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