SRU: The Initiates
10/22/99
By Robyn
The old man looked hard at his new arrivals. They were beautiful, all five of
them. Each of them had their own unique role to play in the life to come and
each adorned the maniquen in such elegance that the old man had to wipe a
tear from his eye from the joy of it all.
"It is really great you all did what you did. I was wondering what I was
going to have to clothe my new maniquen in." The old man picked up the bra
and panties and went to work dressing the new window maniquen. Next
came the shoes, the gloves, and finally the elegant 1920's hat, with its
peculiar tint to it. "Ahh...the Titanic fans will just die over you, my beauty. I
wonder who will be my lucky customer." Satisfied, the old man put the
maniquen center in his store window and went back to work.
* * * * * * * * * *
Joe Baker and his four friends awaited the ruling that would decide their
fates. As Freshman initiates in the most prestigeous and famous frat on
campus, no one had to tell them how important this day was in their young
lives. "You see, young ones. Phi Beta Alpha is not just any fraternity. Were
the best fraternity. Our initiates go through the most rigerous training that any
frat requires." Fredrick Hillton stood pacing before Joe and his friends.
Fredrick was the president, four years running, of the Phi Beta Alpha crowd,
and as president, he had made it his sole responsibility to weed out the less
abled from the crowd. "I do not mean to initimidate you or anything, but I
want you to know that this training will be nothing like you've ever done or
experienced in your life. Any questions""
The four boys were silent. Fredrick smiled. "Excellent. For starters, here's
what I want you to do. Your first task, gentlemen, is to find and retrieve a
single piece of female clothing. You may not buy it, you may not borrow it,
you must steal it. One for each of you. To complicate things further, you
must retrieve a unique article that no one has. So, the four of you cannot
come back with just panties. Furthermore, once you have retrieved your
unique item, you must come to school wearing in full view your item for all
to see. At the end of the day, I will decide which of you have passed and
therefore are members of Phi Beta Alpha. Any questions""
Joe looked nervously at his friends. David, his best friend, looked energized
by the proposal while Bret stared sheepishly at the ground. Kyle looked
puzzled, while Clint just stared forward. What a crew to work with, Joe said.
Could we ever finish this" "With no questions aparant, gentlement, I suggest
you get to work. The stores are waiting..."
* * * * * * * * * * *
Joe and the rest of the crew had walked from store to store in their small town
mall. Every store they entered seemed to have some elaborate security system
that would make it impossible for them to snatch anything. "It's hopeless,
guys," Bret said, slugging behind. "Let's go home."
David looked upset. "Look, I didn't come to California for the fun of it. I
came to have a fucking good time and by God I will have a fucking good time
here. Phi Beta Alpha is the party on campus and I won't be a idiot passing up
my chance for a membership there." David looked away, frightened. Joe
slapped David on the back.
"Don't worry buddy. We'll find something. There's got to be some girl store
around here that's just itching to be ripped off."
"Say what about that one"" Clint said, pointing forward. On their right was a
store front. It read in bold letters "Spells-R-Us". In the front window sat a
maniquen, in five unique pieces of feminine clothing.
"That's perfect," David said, running forward.
"Perfect!"" Joe exclaimed. "How can that be perfect" Here we have a
maniquen in the store window no doubt and the manager or whoever he is,
right there. Come on, give me a break!"
"No, it's great!" Kyle said, speaking up now for the first time in hours.
"Look, Bret, Clint, and I can distract the clerk and the manager while Joe and
David hoist the goods. It will be perfect and will really show our devotion to
our frat. Imagine, how many other initiates every stole from a store front."
"I get your point," David exclaimed. "Come on, let's go!"
Bret, Clint, and Kyle ran ahead and into the store while David and Joe hung
back. Through the doorway, they could hear a conversation taking place.
"My, boys! How may I help you""
"We were just wanting to know if you have any of that cool gel we've seen
on tv here for sale." Kyle said.
"Cool gel... I'm not exactly sure what you're referring to."
"It's just like... umm... gosh I don't remember. Do you, Bret""
"No, Kyle. But you know, the commercial is on tv all the time. If you don't
mind, we could watch a little with you and show you what we mean."
"Why, boys, that's a marvelous idea. Come on upstairs with me and make
yourselves comfortable. I'm sure that commercial will be on shortly..."
The old man's voice faded in the distance and Joe and David winked at each
other. With frightning speed, the reached the maniquen and began stripping
and pocketing each clothing piece. In a matter of minutes they were done, just
as the others were coming down.
"I'm really sorry, boys, but that gel is not something that I carry here in the
store. I can of course order it for you""
"No, thanks," Clint said suddenly, grabbing Kyle's hand. "We really have to
be going."
"Alright then, come back soon." The boys ran out, snickering all the way.
The old man looked solidly at his maniquen and smiled. "I wondered who
was going to be taking you home. I'm sure you all will be back soon."
* * * * * * * * * * *
Joe, David, and the rest of the Freshman roared with laughter outside the
store. "Did you see how he was clueless!"
"I must say, that tv idea was your best yet!"
"Yeah! I can't believe that we actually pulled it off."
"Now for the hard part gentlemen," David said officially. "Who gets what..."
For a moment, all four boys were silent. Then Joe said with as much
authority as he could muster. "I think David and I should get the panties and
the bra while the three of you sort out the rest."
"That's not fair," Kyle protested. "Why should you two get the sexy things
to wear while the three of us get these drab things."
"Look," Joe yelled. "Alright. Let's flip for it. Fair""
"Fair..." Kyle admitted.
It turned out that Joe and David did indeed get the bra and panties. While
Clint took the gloves and Bret took the shoes. Kyle got stuck with the hat.
"Okay, men," David said confidently, bra in hand, "I can't wait to see the
look on their faces when we tell them about this night!"
* * * * * * * * * * *
David picked up his books and trugdged to his next class. At least initiation
took place in fall. In the winter time, David would have frozen to death with
just his bra on. But here in fall it was only the occasional draft that sent
shivers down David's spine and, ironically, set his nipples on edge. He had
gone home with the bra that night, proud of his accomplishments, but as the
time neared to his big day out, David got nervous. At last this morning, in a
fit of determination, David put on the bra and gathered his things. It was a C
cup and loose fitting. At least that was a plus. He wouldn't have to worry
about anyone thinking he needed it!
As David walked out, he felt a peculiar itching sensation from his right breast
and then from his left. Peeling away the bra from his skin, he watched as a
large clump of hair fell to the ground at his feet. The hair looked like his chest
hair. And it was! Under the bra all his chest hair had somehow fallen out and
accumulated in his bra. Wiping his skin, he noticed now how smooth it was.
Fascinating. Nothing else was different. Just a large loss of hair in the area
the bra covered.
* * * * * * * * * * *
Kyle had actually hoped he would have gotten something sexier, more
revealing. Perhaps the bra or panties. After all, how else was a young upstart
Freshman suppose to win the praise of his brothers! But instead of getting
anything remotely feminine, he got stuck with the worst article of them all,
the hat! Growling to himself, he dressed that morning and went out wearing
the hat.
No one laughed or frowned at him, at least not as much as they laughed at
David or Joe. Everyone he noticed just rolled their eyes at him, pretending
not to even notice or care. Figures, Joe thought. After all, what dork gets
stuck wearing the hat when his friends are in bras and panties.
Come mid-day, however, Kyle did not mind as much. The hat kept the sun
out of his eyes and his atire kept his mind on his studies. Now as he sat in the
park, he only hoped that all of this would prepare him for the big test in his
next class. Then he saw him! Out of the corner of his eye, the best looking
man that he had ever layed eyes on sat at the bench. Kyle's books fell at his
side as he stared ever intensely at this perfect speciment of a man. He could
feel his blood boil and his pants swell. How could he be thinking these
thoughts, these evil thoughts, about a male. Ahh...but what a man to be
thinking about! Kyle sat and stared as the hours drummed past his most
important class.
* * * * * * * * * * *
Clint actually felt rather pleased he had been given the gloves. He had never
really wanted to be in the Fraternity in the first place. If it wasn't for his
insistant friends, he probably would have stayed out of their way altogether.
But it was his friends and their insistance that pushed him to consider this
party frat. So, at least he didn't have to wear the panties or the bra around
class. Just these annoying gloves wherever he went. They were actually
elegant as gloves went. They extended from the hand all the way up the
elbow, ending just below the shoulder. They could have been in any costume
room in the country, used for the Victorian plays they occasionally put on
there. But instead of being in a costume room they were on his hands today,
demonstrating to the whole world how desperate he was for a fraternity.
After class and before lunch, Clint noticed something strange. The edges of
the gloves where his fingers were were beginning to tear. Something was
pushing out from his fingers. Strange! He thought he had cut his fingernails,
but now it seems that he had been mistaken. Oh well... Not like he was going
to return the gloves or anything. Shrugging it off, Clint went about his day,
anxious for the evening...
* * * * * * * * * * *
Bret strutted around campus like a clown in high heel shoes. He had always
wanted to make a fool of himself and this dare gave him the perfect
opportunity. He tried to match the gate and stride of women he had seen in
the movies, but always ended up looking like a slut. For Bret, it was
Halloween all over again, a chance to dress up with little cares of what other
people thought.
Strutting into biology, Bret walked right in front of everyone, amid the hoots
and the hollars from his friends. He did like this and the attention brought a
smile from Marie in the back row. "I see you guys did it, huh" Boy you have
guts!" Guts! That's what they thought.
"Bret Nelson, in the back""
"Yes sir," Bret answered arrogantly.
"I see the Fraternities have you by the heel, so to speak. Even have you
painting your toenails red. Please just come here a little more formal next
time, Mr, Nelson."
"I will sir..." Red"! What was that about his toenails being red" Glacing
down, he saw that his toenails were indeed red and mostly very long. They
all looked carefully painted and pedicured, almost like a female's foot.
Fascinating! But if it added to the appearance, Clint wouldn't complain.
* * * * * * * * * * *
Joe awoke at noon with a massive errection. Try as he might as he rolled
around, he could not diminish it. He knew what this day must bring, and he
was quite nervous about it, but perhaps the idea also excited him as well.
Jumping out of bed with his penis still touching the sky, Joe grabbed the
panties and made his way for the bathroom. Luckily for him, unlike the
others, he had no classes on Mondays making this the perfect day to walk
around campus in nothing but a pair of panties. Of course he wasn't exactly
built to fit into them...but that was the fun of it. Sitting at the toilet, he put the
panties over his legs. Then standing up, he pulled them to his crotch and
adjusted his erection. The soft material felt strange against his penis. Joe
stared at himself in the mirror. Just your average Freshman in panties I
guess, he thought. What will the women think when they see this tall man
sticking out at them" What an advertisement! Grabbing his shirt and shoes,
he marched out the door.
The whistles began immediately as did the pain. He never thought his
erection would hurt so much, being bundled in this women's silk. He knew
he would have to get back to his room soon and change, but first the required
romp around campus. Joe smiled at his admirers, striking a pose. The guys
just laughed themselves back into their room. If they were in my position, he
thought, they would do this in a heartbeat. In just a few hours, he would be a
member of Phi Beta Alpha forever. What a privilage! He strolled around
campus, making his way into the library and back. The pain mounted more
severely then before as he felt his erection throb. The pain mounted all the
more and Joe knew that he would have to find a restroom soon to reduce the
pain if he was ever going to make it back to his room.
Entering the theatre, he found the nearest restroom and ran to the stall. As he
pulled down the panties, he noticed they were not as tight as before. His
erection had deminished, but the pain had not. Sitting down on the toilet, he
began a complete examination of himself. Everything seemed fine except...oh
my God! His penis was itself bright red. No more had it the brazen color of
flesh, but rather the hot red color of blood. As he watched in horror, his
penis slowly shrink inward toward his body. At first, he thought it was only
his erection deminishing, but no! His erection was harder than anything.
Something was physically shrinking his penis before his very eyes. He tried
to hold it in his hand, but each time, the red monster shrank out of his grasp.
Then suddenly, Joe felt himself hiccup. First once and then again. The
motion seemed to move throughout his entire body, focusing most strongly
at...oh no! Below his penis, Joe could no longer feel the hard testicles that
had once held his family seed. A flab of skin where they once resided was the
only thing left and even as his penis continued to shrink, Joe could feel this
took begin to pull up into his body. Joe could only guess now what the
outcome of this might be. And at that he began to cry.
* * * * * * * * * * *
Fredrick stood before the four boys with a large smile on his face. The four
looked down, puzzlement and confusion enwrapping their faces. "I must say,
I am most pleased with how you all have taken your initiation. I don't think I
have ever had a Freshman group as persistant and as devoted as you all are.
For that, I must say that you deserve my greatest praise."
Walking left to right, he observed his five initiates and then, ceremoneously
addressing each individually, he welcomed them into the Fraternity. "Bret,
you have performed marvelously. I cannot tell you how many comments I
have gotten about your performance today. Painting your toenails this
morning certainly earned you my respect, not to mention how you shaved
your legs for everyone to see. You are certainly a Phi Beta Alpha Brother!"
"David, I have seen many freshman wear bras to class in my time. I will tell
you this much now. I have never seen them wear them as you do. First, you
shaved your chest. That was something in itself. And so good that even I
cannot tell that you ever had chest hair. And now I see that you even bought
breast forms to stick into your bra, for if I'm not mistaken, it does appear
now that you have small breasts. Bravo! The only change I would make, my
brother, is to next time buy breast forms in the same size as your bra. But that
all does not matter now. Welcome, David. Welcome!"
"Kyle, you had by far the hardest article to pull off. Wearing a women's hat
on this campus may just get everyone thinking your gay. But you pulled this
off as your friends did. With your blonde wig sticking out just enough from
your hat to see and the marvelous job you did on your face. I would say that
you deserve a great honor. Come and join us, brother!"
"Clint, like Kyle, gloves are not so feminine as to be rediculed. But you too
pulled off this exercise with great skill. Painting your nails adds that special
touch beneith your gloves that ordinarily would not come. I think these
gloves lend themselves to the feminine rather well, though, for even in their
shape, they seem to mold you. So, welcome!"
"But...Joe! Of all your friends here, you are the greatest of them all. In
wearing those panties, you forced yourself into a whole different category. I
have seen men go out with huge hardon's wearing panties such as those. The
illusion is ruined. You look as though you bought something to hide your
manhood. For even this close to you, I cannot tell that you are a man. So, it
is with the greatest honor that I say to you. Welcome!!"
"Welcome! And to celebrate your initiation into this fraternity, it is with great
pleasure that I invite you to the party tonight in your honor. Come and enjoy!
In the mean time, you can check out your rooms upstairs. Phi Beta Alpha
members all live in the frat house, so go upstairs and take a look for
yourselves. I'm sure you will all be most pleased!"
As Fredrick turned to leave, Joe walked over to David. "I need to see you
upstairs, if I could," he whispered.
Turning to make sure that no one else was following him, the two walked
upstairs and into Joe's new room. A single bed lined the wall as did a full
closet. Joe shut the door. "What's up, Joe"" David asked.
"Have you noticed anything strange happening to you""
"Strange...what do you mean by strange," David said in a whisper.
"Strange, as in changes that have happened since yesterday."
"I don't know what you're talking about," David replied, moving for the
door.
"Wait!" Joe cried. "There's something I have to show you." As Joe pulled
down his panties, David gasped. "What is it""
"What is it" What do you mean, what is it" It looks just like my sister's."
"Is it real""
"Of course it is..."
"Can I touch it""
"Uh...I guess..."
David reached his hand forward to touch Joe's outer lip. Joe gasped as his
friend ran his hand up and down the fleshy crevise, rubbing the small bump
that had once been his penis. Joe closed his eyes and moaned. David stopped
and looked at his friend. "Something strange has been happening to us. It
happened to me too..."
Joe opened his eyes. "What do you mean""
"I mean this..." David reached up and pulled up his bra. Two small breasts
stared back at Joe. Joe's mouth widened. "What happened to you""
"Same thing that happened to you" One moment I was just fine, then it started
itching...then this! What should we do?"
Joe didn't answer. His eyes were on the large nipple erections that David had
sticking out from his chest. "Can I touch them?"
David grimised back, but eventually complied. Taking his finger, Joe gentlly
began to circle David's breasts. The nipple erected even more and David
gasped. "Oh my god! What a feeling!" But Joe did not stop as David had. He
continued to circle his friend's breast, first with his finger and then with his
tongue. Finally, he took the nipple in his mouth and began to suck ever so
softly on it. David could not contain himself. "This feels so good," he
moaned.
Joe moved himself beside his friend and with a free hand, guided his friend's
hand down to his new equipment. As Joe continued to suck, David's fingers
went to work, teasing Joe's outer lips and brushing his new clitoris. Joe felt
himself get wet as David's fingers began to probe even deeper into his body.
Joe moaned, a moan that was echoed by David as Joe continued with his
mouth firmly over David's new breasts.
With his mouth occupied, Joe went to work stipping David's pants from him.
David stopped. "What're you doing""
"Shhh... just trust me. Now lay down!"
David could do nothing but comply as Joe pulled his pants off and threw him
to the bed. The breast stimulation had obviously made some impact on him,
for David's erection stood tall, pushing his boxers out to their full extent. Joe
unconsciously licked his lips. "It seems you are already ready for me."
Pulling his boxers off, Joe threw his legs over to strattle David's large penis.
Positioning himself firmly over the erection, Joe slowly lowered himself
down until the whole of David filled him. A bright burst of pain not unlike
the bathroom pain almost broke him out of the mood he was in, but he
continued to push down on it as slowly the pain became pleasure. It felt so
strange being filled by someone, but for once in his whole life, Joe felt
whole. A sudden bucking motion from David brought him back to reality.
With his hands on David's breasts and his fingers playing with his nipples,
Joe rode his friend's penis. Harder and harder, faster and faster. There
seemed to be no stopping it. Both friends cried out in pleasure, but they were
not done. The tension in them both built higher and higher until neither one
could contain themselves. In a scream from David that seemed to shake the
walls, Joe felt a warm, wet mess enter him. As if on cue, his own orgasm
began. His new vaginal muscles clung tight to the penis, squeezing every last
drop of semen from his body. He heard a scream gather in his throat and he
let it out, long and hard. Just as the door to their new room suddenly
opened...
End of Part I
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