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?Men only like you because of the way you look.? Lilly accused her friend and rival Genevieve as they rode home from work on the subway as usual.

?That?s not true!? the glamorously dressed and perfectly coiffed Genevieve shot back as she snapped her compact shut. ?Men like me just as much for my charming personality and insightful mind.?

?Yeah, sure they do.? Lilly said sarcastically. Then pointing at a couple of guys by the door who were obviously staring lustfully at Genevieve ?And those guys want to hear your opinions on global warming.? She snickered.

?I bet they would.? Genevieve replied defensively.

?Yeah, they probably would, but only to get close to you because of the way you look. If you weren?t so damn hot they wouldn?t give you the time of day.?

?That?s a horrible thing to say.? Genevieve told Lilly.

?But it?s true.? Lilly replied.

?It is not? Genevieve argued.

?Yes, it is.?

?Well it doesn?t matter. It?s not like there?s anyway to prove it.? Genevieve decided to just end the argument. Unfortunately?

?Actually there is a way.? Lilly said brightly just as the train stopped at their station and the bell chimed notifying the doors had just opened. ?C?mon? she urged pulling Lilly up out of her seat and off the train with her.

?What? Where are we going?? Genevieve asked.

?To my house.?

?What for? I thought we were going out??

?We?re stopping at my house before we go out. You want to prove to me that you?re more to men then just a pretty face and a nice rack right?? Lilly needled her.

?Yes, that?s right. I?m-?

?Then c?mon. Tonight?s your chance.?

Genevieve was soon at Lilly?s house. There the terms of their little experiment were continued to take shape while Lilly directed Genevieve about. ?So this is just for tonight right? I don?t have to go to work and dance a little jig or anything do I?? Genevieve asked as she removed her designer dress and four inch sling backs.

?No, of course not. No tricks. All you have to do is go out with me tonight as we planned and go home with a guy- without depending on your looks to snag him. If you do so then I will publicly apologize and say how wrong I was.? Lilly codified the rules of their test.

?No sweat!? Genevieve stated confidently as she removed her fancy lace lingerie and stood proudly naked before her friend.

?We?ll see won?t we?? Lilly just smiled as she held out a pair of panties for Genevieve to step into. They were decidedly unattractive, full cut, cotton things that did nothing for her. Lilly paired these with what looked like a matching white sports bra. It turned out to be in fact a minimizer bra though. It gently but effectively reduced Genevieve?s bust size quite dramatically.

Next Lilly had Genevieve sit so she could tend to her hair and makeup. She began by removing all of her friend?s carefully applied cosmetics which highlighted her features so well. Then she turned her attention to her friends beautiful hair. Genevieve had agreed to allow Lilly to cut her long wavy blonde hair and style it however she wished. She felt this experiment was important enough to make the sacrifice for. She could restyle her hair and re-grow it afterward after all. So she only squirmed a bit when Lilly first straightened it, then dyed it a dull chestnut and then cut into it with her shears. Lilly had worked part time during college as a hair stylist so Genevieve was at least at ease that her hair wouldn?t be ruined. Not that the hair style Lilly gave her was particularly demanding. Center parted hair with high bangs and pig tails wasn?t flattering though.

She applied little in the way of makeup. Mainly lip gloss to protect Genevieve?s lips. She did supply non prescription novelty glasses with big black frames and tape around the bridge though. As well as a rather ingenious set of totally cosmetic upper and lower dental braces. They were both amazed at how once applied they looked just like the real thing.

That done and club hopping time a wasting they then turned to clothes. The most unflattering outfit Lilly could find in her wardrobe was to be Genevieve ensemble for the rest of the evening. After a quick search Genevieve heard a ?eureka? from the closet and Lilly returned with a rather dusty garment bag. She unzipped and revealed its contents to Genevieve who was floored by the audacity the garment had to call itself clothing. It was the single worst cut jumper she had ever seen. It was boxy and an awful green, blue, red plaid. ?I wore it for four years of high school? Lilly told Genevieve. ?Was never felt up once.?

?I bet!? Genevieve smirked as she took the jumper and was soon wearing it with a short sleeved round collared dress blouse and matching tie Lilly handed her. They were part of the set Lilly informed her as she inspected how Genevieve looked so far.

?I think we?re almost there?? she said as she pondered what else they needed to do.

?Good. I?m anxious to get out there so I can prove to you how wrong you were.? Genevieve said as she paced back and forth before the mirror looking at her changed appearance.

?I know. I know. Hold your horses.? Lilly told her subject as she finalized her transformation. Lilly?s old jumper had been hemmed up long ago in an attempt to make it more flattering. This left a great deal of Genevieve?s perfect legs on display. To fix this she went into her dresser and returned with some white cotton tights. ?Here, put these on.? She directed Genevieve and then helped her pull them up over her plain drab panties. The tights were just the thing she decided. They quite effectively de-sexed her friend?s gorgeous legs. On her feet she tied an old beaten up pair of saddle shoes. She wouldn?t be seeing eye to eye with Lilly tonight Lilly thought to herself. Then satisfied that Genevieve was nearly unrecognizable and very dowdy they were ready to go.

When they arrived at the club Genevieve immediately felt a difference in how people treated her. The bouncer made a special effort to try and keep her out, going as far as making her pay the cover and checking her I.D. Two things that had never happened to her before. By the time she had shown him her I.D. and paid the cover Lilly was already inside and lost in the crowd. Genevieve chased after her, but she was swallowed up by the crowd and gone.

She needed a drink she decided and strutted as best she could in her saddle shoes over to the bar. There was no where to stand she found and no one made room for her. It was a long wait before she was close enough to even begin calling to the bartenders. When she finally had ones attention she lost it before she had a chance to tell him what she wanted. Looking down the bar she saw that an attractive blonde had needed a drink. She groaned. Normally a man would have brought her a drink by now. Not this evening however. No one seemed at all interested in her. She tried striking up a conversation or two with guys nearby, but it was like she was invisible. They just nodded and either walked away or turned away.

This was weird for Genevieve. She was used to attracting attention. Normally she loved it, but that had been when it was admiring looks from men and jealous looks from women. Tonight those who weren?t ignoring her, which was most of everybody, were looking at her and having a hard time not laughing. It made her feel very small indeed. Suddenly feeling out of place and alone among all the well dressed and attractive people Genevieve began to wonder if this whole thing was such a good idea.

She had come to the club dressed as she was to prove something to herself and to Lilly, but now she thought she would rather just leave. People did judge others by how they looked. She had been foolish to think otherwise and should have just been thankful she was so attractive. Intent to leave the club without Lilly and cede her the victory and gloating rights for having proven her point she headed toward the door.

Unfortunately she didn?t quite make it.

She had pushed and squirmed her way through about halfway to the door when she was stopped. Someone had grabbed a hold of her by the neck of her jumper. Turning she saw a rather disheveled man in a bad suit. He seemed to have had a few two many drinks, but was still sober enough to hold onto Genevieve no matter how much she struggled.

?Hey let go you creep!? she yelled at him but he didn?t release her.

?No, I don?t think so! You don?t belong here!? The man told her as he produced a police badge and marched her out of the crowd. Upon seeing the badge the crowded dancers made room for them. Many of them laughed at the sight of Genevieve being dragged off like a naughty child. It was humiliating for her beyond words.

?What have I done officer?? Genevieve asked when they reached the back door. Why was she not supposed to be in the club she wondered?

?What do u think? Do you think it?s ok for you to be in a club where they serve alcohol? What?s next for you? Score some dope? Go joy riding, little missy?? He asked condescendingly. ?I don?t think so! You?re going back to St. Cecilia?s where you belong!?

?What? St. Cecilia?s? Genevieve asked in surprise. ?I?m not a student! I can prove it? she said frantically looking in her purse for her I.D. It was no where to be found though. It took a moment for her to remember she must have left it with the bouncer.

?Yeah, right, whatever. Don?t get smart with me or I won?t put in a good word for ya!? The drunken plain clothes police officer warned her when she produced nothing to show him she wasn?t what he thought she was. He then guided her out the back door and to his unmarked car. ?The nun?s may be old and nearly deaf and blind, but they can still pack a wallop with the paddle from what I hear.?

?But I don?t go to St. Cecilia?s, I?m just wearing this-?

?As a lark? I?m so sure.? The officer barked and swatted her across the back side a couple of times making her jump and wince. He then pushed her into the car and strapped her in. ?Next stop paddle town.? He told her as he fired up the car and took her to St. Cecilia?s boarding school for wayward girls.

The nuns at the school when they arrived were nearly as confused as the drunken police officer, but they took ?Jenny? in just the same. She kept telling them her real name, but they were certain they had no one by that name. A Jenny perhaps, but certainly no one by the name of Genevieve. The logic was faulty, but no one questioned it, but Genevieve and neither the nuns or the police officer much cared what she said. They could straighten out who she was when the mother superior returned from sabbatical in the fall.

Lilly obviously didn?t find Genevieve that evening. After losing her in the crowd shortly after arriving she tried several times to find her, but by the time she got to where Genevieve had been she had already been escorted away by the police officer. That she found disappointing as she had gone to such trouble to prepare the experiment. She heard from a bartender at the end of the night though that Genevieve had left with some man rather early on. That was a surprise to Lilly. Under the terms of their agreement Genevieve seemed to have won.

?I guess she proved me wrong? Lilly said simply and shrugged before going back to the stud who had been chatting her up. No harm done.

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