The Drill Sergeant helped him totter down the hallway, he was very drunk at this point and this was exacerbated by his way too tall heels and no practice.
The Drill Sergeant practically had to drag him into a large room, and had him sit down.
He remembered talking to the other pledges they were all very nice to him and supported him, they knew he had it the hardest of them all.
The rest of the night was forgotten as Dinner started the pledges were ordered to pound two more shots.
The next morning Jon found himself in a bed in a foreign room, in the bed next to him was the first girl he had met while here, The Cheerleader Cindy was her name.
Cindy rolled over, and opened her eyes
"ughh... Morning Jon... I've got the worst hangover."
"You're telling me, I wake up hungover, still in girl's clothes, makeup and glitter on me, and to top it off I've got breasts."
"I think we've already agreed you have it worst Jon, just let me complain a bit." she laughed, so did Jon.
Cindy got up and changed clothes, with her back to Jon of course "lucky," Jon thought "she has way more choices of clothing.
On the other side of the room, was a closet labeled Jon, rooting through it, he could only find a few pairs of clothes, only mini-skirts of course, no panties of any sort, sexy bras and skimpy tops.
Jon chose the longest skirt there, brown with ruffled layers, a white lace bra and grey tank-top that didn't even cover his belly button.
for shoes he had two choice, the 6 inch stiletto heels he had on yesterday, knee high boots with the same heel, he chose the stilettos.
He asked Cindy if she could redo his makeup in the fifteen minutes they had before needing to meet in the common room, Cindy obliged, though she left the silver glittery nail polish from yesterday because their wasn't enough time to redo his nails.
with only five minutes to go Jon looked in the mirror, a pale face with rosy red cheeks dark red lips, green eyeshadow, and mascara looked back at him.
"Day 2" he thought.
