Gathering supplies

After the frat bros left, Tracy sat there momentarily, trying to figure out what had just happened. She looked at the sign and felt herself grab it as she stood up and headed for her car.

"Where am I going?" she asked herself out loud as she started the car and began driving into the downtown area. Still holding the sign, she found herself walking into the local sex shop. Her body walked her around, looking for something. She found herself back by some roleplay costumes. Her hand grabbed a sexy French maid outfit. The skirt would barely cover her butt. The top was a sheer lace thing that would never fit her. Not that it mattered. She somehow knew this would be her uniform—finally, one of those little white mob caps tied to her head.

Walking to the register, she saw other girls holding signs that said similar things. One promised five-dollar lap dances, and the other two-dollar blow jobs. They were filling and grabbing accessories for these tasks. A blonde with huge hair and more enormous tits chewing gum smiled and rang up her purchase.

"50 bucks," she said. "Cash or charge?"

"Umm, cash," Tracy said, handing her a 50 from her payment. The cashier gave her the costume in a black bag with the store's name. "Enjoy," She said, smiling. The next stop her body took her to was to buy cleaning supplies. She finally returned to her dorm when whatever it was released her body. She put the costume in her closet and the supplies in the bathroom.

Her roommate Amy came in with books and other things to prepare for the new school year. She looked at the sign on Tracy's bed.

"Wow, sorority hazing is getting creative," She said

"What?" Tracy said, remembering the sign. "Oh yeah, hazing," she lied. They stayed up talking about classes and things they were excited about this year. When it started to get late, they went to bed.

Tracy woke with a start. She looked at the clock on her phone; it was 8:30 a.m. She felt herself slide out of bed and proceed to her closet, pulling out the uniform. She walked into the bathroom, sliding off the baggy t-shirt and pajamas she slept in. Her body felt like it was on autopilot, and she was watching it from the outside. She slid the skirt on and put it on the hat, holding it with a headband. The white stuck out against her mane of red hair. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her green eyes showed shock.

Her massive chest was on full display. Her large pale globes peaked with soft pink nipples took up a majority of her small frame.

Where most girls would have been proud and displayed a pair like hers. But She hid hers away. This stemmed from Kevin A boy who had pretended to like her in high school. He had gotten a picture of her topless once and showed it to all his friends. It ruined her senior year. She was hoping college would be a fresh start. She guessed she was wrong.She managed to slip on a hoody before heading out the door.