You're one nervous little birthday boy, but I have just the thing. I think the issue is, you're improperly dressed. I have no idea why you're wearing boxers to this thing, I have a different outfit in mind for you. But first, let me give you something to help you relax, you clearly need it. Breathe in and let all your anxieties melt away. That's better, isn't it? When you're loopy like this, my new "costume" suggestion is going to sound better and better. I begin dressing you to my liking. There's lots of pink... you show some resistance but any time you try to object, I have you inhale again. You start to feel really, really good... and really, really relaxed... so good that the more I transform you into my sissy slut, the hornier you get, the more excited, the more weak, the more dumb you are... so by the time I make you suck you're already drooling. By the time I make you take it in your ass, you're already aching to be stuffed full... and by the time I tell you it's time to go join the party again, you're willing to do anything to anyone so long as it means your slutty holes getting pounded over and over again...