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"Beep Beep Beep Beeeeeeeeep" sounded another car horn as it sped by the Dolled up Brad. Brad could hear the laughing from the occupants riding inside. Brads cheeks turned a darker shade of crimson as he continued to painfully mince along the sidewalk one inch at a time, his pretty dress completely constricting his every movement.

"Beep Beep beep Beeeeeeep" sounded another car horn as it playfully mocked Brad as it sped by, but not before one of the occupants shouted out what a pretty little Drag slut he made, followed by yet more laughing. Brad was almost in tears at this point, but he had no choice, but to continue to mince his way home. Not that it would solve anything, he would still be super glued into this ridiculous outfit, that was at least 5 sizes too small for him and the semi permanent makeup that the girls had used, wouldn't even begin to wipe away for at least 4 months and his collagen filled lips wont be decreasing in size either, any time soon. Still any where had to be better then the humiliation he was currently suffering.

"Woooo Woooooooooooo" came some wolf whistles from across the way, a group of girls were coming from the opposite direction,. They wasted little time in mocking the the pretty little drag queen before them, "Are you lost Pwetty Wittle Pwincess" said one of them turning Brad's cheeks redder still "My what big lips you have" said one of the girls "All the better for sucking" said another quickly followed by a chorus of giggles. This continued for another hour or so as the girls found great entertainment in the sight before them, between them and all the other passerby's and all the cars too, Brad was beyond crimson. Why oh why did he have to do that stupid prank on those sorority girls, he was just supposed to sneak in at night and pour super glue on all their toilet seats and then hide until the magic happens, the first part of his plan was even a huge success when he got one of the girls nice and stuck, and couldn't help but let out a soft giggle when he saw one of the girls bent over down the hall trying desperately to remove the toilet seat that had become firmly attached to her ass. It was this giggle that betrayed him though when one of the girls overheard him from his hiding place and so they decided that Brad should get a taste of his own medicine and see how funny it is when he is stuck to something he can't get rid of. The look of horror on Brads face when they showed him the final product of their handiwork in the mirror was priceless, but the look of pure terror on his face when they dropped him off outside the city limits was even better. The tears that were streaming down his perfectly made up face, made the perfect new profile picture, for his Facebook account that the girls made him give to them. Needless to say his friends and family all now got to see, along with the long message that he was forced to type, about why he loves to dress up as a prissy little drag queen, and how he adores to service the big strong men on the collage football team.

That was hours ago now though and as Brad continued to mince closer and closer to the city, his humiliation only grew worse and worse and he still had at least another 3 hours ahead of him before he even got close to home, Needless to say Brad would never pull a prank again.

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"Beep Beep Beep Beeeeeeeeep" sounded another car horn as it sped by the Dolled up Brad. Brad could hear the laughing from the occupants riding inside. Brads cheeks turned a darker shade of crimson as he continued to painfully mince along the sidewalk one inch at a time, his pretty dress completely constricting his every movement.

"Beep Beep beep Beeeeeeep" sounded another car horn as it playfully mocked Brad as it sped by, but not before one of the occupants shouted out what a pretty little Drag slut he made, followed by yet more laughing. Brad was almost in tears at this point, but he had no choice, but to continue to mince his way home. Not that it would solve anything, he would still be super glued into this ridiculous outfit, that was at least 5 sizes too small for him and the semi permanent makeup that the girls had used, wouldn't even begin to wipe away for at least 4 months and his collagen filled lips wont be decreasing in size either, any time soon. Still any where had to be better then the humiliation he was currently suffering.

"Woooo Woooooooooooo" came some wolf whistles from across the way, a group of girls were coming from the opposite direction,. They wasted little time in mocking the the pretty little drag queen before them, "Are you lost Pwetty Wittle Pwincess" said one of them turning Brad's cheeks redder still "My what big lips you have" said one of the girls "All the better for sucking" said another quickly followed by a chorus of giggles. This continued for another hour or so as the girls found great entertainment in the sight before them, between them and all the other passerby's and all the cars too, Brad was beyond crimson. Why oh why did he have to do that stupid prank on those sorority girls, he was just supposed to sneak in at night and pour super glue on all their toilet seats and then hide until the magic happens, the first part of his plan was even a huge success when he got one of the girls nice and stuck, and couldn't help but let out a soft giggle when he saw one of the girls bent over down the hall trying desperately to remove the toilet seat that had become firmly attached to her ass. It was this giggle that betrayed him though when one of the girls overheard him from his hiding place and so they decided that Brad should get a taste of his own medicine and see how funny it is when he is stuck to something he can't get rid of. The look of horror on Brads face when they showed him the final product of their handiwork in the mirror was priceless, but the look of pure terror on his face when they dropped him off outside the city limits was even better. The tears that were streaming down his perfectly made up face, made the perfect new profile picture, for his Facebook account that the girls made him give to them. Needless to say his friends and family all now got to see, along with the long message that he was forced to type, about why he loves to dress up as a prissy little drag queen, and how he adores to service the big strong men on the collage football team.

That was hours ago now though and as Brad continued to mince closer and closer to the city, his humiliation only grew worse and worse and he still had at least another 3 hours ahead of him before he even got close to home, Needless to say Brad would never pull a prank again.