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-Hi, I just want to say that this story is kind of large so that's the reason i'm split it in two parts, hope you like it.-
"Hey Millie, I'm the one who put the control device on it. It's my turn to have fun" Inside a group of ballerinas were apparently fighting over some kind of strange remote control, in front of them was another motionless and expressionless ballerina looking at the horizon, however, this ballerina was not a girl, but an unfortunate boy who had been dressed against his will in that way. "What does that matter Daniela? I'm the one who bought the device, it's only fair that it's my turn to control it" Millie snatched the control from Daniela and started pressing buttons and saying a few words. "Ok cutie, how about we start with a bow and then tie my slippers, got it?" Millie pressed one last button and as if by magic, the boy turned around and walked backwards to delicately grab the skirt of the dress he was wearing, crossed his legs and made a rather delicate and feminine curtsy, as he finished he was heading to tie Millie's slippers, but stopped completely when the other girl in the group snatched the control away from her. "Sophie, what's the matter with you! It was my turn" "You already did something with him, it's my turn... I got it, come with me Paul, let's get you prettier" Sophie runs towards the changing rooms pulling by the hand the boy who can vaguely walk of his own free will and they lock themselves in, leaving the other two girls excluded.
"Ok Paul, come sit next to me, it's make up time, oh yes, I'm going to let you can talk again at your will and tell me about your experience" Sophie timed Paul's actions and then started to do his make up as if he has been used to it all his life. "What if I enjoy this you ask me? Clearly I don't enjoy it!" Paul burst out in fury, but he was still very focused on his makeup. "But Paul, just watch you, you make yourself up like a young lady with no experience whatsoever, it's clear that under our control you can do perfect things you never imagined you could do" "Sure... like curtsey perfect or dress like a sissy, that kind of thing, right?" Paul was silent as he was applying lipstick."Listen, it all depends on you enjoying every moment... oh god, you must cross your legs if you don't want everyone to see under your dress, understand Paul?" Sophie with control commanded Paul to cross his legs, an action Paul does once she finishes commanding him. Suddenly as he finishes his make-up, the other two girls manage to open the door to confront Sophie....