Chapter 265.
Serena left to help in the kitchen.  The two ladies marched in and got to work.  Carly sat Tim in front of the dressing table and stood behind him.  For a minute she just looked at him, plucking at his hair, holding his head in both hands, and turning it slightly left and slightly right.
“Okay…  Leave it to me.  Hair.  Needs some body.  Bit of mousse will take care of that.  Light foundation.  Eye liner…touch of mascara, maybe.  Peach lipstick.  Subtle,  he’s got good skin colour.  I’ll use the pearl stud earrings and there's a matching bangle.  Okay, Doreen?”
“Fine, Carly.  No probs.  Go wiv that dress fine.  Yeller and blue goes wiv anyfing, anyway.  Do yer stuff, darlin’.  Then leave the rest to me.  “Ere, young ‘un, give us yer jacket, yeah?  Ta.  What’s this in the pocket?  Ooh, panties!  Yeller, too!  Perfec’!”
Carly was a trained makeover specialist, and worked privately at weekends.  It took her no more than ten minutes to transform Tim’s boyish features into something more feminine and pretty.
“Smile Tim…  Always smile.  You’ve got great features, as beautiful as a girl, but you need to smile more, that’s all.  I can see you’ve been having a hard time lately, but just forget it all for one weekend.  Serena’s gonna make sure you have a nice time.  That’s right!  Look at yourself!  Don’t you look great?”
Tim chuckled.  “You know my friend Bobby dressed up as a girl last weekend.  Now it’s me!  I bet I can look just as cute as ‘e did!”
“Better, Tim, better.  I’d like to see Bobby, though…”
There’s a pic on my phone…”
“Show me…”  
“’Ere…”
Carly froze.  “That’s Bobby?  Doreen, look at this!”
“Whoa…”
“What a pair of sweeties you two are…  You’re as cute as each other!”
Tim looked pleased.  He nodded his head to make his moussed hair bounce.
“This is yer dress, Tim,” announced Doreen, holding it up behind him so he could see it in the mirror.  “When yer ready…”
They pulled out a folding screen, and let Tim go behind it to begin changing.  He slipped off his everyday outfit and pulled on the yellow panties.  After that the ladies helped him into a pair of fine white tights, and fitted him with a modestly-padded training bra.  Then he sat on the bed while Doreen buckled on pale yellow Mary Janes.  The dress itself was of beautiful yellow satin with puff sleeves and a flared skirt with crinolines, with a blue satin sash belt.  Doreen zipped up the back, while Carly stood facing him.
“You look stunning, darling,” said Carly.  “Doreen?  What do you think?”
“Fab.  ‘E looks fab, innit?  The finishing touch…”
She picked up a broad blue satin, beaded choker, placed it around his neck, and fastened it with a hook at the front.  
“There.  I’ll tell Serena.”  She texted “ready”.  “Let’s ‘ave a couple of photers, yeah?”
Tim no longer had any qualms about dressing as a girl - at least, not in an outfit as lovely as this.  He knew he looked special, and it showed in the unusually relaxed, confident expression on his face.  He felt as though he had stepped through a magic mirror...