Adopting the online persona 2 (Patreon)

Sam replied instantly.

Sam: "Fingernails, babe. You have no idea how much I love red fingernail polish."

You won't get another choice until tomorrow. Are you sure?

Sam replied quickly.

Sam: "Yes, I'm sure. I bet your manicured fingernails are perfect. Just like everything else about you, baby."

You haven't seen me yet.

Sam replied quickly.

Sam: "It doesn't matter. Your voice alone is so attractive to me that I just know that your nails would look perfect on your hands. It's just a fact to me, babe."

More messages came in from Sam.

Sam: "I just know that it's gonna drive me crazy. Seeing your cute, manicured hands. Just thinking about it makes me insane."

Andrew lay back on the bed and began to text back.

Ana: "You think my manicured hands are cute?"

Sam: "Hell yeah I do, babe. They're gonna be even cuter with that cute red nail polish on the tips."

Andrew began to feel slightly guilty about how easily he was manipulating his friend. He was taking it too far. But Sam was willingly going along with it all, so he decided to keep it going a bit longer.

Andrew sighed as he grabbed some red nail polish from the nightstand and started to paint his nails as best he could.

Andrew finished painting his nails and held his hands in front of him. They looked surprisingly decent for how sloppy he was at doing it. He thought they looked kind of cute. He didn't want to admit it, but he thought they really complemented his hands.

He opened his camera and took a few pictures of his nails. They were a bit shaky, so the photos weren't very good, but they were passable. Once he had them, he sent them along with a message.

Ana: "I'm not that good with makeup."

Sam typed in response to the pic.

Sam: "Don't send me Google pics, babe. They can't be that good. Lol, send me a real pic of your hands."

Andrew looked back at his hands. He was a bit shocked at how feminine they looked. It was the result of his thin build and slender hands, but they still looked pretty feminine. Though, it was a bit hard for him to admit. But...he did kind of like how it looked...

Sam's notification chimed as he received the message. He opened it, and his eyes widened as soon as he saw the picture. Along her smooth, milky skin, was a small message. Scrawled on with black ink.

Sam: "Woah....this is real? They're actually yours, babe?"

Yeah, I think it's mine.

Sam couldn't believe his eyes when he saw the new message. His heart was racing as he realized how real this was.

Sam: "Damn....your fingers look so smooth and delicate..."

Why is the brand called Eternal Lust? Andrew questioned Sam. Andrew noted this name should be logical if it stays for a long time.

Sam took a moment to respond, distracted by the thought of how soft and feminine Ana's hands looked.

Sam: "I think the brand name is supposed to represent the longevity of the nail polish. It's supposed to last a really long time without chipping or fading. Maybe some kind of fancy chemical formula?"

Andrew found the box and checked the instructions for the nail polish. He almost couldn't believe what he read. The nail polish was supposed to last for over a month and was resistant to nail polish remover.

Andrew: "Wait, hold on...This stuff is supposed to last for a month and it's resistant to nail polish remover? That can't be possible..."

Andrew's eyes widened as he began to think about the consequences. He wouldn't be able to work part-time in the summer with this. Which meant no pocket money for him.

Andrew: "Shit. I can't go to work looking like this. This stuff will be on for way too long..."

Andrew sighed as he looked at his newly painted nails. He knew he was going to have to find some way to benefit from this whole situation, and Sam was the only way he could do that.

Andrew: "Guess I'll just have to use this to my advantage..."

Andrew thought about his options for a moment before an idea dawned upon him. He began to type out a message for Sam.

Ana: "Hey, I need to ask a favor from you..."

Sam was in the middle of eating his dinner when he felt his phone vibrate on the table next to him. He saw a notification from Ana and quickly unlocked it.

Sam: "Sure, what is it, babe?"

Andrew stared at the screen for a minute before slowly typing his response.

Ana: "I'm gonna be honest...I'm a little short on cash and I can't work for the next month because of this nail polish. So, would you mind helping me out with some money until this comes off?"

Sam was a bit shocked by Ana's bluntness. He wasn't expecting her to ask for money so straightforwardly. But, he didn't mind.

Sam: "Yeah, sure, babe. I can help you out. How much do you need?"

Andrew smiled as he read Sam's quick response. He hadn't expected Sam to be so willing to help him out.

Ana: "Thank you so much, Sam. I really appreciate it. As for how much I need...how about $500?"

Sam: "Sure, no problem. I'll transfer it to you right away. And also, don't forget that you haven't used that gift card yet. You've got a $1000 to spend, babe."

Andrew had a different idea on how to push things further.

Ana: "Actually, Sam... I have a different idea. If you're willing, could you do something for me instead?"

Sam was a bit surprised by the request.

Sam: "Sure, babe. What do you need me to do?"

Andrew took a deep breath before sending the next message. His heart raced as he typed it out.

Ana: "Well... I was thinking... maybe you could go shopping for me? Instead of just giving me the money?"

Sam raised an eyebrow in surprise. He hadn't expected Ana to ask him to do her shopping for her.

Sam: "Shopping for you? What do you mean? Like picking out clothes and stuff for you to wear?"

Andrew smiled internally. He knew that Sam wouldn't be able to resist the idea of picking out clothes for him.

Ana: "Exactly. I'd love it if you could go shopping for me and pick out some clothes that you think I'd look good in. What do you think?"

Sam's eyes widened as he read the message. He couldn't believe that Ana was actually asking him to shop for her. He was already imagining her wearing the clothes he picked out for her.

Sam: "Yeah, sure, babe. I'd love to pick out some clothes for you. But, I have one request..."

Sam took a deep breath before continuing.

Sam: "I want you to wear whatever I pick out for you. Will you do that for me, babe?"

Sam couldn't believe his luck. He had the chance to choose what Ana would wear. It was a dream come true.

Sam: "Great, babe. I'll get started on it right away. Can you give me a rough idea of your measurements and size so I know what to get?"

Andrew quickly typed out his measurements, feeling embarrassed about sharing them.

Ana: "My measurements are... 32-28-36. I wear a size small in tops and a medium in bottoms."

Sam's eyes widened when he saw the measurements. He had always imagined Ana to be petite, but these measurements took that to a whole new level.

Sam: "Damn... you're even smaller than I thought. But don't worry, I'll find something that fits you perfectly, babe."

Andrew felt a bit hurt when he read Sam's comment. He had always been sensitive about his size, and hearing Sam call him "small" felt like a punch to the gut.

Sam quickly resumed his message, not realizing the effect his previous comment had on Andrew.

Sam: "Alright, babe. I found some cute clothes that I think you'll look great in. I'm gonna order them and have them shipped to your address, okay?"

Sam felt relieved as he typed out his response. He couldn't wait to see Ana wearing the clothes he had picked out.

Sam: "Great, I'll place the order right away. I'll send you the tracking number once it ships so you know when to expect it."

Sam finished sending the order and sent a confirmation message to Ana.

Sam: "Alright, babe. I placed the order and the clothes should arrive in a few days. You're gonna look amazing in them, I just know it."

Four days passed, and finally, the package arrived. Andrew cautiously opened the box, curious to see what Sam had picked out for him.

He reached in and pulled out the first item. What he found left him shocked. It was an exceedingly short leather skirt. The skirt was so small that it barely covered his upper thighs. Paired with it was an extremely revealing crop top that was practically see-through.

Andrew continued to sift through the package. One by one, he pulled out more clothes, each one more revealing than the last. There were tight dresses, fishnet stockings, high-heeled shoes, bras, and panties, all in bright colors and revealing styles.

As Andrew finished counting the items, he was shocked to see how much Sam had spent on the clothes. The total bill was over $3,000. Andrew couldn't believe that Sam had shelled out so much money just to buy him clothes.

Andrew was still in shock, staring at the pile of revealing clothes and the receipt with the outrageously high amount spent. His heart was pounding as he looked at the message notification that popped up on his phone.

Sam: "Hey, babe. Did you get the package yet? I can't wait to see you wearing all the cute stuff I picked out for you."

Andrew quickly responded to his question.

Ana: "Yeah, I got it. Thanks for sending it. But, why did you buy such expensive stuff?"

Sam quickly replied to his question.

Sam: "Because you deserve it, babe. I wanted to treat you to something special, and I wanted to see you looking gorgeous in those clothes. Is it too much?"

Sam continued his message with a request.

Sam: "Since you have the clothes now, can you wear one of them for me while we talk, babe? I wanna see how you look."

As Andrew considered Sam's request, he realized that most of the clothes were made of thin, transparent fabric. Wearing them without any underwear would be embarrassing.

He looked through the pile and picked up a bra. It was just as revealing as the other pieces of clothing. With a deep breath, he made his decision.

Ana: "Alright, I'll wear something you picked out, but give me a few minutes to put it on, okay?"

Andrew headed to the bathroom with a bundle of the revealing clothes. He quickly shimmied out of his old clothes and looked at himself in the mirror. His pale skin and slender frame were now exposed to the cold air.

He picked up the lacey bra that Sam had picked out and looked at it. Andrew studied the bra, feeling a mixture of nerves and excitement. He carefully put it on, adjusting the straps and letting the lacey material cover his chest. He then looked at himself in the mirror again, taking in his reflection now adorned in the revealing piece.

With the bra on, Andrew felt even more vulnerable and exposed. He took a deep breath, trying to push away any lingering doubts.

Next, he reached for the rest of the clothes Sam had picked out. Andrew picked up a tight, revealing dress from the pile. He shimmied into it, feeling the taut material cling to his body like a second skin.

Finally, he slipped on a pair of fishnet stockings, carefully adjusting them so they hugged his legs perfectly.

Once all the clothes were on, Andrew looked at himself in the mirror once more. The outfit left little to the imagination. Andrew's pale, slender frame could be clearly seen through the thin fabric of the dress, and the bra and stockings only served to accentuate his curves.

He took a deep breath, feeling a mixture of fear and excitement. He knew that he was completely exposed now, and the thought of what Sam would think was both thrilling and terrifying.

Finally, he grabbed some sky-high heels and put them on. He wobbled for a moment as he tried to balance, feeling the change in height and the way the shoes accentuated his legs.

With the final piece in place, Andrew looked at himself once more. He was now completely dressed in the revealing outfit that Sam had picked out.

He took a deep breath, feeling more vulnerable than ever before. He knew that he was going to have to face Sam like this, and the thought was both exhilarating and terrifying.

With one final look in the mirror, he left the bathroom and made his way back to the bedroom.

As he entered the bedroom, he saw his phone sitting on the bedside table.

He picked up the device and looked at the screen, seeing a notification of a new message from Sam.

He took a deep breath and opened the message, bracing himself for Sam's reaction.

Sam's message popped up on the screen.

Sam: "Babe, are you wearing the outfit I picked out yet? I can't wait to see how you look in it."

Andrew felt his heart racing at the message. He knew that he couldn't keep Sam waiting any longer. He quickly typed out a response.

Ana: "Yeah, I'm wearing it. I'm in the bedroom right now."

He hesitated for a moment before sending a second message.

Ana: "Do you want to see what it looks like?"

Sam's reply came in almost instantly.

Sam: "Hell yeah, I do. Show me how you look."

Andrew took a deep breath before holding the phone up so that the camera was facing him.

He angled the camera so that his face was partially hidden behind the phone, but the rest of the outfit was fully visible.

Sam's reply came a few moments later.

Sam: "Damn, babe. You look incredible. Those clothes look even better on you than I thought they would."