You tug the dress down, and then grasping me on the shoulders turn me around t face the mirror. I notice the dress doesn't even cover the top of my stockings and blush even deeper. You lead me over to your dresser and as you sit down in your chair, you beckon me to sit down on the stool beside it. "You look very sweet like that, but there's got to be a few more finishing touches I think my little pet." You apply make-up to my face, a deep red lipstick, and corresponding blusher and eye make up. I try not to look at myself in the mirror though in my shame. Next I see you reach over for the brunette coloured wig, and you place that firmly on my head, ensuring all my own hair is covered.