illustrated Double Fiction edition from Mandy and Skinnie

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Hi Everyone
  Hope you are all well and if you are, please keep being well and if you are not so hot, please get well soon. XXX
   Ok today we have a double illustrated fiction special. 
  Firstly we have a trail for the first part of our friend Skinnie Stallion's latest naughtiness and then we have the 3rd chapter in Mandy Sweet Heart's beautiful story, Hello.
   So, to get us started,over to you Skinnie 
  XX

Treats for Amanda, my Stablegirl
They will come - sequel 2.1

In November 2019, SweetAndyLatex published a new piece of art, 'They will come' with an accompanying short story:  https://smoothslicknshiny.blogspot.com/2019/11/double-feature-new-art-and-story-they.html .  Over the following weeks and what turned into months, with Andy's approval, I wrote a follow-on piece with a possible solution to the dilemma facing Commander Watson and the Ensign Beauchamp.  

It is also intended to provide an explanation to why the Commander has such a strange feeling about the Doctor:  "Commander Watson noted the look in his esteemed colleagues eyes and his stomach fluttered, not just from the data he had been given, but from a memory, a feeling, something in the Doc had always reminded him of someone, someone from a long time go, the eyes, the hair, that body on a woman her age….someone…special."

It does become rather naughty so if that is not to your taste, please do not bother with the later parts. 


They Will Come 2.1


As the medical staff projected the holographic image of the encased, writhing Stevie, Commander Watson sidled close behind the pretty young Ensign.  He whispered softly in her ear, “I promise I will find you no matter how long, no matter how far, but it is going to happen.  I cannot prevent it.  It must happen to put time back in order….. I am so sorry Stevie …. so very sorry.”  Ensign Beauchamp shivered in terror but was reassured by the words of her gorgeous commanding officer and his warm hand clutching her waist.  It was so rare that she received such tenderness from her Commander in front of other ranks.  Reprimands and orders, yes.  But tenderness, no.  Her stinging bottom reminded her of that.   His kindness and closeness meant so much to her.  “In 74 hours they will come and you will be taken.”
“I know Andy, it is my own fault,” Stevie said before correcting herself, “I mean Commander.  Sorry, Commander.   It’s my fault.” 
“Remember you’re on duty officer.”  The hand released her waist and gave her a gentle slap on her bottom, still sore from the spanking in the lift.   “We don’t have much time.  How are we going to get you out of this without compromising our mission or damaging space-time?   Think of this as your Kobayashi Maru.  Go to your quarters and think about possible solutions.  I’ll give you twelve hours then come to my cabin.”
“Yes, Commander.”  All eyes followed Stevie as she left the Sick Bay.  Her heels clicked across the floor and her shapely bottom wiggled. 
Andy turned to the Medical Officer.  The Doctor was a new member of crew and had only joined to replace her predecessor at the ship’s most recent provisioning stop.  “Well Doc, do you have any ideas?”  They both stared down at the cocoon on the Sick Bay heli-bed.
“Only that there are worse ways to go.  That young Ensign is in a state of bliss.   She’s hovering now in almost perpetual orgasm.”
“But we have to save her, Doc.”   Andy was convinced that he recognised the Doctor.   Even her voice sounded familiar but he still couldn’t place her.
“She may not thank you.” 
“I should say so,” said the nurse with the tightly cinched waist.  She shuffled her legs slightly, aware that she was getting moist at the thought of what the encased Ensign was experiencing.
“She’s an Officer of Star-Corps and we do not lose our crew, Doc, especially not a rising fledgling like Beauchamp,” said Andy sternly.  “She’s a graduate of the Corps’ Sissy Academy, consistently A-rated in her sissy potential, and granted Novice Catamite status at graduation.  Her recent error of judgement with Sweet-touch is out of character; she is normally much more rule observant.  There must be a way of saving her.”
“Is it true Commander that you once survived an assault by Larvalous Worms?” asked the elegant grey haired Doctor.
“Yes, that’s right … but only a minor one.  Nothing compared to what Stevie’s going through.”
“Minor maybe but you survived.  You’re the only known survivor of a Larvalous attack.  We still teach the case in Medical School.  The worms were left as mere husks.”
“Yes, but it took me days to recover.”
“You must have had natural resistance or you developed one.  I’m wondering if you have some Larvalous anti-bodies.”
“Do you think that could help Stevie?”
“Do you mind if I take a blood sample, Commander?  I’d like to check it out.”
“Not at all, Doc.  Which arm?”

                                                                 ************

You can read more here, on our friend Skinnie Stallion's Superb fun blog

http://amandablogtest.blogspot.com/2020/03/they-will-come-sequel-21.html?zx=5ee1717a876edc5c

   Now it is time for the super 3rd Chapter of our dear friend Mandy Sweet Heart's Beautiful story, Hello.

Part 1 is right here
https://smoothslicknshiny.blogspot.com/2020/03/new-story-from-mandy-sweet-heart-hello.html

Hello!

By Mandy Sweet Heart.

     **A different timeline from my last stories 

   & set several weeks before the delightful art,

“Hello Again”. 

    Here Jane received a morsel of assistance.**

      With the greatest of thanks  

       to the lovely Andy Latex,

 Just for being so sweet

 & sharing his art. xxx. 

Chapter three.



Jane had only intended to go into her sumptuous suite to collect the clothes she was so eager to see her nephew in that evening, but while her towering heels smoothly glided over the thick piled carpet her eyes were caught by a spark of light that glinted off one of the silver picture frames sitting on the small table near her bed and went over to take a closer look.
Selecting the one that partially stimulated her curiosity she peered longingly at the image showing herself alongside Andy who was giving a robust pout as he waited for his friends to arrive.
Without thinking about it Jane gently lowered herself onto the edge of the velvet trimmed chaise and gave a picturesque smile as she reminisced about the evening it was unwittingly taken.
At first she recalled those first few days of last November, a time when Andy had talked non-stop about all the compliments he had received from his friends, accolades that were freely given once they recovered from the surprise of seeing him in an outfit that had apparently turned him into the girl next door. Although she hopelessly adored her nephew even Jane began to feel exhausted as she listened to how much fun he had.
Long before that day had started Lady Jane had suspected that Andy imagined that she had long given up trying to see him dressed in feminine attire and knew it would be natural for him to grumble when he had seen the outfit that she had laid out, but contrary to certain rumours this was not one of her attempts to emasculate his masculine side, it really was the supplier that had sold out of the costume he had selected from the catalogue, therefore you really could not blame Jane for being determined to see her sweet nephew looking so sensational whilst out on All Hallows Eve with his friends. All the same it was his aunt Jane that used her wholesome charms to efficiently remind him of all the fun they used to have, exquisitely persuading Andy with all her bewitching charms to finally convince him to go as the character Hermione from Hogwarts, and within mere minutes Andy was more than eager to please her.
Before Andy could have anytime to withdraw from their agreement, she effortlessly sat him in front of his carefully illuminated vanity dresser and began to highlight his features.
Knowing how easy it would be for Andy to back down Jane worked as quickly as it was conceivably possible, but to stop him from making an inexhaustible brouhaha she continued to tenderly charm him with her lovely spooky tones. Jane instantly swept his features with glowing pink lip gloss, incandescent brown eyeshadow, black mascara, plus just an emphasis of eyeliner along with just a touch of blush to bring out his cheeks. 
While Andy marveled at the lovely girl his aunt had created, he was considering the brown shading above his blue eyes and believed it looked somewhat out of place on him, he was just about to mention it to his aunt when Jane chirped. “I thought it would look wonderful if you wear a pair of colored contacts tonight darling, from what I understand it’s the colour of Hermiones’ eyes.”
His lips formed a free-and-easy pout, one that Jane was only too well acquainted with and she fondled his neck with her finger tips, asking. “Don’t you want to make your favorite aunt happy, Andy?”
His determination to fight against her scarcely lasted a second before he was willingly agreeing to go along with her wishes, comfortably asking. “How do I fit them Auntie Jane?”
As he tenderly lifted the first lens out of the container, she knew that her nephew would no longer be so dismissing her ambitions and was thrilled to instruct him just how to insert it.
Andy was perplexed when his aunt introduced him to the fancy dress costume, she had to explain how it was made of latex, nevertheless within a minute she had smoothly talked him into trying on the skimpy thong. But it took more than her affectionate words to get him to wear the legwear. Somehow he found it easier to sit on the floor and with Jane sitting behind him, along with his legs in the air, it took the two of them to finally squeeze his athletic legs into the constricting latex pop socks.
“I’m glad my football kit doesn’t take so much effort to put on.” Andy giggled as they finally had the second one on.
In total seriousness Jane explained. “It might be a good idea to have you clothed as a girl more often, then you will start to remember just what a woman goes through to look so pleasing, Andy.”
Listening to his aunt talking in this manner caused Andy to stare at her, then he burst into a fit of giggles whilst hoping she was just teasing him again.
Gazing deeply into the picture Jane recounted how painless it was to wrap the thigh length silver grey latex skirt around his slim waist; and the white blouse, with its short sleeves, fitted him like a glove too. Maybe the top was a touch short but Jane thought it was cute to leave his belly button on show.
Having Andy snugly attired in the first part of the outfit Jane secretly celebrated how amiable Andy had become. Although they had notably impeded themselves at times, just simple things like spending time to remark on how well made the costume was, or maybe Andy would mention how lucky he was that she did not make him wear such tight latex when he had to go to school. But eventually Jane examined the uniform closely and commented. “Mm, I can see why the salesman said I would need the spray.”
“Huh! What do you mean, auntie?”
Leaving Andy looking confused Jane scanned the directions on the can, giving it a good shake she gleefully smiled. “I’m going to have to burnish you a bit Andy, I’ll be giving you a lovely shimmering sparkle.”
Jane commenced on his back and she was astonished to see the instant result to the small area she had completed, Jane simply adored the way the latex appeared to become a creamy liquor coating in front of her eyes, yet as the material glistened she wondered if any buffing was truly needed, however the merest thought of sending her nephew out looking anything other than as profoundly delectable as she could make him was beyond Janes perceptions. She picked up a soft cloth and once she gave the first pass over it caused her to noiselessly gasp as the latex turned into a fathomless lacquered shine.
“Is everything alright, Andy?” Jane enquired as she began on the second sock.
As always he was enjoying all the attention he was receiving from his loving aunt, along with all the support she had given him whilst growing up was one of the reasons he often asked if he could visit her, and Andy unexpectedly found that he truly loved this new material he was being draped in. “Yes, thank you Auntie Jane, but I am starting to feel a little warm wearing the rubber outfit.”
Now that Andy was in the first items of latex he could see just how wonderfully they glowed following her efforts.
Jane found she was relieved that the tie was factory knotted and would only need a good polish to make it truly sparkle in the street lights. Andy held his breath as Jane leaned in to adorn his neck, taking her time to fix it just right and mentioning. “It’s latex remember, darling. Much more delicate than rubber don’t you think? Only the sweater and cape to go, you do want to appear to be just like Hermione for me, don’t you?” As Jane questioned him a nefarious grin filled her face as she imagined how Andy must feel whilst totally covered in the slick, warm, glossy latex but most of all she was wishing to see his friends' reactions.
Hearing there was going to be more even more layers to wear prompted Andy to inwardly groan, by this stage he was trusting that it was going to be a very chilly evening to go trick ‘n’ treating, but he automatically explained to his aunt. “Of course I always want to make you happy Auntie Jane.”
The second top was somewhat of a struggle for both of them, Jane slowly eased the unpolished latex against the glistening glossy layer and although every movement seemed to be creating an unpredictable screech to assault their ears it did not stop Andy from pushing his arm fully into the sleeve.
With Jane ensuring the short sleeved jumper was looking elegant she noticed that it was just as short as the blouse, but Andy was more concerned about the way he felt the heat building up and wondered if he might pass out whilst out with his friends. Being unaccustomed to wearing latex made Andy believe there was way too much heat building up when Jane began buffing him yet again, but he was enjoying how it was causing the aroma of latex to agreeably mix with the flowery perfume from the body wash he had used.
“Nearly ready darling, there’s just the cape to go, but as it’s getting late is there any chance that you will help me?”
With Andy still in the aftermath of Janes’ feminine appeals it was understandable that he would eagerly agree. When they laid the cape on the bathroom floor Jane remarked. “If we just do the outside, the unpolished side will add a little contrast and truly make you stand out from everyone else.”
As she rested on the chaises, a smile lined her lips when she recounted the way Andy had simply dropped to his knees and waited for her to crouch next to him so she could apply the lube while he began to burnish the soft latex for her.
With the two of them working collectively it did not take long, and as they finished it was basically to see if her nephew would follow her authority in the way he would

a few years ago. Jane, used her most majestic tones, stressing. “Remain there Andy.” At the sound of her voice Andy just froze in the huddled posture, Jane almost blinked at seeing how quickly he reacted and it caused her movements to be serene as she lifted the cape by the cords, she gave her nephew a sweet smile before settling the cloak over his shoulders and asked him to put the shoes on.
It was only after Andy had stopped to have a glass of milk that he became uneasy again. Jane had slipped into the lounge to collect her camera and when she entered the kitchen her nephew was leaning against the counter looking deeply sorrowful, seeing the profound pout she clumsy dropped the camera on the nearest counter, fumbling slightly in her determination to comfort him Jane did not notice that she clicked the full-auto icon which left the camera to take random pictures. She listened as Andy explained how he would rather spend the evening with her, he told his aunt how he did not want other people knowing about their harmless game. Of course Jane wasted no time in telling him how lovely he looked, and although she did not want to push her nephew just then she told him they could spend some time together later, explaining how he could dress up as her niece again if wished and promised how she would always find time for him, before elaborating that he should have a good time with his friends too.
Jane went on to praise him, singing his virtues for being so lovely and how wonderful he looked as a girl, naturally Andy found no comfort at first but before long he was convinced by her kind words.
Trying to remember how Andys’ friends had reacted to him attempting to walk in a dignified manner while wearing a pair of four inch Mary Janes for the first time made Jane smile, her smile expanded as he was saying goodbye to her by waving his magical wand. She remembered how he acted as if he had such pride as he walked towards his waiting friends, boys who were not laughing in the way that had concerned Andy so deeply, but they all started in tremendous wonder at his transformation.
However what Jane found totally unproblematic to recall was how Andy acted on his return.
She secretly watched him being escorted by two boys dressed in male Hogwarts school uniform up the driveway, she smiled at seeing him almost skipping along while delicately carrying a small wicker basket that was overflowing with chocolate.
Somewhat highly-strung herself, she had been watching out for them to arrive for the past hour and once the relief subsided she guessed some kind person had seen how much he had and gave him the basket rather than know he was struggling.
“Hi auntie.” Andy burst out as the door opened. “We had a lovely time and I have so many goodies that you can have some too, but gosh, my feet ache.”
Feeling great delight that her nephew had enjoyed himself whilst in a girly costume, and though Jane considered the shoes to be flats it sounded as if Andy was not really upset about wearing them.
Abruptly Janes’ gazed at Andy as he turned to the first boy, William, and softly disclosed. “Thank you for walking me home Will.” He bent forward and placed the lightest of pecks on his cheek.
Andy followed the action by turning to the other boy (whos’ name Jane could not remember) and started to repeat his thanks. Unlike William the second boy expeditiously took a backwards step and groaned. “Get out of it, Andy.” His reaction appeared to create a deep blush to surface on Andys’ cheeks, except Jane was not fully watching her nephew, her stare was fixed on William and like Andy, his cheeks had flushed, but the blush was so mild Jane could tell it was not from embarrassment and she watched as his fingers gently caressed  the spot where Andys’ lips had touched his skin.
Murmuring an apology to his two friends he swiftly made his way past his aunt and painfully made his way to his room; leaving Jane to thank the two as she quickly followed Andy to his rooms…..”Andy?” Jane mumbled in a hushed tone as she instantly snapped herself out of her memories.

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To Be Continued....