RELUCTANT PRESS

anyone at school again? They were probably all laughing at me behind my back.

Susie must have sensed my despair. She came to me and took my hand and led me to another room. "Danny my sweet, the four of us have a special pact where we share everything. We trust each other completely and I can promise you that anything that is said or done stays within the group. It really is an honor that they are willing to include you, since we have been together since freshman year and never allowed anyone else in. So please, for me, stay and have fun."

She kissed me on the lips for the first time since my birthday.

Of course, now I had no choice and nodded my agreement to her. I called my mother at the salon and told her I was staying at Susie's for the night.

She gave me permission after I assured her that Mrs. Wales would be home too. Mom said she would pick me up for work in the morning.

When Susie announced to the others that I was going to stay they all came and hugged me and told me I would not regret my decision. Already I was happy about saying "yes" just having these girls come and touch me.

The four were well known around school and were the desire of every guy and probably the envy of every girl. Three of them were cheerleaders and the fourth, Linda Baker, was class president, the first girl to hold this office. It became very clear as the evening went on that she was also the leader of this small group. They were all very popular, smart, and beautiful. I had no doubt that any guy in the school would give his right arm to be in my position, though I would not tell anybody about my fortune, for obvious reasons.

"Let the games begin!" proclaimed Linda after we had all picked up the kitchen.

I found my hands taken by two of the girls and led up the stairs to Susie's room. The girls began unpacking their overnight bags revealing very feminine things: curlers, brushes, lotions, and nighties. I was beginning to have a twinge of regret about staying, knowing that I was going to be pulled fully into this girlish ritual. But there was little time for thinking as I felt my clothes being removed by Susie and Becky.

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RUFFLES & CURLES

By Kammi Morton

"HOLD IT!" I yelled. "What are you doing?"

"That should be obvious, Danny," said Linda. "You didn't expect to stay in your male clothes all night, did you?" There was something condescending about the way she spoke to me, especially the way she had said "male".

"But, I'm quite capable of undressing myself, if you don't mind," I said with what little courage I had left.

I marched to the bathroom to undress and realized that I had nothing else to put on. So, almost literally with my tail between my legs, I opened the door slightly to ask for something to put on.

"You'll have to come out and get it," said Susie in a singsong manner.

I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my waist. But as soon as I stepped into the room, someone ripped the towel away and left me standing naked in the middle of these four smiling girls. It was a game of "Keep Away" as the girls tossed a flimsy looking garment around and over me. Finally, after five minutes of this, I was able to intercept a pass and found myself holding a frilly, transparent pair of blue bikini panties.

Without hesitation I slipped them up my legs, choosing the humiliation of wearing panties over the humiliation of wearing nothing! They were an ideal fit but of course nothing could conceal the enlarged organ that panties were never designed to cover.

"OK girls, that's enough!" said Susie. "Poor Danielle won't want to come to another party if we don't treat her like one of us."

She approached me and slipped a matching ruffled babydoll nightie over my head and arranged the hem around the top of my thighs. The kiss she gave me was a key factor in keeping me from running out of the room, and out of the house. The other factor was the realization of how I would look running down the street dressed as I was.

"All right, everyone. You've had your fun. Give me my clothes back so that I can go home and get my pajamas and I'll come back. Promise!" I declared as I began to lift the nightie off.

"Oh no you don't," said Linda firmly, pulling my hands away from the nightie and letting it fall back in place. "To-

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