All According to Plan. Chapter 7

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   A quick thank you,  thank you, thank you,  thank you for your kind messages and patience with me. My head is on the mend, not on tip top form but much better thank you.
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   Time to face the truth that this is the final chapter in Mandy's wonderful story, 'All According to Plan'. I do hope she writes other tales.

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All According to Plan.
By Mandy Sweet heart.

Chapter Seven.
Lady Jane Fullerton-Jones will always treasure the way Andy had squirmed as they went through the golden state passport control a few days ago, now as they took a cab to the beauty pageant it was the way the taxi driver kept adjusting the mirror to peer along his so sexy excessively long lightly tanned legs, just showing a glimpse of the gloriously glossy black latex panties under a slick shiny metallic purple latex micro skirt that Andy kept trying to lower, similarly the tight blue lush liquid-like latex tummy revealing vest that seemed to sparkle with every diminutive intake of breath. Sitting cooly next to him, naturally resting her hand in his, sat his aunt Jane in a seductive knee length glassy glowing black leather A-line skirt with a pure white silk blouse closed by a black stain ribbon to secure her brimming dignity.
The past two months had been such hard work for Jane. Rather than put up with all of Andys’ diminishing phony whining and claims of being mortified Jane found herself requesting the help from her very special friend, Jennifer who lived next door, for the sole purpose of keeping the troublesome boy in his heels all day!
Courtesy of Jennifers’ advice, within a day Andy found he had been banned from watching any sports on TV and forbidden from attending football practice, in its place the lad had feminine charisma and fashion model deportment lessons until any of his minor masculine mannerisms were drummed out of his mind, resulting in Andy becoming as refined in feminine chic and expert at applying cosmetics as Lady Jane herself. As he developed Jane gloriously rewarded her nephew by expanding the wardrobe in his adorable newly embellished delicately feminine bedroom, purchasing the pink suit he so admired along with several pairs of sandals, all five or six inch heels, and various other outfits that could be mixed in differing styles plus acquiring two more latex maid uniforms for him and two weeks ago and after delicately inquiring she cautiously invited Will around for brunch one Sunday allowing Andy the afternoon off to enjoy some cozy company.
When Andys’ intense training began, apart from when he was attending college, he would always be in a sticky maids outfit but thanks to his natural deportment and the consuming guidance from the two strict ladies, Andy was soon at such a level that even acting in an androgynous manner was becoming difficult for him, allowing his supervisors to lessening their inflexibility and for Jane or Jennifer to routinely permit him to accompany either one of them while shopping in one of his other feminine outfits causing Andy to imagine it was a closely guarded secret just how much he truly loved the slippery slick warm latex uniforms caressing his body, particularly his new deeply elegant luxurious lubriciously smooth glistening pink latex set, nevertheless Jennifer suspected and Jane could plainly see how passionately ablaze he was wearing each one of them.
Three days before they were to leave for America, Andy had to visit Lady Janes’ hair stylist for a fitting of extensions and colouring fulfilling the trip to the studio absolutely unaccompanied for the first time, Janes’ only demands were for him to phone a few times to let her know he was safe along with permitting her to lovingly apply his makeup for his solo day out and Jennifer playfully passing advise that he should wear his silk pink trouser suit.
Andy just loved every second of strolling the thoroughfares, swanning around stores stopping to using the card, containing a small allowance, aunt Jane had just given him and not wanting anything for himself he found Jane and Jennifer a small gift. Only later did Andy discover the most mouthwatering surprise set up by Jane...a lunch date with Will his waiter; who, knowing entirely about Andy being male, was unashamedly excited as he waited outside the hair studio to surprise him.
All the extraordinary day carried out in the freedom of supervision from his ‘aunts’ despite the way he had been trying to whine about the hair appointment, but Jane had plainly seen how her nephew (however, now she was often thinking of Andy as her niece at times) was absolutely looking forward to the visit when she sweetly enlightened him that his ears would also be pierced now that she had decided that Andy would be required to wear hooped rings to complement the dress she had arranged to be ready for him to wear at the finals that Jane was sure he would reach and win.
When the driver stopped the vehicle for the last time Andy apprehensively slid across the seat before standing close to his aunt as she paid the man, although if the taxi driver could he would have said they were exempt from having to pay the fair because he had enjoyed the view of two lovely ladies so much. Waiting for his aunt to sort out the currency Andy shivered in the assaulting heat before, in matching black six inch heels, Jane guided Andy towards the hotel holding the event.
This being the final round Andy disconcertingly found his worries about being discovered had been reborn to those greater than he felt during the first day. Feeling like a trapped bunny, Andy now with his impeccable posture and normally feeling perfectly at ease dressed as he was, followed incredibly closely as he trailed his aunt into the building and past the security guard who stood outside of the changing room before he could quickly attempt to relax and ready himself to compete against the other girls.
As the two entered the room was already mostly full of the other nine competitors along with their supports dashing around helping the girls that had made it this far, calmly Andy waved and said, “hi” to a few he had found likable whilst they made it towards the rear of the room.
Even before Jane could say anything Andy quickly but careful of his expertly made up face began to ease his tight clinging top off. “I have a little something extra for you, Andy.” Jane said as she shown him a silver tube.
It was not long before Andy was stood with his back to the others in just his minuscule lustrously polished latex panties, remembering how he was less than two months ago Jane wanted to needle Andy further by sending him to fetch her a glass water but with time rushing by she eased a small amount of gel onto her fingers and proceeded to tenderly smooth the lube across his silky seamless body.
“That tinglings, auntie.” Andy confided with a quiver of pleasure in his voice.
Continuing to coat his delicate, fine porcelain smooth skin with a light surface of the cool jelly Jane informed him. “That will be the sweet marjoram darling, by the time I have finished all your body is going to sparkle as well as give you the most pleasant mild mint fragrance. Benefiting from the experience of Janes’ flowing hands Andy shivered as she giggled. “You will love this lube, Andy, it will help the latex slid over your dainty body too.”
As Jane finished Andy noticed the lube was clearly leaving a glistering light hue as if too increase his modest suntan and making it appear as if the twinkle was his natural skin.
Jane held the dress ready and as Andy was worrisome that grazing his skin against the latex would dislodge the glitter resulted on him to feel encouraged to carefully lower his first long leg down the full length dress. A beautiful lustrous semi-transparent latex dress that was so flawless it felt silk like as it slid with some effort from Jane over his body regardless that he breathed in as deeply as possible to help her, as it rose Andy finally discovered how the wonderful dress was much longer than any dress he had worn previously and if it was not for the modest peach tinge within the latex it would be literally be transparent. Due to the tautness Jane stringently eased the latex over Andys’ narrow boyish hips, proudly watching him only mouth a squeal with his deep glossy pink lips when Andy found the attire extra tight around the waist and as Jane now comfortably wafted further up his body she allowed his physique to adjust as he flowed into the semi soft gossamer latex thanks to the aromatic lubricate. Andy felt assured as his already slender waist was being constricted with soothing simplicity from the excessively tight latex as it lovingly squeezed his waist.
Obviously pliable, Andy unhurriedly flexed his arms in complete comfort into the sleeve holes and raised the side zipper while Jane ensured the look was flawless.
Andy was marveling at the visual aspect of his glamour in front of the long mirror, overwhelmed at how narrow his waist now looked and flabbergasted at what appeared to be his tiny budding breast, Jane could see just how mesmerising the boy appeared standing in his new peach sandals, so comfortable with their five inch heels, the gorgeously scintillating polished dress with the high hip side split was still receiving a final glistening mist by Jane to further revealing his fabulous effeminate body in all its splendor under the gracefully glowing fluid like latex.
With his flawless skin sparkling under the elegant, sleek, shiny dress highlighting his slim hips and escalating his every curve Jane lowered a modest tiara onto his long blond hair. Knowing just how far her nephew had mentally traveled in such a short time, Jane kindly purred. “How does it feel, Andy?”
Admiring himself as he twirled a ring of his new locks around one finger, thinking how moist his body already had become in the cool dressing room, Andy breathed as deeply as the radiantly gleaming taut latex would permit him. “It’s so different, auntie. I’ve never worn a long dress before it’s very beautiful but so tight I think I will be all gooey by the end, I can barely breath aunt Jane.” Pausing to take a few elfin sips of air before adding in a whisper. “If it wasn’t for my tiny panties everyone would see everything and be aware of my boyhood.”
Jane giggled as Andy found it difficult to hide all of the embarrassment that was causing his cheeks to deliciously glow. As he turned to smile at Jane he heard her say. “I know you’re going to win and I have lost my most lovely wonderful maid Andy, because if you don’t prevail you will be be my dazzlingly young maid for a very long time.” Jane wanted to give him hug but was fearful of spoiling the dress, instead she gave him a loving smile and fluttered her lashes. “Andy, darling, truthfully good luck and either way just remember you always have a home with your loving old aunt.” Her lips barely grazed his.
Poor Andys’ mind had already been all a flutter about the worries of going on stage, now he had the headache of being his aunts’ maid to be concerned about, ‘at least you will have a home’ his mind chuckled so loudly he scarcely heard the stagehand inform the contestants that it was time.
With his aunt Jane waiting backstage, knowing she would be radiating with so much confidence did not help as Andy was the last to the catwalk; he requested that his mind dismiss just how demandingly Lady Jane would be watching his every move from her hiding position behind a curtain, feeling how his currently undependable heart double thumped between a nonexistent beat and then several uncontrollable brisk palpitates amounted to another total distraction as he drifted with ease in the five inch spindly heels down the ten wide open steps. Oddly enough Andy was appreciative of the thigh high split showing off his long leg as he flowed towards the floor to reach Fiona and Sheila Williams, The Heads’ of Cover-Girl, their eyes already well-nigh adrift with the glitter covering his shapely body shimmering like sequins under the hot spotlights while Andy took tiny gasps of air though his pouting glossy lips and silently begging for his heart to beat regularly.
Though it had taken less than ten seconds to reach the stage he was aware that his entire warm dewy body was aglow from perspiration. ‘Oh my, it’s so warm I can scarcely gasp a breath or concentrate.’ Andy thought as mixed feelings began streaming though his mind. Powerless to stop his natural responses Andy discovered his hands descending serenely down the slippery latex to remove any kinks that might ruin his lovely glistening dress as now he had reached this far Andy cherished the idea of winning. As this new concept overwhelmed him he began cautioning himself that he still had to approach Sheila so they would converge at the microphone only a few sways of the hips away.
Despite the innumerable times Sheila had worked with beautiful models when a new, truly ravishing one arrived she still took notice and before Andy had taken the last step Sheila had unexpectedly forgotten her lines and dramatically announced. “That dress looks so amazing on you! I mean you look gorgeous in it.” The exhales from most of the other contestants was practically visible as Andy preformed a lithesome pirouette encouraging Shelia to gasp as she took in how the dress entranced his body.  “Tell me about it.”
To Andy it sounded like an order and he felt strangely encouraged and in turn this motivated his heart to settle. “As you can see it’s made of the finest exquisite latex, created by Kenzie Jones, don’t you just love her style?. I just come alive when I wear such a heavenly dress and simply fell in love with this enchanting creation once I tried it on”
Still keeping out of sight Jane discovered a fresh tenderness towards Andy as he spoke with eagerness and not for the first time she wished she had she introduced her nephew to full feminine attire earlier.
Trying to compose herself Sheila glanced at the camera before returning to Andy. “Latex? I know it becoming all the rage right now but it must be somewhat warm under all these studio lights.”
“It’s a little sultry, Sheila.” Andy informed her as he felt a trickle roll down the centre of his spine. “But I just receive so much pleasure with how exciting such spectacularly scrumptious slithery slick latex feels when its so snugly against my skin”
Realising that she had completely goofed her lines and thankful at how Andy had simply recovered, but now his sixty seconds was almost up and Sheila had to proceed. “Well, I must say you look extraordinary in it. If you can join the other contestants, please.” Sheila pointed towards the rear of the stage before and with deep sorrow she watched him glide elegantly away. “Now while the judges set about with their impossible task here is Vanessa Mae, and after that conversation I assure you ladies and gentlemen this is an absolutely total coincidence, she is performing ‘Warm Air’ for us.”


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“Thank you, Vanessa.
“Just unbelievable as always.” Sheila praised as the star bowed to the cameras knowing canned applause and hollering would be going out. “Now the moment we have all been waiting for, which of these amazing girls will be the recipient of the fabulous Cover-Girl prize?”
Knowing there would be a drum roll added sheila waited fifteen seconds looking at the card that had just been handed to her then announced. “In third place it is…..Jane,”
Lady Jane cursed Fiona as her heart slammed in her chest. “Jane Skate, ladies and gentlemen.” Lady Jane took a long deep breath, relieved. “Congratulations Jane.” The girl fought to hide the dispirited reaction as the sash was draped over her shoulder by Fiona who passed on more than a few words of encouragement.
It was the same for the second place winner, Kylie Tracey.
“Now ladies and gentlemen the winner of our grand prize.”
A long, long twenty second pause as Fiona made her way with slow refined elegance to stand next to Sheila, the eight remaining wished sheila or Fiona wound get on with it.
In what felt like slow motion to Andy, Sheila removed a card from the golden envelope, taking a quick look spoke into the microphone. “The winner of the fabulous Cover-Girl prize  is…”
Fiona was handed the card and hardly glanced at it as she read. “...Andrew.” Fiona and Sheila gasped loudly into the microphone before Fiona enquired. “Surely it’s an error and should say Andie?”
‘Oh my!’ Thought Andy.
Sheila looked at her with a bemused expression. “It must be, Fiona. I had a chat with an Andie while we were backstage, before rehearsals yesterday.”
Then Fiona began again. “Apologies about this strange mix up folks. The winner truly is Andie….Andie Watson ladies and gentlemen.”

In outright disbelief now it had been confirmed Andy, on precarious feet swayed towards them, as he made his way from the rear of the stage his salmon pink tipped fingers thoughtlessly waltzed to his coordinated full lips as if to keep something in.
So full of embarrassment the reality of what he dreamed it entailed hit the boy as he shimmied towards the microphone.
Placing the first prize red ribbon over his head Sheila thirstily ending her speculation of just how slick Andys’ heavenly dress felt and quivered with delight as she asked. “So how does it feel to win the two year contract to be the all new delectable face of Cover-Girl, worth twenty four thousand dollars?”
‘Oh heavens, no! I will have to live as girl for the next two years either as a model or longer as aunties’ maid.’ Andy realised the voice complaining belonged not to him but his oldest brother, still the feeling of being trapped filled every corner of his mind and he fully acknowledged just how well snared he was and understanding just how cunning Jane had been to set this up but as Andy accepted his acclamation he forgave her for doing this to him.
While Jane watched from backstage, secretly congratulating him she also envisaged that this would help her silly nephew discover what would happen if he did not learn to fulfill all his responsibilities, particularly to her.
As his emotions stirred deeper Andy embarked on forgetting that his full name was soon going to be broadcast all over America, Europe and beyond; he felt no concern that two days ago he would have been totally humiliated if any of his college friends had so much as found out about this show and now Andy no longer resented the implications of living like a female for the two whole years he would now have to be a fashion model. With the tears of jubilation creating stars in his eyes Andy really did not mind any of that as he kind of enjoyed showing off his undeniable beauty now he had discovered how fabulous he looked. Simply Andy thought of how he so wanted to repay his aunt back for all her kindness and tell her it was not just so they could remain good friends because however much he adored having fun days out with her as Andie it was Lady Jane that had been so good-hearted as to keep encouraging him to reveal his true self.
As Andy finally remembered to breath, in a murmured chorus he slowly uttered into the microphone, “It’s just wonderful, thank you so very much...Sheila, Fiona and of course my precious aunt Jane who encouraged me to enter,” Andy glanced over to where he knew Jane would be standing and concluded, “without her ample love and support I could never have trusted in myself to come this far.”
Hearing his kind hearted words so softly spoken Jane felt her heart draining of her earlier thoughts.
Sipping in badly needed gasps of air Andy comfortably accommodated his sexy pout across his full lips and blew a kiss towards the camera.
“I’m not sure it has truly sunk in yet ladies.” He explained as he considered how his future was going to emphatically change from what he had once planned.

to be continued?

Hello again it's only me. I just have to say I love this story, Mandy so captures the world of Andy and Aunt Jane and her descriptive passages are just gorgeous to read and re-read.Especially the glittery lube and the image of Andy in nothing but a pair of teeny tiny latex panties. Wonderful

    Thank you Mandy

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All According to Plan, Chapter 4

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Hope your weekend is going well and to make it even better here is Chapter 4 of  Mandy Sally Heart's super story.
 It follows part 3 below
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All According to Plan
by
Mandy Sally Heart

Chapter Four.
Andy was finishing his petit dejeuner when he appealingly enquired. “Do I really have to clean the entire house, aunt Jane?”
Jane was starting to appreciated that just like most of yesterday, while her nephew had been in her rooms it was easy to observed how uninhibited he behaved and as Jane confirmed this to herself she became aware that no one could be not sufficiently taken in by all the complaining regarding how he felt about being her weekend housemaid his whimpering regarding having to wear the attire she had selected or even the sulky protesting about doing the chores. Jane cautiously stiffened her face. “Yes, as I have no other maid of course you do. You will….” In her fully refined cultured voice Jane went on to explain everything she wished Andy to do, including what to say if anyone should call. Jane ultimately reasoned as she gazed at him walking with such feminine grace to the sink and slip on the pink fluffy cuffed kitchen gloves how simple it was recognising that his bitching was only because Andy believed boys should whine about such situations and this was, Jane suspected, all thanks to the way his two brothers unsympathetically teased her poor Andy about how his graceful mannerisms looked wrong to them.
Feeling everything was as she wished, including the satisfaction of taking in the delightful entertainment of Andy beginning his first weekend as her maid by cheerfully swaying his tush before her, Jane reluctantly left him and went to her small office to embark on the work she put off for the more important imperative of shopping with her nephew yesterday.
Mostly from the harmonical clipping of his shoes Jane knew that Andy was carrying out her instructions. Although she had felt an unexpected mingy pang of disquiet from ordering her sensitive nephew and friend to be her maid, fortunately the way she adored seeing him attractively dressed in such a skimpy latex dress conveniently vanquished any displeasure and well, he had to learn I am in charge she decided.
Around ten O’clock and hearing Andy working away on the ground floor Jane entered her rooms and changed into something more casual for a shopping trip before cursorily reviewing his work.
Staring at her new maid quietly singing to himself whilst using the feather duster Jane lightly tapped the toe of her black seven inch patented stiletto as she was standing just inside of the smaller reception room and admiring Andys’ cute little jiggling tush before sighing and calling out. “Maid!”
The feminised boy tottered as he spun on the five inch spiked heels and absently gave a slight curtsy while enjoying the excitement from the slippery smooth moist uniform slithering sensuously over his skin. “Yes, ma’am.” Andy squealed in surprise and gawked at her suggestive vesture, a cream semi see through chiffon blouse, unbuttoned to reveal more of her cleavage than normal but his eyes lingered on the intensely tight radiant black PVC jeans that he really adored to see her in and more than once dreamed of trying on himself.
Unable to control her broad grin at his submissive pizzazz she informed him. “I’m going out to meet Fiona for lunch. As she is going to America soon I might be late back, so make yourself some lunch later.
“When I return I want see my home perfectly cleaned, including the inside windows.” Jane left him to carry on with the rest of the chores without waiting to see if Andy would perform a small curtsy.
Having left her car in her reserved central London parking place Jane proceeded down the same walkway as the day before, confident as ever as she was receiving considerably long attentive ogles.
Finding only very light weekend traffic Jane knew that she was way too early to meet her friend and entered ‘Slick Cosmetics’. As always with this wonderful retail establishment Jane was welcomed by a sales supporter. “May I help you, Mam?” The sales girl enquired.
Smiling pleasantly Jane explained her wishes. “Yes, I’m looking for a gift for my niece, I hope you can help. I’m after an entire makeup package for an eighteen year old, her skin tone is just a shade lighter than mine and she loves pink of course.”
Selecting a rosy pink nail varnish first they went on to browse there range of cosmetics and other essentials before Jane found herself helplessly adding suitably charming floral scented perfume for her young maid along with a few fragrant body washes Andy would now be needing. “Your niece is a very lucky girl to have such a charming aunt.” The girl stated to Jane.
Checking her watch, Jane thanked the assistants.
Finding that selecting all that she needed had not taken as long as she had imagined and buying gifts for her niece, Andy, had been so much fun for her that Jane decided to find new nightwear too.
Lady Jane did vaguely consider returning to Honour to see what they had in latex but opted for a several pallid silklike satiny, short chemise nightdresses, panties and robes from Harmony. As she left the intimates outlet Jane examined her watch again and discovered she had just the time to make it to meet Fiona as agreed.
Elegantly striding past the window Jane spotted Fiona had, as always the most desirable table of the eatery and went straight in her direction after entering. Only just having the time to place the bags on the chair before they hugged each other in their typical greeting.
“So lovely to see you, Jane, you look wonderful as always. Been buying yourself naughty treats again I see.”
“Oh no,” Jane chripped passing on her complements too, “These are for Andy.”
Not that impressed Fiona remarked. “You spoil that child, Jane, he’s not even your nephew. I thought you said he had already skipped on the agreement of paying you a sum to stay at your villa? Even if you are giving the money to charity he should grow up, you are much too kind.”
Having trusted Fiona for so long Jane confessed. “You should see what I have Andy doing to repay me, Fiona.” Her friend gazed at her questionably. “He’s my maid, doing all the chores and in such a cute little number too, or at least he better be. But that is not what I wanted to tell you,” Jane went on to explain to Fiona just how he was dressed also adding what he was attired in when they went shopping, “and he looks so beautiful, such gorgeous long legs,” not really needing the privacy Jane leaned closer to whisper her, “at times he fights me, however deep down I can tell Andy just loves to be groomed as a girl, all his mannerisms are so feminine. You really should have seen him yesterday, Fiona, he was totally flirting with the waiter too.”
Fiona gasped. “A sissy! Andy?”
Jane almost gasped at how her friend had phrased it but managed. “Yes.”
Fiona waved her fingers in front of her face as if she cooling herself down. “Wow, I always thought he dreamed of being with you. Like, wow! Have I got that boy wrong?”
The two stared at each other as if they were attempting to sort out Andys’ emotions before Jane suddenly asked what her friend had been doing. “As you know I have been having problems finding the right person to appear on my magazine, Cover-Girl. It’s such a drudgery, we have this problem every year or so and the chore has been taking up so much of my time this year that’s why I haven't had time for much else, Jane.
“We are holding a pageant in America, that should help though, as there is a prize of around thirty thousand pounds so we hope it might bring out the right person. I really hope it does.”
Hearing her friend let out a sigh Jane considered and then asked. “Maybe Andy could enter? He really looks so lovely, I’m almost jealous.”
Fiona could not believe her ears. “A boy! I’m not sure. If you think he could pass as a girl maybe Andy could enter the preliminary stages as a way of further punishing him, they’re not filmed so if you’re just playing or simply wrong Jane, my magazine won’t look foolish.”
Miraculously a very apologetic waitress attended them. “I am so sorry to keep you waiting ladies, it is not an excuse but a few staff haven't turned up today. All drinks are complimentary as a way of an apology. My name is Mandy, how may I help you?”
As the two ladies placed their requests Jane glanced up at the fatigued girl. “No rush we have lots to discuss.”
Jane and Fiona spent the next two hours chatting about how they could ensnare Andy to enter the contest intermingling talk about their past and enjoying the wonderful meal that deserved the large tip they left.
It was only when they were saying their goodbyes that Fiona sternly informed Jane. “I know how much you care about Andy, but if you are just using me to punish him I will never forgive you, honey.” Fiona giggled and gave Jane a last hug.

To Be continued
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All According to Plan. Chapter 3

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  Here is chapter 3 of Mandy Sally Heart's super story.
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All According to Plan.
By Mandy Sweet heart.

***To keep this tale within the ‘Lady Jane & Andy’ worlds
 I have taken a few liberties with the delightful stories
 & exciting artwork created by Sweet Andy Latex.
Thank you.


Chapter Three.
It was only five thirty and Andy was appalled by his aunt waking him up so early on a Saturday morning, the young adult was absolutely baffled by what was happening as he gently rubbed his drowsy eyes and could scarcely interpret Lady Jane informing him in her sparkly let’s go shopping voice. “Come on Andy, you should be up and doing your duties by now.”
Trying to banish the sleep from his mind while seeing Jane beaming down at him hiding under the silky satin covers Andy noticed how impressive his aunt was even this early in the day and graciously filled his waking mind with the way her blond hair perfect shaped that sweet heart shaped face that was, as always, immaculately highlighted with cosmetics to accentuate Janes’ soft seductive features filled with characteristic that could easily control any person caught by her supreme beauty. Janes’ grandeur imparted from her high cheekbones that spoke of erupting sexuality, energetic green eyes that sparkled with sexual desire, the way you could sense her luxurious rich deep ruby red lips teasing you to embrace them but somehow you knew it would only happen if she so desired.
Her full bosom appeared to be needing an escape from the confines of the waist length luxurious polished smooth black leather jacket adorned with clinching red stitching, the jacket buttoned to reveal a deep cleavage which Andy, possible unlike most boys his age, wondered if she was wearing an aflamed silk camisole underneath. As he lowered his eyes and Jane took a small step back Andy could see the black skin tight jodhpurs above her ultra glossy red patent leather riding boots, ‘no, not riding boots’ Andys’ sleepy brain considered, not with those two inch platforms and eight inch  hyperfine heels.
“You’re more than exquisite, auntie.” Andy mumbled as he felt more than a pang of devotion for his friend and confidant.
“What! This?” Jane giggled at his sweet phrase as she lowered herself to remove a stray curl of hair drifting down his forehead simultaneously binding Andy in a shroud of her musky perfume. “Quickly now, remove yourself from there and shower, then meet me in my rooms I’ll help you dress.”
Seeing he was not immediately going move Jane understood she would need to insist. “Hurry now Andrew Watson, I’m exceedingly impatient to see you in your wonderful latex dress, I’ve dreamt of it all night so move.”
Andy instantly knew it was very serious as Jane had only used his full name those very few times he had come close to upsetting her but never with the venom in her crystal clear voice he just heard. Worried at how badly he was distressing her this weekend it took less than ten minutes for her nephew to nervously arrive in her bedchamber.
As Jane examined him she noticed how Andy had tied the shimmering red thigh length satin wrap just the way she had instructed him to cross over the jacket he had worn the day before and wondered if she was awake yet, partially due to it being the wrap Jane had given Andy for his birthday two years ago and seeing it still fit him so beautifully.
“Ready.” If it was  a question he had no time to reply. “Sit down Andy.”
As Andy shuffled towards the dainty chair that sat angled away from the mirrors Jane could see how apprehensive he was behaving and decided that she must be awake. “Andy, until we reached the boutique you were so natural, carefree and confident yesterday, don’t worry I’m not going to hurt my unquestionably favourite nephew.”
Taking the stool next to him Jane began to use hair clips to hold back Andys’ shoulder length hair. “Swing your chair around so you can see yourself in the side mirror.”
Unlike yesterday Jane chatted to Andy, picking up the brushes Jane began. “You have to remember which is used for which powder. This is the one for the foundation, Andy...”
As Jane began to stroke the brush across his skin she continued. “Always use a little powder and light sweeping movements, you only add more if needed.” As Jane worked her magic Andy watched his face with its essentially gender-neutral features miraculous become fully feminine.
“I have always thought of you as such a beautiful boy, that is one of the reasons I wished to spend so much time with you.” Jane uttered as she applied strokes of blusher.
“Close your eyes for me darling.” Andy meekly obeyed and listened to Jane softly telling him how she was coloring his lids in pink before applying a pale blue. Expertly finishing quickly Jane instructed Andy to open his eyes again and placed the extended lashes to highlight his wide eyes. “Like to apply the massacra darling?”
Maybe it had just been that his aunt had been somewhat silent yesterday but Andy had felt nervous while Jane held the wand so close to his eyes and told her that he would try before he bashfully accepted the stick from her. “Just do it slowly, Andy.” It was Jane who now watched Andy so closely as he delicately let the brush darken and seamingly lengthen the lashes, leaving them looking so adorable once they were thicker. “Wonderful, now the lower ones.” Janes’ praise was so honest that Andy felt his heart crest a wave from his small accomplishment as he continued to carefully followed her directives. “Just your lips, as before I’ll shape them first.” Forming his voluptuous lips into that classic bow shape, giving them that extra sexaul appeal his full pouting lips already possessed before Andy filled in the outline with the same tinted pink lip gloss. “You should always have such glossy glowing lips Andy, here is the clear gloss and I would like you to apply three coats.” With a slightly shaky hand Andy brushed his lips until they were alive with gloss and he smiled and his aunt.
“I must have the most beautiful nephew ever, Andy. You look just like the niece I wished I had.” She returned his beaming smile and gestured for him to follow her. “You would still be my absolutely favorite relative of course and forever hold that special place in my heart, darling.” Jane quickly added comprehending what she just said.
Andy was feeling so relaxed while he having such fun with aunt appearing to be in such a contented temperament after the way he had upset her that he did not need to hear the second part whereas seeing the dress hanging on the door of the roomy walk in wardrobe caused an insecure murmuring from Andy. “Do I have to, auntie Jane?”
“I insist, Andy, unless you wish to buy it from me. You know I paid almost nine hundred pounds just for the dress yesterday, plus there is the cost of the extras.” Jane looked at the uneasiness on his face, knowing there was no way he could afford such a lovely dress she purred. “I already have the most beautiful maid to in town and I also demand that you be are an unbelievably well dressed maid, too.”
Picking up the gorgeously rich scintillating lavender latex panties she handed them to him. “Put these on before removing your robe.” Andy did not turn as he fought to squeeze the delicate, tight latex over his narrow hips and adjust his bits. “Careful now, if you damage them I will be very angry.” Andy finally had everything in place and removed his wrap, hardly a bulge could be seen.
“Just the extra shine to go.” Jane chirped.
“As they’re so clenching it’s funny how very comfortable they feel, auntie.” Andy impressively remarked as Jane removed any finger marks causing Andy to emerge fearsomely mortified knowing the protrusion inside the strict glossy latex was growing rapidly from the light slow touches her fingertips were giving him before Jane nonchalantly hissed the cool spray over the already shiny latex securing them both with amazement at seeing it turn into a luxurious, lush glistening liquid finish. “Wow!” They chorused together.
Andy gulped as Jane lifted the dress from the hanger, he knew it was very beautiful and for some strange reason he could not put into words truly felt that he wanted to wear it, Andys’ desire was not just to make his aunt happy after all if he was honest he had enjoyed wearing the ladies suit around London and relished in the memory of their visit to the restaurant.
Enthusiastically accepting the dress Andy gazed at the glistening latex in his hands, Jane was about to harshly tell him, ‘put it on’, but she could see the emotional upheaval he was having and allowed him a few seconds, then Andy looked at his aunt and ask in such dreamily chorus. “Would you help me into my lovely dress, please aunt Jane?”
Jane fluttered her eyes in bemusement and took the four steps to be closer to him, gently taking the soft fine latex dress out of his hands she held the unzipped dress out for him. “Place your hands on my shoulders, darling.”
Andy carefully stepped delicately into the rubber, allowing its coolness to exquisitely grace his skin. Before his second foot reached the floor, his body was so close to Janes’ permitting Andy, once again that morning, to closely savor that delightful pheromone like perfume she always wore, Jane effortlessly lifted the dress up up his slender body enabling Andy to casually slid his arms into sleeve. “You will have to learn to dress yourself after today, Andy.”
Chuckling Andy replied. “OK auntie, it is very kind of you to help me. May I use some of your perfume too?”
“Not today,” Jane replied with a gasp to the unexpected request, “I may consider buying you a more suitable fragrance, for now let me see you fastening your beautiful dress yourself.” Jane stood with her hands on her hips and watched Andy encase his slim body in the delicate glossy latex and thought she heard him purr with unconditional exhilaration as it hugged him so tightly.
First Jane fluffed his skirting, allowing it to stand out proudly and to permit a savoury glimpse of the darker panties whenever he was bent over, as she walked slowly around him she could see ripples left in the restrictive latex and went around him again slowly removing any blemishes, this time she was sure of the deep delightful purr flowing from his glossy lips in a retiring gasp as Jane lowered the sleeves to show the tops of his shoulders making her so ecstatic at how feminine a boy she had created.
With the dress snuggling as vigorously close as any second skin could Jane picked up the spray again lined up the outlet.
Attempting to copy her purring Andy sighed. “The dress, it’s getting very warm, aunt Jane.”
“I’m sure you are and while you’re working for me it may become  very sticky but as my very fortunate maid you will just have to endure it, Andy.”
Jane began to mist his body and as before the slick shining latex turned into a smooth liquified surface moving as if in a breeze from his shallow breathing. At last Jane had finished her layered luster, turning the dress into a pearlised milky lilac latex covering her nephew as she trembled with gratification at how lovely his appearance was while he stood so apologetically before her.
Attaching the white, lacy apron around his slim waist, Jane mentioned. “I should have purchased a latex pinny too, I’m not sure about this satin one now.” Jane took  her time so she could recount those times Andy was child, remembering how he was so eager to accommodate her wishes to dress him as her niece whenever he stayed over for a weekend, finally Jane slowly finished off the full bow with long tails to occasionally titillate his thighs.
Not that it mattered as Jane had asked for six aprons, nonetheless Andy joshed. “I will just have to be very careful, auntie Jane.”  Jane smiled mirthfully as she fixed his alice in wonderland headband, topped off with a lavender latex bow that would perfectly match his spiked heels.
Completing her final inspection, which was essentially to admire the liquid like latex intimately adorning his svelte body, Jane ecstatically grinned at Andy. “Slip your heels on and you will look as appetising as delicious dark chocolate, darling.” Andy responded to her request, effortlessly edging his feet into his Louboutines whist hearing Jane coo. “Would you like to see yourself before I allow you to have some breakfast?” Nodding Andy followed Janes’ indicated finger with slow tiny steps towards her triple full length mirrors in the next room.
As they both appreciated the view before them Jane uttered. “I will order those lavender latex aprons the girl shown me.” Andy took no notice, he was genuinely stunned at how subconsciously he idly copied Jane stance of slipping one of his long slim legs behind the other. ‘Just as I instinctively found myself walking yesterday’, he remembered.

To Be Continued.....

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Hi Everyone
  As I said this is going to be a week of posts, featuring items and info kindly sent to me by our friends. I hope to get everyone in but if I run out of  time and space (that's a big concept) I shall add them as I go on. It is my intention to leave nothing out.
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Right that's enough whaffle.

First up we have the start of a super story, told over 7 Chapters, one or two a week, by our friend Mandy. It is based around an old piece of my art and borrows and adapts and adds to the Andy and Jane world in its own wonderfully unique way.
So here is Chapter one
XXX



All According to Plan.
By Mandy Sweet heart.

***To keep this tale within the ‘Lady Jane & Andy’ worlds
 I have taken a few liberties with the delightful stories
 & exciting artwork created by Sweet Andy Latex.
Thank you.


Chapter One.
The delicate, vulnerable teenage boy had always believed Lady Jane Fullerton-Jones to be an incredibly kindhearted and gracious lady, especially after she had invited him to stay with her in the white stoned, luxuriously large secluded villa that she owned just inside the boundaries of the city, informing the eighteen year old that he may reside there for at least as long as he was attending college. The only demand that Lady Jane had made of the lad, her nephew Andrew Watson, was to make a small remuneration in living cost; a fee that was significantly lower than the expenditure of residing at any London college dormitory room and was directly to encourage her nephew to take some responsibility now he was becoming an adult.
In truth the two are not related. Lady Jane is a great friend of Andrews’ mother and has been since the ladies were both of a young age; it was just that even from Andrews’ preschool days Lady Jane had always found time in her busy life for him and even with the age difference both Lady Jane and Andrew became the very best of friends too. As the years went on, for Andrew he had found someone older that he could trust and confide in and as he entered his teenage years Andrew so admired Lady Janes’ beauty and confidence, impressed to such an extent that he found himself casually copying her various idiosyncrasies during those times he was with her or alone in his room; whereas Lady Jane could plainly see something special about this one shy pulchritude child that was not present in either of Andrews’ brothers and often visited his mother just to spend time with the boy, thus enabling this unique aspect of her friends’ son to instinctively blossom.
The first couple of months after he had started living in his aunts’ villa Andrew had been honorable and handed the token of money over on time but owing to him being a typical teenager he soon appeared to be slipping and he began paying his Aunt Jane several days late, the real problem for Andrew emerged as the football season progressed, he swiftly forgot about any payment altogether, spending the funds he needed on his teams new colours.
Andrew was already four weeks late with one payment and now it was time for the following months’ rent to be paid. The evening before the latest was due Lady Jane waited purposefully for her nephew to return from his biweekly football practice ahead of summoning him into the kitchen to remind her nephew of the agreement they had signed. “Do you recall the wording of the contract we have, Andy?” She enquired as her nephew so delicately took the stool opposite her.
With his slim fingers fluttering in midair he nibbled the side of his lower lip whilst looking guiltily at his aunt, how elegantly unmasculine he habitually behaves since he started living away from his older brothers she aimlessly thought.
“I, I didn’t really read it aunt Jane.” Andy softly confessed.
In her impeccably elegant tone Jane went ahead. “Well, let me recite it to you, Andy. It states that if you do not pay your rent on time, you, Andrew Watson, will be my domestic help for as long as I wish but not exceeding the period I say you may live here.” She could see concern on his face and without vexation informed the boy. “Until I obtain a new maid...which may take an unreasonable amount of time the way the market is, every weekend and potentially any sporadic weekday, you will make this place look immaculate, is that understood?”
Andys’ concern turned to anxiety, he had always loved his beautiful aunt Jane and although he pouted in dismay in a shaky voice he agreed. “Yes, auntie.”
Seeing the scowl on Andys’ face she gently took his small floating hand in both of hers’ and informed him. “Andy! Darling, It’s the only way you are going to learn how to take responsibility.” Lady Jane smiled as a giddy image flicked across her mind. “You have no classes on a Friday, is that correct?” The boy informed her that his day would free tomorrow. “Good, you will come shopping with me tomorrow and we will find you some new clothes.”
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As Andy lifted himself from the silky smooth ivory coloured satin sheets that Friday morning he had already forgotten the new agreement he had made the evening before, merely recalling that he had no classes and dressed to meet his long time friend, Will, at the arcade.
Passing his aunts’ bedchamber he heard her ruthlessly call out. “Andrew, I am not going shopping with you in those ageing jeans.” The legwear in question had been stressed to such a degree that now enlarged holes shown sizable segments of his slender legs. “Get in here.”
Hearing the word shopping caused the memory of their discussion to scuttle though his mind and was about to cry off their agreement when he looked into her cool green eyes and could see the disquieted in them. “I’ll go and change auntie.” He replied, trying to please her.
“No, I said get in here and I will find you something to wear.”
Shuffling into her room his unfailingly attention of her stylish king size four poster bed, rimmed in vivid red deep pushbutton velvet and shrouded in graceful black silk sheets, was disturbed when Andy watched in total confusion as Lady Jane walked into her clothes den. In less than twenty seconds  Andy witnessed Lady Jane returning with a soft silver/pink top resting against a pair of pastel blue/grey slacks that matched his eyes delightfully.
Gazing at them spread over the ruffled sheets, Andy retorted. “I can’t wear them outside, auntie Jane.”
“You can and you will, Andy. You have really disappointed me, now remove those tatty old clothes.”
Andy felt disheartened and embarrassed about the idea of him, almost a man, wearing these clothes, a feeling that mixed miserably with the discomfit he had caused his best and earliest friend leaving him compelled to courteously lift his new football shirt over his head. Once Andy had removed his jeans and Jane could see the old pair of navy blue boxers he was wearing she insisted he removed them too.
Keeping her eyes on his face she handed Andy a pair of powder blue effeminate panties made from the softest sensual silk . “Put these on for now, Andy.”
Attempting to keep his lovely aunt Jane somewhere close to being contented he shyly stepped into them without saying a word and did not consciously notice how they were perfectly shaped to body. Silently as Andy was adjusting the frilly underwear, inducing the silky fabric to fit more comfortably, Jane slyly smirked while passing him the trousers.
Accepting them he realised that they were made of creaseless gilded satin before he noticed that the garment had an elasticated waist with no zipper. With Jane being roughly one size larger than him he hoped that the slacks would be slightly large as he slowly edging them up his long almost hair free legs, whilst he lifted them Andy savored the smoothness of the soothing fabric against his delicate skin and glanced up at Jane only to see the harsh look upon her face making Andy think that it may be advisable to keep mute; if Andy could have read her mind just then he would know how pleased she was feeling while she was watching her nephew obey her simple commands with such subservient panache.
Bringing the stretchable pants around his narrow waist was just like the glossy silk panties currently teasing his butt and genitals in its flowing silkyness, a perfect fit and that included the length too.
Reaching out for the blouse he was being handed Andy thought that maybe his aunt was just ridiculing him, he knew how Jane had a wicked sense of humour and sometimes she would playfully taunt him. With the idea that Jane was just playing some foolish game Andy smiled at his aunt as he slid the satin top with its long loose-fitting sleeves exquisitely around his shoulders resulting in the light fabric delighting his skin with its sleekness as he fastened it across his slightly tapered chest.
“That’s style is so much more you, Andy.” Jane flatly stated in her most haunting tone despite feeling euphoric at seeing her dainty nephew conform to her wish of dressing so beautifully but having to strive exceptionally hard to keep her voice that steady as she instructed Andy to sit in front of her vanity mirror. “I’m just going to apply some makeup on you.”
Still believing this to be his punishment, but trusting it was in the form of a game and today was not to go any further than the two of them Andy chirped. “This is just like when I was younger and you allowed me to try your lovely luxurious leather pants on after you made up my face, auntie?” Jane struggled to ignore talking about their happy memories that started one rainy weekend she sat her then five year old nephew.
Atypical from how she used to sporadically dress his makeup Jane fixed a set of midi length pink gel nails but neglecting to inform him that the epoxy was extra long lasting, in fact unless it was to impassively instruct Andy to move his head in a direction or close his twinkly wide eyes Jane struggled with actually keeping up her silent torment while with an expert hand she allowed the brushes to glide smoothly across his face, Lady Jane even kept voiceless when he flicked his tongue out to taste the coating slowly covering his lips to savour the taste of rich creamy tropical fruit he endeavored to name.
Though Jane had always fixed his face beautifully when he was a child Andy was worried about how he would look now he was older, unfortunately even as she styled his red hair that was gorgeously highlighted with copper tones, also very badly in need of her stylist many skills Jane noticed as it sat raggedly lower than his neck while she brushed into the best pixie fashion she could, Jane kept up her indifference.
Overwhelmingly due to his aunt not chatting to him but also forbidding him to even glance in a mirror Andy progressively discovered himself becoming uncomfortable while he considered how he might look.
Insisting that her nephew remains completely motionless Lady Jane went to retrieve a dainty pair of soft lavender Louboutines, as she turned her back on him a broad smile appeared across her lips, a grin created from the joy of seeing how attractive Andys’ features had emerged over the past few years since he last allowed her to apply cosmetics to his face, before quickly realising she is supposed to be very angry with the boy.
Knowing that he would be expected to try and wear them Andys’ eyes widened as he noticed the five inch heels on the gorgeous pumps in her hand. ‘I can’t wear those, even if it’s just around the house’, Andy thought but dared not say it.
“Just beautiful, aren’t they Andy?” At the sound of her tender voice the boy dragged his eyes away from the sexy shoes and just gazed despairingly at her. “Put them on, they will fit you.”
Andy felt confused realising how the whole outfit readily fit so comfortably to his slim body and without thinking he obediently took the stilettos off of her. As he eased into them he slowly experienced the shoes shaping his feet over the strange but comfortable arch.
Reasoning that this was the first time Andy had worn such high heels Jane took a hold of both of his hands to help him stand, feeling her lips slackening into a tiny smile as she witnessed how easily his body appeared to adjust to the shoes.  “Come with me, Andy.” Jane insisted in her comfortably demanding crystal clear voice.
Appreciating how eloquently balanced he was quickly becoming after a few slow steps of unsteady wobble allowed Jane to release one of his hands as she was leading him progressively around her room and into the next where her full mirrors stood. Amazed how hard Andy was trying to create a soft smile with his hips as he smoothly walked while presenting the prestigious heel first, Janes’ tone had finally softened further. “Lovely Andy, so natural, you were born to wear such sexy footwear.”
As they both stood in front of the large full length mirrors Andy discovered his mind was befuddled, questioning who he was looking at. He noticed Jane of course, standing tall in her own red Louboutines with their wonderfully slim six inch heels, dark red tailored leather trousers and maroon silk blouse but there was a delightful looking young girl whom could easily have been her niece or possibly Janes’ daughter standing right next to her in the outfit he just put on. The person in the mirror had his hair but instead of his erratic side parting it was now framing his ovalish face and he decided it looked cute on him; Andys’ full lips had been shaped into an increasingly kissable pout and thanks to the deep coat of gloss they shimmered wondrously under the pink lipstick that paired so beautifully with his nails, his eyes from the blue and pale grey shadows looked wider than normal almost as if he was in an invariably dazed disorientation, as the girl in the mirror duplicate Andys’ fluttering he felt the weight of the faux lashes with the extra black mascara Jane had applied.
Andy had worn makeup when he was younger but as far as Janes’ nephew was concerned he had never looked so feminine. “I look just like a young woman.” Andy whispered to Jane.
Finally Jane allowed the small smile to spread fully across her lips. “I can’t believe how wonderful you look Andy, you truly have grown into a gorgeous beauty, my precious darling...niece.” In her joy of using the last word a small, kind giggle escaped.
After permitting Andy a few minutes to acknowledge how lovely he had had emerged following her skillful application of cosmetics Jane eased him away from the mirrors and out of the room.

to be continued