As Charlie walked into his room he began to feel light headed. Suddenly loosing balance he fell to the ground and blacked out. When he awoke his head was throbbing, his room was dark, he went to get up off the ground when he realized he felt strange. A breeze of cold air blew up towards his crotch, but how he thought, he was wearing pants when he passed out. He stumbled about the room for a while until he found a light switch. He moved oddly as if his pants were restricting his walking. Once he found the light he turned and looked at himself in the mirror. But the refelction staring at him was not his own. The vision in the mirror had huge perky breasts covered, barely, by a black leather bra. A large, firm ass was also present covered in a skin tight black leather skirt. He had on black stockings, long black hair and alot of make up on his face. He turned in horror as he was about to call out for his friend Greg, but memories flooded his mind, Greg wasn't his friend anymore, Greg was his pimp!