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It had been nearly three months since the menagerie photoshoot. The magazine had just come out and the shoot had been hailed as one of the salons best getting the manufacture of the clothes rave reviews and resulting in it being short listed for an advertising award. Lisa and Terry had been getting on like a house on fire with Lisa now spending most evenings with Terry in the salon and then back at his flat.

After wearing the long Mohawk for a week Lisa had asked Terry if there was a way to tone it down for a visit to her mom and dads, the only option appeared to be a wig, which was something Terry could organise easily, however when it came to fit it the amount of fake hair proved problematic. After a little hesitation Lisa agreed to Terry’s suggestion that he cut the Mohawk shorter, which was why she now sported a spiky three inch crest of hair in place of the waist length do she had before.

The wig worked perfectly closely resembling her natural hair. It also helped disguise the cheek piercings which had healed up nicely with the constant attention of Sue at the salon. Just before the visit Sue presented her with a number of smooth flesh coloured studs and an pair of discs which when worn in her various piercings made them significantly less noticeable. Everything went well for the first few hours and Lisa was beginning to relax when she noticed her mother looking at her in an odd way. Her mother went out to make a drink so Lisa followed,

“What have you done to yourself” her mother asked, but quiet enough for her father not to her.

“What?” Lisa replied, unsure of what her mother had seen,

“What are those” she said, pointing to Lisa’s wrists where the star tattoos were just visible beneath her sleeves.

“Oh” Lisa said, “its just something I’ve always wanted and Terry paid for them”, which was at least partially true.

“Who’s Terry?” Her mother asked, now much more interested in this new bit of information.
Lisa explained about Terry, roughly what he did and in a very vague way how they had met. She was careful not to give anything away about the radical changes in her appearance as she wasn’t certain her mother would appreciate that. Once they had finished discussing her love life all her mother asked was that she keep the tattoos hidden from her father, which was cool with Lisa.

The following week, one evening while Lisa was back in the salon waiting for Terry to finish she was surprised to see Gail come in, she was wearing jeans and a hooded top and when she puled the hood back Lisa saw that she also had a short blond wig which suited her really well. The fringe covered her forehead and one eye while the back was just an inch or so long. Lisa noticed that as the fringe moved some of the tattoo she had received, which came down onto her forehead was quite visible, but Gail didn’t seem to mind.

“Hi” Lisa said going over too her.

“Oh hi!” Gail replied.

“How are you getting on? You look good,” Lisa told her, “what are you here for?”

“Terry told me to come in today to get my tongue re-joined” Gail said with a shiver.

Lisa noticed that any trace of a lisp had gone from her voice.
“How has it been?” she asked?

“Actually its been surprisingly good” Gail told her, “my Bf thought my tongue was fantastic as Debbie as suggested he would and it healed up quite quickly but its just not me, I’m going to get the tattoo on my forehead lightened too in the next couple of months but my other half has asked me to keep the pattern on my back, which i suppose I’m OK with as I can’t see it!  How are you getting on?”

Lisa told her about her relationship with Terry and how they really seemed to be getting on well. They were interrupted by Terry appearing to collect Gail for her “procedure” which apparently involved reopening the cut edges of the tongue and sowing them back together. Lisa shivered when Terry had explained it to them.

As Gail headed back in to the shop Terry put his arms around Lisa,
“howya doing beautiful?” he asked kissing her on the neck.

“Fine” she replied turning to face him.

“Good, we have been organising the next big photoshoot, its going to be mind blowing!”

“What’s the theme?” Lisa asked.

“Aliens!” Terry said his excitement was obvious as he went on to explain the plans for the shoot, they had managed to get hold of one the buildings the BBC used for its top rated Sci-Fi series so by using the location and props they can really do something cool. Lisa knew that Terry was a bit of a sci-fi nerd so could understand why he was so excited.

“I’d like you to take part too” Terry said after he finished explaining the set up. “You finish University in under a month and i know you have been looking around for work but how about staying here and working for us? We could always use a good accountant.”
Lisa Had been considering asking Terry about the same thing, she got on well with all of the staff at the shop and knew that she wasn’t looking forward to getting a job elsewhere. She was also slightly concerned about how her piercings would affect her employability. She immediately agreed and to her relief she saw that Terry was overjoyed.

“You’ll work here full time and be our accountant?” he asked

“I’d love to” she said.

They went out that night to celebrate and Lisa didn’t think about it again until a few weeks later. 

With her graduation ceremony coming up Lisa was standing in front of the mirror in her room studying her reflection. She had stopped wearing the wig a few weeks ago, the shaven undercut had grown out and Terry had cut her hair into a fo-hawk, the sides were clippered to half an inch and the top a couple of inches long and it had been re-coloured to a more natural golden blond. Lisa normally wore it brushed up in a style that Terry jokingly referred to as a coconut. She liked the style which was funky but still very feminine. Her eyes scanned down to her nose, the piercing she had that ran from one side of her nose to the other she had now gotten used to, the bar she wore through it had two stainless balls on the end which sat nicely in the dip where her nostrils flared out, it looked like she had both nostrils pierced rather than a bar all the way through. Her lip piercings too she had come to accept, she normally wore small rings which were a tight fit around her lip and so were again relatively subtle.

It was the cheek piercings she was having problems with, too keep the jewellery in it needed to be a tight fit in the holes, this resulted in the holes becoming stretched with a constant need to replace the jewellery with a larger size. The original piercing had been at 8mm but the current diameter of the jewellery was close to 25mm. With the flesh coloured jewellery out the holes were very noticeable, Lisa hated the way that her teeth and tongue were visible through the holes when she had showed one of her friends the piercings sans jewellery they had called it freakish and disgusting, also, because of the size of the holes, she had to have the jewellery in if she wanted to eat anything without getting in a mess! She sighed and replaced the large flesh Colored discs, she had been considering asking Terry about getting the holes closed up, if they could do Gail’s tongue she assumed they could do this too. Terry had said he needed to see her tonight so perhaps she would get chance to ask him then.

She finished dressing and watched TV until Terry came.

“Hi” he said coming in and giving her a peck on the cheek, “I’ve brought some supper, you open the wine ill get the food ready.“

Later as they sat watching cuddling on the sofa Terry asked her if she was still up for the modelling session, “Of course” Lisa said,

“There is something i wanted to ask you as well she said.”

“OK” Terry said “What is it?”

Lisa explained about her cheek piercings and how she wondered if their was a way to close them up. It shouldn’t be a problem Terry said, the only problem is that they are part of the look we want for the next session, so is it something we can do after that? Lisa agreed, she was happy that she could help the business and that Terry seemed to be on side with her desire to return to a less extreme look.

The next morning was a Saturday so Lisa and Terry went to the shop together, they had a casting session on for the next shoot and Terry had asked Lisa to take part in the model choice, he also wanted her to sign the release papers for the shoot and to go over the plans for her look, apparently there was some work that needed doing in preparation for the day. Lisa signed all of the paperwork without much thought, it was the same deal as the previous two shoots with the shop taking full control of her appearance for the shoot and the following three months.

After signing Terry called her in to his office to go over some of the plans. The idea behind the shoot was that she was to be the alien and their would be two other girls who were futuristic space marines hunting her. It seemed like an interesting set up and as Terry showed her the sketches they had prepared it was clear it should look good, the marines had shaved and close cropped hair with military style insignia tattooed on the sides of their heads. Along with bar codes on the back of their necks. There were also what looked like piercings on their napes which she guessed were supposed to look like jack plugs connecting them to their equipment. The next picture Terry produced was obviously of Lisa, but it took her a little time to take it all in.

The Picture showed a figure with red scales of varying sizes all over the exposed skin, It’s head had a skin covered ridge running from the forehead to the crown which stood at least two inches high.  Their were no eyebrows and colored contacts changed the eyes into a reptilian slit. The nose had maybe a dozen rings of increasing size pierced down its length. The mouth was ringed with piercings spaced evenly apart, it was open in a snarl revealing a set of teeth filed to points making the figure look quite barbaric. The ears were pointed at the top with two huge holes in the lobes stretching the ear into an odd unnatural shape. Metal plates covered the nipples and a larger plate was fixed between the legs, their was no obvious visible fixing for these so Lisa was forced to assume they were held in place with more piercings.

She looked at Terry “shit” she said.

“Isn’t it fantastic?” he replied, “Mark was instrumental in the design its amazing some of the stuff he can do. This will be really put us on the map.” He realised that Lisa wasn’t sharing his enthusiasm,

“I know its pretty extreme” he said “but its sexy as hell and most of it is pretty reversible, I asked mark about your cheek piercings and he said that it wouldn’t matter if they were closed up before this shoot.”

“What about the tattoos and what is that?” she said pointing to the crest on the figures head.

“Oh that is relatively permanent but make up will easily hide the tattoos and the implant you can cover with your hair if you want to so its not too bad.”

Lisa was quite for a time looking at the picture, eventually she turned to Terry,
“You’ll close up the cheek piercings?” She asked,

“yep” said Terry,

“and if I do this will you still love me?” Tears began to form in her eyes,

Terry pulled her to him,
“are you kidding” he said “this will make you the most amazing looking woman ever! Ill never be able to keep my hands off you!”

She gave him a weak smile,

“and remember you’ve got a guaranteed job here as well as long as you want it.”

“OK” she said quietly.

Terry jumped up and hugged her,
“that’s fantastic! Mark has suggested that we start as soon as possible to make sure everything is healed by the shoot, are you OK for the first session this weekend?”

Lisa was quite quiet through the rest of the day. The casting went well and of the five girls that had applied Terry chose the two most athletic looking who would better fit the bill as space marines. Not that they knew what they had signed up for at the moment. After lunch, where again Terry did most of the talking, Lisa was booked in with Mark for the start of her transformation.

“Hi Lisa” he said “I assume Terry has shown you the picture you’re going to look amazing! I wanted to get started as there are a couple of things which will take a little while to accomplish. If you lie back on the chair we’ll start with closing up your cheeks an working on your scalp.”
Lisa sat down and rested back against the cover.

“It will probably be best if you take these,” he said handing her some tablets, “this may sting a bit.”

She gave him a weak smile and took the tablets without argument. After a few moments she began to feel light-headed and quickly drifted off to sleep.

Mark pinched her the back of her hand and was pleased to see no response. After washing his hands and donning gloves he began preparing her cheeks and started closing up the holes, carefully sowing the inside and outside of the re-opened hole with tiny stitches until he was happy that any scarring should be minimal. He then started on her scalp, first shaving a small spot on the crown he then inserted a long curved blade which with some gentle pushing, allowed him to separate the scalp from the skull. He then pushed in a special deflated balloon and sowed the valve into the small hole he had made. The balloon would allow him to increase the amount of skin on top of Lisa’s head so that when he inserted the coral “mohawk” there would be enough skin to cover it. To begin with he only inflated the balloon by a small amount, it would be increased daily until there was enough extra skin to cover the crest. He was pleased to see that under Lisa’s hair it was pretty much invisible. Last on his list for today was to start outlining the tattoos, Maz was called over they started free handing the red scales over Lisa’s legs, this went quickly as the pattern was quite simple to reproduce. The real work would come in the shading which would make them look real. After both of them had been working on Lisa for several hours they decided to call it a day, they had made good progress and would be able to finish the outline and start the shading during the next session.

Terry lifted Lisa and carried her out to the car, taking her back to his place he set her down on the bed and took himself off to the sofa for the night.

He was awoken by someone calling his name early the next morning. He ran in to see Lisa sitting up in bed looking at her legs tears running down her face.
“What’s wrong?” he said “Its going to look fantastic.”

She smiled weakly at him,
“I know Its just .... Its just so much of a change, so permanent, i feel like i have lost my identity.”

“No don’t be silly” said Terry, “this is you, this may not be the old you, but you are still Lisa still the same fantastic person i first met 2 years ago. “

“Can I see the rest?” She asked.

Terry helped her stand and led her to the full length mirror in the corner of the room. Lisa stood and inspected the reflection, touching her cheeks she was pleased to see the tiny stitches, little evidence of the holes remained, her head felt odd but there was little to see in the mirror to explain it. But the tattoos were very visible, they extended from her toes to her breasts and by the feel of it on her back as well, the Scales covered every centimetre of skin, changing size and orientation depending on the part of the body they were on. In a detached way she could see the artistic merit in the lines but the reality of it being on her body was taking some getting used to.

It was a week later that Lisa found herself called back into the studio for a more work, this time she was due to be in all day, starting at 8-00am. So far Lisa had pretty much managed to ignore the tattoo from the first session. The outline was reasonably light and for the most part hidden by her clothes. She had kept the tattoos from her friends as well which again wasn’t a problem at the moment, as she hadn’t felt like going out much. At least until her cheeks healed up a bit. To be fair they were doing really well, the redness had gone and there didn’t look as if there was going to be much of a scar which she was pleased about.

Her head was another matter all together, It still felt very odd, initially she had found the shaved patch at the crown which Terry assured her wasn’t easily visible. She had also felt something below the skin, which she assumed was the bag which would be blown up to stretch the skin on her scalp. She didn’t like touching it to be honest as it felt numb and the skin seemed loose and unattached which gave her the creeps. She had been in every day to have the balloon inflated and this soon took care of the loose feeling, mark had been rubbing a vitamin E based cream into her scalp which would encourage the skin to grow and stretch However it was playing havoc with her hair, leaving it very greasy. The only answer had been to wear a hat, which also served the purpose of disguising the ever increasing size of the balloon, She was beginning to look like she was sporting a beehive, albeit a small one. 

Terry dropped her off at the salon for her next session in the tattoo chair, before heading off for a meeting. She walked in and was spotted by mark who was having a coffee while chatting to Maz. Lisa wandered over and said hi.

“How are you getting on?” Mark said, checking her head carefully.

“OK i think” Lisa said, “It feels very strange but it doesn’t hurt or feel like it might be getting infected which Terry said was the only thing I should worry about.”

Mark was gently prodding the raised area on Lisa’s head, “Its almost there, I think well fit the crest next weekend” . “Right you ready Maz?” He asked “lets get started.”

Lisa settled back in the chair, Mark had surrounded the area with screens and asked Lisa to strip, providing her with a small towel to cover her modesty. Once she was comfortable Maz and mark started, The outline went quickly Maz on the right hand side and Mark on the left, her arms were outlined and then while Maz started shading on her legs, Mark continued outlining Lisa’s neck and shoulders. Eventually the only part not outlined was Lisa’s head and face. Mark joined Maz shading and after a long days work they had completed both legs and the front of Lisa’s body to the base of her neck. Lisa was once again pretty wiped out by it, she had attempted to sit through the pain, both of the tattoo and of trying to maintain some uncomfortable positions for as long as she could but in the end she had given in and asked Mark for some painkillers, by early afternoon they had kicked in and she drifted off to sleep. Once again Terry found himself carrying the still sleeping girl out to his car and gently laying her on the bed at home.

This time when Lisa woke up she had managed to prepare herself for what she was going to see, as she stood in the shower she traced the lines of scales most now coloured and shaded, almost believing she could feel the edges and plates moving over each other. The following week went quickly, there were only a few more weekends to go before the photo shoot so Lisa knew that this weekend would be hard. Terry had warned her that they wanted to get everything pretty much finished off to give it time to heal so she should expect some major changes. Lisa nodded, she had been quite subdued over the last few days it was taking her longer than normal to come to terms with her new appearance and it was due to change again and dramatically.

She was still going to the salon every night to have the scalp implant inflated, Mark was really pleased with how that was progressing, but otherwise she was tending to stay indoors. Her now fully tattooed hands embarrassed her too much to be seen in pubic. Terry noticed her discomfort and asked her what he could do to help?

“Is it to late to cancel the shoot?” she asked hopefully

“It is, I’m sorry” he said, “you signed up for it knowing what was going on, in fact you more than most knew the process. However I’m sure there is something i can do, let me make a few phone calls.”

The weekend arrived and Terry gave Lisa a lift in.
“Here we go then, the last session,”

Mark and Maz were both waiting and quickly lead her through to the chair.
“We have a lot to do today” Mark told her, “as you know. I have had a word with Terry and we felt it would be better to put you under for the entire procedure. Once you wake up you will be finished and ready for the shoot next weekend!“

“OK” Lisa said, her mouth was so dry she was barley able to speak.

 
Lisa slowly opened her eyes, sunlight was steaming through the curtains, she tried to move, everything hurt, but foremost of all was her head, she reached up to her forehead and he fingers touched hair, but it felt odd, she called out to Terry whom she herd running up the stairs in response.

“Hi sleepy head” he said, “how are you feeling?“

“What day is it?” she asked, very disoriented.

“Its Thursday, you have been out of it for five days, how do you feel?”

“Can i have a mirror?”

“Lets get you in the shower first and get you cleaned up, i have done the best i could but I’m sure you will feel better after a shower.”

He carefully took Lisa’s hand and lead her, rather unsteadily into the bathroom. She walked in and stopped dead in her tracks, the reflection in the bathroom mirror was of a fresh faced young woman, who looked pretty similar to Lisa, pre-piercings and tattoos and radical haircuts. The girl wore her hair in a 60’s looking bob, with the crown backcombed giving it some height. Her skin looked flawless, actually when Lisa looked closer it almost looked too perfect,

“What’s going on?” She asked and brought a hand up to her face, she noticed her hand was free of the dark red scales tattooed on the previous week.

“What is this?” She wiped her hand down her cheek, the perfect skin caught and rucked up, peeling off in thin sheets, revealing a section of dark red scales.

“Its makeup” Terry said, “I wanted to show you that we could do something for you if you wanted to cover up the “artwork”. Its a new product, second skin its called, sort of a breathable latex, covers and smooths and takes makeup very well too. Doesn’t take too long to apply and if you are careful with it, it should last a day easily...”  

“Oh” Lisa said, just for a few moments she thought it may have all been removed in some magical way. With a feeling of dread she got into the shower,

“The Wig?” Terry said holding out his hand.

She reached up and took off the bob, handing it out to Terry. Without looking back in the mirror she got into the shower. The hot water seemed to dissolve the makeup as she watched her hands became reptilian talons, even the palms were fully tattooed with hundreds of tiny yellow scales. She felt the water running over her face taking off flakes of second skin as it went. She soaped and washed her body, she had become somewhat numb to the radical change in her skin but as it glistened in the water she felt a moment of revulsion for her own body she hadn’t expected.

After 20mins she called and asked Terry for a towel. He helped her out of the bath and she stood and looked at her new self in the mirror, complete for the first time.

“Can you explain all of this to me please” she asked, “what is .. actually .. permanent?” Her voice went up slightly as she said the last few words.

She studied her reflection, The first thing that came to mind was the blue skinned girl on the x men, only she was predominantly coloured with reds, oranges and browns. She certainly looked alien, she reached up and touched her head, running from the top of her forehead to the back of her crown was a ridge, it was covered in skin, but the skin seemed to flow over it, revealing the ridges and lumps and bumps of the hard substance beneath.

“OK” terry began, “we have shaved you obviously and put some of the inhibitor on but you will get hair growth starting again in a few months. The ridge is coral, Mark carved it to fit, its actually permanently fixed to your skull and because its organic your skin will grow into it too, just as if it were made of your own bone.  Your nose was fitted with a series of grommets running down its length gradually getting larger. The seconds skin fills and smooths over those but by fitting grommets the holes will always stay open so we get the best of both worlds. We took the liberty of stretching the lower holes in your nostrils a bit, helps make it look a little more alien.”

She looked again at her nostrils, the two lower holes were indeed stretched, she estimated them to be around a centimetre across, the inside of her nose was clearly visible through the open centred grommets filling them. The other three holes were smaller but with similar grommets so she appeared to have a series of small portholes running up either side of her nose.

Her lips too were ringed with black grommets, fortunately the smaller size this time however there were at least half a dozen in each lip. The only good thing about this was that her lips, in fact her entire face was a mass of tattooed scales, again beautifully done, all seeming to connect and interlock. The scales around her lips were in the shape of rectangular plates with a piercing at each joint. As she was looking at them Terry explained that she would be wearing  14 tightly fitting rings which would add more of a segmented look to her lips on the shoot.

Her ears had been heavily pierced for the previous shoot, but she couldn’t see much evidence of this now apart from her lobe which still had a huge hole through it. She noticed her ears too had not escaped the tattoo needle. They also seemed flatter, she turned her head to check and found that they were pretty much completely flat against the side of her head.

“Ah yes the ears,” Terry went on, “Mark decided that your ears weren’t very reptilian so he has flattened them by attaching the outer rim to your scalp all the way around the edge. There will be a little scarring but as its covered by the tattoos no one will see it. Its very neat, he has opened a slit in the back of your ear and on your scalp next to it, then sown the two together so they will simply grow into each other. Again its quite a subtle modification, but it can be covered by your hair, or wig if you don’t want to show it off.

Lisa had been running her tongue over her teeth and so knew what to expect when she opened her mouth, through the tattooed slit her lips had become she could see two rows of needle sharp pointed teeth, they seemed to be her teeth but slightly bigger in some way.

“And this?” She asked Terry.

“They are dental crowns, custom made to fit your own teeth. Once on the crowns and your teeth were reshaped into what you see now. They are super strong, the dentist pretty much guaranteed you wouldn’t be able to break one. That’s not really reversible to be honest as you own teeth have been filed down quite a lot to shape them like that. But they are easy to hide if your mouth isn’t open,” he smiled to show it was meant as a joke.

Lisa looked at him, “So this is me now. I’m a permanent freak, I have to live out the rest of my life like this??”

“Lisa you are stunning! Before you were a very unique and special person, remember you are still the same person, just more unique.”

Lisa looked at him for a few moments and Terry could see she was on the verge of tears, he held her close and they stayed like that for some minutes while Lisa cried onto his shoulder.

“Look Terry said, go back to bed ill go and make something to eat and a drink and well talk about it. Remember much of this can be disguised with the wig and that new makeup. I can get the girl at the shop to show you how to do it, hell you are going to be working there so she could probably do it for you until you became proficient yourself.”

Lisa had stopped crying and was looking at Terry, he wiped her cheeks dry and lead her back to the bedroom.

“I’m sorry” she said, “I now I signed up for this but its just such a lot to take in, it does help knowing I can still look normal to go out, I just don’t feel very attractive at the moment. That’s all...”

Terry made them both some sandwiches and a cold drink, Lisa was famished and took a huge bite of sandwich, at least tried to, she discovered her new teeth didn’t cut the food cleanly and she ended up having to rip the sandwich into pieces to eat it. Fortunately she could still chew on the back teeth so that wasn’t a problem. She had a swig of juice to chase it down which instantly leaked from the dozen holes around her mouth soaking her chin and the bed. She pulled a face at Terry who pulled one back and before they knew it they were both crying with laughter.

They eventually stopped and lay next to each other on the bed.
“I have got something else for you,” Terry said and reached into his pocket.

“No” Lisa said sarcastically, “you have done to much for me already.” She smiled to show she didn’t mean it, revealing her sharpened teeth which possibly wasn’t the effect she was going for.

Terry opened a small red box, inside was a thick silver ring decorated with similar  scales to Lisa’s body and in the centre of each was a diamond.

“Will you marry me he said?”

 
In the week leading up to the shoot Lisa found herself in turmoil, she had said yes to Terry, without a second thought. And they had spent the rest of the day planning their future together. She had started to obsess about meeting her folks in her new “Skin” but Terry assured her they could make her look perfect when the time came.

The day of the shoot arrived, Lisa got up early to get her self ready, after a shower and a good breakfast, thoughtfully provided by Terry, she found out an old Tee shirt and jeans to wear while she was being prepared for the shoot. Over the last few days she become used to her teeth and had started cutting food up more before chewing it. She had also learnt from experience that it was best to keep her mouth closed when she was out, a trip to the supermarket the day before had almost caused one of the shop assistants to have a heart attack, when Lisa smiled a thank you. She finished off her breakfast and threw on a hooded sweatshirt. There didn’t seem any point putting any makeup on this morning so the hood would give her a little bit of privacy if it was needed, and it was warm and comfortable. Before leaving, despite Terry’s calls for her to get a move on, she stopped to check her reflection in the mirror. She still couldn’t come to terms with her image, Her head looked too small, the extra height of the crest on her scalp seemed to make her other facial features smaller, however this was offset by the tattooing which effectively drew attention to her lips and eyes and seemed to flatten and minimise her nose. She felt another moment of sadness that her old self had disappeared so totally. Then pulled up her hood and headed down to the car.

The Team were all waiting at the shop, one of the “Marines” had already arrived and was in the waiting area. When Lisa walked in she caught the girl starting at her a few times so went over to re-introduce herself. The girl, who’s name was Jessica apologised for staring, and couldn’t believe this was the same girl who had been part of the audition team.

“Staring is something I’m going to have to get used to I think” Lisa replied, She introduced herself and explained the tin met able for the day.

“What sort of makeover will I have to get?” Jess asked, obviously slightly worried by the extent of Lisa’s transformation from the day of the auditions.

Lisa wasn’t sure what to tell her, she had dark brown glossy hair in a pony tail to mid back, and as far as Lisa could see no piercings or tattoos.
“The idea for the shoot is that you will be a futuristic space marine, and I’m the alien you are tracking. To be honest I only glanced at the designs for your outfits but I guess if you think military style you won’t be too far off.”

“Do you think they will cut my hair?”

“Almost certainly, expect the odd tattoo and piercing as well, but it shouldn’t be anything like as over the top as me” she said indicating her face.

Jess looked a bit worried by this.
“I sometimes do some modelling,” she said “I thought this would be something similar and the money was too good to pass up. If they make look like some sort of freak I’ll never be able to get any other modelling work!”

“You’d be surprised,” Lisa told, “there are lots of places that like more edgy looking models, you’ll find their is a lot less competition too. I was a lot like you the first time I came in, no tattoos or anything like that, the most extreme thing I had ever done was dye my hair black at college. Now look at me, Terry thinks I could be one of, if not the, most tattooed woman in the world, which is a scary thought. But I have still got a good job and a partner that loves me enough to have just proposed.”

“I guess what I’m saying is don’t judge a book by its cover, even your own book, if you see what I mean. You are a lot more than long hair and a pretty face.”

They chatted some more, eventually being joined by the second “marine” model Adele. After half an hour or so Jess and Adele were called in to the hairdressing area and Lisa made her way to find Maz. She knew she had quite a lot of rings to fit and Lisa wanted it out of the way so that she could get on with the some paperwork she needed to do. She was starting to get stuck into the books and could see she had a big job ahead of her.

She found Maz and mark going over the equipment they would need for the marines, the girls were to get a few facial piercings as well as the nape surface piercing Lisa had seen in the sketch. Maz broke off from Mark and set Lisa in the chair ready to start fitting the rings in her lips. These were only just big enough to fit around and as Maz carefully guided them into place Lisa could feel them clamping down her lip slightly. This was apparently needed to give her lips the segmented look they were going for. It didn’t hurt particularly, it just felt a little tight but even this soon faded. Maz was soon all finished and told Lisa she was free to go as there would only add the last few items just before the shoot.

After working through most of the morning and into he afternoon she eventually couldn’t ignore the noises her stomach was making so she ventured out to get some lunch from the buffet. Adele was sitting in the waiting room with her makeover pretty much complete apart from makeup.
“How’s it going?” Lisa asked her. She looked up from her book.
“OK I guess” she said, “I have always fancied an easier to manage haircut, if nothing else it’ll save time in the shower, I think my folks are going to freak though.”

All that was left of Adele’s shoulder length ginger curls was a 5mm long stripe of hair on the top of her head and this was coloured blue. The sides and back were completely smooth and on the side Lisa could see was tattooed some fictions military insignia. Her eyebrows and after a moment Lisa realised Eyelashes, were also gone. She had a pair of barbells where the ends of her eyebrows used to be and a ring in each side of the corner of her mouth. The overall effect was to remove anything girly from her appearance, and although she was still obviously a woman (the clothing she was wearing for the role left little to the imagination.) She now appeared somewhat more “empowered” than she had been before.

“What did you folks think to this?” she said, indicating Lisa’s “body art”

“They don’t know yet,” Lisa told her, “and I’m hoping to keep it from them for as long as possible, you’d be surprised what a good wig and some makeup can do.”

Just then Jess came in she was almost an exact duplicate of Adele, Lisa was amazed at how much the girls now resembled each other, they could easily bye mistaken for twins, She said as much to Jess.

“That’s the idea apparently. As we are playing genetically created soldiers we are supposed to be identical.” 

The rest of the afternoon went quickly, Lisa was fitted with her contacts and some 3” fingernail extensions then she was told to use the loo before being fitted with the prosthetic for her groin. This was glued in place then makeup was applied to blend it in to the rest of her scales. This completely sealed her up down below, meaning it would need removing before she could go to the toilet again and. She had asked for this instead of the pierced plates in the drawing and Terry had agreed, in return she had offered to leave the plates off her nipples. To be honest with the tattoo covering her entire body she actually felt fully dressed all the time and had no concern about leaving her breasts on display for the shoot.

The whole team were taken over to the venue where the photographer and set dressers had been working all day. Everything went well, it was a much more energetic evening with lots of running and jumping being required to get the high energy shots the photographer was after. To Lisa’s surprise there were also a lot of pyrotechnics involved. The whole thing was really good fun and she and the two other models had a ball playing soldiers.

Eventually the evening came to a close and everyone went back to the shop to get changed. Lisa was glad to slip into her clothes again after a quick check over by Maz, she decided to keep the lip rings in for now. Maz warned her that they may start cutting into her lips so Lisa should watch out for that but otherwise there was no reason she couldn’t keep them in as much as she liked.

She was finishing up in the office when Terry walked in.
He stood quietly in the doorway watching the amazing creature he had created, He found it quiet a turn on to see her in such a nondescript setting, wearing a baggy sweat shirt and cursing every time her new nails miss typed something on the computer in front of her.

“Hiya” he said, making her jump slightly, “You were amazing today, absolutely amazing. I’ve got an idea, I don’t know wether you’ll like it or not but hear me out.”
He took a deep breath.

“Lets fly to Las Vegas this weekend to get married, we can have a small ceremony here for your folks later, but the girl I want to marry is sitting in front of me, its not the plain Jane your parents want to see get married. If we go somewhere abroad you can be yourself, I can make a commitment to the amazing woman I want to spend the rest of my days with.”

“What do you think?”

Lisa Looked at him for some time, eventually he saw a tear run down her face.
“I’d like that she said quietly.”

He ran over to her and picked up almost dancing round the room with excitement.

The end.  

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