"Fuck you...Let..me..go.." gasped Star fighting hard to keep her blue eyes open as the gas made her dizzier and sleepier with each passing second. "Th...s'll tame you!" snarled another thug.On came the mask again..and Star had no choice but to inhale more of the potent sleep gas into her lungs as the valve on the cylinder was opened..pumping more gas into them. "He's so fuckingright...Ohhhhhh...Gas..too strong...weakened by tickling...Uuuhhhh...They have..fucking got me..." moaned Star into the. That was what made this night special. She held her fake I.D. in her hand and kept looking down at it in disbelief. She was well known to be a campus slut, but at a party last weekend she had really been able to get lucky with it. Some drunk rich kid had bet that she wouldn't do what she was about to do. He had got the fake I.D. taken care of for her and was already inside the club waiting for her. Him and a few other people would be ready with video cameras to see if she would go through with. Part-II Another Arab beauty called Rohana, who introduced herself as the head slave came and unchained my feet. Then using the chain linked to my wrists chained in front of me she led me to the slave quarters. Here my transformation began. I was bound to a chair and another lady began painting my nails. She painted my fingernails and toe nails a bright red color. Then she proceeded to apply make up on my face. The blushon was put; the eye make up done and my lips matched my nails in a deep red. She said in a calm voice with her eyes still closed, her body facing the sun. Yeah I guess youre right, like always i replied, with a smile on my face as I was taking off the boxers. By the time I had taken them off, my penis had grown to its fullest extent. I was now standing fully naked next to my mother, with a raging boner. My cock was leaking precum, only about 3 feet away from my mother. It was surreal, like in one of my many fantasies that I would dream about every day. I pulled myself.