Adam 1 (new)

 When I was a freshman in high school my best friend Dani and I used to play tie up games. Nothing serious. Just our hands tied behind our backs or in front of us, usually with rope or long thin cloths, whatever we could get our hands on. Sometimes we used scarves if we were desperate. A sleeping mask for blindfolds. Duct tape or any kind of available tape for gags. Or cloths for cleave gags. 

It was fun while it lasted but as we got a little older, we stopped playing. We were still friends. And her bondage in interest didn't seem to go away. In fact she expressed a lot of interest in handcuffs and other bondage gear. But our bondage games stopped after our sophomore year.

Then our senior year came around and I wound up getting in serious trouble at the beginning of the school year. It happened outside of school so I wasn't in trouble with the school. I was in trouble with my parents. I won't get into all the details but they were furious with me. They wanted me gone. They actually wound up kicking me out of the house and I had to find a temporary place to live.

Dani's mom and sister were cool with me staying there. They had a guest room with an extra bed. And I was still able to attend school with Dani. And I got to spend more time with her which is what I secretly wanted.

But I screwed everything up the first week I was staying there. It was the weekend and Dani said she was going out for the day. Her mom wasn't around and neither was her sister Megan. I had always had an interest in women's clothing and when Dani left, I decided to try some of her stuff on.

I was in the process of trying on a pair of her fishnet tights when she walked in on me. I was so embarrassed. So had forgotten her purse and came back to get it. I immediately apologized and tried to take the tights off but she stopped me.

"No, no, it's ok if you want to wear them. Keep them on. In fact, I love the idea of you dressing in my clothes. We could do this every day!"

"I'm sorry Dani. Please let me take these off. Let's just forget about this."

"No way. Besides you just gave me an idea. Remember all those tie up games we used to play? Looks like we get to play again. But this time it's only going to be you that gets tied up."

"What?"

"Oh you'll see. Hold on a second. I'm going to get you a skirt for those fishnets. It should fit."

She wasn't kidding. She didn't let up until I was dressed head to toe in her clothes that day. But it didn't stop there. She was just getting started. 

I spent the weekend wearing different items of clothing she owned. 

We went to school together Monday with me in my regular clothes. But as soon as we got home, I was in panties, a skirt, a blouse, and fishnets. She was even giving me her old trainer bras to wear. 

On Tuesday it was a trainer bra, panties, a white button up blouse, checkered skirt, and black tights. 

On Wednesday my outfit was a trainer bra, white cotton panties, a black dress, and beige pantyhose.

This continued for the rest of the week. On Friday night, she had a surprise for me. I put on a bra, panties, a dark brown dress, and brown pantyhose before she showed me the rope, cuffs, and rolls of tape she had in the guest room. "I wanted to give you a little time to get used to your new wardrobe before I started tying you up again."

She had me put my hands behind my back and my wrists were bound tightly with rope. "I'll spare you from the cuffs for now" she said.

She laid me on the bed and tied my ankles and then my knees together. Then she took a roll of duct tape and ripped a few pieces off and put them aside. She got one of her socks, recently worn, and told me to open wide.

She stuffed it in my mouth very deep and tape gagged me. Then she stood back and admired her handiwork. 

"Perfect" she said. "I hope you're comfy because you're going to be tied up for most of the weekend." 

This went on for the first couple of weeks, just dressing up on the weekdays and being bound and gagged most of the weekends. One weekend Dani approached me in the guest room while I was tied up. 

She also started painting my nails around this time. That weekend they were painted black.

"Adam, we need to talk. Well I need to talk. You can't really say anything with that gag on. But that's ok. First, I think you're going to need your own wardrobe if you're going to be staying here. And second of all, I think you should stay home during the week, unless you want to wear your new clothes to school and let everyone know you're a cross dresser now."

"I'm not a cross dresser!" I screamed through my gag. 

She looked me up and down. "You coulda fooled me."

"Anyway, as I was saying I think you should stay here while I go to school every day. Think about it. You'll get to spend all day in bed. Sure you'll be bound and gagged but it could be worse right? So I think the best thing for you to do would be to drop out."

"Drop out?" I mumbled.

"Yes drop out. It's not a big deal. You can just repeat your senior year next year."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I couldn't believe one of my best friends was being so cruel to me. 

Dani was serious. When we went to school the next day I had to go into the office and fill out the paperwork in order to drop out of school. To further punish and humiliate me, Dani refused to clean the black nail polish off my fingers or toes. The lady who worked in the main office saw my nail polish when I was filling out the paperwork and giggled. I was so embarrassed. 

At least she didn't know about my hose. Dani also made me wear tan pantyhose to school under my pants without socks for additional coverage.

When I was done she made me meet up with her in the girls bathroom. She was waiting with three of her friends, Laura, Mallory, and Jessica. She had told them all about me and her plans involving me.

"Is it official?" Jessica asked.

"Yes, Adam has officially dropped out."

"Did you make him wear pantyhose like you said you were going to?" Mallory asked.

"Show them" Dani said.

I slipped my foot out of my shoe and showed them my tan hose and painted toes. They had a good laugh.

"Get used to it" Laura said. "Because as long as you're staying with Dani, you're going to be our bitch." 

The next day, Dani tied me up before she went to school. She then rounded up one of her worn socks.

"Do the socks have to be dirty?" I asked.

"No not really" Dani said.

She shoved the sock in my mouth and taped it shut. I stayed tied up until she got home from school and walked in with her mom. Her mom was a single parent who traveled a lot for work. She was aware I was staying but she hadn't been home since I started staying there. 

"Hey Adam. I hope you're enjoying your stay. Speaking of which, how long is Adam staying with us?"

"Indefinitely" Dani said. I sobbed into my gag when she said that.

The next day she skipped school so we could go shopping for clothes. Her mom drove to a mall early in the morning and we all went into one of the department stores. There wasn't really anyone there except for a cashier and lone saleswoman. I found out that the saleswoman was actually Mallory's mom who had been told we would be coming. 

"This must be Adam" she said. "What an adorable girl he must make. So what will it be?" 

"Bras, real bras no trainer bras. I'm going to stuff the cups with padding. And underwear. And dresses. Skirts and blouses. And pantyhose. Lots of pantyhose."

I watched helplessly while they picked everything out. They even made me try a bunch of things on to make sure it all fit. They paid for everything and her mom drove us back to the house. 

You can probably guess how I spent most of my day, bound, gagged, and helpless. And it was the same thing the next day. When she got home from school that Thursday she untied me so I could use the bathroom. I was still gagged when she led me to the living room and had me sit at the computer desk.

"I have a ton of homework and since you're not going to school or doing anything, I figured you could do it for me."

She used a pair of ankle cuffs to cuff my ankles together with the chain running under the wheels of the chair so I wouldn't be able to stand up. "Don't go anywhere" she said. "And don't remove that gag. It stays on until dinner time." 

I worked silently thanks to my gag and finished all of her homework. She had me do her homework the next day and that weekend too. 

The following Monday she untied me so I could eat, use the bathroom, and change my clothes. I put on a new bra and stuffed it with padding, panties, a red dress, and black pantyhose. My nails were painted red. She tied me up when she left for school and I laid there, tied, gagged, unable to accept that this was my new life. My best friend had turned me into a cross dresser and was keeping me hostage in her guest bedroom. I didn't know what I was going to do....