Alright then Your Hell Week is about to begin. Strip so I can attach your breasts.
Meekly Jon removed the fairy costume, it was ironic, only a few minutes ago, this was the last thing he wanted to wear, now he wanted more than anything to keep it on.
Jon stood before his "Big Sis" The Drill Sergeant (DS from now on for shortness) in the nude, she applied a liquid to his chest and then pressed two large blobs firmly to his chest, she held them for a minute.
After they were bonded to his skin, she let them drop, the weight was impressive, as Jon nearly stumbled forward.
The DS was holding two more shots of the same stuff from earlier, "Pound them"
Jon quickly did as he was told. Afterward he felt incredibly warm, he had been tipsy from the last two, he didn't know how much longer it would last.
She handed him a black leather skirt, reminding Jon that he was not allowed underwear as part of his training. It only to mid thigh, making it that much more difficult to go commando in. Next was a tube top, that stayed on him just by hanging on his breasts, The DS gave him two more shots, which he downed.
After that the rest of the experience was kind of a blur, he remembered getting some really high heels, and since he could barely walk straight at this point anyways, just made it worse, she had him sit down and she put a bunch of makeup on his face, telling him he would learn all this tomorrow, tonight was the pledge initiation dinner so she didn't have time to teach him that now.
She had him stand up, then she caught him when he nearly fell over. She said
"don't worry all the other pledges are just as drunk as you are." She chuckled
