*Warning: This story contain scenes that may not be approriate for all ages, proceed with caution*
For me, all I ever cared about is finding the perfect girlfriend. I wanted one that knows how to cook, how to do chores, and would allow me to be a "lazy bum". There was so much I wanted from a girl that it makes me selfish. I was driving home in my Red "Range Rover" . I understood so much from my girlfriend Ashley, aged 21. After Kim and I had parting words, Ashley was the only one who I treated well with respect and courtesy, but I did not know how secret, in which I found out late that would impede in our relationship.
It was Saturday Night, and I was studying for finals at my university in San Antonio, Texas. It was getting dark and the sun had just set. I was driving around searching for my house, which was an impossibility since I was drunk and wasted after a night of partying at a fraternity party with my boys, who I trusted with every aspect of my life. I must have been very drunk since there was drawings on my entire arm and leg, and they must have taken advantage of me in every sense. There was nothing that I could have done to prevent it because I was not in my usual self.
Anyways, as I pulled into a driveway, I was confident that it was my house, and not someone else house, but I would be in for a rude awakening. It was not my house as I knocked on the door, but it was a sorority house. The girl stared at me, and then said "We have a peeper". I tried to explain to her that it was a misunderstanding and that I was not a creeper, but it was too late. The female, who was tall with blue eyes and blond hair with a peppermint scent grabbed me, and shoveled me down, and I let out a groan as six of the most beautiful girls surrounded me. Two of them grabbed my arms, and pulled them behind my back. I was in confusion and then fright as they bound my wrists together with duct tape. They then blindfolded me, and gagged me with what seemed to be a combination of a dirty sock and rope. I was forced to follow them into the basement of the sorority house, but something was admiss. These girls did not seem to the ones that would haze someone who is a men, I thought as I took one step carefully to avoid losing my balance.
As we reached the bottom, I felt my hands released from the ropes that binded me, but they warned me not to move, or it would be worse for me. This was probably one of the most strangest days of my entire life based on the current situation. The girls helped me get upon a table, as they pulled my arms and legs to the corners of the table. They bound my wrists and ankles with what seemed to be zip ties, but I was not sure. They used some kind of scissors to cut open my shirt, exposing my vulnerable torso. They removed my shoes and socks, and I lay there wondering what is going to happen to me.
Then, I felt someone open a bottle and felt something being painted on my nails, fingers and toes. I knew what was going to happen now, as they completed it. I think they put mascura, lipstick, eye shadow, and other make-up on me. Then, they untied me, as I was releived from this unusual situation. I was going to be complete as they put a bra on me, dressed me in ladies shoes and socks, and even helped me put on a dress. I was now transformed from a mainly men to a women, and there was no indication of what is about to happen next.
To be Continued