New Friends and a Roommate Ch. 02
Humming Bird
Timothy woke up the next morning and was extremely hungry and hung over. He did his morning duties before dressing and heading to the kitchen for brunch as it was 10:30am. He opened the fridge and decided to eat the cold left over pizza he bought a few days ago for lunch and wash it down with a glass of orange juice.
Once he was done he cleaned up and headed back to his bedroom to get his cell.
He saw the USB drive sitting on top of the computer where he left it last night and wondered what could be on it. Timothy knew it couldn't be his because he only purchased sets of black and this one was hot pink; this definitely wasn't his.
Timothy fired up his computer, plugged in the UBS device, and opened it. A screen shot of a Marine appeared on the screen firing rounds into the air.
"I've never seen this game before," he said to himself.
Next, wording appeared, "Strings of ammo shot from huge weapons."
"Interesting," he thought out loud.
Another text appeared, "Open wide and swallow."
"What?" he began to laugh in curiosity.
A third text followed, "They'll always be seconds."
"Do they mean lives or time?" he questioned out loud.
A forth, "Humiliation," it read.
"This can't be a single player game if you can get humiliated," he thought to himself.
"Defeat," was a fifth message that turned end over end first appearing from the top of the screen and disappearing at the bottom.
"Humiliation and defeat" What exactly does that mean?" he mumble to himself.
"Don't get discouraged!" a sixth message appeared.
"C'mon already," Timothy said out loud.
"Are you ready to play?"
"Yes, yes, I'm willing ready, and able, so let's get it on," he called out anxiously.
"We can't hear you!"
"Yes, yes, I want to fucking play," Timothy laughed.
The rules are as follows:
1)Do as you're told.
"WTF."
2)Do NOT tell anyone.
"Is this fucking porn?" he wondered.
3) Please watch until to the end. We will use social media to ruin your reputation
with friends, family, etc... If you aren't obedient.
Timothy sat quietly and began watching intensely as he watched the rest of the recording just for curiosity.
"What the fuck?" he exclaimed.
His heart started racing.
His eyes were tearing.
He thought about how his mom, dad, and sister would react to seeing this.
Once it was over he hung his head and broke down crying.
"Ding, ding, ding," a bell sounded as an animated Timothy and Britney duked it out in a boxing match.
"Ten second knock out goes to the winner Britney," the announcer announced as a referee held Britney's hand high into the air.
"Confession time, on your knees my child, and confess your desire to transform into a goddess," the Good Witch from the Wizard of Oz appeared as speaking to me.
"Wait for the next chapter my pretty, heh, heh, heh," the Wicked Witch flew buy on her broomstick.
His life flashed before him as he pondered what would happen next. He knew for sure that he 'must' obey or that recording would hit social media and his parents as well.
The emotional strain was too much for him so he laid on his bed before falling fast asleep.
His cell rang some time later to the sound of Lady Gaga's Poker Face.
"What the?" he turned toward his cell lying next to him as that wasn't his ring tone
Again, it rang to the Gaga's music.
"Hello," he answered without thinking.
"Be at Lisa's house in thirty minutes and bring the USB drive or the video goes social," the robotic voice sounded before disconnecting.
"Fucking assholes!" he angrily cursed his new acquaintances as he headed out the door.
He remembered his roommate warned him that his friends could play some cruel jokes but this was beyond even the cruelest joke; this was rape.
Lisa's house was three long blocks away and he remembered that he wanted to be part of the crowd, to be cool, and to drink along with his new friends. The problem; alcohol has never touched Timothy's lips Timothy also remembered hearing stories about people who drank, especially too much, the 'real them' would come out; like the kind person that turned into a real a-hole when he drank or vice-versa.
His mood shifted from anger, to calmness, to anger again as he stepped on Lisa's front porch and rang the doorbell.
*
"Hello Britney, come in," Lisa invited.
"Fuck you and your friends," I replied angrily.
"Well, we can make a scene right here on my porch... or, you can come inside and we can discuss it in private," she said as held up the door.
"Fine," I said stepping into the house.
"If you ever speak to me like that again your mommy will be the first to see that recording. Do you understand me?"
"Yes," that was the last person her wanted to see it.
"Yes what?"
"Yes," I searched for words.
"Yes 'mam, say it!" she raised her voice.
"Yes 'mam," I answered protecting myself as the video would destroys my family.
"Now, are you going to calm down and play nice or am I going to have to punish you?" she asked almost mocking me.
"I'll play nice," I lowered my head in humiliation and defeat.
"Now, for the evidence against you, watch this," she held up her phone showing Dan, Sam, and Lenny discussing Timothy's request that they fuck him and let him suck their dicks. Timothy had his doubts that he asked them for such a request but he couldn't prove it.
"No way, no way I said that."
"I asked you personally," she informed me, showing the two of us together as she asked of my request and me nodding my head yes.
"I was drunk, I didn't know what I was answering to," I explained.
"Drunk, then how do you explain how you easily ran the pool table twelve straight times?"
"I did?"
"You bragged about it all night."
Timothy had second thoughts, he was good, but was he that good?
"C'mon Timothy, people act differently when they drink. Example, a nice guy can become a complete asshole when he starts to drink. In your case, you became relaxed around us, and your female persona took over, and we only gave you what you begged for."
"I still don't believe you," I doubted her.
"Okay, we stopped what we were doing to please your fantasies, not ours."
"But," I started.
"Shut up! Furthermore, you begged us to feminize you and to use the recording against you if you backed out; so pick it.... social media or up the fucking steps," Lisa raised her voice.
"Listen, we all have copies on our home computers and cell phones per your request and to disperse them through social media if you didn't comply or if you attempt to sabotage our attempts to feminize you in any way as we saw fit," Brooke stated as she appeared from another room.
"Do you think the boys are gay in any way? We had to agree to have an after party orgy just to get them to comply with your requests so we paid a price too," Lisa added.
"We accepted the humiliation because we believed you were really hurting inside and because you're our friend's roommate," Brooke told him.
"The entire group has a social media site open on their cells including your mom's email so your only choice is to follow me upstairs or the video goes viral," Lisa explained.
"You're lying, they don't allow that content on their sites," I laughed confidently knowing the truth.
"We have a way to hack the systems, the content will show for twenty four hours before they figure out it's on there. Plus, with all the contacts, including emails, that you gave us to use against you it's in your best interest to play along with your own request or else," Brooke giggled.
"Now follow Brooke and myself upstairs and we'll send a mass text telling the others not to send out the recording," Lisa demanded quietly.
I understand that someone put that entire presentation together for me to watch; but I also understand that they were serious about releasing the video not only on social media but to all of my contacts that I store in my cell phone that I apparently gave them to use against me, especially my mother. Just the fact that I gave them my cell pin number is proof enough that they could possibly be telling me the truth.
The one thing I do know is that a drunk individual can damage a reputation by one action and one action alone.
Now, I find myself at a crossroads, was this a well thought out plan that was concocted by me or was it a collaborated set up by everyone last night?
Considering I really didn't have a choice I stepped toward the steps.
"I'll need the USB drive before we begin," Lisa said confidently as she held out her hand waiting for me to hand the drive over.
I reached into his pocket and handed the external drive over to Lisa.
"I thought so," Lisa smirked as she started up the steps.
I obediently followed Lisa up the steps with Brooke in tow.
"Britney, this is my bedroom."
I entered behind her and noticed the clothes laid out on the bed.
"Admiring your new clothes," Brooke giggled as she noticed my shift to the bed.
"The first part of the makeover requires that you remove 'all' of your clothes," Lisa smiled.
In less than a minute I was standing in front of them completely nude.
"Well, I could see why you would want to be a female," she smirked looking down at my penis.
"You're a virgin aren't you?" Brooke giggled.
"I was until yesterday, of course, depending on your point of view," I answered.
"Well, lucky for you, the boys were willing to fuck you because we weren't. Sorry, we're just into... how would you put it Brooke?
"Men!" she exclaimed.
"Yes, men, no offense, but you're just too girlish," Lisa and Brooke laughed.
"Okay, I agreed to this... whatever you call it, so can we 'please' move on?" I asked politely.
"We should honor his request since it is his fantasy," Brooke suggested.
"You're both absolutely right."
"I think a bath is definitely the next order of business, especially if you're going to be wearing Lisa's clothes," Brooke said.
"Brooke's right, I can't have you wearing my clothes with 'man' smell seeping from your pores so go take a shower in my bathroom; the towels are below the sink in the cabinet... and hurry up," Lisa ordered.
I was out in five minutes and completely dry; the towel was wrapped around my waist.
"Good, sit here and don't utter a word unless spoken to," she told me as she pointed at the vanity chair.
"You've got beautiful hair," Brooke stated as she ran her fingers through his long hair.
"Thank you," I replied.
"I'm going to cut it a little bit if you don't mind."
"Do I have a choice?"
"Not really."
"Just not to short okay."
The two girls just laughed.
Brooke spent about five minutes on my hair as a disgruntled look appeared on my face.
"What's wrong?" Brooke asked.
"You gave me a girl's hairstyle," I replied.
"I'm helping you look feminine, if it's a problem, wear it in a ponytail," Brooke stated.
"How's it going," Tiffany walked in.
I lowered his head.
"Hey Tiff," the girls acknowledged.
"Britney, no hello?"
"Sorry, they made it clear not to speak unless spoken to," I explained.
"Apology accepted," Tiffany giggled.
"Tiff, do you want to do her makeup?" Brooke asked.
"No problem," she said excitedly.
"Now," she said as she began to layout everything in front of me. She explained what everything was and what it was for.
"Brooke, maybe we should leave the two of them alone so Britney doesn't get distracted," Lisa suggested.
"A piece of that chocolate cake and a Mountain Dew sounds yummy," she replied.
"Gross, chocolate cake and Mountain Dew; all that sugar at once. How do you stay so slim?" Lisa questioned.
"Good metabolism I guess," she replied.
They giggled all the way down the steps leaving Tiffany to do my makeup.
"Okay Britney, give me your hand and I'll walk you through a makeup session," she said politely.
I offered my hand but gave slight resistance to letting her have full control.
"I'm sure the girl's explained the consequences of not fully cooperating with any one of us didn't they?" Tiffany asked.
"Is it true?"
"What?"
"That I asked to be, you know, um, feminized?"
"Think about it... if I say yes would you believe me?"
"I don't know."
"They did tell you about our little after party we had to give the boys after Todd and you left?"
"Yes."
"And you saw the video?"
"Yes."
"And I'm here doing your makeup?"
"Yes."
"Then what don't you understand?"
"Why did you do it, you know, the orgy?"
"Because you looked so pathetic begging to be feminized, but the real reason between you and me... it sounded like fun," she giggled which brought a small smile to my face.
"I guess it is possible," I admitted first to myself and then Tiffany.
"What?"
"That people act differently when they drink."
"You never knew about your feminine side?"
"To be perfectly honest, I never drank alcohol before, yesterday was my first time."
"Well, a good thing you were amongst friends and not out somewhere that could have gotten you hurt or worse, killed."
"I guess you're right."
Tiffany sighed, "Listen Britney, we're playing by your rules, the rules you established. Everyone bent over backwards, and forwards literally (she giggled), to give you your fantasy. You made us promise to release the video if you refused to cooperate and that's exactly what we're going to do, so, please give me your hand."
"Does Todd know?"
"No, you made us promise not to tell him."
"I feel like I'm being blackmailed."
"There's no blackmail involved."
"Can you say something to make me believe you?"
"No, but to be honest, you asked and I thought it would be fun to feminize you."
"Fine."
"Now Britney, give me your hand so I can control it," she said reaching for my hand a second time.
I relaxed, gave Tiffany my hand, and the tutorial began. She moved behind me, took my hand, and went through the motions as I applied my own makeup with her helping hand.
"Now, sit back, and enjoy your reflection!" Tiffany exclaimed minutes later.
"Wow, I don't recognize myself!" I exclaimed.
"Yes, I didn't do much but help you put on some makeup. Nature did the rest by giving you female features," she said as she pointed out that I had no protruding Adam's apple, full lips, and bone and nose structure that distinguish my female features.
"I never noticed that before."
"Well, the makeup obvious hides some imperfections."
"I definitely don't see any imperfections," I replied.
"Now, would you rather be chasing that gorgeous female that would never show you the time of day or would you rather be the gorgeous bitch everyone desires?"
"The desirable bitch!" I exclaimed.
"Now you're one of us," Tiffany lightly kissed his cheek.
"Thank you, I think," I smiled.
"How are we doing?" Lisa asked as Brooke followed her into the room.
"What do you think?" Tiffany asked.
"Oh fuck," Lisa giggled holding her hands over her mouth.
"Oh, my, gawd," Brooke gawked.
"You're fucking beautiful," Lisa stammered.
"Yea, what she said," Brooke couldn't believe the girl in the chair was Timothy.
I was still staring in the mirror in awe of myself... or rather Britney.
"Hey," Tiffany spoke, "the clothes."
"Sorry, come over here for a minute Britney," Lisa told me.
I got out of her chair and went to Lisa.
"Drop the towel and put these on, they're athletic underwear, they will help keep your penis tucked between your legs."
Once on Lisa adjusted Britney's, penis and testes, and admired the way everything was now hidden.
"Now the bra," she showed Britney how to put the bra on and install the falsies she
had laying around when she wanted to impress a date.
I was beginning to have second thoughts about being feminized as the bra and panties felt wonderful against my skin; they just felt amazing.
"Okay Britney, you might as well start learning about women's clothing. This is a one piece handkerchief hem dress; it has a mock neck and a printed hemline. It will show your feminine legs above the knee in front and slightly below them in the back. " Lisa explained as she helped Britney put on the dress.
"Let's put Timothy back," Brooke remarked.
"Why?" Tiffany asked.
"Because Britney is going to steal all the male attention," Brooke giggled which brought a smile to my face which the three girls seemed to have noticed.
"And some female attention," Tiffany said as they all laughed.
"Strapped heels would go perfect with this dress but we'll go with pull on brown suede booties because they have a wider heel," she said as she asked Britney to sit on the edge of the bed and put them on and then stand.
"Wow," I laughed as I wasn't used to having my heels raised above my toes; especially three inches above ground level.
"Jewelry," Lisa exclaimed as she went to the jewelry box and retrieved a gold women's watch, light colored wooden bracelets with gold ring inserts for her wrist, a gold anklet, and a gold necklace to complete the job.
"Earrings, she needs earrings," Tiffany called out excitedly.
"Lisa, do you still have your ear piercing kit?" Brooke asked.
I was impervious to what was happening around me as the girls moved about.
"Ow, ow," what the fuck!" I exclaimed.
"Be quiet," the three girls chimed in as Lisa prepped Britney's ears and inserted hoop earrings.
"Look in the mirror Britney," Tiffany told her turning her toward the large floor mirror.
"Oh... my... gawd," I was ecstatic at the sight of a beautiful women looking at me.
"Gorgeous!" Tiffany exclaimed.
"Yes... gorgeous," I muttered in awe of myself.
Brooke turned and grabbed the small perfume bottle from the vanity and shot a light mist. I took a long inhale of the fragrance and smiled.
"Is this what you were expecting Britney?" Brooke asked.
"No, I was expecting a boy in a dress but in reality... I'm... I'm a beautiful girl in a dress. I couldn't be happier! I naturally exclaimed without thinking.
"We're so proud of you! Tiffany exclaimed.
"The most important thing, since it is your fantasy, is that you're finally happy with yourself," Brooke stated.
"Yes, this is the best thing that's ever happened to me, no wonder I want to be a girl," I admitted with a girly giggle.
The three girls looked at one another and smiled as reality was working out better than they had planned. Timothy was so infatuated with his makeover he actually believed he asked for their help to feminize him. All they had to do was nudge
Britney in the direction they wanted her to go and she would do the rest.
"Britney, your voice, can you sound more like us, like a girl?" Brooke asked..
"Like this."
"Can you retain that voice?" Brooke asked.
"No problem, years of choir," Britney replied starring at herself again in the mirror.
"Now, you can date one of the guys as a girl; that's if they're willing," Lisa stated.
"No," I stated.
"Yes."
"Really?"
"It's your fantasy, not mine."
"Hello," Dan just entered the front door.
"Fuck, he's early," Lisa whispered.
Britney had a worried look on her face.
"Where's Rachelle, she was supposed to be here by now?" Lisa asked.
Tiffany grabbed her phone and called Rachelle, "Rachelle, where are you?"
"Sorry, the Smithy's called, their car broke down, I can't leave the kids by themselves. You'll have to call Mia to take my place," she apologized.
"Okay, it's not your fault," Tiffany told her then hung up.
"Well?" Lisa asked.
"Rachelle is babysitting the Smithy's and their car broke down, she's not coming, she suggested to call Mia but Mia went antique shopping with her mom and then they're going to her grandmother's to stay the night, I can't call her."
"It's Todd's birthday and he's looking forward to us taking him out tonight for pizza, a movie, and possibly drinks afterwards," Brooke stated.
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