I don’t like to involve strangers in our female led feminization lifestyle choice unless it was their choice to be involved or they were accepting of it. Reading other social media sites and some comments here on on my site, some people seem think it’s OK to involve shopworkers for example, in their lifestyle choice.

It’s not but that doesn’t mean I don’t want people to see Alice fully feminised because I do.

The young lady who comes to our house to do our nails, let’s call her Jenny which isn’t her real name, obviously knows our relationship is not vanilla. She is aware there’s a female led feminisation dynamic.

This post follows on from two two earlier posts on the story of Alice having her nails done by Jenny. For part 1 click here: A HAPPY MISTRESS and for part 2 go here: MISTRESS SNAPS. These articles open in a new tab.

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But we don’t discuss our FLR with her or do anything overt and I checked with Jenny first to explain the situation and that I’d want her to do my husband’s nails.

Jenny comes to our home to not only do my manicures, but Alice’s too. She paints my girlie husband’s toe nails pink, manicures her fingernails and applies varnish. She’s obviously fully aware of the situation even though Alice always wears a pair of trousers and a plain unisex top whenever she’s been to the house.

So she knows somethingt out of the ordinary vanilla lifestyle is going on. That said, we don’t do anything or say anything that adds to this as we don’t want her to feel uncomfortable. Not everyone is into forced feminisation and FLRs.

However, sometimes things just slip out unintentionally.

The other week while Jenny was here, I asked her about peircing Alice’s ears; it’s something else she does. I asked the price should we go for it. The young lady said yes, it would be no problem. It’s all business to her and I’m sure we’re a topic of conversation with her friends.

Alice interrupted a little angrily to say, “No, I don’t want my ears pierced. I thought we’d agreed this.”

I had only been enquiring and, besides, she contradicted me in front of someone else. I snapped without thinking, replying, “Stop that right now. You’re a bad girl.” I gulped instantly the words came out. I should have glared and waited until Jenny had left to punish Alice but I got annoyed at Alice’s attitude and I didn’t think.

Jenny blushed deep red and didn’t know where to look. I hadn’t wanted to make her feel bad or bring her into our lifestyle more than necessary without her acceptance. It was on my mind after she left so I called her later to apologise for dragging her into our lifestyle argument.

I also wanted to know if she would still come to do our nails after the incident of me referring to my hsuband as a ‘bad girl’. She told me that it was perfectly fine and said she was embarrassed by the argument and me snapping at Alice but not by me calling my husband a girl.

She said she’s perfectly happy to paint my husband’s nails. She said it was up to us what we did and it was just business for her. She added that although it’s not her lifestyle choice, she had no problem with anyone’s personal choices. If I wanted my husband feminised, then it was up to us.

Jenny said she would be happy to continue to come round and to continue to paint and manicure our nails. She added without my prompting, that she had guessed my husband wore female clothes when she wasn’t there. She said she’d noticed traces of makeup on his eyes too.

I spotted an opening and told her, “My husband only changes into male clothes for your appointment. At all other times, she wears a skirt or a dress at home and I call him a her and Alice.”

“Really” she exclaimed. “Are you serious?” It seems she didn’t really expect me to be quite so honest.

I told her I was very serious and that’s how we lived. “I like to think of my husband as a girl hence my outburst when I called her a bad girl. It was natural for me.”

“OK,” she replied. “Well, you don’t have to do anything different for me.”

I said, it’s not a problem for me so if she’s comfortable with my husband in a skirt then Alice will remain in one when she comes next. I told her to treat my husband as a girl and to call her Alice.

“Fine,” she said, “if that’s how you both want to live your life, it’s really no problem for me. See you next week, Alexa.” There was a moment’s hestiation. “And Alice.”

I hung up and thought this was great news. The next time she arrives, Alice will be meeting Jenny dressed in a pretty skirt and frilly top. Alice was absolutely horrified when I told her but there are times in an FLR when you need to be firm.

This will be one of those occassions and you can find part 4 of this story here: SISSY MANICURE.