It was a balmy Friday evening when five friends met in a small, cozy apartment for their monthly poker game. The atmosphere was lively, and the air was filled with laughter, banter, and the rustling of cards. It had become a tradition to meet up to leave everyday life behind and immerse themselves in the world of poker. But this time, a special bet hung over the table.
Jens, who regularly lost the game, had a particularly unlucky hand last time and had to honor the bet. The punishment was clear: The loser had to appear at the next meeting dressed as a woman and spend the evening in that attire.
Jens’ transformation
At exactly eight o’clock, the doorbell rang. The others opened it excitedly and burst into laughter when they saw Jens. He had taken the bet seriously and was completely dressed as a woman this time – albeit in an even more daring version than at the last meeting. Over the provocative lingerie everyone had already expected, Jens wore a sheer blouse that barely concealed anything and an extremely short skirt that didn’t even fully cover his bottom. With every step, the fabric swung open, revealing the lacy underwear underneath.
His makeup was perfect, with bright red lipstick and deep, bold eyes. He tried to play the awkward scene with humor, but his embarrassed expression betrayed that he was far less comfortable with the situation than he pretended. The others could barely contain their laughter, while Jens, in the role of “housekeeper,” took care of the drinks.
The tide is turning
The game began, and at first, it seemed as if Jens was finally getting lucky. He drew strong cards and confidently raised his bets. The others followed suit, and the round grew more tense. Jens was convinced he wouldn’t be the loser this time.
But his luck changed. With each round, the others drew better cards, while Jens revealed increasingly weaker hands. His initial confidence soon gave way to frustration as he lost round after round. Despite his skimpy skirt and revealing blouse, he couldn’t stop the sweat from breaking out on his forehead.
The group repeatedly laughed about his losses, while Jens grew increasingly annoyed. When he finally realized that he would be the loser again this evening, he burst out. “This can’t be right! You must be cheating!” Jens’ protests grew louder, and the others began to tease him more seriously.
Escalation: handcuffs and ankle chains
His friends, who had also consumed a lot of alcohol by now, decided to escalate the situation. “You’re really talking a lot today,” one of them grinned. Without warning, they pulled out handcuffs and put them on Jens to prevent him from protesting further. But that wasn’t enough: When Jens continued to gesticulate angrily and tried to break free, they also produced an ankle bracelet.
“Now he can only take small steps,” one laughed, as the anklet was placed around Jens’s ankle. The chain was short enough that Jens could only move forward with tiny, stumbling steps. With the high heels, the short skirt, and the restrictive chain, he looked as if he were trapped in a bizarre costume.
The group erupted into raucous laughter, and Jens, unable to say anything more, stood there with slumped shoulders and a bright red face. The ball gag, which they soon put on him as well, ensured that he couldn’t express any further complaints.
The end of the game
With the ball gag in his mouth, his hands handcuffed, and the ankle chain on his legs, Jens could only watch helplessly as the game continued. The others enjoyed watching him in this helpless position, and the rounds dragged on as the alcohol levels continued to rise.
When the game finally ended and the last chips had been distributed, Jens began to gesticulate. He pointed to his handcuffs, anklet, and ball gag, hoping his friends would finally free him. But the others, now so drunk they could barely stand, just laughed.
“We’re way too drunk to find the key,” one of them slurred, handing Jens his apartment key. “Here, don’t worry, you’ll be fine.”
Instead of freeing him, they pushed him out the door, still wearing his lingerie, see-through blouse, tight skirt, handcuffs, ball gag, and ankle chain. The door was closed behind him, and Jens was left alone on the street in the middle of the night.
The way home begins
Jens felt the cold night air on his skin as he tried to keep a clear head in the situation. With his hands handcuffed and the ball gag in his mouth, he was virtually defenseless. Even worse was the ankle chain, which forced him to take only small, shuffling steps. The walk home, which normally only took ten minutes, suddenly seemed like an insurmountable challenge.
He decided to move as inconspicuously as possible through the empty streets, but that was almost impossible in his outfit. His skirt swung open with every step, revealing even more of his lingerie, while his high heels made him wobble even more. Jens quickly turned into a dark alley and looked for a hiding place.
Encounters along the way
His first attempt to hide behind a dumpster was a failure. He had barely ducked when a group of teenagers turned the corner. They stopped when they spotted Jens and immediately burst into laughter. One of the boys pulled out his cell phone and started taking pictures. Jens tried to scamper away, but with the anklet on, it was almost impossible to escape fast enough. The boys took several pictures before laughing and moving on.
Jens sighed and decided to move on, but fate seemed to be against him. He kept encountering people staring at him. An elderly couple stopped and shook their heads, while a woman walking her dog blatantly took a picture of him. Jens tried to turn his back on her, but his short skirt and see-through blouse didn’t exactly help him remain unnoticed.
Cars passing him honked their horns, and some drivers shouted lewd comments at him. Jens could only trudge on, his cheeks burning with shame as he desperately hid behind every dark corner or trash can he could find.
The embarrassing homecoming
Finally, Jens reached his apartment, completely exhausted and humiliated. He stood in front of the door, keys in hand, but the handcuffs made it impossible to insert the key into the lock. Frustrated, he sank down onto the steps. The night had taken more of him than he ever expected, and the worst part was that he knew several photos of him would end up on the internet.
It took a while before a neighbor noticed the noise and came outside to see what was going on. Jens could only ask for help with gestures, and finally the neighbor freed him from the handcuffs and ball gag. Completely exhausted, Jens dragged himself into his apartment and collapsed onto the sofa.
The consequences
The next morning, when Jens woke up with a pounding head and heavy limbs, he realized that several messages had already arrived on his phone. Pictures of him in the see-through outfit and lingerie were circulating on social media. The faces of the people he had encountered were burned into his memory, and he knew that this embarrassing night would haunt him for a long time.
