On a date with your girlfriend

Thinking back is hard, as your head is aching and spinning. It takes a few seconds to recall, but the last thing you can thing you remember was being on a date with your girlfriend.

You and Kelly have been dating for about a month, and had met in one of your classes at school. She was extremely cute but shy, the type that if it had been an 80s movie would transform from bookish nerd to hottest girl in school by the end. You remember going to her house to pick her up, and then... blank. You don’t know what could have happened, if you lost your memory or just blacked out there.

The more you try to think back, the harder your head hurts, so you decide to stop and just look around the room you are in. The bed you are on is covered in black rubber sheets on a steel canopy frame. It is in the middle of what resembles a fetishized hotel room. The walls are white, with various fetish tools hung along with numerous chains. There is no windows, and two doors. You get up and check, the main door is locked and won’t budge, while the other door leads to a fancy bathroom, equipped with a bath/shower combo, a large makeup sink station, and a closet. Peaking in the closet, it is filled with a mixture of frilly lacy outfits and leather or latex fetish outfits. You finally catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, and are taken by surprise. If you didn’t know it was a mirror you wouldn’t know it was you. The pink and white outfit frame an adorable girl in the mirror, with heavy but cute pouty makeup topped with a large amount of bright blonde curls. You touch your face, and realize for the first time you also have bright red nails that match your puffy lips.

This is all too much. How did you get like this? Where are you? Where is Kelly? You start to panic and go to try the main door again, pounding on it and pulling frantically, when a loud buzzing sound fills the room, causing you to freeze