Sex Cult Initiation: A Gender Swap Transformation

"Are you ready for the joining?" Jacob asked me at my apartment doorway. He smiled the friendly smile he had had since I met him last week.

"Yeah, I sure am. I've been thinking about it all week since we last talked about it," I said with a smile.

I met Jacob randomly at the DMV last week. I had just moved to New York after graduating college and was there to update my license. I sat next to the shaggy brown-haired guy. He smelled like weed, and his hair was unkempt but seemed friendly enough. I had my share of weed in college and hung around guys like him. Looking for a new friend, I was interested in hearing about him and maybe joining a group.

He told me about this club of his and their meet-ups. It sounded a bit like they did some role-play. He showed me pictures of the group; somewhere, they were out for drinks, and others were wearing dark robes during their events. They were pictured with some hot chicks, too. It must be some kinda role play club. I had done some Dungeons and Dragons before in college. And being in the city without any friends yet, I thought it might be interesting to try out. Plus, maybe meeting one of those hot chicks?

Count me in!

"What's a joining, though?

"So I arranged an initiation for you, called the joining. It's essentially a tryout. New members tend to have to do it. I did a couple of years ago. It can be interesting and harder to describe. It should be fun, though," he said with a cheeky smile. Ready to go?"