Our roommate had moved out without much notice. Not so much as a “bye you guys” just a little note that said she was going on a trip and we should get rid of all of her stuff. We take one look at her room and it’s a mess, it’s filled with all sorts of slutty outfits and costumes, stuff that I would never wear but she clearly needed a lot of it in her line of work.

We go on a week, not really talking to each other, unsure really of what to say. The only reason we both lived there was we were mutual friends with her, not knowing each other very well at all. After a week of postponing it we both knew we needed to clear up her room. We decide to do it together, maybe it will bring us closer and at the very least we can have a laugh.

Cleaning is going well at first. Most of her stuff we either tidy it away or throw it away. “Eww, oh my god” I laugh, throwing a ball gag at you I found in a drawer next to a pair of bunny ears.

A plan had been formulating in your mind though since we started cleaning. You grab a pair of handcuffs, quickly snapping them on my wrist behind my back, laughing as I struggle and pull against them, trying to get out.

“Okay come on, let me out” I laugh but you’re not saying anything. You pause for a moment “okay, I’ll let you out, you have to promise to put this on though, hurry up too, we’ve got song changes to make to your wardrobe.” You tell me as you hold up the outfit.

That’s the general setup. Open to any genders. The idea is I’m your nerdy roommate who only ever wears hoodies, sweatpants and granny panties. Upon uncovering a treasure trove of slutty fun you decide the dynamics of our house need to change.

Mostly looking for outfit control, someone to tear my ginger ass out of my sweatpants and into something more lady-like, even if that’s a maids outfit. It might even be fun to move me into her room, give me a new name and make me embrace my girlier side.

I like outfit control, flirting, romance, teasing, costumes, uniforms, chores, petplay, being a housewife, humiliation am much more.

I don’t like musk, sweat, poo, pee, animals, blood.