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The Complicated Life of a House Chicken - Chapter 6 "Oww," I muttered softly as I rubbed my perfect bottom. As if the fucking had not been bad enough, Kevin had gotten carried away with the spanking as well, and I was extremely tender down there. "It's probably best if we leave separately. Why don't you go on ahead," Kevin said. "When will you resign?" I asked. "I'll do it first thing at the meeting on Sunday. Don't worry, your cousin won't be getting blackballed by Mark. I'm a man of my word," he said. "Thank you," I responded, feeling very weird to be thanking the man that just ass fucked me. "Believe me, it was my pleasure," he said with a corny wink. I rolled my eyes then left the small room. I tried my best to walk normally, but it was difficult with the trauma that my ass had endured. Eventually, I removed my heels and left the library barefoot, my shoes dangling from hooked fingers by my thigh. I got some funny looks, but it was much easier to walk without the added hip rolling that the sexy shoes provoked. I returned to Josie's apartment, cleaned myself up then fixed a meal, all while desperately trying to forget what I had just done. I immersed myself into some school work, but even that didn't block out the memories of selling my body just so I could get into a fraternity a little earlier. And let's be clear here, yes it was Josie's body, but I was the one who paid that price to get what I wanted. Had that humiliation been worth it? A small piece of my mind that I now recognized as my female body kept reassuring me that it wasn't that big of a deal. Just because a man stuck his dick in one hole instead of another didn't really make a difference. But the other side of my mind knew better. It did matter, but more importantly, the fact that I had really gotten into it during the act totally freaked me out. Once again, I wondered if this whole experience was changing me or if it was bringing out something that had always been there, buried deep. I really needed to talk to someone about this whole mess, but there was absolutely no one that I could confide in. I wasn't even sure how I'd explain these experiences to a therapist once I got back to my old body. Hell, if I told them the truth, they'd lock me up for sure. I really needed to get back to my body before I lost myself forever in Josie. I then realized everything that I was going to lose when I once again became boring old Jason Preston. The thought of Madison not giving me the time of day broke my heart. And what was going on between Sherry and me? Was I going to be in a relationship with someone I barely knew? I was so overwhelmed with conflicting emotions that I broke down and started balling in the quiet of Josie's empty apartment. Josie's phone chimed, indicating a new message from her. "Don't forget to hook up with Brad tonight. We're running out of time for this month. They are calling us all in for some pledge meeting at six. I'm assuming Brad will be tied up with that, so your best bet would be to sneak over around 11 and surprise him with that sweet pussy." "k," I replied half-heartedly, acknowledging her order but not giving her anything else. A scary thought occurred to me at that moment. If I managed to hook up with Brad later, then I will have had sex with three different people in the same fucking day. Jesus, I had never even masterbated three times in one day when I had been a man. What was wrong with me? I was a total slut by anyone's definition. Maybe I should wait and go over to the house after midnight, I thought while chuckling darkly to myself. That would, at least, keep me from officially setting a new record in Josie's body. I just needed to make it two more days then I could start putting my old life back together, if I could. But, deep down I knew that I would never be the same man again. How could I with everything I had experienced? I wallowed in self-pity for a couple more hours before getting back on my laptop to play my favorite online RPG game for the first time that week. It was exactly what I needed. I felt grounded with familiar settings from my old life and even was able to chat with old friends, admittedly as a female High Elf named Goswene, but that was how my online friends knew me, so all was normal. The hours flew by and before I knew it, it was time to head to the house to see Brad. I seriously considered skipping it and just lying to Josie but I couldn't shake the feeling that she'd know. Hell, I was half expecting her to send another angry text about how I had let Kevin do anal with her body. For all I knew she could be using some sort of dark magic to spy on me. I sighed, then logged out of my game. I checked myself out in the mirror and shrugged. I was dressed as plainly as I had ever seen Josie, yet she still looked beautiful. I wasn't going to put much effort into this hook up. Either Brad would be up for a quickie or he wouldn't. The sooner I could get in and out of there the better. Tomorrow was going to be a long day with the formal, so I didn't see a need to get all dressed up tonight. Plain shorts and a t-shirt would have to do, I thought as I grabbed my keys and headed to the house. Normally, Friday nights at the house would be very busy with casual end- of-the-week partying. But, with the formal the next day, I was pretty sure the house would be all but abandoned at this prime hour. Most brothers would be out at other parties just for a change of scenery. Hell, there was a good chance that Brad might not even be there. Oh well, nothing I could do if that were the case, right? I pulled up to the house right at 11 o'clock then cursed when I realized that the only car I did see was Brad's. That didn't necessarily mean he was there. Brad was definitely the type of guy who liked to mooch rides off other people, but I needed to check it out. I quietly opened the front door of the house that was never locked and snuck my way up the creaky stairs. There were lights on, but I didn't see or hear anyone, so I just made my way directly to Brad's room. I slowly opened his door, allowing the light from the hallway to spill into the pitch black room. The blinds had been pulled down, so even the dim light from the street was completely absent. I saw Brad laying on his side facing the wall, snoring loudly. I quietly stepped into the room and closed the door, plunging myself into total darkness. A strong odor of whiskey and vomit assaulted my nose and I realized that Brad wasn't asleep, he was passed out. This could be to my advantage, I thought wickedly. Maybe I could get the job done without Brad even waking up then I could sneak back out and get some sleep. And, if Brad was too drunk to get it up, all the better. I could honestly tell Josie I tried. Even her smoking hot body couldn't cure a fatal case of Whiskey Dick. Totally blind, I cautiously moved forward, my hands outstretched, feeling for the bed. Once I made contact, I found Brad's drunken body. He was still completely dressed and laying on top of the covers. I shoved him over onto his back, then felt around until I found his belt and zipper. Using only touch in the dark room, I managed to get his pants about halfway down his thighs. I quickly slid off my own shorts and panties, but left them hanging around one ankle so I wouldn't lose them in the pitch black room. I really wanted to do this without waking Brad up too much so I was going to keep it as dark and quiet as possible. I patted around his lap until I found his dick. I was a little confused until I realized that this was the first time I was seeing, or I guess I should say feeling, Brad completely limp. It felt so much smaller, but I knew how cocks worked, so I wasn't sure why I was surprised it felt different. I had my work cut out for me if I was going to get the job done. I started yanking on Brad's flaccid cock, but nothing seemed to happen. At one point, Brad actually started snoring again, completely oblivious to the handjob that I was attempting to give him. I was going to have to up my game. I leaned over and put the soft head into my mouth, attempting to give Brad a blowjob. It felt completely different and gross. The soft spongy head was accompanied by all the loose flesh from his deflated shaft. It reminded me of filling my mouth with well cooked ravioli. On top of that gross feeling, I was pretty sure I was tasting urine on the end of his dick. The realization forced me to sit up and suppress a gag just as Brad farted. I can't fucking do this, I thought. This is too disgusting, I kept saying, but my hand continued to try to jerk him off, trying to at least make him hard. Just as I was about to give up, I felt a twitch in Brad's cock and a low moan escape his lips. Ever so slowly I felt his shaft begin to inflate. It certainly wasn't his normal massive rock hard self, but it got to about half mast before I decided that it would be good enough. I straddled Brad's waist then guided his still mushy cock to my entrance. For the first time, even Josie's body hadn't gotten turned on and my pussy was completely dry. I quickly spit on my hand and used it to lubricate myself before smooshing Brad's noodly dick into me. It felt very odd, but I managed to work the semi-hard flesh deeper into me. Brad let out a soft grunt as I slowly started moving my hips up and down, cautious not to let him slip out of me. Before too long I had a nice rhythm going and Josie's body finally got into it, providing all the natural lubrication I could want. As I picked up the pace of my bouncing, I could actually feel Brad's cock grow inside of me. It certainly wasn't up to his normal size, but it was definitely harder than it had been and soon the drunken man was muttering incoherently as my pussy eagerly milked his cock. Brad's drunken moans became louder and soon I felt his dick begin to spasm inside of me. It wasn't his largest load, but I would take it under the circumstances. I debated whether I should continue and try to get off myself, but I decided to not press my luck, besides, bouncing on his lap wasn't very comfortable after what I had endured earlier. I had gotten what I had come for and could even feel my prize oozing around my vaginal canal. I dismounted Brad then redressed him and myself. I made sure to roll him back onto his side, just in case he threw up again. I might not be a huge fan of Brad, but I didn't want him to choke on his own vomit. I then blindly started walking in the direction I thought the door was located. I walked slowly and kept my arms out. Finally I touched the wall and was able to use that as a guide to find the door. I quietly snuck out of the dark room, feeling like a cat burglar escaping from a heist. I creeped down the stairs and froze when I heard voices. "Shut up, someone might hear us," a male voice commanded. "No one's here, just keep fucking me before anyone else gets back, please," responded a desperate sounding female voice. I really should have just left, but my curiosity got the better of me. My job was already done, so I actually didn't have too much to lose. As quietly as I could, a tiptoed around the corner and peeked into the kitchen where the voices had been coming from. My hand shot up to cover my mouth to keep my gasp from being heard. Bent over the kitchen counter, her ass totally exposed, was Dana. However, it wasn't the sight of the snooty sorority girl in a slutty position that shocked me, it was who was behind her. Brad was holding Dana firmly by her hips as he slowly worked his massive cock in and out of her squirming pussy. Seeing Brad fucking another woman didn't bother me. Hell, it didn't even surprise me, but if he was down here fucking Dana, then who the hell had I just fucked up in his bed? Panic started to set in. I had to find out how badly I had fucked up. I backtracked, not as worried about making noise since Brad had Dana moaning like crazy. How those two ever thought they could keep this a secret while fucking right in the middle of the kitchen was a total mystery. Brad was breaking one of the cardinal rules of the fraternity. He was fucking with another brother's actual pinned girlfriend. The consequences if anyone found out would be severe. At that moment, however, I couldn't care less about the porno happening in the kitchen. I climbed back up the stairs and cracked open the door to Brad's room. I flipped on the light, but the snoring body didn't seem to notice. I cautiously approached the bed then looked over to examine the face in the light. Holy fuck, it was George! Somehow he must have gotten totally shitfaced at the pledge meeting and they ended up stashing him up here to keep him out of sight. It was never a good look to have a pledge that drunk after an event. It was a hazing lawsuit just waiting to happen. I turned off the lights and closed the door before sneaking out of the house. I shook my head as I could clearly hear Dana's screams from the street. That little affair certainly wouldn't stay secret for long, but it was the least of my worries. I had accidentally fucked my pledge brother and now Josie had a third possible father for her potential child. No wonder his dick had felt so different. The only good thing was that no one knew what happened. I'd just tell Josie that when I got to the house, I found Brad fucking John's girlfriend, Dana. Maybe that would shake her out of the Brad fantasy of hers, but I knew it was far more likely that she'd find a way to blame me for the situation. At the very least, the social dynamics at the formal were going to be far more interesting. Chloe's boyfriend had cheated on her with me, and Dana had cheated on John with Brad. Just about everyone that was going to be in the limo had fucked each other. Jesus, Delta Theta fraternity was as bad as a cheesy porno. As soon as I got back to the apartment, I called Josie. I didn't want to send this information in a message. "What?" my old voice answered testily. "I've got some bad news about Brad," I started, not wanting to drag this out too much. "What did you fucking do?" Josie asked, anger now clearly evident in her voice. "Nothing, that's the point. When I got to the house, I saw Brad fucking Dana in the kitchen. They didn't see me, so I snuck back out and came home." "Fucking liar!" she shouted into the phone. "Why would I lie about that?" I asked indignantly. "Oh, I don't know, maybe so you can convince me to stop making you fuck Brad," she replied sourly. "I'm telling you what I saw. Look, I'm sorry, but I did warn you about Brad. He's not the faithful type of guy," I said. "You're serious, aren't you?" she asked. "As a heart attack," I confirmed. "Fucking Dana? That flat chested stuck up bitch?" "The very same. He had her bent over the kitchen counter. This will really cause Brad problems with the fraternity if anyone finds out," I said. Josie didn't respond. The silence stretched on for almost a minute before I couldn't take it anymore. "Josie? Are you alright?" I asked. "I'm fine," she said in a manner that made me certain she was anything but. "What do you want me to do?" I asked hesitantly. "I'm thinking," she barked. I cringed and waited in silence for several minutes before she finally started talking again. "Just go to the formal with Brad like we planned. Keep doing what I need you to do. I'll take care of Dana," she said ominously. "Josie, what are you going to do? Don't you realize that even if Dana wasn't around it would just be some other girl that Brad would be fucking. Hell, he probably is already fucking other girls. You can't trust him to stay faithful to just you," I said, trying in vain to reason with her. "You just worry about getting Brad to knock me up. That's your only concern." "Not if you're going to do something in my body that will get me into trouble!" I shouted. "God, do you actually think I'm going to kill her or something? That whore isn't worth it. Don't worry, your pathetic male body won't end up getting raped in prison, although you might actually like that now," she said cruelly. "Fuck you, Josie," I replied eventhough I knew she was just lashing out at me because she was upset about Brad. "We've already lost a whole day because of that little hypocrite. You've only got two more days. Just do your job!" she ordered before the call disconnected. Josie was totally crazy and despite what she said, I was worried about Dana's safety and any consequences for me once we switched back. I tried to put it out of my mind as I went to bed but I just kept rolling over possible scenarios in my head and couldn't get to sleep. I tossed and turned in Josie's soft bed for hours before I finally drifted off from pure exhaustion. I woke up from the fitful night of sleep almost as tired as I had been when I had gone to bed the night before. Even after I finally fell asleep, I was tormented all night by crazy bizarre dreams. In one of the most vivid, I had been on my knees giving head to every brother in the fraternity in my male body. It was extremely disturbing, even more so because I had woken up super horny. I had to get out of Josie's body before I turned gay for real. I checked the time and winced as I realized that I had slept until noon. Madison was supposed to come over around 3 o'clock to start getting ready for the formal, so I didn't have too much time to myself before she arrived. I really wanted to go for a run, but I didn't want to go by myself. The two assholes that had stalked me the other day would surely be out of jail by now and I didn't want to risk running into them again alone. I got out of bed and looked around until I found what I was looking for in a bowl by the front door. I had been certain that Josie would have a membership to a private gym and I was not disappointed. I picked up her membership card and noted that it was for one of the nicest gyms in town. Most students just used the campus facilities, but, with a body like Josie's, I was certain that she would be hit on mercilessly from the moment she walked in there so a private gym was really her only option. I had to work off some stress and if running on the streets wasn't an option, then a treadmill in a gym would have to do. I picked the sexy exercise outfit I had worn the other day with Madison out of the laundry basket and gave it the sniff test. It smelled fine, in fact, it was saturated with Josie's pheromones and, despite actually being in her body, her smell still turned me on. I got changed, pulled my blond hair back into a tight ponytail, and filled a water bottle before driving to the gym. I swiped Josie's membership card through the reader and was immediately greeted by a smiling man behind the desk. "Welcome back, Josie. It's great to see you again," he said in a sickeningly sweet voice. It's always difficult when someone recognizes you but you don't remember them. It's even worse when you know for a fact that you've never met that person, but they know you anyway. Fortunately, this guy was wearing a name tag. "Hi Ron, thank you," I said casually back to the fit guy and you would have thought that I had just given him a million dollars. His face lit up with a huge beaming grin and I realized that I had just fucked up. Knowing Josie, she almost certainly just ignored any employee of the gym unless she directly needed something from them. For all I knew, this Ron guy had hit on Josie everytime she had come in and I had just encouraged him. As I passed by him, I could actually feel his eyes on my ass, with him drooling, no doubt. Dream on asshole, I thought, channeling Josie. I quickly found an available treadmill, but I wasn't familiar with the controls. Evidently, I took just a few seconds too long examining the buttons on the machine, because I seemed to announce to the entire male population that I needed help. Within seconds two different men had approached me, but the slower one seemed to backoff in some unspoken agreement. "Need help with that? Yeah, those machines can get a little confusing," said the guy that looked like he worked out five times a day. He was totally ripped. He had it all, six-pack abs, cum gutters, a broad hairless chest and even a handsome face. He was definitely the type that most women would swoon over. I hated him instantly. When I looked at him, of course his eyes were locked on my massive tits. I was actually starting to get used to never seeing men's eyes. "I think I can figure it out. Thanks anyways," I said coldly before stepping onto the treadmill and turning it on for a slow warmup walk. "Obviously," he said, raising his voice above the noise of the machine. "I'm Jacob, by the way. Mind if I take the treadmill beside you?" I rolled my eyes. This wasn't what I came here for and I lost my patience. "Jacob is it? Just fuck off, ok? I'm not going to have sex with you, so just fucking pretend I'm not here," I said, suprising myself with how bitchy I sounded. Damn, Josie would be proud. Jacob looked totally shocked. I was quite certain he was not used to being shot down so brutally, even by women as attractive as Josie. "Well, umm... Ok. If you change your mind..." "I won't," I interrupted brusquely. As Jacob slunk away, I heard a soft laugh beside me. I looked and saw a very skinny redheaded woman jogging on the next treadmill down. "Damn, I think you broke him. I doubt anyone has rejected him that hard," she said, giggling. "Well, maybe they should. I didn't come here to get hit on," I said nastily. The woman snorted. "Well, you're showing off quite a bit for a woman that doesn't want any attention. You can hardly blame them for getting the wrong idea." "The fuck I can't," I disagreed angrily. "Just because I'm not some flat-chested anorexic doesn't mean I want every swinging dick coming on to me." The woman shot me a nasty look then abruptly stopped her treadmill and left. I just shook my head then increased my speed until I was running fast enough that my large breasts were bouncing almost painfully. I was pissed. What gave that bitch the right to judge me? The longer I ran, the more my emotions calmed and I started to think a little clearer. I really was dressed sexy as hell. What I was wearing was certainly showing off Josie's body far more than was practically necessary to exercise. I was making a statement. I had known that when I had decided to wear the outfit yesterday with Madison. Why was I so surprised when someone noticed. Isn't that what I wanted? God, I really was becoming just like Josie. When I was a man, I wouldn't have had the courage to approach someone like me, but I sure as hell would have been enjoying the show. I started to feel bad how I had treated both Jacob and the other woman, well scratch that. That red-headed chick could fuck off. She didn't need to be all judgmental. She was probably just jealous that the men weren't hitting on her. But, Jacob hadn't really done anything to deserve my extreme reaction. This wasn't me. My behavior actually reminded me of how I had treated Madison when we first interacted at the Strobe and I needed to apologize just like I had done with her. I ran for another twenty minutes then got off the machine. My boobs were already sore from their extreme motion during the workout and I sighed as I realized that I had overdone it. Now I was sore in two different parts of my body. I toweled off the sweat pouring down my face and neck then went looking for Jacob. I found him curling dumbbells in front of a large mirror. He noticed me approaching and looked like he was about to leave, probably worried that I'd bitch him out some more. "Jacob, hey, I wanted to apologize. I was having a bad day and I took it out on you. What I said was totally uncalled for. I'm sorry. My name is Josie," I said, extending my hand. Jacob eyed my hand for a split second, probably debating whether this was some sort of trap, but eventually put down his dumbbell and shook my hand, a genuine smile forming on his face. "Nice to meet you Josie. And umm... don't worry about it. I guess I might have come on a little strong, but, damn, that was pretty brutal. How about you make it up to me with dinner tonight?" he asked, with hope in his eyes. I shook my head ruefully but couldn't hide my smile. "You don't give up easily, do you?" "Nothing worth the effort is easy," he said. This guy was good. I couldn't believe that his pickup lines were actually working on me. "I can't tonight. I already have plans, but I guess I do owe you for being a complete bitch. Let me see your phone," I said. He quickly grabbed his phone out of his gym bag and gleefully handed it over. I pulled up his contacts and created a new one for Josie before handing it back. "No promises, but maybe Sunday night, if I ever hear from you, that is." Jacob smiled broadly, "Oh, you'll hear from me, count on it." "We'll see," I said coyly as I turned and walked away, a little extra wiggle in my stride. As I drove back to the apartment I marveled at the fact that I had just successfully been picked up by a complete stranger. I had no idea what I was thinking of giving Jacob Josie's contact information, especially since I would most likely be back in my old body before anything ever came of it. Wouldn't Josie be surprised when Jacob contacted her. Hell, maybe it would help her expand beyond her obsession with Brad. Jacob was awfully good looking after all. Even Josie wouldn't be able to deny that. I was just getting out of the shower when I heard the knock at the front door. I wrapped my curvy body in a fluffy towel that just barely covered all my naughty bits, then rushed to answer the door, my wet hair still dripping all over the floor and my freshly shaved legs glistening with moisture. "Hey Gorgeous!" Madison said excitedly as I opened the door. She carried a large garment bag over one shoulder and a pink overnight bag in the other hand. "I guess I missed the shower," she said, putting on her best pouty face. "I'm so excited for tonight! We're going to have so much fun!" she proclaimed as she moved into the apartment and set her dress bag carefully over the couch. "Yeah we are," I agreed. "Umm... I don't do a lot of fancy events. What should we do first?" I asked, trying hard to cover up my total ignorance. "Well duh, our hair of course. How are you planning on wearing yours?" she asked. "I um... hadn't really thought about it. I guess just normal," I said, knowing that I sounded completely clueless. Madison frowned. "For a formal? You should do a nice updo. It would look so elegant, especially with your beautiful hair," she said, running her fingers through my wet blond locks appraisingly. "Will you help me with that?" I asked, having no idea what an "updo" was. Madison practically squealed with joy. "Of course I will! I'd love to do your hair, but before that, can I see your dress?" "Hell yeah," I said, leading her back to Josie's closet. Although I had tried on all the sexy lingerie, I actually had not yet looked at the dress myself, but knew where it was. Just like on bar night, Josie had left me extremely detailed instructions on what to wear and how to wear it. "I pulled down the long black sequin evening dress and held it up in front of my toweled body for Madison to admire. It was strapless and the bustline would certainly present ample views of my large breasts combined with the supporting bustier. A long slit up the right side would provide a little more mobility in the form fitting gown while also supplying a tantalizing glimpse of the lacey tops of my stockings. Josie had put a lot of thought into the dress and it was clear that the garment was specifically designed to accentuate every sexy curve of her voluptuous body. "Oh my God, it's gorgeous!" Madison exclaimed. "You are going to look so hot in that. Holy shit, Brad won't be able to keep his hands off you." "Thank you," I said, blushing slightly. "What about your dress? I want to see it too," I said, hanging my gown back in the closet. "Oh it's nothing like yours. I'm just glad I had an evening dress to wear at all," she said as we walked back to the living room and she unzipped her garment bag. Madison pulled out the long emerald green dress and held it in front of herself, just like I had done. Hers was an off-the-shoulder gown that cut right across the bustline. I could tell that it would hug her hips tightly but then flared into a mermaid style at the bottom. I knew she would look fantastic in it and couldn't wait to see the dress on her sexy body. "I can not believe that was a bridesmaid dress," I said, feeling that was what she really wanted to hear. "It's so beautiful, and perfect for you," I said as girly as I could. "What bathing suit are you bringing?" Madison asked as she walked back to Josie's closet and hung her dress beside mine. "Bathing suit?" I asked, confused. "Oh God, didn't you know? That's just like Brad to not mention it. All the suites on the top floor of the hotel have hot tubs. Shit, if it was just going to be us three alone, I wouldn't worry about a suit at all," she said, winking seductively. "But from what I hear, the after party on the top floor is the best part of the Delta Theta formals." "I guess I'll need to pack one then," I said, starting to pull open Josie's drawers before I realized how weird it would look to Madison that I had to search for them. "Go really skimpy," she said excitedly. "The bikini I'm bringing is so small that I had to do a little extra gardening down there, if you know what I mean." I laughed then sighed in relief when I found Josie's stash of bikinis. "How about this one?" I said, holding up a tiny blue top and bottom. I was certain that the small patches of fabric would have a very hard time containing Josie's huge boobs but I guess that was kind of the whole point for that bikini. "Perfect!" Madison said. "That'll really put all those other stuck up bitches to shame." We packed our overnight bags then really started getting ready. Madison did a wonderful job on my hair with it pulled up into a soft bun on the back with flirty strands of hair dangling by my temples and in the back. The look exposed Josie's long slender neck, perfect for a formal gathering. Next, we did our makeup, which was a bit of a challenge for me because, apparently, formal evening makeup was much more intricate than I was used to. But, Madison came to the rescue once again and before long, we both looked flawless. Finally, we got dressed and I got to enjoy watching Madison don her own sexy lingerie while I did the same. Once we had our gowns all situated properly on our bodies, a harder task than I had imagined, I slipped on my glossy six inch pumps and took a few circles around the apartment to get used to moving in the whole outfit. As a final touch, I put the faux diamond pendant around my neck along with the matching dangling earrings that Josie had instructed me to wear. I had to admit that the whole "getting ready" thing with another girl had actually been fun. I was so glad that I had arranged to have Madison accompany us. I wasn't sure what I would have done without her. Right as we were finishing up, we heard the knock on the door and let out excited little squeals as we checked each other over one last time. We were ready. I won't lie, Brad looked very hot in his perfectly tailored white tuxedo. God, he even smelled good, something that I really tried to attribute to my new female sense of smell and not that I personally found his musky cologne attractive. "Holy shit, you ladies look stunning," Brad said as he offered each of us one of his arms. "Ah, thank you," Madison and I both said simultaneously before folding our arms into his and allowing him to escort us to the limo. The limo turned out to be a stretched Hummer capable of transporting ten people comfortably. Getting up into the high vehicle turned out to be harder than I had anticipated and I was forced to hike up my tight dress a little to manage the maneuver in my high heels. Once we were inside, it felt like the temperature dropped as the cold stares of Dana and Chloe hit us like a frosty wind. Of course, Brad was totally oblivious. "Well, don't you two look cute," Chloe said condescendingly. "I guess it takes two of you to equal a normal date?" Dana jabbed, eliciting a snicker from Chloe. "Be nice you two," Kevin said, chastising the two sorority girls, while not directly meeting my gaze. "We're all here to have a good time, after all." "Some of us more than others, apparently," Chloe quipped. I remembered Josie's advice for dealing with Chloe and Dana but unfortunately, I didn't consider myself the wittiest person on the planet. So, I just did what felt natural and flipped Chloe the bird. Chloe scowled. "How classy," she said sarcastically. "The hotel is on the other side of town, so we've got about twenty minutes. Who wants a drink?" Kevin asked as he opened a compartment to reveal a small minibar with several crystal decanters of brown liquor. "Be careful giving any to Josie. I hear her boobs pop out when she's been drinking," Dana sniped, referring to the incident at the Strobe. "Better make that a double then," John joked, followed quickly by a loud "Ouch" when Dana angrily elbowed his ribs. "Well at least I've got something to pop out. I love that dress, by the way. I'm surprised they sell it in boy's sizes," I snapped back, pointing out Dana's tiny "A" cup breasts. "I'd rather have what I got than those humongous udders hanging off your chest," Dana retorted bitterly. "Ladies, please!" Brad said, finally stepping in. "As hot as all this cat fighting is, us guys just want to drink and have some fun," he stated as he took glasses of whiskey from Kevin and passed them out to Madison and me. For the rest of the ride the guys jabbered happily amongst themselves while us four women glared silently at each other. Once again, I was very glad that I had invited Madison. Even Though she remained mostly quiet, her mere presence was enough to give me the confidence to stand up to the two bitches sitting across from us. We finally pulled up to the ornate front entrance of the Merriman Grand Hotel. The driver informed us that he would see to it that our bags were delivered to our rooms. Kevin and John quickly jumped out of the limo then offered their hands to their dates to help them down. Madison and I left the vehicle last, the other two couples having quickly moved on ahead in order to not be associated with Brad and his scandalous two dates. We once again took Brad's offered arms and marched proudly into the fancy hotel then directly to the main ballroom. While I had never attended prom at my high school, I was quite certain that it would have never compared to the marvelous spectacle I discovered in the main ballroom. The enormous group wealth of the Delta Theta fraternity was on full display. The decorations and lighting alone must have cost thousands of dollars. A live band was already playing along with a full open bar and a spread of food that would have made even Henry the 8th blush. I recognized most of the men in the massive room, but there were also a large contingent of older Delta Theta alumni that I had never met. As expected, the other women were all girlfriends and wives, with the exception of Sherry who was standing alone in front of the band. There was also a large group of brothers and pledges hanging around the bar that had come without dates. Among them, I saw my old body. Josie seemed to be having a good time with the other guys. The formal was one of the only times that pledges could just relax and not act as indentured servants. They definitely were not considered equals, but the brothers all took it easy on them for at least this one night. I was more curious why Josie had left Sherry all by herself. "I'll go get us some drinks," Brad said as he disengaged from us and quickly headed over to the bar. "God, look at this place. It's gorgeous," Madison said, awestruck, just like me. I agreed, but my eyes were glued to Brad. He approached the large knot of brothers who loudly greeted him as if he were Norm walking into Cheers. I couldn't hear what they were saying, but Brad talked very animatedly before jerking his thumb over his shoulder at Madison and me. The rest of the group all followed his pointing and gawked at us. The whole crowd then erupted in cheers, high fives, and pats on the back for Brad. I could only imagine what he had been saying. I guess I had told him he would be a legend if he brought us both. I shouldn't be surprised when he wanted to cash in on that promise right away. And, to be fair, we were both planning on having sex with him later, so there really wasn't too much he could have said that wasn't true. "I think he's going to be awhile. We're going to have to get our own drinks," I said as I took Madison's hand and strutted to the bar like I was on a fashion catwalk. I'd never really been a wine drinker, but for some reason, dressed the way I was, beer or liquor didn't feel quite right. So, I ordered two glasses of white zinfandel then handed one to Madison who gratefully accepted it. The pink wine wasn't bad at all, in fact, I found myself really enjoying it as Madison and I made our way around the massive room, exploring. "Hi guys," Sherry said as she sidled up to us, obviously glad to be talking to anyone, but also nervous to be addressing us directly. Sherry was only a Sophomore, and was relatively new to hanging around the Delta Theta house. I wasn't even sure if the brothers considered her a House Chicken yet, but if they didn't then they certainly would soon. She was a short brunette with a decent body, nothing like Josie or Madison, of course, but definitely attractive. The fact that Josie had decided to hook up with her while in my body kind of baffled me, but I wasn't complaining. I was actually looking forward to getting to know her once we switched back. "Who are you here with?" I asked imperiously. Even though I already knew the answer, there was no reason that Josie would know, so I played my part accordingly. "Jason Preston," Sherry answered a little hesitantly. "The pledge?" Madison asked, surprised. "I wouldn't get too attached to him. I've heard he probably isn't going to make it in," she warned before taking a sip of her wine. "Oh, that's fine with me. I'm not really that into him. I just really wanted to get an invite to this and I thought he was my best chance. It just took a little special attention, you know." she said, giving us a knowing little wink. My heart broke a little hearing how she was just using me, or really Josie at that point. I guess it was better that I found out now before I actually got involved with her. But, that didn't mean that I couldn't help feeling offended by her actions. "It's not quite what I expected. All the other women here have been total bitches to me. Even Jason has barely hung out with me," Sherry complained. "Maybe he's already figured out how you really feel about him," I said coldly. "No way, he's totally clueless. He thinks I'm madly in love with him. Besides, it's not like I won't fuck him later anyway. That's all he really wants," Sherry responded. Madison just shrugged nonchalantly as if this was totally normal operating procedure for House Chickens. At first, I was angry, but as I thought about it, I realized that Sherry was actually right. Josie really was only worried about getting a little physical pleasure and maybe getting me a better reputation with the brotherhood. Of course, I knew that last reason was a very very distant second and probably totally unintentional, but I'd take what I could get. I gasped as I felt someone grab my ass, but before I could even say anything, Brad interjected himself between Madison and me, each of his large hands cupping our firm bottoms. "God Damn! You girls look so fine!" he shouted, his breath already reeking of whiskey. "Hi Brad," Sherry said shyly. "Umm... hey, what's your name again?" he asked, dumbly. "I'm Sherry," she answered, obviously disappointed that Brad didn't know her name and I couldn't help the cruel smirk that formed on my beautiful face at her dismay. "Oh yeah yeah. Sure," Brad said, moving his hands up from our asses to drape over our shoulders possessively. "I thought you were getting us drinks," I said to Brad. Brad actually managed to look a little bashful. "Yeah, sorry about that. I got a little distracted. But, I see you guys already took care of it," he said, motioning to our wine glasses. "So, umm.. Sherry, will you excuse us for a minute," Brad said, not really asking. "Oh sure. I'll catch up with you guys later," Sherry said as she moved away to find my old body. Once she was out of earshot, Brad looked around conspiratorially then lowered his voice. "You guys see that dude standing over there at the bar?" he said, motioning his head toward a tall brown haired man in his late twenties that I didn't recognize. "Well, he's from Delta Theta Nationals. He's the Chapter Consultant, Jim Harper." Delta Theta, like many fraternities, had a national component that oversaw the general administration of the whole organization, kind of like a corporate head office. They handled creating new chapters at different colleges while also monitoring and supporting the existing chapters. Working for Nationals was an actual paid position that brothers who graduated could obtain. Typically, these employees were new alumni who were not quite ready to move on into the real working world. One of the most prized positions within Nationals was the Chapter Consultant. These guys got to roam all over the country and visit the different Delta Theta chapters to act as the National's representative. On paper, they were supposed to provide advice and support while also reporting back to Nationals on whether the Chapter was meeting all the reputational requirements for the Delta Theta fraternity. In reality, the position was just one crazy party after the other. All the Chapters wanted to impress the Consultant so they were typically spoiled beyond belief and always shown a very good time. No doubt that was why the Delta Theta Chapter Consultant had scheduled his local visit to coincide with the spring formal. "What about him?" I asked. "We really need to make sure he's happy and it turns out he's totally got a thing for blonds," Brad started. "And?" I asked suspiciously, not liking where this was going. "We were just wondering if maybe you would take a quick drive with him in his Ferrari. You know, just give him a quick tour around campus and show him a good time, if you get my drift. The fraternity would compensate you, of course," Brad explained with a wink. "What? Are you kidding me? I'm not a fucking prostitute Brad!" I said angrily. "Whoa!" Brad said defensively. "No one said that Josie. Don't think of it that way. It would just be the fraternity showing our gratitude for you doing us a favor. How about a thousand dollars cash for just a quick ride in his super sweet car?" "A thousand dollars?!" I asked, surprised at the extreme amount. "Just to give this guy head in his car? That's it?" "Yeah, that's it. You're still my date tonight. I promise after that's done we'll still have a great time, after you wash your mouth out, of course," Brad said, mumbling the last part below his breath. I looked over to Madison who just shrugged. "Christ Josie, for a thousand dollars, if you're not going to do it then I will, even if I have to go dye my hair blond." she said seriously. "Let me think about it for a minute," I said, trying to stall. "I'm going to go grab some food before I do anything else." I left the two of them and went over to the massive buffet. I hadn't really eaten yet, so I was hungry but I knew the tight bustier that I was wearing would only allow me to eat a minimal amount of food. As I gathered a small portion onto a tiny plate, my mind raced with the lewd decision I had to make. A thousand dollars would triple the amount of money that I had in the bank. I could really really use the money, but was this a line I wanted to cross? Hell, would Josie even let me do it? It's not like she wouldn't hear about it pretty damn quick with her being in the same room. As if my thought had summoned her, I suddenly noticed my old body picking out food beside me at the buffet. "What's wrong? You look like you got pissed at Brad back there," she whispered inconspicuously. I quickly explained Brad's request, then prepared myself for her outburst, but it never came. "Fuck! A thousand dollars? And you think you'll still get to hook up with Brad later?" she asked. "That's the impression I got," I responded. "Hmmm, Ok you can do it if I get five hundred of that," she replied. "What? No fucking way. I'm the one who's going to have to do all the work!" I protested. "But the only reason you are getting the chance is because of MY body," she insisted. "250, that's my last offer. Otherwise, I just tell him no and Madison will do it," I said firmly. Josie seemed to think about it for a few minutes, then nodded. "Fine, but don't go messing up your hair or makeup. And remember what you're really here to do," she said before moving off back into the crowd. God, I can't believe how casually I was taking this offer. I was willingly about to accept money to blow a total stranger in his car, admittedly a lot of money and a really fucking nice car, but still. At that point, it wasn't like I hadn't done worse things for less. My deal with Kevin came shoving its way to the front of my memory with that thought. With Josie on board, I realized that I had already made the decision to do it and all this mental hand wringing wasn't helping. I quickly ate the small amount of food on my plate, then downed the rest of my wine for some liquid courage. I looked over to Brad, who was watching me and nodded to him. He smiled and nodded back, acknowledging my decision. I took a deep breath, plastered a smile on my face, then walked toward the Chapter Consultant standing alone by the bar. I made sure to really pour on the sex appeal, rolling my wide hips sensuously with every step in my six inch heels. The tall man noticed me approaching pretty quickly and a predatory grin spread across his face. His dark brown eyes hungrily scanned up and down my curvy body before finally coming to rest with my baby blues. "Jim?" I asked, clasping my hands in front of me to force my boobs to compress together, enhancing my already impressive cleavage. "That's right, Jim Harper, but I'm afraid you have me at a disadvantage," he said, trying to sound suave. "I'm Josie Baker and the rumor is you have a Ferrari here. Is that true?" I said in as sultry a tone as I could muster. I really doubted that I needed to put much effort into seducing this guy. His eager expression told me that he'd have no problem just bending me over the bar right there, but for some reason, I felt like I had to put on the complete performance. "It's true. Would you be interested in a ride?" He asked, obviously already on board with this whole plan. "I'd love one," I said, biting my lower lip seductively to really drive the point home. Jim took my dainty hand and escorted me out of the ballroom, Brad and Madison both giving me subtle thumbs up as we passed. We walked out to the parking lot and approached a candy apple red convertible Ferrari, its top already down. "What do you think?" he asked as he opened the passenger door for me and extended his hand to help me in. "It's gorgeous," I said honestly as I took his hand then, with my knees locked together, leaned back into the plush leather seat and swung my long legs into the car. "Thank you," he said happily as he closed my door then rushed around to the driver's side. The heavy rumble of the powerful engine vibrated right through my seat and I swear I could feel Josie's body getting wet as the feeling stimulated me. Jim revved the engine a few times to show off, then pulled out of the lot, his tires squealing. As soon as we were on the road, he put his right arm over my shoulders and started pulling me down toward his lap. Obviously, there wasn't going to be any small talk. It was time to earn that money. I should have felt offended by his abrupt assumptions, but honestly, I just wanted to get the whole thing over with and get back to the formal. The less bullshit I had to deal with, the better. I was a little thrown off by the fact that the top was down and that I'd be totally exposed to any other driver while giving this guy head, but I shook it off and just submitted to the situation. He was wearing suspenders with his tux, so I didn't have to worry about undoing a belt. He moved his seat back as far as he could to allow me better access and before long, I had his fly open and was fishing my hand into his pants for his dick. A mental counter flipped over to four as the number of men's dicks I had handled increased yet again. I pulled Jim's cock out of his pants and examined it. Thankfully, it was circumcised, a preference that I was ashamed to now have. It was a decent size and looked painfully erect. I gave it a few tender strokes with my hand before lowering my glossy lips to the head, committing to the act. Remembering my lessons, I lubricated the head with my warm tongue before allowing the tip to push through my pouty lips and into my wet mouth. "Oh fuck yeah, baby. Shit, Brad wasn't kidding. You really suck a mean dick," Jim groaned. Jesus, How could Josie still want so desperately to be with Brad? As if the cheating with Dana wasn't bad enough, now he was literally whoring her out to other men. I kept telling myself that it wasn't my problem. I only had one more day of being Josie then I could forget all of this. "Gawk!" I choked loudly as a bump in the road forced Jim's cock too deep into my mouth, triggering my gag reflex. "Don't you dare puke on me or you're paying for the dry cleaning of this tux," he threatened. I removed my mouth from his dick and eyed him angrily. "Then drive slower!" I demanded. I had never given head in a car before and it was turning out to be harder than I had thought it would be. Even with his seat pulled back, there was precious little room between Jim's chest and the steering wheel. Plus, I had to watch that I didn't hit the gear shift with my tits, something that was very difficult not to do when one was leaning directly over it. But, somehow I endured and before long I had worked up a steady head bobbing rhythm that had Jim panting. HONK! HONK! The loud noise startled me and I looked up to see that Jim was intentionally driving right beside an 18 wheeler, giving the pleased driver a front row seat to my blowjob. I rolled my eyes and glared at Jim. "Really? It's not enough that I'm giving you head, you have to get a stranger's validation too?" Jim shrugged. "You're the one who wanted me to drive slower," he said, then reached his hand to the gearshift, brushing my hanging breasts as he did. He threw the car into another gear and stomped on the gas, causing the sports car to jet forward past the truck. The acceleration forced my head back into Jim's stomach and I grew angry as I realized that he'd just messed up my hair. Christ, here I was giving a total stranger a blowjob and I was more worried about my hair? What the fuck? I was really slipping away, I thought ironically as I returned my warm mouth to Jim's slick cock. I quickly got back into my rhythm and even began massaging Jim's balls to hopefully speed up the process. It seemed to work, because several seconds later, Jim's hips began to buck and without any verbal warning from him, his dick started shooting off into the back of my mouth. Not wanting to ruin my dress, I concentrated on containing all of Jim's load with my mouth and once his cock stopped twitching, I tilted my head back and swallowed all of the slimy substance. "Fuck yeah, swallow that shit. Nice blowjob. Could have used a little less attitude, but what the fuck, right? As long as it gets the job done," he said smugly. I sat up, trying very hard not to go full "bitch-mode" on this asshole. The whole point was to show this guy a good time and if he came back pissed off, the fraternity might not pay me. So, I once again swallowed something, only this time it was my pride. I looked around and realized that we were already pulling back into the hotel parking lot. Evidently, Jim had turned around at some point, probably when he realized he was getting close. I pulled down the visor and fixed my hair in the small mirror. Fortunately, my quick blowjob hadn't ruined my makeup. I needed a drink and not just to wash down the foul taste in my mouth. Jim pulled into the same parking space we had left a few minutes earlier. He got out and rushed around to help me out of the low sitting car. We walked back into the ballroom and went our separate ways without so much as a thank you. Madison rushed up to me, threw her arms around my neck and planted a deep kiss directly on my lips. I was a little surprised but quickly melted into her embrace, happy to be back with her. Then I noticed that she was pushing a small round object into my mouth on her long tongue. My eyes shot open as I realized that it was a pill of some sort. Madison didn't relent and I found myself forced to swallow the drug before ripping my mouth off of hers. "What was that?" She smiled wickedly. "Just a little something to really get this night going," she said over the loud music of the band. "Madison?! Come on, what was it?" I demanded. "Oh relax, it was just a little molly," she said, waving off my concern. Oh fuck, I thought. I had rolled once my freshmen year, and it turned out to be a very frustrating experience. I had been horny as hell, but didn't have any more luck with women than I normally did. However, I knew doing Ecstasy in Josie's sexy body was going to be an entirely different experience. This night had just become a whole lot more dangerous.