A/N Ello Govna! I know I know, why the hell are you posting another fanfic? You have 5 on the backburner and Fireworks is supposed to be up today? Well the next Fireworks chapter is so effing long that I need a couple weeks to work on it. So in the mean time, along with Burning Memories and Macy Brown, I will be working on some new stories. I have some one-shots in mind, some long chaptered, and some non glee I'm working on. If you want to read my next fanfics, put me on Author Alert I would really appreciate it. So the concept is kind of kinky for those people who really go for Kurt in womens lingerie :o This chapter won't have any smut, but then its smut smut smut till the end. The next chapters go Puck, Finn, Sam, Mike, Artie, Karofsky, Sebastian (since he is just introduced and will be fun to write,) Rory (kill me if you want I had to,) and finally Blaine as the finale. I might even throw in Santana before Rory as a little treat ;) Enjoy guys. Love you Bye!
Kurt slide the box of condoms and bottle of lube behind the curtain of his maid cart. Brittany, Rachel, and Quinn giggled as he adjusted his maid's outfit, straightening the name tag of their ex-coworker Kate.
"This better work Berry," Quinn sneered, humor in her voice.
"It will," Rachel scoffed, "as long as the guys think Kurt is a girl before the big unveil, it will be fool proof."
"Wait, that's Kurt?," Brittany asked. The short haired and bruntette girl rolled thair eyes at her. Kurt just stared at the three. He still was shocked that he had agreed to something so... dirty. Sleeping with his ex-boyfriend was bad enough. Now he soon be sleeping with 9 men in the matter of minutes. The pressure was horrible.
"I don't know about this guys," Kurt stammered, "I mean, what if I get caught?"
"You won't get caught," Rachel reassured, "I told Tina already our plan, and she was all set with it."
"But still, you expect me to sleep with these strangers?," Kurt said in horror.
"It will be ok," Quinn comforted, rubbing his bare arm, "we've been through it." Kurt looked at the floor. He still knew about what those pigs had done to Quinn, Rachel, and Brittany. If sexually abusing them wasn't bad enough, now Brittany was expecting a baby girl, all because some douchebag wanted a little free sex. It was because of that Kurt had agreed to all this.
"Please Kurtie," Brittany begged, "do it for Bitsy." Kurt giggled at the pet name for her child.
"Fine," Kurt said.
"Great," Rachel cheered, "but before you go up, we have to make sure your ready. The girls went to work getting the finishing touches on Kurt's appearance. Quinn touched up his makeup and slid on pin-straight, blonde wig onto his head. Rachel slid off his boxers and slipped a black thong in it's place. Brittany un-tied his boots and popped onto his feet a pair of 6-inch red high heels. The girls looked at their friend and smiled.
"Kurt, you look perfect," Quinn bubbled. Kurt stared at himself in the maid quarter's mirror and was shocked at his reflection. His short blonde hair had disappeared, covered by the wig that made his feminine face look even more like a girls. His makeup was simple but intricate, his eyes and cheeks covered in a baby-pink shadow and his lips smeared with nude lipstick. His nails were a cherry red, french tipped with with a cream coloured polish. But it was the dress that shocked him the most.
The short black dress barely covered his manlyhood and was skin-tight. However, it was very flattering, making his blue eyes pop. The white apron wrapped around his waist like a corset and the high heels made him look at least 6'1. The name tag shone in the light, glittering as if it was home at last.
"How the hell do you guys stand this?," Kurt scoffed, causing the girls to giggle.
"Well, times up," Rachel annouced, "here's the list of the clients we want revenge on. The girl can be opitional." She handed Kurt a piece of hotel stationary with a list of 10 names written down in clean cursive. He recognized some of the names: being the concierge meant that he could know most of the clients. Kurt rolled his eyes at the names Santana Lopez, the openly lesbian girl that had taken away Brittany's innocence, Noah Puckerman, the self-proclaimed bad ass that would hook up with the maids on a regular basis, and Sebastian, who had been Brittany's baby daddy.
"Good luck Kate," Quinn said with a wink.
"Bye bye Kurtie," Brittany giggled as Kurt wheeled his cart out of the quarter. He stepped into the elevator and after knowing he was alone, he checked the cart to see what the girls had hidden. Besides the condoms and lube, Kurt found a stack of panties, one for each client, a cellphone to contact Rachel, 3 bottles of water, a dishcloth, a camera to take pictures so they could digrace the clients, and the only thing that gave him hope, the ultra-sound of Bitsy. Kurt smiled at the picture. He loved Brittany with all his heart and seeing her so vulnerable on the day she learned of the pregancy tortured him. This was not only for Brittany, Quinn, and Rachel, but also for Bitsy.
"Don't worry Bitsy," Kurt whispered, "you'll get your revenge." With that, Kurt hit the 8th floor button and headed up to room 807: Noah Puckerman's room.
A/N Well that's chapter 1. I hope you enjoyed it. Alert, favorite, and review. Also tell me if I should do a Kurttana chapter. I find it could be fun but its up to you guys. Love you guys Bye!
UndercoverGleek ;)