Chapter 2

“That sounds doable.”

“If any of this makes you uncomfortable at all, then…”

“No, I want this,” Faye interjected, asserting herself. “Whatever you have planned, it’s worked for my boss, so I want the same treatment.”

Elizabeth flashed a teasing look. “But you don’t know what I have planned. All I’m saying is, we can take things slow. I work at your comfort level.”

“With the schedule I’m under, I’d like to go fast. Anything you can do to help is greatly appreciated.”

“Then we’ll meet Friday at 9 am. Remember to dress casual and light. You’ll be expected to undress.”

Faye’s eyebrow rose. “Undress?”

“Yes. Unless of course, you’re too modest for that?”

“It’s fine,” Faye gulped.

“Good. And send me your measurements. Part of the process is getting you a new outfit. I look forward to meeting you in person.”

“Likewise. It was great talking to you. I hope we can have a productive relationship.”

Elizabeth smiled and softly pursed her lips before logging off from the Skype chat, leaving Faye sitting there, wondering if she knew what she was getting herself into.

Despite her initial apprehension, Faye had become used to her roommate’s carefree attitude toward clothes. It started slow. Her roommate was a great girl, terrific in every way, but the girl liked to leave the door open when undressing. It was nothing to her.

Faye was quite the opposite. She grew up in a medium sized household where everyone closed the door and expected their privacy. No one ever saw each other naked, with the exception of accidents here and there.

But this was a completely new living situation, especially for a college virgin who watched all of her friends go on dates and “hook up.” Faye sticking to her beliefs made things awkward when her roommate would walk around the place in a loose t-shirt with no bra underneath. Sometimes her roommate’s nipples would be rock hard, poking through the front of her t-shirt. When they’d have breakfast together, she would sometimes bend over to get something, giving Faye a clear view of the goods.

Faye often wondered if this was all done on purpose. The more Faye told her roommate about her virgin ways, the more flagrant the roommate was with nudity around their space.

Surely it must have been to tempt Faye in some weird lesbian way. Truthfully, it worked to an extent. Faye had been envious of her roommate’s beauty since the moment they first met. After all the casual nudity, the envy grew into something else…

It was Friday morning and Faye showed up early, which she normally liked to do, dressed in casual workout clothes and sneakers, and carrying a gift basket from her job.

It was 8:45 on the downtown street and Faye peeked inside the window of the closed boutique. The lights were on, but no one was there. As she continued peeking, the owner came out of the back room and, seeing Faye there, went to open the door.

“You must be Faye,” the shop owner said, smiling.

Faye smiled back. “Yes, that’s me. Pleasure to meet you.”

“Come in. The shop opens in an hour, so you’ll have privacy until then. I’ll stay in front of the store, and I’ll try not to listen to your private conversation.”

There was a subtle innuendo in the store owner’s voice, and Faye tried to think nothing of it. They exchanged a few pleasantries and small talk, then Faye was directed to go to the backroom while the owner stayed in the front area to prepare for the day’s work.

When Faye went to the back area, it was the first time she had laid eyes on Elizabeth in the flesh, who was making final adjustments to the outfits she had organized.

Elizabeth was taller than Faye had expected and was dressed like a businesswoman with sass, wearing open-toed high heels which added sex appeal, and that bold red lipstick.

When they finally met in person, it was like they were old friends. There was a sense of familiarity between them; a kinship, even. Probably because they both knew what it took to survive the fiercely competitive world of business. They told each other how pretty they looked, although Faye felt inferior for dressing in such a sporty manner while Elizabeth looked so stylish and chic.

“Right this way,” Elizabeth smiled with her left hand guiding the way.

Faye went inside the changing room and put the gift basket down. Elizabeth pushed a rack inside, which had a small selection of high priced business clothes including blazers, office skirts, and a few expensive looking blouses.

Once inside the changing room, Faye noticed a full-length mirror and undergarments laying on a seat. Elizabeth closed the curtains to give them a sense of privacy, although Faye was sure that the store owner would still be able to hear every word they spoke.

Elizabeth checked the clock. “We have a decent amount of time to get things going. These are clothes that I’ve picked out for you. I hope you like them.”

“I love them,” Faye gushed.

“Excellent. Now, let’s see how they fit. Truth be told, I’m dying to see what you look like underneath those clothes.”

There was a lustful expression on Elizabeth’s face, as if the anticipation of seeing Faye naked had reached a fevered pitch.

“Umm, right now?” Faye asked.

“All of it. Every piece of clothing, including your socks. I’m going to totally remake you. Unless, this makes you uncomfortable?”

Faye didn’t want to be a stickler about this. After all, this was a place for women to be themselves. Plus, it wasn’t like she’d see Elizabeth everyday of her life. She thought of this like getting naked in front of a doctor.

Easy steps first. Faye removed her shoes and socks, standing barefoot on the recently vacuumed carpet. Next, her top and leggings came off, which she placed on a nearby seat. Faye caught a glimpse of her reflection in the mirror, standing in nothing but a sports bra and panties. Her body was more than decent, although she did feel inferior standing next to someone like Elizabeth, who was perfect in every way, at least in Faye’s eyes.

There was a slight tremble in Faye’s hands as she reached to pull her sports bra away.

“Stop,” Elizabeth ordered. “Are you nervous?”

Faye put her hands down, leaving her breasts still covered. “I’m trying not to be.”

“You’re a college girl, aren’t you used to showering with other coeds?”

Faye tensed. “No, I don’t play sports or anything like that. I always shower in private.”

“It’s just not my thing,” she explained again, this time trying to be more casual about it.

That was when Elizabeth looked at the college girl, examining her the same way a doctor would examine a patient. With her experience, Elizabeth mentally assessed the college girl, studying her eyes and facial expressions.

“Do you mind if I touch your skin?” Elizabeth asked in a professional tone.

“Sure, go ahead,” the college student answered, nervous that a near stranger would be touching her in an intimate way.

Elizabeth reached out and rubbed Faye’s shoulder with her open palm, caressing up and down. By natural reaction, Faye flinched a little, then tried to relax.

“I thought so,” Elizabeth noted. “Sexual inexperience? Intimacy issues? Have you ever been abused?”

“Never been abused, I’m just someone with strong beliefs. That’s how I was raised.”

Elizabeth’s eyebrow rose. “Ever have sex with a guy?”

“No.” Faye shook her head meekly, embarrassed by the admission.

Faye shook her head even faster. “Never done that either.”

“Oral sex? Giving or receiving?”

Faye tensed. “No and no.”

There was a sudden hunger in Elizabeth’s eyes; a bright spark of enjoyment caused by the unexpected news.

“I respect that completely,” Elizabeth said in admiration. “Your purity is something to be cherished. I truly mean that.”

“Yeah, well it’s not exactly great for my social life. And, well, it’s not exactly the best feeling after a long day.”

Faye briefly raised her eyebrows suggestively, and they both knew what Faye meant: that she was a sexually pent up young college women and that on some nights she craved something a little more than simple masturbation.

“Perfectly understandable,” Elizabeth said. “I remember being your age. It must be rough.”

Faye blushed. “Kind of.”

“Don’t worry sweetie, I won’t corrupt you, but in order to rebuild you, we’ll have to work from scratch. Do you wish to proceed?”

“I’d like to keep an open mind,” Faye nodded confidently.

Elizabeth pressed the college student’s shoulders and turned her to the side, so that they both faced the full-length mirror together.

That was when Elizabeth pulled the sports bra away, revealing the delicate pink nipples at the end of Faye’s small, pointed tits. Faye’s natural reaction was to try and cover her breasts with her hands, but she resisted the urge, and kept her arms to her sides.

Then Elizabeth reached down to pull Faye’s panties away, revealing a cunt which hadn’t been shaved in a few days. Faye cursed herself for not grooming this area beforehand, but how was she supposed to know that the panties would be coming off too?

Elizabeth took a moment to admire the girl’s full nudity. She enjoyed the sight of the bare figure, and she enjoyed Faye’s nervous reluctance even more.

“You are gorgeous,” Elizabeth said, rubbing Faye’s shoulder with her fingertips. “It must be difficult remaining a virgin with a body like this. Men must be lusting after you…women too.”

Faye tensed. “I try my hardest to remain pure.”

“Every ounce of strength, I’d imagine.”

“Is this making you uncomfortable?”

Faye nodded. “Kind of. I…I’d rather stick to business, please.”

There was a hesitation in the college virgin’s voice. Elizabeth knew this situation all too well. She knew that Faye must be drenched between the legs at this point, as her instincts are never wrong when it comes to female arousal.

“Very well,” Elizabeth said. “In order to understand how to promote a product, you have to understand the consumer. Have you used the products in the gift basket yet? Have you tested them on yourself?”

“Gosh no. They’re way too expensive for me to use.”

“I’ll tell you what. I’ll purchase this gift basket. So now you can finally know what luxury feels like, and you’ll know how to explain it better with your sales pitch.”

There was pleasure in Elizabeth’s voice as she reached down to the basket to retrieve a small container. She applied the anti-aging cream around Faye’s eyes and to the sides of her mouth, not that Faye really needed it anyway.

Next came the lotions. Elizabeth went through the different bottles, gently applying them to Faye’s back and arms in a slow, deliberate motion.

This had a certain effect on Faye, and her nipples became rock hard as she looked at herself in the mirror.

“Poor thing,” Elizabeth said, gazing at the stiff nipples while rubbing the lotion. “I can only imagine how often you ache between your legs. Do you masturbate a lot?”

Faye refused to be embarrassed. “Kind of. That’s the only way to relieve myself, obviously.”

“You must be so good at it. Like I said, I do admire your purity. In fact, I actually think it’s sexy.”

Elizabeth reached down to pinch a nipple. “Yes.”

The pinch caused Faye’s body to jolt a little, but she controlled herself once Elizabeth gave a coy smile and turned away to put the lotion down.

“Now it’s time to get dressed,” Elizabeth said. “I want to see how this new suit fits you.”

For the next few minutes, Elizabeth dressed Faye like a doll. She put each garment on the college girl’s body with the utmost care, making sure it was nice and neat. First, the undergarments, then, the skirt, blouse, blazer, and heels.

As a final touch, Elizabeth reached in her pocket for lipstick and applied it to the college student’s mouth, turning Faye’s lips a bold shade of red that was both seductive and mesmerizing.

This was the new Faye. She loved the appearance and it made her look much older and far more sophisticated. She turned from side-to-side to fully appreciate how the new outfit complimented her figure.

“What do you think?” Elizabeth asked, standing back to admire the transformation.

Faye puckered her lips to set the lipstick color. “I love it. Wow, I can see why you’re so highly touted. I can barely recognize myself.”

“All I did was emphasize your best assets. But this is only the first step in transforming you into an effective businesswoman.”

“Your confidence,” Elizabeth stated. “I notice you’re a little passive at times, a little unsure of yourself. Maybe even a little shy. But that’s okay. You’re young. You’re a college student. We can fix it.”

“How?” Faye asked, thirsting for knowledge.

“I’ll have to make a new plan. When I made the old plan I didn’t know that you were a virgin.”

This made Faye intensely curious. “What was the old plan?”

“It’s a little irrelevant now, but I was going to take you to an exclusive fitness center where successful corporate women go to relax. You could have worked on your advertising skills there. That was the old plan, though.”

“That doesn’t sound very risque. I can do that.”

Elizabeth smiled, “You wouldn’t like the environment. Those ladies can be rather aggressive, especially towards pretty young things like yourself.”

A surge of bravery overcame Faye. She needed to be brave. She wanted to be brave. Whatever the secret to success was, she desired it. At this point, with her new suit on, she was simply unstoppable.

“I’m ready for anything,” Faye said fiercely. “I’ve been around competitive people my entire life. This wouldn’t phase me.”

Elizabeth studied the college student for a moment. “How about a test to see how much you can handle? It’ll be simple, and it’ll let me know if you’re ready for the next step.”

The certainty in Faye’s eyes was unwavering. That is, until she saw Elizabeth reach inside the gift basket for a small container of oil. Whatever Elizabeth had in mind, it must have been deviant.

Elizabeth opened the container and put a few drops of the oil on the tip of her finger. Then she rubbed her fingers together, coating the tips.

“Don’t flinch,” Elizabeth said. “Don’t worry, either. You’ll still be a virgin after this.”

There was a devilish grin on Elizabeth’s face as she slipped her hand underneath Faye’s office skirt, and then into her panties.

Faye gasped at the blatant intrusion. This woman, whom she had only recently met, was now rubbing her clitoris with oil. It was the first time her vagina had ever been touched by anyone besides a doctor, and Elizabeth was certainly no doctor. Whatever this was, whatever the goal, Faye was determined to pass. Faye kept her face straight and looked Elizabeth in the eyes while this was happening.