfortably lay back on the treatment bed. He placed his hands over his stomach, looking almost like a man lying in a coffin.
The gay stylist began the procedure.
However, to everyone's surprise...
"AAAAHHHH!!!"
A loud, unmistakably manly scream suddenly erupted from Zhang Wei.
He immediately grabbed the gay stylist by the collar, raising his other hand as though he were ready to punch him.
"S-Stop!" the gay stylist stammered, frightened by the sudden attack. "Lady Zhang, we need to pluck your eyebrows so they'll match your facial features! Just relax, okay? It's perfectly normal to scream during your first treatment. However, we need to correct the way you scream!"
He spoke rapidly, terrified that Zhang Wei might actually punch him in the face.
"Lady Zhang, your screams shouldn't sound so manly! You need to scream like a proper lady!" the gay stylist emphasized.
Then he demonstrated.
"AAAAHHHH!!!"
He let out a surprisingly feminine scream.
"AAAAHHHH!!! Just like that, Lady Zhang!" he exclaimed.
He continued, "All right, Lady Zhang. Repeat after me!"
"AAAAHHHH!"
"AAAAHHHH!"
The gay stylist screamed alongside Zhang Wei, guiding him through the procedure and teaching him how to scream in a more feminine manner.
"Very good, Lady Zhang!" the gay stylist praised happily. "You need to scream like that so you'll feel less pain. All right, girl, come on! Let's finish those beautiful eyebrows!"
As a result, the remaining two stylists had no choice but to endure Zhang Wei's continuous screams throughout the eyebrow-threading procedure.
By the time they finished, Zhang Wei's voice had become noticeably hoarse.
The stylists, particularly the gay and female stylists who had been standing closest to him, began wondering whether they had suffered some hearing damage.
Afterward, they proceeded with the remaining facial treatments, and everything went smoothly.
That was until the lesbian stylist brought out an enormous belt-like garment with strings at the back. It featured a feminine shape, complete with two rounded sections resembling medium-sized breasts.
The moment Zhang Wei noticed it, he immediately called out to her.
"What is that?"
"Lady Zhang, this is called a corset. You'll need to wear it to achieve the proper fit for your dress and create a more feminine figure. We'll also use artificial breasts to complete your upper-body appearance."
The lesbian stylist explained enthusiastically before continuing.
"Don't worry! Once you wear the corset, it will help shape your figure and make you appear more feminine. Together with the artificial breasts, your transformation will be almost complete!"
She then gestured toward a metal pole nearby.
"Now, Lady Zhang, please stand up and hold on to that pole."
After making sure Zhang Wei was in position, she called the gay stylist over.
"Tell me when I should stop tightening it, okay?"
Zhang Wei had absolutely no idea what was about to happen, so he simply followed their instructions.
At first, everything seemed fine. The corset hadn't yet tightened against his body, as the stylists were still adjusting the strings.
However, after a few minutes, Zhang Wei began feeling his posture being forced into a more upright position while his waist was gradually pulled inward.
They also fitted him with a sports bra containing artificial breasts.
Little by little, his breathing became shorter and more difficult.
"Wait... Wait! Stop!" Zhang Wei gasped, struggling to catch his breath.
"Why do I have to wear... this corset again?" he asked, still breathing heavily, as though he needed someone to confirm that he really had to endure this.
The lesbian stylist calmly explained the purpose of the procedure before tightening the corset once more.
Zhang Wei immediately gasped.
However, something unexpected happened.
His voice sounded noticeably more feminine this time!
The gay stylist immediately noticed the change and stopped the procedure.
"Okay, guys... Are you happy now?" Zhang Wei asked breathlessly.
By then, he had finally realized the real purpose behind the corset.
All four stylists responded simultaneously.
"YES!!!"
They even gave him enthusiastic thumbs-up.
"Good! Stay there for a while. We'll give you some time to adjust while we prepare the next treatment," the female stylist happily instructed.
With that, all four stylists left the room.
"That's good... At least I can finally catch my breath," Zhang Wei muttered.
He was still holding on to the metal pole for support while trying to adjust to his new posture and breathing.
After a few minutes, he was still getting used to the changes when he noticed a mirror nearby.
He slowly approached it and examined his reflection.
His appearance was gradually becoming that of a convincing young lady.
Seeing his transformation, he tried to convince himself to endure the remaining procedures.
Just a little more. I can do this!
After a while...
"We're back, Lady Zhang!" the gay stylist cheerfully announced as he entered with the other three stylists.
However, what immediately caught Zhang Wei's attention was the enormous bundle of duct tape they were carrying.
"What is that for?" Zhang Wei asked suspiciously.
He was now speaking in a feminine voice, thanks to the tight corset, although he was still adjusting to his new way of speaking.
"Whoa! Your feminine voice is coming along nicely! Even your breathing sounds much more relaxed than before. You're doing a pretty good job adjusting!" the male stylist remarked, admiring their handiwork.
The other three stylists were rather surprised.
They rarely heard the male stylist speak so enthusiastically.
"Lady Zhang, the next procedure is something only the boys can handle, so we'll have to step outside," the female stylist explained.
Her ears were turning slightly red, as though she were embarrassed to admit what was coming next.
"See you later! We'll be the ones handling the final touches, including your dress, makeup, shoes, and hairstyle."
"Why can't you just do those things now? Besides, my transformation is almost complete! The things you just mentioned are the most important parts of my appearance!" Zhang Wei questioned.
The gay stylist simply looked at him before replying.
"Well, you can't complete your transformation just yet because..."
He glanced downward and pointed toward Zhang Wei's private area.
"This is the reason. Do you really want to attend a party wearing a woman's outfit while that is still noticeable?"
Zhang Wei suddenly understood what he meant.
"You do have a point. So, what am I supposed to do?"
"Not you. The two of us will take care of it. Girls, please step outside. We can handle this!"
The gay stylist opened a roll of duct tape and stretched it out in front of Zhang Wei.
Only then did Zhang Wei realize what they were planning.
"Wait... Are you two planning to hide my... you know what?" he asked in disbelief.
Both stylists nodded, confirming his suspicion.
What shocked him even more was what the male stylist said next.
"We're not simply going to hide it. We'll carefully tuck it away so that it won't be noticeable. That way, you'll be able to wear even a bikini without anything showing. However, since you're wearing a dress, we'll also add some padding around your hips and buttocks to create the illusion of a smaller waist and a fuller, well-shaped figure."
The gay stylist immediately chimed in.
"Exactly! That's why we'll need so much duct tape!" he happily explained.
After hearing their explanation, Zhang Wei immediately regretted putting himself in this situation.
What on earth have I gotten myself into?!