Entertainment

Simon Stevenson smiled as he walked through the streets, the lights flickering in night. It was his last week before getting married, and his friends had arranged a special night out for him. They had often been teasing him for his choice to keep his virginity until marriage, so he could probably guess at what was going to make the night "special". He sighed, guessing he'd have to disappoint a certain woman tonight...

As he approached the club where his bachelor party was being held, his eyes caught sight of a poster. The sight of a man's face caked in makeup adorned it, with the words "Female Impersonators" framing it stood out to him. He felt his face contort in disgust.

"Urgh... those guys planned to bring me to a drag show?" he muttered. "Real funny. As if I'd be caught dead going anywhere near a bunch of freaks like that!"

He turned and began to storm off... only to walk face-first into the cleavage of a towering drag queen, clad in a tight dress. "Freaks, are we, pretty boy?" he asked. Before Simon could answer, the performer grabbed him, and he found himself being dragged in the backdoor.

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Johnny sighed as he sat at the table with Simon's other friends, glancing at his watch in irritation. "Damn it, Simon... where the hell is he?" he asked in frustration, as the lights dimmed and the stage lights shone down on the stage. Oh well, guess his prank wasn't going to work out anyway.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there has been a slight change in plan..." a voice announced. "Instead of your planned entertainment, please give a warm welcome to our newest performer, Sexeh Sugartits!"

The curtain pulled back to reveal a drag performer, done up to the nines. His feet were squeezed into a pair of towering purple platform heels, leading upto his freshly shaved legs clad in hot pink pantyhose. The tight violet minidress clung to his false curves, no doubt the result of a corset and hip padding, up to a pair of monstrous false breasts that threatened to pop out of his dress. His arms were clad in long gloves, same purple as the dress and shows, and a white feather boa was draped over his shoulders. Thick, trashy makeup hid his features, but not his panicked expression, while towering cyan hair and guady jewellery completed the look.

Music started to play, and Sexeh gulped before slowly raising the microphone to his lips.

"I made it through the wilderness... somehow I made it throu-hough..."