" Ohh, sehr sch?n. K?nnen wir das gleich probieren?" "Gern." Damit verschwand er und kam mit einem massiven Metallgestellwieder. "Ich denke, ich f?hre...es ihnen direkt an dem gl?cklichen Erbenvor." Ich musste mich auf alle Viere begeben und meinen Kopf und meine H?ndedann in eine Art Pranger stecken. Der wurde dann abgeschlossen und sogarmit einem Schloss gesichert.Das Ganze war mitten im Verkaufsraum geschehen und die wenigen Kundenscharrten sich jetzt um uns und schauten begierig zu.Von der. She grinned as she looked at the clipboard in her hands. "So you are Lady in Waiting hmm?" "W-w-why am I here?" Well that's simple. You violated the Fictionmania policy, and therefore you have been brought here to be dealt with." Dealt with....what do you mean?" You didn't read the fine print I take it." What fine print?" I asked.She laughed and then showed me a printout of the Fictionmania enter page. She then took the clipboard and read it aloud to me. "Anyone who violates the Fictionmania. He has a desire of living as a girl. Whenever he gets time to spend at home alone he used to wear his mom’s sarees and ornaments. He even fantasized about having sex with his mom. Kiran was having their college arts festival on that day and he stayed at home as his mom and dad were going for a marriage on the same day. Kiran planned to do some make up also that day. He managed to obtain a wig from their friends who went to buy the costumes for drama. In fact at the shop he ordered one more wig. "Not again," I groaned to no one in particular as I rushed to thetoilet. Holding my hair in a makeshift pony tail with my right hand, Iproceeded to involuntarily purge the remnants of last night's dinnerfrom my body. Once the wave had passed, I stood up and washed my mouthout. "I need to get some mints and put them in the bathroom," I thoughtidly, turning on the shower.Thus the routine began. Shower. Shave (potentially). Bra and panties(simple white cotton again today). Hair, which was a.