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>>4888154

Well, there's nothing better to do. Go with her.

Continuing here, go ahead and respond!

>>4888154,3
Let her do as she pleases... For now.

After all, you WERE a guy just a while ago. You still like girls...

>>4888154,2
>>4888154,4


"S-sure," you reply, your voice unsteady. You know you're not thinking clearly. But at the same time, you don't want her to stop...

She smiles wickedly. "I thought so..." She leans in to you. You don't resist as she kisses you hard on the lips, her tongue snaking into your mouth. You let out a muffled cry as her hand slides up inside your panties. Your moans are muffled by her lips as she starts to lightly rub her hand up and down inside.

Finally, she pulls back, a thin trail of saliva trailing between your mouths. "Shh," she says, smiling. "You don't want anyone to come, do you?" She twitches her hand against your entrance, sending an unfamiliar jolt up your spine. "Besides you, at least." She draws her hand slowly out of your panties and up to your face, shining with wetness. She puts them in her mouth, sucking softly on them. "Well? Shall we go?"


—What do you do?

>>4888154,5
At this point you are irreversibly aroused. You cannot say no. Lead her to your apartment.

Oh god so wet.

>>4888154,5

Just nod silently and do what she says.

You nod silently. She takes you by the hand and leads you out around your building and to another around the corner. You walk up the steps to the second floor and pause outside an ordinary looking door.

"Now then," the girl says, turning back to you, "before we go inside."

She moves in to kiss you again. You don't resist, accepting her lips against yours. Her tongue intrudes into your mouth— but this time you feel something small and hard behind it. Before you can react she forces it down into the back of your throat. You swallow involuntarily. She pulls away from you as you start to cough. What did she just do to you—

Suddenly, you don't feel cold anymore. No, you feel hot—your body feels like its on fire. It's like you can feel every inch of your skin, the feeling of fabric moving up against your thighs and crotch and breasts as they heave as you pant.

The girl just smiles at you as she takes another pill out of her pocket and swallows it herself.

"Shall we go inside?" she says, her cheeks beginning to turn red.


—What do you do?

Well, for one, start taking off your clothes. It's pretty hot now.

>>4888154,8
"Oh God... wha..."

Some kind of sex pill.
Follow her in for an explosive time.

You don't have any strength to resist. It's so hot. Even the small amount of clothing you're wearing is too much. If you go inside, maybe you can cool off. The girl opens up the door to the apartment and you follow her inside.

She shuts and locks the door behind you when you enter. Like your apartment, there's a short hallway inside the entrance that leads into the living room. The lights are already on. She takes your hand and leads you obediently in.

You start. This isn't a normal living room. There's no furniture in here, just a large mattress in the center of the floor covered in a simple white sheet. Surrounding it, leaning nonchalantly against the walls, is a group of young men you don't recognize.

"Hey, you brought a friend tonight!" one of them says as they enter, getting up from the wall.

She nods, taking off her jacket as she steps into the center of the room. "Go easy on her. She's new."

He laughs. "Of course. We're all gentlemen here, right?"

Her jacket drops to the floor. Underneath it, she's wearing nothing but a sheer nylon top that hugs her breasts. You can see her erect nipples through them. She drops her jeans as well, revealing a similar bottom.

The room turns to look at you. You stand there panting. You shouldn't be here, you think. You know what's going to happen. But you can't move. Your body is hot. You can feel a wetness beginning to trickle down the side of your leg.

"How much did you give her?" one of the men asks.

"Enough to get her ready," she answers. "Come on, we don't have all night." She grabs your hand and pulls you down to the mattress. You thump down, barely catching yourself on your knees against it. She reaches down and lifts your chin with her hand. You can see the men around the room beginning to unbuckle their pants.

"Come on now," she says. "Relax. Enjoy yourself." She traces her other hand back down your thigh. This time you can't help but moan, loud enough for the men around the room to hear you.

>>4888154,11

One of the men walks over to the two of you. His pants are gone, and you can see his cock hanging out of the font of his boxers. "Ready to go?"

WIthout talking the black-haired girl takes up his cock in her hand and brings it to her mouth. You watch in amazement as it hardens inside her, her tongue tracing around it in lazy circles. You feel a longing start to well up inside you that you can't explain.

"Well? How about you?"

You jump. Turning your head, you see another man, like the first, his cock hanging inches away from your face.


—What do you do?

>>4888154,12
"N-no.. Let me... out..."

Struggle in vain for a moment.

>>4888154,12
Don't resist.

"No... wait..." you manage. You shouldn't be doing this. This isn't right.

The young man sighs. "Look, we won't make you do anything you don't want to, but come on. Look how much your friend is enjoying herself."

You turn. Next to you, the girl has the man's erect member all the way in her mouth. Her face is red, and she's slurping it loudly. Another man is moves up beside her, and she draws her mouth off of the first, wrapping her tongue around the second man's penis while stroking the other one lovingly with her hand. She's panting, and you can see the wetness in her crotch.

"Come on," the guy says. "Just try it. It can't hurt."

...Well. You guess it couldn't hurt to try, at least...

>>4888154,15
It seems they arent the rapist types that you thought they were... Try it out...

Carefully, you take his member into your mouth. It tastes unfamiliar, salty, but not unpleasant. Uncertainly you trace your tongue around the tip in your mouth, feeling it start to grow until it expands to fill your lips completely. You start to suck, feeling it twitch in against your lips.

The guy groans. "Damn, the new girl is pretty good." Hearing that only gets you going even more. You start to move your head in and out on his member, coating it in your saliva. You feel something press against your cheek—another man has come up beside you, pushing his erect penis against you. You grab it with a free hand and start stroking it.

"Aaah!" Suddenly, something spurts into your mouth. You cough, pulling away from his cock. Hot sticky liquid splashes across your face and breasts.

"Sorry," the guy says. "You were just too good..."

You're not paying any attention. So this is semen... you think, as a string of it runs down your face. The smell is overpowering.

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>>4888154,17
Lick it up. You start to rub your crotch.
Moar

"Hey," says the other guy, your hand still on his penis. "Don't forget about me."

You turn and take his already hard member into your mouth. This time you don't bother with foreplay—you suck at it hungrily. "Damn!" he says, grabbing the back of your head and forcing his dick deeper into your throat.

"Hey, she likes it!" You see a bunch of other men heading over to you out of the corner of your eyes, their hands on their members. Beside you, you can hear the black-haired girl panting, and you know that she's feeling just as you do, and that thought seems to drive you even crazier than you are already.

"Khn!" The man's dick spasms in your mouth. This time, you slurp his load up hungrily, managing to swallow almost all of it before releasing it, a thin trail of semen trailing off your lips. Something hot splashes on the side of your face as another man beside you finishes, sending more sliding down your hair and shoulder.

You can't even keep your knees anymore. You collapse backwards onto the mattress.

"We'll, I think she's about ready," someone says. A man leans forward over you, reaching towards your crotch.


—What do you do

>>4888154,20
Spread legs. Await the loss of my virginity.

Wiggle your waist in order to help him get rid of all that pesky clothing.

What the fuck?
You fucking slut, /jp/. You fucking hypocritical slut.

Die a thousand deaths.

You couldn't resist even if you wanted to anymore. You reach down with one hand and help him pull off your panties, wriggling as he pulls down down your skirt. Another one lifts your top off over your head carefully, and unclasps your bra, letting your breasts free, leaving your body bare save for your garter belt and stockings.

"Leave those," some guy says. "It's hotter that way."

You can't even reply. You look beside you. On the other side of the bed, the other girl is sitting on top of a man, riding her hips up and down in ecstasy, her body already streaked with cum.

You can't think anymore. All you can do is obediently spread your legs as a man kneels down, positioning his cock against your entrance.

>>4888154,24
"Wa....wai...t..."

You try to say something..
You think back to your days of slut hating on /jp/...

"I'm... still.. a virgin... don't..."

Could you manage to say it in time? Did you even say it at all, or was it just a series of mumbles? Did he already take your precious virginity?

>>4888154,25
No
NO
DON'T STOP NOW

>>4888154,25

"Aaaah!" You let out a cry as he enters you, plunging his cock down into your untouched depths. He plows through your hymen in one swift stroke, a stinging pain shooting up your spine as he does so. Tears start to form in your eyes as he works his shaft in and out—

But that pain quickly changes into something else. The heat of the drug in your body mixed with the heat of his cock embedded inside you causes a jolt of electricity up your spine every time he thrusts, a jolt that quickly turns into wild pleasure. You moan uncontrollably as he pounds you, laying sprawled out on the bed. Another man comes up beside your head and puts his cock against your lips, and unconsciously you turn and begin to suck it.

"Damnit, I'm coming!" He thrusts into you one last time. You let out an cry as you feel his heat spreading inside of you, bringing you to a kind of orgasm you'd never felt before. He pulls out, leaving a trail of white seeping from your pussy onto the mattress.

So this... is what it feels like as a girl...


"Well? You done already?"

You turn your head. Another man is sitting beside you, his engorged member a few feet from your face. "You want this?" He asks with a grin.


—What do you do?

>>4888154,27
Too late... You feel sadness and a bit of self hate. You are a hypocritical slut now. Too late to go back.

Fuck them all like mad until filled with hot cum.

>>4888154,27
Push him onto his back and ride it!

You push yourself up off the bed, feeling a warm trickle of cum down your thigh as you position yourself over the man's erect member. It's huge—on your knees over it, it almost reaches up to your cunt.

Slowly, you lower yourself onto it. This time it enters you easily. You gasp as you lower yourself, as it slowly fills up your depths. The man just sits and grins at you until you push it all the way inside, your ass touching his legs.

"Now move, he says.

"Ye... yes," you reply, beginning to grind your hips up and down, sliding his cock in and out of yourself. You moan with each rise and fall. Another man comes up beside you, and you place his cock into your mouth hungrily, sucking in time to the rise and fall of your hips. He comes, and you drink down his hot seed. Another, then another, comes on you, trails of semen trickling down your back and breasts.

"Now then," says the man whose dick is still buried deep inside you. "It's time to try something new. You ready?"

You can only nod. WIth a swift movement the man grabs your arms and pulls you down, laying back on the bed so that your cunt is still impaled on his staff but your ass sticks up into the air. You hear another man coming up behind you. You can feel him position his cock up against your exposed backside.

Wait, he's not going to—

"Ahhh!" he enters you, his dick wet from your saliva. He slides it into your ass, working it in and out slowly, with each thrust making it further and further into your depths. You moan uncontrollably as it reaches all the way inside without stopping, seeming to meet the other cock inside you, rubbing together. You let out a scream of ecstasy as the two begin pounding you in tandem. Your consciousness is gone. You can think of nothing but the insane pleasure of them inside of you.

>>4888154,30
"Yeah..." You reply sheepishly.

Another man stands before you, his cock pressing up against your face. You take it in your mouth, slurping on it hungrily as he thrusts it in your face, moans escaping around it from the force that they're fucking you. You see the men around you watching hungrily, their hands on their dicks, some awaiting their turn, others jacking off furiously to cum on your exposed body, their seed leaving traces of warmth on your back, your face.

The three men come together. Your body tenses in climax as they pump you full of their hot white seed. You can barely swallow it all; it spurts out from where your body can't contain it, dripping down your chin onto your heaving breasts, already slick with cum. More spills from your holes as they pull out of you, leaving you in a sopping heap panting on the mattress, your body streaked all over with their seed.

"Damn," you hear a voice say, as you lie there panting. "Maybe we were too rough on her."

"She's done for the night," another says.

"N... no," you say, shakily rising to your knees. "Wait..." Your body is still so hot. The smell of their semen, the moans of the black-haired girl still being fucked beside you...

"I want... more...." You can't think any more. Only the massive erect member in the forefront of your vision matters. You crawl forwards towards him across the mattress. Someone enters your ass from behind as you do so. You let out a moan of uncontrolled lust as it slides all the way inside you. "Aahn!" Another man comes up beside you, and you take his cock into your mouth and slurp in hungrily.

They turn you over, the dick grinding inside your ass. Another man sticks his dick between your breasts, his cum splashing on your face. You begin to lose track of time as they take their turns with you, and you eventually lapse into unconsciousness...

You wake up the next morning in a familiar room. This is... your room. You're laying in your bed.

Shit. What a fucked up dream. You turn over on your side, looking across the bedroom to your mirror—

Only to see a naked form laying on the bed. No. Not a dream then. Still a woman, still naked. It looks like your stockings and garter belt are gone too. And you're... clean as well. Not covered in... you don't want to think about that now.

You get out of bed and look around. On the floor in a pile beside the bed is the maid outfit, crumpled but intact. Beside it a small package you don't recognize, with a note taped to the top.

You pick up the note. In neat, tight handwriting, it says: "I hope you enjoyed yourself last night. Hope to see you again!" You open the package. Inside are only two objects: a small, unmarked bottle of pills, and an apartment key.

You smile to yourself as you walk towards the shower. You're still stuck as a girl, and you're going to have to figure out how you're going to live your life from now on. But now at least you have something fun to do on friday nights....

And that's all she wrote! Thanks to the like 3 of you who kept reading till the end, hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.

Now I have to sleep because I have class in like 5 hours. Fun.

well, it turns out we were all right. Sex does turn women into sluts.

That was worth it. You're awesome, adventure time.

>>4888154,36
I begin to fap furiously. Thank you.

Why don't you use your writing skills to create a VN?

>>4888154,40

'novel' is only half of 'visual novel', you know.

Is anyone still checking this? It sucks, because I'd still like to continue/restart this story, but I honestly can't find anywhere to post it. To be honest, this is the first real fapfiction I've ever written, and I found I really enjoy writing it, but my career will be very short if I can't find anywhere to write...

>>4888154,42
Are the janitors deleting it or something?

>>4888154,43

I mean, they deleted it on /jp/ before I finished it here. I suppose I could just continue here, but I don't know how many people would read it.

So how is this ANY different from the roleplaying threads we banned and hated years ago?

>>4888154,45

Who's this "we?" Plenty of people enjoyed them, they were just banned by moderator fiat.

>>4888154,46
>http://userscripts.org/scripts/show/74489

60+ people have already downloaded and installed Jones' script that allows ghost post to be visible on /jp/.

1) Start a new thread on /jp/ with a random Touhou image (this will give you diplomatic immunity from the janitors).
2) Secretly post your stories on the ghost thread.

Tell you all what. I'll continue this from where I left off if enough people post and say they'll read. Just want to make sure that I have an audience before I start, since I don't know how many people routinely check this archive...

>>4888154,47
Woah, I've never seen this before.

...how does it work? I just installed it and it doesn't seem to be doing anything to my /jp/.

>>4888154,49
All it does is show ghost post on /jp/. If there are no ghost post in a thread you're not going to see anything.

>>4888154,50

So only ghost posts in surviving threads then? So this thread shouldn't be showing up, despite still being bumped in the archive?

>So only ghost posts in surviving threads then?
Basically.

Damn, got all excited there for a moment.

>>4888154,47 is not a bad idea, but I don't know how I could get across what the thread was without it getting deleted anyways...

>>4888154,52

Damn, got all excited for a second.

>>4888154,47 isn't a bad idea, but I don't know how I'd get across what the thread was without it being deleted...

>>4888154,46
That's completely hypocritical.

Remember how hated Gensokyo Man was?

>>4888154,52

Damn, got all excited for a second.

>>4888154,47 isn't a bad idea, but I don't know how I'd get across what the thread was without it being deleted...

>>4888154,52

Damn, got all excited for a second.

>>4888154,52

Damn, got all excited for a second.

holy shit what just happened, I did not mean to post that many times.

>>4888154,55

By some people, yes. Not by the people who participated in his threads and enjoyed them. Plenty of people were pissed that they kicked him off /jp/.

It's more hypocritical to think you speak for an entire community, man.

>>4888154,53
Don't mind the double post. It's been happening to us all as of late. Despite this, Eksopl claims there's nothing wrong with the ghost board....

>>4888154,59
But Gensokyo Man, Not Gensokyo Man and all RP were banned mainly because of all the hatred for them.

>>4888154,61

No, they were banned because the mods didn't want to deal with the drama and the people who disliked them raising a constant shitstorm.

You whined enough, you got what you wanted, that's the story.

All that aside, back to my original question—is anyone still reading this who participated in the original thread/wants to participate in a continuation? Because I'll continue it here if people want it. Just need 3-5 people to say they'll participate.

>>4888154,62
But I loved those threads, in a way.

Why are you acting so high-and-mighty anyway?

>>4888154,51
Jones could change the script so that even pruned threads appeared on /jp/ but doing such would be going beyond the scope of the script itself. If you want people to see this story in particular just follow these [>>4888154,47] steps.

>>4888154,64

Am I? I'm not trying to. I guess, well, just look at this thread. Don't like getting crap for trying to provide original content. I don't understand why stuff like this gets hate when the front page of /jp/ is filled with the same shitty recycled threads every day.

>>4888154,65

What would I say? "Hey, turn on ghost posting and read my thread"? It'd get deleted in a heartbeat.

>>4888154,63
I've been on the ghost board 24/7 since the last two weeks, and I've read most of your story. I've never participated in one of these things however because doing such would be too personal/intrusive. I'm very shymoe.

>>4888154,66
I'd hate to bring this up, but have you ever thought that pretty much everyone has left /jp/ and that this board is just another 4chan board and essentially inhabited with those young "otaku" that /jp/ hated so much?

>>4888154,63
Sure, I'll participate again.

If you don't mind me making a request though, could you start these earlier? Midnight's a little late.

>>4888154,66
Here's an example thread utilizing Jones' script:
http://boards.4chan.org/jp/res/4895888

>>4888154,68

Believe me, I know that now. Guess I'll stick to /tg/ from now on...

>>4888154,67

Hey, you think I'd be writing this shit if I wasn't anonymous? Don't be shy, this is the internets. Contribute! I'll count you as one.

>>4888154,69

Yea, I'm only going to be on for another hour or so tonight myself. Might continue tomorrow afternoon, if I get enough interest before then. That's two!

>>4888154,68

Believe me, I know that now. Guess I'll stick to /tg/ from now on...

>>4888154,67

Hey, you think I'd be writing this shit if I wasn't anonymous? Don't be shy, this is the internets. Contribute! I'll count you as one.

>>4888154,69

Yea, I'm only going to be on for another hour or so tonight myself. Might continue tomorrow afternoon, if I get enough interest before then. That's two!

>>4888154,66
Here's an example thread utilizing Jones' script:
http://boards.4chan.org/jp/res/4895888

>>4888154,68

Believe me, I know that now. Guess I'll stick to /tg/ from now on...

>>4888154,67

Hey, you think I'd be writing this shit if I wasn't anonymous? Don't be shy, this is the internets. Contribute! I'll count you as one.

>>4888154,69

Yea, I'm only going to be on for another hour or so tonight myself. Might continue tomorrow afternoon, if I get enough interest before then. That's two!

Damnit, posting's broken again.

Come on posting, start working again.

We've got two, counting >>4888154,67.
Don't be shy, contribute!

>>4888154,76
I've never seen the archive break like this. It's probably a temporary problem.

It's so lonely without /jp/ ;_;

>>4888154,78
We're always with you. We're just 100% more ghostly.

Oh what the hell, I'm bored enough to go ahead and continue now. I probably won't get very far before I go to sleep, but this way I'll have a start before more people are hopefully on tomorrow afternoon or something.

Toweling off your hair, you walk out of the bathroom. The guys from last night cleaned you off pretty well before they carried you home, but the shower still felt great. You stop and admire your new body in the mirror by your bed. You can't say that you're terribly disappointed with this strange turn of events. Everything feels so different now, so new and exciting... although you're beginning to wonder exactly how you're going to deal with the change over the next few days. It's a Saturday, so you at least don't have to worry about your classes for a day or so.

You look down at the maid costume folded on the floor, then over to your hamper of t-shirts, jeans, and boxers. First of all, you think, you're going to need something else to wear. Your bathroom's going to need restocking as well—all those weird feminine items that you never really understood before... You'll cross those bridges when you come to them, you decide. Clothes should come first.

You slip back into the panties and bra that came with the maid outfit. They're... mostly clean, at least, and you don't really have anything else to wear. On top of that, you rustle through your old clothes until you find a pair of shorts and a plain t-shirt. Not the most feminine outfit, but it'll have to do for now. Finally, you grab the ribbon from yesterday and tie your hair back up, trying to remember how it was before. After a few tries you manage to get it looking pretty nice. You grab your bag and pull out your wallet, sticking it into your back pocket. You're not broke, but you're not exactly rolling in money either—you hope you can afford all this. Finally, almost as an afterthought, you grab the small bottle of pills and key and slip them into your pocket. Just in case.

You catch the bus downtown. The ride is uneventful, as you find yourself blending well into the crowd in your more... conservative clothing. Finally you arrive, dismounting from the bus with a gaggle of college girls ready to shop. Just like you, you think as you follow them into the city mall.

Inside, you stop to think for a moment. It's a fair sized mall, so there's a pretty good selection of different kinds of stores. You could just go to a department store and pick up some underwear and basic clothes, you suppose.... or there are a few extremely high-class clothing boutiques upstairs that might have some more interesting outfits... if you can afford them.


—Where do you go?

>>4888154,82
For starters, try to find the seedy store where everything started in the first place. She said we could get some things for free, right?

>>4888154,83

You think of the store where your change happened. You should probably check on that place again, but right now you're downtown, a good thirty minute walk away. Maybe you'll catch the bus over there later, after you're done here.

>>4888154,84
D'oh.

Go to a department store to buy some basic clothes, but then go window shopping at the botiques upstairs.

You start by heading to the department store. It's a new experience, picking out this sort of thing, so you take your time perusing for some basics. You have a moment of panic when you start looking at bras, but, luckily, you discover your bra has its size written on a tag, so you don't have to worry about trying to figure that out. You pick out a few pairs of nice underwear, a pair of jeans, some shorts, and a few woman's t-shirts and tops. That should be enough for now, you think, heading to the checkout and ringing them up. Not too expensive, but on your budget it's still a bit much. Before you leave, you change into the new shorts and t-shirt, stowing your old men's pairs in your bag.

As you leave, one of the clothing boutiques nearby catches your eye. You suppose it couldn't hurt to just look inside, even if you can't afford anything...

You walk through the doorway. The inside is stylishly decorated, the walls lined with racks of clothes and jewelry and accessories. You immediately regret entering. Just picking out underwear and jeans was hard enough, you don't know nearly enough yet to be browsing at a place like this.

You find yourself by one of the back walls, looking through a rack of dresses. They're all pretty, they all have designer labels somewhere, and they're all way more expensive than you could ever afford. Still, you think smugly, you're sure you'd look breathtaking in any of them.

"Need any help?" a woman's voice says behind you.


—What do you do?

>>4888154,86
Be honest and tell her about how you can't afford these dresses, but really lay on the charm in an attempt to get a sweet deal. After all, you're a woman now, so you need to learn how to manipulate people.

Guess I'll just leave it here for the night. Vote if you want, I'll be back on in the afternoon to continue.

Bump.

What ever became of Gensokyo Man?

>>4888154,90
He ran off and thankfully drowned in his own narcissism.

He jumped in the lake and drowned.

I thought he fled /jp/ in shame and became famous on pooshlmer and /a/. Wasn't there a /jp/ project forum he went to?

I still don't know why Gensokyo Man gave up his tripstatus and became an Anonymous. Getting smacked around by the moderators is one thing, but running away like a scared little girl is pathetic. On the flip side if his trip got autobanned I would find it forgivable.

>>4888154,90
she went to /b/ and roleplayed as alice

>>4888154,95
How did you know he was a girl?

I guess the name must have given him away. All /jp/ers know we're males by default. Just the fact that GM felt the need to explicitly write a gender in the name field was proof of GM's insecurity.

>>4888154,96
Something to do with skype, apparently it was confirmed.

Is this going to start back up again?

>>4888154,87

"Umm... no," you say, turning. "I'm just looking..."

The woman smiles. She's an older woman, obviously in her prime—tall and slim, with long brown hair cascading down her back. She's wearing a simple businesslike skirt and blouse with a nametag reading "Amelia" pinned to the breast.

"That's alright," she says. "I can help you pick some things out, if you'd like."


—What do you reply?

>>4888154,99
Sure! Maybe she can take your measurements too, and let you try them on.

"Sure!" you reply. Might as well get an expert opinion.

"Alright!" She smiles warmly. "Let me see..." She steps over to you, examining you closely. You stand awkwardly as she looks you over. After a moment, she straightens up.

"Yes, that will do nicely," she says with a nod. "Come with me."

You follow her obediently around the store as she picks things off shelves, holding them up for you to see. . "How about this one? Do you like it? Maybe blue instead?" You can only nod along with her. They all look good to you, and it's not like you can afford any of them.

After making a circuit of the store, the two of you have picked out four or five outfits and some expensive toiletries. You stop by the back of the store, and she motions you towards the changing rooms. "Well, don't be shy, try them on!" she urges, pushing you and the bag of clothes into a booth.

The inside is spacious for a changing room, all fancy hardwood and leather with a full length mirror against one wall. You figure you might as well keep playing along, and start to strip out of your jeans and t-shirt. You pick up the first outfit, a fancy little dress of black satin... and stare at it cluelessly for a moment. How exactly do you go about putting something like this on? Do you just slip it over? You can't see any buttons or zippers or anything...

"Need any help in there?" You hear the woman's voice call from outside.


—What do you do?

>>4888154,101

Get her to come in and show you how to put on a dress.

>>4888154,102

"Um... yea," you call out.

"Alright, I'm coming in," she says, the door opening and closing behind you. "What seems to be the problem?"

"Umm..." You hold up the dress sheepishly.

She smiles. "Like this. Here." She walks over and takes the dress from you. "Turn around and put your arms up," she says. You do so. Suddenly you feel satin sliding down your arms. your vision is obscured for a moment before she finishes pulling it over, settling the thin straps on your shoulders.

"There," she says, buttoning the two buttons on the back. "That's all there is to it."

"Thanks," you say, admiring yourself in the mirror. She was right, it does look good on you. A bit short, but you suppose that's just the style.

"You like it?" she asks from behind you.

"Yea," you reply. "It looks great."

"You can't afford it, can you?"

This catches you off guard. "Well," you sputter, "I kind of—"

"It's alright," she says, moving closer to you. "I thought so as soon as I saw you."

"Then why did you—"

"How would you like a discount?" she says, smiling wickedly. "All you'd have to do is help me out with a little job, and you can have the clothes for free. How does that sound?"


—What do you do?

>>4888154,103

whoops, forgot to name myself.

>>4888154,103
Take her up on her offer. Considering the change in identity and the crappy budget, it's the only way to get them anyways.

>>4888154,105

"A— Alright," you stammer. You don't like the sound of this "little job," but if it'll get you some free stuff you'll take it. It can't be all that bad, right?

"Excellent." Amelia motions towards the mirror on the far wall. You turn to look at it, staring at your reflection. She comes up behind you, putting her hands on your shoulders and leaning in to talk quietly in your ear.

"You see that?" she says, her breath hot against your neck. "We run a little... side business here. That mirror is actually one-way glass."

One way glass? But that means... you blush thinking about it.

"That's right," the woman whispers. "All you have to do is give a little show, and we'll let you take the clothes." Without warning, she kisses your neck, sending a shiver up your spine. "Now then," she asks, "do you want me to help, or would you rather go solo?"


—What do you reply?

ｷﾀ━━━(ﾟ∀ﾟ)━━━!!

[x] Have her help. Much more entertaining that way, for everyone involved.

>>4888154,107

"Umm... I'd rather have some help," you say, blushing furiously.

"With pleasure," the woman whispers into your ear.

You feel her hand against your leg, shivering slightly as she slides it up underneath your dress towards your panties. "Look at the mirror," she breaths into your ear as she starts to slide them down your legs. You obey, your face red at the thought of some unknown person watching you. Your panties fall to the floor. You step out of them gingerly.

"Now lift up your dress," she commands. Hesitantly you obey, staring straight ahead at your reflection as you lift front up, exposing your pussy. The woman presses herself up against your back, sliding her hand around your waist until her manicured fingers are hovering right above your slit. She traces them around it, sending waves of muted pleasure through your body. "My my," she says. "This wet already? You were a good choice..." She pulls her hand away. "Now go sit on the bench."

"Ok..." you do so, leaning back against the wall and spreading your legs open, waiting.

"You catch on quickly," Amelia says with a smile, unbuttoning her top. She lets it fall to the floor, before unclasping her bra, revealing a pair of ample breasts. She kneels down in front of you, reaching underneath the bench. From what looked like plain wood, a drawer pops out. She reaches inside and pulls out what looks like a little plastic egg attached to something else by a long cord. "Now hold still," she says, turning a dial on the object. A faint wirr comes off the egg. Is this—

She holds it up to your pussy. You jerk as a jolt of pleasure goes up your spine. Wave after wave follows, as she holds the egg up against your clitoris, its vibrations seeming to make their throughout your body. You try to hold back a cry of pleasure, clapping your hand over your mouth in desperation.

The woman smiles at you. "Don't worry," she says, "this booth is soundproof. No-one will hear you."

>>4888154,108

You let out you moan, feeling an orgasm building from deep inside you—but then it ceases, the woman pulling the egg away from your slit. "Why..." you ask, panting. "Why did you stop..."

"Oh, we can't have you finishing already. There's more to come first." She hands you the egg "Now face the mirror."

You follow her command, all thoughts of shame lost, spreading your legs in it's direction. "Now put the egg inside." Hesitantly, you take the egg and place it up against your slit. "No," she says. "The other one."

She wants you... to put it there? "You'll get a reward if you do," the woman breaths into your ear.

...You can't resist. Carefully, you take the slick egg and position it in front of your ass. Blushing furiously, you push it in. Maybe thanks to last night, it slides in easily. You let out a gasp as it enters. It feels strange, sitting inside you.

"Now turn around." You listen, and are shocked to see her, skirtless, a black rubber shape rising from her pubic mound.

"Your reward," she says with a smile, as you stare at her massive fake-cock. "Now get up against the mirror."

You've already gone this far. There's no turning back now. You place your hands against the mirror, sticking your ass out into the air, presenting yourself for her. You feel the cold rubber against your entrance. She stirs it around, causing faint moans to escape from your lips, before she plunges it into your depths. You can't help but cry out as she does so. It's so big inside of you. She starts moving slowly, its ridges scraping against your insides. Your breath fogs up the glass in front of you as she starts to increase her pace, pounding you mercilessly, short cries of pleasure beginning to escape from her lips as well.

"Time for your reward, " she says suddenly, leaning down your back and whispering into your ear. With a jolt, you feel a vibration coming from deep inside you. She holds something up to the mirror—its the controller for the egg, currently lodged deep in your ass—

You scream in pleasure now, the dual stimulation driving you higher and higher towards orgasm. Is someone watching you now? Through this glass in front of you? You don't care anymore. Watch me, you think. Watch me cum. Watch me. Watch me!

>>4888154,109

Your body tenses with orgasm. You can't keep your feet anymore. You collapse against the glass, panting. Amelia withdraws the dildo from your cunt with a wet sound. She's breathing heavily as well. You slide to the floor. She kneels down next to you, that same smile on your face.

"You were amazing," she says. "It's not always we get to put on this good of a show. Most girls aren't nearly as willing to go all out." You gasp as she pulls the egg from your ass with a dull pop.

She stands, putting away the dildo and beginning to dress herself again. "Enjoy your clothes," she says, as she prepares to leave. "And if you're looking for a job... well, we could always use more girls like you." She reaches into her pocket and pulls out what looks like a business card, sticking it in the purse you had picked out with the rest of your clothes, before stepping out and closing the door behind her, leaving you laying on the floor, half-naked and panting.

>>4888154,110

After cleaning yourself up a bit and changing back into your other clothes, you leave the store, laden with shopping bags. You're too exhausted from what just happened to do any more shopping, so you decide to go ahead and catch the bus back home.

You arrive back at your apartment. When you open the door, you notice a note that has been slipped under your door while you were gone. After setting your bags down on your bed, you pick it up.

In familiar neat handwriting, it says: "Party again tonight, new venue. Wear whatever, bring what I left you. I'll come by at 9pm, if you're interested."

You look at the clock by your bed—it's currently six. You still have some time, if you decide to go.


—What do you do?

[x] Wait for whoever's coming to arrive- in the meantime, clean yourself up, eat something, and see if there's anything interesting on the news.

I got nothing.

That last scene was awesome, by the way.

>>4888154,112

You smile to yourself. After last night, there's no way you'd miss out on this.

You decide to kill some time while you wait. First you shower again, washing away the sweat and such from your earlier adventure. Walking out of the bathroom, you take a look around your apartment. It's effectively one room, with a bed on one side and a desk and tv on the other. There's a tiny kitchen off the hallway leading to the door, but that's about it.

You make up your mind. This is a major change in your life, and you're going to make the most of it. Slipping on a new pair of underwear and a t-shirt, you get to work.

First you clean up the floors, picking up all your old clothes and stowing them in boxes in the back of your closet, followed by all of your boxers and old jeans and such. You won't be needing them anymore. You replace them with your new pants and shirts and underwear in your drawers. Next you move to the closet itself, taking the more expensive outfits from your bags and hanging them up. The black dress you wore earlier goes up beside another, this one a longer blue evening dress; beside them go a few skirts, a blouse, and a few other tops. Finally, you wash the maid costume and hang it up beside them carefully.

Satisfied, you dig the rest of the items out of your bag. A few accessories—jewelry, mostly, and a small make-up kit. You're not sure what to do with that, but a few minutes on the internet finds you a basic guide, and after an hour or so of trial-and-error you manage to figure it out. You admire yourself in the mirror, somewhat smug that it didn't take all that much to make you look this good.

You check the clock; its almost time for her to arrive. Now to decide what to wear... you eye your closet. You've got a fair selection now, depending on your mood. You could try something new, or you could wear the maid costume again...


—What do you wear?

[x] Why not try on one of your new dresses?

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rape the maid.