Dormless

Friday - 7PM - The University Bar

Shuffling the cards drunkenly, Sam carelessly cut the pack and rapidly dealt one to each of his friends.  They came to a halt on the sticky beer encrusted table top and Tom, Mike and Dan each nervously picked one up.

They were in the University bar on a Friday night and it was pretty dead.  The four friends all shared a dorm, but unfortunately were out of cash - so whilst everyone else went out and partied in the city - they were at the cheapest bar they could find, trying to eke out their drinks and amuse themselves slightly.

It was Sam who had found the box of cards hidden amongst a stack of boardgames and interestedly pulled them out.  "Role-With-It: University Edition.  An 18+ role playing game.  Pick a card and assume a stereotypical university character.  Fool another person into thinking you're actually your character to win."

"Hey you idiot," complained Tom as he looked at his card.  "This game must be for girls, my card is for a female character."

"Yeah mine too," whined Mike.

"Me three," completed Dan.

Sam shrugged.  "So... we're only messing about.  What kind of characters did you get anyway?"

Tom blushed and turned his card over.  "You are Harlow.  She is the bitchiest girl at University, the one that is always bossing the other girls around. She is leader of the pack, the mean girl who gets what she wants. She always dresses in the most expensive fashion and uses boys as human ATM's to get what she wants.  She loves to fuck hot boys and cheat on her boyfriends."

Mike flipped his card, "You are Harmony.  She is Harlow's best friend and a complete ditzy dumbo.  She loves to have fun and is obsessed with pink. She's giggly, silly and a total boy tease.  She lives to be ultra-feminine and is never away from her mobile phone and her social media accounts."

Nervously Dan turned over the final card.  "You are Ava.  She's the biggest slut at University and lives to get fucked.  She does all her thinking with her pussy which is the tightest on campus.  Boys will do anything to creampie her perfect pussy and she loves to hook up with the hottest men around and act like a whore at all times.  She gives the best blowjobs and is a budding size-queen."

"Fucking hell," snorted Sam.  "Who wrote these cards?  That's filthy and perverted!"

"Thank God we're not actually playing this game," laughed Dan.  "If we were girls, we'd have to dress up and try to act like those characters - we'd be total skanks and bitches!"

"They do sound kinda hot though," smiled Tom.  "If I had to become a girl, being a bossy, dominant, blonde bitch sounds quite fun."

"Whatever," laughed Mike. "Being a ditsy dumb tease would be even better, I definitely got the best character."

"You're both wrong," smirked Dan. "Can you imagine how good it would feel to be the biggest slut on campus, getting fucked by massive cocks and always being the centre of attention?"

Sam shifted uncomfortably.  The conversation had taken a weird turn and he was suddenly aware his friends were acting... kind of weird.  Why were they talking as if they ACTUALLY wanted to role play these characters.  They were even squabbling about it!

"Guys, cool it will you?  It was just a dumb game, and we can't even play it anyway.  Look,  we're out of money.  Lets head back to the dorm and watch some TV."

The three boys seemed to snap out of their daze, and standing up, they all left to go together back to the dorm.

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As soon as they entered the dorm, the boys realised something was wrong.

"What the fuck?  Where's all our stuff gone?"

The previously masculine room was now clearly feminine.  Three beds lay dotted around the room with girly cushions on top.  Female clothing hung from racks or was draped over chairs and everything was different.  All the boys personal belongings were completely gone.

Going over to where his bed was supposed to be, Tom clapped slowly as the light of dawning realisation grew in his eyes. "Sam... I gotta hand it to you.  This is the best practical joke ever.  I don't know how you got someone to come into our room to move all our stuff and replace it with this, but it's a great gag.  I suppose this is 'Harlow's' gear right?"

Sam shook his head in astonishment.  "No... no. This isn't right. I haven't done this."

"Oh yeah sure," grinned Tom. "First you make us pick out girl characters from your game, then we come up here and find clothes, makeup and items that would belong to those characters in our dorm. Pretty clever."

"No, guys.  Seriously.  This isn't possible. We have to go get help, I don't understand what's happening here."

Tom had picked up a blonde wig from the bed.  "I suppose we're supposed to dress up like girls as part of your stupid joke.  I'm guessing this is meant to be Harlow's hair."  Grinning he slid the wig on and adjusted it into place.  It looked shockingly realistic as it settled on his head and he shook it back.

Affecting a deliberately high pitched voice, Tom giggled and said "Is this what you wanted to see... baby?"

"Hey, we've got wigs too," laughed Dan and Mike as they slid theirs onto their heads and adjusted them. All three of them now had very realistic looking blonde hair.

Reaching up to remove the wig, Tom tugged and frowned. "Hey, it won't come off."  Without even realising it, he was still affecting a higher pitched voice, only now it sounded somehow more natural and realistic. 

"OMG, my hair feels real!" gasped Dan as he stroked it in wonder.  "How is this possible?"

"I don't know," giggled Mike "but I was also messing about with these fake nails and they're like totally just stuck to my fingers too."  He held up his hands to show that somehow he'd managed to attach a set of pink nails to his fingers. "Hey Tom, what's like with the bellybutton ring?"

Tom was looking guiltily down at his tummy, where he'd just slipped in a sexy metal piercing that winked sluttily from his tummy.  "I don't like know... I just had this urge to like try it."

"Why are you like talking like that?" giggled Mike as he put his painted nails to his mouth and laughed.

"I don't know bitch," smirked Tom, "Why are you like talking like that?"

All three of them had adopted a higher pitched, softer voice and were dropping slang words into everything they said.  

Whilst Mike and Tom had been arguing, Dan had been stood by the mirror and he suddenly turned round.  Everyone gasped as a pretty feminine face looked back at them... the makeup brush still in Dan's hands.  "I just like totally had to try this makeup and it looks great.  Boys, you gotta try this."

"No... no guys... stop," shouted Sam as he realised something was very wrong - but his friends just ignored him.

"Yeah, makeup would be good," laughed Tom.  "And we've just got to try on some of these clothes."

The boys began to strip off their outfits and Sam watched incredulously as they began to struggle into the feminine outfits laid out on each bed.  Soft crackles filled the air, with little hums of pleasure as each boy put on clothing, or did his makeup, or squirted his body with perfume.

Soft aaaaah's and moans of pleasure escaped from the boys as their bodies began to change.  Sam watched in horror as they grew smaller, slimmer... the skin soft and hairless.  As each boy pulled female underwear into place, the bulges in their pants retracted and their chest swelled up with boobies. Shaking out their long blonde hair, and smacking their pink lips together to activate their lipstick... three very hot looking girls had now completely replaced the space where moments before his friends had stood.

"Hey Harlow, I feel amazing," giggled Harmony as she admired her pretty pink nails and giggled like the dumb ditz she was. 

"Yeah - well of course you do. We're the hottest bitches on campus," smirked Harlow as she stretched confidently and pulling up her knee socks looked round their dorm room. "We have the best style."

"Hehe, and we have the tightest pussies," grinned Ava as she rubbed at herself and moaned hotly. "Are we gonna get some cock tonight?"

"Damn Ava, is fucking all you think about?" sighed Harlow as she admired herself in the mirror.

"Mmmmh, pretty much," smirked the sexy blonde nympho excitedly.

Suddenly all three girls stopped and turned to look at Sam.

"Hey, what the fuck is this boy doing in our room?"

Harlow frowned.  "I can't remember. It feels like he was here for a reason. Were we playing some sort of game or something?"

Sam gibbered as he realised his three friends now believed themselves to be the characters they had chosen earlier on in the bar.  Harlow, Harmony and Ava had come to life before his very eyes.  

"Guys, you have to remember.  This isn't the real you.  You're not girls, you're guys.  Maybe if you can remember this will reverse and you'll turn back to normal. Holy shit - I never wanted this to happen, I'm so sorry we played that stupid game."

Harlow moved forward and laughed at him. "What the fuck are you talking about? Hey, you're Sam - that fucking loser who has no friends and is always drinking in the bar.  Get the fuck out of our dorm room loser, or I'll call security.  You're so pathetic, even Ava wouldn't fuck you."

Ava laughed, "I'd give him a pity blowjob - but even I'm not in the mood.  We need a real man in here."

"Ummmm, like get out of here," giggled Harmony.  "Ummm, why does he have to leave again?"

"Because he's a boy and he doesn't belong in our dorm," snapped Harlow as she rolled her eyes at her ditzy friend.  "Now are you going to leave, or do I have to kick your ass?"

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Staggering out into the corridor, Sam heard the dorm room door slam behind him and the lock click. Dazed he staggered away, realising he had no idea where he was supposed to go, or what he was going to do.  His friends had become different people and they seemingly didn't remember what had happened to them.

Getting out his phone, he scrolled through his contacts and was horrified to see that none of them were in his phone.  It was like Dan, Tom and Mike didn't exist anymore.  Running down to the bar, he desperately began to ask people if they knew who his friends were - but no one did.  It was like they'd been erased from history and he was the only one who remembered.  Maybe because he'd dealt the cards or something.

Running to the boardgames, Sam began searching for the Role-With-It box.  Maybe there was a way to reverse all this.

To his horror, the game wasn't there.

He had lost the game and he had lost his friends.

He was totally dormless.

THE END