This happened about two weeks ago, and I thought i may as well post it here. I am getting married in a week and as is custom in the UK my girl friends took me out for a hen night. This is a true story, but I have added parts that my friends told me, and that pictures back up, to make it flow as there are sections i don’t really remember due to the alcohol consumed that night!
I arrived at my bridesmaid’s Karen’s house and was told that they had my costume for the evening. I was given a bag full of stuff and told to go into the bathroom and change. When I got in the bathroom and opened the bag I knew I was in trouble. They had given me a pair of knee high boots, fishnet tights and a tiny mini-skirt. The outfit was topped off with a thin white tee-shirt with a big red “L” painted on the back. I stripped my own clothes off, except bra and panties, and started to get dressed. The fishnets felt wierd, and the skirt only just covered my thong! At that moment another of my friends, Liz, banged on the door. She told me i was allowed my thong but had to lose the bra if i was wearing one! Eventually I got the outfit on and went to meet them. There was much laughter and they then gave me a veil to wear and a belt full of condoms and dildos. Pictures were taken and drinks were poured. I was quite drunk before we even got out the door. As soon as we did the January weather had the effect they were looking for and my nipples shot straight out. The thin tee-shirt left nothing to the imagination, as the girls pointed out to anyone we met!
The rest of the night is a bit of a blur. i had way too many drinks and was made to do way too many embarrassing things. However, the end of the night I will always remember.
As we were walking home we had to cross a main road that has lights to let the pedestrians across. I just about staggered up to the lights and was resting there when the girls grabbed me. I put up a bit of a fight but the belt of sex toys was taken off and then I was handcuffed to the lights facing the main road. The girls then crowded round me. Karen started tickling me and I was screaming and begging for her to stop! She did, but then Liz produced a pair of scissors. I was screamin “NO!” as they advanced, but Liz slid the blade between my tee-shirt and slowly cut it off. As they ripped it away i was stunned, cars were beeping and people had gathered around to see what was going on. Karen then walked behind me and undid the button on my skirt. I was pleading with them all, but the alcohol had given them a wicked streak. The skirt was pulled down and i was left in just knee-high boots, fishnet stockings and a thong. My face was burning as more and more people were looking, but the cold made me shiver and was having an unwanted effect on my nipples. The girls then jumped in and quickly removed the boots and stockings. There I was, in the middle of the city, naked except for my thong. I thought they had finished their fun, but worse was to come. Liz went into her handbag and gave all ten of my friends permanent marker pens. They descended on me and began to draw over everything. A few friends even gave pens to strangers so they could leave good luck messages on my body. Finally they stopped when every part of my exposed body was written on, including my bum and boobs! Karen said that they had done enough and it was time to go home. I was so thankful that my ordeal was over, and even thanked the girls for stopping. It was that point when one of my other friends said i had misunderstood! It was time for them to go, not me! With that Liz walked over to me and in the middle of the street, tied to traffic lights, she pulled my thong down my legs and off my feet! They ran off leaving me naked in the city centre, screaming for them not to go. They were taking pictures as they went, cars were honking their horns and people were stopping to laugh.
Fortuantely they did not leave me, and a few minutes later some of them came back. However, they returned without my clothes! I was forced to streak home, about five minutes, in the freezing cold, butt naked and covered in pen. People shouted and cheered as I made my dash, my remaining friends not giving me any cover. I finally got home to a round of applause from the bridemaids, and the adrenaline wore off. I passed out on the sofa and did not wake for hours.
The magic marker pen is just coming off now, and I am sure there are hundreds of people in the town i live in that got good pictures of me that night! I forgive my friends, just, but have warned them they are getting it worse on their hen nights!