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Rocky Horror Bet "Come on Lisa, don't you think this is going too far?" I asked nervously. "Tom, a bet is a bet. And you lost fair and square...besides, this is my final, and we need to have you ready for the show tonight." I swallowed again and shut up. It was no use whining, I had lost the bet. I wiggled in the chair in the beauty school as she worked on me. Part 1 It all started last week as my Jets faced off against her Giants. It was one of those rare times in football when the two teams had met during the regular season, and we really got into a rivalry. Both of us trashed talked like crazy for the week leading up to the game, and finally the resulted in the bet. The game had fallen on the Sunday before Halloween, and we had been talking about going to the Rocky Horror Show in Greenwich Village in New York City. We had both gone in high school, but not since we had gotten out of college, and we both thought it would be fun. So the bet was made. If my Jets won, Lisa was going to go to the show dressed as Janet at the end of the movie. This basically meant that she would be in a nice revealing corset, fishnet stockings, high heels, and a g-string. Now, Lisa had a fantastic body, she was 25 years old, 5'4" and weighed about 110 lbs. She had long, somewhat curly blonde hair, perfect porcelain skin, and blue eyes that gave her a very pretty innocent face. To top it all off, she was all legs, with a nice little bubble ass and a 32b chest. Very cute, and very sexy. And to top it all off, Lisa was in cosmetology school. Not the basic kind to just cut hair, but instead, she was trying to become a professional cosmetologist working for the stars. She had already had several internships on movie sets in the city, and once she graduated, she already had jobs lined up. She was good, very good, and always kept herself immaculate and sexy. But if her Giants won, I had to agree to help her with her final project, and she would pick out my Halloween costume for Rocky as well as for clubbing afterwards. Now I wasn't a small guy or a beast, I was 5'11" and weighed about 190lbs. I had taken a lot of my fat off and was just starting to put muscle on, but I had not gotten very far there yet. So for right now, I was very slender and toned, but not overly muscled. I figured she might make me dress as Frankenfurter, but it was worth the risk to get her into that outfit. Well of course, with my luck, my Jets lost, and that Monday, Lisa had come home with a bag. She had gone shopping in the city during her day off, and when she had gotten home she brought me upstairs and put the bag on the bed. "Ok Tom, a bet is a bet. Now, since it is Rocky, I got you the start of your costume in there," she indicated the bag as she continued, "I am going to need you to get used to something before the show, and then Saturday, after the school closes, we'll go there and use their facilities to get you ready. Miss. Rogers said if I video tape what I do to you, she won't need to be there, and we can use their salon late." I shrugged at her, and walked over and opened the bag. I pulled back the tissue paper to find a black short corset, a beige thong, and a pair of very high heels... "Oh crap, come on Lisa, do I need to go as Frankenfurter???" She just laughed at me, "Oh come on, you would look great in fishnets. But no, you aren't going as Frankenfurter." "But then why?" "No, you are going as a girl!" Her face shown as she said it. And I could feel my face going pale. "Oh come on, look, to be honest, I kinda always wanted to try this, taking a guy and trying to make him into a convincing girl. I promise, no one will recognize you, and a lot of guys go in drag!" I looked down at the corset. Shit!!! "But, but, we are going out afterwards too. There is no way I am going clubbing in New York looking like a guy in a dress!" "Trust me Tom, you will love it! The attention and free drinks you get, as well as not having to wait in line!" She was teasing me, I hope, and my face went even paler at her comment as I wasn't sure if she was kidding or not. "Ok how about this. If I can make you into a CONVINCING girl, then you shut up and go along. If not, then we'll change you back after we finish and go then. And besides, you know I have a little bi in me right? I mean, you did drag me to that strip club once, and I even had a lot of fun there. Well, if I can make you a convincing girl, let's just say the thought of getting you into bed after that definitely appeals to me." She stepped in close and slid her arms around me waist, her hands teasing down my back side as her breasts pushed into me. I sighed, and I could feel myself getting hard as she wiggled against me, "Ok fine, but you have to wear the same costume as me!" I looked back down at the stuff in the bag, "Do I really have to wear a thong???" "That's not a thong silly, that's a gaff, and you are going to have to get used to wearing that stuff between today and the show. I mean, come on, wearing high heels is hard and takes practice. And I am going to make you wear VERY high heels..." "People will know. I can't wear this stuff for the next week!" "Tom, you just will have to wear it at home. Let's get you in the shower and naired, and then we'll get you changed and begin practicing." With that she dragged me off to the shower and rubbed her hair removal lotion all over my body. It sucked having to stand there for a good fifteen or twenty minutes as we waited for the lotion to do its job. She left me in the room by myself as we waited for the lotion to do its job. After several minutes she came back in, completely naked as well, with the nag of stuff, and rinsed the cream off and with it all of the hair on my body, except the hair on my head. She had even rubbed it into my face, and all of my facial hair went with it. "Um Lisa, this isn't permanent is it?" I was still very nervous about it. And looking down at my now smooth body wasn't helping much, although her very sexy body was definitely keeping me distracted. "Don't worry, it's not. That stuff will keep you smooth for a few weeks and then it will slowly start to grow back. Who knows you might like it better like this." She giggled at me and reached for one of her bottles of body lotion. She poured it out into her hands and began to lather it up. The smell of roses began to permeate the shower. "Um, what are you doing now?" Lisa moved closer to me and put her hands on my chest and began to massage my pects. Like I said before, I had toned down a lot so my muscle mass was low right now, but I was very toned, and I have to admit, the feeling of her massaging my now smooth body was starting to get me very excited. "You need to use a body lotion sweetie, the cream can cause irritation, and this will help make it better." Her hands began to move down my chest, the sweet rosy smell overpowering me. Her hands moved across my flat stomach. I had lost the paunch there recently and it was just starting to get definition, but it was more washboard flat as opposed to ripped. Still her hands felt amazing. Once she had my entire front torso covered, she took more of her lotion and had my turn around. She worked on my shoulders, my neck. Her hands even worked it into my face, and I have to admit, it felt really amazing! The delapitory cream had left my skin burning a little bit, and this body lotion of hers just soothed it. I had to admit it felt great, even though I didn't want to smell flowery! Her hands went back to work, moving down my arms, under them, around them, in between my fingers. She continued down my back, really making sure she worked it into my ass. I could feel my cock just throbbing as she really paid a lot of attention to my ass. Then, slowly, she worked down both my legs, in between them even, until every inch of my body but my crotch was covered in it. She then took the shower hose and rinsed the cream off of my body. God it felt great, and I was so turned on it wasn't even funny, and Lisa definitely noticed it as well! "I guess I need to take care of that for you?" She giggled, and with the shower raining on us warm water, she dropped to her knees and took my cock in her mouth. God Lisa was amazing at giving a blowjob. I swear, whenever she gives me one I am afraid she is going to suck my cock all the way down her throat. Her suction is incredible! And now that my body was smooth, even my crotch, it was more electrifying! She teased her tongue up and down my shaft, her teeth just brushing against my cock lightly. She then wrapped her lips around my cock and slowly started to suck me into her, her right hand wrapped around my cock, helping her pump up and down slowly. I wasn't small and she had a hard time fitting me inside her mouth, not that she ever complained. I was definitely on the well endowed side! Lisa kept working on my cock, speeding up her thrusts and twisting her hand around my cock, until I was on the edge of blowing. Her left hand had a firm grasp of my ass. And she was pulling hard as she pumped up and down my shaft. Then, she really surprised me by moving her hand between my ass cheeks and flicking her fingernails against my asshole. I jumped at that, and immediately poured cum into her mouth, which she promptly swallowed and then smiled up at me. As my cock began to deflate, she just kept her hand massaging my, "much better huh?" She reached for the bottle, never getting off of her knees, and poured more of that rose lotion into her hands. Lathering then back up, she promptly had it rubber all over my crotch, making sure to pay extra attention to my cock. I could feel it starting to get hard again as she let me go, stood up, and finished rinsing me off. "So Tom how was that?" Her eyes glowed as she asked me. "God damn, Lisa, you are fucking amazing!!!" I was out of breath, and I had almost collapsed against the wall of the shower when I came. I was a little bugged by where her hand had wandered, but I wrote it off quickly. My body was now perfectly smooth, and it even glowed. In fact, it looked much different now, and the smell, "Lis, did you have to use that flowery stuff?" I was a bit bothered by it, I could still smell it and I was afraid people would ask me tomorrow at work about it. "Relax, the smell fades, and trust me, you didn't want your skin having a reaction to the cream. Now come on, dry off and let's get that stuff on you." I stepped out of the shower, immediately feeling how different the air felt on my skin as I began to dry off. Lisa quickly had herself dried off and the towel wrapped around her middle. She even wrapped one around her hair. That was one thing I was thankful of. I mean, I love long hair on a girl, it looks fantastic, but on a guy, I am not a big fan. I always kept my hair short, although right now it was a little on the shaggy side. The good thing about this was that she would probably cut my hair for the wig I know she was going to make me wear. So I wouldn't have to worry too much about getting a haircut for the next several weeks. As I finished drying off, Lisa began to lay out the garments on the countertop. There were several things in addition to the few items I had seen before. As I finished up Lisa turned to me, "Ok first thing is first. This is going to feel a little weird, so first, spread your legs a bit, and shoulder width apart." I did that as she dropped to her knees in front of me and placed some kind of card on the floor. I was still flaccid from before, but she had better be careful or I was going to need another blow soon. She guided both of my feet into the gaff, the thong thing, and guided it up to near my crotch. My face burned red at this, but she didn't pull it up all of the way first, but guided my legs back apart as she looked at the card. "All right Tom, this will probably be weird, but don't move, I don't want you to get hurt." With that she pulled my cock down in between my legs and I felt her fingers probing in between my legs. Finally, she slowly and gently massaged my balls back to the spot she was probing, and then gently pushed. The next thing I know, I feel my balls pop up into my body, and she bends my cock back over that spot and pulls the gaff up. It was a made of a very tight spandex and immediately pulled tight on my crotch and my ass. "Shit Lisa, oh god!!!! My BALLS!!! Oh my GOD!!!" I was freaking out as I quickly started to pull the gaff off. "Relax!!! It's ok, this won't hurt you, and they won't get stuck or anything. But you need to do this for the costume ok...just breath and relax." She had stood up quickly and pulled my hands off of the gaff. Massaging my hands she just stared into my eyes until I had calmed down, and I realized that it didn't hurt, just felt really weird. Once I was relaxed, she turned back and picked up the corset. It was a little different from the ones I had seen her wear. For starters, there were no cups for a girl's chest, and it also looked very, sturdy I guess. She moved behind me and undid the clasps down its front. She also loosed the straps as she wrapped it around my waist. "What are you doing? What is that?" "It's a waist cincher. Since you aren't a girl, I need to use it to help you get some curves. It will take some getting used to, which is why I want you to wear it, the heels, and the gaff for the next few afternoons until Halloween. Now breathe out, this is going to hurt a bit." As I breathed out she began to pull the laces tight against my back. She drew it snug and I thought she was done, but instead she moved me around to face the shower and grab onto the top of the door. I felt her put her knee in my back and REALLY pull, and I gasped out air I didn't even realized I had left in me as she pulled it extremely tight. I felt her fiddle with the strings behind me, and then her knee left my back and she left go, but it stayed tight. "Ok that's a nice start. Wow, from back here you are already looking like a girl!" She pinched my ass and I nearly fell. I was having trouble with it. The cincher came up over my ribs but stopped below my chest. I was having to breath higher which was weird. And it took me several seconds to get used to not breathing as deeply. "Damn you could have warned me!!!" I leaned against the counter, not that I could bend much in the cincher. "Bitch bitch bitch. Damn you are starting to be a girl. Come on, I go through this crap whenever I get dressed up really sexy. Ok maybe not this, but being a girl and looking good isn't always easy. Be happy I used the nair and didn't make you go for a Brazilian wax! Before I get you started in the heels, there is one more thing you need to get used to." She picked up something I hadn't seen before, a black skirt, and knelt down in front of me to guide me into it. As I stepped in she pulled it up, over my ass, and zipped it up the back. The skirt clung to my backside and it was tight through the legs. "That is called a pencil skirt. You are going to need to learn how to move in that before Saturday. And now for the finishing touch." She had me sit down on the toilet. It was weird sitting in the skirt. The material kept my legs pressed together as I sat, and the cincher kept me sitting up straighter. I think it was the first time I had had good posture in years. Once she had me seated, she took the heels and slid both of them onto my feet. I hadn't looked at them that closely before, but they were black, with very high heels, even a platform. There was a small ankle strap that she buckled onto my before she stood up. "Couldn't we start with something a little smaller?" I gulped as I realized how much of an arch my foot now had. "We could, but these are the shoes I want you to wear for your costume. It might be hard, but you might as well get used to them now." She helped me stand up, and I nearly fell. "How high are these things?" "Um, a one inch platform with a six inch heel. I know it is a lot, but I have to say your legs look fantastic!" She backed away from me to look down and I wobbled and nearly fell. "Let's get you practicing." She started to open the door to the bathroom when I yelled out. "Wait! What about the neighbors!!!" we had left the windows open when we came in here. God if anyone saw me looking like this... "Relax I closed the blinds before I came in, no one will see you. Now come on!" She guided me out into the bedroom. Letting me go she quickly through on a sating nightie and wrapped a short bathrobe around it. The look of her chest on display, and her legs sliding against the nightie, and peaking out underneath it, would definitely have gotten me going if I didn't have this damn gaff on! I stumbled a lot, walking in heels is a lot harder than I had thought, and I was terrified I would break an ankle or something. As I stumbled again, "Lisa! Crap!!! I can't do this!!!" I grabbed onto the corner poster of our bed and leaned into it. She just giggled at me. "What?" The frustration in my voice was evident. "Nothing. You uh, just, well you kinda look like a stripper holding that pole with those shoes on!" She just giggled at me as I glared at her. "Ok ok, I'll stop." It was evident she was having a hard time keeping her obvious amusement under control now. I just glared at her until she stopped. There was still a laugh in her voice as she continued, "OK! I'll be good. Look, you need to walk like a girl. All right, walking in heels is different than walking with flats; you have to move differently, to flow. First, stick your backside out a bit, keep your arms down, and take shorter steps, rocking your hips back and forth and placing each foot in front of the other, like you are walking on a tightrope, and move your arms back and forth opposite your hip swing, but keep them closer to your body." I carefully let go of the side of our bed, balancing carefully on the heels, and tried it. It was weird sticking my ass out like that, it felt like I was putting it on display, but once I did that and kept my steps shorter, it became easier. Once I had my feet going one in front of the other, well it became simple. It was still weird. And I felt very vulnerable like this. For one thing, I couldn't go very fast, for another, I felt like my lower body was on display. The hip swing was almost natural once you walked like this, and I know the way I would have reacted to seeing a girl in a skirt like this swinging her ass back and forth. "Perfect!!! Ok you will need to keep practicing for the rest of the week. It still looks awkward but you will get the hang of it. Besides, I need to teach you how to put a little extra oomph into that swing!!!" I just glared at her again, "You know, you so owe me for this!" "He, you shouldn't have made that bet!!! Now let's keep practicing!" For the next several hours she had me walking around the apartment, commenting on how to walk, sit stand, how to move my arms and how to bend over. It was really weird and very awkward as she kept commenting on how cute my butt looked. We went on like that until almost 1130 before she finally said it was good enough and let me undress. My waist hurt, my legs hurt, and my feet hurt. But I was relieved once I got the gaff off and there was no damage. I collapsed into bed after putting on a pair of boxer shorts. Lisa on the other hand, was not into that. Once the lights were out she curled up behind me, pressing her satin covered body into mine. She made sure to slide herself along my back, and her hand crept around my waist and below my boxers..."After that, I know what I really need," she whispered in my ear as she took my hardening cock in her hand and began to slowly pump as I rolled over to kiss her. She slid her leg over me as rolled me over. Letting go of my cock, she slid herself up onto me as my hands started to play with her firm tits through her nightie. Hiking it up, she slowly slid herself down onto my throbbing erecting, and began to pump. Needless to say, I didn't get to sleep for hours... This went on for the rest of the week. Once I got home, she would give me a great blowjob, get me into the gaff, skirt, waist cincher and high heels, and make me practice walking. I was developing quite the tight little swing with my ass and I knew that every eye would be on it at the show. I had a lot of issues with that, but I couldn't back out know. The one great thing was that the sex was incredible. Having both of our bodies so smooth, it made it electrifying and we were having incredible sex every night. Once this bet was over, I definitely planned to keep myself smooth like this! Part 2 Saturday finally came around and Lisa made me stay in my heels, gaff, skirt and cincher all day. Finally, at four o'clock, she let me change, although only to take off the shoes and the skirt. She made me wear the cincher and the beauty school. Once we got there, she unlocked the door and guided me into the back. She also made me carry several bags in as well, and once inside we had to set up the camera. I was not happy about having to be filmed, but again, a bet is a bet. Once we had that set up. She made me stand in front of the camera and turn around; making sure the camera got a good shot of the beginning product. Once done, she made me undress and sit in the chair. Reaching into one of the pink bags, it had a picture of a pair of women's heels on it connected with a chain, where the hell did she go shopping, she pulled out a box and set it on the counter. Then she put on some rubber gloves, and took a tube of some kind of cream and started rubbing it on my chest. "What are you doing?" Granted I had no idea what she was going to do to me now, but I figured some makeup, a wig, pad a bra and I was good to go...this on the other hand... "Getting the adhesive ready for your new boobies sweetie?" "The what for the what???" My voice cracked as I panicked and started to get up. "Sit down and relax, it will only last until I use the solvent. Don't worry about it ok. It won't hurt you, and we need to make sure you look good." She had me pointed so my back was to the mirror and I was facing the camera. I swallowed a lump in my throat but sat back and closed my eyes. She worked quickly though. I soon felt that my pecks were covered in that stuff and then I felt her placing something in the adhesive and pushing it up against my body hard. She let go and all of the sudden there was a big weight on my right chest. Soon I felt the pressure again and when she let go it was balanced. Opening my eyes I looked down to find that I now had a VERY large pair of tits on my chest. "Damn!!! What size are they!" "Double d's. I figured what the heck, guys love big chested girls, and I figured you would too." Again that giggle. She took some kind of, hell I don't know what it was, almost like a cloth but it was in strips. She placed them around the seam of the fake tits and soon it seemed to blend in. Once she had finished, it didn't look like I had tits glued on my chest, it look like I had TITS. Big tits, and they weren't sagging. I looked like I had porn star, fake tits! "Holy shit!!! They look real!" I reached up and cupped them. God damn, they even felt real. Hell I could even feel myself holding them! "I would hope so! Those are special though, and not cheap. They form temporary connections to the nerves in your chest. They won't come off without the adhesive and they will look and feel like they are yours." She reached up and teased her fingers over the right nipple and I immediately felt it harden and I jumped. "Oh my god!!! If this is how tits feel....." I closed my eyes and just squeezed them, "How the hell do you girls get anything done!!!" "It takes some getting used to. Come on. Stand up now. Time for the corset." I got out of the chair, and immediately felt the weights on my chest shift. God, with every move, every breath, they jiggled! I stood up, and immediately felt them pulling me forward. It took me a bit to get myself balanced, but soon I found that with my ass sticking out a bit, and keeping my shoulders back, I could stand. While I was trying to figure out how to hold myself, Lisa came over with the corset. "Come over here Tom," she motioned me to the doorway leading out into the main salon. There was a curtain hanging from a pole in the doorway. "Grab onto the pole and hold on while I get this on you." She had moved the camera to keep it on me, and she stepped in close as I grabbed the pole and wrapped the corset around my waist. This one was different than the cincher. It was heavier, and it had obvious room for my new assets. Also it was white and was covered in lace and flowers and stuff. The lace didn't add to the bulk, just made it very feminine. She quickly had it clasped in front of me and, placing her knee in my back, started to pull hard. "Ok exhale!" She gasped out as she put all of her strength into it. I felt her pulling on individual strings and felt the corset clasping around my body. I could feel the open back getting smaller and smaller, and it was particularly tight around my waist. It felt like it was cutting me in two! She kept pulling though, and I could feel the gap in the back disappearing as my new tits were squished together and up. Once the gap had closed I could feel her tying the strings off and I looked down. I couldn't see my feet anymore, just two soft mounds of flesh about to burst out of my top. I felt something tickling my thighs, and, looking down, realized that this corset had garters. "Christ Lisa, I can hardly breathe in this!" I was gasping for breath, and having trouble standing. She guided me back over to the chair and then repositioned the camera. "Much better sweetie. Just relax, you'll adept quickly, you just won't be running any marathons in it. You now have the perfect 38dd, 28, 34 figure. I will admit, I wish I could give you 38 inch hips, but this will work nicely!' I just glared at her. And I was starting to breathe a little easier, although when I looked down and saw my new boobs rising and falling with each breath I was a little worried. "Ok what's next?" "Next I am going to get your hair going, then your nails, fish up your hair, then your make up. It'll probably take us about two or three hours." "My hair? I thought I would have to wear a wig!" What the hell could she do with my hair, it was way to short! "Relax honey, it won't be bad. But I have a lot of work to do for my final. So just sit back and relax! What I am going to do now though is to give you hair extensions, then we are going to color it, style it and while I am doing that I will work on the rest." Wrapping a pink, god why did she have to pick pink, apron around me, she moved behind me and got to work. I couldn't see what she was doing, so I just closed my eyes. It was terrible having to face the camera the entire time this was being done, but she kept me aimed at it. I could feel her doing something to my hair. She kept pulling on individual strands and locks as she worked. I lost track of the time as she worked, but finally, "ok, time for the color!" She seemed really cheery with me. God I really was having a hard time with this. What the hell would I look like after this? There was no way she could make me look like a chick! Is there. Feeling my new chests bounce I began to fear that she was really going to succeed. "Come on Lisa, don't you think this is going too far?" I asked nervously. "Tom, a bet is a bet. And you lost fair and square...besides, this is my final, and we need to have you ready for the show tonight." I swallowed again and shut up. It was no use whining, I had lost the bet. I wiggled in the chair in the beauty school as she worked on me. I smelled something foul, and soon felt her combing WAY too long strands of hair. God how long was it now! I sat there with my eyes closed for awhile longer. She eventually stopped but my head still felt weird, almost tingling. I just tried to ignore it as I heard her working behind me. The next thing I know I feel a sharp yank on my eyebrow! "Hey what the hell are you doing Lisa!" "Look, these eyebrows are WAY too big for a soon to be pretty girl like you. I need to fix them." "No, that is way too far!!! I need to be able to go to work on Monday!" I started to struggle up in the chair and she just sat on my lap and kept working. "Hold still! Look, I am not going to turn them into nothing! I am going to use some lightener in them to make them not as obvious, but I do need to thin them out. Trust me will you, I know what I am doing and once we remove the chemical in them they will look fine on a guy!" I stopped. She was right, she would never do anything to hurt me. I needed to trust her, even if she was taking a sick perverted joy in this. I was learning a lot about girls throughout this. What they had to go through to look good for guys. I have to say while I would never stop being a straight guy and checking out a nice ass, I would definitely appreciate the work a girl put into how she looks for us! Finally she finished with my eyebrows and rubbed some kind of cream into them. Then she went back to my hair, fiddled with it some more, "Ok Tom, time to get it washed out. You know, you are looking less like a Tom every second, we need to call you something else tonight..." Yah it would be obvious if she kept calling me Tom. I could go by Tommie, but that was just too weird...so something else. I got up and followed her, my head felt heavier thanks to the new hair, but she was keeping it up as we walked over to the sink. Sitting in the chair she lowered my head into the bowl and began to wash it. I had had my hair washed before when I got my hair cut, but this was very different. It took a lot longer, and she used multiple bottles of stuff. I felt like a complete idiot, both for letting her do this to me and because I had no clue what she was doing! Finally she let me up, "ok let's get you back to the chair and I can start working." Again, she had me sit in the chair facing the camera. I could hear the scissors going and I knew she was cutting a lot off. As she was working though, she started to put rollers in my hair. They were big, easily an inch and a half thick if not two inches thick. Once she was done there she wheeled over this big thing which I did recognize as a hair dryer. Putting it down over my head she turned it on. "While your hair is drying I need to start to work on your nails. How are you doing?" "Just really bored. I cannot believe how long this is taking!" "I know, if we were here during the day we would have three girls working on you for this. Anyway, I am going to give you a pedicure and give you fake nails. I am going to warn you, they are going to be long. I want to make you as girly and feminine as possible. But don't worry, once I am done, you will love the way you look. Hell I can almost guarantee that all of the guys there are going to LOVE how you look!" She winked at me at that and sat down, putting my right foot on her leg, and picked up a very pink bottle of nail polish, began to shake it. It took her awhile on my toes as she cleaned them and put on the polish. Soon my toes glistened pink. Then she went to work on my nails. Opening a box, she took out long nails and, after scratching the tops of my nails, glued them on me. The nails were the same shade pink as my toes now were. Once she had them on I immediately realized I was going to have a problem. The damn things were about an inch long, and I knew it was going to hard to do anything with them. Once done there she turned off the dryer but left the rollers in. "Ok sweetie stand up. Time for your costume!" This I was dreading, she pulled out another one of those bags, the one with the feet and the chain. Opening it up, she pulled out a pair of white, satin panties with laces across the ass. I blushed but obediently put it on without a word. The damn things hugged my backside, and I have to admit it felt fantastic against my smooth backside. Next she pulled out this thing, it looked like a white tutu. "What is that?" "Oh this...this is a petticoat. It's going to go great with your uniform!" She had me step into it and then slid it up over my backside. It wasn't huge but it was definitely poofy. "Besides, this will make your hips look bigger!" She just giggled at me again. Finally she pulled out the costume itself. It was black, and it had lace, those where the first tow thing I noticed, it took me a second to recognize it though. "A French maid uniform!!!! You have to be kidding." And not only was it a French maid uniform, but a very short, very low-cut, very sexy French maid uniform. "Yup, I figure we should go with the classics, and even though I am not making you to look like her, there is that one girl who is a French maid in Rocky, what was her name again?" I shrugged as she unzipped it and slid it down my body. Once she had it safely over my head and down, she zipped it all the way to my back. I quickly realized the effect the petticoat was having. The skirt, which wasn't long to begin with, barely reached down below my ass, and if I wasn't careful, if I bent over too much, everyone would see my lace covered backside! I just swallowed as she guided me back to the chair. She wrapped the apron back around me, "Ok I didn't want to screw up your hair and I need to finish that in a minute, which is why you have your costume on...isn't it gorgeous. I mean, god, with that new walk you have, and that chest, we are going to be rolling in the free drinks!" She just giggled again. "You know, this really isn't funny!" My face was bright red. Every move I made just highlighted my predicament. As I squirmed in the seat I felt the lace of the petticoat tickling my thighs. I felt completely trapped. I wanted to make a fist and squeeze but with the new nails I couldn't even do that! "Just a little while longer and we are all set!" She sprayed something in my hair and then pulled a chair around to just a off my right side and pulled a cart around. "I'm going to start on your makeup. Now go ahead and close your eyes for now. I am going to need you to move your head when I tell you, but beyond that just sit still and let me work my magic! This is the home stretch!" I closed my eyes and tried to relax. She started off by rubbing some kind of a cream onto my face. She worked at this for quite some time, even making sure to go down my neck. Next I felt her brush something onto my cheeks, and also around my face. "You know, you are just like my own Barbie doll! Maybe that's what we should call you Barbie!" "Yah right, I don't think so!" "Suit yourself. Now I am going to give you a choice here, I have a couple of eye shadows I can use that will match the lipstick and nail colors I already picked. We can go with a smoky look, blue, or green?" I had no clue!!! My face burned, and I could tell I was blushing like crazy. "Um, just uh go with the smoky one." "Wow sexy!" Again that giggle. You know, normally I love her giggle, but I am learning to hate it! I felt her start to brush something onto my eyelids. She spent a lot of time on it, and kept coming back to each eye. It felt like she was touching things up, and she had moved the brush up just under my eyebrows and out to the corner of my eyes. "Ok, now I am going to put on the eyeliner, its liquid eyeliner so do not move at all!" I kept very steady as I felt a cool brush tracing my eye. She put what felt like a lot on the top of both of my eyes, and pulled the brush out the side and up. "Keep them closed while it dries and open your mouth." I complied and soon felt and tasted her rubbing something on my lips. After several seconds it started to tingle a bit, and then she began outlining my lips. She was really going outside of them in some places, inside in others. I had no clue what she was trying to do. Next I felt the brush on my lips. She was really putting something on heavy. "Ok, go ahead and push your lips together carefully and rub them back and forth. Don't let your lips touch outside of each other. No pucker them up like you are going to give me a kiss. Good." I felt the tip of a pencil touching up around my lips, "Ok one last thing, open your eyes and look up at the ceiling. I need to do your eyelashes. And please stay perfectly still. I am going to use an eyelash curler on you and I don't want to hurt you." I opened my eyes and looked up. I tried to ignore it and not flinch away as Lisa began to run a brush through my eyelashes. "Ok close them again," I did and she then drew the brush over the tops of my lashes. "Ok open." She picked this weird thing up and placed it right in to my eye socket. It didn't hurt but she did something and I felt like she was pulling on my eyelashes. She repeated it on the other eye and then stepped back. "Perfect." "So can I see the damage you have done?" The sarcasm in my voice was evident. "Not yet, let me just put the finishing touches on you." She took a couple of more items out the bag the costume had come in. Stepping behind me, she started to take the curlers out of my hair. Picking up a hair dryer she blew it out and for the first time I realized I had long blonde hair blowing past my shoulders. Damn she made me a big tittered blonde chick! "Oh I almost forgot. Open up!" I opened my mouth and she slid in this weird mouth mold with some kind of cold cream in it. "Go ahead and bite down, it's a teeth whitening agent. In a couple of minutes you will have nice pearly whites." Ok that didn't bother me. I took care of my teeth and they were already pretty white. She then went back to blowing on my hair. I felt her place something on my head and behind to do things to my hair. I had no idea what she was doing though, but I could feel that she was putting my hair in an up do. "Ok last few things." I felt her wrap something around my neck. She pulled it snug and I heard the click as she locked it behind me neck. It wasn't tight, but it was snug, and it felt kinda lacey. Lisa moved in front of me of me and picked up my right leg. I still had my eyes close and that thing in my mouth. Then I felt her rolling something silky up my legs...stockings!!! She pulled it up my right leg and then did the same with my left. "Stand up." I did as she said and she then connected my stockings to the garters of my corset. Finally she took the thing out of my mouth, "Ok open up your eyes and rinse your mouth out sweetie." I did as she instructed, running cool water through my mouth. Looking up at the clock I quickly realized that it was seven o'clock, she had been at this for three hours! "Ok honey, time for the shoes and then you can present yourself to the camera for the after shots." She helped me slide into my platform heels and then buckled them on me. "Oh I almost forgot!" She quickly attached a pair of big hoop earrings to my ears and pulled off the pink apron. "Ok time for you to see yourself." Spinning around I just stared into the mirror. Staring back at me was the most magnificent blonde I had laid eyes on! Long curly hair framed her delicate face. High cheekbones, smoke eyes, luscious pouty lips in the perfect cupids bow. The kind of lips that just begged to have a cock slid in between them. Her breasts rose and fell with each breath and tapered down to a tiny waist. The skirt flared out from the petticoat, and her legs just seemed to go on and on forever. The tops of her stockings were just barely visible under the lace and ruffles. Lisa walked up behind me and wrapped a white satin apron around my waist. "So what do you think?" "I, I.." I started to stammer and then stopped. That wasn't my voice! "What happened to my voice!" It was high and breathy, the perfect voice to go with the way the girl in the mirror looked. "Oh that? That's just the choker. I got it when I got your boobies. We couldn't have you sounded like you did before. This voice is much better for the new you...so what name did you decide on? Oh and do a slow spin for the camera." I did as she instructed, "I haven't. I don't know! How does this thing work?" I reached up and fingered the choker. "To be honest I am not sure. Do you remember that movie from way back in the late 90's Face Off? Well she said it works something like that does, but without having to be implanted. I think there is some kind of chip in it." "So when I take it off I get my voice back? That's a relief!" The voice was haunting. It was like hearing some hot girl saying the words I was thinking! But as long as this was temporary I could deal. Besides it's Rocky Horror and it's Halloween. "Ok I am going to go and get my costume on and get myself ready. Be back in a few. And try to think of a name for yourself or its Barbie time!" She turned and walked from the room giggling at me. I turned toward the wall length mirror and just stared. I couldn't believe it. I didn't see an ounce of myself in it! Staring back at me was this, well just perfect angel. The long flowing hair framed my face. My skin was perfectly smooth and unblemished. My cheekbones look high and dainty. My eyes were deep and smoke. And my mouth. I mean, that was a girl's mouth, big full lips that just seemed to be constantly pouting! And my body! I turned to the side and just stared. My boobs just stood out, high, firm and proud. They almost seemed to spill out of the top of my costume. My body tapered down to a tiny waist and then flared out. The petticoat just peeking out from underneath the skirt, and the whole thing only came to the middle of my thigh. I turned to look over my shoulder at my back and I saw that the sating apron ties in the back had been turned into a big bow and the ends came down below my skirt. Sheer black stockings poked out underneath it to just make my legs shine. I was hot, and the utter picture of femininity. Hell, I could probably get a job as a stripper or a porn star, maybe a model with a body and face like this! I kept turning my body to see the changes. God I was in complete shock! "You are such a babe!" Turning I saw Lisa standing in the doorway in the same costume. She had done her hair up like mine, and her earrings where similar, but instead of being clip on's, her's were real. Looking at us, you would think we were sisters, although my chest was definitely bigger. She came over and put her arms around my waist and kissed me, her tongue darting inside my mouth in a very long, very sensual kiss. Our boobs squished up against each other, and I could definitely feel them rubbing against her. God that felt good, if my cock wasn't tucked away behind this damn gaff I would be about ready to burst. Jesus, wherever she got these tits from, they were amazing! Breaking the kiss she leaned back, "God you are so Hot!!! And don't worry about your makeup, I used all waterproof, long lasting makeup so that you don't have to worry about touching yourself up tonight. Oh and so that if you do end up thanking any boys for our drinks tonight, you don't leave any embarrassing lipstick marks anywhere." I just blushed as she grabbed two purses. "Ok, I am giving you some lip- gloss, and I put your id, credit card, and money in your purse. So, now it's decision time, what are we going to call you?" "Lis, I got no clue! Um, how about, Tina?" "Nah you don't look like a Tina... Barbie works, or maybe Bambi or Mandy. That's it, Brandi!" "Fine, I'll be Brandi for tonight. Um, so are we coming back here afterwards?" "No, I left the removal creams all at the apartment. We can take it off in the morning. I'll get this stuff on Monday!" She walked over to the camera and took it to the back to lock it up. "All right sweetie, time to go. The cab should be out front." Lisa took my hand and started dragged me to the front door. This was it, I was going out, in public, to parties and bars, dressed as a walking erection inducer. And I really looked the part. Part 3 It took us almost an hour and a half to get down to the village and the theater. The trip out had been an interesting one. When the cabbie had seen us come out of the beauty school, he had immediately jumped out of the car to get the door for us. He helped us in and I watched him checking out Lisa's ass and then her chest and she climbed into the back of the car. When he turned to me I suddenly realized that he was already doing the same thing to me! It was very uncomfortable, knowing that I was turning on this guy. Still he was very polite and once I got in he immediately got going, although he did keep playing with the mirror. Lisa just made the drive worse. After she had touched up my lips by applying the gloss to them, she then proceeded to tease me through the ride. Her hand kept caressing my thigh through the stocking, which yah did feel great, tickling my ear, brushing against my boob. She also used the ride to give me pointers for the night. "Remember, Brandi, Tom doesn't exist for tonight. You are a normal girl, very sexy, and very girly. You have to act that way. Smile a lot, giggle, and avoid big words. The boys will be trying to pick you up all night. But I got you already!" She leaned in and kissed me hard and we ended up making out in the back of the car. God that cabbie was getting quite the show! When we finally got to the theater, the cabbie got out of the car and helped us out. He actually turned down the tip!!! And I could tell that he definitely had one hell of a bulge in his pants. Lisa just elbowed me in the side as she giggled and I joined in. Giggling, it's a weird thing to do if you have never done it before. And I don't think it was that successful. He did give us his card and told us if we need to go anywhere else tonight to call him. I slid my purse over my shoulder and allowed Lisa to lead me inside. Once in I did feel better. The place was pure chaos. Numerous guys were dressed as Frankenfurter, several in the corset and heels get up, and there where many crazy and outlandish costumes. We walked through the place up and made for the ticket window. Lisa went up and bought us our tickets for the show. The guy running the booth was dressed like that butler in the movie. "Here are your tickets. Hey, I've never seen you two before, and I would never forget two pretty faces like yours, that means ROCKY VIRGINS!" he screamed it out and I just shuddered. I had forgotten. In all of the craziness leading up to this point, I had forgotten that if you are a new person to rocky you had to have your cherry popped. Ok, yes, we had both been to Rocky Horror before, but it was years ago and much smaller productions. This was the main event. Several friends of ours had been here before and it was always the same, even if you had had your cherry popped before at a different show, you had to get it popped here. A big guy dressed in just the gold briefs Rocky whore in the move came over and took both of us by the hands. "Ladies, if you will come with me." He led us over to a series of chairs lined up. Several guys and girls where in the chairs seated in the chairs. You could tell that they were the regulars. Hell they were probably cast! "Hey Rob! I'll take care of them!" One of the guys sitting there yelled out. He was just helping a girl to her feet. She was giggling and rubbing her ass through her shorts as she stood. I couldn't help but dread whatever they were going to have us do. "Nah I got these two!" "You always get the best ones!" He just smiled at us as the guy, Rob, led us to a chair at the end. "Ok ladies, what are your names. Mine's Rob," he turned to us but didn't let go of our hands. Lisa spoke out, I was completely in shock. "I'm Lisa, and this is Brandi." "Lovely names for two stunning girls! Well ladies, you haven't been here before have you?" "No, we have both been to Rocky before, just not here." I was getting very nervous, but Lisa got him to let go of her hand and just rubbed my back as she spoke. "Well, unless you have been here before, you are both considered virgins. Now that means, before you can see the show, you have to have your cherries popped. And since I saw you first, I called dibs." He kept rubbing my hand as he spoke. "Now here is the deal. Getting your cherries popped is a two part process. First, you need to give me a lap dance and really sell it. When I am convinced, I will hold a cherry in my mouth by the stem, you need to lean in and take it from me with your mouth. Then you will tell me how much of a bad girl you are and begged to be spanked. I will then put you over my knee and spank you five times, and you have to count out or I will start over. Once done, you will say thank you master and then you can see the movie." My face burned red as he spoke. I was going to have....shit! I couldn't believe it! Ok the first time I had had my cherry popped I had had this cute girl straddle me. I had had to fake an orgasm and take the cherry from her. This is just as bad but I LOOK LIKE A GIRL! Lisa could tell I was obviously embarrassed, but she knew that I would do it. It was all part of the show. And as I looked up and down the line, I realized that guys had to do the same thing, they just got to do it to the girls in the cast. "Rob, let me go first. Brandi here is a little shy." "Works for me." He let go of my hand and sat down in the chair, spreading his legs, just like he was at a strip club. I stepped back as Lisa strutted forwards. She stopped with her feet just in between his feet and leaned forward. Blowing on his ear she leaned forward so that her chest was right in his face. She moved her leg forward so that it was just touching the inside of his thigh, and slowly worked it closer and closer towards his crotch. Soon he was rubbing his cock through those gold briefs, and you could see that he was definitely getting VERY turned on by it. She smiled into his eyes and turned around, lifting up the skirt of her French maid uniform and settled her ass onto his crotch. Soon she was rubbing up and down his crotch, her arms holding her up against the arms of the chair. After several rubs of her backside, she leaned forward, putting her hands on the floor and sticking her ass right into his crotch, leaning to the side, she looked around , pulled up her skirt to give him a nice view of her panties, and proceeded to give herself a loud resounding smack on her plump behind. Rob smiled at her as he picked a cherry off of the plate and held it by the stem in his teeth. Lisa got up, and kneeled on the chair, her legs having just enough room in between his body and the arms, so that she was straddling him. He put his hands on her hips as she continued to rub herself against him. Smiling, she leaned down and took the cherry from his mouth. "Master, I have been a baaad girl, I need a spanking!" She kept rubbing herself up and down on him. If I didn't know that she had panties on, I would swear she was fucking him! "Oh I bet you do." Standing her up, he slid out from the chair so that she could lay herself over his lap. She dropped to her knees and put her stomach on his lap, but he just slid her forward so that her knees were off the ground and her backside was in the air. He slid her skirt up and gently squeezed her ass cheek. He left his left hand on her back, keeping her and her skirt up. Her pantied bottom was right out there, visible to everyone, with her garters sticking out. He pulled his right hand back and gave her a hard smack to her ass that resounded through the hall. "One!" She yelped it out, clearly surprised by how hard he hit. SMACK! "Two!" She had her hands on the ground, and her tits were almost falling out of her maid's uniform. SMACK! "Three!" She was squirming on his lap, and he was definitely getting into it. SMACK! "FOUR!" People were looking on and cheering. God I cannot believe the show! SMACK! "FIVE! That you master for teaching me not to be a bad girl!" Finally he let her pull her skirt back down and then he helped her up. Her face was red and she was breathing heavily. She walked back over to me shakily, "Wow that was intense, and god am I horny!!! Your turn sweetie!" And with that she pushed me towards Rob. I almost stumbled into his lap but regained my balance quickly. "Ok Brandi, let's see what you got, and remember, you need to earn your cherry." He just grinned at me and my face must have been burning. Oh my god, I cannot believe I am doing this!!! But it is Rocky, and as Lisa said, I am Brandi for tonight! Struggling internally, I put my right hand on his shoulder shakily as I lean into him. My left hand moves up to cup my breast and I am amazed again at how real they feel. I mean, not only did they feel reel in my hand, but I could feel my hand touching my tit through the tit! They reacted completely real! I could feel the nipple crinkling as I sqeezed them. Granted I didn't have much play in them with how compressed they were in the corset, but it certainly got his attention. I did what Lisa did, sliding my right leg up inside his thigh, feeling my stocking caressing his bare leg as I reached his crotch. My knee brushed against his cock and I realized that this guy was extremelly turned on. Closing my eyes I leaned in closer and blew in his ear. I could almost feel his cock jump at that. Swallowing the growing lump in my throat, I turned around, arched my back and, lifting my skirt up, placed my pantied ass right on his crotch. I could feel his cock pushing against the crack of my ass. I had to lean back, between the heels and my tits, I needed to support myself on the arms of his chair. I looked at Lisa who only giggled at me and began to rub my ass against his straining cock. OH MY GOD!!! I could feel him pulsing, I was turning him on! Thank god for the gaff, if he knew I was a guy...but with the gaff on even, if he pulled my skirt all the way up, no one would know I had a dick. God that thing was tight. I continued to rub my ass up and down his crotch, and because of the heels, I had to put some weight into it. I rubbed my ass up and down, slow rotations each way, until finally I couldn't stay that was and leaned forward. My ass completely dug into his crotch and I could feel the massive hard on rubbing against me. Jesus how big was this guy! He had placed his hands on my hips throughout the ride, and now he guided me back to standing. He slid his legs back together and I blushed red and swallowed again as I knelt on the sides of his seat and straddled his lap. He inched forward so that now, to anyone looking, I was not grinding my 'pussy' right against his shaft. His hands came up and grabbed my waist and sped me up, keeping my grinding against him. Oh my god, I was humping a guy! Finally though, he reached over for a cherry and, smiling, put the stem in his teeth. Ok, almost done. I closed my eyes and leaned in, my lips, and my mouth open, and took the cherry into mine. What happened next I wasn't expecting. He opened his mouth, moved closer so our lips met, and stuck his tongue in my mouth. I was so shocked I didn't know what to do. I just jerked back quickly, but remembered to spit out the stem as I chewed and swallowed the cherry. He just looked at me for a moment smiling, "well, don't you have something to say, or do you just want another kiss." My face burned, crap I had forgotten. "Ma..Master, I have been a bad girl...I need..a..spanking..." My voice quivered as that sweet sexy sound came out of my mouth. I could hear the crowd cheering behind me. "Well then, get on your knees." He helped me onto the floor and then sat up. I leaned over, placing my stomach across his lap. Gingerly he helped me up and into position, until I had to put my weight on my arms and my ass was up in the air. My legs barely touched the ground. He placed his left arm on my back, which helped keep me from falling but also from getting up. His right hand traced itself up the back of my legs, pulling my skirt skirt up. He took the skirt in his left hand which kept my butt clear and in view of anyone. SMACK! I almost jumped at the first hit. Oh my god he hit hard! I just stayed there, stunned, as I realized that I was getting spanked. I could feel my boobs falling up towards my head from being upside down. If it wasn't for the corset I would have popped out of my dress! "Come on Brandi, don't be a naughty girl, you have to count!" SMACK! "TWO!" I screamed out in my high girly voice. Damn he was smacking me hard enough to sting, but I suddenly realized that he was just playing and he could have been hitting me a lot harder! "Now Brandi, you need to count in order! Come on, I know a pretty girl like you can handle that!" His tone was mocking and teasing, and he rubbed my ass as he said it. Shit I had to start over! SMACK! "ONE!" I wiggled on his lap as he hit me again, and I could feel his cock pressing up against me as I wiggled. Oh god, this was getting him off! "Much better!" SMACK! "TWO!" I was suddenly reminded of when Lisa and I had played this game. She loved to be spanked, and god did it turn me on! And as soon as we where done she had dropped to her knees and practically attacked my cock! SMACK! "THREE!" God, this guy, he is acting like I would!!! I couldn't believe it, I tried to stop wiggling but with each spank I jumped, and so did his cock. SMACK "FOUR!" This time he just rested his hand on my ass and gently squeezed it, then gliding his hand down so that he traced the edge of my ruffled panties until they disappeared between my thighs! "Much better, now only one more, don't forget what to say afterwards!" SMACK! "Five" His hand squeezed my ass after that one and it was definitely the hardest of the hits. I could feel his cock practically jumping against me. "Thank you master for teaching me not to be a bad girl!" "It's ok Brandi, I am sure you are a very GOOD girl!" I blushed red as he helped me up and I fixed my skirt and petticoat. His hand lingered on my backside as he helped me up. I was very shaky from the whole thing. Smiling, he reached into a backpack he had on the floor and pulled out a piece of paper and a pen. "And just in case you need to be taught how to be a good girl again, well here is my number. Feel free to call it at ANY time. Enjoy the show!" He then tucked the paper into my cleavage. I turned around and, after picking up my purse, walked back to Lisa. Seeing the piece of paper, she pulled it out from between my boobs and red it. "Wow, he gave you his number!!! Damn, you must have made a big impression, and judging from your problems with counting, you must have been having a fun time to drag it out. God the crowd was going nuts!!! I even took a video!" She held up her phone which I immediately pulled out of her hands. I just glared at her, and then looked at the footage. Oh my god, I looked like I was in heaven. With my eyes closed, and his hand smacking my ass, my voice screaming out the numbers. I was even moaning. God I looked like such a slut! "Oh my god Lisa, I was in shock, I mean he kissed me when he gave me the cherry, he even stuck his tongue in my mouth!" My voice peeked high at the end of my sentence. Seeing my distress, she hugged me and kissed me hard on the mouth. My ass still stung from his spanking. Breaking away from the kiss she just held me for a second. "Shhh. It's ok. Don't worry about it, it's all part of the show anyway." She leaned in close to me to whisper in my ear, "besides, tonight, Tom doesn't exist, Brandi does!" I nodded as she pulled away, and was suddenly very glad she had put on waterproof makeup, feeling my eyes tearing up. "Besides, maybe you two cute kids can hook up, I mean, meet up after the show. The cast has already invited me out with them!" I just glared again, and suddenly I was ok. She was joking and my little freak-out there had passed. We watched some more of the de- virginizations before we went inside. The show itself was pretty normal. We threw papers toilet paper when Mr. Scott crashed through the wall. We used newspapers to cover our heads when we where using the water guns for the rain scene to save our hair. Although we both got covered in glittering confetti, and that stuff was a pain to come out. The show itself was a blast. It ended around two am. We both stood in the lobby talking while we decided where to go next. Neither one of us knew the area very well, and dressed as we where, we didn't want to wander too much. Suddenly I felt a hand pinch my butt and I jumped and yelped, turning to find Rob, finally with clothes on, standing behind me with several other members of the cast. "So did you ladies enjoy the show?" His eyes were locked on mine and I blushed and looked away. "Oh it was fantastic, but I think we are just going to go home. I mean, we don't know the area all that well and it has been a long night." Lisa answered for me and I silently thanked her. God I could not wait to get home and get out of these clothes. "Well, if you want to, we are going over to the Moonlight. It's a dance club across town. We even have a limo to take us there, and plenty of room, although it might be a little tight." He just smiled at us. "Sure, that sounds like fun!" I shot a glare at Lisa and she just giggled as Rob took my hand and led us out the front door and into the limo. There were ten of us packing into the back of the limo, and while we weren't a big group, we did run out of space. Somehow I ended up being perched on Rob's lap, and Lisa was sitting on top of one of the tech guys, Derek. And the ride wasn't a short ride. When they said across town I think they meant across New York City, not across the village. Or maybe it just felt longer, as every bump and turn had my backside rubbing against Rob's lap. Drinks where passed out from the mini-bar, and while I really wanted, hell needed a beer, I found myself with a glass of wine. After all, the girls got wine, the boys got beer. I drank it quickly and it was immediately refilled by this petite brunette name Jean. As I finished my second glass Lisa shouted over to me above the music, "Wow Brandi, slow down, plenty of drinking ahead tonight for us!" I yelped as I felt another pink on my ass, and then Rob started to rub my backside where he had pinched me. "Yah, I really am looking forward to dancing with you." After my third glass the limo finally stopped and we were helped out. The driver took my hand to help me get out, but I had to bend nearly in two and I suddenly felt Rob's two hands grab my backside and give me a push. Blushing red, I fixed my skirt and followed the group inside, my arm entwined with Lisa... End of Part 3 There will be continuations from this point, one will be a nice ending, the other sinister. I hope you all enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! [email protected]