Roger must pay

“We need to pay back that bitch and her pathetic brat!” declared Stephanie. “Or we could bang her? She is pretty MILF, that could work!” suggested Rebecca. “How the hell would us licking her cooch, get her off out backs!” roared Stephanie in response. Regina was having a different reaction. Her face breaking out in a grin. “What Reggie, you want to muff dive the minge of that old battlaxe?” “After shaving her, definitely. But she isn’t the problem or the solution.” “What are you talking about?” demanded Stephanie. Regina grinned even more malevolently. “You forget that I am taking biochemistry. And thanks to those three gorgeous fantasy nerds: Esmeralda, Miko and Kim; I have not just scored with three megahotties, I am getting top marks. And access to a superdrug.”

“Is it like viagra?” asked a hopeful Rebecca. “Sort of Becky. Let’s just say it will fix Roger once and for all! That cowardly little snitch is the reason mommy dearest got involved. And when we are doing with him….Let’s just say Roger will get and have snatched!” Stephanie and Rebecca just stared at the cruel beam of Regina, who began explaining her plan.

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Roger Hale staggered into the bathroom. Everything was spinning. He could barely focus as he barely landed on the sink. He start to dry heave as his vision went blurry. What was happening? Was it something in his flat white? He didn’t have a clue. He just knew that he was feeling crook. He wanted to dial Mum…but his hand shook so much he couldn’t reach for his phone. He couldn’t see, his glasses weren’t working. He want to cry out for help, but his voice was not functioning.

Stefanie watched Roger with undisguised glee. Whatever drug Regina had “convinced”, or more accurately sucked the clit of, the barista to get her to drop the liquid in his drink working amazingly. The little idiot sculled the lot, unaware what he had drunk. And had now stumbled directly into the women’a bathrooms, without any clue where he was. Becky had her hand over her own mouth as she began pawing at herself. Reggie was full of ill-disguised joy and unbridled delight at Roger’s agony. It reminded Steph why Reggie was her favourite lover. She was total cruelty. And Stef loved her for it. With a thud, Roger collapsed. Moving quickly, Reggie removed Roger’s clothes, wrapping Roger in a blanket. “Let’s go. If anyone asks, it’s a sorority prank.”

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Roger awoke with a head that felt like he had been hit with a mallet. His body felt limp and he could not get up. It must be dark as he couldn’t see something. “Eeehihihihi!” something brushed up against him, which should have made him jump. Instead he stayed still. It was so strange. It must have been windy. He could feel the wind blowing up against his breasts and even against his pussy. Very weird, he could feel air through his clothes. Maybe he needed to wear less revealing panties and tight jeans. Something somewhat sharp ran against him again. “Eeehihihahahahaha!” Everything was so spacey.

Becky was openly humping the bedknob, her hands clamped on her mouth as she rode it. Stef and Reggie were taking turns running their nails against the bound victim’s bare soles. Stef could not believe this was real. Roger was now a big breasted woman. No pimples, no glasses, just a hottie. She had barely grown, around 5’3. She didn’t seem to have retain her intelligence. She just giggled and laughed as Reggie and Stef raked their nails. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Reggie suddenly took Stef’s hands, giving her a familiar look. Stef smirked in response. She then slowly and quietly reached for her bag. Stef bit back a gasp as she watched Reggie turned it on. It made no noise as it spun like a madman. Reggie lowered it slowly and slowly as Roger panted. Before it made contact with her exposed clit.

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“Ohhhhhh!!!! OHHHHHH!!!! OHHAHAHOOOOOOOOO!” Steph loved the sight of Roger struggled with the new sensations. She desperately try to get the vibrator to do more than tease her clit. Whenever the vibrator left her teased clit, Reggie and Steph would torturously tickle her tender toes and soles. And the busty babe would explode into wailing waves of maiming mirth. Becky had manage to stuff a vibrator between her cheeks as she kept humping the post.

Whatever was touching her clit, Roger wished it would enter her. She was drenching her panties no doubt. And whatever was grazing her feet was driving her wild. She needed something stiff inside her. A finger, a tongue, help even a cock would be just what she needed. Instead she was lying there in the dark. She was obviously tired, because she couldn’t move. All she could do was howl and moan.

Reggie knew Roger was close. One more thing was needed. The X-Change that changed her had dissolved in the coffee. The liquid she had in her bag would finish the job. As she teased her dripping clit with the vibrator, she reached into her bag with her gloved hand and produced the bottle. She smirked as she opened the top and dripped from the beaker plug a single drop on Roger’s forehead. “OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Roared Roger before she squirted everywhere and went limp. Becky soon joined her, covering the knob with her juices. “Becky, get the smallest pledge uniform we have and bring it in here.” commanded Reggie. Becky just nodded snd rushed out, totally bare.

“What was in that vial?” asked Steph. Reggie grinned maliciously. “We tested it in genderbent mice, rats and lizards. It turned male animals, not just hypersexual, but appeared to change their sexuality. Roger likely won’t remember both that he was male or even his own name. So we are going to turn Roger into the biggest slut in the sorority! Just wait until she wakes up!”

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Ronda awoke, feeling a warmth that made her grin. There was a tall naked woman beneath her. She squealed as something slightly sharp graze her cheeks. “Still the world’s most ticklish woman, Ronda?” Asked the woman. Ronda snuggled against her breasts in response. They tasted good and they were big. So big. The woman arched her back in response. Ronda’s hand snaked between her legs. She was bald and exposed. She could feel her skin as she shook. Then one of the woman’s fingers entered her backside. “Ohhhhhh! GAWWWWWDFDDD!” A few penetrating drives and Ronda exploded. Almost instantly, there was a mouth and a tongue absorbing her juices. And the tonguing results in more juices flowing from her core.

The woman stroked her hair as she panted. “Thanks Ronda. Once again the Slut Supreme knows what she is doing.” Ronda did not understand but grinned in reply. The other woman knew what was doing. A door seemed to explode behind her. Ronda squealed again, cuddling against the other woman. “Becky, are you getting Ronda ready? It’s time for her slut pledge!” demanded a new woman. She was the same age as Becky, but her hair was shorter and blood red. “She is definitely ready, Reggie!” “Good, my strap-on is waiting for her holes!” “Yay!” replied Ronda. “Glad to hear, Slut Supreme! Now hurry up!”

Ronda gurgled and giggled as she approached the senior sorority sisters in their long brown cloaks. There were feathers inside both her panties and maid skirt, which tickled quite a bit when she walked. “Disrobe!” commanded Steph. Ten sorority sisters including Reggie and Becky flung their monk like cloaks revealing ten beautiful women armed on with strap-ons. Their eyes were alight with hunger towards the giggly pledge. Steph approached Ronda and dropped her skirt and panties to her feet. Ronda still gurgled as the embers of her ticklishness wore slowly. “Arms up, Reggie behind!” commanded Steph. Ronda still giggling, lifted her arms. She moaned as Reggie held her raised arms in place. Ronda howled as Steph exposed her further, tickling upwards from the flanks, to her ribs to finally deep inside the poor girls’ hollows before flinging the rest of her outfit to the floor. Ronda still panted as Steph gave Reggie the nod. The Slut Supreme was penetrated in both her back fortress by Reggie and dripping front entrance by Steph. Ronda roared her approval as it become difficult for Reggie and Steph to stand as they ram themselves back and forth inside her. Steph was delighted. It was finally happening. And her lips crashed against the gender bent slut. She tasted so good. All that anger towards Roger and Janet seemed so foolish now when such a succulent woman was available.

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Steph was impressed with Reggie’s speed. While Becky and Steph lived both tacos and bangers, Reggie lived for minges. And Reggie knew how to deploy them. Erased all records of Roger was critical. Reggie was able to get the old Dean and most of his staff pensioned off and overseas, faster than a toecrushing yorker at pace. And using Ronda as a living vibrator. Ronda had begun developing quite the reputation. Steph watched the gangbang with her tongue lapping at her lips. Ronda was no virgin by any stretch of the imagination. Watching her suck off all the women in the school administration as well as the new students in her old door room was amazing. Even better was when Reggie starting pimping her to students at a low fee. Despite being relatively vapid, she was able to maintain excellent grades in business through repetition. Keeping her out of theology was critical to ensure there was not even the slightest link. Watch her please her former and current professors was also fun. Reggie had been careful enough to ensure no pregnancy. That would prevent any further slutification. With a final thumb, she burst unto her pillow. “Mmm, looks tasty.” Steph turns to see a grinning naked Reggie watching her. Steph spread her legs and nodded. 3 hours later, Reggie cuddled against Steph. Underneath the massive promiscuity, Steph was determined to one day marry Reggie. She was her soul mate, no doubt about it. “How long till that cunt Janet realises her son is actually missing.” Reggie beamed. “Soon, based on her messages. Then the fun really begins!”

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It had been three weeks before Janet had had enough. She knew that her son Roger was busy. She wanted to give him his space now that those chavs were leaving him alone. The fear of the Dean was enough. But 22 days without hearing from him, getting answers to her calls, texts or emails was enough. But arriving at his dorm room was a shock. Her son had not had any more roommates since his first year. The two new occupants had no answers for her. That was why she was at student admissions. The administration officer checked the records multiple times. No luck. “This is impossible!!! My son Roger has been studying at this school for 2 years! How can you not have records of him!” she demanded. “I checked, Miss. There aren’t any records of a Roger Hale at the university. You are certain that you are at the right campus? There are other campuses where he might be…” “You think I don’t know where my own son goes to college? I bloody well want to talk to the Dean. Straight a bloody way!” she interrupted, her voice rising to a roar. “I am sorry, Ms Hale; but Acting Dean Hagglemeyer is with the Board of Trustees right now.” explained a more senior administration officer. “Where is Dean Hofstader?” demanded Janet. “He moved across the pond to Toronto. He retired, Ms Hale.”

Two hours later there was no evidence at all about Roger. Janet’s shoulder slumped as her lip trembled. This was like a nightmare. She was about to call the police when someone familiar entered the administration office. “Gillian, Amanda; we have a new employee at the Gamma Rho Lambda International Sorority Union. Felicia Primrose-Templeton is our new Private Educator. Could I have the paperwork to set her up, please?” “Of course, Regina.” they both chirped. Regina, she was one of those awful chavs that gave Roger such a hard time. Redhair, beautiful, dressed in a most Unchristian manner, yes, she was one of those trollops. “Excellent ladies, I will let Ronda know how helpful you have been.” Both girls squealed excitedly. “Regina.” Regina turned to face Janet. “Yes, I’m Regina, but you can call me Reggie. And you are, my dear lady?” Janet felt herself flush at the salacious look she was getting from Janet. Of course, the wretched reprobate was a sodomite too. “I am Roger’s mother as you well know!” “Roger? Roger? So sorry Miss, I don’t know a Roger. Is he in my LGBTIQ alliance group?” “No, he is straight!” “We have straight people in the alliance, Miss. It isn’t just for lesbians like me.” Janet flushed harder as Reggie batted her eyes. “No, I need to focus. Not let this cruel girl lover who picked on my baby, get me worked up!”

“My son said that you and two of your friends have been bullying him!” “Goodness, that’s quite a claim! As a lesbian, I know not to bully anyone! Can I see what Robert looks like?” “It’s Roger!” Janet spat. “Yes, of course. My apologies.” She looked at the photo with a strange intensity. “Apologies, I do not know him! Perhaps you should come back with me to the sorority? Maybe of my friends recognises him?” Janet nodded, she had no evidence of bullying or anything else to back up her claim. Why hadn’t she documented anything with texts and forms? All she had was phone calls. Not even voice messages. She trembled as Reggie took her arm. She hated the feelings ripping through her body. This deviant was promiscuity personified, who knew how many women she had violated. She just needed to think about Jesus.

“Please tell me about your son, Miss. Perhaps we met in class? I am studying biochemical engineering, genetics and electro mechanical engineering, specialising in nanotechnical solar absorbers and refractors. Is he also studying these?” A beautiful womaniser and a godless woman of science, how unsurprising. But her touch was caused her to leak. “M-my son does not study science. He is studying theology like a good Anglican boy!” “OIh, that’s lovely. Has he shared his views on the filoque?” Janet could only stammer something. Of course, the wretched trollop was a know it all to boot. The sorority was like a manor and clean. Extremely clean. Janet had to bite her lip after she removed her shoes and put on the slippers. They felt feathery and she had very sensitive feet. “Reggie!” An exceedingly beautiful young naked woman leapt into Reggie’s arms.

Janet did not like what she felt as she stared at the impeccable round beach ball like buns of the girl, pressing her lips against Reggie like there was no tomorrow. Heat rose in Janet’s body alongside two other emotions that the “Christian woman” would prefer not to name. But the embrace was brief as Reggie set the little lady down. “It is wonderful to see you as always, Ronda dear heart. But we have a guest.” The girl called Ronda squealed with delight before turning and see Janet. Ronda seemed familiar… but all thoughts left her as Ronda’s tongue entered her mouth.

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The light was blinding as Janet slowly opened her eyes. Why was everything so… Her eyes widened when she saw the hair just below her chin. A beautiful long haired woman, snuggled against her breast. What had she done? She had violated this sweet, simple girl! The girl was vacant, seemingly unaware of anything. And last night…She realised her hands were pressed against the soft and thick muscles of a very firm and round, young backside. She hated how she reacted. She was a woman. Shamefully divorced, because of her sinner ex husband, but still. She needed to think about Roger now. Could the sleeping, darling girl unknowingly possess the answer? She did not want to wake the poor thing. But she needed answers and soon.

“Ronda? Ronda, darling, could you awake, please?” But the sleeping girl did not stir. “She has a very ticklish arse. Tickle her a bit and she’ll wake up.” Janet had to bite her lip to keep from squealing. It was another of the horrible girls. “Hi, I’m Becky. Are you Ronda’s or just a one off?” It made Janet bristle at the implication. But she needed to stay calm. “I’m Janet. I…I’m Roger’s mother.” Becky waited, a look of confusion on her face. “Roger? Is a footballer or a rugby player?” “My Roger is a theology student.” “So he likes animals? I like cats and dogs!” Janet frowns, perhaps she should be more direct. She reaches for her phone and looks for a photo of Roger to show the chavvy little bimbo trollop. But as she scrolls, she can’t find any. “Wait, where…” “You have nice feet! Soft.” interrupts Becky, running a nail down her left foot. Janet squeals, giggling helplessly. “Nice, we’re ticklish!” She lifts her finger off her sole as an angry Janet, still giggles helplessly. “So do you like want a threeway or somefing?” Even the way the girl talks is crass. “Mmmm…threeway.” Murmurs Ronda.

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How did this happen? Janet shrieked as the two sleeping girl’s rested their heads in the crook of her arms. The hair was cruelly soft. But her hands and feet remained bound. The giggles welled up inside her escaped. Damn her severe ticklishness. Though considering the fact that she has committed vile, salacious degeneracy on two girls who were roughly Roger’s age, perhaps she deserved it. Was she going mad? A few shuffles for extra comfort and Janet was laughing loudly. She needed to escape and find her baby, not seduce innocent young teens. She knew very little about Ronda and Rebecca, other than the fact she has succame to shameful lust with them. She was the adult, she should know better. A chilling thought burst through her laughter…she did not know how old Ronda and Rebecca were. What if the darling girls had not yet reached their majority?

Thankfully the two shifted away from ber horribly sensitive armpits and now both were pressing their hungry mouths against her chest. She moaned as their warm lips and tongue pleased her nipples. “Having fun, I see?” Janet felt a well of shame. Regina was watching her, dressing in a miniature bikini. But as she could do nothing more than moan in her sinful nudity, she has no recourse. “Can I safely assume that you are joining the sorority? You will definitely make a fine addition, we don’t have any other 29 year olds in our sisterhood.” Flush and Blush rose across Janet’s cheeks. Her son was almost that age. She tried to speak, but Ronda’s have made intimate contact and only moans came out. Reggie smiled at her. “I will inform the Pledge Mistress and we will coordinate your transition.” Janet could only moan and laugh as Reggie’s manicured nails began exploring her left foot. “Do I hear ticklish girl?” came another voice. Soon Janet was wild as her right foot was similarly assaulted by Steph. The sounds awoke Becky who immediately began exploring her shaven underarms. “Oh! We are tickling Gorgeous Janet!” exclaimed a grinning Ronda before she dived between Janet’s legs. The shrieks, screams and cries sounded like a wailing and wounded animal’s howl. “Ticklish pussy! Ticklish ass! Tickle, tickle, Janey, baby!” Stef had never been so aroused before from just taunts and tickling. Roger, now Ronda, was mercilessly tickling the woman who birthed hers’ entrances while verbally mocking her. Janet Hale had very large breasts that wobbled without sagging, her nipples stiff as boards. And the poor woman simply burst with hysterical, ticklish laughter.