This is a new 4 part story to build on my Pink n Prissy Collective. The rest of this series is on my index page
“I think this one is nearly ready for the pledge!” Charlotte announced folding her arms. The subject of her proclamation was Hunter, who hours earlier had been stuffed into a latex French maid costume and shoved in a closet in the shared area of the Pink n Prissy House. The boy had just been delivering pizza ads and the Collective's tech wizard, Terri had spotted him through the doorbell camera. Never ones to pass up a chance to feminise an unsuspecting boy, the group of girls had grabbed him and pulled him inside. Josie, the Pink n Prissy Collective's leader, as well as their muscle, had held him down while her comrades frantically tore Hunter's clothing away before waxing and painting him into an overwhelmed glossy mess. Hours later, he was their latest trophy, stewing in his new panties, waiting to be inducted into the Pink n Prissy hall of fame.
“Do you think he is broken enough, yet?” Cassie called over. She was the group's innocent faced assassin. As sweet as she looked she had an arsenal of toys for breaking down boys and was also a master, or should we say mistress, manipulator. “I know he's been in there hours, and that rubber dress does look super uncomfortable, but I have ways to make him squeal!” She stared the boy in the face and licked her lips like a kitten.
“No, Cassie. I don't think we need your buttplug right now...” Charlotte shook her head and then grinned broadly at her blushing friend. “Besides, this isn't just Hunter's pledge. This is for Grace too.” She nodded to the fifth member of the Pink n Prissy Collective, who was bundled up in a massive oversized hoodie and looking almost as vulnerable as the boy in the closet. “This is the first one since we got Grace back from that bitch, Kirsten. This is her first steps to recovery!”
“You know what doesn't seem fair?” Cassie sighed. “Emi took care of Kirsten for us – she is now some kind of OnlyFemmes plaything...and even Stephanie is whoring it up every weekend in biker bars. But that dweeb, Brent, Kirsten's brother is the one that started this whole thing...the reason Kirsten did what she did to Grace, and he has got away with it pretty much scott-free. We don't even know where is he? He got away with it and there's nothing we can do...”
“Maybe there is...” Terri smiled, pulling out her tab. She opened an app and angled the screen so that Grace could see it was OnlyFemmes. “This is a community page. It is where we communicate with like minded individuals.” Grace could see she was scrolling through a list of usernames in alphabetical order – Aiko<3, Alice@Law, Anna_ownsJ&R, Artist(Inactive), AzaleaBN, Bunnimacher(Inactive), CassiePnP, CharlottePnP, CLAIREbrody, drlilith... Finally she reached EmiTheShark and opened a DM. “If anyone can find Brent, it is Emi. I would just hate to be in his heels when she does... Now we have pledge to be getting on with...”
“Come on, you!” Commanded Charlotte leading Hunter from the closet by his chin and giving him a firm swat across his latex covered butt with her free hand. She pushed the broken boy to his knees as the other girls crowded around, camera-phones in hand. “Repeat after me, 'Once a boy...'”
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