"Wait, wait, are you okay? You seem tense, babe." Sabrina asked. Freaked out for her friend and I hope me having to hide as a girl in front of my sister. I do agree that Madison seems tense though. I mean I know she's still dealing with her parents divorce but this isn't that. This seems ....different.
"Yeah, yeah just, Sam and I broke up." Madison says with both tears and fire in her eyes. Walking into Sabrina's closet.
Wait, Sam? Who the fuck is Sam? I haven't heard of any Sam.
"What! Honey, no I'm so sorry. How did it happen?"
From behind the closet door she exclaims, "I don't know. Like everything was going perfect . You know. Like we were in our spot, eating McDonald's , talking, laughing , it was perfect and then.... we just got into this stupid fight and I need to go out." She exits the closet wearing 6 inch pink heels, and the tiniest black dress I've ever seen in my life. Fabric barely covering her ass and no straps over her shoulders. I've never seen her like this before. This isn't a boy, what the fuck is with her?
Trying my best girl voice, I investigate, "I'm sorry- Molly? I'm sorry, who's Sam?" I say, with each word adding more and more fear to the idea that I'm going to get caught.
"Oh , well actually it's Madison , and Sam is my- ... was my boyfriend. He was a tight end from Metroville. We've been going out for over 2 years now and ...yeah, I don't even know how to...." Each new detail about "Sam" has me more and more certain this is a lie, but so damn confused as to why we're lying to begin with. Madison hates football players, unless they are a bookworm who does theater and are a cinephile then I DOUBT that she dated a football player. And she HATES going out of town. She's an awful driver and she has Life360 on her phone so I know for a fact there is no way she'd be going to metroville so often and I'd never notice. What the fuck.
"Wait, I'm sorry your Ben's friend? How did you two meet? Actually wait a minute, where is Ben?"
Oh fucknuts. Where would I be? I mean I have no friends, broke, parents are gone, she knows I have my homework complete. Where the fuck could I be?
Sabrina, done from changing into her skimpy black dress rushes to cover for me, "Oh actually Ben is down the hall hanging out with my brother! I think they're playing ... something i don't know what teenage boys do together but they're fine I just checked on him." Damn she's good liar. I give her a look telling her I owe her my life and she sneakily gives me a wink."
"Oh really? Your brother? Mean no offense to him just Ben's little bit more sensitive I didn't think they would get along ever. But why aren't you with Ben, Bianca, right?" She says, easing up little more but still not on board. I love that she's at least curious about my safety , life, and whereabouts but why does it have to on full display AT THIS MOMENT!
"Yes, my name is" I gulp, why did she have to give me such a strippery name. "...Bianca. This is little embarrassing but I like Ben a little bit. I know Sabrina cause she works in the schools office so she showed me around for my first day today. I confessed I had a crush on Ben when I saw him in English. He doesn't no im here I don't think, she's just telling me about him and we're just hanging out." Holy shit... im a good liar also. Motherfucker, look at us, pretty little liars ain't got shit on us.
I see her blush at excitement. "Are you joking!! Omg that's amazing! Ben hadn't had a girlfriend in fo-" she stops herself from revealing I never had a girlfriend to myself, god this day is so fucking weird. She starts again, "he's a really sweet boy. You'll really like him. But why are you in a full set of lingerie again?"
Sabrina chimes in, "oh she's just changing. I was trying to find a lbd for Bianca for Johnson's party."
"Oh great, well you can carpool with us then cause that's where we're going."
Me and Sabrina both say in sync, "wait, what?"
Sabrina, "when you said 'go out' I thought you meant the club"
Yes , yes , yes . Make her go to the club!! She'll be out for a bit . I can change into boy clothes. And then maybe go to Sabrina's brothers to get my alibi. I'm soooo close. Please go to the club. Don't make me go to the party. There's no way my makeup is strong enough to survive a high school party. People will know it's me. Go to the club. Yes yes yes.
"No, no, no, no, no.... I'm not going to a club for a chance of getting picked up. Going to Johnson's party I KNOW guys will want me. They've been trying to get me to cheat on Sam , send nudes, flirt , since I've gotten with Sam. They will literally pull their pants down once I step in that house. Us three ladies are gonna go to Johnson's party, get fucked up and get some cock. So Bianca put on a little black dress and let's fucking goooo!!!"
Goddammit
10 MINUTES LATER
"Bianca, are you done yet?? Bitch you been in there for 10 minutes now!" Madison yells at me. her poor little stepbrother, putting on the most slutty black dress known to mankind. One inch less my ass would be exploding its way into it. This makes me more self-conscious considering I have no boobs.
"get the fuck out here rn or i'm barging in"
"NO!" I jump out of the closet. My booty violently bouncing as the dress barely can contain my urgent anxiety of my step sister seeing me in this.
"I am so sorry I take all of that back. holy shit. GOD DAMN!" madison preaches. "like give us a twirl. girl. pop off!"
I have to act normal. I have to act like this was my original intention. to go to the party to hook up with guys. That is my cover. So I obey and I twirl around in my little black dress as Madisons eyes roll out like a cartoon and she inpromtly spanks my ass. "You definetly gonna get some dick tonight girl. god DAMN." she starts laughing and to not make her uncomfterbale and curious of me I laugh back, even though I'm crying like a motherfucker inside and Sabrina can tell and puts a stop to it.
"hey maddy, can you start the car real quick. I'm gonna help Bianca with something."
Madison can definetly tell that something is off. She raises an eyebrow but thinks nothing of it and obeys. Leaving me and Sabrina to talk about what the fuck is going on.
"Did she smack your ass?"
"Yes! What the fuck?! Is she drunk or something?"
"Doesn't smell like it but has to be . Never in our 17 years of friendship has she smacked my ass or drooled over my looks or anybody's looks for that matter. Im sorry that I got you wrapped in this. She never wants to go to those parties so I thought it was the perfect cover and -" I interrupt her apology.
"It's okay. It would have been the perfect cover. Something's not right."
"You don't have to go if you don't want to. You can be sick, parents can call you, got your period, fucking anything."
As much as I would love that, I need to know what's going on. I wish I wasn't in a chasity cage, lingerie and a black dress all glammed up but... if she's this emotionally unstable, this desperate for some booze and makeup sex, I have to make sure she's at least okay. So I tell Sabrina that and she just gives me a hug and tells me how good of a brother I am. Never in a million years would I think that my best friend would be the cheerleading captain that gives me drag makeovers but here we are.
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Becoming the Schools Sissy Slut
General FictionBen was just an ordinary high-schooler, until one humiliating incident after another, causes him to be in multiple blackmailing schemes all centered around him. forcing him to be who he was really and truly meant to be. Whether he agrees with it or...