Quote (ace07 @ Apr 11 2016 08:20pm)
I was backpacking in Thailand and decided to visit a ladyboy bar for laughs. One of the patrons there complimented me on my "dainty hands" and kept offering me drinks. I black out and woke up locked in a room surrounded by ladyboys. Most were drugged out and barely there.
I was there for 7 weeks. They put hormones in my food and made me dress up like a girl, wig, makeup, the whole nine yards. I had to listen to what I assumed were sissy hypno tapes, but they were in thai so they didn't really do anything. Eventually I escaped by pretending to be feminized at heart and eager to serve bar patrons. My first night as a working bar girl, after satisfying several well hung clients (yolo), I made my break for it and ran out, chased by muscular ladyboy bouncers. I smacked a man off a scooter, stole it and rode away. I ditched the bike about 50 km away, I had no money, and my visa, passport, ID, etc had all been taken by the bar. I had to freelance sell my boipucci to survive over the next few days as I made my way to the American embassy. The person at the embassy who helped me secure passage out of Thailand sighed and said I was the 5th person this week.
wtf am i....?
tuti kamu