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Chapter 1 - Taylor
Susie had a problem. Her friend Kara had invited her to a fraternity
party that evening but she had other duties that evening. Susie was a 21
year old college junior and was tasked with babysitting her 19 year old
stepbrother Taylor. While 19 year olds normally didn't need a babysitter,
Taylor had been pulled over the prior week for drunk driving and had only
been allowed to leave the house for events approved by his mother, Corey,
or stepfather, Michael. They had put Kara in charge of him for the
weekend, while they went to a beach resort, knowing that the responsible
Kara wouldn't let anything bad happen.
Needless to say, Susie found it to be a huge crimp in her social life to
be stuck at home watching her good for nothing stepbrother. She had to
cancel her date with her boyfriend Zeke on Friday and now she was going
to miss a great party because of it. She would have invited her
boyfriend over, but she knew that Taylor would find some way to ruin it,
or intrude on them. Similarly she would have taken him to the party but
the fraternity only let guys who had been invited into the party.
Uninvited girls could attend as it improved the ratio of girls to boys at
the party.
Susie sat on the couch eating cookies from the container, distraught at
having to spend another weekend alone while everyone else her age was
going to be out having a good time. Scrolling through the photos app on
her phone, she came across the photo of Taylor and his friends from the
prior Halloween. They had dressed as the Spice Girls for laughs and to
win best group costume which they easily won. A thought sprung into
Susie's mind, Taylor had dressed as a girl once, he could do it again.
He kept his hair long as he was too lazy to cut it.
Quickly she texted Kara to be over in 90 minutes and she'd be ready to
go, with a friend that would accompany them to the party.
Susie marched up to Taylor's room finding him laying in his bed listening
to music with his headphones in. She unplugged them and stood over her
stepbrother.
"What the hell Susie?" I was listening to that!" Taylor whined.
"Yes you were," Susie agreed. "And now it's time to go get dressed.
We're going to a frat party tonight."
Taylor's ears perked up at that. He figured his partying days were over
for a long time. Going to a frat party sounded like a huge step up from
the typical parties he went to with his friends from high school.
"That sounds great, when do we leave?" he asked.
"In 90 minutes, but first you need to get showered and dressed," Susie
responded.
"I don't need a shower, and getting dressed will take two seconds," he
scoffed. "I'm going back to my music until then."
"No you're not," Susie scolded, slightly raising her voice. "You see the
frat guys won't let in any guy not on the list, but any girl is welcome.
You dressed in drag once for your Spice Girls costume. You can and will
do it again."
"No way am I going to a frat party dressed as some slutty chick," Taylor
said in a panicked tone.
"Oh don't be a drama queen Taylor," Susie said, rolling her eyes. "You
don't have to dress slutty. I'll give you a casual blouse and jean
shorts to wear."
"Even so, there is no chance of me hooking up with a chick if I'm dressed
as one. I'll pass," noted Taylor.
"I'm not staying home all weekend, just because you can't be
responsible," Susie seethed. "So here is your choice, you can dress up
for the party, come with me and have a good time. Or you can stay at
home, and I'll tell Corey and Dad that you snuck out to be with your
friends. No telling what they'll do to you then. Probably make you sign
up for the Army."
"You wouldn't, they wouldn't believe you," Taylor reasoned in a panicked
voice. He would hate the military, and his stepfather had often noted
how the Army had straightened him out when he was a wayward youth. It
was a credible threat.
"It's your choice," Susie responded in a confident tone with her arms
crossed across her body.
3 minutes later, Taylor was in the shower washing his hair and shaving
his legs.
Chapter 2 - Getting Dressed
As he had shaved his legs for his costume the prior Halloween, it was a
task that he was able to complete without difficulty. His friends had
decided he should be Posh Spice since he was the shortest and thinnest of
them. Thanks to his long hair he was the only one who hadn't worn a wig.
One of the girls at school had styled it for him. Unfortunately, as he
was going as Posh Spice, they also decided he needed to wear 5-inch
stiletto heels. Everyone else had gotten away with much more modest shoe
choices.
Returning to his bedroom, he found a pair of baby blue cotton panties, a
white padded bra, a blue baby doll blouse, and a pair of jean shorts. It
was a cute, yet modest outfit, and in colors that Taylor couldn't
complain were overtly feminine.
As he put on the outfit, Taylor mentally kicked himself for putting
himself in the position that Susie had full control over him in this
manner. Thanks to his transgressions, she could say anything and their
parents would believe it. He resolved to give her less blackmail
material going forward.
Fully dressed, he walked to Susie's room so that she could apply his
makeup and style his hair.
"My, don't we look cute?" she teased at seeing his appearance. Seeing
him blush in response, she smiled, and said, "Let's get your hair and
makeup done. We don't want to be late."
Taylor merely sat down at the vanity, and Susie got to work applying
foundation, concealer, eye liner, eye shadow, mascara, and lip gloss.
Using her curler, she worked to add some curls and bounce to his
naturally straight here.
When she finally permitted him to look in the mirror, Taylor saw a face
that was glammed up, with heavy makeup. It was the look that most girls
didn't go for. His hair looked good however he thought. Still though he
didn't like the amount of makeup on his face. "Why did you have to apply
so much makeup?" he whined.
"I had to do it to make sure you're passable Taylor," she noted. "I
could have maybe gotten away with applying less, but you really do look
amazing, and no one will tell you're a guy. I promise."
Taylor, folded his arms across his stomach and pouted, which only served
to make him look cuter. Reaching in her closet, Susie grabbed a pair of
wedge heeled sandals, and tossed them to Taylor to put on. They only had
two inch heels as Susie, as Taylor was already a little bit tall for a
girl, and she didn't want him towering over any guys. She actually had
decided to wear 4 inch pump heels with her skirt and blouse to ensure
that he wasn't the tallest girl there.
The doorbell rang shortly after. Susie rushed to answer it and screamed
when she saw Kara. They hugged in excitement at going to the party.
"Where is she?" asked Kara, referring to Taylor.
Just at that moment, Taylor started mincing down the steps, ever careful
not to trip, thankful for Susie only making him wear a two inch heel.
Looking up, both girls saw his newly shaved and moisturized legs
glistening in the lighting. His legs were easily his best figure.
"My don't we look pretty," teased Kara. "The boys are going to eat you
up tonight."
Taylor blushed at Kara's comment.
Susie seeing her stepbrother's embarrassment, stated, "Now be nice Kara.
Taylor here is doing this as a favor to me. Besides frat guys hit on
anything with a pulse, and some things without one. Remember that blow
up doll they had last semester."
Both girls started laughing at the truth of Susie's comment. It would be
a warning that Taylor wished he had taken more to heart.
Chapter 3 - Going to the Party
The three girls piled in Kara's Honda Accord, and made their way to the
party. Susie had provided Taylor a small blue purse containing a credit
card, his money, makeup to touch himself up if necessary, and a small
brush.
From the back seat, Taylor sat in silence as Kara and Susie gossiped
about what boys they found to be cute. He was apprehensive about being
found out at the party. The alternative, passing as a college girl was
similarly humiliating to him. Looking down, he noticed how his legs did
really glisten. He wondered how he was going to explain that to his
friends. No self respecting straight male had legs like he did.
"You're quiet back there, Taylor," noted Susie. "What are you thinking
about?"
"Not much," he quickly stammered, not wanting to admit he was thinking
about his sexy legs. Susie had asked the question precisely because she
noticed him checking out his legs.
"Just take it easy tonight and mingle with everyone, and things will go
fine," Susie stated. "And smile a bit too. I know you're not happy
about this, but try and have fun, and this will be over in a few hours."
"And we're here!" Kara exclaimed.
Taylor looked up and saw an old three story Colonial home with a wrap
around porch. The house was adorned with the fraternities' letters in
big red letters on the outside. Reluctantly, Taylor made his way out of
the car and made his way toward the front door of the house, flanked by
both his stepsister and Kara.
Arriving at the door, was a fraternity brother to welcome them in, and
hand them a red solo cup for beer from the keg or other mixed drink that
they may want. He specifically greeted Taylor, noting that she was
apparently the shy one of the group.
The three girls made their way to the keg and filled it up with beer.
Kara and Susie made their way down to the dance floor with Taylor in tow.
He didn't want to dance and as a result stood on the side of the dance
floor sipping his beer, when he heard a voice over his shoulder.
"Not a dancer, huh?"
Turning around he saw a fraternity brother, about his height, with sandy
brown hair, holding a beer of his own.
"Not really," he muttered in as sweet of a tone as he could manage.
"I'm Donavan," the frat brother offered, holding out his hand.
"Taylor," he responded, using his real name as it was gender neutral.
"Why don't you say we get out of here?" Donavan offered. "We can get in
on the next game of beer pong."
Taylor readily nodded to that. It sounded better than dancing. He took
Donavan's hand and followed him to the room where beer pong was being
played. Along the way Taylor took in the decor of the frat house. It had
beer signs and posters of women in bikinis everywhere. He aspired to be
like these guys and couldn't wait until he had a place decorated the same
way.
Donavan introduced Taylor to everyone at the beer pong table. Taylor
felt him being eyed up by the couple two gathered around the table. It
made him feel awkward. In reality, the two girls were friends and one of
them was hoping to get with Donavan. She was less than happy to see
Donavan with another pretty girl.
Nonetheless, Donovan and Taylor were up next and won three straight games
at beer pong. Taylor felt himself getting tipsy and was actually
squealing at winning. He felt Donovan lightly groping him but he was
letting it slide and one of the two girls, a brunette named Kelly was
shooting him daggers when he did it. He was enjoying making her jealous.
A short while later, the beer pong game ended, and everyone went to
Donavan's bedroom to smoke some weed.
Chapter 4 - Donavan's Bedroom
In Donavan's bedroom, Taylor sat on Donavan's bed, next to Donavan, who
had his arm around the pretty girl he met that night. Donavan readily
accepted hits of the weed as it was passed around the room. He also
accepted a large glass of jungle juice from the other girl, a redhead
named Carol. She described the jungle juice as watered down fruit punch
with barely any liquor in it, because the frat guys were too cheap.
In reality, the jungle juice was a mixture of fruit juices, from whatever
was cheap that week, and spiked with Everclear grain alcohol. The fruit
juices covered almost all of the taste of the alcohol. Carol said that
in the hope that Taylor would get drunk, get used by the frat brothers,
and quickly discarded so her friend Kelly could date Donavan.
Taylor, already slightly inebriated from the beer and weed, believed
Carol's assertion and thought nothing of having three glasses of the
stuff in less than 45 minutes. By this time, his head was swimming in a
foggy haze and he was having trouble focusing. To maintain his balance
he leaned into Donovan's larger frame to remain upright.
The frat brothers, circling like sharks, were looking at each other
deciding when it was time to make their move on the drunk girl. Carol
and Kelly, decided to excuse themselves with some bullshit excuse about
having to meet a friend. They knew full well what was going to happen,
and while they would have enjoyed watching the little cumslut Taylor get
her comeuppance for coming between Donavan and Kelly, having her get used
like a common slut was the next best thing.
After they excused themselves, Donavan made his move and forced his
tongue down Taylor's throat. Taylore responded positively, causing
Donavan to go for the belt on Taylor's pants so the guys could run train
on the drunk slut. Taylor's mind was able to piece enough together that
the guys removing his shorts would be a bad idea. He brushed Taylor's
hand away who didn't force the issue.
Donavan did slide Taylor off the bed and onto his knees. Unbuttoning his
own dick, he held the rapidly expanding member just before Taylor's plump
pink coated lips. Donavan was holding Taylor's hair more in an effort to
keep him upright rather than to control him.
Donavan, looking down at Taylor, asserted himself, "Now Taylor, did you
come here just to drink our beer, our booze, and smoke our dope, just to
be a tease. Or are you going to be a good girl and open up and accept
what we're going to give you?"
Taylor, looking up at Donavan, racked his brain for what the proper
response was. He had accepted all of those things from the frat guys.
And he vaguely remembered something about hating teases. They were the
worst. He didn't want to be one.
"I'm not a tease," Taylor said, slurring his speech.
"Good, now open your lips girl," ordered Donavan.
Taylor parting his lips, felt the opening get filled quickly, in the
manner that nature abhors a vacuum. Donavan, firmly grasping Taylor's
hair, forced his dick down on the feminized male's mouth. His two
roommates, Nils and Zeke, anxiously awaited their turn. Taylor looked up
at Donavan with a vacant glaze in her eyes as he used his tongue to
massage the large member in his mouth.
After about 3 minutes of thrusting by Donavan, he erupted, sending a
large load down Taylor's throat, who while drunk, swallowed without
considering what he was doing. Nils and Zeke played paper, rock,
scissors, and Zeke won the rights to place his dick in Taylor's throat.
Zeke took his turn, placing his shorter, but thicker cock in Taylor's
throat and used Taylor in a similar fashion to Donavan. Taylor's
internal dialogue at this point was that he was glad he wasn't being a
tease for these guys, not realizing that he was straight, and that there
would be no way he would suck a dick when sober.
Meanwhile, Carol and Kelly made their way downstairs. They knew the frat
guys would work in short order once they left the room. They wanted to
humiliate Taylor but not have her become the house whore, as the frat
referred to women who took every frat brother during a party. It was a
select group, most of whom had done it willingly.
They had seen Taylor come in with two other girls, and they were going to
find them, and tell them to go retrieve their friend. Kelly spotted the
two girls, still on the dance floor, with two of the frat brothers.
Making their way up to them, Kelly said to them, "Hi, I'm Kelly. You
came here with that Taylor girl right?"
Stopping her dancing, Susie rolled her eyes, figuring he had done
something dumb, which was true, just not as she thought. "What did that
little shit do?" she asked.
"Well, I saw her go into Donavan's bedroom with two of the frat
brothers," Carol offered in a concerned fashion. "She seemed to be
pretty drunk."
"That might be something she does regularly," Kelly interjected, "so we
didn't want to intervene, but we thought you might want to know."
Susie's face turned white, while Kara gasped at what probably was
happening to her friend's stepbrother. She followed Susie who dashed off
toward the bedrooms. By the time they found Taylor, Donavan, once again
had his dick down Taylor's throat as Nils and Zeke had already unloaded
cum down Taylor's throat.
"Stop that this instant!" yelled Susie. Donavan was shocked at Susie's
abruptness and actually recoiled at her assertiveness. Susie, looking
over her stepbrother, could tell that he was out of it. With any luck,
he wouldn't remember this.
"We were just having fun, she came onto..." Donavan started to say.
"Just stop it, and get out of here," Susie directed, as she was not in
the mood for dealing with the frat guys' excuses. She was just glad they
hadn't found out Taylor's secret.
The frat guys looked at each other, and quickly vacated the room figuring
they had their fun. There was no need to press the subject.
Susie looking down at Taylor could tell he was out of it. There was a
good chance that he wouldn't remember this tomorrow. Still though, she
didn't want to risk it and wanted to make sure her stepbrother's memory
was wiped clean by the morning.
"Kara, I'm going to escort Taylor to the car. You go get another glass
of that dreaded jungle juice concoction and bring it to the car.
Kara nodded at her friend realizing what she was attempting, and walked
off.
Susie took her stepbrother's rather frail frame and started escorting him
toward Kara's car. It took some effort and more than a few people
gawking and laughing at the drunk Taylor, but Susie managed to get him to
the car. Aided by Kara who was there with the requested beverage,
strapped him in the back seat.
Susie talking to Taylor said, "Taylor, here is some juice. You should
drink it. You'll feel sober and less drunk."
Taylor, blinking his eyes in an attempt to see, took the drink in his
hands and started to drink it. He felt awful and had a gross taste in his
mouth and wanted to feel better. He ended up spilling some of his drink
but got most of it down his throat. Just like the cum from the frat
brothers. After finishing the drink he passed out in the car on the ride
home.
Chapter 5 - The Next Morning
Taylor woke up in his bed wearing a t-shirt and boxer shorts. This
confused him as he hadn't remembered changing out of the girls clothes he
wore to the frat party the prior evening. Looking in the mirror, he
didn't detect a hint of the makeup he had worn the prior evening.
He saw a bottle of water on the nightstand next to his bed and quickly
drank it as he was extremely dehydrated. In his mind he vaguely
remembered something about a blowjob but he couldn't quite place it.
In reality, once Susie and Kara had gotten Taylor home, they dragged him
up to his bedroom, undressed him, taken off his makeup, and washed his
mouth out with mouthwash, redressed him, and put him to bed facedown in
case he got sick overnight. They were hoping Taylor forgot all about
sucking off 3 guys and swallowing their cum.
While Susie wasn't too concerned about Taylor's mental psyche, she
certainly didn't want to get in trouble with her parents.
Taylor, putting on a pair of sweat pants made his way downstairs and
grabbed a cup of coffee and a bagel for breakfast. He found Susie
sitting at the kitchen island in her pajamas enjoying a cup of coffee and
a piece of fruit.
"So that was some party," Taylor offered.
"Oh yeah, it was," Susie offered. "You were great."
"I was?" Taylor asked, thinking it was him that had sucked dick.
"Ya, some girl made you as a guy, thought you looked hot, took you into a
bedroom, and sucked you off," Susie said.
"Just like that?" Taylor asked.
Susie merely nodded.
Smiling, Taylor responded, "College girls are sluts. I bet she loved
being my slutty little cocksucker. We have to go back to that frat again
so I can find her and put my dick down her throat again."
Susie merely shook her head at Taylor's arrogance and ignorance but was
glad he hadn't remembered his time at the slut as a frat party. It meant
she wouldn't have to worry about her parents punishing her for taking her
stepbrother to a frat party.
The End.
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