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Chris sat down at the dining room table lazily eating his bowl of cereal, just as he normally would, wondering about the day he had ahead of him. After weeks of eyeing this girl at the school yard, he finally gained enough courage to walk up to her and ask if she would like to go and see a movie with him, and she said "YES". A smile appeared on his face as he pictured his cute date in his head. The girl in question was Diana. Diana was quite tall for a girl (1.75 m). She had long dirty-blonde hair and she always played with it. Some days she wore it in buns, other days she had pigtails and other times it was a side-ponytail. Another thing about her was that she never seemed to wear any make-up, which made her look more natural. This was a huge surprise since Chris, at least as far as he was concerned, wasn't that fun to look at. He wasn't particularly muscular, he had long hair (just a tad longer than shoulder-length) and his face was... too cute (His twin sister made sure that he never forgets that). Despite all of this, Diana still said "YES" to Chris's invitation. Needless to say, Chris could hardly wait for his date.

He had it all planned. He would pick her up at her house, they would watch a musical together, then he would take her out to his favorite diner, where he had already made plans with the owner to make their table a bit more romantic, and finally he would take her home and, if it all went according to plan, he would score a kiss. It was perfect, nothing could go wrong.

His dreaming was suddenly interrupted by the loud banging on the stairs. His twin sister Sarah came down for breakfast. She patted Chris's head and messed up his long bed-hair as she sat down across the table from him. Unlike Chris, Sarah was dressed to the nines. Her hair was neatly tied in a bun. She wore some red lipstick and she was dressed very business-like. She was also wearing high-heeled shoes. This was puzzling to Chris.

"Morning Sarah. Umm... you look,... very... ", he was trying to find the words.
Sarah smiled at him, knowing that her brother in awe because of her looks.
"Thanks, you're sweet Chris!", she said.
"Yeah, but, why are you dressed like that?" he asked. Sarah was no stranger to dressing up formally and neatly, but it was very unusual for her to be dressed like this, especially so early.
"Oh, don't you ever listen? I have that job interview today", she said.
"Wait, you mean that job at a boutique that you were talking about?", he asked.
"I guess you do listen to your big sister sometimes", said Sarah.
Sarah was only 18 and was about 2 minutes older than Chris and she always loved to point it out whenever Chris would make a mistake or do something wrong. Despite all of this, they had a great brother and sister relationship.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, your two-minute younger brother can't remember anything, I know. But, why on earth are you dressed so formally for a boutique job. If I hadn't known any better, I'd say you were after an office job", Chris explained.
"Well", Sarah started "You know how the saying goes : Dress to impress. Besides, I had help looking this good".
"Oh ok, then", Chris went back to eating his cereal. Sarah poured her cereal into her bowl and also started eating extremely carefully, trying not to mess up her outfit.
Suddenly Chris realized something.
"Hang on Sis", he pointed a finger at his twin sister "You said you've had help getting ready. It's 8 am, nobody has come into the house today and I'm pretty sure none of your friends spent the night here. So what kind of help did you get?".
"Darn", she murmured "Caught. You are sharp this morning dear brother", she admitted defeat.
"Fine", she let go of her spoon, closed her eyes, opened them again and started explaining "I hate keeping secrets from you but I promised Luca (my sister's best friend) I wouldn't tell you".

"Tell me what? " asked Chris. "What did Luca and her mom make now".
"I really wish I can tell you, but I can't, at least not yet. Sorry.", Sarah apologized.
"Ok, let me guess", they made an app that helps you pick the correct outfit. No wait, a machine that recycles clothes and makes them seem new and trendy?" he guessed.

Luca and her mom were really nice neighbors that lived a few blocks. Luca's mom worked in as head Engineer in some factory while Luca was a science major. The two of them were quite a team. They often would tinker and play around with stuff and would often even invent things, mostly something useless, according to Chris, such as an automatic toilet seat cleaner, or an automatic window cleaner, but sometimes they would even impress Chris with a perfect pop-corn maker or a phone app that would help you study. Either way, they were fun to be around. Luca and Sarah were best friends. They would do stuff together all the time, at least from what Chris could tell. Luca was the smart one and Sarah was the pretty one. Not that Sarah was dumb, far from it, but she definitely had a talent for dressing and looking good. She would often help Luca dress up, or teach her how to do make-up, while Luca would help her with homework or a science project. Luca and Chris didn't really hang out but they respected each other.

"I really wish I could tell you. Look, it's in my room right now and, you know I usually don't ask you to do this, but, can you please stay out of my room, at least until I get back", she asked.
Chris did see Sarah and Luca carrying a bunch of boxes to Sarah's room in the last few days. When he offered to help them carry the stuff, both of them, almost rudely declined, saying how girls are strong too and can carry their own stuff. Were those things part of what helped Sarah get ready for her interview.

Also both Chris and Sarah had never had problems with barging into each others room unannounced whenever they felt like it, so this request seemed really weird.

"Are you afraid I will break something?", he asked confusingly.
"No, I know you are very careful around electronics but... ", before she could finish Chris interrupted her.
"Oh so it's a computer? Awesome, can I see?", he was about to get up from his chair and run up to his sister's room but before he could even get up, Sarah grabbed his hand. Chris noticed that his sister's hand felt softer and more delicate than usual, not to mention her perfectly manicured crimson nails. It was almost as if Sarah was a hand model.
"Please brother dearest, just wait until I get back and I promise I will show it to you. The thing is very early in development and I'm worried something might go wrong if you even step into my room". she begged her brother.

What on earth did Luca and her mom invent. It had to be something that helped Sarah look that good. While it seemed boring in his head, he still wondered how it worked. But, despite the curiosity, he decided to be a good brother.
"Fine, but you promise you will show me the thing when you get back?" he smiled.
Sarah smiled back and kissed him on the cheek, which left a red kiss mark on it.
"I promise", she said, "But not tonight, because I have a girl's night out, so tomorrow morning OK?"
Her twin brother nodded.

After she finished her bowl, she got up and headed for the door.
"Wish me luck bro", she said.
"You'll knock their socks... stockings... tights... whatever off in that outfit sis" he said jokingly.
"Thanks" she replied, and left.

As curious as Chris was about what was in Sarah's room, he wanted to honor the promise he made to his sister. Either way you look at it, he had better things to think about than some silly invention.
Maybe this will be a topic he can talk to his date about tonight.

Since it was late July, there was no school, so Chris had until 8 pm to kill. Their parents were also on vacation to which both Chris and Sarah were invited. They denied the request jokingly saying they would rather have school during the summer than spend another vacation with their parents.
 
Chris finished his breakfast, finally, finished his bathroom routine and headed for town to have fun.
The thing about Chris was that he had always been the nerdy, unsociable type. At least that's what most people though of him. He was skinny, didn't play sports so he lacked buffed muscles and his hair was longer than most boys. It also didn't help that people would often mistake him for his sister especially since they were twins. Despite his looks and and attitude, Chris enjoyed company but only with people he found worthy, he liked to play the clarinet and he aspired to become an actor. An executive introvert, that's how Chris would often describe himself. He was also a person who enjoyed some "alone-time", which is why he could be sat in his room for hours, writing stories, playing video games or even making music.
Going out that night with Diana was a big deal to him. Most girls he found interesting and fun like Diana already had boyfriends, or at least told him they had boyfriends, so Diana was quite a lucky find for Chris.
He decided to completely relax before his date so he went to the mall to look at some games, browse some musical equipment and get some fast food. Even though, he tried to avoid fast food whenever possible, it always made him calm down and relax, so he only had burgers and fries on special occasions such as this one.

The outing really worked, as the day went by, many busy mall shoppers couldn't help but notice the large smile young Chris had on his face.

At about 6:30 pm Chris just came back home. He dropped him stuff in the living room. He had bought some expensive music sheets and had gotten a good deal on a used video game. It was time to start early preparations for the date.

Chris went upstairs towards his room but stopped in front of his sister's room. The doors were closed but something else caught Chris' eye. The room was darkened from the inside. Usually Chris was able to see a little bit of light coming from his sister's room, even at almost 7 pm, but now it seemed darker. What the hell was in that room, he thought. She obviously didn't want anyone to see it from the window. THE WINDOW, YES! Chris ran outside and around the house to where his sister's window was overlooking. He looked up and his suspicion was confirmed. Large green curtains covered Sarah's room and not a single ray of sun or other light could get through. Whatever Luca and her mom made was big.

No time to think about it now, Christ thought. It was high time to get ready. Chris spent the next 10 minutes showering, after which, he picked a nice shirt and then combed his hair. He picked a nice pair of jeans and used a damp cloth to wipe the little bits of dirt from his shoes.

"Right almost time to go. Just need to grab my wallet and I'm off", he took his wallet from him desk. As he was about to put it in his pocket he opened it just to check if everything was in order.

"What the hell?!", he yelled loudly. "Where the F***?", he dug through his wallet insanely, dropping all of his library and member cards all around him. He was missing money. The secret pocket that was conveniently hidden on the very inside of his wallet was empty. Chris was sure that he had stashed at least 50 $ in there. He only had about 15 $ in his wallet which wasn't nearly enough to do everything he planned to do on his date.

He started to panic, but then stopped and started to think.
"Ok Chris, don't panic", he told himself, "Think, there has to be some money in the house. Mom and Dad did leave you a credit card for emergency but I'll never make it in time. Doyle and Dave are both broke, so that leaves.... SARAH! Of course!".

Chris knew that his twin sister was always better prepared with money and he even knew where her "secret stash" was. Heck, Sarah did say that Chris is welcome to borrow money anytime. It seemed to Chris that his Sister would save his ass again, except for that promise he made.

Chris stood in front of his sister's darkened closed room again. He remembered what he had promised his sister and felt terrible about what he was about to do but, DAMN IT, this was an emergency, a love crisis, and if anyone would understand it, Sarah would.

Chris gently grabbed the door handle and carefully opened the door just enough to see what was in. Unfortunately he couldn't see anything. Nothing but pitch darkness could be seen from the room. He leaned in through the little opening to reach for the light switch. With his feet still outside his sister's room, he flipped the switch but it wasn't working. Why on earth was the light switch not functioning? She must have unscrewed her light-bulbs, but why?

"I guess, I'm going in", he thought.

He squeezed in through the crack and tried to open the door further so that the light from the hallway could enter the room and illuminate it a little bit more. However, the door would not open much more than the crack he made when he walked in. Chris tried to yank it towards the inside of the room but something was blocking the door. He felt around the surface of the door and felt something metallic and heavy. What on earth? Did Luca install a huge lock on the inside of the room? Why on earth would she do that? He was so confused but he had to get more light into the room.

"Come on, open already", Chris yelled angrily, thinking how he might be late for his date because of this.
He yanked at the door more and more. In each of his attempts he tried to use more strength than the last time, but he sill limited himself so he wouldn't break the door. He stopped, to take a break, with his hand still on the door and he accidentally pushed the door forward. The door closed and the very second it closed it he was in complete darkness followed by a clicking sound which made him drop the knob. It was obvious that the door had locked itself. "Ah crap, now what", he yelled.

Just as he was about to start panicking, a different set of lights illuminated the room. It was clear why Sarah wanted Chris to stay away from her room.

From the bottom up, there were cable's everywhere. They were not messy, heck they were well organized and it would be hard to trip over them, but they were still very thick and very noticeable. as he looked up he noticed a ball-shaped device on his sister's desk big enough to put someone's head it. The regular spinning chair that used to be parked at the desk was replaced by a much metallic-looking leather chair that seemed to have some commands on each arm. The windows were, of course, covered by green curtains. There was also a large silver metallic wall where Sarah's closet was, or maybe used to be, he thought. This was beginning to scare him but then he noticed that in each corner of Sarah's wall, there were some flickering devices. Were those motion sensors?

"Hmm... motion sensors... round shaped thing... that could fit on your head... wires everywhere. Of course, it all made sense.
Luca and her mom were building a Virtual Reality gaming station.

"Of course, it's all here", he thought, smiling and looking around the room. "The dome has to be the headgear, although it is kinda big for a headset. The motion sensors are there to detect your movement. The metallic thing on the closet must be the interface screen and the chair... hmmm... I guess it must be for those VR games where you sit?", Chris tried to make sense of the whole equipment in the room.

"Well, obviously, this is what helped Sarah get ready for the interview today, but how can VR equipment help you get dressed". He wondered for a minute and than just accepted that it must have been used for a dress up game or something.
Either way, Luca and her mom have really outdone themselves. Just as he was about to inspect everything a bit more thoroughly, he realized why he was in his sister's room in the first place.

"Oh yeah, crap, what am I thinking, I have a date to go to", he carefully tip-toed (even thought it wasn't necessary) towards his sister's desk where he took a nice good look at the headgear. Unlike other VR headsets, this one was much larger, and seemed heavier. It also smelled... nice, like a girl. Figures, Luca and Sarah are girls.
He, opened one of the drawers and found the lucky Hello Kitty box. The box had several 100$ bills. Chris only took one, and then neatly slid the box back at it's original position.

"Thanks, sis", he said quietly, "Right, time to go", as much as he wanted to test the VR equipment, he realized that he had already broken his promise and didn't want to make things any worse, so he tiptoed back towards the door.
He tried to twist the knob but was really surprised that he couldn't. What the heck now? Why on earth would they install a locking mechanism to the door. He looked around the door. It had a very large, almost barbaric lock, that covered the whole keyhole. The more Chris inspected this lock, the more he figured how hard it would be to get out of the room.

Chris, again, told himself not to panic, so he looked at the door. Sure enough, there was a wire connected to the door. He decided to follow it. The wire went around the wall and back into the metallic chair. He didn't want to sit on the chair, so he carefully looked at the little screen that was on one of the arms of the chair. There were, in fact two screens, and both of them displayed the same message: "Error, preset body shape does not match".

Body shape does not match? He thought for a second and then snapped his fingers to what that must mean. This VR equipment must be so accurate it actually measures your body. Luca and her mom had really done an exceptional job he thought. Everything that was in the room made sense for a VR play-field expect for the door lock. Why did the door lock? He couldn't figure that one out. Maybe it was an error, but why install such a huge lock in the first place. Perhaps Luca and her mom thought that the room needed to be locked in case anyone came into the room during a VR game. That must have been it. Still, it seemed strange to him.

"Okay focus Chris", he told himself loudly "I've got to get out of here". He looked around the chair and noticed a control pad. The buttons were surprisingly very standard. There were arrow keys, an OK button, an Exit button, nothing unusual. There was also an auto button that seemed to have been switched on. Chris looked around for the "DOOR" or "RELEASE" button or anything similar.
He couldn't find anything and time was running out. He pressed the "END" button, but nothing happened. Then he tried the arrow keys but nothing happened. Finally he had had enough so he just pressed all the buttons he could see, but again, nothing happened. The machine seemed like a computer that had crashed.

"Crap, crap, crap, what now", he though about going through the window but he didn't feel like jumping from the first floor and breaking his leg.
"Maybe there is a hard off-switch button", he thought. He started looking around the new items in his sister's room for a button that resembled an off switch or at least a reset button. He wasn't tip-toeing anymore because he felt like he had already learned the layout of the room.
Finally after two minutes of searching he found a tiny red button covered by a small lid on the metallic screen where Sarah's closet used to be. He knew that something was bound to happen once that button was pushed so he took a deep breach and pressed it.

The lights went out again. After a second a computer boot-up noise could be heard. The lights finally turned on and Chris could see again. He went back towards the chair and noticed lines of code being displayed and disappearing. Finally a message that he could understand popped. Creating new profile.
"Oh, crap", he thought, and ran towards the door. Unfortunately it was still locked.
"Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap...", he yelled.
He noticed the motion sensors flicker on the corners. Were they trying to scan his body.
He went back towards the tiny chair screen and noticed that there was a loading bar that was almost full. How did that thing even scan his body if he ran towards the door so fast? Don't these things require you to do movements or stand still? Regardless, moving or standing still, the motion sensors were busy, as was the loading screen. The loading screen was at around 90%.
"I guess it's worth a shot to create a profile and hope this thing will let me out", he thought.

Tired from all the panicking Chris decide to embrace the situation he was in. He obviously wasn't going to get out until this machine decided to let him go, so he may as well play along. He sat on the very comfortable chair and watched as the loading screens on either arms of the chairs were filling. Meanwhile the motion sensors were still flickering.

Scanning complete. The machine loaded a little bit and finally displayed a message: "Profile created. Welcome TESTUSER".
Finally after that message, Chris smiled as he saw a message that seemed familiar to him. "Select option", and a list of options was displayed underneath it.

"YES, FINALLY, WE ARE GETTING SOMEWHERE", Chris yelled at the machine.
The screen went into loading mode and displayed another message: "COMMAND NOT RECOGNIZED. PLEASE SPEAK CLEARLY. RETURNING TO MENU".
It even has voice command, Chris thought. Sweet.

"Open door", he shouted.
Almost immediately after he had said that the machine loaded for a second and displayed the same error message again.
"Open exit", he said.
The same error message appeared after the loading screen.
"Exit.Open.Return.Purge.Delete.Emergency.Alt F4. Control Alt Delete. F1", Chris was saying every single computer command he knew that might make the machine open the door for him.
Alas, he always got the same message in the end.

Finally Chris could not take it any more. He grabbed the doorknob with both of his hands and angrily started pulling on it.
"Please... get... this... stupid... door... open... so... I... can... go... to... my... date!" said Chris saying one word every time he pulled on the door as hard as he could.
Ding. The machine actually made a pleasant sound instead of it's usual error sound.
This surprised Chris, so he turned around to inspect.
Surely enough. Something must have triggered the machine to work.
Some of the lights started flickering on the chair and around the metallic interface.

After a few seconds the metallic interface... opened.

"Huh?", Chris was confused as he really thought that it was a screen.

"uBeauty online", the machine spoke (with Luca's voice) "Please sit on the chair"

Chris was confused. He did not expect the machine to talk. Then again, Sarah did say that the machine was very early in development. Also what did the machine say? uBeauty?

"OH CRAP", suddenly, everything made sense to Chris as he realized that this was not a VR station.

"Please sit on the chair", the machine repeated.

Even before the machine could finish that last sentences, Chris, now panicking, was pulling on the door with all his might.

"Please sit on the chair", the machine with Luca's voice said again.

Chris was barely listening, as he could picture what could happen to him if he didn't get out of that room fast enough.

"Helping hands online. Please relax. The safety bars are here for your safety and convenience", as the machine said that something could be heard coming from the metallic closet.
Chris turned around only to see a bunch of metallic, snake-like, hands, heading towards him. Chris wanted to scream but was too surprised and scared to even mutter a sound.

The snake like things grabbed a different part of Chris's body parts. Two of them grabbed a wrist, the other two grabbed an ankle and, the last one, the widest one, grabbed Chris by the waist.
Chris offered little resistance as he was still in shock from the sight he was seeing. The shock was far from over however as each of the metallic hands actually lifted him off the ground and started carrying him towards the chair. This caused Chris to snap out of it a little bit and he started to struggle. However, he couldn't move much. While the grips from the metallic arms were actually very comfortable, he could not even more a muscle. He tried as hard as he could to break free but all he could manage was to gently move his elbows or knees.

The metallic hands sat him on the chair gently. Chris figured they would let him go now, but each arm of the chair actually restrained his wrist with a metallic brace. The same thing happened with his ankles and around his waist.
"Please do not be alarmed. You are very safe. The safety measurements are here to provide precision", Luca's voice explained. "Current attire scanning in progress".

"Oh boy, here it comes", said Chris as he realized that there was no way to get out of this situation right now.
 
The machine scanned him for a minute and then said: "Inappropriate body hair found on several parts of the body. Cleansing initiated".
"Wait what?", but before he could even finish that thought, the metallic arms came back, grabbed the same parts of Chris's body again and lifted him up again.
As he was hanging there, very comfortably, above the floor, three more hands came out of the closet. One hand started taking off Chris's shoes and socks, while two of them, working together with the hands that were holding his limbs, took off his Shirt and undershirt. After removing his clothes they headed back towards the closet and immediately headed back towards Chris who was now wearing only his pants and underwear.
Again, working together with the metallic hands that held him, they removed Chris's pants and underwear.
Chris felt like an oversized newborn as he was held up in the air naked against his will.

The three hands that took his clothes came back, only this time, there were no grippers. Each one was holding something different. One was holding a tube, which appeared to be shaving foam, and the other two appeared to be holding something sparkly and round. Chris knew that there was no point in struggling from his comfortable prison so he just sat there and watched the cleansing.

The tube-holding-hand, went around Chris's legs spraying a foam on them. The foam smelled very minty and it seemed to spread equally around each part of Chris's legs. Once the foam was spread out around both of his legs, the other two hands started touching them. Chris realized that those must be electric shaver's as they went around Chris's legs, removing all his leg hair and making his legs, smooth. Chris had always thought that shaving your legs was a painful experience, but he felt almost nothing. While this was going on the wrist-holding metallic hands lifted both Chris's arms up and the foam hand sprayed a little bit of foam under each armpit. When the shaver hands were done with Chris's legs they moved on to the armpits, which were finished in about a minute. The wrist-hands lowered Chris's arms back to their original position as the other three hands went back to the closet. The scanner started scanning his, now hairless, body. Every few second's a shaving arm would pop out to fix a spot that they missed.

Chris again felt like a newborn, except this time Chris had very smooth, sexy legs. Looking at them, it was hard for him to grasp that the legs he was looking at were actually his. Not only were they silky smooth, but they almost glowed.

"Cleansing complete. Dressing initiated", said the machine.

"Oh hell no", was Chris's response to the voice he just heard as he began to struggle again. At first the struggling didn't help much but when he saw that the hands were bringing out a pair of black cotton panties with a bow at the front and a see through part on each side, he started struggling more than ever. As the panties were getting closer to him he swung both of his arms as hard as he could that he actually managed to yank them out of the comfortable grips.

"Yes", he said having freed his arms. However, his waist and legs were still trapped and the panties were still getting closer. As they neared his body, with his arms, he grabbed the metallic arms that were bringing the panties, and held them in place.

The uBeauty started to make weird sounds and Chris was sure they were not good sound.
The error sound could be heard again and then suddenly the arms with the panties stopped moving towards him.
The machine seemed to have powered down and the room became dark again.

"Holy crap, time to get out of here", said Chris to himself. While the grip on his waist and ankles was still there, it was much looser now and, with little effort, he was slowly escaping his prison.
He had no idea what time it must have been, but he was sure that he was extremely late for his date.
He yanked out both of his legs out and was now only trapped by his waist. He managed to squeeze out of it by raising his arms and jiggling around. He fell down to the floor through the waist restrain.

Not bothering to look for his clothes he ran straight to the door. As soon as he grabbed the door he yanked it as hard as he could on and the door actually opened without any resistance.
The sight of the opened door made his so happy. He could see his freedom from the feminine prison. Unfortunately, the very second he saw the lid hallway of his house, the uBeauty machine powered up again.
"Re-calibration complete. Continuing dressing", said the machine with Luca's cute voice.
As the day he was born, Chris ran out of the room with the speed he didn't even knew he had. He ran downstairs and literally jumped towards the front door.
He felt a sign of relief. No matter how advanced the machine was, it couldn't get him way over here... or at least that's what he thought.
The original 5 metallic arms, somehow made it down the stairs, avoided knocking over any table, chair or ornament and actually grabbed both Chris's ankles as he was catching his breath.
"What the?", he said after being gripped again. He turned around and saw a freakishly long line of metallic hands coming from up the stairs and ending at his ankles.
"Oh, no, no, no no, no, no...", he kept repeating as the other three metallic hands again attached themselves around his wrists and his waist.
It was clear now why the door to his sister's room had to be locked.
Again he tried struggling but with less force because deep down he knew that this cycle would just keep looping.
He gave up and relaxed as his comfortable restraints carried him back to his sister's room.
The metallic hands took the naked teenager through the living room, up the stairs and back into his sisters room.
The door remained opened as Chris was brought through it.

Again, the machine lifted him slightly above the air and Chris watched again in defeat as the three new arms came at him again with the same black cotton panties.
Chris shivered a little bit as the two metallic hands, working together with the ankle holding hands, slid the panties up his smooth legs.
Once the panties were in place the dressing hands went back into the closet.

The panties were very tight, but felt extremely comfortable. Chris was embarrassed despite feeling comfortable in his new garment. Looking down at his legs, he couldn't help but secretly admire them.

The hands returned with a black training bra. Working together with the wrist hands they slid the bra on to Chris's chest.
The bra felt tight as well and weird. It hugged Chris's flat chest rather well. The hands retreated again into the closet.

As he heard the noise of clothes and metal coming from the closet Chris started wondering about his situation. He didn't even know how he was going to explain this to his date (if she would ever forgive him for not showing up), so he didn't even bother thinking about it. What really was puzzling Chris was, how did he manage to activate the uBeauty machine? He didn't remember pressing any "Start" buttons. It must have been something that he had said.

Just as he was about to think some more. The hands appeared with his sister's red party dress. Chris's eyes widened when he saw what he was about to be put in. He had only seen his Sister wear the dress once. It was for a formal party that some of their parent's rich friends threw one time and Sarah begged them to get her that dress. She did complain that the dress was very tight around the chest area, which is why she never wore it again. Chris figured that the machine must have figured that his sister's dress was perfect for a flat chest like him.
The dress itself was a bright red pencil dress. It only had one strap on the right side. The skirt went a few centimeters above the ankles (enough to show of the feet) but it also had a very long cut (almost long enough to see the panty) on the strapless side of the dress, there was a line of (probably fake) diamonds that went from just under arm and around to the cut in the skirt. Needless to say it was a very sexy dress and the thought of Chris wearing it only made his stomach turn.

As the dress was about to be put on to our hero, the machine slowed down. It very carefully lift both Chris's hands high into the air and, again working together with the restraining hands, placed the dress over his body. The remaining arms grabbed each side of the dress and gently pulled it down until they reached the desired length. When the dress was in place, the hands went around Chris and started adjusting something. Chris felt his waist getting tighter as the hands were adjusting the dress in the back. When the hands were finally satisfied with their work, they retreated back into the closet.

As for Chris, he felt really weird. Was this really how girl's clothes feel. The dress was tight but, looking down at it, he could stare at himself for hours. No wonder girls like to shop for so many dresses. Despite, the comfort, all he could think about was how to get out of those restraints.

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted as the machine started lowering him, ever so slowly, onto the ground.

"Is it over now?", he thought, but naturally, after seeing his sister this morning, he knew there was a lot more to be done.

Before his feet could touch the ground, Both Chris's feet were lowered into something tight.
This caught Chris by surprise so he tilted his head down and saw that the dressing hands had brought the matching pair of shoes Sarah wore with the dress and were placing his feet into them.
Since both him and Sarah had the same shoe size, they fit him like a glove.
When the shoes were placed on his feet, the uBeauty gently lowered him on to the ground.
As soon as his feet touched the ground he wanted to take back everything he thought about the comfort of girl's clothes. The shoes were extremely uncomfortable. These were also something his sister only wore once, if even that, because he remembered Sarah taking the shoes off and running around that formal party barefoot.
Despite the pain, they were beautiful. They were a pair of cream-colored high-heeled open-toed shoes. The heel was about 9 cm long. Right above the open toe the were a few diamonds similar to the one on the dress.

The ankle hands, let go of Chris's ankles. A few seconds later the waist hand did the same thing followed by the wrist hands. All the hands retreated to the closet.
The young teenage boy in a red party dress, high heels and sexy legs was left standing in the room. He turned around and saw a mirror. From the neck down, he saw a very sexy, yet flat chested, teenage girl in a stunning red dress equipped with killer gorgeous legs. He hated to admit it, but he loved what he saw in the mirror.

"Please sit on the chair", Luca's voice politely asked.

The boy in the red dress started thinking again fast. Last time he made a run for it, the machine easily caught him and dragged him back here, not to mention the restraints. The locked door! That must have been what was keeping the machine within Sarah's room. Without a second thought Chris started heading towards the door, only to be reminded on his second step that we was wearing beautiful shoes that were, in his opinion, impossible to walk in. He kicked them both off with a swift kick with each of his foot and grabbed the doorknob of the, now opened, door of his sisters room. He stepped out of the room while holding the doorknob and forcefully closed the door as hard as he could.

Unfortunately, the door wouldn't lock.
"Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no...", the boy in the red dress started to cry again. "Why won't you lock now! What is wrong with you?", Chris yelled while jiggling the doorknob from the outside of his sister's room.

"Please sit on the chair", Luca's voice asked again from the other side of the door.

"Screw it", Chris thought and made another break for it. This time he ran straight for his room, thinking he could at least hide out in there until his sister got home. He noticed that running in the dress was difficult because of the tightness so he lifted the skirt up with both of his hands as he headed towards his room. He entered his room and shut the door again. As he reached for the backside of the lock he noticed that the key to his room wasn't in the lock (Chris kept his room unlocked anyway, so it wasn't a big surprise).

"Crap. Where is the damn key!" he panicked while hopping barefoot in his dress. He started knocking everything off his desk desperately trying to find the key but after a minute of hopeless searching his door was gently opened and 5 familiar metallic devices came in. Chris tried to dodge them but, unsurprisingly, he was soon restrained around both ankles and wrists and carried back to his sister's room. Once back in Sarah's room the metallic hands gently placed Chris on the chair. The restraints neatly placed Chris's arms on the chair's arms and his feet on the little pad that was at the base of the chair. As soon as all of Chris's body parts were in place, the metallic restraints sprung open from the arms, from the base and from the side of the chair which grabbed and held Chris in this position. Chris was scared again.

"Please do not be alarmed. The restraints are necessary for maximum precision", Luca's voice explained.

Of course, none of that helped, because Chris was still terrified. This time he could barely breathe. His entire body was completely incapable of moving. He couldn't even wiggle his fingernails or toenails. He felt like he was sitting on an Electric Chair waiting to be executed.

"Makeup and hair treatment initiated" said the machine.
Up until now, Chris was used to seeing the metallic arms and he was expecting the familiar restraints to spring out of the closet and attack him. What he didn't expect however was only two of them to come out and gently grab a hold of the dome, that he initially thought was a VR headset, and place it on his head. The metallic arms placed the dome on his head. It was dark inside but a warm glow was coming from each of the sides.
Now apart from being able to move, Chris was unable to see anything. None of the domes sides were touching any part of Chris's head as the dome was much bigger than it. In fact it seemed to Chris as if he was under a very large bell.

He could hear the arms that had placed the dome on his head retreat back into the closet and once they were gone Chris was able to hear all kinds of tiny little noises coming all around the dome.
Sounds of swishing, twirling, tiny fans, things getting screwed and unscrewed, bottles opening and the like. A second later he could feel very gentle and ticklish things attacking his face. He couldn't see what was happening but he had a pretty good idea. Something soft started rubbing on each of Chris's cheeks while something else was blow drying his hair along with something in the back which was clipping and styling it. Whatever that last thing was it was stinging him a little bit. The feeling of something touching his cheeks had stopped and had moved on to his eyes.
Reflexively, Chris kept them closed during this whole ordeal and it seemed the uBeauty machine didn't mind. Something incredebly soft was massaging each eyelid. It was very ticklish and Chris just wanted it to end. Meanwhile, the thing in the back that was playing with Chris' hair started doing something else and Chris's head was starting to feel just a tad heavier.

Chris could feel that the machine was done with his eyelids. As the thing in the back was making Chris's head even heavier, two gentle fingers, very gently started poking Chris's eyes. At first he was ignoring it but then he opened his eyes and they stopped. Naturally he couldn't see anything so he closed them again. As soon as he closed his eyes, the poking continued. It was obvious that the uBeauty wanted Chris's eyes open so he decided to keep them because he figured that the machine would probably find a way to physically keep the open if he didn't cooperate. A gentle thing started touching the insides of Chris's eyes. He wanted to blink but was scared of what might happen if he did. The thing that was touching the sides of his eyes circled around each eye and then retreated. After that something sticky was placed on each of his eyelids and pressed a little bit. Chris feared as to what he will look like once the dome came off. He took a deep breath and in the middle of it, something soft that smelled sweet started touching his lips. This caught him by surprise so he just kept his mouth in that position. Whatever was touching his lips made a few circles around both Chris's upper and bottom lip. When the lips were finished, the thing retreated. Chris was left to stare blankly into the inside of the darkened dome as that annoying thing in the back was now seriously stinging his hair. Not only did his hair feel heavier, but it felt like something was going thorough it. He sat there for another 5 minutes and finally it stopped.

He could hear the metallic hands come out of the closet again and they gently started to remove his done. Chris was not looking forward to seeing the end results. The dome was off but Chris couldn't see his reflection as there wasn't a mirror in front of him. He knew that there was a full length mirror right behind him but he couldn't get out of the chair and look as he was still very much restrained.

Luca's voice started speaking again.
"Makeup and hair treatment complete. Finishing touches initiated".
The metallic hands started emerging from the closet carrying shiny things which had to be jewellery. Chris's head was allowed to tilt forward a little bit as two metallic hands tied a golden neck-less around his neck. He blinked as they were doing so, and realized how heavy his eyes felt. Two clip-on-earrings, which Chris couldn't see because he wasn't paying attention to them earlier, were also clipped on each Chris's ear. He could also feel something plastic attaching itself on to his hair. The hands retreated and then four brand new hands emerged from the closet.

Unlike the familiar metallic hands that Chris got to know during the course of his feminization, these ones were light pink and were glowing with neon colors on their sides and unlike their metallic brethren they seemed to have tiny metallic fingers instead of restraints and hooks. Each of the light pink hands was holding a tiny red bottle. Two of them were lowering themselves towards Chris's restrained bare feet as the other two were heading closer to Chris's torso. As they got closer Chris could finally make out what the bottles were. They were bottles of nail polish. Bright red by the looks of the bottle. The two arms that were closer to Chris's arms placed both of their nail polish bottles on each side of the chair's arms where something grabbed them and held them in place. The arms then grabbed the top of the nail polish bottles and simultaneously unscrewed them. The same thing seemed to be happening near Chris's feet. Once all of the bottles were unscrewed and each of the light pink hands held the top part of their nail polish they slowly started moving towards Chris's hands. The young boy in a dress could only watch in horror as the light pink hands were ever so gently turning each one of his nails bright red. Chris wanted to close his eyes and not watch but he was too stunned to do so. He watched, tilting his view from one hand to the other as the hands made his fingers more feminine. Each of the hands painted one nail at a time, then they dunked the brush into the bottle a few times and then went for the other nail. It felt very relaxing, however, almost like getting a finger massage (if such a thing existed), he thought. He couldn't see very well, but he could feel that the same thing was happening to his toenails as well. Once each of his fingernails was painted perfectly. The hands screwed back their nail polishes and put them back in the closet.

The old, familiar metallic hands appeared again, holding some square flashlights. They positioned themselves right above Chris's freshly painted fingers and toenails and shone their light at them. Chris's hands started feeling warmer. After a few minutes they retreated and the light pink hands came out again, this time holding clear nail polishes. Chris's hands underwent the same procedure as earlier and he could only stare. Once the clear nail polish was applied the light-wielding hands returned and dried Chris's hands for a few more seconds before retreating again. Chris's nails now looked bright and shiny. They also seemed longer somehow. Staring at his hands, for a second he thought that he was actually looking at the hands of a very beautiful lady. Finally another metallic hand appeared holding a bottle of, what seemed like, perfume. The bottle sprayed Chris's face with the aromatic spray a few times after which it went around Chris's body and sprayed the surface of the dress. Once it was done it went back to the closet only to come back almost immediately with another bottle of perfume.

"What now? One perfume wasn't enough?", he thought annoyingly.

This hand with the perfume moved towards Chris's face. Closer. Closer. Only when it was just a centimeter away from his mouth did it stop. Chris could only stare at it. The tip of the perfume started poking Chris's mouth. It did that for about three times. "Look if you want me to op... ", Chris's speech was interrupted as the spray bottle shot the liquid inside Chris's mouth. His throat started burning horribly. It was like he had the worst sore throat in his life. He tried to belch or gurgle but he wasn't able to. The pain was getting lighter and it finally stopped.

"Oh thank god", said Chris with a very feminine high pitched voice.
"What the hell? Do I sound like that", he yelled.
"Oh hell no, hell no", he kept repeating, but each time he said it, he sounded like a very sexy girl.

"Finishing touches complete", said Luca's voice "Releasing restraints. Have a wonderful date".
Was it finally over, thought Chris?
However, before the restraints came off, two metallic hands emerged from the closet again. They seemed to slither around the room before returning next to Chris's feet. He felt them placing the heels he kicked off during his second escape attempt back on to his feet. Once the shoes were back on his feet they retreated to the closet. The closet finally closed and all the restraints on the chair simultaneously released Chris.

Chris didn't move from the chair for a whole minute, until he was sure that the ordeal was actually over. He slowly got up from his chair. Once he was standing on his two feet again a flash of light appeared only for a second. This caught Chris by surprise so he covered his face with his hands. Only now could he actually "Admire" his new manicured red nails. If he hadn't known any better, he would think that he was looking at a delicate hand of young lady.
The chair started buzzing and from it's left size a picture appeared. Chris took the picture with his now very delicate hand and looked at it. On the picture he saw a gorgeous sexy girl. She was wearing a red party dress with lots of diamonds that decorated it. She was wearing a pair of creme high heeled shoes. He couldn't see the girls face as she was covering it with her well groomed hands. Even though Chris was almost certain that he was looking at his own picture a small part of him wished that it was a bad picture of his twin sister, however, once he turned around and was facing his sister's full length mirror, his jaw dropped.

He was almost used to seeing himself in the red party dress by now but what completely caught him by surprise was the reflection of his face and his hair. His hair was tied into a a messy flower-like bun decorated with a white hairpin that also had a white rose on it. His eyes were gorgeous. He looked like a pop-star. He had black eye shadow and eyeliner and his eyelashes were longer. His eyes also looked bigger and more innocent looking. His face was clear and appeared whiter than usual. His lips, oh God, his lips, looked so kissable. They were coated with the brightest shade of red he had ever seen before, but it wasn't just that. They also had a very alluring glow to them which made Chris slowly approach the mirror. He reached out his hand almost admiring his new finger-nails and gently placed it on the girl in the mirror. He slowly tilted his head down and started at his, uncomfortable, but lovely creme shoes. His red toes were peeping from each hole on the front of each shoes.

Chris looked at his reflection in the mirror and then started to scream. His mind was not working properly. How could that girl in the mirror be him?
Before Chris could do anything else, the door to his sister's room slowly opened.

"Thank you for using uBeauty. Please leave the facility and close the door for re-calibration", said Luca's voice.
"You don't need to say twic... Dammit, why do I sound so girly?!", said Chris, but he still left the room, clumsily, in his heels.
He exited his sister's room, grabbed the know and closed the door. However the door wouldn't close properly, and would just re-open by itself as soon as he attempted to close them. The gorgeous Chris tried to close them again but they just kept reopening.
"Whatever", Chris thought and slowly headed towards the bathroom to try and remove all the makeup.

However, even before he reached the bathroom, the very familiar metallic hands slithered towards his ankles and grabbed them again, followed by the waist and the wrist grippers.
"OH MY GOD, WHAT NOW",  yelled Chris with his very feminine voice.
"Please do not be alarmed, your presence it interfering with re-calibration", said Luca's voice as they dragged Chris downstairs, towards the entrance.
Another (the sixth) metallic hand appeared, it grabbed the entrance doorknob and opened the door. 
Chris's metallic restraints carried him outside the house, gently put him on the ground and retreated back into the house. The door closed and there was a click.

When Chris suddenly realized what had happened, he turned around and frantically grabbed the know, but, as he was already aware, it was locked. 
"ARE YOU FRICKING KIDDING ME! WHY IS THE ENTRANCE TO MY HOUSE LOCKED!", he yelled despite his very girly voice.
A few people on the street noticed this and looked at him (or rather her) with concern.

A tall boy approached him. "Hey did you get locked out of your house? Need some help?", the boy offered to help.
Chris turned around and faced the nice gentleman. He blushed a bit and said in a calm voice: "No, thank you, I will be fine. I just... uhhh.... need to go and visit my friend... who has a spare key".
He headed towards the street to avoid any more embarrassment, but his admirer was persistent. 
"You want me to come with you? You might have trouble walking in such tall shoes".
"I SAID I'M FINE! Thanks!", he turned around the face the tall boy as he yelled that, and finally headed towards Luca's house.
Even as angry as he could possibly be, he still had a very sexy voice, and he hated it.

Luckily, Luca's house wasn't too far away. Unluckily, walking in heels still made it seem like an eternity. As Chris was walking around, many of his neighbors and strangers, both young and old were turning around and looking at him. He never felt so many stares directed at him. It also didn't help that  his heels were making loud clicking noises as he was walking which ultimately only drew more attention to him.

Once he finally reached Luca's house he rang the doorbell.
Luca opened and once he saw Chris her eyes became twice their size and her mouth opened wide and turned into a huge smile.
"Ohmygo, ohmygod, ohmygod, girl, it works, it works, it works!", Luca was yelling in her cute voice, which Chris will probably hate for the rest of his life.
"MOM! COME Quick! You have to see how gorgeous uBeauty made Sarah look", she yelled to which Chris got a very scary look.
"MOM, come on", Luca continued to call her mom. She faced Chris, grabbed his arm and pulled him inside.
Finally Chris spoke: "Pipe down Luca, it's .... damn it, my voice" , he said.
"Oh yeah, the voice spray works wonders, I know, but oh my GOD Sarah, your nails, and your makeup.... just wow... hair could use some work thought... ", Luca kept going.
Chris finally placed his gorgeous red finger on Luca's mouth to shut her up.
"Luca it's me, Chris.  Your stupid machine mistook me for Sarah, did this to me and locked me out of my own house. Now please help me get out of these.... things", said Chris annoyingly and removed his finger from her mouth.

He was expecting Luca to laugh or be confused but she just stared at him for a second. She looked at him from head to toe a few times and then her smile became even bigger and she started to scream excitedly. 
She ran towards the living room, leaving the gorgeous Chris to stand in the hall even more confused, and came back with her mom. 

"Mom, you are not going to believe this, but this is not Sarah. This is actually Chris", she said, to which both she and her mom started screaming and hugging excitedly.

"Why are you so excited?! Help me out of this damn thing!", he yelled angrily even though it was hard to take him seriously with such a cute voice.

"Oh my lord, even his voice is feminine. And look at his nails, oh my god and the toenails...", Luca's mom started to comment, trying to hold off her excitement.
"Sarah, I mean, Chris, don't you realize what this means? If our machine can make a boy look so gorgeous, imagine what it can do with girls. We are going to be rich!", Luca started screaming again.

"That's great Luca, now please help me out of these clothes", he said angrily, which again, only made him sound even more adorable.

Both Luca and Luca's mom grabbed Chris's hands and started taking him towards their bathroom.
Despite the laughter and the humiliation, Chris knew that he could finally relax. He knew that his torture was over. True, he will probably never get another shot with Diana again, but at least this torture was over.
"I should have listened to my sister", he thought. 

Despite the unpleasant experience, he had to agree that both Luca and her mom had really made an impressive machine for dressing up and applying make-up. There was still one thing that was bothering him.
"Why did your machine lock me out of my house?", he asked.
Luca and her mom looked at each other with a confused look.
"Locked you out? ", Luca said confused. Her mom, thought for a moment and then said.
"Sweetie, did you open the door during the process?", Luca's mom asked.
"Ummmm.... yeah", he said with his gorgeous voice.
"Oh dear, you shouldn't have done that.  It's gonna be a pain to re-calibrate the whole thing now that it has scanned the whole house", Luca's mom explained.
The took Chris to Luca's room. 
"Mom, can you bring Chris some of that voice spray so we can get his voice back?", Luca asked his mom.
Luca's mom left and Chris started to slowly kick off his shoes but Luca stopped him.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, what are you doing? Not so fast gorgeous? ", she said.
"I thought you were gonna help me get this crap off me", he said angrily.

"Of course we will, but we absolutely have to take some pictures first!"

THE END
This is a story requested by :iconjblaser: . It was requested that I write a story about a teenage boy who accidentally gets dressed up by his sister's dress up machine. It took me forever to write this all of this. The reason it took me so long was probably becuase I was lazy :-), and also because I wanted to make sure that I was really satisfied with the story. This one was inspired by :icondayeandknight: 's Morning routine series as well as :iconstickysteph:'s The Secret Stash and many other stories that feature this classic trope.  I hope it's at least one third as good as those two stories :D
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How did his date go?