Crossdressing Cabin Story (From Frightening Feminization)

This was a story in the Frightening Feminization Bundle. I plan on writing a sequel soon. Warning: Contains graphic scenes of violence for you little cissies that may get offended! Happy Halloween!

Invited to spend a “girl’s weekend” at a cabin by the lake, Kevin is nervous, yet excited to be feminized by the group of young ladies. Once in femme, “Kelsie” is treated like one of girls. The hostess, Clarissa, discloses that her parents were able to buy the property for cheap because of the stigma of the previous owners and attendees being murdered. Unfortunately, the evil killer of the unsolved murders wants to put an end to their girls-only party! 

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Kevin had three views during the long car ride to the cabin. Two were beautiful: the rustic scenery of a New England Autumn and his friend Jessica in the driver’s seat. The other was his phone which provided some entertainment, but also as a staunch reminder of why he was on this trip.

“The girls are SO excited to meet you!”

They met each other in high school and had remained in touch despite going to different colleges. Now in their mid-20s both were working on their careers in different parts of the state, but lived within an hour of each other. It was when they were hanging out last month that Jessica discovered Kevin’s secret. He had left his phone unlocked on a table when using the restroom and Jessica used his phone to look something up since hers was charging. She thought they were memes at first, but it turned out Kevin had been looking at TG captions!

Part of her didn’t want to say anything to potentially embarrass him, but curiosity got the best of her. He admitted they were just for fun, but for the last few years had thoughts of what if he were born a girl. She thought it was cute that he wasn’t afraid to express his femininity and said she would support him in anyway he wanted if he was curious about exploring feminization outside of graphics online.

He was a slender guy at 5’11” and 145 pounds. No facial hair and his shoulders were less broad than other guys he knew. After careful deliberation he trusted Jessica enough to ask her to help him crossdress, just once. She smiled and figured that if he was going to dress as a woman, he should do something other than wear bras and panties while jerking off. Being around other women could influence him to not only dress like a girl, but act like one as well. She received an invite from her friend Clarissa whose parents had just bought a cabin by the lake in Vermont. Clarissa received permission to have a girl’s weekend there inviting her close friends, Holly, Maddie, and Sarah. At first, they were apprehensive but Jessica made them more confident by explaining their friendship and claimed he would have to spend the entire weekend in girl mode once they gave him his makeover upon arrival.

Kevin looked out the window to see the curvy country road with nothing in view but trees and foliage. “Are you sure they are okay with this?”

“Believe it or not, Holly is most excited about it. She told me stories of when her and her friends dressed her little brother up as a girl all the time when they were younger.”

“That sounds like something that happened to a lot of people. Is she really into it?”

“She picked out some things for you to wear! You should be able to fit in some stuff we have.”

A few hours later, they arrived at the log cabin. There were a few other cars there meaning all of the girls had arrived. Kevin glanced at the side of the cabin which had a large patio with a great view of the lake. A large wooden dock lead to the water.

“Get ready for an amazing time!” Jessica smiled as she shifted into park and grabbed her purse out of the backseat.

Kevin nervously grabbed his bag which contained grooming items, his phone charger, and some male clothes. Though, he didn’t think he was going to need to be wearing boy stuff unless needing to go to the nearby town or something.

The two made their way to the door where Clarissa greeted them. She hugged her female friend and Kevin admired Clarissa’s beauty. She had great tan legs and brown hair in a braided ponytail. He could see indentations of her bra through the thin white top she was wearing.

“Come on in! I’m so glad you all made it!”

Kevin nervously went in the cabin with the girls not fully knowing what to expect. The cabin had high ceilings and an old school look to it. Several taxidermy animals hung on the walls along with some scenic landscape paintings of rural lake life. It was the early afternoon, but the girls had already busted out the vodka, wine, champagne, and other alcoholic items to relax and have fun.

They placed their bags down and met the group in the kitchen area that had a very large table in middle and an open view of the lake. All of these girls were easily eight to nine on the hot scale. The ladies exchanged hugs and Kevin even got one from Holly. Her D-cup breasts felt nice against his chest. She had the somewhat cliche hot sorority girl look with her bleached blonde hair, massive boobs, and pearly white smile. Part of him was nervous that this was the girl who wanted to put a bra on him, but another part knew it was hot.

After small talk and getting to know the girls a bit, Sarah finally bursted out the question everyone was waiting for. “So Kevin… We heard you want to be a girl?” she said before putting a potato chip to her mouth.

His face turned red. “I wouldn’t say I would want to be one everyday. It’s all kind of new to me. Just… experimental.”

“That’s cool,” said Holly. “So you’ve never dressed before?”

“Never.”

Jessica backed up her friend. “That’s what we are here for! To support you. It will be so exciting to see what you’ll look like as a female.”

“I can totally see this working,” said Maddie.

Sarah said, “Should we get started with this?”

It had been less than 30 minutes sine they arrived at the cabin and Kevin didn’t expect the feminization to start this soon. There was of course, worse ways to spend a weekend than crossdressing around five hot girls.

Clarissa showed Jessica and Kevin their bedroom on the second floor. It had two twin beds with basic looking blankets and pillows.

“I know it’s not fancy, but it’s left over from the last owner when they were using this as a bed & breakfast.”

“It’s cute,” said Jessica being nice. She had stayed in smaller places while traveling in Europe. The bedrooms meant for sleeping and changing. That was about it.

“Thanks again for inviting us,” said Kevin.

“No worries, just get comfy!” replied Clarissa holding his shoulder. “There’s a bathroom at the end of the hall and we put some stuff you’ll need in there.”

Kevin seemed a little confused. “A care package?”

“You didn’t tell him?!” laughed Clarissa.

“Figured it would be a surprise,” replied Jessica. “We all want you to take a shower and shave your legs and armpits!”

“What? I thought I would just be dressing in fun clothes.”

Clarissa smiled. “You are going to get the full experience of feeling like a woman for the entire weekend! That means looking exactly like us. After you get done in there, we’ll help you get dressed and do your hair and makeup!”

Something about that statement gave Kevin a bit of an erection. Hopefully the girls wouldn’t see it through his shorts.

“Do you need any help in there?” asked Jessica.

“I think I can handle it.”

For most people, a shower is a relaxing and relatively easy task. Kevin learned that shaving his legs was not the same as shaving his face as evident by several nicks and blood markings on his legs. His penis was hard the entire time just by thinking of feminizing himself. Hopefully he wouldn’t cum in his panties once these hot girls started getting in on the action. The pubic hair on his body had already been neatly trimmed, so shaving that was a bit easier. Same for his armpits. Clarissa and Jessica would have been grossed out by the amount of hair at the bottom of the tub. He finished his shower with using the floral scented liquid soaps and that shampoo that was supposed to add volume, whatever that means.

He came out of the bathroom smelling like a woman and having a towel wrapped around just his bottom. Chest hair gone and legs feeling somewhat vulnerable. Coming back into the bedroom, he saw Jessica there unpacking a few things and an outfit laid out for him on the bed. The panties were boyshort cut and from VS PINK of matching color. The bra matched the bottoms and there were two flesh-colored adhesive breasts next to them. Denim shorts looked like they would be tight on his body and the top was a soft shirt of peach cream color that would show off a little shoulder.

“Oh my god, look at you!” said Jessica in reference to his shaved body.

“I feel naked…”

“You are! Before you get dressed, girly, lay down and I’ll glue the breast forms on you.”

“Whoa, breast forms? Getting a little fancy here?! What happened to chicks stuffing their bras with tissue.”

“That’s so middle school. Found a good deal on these on Amazon. Just had to match your skin tone and pick out what size I figured you would be if you grew your own titties!”

Kevin blushed. Shit was about to get real. He laid down on the bed and let Jessica apply the breast forms to his chest. Staying still for ten minutes was a bit frustrating, but at the end, he had 32C boobs that felt real. Being naked in front of his friend felt weird, especially with the random erections, but that was soon put to ease when she gave him instructions for how to tuck his dick using a gaff. No way she was going to touch that.

“You look so cute!” Jessica said complimenting Kevin’s new look. The female shorts made his butt look a little bigger and there was no signs of a penis in front. The top made his shoulders look more girly and he liked the idea of a bra strap showing. Even without the help of a wig or makeup yet, he was showing promise as looking feminine.

“Have you thought of a name yet?”

“Not really.”

“Hmm, if I ever had a little sister I would have liked her to be named Kelsie.”

“I’m your little sister now?”

“If that’s what you want!”

The group of girls downstairs erupted into applause and laughter as Kelsie came down the steps.

“Look at you!!!” said Holly.

“Work those legs!” said Clarissa.

“How do your boobies feel?” Maddie leaned forward with her drink in hand from the table showing some cleavage of her own.

“A little weird…”

“Don’t worry, you’ll get used to them,” said Clarissa as the girls laughed.

“SHE even has a cute name now,” said Jessica. “Introducing… KELSIE!”

“Yaz, Kelsie!” said Maddie.

“Kill it, queen!” replied Sarah.

Holly smiled, “You look pretty femme now, but ready for your makeover, Kelsie?”

Over the next thirty minutes, Kelsie’s body underwent further feminization. Her eyebrows were plucked, ears pierced, eyelashes applied, foundation put on her face, lipstick applied, and some girly lotion put on her skin to make it even more smooth and girly. Rather than going with a wig, one of the girls had obtained two-foot long copper brown extensions that could be clipped into her existing hair of similar shade. It took a bit to get them in and she was told they would not come out easily. Sarah curled the bottom portion on one side and helped style it tied and over one shoulder.

Jessica continued taking pictures on her cell, which she promised would stay between them. Seeing her male friend with her legs crossed as she willingly let the girls feminize her was something she figured people only experience once. She loved that Kelsie was having the time of her life and it was only the afternoon during the first day at the lake. After the transformation was complete with some rings on her fingers and toes, scrunchie placed on her left wrist, a necklace on her body, and perfume added; Jessica took a hand held mirror and showed Kelsie the final result.

“Oh wow… I look so… pretty!”

“Thought you would love it!”

“Hard to believe that you are really a man,” said Holly. She quickly corrected herself knowing the girls had agreed to treat and act like Kelsie had always been a girl for the entire weekend. “I mean, you ARE beautiful!”

Kelsie was overwhelmed with the positivity of gender exploration. “Thank you all so much,” she said holding her hands to her heart, though she was still getting used to the fact that she now had breasts.

“Shoot, none of these photos will upload.”

“PLEASE NO!!!” begged Kelsie.

“Lighten up princess. Damn the cell reception is pretty much non-existent.”

“That’s what I warned you about,” said Clarissa. “My dad said they were supposed to install another tower last week but it’s been delayed. Guess we have to entertain ourselves!”

The seven girls spent the next few hours having more drinks, dangling their legs off the dock by the lake, exploring the woods near the cabin, and had started a small fire in the pit at the stone patio. Since she got wet earlier at the dock, Kelsie had changed into a new outfit. She explained that she wanted the “dressy” look by wearing a short tight black skirt, cute floral blouse, and even wanted to learn to walk in heels! She sat at the fire pit with her legs crossed enjoying conversation with the other girls. Some of the others had blankets with them but she felt fine with the warmth of the atmosphere. She was even practicing talking like a girl and mimicking some of the speech patterns of her new friends.

“I can’t believe your parents only paid $75,000 for this place. That’s CRAZY,” said Jessica to Clarissa.

Clarissa took a sip of her drink and starred into the fire, “Yeah, cool old log cabin on the lake plus twenty acres up this way? If you can live the weekend without a cell it’s great!”

“Mine works, but barely!” said Sarah since she was the only one on a carrier that was popular about 15 years ago, but feel out of favor in recent years. Perhaps that’s why it was working in bumfuck nowhere!

“I’m surprised the bed & breakfast did not work out,” said Maddie.

“Actually… it closed abruptly.”

“Why?”

Clarissa hesitated as she had not revealed this piece of information to any of her friends yet. “Okay everyone, please do NOT tell other people about this though. Can you all promise?”

Kelsie became highly interested as he heard the other girls agree.

Clarissa began her story not sure of how the other would feel. “They were open last year. Apparently one night, a maniac came here in murdered all eight guests who were staying here plus the owner.”

“Oh my god, that’s terrible!” said Sarah becoming frightened.

“What kind of sick person does something like that?”

“Terrorist?”

“Maniac?”

The girls kept guessing. Holly asked, “Did they catch the killer?”

“I’m sure they did. Don’t know much more about it, but I think my dad mentioned some other people were murdered here in the 2000s, ‘90s, and ‘80s.”

“And…. Now it’s safe for a bunch of young women to stay here,” said Maddie, half-joking half-not.

Clarissa smiled, “Yup! Nothing to worry about ladies. Plus there’s a shotgun in the main room if we need it.”

Kelsie knew her male privilege was erased. Maybe it was time for more ghost and creepy stories since they were at the fire. She started her story, “Back when I went to bo…..girl’s summer camp, there were rumors of this monster that…” She was suddenly interrupted by Sarah who stood up with cellphone in hand.

“Oh my god! He’s up here!”

“Who,” asked Maddie.

“Jayden, that really hot guy I matched with on Minder a few days ago. He said “Hey beautiful, you are up the Lake right now right? I’m staying in the art district if you want to meet up tonight.”

“Tonight?!” asked Clarissa.

“I’m not that tipsy. I can drive. Don’t worry, I don’t plan on putting out tonight.”

“Notice she said plan on…” said Jessica laughing.

“Are you really leaving?” asked Holly.

“It’s just like ten miles away. Just going to grab a drink or two,” she said sending a confirmation message to Jayden and getting up to put on a new outfit and then grab her keys and purse.

“Be careful,” said Clarissa. “Let us know when you get there and when you are leaving.”

“Okay, MOM!”

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The rest of the ladies stayed at the campfire while Sarah happily got in her car and made her out of the long dirt driveway while putting in the address into Waze. It was having issues connecting and she figured it would probably given the proper directions once the modern app found the right signal. There were only a few roads in the woods in the area of the cabin and getting to downtown surely couldn’t be that difficult. Sarah sang along with the throwback songs she blared on her stereo as she tried navigating through the woods. As she was belting the lyrics to a song by Macklemore, she felt a giant bump thanks to the hole in the road. It had busted one of the front tires.

“SHIT!” she said.

Sarah checked her phone and it had gone down to one bar. She tried sending a message to Jayden since it would be a little hotter than having to call AAA if he changed her tire for her. The message would not go through. It then dropped to no signal at all. She estimated she had probably driven about a mile or two before the incident happened. The country road had no lights and walking back with just a cellphone as a light would be extremely dangerous. She decided to stay in the car for the time being, hoping the signal would come back to her cell phone only to be distracted when she thought she saw someone walking on the road.

It was only about 8pm, maybe someone was out for a nightly job. Sarah followed down the window and yelled out, “Hey, is someone out there?” She looked again, but say no one. Looking down at her cell, she noticed she had one bar again and it was a message from Jayden: “Just got here, see you soon.”

She tried sending a response to let him know she was having trouble, but the signal died once again. Her frustration started to show as she banged her hands on her steering wheel. The image of the dark human figure in front of her showed again in front of the headlights. She once again called out the window but there was again no answer or sight of the person she thought she could see.

Nervously, she looked at her cell again for any form of rescue. Panicking, she decided it would be best to try and turn around and drive the car slowly back to the cabin. She managed to find a turning point about twenty feet up, and placed the car in park but couldn’t get into reverse before screaming at the sight of the man wearing a dark boiler suit and a clown mask holding a baseball bat. She tried quickly to throw the car into another gear, but he smashed her driver’s side window with the baseball bat causing her to panic. Sarah screamed as the demented clown pulled open her door and dragged her out of the car while cutting off her seat belt with a knife he had on him. This evil son of a bitch was about 250 pounds and 6’4”. Not a fair fight to an unarmed 110 pound woman in her early-20s.

Sarah continued screaming as she was dragged out of the car and thrown on the ground. “WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?!”

The demented clown picked the baseball bat back up and hit Sarah’s legs, breaking them in the process. She grabbed them in pain and was then hit in her chest with the bat as well. An innocent woman didn’t deserve this, but the demented clown did not care as he continued hitting her with the baseball bat causing broken bones, bruises, bleeding, and other damage to her fragile body. Sarah was left lifeless as the clown ended the battle by bashing her head with the bat destroying her teeth and crushing her skull. He threw her lifeless body in the trunk like a piece of trash and got in the driver’s seat. There was a destination in his mind. Sarah’s body stayed in the trunk while the car arrived at the bottom of lake, with the clown jumping out before the car was emerged in water.

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An hour later at the cabin, the girls tried texting Sarah to make sure she made it there but no messages would go through. They figured maybe she was just way into Jayden and would text them eventually. The group had moved back inside and put on a romantic comedy chick flick that Kelsie had never heard of, but was trying to think of herself always born a girl. The type of movie she would probably be into if that were the case. Some of the girls were still drinking and had run out of alcohol.

“We have more Moscato in the fridge,” said Clarissa to Maddie.

“I think I want something different. Did you say you have White Claw?”

“Yeah, it’s down in the basement,” just give me a few said Clarissa getting up as a good hostess would.

“Don’t worry about it Clarissa! I’ll get it! Where is it down there?” asked Maddie.

“There’s another fridge down there,” Clarissa replied.

Maddie smiled, “Does anyone else need anything?”

“Just bring a few of the White Claws up,” said Jessica who was sharing a blanket with her new BFF, Kelsie.

“Okay! I’ll be back!” said Maddie adjusting her bra strap as she left.

Maddie found the door that led to to the basement and turned on the light that barely lit the steps. As she was walking down the raggedy wooden steps, she heard the door randomly slam shut behind her. She looked behind her and said “Very funny girls.” Though, there was no one to listen. As she walked down the steps, she saw the white fridge in the corner next to some random camping items, sporting gear, and a work bench. Maddie held on to the wooden railing and made her way down the steps barefoot. Unfortunately, the old wooden steps had some splinters, which soon found her way on her right foot.

“Ouch!” she screamed quickly bending down to grab her foot, though she lost her balance and started falling down the steps. Since a sex scene was playing on the movie upstairs, the sounds of panting and oohs was overbearing and no one could hear Maddie in the basement as she cried in pain.

Maddie had not broken any bones but was in pain and bruised. She leaned off the ground at the bottom of the steps and said, “Please, someone help me.” Unexpectedly, she hear a noise of something moving in the basement that must have been larger than a small rodent. She looked around but saw nothing. “Is someone down here?”

There was silence.

The injured young lady looked around once again to see no one and tried getting up but was in too much agony. In the basement was rectangular window that was accessible from the outside. It was out of view from her, but not out of view from the demented clown who had come in!

In an effort to get back to her feet, Maddie knocked over a set of golf clubs that was close to her and used one of them as a cane to prop herself up. She heard some movement in the basement and what sounded like glass knocking over.

“What was that?” she said out loud. She screamed once again for someone upstairs to help and had not come down to the basement with her phone, not that it would work anyway. The girls upstairs could not hear her even though the movie had ended and they had gone into the kitchen to get more drinks and play a game. Maddie was left in the basement in danger as she saw the demented clown.

“Get away from me!” she roared as she hit him in the arm with the golf club. It seemed to have no effect on the demented person. He inched closer to her as she continued screaming and trying to hit him.

The sick clown picked up a wine bottle off of the shelf and quickly smashed it in her face knocking her to the ground. It was hit with such force that not only had the bottle broken, but Maddie now had a broken nose and missing teeth. The evil clown covered her mouth as he stabbed her multiple times using the broken wine bottle, pulled off her pants and underwear and shoved the top of the wine bottle up her vagina to finish the task allowing blood to start accumulating on the floor around her recently deceased body.

Upstairs, the girls had talked about their old college days and some of the shenanigans they got into when one of them brought up the idea of playing strip poker with each other. Kelsie wanted to put on female clothes, not take them off!

They were only five minutes into the game but the only one who had lost any form of clothes was Holly who had to take off her shirt and show her demi-cup bra to everyone. Kelsie figured that part of being one of the girls was being comfortable showing off underwear to each other. She had already been naked around Jessica today, so this wasn’t as big of a deal, though she could probably get another erection if her penis wasn’t firmly tucked away.

“Where is Maddie?” asked Clarissa.

“She is so blonde sometimes. Maybe she got lost!” said Jessica.

“I’ll go check on her,” said Holly getting up.

“Only because you don’t want to take off your shorts!” said Kelsie feeling more comfortable with the ladies.

“Would you like to go down there, princess?” asked Holly.

“Umm, I’ll stay up here,” said Kelsie.

Holly then made her way to the basement door and luckily was wearing sandals instead of being barefoot, perhaps she wouldn’t be subjected to the same fate as her friend.

The other girls paused their strip poker game until she got back and some decided to go vape or smoke weed out on the patio.

Down in the basement where Maddie met her unfortunate demise, the floor was back to normal with no signs of blood or her body.

“Maddie, you still down here?” asked Holly walking down in her bra.

Silence as usual in the basement.

Holly walked down the steps as the door once again slammed shut. She ignored it figuring it had to do with air pressure between upstairs and underground. She continued to go down the stairs but so no evidence that there had been a violent altercation down there just 15 minutes earlier.

She saw the fridge in the corner and wondered why it was open. “Maddie, you must be down here. Stop playing games!” Holly turned around since she heard the sound of something falling to the ground. “What was that?” she asked herself.

The basement had the type of old school lighting with the long bulbs. Some type of florescent that buzzed. They started flicking before going out completely. Just like Maddie, Holly had left her cell upstairs and even though calling is useless with no reception, at least it could be used as a flashlight. Holly was frightened in pitch black. Not even the window provided any illumination.

“Maddie, was that you that just did that? This isn’t funny at all, we are looking for you!”

What was in reality seconds, seemed like minutes as Holly stood alone in the dark with only the fridge as a light source wearing just a bra, sandals, and short shorts. She started getting fussy and losing patience. “Maddie, come on!”

There was another bang in the room that made her jump. She started using her natural instinct of direction trying to find the steps, but just bumped into a few things. Eventually, she slightly tripped over something. She thought it may be one of the golf clubs she saw on the floor but when she leaned down and felt was it was, her mouth dropped open. The feeling was that of a human arm. The more she felt the body, the more her worst fears became true.

“Maddie! Oh my god what happened!”

Because it was dark, she could not see the damage that was done until she felt the blood and part of the glass bottle that had been shoved up Maddie’s vagina.

Holly screamed very loudly, this time, the girls upstairs could hear her.

“Did you guys just hear a scream?” asked Clarissa.

Jessica closed the fridge after grabbing another drink. “It’s probably the two of them tickling each other like they normally do.

Downstairs, Holly burst into tears realizing her friend had been violently murdered. What sick person would do something like this? She didn’t have much time for mourning however as she was grabbed by the demented clown and throw across the room. Holly’s head hit the hot water heater. The devastation nearly knocked her unconscious. She was in a lot of pain and had very blurry to the point where she couldn’t make out the weapon the demented clown was raising.

Holly’s head quickly detached from her body and rolled towards the dryer as Jessica opened the door leading to the basement. “You all must be having fun down there with all that noise! When you two are finished fucking around, come back upstairs. We want to get in the hot tub!”

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The three girls upstairs drank and smoked a little more before losing more patience. While wearing a bikini sounded exciting to Kelsie, she wondered if they would see her tucked penis from the back if she were to change in one. Her and Jessica went back to the room to pick one out. Jessica had packed several and figured at least one of them would fit her sissy friend. Clarissa meanwhile went down to the basement to tell her friends to come back up to the party. Just like Holly, she didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary as there was no blood on the floor. The only thing that looked out of place were the golf clubs that had fallen down. The lights had come back on.

“Would someone answer me?!” she complained.

There was still no answer. Clarissa went to the fridge and shut the door. “Where are you two?” She looked around and saw no evidence of foul play. They weren’t so drunk and immature as to hide behind storage boxes, were they? Clarissa became even more frustrated. “Will someone please just say something? You all didn’t appear into thin air!”

Clarissa turned her attention to the rectangular window which was now open. Logically she figured they must have went out that way for some reason even though their cadavers laid in the large dryer thanks to the demented clown. The window was above another work bench and she started her way. It was getting foggy on the lake and the full moon provided some light on the outside. She first went to the window and said their names. “Maddie? Holly? Where did you both go?”

No answer.

Why didn’t they just come up the basement door? Were they trying to play a prank or maybe thought it was a shortcut to the hot tub? Sneaking out of window was something Clarissa hadn’t done since sneaking out of a boy’s house when she was a teen. She got halfway through the window and looked all three ways. There was no sight of any of the girls. She called for them again before turning to her right again to see a figure walking towards them. It was too dark to make the person out.

“Holly? Maddie? Where have you been?” she asked. She tried getting out of the window but the belt hooks around her shorts had become caught on something around the window sill. “Hey, come help me. I think I’m stuck!”

The figure continued his path towards his topic as Clarissa continued to struggle with getting unstuck. The weight of the weed wacker in his hand had no effect on his ability to move in closer. Clarissa could soon make out that it was not one of her friends and in fact, some guy wearing a clown mask in a work-suit with a weed wacker.

“Who are you?! What are you doing here?” she asked.

Before long, the demented clown turned on the weed wacker and went straight towards Clarissa’s face not even giving her enough time to scream. Blood splattered in every direction reminding the demented clown that there are easier murder weapons.

“What was that sound?” Jessica said with her shirt off about to change into a bikini.

“Sounded like a lawnmower or something,” replied Kelsie.

“Who would turn that on this late at night?”

“Let’s go check it out.”

The two girls went down the steps and called for Clarissa and the other ladies. They checked the kitchen and looked from the inside out to where the hot tub was and saw no one. Attention was turned to the front door as they heard the door bell ring.

“Who could that be?!” Jessica said starting to get nervous.

“I don’t know. Did someone order a pizza?”

“Maybe! Umm.. You are the ma…… Nevermind, just grab something.” Jessica had to be reminded of the need to get rid of gender roles this weekend.

Kelsie grabbed a small chef’s knife from the kitchen and walked with her friend to the front door.

“Who is it?” asked Kelsie in her girly voice.

There was no answer.

“Hey, who is out there? Clarissa? Did you get locked out?” asked Jessica.

“Holly? Maddie?” asked Kelsie.

“What should we do?” Jessica wondered since there was no answer.

Kelsie decided to unlock the door and open it with the knife hidden in her hand behind her back. Though both girls jumped back when Clarissa’s body which was leaning against the door feel towards them. They shrieked seeing her mangled face, only identifiable by the clothes she was wearing.

“Oh my god! Oh my god!!!” Jessica said panicking.

Kelsie wanted to throw up. While a fan of horror movies, she had not seen a dead body like this in real life.

“Fuck… Grab the shotgun!” she asked.

“I don’t know how to use that thing! Do you?”

Kelsie admitted to Jessica that she had not shot a gun since she was a kid playing with BB guns, but could figure it out. She grabbed the shotgun off of the mantle and found ammo in the bottom drawer of an end table next to the fireplace. He handed the knife to Jessica knowing she could easily stab a bitch if they tried attacking her.

“Why would someone do something like this?!” Jessica said as she cried knowing her friend and probably the other girls had been violently murdered.

“We need to call the police?! Is your phone working?”

Jessica looked down and saw that she still had no signal. “NO!”

“What about a landline? This seems like the type of place that would have one!”

They looked around together in the downstairs area, but could not find anything but the old ports that were meant for phone lines.

Kelsie didn’t like seeing her friend cry. Tears were rolling down her face and she could not think straight. The female part of Kelsie knew it was time for a hug.

“What should we do?” asked Kelsie with her friend in her arms.

“Maybe we should split up,” said Jessica.

“That never works out well!” Kelsie’s complained. “Grab your keys, we need to leave the property!”

Kelsie stood at the front door with the loaded shotgun as Kelsie quickly grabbed her keys from upstairs. She made it back down the stairs safely and the two went outside. Kelsie’s ability to walk in heels had improved throughout the day and walking outside in the grass was no exception. Part of her knew they would be breaking the law going in the car with the loaded shotgun, but their lives had to come first.

“Go to the cabin for the weekend they said, it would be fun they said,” complained Jessica as they got closer to the car.

The situation of Kelsie seeking help while dressed as a woman didn’t even come to mind as they were in fear for their lives. Crossdressing could be explained later once the police found this maniac. Just as the girls arrived at the car and unlocked her car using the electronic key, the demented clown aimed an arrow at Jessica’s head. He narrowly missed it, but did hit her in the shoulder. She ached in pain as the sharp arrowhead entered her back and yelped in pain.

“Jessica!” Kelsie screamed. She looked and saw the demented clown about twenty feet behind her friend and rushed over with the shotgun. The demented clown raised the arrow again but Kelsie raised the shotgun and fired one of the two shells in the chamber. He quickly feel to the ground and Kelsie grabbed her friend trying to get her in the car.

“Are you okay?!” Kelsie shrieked.

“It hurts!” said Jessica!

“We are going to get out of her safely girl!” said Kelsie.

“Please… hurry…”

“Where are your keys?!” Kelsie said as it was dark and they could not find the keys that were just in her hand that had fallen to the ground.

“LOOK OUT!” Jessica screamed as the demented clown came towards them.

The murderous clown had ditched the bow and arrow setup and now had a machete in his hand. He swung at Jessica but missed and hit the car. Another shot was made from the gun, but Kelsie missed. She managed to get Jessica away just in time and the two started running, as fast as they could in heels.

As they two hung on to each other, Kelsie tried comforting her injured friend. “We are going to have to get out of here another way. We need to take that rowboat and paddle to safety!” She said as they made their way to the dock.

“Thank you so much, Kelsie. I love you.”

“I love you too Jessica.”

Moments later, they just reached the dock and the salvation of the rowboat became a reality. Kelsie sat Jessica down on the one stair and placed one of the paddles that was on the dock back in the boat but stopped as Jessica feel over thanks to another arrow hitting her body. This time, striking her in the back of her head with a metal arrow going through one of her eyeballs.

“NOOOO!!!” screamed Kelsie in the loudest female voice she had ever projected.

The maniac clown kicked Jessica’s lifeless body out of the way as he made his way down to the small dock area. Kelsie had met her worst enemy. The clown pulled the machete back out and walked closer to her.

Kelsie had a few choices. One, try to get in the boat and paddle away by herself in the dark water. Two, try to attack the demented clown with something on the dock. Or three, try to talk to the demented creature. The third option seemed like the easiest.

“What do you want?!” she asked.

The heinous clown did not respond and stood in front of her with the weapon about ten feet away.

“Do you speak English?! What have you done?!”

Still no response.

“Why don’t you take that stupid mask off so I can see who the fuck you are?!” asked Kelsie.

He didn’t answer or respond to her action. The asshole in front of her had just killed her best friend and probably murdered the other girls, maybe the previous owners and all the guests in at the bed and breakfast, who knows how many other people. Then it came to her. She had one advantage the other girls didn’t: male privilege. Maybe this idiot was killing people just because they were young females. If he dropped the sissy act, maybe he had a chance. Even though she was a slim man and the person in front of her was much bigger, perhaps there was a chance after all.

Kelsie finally took off the heels she was wearing and threw them at the clown’s head. One hit him and had no effect on his stance. She then put her hand up her skirt and ripped off the gaff under her panties she had on letting her penis swing free. The breasts were a different story. They were heavily glued on and wouldn’t come on. Kelsie screamed in frustration, but decided to flash the clown her penis as proof.

“I’m a man you fucking idiot! Let’s go asshole!” screamed Kelsie in her male voice.

She watched as the person wearing the clown mask tilted his head. He still had a machete in his hand that he wasn’t afraid to use, even if confused.

Kelsie tried talking to the killer again. “Now that I’ve revealed myself, why don’t you take off that stupid mask?!”

The clown stood silent for a few moments before slowly reaching up with his freehand to take off the clown mask. He revealed himself to be a man of olive, battered skin. Looking about in his late-forties or early-fifties. His black hair was messy. Face emotionless.

She of course, did not recognize the person. But was happy to have an advanced physical description of him to report to police if she managed to escape. The sick clown started to inch closer to her and she picked up the oar as some form of defense.

His face was still emotionless as Kelsie yelled out things. “Why did you kill my friends? What did we do to you?!”

“You lied to me… “ the clown finally muttered.

“What? Why would you kill all my friends because of that? Who are you?!”

The clown continued to come closer. “Not that you idiot. You lied to me. You are not female…”

“That pissed about it dude? You need to fuck off!” Kelsie said raising the oar in order to hit him if he came closer.

He did in fact move closer to him and she used the oar to wack the right side of his body. It had no effect on him other than causing the oar to break in half. Kelsie panicked about what to do and just let out a high-pitched scream. The clown in return threw his machete towards Kelsie’s private area. The blade managed to go straight through her tight skirt, taking her penis and testicles to the wooden dock with it.

The pain was sharp and bleeding down there started, but Kelsie managed to throw the sharp part of the broken oar directly towards the demented clown’s face before becoming unconscious.

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Kelsie slowly opened her eyes and could barely make out the room. She just heard a few people talking and some beeping. All of this was a dream.

Until Kelsie noticed the long hair in her face and the gown she was wearing. A hospital gown! There was pain, but only a little since she had been administered painkillers by the staff. The room was plain. One of the only colorful things in the room was the red button attached to her hospital bed for calling help. She pressed the button and within a few moments, an attractive girl in her twenties wearing scrubs came to the room.

“You are up! It’s a miracle!” said the nurse.

“Where am I?”

“St. Hadis hospital,” said the nurse. “Can you please tell me your name and birthdate?” asked the nurse to confirm Kelsie’s identity.

“Kevin Ames. April 12, 1996.”

“Okay, we figured you were a male from a blood test.”

Kelsie looked down lifting his hospital gown and noticed the breast forms were still attached. His pelvic area was heavily bandaged. IV needle attached to her left arm.

The nurse continued. “You are lucky to be alive. The paramedics said just a few more minutes and you would have bleed to death on the dock!”

“How did they find me?”

“A boater heard a girl scream and came to the scene. Call emergency services from their marine radio.”

“Did any of the other girls make it?”

The nurse hesitated slightly before delivering the bad news. “I’m afraid not.”

Kelsie teared up, but still had many questions.

“Does my family know yet?”

“We can make some calls now that we know who you are. There was no identification on you and the investigative team is probably still at the cabin. I do need to know… Are you transgender?”

“I’m not.”

“Why were you dressed as a woman?”

“It’s a long story. Why do you ask?” Kelsie was curious about the nurse asking such a personal question.

“In most non-voluntary genital removal, the body starts to reject hormones that are produced. The fact that it looked like a penis was once between your legs proved that you were male, but the investigative team even confirmed part of your anatomy was found on the dock, though, completely destroyed beyond any medical help. We put a heavy dosage of testosterone in your IV bag along with nutrients and could switch it to estrogen if you wanted but since you aren’t transgender, this will have to do. It’s your only chance of recovery for testosterone since if it’s not in your system, you’ll have to be on estrogen for the rest of your life.”

“That’s a lot to take in,” said Kelsie.

“Yes, but at least both survived! You are so lucky to have survived whatever sick person did this to you.”

“Wait… what do you mean BOTH? I thought you said none of the girls survived,” Kelsie asked in a weak voice.

The nurse smiled after making some marks on her clipboard. “I’ll be back shortly,” she said as she exited the room for another patient.

Suddenly, the curtain divider in the room was ripped by a rough looking man in a hospital gown laying in the bed next to her. His face was heavily scarred, but Kelsie recognized him as the deranged clown! If he had been less groggy, the entire wing of the hospital would have heard her scream. But there was only a gasp as he saw the killer rip the tube off of Kelsie’s IV bag.

To be continued!