Gameshow

Hello there dudes and dudettes!

I am back again with a new caption, this time around about a son that will partake in a gameshow to win a great price. At least hopefully!

And with that I say my goodbyes for now, and until next time stay happy and healthy!

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"Mom, I am not so sure about this anymore," Steve told his mother, trying his best to push his new long locks of hair out his face with his right hand while steadying himself on the railing with his left. "You don`t need to be self-conscious, honey, you look great! Just like a younger version of myself!" Steve`s mother replied, holding a camera up to film her feminized son walking down the stairs. "But that is the problem!" Steve shouted before losing his footing in his unfamiliar heels, and only his hand on the railing prevented him from falling down the stairs. "That`s it, I changed my mind" he continued after recovering. "I don`t want to do this anymore." "Well, it is a bit too late for that, Hannah" Steve`s mother answered, her brows furrowing and her smile vanishing. "I spent too much time and effort to make you look like that for you to just quit now!" she continued, watching her son wilt under her stern glare. "Just think of the money, sweety, ok?" his mother now said with a much softer voice. "This won`t take long, you will be back to normal in no time". "Ok..." Steve mumbled, knowing she was right.

This all began a few weeks ago. Steve`s mother was always a big fan of "Anny`s Makeover Show", a show about a contestant changing their life with the help of a stylist. Lanky nerdy guys that could not hold a conversation with a woman that was not their mom were turned into confident strapping bucks, and overweight cat ladies were turned into a teenage boy's wet dream. And recently, for their 5th anniversary, the studio decided that everyone could partake in a contest: Whoever got the most votes for their incredible work would get a sizeable amount of money for them and their stylist. And the moment Steve`s mother saw this on TV she just knew she had to partake, and what better project than to turn her son into a younger copy of herself?

When she approached her son about the idea he immediately refused, calling it a stupid idea, but when she told him about the prizemoney he became hesitant, and after a few days of begging, pleading, and bribing Steve finally agreed to let his mother give him a makeover. After he agreed she squealed in joy and immediately dragged him upstairs to the bathroom. "Strip down so we can get started, honey" was all she said before rummaging through the cupboard. Steve did as he was told, asking himself if it was such a good idea to agree to this, and once he was completely naked his mother handed him a tube. "Put this on your body and let it sit until I come back" she just said before leaving the room.

After a few minutes she returned, holding a bag and a bunch of clothes in her hands, but when she saw her son she immediately began to frown. "Your whole body, Stevie!" his mother just said, grabbing the tube from his hands before beginning to slather his still uncovered head and face with the cream. After a while, Steven felt an uncomfortable stinging sensation on every part of his skin. "It burns" he whine to his mother, who just smiled assuringly. "That just means it is working!" and after a few minutes of this horrible sensation, his mother began to wash off the cream. And much to Steven`s horror all of his body-hair was washed off also, slowly flowing down the drain. Even his eyebrows, beard and hair were not safe, leaving him completely bald. "My hair!" Steven cried out, tears forming in his eyes. "Don`t worry deary, this is only temporary. It will all grow back in a few weeks" his mother assured him before grabbing the bag.

"Now to give you a more feminine figure" she said, pulling out another tube, this time glue. And this time she did not hand it over, but instead she put on a glove and slathered it in glue before grabbing his willy and pulling it as far back between his legs as possible, making sure it was neatly covered in glue and stayed put. Next, she took out a dirty blonde, shoulder-length wig which she filled with glue before putting it on his head. After giving her son some new hair she pulled a small bottle and a syringe out of her bag. "W-What is this?!" Steven shrieked, looking fearful at the needle. "Shh, no need to worry sweety. This is collagen. Normally girls use this for their lips, but we will use it to give you some tits." "Isn`t that going a bit too far?!" "No, going far is what will get us the win." she said in a soothing voice. "And don`t worry, nothing of this is permanent" she continued after seeing her son`s skeptical look. And with that she brought the syringe to Steve`s chest, inserted it near his nipple and started the injections, doing them over and over again, watching his chest grow and grow until it slightly surpassed even her own mature bossom. "See, it was not so bad, was it? And since you are already slender we don`t even have to put a corset on you, isn`t that good news?" she asked her son, who was too busy gently rubbing his now sore chest and massaging his now rock-hard and puffy nipples to answer.

And without waiting much longer his mother continued with her son`s transformation. She started by grabbing a pair of black lace panties which she pulled up his legs, making sure that the front was nice and flat, before doing the same with some nylon pantyhose. After that she grabbed a white blouse which she put onto his torso, making sure to leave the top part slightly unbuttoned, giving everyone a good view of his new chest. The blouse was complimented by a black skirt that reached mid-thigh and flared out to the sides. Steve`s mother pulled it up his now feminine legs, pulling it up just below his navel, making sure to tuck his new blouse into the hem of the skirt. The last article of clothing she put onto her son where a pair of black 4-inch stilettos, but since they were hers she struggled quite a bit to put them onto his bigger feet.

After the clothing was done Steve`s mother moved on to the last step of his transformation. She began by cacking his face in foundation, leaving no sign of masculinity behind. She then drew on some thin arches for his new eyebrows before gluing on some long fake eyelashes which she covered in mascara and applying some glittery eyeshadow. Next she moved on to his lips which she coated with some nude lipstick. Lastly, she put his hair in slight curls, framing his face in blonde locks, before filing his fingernails into a feminine fashion and applying white polish to the tips. "And done" she said, stepping back to take a good look at her hard work. She then grabbed a mirror and showed Steve his new look, and he could not believe his eyes. Here he was, looking like an exact replica of his mother, only younger and with slightly bigger boobs, and his mouth dropped open in shock. "Oh my, don`t you just look precious?" his mother exclaimed, ignoring his look of shock. "Now how about we go down and you pose for some pictures, Hannah?"

After nearly an hour of taking pictures and videos, Steve`s mother finally finished, but before she let him alone she told him he should practice walking in heels since the competition is still a few days away. "We will surely win this! There is no way others did more expressive stuff than us" the woman thought to herself, checking out the progress of their competitors. But the moment she looked up what they were up to all her confidence died an ugly death. "How can somebody pull off a race change? And this one even is going for SRS?!" With those thoughts running around in her head Steven`s mom looked at her son, not knowing how she can explain to him that they probably won`t be the winning team. Or how she can explain to him that there is no way they could afford the solvent for the industrial glue she used or that they won`t have the money to remove his new chest without the prizemoney. "Looks like Hannah will be staying for quite some time. At least I have the daughter I always wanted now".