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From Fraternity Brother to Sorority Sister By Jena Corso Chapter 6 The girls headed over to the mall, where they window shopped and killed some time. They dragged Carla into many different types of stores as they were working on tiring him out. He was certainly not used to shopping for a few hours, walking in heels for that long, or just wasting time in a mall which was something that he despised. As they entered a shoe store, he was thrilled when he could finally sit down, as the girls were admiring some the latest fall line of shoes. "Mary, there they are!" said Mona, as she was excited when she saw the new boots that had just come out. "I have been dying to see these." "They are so hot!" said Mary, as she held them in her hand. "I'm trying the red ones! I love 'em!" When the salesmen came over, Jeanine quickly whispered in his ear and he nodded his head and went to the backroom. He returned with an arm full of boxes and placed them in front of Mary, before heading back to the store room. As he came out again with four boxes, Carla expected him to hand them to Jeanine, but instead he knelt down in front of him and looked up into his eyes. "Let's just check, first OK." He said ,as he knelt in front of Carla with a metal shoe sizing chart, and slipped off her pumps. He took Carla's right foot, slipped off her shoe and softly rubbed it as he measured it, before repeating it on the other foot. Uncomfortable, Carla cooperated, as he had no desire to create a scene as he gave Jeanine a dirty look. "Let me try 9 ?'s on you first, as sometimes these boots run small," said the young shoe salesmen. "Wow, the black is hot on you. Ok, let me try the red and you can take a spin!" Embarrassed thoroughly, Carla got up and took a quick spin, nearly tripping as the girls covered their mouths laughing as she kept her balance and tried to mask it like it never happened. "Mame, that happens to everyone, because ankle boots this stiff with 5 in stiletto heels take some breaking in, but they look great on you," said the sales clerk. "I'll try the others on you now." "Now don't bother, we all are going to take those!" said Jeanine, as she handed him her card to pay. The girls exited as they all carried their bags as Mary dragged them into a dress store and grabbed a few things off the rack. She took Carla's arm and led him into the back room, pulled the curtain shut and hung the dresses on a wall hook. "We'll be out here!" said Mary, smiling. "Try on each of these one at a time and come out and show us each one. Do it and don't give me a hard time, or I'll make it twice as bad as this feels for you now." Scared, Carla followed his instructions as he came out in each outfit as the girls critiqued his outfits as he emerged each time. "The bitch looks good in a lot of shit," said Mona, cracking up everyone. "It's amazing, isn't it. My boyfriend is going to want to give it to her if I don't watch him. I'm going to make sure I don't leave him alone with you!" "Stop please! Isn't this enough for today?" said Carla, as he stood there posing and frustrated. "OK, I tried everything, now can we get out of here!" "Fine, go change bitch!" said Mona. "You're right, it's time to go." "I'll help fix her up," said Jeanine, as she went into the changing room with Carla. Quickly, without saying word, Jeanine helped Carla change back into her jeans and top as they exited the dressing room. They exited the mall where Saphire waited outside as they jumped in. "Had fun shopping girls!" said Saphire. "I see everyone has a bag. What did you get?" "We were loving those hot new ankle boots!" said Mary. "Very cute, girls," said Saphire. "You like 'em Carla." "Yeah, on a fuckin'hot girls - Yes," said Carla, in a nasty tone. "On me - No fucking way!" The girls cringed as they knew Saphire's reaction to this nasty tone would not be good, but shockingly she did not say a word or react. The rest of the car ride was then awkwardly silent, until they pulled up to a private house with the music blasting. "OK, Its' time to go inside as the party has already started!" said Saphire. Nervously the girls walked inside and were instantly handed beers as they entered a crowded party and began to drink. They mingled as Carla didn't say a word as he became nervous as he recognized a few of the seniors from his former fraternity. As he turned to look away from them, a drunken guy put his arm around him and Mona and screamed out. "Hot pledges are here, everyone!" He said as he kissed each of them on the cheek "Let's party!" Luckily then, he wandered away as Carla tried to slide into the background behind Jeanine and Mary. The girls then were handed some shots and they quickly downed them and chased them with another round of beers. The girls then spent the next thirty minutes getting a little buzzed, before Saphire brought this to a halt. "Gentlemen, our sorority is now ready to proceed with your contests!" said Saphire, addressing the crowd as she lowered the music. "I have four pledges here that will participate, so let the games begin! Michael we will now follow your lead!" With surprised looks on their faces, the three girls and Carla froze and turned, looking over at Saphire. "Thank you ladies," said Michael, as he pointed to 4 chairs set up in a square in the middle of the room, each facing one of the four walls. "Girls, please be seated. We will begin now!" Puzzled, the girls and Carla headed over to the four chairs and sat down, seemingly with no choice but to participate. "Guys, sitting before you we have 4 of the most beautiful young available women on campus," said Michael, lecturing the men in the room. "You must compete to even gain their attention tonight, as they have volunteered to help us with our fun and games. We will have three events, during which will narrow down the field of participants each time. Now form a circle around these lovely ladies, study them for a second and place on your blindfolds. When the music starts, Saphire will place a pretzel on each of the girl's exposed tongues. You must fall to your knees and attempt to get it in your mouth with only the use of your tongue, while still blindfolded. The first four to do so will advance." The approximately 20 guys were blindfolded, then spun in a circle until they were no longer sure where they stood. Then Saphire walked around and made each girl stick out their tongue, placed a pretzel on it and motioned for the game to begin. Carla almost gagged as he now knew some strange guy was going to touch his tongue with his, as Saphire placed his pretzel on it and the music began. In what was like a bull rush, four or five guys were pushing at Carla as they had their tongues exposed and were licking at his face and body as they were searching for the pretzel. Quickly Carla realized that this was even more disgusting than he could have imagined, as they were licking and kissing his face, neck, and cleavage. In what was actually a relief, one guy jammed his tongue inside Carla's mouth, claiming the pretzel and jumping up, declaring himself a winner. "Great job ladies and fellas!" said Michael. "Now it's on to round two, where we will eliminate two more of you before the finals." Carl felt like he needed a shower after all of the gross feelings of the guys around him, but knew it was going to be a long night of fun and games for the boys. Michael handed the girls each two shots and they downed them as everyone cheered them on to drink. He then placed a sticker with a number on each of them, and Carla received number 4. "OK, fellas! Round two!" said Michael. "Gentlemen, please strip off all your clothing and pick a number from the hat. It's time for the ring toss game." Shocked, each of the guys picked their number and was asked to stand against the wall with their hands on top of their heads. Each girl was now positioned across from their randomly selected guy as everyone involved was now extremely nervous. Carla stood across from Jeff, who was a strong muscular guy who obviously worked out, and was shaking in anticipation as to what he might have to do. "Ladies, you must now ready your partner for the ring toss game," said Michael. "You must excite him without touching his penis or kissing his lips. You may kiss him anywhere else or touch him anywhere else. Once you have aroused him, please step back to the line where the seniors will toss the rings. First two guys with three rings on wins." Quickly seeing the fright on Carla's face, Saphire began whispering in his ear. "Remember what things you like that got you excited," whispered Saphire. "Focus your mind on those." "I can't focus on anything right now," whined Carla. "I'm shitting my pants." "All he sees in front of him is a sexy chick. Don't panic or you'll have a different problem. Kiss his neck and chest softly and nibble on them a little. Then stick your tongue in his ear and softly scratch your nails against his private area and back. The second he moans a little bit, kiss his chest and give him a hickey on his neck." Whispered Saphire in Carla's ear. "Do it and you'll be done in no time!" "Now go girls!" yelled Michael, as Saphire nudged Carla forward. Carla closed his eyes, and began kissing Jeff's neck as he could feel him getting sensitive to his touch. Carla quickly put his hand on Jeff's muscle bound chest and began digging in his nails, which made Jeff immediately react, grabbing Carla tightly and rubbing his ass. "Hands off Jeff," yelled Michael as Jeff released his grip on the startled Carla startled. "Carla please continue your good work." Carla's left hand then reached between Jeff's legs and scratched under his testicles as he began nibbling on Jeff's ear and digging his nails into Jeff's back. "Damn you are hot!" squealed Jeff, as Carla ignored him and continued by pushing his tongue inside his ear. "Almost there, you sexy bitch!" Hearing that, Carla instantly remembered Saphire's advice and began sucking on Jeff's neck as he heard Michael's voice. "Ok Carla," said Michael. "Good job. Go seniors." As Carla stepped back, he noticed that he was the last to finish and his partner was certain to lose the ring toss game. This was actually a sign of relief as he figured he was thankfully done. Mary and Mona's partners had won and their guys were giving each other high fives while he watched. "Sorry, but that was amazing," whispered Jeff in Carla's ear as he walked by after pulling up his jeans. "I hope you let me take you out sometime, gorgeous! See ya!" "Fat chance of that asshole," said Mona, protecting Carla as she pulled him away from Jeff. "She's way too hot for you!" "Thank you," said Carla, who was surprised by Mona's assistance. "Oh thank god that's over with and I'm done." "No problem. You're welcome. You sexy little bitch," said Mona, smiling and cracking up as this was her attempt to bond a little with Carla. "We're not done. It's time for the finals and I doubt it's just me and Mary. Now sshhh, here comes Michael." "THANK YOU LADIES!" shouted Michael. "And now for the moment you have been all waiting for! The Finals!! It's on the Rainbow lipstick game. Congratulation to James and Andy for making the finals. Guys, please be seated in those two chairs in front." "Holy shit? Are they kidding!" said Mary, as she looked at Carla and Mona. "Please wipe off your remaining lipstick, ladies," said Saphire, as she placed a mat in front of each guy. "Then be seated in a semi-circle facing our two contestants." "Ladies and gentlemen, the object of this game is place rings made of lipstick around the contestants penis's until a gentlemen SU - CUMS to the excitement of the competition and is declared the loser," shouted Michael. "Each girl will take turns creating different color rings, going deeper and deeper each time until a winner is chosen. After you place a ring on one guy, your next turn will be to place a ring on the other." "Ladies please empty out all the lipstick from your purses and place them in this bowl in front of you," said Saphire as she added a number of her own to the collection in the bowl. "Good, I see we have a nice variety of colors. Ladies, please stick to the order of your previous number and therefore Mona you are first. Now close your eyes, select a lipstick from the bowl and begin. Pass around this mirror to help you apply it." Mona selected a deep red color, applied it and placed her lips and on the tip of James's penis and passed the mirror to Jeanine. Jeanine was given a bright red color, applied it, and placed her lips on the tip of Andy's penis and passed the mirror to Mary. Mary was given a plum color and went a little deeper on James as she handed the mirror to Carla whose turn it was already. Carla's hand was shaking as he slightly smeared on the electric pink color he was given and stared at Andy's penis, as he slowly but begrudgingly lowered his head and opened his mouth. As he kissed on the pink ring he felt his stomach fluids rush upward and he thought he was going to vomit, but thankfully held it in as his turn was over. It had been an extremely trying day with these insane contests, and the pressure he was under to perform acts he couldn't fathom doing. All he could think about was that this was the finals and it was almost over. "Now in round two girls, you must apply and hold your oral position on his penis until I count to 5," said Saphire sternly. "And as each round progresses, we will add 5 seconds more and I will ask the girls to bob up and down at each five second count. I'm sure the contestants and the girls will enjoy the drama as we continue." As the girls each took another turn, Carla's nerves were going crazy. He was already disgusted over having to kiss and touch a guy's body, but this was the ultimate submissive act and the thought of one of the guys exploding in his mouth was just not real to him. This could not be happening to him. As Carla's took his turn, he lowered his head and deeply kissed half way down on James shaft. It was again a horrible feeling as Saphire's 5 second count seemed to last forever. He was really feeling James inside his mouth now, before he was relieved as he could release again. Carla was almost praying during the next round that one of the contestants would finally give in before his turn came around again, as the tension was now really mounting. He could see on the other girls faces that they also wanted to get it over with, as they were also getting tired of just being sexual objects. Carla watched intensely now as both Mona and Jeanine had passed the 10 second mark and it was down to Mary, before he would have to go again. As Mary sucked on James, and took him very deeply now, he could see James tensing up. He knew the feeling of getting close from his former days of actually being the recipient of this great pleasure and was getting excited that this might be over. "And that's 10!" uttered Saphire, with an evil smile. "Carla, your turn!" Disappointed, Carla reapplied his lipstick and lowered his mouth on to Andy, only this time very deeply, as he now needed to make his pink glossy mark near the end of Andy's shaft. He could feel the full effect of Andy's manhood now, which made him slightly jerk and begin to gag. Becoming tremendously aroused by this, Andy immediately grabbed Carla's head and held it firmly, pushing his shaft deeper inside his mouth and into his throat. As Saphire got to five, Andy released his grip for a split second as Carla took a breath, only to be forced right back down, causing Andy to slightly moan in pleasure. Knowing what that sound of pleasure meant, Carla began shaking, which only made Andy more excited, as he now tightly grabbed her hair, making her scream with her mouth full before Saphire finally shouted out ten. Carla quickly pulled up her head and gave Andy a nasty look as he was breathing heavily and was able to take a break. As Mona was now sucking on James, the contest mercifully ended for Carla as James exploded in her mouth. Carla sat there now totally relieved, as Mona swallowed James' juices ,seemingly enjoying every drop as Andy was declared the winner. "Thank you to our sexy girls that helped us out tonight," said Michael. "And congratulations to everyone." "That was fun. Don't you think?" said Saphire. "You may all go to the ladies room now and freshen up." As the girls exited the room, the guys gave them a tremendous ovation filled with cat calls and screeching as Mona took a bow. "Too bad you couldn't finish the deal, Carla," teased Mona, licking her lips and staring at her face in the mirror. "But you'll get to love this taste I'm sure." "No thanks. I won't bitch!" said Carla, in a nasty tone. "Yeah, thanks bitch," said Mona, as she grabbed Carla forcefully, surprising him and immediately stuck her tongue in his mouth. As he stood there, Mary held his arms as Mona was swishing her tongue around in his mouth and kissing him deeply. "So, you love it don't you bitch. It tastes great doesn't it?" said Mona, mocking him as he was now crying and staring at himself in the mirror. "Lick my cheek right now. I still have some there bitch." "No, that's enough," cried Carla. "Why would you do that to me? That is so disgusting! I can't believe I made it through the contest and then you rammed that shit into my mouth anyway." "You are right!" said Mona, with an attitude as she wiped her cheek and fixed her makeup. "I'm sorry, I should have let you win so you could experience the whole thing in front of an audience, instead of just a taste." "That's enough girls," said Saphire, as she walked behind them. "Fix yourselves up and let's get moving." Jeanine and Mary came over to Carla and helped to fix his makeup and brush out his hair. They all examined themselves in the mirror and exited the ladies room. They followed Saphire back through the crowded frat house, weaving their way thru a series of drunken and passed out guys who were everywhere. All Carla could think about now was taking a shower and brushing his teeth as he felt dirty and disgusting. The taste that Mona transferred in his mouth was different than anything he had ever experienced before, and he felt like he couldn't move fast enough to get rid of the taste. As the car pulled up at their Sorority house, it was the first time Carla was ever excited to be there, and he quickly ran upstairs with the girls. "I see you are happy to be home Carla. Now put on your pink satin nightgown and get to bed," said Saphire sternly. "It was a long night and you're going to need your beauty rest. Jeanine has concluded her work, and its Mary's turn to work on Carla tomorrow." "Ok, I'll change into it, but can I just take a shower and rinse out my mouth first," whined Carla as he slipped it over his head. "I'm exhausted, but I feel gross." "Cuff her to the bed and turn out the light, girls. I want you to savor that taste tonight," said Saphire, in a nasty tone. "Don't give me any lip young lady, or next time you will blow the entire fraternity! Good night girls!" Carl whimpered a little bit, but quickly fell off to sleep as he was wiped, both physically and emotionality. Chapter 7 When he woke up the next morning, he immediately realized that he was alone in the bedroom but exhausted. He got up and looked around and noticed that Mary had filled the bed next to him with clothing, and he was unsure what she was up to. "Hey, you pretty little thing," said Mary, as she walked in, wearing only a towel. "I thought you might need a little extra rest after last night, so I let you sleep in. How are you doing this morning?" "Well, I could use a few aspirin and a shower please," said Carl. "But I'm fine." "Cool, well I ran the tub for you, so go soak for a little and relax a bit, while I get today's outfit together for you." "I assume you are having trouble choosing and that's why all the stuff is on the bed," said Carl teasing her. "It's a girl thing. Yes," said Mary, laughing. "You'll get used to it, and maybe someday be in that frame of mind yourself. Go get in the tub and relax." Mary uncuffed Carl, and he immediately brushed his teeth, sat on the bowl, and then jumped in the tub. It was filled with bubbles and the girly aroma was certainly pleasant and relaxing. He thought about running, but knew at the moment that he had no clothes or any chance of getting out of there easily. After about thirty minutes, Mary came in and pulled the plug on the tub and pushed at him to wake up, as he was half asleep. "Let's go cutie," said Mary. "I'll help you get dressed." Mary helped dry him off and then brought him back over to the bed filled with clothes. She helped him slide on his pink gaff and restrained his male parts. Then she slid on pink lace panties with a matching pink bra with a rear clasp. Immediately he noticed the difference in weight and firmness as opposed to what he was used to as it also seemed extremely tight. She handed him some black stretch jeans and then a fuchsia cashmere sweater, which he put on without much resistance, before he saw that she was taking out the boots they had bought yesterday. "Isn't this outfit kind of a bit loud?" said Carl. "I'm more into blending in and hiding here." "Not on my turn honey," she said as she began putting nice diamond studs in his ears. "I'm going to spice you up a little." "What does that mean?" said Carl, confused. "I think I got all the spicing I could handle last night." "Please, no not that!" said Mary laughing. "I have no control over Saphire and that stuff. I'm talking about fashion, honey. You know style. You'll see later. I'm thinking like more girly girl. You know what I mean." "No not really!" said Carl sarcastically. "How much more girly can I look?" "You'd be surprised cutie," said Mary, smiling as she adjusted him a bit. "I have a few cute ideas. So what do you think? Take a peek in the mirror." "Did you make my boobs bigger, or is it the shirt?" said Carl, as he touched them. "And I look like I'm a glitter chick with the bright colors, rhinestones, and the all the jewelry." "In a way!" said Mary, laughing as she took his hand and led him out of the room. "I'm going to spice you up a little today. And yes, the gel bra I put on you pushes out your breasts more and adds maybe a cup size. Now let's get you to the salon and fix that hair and do your makeup." Quickly, Mary sat him in the salon at the washing station, and placed a black cape around him. She placed her IPODs headphones inside Carla's ears and turned up the volume on the disco music. She then proceeded to wash and condition his hair and then placed on some large rubber gloves as the other girl arrived to look on. "Ladies, I will now begin the double processing!" said Mary, smiling as she placed some dark colored protective goggles on Carl's eyes. "Sit back and watch me make this brunette disappear." The girls applauded as they immediately began discussing some new looks for Carla as they looked through fashion and gossip magazines. Mary began pouring some cr?me developer into a plastic mixing bowl, along with 2 scoops of bleaching powder and began mixing it. She's parted Carla's hair into four sections with some large clips and started in the back as she was careful not to get too close to the roots as she painted on the mixture as she worked it onto his head. When she finished saturating his hair, she placed a plastic bonnet over his hair and tied it tightly. "Take a little nap, sweetie," said Mary, as she rubbed his shoulder. "This process is slow with a lot of down time." Luckily for Mary, Carl was physically exhausted after having just a few hours sleep and mentally wiped out after his experiences at the frat house. After about forty minutes, Mary startled Carl awake. She poked a hole in his bonnet and he felt the hot air drying his hair for about ten minutes. She then removed the bonnet and began shampooing his hair with a shimmering lights toning shampoo and then followed it with a deep conditioner. She sat him upright and began to blow dry his hair completely as he thought he was done but sadly mistaken. "Ok, round one looks good. Time to include the roots," said Mary, breaking the news to Carl as she took out one earphone, whispered to him, kissed his forehead and lowered his chair back to the sink again . "You'll feel a little sting this time honey, sorry." Mary repeated the process of adding bleach to his hair after sectioning it and this time added bleach to the hair and the roots. Carl jumped this time as the bleach burned his scalp a bit as it began to set in. "Hey, what is going on?" he said whining as he lifted his arm to touch his scalp. "That is nasty." "Don't do that," yelled Jeanine, as she quickly grabbed him. "I warned you!" said Mary, in a nasty tone. "But don't touch it or it'll get on your skin and we can't have that honey." "Now just shut up and take it like a man," said Mona, mocking him. "Oops sorry. I mean like a little bitch!" Jeanine pulled over her chair and held his hand now. She rubbed his thigh to relax him as Mary continued to bleach his hair. She followed the same process of heating with hot air, washing/conditioning it, blow drying again, which this time included his roots as Carl sat there and took it now, without much of a fight now. Jeanine took his hand, massaged each finger and began working on his nail to distract him. She did his nails and then toes as he continued to catch some short cat naps and mentally blocked out the stinging. She repeated this process a few times as Carl somewhat slept through most of it. Each time she let it sit for about 40 minutes before blow drying and washing before she was satisfied with the results. She finally sat up Carl, wrapped his head in a towel and removed the goggles. She led him over to the stylist chair and spun it away from the mirror as she worked on his makeup. "We've got to totally use new colors with his tones now," said Mary, to Jeanine and Mona as she worked on him. "Plus, it'll be a little bit of a shock to his system for the next few days." "Not more than we've given him already," said Mona, laughing. "Plus, wait til I get my turn. I can't wait to really fuck with him." "Be nice Mona," said Jeanine, sticking up form him as usual. "Thankfully, he has in those head phones or you'd give him a heart attack." "True," said Mona, laughing as she got in his face and kissed him on the lips. Carl looked at her startled, as she smiled at him. "You're so hot," she mouthed to him as he read her lips and she teased him as she gyrated her hips in a sexy motion in front of him. "Boys are going to love you." "Stop," said Mary, pushing her away as she was cracking up laughing. "Let me finish my work. Close those baby blues cutie. We'll be done soon for today." Mary pulled the towel from his head and immediately clipped up his hair on top of his head as she began combing and blow drying it in the back. She worked her way around toward the front, and now was snipping a little as she was working. Sitting there with his eyes closed as instructed, Carl could feel the slight sensations of his haircut as some hair clipping itched his face as he reached out from under his cape to wipe them from his cheek. He slightly peeked open his left eyend he saw some clippings on his finger and could see that his hair was lighter, so he started shaking. "What is that!" he said, panicking. "Highlights?" "Ssshh, relax cutie," said Jeanine, as she again rubbed his back while Mary worked at blow drying and cutting. "You're almost done. It's really pretty on you." As the blow drying concluded, he could now feel the pulling and heat of the flat iron as she it tugged at his hair from behind. She was spraying and touching his hair as the scent and feel were now heightened in his mind and suddenly she removed the cape. "Very sexy!" said Mona as stared at him. "Mary, it looks so good on him." "Open up honey," said Mary, as she spun his chair around. Carl opened his eyes and teared up. Jeanine quickly wiped under his eyes as a little mascara ran slightly. "Now I'm a fucking blonde," said Carl, crying. "You colored my hair as if it wasn't bad enough before. Holy shit, look at me and this outfit!" Carl touched himself all over and knew they were taking him farther and farther away from being a boy, and making it harder to change back. He stared at this new girl in the mirror, and now saw almost no traces of Carl. He touched his hair, which was now a golden blonde color, which immediately stood out against his fuchsia top. He stood up and walked over to the mirror and immediately realized what Mary meant when she said she wanted to spice him up. He looked more like one of the "glitter girls" types now, with his deep big blue eyes, big super glossy pink lips, and bleach blonde hair. He could see his dangling teardrop shaped belly ring as his top stopped with a v-shape cut, displaying it and showing some skin at his waistline above his big belt. His eyes though widened to focus on his enhanced cleavage, which peeked out from under the tight sweater and he noticed he now had on a "Carla" script diamond, studded name place necklace. As he looked at his rear view in the mirror, he noticed the jewel studded pockets of his stretch designer low riding jeans, and that his top also showed an inch or so of skin all around his waist. The sorority tattoo at the base of his spine now was peeking out and his hair seemed longer now that it was flat ironed, pin straight hair stretching more than half way down his back. The matching fuchsia pumps they had put on him now were extremely pointy, squeezing his toes as he balanced on the skinniest stiletto five inch heels. He moved side to side, balancing himself and he used his index finger to sweep his hair which got into his eyes as he turned, and noticed the new deep pink nail color on his fingers. "That happens. You'll get used to just sweeping it a little. I'm ready to give you bangs," said Mary, smiling as she sprayed more hair spray on him to set it a little more. "If I curl it back or give you a middle part, it happens less, but with it so straight and a side part you'll sweep it out of your eyes sometimes." Mary moved his hair slightly and changed his lower studs to super large gold hoop earrings. She then slipped on a little cropped black jacket and handed him a pink coach shoulder bag as he just stood there motionless. She buckled a delicate gold watch on his left wrist and a few bangles on his right wrist. She slipped a small gold ring with some delicate fuchsia stones on left pinkie and put a flashy diamond cluster ring on his left ring finger. She then moved to the right hand and added an oval singular fuchsia stoned ring to his right ring finger and finished him off with a diamond studded script "C" initial ring on his right index finger. So what ya think Carla. I think that's about the right amount of bling for him," said Mary smiling as she stepped back. "No reaction Carla?" "I think I'm going to shit my pants. People are going to stare at me and check me out like this," said Carl, still shaking. "I mean the hair is totally crazy and the outfit is too skimpy." "Time to go girls," said Saphire, as Carl didn't realize she was standing in the door way. "You look great sweetie. I love you as a blonde, and I'll bet some of the boys will too" "How am I going to get out of here and change back looking like this?" yelled Carl at her. "This is so out of control now. I'm not going outside like this!" Saphire stepped up and slapped him across the face surprising him. "You will shut your mouth and do as I say, or you'll beg me to have another night like last night after what I put you through!" said Saphire, forcefully. "Now let's get moving girls!" The girls quickly left and jumped in Saphire's car and she drove across campus until they got to the school reception hall. As they exited, they were not sure why they were there until they got inside. They followed Saphire until they arrived at a volunteer table and she introduced them. "Hi, Miss Montross," said Saphire, gracefully. "These are the girls from our Sorority who are willing to volunteer to work the event tonight. Do you still need some girls for the positions we discussed on the phone." "Yes, that would be great. Girls, tonight's school fair is a festival theme," said Miss Montross. "We really need the help. I still need two waitresses so are any of you a size four?" "Yes, Mona is a four and Jeanine can probably squeeze into one if it's got some room on top," said Saphire. "So they'll do that." "Great, and then are the other two willing to work the booth?" said Miss Montross. "Yes, of course they are! Right girls?" said Saphire, as she gave a nasty stare to Carl. "Sure," said Mary as Carl reluctantly nodded. "Good," said Miss Montross. "The costumes for that are more flexible anyway and from the looks of you, girls, you'll be perfect there. Ok, now we have about two hours so you can help set up and then change before everyone gets here." The girls and Carla quickly followed instructions and assisted to hang some decorations, do the table settings, and any little thing that was asked of them as a group of guys moved large tables and booths into place. Carl worked with his head down and avoided eye contact with everyone as he quietly went about his business. As they finished, Carl kicked off his shoes and put his feet up for a break as his feet were killing him from his tight pumps. "Let me help you there," said a deep voice as he startled Carl as he began messaging one of his feet through his hose. "Those were some sexy shoes, but I bet not that comfortable. I'm Troy." "Hi, I'm Carl - la," said Carl reluctantly, as he looked up. "So are you a freshman? Said Troy, as he worked on the other foot now. "Yes," said Carl, staring at a huge guy massaging his feet. "You live on campus?" said Troy as he stopped and just starting chatting with her. "Yes, she's with us!" said Mary, as she interrupted. "Oh, hey Mary," said Troy. "Ah, a sorority sister I see." "Well, we'll see," said Carl, shyly. "You'll make it honey, I'm sure," said Troy as he slid his right shoe back on him and held his calf. "You should try out for cheerleading like Mary. I'm sure she can get you on the team and if not, let me know because I know some of the girls." "Oh, I'm not sure about that," said Carl. "That's a good idea Troy!" said Mary teasing. "See now I realize that you are more than just a dumb jock." "Well, if you decide to, I'll put in a good work for you Carla," said Troy smiling. "I'm a quarterback on the team." "A backup quarterback!" said Mary, teasing. "I think she's more of a starter quality girl." "Very funny Mary! Isn't Tom looking for you somewhere around here!" said Troy laughing along. "Well, I'm only a sophomore so maybe next year I'll start." "Girls, time to change and get ready please!" said Miss Montross, interrupting. "Your costumes are in the dressing room hanging up, and are labeled with a post it with your name." "Good chatting with you girls," said Troy as he walked away. Mona and Jeanine saw their costumes first and had typical little black cocktail waitresses' outfits with some silver trim. They had some large ruffled skirts, a lace cap, and low ankle strap black pumps. Mary and Carl entered the backroom and quickly were being waived on by Miss Montross to another room. "Girls, your outfits are here in the small make shift dressing room. It's not great but it's the best we have. Mary, I want you in the blue gown and Carla you'll wear the red one, but maybe you should try on each one and see which fits better," said Miss Montross, pointing to the outfits. "You can use any of the cosmetics, irons, or accessories that are on the little lighted vanity over there and you can choose from any of the strappy shoes you want. They are open and certainly you can find your sizes. Oh and make sure to use the extended wear lipstick and gloss or you'll look a mess in no time." Looking up at the hanging dresses, Mary and Carl were now both thoroughly confused at their roles at this festival. "What are we supposed to be?" said Mary, as Carl just stared. "And the only mirror is that little vanity "Oh sorry dears, I thought you knew what was happening and that's all we have in here," said Miss Montross. "Your parts this evening are as our Beauty Queens. I thought that one blonde and one brunette would be perfect. Your gowns, gloves, and tiaras are all there right behind you. Be sure to use a few extra bobby pins so they don't fall off, because obviously you'll be moving your head a lot. There is a floor length mirror in the hall though." "Beauty Queens?" said Carl, confused. "Yes, dear. This is a school fair and not a carnival freak show. We have clowns, games, and happy type events," said Miss Montross. "Just remember the simple open hand wave when you walk in with the group. Now, please get ready because you'll be announced and need to walk in together before you know it." Laughing now Mary helped Carl out of his clothes and slide on the red gown. She adjusted it and stared at it as she then slipped into the blue one. She quickly unzipped him and herself and then slid the blue one on him. "Nope, that ain't gonna work the way you are put together at the moment," said Mary as she unzipped the blue gown from behind his back. "The red will due if I can find something to help us make it look right." "And why is that?" said Carl confused. "Because the blue one is lower cut, and your fake boobs show in it, moron," said Mary teasing him. "Not that I have big ones like you, but at least mine are real." "What the hell are we doing anyway?" said Carl. "What does a beauty queen do besides smile and wave?" "No, that's about it I think!" said Mary, laughing. "I think you can handle that! Looks like we got the easy jobs this time. Would you rather be a waitress like Mona and Jeanine or sit around and smile." "At this point!" said Carl, laughing. "Smiling and waving I can handle." "Good, so shut up and let me get you ready," said Mary as she slid a light weight panty girdle around his midsection and tightened it. "Now suck it in and hold it until I tell you." Mary grabbed a roll of clear box tape and put a piece between his breasts, pulling them together tightly and then took off her own black bra and put it around him before buckling it. She tucked in the shoulder straps of the bra and pulled up his dress and began fussing with it. She slipped a few small safety pins under the dress and secured everything tightly as she had him spin around and adjusted it the way she wanted. Mary quickly began working on his eyes, as she glued some large fake lashes on him and then herself. She lined his lids darkly in black and went to work on his cheeks as she jumped back and forth between Carl and herself. As she finished she slid on her blue gown and adjusted it as he stared at her as he was seeing her fully nude for the first time. "What.. It's your first time seeing a girl naked," snapped Mary at him. "I almost forgot who you were for a second. You have to realize that girls are used to changing with each other." "Sorry. With everything I've been through, I forgot how amazing your body is," said Carl smiling. "Trust me, it's kind of painful with everything tucked away when I see a pretty girl." "Well thanks in a way, I guess," said Mary smiling. "But I'm into a certain type of guy and I'm sure you really will be as well before you know it. Now sit down and pucker up." "Really, sure?" said Carl, expecting a kiss as he put out his lips. Immediately Mary went to work putting on his lipstick as she knew he misread what she meant. He followed her instructions as she worked on touching up his face and then walked behind him as he felt her sectioning his hair. The weight of the tiara was now obvious for him, as she was pinning it all over his head as she worked her way around. She now took her curling iron and was adding some quick ringlets around his head to accentuate the tiara as she worked. He felt her pushing at his head behind the tiara which was now becoming extremely uncomfortable as she shielded his eyes and began spraying his hair. She bent down and began fastening the straps of the shoes she slipped on him and then carefully rolled up his gloves as Miss Montross peeked in her head. "Five minutes girls," said Miss Montross. "Shake a leg Mary! Carla looks ready, what is taking you so long? Here are your sashes." "Oh don't worry! I'll be ready Miss Montross, and thank you," said Mary politely as she closed the door. "Do you believe that? You almost got me in trouble because I'm spending all my time fixing you up." Quickly, Mary pinned on her tiara and rolled up her gloves. She adjusted her hair a little, did some quick curling and slipped her sash over her dress. She then placed Carl's sash over his head and stepped back to look at him. "Damn, I'm good. Open wide," she said as she smiled at him and stuck a piece of paper between his teeth. "Bite down and then open up again." Carl bit down and then opened as she told him as he was confused. "Perfect," she said as she turned the paper showing it to him. "No lipstick marks on it or your teeth. I love this long lasting stuff. Let's go. Walk slowly in that dress and shoes or you'll certainly be noticed when you fall on your ass." Carl stood up and followed Mary slowly as they exited the little room. When they got in the hall, they saw Miss Montross waving to them as she was positioning everyone in the proper order for the opening procession. They saw the marching band begin to walk at the front of the line as they inched forward and were behind a group of gymnasts. Within seconds, people started walking as the announcer's voice could be heard. "They'll do one song and then you'll be moving up to tumble and vault in," said Miss Montross speaking to the gymnasts. Carl and Mary now moved up and he got the full view of himself as he walked by the floor length mirror. He paused for a second and turned, looking at his body in his gown. He immediately noticed that he looked amazingly tall and thin in a floor length ruby red beaded gown which showed a bit of cleavage and exposed one leg at mid-thigh as he walked. His shoes were gold strappy sandal type stilettos with a small gold platform under the toe area, and he had no choice other than to walk carefully in them as these were certainly the highest heels he had ever walked in. His long white gloves stopped at touching his small but toned biceps and matched his sash, which hung from his right shoulder to his left hip. On his sash written in large script gold letters read "Miss West Coast" and matched Mary's which read "Miss East Coast" as he looked over at her. "You look good bitch," said Mary, teasing as she noticed him staring at himself and reading her sash. "Smile and walk like you are balancing a book on your head." Balancing with his shoes was bad enough, but as he moved he realized what she meant as he had to keep his head steady with his large tiara on, as the combination made him well over six feet tall. He touched the rhinestone covered queen style tiara which peaked in front, and realized it seemed almost mounted on his head as it tugged on his sensitive scalp he had from his earlier bleaching. His hair barely moved as he turned his head and felt like cement from the heavy spray Mary used on it to set his style. She had left his hair straight in front as it swept across his eyes like side bangs,, but teased up from the roots behind the tiara creating some height. Framing his face he now had large distinct barrel curls which seemed to circle his head at the sides and rear. He could feel what seemed like a dozens of pins holding everything together as he even shifted slightly and his face was certainly different than ever. He was more noticeably made up now as his eyes looked like raccoons to him and his lips were large and shined like beacons. He was startled as the gymnasts ran out as they had to move up and were next and his stomach felt queasy. "Hurry fellas!" yelled Miss Montross as two large men dressed in tuxedos quickly ran in and stood next to Mary and Carl. "Girls slip your left arm through and hold your roses and in a second you'll be announced." As Carl looked up, he noticed that Troy was dressed in the tuxedo and held out his arm. He smiled at Carl as he reluctantly took his arm and his boutique of roses. Mary looked over, gave a thumbs up as the curtain opened. "Girls, wave with your right until you get to your booth, and then just be seated. Fellas walk very slowly with them please," said Miss Montross,, as the announcer called for them. "It'll be a few minutes until your booth opens, so just sit there and smile as people line up to see you. Now remember your manners and no funny business please." Carla walked gracefully, holding his roses in his hand with his arm through Troy's as he was being escorted into the room and Mary walked a few yards in front of him. He waved softly with an open hand as instructed as he was being paraded through the room. Suddenly though, he gulped when he saw where the booth he was being led to as he noticed Mary had just been seated in the other empty chair. He looked at Mary now who he could tell could barely control her laughter as he was being seated next to her under a sign that said "Kissing Booth - One dollar." As the feeling of numbness seemed to leave Carl's body a glass of water was placed next to him on his table. "Don't worry Miss West Coast," said Mona, whispering as she was working the event in her waitress outfit. "There are only maybe two hundred horny guys here. I doubt they'd all want to kiss the blonde." "Oh shit!" said Carl. "Maybe you should bring me a stiff drink instead of water. "No chance blondie," said Mona, smiling and teasing him. "I want you to be fully aware of every kiss. Plus, didn't you have enough stiff things in your mouth last night." Before Carl knew it, the line was growing long as a guard opened the velvet ropes letting in the first customer. He kissed Mary and handed her a dollar and then Carl and handed him a dollar. He was experiencing all sorts of things as some guys would just peck him and others really kissed him as he knew they were enjoying it. A few guys would try to slip him the tongue as luckily they were warned by security before they got up there to kiss softly with their lips only. Before long it was becoming just repetitive, as the disgusting nature of it was wearing off after about fifty guys and he tried not to make too much eye contact. "Gawd, you are beautiful," said Troy as immediately Carl looked up. "Here's a five. No change necessary, but I'm looking forward to getting my money's worth. I'd pay a million for it if I was rich." "Gee, thanks," said Carl, not knowing what to say. Troy leaned in and kissed Carl softly and moved his mouth all over, not wanting to stop as Carl now nervously pulled away. Troy looked up at him, smiled and walked away as the next person stepped up to kiss him as he regained his composure. "The girls will take a ten minute break now to freshen up, everyone," said the guard as he closed the velvet rope. Carla and Mary stood up and waved to everyone as they walked back behind the curtain. As they got back to their little dressing room, Carl began crying as Mona and Jeanine came in and closed the door. "Stop crying little slut," said Mona, as Jeanine rubbed his back comforting him. "Accept this shit. You are lucky that some guys are even into you." "I mean the disgusting frat games and now the kissing booth," said Carl, whining. "How can I ever be a man again? I don't think I can? Plus that guy is hitting on me, isn't he? He squeezed me so hard I thought my fake boob was going to pop out of the dress? Then what? When does it end?" "Carla, that's enough please!" said Saphire, as she overheard everything as she barged in. "Tomorrow, when you wake up, I'll fix it so you'll never be uncomfortable like that again if that's what you really want. Now get back to work!" Chapter 8 Carl went back to work at the booth and luckily there was only about another half hour to go. Unfortunately, his line was still very long and he would probably have to kiss another fifty people. Finally, when the line dwindled, Troy appeared again in his tuxedo and stood next to Carl as he kissed the last person. Mary looked over and took the arm of her escort as Carl smiled and took Troy's, relieved they finally finished. As they were led through the room waving to everyone, they received a huge round of whistles and cat calls. When they finally got to the backroom, Jeanine came in and handed Carl a beer which he quickly downed to relax, as he was wiped out. "What a classy beauty queen you are!" said Mona, teasing him. "The bud and the tiara go well together. Let's get a picture of that." "Yup, that's the kind of girl you helped make me into," said Carl, sarcastically. "Now can you girls help me get this thing off my head please? I feel like my head weighs a ton!" "Sure," said Mary, as she began pulling out bobbi pins from his head. "My neck is exhausted too." Jeanine unbuckled his shoes and helped him slide off his gloves. She unzipped his gown and helped him change back into his jeans and sweater. He actually felt better in the more casual clothes, even if he was back into his glitter girl outfit. Mona took a wipe to his face as she removed the heavy makeup, and quickly softened it by redoing his cheeks and lips with more natural colors. "Ah better now. I love that lip gloss on you. Rub 'em together blondie," said Mona teasing. "Now you're just another natural little freshmen bitch again, but with some damn big hair." "Shut up Mona," said Mary, as she was using her large pick and rat tail comb on Carl. "I'm working on it. Don't be so jealous because your hair has no body." "I think it's adorable on her," said Jeanine. "I mean if you just loosen up the big curls a little and just take the volume down a notch, it'll work." "No, I have to agree actually," said Mona as she spritzed some water on him taking down the height a little. "Let's get out of here!" "Cool," said Mary. "Slip on your shoes Carla, and jewelry." "Ok, absolutely," said Carl. "I never thought I'd be happy to put on these tight pointy shoes again, but if that is what it takes to get out of here." Carl slid on his fuchsia pumps and stood up ready to get out of there as the girls were itching to leave. As they ran out the door, Saphire pulled up the car and they jumped in and quickly drove off. "Hey there, you little kissing machines," said Saphire, as she couldn't resist ripping on Carl. "Are you sure you were never the prom queen, Carla?" "Definitely, a little queen," said Mona, who couldn't resist picking on him. "No, I'm sure I wasn't, Mona," said Carl, standing up for himself. "But I'm sure you weren't either, because they usually don't pick the class slut for that." "Wow," said Mary as everyone cracked up laughing. "He's finally developing the attitude that he'll need to be successful as a woman." "Oh, he'll need that after I get my turn at his makeover!" said Mona. "What does that mean?" said Carl, as he snapped at her. "You'll have to wait and see bitch. Jeanine went for the cute little brunette thing and you looked the part. Its Mary's turn now and she stepped you up to the blonde thing and so far so good. But remember, my turn will come, and I've got some ideas of my own, so I suggest you speak to me with some respect, or you'll be begging me to go easy on you." The car went silent now as Carl was scared to death of Mona as he knew she really meant what she said. She wasn't as easy to get along with as Mary or as sweet as Jeanine. It also continued to resonate in his mind that this wasn't going to be over any time soon now, and whatever Mona was dreaming up could be scary. "Maybe just and hour or so girls," said Saphire, as they pulled up at a bar. "Ok, let's go in." They exited the car and strutted into a local college bar as Carl was actually happy to get a few drinks to calm his nerves and relax. It was crowded with students and some locals, but not packed, so they were able to get a table and sit down. Saphire bought them a round of drinks as the girls started having small talk about boys, classes, and about everything under the sun as Carl just sat there zoning out. "Hey girls. How are the beauty queens doing tonight," said Troy, as he put his hands on Carl's shoulders and massaged them. "Come over and we could shoot some pool. Play doubles." "Awesome. I love pool," said Mary. "You and Carla versus Tom and me." "Deal," said Troy, as he took Carl's hand without asking. "Umm, that's ok," said Carl stuttering. "I really don't play. Maybe Mona or Jeanine would be better." "Nonsense!" said Troy, as he pulled out Carl's chair. "I'll teach you. It will be fun." "Shit!" Muttered Carl under his breath as Troy was not taking no for an answer as Mona and Jeanine had to turn away to control their laughter. Troy had no inkling of letting Carl back out, as he firmly held his hand and led him over to the pool table. Tom broke first and then Troy shot. Mary shot next and actually knocked down a few balls as everyone teased her before finally missing. "Top that blondie," she said, smiling as she handed Carla the pool stick and moved out of the way. As Carl laid the stick on the pool table, preparing to shoot, Troy walked behind him and leaned over him. "OK, we're stripes." He said as he put his left hand over Carla's and helped him hold the stick with his right. "Let's do the first one together." Carl was mortified as Troy was leaning all over him and he felt Troy's hard on pressing on the back of his jeans as he leaned over. As they took a shot, the first one went in and Troy took the opportunity to sneak a kiss on Carl on the cheek as it sunk in the pocket. "See there you go Carla," he said smiling. "Stick with me and you'll be a pro in no time." Troy helped Carla line up another shot as together they sunk two more balls before finally missing. Thankfully when his turn was over, he could breathe for a second as Mary was definitely the surprising pool shark as she continued to make shots. When his next turn came around, Troy let him try on his own, even though he missed badly. Luckily though he never shot again as Mary wiped the table, finishing the game as she and Tom won easily. "Wow, great game," said Carla, as he slapped hands with Mary. "You're like a hustler." "No, just spent a lot of my life in bars," she said laughing as she grabbed Carl's hand. "Be back in a few minutes guys, we have to hit the ladies room." "Cool," said Troy smiling at Carla. Carl and Mary stood in the front of the mirror as she handed him a lip gloss. "Freshen up a little. You can handle that on your own," she said as he rubbed on the gloss. "You realize he's into you right?" "Yes, I get that feeling," said Carl, uneasily. "It's gross." "Ok, I'm not pushing you like Saphire would, but," said Mary as she fixed her hair and then sprayed Carl's. "He's a nice guy. You two would be cute together. That's all I'm saying." "No thanks," said Carl, with a nasty look at her. "I'll stick with pretty girls." "Whatever," said Mary, turning away and leaving the restroom. "Just remember you are a pretty girl and things happen in life for a reason. If I was you, I'd embrace this. Have fun with it." Carl stood there staring at himself in the mirror as he put his lip gloss back in his purse. He wondered what was happening to him as he started to feel more comfortable as a girl, even if he couldn't wait to change back. He realized that at least he was now doing more than passing. He was accepted and even desired as a young woman. He returned back to the bar area, where everyone was hanging out and saw a new crowd of women mingling with Tom and Troy. He sat down at the bar next to Mary as they had a drink before sensing someone behind him. "So, are you that beauty queen from the festival tonight?" said the ,girl as she interrupted. "Yes," said Carla. "I played the part." "I thought that was you when I saw you shooting pool," said the girl. "Yes, that was me trying to play," said Carl. "So do you really suck that badly at pool or were you just faking it to get my boyfriend to lean all over you like that," said the girl nastily. "He's too good for you slut." "What?" said Carl now surprised as everyone now turned around. "You heard me bitch! I see right through your fake little dumb blonde act," said the girl barking at him. "Stay away from him bimbo, or I'll tear one of those shitty extensions right out of your bleach blonde head right here bitch!" Troy quickly jumped between them as he heard everything. "Lisa, calm the fuck down," said Troy. "I just meet Carla tonight and she's a great girl. She did nothing wrong." "Time to go!" said Mary, as she grabbed Carl's hand and pulled him from the barstool. "You better run bitch," said Lisa as Carla was being dragged away. "Trust me. I'm not running," said Carl, snapping back as he was being pulled away. "Why would I run from you, especially when I did nothing wrong." "Yes sure slut!" said Lisa. "Well, it was great meeting you Lisa. Maybe we'll do lunch," said Carl, as he raised his middle finger at Lisa and blew Troy a kiss. "Troy, I'm sure I'll see you again soon. I had fun." They jumped in the car outside and headed back to the sorority house as Carl barely avoided his first ever cat fight. "OMG," said Mary excitedly in the back seat as she put her arm around Carla. "That was awesome!" "You are becoming good at the bitch thing!" said Mona, laughing. "But I would have loved to see her kick your ass." "But not rip out your extensions," said Jeanine, smiling. "That was a lot of work for me." "And you realize that you just opened the door for Troy to ask you out," said Mary. "No, let me rephrase that. You told him to." "What? I did not!" said Carl, surprised. "I was just trying to piss off Lisa." "Yes, you did that too," said Mona, laughing. "And you told her without saying it that you were after her boyfriend. Now that part I love." "You know what part I love?" said Saphire, chiming in as she pulled into the sorority parking lot. "I love the fact that you'll soon have a nice guy ask you out and you found him all by yourself. I didn't even have to set you up!" "No, I was just trying to piss off Lisa," said Carl, whining. "I thought you wouldn't want me to just sit there and take it. I don't want a date." "But I didn't force you to blow him a kiss. Did I?" said Saphire, lecturing him as she stepped out of the car. "You know, I think you may want to see what it's like to be on a date. Don't you think it's time to stop fighting this and realize that this may be who you really were always meant to be? Don't you think us catching you in our panties maybe was just your destiny?" Everyone exited the car and immediately headed upstairs. Saphire walked into the bedroom and motioned to Mary to come into the hallway for a private conversation. As she returned to the room, she immediately began digging through dresser draws and threw black bra and panty set on the bed. She dug out some garters, black sheer seemed stockings, and a pair of patent leather five inch stilettos and handed them to Carla. "What's all this about?" said Carl, surprised. "Saphire told me to give them to you and get you changed," said Mary. "Now go into the bathroom and change by yourself and we'll be waiting for you. You've got five minutes." "Oh now what?" said Carl as he followed instructions. "I'm tired!" Carl sulked into the bathroom and did as he was told as he changed. He rolled the black stockings up each leg and slipped on the g-string which barely covered anything he tucked away. He slid the garter belt around his waist and clipped on the four garters to the stockings. He put his arms threw the lacy black bra which he fastened tightly in front as he slipped his feet into the very high black patent leather stilettos. He spun and looked at himself in the mirror as he had become subconscious of his looks. He adjusted his cleavage and tried to cover as much of the falsies as possible as the underwire held everything firmly. He fluffed his hair with his fingers and straightened the seam of his stocking as looked at his side profile in the mirror. He played with his dangling belly button ring as he caught himself daydreaming as stared at various angles his reflection before being startled by a knock at the door. "Come on girl!" said Mona. "Are you ready or not! Get your ass out here." "Yes, sorry!" said Carl as he snapped out of it. "I'm ready!" Carl stepped out of the room and immediately stopped dead in his tracks as he looked up seeing the other three girls all dressed also dressed in matching lingerie. The girls were all dressed identically to him as they stood there staring at him. "There all yours Carla," said Saphire, smiling at him. "Consider this your reward for being a good girl lately. See you in the morning." Carl stood there and began to shake as Saphire shut the door behind her as she left the room and locked it. The girls stood there smiling as Carl was unsure what to do as he was totally surprised by this. "So, you interested or not?" said Mona nastily as she folded her arms. "Think you can handle this?" "Of course, you girls are all unbelievably hot!" said Carl, questioning them. "I never thought you'd be interested in me this way?" Jeanine walked up to him and began kissing him as she rapped her arms around him. "Look," said Jeanine as she finished the soft kiss and had her arms around Carl's neck looking into his eyes. "We're just your every day college girls. We are not lesbians. We are into guys mostly, but you know being with other girls can be fun sometimes. There's nothing wrong with being a little bi and experimenting. It's just part of having some fun in college." Jeanine led him by the hand over to the bed as she padded it for him to sit down. Mary came over, pushed him back firmly onto the bed as she climbed on top of him and slid down her g-string. She put her fingers firmly threw his fingers as she immediately stuck her tongue in his mouth and kissed him passionately. He felt Jeanine then pull off his g- string and release his manhood as she began to stroke him as he began kissing Mary now deeply with his tongue. Mary then quickly climbed off him and flipped him over into the missionary position on top of her. He began to penetrate her as he was now rock hard as she began thrusting with him. Jeanine now sat next to him on the bed and French kissed him while he rocked feverishly on top of Mary. Quickly then Jeanine released her kiss, slid up on the bed next to Mary's face and then slid above the top of her head. Smiling now she wrapped her legs around his neck and began forcing his face into her vagina. He struggled momentarily but began eating her passionately as he awkwardly continued thrusting with Mary as he herd Mona's voice. "See, every guy's fantasy," said Mona as she watched. "Bet you weren't expecting this?" "This is crazy!" said Carl, mumbling as he took a breath. "Thank you. Join in." "Oh, I plan to," said Mona, as he felt her rubbing something at his rear. "But I'm glad you invited me in." "Holy shit!" screamed Carl as Jeanine clamped her legs tighter. "That's not what I meant." "Sure you did!" said Mona as she was now thrusting him from behind as she rocked back and forth. "You'll get used to this. You'll love it like the rest of us do. You're still my bitch. Say it." "What?" said Carl mumbling as tears came down his cheek and Mona had a firm grip on his hair. "This is crazy and that hurts." "Say it or it'll switch to som