At a downtown club, Ron Sheets scoped out more women.

Ron was a small man, not stature, but in mind. He thought of women as being put here on earth to please men, or more importantly please him.

He had a common saying, "Sheets, Ron Sheets and that's where I like them". If a woman wasn't worth fucking, then she wasn't worth anything.

Ron would work on getting a woman Friday night, if he didn't get one, he would get one on Saturday night. If by midnight on Saturday he wasn't on his way home with a woman, he was shortly thereafter. He use a tiny bit of "XXX", Triple X was the newest in 'Date Rape' drugs. When the woman started to feel funny, he would step in and take her home.

He had done it dozens of times. After he had had his way, he would drop the woman off in a neighborhood a few miles from his home.

He had had a few close calls. Several times, the women had fought back or he was stopped by the police before or after dropping the women off. However, he had never been caught. The police only took him in for questioning once, and that had been months ago.

This Saturday night a blonde sat at the bar, by herself. The kind of blonde that looked like she was looking for someone. The kind that looked like she might be looking to take someone home. The kind of woman he could have his way with, if he wanted.

He walked up to her.

"You look like you're looking for someone."

"Ya,"

"You look like you might be looking for someone to buy you a drink."

"Ya, O.K."

"What are you having, Miss?"

"I'll try a Rum and Coke"

"Bartender get Miss…", he looked at the woman again.

"Oh, Mary."

"Bartender, get my friend Mary here a rum and coke."

"Coming right up, Ron."

"Oh, I guess you're a regular here.", Mary said

"Ya, I hang out here a few times a week.", Ron responded.

"You from around here?"

"No just passing through. I was in town for my sister's funeral"

"Oh, that’s too bad. Are you staying long."

"Ya, it's too bad she was a wonderful person, but I'll be here until I get some of her business finished up."

Soon their drinks showed up.

Ron positioned himself so she was between him and the TV bar. A football game was deep into the fourth quarter.

"Who do you like?"

"Huh?" Mary said.

"Who do you like in the game?", Ron repeated.

"I don't know. I don't even know who is playing.", she said, turning to TV looking to figure out who was playing.

At this point Ron started step 1 of his Saturday night plans.

"I don't know. I guess I like the Panthers, I like their uniforms."

Woman are so stupid thought Ron.  Liking a team for their uniforms, that was liking a car only for its color..

Soon Mary finished the last part of her drink.

"I need to use the ladies room, it was nice meeting you Ron.  Thanks for the drink."

Not only was this woman stupid, she was also a cheat.  She had taken his drink, knowing she would not be paying him back for it. Well, he would get his soon enough.

"Nice meeting you Mary."

She walked away and headed for the bathroom.

Ron continued to watch the game for a few minutes.  Then he walked over to the woman's restroom, step 2.

Mary came out a few minute later. She really didn't look very good.

She moaned a bit.

"Mary, you don't look very good. I think you need to go home."

He put her hand around his waist and walked her out with him.

She was in no condition to argue or fight, she was barely keeping her feet going.

Once outside, they headed for his car.

They drove off to a deserted spot.

He got out of the car and walked around to the passenger side.

Mary lay there, her body position just inviting Ron.  He pulled her skirt up, her hose clad legs gave way to his target.

The back seat would work better.

He pulled her out and threw her body over his shoulder.

He moved to the rear door and laid her in the back seat. With in a few moments, he joined her there.

They arrived at a small home in the local working class neighborhood. It was dark and the street deserted.  No one would see them as they entered the home.

Once inside she turned on the light. If one could have seen them now, one would have noticed it was now the woman, who was clearly in control. She lugged his body into the master bedroom. She sat him in a chair just inside the bedroom.

Another woman laid sleeping in the bed. An empty glass of water and sleeping pill box sat on the night stand. She continued to sleep while Mary continued her work.

Mary unbuckled Ron's belt and undid his pants, pulling them down to his knees.

"Well Ron. I'm getting ready to leave now, I'm almost finished with the last of my sister's business. "

"Huh", Ron moaned, not fully aware of where he was or what was happening.

Mary tore her clothes from her body. She scattered them from the front door to the bedroom. 

Returning to the bedroom, "Ron?", she slapped him to get his attention as to what was going on.  "Is this what you want?".

Ron could see her, but he was still a bit to groggy to move.

She removed her bra right in front of him, revealing the fact that her breasts had been well padded. She was not the well endowed woman she had appeared to be.  She was, in fact, very flat chested.  A bit of cleavage makeup looked strangely out of place now with her missing breasts.

Now she slip off her pantyhose, Ron was surprised to see her slightly hairy legs, This woman obviously didn't shave her legs.  Her pantyhose's had given her the very nice looking legs, he had seen earlier.

Next came her panty brief, as she slid this garment off. Her short middle leg fell out, this woman was not a female at all, she was a male.

Now the facts of what was going on, were starting to caught up with Ron.  He was about to be fucked by some gay guy, he suddenly realized.  Ron was right, but not the way he thought.

Ron had a sick feeling in his stomach, the drugs Mary had given him had nothing to do with it.

Mary, or the guy who called himself Mary, reached up and pinched the skin near his neck. Pulling on it, her skin began to tear away. Within a moment her soft and feminine features gave way to a very angular male face. Her beauty blonde hair followed soon after, being replaced with a short crew cut. The woman was not a woman at all anymore.

"Ron, I think you picked the wrong woman to fuck tonight.", the guy said.

'Oh, god', thought Ron. 'Some fagot is going to have his way with me and there is nothing I can do about.'

"Ron, you should have known that one of your women would have a brother who would not left you get away with this.", the guy said and then left the room.

Ron lay there in the bedroom chair.  He knew the guy would be coming back.  In fact, he knew the guy would be coming back to come in him.  The fear and terror of this to Ron, made him start to cry.  

Out in the hallway, the guy formerly known as Mary, got dressed in his male clothes and walked to the kitchen.

He picked up the phone with a towel and dialed 911.

"A man has broken into my house.", he said in Mary's voice, then he hung up before the dispatcher could say anything else.

His business for his sister Mary was done, it was time to go.

A few hours later, while driving on a long stretch highway somewhere in the Midwest, a news report came on the radio.

"Early this morning police in Denver shot and killed a home intruder believed to be the 'Date Drug Rapist'. The man identified as Ronald Sheets had broken into a home sometime around midnight. The woman was able to call 911. Officers responding to the call shot and kill him. One of the officers at the site lived in the home and it was his wife that was the target of the attack. The woman, who doesn't remember anything of the attack, is fine and did not require hospitalization.

Police have been searching for another woman, who was seen with the intruder earlier in the evening.  Her whereabouts...", I turned the radio off.

I knew when Ron Sheets tried to fuck me, he had finally fucked with the wrong woman.

The End

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