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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