Getting dressed

Jack hesitated, fearful that he would be found out. Then, taking the clothes in hand headed into the bathroom.

Quickly stripping down, he reached for the underwear that he saw under the bra, it was a thong. Tucking his small penis back between his legs, he shimmied into the garment. Never having worn a bra before, it took several seconds to figure out how to put it on. Sliding the small skirt up his legs, he barely had it on his waist before Bobbi walked into the bathroom unannounced.

Glad I caught you before you put your top on. I know you prefer the natural look, but you need to do something about those eyebrows girl!”

Grabbing a pair of tweezers off the vanity top, Bobbi attacked Jack’s eyebrows. Fear of losing an eye kept Jack from moving. Soon enough his eyebrows were shaped into perfect, feminine arches.

“Finish getting dressed and I’ll start the introductions,” Bobbi said as she walked out of the bathroom.

Jack put the top on and was dismayed that it was a crop top, leaving his stomach and new piercing on full display. Leaving the bathroom, he looked around for a pair of shoes to put on. Bobbi was nowhere to be seen. Thinking he had a moment to himself, he looked in the mirror. Studying his image, he didn’t notice the door open as Candice walked in, dressed to kill.

“I see you’re embarrassing becoming a cheerleader,” she laughed.

Turning, Jack was stunned by the vision before him. A tight sun dress clung to Candice’s every curve. Her breasts nearly spilling out of the low cut top portion. 5” heels adorned her feet. If it weren’t for the cocktail of **** and hormones coursing through his bloodstream, Jack would have had an erection.

Before he could even open his mouth to respond, Bobbi barged back in, tossing Jack pair of cork wedges. “Here ya go! Let’s get moving! Oh, hey Candice. Gonna take the new girl around, met and greet.” Pausing, she looked at Jack who was still holding the shoes in his hands. “Come on girl! Places to go, things to do!”

Reluctantly, Jack sat on the edge of the bed and slid his feet in the shoes, fastening the this straps around his ankles.

Candice smirked at the obviously feminine action.

“Well,” she said, “you two have fun! I’m off the get some dick! I fill you in on the details later.” Turning, she headed out.

“Oh, she’s the lucky one,” Bobbi said. “I know who she’s banging tonight. 11”, thick and uncut.”

Jack’s eyes nearly popped out of his head as Bobbi casually discussed dick. Mistaking his look for surprise, not shock, she grabbed Jack’s hand and pulled him to his feet. Putting her arm around Jack’s shoulder, she steered him towards the door.

“Oh don’t worry, we’re all expected to report back on the dick we get. Size, technique, everything. There’s a program on the house computer that has all the information. There’s even pictures of most of them! You’ll be able to pick and choose which one you want. AND you’ll be expected to give a report of any dick you get.”

Jack had no intentions of either reading or adding to that!

They headed out of Jack’s room.