Clubing! Have fun, have a drink!

It doesn't take long for the strange pill to work its magic. Colors appeared more brightly, sounds could be felt across your skin and everything was perfect. Party! "PARTYYY!" The club was so loud that nobody could even hear you shouting!

All the dancing and grinding with Kim got you exhausted pretty quickly, and while she continues dancing on the stage, you retreat to the bar to order a free drink. Much like what you would do as a guy, you continue keeping staring at the stage and eyeing all the cute girls instead of paying attention to when your drink was served, leaving the glass unattended for at least a minute.

By the time you turn around, you casually grab the glass and chug it down to savor the fruity, artificial flavor of the drink. Eww. Girly. But considering it was free, you weren't one to complain. Girl's got it easy.

You keep on taking a sip every now and then, listening to the music and feeling your heart beat in excitement. It's only a few minutes later when you start feeling a little... tired? Really tired. What's happening? You're beginning to shift around pretty unsteadily on your seat, swaying from side to side with your eyes already partially closed, and the last thing you're aware of is someone catching you to prevent you from completely falling off your seat. The loud music fades into the background. Everything fades to black.

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Nnnngh...

Nnn... you groan bitterly while struggling to open your eyes. What a hangover. Reminds you of your days in college... this high school body really couldn't handle ****...

When you finally manage to part your sticky eyelids, your blurry vision slowly adjusts to a pretty dark, damp room. It wasn't very well heated either. The faint sound of water droplets echoed through the mostly empty interior with simple stone walls around you, and no direct source of light to be seen. Some kind of basement? "Ah-choo!" Also pretty dusty, the air was awful...

As you move into a more upright position, you find yourself sitting on a blank mattress, the only piece of furniture around here. Upon looking down however you see multiple, disgusting stains on the material, which you quickly recognized as dried semen. Lots of it. You also notice your lack of clothing! What the hell! What happened? You try to think back... and the last thing you remember was drinking at the bar. But why? Wait. Roofie? You got roofied? What kind of idiot would roofie a guy instead of a -- oh. Oh! Parting your legs, you quickly check up on the hairless slit between your legs and feel reassured that it looked completely untouched, just two cute little lips that bravely protected the entrance into your temporary womanhood. Phew.

Before you could look into anything else, you could hear some noise from behind the barred door! You could recognize them as male voices, speaking something that sounded russian. The meaning of their words however completely eludes you. Just what happened here?