This might be a bad idea... tough

So Wendy's mean.

You didn't get here because you had any respect for mean girls, did you?

And if Tricia thinks she's going to come in here and steal your thunder as the new girl to watch out for just because she's related to someone who's already here, she's so wrong.

You grab the latex.

"How do I put this crap on?" You ask Tracey.

"Really?" Tracey's eyes are big and she giggles. "Well, don't say I didn't warn you. But here, put your legs through here. Now pull these straps up over your shoulders... let me zip you up in back. And pull the cups up - or do you want them down? No, let's pull them up for now. And let me tie you hair back. Now seriously Christy, are you sure you want to do this?"

You look at yourself in the mirror, and there is nothing left of the sweet girl next door. The latex fits you like a second skin, the hairstyle makes you look stern and badass.

"Absolutely sure. Got a pair of boots that go with this?"

Tracey rolls her eyes, but hands you a pair of shiny black thigh high boots with heels. You step into them and zip up.

"Alright, follow me." Tracey leads you up a short flight of stairs, and to a hallway with some curtains at the end. She then opens a door into a small room just near them.

"Wait here for your cue."

Originally by ThaCat005