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Skinnie S
Aunt Jane watches with amusement as her nephew and his friend try to work out their moves on the catwalk for the final number of the 'BOY!'™ Spring 2022 fashion show. In comparison to Andy's earlier outfits, they seem to have been at this for an age. In preparing for the rehearsal, he'd whisked quickly through the skirts, dresses and petticoats helped by the dresser. The dresser even had him shimmying into tight latex and PVC pants in no time at all. If she could manage this at the rehearsal and the show too, it would vindicate Jane's proposal to The Sisterhood, BOY!™'s ultimate owners, about only using one model for the show. It would also firmly establish Andy, her Andy, as the Face of BOY!™.
The dresser seemed a charming girl and very efficient. She'd tucked, smoothed and polished her pretty nephew without demur or embarrassment. Fortunately, she hadn't proved a distraction, and Andy had stayed focused which made the fittings a lot easier. It helped that he knew that Will would be arriving to sort out their moves for the finale. The girl had taste too: she'd advised against the transparent ankle boots for the catsuit finale. She was right too. Their kitsch, Yeezy styling might look futuristic but they didn't fit with the flow of the show. The show's theme of "Through The Ages" had shown how feminisation outfits had progressed through the years. With that march of progress had been the elevation of heel heights with the move from flats to kitten heels to Cuban heels to stilettos to platforms. But the conclusion didn't need to be with Andy on grotesque stripper heels or those Yeezy's. It was right that the grand finale should have Andy on simple, elegant pink 6½" heels with ½" platform that matched his catsuit. A perfect 21st century finish: like the advance of females in the 20th century into trousers, trouser suits and jeans, a 21st century boy could look still feminine in trousers and pants with just his looks, manner and heels to show his innate, delicate femininity. Andy embodied that perfectly in his catsuit, waist cinching corset and heels.
The more she thought about it, the more Jane liked the dresser. She might look a little chav with her bunhead hair but she had legs to die for and very kissable lips. Jane sipped her espresso and made a decision. She'd get the dresser to join her in watching the two lovebirds and commenting on them. Her advice might be useful. "Darling, I think those racks are fine. You've got everything ready for rehearsal tomorrow. Come over here and watch this. It's such a hoot. They're still trying to sort out their moves."
"Let's run through it again," said Will. "The lights are down. The guitar starts riffing. You come on from the wings. The lights come up and you're stood at the back of the stage striking a pose with an arm in the air and side profile to show off your figure and heels." Andy made a sublime elegant swan like pose. "Yes, like just that. Then the female vocalist starts singing to the backing track and you mime along:
'Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good,
Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood.'
Then you start a very slow slinky walk downstage like Sheena Easton on heat:
'I move like a cat, talk like a rat, sting like a bee,'
You make it sinuous and give an air kiss on 'sting like a bee'.
And then I get up from the front of the audience and appear at the end of the catwalk. You look hard at me. You move slightly faster towards me but it's still slow and seductive.
'Babe I wanna be your girl.
Well it's plain to see, you were meant for me,
Yeah I'm your toy, the twenty-first century BOY!.
21st century toy I wanna be your BOY!.
21st century toy I wanna be your BOY!.'
Have you got it, honey?"
"Sure, this bit's not too difficult," answered Andy. He was getting a bit bored keeping on running over things from the start, but they did need to get the pre-amble right. Aunt Jane had always told him about the importance of foreplay. He did like how Will had taken to calling him 'honey'. It had just seemed to happen naturally. Maybe it was Will hearing Aunt Jane call him that so much. He'd just adopted it. "It's getting some of the later moves right that's difficult. Let's get to the bit with the hands."
"So you're half-way done the catwalk. The verse seems to repeat:
'Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good,
Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood.'
but the next linechanges to:
'Fly like a plane, drive like a car, Ball like a hound'
and you do a hip thrust and grind. Let me see you try again."
Andy stood still and straight. He arched his back slightly as if readying himself to thrust his crotch forward. He made the slightest of thrusts and then bent forward thrusting out his bum and twerking.
"Fabulous!" exclaimed Will. "So you do that to:
'Babe I wanna be your girl.
Well it's plain to see, you were meant for me,'
and then you straighten and do a hip grind to,
'Yeah I'm your toy, the twenty-first century girl
21st century toy I wanna be your BOY!.
21st century toy I wanna be your BOY!.'
OK?"
"Got it," said Andy. "Can we move it on to the important bit. I am getting a bit sweaty in here."
"Damp, more like," heckled Aunt Jane. "Get a move on. This must be the fifth time you've gone through this. You're keeping me from a glass of fizz. Would you like to join us, honey?" she casually asked the dresser who was now stood beside her. It seemed a natural move. And it would obviously be quite natural for her to hold the girl's hand when they left the bar since Andy would surely be holding Will's.
"Yes, that would be nice," the girl replied. "My name's Natalie, by the way, though friends call me Nat. I'd like that. Your boy is lovely."
"Which one?"
"Oh, Andy of course. He's so pretty and feminine. And an absolute sweetie. He's so polite and gentle. And he was so respectful when I was tucking him. No silliness."
"Yes, he is well behaved," replied Jane.
"Well trained, I think you mean," said Natalie, "and I'm sure trained by you." There was a smile and a hint of of a wink.
So it was Andy Natalie admired, not Will. Jane was even more sure about her. This girl really did have potential ..... and taste.
"Then when the verse kicks again, you get your full strut on. You move faster and come up to me," continued Will.
Andy started to sing:
"'Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good,
Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood
Move like a cat, talk like a rat, sting like a bee',
and I've timed it so I'm close to you and air kiss again. Then I come right up to you and put my hand on your chest. Like this." Andy pressed his body against Will's. His leg pushed against Will and their groins met. I look up at you:
'Hey babe I wanna be your girl'."
"But I try and stand back and keep my hands up not touching you," said Will raising his arms.
"Then I put my arms around your neck and start to grind to:
'It's plain to see you, were meant for me,"
and I move your left arm down so it's around my waist:
'Yeah I'm your toy. Your twenty-first century girl.'"
"Like this'" said Will.
"Yes, and then I move your right hand so it's on my bum:
'21st century toy I wanna be your BOY!',
and you pull me closer into you. I grind more." Andy could feel Will stiffening again. "And you squeeze my bum. Yes, just like that. But make sure you pull me in tight. Yes, that's nice. Sorry, I meant right. And the chorus goes on,
'21st century toy I wanna be your BOY!
21st century toy I wanna be your BOY!'
And, as the chorus starts to fade, we move our lips closer as if we're about to kiss, and the lights go to black."
"That's right."
"I've just been thinking," said Andy appearing to be musing. "If there's a delay in the lights or the technicians don't get the timing quite right with the music fade, wouldn't it be easier if we actually kissed?"
"Yes, I suppose it would," said Will. "Would that be OK, Lady Jane?"
"It would work. And I'm sure it's what Andy wants," said Jane rather sarcastically: Andy’s desires were becoming all too obvious.
"Oh, goodie. Can we try another run through?" He loved feeling Will's stiffness against him when they got the final embrace. Every time it seemed to get harder and bigger. He was just glad the dresser had tucked him so well though he was concerned the tape might be getting too damp to take the strain. "Again, again!"
"Enough!" shrieked Lady Jane. "This isn't 'The Teleubbies'. No more run throughs. You're perfect for the rehearsal. And if that finale doesn't imprint BOY!™ on the audience and viewers, I don't know what will. Natalie, here, is gasping for a drink. Aren’t you darling?” she said rhetorically. “Let's get you out of these outfits and get them hung up and allowed to dry. I'm afraid it's civvies for you tonight Andrew."
"Oh!" Andy looked disappointed. He'd been hoping to wear a nice dress when they went to the hotel bar.
"We can't have the paparazzi grabbing any shots of you or the collection before the show, although I promise you can wear your catsuit to the after-party in two nights time."
"Thank you, Auntie," that would be lovely said a simpering Andy.
Aunt Jane's mind was already moving on to other matters. Dinner tomorrow. Possibly all four of them - she, Andy, Will and Natalie, the dresser - could have a light dinner tomorrow after the rehearsal. With maybe a parting kiss at the end? Just to show Jane's thanks for all Natalie's hard work.. An invitation to the aftershow party would naturally follow and surely be a tempting offer to the young girl. The party would be small and select, especially given there was only one model (plus Will, of course). And then Jane would face a dilemma: did she keep firm control over Andy that evening and chaperone him; or did she leave him with Will? Given their current embraces and responses, that would lead to an almost inevitable outcome. Maybe it was time. She needed to think about that. She didn't want to spoil Andy too soon. But Jane did feel she deserved some 'me time', especially with Kitty away. And if that 'me time' involved a little 'me and Natalie time', so much the better. Kitty wouldn't mind. She just hoped the dresser's lips and tongue were as nice her nephew's. That boy had learned so much in the last year. At least Nat’s bunhead would mean stray hair wouldn’t get in the way. At least at first. Her hair could come down later.
“And if the show goes well, which I’m sure it will, I’ll let you wear the accessories that we can’t use in the public show. You can wear the buttplug tail that goes with your catsuit to the party. Would you like that?”
“Oh yes, Auntie,” said Andy. “Most definitely,” and he looked up at Will with a glint in his eye.
elexander holinaty
I think Will is there via the sisterhood to help calm Andy down during his modeling. But they might just take an advantage of this and use it as a leash, seeing how Andy reacts. Hope there are not any cameras in the hotel room
Lee
Few can do justice to that suit as well as Andy, and even in those precious heels their lips are the perfect height. Will the loving pair chance a kiss and smudge his make-up? Stern eyes are upon them to see if he remains in model mode and protects his outfit and make-up job. It does not seem possible for a quick change of costume any time soon. Thankfully Will has arrived for a visit and a chance to help Andy relax.
Aidan
Absolutely Adorable cat suit. As to the story, I cannot wait to find out. Reading the rest of the conversation is fun, especially Skinnie S. But I am sure Andy L will enthrall us. My guess is after a performance of his life, Andy is about to collapse, but of course Will is here to revive, all under the watchful of our fav Aunt Jane.
Richard cdavis
Andi: “Is that a gun in your pants or are you just glad to see me?
