"Okay girls! It's time for dress up!" The girls all giggled. That grabbed your attention. With a bit of a wince, you suddenly feel uncomfortable being the only boy there. Dress up isn't something boys play. Maybe you could suggest to play something else. Perhaps if they were kind enough to invite you, they'd be kind enough to reconsider their arrangements for you. Then again, they knew you were coming. Maybe they just thought you wouldn't mind?
"Um-" You began to speak but before you were even given a chance to protest you're suddenly tackled from all sides by 5 girls! This made you reel back in total shock and land hard on your back with your head banging against the carpet. The position you're in now was completely and totally vulnerable and you suddenly felt a pillar of fear and some annoyance rise up within you.
"H-Hey! Let go!" You outright demanded. This demand was met with but simple laughter.
"Sorry but you're our dress up doll." One girl said while removed you shoes. Dress up doll. Did she say doll. W-wait a minute! You look to see her removing your socks next, baring your feet to the cool air. And then she began unzipping your pants! You blush and panic at the same time as the realization of a life-time hits you full force! All girls sleepovers were traps!
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