Seventeen year-old Cheryl was a pretty girl. She had all of the looks that her mother had had at her age. She had long shapely legs, thin waist, firm B-cup breasts, mostly flawless skin, cute pixie like nose, expressive eyes and full shoulder length wavy hair. She could be a very pretty girl and get any boy she wanted if she would only dress like a young lady as her dad, Thom, would put it.

The problem was that Cheryl's mom had died of breast cancer and now her single dad was having a problem raising her. It wasn't that she had gotten into a really bad dangerous crowd. She wasn't dropping out of school, drinking and committing crimes. She had fallen into a crowd of goths. She was depressed and to her the goth lifestyle reflected how she felt. Thom didn't understand and tried to dissuade her from gothic ways and promote a more typical lifestyle.

Tonight, Cheryl was going out. She told her dad that she was going to sleep over at her friend Carol house. Carol had been a friend of Cheryl since long before her mom died. Thom thought this was a great idea. She wouldn't be hanging out with all of her new dark friends. What Thom didn't know was that Cheryl was going over to Syndy's house instead and was going to use the time to change her whole look. She had packed her goth clothes in her suitcase and when she came back, she would have a totally different look.

As Cheryl was about to leave, Thom looked her over. She was wearing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt with a pepsi logo on it. Thom thought she looked fine although he didn't understand why she didn't wear any makeup, she could look quite pretty with some makeup. But he was happier that she wasn't wearing any makeup than wearing that pale powder all over her face with black eyeliner and black lipstick. No makeup was better.

Thom gave her a fatherly kiss and he saw her off. Little did either of them know the Role Exchanger was in the vicinity. When Thom closed the door. "Gawd, I thought he would never leave," thought Thom. He was now wearing his daughter's jeans and pepsi t-shirt. "I have to get out of these barbie clothes and put on something nice. By the time he returns, I'll be set," Thom said to himself. Thom now thought of himself as a teenaged girl and Cheryl as his dad.

He wanted to start from scratch so he took off all his clothes and took a shower. He used nair to make his skin all nice and smooth. When he left the shower he was hairless from his eyebrows down. He wrapped a towel around his upper torso which extended do his upper thighs. His hair was still wet as he took out the bottle of black hair dye. He read the instructions carefully and followed every letter. He then wrapped his hair in a towel while waiting for it to dry. He then sat down on the toilet and painted his nails (both finger and toe) black to match his hair. While his nails were drying that is when he finally got around to blow drying his now raven black hair and styling it into a short but gothic style. You couldn't call the style girlie by any stretch of the imagination but it was a feminine style none the less.

Finally his hair and toes were dry so he went into Cheryl's room which he thought was his now. He picked out the clothes he wanted to wear for the evening. Black thong panties with a black push up bra was a no brainer. The bra gave his man boobs some nice cleavage. Next he picked out black footless lace tights which had a skull and bones motif. His now hairless legs would look so sexy in this. He also knew that since they were footless, his pale foot would stand out better next to the tights. The proper mix of both white and black was the cornerstone to his gothic look. Once he had that on, he stood only in his thong, tights and push up bra all in black. The difficult decision is what to wear over it. Black jeans or a dress were so traditional, even in the gothic style. He wanted something more unique. Then he saw it, a black romper. It was a romper featuring a v-neck neckline and shirt collar. It's low cut would highlight his boobs. Button tabs convert long sleeves to 3/4 length. It's pant legs only extended three inches down his legs highlighting his legs in the great leggings he chose. All in all this romper highlighted his best features, his legs and his chest.

He zipped the romper up the back. It wasn't easy to do, but he managed. Now dressed, it came time for makeup. He had to start with white powder. He put powder all over his face which gave him a nice pale appearance. But he had forgotten his neck. He realized his mistake. He was new at this look. He had to unzip the romper pull it down, take off his bra and powder himself all the way to his boobs. Which he did. He liked the contrast between his black hair and pale skin. He considered if he should powder his feet and ankles for the same effect, but decided against it. He then reclothed himself in his bra and romper. Once again straining to get the zipper up behind his back.

He plucked his eyebrows into a thin arc and then painted them black with eyebrow pencil. Next was of course black lipstick another no brainer, although some girls like a blood red lipstick.

He got some of his wife's gold earrings. This look was a tribute to her memory. Then her pulled over his head a necklace with a large silver cross on it. He also put on several bracelets also with crosses. He finished his look with black booties with no heel. He took a black purse with a short strap and he was ready. It took almost two and a half hours to make himself a gothic princess. He thought he looked beautiful.

Cheryl wouldn't be back until tomorrow. He didn't have to hear any of his bellyaching about his look. He could also be out as long as he wanted. He headed for the door ready to have a wonderful night. He would call Syndy on the way to his car.

End.