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Thread: The Things I do for Metal

He sighed a bit. He knew that they weren't going to give him a choice about this one. Afterall, his sister wore heels rather often. Something told him that it was going to be the little things about this that drove him crazy. Well, at least that's what he assumed when he didn't think about the fact that there were going to be tons of people starring at his ass once he left the bus. He gave a little gasp when Sharon started to tug at his cloths. His hands moved to try to cover himself but she easily slipped through the feeble guard. He sighed when she was finally finished, looking down at himself. This was probably for the best. He didn't need anyone noticing the bulge in the front of his thong. Still, his ass might as well not have anything covering it at the rate they were going. He allowed Sharon to drag him over to the table, partially since he knew he'd get in trouble with Lidia if he tried to stop her. He sat down, shivering a little as his mostly bare ass pressed against the chair. He was fully aware that anyone sitting behind him could see everything. He looked up at Sharon quickly. I only need to do this for the tour, can't you just do it? He asked.
Thread: The Things I do for Metal

She perched herself on the edge of the table, reaching to grab his chin in much the same way that Lidia had, using the grip to turn his face one way and then the other while she studied the structure. Sweetie, she said distantly, I have to work on the clothes for all of us, as well as practice, as well as perform... I really won't have time to even do this. It's easy, I promise. Specially since you're startlingly like your sister. I think just... yes, a tan shadow and some pink lipstick for day to day use, and heavy blue and slut red for the stage. You won't need much base or blush... damn you're lucky... and oh my god look at those lashes. I hate boys sometimes. So lucky. She picked up a handful of items from the table, then focused on him instead of his face structure. Tell you what... be a good girl and learn this quickly, and I'll give you a reward I promise you'll like. She gave him a salacious wink... that, combined with the fact that it was Sharon promising, was a good indicator as to what the reward would be. It didn't take her long to apply makeup... deft, experienced fingers smoothed base on anyway, outlined the eyes in dark shadow, mascarad, blushed a little, and then lipsticked with a vibrant red. She gave a running commentary of what she was doing, with tips, as she worked. There we go, she said finally. There's your stage look. Think you'll remember all that?
Thread: The Things I do for Metal

She was right about that much. Besides, they hadn't really given him any jobs to do around here yet. He didn't see any reason why he couldn't learn this. Alex blushed as she discussed his looks. He was glad that she wasn't going to make him learn anything complicated. Of course, he wasn't so sure about him being lucky. Sure, if you wanted to impersonate your sister it worked great. But now and then you had guys coming up behind you trying to hit on you before they realized you weren't a girl. He didn't even want to think about how much of that he'd be dealing with now. When she told him that he'd get a reward he smiled a bit and was about to ask what it would be. Then he got that wink. He blushed once more and fiddled with the front of his skirt, which was a good indicator that he didn't want her to notice something down there. He really didn't know why this was getting him so hard. He nodded a little bit when she asked him if he'd remember this. He gave her a little smile and looked into the mirror that had been set up on the table. He smiled a little bit as he looked down at himself. Wow... I look good enough to fuck... He quickly realized two things. One, he accidentally said that out loud, and two, if he felt that way, other people were bound to.
Thread: The Things I do for Metal

Sharon grinned, then leaned down to push a finger at his skirt. Whether by luck or design, the finger pressed gently on the tip of his shaft. Her voice dropped, a sultry almost-whisper. Yes you do. And you certainly seem to be enjoying it. The real question is... are you enjoying the view, or enjoying being the view. I'm guessing... and hoping for... the latter. You're enjoying it, aren't you? Dressing up this way? It sounded like Sharon's usual inappropriate teasing, but there was an edge to her voice and an intentness to her stare that hinted at more seriousness than immediately evident. Her voice had dropped low enough that none of the other girls could probably hear... Lidia was chatting to Belinda, and Lucy seemed to be fiddling with the camera again.
Thread: The Things I do for Metal

He gasped as her finger touched the tip of his shaft. She could tell full well that he was hard as a rock underneath that skirt. Then again, at his size it was actually a little noticeable. When he was hard that tiny thong just didn't have enough room to hold him. He blushed even deeper at her question, opening his mouth for a moment and then shutting it, biting one of his plump lips softly for a moment before answering her. I don't like dressing up like this. I'm doing it for my sister, and for you girls. I just thought I looked sexy in the mirror... His voice cracked a little bit. Alex was never a good liar He looked around at the other girls for some sort of help but from the looks of it he wasn't getting any. He began to squirm a little bit, suddenly very uncomfortable. The more he thought about it, the more he was worried that Sharon was right about him. Afterall, he'd been throbbing hard since they dressed him like this.
Thread: The Things I do for Metal

Sharon was nowhere near as dumb as her rocker-slut persona made her out to be. Her face was as smooth as warm silk as she leaned in further, cheek against his so that she could whisper in his ear, the whisper even softer and more sultry than before. I think you're lying, she murmured. She pressed against his member again, circling the head through the skirt. Nobody gets this excited seeing themselves in a mirror... not without an extra little kink at work. She giggled in his ear and then leaned back, holding his chin again and tilting his face back and forth, looking like she was giving him a final examination. And I owe you a reward, don't I? You were certainly a very good girl. Mmm, you sneak over to my bunk tonight when we're on the bus, maybe I'll give you a reward you'll remember. She winked salaciously again and wiggled off. Lidia glanced up at Alex. Well... walk around for a bit, get used to the shoes. When you feel you've gotten the hang of them then go and stand by the bus. There's rumors going around the fan community, we want people to see you there. The rest of us will finish packing and then we can go. Off you go now. Apparently disregarding him, she returned to talking to Belinda.
Thread: The Things I do for Metal

He leaned back a little bit when Sharon leaned in and whispered to him. He gasped softly as she ran her finger over his manhood, his mouth hung open for just a second before he bit his lip. He opened his mouth to dispute what she said but then shut it. He knew she was right about that. He just really didn't want to admit that he'd gotten hard from being dressed up like a girl. Sharon leaned away before he could come up with anything to say to her. He let her examine him one more time, still a little nervous. When she told him that he could come to her bunk tonight he smiled widely. Alright Sharon. I'll hold you too that though. He told her. He was starting to think that he and Sharon were going to be getting along quite well. He turned in his seat and started to get up when Lidia told him to try on his shoes. He sighed softly. Alright. I'll be back in a second. He said before starting to slip them on. He then decided that he did not want to navigate the buses stairs in heels. If he hospitalized himself there would be no one to take Karen's place. He headed down the steps and slipped the shoes on before striding off into the parking lot. He stumbled on almost every step and took one or two spills. He was going to need new stockings when this was over. Still, he tried for a while. Well, until he got quite sick of people coming over to help him up and feeling him up as they did. He returned to the bus and knocked on the door, looking adorably pitiful with his skinned knees and flushed cheeks.
Thread: The Things I do for Metal

The parking lot was mostly dominated by the huge bus. There were plenty of other vehicles, though... cars for the nearby buildings, the roadies van that carried some of the more fragile equipment, and a steadily growing collection of fans. There were whistles and claps when he appeared, the fans no doubt assuming he was his sister. Fortunately the gawkers were behind a fence from the actual tour preparation area, and he was able to practice behind the bus, so his spills weren't too public. It was the roadies that ran over to help him up each time he fell... it wasn't particularly clear if they knew he was a guy or a girl, but they certainly got in a surreptitious grope. There were three of them, two stocky guys and a rather intimidatingly butch girl. All three squeezed his rear as they helped him up, making suitably polite noises about how concerned they were. They also gawked at his stumbling around, no doubt enjoying the wiggle, the view of his spectacular rear and pretty legs when he fell, and the opportunity to feel him up. Belinda opened the door and let him in. She looked very concerned about his state, leading him over to the couch with one hand on his waist, the other holding his arm. It probably took a moment to realise that it's exactly the way a fragile woman in an old movie would be helped. A few minutes later she was sitting before him, dabbing his knees with a gentle antiseptic. You poor thing, you have to be more careful. Put your weight more onto each heel, sway your hips. You have to center on the heel.
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Alex blew a quick kiss to the fans, a motion which he pulled off surprisingly well. He was really glad that they were behind a rope. He didn't want to sign any autographs at the moment though Karen had made him practice hers to the point that he could have faked a check from her and even her lawyer wouldn't have known the difference. He tried not to blush too much as he was groped. He really hoped that they didn't know he was a guy. It was better thinking that they were under the impression that hew as a girl than that they wanted to grab the ass of a cute young guy. Then again, that was the case with the girls from the band at least Sharon and he didn't mind much. Still, with his situation he felt justified with keeping a double standard. Alex gave Belinda a small pout when she opened up the door. I'm not very good at this... He admitted, as if that wasn't entirely obvious. He felt a little awkward being lead by Belinda like that but he didn't stop her. It felt kind of nice actually. He smiled as she told him what he'd been doing wrong before softly asking. Would you mind helping me some time? I think I'd do a lot better if I had you as a teacher.
Thread: The Things I do for Metal

Sure, whenever you want, she smiled, finishing up and sighing as she looked at the stockings. Sharon's gonna be mad. Ah well. I'm sure there are plenty more, and she'll probably go make you buy some more at our next stop. She perched next to him, her body warm as it brushed against his. She was a very hippy girl, with a large bosom to match, mostly hidden under the looser clothes she liked to wear. She wasn't fat at all... her stomach was as flat as any of the others... merely very curvy. You're taking all of this very well, she said, a sound of approval in her voice. I know what Lidia is like... pretty scary sometimes... but I can tell she's really glad, and really grateful. I suppose it also helps that you look really good. It's like having your sister here, actually. We keep expecting you to say something flirty or complain about how few cameras were at the last gig. She laughed, leaning back, her leg pressing against his companionably.
Thread: The Things I do for Metal

It'll be fine. Sharon will just be happy for the chance to get me to wear something different. He said, throwing in a little sigh for effect. In truth, he was a little excited by the prospect of trying on something else. Then again, he was also neglecting to realize that Sharon might want to punish him for ruining the stockings. He smiled as she pressed against him, putting his arm around her waist, or possibly across her ass, it was a little hard to tell with Belinda. He nodded a bit before adding in. I've known Lidia for long enough that it doesn't really scare me any more. Just, really really intimidate... Alex said, not quite sure that that was a valid distinction. When Belinda brought up flirting he looked up at her with look of surprise. Karen used to flirt with you girls? He wouldn't have been too shocked if his sister had when he thought about it. I can see why... Slipped out of his mouth before he really thought about it.
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Belinda actually blushed at the comment, grinning. Yeah, she used to flirt with everyone. Some more seriously than others, of course. Hell, she flirts with the whole world, really... loves the camera. I think she's secretly glad not to be on this tour though... it gets really tiring after a while. She grinned again, and then leaned in. I'd be careful with the compliments there, though... you might get more attention than you expect from some of us. You, dressed up like that... that's really really hot to some people. She giggled and leaned a little more against him, seeming to unconciously move into his encircling arm. She was deliciously soft and warm and sensual.
Thread: The Things I do for Metal

He was glad to see someone other than himself blushing for a change. He grinned a little as he was told that his sister flirted with the entirety of the band. He decided not to ask if she'd gotten anywhere with her advances. It'd be more fun to ask Karen in person later. Well, I'm actually kind of happy to take her place. It's been a while since I've been in a band. Starting one up is kind of hard when you're not five sexy girls. He said with a little giggle. When she told him that he might get more attention than he expected he smiled lustfully. His breathing had deepened a bit as he got even more excited. So you like guys dressed up like this? He asked before releasing her and standing up, moving around infront of her, one of his legs shifting around nervously as his hands dropped to hold the edge of his skirt, his arms pressing his fake boobs together and making them look larger. Then maybe you can help me with a little problem I'm having... He continued, blushing heavily as he slowly lifted his skirt. His cock was sticking out of his thong, hard as steel. It wasn't much of a surprise that it wouldn't fit considering just how large Alex was down there. Precum beaded softly at the tip of his throbbing erection. He had to be horribly turned on to end up like this
Thread: The Dating Hypothesis (Vicodin and Tortoise)

Another problem, come about by the supposed untrustworthy shipping abilities of the movie theater. I refuse to go to a movie theater that of course decides that Red Vines are better then Twizzlers. Sheldon replied to Leonard, who was offering to go to a movie. Sheldon however knew that the main ingredient within Red Vines was the kind of red coloring dye that has caused cancer within some individuals. Twizzlers are made correctly, and he refused to get a licorice that would kill him. Leonard sighed and took his car keys from the bowl near the door, before opening the door and leaving. Sheldon blinked, Well that was a little unresponsive. He said, as he sat back down on his side of the couch. He turned on Battlestar Galactica and unpaused it from it's previous spot on the dvd player, and then looked around. He was alone. How perfect. The annoyance of humans would not occupy him. He was alone. But there was a whirring noise that was starting to annoy him. Where was it coming from? Sheldon moved up and walked over to the DVD player, followed by pressing the eject button so that his disc would not scratch. It did something worse. The DVD player sparked, and then stopped working. Sheldon twitched. My... Battlestar. He said, falling to his knees in an epic way. N-no! He unplugged the dvd player and then put it into the trash can, followed by sighing. Do I have to make my own DVD player in order for it to not break down? But when the trash can closed, he noticed that he was bored. Maybe Penny is home. He said to himself, and he got his key from the bowl near his door, opened the door, walked outside, and closed it behind him, followed by locking it. Knock knock knock. Penny? Knock knock knock. Penny? Knock knock knock. Penny? Sheldon asked, and he waited for the door to open. He had the Boggle board game, and was ready to play some Klingon Boggle with her if she was interested.
Thread: The Dating Hypothesis (Vicodin and Tortoise)

Penny stood in the bathroom, contemplating her reflection with a pensive air. Truth was, however, her preoccupations didnt quite require the serious expression the pretty girl bore. Of course the again, next to her neighbors problems that seemed to revolve around the purchase of limited edition objects from the comic book store and experiments gone awry anything was interesting. Kurt kicked her out of their place when they split, and the guys that followed were an incessant stream of hot yet irresponsible and self-absorbed jackasses whose main topic of conversation was their own persona most of the time. Her job wasnt getting her anywhere the scent of cheesecake was almost more powerful than that of her vanilla oil. She shook her head softly, a pout gracing the delicate face. She deserved better than that. If even Leonard managed to find someone, why couldnt she? Penny almost smacked herself for the thought. Leonard was a nice guy odd, but comparing to Sheldon, Howard and Koothrapali he was fairly normal. Anyone was normal comparing to Sheldon, she chuckled to herself. It didnt take a Ph.D. in psychology to figure out that he was nuts. Not in a bad way though, as far as she knew he was a lot less offensive than even her siblings. Sighing, she tugged on the string holding the short black robe made of silk together, letting the robe part to uncover her nearly flawless body. Grinning at her reflection she nodded slowly, who wouldnt want a piece of that? She questioned the mirror in her low, playfully seductive voice when the familiar knocking disrupted her as it always would when she least expected it. Rolling her eyes, she pulled her robe back together, leaving the water running as she walked over to her door through her messy apartment. Oh, how she hoped Sheldon wasnt there because he needed her to drive him somewhere or even worse, because he locked himself out of his apartment. Pulling the door open, she stared at him with an exasperated, almost condescending expression in complete silence for a few second. Sheldon, she replied in a fatigued voice. Whats wrong, sweetie? She wondered, studying him almost the way a mother would watch an annoying child.
Thread: The Dating Hypothesis (Vicodin and Tortoise)

Sheldon was surprised when the door had opened to reveal Penny in her robe. He thought that maybe she was preoccupied with something, Penny, if you are having sexual intercourse with someone, I can always come back. Sheldon replied, looking into the room to see if anyone was there. However he wasn't invited into the room yet, which had made him a little irked. The room, was a disaster zone. Although judging by the state of this room, I don't know how you would be able to have intercourse in here without falling every few steps. Sheldon invited himself into the room, being that he was tired of waiting, and he set the board game down onto the table. Penny I wanted to know if you wanted to play Klingon Boggle with me. He said. Leonard refuses to accept that the coloring in Red Vines can cause a cancer related death. Sheldon was still annoyed with the room. He didn't have a routine spot that he sat in, in this room. And with everything settled about amongst the room, he couldn't pick one until this was more clean. If you were going to remove the smell of cheesecake from you with a shower, I can clean up this room a little bit more. It might be able to help you get a partner. And we would have room for our board game.
Thread: The Dating Hypothesis (Vicodin and Tortoise)

Pennys lassitude grew at Sheldons comment. If I was having intercourse, I wouldnt have opened the door, she stated, stepping aside to let him in which she instantly regretted when he commented on the state of her apartment. It always annoyed her how Sheldon unceremoniously acted as though he was at home and insulted her place. Sheldon, sweetie, I dont think men usually look at the state of my apartment when theyre about to have intercourse, she pointed out with an offended air, studying the game of Boggle. Because I am fluent in Klingon, she rolled her eyes, unable to prevent herself from laughing at his following statement. I dont know how he could do that to himself, she stated, sighing. Fine, she shrugged absently. Justdont break anything, she added quickly and walked off to the shower. Finally getting rid of the robe, she slid into the shower, enjoying the scent of shampoo and soap on her skin, replacing the permanent smell of cheesecake. Singing softly despite the fact that she knew Sheldon hated her singing, she took her time since the guy was offering to clean her apartment. Finally, she turned off the water and slipped, the landing into the bathtub with the shower curtain covering her lower body. Ow, she cried out, a sharp pain in her ankle preventing her from standing up. Sheldon, help me, she called out, shifting slightly to cover her breasts with the curtain.
Thread: The Dating Hypothesis (Vicodin and Tortoise)

Oh you are fluent in Klingon? That is wonderful, we can actually play this game and I might have an actual challenge. Sheldon replied, not noticing the sarcasm that was in her voice. However everything that she replied with had always stumped him. What if the man that was going to have intercourse, wanted a bottle of water or something afterwards? Wouldn't he find it extremely unpleasant to have to go through this whole apartment of dropped things and sharp objects on the ground in order to get something to hydrate himself? Sheldon shrugged and when Penny went into the shower, he began to clean, finding the shelves that she was using to be very useful. Every piece of clothing had been arranged in Penny's drawers so that everything was extremely neat. However when Sheldon heard Penny's cry for help, he moved through the pathway that he created for getting from one room to the next, into Penny's bathroom. Penny, you fell in the bathtub. He said, pointing it out just in case she didn't realize it. However she wanted help, and he moved down to pick her up by her stomach and her waist. The troubles that he was having with lifting her up was due to him not working out. Geniuses didn't need to work out. He managed to sit her down on the closed toilet, and he then let out a sigh of relief. Lifting her was hard. Penny, do you need me to get you some clothes?