Tom has just walked in the door to our room and for the third day in a row finds me shirtless and asleep on my bed with a trail of my clothes, beer cans and takeaway food containers all around the room.
Tom struggles through the mess "fucking Christ!" he mutters as he kicks a beer can towards my bed in frustration, it landing directly into my head.
I should probably introduce myself, I'm Lyam, a 19 year old college kid studying an arts degree because I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life. I'm about 6'0 tall with brown dishevelled hair and blue eyes, I had a slim build but with a little muscle from working out in the gym and playing on the football team.
Tom is my roommate, he's studying film and tv and doesn't really get into the sports scene much. He's 6'2 and also skinny but without the muscle. He has green eyes and short neatly cut hair that is always cared for and never had a single hair out of place. He also dressed super well, in nice pants, a tight t shirt and a jacket or knitted jumper his go to look whenever he left the apartment. To me he always looked like a bit of a prude.
I roll awake rubbing my head. I look towards Tom, realising he had kicked a can at me.
"What was that for?"
"Are you kidding me with this shit Lyam?" Tom growled.
"What, this again. I told you yesterday dude this is college, this is how college bachelors get to live before society gets all up their asses. If you're so worried about it you can clean it!" I say as I lean down and pick up a white beer stained shirt, sniff it and pull it on
"I seriously can't believe you dude" Tom scolds back at me as he pulls his knitted green sweater off and hangs it neatly in his wardrobe. "this isn't your parents place where they will just clean up after you alright, I live here too"
"Alright dude, sure" I say a little more sincerely before coming back with an attack of my own. "If you don't like the way I live and keep the place then do something about it"
Tom gives up and kicks an empty beer can across the room in a huff "I'm not your mom, asshole" Tom had been getting increasingly annoyed with my careless behaviour and I could tell he was ready to explode soon but didn't really care because I was stronger than him and I was happy living the way I lived.
I walked into the bathroom to shave and left all my hair just sitting in the sink, then I decided to trim my pubes a bit and just let all the hair fall on the ground. I jumped in the shower and then finish up taking a piss. I forget to put the seat up and piss all over the seat but don't bother cleaning it up either. None of this was a problem for me and I went back into the room and flipped down on the couch and turned on the tv.
Tom is reading at his desk when I come out and we both just ignore each other. After about 5 minutes Tom gets up to use the bathroom. Seeing the mess I made when he walked in the door was the straw that broke the camels back. Tom was fuming and decided that something needed to be done to end my behaviour. He got an idea and a sneaky smirk slid across his face.
I see Tom come out of the bathroom with this weird grin on your face and I ask him what's wrong.
"Nothing" Tom answers, uncharacteristically cheerfully as he closes the door and fishes around in a drawer beside his bed until he pulls out a stop watch.
I'm still totally ignoring whatever it is that Tom is doing and just continue to aimlessly stare at the tv.
Tom brought the stopwatch over and stood behind me. He dangled it in front of my face and started gently swinging it back and forward.
"Dude your blocking my view what the hell" I shout at him as I suddenly find my eyes following the watch back and forward, captivated and unable to look away.
Tom doesn't reply and just keeps swinging the watch for about 15 minutes with me unable to move away from it and I find myself slowly focusing more of my attention on it. Eventually I fall asleep and Tom starts whispering things in my ear.
"Lyam you are now under my hypnotic control. Whenever you hear the words 'filthy boy' you will return to this state of hypnosis and accept any suggestions I give you. I am now going to give you some suggestions which you will follow when they come into effect as soon as you wake up tomorrow morning. You will not know that they are suggestions and you will believe any suggestions I give you are your ideas and will not remember ever being hypnotised. 3. 2. 1. Wake up."
I wake up and keep watching the tv for a couple of hours before crawling back into bed at about 11 to get some sleep.
In the morning I wake up at about 8:30 which is unusually early for me but I don't feel sleepy so I get up. I look around the room and see Tom is still asleep. As I look around I realise he might be right and maybe I should clean the place up a little. I decide that this afternoon I will get it cleaned up. I go into the bathroom to get ready for the day. As I walk in I go to shave at the sink but decide to do it in the shower so it'll be less work to keep it tidy. As I'm showering I start shaving my face and then decide that I should trim my pubes, none of this was unusual until I find myself not just trimming my pubes but completely getting rid of them. I think to myself that I got a bit carried away there and go to stop but I see my smooth genitals and other than my 4" cock looking a bit smaller now that it's hairless I realise I kind of like it and decide to keep going, I shave my legs, then if decide to shave my chest, then my arms and arm pits and even in my ass crack. By the time I'm done I'm completely hairless below my eye brows. I think to myself that it's a little out of character for me to decide to do that but go with it anyway, feeling very soft and loving the smoothness of my skin all of a sudden.
Next I step out into the room and go to get dressed. I grab a shirt and some shorts and go looking for underwear and my drawer is empty. I look around the floor and in my hamper but can't find any. I think to myself that I must have decided to throw them all away because they were stained and gross. I pull on the shirt and shorts anyway, free balling it so I can go and buy some new ones.
I leave Tom sleeping and slip out to head to the mall. Once I get to the mall I try to decide where to go for new underwear, thinking now might be a good chance to get something a little sexier that feels good rather than the boring boxers I always wore. I walked past a few trendy shops with underwear from places like Calvin Klein but wasn't really into it. Then I walked past Victoria secret and got super hard, I resisted the urge to go in but circled back past it twice getting hard each time. The third time I went past I decided to go in just to look at what they had, not planning on buying anything.
I walked into the store and looked around at all the sexy lingerie. I reached down to a table and picked up a pair of purple lace panties. They felt amazing and something made me go and try them on, as I picked them up and went to walk to the change rooms I saw the matching bra and took that with me too. I went into the change rooms and tried on the bra and panty set and fell in love with the feeling, not really needing a bra I felt a little strange putting it on but when I looked in the mirror I realised I didn't care that I didn't need it, I loved the way it looked. I took them off and went back out to the store which was pretty empty at 9:30 in the morning thankfully. I decided to get 10 pairs of panties, 25 bras and 15 cute little thongs all in a variety of satins and lace and in a mix of black, white, pink, purple, red, yellow and blue. I took my new underwear and went home to slip into the same purple and black bra I tried on in the store but this time with a little purple lace thong instead of the panties. I loved the way it felt and I finished getting dressed, filling my wardrobe with the rest of my new underwear.