You were far too curious to ignore this invitation. Following the instructions you snuck out of your dorm that night heading into the gym where you found a door unlocked. Making your way inside you went to the basketball court where the girl with the purple hair was standing.
“Excellent you came, heeheeyaha.” She said with a smile. Her voice sounded higher too, almost like she was breathing helium.
The gym was dark so you could barely see much however you could see several other figures emerging from the darkness. All of them wearing colorful clothes and hoods to cover their faces.
Suddenly the Gymnasium lights come on, and the figures all take off their hoods. To your shock and surprise, they all have various styles of clown makeup on. You take a second look, and their colorful hoodies have all morphed into clown costumes. You looked and see the girl you met earlier is a clown too, her face and arms a creamy white, with a little blue triangle under each eye, a dainty red smile, and a red nose nearly as big as a golf ball covered with glitter. Only her hair hasn't changed, it's still the same purple with pink highlights. Her clothes have changed as well; she's wearing a pink blouse with purple polka-dots and puffy shoulders, a shirt skirt in a reverse color scheme fluffed up by white petticoats, and bloomers that match her blouse. The rest of her legs are clad in pink and white striped sock and pink bubble-toed clown mary-janes.
One of the clowns, a heavyset guy with white skin, a bulbous bald head surrounded by frizzy blue hair and wearing shoes the size of canoe paddles waddles up to you and offer a three fingered white gloved hand.
“Welcome new recruit to the Clown Club, heeheyaha." he said and squeezed his big red nose. HONK! "We are so glad you decided to join, heheyaha." He honks his nose again. "We're not wearing makeup, heheyaha, this is who we really are." He takes off his glove and you instead of five ordinary fingers are four thick, stubby ones. He lets you pull at his nose. HONK! You feel the top of his head and realize he's actually bald. Glancing at his shoes, you get the feeling his feet realy are big enough to fill them.
“He looks good, heheyaha, he'll make such an amazing clown.” One of the clowns, a female clown with white around her eyes and mouth and a black smile that made her mouth look always open said with a with a goofy alto voice. She honked her nose as she finished speaking; they all seem to do that as well as giggle and guffaw to punctuate their speech.
“Wait…what?” You said confused. ou were far too curious to ignore this invitation. Following the instructions you snuck out of your dorm that night heading into the gym where you found a door unlocked. Making your way inside you went to the basketball court where the girl with the purple hair was standing.
“Excellent you came.” She said with a smile.
The gym was dark so you could barely see much however you could see several other figures emerging from the darkness. All of them wearing dark hoods to cover their faces.
“Welcome new recruit to the Monster Girl Club. We are so glad you decided to join. By day we appear as normal girls here on campus but at night we let out our true forms and enjoy everything our monster forms have to offer.”
You have always thought it would be to be a monster. You wondered what kind of options there were.
“He looks nice, he will make such a sexy girl and and even better monster.” One of the hooded figures said with a hissing like noise.
“Wait…what?” You said confused.
“This is the Monster GIRL club remember? All
Members must be girls by day and monsters by night.” The purple haired girl replied.
“Umm…I think there was a misunderstanding I don’t want to be a girl.” You tried to say.
“Well that’s too bad. You have come of your own free will. There is no turning back.” The purple haired girl explained.
Before you could turn to run all the hooded figures had surrounded you forming a circle around you.
“Luckily for you we have an opening for a specific kind of monster girl, you will be joining us as…” The purple haired girl began to say.
The purple haired girl replied, "Most of the day we go about looking like normal people. But it's just an illusion. When alone together, especially in our respective clubhouses with no outsiders, heheyaha, we live as our true selves. Oh, we sometimes go out in public like this-on Halloween festivals. Some of us even perform at birthdays, Bar-Mitzvahs, or other events to make extra money, heheyaha." She honks her nose.
“Umm…I think there was a misunderstanding I don’t want to be a clown.” You tried to say.
“Well that’s too bad, heheyaha. You have come of your own free will, heheyaha here is no turning back,” the purple haired girl explained. Honk! "I must tell you, heheyaha, you'll likely gain some weight, and it will show in your day-to-day glamor. Since you are a guy, heheyaha, there's a fifty-fifty chance you will go bald, heheyaha. You'll also talk like we do, heheyaha, although the glamor we project to look 'normal' also suppresses your giggles, heheyaha, and you don't feel the urge to honk your nose when projecting."
Suddenly she plants something on your nose, then gives a squeeze. Honk!
You grab at the thing she planted on you face. It won't come off and feels rubbery yet alive. You give a hard pull. HONK! "Get this thing off of me!"
"Why?" the purple haired clowngirl asks. "It looks on you, heheyaha."
Before you could turn to run all the clowns had surrounded you forming a circle around you. And your shoes start to feel tight, your nose is tingling, and you start to feel...funny.