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Chapter 7 by RachelDaws RachelDaws

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BOGO Sissies!

The sound of high heels on the pavement drew DJ’s attention away from the inner monologue. Turning his head, he saw something that made a smile creep onto his face.

“What the fuck are you smiling about? I know this is your fucking fault!” Jason’s swaying stride continued to bring him closer to DJ across the open ground of the school. DJ’s sculpted eyebrows rose as he took in his best friend’s new look.

It was clear from Jason’s heavily made up face that PK had held nothing back and had decided that DJ’s idea was good enough to put into practice. The soft pink lipstick, long blonde hair, and stunningly made up eyes lived up to the same amount of nonsense that DJ felt on his own face.

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As his gaze flowed down his feminized friend, he grinned as he saw that they now seemed to share a bra size as well. The large mounds were pushing out against the top of the front zip black crop top. The zipper was just barely winning the war to see which of the two forces would win.

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Looking down, he was surprised to see Jason’s long smooth and sexy legs emerging from a tiny denim mini skirt. DJ was instantly thankful he had made it out of the house in his jeans, even if he could feel them coated to every inch of him. Including the bulge from the manhood that had no reason to be in such a feminine pair of pants. Thinking of his own bulge made him look for his friends, and found it easy enough as it ran to the side along his thigh.

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Shaking his head at the obvious erection, he looked down his friend’s legs and was surprised at how sexy they were. The long tanned stems looked satiny smooth and as soft as butter. Then his gaze fell on the white peep toe stiletto heels and a sigh escaped his painted lips. “Did you really wear the same heels as me?”

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Jason’s voice had taken on a more feminine tone as well by the time he strode up and planted himself in front of DJ. The sudden movements sent Jason’s boobs bouncing and threatened to pop the zipper across the room. “I show up looking like a porn star and that is the first thing you can think to ask me?”

DJ giggled at his friend’s anger. The walk to school had given him time to accept the situation as something he could do nothing about, it seemed as though Jason had not had the same opportunity. It was only after that thought that DJ realized his natural reaction had been a feminine tittering instead of the deeper chuckle he was used to hearing from himself.

Frustrated by DJ’s complete lack of care, Jason threw his hands up in the air. “Look, I know you are the one that convinced the voice or whatever it is called…”

“PK.” DJ interrupted and used the acronym he had been instructed to use previously.

“Fine whatever, PK told me that you suggested this to them!”

The pair were stunned to silence as PK’s voice appeared in both of their minds. ‘Girls girls, you’re both pretty. I should know, I made it happen.’ The self satisfaction in the entity’s voice drove both boy’s anger higher as they listened to PK go on. ‘Now, we have some new rules! I call this my Sissy BOGO! Wait, you don’t really buy sissies. They kinda come free, that is the whole thing. Well never mind, I think the title is pithy and I’m sticking with it.’ The voice seemed to be on a roll as it continued to reference things neither of them could understand.

‘The rules are simple. Each sexy or girly act will earn you a point. Not only that, but the other one will have to do the same act as soon as possible.’ Both men groaned as they realized just how dangerous this game could get. They were both dressed hotter than any other girl at school, and had the bodies to back it up now.

‘Of course, I’m sure a pair of manly men like you can get through the day without this becoming an issue right?’ PK’s voice gave neither of them any hope that such a thing would ever be possible. ‘Something to keep in mind is that whoever has the most points at the end of school wins. Now, what do they win? Simple, everyone will forget that the winner ever showed up to school dressed like this. The other one? Well, I’m sure moving to the other side of the country will save you from the humiliation and the ridicule.’

DJ’s wide eyes locked onto Jason’s as they stood there. It was bad enough that they were dressed as they were, but both had assumed that PK would make the rest of the school think nothing of their outfits. Instead, it seemed that whoever lost would end up winning the Most Likely to Suck a Dick for Money award in the year book.

‘Now, before you two run off and start this competition, we have one more rule. When you are copying the act, you have a choice. You can simply copy it and move on. Or, you can turn it up a notch. If you make it not just sexy or girly, but truly slutty then you will take your partner’s point.’

The realization dawned on both of them. They were in a game of slutty chicken. No matter which one of them had the most points at the end of the day, both of them were going to hate the experience.

“Fucking christ DJ, how the fuck did you get us caught up in this?”

A voice from behind the two feminine forms spoke up. “Cursing is against school policy, you two girls need to come with me.”

PK thought for a moment, but was unsure who the boys should turn around and find.

Who do they find behind them?

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