Farrix Academy for Girls 0.5.1

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Farrix Academy for Girls is a game primarily about sissification. While there is a lot of content present, it is still in development, and as such may contain bugs/spelling errors. Your opinion on the game means a lot to me! Feedback will be immensely helpful in fixing bugs, adding to and altering the content that’s already there, and also informing the direction of content that’s yet to be added. All characters are above the age of 18, and all models in pictures are above the age of 18. [[Starting options<-Begin]]

Currently included kinks are sissification, voluntary and involuntary transformation, bimbofication, chastity, BDSM, submission, humiliation, feet/shoes and fantasizing over clothing/materials. Optional kinks include watersports. Future updates will include cuckolding (path dependant), complete MtF transformation (path dependant), and optional ABDL content. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- __Optional kinks__ Watersports <<checkbox "$Piss" 0 1 >> __Other__ Physical violence (currently affects one event, but may be expanded in the future) <<checkbox "$Violence" 0 1 >> ------------------------------------------------------------------------- You can edit your name and your step sister's name here. The names of other character can be changed after meeting them. Your name: <<textbox "$name" "James">> Hannah's name <<textbox "$Hannah" "Hannah">> [[Intro<-Start]] [[Chapter select]] \ <<set $Start to 1>>\

<<set $ShoesA to 1, $PantiesM to 1, $SU1 to 1, $Underwear to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Top to 1, $Outfit to 1, $SocksM to 1, $Hosiery to 1, $Shoes to 1, $App to 1>>\ <<set $M to 45>>\ You wake up to the violent shriek of your alarm. After slamming it off, you get dressed and head downstairs to the kitchen, where $Hannah is already awake, and preparing breakfast. “Morning, $name . How’d you sleep?” You chat for a while about nothing important while eating some food, which is helpful for distracting you from the daunting idea of going to an all girl’s school. $Hannah seems to pick up on your nerves, diffusing them as best she can by reminding you it’s only temporary, and that maybe you’ll meet someone special during your brief time there. “If it’ll ease your nerves, I’ll walk there with you. Afterall, you don’t even know the way, do you?” Together you wash the dishes, before setting off for your first day at Farrix Academy for Girls. [[School 1<-Continue]]

<<if $Stress lt 0>><<set $Stress to 0>><<elseif $Stress gt 9>><<set $Stress to 10>><</if>>\ <<if $Horny lt 0>><<set $Horny to 0>><<elseif $Horny gt 9>><<set $Horny to 10>><</if>>\ <<if $CC2 is 3 and $Code is 1>><<set $CC2 to 2>><</if>>\ <<if $PJUn is 1>><<set $PJUn to 0, $PJ to 0, $PJA to 0, $PJB to 0, $PJC to 0, $PJD to 0, $PJE to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $SkirtUn is 1>><<set $SkirtUn to 0, $SkirtA to 0, $SkirtB to 0, $SkirtC to 0, $SkirtD to 0, $SkirtE to 0, $SkirtF to 0, $SkirtG to 0, $SkirtH to 0, $SkirtI to 0, $SkirtJ to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $BlouseUn is 1>><<set $BlouseUn to 0, $BlouseM to 0, $BlouseA to 0, $BlouseB to 0, $BlouseC to 0, $BlouseD to 0, $BlouseE to 0, $BlouseF to 0, $Blouse to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $PantsUn is 1>><<set $PantsUn to 0, $Pants to 0, $PantsM to 0, $PantsA to 0, $PantsB to 0, $PantsC to 0, $PantsD to 0, $PantsE to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $ShoesUn is 1>><<set $Shoes to 0, $ShoesUn to 0, $ShoesA to 0, $ShoesB to 0, $ShoesC to 0, $ShoesD to 0, $ShoesE to 0, $ShoesF to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $UniformUn is 1>><<set $UniformUn to 0, $SU1 to 0, $SUBlue to 0, $SUPink to 0, $SUBlack to 0, $MaidA to 0, $SUSleep to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $ShoesA is 1 or $ShoesB or $ShoesC or $ShoesD or $ShoesE or $ShoesF is 1>><<set $Shoes to 1>><<else>><<set $Shoes to 0>><</if>> <<if $Top is 1 and $Bottom is 1 and $Shoes is 1 and $Underwear is 1 and $Hosiery is 1 and $Sleepwear is 0>><<set $App to 1>><<else>><<set $App to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $Fem lt 41 and $LipstickC is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $LipstickA is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $LipstickB is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $LipstickD is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $LipstickE is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $LipstickF is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $LipstickG is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $FoundationA is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $ConcealerA is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $MascaraA is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $EyelinerA is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $BlushA is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $BlushB is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $EyeshadowA is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $EyeshadowB is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $EyeshadowC is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $EyeshadowD is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $EyeshadowE is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $EyeshadowF is 1 >><<set $App to 0>><</if>>\ __Quick change__ <<if $Fem gt 51 and $Shoes5 is 1>>[[Room<-School uniform][$Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1, $SUBlue to 1, $ShoesA to 0, $Sleepwear to 0, $DressUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $ShoesB to 0, $ShoesC to 0, $ShoesD to 0, $ShoesE to 1, $ShoesF to 0, $MaidA to 0, $SUPink to 0, $PJ to 0, $PJA to 0, $PJB to 0, $PJC to 0, $PJD to 0, $PJE to 0]]\ <<elseif $Fem gt 49>>[[Room<-School uniform][$Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1, $SUBlue to 1, $ShoesA to 0, $Sleepwear to 0, $PJUn to 1, $DressUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $ShoesB to 0, $ShoesC to 1, $ShoesD to 0, $ShoesE to 0, $ShoesF to 0, $MaidA to 0, $SUPink to 0]]\ <<elseif $ShoesCOrder is 1>>[[Room<-School uniform][$Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1, $SU1 to 1, $ShoesA to 0, $Sleepwear to 0, $DressUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $ShoesB to 0, $ShoesC to 1, $ShoesD to 0, $ShoesE to 0, $ShoesF to 0]]\ <<elseif $ShoesCOrder is 0>>[[Room<-School uniform][$Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1, $PJUn to 1, $SU1 to 1, $ShoesA to 1, $Sleepwear to 0, $DressUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $ShoesB to 0, $ShoesC to 0, $ShoesD to 0, $ShoesE to 0, $ShoesF to 0]]<</if>> \ <<if $Home is 0>>[[Room<-Casual clothes][$Top to 1, $BlouseM to 1, $Bottom to 1, $PantsM to 1, $Outfit to 0, $ShoesB to 1, $Sleepwear to 0, $DressUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $BlouseA to 0, $BlouseB to 0, $BlouseC to 0, $BlouseD to 0, $BlouseE to 0, $PantsA to 0, $PantsB to 0, $PantsC to 0, $PantsD to 0, $PantsE to 0, $ShoesA to 0, $ShoesC to 0, $ShoesD to 0, $ShoesE to 0, $ShoesF to 0]]\ <<elseif $Home gt 0>>==Casual clothes==<</if>> \ <<if $BDSM gt 2>>[[Room<-Sleepwear][$Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1, $PJ to 0, $Sleepwear to 1, $DressUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $ShoesUn to 1, $PJA to 0, $PJB to 0, $PJC to 0, $PJD to 0, $PJE to 0, $SUSleep to 1, $SUBlue to 0, $SUPink to 0, $ShoesA to 0, $ShoesB to 0, $ShoesC to 0, $ShoesD to 0, $ShoesE to 0, $ShoesF to 0, $App to 0]]\ <<elseif $PJ4 is 0>>[[Room<-Sleepwear][$Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1, $PJ to 1, $Sleepwear to 1, $Pants to 0, $Blouse to 0, $DressUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $ShoesUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $PJA to 0, $PJB to 0, $PJC to 0, $PJD to 0, $PJE to 0, $ShoesA to 0, $ShoesB to 0, $ShoesC to 0, $ShoesD to 0, $ShoesE to 0, $ShoesF to 0, $App to 0]]\ <<elseif $PJ4 is 1>>[[Room<-Sleepwear][$Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1, $PJ to 0, $Sleepwear to 1, $DressUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $ShoesUn to 1, $Pants to 0, $Blouse to 0, $UniformUn to 1, $PJA to 0, $PJB to 0, $PJC to 0, $PJD to 1, $PJE to 0, $PJ to 0, $ShoesA to 0, $ShoesB to 0, $ShoesC to 0, $ShoesD to 0, $ShoesE to 0, $ShoesF to 0, $App to 0]]<</if>> [[Closet]] - [[Lingerie<-Underwear drawer]] - [[Vanity table]] <<if $H lt 23 and $H gt 8 and $Priority is 0>>[[Computer<-Computer]]<<elseif $H lt 9>>There's no time to use your computer right now. You need to go to school.<<elseif $Priority is 1>>You can't use your computer right now<<elseif $H gt 22>>It’s too late to do that<</if>> <<if $H lt 23 and $H gt 8 and $Priority is 0>>[[Bathroom]]<<elseif $H lt 9>>There's no time to go to the bathroom right now. You need to go to school.<<elseif $Priority is 1>>You can't go to the bathroom right now<<elseif $H gt 22>>It’s too late to do that<</if>> <<if $H lt 23 and $H gt 8 and $Priority is 0 and $Stress gt 9>>You're far too stressed to do chores right now<<elseif $H lt 23 and $H gt 8 and $Priority is 0>>[[Chores<-Do chores]]<<elseif $H lt 9>>There's no time to do chores right now. You need to go to school.<<elseif $Priority is 1>>You can't do chores right now<<elseif $H gt 22>>It’s too late to do that<</if>> \ <<if $H gt 7 and $H lt 20 and $Priority is 0 and $Stress gt 9>>You're far too stressed to go outside right now<<elseif $Weekend is 1 and $ChoresPunish gt 4 and $H gt 2>>You can't go out right now; it's past your curfew<<elseif $H gt 7 and $H lt 20 and $App is 1 and $Priority is 0>>[[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 30]]<<elseif $H gt 20>>It's too late to go out right now<</if>> \ <<if $H lt 21 and $H gt 7 and $Priority is 0>>[[Room<-Sleep until the night][$H to 21, $M to 0]]\ <<elseif $H gt 20 and $PantsM is 0 and $Skirt is 0 and $Blouse is 0 and $Dress is 0 and $Shoes is 0 and $ChoresPunish gt 0>>[[Sleep Kennel<-Go to sleep]]<<elseif $H gt 20 and $Pants is 0 and $Skirt is 0 and $Blouse is 0 and $Dress is 0 and $Shoes is 0>>[[Sleep<-Go to sleep]]<</if>>\ <<if $Day is 1 and $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1>>[[School 1<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $Day is 2 and $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1>>[[2a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $Day is 3 and $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1>>[[School 3a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $Day is 4 and $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1>>[[School 4a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $Day is 5 and $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1>>[[School 5a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Day is 8>>[[School 2-1a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $PantiesA is 1 and $Day is 9>>[[School 2-2a<-Go to school]]\ <<elseif $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $PantiesA is not 1 and $Day is 9>>[[2-2a No panties<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Day is 10 and $PantiesM is 0 and $PantiesA is 0>>[[School 2-3a<-Go to school]]\ <<elseif $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Day is 10>>[[School 2-3b Key<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 7>>[[School 2-4a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 8>>[[School 2-5a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 9>>[[3-1a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem gt 9 and $Fem lt 12>>[[3-2a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 12>>[[3-3a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 13 and $Blackmail lt 2>>[[3-4a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Blackmail is 2 and $Fem is 13>>[[4-1a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 14>>[[4-2a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 15 and $TightsA is 0>>[[4-3 No Tights<-Go to school]]\ <<elseif $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 16 or $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 15>>[[4-3 Tights<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 17>>[[School 4-4a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 18>>[[School 4-5a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 19>>[[5-1a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 20>>[[5-2a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem gt 21 and $Fem lt 25>>[[5-3a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 26 or $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 25>>[[6-1a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 27>>[[School 6-5a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ \ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 28>>[[7-1a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 30 and $Day3 is not 1>>[[7-5a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem gt 29 and $Fem lt 32 and $AshMad is 1 and $Day3 is 1>>[[8-1a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem gt 29 and $Fem lt 32 and $AshMad is 0 and $Day3 is 1>>[[8-1a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 32>>[[8-2a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 32 and $Day3 is 1>>[[9-1a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 33>>[[9-1a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 34>>[[9-1a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 35>>[[9-1a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 36>>[[9-5a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 37>>[[10-1a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ \ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 38>>[[11-1a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 39>>[[10-1a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 40>>[[11-3a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 44 and $Day3 is 4>>[[11-4 Blackmail 2<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 1 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 44 and $Day3 is 5>>[[11-5 Blackmail 1<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ \ <<if $H is 7 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 50 and $BlackmailDate is not 5>>[[12-1a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 50 and $BlackmailDate is 5>>[[12-1a Bestie<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 51>>[[12-2a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 53 and $Day3 is 1 and $Home is 3 or $H is 7 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 53 and $Day3 is 1 and $Home is 4>>[[Secret Desires 1 Pre<-Go to school]]\ <<elseif $H is 7 and $App is 1 and $Fem is 65 and $Day3 is 1>>[[Secret Desires 6a<-Go to school]]\ <<elseif $H is 7 and $App is 1 and $Fem gte 52>>[[12-3a<-Go to school]]<</if>>\ \ \ <<if $Day is 5 and $H gt 18 and $H lt 23 and $App is 1 and $HF1 is 0>>[[Hannah Friday 1<-Hang out with step sister]]<<elseif $Day is 5 and $H lt 19 and $H gt 7 and $App is 1 and $HF1 is 0>>$Hannah will be in the longue later to hang out with you.<<elseif $Day is 5 and $H gt 18 and $H lt 23 and $App is 0 and $HF1 is 0>>$Hannah is in the longue if you wanted to talk to her.<</if>>\ <<if $Day is 12 and $H gt 18 and $H lt 23 and $App is 1 and $HF2 is 0>>[[Hannah Friday 2<-Hang out with step sister]]<<elseif $Day is 12 and $H lt 19 and $H gt 7 and $App is 1 and $HF2 is 0>>$Hannah will be in the longue later to hang out with you.<<elseif $Day is 12 and $H gt 18 and $H lt 23 and $App is 0 and $HF2 is 0>>$Hannah is in the longue if you wanted to talk to her.<</if>>\ <<if $Day is 19 and $H gt 18 and $H lt 23 and $App is 1 and $HF3 is 0>>[[Hannah Friday 3<-Hang out with step sister]]<<elseif $Day is 19 and $H lt 19 and $H gt 7 and $App is 1 and $HF3 is 0>>$Hannah will be in the longue later to hang out with you.<<elseif $Day is 19 and $H gt 18 and $H lt 23 and $App is 0 and $HF3 is 0>>$Hannah is in the longue if you wanted to talk to her.<</if>>\ <<if $Day is 26 and $H gt 18 and $H lt 23 and $App is 1 and $HF4 is 0>>[[Hannah Friday 4<-Hang out with step sister]]<<elseif $Day is 26 and $H lt 19 and $H gt 7 and $App is 1 and $HF4 is 0>>$Hannah will be in the longue later to hang out with you.<<elseif $Day is 26 and $H gt 18 and $H lt 23 and $App is 0 and $HF4 is 0>>$Hannah is in the longue if you wanted to talk to her.<</if>>\ <<if $Day is 33 and $H gt 18 and $H lt 23 and $App is 1 and $HF5 is 0>>[[Hannah Friday 5<-Hang out with step sister]]<<elseif $Day is 33 and $H lt 19 and $H gt 7 and $App is 1 and $HF5 is 0>>$Hannah will be in the longue later to hang out with you.<<elseif $Day is 33 and $H gt 18 and $H lt 23 and $App is 0 and $HF5 is 0>>$Hannah is in the longue if you wanted to talk to her.<</if>>\ <<if $Day is 40 and $H gt 18 and $H lt 23 and $App is 1 and $HF6 is 0>>[[Hannah Friday 6<-Hang out with step sister]]<<elseif $Day is 40 and $H lt 19 and $H gt 7 and $App is 1 and $HF6 is 0>>$Hannah will be in the longue later to hang out with you.<<elseif $Day is 40 and $H gt 18 and $H lt 23 and $App is 0 and $HF6 is 0>>$Hannah is in the longue if you wanted to talk to her.<</if>>\ <<if $Day is 47 and $H gt 18 and $H lt 23 and $App is 1 and $HF7 is 0>>[[Hannah Friday 7<-Hang out with step sister]]<<elseif $Day is 47 and $H lt 19 and $H gt 7 and $App is 1 and $HF7 is 0>>$Hannah will be in the longue later to hang out with you.<<elseif $Day is 47 and $H gt 18 and $H lt 23 and $App is 0 and $HF7 is 0>>$Hannah is in the longue if you wanted to talk to her.<</if>>\ <<if $Day is 54 and $H gt 18 and $H lt 23 and $App is 1 and $HF8 is 0>>[[Hannah Friday 8<-Hang out with step sister]]<<elseif $Day is 54 and $H lt 19 and $H gt 7 and $App is 1 and $HF8 is 0>>$Hannah will be in the longue later to hang out with you.<<elseif $Day is 54 and $H gt 18 and $H lt 23 and $App is 0 and $HF8 is 0>>$Hannah is in the longue if you wanted to talk to her.<</if>>\ <<if $Day is 68 and $H gt 18 and $H lt 23 and $App is 1 and $HF10 is 0>>[[Hannah Friday 10<-Hang out with step sister]]<<elseif $Day is 68 and $H lt 19 and $H gt 7 and $App is 1 and $HF10 is 0>>$Hannah will be in the longue later to hang out with you.<<elseif $Day is 68 and $H gt 18 and $H lt 23 and $App is 0 and $HF10 is 0>>$Hannah is in the longue if you wanted to talk to her.<</if>>\ \ \ <<if $Day3 is 7 and $App is 1 and $AshWeek4 is 1 and $Fem lt 20 and $H lt 20>>[[AshW1-a<-Go to friend's house]]<</if>>\ <<if $Day3 is 6 and $App is 1 and $MallSaturday is 3>>[[Mall Week 5 With Jen<-Go to the mall with blackmailer]] or [[Mall Week 5 With Ash<-Go to the mall with friend]]<</if>>\ <<if $Day3 is 6 and $App is 1 and $MallSaturday is 2>>[[Mall Week 5 Ash<-Go to the mall with friend]]<</if>>\ <<if $Day3 is 7 and $App is 1 and $MallSaturday gt 4 and $MallSaturday lt 8>>[[Ash W2a<-Visit friend]]<</if>>\ <<if $A is 2 and $Day3 is 7 and $Priority is 1 and $App is 1>>[[Alex 3<-Meet friend]]<<elseif $A is 3 and $Day3 is 7 and $Priority is 1 and $App is 1 and visited("10-1a")>>[[Alex 4<-Meet friend]]<</if>>\ \ \ <<if $AskForScrewdriver is 1 and $Screwdriver is 0 and $H gt 18 and $H lt 21 and $Day lt 5 and $App is 1>>[[Screw Hannah<-Ask for a screwdriver]]<</if>>\ <<if $Fem is 3 and $Weekday is 1 and $H gt 7 and $H lt 19>>[[Steal panties<-Steal step sister's panties]]<</if>>\ <<if $Fem is 13 and $HF3 is 2 and $Weekend is 1 and $H gt 10 and visited("Ask about tights") is 0>>[[Ask about tights]]<</if>>\ <<if $PantyhoseTask is 2 and $Day3 is 7 and $H gt 7 and $H lt 19 and $App is 1 and visited("6-1a") and $SocksM is 0 and $TightsA is 0 and $TightsB is 0 and $TightsC is 0 and $TightsD is 0 and $TightsE is 0 and visited("7-1a") is 0>>[[Ash Pantyhose<-Visit friend]]<<elseif $PantyhoseTask gt 0 and $PantyhoseTask lt 3 and $Day3 is 7 and $H gt 7 and $H lt 19 and visited("6-1a") is 1 and visited("7-1a") is 0>>$Ash wants you to wear a pair of pantyhose to her house<</if>>\ <<if $SkirtTask1 is 1 and $Weekday is 1 and $H gt 7 and $H lt 19>>[[Task Hannah Skirt<-Steal a skirt]]<<elseif $SkirtTask2 is 1 and $Weekday is 1 and $H gt 7 and $H lt 19 and $SocksM is 0 and $TightsA is 0 and $TightsB is 0 and $TightC is 0 and $TightsD is 0 and $Hosiery is 1>>[[Task Hannah Skirt<-Steal a skirt]]<</if>>\ <<if $PJTask gt 0 and $PJTask lt 10 and $H gt 7 and $H lt 19>>[[Task PJ Hannah<-Steal nightwear]]<</if>>\ <<if $AshSkirtHelp is 1 and $SkirtTask1 is 1 and $Weekday is 1 and $H gt 7 and $H lt 21 and $App is 1>>[[Task Skirt Ash Help<-Skirt help]]<<elseif $AshSkirtHelp is 1 and $SkirtTask2 is 1 and $Weekday is 1 and $H gt 7 and $H lt 21 and $App is 1>>[[Task Skirt Ash Help<-Skirt help]]<</if>>\ <<if $TaskPJHelp is 1 and $H lt 21 and $App is 1>>[[Task PJ Ash<-Help with assignment]]<</if>>\ <<if $AshSex is 3 and $H lt 21 and $App is 1 and $Day3 is 6 and not visited("Jen 7")>>[[Jen 7<-Meet blackmailer]]<</if>>\ <<if $AshSex is 4 and $H lt 21 and $App is 1 and $Day3 is 7 and $AshMad is 0>>[[Ash 7<-Meet friend]]<</if>>\ <<if $BlackmailDate gt 0 and $BlackmailDate lt 5 and $Fem is 50 and $Day3 is 6 and $App is 1 and $H gt 18 and $H lt 22>>[[Blackmail Date<-Date]]\ <<elseif $BlackmailDate gt 0 and $BlackmailDate lt 5 and $Fem is 50 and $Day3 is 6>>You have a date with Miss $Gray today<</if>>\ <<if $House is 1 and $App is 1 and $Day3 is 6 and $Priority is 1>>[[House 1a<-Someone enters your room...]]<</if>>\ \ <<if $Day3 is 6 and $App is 1 and $SD is 2 and $Priority is 1>>[[Secret Desires 2a<-Operation escape chastity: stage 2][$Priority to 0]]\ <<elseif $Day3 is 6 and $App is 1 and $SD is 3 and $Priority is 1>>[[Secret Desires 3a<-Operation escape chastity: stage 3][$Priority to 0]]\ <<elseif $Day3 is 6 and $App is 1 and $SD is 4 and $Priority is 1>>[[Secret Desires 4a<-Operation escape chastity: stage 4][$Priority to 0]]\ <<elseif $Day3 is 6 and $App is 1 and $SD is 5 and $Priority is 1>>[[Secret Desires 5a<-Operation escape chastity: stage 5][$Priority to 0]]<</if>> <<if $C5 is 0>>\ \ *You look around your room, feeling angry that you allowed it to get to this disorganized state<</if>>\ <<if $H is 23>>\ \ *You should head to bed soon.<</if>>\ <<if $H gt 20 and $Blouse is 1 or $H gt 20 and $Skirt is 1 or $H gt 20 and $PantsM is 1 or $H gt 20 and $Dress is 1 or $H gt 20 and $Shoes is 1>>\ \ *You should wear something more appropriate if you want to go to bed<</if>>\ <<if $Hosiery is 0 and $Shoes is 1 and $H lt 21>>\ \ *If you're going to go out, you should wear something more on your feet than just shoes<</if>>\ <<if $Hosiery is 1 and $Shoes is 0 and $H lt 21>>\ \ *You'll need to wear some shoes to go out<</if>>\ <<if $Hosiery is 0 and $Shoes is 0 and $H lt 21>>\ \ *You'll need to cover your feet to go out<</if>>\ <<if $Underwear is 0 and $H lt 21>>\ \ *You'll need to wear some underwear to go out<</if>>\ <<if $H is 7 and $SU1 is 0 and $SUBlue is 0 and $SUPink is 0>>\ \ *You need to wear your school uniform to go to Farrix<</if>>\ <<if $H lt 8 and $MensSchoolShoes is 0>>\ \ *You need to wear school shoes to go to Farrix<</if>>\ <<if $H lt 21 and $H gt 7 and $H lt 19 and $Top is 0 or $H lt 21 and $H gt 7 and $H lt 19 and $Bottom is 0>>\ \ *You should cover yourself up more if you want to go out<</if>>\ <<if $PJ is 1 and $H lt 21 and $H gt 7 and $H lt 19 or $PJA is 1 and $H lt 21 and $H gt 7 and $H lt 19 or $PJB is 1 and $H lt 21 and $H gt 7 and $H lt 19 or $PJC is 1 and $H lt 21 and $H gt 7 and $H lt 19 or $PJD is 1 and $H lt 21 and $H gt 7 and $H lt 19 or $PJE is 1 and $H lt 21 and $H gt 7 and $H lt 19>>\ \ *You should wear something more appropriate if you want to go out<</if>>\ <<if $Fem lt 41 and $Skirt is 1 and $H lt 19>>\ \ *You’re not brave enough to go out wearing a skirt<</if>>\ <<if $Fem lt 41 and $Blouse is 1 and $BlouseM is 0 and $H lt 19>>\ \ *You’re not brave enough to go out wearing a blouse<</if>>\ <<if $Fem lt 41 and $Dress is 1 and $H lt 19>>\ \ *You’re not brave enough to go out wearing a dress<</if>>\ <<if $Fem lt 51 and $ShoesD is 1 and $H lt 19 or $Fem lt 51 and $ShoesE is 1 or $Fem lt 51 and $ShoesF is 1 and $H lt 19>>\ \ *You’re not brave enough to go out wearing heels<</if>>\ <<if $Fem lt 41 and $LipstickC is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $LipstickA is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $LipstickC is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $LipstickD is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $LipstickE is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $LipstickF is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $LipstickG is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $FoundationA is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $ConcealerA is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $MascaraA is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $EyelinerA is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $BlushA is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $BlushB is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $EyeshadowA is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $EyeshadowB is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $EyeshadowC is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $EyeshadowD is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $EyeshadowE is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $EyeshadowF is 1>>\ \ *You're not brave enough to go out wearing makeup<</if>>\

[[Room<-Return]] Closet - [[Lingerie<-Underwear drawer]] - [[Vanity table]] <<if $Top is 1 and $Bottom is 1 and $Shoes is 1 and $Underwear is 1 and $Hosiery is 1 and $Sleepwear is 0>><<set $App to 1>><</if>>\ <<if $Top is 0 or $Bottom is 0 or $Shoes is 0 or $Underwear is 0 or $Hosiery is 0 or $Sleepwear is 1>><<set $App to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $Fem lt 27>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/m22T8X0D/Cloest-before.jpg]]<<else>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/9F8CSPhB/Closet-after.jpg]]<</if>> <<if $SkirtTask1 is 1 or $SkirtTask2 is 1>>\ [[Task Skirt Already<-Try on skirt]]\ <<elseif $PJTask lt 10 and $PJTask gt 0 and $PJ1 is 1 or $PJTask lt 10 and $PJTask gt 0 and $PJ2 is 1 or $PJTask lt 10 and $PJTask gt 0 and $PJ3 is 1 or $PJTask lt 10 and $PJTask gt 0 and $PJ4 is 1 or $PJTask lt 10 and $PJTask gt 0 and $PJ5 is 1>>\ \ [[Task PJ Already<-Try on lingerie][$UniformUn to 1, $ShoesUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $DressUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $PJ to 0]]<</if>> __Uniforms__ <<if $Home gt 0>>==School shirt and pants==<<elseif $SU1 is 0>>[[Closet<-School blazer, shirt and pants][$DressUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $SU1 to 1, $SUBlue to 0, $SUBlack to 0, $SUPink to 0, $MaidA to 0, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1]]<<elseif $SU1 is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off school shirt and pants][$SU1 to 0, $Top to 0, $Bottom is 0, $Outfit to 0]]<</if>> \ <<if $SU2 is 1 and $SUBlue is 0>>[[Closet<-Blue school skirt and blouse][$DressUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $SU1 to 0, $SUBlue to 1, $SUBlack to 0, $SUPink to 0, $MaidA to 0, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1]]\ <<elseif $SU2 is 1 and $SUBlue is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off blue school skirt and blouse][$SUBlue to 0, $Top to 0, $Bottom is 0, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $SU3 is 1 and $SUPink is 0>>[[Closet<-Pink school skirt and blouse][$DressUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $SU1 to 0, $SUBlue to 0, $SUBlack to 0, $SUPink to 1, $MaidA to 0, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1]]\ <<elseif $SU3 is 1 and $SUPink is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off pink school skirt and blouse][$SUPink to 0, $Top to 0, $Bottom is 0, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Maid1 is 1 and $MaidA is 0>>[[Closet<-Maid uniform][$DressUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $SU1 to 0, $SUBlue to 0, $SUBlack to 0, $SUPink to 0, $MaidA to 1, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1]]\ <<elseif $Maid1 is 1 and $MaidA is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off maid uniform][$MaidA to 0, $Top to 0, $Bottom is 0, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Dress1 is 1 or $Dress2 is 1 or $Dress3 is 1 or $Dress4 is 1 or $Dress5 is 1 or $Dress6 is 1 or $Dress7 is 1 or $Dress8 is 1 or $Dress9 is 1 or $Dress10 is 1>>__Dresses__<<else>>__??????__<</if>> <<if $Dress1 is 1 and $DressA is 0>>[[Closet<-Red floral dress][$DressA to 1, $DressB to 0, $DressC to 0, $DressD to 0, $DressE to 0, $DressF to 0, $DressG to 0, $DressH to 0, $DressI to 0, $DressJ to 0, $PJUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1]]\ <<elseif $DressA is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off red floral dress][$DressA to 0, $Top to 0, $Bottom to 0, $Outfit to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Dress4 is 1 and $DressD is 0>>[[Closet<-Black floral dress][$DressA to 0, $DressB to 0, $DressC to 0, $DressD to 1, $DressE to 0, $DressF to 0, $DressG to 0, $DressH to 0, $DressI to 0, $DressJ to 0, $PJUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1]]\ <<elseif $DressD is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off black floral dress][$DressD to 0, $Top to 0, $Bottom to 0, $Outfit to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Dress2 is 1 and $DressB is 0>>[[Closet<-Red dress][$DressA to 0, $DressB to 1, $DressC to 0, $DressD to 0, $DressE to 0, $DressF to 0, $DressG to 0, $DressH to 0, $DressI to 0, $DressJ to 0, $PJUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1]]\ <<elseif $DressB is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off red dress][$DressB to 0, $Top to 0, $Bottom to 0, $Outfit to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Dress3 is 1 and $DressC is 0>>[[Closet<-Black plaid dress][$DressA to 0, $DressB to 0, $DressC to 1, $DressD to 0, $DressE to 0, $DressF to 0, $DressG to 0, $DressH to 0, $DressI to 0, $DressJ to 0, $PJUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1]]\ <<elseif $DressC is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off black plaid dress][$DressC to 0, $Top to 0, $Bottom to 0, $Outfit to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Dress5 is 1 and $DressE is 0>>[[Closet<-White and black dress][$DressA to 0, $DressB to 0, $DressC to 0, $DressD to 0, $DressE to 1, $DressF to 0, $DressG to 0, $DressH to 0, $DressI to 0, $DressJ to 0, $PJUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1]]\ <<elseif $DressE is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off white and black dress][$DressE to 0, $Top to 0, $Bottom to 0, $Outfit to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ __Sleepwear__ <<if $PJ is 1 or $PJA is 1 or $PJB is 1 or $PJC is 1 or $PJD is 1>><<set $Sleepwear to 1>><<else>><<set $Sleepwear to 0>><</if>>\ \ <<if $Home gt 0>>==Pajama shirt and pants==<<elseif $PJ is 0>>[[Closet<-Pajama shirt and pants][$PJ to 1, $PJA to 0, $PJB to 0, $PJC to 0, $PJD to 0, $PJE to 0, $PJF to 0, $PJG to 0, $PJH to 0, $PJI to 0, $PJJ to 0, $DressUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1, $Sleepwear to 1]]\ <<elseif $PJ is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off pajama shirt and pants][$PJ to 0, $Top to 0, $Bottom is 0, $Outfit to 0]]<</if>> \ <<if $PJA is 0 and $PJ1 is 1>>[[Closet<-Pink nightdress][$PJ to 0, $PJA to 1, $PJB to 0, $PJC to 0, $PJD to 0, $PJE to 0, $PJF to 0, $PJG to 0, $PJH to 0, $PJI to 0, $PJJ to 0, $DressUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1, $Sleepwear to 1]]\ <<elseif $PJA is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off pink nightdress][$PJA to 0, $Top to 0, $Bottom is 0, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<elseif $PJ1 is 0>>???<</if>> \ <<if $PJB is 0 and $PJ2 is 1>>[[Closet<-Floral top and pants][$PJ to 0, $PJA to 0, $PJB to 1, $PJC to 0, $PJD to 0, $PJE to 0, $PJF to 0, $PJG to 0, $PJH to 0, $PJI to 0, $PJJ to 0, $DressUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1, $Sleepwear to 1]]\ <<elseif $PJB is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off floral top and pants][$PJB to 0, $Top to 0, $Bottom is 0, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<elseif $PJ2 is 0>>???<</if>> \ <<if $PJC is 0 and $PJ3 is 1>>[[Closet<-Purple top and shorts][$PJ to 0, $PJA to 0, $PJB to 0, $PJC to 1, $PJD to 0, $PJE to 0, $PJF to 0, $PJG to 0, $PJH to 0, $PJI to 0, $PJJ to 0, $DressUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1, $Sleepwear to 1]]\ <<elseif $PJC is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off purple top and shorts][$PJC to 0, $Top to 0, $Bottom is 0, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<elseif $PJ3 is 0>>???<</if>> \ <<if $PJD is 0 and $PJ4 is 1>>[[Closet<-Pink babydoll][$PJ to 0, $PJA to 0, $PJB to 0, $PJC to 0, $PJD to 1, $PJE to 0, $PJF to 0, $PJG to 0, $PJH to 0, $PJI to 0, $PJJ to 0, $DressUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1, $Sleepwear to 1]]\ <<elseif $PJD is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off pink babydoll][$PJD to 0, $Top to 0, $Bottom is 0, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<elseif $PJ4 is 0>>???<</if>> __Clothes-Top__ <<if $Home gt 0>>==T shirt==<<elseif $BlouseM is 0 and $Outfit is 0>>[[Closet<-T-shirt][$BlouseM to 1, $BlouseA to 0, $BlouseB to 0, $BlouseC to 0, $BlouseD to 0, $BlouseE to 0, $Top to 1]]\ <<elseif $BlouseM is 0 and $Outfit is 1>>[[Closet<-T-shirt][$DressUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $BlouseM to 1, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 0, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<elseif $BlouseM is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off T-shirt][$BlouseM to 0, $Top to 0, $Outfit to 0]]<</if>> \ <<if $BlouseB is 0 and $Blouse2 is 1 and $Outfit is 0>>[[Closet<-Black shirt][$BlouseM to 0, $BlouseA to 0, $BlouseB to 1, $BlouseC to 0, $BlouseD to 0, $BlouseE to 0, $Top to 1]]\ <<elseif $BlouseB is 0 and $Blouse2 is 1 and $Outfit is 1>>[[Closet<-Black shirt][$BlouseB to 1, $DressUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 0, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<elseif $BlouseB is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off black shirt][$BlouseB to 0, $Top to 0, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<elseif $Blouse2 is 0>>???<</if>> \ <<if $BlouseC is 0 and $Blouse3 is 1 and $Outfit is 0>>[[Closet<-Pink blouse][$BlouseM to 0, $BlouseA to 0, $BlouseB to 0, $BlouseC to 1, $BlouseD to 0, $BlouseE to 0, $Top to 1]]\ <<elseif $BlouseC is 0 and $Blouse3 is 1 and $Outfit is 1>>[[Closet<-Dusty pink blouse][$BlouseC to 1, $DressUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 0, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<elseif $BlouseC is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off pink blouse][$BlouseC to 0, $Top to 0, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<elseif $Blouse3 is 0>>???<</if>> \ <<if $BlouseD is 0 and $Blouse4 is 1 and $Outfit is 0>>[[Closet<-Floral blouse][$BlouseM to 0, $BlouseA to 0, $BlouseB to 0, $BlouseC to 0, $BlouseD to 1, $BlouseE to 0, $Top to 1]]\ <<elseif $BlouseD is 0 and $Blouse4 is 1 and $Outfit is 1>>[[Closet<-Floral blouse][$BlouseD to 1, $DressUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 0, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<elseif $BlouseD is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off floral blouse][$BlouseD to 0, $Top to 0, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<elseif $Blouse4 is 0>>???<</if>> \ <<if $BlouseE is 0 and $Blouse5 is 1 and $Outfit is 0>>[[Closet<-Floral blouse 2][$BlouseM to 0, $BlouseA to 0, $BlouseB to 0, $BlouseC to 0, $BlouseD to 0, $BlouseE to 1, $Top to 1]]\ <<elseif $BlouseE is 0 and $Blouse5 is 1 and $Outfit is 1>>[[Closet<-Floral blouse 2][$BlouseE to 1, $DressUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 0, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<elseif $BlouseE is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off floral blouse 2][$BlouseE to 0, $Top to 0, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<elseif $Blouse5 is 0>>???<</if>> __Pants__ <<if $Home gt 0>>==Jeans==<<elseif $PantsM is 0 and $Outfit is 0>>[[Closet<-Jeans][$SkirtUn to 1, $PantsM to 1, $PantsA to 0, $PantsB to 0, $PantsC to 0, $PantsD to 0, $PantsE to 0, $Top to 0, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<elseif $PantsM is 0 and $Outfit is 1>>[[Closet<-Jeans][$PantsM to 1, $DressUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $UniformUn to 0, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<elseif $PantsM is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off jeans][$PantsM to 0, $Bottom to 0, $Outfit to 0]]<</if>> \ <<if $Pants1 is 1 and $PantsA is 0 and $Outfit is 0>>[[Closet<-Maroon pants][$SkirtUn to 1, $PantsM to 0, $PantsA to 1, $PantsB to 0, $PantsC to 0, $PantsD to 0, $PantsE to 0, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<elseif $Pants1 is 1 and $PantsA is 0 and $Outfit is 1>>[[Closet<-Maroon pants][$PantsA to 1, $DressUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $Top to 0, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<elseif $PantsA is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off pants][$PantsA to 0, $Bottom to 0, $Outfit to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Pants3 is 1 and $PantsC is 0 and $Outfit is 0>>[[Closet<-Red pants][$SkirtUn to 1, $PantsM to 0, $PantsA to 0, $PantsB to 0, $PantsC to 1, $PantsD to 0, $PantsE to 0, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<elseif $Pants3 is 1 and $PantsC is 0 and $Outfit is 1>>[[Closet<-Red pants][$PantsC to 1, $DressUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $Top to 0, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<elseif $PantsC is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off red pants][$PantsC to 0, $Bottom to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Pants4 is 1 and $PantsD is 0 and $Outfit is 0>>[[Closet<-Black pants][$SkirtUn to 1, $PantsM to 0, $PantsA to 0, $PantsB to 0, $PantsC to 0, $PantsD to 1, $PantsE to 0, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<elseif $Pants4 is 1 and $PantsD is 0 and $Outfit is 1>>[[Closet<-Black pants][$PantsD to 1, $DressUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $Top to 0, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<elseif $PantsD is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off Black pants][$PantsD to 0, $Bottom to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ \ \ <<if $Skirt1 is 1 or $Skirt2 is 1 or $Skirt3 is 1 or $Skirt4 is 1 or $Skirt5 is 1 or $Skirt6 is 1 or $Skirt7 is 1 or $Skirt8 is 1 or $Skirt9 is 1 or $Skirt10 is 10>>__Skirts__<<else>>__??????__<</if>> \ \ <<if $Skirt2 is 1 and $SkirtB is 0 and $Outfit is 0>>[[Closet<-Pink skirt][$SkirtA to 0, $SkirtB to 1, $SkirtC to 0, $SkirtD to 0, $SkirtE to 0, $SkirtF to 0, $SkirtG to 0, $SkirtH to 0, $SkirtI to 0, $SkirtJ to 0, $PantsUn to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<elseif $Skirt2 is 1 and $SkirtB is 0 and $Outfit is 1>>[[Closet<-Pink skirt][$SkirtB to 1, $DressUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $Top to 0, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 0]]<<elseif $SkirtB is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off pink skirt][$SkirtB to 0, $Bottom to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Skirt9 is 1 and $SkirtI is 0 and $Outfit is 0>>[[Closet<-Red skirt][$SkirtA to 0, $SkirtB to 0, $SkirtC to 0, $SkirtD to 0, $SkirtE to 0, $SkirtF to 0, $SkirtG to 0, $SkirtH to 0, $SkirtI to 1, $SkirtJ to 0, $PantsUn to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<elseif $Skirt9 is 1 and $SkirtI is 0 and $Outfit is 1>>[[Closet<-Red skirt][$SkirtI to 1, $DressUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $Top to 0, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 0]]<<elseif $SkirtI is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off red skirt][$SkirtI to 0, $Bottom to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Skirt6 is 1 and $SkirtF is 0 and $Outfit is 0>>[[Closet<-Black skirt][$SkirtA to 0, $SkirtB to 0, $SkirtC to 0, $SkirtD to 0, $SkirtE to 0, $SkirtF to 1, $SkirtG to 0, $SkirtH to 0, $SkirtI to 0, $SkirtJ to 0, $PantsUn to 1, $Bottom to 1]]\ <<elseif $Skirt6 is 1 and $SkirtF is 0 and $Outfit is 1>>[[Closet<-Black skirt][$SkirtB to 1, $DressUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $Top to 0, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 0]]<<elseif $SkirtF is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off black skirt][$SkirtF to 0, $Bottom to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Skirt3 is 1 and $SkirtC is 0 and $Outfit is 0>>[[Closet<-Cyan skirt][$SkirtA to 0, $SkirtB to 0, $SkirtC to 1, $SkirtD to 0, $SkirtE to 0, $SkirtF to 0, $SkirtG to 0, $SkirtH to 0, $SkirtI to 0, $SkirtJ to 0, $PantsUn to 1, $Bottom to 1]]\ <<elseif $Skirt3 is 1 and $SkirtC is 0 and $Outfit is 1>>[[Closet<-Cyan skirt][$SkirtB to 1, $DressUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $Top to 0, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 0]]<<elseif $SkirtC is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off cyan skirt][$SkirtC to 0, $Bottom to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Skirt5 is 1 and $SkirtE is 0 and $Outfit is 0>>[[Closet<-Maroon skirt][$SkirtA to 0, $SkirtB to 0, $SkirtC to 0, $SkirtD to 0, $SkirtE to 1, $SkirtF to 0, $SkirtG to 0, $SkirtH to 0, $SkirtI to 0, $SkirtJ to 0, $PantsUn to 1, $Bottom to 1]]\ <<elseif $Skirt5 is 1 and $SkirtE is 0 and $Outfit is 1>>[[Closet<-Maroon skirt][$SkirtB to 1, $DressUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $Top to 0, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 0]]<<elseif $SkirtE is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off maroon skirt][$SkirtE to 0, $Bottom to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Skirt1 is 1 and $SkirtA is 0 and $Outfit is 0>>[[Closet<-Floral skirt][$SkirtA to 1, $SkirtB to 0, $SkirtC to 0, $SkirtD to 0, $SkirtE to 0, $SkirtF to 0, $SkirtG to 0, $SkirtH to 0, $SkirtI to 0, $SkirtJ to 0, $PantsUn to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<elseif $Skirt1 is 1 and $SkirtA is 0 and $Outfit is 1>>[[Closet<-Floral skirt][$SkirtB to 1, $DressUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $Top to 0, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 0]]<<elseif $SkirtA is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off floral skirt][$SkirtA to 0, $Bottom to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Skirt7 is 1 and $SkirtG is 0 and $Outfit is 0>>[[Closet<-Pink floral skirt][$SkirtA to 0, $SkirtB to 0, $SkirtC to 0, $SkirtD to 0, $SkirtE to 0, $SkirtF to 0, $SkirtG to 1, $SkirtH to 0, $SkirtI to 0, $SkirtJ to 0, $PantsUn to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<elseif $Skirt7 is 1 and $SkirtG is 0 and $Outfit is 1>>[[Closet<-Pink floral skirt][$SkirtB to 1, $DressUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $Top to 0, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 0]]<<elseif $SkirtG is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off pink floral skirt][$SkirtG to 0, $Bottom to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Skirt4 is 1 and $SkirtD is 0 and $Outfit is 0>>[[Closet<-Black floral skirt][$SkirtA to 0, $SkirtB to 0, $SkirtC to 0, $SkirtD to 1, $SkirtE to 0, $SkirtF to 0, $SkirtG to 0, $SkirtH to 0, $SkirtI to 0, $SkirtJ to 0, $PantsUn to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<elseif $Skirt4 is 1 and $SkirtD is 0 and $Outfit is 1>>[[Closet<-Black floral skirt][$SkirtD to 1, $DressUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $Top to 0, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 0]]<<elseif $SkirtD is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off black floral skirt][$SkirtD to 0, $Bottom to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Skirt8 is 1 and $SkirtH is 0 and $Outfit is 0>>[[Closet<-Black floral skirt 2][$SkirtA to 0, $SkirtB to 0, $SkirtC to 0, $SkirtD to 0, $SkirtE to 0, $SkirtF to 0, $SkirtG to 0, $SkirtH to 1, $SkirtI to 0, $SkirtJ to 0, $PantsUn to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 0]]\ <<elseif $Skirt8 is 1 and $SkirtH is 0 and $Outfit is 1>>[[Closet<-Black floral skirt 2][$SkirtB to 1, $DressUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $Top to 0, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 0]]<<elseif $SkirtH is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off black floral skirt 2][$SkirtH to 0, $Bottom to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ __Shoes__ <<if $ShoesA is 1 or $ShoesB is 1 or $ShoesC is 1 or $ShoesD is 1 or $ShoesE is 1 or $ShoesF is 1>><<set $Shoes to 1>><<else>><<set $Shoes to 0>><</if>>\ \ <<if $Home gt 0>>==Black school shoes==<<elseif $ShoesA is 0>>[[Closet<-Black school shoes][$ShoesA to 1, $ShoesB to 0, $ShoesC to 0, $ShoesD to 0, $ShoesE to 0, $ShoesF to 0]]<<elseif $ShoesA is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off black school shoes][$ShoesA to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Home gt 0>>==Casual shoes==<<elseif $ShoesB is 0>>[[Closet<-Casual shoes][$ShoesB to 1, $ShoesA to 0, $ShoesC to 0, $ShoesD to 0, $ShoesE to 0, $ShoesF to 0]]<<elseif $ShoesB is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off casual shoes][$ShoesB to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Shoes3 is 1 and $ShoesC is 0>>[[Closet<-Black flats][$ShoesA to 0, $ShoesB to 0, $ShoesC to 1, $ShoesD to 0, $ShoesE to 0, $ShoesF to 0]]<<elseif $ShoesC is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off Black flats][$ShoesC to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Shoes4 is 1 and $ShoesD is 0>>[[Closet<-Silver heels][$ShoesA to 0, $ShoesB to 0, $ShoesC to 0, $ShoesD to 1, $ShoesE to 0, $ShoesF to 0]]<<elseif $ShoesD is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off silver heels][$ShoesD to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Shoes5 is 1 and $ShoesE is 0>>[[Closet<-Black heels][$ShoesA to 0, $ShoesB to 0, $ShoesC to 0, $ShoesD to 0, $ShoesE to 1, $ShoesF to 0]]<<elseif $ShoesE is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off black heels][$ShoesE to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Shoes6 is 1 and $ShoesF is 0>>[[Closet<-Red heeled boots][$ShoesA to 0, $ShoesB to 0, $ShoesC to 0, $ShoesD to 0, $ShoesE to 0, $ShoesF to 1]]<<elseif $ShoesF is 1>>[[Closet<-Take off Red heeled boots][$ShoesF to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> <<if $Fem gt 38 and $ShoesD is 1 and $HeelsS lt 20 and $Priority is 0 or $Fem gt 38 and $ShoesE is 1 and $HeelsS lt 20 and $Priority is 0 or $Fem gt 38 and $ShoesF is 1 and $HeelsS lt 20 and $Priority is 0>>[[Heels<-Practice walking in heels]]<</if>>

[[Room<-Return]] <<if $Fem lt 41 and $H lt 19 and $LipstickC is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $H lt 19 and $LipstickA is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $H lt 19 and $LipstickC is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $H lt 19 and $LipstickD is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $H lt 19 and $LipstickE is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $H lt 19 and $LipstickF is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $H lt 19 and $LipstickG is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $H lt 19 and $FoundationA is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $H lt 19 and $ConcealerA is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $H lt 19 and $MascaraA is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $H lt 19 and $EyelinerA is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $H lt 19 and $BlushA is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $H lt 19 and $BlushB is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $H lt 19 and $EyeshadowA is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $H lt 19 and $EyeshadowB is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $H lt 19 and $EyeshadowC is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $H lt 19 and $EyeshadowD is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $H lt 19 and $EyeshadowE is 1 or $Fem lt 41 and $H lt 19 and $EyeshadowF is 1>>\ \ *You're not brave enough to do chores with makeup on.<</if>>\ <<if $House gt 3>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/vDRqNpy4/Chore-list-3.jpg]]<<elseif $House gt 2>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Kj3pQm6X/Chore-list-2.jpg]]<<else>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/qR5Z8NZX/Chore-list-1.jpg]]<</if>><<if $House gt 1>> [[Chores<-Equip maid outfit][$DressUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $SUBlue to 0, $SUPink to 0, $ShoesC to 0, $ShoesD to 0, $ShoesE to 1, $ShoesF to 0, $MaidA to 1]]<</if>> __Prepare dinner__ <<if $Weekend is 1>>You can only do that on weekdays\ <<elseif $Stress gt 9>>You're too stressed to do that\ <<elseif $App is 0>>You're not dressed appropriately for that\ <<elseif $House gt 2 and $MaidA is 0 or $House gt 2 and $ShoesE is 0>>You need to wear your maid uniform and heels for that\ <<elseif $H lt 17>>It is too early for that\ <<elseif $H gt 18>>It is too late for that\ <<elseif $C1 gt 0>>You've already done that today\ <<elseif $C1 lte 0 and $App is 1 and $Horny lt 9>>[[Dinner<-Prepare dinner]]\ <<elseif $C1 lte 0 and $App is 1 and $Horny gt 8>>[[Dinner Horny<-Prepare dinner]]<</if>> __Prepare breakfast__ <<if $Weekday is 1>>You can only do that on weekends\ <<elseif $Stress gt 9>>You're too stressed to do that\ <<elseif $App is 0>>You're not dressed appropriately for that\ <<elseif $House gt 2 and $MaidA is 0 or $House gt 2 and $ShoesE is 0>>You need to wear your maid uniform and heels for that\ <<elseif $H gt 10>>It is too late for that\ <<elseif $C3 gt 0>>You've already done that today\ <<elseif $C3 lte 0 and $App is 1 and $Horny lt 9>>[[Breakfast<-Make breakfast]]\ <<elseif $C3 lte 0 and $App is 1 and $Horny gt 8>>[[Breakfast Horny<-Make breakfast]]<</if>> __Restock groceries__ <<if $H gt 19>>It is too late for that\ <<elseif $Stress gt 9>>You're too stressed to do that\ <<elseif $Weekend is 1 and $ChoresPunish gt 4 and $H gt 2>>You can't go out right now; it's past your curfew\ <<elseif $App is 0>>You're not dressed appropriately for that\ <<elseif $House gt 2 and $MaidA is 0 or $House gt 2 and $ShoesE is 0>>You need to wear your maid uniform and heels for that\ <<elseif $C2 lte 0 and $App is 1 and $Horny lt 9>>[[Groceries<-Restock the groceries]]\ <<elseif $C2 lte 0 and $App is 1 and $Horny gt 8>>[[Groceries Horny<-Restock the groceries]]\ <<elseif $C2 gt 1>>You can restock the groceries in $C2 days\ <<elseif $C2 is 1>>You can restock the groceries tomorrow<</if>> __Laundry__ <<if $C4 is 1>>You can do the laundry tomorrow\ <<elseif $C4 gt 1>>You can do the laundry in $C4 days\ <<elseif $Stress gt 9>>You're too stressed to do that\ <<elseif $H gt 20>>It is too late for that\ <<elseif $App is 0>>You're not dressed appropriately for that\ <<elseif $House gt 2 and $MaidA is 0 or $House gt 2 and $ShoesE is 0>>You need to wear your maid uniform and heels for that\ <<elseif $LaundryDetergent is 0>>You need to buy some more laundry detergent to do that\ <<elseif $C4 lte 0 and $App is 1 and $Horny lt 9>>[[Laundry<-Do the laundry]]\ <<elseif $C4 lte 0 and $H gt 7 and $H lt 21 and $App is 1 and $Horny gt 8>>[[Laundry Horny<-Do the laundry]]<</if>> __Tidy bedroom__ <<if $C5 gt 1>>You can tidy your room in $C5 days<<elseif $C5 is 1>>You can tidy your room tomorrow\ <<elseif $H gt 22 and $Home is 0>>It is too late for that\ <<elseif $H gt 21 and $Home is 1 or $H gt 21 and $H is 2>>It is too late for that\ <<elseif $H gt 20 and $Home is 3 or $H gt 21 and $H is 4>>It is too late for that\ <<elseif $C5 lte 1 and $Horny lt 7>>[[Tidy Room<-Tidy your room]]\ <<elseif $C5 lte 1 and $Horny gt 6>>[[Tidy Room Horny<-Tidy your room]]<</if>> <<if $House gt 2>>__Buy hosiery__<</if>> <<if $H gt 19 and $House gt 2>>It is too late for that\ <<elseif $Stress gt 9 and $House gt 2>>You're too stressed to do that\ <<elseif $Weekend is 1 and $ChoresPunish gt 4 and $H gt 2>>You can't go out right now; it's past your curfew\ <<elseif $App is 0 and $House gt 2>>You're not dressed appropriately for that\ <<elseif $MaidA is 0 and $House gt 2 or $ShoesE is 0 and $House gt 2>>You need to wear your maid uniform and heels for that\ <<elseif $House gt 2 and $C6 lte 0>>[[Hosiery Chore<-Acquire hosiery]]\ <<elseif $House gt 2 and $C6 gt 0>>You've already bought Miss $Gray 's nylons this week.<</if>> <<if $House gt 2>>__Tidy the house__<</if>> <<if $H gt 21 and $House gt 2>>It is too late for that\ <<elseif $Stress gt 9 and $House gt 2>>You're too stressed to do that\ <<elseif $App is 0 and $House gt 2>>You're not dressed appropriately for that\ <<elseif $MaidA is 0 and $House gt 2 or $ShoesE is 0 and $House gt 2>>You need to wear your maid uniform and heels for that\ <<elseif $House gt 2 and $C8 lte 0 and $Tidy is 1>>[[Tidy Kitchen<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $House gt 2 and $C8 lte 0 and $Tidy is 2>>[[Tidy Lounge<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $House gt 2 and $C8 lte 0 and $Tidy is 3>>[[Tidy Bathroom<-Continue]]<</if>> <<if $House gt 3>>__Give mani/pedi__<</if>> <<if $House gt 3 and $H gt 20>>It is too late for that\ <<elseif $Stress gt 9 and $House gt 3>>You're too stressed to do that\ <<elseif $App is 0 and $House gt 3>>You're not dressed appropriately for that\ <<elseif $MaidA is 0 and $House gt 3 or $ShoesE is 0 and $House gt 3>>You need to wear your maid uniform and heels for that\ <<elseif $House gt 3 and $C7 lte 0>>[[Mani pedi<-Give mani pedi]]\ <<elseif $House gt 3 and $C7 gt 1>>You need to wait $C7 more days\ <<elseif $House gt 3 and $C7 is 1>>You can give a mani pedi tomorrow<</if>>

The journey is annoyingly short. $Hannah promises it’s “15 minutes max” away from your house, but you’re beginning to wish it was 15 miles instead. Every 60 seconds that passes your heart seems to beat a little faster. “Before I forget, I don’t finish work until later than you, so I won’t be able to cook you something. Of course, you’re more than welcome to cook something for both you and me. On that topic, there’s quite a few things you could help with around the house. Groceries, laundry, that type of thing. I’d really appreciate it! And please don’t let your room become a mess. I get stressed out just thinking about it, so I can’t imagine what it would be like living in it. Besides, I don’t think you’d want to bring a girlfriend back to a filthy bedroom, would you?” $Hannah ‘s pep talk is a lot less inspiring when she’s asking you to do things, and before you know it, you’re standing with Farrix in sight. “Well, there it is. As scary as it looks, the boys’ school you’ll be going to soon is much uglier. I’d enjoy your time here while you can.” She gives you a comforting stare and wide smile, encouraging you for the day ahead. After saying goodbye, you trail behind hundreds of girls approaching the entrance. They are all dressed vaguely the same from your angle, with a short skirt, white blouse and black blazer. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/1t8XP00s/Uniform-1.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/LsfQWwwp/Uniform-2.jpg]] //With skirts that short, maybe this week won't be so bad after all// [[School 1a<-Continue inside]]

<<if $M gt 59>><<set $H to $H + 1>><<set $M to $M - 60>><</if>>\ <<if $JenLevel gt 5 and $Fem gt 49>>The moment you enter the mall, you can feel the judgmental eyes of dozens of people peeking at you. Shoppers show no fear of being overt. Owners of tiny stalls giggle as you walk by them. Security patrols keep their eyes on you specifically, neglecting any potential wrong doers. Even elderly janitors give you a knowing glance. You have no clue how she did it, but $Jen ‘s clearly spread word of your sissyness across the airwaves. Of course, your current appearance advertises much of the same, but being known as a sissy is a lot worse than a crossdresser, you wager.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 5>>The moment you enter the mall, you can feel the judgmental eyes of dozens of people peeking at you. Shoppers show no fear of being overt. Owners of tiny stalls giggle as you walk by them. Security patrols keep their eyes on you specifically, neglecting any potential wrong doers. Even elderly janitors give you a knowing glance. You have no clue how she did it, but $Jen ‘s clearly spread word of your sissyness across the airwaves.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/SRzTQpPd/Mall.jpg]] [[General store<-Common Commodities]] [[Eclipse Clothing]] <<if $Fem lt 10>>[[Not brave enough<-Satin Diva]]\ <<elseif $Fem is 10 and $Thong31 is 0>>[[Satin Diva 1st Panties<-Satin Diva]]<<elseif $Fem is 10 and $Thong31 is 1>>[[Satin Diva 1st Thong<-Satin Diva]]<</if>><<if $Fem gt 10>>[[Satin Diva]]<</if>> [[True Glamor]] <<if $Fem gt 31>>[[Sex store<-Mr Whippy's Whips and Chains]]<<else>>[[Not brave enough sex<-Sex store]]<</if>> [[Room<-Return home][$M to $M + 30]] <<if $SkirtTask1 is 2 or $SkirtTask2 is 2>>[[Task Skirt Leave<-Leave your picture]]<</if>>\ <<if $Fem is 32 and $AshMad is 1 and $Money gt 99 and $Day3 is 6 or $Fem is 32 and $AshMad is 0 and $Money gt 49 and $Day3 is 6>>[[Ash C1<-Meet friend]]<</if>> <<if $BlackmailDate is 1>>[[Flower stall]]<</if>>

<<set $M to $M + 10>> <<if $M gt 59>><<set $H to $H + 1>><<set $M to $M - 60>><</if>>\ \ \ \ <<if $FR is 0>>You walk to the local pizzeria, Father Ron's , which serves people both at the restaurant and by delivery. You walk up to the counter to see a man in his 40s. "What can I get for you, laddie?" Echoes his deep voice. "Actually, I am here about a job. My friend told me you were hiring." You say in a tone lacking such confidence that it sounds more like a question. "Right, and who might your "friend" be?" Inquires the man. "$Hannah" "Ah! $Hannah sent you, did she? Well, tell $Hannah that she still owes me and until that debt is settled, I'm afraid I don't have any open positions." You leave the store, curious about $Hannah 's debt, and head back home. [[Room<-Go home][$M to $M +10, $FR to 1]]<</if>>\ \ \ \ <<if $FR is 1>>You walk to Father Ron's, before remembering that you need to talk to $Hannah .<</if>>\ <<if $FR is 2>>You walk to Father Ron's, before remembering that you need to wait for $Hannah to talk to Ron.<</if>>\ <<if $FR is 3>><<set $H to $H + 3>><<set $FR to 4>>You walk into Father Ron's , hoping that you will be able to work here thanks to $Hannah . "Ah $name !" the man from before bellows at you "I thought I would see you again. So you want to work at my pizza restaurant, eh?" You nod, pailing in comparison to his enthusiasm. "Excellent! We'll get you started right away. Until you understand what goes into a restaurant like mine, you aren't even allowed to touch the pizzas. You'll be working in the front section: taking phone orders or waiting, depending on the need. Since servers are expected to have good hygiene, I don't want you to have any noticable facial hair, just shave every few days and you'll be fine. Shifts are exclusively 3 hours, so don't ask for half-shifts or anything like it! On weekends, you may work 2 shifts, since those days are typically busier." Throughout his lecture, he has managed to show you how to properly take calls, wait, and work the register.<</if>> <<if $FR gt 0 and $FR lt 4>>[[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 10]]<</if>>\ <<if $FR is 4 and $ShaveFace gt 3>>You walk into Father Ron's. You are about to clock in when Father Ron cuts you off with a heavy sigh. "$name !" Booms his voice from across "What did I tell you about my staff needing good hygiene?" You look to one of the windows of the restaurant, where you can see your reflection, and noticable facial hair. "You know the rules" he says as he points you out the door. [[Room<-Return home]]<</if>> <<if $FR gt 3 and $ShaveFace lt 4>><<set $ResExp to $ResExp + 1>><<set $array = ["You walk into Father Ron's. Ron welcomes you and says that you are needed to wait on the floor today. You put on your mandatory green hat and a brave face as your shift commences. You diligently take people's orders and report them back to the kitchen, still discovering the staff's abbreviations. The shift drags after the first hour, and you feel like giving up during the last one. The job is a lot to get used to, but the money Ron hands you at the end of your shift is rewarding enough to encourage you, at least until next time.", "You walk into Father Ron's. Ron welcomes you and says that you are needed to work the phone today. You would have assumed that this means you would have a relaxing 3 hours of sitting down and wasting time on your phone. You thought wrong. When you aren't trying to interpret orders through the cheap phone Ron probably found in an antique shop, you're expected to assist the chefs if they run out of an ingredient, which happens often. On top of all that, you have to deal with a dissaproving gaze from Ron if the phone rings more than twice before being picked up. It keeps you moving around so much that you're surprised when you're handed your pay, with Ron saying you can leave."]>> <<set $length = $array.length>> <<set $i = Math.floor(Math.random()*$length)>> <<print $array[$i]>>

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<<set $H to 8>>\ <<set $M to 0>>\ You head to school for your 2nd day of 5 at Farrix. Walking through the reception area and to your first lesson with Miss $Gray, you can’t help but hope that your lesson with her today goes better than your lesson yesterday. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] You enter room 68, sitting down at your desk. To your left is the same cute girl from yesterday. You two briefly smile at each other, encouraging you for the day ahead. The lesson soon begins. Away from the stress of it being the first day of school, you realize just how hot Miss $Gray is. Her large breasts put an incredibly hot stress on her blouse, giving the appearance that it could pop it open at any second. Her long legs are accentuated by her returning 6" heels. Perhaps the best part of her is her rear. When she leans over to help the girl in front of you, your thoughts are instantly filled with incredibly perverse fantasies. So long as you remain on her good side, you feel her lessons could actually be quite enjoyable. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Gp5mmMj9/Gray-3.jpg]]<<if $StoleLipstick is 1 and $StoleMoney is 1>> //I really hope she doesn't find out I stole her money though. And why did I steal her lipstick?//\<<elseif $StoleLipstick is 1 and $StoleMoney is 0>> //I really hope she doesn't realize her lipstick is missing though. It would be really humiliating to have to explain that//\<<elseif $StoleLipstick is 0 and $StoleMoney is 1>> //I don't want to imagine how she would react if she found out that I stole some of her money. I just hope the week is over by the time she realises//<</if>>\ It doesn't take you long for you to start your perverse fantasies in the middle of the lesson, and before you know it, the lesson is over. Miss $Gray dismisses you all, and you are thankful she doesn't ask you to stay behind. [[2b Meet Ash<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 8>><<set $M to 0>>\ You head to school for your 3rd day of 5 at Farrix. Walking into the classroom, you smile at $Ash as you take a seat. <<if $AshR is 1>>She gives you a wide smile for a few seconds, before returning to her work.<<elseif $AshR is 0>> She smiles at you for a second before returning to her work.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] You pay attention to the opening moments of the lesson before drifting away into your fantasies. If $Ash could see what you two were doing in your head right now, you assume she would run away screaming. Something similar could be said of Miss $Gray , who is dressed as provocatively as you're used to her being. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/DwSDKBmx/Gray-1.jpg]] The lesson goes by flawlessly, and Miss $Gray does not give you any more issues. <<if $AshR is 1>>[[School 3ca<-Continue to lunch]]<</if>>\ <<if $AshR is 0>>[[School 3cb<-Continue to lunch]]<</if>>\

<<set $M to 0, $H to 8>>\ You walk through a pair of large automatic doors to find a small reception area with students chaotically getting their timetables and heading through to the main building. Behind a large desk, there’s a cute lady who’s beckoning you over. "Well I don't need to ask your name." She says, teasing you. She then hands you a paper timetable. "Wait, you knew a boy was coming?" "All the staff were told ahead of time. Could you imagine how many times you'd be asked if you were in the wrong school if they weren't? Anyway, it looks like your first lesson is in room 68, all the way on the other side of the building, so if I were you, I'd stop asking questions and get moving." As suggested, you head to your first scheduled lesson. You follow the numbered classrooms, figuring that you will end up at room 68 eventually. On your way, you see a number of students all lost and looking for their way, and it's at this point that people first start paying attention to the boy in a girl's school. You can’t gauge their facial expressions, because you keep your head down in order to hide your increasing humiliation. It's possible that they think that you may be lost, but the sight of your blazer, emblazoned with the Farrix crest, would stop that thinking. Eventually, you find a room with a sign of "68" hanging above it. Unless the builders were drunk and got "68" and "89" mixed up, this is where you should be. Proudly blocking the doorway is a large figure, wearing a slim pencil dress, sheer hose and tall, black, high heels. //Those must be at least 6 inches!// [img[https://i.postimg.cc/fTtQfzZ2/Gray-2.jpg]] You approach, instantly nervous from her dominating height and posture. "$name , I presume? "Yes Miss" you reply, with as much courage as you can muster. She marks your name off a clipboard before heading inside, nodding at you to follow behind her. [[School 1b<-Head inside]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] The classroom is predictably filled with desks and walls aligned with bookshelves. The tables are arranged in a simple, 5 by 5 pattern, and you approach the only desk that is not yet occupied: the one in the center. As you approach, you can feel the eyes of the other students upon you, increasing with every second. The worst moments are when students turn around and make eye contact with you, leaving them confused, and you bitterly embarrassed. Storing your bag under your desk, the intimidating teacher begins to greet everyone from the front of the class. "Good morning girls. I hope you are all looking forward to the next year as I am. I am Miss Gray, and I will be leading your tutorial sessions for your time at Farrix Academy. Before we properly begin, we ought to address the elephant in the room, or rather, the boy." Her eyes turn to you, encouraging everyone else to follow suit. "This is $name and he will be joining us for the next week. I understand many of you were not expecting this, though I promise there will only be a boy in the classroom for a short amount of time." Miss Gray begins to talk about the content you will be covering in your lessons, and you soon begin to feel yourself stop listening. Closer than you were outside, you can clearly see the other students' clothing. Their uniforms vary in color. While they are all wearing the typical sailor style ensemble, some of them have a blue skirt and detailing on the blouse, while some are pink. There are also differences in their legs. They are all wearing some form of nylons, with some deviation in color and thickness. This all helps to give you a better picture of the school uniform policy. While observing this, you see the cute girl to your left. You can't help but look at her for a moment longer than everyone else. She suddenly looks up at you, and to your surprise, rather than be disgusted at your leering, she embraces it, giving you a smile before returning to her work. Before you even realize that the 1 hour lesson is 10 minutes in, the bell rings, telling everyone that it is time to go to your next lesson. As the rest of the class begins to pack up, Miss Gray calmly exclaims "$name, will you please stay behind for a moment." //Great// When the classroom is empty, you suddenly feel as scared as you did when you first saw Miss Gray. She has a presence that draws the attention of everyone in the room. "$name , as the only boy in a girl's school, I hope you realize that you are not only representing yourself, but also your entire gender. And as such, the things you did in my classroom today will not be tolerated. Not paying attention, staring at the other girls, disrespecting both me AND my students.” Over the course of her infused rant, her voice turns from a calm lecture to an incensed shout, leaving your nerves even more shot than they were before. While you want to apologize and agree with her in order to avoid any further verbal lashings, you also think that sticking up for yourself might improve the respect she gives you in the future. [[School 1 Apologize<-Apologize]] [[School 1 Argue<-Argue that she is being unfair]]

You try your best to look Miss Gray in the face, though even her eyes give off an intimidating feeling. "You're right. I acted incredibly disrespectful to both you and the other students. I promise that I will not let it happen in the future." Your speech sounds genuine, and you hope Miss $Gray agrees. "Hmm. Modesty.” She pauses to consider you. “Quite a feminine trait.” She whispers under her breath. “Very well, $name , you may leave, though, for your sake, I hope we do not have this conversation again. “ Her ominous threat makes you worry if she really has worse punishments than detentions and extra homework in mind, though she allows you to leave without another word exchanged. //That was close// [[School 1 Gray Name<-Continue]]

<<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>> Summoning as much courage as you can, you prepare your own diatribe. "I was not disrespecting anyone. You seem to have had it out for me from the moment I stepped into the building. I don't know what your problem is, but I can't wait for this week to be over so I never have to come here again!" She looks at you for a moment with a stoic face, leaving you clueless as to what she's thinking. "Firstly, DON'T YOU EVER RAISE YOUR VOICE AT ME IN MY CLASSROOM. SECONDLY..." She is cut off when a woman enters the room. "Miss Gray, do you have a moment to talk about th..." Miss Gray's dominant gaze is enough to let the woman know that she should stop talking. "Of course." She looks at you for a second. "Excuse me for a moment." The two then head out the room, leaving you alone, uneasily anticipating part 2 of your verbal beatdown. You try to calm your rapid heartbeat down by looking around. On Miss $Gray ‘s desk is an open handbag, tauntingly teasing you to check it out. [[School 1 No Look<-Don't look inside]] [[School 1 Bag<-Investigate]]

Teacher's name (Miss): <<textbox "$Gray" "Gray">> [[School 1 Lunch<-Continue]]

You opt to not look inside. She's angry enough already, if she caught you snooping in her bag, she may damn near kill you. After a few minutes, Miss Gray returns to the classroom. "Well it would hardly be fair for me to criticize you for being rude when I leave our discussion like that. You may leave, though for your sake, I hope we do not have this conversation again." //Whatever that was about, it may have just saved my life.// You head to leave and look back for a moment. Miss Gray looks very impatient, so you quickly close the door behind you. [[School 1 Gray Name<-Continue]]

<<set $BagDay1 to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMcWRk6R/Gray-bag.jpg]] You move towards the expensive looking bag, filled with curiosity. Looking inside, you see a dainty purse, a phone, a dozen or so hair ties and clips with an accompanying brush, a small, peculiar box, and a tube lipstick <<if $StoleMoney is 0>>[[School 1 Bag 2<-Look inside the purse][$BagDay1 to 4]]<<else>>You've already stolen some money.<</if>> [[School 1 Bag 2<-Look at the phone][$BagDay1 to 2]] [[School 1 Bag 2<-Inspect the box][$BagDay1 to 3]] <<if $StoleLipstick is 0>>[[School 1 Bag 2<-Take the tube of lipstick][$BagDay1 to 1]]<<else>>You've already stolen her lipsick.<</if>> [[School 1 Gray Return<-Wait for Miss Gray to return]]

After a few minutes, Miss Gray returns to the classroom. "Well it would hardly be fair for me to criticize you for being rude when I leave our discussion like that. You may leave, though for your sake, I hope we do not have this conversation again." //Whatever that was about, it may have just saved my life.// You head to leave and look back for a moment. Miss Gray looks very impatient, so you quickly close the door behind you. [[School 1 Gray Name<-Continue]]

[[Mall<-Return to the mall]] <<set $JenEclipseClothing = ["Ugh. That little prissy is going straight for the dresses, isn’t he?", "Do we even sell heels in men's sizes?", "I dare you tell him no sissies allowed in the women’s section!", "Why would a guy even want to wear a blouse anyway? They’re so old fashioned.", "I bet you he’s going to pretend he’s looking for a girlfriend’s birthday present."]>>\ <<if $JenLevel gt 5>>\ \ People in Eclipse Clothing are a little more distracted, but that doesn't stop plenty of people viewing you with anything less than contempt. "<<print $JenEclipseClothing.random()>>” You overhear one worker whisper to her colleague.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RC64JJ5s/Eclipse-Clothing.jpg]] <<if $SkirtTask1 is 1>>\[[Task Skirt Denim<-Try a skirt in the changing room]]<<elseif $SkirtTask2 is 1 and $PantyhoseA is 1>>[[Task Skirt Denim<-Try a skirt in the changing room]]<<elseif $SkirtTask2 is 1>>//If I were wearing pantyhose, I could complete Miss $Gray 's assignment by tring on a skirt in the changing room//<</if>> __Blouses__ Black shirt-20$ <<if $Fem lt 26>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Blouse2 is 0 and $Money gt 19>>[[Eclipse Clothing<-Buy blouse][$Money to $Money - 20, $Blouse2 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Blouse2 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Blouse2 is 0 and $Money lt 20>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Floral blouse 2-20$ <<if $Fem lt 26>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Blouse5 is 0 and $Money gt 19>>[[Eclipse Clothing<-Buy blouse][$Money to $Money - 20, $Blouse5 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Blouse5 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Blouse5 is 0 and $Money lt 20>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Pink blouse-20$ <<if $Fem lt 26>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Blouse3 is 0 and $Money gt 19>>[[Eclipse Clothing<-Buy blouse][$Money to $Money - 20, $Blouse3 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Blouse3 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Blouse3 is 0 and $Money lt 20>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Floral blouse-20$ <<if $Fem lt 26>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Blouse4 is 0 and $Money gt 19>>[[Eclipse Clothing<-Buy blouse][$Money to $Money - 20, $Blouse4 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Blouse4 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Blouse4 is 0 and $Money lt 20>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> __Skirts__ Pink floral skirt-40$ <<if $Fem lt 26>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Skirt7 is 0 and $Money gt 39>>[[Eclipse Clothing<-Buy skirt][$Money to $Money - 40, $Skirt7 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Skirt7 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Skirt7 is 0 and $Money lt 40>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Black floral skirt-40$ <<if $Fem lt 26>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Skirt4 is 0 and $Money gt 39>>[[Eclipse Clothing<-Buy skirt][$Money to $Money - 40, $Skirt4 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Skirt4 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Skirt4 is 0 and $Money lt 40>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Red skirt-35$ <<if $Fem lt 26>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Skirt9 is 0 and $Money gt 39>>[[Eclipse Clothing<-Buy skirt][$Money to $Money - 40, $Skirt9 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Skirt9 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Skirt9 is 0 and $Money lt 40>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Floral skirt-25$ <<if $Fem lt 26>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Skirt1 is 0 and $Money gt 24>>[[Eclipse Clothing<-Buy skirt][$Money to $Money - 25, $Skirt1 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Skirt1 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Skirt1 is 0 and $Money lt 25>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Black floral skirt-25$ <<if $Fem lt 26>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Skirt8 is 0 and $Money gt 24>>[[Eclipse Clothing<-Buy skirt][$Money to $Money - 25, $Skirt8 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Skirt8 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Skirt8 is 0 and $Money lt 25>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Pink skirt-25$ <<if $Fem lt 26>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Skirt2 is 0 and $Money gt 24>>[[Eclipse Clothing<-Buy skirt][$Money to $Money - 25, $Skirt2 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Skirt2 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Skirt2 is 0 and $Money lt 25>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Cyan skirt-25$ <<if $Fem lt 26>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Skirt3 is 0 and $Money gt 24>>[[Eclipse Clothing<-Buy skirt][$Money to $Money - 25, $Skirt3 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Skirt3 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Skirt3 is 0 and $Money lt 25>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Maroon skirt - 25$ <<if $Fem lt 26>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Skirt5 is 0 and $Money gt 24>>[[Eclipse Clothing<-Buy skirt][$Money to $Money - 25, $Skirt5 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Skirt5 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Skirt5 is 0 and $Money lt 25>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Black skirt <<if $Fem lt 26>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Skirt6 is 0 and $Money gt 24>>[[Eclipse Clothing<-Buy skirt][$Money to $Money - 25, $Skirt6 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Skirt6 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Skirt6 is 0 and $Money lt 25>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> __Pants__ Maroon pants-30$ <<if $Fem lt 26>>You're not confident enough to buy these\ <<elseif $Pants1 is 0 and $Money gt 29>>[[Eclipse Clothing<-Buy pants][$Money to $Money - 30, $Pants1 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Pants1 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Pants1 is 0 and $Money lt 30>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Red pants-30$ <<if $Fem lt 26>>You're not confident enough to buy these\ <<elseif $Pants3 is 0 and $Money gt 29>>[[Eclipse Clothing<-Buy pants][$Money to $Money - 30, $Pants3 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Pants3 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Pants3 is 0 and $Money lt 30>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Black pants-30$ <<if $Fem lt 26>>You're not confident enough to buy these\ <<elseif $Pants4 is 0 and $Money gt 29>>[[Eclipse Clothing<-Buy pants][$Money to $Money - 30, $Pants4 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Pants4 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Pants4 is 0 and $Money lt 30>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> __Dresses__ Red floral dress-50$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Dress1 is 0 and $Money gt 49 and $Fem gt 26>>[[Eclipse Clothing<-Buy dress][$Money to $Money - 50, $Dress1 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Dress1 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Dress1 is 0 and $Money lt 50>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Black floral dress-50$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Dress4 is 0 and $Money gt 49 and $Fem gt 26>>[[Eclipse Clothing<-Buy dress][$Money to $Money - 50, $Dress4 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Dress4 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Dress4 is 0 and $Money lt 50>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Red dress-50$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Dress2 is 0 and $Money gt 49 and $Fem gt 26>>[[Eclipse Clothing<-Buy dress][$Money to $Money - 50, $Dress2 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Dress2 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Dress2 is 0 and $Money lt 50>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Black plaid dress-50$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Dress3 is 0 and $Money gt 49 and $Fem gt 26>>[[Eclipse Clothing<-Buy dress][$Money to $Money - 50, $Dress3 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Dress3 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Dress3 is 0 and $Money lt 50>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> White and black dress-50$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Dress5 is 0 and $Money gt 49 and $Fem gt 26>>[[Eclipse Clothing<-Buy dress][$Money to $Money - 50, $Dress5 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Dress5 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Dress5 is 0 and $Money lt 50>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> __Shoes__ Flats-25$ <<if $Fem lt 25>>You're not confident enough to buy these\ <<elseif $Shoes3 is 0 and $Money gt 24 and $Fem gt 24>>[[Eclipse Clothing<-Buy shoes][$Money to $Money - 25, $Shoes3 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Shoes3 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Shoes3 is 0 and $Money lt 25>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Silver heels-60$ <<if $Fem lt 25>>You're not confident enough to buy these\ <<elseif $Shoes4 is 0 and $Money gt 59 and $Fem gt 24>>[[Eclipse Clothing<-Buy shoes][$Money to $Money - 60, $Shoes4 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Shoes4 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Shoes4 is 0 and $Money lt 60>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Black heels-60$ <<if $Fem lt 25>>You're not confident enough to buy these\ <<elseif $Shoes5 is 0 and $Money gt 59 and $Fem gt 24>>[[Eclipse Clothing<-Buy shoes][$Money to $Money - 60, $Shoes5 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Shoes5 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Shoes5 is 0 and $Money lt 60>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Red heeled boots-100$ <<if $Fem lt 25>>You're not confident enough to buy these\ <<elseif $Shoes6 is 0 and $Money gt 99 and $Fem gt 24>>[[Eclipse Clothing<-Buy shoes][$Money to $Money - 100, $Shoes6 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Shoes6 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Shoes6 is 0 and $Money lt 100>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>>

[[Mall<-Return to the mall]] <<set $JenSatinDiva = ["I hope he doesn’t buy all the panties. I just unpacked a bunch.", "Eww, he’s not going to make me measure him for a bra, is he?", "He’s not going to find any boxers here…oh wait, that’s the guy you were telling me about, isn’t it?", "Can you imagine how sloppily he puts on some pantyhose? It’d be like an elephant doing surgery!", "Oh, that reminds me! Did you hear they’re making pantyhose specifically for men now?"]>>\ \ <<if $JenLevel gt 5>>\ As though they thought their eyes were magnifying glasses and you were a particularly large ant, the amount of people staring at you increases the moment your foot enters the door of Satin Diva. ”<<print $JenSatinDiva.random()>>” You overhear one worker whisper to her colleague.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/KcWqSXhT/Satin-Diva.jpg]] <<if $PJTask lt 10 and $PJTask gt 0>> [[Task PJ Store<-Try on some lingerie]]<</if>>\ __Panties__ Dark pink panties-15$ <<if $Panties6 is 0 and $Money gt 14>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy panties][$Money to $Money - 15, $Panties6 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Panties6 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Panties6 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Pink leopard panties-25$ <<if $Panties5 is 0 and $Money gt 24>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy panties][$Money to $Money - 25, $Panties5 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Panties5 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Panties5 is 0 and $Money lt 25>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Red panties-15$ <<if $Panties2 is 0 and $Money gt 14>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy panties][$Money to $Money - 15, $Panties2 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Panties2 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Panties2 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> White panties-15$ <<if $Panties4 is 0 and $Money gt 14>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy panties][$Money to $Money - 15, $Panties4 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Panties4 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Panties4 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Yellow panties-25$ <<if $Panties7 is 0 and $Money gt 24>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy panties][$Money to $Money - 25, $Panties7 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Panties7 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Panties7 is 0 and $Money lt 25>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Blue panties-15$ <<if $Panties8 is 0 and $Money gt 24>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy panties][$Money to $Money - 15, $Panties8 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Panties8 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Panties8 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Black panties-15$ <<if $Panties3 is 0 and $Money gt 14>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy panties][$Money to $Money - 15, $Panties3 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Panties3 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Panties3 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Pink thong-15$ <<if $Thong2 is 0 and $Money gt 14>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy thong][$Money to $Money - 15, $Thong2 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Thong2 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Thong2 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Blue thong-15$ <<if $Thong3 is 0 and $Money gt 14>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy thong][$Money to $Money - 15, $Thong3 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Thong3 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Thong3 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Black thong-15$ <<if $Thong1 is 0 and $Money gt 14>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy thong][$Money to $Money - 15, $Thong1 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Thong1 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Thong1 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Pink and black garter panties-40$ <<if $Fem lt 33>>You're not confident enough to buy these\ <<elseif $GarterPanties2 is 0 and $Money gt 39 and $Fem gt 32>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy garter panties][$Money to $Money - 40, $GarterPanties2 to 1]]\ <<elseif $GarterPanties2 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $GarterPanties2 is 0 and $Money lt 40>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Red and black garter panties-40$ <<if $Fem lt 33>>You're not confident enough to buy these\ <<elseif $GarterPanties1 is 0 and $Money gt 39 and $Fem gt 32>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy garter panties][$Money to $Money - 40, $GarterPanties1 to 1]]\ <<elseif $GarterPanties1 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $GarterPanties1 is 0 and $Money lt 40>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> __Hosiery__ Black tights-15$ <<if $Tights1 is 0 and $Money gt 14>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy tights][$Money to $Money - 15, $Tights1 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Tights1 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Tights1 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Blue tights-15$ <<if $Money gt 14 and $Tights2 is 0>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy tights][$Tights2 to 1, $Money to $Money - 15]]\ <<elseif $Tights2 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Tights2 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Pink tights-15$ <<if $Money gt 14 and $Tights3 is 0>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy tights][$Tights3 to 1, $Money to $Money - 15]]\ <<elseif $Tights3 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Tights3 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Black pantyhose-10$ <<if $Fem lt 26>>You're not confident enough to buy these\ <<elseif $Pantyhose1 is 0 and $Money gt 9 and $A is 0>>[[Meet Alex<-Buy pantyhose][$Money to $Money - 10, $Pantyhose1 to 1, $PantyhoseTask to 2]]\ <<elseif $Pantyhose1 is 0 and $Money gt 9>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy pantyhose][$Money to $Money - 10, $Pantyhose1 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Pantyhose1 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Pantyhose1 is 0 and $Money lt 10>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Nude pantyhose-10$ <<if $Fem lt 26>>You're not confident enough to buy these\ <<elseif $Pantyhose2 is 0 and $Money gt 9 and $A is 0>>[[Meet Alex<-Buy pantyhose][$Money to $Money - 10, $Pantyhose2 to 1, $PantyhoseTask to 2]]\ <<elseif $Pantyhose2 is 0 and $Money gt 9>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy pantyhose][$Money to $Money - 10, $Pantyhose2 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Pantyhose2 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Pantyhose2 is 0 and $Money lt 10>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Fishnet pantyhose A-10$ <<if $Fem lt 26>>You're not confident enough to buy these\ <<elseif $Pantyhose3 is 0 and $Money gt 9 and $A is 0>>[[Meet Alex<-Buy pantyhose][$Money to $Money - 10, $Pantyhose3 to 1, $PantyhoseTask to 2]]\ <<elseif $Pantyhose3 is 0 and $Money gt 9>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy pantyhose][$Money to $Money - 10, $Pantyhose3 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Pantyhose3 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Pantyhose3 is 0 and $Money lt 10>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Fishnet pantyhose B-10$ <<if $Fem lt 26>>You're not confident enough to buy these\ <<elseif $Pantyhose4 is 0 and $Money gt 9 and $A is 0>>[[Meet Alex<-Buy pantyhose][$Money to $Money - 10, $Pantyhose4 to 1, $PantyhoseTask to 2]]\ <<elseif $Pantyhose4 is 0 and $Money gt 9>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy pantyhose][$Money to $Money - 10, $Pantyhose4 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Pantyhose4 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Pantyhose4 is 0 and $Money lt 10>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Black and purple striped pantyhose-10$ <<if $Fem lt 26>>You're not confident enough to buy these\ <<elseif $Pantyhose8 is 0 and $Money gt 9 and $A is 0>>[[Meet Alex<-Buy pantyhose][$Money to $Money - 10, $Pantyhose8 to 1, $PantyhoseTask to 2]]\ <<elseif $Pantyhose8 is 0 and $Money gt 9>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy pantyhose][$Money to $Money - 10, $Pantyhose8 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Pantyhose8 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Pantyhose8 is 0 and $Money lt 10>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Blue floral pantyhose-10$ <<if $Fem lt 26>>You're not confident enough to buy these\ <<elseif $Pantyhose6 is 0 and $Money gt 9 and $A is 0>>[[Meet Alex<-Buy pantyhose][$Money to $Money - 10, $Pantyhose6 to 1, $PantyhoseTask to 2]]\ <<elseif $Pantyhose6 is 0 and $Money gt 9>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy pantyhose][$Money to $Money - 10, $Pantyhose6 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Pantyhose6 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Pantyhose6 is 0 and $Money lt 10>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Black stockings-25$ <<if $Fem lt 33>>You're not confident enough to buy these\ <<elseif $Money gt 24 and $Stockings1 is 0>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy stockings][$Money to $Money - 25, $Stockings1 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Stockings1 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Stockings1 is 0 and $Money lt 25>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Opaque stockings-25$ <<if $Fem lt 33>>You're not confident enough to buy these\ <<elseif $Money gt 24 and $Stockings2 is 0>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy stockings][$Money to $Money - 25, $Stockings2 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Stockings2 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Stockings2 is 0 and $Money lt 25>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Nude stockings-25$ <<if $Fem lt 33>>You're not confident enough to buy these\ <<elseif $Money gt 24 and $Stockings3 is 0>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy stockings][$Money to $Money - 25, $Stockings3 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Stockings3 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Stockings3 is 0 and $Money lt 25>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Pink stockings <<if $Fem lt 33>>You're not confident enough to buy these\ <<elseif $Money gt 24 and $Stockings4 is 0>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy stockings][$Money to $Money - 25, $Stockings4 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Stockings4 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Stockings4 is 0 and $Money lt 25>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Fishnet stockings-25$ <<if $Fem lt 33>>You're not confident enough to buy these\ <<elseif $Money gt 24 and $Stockings5 is 0>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy stockings][$Money to $Money - 25, $Stockings5 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Stockings5 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Stockings5 is 0 and $Money lt 25>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> __Suspenders__ Black garter belt-30$ <<if $Fem lt 33>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Money gt 29 and $Garter1 is 0>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy garter belt][$Money to $Money - 30, $Garter1 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Garter1 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Garter1 is 0 and $Money lt 30>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Red garter belt-30$ <<if $Fem lt 33>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Money gt 29 and $Garter2 is 0>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy garter belt][$Money to $Money - 30, $Garter2 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Garter2 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Garter2 is 0 and $Money lt 30>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Pink garters-30$ <<if $Fem lt 33>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Money gt 29 and $Garter3 is 0>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy garters][$Money to $Money - 30, $Garter3 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Garter3 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Garter3 is 0 and $Money lt 30>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> __Bras__ Pink sports bra-15$ <<if $Fem lt 25 and $SportsBraOrder is 0>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Money gt 14 and $SportsBra1 is 0>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy sports bra][$SportsBra1 to 1, $Money to $Money - 15]]\ <<elseif $SportsBra1 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $SportsBra1 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Purple sports bra-15$ <<if $Fem lt 25 and $SportsBraOrder is 0>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Money gt 14 and $SportsBra2 is 0>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy sports bra][$SportsBra2 to 1, $Money to $Money - 15]]\ <<elseif $SportsBra2 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $SportsBra2 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Blue sports bra-15$ <<if $Fem lt 25 and $SportsBraOrder is 0>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Money gt 14 and $SportsBra3 is 0>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy sports bra][$SportsBra3 to 1, $Money to $Money - 15]]\ <<elseif $SportsBra3 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $SportsBra3 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Pink leopard bra - 25$ <<if $Fem lt 31>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Money gt 24 and $Bra5 is 0>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy bra][$Bra5 to 5, $Money to $Money - 25]]\ <<elseif $Bra5 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Bra5 is 0 and $Money lt 25>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Pink and black bra - 25$ <<if $Fem lt 31>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Money gt 24 and $Bra6 is 0>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy bra][$Bra6 to 1, $Money to $Money - 25]]\ <<elseif $Bra6 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Bra6 is 0 and $Money lt 25>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Red bra - 15$ <<if $Fem lt 31>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Money gt 14 and $Bra2 is 0>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy bra][$Bra2 to 1, $Money to $Money - 15]]\ <<elseif $Bra2 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Bra2 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> White bra - 15$ <<if $Fem lt 31>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Money gt 14 and $Bra4 is 0>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy bra][$Bra4 to 1, $Money to $Money - 15]]\ <<elseif $Bra4 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Bra4 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Yellow bra - 20$ <<if $Fem lt 31>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Money gt 19 and $Bra7 is 0>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy bra][$Bra7 to 1, $Money to $Money - 20]]\ <<elseif $Bra7 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Bra7 is 0 and $Money lt 20>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Blue bra - 15$ <<if $Fem lt 31>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Money gt 14 and $Bra8 is 0>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy bra][$Bra8 to 1, $Money to $Money - 15]]\ <<elseif $Bra8 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Bra8 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Black bra - 15$ <<if $Fem lt 31>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Money gt 14 and $Bra3 is 0>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy bra][$Bra3 to 1, $Money to $Money - 15]]\ <<elseif $Bra3 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Bra3 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> __Sleepwear__ Pink nightdress-40$ <<if $Fem lt 28>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $A is 1 and $PJ1 is 0>>[[Alex 2<-Buy sleepwear][$Money to $Money - 40, $PJ1 to 1]]\ <<elseif $PJ1 is 0 and $Money gt 39>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy sleepwear][$Money to $Money - 40, $PJ1 to 1]]\ <<elseif $PJ1 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $PJ1 is 0 and $Money lt 40>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Floral top and pants-40$ <<if $Fem lt 28>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $A is 1 and $PJ2 is 0>>[[Alex 2<-Buy sleepwear][$Money to $Money - 40, $PJ2 to 1]]\ <<elseif $PJ2 is 0 and $Money gt 39>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy sleepwear][$Money to $Money - 40, $PJ2 to 1]]\ <<elseif $PJ2 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $PJ2 is 0 and $Money lt 40>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> purple top and shorts-40$ <<if $Fem lt 28>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $A is 1 and $PJ3 is 0>>[[Alex 2<-Buy sleepwear][$Money to $Money - 40, $PJ3 to 1]]\ <<elseif $PJ3 is 0 and $Money gt 39>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy sleepwear][$Money to $Money - 40, $PJ3 to 1]]\ <<elseif $PJ3 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $PJ3 is 0 and $Money lt 40>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Pink babydoll-40$ <<if $Fem lt 28>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $A is 1 and $PJ4 is 0>>[[Alex 2<-Buy sleepwear][$Money to $Money - 40, $PJ4 to 1]]\ <<elseif $PJ4 is 0 and $Money gt 39>>[[Satin Diva<-Buy sleepwear][$Money to $Money - 40, $PJ4 to 1]]\ <<elseif $PJ4 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $PJ4 is 0 and $Money lt 40>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>>

[[Mall<-Return to the mall]] <<if $JenLevel gt 5>>\ If there’s one store in the mall where you’d expect your sissy status to be accepted, it’s the sex shop, and while you still get some skeptical looks from customers, that’s offset by the welcoming smiles the staff offer.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/FFbL7B2w/Sex-store.jpg]] __Butt plugs__ Small jewelled butt plug-15$ <<if $ButtPlug1 is 0 and $Money gt 14>>[[Sex store<-Buy butt plug][$Money to $Money - 15, $ButtPlug1 to 1]]\ <<elseif $ButtPlug1 is 1>>You already own this //Thanks $Jen//\ <<elseif $ButtPlug1 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Black butt plug-15$ <<if $ButtPlug1 is 0 and $Money gt 14>>[[Sex store<-Buy butt plug][$Money to $Money - 15, $ButtPlug2 to 1]]\ <<elseif $ButtPlug2 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> <<if $SC15 is 1>>You’re pretty sure you see Shauna from the student council in the sex shop, near the dildos. [[SC15 Sex shop<-Approach her]]<</if>>

[[Mall<-Return to the mall]] <<set $JenGeneralStore = ["Did he get lost going to the lingerie store or something?", "Can you imagine how many men he’s had with him on the SuperComfortBed 2000?", "Do you think he’s here for the manicure kit? Or maybe the lingerie catalog?", "He’s going to be so disappointed to realize we don’t have any cool handbags, only boring ones.", "I bet his mistress sent him to buy some cleaning supplies."]>> <<if $JenLevel gt 5>>\ \ Even in the relatively neutral general store, you can’t escape the scrupulous glances of the public. "<<print $JenGeneralStore.random()>>” You overhear one worker whisper to her colleague.<</if>> Screwdriver-5$ <<button Info>><<script>>UI.alert("Helpful for perving on girls. Not needed after first week");<</script>><</button>> <<if $Screwdriver is 0 and $Money gt 4>>[[General store<-Buy screwdriver][$Money to $Money - 5, $Screwdriver to 1]]\ <<elseif $Screwdriver is 1>>Your screwdriver works fine\ <<elseif $Screwdriver is 0 and $Money lt 5>>You don't have enough money for the screwdriver<</if>> Camera-30$ <<button Info>><<script>>UI.alert("Helpful for perving on girls. Not needed after first week");<</script>><</button>> <<if $Camera is 0 and $Money gt 29>>[[General store<-Buy camera][$Money to $Money - 30, $Camera to 1]]\ <<elseif $Camera is 1>>Your current camera works great\ <<elseif $Camera is 0 and $Money lt 30>>You don't have enough money for the camera<</if>> Laundry detergent-5$ (You have $LaundryDetergent Capsules) <<if $Money gt 4>>[[General store<-Buy laundry detergent][$Money to $Money - 5, $LaundryDetergent to $LaundryDetergent + 3]]\ <<elseif $Money lt 5>>You don't have enough money for laundry detergent.<</if>> Quality bags-30$ <<if $CanvasBags is 0>><<button Info>><<script>>UI.alert("Causes no stress when performing groceries chore");<</script>><</button>><</if>> <<if $CanvasBags is 0 and $Money gt 29>>[[General store<-Buy quality bags][$Money to $Money - 30, $CanvasBags to 1]]\ <<elseif $CanvasBags is 1>>Your expensive bags still work fine\ <<elseif $CanvasBags is 0 and $Money lt 30>>You don't have enough money for expensive bags<</if>> Storage closet-40$ <<if $StorageCloset is 0>><<button Info>><<script>>UI.alert("Cleaning your room lasts longer");<</script>><</button>><</if>> <<if $StorageCloset is 0 and $Money gt 39>>[[General store<-Buy storage closet][$Money to $Money - 40, $StorageCloset to 1]]\ <<elseif $StorageCloset is 1>>The extra organization room you already bought still does its job\ <<elseif $StorageCloset is 0 and $Money lt 40>>You don't have enough money for storage closet<</if>> Lingerie Catalog-50$ <<if $LingerieCatalog is 0 and $Home is 1 or $LingerieCatalog is 0 and $Home is 2>><<button Info>><<script>>UI.alert("Reduces the amount of time taken by completing the acquire hosiery chore");<</script>><</button>><<elseif $Home is 0 or $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>><<button Info>><<script>>UI.alert("You don't have a use for that (yet)");<</script>><</button>><</if>> <<if $LingerieCatalog is 0 and $Money gt 49>>[[General store<-Buy lingerie catalog][$Money to $Money - 50, $LingerieCatalog to 1]]\ <<elseif $LingerieCatalog is 1>>Your lingerie catalog already serves as a guide for buying exquisite hosiery, as well as a great makeshift porn mag\ <<elseif $LingerieCatalog is 0 and $Money lt 50>>You don't have enough money for catalog<</if>> Spice Rack-20$ <<if $SpiceRack is 0 and $House gt 2>><<button Info>><<script>>UI.alert("Reduces stress caused by cleaning the kitchen; reduces time taken");<</script>><</button>><<elseif $House lt 3>><<button Info>><<script>>UI.alert("You don't have a use for that (yet)");<</script>><</button>><</if>> <<if $SpiceRack is 0 and $Money gt 19>>[[General store<-Buy spice rack][$Money to $Money - 20, $SpiceRack to 1]]\ <<elseif $SpiceRack is 1>>The spice rack you already have still helps to organize the kitchen\ <<elseif $SpiceRack is 0 and $Money lt 20>>You don't have enough for the spice rack<</if>> Coffee table-20$ <<if $CoffeeTable is 0 and $House gt 2>><<button Info>><<script>>UI.alert("Reduces stress caused by cleaning the lounge; reduces time taken");<</script>><</button>><<elseif $House lt 3>><<button Info>><<script>>UI.alert("You don't have a use for that (yet)");<</script>><</button>><</if>> <<if $CoffeeTable is 0 and $Money gt 19>>[[General store<-Buy coffee table][$Money to $Money - 20, $CoffeeTable to 1]]\ <<elseif $CoffeeTable is 1>>The table you already bought helps maintain the tidiness of the longue\ <<elseif $CoffeeTable is 0 and $Money lt 20>>You don't have enough for the table<</if>> Bathroom cabinet-20$ <<if $BathroomCabinet is 0 and $House gt 2>><<button Info>><<script>>UI.alert("Reduces stress caused by cleaning the bathroom; reduces time taken");<</script>><</button>><<elseif $House lt 3>><<button Info>><<script>>UI.alert("You don't have a use for that (yet)");<</script>><</button>><</if>> <<if $BathroomCabinet is 0 and $Money gt 19>>[[General store<-Buy bathroom cabinet][$Money to $Money - 20, $BathroomCabinet to 1]]\ <<elseif $BathroomCabinet is 1>>The cabinet in the bathroom still helps maintain order\ <<elseif $BathroomCabinet is 0 and $Money lt 20>>You don't have enough for the cabinet<</if>> Mani/Pedi kit-70$ <<if $ManiPediKit is 0 and $Home is 1 or $ManiPediKit is 0 and $Home is 2>><<button Info>><<script>>UI.alert("Increases the money gained from Mani/Pedi chore ; increases time taken.");<</script>><</button>><<elseif $Home is 0 or $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>><<button Info>><<script>>UI.alert("You don't have a use for that (yet)");<</script>><</button>><</if>> <<if $ManiPediKit is 0 and $Money gt 69>>[[General store<-Buy Mani/Pedi kit][$Money to $Money - 70, $ManiPediKit to 1]]\ <<elseif $ManiPediKit is 1>>Your expensive nail art kit still does the job beautfiully\ <<elseif $ManiPediKit is 0 and $Money lt 70>>You don't have enough for the nail art kit<</if>> Game Station-200$ <<if $GameStation is 0>><<button Info>><<script>>UI.alert("Reduces stress and lust");<</script>><</button>><</if>> <<if $GameStation is 0 and $Money gt 199>>[[General store<-Buy Game station][$Money to $Money - 200, $GameStation to 1]]\ <<elseif $GameStation is 1>>The next Game Station has yet to be released\ <<elseif $GameStation is 0 and $Money lt 200>>You don't have enough money for the Game Station<</if>> SuperComfort Bed 2000-300$ <<if $Bed2 is 0>><<button Info>><<script>>UI.alert("Reduces stress when sleeping");<</script>><</button>><</if>> <<if $Bed2 is 0 and $Money gt 299>>[[General store<-Buy bed][$Money to $Money - 300, $Bed2 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Bed2 is 1>>Your current bed is already super and comfortable\ <<elseif $Bed2 is 0 and $Money lt 300>>You don't have enough money for the SuperComfort Bed 2000<</if>>

<<set $Day to $Day + 1, $Day3 to $Day3 + 1>>\ <<if $Day3 is 8>><<set $Day3 to 1>><</if>>\ <<set $SleepProcess to 1>>\ <<if $Day3 gt 5>><<set $Weekend to 1, $Weekday to 0>><<else>><<set $Weekend to 0, $Weekday to 1>><</if>>\ <<if $Day3 lt 6>><<set $Weekend to 0, $Weekday to 1>><<else>><<set $Weekend to 1, $Weekday to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $Fem lt 11>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/fLQxqGwY/Moon-1.jpg]]\ <<elseif $Fem lt 33>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/qRc2P1RS/Moon-2.jpg]]\ <<elseif $Fem lt 50>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Hnpbdb8x/Moon-3.jpg]]\ <<elseif $Fem lt 100>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/FKLyZrQ9/Moon-4.jpg]]<</if>> <<if $Day lt 6>>You rest your eyes after a long day. You are starting to get used to the new area, and also your stepsister, $Hannah .\ <<elseif $Day is 6>>You rest your eyes after a long week of school. It has been so eventful that you can hardly remember everything. You are confused by the flirtatious $Ash , and even more so by Miss $Gray . //Whose perverted mind was it for a student to have to wear a damn chastity cage?// On the topic of which, you realize you are struggling to get to sleep, probably because of the wretched thing. Anytime your mind starts to get filled with fantasies, your penis does its best to grow, but you're left uncomfortably straining against the silicone trapping you dick. You do notice that, when flaccid at least, the cage is quite spacious, allowing some room to grow.\ <<elseif $Pills is 5>><<set $Pills to 6>>As you’re trying to fall asleep on your belly, you notice an unfamiliar feeling on your chest. There’s something between your body and the mattress. A pair of boobs. A pair of boobs attached to you, in the same way that your hand is, your leg is, your penis is. While they’re modest by adult standards and bound to go unrecognized, you can still feel them in your hands. There’s enough there for you to get a solid grip on, and to roll them around in your hands. There’s not much sleep to be had as you realize that this isn’t a dream; this is reality.\ <<elseif $Pills is 19>><<set $Pills to 20>>Tonight, you don’t even need to be laying on your front to see a change in your breasts, and any hopes of them being unnoticed can fade away into your memory. Your boobs are, if anything, slightly larger than average for a woman, and for a supposed “man”, enormous. Next to hoping that everyone in the city suddenly becomes blind, you can only dream that people are either too distracted to notice, or too kind to draw attention to it. //I don’t know why I let it go this far, but I can’t take anymore of those pills.//\ <<elseif $Pills is 12>><<set $Pills to 13>>You were just beginning to get used to your new boobs, but laying down on your front alerts you to another change. Groping your breasts, you realize they’re actually bigger. And not only are they big enough for you to feel, they’re probably large enough to make a sizable impression against your shirt. Anyone paying the slightest attention to you will likely notice your breasts. It was one thing when you could hide them beneath your clothes. Like your chastity cage, any bulge could have been excused as the movement of clothing, but these boobs are only slightly smaller than average for a woman. This is going to make life very interesting.\ <<elseif $Panties1 is 1 and $Fem lt 9 and $WornPanties is 1>>//$Ash ‘s panties feel so nice, so intimate to skin like a pink breeze of femininity. I could think about her panties all day. So teasing. So tantalizing. So tempting...//\ <<elseif $Fem lt 13>>//Satin, silk, lace, nylon. They just fit right, close like a kiss and just as pleasant. Covering forbidden pleasures like a gatekeeper, but growing desirable by association...\ <<elseif $Fem lt 14>>//If she knows, then who else might know? What does she need the money for? Why is she so cruel? What does she...//\ <<elseif $Fem lt 16>>//What's Miss $Gray 's problem? Why does she care so much that I wear tights? If I were less reckless with things, would she let me go back to socks?//\ <<elseif $Fem gt 15 and $Fem lt 20 and $ShaveLegs lt 10>>Beautiful legs enhanced to perfection from their nylon prison. Completed with a smooth skin beneath, abrasive hair erased so dermal and denier skins can kiss. Toe to waist pleasure all day, everyday…\ <<elseif $Fem gt 15 and $Fem lt 20 and $ShaveLegs gt 9>>So thin, elegant, yet capable of stretching to encompass two manly legs and their prickly hairs. Approaching sublime bliss, but still always on the horizon, euphoria held at bay by anchored thorns. A simple slice of steel should suffice to complete the heavenly feeling…\ <<elseif $Fem lt 26>>//$Ash really seems to like me...I wonder how far she's willing to take this relationship...//\ <<elseif $Fem lt 30 and $AshMad is 1>>//It sucks that I upset $Ash , but maybe it was for the best that things didn't work out...//\ <<elseif $Fem gt 26 and $Fem lt 30>>Beautiful as a butterfly or casual as a Sunday stroll. Such a wide world of possibility. Skirts, dresses, blouses. As varied as they are elegant. Why start a journey if you’re not going to complete it? It’s not much further to reach the powders and paints. Lipstick to be better at kissing, nail polish to be better at touching, only a short step after a skirt…\ <<elseif $Fem lt 32 and $A is 2>>//Why am I at Farrix? And how does $Alex tie into this? Surely it can't be a coincidence...//\ <<elseif $Fem lt 41 and $Fem gt 31>>//I don’t know who I’d prefer to control my chastity cage…Miss $Gray or $Ash . It’s not like my opinion would matter anyway...//\ <<elseif $Fem is 41>>//A girl’s uniform? Please tell me I was dreaming about that. Please.//\ <<elseif $Fem is 42>>//$Ash is crazy. There’s no way I could wear a girl’s uniform to school. Whatever happens now, I know I was doing the right thing//\ <<elseif $Fem is 43>>//Whatever Mistress $Ash wants, Mistress $Ash gets. Whatever Mistress $Ash wants, Mistress $Ash gets. Whatever Mistress $Ash wants, Mistress $Ash gets.\ <<elseif $Fem is 44 and $Day3 is 4>>//I can’t wait to see Miss $Gray ‘s reaction to $Ash ‘s diary. Life at Farrix might actually be easier now//\ <<elseif $Fem is 44 and $Day3 is 5>>//I can't believe my own stepsister kicked me off her house, and now I have to share a bed with the person who's responsible for that//\ <<elseif $Home is 1>>//This is crazy! I can’t believe I have to live with my teacher//\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>//”Sissy! I asked for a low sugar drink, not a no sugar one. Get me another!” “Yes Mistress $Ash .”//\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>//I wonder if I’ll ever be free of this chastity cage. At least somebody can empathize with me now…//\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>//I wonder if I’ll ever be free of this chastity cage…$Gray2 doesn’t make it seem likely//\ <<elseif $Home is 4>>//I wonder if I’ll ever be free of this chastity cage. At least somebody can empathize with me now…//<</if>><<if $WeddingBlackmail is 1>>\ \ //But what on earth is this proposal Miss $Gray is talking about in her emails? And how do I fit into it?//<</if>> <<if $Fem is 4 and visited("Ash steal panties")>>[[Hannah Panties Room<-Continue to the morning]]\ <<elseif $Day3 is 6 and $Fem is 37>>[[Ash 4<-Continue to the morning]]\ <<elseif $Day3 is 6 and $Fem is 13>>[[Jen 1<-Continue to the morning]]\ <<elseif $HannahAsk is 1>>[[Morning Hannah ask<-Continue to the morning]]\ <<elseif $Day3 is 7 and $A is 2 and visited("8-1a")>>[[Morning Weekend Hannah<-Continue to the morning][$Priority to 1]]\ <<elseif $Day3 is 7 and $A is 3 and visited("10-1a")>>[[Morning Weekend Hannah<-Continue to the morning][$Priority to 1]]\ <<elseif $Fem is 41>>[[11-4 Wear Uniform<-Continue to the morning]]\ <<elseif $Fem is 42 and visited("11-4 Refuse Uniform")>>[[11-5 Resist Uniform 1<-Continue to the morning]]\ <<elseif $Fem is 42>>[[11-4 Refuse Uniform<-Continue to the morning]]\ <<elseif $Fem is 43>>[[11-4 Hypno 1<-Continue to the morning]]\ <<elseif $Fem is 44 and $Day3 is 4>>[[11-4 Blackmail 1<-Continue to the morning]]\ <<elseif $Fem is 44 and $Day3 is 5>>[[11-5 Blackmail 1<-Continue to the morning]]\ <<elseif $Day3 is 6 and $House is 2>>[[House 2a<-Continue to the morning]]\ <<elseif $Day3 is 6 and $House is 3>>[[House 3a<-Continue to the morning]]\ <<elseif $Day3 is 6 and $House is 4>>[[House 4a<-Continue to the morning]]\ <<elseif $Day3 is 6 and $House is 5>>[[House 5 place<-Continue to the morning]]\ <<elseif $Day3 is 6 and $House is 6>>[[House 5a<-Continue to the morning]]\ \ <<elseif $Weekday is 1 and $Home is 0>>[[Morning School Hannah<-Continue to the morning]]\ <<elseif $Weekend is 1 and $Home is 0>>[[Morning Weekend Hannah<-Continue to the morning]]\ <<elseif $Weekday is 1 and $Home is 1 and $Day3 is 1 or $Weekday is 1 and $Home is 2 and $Day3 is 1>>[[Morning School Gray M<-Continue to the morning]]\ <<elseif $Weekday is 1 and $Home is 1 or $Weekday is 1 and $Home is 2>>[[Morning School Gray<-Continue to the morning]]\ <<elseif $Weekend is 1 and $Home is 1 or $Weekend is 1 and $Home is 2>>[[Morning Weekend Gray<-Continue to the morning]]\ <<elseif $Weekday is 1 and $Home is 3 or $Weekday is 1 and $Home is 4>>[[Morning School Ash<-Continue to the morning]]\ <<elseif $Weekend is 1 and $Home is 3 or $Weekend is 1 or $Home is 4>>[[Morning Weekend Ash<-Continue to the morning]]<</if>> \ \ \ \ <<set $H to 2>><<set $M to 0>>\ <<if $C5 lte 0>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>><</if>>\ <<if $Bed2 is 1>><<set $Stress to $Stress - 1>><</if>>\ <<if $AshSkirtHelp is 1>><<set $AshSkirtHelp to 0, $AshR to $AshR - 1>><<elseif $AshPJHelp is 1>><<set $AshPJHelp to 0, $AshR to $AshR - 1>><</if>>\ <<if $AshSex is 3 and $Day3 is 1 or $AshSex is 4 and $Day3 is 1>><<set $AshMad to 1>><</if>>\ <<if $AshWeek4 is 1 and $Day3 is 1 and $Fem lt 21>><<set $AshWeek4 to 0, $AshR to $AshR - 1, $Fem to 19>><<elseif $Fem is 18 and $Day3 is 1>><<set $Fem to 19>><</if>>\ <<if $MallSaturday is 7 and $Day3 is 1>><<set $AshR to $AshR - 1, $AshMad to 1, $Fem to 26>><</if>>\ <<if $Fem is 29 and $Day3 is 1>><<set $Fem to 30>><</if>>\ <<if $Fem is 32 and $Day3 is 1>><<set $Fem to 33>><</if>>\ <<if $Day gt 34>><<set $Blackmail to 3>><</if>>\ <<if $Fem is 39 and $Day3 is 3>><<set $Fem to 40>><</if>>\ <<if $SD is 2 and $Day3 is 6>><<set $Priority to 1>><<elseif $SD is 3 and $Day3 is 6>><<set $Priority to 1>><<elseif $SD is 4 and $Day3 is 6>><<set $Priority to 1>><<elseif $SD is 5 and $Day3 is 6>><<set $Priority to 1>><</if>>\ <<if $House is 1 and $Day3 is 6>><<set $Priority to 1>><</if>>\ <<if $A is 2 and $Day3 is 7 and $Priority is 1 and $App is 1>><<set $Priority to 1>><<elseif $A is 3 and $Day3 is 7 and $Priority is 1 and $App is 1 and visited("10-1a")>><<set $Priority to 1>><</if>> <<if $PantyhoseTask lt 3 and $PantyhoseTask gt 0 and $Day gt 42>><<set $AshMad to 1>><</if>>\ <<if $MallSaturday lt 100 and $MallSaturday gt 0 and $Day gt 35>><<set $AshMad to 1>><</if>>\

<<set $Cooking to $Cooking + 1>>\ <<if $Cooking lt 10>><<set $Money to $Money + 5>><<elseif $Cooking lt 25>><<set $Money to $Money + 8>><<elseif $Cooking lt 100>><<set $Money to $Money + 12>><</if>>\ <<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>\ <<set $WeekChores to $WeekChores + 1>>\ <<set $C1 to 1>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Yqjpq8TX/Kitchen.jpg]] <<if $Home is 0>>With $Hannah finishing work at 6, she often doesn't have time to cook a proper meal. You prepare some basic ingredients and begin to cook a meal you hope $Hannah will enjoy.\ <<elseif $Home is 1 and $House lt 2 or $Home is 2 and $House lt 2>>With $Hannah finishing work at 6, and Miss $Gray expecting you to do the chores, the responsibility of creating a nutritious and tasty meal rests on your hands.\ <<elseif $ChoresPunish gt 2>>With $Hannah finishing work at 6, and Miss $Gray expecting you to do the chores, the responsibility of creating a nutritious and tasty meal rests on your hands. Of course, a good maid, as Miss $Gray would insist, must adorn her maid uniform in order to complete her duties, with your ankle cuffs included. Then, you set about preparing 3 plates of delicious food. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/QxsMmm92/Maid-chore.png]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>With $Hannah finishing work at 6, and Miss $Gray expecting you to do the chores, the responsibility of creating a nutritious and tasty meal rests on your hands. Of course, a good maid, as Miss $Gray would insist, must adorn her maid uniform in order to complete her duties. Then, you set about preparing 3 plates of delicious food. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/QxsMmm92/Maid-chore.png]]\ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>$Ash has made it clear on several occasions she doesn’t care much for fine cuisine. The rare times she did eat something which could be considered healthy, nutritious, and tasty, were all at your insistence. Knowing she won’t actually make something nice for either of you, you decide to do it yourself.<</if>> <<if $Cooking lt 10>>You begin by tossing some vegetables straight from their plastic sack into a pan of boiling water, checking on their solidity occasionally. Next, you prepare the main part of the meal. The meat gets stuck in the unoiled frying pan, and so you have to pry it off with a knife, which almost sends the protein flying. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/zvQx97XT/Cooking-1.jpg]] You slop the two components down into some plates, almost forgetting to drain the water first. The result is a dry, uncomplimentary meal that feels incomplete. It could be considered a success, if you define success in cooking as not burning the house down, though it was also a close failure.\ <<elseif $Cooking lt 25>>Starting with the vegetables, you wash them under the tap before chopping them into digestible chunks, which are then tossed into a boiling pot of water. After that, you lubricate a frying pan with a little too much oil, and place in the protein, stirring it as it sizzles with flavor. In another pan, pasta is submerged until its hard disposition becomes soft, if a little chewy. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/kMYY6JFD/Cooking-2.jpg]] The 3 components are then drained of excess fluids, and placed neatly on some dishes. The final product is fine, though lacking something elevating it to the next level.\ <<elseif $Cooking lt 100>>You begin by washing your vegetables, removing the dirt from the carrots, before slicing them into more digestible cubes compared to their natural form. You also prepare your protein, placing the oily raw food into a frying pan, and letting it slowly sizzle until it’s the perfectly delectable shade. Simultaneously, a deep pan of water is brought to the boil, with hard pasta being placed inside the miracle liquid to turn it into an exquisite tasting, soft delicacy. The prepared veggies are combined with a melted collection of tomatoes for a divine sauce. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/hvvCy6gS/Cooking-3.jpg]] When the meal is complete, you place it artfully on a plate, framing it with the circular ceramic so that your customers see it from the best angle.<</if>> <<if $Home is 0 and $Cooking lt 10>>When $Hannah does taste it, she does her best not to discourage you from cooking again, but it is clear that she didn't find it the most enjoyable.\ <<elseif $Home is 0 and $Cooking lt 25>>It tastes about as good as what $Hannah would expect. While she no longer has to hide an appalled face when eating it, you are sure that your standards of "good" are better than that, and you promise to keep getting better.\ <<elseif $Home is 0 and $Cooking lt 40>>$Hannah ‘s face can’t hide her extreme satisfaction in the dish, which she gobbles up eagerly, barely stopping for conversation between mouthfuls of food. She’s left saddened when it’s over, but nothing good lasts forever.\ <<elseif $Home is 1 and $Cooking lt 10 or $Home is 2 and $Cooking lt 10>>Miss $Gray is much quicker to explain her feelings that your cooking skills are “shocking” and “completely lacking in anything resembling competency of the slightest degree” than $Hannah is, who looks glad that someone finally told you what you needed to hear.\ <<elseif $Home is 1 and $Cooking lt 10 or $Home is 2 and $Cooking lt 25>>Miss $Gray is pleasantly surprised at the competency of the meal, though you assume that from how she lacks any negative comments about the meal. What is likely indifference on her part is trumped by $Hannah , who is eager to eat more.\ <<elseif $Home is 1 and $Cooking lt 10 or $Home is 2 and $Cooking lt 40>>Miss $Gray compliments the culinary prowess of her “little house maid”, and proudly takes credit for training you to be so good at your pseudo job. $Hannah is much more modest, and takes the opportunity to give you a more honest set of compliments.\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and $Cooking lt 10 or $Home is 4 and $Cooking lt 10>>$Ash has a couple of nibbles of the food, but it’s obvious she’s not interested. After sliding the dish away, she takes to her usual cupboards for some snacks, leaving you to eat the meal alone.\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and $Cooking lt 10 or $Home is 4 and $Cooking lt 25>>$Ash actually eats the meal you prepared for the two of you. She doesn’t have much in the way of taste buds, so you’re not sure if her compliments should be taken without a grain of salt or not, but at least she empties her plate.\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and $Cooking lt 10 or $Home is 4 and $Cooking lt 40>>$Ash not only eats the meal, but she is positively smiling after taking each bite. And when she does finish, she insists on eating as much of the leftover sauce as she can.<</if>> <<if $ChoresPunish gt 2>>[[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3]]<<else>>[[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 2]]<</if>>

<<set $M to 45>><<set $H to 7>>\ <<set $MorningSchool1 = ["The violent scream of your alarm signals the beginning of your day.", "Your alarm wakes you up in it’s usual intrusive manner.", "The beautiful sunrise is ruined by the harsh tones of your alarm."]>>\ <<set $length = $MorningSchool1.length>>\ <<set $i = Math.floor(Math.random()*$length)>>\ <<print $MorningSchool1[$i]>> <<set $MorningSchool2 = ["$Hannah is already awake in the kitchen, doing her best attempt to juggle two bowls of cereal as well as a pair of accompanying glasses.", "You hear $Hannah already preparing breakfast for the two of you in the kitchen.", "The clanking of bowls and the pouring of liquid suggests that $Hannah is already awake in the kitchen."]>>\ <<set $length = $MorningSchool2.length>>\ <<set $i = Math.floor(Math.random()*$length)>>\ <<print $MorningSchool2[$i]>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/y81spftx/Toast.jpg]] <<set $MorningSchool3 = ["$Hannah places a bowl of Fruit Hoops in front of you as you sit down at the table.", "As you sit down at the table, $Hannah places a bowl of Krispy Rice in front of you.", "A bowl of Skipper Snaps lands at the table for you courtesy of $Hannah ."]>><<set $length = $MorningSchool3.length>>\ <<set $i = Math.floor(Math.random()*$length)>>\ <<print $MorningSchool3[$i]>> <<if $WeekChores is 0 and $Day3 is 1>><<set $HannahR to $HannahR - 2, $WeekChores to 0>>"$name , I don’t know if you’re forgetting this, but I’m not your servant who’s going to clean up after every mess you make. When I heard we were going to live together, I knew I’d be doing most things, but I wouldn’t have agreed to it if I knew you were going to treat me like your mother. It’s time you started to show your step sister some appreciation and helped out with some chores.” The rest of the thankfully short breakfast is uncomfortably quiet, with neither you nor $Hannah caring to begin conversation. In the end, you’re thankful for the excuse of heading to school.\ <<elseif $WeekChores lt 4 and $Day3 is 1>><<set $HannahR to $HannahR - 1, $WeekChores to 0>>”$name , I understand you’re used to not having to be responsible for yourself, but it’s something you’ll need to adapt too, and soon. I’m sick of doing everything around here while you sit with your feet up. Stop being lazy and help me around the house.” The rest of the thankfully short breakfast is uncomfortably quiet, with neither you nor $Hannah caring to begin conversation. In the end, you’re thankful for the excuse of heading to school.\ <<elseif $WeekChores lt 6 and $Day3 is 1>><<set $HannahR to $HannahR - 1, $WeekChores to 0>>"$name , I know you’re quite busy with school and everything, but I would really appreciate it if you could pick up a brush every once in a while. There’s no shortage of things you could help me with." The rest of the breakfast is littered with small talk. $Hannah is obviously feeling bad for needing to rant at you, but considering your apathetic attitude towards chores, it’s certainly deserved. She wishes you a good day as you prepare for school.\ <<elseif $WeekChores gt 10 and $Day3 is 1>><<set $HannahR to $HannahR + 1, $Money to $Money + 10, $WeekChores to 0>>"$name , you've been an amazing housemate lately. It's like the moment I even think of something that needs doing, you jump on it - you're amazing!" She even gives you a hug. "Take this as a bonus!" She stuffs a few dollars into your hand. The rest of the breakfast is filled with small talk which $Hannah leads, obviously appreciative of your recent efforts to doing chores. She wishes you a good day as you prepare for school.\ <<elseif $WeekChores gt 5 and $Day3 is 1>><<set $WeekChores to 0>>"Thanks for helping out so much around the house - it means a lot." The rest of the breakfast is filled with small talk which $Hannah leads, obviously appreciative of your recent efforts to doing chores. She wishes you a good day as you prepare for school.\ <<elseif $Day3 is not 1 and $Fem gt 37>>Once you're both sat down, the room is entirely silent, save for the scraping of cutlery against ceramic. $Hannah still has no idea what to think of what was exposed to her courtesy of $Ash . Maybe things will get better eventually, but at the moment, you're only hope is that some crazy scientist develops some memory erasing technology. Once you're done, you murmur a quiet "see you later", receiving no response.\ <<elseif $Day3 is not 1 and $HannahR gt 3>>The breakfast period is filled with pleasant conversation, with both you and your step sister enjoying a laugh before the long day ahead. Once you say goodbye, she pulls you in for an embracing hug that surprisingly lasts a while. The sweet scent of her perfume helps to improve your mood as much as the good company.\ <<elseif $Day3 is not 1 and $HannahR gt 1>>The breakfast period is filled with pleasant conversation, with both you and your step sister enjoying a laugh before the long day ahead. Once you say goodbye, she wishes you a good day, and you pay her the same courtesy. You have no expectation of having one yourself, but maybe she feels exactly the same.\ <<elseif $Day3 is not 1 and $HannahR gt -1>>Breakfast is filled with small talk and idle chatter, but never breaches a topic worthy of note. It is, at least, a nice way to get prepared for a social day ahead, where the situation will be a lot more awkward than a morning convo with your step sister. When it’s time for you to say goodbye, you do so knowing it’ll be several hours before you can relax again.\ <<elseif $Day3 is not 1 and $HannahR gt -2>>A breakfast time conversation with $Hannah comes surprisingly hard, but once it does, it’s annoying that it has to stop. When it is time for you to get ready for school, she bids you farewell. Shortly after, you can hear the noise of your conversation being replaced with $Hannah placing music on her phone.\ <<elseif $Day3 is not 1 and $HannahR gt -4>>$Hannah turns on some music whilst you sit and eat. Though it is quiet enough to hold a conversation over it, any attempts at talking feel unnatural, and you get the impression your step sister would prefer to just hear some tunes anyway, based on her curt and uninspired responses. When you have to say goodbye, she almost makes a “shush” sound, before realizing it was you who wished her farewell.\ <<elseif $Day3 is not 1 and $HannahR gt -6>>$Hannah is playing some loud music, and it’s almost a dare to try and talk over it. She doesn’t seem interested in much in the way of conversation. In fact, when you attempt to ask if work will have anything interesting happen today, she either doesn’t hear you, or chooses not to reply. That put down results in you not trying to make conversation again. Once it’s time for you to bid her farewell, you don’t even waste the energy. She wouldn’t care much if you did, and a routine “have a nice day” would be predictably hollow.\ <<elseif $Day3 is not 1 and $HannahR lt -5>>$Hannah isn’t masking her contempt for you anymore. She has on a pair of headphones, playing music so loud you can recognize it yourself. Any attempts at making conversation are futile, so you don’t waste the effort. At one point during the meal, you witness her rather adorably bang her head to the beat of the song she’s listening to. The sight causes you to smile, but when she sees that perceived mockery, you receive a scowl, and a look of “what is wrong with you?” You’re thankful when you finish up and can leave.<</if>> [[Room<-Go to your room]]

[[Mall<-Return to the mall]] <<set $JenTrueGlamor = ["If I looked like that, I wouldn’t need blush to have some red cheeks.", "I get so annoyed when a guy wears makeup. If it weren’t expected of me, I’d never touch the stuff.", "50$ says he thinks blue eyeshadow looks good.", "Drag queens are just normalized sissies. I don’t care what you say.", "I bet we have lipstick longer than his cock."]>>\ <<if $JenLevel gt 5>>\ \ True Glamor might be the most woman populated store in the mall, and their feminine eyes suspiciously look at you in between the inspection of labels. "<<print $JenTrueGlamor.random()>>” You overhear one worker whisper to her colleague.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/cJDFf417/Beauty-Store.jpg]] 3 Pack of razors-5$ (You have $Razors razors) <<if $Money gt 4>>[[True Glamor<-Buy pack of razors][$Money to $Money - 5, $Razors to $Razors + 3]]<<elseif $Money lt 5>>You don't have enough money for the razors.<</if>> __Makeup__ Foundation-15$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You’re not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Foundation1 is 0 and $Money gt 14>>[[True Glamor<-Buy foundation][$Money to $Money - 15, $Foundation1 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Foundation1 is 1>>Your foundation still provides great coverage\ <<elseif $Foundation1 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for the foundation<</if>> Concealer-10$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You’re not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Concealer1 is 0 and $Money gt 9>>[[True Glamor<-Buy concealer][$Money to $Money - 10, $Concealer1 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Concealer1 is 1>>Your concealer still covers blemishes perfectly\ <<elseif $Concealer1 is 0 and $Money lt 10>>You don't have enough money for the concealer<</if>> Mascara-10$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You’re not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Mascara1 is 0 and $Money gt 9>>[[True Glamor<-Buy mascara][$Money to $Money - 10, $Mascara1 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Mascara1 is 1>>Your mascara still leaves your eyelashes long and flirty\ <<elseif $Mascra1 is 0 and $Money lt 9>>You don't have enough money for the mascara<</if>> Eyeliner-10$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You’re not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Eyeliner1 is 0 and $Money gt 9>>[[True Glamor<-Buy eyeliner][$Money to $Money - 10, $Eyeliner1 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Eyeliner1 is 1>>Your eyeliner still highlights your eyes in it’s usual sultry manner\ <<elseif $Eyeliner1 is 0 and $Money lt 9>>You don't have enough money for the eyeliner<</if>> Pink blush-15$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You’re not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Blush1 is 0 and $Money gt 14>>[[True Glamor<-Buy blush][$Money to $Money - 15, $Blush1 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Blush1 is 1>>Your blush still adds it’s cute color to your cheeks\ <<elseif $Blush1 is 0 and $Money lt 14>>You don't have enough money for the blush<</if>> Red blush-15$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You’re not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Blush2 is 0 and $Money gt 14>>[[True Glamor<-Buy blush][$Money to $Money - 15, $Blush2 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Blush2 is 1>>Your blush still adds it’s sexy color to your cheeks\ <<elseif $Blush2 is 0 and $Money lt 14>>You don't have enough money for the blush<</if>> __Makeup-Lipstick__ Pink lipstick-15$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You’re not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Lipstick2 is 0 and $Money gt 14>>[[True Glamor<-Buy pink lipstick][$Money to $Money - 15, $Lipstick2 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Lipstick2 is 1>>Your girly pink lipstick still looks and feels great\ <<elseif $Lipstick2 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for the pink lipstick<</if>> Red lipstick-15$ <<if $StoleLipstick is 1>>You already have some red lipstick, courtesy of your teacher<<elseif $Fem lt 27>>You’re not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Lipstick3 is 0 and $Money gt 14>>[[True Glamor<-Buy red lipstick][$Money to $Money - 15, $Lipstick3 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Lipstick3 is 1>>Your sexy red lipstick still looks and feels great\ <<elseif $Lipstick3 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for the red lipstick<</if>> Cherry-15$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You’re not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Lipstick4 is 0 and $Money gt 14>>[[True Glamor<-Buy cherry lipstick][$Money to $Money - 15, $Lipstick4 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Lipstick4 is 1>>Your sultry cherry lipstick still looks and feels great\ <<elseif $Lipstick4 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for the cherry lipstick<</if>> Orange-15$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You’re not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Lipstick5 is 0 and $Money gt 14>>[[True Glamor<-Buy orange lipstick][$Money to $Money - 15, $Lipstick5 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Lipstick5 is 1>>Your cute orange lipstick still looks and feels great\ <<elseif $Lipstick5 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for the orange lipstick<</if>> Purple-15$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You’re not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Lipstick6 is 0 and $Money gt 14>>[[True Glamor<-Buy purple lipstick][$Money to $Money - 15, $Lipstick6 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Lipstick6 is 1>>Your gothic lipstick still looks and feels great\ <<elseif $Lipstick6 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for the purple lipstick<</if>> Black-15$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You’re not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Lipstick7 is 0 and $Money gt 14>>[[True Glamor<-Buy black lipstick][$Money to $Money - 15, $Lipstick7 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Lipstick7 is 1>>Your emo lipstick still looks and feels great\ <<elseif $Lipstick7 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for the black lipstick<</if>> Nude lipstick-15$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You’re not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Lipstick1 is 0 and $Money gt 14>>[[True Glamor<-Buy nude lipstick][$Money to $Money - 15, $Lipstick1 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Lipstick1 is 1>>Your subtle shade of lipstick still looks and feels great\ <<elseif $Lipstick1 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for the nude lipstick<</if>> __Makeup-Eyeshadow__ Eyeshadow palette-20$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $Eyeshadow1 is 0 and $Money gt 19>>[[True Glamor<-Buy eye shadow palette][$Money to $Money - 20, $EyeShadow1 to 1]]\ <<elseif $EyeShadow1 is 1>>You already have this palette\ <<elseif $EyeShadow1 is 0 and $Money lt 20>>You don't have enough money for the this<</if>> __Nail polish__ Light pink nail polish-10$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $LightPinkNP is 0 and $Money gt 9>>[[True Glamor<-Buy light pink nail polish][$Money to $Money - 10, $LightPinkNP to 1]]\ <<elseif $LightPinkNP is 1>>You already have a bottle of cute pink nail polish\ <<elseif $LightPinkNP is 0 and $Money lt 10>>You don't have enough money for the this<</if>> Dark pink nail polish-10$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $DarkPinkNP is 0 and $Money gt 9>>[[True Glamor<-Buy dark pink nail polish][$Money to $Money - 10, $DarkPinkNP to 1]]\ <<elseif $DarkPinkNP is 1>>You already have a bottle of cute pink nail polish\ <<elseif $DarkPinkNP is 0 and $Money lt 10>>You don't have enough money for the this<</if>> Red nail polish-10$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $RedNP is 0 and $Money gt 9>>[[True Glamor<-Buy red nail polish][$Money to $Money - 10, $RedNP to 1]]\ <<elseif $RedNP is 1>>You already have a bottle of slutty red nail polish\ <<elseif $ReNP is 0 and $Money lt 10>>You don't have enough money for the this<</if>> Purple nail polish-10$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $PurpleNP is 0 and $Money gt 9>>[[True Glamor<-Buy purple nail polish][$Money to $Money - 10, $PurpleNP to 1]]\ <<elseif $PurpleNP is 1>>You already have a bottle of this gothic nail polish\ <<elseif $PurpleNP is 0 and $Money lt 10>>You don't have enough money for the this<</if>> Light blue nail polish-10$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $LightBlueNP is 0 and $Money gt 9>>[[True Glamor<-Buy light blue nail polish][$Money to $Money - 10, $LightBlueNP to 1]]\ <<elseif $LightBlueNP is 1>>You already have a bottle of this bright nail polish\ <<elseif $LightBlueNP is 0 and $Money lt 10>>You don't have enough money for the this<</if>> Dark blue nail polish-10$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $DarkBlueNP is 0 and $Money gt 9>>[[True Glamor<-Buy dark blue nail polish][$Money to $Money - 10, $DarkBlueNP to 1]]\ <<elseif $DarkBlueNP is 1>>You already have a bottle of this navy number\ <<elseif $DarkBlueNP is 0 and $Money lt 10>>You don't have enough money for the this<</if>> Dark green nail polish-10$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $DarkGreenNP is 0 and $Money gt 9>>[[True Glamor<-Buy dark green nail polish][$Money to $Money - 10, $DarkGreenNP to 1]]\ <<elseif $DarkGreenNP is 1>>You already have a bottle of this classy shade\ <<elseif $DarkGreenNP is 0 and $Money lt 10>>You don't have enough money for the this<</if>> Cyan nail polish-10$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $CyanNP is 0 and $Money gt 9>>[[True Glamor<-Buy cyan nail polish][$Money to $Money - 10, $CyanNP to 1]]\ <<elseif $CyanNP is 1>>You already have a bottle of this cool bottle of nail polish\ <<elseif $CyanNP is 0 and $Money lt 10>>You don't have enough money for the this<</if>> Gray nail polish-10$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $GrayNP is 0 and $Money gt 9>>[[True Glamor<-Buy gray nail polish][$Money to $Money - 10, $GrayNP to 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayNP is 1>>You already have a bottle of this simple shade\ <<elseif $GrayNP is 0 and $Money lt 10>>You don't have enough money for the this<</if>> Black nail polish-10$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $BlackNP is 0 and $Money gt 9>>[[True Glamor<-Buy black nail polish][$Money to $Money - 10, $BlackNP to 1]]\ <<elseif $BlackNP is 1>>You already have a bottle of this staple of fashion\ <<elseif $BlackNP is 0 and $Money lt 10>>You don't have enough money for the this<</if>> Nude nail polish-10$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $NudeNP is 0 and $Money gt 9>>[[True Glamor<-Buy nude nail polish][$Money to $Money - 10, $NudeNP to 1]]\ <<elseif $NudeNP is 1>>You already have a bottle of this subtle shade\ <<elseif $NudeNP is 0 and $Money lt 10>>You don't have enough money for the this<</if>> Nail polish remover-10$ <<if $Fem lt 27>>You're not confident enough to buy this\ <<elseif $NailPolishRemover is 0 and $Money gt 9>>[[True Glamor<-Buy nail polish remover][$Money to $Money - 10, $NailPolishRemover to 1]]\ <<elseif $NailPolishRemover is 1>>You already have a bottle of nail polish remover\ <<elseif $NailPolishRemover is 0 and $Money lt 10>>You don't have enough money for the this<</if>>

<<set $WeekChores to $WeekChores + 1, $C2 to 3>>\ <<set $Money to $Money + 10>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/nchrWc6q/Groceries.jpg]] <<if $Home is 0 and $Day lt 15>>You head to the local supermarket to restock the depleted kitchen. Wandering around the giant shop, you get lost multiple times. Not only are you not used to getting the groceries, you are also not used to this supermarket. After a walk around the many aisles, you head to the checkout.\ <<elseif $Home is 0>>You head to the local supermarket to restock the depleted kitchen. You're used to the layout of the store by now, and manage to do your shop much more efficiently. After filling your basket, you head to the checkout.\ <<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>><<set $H to $H + 2>>You head to the local supermarket to restock the depleted kitchen. Miss $Gray ‘s demands for groceries are much more specific than what $Hannah usually asks for. She would normally settle for anything close to what she asked for. But your teacher is very particular in her requests. Diet this, extra low fat that. And don’t even think of getting the same item from a different company from the one that is listed. She would chew you apart like the dragon fruit bubble gum she asked for. In the end, you have to go out to a bunch of different shops to find the particular products, which ends up taking much longer than you’re used to.\ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>You head to the local supermarket to restock the depleted kitchen. $Ash ‘s requests aren’t too different from what you’re used to getting, though you swear you never see her eating anything of the things she asks for, so maybe she just wants to keep you busy. There are some specific things that she won’t accept alternatives for, however. Her insistence on soy milk is an interesting one. She constantly reminds you to get women’s shampoo for both of you, since she would throw anything masculine scented out. Finally, she even makes you buy period products for her, which makes you somewhat uncomfortable. $Hannah must have had too much humility to ask you to do that.<</if>><<if $ChoresPunish gt 2>> The cuffs wrapped around your ankles similarly make you spend much more time doing your tedious chore. While wearing such a humiliating item does add to your blushing cheeks, it’s not a whole lot on top of the tiny maid outfit you’re forced to wear, though the tiny strides the chain forces you to make ensure you have to suffer some certain people’s judging gaze much longer.<</if>> <<if $CanvasBags is 0 and $Home is 0 or $CanvasBags is 0 and $Home is 1 or $CanvasBags is 0 and $Home is 2>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>Using the money that $Hannah and Miss $Gray left for you, you pay and head back home, your hands full of paper bags that painfully dig into your palms.\ <<elseif $CanvasBags is 1 and $Home is 0 or $CanvasBags is 1 and $Home is 1 or $CanvasBags is 1 and $Home is 2>>Using the money that $Hannah left for you, you pay and head back home. Fortunately, the bags that you are using are quite comfortable, and promise not to rip.\ <<elseif $CanvasBags is 0 and $Home is 3 or $CanvasBags is 0 and $Home is 4>>Using the money that $Ash left for you, you pay and head back home, your hands full of paper bags that painfully dig into your palms.\ <<elseif $CanvasBags is 1 and $Home is 3 or $CanvasBags is 1 and $Home is 4>>Using the money that $Ash left for you, you pay and head back home. Fortunately, the bags that you are using are quite comfortable, and promise not to rip.<</if>> <<if $ChoresPunish gt 2>>[[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 4]]<<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>[[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3]]<<else>>[[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 2]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 12>>\ It’s lunchtime, and you are left standing outside your last classroom. You watch other students chaotically leave their classroom, heading to what you believe is the main cafeteria, and some heading to a large outside area. The corridor you are left in quickly drains of life. Yet to make any friends, you are unsure what to do. You see a group of 3 girls around their lockers talking. From what you can hear, they seem quite cool, talking about music that you also like, and making some actually funny jokes. It might be worth approaching them, but the moment they see you, they start giggling, and leave in another direction. Dejected after that rejection, you notice a door labeled “changing room”. If no one's willing to even talk to you, you decide to check out the locker room, especially since on the first day, at lunch, it’ll be empty. [[School 1 Locker room<-Check out the locker room]]

<<set $AskForScrewdriver to 1>>\ You enter the changing room, and are glad to see that it is entirely empty. Not only is it empty, it is incredibly clean. Judging by the scent, it must have had a very deep clean over the summer. The walls are lined with wooden benches, and there’s a shower area on the other side of the room. There’s also a large closed door. Opening the door, it reveals itself to be a storage closet, filled with work out equipment, gym clothes and other sports gear. //Wait a minute, this room doesn't look like it has been cleaned. Surely that means it isn't used// A plan suddenly forms in your head. If you could sneak into the closet when girls are changing, you would have a great view. You try to align yourself with the keyhole, though annoyingly, you are not able to see through to the other side. However, you figure with a pointed item, maybe like a screwdriver, you could easily make a hole in the door to see through. You also figure that you could probably plant a small camera under one of the benches to get a hot video of the girls changing. You could also cover the camera partially with clothes from the closet to make it less obvious. This bold plan instantly causes you to gain an erection. Whichever path you decide to choose, if at all, you will have to wait until there’s a sports club after school so that you have time to sneak in. You look to one of the walls to see a message board filled with flyers promoting both the school's own and local sports activities. You see a timetable and learn that there is only one after school activity taking place this week: ballet, on Friday. With you going to Morton on Monday, this is your only chance. You then head out, inspired by your debauched plan. [[School 1f Lesson<-Go to your next lesson]]

<<set $H to 14>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Jz0hBntZ/Science.jpg]] Your next lesson is science. Your are pleasanly surprised to meet your teacher, Mr Hawt. It is nice to see that you're not the only male in the building, even if you are the only one enrolled as a student. He is a nice, youthful man, and you wouldn't be surprised if the girls in the class had a crush on him. You soon stop paying attention, and before you know it, the day is over. [[School 1g<-Finish the day]]

<<set $H to 16>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] You walk out the school, having completed your 1st day of 5 at Farrix. [[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] <<if $Stress gt 9>>You feel too stressed to not go straight home<</if>>\ <<if $Stress lt 10>>[[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>>

[[Room<-Return]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/xjHSgrxn/Computer.jpg]] <<if $ChoresPunish gt 3>>==Watch anime== Watch cleaning videos :<<else>>Watch anime:<</if>> <<if $ChoresPunish gt 3 and $H lt 23>>[[Cleaning videos<-1 hour][$Stress to $Stress - 1, $H to $H + 1]]<<elseif $H lt 23>>[[Anime<-1 hour][$Stress to $Stress - 1, $H to $H + 1]]<<else>>It's too late to do that<</if>> - <<if $ChoresPunish gt 3 and $H lt 22>>[[Cleaning videos<-2 hour][$Stress to $Stress - 1, $H to $H + 1]]<<elseif $H lt 22>>[[Anime<-2 hours][$Stress to $Stress - 2, $H to $H + 2]]<<else>>It's too late for that<</if>> - <<if $ChoresPunish gt 3 and $H lt 21>>[[Cleaning videos<-1 hour][$Stress to $Stress - 1, $H to $H + 1]]<<elseif $H lt 21>>[[Anime<-3 hours][$Stress to $Stress - 3, $H to $H + 3]]<<else>>It's too late to do that<</if>> <<if $GameStation is 0>>??????<<else>>Game station : [[Game station<-1 hour][$Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to $Horny - 1, $H to $H + 1]] - [[Game station<-2 hour][$Stress to $Stress - 2, $Horny to $Horny - 2, $H to $H + 2]] - [[Game station<-3 hour][$Stress to $Stress - 3, $Horny to $Horny - 3, $H to $H + 3]]<</if>> <<if $H gt 22>>It's too late for that<<elseif $ChoresPunish gt 1>>[[Porn No<-Watch porn]]<<else>>[[Porn<-Watch porn]]<</if>> [[Edit names]] <<if $LookUpSissy is 1>>\ \ [[Look up sissy<-Research "sissies"]]<</if>> <<if $Fem gt 31 and $Voice lt 21 and $VoiceTrained is 0>>\ \ [[Voice<-Practice voice]]<</if>>\ <<if $Fem gt 32 and $Code is 0 and $Fem lt 41>> [[Dial<-Crack the chastity code]]<</if>>\ __Stats__ Times came: $TimesCum Times edged: $TimesEdged <<if $SpatOn gt 0>>Times spat on: $SpatOn <<else>>???<</if>> <<if $TimesSpanked gt 0>>Times spanked: $TimesSpanked <<else>>???<</if>> __Skills__ <<if $Cooking gt 0>>Cooking: $Cooking <<else>>???<</if>> <<if $Weeb gt 0>>Weeb: $Weeb <<else>>???<</if>> <<if $Shaving gt 0>>Shaving: $Shaving <<else>>???<</if>> <<if $Fem gt 32>>Feminine voice: $Voice <<else>>???<</if>> <<if $HeelsS gt 1>>Walking in heels: $HeelsS <<else>>???<</if>> <<if $FootFetish gt 0>>Foot fetish: $FootFetish <<else>>???<</if>> <<if $HandS gt 0>>Hand job: $HandS <<else>>???<</if>> <<if $SuckS gt 0>>Dick sucking: $SuckS <<else>>???<</if>> <<if $CumS gt 0>>Cum lover: $CumS <<else>>???<</if>> <<if $AnalS gt 0>>Anal whore: $AnalS <<else>>???<</if>> <<if $PissS gt 0>>Piss slut: $PissS <<else>>???<</if>>

You are about to head to your next lesson when you hear a voice shout your name. "Hey, $name !" //That's certainly not Miss $Gray's voice// You turn around to see the girl who sits next to you, running towards you. "Wait up." She says as she approaches you. "Do you want to do something at lunch?" //Wait, what?// "Yeah, sure." "Awesome. I'll meet you outside Miss $Gray 's classroom at 12." "Cool, I'll see you then!" Your eagerness is almost detectable on your breath. You two then head in opposite directions, but not before she adds "oh, by the way, my name's Ashleigh." "Oh right. My name's..." "Yeah, I know, remember?" She laughs at your blunder, not in a mocking way, but more in a friendly way. After Miss $Gray ‘s introduction yesterday, she made sure everyone in the class knew your name. //Wait, have I just made a friend?// [[2c<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 12>>\ Your next lesson finishes, and you head to room 68, eager to talk with your new friend. Leaning against the wall, you see Ashleigh patiently waiting. "Hey, Ashleigh! So, where did you want to go eat?" "Actually, since we're outside room 68, I figured we could just ask Miss $Gray if we could eat with her." Your eyes grow wide at the proposition. She suddenly bursts out laughing "You should see your face." You join in her laughter, feeling a great amount of relief. "Actually, I'm not really sure of anywhere that good. There's the cafeteria, but that's too busy for me. Do you know anywhere good?" You know that outside is quite nice, but you also know that the changing room you found yesterday will be quiet and empty. [[2d Outside<-Suggest going outside]] [[2d Locker<-Suggest the locker room]]

"At this time of year, I imagine outside would be quite." The two of you then head outside, and find a quite, secluded spot away from the ears of the rest of the student body. You two sit facing one another, cross-legged. With the shortness of her skirt, you can almost get a good view between her legs. [[2e<-Continue]]

"Wait, how would you know if it's empty? Have you been in there?" You suddenly start blushing, realizing that you may have said too much. She starts smiling. "I'm just kidding. I could imagine being the only boy in a girl's school could make you want to hide. Come on, take me there." You're thankful that she understands, and you head to the changing room. The corridor is empty, and you two head inside and sit next to each other on one of the benches. [[2e<-Continue]]

"So what's it like being the only boy at Farrix?" "It's not been that bad, so far, actually. Miss $Gray seems to have it out for me, but other than that, it's quite nice. Much better than Morton." "I can imagine. My boyfri...well, my ex-boyfriend was showing me pictures of that place. It looks like it would fall apart. So why is it you're only here for a week?" "Apparently I'm only here because of a "technical error". So once that's fixed I should be going to Morton." "That's so strange. How does something like that even happen?" "I don't know." "Well, whatever the case, I'm glad you're here, even if it is for a week. You would have to pay my ex to come to Farrix." She seems to be quite annoyed at her ex. Curious, you try to find out what happened between them. "So how come you broke up?" "Well we were starting to get...physical, but...well, let's just say he had a very fragile sense of masculinity." "Oh." Sensing she doesn't want to say much more, you decide not to press the issue. "So how about you? Do you think you're quite masculine?" [[2 Masc<-Reply that you have a strong masculine side]] [[2 Fem<-Confide that you are actually quite feminine][$Day2Fem to 1]]

<<set $AshR to 0>>\ "Oh." You can't help but feel a slight sense of disappointment in her tone. "Anyway, are you expected to do sports while you're here?" "No, there was a note on my timetable that explained I would be exempt from that for this week." "Is that disappointment I can hear? Sad you don't get to see the girls changing?" You suddenly start blushing, and she starts to giggle again. //This girl is really forward// By the time you met up and started talking, a lot of time has passed, so you are sad to hear the bell ring, encouraging you to go to your next class. "Damn, that's a shame. Want to hang out tomorrow?" You ask, hopeful that your new friend enjoys your company. "Maybe. Wait for me outside room 68 and I might be there." You two head to your next lesson, saying goodbye with a smile. [[2f Ash Name<-Continue]]

<<set $AshR to 1>> She smiles with a very cute grin. "That's so cool. I find it so sexy when a man isn't afraid to be feminine." She rests on this for a minute, before continuing. "Anyway, are you expected to do sports while you're here?" "No, there was a note on my timetable that explained I would be exempt from that for this week." "Is that disappointment I can hear? Sad you don't get to see the girls changing?" You suddenly start blushing, and she starts to giggle again. //This girl is really forward.// By the time you met up and started talking, a lot of time has passed, so you are sad to hear the bell start to ring, encouraging you to go to your next class. "Damn, that's a shame. Want to hang out tomorrow?" You ask, hopeful that your new friend enjoys your company. "For sure! Wait for me outside room 68 and I’ll be there." You two head to your next lesson, saying goodbye with a smile. [[2f Ash Name<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 14>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Bv1QMVTv/Maths.jpg]] You meet your maths teacher, Mr Vils, and it is again pleasant to be around someone with masculine energy. He's older than your science teacher, and a little more rugged because of it. You soon stop paying attention, and before you know it, the day is over. [[2h<-Finish school]]

<<set $H to 16>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] You walk out the school, having completed your 2nd day of 5 at Farrix. [[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] <<if $Stress gt 9>>You feel too stressed to not go straight home<</if>>\ <<if $Stress lt 10>>[[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>>

<<if $Stress lt 0>><<set $Stress to 0>><</if>>\ <<set $Weeb to $Weeb + 1>>\ <<set setup.NailChore1 to ['The one you decide on has a beautiful dichotomy of battling intelects playing 4d chess, only to form a beautiful friendship. Meanwhile there’s a stunning woman who would do anything for her man, all for seemingly little reason.That gives you a diabolical idea. Maybe you could fake having such a supernatural book in order to get a girlfriend who would do anything for you. You don’t get much more into that train of thought when you’re distracted by the plot developing in the most intriguing of ways.', 'The one you decide is a curious creation. While the teacher’s reasons for deciding his role are not the best, he ends up being a lot more lovable than, say, Miss $Gray , although not quite attractive. And now that that comparison is in your head, you’re sure you’ll be having nightmares of Miss $Gray having seemingly infinite intellect and physical capabilities.', 'The anime you decided to watch is a plot that could only happen in fiction. After being caught peeping on the girls, 5 students are put in prison and are put to work doing the bidding of their sadistic teachers, all while being punished with crops, cruel words and threats of castration. You don’t know why the teachers thought it’d be a good idea to wear skirts as short as they are, but you’re glad they did.', 'As far as dark animes go, today’s selection is up there. Naturally, you can’t help but put yourself in the protagonist’s shoes. If you had to win a challenge against someone where the loser became the other’s slave, what challenge would you pick? Debauched ideas instantly come to mind, after all, you’ve spent the majority of your free time as an adult masturbating. Perhaps a challenge of “most times came in 24 hours” or “Most cum produced in 6 hours”. Hell, even a “quickest to cum challenge” is one you’re sure you’d win. Then, of course, you would get to decide what your servant would be doing for you...', 'You’re about to start watching a generic anime, when you’re railroaded by a curious interaction in the comments section. In it, two weebs are debating what type of leg wear they like to see characters. “No, you absolute idiot, if she’s wearing a skirt, the only acceptable type of leg wear are thigh high socks. Do you even know about Zettai ryōiki? I bet you don’t, idiot. It’s all about that 4-1-2.5 ratio. If you don’t understand it, I don’t even know why you’d consider yourself an anime fan.”...“I understand your point. I too enjoy a grade A rating, but I think you’re neglecting the beauty of below the knee socks. That way you get a great view of the skirt, the legs, and the socks, and at a much more even ratio. It’s the rule of thirds.”...“Of course you’d defend knee high wastes of time, degenerate. Next, you’ll probably tell me you like pantyhose over thigh high socks.”...“I think pantyhose can be great in anime, especially if they have shading unique to them, rather than just having them opaque, as if they were just socks. Ultimately, I think a solid mix of different styles is the best option in anime. That way, no type is being over-saturated, and there’s something for everyone.”...“You can’t even get a proper pantyshot in pantyhose, idiot!”...You log off, eager to not read anymore of their sad words.', '“Why does every anime feel the need to add in a crossdressing episode? They’re so overdone.”...“I think they’re a fun way to add some humor, and show other sides to characters that we wouldn’t otherwise get to see. And while they might be common, I think writers should be instead urged to find ways to make those scenes more unique, like by having other character archetypes be the ones to wear women’s clothes.”...“But they’re so unrealistic. You can’t just put a dress on a guy and expect him to pass as a woman. There’s so much more to consider, like leg hair, facial hair, even arm hair! And that is not even mentioning the voices either! Do you know how hard it can be to get women’s shoes to fit a guy?”']>>\ With some time to kill, you decide to watch some anime. <<print setup.NailChore1.random()>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/KvDhSPhW/Anime.png]] [[Room<-Continue]]

[[Computer<-Return]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/L6zcDg95/Porn-screen-2.png]] [[Vanilla porn]] <<if $BalletPorn is 1>>[[Ballet porn<-Ballet pictures]]<<else>>??????<<button Info>><<script>>UI.alert("Unlocked by being a photographic pervert.");<</script>><</button>><</if>> <<if $JenLevel gt 4>>[[SPH<-Small penis humiliation]]<<else>>??????<<button Info>><<script>>UI.alert("Unlocked after failing a character's requests several times.");<</script>><</button>><</if>> \ <<if $LookUpSissy is 2>>[[Sissy porn<-Sissy hypnosis]]<<else>>??????<</if>> \ <<if $TimesEdged gt 9>>[[Ruin porn<-Ruin instructions]]<<else>>??????<<button Info>><<script>>UI.alert("Unlocked after edging a certain amount of times.");<</script>><</button>><</if>> <<if $BlackmailVibrator is 1>>[[Vibrate cage<-Vibrate your cage]]<<else>>??????<<button Info>><<script>>UI.alert("Unlocked by a rewarded modification.");<</script>><</button>><</if>>

Ashleigh's name: <<textbox "$Ash" "Ashleigh">> [[2g Lesson<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 12>>\ At lunch, you head to room 68 with an extra spring in your step. To your surprise, $Ash is already there, and you two give each other a wave. "Hey, so I heard about this room that I think will be empty. Let me take you there!" She then grabs you by the hand, escorts you down a few corridors and a flight of stairs before arriving at the promised area. Opening the door, as $Ash advertised, the room is empty of people. You assume it is used more for storage purposes, as tables and chairs are stacked neatly on top of each other. There is a small alcove created by a few dusty bookshelves. The two of you head to the private space and sit down next to each other. "So how did you find out about this place?" You ask. "Oh, I just sort of stumbled across it, you know how it is. Anyway, how has your day been?" "Good. Miss $Gray seems to be off my back, though I'm not sure why." "I dare you to ask her." "No thanks. I'll take a truth anyday over that." Hearing this, $Ash smiles. "Oh really?" She then stands up in front of you and turns around, before swiveling her head to look at you. "How do I look in this outfit?" She asks while posing. From your angle, her long legs seem to go on forever. You’re getting an amazing view up her skirt, though you can’t quite make out any panties. Her pantyhose, though sheer, make it hard to see them. Her thighs, combined with her sultry pose, almost make precum start leaking out of your penis. //If only her skirt was just a little shorter...// "You look great. The outfit really brings out the color in your eyes." "Oh really? And remind me, what color are my eyes?" "Oh they're, ermm..." She starts laughing at you, before picking up a bottle of water out of her bag and sitting down next to you, closer than you were before. //Could she make it any more obvious that she's into me?// She slowly takes a sip of water, drawing your eyes to her lips. Her private display has given you a lot of excitement, and your penis betrays you, growing by the second. It doesn't take long for her to notice. You can't believe your eyes when $Ash reaches over to your fly and unzips it, leaving only one layer between her hand and your penis. With her hand still holding her water bottle, she slowly moves her face closer to yours. You close your eyes anticipating your first kiss. Just as it feels like your lips will meet, the door to the room slams open. In the commotion, $Ash spills her water bottle, it landing in her bag and pouring the rest of the liquid into it, soaking whatever is inside. Fortunately, the intruder is not able to see you from this position. You and $Ash remain silent as you listen. "No, seriously, I've never done it before." "Are you really that surprised?" "Hey! Not that many." "Yes, I'm looking forward to it, though not as much as you are, I bet." "Anyway, look, I have to go. Lessons restart soon. Bye!" The intruder then walks out, leaving you and $Ash alone once again. $Ash whispers to you "I'm going to check it out." "Are you sure?" "Well you can go if you want." [[School 3 Look in bag?<-Stay behind]] [[School 3cab<-Check it out yourself]]

You let $Ash go to check it out while your heartbeat calms. Whilst you wait for her to return, you observe your surroundings. $Ash 's bag looks soaked. Stopping for a moment, a pervy part inside you considers if you should look inside. It certainly wouldn't be the most chivalrous thing to do. <<if $StoleLipstick is 1 or $StoleMoney is 1>> Not that that stopped you stealing from Miss $Gray .<</if>> [[School 3 No Look<-Don't look inside]] [[School 3 Bag<-Look inside]]

<<set $SawWalkAway to 1>> You leave the quiet alcove that you hide in to check out the doorway. In the hallway void of life, there’s only one person. She’s walking away, unable to see you looking at her. Her cocky strut continues around the corner, until you can no longer see her. While you didn’t see a face, you might be able to recognise her voice in the future. When you return to the room, $Ash is zipping up her bag, presumably nursing whatever the water spillage damaged. "I think we're clear. Now, where were we?" You presumptuously ask, hoping to return to what almost was. "Sorry $name , that took me out of it and I think I should head to my next lesson. But maybe we can hang out at lunch tomorrow again." //Damn// Once again, you bid farewell to each other. Hopefully tomorrow you’ll finally have some sexual luck. [[School 3d Lesson<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 14>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/MKdTTRZz/English.jpg]] You head to your next lesson, where you meet your literature teacher, Miss Bullthrough. She certainly isn't as good looking as Miss $Gray, but her body makes up for that. Even though she is dressed more casually than a lot of the female teachers you've seen, she teaches in a very strict fashion. She isn't afraid to shout, and students are often too afraid of her response to give answers. //Lucky for me, I'm not going to be here much longer// [[School 3e<-Finish school]]

You decide you are above looking in $Ash 's bag, and leave it alone. And it’s a good job that you did, because she quickly returns. Seeing you leering into her things might make her change her mind about you. "It's clear." She retrieves her bag, sighing a little at seeing its state. "Well lessons are about to begin, so we should probably get moving. Same time tomorrow?" You agree, and walk with each other until you have to go separate ways, at which point you say goodbye. [[School 3d Lesson<-Continue]]

<<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>\ Curiosity may have killed the cat, but it also may help you spank the monkey later. You open the folds of $Ash's bag, leering inside. You see wet books, pencil cases and other school junk. What surprises you, however, is a pair of dainty, pink panties. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Zn642XJB/Pink_panties_event.png]] You hold them up for a second. Any thoughts you may have had about sniffing them stop when you realize how wet they are. //Is it normal for girls to carry around a spare pair of panties?// //Oh! I get it. It must be her time of the month.// Though they’re wet, you can't help but be mesmerized by holding something not only so feminine, but something that has been so intimate to $Ash in the past. For hours on end, these panties have been pressed against her vagina, and been leaked onto whenever she was horny. Such degenerate thoughts inspire more debauchery in you - you could steal them. You're only here until Friday, so even if she did notice they’re gone, she won't have long to be mad at you. [[School 3 No steal<-Put the panties back]] [[School 3 Steal panties<-Steal the panties]]

<<set $SawWetPanties to 1>>\ You decide you're above panty thievery, putting the underwear back to where you found them and then trying to make the bag look like you didn't touch it. Seconds later, $Ash walks in. "It's clear." She retrieves her bag, sighing a little at seeing its state, but she doesn’t ask if you looked inside it. "Well lessons are about to begin, so we should probably get moving. Same time tomorrow?" You agree, and walk with each other until you have to go separate ways, at which point you say goodbye. Despite the hot action, one thing stands out to you. //Wait, if she has them for her period, why didn't she have any period products in her bag?// [[School 3d Lesson<-Head to your next lesson]]

<<set $Panties1 to 1>>\ <<set $WornPanties to 0>>\ <<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>\ Hastily, you put the panties in your pocket. Though they are uncomfortably wet, you suffer through it in order to have them. You'd just about melt from embarrassment if someone saw you right now. <<if $StoleLipstick is 1>> //First Miss $Gray 's lipstick, now $Ash 's panties. What is wrong with me?//<</if>> You try to make the bag look like you didn't touch it, and seconds later $Ash returns. "It's clear." You can practically feel your cheeks burning. She goes to retrieve her bag. //Please don't notice// It’s impossible to tell if she's looking inside it or not. //Please don't notice// A few seconds pass, and she zips her bag, turning around with a wide smile on her face. "Well lessons are about to begin, so we should probably get moving. Same time tomorrow?" You agree, and walk with each other until you have to go separate ways, at which point, she closes in and kisses you on your cheek, leaving you in a dreamy state. Within a day of meeting this woman, she’s given you the most action you’ve ever seen, and now you have her panties. [[School 3d Lesson<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 16>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] You walk out the school, having completed your 3rd day of 5 at Farrix. [[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] <<if $Stress gt 9>>You feel too stressed to not go straight home<</if>>\ <<if $Stress lt 10>>[[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 9>>\ Since it’s the weekend, it’d be prudent to spend some time relaxing, you slothfully guess, so you don’t fret about spamming the snooze button, and instead get up about when you feel like it. And when you do finally decide to grace the kitchen with your presence, $Hannah isn’t there. Evidently, she likes her weekend lay in even more than you do. So, you make a simple breakfast for yourself, and consider what to do with the rest of the day. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/JztLSYHb/Cereal.jpg]] [[Room<-Continue]]

<<set $H to $H + 1, $AskForScrewdriver to 2>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/VkY1VCt8/Longue.jpg]] You find $Hannah resting on the sofa after a long day of work. Seeing an opportunity for some help spying on the ballet changing room, you decide to ask her for something to assist in your depraved endeavor. "Hey, do you have a screwdriver?" "What? Is this some new euphemism I don't know about?" “Haha, I hadn’t thought of that. But no, I actually need a screwdriver." "Afraid not, $name . What do you need a screwdriver for, anyway?" "Oh…there's just a loose board under my bed, nothing to worry about." "Well, I'm sure you could find one somewhere at the mall. Common Commodities would probably sell them." You thank her for her advice before saying goodbye. [[Room<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 8>><<set $M to 0>>\ You head to school for your 4th day of 5 at Farrix.<<if $PantiesA is 1>> You aren't sure why you ended up wearing $Ash's panties to school, but you can't forget that you are. You can feel the difference, with your school pants being in contact with your skin much more than what your boxers would allow. You get nervous that the girls in Farrix would be able to see your panty lines. It is a hot secret that you hope remains a secret.<</if>> You sit down in Miss $Gray 's classroom, smiling at $Ash as you prepare for the lesson. <<if $AshR is 0>>She replies with a brief smile and welcome before returning to her work.<</if>>\ <<if $AshR is 1>>She gives you a wide smile before returning to her work.<</if>>\ <<if $AshR is 2>>She gives you a wide smile and even a suggestive rub on your arm.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] The lesson goes by fine, and Miss $Gray once again gives you no issue. As you familiarly zone out once more, you can’t help but be sad that you’re on the tail end of your time at Farrix. In just a week, you will be attending the sausage fest that will become the norm for the next few years. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/BQjtPP6X/Gray-4a.jpg]] The lesson soon ends and you are about to head out, before Miss $Gray cuts you off. "$name , would you please come by room 68 later at lunch." She ends there, not giving you a hint as to what for, and her tone makes it more of a demand than a request. [[School 4b<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 12>>\ Your other lessons end, and you head to room 68 to meet Miss $Gray , nervous over what this meeting could be about. $Ash is waiting outside the classroom for you, and you promise to meet her once you’re done. Walking into the room, you grow increasingly anxious at how quiet the room is. Miss $Gray is at her desk, typing away at her keyboard. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/t4PT20Fb/Gray-4b.jpg]] "Ah, $name ,thank you for coming by." She walks over to you, her heels echoing in the empty room. She hands you a neat bundle of paper collected by a paper clip. "This is a simple document regarding your time, as a boy, at Farrix. It will be used to inform future decisions regarding the segregation of genders at the academic level. As I'm sure you agree, it is a very old fashioned idea that boys and girls should not be allowed to blend while learning. All you have to do is answer the questions on the first few pages, then sign your name." Relief instantly washes over you. With your last one-to-one session with Miss $Gray ending the way it did, this one had the potential for something terrifying. You get to work answering the questions. "How welcoming were the staff?" "Did you feel uncomfortable?" and so on. The most noteworthy thing it asks is the final question : "Do you support a boy attending a traditionally girl's school?" If you tick yes, then it would justify your short stay here, and maybe it could even lead to change in the future - this city could eventually switch to mixed gender schooling, just like Miss $Gray mentioned. [[School 4d Sign<-Support a boy being in a girl's school, and sign your name]] [[School 4c<-Refuse to support a boy being in a girl's school]]

You tick the 2nd box , confirming that you don't support a boy being at Farrix. It feels slightly hypocritical, considering how many girls you’ve been checking out constantly since your first day, but you return the document to Miss $Gray regardless. “Oh, so you don’t think men and women should mingle in education?” You shake your head. “Well, that is a surprise. I had thought you would be a proponent for such change. Oh well.” As you go to leave, eager to meet $Ash for lunch, Miss $Gray summons you back. “Since you said you don’t think boys such as yourself should be allowed at a girls’ school, you will need to remain here for lunch. Afterall, if you don’t think men can be trusted around women, then why should I trust you around them? It’ll be much safer for everyone if you remain here at lunch.” //What? She can't do this!// If you don't sign the document, you won't be able to talk with $Ash at lunch, and after tomorrow, you might not get another chance to see her. [[School 4d Sign<-Relent and change your answer]] [[School 4 Refuse<-Refuse to change your answer]]

<<set $SignContract to 1>>\ You tick in agreement that you support a boy being in a girl's school, and sign your name at the bottom of the page. After handing the document back to Miss $Gray, she smiles at seeing you briskly completed it, and that you answered how she expected you to. She wishes you a pleasant rest of the day, allowing you to go about the rest of your lunch as you wish. [[School 4 Sign Ash<-Continue]]

<<set $GrayR to $GrayR - 1>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/nLpH2XHK/Gray-4c.jpg]] Miss $Gray looks annoyed at your steadfast resolve. "That is a shame, but you will have to remain here until your next lesson." You’re pained to think of $Ash waiting for you outside, and can't help but feel like you've somehow let her down. Your second brain, in the form of your dick, is similarly lamenting your decision. The rest of the lunch period passes. While it is a shame the rest of your time at Farrix will not be as pleasant as it could have been, you are comforted by the fact that you stood by what you believed in. "Well, you may now go to your next lesson $name ." Miss $Gray doesn't even look away from her computer as she's talking. It seems you've really annoyed her this time. [[School 4e Lesson<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 14>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/sgLgPrZ8/Psychology.jpg]] Your next lesson is with Miss Green, who teaches psychology, both at Farrix, and based on her enthused demeanor, also as a hobby, and maybe in her dreams too. That’s not to say she’s pretentious about it, but she occasionally seems like she might pass out from talking too much, and her absent mindedness is proved when she doesn’t even notice raised hands. Whatever the case, you’re at least glad to have a teacher that’s passionate about their field. [[School 4f<-Finish the day]]

You head out of room 68 and meet $Ash . "What was that about?" Together, you begin walking to the outside section of school. "Oh, just some stupid document about my time at Farrix." "Ah, sounds pretty boring. It's such a shame that you only have one more day here." "Yeah, It's going to suck being in an all boys school." "Well" $Ash begins "maybe there's a way you could stay, if you really wanted to." Her proposition immediately grabs your interest. "Really? How?" "Well, you can't go to an all boys school if you're a girl." Confused, you ask her to elaborate. "Well, gender is such a complex thing. Maybe if you appealed to the people in charge of Farrix and said you felt more comfortable around girls, they might let you stay. After all, you’ve been here a week without incident. Maybe you could even say you felt more like a girl? I could help you be really convincing, maybe you could borrow one of my skirts…" When she said she had an idea, you thought she was talking about something easier than that. "Are you serious?" "Well you're the one who said you wanted to stay here." "I do, but I don’t think I could ever do that." She apologizes for her suggestion after seeing how unreceptive you are. <<if $AshR is 0>>The conversation is hard to save, and is largely filled with silence. The bell rings, and you two head to your next lesson, saying an awkward goodbye.\ <<elseif $AshR is 1>>The conversation flows to other topics, and you soon forget about her suggestion. When the alarm rings, you say goodbye to each other.\ <<elseif $AshR is 2>>The conversation flows to other topics, and you soon forget about her suggestion. Your hands briefly touch for a moment, but neither of you withdraw. When the alarm rings, you say goodbye to each other.<</if>> [[School 4e Lesson<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 16>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] You walk out the school, having completed your 4th day of 5 at Farrix. //If I still want peek on the girls tomorrow, today is my last chance to be prepared// [[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] <<if $Stress gt 9>>You feel too stressed to not go straight home<</if>>\ <<if $Stress lt 10>>[[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<set $Horny to $Horny + 2>>\ <<if $Horny gt 9>><<set $Horny to 10>><</if>>\ At lunch, you head to room 68 with an extra spring in your step. $Ash isn't there yet, so you wait a few minutes until she does arrive. "Hey, $name , I was thinking we could check out the cafeteria today." "Oh, I thought you said that it would be too loud for you." "Well I changed my mind. Come on, you only have a couple more days at Farrix." You two follow the many girls that are heading to the cafeteria. You try your best not to draw attention to yourself, hoping that you can avoid the glare of the entire student body. The giant room is sprawling with tables, and the people to fill them. "So how has your day been?" "Good. Miss $Gray seems to be off my back, though I'm not sure why." "I dare you to ask her." "No thanks. I'll take a truth anyday over that." Hearing this, $Ash smiles. "Oh really?" Beneath the table, you can feel a hand over the top of your penis, instantly drawing your attention away from being noticed by the girls in the room. $Ash grins at you, fully aware of her affect on you. Her hand starts moving, and you’re soon pitching a tent. "So you wanted a truth?" She says, as your mind grows less concerned with your surroundings, and more concerned with cumming soon. "What would you do to orgasm?" "What?" You whisper. Her hand moving faster, she repeats "What would you do to cum?" "Anything." "Really?" Your mind seems to stop working as you grow closer and closer to the edge. Suddenly, her hand doesn’t want to continue any further. "Why did you stop?" "You said you would do anything, including waiting." She can't help but smile at you as you realize how cruel her little trick was. You try to say that she is just a tease, but you are too fond of her to argue. //This girl has a dark sense of humour// Before you know it, the lunch period is over, and $Ash gets up to go to your next lesson. Surprisingly, she leans over to your cheek, and gives you a kiss, and you are left teased once more. You go to your next lesson, teetering on the sexual edge. [[School 3d Lesson<-Continue]]

<<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>\ <<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Zn642XJB/Pink-panties-event.png]] You take out $Ash 's panties, which are now dry. For some reason that you can't explain, you decide to wear $Ash 's stolen panties. You pull them up your legs, and then to your waist. They fit perfectly, as if they were made for you. Your penis is pressed against your skin, much closer than what your normal underwear causes. Somehow, they make you feel totally different about yourself. It’s likely caused by thoughts that you’re being wrong by wearing the pretty panties, but the indescribable feeling doesn’t feel negative. In fact, the only bad feeling you experience is guilt from actually enjoying it. Looking at them on yourself, you can't help but be aroused. You decide to keep them on for now, realizing that you can always take them off if you want to. [[Room<-Return]]

<<set $H to 8>><<set $M to 0>>\ You head to school for your final day at Farrix.<<if $PantiesA is 1>> You aren't sure why you ended up wearing $Ash's panties to school, but you can't forget that you are. You can feel the difference, with your school pants being in contact with your skin much more than what your boxers would allow. You get nervous that the girls in Farrix will be able to see your panty lines. It is a hot secret that you hope remains a secret.<</if>> You sit down in Miss $Gray 's classroom, smiling at $Ash as you prepare for the lesson. <<if $AshR is 0>>She replies with a brief smile and welcome before returning to her work.\ <<elseif $AshR is 1>>She gives you a wide smile before returning to her work.\ <<elseif $AshR is 2>>She gives you a wide smile and even an affectionate rub on your elbow.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] With it being your final day, you enjoy your final chance to see the sexy women in Farrix, and hardly pay attention to Miss $Gray 's lesson. <<if $SignContract is 0>>Miss $Gray reminds you that you will have to come to her at lunch today, much to the silent disappointment of you and $Ash.\ <<elseif $SignContract is 1>>Miss $Gray approaches you "$name , I know this is your final day, but you need to come by my room at 5 today." "But we finish at 4." "I'm very much aware of that . I don't care what you do in your spare time, but I want you in this classroom at 5." //Great//<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/zvR5Tpv9/Gray-5a.jpg]] The lesson ends, and you head to your next one. [[School 5b<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 12>>\ The lessons in the rest of your day are spent much as the first one was: ogling women as much as you could while getting away with it, though you were willing to compromise on that a little bit. Inevitably, the lessons sadly end, with each bell hurting more than the last, until it’s 12, and lunchtime. <<if $SignContract is 0>>[[School 5cb<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $SignContract is 1>>[[School 5ca Sign<-Continue]]<</if>>\

You walk into room 68, ready for your final lunch at Farrix. The atmosphere is as uncomfortable as it was yesterday. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/76RwCjH3/Gray-5b.jpg]] Taking a seat, you dream the time away, occasionally staring at Miss $Gray 's breasts when you think you can get away with it, and when you’re not doing that, you’re trying to look out the window at the uniformed women outside. The bell thankfully rings, and you get ready to go to your next lesson, but not before Miss $Gray stops you. "$name , I understand this is your last day, but I need you to come by my classroom at 5 today." "But we finish at 4." "I'm very much aware of that. I don't care what you do in your spare time, but I want you in this classroom at 5." //Great// You walk out of the classroom and head to your next lesson. [[School 5c Lesson<-Continue]]

You wanted to spend your last day at Farrix with $Ash , but after spending the majority of the period looking for her, you only end up finding her as the bell rings. "Hey $name . I've been looking for you everywhere! It's such a shame that we'll never see each other again after today." She looks genuinely dejected, and you can't help but feel the same. "Well, we could always hang out outside of school" you suggest, but by the time you finish your sentence, a teacher comes along and forces you to go to class. You and $Ash head in opposite directions, and it leaves you feeling even sadder than before. //I can't believe how close we got in such little time// [[School 5c Lesson<-Continue]]

<<set $MakeupS to $MakeupS + 1, $WornLipstick to 1, $LipstickC to 1>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Qtw8brJk/Gray-Lipstick-Try.png]] You remove the lid and swivel the bottom of the lipstick canister to expose the sexy red color contained within. With your phone acting as a mirror, you move the lipstick up to your lips, slowly applying it on first your bottom lip, then your top. You take your time to ensure that you don't make a mistake. Fortunately, no lipstick stains find their way onto your surrounding skin, or your teeth. When you’re done, your lips are noticeably redder. Neglecting the rest of your face and looking just at the red pout, it’s hard to say it isn’t sexy. And while you can't explain why you put the lipstick on, your guilt at stealing from Miss $Gray fades as you find that you actually enjoy the sticky sensation. [[Room<-Continue]]

<<set $Cooking to $Cooking + 1>>\ <<if $Cooking lt 22>><<set $Money to $Money + 10>><<elseif $Cooking lt 35>><<set $Money to $Money + 17>><<elseif $Cooking lt 200>><<set $Money to $Money + 22>><</if>>\ <<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>\ <<set $WeekChores to $WeekChores + 1>>\ <<set $C3 to 1>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Yqjpq8TX/Kitchen.jpg]] <<if $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>With her current obsession, $Ash is prone to neglecting a proper breakfast. If you delivered it to her, you figure she might actually eat something substantial in the A.M. for once.\ <<elseif $House gt 1>>$Hannah was always appreciative of your efforts to provide her a nice breakfast on the weekends. Of course, with Miss $Gray here, the critiques of your cooking are much more likely. After donning your maid uniform, complete with the restrictive shackles locked around your dainty ankles, you set about your task. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/QxsMmm92/Maid-chore.png]]\ <<elseif $House gt 1>>$Hannah was always appreciative of your efforts to provide her a nice breakfast on the weekends. Of course, with Miss $Gray here, the critiques of your cooking are much more likely. After donning your maid uniform, you set about your task. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/QxsMmm92/Maid-chore.png]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>$Hannah was always appreciative of your efforts to provide her a nice breakfast on the weekends. Of course, with Miss $Gray here, the critiques of your cooking are much more likely.\ <<elseif $Home is 0>>With how hectic her job is, $Hannah attempts to relish her free time on weekends as well as possible. One of the ways she does that is by abusing her snooze button. You figure a great way for her to start the day would be a freshly prepared breakfast.<</if>> <<if $Cooking lt 22>>To begin the expansive meal, you pour some cereal into a bowl, quickly followed by some milk. Of course, you realize your blunder shortly after - you should have added the milk when the meal was ready to be served. //Oh well. I’ll just have to make the rest of the meal quickly.// The rest of the “meal” consists of poorly buttered toast, one slice of which manages to be burnt to a crisp, and the other still looks raw. You also pour a glass of orange juice out of a carton, not even caring to check if it’s out of date or not.\ <<elseif $Cooking gt 21 and $Cooking lt 35>>To initiate your quaint little quest, you check all the cupboards for inspiration. Among the things you grab are flour, eggs, milk, sunflower oil, salt and syrup. You start by whisking most of the ingredients together enthusiastically until it’s a smooth, battery liquid. After that, you pour the beige mixture into a pan in the rough shape of a circle. Once the liquid solidifies and browns to an appetizing shade, you replace that pancake with a raw liquid one. The process repeats itself half a dozen times until there’s a stack of five delicious pancakes in the center of the plate to be enjoyed. Of course, you couldn’t help but eat one yourself. The meal is topped off with a helping of runny syrup that you can see your proud expression reflect in.\ <<elseif $Cooking gt 34 and $Cooking lt 200>>With your increased knowledge of the culinary arts, you dig into the cupboard for anything and everything that you could use to treat your step sister to a lovely morning meal. The counter quickly fills up with flour, eggs, milk, salt, syrup, blueberries and raspberries, bacon, bread and an avocado. While those of the untrained eye might see a random assortment of components, you see potential for greatness. You mix the ingredients for pancakes together in a bowl until it's smooth like butter, then pour it into a pan in the perfect shape of a circle. In another pan, you fry the bacon, flipping it exactly every 90 seconds for an even seer. Your attention is diverted even further as you slide the fluffy bread into a toaster until it’s the perfect golden shade. Whilst all this is happening, you cut into an avocado, and scoop out its delectable insides to spread on the toast. On a large tray of small plates, you compile the food, carefully adding a pinch of salt to the toast, artfully sprinkling berries onto the pancakes that stick to the golden syrup, and cutting the bacon up into easily consumed rashers.<</if>> <<if $Home is 3 and $Cooking lt 22 or $Home is 4 and $Cooking lt 22>>When $Ash receives the grotesque collection of soggy cereal and dry bread, she laughs in your face, immediately giving it back to you. “If you think it’s edible, you can have it.”\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and $Cooking lt 35 or $Home is 4 and $Cooking lt 35>>$Ash casually takes the breakfast from your hands, not even stopping to thank you. But much to your surprise, she actually eats it for the most part. She hands the tray back to you. Though your efforts didn’t result in a show of appreciation, she at least ate something substantial.\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and $Cooking lt 200 or $Home is 4 and $Cooking lt 200>>Smelling something delicious, $Ash takes the tray of food out of your hands before you even recognised she was in the room. She devours the entirety of it whilst you look on, glad to see she’s obviously enjoying it. The plates are wiped clean off any trace of food, and she’s left licking her lips. “That was delicious, $name . More of that, whenever you can.”\ <<elseif $Home is 1 and $Cooking lt 22 or $Home is 2 and $Cooking lt 22>>$Hannah looks disappointed as she sees you walk in with the tray, but there’s also a slight sign of eagerness. Not to eat the food, of course, but that Miss $Gray is there to berate you for the abomination that you thought was acceptable to present. “I’ve seen more appetizing food thrown up on the sidewalk!” She takes a spoon and demonstrates the sogginess of the cereal. “A racoon wouldn’t eat this!” She flips the tray over in your hands, coating your outfit in milk and processed bites. “Do better!” $Hannah is giggling throughout the cruel diatribe, and the two walk away, leaving you with a mess to clean up that’s a lot worse than a couple of dishes.\ <<elseif $Home is 1 and $Cooking lt 35 or $Home is 2 and $Cooking lt 35>>$Hannah looks pleasantly on as you enter with your well prepared tray of foods. Miss $Gray looks indifferent, which is the best you can hope for most of the time. They start picking at the pancakes before eating them. “Hmm, I thought they were quite nice.” $Hannah ‘s niceness is always negated by her other half’s cruelty. “Yes, the pancakes tasted okay.” //Nevermind…?// “Though they were too thin for my liking, so there should definitely be more flour next time. And this syrup looks sloppily put on. And really, pancakes alone are rather basic. It’s like you served us a pizza with just the base and tomato sauce. It’s a shame you stopped cooking when you’d done the hardest part.” Despite her complaints, she finishes the food, though not without reminding you to wash up the dishes first.\ <<elseif $Home is 1 and $Cooking lt 200 or $Home is 2 and $Cooking lt 200>>When you enter with the tray of food, Miss $Gray looks pleasantly surprised at the breakfast you serve in front of her. $Hannah audibly enjoys it. Her “mms” and “ahhs” at the delightful flavors aren’t quite matched by Miss $Gray ‘s enjoyment of it, but she wouldn’t make those noise if you served her caviar. “This was excellent, $name .” //Excellent? I serve her gold in a consumable form, at the best she can come up with is “excellent”?// They finish the tray together, thanking you for your efforts before dismissing you.\ <<elseif $Cooking lt 22>>When $Hannah receives the amalgamation of sloppily prepared gruel, she smiles - a smile you would give a child after seeing their crayon drawing. She powers through a couple of spoonfuls of the soggy cereal soup, taking great efforts to not gag at the tang. Even the simple toast finds a way to be offensively inedible. The most touched part of the meal is the juice, which took about 20 seconds to prepare. In the end, she thanks you for your efforts, but her disappointment in it, and her optimism that you don’t try this again, serve as cruel inspiration for you. <<elseif $Cooking lt 35>>You deliver the dish to $Hannah , along with a glass of juice. And unlike past attempts at making her breakfast, she genuinely seems to enjoy this, at least you assume that based on how she barely stops to talk in between monstrous mouthfuls of pancake goodness. She thanks you for your obvious effort, encouraging you to do it again. But as you leave, you can’t help but feel the meal wasn’t quite //complete//. There’s always something that can be improved, sure, but the food was pretty basic, and could have easily been added to.\ <<elseif $Cooking lt 200>>Complemented by a glass of freshly squeezed juice, you deliver the tray to $Hannah . “$name , this is amazing!” She showers you with praise at the meal in between eager bites of her expansive breakfast, with each subsequent bite on the next dish on the tray. She clearly can’t pick a favorite. With food this good, it’s not long before she finishes off the meal. It’s sad that such greatness can’t be preserved, but it’s better that $Hannah enjoys it than the flies.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/nrZjr4RW/Pancakes.jpg]] <<if $ChoresPunish is 1>>[[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 2]]<<else>>[[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 8>>\ <<set $M to 0>>\ <<set $WeekChores to 0>>\ <<set $Horny to $Horny + 2>>\ Before heading to Farrix, you go to $Ash 's house, unsure of what to expect. Just as you are about to knock on the door, $Ash opens it, and greets you inside.You follow the woman to her room, and find it surprisingly messy, even compared to your own, with clothes strewn across the floor. She has more clothes in a laundry pile than you have at all. You’re also shocked at the girliness of her room, with pink painted walls and a very feminine sense of decor. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] <<if $Panties1 is 1 and $PantiesA is 1>><<set $AshR to $AshR + 1>>Just as you are observing the room, $Ash runs up to you and kisses you passionately on the lips, leaving you caught off guard. She then moves her head to the side of your face before whispering into your ear. "I know your secret...pantyboy." She unzips your pants and swiftly pulls them down, showing off your panties. Correction: her panties. Blood rushes to your cheeks as you are too embarrassed to look $Ash in the face. She forces your face to look at her, before once again kissing. "It's so hot!" "What? You don't mind that I stole your...underwear?" "Not at all, though it would have been better if you had the confidence to get your own panties." You can feel her hands moving down your body before they rest on your underwear, touching your... "Wait, is this what I think it is?" She pulls the top of your panties down, exposing your chastity cage. "First a pantyboy...now a fan of chastity? I think I could just have sex with you now!" She kisses you yet again. "Where's the key? Do you have it on you?" "No I...left it at home." "That's a shame, but damn, you are cute." She reiterates as she gives you a look up and down. "We should do this again. Come to my house again tomorrow, but do me a favor and wear these panties, okay?" Confused, you nod as you pull your pants back up. As you are walking out of her bedroom, she gives you a slap on the ass, and you are left on edge by the curious girl. Incredibly, not only does she not mind that you ruffled through her belongings and stole her panties, she actually encourages it. [[School 2-1b<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Panties1 is 1 and $PantiesA is 0>><<set $AshR to $AshR + 1>>\Just as you are observing the room, $Ash runs up to you and kisses you passionately on the lips, leaving you caught off guard. She then moves her head to the side of your face before whispering into your ear. "I know your secret...pantyboy." "What?" Your face instantly turns red, and your heart begins to race even faster than it did when she kissed you. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” "I know that you stole my panties. Some people might say that stealing a girl's underwear is creepy, but I happen to think it's cute." You want to deny what she's saying, but your cheeks betray you. "Hold on…you don't mind that I stole your...underwear?" "Not at all, though it would have been better if you had the confidence to get your own panties. Tell me $name , are you wearing them now?" She asks as her hands hover over your crotch. "No, they're at home." "That is a shame. I would so love to see you in them." Her hands continue to touch your crotch, and you can see that she realizes something is off, as she taps the hard material in your underwear. Without warning, she unzips your pants and pulls down your boxers. "Oh my, you are so much kinkier than what I could have hoped! This cage looks so cute on you! We should totally do this again tomorrow. But do me a favor and wear the panties, okay?" You agree, hoping it will get you one step closer with this girl. You pull your pants back up and leave for Farrix together. Incredibly, not only does she not mind that you ruffled through her belongings and stole her panties, she actually encourages it. [[School 2-1b<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Panties1 is 0>>You sit down on her bed as she applies her makeup on her similarly cluttered vanity. She takes care to ensure you’re looking at her when she slowly applies her lipstick. You make small talk for a moment before she turns to you with a seductive look. She walks over and kneels down in front of you. "$Ash , what are you..." she silences you with a kiss before pushing you down on the bed, and proceeds to climb on top of you. "I can't lie $name , ever since I saw you, I've found you so sexy." You two continue making out as her hand quickly slides down to your crotch. You try to stop it but you can see the realization in her eyes. "$name , is this what I think it is?" Too embarrassed to resist, you let her open your zipper before she moves her hand into your boxers, touching your caged penis. Her smile widens. "You really are hot. Do you have the key on you?" "No, I...left it at home." "That is a shame. Though I think we can still have some fun." She then kisses you again, and you close your eyes as you experience your first make-out session. You aren't paying attention to your surroundings, and that's when you feel a sudden splash of water over your crotch. You open your eyes to see $Ash with a glass in her hand. "Shit, I'm really sorry $name . I just needed a drink and you were kissing so well that I couldn't keep my hand steady." "Could you get me a towel please?" You ask. She runs out the room for a second before returning shortly after. "Sorry, I think they're all in the wash." //Great.// "You should take your underwear off. Keeping them on will only make it worse" You hesitate at exposing yourself like that, but she reminds you she's already felt your dick, or as much as she could with the cage on. With her help, you take off your school pants, which fortunately remain dry, and your boxers, which are drenched in water. "I guess I'll just have to go commando today." "Are you sure that's a good idea? The chaffing may get really uncomfortable." "What other choice do I have?" "Well..." you follow her eyes to a drawer - her underwear drawer. "You could wear a pair of my panties." [[School 2-1 Wear<-Wear her panties]] [[School 2-1 Commando<-Go commando]]<</if>>

<<set $M to $M + 10>> <<if $M gt 59>><<set $H to $H + 1>><<set $M to $M - 60>><</if>>\ \ \ \ <<if $FR is 0>><<set $FR to 1>>You walk to the local pizzeria, Father Ron's , which serves people both at the restaurant and by delivery. You walk up to the counter to see a man in his 40s. "What can I get for you, laddie?" Echoes his deep voice. "Actually, I am here about a job. My friend told me you were hiring." You say in a tone lacking such confidence that it sounds more like a question. "Right, and who might your "friend" be?" Inquires the man. "$Hannah" "Ah! $Hannah sent you did she? Well, tell $Hannah that she still owes me and until that debt is settled, I'm afraid I don't have any open positions." You leave the store, curious about $Hannah 's debt, and head back home. [[Room<-Go home][$M to $M +10, $FR to 1]]<</if>>\ <</if>>\ \ \ \ <<if $FR is 1>>You walk to Father Ron's, before remembering that you need to talk to $Hannah .<</if>>\ <<if $FR is 2>>You walk to Father Ron's, before remembering that you need to wait for $Hannah to talk to Ron.<</if>> <<if $FR is 3>><<set $H to $H + 3>><<set $FR to 4>>You walk into Father Ron's , hoping that you will be able to work here thanks to $Hannah . "Ah $name !" the man from before bellows at you "I thought I would see you again. So you want to work at my pizza restaurant, eh?" You nod, pailing in comparison to his enthusiasm. "Excellent! We'll get you started right away. Until you understand what goes into a restaurant like mine, you aren't even allowed to touch the pizzas. You'll be working in the front section: taking phone orders or waiting, depending on the need. Since servers are expected to have good hygiene, I don't want you to have any immediately noticable facial hair, just shave every few days and you'll be fine. Shifts are exclusively 3 hours, so don't ask for half-shifts or anything like it! On weekends, you may work 2 shifts, since those days are typically busier." Throughout his lecture, he has managed to show you how to properly take calls, wait, and work the register.<</if>> <<if $FR gt 0>>[[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 10]]<</if>>\ <<if $H lt 20 and $M lt 1>>[[Father Ron's Weekend<-Work another shift]]<</if>>\

<<set $H to 14>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/3JKNY9TL/Philosophy.jpg]] One of your final lessons at Farrix is philosophy, taught by the customarily attractive teacher - Miss Gilda. Though her age is slightly above most of the teachers you’ve met, it doesn’t mean she isn’t sexy. You also figure it helps with the nature of the subject, and you’re proven right throughout the lesson, as she shows off her vast knowledge of philosophy without appearing pretentious. By the end of the lesson, you’re disheartened that you won’t have a lesson taught by the delightful tutor. If you could hang around a bit longer, you might be able to learn something. [[School 5d<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

<<set $BalletPorn to 1>>\ You head towards the locker room where your heist will take place. A quick ear to the closed door, followed by a tiny peek inside, reveals it’s still empty. Figuring you don't have long, you get to work. Crouching on the floor, you place the camera underneath one of the wooden benches before covering it with a pair of discarded shorts from the closet, but leaving just enough exposed so that the camera can get a good view. You then check your phone to ensure the connection to view the feed works, and thankfully, it does. A crescendoing noise originating from the corridor spurs you into the hiding place of the closet, silently closing the door behind you. From the thin barrier of the door, you can hear the locker fill up with students chatting, but there’s also a lot of slamming down of bags. The footage on your phone displays the heart racing sight of your dreams. The girls begin to undress, first with their blouses, then with their skirts. There’s well over a dozen women, all in their intimate underwear. Most of them have to take off their hosiery, before replacing them with a pair of white or pink tights. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/mgfX0tQH/Ballet-1.jpg]] <<if $PantiesA is 1>>You can feel your penis growing harder in your panties. //$Ash 's panties. I meant $Ash 's panties.//\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1>>You can feel your penis growing harder in your boxers.<</if>>\ You look at the growing bulge in your pants. <<if $Horny lt 8>>[[School 5 Cam Mas<-Masturbate]] [[School 5 Cam 2<-Don't masturbate]]\ <<elseif $Horny gt 7>>Your teased mind can't take much more, and you feel your hand sliding down... [[School 5 Cam Mas<-Masturbate]]<</if>>

Whether it’s because you’ve decided it’s beneath you, or because you think it’s too disgusting, or maybe even because you’re too scared to do it, you have a change of heart, and decide not to perve on the girls as they change. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] To kill the time between your meeting with Miss $Gray , you wander the halls aimlessly. You even pass the locker room where the ballet students are changing. From the outside, you can’t hear anything specific, but it does sound rather hectic. Your time at Farrix, brief as it was, has been an interesting experience. You'd love to say it was a week that has changed your life forever, but you mainly just spent it ogling at girls. <<if $SignContract is 1>>//A week well spent//\ <<elseif $SignContract is 0>>//A week well spent// It does hit you how strange it is that Miss $Gray wouldn't let you roam around at lunch yet she is inviting you to do it now.<</if>> You continue walking until the minutes grow into an hour, and you head to the familiar room 68 to meet Miss $Gray . [[School 5 innocent<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 17>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] To kill the time between your meeting with Miss $Gray , you wander the halls aimlessly. You even pass the locker room where the ballet students are changing. From the outside, you can’t hear anything specific, but it does sound rather hectic. Your time at Farrix, brief as it was, has been an interesting experience. You'd love to say it was a week that has changed your life forever, but you mainly just spent it ogling at girls. //A week well spent.//<<if $SignContract is 0>>\ It does hit you how strange it is that Miss $Gray wouldn't let you roam around at lunch yet she is inviting you to do it now.<</if>> You continue walking until the minutes grow into an hour, and you head to the familiar room 68 to meet Miss $Gray . [[School 5 innocent<-Continue]]

You head towards the locker room where your heist will take place. A quick ear to the closed door, followed by a tiny peek inside, reveals it’s still empty. Figuring you don't have long, you get to work. Taking out your screwdriver, you hammer it repeatedly into the most optimal height for spying into the door. It’s a hard thing to do quietly, but your excitement at this seems to give you extra strength as a suitable hole quickly forms. A crescendoing noise originating from the corridor spurs you into the hiding place of the closet, silently closing the door behind you. From the thin barrier of the door, you can hear the locker fill up with students chatting, and your crafted hole puts a sight to the noise. The girls begin to undress, first with their blouses, then with their skirts. There’s well over a dozen women, all in their intimate underwear. Most of them have to take off their hosiery, before replacing them with a pair of white or pink tights. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/mgfX0tQH/Ballet-1.jpg]] <<if $PantiesA is 1>>You can feel your penis growing harder in your panties. //$Ash 's panties. I meant $Ash 's panties.//\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1>>You can feel your penis growing harder in your boxers.<</if>>\ You look at the growing bulge in your pants. <<if $Horny lt 8>>[[School 5 Screw Mas<-Masturbate]] [[School 5 Screw 2<-Don't masturbate]]\ <<elseif $Horny gt 7>>Your teased mind can't take much more, and you feel your hand sliding down... [[School 5 Screw Mas<-Masturbate]]<</if>>

<<set $Horny to 10>>\ You continue looking at the live feed, seeing the girls as they continue to change. You reach down with your hand, taking out your penis and beginning to stroke. They’ve now begun putting on the rest of their ballet outfits. They step into their leotard, all of which match their hosiery, and pull it up. But with how taut the fabric is, the view of their breasts is hardly ruined. Then, they complement the outfit with the customary puffy tutu. It’s made of several sheer layers that stack on one another, until they’re almost horizontal. The item is so feminine, not only from the color, but the way it reveals so much of the wearer’s leg, and also how it’s still somewhat transparent. Even from your poor angle, you can make out the bodysuit beneath the tutu. To complete the outfit, they slip into their golden flats, which look like they provide zero support, but do leave plenty of their feet exposed. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/c1z5BDCT/Ballet-2.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/YqmDn1m7/Ballet-3.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5yD79tTD/Ballet-4.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/W3WYK8nN/Ballet-5.jpg]] You can feel the climax approaching when something gets your attention. "Have you seen the keys to the hall?" "I think there may be a spare in the storage room." Your face gets redder and your heart beats faster at hearing this, and your brain goes into panic mode. Amongst the chaos of the room, you try to find a potential hiding spot. "Not to worry, I've found it! Okay girls, get in the hall and start warming up." Relief instantly washes over your body, but you can't help but feel disappointed that you've missed the rest of the show. With the locker room emptying of people, there’s no longer anything to masturbate to. You wait until you see that the girls have all left before opening the door. After retrieving the camera and checking the video saved, you head for the door. [[School 5 caught<-Continue]]

<<set $Horny to $Horny + 6>>\ You continue looking at the live feed, seeing the girls as they keep teasing you. They’ve now begun putting on the rest of their ballet outfits. They step into their leotard, all of which match their hosiery, and pull it up. But with how taut the fabric is, the view of their breasts is hardly ruined. Then, they complement the outfit with the customary puffy tutu. It’s made of several sheer layers that stack on one another, until they’re almost horizontal. The item is so feminine, not only from the color, but the way it reveals so much of the wearer’s leg, and also how it’s still somewhat transparent. Even from your poor angle, you can make out the bodysuit beneath the tutu. To complete the outfit, they slip into their golden flats, which look like they provide zero support, but do leave plenty of their feet exposed. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/c1z5BDCT/Ballet-2.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/YqmDn1m7/Ballet-3.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5yD79tTD/Ballet-4.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/W3WYK8nN/Ballet-5.jpg]] You are lost in your fantasies when you hear something that gets your attention. "Have you seen the keys to the hall?" "I think there may be a spare in the storage room." Your face gets redder and your heart beats faster at hearing this, and your brain goes into panic mode. Amongst the chaos of the room, you try to find a potential hiding spot. "Not to worry, I've found it! Okay girls, get in the hall and start warming up." Relief instantly washes over your body, but you can't help but feel disappointed that you've missed the rest of the show. You wait until you see that the girls have all left before opening the door. After retrieving the camera and checking the video saved, you head for the door. [[School 5 caught<-Continue]]

<<set $Horny to 10>>\ You continue looking through the hole in the door, seeing the girls as they continue to change. With one hand, you take out your penis and beginning to stroke. They’ve now begun putting on the rest of their ballet outfits. They step into their leotard, all of which match their hosiery, and pull it up. But with how taut the fabric is, the view of their breasts is hardly ruined. Then, they complement the outfit with the customary puffy tutu. It’s made of several sheer layers that stack on one another, until they’re almost horizontal. The item is so feminine, not only from the color, but the way it reveals so much of the wearer’s leg, and also how it’s still somewhat transparent. Even from your poor angle, you can make out the bodysuit beneath the tutu. To complete the outfit, they slip into their golden flats, which look like they provide zero support, but do leave plenty of their feet exposed. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/c1z5BDCT/Ballet-2.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/YqmDn1m7/Ballet-3.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5yD79tTD/Ballet-4.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/W3WYK8nN/Ballet-5.jpg]] You can feel the climax approaching when something gets your attention. "Have you seen the keys to the hall?" "I think there may be a spare in the storage room." Your face gets redder and your heart beats faster at hearing this, and your brain goes into panic mode. Amongst the chaos of the room, you try to find a potential hiding spot. "Not to worry, I've found it! Okay girls, get in the hall and start warming up." Relief instantly washes over your body, but you can't help but feel disappointed that you've missed the rest of the show. With the changing room emptying of people, there’s no longer anything to masturbate to. All you can see from your tiny hole is a lifeless locker room. Once you're sure the hallway is clear, you head for the room's door. [[School 5 caught<-Continue]]

<<set $Horny to $Horny + 6>>\ You look out the hole in the door, seeing the girls continuing to undress. They’ve now begun putting on the rest of their ballet outfits. They step into their leotard, all of which match their hosiery, and pull it up. But with how taut the fabric is, the view of their breasts is hardly ruined. Then, they complement the outfit with the customary puffy tutu. It’s made of several sheer layers that stack on one another, until they’re almost horizontal. The item is so feminine, not only from the color, but the way it reveals so much of the wearer’s leg, and also how it’s still somewhat transparent. Even from your poor angle, you can make out the bodysuit beneath the tutu. To complete the outfit, they slip into their golden flats, which look like they provide zero support, but do leave plenty of their feet exposed. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/c1z5BDCT/Ballet-2.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/YqmDn1m7/Ballet-3.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5yD79tTD/Ballet-4.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/W3WYK8nN/Ballet-5.jpg]] You are lost in your fantasies when you hear something that gets your attention. "Have you seen the keys to the hall?" "I think there may be a spare in the storage room." Your face gets redder and your heart beats faster at hearing this, and your brain goes into panic mode. Amongst the chaos of the room, you try to find a potential hiding spot. "Not to worry, I've found it! Okay girls, get in the hall and start warming up." Relief instantly washes over your body, but you can't help but feel disappointed that you've missed the rest of the show. You wait until you see that the girls have all left before opening the closet and then leaving yourself. [[School 5 caught<-Continue]]

<<set $GrayR to $GrayR -1>>\ You click the door shut behind you, only to wish you had stayed in there. Standing toweringly over you is Miss $Gray , who’s clearly seen you exit the girl’s locker room. //FUCK// Caught red handed, her stoic face devolves into one of anger as she realizes what you were doing. "Miss $Gray I swear I can exp.." "Come with me." In just three words she’s filled your heart with terror, and you have no choice but to follow her heels. She shepherds you, not to the principal's office, but her own classroom. "I swear I wa..." you can barely begin before she cuts you off. "Enough. I know exactly what you were doing. You are completely governed by your little "thing" and I will not have it in this school. And before you begin explaining that this is your last day here, plans change." "What!?" "As of right now, you are a full time student of Farrix." "WHAT!? You don't have the power to do this!" "Who has the power is out of the question. Whether you complain or not, you will be a student here for a long time to come. And if anyone doesn't have power, it’s you." [[School 5 Argue<-Argue back]] [[School 5 Apologize<-Relent][$GrayR to $GrayR + 1]]

The moment you walk into room 68, Miss $Gray ‘s terrifying eyes are locked on you. She says nothing to calm your nerves as you approach her desk in complete silence. "$name , would you please explain to me why you feel it is appropriate for you, a “man”, to sneak into the women’s changing room?" "What? I didn't do that!" She rotates her monitor so that you can see it. Playing is a video of you suspiciously entering the locker room on Monday. The way you’re nervously looking around as you do is as incriminating as a set of fingerprints. //But it's not like I went ahead and spied on them!// "I can expl..." you begin, only to be instantly cut off. "Save it. As disgusting as that video is, I was horrified when I heard what else you did there.” //What!?// Miss $Gray then takes out a small, transparent bag from under her desk. What's inside is unmistakable, especially to you. It's a handful of tissues - cum stained tissues. She stares at you, almost daring you to try to defend yourself. "I swear that wasn't me!" She doesn't reply, but you understand why. Even though you didn't use them, someone made sure that it looks like you did. "Your behavior is completely unforgivable. You are completely governed by your little "thing" and I will not have it in this school. And before you begin explaining that this is your last day here, plans change." "What!?" "As of right now, you are a full time student of Farrix." "WHAT!? You don't have the power to do this!" "Who has the power is out of the question. Whether you complain or not, you will be a student here for a long time to come. And if anyone doesn't have power, it’s you." [[School 5 Argue<-Argue back]] [[School 5 Apologize<-Relent][$GrayR to $GrayR + 1]]

"This can't be happening. I'll tell your boss what you're doing!" She bursts out laughing. "You are so cute when you try to argue. You think I’m the one who decided you’ll be staying here? Complain to whoever you wish, but they’ll laugh in your face just as much as I am. From now on, you will be a student at Farrix. Whether it’s easy or not is up to you. But I meant more when I said you don't have the power here." “What do you mean?" [[School 5 chastity<-Continue]]

You decide to stop arguing, realizing that it will do no good in getting you out of this situation. Miss $Gray smiles at seeing your easy submission. Maybe it would have been better to argue, and show you have a backbone, or maybe that would give her cause to berate you more. "Good. I see you understand your situation. A pity you couldn't realize it sooner. But I meant more when I said you don't have the power here." "What do you mean?" [[School 5 chastity<-Continue]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/HskZmBjf/Gray-Kiss-1.jpg]] “I’m sure a sexless loser like you has wasted away days jerking your little stick to porn.“ She reaches into her handbag, pulling out a black cardboard box. "So I'm sure you've seen a lot of toys." Your face grows redder by the second as she begins opening the box. "They can be used for many things: pleasure, pain or even...restraint." She rests on this final point for a second before showing you what was inside. Her assumption about your porn consumption was brutally true, so you can recognize what she’s clutching in her hands, like a witch with a poisoned apple. It’s a chastity cage. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/JnZTxGHt/CC1.jpg]] "Let me be clear. You will be required to this cage at all times while on Farrix grounds." “Wha…what? You can’t be serious! You can’t make me wear that thing!” "Oh, but I am. This is your future, whether you like it or not." With your tongue paralyzed from confusion, you now notice something painfully embarrassing. If there was anything that you didn’t need to add to the situation, it was an erection. But struggling against your pants is exactly that. Miss $Gray observes it too, much to her amusement. <<if $StoleLipstick is 0>>[[School 5 chastity 2<-Continue]]<</if>>\ <<if $StoleLipstick is 1>>[[School 5 chast 2 and lip<-Continue]]<</if>>

"Excellent. Additionally, you will need to wear it over the weekend to ensure it fits right. You will wear it to school everyday, and you will give me the key in the morning, which I’ll let you retrieve at the end of day. Before you wear it though, we’ll have to do something about that." She then nods towards your straining penis. Upon hearing all of this, you can't help but be frozen in place, so Miss $Gray gets up and walks to you, unzipping your pants and pulling them down. <<if $PantiesA is 1>>Your face goes redder than you thought it ever could. Miss $Gray looks at your crotch, and a wide smile grows across her lips. You’re sure she’s using all her strength to stop from laughing. Today was the wrong day to wear $Ash 's panties. "Perhaps you fit in at Farrix more than I thought you did." //This can't be happening// Encouraging you to deal with your erection, Miss $Gray pulls down the top of your pink panties, revealing your somehow still hard cock.\ <<elseif $PantiesA is 0>>Encouraging you to deal with your erection, Miss $Gray pulls down the top of your boxers.<</if>> Even in your erect state, your penis is less than impressive, which only adds to your embarrassment. <<if $GrayR gt -2>>Suddenly, Miss $Gray grabs it. You instantly look up at her, and she starts slowly rubbing your hard dick. //I can't believe this is what caused someone to touch my penis for the first time// She continues jacking you off, and you can barely concentrate. It’s just like the first time you could use your dick for masturbation, only much more intense. Her feminine hand feels divine on you, while the sight of such an attractive woman, with the confidence to wield that beauty, makes it hard to not cum right away. Every part of her that you can see demands respect, or lust. From her skyscraper heels, to her dress, she somehow takes an attractive, tough typical working woman’s outfit, and turns it into a look of beauty that not even lingerie could achieve. Even her red nails wrapped around your dick seem to magnetize your eyes with their dominant aura. You are about to cum when her hand slows back down, and you are left begging to cum. With a puppy-like look in your eyes, you plead for her to continue in between gasps for breath. In response, she gives a wicked smile, before picking up the pace. You can feel the moment approaching, though you try to prolong the experience as long as possible. But if Miss $Gray wants you to finish, she isn’t going to give you a choice. Moaning like a whore, you have the most powerful orgasm of your life staring into the eyes of Miss $Gray. The two of you look down to see puddles of your jizz covering her legs. She smiles at it, while you violently return to the reality of the situation.\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1>>"Well start stroking then!" In this state, you can't imagine arguing with her, so you obediently do as she says, not like you wouldn’t kill to jerk off in front of an actual woman. She teases and taunts you while you continue jerking off, and you can barely concentrate. The sight of such an attractive woman, with the confidence to wield that beauty, makes it hard to not cum right away. Her outfit seems to tease you so much, while revealing so little. You can’t see her breasts, but they’re almost bursting against the thin material of her blouse. Her skirt, while tantalizingly short, doesn’t let you see more than you should, or rather, what you’d want to see. You can only beg for a panty shot, but instead, you can’t even tell if she’s wearing stockings or pantyhose. And the way her feet are nestled into her shoes allows you to see some of them, but not even her toes, or the bottom of her feet. You want to instinctively prolong this sexual experience as long as you possibly could, but it’s impossible because of your teacher. Moaning like a whore, you have the most powerful orgasm of your life staring into the eyes of Miss $Gray. The two of you look down to see puddles of your jizz covering her legs. She smiles at it, while you violently return to the reality of the situation.<</if>> [[School 5 Chastity 3<-Continue]]

<<set $GrayR to $GrayR - 1>>\ <<set $LipstickC to 1>>\ <<set $App to 0>>\ "Excellent. Additionally, you will need to wear it over the weekend to ensure it fits right. You will wear it to school everyday, and you will give me the key in the morning, which I’ll let you retrieve at the end of day. Before you wear it though, we’ll have to do something about that." She then nods towards your straining penis. Upon hearing all of this, you can't help but be frozen in place, so Miss $Gray gets up and walks to you, unzipping your pants and pulling them down. <<if $PantiesA is 1>>Your face goes redder than you thought it ever could. Miss $Gray looks at your crotch, and a wide smile grows across her lips. You’re sure she’s using all her strength to stop from laughing. Today was the wrong day to wear $Ash 's panties. "Perhaps you fit in at Farrix more than I thought you did." //This can't be happening// Encouraging you to deal with your erection, Miss $Gray pulls down the top of your pink panties, revealing your somehow still hard cock.\ <<elseif $PantiesA is 0>>Encouraging you to deal with your erection, Miss $Gray pulls down the top of your boxers.<</if>> Even in your erect state, your penis is less than impressive, which only adds to your embarrassment. <<if $GrayR gt -2>>"Oh but how could I forget? $name , that isn't all. How much of a depraved pervert do you have to be to steal MY lipstick from MY bag?" //Can this get any worse?// "Did you not think I would notice? Did you think it would escape my mind that after leaving you alone with my bag, my makeup goes mysteriously missing? You really are a naive, misguided fool." As she finishes her point, she grabs your penis. You instantly look up at her, and she starts slowly rubbing your hard dick. //I can't believe this is what caused someone to touch my penis for the first time.// She continues jacking you off, and you can barely concentrate. That's why you’re taken by surprise when you look up to see she has a different tube of lipstick in her other hand. She takes off the lid and swivels up the waxy inside, which she holds up to her lips and applies, showing you the bright red color of it, before sitting on top of her desk while still teasing you with her hand. "Don't you think this lipstick is so sexy?" She asks in an impossibly lascivious tone. You nod, still mesmerized by her handjob. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/hthrKn7d/Apply-lipstick.jpg]] "I'm glad you agree." She then moves the lipstick to your lips and applies it, before telling you to rub your lips slowly together. Filled with sexual thoughts, you blindly do as you’re told. "I really do love this shade" she says, as her hand goes faster, drawing you closer and closer to the edge. "But I cannot forget what you did by stealing from me. So I think you owe me an apology." "Sor.." She instantly cuts you off. "You may use your lips, but I don't want to hear a single word." Even if you weren't on the sexual edge right now, you don't think you would be able to understand. That's when Miss $Gray takes off her high heels, revealing her nylon-clad feet, and red toes. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/fLhSszjB/Gray-Kiss-2.jpg]] "Well, what are you waiting for?"\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1>>"Oh but how could I forget? $name , that isn't all. How much of a depraved pervert do you have to be to steal MY lipstick from MY bag?" //Can this get any worse?// "Did you not think I would notice? Did you think it would escape my mind that after leaving you alone with my bag, my makeup goes mysteriously missing? You really are a naive, misguided fool." She slaps you, giving you yet another reason to be red in the face. "Now start jerking!" Drunk with lust, you as commanded. You keep jerking as she taunts you, but most of your efforts are dedicated to not cuming, since you want to prolong this moment as long as possible. That's why you’re taken by surprise when you look up to see she has a different tube of lipstick in her other hand. She takes off the lid and swivels up the waxy inside, which she holds up to her lips and applies, showing you the bright red color of it, before sitting on top of her desk while still teasing you with her hand. "Don't you think this lipstick is so sexy?" She asks in an impossibly lascivious tone. You nod, still mesmerized by the situation. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/hthrKn7d/Apply-lipstick.jpg]] "I'm glad you agree." She then moves the lipstick to your lips and applies it, before telling you to rub your lips slowly together. Filled with sexual thoughts, you blindly do as you’re told. "I really do love this shade. But I cannot forget what you did by stealing from me. So I think you owe me an apology." "Sor.." She instantly cuts you off. "You may use your lips, but I don't want to hear a single word." Even if you weren't on the sexual edge right now, you don't think you would be able to understand. That's when Miss $Gray takes off her high heels, revealing her nylon-clad feet, and red toes. “Well, what are you waiting for?”<</if>> [[School 5 Chast 2 lip kiss<-Kiss her feet]] [[School 5 Chast 2 lip no kiss<-Refuse to kiss her feet]]

<<set $FootFetish to $FootFetish + 1>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/QdQrPjCX/Gray-Kiss-3.jpg]] <<if $GrayR gt -3>>Whilst still receiving the magnificent handjob, though Miss $Gray has tortuously slowed down until you follow her order, you move your head down to her raised foot. With your sticky, painted lips, you plant a kiss on her nylon covered foot, leaving a humiliating print behind. But when you look up at her, she clearly isn’t impressed. Wanting her approval, you lean back down, where you smooch both of her feet several times over, until she finally seems to be satisfied. "Good boy." You can't help but feel belittled by all this, but you’re too horny to care. Her hand gets faster, and you are moments away from cumming when you look at her grinning face. You have the most powerful orgasm of your life staring into the eyes of Miss $Gray. The two of you look down to see puddles of your jizz covering her legs. She smiles at it, while you violently return to the reality of the situation.\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -2>>Whilst still masturbating with one hand, you move your head down to her raised foot. With your sticky, painted lips, you plant a kiss on her nylon covered foot, leaving a humiliating print behind. But when you look up at her, she clearly isn’t impressed. Wanting her approval, you lean back down, where you smooch both of her feet several times over, until she finally seems to be satisfied. "Good boy." You can't help but feel belittled by all this, but you’re too horny to care. She tells you to jerk to the edge, and you are moments away from cumming when you look at her grinning face. You have the most powerful orgasm of your life staring into the eyes of Miss $Gray. The two of you look down to see puddles of your jizz covering her legs. She smiles at it, while you violently return to the reality of the situation.<</if>> [[School 5 Chastity 3<-Continue][$GrayR to $GrayR + 1]]

<<set $SpatOn to $SpatOn + 1>>\ Struggling to refuse verbally, it is only through your grunts and inaction that Miss $Gray realizes you won't do what she asked. "How Disappointing. I generously give you the opportunity to redeem yourself and you let your pride get in the way." As much as her words hurt you, it is not until you look up, only to have her spit on your face, that you feel truly defeated. "Most people would be begging to kiss such a beautiful woman's feet. You will certainly learn in time." <<if $GrayR gt -3>>With your refusal, you think her patience may have worn thin. Her hand gets faster, and you are moments away from cumming when you look at her grinning face. You have the most powerful orgasm of your life staring into the eyes of Miss $Gray. The two of you look down to see puddles of your jizz covering her legs. She smiles at it, while you violently return to the reality of the situation.\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -2>>With your refusal, you think her patience may have worn thin. She tells you to jerk faster, and you are moments away from cumming when you look at her grinning face. You have the most powerful orgasm of your life staring into the eyes of Miss $Gray. The two of you look down to see puddles of your jizz covering her legs. She smiles at it, while you violently return to the reality of the situation.<</if>> [[School 5 Chastity 3<-Continue][$GrayR to $GrayR - 1]]

<<set $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1>>\ <<set $Horny to 0>>\ <<set $Stress to $Stress - 2>>\ <<set $CC1 to 3>>\ As the cum on your teacher's legs begins to dry, you realize that you are in a very real room, with a very real teacher, and this is not a fantasy. Miss $Gray lets you rest for a moment before reminding you of your new school situation. She grabs the chastity cage from her desk before kneeling in front of you, in what would normally be a very sexual position, but this is quite the opposite of that. She fits the ring around your tired cock and balls, before taking the plastic tube and connecting it to the ring. She ensures the lock works correctly before standing back up. The transparent cage allows you a perfect view of your penis, but when you reach down and touch it, you feel a totally alien material. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/JzSHHp1H/Chastity-cage-transparent.jpg]] <<if $PantiesM is 1>>Miss $Gray pulls your boxers up, leaving you to see the clear outline of your new jewelry.\ <<elseif $PantiesA is 1>>Miss $Gray then pulls your panties delicately up over your new piece of jewelry. Through the thin material of $Ash 's panties, you can very clearly see the outline of the chastity cage. To your surprise, Miss $Gray even plants a small kiss on top of your caged and pantied penis.<</if>> Your teacher, as if she hadn’t asserted her control enough today, takes the small metallic key from the box, and places it around her necklace. "I hope I do not need to remind you of your situation. Hopefully, this device will do its job over the weekend, and by Monday, you wouldn't dream of perving on any girls." Without sexual hormones playing tricks on your mind, you realize how bizarre the situation is, and just how little power you have. "But wait, what if there's a problem with it? What if it hurts? Or itches? Or.." "I'll know if it does." She calmly assures. "But how?" "Do not worry, $name , if there's a serious issue, I will know." //How could she possibly know? This thing is made out of plastic, so it's not like she would be told electronically// "Is there something else you need?" You are left utterly perplexed by the whole situation, but you decide to leave, even if it's just to avoid angering Miss $Gray. It’s not like begging would change her mind anyway. [[School 5f<-Leave]]

<<set $H to 17>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] You walk out of Farrix and head home. Before you begin that journey though, a soft hand places itself on your shoulder. It’s $Ash . <<if $StoleLipstick is 1>><<set $AshR to $AshR + 1>>"Hey, $name , wait, are you wearing lipstick?" Your face once more turns a familiar shade of red. You are about to give some lame excuse when she interjects "I think you look cute with it on. Anyway, how come you're leaving so late?"\ <<elseif $StoleLipstick is 0>>"Hey, $name , what are you leaving so late for?"<</if>> "I had a... meeting with Miss $Gray . Turns out I'm going to be a full time student at Farrix." Her face lights up at hearing your news "Really? That's awesome!" She rushes in to give you a hug. "But how come?" "It's kind of complicated..." "Oh, right. So if you're going to be at Farrix, would you like to hang out some more? You can come to my house before school on Monday if you want." This time your face lights up. "I would love to.” She lets you walk her home so that you know where she lives. Thankfully, it’s between your house and Farrix, so it won’t be a detour. <<if $AshR gt 2>>You two say goodbye to each other. As you are about to walk away, she pulls you in for a kiss, and you can even see a lipstick print you left behind on her lips. Looking at your lips once more, she gives you another compliment about it before waving goodbye.\ <<elseif $AshR lt 3>>You two say goodbye to each other. As you are about to walk away, she gives you a teasing kiss on the cheek before heading inside.<</if>> //What an eventful week// [[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] <<if $Stress gt 9>>You feel too stressed to not go straight home<</if>>\ <<if $Stress lt 10>>[[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>>

<<set $HF1 to 2>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/VkY1VCt8/Longue.jpg]] $Hannah is sinking into the couch after an undoubtedly exhaustive week of work. The TV is on, playing some interchangeable trashy show, but your step sister is much more interested in her phone, which she’s using to browse for perfume. "Hey $name . How was your first week in our neck of the woods?" "Eventful" you laugh. The response doesn’t do the truth justice, but you’re still comprehending everything that’s happened anyway. "It turns out I'm going to be attending Farrix for the rest of the year." “I know. Your tutor, what’s her name, Miss $Gray (?) called and warned me. She seems lovely.” //Lovely. Right.// "How do you feel about that?" [[Hannah Friday 1a<-Complain]] [[Hannah Friday 1b<-Be optimistic]]

[[Room<-Return]] <<if $Fem lt 19>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/4dC3p9bN/Razor-blue.jpg]]<<else>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/dQ6qVXX0/Razor-pink.jpg]]<</if>> <<if $Razors is 0>>You don't have enough razors to shave.<<else>>You have $Razors razors.<</if>> <<if $Razors gt 0 and $H lt 23 and $H gt 7 and $Fem gt 14>>[[Shave legs]] - <</if>> <<if $ShaveLegs is 0>>Your legs are still incredibly smooth, leaving you feeling luxuriously sexy.\ <<elseif $ShaveLegs gt 100>>Your leg hair is like that of any other man.\ <<elseif $ShaveLegs gt 7>>Your neglected legs look like those of a typical man's.\ <<elseif $ShaveLegs gt 4>>Your legs are starting to both feel and look hairy.\ <<elseif $ShaveLegs gt 0>>Your legs are still silky smooth.<</if>> <<if $PillsD is 1>>\ It's not safe to take anymore pills today.\ <<elseif $Fem gt 36>>\ [[Pills<-Take pills][$Pills to $Pills + 1, $M to $M + 15, $PillsD to 1]]<</if>><<if $Pills is 1>> The bottle of boob pills $Ash gave you lives inconspicuously in a cabinet, still untouched by you.\ <<elseif $Pills lt 6 and $Pills gt 0>>The bottle of boob pills that $Ash instructed you to use have yet to show any effect.\ <<elseif $Pills lt 13 and $Pills gt 0>>As if from a nightmare, you have a pair of small, A cup boobs hanging on your chest.\ <<elseif $Pills lt 20 and $Pills gt 0>>Your developing body sports 2 fair, B cup boobs.\ <<elseif $Pills gt 19>>The C cup boobs resting on your chest are easily noticeable in the mirror, but are also easy to observe for everyone else.<</if>>\ <<if $PaintedFingers is 0>>Your fingernails are unnoteworthy.\ <<elseif $PaintedFingers gt 7>>Your fake nails are still long and pointy.\ <<elseif $PaintedFingers gt 5>>Your painted nails are still in pristine condition.\ <<elseif $PaintedFingers gt 2>>Your painted nails are beginning to show the signs off everyday life by their chipped tips.\ <<elseif $PaintedFingers gt 0>>Your painted nails are heavily showing wear and tear. They’re just as much painted as they aren’t.<</if>> <<if $PaintedToes is 0>>Your toenails are natural and dull.\ <<elseif $PaintedToes gt 5>>Your painted toenails still look as though they’re fresh from a pampering pedicure.\ <<elseif $PaintedToes gt 2>>Your pedicured feet are showing signs of damage. Fortunately, there’s not much cause for people to see them.\ <<elseif $PaintedToes gt 0>>Your neglected toenails are begging for some love. The remnants of nails polish still cling to them, but they won’t be for much longer.<</if>> <<if $LipstickB is 1>>Your lips are tinted with a cute pink lipstick. <<elseif $LipstickC is 1 and $StoleLipstick is 1>>Your lips are tinted with your teacher’s red lipstick. It’s as sexy and vibrant as it is obvious<<elseif $LipstickC is 1 and $StoleLipstick is 0>>Your lips are tinted with a gorgeous shade of red.<<elseif $LipstickD is 1>>Your lips are tinted with a dark shade of red which straddles a tentative line between sexy and gothic.<<elseif $LipstickE is 1>>Your lips are tinted with an alternative shade of orange.<<elseif $LipstickF is 1>>Your lips are tinted with a gothic shade of purple.<<elseif $LipstickG is 1>>Your lips are tinted black like a true emo.<<elseif $LipstickA is 1>>Your lips are tinted with a nearly (but not quite) invisible shade of nude lipstick.<<else>>Your lips are unmarked.<</if>> <<if $BlushA is 1>>An adorable shade of pink blush decorates your cheeks.<<elseif $BlushB is 1>>A sultry shade of red blush decorates your cheeks.<<else>>Your cheeks are undecorated by any powder.<</if>> <<if $FoundationA is 1>>A perfect, second layer of skin is granted by the foundation you’re wearing. <</if>><<if $ConcealerA is 1>>Concealer helps to hide dark patches beneath your eyes. <</if>><<if $MascaraA is 1>>Painted dark and long, your eyelashes are undeniably lascivious. <</if>><<if $EyelinerA is 1>>A black waterline helps draw attention to your eyes. <</if>><<if $EyeShadowA is 1>>Well applied eyeshadow adds beauty to your eyes with attractive colors. <</if>><<if $PiercingEar is 1 and visited("Ash C3 12-")>>\ Your ears are still flaunting a pair of holes - a permanent reminder of your refusal to follow $Ash 's commands.\ <<elseif $PiercingEar is 1>> Your ears flaunt a pair of holes for storing decorative jewelry.<</if>>\ <<if $TattooArmsBear is 1>> Your forearm shows a cute display of your friendly, and totally not incredibly perverted and unfair, relationship with your teacher, $Gray2 .<</if>>\ <<if $TattooWombHeart is 1>> Your belly(or womb, if you had one) shows off an artful piece exemplifying the girlish essence forced upon you.<</if>>\ <<if $TattooAssAsh is 1>> Perhaps even more humiliating than your chastity cage, the tattoo on your ass procliaming you as property of $Ash will make any trip to the beach much more humiliating.<</if>>\ <<if $VoiceSurgery is 1>> The shape of your throat has been been permanently alterered thanks to the mad geniuses in the science department.<</if>>\ <<if $HeelSurgery is 1>> The musculature of your legs has will forever be tuned to the sound of high heels.\<</if>>

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/VkY1VCt8/Longue.jpg]] "This town is so stupid! Why do the schools here have to be separated by gender anyway?" "I agree, it's really backwards. Hopefully it’ll change in the future. But would you really rather be at an all boy’s school like Morton? I’m sure you’ve been spending this past week ogling your classmates to death.” You hope she would think that because you’re a guy in general, not for any reason specific to you. <<if visited("School 5-1 Screw 1") or visited("School 5-1 Cam 1")>> //If she only knew what I did earlier today…I think she’d kick me out the house//<</if>> “Hey! I’m not that bad!” “Yeah, that’s what all guys think, but you definitely couldn’t be as bad as some of the people I work with. I caught my boss checking me out 5 separate times today.” You do feel sympathy for $Hannah , even if you have been part of the issue she’s complaining about. That said, she’s still dressed in the outfit she wore to work today, complete with a tiny tight skirt, and a white blouse pressed tautly against her breasts… [img[https://i.postimg.cc/LXWdLbhL/Hannah-1.jpg]] You brush away those deviant thoughts, and return your head back to the conversation. “I can imagine that would be infuriating.” “No kidding. He’s married too! I always thought guys would lose those tendencies after tying themselves down, but if anything, it’s the opposite.” The two of you decide to watch a movie together. $Hannah selects a horror movie fresh from the 80's. It's filled with blood, screams and even naked boobs. You thought it might get awkward seeing sex on TV with your step sister, but she seems to really enjoy it. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/k5xDdtWM/Horror-movie.jpg]] The B-rate movie did little to scare you, but $Hannah seems tired after, so she retires for the night, leaving you to go back to your room. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $HannahR to $HannahR + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 2]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/VkY1VCt8/Longue.jpg]] "It could be worse, I suppose. Actually, I think I even managed to make a friend." "Really?" $Hannah forgets to hide her shock. "Hey, don't act so surprised!" You laugh. "Have any girls caught your eye yet? Any special lady to bring home for me to meet?" You consider your relationship with $Ash . Neither of you have mentioned if you’re an item, but maybe that will change with you now being at Farrix full time. Of course, there might always be someone else there for you. You’ve only been there a week after all. Realizing you may have been thinking it over for too long, you simply answer "not yet." “That’s fine. There’s enough time for something to develop. If anything, it’s probably a good thing you haven’t found someone so quickly. You don’t want to rush into something with a girl when you barely know her. People can be crazy, so figure them out first before you commit.” The two of you decide to watch a movie together. $Hannah selects a horror movie fresh from the 80's. It's filled with blood, screams and even naked boobs. You thought it might get awkward seeing sex on TV with your step sister, but she seems to really enjoy it. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/k5xDdtWM/Horror-movie.jpg]] The B-rate movie did little to scare you, but $Hannah seems tired after, so she retires for the night, leaving you to go back to your room. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $HannahR to $HannahR + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 2]]

<<set $LaundryDetergent to $LaundryDetergent - 1>>\ <<set $Money to $Money + 15>>\ <<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>\ <<set $WeekChores to $WeekChores + 1>>\ <<set $Stress to $Stress + 2>>\ <<set $C4 to 2>>\ <<if $ChoresPunish gt 2>> Per Miss $Gray ‘s demands, you ensure your maid uniform is flattering on your body. And thanks to the perverted genius of your step sister, there's a pair of ankle cuffs connecting your legs together. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/QxsMmm92/Maid-chore.png]]\ <<elseif $House gt 1>> Per Miss $Gray ‘s demands, you ensure your maid uniform is flattering on your body. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/QxsMmm92/Maid-chore.png]]<</if>>\ <<if $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>One of the few areas of maintenance in your twisted household that $Ash actually cares about is the laundry. She doesn’t care enough to do it herself, naturally, not when she has you to do it for her. But by and large, as long as her clothes look clean, $Ash won’t raise an issue. You begin by compiling yours and hers clothes, both outerwear and lingerie. After sorting them into darks, lights and whites, you load them into the washing machine.\ <<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>Whilst clean clothing isn’t the highest priority for, $Hannah values fresh apparel greatly, but even that is eclipsed by Miss $Gray ‘s absolute requirement that all clothes washed, dried and ironed in the house be done so with the utmost care, and comes with the threat of a stiff spanking otherwise. To start off the chore, you compile yours, $Hannah ‘s and Miss $Gray ‘s dirty clothes. Of course, your teacher doesn’t think you should be trusted with her more intimate apparel. Even in your chastised state, you could easily dirty her panties with your precum, or so she claims. And her sway with $Hannah means that the only lingerie you get to wash today is your own. After sorting the outerwear that you’re actually allowed to handle into colors, you load them into the washing machine.\ <<elseif $Home is 0>>While clean clothes isn’t the highest priority for you, $Hannah values fresh smelling outfits for work, so she’s more than happy whenever you decide to do a load of laundry. You begin by compiling yours and hers clothes, then organize them by dark, light and white. After that, you toss one of the piles into the washing machine, adding a cleansing capsule to remove all the stubborn stains and bacteria, just as the box promises to. <</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/qR4wqkKg/Washing-machine-1.jpg]] You hypnotically watch the clothes spin about the drum so enticingly. Each time the drum revolves, the clothes lap back on themselves, like an ouroboric amalgamation of attire. <<if $Home is 2>>The spiral looks so familiar… <</if>>The process is repeated with the other groups of clothes, whilst the previous load dries. And after the final set of clothing is done drying, you set about ironing them. <<if $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>$Ash ‘s skimpy choice in clothing is not only hot when it’s on her, but useful when you have to iron it. Methodically, you remove the creases in her tube tops, tiny skirts and whorish dresses. Then you do the same with your own, slightly less slutty items. Putting the clothes away proves surprisingly hard, especially when it comes to the lingerie, but eventually, you’re able to remember whose thong is whose, and rest after having done your task.\ <<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>Between the three of you, there’s a lot of clothing that needs to be ironed, and with Miss $Gray ‘s meticulousness ringing in your ears, you end up ironing pieces of clothing multiple times each. Eventually though, you’ve cleaned all of the clothing in the house that needed to be cleaned. Since Miss $Gray doesn’t let you into the closet or drawers in her and $Hannah ‘s room, you simply leave their clothing on the bed, and put your own away.\ <<elseif $Home is 0>>Ironing the clothes proves annoyingly hard. Of course, you don’t have to iron $Hannah ‘s lingerie, but fondling the skirt where her pussy and ass have rested, or the blouse which her breasts have struggled against, is irresistible. After struggling through that tease, you put the clothes away, exhausted from your task. <</if>> <<if $ChoresPunish gt 2>>[[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3]]<<else>>[[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3]]<</if>>

<<set $Fem to 1>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]]<<if visited("School 2-1 Commando")>> Even in the fast moving corridors of Farrix, your head is lowered even more so that if someone does see your panties, you don’t have to deal with their reaction. <</if>> You head to your first lesson with Miss $Gray . With her new control over you, the lesson feels completely different. <<if $GrayR gt -1>>She acts like Friday's events aren't even in her memory, which only leads you to be more confused.<<elseif $GrayR lt 0>>She seems to be harsher to you today. She wants you to answer more questions than usual, and is harsher when you get them wrong.<<elseif $PantiesA is 1>>Throughout the lesson, $Ash looks at you constantly, with occasional glances to your butt, reminding you that she knows your secret.<</if>> <<if $GrayR lt -1>>At the end of the lesson, Miss $Gray subtly reminds you to visit her at the end of the day. //Finally! Freedom!// She also tells you that she wants you to come to her room at lunch. //Hooray! Detention!//\ <<else>>At the end of the lesson, Miss $Gray subtly reminds you to visit her at the end of the day.<</if>> <<if $AshR gt 1 and $GrayR gt -2>>The lesson ends, and you walk out with $Ash . The two of you talk for a while, and she says you should meet outside room 68 again at lunch to hang out, before you head in different directions to go to your next lesson.\ <<elseif $AshR gt 1>>The lesson ends, and you walk out with $Ash . It's a pleasant conversation, but it ends unfortunately quickly once you have to go to your next lesson.\ <<elseif $AshR lt 2>>The lesson ends. As you are about to look to your left to talk to $Ash , you realize that she has already left.<</if>> [[School 2-1c Lesson<-Continue]]

<<set $Fem to 3>>\ <<set $AshR to $AshR + 1>>\ <<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>\ <<set $H to 8>>\ <<set $M to 0>>\ <<set $CC1 to 3>>\ You ensure your chastity cage is secure and locked, as per Miss $Gray 's instructions, before you head to school. Before going to Farrix, you go to $Ash 's house, not knowing what to expect. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] Just as you are about to knock on the door, $Ash opens it, and greets you inside. You once again go upstairs to her room. As soon as she shuts the door behind you, she rushes up to you and puts her arms around you. She looks up at you seductively. "Did you wear them?" You reply with a nervous nod, and she replies with a smile. "Can I see them?" <<if $AshR gt 2>>You unzip your pants, as she confirms that you are wearing her panties and she thanks you with a kiss.<</if>>\ <<if $AshR lt 3>>You slowly go to unzip your pants, but $Ash is too impatient, so she pulls your pants down for you. "Hey!" You try to argue, but she is too interested in what you are wearing.<</if>> "Thank you $name . You have no idea how sexy I find you right now." Her hands move over your body, and rest on your butt. "But do you want to know what I would find even sexier?" "What's that?" "I would just love it if you weren't wearing my own panties, but your own." "What!?" "You heard me. I want you to get your own pair of panties. I don't care how or where you get them from. I want to know you're serious about wanting me. Don't you think it's quite an easy thing to do if it means you get to touch me?" You nod, mesmerised as she teases you with her body. Her teasing movement then stops. "Excellent! Come here again before school and I'll show you how appreciative I can be." With that promise, your mind is made up. //I can't imagine how humiliating it would be to buy them from the mall, so that's not an option, but I do know $Hannah will be at work for a few hours after I finish school.// [[School 2-2b<-Continue]]

<<set $Panties1 to 1, $PantiesA to 1, $PantiesM to 0>>\ <<set $WornPanties to 1>>\ Realizing you have no other choice, you agree with her. "Okay then." "You want to wear my panties?" She asks, as if she wanted you to say it. "Well it's the only option." She goes to her bedside drawer and searches for a moment before taking out a pair of pink knickers, and handing them to you. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Zn642XJB/Pink_panties_event.png]] "Do they have to be pink?" "Sorry" she replies, shrugging her shoulders. You pull the panties up to your waist, thankful to be covering your cage again. Looking in $Ash 's mirror, you see yourself. Bizarrely, you can't help but be somewhat turned on, but you choose to believe that’s only because of the lady in the room. And she seems comparably turned on herself. "Wow. You look really cute!" //Just what every man wants to be// You're surprised that she sounds genuine, and she even gives you another kiss of encouragement. "In fact, I think I want to see you like this more." "Wait, really?" "Yes, why don't you come here again tomorrow? And be wearing these sexy panties." You agree, realizing you would do worse to get closer to a girl far less into you.. After that, you pull your pants up, ensuring your zipper is up, and leave for Farrix with $Ash . [[School 2-1b<-Continue]]

<<set $AshR to $AshR - 1>>\ <<set $Panties1 to 1, $PantiesA to 1, $PantiesM to 0>>\ <<set $WornPanties to 1>>\ "No thanks, I'll pass." "Are you sure?" "I think I'll survive for one day without underwear." “Wait, are you sure? It’s not a great idea for your skin, you know, and I have some plain panties…” “It’ll be fine, but thanks anyway.” She seems a little saddened, but then she seems to empathize with your situation. “I suppose you’re right. I’ll help you with your zipper then.” Admittedly, you don’t understand why she’d think you’d need help, but you won’t complain if she wants to go near your dick again. You can barely see her finger as she moves up to your flier, but that’s when you hear something distinct, and feel unexpected pressure on your pants. $Ash looks up, with an apologetic grin etched across her face. “Sorry.” In her hand is the small zip that she was toying with. Somehow, she managed to rip it off. “I don’t know how it happened. Sometimes I just don’t know my own strength.” When you inspect your flier, you’re disheartened to learn that it broke when it was unzipped - meaning someone could very well see inside your pants from the right angle. “That’s going to be a problem. People seeing your underwear is embarrassing, but having people see your penis? That’s exposure. Well, tough luck I suppose.” You know that’s she right. And even if it weren’t illegal, it would be incredibly humiliating if word got around school that you were in a chastity cage. Being the only boy at Farrix, you don’t need another reason for people to stare at you. You’re left with only one option. Fortunately, $Ash said they were pretty plain. “Wait, do you think I could have some of your underwear after all?” “Oh, my panties? Do you want to wear my panties now, $name ?” Furiously blushing, you have to pathetically utter what she wants you to hear. "Yes. Can I wear your panties…please?" She smiles at realizing you've come to your senses, before heading over to her underwear drawer, searching for a moment before tossing you a pair. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Zn642XJB/Pink_panties_event.png]] What you catch sinks your heart once more. “I thought you said they were plain.” "They are. Now come on, we don’t want to be late for Miss $Gray , do we? Put your panties on and stop complaining.” You do as she suggests, putting on the panties beneath your pants. The small slither of pink at your crotch will hopefully go unnoticed. Sadly, your hand can’t keep it covered all day. That would be an even worse look. $Ash and you walk to Farrix together. [[School 2-1b<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 10>>\ You head to your next lesson. <<if $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 1>>Not only do the whispers commence from the moment you enter the classroom, so too does the awkward glance from your teacher. Mr Hawt, in character with how nice he’s been since your start at Farrix, gives you an encouraging gaze, but no doubt he’s more than aware of all the rumors perpetuated by the students in same class as you right now.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 2>>Mr Vils reaction to your entry is as neutral as it always has been, and likely always will be. If $Jen did try to bring up your sissyness to him, he’d probably get annoyed at her for discussing something not related to mathematics. For once in your life, you’re glad to have such a hardass of a teacher.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 3>>Nevermind the rest of the students, your teacher can barely stifle her giggles enough to welcome you to the classroom. Miss Bulthrough clearly keeps her ear close to the ground, and she’s getting in on the jokes almost more than the students are. “Oops, I think I lost my lipstick. Does anyone know where it went?” The encouraged class looks at you, before your teacher realizes she “misplaced it.”\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 4>>Rather than demand your classmates’ torment of you stops, Miss Green thinks it would be more effective to diagnose why they think it’s okay to mock someone so blatantly. She openly conjectures that maybe they secretly feel pity for you, or perhaps they genuinely feel so superior that they can mock you without consequence. She also posits that classmates may just be following the “tribe leader”, and following someone else’s footsteps who’s teasing you. And then she gets to diagnosing you. “One of the things I disagree with Freud on is penis envy. You see, I don’t feel it’s restricted to women. My theory is that people with small penises, perhaps like you, envy other men, and thus feel a sense of inferiority.” Suffice to say, you’d rather your teacher spend the hour slapping you with papers than inadvertently humiliating you like this, but you never did get an option.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 5>>"Miss $Gilda , did you know that $name is a sissy?” One classmate blurts out at the beginning of the hour, much to the laughter of the rest of the class, save you. “And?” “Well, it means he likes to we…” “That’s relevant how? I’m trying to teach you the meaning of life and you’re too busy thinking and distracting me and the rest of the class with these vapid comments. Did you know Plato considered the body and its senses a distraction for the soul? I would consider this great proof of that. Detention for you.” Your teacher’s harsh put down means that, at least for the next hour, you don’t have to listen to any mockery.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 3>>The whispers have already begun from the moment you enter the classroom. “You know Molly, I bet he has more panties than you!” one girl teases. “Shut up! You should be nicer to him anyway. I hear sissies are really sensitive. You wouldn’t want him to start crying, would you?” “You know, that would be really funny!”\ <<else>>Your teacher welcomes you with much more of a greeting than you get from the students.<</if>> <<if $Day3 is 1 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Jz0hBntZ/Science.jpg]] "Okay, can someone tell me what the opposite of a dominant allele is? Alice?" The girl thinks for a moment before proudly shouting "submissive!" The class starts laughing, and you can see Mr Hawt looking slightly confused. You soon stop paying attention to the lesson, and start paying attention to the girls and the rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 1 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Jz0hBntZ/Science.jpg]] Once the science lesson begins, you inevitably and immediately tune out and admire the beauty of the girls around you. It’s fortunate that this isn’t a practical session, else you probably would have spilled several bottles and flasks of chemicals. Fortunately, Mr Hawt is far too kind to even bring up your likely obvious staring, and that’s assuming he even noticed.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 2 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Bv1QMVTv/Maths.jpg]] “Can anyone tell me what the opposite of a numerator is? Megan?” The silent class turns their attention to the girl, who is visibly struggling. “A dominator?” The class now erupts in laughter, the girl’s face turning red. You soon stop paying attention to the lesson, and start paying attention to the girls. The rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 2 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Bv1QMVTv/Maths.jpg]] As soon as you sit down, you start staring at the cute girls around you. //How could they seriously expect me to do arithmetic in a school filled with such hot women?// Fortunately, Mr Vils is much more laid back than Miss $Gray , so the lesson goes by without issue.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 3 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/MKdTTRZz/English.jpg]] “The act of her standing in the doorway is less physical and more symbolic, as it’s representative of…” You soon stop paying attention to the lesson, and start paying attention to the girls, as well as admiring Miss Bullthrough’s body. The rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 3 and $Horny gt 5>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/MKdTTRZz/English.jpg]] Once the door closes and you’re sat down, you immediately start staring at the girls around you. As you’re admiring a particularly attractive girl at the front of the class, Miss Bullthrough asks you a question, and her gaze tells you she knows exactly what you were doing. You do your best to answer, but the only thing you’ve learnt from this lesson is that boobs are better than books. When the attention goes away from you, you try to be a bit subtler. Instead, you look at your teacher’s generous rear whenever she’s writing on the board, which is hardly a downgrade. The rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 4 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/sgLgPrZ8/Psychology.jpg]] ”As I’m sure you’re all aware, Freud’s idea of the Oedipus complex has largely been debunked, though I’m sure he’d have a field day with all the step-mom porn on the internet.” The only response to Miss Green’s joke is seemingly crickets. You soon zone out, and decide to take the other students as case studies on what turns you on the most.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 4 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/sgLgPrZ8/Psychology.jpg]] When you’re presented with the option between outdated psychological theories and hot uniformed women, you know it’s hardly an option at all. And while some blue balled psychologist might want to analyze your choices like those, you’d rather just admire boobs and butts when you can.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 5 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/3JKNY9TL/Philosophy.jpg]] ”Okay class, get ready, because today we’re tackling the ontological argument. First, I’d like you to think of something which exists in the mind, but not reality, for instance, like Winnie the Pooh.” //Hmm…Catwoman?…Mmm….Catwoman…// “Now, think of something which exists in the mind and in reality, like someone famous.” //Hmm…Riley Reid?...Mmm…Riley Reid…// “Now think of something which exists in reality, but not in your mind.” //Wait…how can I possibly think of something which does not exist in the mind?// You zone out soon after, thinking of Catwoman and Riley Reid.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 5 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/3JKNY9TL/Philosophy.jpg]] Almost as soon your butt lands in its seat, your mind has gone wandering, missing potentially life changing ideas in favor of a fantasy of an ethereal handjob. With how complex philosophy is, if you ever wanted to pay attention, you’d have to be much less horny.<</if>> [[2-1d Lunch<-Continue][$H to 12]]

<<set $H to 16>>\ <<set $CC1 to 2>>\ The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you’re surprised, though thankful, when the final bell rings, signaling that students can go home. Unless, of course, they are locked in a chastity cage, in which case they must go see Miss $Gray . You enter room 68 after the class empties. "$name , how was your weekend in your little cage? Any problems with it?" //Well apart from the fact that my penis was locked up like a serial killer, no, there were no serious problems// "It's uncomfortable!" "Well maybe if you learned to control that little thing then that wouldn't be an issue. And I also wouldn't have to take these measures. But, as promised, I will give you the key. You will give it to me in our lesson tomorrow, and then you may have it back later." She slides the key across the table, and you hastily grab it. "Don't lose it" she jests. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/MGbDPrzJ/Gray-key.jpg]] //Freedom!// You leave the classroom before Miss $Gray finds another way to ruin your day. <<if visited("School 2-1 Commando")>>[[School 2-1 Pants fix<-Finish the day]]<<else>>[[School 2-1f<-Finish the day]] <</if>>

<<set $H to 16>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] You walk out the school, chastity key in pocket, wondering what to do with the rest of your day. [[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] <<if $Stress gt 9>>You feel too stressed to not go straight home<</if>>\ <<if $Stress lt 10>>[[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>>

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] You head to your first lesson with Miss $Gray . With her new control over you, the lesson feels completely different. At the start of the lesson, you head to her desk to slide her the key. She takes it, and confirms with a brief and subtle feel of your cage under her desk that your cage is actually on. <<if $PantiesA is 0>>$Ash soon walks in after you. You try to make eye contact, but she completely ghosts you, as she does for the rest of the lesson.<</if>> You head to your first lesson with Miss $Gray . With her new control over you, the lesson feels completely different. <<if $GrayR gt -1>>She acts like Friday's events aren't even in her memory, which only leads you to be more confused.<<elseif $GrayR lt 0>>She seems to be harsher to you today. She wants you to answer more questions than usual, and is harsher when you get them wrong.<<elseif $PantiesA is 1>>Throughout the lesson, $Ash looks at you constantly, with occasional glances to your butt, reminding you that she knows your secret.<</if>> <<if $GrayR lt -1>>At the end of the lesson, Miss $Gray subtly reminds you to visit her at the end of the day. //Finally! Freedom!// She also tells you that she wants you to come to her room at lunch. //Hooray! Detention!//\ <<else>>At the end of the lesson, Miss $Gray subtly reminds you to visit her at the end of the day.<</if>> <<if $AshR gt 1 and $GrayR gt -2>>The lesson ends, and you walk out with $Ash . The two of you talk for a while, and she says you should meet outside room 68 again at lunch to hang out, before you head in different directions to go to your next lesson.\ <<elseif $AshR gt 1>>The lesson ends, and you walk out with $Ash . It's a pleasant conversation, but it ends unfortunately quickly once you have to go to your next lesson.\ <<elseif $AshR lt 2>>The lesson ends. As you are about to look to your left to talk to $Ash , you realize that she has already left.<</if>> [[Continue->School 2-2c Lesson]]

<<if $Horny gt 10>><<set $Horny to 10>><</if>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/15KqSV3t/Porn-1.jpg]] <<if $StraightPornEdge is 1>>As you feel your cock begin to familiarly twitch, you suddenly let go of it, ceasing all stimulation. If your cock had a voice, you’re sure it'd be yelling at you, but riding the edge feels so good, particularly when you repeat the process, which you decide countless times over the hour. Each somehow seems to get further than the last, yet you masterfully don’t cum. And each moment of riding the edge also seems to be more heavenly than the last. You only decide to stop when you don’t think you could control yourself anymore, and also seeing how long you sunk into your debauched activity. [[Computer<-Return][$StraightPornEdge to 0, $H to $H + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 2, $TimesEdged to $TimesEdged + 1]]\ <<elseif $StraightPornCum is 1>>The porn stars are now going at it like they’ve got a day left on earth. The man is fucking the girl at at least 200bpm, and each thrust between her legs and into her juicy vagina creates a slapping sound that’s still audible by the time he thrusts again. The loudest noise in the scene though is by far the woman’s moans, which the whole neighborhood could probably hear. But maybe the man is up for round 2, and he’ll pay the neighbors a visit later. Her moans crescendo as the man’s grunting gets more aggressive. The woman’s orgasm is obviously fake, but that doesn't stop you from getting off to her screaming, and you orgasm in unison with the man. While he got to use a woman as a condom, your load was shot into a bundle of tissues, which you then tossed in the trash, eager to forget another instance of watching porn followed by the inevitable post nut clarity. [[Computer<-Continue][$Horny to 0, $H to $H + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 2, $StraightPornCum to 0, $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1]]\ <<elseif $CC1 lt 2 and $CC2 lt 2 and $CC3 lt 2>>You look up “porn” on your browser, not even caring to add any adjectives to the search term. In a few seconds, there’s millions of teasing and tantalizing videos at your fingertips. You can only dream of getting through them all in a single lifetime, but that won’t stop you from trying. The video you decide upon, for no reason in particular, has, as all pornos do, a laughable story that’s just as likely to make you laugh as it is to make you cum. But after just a couple of minutes of the large breasted and large assed woman in the clip stripping, seducing and then sucking, you’ve forgotten all about the story. Your brain in fact, is in the passenger seat of controlling your body. Now, it’s your dick that’s in charge. It doesn't take long for you to approach the edge. [[Vanilla porn<-Edge][$StraightPornEdge to 1]] [[Vanilla porn<-Cum][$StraightPornCum to 1]]\ <<elseif $CC1 gt 1 or $CC2 gt 1 or $CC3 gt 1>>Looking for nothing special, you search for porn on your computer, and select one of the many videos at random that pop up. The woman in the video begins undressing, before teasing the massive cock of her man. The foreplay leaves him, and you, eager to touch your respective dicks. The man in the video, can, and does, while you’re left straining against the cruel material of your chastity cage, with. The most you can touch your dick is through the tiny slit that allows you to pee, but that’s not nearly enough physical stimulation for you to cum, even when the porn stars get properly to work. The closest you get to actual masturbation is through moving the cage pitifully up and down. Precum leaks from your locked cock, but that is the closest you will get to an orgasm with the cage equipped. After getting nowhere trying to get off, you give up. [[Porn<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]<</if>>

<<set $AshSad to 1>>\ <<set $AshR to $AshR - 1>>\ <<set $H to 8>>\ <<set $M to 0>>\ <<set $CC1 to 3>>\ You ensure your chastity cage is secure and locked, as per Miss $Gray 's instructions, before you head to school. <<if $Fem is 1>>Since you aren't wearing her panties, you realize that $Ash won't react terribly well if you went to her house, so you decide to go straight to school.<</if>><<if $Fem is 3>>This broke<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] You head to your first lesson with Miss $Gray . With her new control over you, the lesson feels completely different. At the start of the lesson, you head to her desk to slide her the key. She takes, but doesn't even look at you. $Ash soon walks in after you. You try to make eye contact, but she completely ghosts you, as she does for the rest of the lesson. <<if $GrayR gt -1>>Miss $Gray acts like Friday's events aren't even in her memory, which only leads you to be more confused.<</if>>\ <<if $GrayR lt 0>>Miss $Gray seems to be harsher to you today. She wants you to answer more questions than usual, and is harsher when you get them wrong.<</if>> <<if $GrayR lt -1>>At the end of the lesson, Miss $Gray subtly reminds you to visit her at the end of the day. //Finally! Freedom!// Miss $Gray also tells you that she wants you to come to her room at lunch. //Great.//\ <<else>>At the end of the lesson, Miss $Gray subtly reminds you to visit her at the end of the day.<</if>> When you look to your left to look at $Ash , you see she has already left before you have the chance to talk to her. [[Continue->School 2-2c Lesson]]

<<set $H to 16>>\ <<set $CC1 to 2>>\ The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell rings, signaling that the students can go home. Unless, of course, they are locked in a chastity cage, in which case they must go see Miss $Gray . After room 68 empties off all the students, you enter to talk to the teacher. "Ah, $name , I'm glad to see you care about something" she teases, removing the chastity key from a drawer from her desk. "You will give it back to me in our lesson tomorrow, and then I will return it this time tomorrow." She then slides the key across the table, and you hastily grab it. "Don't lose it" she jests. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/MGbDPrzJ/Gray-key.jpg]] //Freedom!// You leave the classroom before Miss $Gray finds another way to ruin your day. <<if visited("2-2a No panties")>>[[Ash panties toilet<-Finish the day]]<<else>>[[School 2-2f<-Finish the day]]<</if>>

<<set $AshSad to 0>>\ <<set $H to 16>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] You walk out the school, chastity key in pocket, wondering what to do with the rest of your day. [[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] <<if $Stress gt 9>>You feel too stressed to not go straight home<</if>>\ <<if $Stress lt 10>>[[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>>

<<set $Fem to 6>>\ <<set $AshR to $AshR + 1>>\ <<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>\ <<set $HannahAsk to 1>>\ <<set $CC1 to 3>>\ You ensure your chastity cage is secure and locked, as per Miss $Gray 's instructions, before you head to school. Before going to Farrix, you go to $Ash 's house, not knowing what to expect. Just as you are about to knock on the door, $Ash opens it, and greets you inside. Once again, she leads you upstairs. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] You take a seat on her bed and $Ash approaches you. "So, did you do it?" You nod, still nervous about her requests. "Are you wearing them now?" <<if $AshR gt 2>>"Can I see them?" She asks, and you unzip your pants. $Ash 's eyes light up as she sees your panties. "I love them!"\ <<elseif $AshR lt 3>>She then, without asking, unzips your pants. "They are so cute!"<</if>> She inspects the panties further. <<if $PantiesB is 1>>”The red lacy design is super sexy. I’m surprised you had the guts to go buy something so slutty, though. You really made me proud $name , and horny.”\ <<elseif $PantiesD is 1>>”Admittedly, I think they’re a little boring. Aside from the cute cut and the pink lining, they’re not that girly, or even cute, but you are still wearing panties.”\ <<elseif $PantiesH is 1>>”What a feminine style. Everything from the cut to the colors to the pattern suits you down to a tee. I think these panties are perfect!”<</if>> She leans in and gives you a kiss, clearly appreciating your efforts. "I don't know how I'll be able to keep my hands off you today." Her hands are all over you. "Please tell me you have the key to your chastity cage." <<if $Horny gt 6>>You're so horny that you can't even think about not unlocking you cage.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 7>>[[School 2-3 Key<-Lie, and don't give her the key]]<</if>> [[School 2-3 No Key<-Give her the key]]

You open the room to the master bedroom - $Hannah 's bedroom. You look around to see it is mostly tidy, another reason you're thankful that she is your housemate. The room doesn't have much character, which you chalk up to $Hannah 's busy life. You go to where you assume she keeps her underwear, in the bedside drawers. There are three drawers. You assume the top two are for her underwear, and the bottom is even more personal than that. <<if $StolePanties is 0>>[[Top drawer<-Look in the top drawer][$Fem to 4, $Stress to $Stress + 1]]<<else>>You've already stolen her panties<</if>> [[Middle drawer<-Look in the middle drawer]] [[Bottom drawer<-Look in the botton drawer]] [[Room<-Return]]

<<set $StolePanties to 1>>\ You open the top drawer. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/NGCXdGDG/Hannah-panties.png]] Inside, you see a mix of panties. There's a rainbow of colors and patterns, with some simple and dull black pairs, but also a surprisingly large mix of bright pairs. There's a mix of materials, with a few cotton pairs, but also many satin and silk pairs, which you find are pleasant to the touch. //Much softer than any of my underwear...// There's also a collection of styles, with some casual boyshorts and briefs, as well as a large amount of thongs and g-strings, which probably come in handy for all the tight dresses and skirts she wears to work. There’s so many that you figure one lost pair should go unnoticed. But now the question becomes, which one? [[Top drawer 2<-A pair of red panties][$Panties2 to 1]] [[Top drawer 2<-A pair of white panties][$Panties4 to 1]] [[Top drawer 2<-A pair of blue panties][$Panties8 to 1]]

You look in the middle drawer. You see what appears to be her sock drawer, at least, that's the most comparable thing you have. Inside her drawer, however, is mostly hosiery. There's a mix of tights, pantyhose and stockings, most of which are black or nude. Her few socks show the most personality, with cool patterns and designs. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/g0zTVcv4/Pantyhose-drawer.png]] [[Steal panties<-Close the drawer]]

Curious as to what you will find inside, you open the bottom drawer. Surprisingly, there are no sex toys, forbidden magazines or anything like it. In fact, it is completely empty. //Strange// [[Steal panties<-Close the drawer]]

<<set $Horny to $Horny + 3>>\ "Actually, I don't have it. I mean, I forgot it. It’s at home." She moans in disappointment. "That is a shame. If my "thing" was locked up I'd make sure I always have the key on me." //If only I had that luxury// "Still, you did something for me" she says, teasing your caged penis through the panties "so maybe I can do something for you." You start to make out, and for a moment, you don't think she has any intention of stopping. You feel truly connected with her as her lusciously painted lips refuse to depart yours. She also can't help but continue rubbing your cage. You certainly couldn’t orgasm from the stimulation. If you could, it would make chastity far more bearable, and it doesn't do much to provide relief either, but it still feels nice. With an abrupt stop, she looks at the time. "We should probably get going - wouldn't want to be late for $Gray . But please, do me a favor, and wear them to school tomorrow. I'll have incredible dreams thinking about you if you do." After moaning something resembling agreement, you set off for Farrix together. [[School 2-3b Key<-Continue]]

<<set $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1>>\ <<set $LostKeys to 1>>\ <<set $CC1 to 3>>\ You fish out the key to your chastity cage from a trusty pocket, and hand it to $Ash . Her smile widens at realizing what a powerful tool she possesses, but fortunately, she doesn’t want to do anything cruel like Miss $Gray . After she teasingly unlocks your cage, it doesn’t take long for your penis to grow to full size. She spits on her palm, and slowly takes a hold of your penis, which she begins to stroke with the haste and energy of a tired slug. But it’s not that she’s lazy. She just wants to see the desperation in your eyes. And when your pupils reveal your inner desire for her to go faster, she graciously relents, preparing to go faster. You try to brace yourself so that the handjob can go on even longer. //Come on, $name . Don't cum right away// <<if $Horny gt 8>><<set $AshR to $AshR - 1>>After only seconds of her slowly stroking you, there’s no mental gymnastics you can do to prevent the premature, though explosive and plentiful, expulsion of jizz. Even during the rush of hormones inside you, shame is plentiful since you barely lasted a minute in a girl’s hand. $Ash wasn't expecting it, so it goes over her arm, on the floor, and even a bit on her blouse. "Wow, $name , couldn't last long, could you?" She even lets out a small laugh. Her mockery only makes your face redder. She is, however, kind enough to lock your penis back in its cage, which you appreciate in your post-orgasmic battle of bliss and embarrassment. Noticing the dispersal of cum, particularly on her white blouse, she comments "shit, I need to try to get this out." Running, her feet lead her to the bathroom. //Really? I could only last 60 seconds?// $Ash returns after a moment, with a couple of wet patches on her white blouse "Maybe give me a warning next time?" She doesn’t sound upset, but a little irritated. "Sorry." //Well, it was only my first time with a girl//\ <<elseif $Horny gt 3>>She continues stroking you slowly for a while, before picking up the pace without warning. She notices you struggling to control yourself, and smiles at realizing the power she has over you, just like she realized at handling the key. "Getting close?" She mockingly asks. You delicately balance thoughts to stall your orgasm and fantasies of this situation. In front of you, images of a dozen other girls eager to stroke your cock get you closer to the edge, and reactively, you try to think of something off putting, like school. Farrix, with all the hot women there…Not long after she picks up the pace, you stop holding back, and release an explosive torrent of cum which decorates $Ash ‘s hand and arm. The way she handles your used cock tells you she’s more than familiar with them, which you're thankful for as she gently massages it. She’s even kind enough to help lock your penis back in its cage, which you appreciate in your post-orgasmic bliss."Now that was a lot of cum $name ! You must have really needed that. I need to get this off my arm, I'll be back in a sec." She skips away to the bathroom, before quickly returning.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 4>>She continues stroking you slowly for a while, before picking up the pace without warning. She notices you struggling to control yourself, and smiles at realizing the power she has over you, just like she realized at handling the key. "Getting close?" She mockingly asks. You still have some stamina in you though, and manage to hold out for a few minutes. When $Ash realizes that she’ll have to pick up the pace once more to make you cum, she almost looks impressed. Stubbornly, as if not to be beaten, she drools into her hand some more, and uses that lubrication to take the handjob from a quickie, to a heavenly piece of 3rd base action. Pleased with yourself for making her metaphorically roll up her sleeves, you’re satisfied with what you got, and decide to not hold out any longer. $Ash smiles at you, letting you know she’s happy to receive your load, which she welcomes with a grin. Cum soars out of your dick and splats on her beautiful face, and her moans of satisfaction make it seem like she enjoyed the experience more than you did, which would be hard indeed. Your post orgasmic bliss is bolstered by the sexy sight kneeling at your feet. Cum is drying on her cheeks, eyebrows, eyelashes, lips and even a little in her hair, which she appears to take pride in. After letting you basque in your painting skills, she assists you in locking up your cock. "Wow, $name , I wasn't expecting that much. I certainly can't go to school like this though. Give me a second to wash my face." She soon returns with a smile on her face. "We should definitely do that again."<</if>> "Come on, we should be going to Farrix." You agree, inspired by the remarkable start to your day. But first, you do a customary check that your chastity cage is equipped, and that the key to it is in your pocket. The cage is undeniably on, but the key is terrifyingly absent. "Shit, where did you put the key?" "It should be on the bed." You thoroughly search the bed and even the floor for it, but the key is entirely absent. "Are you sure?" "Yes, of course I'm sure. What's the issue? I'll find it later and give them to you tomorrow." From her perspective, the logic is flawless, except she has no idea that you’re not the one who holds the key during the day. That’s Miss $Gray . You do keep looking for a few minutes, but with the continuing march of time, and $Ash insisting she will find them later, you relent, and decide to head to school with your chastity cage on and your key temporarily lost. [[School 2-3b No Key<-Continue][$Horny to 0]]

<<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>\ <<set $H to 8>>\ <<set $M to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] You head to your first lesson with Miss $Gray . With her new control over you, the lesson feels completely different. Instead of giving her the key, you head straight for your desk, hoping Miss $Gray assumes you forgot to hand it over, or maybe even that she forgets about it completely. //This is new to her as well. Probably// The lesson starts, and although Miss $Gray hasn't said anything, you're sure she's noticed the lack of metal on her desk, as she stares at you more than her suspicous eyes usually do. The other woman interested in you, $Ash , also cannot keep her eyes off you. As she constantly looks at you with a smile - a smile of someone who knows your secret. //Or two, more accurately// The bell rings, and you are certain Miss $Gray would want you to stay behind. As she finishes talking to a girl at the front of the class, you take your chance, and rush to the door. You hear no one yelling at you to comeback, so you feel safe, at least until your next lesson with Miss $Gray . [[Continue->School 2-3c No Key Lesson]]

<<set $Fem to 7>>\ <<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>\ <<set $H to 7>>\ <<if $C2 lt 0>><<set $C2 to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $C4 lt 0>><<set $C4 to 0>><</if>>\ You wake up, cover yourself with a bathrobe, and head to the kitchen. To your surprise, not only is your step sister already up, she’s leaning against the counter, looking straight at you as you enter. "Hey $Hannah ." You murmur nervously while noting her plain, if slightly concerned, expression. "$name , can I ask you something?" With a gulp that you assume was audible, you reply "sure." "Have you been in my room when I'm out at work?" "No." "Are you sure? It's just that I think I may have lost a pair of...underwear. <<if $Panties2 is 1>>They were my favorite pair, so I know I wouldn't have misplaced them." //Of course I had to take her favorite pair//\ <<elseif $Panties4 is 1>>They’re pretty plain, so I figured you might have thought they were your underwear.”\ <<elseif $Panties8 is 1>>They’re not that special, I just thought it was worth asking.”<</if>> "Sorry if I'm accusing you for nothing. They probably just got mixed up in the laundry. Plus, I don't think you're nearly pervy enough to be stealing a girl's panties." She lets out a small laugh at hearing herself say all of this. Sadly, it would take a lot more for you to laugh right now. <<if $PantiesB is 1 or $PantiesD is 1 or $PantiesH is 1>>//How am I supposed to tell her I'm wearing them right now?//<<elseif $PantiesA is 1>>//How am I supposed to tell her I did? And I'm wearing another girl's right now!//<<else>>//How am I supposed to tell her I did? At least I'm not wearing them now//<</if>> [[Confess<-Confess to stealing her panties]] [[Admit nothing]]

<<set $HannahR to $HannahR - 2>>\ <<set $HannahAsk to 2>>\ <<set $Stress to $Stress + 2>>\ "Actually..." "Yes? Do you know where they are?" "Well, yes." You struggle to find the words to explain yourself. "Well?" She says expectantly. "I actually...kind of took them." "Wait, you mean took them, as in stole them?" You nod. "$name ...I don't know what to say. I thought so much better of you. I thought I could trust you to be alone in the house, to do the laundry. But if you’re disgusting enough to do something like this, then I don’t know what to think about you." You can't help but be ashamed of yourself too. She trusted you, and you betrayed that trust, just because $Ash asked you to get some panties. //Why didn't I just lie?// "I need to think about how to handle this, but there will be consequences." Your self hatred and fear over the future begins to sky rocket. You skip breakfast, not wanting another lecture, even if it is deserved. [[Room<-Continue]]

<<set $HannahAsk to 3>>\ <<set $HannahR to $HannahR + 1>>\ “I’ve not seen them, sorry, but I’m sure they just got mixed up in the laundry” you agree. “They’ll probably turn up in a week.” She laughs, clearly feeling silly about how seriously she brought it up. “Yeah, I’m sure you’re right. I’m sorry I brought it up.” Over the breakfast table, you have a pleasant discussion, which soon allows you to forget how you were almost caught. Hopefully $Hannah does believe you, and she won’t bring it up again. But after chatting with her a while longer, you start to think something sinisterly worrying. //She sure did notice that they were missing quick// [[Room<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 8, $M to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]]<<if visited("School 2-3a") is 0>> <<set $CC1 to 3>>Before you leave for Farrix, you ensure you chastity cage is locked.<</if>>\ You head to your first lesson with Miss $Gray . With her new control over you, the lesson feels completely different. At the start of the lesson, you head to her desk to slide her the key. She takes it, and confirms with a brief and subtle feel of your cage under her desk that your cage is actually on. <<if $PantiesA is 1 or $PantiesM is 1>>$Ash soon walks in after you. You try to make eye contact, but she completely ghosts you, as she does for the rest of the lesson.<</if>> <<if $GrayR lt -1>>At the end of the lesson, Miss $Gray subtly reminds you to visit her at the end of the day. //Finally! Freedom!// She also tells you that she wants you to come to her room at lunch. //Hooray! Detention!//\ <<else>>At the end of the lesson, Miss $Gray subtly reminds you to visit her at the end of the day.<</if>> <<if $AshR gt 1 and $GrayR gt -2>>The lesson ends, and you walk out with $Ash . The two of you talk for a while, and she says you should meet outside room 68 again at lunch to hang out, before you head in different directions to go to your next lesson.\ <<elseif $AshR lt 2>>The lesson ends. As you are about to look to your left to talk to $Ash , you realize that she has already left.<</if>> [[School 2-3c Key Lesson<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 12>>\ Since you practically ran from Miss $Gray after your lesson, you didn't get a chance to ask $Ash if she wants to meet up, so you wander the halls of Farrix at lunch, until you find a quiet spot to relax and eat, all while trying to ignore the brutal thoughts of what Miss $Gray will do when she sees you next. [[School 2-3e No Key<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 16>>\ The final bell of the day rings. Normally (or whatever passes for normally these days), this would mean you would go to Miss $Gray to retrieve your chastity key, though you figure it would be for the best not to visit her and remind her you never gave it to her in the first place. You can only hope $Ash gets the key by tomorrow. That's when you realize you never agreed to meet up at her house tomorrow, so she will have to give it to you in your lesson. //And that's if she even finds it// [[School 2-3f No key<-Continue]]

<<set $AshSad to 0>>\ <<set $H to 16>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] You walk out the school, with your chastity key lost at $Ash 's house, wondering how to spend the rest of the day, hopefully by doing something to distract you from the pit you’ve dug yourself. [[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] <<if $Stress gt 9>>You feel too stressed to not go straight home<</if>>\

<<set $H to 16>>\ <<set $CC1 to 2>>\ The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell rings, signaling that the students can go home. Unless, of course, they are locked in a chastity cage, in which case they must go see Miss $Gray . After room 68 empties off all the students, you enter to talk to the teacher. "Ah, $name , I'm glad to see you care about something" she teases, removing the chastity key from a drawer from her desk. "You will give it back to me in our lesson tomorrow, and then I will return it this time tomorrow." She then slides the key across the table, and you hastily grab it. "Don't lose it" she jests. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/MGbDPrzJ/Gray-key.jpg]] //Freedom!// You leave the classroom before Miss $Gray finds another way to ruin your day. <<if visited("Steal panties")>>[[School 2-3f<-Finish the day]]<<else>>[[Ash steal panties<-Finish the day]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 8>>\ <<set $M to 0>>\ <<set $CC1 to 3>>\ With $Ash not suggesting to meet up at her house, you decide it is for the best to not go unannounced, so instead go straight to Farrix. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] Your first lesson is with Miss $Gray . As soon as you walk in, she walks to your desk and demands that you come to her room at lunch. <<if $LostKeys is 0>> You also slide her the key to your chastity cage.<</if>> //Great// <<if $LostKeys is 1>>Shortly after, $Ash walks in and sits next to you. You try to whisper to her if she's found your key, but she doesn't seem to hear or understand. It doesn't help that you wouldn't want the other girls to overhear what you are talking about, and not talking during Miss $Gray 's lessons is a good idea in general, so you opt to catch up with her later.\ <<elseif $LostKeys is 0>>Shortly after, $Ash walks in and sits down next to you. You smile flirtatiously at each other, before Miss $Gray begins the lesson.<</if>> Your teacher doesn't even seem to pay attention to you today, and you are left worrying about your meeting with her at lunch. <<if $LostKeys is 1>>At the end of the lesson, Miss $Gray dismisses all of you, and as you are about to talk to $Ash , you’re disheartened to see she’s already left. //What about my key?//\ <<else>>At the end of the lesson, Miss $Gray dismisses all of you, and as you are about to talk to $Ash , you see she’s already left.<</if>> [[School 2-4b Lesson<-Continue]]

<<set $C1 to 1>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Yqjpq8TX/Kitchen.jpg]] <<if $House gt 1>>Before your chore can begin, you make sure your maid uniform is on properly, just as Miss $Gray demands. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/QxsMmm92/Maid-chore.png]] <</if>>\ You get to work preparing dinner for the household, or at least, you try to. With you being so horny though, the smallest thing proves to be distracting. The pictograms of women cooking on the food labels only serve to increase your lust, and the cooking recipes you see online, complete with attractive women strutting sexily about a kitchen, do the same. <<if $CC1 gt 1 or $CC2 gt 1 or $CC3 gt 1>>You can feel precum leaking through your chastity cage, leaving your underwear sticky.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/TPdyg6fH/Cooking-horny.jpg]] When an hour has passed, you look at your work. A collection of random, raw foods is laid on the counter, and you haven't even turned on the oven. <<if $House gt 1>>Miss $Gray , who of course happens to be home to notice this, is similarly perplexed at your inability to cook. But that confusion transforms into disappointment and rage. “What;s the matter $name ? Too busy lusting over sexy images in your mind? That’s fine. I know the perfect cure. Something to…deter those thoughts.” She reaches into one of the cupboards, not looking for something particular, but something that can do the job. What her hand returns is a jar of pasta sauce. She isn’t looking to help you cook, or take over the reins in the kitchen, though. She has a much more devilish intention. Swiftly removing the lid, she hovers the jar above your head, and lets the entirety of its contents dribble out cruelly slowly onto your hair, which stacks up so high that it then drools over your face and neck, giving you a tomato blend of mascara. The plentiful drops that get down your back send shivers down your spine, and stain your maid dress along the way. The sauce on your face drips down like a leaking faucet onto your apron, staining the white material, and even on your heels, giving the black item a touch of color and flavor. Miss $Gray only stops when the jar is empty, or as empty as it can be without scooping more out without a knife. “You’re not worth wasting even more time on. Now get that outfit clean. And take a shower, you reek of tomatoes!” Your improvised hat sloshes around on your head as you move to get cleaning supplies for the dress. It takes a lot of scrubbing to remove the red from the white, but you eventually manage to. //What devil designed aprons that were white?// You scrub the inside as well, and also your heels, before taking a cleansing shower to clean your matted hair and body. Had you managed to cook like a proper, obedient maid, you would have actually been able to eat something nice, and wouldn’t have lost nearly as much of the day. [[Chores<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 2, $Horny to $Horny - 2, $H to $H + 4]]\ <<else>>You give up trying to cook, and just return the food to where you got it from. After an hour wasted, you return to your room. [[Chores<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $H to $H + 1]]<</if>>

<<set $H to $H + 2, $C2 to 3, $Stress to $Stress + 1>>\ <<if $Home is 0>>You take the money $Hannah has left out for you to go and resupply the groceries. You head out to the local supermarket, only to be distracted along the way. Looking at the clouds in the sky, you could swear one of them is imitating a naked women, while another seems to be resembling a dildo.\ <<elseif $Home is 1>>You take the money $Hannah has left out for you to go and resupply the groceries. You head out to the local supermarket, only to be distracted along the way. Looking at the clouds in the sky, you could swear one of them was the outline of a pair of panties, and another, just to the side of it, imitating a bra.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>You take the money $Ash has left out for you to go and resupply the groceries. You head out to the local supermarket, only to be distracted along the way. Looking at the clouds in the sky, you could swear one of them was trying to be a chastity cage. Sadly, there’s not a cloud key in sight.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>You take the money $Ash has left out for you to go and resupply the groceries. You head out to the local supermarket, only to be distracted along the way. Looking at the clouds in the sky, you could swear one of them looked exactly like Mistress $Ash’s beautiful face. Though maybe with a less flattering jawline and forehead. You shudder and try to stop looking up.\ <<elseif $Home is 4>>You take the money $Ash has left out for you to go and resupply the groceries. You head out to the local supermarket, only to be distracted along the way. Looking at the clouds in the sky, you could swear one of them was the outline of a riding crop. And just at the base of the crop, a pair of handcuffs, which form a phallic visage.<</if>> //Strange// Your walk is further distracted by a pair of young women walking their dogs in front of you. They're dressed in gym clothes, giving you a magnificent, unobstructed view of their behind. <<if $Home is 2>>Though it’s not quite as nice as Mistress $Ash ‘s rear.<</if>> You're so horny that you don't even notice that you are following them to a different place entirely. When they go inside a house, you decide to return to your original path to the supermarket. And when you do finally arrive, you find yourself wandering around the shop, getting lost in the multitude of aisles as you struggle to concentrate. There’s a small stand set up at the end of an aisle, worked by an incredibly hot woman in the store’s uniform. “Hey cutie, interested in trying this new type of chocolate?” Laid out on the table are several wrapped bars of chocolate, all infused with interesting fruits. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/3x9w3djT/Chocolate.jpg]] She encourages you to try the chocolate some more, and you can’t help but oblige her. The taste is…middling, but you only keep eating to talk to the attractive woman some more. You certainly would never buy it yourself. “So would you care to buy some?” Again, you certainly never would, but it’s almost like an out of body experience when you ignore your brain and do what the pretty lady suggests, and dump a bunch of the chocolate in your basket. After that, you take your purchase to the checkout, pay, and head home. //Wait, what about the groceries?// <<if $Home is 0>>$Hannah won't be happy that you agreed to go shopping, only to return with some crappy chocolate.\ <<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>$Hannah might be annoyed that you wasted her money but Miss $Gray will be pissed. //Hopefully she doesn’t find out//\ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>$Ash could very well be livid at you wasting money on a basket of crappy chocolate, but the chances of her noticing are very rare. She seems much more preoccupied with finding a way out of her chastity device.<</if>> [[Chores<-Continue]]

<<set setup.BreakfastHorny to ['How to know if you’re using the right foundation.', 'Could your perfume be harming your skin?', 'The top ten lipstick brands to show off your lovely teeth.', 'How to dress to avoid attention on your damaged hair.', 'Should business women be expected to wear makeup?', 'Reviewing the top dresses of the recent movie awards.', 'The long term effects of wearing high heels.', 'Is fake tan unhealthy?', 'How much should your engagement ring be?', 'How to know if your makeup is out of date.', 'Appropriate outfits for a funeral.']>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Yqjpq8TX/Kitchen.jpg]] <<set $H to $H + 1, $Stress to $Stress + 1, $C3 to 1>><<if $House gt 1>>Before your chore can begin, you make sure your maid uniform is on properly, just as Miss $Gray demands. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/QxsMmm92/Maid-chore.png]] <</if>>\ <<if $Home is 0>>You figure a great way to start the day is with a proper breakfast. And since $Hannah amazingly prepares breakfast for you on weekdays, you figure you can return that favor by making her something she would greatly appreciate today.\ <<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>While Miss $Gray hasn’t yet demanded you cook breakfasts for her on weekends (emphasis on “yet”), you figure it’s a great way to get on her good side, while also gaining yourself some appreciation money.\ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>$Ash ‘s continual avoidance for proper sustenance is something she doesn’t fret about, but you figure preparing it for her, especially on an empty day like today, is something she could get some value out of.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/TPf9XHGh/TV.jpg]] To give you some company on your solitary task, you turn on the TV, only wanting some background noise, but the angelic voices of the women on the screen ensure your eyes are kept on them. It’s not even like they’re singing, or doing anything remotely artful, or even interesting for that matter. It’s a run of the mill panel show, featuring 4 middle aged women dressed in business casual attire sitting around an obnoxiously long table. The topic of great importance this week? “<<print setup.BreakfastHorny.random()>>” There’s something so fast paced and dramatic about the dialogue, as if it’s designed to capture your attention, and the women somehow become very passionate about the topic. You would shut off the trashy show, but it’s something about the way the women are dressed that’s keeping you from looking away. Even in their pant suits and maxi dresses, you’re helpless to divert your attention to what you know you should be doing. You can feel your dick begging for attention. While you don’t give it that, you sit down to watch the show some more, first for just five minutes, and then a little longer. Before you know it, you’ve fallen victim to their trap, and the only thing you’ve prepared for breakfast is a couple ingredients that’s left on the side. You’re thankful when the show ends, as if they had just unlocked your metaphorical chains binding you to the chair. <<if $Home is 0>>At this point, it’s too late for breakfast, for $Hannah at least, so you give up on your pathetic attempt at doing something nice. [[Chores<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1, $C3 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>At this point, $Ash had already eaten a snack whilst you were mesmerized by the TV, so there’s no point in continuing your sad attempt at making breakfast. [[Chores<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1, $C3 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>Miss $Gray walks in to see you laid back on the couch. That might be an issue normally, but with you wearing your maid outfit, it’s clear you should be doing something more productive. “$name ! What do you think you’re doing? If you have the time to be lounging around when you should be doing chores, then you’re clearly not doing them properly, or enough. If you think it’s appropriate to sit and do nothing, then I’ll give you an appropriate punishment for while you sit and do nothing.” She commands you to get up and she takes your seat on the couch. Then, she commands you to get on your hands and knees on the floor. Without ever explaining what she has in store, she lays back, and uses you as a footrest. The next thing you hear is the small humming of a computer, followed by the rhythmic clapping of keys on a keyboard. You can’t see much from your position, but you know she’s on her laptop, likely marking papers and giving feedback on homework, all for students she treats far nicer than you. Your one saving solace during this is the TV, which you can still hear, and see slightly. But the one time you craned your neck up slightly, Miss $Gray picked up the remote and turned it off. Now you’ve truly got nothing. A couple hours later, your teacher seems bored of you, so she closes her laptop, and then leaves, not even telling you that you may get up. The several hours you were on your hands and knees were surprisingly therapeutic, especially combined with the clicking of keys. In the end, you can’t help but be a little calmer, and also a little less horny. [[Chores<-Continue][$H to $H + 4, $Horny to $Horny -2, $Stress to $Stress - 2, $C3 to 1]]<</if>>

<<set $LaundryDetergent to $LaundryDetergent - 1>>\ <<set $H to $H + 4>>\ <<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>\ <<set $WeekChores to $WeekChores + 1>>\ <<set $C4 to 2>>\ <<if $House gt 1>>Per Miss $Gray ‘s demands, you ensure your maid uniform is flatteringly on your body. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/QxsMmm92/Maid-chore.png]] <</if>>\ <<if $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>Ready to commence your chore, you begin by collecting all the dirty clothes in the house. Whilst the lingerie is obviously distracting for a great many reasons, between the soft materials and what’s been nestled inside, it’s even more surprising that the outerwear is also hard for you to handle without getting lewd thoughts. And it’s not even just $Ash ‘s : it’s yours too. All the beautiful womenswear is so sensual, so soft. Powering through, you sloppily divide the apparel into the order they should be washed. Whilst one load is tumbling around in the cleansing tonic of the washing machine, you’re busy fondling the rest of the dirty clothing. Even if $Ash ‘s panties aren’t stained with her vaginal fluids of sexuality thanks to her chastity belt, they’ve still been an inch from her crotch for hours on end. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/vHN0hFJS/Laundry-Ash-1.jpg]] Maybe, you ponder, rubbing the inside of her brassieres against your face, her chastisement has led her to look towards her breasts for fun. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/zGH0P25D/Laundry-Ash-2.jpg]] Her hosiery isn’t free from your devious thoughts and perverted sniffing either. Her pantyhose are kept in excellent condition, and she always wears them to school. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/FsRP0sBL/Laundry-Ash-3.jpg]] You’ve been busy in your debauched thoughts for several hours past the point where you could have put another load of laundry in the washing machine. At this rate, it’ll take a day to have it all washed, dried and ironed. After a final, comforting sniff of $Ash ‘s underwear, you resign from your impossible task.\ <<elseif $House gt 1>>Ready to commence your chore, you begin by collecting all the dirty clothes in the house. But even though the only underwear you’re allowed to touch, or even see, as Miss $Gray insists, is your own, feeling all the womenswear in your hands is sexually scintillating. You don’t need to see your stepsister’s panties, or your teacher’s bras for the task of washing clothing to be hard. 7 days per week, whether at school or home, your dominant teacher ensures your obedience, all while wearing dresses that barely contain her massive breasts. And now, you get to fondle those dresses, still with the scent of her luscious tits on them. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/VNj4zSd3/Laundry-Gray-1.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/854Hrqd4/Laundry-Gray-2.jpg]] //And chores are supposed to be a bore// It’s the same with $Hannah ‘s clothing. All her tight skirts have been stretched even tighter across her voluptuous rear everytime she goes to work. Whilst you're practically drowning in the hot items of clothing in front of the washing machine, Miss $Gray walks in on the infuriating display. “$name ! What do you think you’re doing?! I give you the honor of washing my clothes, and this is how you repay that kindness? If you’re not going to take your maidly duties seriously, I’ll have to give you a reason to. Come with me!” Climbing out of your bed of dirty clothes, you silently and sheepishly trail Miss $Gray to the bathroom. “If you don’t want to clean your clothes properly, we’ll just have to wash them whilst they’re on you. Get in.” She commands you into the shower, still in your maid uniform, with your heels, pantyhose and dress. “Good girl. Now tell me if you want this any colder.” She turns on the shower, and water pelts down in its freezing form down onto you like moist bullets. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/3r9SyDnh/Laundry-Shower-1.jpg]] Whatever protection your thin clothing might have given you is overridden by how uncomfortable they are clinging to your body like a wetsuit, only a very humiliating one. Your pantyhose take on a different color when they’re wet, and feel incredibly heavy. The water collects in the open heels even despite you being in them, until it spills over the sides. Miss $Gray demands you stay in your torture cubicle, even when you’re crying from the freezing onslaught. Only after an hour of shivering in the wetness, she decides the punishment can relent. She turns off the shower, and leaves without saying another word. Alone, you’re left to comfort yourself with several towels and an abundance of blankets. Eventually, you find the strength to push through the cruel memory of the event, and go about your day. [[Room<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny - 2, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>Ready to commence your chore, you begin by collecting all the dirty clothes in the house. But even though the only underwear you’re allowed to touch, or even see, as Miss $Gray insists, is your own, feeling all the womenswear in your hands is sexually scintillating. You don’t need to see your stepsister’s panties, or your teacher’s bras for the task of washing clothing to be hard. 7 days per week, whether at school or home, your dominant teacher ensures your obedience, all while wearing dresses that barely contain her massive breasts. And now, you get to fondle those dresses, still with the scent of her luscious tits on them. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/VNj4zSd3/Laundry-Gray-1.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/854Hrqd4/Laundry-Gray-2.jpg]] //And chores are supposed to be a bore// You manage to do one load of laundry fine, but don’t do any more than that. The finery you have to clean manages to tease all of your senses, and distracts you for far too long. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMW0nS7M/Laundry-House-lt-2.jpg]] Miss $Gray sees you reveling in the dirty laundry. “You’ve evidently not been trained in domestic servitude. I’ll be fixing that soon enough.” With that ominous threat, she leaves. You give up on trying to wash the clothes, and return to your room. [[Room<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 2]]\ <<elseif $Fem gt 31>>You gather all the dirty clothes in the house, and these days, the cute, feminine ones are outnumbering the rough masculine ones. After getting distracted by the sensual materials whilst sorting them into darks, lights and whites, you toss one load in the washing machine, leaving you with a pile of dirty lingerie and outerwear, and time to kill. Barely a minute into twiddling your thumbs, you start playing with the clothes. $Hannah ‘s skirts and blouses that she spends her weekdays in still tantalize you, but so too does your own collection of women’s underwear. So like a pig in a puddle of mud, you revel around in the perverted filth of panties, bras and hosiery, well past the point where you can put in another load. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/3RFLFyhg/Laundry-Hannah-1.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Pxj3DWgX/Laundry-Hannah-2.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/x8j6x0jB/Laundry-Hannah-3.jpg]] The hour hand of the clock ticks by with you obliviously sniffing and rubbing underwear against your perverted face. The only thing that stops you from further degeneracy is the sound of $Hannah moving about in the house. Having wasted 4 hours of your life doing nothing productive, you give up on the washing. [[Room<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 2]]\ <<else>>Preparing for a day of doing laundry, you grab your clothes, and then much more eagerly, $Hannah ‘s. With you being so inexperienced with women, being so close to their clothes is fascinating. Her panties, from a hard 10 hours of work, have the unmistakable scent of a feminine body on them, and a peek inside shows the telltale signs of sexual arousal. The cups on her bras have been molded to your stepsister’s own body, and you can almost feel their phantom weight in the brassiere. Her tights and pantyhose are much like her panties, only the scent is stronger thanks to the more encompassing design. All of them feel heavenly on your body. The lace of the panties tickles scintillatingly, and the satin feels better than the fluffiest of cushions. The bras have a similar diversity of materials used. The straps are stiffer then the rest of the item, but the padding of the cups spring back immediately once you take your finger off it. The cold metal hooks on the rear have a big responsibility in ensuring they can contain $Hannah ‘s breasts, and you can tell they struggle based on their deformation. Even her tights, which are heavier than they look, and are thick enough to block out the cold, are incredibly sensual on your skin, whether they stroke your arm, or your neck, or even your face. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/3RFLFyhg/Laundry-Hannah-1.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Pxj3DWgX/Laundry-Hannah-2.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/x8j6x0jB/Laundry-Hannah-3.jpg]] You’re almost in a trance-like state of serenity when you snap back to reality. A check of the clock proves you’ve been in your degenerate activity for several hours, and you’ve nothing to show for your work, except for your own underwear being wet, but not because it was washed. Sighing, you give up on your attempt at doing chores. [[Room<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 2]]<</if>>

<<set $CC2 to 3>>\ <<set $CC1 to 0>>\ <<set $AshSad to 0>>\ <<set $H to 16>>\ <<set $Fem to 8>>\ <<set $HannahAsk to 10>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] The rest of the day goes thankfully smoothly, and is free of any other meglomanical teachers looking to make your life hellish. You walk out the school, with your chastity key around Miss $Gray 's necklace, wondering what to do with the rest of your day. [[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] <<if $Stress gt 9>>You feel too stressed to not go straight home<</if>>\ <<if $Stress lt 10>>[[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 8>>\ <<set $M to 0>>\ The students begin to file in around you. $Ash sits next to you as usual, and you whisper a quiet "hello" to her. <<if $AshR lt 0>>She barely seems to acknowledge your presence past anything more than a small glance in your general direction.\ <<elseif $AshR is 0>>She replies with a brief smile before taking out her work books.\ <<elseif $AshR is 1>>She gives you a wide smile and a flirty wink before taking out her work books.\ <<elseif $AshR gt 1>>She gives you a wide smile, a flirty wink, and even a lingering stare at your crotch.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMzGh6KR/Desk-Ash.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $GrayR lt 0>>Miss $Gray seems to be harsher to you today. She demands you answer more questions than she does the other students, and is crueler to you when you get them wrong, and barely affirms your answer when you get them right.<<elseif $GrayR gt - 1>>Despite the pre-class inspection, Miss $Gray barely seems to care about you during the lesson, which you certainly wouldn't complain about.<</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8>>During the lesson, though, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes lustfully wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.<<elseif $Horny lt 9>>Despite the ample distractions around you in the form of attractive women, you manage to listen diligently.<</if>> <<if $AshR gt 1 and $GrayR gt -2 and $GrayLunchFail is 0>>The lesson ends, and you breathe a sigh of over being away from Miss $Gray, at least for a couple of hours. $Ash reminds you to meet her if you’d like to hang out at lunch, before heading off in a different direction.\ <<elseif $AshR gt 1>>The lesson ends, and you breathe a sigh of over being away from Miss $Gray, at least for a couple of hours. $Ash asks if you’d like to hang out at lunch, but because of your overbearing teacher, you can’t. She sighs disappointedly before heading off in a different direction.\ <<elseif $AshR lt 2>>The lesson ends. As you look to your left to chat with $Ash , you’re saddened to realize that she’s already left.<</if>> [[Continue->School 2-5c Lesson]]

<<if $FR is 1>>You walk downstairs to find $Hannah resting on the couch and watching the TV. "Did you think anymore about getting a job at Father Ron's?" $Hannah asks. "I went by there before. He said you owe him over something." "That pig! We had a deal! I'm sorry about this $name . I'll stop by there on Wednesday and talk to him, then you should be good to work there." $Hannah continues relaxing, but she certainly seems annoyed at Father Ron backing out of their deal, or whatever the hell happened between them. [[Room<-Continue][$M to $M + 10][$FR to 2]]<</if>>\ <<if $FR is 2>>You walk into the kitchen to see $Hannah pouring some wine into a glass. "Are you okay?" "I'm fine, thanks. Anyway, I stopped by Father Ron's last night. He said you can work there now." Her words leave her mouth slower than normal, and you get the impression she might have already been drinking. You thank her before she before $Hannah groggily walks up the stairs. //Huh. It's not like $Hannah to be drunk on a weekday.// [[Room<-Continue][$M to $M + 10, $FR to 3]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 16>>\ <<if $GrayLunchFail is 0>><<set $CC2 to 2>>The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell rings, signaling that the students can go home. Unless, of course, they are locked in a chastity cage, in which case they must go see Miss $Gray . After room 68 empties off all the students, you enter to talk to the teacher. "Ah, $name , I'm glad to see you care about something" she says, as she removes the key from her necklace. "Keep up your good behavior and I have no issue giving you your key. Isn’t life so much better when you’re obedient?” She slides the key with control over your chastity cage to you. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/MGbDPrzJ/Gray-key.jpg]] //Freedom!// You leave the classroom before she finds another way to ruin your day.\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 1>><<set $CC2 to 3>>The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you’re surprised when the final bell of the day rings, signaling that students can go home. Had you been good and obeyed Miss $Gray ‘s feminine demands, you would be able to go to her for the key to genital freedom, but it looks like she gets to hold onto it for a while longer now.<</if>> [[School 2-5f<-Finish the day]]

<<set $GrayLunchFail to 0>>\ <<set $Fem to 9>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] <<if $CC2 is 3>>You walk out the school, with your chastity key still around Miss $Gray 's necklace, wondering what to do with the rest of your day.\ <<elseif $CC2 is 2>>You walk out the school, with your chastity key in your pocket, wondering what to do with the rest of your day.<</if>> [[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] <<if $Stress gt 9>>You feel too stressed to not go straight home<<elseif $Stress lt 10>>[[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>>

<<set $M to 55>>\ <<set $CC2 to 3>>\ <<set $Fem to 10>>\ Before you head to Farrix, you ensure your chastity cage is locked. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] As per Miss $Gray 's new instructions, you enter her room prior to your lesson, so that she can give you an inspection. She’s already at her desk, typing away at the computer. "Nice to see you can sometimes follow rules" she says as she comes out from behind her desk, and you approach. "Now, show me you can follow the rest." [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5ytWZ56r/Inspection.jpg]] <<if $PantiesM is 0>>As requested, you unzip your pants, though you can't help but be nervous. After pulling them shyly down, your panties are left embarrassingly exposed. Miss $Gray looks at them a little, before pulling them below your waist to get a better view of the chastity cage, which she gently feels in her hand. "A locked cage and panties, just as requested. Good work, $name ." She then lets you dress yourself again. “Actually, I have an assignment for you. Your compliance with my rule regarding wearing panties to Farrix is appreciated, but I overlooked the fact that it might actually encourage you to go stealing your step sister’s underwear again. Of course, I can’t allow that. So I want you to get some of your own. From the mall.” “What? You want me to buy something from a lingerie store?!” “Well, a department store would have sufficed, but I think that’s a great idea instead. I don’t care what type or color, only that you get them. And make sure to bring me the receipt. Understood?” Resigned, you nod your head. “Good, because if you don’t I have a particularly cruel punishment in mind. You have a single day."\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1, $Thong31 to 1>>As requested, you unzip your pants. Doing this anyway would make you feel nervous, but especially so when you haven’t followed her instructions to wear panties. And those nerves quickly boil over into fright at seeing her expression from the masculine garments you’re wearing. "Boxers, $name , really? You continue to disappoint me." She sighs, before pulling down your underwear beneath your crotch. "At least you are properly locked." She then lets you dress again. “It seems you’re not taking my rule regarding wearing panties to Farrix seriously. That’s fine, because I have plenty of ways to reform you. But first, I’ll give you the chance to make up for your insolence. I want you to get a thong from the mall.” “A thong?!” “Had you been a good boy, it would have been simply a pair of panties. But because you can’t even wear them, I’m upping the stakes. I don’t care what color they are, as long as you get a thong. You know what they are, right? How their thin band rides up your butt all day, so that you can never forget you’re wearing it? That sounds more than appropriate for you. And do make sure you get a receipt, otherwise you could have just stolen them from your step sister again, you pervert. Am I understood?” Resigned, you nod your head. “Good. But since you evidently need more than my words as encouragement, know that if you don’t do this within a day, I’ll be punishing you appropriately. You’ll be begging for the humiliation of buying women’s underwear in public if you don’t do as I ask. Hopefully you’re dissuaded, but you should have also realized by now that I’m more than happy to make you regret your decisions.”<</if>> <<if $GrayLunchFail is 1>>”You’ll also need to come to my room at lunch for a detention."\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $GrayR lt -1>>"While it is good that you can follow instructions, I am not pleased with your behavior. Come here at lunch for you punishment."\ <<else>>“Your behavior has been better as of late. Keep it up.”<</if>> She returns to her desk, and you sit down at your table, waiting for the lesson to commence. [[3-1b<-Continue]]

<<if $StorageCloset is 0>><<set $C5 to 3>><<elseif $StorageCloset is 1>><<set $C5 to 7>><</if>>\ <<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>\ <<if $Home is 0>>You decide it's about time you tidied up your room. You get to work putting your clothes in the right drawers, not just in the ones that have space in. You take leftover glasses back into the kitchen. You find homework due days ago that miraculously found its way under your bed. An hour later, you are somehow exhausted, though you can happily say that your room is much tidier now.\ <<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>Looking at the mess of your room, you decide to tidy it up, even if you only worry about Miss $Gray coming in here and yelling at you for it. So for 2 hours that fly by, you put all your lingerie in their correct drawers, and sort the clothing in your wardrobe into categories, not a hard-to-find-anything mosh pit of pretty colors..\ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>Since $Ash relegated you to tidying up your shared bedroom (even though she causes most messes), you decide to spend some time organizing the area. For 3 hours, you scoop up clothes from off the floor and decide whether they need to be put in the closet or the laundry basket. Fortunately, it’s rather easy to tell your outer clothes because of your different styles. Sadly, the same cannot be said of your underwear. You separate your panties that got somehow mixed, in addition to your other pieces of lingerie. You reorganize $Ash 's makeup, putting them in their proper drawers and slots, while asking yourself why hers can’t be as tidy as yours, as well as putting perfume caps back on the correct vials. When you’re done, you can happily look back and be proud of your work. The spotless room is practically sparkling and stunning after you topped the clean up with a hoovering and spritz of air freshener. At the unfortunate thought of $Ash most likely not noticing what you did, you can't help but compare yourself to a housewife.<</if>> <<if $StorageCloset is 1>>Fortunately, your extra efforts to ensure you have even more oppurtunity for a tidy room means you won't have to clean up for a while.<<else>>Without anything more in the way of storage though, it's inevitable that you will be doing this once more in short order.<</if>> <<if $Home is 0>>[[Chores<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]<<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>[[Chores<-Continue][$H to $H + 2]]<<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>[[Chores<-Continue][$H to $H + 3]]<</if>>

<<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>\ <<set $H to $H + 1>>\ <<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>\ <<if $Home is 0>>Deciding you should tidy up your quickly deteriorated room, you first go on your phone to turn on some music to hype yourself up. You are scrolling for a minute looking for the right tune when you see the thumbnail of a pop song. It features a strong, dominant looking woman, in a black leather outfit and heels, staring directly at the camera - at you. You feel you must watch the song to see more of the intriguing woman, and you listen to the upbeat tune. The music takes a backseat in your mind, however, to the video. It's hard to understand the story, but it seems to be about a villainous man taking advantage of a woman, only for her to become a cut-throat assassin and get revenge. The video ends with the man begging at the feet of the woman, and she gives a sly, intimidating grin before a fade to black.\ <<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>Seeing the state of your room, you know deep down that it’s time to tidy up. So you start putting lingerie back in their respective drawers when you remember how sensual they feel against your skin. For extra encouragement to tidy up, you rub the nylons against your face, as well as your sexually sensitive areas, like your nipples crotch. After putting those nylons away, you do the same with the next pair. And the next pair. And the pair after that. It’s a very unproductive cycle that only turns you on more and more while marginally sorting your belongings out. \ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>With how quickly $Ash ‘s messes pile up, you decide it’s best to tidy up now before you can’t see the door from the bed. Starting off with organizing her underwear, you’re folding her panties when you can’t help but stroke them against your face, and your nose. Even though her undies hold no scent of her after being washed, it’s hot that she once did wear them, and the luscious silk feels irresistible against your skin.<</if>> <<if $CC1 gt 1 and $Home is 0 or $CC2 gt 1 and $Home is 0 or $CC3 gt 1 and $Home is 0>>The video has left you straining against your chastity cage.\ <<elseif $CC1 lt 2 and $CC2 lt 2 and $CC3 lt 2 and $Home is 0>>Your penis grows hard thanks to the video, and you can feel a small bit of precum leak out.<</if>> <<if $Home is 0>>You can't help but watch more of the artist. There certainly seems to be a common theme, with her being screwed over by a guy, before returning in an outfit that exudes dominance and exacting revenge. By the time you check the time, you are stunned to see that an hour has passed. You briefly laugh at your lack of willpower, before giving up on the idea of tidying up, and watch one more video. Just one more.\ <<else>>After an hour of wasting time touching yourself as best you can to the lingerie, you give up on trying to tidy up, and toss the undergarments to where you picked them up from.<</if>> [[Chores<-Continue]]

<<set $Razors to $Razors - 1>>\ <<set $ShaveFace to 0>>\ <<set $Shaving to $Shaving + 1>>\ <<if $Shaving lt 10>><<set $M to $M + 30>>You give yourself a generous helping of shaving foam and lather your face to prepare for the sharp razor about to come intimately close with your face. You look in the mirror before dragging a razor across your neck. You go slowly to avoid any nicks, but they almost seem inevitable. Your face doesn't fair much better. 30 minutes later, your face is incredibly smooth, but you have to be carful not to worsen any cuts.<</if>>

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] <<if $CC2 is 3>>You walk out the school, with your chastity key still around Miss $Gray 's necklace, wondering what to do with the rest of your day.\ <<elseif $CC2 is 2>>You walk out the school, with your chastity key in your pocket, wondering what to do with the rest of your day.<</if>> Miss $Gray wants you to get some new underwear. <<if $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR gt 1 or $GrayLunchFail lt 1 and $AshR gt 1>>You could find $Ash and go to the mall with her, but that would mean she would know what you're buying.<</if>> [[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] <<if $Stress gt 9>>You feel too stressed to not go straight home<</if>>\ <<if $Stress lt 10>>[[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>> <<if $WentWithAsh is 1>>[[Ash mall panties<-Find your friend and go to the mall][$M to $M + 30]]<</if>> <<set $GrayLunchFail to 0>>\

<<set $Fem to 11>>\ <<set $M to $M + 30>>\ <<set $WentWithAsh to 1>>\ <<set $Panties3 to 1>>\ Heading outside the school gates, you see $Ash , waiting for you, just as she promised. "Hey $name ! Shall we head to the mall?" "Sure" Along the familiar way to the mall, you can’t help but grow in nervousness. You’re soon going to be in an entire store dedicated to all the intimate kinds of things that women wear, and have to buy some panties there too. To top it off, you have to explain all this to $Ash . Not that you don’t think she won’t be accepting, but it will be bitterly embarrassing. You’re just entering the mall when $Ash asks the inevitable question. "So what did you want to buy?" Cheeks already starting to blush, you shyly answer "I kind of need some more underwear." Most girls would simply assume you needed some more boxers, but $Ash is not most girls. She doesn't reply for a moment, before a sly smile slithers across her face. You know what she's thinking. "Women's underwear?" You nod your head, confirming what she already knew. "Well then we’re going straight to my favorite lingerie boutique!” You plead that maybe you can get them somewhere else, or maybe that you don't need them at all, but her dragging insists and you soon find yourself standing outside Satin Diva, the mall's premier lingerie store. The outside of the shop is as feminine as the interior, you assume whilst approaching. There are mannequins, or womannequins, all posing in sultry positions, like leaning over and blowing a kiss, or laying on their side, beckoning you to approach. The posters speak of great discounts and the premium range of products all promise items you haven’t heard of. “Basques” “camisoles” and “chemises” are all foreign terms to you. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/7Z9Yxv0S/Satin_Diva_Ash.jpg]] "I'm sure I could just get some online." She doesn't reply to you as she heads inside through the automatic doors. You sheepishly follow. The store is fortunately, mostly empty, likely since it's a weekday. "So what sort of style were you thinking? They have some really nice bikini ones. Oh, and you should see the number of colors they come in." Her words are barely registering with you. Your primary concern is that the staff don't overhear her talking about getting you some panties, or worse, that someone you know walks in. Surrounded by all the alien items, most of which you’ve seen in various pornos, but unable to name almost a single one, you can’t help but imagine as though you’d get lost without $Ash . Your friend eventually stops walking, and you stop and stare at the aisle you’re standing in. It’s entirely dedicated to panties. $Ash notices your shock. "A girl could spend a day here" she remarks. "Oh these are really cute! Look at the lace on those! Are these satin or silk? - I can’t tell! What about these?" $Ash runs from pair to pair and you do your best to keep up. Most of her suggestions are nervously shrugged off by you, until she finds a sexy pair of 2 black panties with a cute lace trim for 40$. "We should get these! One for me and one for you. We can be matching!" You remember you have to buy something in order to satiate Miss $Gray , and this way you can at least fantasize about knowing what $Ash is wearing. You nod your head, and $Ash smiles. "Awesome! Do you want to go pay for them or shall I?" <<if $Money gt 39>>[[Ash mall panties buy<-Buy them yourself]]\ <<elseif $Money lt 40>>You don't have enough money to buy the panties yourself.<</if>> [[Ash mall panties she buy<-Ask her to buy them]]

<<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>\ <<set $AshR to $AshR + 1>>\ <<set $Money to $Money - 40>>\ It might just be because you want to impress $Ash with your confidence, but you decide to buy them yourself. "I've got this" you say as $Ash hands you the pair of panties. "I'll wait outside" $Ash replies, leaving you to nervously approach the counter. "Hey there" the young woman behind the counter says in a soothing voice. "Hi" you timidly mutter back. With held-still hands, you give her the panties and the required money. Despite seeing, scanning and bagging your purchase, her face doesn't show any signs of judging you. "Thank you for your purchase" she chirpily chimes as she gives you a bag containing the purchase. You return her thank you and head out the store to see $Ash . "Was that so scary?" She sarcastically mocks. Perhaps in some ways, you hoped that something bad would happen so that you could justify your fears, but as it turns out, you really did have nothing to be afraid of. Together, you walk back in the direction of home. “It’s really brave to accept that you love wearing panties, but you’ve done that so quickly.” “Right.” “I suppose you must be pretty thankful for me, right? After all, it’s my panties you wore in the first place. It’s alright, you don’t have to thank me. I’m just glad I could awaken you to those inner desires of yours.” Once she gets to her house, she kisses you goodbye, lingering extra long on the release, as if a physical display of her appreciation that you did this together. Shortly after, you arrive home yourself. You plant the bag down in your room, before you see the logo on the side. The "Satin Diva" name is plastered on the side, with a lipstick print on top. Everyone could see where you had been today. //Great.// Despite that, you did just go into a lingerie store, and nothing disastrous happened. You’re left feeling far more confident than you did an hour ago. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 2]]

<<set $AshR to $AshR - 1>>\ "I was kind of hoping you would." You think $Ash might be disappointed in you, but you figure she should be able to tell why you're nervous. "Sure thing" she says, skipping along to the counter. You decide to wait outside the shop, having had enough of being in the lingerie store. For a brief moment, you feel like someone is watching you, though you chalk that up to the paranoia of having just bean inside Satin Diva. A moment later, $Ash walks out, a bag in her hand that she quickly hands to you "since I paid for them, it only seems fair that you carry the bag." Together, you walk back in the direction of home. “Even if you didn’t have the confidence to buy them yourself, I’m still proud of you $name .” “Yeah, thanks.” “It’s really brave to accept that you love wearing panties, but you’ve done that so quickly.” “Right.” “I suppose you must be pretty thankful for me, right? After all, it’s my panties you wore in the first place. It’s alright, you don’t have to thank me. I’m just glad I could awaken you to those inner desires of yours.” Once she gets to her house, she kisses you goodbye, lingering extra long on the release, as if a physical display of her appreciation that you did this together. Shortly after, you arrive home yourself. You plant the bag down in your room, before you see the logo on the side. The "Satin Diva" name is plastered on the side, with a lipstick print on top. Everyone could see where you had been today. //Great.// Despite that, you did just go into a lingerie store, and nothing disastrous happened. You’re left feeling far more confident than you did an hour ago. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 2]]

<<set $M to 55>>\ <<set $CC2 to 3>>\ Before you walk to Farrix, you ensure your chastity cage is locked. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] As per Miss $Gray 's new instructions, you enter her room prior to your lesson, so that she can give you an inspection. She’s already at her desk, typing away at the computer. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5ytWZ56r/Inspection.jpg]] “I’m glad you’re here. I can’t wait to see the receipt from the lingerie store you decided to go to.” <<if $Fem is 11 and $StoleFromSatinDiva is 0>><<set $GrayR to $GrayR + 1>>You proudly take out the asked for receipt, and show it to her. “Excellent, $name ! I’m glad you found this task so easy. And of course, now that you’ve been in a sexy store such as Satin Diva, you can go even more if you ever want more panties. I’m glad you’re doing exactly what I say with such enthusiasm. Now, show me the beautiful panties you decided to wear today.”\ <<elseif $StoleFromSatinDiva is 1 and $ThongA is 1>>”Well, what are you waiting for?” “Actually, I had a bit of an issue. You see, the machine that printed off receipts was broken, so I couldn’t get one.” “Really? And couldn’t you have just gone to a different store?” “Well…I was just so happy with the ones I had bought, I didn’t want any others. Yeah, I actually loved them so much I’m wearing them now.” You unbuckle your pants and show off the thong that you do so “adore”. Miss $Gray ‘s face is hard to gauge. She never exactly looks trusting of you, but she’s also not laughing at your pathetic excuse. “That is quite a nice thong, and you do seem to love it. And so does your butt.” She jokes at seeing how it uncomfortably rides up between your cheeks. “Very well. I won’t punish you even though you didn’t fulfill my demands to the exact requirement. However, you had a chance to really impress me today $name . It’s disappointing you didn’t make the most of that opportunity.”\ <<elseif $StoleFromSatinDiva is 1 and $PantiesC is 1>>”Well, what are you waiting for?” “Actually, I had a bit of an issue. You see, the machine that printed off receipts was broken, so I couldn’t get one.” “Really? And couldn’t you have just gone to a different store?” “Well…I was just so happy with the ones I had bought, I didn’t want any others. Yeah, I actually loved them so much I’m wearing them now.” You unbuckle your pants and show off the panties that you do so “adore”. Miss $Gray ‘s face is hard to gauge. She never exactly looks trusting of you, but she’s also not laughing at your pathetic excuse. “They are quite nice panties. Black goes with everything, even if it can sometimes be quite dull, but the style is rather sexy. “Very well. I won’t punish you even though you didn’t fulfill my demands to the exact requirement. However, you had a chance to really impress me today $name . It’s disappointing you didn’t make the most of that opportunity.”\ <<elseif $StoleFromSatinDiva is 1>>”Well, what are you waiting for?” It’s one thing that you don’t have a receipt to show for your deeds, but without wearing a new pair of panties, there’s not a chance Miss $Gray will believe that you went out and acquired some that weren’t $Hannah ‘s. You might as well pretend your dog ate them. A face of disappointment washes over her at realizing you have no intention of showing her a receipt. “You failed my simple task then, I take it? You continue to make bad decisions, $name . It’s almost like you want me to punish you. Come here after school for your punishment.” She cackles amidst a gleeful smile. “I’m looking forward to this.”\ <<elseif $Fem is 10>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”Well, what are you waiting for?” You decide to cowardly stay quiet rather than confess your disobedience. “You failed my simple task then, I take it? You continue to disappoint me $name . It’s almost like you want me to punish you. Come here after school for your punishment.” She cackles amidst a gleeful smile. “I’m looking forward to this.”<</if>> <<if $StoleFromSatinDiva is 0 and $PantiesM is 0>>”Now, show me your panties.” As requested, you unzip your pants, though you can't help but be nervous. After pulling them shyly down, your panties are left embarrassingly exposed. Miss $Gray looks at them a little, before pulling them below your waist to get a better view of the chastity cage, which she gently feels in her hand. "A locked cage and panties, just as requested. Good work, $name ." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $StoleFromSatinDiva is 0 and $PantiesM is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>”Now, show me your panties.” As requested, you unzip your pants. Doing this anyway would make you feel nervous, but especially so when you haven’t followed her instructions to wear panties. And those nerves quickly boil over into fright at seeing her expression from the masculine garments you’re wearing. "Boxers, $name , really? You continue to disappoint me." She sighs, before pulling down your underwear beneath your crotch. "At least you are properly locked." She then lets you dress again.\ <<elseif $StoleFromSatinDiva is 1>>She then checks inside your stolen panties to ensure your cage is locked, before telling you to get dressed again.<</if>> <<if $Fem is 10>>”I expect to see you here at 4 o'clock, $name , and at lunch.”\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>"It is extremely disappointing that you can't follow the most basic of instructions $name . Come here at lunch for your punishment."\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $GrayR lt -1>>"While it is good that you can follow instructions, I am not pleased with your behavior. Come here at lunch for you punishment."\ <<else>>“Your behavior has been better as of late. Keep it up.”<</if>> She returns to her desk, and you sit down at your table, waiting for your lesson to commence. [[3-2b<-Continue]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/7Z9Yxv0S/Satin_Diva_Ash.jpg]] Looking at the mannequins displaying the intimate finery the store sells, as well as the women inside, you become too terrified to enter. [[Mall<-Return]]

<<return>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/7Z9Yxv0S/Satin-Diva-Ash.jpg]] After nervously lapping the mall for a while, you eventually stop outside your destination, Satin Diva, the mall's premier lingerie shop. The outside of the shop is as feminine as the interior, you assume whilst standing nearby. There are mannequins, or womannequins, all posing in sultry positions, like leaning over and blowing a kiss, or laying on their side, beckoning you to approach. The posters promising great discounts and the premium range of products all speak of items you haven’t heard of. “Basques” “camisoles” and “chemises” are all foreign terms to you. The first thing you notice upon entering is how quiet the store is. There’s barely any customers, and they’re outnumbered by the few staff there are. There’s a quiet, though strangely comforting, mix of pop music playing through the store’s speakers. You wander around for a while, lost in the layers of lingerie surrounding you. Doing your best to navigate based on the posters on the walls, you eventually find yourself in the panty area. But even when you’ve traversed yourself here, there’s so many styles of panties that you might as well still be lost. "Hi, can I help you with anything?" A sneaky sales assistant asks you. "No thank you, I'm okay." She smiles and heads in a different direction. Just as your heartbeat was beginning to stabilize, that interaction sent it shooting back up. You decide to just hurry up and get the ordeal over with, and look for a pair which stands out to you. Dark pink panties-15$ <<if $Panties6 is 0 and $Money gt 14>>[[Satin Diva 1st Buy<-Buy panties][$Money to $Money - 15, $Panties6 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Panties6 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Panties6 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Pink leopard panties-25$ <<if $Panties5 is 0 and $Money gt 24>>[[Satin Diva 1st Buy<-Buy panties][$Money to $Money - 25, $Panties5 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Panties5 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Panties5 is 0 and $Money lt 25>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> White panties-15$ <<if $Panties4 is 0 and $Money gt 14>>[[Satin Diva 1st Buy<-Buy panties][$Money to $Money - 15, $Panties4 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Panties4 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Panties4 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Yellow panties-25$ <<if $Panties7 is 0 and $Money gt 24>>[[Satin Diva 1st Buy<-Buy panties][$Money to $Money - 25, $Panties7 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Panties7 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Panties7 is 0 and $Money lt 25>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Blue panties-15$ <<if $Panties8 is 0 and $Money gt 24>>[[Satin Diva 1st Buy<-Buy panties][$Money to $Money - 15, $Panties8 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Panties8 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Panties8 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> Black panties-15$ <<if $Panties3 is 0 and $Money gt 14>>[[Satin Diva 1st Buy<-Buy panties][$Money to $Money - 15, $Panties3 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Panties3 is 1>>You already own these\ <<elseif $Panties3 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for these<</if>> <<if $Money lt 15>>//Shit. How am I supposed to pay for any of these?// You let out a small sigh at realizing your blunder, and that this was all for nothing. Just as you’re about to head out the store, you get another thought. //No, $name , I'm not about to steal them.// You look back again at the small price tags - they’re only 15$. //No one would miss them. Look at how many of them there are around you// //But stealing is wrong// //Oh, but stealing from $Hannah isn't? Wasting your school time away by perving on girls isn't? What's one more bad thing on top of the rest?// [[Mall<-Put down the panties and leave][$M to $M + 30]] [[Satin Diva Steal<-Steal the panties]]<</if>>

<<set $Fem to 11>>\ <<set $Stress to $Stress + 5>>\ <<set $StoleFromSatinDiva to 1>>\ <<set $M to $M + 30>>\ <<if $Thong31 is 0>><<set $Panties3 to 1>><<elseif $Thong31 is 1>><<set $Thong1 to 1>><</if>>\ You swivel your head around, surveying the store. The only other people inside are past many aisles and racks, and behind the counter. With a final mental message of encouragement, you commit to it. Slowly, as if to maintain plausible deniability, you creep out of the store. The automatic doors open for you just as they did when you entered, and you leave. There’s no alarm that blares out, and there’s no one yelling at you to come back and return the stolen underwear. Still, it might be best to go home in case they realize that boy who was walking around stole something. Once you feel the cool outside air on your face, you finally get a moment to relax and congratulate yourself. You actually managed to steal <<if $Thong31 is 1>>a thong<<else>>a pair of panties<</if>> from the store! Sure, it definitely goes against Miss $Gray ‘s aim to mold you into a better person, but she should have thought about that before giving you this task. //Now I’ll just have to show her the receipt and she’ll be happy// //Fuck// Without a receipt, this was all for nothing. Well, you did get some new underwear from it, but you only did this to please Miss $Gray , right? For all the stress you went through, you’ll still be punished, and you have a tiny piece of women’s underwear to keep as a memento of your idiocy. Perhaps if you wore them to Farrix tomorrow, she’ll show you some mercy. After all, people lose receipts all the time, right? When you arrive home, you try to forget the whole ordeal. Committing crimes is stressful work, and you need some R & R. Despite that trouble, you did do something you never thought you’d be able to in the form of being in a lingerie store without dying of embarrassment. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 2]]

<<set $Fem to 12>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] <<if $CC2 is 3>>You walk out the school, with your chastity key still around Miss $Gray 's necklace, wondering what to do with the rest of your day.\ <<elseif $CC2 is 2>>You walk out the school, with your chastity key in your pocket, wondering what to do with the rest of your day.<</if>> [[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] <<if $Stress gt 9>>You feel too stressed to not go straight home<</if>>\ <<if $Stress lt 10>>[[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 16>>\ <<if $GrayLunchFail is 0>><<set $CC2 to 2>>The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell of the day rings, signaling that the students can go home. Unless, of course, they are locked in a chastity cage, in which case they must go see Miss $Gray . You enter room 68 after the class empties. "Ah, $name , I'm glad to see you care about something" she says, as she removes the key from her breast pocket. "You will give it back to me in our lesson tomorrow, and then I will return it this time tomorrow." She then slides the key across the table, and you hastily grab it. "Don't lose it" She jests. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/MGbDPrzJ/Gray-key.jpg]] //Freedom!// You leave the classroom before Miss $Gray finds another way to ruin your day.<</if>>\ <<if $GrayLunchFail is 1>>The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell of the day rings, signaling that the students can go home. Normally, you would go to Miss $Gray at this time, but with you not following her rules, she wouldn't give you the key even if you did go to room 68.<</if>> [[3-3 Blackmail<-Finish the day]]

You are walking through the corridors of Farrix Academy, thinking of just how much your life has changed since you moved here. That's why you're caught off guard when a voice calls from behind you. "Go into the toilets." You're not sure if someone is trying to talk to you or someone else, so you turn around to see a student standing dead still, looking you intimidatingly in the eyes. It’s just you two in the corridor. A shiver runs down your spine. Her glare is terrifying, and you wouldn't be surprised if you turned to stone. Nervously, you ask who she’s talking to. She certainly isn't someone you know. "Did I stutter? Go into the toilets" her voice repeats. You're in a mix between confused and frightened, but what she says next doubles down on the latter. "Or do I need to tell everyone you're a sissy?" Your bones feel painfully heavy. Your heartbeat has begun to soar and your throat feels drier than cotton. The girl looks to her side, to where you are only now realizing there is a door leading into the toilets. "Now." [[3-3 Blackmail 2<-Continue]]

This girl knows something about you, so you comply and go into the toilets, away from the ears of anyone who might be eavesdropping, for both your sakes. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/j5Mc7vbW/Jen-toilets.jpg]] The girl closes the door behind her, and approaches, getting too close for comfort, but her stern expression shows she doesn’t want to get intimate. "Wh..." you begin, only to be cut off, not by words, but rather a phone thrust into your chest. The girl says nothing as you take it and look at the image on the screen. <<if $StoleFromSatinDiva is 1>>It’s a video of you going into Satin Diva, as well as (somehow) security camera footage of you perusing the store. It captures the light bulb going off in your head, and the sleight of the panties slipping into your stealing hands. It’s not only brutally exposing, but incriminating too.\ <<elseif $WentWithAsh is 1>>It’s a picture of you going into Satin Diva, and features footage of you perusing the store. The angle completely omits the fact that you were with $Ash ! It even captures you walking all the way home with the lingerie bag in your hand.\ <<elseif $Thong31 is 1 and visited("3-2f Punish")>>It’s a video of you helplessly dangling from Miss $Gray ‘s wall yesterday in your tiny pink thong.\ <<elseif $Thong31 is 0 and visited("3-2f Punish")>>It’s a video of you sneaking home yesterday, with your tight pink panties over your pants. Somehow, this girl got clear footage of you being so compromised without you even noticing!\ <<else>>It’s a video of you going into Satin Diva, as well as you shopping inside. Your face is clearly visible in the footage. It even features you walking home, with the girly bag in your hands.<</if>> Your face goes from one of embarrassment from the photos existing, to fear as you see the sinister grin on the girl's face. "Let me be clear so you can understand me through your pansy thoughts. Unless you want these pictures shared online, plastered on everyone’s locker in school, and in the mail to everyone you've ever looked at, you will pay me. Every week. Do you understand?" "You're blackmailing me?" "I don't care what you call it. Every Monday. 50$. Or your life is over, sissy. And to make sure you understand, I want you to come to visit me on Saturday." She takes her phone back from your shaking hands. Without saying anything more, she begins to walk out. "Wait!" "What?" "I don't even know your name!" [[3-3 Blackmail 3<-Continue]]

Blackmailer's name: <<textbox "$Jen" "Jennifer">> [[3-3 Blackmail 4<-Continue]]

<<set $GrayLunchFail to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] <<if $CC2 is 3>>You walk out the school, with your chastity key still around Miss $Gray 's necklace, wondering what to do with the rest of your day.\ <<elseif $CC2 is 2>>You walk out the school, with your chastity key in your pocket, wondering what to do with the rest of your day.<</if>> Even more on your mind than your chastity key, however, is $Jen , who you are dreading seeing on Saturday. [[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] <<if $Stress gt 9>>You feel too stressed to not go straight home<</if>>\ <<if $Stress lt 10>>[[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>>

<<set $Blackmail to 1>>\ <<set $Fem to 13>>\ The girl struts out, leaving you alone in the silent room. She’s turned your whole life on its head in 5 minutes. With the images she has of you being so clearly interested in women’s underwear, she could annihilate your reputation, and it’s not like you need another reason to stand out at Farrix. If she’s going to the extent of taking the shots that she did, who knows if she has anything else on you. It’s probably not a great idea to annoy her.<<if $SawWalkAway is 1>> You think you almost recognise the girl by her voice. You're not sure where from, but she's definitely not in one of your classes. That's when you remember the girl who ruined your makeout session with $Ash. You can recall the back of her hair, and can place it with the voice. //That's her!// As pleased as you are for remembering that, you don't think it means much. From what limited things you do recall, she wasn’t talking about many intimate things.<</if>> Whatever the case, you will have to see her again on the weekend, which is now a new thing for you to dread. [[Continue->3-3f]]

<<set $GrayLunchFail to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] <<if $CC2 is 3>>You walk out the school, with your chastity key still around Miss $Gray 's necklace, wondering what to do with the rest of your day.\ <<elseif $CC2 is 2>>You walk out the school, with your chastity key in your pocket, wondering what to do with the rest of your day.<</if>> Even more on your mind than your chastity key however, is $Jen , who you are dreading seeing on Saturday. [[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] <<if $Stress gt 9>>You feel too stressed to not go straight home\ <<elseif $Stress lt 10>>[[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>>

<<set $HF2 to 2>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/VkY1VCt8/Longue.jpg]] Approaching the lounge, you’re certain $Hannah is in there since you can hear the TV is on. Opening the door, you see her resting on the couch, currently oblivious to you standing there, or at the very least, pretending she doesn’t know you’re there. "Hey." $Hannah briefly looks at you standing meekly in the doorway. "Hey." Her tone confirms what you already knew - that she has little interest in talking to you right now. Her eyes have already returned to the TV, leaving you with a choice of what to do. [[Hannah Friday 2 Apologize<-Apologize]] [[Room<-Leave][$M to $M + 10]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/VkY1VCt8/Longue.jpg]] You walk into the lounge, where you find $Hannah predictably resting on the couch. She welcomes you in and encourages you to sit next to her, which you're happy to do. Together, you watch television, chatting occasionally, but it’s a little hard for you to truly appreciate the conversations that crop up with how strangely cold it is. Looking over, $Hannah is in a usual work outfit, which for her consists of a blouse, a skirt, and a pair of tights, looking distractingly glossy on her legs. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Bbnc8xVL/Hannah-2.jpg]] Your step sister notices your glances, smirking a little. “Cold?” “Huh?” You reply, a little thrown off. “Um, yeah. It’s cold. Aren’t you?” "Not really. A pair of tights can be a girl's best friend on days like these." She rubs her hands sensually over her legs. "Oh" you answer, out of your conversational depth. "Maybe you should get some." She laughingly snides. "I'm good, thanks." You retort, blowing off her suggestion, unsure as to how much she meant her solution. <<if $HannahR gt -1>><<set $HF3 to 2>>"Well, that's up to you. But if you change your mind, just ask me." She’s laughing slightly as she talks, again making it unclear if she’s making a genuine offer, or continuing the bit. You don’t continue that line of conversation, though you do think about it a little more. They’re not really much worse than panties, are they? //What am I saying?//\ <<else>><<set $HF3 to 1>>Your mutual attentions return to the TV, but you’d be lying if you said you weren’t thinking about her idea.<</if>> You’ve always enjoyed seeing a woman's legs in tights, or any kind of…what’s the term you’re looking for? Hosery? Hosary? Hosiery? Whatever the case, you’ve always been intrigued by the look of nylons. How they have so many different colors and levels of thickness. They can be so thin as to be non existent, yet you couldn’t forget about the look of them. Being surrounded by women every working day who wear them certainly isn’t helping your intrigue. But up until now, it had only been a visual interest. For some reason, it’s more of a sensory curiosity today. Eventually, $Hannah realizes the time, and wishes you a good rest of the night. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $HannahR to $HannahR + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 2]]

<<set $H to 9>>\ <<set $PJ to 0, $PantsM to 1, $BlouseM to 1, $ShoesB to 1>> You’ve barely gotten dressed when there’s a violent and impatient knock at the front door. You dash towards it, growing quickly annoyed at the perpetual knocking of fist on door. After opening it though, you begin to wish that you hadn’t. $Jen stares back at you. “How did you kno…” “Shut up, loser. I’ve wasted enough time coming here without having to explain that I followed you home. Let me quickly ruin any sense of privacy you foolishly thought you had. If there’s something for me to know about you, you can be damn sure I know it. Understood?” “Wha…” “Good. Now follow me. For what I’ve got planned, we’re going back to my place.” With the things she has on you, it’s clear that you shouldn’t fight her, especially when you have no idea what she wants to do yet. [[Jen 1b<-Get dressed]]

<<set $M to $M + 30>>\ She leads you a distance away, and conversation doesn’t come any more easily the more you journey, and you mostly give up when she starts shouting at your requests that she divulge today’s plan. You’ve ended up in the much more expensive part of the city, and the property $Jen has led you to not only has a much bigger house than you, but the garden alone trumps your abode. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/vZ7M5rQG/Jen-house.jpg]] There’s a metal fence on the perimeter, holding back would-be trespassers with its spike topped poles. The large automatic gate opens for $Jen and you, allowing both of you to walk up the driveway. The lawn is neatly manicured beside it. She unlocks the main door, allowing you to enter straight into the heart of the house. The foyer opens up into the rest of the house, and there’s a rustic fireplace in the adjacent living room besides a couple of sofas. $Jen notices the expression on your face as she closes the door. "Yeah, I know, it’s great. My parents would only invite people around to make them feel bad about living in a shack. Shame they're never here to enjoy it." She takes you up a set of stairs, down a hallway, and into her bedroom. Contrasting with $Ash 's room, $Jen 's isn't that personal. No colors stand out, despite its spacious size. There are 2 other doors, which you assume lead to a bathroom and walk-in closet. She demands you take a seat on the bed whilst she rummages in a drawer for something. It doesn’t take her long to find it, and after she does, she positions herself in front of you. “So, in terms of why you’re here, I need some help with something.” “What can I help you with that you couldn’t get someone else for?” “Well, I have a boyfriend, sorry to disappoint you” she sarcastically laughs “and he can be quite pushy with the things he wants.” “I don’t follow.” “Of course you don’t, idiot. Look, we’ve had sex. Many times, of course. I doubt you can relate, but now he wants to try some new things.” “Like?” “Anal.” You giggle a little that this is what she’s gotten so worried about. “Wait, you’re nervous about taking it in the butt?” “No! Of course not! I just…would like to see it done first so that I know what it’s like. I love giving my boyfriend the best, so I don’t want to be worried, that's all. So no, I’m not “nervous.”” “Right.” You have to suppress the desire to laugh more. “So what do you need me for exactly?” “Well, I know what sissies are like.” ““Sissies?” I don’t know what you mean.” “You know, people like you. Failures of men that wear lingerie and crossdress, and like to suck cock and take it in the ass.” You recoil backwards. “Woah, it’s not like that at all.” “Oh really? What is it like then?” You’re between a proverbial rock and a hard place. $Jen ‘s already made these assumptions about you, but who knows what Miss $Gray would do if you told other people about what she’s making you do. “Ugh, so you’re an inexperienced sissy then? Great. Well, I can still use you.” She reveals what was in her hand, a small box, that she then hands to you. “Go ahead. Open it.” [[Jen 1c<-Open it]]

<<set $AnalS to $AnalS + 1>>\ Curious yet nervous, you throw open the lid, and look at the contents. What’s inside is something you’ve seen before in porn and even memes, but you’ve certainly never been this close to one. The size of the butt plug alone is intimidating, never mind the implications. You look back up at $Jen . You know what she's thinking - what she wants. "No." You get up to leave, repulsed at someone even suggesting this. “Do I really have to remind you of the pictures that I have of you? As stupid as you are, I doubt even you could forget about them. Maybe you’re just putting up this fight so that you can say you at least tried, right? Well you did, congrats for sticking up for yourself sissy, but now you’re taking this butt plug up your ass.” You stand in between the door and her, but deep down, you know there’s no choice here. Allowing $Jen ‘s pictures to get out is social suicide. “I don’t want to” you meekly reply, returning to her. “Right, I’m sure.” She takes the silver butt plug and lathers it in lube until it’s almost slipping out of her hands. "I thought a sissy like you would be eager to get your ass plugged" she giggles. You try to tune her mocking out, but it's hard when you can't take your eyes off her hands and what’s in it. "Ready?" "No." "Tough. Lean over." <<if $PantiesM is 0>>You position yourself as instructed, but $Jen ‘s too impatient still. Her hands pull down your pants, exposing your underwear. "You sissies truly are pathetic."\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1>>You position yourself as instructed, but $Jen ‘s too impatient still. Her hands pull down your pants, exposing your underwear. "What’s the matter, sissy? No time to put on your panties today?"<</if>> Trying anything to imagine someplace else, you brace yourself for an invasion of your rear. You feel nothing at first, but that could be $Jen drawing the process out to make you even more frightened. Soon enough though, there’s a cold sensation feeling its way into your asshole. Your butt doesn’t want a visitor as much as you don’t, so it remains steady in the face of the buttplug. But that just makes $Jen pull your cheeks wider apart with her other hand, and push in the plug harder. The ring of your anus expands wider and wider to accommodate the intruder, until it actually becomes easy. The largest part of the plug is inside you and the rest follows. The feeling is…bizarre. Initially, you feel immense relief that the penetration is over, and then, fear that you will have to experience it again to take it out. But after those immediate thoughts, you feel…pleasure? It’s not that intense, and you could probably distract yourself from it fairly easily, but the feeling’s there. It’s like the final piece of a jigsaw. That one piece is tiny, but completes the picture. And right now, with the butt plug in your ass, you feel complete. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/C1Fn4SBd/Woman-with-buttplug.jpg]] Out of your peripheral vision, the sight of something distracts you. It’s $Jen , and she’s recording you. "Hey!" You reach for her, but your balance is completely off, and end up falling on the bed, face up. The pleasure in your butt is even more intense now as you’re sitting on it. Forget her phone, you want to enjoy this feeling! [[Jen 1d<-Continue][$ButtPlugA to 1, $ButtPlug1 to 1]]

<<set $M to 0, $H to 10>>\ You’re in the middle of Satin Diva, standing in line, waiting to be served. Meandering over to the checkout, you plant a pair of panties from your left hand, and a butt plug from your right. The woman on the other side of the counter smiles while scanning them. “I’m sure you’ll be enjoying these. "But they're not for me." “Sure they are.” Her smile gets wider still, and she glances down at your body, resting her gaze at your crotch. You’re entirely naked, save a pair of pink, frilly panties covering your chastised cock. "Look at that little sissy!" A shrieking voice behind you screams. You turn around to see a crowd of women staring at you. "I bet she's already wearing a butt plug, why does she need another one?" $Ash is there too, smiling encouragingly, yet trying to suppress her laughter. $Hannah ‘s also amongst the crowd, but she doesn’t try to hide her disappointment. “I should be glad you didn’t steal my butt plug too, shouldn’t I? "But they're not for me!" "Sure they are." The line comes from behind the counter, but the voice is different this time. It’s Miss $Gray . “Every girl needs panties. The toy though? Well, those are for kinkier girls. Now, how did you want to pay for those? ==Your hands reach down to your pockets== You reach inside your panties, looking for money, but only find your locked up penis. "I don't have any money, I'll just put them back." "There's no need for that" a voice calmly assures you, originating from a couple meters to your side. You turn to see a man in a suit: the manager. "There are other ways to pay." [[Jen 1e<-Continue]]

<<set $Blackmail to 2>>\ <<set $LookUpSissy to 1>>\ "Wow, if it's that fun I wished I had done this sooner." "What?" You say, trying to return to your senses. You see $Jen , hovering over you. "I knew sissies like their anal play, but you seem to take it to another level." "Why...why do you keep calling me that?" You ask, getting back to your feet. "Well if it walks like a duck and talks like a duck" she laughs. You still don't know what she means, so you make a note to look into it later. "Anyway, you showed me that I have nothing to be afraid of, so thanks for that. I'll have to try it a bit myself before the real thing." "Right. Can I leave now?" You plead, your head still trying to recover from whatever dream you just had. "Oh, so you want to keep that plug in?" "That's not wh..." "Sure" she mockingly interrupts. "Anyway, this is what's going to happen. You can keep that plug, I certainly wouldn't want it back. But I'm challenging you." "What?" "Well there's nothing like competition to encourage people, right? So I dare you to wear that butt plug to school everyday for the next few days, and I'll do the same." "And what if I don't? Would you blackmail me more?" You retort, genuinely unsure. "Ugh, you’re so quick to think I’m evil, aren’t you? Like I said, think of it as a friendly challenge, so no, it's up to you. But if you do decide to play, then find me after school on Wednesday, and we can...compare findings." $Jen then walks you out of the house. "Enjoy that plug, and remember, 50$ on Monday!" <<if $SawWalkAway is 0>>She closes the door behind you as you walk out, and head back home. //What a strange girl// [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3]]\ <<elseif $SawWalkAway is 1>>$Jen is about to close the door behind you, when you consider bringing up overhearing her in your first week. [[Jen talk<-Mention overhearing her]] [[Jen embarrass<-Try to embarrass her by bringing it up]] [[Room<-Leave][$H to $H + 3]]<</if>>

"Strange question, but in the first week, did you go into an empty room at lunch?" "What?" $Jen asks, visibly confused. "It's just I...think I may have overheard you." Her confused look doesn't subside, so you laugh it off, only for $Jen to cut you off. "In the first week? I think I remember. So wait, you were eavesdropping on me?" "What? No, I just overheard you." $Jen giggles a bit. "I'm pretty sure that's the definition of eavesdropping." "It wasn't intentional, I was just in the room when you came in, and I didn't want to interrupt you." $Jen smiles. "And here I thought it was me who had caught you doing something." You both laugh at her point, until you eventually hold eye contact for a moment. A moment later, she waves you off. Despite the cruel nature of your relationship, she doesn't seem as mean as she once did. [[Room<-Return home][$H to $H + 3, $JenR to $JenR + 1]]

“I know you like to think that you’re so much better than everyone with your nice house, and that you’re so smart that you’re trying to blackmail me, but it's not like I don't know things about you." $Jen looks unphased. "Oh really? And what do you know about me?" "Well I...I overheard you in the first week of school, at lunch, you were on your phone." "So?" You stand there, on the porch, trying to think of a point. When you can't think of anything, the door slams shut in front of you. //That went well// [[Room<-Return home][$H to $H + 3, $JenR to $JenR - 1]]

<<set $Fem to 14>>\ <<set $M to 55>>\ <<set $CC2 to 3>>\ Before you head to Farrix, you ensure your chastity cage is locked. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] As per Miss $Gray 's new instructions, you enter her room prior to your lesson, so that she can give you an inspection. She’s already at her desk, typing away at the computer. "Nice to see you can sometimes follow rules" she says as she comes out from behind her desk, and you approach. "Now, show me you can follow the rest." [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5ytWZ56r/Inspection.jpg]] <<if $TightsA is 1 or $TightsB is 1 or $TightsC is 1 or $TightsD is 1>>As requested, you unzip your pants. What’s revealed immediately catches your teacher’s eye. “My, my, my. You’re so much more of a girl than I thought you were. Without any provocation, demand or even a subliminal message, you’ve worn some tights to school. $name , I’m so proud of you!”\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 0>>As requested, you unzip your pants, though you can't help but be nervous. After pulling them shyly down, your panties are left embarrassingly exposed. Miss $Gray looks at them a little, before pulling them below your waist to get a better view of the chastity cage, which she gently feels in her hand. "A locked cage and panties, just as requested. Good work, $name ." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>As requested, you unzip your pants. Doing this anyway would make you feel nervous, but especially so when you haven’t followed her instructions to wear panties. And those nerves quickly boil over into fright at seeing her expression from the masculine garments you’re wearing. "Boxers, $name , really? You continue to disappoint me." She sighs, before pulling down your underwear beneath your crotch. "At least you are properly locked." She then lets you dress again.<</if>> As Miss $Gray is inspecting you, her gaze falls down to your shoes, where you spot that your shoelaces are untied. "Not the most professional, $name . You might want to fix that." You follow her suggestion, kneeling down to tie your shoes. Trying to ignore the blatantly subservient position you're in and do your best at knotting your laces, you struggle under the gaze of your teacher. <<if $SocksM is 1>><<set $GrayR to $GrayR - 1>>"Such poor quality." Miss $Gray shrieks. "Sorry, I'm normally much better at tying them." "Oh no, not that." Trying to figure out what she means, you follow her gaze to your ankles, or rather, your socks, which are much easier to see than normal due to your trousers being pulled taut. "There’s so many holes in them, and I can only see your ankles. In fact, take your shoes off." "What?" "Do as I ask, $name ." Not wanting to upset the holder of your chastity cage key, you oblige. As you do, Miss $Gray 's suspicions are confirmed, as your socks have holes all over them. "I had heard about how bad boys can be at taking care of their clothes, but this is something else. No, I think you need to be taught to take care of your possessions. Women have to be careful with their hosiery, else the smallest error could ruin them completely. This will be an invaluable lesson for you, so you will now wear tights everyday." "Do I have to? I can just get some new socks." "And what lesson would that teach you? That you can throw money at your problems? I'm sure any new socks would be ruined within the week. No, it wouldn't solve the root problem of recklessness. Starting tomorrow, I want your feet to be encased in nylon." Dejected, you stop arguing, realizing that it's having little effect.\ <<elseif $TightsA is 1 or $TightsB is 1 or $TightsC is 1 or $TightsD is 1>><<set $GrayR to $GrayR + 1>>You shiver at your teacher’s comments, but the worst is still yet to come. “Naturally, if you feel more comfortable wearing hosiery to school than you do socks, I think it’s appropriate to change your uniform rules to reflect that. From now on, I want to see hosiery coating your legs above your pretty panties. //Maybe I should have thought this through better//<</if>> <<if $GrayLunchFail is 1>>"It is extremely disappointing that you can't follow the most basic of instructions $name . Come here at lunch for your punishment."\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $GrayR lt -1>>"While it is good that you can follow instructions, I am not pleased with your behavior. Come here at lunch for you punishment."\ <<else>>“Your behavior has been better as of late. Keep it up.”<</if>> She returns to her desk, and you sit down at your table, waiting for your lesson to commence. [[4-1b<-Continue]]

Curious as to the namesake of $Jen ‘s cruel words towards you, your computer screen fills with millions of search results when you look up “sissy.” The answers are a kaleidoscoping number of blogs, captions, porn videos, and a bunch of other things. The blogs act mostly like diaries, with sissies documenting their girlish escapades into femininity, like how they started, usually with a pair of panties, before blossoming into a lover of all types of lingerie, girls’ clothes, makeup, shoes and accessories. But there are plenty of these blogs that are from a dominant’s point of view. They’ve tirelessly documented the progress of their submissive male from shy to whore, complete with hundreds of pictures of them doing sissy things in private, and public. Those blogs seem to have an extra preference for what reveals themself to you as adjacent kinks. So many of these sissies engage in chastity (some of them voluntarily), BDSM, watersports and foot fetishisation. If it’s a partner who’s taking charge, they care extra so for making sure their sissy is obedient. You then click on the images tab, and see the amazing amount of sissy captions. They’re all pictures of women, but with supporting messages overlaid as encouragement for sissies. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/SRhQ1gPJ/Caption-1-1.jpg]] Plenty of them, however, take a more demeaning role, and humiliate the viewer. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/BvbCtgML/Caption-2.jpg]] Finally, you click on the porn websites. As usual with any genre of pornographic content, there’s too much to see in a single lifetime, and they lack any convincing plot. In some, a woman returns from work to see her husband dressed to the nines in her belongings. Of course, she doesn’t care to have a civilized discussion about why her partner would do this. Instead, she demands that her husband put on even more makeup while she calls his boss over to have sex in their bed, all while the sissy watches, humiliated, but also turned on. Next, you discover “Sissy JOI” videos. They feature a woman, though sometimes 2 or even 3, talking to you directly. They all somehow know you’re a sissy, but they vary a little in their reaction. “You like to wear my panties?! This will not do. If you’re going to wear my panties, you have to wear the matching bra.” “I know you think you’re subtle, but you left your disgusting precum all over my dirty knickers. There’s only one solution to this. A chastity cage!” “I wish you’d have told me you were a sissy sooner, then I wouldn’t have felt so bad about fucking your bestfriend.” Be they supportive or disparaging, the videos almost always end with a demand that you cum, although sometimes it’s an edge, or even a ruined orgasm. “Good girl. Now that you’ve released that distracting sissy squirt, you don’t have to worry about anything but wear pretty little panties, okay?” “How does it feel, sissy? To know that this will be your last orgasm ever - that once I lock you in this chastity cage, I’m going to super glue the lock shut. I want you to cum to that thought. Cum knowing you’ll never release your waste of space semen again. Now, CUM SISSY!” “I know you’re over there wanking sissy. Cum if you want, but know that once your bestfriend gets done fucking me, you’re licking me clean afterwards.” Another type of video you stumble across are “sissy hypnosis” videos. In them, a spiral swings about the center of the screen while a woman, though sometimes a man, sweet talks you into a calm state. After ten minutes of lullabying you into tranquility and intellectual numbness, they begin with their requests. Sometimes, it’s as simple as wearing panties, with added emotions, such as happiness or shame, while sometimes it’s a more ambiguous, though concerning, demand you be more submissive in everyday life. They exist for all the adjacent kinks too, like suggestions that you’re inadequate in bed, or encouraging you to wear a chastity cage. The only thing you feel upon discovering this new corner of the internet and sexuality, is shock. What you’re being forced into by Miss $Gray is something that people do willingly, and they’d even pay to have someone be their Miss $Gray . Whilst you have no idea what gave these people those desires, you do take some solace in knowing you aren’t suffering from a solipsistic existence. [[Computer<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $LookUpSissy to 2, $Horny to $Horny + 2]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/VkY1VCt8/Longue.jpg]] With as much courage as you can summon, you try to apologize. "I'm...sorry for stealing from you. I know you must hate me for it, but I do hope you can forgive me." Unsurprisingly, it didn't sound very strong. You’re about to give up and leave when $Hannah responds. "Thank you, $name ." There’s an awkward silence that lingers, which uncomfortably hammers home how much you hurt her. "I probably overreacted by calling your teacher anyway, so I'm sorry as well." You accept her apology, even if it was just her being polite, hoping to put this behind you. She pats the couch beside her, encouraging you to sit down. Seeing an opportunity to make amends, you do. Together, you watch the undecipherable trash that $Hannah has on, but without complaining about it. Beside $Hannah there’s a bottle of wine, which has been more than drunk from. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/0N5YLrzf/Wine.jpg]] "I had a kind of stressful week at work" she remarks, sipping from her glass "so I probably took it out on you a bit." “Anything specific?” “Well, it’s never easy anyway, but my boss makes life so much of a burden than it needs to be.” Noting she’s still arriving home at the expected time and having breakfast with you, it can’t be that he wants her to work outside of scheduled hours. <<if visited("Hannah Friday 1a")>>Then you recall the conversation you had with her last week. “He’s still been checking you out?” “A bit more than that.” She curtly answers, clearly not wanting to explain anymore. “I’m in such an awkward position. With how the business is, I can’t afford to get a reputation as someone who got their boss fired. That’ll follow you for life. I just started, so I can’t ask for a transfer either. I don’t have any power here - I just have to put up with it.”\<<else>>”Has he been giving you harder assignments? Excluding you from meetings?” You ask, out of your area of expertise. “No, it’s nothing like that.” She curtly answers, clearly not wanting to explain anymore. “I’m in such an awkward position. With how the business is, I can’t afford to get a reputation as someone who got their boss fired. That’ll follow you for life. I just started, so I can’t ask for a transfer either. I don’t have any power here - I just have to put up with it.”<</if>> You don’t want to appear insensitive by offering advice to things you know nothing about. So instead, you try comforting and distracting her, which she seems to appreciate. After a while, she decides it’s best for her to head to bed. All throughout your conversation, she kept drinking her wine, so it’s unsurprising that she’s stumbling up the stairs, mumbling incoherently beneath her breath. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $HannahR to $HannahR +1, $Stress to $Stress - 2]]

<<set $Tights1 to 1>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/VkY1VCt8/Longue.jpg]] $Hannah is in the lounge, typing away at her laptop, with the TV passively on in the background. “Hey $name . What’s up?” Your throat feels dry as sand as you try to summon the courage to ask her for this embarrassing favor. Your awkward standing there causes $Hannah to completely look away from her laptop to you. “I was wondering if I could, you know, only because you suggested, I mean, maybe borrow some tights?” Stumbling the words out was just as embarrassing as you imagined it would be, and you feel a desire to cover your eyes so that you can’t see $Hannah ‘s reaction. “Oh right. Umm, sure, I guess.” //She sounded so surprised. There’s no way her offer from before was serious. Now she’s going to think I’m some kind of weird crossdresser who likes wearing women’s underwear and she’s going to judge me forever for it. I should have never mentioned this to her. Oh how I wish life had a rewind button!// $Hannah disappears whilst you scrutinize every decision you’ve ever made. She shortly returns with a pair of thick nylon tights in her hand. She hands the black piece of underwear to you. “Here. Don’t worry about giving them back; I have plenty.” “Thanks $Hannah . They’ll be really useful for being warmer, I imagine. Not that I would know for sure. I’ve never worn them before so I wouldn't know.” With every syllable, you can hear your step sister getting more and more confused, and maybe it’s suspicious, or perhaps even disgusted. She smiles back at you kindly. “Is there something else you need?” “I guess not.” You make yourself scarce, wondering why social interaction is something people must endure. [[Room<-Continue][$M to $M + 10]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Lsy80Wp5/Black-tights.jpg]] You strip down to your underwear, curious to put on your new item of clothing. You hold the tights in your hands, enjoying the soft texture. You have memories of being a kid and watching you mother put them on, so you know the process is different than anything else you might wear. With both hands, you reach inside to the foot part and take a firm grasp. You then place you foot inside the condensed material, feeling your toes reach the closing of the material before pulling up the tights up to your knee. You then repeat the process with your other leg. After that, you pull them up your thighs, before letting them rest on your waist. As you stand there in your room, you appreciate the new feeling. You've never felt any clothing feel so tight on your body, yet at the same time, so comfortable. You rub your legs together, and another new feeling washes over you. There's a unique sensation caused by how thick they are. It almost feels like it's not your legs at all. When you look down, you are surprised to see hairs sticking out. You never did care about how thick your leg hair got, but you wouldn't expect it to poke through clothing like this. <<if $PantiesM is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>You can't help but feel a little uncomfortable around your crotch, though. Your boxers feel too thick to be under such tight clothing. It's unlikely these tights were made with the idea of guy's underwear underneath.<</if>><<if $Underwear is 1 and $PantiesM is 0>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 2>>You run your hands up your legs, up to your crotch. Along your rear, you trace the outline of your panties, a sensation that sends shivers down your spine.<</if>> You lay down on your bed, enjoying how little clothing you are wearing, yet how the entirety of your lower body is entirely covered. <<if $CC2 is 1>>Your penis soon shows signs of life, as it starts to push against the constricting material of your hosiery. It feels like torture while it continues to strain, but you are enjoying the other sensations too much to do anything about it.<<elseif $CC2 gt 1>>You look down at your crotch to see the protuding shape of your chastity cage straining against your hosiery. It feels like torture, but you feel to much pleasure to do anything about it.<</if>> Some time later, you decide you probably shoudn't lay around like this all day, so you try to put your mind back to what you were doing before. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

<<set $AshWeek4 to 1>>\ <<set $H to 8>>\ <<set $M to 0>>\ The students begin to file in around you. $Ash sits next to you as usual, and you whisper a quiet "hello" to her. <<if $AshR lt 0>>She barely seems to acknowledge your presence past anything more than a small glance in your general direction.\ <<elseif $AshR is 0>>She replies with a brief smile before taking out her work books.\ <<elseif $AshR is 1>>She gives you a wide smile and a flirty wink before taking out her work books.\ <<elseif $AshR gt 1>>She gives you a wide smile, a flirty wink, and even a lingering stare at your crotch.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMzGh6KR/Desk-Ash.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $GrayR lt 0>>Miss $Gray seems to be harsher to you today. She demands you answer more questions than she does the other students, and is crueler to you when you get them wrong, and barely affirms your answer when you get them right.<<elseif $GrayR gt - 1>>Despite the pre-class inspection, Miss $Gray barely seems to care about you during the lesson, which you certainly wouldn't complain about.<</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8>>During the lesson, though, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes lustfully wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.<<elseif $Horny lt 9>>Despite the ample distractions around you in the form of attractive women, you manage to listen diligently.<</if>> $Ash makes sure you walk out of the classroom together. “I was thinking how cool it would be if we hung out more. Are you busy on Sunday?” You fumble a non committal answer, and she gives you a kiss goodbye. No doubt she expects you to turn up to her house. [[Continue->4-1c Lesson]]

<<set $M to 55>>\ <<set $CC2 to 3>>\ Before you head to Farrix, you ensure your chastity cage is locked. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] As per Miss $Gray 's new instructions, you enter her room prior to your lesson, so that she can give you an inspection. She’s already at her desk, typing away at the computer. "Nice to see you can sometimes follow rules" she says as she comes out from behind her desk, and you approach. "Now, show me you can follow the rest." [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5ytWZ56r/Inspection.jpg]] <<if $SocksM is 1>><<set $Fem to 15>><<set $GrayR to $GrayR - 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>As requested, you unzip your pants. “Can you not comprehend my most simple instructions? I told you to wear tights, and here you are with your same hole-ridden socks. Do not let this happen again - you have one more day.\ <<elseif $SocksM is 0>><<set $GrayR to $GrayR + 1>><<set $Fem to 16>>As requested, you unzip your pants. “Excellent. Don’t you find that tights are incredibly comfortable on your skin?” She asks, motioning to her own hosiery adorning legs. “I’m sure you’ll enjoy wearing them from now on."<</if>> <<if $SocksM is 0 and $PantiesM is 0>>Miss $Gray pulls at the top of your hosiery, pulling them down slightly to give her a better view of your underwear. She smiles at seeing your panties, before reaching inside them to check you're caged. "A locked cage and panties, just as requested. Thank you, $name ." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $SocksM is 1 and $PantiesM is 0>>Miss $Gray inspects your panties, before reaching inside them to check you're caged. "A locked cage and panties, just as requested. Thank you, $name ." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>Miss $Gray pulls at the top of your hosiery, pulling them down slightly to give her a better view of your underwear. "Boxers, $name , really? They’re so inappropriate underneath hosiery, and uncomfortable too, I imagine." She sighs, before pulling down your underwear beneath your crotch. "At least you're properly locked." She then lets you dress again.\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 2>>”Boxers as well? You continue to disappoint me.” She sighs, before pulling down your underwear beneath your crotch. "At least you're properly locked." She then lets you dress again.<</if>> <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>"It is extremely disappointing that you can't follow the most basic of instructions $name . Come here at lunch for your punishment."\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $GrayR lt -1>>"While it is good that you can follow instructions, I am not pleased with your behavior. Come here at lunch for you punishment."\ <<else>>“Your behavior has been better as of late. Keep it up.”<</if>> She returns to her desk, and you sit down at your table, waiting for your lesson to commence. [[4-2b<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 16>>\ <<if $GrayLunchFail is 0>><<set $CC2 to 2>>The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell of the day rings, signaling that the students can go home. Unless, of course, they are locked in a chastity cage, in which case they must go see Miss $Gray . You enter room 68 after the class empties. "Ah, $name , I'm glad to see you care about something" she says, as she removes the key from her breast pocket. "You will give it back to me in our lesson tomorrow, and then I will return it this time tomorrow." She then slides the key across the table, and you hastily grab it. "Don't lose it" She jests. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/MGbDPrzJ/Gray-key.jpg]] //Freedom!// You leave the classroom before Miss $Gray finds another way to ruin your day.<</if>>\ <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell of the day rings, signaling that the students can go home. Normally, you would go to Miss $Gray at this time, but with you not following her rules, she wouldn't give you the key even if you did go to room 68.<</if>> <<if $Day3 is 1 and $Blackmail is 2>>[[Jen Monday 1<-Finish the day]]<<else>>[[4-1f<-Finish the day]]<</if>>

<<set $M to 55>>\ <<set $CC2 to 3>>\ <<set $Tights1 to 1, $TightsA to 1, $SocksM to 0>>\ <<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>\ <<set $WornTights to 1>>\ <<set $Fem to 16>>\ <<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>\ Before you walk to Farrix, you ensure your chastity cage is locked. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] As per Miss $Gray 's new instructions, you enter her room prior to your lesson, so that she can give you an inspection. She’s already at her desk, typing away at the computer. "Nice to see you can sometimes follow rules" she says as she comes out from behind her desk, and you approach. "Now, show me you can follow the rest." [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5ytWZ56r/Inspection.jpg]] As requested, you unzip your pants. "Again, $name, really? I thought I made myself perfectly clear that from now on you were required to wear hosiery. Fortunately, I was prepared for you doing this." Without elaborating as to just how she came prepared, she rummages around in her bag for something. “Most working women tend to carry a spare pair in their handbags. She retrieves whatever it is she was looking for, and walks back over to you. She hands you the package, which is much easier to see now. It’s a pair of opaque black tights, still in their flimsy plastic box. "What are you waiting for? Put them on." It's one thing to disobey Miss Gray when she asks you to go out and get something, but it's another thing to go against her will when she wants you to do something right in front of her. "I'd hurry if I were you, unless you wanted your fellow students to walk in on you changing." That point stops any thoughts of arguing with her. You flip off your shoes, pull down your pants and open the package. It’s a strange battle of wanting to put them on quickly, yet not wanting to rip them, which you’ve heard they are so prone to doing. Just feeling them in your hand, you understand those comments. Though you can’t spare the time to look up, you’re sure Miss $Gray is laughing at your struggle. After taking off your socks, the tights are then pulled up your legs, starting at your feet, growing up your calves, before recklessly being pulled up to rest on your waist. "Well that wasn't a very feminine display. I hope you improve over time, and as for those" she says, her eyes resting on the torn and ruined socks on the floor "there's no need for them, and I'm sure you'll agree by the end of day, so how about you throw them in the trash?" You sheepishly do as she wants, tossing them in the bin. “And don’t forget your detention at lunch either.” The classroom door opens for the other students only seconds later. [[School 4-3b<-Continue]]

<<set $CC2 to 3>>\ <<set $M to 55>>\ Before you head to Farrix, you ensure your chastity cage is locked. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] As per Miss $Gray 's new instructions, you enter her room prior to your lesson, so that she can give you an inspection. She’s already at her desk, typing away at the computer. "Nice to see you can sometimes follow rules" she says as she comes out from behind her desk, and you approach. "Now, show me you can follow the rest." [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5ytWZ56r/Inspection.jpg]] As requested, you unzip your pants. <<if $SocksM is 0 and $PantiesM is 0>>Miss $Gray plays with the top of your hosiery, pulling them down slightly to give her a better view of your underwear. She smiles at seeing your panties, before reaching inside them to check you're caged. "A locked cage with panties and tights, just as requested. Thank you, $name ." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $SocksM is 1 and $PantiesM is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>"No hosiery, name? Did you get a run in them? Maybe you should start carrying a spare." Miss $Gray then inspects your panties, before reaching inside them to tell if you're caged. "At least you have a locked cage and panties." She lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>Miss $Gray pulls at the top of your hosiery, pulling them down slightly to give her a better view of your underwear. "Boxers, $name , really? They’re so inappropriate underneath hosiery, and uncomfortable too, I imagine. You continue to disappoint me." She sighs, before pulling down your underwear beneath your crotch. "At least you’re properly locked." She lets you dress again.\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 2>>"What's this? Did you forget what school you're attending?" She sighs, before pulling down your boxers beneath your crotch. "At least you’re properly locked." She then lets you dress again.<</if>> <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>"It is extremely disappointing that you can't follow the most basic of instructions $name . Come here at lunch for your punishment."\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $GrayR lt -1>>"While it is good that you can follow instructions, I am not pleased with your behavior. Come here at lunch for you punishment."\ <<else>>“Your behavior has been better as of late. Keep it up.”<</if>> She returns to her desk, and you sit down at your table, waiting for your lesson to commence. [[School 4-3b<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 8>>\ <<set $M to 0>>\ The students begin to file in around you. $Ash sits next to you as usual, and you whisper a quiet "hello" to her. <<if $AshR lt 0>>She barely seems to acknowledge your presence past anything more than a small glance in your general direction.\ <<elseif $AshR is 0>>She replies with a brief smile before taking out her work books.\ <<elseif $AshR is 1>>She gives you a wide smile and a flirty wink before taking out her work books.\ <<elseif $AshR gt 1>>She gives you a wide smile, a flirty wink, and even a lingering stare at your crotch.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMzGh6KR/Desk-Ash.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $GrayR lt 0>>Miss $Gray seems to be harsher to you today. She demands you answer more questions than she does the other students, and is crueler to you when you get them wrong, and barely affirms your answer when you get them right.<<elseif $GrayR gt - 1>>Despite the pre-class inspection, Miss $Gray barely seems to care about you during the lesson, which you certainly wouldn't complain about.<</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8>>During the lesson, though, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes lustfully wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.<<elseif $Horny lt 9>>Despite the ample distractions around you in the form of attractive women, you manage to listen diligently.<</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>> The butt plug filling your rear isn’t helping the situation, however, and leaves you even more turned on.<</if>> <<if $AshR gt 1 and $GrayR gt -2 and $GrayLunchFail is 0>>The lesson ends, and you breathe a sigh of over being away from Miss $Gray, at least for a couple of hours. $Ash reminds you to meet her if you’d like to hang out at lunch, before heading off in a different direction.\ <<elseif $AshR gt 1>>The lesson ends, and you breathe a sigh of over being away from Miss $Gray, at least for a couple of hours. $Ash asks if you’d like to hang out at lunch, but because of your overbearing teacher, you can’t. She sighs disappointedly before heading off in a different direction.\ <<elseif $AshR lt 2>>The lesson ends. As you look to your left to chat with $Ash , you’re saddened to realize that she’s already left.<</if>> [[Continue->School 4-3ca Lesson]]

You’re looking for $Jen when you hear a familiar voice call your name. “Hey, $name . So, you decided to meet me afterall, huh? Well follow me then.” "Why? Where are we going?" "There's this cool little cafe nearby. Come on, I'll take you there." //What have I gotten myself into?// [img[https://i.postimg.cc/1zvf4cY5/Cafe_exterior.jpg]] 10 minutes after sheepishly following $Jen , you arrive at the cute cafe as promised. The exposed brick walls give it a somewhat artistic vibe, bolstered by the sporadically placed canvases. "Take a seat, over there in the corner." You follow $Jen 's command while she approaches the counter, talking with the woman there. From the way they’re talking and laughing together, you get the impression that they know each other, perhaps they’re even friends. With her back exposed to you, you enjoy the opportunity to admire $Jen 's body without her knowing what you are doing. Since you met her a week ago, you’ve not really had a chance to check her out. A minute later, your blackmailer returns, sitting down opposite you in the booth. "Nice place, isn't it? My Dad's friends with the owner. Anyway, how was your day?" "Good" you curtly reply, not understanding the girl. "You really do confuse me. If you didn't want to talk then you didn't have to look for me after school." You're unsure how to reply, and the silence is only broken when the same girl from behind the counter walks to the table with a tray of 2 mugs which she places on the surface. As quickly as she came, the girl leaves. “Anyway, enough small talk. Did you wear that plug today?" <<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $JenR to $JenR + 1>>Quieting your voice, you reply "I did. Did you?" "Sure did. It's amazing how you almost seem to forget you're wearing it right? Well, until you sit down again." You laugh at her point, happy that it isn't just you. "Are you still nervous?"\ <<elseif $ButtPlug is 0>>"No, I didn't." "Shame. I'm really enjoying it." After she says that, you notice her body subtly moving up and down. //She's bouncing on that plug!// "Are you really doing that here?" "Hey, nobody knows, except you." You feel a faint stroke on your leg, and you're sure it's her leg, teasing you. When the conversation doesn't pick up, you recall your meeting on Saturday. "Are you still nervous?"<</if>> "What for?" "Having sex, with your boyfriend." "Well, we've already had sex, many times. But for anal? A little, not as much as before though. How about you?" "Why would I be nervous about having anal sex?" You have to remind yourself to be quiet after saying that. "Not for that. I mean, have you ever had sex? I assumed you haven't, of course." "No, not yet." You take a sip out of the mug, eager to hydrate your dry throat. "Well I'm sure you've had your eye on some girl at school. Anyone in particular?" [[School 4-3 Jen Ash<-Mention your friend ]] [[School 4-3 Jen Gray<-Talk about your teacher]] [[School 4-3 Jen Nobody<-Don't talk about anyone]]

<<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Lsy80Wp5/Black-tights.jpg]] You hold the nylon in your hands. You reach inside and grab them by the toe section, rushing to ensure you aren't late for Miss $Gray . When you pull them up past your knees and on your waist, you're surprised at how comfortable they feel. With how aggressively you put them on, there could easily be a hole in the delicate material, but you don't have time to worry about that. [[Closet<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 8>>\ <<set $M to 0>>\ The students begin to file in around you. $Ash sits next to you as usual, and you whisper a quiet "hello" to her. <<if $AshR lt 0>>She barely seems to acknowledge your presence past anything more than a small glance in your general direction.\ <<elseif $AshR is 0>>She replies with a brief smile before taking out her work books.\ <<elseif $AshR is 1>>She gives you a wide smile and a flirty wink before taking out her work books.\ <<elseif $AshR gt 1>>She gives you a wide smile, a flirty wink, and even a lingering stare at your crotch.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMzGh6KR/Desk-Ash.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $GrayR lt 0>>Miss $Gray seems to be harsher to you today. She demands you answer more questions than she does the other students, and is crueler to you when you get them wrong, and barely affirms your answer when you get them right.<<elseif $GrayR gt - 1>>Despite the pre-class inspection, Miss $Gray barely seems to care about you during the lesson, which you certainly wouldn't complain about.<</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8>>During the lesson, though, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes lustfully wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.<<elseif $Horny lt 9>>Despite the ample distractions around you in the form of attractive women, you manage to listen diligently.<</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>> The butt plug filling your rear isn’t helping the situation, however, and leaves you even more turned on.<</if>> <<if $AshR gt 1 and $GrayR gt -2 and $GrayLunchFail is 0>>The lesson ends, and you breathe a sigh of over being away from Miss $Gray, at least for a couple of hours. $Ash reminds you to meet her if you’d like to hang out at lunch, before heading off in a different direction.\ <<elseif $AshR gt 1>>The lesson ends, and you breathe a sigh of over being away from Miss $Gray, at least for a couple of hours. $Ash asks if you’d like to hang out at lunch, but because of your overbearing teacher, you can’t. She sighs disappointedly before heading off in a different direction.\ <<elseif $AshR lt 2>>The lesson ends. As you look to your left to chat with $Ash , you’re saddened to realize that she’s already left.<</if>> [[Continue->School 4-4c Lesson]]

<<set $H to 16>>\ <<set $Fem to 18>>\ <<if $GrayLunchFail is 0>><<set $CC2 to 2>>The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell of the day rings, signaling that the students can go home. Unless, of course, they are locked in a chastity cage, in which case they must go see Miss $Gray . You enter room 68 after the class empties. "Ah, $name , I'm glad to see you care about something" she says, as she removes the key from her breast pocket. "You will give it back to me in our lesson tomorrow, and then I will return it this time tomorrow." She then slides the key across the table, and you hastily grab it. "Don't lose it" She jests. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/MGbDPrzJ/Gray-key.jpg]] //Freedom!// You are about to head out the door when you consider bringing up how itchy the tights make your legs feel. If you did talk about it, Miss $Gray might understand, and let you go back to your socks. [[Complain tights<-Complain about tights being uncomfortable]]\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 1>>The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell of the day rings, signaling that the students can go home. Normally, you would go to Miss $Gray at this time, but with you not following her rules, she wouldn't give you the key even if you did go to room 68.<</if>> [[4-4f<-Finish the day]]

<<set $CC2 to 3>>\ Before you head to Farrix, you ensure your chastity cage is locked. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] As per Miss $Gray 's new instructions, you enter her room prior to your lesson, so that she can give you an inspection. She’s already at her desk, typing away at the computer. "Nice to see you can sometimes follow rules" she says as she comes out from behind her desk, and you approach. "Now, show me you can follow the rest." [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5ytWZ56r/Inspection.jpg]] As requested, you unzip your pants. <<if $SocksM is 0 and $PantiesM is 0>>Miss $Gray plays with the top of your hosiery, pulling them down slightly to give her a better view of your underwear. She smiles at seeing your panties, before reaching inside them to check you're caged. "A locked cage with panties and tights, just as requested. Thank you, $name ." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $SocksM is 1 and $PantiesM is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>"No hosiery, name? Did you get a run in them? Maybe you should start carrying a spare." Miss $Gray then inspects your panties, before reaching inside them to tell if you're caged. "At least you have a locked cage and panties." She lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>Miss $Gray pulls at the top of your hosiery, pulling them down slightly to give her a better view of your underwear. "Boxers, $name , really? They’re so inappropriate underneath hosiery, and uncomfortable too, I imagine. You continue to disappoint me." She sighs, before pulling down your underwear beneath your crotch. "At least you’re properly locked." She lets you dress again.\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 2>>"What's this? Did you forget what school you're attending?" She sighs, before pulling down your boxers beneath your crotch. "At least you’re properly locked." She then lets you dress again.<</if>> <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>"It is extremely disappointing that you can't follow the most basic of instructions $name . Come here at lunch for your punishment."\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $GrayR lt -1>>"While it is good that you can follow instructions, I am not pleased with your behavior. Come here at lunch for you punishment."\ <<else>>“Your behavior has been better as of late. Keep it up.”<</if>> She returns to her desk, and you sit down at your table, waiting for your lesson to commence. [[School 4-5b<-Continue]]

<<set $M to $M + 10>>\ <<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>\ <<set $OrderToShave to 1>>\ "Miss $Gray?" You meekly utter as you nervously enter her attention again. "Yes, $name?" "About these...tights...well they're not that comfortable, I was wondering if maybe you would allow me to wear socks again. I promise I will take good care of them." The room is silent following your unconfident speech as your teacher (presumably) considers your request. Her answer only commences once you have the confidence to look up at her. “So you’re not happy with the new rules? The rules that every other student at Farix has no problem with? I’m not sure when you will learn that you are not an exception, $name .” “But I’m a boy! How is that not an exception?” “Your gender is irrelevant in this. You are at a school for girls, so you shall follow the same rules.” You realize you won’t win this argument, or probably any other one with her, so you go to head out the door. “Hold on, $name .” Her voice cuts across the room, stopping you just as your hand was about to reach the door handle. “If you’re uncomfortable, there is an obvious reason why.” “Really? Why?” “Hosiery is designed for women, who are expected to shave their legs. If you are finding them uncomfortable, then you will just have to remove that unsightly hair.” “I’ll think about it.” You reply, having already written her stupid suggestion off. “Oh, sorry if I made it sound like you have a choice in this, it was a command, not a suggestion. If you have a problem, then this is the natural solution, so I expect them to be shaved by Monday.” Knowing nothing you can say will change her desires, you leave the room, having only made things worse for yourself. [[4-4f<-Continue]]

<<set $Razors to $Razors - 1>>\ <<set $Shaving to $Shaving + 1>>\ <<if $OrderToShave is 1>><<set $OrderToShave to 2>><</if>>\ <<if $OrderToShave is 0>><<set $OrderToShave to 3>><</if>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/13H0CyYQ/Shave-Legs.jpg]] <<if $ShaveLegs gt 100>><<set $H to $H + 2>>You step into the shower, feeling the water run from the top of your body before dripping and sliding down to your legs - your hairy, manly legs. With an almost nervous feeling in your stomach, you take your bottle of body wash, squirt a very generous glob into your hand, and spread it over your right leg. You then reach over to your razor. You slide it up your leg once before hair jams the blades. After rinsing them out, you take another swipe at your leg. You have to keep rinsing the razor out, but you make progress as you see the hairs disappear from your ankles, then your calves. Your knees are a pain as you almost fall over trying to get to every part of your leg. You finish shaving your thigh before you take a proud look at your work. There's a clear difference between how your legs look. Your left looks like that of an ugly, unkempt bear, while your right looks like a sexy picture of femininity. When you reach down to feel the difference, your view is only supported. In comparison to your shaved leg, the other one feels like it has thorns growing on it. Surprisingly, that doubles your conviction as you get about shaving leg number 2. It feels easier and quicker this time, and before you know it, you have two smooth, womanly legs that feel heavenly to rub together. [[Bathroom<-Return][$H to $H + 2, $ShaveLegs to 0]]\ <<else>><<set $ShaveLegs1 = ["Stepping into the shower, you feel the refreshing power of H2O washing your body over from head to toe.", "The hot shower water blasts onto your skin, leaving you feeling clean.", "You step into the shower and turn it on, the tonic water leaving you refreshed."]>><<set $length = $ShaveLegs1.length>>\ <<set $i = Math.floor(Math.random()*$length)>>\ <<print $ShaveLegs1[$i]>> <<set $ShaveLegs2 = ["You reach for one of your razors, and get ready to shave your legs.", "Grasping at one of your razors, you prepare to shave your legs.", "With your razor in hand, you get ready to shave your legs."]>><<set $length = $ShaveLegs2.length>><<set $i = Math.floor(Math.random()*$length)>>\ <<print $ShaveLegs2[$i]>> <<set $ShaveLegs3 = ["Beginning with your right leg, you point your feet, ankle and knee to get a better view of your body.", "You start from your ankle and work your way up past your knee and up to your thigh.", "The razor shaves first around your ankles, before scratching the hairs off the rest of your leg."]>><<set $length = $ShaveLegs3.length>><<set $i = Math.floor(Math.random()*$length)>>\ <<print $ShaveLegs3[$i]>> <<set $ShaveLegs4 = ["The blade works it’s way around your other leg, until you’re left with a pair of beautiful, womanly limbs on the lower half of your body", "After another 20 minutes of painstaking attention to detail, you have to hairless legs with which to stand on.", "Once your razor finishes it’s journey around your other leg, you’re left with your gorgeous body, hairless."]>><<set $length = $ShaveLegs4.length>><<set $i = Math.floor(Math.random()*$length)>>\ <<print $ShaveLegs4[$i]>> [[Bathroom<-Return][$H to $H + 1, $ShaveLegs to 0]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 8>>\ <<set $M to 0>>\ The students begin to file in around you. $Ash sits next to you as usual, and you whisper a quiet "hello" to her. <<if $AshR lt 0>>She barely seems to acknowledge your presence past anything more than a small glance in your general direction.\ <<elseif $AshR is 0>>She replies with a brief smile before taking out her work books.\ <<elseif $AshR is 1>>She gives you a wide smile and a flirty wink before taking out her work books.\ <<elseif $AshR gt 1>>She gives you a wide smile, a flirty wink, and even a lingering stare at your crotch.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMzGh6KR/Desk-Ash.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $GrayR lt 0>>Miss $Gray seems to be harsher to you today. She demands you answer more questions than she does the other students, and is crueler to you when you get them wrong, and barely affirms your answer when you get them right.<<elseif $GrayR gt - 1>>Despite the pre-class inspection, Miss $Gray barely seems to care about you during the lesson, which you certainly wouldn't complain about.<</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8>>During the lesson, though, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes lustfully wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.<<elseif $Horny lt 9>>Despite the ample distractions around you in the form of attractive women, you manage to listen diligently.<</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>> The butt plug filling your rear isn’t helping the situation, however, and leaves you even more turned on.<</if>> <<if $AshR gt 1 and $GrayR gt -2 and $GrayLunchFail is 0>>The lesson ends, and you breathe a sigh of over being away from Miss $Gray, at least for a couple of hours. $Ash reminds you to meet her if you’d like to hang out at lunch, before heading off in a different direction.\ <<elseif $AshR gt 1>>The lesson ends, and you breathe a sigh of over being away from Miss $Gray, at least for a couple of hours. $Ash asks if you’d like to hang out at lunch, but because of your overbearing teacher, you can’t. She sighs disappointedly before heading off in a different direction.\ <<elseif $AshR lt 2>>The lesson ends. As you look to your left to chat with $Ash , you’re saddened to realize that she’s already left.<</if>> [[Continue->School 4-5c Lesson]]

<<set $H to 16>>\ <<if $GrayLunchFail is 0>><<set $CC2 to 2>>The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell of the day rings, signaling that the students can go home. Unless, of course, they are locked in a chastity cage, in which case they must go see Miss $Gray . You enter room 68 after the class empties. "Ah, $name , I'm glad to see you care about something" she says, as she removes the key from her breast pocket. "You will give it back to me in our lesson tomorrow, and then I will return it this time tomorrow." She then slides the key across the table, and you hastily grab it. "Don't lose it" She jests. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/MGbDPrzJ/Gray-key.jpg]] //Freedom!// You leave the classroom before Miss $Gray finds another way to ruin your day.<</if>>\ <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell of the day rings, signaling that the students can go home. Normally, you would go to Miss $Gray at this time, but with you not following her rules, she wouldn't give you the key even if you did go to room 68.<</if>> [[4-5f<-Finish the day]]

<<set $Fem to 22>>\ <<set $CC2 to 3>>\ Before you walk to Farrix, you ensure your chastity cage is locked. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] As per Miss $Gray 's new instructions, you enter her room prior to your lesson, so that she can give you an inspection. She’s already at her desk, typing away at the computer. "Nice to see you can sometimes follow rules" she says as she comes out from behind her desk, and you approach. "Now, show me you can follow the rest." [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5ytWZ56r/Inspection.jpg]] As requested, you unzip your pants. <<if $SocksM is 0 and $PantiesM is 0>>Miss $Gray plays with the top of your hosiery, pulling them down slightly to give her a better view of your underwear. She smiles at seeing your panties, before reaching inside them to check you're caged. "A locked cage with panties and tights, just as requested. Thank you, $name ."\ <<elseif $SocksM is 1 and $PantiesM is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>"No hosiery, name? Did you get a run in them? Maybe you should start carrying a spare." Miss $Gray then inspects your panties, before reaching inside them to tell if you're caged. "At least you have a locked cage and panties." \ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>Miss $Gray pulls at the top of your hosiery, pulling them down slightly to give her a better view of your underwear. "Boxers, $name , really? They’re so inappropriate underneath hosiery, and uncomfortable too, I imagine. You continue to disappoint me." She sighs, before pulling down your underwear beneath your crotch. "At least you’re properly locked."\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 2>>"What's this? Did you forget what school you're attending?" She sighs, before pulling down your boxers beneath your crotch. "At least you’re properly locked."<</if>> <<if $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs gt 6>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>Miss $Gray looks at your legs. "Really? How could you let your legs grow this disgusting? Be sure to shave them and they'll look and feel much better." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs lt 3>>Miss $Gray lightly strokes your leg. "Don't you just love the feeling of freshly shaven legs? So smooth, so feminine. Keep it up."\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs lt 7 and $ShaveLegs gt 2>>Miss $Gray admires your legs. "Smooth, be sure to keep it up." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 1 and $Day3 is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>"And don't think that I hadn't noticed that you haven't shaved your legs yet. It will make your hosiery feel much more pleasant." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 2>><<set $OrderToShave to 4>>"And don't think I didn't notice your shaven legs" she remarks, stroking your smooth skin. "Don't they make your legs feel much more womanly? I doubt you will need to complain about your hosiery ever again." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 3>><<set $GrayR to $GrayR + 1, $OrderToShave to 4>>"Are those what I think they are?" She asks, stroking your shaven legs. "How smooth. Don't they make your legs feel so womanly, so feminine? I'm so proud of you, doing this without any encouragement. Since everyone else at Farrix shaves their legs regularly, I see no reason why shouldn't have to from now on, though I doubt you will complain at that." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<else>>She then lets you dress yourself again.<</if>> <<if $ShoesCOrder is 1 and $ShoesC is 1>> \ Miss $Gray admires your flats. "Such cute shoes, $name . Make sure to keep wearing them."\ <<elseif $ShoesCOrder is 1 and $ShoesC is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>> "I'm sure you would much prefer to be wearing a pair of cute flats, so where are they?"<</if>>\ <<if $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlug is 1>> Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. "Nice to see you can remember this" she taunts, pressing down on the butt plug inside you. "I'm sure it will be harder for you to daydream in class when you have this constantly reminding you of its presence."\ <<elseif $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlug is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1, $TimesSpanked to $TimesSpanked + 1>> Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. The silent room is quickly filled with a shriek from you as her hand slaps your butt cheeks. "I thought I made it clear that you will wear a butt plug from now on." Several more times you cry out as her hand hits you.<</if>> <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>"It is extremely disappointing that you can't follow the most basic of instructions $name . Come here at lunch for your punishment."\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $GrayR lt -1>>"While it is good that you can follow instructions, I am not pleased with your behavior. Come here at lunch for you punishment."\ <<else>>“Your behavior has been better as of late. Keep it up.”<</if>> She returns to her desk, and you sit down at your table, waiting for your lesson to commence.<<if $Horny gt 6 and $SportsBraOrder is 0>><<set $SportsBraOrder to 1>> Feeling on edge from your hornyness, you decide to be boldly daring. Your teacher’s sat, not paying attention to you, preparing the lesson whilst awaiting the rest of the students’ arrival. With her ample bosom, how could you not take the opportunity to stare? Well, only a few seconds into doing that do you get caught red handed and lustful eyed in another harsh moment of realization that she has a sixth sense when it comes to you. Her head flips round to capture you staring. “Really? After all you’ve done in your time here to make the girls feel uncomfortable, you can’t be a better person and ignore these?” Her hands cup her breasts, not helping your position. “With how you’re around girls for most of the day, I’m surprised you’re not better than a compulsion to stare. But who am I kidding? I should never assume anything but the worst of you.” She seems like she’s done, before her scathing rant picks up again. “I think you need to feel as self conscious as women do, so that you can empathize with them instead of gormlessly gazing. Yes, from now on, you’ll need to wear a sports bra everyday.” “A sports bra?!” “Yes. They should be easy enough to hide, but should leave you more than conscious of its presence, leaving you just as self aware of its existence as your cohorts are of their breasts. But don’t worry, it’s as though your white shirt is transparent, is it?” She cackles as she once more fills you day with feelings of dread.<</if>> [[5-2b<-Continue]]

“Well, there is this girl that’s in one of my classes. She’s really cute but…is into some interesting things. She’s gotten me into a mess before. As much as I like her, she hasn’t brought up taking the relationship forward, or even making it official.” “Huh. Well, it sounds like you’re really into her, and she must like you too if you’ve been intimate." "I suppose. “Trust me. If there’s one thing I know, it’s relationships. Don’t be bummed out just because you didn’t have sex on the first date. Unless she’s a complete lunatic, she’ll end up having sex with you eventually.” "I guess you’re right. Now, who is this delightful woman?” “Her name’s $Ash .” $Jen spits out her drink. “Wait, $Ash ? You’re in Miss $Gray ‘s class, right?” You nod, alarmed at her reaction. “Oh man, $name . You sure know how to pick them.” “What do you mean?” “To cut a long story short, we used to know each other. It wasn’t my choice - she was friends with my…friend. Anyway, I’m not gonna tell you how to live your life, apart from giving me my money, of course, but I’d be wary of her.” [[School 4-3 Jen 2<-Continue]]

"Well, it probably sounds stupid, but I do have something of a crush on one of my teachers." "Oh yeah? Who? Let me guess, it’s Mr Hawt in Science, right?" "What? No, it’s Miss $Gray ." "Oh man..." "What?" "I'm sure any boy who goes to Farrix would have a crush on her. But don't let her beauty fool you, she's a ruthless bitch." "What makes you say that? "Well I've heard things, not from students, but some powerful people. Apparently, she was fired from her last job for accepting bribes." "Really, where was she fired from?" "I'm not sure, but I think she was a teacher at another school. But that's not the fucked up part. I heard the bribes came from someone who was representing the mafia or some other crime group. Anyway, once they had her do a couple of things for them, they had her under their thumb. If she ever did anything they didn't want, one leak to the police later, she's in prison." "Damn. Are we talking about the same Miss $Gray ?" "Well, these are all rumors. But all lies have an element of truth, right?" [[School 4-3 Jen 2<-Continue]]

"Actually, not really.” You answer, trying to come with a good excuse. “Life's been really chaotic ever since moving here, so relationships aren't exactly my first priority." "That's understandable. As someone who's been in many shitty relationships, it can be liberating to be single and not have to worry about someone else. Plus, sometimes you just want to fuck other people, you know?" "Not really." "Right, of course not. But things are amazing when you don't have them, right? And when you do have them, they lose their value." "Are you saying it's better to not have things than to have them?" "Man, I don't know. It's the middle of the week after school, I think I'm all tapped out of wisdom for now." [[School 4-3 Jen 2<-Continue]]

<<set $M to $M + 30>>\ A noise originates from $Jen 's phone, which she retrieves from her bag. It sounds like a phone call, but when she looks at the screen, she taps the deny button. "Anyway, as I was sa..." Her phone rings again. "Sorry about this." This time she accepts the call, leaving you to sip on the rest of your drink. "Really? Right now?" "Well, yeah, a little, but I can be there if you’re desperate." "Whatever. I'll be there soon." The call ends. "Well I'm sorry to do this, but I've got to go." "Is everything okay?" "It's nothing" she says, getting to her feet and picking up her bag. "Can you cover this?" [[4-3 Jen 4a She Pay<-Ask her to pay for the drinks]] <<if $Money gt 9>>[[4-3 Jen 4b Pay<-Pay for the drinks]]\ <<elseif $Money lt 10>>You don't have the money to pay for the drinks<</if>>

"Sorry, but I don't think I have enough on me.” "No worries, I can get it." She reaches into her pocket and drops 15$ on the table. "Hey, remember fifty on Monday, though." Her voice fades as she dashes away, out the door. //Huh. I wonder what that was about// You remain in the booth for a moment, reflecting on the surprisingly nice time you had with the girl who is blackmailing you. When your mug sits empty, you also head to leave, thanking the girl behind the counter before going home. [[Room<-Continue][$JenR to $JenR + 1, $H to $H + 3]]

"Yeah sure, no worries." "Thanks. I appreciate it." Expecting her to leave, you're caught off guard when she leans in and kisses you on the cheek. "Remember, fifty on Monday." Her voice fades as she walks out the door. You remain in the booth for a moment, reflecting on the surprisingly nice time you had with the girl who is blackmailing you. When your mug sits empty, you also head to leave, thanking the girl behind the counter before going home. [[Room<-Continue][$JenR to $JenR + 1, $H to $H + 3, $Money to $Money - 10]]

<<set $WornNeg to 0>>\ After walking the familiar path to $Ash ‘s house, she eagerly opens the door before you even get a chance to knock. “Hey $name !” She greets you inside with a kiss, before leading you upstairs. While her Farrix uniform certainly allows her to dress slutty, her outfit today leaves even less to the imagination. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/d1L5WHkP/Ash-1a.jpg]] “I was thinking we could watch a movie. I heard about this really cool drama that I wanted to check out.” She cuddles up to you on the couch before pressing play on what quickly proves itself to be more than a simple drama. The lady of the household never cared much for her husband, likely because she never had much choice in the marriage. The few experiences she had of joy as a wife was when she could spend frivolously, but that all changed when the lord hired a new maid. Of course, neither of the women could express the emotions they immediately felt, both because it’d be improper, but also because of the consequences if such admissions were overheard. But the lady noticed how the maid’s stare lingered whenever she was dressing her, and whenever she was caught gazing at the lady’s breasts, she’d blush. And how was the maid supposed to feel when she overheard the lady talking good of her to the lord? The night it truly started though, was following an argument between the wedded couple, and the lady, brought to tears, looked to her loyal maid for comfort. “I wish he’d be more attentive. More like…you.” The lady welcomed the kiss that followed, and they soon found themselves stripping - the noblewoman of her velvet dress and jewels, and the maid of her one and only tattered and torn uniform. It soon becomes more than swapping tongues, and they find themselves scissoring each other. While neither have experience with such an act, they make up for it with lust. They’re so turned on, in fact, they forget the need to be quiet, and their screeching moans soon echo all over the property, alerting the husband. Alarmed, he races to the source, stopping at the door and peeking through the keyhole. Rather than be disgusted and enraged at the adulterous act, he takes out his hard cock, and begins jerking off. It doesn’t take long for him to cum, and when he does, he too forgets to be subtle with his moans, grunting as his seed splatters against the door. The women orgasm in unison. All three are ready for round two. $Ash is on you before the credits begin to roll. “Kiss me.” She straddles you whilst locking your lips, both of you barely remembering to stop for oxygen. Hands frantically grab at each other’s body. You struggle to take off her skirt, whilst she unbuckles your pants. <<if $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 0>>”Oh $name ! Are you wearing tights? You have no idea how much you’re turning me on right now!” She pulls your pants further down to your knees. Her hands stroke over your nylon-covered legs, teasing you further. Fingers peeling away at your tights, she uncovers your boxers. ”Huh.” $Ash grunts, dejected. “Is everything okay?” “It’s nothing, I’m just not feeling that well is all. Sorry, but I don’t think I can do this right now.” You can’t understand what happened to make everything go wrong, but you get dressed once more. You and $Ash talk a bit, but it’s hard to repair the ruined atmosphere. Eventually, you decide it’s for the best to leave. [[Room<-Leave][$Horny to $Horny + 2, $H to $H + 3, $AshW1 to 1]]\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 1>>She pulls your pants down to your knees, where she uncovers your boxers. ”Huh.” $Ash grunts, dejected. “Is everything okay?” “It’s nothing, I’m just not feeling that well is all. Sorry, but I don’t think I can do this right now.” You can’t understand what happened to make everything go wrong, but you get dressed once more. You and $Ash talk a bit, but it’s hard to repair the ruined atmosphere. Eventually, you decide it’s for the best to leave. [[Room<-Leave][$Horny to $Horny + 2, $H to $H + 3, $AshW1 to 1]]\ <<elseif $SocksM is 0 and $PantiesM is 0>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/RF5W8qqS/Ash-1c.jpg]] ”Oh $name ! Are you wearing tights? You have no idea how much you’re turning me on right now!” She pulls your pants further down to your knees. Her hands stroke over your nylon-covered legs, teasing you further. FIngers peeling away at your tights, she uncovers your panties. [[AshW1 Sex Time<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 2, $H to $H + 3]]\ <<elseif $SocksM is 1 and $PantiesM is 0>>She pulls your pants down to your knees, where she uncovers your panties. [[AshW1 Sex Time<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 2, $H to $H + 3]]<</if>>

<<if $CC2 is 3>>$Ash kisses the top of your panties. "Is that a cage I feel?" Her fingers curl up into your panties, pulling them down and exposing your locked up cock. "It's a new one, right? You're kinkier than I thought. Tell me, do you have the key on you?" $Ash looks visibly disappointed when you shake your head. “Fuck, I’m so horny right now. If I can’t help you get off, then you’re going to have to help me.” With that said, you watch as her arms reach over her bed and beneath her pillow. When they return to within your peripheral vision, you see a silicone dildo grasped. She thrusts it into your chest. “Here. I hope you know what to do.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Sx638v8g/Ash-1b.jpg]] She flips over onto the bed, rushing to pull down her skirt. She flicks it off with her feet, leaving you an open view of her red sheer panties, which do little to hide her vagina. Taking her dildo in your hand, you move closer to $Ash . You can see small dots and lines of wetness in her gusset. Her eyes give you a look you’ve never seen before - a gaze which tells you to hurry up. Just as she had done to you, you pull down her panties. Having never been relied on to give someone sexual pleasure, you sweat as your hands navigate the dildo to her pussy. You watch, almost in awe, as the dildo enters, the head penetrating her pussy. The artificial cock moves in further slowly. Suddenly, you feel $Ash ‘s hands on yours, pushing you to thrust faster and further. Her grip releases when you’re thrusting at a pace that’s making her moan, which spurs you on quicker still. Your still exposed dick is staining the bed with precum, drawing artwork of denied pleasure, just as $Ash did with her panties. Her grunts are getting more aggressive, and there’s a slapping sound coming from the dildo sliding inside her pussy. “$name ! I’m go…” She has to take heavy breaths between words. “Gonna…” “CUM!” Her moans slow down to a labored crawl. “That…that was something else $name .” You stop your now aching arms before laying down next to $Ash . “You’re great with your hands. You must get a lot of practice.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” You ask, your own words split by heaving breathing. She laughs slightly. “Well, if you had remembered your keys I could have helped you out.” You both embrace the pleasant silence of $Ash ‘s post orgasmic bliss before she breaks it. “Spend the night.” “What?” “Stay here, with me, just us.” [[AshW1 Spend the Night<-Agree][$Horny to $Horny + 4]] [[AshW1 Leave<-Decline][$Horny to $Horny + 4]]\ <<elseif $CC2 is 2>>$Ash kisses the top of your panties. "Is that a cage I feel?" Her fingers curl into your panties, pulling them down and exposing your locked up cock. "It's a new one, right? You're kinkier than I thought. Tell me, do you have the key on you?" Too horny to care about anything but your dick and it’s soon to be pleasure, you remove the key from your pocket. $Ash instantly takes it from you, and uses it to unlock the cage.\ <<elseif $CC2 is 1>>$Ash kisses the top of your panties, helping your growing dick. Her fingers curl into your panties, pulling them down and exposing your now more than hard member.<</if>> <<if $CC2 is 2 or $CC2 is 1>><<set $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1>>She gets to work on your dick, massaging it as precum begins leaking. “Do you like it?” You grunt in response. “I said, do you like it?” “Yeah, sure.” Your words fall from coherent to grunts once more. She begins jerking your dick, rhythmically upwards and downwards. Her motion picks up, getting faster and faster. Your eyes roll back when you feel a new sensation on your dick. A wetness, as well as a tongue running along your cock, from tip to base. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/50Q2xJYP/Ash-1d.jpg]] $Ash ‘s lips engulf your member. You know you won’t be able to last long at all, so you enjoy the feeling of your first blowjob. You’re teetering on the edge of cumming when you start to hear $Ash gagging, but she keeps going. The noises give you a sense of power, of having a mighty, large cock being choked on. Jizz shoots out from your penis as $Ash continues sucking, until she slows down and stops. You look down to see her smiling face. Her opening mouth gives you the sexy sight of her mouth, drowning in cum, it even leaking out of her lips, hanging like a spider dangling from a web. Her mouth closes and you see her throat swallowing. You watch as she opens her now empty mouth. “Spend the night.” “What?” “Stay here, with me, tonight.” [[AshW1 Spend the Night<-Agree to spend the night][$Horny to 0, $Stress to $Stress - 3]] [[AshW1 Leave<-Decline][$Horny to 0]]<</if>>

<<set $Fem to 20>>"Alright, I'll stay the night." "Great! That's awesome. You should go get your school gear so that we can leave for school together tomorrow." You agree, and leave for a short trip back home. Dashing there, you arrive as $Hannah is preparing some food in the kitchen. "Hey $name . Where have you been?" "At a friend's house, I'm going to spend the night there." "Oh, cool." She sounds almost surprised that you have somewhere else to be. “So you won’t be back until tomorrow?” “Yeah, after school.” You head upstairs and gather all the things you’ll need for school: your uniform and your bag. Returning downstairs, $Hannah is waiting by the open door for you. She gives you a hug, which catches you off guard. “Stay safe. I’ll see you tomorrow.” You wave her goodbye and she closes the door behind you. Contrastingly, $Ash is eagerly waiting for your return. When you arrive at her house, she smiles at you. “I’m so happy you’ll be here tonight.” You both sit back down on the bed, where she selects another movie to watch. You two binge movies for an untraceable amount of time. When $Ash looks at her phone, she suggests you should go to bed. You’re shocked to learn at how fast the time passed, but you agree and get ready to go to sleep. [[AshW1 night<-Prepare for sleep][$Horny to $Horny + 2,$H to 23]]

<<if $CC2 is 2>>“Sorry, but I don’t think I should. I mean, it feels like we don’t really know each other.” $Ash is visibly disappointed. “Alright, if that’s what you want.” The two of you clean up from your mess and you put your chastity cage back on. There’s some conversation, but you can’t throw off a lingering feeling of regret.\ <<elseif $CC2 is 1 or $CC2 is 3>>“Sorry, but I don’t think I should. I mean, it feels like we don’t really know each other.” $Ash is visibly disappointed. “Alright, if that’s what you want.” The two of you clean up from your mess. There’s some conversation, but you can’t throw off a lingering feeling of regret.<</if>> $Ash walks you to the door. “This was nice. We should hang out more often, stop by on Sundays if you want.” You thank her for her offer, before leaving to head back home. [[Room<-Continue][$AshW1 to 1, $H to $H + 2, $AshR to $AshR - 1]]

<<set $ShoesA to 0, $ShoesB to 0, $SU1 to 0, $PantsM to 0, $BlouseM to 0>>\ $Ash goes to brush her teeth, allowing you to get changed into your pajamas, or you would, had you remembered them. Instead, you simply strip to your underwear, and wait under the covers. $Ash returns, and quickly notices your lack of clothing. “Forget your PJs?” “Kind of.” She gets undressed too, completely within sight, down to her underwear, which are barely covered by the shirt and shorts she then puts on. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/qBPqmNhz/Ash-1e.jpg]] “Want to borrow some?” [[AshW1 yes<-Agree]] [[AshW1 no<-Decline]]

<<set $WoreNeg to 1>>\ <<set $PJD to 1>>\ “Sure, if you don’t mind.” She dives into her drawer looking for something that would suit you. Given the set she’s wearing, you’re expecting a similar pairing, that’s why you’re surprised when she tosses a pink negligee at you. “Don’t you have anything else?” “Hey, you asked for something. Maybe if you specified what you wanted.” “Well, can I have something a little less…revealing? This won’t even reach my thighs!” “That’s kind of the point, hun. It’s much sexier that way, and they give a great view of your cute panties.” You sigh slightly at realizing she won’t hand you anything else, and with her getting into bed, the pressure’s on you to follow suit. You wouldn’t want her to feel bad either, so you move the negligee over your head and pull it down. At least you were right - it doesn’t even reach your thighs. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/mr374KJW/Ash-1f.jpg]] The smooth fabric is soft as it hangs from your shoulders, and feels incredibly weightless. “Very sexy. Now, how about we go to sleep?” You agree and get under the covers, laying next to $Ash in the queen size bed. She turns off the lamp next to her and there’s some pillow talk, but you both are too tired from a day watching atrocious movies to keep it up for long. [[AshW1 Sleep<-Go to sleep]]

“No thanks, I’m good.” “Suit yourself.” $Ash slides into bed next to you. She turns off the lamp next to her and there’s some pillow talk, but you’re both too tired from a day watching atrocious movies to keep it up for long. [[AshW1 Sleep<-Go to sleep]]

"Keep it down." $Jen moans in a hushed voice. “You wouldn’t want your husband to hear us, would you?” “Will you shut up and keep going?” $Ash returns, her own moans separating words. “Being demanding is only going to make me rougher.” “So shut up and be rough.” Hips return to motion as cries of pleasure echo throughout the room. “Harder, bitch.” “Some mouth on you, slut. You’re lucky my gag is missing.” Tears roll down your face and precum leaks from your trapped penis. If only your hands weren’t bound to the chair you’re tied to, you could actually masturbate. Your own words are lost to the plastic ball in your mouth. “I’d keep it down, $name . You wouldn’t want to spoil their fun, would you?” [[AshW1 Morning<-Continue]]

<<set $PJD to 0>>\ <<set $SU1 to 1>>\ <<set $SleepProcess to 1>>\ <<set $Day to $Day + 1, $Day3 to $Day3 + 1>>\ <<if $Day3 is 8>><<set $Day3 to 1>><</if>>\ <<set $H to 7>><<set $M to 0>>\ <<if $C5 lte 0>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>><</if>>\ <<if $Bed2 is 1>><<set $Stress to $Stress - 1>><</if>>\<<set $WeekChores to 0>><<set $CC2 to 3>>\ You wince against the sunlight breaking through the curtains as you awake. $Ash ‘s eyes are open too, and she’s watching you come to your senses. Her hands are already all over you. “Morning, beautiful.” “Morning.” You yawn. “How long have we got before we have to go to Farrix?” She checks her phone, and sighs at uncovering the answer. “Not much. We should probably get dressed.” <<if $WoreNeg is 1>>You agree, getting out of bed to change clothes. Of course, you had completely forgotten the lingerie you were wearing. Despite your initial hesitation, you quickly got used to it. In fact, it feels even softer against your skin in the harsh morning haze. It’s almost a sad moment when you take off the item and put it on $Ash ‘s dresser.\ <<elseif $WornNeg is 0>>You roll out of bed . As harsh as mornings can feel, waking up next to such a beauty as helps the day seem a little less daunting.<</if>> Searching in your bag, you put on your school uniform over your underwear, giving your chastity cage a quick check that it’s actually on as you do, and that the key is safely in your pocket. $Ash is already dressed, and is at her vanity table applying her makeup rather masterfully. That’s when a vicious blast of a thought slaps you across your face ignorant. “Shit.” “My school shoes - I forgot them.” You frantically search your bag, only to confirm what you already knew. “How’d you manage that?” $Ash jokes , a hint of tease in her tone, but you're stressing out too much right now to flirt back. “I can’t go to school in these shoes, Miss $Gray would kill me!” “Well are you going to keep complaining or are you going to do something about it?” On one hand, you could go home and get your shoes, but you would certainly be late to Miss $Gray ‘s class. On the other hand, $Ash seems like a girl with a well stocked closet. <<if $Stress gt 7>>You’re too stressed right now to consider wearing a pair of $Ash ‘s shoes to school.\ <<elseif $Stress lt 8>>[[AshW1 Ask<-Ask if she has any spare shoes]]<</if>> [[Ash W1 home<-Go home to get your own shoes.]]

<<set $ShoesCOrder to 1>>\ <<set $ShoesC to 1>><<set $Shoes3 to 1>>\ <<set $ShoesA to 0, $ShoesB to 0>>\ “Do you have any shoes that I could borrow?” $Ash thinks for a moment before her eyes dart to her closet. She dashes over and starts searching. “I ordered some shoes for school online a while back but they didn’t fit quite right. Where are they?” “Not them.” She calls out, a pair of white trainers being thrown over her shoulder. “Not these either.” A pair of black boots crash down on the other side of the room. “”Definitely not these.” A cute set of pink pumps land right in front of you. “Aha! Here they are.” She jumps back up, a pair of black flats in her hand that she holds out. You take them begrudgingly. Looking at the dainty shoes, you realize how mistaken you were in believing $Ash might have something resembling masculine, or even androgynous. The black color, at least, should more than fit into Farrix ‘s uniform policy, not that the alternative is particularly appealing though. Slipping them on your feet, you’re amazed at how light they feel. It’s like dragging around a pair of feathers. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/FKgyznFj/Ash-Flats.jpg]] Even somewhat covered by your pants, they’re noticeably feminine for anyone who looks at them. You look over to see $Ash putting her own shoes on, which look remarkably similar to yours, or hers. “Well we wouldn’t want to be late.” You have to steel yourself as you exit the house together. Along the way, you realize how little protection the shoes give. It’s like walking barefoot on the pavement beneath. <<if $SocksM is 0>>Combined with your tights, they leave your feet feeling incredibly exposed and vulnerable.<<else>><</if>> You arrive at Farrix together, so you remind $Ash that you have to meet with Miss $Gray before your lesson. You walk together to room 68, but enter alone. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] You see Miss $Gray already at her desk, typing away at her computer. You slide your key over the desk for her to collect. "Nice to see you can sometimes follow rules" she says as she comes out from behind her desk, and you approach. "Now, show me you can follow the rest." [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5ytWZ56r/Inspection.jpg]] As requested, you unzip your pants. <<if $SocksM is 0 and $PantiesM is 0>>Miss $Gray plays with the top of your hosiery, pulling them down slightly to give her a better view of your underwear. She smiles at seeing your panties, before reaching inside them to check you're caged. "A locked cage with panties and tights, just as requested. Thank you, $name ."\ <<elseif $SocksM is 1 and $PantiesM is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>"No hosiery, name? Did you get a run in them? Maybe you should start carrying a spare." Miss $Gray then inspects your panties, before reaching inside them to tell if you're caged. "At least you have a locked cage and panties." \ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>Miss $Gray pulls at the top of your hosiery, pulling them down slightly to give her a better view of your underwear. "Boxers, $name , really? They’re so inappropriate underneath hosiery, and uncomfortable too, I imagine. You continue to disappoint me." She sighs, before pulling down your underwear beneath your crotch. "At least you’re properly locked."\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 2>>"What's this? Did you forget what school you're attending?" She sighs, before pulling down your boxers beneath your crotch. "At least you’re properly locked."<</if>> <<if $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs gt 6>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>Miss $Gray looks at your legs. "Really? How could you let your legs grow this disgusting? Be sure to shave them and they'll look and feel much better." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs lt 3>>Miss $Gray lightly strokes your leg. "Don't you just love the feeling of freshly shaven legs? So smooth, so feminine. Keep it up."\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs lt 7 and $ShaveLegs gt 2>>Miss $Gray admires your legs. "Smooth, be sure to keep it up." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 1 and $Day3 is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>"And don't think that I hadn't noticed that you haven't shaved your legs yet. It will make your hosiery feel much more pleasant." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 2>><<set $OrderToShave to 4>>"And don't think I didn't notice your shaven legs" she remarks, stroking your smooth skin. "Don't they make your legs feel much more womanly? I doubt you will need to complain about your hosiery ever again." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 3>><<set $GrayR to $GrayR + 1, $OrderToShave to 4>>"Are those what I think they are?" She asks, stroking your shaven legs. "How smooth. Don't they make your legs feel so womanly, so feminine? I'm so proud of you, doing this without any encouragement. Since everyone else at Farrix shaves their legs regularly, I see no reason why shouldn't have to from now on, though I doubt you will complain at that." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<else>>She then lets you dress yourself again.<</if>> “Hold on, are those what I think they are?” //Here we go// She pulls up your pant leg, revealing your dainty flats in all their feminine glory.. “What a cute pair of shoes. It’s almost a shame that you have to cover them with pants. Yes, they’re much prettier than your regular ones. In fact, it would be much more appropriate for a student at a girl’s school to be wearing shoes like these daily, so if you come to school in those old, ugly shoes of yours then you won’t be getting this back.” She waves your chastity key at you. You curse your decision to wear the shoes. Fortunately, $Ash did say she doesn’t have much use for them. <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>"It is extremely disappointing that you can't follow the most basic of instructions $name . Come here at lunch for your punishment."\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $GrayR lt -1>>"While it is good that you can follow instructions, I am not pleased with your behavior. Come here at lunch for you punishment."\ <<else>>“Your behavior has been better as of late. Keep it up.”<</if>> She returns to her desk, and you sit down at your table, waiting for your lesson to commence. [[AshW1 earlya<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 8>>\ <<set $Top to 1, $BlouseM to 0, $Bottom to 1, $PantsM to 0, $Outfit to 1, $SU1 to 1, $PJ to 0, $Shoes to 1, $ShoesA to 1, $ShoesB to 0, $Sleepwear to 0>>\ "I'm going to have to go home to get my shoes, but I’m sure we’ll be able to walk home another time.” “Alright then” $Ash replies “if that’s how it has to be.” She sounds a little disappointed, but she’s too busy applying her eyeliner to look saddened by it. You dash downstairs and head out the door wearing the casual shoes you arrived in. You do your best to run home, but saying you’re not a fan of athletics would be the understatement of the century. When you do arrive home, you quickly pick up your school shoes, only to realize how strangely quiet it is. //$Hannah ‘s normally up by now// You walk into the kitchen to make sure you’re right, only to find it empty. On the counter there’s an empty bottle of wine, which isn’t uncommon, but the two empty glasses accompanying it are. Whatever happened last night, you don’t have time to worry about it. You swap out your shoes and head to Farrix, knowing you’ll be walking into Miss $Gray ‘s lesson halfway through. [[AshW1 late<-Continue]]

<<set $M to 30>>\ <<set $GrayR to $GrayR - 1>>\ <<set $CC2 to 3>>\ The hallways of Farrix are empty, and the only noise to be heard are your own footsteps and the muffled conversations inside the classrooms that you walk by. The door of room 68 opens against your hand, and the attention of the entire class falls upon you, but they almost seem disappointed. It seems they’re all used to their male classmate. In fact, the only happy expression is from $Ash , who’s giving you a sympathetic smile. Miss $Gray , on the other hand, has a face epitomizing fury. After taking a seat, the class returns to normal. The small remainder of the lesson passes swiftly. When the bell sounds, you’re not shocked when Miss $Gray approaches you and demands you see her at lunch. With that to look forward to, you head to your next lesson. [[AshW1 lateb<-Continue]]

<<set $LikeFingerButt to 0>>\ <<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>\ <<if $Stress gt 10>><<set $Stress to 10>><</if>>\ <<set $H to 12>>\ <<set $ButtPlugOrder to 1>>\ <<set $GrayLunchFail to 0>>\ You head to room 68, dreading your meeting with Miss $Gray. Her eyes are on you the moment you enter the classroom. “Lean over that desk.” There’s no point in arguing, so you nervously oblige. You bend over a desk, leaving your butt pointing out like a neon sign shouting “hit me!” She doesn’t even bother telling you to unbuckle your pants as she yanks them down to your ankles.<<if $SocksM is 0>> Her nails slip against your skin and the waistband of your tights, roughly dragging the delicate material down.<</if>> <<if $ButtPlugA is 0>><<set $TimesSpanked to $TimesSpanked + 1>>A hand holds your butt cheek firmly. It doesn’t hurt. The pain comes when it breaks contact, only to come slamming back into your ass. The strike sends a shock through your body and you do your best to steel yourself against an inevitable follow up. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/pTkM29WY/Spanking.jpg]] You shudder as another slap lands on your butt courtesy of Miss $Gray . Followed by another. And another, with every hit growing in ferocity. Though you manage to hold back tears, you do shriek out in pain. Eventually, the pain and the spanking ends, but you don’t dare get up until you're asked. You’re surprised when you feel Miss $Gray ‘s body intimately close behind yours. It starts with her hips pressing on yours, followed by her breasts teasing your back. Her hands run along your body and you sense her head move beside yours. She whispers into your ear, even her breath managing to turn you on. “How does it feel?” You hesitate to answer but she can’t expect you to lie, right? “It hurts.” “Not the spanks, my sweet boy.” “Then what?” You hear the subtle sound of a pop in her lips, followed by a finger in your ear - a wet finger. She teases you until her finger moves away. Nothing happens for a moment, until the lubricated finger returns-but not to your face. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/7YRNzBCp/Fingering.jpg]] The cold, wet finger circles your asshole, dancing around the gentle entry to your body. You naturally tense up, but that doesn’t stop Miss $Gray , whose finger slithers its way inside you asshole. Even a tiny part of it is too much for you. //There’s someone else inside me// The finger probes further and your ass reluctantly accepts the stranger. It stretches out inside you, dancing in different directions like legs on a spider. That’s when she starts moving her finger back and forth rhythmically. //She’s fucking me with her finger// You want to tell her to stop, that this is too far, but something’s preventing you. “Well I asked you a question. Do you like it?” [[AshW1 Continue<-It's awful...][$LikeFingerButt to 0]] [[AshW1 Continue<-You begin to moan...][$LikeFingerButt to 1]] <<elseif $ButtPlugA is 1>>”Hold on, is that what I think it is?” You feel your panties being moved to the side, revealing your butt plug. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/xjvcmQ5w/Butt-plug-Gray.jpg]] “I have to say I…this is very intriguing $name . I was not expecting this from you. I’m so proud. What a beautiful piece of jewelry, and with no encouragement from me at all!” She walks around in front of you. You can see it in her face: she’s elated. “This is amazing $name . In fact, pull your pants up, I don’t have to spank you today. But naturally I think you should be wearing a plug just like this everyday, will you do that for me?” She looks into your eyes. “Well, you don’t have much choice; it’s part of your uniform now, but you have no idea how happy you’ve made me.” In perhaps the most surprising display from your chastity enforcing teacher, she leans in and kisses you on the cheek. “Now, feel free to leave, but remember to wear it from tomorrow. I have some important work to do.” She dashes over behind her desk. Flabbergasted at what just happened, you pull your pants up. You head to leave when you get interrupted. “Oh, you might want to clear this up” Miss $Gray suggests, pointing to her cheek, mimicking yours. You realize her scarlet lipstick must have left its presence on your face, so you wipe at it with your hand and leave. You look back to see Miss $Gray , a smile still drawn across her face, tapping away at her phone. [[Ash W1e<-Continue][$GrayR to $GrayR + 1]]<</if>>

<<set $M to $M + 10>>\ <<set $AnalS to $AnalS + 1>>\ <<if $LikeFingerButt is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 2>>You don’t want to tell her to continue, but it’s obvious from your growing moans that you’re enjoying this experience, even if it is unfamiliar. “I thought you might like it. But sadly, you don’t deserve pleasure.” Any teasing and gentleness is thrown out the window as her finger is violently removed from your anus. Stangely, that felt more violating than the initial penetration. You asshole awkwardly returns to the status quo of not being opened by a finger. “But if you want to experience some more backdoor pleasure, the solution’s quite obvious. I trust you know what a butt plug is. Well, from now on” she places her hand back on your cheek “you need to wear one to school, everyday.” “What? Why?” “Don’t pretend like this is a bad thing, $name . Evidently you enjoy something being in your butt, so making it mandatory whilst you’re at Farrix is something you should be thanking me for, not complaining. You’ll have to buy one by tomorrow, so I hope you know a sex shop.”\ <<elseif $LikeFingerButt is 0>> <<set $Stress to $Stress + 2>>“That’s unfortunate, for you that is. What would be the point of a punishment if you actually enjoyed it?” Her finger keeps probing further inside you, violently tickling parts of you that you would never want to be touched. The finger fucking goes on far longer than you would ever like, only for Miss $Gray to abruptly pull out. Stangely, that felt more violating than the initial penetration. You asshole awkwardly returns to the status quo of not being opened by a finger. “But perhaps it would be less of a punishment if you were used to backdoor pleasure. I think the perfect way to remind you of your place is to keep you constantly filled - or at least when you’re at Farrix. So from now on, expect a detention if your butt isn’t plugged. You’ll have to wear one from tomorrow, so I hope you know a sex shop.<</if>> //Jokes on you, I already have one// //Wait, why are you saying that like you’re bragging?// Miss $Gray returns to her desk. “Feel free to pull up your pants and leave” she mocks. Still somewhat confused at her idea of “punishments” , you do as you’re told. [[Ash W1e<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 8>>\ <<set $M to 0>>\ The students begin to file in around you. $Ash sits next to you as usual, and you whisper a quiet "hello" to her. <<if $AshR lt 0>>She barely seems to acknowledge your presence past anything more than a small glance in your general direction.\ <<elseif $AshR is 0>>She replies with a brief smile before taking out her work books.\ <<elseif $AshR is 1>>She gives you a wide smile and a flirty wink before taking out her work books.\ <<elseif $AshR gt 1>>She gives you a wide smile, a flirty wink, and even a lingering stare at your crotch.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMzGh6KR/Desk-Ash.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $GrayR lt 0>>Miss $Gray seems to be harsher to you today. She demands you answer more questions than she does the other students, and is crueler to you when you get them wrong, and barely affirms your answer when you get them right.<<elseif $GrayR gt - 1>>Despite the pre-class inspection, Miss $Gray barely seems to care about you during the lesson, which you certainly wouldn't complain about.<</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8>>During the lesson, though, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes lustfully wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.<<elseif $Horny lt 9>>Despite the ample distractions around you in the form of attractive women, you manage to listen diligently.<</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>> The butt plug filling your rear isn’t helping the situation, however, and leaves you even more turned on.<</if>> <<if $AshR gt 1 and $GrayR gt -2 and $GrayLunchFail is 0>>The lesson ends, and you breathe a sigh of over being away from Miss $Gray, at least for a couple of hours. $Ash reminds you to meet her if you’d like to hang out at lunch, before heading off in a different direction.\ <<elseif $AshR gt 1>>The lesson ends, and you breathe a sigh of over being away from Miss $Gray, at least for a couple of hours. $Ash asks if you’d like to hang out at lunch, but because of your overbearing teacher, you can’t. She sighs disappointedly before heading off in a different direction.\ <<elseif $AshR lt 2>>The lesson ends. As you look to your left to chat with $Ash , you’re saddened to realize that she’s already left.<</if>> [[Continue->AshW1 earlyb]]

<<set $M to 0>>\ <<set $H to 16>>\ <<if $GrayLunchFail is 0>><<set $CC2 to 2>>The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell of the day rings, signaling that the students can go home. Unless, of course, they are locked in a chastity cage, in which case they must go see Miss $Gray . You enter room 68 after the class empties. "Ah, $name , I'm glad to see you care about something" she says, as she removes the key from her breast pocket. "You will give it back to me in our lesson tomorrow, and then I will return it this time tomorrow." She then slides the key across the table, and you hastily grab it. "Don't lose it" She jests. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/MGbDPrzJ/Gray-key.jpg]] //Freedom!// You leave the classroom before Miss $Gray finds another way to ruin your day.\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell of the day rings, signaling that the students can go home. Normally, you would go to Miss $Gray at this time, but with you not following her rules, she wouldn't give you the key even if you did go to room 68.<</if>> [[Jen Monday 2<-Finish the day]]

<<set $CC2 to 3>>\ Before you walk to Farrix, you ensure your chastity cage is locked. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] As per Miss $Gray 's new instructions, you enter her room prior to your lesson, so that she can give you an inspection. She’s already at her desk, typing away at the computer. "Nice to see you can sometimes follow rules" she says as she comes out from behind her desk, and you approach. "Now, show me you can follow the rest." [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5ytWZ56r/Inspection.jpg]] As requested, you unzip your pants. <<if $SocksM is 0 and $PantiesM is 0>>Miss $Gray plays with the top of your hosiery, pulling them down slightly to give her a better view of your underwear. She smiles at seeing your panties, before reaching inside them to check you're caged. "A locked cage with panties and tights, just as requested. Thank you, $name ."\ <<elseif $SocksM is 1 and $PantiesM is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>"No hosiery, name? Did you get a run in them? Maybe you should start carrying a spare." Miss $Gray then inspects your panties, before reaching inside them to tell if you're caged. "At least you have a locked cage and panties." \ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>Miss $Gray pulls at the top of your hosiery, pulling them down slightly to give her a better view of your underwear. "Boxers, $name , really? They’re so inappropriate underneath hosiery, and uncomfortable too, I imagine. You continue to disappoint me." She sighs, before pulling down your underwear beneath your crotch. "At least you’re properly locked."\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 2>>"What's this? Did you forget what school you're attending?" She sighs, before pulling down your boxers beneath your crotch. "At least you’re properly locked."<</if>> <<if $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs gt 6>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>Miss $Gray looks at your legs. "Really? How could you let your legs grow this disgusting? Be sure to shave them and they'll look and feel much better." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs lt 3>>Miss $Gray lightly strokes your leg. "Don't you just love the feeling of freshly shaven legs? So smooth, so feminine. Keep it up."\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs lt 7 and $ShaveLegs gt 2>>Miss $Gray admires your legs. "Smooth, be sure to keep it up." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 1 and $Day3 is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>"And don't think that I hadn't noticed that you haven't shaved your legs yet. It will make your hosiery feel much more pleasant." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 2>><<set $OrderToShave to 4>>"And don't think I didn't notice your shaven legs" she remarks, stroking your smooth skin. "Don't they make your legs feel much more womanly? I doubt you will need to complain about your hosiery ever again." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 3>><<set $GrayR to $GrayR + 1, $OrderToShave to 4>>"Are those what I think they are?" She asks, stroking your shaven legs. "How smooth. Don't they make your legs feel so womanly, so feminine? I'm so proud of you, doing this without any encouragement. Since everyone else at Farrix shaves their legs regularly, I see no reason why shouldn't have to from now on, though I doubt you will complain at that." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<else>>She then lets you dress yourself again.<</if>> <<if $ShoesCOrder is 1 and $ShoesC is 1>> \ Miss $Gray admires your flats. "Such cute shoes, $name . Make sure to keep wearing them."\ <<elseif $ShoesCOrder is 1 and $ShoesC is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>> "I'm sure you would much prefer to be wearing a pair of cute flats, so where are they?"<</if>>\ <<if $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlug is 1>> Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. "Nice to see you can remember this" she taunts, pressing down on the butt plug inside you. "I'm sure it will be harder for you to daydream in class when you have this constantly reminding you of its presence."\ <<elseif $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlug is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1, $TimesSpanked to $TimesSpanked + 1>> Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. The silent room is quickly filled with a shriek from you as her hand slaps your butt cheeks. "I thought I made it clear that you will wear a butt plug from now on." Several more times you cry out as her hand hits you.<</if>> <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>"It is extremely disappointing that you can't follow the most basic of instructions $name . Come here at lunch for your punishment."\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $GrayR lt -1>>"While it is good that you can follow instructions, I am not pleased with your behavior. Come here at lunch for you punishment."\ <<else>>“Your behavior has been better as of late. Keep it up.”<</if>> She returns to her desk, and you sit down at your table, waiting for your lesson to commence. [[5-1b<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 8>>\ <<set $M to 0>>\ The students begin to file in around you. $Ash sits next to you as usual, and you whisper a quiet "hello" to her. <<if $AshR lt 0>>She barely seems to acknowledge your presence past anything more than a small glance in your general direction.\ <<elseif $AshR is 0>>She replies with a brief smile before taking out her work books.\ <<elseif $AshR is 1>>She gives you a wide smile and a flirty wink before taking out her work books.\ <<elseif $AshR gt 1>>She gives you a wide smile, a flirty wink, and even a lingering stare at your crotch.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMzGh6KR/Desk-Ash.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $GrayR lt 0>>Miss $Gray seems to be harsher to you today. She demands you answer more questions than she does the other students, and is crueler to you when you get them wrong, and barely affirms your answer when you get them right.<<elseif $GrayR gt - 1>>Despite the pre-class inspection, Miss $Gray barely seems to care about you during the lesson, which you certainly wouldn't complain about.<</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8>>During the lesson, though, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes lustfully wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.<<elseif $Horny lt 9>>Despite the ample distractions around you in the form of attractive women, you manage to listen diligently.<</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>> The butt plug filling your rear isn’t helping the situation, however, and leaves you even more turned on.<</if>> <<if $AshR gt 1 and $GrayR gt -2 and $GrayLunchFail is 0>>The lesson ends, and you breathe a sigh of over being away from Miss $Gray, at least for a couple of hours. $Ash reminds you to meet her if you’d like to hang out at lunch, before heading off in a different direction.\ <<elseif $AshR gt 1>>The lesson ends, and you breathe a sigh of over being away from Miss $Gray, at least for a couple of hours. $Ash asks if you’d like to hang out at lunch, but because of your overbearing teacher, you can’t. She sighs disappointedly before heading off in a different direction.\ <<elseif $AshR lt 2>>The lesson ends. As you look to your left to chat with $Ash , you’re saddened to realize that she’s already left.<</if>> [[5-1c Lesson<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 16>>\ <<if $GrayLunchFail is 0>><<set $CC2 to 2>>The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell of the day rings, signaling that the students can go home. Unless, of course, they are locked in a chastity cage, in which case they must go see Miss $Gray . You enter room 68 after the class empties. "Ah, $name , I'm glad to see you care about something" she says, as she removes the key from her breast pocket. "You will give it back to me in our lesson tomorrow, and then I will return it this time tomorrow." She then slides the key across the table, and you hastily grab it. "Don't lose it" She jests. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/MGbDPrzJ/Gray-key.jpg]] //Freedom!// You leave the classroom before Miss $Gray finds another way to ruin your day.\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell of the day rings, signaling that the students can go home. Normally, you would go to Miss $Gray at this time, but with you not following her rules, she wouldn't give you the key even if you did go to room 68.<</if>> [[Jen Monday 2<-Finish the day]]

<<set $Fem to 20>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] <<if $CC2 is 3>>You walk out the school, with your chastity key still around Miss $Gray 's necklace, wondering what to do with the rest of your day.\ <<elseif $CC2 is 2>>You walk out the school, with your chastity key in your pocket, wondering what to do with the rest of your day.<</if>> [[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] <<if $Stress gt 9>>You feel too stressed to not go straight home<</if>>\ <<if $Stress lt 10>>[[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>>

<<if $Day3 is 3>><<set $Fem to 23>><</if>>\ <<if $Day3 is 4>><<set $Fem to 24>><</if>>\ <<if $Day3 is 5>><<set $Fem to 25>><</if>>\ Before you walk to Farrix, you ensure your chastity cage is locked. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] As per Miss $Gray 's new instructions, you enter her room prior to your lesson, so that she can give you an inspection. She’s already at her desk, typing away at the computer. "Nice to see you can sometimes follow rules" she says as she comes out from behind her desk, and you approach. "Now, show me you can follow the rest." [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5ytWZ56r/Inspection.jpg]] As requested, you unzip your pants. <<if $SocksM is 0 and $PantiesM is 0>>Miss $Gray plays with the top of your hosiery, pulling them down slightly to give her a better view of your underwear. She smiles at seeing your panties, before reaching inside them to check you're caged. "A locked cage with panties and tights, just as requested. Thank you, $name ."\ <<elseif $SocksM is 1 and $PantiesM is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>"No hosiery, name? Did you get a run in them? Maybe you should start carrying a spare." Miss $Gray then inspects your panties, before reaching inside them to tell if you're caged. "At least you have a locked cage and panties." \ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>Miss $Gray pulls at the top of your hosiery, pulling them down slightly to give her a better view of your underwear. "Boxers, $name , really? They’re so inappropriate underneath hosiery, and uncomfortable too, I imagine. You continue to disappoint me." She sighs, before pulling down your underwear beneath your crotch. "At least you’re properly locked."\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 2>>"What's this? Did you forget what school you're attending?" She sighs, before pulling down your boxers beneath your crotch. "At least you’re properly locked."<</if>> <<if $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs gt 6>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>Miss $Gray looks at your legs. "Really? How could you let your legs grow this disgusting? Be sure to shave them and they'll look and feel much better." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs lt 3>>Miss $Gray lightly strokes your leg. "Don't you just love the feeling of freshly shaven legs? So smooth, so feminine. Keep it up."\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs lt 7 and $ShaveLegs gt 2>>Miss $Gray admires your legs. "Smooth, be sure to keep it up." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 1 and $Day3 is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>"And don't think that I hadn't noticed that you haven't shaved your legs yet. It will make your hosiery feel much more pleasant." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 2>><<set $OrderToShave to 4>>"And don't think I didn't notice your shaven legs" she remarks, stroking your smooth skin. "Don't they make your legs feel much more womanly? I doubt you will need to complain about your hosiery ever again." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 3>><<set $GrayR to $GrayR + 1, $OrderToShave to 4>>"Are those what I think they are?" She asks, stroking your shaven legs. "How smooth. Don't they make your legs feel so womanly, so feminine? I'm so proud of you, doing this without any encouragement. Since everyone else at Farrix shaves their legs regularly, I see no reason why shouldn't have to from now on, though I doubt you will complain at that." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<else>>She then lets you dress yourself again.<</if>> <<if $ShoesCOrder is 1 and $ShoesC is 1>> \ Miss $Gray admires your flats. "Such cute shoes, $name . Make sure to keep wearing them."\ <<elseif $ShoesCOrder is 1 and $ShoesC is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>> "I'm sure you would much prefer to be wearing a pair of cute flats, so where are they?"<</if>>\ <<if $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlug is 1>> Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. "Nice to see you can remember this" she taunts, pressing down on the butt plug inside you. "I'm sure it will be harder for you to daydream in class when you have this constantly reminding you of its presence."\ <<elseif $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlug is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1, $TimesSpanked to $TimesSpanked + 1>> Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. The silent room is quickly filled with a shriek from you as her hand slaps your butt cheeks. "I thought I made it clear that you will wear a butt plug from now on." Several more times you cry out as her hand hits you.<</if>><<if $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra is 1>> She cups her hand gently against your chest, confirming the sports bra underneath your shirt. "Do you like someone feeling your breasts?" She laughs at the uncomfortable expression that your face curls into.\ <<elseif $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>> She presses her hand against your chest. When she senses that there’s no bra beneath your shirt, she looks disappointed.<</if>> <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>"It is extremely disappointing that you can't follow the most basic of instructions $name . Come here at lunch for your punishment."\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $GrayR lt -1>>"While it is good that you can follow instructions, I am not pleased with your behavior. Come here at lunch for you punishment."\ <<else>>“Your behavior has been better as of late. Keep it up.”<</if>> She returns to her desk, and you sit down at your table, waiting for your lesson to commence.<<if $Horny gt 6 and $SportsBraOrder is 0>><<set $SportsBraOrder to 1>> Feeling on edge from your hornyness, you decide to be boldly daring. Your teacher’s sat, not paying attention to you, preparing the lesson whilst awaiting the rest of the students’ arrival. With her ample bosom, how could you not take the opportunity to stare? Well, only a few seconds into doing that do you get caught red handed and lustful eyed in another harsh moment of realization that she has a sixth sense when it comes to you. Her head flips round to capture you staring. “Really? After all you’ve done in your time here to make the girls feel uncomfortable, you can’t be a better person and ignore these?” Her hands cup her breasts, not helping your position. “With how you’re around girls for most of the day, I’m surprised you’re not better than a compulsion to stare. But who am I kidding? I should never assume anything but the worst of you.” She seems like she’s done, before her scathing rant picks up again. “I think you need to feel as self conscious as women do, so that you can empathize with them instead of gormlessly gazing. Yes, from now on, you’ll need to wear a sports bra everyday.” “A sports bra?!” “Yes. They should be easy enough to hide, but should leave you more than conscious of its presence, leaving you just as self aware of its existence as your cohorts are of their breasts. But don’t worry, it’s as though your white shirt is transparent, is it?” She cackles as she once more fills you day with feelings of dread.<</if>> [[5-3b<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 8>>\ <<set $M to 0>>\ The students begin to file in around you. <<if $JenLevel is 0 or $JenLevel is 1>>Your classmates have largely gotten used to you by now, though they all no doubt still see you as being somewhere you do not belong.\ <<elseif $JenLevel is 2>>There’s some unintelligible whispers from some of the class as they enter, among some giggles and cruel words that you’re more than used to being called. “Sissy” particularly stands out to you as this being $Jen ‘s doing. Thankfully, it’s only a few of them, and the mockery, coming from a select few stops after a moment.<</if>> $Ash sits next to you as usual, and you whisper a quiet "hello" to her. <<if $AshR lt 0>>She barely seems to acknowledge your presence past anything more than a small glance in your general direction.\ <<elseif $AshR is 0>>She replies with a brief smile before taking out her work books.\ <<elseif $AshR is 1>>She gives you a wide smile and a flirty wink before taking out her work books.\ <<elseif $AshR gt 1>>She gives you a wide smile, a flirty wink, and even a lingering stare at your crotch.<</if>> The lesson soon begins. <<if $GrayR lt 0>>Miss $Gray seems to be harsher to you today. She demands you answer more questions than she does the other students, and is crueler to you when you get them wrong, and barely affirms your answer when you get them right.<<elseif $GrayR gt - 1>>Despite the pre-class inspection, Miss $Gray barely seems to care about you during the lesson, which you certainly wouldn't complain about.<</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8>>During the lesson, though, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes lustfully wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.<<elseif $Horny lt 9>>Despite the ample distractions around you in the form of attractive women, you manage to listen diligently.<</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>> The butt plug filling your rear isn’t helping the situation, however, and leaves you even more turned on.<</if>> <<if $AshR gt 1 and $GrayR gt -2 and $GrayLunchFail is 0>>The lesson ends, and you breathe a sigh of over being away from Miss $Gray, at least for a couple of hours. $Ash reminds you to meet her if you’d like to hang out at lunch, before heading off in a different direction.\ <<elseif $AshR gt 1>>The lesson ends, and you breathe a sigh of over being away from Miss $Gray, at least for a couple of hours. $Ash asks if you’d like to hang out at lunch, but because of your overbearing teacher, you can’t. She sighs disappointedly before heading off in a different direction.\ <<elseif $AshR lt 2>>The lesson ends. As you look to your left to chat with $Ash , you’re saddened to realize that she’s already left.<</if>> [[5-3c Lesson<-Continue]]

<<set $M to $M + 30>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/KjrZKnX1/Mall-event.jpg]] “Hey, $name , over here!” $Jen shouts, grabbing your attention and about 20 other people’s. “Hi $Jen , where did you want to go first?” “Nice to see you too” she laughs “I need a makeover, so I need to go to the salon?” She motions in one direction, and the two of you head off. “Even if you are a sissy, I’m guessing you’ve never been inside one of the salons here.” You shake your head. “Well don’t be fooled into thinking they all do the same job. My place leaves you feeling like a goddess. The rest? Eh. You’d be better off doing it yourself.” “And how much does something like this set you back?” “For what I’m getting today? Around 40$ .” “So in a weird kind of way, I suppose I’m paying for this” you reply, thinking of the money she claws from your wallet. “What a gentlemanly way to think of it.” She giggles slightly, but you can’t match her nonchalant attitude to it. The salon in question soon stands in front of you. A large neon pink sign is attached to the opaque wall, and a thick-fonted sign identifies the salon as “True Glamor”. $Jen pushes on the stylish glass door, welcoming the two of you into a bustling atmosphere of friendly chatter and artificial beauty. “$Jen !” Yells a youthful voice from behind a counter facing you. She’s an attractive woman who you guess is only a couple of years your senior. “It’s been too long!” She proclaims, teetering on heels out from behind the reception area as the two women embrace each other. “And this must be your new boyfriend you were telling me about.” You’re surprised to see a small dash of color grow on $Jen ‘s face. “No, Sally, this is $name , he’s just a friend of mine.” “Oh, my bad, but he’s certainly cute enough to qualify.” $Jen ‘s friend isn’t afraid to give you a cheeky wink. “So, hair? Face? A bit of both?” “Just face today, I’ve still not got over what happened the last time I let you near me with a hair straightener.” “Right, well no need to scare your friend away with that story. Let’s just be happy that was off the job. Anyway, I’ll get someone to take over here so I can handle your makeover.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Hsjcx9Tr/Jen-makeup.jpg]] There’s an empty chair in a corner of the floor and $Jen ‘s friend sets her down in it. There’s an expansive vanity table resting against the wall with a large mirror aligned in the center to give the customer a view of their beauty. Sally pulls up a chair for you, which you feel is less a custom and more because of her and $Jen ‘s relationship. “So where do the two of you know each other from?” Sally asks, gathering some palettes of powder and bottles of cream. “Oh, just from school.” “What do you mean?” Clearly, the woman knows about the city’s penchant for gendered schools. “It’s a long story” you interrupt. It’s not exactly true, but it’s also not the funnest thing to discuss. You watch as $Jen has a skin matching cream applied to her face. “So if this isn’t your boyfriend, when am I going to meet the lucky man?” “Hey, you’ve been in a relationship for much longer than I have and I still have met her!” Sally laughs “True, but you canceled that double date, not me.” “Yeah, I’m still sorry about that, we had a bit of an argument.” “Trouble in paradise?” Sally inquires, her voice rising in pitch. “Nothing serious, you’re not getting any gossip from me today.” “And how about you $name ? Are you in any relationships?” “It’s kind of complicated” you reply, genuinely unsure yourself. “Ah, one of those relationships.” More bottles of cream are applied to your friend’s face, and you observe as any hint of a scratch or spot gets covered behind a smooth second skin of foundation. A device more reminiscent of a torturer’s tool is moved to $Jen ‘s eyelashes, giving them extra length and curling them upwards. A brush is dabbed in a dark green from a large palette and swiped delicately across her eyelids. A second, lighter shade of green is applied just above that, and Sally blends the two shades together to create a seamless smoky look. A mascara wand brushes upwards against $Jen ‘s eyelashes, painting them thick and lasciviously black. Next, Sally applies several powders to her client’s face. A color slightly darker than $Jen ‘s face, when blended, helps define her cheekbones. Then, Sally gives more attention to $Jen ‘s lips, taking a colored pencil and outlining them. An identically colored lipstick is carefully dragged against her lips. When she’s done, $Jen is left an even more beautiful version of herself. You could easily have a crush on her, if only you could forget her extortion and blackmail. “See you later!” Sally shouts as you and $Jen walk out the salon. “She was nice, where do you want to go next?” “Actually I’m feeling quite hungry, shall we head to the food court?” Agreeing, you follow $Jen ‘s lead. [[Mall Week 5 With Jen 2<-Continue]]

<<set $M to $M + 30>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/KjrZKnX1/Mall-event.jpg]] “Hey there!” You catch $Ash call from behind you once you arrive at the mall. “I’m glad you were able to make it.” “Yeah , me too. Where did you want to go first?” “I was thinking about the clothes store.” The two of you set off for Eclipse Clothing, the mall’s most popular fashion store with a range of apparel. At least that’s what the advertising around the city tells you. A thick, polished frame of white marble holds up two transparent doors. You enter with $Ash , unsurprised by the bustling atmosphere of the Saturday afternoon. “Ever been here before?” “Not often.” “I love it, there’s so much choice here. Actually, I worked here for a couple of months.” “Really? Why did you end up leaving?” “I had a dispute with a coworker. She accused me of stealing and that stupid manager took that slut’s side. It does make it a little awkward when I shop here, but that’s a small price to pay. The biggest loss is the discount.” The two of you continue shopping around the racks and shelves of clothing. $Ash is mostly picking up items and asking your opinion on them, but there’s little your mind can say about all the alien items. But whilst you’re in the women’s section, confidently so, considering you’re with one, you get a great chance to admire all the feminine apparel that appears to go on for miles. When your hand accidentally brushes against a hanging dress, you’re left amazed at how soft it felt. And at noticing just how many cool patterns and colors are used in the skirts displayed, you understand why some might lament the restricted palette of men’s clothing. You sheepishly follow $Ash some more, with your hand “accidentally” touching many of the garments in the shop. “Oh my god! That is cute!” You hear $Ash shriek. She holds up a pink, flared skirt in the air. “Don’t you just love it?” “I guess, it’s a bit short though. And very girly.” “But you do like it?” You nonchalantly shrug your shoulders. “I’m gonna get it.” She adds it to the growing collection of clothes in her basket. You’re starting to get tired from all the walking around. “How do you do it all day?” You inquire to a mannequin standing on a table. An unidentifiable length of time later, the two of you walk up to the counter and she pays for her clothes. “That’ll be 200$ please.” The cute young cashier playfully demands. <<if $HF5 is 6>>//Huh. I guess $Hannah 's theory that if $Ash were really attracted to me then she'd give me a show was false//<<else>>//This girl might have a shopping problem//<</if>> But she manages to pull out a bundle of notes from her purse and pays for the clothes. “Where to next?” You ask, eager to sit down. “I was thinking about the nail salon, I could do with another pedicure.” Together, you trek to the complete other side of the mall. [[Mall Week 5 With Ash 2<-Continue]]

<<set $H to $H + 2>>\ “Well I’m guessing you’ve never been in here either?” $Ash inquires as you approach the salon, which has an unapologetically girly exterior. “No to that too.” “Shame, it’s a great place. In fact” she takes a step towards you so that her lips are only a couple of inches from hers. Even her breath blowing in your face is managing to turn you on. “If I’m going to get a pedicure, why don’t you join me?” “Well of course I’m going to join you, that’s why I came here.” $Ash laughs, rolling her eyes at you. “No, silly, why not get a pedicure as well?” You’re embarrassed that other people could even overhear her. “I can’t do that!” “Really? Too manly, Mr panty wearer? You seemed pretty eager to wear them, so why is this too much?” Your face grows red as you hope the passersby aren’t paying attention to the pair outside the salon. “This is in public! And you gave me a…you know what after.” “Oh, so you want another handjob? Is that it?” //Well that’s not what I meant// “Well if it’s about that, how about I reward you when you come to my house tomorrow?” <<if $HF5 is 6>>//It's just like $Hannah talked about. I can do what $Ash wants and she'll appreciate it, but she might think less of me for giving in to her// [[Mall Week 5 Ash Salon Yes<-Agree][$HosieryUn to 1]] [[Mall Week 5 Ash Book<-Decline]]\ <<elseif $Horny gt 6>>If she’s promising you a handjob, then saying no is hardly an option in your sex crazed mind. [[Mall Week 5 Ash Salon Yes<-Agree][$HosieryUn to 1]]\ <<elseif $Stress gt 7>>You’re too stressed right now to consider getting a pedicure in such a public place, even if it is at the loss of a handjob. [[Mall Week 5 Ash Book<-Decline]]\ <<else>>If she’s promising you a handjob, then you can somehow rationalize doing this. [[Mall Week 5 Ash Salon Yes<-Agree][$HosieryUn to 1]] [[Mall Week 5 Ash Book<-Decline]]<</if>>

<<set $PaintedToes to 0, $DarkPinkToes to 0, $RedToes to 0, $PurpleToes to 0, $LightBlueToes to 0, $DarkBlueToes to 0, $DarkGreenToes to 0, $CyanToes to 0, $GrayToes to 0, $BlackToes to 0, $NudeToes to 0>> <<set $LightPinkToes to 7>>\ <<set $PaintedToes to 7>>\ <<set $TightsA to 0, $TightsB to 0, $TightsC to 0, $TightsD to 0, $TightsE to 0>>\ “Alright, I’ll do it.” “Great, I knew you would say yes. Come on.” You already feel yourself regretting this. <<if $SocksM is 1>>The two of you walk inside the glass door to the salon.\ <<elseif $SocksM is 0>>”Wait, I don’t know if I can.” “Why not? Do I have to give you more than a handjob?” “No, it’s not that.” You lean in closer to $Ash . “I can’t exactly get a pedicure without flashing them.” “Oh, you’re wearing nylons, I should have guessed.” You can see a pleased smile grow across her face. “Just go to the toilets and take them off.” You do as you’re told, heading to the nearest toilet, moving past the urinals and into a stall. Your heartbeat drums faster at what you’re committing to. Your shoes fall to the floor and you kick off your pants, revealing your nylon clad legs. //I really hope no one looks under the door// Moments later, they’re off and you’re stuffing them unceremoniously into your bag. You get dressed again before finding your way back to $Ash . “You really ought to have planned your outfit with what you were doing today.” “But how was I supposed to kn…” $Ash has already started going towards the door of the salon and you follow behind her.<</if>> The first thing you notice inside the salon is the smell of sweet fragrances, likely covering up the lingering acetone. The second is upbeat music, which is similar to what you heard in Eclipse Clothing, but with pop lyrics that are almost distractingly girly in nature. There’s a lot of conversation despite there being only 7 people already in there. There’s a cute girl in her early 20’s behind the counter, which is decorated in plastic hands displaying a variety of nail art. There’s an old woman you assume to be in her 50’s having an unflattering shade of pink applied to her hands. There are also 2 girls who are the same age as you and $Ash sat in a pair of luxurious leather seats having their feet washed in a small basin. You really hope they don’t go to Farrix. 3 women are attending to the customers, but they all have their back towards you. “Hi, can I help you?” Asks the cute girl. $Ash takes the lead. “Hi, we’d like a pedicure please.” “Great! We can be with you in a few minutes. What color were you thinking?” “I’ll go with a pink. How about you babe?” $Ash asks, turning to you. The cute girl turns her attention to you, followed by the girls in the chairs. Incoherent mumbles fall out your mouth as you feel the eyes on your reddening face. “Oh you want a…” “He’ll go with pink as well.” “Alright, feel free to take a seat” the girl says, motioning to the black couch next to the door. You and $Ash do, but you can only look down, too nervous to check if the judging eyes are still on you. A couple of minutes later, the old lady walks out, thanking the beauticians and calling them by their first names. “Are you going to meet any guys there?” Asks one of the workers to the two girls. “Hopefully! I really want to get back at my boyfriend, I don’t know what he saw in that stripper.” “Two months ago you said she was your best friend!” Retorts the other girl. “Yeah, well that was two months ago, and before she hooked up with Dan.” “Well it’s his loss, I say” chimes in another worker “I don't know what gets into guys sometimes. How about you?” She asks the second girl. “I just want to get wasted, school’s been driving me crazy.” “Is it still that teacher that was bothering you last year? What was her name? Miss…” “$Gray? Oh no, she’s been much nicer the past few weeks, I don’t know who she’s turning her wrath on now, but better them than me.” “Well I hope you have a nice time at that party.” The girls stand up, admiring their new pedicures. You spy a look at their delicate feet, red toenails standing out against the white tiles like whores at a ball party. They put on their matching ruby heels, giving them an extra 5 inches before thanking the work of the sociable staff. When they leave, the attention of the staff returns to you and $Ash . “Sorry for the wait, you can sit in those seats now.” You find the chairs the girls departed to be very comfy. Your weight sinks into them like water, and were it not for how alert you are from the alien situation, you could probably fall asleep. Seeing $Ash taking off her shoes, you copy and strip yourself of your footwear. “You’re so lucky” $Ash suggests “my first pedicure felt heavenly.” Your face turns redder. The two beauticians return to their likely aching knees as they rinse your feet in the delightfully warm water. “What shade would you like, love?” One of them asks $Ash , who looks at the impossibly large number of pink bottles on a table separating you. “This one’s beautiful” she answers, handing the most feminine shade of jarred pink to the woman serving her. “Same for you?” Asks the lady in front of you. You utter some form of reply but your drained confidence makes it sound like an agreement. She reaches for an identical shade of pink and uncorks the top. There’s largely silence as you and $Ash both have your nails painted. $Ash seems to be enjoying it, but you can’t find any comfort in such an unfamiliar situation. The still playing music is only getting on your nerves and you can’t help but keep your eyes locked on the door, nervous over someone you know walking in. “You do keep your feet in good care. Do you do anything special?” Inquires the woman in front of you. “No.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/qv1hCCQN/Pedicure.jpg]] What you assume to be around 20 minutes later, you look down to see 10 perfectly painted, dry toes, looking pretty in pink. You and $Ash cover your feet up and she hands the receptionist a handful of cash. As you walk out, you’re sure the employees will be telling everyone they know about the guy that got a pedicure. “That was great! Don’t your feet feel amazing?” “I guess. So about that handjob…” “Don’t worry, come to my house tomorrow and I’ll reward your confidence. Anyway, I have to get going, so I’ll see you then.” She gives you a kiss on the cheek and walks away. After that stressful and embarrassing ordeal, you still have to wait a day to get your dick touched. [[Mall<-Continue][$H to $H + 2, $Stress to $Stress + 2, $Horny to $Horny + 2, $MallSaturday to 5]]

“No, that’s too much.” You state, finally standing up for yourself. $Ash doesn’t seem deterred. “Oh come on, $name . Can’t you do this little thing for little me? Do you know what some guys have to pay for a handjob? And all you have to do is something that every girl loves, and I’ll be right there with you.” She’s making puppy eyes at you now, which, rather than convincing you, makes you feel more angry than anything. “No, I’m not doing this for you, or a handjob.” You consider walking away and abandoning $Ash at the mall, but her pleading face is replaced by one you’ve never seen before: she’s apologetic. <<if $PantiesM is 0>>She rushes in for a hug and her arms encompass your body. “I’m sorry, $name . If you’re not comfortable with this then I shouldn't push you.” There’s silence between you two. You’re taken aback by her apology and she seems so upset that you almost want to apologize too. “It’s okay, I didn’t mean to make you feel bad.” She pulls back and wipes her face with her sleeve. “Let’s just forget the nail salon and go somewhere else. Have you been to the new bookstore?” When you shake your head, neither of you need to say anything as she takes your hand and you walk away together. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/0yny06kT/Book-store.jpg]] The bookstore is modest in comparison to the decor of Eclipse Clothing. The exposed wood almost makes it seem like it’s incomplete, and as you can see from the posters, there’s a mix of books. There are manga and comic books decorating one side and classic literature works on the other. You and $Ash absorb yourselves in the wild worlds of hundreds of books, turning your back on everyone else. “Have you read this one?” $Ash hands you a thin, black book. “No, I always wanted to bu…” your thoughts get interrupted by a collection of laughs coming from behind you. Looking there, you see a trio of girls looking in your direction. Their eyes shoot everywhere else, pretending that they weren’t laughing at you. You’re left flustered but return to your conversation. “I heard about it fro…” You hear the distinct sound of a camera shutter originating from the same place as the laughs. You swivel your head around to see the girls scurrying away, giggling under their breaths. “I wonder what that was about.” “Huh? I don’t…oh! They have this book!” $Ash keeps talking about the books for an hour that gets exhausting by the end, partly because you can’t match her energy and partly because you keep peeking over your shoulder. “This was nice” $Ash claims, a bag of books hanging from her after you leave the store. Your anxiety over being laughed at meant you couldn’t enjoy yourself, so you leave with nothing but worrisome thoughts. You and $Ash hug once more, before she heads back home. On your own way home, you again feel the familiar sound of laughing from behind you. You try to ignore it, rationalizing that there are a million other things that people could be laughing at. “Nice panties, loser!” The shout echoes in the street and you reactively reach to your rear, feeling that your panties are exposed. Somehow your shirt became tucked into them. You undo the error and speed up, eager to get away from the group of boys behind you wolf-whistling. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/kX0x6p20/Panty-peeking.jpg]] //How did that happen?// [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 2, $Stress to $Stress + 2, $MallSaturday to 6]]\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1>>She rushes in for a hug and her arms encompass your body. “I’m sorry, $name . If you’re not comfortable with this then I shouldn't push you.” There’s silence between you two. You’re taken aback by her apology and she seems so upset that you almost want to apologize too. “It’s okay, I didn’t mean to make you feel bad.” She pulls back and wipes her face with a sleeve. “I’m sorry, I think I should just head home.” Before you can get a word out, she dashes away, leaving you slightly disappointed and very confused. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 2, $Stress to $Stress + 2, $MallSaturday to 6, $AshR to $AshR - 1]]<</if>>

<<set $H to $H + 2>>\ "Oh, hey $name " a familiar voice echoes from behind you. $Jen approaches you and $Ash . "I see you found your way to the mall. Could you not find me?" Her question is clearly targeted at you. “Well actually we said we’d come here together. I guess he wanted to be with me instead.” $Ash replies before you have a chance to explain the situation. “I wouldn’t be so sure of that. It’s more likely he wanted to meet with me but you cut him off before he got the chance.” “A chance for what? Being able to look at Farrix’s biggest slut?” “Well at least I can keep a boyfriend for a month before they go running.” “Can you? I’m sure your daddy pays them real good to stay with your bitchy ass. Tell me, how does it feel to be the disappointment of YOUR family?” Throughout this entire exchange, you’re left in the center, shocked by the caustic words thrown at each other and hesitant to intervene. “Come on, $name . Let’s get away before we “disappear” too.” “I wouldn’t be so sure, sweety. Come on $name , wouldn’t you rather be with me?” $Jen ‘s face tells you she’s serious about wanting you to come with her, even if it's just to annoy $Ash. But for the first time since you met her, you actually have some power over $Jen . There’s silence as the two girls wait for your answer. [[Mall Week 5 With Ash Stay<-Stay with friend][$M to $M + 10, $Stress to $Stress + 2]] [[Mall Week 5 With Ash Swap<-Go with blackmailer][$M to $M + 10, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]

<<set $JenR to $JenR - 2>>\ Deciding to worry about whatever the consequences may be later, you turn to $Jen . “No, I came here to be with $Ash , and I want to stay with $Ash .” $Jen doesn’t utter anything. Her face remains stoic, but you feel like that’s in appearance only. Still not saying a word, she turns around and heads in a different direction. You and $Ash remain silent as she disappears amongst the hectic crowds of people. “Well, that was interesting.” “What was all that stuff you were saying?” “Oh that? She’s a slut who sends guys running like deer. Her current boyfriend’s even worse, he’d stick his dick in anything with a hole.” “What about all that stuff you said about her family?” “It doesn’t matter. But the further you stay away from her and her family, the better. Anyway, I was heading to the nail salon, let's go!” [[Mall Week 5 Ash 3<-Continue][$M to $M + 10]]

<<set $JenR to $JenR + 1>>\ <<set $AshR to $AshR -2>>\ <<set $MallSaturday to 7>>\ Despite the fact that she’s the only girl who willingly touches your dick, you turn to $Ash and explain your feelings. “I’m sorry, but I’d like to be with $Jen .” Out of the corner of your eye, $Jen is smiling. $Ash doesn’t let any expression show. You anticipate the shouting match to return for round 2, but with you as the opponent, so you’re surprised when $Ash lets a smile return to her face. “Alright, if that’s what you want. Come to my house tomorrow and we can hang out then instead.” She then waves goodbye as she walks away. “I’m impressed, I thought you would have let those long legs and eager hands get in your head.” “I’ve never seen her be so aggressive. What was all that stuff she was talking about?” You ask, turning your head back to $Jen . You can see the usual air of confidence around her has faded slightly. “My family doesn’t exactly have a good reputation in this city. We should go sit down somewhere. Come on, let me introduce you to the food court.” [[Mall Week 5 With Ash Swap 1<-Continue][$M to $M + 10]]

<<set $H to $H + 2>>\ “Well I’m guessing you’ve never been in here either?” $Ash inquires as you approach the salon, which has an unapologetically girly exterior. “No to that too.” “Shame, it’s a great place. In fact” she takes a step towards you so that her lips are only a couple of inches from hers. Even her breath blowing in your face is managing to turn you on. “If I’m going to get a pedicure, why don’t you join me?” “Well of course I’m going to join you, that’s why I came here.” $Ash laughs, rolling her eyes at you. “No, silly, why not get a pedicure as well?” You’re embarrassed that other people could even overhear her. “I can’t do that!” “Really? Too manly, Mr panty wearer? You seemed pretty eager to wear them, so why is this too much?” Your face grows red as you hope the passersby aren’t paying attention to the pair outside the salon. “This is in public! And you gave me a…you know what after.” “Oh, so you want another handjob? Is that it?” //Well that’s not what I meant// “Well if it’s about that, how about I reward you when you come to my house tomorrow?” <<if $Horny gt 6>>If she’s promising you a handjob, then saying no is hardly an option in your sex crazed mind. [[Mall Week 5 Ash Salon Yes<-Agree]]\ <<elseif $Stress gt 7>>You’re too stressed right now to consider getting a pedicure in such a public place, even if it is at the loss of a handjob. [[Mall Week 5 Ash Book<-Decline]]\ <<else>>If she’s promising you a handjob, then you can somehow rationalize doing this. [[Mall Week 5 Ash Salon Yes<-Agree]] [[Mall Week 5 Ash Book<-Decline]]<</if>>

Journal entry 1: I still don’t understand why my parents can’t move in here yet, but I won’t complain about having some alone time with my step sister, $Hannah . I don’t know much about her yet, but she seems nice, and having a housemate that hot can only be a good thing. This city is so much cooler than that town I grew up in, there seems to be so much going on here! $Hannah says the mall nearby has a bunch of cool shops that I’m looking forward to seeing. The clothes store is supposedly huge, and since most of my clothes are still boxed with my parents, I’ll need to get something of a new wardrobe unless I want to be wearing the same stuff everyday. But I wish I could be as excited about attending that all girl’s school, even if it is only for a week. I know I’ll be the center of attention. After all, what kind of fuck up has to happen for a boy to be attending a girl’s school? I keep trying to look at the positive side, and 1000 hot women in uniform is enough to get my heart pumping, but it’s going to be hard to admire their beauty when people are going to be looking at me just as much. I’ll try and make the most of it, because going to an all boy’s school sounds depressing beyond belief. Anyway, it’s getting late, so I should start this new life on a good night’s rest. [[Day 1<-Continue]]

You and $Jen head to the heart of the mall: the food court. It’s crowded with families, teens and the elderly alike, doubly so on Saturdays. “This place is packed.” “It always is. You go save us a seat and I’ll get us something.” “How do you know what I want?” “Hey, when you buy the food, you can decide what to get.” With that said, she walks away to one of the many fast food joints, only distinguishable by their color. You take a seat in a small booth at the side of the expansive court. By the time you've sat down, $Jen ‘s already lost to you in the clouds of people, so you observe your surroundings. There are groups of teens, both boys and girls, hanging around tables meant for two. There are kids running around creating their own kind of chaos. You don’t recognise anyone from Farrix, though it’s not like you spend a lot of time admiring their pretty faces compared to the rest of their bodies. You’re not enough of a pervert yet to recognize people based on their ass-ets. Equally, you’re sure that there are some students from Morton. Fortunately, the fast food restaurants live up to their name, and it doesn’t take long for $Jen to return, a tray of fries and a pair of burgers in her hand which she plants on the table. “I hope you’re not expecting the city’s finest cuisine.” “Not really” you reply, noting your surroundings “I’d take a burger over anything that requires a dictionary to pronounce anyway.” “Then you’re a man of class.” $Jen laughs, sitting down as the two of you begin eating. “I imagine you would know a lot of the expensive places to eat at though, given your dad’s money.” “Oh I do, but you can get sick of the formality of them all pretty easily. And my dad insists on going to them whenever there’s a rift in the family. His solution for everything - just spend a bunch of money and the problem will disappear.” “Still, it must be nice having a father that rich. Your house is nicer than most hotels.” “Oh, he’s rich, but he refuses to give me any money. That’s my damn sister’s fault.” “How so?” “Nevermind, that’s a story for another day.” She takes out a compact mirror from her handbag, admiring her makeup. Perhaps because of the bizarre nature of all your previous meetings, you never really noticed how attractive she is. From the way she’s checking herself out, she knows she is too. “It looks great. Did you get it done for a date with your boyfriend?” “After he canceled on me today? Nope.” “Does he cancel like that often?” “Not normally, only as of late. But he’s been busy. Don’t think he’s an asshole just because he can’t keep up with a calendar.” The two of you finish eating, and spend a surprisingly pleasant, if otherwise uneventful, day at the mall. “This was fun, $name . Care to walk me home?” [[Mall Week 5 Jen Walk<-Walk her home][$H to $H + 3]] [[Mall<-Say goodbye][$H to $H + 3]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/vZ7M5rQG/Jen-house.jpg]] “And so I said to her “that’s not just any toy!”” You and $Jen burst out laughing. You're saddened to see her house coming up on the horizon. “She sounds awesome. I’d love to meet her.” “My sister? I’d love to see her again too, but it’s been years now.” “Why, what happened to her?” You’ve arrived outside her house now and turn to face each other. Her face doesn’t hold the same confidence from her that you’re used to seeing. “I don’t know $name, it’s hard to talk about.” <<if $JenR gt 2>>[[Jen Week 5 Mall Outside 1<-Ask her what happened]]<</if>>\ <<if $JenR lt 3>>[[Jen Week 5 Mall Outside 2<-Ask her what happened]]<</if>> [[Jen Week 5 Mall Outside 3<-Say goodbye]]

<<set $JenK to 1>>\ $Jen takes a deep breath. “Well I don’t know if it’s because she fell into a rough crowd when she was in school or if she just wanted to rebel against such a formal upbringing, but my sister used a bunch of drugs. It started off light at first. You wouldn’t notice unless you knew the signs to look out for. I only knew because she trusted me.” “What happened? Did you tell your dad?” “No, of course not. But she got worse, started caring about being subtle less. I’m not sure if father knew, but if he did acknowledge it then it would make him look bad to his friends, and that was worse than an addict of a daughter to him. Eventually, all the money she could get as an allowance from him wasn’t enough, so she tried to get money elsewhere.” “Really? What did she do?” “She sta…I’m sorry $name , but this is just too hard for me to talk about.” You can see a pair of tears running down her made up face, stained black from her eyeliner. She wipes them away with her hand, smudging her beauty further. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you.” “No, it’s fine, it’s not your fault. Curse me for being so sensitive.” She rushes in, wrapping her arms around you. “Most people would consider being sensitive a good thing” you reply, circling her with your own arms, doing your best to comfort her. “Right, but some people can’t afford that luxury.” She slowly pulls away, as if she doesn’t actually want to. “I should leave before I make a fool of myself more.” She does her best to put on a brave face before going inside. You head home yourself, thinking about little else other than this entirely new side of $Jen that you never could have predicted. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

“I’m sorry $name , but I just don’t think I can talk about this with you right now.” She wipes away at her eyes with a sleeve, attempting to stop any tears before you get a chance to notice them. It ends up smudging her beautiful makeup, making her eyeshadow seem more like a nasty rash. “I’m sorry $Jen , I didn’t mean to upset you.” “Yeah, well you did.” A painful silence hangs in the air like a black cloud, neither of you knowing what to say. “I should go, I’ll see you on Monday.” She ambles inside her house before you head home yourself. You can’t help but be disappointed for ruining an otherwise great day. //Maybe if she liked me more then she would be comfortable opening up// [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

“If you don’t want to talk about it that’s fine.” A sweet smile grows on $Jen ‘s face. “Thanks, $name . If only more people were as understanding as you. I swear, my boyfriend wouldn’t stop bugging me about it. I wish people would stop seeing me by just my last name, you know? I’m more than just a daughter to a rich cunt, more than just my last name, I’m a person with complex emotions and thoughts, just like everyone else.” The two of you hold eye contact with small, but genuine smiles mirroring each other. “This was…” “Fun?” “Yeah, yeah it was. Maybe we should hang out again at some point.” $Jen ambles inside her house, turning around for a final smile at you before closing the door. You head home yourself, thinking about little else other than this entirely new side of $Jen that you never could have predicted. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

<<set $H to $H + 2>>\ "Hey there $name ! I was looking for you everywhere, come on, let's head to the salon." There's an awkward silence as you and $Jen share an understanding glare. "Actually, I'm here with $Jen ." "Wait, really? I thought you two just ran into each other, I mean why would you want to be here with her?" "What exactly is that supposed to mean?" "It's nothing babe, don't worry. Besides, I'm sure he's only here with you because he didn't find me first. Why don't you go and be with your boyfriend instead? What's his name again? Hell, why am I asking, you probably don't remember either." “Well at least I can keep a boyfriend for a month before they go running.” “Can you? I’m sure your daddy pays them real good to stay with your bitchy ass. Tell me, how does it feel to be the disappointment of YOUR family?” Throughout this entire exchange, you’re left in the center, shocked by the caustic words thrown at each other and hesitant to intervene. “Come on, $name . Let’s get away before we “disappear” too.” “I wouldn’t be so sure, sweety. Come on $name , wouldn’t you rather be with me?” $Jen ‘s face tells you she’s serious about wanting you to come with her, even if it's just to annoy $Ash. But for the first time since you met her, you actually have some power over $Jen . There’s silence as the two girls wait for your answer. [[Mall Week 5 With Jen Stay<-Stay with blackmailer][$M to $M + 10, $Stress to $Stress + 2]] [[Mall Week 5 With Jen Swap<-Go with friend][$M to $M + 10, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]

<<set $JenR to $JenR - 2>>\ <<set $AshR to $AshR + 1>>\ Deciding to worry about whatever the consequences may be later, you turn to $Jen . “Sorry, but I want to be with $Ash .” $Jen doesn’t utter anything. Her face remains stoic, but you feel like that’s in appearance only. Still not saying a word, she turns around and heads in a different direction. You and $Ash remain silent as she disappears amongst the hectic crowds of people. “Well, that was interesting.” “What was all that stuff you were saying?” “Oh that? She’s a slut who sends guys running like deer. Her current boyfriend’s even worse, he’d stick his dick in anything with a hole.” “What about all that stuff you said about her family?” “It doesn’t matter. But the further you stay away from her and her family, the better. Anyway, I was heading to the nail salon, let's go!” [[Mall Week 5 Ash 3b<-Continue][$M to $M + 10]]

“I’m guessing you’ve never been in here?” $Ash inquires as you approach the salon, which has an unapologetically girly exterior. “Nope.” “Shame, it’s a great place. In fact” she takes a step towards you so that her lips are only a couple of inches from hers. Even her breath blowing in your face is managing to turn you on. “If I’m going to get a pedicure, why don’t you join me?” “Well of course I’m going to join you, that’s why I came here.” $Ash laughs, rolling her eyes at you. “No, silly, why not get a pedicure as well?” You’re embarrassed that other people could even overhear her. “I can’t do that!” “Really? Too manly, Mr panty wearer? You seemed pretty eager to wear them, so why is this too much?” Your face grows red as you hope the passersby aren’t paying attention to the pair outside the salon. “This is in public! And you gave me a…you know what after.” “Oh, so you want another handjob? Is that it?” //Well that’s not what I meant// “Well if it’s about that, how about I reward you when you come to my house tomorrow?” <<if $HF5 is 6>>//It's just like $Hannah talked about. I can do what $Ash wants and she'll appreciate it, but she might think less of me for giving in to her// [[Mall Week 5 Ash Salon Yes<-Agree][$HosieryUn to 1]] [[Mall Week 5 Ash Book<-Decline]]\ <<elseif $Horny gt 6>>If she’s promising you a handjob, then saying no is hardly an option in your sex crazed mind. [[Mall Week 5 Ash Salon Yes<-Agree]]\ <<elseif $Stress gt 7>>You’re too stressed right now to consider getting a pedicure in such a public place, even if it is at the loss of a handjob. [[Mall Week 5 Ash Book<-Decline]]\ <<else>>If she’s promising you a handjob, then you can somehow rationalize doing this. [[Mall Week 5 Ash Salon Yes<-Agree]] [[Mall Week 5 Ash Book<-Decline]]<</if>>

$SportsBra <<set $MallSaturday to 100>>\ <<set $CC2 to 3>>\ <<set $Fem to 26>>\ Before you walk to Farrix, you ensure your chastity cage is locked. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] As per Miss $Gray 's new instructions, you enter her room prior to your lesson, so that she can give you an inspection. She’s already at her desk, typing away at the computer. "Nice to see you can sometimes follow rules" she says as she comes out from behind her desk, and you approach. "Now, show me you can follow the rest." [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5ytWZ56r/Inspection.jpg]] As requested, you unzip your pants. <<if $SocksM is 0 and $PantiesM is 0>>Miss $Gray plays with the top of your hosiery, pulling them down slightly to give her a better view of your underwear. She smiles at seeing your panties, before reaching inside them to check you're caged. "A locked cage with panties and tights, just as requested. Thank you, $name ."\ <<elseif $SocksM is 1 and $PantiesM is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>"No hosiery, name? Did you get a run in them? Maybe you should start carrying a spare." Miss $Gray then inspects your panties, before reaching inside them to tell if you're caged. "At least you have a locked cage and panties." \ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>Miss $Gray pulls at the top of your hosiery, pulling them down slightly to give her a better view of your underwear. "Boxers, $name , really? They’re so inappropriate underneath hosiery, and uncomfortable too, I imagine. You continue to disappoint me." She sighs, before pulling down your underwear beneath your crotch. "At least you’re properly locked."\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 2>>"What's this? Did you forget what school you're attending?" She sighs, before pulling down your boxers beneath your crotch. "At least you’re properly locked."<</if>> <<if $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs gt 6>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>Miss $Gray looks at your legs. "Really? How could you let your legs grow this disgusting? Be sure to shave them and they'll look and feel much better." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs lt 3>>Miss $Gray lightly strokes your leg. "Don't you just love the feeling of freshly shaven legs? So smooth, so feminine. Keep it up."\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs lt 7 and $ShaveLegs gt 2>>Miss $Gray admires your legs. "Smooth, be sure to keep it up." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 1 and $Day3 is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>"And don't think that I hadn't noticed that you haven't shaved your legs yet. It will make your hosiery feel much more pleasant." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 2>><<set $OrderToShave to 4>>"And don't think I didn't notice your shaven legs" she remarks, stroking your smooth skin. "Don't they make your legs feel much more womanly? I doubt you will need to complain about your hosiery ever again." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 3>><<set $GrayR to $GrayR + 1, $OrderToShave to 4>>"Are those what I think they are?" She asks, stroking your shaven legs. "How smooth. Don't they make your legs feel so womanly, so feminine? I'm so proud of you, doing this without any encouragement. Since everyone else at Farrix shaves their legs regularly, I see no reason why shouldn't have to from now on, though I doubt you will complain at that." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<else>>She then lets you dress yourself again.<</if>> <<if $ShoesCOrder is 1 and $ShoesC is 1>> Miss $Gray admires your flats. "Such cute shoes, $name . Make sure to keep wearing them."\ <<elseif $ShoesCOrder is 1 and $ShoesC is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>> "I'm sure you would much prefer to be wearing a pair of cute flats, so where are they?"<</if>>\ <<if $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlug is 1>> \ Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. "Nice to see you can remember this" she taunts, pressing down on the butt plug inside you. "I'm sure it will be harder for you to daydream in class when you have this constantly reminding you of its presence."\ <<elseif $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlug is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1, $TimesSpanked to $TimesSpanked + 1>> Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. The silent room is quickly filled with a shriek from you as her hand slaps your butt cheeks. "I thought I made it clear that you will wear a butt plug from now on." Several more times you cry out as her hand hits you.<</if>><<if $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra is 1>> She cups her hand gently against your chest, confirming the sports bra underneath your shirt. "Do you like someone feeling your breasts?" She laughs at the uncomfortable expression that your face curls into.\ <<elseif $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>> She presses her hand against your chest. When she senses that there’s no bra beneath your shirt, she looks disappointed.<</if>> <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>"It is extremely disappointing that you can't follow the most basic of instructions $name . Come here at lunch for your punishment."\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $GrayR lt -1>>"While it is good that you can follow instructions, I am not pleased with your behavior. Come here at lunch for you punishment."\ <<else>>“Your behavior has been better as of late. Keep it up.”<</if>> <<if $SkirtTask1 is 3 or $SkirtTask2 is 3>><<set $GrayR to $GrayR + 1, $Fem to 27>>You hold up your phone for Miss $Gray to see your outfit. “You do have a taste for fashion. A skirt like that should compliment a woman's body, and I can see that’s what’s happening here. Nicely done. Now, for the second part of your assignment…” you slide your finger across the screen to showcase the more humiliating part. “Wow, they do look confused. What was it like, showing off yourself like that? Hopefully you feel more willing to push your boundaries now. I must say, I’m quite surprised that you completed my task in its entirety. Perhaps I underestimated your confidence.” She returns to her desk, and you sit down at your table, waiting for the lesson to commence.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 5 and $SkirtTask1 is 2 or $Day3 is 5 and $SkirtTask2 is 2>><<set $GrayR to $GrayR - 1, $Fem to 27>>You hold up your phone for Miss $Gray to see your outfit. “You do have a taste for fashion. A skirt like that should compliment a woman's body, and I can see that’s what’s happening here. Nicely done. Now, for the second part of your assignment…” You don’t respond, leading Miss $Gray to come to the natural solution. “So you didn’t have the confidence to show yourself in public, even when I make it as simple as can be? How easy do I need to make these tasks?” You can see her reflect on the picture in front of her. “Still, this counts for something, but it’s disappointing that you show promise but stumble at the end.” She returns to her desk, and you sit down at your table, waiting for the lesson to commence.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 5>><<set $GrayPunish to 1, $Fem to 27, $GrayR to $GrayR - 1>>”So you didn’t feel like completing my task? Was it that you lacked the confidence? Or did you just want to irritate me? Regardless, I expected resistance to my help, so I’m prepared. Make sure to come see me once the school day is over, and certainly not for your key." She returns to her desk, and you sit down at your table, waiting for the lesson to commence.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 4>>”This is your last chance, $name . I'm trying to help you, and if you're resisting that change, then you're only confirming that you need my assistance." She returns to her desk, and you sit down at your table, waiting for the lesson to commence.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 3>>”Still procrastinating over your assignment? I’d do it quickly, unless you don’t want this key back.” She returns to her desk, and you sit down at your table, waiting for the lesson to commence.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 2>>”Couldn’t build up the confidence for my assignment yet? That’s exactly why you need my help.” She returns to her desk, and you sit down at your table, waiting for the lesson to commence.\ <<elseif $Fem is 26 and $AshMad is 0>><<set $SkirtTask1 to 1>>I have a new assignment for you. This one will help you grow a lot as a person, and assist you in realizing a different side of yourself. The cogs inside your mind have begun to turn, but I’m far from content. You should go and get yourself a skirt. “Bu…” “I don’t mind where you get the skirt from - it could be from the mall, a friend, whatever. I don’t care so much about that part. What’s important is that you wear a skirt, and take a picture as proof, not only to show me, but also so that you can complete the second part of the assignment. I want you to print off that picture, and leave it in a public place!” “But what if someone recognises me?” Your outburst is quickly dismissed nonchalantly by your steadfast teacher. “You don’t have to show your face, not if you don’t want to. Anyone fortunate finders will likely think it’s a cute girl who dropped her photo. Be sure to take another picture of you abandoning it.” “You can see this task is twofold. It should push your limits to acquire the skirt, but those limits should be breached by exposing yourself in such a vulnerable manner. Naturally, I want the picture to be convincing too, so make sure to shave your legs.” You feel inclined to argue with her more, but you know the rest of the class will be here soon, and your protests have never exactly been effective against her, so you resign yourself to your seat.\ <<elseif $Fem is 26 and $AshMad is 1>><<set $SkirtTask2 to 1>>I have a new assignment for you. This one will help you grow a lot as a person, and assist you in realizing a different side of yourself. The cogs inside your mind have begun to turn, but I’m far from content. You should go and get yourself a skirt. “Bu…” “I don’t mind where you get the skirt from - it could be from the mall, a friend, whatever. I don’t care so much about that part. What’s important is that you wear a skirt, and take a picture as proof, not only to show me, but also so that you can complete the second part of the assignment. I want you to print off that picture, and leave it in a public place!” “But what if someone recognises me?” Your outburst is quickly dismissed nonchalantly by your steadfast teacher. “You don’t have to show your face, not if you don’t want to. Anyone fortunate finders will likely think it’s a cute girl who dropped her photo. Be sure to take another picture of you abandoning it.” “You can see this task is twofold. It should push your limits to acquire the skirt, but those limits should be breached by exposing yourself in such a vulnerable manner. Naturally, I want the picture to be convincing too, so make sure to shave your legs.” You feel inclined to argue with her more, but you know the rest of the class will be here soon, and your protests have never exactly been effective against her, so you resign yourself to your seat.<</if>><<if $SkirtTask1 is 1 and $AshMad is 0 and $Day3 lt 5>> //I know $Hannah has a wardrobe full of skirts, maybe I could get in there without her noticing// //$Ash would probably be willing to help me out// //Eclipse Clothing mostly has women’s clothing. I could buy a skirt there, but there would also be changing rooms//\ <<elseif $SkirtTask2 is 1 and $AshMad is 1 and $Day3 lt 5>> //I know $Hannah has a wardrobe full of skirts, maybe I could get in there without her noticing// //If I were still friends $Ash , she would have been willing to help me out// //Eclipse Clothing mostly has women’s clothing. I could buy a skirt there, but there would also be changing rooms//<</if>> [[6-1b<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 8>>\ <<set $M to 0>>\ <<if $Day3 is 5>><<set $Fem to 27>><<set $SkirtTask1 to 11, $SkirtTask2 to 11>><</if>>\ The students begin to file in around you. <<if $JenLevel is 0 or $JenLevel is 1>>Your classmates have largely gotten used to you by now, though they all no doubt still see you as being somewhere you do not belong.\ <<elseif $JenLevel is 2>>There’s some unintelligible whispers from some of the class as they enter, among some giggles and cruel words that you’re more than used to being called. “Sissy” particularly stands out to you as this being $Jen ‘s doing. Thankfully, it’s only a few of them, and the mockery, coming from a select few stops after a moment.\ <<elseif $JenLevel is 3>>There’s conversations as usual that are had by the entering classmates, but from what you pick up, the topic is awfully different than the usual discourse. There’s a lot of laughter and staring at you from what seems like half the class, and the words they throw around, which vary from whispers to average conversational volume, seem either feminine or demeaning. You pick out several instances of “sissy” “loser” and “pathetic”.<</if>> $Ash sits next to you as usual, and you whisper a quiet "hello" to her. <<if $AshMad is 1>>She either doeson't seem to notice, or care.\ <<elseif $AshR lt 0>>She barely seems to acknowledge your presence past anything more than a small glance in your general direction.\ <<elseif $AshR is 0>>She replies with a brief smile before taking out her work books.\ <<elseif $AshR is 1>>She gives you a wide smile and a flirty wink before taking out her work books.\ <<elseif $AshR gt 1>>She gives you a wide smile, a flirty wink, and even a lingering stare at your crotch.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMzGh6KR/Desk-Ash.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $GrayR lt 0>>Miss $Gray seems to be harsher to you today. She demands you answer more questions than she does the other students, and is crueler to you when you get them wrong, and barely affirms your answer when you get them right.<<elseif $GrayR gt - 1>>Despite the pre-class inspection, Miss $Gray barely seems to care about you during the lesson, which you certainly wouldn't complain about.<</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8>>During the lesson, though, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes lustfully wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.<<elseif $Horny lt 9>>Despite the ample distractions around you in the form of attractive women, you manage to listen diligently.<</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>> The butt plug filling your rear isn’t helping the situation, however, and leaves you even more turned on.<</if>> <<if $AshR gt 1 and $GrayR gt -2 and $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $AshMad is 0>>The lesson ends, and you breathe a sigh of over being away from Miss $Gray, at least for a couple of hours. $Ash reminds you to meet her if you’d like to hang out at lunch, before heading off in a different direction.\ <<elseif $AshMad is 1>>The lessons ends, and as though she was deathly allergic to you, $Ash has already left.\ <<elseif $AshR gt 1>>The lesson ends, and you breathe a sigh of over being away from Miss $Gray, at least for a couple of hours. $Ash asks if you’d like to hang out at lunch, but because of your overbearing teacher, you can’t. She sighs disappointedly before heading off in a different direction.\ <<elseif $AshR lt 2>>The lesson ends. As you look to your left to chat with $Ash , you’re saddened to realize that she’s already left.<</if>> [[6-1c Lesson<-Continue]]

<<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>\ <<if $Horny gt 10>><<set $Horny to 10>><</if>>\ <<set $H to 12>>\ You find $Ash outside of your usual waiting spot before finding a somewhat secluded spot to chat.<<if visited("6-1d Ash Skirt") is 0>> You consider asking $Ash about wearing a skirt. [[6-1d Ash Skirt<-Ask for help]] [[6-1d Ash Normal<-Continue]]\ <<else>> [[6-1d Ash Normal<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $M to 0>>\ <<set $H to 16>>\ <<if $GrayPunish is 1>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>><<set $Fem to 28>>The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell of the day rings, which, today, fills you with dread. You approach the familiar classroom of Miss $Gray , and enter once it empties of students. “You normally come here for this, don’t you?” She flashes the precious piece of metal with the power to unlock your cage. “Well, you certainly don’t deserve it today. No, you deserve something that will teach you a lesson, and perhaps you’ve become too accustomed to that cage for you to be affected by not having the key. So today, I have a much more humiliating punishment. Take off your pants.” Already used to this ritual, you kick off your shoes and pull down the lower half off your school attire. Miss $Gray observes you for a moment. She can see the nerves piling up in your eyes as you wonder what she has in store. A teacher who forces her student to wear a chastity cage isn’t likely to see any limits. Your beliefs are affirmed as she tosses a garment onto the floor, landing right in front of you. It’s small, and pink. “Well, what are you waiting for?” Your tentative hand reaches down to take it, and picks it up. Holding it up to your eyes, it reveals itself to be a skirt - a very tiny one, to be precise. You don’t have to see it on anyone to know it’s brief length wouldn’t leave much to the imagination. “Since you didn’t have the confidence to get one yourself, I gracefully thought I would get one for you. And this way, I can be sure it’s a skirt that will flatter you. Pink’s certainly your color, but I didn’t think you’d be able to get such a beautiful item for yourself. Now, put it on.” You step into the tiny garment and pull it up your legs. Even at your knees, it’s incredibly tight and you have to heave it up the rest of your legs. Another tug pulls it up on your thighs. Without a zip, it’s nearly impossible to get resting on your waist, but another blast of strength completes the outfit. You knew the length was short, but with your arms parallel to your body, the hem aligns with your fingers. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/C5wXCFqv/Pink-skirt-punishment.jpg]] Too busy looking at yourself, you don’t notice Miss $Gray approaching you, swiping the trousers from the floor. “You do fill it out nicely, it really shows off your legs. Now, since you didn’t complete my task, you didn’t get a chance to show yourself off. Fortunately, that’s what’s going to happen now, except you don’t have a chance of anonymity. Now, leave my classroom.” You go from admiring yourself to staring into the eyes of Miss $Gray . You can see from her stoic expression that she’s serious. “What? I can’t leave like this!” “Of course you can. It may be tight, but I’m sure it doesn't hinder movement. Besides, every other person here wears one daily, so it’s incredibly arrogant to think you’re an exception. Most students have probably left by now anyway, so there isn’t anyone to be nervous about.” Her shallow explanation doesn’t include how you would get home without being spotted by someone. “Besides, it wouldn’t be a punishment if you enjoyed it, would it?” Returning your eyes to your outfit, you consider if you can really go through with this. A normal skirt would be one thing, but this monstrosity will catch any decently sighted eyes. Combined with your dull upper half, you look like a pathetically mismatched crossdresser. “So, are you going to do as I ask or are you going to moan about how this is “unfair?”” [[6-1e Punish Argue 1<-Argue][$M to $M + 30, $GrayPunish to 0]] [[6-1e Punish Leave<-Leave][$M to $M + 30, $GrayPunish to 0]]\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 0>><<set $CC2 to 2>>The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell of the day rings, signaling that the students can go home. Unless, of course, they are locked in a chastity cage, in which case they must go see Miss $Gray . You enter room 68 after the class empties. "Ah, $name , I'm glad to see you care about something" she says, as she removes the key from her breast pocket. "You will give it back to me in our lesson tomorrow, and then I will return it this time tomorrow." She then slides the key across the table, and you hastily grab it. "Don't lose it" She jests. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/MGbDPrzJ/Gray-key.jpg]] //Freedom!// You leave the classroom before Miss $Gray finds another way to ruin your day.\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell of the day rings, signaling that the students can go home. Normally, you would go to Miss $Gray at this time, but with you not following her rules, she wouldn't give you the key even if you did go to room 68.<</if>> <<if $Day3 is 1>>[[Jen Monday 3<-Finish the day]]<<elseif $GrayPunish is 0>>[[6-1f<-Finish the day]]<</if>>

<<set $GrayLunchFail to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] <<if $CC2 is 3>>You walk out the school, with your chastity key still around Miss $Gray 's necklace, wondering what to do with the rest of your day.\ <<elseif $CC2 is 2>>You walk out the school, with your chastity key in your pocket, wondering what to do with the rest of your day.<</if>> [[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] <<if $Stress gt 9>>You feel too stressed to not go straight home<</if>>\ <<if $Stress lt 10>>[[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>> <<if $Stress lt 10 and $AshSkirtHelp is 1>>[[Task Skirt Ash Help<-Get help wearing a skirt]]<</if>>

<<set $CC2 to 3>>\ <<if $Day3 is 5>><<set $Fem to 28>><</if>>\ Before you walk to Farrix, you ensure your chastity cage is locked. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] As per Miss $Gray 's new instructions, you enter her room prior to your lesson, so that she can give you an inspection. She’s already at her desk, typing away at the computer. "Nice to see you can sometimes follow rules" she says as she comes out from behind her desk, and you approach. "Now, show me you can follow the rest." [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5ytWZ56r/Inspection.jpg]] As requested, you unzip your pants. <<if $SocksM is 0 and $PantiesM is 0>>Miss $Gray plays with the top of your hosiery, pulling them down slightly to give her a better view of your underwear. She smiles at seeing your panties, before reaching inside them to check you're caged. "A locked cage with panties and tights, just as requested. Thank you, $name ."\ <<elseif $SocksM is 1 and $PantiesM is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>"No hosiery, name? Did you get a run in them? Maybe you should start carrying a spare." Miss $Gray then inspects your panties, before reaching inside them to tell if you're caged. "At least you have a locked cage and panties." \ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>Miss $Gray pulls at the top of your hosiery, pulling them down slightly to give her a better view of your underwear. "Boxers, $name , really? They’re so inappropriate underneath hosiery, and uncomfortable too, I imagine. You continue to disappoint me." She sighs, before pulling down your underwear beneath your crotch. "At least you’re properly locked."\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 2>>"What's this? Did you forget what school you're attending?" She sighs, before pulling down your boxers beneath your crotch. "At least you’re properly locked."<</if>> <<if $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs gt 6>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>Miss $Gray looks at your legs. "Really? How could you let your legs grow this disgusting? Be sure to shave them and they'll look and feel much better." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs lt 3>>Miss $Gray lightly strokes your leg. "Don't you just love the feeling of freshly shaven legs? So smooth, so feminine. Keep it up."\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs lt 7 and $ShaveLegs gt 2>>Miss $Gray admires your legs. "Smooth, be sure to keep it up." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 1 and $Day3 is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>"And don't think that I hadn't noticed that you haven't shaved your legs yet. It will make your hosiery feel much more pleasant." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 2>><<set $OrderToShave to 4>>"And don't think I didn't notice your shaven legs" she remarks, stroking your smooth skin. "Don't they make your legs feel much more womanly? I doubt you will need to complain about your hosiery ever again." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 3>><<set $GrayR to $GrayR + 1, $OrderToShave to 4>>"Are those what I think they are?" She asks, stroking your shaven legs. "How smooth. Don't they make your legs feel so womanly, so feminine? I'm so proud of you, doing this without any encouragement. Since everyone else at Farrix shaves their legs regularly, I see no reason why shouldn't have to from now on, though I doubt you will complain at that." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<else>>She then lets you dress yourself again.<</if>> <<if $ShoesCOrder is 1 and $ShoesC is 1>> Miss $Gray admires your flats. "Such cute shoes, $name . Make sure to keep wearing them."\ <<elseif $ShoesCOrder is 1 and $ShoesC is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>> "I'm sure you would much prefer to be wearing a pair of cute flats, so where are they?"<</if>>\ <<if $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlug is 1>> \ Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. "Nice to see you can remember this" she taunts, pressing down on the butt plug inside you. "I'm sure it will be harder for you to daydream in class when you have this constantly reminding you of its presence."\ <<elseif $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlug is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1, $TimesSpanked to $TimesSpanked + 1>> Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. The silent room is quickly filled with a shriek from you as her hand slaps your butt cheeks. "I thought I made it clear that you will wear a butt plug from now on." Several more times you cry out as her hand hits you.<</if>><<if $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra is 1>> She cups her hand gently against your chest, confirming the sports bra underneath your shirt. "Do you like someone feeling your breasts?" She laughs at the uncomfortable expression that your face curls into.\ <<elseif $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>> She presses her hand against your chest. When she senses that there’s no bra beneath your shirt, she looks disappointed.<</if>> <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>"It is extremely disappointing that you can't follow the most basic of instructions $name . Come here at lunch for your punishment."\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $GrayR lt -1>>"While it is good that you can follow instructions, I am not pleased with your behavior. Come here at lunch for you punishment."\ <<else>>“Your behavior has been better as of late. Keep it up.”<</if>> She returns to her desk, and you sit down at your table, waiting for your lesson to commence.<<if $Horny gt 6 and $SportsBraOrder is 0>><<set $SportsBraOrder to 1>> Feeling on edge from your hornyness, you decide to be boldly daring. Your teacher’s sat, not paying attention to you, preparing the lesson whilst awaiting the rest of the students’ arrival. With her ample bosom, how could you not take the opportunity to stare? Well, only a few seconds into doing that do you get caught red handed and lustful eyed in another harsh moment of realization that she has a sixth sense when it comes to you. Her head flips round to capture you staring. “Really? After all you’ve done in your time here to make the girls feel uncomfortable, you can’t be a better person and ignore these?” Her hands cup her breasts, not helping your position. “With how you’re around girls for most of the day, I’m surprised you’re not better than a compulsion to stare. But who am I kidding? I should never assume anything but the worst of you.” She seems like she’s done, before her scathing rant picks up again. “I think you need to feel as self conscious as women do, so that you can empathize with them instead of gormlessly gazing. Yes, from now on, you’ll need to wear a sports bra everyday.” “A sports bra?!” “Yes. They should be easy enough to hide, but should leave you more than conscious of its presence, leaving you just as self aware of its existence as your cohorts are of their breasts. But don’t worry, it’s as though your white shirt is transparent, is it?” She cackles as she once more fills you day with feelings of dread.<</if>> [[School 6-5b<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 8>>\ <<set $M to 0>>\ The students begin to file in around you. <<if $JenLevel is 0 or $JenLevel is 1>>Your classmates have largely gotten used to you by now, though they all no doubt still see you as being somewhere you do not belong.\ <<elseif $JenLevel is 2>>There’s some unintelligible whispers from some of the class as they enter, among some giggles and cruel words that you’re more than used to being called. “Sissy” particularly stands out to you as this being $Jen ‘s doing. Thankfully, it’s only a few of them, and the mockery, coming from a select few stops after a moment.\ <<elseif $JenLevel is 3>>There’s conversations as usual that are had by the entering classmates, but from what you pick up, the topic is awfully different than the usual discourse. There’s a lot of laughter and staring at you from what seems like half the class, and the words they throw around, which vary from whispers to average conversational volume, seem either feminine or demeaning. You pick out several instances of “sissy” “loser” and “pathetic”.<</if>> $Ash sits next to you as usual, and you whisper a quiet "hello" to her. <<if $AshMad is 1>>She either doeson't seem to notice, or care.\ <<elseif $AshR lt 0>>She barely seems to acknowledge your presence past anything more than a small glance in your general direction.\ <<elseif $AshR is 1>>She gives you a wide smile and a flirty wink before taking out her work books.\ <<elseif $AshR gt 1>>She gives you a wide smile, a flirty wink, and even a lingering stare at your crotch.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMzGh6KR/Desk-Ash.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $GrayR lt 0>>Miss $Gray seems to be harsher to you today. She demands you answer more questions than she does the other students, and is crueler to you when you get them wrong, and barely affirms your answer when you get them right.<<elseif $GrayR gt - 1>>Despite the pre-class inspection, Miss $Gray barely seems to care about you during the lesson, which you certainly wouldn't complain about.<</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8>>During the lesson, though, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes lustfully wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.<<elseif $Horny lt 9>>Despite the ample distractions around you in the form of attractive women, you manage to listen diligently.<</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>> The butt plug filling your rear isn’t helping the situation, however, and leaves you even more turned on.<</if>> <<if $AshR gt 1 and $GrayR gt -2 and $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $AshMad is 0>>The lesson ends, and you breathe a sigh of over being away from Miss $Gray, at least for a couple of hours. $Ash reminds you to meet her if you’d like to hang out at lunch, before heading off in a different direction.\ <<elseif $AshMad is 1>>The lessons ends, and as though she was deathly allergic to you, $Ash has already left.\ <<elseif $AshR gt 1>>The lesson ends, and you breathe a sigh of over being away from Miss $Gray, at least for a couple of hours. $Ash asks if you’d like to hang out at lunch, but because of your overbearing teacher, you can’t. She sighs disappointedly before heading off in a different direction.\ <<elseif $AshR lt 2>>The lesson ends. As you look to your left to chat with $Ash , you’re saddened to realize that she’s already left.<</if>> [[School 6-5c Lesson<-Continue]]

<<set $GrayLunchFail to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] <<if $CC2 is 3>>You walk out the school, with your chastity key still around Miss $Gray 's necklace, wondering what to do with the rest of your day.<</if>>\ <<if $CC2 is 2>>You walk out the school, with your chastity key in your pocket, wondering what to do with the rest of your day.<</if>> <<if $A is 0 and $Stress gt 9>>[[Meet Alex Alt<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] You feel too stressed to not go straight home\ <<elseif $A is 0 and $Stress lt 10>>[[Meet Alex Alt<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] [[Meet Alex Alt<-Go to the mall]]\ <<elseif $Stress gt 9>>[[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] You feel too stressed to not go straight home\ <<elseif $Stress lt 10>>[[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] [[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>>

<<set $M to $M + 30>>\ <<set $PantyhoseTask to 1>>\ <<set $Fem to 26>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] After walking the familiar path to $Ash ‘s house, she eagerly opens the door before you even get a chance to knock. “Hey $name !” She greets you inside before leading you upstairs. While her Farrix uniform certainly allows her to dress slutty, her outfit today leaves even less to the imagination. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/3JjZf5nW/Ash-Week-5.jpg]] <<if $MallSaturday is 5 and $CC2 is 1>>You’ve barely entered the familiar environment of her room when she rushes in, painting you with kisses. “Most men wouldn’t dare do what you did yesterday” she begins, her hands exploring your body. “Confidence is so sexy. Almost as sexy as me, don’t you think?” She steps back and poses for you, teasing you with her body. Her dress gets pulled up, showing off her underwear that matches her dress. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/PrLCNm8H/Ash-Week-5b.jpg]] She pushes you backwards until your knees buckle when you collide with the bed, leaving you vulnerable for $Ash to mount you. A button gets unbuckled, a zip slides down and a heavy tug pulls your pants down, exposing your underwear. But today, $Ash is more concerned with what’s underneath. Her hand massages your rapidly growing cock, bringing it quickly to full mast “You must be looking forward to this after what you did to earn it.” She doesn’t start jerking until you look at her, and she sees the begging in your eyes. The visible desperation fuels her hand, slowly moving up and down. Your mind fades away as she speeds up. “You know, I would have been willing to give you more than just a handjob for what you did. You really should have asked for more. These lips could be wrapped around your little dick like a lollipop.” “My what?” “Your huge cock, I wonder how much of it I could take before I was gagging…” You watch as she lowers her head, closer and closer to your dick. She keeps masturbating you, and just as her tongue is about to lick the tip of your dick, a torrent of cum explodes from your penis. You were so turned on by her on the verge of giving you a blowjob that you couldn’t hold back any longer. The spray of semen shoots up in the air, hitting nothing but air until it returns to you, splatting on your thighs and stomach, as well your cock itself, and $Ash ‘s still touching hand. With her index finger, she swipes a scoop of it before popping it into her mouth, sucking it clean. She smiles widely once you’re done. $Ash gives you a minute to recover, but her grin tells you she has another idea. Hopefully this one is less public than yesterday’s adventure. “I have this fantasy, and I was wondering if you’d be willing to be the second person in it. “Really? What is it?” You ask, so yearnfully that the lust is probably detectable in your breath. “Well, I’ve always wanted to lay in bed with someone, both of us naked, except for both of us wearing pantyhose. Just the idea of rubbing legs with someone else like that makes me wet. Of course, you’d have to shave your legs as well, though I doubt you have an issue with that. So, get some pantyhose and come here next Sunday and we can have some fun.” On her final word, she gently places the palm of her hand on your crotch. “Up for it?” So on edge and eager to be sexual with $Ash more, you nod your head without a second thought. “Great, why don’t you start working on it now? I have some stuff to do.” She sees you out. If you decide to fulfill her fantasy, you’ve got a week to get prepared. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $Horny to 0]]\ <<elseif $MallSaturday is 5 and $CC2 is 2>>You’ve barely entered the familiar environment of her room when she rushes in, painting you with kisses. “Most men wouldn’t dare do what you did yesterday” she begins, her hands exploring your body. “Confidence is so sexy. Almost as sexy as me, don’t you think?” She steps back and poses for you, teasing you with her body. Her dress gets pulled up, showing off her underwear that matches her dress. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/PrLCNm8H/Ash-Week-5b.jpg]] She pushes you backwards until your knees buckle when you collide with the bed, leaving you vulnerable for $Ash to mount you. A button gets unbuckled, a zip slides down and a heavy tug pulls your pants down, exposing your underwear. But today, $Ash is more concerned with what’s underneath. She feels the cage your cock is inside of, laughing almost at seeing how much you want her to actually touch it. “So, do you want your reward or not? Do you have the key with you?” Your fingers scramble to your pocket, scooping up the tiny piece of metal with the power to unlock your penis. You fumble around, trying to fit the key in the hole. $Ash takes over, placing her hand over yours to guide the key into position. After a familiar click, she slides off the cage, allowing your cock to spring to life. Her hand massages your rapidly growing cock, bringing it quickly to full mast “You must be looking forward to this after what you did to earn it.” She doesn’t start jerking until you look at her, and she sees the begging in your eyes. The visible desperation fuels her hand, slowly moving up and down. Your mind fades away as she speeds up. “You know, I would have been willing to give you more than just a handjob for what you did. You really should have asked for more. These lips could be wrapped around your little dick like a lollipop.” “My what?” “Your huge cock, I wonder how much of it I could take before I was gagging…” You watch as she lowers her head, closer and closer to your dick. She keeps masturbating you, and just as her tongue is about to lick the tip of your dick, a torrent of cum explodes from your penis. You were so turned on by her on the verge of giving you a blowjob that you couldn’t hold back any longer. The spray of semen shoots up in the air, hitting nothing but air until it returns to you, splatting on your thighs and stomach, as well your cock itself, and $Ash ‘s still touching hand. With her index finger, she swipes a scoop of it before popping it into her mouth, sucking it clean. She smiles widely once you’re done. $Ash gives you a minute to recover, but her grin tells you she has another idea. Hopefully this one is less public than yesterday’s adventure. “I have this fantasy, and I was wondering if you’d be willing to be the second person in it. “Really? What is it?” You ask, so yearnfully that the lust is probably detectable in your breath. “Well, I’ve always wanted to lay in bed with someone, both of us naked, except for both of us wearing pantyhose. Just the idea of rubbing legs with someone else like that makes me wet. Of course, you’d have to shave your legs as well, though I doubt you have an issue with that. So, get some pantyhose and come here next Sunday and we can have some fun.” On her final word, she gently places the palm of her hand on your crotch. “Up for it?” So on edge and eager to be sexual with $Ash more, you nod your head without a second thought. “Great, why don’t you start working on it now? I have some stuff to do.” She sees you out. If you decide to fulfill her fantasy, you’ve got a week to get prepared. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $Horny to 0, $CC2 to 1]]\ <<elseif $MallSaturday is 5 and $CC2 is 3>>You’ve barely entered the familiar environment of her room when she rushes in, painting you with kisses. “Most men wouldn’t dare do what you did yesterday” she begins, her hands exploring your body. “Confidence is so sexy. Almost as sexy as me, don’t you think?” She steps back and poses for you, teasing you with her body. Her dress gets pulled up, showing off her underwear that matches her dress. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/PrLCNm8H/Ash-Week-5b.jpg]] She pushes you backwards until your knees buckle when you collide with the bed, leaving you vulnerable for $Ash to mount you. A button gets unbuckled, a zip slides down and a heavy tug pulls your pants down, exposing your underwear. But today, $Ash is more concerned with what’s underneath. She feels the cage your cock is inside of, laughing almost at seeing how much you want her to actually touch it. “So, do you want your reward or not? Do you have the key with you?” //Shit// $Ash can read your face, understanding your blunder. “You really left the key to your dick at home, when a girl promised you a handjob? Did you become the light of another girl’s eye when I wasn’t looking? Well, if you don’t care about your dick, then maybe these would like some love instead.” The hand taunting your dick moves to your balls, grabbing them tightly, dancing on the fine line between pleasure and pain. She lowers her head down to your crotch, and you feel the new sensation of a tongue lapping at your testicles. She swivels her neck to reach new angles, spreading the love all around your sperm sack, reaching back along your scrotum to make you even hornier, which simultaneously makes you frustrated at having your key resting on Miss $Gray ‘s necklace. Your dick starts to feel slightly warmer, and you realize it’s $Ash ‘s tongue, coating your cage in saliva. She starts at the base, before moving over the head of the cage. The narrow slit for peeing lets her tease you to an almost impossible extent. The tiny degree of contact between you and her leaves you feeling on edge like never before. Her tongue strokes back and forth, up and down, teasing the head of your dick. You almost think that a bit more would cause your dick to explode, both with a torrent of cum, but also out of it’s plastic binding. The third base action feels like it goes on forever, as any concept of time escapes your mind. “Next time” $Ash laughs “don’t forget your key, unless you like having blue balls.” She dismounts you and goes over to a vanity table, checking to see if her makeup was ruined. Looking down, there’s a line of precum connecting your dick to your thigh, with a similar pool of the liquid having collected and been absorbed by the sheet beneath. You rise, pulling up your pants, despising any stimulation on your dick that isn’t a tongue. “But if you do like having blue balls, then that isn’t a problem.” She seemed to enjoy teasing you a bit too much. When you’ve recovered, $Ash approaches you again. “I actually have something to ask of you. I’ve always had this fantasy. I was hoping you’d be able to help me out.” “Really? What is it?” You ask, so eagerly that the lust is probably detectable in your breath. “Well, I’ve always wanted to lay in bed with a guy, both of us naked, except for both of us wearing pantyhose. Just the idea of rubbing legs with someone else like that makes me wet. Of course, you’d have to shave your legs as well, though I doubt you have an issue with that. So, get some pantyhose and come here next Sunday and we can have some fun.” On her final word, she gently places the palm of her hand on your crotch. “Up for it?” So on edge and eager to be sexual with $Ash more, you nod your head without a second thought. “Great, why don’t you start working on it now? I have some stuff to do.” [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $Horny to $Horny + 3]]\ <<elseif $MallSaturday is 6 and $CC2 is 1>>You haven’t stopped moving for a second when $Ash rushes in and kisses you, painting your cheek pink. “Yesterday was fun. I was thinking that today we could have some more fun.” She pushes you backwards until your knees buckle when you collide with the bed, leaving you vulnerable for $Ash to mount you. A button gets unbuckled, a zip slides down and a heavy tug pulls your pants down, exposing your underwear. But today, $Ash is more concerned with what’s underneath. With one hand, she teases your balls, playing with them. Her other hand touches your growing cock, encouraging it to come to life. Despite not following her request yesterday, she starts giving you a handjob, spitting in her hand for extra lubrication. She moves it slowly at first, teasing the tip of your cock. Torturously, her hand drags up to the head of your cock before sliding back down. Her massage of your most intimate muscle continues, never growing in pace. Despite feeling that you’re on the edge cumming, you know you could never tip over the edge at $Ash ‘s sluggish pace. “Can you go faster?” You meekly ask. “Why? Do you want to cum?” Her hand speeds up, knowing the answer. She accelerates, getting faster, and faster, until… She removes her hand abruptly. The precum leaking out your rock hard member is all that exits your dick. You look down from the stars you were seeing in your lust filled mind to see $Ash standing, a grin on her face that you can only interpret cruelty from. “Why did you stop?” “A girl touched your dick, that’s a lot more than what you deserve. Maybe you would have had time to finish if we did what I wanted yesterday.” You can’t believe that $Ash would tease you, edge you like this, before stopping, like quitting a marathon with the finish line in sight. You would argue with her, yell at her for being unfair, but she did still jerk you off, and you lack the focus to put together an argument that wouldn’t make you seem selfish. Regardless, you’re left annoyed at her. When you’ve recovered, $Ash approaches you again. “I actually have something to ask of you. I’ve always had this fantasy. I was hoping you’d be able to help me out. Maybe you could actually cum this time.” “Really? What is it?” You ask, excited at the prospect. “Well, I’ve always wanted to lay in bed with a guy, both of us naked, except for both of us wearing pantyhose. Just the idea of rubbing legs with someone else like that makes me wet. Of course, you’d have to shave your legs as well, though I doubt you have an issue with that. So, get some pantyhose and come here next Sunday and we can have some fun.” On her final word, she gently places the palm of her hand on your crotch. “Up for it?” So on edge and eager to be sexual with $Ash more, you nod your head without a second thought. “Great, why don’t you start working on it now? I have some stuff to do.” [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $Horny to $Horny + 3]]\ <<elseif $MallSaturday is 6 and $CC2 is 2>>You haven’t stopped moving for a second when $Ash rushes in and kisses you, painting your cheek pink. “Yesterday was fun. I was thinking that today we could have some more fun.” She pushes you backwards until your knees buckle when you collide with the bed, leaving you vulnerable for $Ash to mount you. A button gets unbuckled, a zip slides down and a heavy tug pulls your pants down, exposing your underwear. But today, $Ash is more concerned with what’s underneath. She feels the cage your cock is inside of, laughing almost at seeing how much you want her to actually touch it. “So, do you want your reward or not? Do you have the key with you?” Your fingers scramble to your pocket, scooping up the tiny piece of metal with the power to unlock your penis. You fumble around, trying to fit the key in the hole. $Ash takes over, placing her hand over yours to guide the key into position. After a familiar click, she slides off the cage, allowing your cock to spring to life. With one hand, she teases your balls, playing with them. Her other hand touches your growing cock. Despite not following her request yesterday, she starts giving you a handjob, spitting in her hand for extra lubrication. She moves it slowly at first, teasing the tip of your cock. Torturously, her hand drags up to the head of your cock before sliding back down. Her massage of your most intimate muscle continues, never growing in pace. Despite feeling that you’re on the edge cumming, you know you could never tip over the edge at $Ash ‘s sluggish pace. “Can you go faster?” You meekly ask. “Why? Do you want to cum?” Her hand speeds up, knowing the answer. She accelerates, getting faster, and faster, until… She removes her hand abruptly. The precum leaking out your rock hard member is all that exits your dick. You look down from the stars you were seeing in your lust filled mind to see $Ash standing, a grin on her face that you can only interpret cruelty from. “Why did you stop?” “A girl touched your dick, that’s a lot more than what you deserve. Maybe you would have had time to finish if we did what I wanted yesterday.” You can’t believe that $Ash would tease you, edge you like this, before stopping, like quitting a marathon with the finish line in sight. You would argue with her, yell at her for being unfair, but she did still jerk you off, and you lack the focus to put together an argument that wouldn’t make you seem selfish. Regardless, you’re left annoyed at her. When you’ve recovered, $Ash approaches you again. “I actually have something to ask of you. I’ve always had this fantasy. I was hoping you’d be able to help me out. Maybe you could actually cum this time.” “Really? What is it?” You ask, excited at the prospect. “Well, I’ve always wanted to lay in bed with a guy, both of us naked, except for both of us wearing pantyhose. Just the idea of rubbing legs with someone else like that makes me wet. Of course, you’d have to shave your legs as well, though I doubt you have an issue with that. So, get some pantyhose and come here next Sunday and we can have some fun.” On her final word, she gently places the palm of her hand on your crotch. “Up for it?” So on edge and eager to be sexual with $Ash more, you nod your head without a second thought. “Great, why don’t you start working on it now? I have some stuff to do.” [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $Horny to $Horny + 3, $CC2 to 1]]\ <<elseif $MallSaturday is 6 and $CC2 is 3>>You haven’t stopped moving for a second when $Ash rushes in and kisses you, painting your cheek pink. “Yesterday was fun. I was thinking that today we could have some more fun.” She pushes you backwards until your knees buckle when you collide with the bed, leaving you vulnerable for $Ash to mount you. A button gets unbuckled, a zip slides down and a heavy tug pulls your pants down, exposing your underwear. But today, $Ash is more concerned with what’s underneath. She feels the cage your cock is inside of, laughing almost at seeing how much you want her to actually touch it. “So, do you want your reward or not? Do you have the key with you?” “Actually, I left it at home.” She sighs, followed by a small laugh. “Right, of course you don’t. Well, nevermind.” Sensing that the moment for sex has been lost, you pull your pants back up. “Maybe we can’t do anything today, but I actually have something to ask of you. I’ve always had this fantasy. I was hoping you’d be able to help me out.” “Really? What is it?” You ask, so eagerly that the lust is probably detectable in your breath. “Well, I’ve always wanted to lay in bed with a guy, both of us naked, except for both of us wearing pantyhose. Just the idea of rubbing legs with someone else like that makes me wet. Of course, you’d have to shave your legs as well, though I doubt you have an issue with that. So, get some pantyhose and come here next Sunday and we can have some fun.” On her final word, she gently places the palm of her hand on your crotch. “Up for it?” So on edge and eager to be sexual with $Ash more, you nod your head without a second thought. “Great, why don’t you start working on it now? I have some stuff to do.” “And remember your key!” She yells as you exit her house. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3]]\ <<elseif $MallSaturday is 7 and $AshR lt 3>>The two of you stand awkwardly in her room, a painful silence in the air. It’s broken when $Ash bursts into tears, her hands swiftly moving to her face. You expected her to be upset over you leaving her yesterday, but not this much. You rush in, trying to comfort her, but you’re completely shoved away. “I can’t believe you would do that to me! How could you?” “I’m sorry, but you were being incredibly cruel to $Jen and it was completely uncalled for. What is your problem with her?” “She’s not a good person $name ! I’ve been in this city a lot longer than you have, so I know her and her family a lot better than you. She’s not a good person. You should thank me for trying to drive a wedge between you two.” It’s hard to disagree with what she’s saying. The basis of your relationship with $Jen is that she’s extorting you for money, but you did get to know a more gentle side to her yesterday. “You really hurt me. I don’t know if I can forgive you for that.” Her tears keep flowing and it’s starting to get ugly thanks to her rubbing her face and moaning in emotional pain. “I thought we were more than friends after all we’ve done together, but if you want to throw that away for that whore then go ahead.” After seeing how much you’ve hurt her, you profusely apologize, but she’s largely unresponsive. “I’m really sorry $Ash . What can I do to make it up to you? Please, I’ll do anything.” Upon hearing that, her grunts stop. “Anything?” [[AshW2 Anything<-“Anything”]] [[AshW2 Leave<-Maybe not]]\ <<elseif $MallSaturday is 7 and $AshR gt 2>>You struggle to gauge $Ash ‘s mood. She seems fine, as though she doesn’t mind that you left her yesterday. You consider bringing it up, but she beats you to it. “Look, about yesterday, I won’t lie, I was pretty upset. You really hurt me $name . I thought we were close, but I can’t understand why you would rather hang out with that wh…person over me. You apologize again. As the two of you hold eye contact, the room grows painfully silent. “I forgive you. But please, don’t hurt me like that again. After all, I thought we were something more than friends, and I’d be surprised if you wanted to throw that away.” You want to jump with glee that she finally acknowledges what you already suspected - you’re one step closer to having an official girlfriend. In response you apologize further, wanting to fix your stupid mistake. “I appreciate the apology, and I’m sure you won’t disappoint me again. But honestly, I wasn’t entirely sure if you’d want to hang out today, so I actually made other plans.” “Oh, right. Shall I leave then?” “Well, you don’t have to quite yet. I actually have something to ask of you. I’ve always had this fantasy. I was hoping you’d be able to help me out.” “Really? What is it?” You ask, so eagerly that the lust is probably detectable in your breath. “Well, I’ve always wanted to lay in bed with a guy, both of us naked, except for both of us wearing pantyhose. Just the idea of rubbing legs with someone else like that makes me wet. Of course, you’d have to shave your legs as well, though I doubt you have an issue with that. So, get some pantyhose and come here next Sunday and we can have some fun.” On her final word, she gently places the palm of her hand on your crotch. “Up for it?” So on edge and eager to be sexual with $Ash more, you nod your head without a second thought. “Great, why don’t you start working on it now? I have some stuff to do.” [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3]]<</if>> <<set $MallSaturday to 100>>\

<<set $JenLevel to 0>>\ Before you can leave the teasing walls of Farrix, you’re intercepted by $Jen , who beckons you to follow her into the toilets. You’re thankful she’s led you somewhere secluded, but it’s good for her too. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/j5Mc7vbW/Jen-toilets.jpg]] "I hope you have my money." <<if $Money gt 49>>[[Jen Monday 1 Pay<-Pay her]]<<else>>You don't have enough money to do that<</if>> [[Jen Monday 1 Don't Pay<-Don't pay]]

Before you can leave the teasing walls of Farrix, you’re intercepted by $Jen , who beckons you to follow her into the toilets. You’re thankful she’s led you somewhere secluded, but it’s good for her too. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/j5Mc7vbW/Jen-toilets.jpg]] "I hope you have my money." <<if $Money gt 49>>[[Jen Monday 2 Pay<-Pay her]]\ <<else>>You don't have enough money to pay her.<</if>> [[Jen Monday 2 Don't Pay<-Don't pay her]]

<<set $H to 16>>\ Before you can leave the teasing walls of Farrix, you’re intercepted by $Jen , who beckons you to follow her into the toilets. You’re thankful she’s led you somewhere secluded, but it’s good for her too. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/j5Mc7vbW/Jen-toilets.jpg]] "I hope you have my money." <<if $Money gt 49>>[[Jen Monday 3 Pay<-Pay her]]\ <<else>>You don't have enough money to pay her.<</if>> [[Jen Monday 3 Don't Pay<-Don't pay her]]

<<set $JenR to $JenR + 1>>\ <<set $Money to $Money - 50>>\ Taking out your wallet, you hand $Jen her ill-gotten money, which she accepts readily with a grin on her face. "Thanks $name . Same time next week?" She laughs, knowing your lack of a choice. "So, did you decide to wear that plug today?" <<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $JenR to $JenR + 1>>Your cheeks grow red, revealing what you were afraid to say. "I knew you would enjoy it!" Not entirely sure if you are or not, you try to change the conversation. "Well, are you wearing one?" "Of course! I wouldn't ask you to do a challenge and then fail it on the first day. Don't you find it sexy to have such a kinky secret that no one knows about? I know you do, sissy." //Maybe...if only I had just the one//\ <<elseif $ButtPlugA is 0>>"No, I didn't." "Shame, you seemed to enjoy it a lot. Still, if you want to "man up" and accept my challenge, then meet me on Wednesday and we can talk about it."<</if>> [[4-1f<-Continue]]

<<set $JenR to $JenR - 1>>\ <<set $Stress to $Stress + 3>>\ <<set $JenLevel to $JenLevel + 1>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/j5Mc7vbW/Jen-toilets.jpg]] When $Jen realizes that you aren't reaching for any money, her demeanor turns from one of demand to anger. "I really thought you would have realized how serious I am." After a moment of complete silence with you being too cowardly to apologize or even argue about how cruel she is, a hand flies towards your face, and a stinging sensation follows. You're in complete shock that this ==woman== bitch just slapped you. Maybe you could understand or forgive her trying to extort you, but hitting you was crossing a line. With an increased aggression in your voice that even you are surprised by, you begin to yell at her. "How dare you! I don't have to give you any money. Only a bitch like you would try and blackmail someone - you're lucky I don't hit you back." "I dare you to try it. You do that and I go running to the head teacher, screaming about how you've abused me ever since you came here, and then you end up going to prison. In fact, I'm sure you'd love that; all those men, willing to give you it up the ass around every corner, whether you want it or not." Just like that, her threat has drained any will of fighting back from you. She's completely serious. "Let me be clear. You fuck up like this one more time, and I'll make sure that happens." She leaves. You feel yourself begin to tear up at how little power you have. Blackmail. Coercion. Abuse from a teacher and a student. This school has changed you, and now, it has almost broken you. You spend the better part of an hour there, slouched against a brick wall. [[4-1f<-Continue][$M to $M + 40]]

<<set $Money to $Money - 50>>\ <<set $MallSaturday to 1>>\ <<set $M to $M + 10>>\ You reach into your pocket, taking out your wallet. After retrieving the money for $Jen , she smiles at seeing her present. "Thanks $name . Same time next week?" She laughs, knowing your lack of a choice. “Actually, I was wondering if you’re busy on Saturday.” When you reply that you aren’t, her face lights up. “Great! I wanted to go to the mall but my boyfriend canceled on me. If you want to come just meet me there on Saturday.” $Jen then walks out. You soon follow, once more confused by her. [[5-1f<-Finish the day]]

<<set $AshWeek6 to 1>>\ <<set $TimesSpanked to $TimesSpanked + 1>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] “Anything. What can I do to make this better?” “Well…I always wanted to try out different ways of venting emotions. Do you want to help me with it?” You nervously nod, curious as to what she means. “Good. Then strip.” “What?” “You said you wanted to apologize, so take your clothes off - all of them.” You oblige, first kicking off your shoes before pulling your shirt over your head.<<if $SportsBra is 1>> A smile grows across $Ash ‘s face as she sees your sports bra hugging your chest, but you follow her command and take it off.<</if>> <<if $SocksM is 0>>Unzipping your pants, they drop to the floor. The embarrassment of someone seeing you exposed in hosiery like this almost makes you feel naked without needing to strip further, but you continue losing clothing as they land on your pants.<<else>>Unzipping your pants, they drop to the floor, and your socks soon follow.<</if>> <<if $PantiesM is 1>>Your boxers join them, causing a disappointed look from $Ash .<<elseif $PantiesM is 0>>Your panties slide down your legs, leaving you completely naked.<</if>> “Now, lay down on the bed, face down.” You continue doing as she says, climbing on the double bed, leaving you completely oblivious as to what’s going on around you. A cold hand strokes your leg. “How does it feel being so vulnerable?” [[AshW2 Anything like<-You like it][$Horny to $Horny + 2]] [[AshW2 Anything dislike<-This isn't for you][$Stress to $Stress + 2]]

<<set $Fem to 25>>\ <<set $PantyhoseTask to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] “Whether I’m sorry or not, you were still incredibly cruel to $Jen .” $Ash stares bullets through you. “Well if you don’t want to properly apologize then you can leave, and don’t bother coming back, ever!” You follow her suggestion, amazed at how unremorseful she is. Heading back home you can’t help but feel some level of regret, having lost the only friend you had made since moving to this city, and the only girl, besides Miss $Gray , to touch your dick. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $AshR to $AshR - 1, $AshMad to 1]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] “Actually, I quite like it.” “Really? That’s good, because you’ll love what’s next.” A strap wraps itself around your ankle. “What are you doing?” You inquire, looking around, panicked at the feeling. “Relax babe, you wanted to make it up to me, and this is how you’ll do it.” Though you aren’t quite calmed, you do turn around again. A similar strap gets wrapped around your other ankle, though there’s little tension in them and you can quite freely move your feet. $Ash mounts the bed, and then you, and then her hands wrap around your naked body. Her fingers make their way up your length, before hovering over your shoulders and holding your wrists. Out of the corner of your eye, you spot the duvet being pulled at the corner, unveiling another strap. $Ash moves it around your arm, making sure it stays there by securing the velcro. She repeats the process with your final limb, leaving your arms and legs bound. When you move your right arm, you can feel the tension in the strap on your left leg increase, and it’s the same when you react with your other limbs. Clearly, the straps are connected beneath the bed. This leaves you unable to wriggle out, leaving you completely compromised by only 4 velcro straps. “So, still liking it?” “W…” The moment your mouth opens, a ball gets ungracefully shoved in it. A connected leather strap wraps around your head before being secured. “Whmmp rmp ymmmu dmmmphhg!?” “Relax hun, nothing’s going to happen that you don’t deserve.” Her hands return to your body, tantalizingly dancing lightly on your skin. They rest on your shoulders, before spinning beneath your arms, on your armpits. “I do hope you aren’t ticklish.” “Bummp….” Whatever pleas you had for her to stop are cut off by guttural laughter that, while muffled by the gag, are completely understood by $Ash . They seem to encourage her further, as she tickles the rest of your sensitive body. No matter how much you struggle against your binds, you can’t free yourself. “Stmmmph!” “If you say so.” Her fingers halt their torture. “But by the time I’m done with you, you’ll be begging to be tickled again.” Her weight lifts off you, but that isn’t to say your fears vanish. The room is completely silent. $Ash could have completely walked out the room, but your eyes can only see the bed and the blurry surroundings. For a brief second, a sound slips into your ears, like a rolled-up magazine striking through the air to hit a rogue fly. “Owmppp!” Your butt cheeks sting after the unmistakable strike of leather. “Do you know how much you hurt me?” “Imphh smmpy!” You scream through the ball trapped between your tongue and the roof of your mouth. Another hit lands on your rear, undoubtedly already causing redding. “Do you know how much I cried?” After another strike, you feel tears trickle down your own face. Your screams have caused spit to dribble out between your lips, pooling up on the sheets. “Pwmmp!” “Shut up!” $Ash yells as she winds her arm up for another strike. Two more come raining down on your ass cheeks. “Will you ever do that to me again?” “Nmmp!” She hits you again. And again. And again… The end comes when you hear something drop on the floor, and your peripheral vision detects $Ash sitting down on the edge of the bed next to you. Her hand strokes the back of your hair, a gentle turn around from the brutal punishment you just received. She unlocks the latch on the ball gag and you pull your mouth away. Strings of spit are clinging from your mouth to the ball. Its absence leaves your jaw aching, making it uncomfortable to even close it. $Ash continues stroking the back of your head. With her other hand, she peels at the velcro straps binding you to the bed. The only sound in the room is the disruptive sound of your binds being undone, returning control to you. Turning over, you do your best to sit up without putting pressure on your tortured rear. You try to hide the fact that right now, you're terrified of the girl innocently sitting on the edge of the bed. She smiles at you, but you can’t reciprocate. “That was…well, you should probably get dressed.” Even when you do as she suggests, your eyes stay on her. You step over the crop that was dropped, and put your clothes back on, all while contemplating if you should say anything at all. With her change in demeanor, it’s as if she was possessed while you were tied up, but now she’s just sitting innocuously, cutely twirling her hair. When you’re done getting dressed, $Ash approaches with a trepidatious step. “I may have gone slightly overboard.” She lets out a nervous laugh. “Shall we just forget about the past few days?” She takes your lack of a response as a confirmation. “Great, now, there was something else I wanted to talk to you about. I always wanted to do something, and I think you can help me out. I’ll tell you more about it next Sunday when you come here. Just bring a pair of pantyhose and make sure to have shaved legs, okay?” You give a slight nod and she smiles in response. “Great.” $Ash walks you to the door and hugs you goodbye. You walk home, completely numb, unsure how to feel or how to process what happened. [[Room<-Continue][$H to 19, $Stress to $Stress + 2, $AshR to $AshR + 1]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] “I hate it.” “Oh well. You’ll just have to prepare yourself for what’s next then.” A strap wraps itself around your ankle. “What are you doing?” You inquire, looking around, panicked at the feeling. “Relax babe, you wanted to make it up to me, and this is how you’ll do it.” Though you aren’t quite calmed, you do turn around again. A similar strap gets wrapped around your other ankle, though there’s little tension in them and you can quite freely move your feet. $Ash mounts the bed, and then you, and then her hands wrap around your naked body. Her fingers make their way up your length, before hovering over your shoulders and holding your wrists. Out of the corner of your eye, you spot the duvet being pulled at the corner, unveiling another strap. $Ash moves it around your arm, making sure it stays there by securing the velcro. She repeats the process with your final limb, leaving your arms and legs bound. When you move your right arm, you can feel the tension in the strap on your left leg increase, and it’s the same when you react with your other limbs. Clearly, the straps are connected beneath the bed. This leaves you unable to wriggle out, leaving you completely compromised by only 4 velcro straps. “Still not enjoying yourself?” “W…” The moment your mouth opens, a ball gets ungracefully shoved in it. A connected leather strap wraps around your head before being secured. “Whmmp rmp ymmmu dmmmphhg!?” “Relax hun, nothing’s going to happen that you don’t deserve.” Her hands return to your body, tantalizingly dancing lightly on your skin. They rest on your shoulders, before spinning beneath your arms, on your armpits. “I do hope you aren’t ticklish.” “Bummp….” Whatever pleas you had for her to stop are cut off by guttural laughter that, while muffled by the gag, are completely understood by $Ash . They seem to encourage her further, as she tickles the rest of your sensitive body. No matter how much you struggle against your binds, you can’t free yourself. “Stmmmph!” “If you say so.” Her fingers halt their torture. “But by the time I’m done with you, you’ll be begging to be tickled again.” Her weight lifts off you, but that isn’t to say your fears vanish. The room is completely silent. $Ash could have completely walked out the room, but your eyes can only see the bed and the blurry surroundings. For a brief second, a sound slips into your ears, like a rolled-up magazine striking through the air to hit a rogue fly. “Owmppp!” Your butt cheeks sting after the unmistakable strike of leather. “Do you know how much you hurt me?” “Imphh smmpy!” You scream through the ball trapped between your tongue and the roof of your mouth. Another hit lands on your rear, undoubtedly already causing redding. “Do you know how much I cried?” After another strike, you feel tears trickle down your own face. Your screams have caused spit to dribble out between your lips, pooling up on the sheets. “Pwmmp!” “Shut up!” $Ash yells as she winds her arm up for another strike. Two more come raining down on your ass cheeks. “Will you ever do that to me again?” “Nmmp!” She hits you again. And again. And again… The end comes when you hear something drop on the floor, and your peripheral vision detects $Ash sitting down on the edge of the bed next to you. Her hand strokes the back of your hair, a gentle turn around from the brutal punishment you just received. She unlocks the latch on the ball gag and you pull your mouth away. Strings of spit are clinging from your mouth to the ball. Its absence leaves your jaw aching, making it uncomfortable to even close it. $Ash continues stroking the back of your head. With her other hand, she peels at the velcro straps binding you to the bed. The only sound in the room is the disruptive sound of your binds being undone, returning control to you. Turning over, you do your best to sit up without putting pressure on your tortured rear. You try to hide the fact that right now, you're terrified of the girl innocently sitting on the edge of the bed. She smiles at you, but you can’t reciprocate. “That was…well, you should probably get dressed.” Even when you do as she suggests, your eyes stay on her. You step over the crop that was dropped, and put your clothes back on, all while contemplating if you should say anything at all. With her change in demeanor, it’s as if she was possessed while you were tied up, but now she’s just sitting innocuously, cutely twirling her hair. When you’re done getting dressed, $Ash approaches with a trepidatious step. “I may have gone slightly overboard.” She lets out a nervous laugh. “Shall we just forget about the past few days?” She takes your lack of a response as a confirmation. “Great, now, there was something else I wanted to talk to you about. I always wanted to do something, and I think you can help me out. I’ll tell you more about it next Sunday when you come here. Just bring a pair of pantyhose and make sure to have shaved legs, okay?” You give a slight nod and she smiles in response. “Great.” $Ash walks you to the door and hugs you goodbye. You walk home, completely numb, unsure how to feel or how to process what happened. [[Room<-Continue][$H to 19, $Stress to $Stress + 2, $AshR to $AshR + 1]]

[[Computer<-Return]] <<if $AE1 is 0>>1. ??????<<else>>[[AE1<-Alternate ending 1]]<</if>> <<if $AE2 is 0>>2. ??????<<else>>[[AE2<-Alternate ending 2]]<</if>> <<if $AE3 is 0>>3. ??????<<else>>[[AE3<-Alternate ending 3]]<</if>> <<if $AE4 is 0>>4. ??????<<else>>[[AE4<-Alternate ending 1]<</if>> <<if $AE5 is 0>>5. ??????<<else>>[[AE5<-Alternate ending 1]<</if>>

<<if $Camera is 1 or $Screwdrver is 1>>The rest of your final day seems to fly by as you hardly pay attention. Soon enough, the final bell rings and you are left wondering what to do.<<else>>The rest of your final day seems to fly by as you hardly pay attention. Soon enough, the final bell rings. Without any tools to spy on the girls, you have to wait for the time to pass before your mysterious meeting with Miss $Gray.<</if>> <<if $Camera is 1 and $Screwdriver is 1>>[[School 5 Cam 1<-Spy on the girls with the camera]] [[School 5 Screw 1<-Spy on the girls using the screwdriver]] [[School 5e<-Do not spy on the girls]]\ <<elseif $Screwdriver is 1 and $Camera is 0>>[[School 5 Screw 1<-Spy on the girls]] [[School 5e<-Do not spy on the girls]]\ <<elseif $Camera is 1 and $Screwdriver is 0>>[[School 5 Cam 1<-Spy on the girls]] [[School 5e<-Do not spy on the girls]]\ <<elseif $Screwdriver is 0 and $Camera is 0>>[[School 5 Wait<-Wait]]<</if>>

<<set $AshSkirtHelp to 1>>\ You carefully try to broach the subject. Ideally, $Ash would suggest you wearing a skirt yourself, if you could lead her to coming up with that idea. Noticing her beautiful look, you decide to get the ball rolling. “That’s a nice skirt.” $Ash replies with a smile. “Thanks. I love that Farrix really doesn’t care about how short they are.” You try and dangle your rod deeper into the pond, hoping she takes the bait. “It must be strange, having so much of your body exposed, knowing people could so easily see underneath. “ She shrugs her shoulders. “You get used to it. And when you do, it can get quite nice. Especially when you know that guys are checking you out.” She holds eye contact for a while, and you see more and more of her teeth as her smile widens. But that expression drops in an instant. “But pants are cool as well. Anyway, how was your day?” You realize she wants you to say it. “Actually, I kind of, well, wanted to try, you know, wearing…one.” Her expression flips again. “A skirt?” Your blushing face serves as a confirmation. “That’s awesome! I’m so proud of you for admitting that!” She seems to be making more of a deal out of it than you did. “It means a lot that you trusted me enough to tell me. Come to my house and we can have some fun. Obviously make sure to shave your legs.” You promise to do as she asks, grateful for the help. Sadly, the bell inevitably rings, leaving the two of you to wave goodbye to each other. [[6-1e w Punish<-Continue]]

You find $Ash outside of your usual waiting spot before finding a somewhat secluded spot to chat. For a while you talk about little of note. $Ash does remind you how hot she found you wearing panties, but other than that, the hour is most notable for the makeout session it becomes, which is greatly teasing for your locked up penis. [[6-1e w Punish<-Continue]]

<<if $SkirtTask1 is 1>><<set $SkirtTask1 to 2>><</if>>\ <<if $SkirtTask2 is 1>><<set $SkirtTask2 to 2>><</if>>\ <<set $M to $M + 10>>\ Slowly opening the door to $Hannah ‘s room, you appease the anxious part of your mind that worried that your step sister was somehow in here. You glance at her underwear drawer, briefly considering repeating your prior degeneracy, though that was to impress $Ash , and this is to please your maniacal teacher. $Hannah ‘s large dresser is in front of the window, which isn’t ideal, but you nervously slide over to it and search the drawers anyway. Bras live in the top section, and blouses and some cute sweaters are beneath them. Jeans, pants and leggings are lower still. And at the bottom, there’s $Hannah ‘s collection of skirts. You don’t need to know a lot about women’s fashion to understand there’s a variety of styles. You’re very familiar with all the pencil skirts you regularly see her in on weekdays, but the much less modest skirts range from floral and somewhat family-friendly to down right slutty. You hold a few up, admiring them properly in the light. The ones you like get tossed on the bed. When you’ve gone through the drawer, you realize it’s been largely depleted, with most the clothes now laying on the sheets. A sigh exits your mouth. You don’t know which skirt to wear. [[Task Hannah Skit Maxi<-Try on a maxi skirt][$PantsUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1]] [[Task Hannah Skirt Pencil<-Squeeze into a pencil skirt][$PantsUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1]] [[Task Hannah Skirt Slutty<-Slip into a slutty number][$PantsUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1]] <<return>>

<<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>\ <<set $Stress to $Stress - 2>>\ Of all the items in the pile, the maxi skirts have the least representation, with only a couple collected on the bed. There’s an ugly black one with vertical pleats running all the way down. A red one catches your eye, but upon closer inspection, there’s an intentional split running well into the thigh area. Deciding that that style wouldn’t be that flattering on you, the last maxi skirt remaining is a pretty pink one, adorned with the print of flowers and petals placed periodically on the clothing. <<if $Outfit is 1>> You remove your pants to allow yourself to put it on.<</if>> With the waistband of the skirt hooked by your thumbs, you step into it, and pull it up your legs. While you expected to feel like a puritan wench, discouraged from showing much skin below the neck, you’re actually left feeling beautiful, and you compare yourself to a bride on her day of glory, covered in expensive material. That sensation is only reinforced when you start walking along the floor. The skirt reacts with your every motion, giving you a strange sense of power and importance. In any other style, you might feel conscious about the skin you're exposing, but this leg covering item leaves you feeling pretty from waist to ankle. It also helps that the skirt isn’t form fitting, which, from the outside, makes it seem like you don’t have a dick, making you look more like the feminine sight you imagined. You haven’t seen any of these maxi skirts wrapped around $Hannah ‘s legs, so you’ve probably worn this one more than her, something which you can’t help but laugh at. After posting your phone on a table across the room, you set the camera to a timer. The photos return a flattering view, showing off your body in the ray of sunlight. The minute hand has done a full lap of the clock before you decide to change back, returning to your plain clothes, which aren’t nearly as pretty. You fill your arms with $Hannah ‘s misplaced clothes, and return them to the drawer, before tidying them up with the aim that your crossdressing escapade goes unnoticed. //That’s the first part of Miss $Gray ‘s task done. Now I need to take the picture and leave it in a public place// [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $App to 0, $Bottom to 0]]

<<set $Horny to $Horny + 2>>\ <<set $Bottom to 0, $App to 0>>\ The most popular style in $Hannah ‘s wardrobe are the work friendly pencil skirts, and that is represented in the collection on the bed. They’re all professional and characterless in color, with dull blacks, maroons and purples. When you handle a couple of them more closely, you realize some of them have an intentional split at the back, likely for teasing $Hannah ‘s bosses, drawing their eyes up her legs, towards… [img[https://i.postimg.cc/ydP6xyjF/Hannah-Pencil-Skirt.jpg]] With that thought in your head, you feel disinclined to pick one of those skirts, so you select an innocuous beige one.<<if $Outfit is 1>> You remove your pants to allow you to put it on.<</if>> You hook the waistband of the skirt with your thumbs and step into it. Surprisingly, you have to stretch it more than it wants to in order to pull it up your thighs, which isn’t helped by the frustrating lack of a zip. After a final tug, it rests on your hips. The first thing that your attention is drawn to is the shaping of your butt, which is intimately pressed against the material. Any viewers would see a tight ass begging to be smacked. In the full length mirror, you see that it helps to emphasize your hourglass shape. <<if $Hosiery is 1 and $SocksM is 0>>Your hose help to give you the appearance of a secretary, at least on the lower half.<</if>> The mirror also helps you to see how obvious your penis is under the taut material.<<if $CC2 is 2 or $CC2 is 3>>Your chastity cage is apparent, and would draw even more attention than your butt would.<<else>>You're embarrassed to realize your cock is hard, and it is even more confusing that you’re only realizing it now.<</if>> You post your phone on a table across the room, and set the camera to a timer. The photos return a flattering view, showing off your body in the ray of sunlight. The minute hand has done a full lap of the clock before you decide to change back, returning to your plain clothes, which don’t do nearly as much to compliment your figure. After replacing the misplaced clothes and tidying them so that they appear natural, you flee, hoping your crossdressing escapade goes unnoticed. //That’s the first part of Miss $Gray ‘s task done. Now I need to take the picture and leave it in a public place// [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $App to 0, $Bottom to 0]]

<<set $Horny to $Horny + 3>>\ <<set $Bottom to 0, $App to 0>>\ You look at $Hannah ‘s collection of sultry skirts, which you mostly identify by them being short in length. Some of them are pleated, giving an easy view to the wearer’s undergarments. The tube skirts would have the same effect, depending on how far up it’s pulled. All of them could be easily lifted up, or dragged down, allowing for sex with minimal effort. You’re trying to select your favorite when your eyes get drawn to a tantalizingly short number: an imitation of an already sexy school skirt. Given who you’re doing this for, it makes sense to wear this one, or so you rationalize. <<if $Outfit is 1>> You remove your pants to allow you to put it on.<</if>> After hooking the waistband of the skirt with your thumbs, you step into it. Despite the lack of a zip, it slips on effortlessly. In the full length mirror, you see the lower half of a slut, a naughty school girl who feigns hatred for being punished, but internally lusting for it.<<if $SocksM is 0>> Your hosiery helps to add to the school girl aesthetic, but you strangely note that it would make access harder.<</if>> The skirt reacts to the tiniest swivel from you. In a test, you spin around aggressively, and you smile when you notice the skirt almost goes perpendicular. <<if $PantiesM is 0>>Your panties would be completely visible to everyone, but at least you could blame it on the wind. You try to forget that slutty thought.<</if>> <<if $Hosiery is 1 and $SocksM is 0>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/sgKSh524/Hannah-School-Skirt.jpg]]<<else>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Z5JpnwJq/Hannah-School-Skirt-No-Hose.jpg]]<</if>> <<if $Horny gt 6 and $CC2 is 1>><<set $Horny to 0>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 3>>You’re so turned on by the hot image, even if you are lusting over your own legs. A hand slides down your skirt, and you begin stroking your confusingly hard cock. You don’t understand it, but you’re far too turned on to care. It’s at least an easy task thanks to the flowing garment. It’s a dangerous game of pleasuring yourself, while also restraining yourself from cumming, your apprehension stemming from spilling a drop on $Hannah ‘s skirt. While fighting this battle internally, you also recall Miss $Gray ‘s assignment. You post your phone on a table across the room, and set the camera to a timer. You release your grip on your cock so that when the timer goes off, the captured sight shows the bottom half of a sexy shemale, with an erection poking out beneath a slutty garment. Just as quickly as the shutter went off, you return to masturbating. Checking the picture sends you over the edge, unable to control yourself no more upon seeing the teasing shot. Jizz shoots out, flying everywhere. When the brief post nut bliss passes, you panic. Semen squirted over the floor, but even worse, on the skirt. You quickly try to take it off, but you curse yourself when you realize the cum is also layered on your hand and fingers, and you’re spreading it all over. Not wanting to mess up more of the room, the best improvisation you can come up with is wiping your hands against your legs. The lack of success, rather than making you look for an alternative, doubles your efforts. When it finally seems to work, you look at the stained carpet. You rub at it repeatedly, until it seems unnoticeable. By the time you’ve returned your attention to the skirt, it seems to have already dried, with large, dark circles painting inside of the clothing. You similarly keep rubbing at it though. Were it your own clothing, you likely wouldn’t care. Hell, you used your body as a cum rag, but you have no idea how $Hannah would react if she knew what you did. You hope you’ve done as much as you can, because you don’t want to stay in here for longer than necessary. But another idea hits you. You fill your arms with $Hannah ‘s misplaced clothes, and return them to the drawer, ensuring that you place the cum stained skirt at the bottom, before tidying them up with the hope that your crossdressing sexual escapade goes unnoticed. The minute hand has done a full lap of the clock by the time you’re done, and you’re glad to be leaving $Hannah ‘s bedroom, your phone in hand.\ <<elseif $CC2 is 1 and $Horny lt 7>>Your dick grows beneath the material of the skirt, but you try to ignore it, enjoying looking at yourself in the pretty outfit. Eventually, it goes away. You post your phone on a table across the room, and set the camera to a timer. The photos return a flattering view, showing off your legs in the skirt in the ray of sunlight. The minute hand has done a full lap of the clock before you decide to change back, returning to your plain clothes, which aren’t nearly as pretty. You fill your arms with $Hannah ‘s misplaced clothes, and return them to the drawer, before tidying them up with the aim that your crossdressing escapade goes unnoticed.\ <<elseif $CC2 gt 1>>You are sure your dick would be getting hard beneath the skirt, but the chastity cage precludes it. As much frustration as the cage has given you, it is helping to preserve the great view right now. It also helps that the skirt isn’t form fitting, which, from the outside, makes it seem like you don’t have a dick, making you look more like the picture of femininity you’re imagining. You post your phone on a table across the room, and set the camera to a timer. The photos return a flattering view, showing off your legs in the skirt in the ray of sunlight. The minute hand has done a full lap of the clock before you decide to change back, returning to your plain clothes, which aren’t nearly as pretty. You fill your arms with $Hannah ‘s misplaced clothes, and return them to the drawer, before tidying them up with the aim that your crossdressing escapade goes unnoticed.<</if>> //That’s the first part of Miss $Gray ‘s task done. Now I need to take the picture and leave it in a public place// [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $App to 0, $Bottom to 0]]

After walking the familiar path to $Ash ‘s house, she eagerly opens the door before you even get a chance to knock. “Hey $name !” She greets you inside before leading you upstairs. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] “So, what are you waiting for?” She questions as soon as you enter her room. “Take those ugly pants off.” Dropping the foreplay, you do as she suggests, and your clothes quickly fall to the ground. $Ash takes a closer look at your legs.<<if $ShaveLegs gt 6 and $AshR lt 4>> ”Come on $name , I said you needed to shave your legs if you wanted to do this, and you come here looking like an ugly porcupine.” She encourages you to put your clothes back on, which precedes you leaving when you know the mood has been ruined. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]\ <<elseif $ShaveLegs gt 6 and $AshR gt 3>><<set $ShaveLegs to 0>> ”Come on $name , I said you needed to shave your legs if you wanted to do this, and you come here looking like an ugly porcupine.” An exaggerated sigh exits her mouth. “Still, at least you showed up. Hmm…” She cuts herself off by grabbing your wrist and dragging you to her bathroom. After digging into a standing set of drawers, a pink razor and a can of shaving foam are planted in your open hands. She mutters something about how to set the temperature of the shower to an optimum level, but the words come out so fast it’s hard to keep up. “Well, get to it.” She walks out, closing the bathroom door behind her. It seems you have little choice but to shave your legs, so you strip completely and play with the very sensitive shower knobs. You try to find the elusive balance between arctic cold and Saharan hot, testing the water with a single finger. When you’re satisfied, you step in. Not wanting to annoy $Ash by taking too long, you try to rush through shaving. 20 minutes later, you realize that probably wasn’t a great idea. The razor burn is bad, and gets worse the closer you get to your crotch. You open the drawer $Ash opened to return the razor and cream, but inside you notice a long, thin tube of moisturizer. Your masculinity and desire to not have stinging thighs go to war, with the latter winning. You squirt a small drop on your finger before spreading it into your thigh. The immediate relief feels great, so you squeeze the tube further, and massage the hand full of liquid into both your legs. It negated the pain, but the red spots are still present. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/13H0CyYQ/Shave-Legs.jpg]] You use a towel to dry yourself, and not wanting to annoy her further, hurry back. “Next time, shave before you come.” $Ash suggests, with a hint of passive aggression. She moves over to her bed, grabbing something with her hand. [[Task PJ Ash 2<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $ShaveLegs lt 5>> ”Beautifully smooth, such a sensitive feeling, isn’t it?” She moves over to her bed, grabbing something with her hand. [[Task Skirt Ash Help 2<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $A to 1>>\ You’re doing your best to find pantyhose that would fit you without acting like you’re comparing the size guide to yourself. A colorful table on the back of the packaging reveals that the size is based on both your height and waist size: an important detail to get right considering the sensitive sheerness of the nylons. When you’re satisfied, you turn around and step, only to collide with something. You fall to the floor, clutching your banging head with your two empty hands. You open your eyes to see a woman your own age, still standing, but leaning over, similarly grabbing her head. “I’m sorry about that” she claims, looking at you collapsed on the floor. She stretches a hand out to you, and helps pull you back up. “No, it’s my fault, I should have looked where I was going.” <<if $Weekend is 0 and $SU1 is 1>>The two of you hold eye contact for a moment, before your eyes slide down to each other’s clothes. You see her school blazer, not adorned with the expected Farrix crest, but incredibly surprisingly, the Morton logo - the school you were supposed to attend. “You go to Morton?” You eagerly inquire. “And you go to…Farrix?” Her eyes look at your own blazer crest. “This is…” you both begin, only to stop talking. You both smile. “This is really strange.” A point you agree with. “How did you end up going there?” “Well, it was originally a mix up, and I was only supposed to attend for a week, but, well, It’s kind of a long story.” “Wow, that’s so strange. The same thing happened to me!” “Really?” “Yeah, at first. I kept asking about why I wasn’t being transferred to Farrix, but in the end, I just gave up. My mother works for the company that Farrix and Morton answer to, but even she wasn’t sure.” “This is so strange. Do you think…it could be linked, me and you, both attending the wrong school?” “I…I don’t know, I had kind of accepted it until now, made sense of it, but this changes things. I’m assuming you weren’t told there was a girl at Morton.” You shake your head. “I’ll mention it to my mother, try and see what she knows.” “I’m Alex, by the way.” “Oh right, I’m $name .” “Well, it was nice to meet you $name . Maybe we’ll run into each other again.” You smile at each other as she walks out the store. You’re so perplexed that you’re about to walk out too, before remembering what you came in here for. You find the pantyhose you picked out laying on the floor, which you take to the counter and pay for. Rather than the normal embarrassment, you’re too busy thinking about Alex, and if there’s more going on here than what you believed 5 minutes ago.\ <<elseif $Weekend is 0 and $SU1 is 0>>The two of you hold eye contact for a moment. “Wait. I’ve not seen you around. You go to Morton right?” “Well, actually no, I go to Farrix. Don’t you? I’m surprised you haven’t noticed me.” “I go to Morton.” You notice her eyes show as much confusion as you're feeling. “This is…” you both start to begin, only to stop talking. You both smile. “This is really strange.” A point you agree with. “How did you end up going there?” “Well, it was originally a mix up, and I was only supposed to attend for a week, but, well, It’s kind of a long story.” “Wow, that’s so strange. The same thing happened to me!” “Really?” “Yeah, at first. I kept asking about why I wasn’t being transferred to Farrix, but in the end, I just gave up. My mother works for the company that Farrix and Morton answer to, but even she wasn’t sure.” “This is so strange. Do you think…it could be linked, me and you, both attending the wrong school?” “I…I don’t know, I had kind of accepted it until now, made sense of it, but this changes things. I’m assuming you weren’t told there was a girl at Morton.” You shake your head. “I’ll mention it to my mother, try and see what she knows.” “I’m Alex, by the way.” “Oh right, I’m $name .” “Well, it was nice to meet you $name . Maybe we’ll run into each other again.” You smile at each other as she walks out the store. You’re so perplexed that you’re about to walk out too, before remembering what you came here for. You find the pantyhose you picked out laying on the floor, which you take to the counter and pay for. Rather than the normal embarrassment, you’re too busy thinking about Alex, and if there’s more going on here than what you believed 5 minutes ago.\ <<elseif $Weekend is 1>>The two of you hold eye contact for a moment, before your eyes slide down to each other’s clothes. You see her school blazer, not adorned with the expected Farrix crest, but incredibly surprisingly, the Morton logo - the school you were supposed to attend. “You go to Morton?” You eagerly inquire. “And you go to…Farrix?” You notice her eyes look at your own blazer crest. “This is…” you both begin, only to stop talking. You both smile. “This is really strange.” A point you agree with. “How did you end up going there?” “Well, it was originally a mix up, and I was only supposed to attend for a week, but, well, It’s kind of a long story.” “Wow, that’s so strange. The same thing happened to me!” “Really?” “Yeah, at first. I kept asking about why I wasn’t being transferred to Farrix, but in the end, I just gave up. My mother works for the company that Farrix and Morton answer to, but even she wasn’t sure.” “This is so strange. Do you think…it could be linked, me and you, both attending the wrong school?” “I…I don’t know, I had kind of accepted it until now, made sense of it, but this changes things. I’m assuming you weren’t told there was a girl at Morton.” You shake your head. “I’ll mention it to my mother, try and see what she knows.” “I’m Alex, by the way.” “Oh right, I’m $name .” “Well, it was nice to meet you $name . Maybe we’ll run into each other again.” You smile at each other as she walks out the store. You’re so perplexed that you’re about to walk out too, before remembering what you came here for. You find the pantyhose you picked out laying on the floor, which you take to the counter and pay for. Rather than the normal embarrassment, you’re too busy thinking about Alex, and if there’s more going on here than what you believed 5 minutes ago.<</if>> [[Meet Alex name<-Continue][$M to $M + 30]]

<<if $SkirtTask1 is 1>><<set $SkirtTask1 to 2>><</if>>\ <<if $SkirtTask2 is 1>><<set $SkirtTask2 to 2>><</if>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] “Now that I know you’re serious about doing this, let’s get started.” She moves closer to you, her hand grasped behind her back “and I thought it would be really cute, if you would wear this.” Her hand moves into your view, unveiling a skirt - her school skirt. “You seemed to be a fan of it.” You’d never thought she would suggest this. Not that the skirt is overtly girly, though it is short, but based upon how much you check people out at Farrix who wear the same style of skirt, it will be particularly humiliating. Miss $Gray would probably even recognise it as being a school skirt, and connect the dots that a friend helped you. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/LsfQWwwp/Uniform-2.jpg]] You step into the skirt before gently pulling it up your delicate legs, which teases your skin as it slides up, before resting comfortably on your hips. It feels like it was made for you, which makes sense, given your and $Ash ‘s similar size. She stands back, observing you from afar. “Hmm….it is nice, but it doesn’t match.” You see her tilt her head “I know! Take that off” her hand motions to your chest area. She spins around and heads to her drawer while you disrobe the top half of your body. She returns with a blouse - the same style as the one she’s wearing now, and the same one worn by all students at Farrix. There’s an inordinate collar resting in the center, and there’s much more color in it than would ever be in a man’s shirt. You wrestle your arms into the blouse, until you’re left entirely in girl’s clothes. You hand $Ash your phone, asking her to take a picture. The shot she returns is surprising. When you ignore the face, the rest looks like a cute girl, returning home from a day of school. $Ash was right, the blouse helps seal the deal, while the lack of shoes helps to give a delicate aura. “You do look cute, well at least from the face down. If we were to do this right though, we wo…” she notices the time, and you can see she’s caught off guard. “Damn, this was fun, but it’s getting kind of late.” You pick up on the hint, and remove $Ash ‘s clothes, before putting on your own. Your pants feel rougher, and it feels like a shame to not be able to show off your legs after the effort put in to ensure their beauty. $Ash walks you to the front door, where she embraces you in a hug. “Like I said before, it’s awesome that you wanted to do this.” She pulls away and the two of you say goodbye. //That’s the first part of Miss $Gray ‘s task done. Now I need to take the picture and leave it in a public place// [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 2, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]

<<if $SkirtTask1 is 1>><<set $SkirtTask1 to 2>><</if>>\ <<if $SkirtTask2 is 1>><<set $SkirtTask2 to 2>><</if>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/tRxf3hrc/Denim.jpg]] Wandering around the store, you try and work up the confidence to approach the women’s section. You eye the changing area: a separate hallway with several booths. There’s a woman at a standing desk checking the items people bring in, to ensure no items are stolen. Looking at your surroundings, you hatch a plan. You pick up two pairs of men’s jeans, not caring to even check the sizing, or the price. They remain neatly folded, resting on your lesser arm. Then, you go over to the women’s section, where you try and locate the skirts. When you do, you act as confused as possible, hoping that people believe you to be lost, or looking for a feminine present. But when people aren’t looking, you inspect the denim items. Spotting a skirt your own size, you swiftly pick it up and sandwich it between the duo of jeans you’re already carrying. //That’s part one of the plan done. Now for the next// You approach the woman guarding the changing stalls, hoping your smile hides your nerves. “How many?” A defeated voice questions. “Huh?” She looks up from her desk to dully gaze at you. “How many items are you taking into the changing room?” “Oh, three.” She takes a look at the collection of denim resting on your arm, and briefly scribbles something down on a spreadsheet. Your nerves ease when she gives you a smile, evidently satisfied with your answer. You walk into this alien part of the shop to see a split in directions. The left, with blue walls, and the right, with pink. Instinctively, you head to the left and park yourself in an unoccupied stall, closing the door behind you, before breathing a deep sigh of relief. Your nefarious plan worked. Your shoes and pants are stripped off and placed down on the embedded chair. The two jeans you picked up from the men’s section get neglected and are similarly dumped aside; it’s the skirt that you come here for. The zipper is like that of an ordinary pair of jeans, so you drag it down and step into the waistband. You then grip the belt loops with your thumbs and pull the skirt up. It takes a heavy tug, but it eventually rests on your hips. It’s tight, but you figure that’s how the stiff tube style is supposed to fit. You brace yourself and turn around in order to see yourself in the full length mirror. <<if $SocksM is 0 and $PantyhoseA is 0>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 2>>Your tights have a nice synergy with the similarly thick skirt. It gives a business casual look that would be appropriate all year round.\ <<elseif $PantyhoseA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 2>>Your sheer pantyhose radiate a flirty look, contrasting with the thick denim skirt. It’s a sexy look that wouldn’t be out of place on a date.\ <<elseif $SocksM is 1 and $ShaveLegs lt 5>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 2>>Your smooth legs give a casual look that contrasts with the thick denim skirt. Your lack of hosiery with the short skirt seems quite flirty, and even quite risky.\ <<elseif $SocksM is 1 and $ShaveLegs lt 7>><<set $Horny to $Horny - 1>>While the skirt looks nice alone, your legs, with their noticeable stubble, look out of place. They wouldn’t be noticeable from afar, but up close, they undeniably tarnish what would otherwise be a great look.\ <<elseif $SocksM is 1 and $ShaveLegs gt 6>><<set $Horny to $Horny - 2>>The first thing you notice is the hairy legs in front of you, which are a complete mismatch with the short skirt. You recall things you’ve overheard women talking about, like tights helping to hide an apathetic shaving routine.<</if>> You take a picture of yourself in the mirror, which returns a pretty shot that, from the face down, looks like a woman. A smile grows across your face, and you feel like taking a few more pictures in the mirror, which allows you to test out a variety of poses and facial expressions. When you eventually decide you’re done, you unzip the skirt and plant it on the pile of clothes. “Are you alright in there?” The familiar voice of the woman worker asks. In the hallway of several stalls, you’re not sure if she’s talking to you. Footsteps echo outside, coming closer. A hand plants itself on the floor, trespassing under the bottom gap in the door, like someone’s resting for balance. “Are you okay?” The voice repeats, much lower to the ground. //Shit. Is she checking under the door?// “Yeah, I’m good!” You yell, suspiciously fast. <<if $PantyhoseA is 1 or $PantyhoseB is 1 or $PantyhoseC is 1 or $PantyhoseD is 1 or $PantyhoseE is 1 or $PantyhoseF is 1 or $PantyhoseG is 1>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 2>>\ \ //Can she see my feet? She would know I’m wearing pantyhose! This is so embarrassing!//\ <<elseif $SocksM is 0>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>\ \ //Can she see my feet? If she can see past my ankles, she’ll know I’m wearing nylons!//<</if>> “Alright then” she responds, the footsteps returning the way they came. You take a moment to recover, but wary of arousing further suspicion, figure you should just get out of here as fast as possible. After putting on your pants and shoes, you grab the denim you brought in and head through the stall door. You’re unsure if you should interact with the woman who interrupted you or not. In the end, you smile in her direction, but that confidence is juxtaposed by a gaze locked with the ground. Neither of you communicate, so you’ll forever be unsure what she thought. You briskly walk through the store, planting all 3 pieces of denim on a random shelf on your way out. //That’s the first part of Miss $Gray ‘s task done. Now I need to take the picture and leave it in a public place// [[Mall<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

<<if $SkirtTask1 is 2>><<set $SkirtTask1 to 3>><</if>>\ <<if $SkirtTask2 is 2>><<set $SkirtTask2 to 3>><</if>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/KjrZKnX1/Mall_event.jpg]] With your printed picture in your back pocket, you nervously linger around the mall, considering how to proceed with Miss $Gray ‘s task. Leaving it somewhere is likely the best idea. With so many people, it will be the easiest way to “lose” it without anyone seeing who dropped it. You rest on a bench, and when you’re finally ready, slyly slide the image onto the bench as you stand up when there’s a small break in foot traffic. An inconspicuous look over your shoulder confirms the photo was successfully abandoned on the wooden panels of the bench. Leaning against a nearby wall, you take a picture of the task having been completed, when a group of several young women wander close by, leering at a jewelry store. “You’re sure this one will have something nice?” “I’m telling you, this is where my ex got our engagement rings. You know, the one with all the money? So yeah, they have nice stuff.” “Right, and did you ever give that ring back?” A cackle of a laugh serves as an answer. “Whatever, at least go have a look.” Another voice chimes in. “Well you two can, but we’re exhausted.” You spy two of the women going into the well-lit store, the remaining ladies stay behind, and move to sit down on the bench you were just at. “Hey, what’s this?” Your camera clicks as a manicured hand holds up the picture. “Look, some girl left her picture behind.” “That’s such a weird shot though, why would you get a selfie like that printed out, and with the face missing?” “Well, maybe it’s not a girl, maybe it’s some perv who gets off on leaving pictures off himself in public!” You start slowly backing up. “You really think someone would do that?” “Sure. They could even be watching right now, getting off on us laughing about it.” Cries of disgust follow, but you put your head down and speed up going in the opposite direction. The shrieks get replaced by jovial laughter. “You really are gullible. No one’s that creepy.” “I don’t know, the other day, my friend said she s…” The voices fade as you get further away, heading to a less embarrassing part of the mall. [[Mall<-Continue][$M to $M + 30, $Stress to $Stress + 1]]

New friend's name: <<textbox "$Alex" "Alex">> [[Mall<-Continue]]

<<set $PantyhoseTask to 7>>\ <<set $CC2 to 3>>\ Before you walk to Farrix, you ensure your chastity cage is locked. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] As per Miss $Gray 's new instructions, you enter her room prior to your lesson, so that she can give you an inspection. She’s already at her desk, typing away at the computer. "Nice to see you can sometimes follow rules" she says as she comes out from behind her desk, and you approach. "Now, show me you can follow the rest." [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5ytWZ56r/Inspection.jpg]] As requested, you unzip your pants. <<if $SocksM is 0 and $PantiesM is 0>>Miss $Gray plays with the top of your hosiery, pulling them down slightly to give her a better view of your underwear. She smiles at seeing your panties, before reaching inside them to check you're caged. "A locked cage with panties and tights, just as requested. Thank you, $name ."\ <<elseif $SocksM is 1 and $PantiesM is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>"No hosiery, name? Did you get a run in them? Maybe you should start carrying a spare." Miss $Gray then inspects your panties, before reaching inside them to tell if you're caged. "At least you have a locked cage and panties." \ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>Miss $Gray pulls at the top of your hosiery, pulling them down slightly to give her a better view of your underwear. "Boxers, $name , really? They’re so inappropriate underneath hosiery, and uncomfortable too, I imagine. You continue to disappoint me." She sighs, before pulling down your underwear beneath your crotch. "At least you’re properly locked."\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 2>>"What's this? Did you forget what school you're attending?" She sighs, before pulling down your boxers beneath your crotch. "At least you’re properly locked."<</if>> <<if $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs gt 6>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>Miss $Gray looks at your legs. "Really? How could you let your legs grow this disgusting? Be sure to shave them and they'll look and feel much better." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs lt 3>>Miss $Gray lightly strokes your leg. "Don't you just love the feeling of freshly shaven legs? So smooth, so feminine. Keep it up."\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs lt 7 and $ShaveLegs gt 2>>Miss $Gray admires your legs. "Smooth, be sure to keep it up." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 1 and $Day3 is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>"And don't think that I hadn't noticed that you haven't shaved your legs yet. It will make your hosiery feel much more pleasant." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 2>><<set $OrderToShave to 4>>"And don't think I didn't notice your shaven legs" she remarks, stroking your smooth skin. "Don't they make your legs feel much more womanly? I doubt you will need to complain about your hosiery ever again." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 3>><<set $GrayR to $GrayR + 1, $OrderToShave to 4>>"Are those what I think they are?" She asks, stroking your shaven legs. "How smooth. Don't they make your legs feel so womanly, so feminine? I'm so proud of you, doing this without any encouragement. Since everyone else at Farrix shaves their legs regularly, I see no reason why shouldn't have to from now on, though I doubt you will complain at that." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<else>>She then lets you dress yourself again.<</if>> <<if $ShoesCOrder is 1 and $ShoesC is 1>> Miss $Gray admires your flats. "Such cute shoes, $name . Make sure to keep wearing them."\ <<elseif $ShoesCOrder is 1 and $ShoesC is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>> "I'm sure you would much prefer to be wearing a pair of cute flats, so where are they?"<</if>>\ <<if $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlug is 1>> \ Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. "Nice to see you can remember this" she taunts, pressing down on the butt plug inside you. "I'm sure it will be harder for you to daydream in class when you have this constantly reminding you of its presence."\ <<elseif $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlug is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1, $TimesSpanked to $TimesSpanked + 1>> Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. The silent room is quickly filled with a shriek from you as her hand slaps your butt cheeks. "I thought I made it clear that you will wear a butt plug from now on." Several more times you cry out as her hand hits you.<</if>><<if $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra is 1>> She cups her hand gently against your chest, confirming the sports bra underneath your shirt. "Do you like someone feeling your breasts?" She laughs at the uncomfortable expression that your face curls into.\ <<elseif $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>> She presses her hand against your chest. When she senses that there’s no bra beneath your shirt, she looks disappointed.<</if>> <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>"It is extremely disappointing that you can't follow the most basic of instructions $name . Come here at lunch for your punishment."\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $GrayR lt -1>>"While it is good that you can follow instructions, I am not pleased with your behavior. Come here at lunch for you punishment."\ <<else>>“Your behavior has been better as of late. Keep it up.”<</if>> <<if $PJTask is 0>><<set $PJTask to 1>>“I’ve decided your evolving wardrobe needs to be reflected every second of the day. You seem to have adapted to my demands when it’s time to study, but when you go to sleep at night, it’s important to sleep well. One of the best ways to do that is quality sleepwear, which I suspect you’re lacking. So get some women’s pyjamas. They’re much softer than what you’re used to, but choose a style that speaks to you. Naturally, I’ll need evidence, so take a picture of you wearing it.” Powerless to disagree, you prepare for your lesson.\ <<elseif $PJTask is 1>><<set $PJTask to 2>>”Don’t forget to get yourself some new sleepwear.”\ <<elseif $PJTask is 2>><<set $PJTask to 3>>”This is your last chance, $name . New sleepwear will make you feel great, even when you’re asleep.”\ <<elseif $PJTask is 3>><<set $GrayPunish to 1, $Fem to 30, $PJTask to 10>>”So you didn’t feel like completing my task? Was it that you lacked the confidence? Or did you just want to irritate me? Regardless, I expected resistance to my help, so I’m prepared. Make sure to come see me once the school day is over, and certainly not for your key.” She returns to her desk, and you sit down at your table, waiting for your lesson to commence.\ <<elseif $PJTask is 10>><<set $Fem to 30, $GrayR to $GrayR + 1>>You load up the humiliating image on your phone. No matter how many times you look back on the picture of you adorned in your new nightwear, it still looks bizarre. “Not quite the style I would have anticipated from you, but you’ve still passed my test with flying colors. Great job $name . Please be sure to keep it up in the future.” The sight of Miss $Gray smiling is a rarity, but you feel you’ve earned it. She returns to her desk, and you sit down at your table, waiting for your lesson to commence.<</if>> [[7-1b<-Continue]]

Journal entry: Alternate life 1: Man, life is so dull here at Morton. The archetypal male students that I’ve seen in movies aren’t accurate at all, here, they’re even worse. The jocks make up 90% of the school. They don’t mind pushing me around anytime they feel like it, which is often. Somehow, it’s even worse in sports, when the testosterone practically gleams on their foreheads. This backwards city still makes us shower together. I have to try and keep my eyes up, but I’ve heard their laughter, no matter how much they try to be subtle about it. The nerds try to hide their personality, a desperate attempt to deter further humiliation. I’ve made a couple of friends, but I think I’ve ruined that. After one of them came onto me, I panicked and ran away. Did they really think I was gay? Now, I try to avoid them even more than I do the jocks. Life here sucks. I think back to that week I spent at Farrix Academy for Girls. There was that cute girl who sat next to me. Hell, she seemed to be quite into me, but I can’t even remember her name now. <<if $Panties1 is 1>>At least I still have her panties to remember her by.<</if>> That day when Miss $Gray talked to me, like she was something more than a teacher, when she had that chastity cage. What sort of person does that? I remember hearing from $Hannah that she lost her position as a teacher shortly after I left. But I never spoke about the chastity cage, so I have no idea why she was fired. I wonder sometimes though, what could have happened had I stayed? To put on that cage, would it really have been that bad? Looking at the alternative, I have some regrets. Surely, it would have been a better life, being in a school of women, being able to appreciate their bodies. And all it would have required is a little cage. Maybe things could have been different. It certainly would have been a more interesting life. [[Computer][Return]]

Journal entry: Alternate life 2: 50$. 50 fucking dollars. My life is over because of 50 fucking dollars. Once I was arrested, there was little I could do. My state provided lawyer told me no matter how much I claim innocence, a jury would never believe me. $Jen ‘s claims of sexual assualt were so convincing she almost had me tricked too. Those tears belied the manipulative bitch hiding underneath. Her father hired the best lawyers he could, but it wasn’t necessary. I was going away. I wanted to believe my presence at Farrix had a higher meaning: a test by an academic body to see if segregated schools were still necessary in a backwards city. If I had finished, maybe I could have been the spark of change, to help the evolution of an entire populus into something better. But that experiment, if it was even real, was a failure. The only male to cross those boundaries: a convicted rapist. Maybe I’m romanticizing my old life. There’s little else to do now. Most people here are harmless. Tax fraud, that kind of thing. That’s what I say I’m in for. In here, you fear the murderers. But people view rapists as the worst of the worst, and they’d trust me as much as that jury. The saddest part is the thing I’m in here for, now I’m a victim of. All for 50 fucking dollars. [[Computer<-Return]]

[[Sleep<-Return]] [[DS1<-1. ?????]] trapped in school-relationship with ash turned into baby with jen sciency teacher to gray in a brothel

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<<set $M to $M + 20>>\ <<if $SC1 is 0>><<set $SC1 to 1>>You approach the councilor. She isn’t paying much attention to you, her phone still taking pictures. “I don’t know, what do you think?” She lets you see some of the images she’s taken as you walk next to her. “Hav…” “I don’t know if it’s the filter, but it’s just not popping. I’m starting to think the student council isn’t the best club to join for pictures.” “Could it b…” “Of course, that’s it! It’s this uniform; it’s these dull clothes. I’ll tell you what: you’re the new girl, right? I’ll sign whatever thing you’re trying to do, as long as you come shopping with me. I need a second opinion, and I can’t trust my friends to be honest with me. Meet me at the mall sometime.” Her insistence on monologuing leaves you flustered, but you agree. “Oh by the way, I’m Sally.” “Hi, I’m $name .“ She’s already stopped paying attention to you, her eyes locked once more to her phone.\ <<elseif $SC1>>”Hey Sally” you greet her as you walk up beside her. “Oh, hey…erm…so how are you?” You make idle chit-chat for a while, or at least you try to. She seems much more interested in trying to take pictures of herself. You’re about to walk away when she reminds you to meet her at the mall.\ <<elseif $SC1 is 2>>”Hey Sally” you greet her as you walk up beside her. She’s still trying to take pictures, unresponsive to your presence. “Say, would you want to go to the mall…oh it’s you.” You try to convince her to agree to your suggestion, but she doesn’t seem to care. After a while, you give up.\ <<elseif $SC1 is 10>>”Hey Sally” you greet her as you walk up beside her. “Hey…$name ! Thanks again for helping me out at the mall, it was really cool of you. Like I said, whatever you want me to put my name on, just let me know.” You talk a while longer talking with her. When you’re about to leave, she stops you. “Hey” you turn around in response. “Smile!” She takes a picture of the two of you, a wide smile from her, and a surprised expression from you<</if>> [[SC<-Return]]

<<if $SC2 is 0>><<set $SC2 to 1>>You approach the councilor. Even when you’re standing next to her, she seems more interested in having conversations with other people. “Can I help?” She asks in a way that’s more discouraging than anything. “Actually, I’m new here. I was hoping to talk to you about…” “Listen, I really don’t care. I had to join after this stupid school changed it’s stupid rules about these stupid clubs.” “So there’s nothing I can do to get your help?” She thinks for a brief moment. “Well, maybe if there was something in it for me.” “What like?” “Well, I’d say a gift. Jewelry, a nice dress, whatever, but you don’t seem to have nice tastes.” She looks you up and down. “So just give me, say…50$, and I’ll do whatever.” You try and talk a little more, only learning that her name is Megan.\ <<elseif $SC2 is 1 and $Money gt 49>>You smile at Megan, who’s disinterested as ever. You make small talk for a while, but she cuts you off “so, have you got that gift for me?” [[SC2<-Give her the money][$M to $M - 50, $SC2 to 9]] [[SC2<-Return]]\ <<elseif $SC2 is 1 and $Money lt 50>>You smile at Megan, who’s disinterested as ever. You make small talk for a while, but she cuts you off “so, have you got that gift for me?” Shrugging your shoulders, you reply that you don't. Her eyes turn elsewhere, leading you to turn around and walk away. [[SC2<-Return]]\ <<elseif $SC2 is 10>>You approach Megan, who smiles upon recognising you. “Hey, $name . Still trying to round up them votes, huh?” You laugh, now thankful at her relatively simple demand. After talking for a while more, you leave to talk to the other councilors. [[SC2<-Return]]\ <<elseif $SC2 is 9>><<set $M to $M - 20>><<set $SC2 to 10>>You take the money from your pocket, doing your best to be subtle. It may be transparently corrupt, but when there’s people like Megan here, there’s little other choice. “Awesome! I don’t know what you’re trying to get done, but I’ll agree with whatever you want." You make idle chit-chat for a while, which goes surprisingly well. [[SC2<-Return]]<</if>>

<<set $M to $M + 20>>\ You approach the two girls who are talking. They’re stood closer to each other than the rest, discussing much more casual things than changing the school’s policies. “Hey, you’re the new girl, right?” “Yes, my name’s $name . I’m trying to pass something, would you like to tal…” “You can tell she’s new, can’t you?” One of the girls asks the other. “Definitely. Small piece of advice, try to get to know people before you get to business.” “Oh, sorry. So, how are you?” They start laughing again at your attempt at conversation. “Well, there’s also something to be said for subtlety. That reminds me of your ex, and that atrocious double date we went on.” “And I was just starting to forget about him” she lets out a sigh “what a bore!” “Say, we should try that again. Hey! What about a triple date?” The two girls look at you, wanting you to complete their triangle. “What do you say? We can bring a boyfriend for you, don’t worry.” “In fact, even if you do have your own, don’t bring him. It’ll make it easier for you to get along with the rest of us. Besides, one night stands can be fun. Just let us know when the time’s good for you, and we’ll get ready acquiring a handsome hunk.” “Oh, who are you thinking of bringing for her?” “Well, I…” The two girls carry on talking, not even noticing you back up. You didn’t manage to ask them about their vote, but a date would give you a chance to become closer. [[SC][$SC3 to 1]]\ <<elseif

<<set $M to $M + 20>>\ <<if $SC4 is 0>><<set $SC4 to 1>>You approach the councilor. “Hey, I’m $name . Do you think I could talk to you about an idea?” She looks a little distracted, but responds kindly. “Hey, I’m Bea. So, what’s this about?” “Well…” A loud ping from her phone rings out, which her attention quickly switches to. “Shit. Is everyone so unreliable?” “Why? What’s wrong?” “I had plans for Saturday, but my stupid babysitter cancelled, and I can’t leave my niece alone.” Sensing that this is a golden opportunity to gain a vote, you offer your assistance. “I’d be happy to babysit for you, if you’d like.” “Really? You’d do that for a stranger?” You nod, hoping she thinks this good samaritan persona is genuine. “You’re a lifesaver! I’ll message you my address.” You talk a while longer, her appreciation heavy on her breath, before walking to talk to someone else.\ <<elseif

<<set $M to $M + 20>>\ <<if $SC5 is 0 and $AshR gt 2>><<set $SC5 to 10>>You approach the councilor. “Hey, I’m $name . Do you want to talk about this proposed idea?” The girl thinks for a moment while looking into your eyes. Her gaze soon lights up. “Right, I know you! You’re friends with $Ash right? She and I are friends. I’ve got to say, she speaks highly of you. It’s nice to finally meet you!” Despite this girl knowing about you, you’re sure $Ash has never mentioned any friends at Farrix. Regardless, you’re happy to see a friendly face, so you return her warm welcome. “It’s kind of unfair that I know your name and you’re clueless as to who I am. I’m Felicity, and a friend of $Ash is a friend of mine. Whatever you’re trying to pass, I’m on your side.” You converse with her more, quickly learning why $Ash would like her. [[SC<-Return]]\ <<elseif $SC5 is 9>>You approach Felicity, who smiles slightly at noticing you. “Despite my worries, $Ash seems to trust you, so if you have faith in your plan, then I’ll help however I can. “ You thank her for her assistance, happy to have another vote on your side. You make idle chit-chat a while more, helping to secure her confidence in you, and your ideas.\ [[SC<-Return]]\ <<elseif $SC5 is 2>>You approach Felicity, who smiles slightly at noticing you. Like before, you try to assert that your proposed plan is a good one. Despite her inability to counter the strong points you raise, she doesn’t budge. It’s frustrating that she refuses to accept your ideas, leading you to think asking $Ash for help will be a good idea.\ <<elseif $SC5 is 0 and $AshR lt 3 and $AshR gt -3>><<set $SC5 to 2>>“Hey, I’m $name . Do you want to talk about this proposed idea?” The girl thinks for a moment while looking into your eyes. Her gaze soon lights up. “Right, I know you! You’re friends with $Ash right? She and I are friends.” Reflecting for a second, she starts to talk again. “She’s told me a bit about you. $Ash is a beautiful person, and you could be treating her better. I’m not sure I could trust someone who doesn’t treat her like an angel…” You try to veil your shock that your friend might have been telling people about you. //What exactly does this girl know?// You talk a while longer, with her almost agreeing with your points, only to reject it. The only productive thing you did was learn her name is Felicity. //Maybe $Ash could help me convince her// [[SC<-Return]]\ <<elseif $SC5 is 3>>You approach Felicity, who doesn’t hide her disgust at seeing you walk beside her. The line between debating and arguing gets blurred, with her implying that you’re a bad person, and you defending yourself as best you can without revealing the nature of yours and $Ash 's relationship. [[SC<-Return]]\ <<elseif $AshR lt -2 and $SC5 is 0>><<set $SC5 to 3>>“Hey, I’m $name . Do you want to talk about this proposed idea?” The girl thinks for a moment while looking into your eyes. Her gaze soon lights up. “Right, I know you! You’re friends with $Ash right? She and I are friends.” She stops to reflect for a second. “And considering the angel that she is, you should be treating her much better. How can you expect me to support your ideas if you can’t even appreciate one of the kindest, most warm-hearted people I have ever met? Forget your stupid proposals, I’m not interested. " You try to debate her, but she’s adamant that you’re not treating $Ash right. [[SC<-Return]]<</if>>

<<if $SC6 is 0>><<set $SC6 to 1>>You approach the councilor. “Don’t even bother, I’m not interested.” Not even having a chance to present your views, you try to talk, only to get cut off again. “I know who you are. Everyone else might have neglected to remember who you are, but I know.” She lowers her voice. “I know you’re a sissy. A disgusting man who prances around in women’s clothes. You disgust me.” Though you’re sure no one can hear your lopsided conversation, your heart still beats faster. You walk away from the aggressive woman, recovering for 10 minutes in the corner. You watch her, eavesdropping on her conversations. You learn her name is Samantha. After reliving her words in your mind over and over again, you conclude that she’s bigotted, and that there’s very little you can do to convince her.\ <<elseif $SC6 is 1>><<set $SC6 to 2>>Despite being confident that this won’t go well, you approach the councilor. Samantha can see you nervously walk over to her, though she doesn’t show it. “Can I…” “No you cannot. Leave me alone, sissy.” She lets her eyes finally meet your own. “Or do I need to be louder, to make sure I’m heard?” Understanding the threat, you leave her alone.\ <<elseif $SC6 is 2>><<set $SC6 to 3>>Mysteriously undeterred, you approach Samantha once more. Before you can suggest a conversation, she lets out a loud sigh. “You know what? If you insist on being in my life, how about you amuse me instead of annoying me?” Finally feeling like you’re making progress with the stubborn woman, you nod your head. “Find me after the meeting’s over.” She doesn’t feel like elaborating after the succinct demand. You walk away, unsure what the immediate future holds.\ <<if $SC6 is 3>><<set $SC6 to 4>>Samantha saunders over to you as the meeting adjourns. “Follow me.” From the quiet noise of the emptying corridors of Farrix, you find yourself walking with your improvised friend into the parking lot. “Over here.” She strides to one of the few cars left in the concrete paved park. It isn’t notable, being a black sedan at a formal building. As you get closer, you see a figure behind the steering wheel. “Get in the back seat.” You do as Samantha asks. Opening the car door, you see the silhouette is a man, his attire presenting himself as a student at Morton. You sit down, and Samantha does the same next to the silent man. “'This your friend you were telling me about?” Her silence serves as a confirmation. The man twists the key, and pulls away. After an incredibly uncomfortable moment of silence, you try to break it “so where are we going.” Neither of them respond, only making you more nervous. You look out the partially tinted window, watching the houses fly by. They get less and less frequent, being replaced by dilapidated constructions. There are less people in the outskirts here, the city staying with them. The only thing that calms your nerves is the car coming to an overdue stop, parking under a bridge you didn’t even know existed, let alone where it is. When the two strange people in front of you unbuckle their seatbelts and get out, you follow suit. You’re completely lost, further disorientated by the shadow of the overhead bridge, leaving you, and your two companions, drenched in darkness. “Where ar…” A pair of rough hands slam into your chest, backing you up against the car. When you recover, the only thing you see is a fist flying towards you. [[SC6<-Brace yourself]]\ <<elseif $SC6 is 4>><<set $SC6 to 5>>The clenched fist crashes into your skull. The pain sends you crumbling to your weak knees. [[SC6<-Whimper]]\ <<elseif $SC6 is 5>><<set $SC6 to 6>>Curling up in response to the pain, you sob desperately - but that doesn’t stop the boot hurdling towards your cowering form.\ [[SC6<-Wheeze]]\ <<elseif $SC6 is 6 and $ButtPlug is 1>><<set $SpatOn to $SpatOn + 1, $AnalS to $AnalS + 1, set $SC6 to 7>>The kick lands squarely in your midsection, throwing any oxygen in your body out. You gasp for air. Pain radiates throughout your body as subsequent follow up kicks drill into you. “Get up, faggot!” The man violently drags you back up while you try to blink away the forming tears. He bends you over the hood of the car, slamming your head into the hard metal. Your skirt gets ripped down your legs and the man scratches away your underwear to expose your caged genitals. “What do you know? The pussy has a dick!” Samantha moves to the other side of the vehicle, viciously grinning at you. The man grinds his clothed dick into you, and you feel it grow harder. “I bet you like that, don’t you?” Samantha looks at the man, as if she were impressed by his bravado “he’ll like this even more!” He unzips his pants and pulls them, along with his boxers, down to his ankles. “'The fuck is this?” The man yells, feeling his fingers linger near your hole, before yanking on the buttplug. It comes out in a violent second. You gasp in pain. The foreplay normally turns the pain into pleasure, but this plug removal only brings excruciating torture. Samantha laughs at seeing your moaning expression. “If you wanted your ass filled, you should have just called me!” His dick head circles your open hole, hovering around it like a ritualistic dance. You can feel it line up perfectly with your primary sex part, and it thrusts into you in a single motion. You’re left to moan in pain. As much as you hate it, the agony is different from the beat down: it’s a lot of pain seasoned with a small sprinkling of pleasure. His hips move away from yours, only to ram back into you. He drills his dick repeatedly into your sore asshole, which wasn’t prepared for this level of anal without foreplay, and certainly without the use of lubricant. His dry member keeps raping you while Samantha smiles as if she wasn’t watching a crime unfold. She moves to the front of the car. When you try to look into her eyes in an attempt for empathy she responds with a bullet of spit smacking against your cheek. “Fucking pig.” There’s no reprieve from the anal onslaught. No cars come by, and there are no onlookers to intervene. The only thing you can hope for is for him to finish. It feels like hours, but eventually, the torment ends in an explosion of cum, coating your insides in sperm. You can feel him lean over you, his breath striking your ear, a gross cherry on his degenerative pie. With the subtlety that he’s shown up until now, he pulls out. As one final insult, he wipes dick on your ass cheeks, swiping cum on it like you’re a tissue. When he’s done, he pulls you off his car and you go flying, face first to the concrete ground. Thanks to your protruding dick, your chastity cage hits the floor, which drills back into your genitalia. Satisfied with their work, you hear the doors of their car slam shut. They rev up their engine, and drive away. After a while of kissing the road, you try to pull yourself up. You return to your feet. Your knees hurt. Your hips hurt. Your ass hurts. The road stays as empty as before. You pull your underwear up, and you immediately feel cum seeping out of your ass, staining your panties. The hosiery adorning your knees is ruined after scraping the concrete. You slowly lean over to pull up your skirt, returning it to your waist. Doing your best to appear like you weren’t violated in the worst way, you try to clean your face and fix your hair. Limping, you try to find your way home. Noticing landmarks you passed while the sun goes down, you make your way back to the city and to the asylum of your home. You achingly step up the stairs, not wanting to share the details of your excursion with $Hannah. Your panties are stained with cum and horrible memories, so you throw them in the trash. Your ripped hose join them. Collapsing onto your bed, you cry into your pillow. [[Room<-Continue][$Stress to 10, $H to 21]]\ <<elseif $SC6 is 6 and $ButtPlug is 0>><<set $SpatOn to $SpatOn + 1, $AnalS to $AnalS + 1, set $SC6 to 7>>The kick lands squarely in your midsection, throwing any oxygen in your body out. You gasp for air. Pain radiates throughout your body as subsequent follow up kicks drill into you. “Get up, faggot!” The man violently drags you back up while you try to blink away the forming tears. He bends you over the hood of the car, slamming your head into the hard metal. Your skirt gets ripped down your legs and the man scratches away your underwear to expose your caged genitals. “What do you know? The pussy has a dick!” Samantha moves to the other side of the vehicle, viciously grinning at you. The man grinds his clothed dick into you, and you feel it grow harder. “I bet you like that, don’t you?” Samantha looks at the man, as if she were impressed by his bravado “he’ll like this even more!” He unzips his pants and pulls them, along with his boxers, down to his ankles. His dick head circles your open hole, hovering around it like a ritualistic dance. You can feel it line up perfectly with your primary sex part, and it thrusts into you with a single motion. You’re left to moan in pain. As much as you hate it, the agony is different from the beat down: it’s a lot of pain seasoned with a small sprinkling of pleasure. His hips move away from yours, only to ram back into you. He drills his dick repeatedly into your sore asshole, which wasn’t prepared for this level of anal without foreplay, and certainly without the use of lubricant. His dry member keeps raping you while Samantha smiles as if she wasn’t watching a crime unfold. She moves to the front of the car. When you try to look into her eyes in an attempt for empathy she responds with a bullet of spit smacking against your cheek. “Fucking pig.” There’s no reprieve from the anal onslaught. No cars come by, and there are no onlookers to intervene. The only thing you can hope for, is for him to finish. It feels like hours, but eventually, the torment ends in an explosion of cum, coating your insides in sperm. You can feel him lean over you, his breath striking your ear, a gross cherry on his degenerative pie. With the subtlety that he’s shown up until now, he pulls out. As one final insult, he wipes dick on your ass cheeks, swiping cum on it like you’re a tissue. When he’s done, he pulls you off his car and you go flying, face first to the concrete ground. Thanks to your protruding dick, your chastity cage hits the floor, which drills back into your genitalia. Satisfied with their work, you hear the doors of their car slam shut. They rev up their engine, and drive away. After a while of kissing the road, you try to pull yourself up. You return to your feet. Your knees hurt. Your hips hurt. Your ass hurts. The road stays as empty as before. You pull your underwear up, and you immediately feel cum seeping out of your ass, staining your panties. The hosiery adorning your knees is ruined after scraping the concrete. You slowly lean over to pull up your skirt, returning it to your waist. Doing your best to appear like you weren’t violated in the worst way, you try to clean your face and fix your hair. Limping, you try to find your way home. Noticing landmarks you passed while the sun goes down, you make your way back to the city and to the asylum of your home. You achingly step up the stairs, not wanting to share the details of your excursion with $Hannah. Your panties are stained with cum and horrible memories, so you throw them in the trash. Your ripped hose join them. Collapsing onto your bed, you cry into your pillow. [[Room<-Continue][$Stress to 10, $H to 9]]<</if>>

<<if $SC7 is 0>><<set $SC7 to 1>>You approach the affable councilor. “Hey, you’re $name , right? In case you didn’t know, I’m Jessica. I’m the most senior member here, so it’s up to me to make sure things are running smoothly. Now, about your suggestion…” You begin explaining the ins and outs of your proposals. She seems interested, but not quite convinced. “It’s just that I don’t trust you yet, considering how new you are. I’ll compromise though. I’’ll get in touch with your tutor, and if I hear good things for a week, then I’ll side with you.” You talk for a while more, with conversation coming pleasantly easy, but she’s still resistant to siding with you until you prove your commitment.\ <<elseif $SC7 is 1>>You approach Jessica, who’s as welcoming as you’ve come to expect. You talk for a while, with conversation coming pleasantly easy, but she’s still resistant to siding with you until you prove your commitment.\ <<elseif $SC7 is 10>>You approach Jessica, who’s as welcoming as you’ve come to expect. “Hi $name . I’ve talked with Miss $Gray , and she’s been rather complimentary of you. I see no reason why I should doubt you anymore, so I’ll side with you on your plan. You talk for a while, with conversation coming pleasantly easy. She wishes you luck in getting the rest of the votes you need. [[SC<-Continue][$M to $M + 20]]<</if>>

<<if $SC8 is 0>><<set $SC8 to 1>>You approach the councilor by herself. She seems nervous, contrasting with the rest of the council, who all appear confident. “Hi, I’m $name . Can I talk to you for a moment?” “Oh, hey, sure.I’m $Kylie , by the way.” You talk for a while about your proposal, with her showing some interest. “It’s just that I’m also kind of new here, so I don’t want to sign up to something that people might hate me for, sorry!” She keeps apologizing, but doesn’t agree to help you. With how unconfident she is, maybe talking to her more might allow you to convince her. [[SC<-Continue][$M to $M + 20]]\ <<elseif $SC8 is 1>>You again approach the nervous councilor. “Hi, can I talk to you some more about my proposal.” “Sure, but I don’t know if it’s worth it.” She sighs “I don’t think this is for me. No one seems to be noticing me. I bet you can’t even remember my name!” “Sure I can, it’s…” [[SC8<-Samantha][$SC8 to 2]] [[SC8<-Kylie][$SC8 to 9]] [[SC8<-Kate][$SC8 to 2]] [[SC8<-Felicity][$SC8 to 2]]\ <<elseif $SC8 is 2>><<set $SC8 to 3>>”See, I thought this would be a great opportunity to make friends, and the one person I’ve talked to can't even remember my name. Please just leave me alone.” [[SC<-Continue][$M to $M + 20]]\ <<elseif $SC8 is 3>>The girl is still unnerved. “Sorry, but I’m not interested, so please just give up talking to me. I’m probably going to leave anyway.” You walk away, cursing yourself for crushing her confidence even more. [[SC<-Continue][$M to $M + 20]] <<elseif $SC8 is 9>><<set $SC8 to 10>>”Wait, you can actually remember my name? I…I don’t know what to say. I didn’t think this was for me, but you’ve convinced me to stick with this. Thank you, $name . I’ll agree to your plan.” You talk for a while more. To your surprise, Kylie does most of the talking. [[SC<-Continue][$M to M + 20\ <<elseif $SC8 is 10>>”Hi, $name . Still trying to get them votes, huh? Thanks again for talking to me. Without you, I might have left.” You talk for a while more, Kylie’s confidence brimming thanks to you. [[SC<-Continue][$M to $M + 20]]<</if>>

<<if $SC9 is 0>><<set $SC9 to 1>>You approach the councilor, her makeup certainly against the school’s policy. “Hi, would you like to talk about this new idea for the school?” The councilor smirks “not really. I’m just here for a bit of fun. Probably shouldn’t have joined this gang of tie fixers, but oh well.” You can see her reflect for a moment. “But if something isn’t fun, you just have to make it. So you want me to sign your proposal? Well, do something fun for me, and we can shake hands.” “What did you have in mind?” “Break the rules a little, do what you’re not supposed to, whatever. Just make it fun.” Seeing her makeup, you figure a good way to satisfy her would be to break Farrix’s strict appearance policy. [[SC<-Continue][$M to $M + 20]]\ <<elseif $SC9 is 1>>You approach Lilith, with her usual eye catching makeup and altered uniform. “What’s up $name ?” You talk for a while. No matter how you try to bring up your proposal, she’s not interested. The rest of your conversation is still pleasant, if unproductive. [[SC<-Continue][$M to $M + 20]]\ <<elseif $SC9 is 10>>You approach Lilith, who smiles at seeing you walking towards her, “Hey rebel! Got to say, it’s a little disappointing seeing you dressed in such dull clothes.” After a pleasant conversation, you decide to leave to gather more votes. [[SC<-Continue][$M to $M + 20]]<</if>>

<<if $SC15 is 0>><<set $SC15 to 1>>You approach the councilor, who you now realize looks slightly agitated. ”Hi, I’m $name , do you have a minute to talk?” “Yeah sure, if you’d like. I’m Shauna.” You discuss your plans extensively, but you’re sure the girl isn’t listening to half of it, though you don’t want to call her out on it. “I’ll have to think about it.” Rather than talk to her further, you decide to spend your time elsewhere.\ <<elseif $SC15 is 1>>You try talking to Shauna for a while, but she’s just as passive as before, and it only seems to get worse the more you talk to her. //Maybe I can’t convince her if she doesn’t want to listen. But what is she thinking about instead?// You walk away to try your luck elsewhere.\ <<elseif $SC15 is 10>>”Hey $name , nice weather we’re having right?” “So you…” “Like I said, you have my vote. On anything, just let me know what you want and I’ll sign my name up.” “Aweso…” “Oh, is that Kylie? I should talk to her. And hey, it’s Samantha too!” Shauna walks quickly away. Evidently, she doesn't want you to bring up your encounter in the sex store. //I wonder if she ever went back and got that dildo//<</if>> [[SC<-Return]]

<<set $A to 2>>\ <<set $AlexR to 2>>\ “Hey, $name !” Attention drawn, you turn around to see $Alex standing there, a smile across her face. “I didn’t know if I’d see you again.” She’s unperturbed about what’s in your hand, but you’re equally happy to see your friend - the only one who could relate to your situation. “It’s good to see you.” “Likewise. I kept thinking about how bizarre this is.” “Did you ask your mom about what could have happened?” “I did. After denying that there was a boy at Farix, she just clammed up - pretending like I couldn’t understand the situation. I don’t trust her, there’s something more going on here.” She suddenly starts giggling. “Listen to me, I sound like a conspiracy theorist.” “Well, even if there is more to this, there’s not a lot we can do, is there?” “No, I suppose you’re right.” Ending your thoughts of fantasy, the two of you hold eye contact, almost finding humor in the situation. “Say, would you want to catch a movie together?” Your immediate response is one of shock, but you try to mask it. “I’d like that.” “Awesome, shall we say next week on Sunday? I’ll stop by to pick you up.” After exchanging contact info, you say goodbye to your friend, eagerly anticipating your first “normal” date. Paying for your new sleepwear, you feel emboldened by your new friendship. [[Satin Diva<-Continue][$M to $M + 15]]

<<set $M to $M + 10>>\ <<set $PJTask to 10>>\ Slowly opening the door to $Hannah ‘s room, you appease the anxious part of your mind that worried that your housemate was somehow in here. You glance at her underwear drawer, briefly considering repeating your prior degeneracy, though that was to impress $Ash , and this is to please your maniacal teacher. Eager fingers scramble through $Hannah ‘s clothes to find the nightwear that you don’t get to see her in nearly enough. They range from skimpy to ultra modest, with a mix of patterns and colors. Holding them up in the light, there are two that catch your eye in the most beautiful of ways: a tiny babydoll and a stunning, though lengthy, night gown. [[Task PJ Hannah Babydoll<-Try on the babydoll][$PantsUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1]] [[Task PJ Hannah Nightie<-Try on the night gown][$PantsUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1]]

<<set $AshPJHelp to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] You walk to the familiar site of $Ash 's house. Knocking on the door, $Ash opens it. “Hey, come on in.” You follow her upstairs. She's still wearing her school blouse, but has ditched the skirt in favor of a casual pair of pants, an alien sight for you. “So, what are you waiting for?” She questions as soon as you’re arrived in her room “take those ugly clothes off.” Dropping the foreplay, you do as she suggests, and your clothes quickly fall to the ground. $Ash takes a closer look at your legs.<<if $ShaveLegs gt 4 and $AshR lt 4>> ”Come on $name , I said you needed to shave your legs if you wanted to do this, and you come here looking like an ugly porcupine.” She encourages you to put your pants back on, which precedes you leaving when you know the mood has been ruined. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $AshR to $AshR - 1]] <<elseif $ShaveLegs gt 4 and $AshR gt 3>><<set $AshR to $AshR - 1, $ShaveLegs to 0>>”Come on $name , I said you needed to shave your legs if you wanted to do this, and you come here looking like an ugly porcupine.” An exaggerated sigh exits her mouth. “Still, at least you showed up. Hmm…” She cuts herself off by grabbing your wrist and pulling you to her bathroom. She digs into a standing set of drawers, and plants a pink razor and a can of shaving foam in your open hands. She mutters something about how to set the temperature of the shower to an optimum level, but the words come out so fast it’s hard to keep up. “Well, get to it.” She walks out, closing the bathroom door behind her. It seems you have little choice but to shave your legs, so you strip completely and play with the very sensitive shower knobs. You try to find the elusive balance between arctic cold and Saharan hot, testing the water with a single finger. When you’re satisfied, you step in. Not wanting to annoy $Ash by taking too long, you try to rush through shaving. 20 minutes later, you realize that probably wasn’t a great idea. The razor burn is bad, and gets worse the closer you get to your crotch. You open the drawer $Ash opened to return the razor and cream, but inside you notice a long, thin tube of moisturizer. Your masculinity and desire to not have stinging thighs go to war, with the latter winning. You squirt a small drop on your finger before spreading it into your thigh. The immediate relief feels great, so you squeeze the tube further, and massage the hand full of liquid into both your legs. It’s negated the pain, but the red spots are still heavy. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/13H0CyYQ/Shave-Legs.jpg]] You use a towel to dry yourself. Not wanting to return to $Ash naked, you put your clothes back on. “Next time, shave before you come.” $Ash suggests, with a hint of passive aggression. She moves over to her bed, grabbing something with her hand. [[Task PJ Ash 2<-Continue]] <<elseif $ShaveLegs lt 5>>”Beautifully smooth, such a sensitive feeling, isn’t it?” She moves over to her bed, grabbing something with her hand. [[Task PJ Ash 2<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $PJTask to 10>>\ <<set $Horny to $Horny + 2>>\ A skirt was one thing, but there’s no playing dumb when you walk up to the changing rooms of a women’s store holding lingerie. It turns your face pink just being in here, but it might be apple-like if you're asked what you’re doing. You eye the changing rooms, which are guarded by an observant staff member making sure nothing is stolen. You see her do her job by the books, asking a woman with her arms full how many items she has, before making a note of the number. That’s when you’re struck with the greatest sign of genius you’ve ever experienced. You select a piece of lingerie from the various racks and shelves. A brief glimpse at the sizing ensures it will fit, and you take a big gulp as you approach the woman outside the changing area. She appears baffled as you approach her, but you remain confident in your plan. “Can I help you?” “My girlfriend is in one of the changing rooms. She asked me to bring her this, the one she picked out was a size too big.” You chuckle slightly, hoping she buys into your lie. “And she’s in there now?” You nod. She responds with a shrug of her shoulders “alright then.” She lets you pass into the secluded part of the shop. Its layout is identical to any other store that lets you try clothes on, but this one certainly has different, less neutral decor. A light purple color scheme lines the walls, which also have artful photos hung on them. They all capture women posing suggestively in intimate apparel. Though not explicit, they dance pretty close to that line with stockinged legs and high heels tastefully pointed. There are several stalls, with bizarrely, only a curtain to serve as a door. You step into one, drawing the cloth barrier. Between that minimal protection and the fragile lie you weaved to get in here, you decide it's best to be quick. You strip your shoes and outer clothes off and place them down on the embedded chair. To preserve time you leave on the rest of the clothes you have on underneath. The lingerie you picked out is fairly basic. Unlike some styles you’ve seen online, this one doesn’t have some fancy clasp or tie system, so you drop it over your head and let it fall over your shoulders. You brace yourself and turn around in order to see yourself in the full length mirror. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/3rVjx6Hv/Nightie.jpg]] <<if $Hosiery is 1 and $SocksM is 0>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>> The hosiery adorning your legs actually dress up the nighttime apparel. With their odd synergy, you figure some women might actually be willing to wear this look not only in the sheets, but in the streets.<<elseif $SocksM is 1 and $ShaveLegs lt 7>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>Your bare legs compliment the look, adding extra sexiness to an already hot outfit.<<elseif $SocksM is 1 and $ShaveLegs gt 6>><<set $Horny to $Horny - 1>>The beautiful lingerie is mostly ruined by the distracting sight of hairy legs underneath them.<</if>> You take a picture of yourself in the mirror, which returns a pretty shot that, from the face down, looks like a woman. A smile grows across your face, and you feel like taking a few more pictures in the mirror, which allows you to test out a variety of poses and facial expressions. While you aimed to be quick doing this, you don’t care about wasting time right now. After a while you decide you have at least one photo you can show Miss $Gray , so you take off the nightwear, and put on the clothes you arrived in, which are comparatively dull. Unsure what to with the item you picked out, you opt to leave it behind. You walk out of the changing area with a smile on your face, only to be interrupted by someone calling you. “Hey!” [[Task PJ Store 2<-Continue]]

<<set $Horny to $Horny + 2>><<set $PJTask to 10>>\ <<if $PJ1 is 1>><<set $PJA to 1>><<elseif $PJ2 is 1>><<set $PJB to 1>><<elseif $PJ3 is 1>><<set $PJC to 1>><<elseif $PJ4 is 1>><<set $PJD to 1>><</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/3rVjx6Hv/Nightie.jpg]] Adorned with your own lingerie, you observe yourself in the mirror. The view is still unfamiliar, but the sight is mostly flattering. Comfort wasn’t sacrificed for beauty either, as the soft material glides across your skin as you move. You feel the delightful sensation as you set up your phone to take a picture. They come back beautiful, capturing the moment to appease your maniacal teacher. You rest on your bed to admire them. Laying back was a mistake, as the clothes feel heavenly against the sheets. You reflect on the stress of your new life. Closing your eyes allows you to dream of something easier. What would life have been like if you hadn't attended Farrix? You wouldn’t have met the people you have, and you wouldn’t have developed a new wardrobe, filled with pretty panties and luxurious lingerie. //Would that have been a good thing?// In the end, you lose grip on all thoughts as you succumb to the dark Mistress of sleep. [[Task PJ Already 2<-Continue][$H to $H + 3]]\

<<set $Horny to 0>>\ <<set $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1>>\ <<set $Stress to $Stress + 2>>\ <<set $SkirtA to 0, $SkirtB to 0, $SkirtC to 0, $SkirtD to 0, $SkirtE to 0>>\ <<if $CC2 is 2>> Dashing for the small key, you yank down the skirt and unceremoniously toss it onto your bed. Reaching beneath your underwear, you twist the key in the lock, feeling your dick respond to the unfamiliar feeling of cool air. It quickly grows to life.\ <<elseif $CC2 is 1>> You yank down the skirt and unceremoniously toss it onto your bed.\<</if>> <<if $Hosiery is 1 and $SocksM is 1 and $Boxer is 0>> For better access, you pull down your panties, letting them fall to the floor.\ <<elseif $Hosiery is 1 and $SocksM is 0>> For better access, you pull down your hosiery and panties, letting them rest at your knees.\<</if>> Despite no physical stimulation until now, your rock hard member is incredibly sensitive from the moment you start to stroke it. Turned on by the thrill of wearing a skirt, you know you won’t last long. You think back to the store you bought the skirt in. All the beautiful styles and colors in abundance. You wore this skirt because Miss $Gray ordered you to, but evidently, some part of you likes this. With your free hand idle, you use it to grab the feminine garment. It’s softness teases your hands, almost more pleasurable than your aggressive stroking. You stroke faster to the sight of it. Just before you’re about to release your demon of lust, you smother your face with the skirt, huffing it’s somehow heavenly scent. Jizz roars out of your dick, an impossible feeling of contentment washing over you. It sprays uncontrollably. You’re out of breath from one of the greatest orgasms you’ve ever felt, and you are inclined to sit down to recover. Eventually, you clean up the degenerative stains of cum. The usual post orgasm guilt is present two fold. You curse yourself for losing control so pathetically. The skirt which you had dropped on the floor seems to be mocking you, and the idea of throwing it in the trash races through your mind. Instead, it flies into your closet. You managed to complete Miss $Gray ‘s task, but you made it sexual in the progress. Looking at the chastity cage resting on your dresser, you almost manage to convince yourself that Miss $Gray has a point. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

<<set $GrayPunish to 0>>\ <<set $M to 0>>\ <<set $H to 16>>\ <<set $Stress to $Stress + 2>>\ The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell of the day rings, which, today, fills you with dread. You approach the familiar classroom of Miss $Gray , and enter once it empties of students. “You normally come here for this, don’t you?” She flashes the precious piece of metal with the power to unlock your cage. “Well, you certainly don’t deserve it today. No, you deserve something that will teach you a lesson, and perhaps you’ve become too accustomed to that cage for you to be affected by not having the key. So today, I have a much more humiliating punishment. Take off your pants.” Already used to this ritual, you kick off your shoes and pull down the lower half off your school attire. Miss $Gray observes you for a moment. She can see the nerves piling up in your eyes as you wonder what she has in store. A teacher who forces her student to wear a chastity cage isn’t likely to see any limits. Your beliefs are affirmed as she tosses a garment onto the floor, landing right in front of you. It’s small, and pink. “Well, what are you waiting for?” Your tentative hand reaches down to take it, and picks it up. Holding it up to your eyes, it reveals itself to be a skirt - a very tiny one, to be precise. You don’t have to see it on anyone to know it’s brief length wouldn’t leave much to the imagination. “Since you didn’t have the confidence to get one yourself, I gracefully thought I would get one for you. And this way, I can be sure it’s a skirt that will flatter you. Pink’s certainly your color, but I didn’t think you’d be able to get such a beautiful item for yourself. Now, put it on.” You step into the tiny garment and pull it up your legs. Even at your knees, it’s incredibly tight and you have to heave it up the rest of your legs. Another tug pulls it up on your thighs. Without a zip, it’s nearly impossible to get resting on your waist, but another blast of strength completes the outfit. You knew the length was short, but with your arms parallel to your body, the hem aligns with your fingers. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/C5wXCFqv/Pink-skirt-punishment.jpg]] Too busy looking at yourself, you don’t notice Miss $Gray approaching you, swiping the trousers from the floor. “You do fill it out nicely, it really shows off your legs. Now, since you didn’t complete my task, you didn’t get a chance to show yourself off. Fortunately, that’s what’s going to happen now, except you don’t have a chance of anonymity. Now, leave my classroom.” You go from admiring yourself to staring into the eyes of Miss $Gray . You can see from her stoic expression that she’s serious. “What? I can’t leave like this!” “Of course you can. It may be tight, but I’m sure it doesn't hinder movement. Besides, every other person here wears one daily, so it’s incredibly arrogant to think you’re an exception. Most students have probably left by now anyway, so there isn’t anyone to be nervous about.” Her shallow explanation doesn’t include how you would get home without being spotted by someone. “Besides, it wouldn’t be a punishment if you enjoyed it, would it?” Returning your eyes to your outfit, you consider if you can really go through with this. A normal skirt would be one thing, but this monstrosity will catch any decently sighted eyes. Combined with your dull upper half, you look like a pathetically mismatched crossdresser. “So, are you going to do as I ask or are you going to moan about how this is “unfair?”” [[6-1e Punish Argue 1<-Argue][$M to $M + 30]] [[6-1e Punish Leave<-Leave][$M to $M + 30]]

“But this skirt is so ridiculous! A girl would be mocked for wearing it! And I doubt you would ever wear something like it, so how can you expect me to?” Miss $Gray reflects on her demands and your remarks. <<if $GrayR lt - 2>><<set $TimesSpanked to $TimesSpanked + 1, $Stress to $Stress + 1>>”Maybe…maybe you’re right. Come here, and I’ll help you get out that skirt.” Thankful you’ve finally gotten through to your mad teacher, you cross the small gap between you and her. Beginning to pull at the stubborn skirt, you expect Miss $Gray to assist your efforts, so you aren’t ready for her to wrap her fingers around your wrist. She whips you by your arm over a hard desk. Her towering frame complimented by her heels give her a massive leverage advantage. Just as quickly, a flurry of strikes rain down on your rear; the minimalistic skirt offering nothing in the form of protection and your yelps do nothing to deter her onslaught on your butt. Between the speed and the pain shooting through your body, you can only guess how many times she’s struck you before she lets up. A grasp of your collar pulls you back up, where your eyes look up at the furious face of your tormenter. “You had more than enough chances to avoid this; you’ve only yourself to blame.” Still held by your collar, you’re marched to the door and practically thrown out, roughly landing on your still aching ass. The door slams shut behind you. Clambering back to your feet, you’re sure your red as raw ass is visible beneath your tiny skirt. [[6-1e Punish Walk B<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 2, $M to $M + 15]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt 3 and $GrayR gt - 3>>”You make some…valid points, but you still need to be punished. You will leave this classroom wearing that, but if you’d like, you can stay here until later, when there are less people about the school. However, if you decide to take my offer, I will make sure you keep busy." [[6-1e Punish M Stay<-Stay]] [[6-1e Punish Leave<-Leave]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt 2>>”You make some…valid points, but you still need to be punished. You will leave this classroom wearing that, but if you’d like, you can stay here until later, when there are less people about the school. However, you will have to make yourself useful, helping me with some of the menial work I’m forced to do." [[6-1e Punish G Stay<-Stay]] [[6-1e Punish Leave<-Leave]]<</if>>

Looking around, you can quickly see that there isn’t anyone wandering the school halls. You’re alone - safe - for now, but you can’t just hang around here, the school will be closing soon. You begin to cautiously make the journey from outside room 68 to the outside world. At this time, the students of Farrix have left to go home but the teachers and staff might be leaving. The journey to escape school goes flawlessly. The sun is setting, so there’s some cover for your sissy attire. It might be worth considering taking the skirt off and walking home in your underwear, were it not for how the skirt is so tight. Walking home, you feel the cold breeze tickle your legs like you’ve never felt before. The wind hits all your body, from your ankles to your crotch. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/vZ9WL5tm/Walking-home.jpg]] The next part of your journey goes pleasantly well. There isn’t anyone sharing the same path as you, giving you a solitary experience. Frustratingly, you feel yourself begin to enjoy it. It’s like the rest of the world doesn’t exist, that the only being on the planet is you, a student who finds themself in a bizarre situation in a bizarre life. The bliss gets interrupted when a cyclist rides past you in the same direction. He doesn’t care to look behind him. He likely thought you were a woman at Farrix - a tantalizing thought. Content with how the walk is going, you scrap the idea of taking a different route, one which might be less populated. Shortly after, the door to your house is in sight. You can’t help but be disappointed when you’re in the safety of your home. While safe and free from any fear of humiliation, it is less fun. Back in your room, you have to use a pair of scissors to get the constrictive skirt of. It’s in tatters, and joins the rest of the redundant collection of stuff in the trash. What you thought would be a traumatic event turned out to be an enlightening experience. //Well that was fun, but I’ve no reason to do that again// [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

<<set $LickedGrayHeels to 1>>\ <<set $FootFetish to $FootFetish + 1>>\ “So you want to stay here, do you? Very well, come with me.” Miss $Gray returns to her desk, but you’re unsure what she wants you to do. She takes a seat at her chair, before moving backwards to open up the space beneath her desk. “You promised to be useful, so kneel down.” You oblige, despite your apprehension. The ground isn’t comfortable, but Miss $Gray pulls her chair back in to seal you in your place. Her heels are dangling right under your nose. You can’t understand how she thinks you’re being useful, but she soon elaborates. “My shoes are waiting. You’re not allowed out until they’re sparkling.” There’s no cloth in sight, so you’re still confused, but a loud sigh cuts that thought off. “Use your tongue.” Disgusted at the thought, you try to look up, only now realizing you can’t see her face. She moves her shoe to your lips, giving you a small taste. To your surprise, it isn’t repulsive. Giving it a chance, you open your mouth and put the toe of her shoe in your mouth. It’s a plain taste, the shiny material lacking any discernible flavor beside humiliation. With the shoe now wet, you lick it with your tongue, which pleasantly glides across it. Despite it being an objectively demeaning act, you continue shining her black high heels, while she types away at her computer. When she switches positions, you change your attention to the alternate shoe. When you look up, you hope for a beautiful view of her panites, but her somewhat sensibly sized skirt and closed thighs prevent it. Regardless, you continue your task. You have to move your neck a lot to reach the rest of the shoe, but you’re so committed to the task that you do it. After the toe, you make your way up the main body of the shoe, working the part closest to her actual heel, before teasing yourself by cleaning the stiletto. Its phallic shape makes it the most demeaning part, but you find yourself enjoying it the most. Beneath the minimal covering your skirt offers, you can feel your chastity cage leaking, with lines of precum being strung to your thigh. After an immeasurable amount of time, Miss $Gray stands, allowing you to return to your feet. After so long in your submissive pose, your knees ache. “I wasn’t expecting much, but you’ve certainly surpassed my expectations.” She leans over for an even closer view. “Maybe I’ll have to punish you more often - you didn’t get to the underside.” “Well, you were down there for a while, so I’m sure you won’t be running into people now.” With her apparent dismissal, you walk out the door, so distracted by the visions of Miss $Gray ‘s shoes to be thinking about other people’s views. [[6-1e Punish Walk<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 2, $H to $H + 1]]

Deciding you can do this without living up to Miss $Gray ‘s negative view of you, you decline to argue and walk out the door, taking a deep breath to brace yourself. Looking around, you can quickly see that there isn’t anyone wandering the school halls. You’re alone - safe - for now, but you can’t just hang around here until the dark. You begin to cautiously make the journey from outside room 68 to the outside world. At this time, the students of Farrix have left to go home or are at their clubs. The journey to escape school goes flawlessly, though the sun is still shining brightly, so there’s little cover for your sissy attire. It might be worth considering taking the skirt off and walking home in your underwear, were it not for how the skirt is so tight. Walking home, you feel the breeze tickle your legs like you’ve never felt before. The wind hits all your body, from your ankles to your crotch. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/vZ9WL5tm/Walking-home.jpg]] Still heading cautiously home, your heart beats faster as you hear a gaggle of guys in Morton uniforms coming from a sideways street so that they’re behind you, heading in the same direction. Not helping your nerves is the fact that they were having a loud conversation that was cut off, as if they were all distracted by something. Whispers return to where their conversation formally was. A sixth sense somehow takes over you. One of them is sneaking behind you. You dare not call him out on it in case it leads to a confrontation, but you know he’s up to something. The sensation vanishes as quickly as it arrived, but now the whispering is morphing into giggles, and then to full on laughter. You scurry away in response, which only encourages them further. Even as you get further away, the volume of their howls increase. Eventually, red faced, you lose them and arrive back home. In a mirror, you see the cruel actions spurring such laughter from them, and embarrassment from you. One of them had managed to lift up the back of your skirt, and tucked it into the top of your panties. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/rFfz9Y52/Skirt-caught-in-panties-2.png]] Doing your best to suppress the thoughts of how many people saw your panties, be they strangers or neighbors, you cut off the skirt with a pair of scissors, and attempt to carry on like nothing just happened. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]

<<set $H to $H + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 2>>\ <<set $GrayAsk61e to 0>>\ “So you want to stay here, do you?” Miss $Gray takes you to the large number of shelves and trays lining one side of the room. It’s a mess of papers and folders lacking any semblance of organisation. “I’ve let this grow messy enough. It’s simple enough to fix, it will just take a committed hand. I trust you won’t let me down.” She returns to her desk, leaving you puzzled as to how to begin. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/7hdPYshM/Paperwork.jpg]] Remembering the first step is the most important, you start to sort documents alphabetically. It’s not a hard task, just a long one. You begin to ignore the clock as you get into your task. After an hour, you take a step back to admire your work, praising yourself for seeing an actual difference. You look back to Miss $Gray , seeking approval, but the only sight you see is her looking distressed while on her phone. [[6-1e Punish G Stay Ask<-Ask if she’s okay][$GrayAsk61e to 1]] [[6-1e Punish G Stay Ask<-Carry on with your task]]

Looking around, you can quickly see that there isn’t anyone wandering the school halls. You’re alone - safe - for now, but you can’t just hang around here until dark. You begin to cautiously make the journey from outside room 68 to the outside world. At this time, the students of Farrix have left to go home or are at their clubs. The journey to escape school goes flawlessly, though the sun is still shining brightly, so there’s little cover for your sissy attire. It might be worth considering taking the skirt off and walking home in your underwear, were it not for how the skirt is so tight. Walking home, you feel the breeze tickle your legs like you’ve never felt before. The wind hits all your body, from your ankles to your crotch. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/vZ9WL5tm/Walking-home.jpg]] Still heading cautiously home, your heart beats faster as you hear a gaggle of guys in Morton uniforms coming from a sideways street so that they’re behind you, heading in the same direction. Not helping your nerves is the fact that they were having a loud conversation that was cut off, as if they were all distracted by something. Whispers return to where their conversation formally was. A sixth sense somehow takes over you. One of them is sneaking behind you. You dare not call him out on it in case it leads to a confrontation, but you know he’s up to something. The sensation vanishes as quickly as it arrived, but now the whispering is morphing into giggles, and then to full on laughter. You scurry away in response, which only encourages them further. Even as you get further away, the volume of their howls increase. Eventually, red faced, you lose them and arrive back home. In a mirror, you see the cruel actions spurring such laughter from them, and embarrassment from you. One of them had managed to lift up the back of your skirt, and tucked it into the top of your panties. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/rFfz9Y52/Skirt-caught-in-panties-2.png]] Doing your best to suppress the thoughts of how many people saw your panties, be they strangers or neighbors, you cut off the skirt with a pair of scissors, and attempt to carry on like nothing just happened. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]

<<if $GrayAsk61e is 1 and $GrayR gt 2>>“Is everything alright?” She looks startled for a moment “oh, sorry, yes, I’m fine. Just relationship stuff.” “Oh. I hope he didn’t do anything stupid.” Your attempt at a joke doesn’t get a reaction, and you hope you haven’t overstepped, but she does return a smile. “Something like that.”\ <<elseif $GrayAsk61e is 1 and $GrayR lt 3>>“Is everything alright?” She looks startled for a moment. “Yes, I’m fine thanks. Just continue with your task." //That was weird//\ <<else>>You ignore her exprsssion, lest she find an excuse to punish you further. <</if>> You return to your work, categorising the sheets. After even more time, there are 27 neat stacks of paper. You sort the A through Zs into their respective drawers, leaving the miscellaneous pile for your teacher to do with as she pleases. When she sees your proud expression, Miss $Gray stands up to view your work. “Wow, I might need your help the next time this inevitably becomes a mess. As much as I’m sure you enjoy compliments, you’ve stalled enough, so I’m sure you won’t be running into people now.” With her dismissal and subsequent ushering out the door, you brace yourself. [[6-1e Punish Walk<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

<<set $AshSex to 1>>\ <<set $M to $M + 30>>\ <<set $PantyhoseTask to 3>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] You walk to the familiar site of $Ash 's house. Knocking on the door, $Ash opens it. “Hey, come on in.” You follow her upstairs. While her school uniform certainly allows her to dress slutty, her outfit today leaves even less to the imagination. “So, do you have what I asked for?” You pull up your pant leg, revealing the sheer beauty underneath. $Ash lunges into to kiss you on the cheek. “I knew I could trust you. Come on, strip with me.” You match her enthusiasm, removing your top, shoes and pants as she does the same with her tiny crop top and matching skirt. <<if $Bra is 1>>You throw your bra to the side, and if to say that she isn’t afraid, $Ash unclasps hers, and throws it on the growing pile of apparel, all while meeting your eyes.\ <<else>>$Ash unclasps her bra, tossing it on the growing pile of apparel.<</if>> When the two of you are done in your stripping match, you are both left almost naked, only protected by a thin layer of hosiery shielding your lower half, as well your underwear, which has never done much to preserve your modesty. You’d love to stare at $Ash ‘s naked boobs for the rest of week, but you know that’s not why she wanted you to visit her. “When I was younger, I always wanted another woman to lie with, both of us stripping after a long day of work, down to our most intimate of looks, left to gaze at each other as if to look in a mirror. You don’t exactly fit the bill, but my tastes have changed a little since then anyway.” She walks towards you, forcing you to stumble backwards until you collapse onto the bed in a romantic display, $Ash still on top of you. Her hands circle your body, but slide down until they reach the top of your pantyhose. She grabs your butt, feeling pressure on your panties. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/43J1t8Py/Ash-Pantyhose-2.jpg]] Her dexterous legs entangle your own. You can understand her fantasy now, as the scintillating sensation of legs encased in pantyhose rubbing against each other is incredibly intimate. Her hands grasp your wrists, pinning you to the bed. Her legs are like a cat’s tail, whipping around while her body lies on top of you. The moment climaxes as she starts making out with you. She isn’t afraid to use her tongue today. You can see she wasn’t lying about this being a long time fantasy. That point is proven as her hips begin moving, thrusting into your groin. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/t4GkRRVh/Ash-Pantyhose-3.jpg]] <<if $CC2 gt 1>><<set $AshR to $AshR - 1, $Horny to $Horny + 2>>Despite your penis being confined to your chastity cage, her movement still gets your heart racing, but you can see her frustration. “Really? You couldn’t take that off for this?” She climbs off you, standing up. She moans a grunt of anger, before putting her clothes back on. The moment is ruined thanks to your caged member, and you put on your own clothes. “That thing sticks out like a neon sign. I want to get intimate and you’re more concerned with yourself. Maybe I need to make sure this doesn’t happen again.” You opt to leave when you realize the lust is dead, at least for today. But before you step to leave $Ash interrupts you “listen, I like you, a lot, and I think I’m ready for the next step. But I need someone who can satisfy me, not someone who would rather have his dick in a cage than have it played with, sucked or fucked. I’ll tell you when we can, but make sure you leave that cage at home.”\ <<else>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 4>>In response to the pressure against it, your semi-hard penis springs fully to life, pushing your pantyhose up and brushing against $Ash ‘s crotch. You’re so close to having sex, with the two of you almost naked, thrusting into each other. Your dick paints the inside of your underwear with precum, until the outside of your hosiery has to help to absorb the dampness. “Oh $name ! This is so hot.” She stops to kiss you some more before making her upper body vertical, where she towers over your prone body. “I think I’m ready for the next step, I want to have sex with you. “ Shocked, you’re about to pull down the waistband of your garments, eager like a pouncing leopard, but $Ash stops you “but not today, not now. It needs to be special.” She stands up. “I’ll tell you when I’m ready. But make sure not to be wearing your chastity cage. There shouldn't be any barriers between us, or at least, not one that’s not made of rubber.” You want to be annoyed at having to wait, but you’re already so turned on that you wouldn’t last longer than a boxing round anyway. The two of you get dressed, your dick still straining against its binds.<</if>> With the promise of your life’s desire ahead of you, you know there’s little that could stand in your way. You head home, with a reinvigorated view on life. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3]]

<<set $Horny to $Horny + 2>>\ <<if $CC2 is 1>>You strip down completely, so that your flaccid penis hangs in the air. Holding the babydoll by its dainty spaghetti straps, you decide if it’s better to step into it or pull it over your head. In a boyish display, you opt for the latter, putting your arms through and letting it fall to your shoulders. The hem rests around your crotch, letting your cock head stick out beneath the lace lining like the stem of an apple. Despite its brevity, it still flows and reacts to your every move, which exposes your body. In the mirror, it’s a very flirty sight. With each movement threatening to expose you even further, it would be a tantalizing piece of attire on a woman. But with no one willing to wear something like this in front of you, the reflection is the best you could ask for.\ <<else>>You strip down completely, so that your caged penis hangs in the air. Holding the babydoll by its dainty spaghetti straps, you decide if it’s better to step into it or pull it over your head. In a boyish display, you opt for the latter, putting your arms through and letting it fall to your shoulders. The hem rests around your crotch, letting your chastity cage stick out beneath the lace lining like the stem of an apple. Despite its brevity, it still flows and reacts to your every move, which exposes your body. In the mirror, it’s a very flirty sight. With each movement threatening to expose you even further, it would be a tantalizing piece of attire on a woman. But with no one willing to wear something like this in front of you, the reflection is the best you could ask for.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/fLkTPD5q/Babydoll.jpg]] <<if $ShaveLegs lt 7>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>Your smooth legs compliment the outfit, drawing eyes from your feet, up toward your crotch…\ <<elseif $ShaveLegs gt 6>>Your stubbly legs are mismatched with the outfit, slightly ruining the view.<</if>> <<if $PaintedToes is 1>>Painted toes shimmer in the mirror, bolstering the femininity on display. You set up your camera to get a full shot, and the returned shot is surprisingly attractive. It looks like a young woman, nervous about wearing such provocative lingerie, until you spot the surprise lurking underneath.\ <<else>>You set up your camera to get a full shot, and the returned shot is surprisingly attractive. It looks like a young woman, nervous about wearing such provocative lingerie, until you spot the surprise lurking underneath.<</if>> Not wanting to tempt fate with $Hannah ‘s return, you take off the babydoll, and return her clothes to their original position. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

<<set $Stress to $Stress - 2>>\ <<if $CC2 is 1>>You strip down completely, so that your caged penis hangs in the air. Holding the nightdress by the shoulders, you drop it over your head and swim through the material, until you pop out on the other side. FInding the arm holes, you complete the outfit. The hem rests slightly below your knees. The lace lining the bottom tickles your skin, while the rest of the material is soft against your body. In the mirror, you can see your flaccid penis pressing against the cloth, but it isn’t pronounced enough to ruin the look.\ <<else>>You strip down completely, so that your caged penis hangs in the air. Holding the nightdress by the shoulders, you drop it over your head and swim through the material, until you pop out on the other side. FInding the arm holes, you complete the outfit. The hem rests slightly below your knees. The lace lining the bottom tickles your skin, while the rest of the material is soft against your body. In the mirror, you can see your cage pressing against the cloth. It’s heavily pronounced against the otherwise flat material.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/jd4JVdtZ/Nightie-2.jpg]] <<if $ShaveLegs lt 7>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>Your smooth legs compliment the outfit, drawing eyes from your feet, up toward your crotch…\ <<elseif $ShaveLegs gt 6>>Your stubbly legs are mismatched with the outfit, slightly ruining the view.<</if>> <<if $PaintedToes is 1>>Painted toes shimmer in the mirror, bolstering the femininity on display. You set up your camera to get a full shot, and the returned shot is surprisingly attractive. It looks like a cute young woman, ready to go to sleep after a long day. Granted, the woman looks like she’d be found a century ago with her choice in nightgowns, but you still enjoy seeing the picture of yourself.\ <<else>>You set up your camera to get a full shot, and the returned shot is surprisingly attractive. It looks like a cute young woman, ready to go to sleep after a long day. Granted, the woman looks like she’d be found a century ago with her choice in nightgowns, but you still enjoy seeing the picture of yourself.<</if>> Not wanting to tempt fate with $Hannah ‘s return, you take off the nightdress, and return her clothes to their original position. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

<<set $H to 8>>\ <<set $M to 0>>\ The students begin to file in around you. <<if $JenLevel is 0 or $JenLevel is 1>>Your classmates have largely gotten used to you by now, though they all no doubt still see you as being somewhere you do not belong.\ <<elseif $JenLevel is 2>>There’s some unintelligible whispers from some of the class as they enter, among some giggles and cruel words that you’re more than used to being called. “Sissy” particularly stands out to you as this being $Jen ‘s doing. Thankfully, it’s only a few of them, and the mockery, coming from a select few stops after a moment.\ <<elseif $JenLevel is 3>>There’s conversations as usual that are had by the entering classmates, but from what you pick up, the topic is awfully different than the usual discourse. There’s a lot of laughter and staring at you from what seems like half the class, and the words they throw around, which vary from whispers to average conversational volume, seem either feminine or demeaning. You pick out several instances of “sissy” “loser” and “pathetic”.<</if>> $Ash sits next to you as usual, and you whisper a quiet "hello" to her. <<if $AshMad is 1>>She either doeson't seem to notice, or care.\ <<elseif $AshR lt 1>>She barely seems to acknowledge your presence past anything more than a small glance in your general direction.\ <<elseif $AshR is 1>>She gives you a wide smile and a flirty wink before taking out her work books.\ <<elseif $AshR gt 1>>She gives you a wide smile, a flirty wink, and even a lingering stare at your crotch.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMzGh6KR/Desk-Ash.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $GrayR lt 0>>Miss $Gray seems to be harsher to you today. She demands you answer more questions than she does the other students, and is crueler to you when you get them wrong, and barely affirms your answer when you get them right.<<elseif $GrayR gt - 1>>Despite the pre-class inspection, Miss $Gray barely seems to care about you during the lesson, which you certainly wouldn't complain about.<</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8>>During the lesson, though, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes lustfully wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.<<elseif $Horny lt 9>>Despite the ample distractions around you in the form of attractive women, you manage to listen diligently.<</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>> The butt plug filling your rear isn’t helping the situation, however, and leaves you even more turned on.<</if>> <<if $AshSex is 1 and $Day3 is 3>><<set $AshSex to 2>>Once the lesson is finished, you walk out with $Ash . She cuts your small talk off almost as soon as you start. “I’m ready.” You look at her, slightly confused for a second. “I want to have sex with you. Come meet me on Sunday, and be sure to not have your cage on.” After so much effort put into popping your cherry, you can’t believe it’s finally happening. You say goodbye to each other, your dick doing it’s best to get hard despite it’s confines.\ <<elseif $AshR gt 1 and $GrayR gt -2 and $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $AshMad is 0>>The lesson ends, and you breathe a sigh of over being away from Miss $Gray, at least for a couple of hours. $Ash reminds you to meet her if you’d like to hang out at lunch, before heading off in a different direction.\ <<elseif $AshMad is 1>>The lessons ends, and as though she was deathly allergic to you, $Ash has already left.\ <<elseif $AshR gt 1>>The lesson ends, and you breathe a sigh of over being away from Miss $Gray, at least for a couple of hours. $Ash asks if you’d like to hang out at lunch, but because of your overbearing teacher, you can’t. She sighs disappointedly before heading off in a different direction.\ <<elseif $AshR lt 2>>The lesson ends. As you look to your left to chat with $Ash , you’re saddened to realize that she’s already left.<</if>> [[7-1c<-Continue]]

<<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>\ <<if $Horny gt 10>><<set $Horny to 10>><</if>>\ <<set $H to 12>>\ You find $Ash outside of your usual waiting spot before finding a somewhat secluded spot to chat. <<if $PJTask gt 0 and $PJTask lt 9>>You consider asking $Ash about wearing some new nightwear. [[7-1d Ash PJ<-Ask for help]] [[7-1d Ash Normal<-Continue]]\ <<else>>[[7-1d Ash Normal<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $AshPJHelp to 1>>\ “I was hoping you might be able to help me out.” “Really, what homework are you struggling with?” “Actually, I meant with trying some new clothes.” $Ash ‘s beautiful face lights up like a chandelier coloring a hall. “Awesome, what were you thinking of?” “Well, I was thinking of getting some new sleepwear, so…” “Do you want to come to my house and test out some of mine to see what you like? I’ve got a bunch for you to try.” The cogs in her mind have already begun turning. You talk for the rest of lunch until you have to separate to head to class. <<if $GrayPunish is 1>>[[7-1e Punish<-Continue]]<<else>>[[7-1e<-Continue]]<</if>>

“So are you excited for the weekend? Just how long have you been dreaming about losing your virginity? Most of your life, I’m sure, and now you’ll finally get to do it, and with me, no less. I don’t know how you’re containing your excitement.” You have no clue either. Maybe all the tasks and rules Miss $Gray has forced on you since you started Farrix have made sex slip into the background of your mind a little, but if you play your cards right, you’ll be able to accomplish your lifelong mission soon enough. The rest of the period is largely a makeout session, giving you even more encouragement to meet her at the weekend. <<if $GrayPunish is 1>>[[7-1e Punish<-Continue]]<<else>>[[7-1e<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $M to 0>>\ <<set $H to 16>>\ <<if $GrayPunish is 1>>The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell of the day rings, which today, fills you with dread. You approach the familiar classroom of Miss $Gray . You enter room 68 after the class empties. “You normally come here for this, don’t you?” She flashes the precious piece of metal which can unlock your cage. “Well, you certainly don’t deserve it today. No, you deserve something that will teach you a lesson, and perhaps you’ve become too accustomed to that cage for you to be affected by not having the key. So today, I have a much more humiliating punishment. Take off your pants.” Already used to this ritual, you kick off your shoes and pull down the lower half off your school attire. “So you feel that you can get away without getting some new nightwear, do you? Very well, I expected resistance, so I came prepared.” From a draw concealed behind her desk, she pulls out a small piece of apparel, and tosses it onto the ground in front of you. Taking the cue, you bend down and pick it up. Like the task that she assigned, it’s a piece of sexy lingerie, for attracting lovers, or for sleeping in style. To say the nightwear is skimpy would be understatement equal to saying it’s sexy. “Go ahead, put it on.” The soft material floats over your head, and your hands navigate their way into the arm holes. The hem of the silky soft material rests just above your caged penis, humiliating you even further. “It feels nice, I’m sure. But it’s a shame you need these measures to push your boundaries.” “But that’s not punishment enough for you.” [[7-1e Punish<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 0>><<set $CC2 to 2>>The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell of the day rings, signaling that the students can go home. Unless, of course, they are locked in a chastity cage, in which case they must go see Miss $Gray . You enter room 68 after the class empties. "Ah, $name , I'm glad to see you care about something" she says, as she removes the key from her breast pocket. "You will give it back to me in our lesson tomorrow, and then I will return it this time tomorrow." She then slides the key across the table, and you hastily grab it. "Don't lose it" She jests. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/MGbDPrzJ/Gray-key.jpg]] //Freedom!//<</if>>\ <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell of the day rings, signaling that the students can go home. Normally, you would go to Miss $Gray at this time, but with you not following her rules, she wouldn't give you the key even if you did go to room 68.<</if>> <<if $Day3 is 1>>[[Jen Monday 4<-Finish the day]]<<elseif $GrayPunish is 0>>[[7-1f<-Finish the day]]<</if>>

<<set $A to 1>>\ You’re walking on your familiar journey, when turning a corner results in a head clutching collision and a fall to the concrete. You open your eyes to see a woman your own age, still standing, but leaning over, similarly grabbing her head. “I’m sorry about that” she claims, looking at you collapsed on the floor. She stretches a hand out to you, and helps pull you back up. “No, it’s my fault, I should have looked where I was going.” The two of you hold eye contact for a moment, before your eyes slide down to each other’s clothes. You see her school blazer, not adorned with the expected Farrix crest, but incredibly surprisingly, the Morton logo - the school you were supposed to attend. “You go to Morton?” You eagerly inquire. “And you go to…Farrix?” You notice her eyes look at your own blazer crest. “This is…” you both start to begin, only to stop talking. You both smile. “This is really strange.” A point you agree with. “How did you end up going there?” “Well, it was originally a mix up, and I was only supposed to attend for a week, but, well, It’s kind of a long story.” “Wow, that’s so strange. The same thing happened to me!” “Really?” “Yeah, at first. I kept asking about why I wasn’t being transferred to Farrix, but in the end, I just gave up. My mother works for the company that Farrix and Morton answer to, but even she wasn’t sure.” “This is so strange. Do you think…it could be linked, me and you, both attending the wrong school?” “I…I don’t know, I had kind of accepted it until now, made sense of it, but this changes things. I’m assuming you weren’t told there was a girl at Morton.” You shake your head. “I’ll mention it to my mother, try and see what she knows.” “I’m Alex, by the way.” “Oh right, I’m $name .” “Well, it was nice to meet you $name . Maybe we’ll run into each other again.” You smile at each other as she walks away. For the rest of your journey, you can’t stop thinking about Alex, and if there’s more going on here than what you believed 5 minutes ago. [[Meet Alex Alt Name<-Continue][$M to $M + 45]]

New friend's name: <<textbox "$Alex" "Alex">> [[Room<-Continue]]

<<set $A to 2>>\ <<set $AlexR to 2>>\ “Hey, $name !” Attention drawn, you turn around to see $Alex standing there, a smile across her face. “I didn’t know if I’d see you again.” She’s unperturbed about what’s in your hand, but you’re equally happy to see your friend - the only one who could relate to your situation. “It’s good to see you.” “Likewise. I kept thinking about how bizarre this is.” “Did you ask your mom about what could have happened?” “I did. After denying that there was a boy at Farix, she just clammed up - pretending like I couldn’t understand the situation. I don’t trust her, there’s something more going on here.” She suddenly starts giggling. “Listen to me, I sound like a conspiracy theorist.” “Well, even if there is more to this, there’s not a lot we can do, is there?” “No, I suppose you’re right.” Ending your thoughts of fantasy, the two of you hold eye contact, almost finding humor in the situation. “Say, would you want to catch a movie together?” Your immediate response is one of shock, but you try to mask it. “I’d like that.” “Awesome, shall we say next week on Sunday? I’ll stop by to pick you up.” After exchanging contact info, you say goodbye to your friend, eagerly anticipating your first “normal” date as yu finish your journey [[Room<-Continue][$M to $M + 15]]

<<set $PJTask to 10>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] $Ash holds up a satin babydoll, looking dainty thanks to its minute shoulder straps and pink character. “I have a lot of clothes, so if you wanted to try everything on we’d be here all day. But when I saw this, I knew it would suit you.” Walking over to you, she drops the lingerie over your naked form, head first. It doesn’t make you feel much less vulnerable, if anything, it only highlights how exposed you are. The first thing you notice is how soft it is on your smooth skin, especially your crotch region. Looking down, you see it ends around your upper thigh. Your penis creates a noticeable bump against the otherwise flawlessly flowing dress, likely ruining the look. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/fLkTPD5q/Babydoll.jpg]] “You look delicious, but it doesn’t look natural.” Your inner voice wants to yell at her that of course it doesn’t, but she doesn’t give you the chance. “You need to look more confident. No amount of lingerie can be as attractive as that. Come on, try smiling.” You do as she suggests, but her reaction isn’t positive. “You look like a child in a class photo, and I know you can do better. Show me some teeth and move those delicate cheeks up.” Reflecting that there’s little you could do to look more stupid than you do now, you resign your hopes of maintaining dignity. While you thought your beaming grin would be mocked by $Ash , she actually encourages it. “That’s great. Now try something sultry, you know, like you just saw me from across the bar and you’re trying to attract me.” You look to the side a little, and start biting your lip, mimicking every piece of dating advice you’ve ever been given. Following the energy of the moment, you start playing with your hair, twirling it around your finger like the string on a yoyo. “That’s so hot! See, confidence is attractive, especially on someone as beautiful as you.” She winks while moving closer to you, so close her light breathing tickles your face. She kisses you, while also grabbing your ass with two tightly clenched hands. “You do look really hot, so when you do get something for yourself, make it something like this, alright?” Her comment returns you to the earth, reminding you of your main task. You give $Ash your phone, allowing her to take a picture. She obliges in your request, happy that you're so eager to document such a personal moment. After hanging out, you strip down once more to put on your comparatively dull clothes. The rough uniform you’re forced to wear feels abrasive after wearing $Ash ‘ lingerie. You say farewell to her, and she gives you a kiss on the cheek goodbye. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 2, $Horny to $Horny + 2, $Stress to $Stress - 1, $AshR to $AshR + 1]]

<<set $GrayLunchFail to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] <<if $CC2 is 3>>You walk out the school, with your chastity key still around Miss $Gray 's necklace, wondering what to do with the rest of your day.\ <<elseif $CC2 is 2>>You walk out the school, with your chastity key in your pocket, wondering what to do with the rest of your day.<</if>> <<if $A is 0>>[[Meet Alex Alt<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]]<<else>>[[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>> <<if $Stress gt 9>>You feel too stressed to not go straight home<</if>>\ <<if $Stress lt 10 and $A gt 0>>[[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<<elseif $Stress lt 10 and $A is 0>>[[Meet Alex Alt<-Go to the mall]]<</if>> <<if $AshPJHelp is 1 and $Stress lt 10>>[[Task PJ Ash<-Go to friend's house]]<</if>>

<<set $GrayPunish to 0>>\ <<set $M to 0>>\ <<set $H to 16>>\ <<set $Stress to $Stress + 2>>\ <<set $SU1 to 0, $PJD to 1>>\ The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell of the day rings, which today, fills you with dread. You approach the familiar classroom of Miss $Gray and enter once the classroom empties of students. “You normally come here for this, don’t you?” She flashes the precious piece of metal which can unlock your cage. “Well, you certainly don’t deserve it today. No, you deserve something that will teach you a lesson, and perhaps you’ve become too accustomed to that cage for you to be affected by not having the key. So today, I have a much more humiliating punishment. Take off your pants.” Already used to this ritual, you kick off your shoes and pull down the lower half off your school attire. “So you feel that you can get away without getting some new nightwear, do you? Very well, I expected resistance, so I came prepared.” From a draw concealed behind her desk, she pulls out a small piece of apparel, and tosses it onto the ground in front of you. Taking the cue, you bend down and pick it up. Like the task that she assigned, it’s a piece of sexy lingerie, for attracting lovers, or for sleeping in style. To say the nightwear is skimpy would be understatement equal to saying it’s sexy. “Go ahead, put it on.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/rsXHqzw4/PJs-pink-babydoll.png]] The soft material floats over your head, and your hands navigate their way into the arm holes. The hem of the silky soft material rests just above your caged penis, humiliating you even further. “It feels nice, I’m sure. But it’s a shame you need these measures to push your boundaries.” “But that’s not punishment enough for you.” <<if $LickedGrayHeels is 1>>”Last time, you seemed to enjoy cleaning my heels with your tongue. If you would like, I would find that sufficiently humiliating.” [[7-1e Punish Lick Heels<-Agree to lick her heels]] [[7-1e Punish Refuse Lick Heels<-Refuse to lick her heels]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt 3>><<set $TimesSpanked to $TimesSpanked + 1, $Stress to $Stress + 2>>”However, you have otherwise been a model student as of late, so I believe a relatively tame punishment would suffice. Bend over the desk.” The thin material of the babydoll gives you almost no protection, and only adding to your sense of vulnerability is the cold surface of the table against your chest. Without any physical stimulation, you know the entirety of your ass is on display. Without warning, though it is expected, your teacher winds up her swinging arm, and strikes the skin on your ass. You wince in pain, but try to hide it from Miss $Gray . Regardless of your response though, she’s intent on punishing you for your insubordination. Slap after slap rains down your butt. You can’t help but wonder if Miss $Gray enjoys this - torturing her student. The effects of the abuse was bearable at first, but soon compound into something incomparably painful. After a short break in the pain, she gives one final, definitive slap, the first one which causes a yelp from you. While the spanking didn’t surprise you, the rough flick of her finger straight into your isolated balls does. “It’s a shame they won’t be getting any more attention due to your insolence.” You recover as she returns to her work, having experienced another session of discipline from your teacher. Miss $Gray tells you to remove the babydoll, and you gratefully put on your normal clothes. With her dismal, you leave Farrix with a spanked raw ass. [[7-1f<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt 4 and $GrayR gt -3>><<set $FootFetish to $FootFetish + 1>>Miss $Gray returns to her desk, but you’re unsure what she wants you to do. She takes a seat at her chair, before moving backwards to open up the space beneath her desk. The ground isn’t comfortable, but Miss $Gray pulls her chair back in to seal you in your place. Her heels are dangling right under your nose. You can’t understand how she thinks you’re being useful, but she soon elaborates. “My shoes are waiting. You’re not allowed out until they’re sparkling.” There’s no cloth in sight, so you’re still confused, but a loud sigh cuts that thought off. “Use your tongue.” Disgusted at the thought, you try to look up, only now realizing you can’t see her face. She moves her shoe to your lips, giving you a small taste. To your surprise, it isn’t repulsive. Giving it a chance, you open your mouth and put the toe of her shoe in your mouth. It’s a plain taste, the shiny material lacking any discernible flavor beside humiliation. With the shoe now wet, you lick it with your tongue, which pleasantly glides across it. Despite it being an objectively demeaning act, you continue shining her black high heels, while she types away at her computer. When she switches positions, you change your attention to the alternate shoe. When you look up, you hope for a beautiful view of her panites, but her somewhat sensibly sized skirt and closed thighs prevent it. Regardless, you continue your task. You have to move your neck a lot to reach the rest of the shoe, but you’re so committed to the task that you do it. After the toe, you make your way up the main body of the shoe, working the part closest to her actual heel, before teasing yourself by cleaning the stiletto. Its phallic shape makes it the most demeaning part, but you find yourself enjoying it the most. Beneath the not far from none covering the babydoll offers, you can feel your chastity cage leaking, with lines of precum being strung to your thigh. After an immeasurable amount of time, Miss $Gray stands, allowing you to return to your feet. After so long in your submissive pose, your knees ache. “I wasn’t expecting much, but you’ve certainly surpassed my expectations.” She leans over for an even closer view. “Maybe I’ll have to punish you more often - you didn’t get to the underside.” You recover as she returns to her work, having experienced another session of discipline from your teacher. Miss $Gray tells you to remove the babydoll, and you gratefully put on your normal clothes. With her dismal, you leave Farrix with an alien after taste in your mouth. [[7-1f<-Continue][$H to $H + 1 $Horny to $Horny + 2]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -2>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 3, $Horny to $Horny + 3>>”Given your recent behavior, I had actually been meaning to punish you anyway, so this makes for a great opportunity to remind you of your place.” Of all the ways you expected this disciplining to go, you did not expect her to kneel down in front of you and unlock your cage. Unsurprisingly, having a woman kneeling in front of you quickly brings your member to attention. A look of disgust originates from Miss $Gray . “I’d avoid that if I were you.” She moves over to her desk, and takes out a small box from one of the many draws. Returning just in front of you, she opens the container to reveal another chastity cage, seemingly identical to the one you’re accustomed to. Despite your best efforts, your penis is still hard like a rock. Taking a more hands on approach, Miss $Gray grasps your balls in her soft hands, but her grip soon reflects the tensed state of your penis. The pain quickly ends any sexual thoughts, and shortly after - your intrusive erection. Only when you’re completely soft, she wraps the new chastity cage around your flaccid cock, and locks it in place. It feels slightly different from your usual bondage, as if something inside is tickling your penis. “Now sit down, and enjoy the show.” On the large board at the front of the classroom, Miss $Gray displays a video, not one you’d expect to see in school. The footage shows a woman undressing, down to her most intimate lingerie, not dissimilar from what you’re wearing right now. She moves provocatively, and you quickly feel your penis return to life, as if it had just forgotten what happened to it barely a moment ago. You realize $Miss $Gray is sinisterly beaming with happiness, and it soon becomes obvious why. Your dick begins to scream in pain, with the inside of the chastity cage biting into your expanding cock with dozens of rows of spikes. You gasp and slam your head down on the desk to try and brace against the pain. “Don’t think you can escape by doing that.” Your sadistic teacher yanks you by your hair, and you have to sit back up to stop the torture. With the spikes still digging into your penis like ants burrowing in dirt, Miss $Gray pauses your chin to observe the pornography. “Learn to control yourself $name .” You have no choice but to keep watching as the nearly naked woman gets joined by an even further undressed man. His cock begins to do what yours cannot, and extends to full size. She yelps as he takes her from behind, shoving his lance into her vagina. The action only serves to make you harder, despite doing your best to control yourself. The spikes continue to fight back against you, and you feel almost as though blood is dripping out of the cage, down to the floor, but Miss $Gray keeps you looking at the footage. It’s a porno that’s interchangeable with the next, but that doesn’t mean you aren’t turned on by it. The woman’s sounds are of both pain and pleasure, and soon enough, the man joins in with the grunts, releasing his semen deep inside her in orgasmic bliss. With the metaphorical credits rolling, your chin gets released from its hold. You try to slow down your breathing, but it’s unnecessary as Miss $Gray soon unlocks your cage. The expected river of blood never comes, and the inside of the tube is as dry as it was before it tortured you. “You’re lucky I don’t force you to wear this one all the time; you have the self control of a gambler.” She locks on your normal cage and reminds you that you’ll need to work harder to earn the key. You recover as she returns to her work, having experienced another session of discipline from your teacher. Miss $Gray tells you to remove the babydoll, and you gratefully put on your normal clothes. With her dismal, you leave Farrix, still feeling the phantom spikes that seem to be digging into you. [[7-1f<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]<</if>>

<<set $FootFetish to $FootFetish + 1>>\ A nervous nod of your head confirms what Miss $Gray thought you would choose. She smiles as she marches behind her desk, with you at her heels - her soon to be shined heels. She waits for you to kneel down beneath her before she sits down. The ground isn’t comfortable, but Miss $Gray slides her chair in to entomb you in your submissive position. Her heels are dangling under your nose like an oncoming sneeze. She moves her shoe to your lips, giving you a small taste. You begin by sucking on the tip of the shoes, trying to engulf it like you were speed running eating ice cream. The display could only be more pathetic if the shoes were open toed. Wetting your appetite, you continue on by sliding your tongue on the curved surface. Even in the dark alcove you’re stuck in, you can see the shoes reflecting from it’s saliva coating. Despite it being an objectively demeaning act, you continue shining her black high heels, while she types away at her computer. When she switches positions, you change your attention to the alternate shoe. Any thoughts of looking up are dismissed in favor of continuing your task like a steadfast steward. You have to uncomfortably move your neck a lot to reach the rest of the shoe, but you’re so committed to the task that you do it. After the toe, you make your way up the main body of the shoe, working the part closest to her actual heel, before teasing yourself by cleaning the stiletto. Its phallic shape makes it the most demeaning part, but you find yourself enjoying it more than the others. You can feel your chastity cage leaking, with lines of precum being strung to your thigh. After an immeasurable amount of time, Miss $Gray stands, allowing you to return to your feet. After so long in your submissive pose, your knees ache. But you can’t help but feel the task wasn’t done, having missed the underside of the shoe. You recover as she returns to her work, having experienced another session of discipline from your teacher. Miss $Gray tells you to remove the babydoll, and you thankfully put on your normal clothes. With her dismal, you leave Farrix. [[7-1f<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 2, $H to $H + 1]]

Though she might try to hide it behind her stoic expression, you can tell your teacher is shocked at your refusal to lick her shoes. “Very well, I have a more tormenting idea in mind anyway.” <<set $Stress to $Stress + 3, $Horny to $Horny + 3>>”Given your recent behavior, I had actually been meaning to punish you anyway, so this makes for a great opportunity to remind you of your place.” Of all the ways you expected this disciplining to go, you did not expect her to kneel down in front of you and unlock your cage. Unsurprisingly, having a woman kneeling in front of you quickly brings your member to attention. A look of disgust originates from Miss $Gray . “I’d avoid that if I were you.” She moves over to her desk, and takes out a small box from one of the many draws. Returning just in front of you, she opens the container to reveal another chastity cage, seemingly identical to the one you’re accustomed to. Despite your best efforts, your penis is still hard like a rock. Taking a more hands on approach, Miss $Gray grasps your balls in her soft hands, but her grip soon reflects the tensed state of your penis. The pain quickly ends any sexual thoughts, and shortly after - your intrusive erection. Only when you’re completely soft, she wraps the new chastity cage around your flaccid cock, and locks it in place. It feels slightly different from your usual bondage, as if something inside is tickling your penis. “Now sit down, and enjoy the show.” On the large board at the front of the classroom, Miss $Gray displays a video, not one you’d expect to see in school. The footage shows a woman undressing, down to her most intimate lingerie, not dissimilar from what you’re wearing right now. She moves provocatively, and you quickly feel your penis return to life, as if it had just forgotten what happened to it barely a moment ago. You realize $Miss $Gray is sinisterly beaming with happiness, and it soon becomes obvious why. Your dick begins to scream in pain, with the inside of the chastity cage biting into your expanding cock with dozens of rows of spikes. You gasp and slam your head down on the desk to try and brace against the pain. “Don’t think you can escape by doing that.” Your sadistic teacher yanks you by your hair, and you have to sit back up to stop the torture. With the spikes still digging into your penis like ants burrowing in dirt, Miss $Gray pauses your chin to observe the pornography. “Learn to control yourself $name .” You have no choice but to keep watching as the nearly naked woman gets joined by an even further undressed man. His cock begins to do what yours cannot, and extends to full size. She yelps as he takes her from behind, shoving his lance into her vagina. The action only serves to make you harder, despite doing your best to control yourself. The spikes continue to fight back against you, and you feel almost as though blood is dripping out of the cage, down to the floor, but Miss $Gray keeps you looking at the footage. It’s a porno that’s interchangeable with the next, but that doesn’t mean you aren’t turned on by it. The woman’s sounds are of both pain and pleasure, and soon enough, the man joins in with the grunts, releasing his semen deep inside her in orgasmic bliss. With the metaphorical credits rolling, your chin gets released from its hold. You try to slow down your breathing, but it’s unnecessary as Miss $Gray soon unlocks your cage. The expected river of blood never comes, and the inside of the tube is as dry as it was before it tortured you. “You’re lucky I don’t force you to wear this one all the time; you have the self control of a gambler.” She locks on your normal cage and reminds you that you’ll need to work harder to earn the key. You recover as she returns to her work, having experienced another session of discipline from your teacher. Miss $Gray tells you to remove the babydoll, and you gratefully put on your normal clothes. With her dismal, you leave Farrix, still feeling the phantom spikes that seem to be digging into you. [[7-1f<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

Turning around, the woman guarding the changing rooms is looking at you. “Did it fit your girlfriend? If not, there are other sizes in the back. I can ask someone to get them if you’d like.” A rush of relief rushes over you like a tidal wave. “Oh, no, it’s fine, thank you.” You give her a smile and walk out the store. [[Mall<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/GtG3DWwf/Game-controller.jpg]] <<if $GameLoop is 0>><<set $GameLoop to 1>>You’re always happy to play this trilogy, which has a warm place in your heart thanks to the loveable cast. Even if your squadmates can be idiots, you’re happy to have them on your side, because you can’t make this on your own. You blast your way through galactic threats while ten-timing the crew, from the ones with great asses to the ones who are too busy calibrating. Sadly, the lizard people can't be romanced, but at least they evolved. And sure, the ending hits like a ruined orgasm, but it’s the build that’s so legendary that it makes the climax forgivable. So long, game.\ <<elseif $GameLoop is 1>><<set $GameLoop to 2>>//I don’t care what you’re the lord of, you’re going down// Or so you’d like to think, but the Cthulhu summoned beast puts up a strong resistance, so strong that you’re defeated once more, your gravestones piling up like cordwood. The nurse wasn’t nearly as helpful as you’d been promised, but you can’t stay mad at her and her 32 bit boobs. Dejected, you decide if you should spend the rest of your days catching bunnies or catching fish for an ungrateful child. Maybe both.\ <<elseif $GameLoop is 2>><<set $GameLoop to 3>>//How does he even get them trophies here?// Maybe you’ll never know, but you want that dopamine rush of gliding at that essential angle to get it anyway. Maybe he’s right. Maybe you are just a monkey trying to complete his tasks. Or maybe the only person capable of saving the world should stop going after green goodies and instead hop in his tank to save the day. //Screw that, give me that fucking trophy//\ <<elseif $GameLoop is 3>><<set $GameLoop to 0>> One the one hand, you never quite understood how a zombie could have feelings after death, how he could still smoke, or why he couldn’t just pee in his undead pants, but sometimes it’s better to not ask questions. But you and your favorite anti-hero have something in common: a love of boobs, because damn, that love interest is hot, even in that 50’s style dress, or maybe even because of it.<</if>> [[Computer<-Continue]]

<<set $Stress to $Stress - 3>>\ Awakened by nothing, you’re drowsy, stirring from your impromptu nap with a heavy head and bad breath. Despite that, you’re calmer, and looking down at your clothes, you don’t feel turned on; you feel in touch with yourself. [[Room<-Continue]]

<<set $CC2 to 3>>\ Before you walk to Farrix, you ensure your chastity cage is locked. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] As per Miss $Gray 's new instructions, you enter her room prior to your lesson, so that she can give you an inspection. She’s already at her desk, typing away at the computer. "Nice to see you can sometimes follow rules" she says as she comes out from behind her desk, and you approach. "Now, show me you can follow the rest." [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5ytWZ56r/Inspection.jpg]] As requested, you unzip your pants. <<if $SocksM is 0 and $PantiesM is 0>>Miss $Gray plays with the top of your hosiery, pulling them down slightly to give her a better view of your underwear. She smiles at seeing your panties, before reaching inside them to check you're caged. "A locked cage with panties and tights, just as requested. Thank you, $name ."\ <<elseif $SocksM is 1 and $PantiesM is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>"No hosiery, name? Did you get a run in them? Maybe you should start carrying a spare." Miss $Gray then inspects your panties, before reaching inside them to tell if you're caged. "At least you have a locked cage and panties." \ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>Miss $Gray pulls at the top of your hosiery, pulling them down slightly to give her a better view of your underwear. "Boxers, $name , really? They’re so inappropriate underneath hosiery, and uncomfortable too, I imagine. You continue to disappoint me." She sighs, before pulling down your underwear beneath your crotch. "At least you’re properly locked."\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 2>>"What's this? Did you forget what school you're attending?" She sighs, before pulling down your boxers beneath your crotch. "At least you’re properly locked."<</if>> <<if $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs gt 6>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>Miss $Gray looks at your legs. "Really? How could you let your legs grow this disgusting? Be sure to shave them and they'll look and feel much better." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs lt 3>>Miss $Gray lightly strokes your leg. "Don't you just love the feeling of freshly shaven legs? So smooth, so feminine. Keep it up."\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs lt 7 and $ShaveLegs gt 2>>Miss $Gray admires your legs. "Smooth, be sure to keep it up." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 1 and $Day3 is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>"And don't think that I hadn't noticed that you haven't shaved your legs yet. It will make your hosiery feel much more pleasant." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 2>><<set $OrderToShave to 4>>"And don't think I didn't notice your shaven legs" she remarks, stroking your smooth skin. "Don't they make your legs feel much more womanly? I doubt you will need to complain about your hosiery ever again." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 3>><<set $GrayR to $GrayR + 1, $OrderToShave to 4>>"Are those what I think they are?" She asks, stroking your shaven legs. "How smooth. Don't they make your legs feel so womanly, so feminine? I'm so proud of you, doing this without any encouragement. Since everyone else at Farrix shaves their legs regularly, I see no reason why shouldn't have to from now on, though I doubt you will complain at that." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<else>>She then lets you dress yourself again.<</if>> <<if $ShoesCOrder is 1 and $ShoesC is 1>> Miss $Gray admires your flats. "Such cute shoes, $name . Make sure to keep wearing them."\ <<elseif $ShoesCOrder is 1 and $ShoesC is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>> "I'm sure you would much prefer to be wearing a pair of cute flats, so where are they?"<</if>>\ <<if $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlug is 1>> Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. "Nice to see you can remember this" she taunts, pressing down on the butt plug inside you. "I'm sure it will be harder for you to daydream in class when you have this constantly reminding you of its presence."\ <<elseif $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlug is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1, $TimesSpanked to $TimesSpanked + 1>> Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. The silent room is quickly filled with a shriek from you as her hand slaps your butt cheeks. "I thought I made it clear that you will wear a butt plug from now on." Several more times you cry out as her hand hits you.<</if>><<if $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra is 1>> \ She cups her hand gently against your chest, confirming the sports bra underneath your shirt. "Do you like someone feeling your breasts?" She laughs at the uncomfortable expression that your face curls into.\ <<elseif $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>> \ She presses her hand against your chest. When she senses that there’s no bra beneath your shirt, she looks disappointed.<</if>> <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>"It is extremely disappointing that you can't follow the most basic of instructions $name . Come here at lunch for your punishment."\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $GrayR lt -1>>"While it is good that you can follow instructions, I am not pleased with your behavior. Come here at lunch for you punishment."\ <<else>>“Your behavior has been better as of late. Keep it up.”<</if>> <<if $Horny lt 7 or $Horny gt 6 and $SportsBraOrder is 1>>She returns to her desk, and you sit down at your table, waiting for your lesson to commence.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 6 and $SportsBraOrder is 0>><<set $SportsBraOrder to 1>>As Miss $Gray heads back behind her desk, she knocks over a large stack of paper. You hear her swear under her breath as she bends over to pick them up, giving you a perfect view of her breasts thanks to her poorly buttoned blouse. You’re so turned on and frustrated from your locked up penis that you don’t even move to help her, so when she flicks her head back up she sees you staring at her chest without any degree of subtlety. “Really? You couldn’t at least pretend to not look at these?” She leans back up, swivelling her chest slightly to tease you with her boobs even more. “Given all the girls you’re around all day I’m surprised you haven’t grown used to seeing a pair of tits.” You shamefully stare at the ground. “Do you not understand how uncomfortable it could make a girl feel, to have a pervert like you staring at their boobs all day? Perhaps you need to feel self conscious yourself so that you can be more empathetic.” She thinks for a moment, the silence worsening your nerves. “Yes, you need to understand what a girl goes through. Starting from tomorrow, you’ll need to wear a sports bra everyday.” “A sports bra?” “Yes, they have a small amount of padding to help you feel more feminine, and enough to make you worry about what you have under that shirt.” You feel inclined to argue with her more, but you know the rest of the class will be here soon, and your protests have never exactly been effective against her, so you resign yourself to your seat.<</if>> [[7-5b<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 8>>\ <<set $M to 0>>\ The students begin to file in around you. <<if $JenLevel is 0 or $JenLevel is 1>>Your classmates have largely gotten used to you by now, though they all no doubt still see you as being somewhere you do not belong.\ <<elseif $JenLevel is 2>>There’s some unintelligible whispers from some of the class as they enter, among some giggles and cruel words that you’re more than used to being called. “Sissy” particularly stands out to you as this being $Jen ‘s doing. Thankfully, it’s only a few of them, and the mockery, coming from a select few stops after a moment.\ <<elseif $JenLevel is 3>>There’s conversations as usual that are had by the entering classmates, but from what you pick up, the topic is awfully different than the usual discourse. There’s a lot of laughter and staring at you from what seems like half the class, and the words they throw around, which vary from whispers to average conversational volume, seem either feminine or demeaning. You pick out several instances of “sissy” “loser” and “pathetic”.<</if>> $Ash sits next to you as usual, and you whisper a quiet "hello" to her. <<if $AshMad is 1>>She either doeson't seem to notice, or care.\ <<elseif $AshR lt 1>>She barely seems to acknowledge your presence past anything more than a small glance in your general direction.\ <<elseif $AshR is 1>>She gives you a wide smile and a flirty wink before taking out her work books.\ <<elseif $AshR gt 1>>She gives you a wide smile, a flirty wink, and even a lingering stare at your crotch.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMzGh6KR/Desk-Ash.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $GrayR lt 0>>Miss $Gray seems to be harsher to you today. She demands you answer more questions than she does the other students, and is crueler to you when you get them wrong, and barely affirms your answer when you get them right.<<elseif $GrayR gt - 1>>Despite the pre-class inspection, Miss $Gray barely seems to care about you during the lesson, which you certainly wouldn't complain about.<</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8>>During the lesson, though, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes lustfully wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.<<elseif $Horny lt 9>>Despite the ample distractions around you in the form of attractive women, you manage to listen diligently.<</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>> The butt plug filling your rear isn’t helping the situation, however, and leaves you even more turned on.<</if>> <<if $AshR gt 1 and $GrayR gt -2 and $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $AshMad is 0>>The lesson ends, and you breathe a sigh of over being away from Miss $Gray, at least for a couple of hours. $Ash reminds you to meet her if you’d like to hang out at lunch, before heading off in a different direction.\ <<elseif $AshSex is 1 and $Day3 is 3>><<set $AshSex to 2>>Once the lesson is finished, you walk out with $Ash . She cuts your small talk off almost as soon as you start. “I’m ready.” You look at her, slightly confused for a second. “I want to have sex with you. Come meet me on Sunday, and be sure to not have your cage on.” After so much effort put into popping your cherry, you can’t believe it’s finally happening. You say goodbye to each other, your dick doing it’s best to get hard despite it’s confines.\ <<elseif $AshMad is 1>>The lessons ends, and as though she was deathly allergic to you, $Ash has already left.\ <<elseif $AshR gt 1>>The lesson ends, and you breathe a sigh of over being away from Miss $Gray, at least for a couple of hours. $Ash asks if you’d like to hang out at lunch, but because of your overbearing teacher, you can’t. She sighs disappointedly before heading off in a different direction.\ <<elseif $AshR lt 2>>The lesson ends. As you look to your left to chat with $Ash , you’re saddened to realize that she’s already left.<</if>> [[7-5c<-Continue]]

<<set $M to 0>>\ <<set $H to 16>>\ <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $Day3 is 5>><<set $AshSex to 3>>You’re walking out of Farrix as you’re accustomed to when $Jen intercepts. Also as you’re used to, she leads you into the toilets. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/j5Mc7vbW/Jen-toilets.jpg]] “You know, I always thought it was weird that a boy was attending Farrix, but then I started to notice how you’re early to see Miss $Gray everyday, and how your dick is always in a cage when you’re here.” “You noticed that?” “I’m observant.” You can’t believe what she was able to figure out alone, and the prospect of your blackmailer having even more on you is terrifying. “Well if you want more money from me, why don’t you try blackmailing Miss $Gray instead!” “I’m not trying to get more money from you. I was only able to figure it out because I don’t trust Miss $Gray , and if you’ve got someone else controlling you in the same way I do, then…then maybe I’ve been too cruel to you. In fact, I actually think I can help you.” Shocked by her reflection on her actions, you explain how Miss $Gray keeps hold of your chastity key while you’re at Farrix, and even when you’re not. “I have an idea to help you make sure her key isn’t the only thing that can unlock you. Now that I know what’s going on, I think it will work. If you come meet me tomorrow, I’ll have a solution for you.” She doesn’t elaborate further, as she rushes out, leaving you confused in her trail. //Is this my chance to finally be free of Miss $Gray ?//\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $Day3 is 5>><<set $AshSex to 3>>You’re walking to see Miss $Gray as you’re accustomed to when $Jen intercepts. Also as you’re used to, she leads you into the toilets. “You know, I always thought it was weird that a boy was attending Farrix, but then I started to notice how you’re early to see Miss $Gray everyday, and how your dick is always in a cage when you’re here.” “You noticed that?” “I’m observant.” You can’t believe what she was able to figure out alone, and the prospect of your blackmailer having even more on you is terrifying. “Well if you want more money from me, why don’t you try blackmailing Miss $Gray instead!” “I’m not trying to get more money from you. I was only able to figure it out because I don’t trust Miss $Gray , and if you’ve got someone else controlling you in the same way I do, then…then maybe I’ve been too cruel to you. In fact, I actually think I can help you.” Shocked by her reflection on her actions, you explain how Miss $Gray keeps hold of your chastity key while you’re at Farrix, and even when you’re not. “I have an idea to help you make sure her key isn’t the only thing that can unlock you. Now that I know what’s going on, I think it will work. If you come meet me tomorrow, I’ll have a solution for you.” She doesn’t elaborate further, as she rushes out, leaving you confused in her trail. After recovering, you finish your journey to your teacher, but when you enter room 68, you wish you hadn’t. “Do you think I like waiting for you? If you don’t value this key, then why do you deserve it? I think I’ll have to hang on to it for this weekend to teach you a lesson.” You’re about to explain that you were caught up talking to someone, but between $Jen ‘s potential solution, as well as Miss $Gray ‘s resolution, you opt not to. After a brief, disingenuous, apology you walk out with a cocky stride. //Is this my chance to finally be free of Miss $Gray ?//\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 0>><<set $CC2 to 2>>The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you’re surprised when the final bell of the day rings, signaling that the students can go home. Unless, of course, they are locked in a chastity cage, in which case they must go see Miss $Gray . You enter room 68 after the class empties. "Ah, $name , I'm glad to see you care about something" she says, as she removes the key from her breast pocket. "You will give it back to me in our lesson tomorrow, and then I will return it this time tomorrow." She then slides the key across the table, and you hastily grab it. "Don't lose it" She jests. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/MGbDPrzJ/Gray-key.jpg]] //Freedom!//\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 1>>The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell of the day rings, signaling that the students can go home. Normally, you would go to Miss $Gray at this time, but with you not following her rules, she wouldn't give you the key even if you did go to room 68.<</if>> [[7-5f<-Finish the day]]

<<set $GrayLunchFail to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] <<if $CC2 is 3>>You walk out the school, with your chastity key still around Miss $Gray 's necklace, wondering what to do with the rest of your day.\ <<elseif $CC2 is 2>>You walk out the school, with your chastity key in your pocket, wondering what to do with the rest of your day.<</if>> <<if $A lt 2 and $Stress gt 9>>[[Alex 2 Alt<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] You feel too stressed to not go straight home\ <<elseif $A lt 2 and $Stress lt 10>>[[Alex 2 Alt<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] [[Alex 2 Alt<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]\ <<elseif $A is 2 and $Stress gt 9>>[[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] You feel too stressed to not go straight home\ <<elseif $A is 2 and $Stress lt 10>>[[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] [[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>>

<<set $M to $M + 30>><<set $AshSex to 4>>\ Sandwiched between nerves and eagerness, you approach $Jen ‘s house, the expensive structure as intimidating as it was before. You’re about to knock on the door when $Jen opens it. “Hey, come on in.” Rather than go to her bedroom, she takes you to the living room, where there’s a suspicious box sitting on the table. She sits down on one of the luxurious gray sofas. Not wanting to appear too forward, you sit on a different one, perpendicular to her, with the table resting in the middle. “I just got this today.” She grabs the package from the surface, scratching at the tape in order to open it. Inside, among many other small boxes, she takes out one that looks very familiar. You can’t quite place where you’ve seen it before, but the mystery soon becomes unraveled when you see its contents. In her hand, $Jen holds a chastity cage, one identical to your own. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/JnZTxGHt/CC1.jpg]] “I don’t get it. How can this help me?” She rolls her eyes in response. “Well, I figure that all these chastity cages are mass produced, right? So they’re all the same.” She can see from your blank stare you don’t understand. “And if the cages are the same, then so are the locks. And if the locks are the same, then…” she holds a key out, identical to the one you’re used to seeing. “Does that look familiar?” You can’t hide the biggest smile you’ve ever smiled at seeing the tiny piece of metal. You snatch it from her hands like a child on Christmas Day. You’re about to strip down to test it when $Jen looks at you. <<if $JenR lt -1>>”I don’t think so.” She swipes it back just as fast. “You may have two women badgering you, but I don’t think that’s reason for me to stop. No, if you want this, you have to earn it.” You’d get on your knees and beg if you felt it would do anything other than draw her humiliating remarks. “What do you want?” You can’t be surprised at her answer. “Money.” “Let me guess, 50$?” “No, I want all of it.” “You can’t be serious.” “It’s a small price to pay for the privilege of having your penis back.” [[Jen 7 Kiss/Pay<-Pay her]] [[Jen 7 Refuse<-Refuse to pay her][$AshSex to 3]]\ <<elseif $JenR lt 2>>”Actually” she takes the key back from your hands. “How about you earn it?” “What do you want?” It takes her a moment to think of something, as if she wasn’t prepared. What you weren’t prepared for though, was for her to turn around and bend over, letting her butt wave in your face. ”I want you to kiss my ass.” “For real?” “As real as this key.” [[Jen 7 Kiss/Pay<-Kiss her ass]] [[Jen 7 Refuse<-Refuse to kiss her ass][$AshSex to 3]]\ <<elseif $JenR gt 1>><<set $CC2 to 2>>”Go ahead, I’ve shoved a plug up your ass, so there’s not much you can show me that’s a shock.” You laugh slightly, but your hand is like a lightning bolt, shooting into your underwear to unlock the cage. A satisfying click sends a rush of happiness over you. It works. You rush over to $Jen and give her a hug, your pants still down. “Thank you.” She seems to be happy that you’re happy, with a similar sense of glee across her face. [[Jen 7b<-Continue]]<</if>>

“I suppose I should leave now.” You're gleefully ambling away when $Jen gives a surprising reply. “Actually, you could stay if you want.” “Really? I thought you might have plans with your boyfriend.” That’s not even the biggest issue in your mind - you’re surprised she actually wants to hang out with you. “Well I did, but they kind of fell through. But it’s up to you.” [[Room<-Leave][$H to $H + 3]] [[Jen 7c<-Stay][$H to $H + 1]]

<<set $JenTheater to 0, $JenBasement to 0, $JenDiningRoom to 0, $JenGarage to 0, $JenBathroom to 0, $Jen7Closet1 to 0, $JenCloset2 to 0>>\ You agree to stay, but are unsure what $Jen would want to do. “Cool. How about we play a game.” “I didn’t think you’d be into video games. What were you thinking of?” “Oh, well I’m not. How about something a little old fashioned? You hide, and I’ll find you.” Mocking giggles exit your smiling mouth. “Are we 12 now?” “Hey, don’t diss the classics. Besides, you don’t know half the rooms in this place, so it should be fun. Go on, I’ll start counting.” “Really?” “1…2…” You turn around and look at your surroundings. The living room is a dead end, so you walk back out the door. [[Jen 7 Center<-Continue]]

<<set $JenDiningRoom to 0>>\ You stand in the large central area of the house, which has many doors connected to it, as well as two sets of stairs leading to the next story. [[Jen 7 Dining Room<-Dining room]] [[Jen 7 Theater<-Theater]] [[Jen 7 Garage<-Garage]] [[Jen 7 Basement<-Basement]] [[Jen 7 Upstairs<-Upstairs]]

<<if $JenDiningRoom is 0>>You walk into the expansive dining room. There’s a large wooden table running through the center, with enough chairs to seat 12 people, as well as an ornamented chandler hanging above. Matching sets of drawers and cabinets line one of the walls parallel to the table, filled with china and cutlery so fancy it’ll likely never be used. //Well, you can’t have your cake and eat it too// The room leads to the kitchen, which can be seen directly thanks to a paneless window connecting the two. [[Jen 7 Kitchen<-Kitchen]] [[Jen 7 Dining Room<-Hide under table][$H to $H + 1, $JenDiningRoom to 1]] [[Jen 7 Center<-Return]] <<else>>You decide the simplest option is the best, and crawl under the table. The white skirt of the table cloth gives you some cover, but if $Jen decides to check under it, you’ve lost. //She’ll never check under the table. How could she match this genius?// After a while, you’ve not been disturbed. Hell, your aching knees are more of an issue than being caught. But eventually you hear the door open. There are some footsteps that get closer, culminating close by. You look to your right to see $Jen ‘s face, smiling profusely. “Really? Under the table?” You’re happy as well, but more to get back to your feet. “Well it took you long enough to find me.” “Well maybe I thought you would have a better hiding place.” “That’s exactly why it works so well.” The two of you share a laugh. It’s an alien sense of innocence, a moment of pure joy. [[Jen 7d<-Continue]]<</if>>

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/SQ6Vdq96/Jen-Theater.jpg]] <<if $JenTheater is 0>>You enter the room which soon reveals itself to be a theater. It’s relatively small, with only 8 chairs to view the large screen at the front. The seats are luxurious, and spaced out in 2 rows of 4. A projector sits in the middle of them for more classical viewing. There’s an alcove created from several shelving units at the back of the room, which are tall enough to hide behind. Considering the darkness of the room, you figure it would be a good place to hide. [[Jen 7 Center<-Return]] [[Jen 7 Theater<-Hide][$JenTheater to 1]]\ <<else>>You scamper behind the wooden shelves, which you can now see are lined with DVDs and video tapes. While you wait, you make use of the reading material. You realize the media is arranged by decade and then alphabetized. You do your best to entertain yourself by looking at the cover images, paying close attention to the action movies with women posed sexually. Eventually, you hear the door crack open, followed by approaching footsteps. They soon stop, though. Slowly looking up, you see $Jen leering at you. “Wow, this was the best you could do?” “Sorry, I’m just amazed you have a movie theater in your house.” “Eh, it was cool for a while, but you get used to it.” $Jen sees the film in your hand “is that your taste in movies, or in women?” You hope your blushing cheeks can't be seen in the dark of the room. [[Jen 7d<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]<</if>>

<<if $JenGarage is 0>>There’s little natural light in the garage, only tiny beams entering from windows placed on the upper part of the room. The first thing you notice are the two cars, one close to you, and one on the other side of the room, leaving an empty space in the middle to fit a third. The one right in front of you is dazzling. The red sports car is like something from a childhood dream. It’s sleek design keeps it low to the ground, but it’s red paint job ensures it attracts all eyes. A tiny peek inside through the tinted windows doesn’t reveal much, but the mystery only makes it seem more attractive. Moving to the other side of the room, you admire the second car. The sedan is much more modest than it’s counterpart. The black design gives it a very official look. Whatever $Jen ‘s folks do, it both pays well, and is important. [[Jen 7 Garage<-Hide][$JenGarage to 1]] [[Jen 7 Center<-Return]]\ <<else>>The only place you think you could hide in is under the cars, so you lay prone and shuffle under the black sedan. There’s little room, and any time you lift your head slightly up, you bang your head against the underside of the vehicle. After 10 minutes, you find a comfortable position, with your head tilted to the side, but your arm serving as a cushion. It feels like an hour before $Jen walks in. She does a quick lap around the room when she stops a step before the doorway. You can see her lean over to check under the sports car. She doesn’t find you there, but she can see past it to discover your hiding spot. $Jen walks over to you as you’re crawling out, relieved to be back to your feet. “They’re awesome, aren’t they?” “Have you ever driven them?” $Jen starts laughing “my dad practically has a heart attack whenever I touch them, so no. He doesn’t even carry the keys to the sports car on him, they’re in his safe.” [[Jen 7d<-Continue][$H to $H 1]]<</if>>

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/L6mD07kr/Jen-Basement.jpg]] <<if $JenBasement is 0>>A creaky door reveals a wooden staircase that leads down to the basement. Even the first few steps reveal the neglect it faces, with cobwebs hanging overhead like fairy lights. You navigate through them to find the rest of the basement in disrepair. The dark doesn’t help, but you see several diamond shaped holes stacked up to create a wall, likely for storing wine, but they remain empty. You tentatively move, feeling your way around the room. You kick several objects. There are a few wine bottles, as well as some planks, but there’s nothing of note. [[Jen 7 Basement<-Hide][$JenBasement to 1]] [[Jen 7 Center<-Return]]\ <<else>>You find a corner somewhat secluded in the shadow of a barrel, and slide down to a crouching position. It feels like hours in the dark before you hear anything. You didn’t notice a light switch on your descent, but you realize you missed it when the room fills with color. You can hear $Jen approaching, but you have to give yourself up when you see a spider crawling next to you, inches from your arm. “Ahhhh!” You run out, practically leaping into $Jen’s arms. “What is it?” “There was a spider.” She starts giggling. “Really? That’s what made you start screaming like a little girl?” “It was huge!” “Really, like this big?” She demonstrates with her fingers, dragging them a few inches apart. “Well no, a little smaller.” She keeps smiling “come on fraidy cat, let’s get you away from the scary basement monsters.” [[Jen 7d<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $Stress to $Stress + 1]]<</if>>

There aren’t as many rooms upstairs. Looking down over the balcony, you have a view of the ground floor, and can still hear $Jen counting. [[Jen 7 Bedroom<-Bedroom]] [[Jen 7 Bathroom<-Bathroom]] [[Jen 7 Center<-Downstairs]]

<<set $H to $H + 1>>\ The first thing you notice upon entering the door to the kitchen is it’s slightly colder. It’s also amazingly sterile, with every surface wiped clean of any trace of dirt and there are twice as many cookers as you’ve ever seen in a kitchen. Looking around you can’t see a freezer, until you realize there’s another, larger door. Peeking inside through the tiny built-in window, you learn it’s a walk-in freezer. The heavy handle opens the heavy door. You turn the light on to illuminate the vast array of food in the room. You’re walking around inside trying to find a good hiding spot when you hear a disheartening click. //Fuck// A glance to the door confirms the worst. The door has closed shut behind you, and there’s no handle on the inside. You’re stuck. Even though you know it’s pointless, you press against the unbreakable obstacle. There’s nothing you can do to escape, and you doubt shouting at the top of your lungs could even be audible outside the kitchen. The only thing you can do is try and keep warm until $Jen rescues you. Your limited experience of being trapped in freezers doesn’t help, as you don’t know whether to keep moving to stay active or to get yourself in the fetal position to keep yourself warm. It feels like hours before you hear something outside the door. You slowly look up to see $Jen leering at you through the window, a mix of disappointment and happiness across her endearing face. She opens the door and rushes in to quickly drop down to you in your crawled up position. Her arms embrace you to help you get warm. “Shit, are you okay?” “Y..yeah.” “Come on, let's get you out of here.” She helps you to your feet and walks you out of the freezer, where you rest on the kitchen counter. “I can’t believe you fell for that.” Shivering, you struggle to hold a conversation “I..I’m sure you’ve d..done it too.” “True, but a long time ago, when I was small.” “You c..could have warned me.” “I think you’re just a sore loser.” She keeps hugging you “but I am sorry.” You hold eye contact for a moment, and you can tell she’s serious. Perhaps realizing that herself, she lightens the mood “sorry you’re such a sore loser.” [[Jen 7d<-Continue][$JenR to $JenR + 1, $Stress to $Stress + 2, $Horny to $Horny - 2]]

<<set $JenR to $JenR + 1>>\ <<set $JenKey to 1>>\ You and $Jen return to the living room. “That was fun.” “Sure, if you’re twelve.” $Jen ‘s face remains stoic “that was as funny as it was an hour ago.” Slightly out of breath, the two of you relax on the couch, and turn on the large TV. You notice some of the family pictures lining the walls and shelves. “It’s strange seeing you so young.” $Jen lets out a small laugh. “It feels like so long ago. I hardly even remember taking those pictures since my sister isn’t in any of them. My dad insisted on getting rid of them a while back.” You consider asking her about her sister. [[Jen 7e Sister<-Ask her about it]] [[Jen 7e<-Ignore it][$H to $H + 2]]

The bedroom is just as you recalled it, but this time, you’re not fearing what’s in store, and are actually having fun with $Jen . Paying more attention now, you see several opportunities to hide. [[Jen 7 Bedroom Closet 1<-Standing closet]] [[Jen 7 Bedroom Closet 2<-2nd door]] [[Jen 7 Bedroom Bed<-Bed]] [[Jen 7 Upstairs<-Return]]

<<if $JenBathroom is 0>>You enter only one of what you assume to be many bathrooms. It’s like any other bathroom you’ve seen, except this one takes up twice the space. The sink is built into a shelf attached to the wall, with matching blue tiles. The surface has a hair dryer and straightener planted on them, with tangled wires attached to a pair of plugs. On the other side of the sink, there’s a small bag of makeup, but the lack of any other storage for the makeup makes you think the bathroom isn’t the bag’s home. A closet in the corner is a somewhat hopeful hiding spot, but opening it reveals several layers of shelves with towels resting on them. The only other hopeful spot is in the bathtub, with the shower curtain drawn. [[Jen 7 Bathroom<-Hide][$JenBathroom to 1, $H to $H + 1]] [[Jen 7 Upstairs<-Return]]\ <<else>>The large bathtub is easy enough to get into and you pull the curtain across. Surprisingly, it’s mostly opaque, giving you more cover than you expected. Making the most of the opportunity to rest, you lay down. You lose track of time while waiting for $Jen, and eventually, you feel your eyes close. The next thing you know, your face is being covered in water and you wake up spitting and trying to cover up. “What the hell?” You turn to see $Jen holding the shower head directly at you, but she soon turns it off. “Was I really taking that long?” “What’s it been, 8 hours? I should have brought my pajamas.” “Very funny” she retorts, throwing a towel at you from across the room, which you use to wipe your drenched face with. $Jen then helps you out. [[Jen 7d<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<if $Jen7Closet1 is 0>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/sg4rCbb7/Jen-normal-closet.jpg]] The fancy piece of furniture stands tall in the bedroom, adding some verticality to the otherwise low room. You open the door. Inside, you’re surprised to see that there’s nothing, at least for the most part. There’s a rail hanging across it’s length, and not a coat hanger danglinging from it, but rather, a pair of handcuffs depending on it. They’re not a kinky pair, but a rigid steel set of bindings to capture someone’s hands. You could hide in here, but $Jen might be embarrassed if she realizes you saw the handcuffs. [[Jen 7 Bedroom<-Return]] [[Jen 7 Bedroom Closet 1<-Hide in the closet][$Jen7Closet1 to 1]]\ <<else>>You clamber into the large wooden box, kneeling down and closing the doors behind you. It’s pitch black bar the slither of light entering through the break in the doors. Eventually, you hear footsteps approaching, followed by the door to the room opening.$Jen checks around her bedroom for a while before the footsteps stop outside your hiding place. “So how long have you been in the closet?” She jokes as her hands pull at the handles. “With how long you took to find me, about an hour.” She stretches out her hand, helping you to your feet. You can’t help but take a final glance at the handcuffs, which $Jen notices. “Don’t ask, but let me say that not all fantasies live up to how you imagine them.” You’re surprised at how nonchalant she is, but also left intrigued by what she meant. [[Jen 7d<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]<</if>>

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/nr4dQf41/Hanging-dresses.jpg]] <<if $JenCloset2 is 0>>The second door doesn’t lead to the expected bathroom. After fumbling around to find a light switch, the room is illuminated, revealing many racks, railings and drawers of clothes. The large walk-in closet is like any fashion connoisseur’s dreams. You walk through, admiring the great amount of clothes $Jen has. There are groups of dresses, skirts, pants, lingerie, jackets, coats, bags and shoes, the last of which line the floor with their stunning heels and dazzling sandals. You could try and hide in the depths of the clothes that are hanging. [[Jen 7 Bedroom<-Return]] [[Jen 7 Bedroom Closet 2<-Hide][$JenCloset2 to 1]]\ <<else>>You decide your best hope at winning would be to hide amongst the clothes, which are densely hanging together like bats. Before you do that, however, you dash over to the light switch, to plunge the room once more into darkness. You stumble back to the clothes, push your way past the coats, while tripping on at least one pair of heels, and hope you’re well hidden. You pass the time running your hands along the various materials of coats, the fur ones being particularly tantalizing to your senses. Eventually, you hear footsteps enter the adjacent room. After they patrol around a bit, the door to your hiding spot creeks open. $Jen turns the light on, and ruffles through her clothes. You’re left a sitting duck as she parts her coats like a curtain, leaving the two of you face to face. “They are nice, aren’t they?” She asks upon noticing you stroking the lining of one of her many jackets. You compliment her taste in fashion, be she shrugs it off “I’ve not worn half of these, and the other half are just make-up presents from my dad, so they pretty much stay here gathering dust.” [[Jen 7d<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]<</if>>

You scramble to the floor and roll under the bed, a hard task given how low to the ground it is, but you hope that $Jen won’t suspect you hiding under here because of that. While waiting for $Jen , you inevitably get bored, and start feeling your surrounding area. Your foot scratches something small and rattly. In response, you tilt your body to try and pull it closer to you, where it reveals itself to be a discarded condom wrapper. There’s nothing inside, but it’s ripped open nature makes you think it was used in a hurry. Eventually, you hear the door open followed by approaching footsteps. You think you hear her open another door, but shortly after, she lowers herself to the floor so that the two of you are face to face. “Under the bed. Real original.” She gives you a hand to pull you out and up. You decide it’s best not to mention the lost condom wrapper. [[Jen 7d<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

<<if $JenR lt 3>>”What happened to her?” $Jen ‘s silent for a moment, a rare time that she seems genuinely unsure of what to do. “Sorry, but it’s kind of hard to talk about.” You don’t press the issue, but you can tell it’s close to $Jen ‘s heart.\ <<elseif $JenK is 0>><<set $JenK to $JenK + 1>>”What happened to her?” $Jen takes a deep breath. “Well I don’t know if it’s because she fell into a rough crowd when she was in school or if she just wanted to rebel against such a formal upbringing, but my sister used a bunch of drugs. It started off light at first. You wouldn’t notice unless you knew the signs to look out for, I only knew because she trusted me.” “What happened? Did you tell your dad?” “What? No, of course not. But she got worse, started caring about being subtle less. I’m not sure if father knew, but if he did acknowledge it then it would make him look bad to his friends, and that was worse than an addict of a daughter to him. Eventually, all the money she could get as an allowance from him wasn’t enough, so she tried to get money elsewhere.” “Really? What did she do?” “She sta…I’m sorry $name , but this is just too hard for me to talk about.” You can see a pair of tears running down her face “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you.” “No, it’s fine, it’s not your fault. Curse me for being so sensitive.” She rushes in, wrapping her arms around you. “Most people would consider being sensitive a good thing” you reply, circling her with your own arms, doing your best to comfort her. “Right, but some people can’t afford that luxury.” She slowly pulls away, as if she doesn’t actually want to. “It’s fine, let’s just talk about something else.\ <<elseif $JenK is 1>><<set $JenK to 2>>”What happened to her?” $Jen takes a deep breath. ”Well, do you remember me telling you about how she became addicted to drugs?” You nod your head. “Well to get the money she needed, she started sex work. This was a few years ago before prostitution was legalised, so she was very secretive about it. She probably wouldn’t have told me if I didn’t notice the signs and badgered her about it until she gave in. Anyway, she told me she was just doing fairly light stuff so that she could make ends meet. But one of the last times I saw her, she told me some of the stuff she had been asked to do - and agreed to. I’m not a prude, but hearing some of those things made me hurt for her. It’s not the acts themselves, but you have to be so desperate to do them to a stranger. It was so bad that I almost considered telling our dad. In the end though, I didn’t need to tell him. He found out for himself.” “How? Did he overhear a conversation?” “Well, not quite. My dad denied it vehemently, but my sister said that one night she was on the side of the road, trying to attract people, when he pulled over. Her own dad couldn't even recognise her. He was about to fish out the money from his wallet when he finally realized who he was about to give that money to.” “What happened then? “I…I’m sorry $name , but I still miss her, and it’s hard to talk about.” It’s obvious she’s upset, so you comfort her on the couch while she does her best to suffocate the tears before they become too noticeable.<</if>> [[Jen 7e<-Continue][$H to $H + 2]]

You two hang out some more until the time comes for you to leave. Bizarrely, you had almost forgotten about why you came here, but you are reminded when $Jen suggests that maybe you should hang out together again, without the pretense of the key. [[Room<-Continue][$M to $M + 30, $Stress to $Stress - 2]]

<<set $M to $M + 30>>\ <<set $AshSex to 5>>\ <<set $Fem to 31>>\ After walking the familiar path to $Ash ‘s house, she eagerly opens the door before you even get a chance to knock. “Hey $name !” She greets you inside before leading you upstairs. While her Farrix uniform certainly allows her to dress slutty, her outfit today leaves even less to the imagination. You wipe your sweaty palms on your pants. After years of anticipation and fantasy, you’re about to finally have sex. “Well, we can’t do this with our clothes on, can we?” Suffice to say, $Ash isn’t nervous. She pulls down her already tiny skirt to completely reveal the lower half of her body. Her top joins it on the floor. Despite her normal sultry look, $Ash is clearly stepping up her game for your first time. A black bra frames her boobs like a piece of art to be praised in a museum. A matching thong is all that covers her vagina. As a final touch to the ensemble, $Ash is wearing a lace garter belt around her waist, with their taut straps holding up a pair of sheer stockings that accentuate her beautiful legs. “Like what you see?” Inspired, you strip down from your outfit, revealing your clothes. <<if $Bra is 1 or $SportsBra is 1>>Despite not having anything to fill it out, your bra makes you feel strangely sexy. <</if>><<if $Hosiery is 1 and $SocksM is 0>>Your hosiery similarly makes you feel sexy, though maybe not as much as $Ash ‘s get-up. You take them off, figuring they would be a barrier to the fun despite their alluring nature. <</if>><<if $PantiesM is 1>>The boxers containing your dick feel out of place given your normal attire.<</if>> “You have no idea how much I’m looking forward to this.” $Ash grabs you by the hand, and drags you onto the bed where you lay together. After making out for torturously long, she climbs on top of your legs, and leans forward so that her body is above your cock. She peels your underwear beneath your crotch, ready for one final step before the act. <<if $CC2 gt 1>>”What the fuck is this?” You open your eyes from the lustful bliss to see an enraged $Ash staring at your caged dick. “Is this some kind of joke? I told you to leave this at home. How many women do you get wanting sex from you? Enough to be pulling shit like this? I doubt it.” She gets up from your laying body, where she stands over you, like a statue looking at those walking beneath it. “Do you even have the key? Or did you “forget” it? Or does someone else have it?” You’re too stunned from the barrage of questions, accusations and insults to reply, so $Ash starts pacing up and down. “Oh my…how could I not see this? I thought it was strange, but I never connected the dots until now. But no, this makes perfect sense, it explains everything, and if it requires force, then fine, but I won’t be on the receiving end.” You’re not sure if you should interrupt her monologue or not. Hell, you’re unsure if she even realizes she’s talking out loud. After a minute of silence filled with your nervous uncertainty and her pacing, she snaps her head back at you. “What the fuck are you still waiting for? Leave!” You get up and collect your clothes, barely getting them on before she screams at you again. Your caged cock just cost you everything. You curse your blasted teacher, but ultimately, you know it was easy enough to get out. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $Stress to $Stress + 3, $Horny to $Horny + 4, $AshR to $AshR - 1, $AshMad to 1]]\ <<else>>”Now that’s what I wanted to see: a nice hard cock.” She starts jerking you off, not like you need the extra stimulation to grow to full mast. You have to think of anything but this to keep from cumming, but it’s hard when there’s a nearly naked woman on top of you like this. ==Puppies== //Those boobs// ==Algebra== //Those legs// ==Grandma== //That barely hidden pussy// $Ash stops her hand, but instead, moves forward, and lowers herself onto your dick. Her tight vagina feels godly, unrivaled by any fleshlight, hand or mouth. She lets out a moan, feeling the sensation of a dick inside of her. You do your best to hold back from cumming, but you can’t do anything to stop yourself after seeing the empowering sight of $Ash on top of you, her face contorting in weird ways from the pleasure she’s deriving from your hard cock. You do the same, and for a few seconds reach apotheosis. Feeling unconquerable like a mountain, you bask in the divinity of losing your virginity. When you open your eyes, you see $Ash staring at you the way a parent looks at a child, as if to say “really?” “Did you just…cum?” You’re unsure what would have given it away. Could she see it in your face, or could she feel it inside of her? “I…I , uh…” She pulls herself off your body, and you both see the strings of cum connecting both of your junk. “I’m sorry, I…” You know there are no words that won’t make you seem like a complete loser, so you figure it’s pointless to try. “It’s fine, I guess I was just hoping for more - for someone to actually care about my pleasure. I mean, did you thrust even once? Do you think any girl would find an orgasm in your tiny, premature ejaculating penis?” She starts laughing. “I don’t even think “penis” is fair compared to other guys. Maybe I’ll have to think of something more appropriate.” She stops talking for a moment to put her clothes back on. “I don't know why you’re still hanging around. Congrats, you lost your virginity, now get the fuck out.” Following her command, you get dressed and practically run out before she gets another chance to hurl masculinity-compromising abuse at you. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $Stress to $Stress + 3, $Horny to 0, $AshR to $AshR - 1]]<</if>>

<<set $CC2 to 3>>\ Before you walk to Farrix, you ensure your chastity cage is locked. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] As per Miss $Gray 's new instructions, you enter her room prior to your lesson, so that she can give you an inspection. She’s already at her desk, typing away at the computer. "Nice to see you can sometimes follow rules" she says as she comes out from behind her desk, and you approach. "Now, show me you can follow the rest." [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5ytWZ56r/Inspection.jpg]] As requested, you unzip your pants. <<if $SocksM is 0 and $PantiesM is 0>>Miss $Gray plays with the top of your hosiery, pulling them down slightly to give her a better view of your underwear. She smiles at seeing your panties, before reaching inside them to check you're caged. "A locked cage with panties and tights, just as requested. Thank you, $name ."\ <<elseif $SocksM is 1 and $PantiesM is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>"No hosiery, name? Did you get a run in them? Maybe you should start carrying a spare." Miss $Gray then inspects your panties, before reaching inside them to tell if you're caged. "At least you have a locked cage and panties." \ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 1>>Miss $Gray pulls at the top of your hosiery, pulling them down slightly to give her a better view of your underwear. "Boxers, $name , really? They’re so inappropriate underneath hosiery, and uncomfortable too, I imagine. You continue to disappoint me." She sighs, before pulling down your underwear beneath your crotch. "At least you’re properly locked."\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to 2>>"What's this? Did you forget what school you're attending?" She sighs, before pulling down your boxers beneath your crotch. "At least you’re properly locked."<</if>> <<if $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs gt 6>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>Miss $Gray looks at your legs. "Really? How could you let your legs grow this disgusting? Be sure to shave them and they'll look and feel much better." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs lt 3>>Miss $Gray lightly strokes your leg. "Don't you just love the feeling of freshly shaven legs? So smooth, so feminine. Keep it up."\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs lt 7 and $ShaveLegs gt 2>>Miss $Gray admires your legs. "Smooth, be sure to keep it up." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 1 and $Day3 is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>"And don't think that I hadn't noticed that you haven't shaved your legs yet. It will make your hosiery feel much more pleasant." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 2>><<set $OrderToShave to 4>>"And don't think I didn't notice your shaven legs" she remarks, stroking your smooth skin. "Don't they make your legs feel much more womanly? I doubt you will need to complain about your hosiery ever again." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 3>><<set $GrayR to $GrayR + 1, $OrderToShave to 4>>"Are those what I think they are?" She asks, stroking your shaven legs. "How smooth. Don't they make your legs feel so womanly, so feminine? I'm so proud of you, doing this without any encouragement. Since everyone else at Farrix shaves their legs regularly, I see no reason why shouldn't have to from now on, though I doubt you will complain at that." She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<else>>She then lets you dress yourself again.<</if>> <<if $ShoesCOrder is 1 and $ShoesC is 1>> Miss $Gray admires your flats. "Such cute shoes, $name . Make sure to keep wearing them."\ <<elseif $ShoesCOrder is 1 and $ShoesC is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>> "I'm sure you would much prefer to be wearing a pair of cute flats, so where are they?"<</if>><<if $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlug is 1>> Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. "Nice to see you can remember this" she taunts, pressing down on the butt plug inside you. "I'm sure it will be harder for you to daydream in class when you have this constantly reminding you of its presence."\ <<elseif $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlug is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1, $TimesSpanked to $TimesSpanked + 1>> Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. The silent room is quickly filled with a shriek from you as her hand slaps your butt cheeks. "I thought I made it clear that you will wear a butt plug from now on." Several more times you cry out as her hand hits you.<</if>><<if $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra is 1>>\ She cups her hand gently against your chest, confirming the sports bra underneath your shirt. "Do you like someone feeling your breasts?" She laughs at the uncomfortable expression that your face curls into.\ <<elseif $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>> She presses her hand against your chest. When she senses that there’s no bra beneath your shirt, she looks disappointed.<</if>> <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>"It is extremely disappointing that you can't follow the most basic of instructions $name . Come here at lunch for your punishment."\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $GrayR lt -1>>"While it is good that you can follow instructions, I am not pleased with your behavior. Come here at lunch for you punishment."\ <<else>>“Your behavior has been better as of late. Keep it up.”<</if>> <<if $Horny lt 7 or $Horny gt 6 and $SportsBraOrder is 1>>She returns to her desk, and you sit down at your table, waiting for your lesson to commence.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 6 and $SportsBraOrder is 0>><<set $SportsBraOrder to 1>>As Miss $Gray heads back behind her desk, she knocks over a large stack of paper. You hear her swear under her breath as she bends over to pick them up, giving you a perfect view of her breasts thanks to her poorly buttoned blouse. You’re so turned on and frustrated from your locked up penis that you don’t even move to help her, so when she flicks her head back up she sees you staring at her chest without any degree of subtlety. “Really? You couldn’t at least pretend to not look at these?” She leans back up, swivelling her chest slightly to tease you with her boobs even more. “Given all the girls you’re around all day I’m surprised you haven’t grown used to seeing a pair of tits.” You shamefully stare at the ground. “Do you not understand how uncomfortable it could make a girl feel, to have a pervert like you staring at their boobs all day? Perhaps you need to feel self conscious yourself so that you can be more empathetic.” She thinks for a moment, the silence worsening your nerves. “Yes, you need to understand what a girl goes through. Starting from tomorrow, you’ll need to wear a sports bra everyday.” “A sports bra?” “Yes, they have a small amount of padding to help you feel more feminine, and enough to make you worry about what you have under that shirt.” You feel inclined to argue with her more, but you know the rest of the class will be here soon, and your protests have never exactly been effective against her, so you resign yourself to your seat.<</if>> [[8-1b<-Continue]]

<<set $Fem to 32>>\ <<set $M to 0>>\ <<set $H to 16>>\ The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you’re surprised when the final bell of the day rings, signaling that the students can go home. Unless, of course, they are locked in a chastity cage, in which case they must go see Miss $Gray . You enter room 68 after the class empties. “Ah, $name . I’m glad you’re here, I…” she struggles to find her words, something you’ve never seen her have issue with. “You see, there’s a minor issue. I…I’ve lost your key.” //What?// You take a heavy gulp. “How could you lose it?” “I’m not sure. I keep it safe around my necklace whenever you hand it to me. After one of my lessons, it had just vanished.” Her face has lost the same dominant spark you’re used to seeing. “So what do I do? Do I just have to wear this thing forever?” Suddenly the cage feels heavier than it’s ever been before. “No, of course not. I will find a solution, I just…” Your conversation is cut off when the door opens, and of all the people you expected to be walking in, the one who enters was perhaps the last. “$Ash ! This is not an appropriate time to be barging in here.” “Actually” she removes her hand from her pocket “it’s a great time.” You and Miss $Gray both stand in shock, seeing the glistening key to your chastity cage dangling from her fingers. “What are y…” This time, it’s you who gets cut off. “This is unacceptable $Ash . How dare you steal that key from me!” <<if $StoleLipstick is 1 or $StoleMoney is 1>> //At least robbing Miss $Gray is something we have in common//<</if>> “This key? To his little clit? No, I don’t think I shall. You see, I figured something was going on between you two. And I have to say $name , I’m hurt you didn’t tell me. And as for you” her eyes turn to Miss $Gray “I don’t see why you deserve to have all the control over him. <<if $AshMad is 1>>Especially since it would help me train him.<<else>>Especially because of our relationship.<</if>> In fact, I think we have similar goals.” For once, Miss $Gray ‘s anger isn’t being directed at you “I have no idea what you are talking about you petulant thief. Now hand me that key and Ieave. I’ll decide on your punishment once I’m done with $name .” $Ash sighs. “Actually, do you think you could give us a minute $name ? I think our teacher and I have a lot to discuss.” Through her reddening face and widened eyes, Miss $Gray almost screams at $Ash , but strangely, dismisses you instead. “Wait outside.” “Wha…you can’t be serious?!” The two girls ignore you, and continue staring at each other. Rejected, you stomp away out of the eerily silent room, closing the door behind you. The muffled noises are barely understandable, but you deduce your teacher is still mad at $Ash based on the shouting. What’s even more worrying than an angry Miss $Gray , though, is when the noise stops. What could $Ash possibly be saying? And how did she figure out the relationship between you and Miss $Gray ? <<if $JenKey is 1>>Despite those worries, in the back of your mind, you know they don’t matter thanks to the key $Jen gave you. You remain smug, knowing that the bulls in your classroom can argue as much as they want, because you have a perfect copy of the key.<</if>> Eventually, the door to room 68 opens, and Miss $Gray beckons you back inside. Your teacher returns to her usual position behind her desk, leaving you and $Ash awkwardly standing in front of her, waiting for an inevitable speech. [[8-1f<-Continue][$M to $M + 30]]

“I will admit, I had never planned on this, and I have my concerns, but I have decided on a new way forward regarding the control of your chastity key. In light of the relationship between the two of you that $Ash has enlightened me to, she will henceforth have control of the key to your chastity cage.” “Wha…” “She has also told me of some of her goals for you, and how she aims to use that key to better you as a person: the same thing I’ve been doing since you first entered Farrix Academy for Girls. Of course, I understand that $Ash is new to this, so she will be informing me of how her “training” of you is going.” “Right” $Ash adds, getting close to you that she can rest a hand on yours. “Miss $Gray told me about how she is making you a better, more attentive and better dressed person, and I plan on doing the same, just from a different angle.” “To ensure you still stick to those uniform requirements, I will be punishing you in a different way now. And if you don’t do what your girlfriend asks you, then it will be up to her to determine what happens next.” You’re shocked that the stern Miss $Gray would give away your key to the borderline crazy $Ash . “But how can you give it HER? She stole from you, so she clearly isn’t trustworthy!” “That is true, but me and $Ash have already arrived at a suitable punishment for that. Just as when you fail a uniform check, $Ash will be spending some of her free time with me. Of course, it’s up to you if you have to join her or not.” “But what if she’s completely vindictive and doesn’t use the key?” You know your arguments are desperately clutching at straws, but it’s the best you’ve got. “We’ve also considered that. To ensure she treats you how she would treat herself, we took a literal approach. $Ash , would you like to show him?” You look at your friend with confused eyes. [[8-1g<-Continue]]

$Ash lifts her tiny skirt up for all to see, revealing her panties underneath. Beneath them, however, is something similar yet alien. For a clearer view, she moves her delicate underwear to the side, revealing the hard, steel casing locking up her vagina. The chastity belt is a lot more literal than yours, as you see the rim of the device circle both around her hips and beneath her pussy, serving to secure it in its rigid place. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/B6tPJYZZ/Ash-chastity.jpg]] “$Ash will control both keys for the foreseeable future, until either she surrenders the keys to me or until I decide I could control it more effectively.” “I’m so excited for this, for us. There are so many possibilities for us now. Thank you Miss $Gray .” Looking at her face, you can see your teacher hasn’t entirely forgotten what $Ash did to her. “However, it is important that you conform to the uniform rules I’ve set out for you, so I will still be punishing you for failing to meet them. Additionally, I will be setting out some long term goals for you. I will test you on them eventually, and if you fail, I’ll find a way to make up for your mistakes. Right now, I want you to work on creating a feminine voice. This will help you in the future to blend in to Farrix. And remember, it’s a marathon, not a sprint.<<if $OrderToShave is 4>>”<<else>><<set $OrderToShave to 4>>And also you need to start shaving your legs. They will look so much better beneath your hosiery."<</if>> With her monologue over, your teacher dismisses the both of you. $Ash smiles at you “come on, let’s go home.” [[8-1h<-Continue][$M to $M + 30]]

<<set $AshC1 to 6>>\ You're walking with $Ash , trying to remember all things you just heard that have thrown your life upside down once more. <<if $AshMad is 1>>”I don’t get it. Why are you doing this?” $Ash exhales. “Well, I realized that you didn’t have much interest in doing what I wanted to do, so I figured I would make you. That’s why I had to steal this.” She pulls out the key from her pocket, teasing you with it. “And one of the things I learned from you is that I fucking love guys who are girls, like you.” “But I…” “Shut up. You are, but you keep pretending that you’re not. But I don’t care if you like it or not anymore. I’m not going to tease you to wear a skirt, or promise you a handjob if you wear my panties. From now on, you’re my sissy, to do with as I please. And if you ever want release, you better do as I ask, like right now. Kiss my shoes.” You glance around, seeing the streets largely devoid of life. “But anyone could see us!” $Ash fires her hand at you, thundering pain across your cheek. “Did you miss the part where I said you were my sissy? NOW!” [[8-1h Kiss?<-Kiss her shoes][$KissAshShoes to 1]] [[8-1h Kiss?<-Refuse][$KissAshShoes to 0]]\ <<else>>”I don’t get it. Why are you doing this?” $Ash exhales. “Well, when we had “sex”, I realized that you just weren’t doing it for me. I didn’t know if it’s because you have a small dick or have barely touched a girl before, but I was never going to reach an orgasm with how you performed. Then I thought that maybe if you have such a small dick and act like a sissy all the time, you shouldn’t be trying to have sex with women. You deserve to be pleasing a lady before a real man can satisfy her, and only finding your own orgasm if you’re lucky to be freed from your cage so you can tug on your clitty. So for your sake, I want to push you to be the best sissy you can be, because there are a lot of women who would love to have a made up, dressed up and amped up sissy by their feet.” A phantom Miss $Gray is whispering in your ear, confusing you as to if you want this or not. “I don’t understand.” “It’s fine, you don’t need to, honey. I’m here to help you. My first step in assisting you is going to give you more acceptance in your slutty side. I want you to meet me at the mall this Saturday, and make sure to bring at least 50$.” By the time you’ve finished talking, $Ash has arrived at her house, and she waves goodbye, leaving you alone, but also confused and curious. //Does Miss $Gray always have a chastity device in her bag?// [[Room<-Continue][$M to $M + 30, $Stress to $Stress + 3]]<</if>>

<<set $A to 3>>\ <<set $Priority to 0>>\ <<if $A3 is 0>><<set $H to 9>>Only a moment after getting dressed, there’s the expected knock at the door. You open it to see your newest friend. “Hi.” $Alex has a wide smile across her attractive face. While you’re certainly not a benchmark for masculinity, she’s dressed in quite a tomboy-ish manner. A pair of black boots, some rugged and ripped denim jeans and a simple black band t-shirt complete a typical “guy” outfit. “Hey.” The two of you take a slow stroll to the movie theater. Since you’ve never been there before, you’re actually having to rely on $Alex to lead the way, which doesn’t help you to appear any more masculine either. Your usual nerves are present, so she has to start most conversations. “I’d imagine it must be pretty intimidating to be at an all girl’s school, at least if you’re not that confident at talking to them.” Wanting to appear like you aren’t a massive pussy, you boast that you’ve made a lot of friends. “Oh so you’re a womanizer then?” The two of you laugh, mainly at how wrong she is. “What about being the only female at Morton? That must be scary.” “Eh. I made some friends as soon as I started. As long as I’m around them I mostly get left alone. But they’ve all asked me out at some point.” She starts to giggle. “I guess when all the real meat is out everyone becomes fine with a vegan burger.” “What are you talking about? You’re not at all ugly.” “Maybe, but I think most guys dream about the hot bimbo with big tits and luscious lips, so I’m a little shocked when I get the attention.” “So you don’t have to wear a girl’s uniform there then?” “No, my uniform’s the same as any other guy. How about you? Am I going to be seeing you in a short skirt like the rest of the hotties at Farrix, or do you get an improvised uniform?” Given Miss $Gray ‘s requirements, the answer lies somewhere in the middle. “No, for the most part I still look out of place there.” After some more walking, you find yourself in a part of the city you had yet to stumble across. There’s a beautiful boulevard with green grass and red roses lining the sidewalk. On a beautiful day like today, the colors are even more vibrant. On one side of the road, you see the huge movie theater with modern architecture, with enough doors and entrances to accommodate the entire city. On the opposite side, there’s an astonishingly beautiful lake, with water that looks as refreshing as 8 hours of sleep. There are even people feeding ducks, which swim aimlessly in circles or waddle on the land harassing passers by for food. “Here it is, Lakeside Cineplex. “Your local Hollywood.”” You giggle together at her impression of an advertisement you’ve heard far too many times since moving here, and enter the cinema. The sprawling entrance has hundreds of people in, all of them talking about the movie they’re looking forward to seeing, or conversing about the one they just saw. Huge posters line the walls like banners in a castle, featuring such gems as “The Fly 4: Parasite of the air” and “Scarred 2: Return of the bloody nose.” “So what were you thinking of watching?” $Alex asks you. It seems like neither of you had thought about that integral part of the cinema experience. [[Alex 3<-Suggest a romantic comedy][$A3 to 1, $H to $H + 1]] [[Alex 3<-Suggest a horror movie][$A3 to 3, $H to $H + 1]]\ <<elseif $A3 is 1>>”What about that one?” You point to one of the pieces of advertisement art on the walls. “Love Her or Leave Her.” “If you say so.” She can’t hide the involuntary smile from crossing her face. “What? I’d heard good things about it.” The two of you line up to get tickets. “The only reason people come to see something like this is for Jay Silver - man’s dreamy, or so I hear. That or they’re just masochistic.” When the queue finally ends with you two at the desk, $Alex takes point. “Two for” she looks at you and smiles “Love Her or Leave Her.” Chivalry may be dead, but $Alex is burying it when she pays for the tickets. After also paying for popcorn, she and you enter one of the many rooms and sit down to watch what should be a cinematic masterpiece. [[Alex 3<-Continue][$H to $H + 2, $A3 to 2, $Horny to $Horny + 2]]\ <<elseif $A3 is 2>>”I’m never taking movie advice from you again.” $Alex exclaims after you finish the dreadful movie together. “I’m sure there were worse movies we could have watched.” “Those are 2 hours of my life I will never get back.” “At least the popcorn was good.” “”I’m pregnant.” “But I was wearing protection.” “Well I guess you’re too good a lover for them to work.” I’ve heard better writing in lullabies, which is accurate because that garbage was putting me to sleep.” “Well, next time, you can pick the movie.” “That sounds fair.” $Alex starts smiling again. You know she was only teasing you about your poor taste in movie selection. [[Alex 3<-Continue][$A3 to 5]]\ <<elseif $A3 is 3>>”What about that one?” You point to one of the pieces of advertisement art on the walls. “Clownin’ around.” “A horror movie? Now you’re talking. Did you see the prequel?” The two of you line up to get tickets. “No, was it good?” $Alex shakes her head. “No, but it was terrifying, so I hope you brought a change of underwear.” “It’s going to take more than a horror movie about a clown to scare me.” When the queue finally ends with you two at the desk, $Alex takes point. “Two for "Clownin’ Around", please.” Chivalry may be dead, but $Alex is burying it when she pays for the tickets. After also paying for popcorn, she and you enter one of the many rooms and sit down to watch what should be a cinematic masterpiece. [[Alex 3<-Continue][$H to $H + 2, $A3 to 4, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<elseif $A3 is 4>>”Well I warned you it was scary.” $Alex exclaims as the two of you walk out after the film finally finishes. The movie delivered on the horror. You even had to sneak away to the toilets twice to veil your terror, and $Alex seems to have noticed. “You know, the normal idea of seeing a horror movie on a date is to send your partner crying into your arms, not the other way around.” “But he jumped out of the egg, that doesn’t even make sense.” “Yeah, yeah, whatever fraidy-cat.” [[Alex 3<-Continue][$A3 to 5]]\ <<elseif $A3 is 5>>”Hey look, an ice cream van!” $Alex rushes away to get some of the snacks, leaving you to catch up to her impressive pace. “Yeah, and all the sprinkles you got.” By the time you’ve caught up with her, you’re gasping for breath as if you just completed a marathon, just in time for $Alex to hand you an ice cream cone. “Come on, let’s sit by the lake.” “We’re moving again?” The two of you sit down on one of the many benches placed along the path next to the lake. This close, the water is even more stunning, giving a clear reflection of what’s up above. Conversation comes easily now, and the two of you don’t even bother discussing the artless film you just saw. “Man, it sucks that we don’t go to the same academy. It’d be awesome to hang out everyday.” “Yeah. It’s pretty hard to make friends actually. Most people just see a guy at Farrix and assume they’re a perv, at least that’s what I think they’re thinking.” “Are they right?” $Alex laughs once more, but she doesn’t notice that you don’t answer. “What about the teachers? Are they sympathetic?” “For the most part, but the one teacher I actually have to talk to isn’t. She keeps trying to push me, to “be better” or to “fit in” more. But I don’t know if I buy it.” “That’s so strange. The school therapist keeps telling the same schtick.” “You have to see a school therapist?” “Yeah. I was told it was because of me being the only girl at Morton. Don’t you have to see one?” You shake your head. “Huh. I wonder why. Hey, look!” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/ZYyNHxgt/Duck.jpg]] $Alex points to an approaching duck. It’s taking tiny strides to get to the two of you, its neck bobbing along with its small body. “I think it wants some ice cream, or at least the cone.” You look at the poor creature, its tiny eyes conveying its lifetime of poverty. All it wants is a small piece of food. A modest request from a humble creature. [[Alex 3<-Feed the duck][$A3 to 6]] [[Alex 3<-Kick the duck][$A3 to 7]]\ <<elseif $A3 is 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/ZYyNHxgt/Duck.jpg]] You lower yourself to the humble duck, and allow it to munch on the snack. It’s a messy eater, but you forgive the creature, as you understand it’s doing its best. When it’s finished, it even meets your eyes for a brief moment, as if to show gratitude. Then, the beautiful animal scurries away, sure to remember you for the rest of its life. “That was kind of you.” $Alex suggests. “Easy for you to say, you didn’t lose your ice cream.” “I guess that just means we have to share.” You look at her, a flirtatious grin on her face. You sit down once more, and take swipes at the ice cream together, so it’s not a surprise when you both go to lick the creamy topping at the same time, your tongues almost connecting. You share a laugh, looking each other intently in the eye. Suddenly the cone gets dropped as $Alex and you lean into one another, your lips touching in a romantic display of affection. Your kiss goes on for seconds yet simultaneously forever. Eventually though, it’s her who pulls away, and you see her blushing face acknowledging the lustful act you two just committed. “I can’t believe we just did that.” “Me neither.” “But I want to do it again.” She moves her lips to reconnect them with yours. This time, it goes on for much longer, and you feel her tongue dancing in your mouth a little before she pulls away. “This…this was a lot of fun. I’d like to do it again.” “The kiss or the date?” “Both.” “I’d love that.” “Great! I’ll stop by in a couple of weeks.” The two of you talk a while longer, until $Alex says she has to go, but not before giving you a third kiss, more passionate than the ones that preceded it. “Thank you for this, I can’t wait to see you again.” [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $Horny to $Horny + 3]]\ <<elseif $A3 is 7>>You try and usher away the small animal, waving it away with your hand. When it doesn’t get the message, you give it a small tap with your shoe. “Quaaaaaa…” “I think you upset it” $Alex suggests. “What’s the worst it can do?” You hear a noise approaching from the distance, identical to the one the duck you kicked is making. Behind a mass of foliage, duck after duck storms out to surround you and $Alex , the two of you left to cower on top of the bench together, fearing for your life due to the violent army of bipedal monsters. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/pXbF6nb9/Duck-2.jpg]] “I don’t think they’re going to leave us alone.” You hold out your snack for the ducks to claim, but they’ve no interest in meager treats; they’re out for blood. You and your date hold each other tight, hoping for safety in each other’s arms. But the creatures don’t relent. You’re stuck on the bench with no hope of rescue, a duo deemed damsels in distress from the dangerous ducks. Game over. [[Alex 3<-Restart][$A3 to 8, $AE3 to 1]]\ <<elseif $A3 is 8 and $Bra is 0>>”Hey, wait a minute, I have an idea!” $Alex shouts as the two of you fend off the beasts pecking at your feet. “Unless you have a box of nicely wrapped bread I think we’re goners.” “Not quite, but maybe they don’t like their food wet.” You look at her, perplexed. She turns to look at the tranquil lake. “That’s your plan?” “Do you have a better idea?” “I hear starving isn’t the worst way to go.” $Alex grabs your hand while you gaze into each other’s eyes. As a final boost of confidence, she leans in and plants her lips firmly against yours. The angelic kiss takes your mind of all worries for a few seconds, even the bloodthirsty savages. “Ready?” The two of you leap off the bench like it was the first day of summer and dive into the water. When you come back up to the surface of the lake, you see half the army of ducks leaving you, evidently satisfied with their torment. The rest are hanging around for a while, as if to mock the two idiots floating around in the water. $Alex flicks some water at them with her hand, and the rest soon scurry away. You and her laugh together at the bizarre situation, even staying in the water for a while. “Maybe don’t go annoying the duck king next time.” “After you got them to leave us alone like that, I think the only boss of them is you.” She giggles “maybe next time, we can go somewhere else where we aren’t going to run into any of them.” “So…you want to do this again?” “Both the date, and this.” She swims closer to you, connecting your lips once more. This time, though, you can enjoy it more as you’re prepared for it. And without the threat of an embarrassing death looming, it lasts much longer. The two of you float to shore and pull yourselves out, doing your best impression of a dog to throw off most of the water. “I’ll pick you up again in a couple weeks then.” You and $Alex share one final kiss before she says goodbye, leaving you in a dreamy, if wet, state. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $Stress to $Stress + 2, $Horny to $Horny + 2]]\ <<elseif $A3 is 8 and $Bra is 1>>”Hey, wait a minute, I have an idea!” $Alex shouts as the two of you fend off the beasts pecking at your feet. “Unless you have a box of nicely wrapped bread I think we’re goners.” “Not quite, but maybe they don’t like their food wet.” You look at her, perplexed. She turns to look at the tranquil lake. “That’s your plan?” “Do you have a better idea?” “I hear starving isn’t the worst way to go.” $Alex grabs your hand while you gaze into each other’s eyes. As a final boost of confidence, she leans in and plants her lips firmly against yours. The angelic kiss takes your mind of all worries for a few seconds, even the bloodthirsty savages. “Ready?” The two of you leap off the bench like it was the first day of summer and dive into the water. When you come back up to the surface of the lake, you see half the army of ducks leaving you, evidently satisfied with their torment. The rest are hanging around for a while, as if to mock the two idiots floating around in the water. $Alex flicks some water at them with her hand, and the rest soon scurry away. You and her laugh together at the bizarre situation, even staying in the water for a while. “Maybe don’t go annoying the duck king next time.” “After you got them to leave us alone like that, I think the only boss of them is you.” She giggles “maybe next time, we can go somewhere else where we aren’t going to run into any of them.” “So…you want to do this again?” “Both the date, and this.” She swims closer to you, connecting your lips once more. This time, though, you can enjoy it more as you’re prepared for it. And without the threat of an embarrassing death looming, it lasts much longer. The two of you float to shore and pull yourselves out, doing your best impression of a dog to throw off most of the water. “I’ll pick you up again in a couple weeks then.” You and $Alex share one final kiss before she says goodbye, leaving you in a dreamy, if wet, state. When you get home, the water has mostly dried, but you see in the mirror your t-shirt is almost transparent from the moisture, letting the world see your bra underneath. Not only did no one say anything on your journey back, but $Alex either didn’t notice, or didn’t care. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $Stress to $Stress + 2, $Horny to $Horny + 2, $AlexR to $AlexR +1]]<</if>>

I can’t quite remember how many days it's been. Sometimes it feels like 2, sometimes 20. The sun goes down only to rise once more, but the ducks remain like a tattoo, always watching, waiting. I think I’m turning delirious, but I sometimes think they’ve gone, and just as I’m about to plant a foot down on the solid ground for the first time in months, $Alex stops me. I don’t know how she’s remaining so calm at a time like this. Whenever I’m about to snap, she always seems to be there to pull me back to reality. She’s truly a saint. I’ve asked her if we need to think about the survival of the species, though she keeps avoiding the matter. But I think we need to seriously consider it. It’s been years since we last saw another sentient being that wasn’t a duck. The worst part is there’s an entire lake of fresh water only a few meters away, but with the guardians keeping us trapped here, it might as well be miles. Someday the monstrous things will leave us alone, I’m sure, but until then, I cling on to my hope like a life raft, or like I insisted on keeping that ice cream. [[Alternate endings<-Return]]

<<set $CC2 to 3>>\ You take your familiar journey to Farrix, only no longer having to worry about giving your chastity cage key to Miss $Gray . [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] You enter room 68 while it is still mostly empty, with only your domineering teacher present, who is leaning against the front of her desk, waiting for you. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5ytWZ56r/Inspection.jpg]] “Strip.” As requested, you shed your clothes for Miss $Gray to assess you. <<if $TightsA is 1 or $TightsB is 1 or $TightsD is 1>>”It's nice to see that you’re wearing tights. They are flattering, if a bit dull.”\ <<elseif $TightsC is 1>>”Beautiful tights. They really are appropriate for a sissy like you to be wearing.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseA is 1>>”A staple in any wardrobe. Your hosiery looks beautiful, $name . It’s just a pity that no one else can admire your legs in them.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseB is 1>>”Nude pantyhose? A peculiar choice, but you are meeting your uniform requirements.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseC is 1 or $PantyhoseD is 1>>”Fishnets? Not terribly appropriate, $name . However, I suppose I never specified that this was against the rules of Farrix. I’ll allow this for now, but I may change my mind one day.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseH is 1>>”A playful choice for your hosiery. Not entirely appropriate for Farrix, but I’ll allow it, for now.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseE is 1>>”Certainly an interesting choice for your hosiery. Normally such a pick would catch an eye, but with these obstructive pants, they won’t be spotted. Quite a shame, no?”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseF is 1>>”These pretty pantyhose of yours are certainly an eye catcher, but not in the best way. You’d look so much cuter with a less tacky pair.”\ <<elseif $StockingsA is 1 or $StockingsB is 1>>”Black stockings: a staple in any wardrobe, especially for a woman in a professional setting like this. I don’t think I could imagine anything more appropriate.”\ <<elseif $StockingsC is 1>>”An interesting dichotomy, isn’t it? Stockings are meant to be slutty, but the nude tone suggests an element of class.”\ <<elseif $StockingsD is 1>>”Pink stockings, the height of both slutiness and femininity. How appropriate.”\ <<elseif $StockingsE is 1>>”There’s no hosiery that a whore should be without like a pair of fishnet stockings. Imagine what your classmates would think if they could see beneath your pants.”\ <<elseif $SocksM is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”Socks? Socks! Come on $name . Hosiery is like a luxurious second skin. Dull socks like these are neither comfortable nor pretty”.<</if>> Miss $Gray takes a closer look at your underwear. \ <<if $PantiesA is 1 or $PantiesB is 1 or $PantiesC is 1 or $PantiesD is 1 or $PantiesE is 1 or $PantiesF is 1 or $PantiesG is 1 or $PantiesH is 1 or $PantiesI is 1 or $PantiesJ is 1 or $PantiesK is 1 or $PantiesL is 1 or $PantiesM is 1 or $PantiesN is 1>>”Nice panties. Such beautiful underwear is worn by every student here at Farrix. Wouldn’t it feel wrong to stand out by wearing men’s underwear?”\ <<elseif $GarterPantiesA is 1 or $GarterPantiesB is 1 or $GarterPantiesC is 1>>”Garter panties? A beautiful mix of sexyness and practicality. I’m more than impressed in your choice of underwear today.”\ <<elseif $ThongA is 1 or $ThongB is 1 or $ThongC is 1 or $ThongD is 1 or $ThongE is 1>>”A thong? Good for hiding panty lines, and for feeling sexy all day long. Which one do you care about more?”\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”It’s ridiculous seeing a man in panties, just as it is seeing a sissy like you in boxers. This is ridiculous, $name , and I thought you had matured past this point a long time ago.”<</if>> <<if $GarterA is 1 or $GarterB is 1>>”A beautiful garter belt. Useful for so many things, like being sexier, or holding up a pair of sultry stockings. Of course, you’ll have to worry about your garter straps leaving an impression against your pants, though that’s a small trade off for feeling so sexy." She continues her inspection, turning her attention southwards.\ <<elseif $GarterC is 1>>”Simply adorable garters. It should be a crime that no one can see them on your legs.” She continues her inspection, turning her attention southwards.\ <<else>>She continues her inspection, turning her attention southwards.<</if>> <<if $ShaveLegs gt 6>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>Miss $Gray looks at your legs. "Really? How could you let your legs grow this disgusting? Be sure to shave them and they'll look and feel much better."\ <<elseif $ShaveLegs lt 3>>Miss $Gray lightly strokes your leg. "Don't you just love the feeling of freshly shaven legs? So smooth, so feminine. Keep it up."\ <<elseif $ShaveLegs lt 7>>Miss $Gray admires your legs. "Smooth. Be sure to keep it up."<</if>> <<if $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $Bra is 1>> \ She cups her hand gently against your chest, confirming the presence of the sexy brassiere underneath. "The padding on this lingerie will almost make you feel like you have some breasts of your own.\ <<elseif $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra is 1>> \ She cups her hand gently against your chest, confirming the sports bra underneath your shirt. "Do you like someone feeling your breasts?" She laughs at the uncomfortable expression that your face turns into.\ <<elseif $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>\ She presses her hand against your chest. When she senses that there is no bra beneath your shirt, she looks disappointed.<</if>> <<if $ShoesCOrder is 1 and $ShoesC is 1>>"Such cute shoes, $name . Make sure to keep wearing them."\ <<elseif $ShoesCOrder is 1 and $ShoesC is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>"I'm sure you would much prefer to be wearing a pair of cute flats, so where are they?"\ <<elseif $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlug is 1>>Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. "Nice to see you can remember this" she taunts, pressing down on your rear. "I'm sure it will be harder for you to daydream in class when you have this penetrating you."\ <<elseif $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlug is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1 and $TimesSpanked to $TimesSpanked + 1>>Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. The silent room is quickly filled with a shriek from you as her hand slaps your butt cheeks. "I thought I made it clear that you will wear a butt plug from now on." Several more times you cry out as her hand hits you.<</if>> <<if $LightPinkFingers gt 7 or $RedFingers gt 7>>”What beautiful nails you have, $name . Their length, their color, it’s so appropriate. I’m assuming this is $Ash ‘s doing. She’s proving to be quite the trainer.” She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $PaintedFingers gt 0>>”So you like those nails? It’s nice to see you’ve accepted having such a flattering shade on your hands.” She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<else>>She then lets you dress yourself again.<</if>> <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>"It is extremely disappointing that you can't follow the most basic of instructions $name . Come here at lunch for your punishment. At least you will have $Ash to keep you company."\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $GrayR lt -2>>"While it is good that you can follow instructions, I am not pleased with your behavior. Come here at lunch for you punishment."\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $GrayR gt -3>>"Your behavior has been exemplary as of late, keep it up."<</if>> [[8-2b<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 8>><<set $M to 0>>\ The students begin to file in around you. <<if $JenLevel is 0 or $JenLevel is 1>>Your classmates have largely gotten used to you by now, though they all no doubt still see you as being somewhere you do not belong.\ <<elseif $JenLevel is 2>>There’s some unintelligible whispers from some of the class as they enter, among some giggles and cruel words that you’re more than used to being called. “Sissy” particularly stands out to you as this being $Jen ‘s doing. Thankfully, it’s only a few of them, and the mockery, coming from a select few stops after a moment.\ <<elseif $JenLevel is 3>>There’s conversations as usual that are had by the entering classmates, but from what you pick up, the topic is awfully different than the usual discourse. There’s a lot of laughter and staring at you from what seems like half the class, and the words they throw around, which vary from whispers to average conversational volume, seem either feminine or demeaning. You pick out several instances of “sissy” “loser” and “pathetic”.<</if>> <<if $AshMad is 1>>The students begin to file in around you. You look to the side to check if $Ash is there, and almost disappointingly, she is. When her eyes spot yours lurking over her, she shoots a vindictive gaze your way. “What do you think?” She guides your eyes towards her ankle. On top of the usual pantyhose that adorn her legs, is an anklet. The simple chain style wouldn’t be terribly noticeable if it weren’t for the key dangling from it - the unmistakable key to your chastity cage. The message is clear to you, but you’re worried about other people around who might be able to pick on the signal.\ <<else>>The students begin to file in around you. $Ash calls out to you as she sits down “hey, $name , what do you think?” She guides your eyes towards her ankle. On top of the usual pantyhose that adorn her legs, is an anklet. The simple chain style wouldn’t be terribly noticeable if it weren’t for the key dangling from it - the unmistakable key to your chastity cage. The message is clear to you, but you’re worried about other people around who might be able to pick on the signal.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/W4P87PL7/Ash-key-anklet.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $GrayR lt 0>>Miss $Gray seems to be harsher to you today. She demands you answer more questions than she does the other students, and is crueler to you when you get them wrong, and barely affirms your answer when you get them right.<<elseif $GrayR gt - 1>>Despite the pre-class inspection, Miss $Gray barely seems to care about you during the lesson, which you certainly wouldn't complain about.<</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8>>During the lesson, though, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes lustfully wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.<<elseif $Horny lt 9>>Despite the ample distractions around you in the form of attractive women, you manage to listen diligently.<</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>> The butt plug filling your rear isn’t helping the situation, however, and leaves you even more turned on.<</if>> [[8-2c Lunch<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0 or $GrayR lt -2>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>It’s lunch, which means that, unfortunately for you, you have a miserable lunch in store with your power mad teacher and your girlfriend and her strange motives. You walk into room 68, where $Ash is already sitting down, with Miss $Gray at her own desk. It’s eerily silent, but you reason that it might actually be preferable that way. The hour goes by painfully slowly, so you take occasional glances between the beauties in the room. The usual sight of Miss $Gray ‘s gorgeous face and ample breasts pressing against the taut material of her blouse has always been attractive to you ever since you arrived at Farrix. On the other hand, you can also spy glances at $Ash ‘s stunning legs and their sheer protector, which only add to the beauty in your mind. Further down from that, you can see most of her feet, which her flats do very little in veiling. Eventually, the hour sounds and you’re free to leave.\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail gt 1>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>It’s lunch, which means that, unfortunately for you, you have a miserable lunch in store with your power mad teacher and your girlfriend and her strange motives. You walk into room 68, where $Ash is already sitting down, with Miss $Gray at her own desk. It’s eerily silent, but you reason that it might actually be preferable that way. The hour goes by painfully slowly, so you take occasional glances between the beauties in the room. The usual sight of Miss $Gray ‘s gorgeous face and ample breasts pressing against the taut material of her blouse has always been attractive to you ever since you arrived at Farrix. On the other hand, you can also spy glances at $Ash ‘s stunning legs and their sheer protector, which only add to the beauty in your mind. Further down from that, you can see most of her feet, which her flats do very little in veiling. Eventually, the hour sounds and you’re free to leave, though not before Miss $Gray cuts you off, and tells you to come to her at the end of the day because of your dramatic disobedience in regards to your uniform.\ <<elseif $JenR gt 3>><<set $Stress to $Stress - 1>>t’s lunch, which means that you have some reprieve from the stress of being a student. You’re about to find a quiet spot to relax when $Jen spots you “hey.” “Hi” she looks around for a moment, seeing that you aren’t with anyone else “come on, let’s sit together.” You follow as she leads you to a somewhat secluded spot. There are still some people around, but they don’t bother you. You two talk the hour away. Conversation comes easily thanks to your friendship, and you enjoy finding out new, cool things about $Jen . You discuss your favorite movies and books, and childhood experiences that you didn’t think you’d share, Eventually though, you have to say goodbye at the sound of the bell, leading you to your next lesson.\ <<elseif $JenR gt 2>>It’s lunch, which means that you have some reprieve from the stress of being a student. You’re about to find a quiet spot to relax when $Jen spots you “hey.” “Hi” she looks around for a moment, seeing that you aren’t with anyone else “shall we…sit together?” You agree, and she leads you to a somewhat secluded spot. There are still some people around, but they don’t bother you. You two talk the hour away. It’s mainly small talk as you discuss movies and books interspersed with the occasional joke about your lame teachers. Eventually though, you have to say goodbye at the sound of the bell, leading you to your next lesson.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 3>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>With $Ash not suggesting where to meet up, you are clueless about what to do at lunch. Just when you think you have a quiet place of sanctuary to hide from all the cruelty of this school, girls come along, laughing at you. Not for being a man, as you quickly became used to here, but for being a sissy, which they insist you are. “Did you see those pictures of him in the toilets?” “How can someone be so pathetic?” You promptly leave to find somewhere else to relax - a process which repeats itself a dozen times over the hour. By the end of the period, you’re left more stressed out than when it began.\ <<elseif $JenR lt -1 and $Money gt 4>><<set $Money to $Money - 5, $Stress to $Stress + 1>>It’s lunch, which means that you have some reprieve from the stress of being a student. You’re about to find a quiet spot to relax when $Jen spots you. “What’s up, loser? I think I forgot my lunch money, can you lend me some?” You’re about to feign that you forgot your wallet when $Jen continues “sorry if I made that sound like a question. Hand some over.” Her raised voice is attracting eyes, so you cut the conversation short by ripping out a note from your wallet and handing it to her. She prances gleefully away, clearly taking pleasure in tormenting you. Meanwhile, you try and get some revenge by ogling her generous ass beneath a short skirt that’s prone to drafting upwards. You manage to stumble across a lonely area of Farrix, and waste away the rest of the hour by playing mobile games and listening to music.\ <<else>>It’s lunch, which means that you have some reprieve from the stress of being a student. You manage to stumble across a lonely area of Farrix, and waste away the rest of the hour by playing mobile games and listening to music.<</if>> [[8-2d<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 13>>\ You head to your next lesson. <<if $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 1>>Not only do the whispers commence from the moment you enter the classroom, so too does the awkward glance from your teacher. Mr Hawt, in character with how nice he’s been since your start at Farrix, gives you an encouraging gaze, but no doubt he’s more than aware of all the rumors perpetuated by the students in same class as you right now.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 2>>Mr Vils reaction to your entry is as neutral as it always has been, and likely always will be. If $Jen did try to bring up your sissyness to him, he’d probably get annoyed at her for discussing something not related to mathematics. For once in your life, you’re glad to have such a hardass of a teacher.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 3>>Nevermind the rest of the students, your teacher can barely stifle her giggles enough to welcome you to the classroom. Miss Bulthrough clearly keeps her ear close to the ground, and she’s getting in on the jokes almost more than the students are. “Oops, I think I lost my lipstick. Does anyone know where it went?” The encouraged class looks at you, before your teacher realizes she “misplaced it.”\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 4>>Rather than demand your classmates’ torment of you stops, Miss Green thinks it would be more effective to diagnose why they think it’s okay to mock someone so blatantly. She openly conjectures that maybe they secretly feel pity for you, or perhaps they genuinely feel so superior that they can mock you without consequence. She also posits that classmates may just be following the “tribe leader”, and following someone else’s footsteps who’s teasing you. And then she gets to diagnosing you. “One of the things I disagree with Freud on is penis envy. You see, I don’t feel it’s restricted to women. My theory is that people with small penises, perhaps like you, envy other men, and thus feel a sense of inferiority.” Suffice to say, you’d rather your teacher spend the hour slapping you with papers than inadvertently humiliating you like this, but you never did get an option.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 5>>"Miss $Gilda , did you know that $name is a sissy?” One classmate blurts out at the beginning of the hour, much to the laughter of the rest of the class, save you. “And?” “Well, it means he likes to we…” “That’s relevant how? I’m trying to teach you the meaning of life and you’re too busy thinking and distracting me and the rest of the class with these vapid comments. Did you know Plato considered the body and its senses a distraction for the soul? I would consider this great proof of that. Detention for you.” Your teacher’s harsh put down means that, at least for the next hour, you don’t have to listen to any mockery.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 3>>The whispers have already begun from the moment you enter the classroom. “You know Molly, I bet he has more panties than you!” one girl teases. “Shut up! You should be nicer to him anyway. I hear sissies are really sensitive. You wouldn’t want him to start crying, would you?” “You know, that would be really funny!”\ <<else>>Your teacher welcomes you with much more of a greeting than you get from the students.<</if>> <<if $Day3 is 1 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Jz0hBntZ/Science.jpg]] "Okay, can someone tell me what the opposite of a dominant allele is? Alice?" The girl thinks for a moment before proudly shouting "submissive!" The class starts laughing, and you can see Mr Hawt looking slightly confused. You soon stop paying attention to the lesson, and start paying attention to the girls and the rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 1 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Jz0hBntZ/Science.jpg]] Once the science lesson begins, you inevitably and immediately tune out and admire the beauty of the girls around you. It’s fortunate that this isn’t a practical session, else you probably would have spilled several bottles and flasks of chemicals. Fortunately, Mr Hawt is far too kind to even bring up your likely obvious staring, and that’s assuming he even noticed.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 2 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Bv1QMVTv/Maths.jpg]] “Can anyone tell me what the opposite of a numerator is? Megan?” The silent class turns their attention to the girl, who is visibly struggling. “A dominator?” The class now erupts in laughter, the girl’s face turning red. You soon stop paying attention to the lesson, and start paying attention to the girls. The rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 2 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Bv1QMVTv/Maths.jpg]] As soon as you sit down, you start staring at the cute girls around you. //How could they seriously expect me to do arithmetic in a school filled with such hot women?// Fortunately, Mr Vils is much more laid back than Miss $Gray , so the lesson goes by without issue.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 3 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/MKdTTRZz/English.jpg]] “The act of her standing in the doorway is less physical and more symbolic, as it’s representative of…” You soon stop paying attention to the lesson, and start paying attention to the girls, as well as admiring Miss Bullthrough’s body. The rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 3 and $Horny gt 5>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/MKdTTRZz/English.jpg]] Once the door closes and you’re sat down, you immediately start staring at the girls around you. As you’re admiring a particularly attractive girl at the front of the class, Miss Bullthrough asks you a question, and her gaze tells you she knows exactly what you were doing. You do your best to answer, but the only thing you’ve learnt from this lesson is that boobs are better than books. When the attention goes away from you, you try to be a bit subtler. Instead, you look at your teacher’s generous rear whenever she’s writing on the board, which is hardly a downgrade. The rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 4 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/sgLgPrZ8/Psychology.jpg]] ”As I’m sure you’re all aware, Freud’s idea of the Oedipus complex has largely been debunked, though I’m sure he’d have a field day with all the step-mom porn on the internet.” The only response to Miss Green’s joke is seemingly crickets. You soon zone out, and decide to take the other students as case studies on what turns you on the most.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 4 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/sgLgPrZ8/Psychology.jpg]] When you’re presented with the option between outdated psychological theories and hot uniformed women, you know it’s hardly an option at all. And while some blue balled psychologist might want to analyze your choices like those, you’d rather just admire boobs and butts when you can.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 5 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/3JKNY9TL/Philosophy.jpg]] ”Okay class, get ready, because today we’re tackling the ontological argument. First, I’d like you to think of something which exists in the mind, but not reality, for instance, like Winnie the Pooh.” //Hmm…Catwoman?…Mmm….Catwoman…// “Now, think of something which exists in the mind and in reality, like someone famous.” //Hmm…Riley Reid?...Mmm…Riley Reid…// “Now think of something which exists in reality, but not in your mind.” //Wait…how can I possibly think of something which does not exist in the mind?// You zone out soon after, thinking of Catwoman and Riley Reid.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 5 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/3JKNY9TL/Philosophy.jpg]] Almost as soon your butt lands in its seat, your mind has gone wandering, missing potentially life changing ideas in favor of a fantasy of an ethereal handjob. With how complex philosophy is, if you ever wanted to pay attention, you’d have to be much less horny.<</if>> <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 1>>[[8-2e<-Continue]]<<else>>[[8-2f<-Continue][$H to 16]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 16>><<set $M to 0>>\ <<if $Piss is 1 and $PissS gt 7 and $GrayLunchFail gt 1 or $Piss is 1 and $GrayR lt -2 and $PissS gt 7>><<set $PissS to $PissS + 1>>You walk to Miss $Gray ‘s classroom for yet another miserable hour with your teacher. “It’s about time you showed up. Follow me.” Following her once more, you end up at the toilets. Just by entering them, you get a familiar taste in your mouth. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/sxxs7qGn/Gray-toilet.png]] As before, Miss $Gray goes into a stall by herself and relieves her bladder, the following sound of piss pouring into the toilet only filling you with dread. When she’s done, she summons you to the stall, where you again see her pussy glistening with piss. You kneel at her feet and move your head to the exposed vagina. Tongue sticking out like a panting dog, you swipe it at the wet pussy. Though you once thought that any amount of exposure to the taste could make it seem any less disgusting, you’re actually shocked to realize you’re becoming used to it. The taste remains gross, but you know you can handle it. When you’re confident you’re done, you rinse your mouth out at the sink to get rid of the aftertaste. Miss $Gray congratulates you for doing a good job on her way out. After you’ve done as much as you can, you follow in her footsteps.\ <<elseif $Piss is 1 and $PissS gt 0 and $GrayLunchFail gt 1 or $Piss is 1 and $GrayR lt -2 and $PissS gt 0>><<set $PissS to $PissS + 1>>You walk to Miss $Gray ‘s classroom for yet another miserable hour with your teacher. “It’s about time you showed up. Follow me.” Following her once more, you end up at the toilets. Just by entering them, you get a familiar, unpleasant taste in your mouth. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/sxxs7qGn/Gray-toilet.png]] As before, Miss $Gray goes into a stall by herself and relieves her bladder, the following sound of piss pouring into the toilet only filling you with dread. When she’s done, she summons you to the stall, where you again see her pussy glistening with piss. You kneel at her feet and move your head to the exposed vagina. Tongue sticking out like a panting dog, you swipe it at the wet pussy. You doubt that any amount of exposure to the taste could make it seem any less disgusting. The repulsive taste makes you want to quit, but you only go running for the faucet when you think you’re done, lest you annoy Miss $Gray further. The water at the sink doesn’t immediately cure the foulness, but at least it allows you to feel like you’re doing something. You’re so caught up in rinsing your mouth that you barely acknowledge Miss $Gray leave, but you do hear her laughing on her way out. After you’ve done as much as you can, you follow in her footsteps.\ <<elseif $Piss is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 1 and $GrayR lt -2 or $Piss is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 3>><<set $PissS to $PissS + 1>>You walk to Miss $Gray ‘s classroom for yet another miserable hour with your teacher. “It’s about time you showed up.” It was impossible for you to get here sooner, having only just finished your last lesson “I came as fast as I could.” “Even if I did believe you, that’s not what I’m talking about. Follow me.” She leads you out of the classroom, and you follow at her heels. You notice her walk is different from the normal calm strut you’re used to. She’s moving faster, almost jiggling her hips and is slightly leaned over. You stop outside the teachers’ toilets. “Come on, I don’t need you to wait out here.” Still perplexed by how she thinks following her to the restroom is a punishment, you follow her inside. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/sxxs7qGn/Gray-toilet.png]] Miss $Gray hurries inside one of the few stalls, leaving you to admire the sanitary room. The staff toilets are a certain level up from the lowly ones you’re forced to use. The luxurious facility has clean sinks, stalls that lock, and lights that don’t flicker constantly. In the background, you hear a faint trickle of liquid falling into a pool. You realize it’s Miss $Gray releasing her bladder. You think you even hear a sigh of relief from the same stall. When the sound stops, your teacher calls for you “you can come in now.” You’re standing outside the stall, not quite believing what you heard. “I don’t understand what you need me for.” “Just get in here!” Pulling open the door, Miss $Gray is sitting on the toilet. Obviously you expected this sight, but it’s still amazing that she’s allowing you to see her this way. Her skirt is pulled down beneath her knees, as are her pantyhose and panties, which are piled up in a mess of material. You don’t get to admire the sight for long. “I know you must be confused, but given your extreme disregard for me and my rules, I figured I needed to punish you dramatically. Now, help me wipe the piss.” Relieved that this was all she had in mind, you kneel down and put a hand on the toilet roll, but Miss $Gray slaps it away. “You really think you deserve to use that? No, use your mouth.” //What?!// You look at her dripping pussy. There’s piss clinging to it like a spider dangling from the underside of a surface. Her messy relieving of her bladder leaves you in a bind. On the one hand, it means you get to lick her pussy, which would surely feel satisfying considering how much her body teases you on a daily basis. However, licking up the urine that’s coating it doesn’t sound appealing in the least. “Screw this.” She wraps one of her hands around the back of your head, pulling you in and down, until your mouth is mushed against her vagina. Panicking in the cramped environment, you stick out your tongue and begin rapidly licking. You lack technique, but try to clean between every fold and cranny just to get free of her grasp. And while you had hoped the loving taste of her pussy would distract you from the pee, the feel of it on your lips, gums and tongue is simply overpowering. The flavor can only be described by synonyms of foul. The rancid taste lingers even after Miss $Gray lets go, and you go spilling to the floor. You dash over to the sink and twist the knob. Pressing your mouth against the metal faucet, you’re content to drown if it means getting rid of the demonic aftertaste. You rinse, gargle, spit and swallow, but nothing seems to cure it. So devoted to trying to clean your mouth, you’re deaf to Miss $Gray , who walks over to you, smiling. “I guess that worked. Feel free to leave once you’re ready.” She heads out the door, and you’re left on your own. 15 minutes later, you leave yourself. The taste is still there, but you try to ignore it’s foul remnants.\ <<elseif $LickedGrayheels is 0>><<set $LickedGrayHeels to 1>><<set $FootFetish to $FootFetish + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 2>>You walk to Miss $Gray ‘s classroom for yet another miserable hour with your teacher. Miss $Gray stays at her desk once you enter, but she does move her chair out to reveal the alcove underneath. Without clarifying what she wants you to do, she beckons for you to kneel down there. The ground isn’t comfortable, but Miss $Gray pulls her chair back in to seal you in your place. Her heels are dangling right under your nose. “My shoes are waiting. You’re not allowed out until they’re sparkling.” There’s no cloth in sight, so you’re still confused, but a loud sigh cuts that thought off. “Use your tongue.” Disgusted at the thought, you try to look up, only now realizing you can’t see her face. She moves her shoe to your lips, giving you a small taste. To your surprise, it isn’t repulsive. Giving it a chance, you open your mouth and put the toe of her shoe in your mouth. It’s a plain taste, the shiny material lacking any discernible flavor beside humiliation. With the shoe now wet, you lick it with your tongue, which pleasantly glides across it. Despite it being an objectively demeaning act, you continue shining her black high heels, while she types away at her computer. When she switches positions, you change your attention to the alternate shoe. When you look up, you hope for a beautiful view of her panites, but her sensibly sized skirt and closed thighs prevent it. Regardless, you continue your task. You have to move your neck a lot to reach the rest of the shoe, but you’re so committed to the task that you do it. After the toe, you make your way up the main body of the shoe, working the part closest to her actual heel, before teasing yourself by cleaning the stiletto. Its phallic shape makes it the most demeaning part, but you find yourself enjoying it the most. After an immeasurable amount of time, Miss $Gray stands, allowing you to return to your feet. After so long in your submissive pose, your knees ache. “I wasn’t expecting much, but you’ve certainly surpassed my expectations.” She leans over for an even closer view. “Maybe I’ll have to punish you more often - you didn’t get to the underside.” With her apparent dismissal, she allows you to walk out, the peculiar taste still lingering in your mouth.\ <<else>><<set $FootFetish to $FootFetish + 1>>You walk to Miss $Gray ‘s classroom for yet another miserable hour with your teacher. Miss $Gray stays at her desk once you enter, but she does move her chair out to reveal the alcove underneath. You understand what she wants you to do, so you kneel down at her feet. The ground isn’t comfortable, but Miss $Gray slides her chair in to entomb you in your submissive position. Her heels are dangling under your nose like an oncoming sneeze. She moves her shoe to your lips, giving you a small taste. You begin by sucking on the tip of the shoes, trying to engulf it like you were speed running eating ice cream. The display could only be more pathetic if the shoes were open toed. Wetting your appetite, you continue on by sliding your tongue on the curved surface. Even in the dark alcove you’re stuck in, you can see the shoes reflecting from its saliva coating. Despite it being an objectively demeaning act, you continue shining her black high heels, while she types away at her computer. When she switches positions, you change your attention to the alternate shoe. Any thoughts of looking up are dismissed in favor of continuing your task like a steadfast steward. You have to move your neck a lot to reach the rest of the shoe, but you’re so committed to the task that you do it. After the toe, you make your way up the main body of the shoe, working the part closest to her actual heel, before teasing yourself by cleaning the stiletto. Its phallic shape makes it the most demeaning part, but you find yourself enjoying it the most. After an immeasurable amount of time, Miss $Gray stands, allowing you to return to your feet. After so long in your submissive pose, your knees ache. You can’t help but feel the task wasn’t done, having missed the underside of the shoe. You recover as she returns to her work, having experienced another session of discipline from your teacher. With her dismal, you leave Farrix.<</if>> [[8-2f<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

<<set $GrayLunchFail to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] You walk out of Farrix, your chastity key still around the ankle of $Ash . <<if $A gt 0>>[[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>> <<if $Stress gt 9>>You feel too stressed to not go straight home<</if>>\ <<if $Stress lt 10 and $A gt 0>>[[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>>

<<set $Dial to 100000>><<set $Code to 0>><<set $CC2 to 3>><<set $Fem to 33>>\ <<set $AshAskStockings to 0, $AshAskClitty to 0, $AshAskTucking to 0, $AshAskLock to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/KjrZKnX1/Mall-event.jpg]] You decide to wait for $Ash to see what she wants. After a quick text, she promises to be there soon. <<if $AshMad is 0>><<set $M to $M + 15>>It doesn’t take long for your friend to arrive, and when she does, she’s visibly out of breath. “I came…as fast as I could. Thanks for meeting me.”<<else>><<set $H to $H + 1>>Your phone counts the time you’re left waiting for her. No amount of mobile games can occupy the hour it takes for $Ash to arrive, and she’s not in the least bit apologetic for making you twiddle your thumbs. “Come on, we’ve got stuff to do.”<</if>> $Ash leads you through the mall, where you struggle to make conversation, and she doesn’t elaborate on what her plans are, though they seem to be clear once the two of you arrive at Eclipse Clothing. “You brought the money, right?” She inquires as you walk in. Double-checking, you press your hand on your pocket. “Yeah. What’s it for?” <<if $AshMad is 0>>”Well, I wanted a better idea of your style, so we’re going to see what you look like in some new clothes.” You walk in tandem through the expansive store, and you’re left to look on as $Ash selects what she wants to see you in, disregarding or just straight up ignoring your suggestions. When she selects a pair of cute denim shorts with a stitched-in floral design, you show her a more modest style. When she grabs a pair of black leather leggings, you present a denim alternative. Along the way, she even picks out a bunch of articles for herself. By the time you’re in the changing stalls together, your arms are exhausted. “Hmm, I think I want to see you in these first!” She thrusts the leather leggings back into your arms once you’ve dropped the rest of the load down. You strip down as you’ve become accustomed to doing in front of women. Getting the pants on proves to be a nightmare, though you wouldn’t be surprised if $Ash deliberately picked out a pair that were too small. To say they lack modesty would be the understatement of the century, as the sight in the mirror shows your pronounced chastity cage that would instantly show off to everyone what you’re packing. “Maybe we should do something about that.” She unclasps the delicate anklet she’s wearing and slides off the key. After encouraging you to expose your penis to her, she unlocks your cage, but rather than letting your member hang loosely like you’re used to, she tucks it back beneath your scrotum, before pulling your underwear up to trap it in place. When you lift up the leggings to complete the outfit, the view is much more appealing. There’s still a slight bump, but it isn’t terribly noticeable. “Turn around.” After you do, you feel her slap your ass “man, they make your booty look sweeter than a bucket of candy.” You show her the rest of the outfits she picked out. She doesn’t say much bad, only the occasional “it would look nicer if you had bigger boobs” or “if only your clitty was a little smaller.” If she’s being honest that they actually look good, then $Ash certainly has an eye for what suits you. After an hour of modeling clothes, you’re thankful that $Ash says you’re finally ready to leave. “Come here first though, we need to get that little clitty back in it’s cage.” You strip down one final time to give her access to your cock, which was only staying flaccid because of it’s awkward position. She puts the cage back on, but rather than use the normal lock, you’re confused to see $Ash pull out another lock, and trap your cage shut with it. You examine the new device, and see that it has no hole for a key, but rather several different dials, all with numbers on. “Miss $Gray told me that she gave you the key when you were good, but I guess she never realized you could have easily copied it in that time. You see, this is exactly why I’m a much better trainer for you.” You spin the 5 dials, seeing that they all have 10 digits on. “I wouldn’t try breaking out of that if I were you. You’d be there an awful long time.” “So how much of these clothes do you think we should buy?” You ask, looking at the large collection of clothing you brought in with you. “Oh, we’re not buying any of it.” “What? Then, why did we even come here?” “I told you, to see what your style is.” “So why did I have to bring the money?” “That’s for me, silly. I needed to add something new to my wardrobe.” You can’t help but feel defeated. All that time dressing up, and you aren’t going to have anything to show for it. “Don’t be disappointed, because I have something else for you. Something much sexier.” She reaches into her bag once more, pulling out a package, structurally identical to a box of pantyhose, but the alluring image on the front reveals it to be something much more sultry. The model is wearing sexy stockings, which are much more eye-catching than regular pantyhose. “I stopped by Satin Diva the other day and got you these for being such a good sissy. Go ahead, try them on.” You remove the rest of your clothing and bust open the box. “Careful now, you wouldn’t want to risk tearing them.” Using the same technique for pantyhose, you bunch up one of the stockings before gently pulling it up your leg. After repeating the process, you have two sexy stockings on your legs. You actually find them easier to put on than pantyhose, since you didn’t have to awkwardly dance them up over your hips. $Ash and you look at the beautiful image in the mirror. They draw attention up to your crotch, and help frame your body in a way that would capture anyone’s attention. The beautiful shade helps paint your legs, while the lace band at the top ensures that they are hot from top to bottom. “Nice, right? I’m sure you feel like such a slut, so cover up, and let’s leave.” You follow her order and get dressed, but figure you can still talk while you do. [[Ash C1b<-Ask about stockings][$H to $H + 1, $AshAskStockings to 1]] [[Ash C1b<-Ask about her calling your penis a “clitty”][$H to $H + 1, $AshAskClitty to 1]] [[Ash C1b<-Ask about tucking][$H to $H + 1, $AshAskTucking to 1]] [[Ash C1b<-Ask about the new lock][$H to $H + 1, $AshAskLock to 1]]\ <<elseif $AshMad is 1>>”I need a better idea of your style, so we’re going to see what you look like in some clothes that I pick out.” You walk in tandem through the expansive store, and you’re left to look on as $Ash selects what she wants to see you in, disregarding or just straight up ignoring your suggestions. When she selects a pair of cute denim shorts with a stitched-in floral design, you show her a more modest style. When she grabs a pair of black leather leggings, you present a denim alternative. Along the way, she even picks out a bunch of articles for herself. By the time you’re in the changing stalls together, your arms are exhausted. “Hmm, I think I want to see you in these first!” She thrusts the leather leggings back into your arms once you’ve dropped the rest of the load down. You strip down as you’ve become accustomed to doing in front of women. Getting the pants on proves to be a nightmare, though you wouldn’t be surprised if $Ash deliberately picked out a pair that were too small. To say they lack modesty would be the understatement of the century, as the sight in the mirror shows your pronounced chastity cage that would instantly show off to everyone what you’re packing. “Maybe we should do something about that.” She unclasps the delicate anklet she’s wearing and slides off the key. After encouraging you to expose your penis to her, she unlocks your cage, but rather than letting your member hang loosely like you’re used to, she tucks it back beneath your scrotum, before pulling your underwear up to trap it in place. When you lift up the leggings to complete the outfit, the view is much more appealing. There’s still a slight bump, but it isn’t terribly noticeable. “Turn around.” After you do, you feel her slap your ass “man, they make your booty look sweeter than a bucket of candy. If you keep being troublesome, I might have to spank it.” You show her the rest of the outfits she picked out. She doesn’t say much bad, only the occasional “it would look nicer if you had bigger boobs” or “if only your clitty was a little smaller.” If she’s being honest that they actually look good, then $Ash certainly has an eye for what suits you. Of course, she keeps complaining that you could be changing quicker. After an hour of modeling clothes, you’re thankful that $Ash says you’re finally ready to leave. “Come here first though, we need to get that little clitty back in it’s cage.” You strip down one final time to give her access to your cock, which was only staying flaccid because of it’s awkward position. She puts the cage back on, but rather than use the normal lock, you’re confused to see $Ash pull out another lock, and trap your cage shut with it. You examine the new device, and see that it has no hole for a key, but rather several different dials, all with numbers on. “Miss $Gray told me that she gave you the key when you were good, but I guess she never realized you could have easily copied it in that time. You see, this is exactly why I’m a much better trainer for you. You’ll be the hottest sissy in no time with me around.” You spin the 5 dials, seeing that they all have 10 digits on. “I wouldn’t try breaking out of that if I were you. You’d be there an awful long time.” “So how much of these clothes do you think we should buy?” You ask, looking at the large collection of clothing you brought in with you. “Stupid sissy, we’re not buying any of it.” “What? Then, why did we even come here?” “I told you, to see what your style is. And because I want to.” “But why did I need to bring the money?” “That’s for me, silly. I needed to add something new to my wardrobe. Consider it payment for having such a goddess for a guide.” You can’t help but feel defeated. All that time dressing up, and you aren’t going to have anything to show for it. “Don’t be disappointed, because I have something else for you. Something much sexier. But you’ll have to wait a moment for that.” [[Ash C1b<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]<</if>>

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/hvxsW1J3/Dial-1.jpg]] <<if $Stress gt 9>><<set $Stress to 10>><</if>>\ <<if $Dial lt 26000>><<set $CC3 to 1>><<set $Code to 1>>”YES!” You yell at the top of your lungs at the lock finally buckling under your relentless tenacity. The dopamine floods your system like a tsunami as you pull off the cage, allowing your penis to finally grow back to life. The freedom is sweeter than anytime Miss $Gray allowed you the key. This took hours, days even, and you earned your liberty. Despite your celebration, you figure you should still wear the cage when seeing $Ash , or even Miss $Gray , in case someone decides to check on the lock. You look down at the defeated mechanism. 74779 - the code to finally crack it. //I wonder what the significance of that is// [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 2, $Stress to $Stress - 4]]\ <<elseif $H gt 22>>There are only $Dial possibilities left. <<set $Dial to $Dial - 2000>> //Okay, 3600 seconds in an hour. If I can go at 1 attempt per second, I should have this done in…eventually// You spin at the dials, going up 1 value at a time. In reality, 3600 attempts in an hour is too optimistic. You crank out 2000 possibilities, though your willpower and output inevitably slips near the end. The arduous task kills your thoughts of anything sexual, but leaves you wanting to do anything but mindlessly spin dials. Now, there’s only $Dial more possibilities. //sigh// It's too late to do that [[Computer<-Stop][$Horny to $Horny - 1, $Stress to $Stress + 1, $H to $H + 1]]\ <<elseif $H lt 23>>There are only $Dial possibilities left. <<set $Dial to $Dial - 2000>> //Okay, 3600 seconds in an hour. If I can go at 1 attempt per second, I should have this done in…eventually// You spin at the dials, going up 1 value at a time. In reality, 3600 attempts in an hour is too optimistic. You crank out 2000 possibilities, though your willpower and output inevitably slips near the end. The arduous task kills your thoughts of anything sexual, but leaves you wanting to do anything but mindlessly spin dials. Now, there’s only $Dial more possibilities. //sigh// [[Dial<-Keep trying][$Horny to $Horny - 1, $Stress to $Stress + 1, $H to $H + 1]] [[Computer<-Stop][$Horny to $Horny - 1, $Stress to $Stress + 1, $H to $H + 1]]<</if>>

<<if $AshMad is 0>><<set $Stockings1 to 1, $StockingsA to 1, $SocksM to 0, $TightsA to 0, $TightsB to 0, $TightsC to 0, $TightsD to 0, $TightsE to 0, $PantyhoseA to 0, $PantyhoseB to 0, $PantyhoseC to 0, $PantyhoseD to 0, $PantyhoseE to 0, $PantyhoseF to 0, $PantyhoseG to 0, $PantyhoseH to 0>><</if>><<if $AshAskStockings is 1>>”I’m a bit confused. I’ve seen so many styles of these. How come these stay up and some don’t? “Well, those that you are wearing are thigh highs. They have a band at the top with silicone rings inside to help them stay up.” You peel them back, seeing the clear rings inside that amazingly aren't sticky to the touch. “Some of them don’t have that though. They require a garter belt, unless you want to be pulling them back up all day. Those are a whole other level of sexy. You can get one from Satin Diva. Of course, garter straps can come with other pieces of lingerie, like panties or a corset. Quick tip: panties go over the straps. It makes it easier to pee, or to have fun. That’s something they have over pantyhose, in addition to being sexier. Also, stockings are also easier to replace, since they’re two items not one. I know there’s a lot of nomenclature when it comes to lingerie, but “stockings” is kind of a catch-all term, regardless of whether they need a garter or not. And one last thing: if you’re going to wear stockings under a short skirt, be mindful of the band. If a man can see the lace top, it’ll drive him wild.” “They’re just like socks, but better in every way.”\ <<elseif $AshAskTucking is 1>>”How come you were able to make my…penis stay like that?” “You don’t know about tucking? You really are an uneducated sissy. If you pull your clitty back beneath your balls you can keep it in place with your underwear. Of course, you can wear pantyhose as well to help add strength to it. I suppose that’s something they have over stockings. You could keep it in place with tape, though I’d be careful with that, unless you’re into cbt, in which case go wild. It can be done if you’re going to wear something tight, like those leggings, or even if you wanted to model some lingerie and look convincing. It’s done by guys in drag all the time. Unfortunately, it’s more important that your little clitty stays locked than it is to tuck it, so you won’t be getting much practice.”\ <<elseif $AshAskClitty is 1>>”Why do you keep calling it that? My “clitty?”” “Because that’s what it is, silly sissy. Do you really think you have a “cock” or “penis”? Because if you did, you’d be able to satisfy me, or any other woman. But your little staff wasn’t meant for that. Priapus decided that you were comedic relief in the genitalia department, so that’s how you’ll stay. You may still think of it as a man’s tool, but your outlook will change eventually. Of course, some sissies are given even smaller clitties. Maybe one day, you’ll aspire to be like them." //Yeah, right//\ <<elseif $AshAskLock is 1>>”Do you really think I have another key?” “Maybe. But it also serves to remind you that I’m in charge of you now, not Miss $Gray , and you can see that everytime you look at your little clitty.” “What about that anklet? You wear the key on it, and this doesn’t need it.” “I know, but aren’t you humiliated by other people seeing it? Don’t you worry that someone can see us out together, and know that I keep your clit under lock and key? Because you need to be used to that feeling of humiliation. It’s one of the few things in a sissy’s life that is constant. It’s also another symbol of your status as a submissive, just as how that new lock is a symbol of my power over you, or how your clit is a symbol of your inferiority to men.”<</if>> You and $Ash walk out of the changing room and return the clothes you tried on to their respective racks. After that, $Ash insists you pay for the items she wants, her justification being that <<if $AshMad is 0>><<set $Money to $Money - 50>>you need to get used to doing what she wants.<<else>><<set $Money to $Money - 100>>you’re her bitch.<</if>> <<if $AshMad is 0>>When you walk out the shop you hand the bag of $Ash ‘s clothes to her. “That’s your first test done. I need to prepare for your next one, but I’ll let you know when I’m ready. Keep this up, and you’ll be a full fledged sissy in no time!” She proclaims that part far too loudly for your liking, and she saunters away with her bag of clothes. You look at yourself in a tall mirror attached to one of the walls of the mall. You just spent 50$ on a woman and all you got in exchange was a new lock on your chastity device and a pair of stockings. At least they hold up by themselves. //And look pretty. Maybe I should go to Satin Diva myself and get some more, or perhaps a garter belt// [[Mall<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 3]]\ <<elseif $AshMad is 1>>When you walk out the shop you hand $Ash her bag. “I can’t wait to show these off. In fact, how about I do that now? Let’s go to the toilet to change.” “I’ll just stay out here until you’re back” you suggest as you find yourself outside the toilets. “I don’t think so, I want you to come in there with me.” “I can’t go into the women's toilets!” You reply in a mix of a yell and yet somehow hushed voice. “You can and you will. It’s important you get used to being seen as a woman, because you’re much closer to that than a man. Besides, don’t you want that present I have for you? Now come on, little bitch.” “Wait…wait, can we at least wait until there aren’t that many people around?” $Ash sighs “fine, if that’s what it takes.” You two linger for a few minutes, until the foot traffic dies down. $Ash seems to realize that unless she drags you in, you probably don’t have the guts to do it yourself, so she grabs you by the hand and pulls you into the toilets.<</if>> <<if $KissAshShoes is 1 and $AshMad is 1>>[[Ash C1c<-Continue][$M to $M + 30, $UniformUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $ShoesUn to 1]]<<elseif $KissAshShoes is 0 and $AshMad is 1>>[[Ash C1c<-Continue][$M to $M + 30, $UniformUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $ShoesUn to 1, $UnderwearUn to 1, $BraUn to 1, $SportsBraUn to 1]]<</if>>

<<set $SocksM to 0, $TightsA to 0, $TightsB to 0, $TightsC to 0, $TightsD to 0, $TightsE to 0, $PantyhoseA to 0, $PantyhoseB to 0, $PantyhoseC to 0, $PantyhoseD to 0, $PantyhoseE to 0, $PantyhoseF to 0, $PantyhoseG to 0, $PantyhoseH to 0>>\ <<set $Stockings1 to 1, $StockingsA to 1>>\ Glancing around, there’s no one at the sinks, though there are women occupying some of the stalls. $Ash ushers you into one together. It’s a tight squeeze, and you two have to speak in whispers to avoid raising attention. $Ash reaches into her bag and pulls out a small box in her hands that’s almost identical to a box of pantyhose, but the alluring image on the front reveals it to be something much more sultry. The model is wearing sexy stockings, which are much more eye-catching than regular pantyhose. “I stopped by Satin Diva the other day and got these for my new sissy. Go ahead, try them on.” <<if $KissAshShoes is 1 and $Stress lt 6>>After taking off your outer clothes, you bust open the box. “Careful now, you wouldn’t want to risk tearing them.” Using the same technique for pantyhose, you bunch up one of the stockings before gently pulling it up your leg. After repeating the process, you have two sexy stockings on your legs. You actually find them easier to put on than pantyhose, since you didn’t have to awkwardly dance them up over your hips. “You look SO slutty right now. I think you should wear them more often to get used to that whorish feeling. I can see it already, those pretty legs of yours on the floor, kneeling beneath a man. Don’t I deserve praise for such a kind gift?” “Tha…” $Ash gives you a vicious slap across your cheek. “No, idiot. The same way you thanked me before, get on your pretty knees and kiss.” You do as she asks, rationalizing that this is actually easier since you can't be seen by anyone. Your eyes can only see the bathroom floor and $Ash shoes, which you give a kiss to on the toe. Rotating your head left and right, it’s humiliating to realize you're on the same level as so many feet and just inches from the floor. Standing back up, $Ash is holding her bag closely. “Good job. I’ll see you at school.” You’re about to ask why she’s leaving so suddenly but she’s already out the stall door, and when you go to pursue her you hear voices coming to the toilets, cornering you back inside. You can’t understand $Ash ‘s abrupt exit, but it becomes clear once you realize the stall is empty of your clothes. You’re left in your underwear inside of the women’s toilets, with your clothes in the fleeing bag of the woman who also controls your cock. You’re fucked. Or so you think, but maybe you could pull a big dick move and just walk out nonchalantly. Sure it’s obvious like this that you’re a guy, and being so naked is going to attract all the eyes anyway, but you don’t have much choice if you want to get out of here. Alternatively, you could just wait until it’s closing time to walk out, but it’s not like that guarantees you wouldn’t run into anyone anyway. Looking around to see if you have any other options, you look up to find a vent covering. If you could get it open, it could lead to a way of escape. [[Ash C Walk<-Walk out][$H to $H + 1]] [[Ash C Wait<-Wait][$H to 20, $M to 0]] [[Ash C Vent<-Try to open the vent][$H to $H + 1]]\ <<elseif $KissAshShoes is 1 and $Stress gt 5>>After taking off your outer clothes, you bust open the box. “Careful now, you wouldn’t want to risk tearing them.” Using the same technique for pantyhose, you bunch up one of the stockings before gently pulling it up your leg. After repeating the process, you have two sexy stockings on your legs. You actually find them easier to put on than pantyhose, since you didn’t have to awkwardly dance them up over your hips. “You look SO slutty right now. I think you should wear them more often to get used to that whorish feeling. I can see it already, those pretty legs of yours on the floor, kneeling beneath a man. Don’t I deserve praise for such a kind gift?” “Tha…” $Ash gives you a vicious slap across your cheek. “No, idiot. The same way you thanked me before, get on your pretty knees and kiss.” You do as she asks, rationalizing that this is actually easier since you can't be seen by anyone. Your eyes can only see the bathroom floor and $Ash shoes, which you give a kiss to on the toe. Rotating your head left and right, it’s humiliating to realize you're on the same level as so many feet and just inches from the grimy floor. Standing back up, $Ash is holding her bag closely. “Good job. I’ll see you at school.” You’re about to ask why she’s leaving so suddenly but she’s already out the stall door, and when you go to pursue her you hear voices coming to the toilets, cornering you back inside. You can’t understand $Ash ‘s abrupt exit, but it becomes clear once you realize the stall is empty of your clothes. You’re left in your underwear inside of the women’s toilets, with your clothes in the fleeing bag of the woman who also controls your cock. You’re fucked. If you were feeling more confident, you might have been able to entertain the idea of leaving in nothing but your undies, but that’s hardly an option in your stress filled mind. You could wait until it’s closing time to walk out, but it’s not like that guarantees you wouldn’t run into anyone. Looking around to see if you have any other options, you look up to find a vent covering. If you could get it open, it could lead to a way of escape. You’re too stressed to walk out. [[Ash C Wait<-Wait][$H to 20, $M to 0]] [[Ash C Vent<-Try to open the vent][$H to $H + 1]]\ <<elseif $KissAshShoes is 0>>After taking off your outer clothes, you’re about to open the box when $Ash stops you “no, take all your clothes off. I need to see just how slutty you can look.” Stripping completely, you bust open the box. “Careful now, you wouldn’t want to risk tearing them.” Using the same technique for pantyhose, you bunch up one of the stockings before gently pulling it up your leg. After repeating the process, you have two sexy stockings on your legs. You actually find them easier to put on than pantyhose, since you didn’t have to awkwardly dance them up over your hips. “You look SO slutty right now. I think you should wear them more often to get used to that whorish feeling. I can see it already, those pretty legs of yours on the floor, kneeling beneath a man. Don’t I deserve praise for such a kind gift?” “Tha…” $Ash gives you a vicious slap across your cheek. “No, idiot. The same way you should have thanked me before, get on your pretty knees and kiss.” You do as she asks, rationalizing that this is actually easier since you can't be seen by anyone. Your eyes can only see the bathroom floor and $Ash shoes, which you give a kiss to on the toe. Rotating your head left and right, it’s humiliating to realize you're on the same level as so many feet and just inches from the floor. Standing back up, $Ash is holding her bag closely. “Good job. I’ll see you at school.” You’re about to ask why she’s leaving so suddenly but she’s already out the stall door, and when you go to pursue her you hear voices coming to the toilets, cornering you back inside. You can’t understand $Ash ‘s abrupt exit, but it becomes clear once you realize the stall is empty of your clothes. You’re left in nothing but a pair of stockings in the women’s toilets, with your clothes in the fleeing bag of the woman who also controls your cock. You’re fucked. There’s no way you can get out of this. Not only would walking out of here like this be social suicide, it would be a quick trip to a jail cell as well. After considering that possibility, you decide that leaving once the mall closes would be a much better bet, though it’s far from flawless. Looking around to see if you have any other options, you look up to find a vent covering. If you could get it open, it could lead to a way of escape. [[Ash C Wait<-Wait][$H to 20, $M to 0]] [[Ash C Vent<-Try to open the vent][$H to $H + 1]]<</if>>

There’s no time like the present. You try to amp yourself up by shouting in your head and recounting all the advice you’ve ever been given about not caring about other people’s opinion. Unlatching the door, you walk out into the wild. Just as you’re about to walk out the toilets, the entrance way gets blocked by a pair of young women coming in. They don’t say anything as you walk past them, but you feel their gaze on you like floodlights. The journey through the entire mall is much more humiliating though. There are more women laughing than there are silent. Some of them try to be subtle with their giggles and staring, while others are brutally honest with their laughter, which causes more than a few to get second hand embarrassment. <<if $Bra is 1>>The bra on your chest not only makes you seem more pathetic, it outlines how out of place you are because of how it isn’t holding up anything. More than that though, it draws more attention to your upper body, making it more likely people will see and remember your face. <</if>>Men join in on the chorus of mockery. To them, there’s not a man walking through the mall, <<if $PantiesM is 0>>there’s a sissy wearing panties which do next to nothing to hide the chastity cage beneath. Today would have been a great day to wear boxers.<<else>>there’s a fool wearing underwear which don't do nearly enough to conceal the impression of the chastity cage underneath.<</if>> There are elderly people looking on, tutting to themselves, sure to have fuels for a decade of rants. Shoppers and sellers alike stop mid transaction to stare in any mix of disgust, laughter and confusion. The stockings are by far the worst part, though. Without them, it could have just been a simple prank or a dare to an onlooker, but the slutty lingerie on your legs makes it seem like you’re a lost whore who’s far too drugged up to know where they are. <<if $ShaveLegs lt 8>>Also ruining that theory is your smooth legs, demonstrating that you’re feminine more often than just now. <</if>><<if $PaintedToes gt 0>>They certainly don’t have a great synergy with your painted toes, which only give yet another thing for people to laugh at.<</if>> The seemingly endless mall finally lets you escape it’s cruel dungeon. It’s not that there aren’t people on the street who point, mock and chuckle at your expense though, but it’s just that there are less of them. You take as many backstreets and shortcuts as you can to get the asylum of home. Waiting on the porch is a convenient pile of clothing that was stolen from you, neatly folded like their absence didn’t cause you the greatest humiliation you’ve ever experienced. On top is a cute note written on a scrap of paper. “This is what it’s like to be my slut.” [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $Stress to 10 , $Horny to $Horny - 2]]

Opting for the choice which conveniently requires the least amount of action now, you twiddle your thumbs and think about how $Ash tricked you into this cruel situation. No matter how much you promise yourself that you’ll never let her do this to you again, it doesn’t change the present situation. With zero way to tell the time, you have no idea how much longer you have to wait. But you ride through the peak time of foot traffic in the mall until there are less and less people entering the toilets. The last person to come in yells inside “anyone in here?” With no answer, they turn the light off to leave you in darkness. //Finally, I can get out of here// You wait an extra torturous half hour to ensure that there’s no one in the mall before leaving. It feels great to stretch your legs, but not nearly as good as it will feel to be back home, you wager. The main area of the mall is like something from a horror movie. There’s no artificial light, but the glass ceiling of the structure allows for some dramatic moonlight to guide your way. All the shops are secured with closed shutters, and the court areas have ominously empty chairs and clear tables. Most disturbing of all though, is the complete lack of any noise. The only sounds to be heard are the slaps of your nylon feet on the floor. Navigating your way to one of the many entries to the mall, you push against the door only for it to refuse to budge. It’s a massive oversight on your part to have forgotten that the doors would be locked. //I’ll have to try one of the other doors, or may…// That train of thought gets derailed when you realize there’s a flashlight pointed deliberately at you from the rear. Holding your breath, you slowly turn around… [[Ash C Wait 2<-Continue]]

<<set $H to $H + 1>>\ Stepping on the toilet for extra height, you test the vent cover. You can see it budges slightly against your weight. The only way for it to open is if you put all your mass into it, but the noise would probably attract too much attention. For the next hour, you keep pulling at the grate when you think there’s no one in the toilets. It’s frustrating to exert all your strength but have to stop when the door swings open. Eventually though, the cover gives and loudly drops to the floor, allowing you to ungracefully climb into the metal catacombs. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/xCRYGh39/Vent.jpg]] You slither through the tunnels head first, and you’d struggle to go back now thanks to the tiny room you have. You can barely stretch your elbows without them colliding with the hard metal walls. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/2SzhzFTg/Vent.jpg]] One thing that movies have never accurately portrayed, you now learn, is how dark vents are. There’s no lighting in the tunnels, so you can barely see a meter ahead of you, but you keep crawling through like you're about to takedown a henchman anyway. There’s little noise to be heard either. There are some muffled voices that are far too incoherent to understand, and a gentle hum of machinery that echoes in the vent system. <<if $KissAshShoes is 0>>Other than that, there’s the scratching of your chastity cage against the aluminum paneling.<</if>> After taking many guesses of left or right, you keep crawling forward until you want to or not. You find yourself on a slant downwards - so steep that you can’t stop yourself from plummeting down. The last thing you see before the terrifying end to the slide is daylight. For a moment, you feel weightless, even though gravity is dragging you down quickly. The rare feeling ends as you drop into a cushiony pillow of garbage bags. It’s not hard to realize that you’re in a dumpster. Not only because of the trash, but also the foul smell which slithers it’s disgusting scent into your sinuses. You look up to see it’s about a 3 meter drop into the dumpster. You could have very easily died in your humiliating outfit, or lack thereof, were it not for the garbage you're laying in. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/0Njpq1rB/Dumpster.jpg]] <<if $KissAshShoes is 1>>Despite that, it’s still gross. You look down to see your formerly new and beautiful stockings now look worse than if they were worn a thousand times. Your underwear is stained from a mixture of drinks, yogurt and ice cream. You feel a similar concoction drying in your hair. It’s so foul that you think it may have been better to simply have walked out of the mall. Clambering out of the giant trash can, you see you’re in a neglected part of the car park which only hosts delivery and garbage trucks. From here, you figure you can probably take enough backstreets and shortcuts to get home with very few people seeing you. That hope, combined with the disgust of all the dirt and grime living on your skin, gives you all the encouragement you need to get away from here. And in the first pleasant thing to happen today, you didn’t run into anyone on the embarrassing journey home. Waiting on the porch is a convenient pile of clothing that was stolen from you, neatly folded like their absence didn’t cause you the greatest humiliation you’ve ever experienced. On top is a cute note written on a scrap of paper. “This is what it’s like to be my slut.” You take them inside the asylum of your house before removing your clothes stained with the pungent smell of trash and bad memories. You throw away the stockings, which were far too ripped to be fashionable, but do your best to salvage the rest of the underwear. //Maybe I could get some new stockings for myself at Satin Diva// After taking the longest shower you can dream of, you try to recover from the traumatic experience. [[Room<-Continue][$H to 21, $Stress to 10 , $Horny to $Horny - 2, $StockingsA to 0, $Stockings1 to 0]]\ <<else>>Despite that, it’s still gross. You look down to see your formerly new and beautiful stockings now look worse than if they were worn a thousand times. There’s a crude concoction of drinks, yogurt and ice cream drying in your hair. You also don’t know where exactly you landed. There could be a hundred people around, or zero. Considering you’re still almost naked, you decide to wait until dark. It takes hours. And hours. And hours. But eventually, you peek out with cautious eyes to see that there’s nobody to be seen under the moonlight. Clambering out of the giant garbage can, you’re happy to be back to your feet, and you set off home. You take as many backstreets and shortcuts as you know about while remaining wary about anyone who might see a sight they wouldn’t be able to forget. The feeling of your nylon-clad feet on the cold concrete is as foreign as your naked adventure. Glancing at the bottom of your feet, you see the underside of the hosiery is scratched and torn to nothing resembling the glamor they once held. Similarly, the air is unfamiliar at this time of night, especially against your almost, but not quite, bare legs. Waiting on the porch once you reach the asylum of your house is a convenient pile of clothing that was stolen from you, neatly folded like their absence didn’t cause you the greatest humiliation you’ve ever experienced. On top is a cute note written on a scrap of paper. “This is what it’s like to be my slut.” You take them inside the safety of your house before removing your stockings stained with the pungent smell of trash and bad memories, which you throw away like a receipt. //Maybe I could get some new stockings for myself at Satin Diva// After taking the longest shower you can dream of, you try to recover from the traumatic experience. [[Room<-Continue][$H to 22, $Stress to 10 , $Horny to $Horny - 2, $StockingsA to 0, $Stockings1 to 0]]<</if>>

[[Room<-Return]] [[Closet]] - Underwear drawer - [[Vanity table]] <<if $Panties1 is 1>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/WbDkCRYG/Underwear-drawer.png]]<</if>> <<if $Home is 0>>__Underwear__<<else>>__Panties__<</if>> \ <<if $Home gt 0>>==Boxers==<<elseif $PantiesM is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Boxers][$PantiesM to 1, $PantiesA to 0, $PantiesB to 0, $PantiesC to 0, $PantiesD to 0, $PantiesE to 0, $PantiesF to 0, $PantiesG to 0, $PantiesH to 0, $PantiesI to 0, $PantiesJ to 0, $PantiesK to 0, $PantiesL to 0, $PantiesN to 0, $PantiesO to 0, $ThongA to 0, $ThongB to 0, $ThongC to 0, $ThongD to 0, $ThongE to 0, $GarterPantiesA to 0, $GarterPantiesB to 0, $GarterPantiesC to 0, $GarterPantiesD to 0, $GarterPantiesE to 0]]<<elseif $PantiesM is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off boxers][$PantiesM to 0]]<</if>> \ <<if $WornPanties is 0 and $Panties1 is 1>>[[Wear wet panties<-Try on stolen panties][$PantiesA to 1, $WornPanties to 1, $PantiesM to 0, $PantiesB to 0, $PantiesC to 0]]<<elseif $Panties1 is 1 and $PantiesA is 0 and $WornPanties is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Pink panties][$PantiesM to 0, $PantiesA to 1, $PantiesB to 0, $PantiesC to 0, $PantiesD to 0, $PantiesE to 0, $PantiesF to 0, $PantiesG to 0, $PantiesH to 0, $PantiesI to 0, $PantiesJ to 0, $PantiesK to 0, $PantiesL to 0, $PantiesM to 0, $PantiesN to 0, $PantiesO to 0, $ThongA to 0, $ThongB to 0, $ThongC to 0, $ThongD to 0, $ThongE to 0, $GarterPantiesA to 0, $GarterPantiesB to 0, $GarterPantiesC to 0, $GarterPantiesD to 0, $GarterPantiesE to 0]]<<elseif $PantiesA is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off pink panties][$PantiesA to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Panties6 is 1 and $PantiesF is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Dark pink panties][$PantiesM to 0, $PantiesA to 0, $PantiesB to 0, $PantiesC to 0, $PantiesD to 0, $PantiesE to 0, $PantiesF to 1, $PantiesG to 0, $PantiesH to 0, $PantiesI to 0, $PantiesJ to 0, $PantiesK to 0, $PantiesL to 0, $PantiesM to 0, $PantiesN to 0, $PantiesO to 0, $ThongA to 0, $ThongB to 0, $ThongC to 0, $ThongD to 0, $ThongE to 0, $GarterPantiesA to 0, $GarterPantiesB to 0, $GarterPantiesC to 0, $GarterPantiesD to 0, $GarterPantiesE to 0]]<<elseif $PantiesF is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Dark pink panties][$PantiesF to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Panties5 is 1 and $PantiesE is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Pink leopard panties][$PantiesM to 0, $PantiesA to 0, $PantiesB to 0, $PantiesC to 0, $PantiesD to 0, $PantiesE to 1, $PantiesF to 0, $PantiesG to 0, $PantiesH to 0, $PantiesI to 0, $PantiesJ to 0, $PantiesK to 0, $PantiesL to 0, $PantiesM to 0, $PantiesN to 0, $PantiesO to 0, $ThongA to 0, $ThongB to 0, $ThongC to 0, $ThongD to 0, $ThongE to 0, $GarterPantiesA to 0, $GarterPantiesB to 0, $GarterPantiesC to 0, $GarterPantiesD to 0, $GarterPantiesE to 0]]<<elseif $PantiesE is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off pink leopard panties][$PantiesE to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Panties2 is 1 and $PantiesB is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Red panties][$PantiesM to 0, $PantiesA to 0, $PantiesB to 1, $PantiesC to 0, $PantiesD to 0, $PantiesE to 0, $PantiesF to 0, $PantiesG to 0, $PantiesH to 0, $PantiesI to 0, $PantiesJ to 0, $PantiesK to 0, $PantiesL to 0, $PantiesM to 0, $PantiesN to 0, $PantiesO to 0, $ThongA to 0, $ThongB to 0, $ThongC to 0, $ThongD to 0, $ThongE to 0, $GarterPantiesA to 0, $GarterPantiesB to 0, $GarterPantiesC to 0, $GarterPantiesD to 0, $GarterPantiesE to 0]]<<elseif $PantiesB is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off red panties][$PantiesB to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Panties4 is 1 and $PantiesD is 0>>[[Lingerie<-White panties][$PantiesM to 0, $PantiesA to 0, $PantiesB to 0, $PantiesC to 0, $PantiesD to 1, $PantiesE to 0, $PantiesF to 0, $PantiesG to 0, $PantiesH to 0, $PantiesI to 0, $PantiesJ to 0, $PantiesK to 0, $PantiesL to 0, $PantiesM to 0, $PantiesN to 0, $PantiesO to 0, $ThongA to 0, $ThongB to 0, $ThongC to 0, $ThongD to 0, $ThongE to 0, $GarterPantiesA to 0, $GarterPantiesB to 0, $GarterPantiesC to 0, $GarterPantiesD to 0, $GarterPantiesE to 0]]<<elseif $PantiesD is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off white panties][$PantiesD to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Panties7 is 1 and $PantiesG is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Yellow panties][$PantiesM to 0, $PantiesA to 0, $PantiesB to 0, $PantiesC to 0, $PantiesD to 0, $PantiesE to 0, $PantiesF to 0, $PantiesG to 1, $PantiesH to 0, $PantiesI to 0, $PantiesJ to 0, $PantiesK to 0, $PantiesL to 0, $PantiesM to 0, $PantiesN to 0, $PantiesO to 0, $ThongA to 0, $ThongB to 0, $ThongC to 0, $ThongD to 0, $ThongE to 0, $GarterPantiesA to 0, $GarterPantiesB to 0, $GarterPantiesC to 0, $GarterPantiesD to 0, $GarterPantiesE to 0]]<<elseif $PantiesG is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off yellow panties][$PantiesG to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Panties8 is 1 and $PantiesH is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Blue panties][$PantiesM to 0, $PantiesA to 0, $PantiesB to 0, $PantiesC to 0, $PantiesD to 0, $PantiesE to 0, $PantiesF to 0, $PantiesG to 0, $PantiesH to 1, $PantiesI to 0, $PantiesJ to 0, $PantiesK to 0, $PantiesL to 0, $PantiesM to 0, $PantiesN to 0, $PantiesO to 0, $ThongA to 0, $ThongB to 0, $ThongC to 0, $ThongD to 0, $ThongE to 0, $GarterPantiesA to 0, $GarterPantiesB to 0, $GarterPantiesC to 0, $GarterPantiesD to 0, $GarterPantiesE to 0]]<<elseif $PantiesH is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off blue panties][$PantiesH to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Panties3 is 1 and $PantiesC is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Black panties][$PantiesM to 0, $PantiesA to 0, $PantiesB to 0, $PantiesC to 1, $PantiesD to 0, $PantiesE to 0, $PantiesF to 0, $PantiesG to 0, $PantiesH to 0, $PantiesI to 0, $PantiesJ to 0, $PantiesK to 0, $PantiesL to 0, $PantiesM to 0, $PantiesN to 0, $PantiesO to 0, $ThongA to 0, $ThongB to 0, $ThongC to 0, $ThongD to 0, $ThongE to 0, $GarterPantiesA to 0, $GarterPantiesB to 0, $GarterPantiesC to 0, $GarterPantiesD to 0, $GarterPantiesE to 0]]<<elseif $Panties3 is 1 and $PantiesC is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off black panties][$PantiesC to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Thong2 is 1 and $ThongB is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Pink thong][$PantiesM to 0, $PantiesA to 0, $PantiesB to 0, $PantiesC to 0, $PantiesD to 0, $PantiesE to 0, $PantiesF to 0, $PantiesG to 0, $PantiesH to 0, $PantiesI to 0, $PantiesJ to 0, $PantiesK to 0, $PantiesL to 0, $PantiesM to 0, $PantiesN to 0, $PantiesO to 0, $ThongA to 0, $ThongB to 1, $ThongC to 0, $ThongD to 0, $ThongE to 0, $GarterPantiesA to 0, $GarterPantiesB to 0, $GarterPantiesC to 0, $GarterPantiesD to 0, $GarterPantiesE to 0]]<<elseif $ThongB is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off pink thong][$ThongB to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Thong3 is 1 and $ThongC is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Blue thong][$PantiesM to 0, $PantiesA to 0, $PantiesB to 0, $PantiesC to 0, $PantiesD to 0, $PantiesE to 0, $PantiesF to 0, $PantiesG to 0, $PantiesH to 0, $PantiesI to 0, $PantiesJ to 0, $PantiesK to 0, $PantiesL to 0, $PantiesM to 0, $PantiesN to 0, $PantiesO to 0, $ThongA to 0, $ThongB to 0, $ThongC to 1, $ThongD to 0, $ThongE to 0, $GarterPantiesA to 0, $GarterPantiesB to 0, $GarterPantiesC to 0, $GarterPantiesD to 0, $GarterPantiesE to 0]]<<elseif $ThongC is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off blue thong][$ThongC to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Thong1 is 1 and $ThongA is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Black thong][$PantiesM to 0, $PantiesA to 0, $PantiesB to 0, $PantiesC to 0, $PantiesD to 0, $PantiesE to 0, $PantiesF to 0, $PantiesG to 0, $PantiesH to 0, $PantiesI to 0, $PantiesJ to 0, $PantiesK to 0, $PantiesL to 0, $PantiesM to 0, $PantiesN to 0, $PantiesO to 0, $ThongA to 1, $ThongB to 0, $ThongC to 0, $ThongD to 0, $ThongE to 0, $GarterPantiesA to 0, $GarterPantiesB to 0, $GarterPantiesC to 0, $GarterPantiesD to 0, $GarterPantiesE to 0]]<<elseif $ThongA is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off black thong][$ThongA to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $GarterPanties1 is 1 and $GarterPantiesA is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Pink and black garter panties][$PantiesM to 0, $PantiesA to 0, $PantiesB to 0, $PantiesC to 0, $PantiesD to 0, $PantiesE to 0, $PantiesF to 0, $PantiesG to 0, $PantiesH to 0, $PantiesI to 0, $PantiesJ to 0, $PantiesK to 0, $PantiesL to 0, $PantiesM to 0, $PantiesN to 0, $PantiesO to 0, $ThongA to 0, $ThongB to 0, $ThongC to 0, $ThongD to 0, $ThongE to 0, $GarterPantiesA to 1, $GarterPantiesB to 0, $GarterPantiesC to 0, $GarterPantiesD to 0, $GarterPantiesE to 0, $GarterA to 0, $GarterB to 0, $GarterC to 0, $GarterD to 0, $GarterE to 0]]<<elseif $GarterPantiesA is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off pink and black garter panties][$GarterPantiesA to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $GarterPanties2 is 1 and $GarterPantiesB is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Red and black garter panties][$PantiesM to 0, $PantiesA to 0, $PantiesB to 0, $PantiesC to 0, $PantiesD to 0, $PantiesE to 0, $PantiesF to 0, $PantiesG to 0, $PantiesH to 0, $PantiesI to 0, $PantiesJ to 0, $PantiesK to 0, $PantiesL to 0, $PantiesM to 0, $PantiesN to 0, $PantiesO to 0, $ThongA to 0, $ThongB to 0, $ThongC to 0, $ThongD to 0, $ThongE to 0, $GarterPantiesA to 0, $GarterPantiesB to 1, $GarterPantiesC to 0, $GarterPantiesD to 0, $GarterPantiesE to 0, $GarterA to 0, $GarterB to 0, $GarterC to 0, $GarterD to 0, $GarterE to 0]]<<elseif $GarterPantiesB is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off red and black garter panties][$GarterPantiesB to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ \ \ <<if $WornTights is 0>>__Socks__<<else>>__Hosiery__<</if>> \ <<if $Home gt 0>>==Black Socks==<<elseif $SocksM is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Black socks][$SocksM to 1, $TightsA to 0, $TightsB to 0, $TightsC to 0, $TightsD to 0, $TightsE to 0, $PantyhoseA to 0, $PantyhoseB to 0, $PantyhoseC to 0,$PantyhoseD to 0, $PantyhoseE to 0, $PantyhoseF to 0, $PantyhoseG to 0, $PantyhoseH to 0, $PantyhoseI to 0, $PantyhoseJ to 0, $StockingsA to 0, $StockingsB to 0, $StockingsC to 0, $StockingsD to 0, $StockingsE to 0, $StockingsF to 0, $StockingsG to 0, $StockingsH to 0, $StockingsI to 0, $StockingsJ to 0]]<<elseif $SocksM is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off black socks][$SocksM to 0]]<</if>> \ <<if $Tights1 is 1 and $WornTights is 0 and $H gt 7>>[[Try tights<-Black tights][$SocksM to 0, $Hosiery to 1, $TightsA to 1, $WornTights to 1]]<<elseif $Tights1 is 1 and $WornTights is 0 and $H is 7>>[[Try tights school<-Black tights][$SocksM to 0, $Hosiery to 1, $TightsA to 1, $WornTights to 1]]<<elseif $Tights1 is 1 and $WornTights is 1 and $TightsA is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Black tights][$SocksM to 0, $TightsA to 1, $TightsB to 0, $TightsC to 0, $TightsD to 0, $TightsE to 0, $PantyhoseA to 0, $PantyhoseB to 0, $PantyhoseC to 0,$PantyhoseD to 0, $PantyhoseE to 0, $PantyhoseF to 0, $PantyhoseG to 0, $PantyhoseH to 0, $PantyhoseI to 0, $PantyhoseJ to 0, $StockingsA to 0, $StockingsB to 0, $StockingsC to 0, $StockingsD to 0, $StockingsE to 0, $StockingsF to 0, $StockingsG to 0, $StockingsH to 0, $StockingsI to 0, $StockingsJ to 0]]<<elseif $TightsA is 1 and $WornTights is 1 and $TightsA is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off black tights][$TightsA to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Tights2 is 1 and $TightsB is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Blue tights][$SocksM to 0, $TightsA to 0, $TightsB to 1, $TightsC to 0, $TightsD to 0, $TightsE to 0, $PantyhoseA to 0, $PantyhoseB to 0, $PantyhoseC to 0,$PantyhoseD to 0, $PantyhoseE to 0, $PantyhoseF to 0, $PantyhoseG to 0, $PantyhoseH to 0, $PantyhoseI to 0, $PantyhoseJ to 0, $StockingsA to 0, $StockingsB to 0, $StockingsC to 0, $StockingsD to 0, $StockingsE to 0, $StockingsF to 0, $StockingsG to 0, $StockingsH to 0, $StockingsI to 0, $StockingsJ to 0]]<<elseif $TightsB is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off blue tights][$TightsB to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Tights3 is 1 and $TightsC is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Pink tights][$SocksM to 0, $TightsA to 0, $TightsB to 0, $TightsC to 1, $TightsD to 0, $TightsE to 0, $PantyhoseA to 0, $PantyhoseB to 0, $PantyhoseC to 0,$PantyhoseD to 0, $PantyhoseE to 0, $PantyhoseF to 0, $PantyhoseG to 0, $PantyhoseH to 0, $PantyhoseI to 0, $PantyhoseJ to 0, $StockingsA to 0, $StockingsB to 0, $StockingsC to 0, $StockingsD to 0, $StockingsE to 0, $StockingsF to 0, $StockingsG to 0, $StockingsH to 0, $StockingsI to 0, $StockingsJ to 0]]<<elseif $TightsC is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off pink tights][$TightsC to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Pantyhose1 is 1 and $PantyhoseA is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Black pantyhose][$SocksM to 0, $TightsA to 0, $TightsB to 0, $TightsC to 0, $TightsD to 0, $TightsE to 0, $PantyhoseA to 1, $PantyhoseB to 0, $PantyhoseC to 0,$PantyhoseD to 0, $PantyhoseE to 0, $PantyhoseF to 0, $PantyhoseG to 0, $PantyhoseH to 0, $PantyhoseI to 0, $PantyhoseJ to 0, $StockingsA to 0, $StockingsB to 0, $StockingsC to 0, $StockingsD to 0, $StockingsE to 0, $StockingsF to 0, $StockingsG to 0, $StockingsH to 0, $StockingsI to 0, $StockingsJ to 0]]<<elseif $PantyhoseA is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off black pantyhose][$PantyhoseA to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Pantyhose2 is 1 and $PantyhoseB is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Nude pantyhose][$SocksM to 0, $TightsA to 0, $TightsB to 0, $TightsC to 0, $TightsD to 0, $TightsE to 0, $PantyhoseA to 0, $PantyhoseB to 1, $PantyhoseC to 0, $PantyhoseD to 0, $PantyhoseE to 0, $PantyhoseF to 0, $PantyhoseG to 0, $PantyhoseH to 0, $PantyhoseI to 0, $PantyhoseJ to 0, $StockingsA to 0, $StockingsB to 0, $StockingsC to 0, $StockingsD to 0, $StockingsE to 0, $StockingsF to 0, $StockingsG to 0, $StockingsH to 0, $StockingsI to 0, $StockingsJ to 0]]<<elseif $PantyhoseB is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off nude pantyhose][$PantyhoseB to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Pantyhose3 is 1 and $PantyhoseC is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Fishnet pantyhose A][$SocksM to 0, $TightsA to 0, $TightsB to 0, $TightsC to 0, $TightsD to 0, $TightsE to 0, $PantyhoseA to 0, $PantyhoseB to 0, $PantyhoseC to 1, $PantyhoseD to 0, $PantyhoseE to 0, $PantyhoseF to 0, $PantyhoseG to 0, $PantyhoseH to 0, $PantyhoseI to 0, $PantyhoseJ to 0, $StockingsA to 0, $StockingsB to 0, $StockingsC to 0, $StockingsD to 0, $StockingsE to 0, $StockingsF to 0, $StockingsG to 0, $StockingsH to 0, $StockingsI to 0, $StockingsJ to 0]]<<elseif $PantyhoseC is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off fishnet pantyhose][$PantyhoseC to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Pantyhose4 is 1 and $PantyhoseD is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Fishnet pantyhose B][$SocksM to 0, $TightsA to 0, $TightsB to 0, $TightsC to 0, $TightsD to 0, $TightsE to 0, $PantyhoseA to 0, $PantyhoseB to 0, $PantyhoseC to 0, $PantyhoseD to 1, $PantyhoseE to 0, $PantyhoseF to 0, $PantyhoseG to 0, $PantyhoseH to 0, $PantyhoseI to 0, $PantyhoseJ to 0, $StockingsA to 0, $StockingsB to 0, $StockingsC to 0, $StockingsD to 0, $StockingsE to 0, $StockingsF to 0, $StockingsG to 0, $StockingsH to 0, $StockingsI to 0, $StockingsJ to 0]]<<elseif $PantyhoseD is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off fishnet pantyhose][$PantyhoseD to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Pantyhose8 is 1 and $PantyhoseH is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Black and purple striped pantyhose][$SocksM to 0, $TightsA to 0, $TightsB to 0, $TightsC to 0, $TightsD to 0, $TightsE to 0, $PantyhoseA to 0, $PantyhoseB to 0, $PantyhoseC to 0, $PantyhoseD to 0, $PantyhoseE to 0, $PantyhoseF to 0, $PantyhoseG to 0, $PantyhoseH to 1, $PantyhoseI to 0, $PantyhoseJ to 0, $StockingsA to 0, $StockingsB to 0, $StockingsC to 0, $StockingsD to 0, $StockingsE to 0, $StockingsF to 0, $StockingsG to 0, $StockingsH to 0, $StockingsI to 0, $StockingsJ to 0]]<<elseif $PantyhoseH is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off black and purple striped pantyhose][$PantyhoseH to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Pantyhose6 is 1 and $PantyhoseF is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Blue floral pantyhose][$SocksM to 0, $TightsA to 0, $TightsB to 0, $TightsC to 0, $TightsD to 0, $TightsE to 0, $PantyhoseA to 0, $PantyhoseB to 0, $PantyhoseC to 0, $PantyhoseD to 0, $PantyhoseE to 0, $PantyhoseF to 1, $PantyhoseG to 0, $PantyhoseH to 0, $PantyhoseI to 0, $PantyhoseJ to 0, $StockingsA to 0, $StockingsB to 0, $StockingsC to 0, $StockingsD to 0, $StockingsE to 0, $StockingsF to 0, $StockingsG to 0, $StockingsH to 0, $StockingsI to 0, $StockingsJ to 0]]<<elseif $PantyhoseF is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off blue floral pantyhose][$PantyhoseF to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Stockings1 is 1 or $Stockings2 is 1 or $Stockings3 is 1 or $Stockings4 is 1 or $Stockings5 is 1>>__Stockings__<<else>>__??????__<</if>> <<if $Stockings1 is 1 and $StockingsA is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Black stockings][$SocksM to 0, $TightsA to 0, $TightsB to 0, $TightsC to 0, $TightsD to 0, $TightsE to 0, $PantyhoseA to 0, $PantyhoseB to 0, $PantyhoseC to 0, $PantyhoseD to 0, $PantyhoseE to 0, $PantyhoseF to 0, $PantyhoseG to 0, $PantyhoseH to 0, $PantyhoseI to 0, $PantyhoseJ to 0, $StockingsA to 1, $StockingsB to 0, $StockingsC to 0, $StockingsD to 0, $StockingsE to 0, $StockingsF to 0, $StockingsG to 0, $StockingsH to 0, $StockingsI to 0, $StockingsJ to 0]]<<elseif $StockingsA is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off black stockings][$StockingsA to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Stockings2 is 1 and $StockingsB is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Opaque stockings][$SocksM to 0, $TightsA to 0, $TightsB to 0, $TightsC to 0, $TightsD to 0, $TightsE to 0, $PantyhoseA to 0, $PantyhoseB to 0, $PantyhoseC to 0, $PantyhoseD to 0, $PantyhoseE to 0, $PantyhoseF to 0, $PantyhoseG to 0, $PantyhoseH to 0, $PantyhoseI to 0, $PantyhoseJ to 0, $StockingsA to 0, $StockingsB to 1, $StockingsC to 0, $StockingsD to 0, $StockingsE to 0, $StockingsF to 0, $StockingsG to 0, $StockingsH to 0, $StockingsI to 0, $StockingsJ to 0]]<<elseif $StockingsB is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off opaque stockings][$StockingsB to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Stockings3 is 1 and $StockingsC is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Nude stockings][$SocksM to 0, $TightsA to 0, $TightsB to 0, $TightsC to 0, $TightsD to 0, $TightsE to 0, $PantyhoseA to 0, $PantyhoseB to 0, $PantyhoseC to 0, $PantyhoseD to 0, $PantyhoseE to 0, $PantyhoseF to 0, $PantyhoseG to 0, $PantyhoseH to 0, $PantyhoseI to 0, $PantyhoseJ to 0, $StockingsA to 0, $StockingsB to 0, $StockingsC to 1, $StockingsD to 0, $StockingsE to 0, $StockingsF to 0, $StockingsG to 0, $StockingsH to 0, $StockingsI to 0, $StockingsJ to 0]]<<elseif $StockingsC is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off nude stockings][$StockingsC to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Stockings4 is 1 and $StockingsD is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Pink stockings][$SocksM to 0, $TightsA to 0, $TightsB to 0, $TightsC to 0, $TightsD to 0, $TightsE to 0, $PantyhoseA to 0, $PantyhoseB to 0, $PantyhoseC to 0, $PantyhoseD to 0, $PantyhoseE to 0, $PantyhoseF to 0, $PantyhoseG to 0, $PantyhoseH to 0, $PantyhoseI to 0, $PantyhoseJ to 0, $StockingsA to 0, $StockingsB to 0, $StockingsC to 0, $StockingsD to 1, $StockingsE to 0, $StockingsF to 0, $StockingsG to 0, $StockingsH to 0, $StockingsI to 0, $StockingsJ to 0]]<<elseif $StockingsD is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off pink stockings][$StockingsD to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Stockings5 is 1 and $StockingsE is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Fishnet stockings][$SocksM to 0, $TightsA to 0, $TightsB to 0, $TightsC to 0, $TightsD to 0, $TightsE to 0, $PantyhoseA to 0, $PantyhoseB to 0, $PantyhoseC to 0, $PantyhoseD to 0, $PantyhoseE to 0, $PantyhoseF to 0, $PantyhoseG to 0, $PantyhoseH to 0, $PantyhoseI to 0, $PantyhoseJ to 0, $StockingsA to 0, $StockingsB to 0, $StockingsC to 0, $StockingsD to 0, $StockingsE to 1, $StockingsF to 0, $StockingsG to 0, $StockingsH to 0, $StockingsI to 0, $StockingsJ to 0]]<<elseif $StockingsE is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off Fishnet stockings][$StockingsE to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ \ \ <<if $Garter1 is 1 or $Garter2 is 1 or $Garter3 is 1 or $Garter4 or $Garter5 is 1>>__Garters__<<else>>__??????__<</if>> \ <<if $Garter1 is 1 and $GarterA is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Black garter belt][$GarterPantiesA to 0, $GarterPantiesB to 0, $GarterPantiesC to 0, $GarterPantiesD to 0, $GarterPantiesE to 0, $GarterA to 1, $GarterB to 0, $GarterC to 0, $GarterD to 0, $GarterE to 0]]<<elseif $GarterA is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off black garter belt][$GarterA to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Garter2 is 1 and $GarterB is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Red garter belt][$GarterPantiesA to 0, $GarterPantiesB to 0, $GarterPantiesC to 0, $GarterPantiesD to 0, $GarterPantiesE to 0, $GarterA to 0, $GarterB to 1, $GarterC to 0, $GarterD to 0, $GarterE to 0]]<<elseif $GarterB is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off red garter belt][$GarterB to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Garter3 is 1 and $GarterC is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Pink garters][$GarterPantiesA to 0, $GarterPantiesB to 0, $GarterPantiesC to 0, $GarterPantiesD to 0, $GarterPantiesE to 0, $GarterA to 0, $GarterB to 0, $GarterC to 1, $GarterD to 0, $GarterE to 0]]<<elseif $GarterC is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off pink garters][$GarterC to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ \ \ <<if $SportsBra1 is 1 or $SportsBra2 is 1 or $SportsBra2 is 1 or $SportsBra3 is 1 or $SportsBra4 is 1 or $SportsBra5 is 1 or $SportsBra6 is 1 or $SportsBra7 is 1 or $SportsBra8 is 1 or $SportsBra9 is 1 or $SportsBra10 is 10 or $Bra1 is 1 or $Bra2 is 1 or $Bra3 is 1 or $Bra4 is 1 or $Bra5 is 1 or $Bra6 is 1 or $Bra7 is 1 or $Bra8 is 1 or $Bra9 is 1 or $Bra10 is 1>>__Bras__<<else>>__??????__<</if>> <<if $SportsBraA is 1 or $SportsBraB is 1 or $SportsBraC is 1 or $SportsBraD is 1 or $SportsBraE is 1 or $SportsBraF is 1 or $BraA is 1 or $BraB is 1 or $BraC is 1 or $BraD is 1 or $BraE is 1 or $BraF is 1 or $BraG is 1>><<set $Bra to 1>><<else>><<set $Bra to 0>><</if>>\ \ <<if $SportsBra1 is 1 and $SportsBraA is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Pink sports bra][$SportsBraA to 1, $SportsBraB to 0, $SportsBraC to 0, $SportsBraD to 0, $SportsBraE to 0, $SportsBraF to 0, $SportsBraG to 0, $SportsBraH to 0, $SportsBraI to 0, $SportsBraJ to 0, $BraA to 0, $BraB to 0, $BraC to 0, $BraD to 0, $BraE to 0, $BraF to 0, $BraG to 0, $BraH to 0, $BraI to 0, $BraJ to 0]]<<elseif $SportsBraA is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off pink sports bra][$SportsBraA to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $SportsBra2 is 1 and $SportsBraB is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Purple sports bra][$SportsBraA to 0, $SportsBraB to 1, $SportsBraC to 0, $SportsBraD to 0, $SportsBraE to 0, $SportsBraF to 0, $SportsBraG to 0, $SportsBraH to 0, $SportsBraI to 0, $SportsBraJ to 0, $BraA to 0, $BraB to 0, $BraC to 0, $BraD to 0, $BraE to 0, $BraF to 0, $BraG to 0, $BraH to 0, $BraI to 0, $BraJ to 0]]<<elseif $SportsBraB is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off purple sports bra][$SportsBraB to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $SportsBra3 is 1 and $SportsBraC is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Blue sports bra][$SportsBraA to 0, $SportsBraB to 0, $SportsBraC to 1, $SportsBraD to 0, $SportsBraE to 0, $SportsBraF to 0, $SportsBraG to 0, $SportsBraH to 0, $SportsBraI to 0, $SportsBraJ to 0, $BraA to 0, $BraB to 0, $BraC to 0, $BraD to 0, $BraE to 0, $BraF to 0, $BraG to 0, $BraH to 0, $BraI to 0, $BraJ to 0]]<<elseif $SportsBraC is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off blue sports bra][$SportsBraC to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ \ <<if $Bra1 is 1 and $BraA is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Pink bra][$SportsBraA to 0, $SportsBraB to 0, $SportsBraC to 0, $SportsBraD to 0, $SportsBraE to 0, $SportsBraF to 0, $SportsBraG to 0, $SportsBraH to 0, $SportsBraI to 0, $SportsBraJ to 0, $BraA to 1, $BraB to 0, $BraC to 0, $BraD to 0, $BraE to 0, $BraF to 0, $BraG to 0, $BraH to 0, $BraI to 0, $BraJ to 0]]<<elseif $BraA is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off pink bra][$BraA to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Bra5 is 1 and $BraE is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Pink leopard bra][$SportsBraA to 0, $SportsBraB to 0, $SportsBraC to 0, $SportsBraD to 0, $SportsBraE to 0, $SportsBraF to 0, $SportsBraG to 0, $SportsBraH to 0, $SportsBraI to 0, $SportsBraJ to 0, $BraA to 0, $BraB to 0, $BraC to 0, $BraD to 0, $BraE to 1, $BraF to 0, $BraG to 0, $BraH to 0, $BraI to 0, $BraJ to 0]]<<elseif $BraE is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off pink leopard bra][$BraE to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Bra6 is 1 and $BraF is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Pink and black bra][$SportsBraA to 0, $SportsBraB to 0, $SportsBraC to 0, $SportsBraD to 0, $SportsBraE to 0, $SportsBraF to 0, $SportsBraG to 0, $SportsBraH to 0, $SportsBraI to 0, $SportsBraJ to 0, $BraA to 0, $BraB to 0, $BraC to 0, $BraD to 0, $BraE to 0, $BraF to 1, $BraG to 0, $BraH to 0, $BraI to 0, $BraJ to 0]]<<elseif $BraF is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off pink and black bra][$BraF to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Bra2 is 1 and $BraB is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Red bra][$SportsBraA to 0, $SportsBraB to 0, $SportsBraC to 0, $SportsBraD to 0, $SportsBraE to 0, $SportsBraF to 0, $SportsBraG to 0, $SportsBraH to 0, $SportsBraI to 0, $SportsBraJ to 0, $BraA to 0, $BraB to 1, $BraC to 0, $BraD to 0, $BraE to 0, $BraF to 0, $BraG to 0, $BraH to 0, $BraI to 0, $BraJ to 0]]<<elseif $BraB is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off red bra][$BraB to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Bra4 is 1 and $BraD is 0>>[[Lingerie<-White bra][$SportsBraA to 0, $SportsBraB to 0, $SportsBraC to 0, $SportsBraD to 0, $SportsBraE to 0, $SportsBraF to 0, $SportsBraG to 0, $SportsBraH to 0, $SportsBraI to 0, $SportsBraJ to 0, $BraA to 0, $BraB to 0, $BraC to 0, $BraD to 1, $BraE to 0, $BraF to 0, $BraG to 0, $BraH to 0, $BraI to 0, $BraJ to 0]]<<elseif $BraD is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off white bra][$BraD to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Bra7 is 1 and $BraG is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Yellow bra][$SportsBraA to 0, $SportsBraB to 0, $SportsBraC to 0, $SportsBraD to 0, $SportsBraE to 0, $SportsBraF to 0, $SportsBraG to 0, $SportsBraH to 0, $SportsBraI to 0, $SportsBraJ to 0, $BraA to 0, $BraB to 0, $BraC to 0, $BraD to 0, $BraE to 0, $BraF to 0, $BraG to 1, $BraH to 0, $BraI to 0, $BraJ to 0]]<<elseif $BraG is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off yellow bra][$BraG to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Bra8 is 1 and $BraH is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Blue bra][$SportsBraA to 0, $SportsBraB to 0, $SportsBraC to 0, $SportsBraD to 0, $SportsBraE to 0, $SportsBraF to 0, $SportsBraG to 0, $SportsBraH to 0, $SportsBraI to 0, $SportsBraJ to 0, $BraA to 0, $BraB to 0, $BraC to 0, $BraD to 0, $BraE to 0, $BraF to 0, $BraG to 0, $BraH to 1, $BraI to 0, $BraJ to 0]]<<elseif $BraH is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off blue bra][$BraH to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Bra3 is 1 and $BraC is 0>>[[Lingerie<-Black bra][$SportsBraA to 0, $SportsBraB to 0, $SportsBraC to 0, $SportsBraD to 0, $SportsBraE to 0, $SportsBraF to 0, $SportsBraG to 0, $SportsBraH to 0, $SportsBraI to 0, $SportsBraJ to 0, $BraA to 0, $BraB to 0, $BraC to 1, $BraD to 0, $BraE to 0, $BraF to 0, $BraG to 0, $BraH to 0, $BraI to 0, $BraJ to 0]]<<elseif $BraC is 1>>[[Lingerie<-Take off black bra][$BraC to 0]]<<else>>???<</if>> \

[[Room<-Return]] [[Closet]] - [[Lingerie<-Underwear drawer]] - Vanity table <<if $Foundation1 is 1 or $Concealer1 is 1 or $Mascara1 is 1 or $Eyeliner1 is 1 or $Blush1 is 1 or $Blush2 is 1 or $Eyeshadow1 is 1 or $Eyeshadow2 is 1 or $Eyeshadow3 is 1 or $Eyeshadow4 is 1 or $Eyeshadow5 is 1 or $Eyeshadow6 is 1 or $Lipstick1 is 1 or $Lipstick2 is 1 or $Lipstick3 is 1 or $Lipstick4 is 1 or $Lipstick5 is 1 or $Lipstick6 is 1 or $Lipstick7 is 1 or $StoleLipstick is 1>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/qvTS1ztG/Vanity.jpg]]<<else>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/dVjXpwrc/Vanity_before.jpg]]<</if>> <<if $M gt 59>><<set $M to $M - 60, $H to $H + 1>><</if>>\ <<if $Foundation1 is 1 or $Concealer1 is 1 or $Mascara1 is 1 or $Eyeliner1 is 1 or $Blush1 is 1 or $Blush2 is 1 or $Eyeshadow1 is 1 or $Eyeshadow2 is 1 or $Eyeshadow3 is 1 or $Eyeshadow4 is 1 or $Eyeshadow5 is 1 or $Eyeshadow6 is 1 or $Lipstick1 is 1 or $Lipstick2 is 1 or $Lipstick3 is 1 or $Lipstick4 is 1 or $Lipstick5 is 1 or $Lipstick6 is 1 or $Lipstick7 is 1>>__Make-up__<<else>>__??????__<</if>> <<if $Foundation1 is 1 and $FoundationA is 0 and $ConcealerA is 0>>[[Vanity table<-Foundation][$FoundationA to 1]]<<elseif $FoundationA is 1 or $ConcealerA is 1 and $Foundation1 is 1>>Foundation<<else>>???<</if>>\ - <<if $Concealer1 is 1 and $ConcealerA is 0>>[[Vanity table<-Concealer][$ConcealerA to 1]]<<elseif $ConcealerA is 1>>Concealer<<else>>???<</if>>\ - <<if $Mascara1 is 1 and $MascaraA is 0>>[[Vanity table<-Mascara][$MascaraA to 1]]<<elseif $MascaraA is 1>>Mascara<<else>>???<</if>>\ - <<if $Eyeliner1 is 1 and $EyelinerA is 0>>[[Vanity table<-Eyeliner][$EyelinerA to 1]]<<elseif $EyelinerA is 1 and $Eyeliner1 is 1>>Eyeliner<<else>>???<</if>>\ - <<if $Eyeshadow1 is 1 and $EyeshadowA is 0>>[[Vanity table<-Eyeshadow][$EyeshadowA to 1]]<<elseif $EyeshadowA is 1>>Eyeshadow<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Blush1 is 1 and $BlushA is 0 and $BlushB is 0>>[[Vanity table<-Pink blush][$BlushA to 1]]<<elseif $BlushA is 1 and $Blush1 is 1 or $BlushB is 1 and $Blush1 is 1>>Pink blush<<else>>???<</if>>\ - <<if $Blush2 is 1 and $BlushA is 0 and $BlushB is 0>>[[Vanity table<-Red blush][$BlushB to 1]]<<elseif $BlushA is 1 and $Blush2 is 1 or $BlushB is 1 and $Blush2 is 1>>Red blush<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Lipstick2 is 1 and $LipstickA is 0 and $LipstickB is 0 and $LipstickC is 0 and $LipstickD is 0 and $LipstickE is 0 and $LipstickF is 0 and $LipstickG is 0>>[[Vanity table<-Pink lipstick][$LipstickB to 1]]<<elseif $Lipstick2 is 0>>???<<else>>Pink lipstick<</if>>\ - <<if $WornLipstick is 0 and $StoleLipstick is 1>>[[Lipstick 1st time<-Try stolen lipstick]]<<elseif $StoleLipstick is 0 and $Lipstick3 is 1 and $LipstickA is 0 and $LipstickB is 0 and $LipstickC is 0 and $LipstickD is 0 and $LipstickE is 0 and $LipstickF is 0 and $LipstickG is 0>>[[Vanity table<-Red lipstick][$LipstickC to 1]]<<elseif $StoleLipstick is 1 and $LipstickA is 0 and $LipstickB is 0 and $LipstickC is 0 and $LipstickD is 0 and $LipstickE is 0 and $LipstickF is 0 and $LipstickG is 0>>[[Vanity table<-Stolen red lipstick][$LipstickC to 1]]<<elseif $LipstickA is 1 or $LipstickB is 1 or $LipstickC is 1 or $LipstickD is 1 or $LipstickE is 1 or $LipstickF is 1 or $LipstickG is 1 and $StoleLipstick is 0 and $Lipstick3 is 1>>Red lipstick<<elseif $LipstickA is 1 or $LipstickB is 1 or $LipstickC is 1 or $LipstickD is 1 or $LipstickE is 1 or $LipstickF is 1 or $LipstickG is 1 or $StoleLipstick is 1 and $Lipstick3 is 1>>Stolen red lipstick<<else>>???<</if>>\ - <<if $Lipstick4 is 1 and $LipstickA is 0 and $LipstickB is 0 and $LipstickC is 0 and $LipstickD is 0 and $LipstickE is 0 and $LipstickF is 0 and $LipstickG is 0>>[[Vanity table<-Cherry lipstick][$LipstickD to 1]]<<elseif $Lipstick4 is 0>>???<<else>>Cherry lipstick<</if>>\ - <<if $Lipstick5 is 1 and $LipstickA is 0 and $LipstickB is 0 and $LipstickC is 0 and $LipstickD is 0 and $LipstickE is 0 and $LipstickF is 0 and $LipstickG is 0>>[[Vanity table<-Orange lipstick][$LipstickE to 1]]<<elseif $Lipstick5 is 0>>???<<else>>Orange lipstick<</if>>\ - <<if $Lipstick6 is 1 and $LipstickA is 0 and $LipstickB is 0 and $LipstickC is 0 and $LipstickD is 0 and $LipstickE is 0 and $LipstickF is 0 and $LipstickG is 0>>[[Vanity table<-Purple lipstick][$LipstickF to 1]]<<elseif $Lipstick6 is 0>>???<<else>>Purple lipstick<</if>>\ - <<if $Lipstick7 is 1 and $LipstickA is 0 and $LipstickB is 0 and $LipstickC is 0 and $LipstickD is 0 and $LipstickE is 0 and $LipstickF is 0 and $LipstickG is 0>>[[Vanity table<-Black lipstick][$LipstickG to 1]]<<elseif $Lipstick7 is 0>>???<<else>>Black lipstick<</if>>\ - <<if $Lipstick1 is 1 and $LipstickA is 0 and $LipstickB is 0 and $LipstickC is 0 and $LipstickD is 0 and $LipstickE is 0 and $LipstickF is 0 and $LipstickG is 0>>[[Vanity table<-Nude lipstick][$LipstickA to 1]]<<elseif $Lipstick1 is 0>>???<<else>>Nude lipstick<</if>>\ <<if $FoundationA is 1 or $ConcealerA is 1 or $MascaraA is 1 or $EyelinerA is 1 or $BlushA is 1 or $BlushB is 1 or $EyeshadowA is 1 or $EyeshadowB is 1 or $EyeshadowC is 1 or $EyeshadowD is 1 or $EyeshadowE is 1 or $EyeshadowF is 1 or $LipstickA is 1 or $LipstickB is 1 or $LipstickC is 1 or $LipstickD is 1 or $LipstickE is 1 or $LipstickF is 1 or $LipstickG is 1>>[[Vanity table<-Remove makeup][$FoundationA to 0, $ConcealerA to 0, $MascaraA to 0, $EyelinerA to 0, $BlushA to 0, $BlushB to 0, $EyeshadowA to 0, $EyeshadowB to 0, $EyeshadowC to 0, $EyeshadowD to 0, $EyeshadowE to 0, $EyeshadowF to 0, $LipstickA to 0, $LipstickB to 0, $LipstickC to 0, $LipstickD to 0, $LipstickE to 0, $LipstickF to 0, $LipstickG to 0]]<<elseif $Foundation1 is 1 or $Concealer1 is 1 or $Mascara1 is 1 or $Eyeliner1 is 1 or $Blush1 is 1 or $Blush2 is 1 or $Eyeshadow1 is 1 or $Eyeshadow2 is 1 or $Eyeshadow3 is 1 or $Eyeshadow4 is 1 or $Eyeshadow5 is 1 or $Eyeshadow6 is 1 or $Lipstick1 is 1 or $Lipstick2 is 1 or $Lipstick3 is 1 or $Lipstick4 is 1 or $Lipstick5 is 1 or $Lipstick6 is 1 or $Lipstick7 is 1>>Remove makeup<<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $NailPolishRemover is 0 and $LightPinkNP is 0 and $DarkPinkNP is 0 and $RedNP is 0 and $PurpleNP is 0 and $LightBlueNP is 0 and $DarkBlueNP is 0 and $DarkGreenNP is 0 and $CyanNP is 0 and $GrayNP is 0 and $BlackNP is 0 and $NudeNP is 0>>__??????__<<else>>__Nail polish__<</if>> \ <<if $LightPinkNP is 1>>Light pink nail polish<<else>>???<</if>><<if $LightPinkNP is 1 and $PaintedToes is 0>> - [[Vanity table<-Paint toes][$PaintedToes to 7, $LightPinkToes to 7, $M to $M + 30]]<<elseif $PaintedToes gt 0 and $LightPinkNP is 1>> - Paint toes<</if>><<if $LightPinkNP is 1 and $PaintedFingers is 0 and $Fem gt 49>> - [[Vanity table<-Paint finger nails][$PaintedFingers to 7, $LightPinkFingers to 7, $M to $M + 30]]<<elseif $PaintedFingers gt 0>> - Paint finger nails<</if>> \ <<if $DarkPinkNP is 1>>Dark pink nail polish<<else>>???<</if>><<if $DarkPinkNP is 1 and $PaintedToes is 0>> - [[Vanity table<-Paint toes][$PaintedToes to 7, $DarkPinkToes to 7, $M to $M + 30]]<<elseif $PaintedToes gt 0 and $DarkPinkNP is 1>> - Paint toes<</if>><<if $DarkPinkNP is 1 and $PaintedFingers is 0 and $Fem gt 49>> - [[Vanity table<-Paint finger nails][$PaintedFingers to 7, $DarkPinkFingers to 7, $M to $M + 30]]<<elseif $PaintedFingers gt 0>> - Paint finger nails<</if>> \ <<if $RedNP is 1>>Red nail polish<<else>>???<</if>><<if $RedNP is 1 and $PaintedToes is 0>> - [[Vanity table<-Paint toes][$PaintedToes to 7, $RedToes to 7, $M to $M + 30]]<<elseif $PaintedToes gt 0 and $RedNP is 1>> - Paint toes<</if>><<if $RedNP is 1 and $PaintedFingers is 0 and $Fem gt 49>> - [[Vanity table<-Paint finger nails][$PaintedFingers to 7, $RedFingers to 7, $M to $M + 30]]<<elseif $PaintedFingers gt 0>> - Paint finger nails<</if>> \ <<if $PurpleNP is 1>>Purple nail polish<<else>>???<</if>><<if $PurpleNP is 1 and $PaintedToes is 0>> - [[Vanity table<-Paint toes][$PaintedToes to 7, $PurpleToes to 7, $M to $M + 30]]<<elseif $PaintedToes gt 0 and $PurpleNP is 1>> - Paint toes<</if>><<if $PurpleNP is 1 and $PaintedFingers is 0 and $Fem gt 49>> - [[Vanity table<-Paint finger nails][$PaintedFingers to 7, $PurpleFingers to 7, $M to $M + 30]]<<elseif $PaintedFingers gt 0>> - Paint finger nails<</if>> \ <<if $LightBlueNP is 1>>Light blue nail polish<<else>>???<</if>><<if $LightBlueNP is 1 and $PaintedToes is 0>> - [[Vanity table<-Paint toes][$PaintedToes to 7, $LightBlueToes to 7, $M to $M + 30]]<<elseif $PaintedToes gt 0 and $LightBlueNP is 1>> - Paint toes<</if>><<if $LightBlueNP is 1 and $PaintedFingers is 0 and $Fem gt 49>> - [[Vanity table<-Paint finger nails][$PaintedFingers to 7, $LightBlueFingers to 7, $M to $M + 30]]<<elseif $PaintedFingers gt 0>> - Paint finger nails<</if>> \ <<if $DarkBlueNP is 1>>Dark blue nail polish<<else>>???<</if>><<if $DarkBlueNP is 1 and $PaintedToes is 0>> - [[Vanity table<-Paint toes][$PaintedToes to 7, $DarkBlueToes to 7, $M to $M + 30]]<<elseif $PaintedToes gt 0 and $DarkBlueNP is 1>> - Paint toes<</if>><<if $DarkBlueNP is 1 and $PaintedFingers is 0 and $Fem gt 49>> - [[Vanity table<-Paint finger nails][$PaintedFingers to 7, $DarkBlueFingers to 7, $M to $M + 30]]<<elseif $PaintedFingers gt 0>> - Paint finger nails<</if>> \ <<if $DarkGreenNP is 1>>Dark green nail polish<<else>>???<</if>><<if $DarkGreenNP is 1 and $PaintedToes is 0>> - [[Vanity table<-Paint toes][$PaintedToes to 7, $DarkGreenToes to 7, $M to $M + 30]]<<elseif $PaintedToes gt 0 and $DarkGreenNP is 1>> - Paint toes<</if>><<if $DarkGreenNP is 1 and $PaintedFingers is 0 and $Fem gt 49>> - [[Vanity table<-Paint finger nails][$PaintedFingers to 7, $DarkGreenFingers to 7, $M to $M + 30]]<<elseif $PaintedFingers gt 0>> - Paint finger nails<</if>> \ <<if $CyanNP is 1>>Cyan nail polish<<else>>???<</if>><<if $CyanNP is 1 and $PaintedToes is 0>> - [[Vanity table<-Paint toes][$PaintedToes to 7, $CyanToes to 7, $M to $M + 30]]<<elseif $PaintedToes gt 0 and $CyanNP is 1>> - Paint toes<</if>><<if $CyanNP is 1 and $PaintedFingers is 0 and $Fem gt 49>> - [[Vanity table<-Paint finger nails][$PaintedFingers to 7, $CyanFingers to 7, $M to $M + 30]]<<elseif $PaintedFingers gt 0>> - Paint finger nails<</if>> \ <<if $GrayNP is 1>>Gray nail polish<<else>>???<</if>><<if $GrayNP is 1 and $PaintedToes is 0>> - [[Vanity table<-Paint toes][$PaintedToes to 7, $GrayToes to 7, $M to $M + 30]]<<elseif $PaintedToes gt 0 and $GrayNP is 1>> - Paint toes<</if>><<if $GrayNP is 1 and $PaintedFingers is 0 and $Fem gt 49>> - [[Vanity table<-Paint finger nails][$PaintedFingers to 7, $GrayFingers to 7, $M to $M + 30]]<<elseif $PaintedFingers gt 0>> - Paint finger nails<</if>> \ <<if $BlackNP is 1>>Black nail polish<<else>>???<</if>><<if $BlackNP is 1 and $PaintedToes is 0>> - [[Vanity table<-Paint toes][$PaintedToes to 7, $BlackToes to 7, $M to $M + 30]]<<elseif $PaintedToes gt 0 and $BlackNP is 1>> - Paint toes<</if>><<if $BlackNP is 1 and $PaintedFingers is 0 and $Fem gt 49>> - [[Vanity table<-Paint finger nails][$PaintedFingers to 7, $BlackFingers to 7, $M to $M + 30]]<<elseif $PaintedFingers gt 0>> - Paint finger nails<</if>> \ <<if $NudeNP is 1>>Nude nail polish<<else>>???<</if>><<if $NudeNP is 1 and $PaintedToes is 0>> - [[Vanity table<-Paint toes][$PaintedToes to 7, $NudeToes to 7, $M to $M + 30]]<<elseif $PaintedToes gt 0 and $NudeNP is 1>> - Paint toes<</if>><<if $NudeNP is 1 and $PaintedFingers is 0 and $Fem gt 49>> - [[Vanity table<-Paint finger nails][$PaintedFingers to 7, $NudeFingers to 7, $M to $M + 30]]<<elseif $PaintedFingers gt 0>> - Paint finger nails<</if>> \ <<if $NailPolishRemover is 1>>Nail polish remover - <<else>>???<</if>><<if $NailPolishRemover is 1 and $PaintedToes gt 0>>[[Vanity table<-Remove toe nail polish][$PaintedToes to 0, $LightPinkToes to 0, $DarkPinkToes to 0, $RedToes to 0, $PurpleToes to 0, $LightBlueToes to 0, $DarkBlueToes to 0, $DarkGreenToes to 0, $CyanToes to 0, $GrayToes to 0, $BlackToes to 0, $NudeToes to 0, $M to $M + 30]]<<elseif $NailPolishRemover is 1>>Remove toe nail polish<</if>><<if $NailPolishRemover is 1>> - <</if>><<if $NailPolishRemover is 1 and $PaintedFingers gt 0 and $PaintedFingers lt 8>>[[Vanity table<-Remove finger nail polish][$PaintedFingers to 0, $LightPinkToes to 0, $DarkPinkToes to 0, $RedToes to 0, $PurpleToes to 0, $LightBlueToes to 0, $DarkBlueToes to 0, $DarkGreenToes to 0, $CyanToes to 0, $GrayToes to 0, $BlackToes to 0, $NudeToes to 0, $M to $M + 30]]<<elseif $NailPolishRemover is 1>>Remove finger nail polish<</if>> <<if $CC1 gt 0 or $Fem gt 1>>__Accessories__<<else>>__??????__<</if>> <<if $CC1 is 3>>Chastity cage-Locked\ <<elseif $CC1 is 2>>[[Vanity table<-Chastity cage-Unlock][$CC1 to 1]]\ <<elseif $CC1 is 1>>[[Vanity table<-Chastity cage-Lock][$CC1 to 2]]\ <<elseif $CC2 is 3>>Chastity cage-Locked\ <<elseif $CC2 is 2>>[[Vanity table<-Chastity cage-Unlock][$CC2 to 1]]\ <<elseif $CC2 is 1>>[[Vanity table<-Chastity cage-Lock][$CC2 to 2]]\ <<elseif $CC3 is 3>>Chastity cage-Locked\ <<elseif $CC3 is 2>>[[Vanity table<-Chastity cage-Unlock][$CC3 to 1]]\ <<elseif $CC3 is 1>>[[Vanity table<-Chastity cage-Lock][$CC3 to 2]]\ <<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $ButtPlug1 is 1 and $ButtPlugA is 0>>[[Vanity table<-Small jewelled butt plug][$ButtPlugA to 1, $ButtPlugB to 0, $ButtPlugC to 0, $ButtPlugD to 0, $ButtPlugE to 0, $ButtPlugF to 0, $ButtPlugG to 0]]\ <<elseif $ButtPlugA is 1>>[[Vanity table<-Remove small jewelled butt plug][$ButtPlugA to 0]]\ <<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $ButtPlug2 is 1 and $ButtPlugB is 0>>[[Vanity table<-Black butt plug][$ButtPlugA to 0, $ButtPlugB to 1, $ButtPlugC to 0, $ButtPlugD to 0, $ButtPlugE to 0, $ButtPlugF to 0, $ButtPlugG to 0]]\ <<elseif $ButtPlugB is 1>>[[Vanity table<-Remove black butt plug][$ButtPlugB to 0]]\ <<else>>???<</if>> \ <<if $Foundation1 is 1 or $Concealer1 is 1 or $Mascara1 is 1 or $Eyeliner1 is 1 or $Blush1 is 1 or $Blush2 is 1 or $Eyeshadow1 is 1 or $Eyeshadow2 is 1 or $Eyeshadow3 is 1 or $Eyeshadow4 is 1 or $Eyeshadow5 is 1 or $Eyeshadow6 is 1 or $Lipstick1 is 1 or $Lipstick2 is 1 or $Lipstick3 is 1 or $Lipstick4 is 1 or $Lipstick5 is 1 or $Lipstick6 is 1 or $Lipstick7 is 1>><<else>>There’s a dusty old vanity table in the corner of your room that will likely keep collecting dust.<</if>>

<<set $HandS to $HandS + 2>>\ You struggle to make out the large silhouette behind the bright light. It’s certainly one person, even though they appear to eat for more than that. There also doesn’t appear to be anything in their other hand, so they likely don’t think you’re an actual threat. //What could have given it away?// “Hey Chuck, did it turn out to be just a rat?” A voice asks through the crackle of a radio. “Yeah, it’s nothing to worry about. Just a bug.” The man facing you replies. He aims the flashlight at the floor so you can see better, letting you view the security guard approaching you. “Now how did you end up stuck in here?” “Well, I…” “It’s fine, I can guess.” Given your attire, it’s probably not hard for him to fill in the dots. “Want me to open the door for you?” You meekly nod at the uniformed man. “How about you come over and reach for the keys yourself?” You hear the distinct sound of a zipper echo in the hollow halls of the mall. The man takes a few more steps towards you until you’re barely a meter separated. Even with your limited visibility, it’s not hard to see the flaccid cock dangling over the man’s boxers. Despite being soft, it seems like it’s staring right at you like an angry cyclops. “Or would you rather I call it in so the boys can take you downtown for the night? I’m sure they’d love you in lockup. <<if $KissAshShoes is 1 and $PantiesM is 0>>’Specially with those cute panties you’re wearing.<<elseif $KissAshShoes is 0>>Hehe, you’d be locked up twice!<</if>> Oh yeah, you’d be getting it all night. So how about you get on your knees and show me some loving instead?” It’s not that you want to, but his threat seems pretty clear, and even as terrified as you are, you know that touching this gross man’s cock is preferable to what people might force you to do if he follows through. Nervously kneeling, you place a hand on his now growing penis, but instantly withdraw your grip. Touching another man’s cock is nothing like you’d thought it would be. Not that you had thought about it often, but it’s still terrifyingly strange. It’s dry and stiff and unloving. You wonder if all male genitalia is like this, or just the ones who belong to extortionate pigs. “Come on boy, I can hear those prisoners calling your name.” Trying for a second time, you wince at the feel of the semi-erect member. Though every fiber of you wants to stop, you start tugging on it, as rough as though you were trying to get a lawn mower to work. Despite your complete inexperience, as well as a mix of terror and disgust, the man seems to be enjoying the handjob that you’re giving him. //He must get even less than me// You get evidence of that after he starts moaning - loudly. And his heavy breathing lets you know something even worse, he’s about to cum! “Oh yeah, faster boy.” You have no idea what to do, but if jerking this asshole off is disgusting, then him cumming on your face will be traumatizing. His cries crescendo until… “Hey, Chuck, that rat giving you trouble?” A man shouts from around a corner, he’s approaching fast, and the man with his cock out starts to panic. “No, no it’s…awh…fi…fine.” He pulls up his boxers and ushers you behind a large bench. Despite the dark, you can see his underwear filling with cum, which there isn’t even that much of. A ruined orgasm seems like an apt ending for such an ass. “You sure? It must be a pretty big rodent.” “I said it’s fine, alright? Just let me do my job.” “Alright, alright. I’ll see you back in the office.” The second man leaves, his footsteps getting quieter as they move away. “Fuck, not even a good handjob either.” Chuck murmurs as he moves towards the door to the outside, unlocking it before pushing it open. “Go on, I should never have bothered with a tease like you.” You dash out, eager to be away from the man. Under the cover of night, you don’t run into anyone on your journey to the asylum of home, though the 2nd base action had largely distracted you from what you’re wearing. Waiting on the porch is a convenient pile of clothing that was stolen from you, neatly folded like their absence didn’t cause you the most disgusting moment of your life. On top is a cute note written on a scrap of paper. “This is what it’s like to be my slut.” [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $Stress to 10 , $Horny to $Horny - 4]]

<<set $Dial to 100000>><<set $Code to 0>>\ <<set $Stress to $Stress + 2>><<if $Stress gt 10>><<set $Stress to 10>><</if>>\ <<set $Horny to $Horny + 2>><<if $Horny gt 10>><<set $Horny to 10>><</if>>\ <<set $GrayLunchFail to 0>>\ <<if $AshMad is 0>><<set $LightPinkFingers to 14>><<else>><<set $RedFingers to 14>><</if>>\ <<set $Fem to 34>>\ You’re walking out of Farrix as you usually do when $Ash accosts you. <<if $AshMad is 0>>”You silly airhead, you forgot to meet me at the mall! Come with me, we’ll just go now instead, but I have one small detour first.”\ <<elseif $AshMad is 1>>”You stupid slut. I know you’re probably busy thinking about a juicy cock, but you still need to do as I say. Come on bitch, we have one detour, but then we'll go to the mall!”<</if>> With increasing nervousness, you’re dragged by $Ash into the women’s toilets. Thankfully, no one else seems to be in them, but that privacy might only be encouraging for $Ash and whatever she has planned. “Before we do anything else, I have a concern about the security of your chastity cage. A key lock is so old fashioned, and I know how mischievous you can be when you’re horny. So I’m going to be replacing that lock with something you can't lockpick.” She demands you pull down your pants and underwear, and present your crotch to her. Given the power she has over you and your genital freedom, you decide it’s best to be obedient. Using her key, she removes the old lock, but your penis barely gets a second of true freedom. $Ash holds the cage close to your body the whole time to prevent your cock from growing. From her bag, she takes out a new lock, which features a different method of security. Instead of requiring a key, it mandates a code to unlock, and based on the 5 digits, you mentally calculate there to be 99,999 possibilities of a password. //Mr Vils would be proud// “There, try getting out of this, sissy!” $Ash giggles, allowing you to reequip your clothing, which you eagerly do before anyone enters the bathroom. After that, it's a similarly anxious walk to the mall. “You know” she begins when you arrive at the expansive complex “if you had simply done as I had asked and met me here, I would have given you a nice present. You’ll still get a gift, just one you might not want as much, and one you can’t so easily remove.” Still hand in aggressive hand, she takes you to a salon. “Hi, we’d both like some new nails please.” “Excellent” the cute girl behind the counter replies, acknowledging you with a surprised expression which she fails to suppress. “What type of nails were you thinking?” $Ash looks at you for a second, but for inspiration rather than advice. “Acrylic.” The cute girl leads you to a pair of white desks at one side of the small salon, where there are two women waiting for their new clients. “So what color are you thinking?” The tandem asks when you and $Ash sit down. “I’ll go with red.” “And how about you?” Though the question is directed at you, $Ash answers. <<if $AshMad is 1>>”He’ll go with red as well. Just make sure they’re nice and long.”<<elseif $AshMad is 0>>”She’d like a pink, nice and cute, just like her.”<</if>> Ignoring the burning color in your cheeks, the employees start to wash your nails to make sure the glue sets properly. After that, they open a pair of packages holding the acrylic presents. You spy several warnings and red signs on the sides of the boxes, suggesting that children below the age of 15 don’t open them because of how potent the glue is. When you finally see the nails themselves, you’re terrified of their size, which put any natural nails to shame. After being asked to spread your almost shaking hands on the surface, the woman across the table dots a piece of glue on each of your natural nails, which you see being done to $Ash as well. “Have you ever had acrylics before darl?” You shake your head. “They’re not anything to worry about. They’ll last at least a week before you can take them off, but they should be good for another 7 days after that before falling off themselves.” Despite sensing your nerves, and that maybe you’re not entirely here by choice, the woman still continues, and places the acrylic nails one by one on top of your own digits, replacing them so that they are no longer short, natural or dull. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/DwJCqyHw/Manicure.jpg]] When she’s done, you see a pair of feminine hands in front of you, with distractingly long nails. <<if $AshMad is 1>>They’re blatantly sluttish thanks to their scarlet shade, which you see mirrored on $Ash ‘s hands, though you can’t help but think she wears them better.<<elseif $AshMad is 0>>They’re unapologetically feminine thanks to their rosy shade. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/CLXBSL5h/Fake-nails-pink.jpg]]<</if>> “Thank you so much, they look great!” $Ash is gleaming as she hands the cute girl a handful of money, and the employees thank you for your patronage as you walk out. “I forgot how much I like having fake nails. What do you think? They’re great, right?” $Ash looks to see your hands firmly tucked into your blazer pockets. “Oh, you’re nervous. Well, that’s fine, because you’ll get used to them by the time you can take them off. And by then, you probably won’t want to anyway! Don’t worry about breaking the uniform policy of Farrix either, they’re more than allowed.” <<if $AshMad is 0>>”Did you really have to call me “she?”” “It’s more accurate than referring to you as a man, especially with those nails. Anyway, I’ll see you at school!”\ <<elseif $AshMad is 1>>”Did you really have to make me get red ones?” $Ash thinks about your point for a moment. “Maybe you’re right. With me having red as well, it almost makes it seem like we’re on the same level, and not that you’re my bitch to do with as I please. Now shut up complaining and appreciate my gift. You get used to those nails, and I’ll see you at school.”<</if>> She saunters away, still admiring her new nails. Yours remain cowering in your pocket, but you know people will have to see them eventually. [[Mall<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $M to $M + 30]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/J0PwJ8xL/Voice.jpg]] <<if $Voice lt 3>>You sit down at your computer and load up a random story on the internet. You read the passage in the closest way you can to a female voice. At first, it sounds comedic, like you're impersonating an animated rodent. And after an hour of practicing, it still sounds like that. It doesn’t help that it’s hard to judge your own voice and how convincing your falsetto tone is.\ <<elseif $Voice lt 6>>You sit down at your computer. Rather than load a random story to train your feminine voice with, you do some research on what makes a voice sound like a woman. You discover that a man typically talks between 85 and 155 Hz, while a woman averages between 165 and 255 Hz. After some more reading, you realize this is because a woman’s vocal chords are smaller, so they create a higher pitch sound. With this in mind, you try reading a story. It’s easier now because you have a clear goal of wanting a higher pitched voice.\ <<elseif $Voice lt 9>>Sitting down at your computer, you look for any apps or software that could help analyze the pitch of your own voice. Surprisingly, there are plenty, so you go about testing them. You read any random stories you find on the internet with the software and await the results. No doubt because of your training, you find you already have a pitch in the upper registry of men.\ <<elseif $Voice lt 12>>Sat at your computer, you continue training your voice. With this much practice logged, it’s no surprise that you’re already approaching an ambiguous pitch. It’s rewarding to see the progress you’ve made, and it’s encouraging you for the future in order to achieve Miss $Gray ‘s demands of sounding like a convincing woman.\ <<elseif $Voice lt 15>>After much practice and dedication, you’re finally able to consistently talk with a higher pitch that’s comfortably in the range of a woman’s voice. As encouraging as that is, listening to a recording of yourself doesn’t make you think it’s a female. Evidently, it’s not just about the pitch, but there are other aspects that make a passing voice.\ <<elseif $Voice lt 20>>While doing some more research on the topic of voice feminization, you learn that resonance is actually much more important than pitch. You come to learn that to have a more convincing resonance, you have to train the muscles around your larynx. And so, for the next hour, that’s what you do. It’s much harder than training your pitch since it can’t be measured by a simple piece of software. You have to do the best you can and hope it’s in the direction of progress.\ <<else>>After hours of work and dedication, you listen back to a recording of yourself, complete with a high pitch and woman’s resonance. A smile and incomparable sense of accomplishment washes over you when the voice sounds by every available metric, to be that of a woman. While you may have started this journey because of Miss $Gray ‘s demands, your desire to have a convincing voice willed it into existence. You uninstall the software that helped you get this far, wondering how helpful this could be in daily life. <</if>> [[Computer<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $Stress to $Stress + 1, $VoiceTrained to 1, $Voice to $Voice + 1]]

[[Computer<-Return]] Your name: <<textbox "$name" "James">> Hannah's name: <<textbox "$Hannah" "Hannah">> <<if $Day gt 1>>Miss Gray's name (Miss): <<textbox "$Gray" "Gray">> <</if>><<if $House gt 1 or $GrayBestie is 1>> <<textbox "$Gray2" "Julia">><</if>>\ <<if $Day gt 2>>Ashleigh's name: <<textbox "$Ash" "Ashleigh">> <</if>>\ <<if $Fem gt 0>>Jen's name: <<textbox "$Jen" "Jen">> <</if>>\ <<if $A gt 0>>Alex's name: <<textbox "$Alex" "Alex">> <</if>>\

<<if $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. “Actually, I wanted to apologize for not following your rules. I’ll try to be better in the future.” She pauses from her work for a moment to consider your comments. Finally, she looks at you. “Then wear what I tell you to wear, then you won’t have to apologize. Now, please leave.” You do as she asks, and walk out the eerily quiet classroom. [[School 2-1e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<elseif $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayR lt -1>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. "I wanted to say that I'm sorry for being a bad student. I will try my best to not annoy you in the future." Finally moving her eyes to you, she replies "thank you $name . I hope you are being sincere. Now, you should leave before you are late to your next lesson." As brief as her gratitude was, you are thankful that it was there at all, so you head out to your next lesson before finding a way to annoy her again. [[School 2-1e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny gt 8>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are so horny that you can't help but look at her luscious breasts. You don't pay attention to her face, and so you nearly jump out of your seat when she shouts at you. "$name , would you at least try to be subtle. This is totally inappropriate!" Her warning deters you from looking further, so your eyes observe anywhere but Miss $Gray . [[School 2-1e<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny lt 9 or $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $Horny lt 9>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are subtle with your spying, so you assume she has no idea what you are doing, and the absence of her yelling bolsters you in. Still, there are better ways to be spending your lunch than being stuck in a classroom for an hour. If you ever want to do anything else during your break, you’ll have to find a way to get on Miss $Gray ‘s good side. When the bell rings, she sends you away with a warning to be better behaved in the future. You head to the door, before you look back and realize you could apologize. [[2-1d Lunch<-Apologize][$GrayApol to 1]] [[School 2-1e<-Leave][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR gt 1 or $GrayLunchFail lt 1 and $AshR gt 1>>You find $Ash outside of your normal waiting spot, room 68. The two of you head outside during lunch. As soon as you are in a somewhat secluded spot, she leaps onto you, kissing the breath out of your lungs. "Oh $name , I just couldn't stop thinking about you in my lessons." Her over the top nature would certainly give you an erection, were it not for your chastity cage. "You are so hot, and I think I could only find you hotter if you come to my house tomorrow in my panties." The rest of the period is largely a makeout session, so you are disappointed when the bell rings, leaving the two of you to say goodbye, and to wave each other to your next lessons. [[School 2-1e<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 2]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR lt 2>>With $Ash not suggesting where to meet up, you are clueless about what to do at lunch. The locker rooms are now in use at 12, so you aimlessly wander the halls until you find a quiet spot to relax. After what feels like hours, the bell rings, and you head to your next lesson. [[School 2-1e<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<if $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. “Actually, I wanted to apologize for not following your rules. I’ll try to be better in the future.” She pauses from her work for a moment to consider your comments. Finally, she looks at you. “Then wear what I tell you to wear, then you won’t have to apologize. Now, please leave.” You do as she asks, and walk out the eerily quiet classroom. [[3-1e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<elseif $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayR lt -1>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. "I wanted to say that I'm sorry for being a bad student. I will try my best to not annoy you in the future." Finally moving her eyes to you, she replies "thank you $name . I hope you are being sincere. Now, you should leave before you are late to your next lesson." As brief as her gratitude was, you are thankful that it was there at all, so you head out to your next lesson before finding a way to annoy her again. [[3-1e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny gt 8>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are so horny that you can't help but look at her luscious breasts. You don't pay attention to her face, and so you nearly jump out of your seat when she shouts at you. "$name , would you at least try to be subtle. This is totally inappropriate!" Her warning deters you from looking further, so your eyes observe anywhere but Miss $Gray . [[3-1e<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny lt 9 or $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $Horny lt 9>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are subtle with your spying, so you assume she has no idea what you are doing, and the absence of her yelling bolsters you in. Still, there are better ways to be spending your lunch than being stuck in a classroom for an hour. If you ever want to do anything else during your break, you’ll have to find a way to get on Miss $Gray ‘s good side. When the bell rings, she sends you away with a warning to be better behaved in the future. You head to the door, before you look back and realize you could apologize. [[3-1d Lunch<-Apologize][$GrayApol to 1]] [[3-1e<-Leave][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR gt 1 or $GrayLunchFail lt 1 and $AshR gt 1>>You find $Ash outside of your usual waiting spot before finding a somewhat secluded spot to chat. “It’s been a while since we last met outside of school. Do you want to later?” Yet again, you’re left cursing Miss $Gray . “Actually, I can’t. I have some…shopping to do.” “Oh really? Do you want to do it together?” You pause to reflect on her proposition. Were it literally any other woman on the planet, your immediate response would be a resounding “no”, but $Ash ‘s desire for you to wear panties is what landed you in this mess in the first place. If anyone would be accepting, and even encouraging, it would be her. “Well, I’ll be around after school. Come find me if you decide to.” [[3-1e<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1, $WentWithAsh to 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR lt 2>>With $Ash not suggesting where to meet up, you are clueless about what to do at lunch. The locker rooms are now in use at 12, so you aimlessly wander the halls until you find a quiet spot to relax. After what feels like hours, the bell rings, and you head to your next lesson. [[3-1e<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<if $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. “Actually, I wanted to apologize for not following your rules. I’ll try to be better in the future.” She pauses from her work for a moment to consider your comments. Finally, she looks at you. “Then wear what I tell you to wear, then you won’t have to apologize. Now, please leave.” You do as she asks, and walk out the eerily quiet classroom. [[School 2-2e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<elseif $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayR lt -1>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. "I wanted to say that I'm sorry for being a bad student. I will try my best to not annoy you in the future." Finally moving her eyes to you, she replies "thank you $name . I hope you are being sincere. Now, you should leave before you are late to your next lesson." As brief as her gratitude was, you are thankful that it was there at all, so you head out to your next lesson before finding a way to annoy her again. [[School 2-2e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny gt 8>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are so horny that you can't help but look at her luscious breasts. You don't pay attention to her face, and so you nearly jump out of your seat when she shouts at you. "$name , would you at least try to be subtle. This is totally inappropriate!" Her warning deters you from looking further, so your eyes observe anywhere but Miss $Gray . [[School 2-2e<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny lt 9 or $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $Horny lt 9>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are subtle with your spying, so you assume she has no idea what you are doing, and the absence of her yelling bolsters you in. Still, there are better ways to be spending your lunch than being stuck in a classroom for an hour. If you ever want to do anything else during your break, you’ll have to find a way to get on Miss $Gray ‘s good side. When the bell rings, she sends you away with a warning to be better behaved in the future. You head to the door, before you look back and realize you could apologize. [[2-2d Lunch<-Apologize][$GrayApol to 1]] [[School 2-2e<-Leave][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR gt 1 and visited("School 2-2a") or $GrayLunchFail lt 1 and $AshR gt 1 and visited("School 2-2a")>>You find $Ash outside of your normal waiting spot, room 68. The two of you head outside during lunch. As soon as you are in a somewhat secluded spot, she leaps onto you, kissing the breath out of your lungs. "Oh $name , I just couldn't stop thinking about you in my lessons." Her over the top nature would certainly give you an erection, were it not for your chastity cage. "You are so hot, and I think I could only find you hotter if you come to my house tomorrow in some panties." The rest of the period is largely a makeout session, so you are disappointed when the bell rings, leaving the two of you to say goodbye, and to wave each other to your next lessons. [[School 2-2e<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 2]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR lt 2>>With $Ash not suggesting where to meet up, you are clueless about what to do at lunch. The locker rooms are now in use at 12, so you aimlessly wander the halls until you find a quiet spot to relax. After what feels like hours, the bell rings, and you head to your next lesson. [[School 2-2e<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<if $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. “Actually, I wanted to apologize for not following your rules. I’ll try to be better in the future.” She pauses from her work for a moment to consider your comments. Finally, she looks at you. “Then wear what I tell you to wear, then you won’t have to apologize. Now, please leave.” You do as she asks, and walk out the eerily quiet classroom. [[2-3e Key<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<elseif $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayR lt -1>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. "I wanted to say that I'm sorry for being a bad student. I will try my best to not annoy you in the future." Finally moving her eyes to you, she replies "thank you $name . I hope you are being sincere. Now, you should leave before you are late to your next lesson." As brief as her gratitude was, you are thankful that it was there at all, so you head out to your next lesson before finding a way to annoy her again. [[2-3e Key<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny gt 8>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are so horny that you can't help but look at her luscious breasts. You don't pay attention to her face, and so you nearly jump out of your seat when she shouts at you. "$name , would you at least try to be subtle. This is totally inappropriate!" Her warning deters you from looking further, so your eyes observe anywhere but Miss $Gray . [[2-3e Key<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny lt 9 or $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $Horny lt 9>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are subtle with your spying, so you assume she has no idea what you are doing, and the absence of her yelling bolsters you in. Still, there are better ways to be spending your lunch than being stuck in a classroom for an hour. If you ever want to do anything else during your break, you’ll have to find a way to get on Miss $Gray ‘s good side. When the bell rings, she sends you away with a warning to be better behaved in the future. You head to the door, before you look back and realize you could apologize. [[2-3e Key<-Apologize][$GrayApol to 1]] [[2-3e Key<-Leave][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR gt 1 or $GrayLunchFail lt 1 and $AshR gt 1>>You find $Ash outside of your normal waiting spot, room 68. The two of you head outside during lunch. As soon as you are in a somewhat secluded spot, she leaps onto you, kissing the breath out of your lungs. "Oh $name , I just couldn't stop thinking about you in my lessons." Her over the top nature would certainly give you an erection, were it not for your chastity cage. "You are so hot, and I think I could only find you hotter if you come to my house tomorrow in my panties." The rest of the period is largely a makeout session, so you are disappointed when the bell rings, leaving the two of you to say goodbye, and to wave each other to your next lessons. [[2-3e Key<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 2]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR lt 2>>With $Ash not suggesting where to meet up, you are clueless about what to do at lunch. The locker rooms are now in use at 12, so you aimlessly wander the halls until you find a quiet spot to relax. After what feels like hours, the bell rings, and you head to your next lesson. [[2-3e Key<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<if $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. “Actually, I wanted to apologize for not following your rules. I’ll try to be better in the future.” She pauses from her work for a moment to consider your comments. Finally, she looks at you. “Then wear what I tell you to wear, then you won’t have to apologize. Now, please leave.” You do as she asks, and walk out the eerily quiet classroom. [[2-5e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<elseif $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayR lt -1>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. "I wanted to say that I'm sorry for being a bad student. I will try my best to not annoy you in the future." Finally moving her eyes to you, she replies "thank you $name . I hope you are being sincere. Now, you should leave before you are late to your next lesson." As brief as her gratitude was, you are thankful that it was there at all, so you head out to your next lesson before finding a way to annoy her again. [[2-5e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny gt 8>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are so horny that you can't help but look at her luscious breasts. You don't pay attention to her face, and so you nearly jump out of your seat when she shouts at you. "$name , would you at least try to be subtle. This is totally inappropriate!" Her warning deters you from looking further, so your eyes observe anywhere but Miss $Gray . [[2-5e<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny lt 9 or $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $Horny lt 9>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are subtle with your spying, so you assume she has no idea what you are doing, and the absence of her yelling bolsters you in. Still, there are better ways to be spending your lunch than being stuck in a classroom for an hour. If you ever want to do anything else during your break, you’ll have to find a way to get on Miss $Gray ‘s good side. When the bell rings, she sends you away with a warning to be better behaved in the future. You head to the door, before you look back and realize you could apologize. [[2-5d Lunch<-Apologize][$GrayApol to 1]] [[2-5e<-Leave][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $LostKeys is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 2>><<set $LostKeys to 2>>You find $Ash outside of your normal waiting spot, room 68. The two of you head outside during lunch. After finding a fairly secluded spot, you sit to talk together. “So, about your chastity key. I’m sure you’re more than eager to get it back, but if you want it, then…” "Actually, I...have a spare key." “A spare key? Isn’t that kind of against the spirit of chastity?” You’re not eager to tell the truth, so you keep digging yourself into a pit of lies. “Well, the cage came with two. I guess you can keep the key I lost if you ever find it. "Oh." She seems rather disappointed, but she tries her best to hide it. “I guess I’ll make a nice memento.” For the rest of the period, you talk about things unimportant, like your other lessons, until you eventually have to go to them. [[2-5e<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 2, $LostKeys to 2]]\ <<elseif $LostKeys is 0>>You find $Ash outside of your normal waiting spot, room 68. Together, you head outside during lunch. "So how are you enjoying being a full time student at Farrix?" "It's not bad. Miss $Gray keeps me busy." You answer, comically downplaying the situation. "Is it because you don't pay attention to her lessons?" "I think it might be more that she's against a boy being at Farrix." "Well I certainly like that you are" she says, moving closer to you, kissing you on the cheek. The rest of the period is largely a makeout session, so you are disappointed when the bell rings, leaving the two of you to say goodbye, and to wave each other to your next lessons. [[2-5e<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR lt 2 and $AshSad is 0>>With $Ash not suggesting where to meet up, you are clueless about what to do at lunch. The locker rooms are now in use at 12, so you aimlessly wander the halls until you find a quiet spot to relax. After what feels like hours, the bell rings, and you head to your next lesson. [[2-5e<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<return>> [[Chapter 1 Skip<-Chapter 2: Unlikely Friendships]] [[Chapter 2 Skip<-Chapter 3: A reign of terror]] [[Chapter 3 Skip<-Chapter 4: A new housemate]]

<<if $Fem is 33>><<set $Fem to 34>>\ <<elseif $Fem is 34>><<set $Fem to 35>><</if>>\ <<set $CC2 to 3>>\ You take your familiar journey to Farrix, only no longer having to worry about giving your chastity cage key to Miss $Gray . [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] You enter room 68 while it is still mostly empty, with only your domineering teacher present, who is leaning against the front of her desk, waiting for you. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5ytWZ56r/Inspection.jpg]] “Strip.” As requested, you shed your clothes for Miss $Gray to assess you. <<if $TightsA is 1 or $TightsB is 1 or $TightsD is 1>>”It's nice to see that you’re wearing tights. They are flattering, if a bit dull.”\ <<elseif $TightsC is 1>>”Beautiful tights. They really are appropriate for a sissy like you to be wearing.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseA is 1>>”A staple in any wardrobe. Your hosiery looks beautiful, $name . It’s just a pity that no one else can admire your legs in them.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseB is 1>>”Nude pantyhose? A peculiar choice, but you are meeting your uniform requirements.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseC is 1 or $PantyhoseD is 1>>”Fishnets? Not terribly appropriate, $name . However, I suppose I never specified that this was against the rules of Farrix. I’ll allow this for now, but I may change my mind one day.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseH is 1>>”A playful choice for your hosiery. Not entirely appropriate for Farrix, but I’ll allow it, for now.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseE is 1>>”Certainly an interesting choice for your hosiery. Normally such a pick would catch an eye, but with these obstructive pants, they won’t be spotted. Quite a shame, no?”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseF is 1>>”These pretty pantyhose of yours are certainly an eye catcher, but not in the best way. You’d look so much cuter with a less tacky pair.”\ <<elseif $StockingsA is 1 or $StockingsB is 1>>”Black stockings: a staple in any wardrobe, especially for a woman in a professional setting like this. I don’t think I could imagine anything more appropriate.”\ <<elseif $StockingsC is 1>>”An interesting dichotomy, isn’t it? Stockings are meant to be slutty, but the nude tone suggests an element of class.”\ <<elseif $StockingsD is 1>>”Pink stockings, the height of both slutiness and femininity. How appropriate.”\ <<elseif $StockingsE is 1>>”There’s no hosiery that a whore should be without like a pair of fishnet stockings. Imagine what your classmates would think if they could see beneath your pants.”\ <<elseif $SocksM is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”Socks? Socks! Come on $name . Hosiery is like a luxurious second skin. Dull socks like these are neither comfortable nor pretty”.<</if>> Miss $Gray takes a closer look at your underwear. \ <<if $PantiesA is 1 or $PantiesB is 1 or $PantiesC is 1 or $PantiesD is 1 or $PantiesE is 1 or $PantiesF is 1 or $PantiesG is 1 or $PantiesH is 1 or $PantiesI is 1 or $PantiesJ is 1 or $PantiesK is 1 or $PantiesL is 1 or $PantiesM is 1 or $PantiesN is 1>>”Nice panties. Such beautiful underwear is worn by every student here at Farrix. Wouldn’t it feel wrong to stand out by wearing men’s underwear?”\ <<elseif $GarterPantiesA is 1 or $GarterPantiesB is 1 or $GarterPantiesC is 1>>”Garter panties? A beautiful mix of sexyness and practicality. I’m more than impressed in your choice of underwear today.”\ <<elseif $ThongA is 1 or $ThongB is 1 or $ThongC is 1 or $ThongD is 1 or $ThongE is 1>>”A thong? Good for hiding panty lines, and for feeling sexy all day long. Which one do you care about more?”\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”It’s ridiculous seeing a man in panties, just as it is seeing a sissy like you in boxers. This is ridiculous, $name , and I thought you had matured past this point a long time ago.”<</if>> <<if $GarterA is 1 or $GarterB is 1>>”A beautiful garter belt. Useful for so many things, like being sexier, or holding up a pair of sultry stockings. Of course, you’ll have to worry about your garter straps leaving an impression against your pants, though that’s a small trade off for feeling so sexy." She continues her inspection, turning her attention southwards.\ <<elseif $GarterC is 1>>”Simply adorable garters. It should be a crime that no one can see them on your legs.” She continues her inspection, turning her attention southwards.\ <<else>>She continues her inspection, turning her attention southwards.<</if>> <<if $ShaveLegs gt 6>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>Miss $Gray looks at your legs. "Really? How could you let your legs grow this disgusting? Be sure to shave them and they'll look and feel much better."\ <<elseif $ShaveLegs lt 3>>Miss $Gray lightly strokes your leg. "Don't you just love the feeling of freshly shaven legs? So smooth, so feminine. Keep it up."\ <<elseif $ShaveLegs lt 7>>Miss $Gray admires your legs. "Smooth. Be sure to keep it up."<</if>> <<if $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $Bra is 1>> \ She cups her hand gently against your chest, confirming the presence of the sexy brassiere underneath. "The padding on this lingerie will almost make you feel like you have some breasts of your own.\ <<elseif $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra is 1>> \ She cups her hand gently against your chest, confirming the sports bra underneath your shirt. "Do you like someone feeling your breasts?" She laughs at the uncomfortable expression that your face turns into.\ <<elseif $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>\ She presses her hand against your chest. When she senses that there is no bra beneath your shirt, she looks disappointed.<</if>> <<if $ShoesCOrder is 1 and $ShoesC is 1>>"Such cute shoes, $name . Make sure to keep wearing them."\ <<elseif $ShoesCOrder is 1 and $ShoesC is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>"I'm sure you would much prefer to be wearing a pair of cute flats, so where are they?"\ <<elseif $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlug is 1>>Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. "Nice to see you can remember this" she taunts, pressing down on your rear. "I'm sure it will be harder for you to daydream in class when you have this penetrating you."\ <<elseif $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlug is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1 and $TimesSpanked to $TimesSpanked + 1>>Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. The silent room is quickly filled with a shriek from you as her hand slaps your butt cheeks. "I thought I made it clear that you will wear a butt plug from now on." Several more times you cry out as her hand hits you.<</if>> <<if $LightPinkFingers gt 7 or $RedFingers gt 7>>”What beautiful nails you have, $name . Their length, their color, it’s so appropriate. I’m assuming this is $Ash ‘s doing. She’s proving to be quite the trainer.” She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $PaintedFingers gt 0>>”So you like those nails? It’s nice to see you’ve accepted having such a flattering shade on your hands.” She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<else>>She then lets you dress yourself again.<</if>> <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>"It is extremely disappointing that you can't follow the most basic of instructions $name . Come here at lunch for your punishment. At least you will have $Ash to keep you company."\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $GrayR lt -2>>"While it is good that you can follow instructions, I am not pleased with your behavior. Come here at lunch for you punishment."\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $GrayR gt -3>>"Your behavior has been exemplary as of late, keep it up."<</if>> [[9-1b<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 8>><<set $M to 0>>\ The students begin to file in around you. <<if $JenLevel is 0 or $JenLevel is 1>>Your classmates have largely gotten used to you by now, though they all no doubt still see you as being somewhere you do not belong.\ <<elseif $JenLevel is 2>>There’s some unintelligible whispers from some of the class as they enter, among some giggles and cruel words that you’re more than used to being called. “Sissy” particularly stands out to you as this being $Jen ‘s doing. Thankfully, it’s only a few of them, and the mockery, coming from a select few stops after a moment.\ <<elseif $JenLevel is 3>>There’s conversations as usual that are had by the entering classmates, but from what you pick up, the topic is awfully different than the usual discourse. There’s a lot of laughter and staring at you from what seems like half the class, and the words they throw around, which vary from whispers to average conversational volume, seem either feminine or demeaning. You pick out several instances of “sissy” “loser” and “pathetic”.<</if>> <<if $AshMad is 1>>You look to the side to check if $Ash is there, and almost disappointingly, she is. Around her ankle, is the familiar piece of jewelry, which has a key hanging from it.\ <<else>>$Ash takes her usual seat next to you. Around her ankle, is the familiar piece of jewelry, which has a key hanging from it.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/W4P87PL7/Ash-key-anklet.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $GrayR lt 0>>Miss $Gray seems to be harsher to you today. She demands you answer more questions than she does the other students, and is crueler to you when you get them wrong, and barely affirms your answer when you get them right.<<elseif $GrayR gt - 1>>Despite the pre-class inspection, Miss $Gray barely seems to care about you during the lesson, which you certainly wouldn't complain about.<</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8>>During the lesson, though, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes lustfully wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.<<elseif $Horny lt 9>>Despite the ample distractions around you in the form of attractive women, you manage to listen diligently.<</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>> The butt plug filling your rear isn’t helping the situation, however, and leaves you even more turned on.<</if>> <<if $Day3 is 1>>[[Jen Monday 6<-Continue]]<<else>>[[9-1c Lunch<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 13>>\ You head to your next lesson. <<if $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 1>>Not only do the whispers commence from the moment you enter the classroom, so too does the awkward glance from your teacher. Mr Hawt, in character with how nice he’s been since your start at Farrix, gives you an encouraging gaze, but no doubt he’s more than aware of all the rumors perpetuated by the students in same class as you right now.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 2>>Mr Vils reaction to your entry is as neutral as it always has been, and likely always will be. If $Jen did try to bring up your sissyness to him, he’d probably get annoyed at her for discussing something not related to mathematics. For once in your life, you’re glad to have such a hardass of a teacher.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 3>>Nevermind the rest of the students, your teacher can barely stifle her giggles enough to welcome you to the classroom. Miss Bulthrough clearly keeps her ear close to the ground, and she’s getting in on the jokes almost more than the students are. “Oops, I think I lost my lipstick. Does anyone know where it went?” The encouraged class looks at you, before your teacher realizes she “misplaced it.”\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 4>>Rather than demand your classmates’ torment of you stops, Miss Green thinks it would be more effective to diagnose why they think it’s okay to mock someone so blatantly. She openly conjectures that maybe they secretly feel pity for you, or perhaps they genuinely feel so superior that they can mock you without consequence. She also posits that classmates may just be following the “tribe leader”, and following someone else’s footsteps who’s teasing you. And then she gets to diagnosing you. “One of the things I disagree with Freud on is penis envy. You see, I don’t feel it’s restricted to women. My theory is that people with small penises, perhaps like you, envy other men, and thus feel a sense of inferiority.” Suffice to say, you’d rather your teacher spend the hour slapping you with papers than inadvertently humiliating you like this, but you never did get an option.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 5>>"Miss $Gilda , did you know that $name is a sissy?” One classmate blurts out at the beginning of the hour, much to the laughter of the rest of the class, save you. “And?” “Well, it means he likes to we…” “That’s relevant how? I’m trying to teach you the meaning of life and you’re too busy thinking and distracting me and the rest of the class with these vapid comments. Did you know Plato considered the body and its senses a distraction for the soul? I would consider this great proof of that. Detention for you.” Your teacher’s harsh put down means that, at least for the next hour, you don’t have to listen to any mockery.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 3>>The whispers have already begun from the moment you enter the classroom. “You know Molly, I bet he has more panties than you!” one girl teases. “Shut up! You should be nicer to him anyway. I hear sissies are really sensitive. You wouldn’t want him to start crying, would you?” “You know, that would be really funny!”\ <<else>>Your teacher welcomes you with much more of a greeting than you get from the students.<</if>> <<if $Day3 is 1 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Jz0hBntZ/Science.jpg]] "Okay, can someone tell me what the opposite of a dominant allele is? Alice?" The girl thinks for a moment before proudly shouting "submissive!" The class starts laughing, and you can see Mr Hawt looking slightly confused. You soon stop paying attention to the lesson, and start paying attention to the girls and the rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 1 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Jz0hBntZ/Science.jpg]] Once the science lesson begins, you inevitably and immediately tune out and admire the beauty of the girls around you. It’s fortunate that this isn’t a practical session, else you probably would have spilled several bottles and flasks of chemicals. Fortunately, Mr Hawt is far too kind to even bring up your likely obvious staring, and that’s assuming he even noticed.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 2 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Bv1QMVTv/Maths.jpg]] “Can anyone tell me what the opposite of a numerator is? Megan?” The silent class turns their attention to the girl, who is visibly struggling. “A dominator?” The class now erupts in laughter, the girl’s face turning red. You soon stop paying attention to the lesson, and start paying attention to the girls. The rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 2 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Bv1QMVTv/Maths.jpg]] As soon as you sit down, you start staring at the cute girls around you. //How could they seriously expect me to do arithmetic in a school filled with such hot women?// Fortunately, Mr Vils is much more laid back than Miss $Gray , so the lesson goes by without issue.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 3 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/MKdTTRZz/English.jpg]] “The act of her standing in the doorway is less physical and more symbolic, as it’s representative of…” You soon stop paying attention to the lesson, and start paying attention to the girls, as well as admiring Miss Bullthrough’s body. The rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 3 and $Horny gt 5>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/MKdTTRZz/English.jpg]] Once the door closes and you’re sat down, you immediately start staring at the girls around you. As you’re admiring a particularly attractive girl at the front of the class, Miss Bullthrough asks you a question, and her gaze tells you she knows exactly what you were doing. You do your best to answer, but the only thing you’ve learnt from this lesson is that boobs are better than books. When the attention goes away from you, you try to be a bit subtler. Instead, you look at your teacher’s generous rear whenever she’s writing on the board, which is hardly a downgrade. The rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 4 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/sgLgPrZ8/Psychology.jpg]] ”As I’m sure you’re all aware, Freud’s idea of the Oedipus complex has largely been debunked, though I’m sure he’d have a field day with all the step-mom porn on the internet.” The only response to Miss Green’s joke is seemingly crickets. You soon zone out, and decide to take the other students as case studies on what turns you on the most.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 4 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/sgLgPrZ8/Psychology.jpg]] When you’re presented with the option between outdated psychological theories and hot uniformed women, you know it’s hardly an option at all. And while some blue balled psychologist might want to analyze your choices like those, you’d rather just admire boobs and butts when you can.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 5 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/3JKNY9TL/Philosophy.jpg]] ”Okay class, get ready, because today we’re tackling the ontological argument. First, I’d like you to think of something which exists in the mind, but not reality, for instance, like Winnie the Pooh.” //Hmm…Catwoman?…Mmm….Catwoman…// “Now, think of something which exists in the mind and in reality, like someone famous.” //Hmm…Riley Reid?...Mmm…Riley Reid…// “Now think of something which exists in reality, but not in your mind.” //Wait…how can I possibly think of something which does not exist in the mind?// You zone out soon after, thinking of Catwoman and Riley Reid.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 5 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/3JKNY9TL/Philosophy.jpg]] Almost as soon your butt lands in its seat, your mind has gone wandering, missing potentially life changing ideas in favor of a fantasy of an ethereal handjob. With how complex philosophy is, if you ever wanted to pay attention, you’d have to be much less horny.<</if>> <<if not visited("Ash C1") and not visited("Ash C1 Punish")>>[[Ash C1 Punish<-Continue][$H to 16]]\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail gt 1 and $Fem lt 35>>[[9-1e<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Fem lt 35>>[[9-1f<-Continue][$H to 16]]\ <<elseif $Fem is 35 and $GrayLunchFail gt 1>>[[Ash C2 GrayLunchFail<-Continue][$H to 16]]\ <<elseif $Fem is 35 and $GrayLunchFail lt 2>>[[Ash C2 Normal<-Continue][$H to 16]]<</if>>

<<set $GrayLunchFail to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] You walk out of Farrix, your chastity key still around the ankle of $Ash , or maybe more accurately, in the mad world of her mind. [[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] <<if $Stress gt 9>>You feel too stressed to not go straight home<</if>>\ <<if $Stress lt 10 and $A gt 0>>[[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>>

<<set $Fem to 36>>\ <<if $GrayR gt 1>>You’ve barely entered the classroom for your punishment when someone else enters behind you. “$Ash , I’m glad you showed up. I would have had to punish you as well if you changed your mind.” “That’s not necessary. I assume I’m still good to take $name off your hands then?” The emerging $Ash asks. “Of course. But I trust you will punish him in the same way that I would.” Your teacher nods, the situation not being clarified an inch. “Come on, we've got stuff to do.” After following $Ash out of the classroom, you keep trailing her. “What’s going on? Where are we going?” “We’ve got some more training to do. And that unproductive bitch isn’t as committed as I am, so I asked to take you away from your detention.” “Training? What training?” “Don’t like surprises, do you? You’ll find out soon enough.” Shortly after, you’ve arrived at the familiar site of $Ash ‘s bedroom. [[Ash C2 House<-Continue][$M to $M + 30]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt 2>>You’ve barely entered the classroom for your punishment when someone else enters behind you. “$Ash , I’m glad you showed up. I would have had to punish you as well if you changed your mind.” “That’s not necessary - I hope you came prepared as I did.” The emerging $Ash replies, coming out from behind you. “Of course I did.” The three of you convene in the center of the room, you seemingly the only one not understanding what’s going on. “Why are we all here?” [[Ash C2 School<-Continue][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>>

<<set $Fem to 36>>\ <<if $GrayR gt 1>>While on your way out of Farrix, $Ash shouts at you, drawing yours and everyone else’s attention. “I hope you don’t have any plans. Come with me.” Before you can even ask where you are going, she’s walking away, leaving you to catch up to her. After leaving Farrix, you can tell you’re on the familiar journey to $Ash ‘s house. “So can you tell me what we’re doing now?” “You just can’t keep that pretty mouth of yours shut, can you? I promise you’ll enjoy it, but that’s all I will say.” No amount of begging for clues gives you any ideas, and before you know it, you’ve arrived in $Ash ‘s room, the nervous anticipation growing inside you. [[Ash C2 House<-Continue][$M to $M + 30]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt 2>>While on your way out of Farrix, $Ash shouts at you, drawing yours and everyone else’s attention. “I hope you don’t have any plans. Come with me.” Before you can even ask where you are going, she’s walking away, leaving you to catch up to her. You’re not moving for long before you realize what your shared destination is. Standing outside of Miss $Gray ‘s classroom normally fills you with anxiety, but here with $Ash , those fears are tripled. You walk in with $Ash in front. “I was starting to think you had changed your mind.” Your teacher nonchalantly comments upon your entry. $Ash doesn’t reply, though you know the remark was aimed at her. The three of you convene in the center of the room. “So why am I here?” [[Ash C2 School<-Continue][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>>

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] <<if $AshMad is 1>>”Now, for the next part of your training, my little slut. Someday, you’ll look back on this moment, and recognize it as the critical point in your lifetime, the day you saw your purpose. Now, kneel down.” As you do as she asks, $Ash walks out of sight behind you. What you can see soon gets covered up, as you feel a small cloth get wrapped around your head, painting your vision black, while your friend fiddles with the material behind your head. She ties a knot to complete the blind fold, leaving you sightless in your submissive position. “You should be thanking me for only taking away one of your senses, because someday, you won't need your ears, or your nose either. For a sissy like you they’re pointless. The only thing you’re good for is this.” You feel her hand caress your butt cheeks. “These.” She moves in front of you now, holding your hands. “And this.” Her fingers linger around your mouth, opening it up with her thumbs. “Everything else - your clothes, your body, your pretty face, it’s all meant for one thing. Attracting cock.” Suddenly, a foreign object enters into your mouth, sliding between your parted lips, which can’t close in time to stop it. Your tongue circles the object from it’s center, which has a tiny hole, to it’s symmetrical head. It has a strange, rubbery taste to it, that feels far too sterile to be anything natural. And while you don’t have any first hand experience with dildos, you instantly realize that you have a fake cock in your mouth, or at least the head of one. “So you know that taste? I would have started you off with the real thing, but you probably would have embarrassed both of us. So let’s start slow. Tease the cock, introduce yourself with that tongue of yours.” $Ash ‘s hands wrap themselves around the back of your head, precluding you from pulling your body back. “After you’ve done that, you have to start sucking him, up and down.” As suddenly as it’s initial entry, the dildo starts moving forward, before retreating again. The movement continues, and you feel your lips engulf the first few inches of the dildo until they slide to the head again. After a couple of minutes, you’re completely used to the sensation. “Once you’ve lubricated the hard phallus, you have to go deep - deep enough to reach the base of his cock, maybe even feel balls on your chin.” The cock thrusts itself down your throat, immediately making you gag, and wanting to hurl. No matter the worrying sounds you make though, $Ash keeps shoving the dildo back and forth. The dick head goes as far back as it can, but never exits your mouth. Even then, you’re sure the cock keeps going, and it’s impossible to know just how far you are from the base of the dildo. “Come on you useless slut! If you’re not good with your mouth, then guys are only going to want to go wild on that ass of yours, and I don’t think you’re ready for that. You’ll be thrown to the streets if you can’t keep a good cock down, and this thing is tiny compared to the monsters that it takes to satisfy a woman. But even this is much bigger than your pathetic excuse for penis. You clit could never please a female, so that’s why your sex life is going to be about taking cocks. Cock after cock, all night long.” You’re unsure how any porn star does it, but you can practically feel your stomach calling the vomit up. You fall backwards, crashing to the floor and coughing profusely, your mouth finally free of the cock. When you pull the blindfold off, you see a pissed off $Ash standing over you, a strap on attached to her hips. True to her word, that cock looks tiny compared to the average porn penis. “What the hell were you doing? I was choking!” “When are you going to realize it’s not about you? It’s about the men who will use you, the women who will laugh at you, not about your petty discomforts. Maybe I underestimated your natural sluttiness. You need more practice, and I’m sick of your bad attitude and lack of gratitude. Get a dildo and train yourself.” She leans over, so that she’s practically standing on top of you. “And don’t you dare think about cheating, because one day soon, I’m going to show up when you don’t expect it, and shove my cock down your throat, and if you can’t take it, there will be hell to pay. Now get the fuck out of here!” You don’t have a chance to reprieve as she practically grabs you by your shirt collar, and throws you out of her house, landing roughly on the street, just as she promised would happen if you couldn’t satisfy a man. When you get home, you’re disgusted to realize there’s strings of saliva hanging around your mouth and chin, visible for all to see. You wipe it away, and take a while to recover from the terrifying experience. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 2, $Stress to $Stress + 3, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $AshMad is 0>><<set $Dildo1 to 1>>”Now, for the next part of your training, my sweet little bunny. Someday, you’ll look back on this moment, and recognize it as the critical point in your lifetime, the day you saw your purpose. Now, kneel down.” As you do as she asks, $Ash walks out of sight behind you. There are some noises that you can’t quite identify. It sounds almost like a belt buckling. “Is the anticipation killing you?” She walks back around, now in your sight. She’s still wearing her uniform, but your eyes are locked to her waist, where there’s a collection of straps and rings, holding up a plastic penis that’s sticking out perpendicular to her beautiful body. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/dtcYRM7v/Gray_strap_on_skirt.jpg]] “You don’t need to be afraid, I’ll be gentle - at first. This has been a long time coming. That beautiful mouth of yours has been waiting patiently for a cock to come introduce itself to you. Some many years wasted. From now on, if you’ve not sucked a cock that day, it’s time ill spent.” $Ash stands less than a step in front of you, so that the dildo is hanging mere inches from your mouth. Slowly, she pokes the fake cock closer and closer to your lips, until it’s prodding at your kisser. “Open up.” Gazing into her eyes, you see that she’s serious, but there’s also love in them, as if she actually thinks you’ll enjoy this. Your lips part to welcome the phallic object. The head feels expectedly alien. Your tongue feels the size increase and increase until it curves back to the size of the rest of the penis. It’s dry initially, but after a minute of it protruding into your mouth, your mouth has salivated enough to coat it in nature’s lubricant. Once you've gotten used to your new friend, you can go further down. $Ash proves her point by thrusting the cock down into your mouth as far as she can. You instantly gag and cough at the throat invading sensation. $Ash pulls out slightly, but only temporarily, and when you’ve composed yourself again, she plows her cock back down into your throat. “I know it may hurt, but the only way to get better is by jumping in the deep end like this.” You want to pull away, but $Ash is holding your head close to her, leaving you almost impaled on the cock, which is making vomit almost hurl out of your mouth. “What the hell were you doing? I was choking!” “Oh sweetie, I know, but you have to learn at some point. And if you’re not good at sucking cock, I don’t want some man to slap you simply because you can’t satisfy him. It’s tough love, I know, but it’s the best thing for you, whether you realize it or not. But I also trust you, so if you’re struggling with these baby steps, maybe you can take them yourself. Here.” She moves over to a nearby drawer, and takes out a second dildo, slightly smaller than the one connected to her leather belt. “Take this to train yourself with.” She places it in your outstretched hands. “But please, don’t take advantage of my trust. I’ll test you soon, and if you can’t take it like a regular pornstar, I’m going to be VERY pissed.” After recovering, you leave, making sure your phallic present is tucked well away in your bag. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 2, $Stress to $Stress + 2, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]<</if>>

<<set $SuckS to $SuckS + 1>>\ “You see” $Ash begins “I wanted to take another step in your training, and after I told Miss $Gray about it, she insisted on joining.” Though she may be trying to hide it, you think $Ash is slightly annoyed at Miss $Gray ‘s involvement. “Right. It’s essential that you learn the correct way.” “Learn what?” Your teacher returns behind her desk, and you hear the opening of one of the drawers behind it. At the same time, $Ash is scavenging for something inside of her bag. <<if $AshMad is 0>>“Well, it’s very important that a sissy has the skills she’ll need to please a man, so we’re going to teach you how to please a cock with that pretty mouth of yours.”\ <<else>>”We’re going to put that mouth of yours to use so that you know how to please a man.”<</if>> $Ash finds what she’s looking for in her bag, and pulls out a silicone love stick, complete with a realistic head and balls. Behind her, Miss $Gray emerges, holding a dildo herself. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Hx25DsHw/Dildo.jpg]] As they both stand in front of you, it’s clear that the two fake cocks aren’t anything too impressive. They’re probably the same size as your own dick, which is to say they could be much bigger. “How about you get in a more appropriate position, and get down on those knees of yours.” Miss $Gray ‘s command is helped by $Ash placing her hand on your shoulder, pushing you down until your left at slightly above $Ash ‘s waist, and are even smaller compared to your teacher, thanks to her large heels. $Ash is about to step directly in front of you when Miss $Gray moves in first.. “Firstly, you’ll want to make sure your friend is as hard as he can be, so start off stroking him slowly, and work your way up.” “Right, like this.” $Ash removes herself from your teacher’s shadow and steps beside her. She mimics the action she wants to see you do, stroking her dildo from tip to base, back and forth. You copy her with the dildo Miss $Gray is holding at her waist, pointed down straight at your lips like an arrow. The fake dick lives up to it’s name. The synthetic material is cold and unloving, at least compared to your experience of stroking a dick. “And once you’ve done that you’ll want to put the tip into your mouth, teasing it lightly.” $Ash tries to step in front of you so that you can wrap your lips around her cock, but your teacher doesn’t move. With Miss $Gray ‘s eyes locked with yours, you know she wants HER cock in your mouth. Lips parted, you lean in like you're taking a bite of a foreign food. The head is horribly dry, so you try to work your mouth into salivating more, which helps to lubricate the tip of the phallus. “Good, now start pleasing the rest of it.” Clearly, your teacher is getting into the role, to the exclusion of $Ash . The head pushes past your lips and scrapes along your tongue. Despite having thought the cock was small, it’s incredibly invasive in your mouth. Evidently, your dick sucking skills are nothing compared to the hot porn stars you’ve seen shoving massive 12 inchers down their throat. With no indication, your teacher starts raping your mouth with her cock. It’s getting rammed down your throat, leaving you gagging and trying to back away, but even when you stumble backwards, Miss $Gray ensures the cock is still being thrust into your face. It only stops when $Ash steps in. “I think you should stop.” $Ash suggests, cautious in her words as to not appear that she’s telling your domineering teacher what to do. “I know what’s best for the sissy.” <<if $AshMad is 1>>Given everything she’s done to you, it’s surprising that $Ash is sticking up for you , though maybe it’s because she’d like to do the oral session herself.<</if>> Showing more defiance in a single act than you have since you joined Farrix, $Ash pulls Miss $Gray away, leaving you seeing a bizarre sight from the floor of two women engaged in an argument while holding dildos against their crotch. “What do you think you’re doing?” “I’m stopping you from choking him!” “If you’re not willing to do what it takes to train her, then you shouldn’t be in control of her.” “If you’re not going to listen to her choking, then neither do you!” “$Ash ! I did you a favor when I gave you that key, and this is how you show me respect? $name , leave, me and your girlfriend have a lot to talk about.” Crawling back to your feet, you walk out. The silence gets broken the moment the door closes behind you. //Those two really don’t like each other// [[Ash C2 School 2<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 8>><<set $M to 0>>\ The students begin to file in around you. <<if $JenLevel is 0 or $JenLevel is 1>>Your classmates have largely gotten used to you by now, though they all no doubt still see you as being somewhere you do not belong.\ <<elseif $JenLevel is 2>>There’s some unintelligible whispers from some of the class as they enter, among some giggles and cruel words that you’re more than used to being called. “Sissy” particularly stands out to you as this being $Jen ‘s doing. Thankfully, it’s only a few of them, and the mockery, coming from a select few stops after a moment.\ <<elseif $JenLevel is 3>>There’s conversations as usual that are had by the entering classmates, but from what you pick up, the topic is awfully different than the usual discourse. There’s a lot of laughter and staring at you from what seems like half the class, and the words they throw around, which vary from whispers to average conversational volume, seem either feminine or demeaning. You pick out several instances of “sissy” “loser” and “pathetic”.<</if>> <<if $AshMad is 1>>You look to the side to check if $Ash is there, and almost disappointingly, she is. Around her ankle, is the familiar piece of jewelry, which has a key hanging from it.\ <<else>>$Ash takes her usual seat next to you. Around her ankle, is the familiar piece of jewelry, which has a key hanging from it.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/W4P87PL7/Ash-key-anklet.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $GrayR lt 0>>Miss $Gray seems to be harsher to you today. She demands you answer more questions than she does the other students, and is crueler to you when you get them wrong, and barely affirms your answer when you get them right.<<elseif $GrayR gt - 1>>Despite the pre-class inspection, Miss $Gray barely seems to care about you during the lesson, which you certainly wouldn't complain about.<</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8>>During the lesson, though, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes lustfully wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.<<elseif $Horny lt 9>>Despite the ample distractions around you in the form of attractive women, you manage to listen diligently.<</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>> The butt plug filling your rear isn’t helping the situation, however, and leaves you even more turned on.<</if>> [[9-5c Lunch<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 13>>\ You head to your next lesson. <<if $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 1>>Not only do the whispers commence from the moment you enter the classroom, so too does the awkward glance from your teacher. Mr Hawt, in character with how nice he’s been since your start at Farrix, gives you an encouraging gaze, but no doubt he’s more than aware of all the rumors perpetuated by the students in same class as you right now.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 2>>Mr Vils reaction to your entry is as neutral as it always has been, and likely always will be. If $Jen did try to bring up your sissyness to him, he’d probably get annoyed at her for discussing something not related to mathematics. For once in your life, you’re glad to have such a hardass of a teacher.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 3>>Nevermind the rest of the students, your teacher can barely stifle her giggles enough to welcome you to the classroom. Miss Bulthrough clearly keeps her ear close to the ground, and she’s getting in on the jokes almost more than the students are. “Oops, I think I lost my lipstick. Does anyone know where it went?” The encouraged class looks at you, before your teacher realizes she “misplaced it.”\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 4>>Rather than demand your classmates’ torment of you stops, Miss Green thinks it would be more effective to diagnose why they think it’s okay to mock someone so blatantly. She openly conjectures that maybe they secretly feel pity for you, or perhaps they genuinely feel so superior that they can mock you without consequence. She also posits that classmates may just be following the “tribe leader”, and following someone else’s footsteps who’s teasing you. And then she gets to diagnosing you. “One of the things I disagree with Freud on is penis envy. You see, I don’t feel it’s restricted to women. My theory is that people with small penises, perhaps like you, envy other men, and thus feel a sense of inferiority.” Suffice to say, you’d rather your teacher spend the hour slapping you with papers than inadvertently humiliating you like this, but you never did get an option.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 5>>"Miss $Gilda , did you know that $name is a sissy?” One classmate blurts out at the beginning of the hour, much to the laughter of the rest of the class, save you. “And?” “Well, it means he likes to we…” “That’s relevant how? I’m trying to teach you the meaning of life and you’re too busy thinking and distracting me and the rest of the class with these vapid comments. Did you know Plato considered the body and its senses a distraction for the soul? I would consider this great proof of that. Detention for you.” Your teacher’s harsh put down means that, at least for the next hour, you don’t have to listen to any mockery.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 3>>The whispers have already begun from the moment you enter the classroom. “You know Molly, I bet he has more panties than you!” one girl teases. “Shut up! You should be nicer to him anyway. I hear sissies are really sensitive. You wouldn’t want him to start crying, would you?” “You know, that would be really funny!”\ <<else>>Your teacher welcomes you with much more of a greeting than you get from the students.<</if>> <<if $Day3 is 1 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Jz0hBntZ/Science.jpg]] "Okay, can someone tell me what the opposite of a dominant allele is? Alice?" The girl thinks for a moment before proudly shouting "submissive!" The class starts laughing, and you can see Mr Hawt looking slightly confused. You soon stop paying attention to the lesson, and start paying attention to the girls and the rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 1 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Jz0hBntZ/Science.jpg]] Once the science lesson begins, you inevitably and immediately tune out and admire the beauty of the girls around you. It’s fortunate that this isn’t a practical session, else you probably would have spilled several bottles and flasks of chemicals. Fortunately, Mr Hawt is far too kind to even bring up your likely obvious staring, and that’s assuming he even noticed.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 2 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Bv1QMVTv/Maths.jpg]] “Can anyone tell me what the opposite of a numerator is? Megan?” The silent class turns their attention to the girl, who is visibly struggling. “A dominator?” The class now erupts in laughter, the girl’s face turning red. You soon stop paying attention to the lesson, and start paying attention to the girls. The rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 2 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Bv1QMVTv/Maths.jpg]] As soon as you sit down, you start staring at the cute girls around you. //How could they seriously expect me to do arithmetic in a school filled with such hot women?// Fortunately, Mr Vils is much more laid back than Miss $Gray , so the lesson goes by without issue.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 3 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/MKdTTRZz/English.jpg]] “The act of her standing in the doorway is less physical and more symbolic, as it’s representative of…” You soon stop paying attention to the lesson, and start paying attention to the girls, as well as admiring Miss Bullthrough’s body. The rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 3 and $Horny gt 5>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/MKdTTRZz/English.jpg]] Once the door closes and you’re sat down, you immediately start staring at the girls around you. As you’re admiring a particularly attractive girl at the front of the class, Miss Bullthrough asks you a question, and her gaze tells you she knows exactly what you were doing. You do your best to answer, but the only thing you’ve learnt from this lesson is that boobs are better than books. When the attention goes away from you, you try to be a bit subtler. Instead, you look at your teacher’s generous rear whenever she’s writing on the board, which is hardly a downgrade. The rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 4 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/sgLgPrZ8/Psychology.jpg]] ”As I’m sure you’re all aware, Freud’s idea of the Oedipus complex has largely been debunked, though I’m sure he’d have a field day with all the step-mom porn on the internet.” The only response to Miss Green’s joke is seemingly crickets. You soon zone out, and decide to take the other students as case studies on what turns you on the most.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 4 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/sgLgPrZ8/Psychology.jpg]] When you’re presented with the option between outdated psychological theories and hot uniformed women, you know it’s hardly an option at all. And while some blue balled psychologist might want to analyze your choices like those, you’d rather just admire boobs and butts when you can.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 5 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/3JKNY9TL/Philosophy.jpg]] ”Okay class, get ready, because today we’re tackling the ontological argument. First, I’d like you to think of something which exists in the mind, but not reality, for instance, like Winnie the Pooh.” //Hmm…Catwoman?…Mmm….Catwoman…// “Now, think of something which exists in the mind and in reality, like someone famous.” //Hmm…Riley Reid?...Mmm…Riley Reid…// “Now think of something which exists in reality, but not in your mind.” //Wait…how can I possibly think of something which does not exist in the mind?// You zone out soon after, thinking of Catwoman and Riley Reid.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 5 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/3JKNY9TL/Philosophy.jpg]] Almost as soon your butt lands in its seat, your mind has gone wandering, missing potentially life changing ideas in favor of a fantasy of an ethereal handjob. With how complex philosophy is, if you ever wanted to pay attention, you’d have to be much less horny.<</if>> <<if $Day3 is 5>>[[9-5d Ash C3a<-Continue][$H to 16]]<<elseif $GrayLunchFail gt 1>>[[9-5e<-Continue][$H to 16]]<<else>>[[9-5f<-Continue][$H to 16]]<</if>>

<<set $Pills to 1>>\ <<set $Fem to 37>>\ <<if $GrayLunchFail lt 2>>”Got any plans for the weekend?” A familiar voice asks from behind you. Turning around, $Ash is catching up to you. “N…” “It was rhetorical, you have plans now. Come with me.”\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail gt 1>>”Heading to see Miss $Gray ?” A familiar voice asks from behind you. Turning around, $Ash is catching up to you. “You don’t need to bother. She’s letting you off for today, because we have more important things to do.”<</if>> <<if $AshMad is 1>>”So what are we doing?” “I’m going to tie you up for the whole weekend until you do what I ask you to.” You let out a laugh, but $Ash ‘s deadpan face means she’s either dedicated to the joke, or she’s serious. [[9-5 Ash C3b -<-Continue][$M to $M + 30]] <<elseif $AshMad is 0>>”So what are we doing?” “Well, you know how it’s been really long since you’ve been released from your chastity cage? And wouldn’t it feel awesome to finally have an orgasm?” “It would” you reply, now imagining the pleasure $Ash has teased you of. “Well that’s not going to happen. No, you’re going to spend the weekend with me torturing you until you relent and do what I want you to.” $Ash almost laughs at seeing you realize that her promise of an orgasm was just the start of a cruel joke. [[9-5 Ash C3b +<-Continue][$M to $M + 30]]<</if>>

<<set $Stress to $Stress + 2>><<if $Stress gt 10>><<set $Stress to 10>><</if>>\ <<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>><<if $Horny gt 10>><<set $Horny to 10>><</if>>\ <<set $GrayLunchFail to 0>>\ \ $Ash doesn’t reveal any more details of her plans on your journey to her house. You’re expecting to head to the intimate site of her bedroom, but she instead takes another path down a hallway. Near the end of it, she opens a door, revealing a set of stairs that lead down into a seemingly infinite darkness. A flick of a nearby switch illuminates the basement that $Ash leads the way into. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/W1R316dw/Ash-Basement.jpg]] It’s a plain basement, like any other. There’s no natural light, and it’s a clearly neglected room in $Ash ‘s house, as suggested by the mound of boxes which are only gathering dust. Leaning against one of the nearby walls is an old wooden baseball bat. In the center of the dilapidated area is a pillar from floor to ceiling. Like something from a horror movie, there are a bunch of chains wrapped around the large pillar, with a heavy padlock to secure anything in place. <<if $Violence is 1>>”Well, I don’t have all day, so stand up next to it and we’ll get you strapped in.” “WHAT?” “Relax, I’m not going to Cask of Amontillado you. Besides, if you’re as obedient as you are by doing this voluntarily, you won’t be locked away for long anyway.” Again, $Ash is acting completely seriously. Either this is some prolonged joke, or she really wants you to attach yourself to an immovable object in a solitary basement where no one could hear you scream. [[Ash C3 V Obey<-Obey]] [[Ash C3 V Leave<-Leave]]\ <<elseif $Violence is 0>>”Well, I don’t have all day, so stand up next to it and we’ll get you strapped in.” “WHAT?” “Relax, I’m not going to Cask of Amontillado you. Besides, if you’re as obedient as you are by doing this voluntarily, you won’t be locked away for long anyway.” Again, $Ash is acting completely seriously. Either this is some prolonged joke, or she really wants you to attach yourself to an immovable object in a solitary basement where no one could hear you scream. [[Ash C3 NV Obey<-Obey]] [[Ash C3 NV Leave<-Leave]]<</if>>

<<set $Stress to $Stress + 2>><<if $Stress gt 10>><<set $Stress to 10>><</if>>\ <<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>><<if $Horny gt 10>><<set $Horny to 10>><</if>>\ <<set $GrayLunchFail to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] $Ash doesn’t reveal any more details of her plans on your journey to her house, but when you do arrive there, you discover something immediately different. Resting on $Ash ‘s bed is a gamer girl approved virtual reality headset. The device is almost entirely pink with variations in the form of white highlights. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/vHntxwd5/Headset.jpg]] “Ever used one before?” You shake your head. “That’ll make this all the more fun. Make yourself comfortable; we’ll be here a while.” $Ash strokes your hair behind your ears and pulls the VR equipment over your head, completely obscuring your vision. “I’m not sure what you were thinking we would do, but I hope you weren’t expecting your normal video games.” [[Ash C3 + 2<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

<<set $AshR to $AshR + 1>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/TY9SvvKR/Chains.jpg]] You approach the tall column, feeling it with your hands. The wood is rough and hard, totally unbreakable, you wager. Lifting the silver chains, they are surprisingly heavy, and also indestructible. Though every one of your survival instincts is trying to kick in, you pick option C in regards to fight or flight: obey. “Okay, I’ll do it.” “Aren’t you a good sissy? Maybe you are learning your place in this world.” She slowly saunters over and picks up the chains, wrapping them around your submissive body and clicking the lock shut. They still give your arms and legs the ability to stretch, but your waist is firmly bound to the pillar. While she’s there, she lets her face linger next to yours for a second. Her soft cheek skin brushes against your own, and her hot breath whispering against your neck leads you to think that maybe this was the right thing to do. “But I need to make sure you’re going to be obedient to the most extreme of requests, which is why I’m sorry that I need to do this.” Turning back on her heels, she strides her way out of the basement. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” She looks at you from the top of the stairs. There’s some part of her eyes that makes you think she was serious that she was sorry about putting you in this situation. But if that were true, surely she would let you out. Your disbelief in her kindness is further strengthened when she flicks the light switch off, plunging you in darkness, and closing the door behind her. [[Ash C3 V Obey 2<-Continue]]

<<set $SleepProcess to 1>>\ <<set $Day to $Day + 1, $Day3 to $Day3 + 1>>\ <<if $Day3 is 8>><<set $Day3 to 1>><</if>>\ <<set $H to 2>><<set $M to 0>>\ “If you’re serious, there’s something wrong with you.” You turn to walk away, but $Ash is completely silent. Only a couple of steps up the stairs, your exit is interrupted by the striking of a violent bat against the back of your skull, plunging everything into darkness as you tumble backwards. [[Ash C3 V Leave 3<-...][$Stress to $Stress + 2]]

Suddenly, $Ash starts giggling profusely, her beautiful smile calming your nerves. “I’m sorry, but you should see your face. “Wow, I actually thought you were serious. So…shall we leave the creepy basement now?” You're laughing too, but it's unnatural. “Not before I do this.” She rushes into you, her lips locking with yours. Her typically soft arms wrap around you like a vice and she swings you around the room until your back thuds against the central column. “Hey $name ?” She takes a break from the intense makeout session to look you deeply in the eyes. “Yes?” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/TY9SvvKR/Chains.jpg]] “Just how stupid are you?” She turns around and begins walking up the stairs leading away. “What do yo…” You start walking yourself, only to be pulled back by a heavy tug at your midsection. An urgent look down confirms the worst: the chain is wrapped tightly around you and locked by the padlock. You’ve been tricked like a regular Captain Jack Sparrow, and now you watch your trapper take a casual stroll up the stairway to freedom. “Goodnight, bitch.” The light flickers out, followed by a door slam, leaving you alone in the dark. [[Ash C3 NV Leave 2<-...][$Horny to $Horny + 2, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]

<<set $SleepProcess to 1>>\ <<set $Day to $Day + 1, $Day3 to $Day3 + 1>>\ <<if $Day3 is 8>><<set $Day3 to 1>><</if>>\ <<set $H to 2>><<set $M to 0>>\ Time passes by like a tired snail. Your legs gave up on you hours ago and fell out from under you. $Ash has ignored the prisoner in her basement ever since she closed the door on you. Whatever her plans are for you, she’s been preparing for a while. Her bringing you here on a Friday is no mistake, and neither is the lock and chain being ready to trap someone. You fall asleep with your back against the pillar trapping you, the cold of the steel chains the closest thing you have to blanket. [[Ash C3 NV Leave 3<-Continue]]

<<set $SleepProcess to 1>>\ <<set $H to 2>><<set $M to 0>>\ Time passes by like a tired snail. Your legs gave up on you hours ago and fell out from under you. $Ash has ignored the prisoner in her basement ever since she closed the door on you. Whatever her plans are for you, she’s planned them for a while. Her bringing you here on a Friday is no mistake, and neither is the lock and chain being ready to trap someone. You fall asleep with your back against the pillar trapping you, the cold of the steel chains the closest thing you have to blanket. [[Ash C3 V Obey 3<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 7>>\ <<set $Horny to $Horny - 2>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/W1R316dw/Ash-Basement.jpg]] “What the fuck!” You’re thrashing around immediately as you awaken, feeling freezing water drenching your face and upper body, courtesy of $Ash and a bucket that she throws to the floor once she’s satisfied that she’s tormented you with it enough. “Can you blame me? I had to make sure that you could see clearly when you saw me like THIS for the first time.” She spins around in front of your lowered and freezing body. Closest to your eye level, you see her skyscraper heels, which would make her tower over you even if you weren’t kissing the floor. Her beautiful legs are adorned in black latex, reaching from ankle to waist. From the front, you can almost see the imprint of her vagina against the taut material. From the back, you can see her voluptuous ass in all it’s glory squeezing against her second skin. Similarly, her boobs are framed by the dominatrix getup, jiggling with every one of her movements. As a final touch to demonstrate how strictly she’s taking her role as your trainer, her hair is tied back in a tight ponytail, because she wouldn’t want to touch a degenerate like you. //Could she really wear her chastity belt beneath that?// [img[https://i.postimg.cc/MT2Vx8ms/Dominatrix-outfit.jpg]] “What do you think, suits me right?” She places one of her feet on your chest, and uses that leverage to lean down over you. With that pressure, it's hard to answer her, or even breathe. “Since you finally seemed to accept your place yesterday, I figured I should dress more appropriately.” “Can…t…bre…th.” “Oh, is this making it hard to breathe?” She wiggles her heel around, before deliberately digging it into your chest, to the point where, if you had the oxygen in you, you would be streaming in agony. “Sorry sissy, my mistake.” You feel the pressure of her foot alleviate, but only momentarily. She reintroduces her heel into your body with violent kick after kick, raining down into your midsection. “But I don’t know when you’ll realize.” “I.” “Don’t.” “Care.” “And neither will any man you’re satisfying. If he shoves his cock down your throat so far you’re gagging, you keep sucking until he cums inside you. If he wants to stick his dick inside you with no lube, you smile and stay quiet. And if he tells you to lock yourself to a pole, YOU’LL DO IT!” No amount of moaning for mercy stops her continually forcing her heel into your body. She only lets up when she’s moaning for breath herself. “Which brings me to this.” From an invisible pocket, she pulls out a tiny pink pill. While squatting next to you, she holds the capsule over your lips. “This tiny thing may not look like much, but it actually holds a lot of power. Tell me, do you think you could actually attract any man how you are right now? Don’t answer that, because you couldn’t. No man is interested in an ugly girl like you. No noticeable feminine beauty in your face, a mediocre ass, and a chest as flat as a board. This pill will solve one of those issues. You see, this tiny thing will give you a pair of boobs. Not massive, yet, but enough for observant people to notice. Enough for you to see them in the morning, for you to sense them in the day, and for you to feel self conscious about them if you’re not wearing a bra.” “But that's not all. You’re not just going to take it. You’re going to beg me for it. Beg me to give tits so that you can be a real woman.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/j5wGNKyH/Pill-event.jpg]] <<if $Stress gt 7>>[[Ash C3 Beg -<-Beg for the pill]] [[Ash C3 4 -<-Refuse][$Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<else>>$Ash hasn’t tortured you enough to be seriously considering taking this [[Ash C3 4 -<-Refuse][$Stress to $Stress + 2]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 7>>\ <<set $Horny to $Horny - 2>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/W1R316dw/Ash-Basement.jpg]] “What the fuck!” You’re thrashing around immediately as you awaken, feeling freezing water drenching your face and upper body, courtesy of $Ash and a bucket that she throws to the floor once she’s satisfied that she’s tormented you with it enough. “Can you blame me? I had to make sure that you could see clearly when you saw me like THIS for the first time.” She spins around in front of your lowered and freezing body. Closest to your eye level, you see her skyscraper heels, which would make her tower over you even if you weren’t kissing the floor. Her beautiful legs are adorned in black latex, reaching from ankle to waist. From the front, you can almost see the imprint of her vagina against the taut material. From the back, you can see her voluptuous ass in all it’s glory squeezing against her second skin. Similarly, her boobs are framed by the dominatrix getup, jiggling with every one of her movements. As a final touch to demonstrate how strictly she’s taking her role as your trainer, her hair is tied back in a tight ponytail, because she wouldn’t want to touch a degenerate like you. //Could she really wear her chastity belt beneath that?// [img[https://i.postimg.cc/MT2Vx8ms/Dominatrix-outfit.jpg]] “What do you think, suits me right?” She places one of her feet on your chest, and uses that leverage to lean down over you. With that pressure, it's hard to answer her, or even breathe. “Or maybe after that swing I took to your head, you’re struggling to adequately say how good I look.” “Can…t…bre…th.” “Oh, is this making it hard to breathe?” She wiggles her heel around, before deliberately digging it into your chest, to the point where, if you had the oxygen in you, you would be streaming in agony. “Sorry sissy, my mistake.” You feel the pressure of her foot alleviate, but only momentarily. She reintroduces her heel into your body with violent kick after kick, raining down into your midsection. “But I don’t know when you’ll realize.” “I.” “Don’t.” “Care.” “And neither will any man you’re satisfying. If he shoves his cock down your throat so far you’re gagging, you keep sucking until he cums inside you. If he wants to stick his dick inside you with no lube, you smile and stay quiet. And if he tells you to lock yourself to a pole, YOU’LL DO IT!” No amount of moaning for mercy stops her continually forcing her heel into your body. She only lets up when she’s moaning for breath herself. “Which brings me to this.” From an invisible pocket, she pulls out a tiny pink pill. While squatting next to you, she holds the capsule over your lips. “This tiny thing may not look like much, but it actually holds a lot of power. Tell me, do you think you could actually attract any man how you are right now? Don’t answer that, because you couldn’t. No man is interested in an ugly girl like you. No noticeable feminine beauty in your face, a mediocre ass, and a chest as flat as a board. This pill will solve one of those issues. You see, this tiny thing will give you a pair of boobs. Not massive, yet, but enough for observant people to notice. Enough for you to see them in the morning, for you to sense them in the day, and for you to feel self conscious about them if you’re not wearing a bra.” “But that's not all. You’re not just going to take it. You’re going to beg me for it. Beg me to give tits so that you can be a real woman.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/j5wGNKyH/Pill-event.jpg]] <<if $Stress gt 7>>[[Ash C3 Beg -<-Beg for the pill]] [[Ash C3 4 -<-Refuse][$Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<else>>$Ash hasn’t tortured you enough to be seriously considering taking this [[Ash C3 4 -<-Refuse][$Stress to $Stress + 2]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 7>>\ <<set $Horny to $Horny - 2>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/W1R316dw/Ash-Basement.jpg]] “What the fuck!” You’re thrashing around immediately as you awaken, feeling freezing water drenching your face and upper body, courtesy of $Ash and a bucket that she throws to the floor once she’s satisfied that she’s tormented you with it enough. “Can you blame me? I had to make sure that you could see clearly when you saw me like THIS for the first time.” She spins around in front of your lowered and freezing body. Closest to your eye level, you see her skyscraper heels, which would make her tower over you even if you weren’t kissing the floor. Her beautiful legs are adorned in black latex, reaching from ankle to waist. From the front, you can almost see the imprint of her vagina against the taut material. From the back, you can see her voluptuous ass in all it’s glory squeezing against her second skin. Similarly, her boobs are framed by the dominatrix getup, jiggling with every one of her movements. As a final touch to demonstrate how strictly she’s taking her role as your trainer, her hair is tied back in a tight ponytail, because she wouldn’t want to touch a degenerate like you. //Could she really wear her chastity belt beneath that?// [img[https://i.postimg.cc/MT2Vx8ms/Dominatrix-outfit.jpg]] “What do you think, suits me right? Let’s see what your little cliity says.” She unzips your school pants, which are looking as dusty as the floor after a night spent on it. <<if $PantiesM is 1>><<set $AshR to $AshR - 1>>”The fuck are these? Boxers? Do you really think you deserve to be wearing men’s underwear?” She sighs in visible frustration. “It’s a shame that I would have to unlock you to get some panties up your legs.”<<else>>”Nice to see that you wear panties not just when you’re being promised a handjob.”<</if>> She yanks them down, exposing your caged cock, but $Ash seems more interested in the vulnerable balls hanging beneath. Her warm hand envelops your testicles, squeezing them so hard that you think they’ll pop like trampled grapes. It’s like a thousand daggers all shivving your baby makers at once. “What do you think, does my outfit make your blood flow down? Or do I need to do this?” “Pl…s…t...op.” “Why? Is this hurting the poor sissy? I don’t know when you’ll realize.” “I.” “Don’t.” “Care.” Each word culminates with her grip growing stronger. “And neither will any man you’re satisfying. If he shoves his cock down your throat so far you’re gagging, you keep sucking until he cums inside you. If he wants to stick his dick inside you with no lube, you smile and stay quiet. And if he tells you to lock yourself to a pole, YOU’LL DO IT!” No amount of moaning for mercy stops her vice like hold over your balls. She only lets up when she’s satisfied that you’d do anything for the pain to relent. “Which brings me to this.” From an invisible pocket, she pulls out a tiny pink pill. While squatting next to you, she holds the capsule over your lips. “This tiny thing may not look like much, but it actually holds a lot of power. Tell me, do you think you could actually attract any man how you are right now? Don’t answer that, because you couldn’t. No man is interested in an ugly girl like you. No noticeable feminine beauty in your face, a mediocre ass, and a chest as flat as a board. This pill will solve one of those issues. You see, this tiny thing will give you a pair of boobs. Not massive, yet, but enough for observant people to notice. Enough for you to see them in the morning, for you to sense them in the day, and for you to feel self conscious about them if you’re not wearing a bra.” “But that's not all. You’re not just going to take it. You’re going to beg me for it. Beg me to give tits so that you can be a real woman.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/j5wGNKyH/Pill-event.jpg]] <<if $Stress gt 7>>[[Ash C3 Beg -<-Beg for the pill]] [[Ash C3 4 -<-Refuse][$Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<else>>$Ash hasn’t tortured you enough to be seriously considering taking this [[Ash C3 4 -<-Refuse][$Stress to $Stress + 2]]<</if>>

“Please, $Ash , can I have one of those pills?” Even though the embarrassing words exit your own mouth, you can’t even believe them, and based on her unimpressed facial expression, neither can $Ash . “Is that really the best you can muster up for these pills that will change your life for the better? I think I’d be better off punishing you some more until you understand what it really means to beg.” “Wait…please can I have some of those pills…so that I can have some boobs?” $Ash crouches next to you, lowering herself to your level. Her hands hold out the bottle of titty creation just under your nose. “And why do you want them sissy?” [[Ash C3 Beg - Man<-”To please a man…]] [[Ash C3 Beg - Ash<-”Because you want me to have them…]]

If she’s serious, you would laugh at her offering you a pill that could give you tits, if only you had the energy. “You dumb bimbo, thinking you can leave this place without this pill dissolving inside of you. But if you want to prolong the pain, then that’s your choice.” She leaves once more, kicking dust in your face on the way out. Whether it’s nice of her or not, she elects to keep the light on now. [[Ash C3 5 -<-...]]

<<set $H to 12>>\ It’s been an incalculable amount of time since $Ash last visited you, but you couldn’t stop thinking about her offer. It’s not that you want boobs, but to have access to them whenever you want is a guy’s dream, right? Would it really be the end of the world if you had some balls of fat on your chest? //There’s no way to rationalize this! I’m a guy! I can’t have boobs!// //Is it really that different from panties? Or pantyhose? Or a skirt!// //Of course! This is permanent!// //What does permanent mean anyway? If there's a pill to give you boobs there’s probably one to take them away.// At least your dueling thoughts leave you awake for when $Ash descends into the basement again. “I think you forgot your bucket of water.” “Well, it was either that, or this.” Behind her back, she unveils a weapon in her primary arm. A tool matching her domme outfit in color, and with enough strands to punish every inch of whatever body part she wants to torture. The whip rests in her hand naturally, as though she’s been practicing her technique. “I bet you’re wishing I chose that bucket of water.” She drags you to your feet, which ache after not using them for what feels like days. Just as quickly, your pants and underwear are wrapped around your ankles, like you’re taking a drunk piss. As a final step before she shows just how malicious she can be, she spins you around, so your nose is an inch away from getting a splinter. With your naked butt exposed to her vindictive spite, she fires away with her arm. Before the sting comes the whisper of the whip against the wind. Just as the strands of leather slice through the wind, they slice through your skin, or that’s at least how it feels when they hit your butt. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/7Y1x0KXC/Ash-spank.jpg]] You scream in response to the thousand tentacles of pain digging their claws into you. “Shut up you whore. You had a chance to get out of this but you turned down the greatest gift you could ever receive. So take the punishment you earned.” She continues to welt your skin, your screams getting somehow louder and louder each time. There’s no doubt that if $Ash had performed your punishment upstairs, nervous neighbors would be summoning the police. “And 10.” Her final blast of a strike lands worse than the rest, but you take solace knowing that she’s done. “How about now, sissy? Ready to get back on your knees and beg me to give you your tits?” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/j5wGNKyH/Pill-event.jpg]] <<if $Stress gt 7>>[[Ash C3 Beg -<-Beg for the pill]] [[Ash C3 6 -<-Refuse][$Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<else>>$Ash hasn’t tortured you enough to be seriously considering taking this [[Ash C3 6 -<-Refuse][$Stress to $Stress + 2]]<</if>>

“Still holding out, huh? Or maybe you just like the pain. Regardless, you’re still disobeying your Mistress. I promise you, you won’t be leaving without taking this pill.” Unable to see her from your forced stance, you hear footsteps stomping away up the stairs. Alone once more, you pull up your pants. $Ash ‘s ass punishment is like a bee’s sting. Even though it’s stopped, the pain is still lingering at the point of torture. <<if $Piss is 1>>[[Ash C3 7 -<-...]]<<else>>[[Ash C3 9 -<-...]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 17>><<set $PissS to $PissS + 1>>\ <<if $ButtPlug is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>In the dull basement, the only thing which is keeping you somewhat entertained is the buttplug occupying your rear. Not that you had planned on being a prisoner when you woke up on Friday, but you’re glad you decided to put it in.<<else>>In the dull basement, there’s little to look at. Reading the logos on the side of the cardboard boxes can only entertain someone for so long, and you passed that point hours ago. It might even be worth asking $Ash if she can get you some math books so you can have something to do. <</if>> A noise distracts you from your thoughts, originating at the top of the stairs. The door opens, and the expected figure of $Ash slides down to torture you once again. There’s no whip in her hand to hit you with. Bizarrely though, there’s a plastic funnel, and a connected transparent tube circling itself in a coil. “Get down, doggy style position.” Reasoning that she could easily force you to, you kneel down on the floor, placing your forearms parallel to your knees. Just as before, $Ash pulls your pants down. “Still looking nice and red down there. Good.” <<if $ButtPlug is 1>>$Ash squats down and places her hand on your ass. She teases you with it for a while, before it slithers it’s way to your asshole, and the buttplug renting space there. A slight laugh exits $Ash ‘s mouth, followed by the rough and unceremonious yanking of the plug out of it. The lack of any foreplay leaves your asshole in agony rivaling that of your earlier ass punishment.<<else>>$Ash squats down and places her hand on your ass. She teases you with it for a while, before it slithers it’s way to your asshole. “I couldn’t help but notice your lack of a butt plug earlier. That’s another thing that you’ll regret.”<</if>> Looking behind, you can’t see much of anything. $Ash is still there, the funnel gripped in her hand. You hear the distinct sound of a zip peeling down, presumably from $Ash ‘s fancy getup. Then, something cold works it’s way into your hole. Initially, you think it’s a finger. But the diameter seems off, and it’s not as frigid as a digit. That’s when you realize - it must be the exit end of the funnel and tube. There’s an awkward few seconds of silence, where $Ash doesn’t say anything cruel or teasing. Just as you’re about to ask what she’s doing, there’s a familiar sound echoing from near your rear. It’s a liquid being poured into a container. But not just any liquid. It’s the sound of pee exiting a vagina, landing in the plastic funnel, which inevitably works it’s way down the tube and into your… The first thing you notice in your ass is the warmth of a rapidly growing amount of piss. The trickle works its way up to a torrent inside your ass, but it manages to keep growing still, just as the sound of $Ash peeing continues. It's a disgusting feeling, knowing that someone’s else’s liquid waste is occupying your body like you’re a human toilet. When the sound of urine exiting $Ash ‘s vagina eventually stops, it takes a few more seconds for all the pee to be delivered into you. <<if $ButtPlug is 1>>The tube is pulled out of your hole and quickly replaced by your plug, which gets inserted in the same way it was removed. “That should keep all that pee trapped inside you. I imagine your body will absorb it soon enough, but not before you get used to it."<<else>>The tube is pulled out of your hole, and $Ash just as quickly heaves your underwear and pants back up. “I’d stay in that position if I were you. Having piss leaking into your knickers sounds like an uncomfortable mess to sit in. You should have worn a buttplug." <</if>> She zips herself back up and walks to within your eyesight. “Don’t look at me as though you’re angry. You don’t want to know what I was originally going to do. So what do you say now, toilet? Want some boobs? Or would you rather stay down here and revel in my piss?” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/j5wGNKyH/Pill-event.jpg]] <<if $Stress gt 7>>[[Ash C3 Beg -<-Beg for the pill]] [[Ash C3 8 -<-Refuse][$Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<else>>$Ash hasn’t tortured you enough to be seriously considering taking this [[Ash C3 8 -<-Refuse][$Stress to $Stress + 2]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 21>>\ <<set $SU1 to 0, $ShoesA to 0, $ShoesC to 0>>\ //It’s not about them being temporary or permanent anyway. I was forced to wear the pantyhose, the skirt and everything else. I didn’t want to actually wear them. I don’t want boobs either.// //But you accepted being forced to wear them. Why not just accept being forced to have boobs?// //Because then $Ash wins.// //Don’t you think she’s winning anyway? She has code to your chastity cage, and can change it anytime she wants. She has the backing of your maniacal teacher. She had the charm to make you wear panties in the first place. If she wants something, she’s going to get it.// Once more, $Ash visits the smelly captive in her basement. “I’m starting to get impatient. You’re coming with me.” She unlocks the bulky padlock and it’s a welcome feeling to be able to shrug off the chains and be free of them. Following $Ash up the stairs, she doesn’t elaborate on her intentions. In her bedroom, you see a box of black bondage equipment. The whip that tortured you earlier is accompanied by several other items of BDSM gear inside the kinky crate. “Get on the floor.” Doing as she asks is second nature at this point, but at least the ground in here is carpeted. When you’re on your hands and knees, $Ash exposes your ass and genitals by pulling your clothes down again. You can see her delve into the box of pleasure and punishment, and she returns with a strange wooden device. It looks almost like a clothes hanger, with the two ends being at equal level, but they meet at a raised point in the middle. There are silver screws at the ends, which could be quickly spun in order to open the device. “You know what this is?” You shake your head. “This is a humbler. It's a simple name, but quite apt, because it ensures you stay submissive.” She spins at the screws while moving behind you. A hand aggressively grips your exposed balls, and proceeds to stretch them away from your body. You then feel as the two separated pieces of wood are placed against your scrotum, with your balls acting as a crude divider. $Ash reseals the screws to secure the device. The wings of the tool are pressed against the back of your thighs. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/nrypSx8x/Humbler.jpg]] When $Ash stands in front of you, she looks pleased with herself, but you can’t understand why. It doesn’t exactly hurt. There is some minor discomfort in your crotch, but it’s nothing compared to the spanking you received earlier. “Can’t quite understand it, huh? Go ahead, try standing up.” From your doggy style position, you place your hands on the bed and prepare to stand up, but the only thing you manage to do is force the device to pull at your balls and fill the room with your screams of pain. You collapse back to the floor. “You see, if you try and straighten your legs, this cute thing will tear at your balls like a snake bite. You’ve got no choice but to be on your knees, where you belong. Oh, and would you look at the time? It is getting late. I think it’s time for bed. ” “Just like a dog, you stare open mouthed as you see $Ash strip out of her dominatrix uniform, unveiling her hot lingerie underneath. You can’t enjoy the view as she turns the lights off, leaving you both in darkness. [[Ash C3 10 -<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 2]]

“Fine, if that’s the way you want it. Enjoy your piss enema.” $Ash leaves you again. You would almost be impressed with her ability to come up with unique torture methods, were it not for the fact that you’re the victim. <<if $ButtPlug is 1>>Thanks to your plug, you can move freely. It’s a bizarre situation to feel the pee slosh around inside you with every movement, but the warmth is at least something interesting in the tiresome basement.<<else>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>You had hoped on staying in the same position, but resting on your arms and knees quickly gets tiring. Against your better judgment, you move to a seated position, but the leaking of the enema into your pants quickly makes you regret it.<</if>> [[Ash C3 9 -<-...]]

<<set $SleepProcess to 1>>\ <<set $Day to $Day + 1, $Day3 to $Day3 + 1>>\ <<if $Day3 is 8>><<set $Day3 to 1>><</if>>\ <<set $H to 2>><<set $M to 0>>\ The night is mostly sleepless for you. Anytime you try to lay down on the floor, you scramble back to your four limbs after the humbler does it’s job. Dozing off is an incredibly hard thing to do in this position, so you watch as light disappears from behind the closed curtains, only to slowly return. From your position, you can’t even see $Ash sleeping, which would otherwise be an inspiring sight, [[Ash C3 11 -<-...]]

<<set $H to 9>>\ //And what about afterward? People could easily notice a guy with boobs.// //But it’s the 21st century. Times are changing. Women don’t have to wear skirts all the time and guys are starting to wear makeup.// //Don’t you think it’s a bit of a jump to go from makeup to boobs?// //But that just means you have the chance to be a trailblazer.// “Morning sissy. Has a night of thinking made you change your mind yet?” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/j5wGNKyH/Pill-event.jpg]] <<if $Stress gt 7>>[[Ash C3 Beg -<-Beg for the pill]] [[Ash C3 12 -<-Refuse][$Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<else>>$Ash hasn’t tortured you enough to be seriously considering taking this [[Ash C3 12 -<-Refuse][$Stress to $Stress + 2]]<</if>>

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<<set $PiercingEar to 1>>\ “Still clinging onto hope, huh? You’re only making it worse for yourself.” She drags herself out of her bed, before putting on her dominatrix outfit once again, the look still as amazing to you in your sleep deprived state as it was yesterday. After that, she delves into the box of equipment, which you couldn’t help but think about all night. $Ash returns with a small leatherbound case. There’s a hinge on one side, with a zip going round the other three. “You know, ever since I met you, I’ve been preparing for having a bitch to train. All these punishments you’ve taken have been something you could forget about given enough time or alcohol. Now you don’t have that luxury.” She opens the small case in front of you, letting the nerves fill up as you see it’s contents. Inside, there are a bunch of needles of varying sizes, accompanied by a dozen or so studs and plain pieces of jewelry. “Left or right? I’m just fucking with you, of course you’re getting both done.” On your aching hands and knees, and with the near impossibility of standing up, you’re powerless to stop $Ash taking one of the needles and sticking it into your ear. Surprisingly, it’s mostly painless, at least compared to the state of the rest of your body. $Ash ‘s gentle hands work the way to the other side of your face, where the same treatment awaits your second ear. The process of having holes drilled into your flesh goes much quicker than anything you may have dreamt it to be like. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/YqXs7Hbf/Ear-piercing.jpg]] “One the one hand, having some big dangly hoops coming from your ears would advertise to everyone what you want, but some modest jewels can also be very attractive. You can fuck off if you think I’m going to give you any though.” [[Ash C3 13 -<-Continue]]

“For right now though, I’m sure you’d like to be free of your humbler, right?” You meekly nod. “Well fortunately, I have an even more humiliating alternative.” She wanders with extra pride in her step to a closet, opening it to reveal a mess of mesh and metal inside. She pulls out the dog cage onto the floor. Dishearteningly, you realize that a human could fit inside - but only if they were either curled up or on their knees. $Ash opens the small door and kicks you from the rear to prod you inside. When you are thoroughly stuck in the contraption, she removes the humbler - a relieving feeling that’s short lived once $Ash slams the door short, securing it with a padlock. In the sturdy cage, there’s little room from your head to your toes. Turning around is almost impossible, as is stretching your legs. [[Ash C3 14 -<-...][$H to 15]]

For the next half a dozen hours, you’re left in your cage as $Ash makes the most of her freedom. She plays video games on her TV, using your cage as a footrest, leaving her heeled feet dangling above you. She watches bad rom coms, forsaking you to hear girly dialogue for hours on end. Though she may not be showing it, you think $Ash may be getting very annoyed at your resilience to her coercion. When the clock hits 3 PM, she seems to snap. Through a narrow gap in the cage, she offers you the pink pill. “This is your final chance sissy. If you don’t take it, not only will you be getting the boobs anyway, you’re going to have something else permanent to accompany them. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/j5wGNKyH/Pill-event.jpg]] <<if $Stress gt 7>>[[Ash C3 Beg -<-Beg for the pill]] [[Ash C3 15 -<-Refuse][$Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<else>>$Ash hasn’t tortured you enough to be seriously considering taking this [[Ash C3 15 -<-Refuse][$Stress to $Stress + 2]]<</if>>

<<set $AshR to $AshR - 1>><<set $H to $H + 1>>\ <<set $TattooAss to 1, $TattooAssAsh to 1>>\ $Ash kicks at the cage in frustration. “You dumb cunt, you have no idea what you’ve just done.” The dainty padlock to the cage gets unlocked and dropped to the floor, giving her access to throw you on the bed like an oversized teddy bear. She traps your limbs with straps connected under the mattress, leaving you helpless, no matter how much you pull against the hand and ankle cuffs. Footsteps echo away and soon return as $Ash jumps onto the bed and mounts your back, where she pulls down your pants. “I said I was preparing myself, and I wasn’t lying. You may be dumb enough to not know what a humbler is, but I’m sure even you’re not an airhead enough to not know what this is.” You look to the side to $Ash ‘s hand, gripping a tool that you can’t quite identify at first. It looks almost steampunk, but the cogs in your mind finally click as you realize it’s a tattoo pen. “There’s no point begging now. You’re going to be marked as my property forever. And what better place to put such a symbol than the same place guy after guy will be fucking you in : your ass!” You feel as she takes the pen and places a hand on an ass cheek for stability. The device is silent, but you can feel the cold point of it begin to go to work on your other cheek. It’s impossible to know what $Ash is drawing, but knowing her, it’s not a coil of barbed wire or snake. “Aaaaand…done!” She proudly yells a while later. There’s the sound of a camera clicking and $Ash lays on top of you so that she can display her work. “What do you think?” The picture reveals a humiliating sight that would top Miss $Gray ‘s dominance anyday. Inside a red heart with small butterflies floating around it are black, blocky characters. “Property of Mistress $Ash .” “Shocking, huh? In fact, you could gaze open mouthed at it!” She drops her phone and pinches your nose with one hand. With your own tied up you can’t stop her, and trying to wiggle her off like a crocodile is just as futile. When you open your mouth to breathe, $Ash ‘s other hand covers it, throwing the pill inside in the process. She only removes it when she’s sure you have no choice but to swallow the tiny tablet of titty creation. “I had thought I could get you to take it voluntarily, but you made a liar out of me this weekend, and this tattoo doesn’t nearly make up for that.” She frees your arms and legs from their binds, which have left their imprints behind after how much you struggled. You get to your feet, allowing $Ash to finish her maniacal weekend. “One pill sadly won’t be enough for them to take effect, which is why you’ll be taking these.” She tosses you a cylindrical container, which makes a rattly sound as you catch it. “One a day, unless you want a trip to the hospital. And you better be taking them, because a tattoo is mundane compared to what I have planned if you don't. Now fuck off, you’ve wasted enough of my time.” She lets you show yourself out and you take a slow walk home, enjoying the fresh air, which does it’s best to distract you from the tattoo cemented in your butt and the boobs you’ll start to grow. [[Room<-Continue]]

<<set $Stress to $Stress + 2>><<if $Stress gt 10>><<set $Stress to 10>><</if>>\ <<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>><<if $Horny gt 10>><<set $Horny to 10>><</if>>\ <<set $GrayLunchFail to 0>>\ \ You walk out of Farrix, your chastity key still around the ankle of $Ash , or maybe more accurately, in the mad world of her mind. [[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] <<if $Stress gt 9>>You feel too stressed to not go straight home<</if>>\ <<if $Stress lt 10 and $A gt 0>>[[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>>

<<set $A to 4>>\ <<set $H to 9>>\ <<set $Priority to 0>>\ <<if $PantiesM is 0>><<set $H to 9>>You awake to hear a knock at the door, initially confused as to who it could be, before remembering your plans with $Alex . You throw some clothes on top of your lingerie before rushing to meet her. “Hi.” $Alex has a wide smile across her attractive face. While you’re certainly not a benchmark for masculinity, she’s dressed in quite a tomboy-ish manner. The first part of her ensemble that catches your eye is a baseball cap, featuring the logo of the city’s team, whose name you never cared to inquire about. She’s wearing a matching red and white baseball shirt over a plain white blouse for a casual, if obvious look. “Hey.”<<elseif $A3 is 0 and $PantiesM is 1>>You awake to hear a knock at the door, initially confused as to who it could be, before remembering your plans with $Alex . You put on some clothes that first meet your eye before rushing to meet her. “Hi.” $Alex has a wide smile across her attractive face. While you’re certainly not a benchmark for masculinity, she’s dressed in quite a tomboy-ish manner. The first part of her ensemble that catches your eye is a baseball cap, featuring the logo of the city’s team, whose name you never cared to inquire about. She’s wearing a matching red and white baseball shirt over a plain white blouse for a casual, if obvious look. “Hey.”<</if>> “Hey yourself. I don’t know if you’re a fan or not, but I figured you might want to come to the ball game with me. Shall we?” There’s a possibility that you could make a fool of yourself thanks to your non-existent knowledge of baseball, but it’s worth it to spend some time with $Alex . As the two of you begin strolling with her leading the way, her hand wraps around yours. Neither of you comment on it, but the hand holding is a pleasant surprise. “So you’re a big fan of sports?” “Hockey, basketball, football - I love it all, but baseball has a special place in my heart. I love the charm of the arena basking in the sun, and it’s awesome to collect the shirt and hats. How about you?” “I never actually got that into it.” “Well, that will all change today. The bulls are gonna kick those fairies’ asses.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/mkmwMGjc/Baseball-1.jpg]] It’s about a half an hour walk to the huge stadium, and the fans are flooding inside like a swarm of locusts. The barricades and warning signs aren’t fulfilling their purpose in keeping order, but $Alex seems confident, so you do too. “Here, you’ll need this.” Your date hands you a paper ticket. “Entrance for one.” She leads the way as the pair of you hand a worker your tickets. “Nothing to worry about, see?” <<if $CC2 is 2 or $CC2 is 3>>You wish you could believe her, but the next obstacle fills your heart with dread. Manned by several security guards, is a metal detector gate. Belts and buckles don’t worry you, but the chastity cage locked on your penis does. Turning back now is an impossibility thanks to the torrent of people. There’s no choice but to walk forward into embarrassment. $Alex passes by the gate without a glitch, but the alarm starts blaring as you walk through. “Damn thing goes off like a baby at the smallest thing. We’ll just use the manual.” One of the uniformed guards slothfully grabs the handheld device and approaches you. He starts at your feet and works his way up, past your ankles, knees and thighs, but it begins it’s own siren at your crotch. “Hmm, not the belt.” “Is this going to take long?” an impatient $Alex asks. The guard,who doesn’t answer her question, runs the metal detector again over your crotch to make sure it wasn’t an anomaly. “I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you to strip, come with me.” “Is this really necessary?” $Alex is doing a much better job of sticking up for you than you are. “You can accompany us if you want.” She sighs, but follows you anyway. The guard welcomes you into a private room. It’s cold and barren of any personality, much like the guard. “Now, if you don’t mind.” $Alex is leaning against the wall, likely certain that this is unnecessary. There’s no way in your frightened state of mind that you could talk the guard out of this, but if $Alex stays in here then she’ll see what you’re wearing. [[Alex 4 Guard w Alex<-Strip]] [[Alex 4 Guard<-Ask her to leave]]\ <<else>>You and $Alex wander through the brick corridors to come out into the inside of the arena. There are thousands of seats being quickly filled with fans. Your date guides you to what she promises are a great pair of seats. The chairs overlook the idyllic green grass framing the field, which doesn’t yet have any players on it. A voice over a tannoy is giving indecipherable announcements while electronics billboards advertise various sodas, beers and cars. [[Alex 4 Watch<-Wait for the game to begin][$H to $H + 3]]<</if>>

Against the alarm bells ringing out inside your mind, you decide to strip in front of both $Alex and the guard. <<if $SocksM is 1>>Unzipping your pants reveals your unblocked underwear.<<else>>Your unzipped pants expose your hosiery.<</if>> <<if $PantiesM is 1>>Fortunately, you picked the right day to wear men’s underwear.<<elseif $SocksM is 0>>Beneath them, are your humiliating panties.<<elseif $SocksM is 1>>Your panties are left exposed for all to see.<</if>> <<if $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 1>>Despite this being the closest thing that $Alex has seen to you being naked, she doesn’t react to the sight. No doubt she’s not surprised by your underwear, as can be said for the guard. When the man runs the device over your crotch again, it rings out a similar bleep. “Hmm. I’m afraid I’m going to have to check underneath your underwear. I hope you understand.” With a heavy gulp, you pull them down.\ <<else>>”Oh, ah, uhmm.” The man starts blushing somehow more than you are at the unexpected sight in front of him. Your date is likewise intrigued by the sight. Her gaze is locked towards the lower half of your body like she's examining a model. “Let me try the thing again.” He grasps initially at air, before managing to grab the metal detector. After it brushes over your crotch, a familiar sound rings out. “Sorry, but I’m going to need you to pull them down.” With a heavy gulp, you pull your underwear aside.<</if>> “What the…” The man’s mouth is agape in confusion, as are his eyelids. The kinky device locked on your penis is no doubt alien to him. “Huh…that’s…interesting, but maybe leave the sex toys at home next time.” The vision of your chastity cage is the first thing to completely wipe away $Alex ‘s expression of frustration. “You can pull your pants back up, we’re done here.” You shamefully turn down your head as you exit the room, $Alex behind you. [[Alex 4 Guard Alex 2<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3, $H to $H + 1]]

<<set $AlexR to $AlexR - 1>>“Actually $Ash , do you think you could wait outside?” She’s just as confused over you asking her to leave as she is over you being dragged here. “Are you being…okay, sure.” She exits the room, closing the door behind her, but even with her absence, it’s not like you won’t be embarrassed by the apathetic guard finally having a reason to collect his paycheck. “Just take your pants off and we’ll sort this out. Like I said, the equipment can be a little faulty at times.” He averts his eyes, even though you both know he’s going to have to pat you down. <<if $SocksM is 1>>Unzipping your pants reveals your unblocked underwear.<<else>>Your unzipped pants expose your hosiery.<</if>> <<if $PantiesM is 1>>Fortunately, you picked the right day to wear men’s underwear.<<elseif $SocksM is 0>>Beneath them, are your humiliating panties.<<elseif $SocksM is 1>>Your panties are left exposed for all to see.<</if>> <<if $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 1>>The guard looks back to see you half stripped, waiting for his inspection. He runs the security device over your groin again, and it’s familiar sound rings out. “Hmm. I’m afraid I’m going to have to check underneath your underwear. I hope you understand.” With a heavy gulp, you pull them down.\ <<else>>”Oh, ah, uhmm.” The man starts blushing somehow more than you are at the unexpected sight in front of him. “Let me try the thing again.” He grasps initially at air, before managing to grab the metal detector. After it brushes over your crotch, a familiar sound rings out. “Sorry, but I’m going to need you to pull them down.” With a heavy gulp, you pull your underwear aside.<</if>> “What the…” The man’s mouth is agape in confusion, as are his eyelids. The kinky device locked on your penis is no doubt alien to him. “Huh…that’s…interesting, but maybe leave the sex toys at home next time.” “Anytime today” a frustrated $Alex yells from behind the door. “You can pull your pants back up, we’re done here.” The man turns around and starts filling out a document attached to a clipboard, no doubt confused about how he has to explain this. [[Alex 4 Guard 2<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3, $H to $H + 1]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/HnYzVLwD/Baseball-2.jpg]] In between the tense moments of batters striking balls, you and $Alex kill time by talking. “Man, I wish I could talk to one of them. Just 5 minutes of picking their ears and I could get a hundred tips for the rest of the Morton baseball team.” “Wait, you’re on the baseball team?” “From the day I started. It’s one of the few perks of being there.” “I imagine you must be pretty good; you seem to be really into it.” “”Pretty good?” I’m the whole goddamn team.” She lets out a small giggle. “The guys seem to hate me though. Evidently they can’t handle being bossed around by a woman. But I’m just trying to help them get better, you know? How about you? Take part in any of Farrix’s “prestigious” sports?” “I couldn’t even if I wanted to. On the first day I was told I couldn’t compete in either the clubs or mandatory sports sessions.” $Alex pauses for thought. “That’s strange.” “Why? Because you’re allowed to?” “Well yes, but also because you’re there to learn right? And if they’re not letting you do that, then why are you there at all? It kind of takes away from the point of it being an academy. Surely it would just be much easier for them to move you to Morton than to make sure you are constantly on the sidelines.” Even if $Alex doesn’t know about Miss $Gray , she still has a point. Surely you staying at Farrix is by choice of someone higher up than your teacher. [[Alex 4 Watch 2<-Continue][$H to $H + 3]]

Outside the room, $Alex is pacing the nearby hallways. “Finally” she exclaims, not caring about showing her displeasure. “Come on, we’ve already missed more than I’d want to.” $Alex dashes through the brick lined corridors with you doing your best to keep up. In the main area of the arena, there’s a ruckus in the crowd as they cheer for their favorite team, and an even louder chorus of boos when the opposition catches the ball. $Alex isn’t even checking if you’re behind her as she proceeds up a bunch of steps to find seats which satisfy her strict criteria. “What? How are they this far down already?” $Alex yells. Before you can even sit down, she’s got her feet up on the empty seats in front of you. “Stupid bulls.” “I thought you liked them.” “I would, if they started winning!” She yells, managing to pierce through the noise in the crowd. [[Alex 4 Guard 3<-Continue][$H to $H + 2]]

<<if $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 1>>“Hey, are you alright?” $Alex questions. Surprisingly, she doesn’t sound disgusted at you. “After what you saw, I didn’t think you would want to talk to me.” “Why, because you have a kink? $name , I don’t care what you’re into, I care about you. And if you’re into a piece of metal on your genitals, then that’s cool. Hell, as far as kinks go, it’s pretty harmless. I just wish you could have left it at home when we go to a baseball game.” The rose from your cheeks begins to fade away. “You really don’t mind?” $Alex begins to laugh “no, it’s fine. I’ll tell you what, I’m not really in the mood for this anymore. Let’s go somewhere else.”\ <<else>>”Hey, are you alright?” $Alex questions. Surprisingly, she doesn’t sound disgusted at you. “After what you saw, I didn’t think you would want to talk to me.” “Why, because you have a kink? $name , I don’t care what you’re into, I care about you. And if you’re into a piece of metal being on your genitals, then that’s cool. Hell, as far as kinks go, it’s pretty harmless. I just wish you could have left it at home when we go to a baseball game.” “But what about…” “Your clothes? In case you hadn’t noticed, I’m not the type of girl to wear flowers and dresses. And if you won’t judge me for that, then I’m not going to judge you for wearing something that makes you feel good. I’ll tell you what, I’m not really in the mood for this anymore. Let’s go somewhere else.”<</if>> [[Alex 4 Res<-Continue]]

After leaving the arena forever associated with embarrassment, $Alex leads you to a nearby diner. The establishment is in the appreciable middle ground between a fast food joint and a high end restaurant. After ordering for you, $Alex leads you to a lonely table, a pair of drinks in her hands. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/ncG8RdV0/Alex-Date-4.jpg]] “Nice place right? I normally come here after watching a game. It’s a lot louder then, but we’ve caught it during a quiet hour.” There’s next to nobody in the venue, so the two of you can comfortably talk about almost anything. “So I know I said that I love that you have kinks, but I have to ask, how did you get into chastity? Was it just something that you heard about and immediately loved? Or did you stumble upon it somehow?” [[Alex 4 Res Lie<-Lie]] [[Alex 4 Res Honest<-Admit]]

“I just…saw pictures of it online, and decided to try it out.” “So, do you keep the key on you all the time? Or do you leave it at home?” Preparing for the possibility that she might ask to see the key, you lie, and make believe you leave it at home. “You must be pretty into it then. I can’t imagine what it would be like, having something trapping your cock like that.” The thought of $Ash and her chastity belt crosses your mind. Though you know she’s only wearing it to satiate Miss $Gray , it still does the same thing as your cage. “Well, there are belt designs that you could try out that work with your parts.” $Alex starts laughing. “Oh I know that, it’s just that I’m not into it - doing it to myself or others. But if you’re into it, then that’s cool." <<if $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 1>>[[Alex 4 Res 3<-Continue][$H to $H + 2]]\ <<else>>[[Alex 4 Res Honest 2<-Continue]]<</if>>

“Well, I actually had…someone introduce me to it.” “Really? Did they suggest it to you? Or did they just put it on you in your sleep?” $Alex starts to laugh, even though that idea isn’t even as cruel as the truth. “Something like that. Let’s just say I didn’t have much choice.” “That kind of relationship, huh? Are you still with them?” “Well, it’s not exactly a normal relationship, but yeah, we still see each other.” “So it’s a friends with benefits type thing. Do you have many relationships like that?” //Well actually…// “Not really. How about you?” “Oh, not at all. Not that I’m against it, or a polyamoros type relationship, but I just prefer being loyal to one person. And if I’m going to be sexual with someone, I want to make sure they love me.” <<if $PantiesM is 1 and $SocksM is 1>>[[Alex 4 Res 3<-Continue][$H to $H + 2]]\ <<else>>[[Alex 4 Res Honest 2<-Continue]]<</if>>

After eating a little and drinking a lot, you get ready to leave, with $Alex taking care of the bill. “You know, maybe it was better that we missed the game. It’s normally me sitting by myself, feeling lonely, but with you, I at least have someone to talk to.” She accompanies you the rest of the way home, until she gives you a kiss on the cheek and says farewell. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3]]

“Well if you’re being honest, then I have to say, I’m also curious how you got started with that underwear of yours.” <<if $SocksM is 0 and $PantiesM is 0>>The hosiery wrapping your legs and the panties underneath come back to the forefront of your mind.\ <<elseif $SocksM is 1>>You recall $Alex seeing your panties, which held in place your caged penis.\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1>>You recall $Alex seeing your hosiery.<</if>> “It’s kind of similar actually. A friend suggested it, and soon enough I was wearing it more often than anything else.” “So you must be thankful that they introduced you to it, right? I mean, if you wear it everyday, then you must enjoy it.” “I suppose.” You opt for a brief answer, else you might end up revealing more about $Ash and Miss $Gray than you had intended. “So it really doesn’t bother you?” “Not at all. Clothes are clothes. Just find the ones you like to wear but don’t tell me what I should put on.” [[Alex 4 Res 3<-Continue][$H to $H + 2]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/HnYzVLwD/Baseball-2.jpg]] For the rest of the ball game, the only discussion between you and $Alex is her cursing the athletes, and you suggesting she calms down, but all your remarks fall on deaf ears. The game ends, $Alex ‘s team embarrassed by a definitive loss. “Damn it. Well, I guess you won’t be a Bulls fan.” “I suppose not.” //Not that I would be even if they had won// $Alex walks you home, where there’s a similar lack of warm conversation. “So…I’ll see you around.” $Alex leaves once your house is in sight, her comment sounding more like a question than a statement. Your chastity cage, and your inability to let $Alex see it, may have just compromised your relationship. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3]]

The conversation grows more personal with each homerun, but it’s inevitable that the game has to end. Disappointingly, $Alex ‘s favorite team takes the L, but you’re both so into the conversation that she doesn’t seem to mind. After exiting the arena along with the rest of the baseball fans $Alex accompanies you for the journey home, until she gives you a kiss on the cheek and says farewell. [[Room<-Continue]]

<<set $CC2 to 3>>\ You take your familiar journey to Farrix, only no longer having to worry about giving your chastity cage key to Miss $Gray . [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] You enter room 68 while it is still mostly empty, with only your domineering teacher present, who is leaning against the front of her desk, waiting for you. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5ytWZ56r/Inspection.jpg]] “Strip.” As requested, you shed your clothes for Miss $Gray to assess you. <<if $TightsA is 1 or $TightsB is 1 or $TightsD is 1>>”It's nice to see that you’re wearing tights. They are flattering, if a bit dull.”\ <<elseif $TightsC is 1>>”Beautiful tights. They really are appropriate for a sissy like you to be wearing.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseA is 1>>”A staple in any wardrobe. Your hosiery looks beautiful, $name . It’s just a pity that no one else can admire your legs in them.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseB is 1>>”Nude pantyhose? A peculiar choice, but you are meeting your uniform requirements.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseC is 1 or $PantyhoseD is 1>>”Fishnets? Not terribly appropriate, $name . However, I suppose I never specified that this was against the rules of Farrix. I’ll allow this for now, but I may change my mind one day.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseH is 1>>”A playful choice for your hosiery. Not entirely appropriate for Farrix, but I’ll allow it, for now.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseE is 1>>”Certainly an interesting choice for your hosiery. Normally such a pick would catch an eye, but with these obstructive pants, they won’t be spotted. Quite a shame, no?”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseF is 1>>”These pretty pantyhose of yours are certainly an eye catcher, but not in the best way. You’d look so much cuter with a less tacky pair.”\ <<elseif $StockingsA is 1 or $StockingsB is 1>>”Black stockings: a staple in any wardrobe, especially for a woman in a professional setting like this. I don’t think I could imagine anything more appropriate.”\ <<elseif $StockingsC is 1>>”An interesting dichotomy, isn’t it? Stockings are meant to be slutty, but the nude tone suggests an element of class.”\ <<elseif $StockingsD is 1>>”Pink stockings, the height of both slutiness and femininity. How appropriate.”\ <<elseif $StockingsE is 1>>”There’s no hosiery that a whore should be without like a pair of fishnet stockings. Imagine what your classmates would think if they could see beneath your pants.”\ <<elseif $SocksM is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”Socks? Socks! Come on $name . Hosiery is like a luxurious second skin. Dull socks like these are neither comfortable nor pretty”.<</if>> Miss $Gray takes a closer look at your underwear. \ <<if $PantiesA is 1 or $PantiesB is 1 or $PantiesC is 1 or $PantiesD is 1 or $PantiesE is 1 or $PantiesF is 1 or $PantiesG is 1 or $PantiesH is 1 or $PantiesI is 1 or $PantiesJ is 1 or $PantiesK is 1 or $PantiesL is 1 or $PantiesM is 1 or $PantiesN is 1>>”Nice panties. Such beautiful underwear is worn by every student here at Farrix. Wouldn’t it feel wrong to stand out by wearing men’s underwear?”\ <<elseif $GarterPantiesA is 1 or $GarterPantiesB is 1 or $GarterPantiesC is 1>>”Garter panties? A beautiful mix of sexyness and practicality. I’m more than impressed in your choice of underwear today.”\ <<elseif $ThongA is 1 or $ThongB is 1 or $ThongC is 1 or $ThongD is 1 or $ThongE is 1>>”A thong? Good for hiding panty lines, and for feeling sexy all day long. Which one do you care about more?”\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”It’s ridiculous seeing a man in panties, just as it is seeing a sissy like you in boxers. This is ridiculous, $name , and I thought you had matured past this point a long time ago.”<</if>> <<if $GarterA is 1 or $GarterB is 1>>”A beautiful garter belt. Useful for so many things, like being sexier, or holding up a pair of sultry stockings. Of course, you’ll have to worry about your garter straps leaving an impression against your pants, though that’s a small trade off for feeling so sexy." She continues her inspection, turning her attention southwards.\ <<elseif $GarterC is 1>>”Simply adorable garters. It should be a crime that no one can see them on your legs.” She continues her inspection, turning her attention southwards.\ <<else>>She continues her inspection, turning her attention southwards.<</if>> <<if $ShaveLegs gt 6>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>Miss $Gray looks at your legs. "Really? How could you let your legs grow this disgusting? Be sure to shave them and they'll look and feel much better."\ <<elseif $ShaveLegs lt 3>>Miss $Gray lightly strokes your leg. "Don't you just love the feeling of freshly shaven legs? So smooth, so feminine. Keep it up."\ <<elseif $ShaveLegs lt 7>>Miss $Gray admires your legs. "Smooth. Be sure to keep it up."<</if>> <<if $Pills gt 5 and $PillsGray1 is 0>><<set $PillsGray1 to 1, $GrayR to $GrayR + 1>>”What are these?” Miss $Gray leans into your chest, noticing the two boobs hanging there. “$Ash had told me she planned on giving you breasts, but I was doubtful she would get you to willingly accept them. Maybe she’s a better Mistress than I gave her credit for. Regardless, I’m impressed that you’re accepting of your new role. Of course, it’s now all the more important that you wear a bra.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 12 and $PillsGray2 is 0>><<set $PillsGray2 to 1, $GrayR to $GrayR + 1>>”Your boobs have…grown.” Your teacher is visibly startled, and she clears her throat to try and regain composure. “Well, $Ash continues to surprise, doesn’t she? Those breasts are very fitting, and are sure to be noticed. good job.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 19 and $PillsGray3 is 0>><<set $PillsGray3 to 1>>”Looks like someone has been taking their medication.” Miss $Gray takes a closer look at your chest. “As much as I’m happy that you’re so accepting of your new role in life, there’s also something to be said for taking things slowly. After all that time I spent training you, did I ever rush? These breasts are nice, but I’m beginning to grow concerned that you are doing this without thinking about it.\ <<elseif $Pills gt 19 and $Bra is 1>>Miss $Gray inspects your chest. “Those generous breasts of yours look amazing in that lingerie. Great selection.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 19 and $SportsBra is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>Miss $Gray inspects your chest. “A sports bra would be fine if you were still growing your boobs. But those are anything but small, so you should be wearing something sexier.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 12 and $SportsBra is 1>>Miss $Gray inspects your chest. “Those blossoming breasts of yours are beautiful, but when contained in that dull sports bra, it almost ruins the look.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 12 and $Bra is 1>>Miss $Gray inspects your chest. “Your breasts are beautiful, and you’re clearly developing a fine taste for lingerie."\ <<elseif $Pills gt 5 and $SportsBra is 1>>Miss $Gray inspects your chest. “Your cute breasts fill up that sports bra nicely, but it’s also quite plain, isn’t it? Something sexier would be much nicer.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 5 and $Bra is 1>>Miss $Gray inspects your chest. “Those cute breasts look even cuter in that bra of yours.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 5 and $Bra is 0 and $SportsBra is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”Now that you have breasts like every other student at Farrix, it would be incredibly unprofessional to not wear a bra. After all, if you saw a girl’s nipples poking through her blouse, you’d be staring all day, wouldn’t you?”\ <<elseif $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra is 1>>She cups her hand gently against your chest, confirming the sports bra underneath your shirt. "Do you like someone feeling your breasts?" She laughs at the uncomfortable expression that your face turns into.\ <<elseif $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>She presses her hand against your chest. When she senses that there is no bra beneath your shirt, she looks disappointed.\ <<else>>She lets out a small, almost unhearable grunt of dissatisfaction after looking towards your chest.<</if>> <<if $ShoesCOrder is 1 and $ShoesC is 1>>"Such cute shoes, $name . Make sure to keep wearing them."\ <<elseif $ShoesCOrder is 1 and $ShoesC is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>"I'm sure you would much prefer to be wearing a pair of cute flats, so where are they?"\ <<elseif $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlug is 1>>Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. "Nice to see you can remember this" she taunts, pressing down on your rear. "I'm sure it will be harder for you to daydream in class when you have this penetrating you."\ <<elseif $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlug is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1 and $TimesSpanked to $TimesSpanked + 1>>Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. The silent room is quickly filled with a shriek from you as her hand slaps your butt cheeks. "I thought I made it clear that you will wear a butt plug from now on." Several more times you cry out as her hand hits you.<</if>> <<if $LightPinkFingers gt 7 or $RedFingers gt 7>>”What beautiful nails you have, $name . Their length, their color, it’s so appropriate. I’m assuming this is $Ash ‘s doing. She’s proving to be quite the trainer.” She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $PaintedFingers gt 0>>”So you like those nails? It’s nice to see you’ve accepted having such a flattering shade on your hands.” She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<else>>She then lets you dress yourself again.<</if>> <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>"It is extremely disappointing that you can't follow the most basic of instructions $name . Come here at lunch for your punishment. At least you will have $Ash to keep you company."\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $GrayR lt -2>>"While it is good that you can follow instructions, I am not pleased with your behavior. Come here at lunch for you punishment."\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $GrayR gt -3>>"Your behavior has been exemplary as of late, keep it up."<</if>> [[10-1b<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 8>><<set $M to 0>>\ The students begin to file in around you. <<if $JenLevel is 0 or $JenLevel is 1>>Your classmates have largely gotten used to you by now, though they all no doubt still see you as being somewhere you do not belong.\ <<elseif $JenLevel is 2>>There’s some unintelligible whispers from some of the class as they enter, among some giggles and cruel words that you’re more than used to being called. “Sissy” particularly stands out to you as this being $Jen ‘s doing. Thankfully, it’s only a few of them, and the mockery, coming from a select few stops after a moment.\ <<elseif $JenLevel is 3>>There’s conversations as usual that are had by the entering classmates, but from what you pick up, the topic is awfully different than the usual discourse. There’s a lot of laughter and staring at you from what seems like half the class, and the words they throw around, which vary from whispers to average conversational volume, seem either feminine or demeaning. You pick out several instances of “sissy” “loser” and “pathetic”.<</if>> <<if $AshMad is 1>>You look to the side to check if $Ash is there, and almost disappointingly, she is. Around her ankle, is the familiar piece of jewelry, which has a key hanging from it.\ <<else>>$Ash takes her usual seat next to you. Around her ankle, is the familiar piece of jewelry, which has a key hanging from it.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/W4P87PL7/Ash-key-anklet.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $GrayR lt 0>>Miss $Gray seems to be harsher to you today. She demands you answer more questions than she does the other students, and is crueler to you when you get them wrong, and barely affirms your answer when you get them right.<<elseif $GrayR gt - 1>>Despite the pre-class inspection, Miss $Gray barely seems to care about you during the lesson, which you certainly wouldn't complain about.<</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8>>During the lesson, though, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes lustfully wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.<<elseif $Horny lt 9>>Despite the ample distractions around you in the form of attractive women, you manage to listen diligently.<</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>> The butt plug filling your rear isn’t helping the situation, however, and leaves you even more turned on.<</if>> <<if $Day3 is 1>>[[Jen Monday 7<-Continue]]<<else>>[[10-1c Lunch<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 13>>\ You head to your next lesson. <<if $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 1>>Not only do the whispers commence from the moment you enter the classroom, so too does the awkward glance from your teacher. Mr Hawt, in character with how nice he’s been since your start at Farrix, gives you an encouraging gaze, but no doubt he’s more than aware of all the rumors perpetuated by the students in same class as you right now.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 2>>Mr Vils reaction to your entry is as neutral as it always has been, and likely always will be. If $Jen did try to bring up your sissyness to him, he’d probably get annoyed at her for discussing something not related to mathematics. For once in your life, you’re glad to have such a hardass of a teacher.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 3>>Nevermind the rest of the students, your teacher can barely stifle her giggles enough to welcome you to the classroom. Miss Bulthrough clearly keeps her ear close to the ground, and she’s getting in on the jokes almost more than the students are. “Oops, I think I lost my lipstick. Does anyone know where it went?” The encouraged class looks at you, before your teacher realizes she “misplaced it.”\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 4>>Rather than demand your classmates’ torment of you stops, Miss Green thinks it would be more effective to diagnose why they think it’s okay to mock someone so blatantly. She openly conjectures that maybe they secretly feel pity for you, or perhaps they genuinely feel so superior that they can mock you without consequence. She also posits that classmates may just be following the “tribe leader”, and following someone else’s footsteps who’s teasing you. And then she gets to diagnosing you. “One of the things I disagree with Freud on is penis envy. You see, I don’t feel it’s restricted to women. My theory is that people with small penises, perhaps like you, envy other men, and thus feel a sense of inferiority.” Suffice to say, you’d rather your teacher spend the hour slapping you with papers than inadvertently humiliating you like this, but you never did get an option.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 5>>"Miss $Gilda , did you know that $name is a sissy?” One classmate blurts out at the beginning of the hour, much to the laughter of the rest of the class, save you. “And?” “Well, it means he likes to we…” “That’s relevant how? I’m trying to teach you the meaning of life and you’re too busy thinking and distracting me and the rest of the class with these vapid comments. Did you know Plato considered the body and its senses a distraction for the soul? I would consider this great proof of that. Detention for you.” Your teacher’s harsh put down means that, at least for the next hour, you don’t have to listen to any mockery.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 3>>The whispers have already begun from the moment you enter the classroom. “You know Molly, I bet he has more panties than you!” one girl teases. “Shut up! You should be nicer to him anyway. I hear sissies are really sensitive. You wouldn’t want him to start crying, would you?” “You know, that would be really funny!”\ <<else>>Your teacher welcomes you with much more of a greeting than you get from the students.<</if>> <<if $Day3 is 1 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Jz0hBntZ/Science.jpg]] "Okay, can someone tell me what the opposite of a dominant allele is? Alice?" The girl thinks for a moment before proudly shouting "submissive!" The class starts laughing, and you can see Mr Hawt looking slightly confused. You soon stop paying attention to the lesson, and start paying attention to the girls and the rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 1 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Jz0hBntZ/Science.jpg]] Once the science lesson begins, you inevitably and immediately tune out and admire the beauty of the girls around you. It’s fortunate that this isn’t a practical session, else you probably would have spilled several bottles and flasks of chemicals. Fortunately, Mr Hawt is far too kind to even bring up your likely obvious staring, and that’s assuming he even noticed.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 2 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Bv1QMVTv/Maths.jpg]] “Can anyone tell me what the opposite of a numerator is? Megan?” The silent class turns their attention to the girl, who is visibly struggling. “A dominator?” The class now erupts in laughter, the girl’s face turning red. You soon stop paying attention to the lesson, and start paying attention to the girls. The rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 2 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Bv1QMVTv/Maths.jpg]] As soon as you sit down, you start staring at the cute girls around you. //How could they seriously expect me to do arithmetic in a school filled with such hot women?// Fortunately, Mr Vils is much more laid back than Miss $Gray , so the lesson goes by without issue.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 3 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/MKdTTRZz/English.jpg]] “The act of her standing in the doorway is less physical and more symbolic, as it’s representative of…” You soon stop paying attention to the lesson, and start paying attention to the girls, as well as admiring Miss Bullthrough’s body. The rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 3 and $Horny gt 5>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/MKdTTRZz/English.jpg]] Once the door closes and you’re sat down, you immediately start staring at the girls around you. As you’re admiring a particularly attractive girl at the front of the class, Miss Bullthrough asks you a question, and her gaze tells you she knows exactly what you were doing. You do your best to answer, but the only thing you’ve learnt from this lesson is that boobs are better than books. When the attention goes away from you, you try to be a bit subtler. Instead, you look at your teacher’s generous rear whenever she’s writing on the board, which is hardly a downgrade. The rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 4 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/sgLgPrZ8/Psychology.jpg]] ”As I’m sure you’re all aware, Freud’s idea of the Oedipus complex has largely been debunked, though I’m sure he’d have a field day with all the step-mom porn on the internet.” The only response to Miss Green’s joke is seemingly crickets. You soon zone out, and decide to take the other students as case studies on what turns you on the most.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 4 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/sgLgPrZ8/Psychology.jpg]] When you’re presented with the option between outdated psychological theories and hot uniformed women, you know it’s hardly an option at all. And while some blue balled psychologist might want to analyze your choices like those, you’d rather just admire boobs and butts when you can.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 5 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/3JKNY9TL/Philosophy.jpg]] ”Okay class, get ready, because today we’re tackling the ontological argument. First, I’d like you to think of something which exists in the mind, but not reality, for instance, like Winnie the Pooh.” //Hmm…Catwoman?…Mmm….Catwoman…// “Now, think of something which exists in the mind and in reality, like someone famous.” //Hmm…Riley Reid?...Mmm…Riley Reid…// “Now think of something which exists in reality, but not in your mind.” //Wait…how can I possibly think of something which does not exist in the mind?// You zone out soon after, thinking of Catwoman and Riley Reid.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 5 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/3JKNY9TL/Philosophy.jpg]] Almost as soon your butt lands in its seat, your mind has gone wandering, missing potentially life changing ideas in favor of a fantasy of an ethereal handjob. With how complex philosophy is, if you ever wanted to pay attention, you’d have to be much less horny.<</if>> <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 1>>[[10-1e<-Continue][$H to 16]]<<elseif $GrayLunchFail lt 2>>[[10-1f<-Continue][$H to 16]]<</if>>

<<set $Fem to 38>>\ <<set $H to 9>>\ <<if $AshMad is 1>>”Oh, is somebody waking up?” Despite the fog of having just woken up, you recognise the figure sitting on the side of your bed over your prone body. It’s $Ash , who has somehow managed to sneak into your house and room undetected. “Well wake up faster, I don’t have all day.” $Ash rips away the embracing cover of your duvet.\ <<else>>”Aww, look at the cute little sissy waking up.” Despite the fog of having just woken up, you recognise the figure sitting on the side of your bed over your prone body. It’s $Ash , who has somehow managed to sneak into your house and room undetected. “How were your dreams? Were they pink? Filled with visions of makeup, flowers and cock? Well, if only you could dream forever, but we have things to do.” She gently pulls away the embracing cover of your duvet.<</if>> <<if $PJA is 1 or $PJB is 1 or $PJC is 1 or $PJD is 1>>”Good to see you have some suitable sleepwear. You’ll be glad you went to sleep wearing something.”\ <<elseif $PJ is 1>><<set $AshR to $AshR - 1>>”What the fuck are those? You really should get some better sleepwear, because those are mismatched on someone like you.”\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1>><<set $AshR to $AshR - 1>>”You really look better in some panties. Stupid sissy.”\ <<else>>”Cute panties”<</if>> <<if $AshMad is 1>>“Now, get up, we’ve got someone to talk to.” Stumbling out of bed, you approach your dresser, only for $Ash to get mad at you. “Did I say you could get dressed? Come on!” Inside your own home, you follow her lead as she heads downstairs.\ <<else>>”Now, how about you get up, we’ve got someone to talk to.” Stumbling out of bed, you approach your dresser, but $Ash blocks your path. “Oh, you won’t be needing any of those clothes. Now, hurry up sissy.” She beckons you to follow her as she heads downstairs.<</if>> [[Ash 4b<-Continue]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/VkY1VCt8/Longue.jpg]] $Ash leads you into the lounge, where, $Hannah is already up, sitting on the edge of the couch, waiting for you. “$name, you never told me you had a girlfriend.” She’s about to keep talking, but then her eyes meet yours, and the rest of your body. <<if $PJ is 1>>It’s not often that $Hannah sees you in pajamas, but you’re thankful that you decided to wear them last night.\ <<elseif $PJA is 1 or $PJB is 1 or $PJC is 1 or $PJD is 1>>Your dainty pajamas are undoubtedly confusing to $Hannah, and you feel your cheeks grow red in response.\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1>>Though it’s the underwear that $Hannah no doubt expects you to wear, it’s still embarrassing that she is seeing you in your boxers.\ <<else>>Your lack of covering exposes your lingerie, causing $Hannah to look away in second hand embarrassment, and your cheeks to grow intensely red.<</if>> Your “girlfriend” leads you, hand in hand, to the other couch. “So, what was this thing you needed to tell me, $name ?” $Hannah ‘s question throws you off, but it all makes sense when $Ash grips your hand even tighter. She’s set you up, and she won’t let you leave without telling $Hannah something that you wouldn’t want to tell anyone. “Come on babe. I was so proud of you when you said you wanted to open up to your friends, and I’m sure $Hannah will be accepting.” $Ash ‘s overbearing hand squeezes even tighter. [[Ash 4 +<-”I’m a…]] [[Ash 4 -<-Refuse]]

“I’m a…” you look for $Ash for support, <<if $AshMad is 1>>even though there’s none to be found.<<else>>and you somehow manage to find some in her eyes, even if she forced you into this situation.<</if>> “Sissy.” $Hannah looks baffled, and her pupils flicker between the two people in front of her. “A what?” “A sissy. It means that I…I like wearing…women’s clothes.” “Really? That’s what you got all worked up about telling me?” <<if $PaintedToes gt 0>>It’s only now that $Hannah seems to notice your painted toes.<</if>> <<if $PaintedFingers gt 0>>Your painted fingers no doubt make more sense now.<</if>> “Well, it’s not just about that.” $Ash doesn’t relent her grip over your hand. “It means that “he” is more like a “she”, and she likes being subservient. She doesn’t care about having orgasms, but she loves giving them, whether you’re a guy or a girl.” $Hannah is once more left with more questions than answers. “$name , you’re really into all this?” The only response you can summon is a meek nod of your head. “I’ll be honest, I don’t entirely know why you’re telling me. I’m not sure if I want any part of this. This is a lot to take in.” Your housemate gets up to leave, but she turns around at the last second. “Is this…why you stole my panties?” Now $Ash is the one looking at you confused, but she’s smart enough to put 2 and 2 together. “Yeah, it was.” “Oh. I guess I thought you were just a horny guy who wanted something to jack off to. But I suppose you wanted to wear them.” She doesn’t add anything, and neither do you. She closes the door behind her as she walks out. “Why did you make me do that?” <<if $AshMad is 0>>”Honey, I just want you to be happy. And for that, you need to accept your true nature. I’m sorry if you feel I tricked you, but one day, when you’re smarter, you’ll understand why I helped you this way.” She plants a caring kiss on your cheek. “Besides, I have something else prepared that will push you even further. By comparison, this was a cakewalk.” She leaves as well, blowing you a kiss on her way out.\ <<else>>”Oh come on! How stupid are you? First of all, it’s hilarious seeing how red your cheeks are. Secondly, I thought that you would have learned that whatever I want, happens, so you’re going to have to get used to that feeling. Besides, it’s a nice springboard for what I have planned for you next. If you thought this was rough, then you’ll probably have a heart attack at what’s coming.” She leaves as well, not even looking back over her shoulder.<</if>> It wasn’t enough to expose the most intimate part of you to $Hannah , but now $Ash has left a growing sense of dread to develop within you. [[Room<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3, $H to $H + 1]]

“I can’t do this.” You yell, getting up to leave, but $Ash ‘s arm drags you back down like a handcuff. “Oh, it’s okay honey, it’s fine to be nervous. Let me help you. You see $Hannah , $name is a sissy.” $Hannah looks baffled, and her pupils flicker between the two people in front of her. “A what?” “A sissy. It means that SHE likes to wear skirts, dresses, and panties. The type of things that we do. SHE couldn’t ever please a woman with her tiny penis, so we have to keep it locked up in a cage. The only pleasure she gets is a side effect of a man plowing her ass, and leaving his seed in HER body.” $Ash ‘s graphic description crumbles any self confidence you had, and leaves $Hannah with more questions than answers, but she seems too intimidated to ask them. “I see. Well, I’m happy that you have someone who is accepting of you, but I don’t think I want any part of this.” Your housemate leaves the room, frazzled by the encounter, and slams the door shut behind her. <<if $AshMad is 1>><<set $AshR to $AshR - 1>>”You naughty sissy!” Her hand slaps you firmly across the face, adding color to them when it really isn't necessary. “When I tell you to do something, you do it!” She gets up and starts pacing, and you’re too scared to talk to her, like a mine that you don’t dare prod. “I had planned on pushing your limits even further, but now you’ve pissed me off. You’re going to regret not accepting my word as law.”\ <<else>><<set $AshR to $AshR - 1>>$Ash lets out an exasperated sigh. “You make it so hard to love you sometimes. I’m trying to help you be the best you can be, but you never seem to appreciate it.” She relinquishes her hold over your hand and heads toward the door.<</if>> Without looking back, she slams the door behind her, just as $Hannah did. [[Room<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3, $H to $H + 1]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/ZKr5Mvq7/Pills-1.jpg]] <<if $Pills is 2>>You spin off the lid of the rattly canister. Feeling your chest, you’re still not showing any signs of boobs from the pill you first took with $Ash . You pour out a few pills into your palm. It’s amazing, you think to yourself, that a few capsules have the power to take someone from no boobs to a chestful, like a bag of magic beans, only real. Terrifyingly real. Whether it’s because you want them, or you’re just fearful of $Ash finding out you haven’t taken them, you decide to slip one into your mouth. As before, it’s uneventful past the dramatic swallowing. There’s no sudden expansion of breasts like a blowup doll. There’s only you, and a sudden injection of estrogen working it’s way through your body.\ <<elseif $Pills lt 5>>You open up the container of pills. Still seeing no consequence of your prior consumption, you joke that maybe the vial is filled with duds. But even with that possibility, you pick a pill out with your fingers, and pop it between your lips. There’s still no visible effect of the medication, and with $Ash demanding you take them, you’re beginning to grow concerned that she might think you’re slacking off.\ <<elseif $Pills lt 12>>Even though your breasts, if small, still qualify, you open up the canister of pills and pop one in your mouth. Rather than looking for anything at all, you’re now looking for growth, but that’s sure to come just as quick.\ <<elseif $Pills lt 20>>A year ago, you would have slapped yourself if you were about to take a pill that gave the user boobs. Even with prior you’s shame though, you open the familiar bottle and shake out a pill. Popping the pill into your mouth, you can practically feel the feminine energy flowing through you, concentrated around your chest. The slightly smaller than average breasts there are soon to be plump and voluminous.<</if>> [[Bathroom<-Continue]]

In the expansive nothingness that you can see, there’s a bright dot glacially approaching. A familiar voice introduces itself, but rather than hearing $Ash ‘s voice in the same room as you, it’s going straight into your ears through the headset. “Hello sissy.” The dot continues approaching from afar, showing itself to be bright pink. “Do you see that circle in the distance? So small that it’s almost undetectable, unless you’re expecting it. But whether you notice it or not, it is always there, always approaching. And just like the dot, your feminine urges can be ignored, but they’ll never vanish, so resisting them is pointless, like trying to drain an ocean. So accept yourself, and accept the circle.” The tiny dot grows like a budding flower, until it eventually encompasses the entire screen, allowing it’s spiral structure to reveal itself. “Fighting the spiral is useless, so let it take over you like a warm blanket.” “Submit to it.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/CM9wCdQ5/Spiral-2.jpg]] [[Ash C3 + 3<-Continue][$H to 21, $Horny to $Horny + 2]]

<<set $ShoesA to 0, $ShoesC to 0>>\ <<set $SU1 to 0>>\ <<set $SleepProcess to 1>>\ <<set $H to 2>><<set $M to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] The pink spirals disappear as $Ash removes the headset from your eyes. Looking around, the curtains are drawn and the lamps are turned on. “I hope you enjoyed that. Tomorrow, I’ll tell you why I wanted you here, but for now, I think it’s time we went to bed.” $Ash does your job for you, as she strips you down, first by sensually unbuttoning your shirt, and then by slipping off your shoes and sliding your pants off. A passionate kiss from her pushes you backwards until you land on the bed, $Ash on top of you. While her lips are locked with yours, she shows her talent for multi-tasking. When she pulls away, you open your eyes to see your wrists and ankles bound by ropes connected under the bed. With all your limbs suspended, you can’t free yourself. “It’s so hot in here, don’t you think?” Just like she helped you do, she pulls down her pants, revealing a silky black thong underneath. Her pussy is pressed tightly against the material, teasing you by showing you what you can’t have. $Ash climbs on top of you, her butt mere inches in front of your penis. “I’m still hot. I’ll have to take this off too.” Her strip tease continues as her blouse buttons unbuckle and the shirt drops on the floor. “That’s so much better. Now, time for my beauty sleep.” She leans over, reaching for the light switch, letting her boobs jiggle inches above your face in the slutty bra she’s donning. “Good night…sissy.” She almost collapses on top of you, the weight of her boobs intimately pressed against your chest, and the same thing could be said of her vagina and your penis. [[Ash C3 + 4<-...][$H to 9, $Horny to $Horny + 2]]

<<set $Day to $Day + 1, $Day3 to $Day3 + 1>>\ <<if $Day3 is 8>><<set $Day3 to 1>><</if>>\[img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] “Well, here it is.” $Ash is standing in front of the window, her silhouette outlined by the light coming through the glass. It takes you a moment to realize where you are, and what happened last night. You look to your wrists to see marks of the straps that were there, and the same can be said of your legs. $Ash comes closer, revealing a box she has in her grasp that she places in front of you on the bed. It’s beautifully wrapped like a Christmas present to a loved one, complete with a pink bow sealing the gift. “Go ahead, open it.” After pulling the string and tearing at the paper, you flip the lid of the small container. Inside is a bed of dark pink satin, host to a bottle of pills, which lack a label. “They weren’t exactly the easiest thing to get a hold of, but I knew you would appreciate it.” “What are they?” You hold up the vial, shaking the pills inside. “”What are they?” They’re what you’ve been waiting for. These little babies are pumped full of estrogen, and taking a few is all you need to get some boobs on that flat chest of yours.” You’re speechless at her suggestion, but after everything she’s done until, maybe you shouldn't be. “I know you must be pleased, but go on! Take one!” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/j5wGNKyH/Pill-event.jpg]] <<if $Horny gt 6>>[[Ash C3 + Take<-Take a pill]]<<else>>Not even $Ash 's beauty could trick you into taking one of these<</if>> [[Ash C3 + 5<-Refuse][$UnderwearUn to 1, $HosieryUn to 1]]

<<set $AshR to $AshR + 1>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] You spin the lid off the canister and rattle out a few pills into your hand. If $Ash is telling the truth about what they do, then their daintiness belies their power. Ignoring the logical part of your brain, you pick one up in your fingers, and pop it into your waiting mouth. It’s the heaviest swallow of your life, but the pill goes down as smoothly as a shot. You look at your chest, awaiting a sudden growth in your breasts like you were an anime character. “Nothing’s happening.” “Of course something is sweetie, you just can’t see it. But if you want to, then you’re going to have to take some more.” You’re about to pick up another pill when $Ash stops you. “Wow, you are eager. But you can’t take a bunch in a day and expect results. That’s dangerous, so go steady with them - one a day at most.” Almost making you drop the container, she leans in, passionately kissing you. “I’m so proud of you! Maybe you finally are learning your place. Now, feel free to go home, but be sure to keep taking your medication.” [[Room<-Leave][$H to $H + 1]] [[Ash C3 Orgasm<-Ask for some relief][$H to $H + 1]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] “$Ash … I can’t take these.” You slowly comment, nervous about her response. “Sure you can, especially after all the trouble I went through to get them. You wouldn’t want to disappoint me now, would you?” Her eyes go from eager to imitating a puppy’s in a matter of seconds. “I’m sorry, but I can’t have boobs.” A moan of frustration leaves $Ash ‘s lips. “You stupi…” her train of thought gets derailed by something. “Actually, maybe I can forgive your trepidation. But I promise you, by the end of the weekend, you’ll be begging me for these.” She takes back the pills from your open hands, as casually as though she were checking a ticket. “But if you aren’t going to do that, then you’ll have to do something else for me. Strip.” Just like all the times with Miss $Gray , you can’t help but remove your clothes when your keyholder tells you to. After tossing your shirt and pants to the floor, $Ash observes your lingerie. <<if $SocksM is 1 or $PantiesM is 1>>”Did Miss $Gray really let you get away with wearing those to school? And she likes to think of herself as a good Mistress - ha!”<<else>>”Not bad, but it would certainly look better if you had some nice perky breasts.<</if>> <<if $SocksM is 1>>Interestingly, $Ash yanks down your socks, exposing your feet.<<else>>Interestingly, $Ash gently and sensually slips her hands into the band of your hosiery, and pulls them down, exposing your feet.<</if>> Then, she pulls out a pair of handcuffs, silver and metal, and locks them around your wrists before you even get a chance to ask what she’s going to do with them. A second item of bondage also appears as she wraps a cord of rope around the cuffs, allowing her to lead you around like a dog, if she wanted to. She then, after a couple of failed attempts, tosses the other end of the rope inside a small hook on the ceiling. To complete her bondage predicament, she then ties the end of the rope around the bottom of the bed, causing you to stand on your toes in order to maintain balance. The position leaves you as defenseless as her nighttime bondage, but this doesn’t come with a comfortable bed to lay on, and does come with the prospect of your feet becoming tired. It’s while you’re adjusting to this vulnerable position that $Ash is meddling with something inside a shoe box, her back turned to you. It’s impossible to know for sure what she’s doing, but it’s taking longer than it should to retrieve some shoes. “I just had to make sure they were perfect” $Ash claims, sauntering back over to you. She proudly holds in her hands a pair of black heels, like what Miss $Gray wears most days. “You do look like you’re struggling, so I figured I’d help you out.” She kneels down and slips your struggling feet into the shoes, guiding your toes into the rounded end before slipping your heel inside them. Unsurprisingly, they do help you to maintain balance, but that doesn’t mean it’s comfortable. $Ash is just standing there, looking at you, waiting for something, but you’ve no idea what. Or at least, you are clueless, until you start to feel a strange sensation in both your feet. It’s light and almost friendly at first, but after a few seconds you want to scratch at the bizarre feeling. The friendly touch turns into a torturous one, as the tickling goes on without you being able to stop it. The best thing you can do is shake your feet, but that almost makes you lose balance. Rubbing your feet on the opposing leg doesn’t help either, thanks to the hard shell of the shoes. $Ash finally smiles at your predicament, realizing that whatever she put in the shoes is clearly working. “Awwh, poor sissy. She has an itch that she can’t scratch. I bet you would like some help, right?” You try to say yes, but you can barely put out a legible word in between the bouts of forced giggles and laughter. “Well, if you’re sure you’re happy like this, then I’ll leave you to it!” $Ash walks out the room, making sure to close the door behind her. [[Ash C3 + 6<-...][$H to $H + 3, $Horny + 2, $Stress to $Stress + 2, $ShoesE to 1]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] $Ash has turned her attention elsewhere while you stand in the doorway considering asking her for an orgasm, or at least some sort of sexual relief. “Hey, $Ash ?” She doesn’t reply, she just keeps typing away at her phone. After clearing your throat, you attempt to gain her attention. “$Ash !” “What is it sissy?” “I was thinking, since I did take those pills, that maybe you could help me out?” You nod your head towards your crotch expectantly. “Oh, was it not enough that I “helped you out” by getting you those pills which will only improve your life in every aspect for the rest of your life? Or that I was willing to spend a whole weekend tempting you into taking them? I suppose not, you ungrateful sissy.” It’s not hard to tell she’s pissed off, but that doesn’t stop you from not walking out without her saying “no”. <<if $AshR gt 1>>”Alright sissy, I’ll help you out. But I’m not happy about your lack of appreciation.” It’s evident that she’s lost her patience as she drags you by your clothes onto the bed. When you’ve landed on your back, she dutifully exposes your caged penis once more. She makes sure you can’t see the digits she’s entering before the lock is released, along with your penis. $Ash doesn’t care for being gentle, as she immediately brings your clitty to full attention with a fast paced stroke. The feeling is so sudden and rough that it almost hurts enough for you to ask her to slow down. Almost. But after being accustomed to the confines of the cage for so long, you’d be crazy to do that. It shouldn’t be a surprise that it takes barely two minutes for you to approach the edge, and $Ash is past her teasing her games. She doesn’t slow down when she sees your dick twitching, but she doesn’t speed up either. She just keeps jerking you off at the same, unloving pace until you cum an anticlimactic load all over a tissue you hadn’t noticed $Ash had grabbed. She doesn’t even care to milk the extra few dribbles of cum out of you. “Well, I hope you’re pleased now.” $Ash drops the tissue and your dick, and grabs her phone instead, which she immediately begins typing with. It quickly becomes clear there will be no post-orgasm care. You pull your pants back up and head home. [[Room<-Leave][$H to $H + 1, $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1, $Horny to 0, $AshR to $AshR - 1]]\ <<else>>”You may have taken those pills voluntarily, but that doesn’t mean I owe you an orgasm. Though if it makes you feel better, I’m not sure how much your little clitty would be able to feel it!” She starts laughing to herself. Evidently, that’s as close to a “no” as you’re going to get. [[Room<-Leave][$H to $H + 1, $AshR to $AshR - 1]]<</if>>

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] It’s been hours since $Ash left to do who-knows-what, and your feet are both aching from the standing and suffering from the intense tickling. Eventually, your captor returns, with a small box (thankfully not a shoe box) in her hand. She places that box on the bed before returning her attention to you. “You must be so tired and tormented. Let me help you out.” She unties the rope by the end attached to the bed. Immediately upon being freed, you stumble backwards; almost falling on the floor were it not for the bed breaking the fall. “What did you do to these?” You ask in a raised voice as you remove the evil shoes and scratch at your feet like a madman, turning them red. “Oh you know…” she picks up the heels, inspecting them “just added some itching powder.” You only half register her answer, too relieved from scratching your feet to listen closely. “So what do you say, have you changed your mind? The weekend is only going to get more arduous, and I’m not sure a sissy like you is prepared for it.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/j5wGNKyH/Pill-event.jpg]] <<if $Horny gt 6>>[[Ash C3 + Take<-Take a pill][$ShoesE to 0]]<<else>>Not even $Ash 's beauty could trick you into taking one of these<</if>> [[Ash C3 + 7<-Refuse][$ShoesE to 0]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] “So you've still got some fight left in you, huh? That’s fine, because I’ve got so much more than you.” Despite her otherwise threatening statement, $Ash helps you, and starts scratching your feet as well, which still tingle despite the lack of tainted shoes. “This must feel great. Almost as great as this would feel.” Her hand lingers over your underwear, gently teasing your caged cock. From the box she brought into the room, $Ash pulls out a vibrator, one she may have even used on herself. She flicks it on and off repeatedly, demonstrating how powerful it is by way of sound, until she pulls down your underwear and presses the activated vibrator against it. Even with the cage on, it feels just as great as masturbating, or the handjobs you’ve received, better than them even. To further tease you further, she pulls the vibrator away just as it starts to feel as though you could reach an orgasm with it. Once you recede from the edge, she does the same loop that becomes very familiar to you over the next few hours. Ten minutes of teasing followed by 2 minutes of rest. Even though you’re so turned on, those wicked 2 minutes are all it takes for your cum to not leak out of your locked cock. And despite that unending horniness, 10 minutes always seems like it’s one minute less than what you would need to actually cum. [[Ash C3 + 8<-...][$H to $H + 3, $Horny to $Horny + 2]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] “Surely you would do anything for me to stop doing this, right? I can only imagine how torturous it would be to be edged over and over, all the while knowing you’ll never actually cum, no matter how much you want it. So why not just give in? Just take my gracious gift and this can all be over.” “Who knows, I might even give you some pleasure if you do.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/j5wGNKyH/Pill-event.jpg]] <<if $Horny gt 6>>[[Ash C3 + Take<-Take a pill]]<<else>>Not even $Ash 's beauty could trick you into taking one of these<</if>> [[Ash C3 + 9<-Refuse]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] “I always thought you were stupid, but this is…” She takes a moment to reflect on what she’s about to say, but her pissed off face tells you all you need to know. “Pointless - pointless resistance. That’s exactly what this is. I’ll get what I want, whether you like it or not. So in the meantime, I think you need a little altering of the brain.” She picks up the familiar headset, which you only now notice, despite your 3 hour stationary edging, was on the bed, and wraps it once more around your head. It’s the same spirals as before, but it doesn’t take long to forget your past experience as the songs and spirals do their job. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/CM9wCdQ5/Spiral-2.jpg]] “Hello sissy….” Rather than a pink dot though, 3 dots, equidistant from each other and arranged in a triangle, appear. The green and blue circles stand out amidst the pink backdrop, while the white one seems more at home here. They’re all inviting, endearing you to look at them. [[Ash C3 Green<-Look at the green one][$H to 21, $Horny to $Horny + 2]] [[Ash C3 Blue<-Look at the blue one][$H to 21, $Horny to $Horny + 2]] [[Ash C3 White<-Look at the white one][$H to 21, $Horny to $Horny + 2]]

Your eyes fall to the dark green circle and watch it rotate around the center of your vision, as if it were a planet gravitating around a star. Hours go by, with the dot hovering passively, all the while $Ash ‘s messages whisper into your eyes. And when she decides you’ve heard enough of those messages, she kicks off the headset to reveal a dramatic change of outfit. $Ash ‘s normal sense of fashion belies her domineering nature, but the outfit she has on now is a little more accurate. Her feet haven’t slipped into a pair of dainty heels or delicate slippers, but rather a pair of thick black boots, not with a heel, but instead shoe laces tightly done up. Looking up her legs, you see her, rather bizarrely, wearing pants. Pants that are dark green, mixed with muddy browns and murky blacks, all three shades mixed up in a jumble of an ugly rainbow. The camouflage look contines, past the matching belt and up to her matching shirt, which looks much heavier than her usual blouse. All together, she looks like a character straight out of an action movie. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/0QpC7kCS/Army-1.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/L523Tcyb/Army-2.jpg]] “I heard you’re a little pussy.” $Ash ‘s voice is much different than normal, not only because she’s shouting, but because she’s only not bothering to sound cute. “Too afraid to take your medicine? Well you know, there’s no room for little bitches in my platoon.” She kicks her leg up onto the bed next to you, not that you can ever remember sitting here. “And why is it you’re so scared? Do these really frighten you?” Her shirt gets unbuttoned and drops to the floor like a towel. $Ash leans close, letting her boobs, held up by a dark green bra that would look out of place on almost any other outfit, hang inches from your nose. She unbuckles her belt and unwraps it from her waist, holding it in her hand like a leash. “You’re not going to make me whip you into submission, are you?” She doesn’t even give you time to respond, as she drops the belt, which lands with a heavy thud, to the floor. Holding her pants at a strange angle, she rips them off, showing a velcro lining on the inside. $Ash stands in front of you in her matching green lingerie, which she starts to show off. She does spins and swivels, turns and twists. She shakes her ass close enough to your face that she’d be able to shave it if her cheeks were equipped with razors. She shows off her flexibility by positioning her leg on your shoulders, almost wrapping it around your neck as though she were a snake. A very sexy snake. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/k5RsXF6f/Army-3.jpg]] “So what do you say? Are you really going to remain a pussy forever?” Evidently, $Ash was talking to you this whole time, not as if you had any idea. She grabs the bottle of pills, and shakes them proudly. “Last chance sissy, or I will be pissed.” [[Ash C3 + Take<-Take a pill]] [[Ash C3 Green 2<-Refuse]]

Your eyes fall to the dark blue circle and watch it rotate around the center of your vision, as if it were a planet gravitating around a star. Hours go by, with the dot hovering passively, all the while $Ash ‘s messages whisper into your eyes. And when she decides you’ve heard enough of those messages, she kicks off the headset to reveal a dramatic change of outfit. Her feet are propped up by a pair of tall, black leather boots that travel past her ankles and knees and come to an end on her thighs. Only at her crotch does her dress start, which is tight compared to her school uniform. The navy blue number comes with a gold badge close to her heart, as well as a black leather belt that has a pair of handcuffs along with several extra pockets, attached. A matching black hat is on her head, with another badge stuck to the center. In one hand, $Ash has a truncheon, which she lightly slaps her other hand with. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/HL4Kb8Cw/Police-1.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/W4PCD6xp/Police-2.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/G2LfK3cZ/Police-3.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/zv3cmdH7/Police-4.jpg]] “So someone doesn’t want to take their medication, huh? I’m not sure I can allow that.” She kicks her leg up onto the bed next to you, not that you can ever remember sitting here. “And what am I going to take you down to the precinct for? Because you’re afraid of these?” She unclips her dress, letting it fall to the floor. $Ash leans close, letting her boobs, held in place by a black bra, hang inches from your nose while she twirls the bat ominously in her hands. “I don’t really have to lock you up, do I?” She doesn’t even give you time to respond, as she drops the weapon, which lands with a heavy thud, to the floor. $Ash stands in front of you in her matching lingerie, which she starts to show off. She does spins and swivels, turns and twists. She shakes her ass close enough to your face that she’d be able to shave it if her cheeks were equipped with razors. She shows off her flexibility by positioning her leg on your shoulders, almost wrapping it around your neck as though she were a snake. A very sexy snake. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/GmD6hS7S/Police-5.jpg]] “So what do you say? You’re not going to make me punish you, are you?” Evidently, $Ash was talking to you this whole time, not as if you had any idea. She grabs the bottle of pills, and shakes them proudly. “Last chance sissy, or I will be pissed.” [[Ash C3 + Take<-Take a pill]] [[Ash C3 Blue 2<-Refuse]]

Your eyes fall to the pale white circle and watch it rotate around the center of your vision, as if it were a planet gravitating around a star. Hours go by, with the dot hovering passively, all the while $Ash ‘s messages whisper into your eyes. And when she decides you’ve heard enough of those messages, she kicks off the headset to reveal a dramatic change of outfit. Delicately balancing in a pair of very tall, white high heels, her feet are also adorned in white hosiery. You eye the nylon going further up until ending a couple of inches short of a matching white dress. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/SKzFJjnf/Nurse-1.jpg]] The innocent color is accented with a sultry shade of red on the cuffs and on buttons that seal the dress shut on the front. In a breast pocket she appears to have several syringes and vials. Around her neck is a black stethoscope that she’s toying with in one of her hands like a yoyo. Past her face with dramatic red lipstick is a white hat that sits atop her head, complete with a white cross in a hollowed out red circle. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/xTdZXq7N/Nurse-2.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/2j0cNr6k/Nurse-3.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/8PqbT5VS/Nurse-4.jpg]] “So someone doesn’t want to take their medication, huh? Oh sweetie, you know it’s good for you. And I don’t want to have to force you to do it. How can I convince you to take them?” She answers for you, as she sensually unbuttons her costume and lets it fall to the floor like a bloated feather from a swan. Her lingerie matches the dress. The red bra that struggles to contain her breasts draws your attention initially, as $Ash shakes her boobs inches from your face. But when she moves away to give you more of a show, you realize there’s only a one thin layer between your eyes and her pussy. Her red thong seems to be swallowed her by her volumptous ass. She starts to back up into you, leaving your eyes nowhere else to gaze at other than her butt, which shakes up and down, which is the same movement you’d be doing if she asked if you were enjoying the show. “So what do you say? You’re not going to make me punish you, are you?” Evidently, $Ash was talking to you this whole time, not as if you had any idea. She grabs the bottle of pills, and shakes them proudly. “Last chance sissy, or I will be pissed.” [[Ash C3 + Take<-Take a pill]] [[Ash C3 White 2<-Refuse]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/G20QB8vr/Army-4.jpg]] “That’s it sissy. I’m through being nice!” She gets a firm grip of your ankles and drags you to the floor with them. Your back hits the ground first, but you barely have time to register it before $Ash starts hurting a different part of your body - a much more personal part. The sole of her boot presses itself into your balls. You begin to scream, but it only seems to encourage $Ash , who has a vindictive grin on her face. “I wouldn’t open that pretty little mouth of yours if I were you. The more you scream, the harder I squeeze.” Eye contact is shared between you, as though she were actually daring you to test her. All you can do is show in your eyes and face that she’s torturing you, and your tormentor seems to be getting off on it. When $Ash decides she’s done tormenting you, she removes her weight from your balls, and sits you up, only for her to slip behind you and smother your neck with her arms. Trying to pry her limbs away is useless, and your strength fades moments before your consciousness does. [[Ash C 3 Green 3<-...][$Stress to $Stress + 2]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/9QZTXX16/Handcuffs.jpg]] “That’s it sissy, I’m through being nice.” $Ash retrieves the handcuffs and clicks one end around your wrist, and after dragging you across the floor by the metal cuffs, attaches the other end to the radiator. Yet again, she’s left you helpless against her, but bizarrely she picks up the vibrator. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/LXxbbd5h/Police-6.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/gkQfpPDZ/Police-7.jpg]] With dainty steps, she lays on her bed. One hand slips down into her panties, where she starts playing with herself. Her other hand guides the vibrator into her mouth, where she starts to suck on the head of the device. The mere thought of her sucking the tip of the device, which had been teasing you earlier, adds to your lust, which is rapidly growing once more thanks to $Ash ‘s moans which echo in the otherwise silent roam. When she’s satisfied, her hands swap positions. She starts to suck her fingers, which appear drenched in her juices. Her fingers thrust in and out of her mouth, creating a “popping” sound whenever they leave. With her other hand, she flicks the vibrator into action, and presses it into her vagina, amplifying her moans of ecstasy, even through the gag of her fingers. Even without the handcuffs, you’d be unable to pleasure yourself like $Ash is doing. You’ve got no choice but to sit and listen to $Ash ‘s screams, as she reaches orgasm after orgasm, while yours remain locked away. Her teasing goes on endlessly, until you feel yourself fall asleep. [[Ash C 3 Blue 3<-...][$Horny to $Horny + 2]]

“That’s it sissy, I’m through being nice.” In what feels like barely a second, she’s removed a syringe from her dropped coat, and sticks the needle into your arm, pushing the other end in to fill you with whatever substance that was contained inside. “What was that?” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/X7Cynk82/Syringe-Nurse.jpg]] $Ash begins to giggle profusely. “You’ll see soon enough!” Her hand reaches for the vibrator that was torturing you before. Ignoring you, she lays down on her bed, and starts feeling her body all over. One hand slips down into her panties, where she starts playing with herself. Her other hand guides the vibrator into her mouth, where she starts to suck on the head of the device. The mere thought of her sucking the tip of the device, which had been teasing you earlier, adds to your lust, which is rapidly growing once more thanks to $Ash ‘s moans which echo in the otherwise silent roam. But something strange is turning inside you. It’s like the first time you ever experienced an erection, or the first time you discovered porn. It’s almost a new level of horniness. Whatever $Ash drugged you with is making you feel like you could erupt from your cage; breaking it at the seams without the use of a key or code. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/KjCtc9wN/Nurse-5.jpg]] “You know” $Ash begins in between her increasingly louder moans “it’s not just impotent old men who can see the benefits of viagra, but so can caged sissies like you.” She starts to suck her fingers, which appear drenched in her juices. Her fingers thrust in and out of her mouth, creating a “popping” sound whenever they leave. With her other hand, she flicks the vibrator into action, and presses it into her vagina, amplifying her moans of ecstasy, even through the gag of her fingers. With blood rushing to your crotch like a hole in a dam, there’s nothing you can do to satisfy your urges. The best you can do is paw at your cage like a cat at a TV. $Ash keeps masturbating for hours, until she becomes content with how horny you are. Then, she takes out another syringe, jabbing it into your arm. Soon, you fall asleep. [[Ash C 3 White 3<-...][$Horny to $Horny + 3]]

<<set $H to 9>>\ <<set $CC2 to 1>>\ You awaken without the usual violent scream of your alarm clock. Instead you’re greeted by the chirping of birds outside the window and drawn curtains, which let in the morning light without it being blinding. You’re laying on the bed, facing up, all of your limbs bound. $Ash is on top of you, cowgirl style, just below your penis, and in a rare moment worth celebrating, it's completely free of it’s cage. “I know it was torture, watching me touch myself when you can only dream of it, but I need you to understand I’m only doing what’s best for you. I’ve got one last plan to turn you on so much you’ll be thinking with only your dick.” Her magic fingers start playing with your penis, swiftly bringing it to life. “In some ways, it’s almost impressive that you actually made me do this. But if you still refuse, even after I do this for you, then I will be so pissed you’ll be downing those pills like sweets.” She rises slightly to adjust her positioning, before lowering back down, causing her vagina’s lips to part as your dick enters her. You’re actually inside a woman. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Dz3V96Yr/Ash-sex-numb.jpg]] $Ash starts bouncing up and down. And as much as you know you should be experiencing bliss right now, it’s hard not to say this has been hyped too much. In fact, it’s actually hard to feel anything down there. It’s as though your penis were numb to all sensations, like a gloved hand feeling a pin. //Is this really all sex is?// “Someone looks a little confused. Let me help you out.” $Ash keeps riding you, her face not even hinting at any pleasure from the penis fucking her. “You didn’t think you actually deserved proper sex do you? Like those guys you watch in porn all the time? No, those guys are real men, while you’re a sissy, so you might as well forget about that fantasy. The best you can get is this: your penis coated in several layers of numbing cream before me riding you the way I want to. You won’t be able to feel a thing, so don’t even try. But if you wanted some actual relief, then maybe you can ask me for some pills. Afterwards, I might give you some sexual pleasure.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/j5wGNKyH/Pill-event.jpg]] [[Ash C3 + Take Sunday<-Take a pill]] [[Ash C3 + Tattoo<-Refuse]] <<set $SleepProcess to 1>>\ <<set $Day to $Day + 1, $Day3 to $Day3 + 1>>\ <<if $Day3 is 8>><<set $Day3 to 1>><</if>>\

<<set $H to 9>>\ <<set $CC2 to 1>>\ You awaken without the usual violent scream of your alarm clock, instead you’re greeted by the chirping of birds outside the window and drawn curtains, which let in the morning light without it being blinding. You’re laying on the bed, facing up, all of your limbs bound. $Ash is on top of you, cowgirl style, just below your penis, and in a rare moment worth celebrating, it's completely free of it’s cage. “I know yesterday was intense for you, having so many hormones driving you body mad with lust, but I need you to understand I’m only doing what’s best for you. I’ve got one last plan to turn you on so much you’ll be thinking with only your dick.” Her magic fingers start playing with your penis, swiftly bringing it to life. “In some ways, it’s almost impressive that you actually made me do this. But if you still refuse, even after I do this for you, then I will be so pissed you’ll be downing those pills like sweets.” She rises slightly to adjust her positioning, before lowering back down, causing her vagina’s lips to part as your dick enters her. You’re actually inside a woman. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Dz3V96Yr/Ash-sex-numb.jpg]] $Ash starts bouncing up and down. And as much as you know you should be experiencing bliss right now, it’s hard not to say this has been hyped too much. In fact, it’s actually hard to feel anything down there. It’s as though your penis were numb to all sensations, like a gloved hand feeling a pin. //Is this really all sex is?// “Someone looks a little confused. Let me help you out.” $Ash keeps riding you, her face not even hinting at any pleasure from the penis fucking her. “You didn’t think you actually deserved proper sex do you? Like those guys you watch in porn all the time? No, those guys are real men, while you’re a sissy, so you might as well forget about that fantasy. The best you can get is this: your penis coated in several layers of numbing cream before me riding you the way I want to. You won’t be able to feel a thing, so don’t even try. But if you wanted some actual relief, then maybe you can ask me for some pills. Afterwards, I might give you some sexual pleasure.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/j5wGNKyH/Pill-event.jpg]] [[Ash C3 + Take Sunday<-Take a pill]] [[Ash C3 + Tattoo<-Refuse]] <<set $SleepProcess to 1>>\ <<set $Day to $Day + 1, $Day3 to $Day3 + 1>>\ <<if $Day3 is 8>><<set $Day3 to 1>><</if>>\

<<set $H to 9>>\ <<set $CC2 to 1>>\ You awaken without the usual violent scream of your alarm clock, instead you’re greeted by the chirping of birds outside the window and drawn curtains, which let in the morning light without it being blinding. You’re laying on the bed, facing up, all of your limbs bound. $Ash is on top of you, cowgirl style, just below your penis, and in a rare moment worth celebrating, it's completely free of it’s cage. “I know I went a little hard on your balls last night, but I need you to understand I’m only doing what’s best for you. I’ve got one last plan to turn you on so much you’ll be thinking with only your dick.” Her magic fingers start playing with your penis, swiftly bringing it to life. “In some ways, it’s almost impressive that you actually made me do this. But if you still refuse, even after I do this for you, then I will be so pissed you’ll be downing those pills like sweets.” She rises slightly to adjust her positioning, before lowering back down, causing her vagina’s lips to part as your dick enters her. You’re actually inside a woman. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Dz3V96Yr/Ash-sex-numb.jpg]] $Ash starts bouncing up and down. And as much as you know you should be experiencing bliss right now, it’s hard not to say this has been hyped too much. In fact, it’s actually hard to feel anything down there. It’s as though your penis were numb to all sensations, like a gloved hand feeling a pin. //Is this really all sex is?// “Someone looks a little confused. Let me help you out.” $Ash keeps riding you, her face not even hinting at any pleasure from the penis fucking her. “You didn’t think you actually deserved proper sex do you? Like those guys you watch in porn all the time? No, those guys are real men, while you’re a sissy, so you might as well forget about that fantasy. The best you can get is this: your penis coated in several layers of numbing cream before me riding you the way I want to. You won’t be able to feel a thing, so don’t even try. But if you wanted some actual relief, then maybe you can ask me for some pills. Afterwards, I might give you some sexual pleasure.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/j5wGNKyH/Pill-event.jpg]] [[Ash C3 + Take Sunday<-Take a pill]] [[Ash C3 + Tattoo<-Refuse]] <<set $SleepProcess to 1>>\ <<set $Day to $Day + 1, $Day3 to $Day3 + 1>>\ <<if $Day3 is 8>><<set $Day3 to 1>><</if>>\

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] “So you finally came to your senses, did you? Good.” $Ash gives you the vial. You spin the lid off and rattle out a few pills into your hand. If $Ash is telling the truth about what they do, then their daintiness belies their power. Ignoring the logical part of your brain, you pick one up in your fingers, and pop it into your waiting mouth. It’s the heaviest swallow of your life, but the pill goes down as smoothly as a shot. You look at your chest, awaiting a sudden growth in your breasts like you were an anime character. “Nothing’s happening.” “Of course something is sweetie, you just can’t see it. But if you want to, then you’re going to have to take some more.” You’re about to pick up another pill when $Ash stops you. “Wow, you are eager. But you can’t take a bunch in a day and expect results. That’s dangerous, so go steady with them - one a day at most.” “I have to say though, it’s a shame you relented now. If you’d accepted them sooner, I may have given you some sexual relief. But I guess that didn’t cross your mind, so evidently you don’t need it! Now, feel free to go home, but be sure to keep taking your medication.” [[Room<-Leave][$H to $H + 1, $CC2 to 3]]

<<set $AshR to $AshR - 1>><<set $AshMad to 1>><<set $H to $H + 1>>\ <<set $TattooWomb to 1, $TattooWombHeart to 1>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] “You dumb cunt, I’m here giving you gifts people would kill for, and you’re too stupid to accept it. From now on, I’m done trying to be nice. And if you still don’t believe me, I’ll make sure you do.” $Ash stands up, hops over to a drawer, and picks out some strange looking device before jumping back onto you. She throws the item up in the air repeatedly, making it harder to tell what it is. She catches it one last time before holding it over your face, allowing you to take the device in. It looks almost steampunk, but the cogs in your mind finally click as you realize it’s a tattoo pen. You start to throw your arms and legs around, but it’s a futile display of resistance. “There’s no point begging now. You’re going to be marked as my property forever. And while I have your belly all exposed, how about I add some art to it!” $Ash places a hand on one of your thighs for stability, while the other one begins to draw some hard to make out design. It’s impossible to know what $Ash is drawing, but knowing her, it’s not a coil of barbed wire or snake. “Aaaaand…done!” She proudly yells a while later. There’s the sound of a camera clicking and $Ash lays next to you so that she can display her work. “What do you think?” The picture reveals a humiliating sight that would top Miss $Gray ‘s dominance anyday. Intricate lines symmetrically display a masterful pink centerpiece. The love heart instantly draws all attention to it, with many kisses and butterflies and smaller love hearts surrounding it. “Shocking, huh? In fact, you could gaze open mouthed at it!” She drops her phone and pinches your nose with one hand. With your own tied up you can’t stop her, and trying to wiggle her off like a crocodile is just as futile. When you open your mouth to breathe, $Ash ‘s other hand covers it, throwing the pill inside in the process. She only removes it when she’s sure you have no choice but to swallow the tiny tablet of titty creation. “I had thought I could get you to take it voluntarily, but you made a liar out of me this weekend, and this tattoo doesn’t nearly make up for that.” She frees your arms and legs from their binds, which have left their imprints behind after how much you struggled. You get to your feet, allowing $Ash to finish her maniacal weekend. “One pill sadly won’t be enough for them to take effect, which is why you’ll be taking these.” She tosses you a cylindrical container, which makes a rattly sound as you catch it. “One a day, unless you want a trip to the hospital. And you better be taking them, because a tattoo is mundane compared to what I have planned if you don't. Now fuck off, you’ve wasted enough of my time.” After quickly getting dressed, she lets you show yourself out and you take a slow walk home, enjoying the fresh air, which does it’s best to distract you from the tattoo cemented in your belly and the boobs you’ll start to grow. [[Room<-Continue][$CC2 to 3]]

“So that I can please a man.” “That’s right sissy, so you can please a man. Because men aren’t interested in little tittied girls like you, they want bimbos with big tits, sluts with salacious asses, and whores with willing holes.” “Now, my toy, take your gift.” She pokes her thumb and forefinger into your mouth, dropping a cylindrical pill in there. “Swallow.” As she starts massaging your throat with her fingers, you do as she says, feeling the pill fall through your body, until eventually the two become one. A sadistic grin crosses $Ash ‘s face. “Good pet, I’m glad to see you accepting your place. But I’ve wasted too much time on you already, so leave, and take your medicine with you.” She hands you the bottle of capsules and waves you away. After fixing your clothing, you start to exit. “Oh, and sissy? Only take one a day, unless you want a trip to the hospital.” [[Room<-Leave][$H to $H + 1]]

“To please you.” $Ash looks slightly stunned. “That is…cute, but what would really please me is you accepting your fate as a tool for men to use. Maybe I’ve not driven that home enough. I won’t always be here to train you, sissy. One day, I might sell you off to a man, and I think it’d be much hotter for him if he knew you had boobs just for him. “Regardless, my little slut, you’ve earned your treat, here.” She pokes her thumb and forefinger into your mouth, dropping a cylindrical pill in there. “And now, swallow.” As she starts massaging your throat with her fingers, you do as she says, feeling the pill fall through your body, until eventually the two become one. A sadistic grin crosses $Ash ‘s face. “Good pet, I’m glad to see you accepting your place. But I’ve wasted too much time on you already, so leave, and take your medicine with you.” She hands you the bottle of capsules and waves you away. After fixing your clothing, you start to exit. “Oh, and sissy? Only take one a day, unless you want a trip to the hospital.” [[Room<-Leave][$H to $H + 1]]

<<set $CC2 to 3>>\ You take your familiar journey to Farrix, only no longer having to worry about giving your chastity cage key to Miss $Gray . [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] You enter room 68 while it is still mostly empty, with only your domineering teacher present, who is leaning against the front of her desk, waiting for you. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5ytWZ56r/Inspection.jpg]] “Strip.” As requested, you shed your clothes for Miss $Gray to assess you. <<if $TightsA is 1 or $TightsB is 1 or $TightsD is 1>>”It's nice to see that you’re wearing tights. They are flattering, if a bit dull.”\ <<elseif $TightsC is 1>>”Beautiful tights. They really are appropriate for a sissy like you to be wearing.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseA is 1>>”A staple in any wardrobe. Your hosiery looks beautiful, $name . It’s just a pity that no one else can admire your legs in them.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseB is 1>>”Nude pantyhose? A peculiar choice, but you are meeting your uniform requirements.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseC is 1 or $PantyhoseD is 1>>”Fishnets? Not terribly appropriate, $name . However, I suppose I never specified that this was against the rules of Farrix. I’ll allow this for now, but I may change my mind one day.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseH is 1>>”A playful choice for your hosiery. Not entirely appropriate for Farrix, but I’ll allow it, for now.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseE is 1>>”Certainly an interesting choice for your hosiery. Normally such a pick would catch an eye, but with these obstructive pants, they won’t be spotted. Quite a shame, no?”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseF is 1>>”These pretty pantyhose of yours are certainly an eye catcher, but not in the best way. You’d look so much cuter with a less tacky pair.”\ <<elseif $StockingsA is 1 or $StockingsB is 1>>”Black stockings: a staple in any wardrobe, especially for a woman in a professional setting like this. I don’t think I could imagine anything more appropriate.”\ <<elseif $StockingsC is 1>>”An interesting dichotomy, isn’t it? Stockings are meant to be slutty, but the nude tone suggests an element of class.”\ <<elseif $StockingsD is 1>>”Pink stockings, the height of both slutiness and femininity. How appropriate.”\ <<elseif $StockingsE is 1>>”There’s no hosiery that a whore should be without like a pair of fishnet stockings. Imagine what your classmates would think if they could see beneath your pants.”\ <<elseif $SocksM is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”Socks? Socks! Come on $name . Hosiery is like a luxurious second skin. Dull socks like these are neither comfortable nor pretty”.<</if>> Miss $Gray takes a closer look at your underwear. \ <<if $PantiesA is 1 or $PantiesB is 1 or $PantiesC is 1 or $PantiesD is 1 or $PantiesE is 1 or $PantiesF is 1 or $PantiesG is 1 or $PantiesH is 1 or $PantiesI is 1 or $PantiesJ is 1 or $PantiesK is 1 or $PantiesL is 1 or $PantiesM is 1 or $PantiesN is 1>>”Nice panties. Such beautiful underwear is worn by every student here at Farrix. Wouldn’t it feel wrong to stand out by wearing men’s underwear?”\ <<elseif $GarterPantiesA is 1 or $GarterPantiesB is 1 or $GarterPantiesC is 1>>”Garter panties? A beautiful mix of sexyness and practicality. I’m more than impressed in your choice of underwear today.”\ <<elseif $ThongA is 1 or $ThongB is 1 or $ThongC is 1 or $ThongD is 1 or $ThongE is 1>>”A thong? Good for hiding panty lines, and for feeling sexy all day long. Which one do you care about more?”\ <<elseif $PantiesM is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”It’s ridiculous seeing a man in panties, just as it is seeing a sissy like you in boxers. This is ridiculous, $name , and I thought you had matured past this point a long time ago.”<</if>> <<if $GarterA is 1 or $GarterB is 1>>”A beautiful garter belt. Useful for so many things, like being sexier, or holding up a pair of sultry stockings. Of course, you’ll have to worry about your garter straps leaving an impression against your pants, though that’s a small trade off for feeling so sexy." She continues her inspection, turning her attention southwards.\ <<elseif $GarterC is 1>>”Simply adorable garters. It should be a crime that no one can see them on your legs.” She continues her inspection, turning her attention southwards.\ <<else>>She continues her inspection, turning her attention southwards.<</if>> <<if $ShaveLegs gt 6>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>Miss $Gray looks at your legs. "Really? How could you let your legs grow this disgusting? Be sure to shave them and they'll look and feel much better."\ <<elseif $ShaveLegs lt 3>>Miss $Gray lightly strokes your leg. "Don't you just love the feeling of freshly shaven legs? So smooth, so feminine. Keep it up."\ <<elseif $ShaveLegs lt 7>>Miss $Gray admires your legs. "Smooth. Be sure to keep it up."<</if>> <<if $Pills gt 5 and $PillsGray1 is 0>><<set $PillsGray1 to 1, $GrayR to $GrayR + 1>>”What are these?” Miss $Gray leans into your chest, noticing the two boobs hanging there. “$Ash had told me she planned on giving you breasts, but I was doubtful she would get you to willingly accept them. Maybe she’s a better Mistress than I gave her credit for. Regardless, I’m impressed that you’re accepting of your new role. Of course, it’s now all the more important that you wear a bra.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 12 and $PillsGray2 is 0>><<set $PillsGray2 to 1, $GrayR to $GrayR + 1>>”Your boobs have…grown.” Your teacher is visibly startled, and she clears her throat to try and regain composure. “Well, $Ash continues to surprise, doesn’t she? Those breasts are very fitting, and are sure to be noticed. good job.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 19 and $PillsGray3 is 0>><<set $PillsGray3 to 1>>”Looks like someone has been taking their medication.” Miss $Gray takes a closer look at your chest. “As much as I’m happy that you’re so accepting of your new role in life, there’s also something to be said for taking things slowly. After all that time I spent training you, did I ever rush? These breasts are nice, but I’m beginning to grow concerned that you are doing this without thinking about it.\ <<elseif $Pills gt 19 and $Bra is 1>>Miss $Gray inspects your chest. “Those generous breasts of yours look amazing in that lingerie. Great selection.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 19 and $SportsBra is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>Miss $Gray inspects your chest. “A sports bra would be fine if you were still growing your boobs. But those are anything but small, so you should be wearing something sexier.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 12 and $SportsBra is 1>>Miss $Gray inspects your chest. “Those blossoming breasts of yours are beautiful, but when contained in that dull sports bra, it almost ruins the look.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 12 and $Bra is 1>>Miss $Gray inspects your chest. “Your breasts are beautiful, and you’re clearly developing a fine taste for lingerie."\ <<elseif $Pills gt 5 and $SportsBra is 1>>Miss $Gray inspects your chest. “Your cute breasts fill up that sports bra nicely, but it’s also quite plain, isn’t it? Something sexier would be much nicer.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 5 and $Bra is 1>>Miss $Gray inspects your chest. “Those cute breasts look even cuter in that bra of yours.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 5 and $Bra is 0 and $SportsBra is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”Now that you have breasts like every other student at Farrix, it would be incredibly unprofessional to not wear a bra. After all, if you saw a girl’s nipples poking through her blouse, you’d be staring all day, wouldn’t you?”\ <<elseif $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra is 1>>She cups her hand gently against your chest, confirming the sports bra underneath your shirt. "Do you like someone feeling your breasts?" She laughs at the uncomfortable expression that your face turns into.\ <<elseif $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>She presses her hand against your chest. When she senses that there is no bra beneath your shirt, she looks disappointed.\ <<else>>She lets out a small, almost unhearable grunt of dissatisfaction after looking towards your chest.<</if>> <<if $ShoesCOrder is 1 and $ShoesC is 1>>"Such cute shoes, $name . Make sure to keep wearing them."\ <<elseif $ShoesCOrder is 1 and $ShoesC is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>"I'm sure you would much prefer to be wearing a pair of cute flats, so where are they?"\ <<elseif $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlug is 1>>Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. "Nice to see you can remember this" she taunts, pressing down on your rear. "I'm sure it will be harder for you to daydream in class when you have this penetrating you."\ <<elseif $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlug is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1 and $TimesSpanked to $TimesSpanked + 1>>Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. The silent room is quickly filled with a shriek from you as her hand slaps your butt cheeks. "I thought I made it clear that you will wear a butt plug from now on." Several more times you cry out as her hand hits you.<</if>> <<if $LightPinkFingers gt 7 or $RedFingers gt 7>>”What beautiful nails you have, $name . Their length, their color, it’s so appropriate. I’m assuming this is $Ash ‘s doing. She’s proving to be quite the trainer.” She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<elseif $PaintedFingers gt 0>>”So you like those nails? It’s nice to see you’ve accepted having such a flattering shade on your hands.” She then lets you dress yourself again.\ <<else>>She then lets you dress yourself again.<</if>> <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>"It is extremely disappointing that you can't follow the most basic of instructions $name . Come here at lunch for your punishment. At least you will have $Ash to keep you company."\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $GrayR lt -2>>"While it is good that you can follow instructions, I am not pleased with your behavior. Come here at lunch for you punishment."\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail is 0 and $GrayR gt -3>>"Your behavior has been exemplary as of late, keep it up."<</if>> “Come see me at the end of the day; you have a test to complete, and not an academic one.” [[11-1b<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 8>><<set $M to 0>>\ The students begin to file in around you. <<if $JenLevel is 0 or $JenLevel is 1>>Your classmates have largely gotten used to you by now, though they all no doubt still see you as being somewhere you do not belong.\ <<elseif $JenLevel is 2>>There’s some unintelligible whispers from some of the class as they enter, among some giggles and cruel words that you’re more than used to being called. “Sissy” particularly stands out to you as this being $Jen ‘s doing. Thankfully, it’s only a few of them, and the mockery, coming from a select few stops after a moment.\ <<elseif $JenLevel is 3>>There’s conversations as usual that are had by the entering classmates, but from what you pick up, the topic is awfully different than the usual discourse. There’s a lot of laughter and staring at you from what seems like half the class, and the words they throw around, which vary from whispers to average conversational volume, seem either feminine or demeaning. You pick out several instances of “sissy” “loser” and “pathetic”.<</if>> <<if $AshMad is 1>>You look to the side to check if $Ash is there, and almost disappointingly, she is. Around her ankle, is the familiar piece of jewelry, which has a key hanging from it.\ <<else>>$Ash takes her usual seat next to you. Around her ankle, is the familiar piece of jewelry, which has a key hanging from it.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/W4P87PL7/Ash-key-anklet.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $GrayR lt 0>>Miss $Gray seems to be harsher to you today. She demands you answer more questions than she does the other students, and is crueler to you when you get them wrong, and barely affirms your answer when you get them right.<<elseif $GrayR gt - 1>>Despite the pre-class inspection, Miss $Gray barely seems to care about you during the lesson, which you certainly wouldn't complain about.<</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8>>During the lesson, though, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes lustfully wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.<<elseif $Horny lt 9>>Despite the ample distractions around you in the form of attractive women, you manage to listen diligently.<</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>> The butt plug filling your rear isn’t helping the situation, however, and leaves you even more turned on.<</if>> <<if $Day3 is 1>>[[Jen Monday 8<-Continue]]<<else>>[[11-1c Lunch<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $Fem to 39>>\ It’s the end of the day, but you decide to follow Miss $Gray ‘s instructions and enter her classroom, nervously anticipating her “test”. “I’m glad you came. It would have been a shame to have wasted all that time practicing without having the chance to utilize your skills. I trust you remember me telling you to train your voice so that you could fool even the most experienced of listeners. Well, now’s the chance for you to show off those beautiful vocal chords you’ve been working on.” <<if $Voice is 0>>//Fuck// “Well? What are you waiting for? An Audience?” You mumble an inaudible something something but it’s not hard to tell that Miss $Gray isn’t fooled. “Let me guess, you either completely forgot my instructions, or you consciously decided not to follow them. I’m not even sure which is worse. Of course I’m disappointed, but you deserve something worse than my scorn. I think something permanent is in order. Something you’ll be reminded of every time you look in the mirror.” She presses several buttons on the keypad of the school telephone, and picks it up. “Hello! Unfortunately, it does look like I'm going to need your help after all." "I know, I know. Some people just refuse to listen.” [[11-1-Voice 0<-Wait][$M to $M + 10, $GrayR to $GrayR - 2]]\ <<elseif $Voice lt 7>>You clear your throat, but still stumble over your first word. Miss $Gray looks encouragingly into your eyes, as if to say “go on.” But that doesn’t stop you from sounding like a prepubescent boy imitating a girl. “Well, that was…disappointing. I would ask you to try again, but I think it’s safe to say that you haven’t practiced nearly enough, and you’d only make a fool of yourself once more. " "Of course I’m disappointed, but you deserve something worse than my scorn. I think something permanent is in order. Something you’ll be reminded of every time you look in the mirror.” She presses several buttons on the keypad of the school telephone, and picks it up. “Hello! Unfortunately, it does look like I'm going to need your help after all." I know, I know. Some people just refuse to listen.” [[11-1-Voice 0<-Wait][$M to $M + 10, $GrayR to $GrayR - 1]]\ <<elseif $Voice lt 13>>You clear your throat, but still stumble over your first word. Miss $Gray looks encouragingly into your eyes, as if to say “go on.” You give a second attempt much more heart, and it sounds all the better for it. But even with your extra vigor, your tutor isn’t beaming with awe. “Well, it was clear you have given time to it, but the outcome isn’t very impressive. It seems as though you’re on the cusp of making it great; you’re just lacking that extra push.” She takes a pause to think it over. “You did okay, but I can’t help but feel that someone who truly understood my words would have done better.” She presses several buttons on the keypad of the school telephone, and picks it up. “Hello!" "Well, better than expected, but I still could do with your help." "Great, thank you!” [[11-1-Voice 0<-Wait][$M to $M + 10, $GrayR to $GrayR - 0]]\ <<elseif $Voice lt 20>>Though your feminine voice is a little shaky to introduce itself to someone, you manage to fluently ask Miss $Gray how her day has been. “Oh, $name ! That was excellent! You’ve clearly given this a lot of time and dedication. Thank you for taking my words seriously. Certainly, anyone could be fooled with a voice like that. Maybe you could have started a little stronger, but apart from that, you get top marks. Please, go enjoy the rest of your day.” You’re about to walk out the door when your teacher demands your attention again. “I almost forgot, I have another long term assignment for you! This one is something most girls struggle with, so some practice is definitely necessary. Get yourself some heels and begin walking in them. They’re amazing at accentuating your legs! Hopefully you will give it as much energy as you did in acquiring that lovely voice of yours.” [[11-1f<-Leave][$M to $M + 10, $GrayR to $GrayR + 1]]\ <<else>>With no hesitation, you move from manly to womanly voice in an instant, effortlessly asking Miss $Gray how her day has been, even throwing in a flirty compliment about her hair at the end. “If I couldn’t see you, I would be convinced you were a woman; that was simply outstanding! It’s obvious that you’ve given a lot of energy to this and I couldn’t be more pleased. Feel free to leave, and why not treat yourself on your way home for doing such a great job?” You’re about to walk out the door when your teacher demands your attention again. “I almost forgot, I have another long term assignment for you! This one is something most girls struggle with, so some practice is definitely necessary. Get yourself some heels and begin walking in them. They’re amazing at accentuating your legs! I’m sure if you gave it half the time you did your voice then you’d be better at it than most women.” [[11-1f<-Leave][$M to $M + 10, $GrayR to $GrayR + 2]]<</if>>

“How familiar are you with the biology and chemistry department?” Your teacher asks, but you get the impression she doesn’t care much about your answer. “Well the teachers over there are rather useful to have as friends. I confess, I sometimes wish I had gone into that field sometimes when I see the power those people have. I’ve gone to visit them in their lab on occasion, and some of the experiments they get up to are pretty…interesting.” In the middle of her increasingly concerning monologue, the door swings open, and in walks a pair of women, both holding up trays filled with various bottles and syringes. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/cCgFXNMY/Vials.jpg]] “I told you, we should have just stayed here” the one in front remarks to your teacher. “It certainly would have made my life easier” the other one suggests. As they approach, you notice she has a wrap of bandages around her right hand, and she’s struggling to hold the tray. They are both around Miss $Gray ‘s age, though probably a bit older, if you had to guess. They both have their long hair tied back, and are both wearing spectacles and goggles, though they take the latter off upon setting their trays down. “$name , this is Dr Lin, from the biology department.” She gives a courteous smile your way. “And this is Miss Hyde, from the chemistry department.” The one in the rear looks your way. “I’d shake your hand but…” she holds up her injured limb. “Are you still wanting us to remove that excess thyroid cartilage?” Dr Lin asks your teacher, who appears confused. Miss Hyde points to her neck, clearing up her uncertainty. “Ah yes, that pesky Adam’s apple.” “Alright, this shouldn’t take too long.” The two go about mixing chemicals in their trays, tipping liquids out of and in glasses marked simply by a series of letters and subscript numbers. Suffice to say, it is not calming to your nerves. What must be the finished product is sucked up through a syringe, and given a final inspection. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/KjS0qH9H/Ned.jpg]] “Would you like to do the honors?” Dr Lin asks your teacher, who looks on with what can only be described as a sadistic smile. “I think you best. You are the expert, after all.” “Very well. $name, come here.” You do as Dr Lin commands, your nerves rattled. The liquid is transparent, but it’s certainly not water. The Doctor places her left hand behind your head, and moves in with her right. “I wouldn’t move if I were you. This could do a lot of damage if I slipped.” The tip of the syringe penetrates the skin of your neck, and punctures it’s way into your Adam’s apple. Dr Lin pushes the liquid into your body until the syringe is empty. “What did that just do?” You nervously ask once the Doctor removes the tool. “Well, through strategically targeting a build up of cartilage, we can remove it.” To Dr Lin, you undoubtedly look as confused as Miss $Gray did. “Put simply” Miss Hyde adds “you know how you have an Adam’s apple?” You slowly nod. “Well…you don’t anymore.” “WHAT!?” “I said, you don’t ha…” “He knows what you meant, Miss Hyde. Of course, it’s a lot more complicated than we both simplified it to be, but we are quite good at what we do. Indeed, the power of pe…” You stop paying attention and grab your phone. The camera confirms the concerning visage. Your Adam’s apple has shrunk dramatically. “I assume what’s left of it will be gone soon enough?” Miss $Gray asks, getting up from behind her desk. “Naturally. Most of it’s visibility will be gone within the hour. By tomorrow, having one will be nothing but a memory. Now, we should go back to our lab and report our success. For a first attempt, this went remarkably well.” //First attempt?// Dr Lin and Miss Hyde shake hands with Miss $Gray , who looks genuinely impressed, before they leave. “Perhaps it seems excessive, but if you’re not willing to do as I ask, then I will take whatever drastic measures I deem necessary. I’m sure you will notice your voice quickly changing. But for now, you’ve wasted enough of my time, so do show yourself out.” You’re about to walk out the door when your teacher demands your attention again. “I almost forgot, I have another long term assignment for you. This one is something most girls struggle with, so some practice is definitely essential. Get yourself some heels and begin walking in them. And before you think about what I could do to you if you fail this, Dr Lin has already suggested some ideas, and she can be as cruel and creative as me.” You can’t argue with her, and even if you did, what’s done is done. You can only promise yourself to not let this happen again. The walk home is a slow and miserable one. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $Stress to $Stress + 3, $MetDr to 1, $Voice to $Voice + 5, $VoiceSurgery to 1]]

<<set $CC2 to 3>>\ You take your usual route to Farrix, thinking it will be another usual day, or whatever passes for usual in your life. Your hand is pulling on the door handle to Miss $Gray’s classroom when you pause. You can hear some sort of argument between two women inside. One of them is obviously your teacher, and the other almost sounds to be… $Ash ? With time still left to go before it’s time to be at lessons, the halls are rather quiet. You could chance listening in on their heated conversation . <<if $Stress lt 8>>[[11-3b<-Eavesdrop][$Stress to $Stress + 2]]<<else>>You’re too stressed to risk being caught.<</if>> [[11-3cb<-Walk into the classroom]]

<<if $Stress gt 10>><<set $Stress to 10>><</if>>\ “But we had a deal!” “We did, a deal that lasted as long as I wanted it to. And I think you’ve shown to be rather ineffective at getting things done, so it’s time I took the reins back.” “What do you mean I’ve been "ineffective?" I’ve been keeping you updated ever since you gave me the key! I’ve done just as well as you would, if not better. Do you know what I had to do in order to get those pills?” “No I do not, but if it’s an ordeal like you’re implying it was, then that just proves to me that you’re incapable of doing this well. I would have them swirling in his body the same day I got them. You showed some skills in getting things done, $Ash , but this is greater than your petty desires to feminize a man for the sake of your own lust. This experiment is over.” There’s a pause that seems to last an eternity. “Please Miss $Gray , I can do this. I just need some more time to show you what I’m capable of. Please, just give me some more time.” There's another equally long pause. “You have one day to impress me…” “Thank you Miss $Gray , I won’t dis…” “But if you fail, it’s not just his key I want back. It’s yours too.” “...very well.” Coming down a corridor, you see a teacher approaching. You decide it’s best to stop eavesdropping on whatever conversation you just heard and go in. [[11-3d<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 8>><<set $M to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] “Ah $name . $Ash was just updating me on her progress in training you.” $Ash makes shaky eye contact with you as your teacher looks at the clock. “Sadly it seems we’ve spent too much time talking and not enough doing, right $Ash ? We will just have to skip your inspection today.” You and $Ash take a seat as the classroom swiftly fills with the rest of the class. The class begins, with your teacher seemingly more agitated than normal. Even if it might incur her wrath, you find it hard to pay attention. You glance at the key around $Ash ‘s ankle. Even if it’s only symbolic of her power over you, Miss $Gray may insist on taking it back, along with the literal control it gives. Thoughts about the future of your chastity hound you until the lesson mercifully ends. [[11-3e<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 8>><<set $M to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] “Ah $name . $Ash was just updating me on her progress in training you.” $Ash makes shaky eye contact with you as your teacher looks at the clock. “Sadly it seems we’ve spent too much time talking and not enough doing, right $Ash ? We will just have to skip your inspection today.” You and $Ash take a seat as the classroom swiftly fills with the rest of the class. The class begins, with your teacher seemingly more agitated than normal. Even if it might incur her wrath, you find it hard to pay attention. //Just what were they talking about?// Some way through the lesson, Miss $Gray sets you off on some independent tasks, but you can’t help but notice your teacher disappearing, along with $Ash , no doubt seeking some privacy to finish their discussion. Ten minutes later, they return, both of them looking visibly frustrated, and shortly after, the lesson ends. [[11-3e<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 16>>\ The rest of the day is a blur of noise. Concentrating on anything proves impossible. Normally, you would consider it a good thing when your teacher doesn’t give you an inspection, but under these circumstances, it can’t be because of anything good. It’s a relief when the final bell of the day rings, and you’re able to go home, until you see $Ash . <<if $AshMad is 0>>“Hey, I hope you don’t have any plans for the rest of the day. We’ve got some things to talk about.” [[11-3f NM<-Continue][$M to $M + 30, $Horny to $Horny - 2]]\ <<else>>”Hey little bitch, you better come with me because we’ve got some things to talk about.” [[11-3f M<-Continue][$M to $M + 30]]<</if>>

“So what’s up?” You ask after a pleasant journey to her house, albeit one in which she avoided that same question. ”Well, I think it’s almost time you were rewarded after doing so much for me.” She presses her body into yours and moves her hand down between your pants and your body so that it can rub your caged dick. You try to kiss her but she launches herself backwards. “I said almost. There’s one more thing I need you to do for me first though. I know this will push you, but I need you to do this for me.” “What is it?” She slowly walks towards her closet but she’s hesitant to reply. You can tell she’s picking her words carefully. “Well, you’ve been wearing women’s underwear for a while now. You probably wear more women’s clothing than men’s on a daily basis. And if you’re going to wear all that to an all girls’ school, then why not just take the final step?” She pulls out an outfit attached to a hanger. It’s a classical sailor girl uniform, with a white blouse and blue pleated skirt. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/MKy69hyq/Uniform-blue.png]] “I want you to wear this for me. To school.” “You’re serious, aren’t you?” She sultrily walks up to you, now allowing you to kiss her. When she pulls away, she holds the uniform up to your body. “Look, it’s a perfect fit! And I know you’d look stunning in it. You’d have to, with all the hard work you’ve put in! Just think of all the things you’ve done to look pretty, like shaving your legs, wearing lingerie daily, taking hormone pills. You’ve been the best sissy I could ever ask for. When you think about all that, surely this doesn’t seem that bad, does it? ” “I don’t know $Ash , I know how everyone will react. I could hide everything before, but this…” “And that’s why I’d be even more proud of you for doing this. Besides, what would be the point in doing all this if you back out before you get your reward? Come on sissy, what do you say? Will you wear the uniform for me tomorrow?” <<if $Horny gt 7>>//A reward? I'd do anything for some relief right now//<<elseif $Stress gt 7>>//I'm so stressed out right now, I don't think wearing this uniform is the right thing to do//<</if>> [[11-3f NM Agree<-Agree to wear the uniform]] [[11-3f NM Refuse<-Refuse to wear the uniform]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] "So what’s up?” You ask after a very condescending journey to her house in which she insisted on berating you, as well as moaning about Miss $Gray . “Of all the teachers we could get lumped with, it just had to be her, didn’t it? We were fine going at my pace, but that megalomaniacal bitch just can’t stand someone else getting an inch of power, can she?” “What are you talking about?” “I mean, could she not see how well I was doing? I was doing a better job than she was, wasn’t I?” Throughout her extensive tirade, she’s turning on the TV in the room, and looking for a distinct file on the connected computer. “Aha! Found it! Now, $name , maybe you would do as I asked anyway, but if this works, then I’ll never struggle to persuade you again! You just need to sit down here, shut up, and watch.” She guides you onto the bed so that you’re facing the TV. “The “show” will start in a moment. In the meantime, I need to cool off.” She walks out, slamming the door behind her. You can’t be sure, but you think you heard the sound of a lock activating afterwards. The “show”, does in fact, promptly begin, and a spiral starts forming in the center of your vision. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/CM9wCdQ5/Spiral-2.jpg]] “Relax.” “Breathe in.” “And out.” Alone in the room, you could sit and watch the hypnosis, or you could explore your surroundings. $Ash ‘s room is more than familiar to you now, but you’ve never had a chance to properly look around. It’s slightly messier than normal, thanks to her enraged diatribe on Miss $Gray resulting in the tossing of many garments and bedding. Under her bed, there are several cloth storage boxes lining the frame. Her closet refuses to close thanks to the seemingly endless number of garments she has that couldn’t possibly all fit in. A bedside table holds a lamp, a disorganized pile of bracelets, as well as a novel with a bookmark splitting the middle. At her desk, she has a turned off computer, along with a collection of romance novels littering the above bookshelves. [[11-3f Door<-Try the door]] [[11-3f Under Bed<-Check out the boxes under her bed]] [[11-3f Closet<- Explore out her closet]] [[11-3f Table<-Investigate the bedside table]] [[11-3f Computer<-Go over to the desk]] [[11-3f Hypno<-Watch the hypnosis]]

<<set $Fem to 41>>\ “Okay. I’ll do it.” “You will? That’s great! I knew you had it in you!” She kisses you before you even get a chance to react. “Why don’t you try it on now? I’d love to see it in action before tomorrow?” If you weren’t willing to do it in front of $Ash , then there’s no way you could do it to school, so you strip down like you’re used to doing in front of women in your life, removing your male pants, blazer and shirt, before $Ash passes you the blouse and skirt. It’s a classic pairing you’ve seen many times at school and in anime, but you’d never thought you’d be wearing it yourself. <<if $SocksM is 1>>”Hosiery works so much better with a girl’s outfit than those ugly old socks, $name . You’ll look silly if you do that tomorrow.” <</if>><<if $PantiesM is 1>>”Come on $name , I thought you were better than this. Those boxers are just not appropriate if you’re going to be wearing a skirt.” <</if>><<if $SocksM is 0 and $PantiesM is 0>>”I have to say, I love your lingerie. I can’t wait for you to wear it under your uniform tomorrow!”<</if>> “I normally put on my blouse first.” She comments as she takes the skirt from your hands. You do as she suggests and drop the blouse on top of your head, wriggling your arms through so that is settles nicely on your chest. “It’s going to look so much cuter once your boobs become more prominent.” She teasingly whispers in your ears. “How about I help you with this?” She holds the skirt at your feet while you step daintily inside it. Slowly, she pulls it up your legs. Once it rests at your hips, you can hear the faint metallic sound of the zipper. “What do you think?” She orients your body so that you’re both the target of the mirror. There’s one attractive girl, with peerless beauty thanks to her flowing hair, stunning makeup and unrivaled body. And then there’s you, who is in character up to your neck, but only for there to be a massive discord between the face and the attire. Suffice to say, you look very much like a guy, despite all the feminization $Ash and Miss $Gray have paired up to force on you. “You look great sissy, don’t worry! In the future, we can do more about your face to make it more girly, but let’s just take one step at a time, and I’m so proud of you for taking this one.” For a second time, her lips lock with yours, and the intimate connection lasts several seconds before her mouth retreats. “You have no idea how much this turns me on, seeing you like this. I would love to give you that present now, but I need to make sure you’ll do as you’ve promised. I’ll tell you what, I’ll come to your house before school, and then we can walk together, okay?” After a final kiss, $Ash encourages you to undress and put on your male clothes, but promises to give the uniform to you tomorrow, since you won’t “conveniently lose it.” The journey home is a slow one with anxiety over tomorrow weighing you down. There’s no way this can end well. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 2, $Stress to $Stress + 3, $Horny to $Horny + 2]]

“I can’t do that $Ash . I can’t wear it to school.” She immediately looks disheartened and panicked. “Sure you can, is it really that much more than what you do already? I know it will be more obvious to people that you’re a sissy, but you have to know that they have already figured that out, right?” “Wait, what?” You're as panicked now as she appeared to be. “Come on girl, it’s obvious to everyone. Even if your mannerisms didn’t give it away, your obvious subservience to Miss $Gray did. And that’s not to mention that shirts tend to get untucked, or how your ankles are exposed when you sit down. Hell, if someone asks you to take hormone pills and your first instinct isn’t to slap them in the face, then don’t you think you would have given some smaller hints of your girliness to people without you noticing?” You’re not only blushing ferociously, but you’re enraged at both $Ash and Miss $Gray . Both of them had calmed your nerves by deceiving you into thinking how subtle your forced feminization was. “I can’t believe you’ve been lying to me all this time.” “Awww sweetie, it was for the best. If I hadn’t you probably wouldn’t have had the confidence to get where I wanted you to be. But now that the cat’s out the bag, wouldn’t it feel great to admit to the world who you are. You have to admit, the uniforms are pretty sexy.” “I’m not going to listen to this anymore.” You storm out the room, but her voice is following you. “Wait $name , please! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you, I just want what is best for you.” You’re hurling expletives her way while you open the front door to leave. Her revelation has thrown any care about your cage out the window. Just as you’re about to leave however, you catch a rare sight in your peripheral vision. $Ash is on her knees, begging you, not seducing you, but actually begging you to reconsider. It’s hard to tell if they’re forced or not, but tears are definitely crawling down her face. “I am sorry. I really am. I know this has been hard on you. You’ve had to do things most men would never dream of, but you did it all, and I couldn’t be prouder of you. My only regret is that you will never realize how much this means to me. But if you don’t want to wear the outfit, then okay, I understand.” Standing at the open door, you're shocked at $Ash humbling herself in front of you. Frustratingly, it does make you less angry, even though she knew what she was doing all that time. Seeing her on her knees, you wonder what to do. [[11-3f NM Refuse 2<-Leave]] [[11-3f NM Refuse Change<-Agree to wear the uniform]]

<<set $Fem to 42>>\ Despite the rare visage of an apologetic $Ash , you shut the door behind you with no regrets and head back home. It’s not the most surprising thing to learn that she was using you, but to hear her admit it was like a brick in the face. <<if $Code is 0>>The journey is a slow, reflective one. If $Ash remains in control of your chastity cage, then it’s safe to say you won’t be seeing your penis for a long, long time.<<else>>The journey is a slow, reflective one. As long as your chastity situation remains the same, you can still unlock the cage by yourself, and with the monkey of $Ash seemingly off your back, this day could be seen as a good one, even if you’re no longer in the “ignorance is bliss” stage of your feminization.<</if>> [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 2, $Stress to $Stress + 3, $Horny to $Horny - 2]]

<<set $Fem to 42>>\ “Fine…I’ll…I’ll wear the uniform.” “You will? That’s great!” Her expression flips from melancholic to overjoyed instantly. After jumping off the ground, she dashes to you and connects her lips with yours. “Oh I just can’t wait! To make you more comfortable, I’ll come to your house tomorrow morning with the uniform so we can walk together, okay? You should go home now and make sure you’re prepared, so get a lot of sleep!” She practically pushes you out the door, almost as if she didn’t want to give you a chance to complain about her comments, or back out of your promise. And with her meeting you before school tomorrow, there’s no opportunity to bail. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 2, $Stress to $Stress + 3, $Horny to $Horny - 2]]

<<set $Horny to $Horny + 1, $M to $M + 10>>\ You head over to the bed and kneel down to better pull out the boxes. The first has a collection of “normal” toys, for a girl at least. There’s a number of dildos, a few butt plugs, a vibrator and some bottles of lubricant. In the second, there's a boutique's worth of old makeup. Eye shadow palettes that are almost scraped clean, lipstick capsules that when opened, have only the smallest amount of wax there that it would take to be recognized as “lipstick”, nail polish bottles that can be seen through, mascara wands mismatched from their original tubes, blush palettes that have been thrown around so much that the powder separates from the plastic the moment you open them, brushes coated in a rainbow of powders from hundreds of products without a wash. There are even some half used perfume bottles that $Ash must have gotten bored of and tossed in here. In the third, there’s what seems like miles of rope in black, pink and white. There’s a bunch of gags, from ball gags, to gags that force your mouth perpetually open. There’s even a couple that come with a mini dildo attached. There are handcuffs, anklecuffs, and what you assume would be called “kneecuffs”. There are nipple clamps and clothes pegs, blindfolds and fur lined ear muffs. There’s a crop and a paddle beneath the whip and cane. And before your mind gets blown with whatever THAT is for, you decide to slide the box back under the bed. The final box is more mundane, though $Ash has a tendency to turn mundane things into sexy things. There are a lot of wires that are tangled together as well as a professional microphone, along with a pair of headphones, as well as a matching VR headset. In a small box, there’s a collection of USB sticks, no doubt filled with $Ash ‘s audible machinations. //Maybe she was too stressed out to tie me up and use the headset// <<if $Horny gt 9>>[[11-3f Ash Return<-Return]]<<else>>[[11-3f Ash Room<-Return]]<</if>>

<<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/nr4dQf41/Hanging_dresses.jpg]] The moment you open the closet doors, apparel falls out onto your feet. It’s jam packed with clothing of all kinds. Her school attire has definitely been given the most care. They’re all hung up neatly with multiples of each. The white blouses are stainless and the pleated skirts are all ironed flawlessly. Some of them look so good you could swear they were new. There are also several summer dresses hung up, though they definitely aren’t $Ash ‘s style. That is represented by the rest of the closet, which is made up of tiny dresses, whorish skirts, and many blouses and crop tops, many of which are either fishnet patterned or sheer. There are also various shoes on the floor of the closet, most of which have a heel. You would have expected $Ash to have more than what there seems to be here, but that’s when you realize the shelf above the hung clothing doesn’t contain random boxes, but rather, shoe boxes, all of which are presumably full of her sandals, pumps and boots. <<if $Horny gt 9>>[[11-3f Ash Return<-Return]]<<else>>[[11-3f Ash Room<-Return]]<</if>>

<<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>\ Wondering over to the bedside table, you examine what’s on there. The many bracelets are, unsurprisingly, all feminine, with dangling charms and pink and purple beads. The drawers, unsurprisingly, contain her underwear, with panties coming first before the bras, and then hosiery. You were going to neglect the book that’s on there, but you’re too intrigued by the cover to leave it. “Beneath her heel” reads the title, and a fitting image of only a woman’s leg wearing a heel covers up most of the front page. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Z59CL1TF/Heel-book.jpg]] Flipping to the page $Ash has bookmarked, you see that one line has been highlighted with a pen: “You worked years for this ring; a ring that I could throw away and crush your heart. I’ve had much nicer jewelry from much richer men with much bigger dicks. Why should I value this cheap trash?” Flipping through the book, you see earlier sections are similarly underlined and annotated. Page 17: “Honey, if he isn’t pleasing you, leave his ass.” Page 39: “I’ve told you before, my dear husband, I’m not interested in going to another state. I want to see the world. Maybe your waiter position just doesn’t give you enough money.” Page 73: “The Bahamas?! That’s amazing. Your husband must have been saving for months! I guess he’ll be getting some good sex.” “Oh, I doubt it, Christopher isn’t coming.” Page 84: “Welcome back honey! How was your trip?” “Fantastic, I met so many new people, bought so many shoes, and I fucked a hung bachelor who hit on me. Be a dear and bring in my bags, will you?” You close the book with a thud. //No wonder $Ash has such an active imagination// <<if $Horny gt 9>>[[11-3f Ash Return<-Return]]<<else>>[[11-3f Ash Room<-Return]]<</if>>

<<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>\ After pressing the power button and hearing the distinct revving up of a computer’s engine, you’re eager to see what $Ash has on her computer, until you’re hit in the face with two words you were stupidly not expecting: “Pin required” //Of course there’s a pin required! I’m so stupid!// <<if $Code is 0 and $Horny gt 9>>There’s no way of knowing what the code is. Hell, you don’t even know how many numbers are required, nevermind the fact that $Ash might be alerted to someone failing to log into her computer. The best thing to do is give up. [[11-3f Ash Return<-Return]]\ <<elseif $Code is 0 and $Horny lt 10>>There’s no way of knowing what the code is. Hell, you don’t even know how many numbers are required, nevermind the fact that $Ash might be alerted to someone failing to log into her computer. The best thing to do is give up. [[11-3f Ash Room<-Return]]\ <<elseif $Code is 1>>//A code? Hmmmmm….wait, that’s it! The code she used for my chastity cage!// You input the digits: 7...4...7...7...9 And press [[11-3f Computer 2<-enter]]<</if>>

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/CM9wCdQ5/Spiral-2.jpg]] It’s such a beautiful spiral, full of beautiful pink and black swirls that endlessly go round and round, like a carousel - a beautiful carousel filling you with it’s inspiring words of femininity and submission. It would be hard to look away, but you wouldn’t know because you never try once in the proceeding hours of hypnotic induction. [[11-3f Ash Return<-Continue][$H to 20 , $Horny to 10]]

<<if $AshHack is 5>><<set $Fem to 44>>When you hear the unlocking of the door, you jump onto the bed and feign as though you’re entranced. “It’s good to see that the video is working like intended .” She sounds much calmer now, perhaps for the same reason she’s slurring some of her words. She enters the room and turns off the hypnosis before walking up to you. “I’m sure you’re feeling nice and submissive my sweet little girl, but I’m going to have to test that theory tomorrow, I’m too tired right now. You should go home, but don’t worry, I’ll see you early in the morning.” She lets you show yourself out. On the walk home, it’s hard not to wonder what she has planned. While you did block out the hypnosis, that means you have no idea what it was saying. //Tomorrow is DEFINITELY going to be an interesting day// [[Room<-Continue][$M to $M + 30]]\ <<else>><<set $H to 20, $Fem to 43>>The spiral suddenly turns to black. Now, your vision is filled with the beautiful image of Mistress $Ash , standing in front of you, looking downwards at you like you love for her to do. “I’m sure you’re feeling nice and submissive my sweet little girl, but I’m going to have to test that theory tomorrow, I’m too tired right now. You should go home, but don’t worry, I’ll see you early in the morning.” Distraught fills your soul at the hearing of Mistress $Ash being anguished, but she knows what’s best, so you leave as requested. [[Room<-Continue][$M to $M + 30]]<</if>>

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] <<if $Horny lt 3>>“Relax.” “Breathe in.” “And out.” The hypnosis is not getting to you, despite it singing in the otherwise silent room.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 5>>”You’re feeling sleepy.” “So sleepy.” “My sleepy little sissy.” You’re starting to feel rather horny, and the urge to stop looking around the room and watch the hypnosis is beginning to kick in.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 7>>”When you fall, you’ll be completely under my spell.” “Powerless to my commands.” “My helpless toy.” It’s very hard to ignore the spiral calling you to gaze into it’s beauty.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9>>”My trigger word is being installed in you.” “And when I say it, your mind will go blank, and you’ll be my servant.” “A blank canvas, for all Mistresses' desires.” The spiral is so beautiful, so almost, irresistible.\ <<elseif $Horny is 9>>”The last of your strength is fading.” “Slipping away like smoke in your hand.” “Close your eyes, sissy, you’re mine.” //Must not...give in//<</if>> Alone in the room, you could sit and watch the hypnosis, or you could explore your surroundings. $Ash ‘s room is more than familiar to you now, but you’ve never had a chance to properly look around. It’s slightly messier than normal, thanks to her enraged diatribe on Miss $Gray resulting in the tossing of many garments and bedding. Under her bed, there are several cloth storage boxes lining the frame. Her closet refuses to close thanks to the seemingly endless number of clothes she has that couldn’t possibly all fit in. A bedside table holds a lamp, a disorganized pile of bracelets, as well as a novel with a bookmark splitting the middle. At her desk, she has a turned off computer, along with a collection of romance novels littering the above bookshelves. [[11-3f Door<-Try the door]] [[11-3f Under Bed<-Check out the boxes under her bed]] [[11-3f Closet<- Explore out her closet]] [[11-3f Table<-Investigate the bedside table]] <<if $AshHack lt 4>>[[11-3f Computer<-Go over to the desk]]<<elseif $AshHack is 4>>[[11-3f Computer 2<-Use the computer]]<<else>>[[11-3f Computer<-Use the computer]]<</if>> [[11-3f Hypno<-Watch the hypnosis]]

<<set $Horny to $Horny + 1, $M to $M + 10>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/BQxmVbPn/Door-handle.jpg]] Heading over to the door and trying it, you confirm what you were already sure of. $Ash locked it on her way out, forcing you to stay in here. //Since when was there a lock in this door?// Until she returns, you’ve got no choice but to let the slippery words of the video slither into you. <<if $Horny gt 9>>[[11-3f Ash Return<-Return]]<<else>>[[11-3f Ash Room<-Return]]<</if>>

“Welcome $Ash .” The desktop immediately shows contrast with her room. It’s very organized with links for all the things she needs at her fingertips. There’s one for each of her subjects at school, as well as one particularly intriguing one: diary. The curiosity overwhelms you and you click the link. The file seems to go back months, well before she even met you. It was even updated as late as last night! [[11-3f Computer Before<-Look at the earlier logs]] [[11-3f Computer After<-Look at the later logs]] <<if $AshHack gt 2>>$Ash ‘s diary entries are both damning of her as a person, but also incriminating. From her social engineering, to ensuring you two would be sat together, to her extortion of Miss $Gray . If your teacher knew what was on here, she’d no doubt be pissed, perhaps well enough to get your key off $Ash for good, or at the very least, a boat load of brownie points. Hell, she might be willing to remove your chastity cage from the equation entirely. As optimistic as that proposition is, it’s incredibly tempting. Looking at all the files, you figure the best way to share them with Miss $Gray would be to email them to her through $Ash ‘s account and then delete the trace of them, just like $Ash did to extort her. [[11-3f Computer Extort<-Send the files to your teacher][$AshHack to 5]] [[11-3f Ash Room<-Log out of the computer][$AshHack to 4]]<</if>>

<<if $Ashack is 2>><<set $AshHack to 3>><<elseif $AshHack is 0>><<set $AshHack to 1>><</if>>\ Her diary talks about her past relationships, including the one she mentioned in your first week at Farrix! An excerpt helps explain why the relationship failed: “This one’s another bust. I jokingly sprayed some perfume on him and he did not respond well at all. He did the awkward bit for me and broke up after I made an issue out of it. I swear, if I don’t start having luck soon, I’m going to have to hypnotize them in their sleep or something.” There’s some more details about her relationships before that one too. “I just don’t get it! He had long hair and always did his nails black. I thought he would be willing to go for the idea, maybe even enjoy it. But not even for the prospect of sex was he going to put on some lingerie. Maybe I needed to tease him more.” “Tried talking to a guy in a bar. He was already a bit tipsy, so I encouraged him to have some more. I thought it was going well when he was willing to buy my drinks, but then as I was topping up my lipstick, I joked that he should put some on. I promptly left at some point through the proceeding homophobic rant.” “Stole his boxers when he was asleep. I said he could borrow some of my underwear. He laughed it off and went home commando.” “Met a guy dressed as Harley Quinn at a party. I started hitting on him but then Batman came over and told me they were in a relationship.” “Met a drag queen tonight, he seems to have potential.” “Turns out not all drag queens are into dressing like a girl all the time. Or like taking it in the butt.” There’s also one other log of interest: “Miss $Gray gave me a detention just like I had planned. Well, not quite. She was too nice after I failed to hand in my homework, so I had to resort to insulting her, and it’s pretty hard to come up with good insults on the spot when you look like her, but I just called her a boyfriendless loser who only got a job because of her “friends”. It was probably a bit excessive. Well definitely, because I only wanted a detention today, not the rest of the month, but anyway. My firework went off in the locker room just as I thought it would in the middle of my detention. So when the fire alarm sounded, Miss $Gray rushed towards the door. She checked to see if I was coming, but I pretended that I was struggling to put my shoes back on, which I had taken off, and said I’d catch up. The moment she left the room though, I ran to her computer. I was relieved she left it unlocked, otherwise this would have all been for nothing. I figured I had maybe 10 minutes before they realized what the issue was and everyone would come back inside. So many files were locked behind a second password wall that I had no chance of getting through, so I looked at what I could. I’m happy to say I found all I wanted, and more. There were some emails between her and her “friends”, which was all I had intended on getting. I sent them to myself and deleted them from her outbox, as well as taking pictures of them with my phone. With her contacts, I knew this meant I could get pretty much anything I wanted through blackmailing her, on top of the easy A’s throughout the rest of the year. Having a teacher in my back pocket for the next few years will make life so much easier. But that wasn’t the high note of this escapade. As I was going through her emails, there was one that caught my attention. It was from some bigwig who no doubt makes ten times what she does. Anyway, she said that there’s a boy coming to Farrix! It will be listed as a temporary “clerical” thing, but that Miss $Gray ‘s friends will fill her in on the details. I did try to search for those emails, but the fire alarm stopped sounding, so I couldn’t risk it. When Miss $Gray returned, I pretended I had just got back myself. I couldn’t stop staring at Miss $Gray for the rest of my detention. Just what were her and her friends up to? Perhaps I’ll know in the future. For right now, I’ve decided not to tell my teacher what I have on her. Mainly because of the other thing I learned today. A boy at Farrix? This seems like the perfect opportunity. Since I know he’ll be here a long time, I can be slow and gentle with this. He’ll be incredibly horny, surrounded by girls all day, but also incredibly lonely and desperate for any companionship, which is perfect for me! I’m going to use my favor with Miss $Gray to make this easier as well. I can make sure we’re in the same class. She could even sit us right next to each other!" [[11-3f Computer 2<-Return]]

<<if $AshHack is 1>><<set $AshHack to 3>><<elseif $AshHack is 0>><<set $AshHack to 2>><</if>>\ You navigate your way to the date you first started Farrix. Unsurprisingly, they’re more detailed. “Today was the day $name started Farrix. It would have been nice if he was showing some feminine signs right off the bat (he would look great with long hair!) but I suppose I shouldn't complain. He isn’t muscular or big in the least, so the process should be a little easier in that regard. He also didn’t seem to be very confident, so the fact a girl would talk with him would likely blow his mind. True to her word, Miss $Gray ensured we were sat together. Annoyingly though, she had to keep him back today, so I never got a chance to introduce myself. But that’s okay. We’ve got all the time in the world.” <<if $Day2Fem is 1>>”I had a chance to talk with him today, and it couldn’t have gone better! I asked him if he was feminine, and he admitted it! This is a better sign than almost everyone I’ve talked to. I know it’s still rather early, but I think he might be the one. In fact, I’m going to try and push his limits tomorrow. I’ll take him to that quiet room no one uses and see if I can’t get him to wear my panties. If I can get him to do that, then I think the sky’s the limit!”\ <<else>>”I got a chance to talk with him today, and he’s actually rather sweet. Even if he didn’t admit to being feminine, I think I can manipulate him into this. He certainly didn't seem too bashful as to not consider the idea, but I might have to take a different approach, maybe tease him more.”<</if>> “I happened to “run” into him as he was leaving from a meeting with Miss $Gray . It seems he knows he’s going to be here for a while. After I was having to pretend we weren’t going to see each other again, maybe he’ll see me differently now. Since he knows he isn’t going to Morton, he doesn’t get another chance to make new friends, so he should be even more reliant on me. Regardless, I invited him to my house on Monday. It should be much easier to put my plan into action there.<<if $Stoleipstick is 1>> As if that weren’t enough though, he was wearing lipstick when he left $Gray ‘s classroom. I’m unsure why, but the fact he wasn’t scrubbing it off when he had the chance tells me he’s more susceptible to this than I thought. <</if>>” You skip forward several pages to a more recent passage, past mentions of malls, pantyhose and making out. “It’s finally done! She was incredibly resistant, but we managed to come to a deal. In exchange for control over $name ‘s chastity, I have to delete all the material I have on $Gray . I’m not sure I’m going to do that, but I don’t think I should use it against her again. She was shouting a lot, and it really hit me how hot this fire I’m playing with is. If I was really pushing her too much, she could no doubt ask her friends to take it from me, or worse. Not only that though, she can take back control of her key whenever she wants. I don’t like it, but it seemed I had no choice. Finally, she insisted I wear a chastity belt too, and that I only release her when I release myself. Like I’ll do that! She knows it’s so easy for me to cheat that I don’t know what the point of it is. Anyway, I’ll wear it to school if I must. I’d be willing to do much worse for control of $name if I had to. Now that I have control of her, I can begin my extensive plan of feminizing her. I’ve decided to start with stockings. That should help her ease into the sexuality aspects of my goal too.” “Today I surprised the sissy with a morning visit. But before I woke her up, I looked around her room. It was still awfully masculine. Not only the decor, but the few traces of men’s clothes she has. But it did give me several ideas, but those are for a later date. I made her tell her lovely friend, $Hannah , exactly who she is. I could see the reaction in $Hannah ‘s eyes - the exact response I wanted to create in her. She was disgusted, almost disbelieving of who she had been living with. Almost. I’m sure she thought about it though, and it started to make sense, until she probably thought she was foolish for not seeing it sooner. It is a shame, really, she seemed nice when I talked to her beforehand, so wide-eyed and kind. I’m going to make sure to nurture her feelings of disgust in the next few weeks. “Bumping” into her at the park should be easy enough. Maybe I’ll even “drop” a dildo and lingerie I was getting for $name . That should add some fuel to the fire. If this works as planned, $name will be even more reliant on me than before.” There’s one final entry: “$Gray and I had another discussion today. She still thinks I’m taking this too slowly, despite everything I’ve done - the hormone pills, the stockings, the dildo sucking. It’s infuriating that no matter what I do, she seems to be disappointed. She asked me to come in early tomorrow morning for another talk. She could be ruining my control of her before it’s even taken off. I need to do whatever I can to ensure that doesn’t happen, even if I have to rush plans a bit. If that’s what it takes, I’ll do it.” [[11-3f Computer 2<-Return]]

$Ash be damned after what she’s done to you. You copy the files and send them to Miss $Gray , deleting the emails from $Ash ‘s record immediately after. You trust that your teacher will figure out they’re from you based on the fact $Ash isn’t dumb enough to do this. Only serving to add to your nerves, there’s no response from Miss $Gray , and you figure there never will be, over email at least. It will be bad enough to her that $Ash kept a log of her blackmail, without adding to it herself. //Tomorrow is going to be an interesting day// Through the nerves though, you actually feel incredibly excited. There’s no way your teacher shouldn’t appreciate this, and the chance of finally getting a measure of revenge on $Ash spurs you on. It spurs you on so much, that for the next few hours, you manage to block out the hypnotic messaging of her video, ignoring the effects of it entirely! Whatever devious plans she had were just foiled. [[11-3f Ash Return<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress - 2, $H to 20]]

<<set $H to 7>>\ ”Hi sweetie, how are you feeling?” $Ash has again entered your room during your slumber, a habit you hope will not continue. She tears open the curtains to let in the violent sunlight, revealing it to be a hot, clear day. “A great day to wear a skirt, wouldn’t you agree? Now come on, strip and we’ll get you ready.” //I guess it wasn’t a dream// $Ash pulls out a Farrix uniform from her bag. The blue flared skirt and white sailor blouse are identical in style to what all students wear to Farrix. And today, it’s what you wear too. “Hurry up and get dressed, we wouldn’t want to be late for $Gray .” $Ash ‘s mothering of you is not welcomed this early in the morning, especially when you’re really regretting agreeing to wear the uniform. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/MKy69hyq/Uniform_-_blue.png]] “$Ash , I don’t know if I can.” “Oh right, my bad. I was so excited I forgot about your lingerie! Let me see what I have to decide from.” She starts rummaging through your drawers, and you quickly understand how her room gets so messy if she just tosses anything to the floor if she doesn’t like it. A pile of hosiery and panties form behind her as though she were a dog digging a hole. “This would be nice, but this is even better! But wait, they wouldn’t match with these. Hmmm. Aha, these are perfect, and so fitting, don’t you think?” She holds in her hands a pair of pink panties - her pink panties that she wanted you to wear so long ago! “I just think it would be too perfect if the thing that got you to wear that skirt and blouse was under it!” “Go ahead and put them on.” She pitches the underwear at you, and it lands humiliatingly on your face, where it stays before it finally drops and you catch them. After you slide them up your legs, you await further instructions. “Here, catch.” Her next thrown item is a pair of sheer black pantyhose. You stand in disbelief that this is actually happening. That this girl is making you wear women’s clothes to school. “You’re going to have to be faster than that sissy.” The hose land gently on your feet. “Just make sure to not go too fast. I’d rather be late than rock up with a ladder in my pantyhose.” After once again following instructions, $Ash evaluates your legs. <<if $ShaveLegs gt 7>>”Ugh, I could throw up at the sight of that body hair. If only we had time to shave them. Oh well, you’re only going to feel silly with that look, but it’s your fault.”\ <<elseif $ShaveLegs gt 2>>”It’s nice to see you’re keeping on top of your shaving. Still, for a moment like this, I would have made sure they were devoid of hair.”\ <<else>>”Those are some really sexy legs you’re rocking girl. Make sure to keep shaving them.”<</if>> “Now we can’t forget about a bra, can we? Let’s see what selection we have here.” Opening up your last underwear drawer, $Ash considers the selection. <<if $Bra8 is 0 and $Bra2 is 0 and $Bra3 is 0 and $Bra4 is 0 and $Bra5 is 0 and $Bra6 is 0>>”No real bras, huh sissy? That is a shame. It would be improper to not wear one with your tits. But whose fault is that? You’ll just have to suffer and wonder if everyone’s staring at your nipples.”\ <<else>>”Hmmm, they’re nice, but I don’t think they’ll quite match the look I want to go for. Fortunately, I planned for this.” She returns to her bag, pulling out another feminine item of clothing. This time, it’s a pink bra. “Just like your pretty panties! Let me help you with it.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/XY4y4WX0/Bra-pink.png]] $Ash walks behind you, puts the cups around your chest and clips the bra hooks at the back. After tugging it a bit higher, she helps your arms find their way through the straps. “Perfect, matching underwear, just like a real woman!”<</if>> “Finally, you’re ready for the uniform of Farrix Academy for Girls in all its glory.” She hands you the blouse first. The two of you keep intimate eye contact as it’s slipped over your head and you put your arms through the holes. “And the skirt.” Daintly, you point your toes and step into it, delicately pulling it up your legs. It glides across your pantyhose before resting on your hips, ending just where your blouse begins. Still locked in each others’ eyes, you zip it up. $Ash looks like she’s breathing heavier now, as though an orgasm were building just by seeing you like this. “You are…so..hot.” Lips lock instead of eyes. She controls your movement, grabbing you by the back of the head and keeping you there. There’s passion in your mouths now, as though she weren’t feeling it before, like she was forcing it. Her crotch grinds into yours and moans seep through the lubricated seal of your lips. “Thank you, $name . Thank you for making my fantasy come true. Come to school with me, and you actually might make me cum!” “I’ll be waiting outside. Put on some shoes and grab a bite to eat if you need to - you’ve got a long day ahead. Come meet me when you’re ready.” She leaves you alone, giving you a chance to process the situation. //I might look like a guy in this uniform. I might be mocked and belittled. But I’m happy wearing this. And $Ash is happy when I wear it too. Maybe that’s all that matters.// Your shoes rest near the door. You’d love to say it took some consideration picking them out, but you know the girl’s flats look so much better than the men’s shoes. You slip them on and head downstairs. <<if $Bra8 is 0 and $Bra2 is 0 and $Bra3 is 0 and $Bra4 is 0 and $Bra5 is 0 and $Bra6 is 0>>[[11-4 Wear Uniform 2<-Continue][$PJUn to 1, $GarterUn to 1, $BraUn to 1, $SUBlue to 1, $SUBlack to 0, $SUPink to 0, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1, $PantiesM to 0, $PantiesA to 1, $PantiesB to 0, $PantiesC to 0, $PantiesD to 0, $PantiesE to 0, $PantiesF to 0, $PantiesG to 0, $PantiesH to 0, $PantiesI to 0, $PantiesJ to 0, $PantiesK to 0, $PantiesL to 0, $PantiesM to 0, $PantiesN to 0, $PantiesO to 0, $ThongA to 0, $ThongB to 0, $ThongC to 0, $ThongD to 0, $ThongE to 0, $GarterPantiesA to 0, $GarterPantiesB to 0, $GarterPantiesC to 0, $GarterPantiesD to 0, $GarterPantiesE to 0, $SocksM to 0, $TightsA to 0, $TightsB to 0, $TightsC to 0, $TightsD to 0, $TightsE to 0, $PantyhoseA to 1, $PantyhoseB to 0, $PantyhoseC to 0,$PantyhoseD to 0, $PantyhoseE to 0, $PantyhoseF to 0, $PantyhoseG to 0, $PantyhoseH to 0, $PantyhoseI to 0, $PantyhoseJ to 0, $StockingsA to 0, $StockingsB to 0, $StockingsC to 0, $StockingsD to 0, $StockingsE to 0, $StockingsF to 0, $StockingsG to 0, $StockingsH to 0, $StockingsI to 0, $StockingsJ to 0, $ShoesC to 1, $ShoesA to 0, $ShoesB to 0, $ShoesC to 1, $ShoesD to 0, $ShoesE to 0, $ShoesF to 0]]<<else>>[[11-4 Wear Uniform 2<-Continue][$PJUn to 1, $GarterUn to 1, $SUBlue to 1, $SUBlack to 0, $SUPink to 0, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1, $PantiesM to 0, $PantiesA to 1, $PantiesB to 0, $PantiesC to 0, $PantiesD to 0, $PantiesE to 0, $PantiesF to 0, $PantiesG to 0, $PantiesH to 0, $PantiesI to 0, $PantiesJ to 0, $PantiesK to 0, $PantiesL to 0, $PantiesM to 0, $PantiesN to 0, $PantiesO to 0, $ThongA to 0, $ThongB to 0, $ThongC to 0, $ThongD to 0, $ThongE to 0, $GarterPantiesA to 0, $GarterPantiesB to 0, $GarterPantiesC to 0, $GarterPantiesD to 0, $GarterPantiesE to 0, $SocksM to 0, $TightsA to 0, $TightsB to 0, $TightsC to 0, $TightsD to 0, $TightsE to 0, $PantyhoseA to 1, $PantyhoseB to 0, $PantyhoseC to 0,$PantyhoseD to 0, $PantyhoseE to 0, $PantyhoseF to 0, $PantyhoseG to 0, $PantyhoseH to 0, $PantyhoseI to 0, $PantyhoseJ to 0, $StockingsA to 0, $StockingsB to 0, $StockingsC to 0, $StockingsD to 0, $StockingsE to 0, $StockingsF to 0, $StockingsG to 0, $StockingsH to 0, $StockingsI to 0, $StockingsJ to 0, $BraA to 1, $Bra1 to 1, $ShoesC to 1, $ShoesC to 1]]<</if>>

As $Ash suggested, you head into the kitchen for a quick bite to eat, only for $Hannah to be sat at the table, looking at you as you enter the room. “Oh…hey.” The words timidly leave your mouth like a child caught in a lie. “Hey, $name .” She observes you and your outfit. “You look…you’re going to school like that?” “Yeah, $Ash suggested it.” “Right. Well if that’s what you want to do, I can’t stop you. But you’re sure about this, right?” “Yes, I am.” “And you’re serious about what you said before, aren’t you? About you being a…”sissy.”” The blushing is untameable at this point. “Yes, I was.” “Okay then.” The abrupt end to the conversation makes you not care about the food anymore. There’s tension in the air between you two. While there are many girls in your life who either support or have shown to not care that much about you being feminine, $Hannah doesn’t seem to understand it. $Ash forcing you to tell her about your private escapades seems to have made an unrepairable tear in your friendship that may never recover. You leave the house and meet $Ash outside. [[11-4 Wear Uniform 3<-Continue][$M to 30, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]

<<if $Stress gt 10>><<set $Stress to 10>><</if>>\ “There you are. Shall we head off?” She takes the lead and starts walking before you even reply. Two girls in their uniforms. No doubt that from behind, that’s what the two of you look like. Best friends, sisters perhaps, who matched outfits together, who do each other’s makeup, have sleepovers, and talk about boys. It is certainly a warm day. The air flows calmly around you, not enough to distract you, but enough to notice. It flows up your skirt, which raises slightly to the power of the wind, exposing even more of your nylon covered legs. It touches your skin through the thin material of the blouse in a way you’re not used to. Almost as if your top half were naked, but giving you just enough protection to be sure of your modesty. You try to mimic $Ash ‘s movement in the outfit. Even if her skirt is flapping around in the wind, she doesn’t seem concerned with it giving someone a view up her legs. She walks daintier than you, taking smaller steps. She fixes her hair occasionally when the wind takes away from its perfection. “Farrix does allow you to wear socks with a skirt, but I always found that look a little trashy, you know? Even if they can match your skirt, they seem out of place to me. And why would you want to wear them when you can wear pantyhose or stockings instead?” You’ve yet to run into anyone on your journey. The few people that have been about were on the other side of the road, or commuting in cars. But the closer you get to Farrix, the more you know that will change. You’re running later than normal. Not late for the other students, but for your inspection with Miss $Gray . With your attire, she may forgive you, but the issue now is that you’ll be entering Farrix with the rest of the students, all several hundred of them. “The bow on these blouses are mostly cute, but you’ll want to make sure it’s straight throughout the day. It’s quite embarrassing to realize it’s not.” You two are almost there now, and foot traffic is increasing rapidly as smaller streets converge into bigger ones, like the one you’re on. “And now that you’re not wearing pants, you’ll want to be mindful of getting your pantyhose caught on something. They tear incredibly easily. Before you know it, a minor ladder can stretch into a massive rip that is incredibly embarrassing. The school uniform policy doesn’t allow for such styles, so I like to keep a spare pair on me at all times.” You’re walking into Farrix now, through the gates with the hundreds of other students who all wear skirts and blouses. The unidirectional approach means not many people have looked at your face yet, but that hasn’t stopped the bullets you’re sweating and it’s hard to pay attention to $Ash ‘s fashion advice when you are so uncomfortable. In fact, the only reason you’re not backing out and leaving is because then you’ll be going against the tide of people, drawing attention to yourself. After entering the building, you head to your home room of 68, and get ready to walk in. [[11-4 Wear Uniform 4<-......][$M to 0, $H to 8]]

<<set $WearUniformHorny to 0, $WearUniformStressed to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] The class is still settling, something you’re not used to walking in on. No one seems to make eye contact with you, or have even recognized it’s you. $Ash sits down next to you, as normal. Certainly, those behind you would have noticed it’s you, but it’s somehow less embarrassing since you can’t see their reaction. You had not looked towards the front until now, but you now see that your teacher is staring directly at you. And when she clocks that you’re looking at her, she begins to smile. Not a devious grin like you’re used to seeing, or the formality of a smile that she gives to other teachers, but a genuinely comforting look. One that makes it seem like she actually cares about you. Just before she starts talking to the class, she gives you a small nod. “Okay class…today we’re covering….” Once your teacher starts you off on your task, $Ash keeps whispering things to you, things you hope the other students can’t wear. “By the way, you might want to keep your legs together. Someone might be able to see your panties.” Just as you begin to get somewhat calm, her murmurs make your heart beat race back up, making blood rush to your cheeks in the process. Your teacher is patrolling the room, helping puzzled students. Eventually, she finds her way to the middle of the classroom, next to $Ash and you . “$Ash , you're doing well.” “Don’t I always?” “Perhaps, but you can always do better. I, for instance, would have this part done a long time ago.” “Well then it’s a shame you wanted me to do it, isn’t it? Why was that again?” “As always $Ash , you can excel, but your attitude brings you down. Come see me after school for detention.” Your teacher’s attention switches to you. “You’re doing very well too. In fact, I could not be prouder; you’re excelling at this. Come see me after school as well.” The class finishes, and as you’re leaving, you notice some of the gazes you’re getting. They’re trying to be subtle, but you aren’t fooled. $Ash walks out with you, holding your hand. “You shouldn’t be nervous, you look so cute! If only we had other lessons together. But I guess I’ll see you later, huh? See ya!” She skips off, dancing away to her next class. This is without a shadow of a doubt, the happiest you've ever seen her. [[11-4 Wear Uniform 5<-Continue][$H to 14]]

By the tail end of the day, you’re actually getting used to your attire. Sure, there’s some shocked looks and stifled snickering whenever you walk into a lesson, but the blushing lasts only as long as their mockery does. Once the class settles, things go seemingly back to normal, or as normal as wearing lingerie under your uniform was yesterday. On the topic of which, in some regards, this is liberating. Before, you had to worry about nylon ankles being exposed, or your shirt untucking and revealing your panties. Now, that’s not a concern. <<if $ShaveLegs gt 6>>The fact that your legs are visibly hairy, even beneath the hosiery, means that most people probably think you’re dressed up as a cruel dare.<<else>>Adding to the embarrassment though, is the fact that your legs aren’t visibly hairy beneath the pantyhose, suggesting this was more than just a cruel dare, but perhaps something you wanted to do.<</if>> When lessons become boring, you notice yourself dangling your flats like you often see other girls doing. <<if $PaintedToes gt 0>>It’s possible that some even got sight of your painted toenails.<</if>> It’s such a bizarre experience, with many conflicting emotions. Despite the embarrassment and strange sense of “coming out” , two feelings seem to be prominent. But which stands out more? <<if $WearUniformHorny is 0 and $WearUniformStressed is 0>>\ \ [[11-4 Wear Uniform 5<-The stress][$Stress to $Stress + 2, $WearUniformStressed to 1]] [[11-4 Wear Uniform 5<-The lust][$Horny to $Horny + 2, $WearUniformHorny to 1]]<</if>>\ <<if $Stress gt 10>><<set $Stress to 10>><</if>>\ <<if $Horny gt 10>><<set $Horny to 10>><</if>>\ <<if $WearUniformHorny is 1>>The initial shame was overwhelming, but when you manage to calm down, you feel your body somehow getting turned on by the situation. You can look around at the other hot women, seeing them in their similarly hot outfits. Your own uniform makes you feel more sensitive, like you have heightened senses. Your barely covered legs feel sexy in their exposed pantyhose, and having more of your arms open to contact makes you feel touched from more angles than what you’re used to. Perhaps after all that time sexualizing attractive women in their outfits, you started to find the clothes themselves hot! Without checking, it’s hard to know - but you’re sure your panties are stained with stringy precum from your chastised clitty. [[11-4 Wear Uniform 6<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $WearUniformStressed is 1>>No matter what angle you optimistically try to view this from, you’re still overwhelmed by the situation, and barely managing to keep it together. Words inisting you’re a man swirl around in your head. //I’m not a woman just because I’m wearing a dress. Even if it is to an all female school. In fact, it’s not an all female school, because I’m here. And I’m a man.// Thoughts of the world splitting so that you can fall through also seem to plague you. [[11-4 Wear Uniform 6<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 16>>\ <<set $CC3 to 3>><<set $CC2 to 0>>\ The final bell of the day should signal the thankful end of this terrifying situation, but you were also told to visit Miss $Gray , so you’ll have to hold your sigh of relief. When you walk into room 68, $Ash is already in the classroom, talking with Miss $Gray . “There you are” your domineering teacher yells across the room. “Let me compliment you on having the confidence to wear the girl’s uniform to school. The way $Ash tells it, you were more than willing to, which is exactly the result I wanted to hear when I gave her your key.” “And I appreciated your assistance in training her, Miss $Gray .” $Ash mimicking obedience is a sight you don’t ever expect to get used to. “In light of her success, we’ve agreed to alter the terms of our relationship with you. $Ash will take full control of ensuring your continued feminization. I will step in if necessary, but I don’t expect it will be. As before, any infractions against your standard of uniform will be punished, but now in new ways. I’ll be elaborating on that later. As $Ash has proved herself to be a capable Mistress to you, I will no longer require her to wear her own chastity belt.” “I have to say though, it was interesting to see it from the perspective of a wearer.” //I doubt she ever wore it for more than a day// “Additionally, $Ash made the point to me that you could have very easily copied the key that I gave you. While I am glad she raised this oversight, her own lock is flawed too.” “Miss $Gray has told me that with enough persistence, you could have very easily found the combination, and have let yourself out whenever you wanted.” <<if $Code is 1>>//There goes that cheat code//<<else>>//Maybe I should have tried to escape more when I had the chance//<</if>> “In light of this, we will be locking your clitty in a new chastity cage. $Ash , would you like to do the honors?” Approaching them, your teacher hands her a black box. It’s small enough to handle with one hand, and terrifyingly, it’s free of any kind of patterns or wording on the side. $Ash kneels down in front of you. In one swift motion, she’s dropped your skirt, your pantyhose and your underwear. She spins the tiny dials on the lock until they match the combination. After unhooking it, the cage springs free. $Ash takes both the cage and the ring, before opening up the mysterious black box. Inside a mess of protective transparent paper is another chastity device. The color can best be described as somewhere between black and gray. $Ash removes it from the box. Even from the look alone, you can tell it’s much more secure than any of your prior cages. It looks harder than plastic, but not as rigid as metal. “You’d be surprised what you can get if you look hard enough.” Miss $Gray chirps while $Ash locks it on your cock. “Specifically designed for your clitty, down to the smallest curves and details. And some of the modifications I’ve found for them…well, I won’t ruin the surprise. But best of all, there’s no physical key.” $Ash gets up and you examine the device. It definitely feels lighter than before, and almost less constrive, though that may not remain true if you started to get hard. Just as your teacher alluded to, there’s no keyhole on the device. “The only way it can open is through our thumb print.” $Ash waves her phone at you. “Good luck getting out of it now.” “Now, there is more for us to discuss, but that can wait until later. In the meantime, $Ash wanted to spend the rest of the day with you, correct?” “Yes, I was thinking it would be nice to go to the mall.” “Of course. After how well you’ve both done, you deserve a reward. You’re both dismissed.” $Ash leads you by the hand out of the classroom. [[11-4 Wear Uniform 7<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/KjrZKnX1/Mall_event.jpg]] “Why did we have to come here?” $Ash ignores your question yet again as you enter the mall. You’re perpetually looking down in order to not show your face, like you did all the way here. “I just love the mall, don’t you? There’s so much to do here. Even if I promise myself I’m only going to get one thing, I end up getting a hundred. Isn’t it just magical that something could make you lose your control like that? Well, I know you’re used to a lack of control, but I think the mall causes everyone to splash out." For the next few hours, $Ash is practically dragging you through the mall as she window shops, tries on clothing and shoes, looks at the nail art in salon windows, ponders getting the incredibly overpriced jewelry in fancily designed stores, swatches makeup on her arm and sprays perfume bottles. By the end, you’re both exhausted. “I still don’t get why you wanted to come here. We’ve been going back and forth between shops like you had no idea what you actually wanted to get.” “You don’t get it, do you? Starting tomorrow, your training is going to get much harder. And today, I’ve been trying to get you used to that. I want you to know that femininity is a beautiful thing. And now that you’ve gone out in a skirt and blouse, there’s little you can’t do. You can go out in a dress and heels, buy yourself jewelry or get a mani-pedi if you wanted to. The opportunities are as limited as you allow them to be. But if you open your mind, you’ll see that it’s a playground of fun to be had.” Crazy as it seems, her answer seems to have actually helped you. If you’re forced to go to Farrix, maybe you should get as comfortable with it as you can so that it no longer bothers you. $Ash actually has a point. “Well, that, and Miss $Gray wanted me to distract you.” //Wait, what?// [[11-4 Wear Uniform 8<-Continue][$H to $H + 2, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]

“What do you mean “she wanted you to distract me?”” “Well, before you walked into her classroom earlier, she asked me to keep you busy for a couple of hours. She even gave me 50 bucks in case I wanted to go shopping.” “But why?” $Ash shrugs “I have no clue, but it seemed like it was important so I didn’t want to upset her. But anyway, I should be heading home. And by the way, keep the outfit! It really suits you! Bye sissy!” You’re less concerned with $Ash 's public demeaning of you now, and more with whatever your teacher is planning. //Where would she be trying to keep me away from?// //…// //…// //…// //I’ve got to get home!// [[11-4 Wear Uniform 9<-Continue]]

<<set $Home to 1>>\ <<set $Fem to 50>>\ <<set $PJ4 to 1>>\ <<set $SU2 to 1>>\ <<set $House to 1>>\ Even if it does attract more attention, you’re running home now. Miss $Gray is definitely up to something, and it’s never a good thing when she is. When you do arrive home, your exhausted body rushes into the front door and opens it. In the kitchen, there are voices - two of them. You dash in to see $Hannah and Miss $Gray sharing a bottle of wine, both of them giggling. On the table in front of them is a pile of strips upon strips of clothing. “What’s…going…on?” Your lack of breath doesn’t help your authority on the matter. “Ah, you’re finally home!” “I’m glad you are, $name . We have something we need to talk to you about. You see, a few months ago, I started talking to this woman. We hit it off real quick. I’ve never fallen in love with someone so fast. It was going so well, but imagine my surprise when she turns out to be your teacher!” “I was shocked too. It was such a lucky coincidence, really.” “But…you can’t be serious!” “We are, sissy. But there’s more.” “You see, after you and your girlfriend talked to me about who you are, you being a “sissy”, I was incredibly confused, and honestly, kind of grossed out. I would have been happy not seeing you again. I almost told you to leave, but I talked to your teacher here, and she convinced me to see it otherwise. She told me about all the positive aspects of it. I didn’t quite believe her at first, but then she made me a promise - that she would help make you obedient, both at school, and here. But the only way she could do that would be…” “If I moved in!” The two women kiss. “You’re moving in!? Here!?” “That’s right sissy! What a happy family we’ll make, don’t you think?” “Miss $Gray ensures me you’ll be helping out more around the house, and around the school, right sweetie? “Yes, if you’re ever annoying in my classes, or don’t have an appropriate outfit, expect to be staying late. And don’t ever expect a ride to or from Farrix! That’d be quite unprofessional of me.” “Oh, but speaking of outfits, get used to those girly clothes of yours. Wanna take a guess whose scraps of mens’ clothing this is?” $Hannah points to the pile on the table, and you can deduce what she means. “Everything from your underwear to your school uniform - your boy one - is in tatters. We even threw your shoes out too.” “Don’t bother trying to replace them either. We’ll just do the same.” “And we’ve not even started on what we want you to start doing around the house for us.” “Perhaps we should save that for tomorrow, $Hannah . We don’t want to overload her pretty little mind.” “Hmm, good idea. For the rest of the night, let’s just let him get used to this.” “You mean her?” “Right, of course. It’ll take me a while to get used to that.” “That’s fine. You’ll be as dominant as me in no time. Now, I think you should say goodnight, $name . We’ll talk more tomorrow.” The women start talking between themselves while you stand in the doorway dumbfounded at their revelation. //What the fuck…// [[Room<-Continue][$H to 21, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]

<<return>> *Please only select one box for each question. Selecting more than one may have unintended consequences Starting money 0$ <<checkbox "$Money" 0 0 >> 50$ <<checkbox "$Money" 0 50 >> 100$ <<checkbox "$Money" 0 100 >> 200$ <<checkbox "$Money" 0 200 >> 500$ <<checkbox "$Money" 0 500 >> Relationship with $Hannah +3 <<checkbox "$HannahR" 0 3 >> + 2 <<checkbox "$HannahR" 0 2 >> + 0 <<checkbox "$HannahR" 0 0 >> - 3 <<checkbox "$HannahR" +0 -3 >> -4 <<checkbox "$HannahR" 0 -6 >> Relationship with Miss $Gray + 5 <<checkbox "$GrayR" 0 5 >> + 3 <<checkbox "$GrayR" 0 3 >> + 0 <<checkbox "$GrayR" 0 0 >> - 3 <<checkbox "$GrayR" +0 -3 >> - 5 <<checkbox "$GrayR" 0 -5 >> Relationship with $Ash + 4 <<checkbox "$AshR" 0 4 >> + 2 <<checkbox "$AshR" 0 2 >> + 0 <<checkbox "$AshR" 0 0 >> - 2 <<checkbox "$AshR" +0 -2 >> - 4 <<checkbox "$AshR" 0 -4 >> Relationship with $Jen + 3 <<checkbox "$JenR" 0 3 >> + 2 <<checkbox "$JenR" 0 2 >> + 0 <<checkbox "$JenR" 0 0 >> - 2 <<checkbox "$JenR" +0 -2 >> - 5 <<checkbox "$JenR" 0 -5 >> Stole panties from $Ash Yes <<checkbox "$Panties1" 0 1 >> No <<checkbox "$Panties1" 0 1 >> Stole Miss $Gray 's lipstick Yes <<checkbox "$StoleLipstick" 0 1 >> No <<checkbox "$StoleLipstick" 0 0 >> Spied on ballet club With a screwdriver <<checkbox "$Screwdriver" 0 1 >> With a camera <<checkbox "$BalletPorn" 0 1 >> Didn't spy on them <<checkbox "$Screwdriver" 0 0 >> How stole $Hannah's panties Stole red panties <<checkbox "$Panties2" 0 1 >> Stole white panties <<checkbox "$Panties4" 0 1 >> Stole blue panties <<checkbox "$Panties8" 0 1 >> Stole all three pairs (with Ashleigh)<<checkbox "$AshStealPanties" 0 1 >> How many times have you failed $Jen 's blackmail? 0 <<checkbox "$JenLevel" 0 0 >> 1 <<checkbox "$JenLevel" 0 1 >> 2 <<checkbox "$JenLevel" 0 2 >> 3 <<checkbox "$JenLevel" 0 3 >> 4 <<checkbox "$JenLevel" 0 4 >> 5 <<checkbox "$JenLevel" 0 5 >> 6 <<checkbox "$JenLevel" 0 6 >> 7 <<checkbox "$JenLevel" 0 7 >> 8 <<checkbox "$JenLevel" 0 8 >> Told to wear flats or butt plug Flats <<checkbox "$ShoesCOrder" 0 1 >> Butt plug <<checkbox "$ButtPlugOrder" 0 1 >> Neither <<checkbox "$SportsBraOrder" 0 0 >> Times discussed $Jen 's history 0 <<checkbox "$JenK" 0 0 >> 1 <<checkbox "$JenK" 0 1 >> 2 <<checkbox "$JenK" 0 2 >> Cracked chastity cage code Yes <<checkbox "$Code" 0 1>> No <<checkbox "$Code" 0 0>> Result of date with $Alex Passed security and watched the game <<checkbox "$AlexR" 0 3>> Got checked by security and annoyed $Alex <<checkbox "$AlexR" 0 2>> $Alex saw chastity cage <<checkbox "$AlexR" 0 3>> Result of weekend with $Ash *You can select mutiple boxes for this, as long as they are in the same path __Path 1__ Had ear pierced <<checkbox "$PiercingEar" 0 1>> Had ass tattooed <<checkbox "$TattooAssAsh" 0 1>> __Path 2__ Had belly tattooed <<checkbox "$TattooWombHeart" 0 1>> Consequence of voice training Had surgery <<checkbox "$VoiceSurgery" 0 1>> Passed without surgery <<checkbox "$Voice" 0 0>> Voice skills Level 10 <<checkbox "$Voice" 0 10>> Level 15 <<checkbox "$Voice" 0 15>> Level 20 <<checkbox "$Voice" 0 20>> Heels skill Level 5 <<checkbox "$HeelsS" 0 5>> Level 10 <<checkbox "$HeelsS" 0 10>> Level 15 <<checkbox "$HeelsS" 0 15>> Level 20 <<checkbox "$HeelsS" 0 20>> Upset $Ash Yes <<checkbox "$AshMad" 0 1>> No <<checkbox "$AshMad" 0 0>> [[Sleep<-Begin][$Day3 to 2, $Day to 79, $CC2 to 3, $Fem to 39, $Shortcut1 to 1, $Shortcut2 to 1, $Shortcut3 to 1]]

“Hey, Shauna!” She jumps as you call out for her. “Ah, $name , I wasn’t expecting to see you here!” Her face is growing redder by the second. “This is rather embarrassing” Your fellow council member was not only looking at the dildos on display, but also has one in her hand. - a rather big one. “This is for…a friend you know? Just a practical joke, haha…oh damn it. Look, just please don’t tell anyone, okay? I’ll even vote for whatever thing you’re trying to get done. No one needs to know about this, do they?” She returns the dildo to a shelf and hastily exits the store, her head turned down the rest of the way. //I wonder if she will realize what I was in here for// [[Sex store<-Continue][$M to $M + 15, $SC15 to 10]]

<<set $CC2 to 3>>\ <<set $Home to 3>>\ <<set $H to 7>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] You take your familiar journey to Farrix, wearing your male uniform. You enter room 68 while it is still mostly empty. But not only is Miss $Gray here, so is $Ash . She’s sitting at her desk, looking down. “$name , thank you for coming. I won’t be needing you to strip. I’m far too disappointed in $Ash to be evaluating your uniform today. You can just sit down and await the lesson.” Not wanting to look a gift horse in the mouth, you do as she says. Turning to $Ash , you see her sobbing, though she’s trying to stifle it. She either doesn’t want you to see her crying, or Miss $Gray . Perhaps both. On her ankle, the key that was supposedly for your chastity cage has vanished. “Since she has proven such an ineffective trainer to you, $Ash will no longer be acting as your keyholder.” Miss $Gray says matter of factly. She doesn’t even look away from her computer as she’s talking. “I’ll be changing your chastity cage later as well to ensure she loses all her control over you. Come to me after school finishes.” [[11-4 Refuse Uniform 2<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 9>><<set $M to 0>>\ <<set $Home to 3>>\ The lesson crawls by. $Ash is barely present. Whenever you look at her, she shies away. She’s the first one out of the classroom when it ends and you try to catch up with her. “Hey! $Ash !” “What do you want $name ? There’s nothing you can do that will change things now.” “Are you talking about the key?” “It’s more than just the key , $name . You don’t get it, do you? She wanted me to make you wear the uniform. Since I couldn’t make you do that, she’s taking the key back. And she’s going to make you wear a girl’s uniform anyway she can. If you had just worn it like I asked you to, we’d both be better off. Now she has both keys to our chastity devices and you’ve only delayed the inevitable. At least I actually cared about you. She doesn’t - and never will. I would have given you a reward for doing it. She will leave you no choice.” $Ash walks away, leaving you confused yet terrified. //What is Miss $Gray planning?// [[11-4 Resist Uniform 3<-Continue][$H to 16, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]

<<if $Stress gt 10>><<set $Stress to 10>><</if>>\ <<set $CC3 to 3>><<set $CC2 to 0>>\ The rest of the day blurs by, with you barely able to consider anything but how Miss $Gray is planning what $Ash said she is. When the final bell sounds, you head to your teacher’s room like you were told to. Hopefully, your worries will be calmed soon. Upon entering, Miss $Gray immediately gets up and meets you in the center of the classroom. “$Ash had told me she changed the lock of your cage. Her reasoning for a number lock was understandable, since you could have very easily copied the key I was allowing you, but this number lock is even more flawed. Fortunately, I found a solution.” She reveals a small black box from her hand. It’s a plain cube, free of any writing or pictures. Miss $Gray swiftly kneels down in front of you, and just as quickly pulls down your pants and underwear. Just like she said earlier, she doesn’t seem interested in them today. Her fingers spin at the dials on the lock. $Ash must have told her the code, since the cage springs free, liberating your penis. Your teacher then opens the box, and pulls out another chastity device, one that looks much more terrifying than your old one. The color can best be described as somewhere between black and gray. Even from the look alone, you can tell it’s much more secure than any of your prior cages. It looks harder than plastic, but not as rigid as metal. “This device was very expensive. It was specifically designed for your little clitty, down to the smallest details and curves. And some of the modifications I’ve found for them…well, I won’t ruin the surprise. But best of all, there’s no physical key.” She stands back up again and you examine the device. It definitely feels lighter than before, and almost less constrive, though that may not remain true if you started to get hard. Just as your teacher alluded to, there’s no keyhole on the device. “The only way it can open is with my fingerprint. If you somehow manage to escape from this device, I will be extremely impressed.” She returns to her desk, seemingly done with her task - without mention of a uniform. “That will be all $name , you’re dismissed.” //Huh…// [[11-4 Resist Uniform 4<-Continue][$M to $M + 30]]

You walk a confused journey home. It seems you actually won from this. $Ash no longer has your key, and while Miss $Gray isn’t terribly better, at least you can predict a disciplinarian like your teacher, not a maniac like $Ash . And with her properly locked up, she might actually understand what she put you through. And best of all? You never had to wear a girl’s uniform. $Ash must have been exaggerating all along. //After how crazy the past day has been, I can’t wait to get home and relax// [[11-4 Resist Uniform 5<-Continue]]

Your renewed calmness is immediately thrown off when you enter your house. There’s a pile of clothing - strips of it - piling high. It’s hard to identify any one item from the assembly of materials, but you think it might be… $Hannah is coming downstairs as you consider the pile. “Hey, what’s all this?” She tosses a pair of shoes on the pile, shoes you are certain are yours. “This is all of your man clothes, $name .” “What!? Why!?” “Like you and your girlfriend told me, you’re a sissy. So you shouldn’t be having any of these pants or shirts. If you want to be a woman so badly, you don’t get any of these guy clothes, you get skirts and lingerie, all the time.” “But you can’t do this, these are my clothes!” “Yes, and this is my house, and I’ve decided I don’t want any perverted men or sissies here. Just thinking about all the times you must have tried on my panties sends shivers down my spine. You repulse me, $name , and I don’t want you living here any longer. Take your dildos and your deplorable stash of lingerie and leave.” “What!? Where am I supposed to go!?” “Ask your girlfriend. She’s just as fucked up as you, so I’m sure you’ll grow old together, but I want no part of your screwed life.” <<if $HannahR gt -1>>She stomps upstairs, slamming her bedroom door behind her. From the way she was screaming at you, she’s serious, maybe enough to even call the police if you stay.<<elseif $HannahR gt -6>>She stomps upstairs. “And you were an awful housemate and stepbrother. Now piss off.” She slams her bedroom door behind her. From the way she was screaming at you, she’s serious, maybe enough to even call the police if you stay.<<elseif $HannahR lt -5>>She stomps upstairs. “And you were the worst housemate and stepbrother. I bet your parents are glad they don’t have to live with you anymore. Now piss off.” She slams her bedroom door behind her. From the way she was screaming at you, she’s serious, maybe enough to even call the police if you stay.<</if>> Deciding what to do, you look at the heap of clothing. All your underwear, pants, shirts and jackets are destroyed. The only masculine clothes you own now are the ones you are wearing. //$Hannah was right. There’s only one person I can ask for help.// It's a bitter pill to be forced to swallow, but you dial $Ash on your phone. [[11-4 Resist Uniform 6<-Continue][$M to $M + 30, $Stress to $Stress + 4]]

<<if $Stress gt 10>><<set $Stress to 10>><</if>>\ “What do you want?” She still sounds depressed at today’s events, feeling betrayed by you and Miss $Gray . You explain how $Hannah is kicking you out, how she’s destroyed your male clothes, and how you need a place to stay. “So you’re asking to live with me?” “Well, yes…just for a while.” She’s silent for a moment before replying. “Okay…yeah…that’s fine! I’ll be around in a minute to help you bring your stuff.” //Her mood certainly shifted fast// True to her word, she arrives quickly, as though your call reinvigorated her energy for life. “Damn, she really did a number on your clothes, huh? And that’s all your male stuff?” “All except this” you shrug, waving your hands at your current uniform. “Well, let’s pack up your girl clothes and leave.” You box and bag the rest of your belongings with $Ash . Collecting all your girl clothing, shoes and everything else. “Come on $name . Let’s head home - to our home.” What may have been your last ever conversation with $Hannah was sadly an exhibition of her disgust for you, but there were some great times you had together. Though you don’t plan on voicing this, you could very easily blame $Ash for forcing you to tell $Hannah about your feminine side. [[11-4 Resist Uniform 7<-Continue][$H to $H + 4]]

<<if $StorageCloset is 0>><<set $C5 to 3>><<elseif $StorageCloset is 1>><<set $C5 to 7>><</if>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] For the next few hours $Ash and you talk about your new life together while she moves around things in her room to make space for your own stuff. “I can’t believe $Hannah would do this. I mean, you must have been a delight to live with, but she doesn’t like that you’re a sissy? That’s the only reason? That’s so unfair of her. I promise, you’ll be much safer here. You wouldn’t want to be living with someone that cruel anyway.” “Thank you $Ash , this means a lot. I’m sure I won’t be here too long.” “Don’t worry about that” $Ash assures you. “My house is yours now. But I do expect you to be contributing to it though. There’s lots of chores that need to be done that I can’t get around to. And I might have to put in place some rules if it means a better life for us. That’s fair, right?” “Of course.” You’re incredibly grateful for her allowing you to be here, so no house rules should be an issue. “Great. First of all, I don’t want any men’s clothing in this house at all. So when you take off that outfit tonight, I’m throwing it straight in the trash.” //Gulp// “And any other male things you buy will be joining it, so don’t waste your money. I’m still trying to make you the best sissy you can be, so you can wear the spare girl’s uniform I have. You’ll want to buy yourself some more clothes from the mall as well. Now that you’ve got no choice but to wear feminine things, you might as well make it easier on yourself and not wear the same things everyday. You can handle all this, can’t you?” “Sure.” The word thankfully slips out of your mouth before you have a chance to argue with her. “Great. I’m sure we’ll live together just fine. Now, there’s enough space in the closet for your clothes and shoes, as well as mine. You can use that old drawer I have lying around for your lingerie. I do have a vanity table with boat loads of makeup, though we do have different styles, so I think we should keep our cosmetics separate. But we can share everything else…including the bed. ” You two strip down and get ready to go to sleep. True to her word, she gathers all your male clothes and tosses them, leaving you no choice of what to wear to Farrix tomorrow. Slipping under the sheets, your bodies are intimately entwined, but with your chastity cage tapping on her chastity belt, it seems neither of you will be doing anything sexual anytime soon. [[Sleep<-...][$UnderwearUn to 1, $BraUn to 1, $HosieryUn to 1, $GarterUn to 1, $ShoesUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1]]

<<set $BDSM to 1>>\ <<set $PJ4 to 1>>\ <<set $H to 7>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] Your slumber ends and your eyes awake to the stunning sight of $Ash, holding a tray of breakfast items in her hands. You sit up and allow her to put it on your lap. “Good morning. How’d you sleep sissy?” You mumble some passive answer with your mouth full of cereal. Far better than morning television, $Ash lets you observe her dressing for school. Milk almost drools out your mouth while she puts on her pantyhose and uniform. When she’s done, she plants her beautiful skirted butt on the chair of her vanity table, and begins putting on makeup. “It would have been much easier if you had just worn the outfit for me yesterday. But now things have to change. Not just between me and you, $name , but between me and Miss $Gray . She has control over both of our chastity devices, which is unacceptable. I plan on changing that.” “How are you going to do that?” “It’s not as simple as a metal key anymore. These devices have no marks or branding, and $Gray said they’re custom made. But if we can find out where they come from, we might be able to find a way out of them. I’ll look more into it later. But I will get revenge on $Gray for screwing me over, and locking me in this thing.” “Can I help?” You’re just as eager as $Ash to get out of your chastity device, even if you’ve been in one for much longer. “I’m sure I will need your help sissy. Let me handle the thinking part of this though. If I have a lead, I’ll let you know and we can figure it out from there. Until then, we act like model students. Understood?” She looks over, and you nod out of agreement, not compliance (for once). “Excellent. And a model student wears her uniform, doesn’t she?” $Ash reaches into her closet, and tosses your outfit for the day before searching in your lingerie drawers. “I think I should be in charge of what you wear today. Hmm…Can’t go wrong with these.” She tosses a pair of black pantyhose on top of the uniform. “These are pretty, and were a very generous gift from me.” A pair of pink panties join the collection of clothing on the bed. “Now, for a bra.” <<if $Bra8 is 0 and $Bra2 is 0 and $Bra3 is 0 and $Bra4 is 0 and $Bra5 is 0 and $Bra6 is 0>>”No real bras, huh sissy? That is a shame. It would be improper to not wear one with your tits. But whose fault is that? You’ll just have to suffer and wonder if everyone’s staring at your nipples.\ <<else>>”You’ve got some nice ones, but I think I know what’s perfect.” She buries into her own collection of lingerie, and fishes out a pink brassiere, which looks incredibly similar to the panties. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/XY4y4WX0/Bra-pink.png]] “It is a matching set, after all.<</if>> Now get dressed, we don’t want to be late.” You put on the undergarments like you’re accustomed to, before the skirt and blouse. In the mirror, it’s hard to say you’re convincing, but it’s better to be humiliated looking like this than it is to live on the streets, which is a bold statement to make when anyone has yet to see you like this. “You look delicious babe. Don’t forget these.” $Ash tosses your flats at you and, hand in hand, you leave. <<if $Bra8 is 0 and $Bra2 is 0 and $Bra3 is 0 and $Bra4 is 0 and $Bra5 is 0 and $Bra6 is 0>>[[11-5 Resist Uniform 2<-Continue][$SUBlue to 1, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1, $PantiesA to 1, $PantyhoseA to 1, $ShoesC to 1]]<<else>>[[11-5 Resist Uniform 2<-Continue][$SUBlue to 1, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1, $PantiesA to 1, $PantyhoseA to 1, $ShoesC to 1, $Bra1 to 1, $BraA to 1]]<</if>>

<<set $M to 45>>The walk to Farrix is nerve inducing, but not as much as you thought it would be. $Ash ‘s palm locked with yours gives you comfort. In some ways, it’s liberating being forced to wear the Farrix girl’s uniform. When $Ash asked you to wear it, you had a choice - a choice which gave you stress to think about. Today though, you don’t have a choice. There’s no risk of paralysis of analysis if you’re forced into doing this, so you might as well try and enjoy it if you can. And with the cool air hitting your legs and reaching up to your crotch, it’s hard not to enjoy it a little. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] You and $Ash walk into Farrix and then to room 68, where Miss $Gray is still looking at her computer. “$name , let us actu…” Her train of thought derails at seeing you in the school uniform. “You look...beautiful. Allow me to congratulate you on having the confidence to wear such a beautiful garment out in public. Your months of feminization are beginning to pay off.” Her wide smile turns sour at $Ash ‘s entrance. “It's a shame you couldn't get her to wear this outfit, isn't it?” $Ash bites her tongue. “Indeed, Miss $Gray . I hope me being early as well isn’t an issue, is it? I feel we’re a bit beyond me being forced out of the classroom when I know what’s going on.” “No, I don’t suppose it is an issue. Now, let’s not delay your underwear inspection, $name . With that skirt, it’s even more important to not wear men’s underwear. Could you imagine how inappropriate it would be if someone looked up your skirt only to see boxers?” She leaves her desk and stands in front of you, allowing you to pull down your skirt and raise up your blouse. “Delightful lingerie, and they’re matching too. You’re excelling, $name .” On the outskirts of your peripheral vision, you can see $Ash grin. <<if $ShaveLegs gt 6>>”Though your legs definitely need to be shaved, especially if you’re going to be wearing a skirt more often.” She smirks in $Ash ‘s direction.<</if>> “That will be all for today, you may take a seat.” After reequipping your clothes, you do as she says. $Ash smiles at you while the class fills up a few minutes later. [[11-5 Resist Uniform 3<-Continue][$H to 8, $M to 0]]

It’s hard to gauge if other students have noticed your choice of uniform when you can only see the back of their heads. But as the classes starts, continues, and ends, you’re sure some of the girls behind you must have realized your lack of pants. $Ash says goodbye at the end of the lesson, promising to meet you at home, as well as reminding you how good you look. $Gray gives you a smile of encouragement that you’re doing well. You can only hope the rest of the day goes as well as the first hour did, with little in the way of derision or belittlement. [[11-5 Resist Uniform 4<-Continue][$H to 16]]

<<set $Home to 3>>\ <<set $Stress to $Stress + 2>><<if $Stress gt 10>><<set $Stress to 10>><</if>>\ <<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>><<if $Horny gt 10>><<set $Horny to 10>><</if>>\ <<set $GrayLunchFail to 0>>\ <<set $Fem to 50>>\ <<set $SU2 to 1>>\ The rest of the day, sadly, does not go without derision or belittlement. You can feel their judging eyes upon you throughout your classes - their whispers as you’re walking through the corridors, their jokes that they don’t think you can hear. <<if $ShaveLegs lt 7>>”Oh my god, look at his legs!”<<else>>”Eww, look at his leg hair beneath his pantyhose!”<</if>> “What do you think he’s wearing under that skirt?” “His girlfriend definitely pegs him.” “Girlfriend? Yeah, right!” Gratefully, the day does end. After hours of humiliation, you figure you don’t have to go straight home. After all, you’re going to have to get used to wearing girls’ clothes. [[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] <<if $Stress gt 9>>You feel too stressed to not go straight home<</if>>\ <<if $Stress lt 10 and $A gt 0>>[[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>>

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/G3Qn6PC5/Heels-Training.jpg]] <<if $HeelS lt 3>>You slip on your high heels, assuming walking in them is a grossly exaggerated feat, which makes it all the more embarrassing when you slip after one step. Your knees scream from the fall, as does your nose, but you pick yourself back up again. This time, with a smaller gait. Being able to parade around at a snail’s crawl is surprisingly encouraging, but you know you’re nowhere near close enough to the proficiency Miss $Gray demands. Regardless, it’s an hour well spent at the basics of walking in heels, even if it is, for the most part, a lesson in not being over confident.\ <<elseif $HeelsS lt 6>>Rather than attempt this without help, you elect to be a little smarter. Loading up some videos, you watch several drag queens explain their tips on how to best walk in high heels. While you do get slightly distracted by their other videos of “Top Ten Easiest Drag Looks For Beginners” and “Where To Buy Your First Wig”, the videos are largely helpful. Now when you slip on your high heels, you’re a bit more confident, and manage to go marginally faster than a snail. //Woo. Progress//\ <<elseif $HeelsS lt 9>>Despite the hours you’ve spent training to get better, it’s still a frustrating effort. You want to, and do end up taking off the heels and throwing them against the wall. Inevitably though, you strap them back on to try again. //Left…right…left…r….owww// You can only plummet nose first to the floor so many times before giving up for the day.\ <<elseif $HeelsS lt 12>>After cursing yourself for wasting so many hours trying to do this, you finally seem to be getting somewhere with your heels. You can walk at a somewhat competent pace in them. And while you know you don’t look confident, it’s much better than you were before you started. After placing one foot in front of the other for an hour, you manage to pick up the pace enough to walk almost at full speed.\ <<elseif $HeelsS lt 15>>Slipping on your heels, you can walk at a normal pace without almost any warm up. You walk around the house in them, on carpet and hardwood. You can lunge in them, squat in them, sit down and get up elegantly in them. You picture Miss $Gray , and all the motions she must do during the day and try to mimic them, like bending over to check answers, or walking up flights of stairs in them. Walking up with heels on is one thing, but down is a lot more terrifying, since your weight is leaning forward anyway, the slightest push would send you flying like a domino. Regardless, your confidence blooms with every minute spent in the shoes.\ <<elseif $HeelsS lt 20>>To cement your confidence in being able to wear heels, you figure you have to keep pushing yourself, so for the next hour you do a variety of bizarre kicks and pirouettes. Despite all the movement, you try to keep your planted leg still. And when you can do that while kicking at knee height, you move up to waist height, and then to chest, before deciding shoulder height is impossible without any prior flexibility training. The hour leaves you with a founded sense of confidence in your balance. Even when you take off your heels, you can maintain your equilibrium throughout movements that would have knocked your steadiness off just a month ago.\ <<else>>After hours of training, you can finally say it. You’ve mastered walking in high heels! But not just walking, every other movement a woman would need throughout the day. And while you have a newfound respect for business women who have to wear heels from 9 to 5, being able to say you can do it too is deeply pleasing.<</if>> [[Closet<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $Stress to $Stress + 1, $HeelsTrained to 1, $HeelsS to $HeelsS + 1]]

<<set $H to 7>>\ ”Hi sweetie, how are you feeling?” Mistress $Ash has again entered your room during your slumber, a welcome surprise to start your day. She tears open the curtains to let in the warm sunlight, revealing it to be a hot, clear day. “A great day to wear a skirt, wouldn’t you agree? Now come on, strip and we’ll get you ready.” Mistress $Ash pulls out a Farrix uniform from her bag. The blue flared skirt and white sailor blouse are identical in style to what all students wear to Farrix. And today, it’s what you wear too. You’re not sure how you know this, but in your heart, you know you must. “Hurry up and get dressed, we wouldn’t want to be late for $Gray .” Mistress $Ash ‘s mothering of you is as welcome as always, so you follow her commands. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/MKy69hyq/Uniform_-_blue.png]] “What should I wear underneath the uniform, Mistress?” “Oh right, my bad. I was so excited I forgot about your lingerie! Let me see what I have to decide from.” She starts rummaging through your drawers. A pile of hosiery and panties form behind her as though she were a dog digging a hole. It’s a pleasant sight once you consider how you’ll have to tidy up her mess later. “This would be nice, but this is even better! But wait, they wouldn’t match with these. Hmmm. Aha, these are perfect, and so fitting, don’t you think?” She holds in her hands a pair of pink panties - her pink panties that she wanted you to wear so long ago! “I just think it would be too perfect if the thing that got you to wear that skirt and blouse was under it!” “Go ahead and put them on.” She pitches the underwear at you, and it lands humiliatingly on your face, where it remains until you remove it. After you slide them up your legs, you await further instructions. “Here, catch.” Her next thrown item is a pair of sheer black pantyhose. You couldn’t be happier. Everytime she tells you to put something on is another chance to do as your told. And hopefully, wearing the uniform to school will make her happiest of all. “You’re going to have to be faster than that sissy.” The hose land gently on your feet. “Just make sure to not go too fast. I’d rather be late than rock up with a ladder in my pantyhose.” After once again following instructions, Mistress $Ash evaluates your legs. <<if $ShaveLegs gt 7>>”Ugh, I could throw up at the sight of that body hair. If only we had time to shave them. Oh well, you’re only going to feel silly with that look, but it’s your fault.” You curse yourself for disappointing her.\ <<elseif $ShaveLegs gt 2>>”It’s nice to see you’re keeping on top of your shaving. Still, for a moment like this, I would have made sure they were devoid of hair.”\ <<else>>”Those are some really sexy legs you’re rocking girl. Make sure to keep shaving them.”<</if>> “Now we can’t forget about a bra, can we? Let’s see what selection we have here.” Opening up your last underwear drawer, $Ash considers the selection. <<if $Bra8 is 0 and $Bra2 is 0 and $Bra3 is 0 and $Bra4 is 0 and $Bra5 is 0 and $Bra6 is 0>>”No real bras, huh sissy? That is a shame. It would be improper to not wear one with your tits. But whose fault is that? You’ll just have to suffer and wonder if everyone’s staring at your nipples.” //Stupid sissy…stupid, stupid, stupid!//\ <<else>>”Hmmm, they’re nice, but I don’t think they’ll quite match the look I want to go for. Fortunately, I planned for this.” She returns to her bag, pulling out another feminine item of clothing. This time, it’s a pink bra. “Just like your pretty panties! Let me help you with it.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/XY4y4WX0/Bra-pink.png]] Mistress $Ash walks behind you, puts the cups around your chest and clips the bra hooks at the back. After tugging it a bit higher, she helps your arms find their way through the straps. “Perfect, matching underwear, just like a real woman!” //I’m so lucky to have such a generous woman to serve.<</if>> “Finally, you’re ready for the uniform of Farrix Academy for Girls in all its glory.” She hands you the blouse first. The two of you keep loving eye contact as it’s slipped over your head and you put your arms through the holes. “And the skirt.” Daintly, you point your toes and step into it, delicately pulling it up your legs. It glides across your pantyhose before resting on your hips, ending just where your blouse begins. Still locked in each others’ eyes, you zip it up. Mistress $Ash looks like she’s breathing heavier now, as though an orgasm were building just by seeing you like this. “You are…so..hot.” Lips lock instead of eyes. She controls your movement, grabbing you by the back of the head and keeping you there. There’s passion in your mouths now, as though she weren’t feeling it before, like she was forcing it. Her crotch grinds into yours and moans seep through the lubricated seal of your lips. “Thank you, $name . Thank you for making my fantasy come true. Come to school with me, and you actually might make me cum!” //I can’t believe it! Mistress $Ash kissed me!// “I’ll be waiting outside. Put on some shoes and grab a bite to eat if you need to - you’ve got a long day ahead. Come meet me when you’re ready.” She leaves you alone, giving you a chance to complete the outfit. You select the flats over your gross man shoes without a second thought before reading downstairs. <<if $Bra8 is 0 and $Bra2 is 0 and $Bra3 is 0 and $Bra4 is 0 and $Bra5 is 0 and $Bra6 is 0>>[[11-4 Hypno 2<-Continue][$PJUn to 1, $GarterUn to 1, $BraUn to 1, $SUBlue to 1, $SUBlack to 0, $SUPink to 0, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1, $PantiesM to 0, $PantiesA to 1, $PantiesB to 0, $PantiesC to 0, $PantiesD to 0, $PantiesE to 0, $PantiesF to 0, $PantiesG to 0, $PantiesH to 0, $PantiesI to 0, $PantiesJ to 0, $PantiesK to 0, $PantiesL to 0, $PantiesM to 0, $PantiesN to 0, $PantiesO to 0, $ThongA to 0, $ThongB to 0, $ThongC to 0, $ThongD to 0, $ThongE to 0, $GarterPantiesA to 0, $GarterPantiesB to 0, $GarterPantiesC to 0, $GarterPantiesD to 0, $GarterPantiesE to 0, $SocksM to 0, $TightsA to 0, $TightsB to 0, $TightsC to 0, $TightsD to 0, $TightsE to 0, $PantyhoseA to 1, $PantyhoseB to 0, $PantyhoseC to 0,$PantyhoseD to 0, $PantyhoseE to 0, $PantyhoseF to 0, $PantyhoseG to 0, $PantyhoseH to 0, $PantyhoseI to 0, $PantyhoseJ to 0, $StockingsA to 0, $StockingsB to 0, $StockingsC to 0, $StockingsD to 0, $StockingsE to 0, $StockingsF to 0, $StockingsG to 0, $StockingsH to 0, $StockingsI to 0, $StockingsJ to 0, $ShoesC to 1, $ShoesA to 0, $ShoesB to 0, $ShoesC to 1, $ShoesD to 0, $ShoesE to 0, $ShoesF to 0]]<<else>>[[11-4 Hypno 2<-Continue][$PJUn to 1, $GarterUn to 1, $SUBlue to 1, $SUBlack to 0, $SUPink to 0, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1, $ShoesC to 1, $PantiesM to 0, $PantiesA to 1, $PantiesB to 0, $PantiesC to 0, $PantiesD to 0, $PantiesE to 0, $PantiesF to 0, $PantiesG to 0, $PantiesH to 0, $PantiesI to 0, $PantiesJ to 0, $PantiesK to 0, $PantiesL to 0, $PantiesM to 0, $PantiesN to 0, $PantiesO to 0, $ThongA to 0, $ThongB to 0, $ThongC to 0, $ThongD to 0, $ThongE to 0, $GarterPantiesA to 0, $GarterPantiesB to 0, $GarterPantiesC to 0, $GarterPantiesD to 0, $GarterPantiesE to 0, $SocksM to 0, $TightsA to 0, $TightsB to 0, $TightsC to 0, $TightsD to 0, $TightsE to 0, $PantyhoseA to 1, $PantyhoseB to 0, $PantyhoseC to 0,$PantyhoseD to 0, $PantyhoseE to 0, $PantyhoseF to 0, $PantyhoseG to 0, $PantyhoseH to 0, $PantyhoseI to 0, $PantyhoseJ to 0, $StockingsA to 0, $StockingsB to 0, $StockingsC to 0, $StockingsD to 0, $StockingsE to 0, $StockingsF to 0, $StockingsG to 0, $StockingsH to 0, $StockingsI to 0, $StockingsJ to 0, $BraA to 1, $Bra1 to 1, $ShoesC to 1]]<</if>>

As Mistress $Ash suggested, you head into the kitchen for a quick bite to eat, only for $Hannah to be sat at the table, looking at you as you enter the room. “Oh…hey.” The words timidly leave your mouth like a child caught in a lie. “Hey, $name .” She observes you and your outfit. “You look…you’re going to school like that?” “Yeah, Mistress $Ash suggested it.” “Mistress?” She pauses, giving you a look somewhere between confused and concerned. “Right. Well if that’s what you want to do, I can’t stop you. But you’re sure about this, right?” “Yes, I am.” “And you’re serious about what you said before, aren’t you? About you being a…”sissy.”” “Yes, I was.” “Okay then.” The abrupt end to the conversation makes you not care about the food anymore. There’s tension in the air between you two. While there are many girls in your life who either support or have shown to not care that much about you being feminine, $Hannah doesn’t seem to understand it. Perhaps Mistress $Ash making you tell her about it ruined your friendship. While that is unfortunate, your goddess knows best. You leave the house and meet Mistress $Ash outside. [[11-4 Hypno 3<-Continue][$M to 30, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]

<<if $Stress gt 10>><<set $Stress to 10>><</if>>\ “There you are. Shall we head off?” She takes the lead and starts walking before you even reply. Two girls in their uniforms. No doubt that from behind, that’s what the two of you look like. Best friends, sisters perhaps, who matched outfits together, who do each other’s makeup, have sleepovers, and talk about boys. It’s insulting to your Mistress that people might think that, you believe - that they may consider you equals. It is certainly a warm day. The air flows calmly around you, not enough to distract you, but enough to notice. It flows up your skirt, which raises slightly to the power of the wind, exposing even more of your nylon covered legs. It touches your skin through the thin material of the blouse in a way you’re not used to. Almost as if your top half were naked, but giving you just enough protection to be sure of your modesty. You observe how Mistress $Ash walks. Even if her skirt is flapping around in the wind, she doesn’t seem concerned with it giving someone a view up her legs. She walks daintier than you, taking smaller steps. She fixes her hair occasionally when the wind takes away from its perfection. “Farrix does allow you to wear socks with a skirt, but I always found that look a little trashy, you know? Even if they can match your skirt, they seem out of place to me. And why would you want to wear them when you can wear pantyhose or stockings instead?” “I agree, such a beautiful uniform deserves more refined underwear.” Mistress $Ash smiles at you, impressed by your response. You’ve yet to run into anyone on your journey. The few people that have been about were on the other side of the road, or commuting in cars. But the closer you get to Farrix, the more you know that will change. You’re running later than normal. Not late for the other students, but for your inspection with Miss $Gray . But it’s hard to care about that when you’re in the presence of Mistress $Ash . “The bow on these blouses are mostly cute, but you’ll want to make sure it’s straight throughout the day. It’s quite embarrassing to realize it’s not.” “I hadn’t considered that, thank you for the advice, Mistress.” You two are almost there now, and foot traffic is increasing rapidly as smaller streets converge into bigger ones, like the one you’re on. “And now that you’re not wearing pants, you’ll want to be mindful of getting your pantyhose caught on something. They tear incredibly easily. Before you know it, a minor ladder can stretch into a massive rip that is incredibly embarrassing. The school uniform policy doesn’t allow for such styles, so I like to keep a spare pair on me at all times.” “What a great idea.” //Mistress $Ash always has those// You’re walking into Farrix now, through the gates with the hundreds of other students who all wear skirts and blouses. The unidirectional approach means not many people have looked at your face yet, which is almost a shame, since Mistress $Ash no doubt would prefer that. Why else would she make you come here in the uniform? After entering the building, you head to your home room of 68, and get ready to walk in. [[11-4 Hypno 4<-......][$M to 0, $H to 8]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] The class is still settling, something you’re not used to walking in on. No one seems to make eye contact with you, or have even recognized it’s you. Mistress $Ash sits down next to you, as normal. You’re certain those seated behind you would have clocked that $name was wearing a skirt and blouse. You had not looked towards the front until now, but you now see that your teacher is staring directly at you. And when she realizes that you’re looking at her, she begins to smile. Not a devious grin like you’re used to seeing, or the formality of a smile that she gives to other teachers, but a genuinely comforting look. One that makes it seem like she actually cares about you. Just before she starts talking to the class, she gives you a small nod. “Okay class…today we’re covering….” Once your teacher starts you off on your task, Mistress $Ash keeps whispering things to you. It’s frustrating that you can’t be seated right even closer to her - the thought of mishearing her advice pains you. “By the way, you might want to keep your legs together. Someone might be able to see your panties.” Recognising that your legs were in fact spread apart, you thank her for her stupendous advice. Your teacher is patrolling the room, helping puzzled students. Eventually, she finds her way to the middle of the classroom, next to Mistress $Ash and you . “$Ash , you're doing well.” “Don’t I always?” “Perhaps, but you can always do better. I, for instance, would have this part done a long time ago.” “Well then it’s a shame you wanted me to do it, isn’t it? Why was that again?” “As always $Ash , you can excel, but your attitude brings you down. Come see me after school for detention.” Your teacher’s attention switches to you. “You’re doing very well too. In fact, I could not be prouder; you’re excelling at this. Come see me after school as well.” The class finishes, and as you’re leaving, you notice some of the gazes you’re getting. They’re trying to be subtle, but you aren’t fooled. Mistress $Ash walks out with you, holding your hand. “Don’t worry about what they think. They’re just jealous they don’t have a Mistress like me. Aren’t you glad you have such a generous goddess to serve?” “Of course Mistress, I just wish I could show my gratitude more.” “You’re doing your best sissy. After all, you are wearing that uniform for me. Sadly, you won’t get to see me again until the end of the day. See you then.” She skips off, dancing away to her next class. This is without a shadow of a doubt, the happiest you've ever seen her. //I’m happy I made her happy// [[11-4 Hypno 5<-Continue][$H to 14]]

By the tail end of the day, you’re feeling slightly different. It’s hard to put your finger on, but you’re becoming more aware of people’s perceptions of you, how they judge you when they notice your clothes. Painfully, it seems like the longer you’re away from Mistress $Ash , the more you care about yourself. //I hate these selfish desires. I just want to be near Mistress $Ash again.// As the fog in your mind clears over the hours since you last saw her, you try to think objectively about what you’re doing, where you are, and what you’re wearing. Your barely covered legs feel sexy in their exposed pantyhose, and having more of your arms open to contact makes you feel touched from more angles than what you’re used to. And it’s freeing to not have to worry about your nylon ankles being exposed, or your panties popping out beneath an untucked shirt. [[11-4 Hypno 6<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 16>>\ <<set $CC3 to 3>><<set $CC2 to 0>>\ The final bell of the day sounds, and you’re relieved at finally being able to see Mistress $Ash once more. When you walk into room 68, your goddess is already in there, talking with Miss $Gray . “There you are” your domineering teacher yells across the room. “Let me compliment you on having the confidence to wear the girl’s uniform to school. The way $Ash tells it, you were more than willing to, which is exactly the result I wanted to hear when I gave her your key.” “And I appreciated your assistance in training her, Miss $Gray .” It’s sad that Mistress $Ash has to pretend to be obedient to your teacher as well. You know she deserves better. And everytime Miss $Gray omits the “Mistress” in goddess’ title, you want to correct her. “In light of her success, we’ve agreed to alter the terms of our relationship with you. $Ash will take full control of ensuring your continued feminization. I will step in if necessary, but I don’t expect it will be. As before, any infractions against your standard of uniform will be punished, but now in new ways. I’ll be elaborating on that later. As $Ash has proved herself to be a capable Mistress to you, I will no longer require her to wear her own chastity belt.” “I have to say though, it was interesting to see it from the perspective of a wearer.” //How could she ever force Mistress to wear it?// “Additionally, $Ash made the point to me that you could have very easily copied the key that I gave you. While I am glad she raised this oversight, her own lock is flawed too.” “Miss $Gray has told me that with enough persistence, you could have very easily found the combination, and have let yourself out whenever you wanted.” <<if $Code is 1>>//I can’t believe I wasted so many hours trying to break out of my chastity cage when Mistress $Ash was in control of it. I could have spent that time worshiping her!//<<else>>//Why would I ever break out of Mistress’ cage?//<</if>> “In light of this, we will be locking your clitty in a new chastity cage. $Ash , would you like to do the honors?” Approaching them, your teacher hands her a black box. It’s small enough to handle with one hand, and terrifyingly, it’s free of any kind of patterns or wording on the side. Mistress $Ash kneels down in front of you. In one swift motion, she’s dropped your skirt, your pantyhose and your underwear. She spins the tiny dials on the lock until they match the combination. After unhooking it, the cage springs free. Mistress $Ash takes both the cage and the ring, before opening up the mysterious black box. Inside a mess of protective transparent paper is another chastity device. The color can best be described as somewhere between black and gray. Your goddess removes it from the box. Even from the look alone, you can tell it’s much more secure than any of your prior cages. It looks harder than plastic, but not as rigid as metal. “You’d be surprised what you can get if you look hard enough.” Miss $Gray chirps while Mistress locks it on your genitalia. “Specifically designed for your clitty, down to the smallest curves and details. And some of the modifications I’ve found for them…well, I won’t ruin the surprise. But best of all, there’s no physical key.” Mistress $Ash gets up and you examine the device. It definitely feels lighter than before, and almost less constrive, though that may not remain true if you started to get hard. Just as your teacher alluded to, there’s no keyhole on the device. “The only way it can open is through our thumb print.” Your queen waves her phone at you. “Good luck getting out of it now.” “Now, there is more for us to discuss, but that can wait until later. In the meantime, $Ash wanted to spend the rest of the day with you, correct?” “Yes, I was thinking it would be nice to go to the mall.” “Of course. After how well you’ve both done, you deserve a reward. You’re both dismissed.” //More time with goddess? This is the best day ever!// Mistress $Ash leads you by the hand out of the classroom. [[11-4 Hypno 7<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/KjrZKnX1/Mall_event.jpg]] Mistress $Ash has led you to the mall, though you’re unsure why. Fortunately though, now you’re back in her presence, the many gazes of people judging you doesn’t bother you. “I just love the mall, don’t you? There’s so much to do here. Even if I promise myself I’m only going to get one thing, I end up getting a hundred. Isn’t it just magical that something could make you lose your control like that? Well, I know you’re used to a lack of control, but I think the mall causes everyone to splash out.” It’s strange to hear about goddess losing power, even if for a moment, but there’s something else that concerns you more. “How often do you shop here? I’d love to pay for you.” Your queen laughs at your response. “Oh would you? I guess my hypnosis worked better than I thought it did.” //Hypnosis?// “Well, that is a generous offer, sissy, but sometimes I need to shop alone. Otherwise my surprises wouldn’t be surprises, would they?” For the next few hours, Mistress $Ash is practically dragging you through the mall as she window shops, tries on clothing and shoes, looks at the nail art in salon windows, ponders getting the incredibly overpriced jewelry in fancily designed stores, swatches makeup on her arm and sprays perfume bottles. By the end, you’re both exhausted. No matter how many shops you go to though, Mistress $Ash consistently rejects your offers to pay for her. In fact, she ends up buying nothing at all. “As much as I love spending time with you, Mistress, I’m slightly confused. Why did we come here?” “You don’t get it, do you? Starting tomorrow, your training is going to get much harder. And today, I’ve been trying to get you used to that. I want you to know that femininity is a beautiful thing. And now that you’ve gone out in a skirt and blouse, there’s little you can’t do. You can go out in a dress and heels, buy yourself jewelry or get a mani-pedi if you wanted to. The opportunities are as limited as you allow them to be. But if you open your mind, you’ll see that it’s a playground of fun to be had. And you don’t just have to do it when your goddess is around. You can do it all the time!” //What a great idea. If Mistress $Ash wants me to be feminine, she would be so pleased if she saw me in a dress without her asking.// “Well, that, and Miss $Gray wanted me to distract you.” //Wait, what?// [[11-4 Hypno 8<-Continue][$H to $H + 2, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]

“What do you mean “she wanted you to distract me?”” “Well, before you walked into her classroom earlier, she asked me to keep you busy for a couple of hours. She even gave me 50 bucks in case I wanted to go shopping.” “But why?” Your queen shrugs “I have no clue, but it seemed like it was important so I didn’t want to upset her. But anyway, I should be heading home. And by the way, keep the outfit! It really suits you! Bye sissy!” You’d love to spend more time with Mistress, but if she dismissed you, then you can worry about whatever it is Miss $Gray is planning. //Where would she be trying to keep me away from?// //…// //…// //…// //I’ve got to get home!// [[11-4 Hypno 9<-Continue]]

<<set $Home to 2>>\ <<set $Fem to 50>>\ <<set $PJ4 to 1>>\ <<set $SU2 to 1>>\ <<set $House to 1>>\ Despite your exhaustion from hours of feigned shopping, you’re now sprinting home. Miss $Gray is definitely up to something, and it’s never a good thing when she is. When arrive home, your exhausted body rushes into the front door and opens it. In the kitchen, there are voices - two of them. You dash in to see $Hannah and Miss $Gray sharing a bottle of wine, both of them giggling. On the table in front of them is a pile of strips upon strips of clothing. “What’s…going…on?” Your lack of breath doesn’t help your authority on the matter. “Ah, you’re finally home!” “I’m glad you are, $name . We have something we need to talk to you about. You see, a few months ago, I started talking to this woman. We hit it off real quick. I’ve never fallen in love with someone so fast. It was going so well, but imagine my surprise when she turns out to be your teacher!” “I was shocked too. It was such a lucky coincidence, really.” “But…you can’t be serious!” “We are, sissy. But there’s more.” “You see, after you and your girlfriend talked to me about who you are, you being a “sissy”, I was incredibly confused, and honestly, kind of grossed out. I would have been happy not seeing you again. I almost told you to leave, but I talked to your teacher here, and she convinced me to see it otherwise. She told me about all the positive aspects of it. I didn’t quite believe her at first, but then she made me a promise - that she would help make you obedient, both at school, and here. But the only way she could do that would be…” “If I moved in!” The two women kiss. “You’re moving in!? Here!?” “That’s right sissy! What a happy family we’ll make, don’t you think?” “Miss $Gray ensures me you’ll be helping out more around the house, and around the school, right sweetie? “Yes, if you’re ever annoying in my classes, or don’t have an appropriate outfit, expect to be staying late. And don’t ever expect a ride to or from Farrix! That’d be quite unprofessional of me.” “Oh, but speaking of outfits, get used to those girly clothes of yours. Wanna take a guess whose scraps of mens’ clothing this is?” $Hannah points to the pile on the table, and you can deduce what she means. “Everything from your underwear to your school uniform - your boy one - is in tatters. We even threw your shoes out too.” “Don’t bother trying to replace them either. We’ll just do the same.” “And we’ve not even started on what we want you to start doing around the house for us.” “Perhaps we should save that for tomorrow, $Hannah . We don’t want to overload her pretty little mind.” “Hmm, good idea. For the rest of the night, let’s just let him get used to this.” “You mean her?” “Right, of course. It’ll take me a while to get used to that.” “That’s fine. You’ll be as dominant as me in no time. Now, I think you should say goodnight, $name . We’ll talk more tomorrow.” The women start talking between themselves while you stand in the doorway dumbfounded at their revelation. //What the fuck…// [[Room<-Continue][$H to 21, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]

<<set $H to 7>>\ ”Hi sweetie, how are you feeling?” $Ash has again entered your room during your slumber. She tears open the curtains to let in the warm sunlight, revealing it to be a hot, clear day. Squinting against the binding light, you try and think what she could want. “A great day to wear a skirt, wouldn’t you agree? Now come on, strip and we’ll get you ready.” //What!?// “What!?” “Come on sissy, you know better than to talk to your Mistress like that. Now come on, put on the uniform.” She removes a skirt and blouse from her bag, and tosses them in your hands. //Was that hypnosis going to make me…wear this?// “$Ash , I’m not going to wear this.” She groans out of frustration, mumbling something about the hypnosis being ineffective. “Well, I suppose we have time for a quick session now.” She starts playing the same video that she did yesterday, but it has no effect on you. It’s incredibly frustrating that she insists on trying this when you know it’s pointless. It’s so frustrating in fact, that you almost reveal how you screwed her over yesterday. But you stop yourself, and enjoy the fantasy of Miss $Gray punishing $Ash in worse ways than she does you, all while $Ash ‘s not expecting it. Your imagination gets halted when $Ash slaps you across the face. “Now, put on the outfit, bitch.” “$Ash , get out. I’m not wearing the uniform and I’m not listening to you anymore. Your stupid hypnosis doesn’t work and I’m sick of how you treat me!” “Those are bold words, sissy. Did you forget who controls your chastity cage?” “No, I didn’t - Miss $Gray does. And I think she’s going to be reinforcing her power over you soon enough.” “And what makes you think that? You’re going to put the uniform on and then she’ll see that I’m a much better trainer than she ever was.” “No, she won’t. She’s going to see that you failed, and then put a new lock on my cage so that you’re powerless.” “How dare you! First you don’t appreciate the gifts your Mistress gives you, and then you talk back to me like this? Do you think $Gray would be nicer than me? Do you think she’d offer to suck your dick? No, because she doesn’t care about you, but I do. I was trying to hypnotize you to give you more confidence, not to hurt you.” “Save it, $Ash. I’m not wearing this.” You collect the skirt and blouse and throw them back at her. “But…please sis…$name …I really want you to do this for me.” Her increasingly desperate cries for your submission don’t relent, even when you push her out the door and slam it shut. “Fine, but I’ll never forget this! When you come back to me, begging and on your knees, I'll show you the same care you show me!” She leaves after her empty threat, allowing you to get dressed to go to Farrix. [[Room<-Continue][$M to 30]]

<<set $CC2 to 3>>\ <<set $Home to 4>>\ <<set $BlackmailDate to 0, $BlackmailVibrator to 0, $BlackmailHandjob to 0, $BlackmailPunish to 0, $BlackmailReward to 1>>\ <<if $GrayR gt 6>><<set $BlackmailReward to 3>><<elseif $GrayR gt 3>><<set $BlackmailReward to 2>><</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] You take your familiar journey to Farrix, eager for Miss $Gray to reward you. You enter room 68 while it is still mostly empty, with only your domineering teacher present, who is leaning against the front of her desk, waiting for you. “$name , thank you for coming. I assume I have you to thank for a certain email I received yesterday?” You proudly nod. “Well, I’m unsure how you came about $Ash ‘s files. Whether she showed them to you herself, or you did something more nefarious, I thank you. When you’re involved in the type of things that I am, you can’t allow there to be a paper trail. $Ash writing all of that down in a diary is absolutely unacceptable, and she’ll be promptly punished.” Curious after your interaction with her this morning, you ask how. “I am still deciding on that. But at the very least, I will ensure that her chastity belt stays on, and I will be keeping the key. But of course, that isn’t nearly enough. I will have to reflect on it some more to decide something adequate. I’m sure you have many ideas, don’t you? Well, you don’t have to worry about $Ash anymore. I’ll not only be replacing the lock on your cage, but the cage itself, and taking back full ownership of it.” //That wasn’t exactly the reward I was hoping for// “But don’t worry about your new cage. In fact you’ll probably find it more comfortable. But I think something much more secure than a padlock or number lock is a great idea. Upon reflection, they’re both flawed, but these new ones are much safer.” “Now, for your reward. As someone who has been absent with power for a long time, I think I will give you a choice for once. Think about it throughout the day. What could I give you that would be suitable? Come to me at the end of the day and I’ll see what I can do.” You can’t hold back your smile at finally having some appreciation for your efforts, as well as Miss $Gray ‘s approval. You sit down at your desk and await the beginning of the lesson. //I guess she doesn’t want to do an inspection today// “Oh, and $name , I am grateful, so be imaginative, but don’t go crazy. I’m not about to have sex with you, or give you my car. Understand?” You give her a final nod as the students begin to fill the classroom. [[11-4 Blackmail 3<-Continue][$H to 8, $M to 0]]

$Ash is the last person to enter the classroom, and Miss $Gray gives her a sinister grin, one which fills your nightmares most nights. $Ash seems oblivious to it, or maybe she just doesn’t care. Throughout the lesson, she seems both angry and upset. Whenever Miss $Gray asks her a question, she gives a snarky response. And when she’s asked to do work, she barely writes a sentence. In the middle of the lesson, your teacher makes the rounds, and she ends up next to you two. “$Ash , come see me after school.” As awkward as that’s sure to be, it’ll also be all the more sweeter when $Ash looks on, jealous, as you’re rewarded for betraying her. The lesson soon ends, not that you were thinking of much other than your prize from Miss $Gray anyway. [[11-4 Blackmail 4<-Continue][$H to 11]]

Not that you were expecting it beforehand, but Miss $Gray ruling out sex does ruin your raciest fantasies. But would she be willing to compromise a little? It’s unlikely, but maybe it’s worth a try. And then there’s $Ash . A chance to get back at her would be incredible. And with her in the room later as well, you might get an opportunity to help decide on her punishment. Though maybe you should be more pragmatic about this. Sex is a one time thing, and for you, probably a 30 second thing. $Ash will be upset regardless, so maybe you don’t need to make it even worse? Could you get Miss $Gray to be more forgiving with her caging? There’s no way she’ll get rid of it completely, but perhaps she’ll let you out more often. Or to really be pragmatic, maybe it would be a good idea to know Miss $Gray a little better, especially if she’s taking back full control of your training. And with the new knowledge from $Ash ‘s computer, maybe a chance to reveal why you’re at Farrix in the first place. [[11-4 Blackmail 5<-Continue][$H to 16]]

When the day does finish, you’re racing to get to Miss $Gray ‘s room and ask for your reward, only to walk in and find $Ash already in there, presumably having just received the scalding of a lifetime. You walk in and stand next to her, right in front of Miss $Gray . “How could you?” $Ash whispers in your ear as she tries to stifle her crying. Your teacher walks over and slaps her in the face. After staring at her for a moment with $Ash unable to meet her eyes, she kneels down in front of you, unzipping your pants.<<if $PantiesM is 1>>She might be annoyed at your choice of boxers, but she doesn’t show it.<</if>> She pulls your underwear down to reveal the chastity cage beneath. “Now, unlock it, $Ash .” Your former friend sullenly trods over and does as she’s told, spinning at the dials to open the device. She can’t even look into your eyes as she does it. “Now, before I put this on it” you return your attention to your teacher, who you notice has retrieved a new chastity cage “how about you tell me what you decided on for your reward?” [[11-4 Blackmail Date<-A date with her][$BlackmailDate to 1, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]] [[11-4 Blackmail Vibrator<-Easing of chastity][$BlackmailVibrator to 1, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]] [[11-4 Blackmail Handjob<-Sexual relief][$BlackmailHandjob to 1, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]] [[11-4 Blackmail Punish<-Assisting in the punishment][$BlackmailPunish to 1, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]] [[11-4 Blackmail Forgive<-Forgiving friend][$BlackmailPunish to 2, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]]

“I’d like to go out with you.” The moment the words leave your lips, you regret them. Miss $Gray will probably laugh in your face. But the laughter doesn’t come, instead you can see her contemplating the idea. “Of all the things I thought you would come up with, that wasn’t one of them. A date with me? I think that’s allowable given what you did. Very well. Come meet me on Saturday evening. Don’t be late.” <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail 6<-Continue]]\ <<else>>”Though your behavior as of late has been tremendous. Pick another reward.”<</if>> <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>><<elseif $BlackmailDate is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail Date<-A date with her][$BlackmailDate to 1, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]]<<elseif $BlackmailDate is 1>>You’ve already asked to go on a date<<else>><</if>> <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>><<elseif $BlackmailVibrator is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail Vibrator<-Easing of chastity][$BlackmailVibrator to 1, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]]<<else>>Miss $Gray has already helped you with your chastity situation<</if>> <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>><<elseif $BlackmailHandjob is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail Handjob<-Sexual relief][$BlackmailHandjob to 1, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]]<<else>>You’ve already had some sexual relief<</if>> <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>><<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail Punish<-Assisting in the punishment][$BlackmailPunish to 1, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]]<<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 1>>You’ve already punished $Ash <<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 2>>You can’t punish $Ash after forgiving her<</if>> <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>><<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail Forgive<-Forgiving friend][$BlackmailPunish to 2, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]]<<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 1>>You can’t forgive $Ash after having punished her<<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 2>>You’ve already forgiven $Ash <</if>>

“Maybe you could let me out of the cage a bit more?” Your teacher ponders the proposition for a moment. “That’s a no-can-do I’m afraid. Chastity is too important in training you and reinforcing a submissive mindset. And if you ever need a punishment, it’s effective to keep you inside it.” “Oh.” You’re disheartened at her refusal to lessen the terms of your chastity, though at least she’s not promising something she can’t deliver on. “Though…there may be a compromise. This new cage comes with the potential for many modifications. One of them which I already have is an internal vibrator. I can install it now. It should be effective at allowing you some sexual relief when you are locked inside the cage. And you can control it through cage’s mobile app. Of course, I doubt you would be able to reach any orgasm with it, but you’re welcome to try.” She fiddles with the cage, sliding 8 tiny rods into it inside the circumference of the tube. It doesn’t take long before it’s complete. “I should warn you, I can also turn the vibrations on and off, so expect a jolt in the groin if I think you’re not paying attention in class.” <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail 6<-Continue]]\ <<else>>”Though your behavior as of late has been tremendous. Pick another reward.”<</if>> <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>><<elseif $BlackmailDate is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail Date<-A date with her][$BlackmailDate to 1, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]]<<elseif $BlackmailDate is 1>>You’ve already asked to go on a date<<else>><</if>> <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>><<elseif $BlackmailVibrator is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail Vibrator<-Easing of chastity][$BlackmailVibrator to 1, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]]<<else>>Miss $Gray has already helped you with your chastity situation<</if>> <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>><<elseif $BlackmailHandjob is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail Handjob<-Sexual relief][$BlackmailHandjob to 1, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]]<<else>>You’ve already had some sexual relief<</if>> <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>><<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail Punish<-Assisting in the punishment][$BlackmailPunish to 1, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]]<<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 1>>You’ve already punished $Ash <<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 2>>You can’t punish $Ash after forgiving her<</if>> <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>><<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail Forgive<-Forgiving friend][$BlackmailPunish to 2, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]]<<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 1>>You can’t forgive $Ash after having punished her<<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 2>>You’ve already forgiven $Ash <</if>>

<<set $Horny to 0>>\ “Well, some relief would be nice.” Miss $Gray seems to understand your ambiguous message. “Some sexual relief? I did warn you that I wouldn’t be having sex with you, but I think we can come to a compromise.” Your teacher kneels down, and begins to rub your penis, which was semi erect anyway. She’s slow, and surprisingly delicate in how she starts handling it. You doubt she actually wants to much, but she’s so sensual about it that you’re almost fooled. She really did appreciate you sending those files to her. The jacking off intensifies once you’re at full strength. Her treatment of your cock never becomes rough, even when the pace picks up to a point where you couldn’t possibly not cum. And Miss $Gray seems to notice. “Chastity does have a tendency to shorten one’s sexual endurance, but this is more extreme than what I was expecting. While I am willing to do this for you, I will not be a target for your disgusting seed.” She looks over at $Ash , who is looking at the 3rd base action through teary eyes. “Get down here.” Your teacher stands up, but still manages to continue jerking you off, while $Ash does as she’s told, and gets down in front of you, in perfect trajectory of your dick. Miss $Gray stands behind you. With one hand, she keeps giving you a handjob. With the other, she plays with your body, grabbing your butt and pulling at your clothes. That, combined with how frequently you get out of chastity, means you cum an eruptive load of jizz, which is caught by $Ash ‘s mascara and tear stained face, adding a mountain of sperm on top. The specks of spooge that don’t decorate her face land elsewhere on her body. It’s caught in her hair, clumping it together. It’s on her white blouse, just on top of her tits. It’s on her pantyhose, giving them a dark, wet spot that’s easy to identify as cum. It very well might be the best orgasm of your life, but $Ash ‘s sad demeanor was the not jerk off material you needed for that to be certain. <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail 6<-Continue]]\ <<else>>”Once you’ve recovered, think about any other rewards you’d like. With how outstanding you’ve been as of late, I’m in a generous mood.”<</if>> <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>><<elseif $BlackmailDate is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail Date<-A date with her][$BlackmailDate to 1, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]]<<elseif $BlackmailDate is 1>>You’ve already asked to go on a date<<else>><</if>> <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>><<elseif $BlackmailVibrator is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail Vibrator<-Easing of chastity][$BlackmailVibrator to 1, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]]<<else>>Miss $Gray has already helped you with your chastity situation<</if>> <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>><<elseif $BlackmailHandjob is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail Handjob<-Sexual relief][$BlackmailHandjob to 1, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]]<<else>>You’ve already had some sexual relief<</if>> <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>><<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail Punish<-Assisting in the punishment][$BlackmailPunish to 1, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]]<<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 1>>You’ve already punished $Ash <<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 2>>You can’t punish $Ash after forgiving her<</if>> <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>><<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail Forgive<-Forgiving friend][$BlackmailPunish to 2, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]]<<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 1>>You can’t forgive $Ash after having punished her<<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 2>>You’ve already forgiven $Ash <</if>>

<<set $Stress to $Stress - 3>>\ “I’d like to punish $Ash .” In your peripheral vision, you can see your former keyholder distraught. “Oooh, what an interesting choice, $name . After so long on the receiving end, you want to dish out some punishment yourself, huh? Very well, I’ll not only allow it, I’m eager to see just how frustrated you were with your old Mistress.” Miss $Gray retrieves a pair of crops from behind her desk, and she hands one to you. “I’ve not entirely decided on all the ways I’ll be punishing this little manipulator, but I think you should be able to help me with some corporal punishment. $Ash , pull down your skirt, pantyhose and panties, then bend over your desk!” After a little hesitation, she does as she’s told. Her exposed rear is still beautiful, and part of you wants to throw down the riding crop and kiss it instead, but you curse the lingering effects of $Ash ‘s control over you and push those thoughts to the side. “Now, I’ll go first, and I’ll explain the technique to you.” You and Miss $Gray face each other, with $Ash leaning to the side of you, facing away. Your teacher mimics the movement of hitting someone with the crop, doing it slowly to give you a good view, like she’s a golfer practicing a swing. “One thing that most people don’t recognise at first is that most of the impact comes from the wrist, not the arm. If you go too crazy with your swing, you’ll completely miss the cheeks, and end up hitting nothing but air, or maybe even legs. Your wrist allows you to better control the movement. Give it a go.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/MHh9d0DX/Spank-Ash.jpg]] You slowly do what your teacher did, practicing the movement. Miss $Gray even stands behind you to alter your grip and stance. “Now, give it a swing.” You brush the crop up, and slam it down on your target…or at least close to it. $Ash gasps in pain and whimpers. Looking at where the weapon is wedged, you see what caused the scream. The crop landed squarely between her cheeks, striking her butthole. “That was…a good attempt, $name , but not quite. Here, I have an idea to ensure you hit where you’re supposed.” She lines your crop a couple of inches away from $Ash ‘s butt, and tells you to strike. When you do, there’s no audible reaction from the target. But then Miss $Gray resets your angle slightly further away, and then even further, each time getting a louder reaction from $Ash, no matter how much she tries to stop herself from yelping. By the end, you try from the same starting point you originally hit her with, and end up hitting her square in the middle of her butt cheek, creating a very loud squeal - a noise certainly louder than any Miss $Gray has drawn out of you. “That was good $name , very good. Clearly you have some anger that you needed to unleash in a healthy manner, and no one undeserving was hurt.” She puts her spanking tools back behind her desk and tells $Ash to pull clothes back up. <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail 6<-Continue]]\ <<else>>”Now that you’ve got that out of your system, do you have any other requests? You have been a very good girl as of late, after all.”<</if>> <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>><<elseif $BlackmailDate is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail Date<-A date with her][$BlackmailDate to 1, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]]<<elseif $BlackmailDate is 1>>You’ve already asked to go on a date<<else>><</if>> <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>><<elseif $BlackmailVibrator is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail Vibrator<-Easing of chastity][$BlackmailVibrator to 1, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]]<<else>>Miss $Gray has already helped you with your chastity situation<</if>> <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>><<elseif $BlackmailHandjob is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail Handjob<-Sexual relief][$BlackmailHandjob to 1, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]]<<else>>You’ve already had some sexual relief<</if>> <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>><<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail Punish<-Assisting in the punishment][$BlackmailPunish to 1, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]]<<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 1>>You’ve already punished $Ash <<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 2>>You can’t punish $Ash after forgiving her<</if>> <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>><<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail Forgive<-Forgiving friend][$BlackmailPunish to 2, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]]<<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 1>>You can’t forgive $Ash after having punished her<<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 2>>You’ve already forgiven $Ash <</if>>

<<set $GrayR to $GrayR - 1>>\ Seeing $Ash distraught like this is devastating to you for some reason. Maybe you just have a soft spot for girls who are sad and vulnerable, or maybe having her train you screwed up your mentality enough that you can’t bear to see her like this. “Actually, I think you should go easier on $Ash.” Her eyes turn to you slightly, confused but also relieved. “You want me to go easy on $Ash ? After you’re the reason she’s in this position? You truly are unique, $name . What a waste of a gift. No, I will not go easier on her after what she did. Do either of you realize how reckless what she did was? If that information got out, I’d lose more than just my job. I will punish her in whatever way I see fit, and she will accept it, and you, $name , will realize your feelings for her are foolish.” <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail 6<-Continue]]\ <<else>>"As stupid of a request that was, I still appreciate what you did. So pick something else. Something that doesn’t involve me going easy on your “friend.”"<</if>> <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>><<elseif $BlackmailDate is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail Date<-A date with her][$BlackmailDate to 1, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]]<<elseif $BlackmailDate is 1>>You’ve already asked to go on a date<<else>><</if>> <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>><<elseif $BlackmailVibrator is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail Vibrator<-Easing of chastity][$BlackmailVibrator to 1, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]]<<else>>Miss $Gray has already helped you with your chastity situation<</if>> <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>><<elseif $BlackmailHandjob is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail Handjob<-Sexual relief][$BlackmailHandjob to 1, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]]<<else>>You’ve already had some sexual relief<</if>> <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>><<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail Punish<-Assisting in the punishment][$BlackmailPunish to 1, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]]<<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 1>>You’ve already punished $Ash <<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 2>>You can’t punish $Ash after forgiving her<</if>> <<if $BlackmailReward is 0>><<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 0>>[[11-4 Blackmail Forgive<-Forgiving friend][$BlackmailPunish to 2, $BlackmailReward to $BlackmailReward - 1]]<<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 1>>You can’t forgive $Ash after having punished her<<elseif $BlackmailPunish is 2>>You’ve already forgiven $Ash <</if>>

<<set $CC3 to 3>><<set $CC2 to 0>>\ “I believe that is all the gratitude I have. Now, let’s get your new cage equipped.” Your teacher kneels down in front of you and puts the ring of the device around your cock and balls, before putting on the cage<<if $BlackmailHandjob is 1>>after wiping the leftover cum off the tip of your dick with your underwear.<<else>>.<</if>> The cage itself is lighter than what you’re used to, and it’s also less bulky. It’s not uncomfortable at all, though that may change if you try to get hard inside it. The last thing you notice is the seeming lack of any lock, like what Miss $Gray was referring to in the morning. “Don’t worry about that, it’s not locked on permanently. It’s unlocked through my phone, and only through my thumb print.” She waves her phone at you, demonstrating her new power. <<if $BlackmailVibrator is 1>>You feel a sudden buzz in the cage that immediately makes you dick semi hard. “That’s the vibrator that I installed. Powerful isn’t it? I’ll share access to that function with you.<</if>> “You can now leave, $name . Don’t worry about any inadequate trainers in your life anymore, I will be ensuring you become the perfect sissy in no time at all. $Ash will remain here,<<if $BlackmailPunish is 1>> and her punishment will continue."<<else>>and I’ll start punishing her."<</if>> <<if $BlackmailHandjob is 1>>You look at $Ash . The cum drying on her face makes her look like a complete whore, and you can tell she’s bitterly humiliated by it. <</if>>You head towards the door before looking back. <<if $BlackmailPunish is 2>>$Ash is looking at you, smiling slightly. It seems your poor attempt to redeem her to Miss $Gray actually helped save your relationship somewhat. <<else>>$Ash doesn’t even bother to turn and face you. <</if>><<if $BlackmailDate is 1>>”Oh, and sissy? I like flowers. If you want to impress me on our “date”, get me some flowers.”<</if>> [[11-4 Blackmail 7<-Continue][$H to 18]]

You walk a relaxed journey home. It seems you actually won from this. $Ash no longer has your key, and while Miss $Gray isn’t terribly better, at least you can predict a disciplinarian like your teacher, not a maniac like $Ash . And with her properly locked up, she might actually understand what she put you through. And best of all? You never had to wear a girl’s uniform. //After how crazy the past day has been, I can’t wait to get home and relax// [[11-4 Blackmail 8<-Continue]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/cHKy32jg/Flowers.jpg]] Spotting the flower stall, you figure it’s a great place to buy Miss $Gray a present ahead of your date. There’s a wide array of beautiful flowers out. You never really cared for floristry, so apart from the roses, you’re clueless as to what they are. And while they are all beautiful and smell nice, how are you supposed to know which ones Miss $Gray would like? It's probably a much better idea to simply buy some according to the price. At least then she’ll know you cared about the gift. There are some rather cheap ones that she might be impressed by, but she also might just see them as glorified weeds. On the other end of the spectrum, there are some that are mind bogglingly expensive. Their labels show they’re approaching 100$ , just for some leaves and petals that die in a few days! <<if $Money gt 4>>[[Mall<-Buy cheap flowers][$Money to $Money - 5, $BlackmailDate to 2]]<<else>>Cheap flowers-5$<</if>> <<if $Money gt 29>>[[Mall<-Buy expensive flowers][$Money to $Money - 30, $BlackmailDate to 3]]<<else>>Expensive flowers-30$<</if>> <<if $Money gt 99>>[[Mall<-Buy very expensive flowers][$Money to $Money - 100, $BlackmailDate to 4]]<<else>>Expensive flowers-100$<</if>> [[Mall<-Return]]

Your renewed calmness is immediately thrown off when you enter your house. There’s a pile of clothing - strips of it - piling high. It’s hard to identify any one item from the assembly of materials, but you think it might be… $Hannah is coming downstairs as you consider the pile. “Hey, what’s all this?” She tosses a pair of shoes on the pile, shoes you are certain are yours. “This is all of your man clothes, $name .” “What!? Why!?” “Like you and your girlfriend told me, you’re a sissy. So you shouldn’t be having any of these pants or shirts. If you want to be a woman so badly, you don’t get any of these guy clothes, you get skirts and lingerie, all the time.” “But you can’t do this, these are my clothes!” “Yes, and this is my house, and I’ve decided I don’t want any perverted men or sissies here. Just thinking about all the times you must have tried on my panties sends shivers down my spine. You repulse me, $name , and I don’t want you living here any longer. Take your dildos and your deplorable stash of lingerie and leave.” “What!? Where am I supposed to go!?” “Ask your girlfriend. She’s just as fucked up as you, so I’m sure you’ll grow old together, but I want no part of your screwed life.” <<if $HannahR gt -1>>She stomps upstairs, slamming her bedroom door behind her. From the way she was screaming at you, she’s serious, maybe enough to even call the police if you stay.<<elseif $HannahR gt -6>>She stomps upstairs. “And you were an awful housemate and stepbrother. Now piss off.” She slams her bedroom door behind her. From the way she was screaming at you, she’s serious, maybe enough to even call the police if you stay.<<elseif $HannahR lt -5>>She stomps upstairs. “And you were the worst housemate and stepbrother. I bet your parents are glad they don’t have to live with you anymore. Now piss off.” She slams her bedroom door behind her. From the way she was screaming at you, she’s serious, maybe enough to even call the police if you stay.<</if>> Deciding what to do, you look at the heap of clothing. All your underwear, pants, shirts and jackets are destroyed. The only masculine clothes you own now are the ones you are wearing. After being so close to freedom from her, you know you don’t have a choice. //$Hannah was right. There’s only one person I can ask for help.// It's a bitter pill to be forced to swallow, but you dial $Ash on your phone. [[11-4 Blackmail 9<-Continue][$M to $M + 30, $Stress to $Stress + 4]]

<<if $BlackmailPunish is 2>><<set $Fem to 42>>”$name ?” You explain how $Hannah wants you to leave, and $Ash graciously seems to understand what you’re asking. “I’ll be there shortly - we can talk more then.” True to her word, she does arrive at your house, presumably after Miss $Gray was finished punishing her for the day. “So $Hannah wants you to leave? Well, after what you did to me, I’d love to laugh at you on the curb. But after you tried to stop $Gray from punishing me, I guess you regret doing it, huh? So, how about we try to forget about what you did, and get you settled in at my house?” You’re more than happy to agree to her proposal, though you don’t entirely trust she’s forgiven you. “And this is all your male clothes?” She asks, both of your attention turning to the pile of destroyed apparel. “All except this” you shrug, waving your hands at your current uniform. “Well, let’s pack up your girl clothes and leave.” You box and bag the rest of your belongings with $Ash . Collecting all your girl clothing, shoes and everything else. “Come on $name . Let’s head home - to our home.” [[11-4 Resist Uniform 7<-Continue][$H to $H + 4]]\ <<else>>$Ash doesn’t even answer her phone, but you know she’s denying the call because of how prematurely your phone stops trying to call her. When it’s clear that it isn’t going to work, you figure you have to do it the old fashioned way, and walk to her house. And it’s the same story there. No matter how many times you knock on her door, there’s no response, and you’re beginning to be concerned the neighbors might think you’re harassing her, which would be cruelly ironic. You’re about to give up on that too when you hear a familiar voice behind you. “$name . What do you want? I think you made it clear you weren’t interested in knowing each other.” She must have just returned after her punishment with Miss $Gray . You explain your desperate situation, how you need a place to stay. “So you want to use me, do you? Sorry sissy, I’m not interested.” She brushes past you to enter her house. “But please $Ash . I’ve got nowhere else to go. And it is your fault.” “Oh really? And how’s that?” “If you hadn’t told $Hannah what she didn’t want to know, she wouldn’t be disgusted by me and want me to leave.” “And if you hadn’t gone through my diary and ratted me out to that bitch I might care. But you passed up the best Mistress you could ever wish for, and now I’m kept in chastity, just like you are. So unless you have a good reason for me to, I want you to leave.” She’s about to shut the door on you when you do what you’re certain she wants from you: a display of remorse and submission. So you start begging on your knees in public. “Please $Ash , you’re the only person I have…and…you’re an amazing Mistress, and I’m so incredibly sorry for betraying you.” You look up from $Ash ‘s feet to her face. She seems just as disgusted in you as $Hannah was. “You really are desperate, aren’t you? Alright. We can discuss the terms of you living here later. Let’s go get your stuff.” You box and bag your belongings with $Ash . The only male clothing you have left are ones on your body. “Come on $name . Let’s head home - to our home.” [[11-4 Blackmail 10<-Continue][$H to $H + 4]]<</if>>

<<if $StorageCloset is 0>><<set $C5 to 3>><<elseif $StorageCloset is 1>><<set $C5 to 7>><</if>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] For the next few hours $Ash and you talk about your new life together whilst you tidy up her room so that there’s space for your own stuff. “While you live here, there will be some things you have to get used to. There’s lots of chores that need to be done that I can’t get around to. And I might have to put in place some rules if it means a better life for us. That’s fair, right?” “Of course.” You’re incredibly grateful for her allowing you to be here, so no house rules should be an issue. “Great. First of all, I don’t want any men’s clothing in this house at all. So when you take off that outfit tonight, I’m throwing it straight in the trash.” //Gulp// “And any other male things you buy will be joining it, so don’t waste your money. I’m still trying to make you the best sissy you can be, so you can wear the spare girl’s uniform I have. You’ll want to buy yourself some more clothes from the mall as well. Now that you’ve got no choice but to wear feminine things, you might as well make it easier on yourself and not wear the same things everyday. You can handle all this, can’t you?” “Sure.” The word thankfully slips out of your mouth before you have a chance to argue with her. “Great, because the moment I see you in something masculine is the day you’re back on the streets. Now, there’s enough space in the closet for your clothes and shoes, as well as mine. You can use that old drawer I have lying around for your lingerie. I do have a vanity table with boat loads of makeup, though my makeup is much higher quality than yours, so I think we should keep our cosmetics separate. But we can share everything else…including the bed. ” You two strip down and get ready to go to sleep. True to her word, she gathers all your male clothes and tosses them, leaving you no choice of what to wear to Farrix tomorrow. Slipping under the sheets, you two barely touch throughout the night. She’s still pissed at you, and you’re too scared to try anything, not that there’s much you could do anyway. You’re both kept in chastity by Miss $Gray now. [[Sleep<-...][$UnderwearUn to 1, $BraUn to 1, $HosieryUn to 1, $GarterUn to 1, $ShoesUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1]]

<<set $BDSM to 1>>\ <<set $H to 7>>\ <<set $PJ4 to 1>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom-Ash.jpg]] Your slumber ends and your eyes awake to the stunning sight of $Ash, holding a tray of breakfast items in her hands. You sit up and allow her to put it on your lap. “Good morning. How’d you sleep, slave?” You mumble some passive answer with your mouth full of cereal. Far better than morning television, $Ash lets you observe her dressing for school. Milk almost drools out your mouth while she puts on her pantyhose and uniform. When she’s done, she plants her beautiful skirted butt on the chair of her vanity table, and begins putting on makeup. “It would have been much easier if you had just worn the outfit for me yesterday. But now things have to change. Both between me and you, $name , and between me and Miss $Gray . She has control over both of our chastity devices, which is unacceptable. I plan on changing that.” “How are you going to do that?” “It’s not as simple as a metal key anymore. These devices have no marks or branding, and $Gray said they’re custom made. But if we can find out where they come from, we might be able to find a way out of them. I’ll look more into it later. But I will get revenge on $Gray for screwing me over, and locking me in this thing. And you, my obedient slut are going to help me.” “What do you need help with?” “I’m not sure yet. If I have a lead, I’ll let you know and we can figure it out from there. Until then, we act like model students. Understood?” She looks over, and you nod out of obedience. “Good. And don't think I had forgotten to punish you either. That will come when I decide on something suitable. But in the meantime, a model student wears her uniform, doesn’t she?” $Ash reaches into her closet, and tosses your outfit for the day before searching in your lingerie drawers. “I think I should be in charge of what you wear for your first time going to Farrix as a girl. Hmm…these are always a classic.” She tosses a pair of black pantyhose on top of the uniform. “These are pretty, and were a very generous gift from me.” A pair of pink panties join the collection of clothing on the bed. “Now, for a bra.” <<if $Bra8 is 0 and $Bra2 is 0 and $Bra3 is 0 and $Bra4 is 0 and $Bra5 is 0 and $Bra6 is 0>>”No real bras, huh sissy? That is a shame. It would be improper to not wear one with your tits. But whose fault is that? You’ll just have to suffer and wonder if everyone’s staring at your nipples.\ <<else>>”You’ve got some nice ones, but I think I know what’s perfect.” She buries into her own collection of lingerie, and fishes out a pink brassiere, which looks incredibly similar to the panties. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/XY4y4WX0/Bra-pink.png]] “It is a matching set, after all.<</if>> Now get dressed, we don’t want to be late.” You put on the undergarments like you’re accustomed to, before the skirt and blouse. In the mirror, it’s hard to say you’re convincing, but it’s better to be humiliated looking like this than it is to live on the streets, which is a bold statement to make when anyone has yet to see you like this. You top the outfit off with a pair of flats and leave for Farrix. <<if $Bra8 is 0 and $Bra2 is 0 and $Bra3 is 0 and $Bra4 is 0 and $Bra5 is 0 and $Bra6 is 0>>[[11-5 Blackmail 2<-Continue][$SUBlue to 1, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1, $PantiesA to 1, $PantyhoseA to 1, $ShoesC to 1]]<<else>>[[11-5 Blackmail 2<-Continue][$SUBlue to 1, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1, $PantiesA to 1, $PantyhoseA to 1, $ShoesC to 1, $BraA to 1, $Bra1 to 1]]<</if>>

<<set $M to 45>>The walk to Farrix is nerve inducing, but not as much as you thought it would be. $Ash ‘s palm locked with yours gives you comfort. In some ways, it’s liberating being forced to wear the Farrix girl’s uniform. When $Ash asked you to wear it, you had a choice - a choice which gave you stress to think about. Today though, you don’t have a choice. There’s no risk of paralysis of analysis if you’re forced into doing this, so you might as well try and enjoy it if you can. And with the cool air hitting your legs and reaching up to your crotch, it’s hard not to enjoy it a little. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] You and $Ash walk into Farrix and then to room 68, where Miss $Gray is still looking at her computer. “$name , let us actu…” Her train of thought derails at seeing you in the school uniform. “You look...beautiful. Allow me to congratulate you on having the confidence to wear such a beautiful garment out in public. Your months of feminization are beginning to pay off.” Her wide smile turns sours a little at $Ash ‘s entrance. “Thank you for coming like I instructed you to as well. “It's a shame you couldn't get her to wear this outfit, isn't it?” $Ash bites her tongue. “Indeed, Miss $Gray ." Your teacher's attention returns to you. "Now, let’s not delay your underwear inspection, $name . With that skirt, it’s even more important to not wear men’s underwear. Could you imagine how inappropriate it would be if someone looked up your skirt only to see boxers?” She leaves her desk and stands in front of you, allowing you to pull down your skirt and raise up your blouse. “Delightful lingerie, and they’re matching too. You’re excelling, $name .” On the outskirts of your peripheral vision, you can see $Ash grin. <<if $ShaveLegs gt 6>>”Though your legs definitely need to be shaved, especially if you’re going to be wearing a skirt more often.” She smirks in $Ash ‘s direction.<</if>> “That will be all for today, you may take a seat.” After reequipping your clothes, you do as she says. [[11-5 Blackmail 3<-Continue][$H to 8, $M to 0]]

It’s hard to gauge if other students have noticed your choice of uniform when you can only see the back of their heads. But as the classes starts, continues, and ends, you’re sure some of the girls behind you must have realized your lack of pants. $Ash says goodbye at the end of the lesson, teasingly reminding you to not get lost on the way home. $Gray gives you a smile of encouragement that you’re doing well. You can only hope the rest of the day goes as well as the first hour did, with little in the way of derision or belittlement. [[11-5 Blackmail 4<-Continue][$H to 16]]

<<set $Home to 4>>\ <<set $Stress to $Stress + 2>><<if $Stress gt 10>><<set $Stress to 10>><</if>>\ <<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>><<if $Horny gt 10>><<set $Horny to 10>><</if>>\ <<set $GrayLunchFail to 0>>\ <<set $Fem to 50>>\ <<set $SU2 to 1>>\ The rest of the day, sadly, does not go without derision or belittlement. You can feel their judging eyes upon you throughout your classes - their whispers as you’re walking through the corridors, their jokes that they don’t think you can hear. <<if $ShaveLegs lt 7>>”Oh my god, look at his legs!”<<else>>”Eww, look at his leg hair beneath his pantyhose!”<</if>> “What do you think he’s wearing under that skirt?” “His girlfriend definitely pegs him.” “Girlfriend? Yeah, right!” Gratefully, the day does end. After hours of humiliation, you figure you don’t have to go straight home. After all, you’re going to have to get used to wearing girls’ clothes. [[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] <<if $Stress gt 9>>You feel too stressed to not go straight home<</if>>\ <<if $Stress lt 10 and $A gt 0>>[[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>>

<<set $M to 45>><<set $H to 7>>\ <<if $BDSM gt 17>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/hvMPC6Kj/Uniform-sleep-4.png]]<<elseif $BDSM gt 12>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Kjm8DxSw/Uniform-sleep-3.png]]<<elseif $BDSM gt 7>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Bv1bqmBY/Uniform-sleep-2.png]]<<elseif $BDSM gt 2>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/k434DWjn/Uniform-sleep-1.png]]<</if>> <<if $Fem is 53 and $Day3 is 1>><<set $BDSM to $BDSM - 1>>As you wake up, you're surprised to see $Ash is already getting a headstart on the day. She’s at her desk, typing away. “Hey, what are you working on this early?” “Trying to find a way out of this blasted belt.” “Have you found any leads?” “No, not one.” You sigh in frustration, but $Ash is strangely more optimistic. “Wherever she got these chastity devices from, it’s clearly well hidden, something secretive. I haven’t found a single thing about them online, which leaves us only one option. We know Miss $Gray got them, so we have to get that information from her.” “You really think she’ll tell us where she got them from?” “Of course not.” She swivels around to look at you. “So we have to gain access to her computer and take that information.” “Are you sure that’s a good idea?” “No, but it’s our only one.” You sigh again, this time out of frustration for $Ash ‘s tenacity. “Do you at least have a plan for how to do that?” “That I do.” “Are you going to tell me what it is?” “Not now. You might want to back out if I did. But I am going to need your help. You need to make sure you get detention today. Wear something inappropriate, mismatched underwear, whatever, I don’t care.” “Are you really not going to tell me anything else?” $Ash is now the one sighing. “At some point in your detention, I’ll send you a message. When I do, you need to distract $Gray - get her away from her computer.” “And then you sneak in?” “See, this is why I’m not telling you more, dummy. Just wear something she won’t like and the plan will become clear.” With $Ash ‘s plan in motion, you start your day with each other by having breakfast.\ <<elseif $BDSM is 1>>You wake up to the still alien sight of $Ash next to you. Despite the bizarre events that led you here, being able to lie next to her beautiful form maybe makes it worth it. You stretch your body as your bedmate wakes up too. “Good morning sissy. You were busy last night.” You figure she must have had a crazy dream, because you’ve no idea what she’s talking about. “I never knew you would be so handsy.” “Handsy?” “The amount of times I woke up from you trying to touch me down there, it was actually kind of annoying.” “Oh, sorry, I’ll try not to.” “Good sissy. Now, how about we go make some breakfast?” You do as she suggests, and the two of you exit the warm embrace of the bed to get some food. She gets the milk while you get the cereal. She gets the butter while you get the bread. Surprisingly, $Ash and you work well as a team together, even though you’re more used to being beneath her, not an equal teammate.\ <<elseif $BDSM is 2>>As you wake up, $Ash has already more than exited her slumber. Her gorgeous eyes are staring right at you. “Hey, how did you sleep?” “I couldn’t.” “Do you get nightmares a lot?” “Only since you moved in. This big monster with 2 arms keeps trying to touch my breasts.” Even though she’s joking, you can gather the passive aggression in her voice. “It’s like sleeping you doesn’t know it’s inappropriate to touch someone better than her.” “I’m sorry, $Ash .” “I’m sure you are, $name . But that doesn’t stop your night time fondling, does it?” After an awkward silence, she takes the lead and goes to the kitchen. You sheepishly follow. Breakfast is just as quiet and uncomfortable.\ <<elseif $BDSM is 3>>When you awake, $Ash is still thankfully asleep. You must have managed to stop your nighttime fondling. Relieved to be spared of her wrath, you stretch, only to realize something strange. Your hands are connected. Removing your arms from the covers, you see that a pair of handcuffs found their way onto your wrists in your sleep. They’re not the typical police style handcuffs, though. In typical $Ash fashion, she found a way to make it even more humiliating. Even more girly. They’re pink, with fur on the inside. Frustratingly, they’re actually comfortable. A yawn draws your attention. “Morning sissy. Did you sleep well?” “$Ash , why did you put these on me?” “Is that a yes? I know I did. After your hands were tied together I slept like a baby.” “I’m sorry if I was trying to fondle you again. But can I take these off now?” “Of course, my sweet sissy.” You're relieved that she doesn’t oppose the idea, so you take them off. Fortunately, they weren’t locked on, only strapped together with a small chain. “But I think we should make them part of your pajamas - part of your sleep uniform.” “What?” “Sorry, I didn’t mean to frighten you sissy. But if you ever want to go to sleep, you’re going to have to sleep with these handcuffs on. I just can’t get a peaceful night’s sleep otherwise.” She disappears downstairs before you get a chance to argue more, not that it would have an effect anyway. You’re just going to have to get used to your new “sleep uniform.” When the conversation over breakfast is much better than it was yesterday, you decide to not ruin it by arguing anymore.\ <<elseif $BDSM is 4 or $BDSM is 5>>Awakening to the beautiful sight of $Ash is something you could never complain about. You could watch her sleep for hours. If only you had the time. Maybe because of dreams inspired by sleeping next to such a bombshell, you have to wipe away a line of drool from your mouth. $Ash awakens soon after. You exchange morning pleasantries, and it’s only when you go to rub your eyes that you remember your hands are bound. After removing them, $Ash and you go to eat breakfast.\ <<elseif $BDSM is 6>>When you wake up, $Ash has already stirred herself. “You really must have some interesting dreams.” “What makes you say that?” “I suppose you’d have no way of knowing this, but you actually sleep talk.” “Oh really? What was I saying?” “Well, it was all rather innocuous at first, or so I thought. But “not in there” makes a lot more sense when you start asking for it to be “harder".” Your cheeks turn a familiar shade. “Really?” “In between a mix of talks of which color of panties are the prettiest, yeah. You really have been trained well.” She laughs a little while getting up. “Well, I’m glad you like it.” “I never said I liked it.” She exits on that note, and you catch up to eat breakfast with her.\ <<elseif $BDSM is 7>>”Eww, you stupid sissy!” Awakening to a shriek has never been a good thing, especially when it’s someone who holds as much power over you as $Ash does. At first, it looks like $Ash is making eye contact, but you see that’s not quite right. Her pupils are actually locked at your mouth, which you now notice has a long line of drool coming from it. You brush it away with your hand, hoping it means $Ash will forget about it. You were wrong. “I don’t mind if you dream about sucking all the cocks in the world, but I will not have you drooling on my pillows!” “I’m sorry $Ash, it won’t happen again.” “You best be right sissy. For your sake.” //Gulp// She goes to eat breakfast. After waiting five minutes in the vain hope that she will calm down, you follow suit.\ <<elseif $BDSM is 8>>If awakening to a shriek is bad, then a slap to the face is even worse, but that’s how your day starts. “What was that for?” You’re yelling at $Ash for the first time since you moved in together. “For cheating on me with that bitch.” “What? With who? And when?” “In your sleep. You should have heard yourself, begging “Mistress” $Gray to punish you, spank you, anything. Anything to spend more time with her, and not me.” “I’m sorry, $Ash , but it was just a dream, it doesn’t mean anything. You’re overreacting.” “Overreacting? Would someone who was overreacting make you wear a gag to sleep to keep your whore mouth shut?” “Yes, they would, $Ash !” “Well too bad sissy! If you want to share a bed then you can put on this ball gag every night.” She tosses another bondage item at you. The ball gag matches the handcuffs around your wrists. Just like them, they’re very pink, and very humiliating. She storms off to consume her morning meal. You join her for another very awkward breakfast.\ <<elseif $BDSM is 9 or $BDSM is 10 or $BDSM is 11>>You awaken once more to the beautiful body next to you sweetly slumbering. It seems $Ash ‘s demands for you to wear the handcuffs and the gag have done their job well, and you no longer have to worry about disturbing her in her sleep. “Good morning sissy. Sleep well?” You nod and exchange morning pleasantries before getting up to make breakfast together, prior to going to Farrix.\ <<elseif $BDSM is 12>>”Have you ever seen a dog sleep?” $Ash ‘s morning question leaves you unsure whether she’s speaking metaphorically or literally. You remove your ball gag and struggle to mumble a response. “Umm, no?” “First it was your hands grabbing me, then it was your slobbering. And now, you can’t even sleep a minute without kicking me.” “I’m sorry $Ash . You know I’m not trying to bother you, right?” “Oh no, of course I know you’re not sweetie, but it still annoys the shit out of me. Make it stop, before I have to find a solution to it.”\ <<elseif $BDSM is 13>>Today, it’s you who wakes up first, not $Ash , proving that your nighttime football practice wasn’t in fact a problem. //$name 1 , $Ash …132?// You take off your ball gag just as $Ash wakes up. “Good morning. How’d you sleep?” “Well, at first, not that great. But then it all mysteriously got better. Strange how that happens, huh?” She gets up and goes to make breakfast. You attempt to follow after taking off your handcuffs, but just as you jump out of bed, something gets caught on your ankle, and you end up face first on the floor. “Ouch.” Getting back to your feet, you see that it wasn’t in fact a rogue wire that accidentally tangled itself around your ankles, but something very, very intentional. A pair of cuffs, matching the ones you wear around your wrists, are strapping your legs together, making you look like a common criminal. You toss them onto the kitchen table, where $Ash is already tucking into a bowl of cereal. “Let me guess, these are a new addition to my sleep uniform?” “You catch on quick.” “Can you at least tell me when you put me in more bondage in my sleep? I’d rather not end up on my face again.” “I’d watch your attitude sissy. I might just have to make your gag part of your “house uniform.”\ <<elseif $BDSM is 14 or $BDSM is 15 or $BDSM is 16 or $BDSM is 17>>You’ve settled into a routine for getting out of your bondage now. First, it’s your handcuffs that need to be taken off, otherwise you’d struggle with the rest. Then it’s your gag, which is the only one that gives you discomfort. Finally, it’s the ankle cuffs. “Good morning sissy. Sleep well?” You nod and exchange morning pleasantries before getting up to make breakfast together, prior to going to Farrix.\ <<elseif $BDSM is 18>>”Good morning sissy. How did you sleep?” “Fine thanks…” The unfamiliar sensation of something wrapped around your neck stops you from continuing. You almost feel like the prey of a snake, with something constricting your throat. A hand checking on it confirms what you suspected. $Ash has been busy once again. It’s another BDSM item. This time, a collar. “How was my neck bothering you in your sleep?” “Oh, it wasn’t. I just thought the collar looked pretty.” $Ash gets up for breakfast. You fumble with the clasp of the accessory, and when it’s removed, you see that the color matches the rest of your sleep uniform. After taking off the rest of your bondage, you catch up to $Ash and eat breakfast too. Throughout the meal though, you can’t help but worry about what humiliating item of submission she will make you wear next.\ <<elseif $BDSM is 19 or $BDSM is 20 or $BDSM is 21 or $BDSM is 22>>Waking up next to $Ash is always a pleasant sight, even despite your constrictive sleep uniform. After taking off your cuffs and then the forceful gag, you add the collar, which you dangerously almost forgot about, to the pile, and get up to make breakfast for you and $Ash .\ <<elseif $BDSM is 23>>”You know sissy, I don’t think I’ve been treating you properly.” “Really? How so?” “These hand and ankle cuffs. They seem a little inappropriate.” //Finally!// “So you’re not going to make me wear them anymore?” “Oh no, not at all. What I mean is that they’re not nearly harsh enough. When I’m asleep, you could still touch me all over, even with your hands cuffed. That’s not at all allowable for a pathetic sissy like you.” She tugs on the system of ropes beneath the bed, with four straps at each corner of the bed. “From now on, I’m going to bind your arms and legs at night so that you can’t move them at all. And if you tried to, it would only tug on your other limbs. Doesn’t that seem so much better.” “So much more…appropriate.” You sigh. “I’m glad you agree. But with you hogging the middle of the bed, I can’t be cramped at the edge. I’ll just have to sleep on top of you, face down, of course. Imagine that! It’ll be like we’re having sex, except your clitty’s in a cage, and you can’t move any of your body. I’m sure it’ll lead to some sweet dreams.” After taking off your sleep uniform, you think about $Ash ‘s new mandate whilst eating breakfast.\ <<elseif $BDSM is 24 or $BDSM is 25 or $BSDM is 26 or $BDSM is 27>>You awaken from a torrent of sexual dreams that you can’t even remember to see what undoubtedly caused them. $Ash is laying on top of you, just like you were actual lovers. Only you can’t stroke her hair since your hands are bound, and you can’t wrap your legs around her since yours are tied to the bed. Worst of all though, is your inability to grind your crotch into hers, which are only separated by a couple of inches of air, and the fabric and materials covering your respective groins. $Ash soon stirs, and helps unwind the straps. After teasing you a little more, you eat breakfast together, and get ready for another day at Farrix.\ <<elseif $BDSM gt 27>>You awaken from a torrent of sexual dreams that you can’t even remember to see what undoubtedly caused them. $Ash is laying on top of you, just like you were actual lovers. Only you can’t stroke her hair since your hands are bound, and you can’t wrap your legs around her since yours are tied to the bed. Worst of all though, is your inability to grind your crotch into hers, which are only separated by a couple of inches of air, and the fabric covering your respective groins. $Ash soon stirs. After teasing you a little more, you eat breakfast together, and get ready for another day at Farrix.<</if>> [[Room<-Go to your room][$BDSM to $BDSM + 1, $SUSleep to 0]]

\<<if $C2 lt 0>><<set $C2 to 0>><</if>>\ \<<if $C4 lt 0>><<set $C4 to 0>><</if>>\ <<set $H to 9>>\ <<if $BDSM gt 17>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/hvMPC6Kj/Uniform-sleep-4.png]]<<elseif $BDSM gt 12>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Kjm8DxSw/Uniform-sleep-3.png]]<<elseif $BDSM gt 7>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Bv1bqmBY/Uniform-sleep-2.png]]<<elseif $BDSM gt 2>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/k434DWjn/Uniform-sleep-1.png]]<</if>> <<if $BDSM lt 3>>$Ash is already stirring by the time you open your eyes. And not only is she quickly coming to life, she seems eager to commence the day, primarily because of her obsession with getting out of her chastity belt. You have to wonder if she was always this motivated after waking up. When she was in charge of your chastity cage, did she wake up full of this same vigor, with an eagerness to feminize you further, or is her personal desire for freedom a greater fuel? You’ll never know, but you are certain that you can’t match her energy.\ <<elseif $BDSM gt 2 and $BDSM lt 8>>$Ash is already stirring by the time you open your eyes. And not only is she quickly coming to life, she seems eager to commence the day, primarily because of her obsession with getting out of her chastity belt. You have to wonder if she was always this motivated after waking up. When she was in charge of your chastity cage, did she wake up full of this same vigor, with an eagerness to feminize you further, or is her personal desire for freedom a greater fuel? You’ll never know, but you are certain that you can’t match her energy. As you unbuckle your handcuffs, stretching your arms afterwards, she’s already dressed and at her desk, trying to connect more dots on her way to genital liberty.\ <<elseif $BDSM gt 8 and $BDSM lt 13>>$Ash is already stirring by the time you open your eyes. And not only is she quickly coming to life, she seems eager to commence the day, primarily because of her obsession with getting out of her chastity belt. You have to wonder if she was always this motivated after waking up. When she was in charge of your chastity cage, did she wake up full of this same vigor, with an eagerness to feminize you further, or is her personal desire for freedom a greater fuel? You’ll never know, but you are certain that you can’t match her energy. As you unbuckle your handcuffs and gag, chomping at the air to try to get some feeling back in your stretched out mouth, she’s already at her desk, trying to connect more dots on her way to genital liberty.\ <<elseif $BDSM gt 12 and $BDSM lt 18>>$Ash is already out of bed by the time your eyes return from dream street to reality. In fact, she’s already dressed and at her desk, connecting dots in the hope of finding an escape to both your chastity devices, though you’re becoming increasingly worried that she might be preferencing her own escape. There’s a hot cup of coffee next to her, giving her brain some extra fuel for her task. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/PrpvZwft/Morning-Ash-coffee.jpg]] Unbuckling the pair of cuffs and then your gag, you lament that your chastity cage can’t come off as easily.\ <<elseif $BDSM gt 17 and $BDSM lt 23>>$Ash is already out of bed by the time your eyes return from dream street to reality. In fact, she’s already dressed and at her desk, connecting dots in the hope of finding an escape to both your chastity devices, though you’re becoming increasingly worried that she might be preferencing her own escape. There’s a hot cup of coffee next to her, giving her brain some extra fuel for her task. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/PrpvZwft/Morning-Ash-coffee.jpg]] Unbuckling the pair of cuffs and then your gag, you lament that your chastity cage can’t come off as easily. Of course, you shortly after remember the collar, which is annoyingly forgettable. Not visually - if you went out with it on, it’d certainly be noticed by anyone and everyone, no, but instead in terms of the feeling of it. In fact, on some strange level, it’s rather comfortable.\ <<elseif $BDSM lt 100>>$Ash is already out of bed by the time your eyes return from dream street to reality. She’s not dressed. In fact, in her growing obsession, she seems to have neglected putting on clothes. She’s still in her underwear, at her desk, working on the escape to her chastity, and yours, hopefully. There’s an empty cup of coffee next to her, but she has a flask full of the caffeine filled liquid to fuel her further. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/PrpvZwft/Morning-Ash-coffee.jpg]] You wouldn’t mind that she’s working so actively on something that will undoubtedly help the two of you, were it not for the fact that you can’t untie yourself without some assistance, and with your gag, it’s not far from impossible to call for help. “Mmm, cmmmm ymm hmmm mm?” She flicks her head round to check disturbance. Her annoyed eyes fill you with a silent fear, but she does eventually unwrap one strap from your arm, if only to stop your incomprehensible moaning, which allows you to free yourself entirely.<</if>> [[Room<-Continue]]

<<set $Panties1 to 0, $PantiesA to 0, $Panties2 to 0, $PantiesB to 0, $Panties3 to 0, $PantiesC to 0, $Panties4 to 0, $PantiesD to 0, $Panties5 to 0, $PantiesE to 0, $Panties6 to 0, $PantiesF to 0, $Panties7 to 0, $PantiesG to 0, $Panties8 to 0, $PantiesH to 0, $Panties9 to 0, $PantiesI to 0, $Panties10 to 0, $PantiesJ to 0, $Panties11 to 0, $PantiesK to 0, $Panties12 to 0, $PantiesL to 0, $Panties13 to 0, $PantiesM to 0, $Panties14 to 0, $PantiesN to 0, $Panties15 to 0, $PantiesO to 0, $Thong1 to 0, $ThongA to 0, $Thong2 to 0, $ThongB to 0, $Thong3 to 0, $ThongC to 0, $Thong4 to 0, $ThongD to 0, $Thong5 to 0, $ThongE to 0, $GarterPanties1 to 0, $GarterPantiesA to 0, $GarterPanties2 to 0, $GarterPantiesB to 0, $Garter1 to 0, $GarterA to 0, $Garter2 to 0, $GarterB to 0, $Garter3 to 0, $GarterC to 0, $Garter4 to 0, $GarterD to 0, $Garter5 to 0, $GarterE to 0, $SportsBra1 to 0, $SportsBraA to 0, $SportsBra2 to 0, $SportsBraB to 0, $SportsBra3 to 0, $SportsBraC to 0, $SportsBra4 to 0, $SportsBraD to 0, $SportsBra5 to 0, $SportsBraE to 0, $SportsBra6 to 0, $SportsBraF to 0, $Bra1 to 0, $BraA to 0, $Bra2 to 0, $BraB to 0, $Bra3 to 0, $BraC to 0, $Bra4 to 0, $BraD to 0, $Bra5 to 0, $BraE to 0, $Bra6 to 0, $BraF to 0, $Bra7 to 0, $BraG to 0, $Bra8 to 0, $BraH to 0, $Bra to 0, $PantyhoseA to 0, $Pantyhose1 to 0, $PantyhoseB to 0, $Pantyhose2 to 0, $PantyhoseC to 0, $Pantyhose3 to 0, $PantyhoseD to 0, $Pantyhose4 to 0, $Pantyhose5 to 0, $PantyhoseE to 0, $Pantyhose6 to 0, $PantyhoseF to 0, $Pantyhose7 to 0, $PantyhoseG to 0, $Pantyhose8 to 0, $PantyhoseH to 0, $Pantyhose9 to 0, $PantyhoseI to 0, $Pantyhose10 to 0, $PantyhoseJ to 0, $TightsA to 0, $Tights1 to 0, $TightsB to 0, $Tights2 to 0, $TightsC to 0, $Tights3 to 0, $TightsD to 0, $Tights4 to 0, $Stockings1 to 0, $StockingsA to 0, $Stockings2 to 0, $StockingsB to 0, $Stockings3 to 0, $StockingsC to 0, $Stockings4 to 0, $StockingsD to 0, $Stockings5 to 0, $StockingsE to 0, $Skirt1 to 0, $SkirtA to 0, $Skirt2 to 0, $SkirtB to 0, $Skirt3 to 0, $SkirtC to 0, $Skirt4 to 0, $SkirtD to 0, $Skirt5 to 0, $SkirtE to 0>>\ <<set $PJ to 0, $PJ1 to 0, $PJA to 0, $PJ2 to 0, $PJB to 0, $PJ3 to 0, $PJC to 0, $PJ4 to 0, $PJD to 0, $PJ5 to 0, $PJE to 0, $PJ6 to 0, $PJF to 0, $PJ7 to 0, $PJG to 0, $PJ8 to 0, $PJH to 0, $PJ9 to 0, $PJI to 0, $PJ10 to 0, $PJJ to 0, $SUSleep to 0>>\ <<set $Dress1 to 0, $DressA to 0, $Dress2 to 0, $DressB to 0, $Dress3 to 0, $DressC to 0, $Dress4 to 0, $DressD to 0, $Dress5 to 0, $DressE to 0, $Maid1 to 0, $MaidA to 0>>\ <<set $Skirt1 to 0, $SkirtA to 0, $Skirt2 to 0, $SkirtB to 0, $Skirt3 to 0, $SkirtC to 0, $Skirt4 to 0, $SkirtD to 0, $Skirt5 to 0, $SkirtE to 0, $Skirt6 to 0, $SkirtF to 0, $Skirt7 to 0, $SkirtG to 0, $Skirt8 to 0, $SkirtH to 0, $Skirt9 to 0, $SkirtI to 0, $Skirt10 to 0, $SkirtJ to 0>>\ <<set $Blouse1 to 0, $BlouseA to 0, $Blouse2 to 0, $BlouseB to 0, $Blouse3 to 0, $BlouseC to 0, $Blouse4 to 0, $BlouseD to 0, $Blouse5 to 0, $BlouseE to 0, $BlouseF to 0>>\ <<set $Pants1 to 0, $PantsA to 0, $Pants2 to 0, $PantsB to 0, $Pants3 to 0, $PantsC to 0, $Pants4 to 0, $PantsD to 0, $Pants5 to 0, $PantsE to 0>>\ <<set $Shoes1 to 0, $ShoesA to 0, $Shoes2 to 0, $ShoesB to 0, $Shoes3 to 0, $ShoesC to 0, $Shoes4 to 0, $ShoesD to 0, $Shoes5 to 0, $ShoesE to 0, $Shoes6 to 0, $ShoesF>>\ <<set $PantiesM to 0, $SU1 to 0, $Underwear to 0, $PantsM to 0, $BlouseM to 0, $Bottom to 0, $Top to 0, $Outfit to 0, $ShoesA to 0, $SocksM to 0, $Hosiery to 0, $Shoes to 0, $Sleepwear to 0, $Skirt to 0, $Blouse to 0, $Pants to 0, $Dress to 0, $App to 0>>\ <<set $DressUn to 0, $PJUn to 0, $UniformUn to 0, $SkirtUn to 0, $BlouseUn to 0, $PantsUn to 0, $ShoesUn to 0, $UnderwearUn to 0, $HosieryUn to 0, $GarterUn to 0, $BraUn to 0>>\ <<set $NailPolishRemover to 0, $PaintedToes to 0, $LightPinkNP to 0, $DarkPinkNP to 0, $RedNP to 0, $PurpleNP to 0, $LightBlueNP to 0, $DarkBlueNP to 0, $DarkGreenNP to 0, $CyanNP to 0, $GrayNP to 0, $BlackNP to 0, $NudeNP to 0, $PaintedFingers to 0, $PaintedToes to 0, $LightPinkToes to 0, $DarkPinkToes to 0, $RedToes to 0, $PurpleToes to 0, $LightBlueToes to 0, $DarkBlueToes to 0, $DarkGreenToes to 0, $CyanToes to 0, $GrayToes to 0, $BlackToes to 0, $NudeToes to 0, $LightPinkFingers to 0, $DarkPinkFingers to 0, $RedFingers to 0, $PurpleFingers to 0, $LightBlueFingers to 0, $DarkBlueFingers to 0, $DarkGreenFingers to 0, $CyanFingers to 0, $GrayFingers to 0, $BlackFingers to 0, $NudeFingers to 0>>\ <<set $Lipstick1 to 0, $LipstickA to 0, $Lipstick2 to 0, $LipstickB to 0, $Lipstick3 to 0, $LipstickC to 0, $Lipstick4 to 0, $LipstickD to 0, $Lipstick5 to 0, $LipstickE to 0, $Lipstick6 to 0, $LipstickF to 0, $Lipstick7 to 0, $LipstickG to 0, $Foundation1 to 0, $FoundationA to 0, $Concealer1 to 0, $ConcealerA to 0, $Mascara1 to 0, $MascaraA to 0, $Eyeliner1 to 0, $EyelinerA to 0, $Blush1 to 0, $BlushA to 0, $Blush2 to 0, $BlushB to 0, $Eyeshadow1 to 0, $EyeshadowA to 0, $Eyeshadow2 to 0, $EyeshadowB to 0, $Eyeshadow3 to 0, $EyeshadowC to 0, $Eyeshadow4 to 0, $EyeshadowD to 0, $Eyeshadow5 to 0, $EyeshadowE to 0, $Eyeshadow6 to 0, $EyeshadowF to 0>>\ <<set $ButtPlug1 to 0, $ButtPlugA to 0, $ButtPlug2 to 0, $ButtPlugB to 0, $ButtPlug3 to 0, $ButtPlugC to 0, $ButtPlug4 to 0, $ButtPlugD to 0, $ButtPlug5 to 0, $ButtPlugE to 0, $ButtPlug6 to 0, $ButtPlugF to 0, $ButtPlug7 to 0, $ButtPlugG to 0>>\ <<set $YPanties to 0, $YThong to 0, $YGarterPanties to 0, $YBra to 0>>\ <<set $Thong31 to 0>>\ <<set $CC1 to 0, $CC2 to 0, $CC3 to 0>>\ \ <<set $name to "James">>\ <<set $Hannah to "Hannah", $HannahR to 0, $HF1 to 0, $HF2 to 0, $HF3 to 0, $HF4 to 0, $HF5 to 0, $HF6 to 0, $HF7 to 0, $HF8 to 0, $HF10 to 0, $HannahAsk to 0, $ComfortablePainting to 0>>\ <<set $Gray to "Gray", $GrayR to 0, $GrayLunchFail to 0, $GrayPunish to 0, $GrayApol to 0, $GrayFirstName to 0, $Gray2 to "Julia" , $GrayBestie to 0, $BlackmailDate to 0, $BlackmailDatePhone to 0, $BlackmailReward to 0, $BlackmailHandjob to 0, $BlackmailPunish to 0>> \ <<set $Ash to "Ashleigh", $AshR to 0, $AshStealPanties to 0, $AshSad to 0, $AshMad to 0, $AshTalkShave to 0, $KissAshShoes to 0, $AshWeek4 to 0, $AshW1 to 0, $AshSkirtHelp to 0, $AshPJHelp to 0, $AshSex to 0, $AshHack to 0, $AshCumGame to 0>>\ <<set $Jen to "Jen", $JenR to 0, $JenK to 0, $JenKey to 0, $JenLevel to 0, $Blackmail to 0>>\ <<set $Alex to "Alex", $AlexR to 0, $A to 0, $A3 to 0>>\ \ <<set $M to 0, $H to 7, $Day to 1, $Weekday to 1, $Weekend to 0, $Money to 0, $Day3 to 1, $Start to 0, $SleepProcess to 0>>\ <<set $Fem to 0, $Home to 0, $House to 0, $BDSM to 0>>\ <<set $Horny to 0, $Stress to 0, $Money to 0>>\ <<set $Priority to 0>>\ <<set $Day2Fem to 0, $SignContract to 0, $SawHair to 0, $SawWetPanties to 0, $SawWalkAway to 0, $BalletPorn to 0, $LostKeys to 0, $StoleFromSatinDiva to 0, $WentWithAsh to 0, $WornTights to 0, $LookUpSissy to 0, $WornLipstick to 0, $LipstickC to 0, $MallSaturday to 0, $MetDr to 0, $WeddingBlackmail to 0>>\ <<set $StoleMoney to 0, $StoleLipstick to 0, $StolePanties to 0>>\ <<set $SkirtTask to 0, $SkirtTask1 to 0, $SkirtTask2 to 0, $PantyhoseTask to 0, $PJTask to 0, $WornNeg to 0>>\ <<set $ButtPlugOrder to 0, $ShoesCOrder to 0, $SportsBraOrder to 0>>\ <<set $Pills to 0, $PillsD to 0, $PillsGray1 to 0, $PillsGray2 to 0, $PillsGray3 to 0>>\ \ <<set $C1 to 0, $C2 to 0, $C3 to 0, $C4 to 0, $C5 to 3, $C6 to 0, $C7 to 0, $C8 to 0, $WeekChores to 0, $ChoresPunish to 0, $MaidVideo to 0>>\ <<set $LaundryDetergent to 0, $GameStation to 0, $GameLoop to 0, $CanvasBags to 0, $Bed2 to 0, $Screwdriver to 0, $Camera to 0, $Umbrella to 0, $LingerieCatalog to 0, $ManiPediKit to 0, $StorageCloset to 0, $SpiceRack to 0, $CoffeeTable to 0, $BathroomCabinet to 0, $ShelvingUnit to 0>>\ <<set $ShaveLegs to 110, $ShaveFace to 0, $Razors to 0, $Shaving to 0, $OrderToShave to 0>>\ <<set $TattooNeck to 0, $TattooArms to 0, $TattooTramp to 0, $TattooWomb to 0, $TattooAss to 0, $TattooLegs to 0>>\ <<set $TattooArmsBear to 0, $TattooWombHeart to 0, $TattooAshAss to 0>>\ <<set $PiercingEar to 0, $PiercingBelly to 0, $PiercingNose to 0>>\ <<set $Code to 0>>\ <<set $HeelSurg to 0>>\ <<set $SPHPornCum to 0>>\ \ <<set $Cooking to 0, $Weeb to 0, $ResExp to 0, $Shaving to 0, $MakeupS to 0, $Voice to 0, $CumS to 0, $FootFetish to 0, $HandS to 0, $SuckS to 0, $AnalS to 0, $PissS to 0, $HeelsS to 0, $HeelsTrained to 0, $VoiceSurgery to 0, $HeelSurgery to 0>>\ <<set $TimesCum to 0, $SpatOn to 0, $TimesSpanked to 0, $TimesEdged to 0, $RuinedOrgasms to 0>>\ <<set $AE1 to 0, $AE2 to 0, $AE3 to 0, $AE4 to 0, $AE5 to 0>>\ <<set $SC1 to 0, $SC2 to 0, $SC3 to 0, $SC4 to 0, $SC5 to 0, $SC6 to 0, $SC7 to 0, $SC8 to 0, $SC9 to 0, $SC10 to 0, $SC11 to 0, $SC12 to 0, $SC13 to 0, $SC14 to 0, $SC15 to 0, $SC16 to 0, $SC17 to 0, $SC18 to 0>>\

Farrix Academy for Girls

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<<if $Day3 is 1>><<set $Fem to 51>><</if>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] <<if $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>You enter room 68 of Farrix to unfortunately spend even more time of your morning with Miss $Gray . “I’d be extremely disappointed if you couldn’t even get your uniform right at this point, and I know $Hannah wouldn’t be a fan either. Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that. Now, strip.”\ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>You enter room 68 of Farrix with $Ash . Miss $Gray is already prepared for your arrival, and she immediately demands you strip.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5ytWZ56r/Inspection.jpg]] <<if $TightsA is 1>>”Black tights are always a classic, but they’re also rather dull, don’t you think?”\ <<elseif $TightsB is 1>>”I’ll admit, not many students wear blue tights to Farrix. After All, it’s hard to see the difference between them and normal black ones. But evidently you’ve taken a shine to collecting hosiery, so I won’t belittle you for it.”\ <<elseif $TightsC is 1>>”I would have expected you to have had an issue looking this feminine. Your tights are girlier than your skirt! I commend you for your confidence in your girlish essence.”\ <<elseif $TightsD is 1>>”I always found white tights to be far too dull. Even nude tights would be less beige, if you know what I mean. And they imply far too much innocence for a girl like you to be wearing them, but I approve enough to allow.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseA is 1>>”This shade of pantyhose is a staple in every girl’s wardrobe, don’t you agree? But they’re also so delicate, and runs are so easy to spot. Such vulnerability is more than appropriate for you though.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseB is 1>>”I used to wear nude pantyhose a lot myself, until I realized black was much better at getting people’s attention. Unless you’re undressed, most people probably wouldn’t even notice your hose. That is, unless you have a fetish for nylon.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseC is 1 or $PantyhoseD is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”You can wear your slutty fishnets as much as you want in your free time, but when you’re at Farrix, you need to be wearing something more appropriate. Perhaps you should look to the legs of your classmates for inspiration.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseH is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”Unless I’m mistaken, you’re at Farrix to learn, not craft potions. These striped pantyhose of yours should stay away from the classroom.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseE is 1>>”With pantyhose like this, it’ll be hard for people to not stare at your legs. They’re very eye-catching, $name . If that’s what you want though, I’ll allow it.” <<elseif $PantyhoseF is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”While I like the color of these pantyhose, I detest the trashy fishnet style. Furthermore, Such loud and obnoxious designs are against the Farrix dress code.”\ <<elseif $StockingsA is 1 or $StockingsB is 1>>”Black stockings: a staple in any wardrobe, especially for a woman in a professional setting like this. I don’t think I could imagine anything more appropriate.”\ <<elseif $StockingsC is 1>>”An interesting dichotomy, isn’t it? Stockings are meant to be slutty, but the nude tone suggests an element of class.”\ <<elseif $StockingsD is 1>>”Pink stockings, the height of both slutiness and femininity. How appropriate.”\ <<elseif $StockingsE is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”Fishnet stockings are completely inappropriate $name . Do you really want all your classmates to think you’re a massive slut? You can parade in them all you like outside Farrix, but inside the building, I expect your choice of hosiery to be more germain.”<</if>> <<if $GrayBestie is 0>>Miss $Gray <<elseif $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <</if>>takes a closer look at your underwear. \ <<if $PantiesA is 1 or $PantiesB is 1 or $PantiesC is 1 or $PantiesD is 1 or $PantiesE is 1 or $PantiesF is 1 or $PantiesG is 1 or $PantiesH is 1 or $PantiesI is 1 or $PantiesJ is 1 or $PantiesK is 1 or $PantiesL is 1 or $PantiesM is 1 or $PantiesN is 1>>”Nice panties. Such beautiful underwear is worn by every student here at Farrix. Wouldn’t it feel wrong to stand out by wearing men’s underwear?”\ <<elseif $GarterPantiesA is 1 or $GarterPantiesB is 1 or $GarterPantiesC is 1>>”Garter panties? A beautiful mix of sexyness and practicality. I’m more than impressed in your choice of underwear today.”\ <<elseif $ThongA is 1 or $ThongB is 1 or $ThongC is 1 or $ThongD is 1 or $ThongE is 1>>”A thong? Good for hiding panty lines, and for feeling sexy all day long. Which one do you care about more?”<</if>> <<if $GarterA is 1 or $GarterB is 1>>”A beautiful garter belt. Useful for so many things, like being sexier, or holding up a pair of sultry stockings, and all without a single suggestion from me."<<elseif $GarterC is 1>>”Simply adorable garters. It should be a crime that no one can see them on your legs.”<</if>> <<if $ShaveLegs gt 6>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>Miss $Gray looks at your legs. "Really? How could you let your legs grow this disgusting? Be sure to shave them and they'll look and feel much better."\ <<elseif $ShaveLegs lt 3>>Miss $Gray lightly strokes your leg. "Don't you just love the feeling of freshly shaven legs? So smooth, so feminine. Keep it up."\ <<elseif $ShaveLegs lt 7>>Miss $Gray admires your legs. "Smooth. Be sure to keep it up."<</if>> <<if $Pills gt 5 and $PillsGray1 is 0>><<set $PillsGray1 to 1, $GrayR to $GrayR + 1>>”What are these?” She leans into your chest, noticing the two boobs hanging there. “$Ash had told me she planned on giving you breasts, but I was doubtful she would get you to willingly accept them. Maybe she’s a better Mistress than I gave her credit for. Regardless, I’m impressed that you’re accepting of your new role. Of course, it’s now all the more important that you wear a bra.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 12 and $PillsGray2 is 0>><<set $PillsGray2 to 1, $GrayR to $GrayR + 1>>”Your boobs have…grown.” Your teacher is visibly startled, and she clears her throat to try and regain composure. “Well, $Ash continues to surprise, doesn’t she? Those breasts are very fitting, and are sure to be noticed. good job.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 19 and $PillsGray3 is 0>><<set $PillsGray3 to 1>>”Looks like someone has been taking their medication.” She takes a closer look at your chest. “As much as I’m happy that you’re so accepting of your new role in life, there’s also something to be said for taking things slowly. After all that time I spent training you, did I ever rush? These breasts are nice, but I’m beginning to grow concerned that you are doing this without thinking about it.\ <<elseif $Pills gt 19 and $Bra is 1>>She inspects your chest. “Those generous breasts of yours look amazing in that lingerie. Great selection.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 19 and $SportsBra is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>She inspects your chest. “A sports bra would be fine if you were still growing your boobs. But those are anything but small, so you should be wearing something sexier.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 12 and $SportsBra is 1>>She inspects your chest. “Those blossoming breasts of yours are beautiful, but when contained in that dull sports bra, it almost ruins the look.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 12 and $Bra is 1>>She inspects your chest. “Your breasts are beautiful, and you’re clearly developing a fine taste for lingerie."\ <<elseif $Pills gt 5 and $SportsBra is 1>>She inspects your chest. “Your cute breasts fill up that sports bra nicely, but it’s also quite plain, isn’t it? Something sexier would be much nicer.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 5 and $Bra is 1>>She inspects your chest. “Those cute breasts look even cuter in that bra of yours.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 5 and $Bra is 0 and $SportsBra is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”Now that you have breasts like every other student at Farrix, it would be incredibly unprofessional to not wear a bra. After all, if you saw a girl’s nipples poking through her blouse, you’d be staring all day, wouldn’t you?”\ <<elseif $Bra is 1>>She looks closer at your chest, though she can undoubtedly already see the impression created from your bra through the thin, white material of your blouse.\ <<elseif $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra1 is 1>>She cups her hand gently against your chest, confirming the sports bra underneath your shirt. "Do you like someone feeling your breasts?" She laughs at the uncomfortable expression that your face turns into.\ <<elseif $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra1 is 0 and $Bra is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>She presses her hand against your chest. When she senses that there is no bra beneath your shirt, she looks disappointed.\ <<else>>She lets out a small, almost unhearable grunt of dissatisfaction after looking towards your chest.<</if>> <<if $ShoesC is 1>>She sees the adorable flats on your feet. "Such cute shoes, $name , though I think something a bit more mature would be better suited for a sissy such as yourself.”<</if>> <<if $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlugA is 0>>Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. "Nice to see you can remember this" she taunts, pressing down on your rear. "I'm sure it will be harder for you to daydream in class when you have this penetrating you."<<elseif $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlugA is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1 and $TimesSpanked to $TimesSpanked + 1>>Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. The silent room is quickly filled with a shriek from you as her hand slaps your butt cheeks. "I thought I made it clear that you will wear a butt plug from now on." Several more times you cry out as her hand hits you.<</if>> <<if $BraA is 1 and $PantiesA is 1 or $BraA is 1 and $PantiesF is 1 or $BraA is 1 and $ThongB is 1 or $BraA is 1 and $GarterPantiesA is 1>>”Great job of matching your panties and bra. Pink is always a classic, especially for sissies such as yourself.”\ <<elseif $BraE is 1 and $PantiesE is 1>>”I do love your panties, $name . Leopard print is always a sultry style, but the pink brings it back to your true nature: being a sissy.”\ <<elseif $BraF is 1 and $PantiesA is 1 or $BraF is 1 and $PantiesF is 1 or $BraF is 1 and $GarterPantiesA is 1 or $BraF is 1 and $PantiesC is 1 or $BraF is 1 and $ThongB is 1 or $BraF is 1 and $ThongA is 1>>”It’s hard to go wrong with pink or black lingerie, and picking both makes them even more versatile. But despite the simplicity of the palette, you make it look great.”\ <<elseif $BraB is 1 and $PantiesB is 1 or $BraB is 1 and $GarterPantiesB is 1>>”There isn’t a sexier color than red, is there? Even so, you make it look greater than I thought it would on you.”\ <<elseif $BraD is 1 and $PantiesD is 1>>”This white lingerie makes you look angelic, but angels don’t have the greatest sense of fashion. You would look much sexier in something more characterful.”\ <<elseif $BraG is 1 and $PantiesG is 1>>”This matching set looks incredibly luxurious. Even if yellow isn’t as overtly feminine as pink is, you make up for that with your own girlish looks.”\ <<elseif $BraH is 1 and $PantiesH is 1 or $BraH is 1 and $ThongC is 1>>”I might have thought wearing blue lingerie was an attempt on your part to appear more masculine. Even if that were true, it’s hard to make a bra look “boyish”, isn’t it?”\ <<elseif $BraC is 1 and $PantiesC is 1 or $BraC is 1 and $GarterPanties is 1 or $BraC is 1 and $GarterPantiesB is 1>>”Black somehow manages to be both simple and sexy, but your black lingerie makes you look much more of the latter than the former.”\ <<elseif $Bra is 0 and $SportsBra is 0>>”Without a bra, you can’t even match your lingerie. This is an important aspect of womanhood that you’re missing out on.”\ <<else>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”Unfortunately, you can’t even match your lingerie, can you? I really didn’t think I would have to give you a lesson on this, $name . It’s very simple stuff for girls. Colors go together, patterns go together. Make sure to do better next time.”<</if>> <<if $BraA is 1 and $YBra is 1 or $BraB is 1 and $YBra is 2 or $BraC is 1 and $YBra is 3 or $BraD is 1 and $YBra is 4 or $BraE is 1 and $YBra is 5 or $BraF is 1 and $YBra is 6 or $BraH is 1 and $YBra is 8 or $PantiesA is 1 and $YPanties is 1 or $PantiesB is 1 and $YPanties is 2 or $PantiesC is 1 and $YPanties is 3 or $PantiesD is 1 and $YPanties is 4 or $PantiesE is 1 and $YPanties is 5 or $PantiesF is 1 and $YPanties is 6 or $PantiesG is 1 and $YPanties is 7 or $PantiesH is 1 and $YPanties is 8 or $PantiesI is 1 and $YPanties is 9 or $PantiesJ is 1 and $YPanties is 10 or $ThongA is 1 and $YThong is 1 or $ThongB is 1 and $YThong is 2 or $ThongC is 1 and $YThong is 3 or $GarterPantiesA is 1 and $YGarterPanties is 1 or $GarterPantiesB is 1 and $YGarterPanties is 2>> \ <<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”If memory serves me correctly, you wore the same underwear yesterday. You should change your lingerie up everyday, $name . Both for hygiene purposes, and to make life a little less dull."<</if>>\ <<if $BraA is 1>><<set $YBra to 1>>\ <<elseif $BraB is 1>><<set $YBra to 2>>\ <<elseif $BraC is 1>><<set $YBra to 3>>\ <<elseif $BraD is 1>><<set $YBra to 4>>\ <<elseif $BraE is 1>><<set $YBra to 5>>\ <<elseif $BraF is 1>><<set $YBra to 6>>\ <<elseif $BraG is 1>><<set $YBra to 7>>\ <<elseif $BraH is 1>><<set $YBra to 8>><</if>>\ <<if $PantiesA is 1>><<set $YPanties to 1>>\ <<elseif $PantiesB is 1>><<set $YPanties to 2>>\ <<elseif $PantiesC is 1>><<set $YPanties to 3>>\ <<elseif $PantiesD is 1>><<set $YPanties to 4>>\ <<elseif $PantiesE is 1>><<set $YPanties to 5>>\ <<elseif $PantiesF is 1>><<set $YPanties to 6>>\ <<elseif $PantiesG is 1>><<set $YPanties to 7>>\ <<elseif $PantiesH is 1>><<set $YPanties to 8>>\ <<elseif $PantiesI is 1>><<set $YPanties to 9>>\ <<elseif $PantiesJ is 1>><<set $YPanties to 10>>\ <<elseif $ThongA is 1>><<set $YThong to 1>>\ <<elseif $ThongB is 1>><<set $YThong to 2>>\ <<elseif $ThongC is 1>><<set $YThong to 3>>\ <<elseif $GarterPantiesA is 1>><<set $YGarterPanties to 1>>\ <<elseif $GarterPantiesB is 1>><<set $YGarterPanties to 2>><</if>>\ \ She then lets you dress yourself again. <<if $PaintedFingers gt 0>>Though she does decide to make a comment on your nails to complete your inspection. <</if>><<if $LightPinkFingers gt 0 or $DarkPinkFingers gt 0>>”I have to say, I do love that shade of nail polish. Such a feminine color is too blatantly girly for me, but it suits you perfectly.”\ <<elseif $RedFingers gt 0>>”Red nails truly are a hallmark of a slut. And such flagrant whorishness is almost in violation of an acceptable uniform. Almost.”\ <<elseif $PurpleFingers gt 0 or $DarkGreenFingers gt 0 or $GrayFingers gt 0 or $NudeFingers gt 0>>”I’m always in favor of you exploring new ways of expressing your femininity, but I do find that shade of nail polish somewhat dull.”\ <<elseif $LightBlueFingers gt 0 or $DarkBlueFingers gt 0 or $CyanFingers gt 0>>”I do love how blue is a masculine color, but those nails just scream “girly!””\ <<elseif $BlackFingers gt 0>>”I would argue that there are more guys with black nails than there are women. Maybe in your male uniform I would have taken issue with them, but with your skirt and blouse, I think they look feminine enough.”<</if>> <<if $PaintedFingers lt 3 and $PaintedFingers gt 0>>”Though they could do with another coat.”<</if>> <<if $GrayLunchFail is 0>>”Exemplary look $name . Well done.”\ <<elseif $GrayBestie is 0 and $GrayLunchFail is 1>>”Your outfit is sadly not impeccable. Come here at lunch for detention.”\ <<elseif $GrayBestie is 0 and $GrayLunchFail gt 1>>”Your look is disgraceful, $name . You’ve both a lunchtime and an after school detention because of your insolence."\ <<elseif $GrayBestie is 1 and $GrayLunchFail is 1>>”Your look is not impeccable, but I’m willing to overlook that transgression since the rest of your appearance was quite well put together."\ <<elseif $GrayBestie is 1 and $GrayLunchFail is 2>>”Your look today is far from perfect $name , and it's sad that you continue to test me like this. Come here at lunch for detention.”\ <<elseif $GrayBestie is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 2>>”Your look today is appalling, $name . I might be willing to overlook lesser imperfections, but this cannot be tolerated. Come here at lunch and after school for detention."<</if>> [[12-1b<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 8>><<set $M to 0>>\ <<if $Home is 1>>The other students file in around you, most notably, your trainer and one of your keyholders, $Ash .\ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. You can’t imagine how hellish it would be if there weren’t anyone but you two to face Miss $Gray ‘s wrath.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>Your eyes are locked on the door like you’re an eager bird watcher, seeking the beautiful creature that would light up your day by their presence. For you, that delightful moment arrives when Mistress $Ash walks into the classroom, sitting next to you, instantly filling you with joy.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. Whilst you're waiting, $Gray2 smiles at you, encouraging you for the day ahead. You do the best you can for the woman who has the responsibility of feminizing you.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMzGh6KR/Desk-Ash.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $Home is 1>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash ). Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>><<set $Stress to $Stress - 2>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her. Thoughts of Miss $Gray are annoying, though, since you’d much rather be thinking about the goddess right next to you. Being around Mistress $Ash , even when you’re forbidden from talking to her, is like nirvana for a submissive slave like yourself. Even more irritating than the thought of Miss $Gray knaving you from thought of your queen, is when she takes a more deliberate approach of separating you from Mistress, which she enforces by demanding you stop looking towards her.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash .) Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>Likely thanks to your transformed relationship with her, $Gray2 barely bothers you through the class. It seems she knows feminizing you is taxing enough without giving you the further stress of a torrent of questions. Besides, she did admit to giving you far better grades than you deserve. All this isn’t to say she extends the same favor to $Ash , who she practically bullies with questions for an hour. To her credit, she does as she said you must. $Ash fulfills the role of a perfect student well. She answers every question with an almost obsessive level of detail. Having close relationships with both women is a complex situation to be in, especially when they both seem intent on screwing the other one over. A day may come when you have to truly decide between them, unless a third option presents itself. <</if>> <<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>The butt plug occupying your rear leaves your mind racing with dirty thoughts. <</if>><<if $Boobs gt 5 and $Bra is 0>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>Your prominent boobs do bother you. You're both worried about your nipples blushing over being stared at, and your budding breasts having no support. At this size, they really require it. <</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8 and $BlackmailVibrator is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>It’s inevitable with how horny you are, that your mind, and your eyes, will wander. When they do rest on the bodies of your peers, a not quite pleasant vibration shoots through your chastity cage. It serves to stop you looking at the other students, but not for long. After several jolts over the period, you’re left even hornier.<<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 1 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 3 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 2>>With how horny you are, you could very easily let your eyes wander to the other students, but when she’s around, you only have eyes for her.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class.If $Gray2 notices, she doesn’t seem to care.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is not 2>>You manage to pay attention during the lesson, taking notes and listening diligently.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is 2>>With Mistress $Ash next to you, it’s hard to do anything productive during the lesson.<</if>> <<if $Day3 is 1>>[[Jen Monday Final<-Continue to lunch][$H to 10]]<<else>>[[12-1c<-Continue]]<</if>>

You arrive at the location your teacher, and your keyholder, told you to. It’s a very fancy street lined with exquisite restaurants with authentic cuisine from countries all around the world. At least, that’s what you can tell from the exterior of the establishments. With the reputation this area of the city has, you wouldn’t imagine coming here without a good reason, but this certainly qualifies. You barely get a chance to absorb your surroundings when a taxi pulls over to the side of the road, and Miss $Gray gets out. She hands the cab driver a handful of money, without worrying about the change. Immediately from her outfit, you know this is definitely a different side of her from what you’re used to. She’s donning a short red cocktail dress which undoubtedly costs more money than you’ve ever earned in your lifetime. The stark contrast in outfits continues on her bottom half. She’s never once taught at Farrix without some form of hosiery on her legs, but today, she’s letting her luscious long legs breath. A pair of sultry scarlet heels adds an artificial 5 inches to her height. It would seem even in a relatively casual situation, she won’t let you be more powerful than her by way of stature. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/MT3y6wSc/Gray-red-dress.jpg]] “$name , it’s lovely to see you outside the confines of the classroom for once, don’t you agree?” She smiles with what seems like a genuine look of glee. “Absolutely, Miss $Gray . You look stunning, by the way.” “Thank you dear. I could say the same thing to you, but you still look anxious over wearing such an outfit. If you allowed yourself to relax, your beauty would increase tenfold.” <<if $BlackmailDate is 2>><<set $GrayR to $GrayR - 1>>“I assume those are for me?” She points to the bouquet of flowers in your hand, that you then hand her. “How…cheap. I would have preferred you simply forgot my request rather than insulting me with these.” She tosses them in a trash can while leading the way to your mutual destination.\ <<elseif $BlackmailDate is 3>><<set $GrayR to $GrayR + 1>>“I assume those are for me?” She points to the bouquet of flowers in your hand, that you then hand her. “They look beautiful $name , and they smell of” she sniffs the petals a couple of times, trying to decide on an answer “of nothing. The cheaper ones do tend to lose their scent shortly. Still, they’re stunning by appearance, you remembered my request.” She keeps hold of them while leading you to your mutual destination.\ <<elseif $BlackmailDate is 4>><<set $GrayR to $GrayR + 2>>“I assume those are for me?” She points to the bouquet of flowers in your hand, that you then hand her. “These are absolutely magnificent $name . Not even prospective suitors have tried to impress me with flowers this gorgeous before.” Her nose dives into the petals to take in a whiff of the scent. “And they smell even better than they look! I was not expecting you to take my request so seriously. I apologize for assuming you wouldn’t care. Let’s get to a restaurant so I can get them put in a vase before they have a chance to lose their beauty.” She holds them close to her body while leading you to your mutual destination.\ <<elseif $BlackmailDate is 1>>Without further delay, she leads the way to your mutual destination.<</if>> “Do you come here often?” You ask, trying to make conversation while still taking in the alien scenery. “Not as often as I’d like to. Work keeps me rather busy, as you can probably imagine. But whenever I have the occasion to, this is my first destination. “Do you have a favorite restaurant?” “It’s exactly where I’m taking you tonight. I hope you like Italian food.” Minutes later, you’re outside your stop. “Il Carico Salato.” The sign reads. “Authentic cuisine from the food capital of the world.” You can only hope the tagline lives up to its claim. “Hello, madam and…madam! You have a reservation, correct?” The valet asks in an over the top italian accent. Looking around, you can tell you’re never going to get seated if you don't. “$Gray .“ “Ah, si, si! I have you right here!” He ticks off a name on his little clipboard before leading you to a small booth in the establishment. The main area of the restaurant is dimly lit, making it hard to examine the artsy decor lining the walls like clocks in a clock shop. After getting seated, he places a pair of menus on the table. “I do have to warn you, our kitchen is rather backed up. There’s going to be a delay on your orders.” “A delay? I’d ask you to look at your clipboard again.” Miss $Gray is clearly pissed at the hindrance. “I’m sorry ma'am. You are $Gray right, unless you spell it with an “e” here?” He looks confused at his form. “Nevermind. <<if $BlackmailDate gt 2>>Just put these in some water and let us decide on what to order.” She shoves the flowers into his chest.<<else>>Leave us alone and let us order.”<</if>> “Of course. Would you like to hear about the specials?” Miss $Gray ‘s gaze scares the man off before he can test her patience further. “Twit.” “Huh?” “I’ve never seen that valet here before. He clearly has no idea who I am. I don’t imagine he will last long.” “It must be hard being a waiter in such a busy place.” Being at the end of Miss $Gray ‘s scorn makes you feel some sympathy for the man. The two of you look at the menus, and you’re hit again with the realization of just how much of an upscale restaurant it is. Half the foods you can't pronounce, and the ones you can understand don’t sound particularly appealing either. The corresponding pictures confirm it’s a quality over quantity type of place, and at the sight of the prices, you hope Miss $Gray is considering this her treat. “Anything catch your eye?” “Well…not really, no.” “Since this is on me” you breathe a sigh of relief “how about you get the same as me? I know what’s hard to go wrong with.” You smile at her idea, and she beckons the waiter back over. She orders a starter, main course, and dessert, but the Italian words float over your head before you can try to relate it to something you know. “And for drinks?” “A bottle of tempranillo, and two glasses.” “I’m sorry ma’am, we’re actually all out of that. Can I interest you in…” “We’ll have whatever’s closest to it and in stock.” She hands the man both your menus before dismissing him. There's a peculiar silence that neither you nor Miss $Gray seem intent to fill. Being around each other in such a different environment is enough to take in without discourse. Eventually though, she decides to break it. “No matter how much I’ve thought about it, I’m still curious why you decided to ask me on this “date”. While our relationship certainly is more than just student and teacher, and well past extracurricular as well, you could have asked for something else. So what made you ask me for this? And, please be honest. I won’t be offended if you said something I didn’t like.” [[Blackmail Date 1a<-To get to know her][$H to $H + 1]] [[Blackmail Date 1b<-Confess you have a crush on her][$H to $H + 1]]

“Actually, I wanted to get to know you a bit more. Like you said, you’re not just my teacher and I’m not just your student. So it felt strange that I know so little about you personally.” “I see. That’s rather sweet, $name . I don’t want to be an armchair psychologist, but perhaps it’s that you are feeling the lack of power you have in our relationship, and it’s your attempt at wrestling some control back into your life. It’s respectable if that’s the case. If you don’t like something, it’s natural to want to find a solution to it. That’s fine with me, as long as you understand that you’ll never have any ounce of real, tangible power over me.” “Well, thank you for answering my question about how we got here. What about you? Do you have any questions about our past?” [[Blackmail Date 2a<-Why she became a teacher]] [[Blackmail Date 2b<-Why she wants to sissify you]]

“Well…I think you’re kind of attractive, so I thought spending some time with you away from Farrix would be nice.” Miss $Gray doesn’t bat an eyelash at your response, but she doesn’t blush either. “I wasn’t expecting that response. I respect your honesty, and that is a flattering thing for you to say. Though I think it’s important to realize that you may not have a crush on me for the most honest reasons.” You’re incredibly confused at her response. “Let me elaborate. Am I correct in assuming you never had any success with women?” You nod your head. “They probably, for the most part, never even gave you attention, right?” You nod your head. “Well, you could have those feelings for me purely because I’m a woman who pays attention to you. Both what you say when we talk, and in a more sexual manner, when I interact with your chastity cage, and what’s inside it. Whether you like why I do it or not, the attention is probably gratifying. But all this is not to say I frown upon your infatuation with me. Those feelings aren’t a bad thing. Desire can be a powerful emotion.” “Well, thank you for answering my question about how we got here. What about you? Do you have any questions about our past?” [[Blackmail Date 2a<-Why she became a teacher]] [[Blackmail Date 2b<-Why she wants to sissify you]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/dQN1Ccx6/Wine.jpg]] “What made you become a teacher?” She takes a sip from her wine glass. “According to everyone I knew it was a natural position for me to end up in. I always craved to be in a position of power, and whenever I wasn’t in one, I was either miserable, or took measures to ensure I was in one.” She laughs a little. “I hated being in school myself.” “Really?” “I always felt I was the smartest person in the room, even smarter than the person who was supposed to be teaching me. And I was often right. But with that kind of mentality, it makes it feel terrible when you can’t do anything about it. You’ve got no choice but to be at the whim of someone weaker than you, and that never seemed right to me. So from that day on, I promised myself to never be beneath someone who was weaker than me. And if I happened to be in that position, I would do whatever it took to reverse it. If you can have your position taken from you, you deserve to lose it. Don’t you agree? Afterall, isn’t that what you did to $Ash ?” Her philosophy is something you can’t sign onto without more time to think about it, so you decided to give a joke instead. “So you would respect me if I could take power back from you?” She laughs after taking another sip of her wine. “Yes. Yes, I suppose I would.” [[Blackmail Date 3<-Continue]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/dQN1Ccx6/Wine.jpg]] “Why are you trying to turn me into a sissy?” You have to look around after saying that to make sure no one's giving you any strange looks. She replies after taking a sip of wine. “I’d argue I’m doing more than just trying.” She laughs. “But I see your point. Sadly though, I can’t answer that entirely honestly. But you do deserve something in the way of the truth. So what I can say is that it wasn’t entirely up to me. I was asked to do it by… a party who I…do favors for.” “Do you know why they wanted you to do it?” “Not as much as I’d like to know, and I can’t tell you all that anyway. I know that someone made a request to my friends, and from there, I didn’t have much choice.” There’s a contemplative silence where you try to fill in the gaps. “Was…was I ever supposed to go to Morton?” She smiles after taking another sip of wine. “You are, perceptive $name . I shouldn’t say anymore though.” [[Blackmail Date 3<-Continue]]

The conversation is interrupted by the return of the waiter, with two tiny dishes in each hand. “For a starter, we have roasted lobster with beautifully boiled carrots drizzled with Mediterranean spices and completed with a butternut squash puree.” He sets the dishes down in front of you, and they're exactly what they looked like from the pictures - minimalistic. Which is not to say they’re unappetizing, but it could be consumed in about two bites. “Eat up. Cold, expensive food is like a ruined orgasm.” You do as commanded, swiping the cooked crustacean in the creamy puree before stuffing it in your mouth, where it promptly feels like an eruption of taste spurting inside you. You chew it with your teeth and let the delectable delicacy split into countless crumbs that spread their joyful flavor to your gums, your teeth, your tongue. But it’s over before you recognize it started and the white dish is a stained canvas of sauces and puree that can’t be eaten anymore, no matter how much you scrape the cutlery against the ceramic in an effort to keep the flavor from ending. Miss $Gray smiles at you after seeing how much you enjoyed the starter while the waiter retrieves the empty plates. “I hope you enjoyed that as much as it looked like you did. After what we’ve talked about though, I’m curious about something. You’ve experienced me feminizng you, as well $Ash 's poor imitation. So what's your opinion on your new feminine lifestyle, and how you arrived at this moment? Again, please be honest. I won’t be upset by your answer.” [[Blackmail Date 4a<-It’s mostly positive][$H to $H +1]] [[Blackmail Date 4b<-You feel neutral][$H to $H + 1]] [[Blackmail Date 4c<-It’s mostly negative][$H to $H + 1]]

You gulp before you respond, taking an extra moment to understand the implications at your proceeding confession. “Actually, I would say I love it.” After yet another drink of her wine, you can see a somewhat surprised expression on $Miss $Gray ‘s countenance. “Really? Don't mistake my tone. I’m not terribly surprised that you feel that way, more that you’re willing to admit it. But what exactly makes you feel that way?” You explain how the much greater choices of fashion are extremely liberating, compared to male clothing, as well as how the accessories women can wear allow much greater expression while feeling pretty, which can be a massive confidence booster. The same can be said about makeup, you posit, since it can also hide any blemishes you might feel self conscious about. While all these things can draw extra attention, you know that’s not always a bad thing. “I see. All are valid reasons that I can respect. Truthfully, I always feel sorry for how little choice men have when it comes to fashion. Gender seems like such an arbitrary thing to preclude people from wearing clothing on the basis of. Surely a world in which people can express themselves through clothing however they want would be a better one, right? Especially if it makes people happier. Is there any other reason why you feel this way?” You discuss your increased sexuality. Your perpetual chastity has led you to be more aware of every sexual act. And the few times you are allowed escape from it feels divine. Thanks to those around you, you’ve grown to think more about the idea of your mouth, or even butt being used for the purposes of sexual pleasure. At the very least, since you’ve met Miss $Gray , your ability to fantasize has gone through the roof. “It’s hard to see chastity as anything other than a curse, especially if it’s forced on you, I’m sure. But you have a great way of looking at it. It is very interesting how people tend to value something more if they don’t have it. I do wonder what the perfect amount of freedom and control in regards to chastity would be. You’d have to have enough control taken from you so that you appreciate the times you’re let out, but would have to be allowed to orgasm enough so that you can appreciate it without most of your sexual experiences being teasing. In another life, perhaps I would be obsessed with finding the golden point of freedom and restraint, and you would have been my test subject.” She takes a break to drink even more wine. “I actually find the idea of permanent chastity to be counter intuitive, and oftentimes, bad. If someone truly has no chance of escape from chastity, and they’re aware of it, they would lose all desire to serve, unless they were completely brainwashed. It’s far better to keep the key, metaphorical or literal, hanging over them to keep them constantly striving for it. The only time I would consider permanent chastity for someone was if I were going to discard them. Then I would have them locked in a cage until they die, as a final punishment. In regards to your usage of your mouth and ass, I think it’s a great thing. Men normally treat receiving pleasure as a very simple thing, when in reality, giving can be just as fun. And if you’ve got an extra 2 holes, or even a pair of hands that can be used for giving, I think you’re maximizing your pleasure.” “What about you? Do you have any questions for me?” [[Blackmail Date 5a<-If she’s in a relationship]] [[Blackmail Date 5b<-Why the diary was so important]]

Contemplating the question takes more thought than you thought it would. It certainly has not come without its fair share of detestable, humiliating, demeaning and frustrating moments, but there has also been a surprising amount of fun to be had in this new life of yours. You express how liberating women’s fashion can be, even if it’s occasionally juxtaposed by a desire to wake up and sloth around in a pair of joggers and an oversized t-shirt. Lingerie can be fun, and even make you feel extra confident, but that’s often undermined by worries over people spotting a bra strap under your clothing, or a hint of nylon at your ankle. Makeup can make you feel stunning, like the most beautiful girl on the planet, but it’s stressful to do and often feels not worth the effort. Miss $Gray seems to understand your points, and she comments on them after another drink of wine. “Men seem to have it easier in terms of their ability to do little for their appearance, but it often feels unrewarding. Even if you want to put in extra care into your outfit as a man, you’re not allowed to in many ways, at least compared to the alternative. Whereas for women, there’s an expectation to put in that effort automatically, which is an unfair requirement. Yet when you do put in that care, you can feel incredible. I don’t know which choice is better. In a perfect world, I suppose there would be a middle ground of no expectation but the ability to put in the effort if you wanted to. But sadly, we don’t live in a perfect world.” You discuss your chastity. How it’s stopped you from wasting away weekends jacking off, but has come at the cost of very rarely getting sexual pleasure. You also confess how your new interest in your mouth or even your butt being used isn't immediately gross like you once considered it to be, but it’s still terrifying. “I always knew chastity would end up in a net positive for you, it would only take time for you to be able to realize that. WIth your increased time from not jacking off, you might want to devote yourself to being a better sissy, especially if it results in the occasional reward. Using your orifices, though, is something I envy you for. You’re still new to it, so there’s excitement in it still. It’s similar to how sex is the best thing when you’re still a virgin, but when you do it a few times, it loses its luster. It’s understandable to be frightened. I’m just suggesting you might enjoy it more if you look at it from the perspective of trying something new.” After finishing her point, she takes another drink of wine. “What about you? Do you have any questions for me?” [[Blackmail Date 5a<-If she’s in a relationship]] [[Blackmail Date 5b<-Why the diary was so important]]

It’s easy to arrive at the conclusion that you hate your sissification, and even more so since it’s forced upon you. You curse how convoluted lingerie is when a pair of socks has the same functionality as stockings, but you don’t have to worry about them getting a ladder, or them falling down, or having to keep your legs shaved so that they look nice. Your ire then turns to the rest of women’s clothing. You rant about how skirts are impractical, and that it’s no wonder pants are becoming the preferred choice for females. You yell about how dresses are hard to pee in regardless of what’s between your legs, and how girls’ shoes offer nothing in the way of support, especially heels, which must be too painful to feel good. Miss $Gray drinks more of her wine while listening to your enraged argument. “I agree completely. Socks do have the same functionality as stockings. But you have to admit, they look a lot more beautiful than some dull socks. After all, would you rather watch porn with a girl wearing lingerie or socks? And I can promise you, no girl ever feels sexy wearing a pair of socks if they’ve worn fine hosiery before. And that feeling of sexiness can negate any of the drawbacks you’ve outlined. Skirts and dresses are the same. Yes, you have to worry about crossing your legs if it’s short, or about it being cold outside. But there are plenty of women who still pick them over pants. Want to know why? It’s because they realized the feeling of sexiness a skirt or dress gives trumps those impracticalities. Heels are the same. But they come with the added benefit of making some men feel small. I’ve alway laughed at those males who worry about a girl being taller than them, as if that’s an issue, so I’m more than happy to make them feel insecure.” Your argument was completely annihilated by Miss $Gray , so you switch topics to your new sense of sexuality. Enforced chastity is the bane of your life and it’s hard to think about anything else sometimes. Not having access to your dick is crazy to you still, and it’s something you will always hold against your teacher. Your few ventures into your mouth and butt being used as sex organs have never felt great when it’s still unfamiliar. And you certainly don’t enjoy it being forced upon you. “I hoped you were used to chastity by now, but evidently not. If you need a self serving reason to try and enjoy it though, you can use it as fuel. Use that anger at me forcing you into that cage to become better so that one day, you can prove to me you’re strong, and didn’t deserve to be put in that cage in the first place. And I would consider the usage of your anus and mouth much in the same way. If someone forced you to do something you didn’t like, let it drive you to become better than them.” After your discussion on the topic finishes, she takes another drink of wine. “What about you? Do you have any questions for me?” [[Blackmail Date 5a<-If she’s in a relationship]] [[Blackmail Date 5b<-Why the diary was so important]]

“Are you in a relationship?” In some crazy part of your mind, it’s like the answer will have some sort of implication, even though you know she could never see you like that. “I am not, no. I never prioritized them too highly. They can be a painful distraction, and I’m a busy woman. After even a few, I realized they were all the same. Everyone is willing to love you until it becomes an inconvenience for them. And no matter how much it seems like they do care, they quickly show their “love” isn’t genuine. I barely care about that term anymore. It’s thrown around like glitter at a celebration and it’s lost its value. If you truly love someone, act like it. Like they’re your sun, your water, your air. Without them, life would be meaningless. It’s not something you should be able to get over quickly.” “When was the last time you were in a relationship?” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/0N5YLrzf/Wine.jpg]] “A week ago.” She takes yet another drink of wine. “I was too committed to my work. Some people can’t live without another’s constant affection and they couldn’t handle it. After a change of plans, I decided not to move in with them. That, combined with my refusal to say “I love you” spelled the end of our relationship. “I’m sorry.” “Don’t be. It’s not your fault.” [[Blackmail Date 6<-Continue]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/0N5YLrzf/Wine.jpg]] “Why was $Ash ‘s diary so important to you?” After yet another drink of her wine, Miss $Gray responds. “I don’t hate $Ash for trying to take advantage of me with the knowledge of my emails. In fact, I rather respect her for it. What I can hate and do not respect is her writing that information down. It could have so easily got out into the world without anyone having the chance to put a stop to it. And look at what happened. You stumbled across it, but you could have very easily been someone else. Had you played your cards differently, or were more reckless about the situation, our lives could be playing out very distinctly. And that’s on top of the academic extortion she tried to force on me. Even if just that got out, I’d be out of another job. But much worse this time, since my work is so important here. “What about some of the later entries?” “Well, I was infuriated when she wanted me to give her the key to your cage. Of course, I couldn’t let either of you see that. But the fact she held onto those files even after she said they would be deleted was something I would have to punish. As for her chastity belt that I forced her to wear from that day onwards, yes, of course I knew she would take advantage of having the key. But she would have to wear it everyday to Farrix, so I could take the key from her then, if I wanted to. Plus, it also gave me a chance to see how the belt designs differ from the cage when worn. They’re much more secure.” She pauses to reflect for a moment. “Truthfully, I started to view her having your key as a good thing. We had the same goal in feminizing you, even if we had many different reasons for it. It would take off from my work load considerably. Sadly, she did not live up to the trainer I expected her to be. She wasn’t as efficient as I knew I would be, so I had to take control back. She begged me on that day, on her knees, pleading for a chance to show she was a good Mistress. Yet again though, she left me disappointed.” [[Blackmail Date 6<-Continue]]

The conversation is again interrupted by the return of the waiter. He places two plates down in front of you, as before. “This is a tromboncino squash imported from the expensive regions of Italy, sprinkled with a helping of goat’s cheese and dusted with a fine chili powder.” The waiter attempts to leave, but Miss $Gray grabs him by his coattails. “I think you’re forgetting something. We’ll have another bottle of this.” She hands him the empty wine bottle. You barely drank a glass’ worth, which means she drank the rest, and she seems to be handling it well. Each of you tuck into the meal, if it can be called that. Surely there should be another name for it though. You microwave food and call that “a meal”; this is a heavenly excursion of the senses and the cuisine melts in your mouth once more. Yet again though, the culmination arrives far too soon for the experience to be thoroughly enjoyed. “So you’ve experienced $Ash as a Mistress, and you’ve experienced me. Which...who do you prefer?” [[Blackmail Date 7a<-Her][$H to + $H + 1]] [[Blackmail Date 7b<-Not her][$H to $H + 1]]

“Actually, I would say you.” Miss $Gray ‘s eyebrows raise as she does her best to open the new bottle of wine. “Aha!” The satisfying twist of the cap reveals her success. “So me, huh? That is…nice of you, $name . Very nice of you. I always knew I would be better than her too. I’ve more experience, more reason to care, and, if I do say so myself, style than her.” Her empty glass is filled with the wine once more. “But I’m jealous of her. For me, this is business. For her…young $Ash , though? She really seemed to enjoy feminizing you. The smiles she would give me after conveying a successful report. I’ve never seen her like that. Sad what happened, really.” She starts giggling. “The one person she cared enough for to try to change them, ended up stabbing her in the back.” The laughs continue. “I mean, come on $name , what you did was pretty cold. You took from her the best joy she’d known just for the dream you might get a little nooky. I can only hope your reward was worth it to you, because it crushed poor $Ash .” She pauses for a sip of more wine. “On the other hand though, screw her, that deceitful bitch tried to permanently separate you from your favorite Mistress. Never forget that, $name . “ “But that’s enough about that. What about you? Any more puzzling itches you're looking to scratch?” [[Blackmail Date 8a<-How she plans to train you in the future]] [[Blackmail Date 8b<-How she intends to punish your former Mistress]]

“Well, I’d probably say $Ash .” Miss $Gray ‘s eyebrows raise as she does her best to open the new bottle of wine. “Aha!” The satisfying twist of the cap reveals her success. “So why’d you stab her in the back then?” “Well I…” “If you truly felt that way, you screwed yourself over by sending me those files. And I mean, come on. I know I said I wouldn’t be offended by anything you said, but that kinda hurts $name . I’ve put so much time into helping you, and yeah yeah yeah, ulterior motives…blah blah blah…but I like to think you’ve at least come to appreciate the fact that I’m trying my best to…to make you the best you can be. But now you want to spit in my face just because $Ash was willing to suck your dick, and I’m not. Well damn it $name , I’m sorry!” She wipes her eyes with the palm of her hand. “I’m sorry.” She takes another drink of her wine before looking up at you. A wide smile forms across her face. “Ah, I’m just messing with you.” You breathe a sigh of relief that all her emotions just then were feigned. “If you hadn’t uninterrupted my monolo…monolog…monologue…I was going to joke that I’d just let you out of your cage now and let you be free for the rest of your life. Maybe that would have been too cruel though, hehe.” “But that’s enough about that. What about you? Any more puzzling itches you're looking to scratch?” [[Blackmail Date 8a<-How she plans to train you in the future]] [[Blackmail Date 8b<-How she intends to punish your former Mistress]]

“How are you planning on training me in the future?” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Bb55rFBm/Wine-again.jpg]] Another glass of wine is poured down her waiting throat. “You really want to spoil the fun? To be fair, I can’t say I’m a big fan of surprises either. Okay, I’ll clue you in, just don’t tell $name . The next step is what I wanted to do a while ago before $Ash distracted me with her subpar training. I’ll be testing your ability to walk in heels like I told you to practice. I do hope you have, but I wouldn’t mind too much if you didn’t.” A mischievous cackle exits her mischievous smile. “I had my friends in the science department cook up a suitable punishment if you can’t competently walk in a pair. I still refuse to believe they’re telling me the truth, but I’d love to see it tested. After that, I think your…training should take a new direction after this little experiment with $Ash , and with you now being comfortable wearing women’s clothes daily, the hall of opportunities is now open!” She reactively drinks more after saying that. “Ugh, that was disgusting. I’m sorry you had to hear such a thing. Your sexual side will be explored much more. Hopefully you’ve been practicing sucking on a dildo, or even a real cock, if you’ve managed to find one. And you’ll be taking it in the butt as well. Lastly, splooge savoring, tail water training, love liquor lessons, cream connoisseurship, prick juice pedagogy. Yep. Good ol’ cum eating. And taking it on your face. And in your ass. And maybe on your chest. I still have no idea how I’ll break that to you though.” “So there you have it. The immediate future of your training. Don’t let the excitement kill you. I’ve spent far too much time training you for you to bail on me now.” [[Blackmail Date 9<-Continue]]

“How did you intend on punishing $Ash ?” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Bb55rFBm/Wine-again.jpg]] She struggles to respond, both before and after a drink of wine. “No matter how much time I’ve spent thinking about that, I’m still not sure. Her chastity belt is a good start, but there has to be more than just that. Corporal punishment is always a great idea, but it’s too fleeting. And she’s a smart girl. If she knows it’s coming, she would probably take pain killers or something. Expulsion did float into my mind, but I’m not sure she wouldn’t just release what she has about me out of spite. A public display of humiliation is classy, but it would raise too many eyebrows. Once they start asking “why did your student walk into class naked?” I’m immediately going to feel the other teachers breathing down my neck. For the same reason I can’t fail her. Extra homework’s too unoriginal, detentions are even worse. Starting a rumor to slowly ruin her reputation to the point where she’s embarrassed to show her face at school would have been fun, but I can’t think of a good way to perpetuate those rumors without it tracing back to me. I almost had you do it for me, but I know nobody would listen to you.” “So past the basic punishments you have experience with that temporarily fill the void of justice, I can’t give you a proper answer sadly. Though maybe that does actually give me an idea…hmmm.” She stops talking to contemplate whatever sick thought you inspired. “I've trained you to be a good, obedient sissy. Maybe I should allow that to influence $Ash ‘s disciplining.” [[Blackmail Date 9<-Continue]]

Your conversation is put on halt when the pesky waiter comes back, this time holding a pair of deserts. “For your final course, we have a…” “Yeah, yeah, shut up you stupid twit. I ordered it so I know what it is.” The scolded man scurries away like a rat. “For your final course” Miss $Gray starts imitating the poor guy “we have a caramelized ba-nana, doused in syrup from trees from the precambrian period, with nuts that we stole from the hands of poor squirrels. And don’t forget the sorbet, which was prepared in the bowels of the world, which is, to the surprise of all our customers, not why it’s brown. That’s actually because we forget to put them in the freezer, just like we forgot to order more tempranillo. Enjoy!” ”You really hate that guy, don’t you?” You two tuck into the dessert, with Miss $Gray drinking more than just a sip of wine after every bite. As lovely as the banana was, the syrup was, the nuts were, and the sorbet was, it all inevitably came to an end. After you’re finished, the “twit” comes back with a check, but doesn’t tempt fate by saying anything more. True to her word, your Mistress handles the payment, but not before you have a chance to see the total. “Damn, this place seems like a front for money laundering.” Your joke goes into Miss $Gray ‘s ears, but causes no response. “Now, shall we depart?” <<if $BlackmailDate gt 2>>You do as she suggests, but not after she collects her flowers. <<else>>You do as she suggests.<</if>> [[Blackmail Date 10<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

“Well Miss $name , this was lovely.” It’s colder than it was a few hours ago, and much darker too. You and Miss $Gray stand facing each other as she summons a cab. <<if $BlackmailDate lt 3>>”If things were a little different, maybe I wouldn’t be bidding you adieu, but wine tends to go to my head, not that I‘d even had that much.” She pauses to give you a wink. A taxi pulls over for her. “Tonight though, was a one time thing. Come Monday, it’s business as usual. Boy, I sound like such a square.” She opens the cab door for herself and gets in. It pulls away, but not before you hear her yell out of the open window. “Hey sissy! Next time don’t cheap out on the flowers!”\ <<elseif $BlackmailDate is 3>>”If things were a little different, maybe I wouldn’t be bidding you adieu, but wine tends to go to my head, not that I‘d even had that much.” She pauses to give you a wink. A taxi pulls over for her. “Tonight though, was a one time thing. Come Monday, it’s business as usual. Boy, I sound like such a square.” She leans in closer. “But, I don’t think it’s too uncommon for girlfriends to give each other a kiss.” Her lips press themselves into your cheek, leaving you shocked. She gets in the cab and heads for the horizon, with you not leaving until you can’t see the vehicle anymore.\ <<elseif $BlackmailDate is 4 and $GrayR lt 5>>”If things were a little different, maybe I wouldn’t be bidding you adieu. In another lifetime, we could have been friends, or maybe more. She blushes at realizing what she just said. “But we can only live in accordance with who we are now. I am your teacher, your keyholder and your trainer. You are a cute sissy, who had more to like than I had realized until now. For that, I’m sorry.” She plants a kiss on your cheek. “But please, never mention this night to me again, or any of the things I’ve said on it. Hopefully the alcohol stops me from remembering it myself. Now, I should get home and sleep.” She gets in the cab and heads for the horizon, with you not leaving until you can’t see the vehicle anymore.\ <<elseif $BlackmailDate is 4 and $GrayR gt 4>>”You know what? Screw this. I don’t want this night to be over.” A taxi pulls over next to you. Miss $Gray opens the door. She grabs ahold of your hand, and brings you in with her. “Where to, ladies?” “Wherever there’s a good club.”<</if>> <<if $BlackmailDate is 4 and $GrayR gt 7>>[[Blackmail Date 11<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]\ <<else>>[[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 23, $BlackmailDate to 6]]<</if>>

<<set $BlackmailDate to 5>>\ <<set $GrayBestie to 1>>\ The car ride ends with you and Miss $Gray , who gives the cab driver far too much money, in a bustling part of the city. There’s clubs as far as the eye can see and all their music can be heard from the busy streets to create an inextricable sound. “Where to now?” Your teacher looks genuinely stumped. “It’s been far too long since I’ve been here to know. Let’s just…follow the crowd.” Hand in hand, you saunter through the street. There’s all types of people in such a diverse place. There’s people your age, people Miss $Gray ‘s age, and then people a lot older than that. There’s drag queens around fires sharing cigarettes with homeless people. There’s prostitutes stumbling out of bars to throw up, only to try to make it into the next one. Eventually, you spot a venue that has a line that snakes around on itself several times over, and Miss $Gray insists she just has to go in. So you line up, for a long time. People in front of you get sick of waiting and end up bailing out, allowing you to move forward a spot, but even with that blessing it takes a millennium to get in, and all the while Miss $Gray is impatiently jiggling thanks to her needing to pee, which she reminds you of every two minutes. "You know what $name , from now on, we're best friends, do you hear me? No one's coming between us. You're my best friend and I'm actually quite fond of you." Eventually, you’re summoned by the bouncer to come forward. “There’s no chance. I can smell the booze on you from here.” “Wow, you must have a good nose.” Your teacher’s comments don’t help the situation. “Please, we’ve been waiting for ages, and she’s not even that drunk.” “Come on fellas, I’m sure we can work something out. Is it gonna be a nipple flash or a pussy flash? Or are you more the type of square who accepts a cheque?” “I’m going to need you to step out of the line. You can go in though ma’am.” The bouncer gives you the nod of approval. “Oh my god, what is that?!” Your teacher screeches at something in the distance. When the two guards turn around, Miss $Gray starts running in her heels, dragging you in with her. And with how busy the nightclub is, it’s easy to get lost in the dense crowd. “It’s an old trick of mine. I call it the “scream and scram.” Now, I really need to go pee. You get us some drinks." She gives you a handful of money. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/tJrcK85S/Bar.jpg]] “What drink do you…” She’s already slid away to the toilets. Even in her drunken state, you’re still taking orders from her. You get 2 glasses of whatever cocktails sound the best before trying to find Miss $Gray . It’s much harder to see in here. The only lights are beams that spin around from the ceiling in colors that change every second and there seems to be some smoke on the ground which further inhibits your vision. As nice as her dress was, it’s hard to make out red from white in these conditions. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/nz72YrMG/Club.jpg]] “Oh, sweet choice!” Miss $Gray yells, appearing from seemingly nowhere, taking a drink from your hand. Half of it is gone in 10 seconds. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/cJNFbsW1/Cocktail.jpg]] “Are you okay Miss $Gray ? You seem really, really, drunk.” “Okay, first of all, no I’m not, and second of all, it feels awful having you call me that when right now, we’re just two girlfriends hanging out at a club. So please, call me by my first name.” “Which is?” [[Blackmail Date 12<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $GrayBest to 1, $Gray$ to $GrayR + 10]]

Miss $Gray ‘s first name: <<textbox "$Gray2" "Julia">> [[Blackmail Date 13<-Continue][$GrayFirstName to 1]]

“$Gray2 . Nice to meet you!” She offers her hand for you to shake. When you do, she leads you to the main area of the dance floor, where she promises to impress you with her moves. Her “moves” are impressive, primarily in terms of how quickly they manage to clear the area around her. Rogue arms strike the air with little to no rhyme or reason, and you have to stop her from falling right into one of the security guards who you snuck by. “Soooooo, how’d I do?” You lead her to a quieter area of the venue, where there are a few chairs. When you stop to calculate it, it’s unsurprising that she’s having this reaction. You only had a couple of glasses of wine at the restaurant, so she had the rest of two bottles worth, on top of her cocktail and some of yours she unsubtly drinks from when she thinks you’re not looking. “Can I ask you a question?” “I don’t know, can you?” Her snarky response ends in a burp, which, despite its crude manner, still manages to sound beautiful coming from her mouth. “Is there a reason you wanted to get so drunk today?” “Okay, first of all, I am not drunk, and second of all, yes.” “And why’s that?” “Because…you’re trying to get me drunk to let you out of your cage?” “No, you’re the one who ordered the drinks in the restaurant.” “Ah, I’d forgotten about. You really are quite clever, despite how I give you good grades to give you a false sense of security about your intelligence so that you don’t feel the need to study, leaving you more time to train to be a better sissy.” “What?” “What?” The attempt at a conversation is disrupted by $Gray2 ‘s phone lighting up. When she sees who the message is from, she sighs. “Damn it.” “Is everything okay?” “Everything’s normal, yes.” “Are you sure?” She looks deep, deep into your eyes, where she looks for the answer to if she should open up to you. “Oh $name , why did we ever have to meet? I’m sure you’ve heard the rumors about me. About how my “friends” got me this job, and how I owe them favors. It’s all true, and I can do nothing about it. No matter what I accomplish in life, it’ll always be because I pulled strings to make it happen. That’s not the worst part though. That’s that they can ask me to do as much as they want with no end in sight. It’s a blank check that I’m the victim of. They told me to turn you into a sissy and I have no idea why. I wouldn’t mind as much if I weren’t kept in the dark, but this is awful. I don’t deserve to be doing people’s bidding like this. I keep looking for ways out of this situation, but no matter what I seem to do, nothing ever changes. And every week, I get hit with one of these messages.” She shows you her phone, and the message she just received. “How’s that girl coming along?” “Weekly reports, just like what $Ash had to do for me. Except I don't deserve to have to do this. This is why I needed $Ash to return your key to me. They weren’t happy with how slow progress was becoming.” Her head sinks into her arms, and you can tell she’s crying. “I’m…sorry $Gray2 …that’s…awful.” You comfort her with a hand on the back of her head. She flicks her head back up. “But I’ll get through it. I don’t have a choice.” She wipes the tears from her eyes. “Excuse me for a moment.” She heads to the bathroom. Incredibly, after all the torture she’s forced upon you, sympathy fills your soul. But that vanishes after a realization. //She left her phone!// And not only did she leave it, it’s still unlocked, and on the messages from her “friends.” [[Blackmail Date 14a<-Look at the messages][$H to $H + 1]] [[Blackmail Date 14b<-You’re better than that][$H to $H + 1]]

<<set $BlackmailDatePhone to 1>>\ The temptation proves too much, and you look at the phone. After every request of an update, $Gray2 sends a file, presumably filled with all the horrid things she’s forced you to do. Undoubtedly it doesn’t mention how $Ash trained you for a while. No matter how far you scroll back though, no answers come to shed light on the situation. There’s nothing about who wanted you to be feminized in the first place, or what their motives were. In that regard, the nefarious action was a bust. But then it hits you. With access to all these messages, as well as the attached files and the contact details, you have evidence of her corruption. With this information, you could expose her doings to Farrix and have her blacklisted from the industry. Or even better - the police. Her reputation would be ruined in more ways than some rumors could ever accomplish, on top of being behind bars. Sure, it would be embarrassing, but it would be worth it to get revenge on her. She would finally get her comeuppance…and so would her…friends…who totally wouldn’t mind that happening. //Sigh// But…you could just blackmail $Gray2 . This evidence is a lot more damning than what $Ash had on her, and look what she got out of it. So you do what you did to $Ash , and send yourself all the incriminating messages you can before your “bestie” returns. Even though every fiber of your being wants to turn the tables on $Gray2 right now, deep down, you know that’s not the best idea. In her drunken state, she would probably interrupt you to try dancing again. [[Blackmail Date 15<-Continue]]

Even though you were more than willing to creep through $Ash ‘s diary, you won't do this. $Gray2 has opened up to you after so long of her giving you nothing but torment. Betraying that trust is too evil of an act for you. You slide the phone away, and await $Gray2 ‘s return. [[Blackmail Date 15<-Continue]]

“Ayyy, there she is! Where’d you go?” $Gray2 found her way back, and based on the drinks in her hand, she made a stop at the bar. “I didn’t go anywhere.” “Didn’t you? Oh, nevermind.” “Do you really think more alcohol is a good idea?” “No, I think it’s a great idea. But enough about me. Let’s talk about you. ‘Cause you really are my bestie, $name . We see each other everyday, we support each other no matter what, and I couldn’t imagine my life without you.” “That’s really sweet.” “Yeah, pineapple cocktails usually are. But don’t interrupt me. We’ve known each other for quite a while now, and I think I…I think I lo…” “Hey! There they are!” You manage to hear a shrieking voice above the roaring music. Swiveling your body around, you recognise it as one of the security guards $Gray2 “evaded.” “I think we have to go.” You stand up, grabbing $Gray2 ‘s hand as you do. “I agree. This place is getting stale.” The pair of you leave, with the guard escorting you from behind. “Are you sure a flash won’t change your mind?” The bouncer scoffs at how inebriated she is, and ignores her offer. “Oooh, you know what we should go get? Matching tattoos!” “I really don’t think that’s a good idea.” “And that’s why you’re the student and I’m the teacher. Come on!” [[Blackmail Date 16<-Continue][$H to $H +1]]

“Hey this one’s still op…open!” After an hour of her drunkenly dragging you around, she finally delivered on her promise to find a tattoo parlor. “I’m not sure they’re going to let you get a tattoo if you’re drunk.” “Okay, first of all, I’m not drunk, and second of all, why would they be open this late then?” She stumbles into the store, pushing the door open with her body. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/zG9Cf5Gm/Tattoo-event.jpg]] “I’ll be with you in a sec” the only person working here squawks at the sound of the door opening. You and $Gray2 fill the time by looking at the designs on the walls. “Do you have anything particular in mind?” “Well, I was thinking about getting a tattoo.” “Yeah, but what of?” She shrugs. “How about a flower?” “‘Bit basic.” “A quote?” “Like what?” “I don’t know.” “Eh. That’s not very inspirational.” “Well, what’s your favorite animal?” “What an odd question to ask an adult. Hmmm. Are humans animals?” You shake your head. “Then bears. Oh! That just gave me the perfect idea for a quote!” “Please don’t tell me it’s “what’s inside this pic-a-nic-basket?”” “Have some more faith, $name .” The artist finishes up work on the previous customer before getting to you two. “Now, ladies, what can I get you?” “Hello, yes, I’d like one tattoo please.” The man stares in bewilderment at $Gray2 . You end up elbowing her in the hope she continues. “I’ll guide you as you do it.” The chair bounces under her weight as she jumps on, giving her arm to the man as she does. For the next ten minutes, she whispers to the artist what she wants, deliberately excluding you from the conversation. “Can I see?” $Gray2 gets up from the chair, hiding her arm. “Only after you get it yourself.” [[Blackmail Date 17a<-Continue]]

<<set $TattooArms to 1, $TattooArmsBear to 1>>\ “Alright, fine.” At the very least, this is something you can always mock $Gray2 for. You have the same process done to you, but the artist’s hand is blocking the view the entire time. When he’s done, you’re incredibly nervous at what your teacher wanted you to get. It could easily be something demeaning, but if they’re matching, that wouldn’t make much sense for her to have. She insists you reveal them together, and so you do. On your forearm, there’s an adorable outline of a love heart, with a quote beside it. “How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.” Following the theme of the night, $Gray2 tips the man far too much money, and you exit. “I was half expecting you to get us something stupid.” “Hehe. Well, I did ask him to do it in comic sans, but he had no idea what that was.” After walking in the cool night for a while longer, you stop near a street lined with cabs ready for customers. “This was…absolutely lovely, $name . And from now on, we are besties - for life. But I am aware of how late it is, and my cat is probably hungry. So I think we should call it a night here.” She gives you a kiss on the cheek before bidding you adieu, and taking off in a taxi. It takes you a while to get home from such an unfamiliar part of the city, but eventually, you do. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 3, $Horny to $Horny - 3]]

<<if $Day3 is 1>><<set $Fem to 51>><</if>>\[img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] You enter room 68 of Farrix to see your teacher standing there, clutching her head and looking down towards the floor. “Are you okay, $Gray2 ?” “Great, I told you my name as well. I don’t suppose you could explain to me why I also have this?” She rolls up the sleeve to her blouse, exposing the tattoo on her forearm. “Oh, we got matching ones.” You wave your own tattooed arm at her. “See?” “I see, I’ll just have to cover my arm until I get it removed then. But why would you think it was a good idea to get tattoos?” “I didn’t, it was your idea.” “Of course it was.” She shakes her head. “Is there anything else I did that I should know about?” “Well, we snuck into a nightclub, you admitted to inflating my grades so that I could concentrate on being girly, and then you told me you’re feminizing me because your friends are making you.” “I see.” She groans loudly in frustration. “$name , I was very unprofessional that day, so whatever I said, I apologize for. But if I really did tell you that, then you’ll know I have to keep turning you into a sissy. There can’t be any special treatment just because we partied together for one night.” “Oh…okay.” It’s sad that she can’t do anything about it, but at least she’s being honest with you for once. There’s a painful silence with neither of you knowing what to say. “Are you really going to get that tattoo removed?” She looks intently at it. “I don’t know. Maybe not.” You both sit down and prepare for the lesson. “You know, you also said you’d let me out of my chastity cage.” “Nice try…bestie.” [[12-1b<-Continue]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/gJpkHYVX/Hosiery-chore.jpg]] <<set $C6 to 3, $WeekChores to $WeekChores + 1>>\ <<set $HosieryChore1 = ["pantyhose", "stockings", "tights", "hold ups", "thigh highs"]>>\ <<set setup.HosieryChore2 to ['Sheer Siren', 'Lustful Lily', 'Okiniiri Taitsu', 'Belle Cose', 'Beaute Inferieure', 'Anne Winters', 'Hosi<3ry', 'Unbreakable Delicates', 'Lions, Tigers and Sheers', 'Her Treasures']>>\ <<set setup.HosieryChore3 to ['Birthday Suit', 'Butterscotch', 'Hazelnut', 'Sunkissed', 'Copper Shine', 'Blackest Night', 'Golden Glow', 'Caramel', 'Angelic Whispers', 'Naked Lust', 'Invisible Protection', 'Enbronze', 'Orca', 'Marooned', 'A Slither of Silver', 'Shocking Sapphire', 'Glossed Up Legs', 'Coal In Your Stockings', 'Polar Sheer', 'Gray-ish']>>\ As per Miss $Gray ‘s increased demands for your chores, you prepare to acquire a specific pair of hosiery for her. This week, it’s a pair of <<print $HosieryChore1.random()>> from the brand <<print setup.HosieryChore2.random()>>in the shade <<print setup.HosieryChore3.random()>> You set out on your adventure, mapping out your route to stop at as many lingerie, department and drug stores as you can in hope of finding the specific request. <<if $LingerieCatalog is 0>>Despite those efforts though, it’s still going to be a hard task. The amount of lingerie brands in the world is incalculable, and when Miss $Gray specifies a shade, she won’t settle for anything less than the same label she demanded to be on the box. Some of the stores do have the right brand, but are out of the shade you need. And the ones that do have the right shade, don’t have them in the right style. And the ones that do have them in the right style, don’t have them in the right brand. Sometimes it feels like Miss $Gray just draws these specifications out of a hat with no rhyme or reason.\ <<elseif $LingerieCatalog is 1>>Fortunately, your lingerie catalog helps the process immensely. While it’s not perfect, it does give you a good idea of what shops sell what brands, allowing you to narrow down your search considerably. Even despite your preparation though, your helping hand in the form of a magazine doesn’t let you know if the shade you need is in stock, so it’s still a surprisingly long excursion.<</if>> <<if $Horny lt 7>>Searching for specific lingerie for hours on end does strain your lust somewhat, but you persevere through. Were you just a little hornier though, you could be spending much longer rummaging through the racks of hosiery.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 6>>Your efforts are further impeded by your lust, which goes through the roof after hours of looking at boxes of women in the finest lingerie. While it’s not the worst usage of time, it doesn’t feel great to deliberately keep looking through the hosiery even when you know the store doesn’t have what you’re looking for.<</if>> <<if $ChoresPunish gt 2>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>The task is made even harder due to the ankle cuffs wrapped around your legs for the entire day. They make your task even more stressful, and add to the humiliation of needing to rummage through racks of lingerie while wearing a maid outfit. But your rosy cheeks can only remain flushed with blood for so long before you become desensitized to the looks you get.<</if>> After a large part of the day is used on your quest, it feels great to finally find the specific piece of hosiery you were looking for. When you get home, Miss $Gray doesn’t seem to appreciate your efforts that much. In fact, she barely gives you enough money to reimburse you for the nylons. <<if $LingerieCatalog is 0 and $Horny lt 7>>[[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 6, $Horny to $Horny + 2]]\ <<elseif $LingerieCatalog is 0 and $Horny gt 6>>[[Room<-Continue][$H to H + 8, $Horny to $Horny + 2]]\ <<elseif $LingerieCatalog is 1 and $Horny lt 7>>[[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 4, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $LingerieCatalog is 1 and $Horny gt 6>>[[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 6, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]<</if>>

<<set $WeekChores to $WeekChores + 1>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/rmrkgVLC/Nail-polish-3a.jpg]] <<set setup.NailChore1 to ['Decked Out', 'Vermilion', 'Carmite', 'Venice Calling', 'Rubilicious', 'Amaranth Jive', 'Marooned', 'Cardinal Dim', 'Rusty Love', 'Fire At Will', 'Bloody Murder']>> <<set setup.NailChore2 to ['Punked', 'Femme Fatale', 'Stardust', 'Supernova', 'Fuchsia', 'Absolutely Peachy', 'Lavendered', 'Magemta', 'Envied', 'Coralation', 'Kind of Blue', 'Blue ‘n Green', 'So Watt', 'Obsidized', 'Holy Coaly', 'V V V Black', 'Raven’s Flight', 'Sooted Up', 'Black and Ink', 'Charry Night', 'Lead By Design', 'Midnight Sight', 'Nightly Charm', 'Smokin’ Gun', 'Plum Forgot', 'Violently Violet', 'Winer', 'Indigo Out', 'Irisistable', 'Berry Good', 'A Lively Green', 'Absolutely Pine', 'Appearing Beautiful', 'Ferntastic', 'Lemon and Fine']>>\ You join Miss $Gray and $Hannah relaxing in the lounge, awaiting the promised manicure and pedicure. “I’ll have this shade.” Miss $Gray demands curtly, and places a vial of red nail polish down on the table. “And I’ll have…this one.” $Hannah selects one herself, though it took her much longer to decide on the color, though she does actually have colors other than red, unlike Miss $Gray . On the table are their cumulative collections of nail varnish. Your teacher has around 20 bottles of red, though you can really only point to 3 separate shades. $Hannah ‘s takes several trips around the rainbow, and some are already a mix of colors, or have glitter in, or are matte as opposed to shiny and reflective. You begin by dousing cotton pads in acetone, and wipe away the girls’ old glamorous paint jobs, even though it looks barely a week old. <<if $ManiPediKit is 1>>The mani/pedi kit you bought comes in handy now. You slightly trim their nails, rounding out the edges so that they are beautifully smooth, followed by gently pushing back their cuticles, so that there’s more room for the polish. Finally, you exfoliate them, to give a fresher feeling. The process takes a while, but it’s one that seems to be appreciated.<</if>> Then, at $Hannah ‘s suggestion, and then Miss $Gray ‘s command, use a bottle of clear nail polish as a first coat, to “prevent the polish from staining the nails” and “make the application easier”, as $Hannah puts it. That step is easy. Since it’s clear, neither of them would notice if you messed it up, but the colors take much more care, especially Miss $Gray ‘s red selection, <<print setup.NailChore1.random()>> . You do 3 coats of the lascivious shade on all 20 of her nails, starting with her feet and then her hands. By the time you’ve done the first coat on her fingers, her toes are dry again. To top it off, your teacher demands another coat with clear polish, to make the color “pop.” You oblige. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/ZnFC0MsZ/Red-hands.jpg]] $Hannah seems to relax more in this state around you compared to Miss $Gray , and she is less commanding of you than your teacher. Her choice in nail polish this week is the shade <<print setup.NailChore2.random()>> . While it’s certainly a more inspired choice than her other half, it isn’t as sexy. Regardless, you follow the same process: clear coat, 3 coats of color, and then another clear coat. Despite having painted nails 200 separate times, you’re impressed that the quality didn’t falter, and the girls seem to think the same. “Great job, $name.” Your teacher admires your handiwork in the light. “Salon quality nails, from a sissy in the comfort of my own home.” “Impressive as always, $name . I can’t believe I ever thought of you as a man!” They cackle as they leave, but not after giving their servant a reward. Looking down, you're proud to confirm your black and white maid outfit has remained exactly the same, and unstained by any colors used today. <<if $ChoresPunish gt 2>>Somewhat funnily to you, the presence of the ankle cuffs was completely forgotten about. This might be the only chore you're forced to complete which isn't affected by them, though you're still forced to wear them.<</if>> <<if $ManiPedit is 0>>[[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 2, $Money to $Money + 10]]<<else>>[[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $Money to $Money + 20]]<</if>>

<<set $SD to 2>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/4xLqhjHv/Gray-computer.jpg]] You’re twiddling your thumbs in detention, nervously awaiting a message from $Ash that feels like it’s never going to come. After half an hour of nothing, you’re the one who wants to message her to ask if the plan is still going ahead. Naturally, just when you start considering that, $Ash sends you the message. “You’ve got one minute sissy. Make it quick.” [[GC Issue<-”I think there’s an issue with this chastity cage.”][$M to $M + 30]] [[GC Work<-”Can you help me with this work?”][$M to $M + 30]] [[GC Fashion<-”What do you think of this look?”][$M to $M + 30]] <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>[[GC Cat<-”Look at this cat video.”][$M to $M + 30]]<</if>>

<<if $BlackmailDate lt 5>>“Umm, Miss $Gray ? Could you take a look at this? I think there’s an issue with my chastity cage.”\ <<else>>“Umm, $Gray2 ? Could you take a look at this? I think there’s an issue with my chastity cage.”<</if>> “An issue? That’s no good.” She gets up and strolls over, likely happy to have a reason to stop working for a moment. “So what’s the problem?” You pull down your skirt and underwear, hoping $Ash does the next step of her plan soon. “It’s the ring, it’s very uncomfortable. I think it might be the wrong size.” She leans in closer to inspect the device. “It should be the same size as your old one, so I don’t see why there should be a problem with it.” “Well, umm, it’s a different material, so it might be chafing differently.” You’re now really hoping $Ash does something. “It’s also kind of a different shape, and testicals can be kind of sensitive.” She fiddles with the base of the device. “It’s probably you still getting used to the device, so nothing serious. But if it continues, let me know and I’ll double check the specifications.” She begins heading back to her computer, but not before a screeching noise fills the room. It’s the fire alarm. “I hate these drills. Come on $name , let’s head outside.” <<if $BlackmailDate lt 5>>“Umm, sure, I just need to pull these up.” You feign that you’re struggling to replace your underwear, and miraculously, Miss $Gray seems to buy it.\ <<else>>“Umm, sure, I just need to pull these up.” You feign that you’re struggling to replace your underwear, and miraculously, $Gray2 seems to buy it.<</if>> [[GC 2<-Continue]]

“Can you help me with this work?” “Which part are you struggling on?” She doesn’t even look away from her computer. “It’s this part here, about…” <<if $BlackmailDate lt 5>>”If it’s about what I went over today, I’m going to be annoyed.” She gets up from behind her desk and strolls over to you, where she looks at what your issue is. “I went over this earlier $name , I do…” Her rant is cut off by the screeching of a siren. It’s the fire alarm. “I do despise these drills.” She exits the classroom, not even checking if you’re following her.\ <<else>>She gets up from behind her desk before you can even finish your point. “Ah, I see your issue here, $name , you’re getting confused with what I covered before about… She gets cut off now, this time by the invasive yell of the fire alarm. “Have I ever told you how much I hate these stupid drills? Come on, $name , we need to go outside.” $Gray2 and you stroll out the room, still discussing the topic of today’s work, but you’re sure $Ash would want you in the classroom with her. “Oh, damn it! I left my phone on my desk.” “You’re really not supposed to go back for it.” “I know…but…I have so many pictures of my…feminization on it. I could never forgive myself if I lost it.” “Alright then, but catch up.” She continues on her journey, and you return to the classroom, without the intention of catching up. <</if>> [[GC 2<-Continue]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/NGJ42Z4k/Fashion.jpg]] With your phone still out, you load up some images of women’s fashion. “What do you think of this look?” <<if $GrayBestie is 0>>“$name , you know you’re not supposed to be on your phone.” “I know Miss $Gray , but I think this skirt really suits me.” “Well, I suppose if it’s for feminine pursuits I approve. Let me take a look.” She leaves her desk to check out the picture. “I was thinking this plaid skirt, but with a pair of fishnets would go great together, maybe with a cute sweater.” “You know how I feel about fishnets, $name . If you’re going to wear them, don’t shy away from them. Make the skirt a little shorter and wear a crop top with it and that’s a look. With that plaid skirt though, I’d pair it with some plain pantyhose or tights so that the skirt is the focal point of the look.” “I see, thanks Miss $Gray .” She begins to return to her desk, but not before the room is filled with a screeching siren. It’s the fire alarm. “I do despise these drills.” She exits the classroom, not even checking if you’re following her.\ <<else>>”Oh, let me see!” She leaves her desk to check out the picture. “I was thinking this plaid skirt, but with a pair of fishnets would go great together, maybe with a cute sweater.” “Honey, with your legs, I would be wearing skirts much shorter than that. If you really wanted to wear some fishnets, I’d pair them with a short flared skirt. Add a crop top to that, and you’ve got a look. Just make sure the waistband of the tights don’t go past the waistband of the skirt. That’s such a trashy look, and not in a good way.” “What if it were with this skirt?” “Well then I’d…” Your conversation is cut off by the blaring of a siren. It’s the fire alarm. “Have I ever told you how much I hate these stupid drills? Come on, $name , we need to go outside.” $Gray2 and you stroll out the room, still discussing the topic of how to marry your skirts with the rest of your outfit, but you’re sure $Ash would want you in the classroom with her. “Oh, damn it! I left my phone on my desk.” “You’re really not supposed to go back for it.” “I know…but…I have so many cute looks saved on it. I could never forgive myself if I lost them.” “Alright then, but catch up.” She continues on her journey, and you return to the classroom, without the intention of catching up. <</if>> [[GC 2<-Continue]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/fLKsDm65/Funny-cat.jpg]] Praying upon your knowledge that $Gray2 has a cat, you try to take advantage of it. On your phone, you load up a video of a cute feline and start laughing. “Take a look at this adorable cat.” “You know you shouldn’t be on your phone in class or in detentions.” Despite her warning, she still gets up to look at the video. The endearing footage is of a cat giving their owners a world class side eye, and $Gray2 seems to really enjoy it. “Aww, that’s nice. My own cat does something similar, usually after I tell her off for trying to scratch at my stockings. Except this one ti…” The classroom is filled with a screeching siren. It’s the fire alarm. “Have I ever told you how much I hate these stupid drills? Come on, $name , we need to go outside.” $Gray2 and you stroll out the room, still discussing the topic of cats being menaces, but you’re sure $Ash would want you in the classroom with her. “Oh, damn it! I left my phone on my desk.” “You’re really not supposed to go back for it.” “I know…but…I have so many cat videos saved. I could never forgive myself if I lost them.” “Alright then, but catch up.” She continues on her journey, and you return to the classroom, without the intention of catching up. [[GC 2<-Continue]]

$Ash slides into the classroom only a moment later. <<if $Home is 4>>”Your plan was to set off the fire alarm?” “It worked for me before, remember?”\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>”Your plan was to set off the fire alarm?” “It’s more effective than you’d think.” She gives you a small wink.<</if>> In tandem, you rush over to the computer before anyone comes back. “So why exactly did you need me to distract her?” “So she’d forget to lock her computer. Now shut up and let me concentrate - we don’t have long.” She scrolls through hundreds of emails, looking for any hint as to the origins of your chastity devices. From over $Ash ‘s shoulder, you see a suspiciously labeled email. “Wait, what’s that?” You point at the email and she clicks on it. -------------------------------------------------------------- “To Miss $Gray , We hope your recent custom order was to your liking. If there are any issues with it, please get in touch and I’m sure we can resolve them. We’d also like to take this opportunity to remind you about our upcoming event in your city. Our annual Sex Toy Celebration will take place at 313 Madison Avenue and we’d more than love to see you there! It will feature most of our companies’ products, with the ability to test them out included. Whether you’re a dom, a switch or a sub, we have something for you! Your complimentary pair of tickets should have been included with your recent order. Please remember them on the day of the event. Those who do not bring tickets will not be permitted entry. Caring regards, Secret Desires.” -------------------------------------------------------------- $Ash is beaming from ear to ear. “This looks like it’s it!” “Awesome! What do we do now?” “I’m going to find out what I can about this company. Until then, I need to get out of here, and you need to finish this detention.” $Ash runs out of the classroom, terrified of being caught in here by your teacher. “See you back home, I guess.” <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 quickly returns after the alarm silences, and you pretend you just got back yourself.\ <<else>> Miss $Gray quickly returns after the alarm silences, and you pretend you just got back yourself.<</if>> <<if $GrayBestie is 1 and $BlackmailDatePhone is 1>>For the rest of the detention, you contemplate telling $Gray2 about what $Ash and you are up to. But your bestie said that regardless of her opinions of you, she still has to feminize you. If there’s a chance of you stopping that from happening, it’s by escaping this chastity cage. So for now at least, you decide not to. You also consider trying to blackmail her with the messages from your phone. But she’s probably much less scared of you and your documents than she is of her friends, so that probably won’t accomplish that much. Maybe at a later date, it might be useful, but for right now, you can’t see it being good for anything other than ruining your recently redeemed relationship with $Gray2 . Plus, maybe her training won’t be as bad now that you’re closer.\ <<elseif $GrayBestie is 1 and $BlackmailDatePhone is 0>>For the rest of the detention, you contemplate telling $Gray2 about what $Ash and you are up to. But your bestie said that regardless of her opinions of you, she still has to feminize you. If there’s a chance of you stopping that from happening, it’s by escaping this chastity cage. So for now at least, you decide not to.\ <<else>>Throughout the rest of your detention, the thought of telling Miss $Gray about what you and $Ash are up to crosses your mind. But considering you don’t know how much your teacher will appreciate or believe it, and how angry $Ash will be, you decide it’s best not to.<</if>> Following the fire drill, your teacher is testier than usual, so she largely leaves you alone, and you remain obediently silent. After the hour is up, you celebrate at having stepped one foot closer to being free from your chastity cage. [[GC 3<-Continue][$H to 17, $M to 0]]

<<set $Stress to $Stress + 2>><<if $Stress gt 10>><<set $Stress to 10>><</if>>\ <<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>><<if $Horny gt 10>><<set $Horny to 10>><</if>>\ <<set $GrayLunchFail to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] \ You walk out of Farrix. <<if $Home is 1>>The access to your chastity cage is locked in the hands of two women hellbent on turning you into a woman, and freedom from the device is only a memory of the past and a dream for the future.\ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>The access to your chastity cage is locked in the hands of Miss $Gray , who shows no intentions of letting you out anytime soon. Your only hope of escape, sadly enough, is a woman who would rather control your cage herself.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>The access to your clit is kept safely in the hands of your trainer, Mistress $Ash , right where it should be.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>The access to your chastity cage is locked in the hands of $Gray2 , who, despite your warm relationship with, cannot let you out.<</if>> [[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] <<if $Stress gt 9>>You feel too stressed to not go straight home<</if>>\ <<if $Stress lt 10>>[[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 16>>\ <<if $GrayLunchFail is 0>><<set $CC2 to 2>>The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell of the day rings, signaling that the students can go home. Unless, of course, they are locked in a chastity cage, in which case they must go see Miss $Gray . You enter room 68 after the class empties. "Ah, $name , I'm glad to see you care about something" she says, as she removes the key from her breast pocket. "You will give it back to me in our lesson tomorrow, and then I will return it this time tomorrow." She then slides the key across the table, and you hastily grab it. "Don't lose it" She jests. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/MGbDPrzJ/Gray-key.jpg]] //Freedom!// You leave the classroom before Miss $Gray finds another way to ruin your day.<</if>>\ <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell of the day rings, signaling that the students can go home. Normally, you would go to Miss $Gray at this time, but with you not following her rules, she wouldn't give you the key even if you did go to room 68.<</if>> [[4-2f<-Finish the day]]

<<set $SD to 3>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom_Ash.jpg]] “Alright, so I looked into that company, Secret Desires, from $Gray ‘s emails. And, well, there’s nothing I can find on them. At all. That makes this much harder, since we can’t just send them an email asking how we get out. But that email mentioned an event coming up, at 313 Madison Avenue. I looked that address up, and it’s an old warehouse, supposedly abandoned, but there’s a bunch of newspaper articles linking it to illegal activity. Between that, and the non existent trace of the company online, I think it’s safe to say they’re a very secretive organization, which means this “Sex Toy Celebration” is going to be very hard to get into. We might be able to sneak in without a ticket, but we can’t afford to get caught and then lose this opportunity and have to wait a year. No. No, we have to get 2 tickets.” $Ash ‘s monologue is delivered while she paces back and forth. She’s clearly put a lot of time into this plan. “So what are you thinking? We take the tickets from Miss $Gray ?” “I don’t think we can risk that. If she notices they’re gone, she will probably suspect us. After all, she knows we hate being in these devices. That, and she probably keeps them at her house, and I have no idea what that place is like. It’s too risky. Fortunately, I think I have a better plan. And it involves someone’s house who we have both been to, and who won’t suspect us.” “And that is?” “$Jen .” “Wait, why would she have tickets for it?” “Well, I’m actually not entirely sure she does. But I’m pretty confident she will. We go far back. Not really me and her, but more me and her sister. She told me a bunch about $Jen . Since then, I’ve never liked her. But her sister also told me what $Jen was into, and that, plus how rich her daddy is, makes me think she probably got complimentary tickets to the event too.” “I suppose we can’t just ask her nicely for them then.” “No, but this is another reason why this will be easier with $Jen than $Gray . Has $Jen ever told you that her folks are out all the time? She practically lives alone, so if we can ensure she’s out, then the house will be empty.” “So you want us to break into her house?” She smiles at how terrified you look. “Yes.” “I don’t know if I can do that.” “Well fine, but then you can pick up your stuff and leave. Besides, I thought you wanted out of that chastity cage.” “I do, but this seems a little extreme.” “I will not apologize for not being so prone to accept my defeat and submission as you are, $name . I’m breaking out of this belt if it’s the last thing I do.” “Do you at least have a good plan to ensure she’s out?” “Of course. Describe her relationship with her boyfriend in one word.” “Rocky. Unreliable. Prone to arguments.” “Evidently $Gray didn’t help you on counting. Anyway, we need to go down to the mall and find ourselves a chick magnet: an irresistible hunk of a man. Then we make sure the two meet and stay busy the rest of the night.” “Wait, you want to do all this today?” “We don’t have that long before the Sex Toy Celebration. Now come on, let’s get to the mall.” [[Secret Desires 2b<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

<<set $SD2Movie to 0, $SD2Sex to 0, $SD2Clothes to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/KjrZKnX1/Mall-event.jpg]] The mall has always been a place of diversity of characters. Slobs and hunks alike share the same benches, shop in the same stores and pee in the same toilets. And today, you need to find $Jen the perfect man. “How exactly do we know what $Jen ‘s type is? And isn’t it going to be next to impossible to find someone who can charm her enough to stay out the night with him?” “Well, based on her current relationship, he should be a bit of a dick. In fact, the more the better. But he also needs to be handsome, muscular and charismatic - with a good sense for fashion, and with pockets deep enough to spoil her.” “So, where do we start?” [[SD2 Movie<-Movie store]] [[SD2 Clothes<-Clothes store]] [[SD2 Sex<-Sex store]]

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Home is 3 or $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Home is 4>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>It’s lunch, which means that, unfortunately for you, you have a miserable lunch in store with your power mad teacher and your girlfriend and her strange motives. You walk into room 68, where $Ash is already sitting down, with Miss $Gray at her own desk. It’s eerily silent, but you reason that it might actually be preferable that way. The hour goes by painfully slowly, so you take occasional glances between the beauties in the room. The usual sight of Miss $Gray ‘s gorgeous face and ample breasts pressing against the taut material of her blouse has always been attractive to you ever since you arrived at Farrix. On the other hand, you can also spy glances at $Ash ‘s stunning legs and their sheer protector, which only add to the beauty in your mind. Further down from that, you can see most of her feet, which her flats do very little in veiling. Eventually, the hour sounds and you’re free to leave.\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail gt 1 and $GrayBestie is 1>>It’s lunch, which means you have to spend another uncomfortable hour between two women who have had an incredible effect on your life, your body, and your wardrobe. Half the time you think the only reason $Ash doesn’t assault $Gray2 is because it wouldn’t free her from her chastity. At the very least, if that ever did happen, you’d have a front row seat. Obviously, you don’t want to risk annoying $Gray2 and ruining your friendship by perving on her, so $Ash is the main recipient of that luxury. Eventually, the hour sounds and you’re free to leave.\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail gt 1 and $GrayBestie is 0>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>It’s lunch, which means that, unfortunately for you, you have a miserable lunch in store with your power mad teacher and your girlfriend and her strange motives. You walk into room 68, where $Ash is already sitting down, with Miss $Gray at her own desk. It’s eerily silent, but you reason that it might actually be preferable that way. The hour goes by painfully slowly, so you take occasional glances between the beauties in the room. The usual sight of Miss $Gray ‘s gorgeous face and ample breasts pressing against the taut material of her blouse has always been attractive to you ever since you arrived at Farrix. On the other hand, you can also spy glances at $Ash ‘s stunning legs and their sheer protector, which only add to the beauty in your mind. Further down from that, you can see most of her feet, which her flats do very little in veiling. Eventually, the hour sounds and you’re free to leave, though not before Miss $Gray cuts you off, and tells you to come to her at the end of the day because of your dramatic disobedience in regards to your uniform.\ <<elseif $JenR gt 3>><<set $Stress to $Stress - 1>>t’s lunch, which means that you have some reprieve from the stress of being a student. You’re about to find a quiet spot to relax when $Jen spots you “hey.” “Hi” she looks around for a moment, seeing that you aren’t with anyone else “come on, let’s sit together.” You follow as she leads you to a somewhat secluded spot. There are still some people around, but they don’t bother you. You two talk the hour away. Conversation comes easily thanks to your friendship, and you enjoy finding out new, cool things about $Jen . You discuss your favorite movies and books, and childhood experiences that you didn’t think you’d share, Eventually though, you have to say goodbye at the sound of the bell, leading you to your next lesson.\ <<elseif $JenR gt 1>>It’s lunch, which means that you have some reprieve from the stress of being a student. You’re about to find a quiet spot to relax when $Jen spots you “hey.” “Hi” she looks around for a moment, seeing that you aren’t with anyone else “shall we…sit together?” You agree, and she leads you to a somewhat secluded spot. There are still some people around, but they don’t bother you. You two talk the hour away. It’s mainly small talk as you discuss movies and books interspersed with the occasional joke about your lame teachers. Eventually though, you have to say goodbye at the sound of the bell, leading you to your next lesson.\ <<elseif $JenR lt -1 and $Money gt 4>><<set $Money to $Money - 5, $Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1>>It’s lunch, which means that you have some reprieve from the stress of being a student. You’re about to find a quiet spot to relax when $Jen spots you “hey.” “What’s up, loser? I think I forgot my lunch money, can you lend me some?” You’re about to feign that you forgot your wallet when $Jen continues “sorry if I made that sound like a question. Hand some over.” Her raised voice is attracting eyes, so you cut the conversation short by ripping out a note from your wallet and handing it to her. She prances away, and you try not to look at her generous ass swinging beneath her short skirt. You manage to stumble across a lonely area of Farrix, and waste away the rest of the hour by playing mobile games and listening to music.\ <<else>>It’s lunch, which means that you have some reprieve from the stress of being a student. You manage to stumble across a lonely area of Farrix, and waste away the rest of the hour by playing mobile games and listening to music.<</if>> [[12-1d<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 13>>\ You head to your next lesson. <<if $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 1>>Not only do the whispers commence from the moment you enter the classroom, so too does the awkward glance from your teacher. Mr Hawt, in character with how nice he’s been since your start at Farrix, gives you an encouraging gaze, but no doubt he’s more than aware of all the rumors perpetuated by the students in same class as you right now.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 2>>Mr Vils reaction to your entry is as neutral as it always has been, and likely always will be. If $Jen did try to bring up your sissyness to him, he’d probably get annoyed at her for discussing something not related to mathematics. For once in your life, you’re glad to have such a hardass of a teacher.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 3>>Nevermind the rest of the students, your teacher can barely stifle her giggles enough to welcome you to the classroom. Miss Bulthrough clearly keeps her ear close to the ground, and she’s getting in on the jokes almost more than the students are. “Oops, I think I lost my lipstick. Does anyone know where it went?” The encouraged class looks at you, before your teacher realizes she “misplaced it.”\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 4>>Rather than demand your classmates’ torment of you stops, Miss Green thinks it would be more effective to diagnose why they think it’s okay to mock someone so blatantly. She openly conjectures that maybe they secretly feel pity for you, or perhaps they genuinely feel so superior that they can mock you without consequence. She also posits that classmates may just be following the “tribe leader”, and following someone else’s footsteps who’s teasing you. And then she gets to diagnosing you. “One of the things I disagree with Freud on is penis envy. You see, I don’t feel it’s restricted to women. My theory is that people with small penises, perhaps like you, envy other men, and thus feel a sense of inferiority.” Suffice to say, you’d rather your teacher spend the hour slapping you with papers than inadvertently humiliating you like this, but you never did get an option.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 5>>"Miss $Gilda , did you know that $name is a sissy?” One classmate blurts out at the beginning of the hour, much to the laughter of the rest of the class, save you. “And?” “Well, it means he likes to we…” “That’s relevant how? I’m trying to teach you the meaning of life and you’re too busy thinking and distracting me and the rest of the class with these vapid comments. Did you know Plato considered the body and its senses a distraction for the soul? I would consider this great proof of that. Detention for you.” Your teacher’s harsh put down means that, at least for the next hour, you don’t have to listen to any mockery.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 3>>The whispers have already begun from the moment you enter the classroom. “You know Molly, I bet he has more panties than you!” one girl teases. “Shut up! You should be nicer to him anyway. I hear sissies are really sensitive. You wouldn’t want him to start crying, would you?” “You know, that would be really funny!”\ <<else>>Your teacher welcomes you with much more of a greeting than you get from the students.<</if>> <<if $Day3 is 1 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Jz0hBntZ/Science.jpg]] "Okay, can someone tell me what the opposite of a dominant allele is? Alice?" The girl thinks for a moment before proudly shouting "submissive!" The class starts laughing, and you can see Mr Hawt looking slightly confused. You soon stop paying attention to the lesson, and start paying attention to the girls and the rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 1 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Jz0hBntZ/Science.jpg]] Once the science lesson begins, you inevitably and immediately tune out and admire the beauty of the girls around you. It’s fortunate that this isn’t a practical session, else you probably would have spilled several bottles and flasks of chemicals. Fortunately, Mr Hawt is far too kind to even bring up your likely obvious staring, and that’s assuming he even noticed.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 2 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Bv1QMVTv/Maths.jpg]] “Can anyone tell me what the opposite of a numerator is? Megan?” The silent class turns their attention to the girl, who is visibly struggling. “A dominator?” The class now erupts in laughter, the girl’s face turning red. You soon stop paying attention to the lesson, and start paying attention to the girls. The rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 2 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Bv1QMVTv/Maths.jpg]] As soon as you sit down, you start staring at the cute girls around you. //How could they seriously expect me to do arithmetic in a school filled with such hot women?// Fortunately, Mr Vils is much more laid back than Miss $Gray , so the lesson goes by without issue.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 3 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/MKdTTRZz/English.jpg]] “The act of her standing in the doorway is less physical and more symbolic, as it’s representative of…” You soon stop paying attention to the lesson, and start paying attention to the girls, as well as admiring Miss Bullthrough’s body. The rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 3 and $Horny gt 5>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/MKdTTRZz/English.jpg]] Once the door closes and you’re sat down, you immediately start staring at the girls around you. As you’re admiring a particularly attractive girl at the front of the class, Miss Bullthrough asks you a question, and her gaze tells you she knows exactly what you were doing. You do your best to answer, but the only thing you’ve learnt from this lesson is that boobs are better than books. When the attention goes away from you, you try to be a bit subtler. Instead, you look at your teacher’s generous rear whenever she’s writing on the board, which is hardly a downgrade. The rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 4 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/sgLgPrZ8/Psychology.jpg]] ”As I’m sure you’re all aware, Freud’s idea of the Oedipus complex has largely been debunked, though I’m sure he’d have a field day with all the step-mom porn on the internet.” The only response to Miss Green’s joke is seemingly crickets. You soon zone out, and decide to take the other students as case studies on what turns you on the most.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 4 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/sgLgPrZ8/Psychology.jpg]] When you’re presented with the option between outdated psychological theories and hot uniformed women, you know it’s hardly an option at all. And while some blue balled psychologist might want to analyze your choices like those, you’d rather just admire boobs and butts when you can.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 5 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/3JKNY9TL/Philosophy.jpg]] ”Okay class, get ready, because today we’re tackling the ontological argument. First, I’d like you to think of something which exists in the mind, but not reality, for instance, like Winnie the Pooh.” //Hmm…Catwoman?…Mmm….Catwoman…// “Now, think of something which exists in the mind and in reality, like someone famous.” //Hmm…Riley Reid?...Mmm…Riley Reid…// “Now think of something which exists in reality, but not in your mind.” //Wait…how can I possibly think of something which does not exist in the mind?// You zone out soon after, thinking of Catwoman and Riley Reid.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 5 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/3JKNY9TL/Philosophy.jpg]] Almost as soon your butt lands in its seat, your mind has gone wandering, missing potentially life changing ideas in favor of a fantasy of an ethereal handjob. With how complex philosophy is, if you ever wanted to pay attention, you’d have to be much less horny.<</if>> <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Day3 is 1 or $GrayLunchFail gt 1 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Day3 is 1>>[[12-3 Punish Lick<-Continue][$H to 16]]\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Day3 is 2 or $GrayLunchFail gt 1 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Day3 is 2>>[[12-3 Punish Tidy<-Continue][$H to 16]]\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Day3 is 3 or $GrayLunchFail gt 1 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Day3 is 3>>[[12-3 Punish Spank<-Continue][$H to 16]]\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Day3 is 4 or $GrayLunchFail gt 1 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Day3 is 4>>[[12-3 Punish Tests<-Continue][$H to 16]]\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Day3 is 5 or $GrayLunchFail gt 1 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Day3 is 5>>[[12-3 Punish Massage<-Continue][$H to 16]]\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail lt 2>>[[12-1f<-Continue][$H to 16]]<</if>>

<<set $GrayLunchFail to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] You walk out of Farrix. <<if $Home is 1>>The access to your chastity cage is locked in the hands of two women hellbent on turning you into a woman, and freedom from the device is only a memory of the past and a dream for the future.\ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>The access to your chastity cage is locked in the hands of Miss $Gray , who shows no intentions of letting you out anytime soon. Your only hope of escape, sadly enough, is a woman who would rather control your cage herself.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>The access to your clit is kept safely in the hands of your trainer, Mistress $Ash , right where it should be.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>The access to your chastity cage is locked in the hands of $Gray2 , who, despite your warm relationship with, cannot let you out.<</if>> [[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] <<if $Stress gt 9>>You feel too stressed to not go straight home<</if>>\ <<if $Stress lt 10>>[[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>>

<<return>> [[Room<-Return home]] <<button info>><<script>>UI.alert("Sends you home in your current state. Might help if the current passage has a non-functioning link.");<</script>><</button>> Gray relationship : [[Settings/Debug<-+1][$GrayR to $GrayR + 1]] | [[Settings/Debug<--1][$GrayR to $GrayR - 1]] Befriended route : [[Settings/Debug<-Deactivate][$GrayBestie to 0]] - [[Settings/Debug<-Activate][$GrayBestie to 1]] Change uniform inspection result [[Settings/Debug<-Passed][$GrayLunchFail to 0]] - [[Settings/Debug<-Failed][$GrayLunchFail to 1]] <<button info>><<script>>UI.alert("Changes if you passed your teacher's morning inspection or not. Failing it will result in a lunch/after school detenion, while passing it will mean you can spend lunch with someone else (provided you have a good enough relationship with your teacher that she doesn't give you a lunch time detention regardless.");<</script>><</button>> Change order to wear sports bra [[Settings/Debug<-Have to wear a sports bra][$SportsBraOrder to 1]] - [[Settings/Debug<-Don't have to wear a sports bra][$SportsBraOrder to 0]] Ash relationship : [[Settings/Debug<-+1][$AshR to $AshR + 1]] | [[Settings/Debug<--1][$AshR to $AshR - 1]] Upset route: [[Settings/Debug<-Deactivate][$AshMad to 0]] - [[Settings/Debug<-Activate][$AshMad to 1]] Hannah relationship : [[Settings/Debug<-+1][$HannahR to $HannahR + 1]] | [[Settings/Debug<--1][$HannahR to $HannahR - 1]] Jen relationship : [[Settings/Debug<-+1][$JenR to $JenR + 1]] | [[Settings/Debug<--1][$JenR to $JenR - 1]] Exposure level (Currently $JenLevel ): [[Settings/Debug<- -1][$JenLevel to $JenLevel -1]] [[Settings/Debug<- 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The movie store has an expansive library for all genres of film. And hopefully $Jen ‘s dream man is here, not at home pirating entertainment. <<if $SD2Movie is 0>>[[SD2 Movie<-Guy checking out horror films][$SD2Movie to 1]] [[SD2 Movie<-Guy checking out action films][$SD2Movie to 2]] [[SD2 Movie<-Guy checking out sci-fi films][$SD2Movie to 3]] [[SD2 Movie<-Guy checking out rom com films][$SD2Movie to 4]] [[Secret Desires 2b<-Return to the mall]]\ <<elseif $SD2Movie is 1>>”What about that guy?” “In the horror aisle? Could work.” You march up to the kind looking fellow. He’s got a good sense of fashion, with a nice bomber jacket contrasting with a black t-shirt showing off his love of the same genre he’s shopping for. “Hey there. Have you got your eye on anything good?” “Well, I was thinking about this. Have you seen it?” He’s sociable enough. “Oh, is that the one with the killer doll? The first two are great, skip the third, and the rest are decent. You got any plans tonight?” “Yeah, me and a few buddies are getting together and having a few beers. I don’t suppose you two…ladies(?) would want to come?” “We’re a bit busy, but we might have a friend who would be interested - in a date with you.” “Oh really?” The man blushes a little. “Well I’d love to meet her. Is tomorrow good?” “Actually…she’s only in town for today.” “Shame, I've already got plans.” “Are you cert…?” $Ash drags you away. “We might have been able to convince him!” “And what do you know about $Jen ‘s current boyfriend? He’d blow her off in an instant. We need someone like that.” [[SD2 Movie<-Guy checking out horror films][$SD2Movie to 1]] [[SD2 Movie<-Guy checking out action films][$SD2Movie to 2]] [[SD2 Movie<-Guy checking out sci-fi films][$SD2Movie to 3]] [[SD2 Movie<-Guy checking out rom com films][$SD2Movie to 4]] [[Secret Desires 2b<-Return to the mall]]\ <<elseif $SD2Movie is 2>>”What about that guy?” “Checking out the action movies? Well he’s masculine, so that’s a start.” Together, you approach him. “Hey, you got any good film recommendations?” “Oh…uh…yeah, I think I saw this one…it got good reviews and was pretty fun.” He goes back to trying to select something for himself. “Nice pick, $name . Next time pick someone who wants to talk." [[SD2 Movie<-Guy checking out horror films][$SD2Movie to 1]] [[SD2 Movie<-Guy checking out action films][$SD2Movie to 2]] [[SD2 Movie<-Guy checking out sci-fi films][$SD2Movie to 3]] [[SD2 Movie<-Guy checking out rom com films][$SD2Movie to 4]] [[Secret Desires 2b<-Return to the mall]]\ <<elseif $SD2Movie is 3>>”What about him?” “Who, the neckbeard in the too small t-shirt who I can smell from here?” “You said you wanted a dick.” You approach the man, and now that $Ash pointed out his scent, it’s impossible to ignore. “Hi, what film are you getting?” She points to the case already in his hand. “Oh, it’s uh…” $Ash grabs it and reads the title. “Space babes 4: extra fertile edition.” The cover actresses have several pairs of boobs each and there’s the stereotypical aliens with big eyes and bigger foreheads standing suggestively behind. “Well, enjoy your film.” She gives the film back to him before you walk away together. “I don’t suppose you have any hand sanitiser, do you? I think he just came at the sight of a woman talking to him and now I feel disgusting.” “Sorry, I’ll try to pick someone better out next time.” “And I’m officially adding “isn’t identifiable by his scent” to the criteria.” [[SD2 Movie<-Guy checking out horror films][$SD2Movie to 1]] [[SD2 Movie<-Guy checking out action films][$SD2Movie to 2]] [[SD2 Movie<-Guy checking out sci-fi films][$SD2Movie to 3]] [[SD2 Movie<-Guy checking out rom com films][$SD2Movie to 4]] [[Secret Desires 2b<-Return to the mall]]\ <<elseif $SD2Movie is 4>>”That guy, checking out the rom coms.” “It’s not a great start, but it’s worth a try.” Approaching the man, you realize he has a tremendous physique, which you can even tell through the fashionable coat he has on. “Hey! Do you have any good romcom suggestions?” “Afraid not. I hate them myself and fall asleep half the time my fiance puts them on.” You're dejected at the revelation of his romantic success, but $Ash doesn’t seem deterred. “Oh really? She’s a lucky man. I doubt she compares to your good looks. In fact, I think I have a friend you might like.” “I’m fine, thank you.” The man returns the film he had in his hand to the shelf before storming out. “You really weren’t going to stop when he said he was engaged?” “People who are engaged cheat all the time.” “You don’t have to encourage it.” $Ash stares at you with a look of complete boredom. “Whatever sissy. He was a bust before that. $Jen would never date a man who would go out of his way to get her something she liked.” [[SD2 Movie<-Guy checking out horror films][$SD2Movie to 1]] [[SD2 Movie<-Guy checking out action films][$SD2Movie to 2]] [[SD2 Movie<-Guy checking out sci-fi films][$SD2Movie to 3]] [[SD2 Movie<-Guy checking out rom com films][$SD2Movie to 4]] [[Secret Desires 2b<-Return to the mall]]<</if>>

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/0yH9Jk40/Eclipse-Clothing-event.jpg]] Hopefully, whoever is in a fashion store cares enough about their look so that you can scratch off one part of your criteria immediately. <<if $SD2Clothes is 0>>[[SD2 Clothes<-Guy looking at business suits][$SD2Clothes to 1]] [[SD2 Clothes<-Guy looking at jackets][$SD2Clothes to 2]] [[SD2 Clothes<-Guy looking at skirt][$SD2Clothes to 3]] [[SD2 Clothes<-Guy looking at lingerie][$SD2Clothes to 4]] [[Secret Desires 2b<-Return to the mall]]\ <<elseif $SD2Clothes is 1>>”What about that guy?” You look a little closer at the man, realizing he’s quite a bit older than you first thought - quite a bit older than you, $Ash or $Jen . “Actually, nevermind.” “No, hold on sissy, you might be onto something.” She drags you, with you protesting that he’s too old for $Jen to be into him, but she obstinately marches on. “Hi, these are some nice suits, aren’t they?” “They sure are sweetie. But I don’t think you’ll get much use from them.” “Actually, I was…” “Because if you want to be taken seriously as a woman in the business world, you can’t be such a prude. Get yourself a nice short skirt someone can see your ass hanging out off, then you can sit at my table.” “Right, thanks.” You both eagerly get away from the man before his misogynistic rant continues. “You did say you wanted a dick.” “Let me give an addendum to that statement. A dick that you can talk to for 2 minutes without wanting to slap.” [[SD2 Clothes<-Guy looking at business suits][$SD2Clothes to 1]] [[SD2 Clothes<-Guy looking at jackets][$SD2Clothes to 2]] [[SD2 Clothes<-Guy looking at skirt][$SD2Clothes to 3]] [[SD2 Clothes<-Guy looking at lingerie][$SD2Clothes to 4]] [[Secret Desires 2b<-Return to the mall]]\ <<elseif $SD2Clothes is 2>>”What about that guy?” “The guy in a nice outfit who’s buying more fashionable clothing? I think we’re onto something.” In tandem, you approach him. Up closer, you can see his bulging arms showing off doubtless years of dedication at the gym. “Hi, I love your jacket.” She feigns embarrassment, and actually manages to start blushing. “I’m sorry, you must have people hit on you all the time.” “Haha, you could say that, but I appreciate the compliment. You’re not dressed too badly yourself.” “You know, I was actually thinking, you and my friend would get along so well! I’d love to set you two up on a date.” “Oh really, I’d love to meet him.” “Well, she’s actually…you’re not bisexual, are you?” “Aha, afraid not, sorry to disappoint you.” “Damnit, oh well.” You wave goodbye to the delightful gentleman. “Huh, my gaydar is normally much better.” [[SD2 Clothes<-Guy looking at business suits][$SD2Clothes to 1]] [[SD2 Clothes<-Guy looking at jackets][$SD2Clothes to 2]] [[SD2 Clothes<-Guy looking at skirt][$SD2Clothes to 3]] [[SD2 Clothes<-Guy looking at lingerie][$SD2Clothes to 4]] [[Secret Desires 2b<-Return to the mall]]\ <<elseif $SD2Clothes is 3>>”What about that guy, looking at the skirts?” “Well, he’s pretty good looking. Let’s give it a shot.” You approach the man, who up close, you realize is acting rather fidgety, and is glancing around a lot. “Hey, are you shopping for a girlfriend?” “Uhh…yes! Yes I am!” “Well, I don’t think most women would like this style. If you want to be safe and get her something nice, I'd try something like that.” $Ash points to something on the bottom shelf, trying to make conversation with the guy. “Oh, right, thank you.” The nervous man bends over, and that’s when you and $Ash notice something you would slap yourself at for not realizing earlier. There’s a pink band rising above his jeans, showing off his girly choice of underwear. “What are the chances of that?” $Ash starts walking away and you sheepishly follow. “I mean, two sissies, right next to each other? That has to be good luck or something.” She’s talking deliberately loudly, no doubt trying to embarrass the pair of you. Somewhat funnily to you though, is the thought that he would be much more embarrassed than you are. After all, you passed the “buying a skirt” stage a long time ago. [[SD2 Clothes<-Guy looking at business suits][$SD2Clothes to 1]] [[SD2 Clothes<-Guy looking at jackets][$SD2Clothes to 2]] [[SD2 Clothes<-Guy looking at skirt][$SD2Clothes to 3]] [[SD2 Clothes<-Guy looking at lingerie][$SD2Clothes to 4]] [[Secret Desires 2b<-Return to the mall]]\ <<elseif $SD2Clothes is 4>>”What about that guy, checking out the lingerie?” “At the very least he’s confident, and pretty hot too.” You approach the man, and $Ash whispers to check out his muscles too, as if you hadn’t noticed them already. “Hey there! Looking for something for your girlfriend?” “Yeah. Damn, I hope she wears it though.” “She should. If my man was kind enough to buy me something this nice, I think I’d do just about anything for him.” “Really?” “Really.” “She never responded that way before.” “That’s unbelievable. You know, I have a friend who would love to date a man who was as kind as you were. She’s constantly wanting such sexy things.” “Oh yeah? I don’t suppose she’s around, is she?” $Ash and you look at each other, smiling. “She is actually, and she was really wanting to go out with someone tonight.” $Ash shows the equally eager man a picture of $Jen . “Damn, she is hot. And single you say?” “Yep. Want to meet her?” The man nods. After he pays for the lingerie, you exit as a trio to the main area of the mall. [[Secret Desires 2c<-Continue][$H to $H + 4]]<</if>>

The sex store is much quieter than the rest of the mall and all of its shops, but there’s still enough potential suitors here to choose from. <<if $SD2Sex is 0>>[[SD2 Sex<-The guy looking at the dildos][$SD2Sex to 1]] [[SD2 Sex<-The guy looking at the XXL condoms][$SD2Sex to 2]] [[SD2 Sex<-The guy looking at the bondage gear][$SD2Sex to 3]] [[Secret Desires 2b<-Return to the mall]]\ <<elseif $SD2Sex is 1>>”What about him?” “The guy checking out the plastic cocks? I have my reservations, but alright.” You approach the man. “Hey, looking to spice up your sex life?” “You could say that.” A woman appears from around the corner and stands next to the man. “Oh sweetie, I was just telling these lovely girls about you. My wife says my penis is terribly inadequate, and that the only way I can please her is by using a strapon to fuck her.” “Oh, I promise you girls, it’s the way to go. When he’s not worrying about his orgasms, mine are much better.” “Right, thank you.” You back up from the couple. “A strapon to have sex vaginally? That’s pretty smart. I might have to use that.” “Aren’t you forgetting about something?” “I know, my belt. But after I get free.” You can only hope she forgets about it by then, and that you don’t run into that couple again before they give $Ash any more ideas. [[SD2 Sex<-The guy looking at the dildos][$SD2Sex to 1]] [[SD2 Sex<-The guy looking at the XXL condoms][$SD2Sex to 2]] [[SD2 Sex<-The guy looking at the bondage gear][$SD2Sex to 3]] [[Secret Desires 2b<-Return to the mall]]\ <<elseif $SD2Sex is 2>>”What about him?” “Big Cock McGee over there? Alright.” Together, you approach the man. As you do, it becomes quickly clear that his buying such large condoms isn’t him trying to show off to everyone else in the store, but that they’re a genuine need. You can see the outline of his cock struggling against his pants and you doubt it’s even trying to get hard. The trouser snake extends well below his upper thigh. “Hey. Looking for some fun tonight?” “Sure am, babygirl. I’d love to split you in half. Or are you two a pair only deal? I’m down for that too. There’s so much of me to love that one girl could never manage it.” “Actually, it’s for a friend of ours. She’d love to be “split in half.”" “I’ll pass then, sugar. I don’t swing for anyone who doesn’t have the confidence to ask me themselves. If they can’t do that, then they could never manage this!” He grabs his crotch in a move several levels above suggestively. $Ash and you leave the man alone. “He at least had confidence. Too much of it, if anything.” [[SD2 Sex<-The guy looking at the dildos][$SD2Sex to 1]] [[SD2 Sex<-The guy looking at the XXL condoms][$SD2Sex to 2]] [[SD2 Sex<-The guy looking at the bondage gear][$SD2Sex to 3]] [[Secret Desires 2b<-Return to the mall]]\ <<elseif $SD2Sex is 3>>”What about that guy?” “With the bondage gear falling out of his hands? Alright.” The pair of you step towards the guy, who is shameless in the amount of kinky stuff he’s buying. “Hey. Are you a big fan of bondage?” “Are you kidding? I live for it.” “You remind me a lot of our friend $Jen , she’s the same as you.” “Oh really?” The man’s interest has obviously peaked. Unsurprisingly for a man who could probably make use of a basket for his purchase of cuffs, collars and restraints, he doesn’t have a lot of subtlety. “She’s a massive bondage fan. As long as you talk her into bed first.” “Oh.” The light switch has been thoroughly turned off. “Do you have an issue with that?” “I don’t really care for the sex part of bondage. I just love being tied up and tying up - the sex just gets in the way and distracts.” You depart after his rejection. Besides your shared lack of knowledge over if $Jen is actually into bondage, his disapproval of sex is sure to irk her long before you have a chance to take those tickets from her. [[SD2 Sex<-The guy looking at the dildos][$SD2Sex to 1]] [[SD2 Sex<-The guy looking at the XXL condoms][$SD2Sex to 2]] [[SD2 Sex<-The guy looking at the bondage gear][$SD2Sex to 3]] [[Secret Desires 2b<-Return to the mall]]<</if>>

“So when do I get to meet this babe?” The sexy man inquires, and you now realize $Ash never covered this part of the plan with you, so you hope she actually thought this far ahead. “Right now, come on.” She leads you both to the food court, which is as hectic as Saturdays usually are here. You manage to get a table together despite how packed it is, and $Ash begins to go about making sure this thing goes smoothly. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/52Hm3Vqp/Food-court.jpg]] “Before you meet her though, there’s a couple of things you should know. She just got out of a rough relationship. She’ll say she’s in one, but that’s just her keeping her guard up, so don’t let it deter you. You just have to keep showing her your charm and she’ll be as good as yours.” Whilst $Ash ‘s lies convince the man, you’re too busy studying her. As she’s spreading her deceit, she’s not looking at your sexy companion, nor you. Her eyes are locked somewhere else…or at someone else. Following her gaze, you turn your head to see her staring directly at $Jen . She’s on the other side of the court, oblivious to any of you, and she’s with a man, presumably her boyfriend. But then, that man gets up, without taking any of his things with him. “Now, let's get you two love birds hooked up. There she is.” She points towards $Jen , who is now alone, at least for the time being. “Awesome, thank you. She’ll be in this by midnight.” He picks up the bag of lingerie before starting to leave. “By the way, she likes having sex at the guys house, so make sure to take her there.” “Oh, okay. Thanks again!” He gets up and approaches $Jen . “Now what’s your plan for when her boyfriend comes back?” “He doesn’t.” She gets up and you follow her, struggling to match her pace as she speedwalks across the huge mall, chasing down $Jen ‘s boyfriend. Eventually, you arrive at the place you saw him enter: the men’s toilets, not like either of you could walk in without all eyes being on you. You stand next to the entrance to the facilities, with $Ash behind you. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/52Yg5p0Q/Toilets.jpg]] “So” your words are painfully spread apart whilst you recover your breath from the moderate exercise “what now?” “Now, I push you into him.” “Wha…” [[Secret Desires 2d<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

The falling stops surprisingly gently, and you look down to see the cushiony body that broke your stumble from becoming even worse. The same man who was with $Jen lies beneath you, clutching his body. $Ash scrambles to the floor, and then tries to help you up. “You’re such a klutz! I’m so sorry!” She takes your hand and makes you run off with her around a corner, out of his sight. “Can you warn me a bit more next time?” “No.” She’s too busy on her phone to properly tell you to shut up, but what could be so important that she’s messaging someone right now? “And…done.” “Done what?” She leaves the mall in the opposite direction, and she incredibly throws her phone in a trash can on the way out. “What was that for? “That was his phone, idiot.” “You stole his phone?” “We’re going to be doing much worse tonight, sissy.” “Yeah, for the tickets. I don’t understand why you needed to push me and why you had to steal his phone.” “I pushed you so I could steal his phone, but we couldn’t linger there because he knows me, so that’s why we had to run away. I sent $Jen a message on his phone saying “Met some friends and I’m hanging out with them.” She’ll get it and leave in a few minutes out of anger, with our hand picked stud.” “And if her boyfriend returns before that?” “He won’t. He’ll realize his phone is missing and search for it where you fell into him and inside the toilets. By the time he’s given up, she will have definitely left.” [[Secret Desires 2e<-Continue][$H to 22]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/vZ7M5rQG/Jen-house.jpg]] “Next time we go out like this, I’m bringing your gag.” It’s been several hours since you ensured $Jen would be out the night, and you and $Ash have been camping close to $Jen ‘s house waiting for the time to be right, primarily in terms of the day leaving in place of the night. Since you got here though, you’ve annoyed the mastermind behind this plan with constant questions, like “can we not go back home to get blankets?” and “are our chastity devices really that bad?” Her responses quickly soured from encouragement to requests, and then demands, for you to shut up. When the main source of light is $Ash ‘s phone, and that reads “10pm” , she decides it’s time to start the next step of the plan. “So, how do you plan on getting in?” “Believe it or not, that’s actually the easy part. $Jen ‘s sister would keep a spare key in one of their fancy potted plants in case she ever forgot hers. I don’t think she ever did, and I don't think they ever moved it. Come on!” She helps you in scaling the wall, and you quickly understand why $Ash decided on this rare occasion to wear pants. Once you’re over the spiked poles, you scurry across the lawn before any pesky neighbors have a chance to spot you, even though houses in this higher end part of the city tend to have more privacy than most. $Ash leads you to the rear of the fancy house, which always did border on being a mansion, and sighs in relief when the vase is still there like she described. “Great. Now, you fish for the key.” “Why me?” “Because I need to keep an eye out for the dog.” “THEY HAVE A DOG!?” “No, just shut up and start digging.” “You really scared me.” You resign and do as you’re told. “See how it doesn’t seem so bad after that little fright?” After a frustrating and disgusting handful of minutes and dirt, you finally found something out of place: the key. “I think I have it.” You pull it out into the little light available at this time of night to confirm your hopes. “Give it to me, and make sure you put all that dirt back and make it look natural.” After doing as she asks, you return to the front side of the house. $Ash and you look at each other, both of you internally understanding how much relied on this, as she slides the key into what is hopefully its hole. Fortunately, it slides in smoothly, and the door swings open after a gentle push. You scurry inside and close it behind you. [[Secret Desires 2f<-Continue]]

The house is just as you remember it from before, only much darker, which you tried to correct, but $Ash swatted your hand away from the light switch. Despite that blunder, you really don’t want to be here. If you were caught, it’s not exactly like you could say $Ash coerced you into it and not expect the police to laugh at you, especially when they checked inside your panties. Thwarting your attempts to get this over quickly is $Ash , who slowly walks up the stairs and calmly into $Jen ‘s room, with you left trailing behind her. “Alright, if she has them, they’ll be somewhere in here. You check in this room, I’ll search her closet.” Almost subconsciously, your mind and hands race to her bedside drawers. Inside, predictably, is nothing but her panties, socks, bras and hosiery. Perhaps in some deep, deep part of your mind, you feel as though looking at a woman’s panties is a chance to gain some power over her - as though seeing and feeling her intimates gives you some knowledge of the woman herself. Or maybe you’re just a pervert. Probably that. Of course, there are no tickets in the drawers, and so you stop looking there, but you do have to hold yourself back from taking a souvenir. The drawers and shelves on her vanity table are just as lacking in tickets, and the same can be said of the rest of her bookshelves, and beneath her bed. The last place for you to search is the desk, which upon a second thought, would probably have been a great place to start. There’s no diary or any interesting books on it, only some textbooks and a computer. A quick press of the power button confirms what you already knew, and you know trying to guess her password would not be worth the time. You check the built in drawers for the tickets. There’s some more dull textbooks, miscellaneous school papers, pens, pencils, rulers and other such stationery, a pair of earphones, and beneath the collective mess: a pair of tickets that a quick reading of proves to be what you’re searching for. Relieved to finally be able to leave, you go to fetch $Ash , so you head inside the large walk-in closet, to see a slightly annoying, if cute sight. “What? Do you know how much these cost?” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/fT6TyT0n/Pink-heels.jpg]] Whilst you were busy productively searching, $Ash was evidently busy strutting up and down in $Jen ‘s extensive collection of high heels, and the pink pair she currently has on seem to have caught her eye the most. “I found the tickets.” “Awesome!” Still with the sandal toe heels on, she prances over to take them. “Ticket for entry to Secret Desire’s annual Sex Toy Celebration, 313 Madison Avenue. Great work. But more importantly, how many pairs of high heels can you carry?” “You’re planning on stealing even more from her?” “Well, yeah. These aren’t just shoes $name , they’re Catwalk!” “Don’t you already have eno…” “Shhh! Did you hear that?” You and $Ash stand completely still, hoping to somehow boost your hearing by not using your other senses. Even though you heard nothing yourself, you understand what $Ash believes she made out. Slowly and cautiously, you leave the closet, and marginally open the door to $Jen ‘s room, looking out through the slither of access you dare risk. [[Secret Desires 2g<-...][$H to $H + 1]]

There’s a pair of police officers in the hallway. One of them is half heartedly looking around, whilst the other is interfering with a white box on the wall of the entrance. “We’re in the house now, and there doesn’t seem to be anything wrong. Recommending we stop searching and return?” The one looking around holds his shoulder piece closer to his ear whilst awaiting a response. You and $Ash nervously observe, head on top of head like a cartoon. “We didn’t hear any alarm. Why are they here?” $Ash and you are whispering on a new level now, which might come in handy at Farrix, if you don’t end up behind bars by the end of the night. “Maybe it was silent.” “Silent alarms? That completely takes the fun out of burglary.” There’s a slight crackle from the communicative officer’s piece. “Copy that.” “We heading back?” The one fiddling with the alarm finally turns around, presumably he thinks it's a waste of time too. “Nah. The guy here is a big wig, they want the whole house sweeped.” “Ugh, I hate those guys.” “Tell me about it. Are you at least gonna help me this time?” “Why? You need help catching a squirrel?” The officer strides over to the porch, and takes out a lighter and cigarette from his pocket, lighting it up before puffing on it. “Whatever. Dick.” The other officers sighs and begins searching downstairs. “Shit. They’re gonna come up here. What do we do?” “Don’t worry, I doubt he’s checking every single cupboard. We can just hide in one of her closets.” That hope vanishes as quickly as it came, as you both hear the sound of small doors being opened and then shut. You and $Ash look at each other, and she silently shuts the door to your entrapment. “Oh shit, $Ash , we’re screwed, we’re so screwed. I told you we didn’t need this bad out of the chastity devices, but you wouldn’t listen. Look at me, I’ve not been in it that long and I don’t even complain that much anymore! You couldn’t even last two weeks. And Miss $Gray isn’t even that bad of a Mistress. Sure, she’s strict but she means well, and that means something and…” $Ash is about to slap you, but she’s weary of the noise it would make, so she settles for pinching your arm. “Stop panicking, we can get out of this. Come on.” She wanders over to the window in $Jen ‘s room, opening it and looking outside. You sheepishly follow, looking for any escape from the situation, even though her ideas got you into this mess. “Okay, that’s not too bad. I’ve just got to get out of these first.” She kneels down, replacing her stolen heels with her (hopefully) legally bought shoes. Despite the situation though, she still holds the pair of pink shoes intimately close to her. <<if $Home is 3>>”Okay, I think there’s only way we can do this. I’m going to lower you down and then drop you. Then I’m gonna hang from the window, and you’re going to have to catch me.” “Do you really think that will work?” “It’s the best shot we have. Now come on, climb over the wall.” She encourages you and you follow suit, lifting one leg and then the other over the wall, using your hands on the frame for balance. “Great, just don’t look down and you’ll be fine.” “Why can’t I look do…” you immediately understand why after you make that mistake. “No $Ash , I can’t do this! We’re so high up, I’ll break something, everything - my ankles, my legs , my hips…” “Shut up you stupid sissy, otherwise I’ll break them anyway. Grab my hands, and I’ll lower you as far as you can go.” Quivering in the terror of the moment, you remove your hands from the window frame and form a death grip on $Ash ‘s own palms, which are surprisingly absent of moisture. She gives you a final look of inspiration, before you do what you need to do. The fall is a quick one, and your feet catch you before you land on your ass. Nothing is broken, not even strained. $Ash is looking at you, smiling as your expression turns upwards. Now it’s your turn to encourage her. [[Secret Desires 2ha<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Home is 4>>”Okay, I think there’s only one way we can do this. You need to lower me down out the window, and then you need to jump downwards and I’ll catch you.” “Do you really think that will work?” “It’s the best shot we have. Now come on, give me your hand for balance.” $Ash climbs over the window frame, with one of her hands in yours, and the other still closely clenching her shoes. “Great, now lower me.” You support all of her weight as her body lowers an extra foot or two, until you’re leaning over the frame and worried you’ll stumble out. Suddenly, there’s a terrifying creak of a door opening. There’s a gasp of shock, followed by a stern demand. “Freeze! Put your hands up!” You’re paralyzed, in a stunned silence that you’ve actually been caught, undoubtedly going to jail for years, where you’ll be the plaything of men. “I really didn’t think it would end this way sissy, but I always was planning on getting revenge for you ratting me out to $Gray . Consider my abandoning you revenge.” $Ash drops down, stumbles to her feet after the ungracious fall, and scurries away, heels in her hand and leaving you behind. [[Secret Desires 2hb<-...]]<</if>>

Out of his sight though, $name is left confused at what’s going on. $Ash turns away from the window, but she backs up into it. “Freeze! Drop what’s in your hands and put them in the air!” The police officer has her cornered. “Well, which one is it?” She giggles slightly, but she’s also trying to hide her face with her arms and the heels. “I’m not gonna warn you again!” $Ash exhales, clearly upset. “Dammit. I really liked these heels.” The expensive pair of shoes sail out of $Ash ‘s hands, soar through the air, and land square in the police officer’s face. “Ah fuck, my eye!” The next thing $name sees is $Ash falling backwards out of the window, and were it not for you dashing forward and catching her before her head collided with the ground, she wouldn’t just have something broken. “You saved me $name . Now come on, quickly!” After she scrambles back to her own feet, she takes your hand and you run off into the distance, hearing the faint yelling of the officer out of the window, no doubt demanding you return, but the adrenaline is going too quickly and it’s impossible to hear anything over your heartbeat. You scale the perimeter fence, and run through as many shortcuts and alleys as you can until you end up in a completely unfamiliar part of the city, but almost certainly having lost the trailing cops. “I…I…I’m really thankful you saved me $name .” You’re both out of breath from the sprinting, so your sentences are punctuated with heavy gasps for air. “Yeah…well I…can we just not…you know…break into a house again?” “What about…if we ever do again…we make sure they don’t have an alarm.” “I suppose that’s…the best I’m going to get.” $Ash leads you back in the direction of home. Neither of you talk much. Even she has to be trying to recover from what almost was a disaster. “Well, at least we got what we came for.” Her hands proudly hoist the tickets into the air. “Right, the tickets. When’s that sex toy event?” She studies the tickets closely, trying to make out the writing in the darkness. “Huh…looks like our fun continues. It’s next Saturday.” “Great. If we don’t escape these devices after all this, I’m gonna be upset.” [[Secret Desires 2ia<-Continue]]

The officer gets a hold of you whilst your hands are up and you’re turned away. He immediately puts handcuffs on one and then attaches them to the other, but you’re too distraught that $Ash would actually abandon you to properly understand what’s going on. You think the police officer is talking, but you can’t hear him over the thoughts of your mind running wild. The wave of his hand in front of your face slowly draws you out of your head. “You made a mistake trying to steal from these folks.” With your hands locked behind your back, he leads you with his own hand just above your elbow, and guides you out of the room and into the foyer. “So you ready to leave?” The second officer who was too lazy to help his partner turns around from smoking his cigarette to see that his colleague actually caught someone. “Damn, she doesn’t look dressed to rob. Are you sure she doesn’t live here?” “I don’t think house owners make a habit of trying to escape out of their windows.” It seems he never saw $Ash running away. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/6qFw8YqL/Police-car.jpg]] “Well nice catch then.” He stomps out his cigarette, and strides over to their car, encouraging you and the other officer to follow. He opens the rear car door for you and navigates your head inside. They’re talking about something outside that you can’t make out. In the foliage past the perimeter fence, you think you see a face watching you. It’s a long time before they get in their car and drive to the station, but that never actually happens, since the arrival of a second vehicle proceeding up the driveway draws yours, and the arresting officers' attention. But it can’t be $Jen ‘s parents, $Ash said they were never in, though anything she said is now suspect to you, and surely it can’t be $Jen herself. Your plan was to make sure of that. [[Secret Desires 2ib<-Continue]]

When you return to the warm safety of your house, the adrenaline has worn off, and fatigue has set in. $Ash sets the tickets down upon her desk. The two of you stand and stare at each other in silence. There’s a certain intimacy formed by doing illegal activities together that your relationship of dominance and submission had simply been lacking. Her hand meets yours, and she pulls you onto the bed. Evidently, $Ash is a lot more sexually strained by chastity than you are. For a length of time that’s hard to understand, you passionately make out like you’ve never done before, and certainly haven’t even come close to doing in a long time. You’re doing as much as your sexually restrained bodies allow without the use of toys, which neither of you have the strength to acquire. You fall asleep without undressing, still cradling each other. [[Room<-Continue][$H to 9, $AshR to $AshR + 2]] <<set $SleepProcess to 1>>\ <<set $H to 2>><<set $M to 0>>\ <<if $C5 lte 0>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>><</if>>\ <<if $Bed2 is 1>><<set $Stress to $Stress - 1>><</if>>\ <<set $Day to $Day + 1, $Day3 to $Day3 + 1>>\ <<if $Day3 is 8>><<set $Day3 to 1>><</if>>\

The car gets closer into view, and it immediately shows itself to be expensive, not only from the brand that you spot between the headlights, but also from the style of the car itself. The engine turns off and there’s a slamming of a car door. But with the bright headlights beaming at you, it’s impossible to make out who it is. The person talks with the cops for a while, before they all meander next to your window. The mysterious guest leans over to identify you. There’s a look of recognition that’s on both of your faces, but his ends with a smile, yours with a terrified expression. It’s $Jen ‘s boyfriend. The men talk about who knows what for a while longer, before they finally shake hands. That’s when the more active police officer opens the door locking you in the car, and removes you from inside. “Well, it seems there was quite the misunderstanding here tonight. Fortunately, your friend here was able to clarify the issue.” He releases you from your handcuffs. “Next time you might want to try explaining yourself before you get arrested.” The troublesome cops drive away, leaving you alone with your savior. Neither of you say anything. “So…I guess I’ll just be leaving now…” your exit is quickly cut off when he forcibly takes hold of your wrist in a manner far more terrifying than the handcuffs ever where. “Not so fast. I managed to convince the cops you were one of my girlfriends’ friends, but I have no idea who you are. All I know is you fell into me and then my phone was missing, and my girlfriend had left me at the mall. So you have some explaining to do.” He leads you inside, through the front door that the cops had remarkably forgotten to lock, or even close. And now that you think about it, what could this man have told them to have let you go? Even if he said you knew each other, why would they let you stay on the property? “So, why don’t you tell me what’s going on here? I’m assuming you’re a friend of $Jen ‘s from Farrix, right?” Your anxious silence doesn’t give him the answer he wants. “Or if you don’t know her, I can simply call those cops back here and tell them I was mistaken.” “Wait! No, I do know her, she’s a friend.” “So how come you ended up here, alone? Were you and $Jen hanging out after she abandoned me or something?” “No I…uh…she forgot her homework! So I brought it round but she wasn’t in.” “Huh. So she really isn’t here?” He pauses to think for a while. A devious grin forms across his face. “Well, I think you owe me quite a bit, don’t you? You stole my phone, and then I stopped you from being arrested. And I know the perfect way for you to show your appreciation.” He demands with a booming voice that you follow him upstairs, where he leads you right back into $Jen ‘s room. “$Jen doesn’t put out nearly as much as I’d like her to.” He unzips his pants tauntingly. “So I think you should start there.” //Shit. If he sees my chastity cage I’m screwed. $Jen has probably told him about me, so if he knows about my penis, he’ll connect the dots and tell her!// “Straight to sex? Don’t you want me to warm you up a bit first?” “Oh, you ARE a slut. Alright then bitch, come over here and pleasure me.” He lays down on the bed as his cock is stretching upwards towards the sky, and it now feels like the police weren’t so bad after all. [[Secret Desires 2jb<-Continue]]

<<set $SuckS to $SuckS + 1, $CumS to $CumS + 1, $HandS to $HandS + 1>>\ It’s hard to sexily strut when you’re so nervous, but you do your best as you approach the man and his cock. And unlike yours, according to all the women in your life, this IS a cock. You kneel in front of it on the bed and look down. It’s pointing straight at you. Looking for instructions on what to do, you use all those years of watching porn to your advantage. With one hand, you grab the dick. Even at the base, your hand barely covers half the thing, and you start to understand why $Jen might put up with him. You begin to jerk him, slowly up and then even slower down. But your teasing attitude evidently isn’t doing much for him. “Stop being such a tease, get your lips around it!” You gulp, both out of terror, and to try to lubricate your mouth a bit better, which is rather desiccated after a day of frights. A long line of drool slips out of your mouth like a faucet on the lowest setting, and it meets his cock, lubricating first the tip, and then the rest of the dick from the top downwards. After spending a few seconds massaging it around, you lean over and wrap your lips around it. Suddenly, you're rather thankful for $Ash training you to suck cock. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/tCjYrJmv/Jen-bf-1.jpg]] Despite your efforts of lubrication, it’s still a dry meal. Whilst sucking on the tip, you try to drool more. Curiously, it seems like mouths naturally salivate more around genitals, you figure, since it surely can’t be that you're actually attracted to it. Once it’s slightly more palatable, you begin to go deeper down on his cock. Your lips are wrapped around it doing most of the work, while your tongue works to massage the underside of his cock. And you can actually imagine that your hot breath on his member adds to the experience significantly for him, which helps you understand why blowjob videos have the guy looking out of this world in orgasmic pleasure. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/J45tS8fr/Jen-bf-2.jpg]] “Oh yeah, you’re good. I’m ready for the real thing. Give me that wet pussy!” Looking up, in what is likely an unsexy ahegao face, you can see he does look out of this world. His eyes are slammed shut and you can’t imagine any thoughts going through his mind. From this position, you might be able to make a run out the front door. But it’s too risky. Like $Ash said, he is muscular, so he would probably chase you down. And if $Jen was invited to the Sex Toy Celebration, then there’s probably all kinds of things around he could use to make sure you stuck around. Even so, you can’t give him the real thing because you don’t have the real thing. That’s when all your time watching porn comes in handy again. You can tell from his body that he’s close to cumming, because you’ve been in that position too. And though he tries to stop himself, as you keep blowing him, it’s inevitable that he’s going to burst. “You can st…..stop now.” But you don’t. You keep sucking his hard cock until he’s just about to cum, and he doesn’t have the willpower to tell you to stop anymore. You keep going and going until the tip is about to explode, then you remove your mouth from his nearly squirting cock and finish him off with your hands. He yells in pleasure whilst you vigorously jerk him off, and he does explode and squirt and cum, but you’d forgotten to move your face, so the semen barely shoots out of his scepter for a second before it’s struck out of the air by your face, which catches the entire load, coating your cheeks, forehead, nose and even your hair. A small droplet lands just above your mouth, but it dribbles down onto your lips. Hopefully by giving him a pleasurable orgasm, he won’t care for round 2. He recovers from the orgasm. [[Secret Desires 2Kb<-Continue]]

<<set $Money to $Money - 150>><<if $Money lt 150>><<set $Money to 0>><</if>>\ Those hopes are quickly dispelled. After wiping off his cock from the spit and precum and the few droplets of cum that didn’t stick on your face and fell back onto it against your cheek, he gets up. “You dumb slut. Didn’t you want this hard cock inside of you?” He grunts and stretches a bit while pacing up and down, before looking at you. He then swipes a handful of notes from you. “That’s for whatever you did to my phone, whore. I’ll be back in a minute for round 2.” He goes to leave, presumably to the bathroom, whilst you joke to yourself that if anything, you were a reverse whore, and that somewhat distracts you from what you had to do. But he never makes it to the bathroom. As he opens the bedroom door, you hear the loud smashing of ceramic, and you look towards the noise to see $Ash standing over $Jen ‘s boyfriend. There’s a shattered vase in pieces on the floor. “$Ash !” You dash towards her, hugging her once you do reach your abandoner turned savior. “I knew you wouldn't leave me.” “Yeah, whatever, let’s just go.” The man is still laying on the floor. He’s moving, so you don’t want to risk stirring him by taking back your money. You and $Ash swiftly leave out the front door. Evidently, him not locking it, just like the police, came back to haunt him. You leave after scaling the fence, and then take a slow walk home. “Thank you for coming back.” “Well, I’m still angry about you going through my diary, but I figure I can get revenge in a way which doesn’t end up without me having my sissy helping me around the house, and with escaping chastity.” Though she’s phrasing it pragmatically, you’re not sure those are the only reasons. “Those were some good moves back there. You’re pretty good and giving head.” “You were there for all that!?” “Not all of it, just the end.” “You could have intervened.” “Haha, I know. But he might have seen me coming with my large vase. Besides, that way I wouldn’t have gotten to see you like this.” She waves at your face. In all the commotion, you’d forgotten about the cum decorating it. Feeling it, you notice it hasn’t quite dried yet. “You look good. Cum suits you.” “Thanks…I think.” “You’re welcome.” “Do you think he’ll tell her?” “Probably not. He’s going to be too embarrassed and confused. He’ll probably clean up the mess of that ceramic and $Jen won’t ever notice it disappeared. These, though? I’m not so sure.” Her hands proudly hoist the tickets into the air. “Right, the tickets. When’s that sex toy event?” She studies the tickets closely, trying to make out the writing in the darkness. “Huh…looks like the adventures continue. It’s next Saturday.” “Great. Hopefully there isn’t an alarm we have to worry about there.” [[Secret Desires 2lb<-Continue]]

When you return to the warm safety of your house, the adrenaline has worn off, and fatigue has set in. $Ash sets her new heels down on the floor and the tickets on her desk. Neither of you have the strength for conversation. She doesn’t tell you to put on your sleep uniform, and you don’t remind her about it. Without undressing, or even getting under the covers, both of you lay silently on the bed. The activities of the past day have caught up to you, and you quickly fall asleep. [[Room<-Continue][$H to 9]] <<set $SleepProcess to 1>>\ <<set $H to 2>><<set $M to 0>>\ <<if $C5 lte 0>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>><</if>>\ <<if $Bed2 is 1>><<set $Stress to $Stress - 1>><</if>>\ <<set $Day to $Day + 1, $Day3 to $Day3 + 1>>\ <<if $Day3 is 8>><<set $Day3 to 1>><</if>>\

<<set $SD to 4>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom_Ash.jpg]] “Okay, we have the tickets, now we can get into the event.” “Great. What do you think it’ll be like?” “I don’t think it will be too fancy. It’s a massive warehouse, and they don’t want to attract too much attention. But other than that, I’m not sure. It’s probably some sort of showcase for all of that company’s products.” “So we just need to find whoever can tell us more about these chastity devices then.” “Right.” “So if all goes well, we should be able to get out of these things by tonight?” “Yes, hopefully.” So with your plan hopefully in its last stages, you set off for 313 Madison Avenue. It’s in a shady part of the city, $Ash tells you, full of other derelict buildings seldom used for anything legal. Unlike when you were waiting to steal the tickets from $Jen , you can’t think of little to say as you make your way to the Sex Toy Celebration - you’re filled with far too much excitement. If $Ash is similarly eager to be out, she isn’t showing it. It’s a long journey to the location, but she insists you walk. [[Secret Desires 3b<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/1tX6r3RR/Warehouse-1.jpg]] This area of the city is just as $Ash promised. It’s a labyrinth of concrete, brick and steel. None of the factories around seem to be used for their original purpose, hinted at by the wood on their gigantic over the door signs being battered from the weather without any replacement. The gigantic holes in the large buildings no doubt once held windows, but it’s hard to see the glass still in place after thugs undoubtedly tossed the bricks from the few structures people had demolished into them for games. There’s graffiti on so many of the brick and mortar buildings that graffiti artists are having to write over one another. Some have even started painting the road. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/3xmGVYSR/Truck.jpg]] Around the warehouse, there’s very little foot traffic. There are some people exiting blacked out SUVs and heading in the same direction as you. Those going in the opposite direction aren’t the type of people you want to talk to. It quickly becomes clear without you needing to check addresses which one 313 is. There are a lot more parked cars here, and even some trucks by the side of the building, with people still unpacking. Rather than using a vehicle door as a main entrance, there’s a human sized one, including a large human acting as a guard. $Ash holds the tickets in her hand as you approach. She hands them silently to the man, who slowly grabs them while suspiciously eyeing the two of you. After a swift inspection of them, he hands them back. “So, can we go in?” “I don’t think so.” “Why not?” “Somebody didn’t receive the memo about the dress code, did they?” $Ash sighs at the man. “No, I must have overlooked that email. What exactly is allowed?” “Something a little more interesting than what you’re wearing.” “Which is?” “Suits, fancy dresses. But plenty of people just skip the appearances and wear what they do in the bedroom.” “Right, okay.” $Ash and you slowly walk away. With how she isn’t immediately cursing the world, you figure you shouldn’t give up quite yet yourself. “What now?” “I’m not…wait! That’s it!” She runs to the side of the huge warehouse, double checking one of the trucks. “Look, the sign!” The graphic on the side shows off men and women in compromising or dominant outfits. There’s maid outfits, catsuits, gimpsuits, lingerie, and, well, some things even you haven’t seen before. “Come on sissy, we can still make this work.” She dashes into the adjacent building, where she begins stripping, and demands you do the same. [[Secret Desires 3c<-Continue][$DressUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $GarterUn to 1, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1, $HosieryUn to 1, $ShoesUn to 1]]

<<set $SD3Outfit to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/qqC3WDC9/Warehouse-2.jpg]] You obediently do as you’re told. At the very least, she’s not telling you to do something she wouldn’t do herself. She slips out of her skirt and blouse until she’s just wearing her bra and panties, so you follow suit. She also demands you leave your hosiery behind, in case it doesn’t go with whatever outfit you find. Your shoes are also left in the building, where you hope they will remain until you can collect them later. So, you and $Ash scurry mostly naked in broad daylight to the side entrance of the warehouse, where workers are lugging crates inside from the several parked trucks. You crouch down in front of the hood of one of them, looking underneath the body and to the side to spy on the men hauling. After a silent look, you follow $Ash as she slides around the corner of the truck to the long side, out of view of the large side entrance. You keep creeping slowly along the concrete ground until you’re at the corner to the rear access to the truck. $Ash peeks out above the loading ramp, just as two pairs of heavy boots stomp down it, and go inside the building. Another exchange between you and $Ash tells you that it’s safe enough to head inside the vehicle. They’ve still got a lot of unloading to do, evidently. There’s a maze of crates stacked to well above your head, hopefully giving you enough cover to pick out something nice and leave. “You search there at the back, I’ll check over here.” Scamparing over to the back, you’re happy $Ash told you to take this position. If the men do come back, they’ll see her first. You pry open the crates and peek inside. All the outfits have another layer of wrapping inside a plastic bag, making it hard to see what the apparel is, and if it’s a size that will fit you. But after looking through enough crates, you have an idea of what outfits you have to pick from. There’s a… “Hey! Get out of there!” You instinctively duck, and through the thin vertical gap created by the space between boxes, see the two men have returned, and are yelling at $Ash, who runs out the truck and back the way you came. “Jeez. When did this thing become so popular?” “Who knows. Did Jerry tell you about that young woman trying to suck her way into a ticket?” “No. What’d he do?” “Well, he gave her a ticket.” The voices fade away as they go back into the facility with a pair of new crates. You think $Ash managed to sneak out with something, so you only need to pick up something for you. [[Secret Desires 3d<-Take the maid outfit][$SD3Outfit to 1]] [[Secret Desires 3d<-Take the bunny outfit][$SD3Outfit to 2]] [[Secret Desires 3d<-Take the collar and leash][$SD3Outfit to 3]]

<<if $SD3Outfit is 1>><<set $GarterA to 1, $Stockings5 to 1, $StockingsE to 1, $ShoesE to 1, $MaidA to 1>>You steal the maid outfit after the staff remove another two crates, and return to $Ash , who has already changed into her outfit.\ <<elseif $SD3Outfit is 2>><<set $Pantyhose1 to 1, $PantyhoseA to 1, $ShoesE to 1, $BlouseF to 1>>You steal the bunny outfit after the staff remove another two crates, and return to $Ash , who has already changed into her outfit.\ <<elseif $SD3Outfit is 3>><<set $PantiesM to 0, $PantiesA to 0, $PantiesB to 0, $PantiesC to 0, $PantiesD to 0, $PantiesE to 0, $PantiesF to 0, $PantiesG to 0, $PantiesH to 0, $PantiesI to 0, $PantiesJ to 0, $PantiesK to 0, $PantiesL to 0, $PantiesM to 0, $PantiesN to 0, $PantiesO to 0, $ThongA to 0, $ThongB to 0, $ThongC to 0, $ThongD to 0, $ThongE to 0, $GarterPantiesA to 0, $GarterPantiesB to 0, $GarterPantiesC to 0, $GarterPantiesD to 0, $GarterPantiesE to 0, $SportsBraA to 0, $SportsBraB to 0, $SportsBraC to 0, $SportsBraD to 0, $SportsBraE to 0, $SportsBraF to 0, $SportsBraG to 0, $SportsBraH to 0, $SportsBraI to 0, $SportsBraJ to 0, $BraA to 0, $BraB to 0, $BraC to 0, $BraD to 0, $BraE to 0, $BraF to 0, $BraG to 0, $BraH to 0, $BraI to 0, $BraJ to 0>>You steal the collar and leash after the staff remove another two crates, and return to $Ash , who has already changed into her outfit.<</if>> She looks stunning in a black latex catsuit which looks like it was a nightmare to put on, but the effort was worth it in your eyes. It really brings out her dominant side. Naturally, she saw the opportunity to gain another pair of heels, and she took it, but they at least match her outfit. “You can close your mouth now. What did you take?” <<if $SD3Outfit is 1>>Eager to put something on over your underwear, you answer with your body, quickly putting on the maid outfit. It’s just like any other outfit like it: it’s black with white frills and lining, and is suitably short. There’s a pair of fishnet stockings that came with it, and its tops are clearly visible beneath the tiny skirt, as well as a matching garter belt. Just like $Ash ‘s taking, you have a complementary pair of black heels with your robbery. “A maid outfit? Pretty cute, $name . Come one!”\ <<elseif $SD3Outfit is 2>>Eager to put something on over your underwear, you answer with your body, quickly putting on the bunny outfit. Well, “outfit” rather glorifies what is pretty much just a leotard. After slipping on the sheer black pantyhose, you step into the black bodysuit, which has an adorable white spot of fluff on your rear. With it also came a hair piece, with an inordinate pair of fake bunny ears attached, as well as an eyeliner pencil for drawing on some whiskers. Just like $Ash ‘s taking, you have a complementary pair of black heels with your robbery. “A bunny look? Adorable $name !” She gives your very exposed ass a taunting slap. “Come on!”\ <<elseif $SD3Outfit is 3>>You’d love to put on something right now, but all you have to show for your thievery is a pink leash and a collar. Whatever possessed you to take it has gone, and you’re now very much regretting not getting something that covered you a little more than the glorified choker will. “That actually works. Strip down further, and we’ll see how it looks.” It's not much worse than how you were dressed already, so you do remove the rest of your underwear. At the moment, all you’re wearing is your unremovable chastity cage. $Ash strides over and decides to put the collar on you herself . The intimate task involves her looking straight into your eyes menacingly as she locks it on. “Adorable. Come on sissy.”<</if>> [[Secret Desires 3e<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

<<set $H to $H + 1>>\ The security guard gives you the same look of suspicion as you return following your costume change, but he takes the tickets out of $Ash ‘s hands without taking a second glance at them. He begrudgingly smiles as he opens the door for you two. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJ5nCfdx/Warehouse-3.jpg]] Inside the warehouse, it’s nothing like you expected it to be. The bizarre visage almost resembles a bazaar. There are stalls as far as the eye can see with people in lavish suits showing products to the customers. You begin to walk around. All the makeshift shops have both a person trying to shift their merchandise, and a person dressed very submissively, demonstrating its usage. It ranges from the very benign women in lingerie with a gag shoved in their mouth, to the much more intricate bondage kits, with people left suspended helplessly from a collection of ropes. $Ash looks at you, amazed. Together, you approach one of the stalls. “Hello there, young ladies! Interested in our range of squirting sex toys?” “Certainly. What can you tell us about them?” “Think about any dildo you’ve ever used. They were probably nice, lovey even, especially if you bought it from us, but it probably also felt pretty…impersonal, right? You get a very one dimensional form of pleasure from a fake penis being thrusted inside of you over and over again, and in the end, you cum. But doesn’t being cum inside of, or onto, have its charm? Isn’t it one of the reasons you crave sex in the first place - to feel the satisfaction of cum shooting against your skin? Well, with this squirting dildo, you can have that! Simply load it with up to 150ml of your desired liquid, and you can squirt it whenever you want. Or, with our more luxurious models, it can sense when you’re cumming, and squirt automatically when your orgasm arrives.” “Wow, that is pretty incredible.” “So, you’re interested? What model would you like a closer look at?” “Well how about…” $Ash looks at you, and remembers your agreed upon priority “actually, I might come back later after thinking about it.” “Of course.” You begin wandering off when he yells back at you. “Did you receive a complimentary map?” $Ash turns back and collects the piece of paper he held out for her. “Look at this place, there’s so many shops. We could spend all day here - just look at some of these. Flavored bottles of cum, Lovecraftian bondage kits, butt plugs with LED lights inside, fleshlights that lubricate the more you do foreplay, cum bubblegum, dildos with realistic hair, dresses with crotch zips, vibrators that tell you your boyfriend is a dick…this place is awesome!” “Not that I don’t agree, but I think we should find the chastity area first.” “You’re probably right. Here.” She points towards the map, at several stores near each other, all selling chastity devices. “Looks like we need to head this way.” She leads you past the multitude of stores to try to find the one you’re looking for. It’s a bustling atmosphere thanks to the hundreds of people here. Just like the security guard claimed, there’s some people dressed professionally in business get ups, but most people are showing off their sexuality proudly. There are plenty of women dressed just like $Ash , leading around men on leads who are crawling on all fours. Some of the men even have their wrists strapped to their shoulders, forcing them to walk on their elbows and knees. There are also enough women who have their entire naked form exposed. Were you not so intrigued by all the fascinating products on display, you would love to ogle them more. Eventually, you find yourself looking at a row of unique chastity cages and belts. You stare in awe at the crazy things Secret Desires have created. “Hello ladies. Are you interested in this new line of chastity cages? This style means you no longer have to worry about peeing at all! Whenever the gentleman does pee, this small tube transports it all to the anus thanks to the pump in the butt plug. There, their bodies absorb it all, meaning no more messes, and leaving him completely humiliated and feeling disgusted.” “We’re fine thanks.” Straight ahead, you and $Ash stare at the same style of chastity that you’re both locked inside of. You’re about to approach, when you dishearteningly spot a familiar silhouette. [[Secret Desires 3f<-Continue]]

You immediately divert your course and start looking at the products opposite to the chastity devices. “Are you sure that’s her?” You both slyly look around innocuously, trying to figure out if the woman looking at the style of device that you’re in is actually <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2<<else>>Miss $Gray<</if>>. “Yep, that’s definitely her. You can tell by the shoes.” “YOU can tell by the shoes.” Sadly, your teacher didn’t wear anything special for the occasion, just her usual professional outfit, but this does confirm $Ash ‘s suspicion that she would be here. “What do we do?” “Get on your knees.” “What?” “She might recognize our bodies together - go on, do it.” You resign and do as you’re told. “You’re dressed to be in that position anyway. We just need to wait until she leaves.” So for a while, you bide your time and look at some of the other items being sold, all the while you remain on your knees, occasionally looking over your shoulder to check if your teacher has left. “Are you interested in our sex machines? We have a range of options, from the basic to the scientifically incredible. Take this one.” He stands to the side to reveal a contraption of metal pounding a dildo repeatedly into the anus of a naked woman. “It may look like a simple sex toy, but don’t be fooled. Depending on the settings you input, this can be the greatest lover you will ever have.” When he stops talking, another voice takes over, but it’s hard to initially realize where from. “Yeah, you like that, don’t you slut! I’m gonna ram my dick into your ass until it’s bleeding.” The dildo speeds up. “This device is set to one of the more extreme options, but it comes with an advanced AI that talks back to you, and learns what you like and dislike based on what you tell it, and how your body reacts based on its sensors. It can be as sadistic as this one here, or it could be much more gentle, like this one.” He slams down an identical machine on the table, and turns it on. “Hey sweetie. How was work? Are you in the mood for sex?” The man laughs a little. “When they’re fresh out of the box, they try and do a bit of everything, but once they learn a bit more about you, they’re better than a hundred pornstars, guaranteed!” $Ash looks over her shoulder, and sees that <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2<<else>>Miss $Gray<</if>> is leaving the chastity display. “They’re incredible, but we’ll have to think about it!” She walks towards the store, with you trailing behind her on your knees. [[Secret Desires 3g<-Continue]]

The woman behind the table hosting boxes upon boxes of the device causing you and $Ash such distress smiles as you approach her. “Hi! Do either of you have any experience with chastity already?” “We do actually. In fact, we’re both locked in some of your devices.” “Oh really? How are you finding them?” “Oh, they’re great, but we actually had an issue with it. You see…I lost my phone which I used to unlock them, and now we’re stuck in them.” “Ah, we’ve had people with similar issues. We can’t override them, but we can give you a device that will connect with your devices that you can unlock it through.” She rummages through some boxes behind her table, and hands $Ash an even smaller box. “It works the same as it will with your phone. Just use your thumbprint and it can unlock it.” “That’s amazing, thank you!” Having seemingly accomplished your plan, you’re ready to look around the rest of the building and take in some of the strange things on offer, but those plans are quickly derailed. “Hey, there’s that thief again!” One of the staff points at $Ash , and begins chasing her. She makes a break for it, ducking and dodging his arms that wildly try to catch her. $Ash is impressively nimble in her high heeled shoes, and actually manages to outrun the trailing man after she dashes out the vehicle entrance. The commotion draws a lot of attention, but fortunately not on you. Getting back to your feet, you walk out of the main door and catch up with the “thief.” [[Secret Desires 3h<-Continue]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/qqC3WDC9/Warehouse-2.jpg]] She’s waiting where you left your proper clothes, fortunately having lost the man chasing her. In her hand, she still holds the adapter the woman gave her. “So I guess we can’t get one of those fucking machines with the AI.” In tandem, you get dressed back into your proper clothes. “I don’t quite understand this. We have that adapter thing, but how does that get us any closer to being free of these cages?” “Well, now we just need to get $Gray ‘s thumbprint, and we can let ourselves out.” “Right, but how do we do that?” “Simple. It’s basic forensic science - you dust a surface with a dark powder and then use clear tape to get the print.” “Huh. So we just take the print off her computer mouse or something?” “I’ll have to think more on that.” You return home together, with your new gadget nestled in $Ash ‘s hand. [[Room<-Continue][$H to 17, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] <<if $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>You enter room 68 of Farrix to unfortunately spend even more time of your morning with Miss $Gray . “I’d be extremely disappointed if you couldn’t even get your uniform right at this point, and I know $Hannah wouldn’t be a fan either. Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that. Now, strip.”\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>You enter room 68 of Farrix with $Ash. To keep up appearances around your friend, $Gray2 demands, rather than asks, for your clothes to be removed.\ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>You enter room 68 of Farrix with $Ash . Miss $Gray is already prepared for your arrival, and she immediately demands you strip.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5ytWZ56r/Inspection.jpg]] <<if $TightsA is 1>>”Black tights are always a classic, but they’re also rather dull, don’t you think?”\ <<elseif $TightsB is 1>>”I’ll admit, not many students wear blue tights to Farrix. After All, it’s hard to see the difference between them and normal black ones. But evidently you’ve taken a shine to collecting hosiery, so I won’t belittle you for it.”\ <<elseif $TightsC is 1>>”I would have expected you to have had an issue looking this feminine. Your tights are girlier than your skirt! I commend you for your confidence in your girlish essence.”\ <<elseif $TightsD is 1>>”I always found white tights to be far too dull. Even nude tights would be less beige, if you know what I mean. And they imply far too much innocence for a girl like you to be wearing them, but I approve enough to allow.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseA is 1>>”This shade of pantyhose is a staple in every girl’s wardrobe, don’t you agree? But they’re also so delicate, and runs are so easy to spot. Such vulnerability is more than appropriate for you though.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseB is 1>>”I used to wear nude pantyhose a lot myself, until I realized black was much better at getting people’s attention. Unless you’re undressed, most people probably wouldn’t even notice your hose. That is, unless you have a fetish for nylon.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseC is 1 or $PantyhoseD is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”You can wear your slutty fishnets as much as you want in your free time, but when you’re at Farrix, you need to be wearing something more appropriate. Perhaps you should look to the legs of your classmates for inspiration.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseH is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”Unless I’m mistaken, you’re at Farrix to learn, not craft potions. These striped pantyhose of yours should stay away from the classroom.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseE is 1>>”With pantyhose like this, it’ll be hard for people to not stare at your legs. They’re very eye-catching, $name . If that’s what you want though, I’ll allow it.” <<elseif $PantyhoseF is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”While I like the color of these pantyhose, I detest the trashy fishnet style. Furthermore, Such loud and obnoxious designs are against the Farrix dress code.”\ <<elseif $StockingsA is 1 or $StockingsB is 1>>”Black stockings: a staple in any wardrobe, especially for a woman in a professional setting like this. I don’t think I could imagine anything more appropriate.”\ <<elseif $StockingsC is 1>>”An interesting dichotomy, isn’t it? Stockings are meant to be slutty, but the nude tone suggests an element of class.”\ <<elseif $StockingsD is 1>>”Pink stockings, the height of both slutiness and femininity. How appropriate.”\ <<elseif $StockingsE is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”Fishnet stockings are completely inappropriate $name . Do you really want all your classmates to think you’re a massive slut? You can parade in them all you like outside Farrix, but inside the building, I expect your choice of hosiery to be more germain.”<</if>> <<if $GrayBestie is 0>>Miss $Gray <<elseif $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <</if>>takes a closer look at your underwear. \ <<if $PantiesA is 1 or $PantiesB is 1 or $PantiesC is 1 or $PantiesD is 1 or $PantiesE is 1 or $PantiesF is 1 or $PantiesG is 1 or $PantiesH is 1 or $PantiesI is 1 or $PantiesJ is 1 or $PantiesK is 1 or $PantiesL is 1 or $PantiesM is 1 or $PantiesN is 1>>”Nice panties. Such beautiful underwear is worn by every student here at Farrix. Wouldn’t it feel wrong to stand out by wearing men’s underwear?”\ <<elseif $GarterPantiesA is 1 or $GarterPantiesB is 1 or $GarterPantiesC is 1>>”Garter panties? A beautiful mix of sexyness and practicality. I’m more than impressed in your choice of underwear today.”\ <<elseif $ThongA is 1 or $ThongB is 1 or $ThongC is 1 or $ThongD is 1 or $ThongE is 1>>”A thong? Good for hiding panty lines, and for feeling sexy all day long. Which one do you care about more?”<</if>> <<if $GarterA is 1 or $GarterB is 1>>”A beautiful garter belt. Useful for so many things, like being sexier, or holding up a pair of sultry stockings, and all without a single suggestion from me."<<elseif $GarterC is 1>>”Simply adorable garters. It should be a crime that no one can see them on your legs.”<</if>> <<if $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs gt 6>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>She closely looks at your legs. "Really? How could you let your legs grow this disgusting? Be sure to shave them and they'll look and feel much better."\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs lt 3>>She lightly strokes your leg. "Don't you just love the feeling of freshly shaven legs? So smooth, so feminine. Keep it up."\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs lt 7 and $ShaveLegs gt 2>>She admires your legs. "Smooth, be sure to keep it up."<</if>> <<if $Pills gt 5 and $PillsGray1 is 0>><<set $PillsGray1 to 1, $GrayR to $GrayR + 1>>”What are these?” She leans into your chest, noticing the two boobs hanging there. “$Ash had told me she planned on giving you breasts, but I was doubtful she would get you to willingly accept them. Maybe she’s a better Mistress than I gave her credit for. Regardless, I’m impressed that you’re accepting of your new role. Of course, it’s now all the more important that you wear a bra.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 12 and $PillsGray2 is 0>><<set $PillsGray2 to 1, $GrayR to $GrayR + 1>>”Your boobs have…grown.” Your teacher is visibly startled, and she clears her throat to try and regain composure. “Well, $Ash continues to surprise, doesn’t she? Those breasts are very fitting, and are sure to be noticed. good job.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 19 and $PillsGray3 is 0>><<set $PillsGray3 to 1>>”Looks like someone has been taking their medication.” She takes a closer look at your chest. “As much as I’m happy that you’re so accepting of your new role in life, there’s also something to be said for taking things slowly. After all that time I spent training you, did I ever rush? These breasts are nice, but I’m beginning to grow concerned that you are doing this without thinking about it.\ <<elseif $Pills gt 19 and $Bra is 1>>She inspects your chest. “Those generous breasts of yours look amazing in that lingerie. Great selection.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 19 and $SportsBra is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>She inspects your chest. “A sports bra would be fine if you were still growing your boobs. But those are anything but small, so you should be wearing something sexier.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 12 and $SportsBra is 1>>She inspects your chest. “Those blossoming breasts of yours are beautiful, but when contained in that dull sports bra, it almost ruins the look.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 12 and $Bra is 1>>She inspects your chest. “Your breasts are beautiful, and you’re clearly developing a fine taste for lingerie."\ <<elseif $Pills gt 5 and $SportsBra is 1>>She inspects your chest. “Your cute breasts fill up that sports bra nicely, but it’s also quite plain, isn’t it? Something sexier would be much nicer.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 5 and $Bra is 1>>She inspects your chest. “Those cute breasts look even cuter in that bra of yours.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 5 and $Bra is 0 and $SportsBra is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”Now that you have breasts like every other student at Farrix, it would be incredibly unprofessional to not wear a bra. After all, if you saw a girl’s nipples poking through her blouse, you’d be staring all day, wouldn’t you?”\ <<elseif $Bra is 1>>She looks closer at your chest, though she can undoubtedly already see the impression created from your bra through the thin, white material of your blouse.\ <<elseif $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra1 is 1>>She cups her hand gently against your chest, confirming the sports bra underneath your shirt. "Do you like someone feeling your breasts?" She laughs at the uncomfortable expression that your face turns into.\ <<elseif $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra1 is 0 and $Bra is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>She presses her hand against your chest. When she senses that there is no bra beneath your shirt, she looks disappointed.\ <<else>>She lets out a small, almost unhearable grunt of dissatisfaction after looking towards your chest.<</if>> <<if $ShoesC is 1>>She sees the adorable flats on your feet. "Such cute shoes, $name , though I think something a bit more mature would be better suited for a sissy such as yourself.”<</if>> <<if $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlugA is 0>>Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. "Nice to see you can remember this" she taunts, pressing down on your rear. "I'm sure it will be harder for you to daydream in class when you have this penetrating you."<<elseif $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlugA is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1 and $TimesSpanked to $TimesSpanked + 1>>Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. The silent room is quickly filled with a shriek from you as her hand slaps your butt cheeks. "I thought I made it clear that you will wear a butt plug from now on." Several more times you cry out as her hand hits you.<</if>> <<if $BraA is 1 and $PantiesA is 1 or $BraA is 1 and $PantiesF is 1 or $BraA is 1 and $ThongB is 1 or $BraA is 1 and $GarterPantiesA is 1>>”Great job of matching your panties and bra. Pink is always a classic, especially for sissies such as yourself.”\ <<elseif $BraE is 1 and $PantiesE is 1>>”I do love your panties, $name . Leopard print is always a sultry style, but the pink brings it back to your true nature: being a sissy.”\ <<elseif $BraF is 1 and $PantiesA is 1 or $BraF is 1 and $PantiesF is 1 or $BraF is 1 and $GarterPantiesA is 1 or $BraF is 1 and $PantiesC is 1 or $BraF is 1 and $ThongB is 1 or $BraF is 1 and $ThongA is 1>>”It’s hard to go wrong with pink or black lingerie, and picking both makes them even more versatile. But despite the simplicity of the palette, you make it look great.”\ <<elseif $BraB is 1 and $PantiesB is 1 or $BraB is 1 and $GarterPantiesB is 1>>”There isn’t a sexier color than red, is there? Even so, you make it look greater than I thought it would on you.”\ <<elseif $BraD is 1 and $PantiesD is 1>>”This white lingerie makes you look angelic, but angels don’t have the greatest sense of fashion. You would look much sexier in something more characterful.”\ <<elseif $BraG is 1 and $PantiesG is 1>>”This matching set looks incredibly luxurious. Even if yellow isn’t as overtly feminine as pink is, you make up for that with your own girlish looks.”\ <<elseif $BraH is 1 and $PantiesH is 1 or $BraH is 1 and $ThongC is 1>>”I might have thought wearing blue lingerie was an attempt on your part to appear more masculine. Even if that were true, it’s hard to make a bra look “boyish”, isn’t it?”\ <<elseif $BraC is 1 and $PantiesC is 1 or $BraC is 1 and $GarterPanties is 1 or $BraC is 1 and $GarterPantiesB is 1>>”Black somehow manages to be both simple and sexy, but your black lingerie makes you look much more of the latter than the former.”\ <<elseif $Bra is 0 and $SportsBra is 0>>”Without a bra, you can’t even match your lingerie. This is an important aspect of womanhood that you’re missing out on.”\ <<else>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”Unfortunately, you can’t even match your lingerie, can you? I really didn’t think I would have to give you a lesson on this, $name . It’s very simple stuff for girls. Colors go together, patterns go together. Make sure to do better next time.”<</if>> <<if $BraA is 1 and $YBra is 1 or $BraB is 1 and $YBra is 2 or $BraC is 1 and $YBra is 3 or $BraD is 1 and $YBra is 4 or $BraE is 1 and $YBra is 5 or $BraF is 1 and $YBra is 6 or $BraH is 1 and $YBra is 8 or $PantiesA is 1 and $YPanties is 1 or $PantiesB is 1 and $YPanties is 2 or $PantiesC is 1 and $YPanties is 3 or $PantiesD is 1 and $YPanties is 4 or $PantiesE is 1 and $YPanties is 5 or $PantiesF is 1 and $YPanties is 6 or $PantiesG is 1 and $YPanties is 7 or $PantiesH is 1 and $YPanties is 8 or $PantiesI is 1 and $YPanties is 9 or $PantiesJ is 1 and $YPanties is 10 or $ThongA is 1 and $YThong is 1 or $ThongB is 1 and $YThong is 2 or $ThongC is 1 and $YThong is 3 or $GarterPantiesA is 1 and $YGarterPanties is 1 or $GarterPantiesB is 1 and $YGarterPanties is 2>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”If memory serves me correctly, you wore the same underwear yesterday. You should change your lingerie up everyday, $name . Both for hygiene purposes, and to make life a little less dull."<</if>> <<if $BraA is 1>><<set $YBra to 1>>\ <<elseif $BraB is 1>><<set $YBra to 2>>\ <<elseif $BraC is 1>><<set $YBra to 3>>\ <<elseif $BraD is 1>><<set $YBra to 4>>\ <<elseif $BraE is 1>><<set $YBra to 5>>\ <<elseif $BraF is 1>><<set $YBra to 6>>\ <<elseif $BraG is 1>><<set $YBra to 7>>\ <<elseif $BraH is 1>><<set $YBra to 8>><</if>>\ <<if $PantiesA is 1>><<set $YPanties to 1>>\ <<elseif $PantiesB is 1>><<set $YPanties to 2>>\ <<elseif $PantiesC is 1>><<set $YPanties to 3>>\ <<elseif $PantiesD is 1>><<set $YPanties to 4>>\ <<elseif $PantiesE is 1>><<set $YPanties to 5>>\ <<elseif $PantiesF is 1>><<set $YPanties to 6>>\ <<elseif $PantiesG is 1>><<set $YPanties to 7>>\ <<elseif $PantiesH is 1>><<set $YPanties to 8>>\ <<elseif $PantiesI is 1>><<set $YPanties to 9>>\ <<elseif $PantiesJ is 1>><<set $YPanties to 10>>\ <<elseif $ThongA is 1>><<set $YThong to 1>>\ <<elseif $ThongB is 1>><<set $YThong to 2>>\ <<elseif $ThongC is 1>><<set $YThong to 3>>\ <<elseif $GarterPantiesA is 1>><<set $YGarterPanties to 1>>\ <<elseif $GarterPantiesB is 1>><<set $YGarterPanties to 2>><</if>>\ \ She then lets you dress yourself again. <<if $PaintedFingers gt 0>>Though she does decide to make a comment on your nails to complete your inspection. <</if>><<if $LightPinkFingers gt 0 or $DarkPinkFingers gt 0>>”I have to say, I do love that shade of nail polish. Such a feminine color is too blatantly girly for me, but it suits you perfectly.”\ <<elseif $RedFingers gt 0>>”Red nails truly are a hallmark of a slut. And such flagrant whorishness is almost in violation of an acceptable uniform. Almost.”\ <<elseif $PurpleFingers gt 0 or $DarkGreenFingers gt 0 or $GrayFingers gt 0 or $NudeFingers gt 0>>”I’m always in favor of you exploring new ways of expressing your femininity, but I do find that shade of nail polish somewhat dull.”\ <<elseif $LightBlueFingers gt 0 or $DarkBlueFingers gt 0 or $CyanFingers gt 0>>”I do love how blue is a masculine color, but those nails just scream “girly!””\ <<elseif $BlackFingers gt 0>>”I would argue that there are more guys with black nails than there are women. Maybe in your male uniform I would have taken issue with them, but with your skirt and blouse, I think they look feminine enough.”<</if>> <<if $PaintedFingers lt 3 and $PaintedFingers gt 0>>”Though they could do with another coat.”<</if>> \ <<if $GrayLunchFail is 0>>”Come see me after school. You’re overdue a test, and not of the academic variety.”\ <<elseif $GrayBestie is 0 and $GrayLunchFail is 1>>”Your outfit is sadly not impeccable. Come here at lunch for detention. And return after school too. You’re overdue a test, and not of the academic variety.”\ <<elseif $GrayBestie is 0 and $GrayLunchFail gt 1>>”Your look is disgraceful, $name . You’ve both a lunchtime and an after school detention because of your insolence.”\ <<elseif $GrayBestie is 1 and $GrayLunchFail is 1>>”Your look is not impeccable, but I’m willing to overlook that transgression since the rest of your appearance was quite well put together. That said, the next step in your feminization is today. Return here after school.”\ <<elseif $GrayBestie is 1 and $GrayLunchFail is 2>>”Your look today is far from perfect $name , and it's sad that you continue to test me like this. Come here at lunch for detention. And after school too. The next step in your feminization is today.”\ <<elseif $GrayBestie is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 2>>”Your look today is appalling, $name . I might be willing to overlook lesser imperfections, but this cannot be tolerated. Come here at lunch and after school for detention.”<</if>> [[12-2b<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 16>>\ <<set $ShoesC to 0, $ShoesE to 1>>\ When the final bell of the day rings, you’d love to be able to go home, but instead, you have to go to room 68 once more. When you do arrive at <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 ‘s classroom<<else>>Miss $Gray ‘s classroom, she’s already eagerly awaiting your arrival.<</if>> <<if $Home is 4>>Curiously, not only is your teacher in here, but so is $Ash .<</if>> “$name , thank you for coming. As I’m sure you recall, I asked you to train to walk in high heels.” She places a pair of black pumps on her desk, encouraging you to take them. “The time has come for you to show off your skills. I can’t wait to be impressed by all your hard work.” <<if $HeelsS lt 3>>//Shit// You immediately curse your past self for slacking off on your training in high heels. Nervously, you take off your flats and slip the high heels on, immediately feeling uneasy from the extra 5 inches you just gained, and do your best to wobble around convincingly. It doesn’t go well. After only a couple of steps, you slip over, giving an easy shot up your skirt and landing violently on your ass.\ <<elseif $HeelS lt 8>>Not that your training in such high shoes has been non-existent, but it certainly could have been more extensive, and with your teacher staring right at you, it’s especially nerve wracking. With shaking hands, you slip out of your flats and into the high heels. The first steps go okay, good even, but the few steps after begin to wobble. The steps after those betray you completely, and you end up falling over, giving a view up your skirt in the process.\ <<elseif $HeelsS lt 16>>With a surprisingly confident look on your face, you swipe the heels off the desk and replace your flats with them. Despite all your hours of practice, your first steps are rather unsteady, but you manage to save face and hope it goes unnoticed. You do a lap around the tables and after that you’ve adapted to them well enough to show off your decent skills.\ <<elseif $HeelsS lt 20>>With a surprisingly confident look on your face, you swipe the heels off the desk and replace your flats with them. After all your dedication in learning how to walk proficiently with them, you’re proud to show those skills off. And so, after replacing your dull flats with them, that’s what you do. Your first steps are strong, and once you do a lap around the tables in them, your feet are even more confident.\ <<elseif $HeelsS is 20 and $GrayBestie is 1>>Poised to show your hours of dedication, you eagerly replace your monotonous flats with the easy 5 inch heels. You do several laps around the tables, but figure that doesn’t come close to showing off just how proficient you are in them. You run around like an olympic ice skater on their favorite turf. Not contempt with that, you jump onto $Gray2 ‘s desk, landing without a hint of uncertainty in your feet.\ <<elseif $HeelsS is 20 and $GrayBestie is 1>>Poised to show your hours of dedication, you eagerly replace your monotonous flats with the easy 5 inch heels. You do several laps around the tables, but figure that doesn’t come close to showing off just how proficient you are in them. You run around like an olympic ice skater on their favorite turf. Not contempt with that, you jump onto Miss $Gray ‘s desk, landing without a hint of uncertainty in your feet.<</if>> <<if $Home is 4 and $HeelsS lt 8>>$Ash is visibly getting second hand embarrassment from your pitiful attempts. <<elseif $Home is 4 and $HeelsS lt 16>>$Ash seems somewhat impressed at your efforts, but she tries to hide it. <<elseif $Home is 4 and $HeelsS lt 21>>$Ash is blown away by your display, but she tries not to draw too much attention to herself. <</if>><<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 stares at you some more, trying to find the correct words to describe your performance.<<else>>Miss $Gray stares at you some more, trying to find the correct words to describe your performance.<</if>> <<if $HeelsS lt 3>>”That was abysmal, $name . After the time I gave you to practice, that’s all you could manage? You’re definitely being punished.” [[12-2 Heels Punish<-Continue][$H to $H +1]]\ <<elseif $HeelsS lt 8>>”That was shambolic, $name . You’re capable of so much more. You’re definitely being punished.” [[12-2 Heels Punish<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]\ <<elseif $HeelsS lt 16>>”You definitely show potential, but there’s still plenty of room for improvement. Think of this as less of a punishment and more of an incentive.” [[12-2 Heels Punish<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]\ <<elseif $HeelsS lt 20>>”That was amazing, $name . I was not expecting you to put that much effort into this task, and I could not be prouder of you. Feel free to leave and enjoy the rest of your day. But I will add, since you clearly love walking in high heels so much, they will now be mandatory. Flats are as bad as boxers.”\ <<elseif $HeelsS is 20>><<set $GrayR to $GrayR + 1>>”That was simply fantastic, $name . You’ve made me such a proud Mistress, and I’m so glad you care as much about your feminization as you do. But I will add, since you clearly love walking in high heels so much, they will now be mandatory. Flats are as bad as boxers. And if you ever plan on standing on a table again, I would recommend not standing with your legs apart.” You blush as you get down off the table.<</if>> <<if $HeelsS gt 15 and $Home is 4>>”There is one more thing, however.” [[12-2 Heels Ash<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $HeelsS gt 15 and $Home lt 4>>[[12-2f<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]<</if>>

<<if $VoiceSurgery is 1>><<set $MetDr to 1>><</if>><<set $HeelSurg to 1>>\ <<if $MetDr is 1>>She calls a number on the phone, and the person on the receiving end picks it up after several rings. Based upon who dealt the punishment to your Adam’s apple, you’re confident in who will be arriving shortly. Sure enough, Dr Lin soon enters the classroom, with Miss Hyde right behind her. They’re both carrying their familiar collection of vials that rattle as the tray they reside in moves about. Miss Hyde’s hand seems to have recovered from whatever went wrong before, based upon its lack of bandages, but now, her left eye is being covered in an eye patch beneath a second layer of protection in her goggles. They set their trays down and greet your teacher.\ <<elseif $MetDr is 0>><<set $MetDr to 1>>She calls a number on the phone, and the person on the receiving end picks it up after several rings. In none of your experiences before had your teacher resorted to getting help in punishing you. You’re both intrigued, and nervous. “Hi, Dr Lin?” “Yes, it looks like you get to try out your experiment today after all.” She puts the phone down. Moments later, the door to the classroom swings open, and in pace two young women, both adorned in lab coats. The one in front has a pristine white coat that looks new, or as good as, while the one in the rear has a jacket that is stained with countless chemicals, making her look more like a painter than a scientist. Curiously, the one walking behind also has an eye patch on the left side of her face. They set down the trays they were carrying, which are filled with a multitude of vials and syringes, and allow themselves to be introduced. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/cCgFXNMY/Vials.jpg]] “This is Dr Lin.” The one in front gives a courteous smile, but also seems rather dismissive of you. “And this is Miss Hyde.” The more friendly of the teachers waves at you.<</if>> “So” Dr Lin begins “was it still some encouragement to wear different shoes that you wanted help with?” “Yes. I hope I gave you enough time to decide on a good solution.” “Well, we always like to be sure before we test on people, but it worked in all the simulations, and I think you’ll both be quite impressed with this.” They begin compounding their chemicals. Some liquids have an approximate amount dumped into another vial, while others are precisely measured out with a syringe, which Miss Hyde struggles with thanks to her ailing depth perception. The finished product is an unappealing shade of yellow. “Miss Hyde, you can do the honors.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/KjS0qH9H/Ned.jpg]] “Really? Thanks doctor!” She takes the completed vial and accompanying syringe and kindly asks you to sit down. In comparison to <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2<<else>>Miss $Gray<</if>> and to a lesser extent, the doctor, Miss Hyde is lovely, and you more than happily do as she asks. As she squats down in front of you, there’s an excellent view up her skirt that you could more than enjoy, but the syringe that she has is too distracting to properly take it in. She wriggles down your hosiery for you until they rest at your feet. There, she holds up your feet one at a time, and injects the fluid into your achilles heel. It's a largely painless procedure. When she’s done, the view up her legs closes and she walks away, returning the empty syringe to one of the trays. <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>”So, what exactly did that do?” $Gray2 eagerly asks, yearning to the know same thing you’d like to hear.<<else>>”So, what exactly did that do?” Miss $Gray asks, sadistically yearning to know the same thing you’d like to understand.<</if>> Dr Lin begins to boast. “It altered the makeup of your calves, resulting in increased tension when not stretching the achilles tendon.” “In less scientific terms? For $name here.” Miss Hyde steps in. “Miss $Gray , as I’m sure you can attest to, high heels take a lot of getting used to, correct?” “Correct.” “And now you’re used to them, it hurts whenever you don’t wear heels, it hurts, correct?” “Correct.” “That’s because it created a change in the musculature of your legs. They’re used to being stretched out, so whenever you don’t wear high heels, it results in pain.” “So that shot you just gave me?” You interrupt, not liking where this is going. Miss Hyde, smiling widely, turns to you. “We sped up that process of acclimatization. Now, whenever you don’t wear high heels for activities, it’s going to hurt. A lot.” <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>”Oh” $Gray2 abruptly cries. “You two sure are…efficient at coming up with solutions.” “Just like we promised Miss $Gray .” The duo pack up and leave, rattling trays of chemicals with them. $Gray2 beckons you closer, so that $Ash can’t hear you. “I didn’t know they were going to do something that extreme, $name . I’m sorry, I thought it was going to be something simple.” “It’s…fine , $Gray2 .” You don’t believe that for even a second, not even before you disgustingly spit it out of your mouth, betraying yourself, but you can’t stomach seeing her genuinely upset and apologetic. “I’m sure I’ll get used to it, not like I have a choice.” You fake a laugh, but it's easy to tell it’s not for real. “Thanks for being so understanding, $name . I’ll make sure they pass their ideas by me beforehand if I ever have to punish you in the future.” “Thanks (I think).”\ <<else>>”Oh, that’s most excellent! You two keep outdoing yourself.” Miss $Gray gets up from behind her desk and kisses Dr Lin on the cheek. The doctor is blown back herself by how blown back Miss $Gray is. “We always promise something marvelous, don’t we?” The scientists exit, taking their rattling trays of villainous chemicals with them. “I could have never come up with something that unique. I would have probably locked some heels on your ankles were it not for them, but this is a much better solution, don’t you think?” You're silent, still comprehending what this means. Of course, you understand it, but accepting it as real is nearly impossible. Surely some school scientists don’t have the power to do that, do they?<</if>> <<if $Home is 4>>[[12-2 Heels Ash<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]\ <<else>>Miss $Gray dismisses you, but not before one more taunting display of her power over you. “And $name , I expect you to wear some appropriate high heels everyday. Of course, your own biology wants that now, doesn’t it?” [[12-2f<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]<</if>>

“Before you go, $name , I thought you’d like to know the consequences of your ratting out of $Ash .” Your housemate was paying attention to everything that just happened anyway, but you figured that was just a way for your teacher to make her feel bad for her failing as a Mistress. “And it was inspired by you.” <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 takes out a small capsule bottle from her handbag.<<else>>Miss $Gray takes out a small capsule bottle from her handbag.<</if>> She teasingly shakes it, allowing the noise of its rattling insides to taunt you two students. In front of the seated $Ash , she places one of the pills. They’re just like…the ones $Ash gave you. “Estrogen is an incredible thing. To a body like yours” she looks right at you “it’s effects are quickly noticeable. For a fully developed woman like you” she pauses, turning her eyes back to $Ash “even high amounts can stimulate…growth. Just like you made $name do, I will make you take these pills everyday. You will become my slut. My bimbo. My toy.” <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 is staring a hole right through $Ash . Even if you wanted to stop this, not even your extra sway with her could make it happen. “Take it.” You stand behind $Gray2 and see $Ash ‘s face. She isn’t showing any signs to let your teacher know this is affecting her, but inside, it must be. $Gray2 views her the same way $Ash viewed you, and that wasn’t a nice way to be seen at all. She doesn’t move, and tries to figure out if there’s any buttons left for her to press, any way out all to get out of this. There’s none. She looks up to see you, and you decide to give her the strength needed. Echoing her past sentiments, you mouth what she said to you. “Model students.” After a heavy gulp, she swipes up the pill and throws it in her mouth. She doesn’t smile, and she doesn’t wince. $Gray2 checks around her tongue to ensure it was swallowed, and she seems satisfied.\ <<else>>Miss $Gray is staring a hole right through $Ash ‘s face. “Take it.” You stand behind Miss $Gray and see $Ash ‘s face. She isn’t showing any signs to let your teacher know this is affecting her, but inside, it must be. Miss $Gray views her the same way $Ash viewed you, and that wasn’t a nice way to be seen at all. She doesn’t move, and tries to figure out if there’s any buttons left for her to press, any way out all to get out of this. There’s none. She looks up to see you, and you decide to give her the strength needed. Echoing her past sentiments, you mouth what she said to you. “Model students.” After a heavy gulp, she swipes up the pill and throws it in her mouth. She doesn’t smile, and she doesn’t wince. Miss $Gray checks around her tongue to ensure it was swallowed, and she seems satisfied.<</if>> “Good girl. You can expect to share the same lessons from now. My sissy, and my bimbo.” She dismisses both of you, but adds one final note to you. “From now on, high heels are mandatory. Flats are as bad and dull as boxers.” [[12-2f<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

<<set $GrayLunchFail to 0>>\ <<set $Fem to 52>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] You walk out of Farrix. <<if $Home is 1>>The access to your chastity cage is locked in the hands of two women hellbent on turning you into a woman, and freedom from the device is only a memory of the past and a dream for the future.\ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>The access to your chastity cage is locked in the hands of Miss $Gray , who shows no intentions of letting you out anytime soon. Your only hope of escape, sadly enough, is a woman who would rather control your cage herself.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>The access to your clit is kept safely in the hands of your trainer, Mistress $Ash , right where it should be.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>The access to your chastity cage is locked in the hands of $Gray2 , who, despite your warm relationship with, cannot let you out.<</if>> [[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] <<if $Stress gt 9>>You feel too stressed to not go straight home<</if>>\ <<if $Stress lt 10>>[[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>>

<<if $Fem is 52 and $Day3 is 4>><<set $Fem to 53>>\ <<elseif $Fem is 53 and $Day3 is 2>><<set $Fem to 54>>\ <<elseif $Fem is 54 and $Day3 is 3>><<set $Fem to 55>>\ <<elseif $Fem is 55 and $Day3 is 4>><<set $Fem to 56>>\ <<elseif $Fem is 56 and $Day3 is 2>><<set $Fem to 57>>\ <<elseif $Fem is 57 and $Day3 is 3>><<set $Fem to 58>>\ <<elseif $Fem is 58 and $Day3 is 4>><<set $Fem to 59>>\ <<elseif $Fem is 59 and $Day3 is 2>><<set $Fem to 60>>\ <<elseif $Fem is 60 and $Day3 is 3>><<set $Fem to 61>>\ <<elseif $Fem is 61 and $Day3 is 4>><<set $Fem to 62>>\ <<elseif $Fem is 62 and $Day3 is 2>><<set $Fem to 63>>\ <<elseif $Fem is 63 and $Day3 is 3>><<set $Fem to 64>>\ <<elseif $Fem is 64 and $Day3 is 4>><<set $Fem to 65>><</if>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] <<if $Home is 1 and visited("12-3a") is 1 or $Home is 2 and visited("12-3a") is 1>>You enter room 68 of Farrix to unfortunately spend even more time of your morning with Miss $Gray . “I’d be extremely disappointed if you couldn’t even get your uniform right at this point, and I know $Hannah wouldn’t be a fan either. Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that. Now, strip.”\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1 and visited("12-3a") is 1>>You enter room 68 of Farrix with $Ash. To keep up appearances around your friend, $Gray2 demands, rather than asks, for your clothes to be removed. ”Now that I’m training you both, your mutual lunchtimes will be dedicated to that.”\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0 and visited("12-3a") is 1>>You enter room 68 of Farrix with $Ash . Miss $Gray is already prepared for your arrival, and she immediately demands you strip. ”Now that I’m training you both, your mutual lunchtimes will be dedicated to that.”\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and visited("12-3a") is 1>>You enter room 68 of Farrix with $Ash . Miss $Gray is already prepared for your arrival, and she immediately demands you strip. “With your sissification back in my hands, I’ve decided your lunches should always be dedicated to my training.”\ <<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>You enter room 68 of Farrix to unfortunately spend even more time of your morning with Miss $Gray . “I’d be extremely disappointed if you couldn’t even get your uniform right at this point, and I know $Hannah wouldn’t be a fan either. Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that. Now, strip.”\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>You enter room 68 of Farrix with $Ash. To keep up appearances around your friend, $Gray2 demands, rather than asks, for your clothes to be removed.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>You enter room 68 of Farrix with $Ash . Miss $Gray is already prepared for your arrival, and she immediately demands you strip.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>You enter room 68 of Farrix with $Ash . Miss $Gray is already prepared for your arrival. “With your sissification back in my hands, I’ve decided your lunches should always be dedicated to my training.” After that warning, she demands that you strip down to your underwear.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5ytWZ56r/Inspection.jpg]] <<if $TightsA is 1>>”Black tights are always a classic, but they’re also rather dull, don’t you think?”\ <<elseif $TightsB is 1>>”I’ll admit, not many students wear blue tights to Farrix. After All, it’s hard to see the difference between them and normal black ones. But evidently you’ve taken a shine to collecting hosiery, so I won’t belittle you for it.”\ <<elseif $TightsC is 1>>”I would have expected you to have had an issue looking this feminine. Your tights are girlier than your skirt! I commend you for your confidence in your girlish essence.”\ <<elseif $TightsD is 1>>”I always found white tights to be far too dull. Even nude tights would be less beige, if you know what I mean. And they imply far too much innocence for a girl like you to be wearing them, but I approve enough to allow.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseA is 1>>”This shade of pantyhose is a staple in every girl’s wardrobe, don’t you agree? But they’re also so delicate, and runs are so easy to spot. Such vulnerability is more than appropriate for you though.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseB is 1>>”I used to wear nude pantyhose a lot myself, until I realized black was much better at getting people’s attention. Unless you’re undressed, most people probably wouldn’t even notice your hose. That is, unless you have a fetish for nylon.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseC is 1 or $PantyhoseD is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”You can wear your slutty fishnets as much as you want in your free time, but when you’re at Farrix, you need to be wearing something more appropriate. Perhaps you should look to the legs of your classmates for inspiration.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseH is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”Unless I’m mistaken, you’re at Farrix to learn, not craft potions. These striped pantyhose of yours should stay away from the classroom.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseE is 1>>”With pantyhose like this, it’ll be hard for people to not stare at your legs. They’re very eye-catching, $name . If that’s what you want though, I’ll allow it.” <<elseif $PantyhoseF is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”While I like the color of these pantyhose, I detest the trashy fishnet style. Furthermore, Such loud and obnoxious designs are against the Farrix dress code.”\ <<elseif $StockingsA is 1 or $StockingsB is 1>>”Black stockings: a staple in any wardrobe, especially for a woman in a professional setting like this. I don’t think I could imagine anything more appropriate.”\ <<elseif $StockingsC is 1>>”An interesting dichotomy, isn’t it? Stockings are meant to be slutty, but the nude tone suggests an element of class.”\ <<elseif $StockingsD is 1>>”Pink stockings, the height of both slutiness and femininity. How appropriate.”\ <<elseif $StockingsE is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”Fishnet stockings are completely inappropriate $name . Do you really want all your classmates to think you’re a massive slut? You can parade in them all you like outside Farrix, but inside the building, I expect your choice of hosiery to be more germain.”<</if>> <<if $GrayBestie is 0>>Miss $Gray <<elseif $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <</if>>takes a closer look at your underwear. \ <<if $PantiesA is 1 or $PantiesB is 1 or $PantiesC is 1 or $PantiesD is 1 or $PantiesE is 1 or $PantiesF is 1 or $PantiesG is 1 or $PantiesH is 1 or $PantiesI is 1 or $PantiesJ is 1 or $PantiesK is 1 or $PantiesL is 1 or $PantiesM is 1 or $PantiesN is 1>>”Nice panties. Such beautiful underwear is worn by every student here at Farrix. Wouldn’t it feel wrong to stand out by wearing men’s underwear?”\ <<elseif $GarterPantiesA is 1 or $GarterPantiesB is 1 or $GarterPantiesC is 1>>”Garter panties? A beautiful mix of sexyness and practicality. I’m more than impressed in your choice of underwear today.”\ <<elseif $ThongA is 1 or $ThongB is 1 or $ThongC is 1 or $ThongD is 1 or $ThongE is 1>>”A thong? Good for hiding panty lines, and for feeling sexy all day long. Which one do you care about more?”<</if>> <<if $GarterA is 1 or $GarterB is 1>>”A beautiful garter belt. Useful for so many things, like being sexier, or holding up a pair of sultry stockings, and all without a single suggestion from me."<<elseif $GarterC is 1>>”Simply adorable garters. It should be a crime that no one can see them on your legs.”<</if>> <<if $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs gt 6>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>She closely looks at your legs. "Really? How could you let your legs grow this disgusting? Be sure to shave them and they'll look and feel much better."\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs lt 3>>She lightly strokes your leg. "Don't you just love the feeling of freshly shaven legs? So smooth, so feminine. Keep it up."\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs lt 7 and $ShaveLegs gt 2>>She admires your legs. "Smooth, be sure to keep it up."<</if>> <<if $Pills gt 5 and $PillsGray1 is 0>><<set $PillsGray1 to 1, $GrayR to $GrayR + 1>>”What are these?” She leans into your chest, noticing the two boobs hanging there. “$Ash had told me she planned on giving you breasts, but I was doubtful she would get you to willingly accept them. Maybe she’s a better Mistress than I gave her credit for. Regardless, I’m impressed that you’re accepting of your new role. Of course, it’s now all the more important that you wear a bra.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 12 and $PillsGray2 is 0>><<set $PillsGray2 to 1, $GrayR to $GrayR + 1>>”Your boobs have…grown.” Your teacher is visibly startled, and she clears her throat to try and regain composure. “Well, $Ash continues to surprise, doesn’t she? Those breasts are very fitting, and are sure to be noticed. good job.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 19 and $PillsGray3 is 0>><<set $PillsGray3 to 1>>”Looks like someone has been taking their medication.” She takes a closer look at your chest. “As much as I’m happy that you’re so accepting of your new role in life, there’s also something to be said for taking things slowly. After all that time I spent training you, did I ever rush? These breasts are nice, but I’m beginning to grow concerned that you are doing this without thinking about it.\ <<elseif $Pills gt 19 and $Bra is 1>>She inspects your chest. “Those generous breasts of yours look amazing in that lingerie. Great selection.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 19 and $SportsBra is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>She inspects your chest. “A sports bra would be fine if you were still growing your boobs. But those are anything but small, so you should be wearing something sexier.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 12 and $SportsBra is 1>>She inspects your chest. “Those blossoming breasts of yours are beautiful, but when contained in that dull sports bra, it almost ruins the look.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 12 and $Bra is 1>>She inspects your chest. “Your breasts are beautiful, and you’re clearly developing a fine taste for lingerie."\ <<elseif $Pills gt 5 and $SportsBra is 1>>She inspects your chest. “Your cute breasts fill up that sports bra nicely, but it’s also quite plain, isn’t it? Something sexier would be much nicer.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 5 and $Bra is 1>>She inspects your chest. “Those cute breasts look even cuter in that bra of yours.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 5 and $Bra is 0 and $SportsBra is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”Now that you have breasts like every other student at Farrix, it would be incredibly unprofessional to not wear a bra. After all, if you saw a girl’s nipples poking through her blouse, you’d be staring all day, wouldn’t you?”\ <<elseif $Bra is 1>>She looks closer at your chest, though she can undoubtedly already see the impression created from your bra through the thin, white material of your blouse.\ <<elseif $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra1 is 1>>She cups her hand gently against your chest, confirming the sports bra underneath your shirt. "Do you like someone feeling your breasts?" She laughs at the uncomfortable expression that your face turns into.\ <<elseif $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra1 is 0 and $Bra is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>She presses her hand against your chest. When she senses that there is no bra beneath your shirt, she looks disappointed.\ <<else>>She lets out a small, almost unhearable grunt of dissatisfaction after looking towards your chest.<</if>> <<if $ShoesE is 1>>She looks closer at the black high heels at dainty holding you up off the floor. “A perfect selection in feminine shoes, $name .”\ <<elseif $ShoesC is 1 and $HeelSurg is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>She sees the outlawed flats grotesquely holding your feet. “Those shoes were appropriate before, but not now. Besides, your body wants high heels. Why not give in and give it what you really want?”\ <<elseif $ShoesC is 1 and $HeelSurg is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>She sees the outlawed flats grotesquely holding your feet. “Those shoes were appropriate before, but not now. Besides, you put so much work into being proficient in high heels. You deserve to show off all that hard work.”\<</if>> <<if $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlugA is 0>>Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. "Nice to see you can remember this" she taunts, pressing down on your rear. "I'm sure it will be harder for you to daydream in class when you have this penetrating you."<<elseif $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlugA is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1 and $TimesSpanked to $TimesSpanked + 1>>Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. The silent room is quickly filled with a shriek from you as her hand slaps your butt cheeks. "I thought I made it clear that you will wear a butt plug from now on." Several more times you cry out as her hand hits you.<</if>> <<if $BraA is 1 and $PantiesA is 1 or $BraA is 1 and $PantiesF is 1 or $BraA is 1 and $ThongB is 1 or $BraA is 1 and $GarterPantiesA is 1>>”Great job of matching your panties and bra. Pink is always a classic, especially for sissies such as yourself.”\ <<elseif $BraE is 1 and $PantiesE is 1>>”I do love your panties, $name . Leopard print is always a sultry style, but the pink brings it back to your true nature: being a sissy.”\ <<elseif $BraF is 1 and $PantiesA is 1 or $BraF is 1 and $PantiesF is 1 or $BraF is 1 and $GarterPantiesA is 1 or $BraF is 1 and $PantiesC is 1 or $BraF is 1 and $ThongB is 1 or $BraF is 1 and $ThongA is 1>>”It’s hard to go wrong with pink or black lingerie, and picking both makes them even more versatile. But despite the simplicity of the palette, you make it look great.”\ <<elseif $BraB is 1 and $PantiesB is 1 or $BraB is 1 and $GarterPantiesB is 1>>”There isn’t a sexier color than red, is there? Even so, you make it look greater than I thought it would on you.”\ <<elseif $BraD is 1 and $PantiesD is 1>>”This white lingerie makes you look angelic, but angels don’t have the greatest sense of fashion. You would look much sexier in something more characterful.”\ <<elseif $BraG is 1 and $PantiesG is 1>>”This matching set looks incredibly luxurious. Even if yellow isn’t as overtly feminine as pink is, you make up for that with your own girlish looks.”\ <<elseif $BraH is 1 and $PantiesH is 1 or $BraH is 1 and $ThongC is 1>>”I might have thought wearing blue lingerie was an attempt on your part to appear more masculine. Even if that were true, it’s hard to make a bra look “boyish”, isn’t it?”\ <<elseif $BraC is 1 and $PantiesC is 1 or $BraC is 1 and $GarterPanties is 1 or $BraC is 1 and $GarterPantiesB is 1>>”Black somehow manages to be both simple and sexy, but your black lingerie makes you look much more of the latter than the former.”\ <<elseif $Bra is 0 and $SportsBra is 0>>”Without a bra, you can’t even match your lingerie. This is an important aspect of womanhood that you’re missing out on.”\ <<else>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”Unfortunately, you can’t even match your lingerie, can you? I really didn’t think I would have to give you a lesson on this, $name . It’s very simple stuff for girls. Colors go together, patterns go together. Make sure to do better next time.”<</if>><<if $BraA is 1 and $YBra is 1 or $BraB is 1 and $YBra is 2 or $BraC is 1 and $YBra is 3 or $BraD is 1 and $YBra is 4 or $BraE is 1 and $YBra is 5 or $BraF is 1 and $YBra is 6 or $BraH is 1 and $YBra is 8 or $PantiesA is 1 and $YPanties is 1 or $PantiesB is 1 and $YPanties is 2 or $PantiesC is 1 and $YPanties is 3 or $PantiesD is 1 and $YPanties is 4 or $PantiesE is 1 and $YPanties is 5 or $PantiesF is 1 and $YPanties is 6 or $PantiesG is 1 and $YPanties is 7 or $PantiesH is 1 and $YPanties is 8 or $PantiesI is 1 and $YPanties is 9 or $PantiesJ is 1 and $YPanties is 10 or $ThongA is 1 and $YThong is 1 or $ThongB is 1 and $YThong is 2 or $ThongC is 1 and $YThong is 3 or $GarterPantiesA is 1 and $YGarterPanties is 1 or $GarterPantiesB is 1 and $YGarterPanties is 2>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>\ \ ”If memory serves me correctly, you wore the same underwear yesterday. You should change your lingerie up everyday, $name . Both for hygiene purposes, and to make life a little less dull."<</if>> <<if $BraA is 1>><<set $YBra to 1>>\ <<elseif $BraB is 1>><<set $YBra to 2>>\ <<elseif $BraC is 1>><<set $YBra to 3>>\ <<elseif $BraD is 1>><<set $YBra to 4>>\ <<elseif $BraE is 1>><<set $YBra to 5>>\ <<elseif $BraF is 1>><<set $YBra to 6>>\ <<elseif $BraG is 1>><<set $YBra to 7>>\ <<elseif $BraH is 1>><<set $YBra to 8>><</if>>\ <<if $PantiesA is 1>><<set $YPanties to 1>>\ <<elseif $PantiesB is 1>><<set $YPanties to 2>>\ <<elseif $PantiesC is 1>><<set $YPanties to 3>>\ <<elseif $PantiesD is 1>><<set $YPanties to 4>>\ <<elseif $PantiesE is 1>><<set $YPanties to 5>>\ <<elseif $PantiesF is 1>><<set $YPanties to 6>>\ <<elseif $PantiesG is 1>><<set $YPanties to 7>>\ <<elseif $PantiesH is 1>><<set $YPanties to 8>>\ <<elseif $PantiesI is 1>><<set $YPanties to 9>>\ <<elseif $PantiesJ is 1>><<set $YPanties to 10>>\ <<elseif $ThongA is 1>><<set $YThong to 1>>\ <<elseif $ThongB is 1>><<set $YThong to 2>>\ <<elseif $ThongC is 1>><<set $YThong to 3>>\ <<elseif $GarterPantiesA is 1>><<set $YGarterPanties to 1>>\ <<elseif $GarterPantiesB is 1>><<set $YGarterPanties to 2>><</if>>\ \ She then lets you dress yourself again. <<if $PaintedFingers gt 0>>Though she does decide to make a comment on your nails to complete your inspection. <</if>><<if $LightPinkFingers gt 0 or $DarkPinkFingers gt 0>>”I have to say, I do love that shade of nail polish. Such a feminine color is too blatantly girly for me, but it suits you perfectly.”\ <<elseif $RedFingers gt 0>>”Red nails truly are a hallmark of a slut. And such flagrant whorishness is almost in violation of an acceptable uniform. Almost.”\ <<elseif $PurpleFingers gt 0 or $DarkGreenFingers gt 0 or $GrayFingers gt 0 or $NudeFingers gt 0>>”I’m always in favor of you exploring new ways of expressing your femininity, but I do find that shade of nail polish somewhat dull.”\ <<elseif $LightBlueFingers gt 0 or $DarkBlueFingers gt 0 or $CyanFingers gt 0>>”I do love how blue is a masculine color, but those nails just scream “girly!””\ <<elseif $BlackFingers gt 0>>”I would argue that there are more guys with black nails than there are women. Maybe in your male uniform I would have taken issue with them, but with your skirt and blouse, I think they look feminine enough.”<</if>> <<if $PaintedFingers lt 3 and $PaintedFingers gt 0>>”Though they could do with another coat.”<</if>> <<if $GrayLunchFail is 0>>”Exemplary look $name . Well done.”\ <<elseif $GrayBestie is 1 and $GrayLunchFail is 1>>”Your look is not impeccable, but I’m willing to overlook that transgression since the rest of your appearance was quite well put together."\ <<elseif $GrayBestie is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 1>>”Your look today is far from perfect $name , and it's sad that you continue to test me like this. Come here after school for detention.”\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0 or $Home is 4 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>”Your look is disgraceful, $name . Come here after school for detention.”\ <<elseif $Home is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0 or $Home is 2 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>”Your outfit is sadly not impeccable. Come here after school for detention.”<</if>> <<if $Fem is 52>>[[12-3b<-Continue]]<</if>>\ <<if $Fem is 53>>[[12-4b<-Continue]]<</if>>\ <<if $Fem is 54>>[[13-2b<-Continue]]<</if>>\ <<if $Fem is 55>>[[13-3b<-Continue]]<</if>>\ <<if $Fem is 56>>[[13-4b<-Continue]]<</if>>\ <<if $Fem is 57>>[[14-2b<-Continue]]<</if>>\ <<if $Fem is 58>>[[14-3b<-Continue]]<</if>>\ <<if $Fem is 59>>[[14-4b<-Continue]]<</if>>\ <<if $Fem is 60>>[[15-2b<-Continue]]<</if>>\ <<if $Fem is 61>>[[15-3b<-Continue]]<</if>>\ <<if $Fem is 62>>[[15-4b<-Continue]]<</if>>\ <<if $Fem is 63>>[[16-2b<-Continue]]<</if>>\ <<if $Fem is 64>>[[16-3b<-Continue]]<</if>>\ <<if $Fem is 65>>[[16-4b<-Continue]]<</if>>\

<<set $H to 8>><<set $M to 0>>\ <<if $Home is 1>>The other students file in around you, most notably, your trainer and one of your keyholders, $Ash .\ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. You can’t imagine how hellish it would be if there weren’t anyone but you two to face Miss $Gray ‘s wrath.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>Your eyes are locked on the door like you’re an eager bird watcher, seeking the beautiful creature that would light up your day by their presence. For you, that delightful moment arrives when Mistress $Ash walks into the classroom, sitting next to you, instantly filling you with joy.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. Whilst you're waiting, $Gray2 smiles at you, encouraging you for the day ahead. You do the best you can for the woman who has the responsibility of feminizing you.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMzGh6KR/Desk-Ash.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $Home is 1>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash ). Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>><<set $Stress to $Stress - 2>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her. Thoughts of Miss $Gray are annoying, though, since you’d much rather be thinking about the goddess right next to you. Being around Mistress $Ash , even when you’re forbidden from talking to her, is like nirvana for a submissive slave like yourself. Even more irritating than the thought of Miss $Gray knaving you from thought of your queen, is when she takes a more deliberate approach of separating you from Mistress, which she enforces by demanding you stop looking towards her.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash .) Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>Likely thanks to your transformed relationship with her, $Gray2 barely bothers you through the class. It seems she knows feminizing you is taxing enough without giving you the further stress of a torrent of questions. Besides, she did admit to giving you far better grades than you deserve. All this isn’t to say she extends the same favor to $Ash , who she practically bullies with questions for an hour. To her credit, she does as she said you must. $Ash fulfills the role of a perfect student well. She answers every question with an almost obsessive level of detail. Having close relationships with both women is a complex situation to be in, especially when they both seem intent on screwing the other one over. A day may come when you have to truly decide between them, unless a third option presents itself. <</if>> <<if $HeelSurg is 1 and $ShoesC is 1>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>The lack of high heels propping up your feet is already causing great distress in your legs. <</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>The butt plug occupying your rear leaves your mind racing with dirty thoughts. <</if>><<if $Boobs gt 5 and $Bra is 0>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>Your prominent boobs do bother you. You're both worried about your nipples blushing over being stared at, and your budding breasts having no support. At this size, they really require it. <</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8 and $BlackmailVibrator is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>It’s inevitable with how horny you are, that your mind, and your eyes, will wander. When they do rest on the bodies of your peers, a not quite pleasant vibration shoots through your chastity cage. It serves to stop you looking at the other students, but not for long. After several jolts over the period, you’re left even hornier.<<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 1 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 3 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 2>>With how horny you are, you could very easily let your eyes wander to the other students, but when she’s around, you only have eyes for her.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class.If $Gray2 notices, she doesn’t seem to care.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is not 2>>You manage to pay attention during the lesson, taking notes and listening diligently.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is 2>>With Mistress $Ash next to you, it’s hard to do anything productive during the lesson.<</if>> <<if $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>[[12-3 Gray<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>[[12-3 Ash<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of $Gray2 the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>You arrive in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray , nervously awaiting your lunchtime training.<</if>> “I hope you’re ready to have your mouth stuffed.” Your teacher walks out from behind her desk. She’s still dressed in her usual sultry attire, but over her tight pencil dress is a black leather belt hoisting up an intimidatingly sized plastic cock. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/dtcYRM7v/Gray-strap-on-skirt.jpg]] <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>She walks over to you and $Ash , and she demands you both kneel down to get ready for an hour of throat fucking. “I think I’ll start with you, my favorite toy.” She stands in front of you first, and orders your lips to envelop the head of the girthy cock. You comply as the tip enters your mouth. You suckle on the head of it, lubricating it with your wet mouth while encircling the rest with your tongue, tickling the hole of the dick with it, while also flicking it over the frenulum, like it were fingers over a guitar. “Good slut.” Miss $Gray pulls away. “Now, for the bimbo.” She slowly strolls in front of $Ash , who shows no emotion one way or the other over being told to lubricate the rest of the dildo. Silently, she drools over the rest of the cock, and takes parts of it in her mouth, lubricating it further. From the side of it, she puts her mouth around the dick, almost like she was eating corn. Even though she doesn’t seem to care about it, $Ash is a bonafide expert at sucking cock, even at this stage which is only barely past foreplay. If Miss $Gray ‘s cock were real, you’re sure she’d be moaning in pleasure. “Good slut. Now it’s your turn again, $name . This is your chance to show off just how good you are at sucking cock.”\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>She walks over to you and $Ash , and she demands you both kneel down to get ready for an hour of throat fucking. “I think I’ll start with you, the airhead bimbo.” $Gray2 stands in front of your friend, and orders her to take the head of the cock into her mouth. She silently complies. You figure that your teacher is only starting with her because of her relationship with you and her hatred of $Ash . While you ponder this, your kneeling friend has teased the hell out of the cock, and the tip of it is glistening with saliva under the fluorescent lights. “Now, the sissy’s turn.” $Gray2 pulls out and slowly wanders over to you, letting the head of the dick now rest at your lips. Looking up, you see that she is looking right into your eyes, trying to encourage you, but maybe there’s also an apology somewhere in there for making you do this. “Get the rest of it nice and wet.” As compliantly as $Ash did, you obediently go about your task. First, you drool over the dildo, lubricating the shaft. To spread the spit around, you lick back and forth, upwards and downwards on the shaft. You take sections of it into your mouth, and suck the phallus as best you can. It’s hard to know if you did well, but $Gray2 doesn’t complain, and soon enough, she returns to standing in front of $Ash . “Come on, whore. Give me the best you’ve got.” A little more hesitant this time, $Ash still does as she’s told. You watch as the cock head disappears into her mouth, then the shaft, and then the base of it. It’s incredible to watch it up close like this, and she shows no signs of struggling. She doesn’t cough or choke or gag, she just keeps going up and down on the plastic cock, showing off her plentiful skills. And though your teacher can’t feel the dick, if she could, you imagine she would be moaning in pleasure right now. Instead, however, the main thing $Gray2 looks to feel is annoyance. Presumably, she wanted $Ash to suffer, but her talent at sucking cock precludes that. Very quickly, your teacher returns to you. “Now, it’s your turn, sissy. Show me how good you are at sucking cock.”\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>She slowly meanders over to you, before demanding you get on your knees. When you do, the hard cock’s hole is pointed right at your lips. “Firstly, suck the head. Tease him a little.” With a little hesitance, you do as you’re told, taking the dry tip into your wet mouth, and circling the head of the knob with your tongue. After a couple of minutes, Miss $Gray seems satisfied, or perhaps bored. “Good. Now, lubricate the rest of it from the side.” Encouraged from the minor compliment, you swivel your neck so that your head is at a better angle to suck the cock. You drool over it, and use your tongue to spread the saliva more thoroughly. You suck parts of it selectively, as though you were eating corn. It doesn’t take long before Miss $Gray decides you’re done again. She pulls out, and looks down on you menacingly. “Good job, but that means nothing if you can’t actually take it. Show me how well you suck cock, sissy!”<</if>> Like a well trained whore, you envelop the entire body of the hard cock in your mouth. The rim of the head plunges deep into your mouth, past your tongue and straight down your eager throat. It’s hard to take it all at first, but your dominant Mistress gives you no choice in it happening, and how aggressively it does either. In between the sloppy sounds of saliva slapping the silicone, your teacher yells encouragingly humiliating things at you, like “slut” and “cock hungry whore.” And even though the dildo isn’t the biggest in terms of length or girth, you’re certain it’s leaving a visible imprint in your throat. It’s hard to tell how long the intense blowjob goes on for, but <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>>eventually decides you’ve had enough. Her sudden pulling out leaves you gasping for air. <<if $Home is 4>>After that though, $Ash is in for an even rougher pounding. It’s clear that your teacher doesn’t consider the training of her as important as yours is, as she shoves the dick down her throat before $Ash can take a preemptive breath, and she doesn’t give intermittent words of encouragement either. Your teacher is trying to hurt $Ash , but her deep throat and desire to piss off her oral abuser means she won’t shed a tear.<</if>> <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>> takes off the strap on, tossing it onto the ground. She then returns to her desk, not uttering another word. <<if $Home is 4>>$Ash and you simply sit there, still as rocks, unsure of what to do, but certain that leaving would enrage your teacher.<<else>>Unsure of what to do, you simply remain still.<</if>> When the hour comes to an end, your teacher acknowledges your presence once more, dismissing you. [[12-3d<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $SuckS to $SuckS + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]

<<set $M to $M + 30>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/KjrZKnX1/Mall-event.jpg]] “Hey there!” You catch $Ash call from behind you once you arrive at the mall. “I’m glad you were able to make it.” “Yeah , me too. Where did you want to go first?” “I was thinking about the clothes store.” The two of you set off for Eclipse Clothing, the mall’s most popular fashion store with a range of apparel. At least that’s what the advertising around the city tells you. A thick, polished frame of white marble holds up two transparent doors. You enter with $Ash , unsurprised by the bustling atmosphere of the Saturday afternoon. “Ever been here before?” “Not often.” “I love it, there’s so much choice here. Actually, I worked here for a couple of months.” “Really? Why did you end up leaving?” “I had a dispute with a coworker. She accused me of stealing and that stupid manager took that slut’s side. It does make it a little awkward when I shop here, but that’s a small price to pay. The biggest loss is the discount.” The two of you continue shopping around the racks and shelves of clothing. $Ash is mostly picking up items and asking your opinion on them, but there’s little your mind can say about all the alien items. But whilst you’re in the women’s section, confidently so, considering you’re with one, you get a great chance to admire all the feminine apparel that appears to go on for miles. When your hand accidentally brushes against a hanging dress, you’re left amazed at how soft it felt. And at noticing just how many cool patterns and colors are used in the skirts displayed, you understand why some might lament the restricted palette of men’s clothing. You sheepishly follow $Ash some more, with your hand “accidentally” touching many of the garments in the shop. “Oh my god! That is so cute!” You hear $Ash shriek. She holds up a pink, flared skirt in the air. “Don’t you just love it?” “I guess, it’s a bit short though. And very girly.” “But you do like it?” You nonchalantly shrug your shoulders. “I’m gonna get it.” She adds it to the growing collection of clothes in her basket. You’re starting to get tired from all the walking around. “How do you do it all day?” You inquire to a mannequin standing on a table. An unidentifiable length of time later, the two of you walk up to the counter and she pays for her clothes. “That’ll be 200$ please.” The cute young cashier playfully demands. <<if $HF5 is 6>>//Huh. I guess $Hannah 's theory that if $Ash were really attracted to me then she'd give me a show was false//<<else>>//This girl might have a shopping problem//<</if>> But she manages to pull out a bundle of notes from her purse and pays for the clothes. “Where to next?” You ask, eager to sit down. “I was thinking about the nail salon, I could do with another pedicure.” Together, you trek to the complete other side of the mall. [[Mall Week 5 Ash 2<-Continue]]

<<if $Horny gt 10>><<set $Horny to 10>><</if>>\ You get ready to utilize the vibration function installed in your chastity cage to get some sexual pleasure. <<if $CumS gt 9>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 2>>You load up some videos of people being depraved sluts for cum, both men and women, just like you’ve been. The way they take cum on their face makes it look like an art. When women get hit with a load of cum on their breasts, it’s a glorious addition to their tits, and when the men deepthroat a throbbing 8 inches down without choking, you can’t help but be envious of the lucky recipient. And watching these videos have given you new ideas for how to be sexy when swallowing a load of cum. No matter how big the load is, the slut always keeps their eyes on the face of the blowjob recipient, even if a rogue splash of cum shoots its way into their eye, or it lands in their hair. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/L5trTr83/VC-Cum.jpg]]\ <<elseif $AnalS gt 9>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 2>>You load up a multitude of whores taking it in the back door. Whether it’s man on man, or any other combination, it’s irresistibly provocative to you. When the women take it, their screams are often hard to distinguish pain from pleasure, but they still keep fucking the cock if they’re riding it, or opening their asshole further if they’re doing it doggy style. Once upon a time, you wouldn’t have been able to understand their pleasure, but now, you’re envious of them. And if a man is taking it, they’re even bigger sluts, actively begging to be pounded harder and faster. As for the fucker themselves, they’re getting just as much sexual pleasure from it, whether it’s a man having to hold back from cumming inside a tight little hole, or a woman enjoying making a twink feel small and weak. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/26ZpqqpJ/VC-Anal.jpg]]\ <<elseif $SuckS gt 9>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 2>>You eagerly load a bunch of videos of men, women and sissies gagging on hard cocks. As you watch them, you do your best to envisage yourself as the dick sucker, with mascara running down your face from your watering eyes as you try to ignore your gag reflex stopping you from giving and receiving this sacred pleasure. As fun as it is to suck on a strapon of a powerful woman, there’s something about blowing a real cock that’s the ultimate pleasure. The heat of it, the weight of it in a mouth, what’s inside the balls. It simply does not compare. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/HLKDswNX/VC-Suck.jpg]]\ <<elseif $FootFetish gt 9>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 2>>You load up a multitude of pictures of hot feet belonging to hot women. But you’re not interested in them - it’s what’s at the bottom of their legs that does. Be they encased in socks, hosiery, shoes, or simply nude, they’re irresistible to you. But the videos are even hotter. Videos of women licking each other’s feet, or teasing you with a flash of bare foot before covering it back up with a sock, or giving men footjobs, or tauntingly rubbing a chastised cock, or even simply videos of women wearing sandals in public. It’s all incredibly tantalizing. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wM8CD6gB/VC-Feet.jpg]]\ <<else>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>You load up a collection of several pornos that used to do it for you, but they’re all relatively tame compared to what you fantasize now. Men forcing their dick down a woman’s mouth, or in their vagina, or in their asshole. It’s all the same after so many cum filled tissues discarded from this type of thing. It simply isn’t a turn on like it once was. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/59CNh0r6/VC-Sex.jpg]]<</if>> <<if $Horny lt 2>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>The vibrations stir to life like promised, but with how little you actually need sexual satisfaction right now, it’s more uncomfortable than relieving. It’s almost like continuing to masturbate after you’ve already cum. There’s no pleasure to be had from this, not from the lowest of minor vibrations, nor the most offensive cage shaking rhythms. In the end, you give up long before you would like to.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 5>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>The vibrations stir to life like promised, and they quickly prove to be tantalizing, if a little painful thanks to your relatively low libido. The lower levels of vibrations are certainly more pleasurable than not, but you can’t say the same thing when you turn up the level. It works for a little while, but eventually, you just give up. You’re not turned on enough for this, and it’s working less and less the more you try to force it.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 8>>The vibrations stir to life like promised, and they quickly prove to be tantalizing, even on the most minimal of settings. It’s the most care your penis has had with any consistency in a long, long time. After enough time on the lowest settings, you up the power of the vibrations, and they’re even more stimulating, causing moans to slip out from your mouth with little regard. It just feels too good. But not quite enough to push you even that close to the edge of being able to cum. You stay at the same point of limbo - able to achieve immense pleasure from it, but unable to cum and release all those feelings built up.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 10>>The vibrations stir to life like promised, and they prove to be immediately gratifying, causing a gleeful response inside your chastity cage. Even on the lowest of settings, it results in almost a sense of nirvana. But there’s still a desire in you - a desire to cum. So you up the level of vibrations, skipping past the middle ones and straight to the highest possible power. All thoughts are truly out of your mind now. There’s no worrying about being in chastity, or your ongoing feminization. The only thing you want is to cum. To cum and release an epic torrent of semen from inside your cage. And you’re sure that’s about to happen, after just one more second or moment. Surely you’ll finally get your deserved release, right? After an hour, you give up. You were so close, but tomorrow never comes, and neither do you. You turned your libido up to max just like you did the vibrations, but nothing good came of it.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 9>><<set $Horny to 2, $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 3>>The vibrations stir to life like promised, and they prove to be immediately gratifying, causing a dramatic display of arousal in your cage. After just a couple of seconds on the lowest of settings, you’re leaking precum out of the small hole. As heavenly as it feels, you want to finally cum even more, so you switch the power to the max and let your body do what happens naturally. Your face lifts up to the sky, and your open mouth blindly moans in pleasure and your closed eyes don’t need any material. This is enough. You’re on the edge, like you’ve never been before, just moments away from cumming. The cum shoots out in aggressive bursts of cathartic release, emptying your balls. When you finally recover from the experience, you clean up the mess created inside and around your chastity cage, and reflect on what this means. It feels like you finally beat your situation. You were never supposed to cum inside of your chastity cage. You were only allowed the vibrator function because it should have been impossible, but you did it. A smile forms across your face.<</if>> [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

<<set $House to 2>>\ <<set $Priority to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/FKq1BbgW/Posters-1.jpg]] You’ve just finished getting dressed when Miss $Gray begins a random inspection of your room. She’s certainly not trying to be quiet, but also isn’t deliberately trying to get your attention. Her attention, at this hour of the day, seems to be more aimed at the decor of your bedroom. And her scoffing at your current posters and pictures suggest she’s less than impressed. After almost a lap of her silent derision, she turns to your bedding. “Incredible. After all my time training you, I thought some of that would have bled into your home life. Sadly not, it seems.” $Hannah is standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame. “What are you going to do about it?” “What WE are going to do, dear, is completely redecorate this man-shack, or at the least, oversee it. A day out is in order, come on you two.” You dumbly follow your teacher and your step sister out of the room and then house, and into Miss $Gray ‘s car, with the two women sitting in the front, leaving you in the back. [[House 1b<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

You eventually arrive at an extensive retail park featuring several huge department stores. The trio of you, $Hannah and Miss $Gray exit the vehicle and head inside one of the massive shops. “So what exactly are we looking for?” “Some new decorations for her walls for a start. Any girly pictures with love hearts and butterflies, posters with boy bands on, or even film banners of chick flicks. That type of thing.” <<if $Home is 1>>Disappointingly, you find all of those things in great supply, and the trolley which you’re made to push quickly begins to be filled. Any chance you get to stir the chaotic duo away to a less feminine aisle, you take, but it never ends in success. $Hannah keeps suggesting new items, and Miss $Gray compliments her on a good idea, before adding the humiliating item to the pile.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>Thankfully, all the things your teacher looks for are here. You’re not glad for the items themselves, but more that Mistress $Ash might one day see them adorning the walls in your room, and be proud of you for having such a feminine sense of decor. Especially after that surprise visit when she told $Hannah about your true nature. With the happiness of that though, is the sad realization that your Mistress would do a far better job of selecting things for you than these two.<</if>> “What next honey?” “Bedding. She shouldn’t have any sheets that aren’t pink. Think of all the sweet dreams such a sweet sissy would have in bedding that cute.” Just as the posters, the items your teacher wants are plentiful. And as she loads them into the trolley, you’re hit with the realization of just how girly they are. Not just feminine, but //girly//. It’s remarkable that they make blankets and duvets for adults that look like they’re more suitable for baby girls, but they do, and Miss $Gray insists that only they will do. Several hours go by with that same revelation reappearing every time. If something can be feminine to the greatest of degrees, it’s here, and coming home with you. [[House 1c<-Continue][$H to $H + 5]]

“Is that the last bag?” You collapse, unable to give a response. After arriving home, Miss $Gray insisted that you unload every single purchase and took it to your room. Single Handedly. $Hannah looked on with a gaze almost resembling sympathy, but Miss $Gray recognised it very quickly, and assured her it was necessary for you to be the best sissy you can be for both of them. “Get your breath back, sissy. Your day’s far from over yet. Who do you think is going to be doing the redecorating?” Miss $Gray cackles as she leaves, $Hannah silently following behind her. After getting your breath back, you look around at the room you’ve come to love. Your room. Your room that Miss $Gray wants to destroy. And you’ve got no choice but to do it for her. A quiet tear slides pitifully down your face as you tear down your old posters. Memorabilia of awesome movies, kickass games and amazing bands get ripped in two and tossed in the trash. Joining them is your old bedding. Blue, black and red sheets and covers are all thrown away. Even white isn’t good enough for your teacher. Then, you set about replacing it all. You hang up your new pictures, and replace the bedding. Your new pink lampshade switches places with the old, non pink one. Your new pink laundry basket switches places with the old, non pink one. The same goes for your rug and curtains. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/hv8jvkF6/Posters-2.jpg]] When that’s done, you collapse again. $Hannah looks on from the doorway. “She really is intent on this, isn’t she?” You glance up from your prone position. “This is what she’s like with everything.” “I had no idea she was so…extreme, $name .” Briefly, you consider begging $Hannah to dissuade Miss $Gray from your feminization, to let you have your old life back. But you know your teacher is too committed, and her hooks are too far into $Hannah for her to care that much. If anything, Miss $Gray would continue onwards even faster at the whiff of you trying to escape this. “Well, that’s your girlfriend.” Approaching footsteps end the conversation, not like you had much more to say anyway. “I’m impressed $name . You really have a great eye for such feminine things, doesn’t she babe?” “Yeah.” “But you just didn’t do it with the right…je ne sais quoi. Which is why it’s time we finally gave you this!” Your slumped head looks up once more to Miss $Gray , and the item she’s holding. The black and white monstrosity barely looks to be the size of the sluttiest of dresses, and the flared bottom means it’s sure to give everyone a view of your panties. She places the maid uniform neatly on top of your new pink bed, right next to you. It’s even shorter up close. “I know what such a good maid like you is thinking, and no, it’s a gift, you don’t have to pay me back. But naturally I’ll expect you to wear it whenever you do your chores - just like a proper maid would.” Miss $Gray almost squeals in happiness. “She’s going to look so precious in it, won’t she, $Hannah ?” “Yeah, I hope she will, Julia.” “What?” The two women look at you, momentarily confused. “What a silly ditz you are, $name . Did you really forget that I actually have a first name?” “Well…no…I just…never thought about it.” “Well, the name’s Julia $Gray . But if you ever call me that, $Hannah will have to stop me from spanking your butt down to the bone. Do you understand?” “Yes…Miss $Gray.” “Good sissy. Now, come on $Hannah , we’ve wasted far too much time today training this slut.” She leads your step sister away, leaving you alone in your new bedroom, with your new uniform. Yet another uniform Miss $Gray will enforce in your life. [[House 1d<-Continue][$H to $H + 5]]

Miss $Gray ‘s first name: <<textbox "$Gray2" "Julia">> [[Room<-Continue][$Maid1 to 1]]

<<set $H to 9>>\ <<set $House to 3, $HousePurse to 0, $Tidy to 1>>\ <<set $DressUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $SU1 to 0, $SUBlue to 0, $SUBlack to 0, $SUPink to 0, $MaidA to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1, $SocksM to 0, $TightsA to 0, $TightsB to 0, $TightsC to 0, $TightsD to 0, $TightsE to 0, $PantyhoseA to 1, $PantyhoseB to 0, $PantyhoseC to 0,$PantyhoseD to 0, $PantyhoseE to 0, $PantyhoseF to 0, $PantyhoseG to 0, $PantyhoseH to 0, $PantyhoseI to 0, $PantyhoseJ to 0, $StockingsA to 0, $StockingsB to 0, $StockingsC to 0, $StockingsD to 0, $StockingsE to 0, $StockingsF to 0, $StockingsG to 0, $StockingsH to 0, $StockingsI to 0, $StockingsJ to 0, $GarterA to 0, $GarterB to 0, $GarterC to 0, $GarterD to 0, $GarterE to 0, $ShoesC to 0, $ShoesA to 0, $ShoesB to 0, $ShoesC to 0, $ShoesD to 0, $ShoesE to 1, $ShoesF to 0>>\ “These pictures are so much better, aren’t they honey?” “Yeah…they’re so girly.” <<if $ChoresPunish gt 0>>You enter your room to find your two housemates yet again inspecting the quality of it. Now, rather than critiquing it, Miss $Gray is boasting about her selection in decorations. Dread of her doing something similar this Saturday quickly fills your body.\ <<else>>You awaken to find your two housemates yet again inspecting the quality of your room. Now, rather than critiquing it, Miss $Gray is boasting about her selection in decorations. Dread of her doing something similar this Saturday quickly fills your body.<</if>> “Ah, she’s finally awake.” In response to your stirring, your teacher marches over to your closet, and picks out the maid outfit, tossing it on your bed. A pair of black heels join it, bouncing off your body. “Get up and get dressed girl, we’ve got a busy day ahead.” Naturally, you do as you’re told, and slip the items on. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/8PQpVq4C/Short-maid-dress.png]] You’re still shaking off the interrupted slumber while you’re standing in the hallway in your uniform, waiting for Miss $Gray and $Hannah to finish preparing upstairs, but that’s when you see the girl’s handbags in the hallway. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/g0KWvGsC/Handbag-steal.jpg]] There doesn’t seem to be any point in actually stealing from them, especially when you wouldn’t be surprised if your authoritarian teacher did a spot inspection of the house to search for any prohibited masculine things, but it could help you out right now. Undoubtedly, Miss $Gray wants to buy something humiliating for you. By removing both of their purses from their handbags, you might be able to thwart her plan, at least for today. [[House 2b<-Leave the purses alone][$HousePurse to 0]] [[House 2b<-Hide the purses][$HousePurse to 1, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]

<<if $Stress gt 9>><<set $Stress to 10>><</if>>\ <<if $HousePurse is 0>>You opt to leave the purses alone, primarily out of fear that Miss $Gray might figure out how they went missing.\ <<elseif $HousePurse is 1>>Quickly after a swift glance around, you scurry into their expensive and small handbags, and root out their purses, hiding them in two of the girl’s respective coats. Hopefully, they will find them afterwards and curse themselves for having left them behind.<</if>> $Hannah meets you downstairs as you await your teacher. “Do you know what she’s planning today?” “She clued me in a little. It’s something that should help with your training, as she puts it.” $Hannah really seems to have taken on the role of the teachers’ assistant. She seems as much a victim of Miss $Gray ‘s spontaneity as you are. “That’s all that she cared to tell you?” She gives you a stern look, though not a verbal scorning. “$Gray2 does care about me, $name , even if we’ve only known each other since you started Farrix. She cares about you too, you just don’t like how she shows it.” You silently scoff. After sojourning in the hallway, the three of you leave and enter Miss $Gray ‘s car. [[House 2c<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

The car ride is as strange as it was last time. Miss $Gray , despite being the decisive authority figure here, isn’t afraid to show $Hannah affection, while your step sister doesn’t quite seem fond of displaying that type of thing in front of you. She’s not quickly adapting to the role of being a Mistress to you, and while you’ve not been privy to it, you’re sure Miss $Gray has given her more than a few pointers to her about how to be more dominant with you. “So where’s the first stop?” “A hosiery boutique. I need to introduce our sissy to one of her new chores.” You and Miss $Gray make eye contact in the rear view mirror. “But I actually think it’s one she will enjoy, not that her enjoyment in her tasks is important though, is it, honey?” “Right.” You arrive at a sprawling car park close by to a retail district. You typically have no reason to come to this part of the city. The mall has all your needs, while the shops here are more specific, and a lot more expensive. To top it off, this area’s a lot further away. As the car comes to a halt, you suddenly remember your attire. You would have thought it would be hard to be more humiliated than you are wearing a dress, but Miss $Gray found a way thanks to your maid outfit. Once the two women in the front exit, you know there’s no escaping this. <<if $Home is 1>>With a heavy gulp, you leave the car, not wanting to give either of them a reason to make more of a scene that your look alone creates.<<elseif $Home is 2>>You really don’t want to get out in your humiliating dress, but there’s one thing at the forefront of your mind inspiring you: Mistress $Ash . If she heard about you doing this, she would undoubtedly be impressed. Maybe you might even see her today!<</if>> [[House 2d<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

<<set $HouseHosiery to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/x8XkJ8Fs/High-street.jpg]] You’re walking a long time with Miss $Gray and $Hannah through the busy Saturday streets of one of the liveliest parts of the city. In other words, hundreds of people are watching you plod in your antiquated outfit behind two very attractive women. They’ve all noticed you, no matter how much they try to hide their blatant staring. Your teacher leads the way. Your step sister occasionally looks behind to make sure you’re still following. You’re left like a third wheel friend, marching behind them, unable to contribute to the conversation. Mercifully, you eventually arrive at the promised location. The specialist hosiery store only has a couple other customers in it, but they have more than enough products to look at. There’s racks upon racks of hosiery ranging from fairly cheap to extortionate, though even the discount section is more than you would consider spending on stockings. Evidently, this is where Miss $Gray gets all her hosiery, or at least in other shops like it. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Z5KVM3c4/Hosiery-store-event.jpg]] Your teacher and $Hannah split, going in their own directions to look at all the items. This shop seems as new to you as it is to your step sister. Looking around, you decide where to go. [[House 2e<-Follow your teacher][$HouseHosiery to 1]] [[House 2e<-Follow your step sister][$HouseHosiery to 2]] [[House 2e<-Wander alone][$HouseHosiery to 3]]

<<if $HouseHosiery is 1>>You dash to keep up with your teacher, who has navigated her way over to a section dedicated to stockings. “An amazing selection they have, don’t you agree?” “There’s a lot more here than there is in Satin Diva, I suppose.” “That’s not a terrible stop for pantyhose and such things, but there’s something so much more artful about a shop like this. It’s the care and respect for hosiery they have that makes me keep coming back. To compare the stockings here to the ones there is like buying wine straight from the vineyard compared to the supermarket. It may look the same, but it’s in appearance only.” You instinctively balk at the price after inspecting a box of stockings. “But how can they be so expensive?” Miss $Gray almost laughs. “How can you put a price on the DaVinci’s Mona Lisa? Van Gogh’s Starry Night? Shakespeare’s Hamlet? No price can ever reflect the love of the artist. 60$ for a pair of stockings is a shadow of what they’re truly worth.”\ <<elseif $HouseHosiery is 2>>You dart to catch up to $Hannah , who’s inspecting some pantyhose. “There sure is a lot, isn’t there $name ?” “Who really needs this much hosiery?” $Hannah giggles slightly, and lowers her voice to a whisper. “Don’t let $Gray2 hear you say that. You should see her collection back at home.” Looking to check if Miss $Gray is in hearing range, you laugh a little too. “I think she’d just about kill me if I tried to sneak a look in her underwear drawer.” “Haha, you’re probably right. Forget I said anything.” Her attention returns to the pantyhose. “Which do you prefer? Pantyhose or stockings?” “I’d pro…” “See, I tend to go for pantyhose. I just think they’re easier, you know? You don’t have to worry about them falling down, or about the tops being visible under a skirt. But $Gray2 seems to prefer stockings. I’ll admit, they’re sexier, and they look more demanding of power, but they’re just not my style as much. She keeps encouraging me to wear them more though.” She groans quietly. Her eyes look at you, as if she’s suddenly remembering who she’s talking to. She doesn’t continue the conversation.\ <<elseif $HouseHosiery is 3>>Heading in a direction less traveled, at least regarding Miss $Gray and $Hannah , you find yourself in a section filled with more unique hosiery. “Bodystockings” are what the signs call them, and they certainly do look enticing. They come in so many different patterns and styles and colors, all of them seemingly more bizarre than the last. Most of them look to be in a fishnet design, but then reveal themselves to be somewhat floral - a bizarre mix of sexy fishnets and cute flowers. Half of them have an open crotch, and most of them barely cover the breasts at all. There are even some designed for men, with a sheath designed to envelop a penis. Thanks to the nature of nylon, it probably wouldn’t matter if the man was erect or not. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Ss3RTNz2/Body-stocking-1.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/mgjDxSHG/Body-stocking-2.jpg]] “So, you like the bodystockings?” Miss $Gray silently moved next to you, observing the same sight. “I always found them to be too impractical for everyday wear.” She groans after picking up one of the packages. “And these designs. They’re uglier than the worst Christmas jumpers. How could anyone think these trashy fishnets look good? If you ever turn up to Farrix in something like this, it’s detention for a week.”<</if>> After looking around some more, the three of you meet up again. And even though none of you have bought anything, Miss $Gray seems content. As you’re walking once more on the high street, with the people still staring at you in your outfit, she decides to clue you in on why this journey was important. “Quite simply $name , you have too much free time on your hands. That free time should be dedicated to your duties as a maid, including new chores me and $Hannah will be setting for you. And since my time is much more valuable than yours, from now on, you’ll be getting my hosiery for me. Every week.” //Well, there are certainly worse things to have to do// “And you’ll be wearing that uniform while doing it.” [[House 2f<-Continue]]

After a while more of following Miss $Gray ‘s footsteps, you arrive at a large store, one that seems to be specialized in cleaning supplies. Strolling with the affectionate pair, you see shelves full of all kinds of bleaches and detergents. There’s whole aisles dedicated to sponges. Certain ones for certain surfaces that supposedly can’t have their roles crossed. And past them are all the mops and buckets, both somehow with the same stringent criteria for usage. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/BQyJDQ1R/Cleaning-store.jpg]] The entire journey, your teacher has been filling a trolley with all the items you’ve seen and more. Most of them she doesn’t even care to read the labels of. She just swipes them by the armful into the trolley as though she were trying to tidy her desk up of papers at school by pushing them into a trash can. By the time you’ve circled the store, the items are almost spilling over the side of it. “Can you believe I actually caught $Hannah cleaning the kitchen the other day? It’s your job as the maid to do that. So that’s another task we can add to your log - and if I ever catch your lovely step sister doing that again, it’ll be you who are punished.” “Right” $Hannah adds “and that’s why we’re doing all this shopping. So that it’s easier for you.” “Not because it’s easier love, but because it makes her a better maid.” <<if $HousePurse is 0>>Miss $Gray pays for all of it without an issue, even after hearing the daunting price. In a single day, she’s spent more on cleaning supplies than you have in your entire life. After arriving home, your teacher again forces you to unload the car by yourself, and then to sort the goods into the respective cupboards. Following that though, she seems content with her torment for the day, and she leaves you alone. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 5, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<elseif $HousePurse is 1>>[[House 2 Stole a<-Continue]]<</if>>

“That’ll be 149.87$” Miss $Gray reaches into her handbag, expecting to find her purse. She maintains a calm demeanor, but as she begins to look inside her bag, she tries to hide the fact that she's startled by realizing it’s not there. “It seems I left my purse at home. $Hannah , looks like you’ll have to pay.” She looks in her own bag, rummages around for a moment, before coming to the same conclusion. “Sorry, it seems I forgot mine too.” Your teacher ponders the situation for a moment. Your step sister, however, is staring right at you. With this manufactured embarrassing situation, you could offer to pay instead. The two women would surely appreciate it, at the great expense of your own funds. <<if $Money gt 149>>[[House 2 Stole pay<-Pay yourself][$Money to $Money - 150]]<<else>>You don’t have enough money to do that.<</if>> [[House 2 Stole Left Behind<-Don’t intervene]]

<<set $GrayR to $GrayR + 1>>\ “Don’t worry, I’ll pay for it!” You fake a smile and hand the cashier the necessary money. “Thank you $name , that was an embarrassing situation. I’ve no idea where my purse went.” “Yeah…it’s a complete mystery.” The three of you return to the car and pack the bags full of all the shopping inside. After arriving home, Miss $Gray , perhaps as a sign of appreciation, even helps you unload the purchased goods. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 5, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\

“That is weird.” Miss $Gray laughs slightly, trying to dispel the awkwardness. “I know” she turns to $Hannah “let’s go take these back to the car and get the money from there.” //Since when does she keep money in her car?// The two women dash off, with the promise of oncoming money, using you as a temporary replacement until they return. You’re left uncomfortably trying not to make eye contact with the cashier. Out of your peripheral vision, you think she’s similarly agonized. “That’s…a nice dress.” “Thanks.” [[House 2 Left Behind b<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

It’s been a painful hour since you were left behind at the store. 10 minutes after your abandonment, you were brought into the manager’s office, but he’s still absent handling some ambiguous task. You’re pitfully left admiring the generic decorations in his office, including framed paintings and framed pictures of his family, which show him to be a man of stocky stature, with a seemingly happy family complete with a pair of children. There’s a large tank of fish against one of the walls, who all look on absentmindedly. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/x8YMs53q/Fish-1.jpg]] It’s as you’re giving all the fish names that the manager finally walks in. “I’m sorry about the wait” he pauses to take in your attire, which he doesn’t even try to be subtle in doing. “Well, let’s see how we can resolve this little issue. I’m told your friends left you here to pay for a total of 150$ worth of goods. Is that right?” You silently nod. “And I don’t suppose you have a phone on you to call them?” You silently shake your head side to side. “I suppose we’ll have to do this a bit differently then.” He pulls a tiny dangling string to close the blinds, which was the only means of visibility outside of the room. He removes his blazer before heavily dropping his butt down in his desk chair, opposite you. Without uttering another word, he makes it clear what he desires. One hand loosens his tie, and then unbuckles his belt and undoes his zipper. He slides backwards in his chair, giving you ample room to get in front of him. You put yourself in this situation, and now you’ve got no choice but to do as he asks, unless you want a trip to a police station. <<if $Home is 1>>Resigned, you do as silently commanded, kneeling down in front of the exposed crotch, and it’s growing phallus.<<elseif $Home is 2>>Your small sense of disgust is quickly overridden by the sight of Mistress $Ash standing behind the manager, as if this was her idea. A cruel smile gives you all the incentive you need to do as her invisible presence commands, and you kneel in front of the man’s penis.<</if>> As though desks weren’t designed for this type of thing, your head can barely fit between the hard cock and the desk. Multiple times just getting into this position you banged your skull, but the administrator doesn’t seem to care. Slowly leaning in, you start to suck on the head of his dick. It’s warm, disgustingly so. And at this range, you’re also noticing the stench. <<if $Home is 1>>Should you ever earn your freedom from your chastity cage, you promise that no girl going down on you will ever have to suffer through gross head like you are.<<elseif $Home is 2>>Hearing $Ash ‘s voice in your head now, you’re encouraged to keep going. //This man has such a great cock, and I love pleasing it! Not like my pathetic clitty deserves to be locked forever so that I can keep pleasing cock!//<</if>> Then, you lubricate the rest of the cock from the side, drooling over it like a horny slut daydreaming over dick. <<if $Home is 1>>The penis isn’t much nicer from this angle.<<elseif $Home is 2>> //Mmmm. This penis tastes so good, I want it back in my mouth//<</if>> <<if $Home is 1>>Finally, you subject yourself to sucking the cock in its entirety, and this is when its foul demeanor truly hits you. Everytime you deepthroat it your nose gets tangled in the out of control forest of pubic hair the man has probably never considered shaving. You try to suppress the need to gag and retreat as best you can\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>Finally, you can allow yourself to do what you were made for. You take the cock in your eager mouth in its entirety, going back and forth like the whore you are. “Good girl, keep going.” Mistress $Ash ‘s words inspire you like no else’s can, and you mumble a thank you, but the man doesn’t understand, either because your mouth is full or he’s experiencing too much pleasure to care. //Thank you for showing me this pleasure, Mistress $Ash// //Thank you for showing me the slut for cock that I am, Mistress $Ash// //Thank you for sh…//<</if>> “Sir, did you sort out that creep in the maid o…” The abrupt opening of the door doesn’t stop you from carrying on, but the manager does seem to care. “Damnit Jenine, how many times do I have to tell you to not barge in here?!” He lobs a computer mouse from his desk at the direction of the door, startling the woman and scaring her away. Then, his moans pick back up. It doesn’t take much longer for the man’s pleasure to culminate without any kind of warning from him. <<if $Home is 1>>It begins with a spasming movement strongest at the tip, a portent of the blast of cum which shoots out of the man’s dick. But he holds your head in place, forcing you down as deep as you can go. It’s whilst you’re gagging like this that the semen shoots down your throat, and perhaps thankfully, you barely taste it since it mainly skips your mouth and goes straight inside your body.<<elseif $Home is 2>>It begins with a spasming movement strongest at the tip, a portent of the blast of cum which shoots out of the man’s dick. But he holds your head in place, not as though he needed to, forcing you down as deep as you can go. It’s whilst you’re gagging like this that the semen shoots down your throat, and sadly, you barely taste it since it mainly skips your mouth and goes straight inside your body.<</if>> [[House 2 Left Behind c<-Continue]]

<<if $Home is 2>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 2>><</if>>\ <<if $Horny gt 9>><<set $Horny to 10>><</if>>\ It’s eerily still in the office. You don’t want to move though you have finished what the manager wanted you to do, but he continues to silently bask in his post orgasmic bliss. The violent sound of a phone breaks the quite. “Yeah, what is it?” “Damnit, again?” He slams the phone back down. “I swear, these idiots would light this place on fire if I wasn’t around.” He stands up from his chair, grabs his blazer and heads out of the office, presumably allowing you to leave. Slowly, with aching knees, you return to your feet and adjust your dress. The lingering taste of cock is still distractingly present in your mouth, but you decide it’s time to go home. You look back once more at the fish tank. Behind their gormless countenance, you joke that maybe they're judging you for being a whore. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/1tS8Ptnj/Fish-2.jpg]] <<if $Home is 1>>//Stupid fish. What do you know anyway?//<<elseif $Home is 2>>//How did they know?//<</if>> The walk home is more humiliating now. Even though it’s darker, people still have good enough visibility of you to stare and mock, and it stings more without 2 powerful women to hide behind. When you do finally arrive home, neither Miss $Gray nor $Hannah seem to care. They don’t mention having left you behind with the bill, nor the fact you seem annoyed at them. The only thing your teacher feels the need to say is that all the goods your sucking of cock got you are still in the car, and that you need to unload them. You do that without a complaint, thankful to be finally able to relax and make the most out of the rest of your Saturday. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $Stress to $Stress + 3]]

<<set $Tidy to 2>>\ <<set $WeekChores to $WeekChores + 1>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Yqjpq8TX/Kitchen.jpg]] As per Miss $Gray ‘s instructions, you prepare the cleaning items needed to tidy up the house, And ensure your uniform is prim and proper, lest you be caught with a misaligned apron by Miss $Gray . <<if $ChoresPunish gt 2>>Similarly, you make sure the ankle cuffs required to be around your ankles are locked on, forcing your steps to be just as meek as your teacher is training you to be.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Pr927LJ9/Cleaning-Kitchen.jpg]] Today, you have to work on the kitchen, which is prone to becoming messy by its very nature. There’s an expansive collection of crumbs and stains on the countertop from various meals, and there’s several days’ worth of dirty dishes piled high in the sink. Ever since $Hannah began seeing you as a maid for improving her life, she’s been more prone to leave such messes out and to rely on you to clean them. Miss $Gray was that way from the day she moved in. <<if $SpiceRack is 0>>You start by clearing the counter tops, putting the items that have been left out back in their intended housing, starting with the stray bottles of seasoning, which Miss $Gray always insists must be back in alphabetical order. Once that’s done, you wipe the counter surfaces down, displacing the crumbs to the floor and going back over the tops a second time so that it has a fresh look like it just came from the store.\ <<elseif $SpiceRack is 1>>You start by clearing the counter tops, putting the items that have been left out back in their intended housing, starting with the stray bottles of seasoning, which Miss $Gray always insists must be back in alphabetical order. Fortunately, your prior preparation for having a tidy kitchen makes that task much easier. Once that’s done, you wipe the counter surfaces down, displacing the crumbs to the floor and going back over the tops a second time so that it has a fresh look like it just came from the store.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/tg5FfNNk/Salt.jpg]] After that, you spend time on the less important stuff that your teacher still checks regardless. The cutlery drawer must be returned to its proper organized state. Even a steak knife in the butter knife section is resulting in her verbal scorn, or perhaps worse. Similarly, the glass cabinet absolutely must be arranged with the tallest glasses at the back and descend to the shortest ones at the front. And if two glasses share the same height, she prefers that girthier ones be placed to the right. And of course, they must all be stored upside down. Mugs have much of the same rules. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/FKmjDB31/Cutlery.jpg]] Then, you begin work on the floor, starting with brushing up all the mess and depositing it into a dustpan, which is then emptied into the trash, which begins your next task. After a strong whiff of the scent created from a week of garbage, you tie the top of the black bags and dispose of them accordingly. Once you replace them, you start to repair the stained floor. A boiling kettle of steaming water is poured into a mop bucket, which you use to eradicate the accumulated grime existing on the floor. After hours of hard work, you proudly reflect on your completed task. Not only does this give Miss $Gray one less thing to complain about, it also results in a rush of dopamine, making you feel proud of the time put in. <<if $ChoresPunish gt 2 and $SpiceRack is 0>>[[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 5, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]<<elseif $ChoresPunish lt 3 and $SpiceRack is 1>>[[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]<<elseif $ChoresPunish gt 2 or $SpiceRack is 1>>[[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 4, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 9>>\ <<set $House to 4>><<set $FeetS to $FeetS + 1>><<set $C7 to 5>>\ <<if $ChoresPunish gt 0>>You awaken to two women kicking your kennel, and devastatingly, it's not a pair of strangers, but your teacher and step sister. They drag you out and make you follow them inside the house upstairs.\ <<else>>You’re barely dressed when Miss $Gray storms in without knocking first, and begins fumbling around your vanity table, fiddling with the multitude of things collected on it. She doesn’t seem too impressed. <</if>> <<if $RedNP is 1>>”I’m glad you have a red shade of nail polish at least.”<<elseif $RedNP is 0>>”Not even a red nail polish? I’m incredibly disappointed.”<</if>> Her attention for the first time today now turns to you. “Come sissy, me and $Hannah have a use for you.” You accompany her to the living room, where your step sister is already relaxing on the couch. It’s only now you realize the rather casual way they’re both dressed. That’s not to say that you’ve finally seen your teacher out of a dress, but it’s a much more relaxed look today. The same can be said of $Hannah . There’s a collection of makeup and vials of nail polish on the table. Miss $Gray shuts the door behind you. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/rmrkgVLC/Nail-polish-3a.jpg]] “This idea for a new chore was $Hannah ‘s idea, wasn’t it honey?” “Right. $Gray2 didn’t think you’d be good enough at this, but I told her to have more confidence in you.” “I’m at least willing to let you try. You see, we have quite the date planned. But $Hannah suggested we make you help us get ready. When I said there’s no way I’m letting you see me undressed, she assured me that it would only be for our makeup and nails.” Miss $Gray sits down next to her on the couch, before pointing at the bottles of nail polish that’s gathered on the table. I’ll have a shade of red. I’ll test your judgment and let you pick which.” “And I’ll have a shade of black.” “Feet and hands, sissy.” You pick two appropriate shades from the collection - a red one called “Bloody Murder” and a black one labeled “Sooted Up”. But after checking the nails of the two women, you realize you’ll still have to remove their old polish. You silently sigh. Starting with Miss $Gray first, you hold her naked feet in your hands, and with a cotton pad soaked in acetone, delicately rub away the remnants of nail polish. Then, you do the same for her hands. Unsurprisingly, the color that was present before was also red. You do the same with $Hannah , who’s old choice in polish was pink. Returning to your teacher, whose legs are annoyingly crossed to prevent a view up her even shorter than normal skirt, you begin painting her toenails with the red shade, holding the bottom of her foot in your off hand for balance. Her eyes are closed, and seeing her in a position this vulnerable is very rare. Being able to hold her exposed feet is surprisingly intimate. You manage to paint all ten of her toenails without any issue, and the same thing can be said for her fingernails. Then you move on to $Hannah . She clearly isn’t adept in your pervy ways, because her legs are not crossed, but you can’t risk a view up between her thighs when Miss $Gray could catch you, and do who knows what as a punishment. This serves to tease you even more than touching their feet does. A while after, you’ve managed to paint 40 nails without a single rogue slip of the brush. “Wow, I’m impressed sissy. $Hannah was right, you are good at this. In fact, I think she’s so right that you should tell her the other part babe.” “Oh right. I promised $Gray2 that if you did a good enough job, then we can have you give us manicures and pedicures whenever we want, and add it onto your list of chores!” “Your step sister truly is full of good ideas isn’t she? I think she’s quite naturally transitioning into a dominant role.” You curse yourself for having done well, but continue the makeover as instructed. You start applying foundation to the two women, followed by concealer and contour. $Hannah accepts some blush, while your teacher refuses it. Then you move onto their eyes - starting with eyeshadow, followed by some eyeliner and then mascara on both their sets of lashes. Finally, you put some lipstick on $Gray which matches her nails. $Hannah instead wants a cute shade of pink. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/8z9X4hk9/Makeup-3a.jpg]] Miss $Gray inspects your work in a small handheld mirror. “Equally impressive, $name . Now, me and your step sister will be gone for a few hours, don’t miss us too much.” They leave without another word, though you suspect Miss $Gray really was surprised at your proficiency with makeup. <<if $Home is 1>>//I hate that I take pride in that//<<elseif $Home is 2>>//Of course I’m great at makeup, I am a sissy afterall!//<</if>> [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 2, $Horny to $Horny + 2]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/1zvf4cY5/Cafe-exterior.jpg]] In order to get inside the apartment as quickly as you have the chance to, $Ash insisted you get into position to sneak in so that the moment <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>> left, you could enter. That’s why for the brightest hours of the day, you’ve been stuck in a dingy cafe with $Ash , who’s exorbitant consumption of caffeine is further fueling her desire for genital freedom. The establishment is opposite where your teacher lives, according to the tracker. But surely your authoritarian teacher who acts as sophisticated as though she earns hundreds of thousands a year couldn’t live in this crime abundant part of the city. Even solely on the modest salary of a teacher, she could afford a place in a better neighborhood. Even more surprising is the fact that she lives not in a fancy multiple story house, but an apartment complex which soars well into the sky. “Wait a minute. Even when she leaves, how are we supposed to get in?” “With this, dummy.” From a pocket she shows off a small transparent case which hosts a piece of clear tape. “It’s got her fingerprint on.” “And how do you know which apartment is hers?” “I’ve been spying on her for weeks, remember? I’ve seen her in the window.” “So which one’s hers?” $Ash points to a room right at the top of the structure, as though your teacher were overseeing the entire neighborhood. Her eyes return to her phone, which she’s barely left unsupervised. It’s almost a concern that her phone might die before <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>> leaves, but that concern soon evaporates. “Look, the dot’s flashing! That means it’s moving.” You watch as a sedan emerges from the underground parking lot. $Ash and you hide your faces as it drives by. A prompt check of the phone concludes that it was in fact <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>>. “Come on, now’s our chance.” [[Secret Desires 4c<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

$Ash subtly scans the security lock with the piece of tape containing <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 ‘s<<else>>Miss $Gray ‘s <</if>>fingerprint. A green light and a small beep signals the unlatching of the automatic door. $Ash ‘s goes in first whilst you follow behind her. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/CxFK9GDN/Reception.jpg]] You both fake smiles to the receptionist, but she barely seems to clock you anyway. Then, you step inside the elevator, and $Ash clicks the button for the top floor. “Do you really think this is it? That we could actually get out of these things tonight?” “I don’t see why not.” She doesn’t continue after her curt response, but she does check her phone, confirming that the car is still going away. When the elevator arrives at the top floor, she leads you to the apartment which she promised belongs to <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>>. She prepares her biological key while you look around. There’s several cameras on the floor, all of which have had a good view of you and $Ash . If your teacher ever needs to look at the recordings, you’re both screwed. A familiar beep plays, allowing you to enter. [[Secret Desires 4d<-Continue]]

<<set $SD to 5>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom_Ash.jpg]] “With this adapter, we’re almost almost free of these things, but there’s another problem. I managed to lift $Gray ‘s fingerprints off her mouse at school, yet that’s not enough.” She throws the accompanying manual at you. “For security purposes, the adapter can only be used at the location the chastity device is registered to.” “So what’s the issue? We can just unlock them at Farrix, right?” $Ash groans. “No. I tried that, but they aren’t connected to Farrix - they’re connected to some place else.” You and $Ash make eye contact, both of you understanding the gravity of the situation. “So they’re connected to…” “Her home. Looks like we are breaking in afterall.” <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>You briefly consider if this is the only option - with your new relationship with $Gray2 , there might be the possibility that you could go to her house without needing to break in. But then again, she’s so protective over her personal life that it will likely be next to possible to get there using your friendship. Plus, the less $Ash knows about your improved relationship with her, the better.<<else>>If what $Ash is saying is true, there doesn’t seem to be any other way.<</if>> “How do we go about that?” “I’ve been stalking her for a while now, following her home and seeing where she likes to go. That’s how I did this.” She shows you a live feed on her phone. It’s a map of the city, with one notable point of interest. There’s a flashing red dot that’s currently stationary. “Is that Miss $Gray ?” “Not quite. It’s her car.” “You placed a tracker on her car?” “Nearly got caught too. But the only time we would be able to get in is if she is away for a while, and if she is away for a while, she would take her car!” “So we just wait for a time when the tracker moves?” “Even better. Every Saturday evening, she goes out for hours at a time, and doesn’t come back until early morning.” <<if $GrayBestie is 1>> //Does she go out drinking every weekend?//<</if>> “So you want to do this today?” $Ash smiles. “The sooner I’m free of this belt, the better.” [[Secret Desires 4b<-Continue][$H to $H + 9]]

“Wow. This place is…not what I expected it to be.” You’ve seen <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 ‘ s <<else>>Miss $Gray ‘s<</if>>classroom get messy before, but this is something else. “And you think I’m bad.” The entire apartment appears like a tornado swept through just before you arrived. The living room alone seems like it’s had 5 frat boys have a party in it. The television is still playing some trashy reality show, and the coffee table in front of it is littered with drinks of all kinds, both alcoholic and not, in addition to half empty bags of chips and similar snacks. The sofa opposite the TV has pillows strewn about in addition to a blanket. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/0Q9Qthq3/Gray-Apartment-bottles.jpg]] “You’re sure this is Miss $Gray ‘s apartment?” $Ash looks at you, just as shocked. She nods. Curiosity gets the better of you both, and you explore the kitchen. It’s just as chaotic. The sink is piled high with dirty dishes, left to accumulate flies, like a gift from a horse. On the side, there’s dozens of empty bottles of various alcohols. The bottles of wine are the most plentiful, but there’s also a multitude of vodka, rum, whisky and any other strong alcohol you could think of. Amidst the horizontal piles of trash, there’s something adorable on one of the counters, and she’s looking right at you. “$Ash , look!” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/vBtgCfqP/Gray-Cat.jpg]] Stoically judging you from its waist high vantage point, there’s an adorable cat, observing the two guests. You stroke her, and she’s immediately receptive, pushing her head into your playful hand. “I’d be careful, $name , this is $Gray we’re talking about.” “So? It’s just a cat.” “Right. And I wouldn’t be shocked if $Gray had a robot disguised as a cat to spy on any intruders. I bet there’s cameras behind its eyes.” $Ash inspects the cat closer, looking for a tell - something to confirm her delusion. “What do you think her name is?” “I don’t know, $name . Whiskers? Fluffy? Chastity Cage? Take your pick, it doesn’t matter.” The cat responds to the last name, turning at hearing the device you have on your penis. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” “I’m gonna hope she responds to it because Miss $Gray talks out loud at her home, not because she would call her cat that.” “I don’t know, I think Chastity Cage has a cute ring to it.” $Ash remarks, teasing you. “You would.” You continue into the apartment. The bedroom is the tidiest room yet, but that’s a low bar. The bed isn’t made and the closet doors are still wide open, showing off all the dresses that she wears daily. Matching heels for every outfit sit beneath. //At least the closet is tidy// There’s also a large chest of drawers, which you can’t help but open. There’s not only her sexy blouses, but also some plain t-shirts that you would have never thought she had. Other drawers boast the expected skirts, but also a sizable amount of leggings and sweatpants. <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>//I suppose it’s more comfortable to get drunk in sweats than it is in an uncomfortable skirt//<<else>>//I always thought she’d sooner apologize for feminizing me than wear pants.<</if>> Just like a moth to a flame, you feel your body instinctively shamble over to the underwear drawer. At least when you were burglarizing $Jen , you could justify peeking at her panties since you were looking for something. Now, you’re just straight up being a perv. <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>>has an extensive collection of panties that expand into two drawers. There’s more than you and $Ash have combined. Another drawer is home solely to garter belts, which are all as luxurious as the panties are, and come in a wide selection of colors and patterns. She has a drawer for all of her bras, which all match to a pair of panties. A quick glance at one of their labels confirms just how big you thought her breasts really were. There’s a final pair of drawers for all of her hosiery. She has a collection of stockings that would make any lingerie store owner blush. There’s some basic thigh highs in addition to some classically made fully fashioned stockings with a black seam at the back that’s bookended by a reinforced cuban heel, and at the other end, an opaque welt with a sheer keyhole. Notably, there’s no pantyhose in her substantial collection of lingerie, nor are there any socks. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/g0zTVcv4/Pantyhose-drawer.png]] You close the drawers and return your attention to $Ash . [[Secret Desires 4e<-Continue]]

$Ash is still trying to figure the adapter device out, but she’s attempting to connect it to her chastity belt. “Any luck?” “It’s confirmed that the device is registered here but…it can’t be.” “What?” “No…no no no, this can’t be!” You dash over to check the device, which claims there’s an error. “What is it?” $Ash is sobbing. “$Gray must have set the security settings to the maximum. We can’t get out with this.” “Why not?” “Look!” She thrusts the device into your hands. It’s displaying another message now. “Unable to unlock a permanently locked device.” “We’re in these things forever.” $Ash sits on the edge of the bed, holding her head in her hands. You try to play with the device more, but the message remains the same. <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>//Could $Gray2 really do this? I know she’s being forced to feminize me, but surely she likes me enough not to keep me in this cage forever, right?//<<elseif $Home is 4>>//How could Miss $Gray do this? After how I exposed what $Ash did, I thought she would have appreciated me more, not left me trapped in this cage forever!//<<elseif $Home is 3>>//Surely this can’t be right. Am I really stuck in this cage forever?//<</if>> As badly as you’re taking this, $Ash is handling it way worse. You wanted to be free too, but if her time in charge of your key was anything to go by, she had hundreds of megalomaniacal fantasies to act out. Her being trapped in a chastity belt was doubtlessly in none of them. You try to hug the sobbing woman who’s been robbed of her desires becoming a reality. “I’m sorry $Ash . I wish there was something I could do.” She looks up from her tear filled palms to stare daggers into your soul. “Do you? Do you really wish there was something you could do? Because if you had just been a good sissy and wore that dress to school, I wouldn’t be in this stupid belt for the rest of my life! <<if $Home is 4>>I’ve been nothing but kind to you since the first day your perving ass showed up at Farrix, and how do you repay my kindness? By going behind my back, snooping through my diary, and then ratting me out to our bitch of a teacher. Because of what you did, I’m never going to be able to cum again!” “Neither am I!” “Well that’s what you get for betraying me, but I deserve better! I’m a goddess compared to you, but now I’m forced down to your level with no chance to get back up.”<<elseif $Home is 3>>I just wanted the best for you. I knew you’d be happier as a girl - I could see it in your eyes the first day you showed up at Farrix. And just because you refused to wear a dress I’ll never be able to cum again!”<</if>> Your emotions are peaked now too. She wants to make this an argument. [[Secret Desires 4 Argue<-Argue][$AshR to $AshR - 3]] [[Secret Desires 4 Apologize<-Apologize][$AshR to $AshR + 1]]

<<if $Home is 4>>””Kind to me?” You were never kind to me! You just wanted a guy you could turn into a girl. That’s what I saw when I read your diary - you tried to feminize any guy who ever paid attention to you, and you cried whenever they rejected you. So when you saw there was a boy coming to Farrix, you were over the moon. You made sure we were sat together on that first day, and you made sure $Hannah was so disgusted by me that she didn’t even want to live with me anymore - it was all manufactured by you. You were so infatuated by me that you even blackmailed our teacher into giving you my chastity key, even though it terrifies you how powerful she is. And when it seemed like you finally had no power over me after she took that key back, you jumped at the chance to have me in your life again even after I went through your diary - because you love me so much that you’re terrified to lose me. You need me $Ash , because I’m the closest thing you’ll ever get to fulfilling your fantasy.” She’s silent for a long, long time, until she leans in to retort as best she can in her emotional state. “You will regret that.”\ <<elseif visited("School 3 Steal panties") and $Home is 3>>”You don’t get to decide if I am a girl or not. Everything that I do since I met you is making me more and more feminine, and it’s all your fault. You’ve been robbing me of my masculinity and I have to live with that, and this cage, forever!” “If it’s all my fault, then why did you steal my panties in that first week? You’ve always wanted this $name , you just never knew it.”\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>”You don’t get to decide if I’m a girl or not. Everything that I do since I met you is making me more and more feminine, and it’s all your fault. If you hadn’t made me wear your panties to Farrix I would have never ended up like this. You’ve been robbing me of my masculinity and I have to live with that, and this cage, forever! I did make the decision to not wear the girl’s uniform, and maybe if I knew it would turn out like this, I would have decided differently, but the fact that you’re now stuck in chastity too makes this situation a little better.” She’s silent for a long, long time, until she leans in to retort as best she can in her emotional state. “You will regret that.”<</if>> An uncomfortable silence fills the air whilst you both sit on the bed, unsure of what the future holds. [[Secret Desires 4f<-Continue]]

<<if $Home is 4>>”I’m sorry $Ash . No one has given me the attention that you do and if I knew that this would happen, I would have put on that skirt and blouse a lot sooner. And I’m sorry for breaking into your computer to read your diary. I wish I could change that too. But I can’t, and if we really are stuck in these things forever, then I truly am sorry. I don’t deserve you.” “...thank you, sissy.”\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>”I’m sorry $Ash . If only I realized how right you were sooner I would have put on that skirt and blouse the moment you asked me to. Being feminized is the greatest thing to happen to me, and I’m so appreciative that you saw that in me. I just wish I had seen that sooner so that I didn’t hurt you like this.” “...thank you, sissy.”<</if>> An uncomfortable silence fills the air whilst you both sit on the bed, unsure of what the future holds. [[Secret Desires 4f<-Continue]]

Your mutual mulling of the situation lasts a while, but it’s cut short due to a beep from the front door. $Ash and you immediately look at one another. With the same idea non verbally spoken, you silently scramble under the bed. <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>> doesn’t enter the bedroom, but through the open door, you can both hear her moving around. There’s a crackling open of a can, and the television is turned up. “Shouldn’t your tracker have told us she was coming back?” $Ash unholsters her phone from her pocket, and presses the power button. There’s no response. “Damnit, it must have died.” “So what do we do now?” “We wait.” Like children committed to a game of hide and seek, you lay prone under the bed, making sure none of your limbs are sticking out, and doing your best to be absolutely silent. [[Secret Desires 4g<-Continue][$H to 22]]

You’ve almost fallen asleep waiting for your teacher to go to bed, but $Ash ensures you stay awake by continually prodding you whenever you make a noise resembling a snore. But it’s a little hard to stay awake, especially when Chastity Cage is snuggled up neatly next to you, her rhythmic purring almost lulling you into slumber. Eventually though, <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray<</if>> does stumble into the room, murmuring jargon under her breath that’s impossible to make out. She stands right in front of you, where she takes off her heels, exposing her feet 12 inches away from your face. After her height significantly drops with their removal, she climbs onto the bed, plummeting onto it without even getting under the covers. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/TwCDckzD/27640456-119-9121.jpg]] $Ash and you again look at each other. You’re left waiting for her to decide when you should go, which is barely 10 minutes later. You slowly crawl out from beneath the bed, but $Ash stays behind to look at your unconscious teacher. “We need to leave.” Your whispers don’t seem to have any effect on $Ash , whose eyes are unmoving from <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray<</if>>. She’s lying prone on the bed, still in one of her many nice dresses, with a neatly manicured hand resting on a bottle of pink gin.<<if $GrayBestie is 1>> //Does she really do this every week?//\ <<else>> //I never thought I’d see her like this//<</if>> “Just think of everything that woman has stolen from me. Both my chance to feminize you, and my sexual organs. And I can never get them back.” “Staying here won’t change that.” “But I could get some very sweet revenge for everything she’s done. And then I’ll move on to that stupid company, Secret Desires, for letting this happen…wait a minute…that’s it!” “What’s it?” “The way out of this device.” She turns to you. “Secret Desires, they must have a way out. There’s no way they could let someone be locked up forever with no failsafe, right?” “I sup…” “Come on sissy, we’ve still got a chance to get me out of this belt.” After a final pat on the head to Chastity Cage, you thankfully leave the apartment without a further hitch. [[Secret Desires 4h<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 2, $M to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/gkT4Rg2W/Ash-Journal.jpg]] After you arrive home, you’re eager to get to sleep, but $Ash is wide awake, sitting at her desk scribbling notes into a journal, checking information on sheets she printed when she was still trying to figure out the origins of your devices, and cross checking it with things she’s looking up. Any suggestion of going to sleep is ignored and she yells at you when you attempt to turn off the light. You leave her to her crazed calculations and go to sleep. [[Room<-Continue][$H to 9, $Stress to $Stress + 3]] <<if $C5 lte 0>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>><</if>>\ <<if $Bed2 is 1>><<set $Stress to $Stress - 1>><</if>>\ <<set $SleepProcess to 1>>\ <<set $Day to $Day + 1, $Day3 to $Day3 + 1>>\ <<if $Day3 is 8>><<set $Day3 to 1>><</if>>\

<<set $SD to 6>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom_Ash.jpg]] “Okay sissy, I think I’ve finally figured this out. You remember when we went to the sex toy event?” You nod. “There was that truck that was unloading items, do you remember the decal on this side?” You shake your head. “It belonged to a company called Swift Departures - a removal company, supposedly. But I did some digging on them, and it’s a front for Secret Desires. I guess there would be some legal issues if people were permanently locked in chastity, so they operate under a pseudonym. I’ve been looking into them, and they’ve only got one registered location of operations - that’s where we need to go.” “And where’s that exactly?” “It’s 300 miles away.” “Which means…” “We’re going on a road trip.” She tosses you a bag that she’s already packed. “Come on <<if $Home is 3>>sissy<<elseif $Home is 4>>bitch<</if>>. Our bus leaves in half an hour.” With her obsessive speech over, you leave the house and take a coach bound 300 miles away, solely reliant on $Ash ‘s belief that this will get you chastity freedom. [[Secret Desires 5b<-Continue][$H to 15]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Gh0rjMyc/Bus.png]] No one in their right mind ever said that bus rides in the scorching heat were fun, especially when you’ve been stuck on one for 6 hours and you’re only halfway to your destination. Getting to sleep proves unachievable thanks to a full night's sleep, though you keep trying since there’s little else to do in this moving oven. The extra encouragement of $Ash not bringing your sleep uniform doesn’t even help. She isn’t going to sleep either, though she isn’t trying. She has one of her romance novels that she’s fond of, but keeps putting it down to check that you’re heading in the right direction, or ensuring that she has everything she needs in her bag. Her restless demeanor doesn’t help your attempt to sleep either. Her fanatic desire to escape chastity has led you to do things you never thought you’d do before. You’ve broken into two houses and were nearly caught both times. You wore a disguise to get into an inflated sex shop. And now, she wants to go to a city 300 miles away from your home on a whim that a removal company actually produces the chastity devices that you’re both locked up in. Worse yet, you have to wander where her compulsive desire for freedom will take her next. When she thought she really was trapped forever, she looked like she would maim <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>>, or maybe worse. If this plan doesn’t work out, what will her next idea be? And if she can’t get out, how far will she go for revenge? [[Secret Desires 5c<-Continue][$H to 21]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/kGpFZzF7/Motel.jpg]] It’s dark out by the time you arrive at your destination. $Ash , fueled by little more than sheer determination and coffee, marches to a nearby motel, pays for a room, and leads you inside the dingy space. “So how far away is this removal company?” “About an hour walk. We’ll set off tomorrow morning.” “Are you sure they’ll be open on Sunday?” “Crime never sleeps, $name . They won't be taking a day off.” “And what’s the plan from there? You tell the same lie that you can’t unlock yourself because you lost your phone?” “With some added detail, yes.” You’re silent, unsure of what to say. $Ash seems to pick up on your lack of trust. “This will work $name . Don’t give up while we’re almost over the finish line.” //It’s not me that I’m worried about// After tucking yourself into bed, you fall asleep almost immediately. $Ash lays wide awake. [[Secret Desires 5d<-Continue][$H to 9]] <<set $SleepProcess to 1>>\ <<set $H to 2>><<set $M to 0>>\ <<set $Day to $Day + 1, $Day3 to $Day3 + 1>>\ <<if $Day3 is 8>><<set $Day3 to 1>><</if>>\

<<set $Day to $Day + 1, $Day3 to 7>>\ Whenever $Ash doesn’t have to wear her Farrix uniform, she gets to show off her sense of fashion, which usually features very short skirts and dresses. On the rare occasion that she does wear pants, they’re very tight, and give great emphasis to her butt. But this morning, she’s dressed up in something that you’d be more likely to see your teacher wear. Her business getup still looks great adorning her body, but it is a rather strange sight. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/YCx0Jf3V/Ash-SD5.jpg]] “Come on sissy, I’ve got a belt to get free of.” She leads you through the city, from the derelict part that you stayed in for the night, to the increasingly populated areas, until you’re in a hyper dense district that’s even more packed than the one you call home. You’re still trailing $Ash , who doesn’t respond to any of your questions. She only alternates between checking the map, and looking where she’s going. Her terminator mentality for freedom is utterly terrifying to you. Not even the harshest of punishments from <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>>could deter her now. Her resolution soon leads you to a warehouse, not dissimilar to the one the sex toy event was held in, though this one is in a much better state, and based on the people inside you can see through the windows, is actively being used. You enter with $Ash through the front door. [[Secret Desires 5e<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

The reception is as normal as you’d consider a removal company to be. On the wall, there’s a notice board featuring leaflets and flyers of local services, presumably for people who’ve just moved to the area. There’s an attractive woman sitting behind a desk, typing away at a computer, who smiles at $Ash as she approaches. “Hi, how can we help you today?” “I bought a product from you recently, and there’s an issue.” “I’m afraid you must be mistaken ma’am, we only provide the service of assisting in moving properties. Are you currently looking to move houses?” “No, I’m looking to get this stupid piece of metal removed from my waist, and you’re going to help me.” The receptionist looks confused, but she’s choosing her words carefully. “I’m sorry ma’am, but unless you have something //specific// you’d like to say, I don’t think we can help you.” $Ash looks like she’s about to burst, but instead, she climbs on top of the receptionist’s desk and unzips her skirt, showing off her locked chastity belt. “I’ve been stuck in this thing for longer than I can count, and I’m going to snap unless you help me or get someone who can!” The woman is speechless, unsure of what to do. After contemplating it, she leans over to pick up the phone, just beneath $Ash ‘s unforgiving glaze. “We’ve got a customer with some secret desires.” A voice replies something incomprehensible back. [[Secret Desires 5f<-Continue]]

“You can follow me.” $Ash doesn’t even have the calmness to put on her skirt. After dismounting the table, she follows the lady first, and you shadow them. She leads you through several rooms, all of which are empty, whether they be offices, meeting rooms or break areas. There’s a long hallway you end up in. An expansive window gives view to the rest of the facility, which has several trucks that are all being loaded, each with the same decal you now recall seeing at the Sex Toy Celebration. The woman leading the way presses a button to summon an elevator and there’s a tense silence while you wait. $Ash is still unwilling to talk unless it’s about her belt, and the receptionist has no desire to explain where she’s taking you to. When the elevator arrives, she presses a button labeled in the negatives. It goes down. When it stops, the door opens to reveal a remarkably distinct sight. It looks like you’re in a secondary reception. On the walls, there’s posters of various sex toys, all boasting the Secret Desires logo, and at the desk facing you as you exit the left, there’s another receptionist, only she’s dressed much differently. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bwP7tB5B/Latex-outfit-with-boobs.jpg]] Her latex outfit covers almost the entirety of her body, only allowing a small gap so that she can see and talk unstifled. She gets up from her chair to show you the rest of her attire. Her computer blocked the view of her supposed tits, which look like latex balloons that must be at least 8 inches in diameter. They remain stiff as she approaches to shake your hands. On her feet are equally kinky shoes. The ballet style heels force her to walk on her toes, but she does it masterfully. The original receptionist returns to her post on the ground floor. “Hello, it’s lovely to meet you both. I’m Number 54. Our director will be with you shortly. In the meantime, we’d love to give you a tour of this wonderful place.” She leads you around the facility, where she lets you stop and look inside the some of the laboratories at the ongoing experiments. “This one’s incredibly fascinating.” From outside the room, you view what looks to be a room designed for a cat, if the cat was much bigger than usual. In the corner of the room there’s a large fluffy bed that looks heavenly. In the other corner, there’s a huge scratching post with several layers for the huge cat in question to jump on. Scattered across the floor are miscellaneous toys, like balls of string, and fake mice. “Oh, it looks like she’s finally awake, look!” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/65CsTXMZ/Latex-cat.jpg]] From the bed, you see as a person in a latex catsuit recovers from their slumber. Their white outfit let them blend in scarily well. The person scampers slowly on all fours over to their bowl of milk, which they lap at eagerly. “As I’m sure you both know, humans acting as animals has become a common hobby in the past few years. This experiment attempts to maximize that. Through a miraculous cocktail of chemicals and hormones, we’ve slowly removed this cat’s anthropomorphic instincts, ensuring she acts like a feline all the time. Or at least that’s the goal. There’s still some final tweaks that need to be made.” When Number 54 sees the cat lay down on her back, she presses a button on the panel outside the cell. The cat jumps up from shock, and scratches at the collar around her neck. “Our scientists still have quite a bit to figure out. At the moment, they’re really concentrating on altering the makeup of the human body so that her sleep schedule better resembles a cat. She’s still in the 8 hours of sleep cycle like humans are. They’re trying to fix that so that she can fall asleep almost instantly whenever she wants.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/QdCxttp7/Slave-girl.jpg]] You move over to another display. “This is one that our director has a lot of interest in.” The cell is much less busy. There’s only a single person, who’s very much human, in a corner crying with her head between her arms. On the other side of the room, there’s a dildo attached to a fucking machine. “We’re trying to learn what happens if you take a random person off the street and put them in an empty room with nothing but a dildo. Our scientists had a lot of fun betting on what would happen. Most of them thought the subject would try suck the dildo at least once, but this one hasn’t even approached it. A second round of bets was made over if the subject would try it once she becomes more dehydrated. Of course, you can’t base scientific evidence on one subject, so we’ll have to use some more people for more accurate results.” You continue onwards until you arrive outside an office. “The director should be free now. I can’t wait to introduce you.” [[Secret Desires 5g<-Continue]]

You enter the opulent office and observe its incredible decor. In cases on the shelves and cabinets are what must be Secret Desires’ greatest products. On tiny electronic monitors in the same cases is a number, displaying how much money has been made on each of those items. They’re all in the 8 digits. The director turns around in their black leather chair to face you. “Greetings. I hope you enjoyed the tour Number 54 gave you. I love for our customers to see what we do here and realize it’s much more than just sex toys - we’re changing the world!” $Ash steps forward. “Right, and it was an absolutely lovely display, but I have one simple question.” She points to her still exposed chastity belt. “How the hell do I get out of this?” “Ah, so you must have lost your access device. Well we sell adapters that give you access again that you can transfer to a new device. One of those would be all you need.” $Ash takes in a slow breath, attempting to calm herself. “I know, I already have one of those useless pieces of junk. It doesn’t work.” “Doesn’t work? Of course it does. Let me prove it to you.” He opens up a drawer and takes out an adapter with the same design as the one $Ash has. He stands in front of her, and connects to her belt. “See? Now all I have to do is…” “Well?” “There must be some misunderstanding. It says here you’re permanently locked.” “YES! THAT’S MY ISSUE YOU IDIOT, NOW UNLOCK IT!” “Did you not look at the instruction manual for the chastity belt my dear girl?” $Ash pauses, nervous. “Why?” “”Why?” It’s the biggest selling point of my design! That’s what all the advertising focuses on; that it’s completely inescapable once you select it to be permanently locked. It’s made of impenetrable titanium. The only way to destroy the belt would result in your own death! There’s no way out. Why do you think the instruction manual emphasizes that you should be sure before you lock it on? And why do you think they cost several thousands each?” “I…I…” “You did buy the device, didn’t you?” $Ash doesn’t respond. Tears form in her eyes and roll down her face, ruining her mascara. She runs away out of the office, escaping from your and the director’s sight. “Strange.” He turns his attention to you. “I’m correct in assuming you’re also locked, right? This adapter tried to connect to yours at first.” He holds the device closer to your crotch. “And there we go. You’re unlocked now.” You feel a slight relaxing of constraint around your clitty. Grabbing it, you confirm it is in fact unlocked.”You mean I‘m not permanently in chastity?” The man shakes his head, confused at what the two customers are up to. “Thank you!” You exit the office and consider what just happened. <<if visited("Blackmail Date 4a") and $GrayBestie is 1>>//$Gray2 told me on our date that she wouldn’t lock someone in chastity unless she was done with them. I should have trusted that she meant that. But she must really be angry at $Ash if she’s willing to lock her away for the rest of time.//\ <<elseif $GrayBestie is 1>>//If she was willing to lock $Ash away forever, I’m surprised $Gray2 wasn’t willing to do it to me. But I shouldn’t complain, and now that I think about it, $Ash never did try to unlock me when we were at $Gray2 ‘s house.//\ <<elseif $Home is 4 or $Home is 3>>//Why would Miss $Gray lock $Ash up forever but not me?//<</if>> You catch up to $Ash . [[Secret Desires 5h<-Continue]]

<<set $Tidy to 3>>\ <<set $WeekChores to $WeekChores + 1>>\ As per Miss $Gray ‘s instructions, you prepare the cleaning items needed to tidy up the house, And ensure your uniform is prim and proper, lest you be caught with a misaligned apron by Miss $Gray . <<if $ChoresPunish gt 2>>Similarly, you make sure the ankle cuffs required to be around your ankles are locked on, forcing your steps to be just as meek as your teacher is training you to be.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/L8Fsgyqs/Cleaning_longue.jpg]] Today, you have to work on the lounge, which quickly finds itself in a state of disrepair owing to Miss $Gray and $Hannah using it to relax, whilst knowing you’ll clean whatever mess they make. You begin with the most alluring part of the room: the sofa. The couch cushions look like they’ve been battered in a boxing match, and there are blankets scattered about it like it’s a picnic. You fold each of the several blankets neatly into small rectangles, before setting them down next to the couch. Then, you do your best to return the sagging cushions back to their original fluffy state. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/MGC4jmx8/Cushion.jpg]] You’ve just finished that when you realize the windowsill has collected ample dust. Plus, the area surrounding the tv is a mess of glasses that haven’t been taken to the kitchen and various womens’ magazines that have been little more than skimmed through. With growing frustration at your two housemates, you start dusting the area, displacing the pesky nuisance. Then, you take the glasses into the kitchen to be dealt with later, and organize the litter of magazines into a neat pile, discarding the ones that look the least cared for in the hope that neither woman notices their absence. <<if $CoffeeTable is 0>>Sadly, the women have so many things, but there seems to be such little place to put it all.<<elseif $CoffeeTable is 1>>Thankfully, the coffee table you purchased helps make the task of organizing a little easier.<</if>> As a final touch, you pick up any stray pieces of trash on the floor, before giving it a once over with the vacuum, resulting in a beautiful finish that you’re proud of. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/ZqB2RDGc/Vacuum.jpg]] <<if $ChoresPunish gt 2 and $CoffeeTable is 0>>[[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 5, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]<<elseif $ChoresPunish lt 3 and $CoffeeTable is 1>>[[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]<<elseif $ChoresPunish gt 2 or $CoffeeTable is 1>>[[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 4, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]<</if>>

<<set $Tidy to 1>>\ <<set $WeekChores to $WeekChores + 1>>\ As per Miss $Gray ‘s instructions, you prepare the cleaning items needed to tidy up the house, And ensure your uniform is prim and proper, lest you be caught with a misaligned apron by Miss $Gray . <<if $ChoresPunish gt 2>>Similarly, you make sure the ankle cuffs required to be around your ankles are locked on, forcing your steps to be just as meek as your teacher is training you to be.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/mkhyXRsT/Cleaning-bathroom.jpg]] Today, you have to work on the bathroom, which has accumulated a lot of dirt and stains, though not necessarily a lot of mess. You start by reorganizing $Hannah ‘s and Miss $Gray ‘s collection of shampoos and conditioners, first by which belongs to whom, and then by function. After that, you organize the miscellaneous bathroom stuff, like the cotton buds, toothbrushes and toothpaste, tampons and pads, and finally shaving razors. <<if $BathroomCabinet is 1>>You’re thankful to your past self for having bought the cabinet which helps make this much organization easier.<<else>>Frustratingly, without much space to organize all this, the task is much harder.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/6569zMB9/Shampoo.jpg]] After that, you give the bathroom a deeper cleaning. With a hot bucket of water, you wipe down the tile-lined walls, removing missed squeezes of shower gel from the hard surface. You copy the routine for the sink until it too is a clear sparkling white. In an action which perhaps best symbolizes your role in this house, you are forced to clean the toilet until it is just as white as a sheet of paper. You begin by cleaning the lid off it, before moving on to the inside. The rim is thankfully clean, since no one in the house pees standing up, even you. The process is surprisingly less painful than you thought it would be. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/hPCKYVGV/Bathroom-tiles.jpg]] For the final finishing touches in the room, you change the shower mat out for a fresh one, but not before ensuring the floor is squeaky clean following a thorough mopping. A spurting of some air freshener signifies the conclusion of your assignment. <<if $ChoresPunish gt 2 and $BathroomCabinet is 0>>[[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 5, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]<<elseif $ChoresPunish lt 3 and $BathroomCabinet is 1>>[[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]<<elseif $ChoresPunish gt 2 or $BathroomCabinet is 1>>[[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 4, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]<</if>>

$Ash is outside of the facility, sitting on a bench, still as a rock. “I’m sorry $Ash . I don’t know what to say.” “There isn’t anything to say. We’re both permanently locked up because of $Gray .” “Actually, I’m not locked up forever.” She slowly looks your way, the weight of the situation clearly crushing her. She turns back towards the horizon. “That’s nice.” “What do you want to do now? She’s despondent, barely seeming to hear you. “I want to go home.” <<if $Home is 4 and visited("Secret Desires 4 Argue")>>[[SD 5 4<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 4>>[[SD 5 3<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and visited("Secret Desires 4 Argue")>>[[SD 5 2<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>[[SD 5 1<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]<</if>>

$Ash is outside of the facility, sitting on a bench, still as a rock. “I’m sorry $Ash . I don’t know what to say.” “There isn’t anything to say. We’re both permanently locked up because of $Gray .” “What do you want to do now? She’s despondent, barely seeming to hear you. “I want to go home.” <<if $Home is 4 and visited("Secret Desires 4 Argue")>>[[SD 5 4<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 4>>[[SD 5 3<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and visited("Secret Desires 4 Argue")>>[[SD 5 2<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>[[SD 5 1<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]<</if>>

<<set $DressUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $Top to 0, $Bottom to 0, $Outfit to 0>>\ <<set $Money to 0>>\ You accompany $Ash to the motel, where you collect your belongings. Before you finish doing that though, she tosses a drink on you, soaking your clothes in a gross, sticky liquid. “That’s for arguing with me a week ago.” Not wanting to anger her further, you shut up and leave her alone, trying to clean up your drenched outfit. Whilst you’re busy doing that, she leaves the room, promising to visit the reception of the motel. But she doesn’t return, not even after you wait for an hour for her. That’s when it hits you. //She’s left me here// You don’t have any money on you since $Ash took it with her, and even if you did, you don’t know the bus routes. How could you possibly get back home like this? Adding to the problems is another realization - no matter how hard you try to scrub at your apparel, it isn’t getting any drier, or removing the horrid scent that you’re only now noticing. And since $Ash packed your bag, checking to see if there’s a change of outfit in your bag is only a formality. You remove your current outfit, leaving you in only your underwear and shoes. You’re sure $Ash doesn’t care about how she’s screwed you over. She always resented you for ratting her out to your teacher. Maybe this is how she finally decided to get revenge. Or maybe it’s just a cruel prank that might cheer her up a little after the devastating news she just got. Whatever the reason, it doesn’t change the situation now. You need to figure out a way back home. [[SD 5J<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

<<set $Money to 0>>\ You accompany $Ash to the motel, where you collect your belongings. Whilst you’re busy doing that, she leaves the room, promising to visit the reception of the motel. But she doesn’t return, not even after you wait for an hour for her. That’s when it hits you. //She’s left me here// You don’t have any money on you since $Ash took it with her, and even if you did, you don’t know the bus routes. How could you possibly get back home like this? You’re sure $Ash doesn’t care about how she’s screwed you over. She always resented you for ratting her out to your teacher. Maybe this is how she finally decided to get revenge. Or maybe it’s just a cruel prank that might cheer her up a little after the devastating news she just got. Whatever the reason, it doesn’t change the situation now. You need to figure out a way back home. [[SD 5J<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

<<set $DressUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $UniformUn to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $Top to 0, $Bottom to 0, $Outfit to 0>>\ You accompany $Ash to the motel, where you collect your belongings. Before you can leave and make it to the bust stop though, she throws a drink all over you, drenching your attire and leaving it a sticky, stained mess. “I may be stuck in this belt, but I still have you. And I told you you’d regret arguing with me a week ago.” She storms out of the motel, leaving you alone and needing to catch up. But you can’t get the bus like this. The 12 hours here were hellish, you don’t need the added discomfort of being in soaked clothes. Checking the bag $Ash packed for you, you sigh after seeing she didn’t pack a change of outfit. Rationalizing that you shouldn’t run into anyone you know, you take off your outer clothes, and meet $Ash at the bus stop in just your underwear and shoes. She smiles slightly at your degrading appearance, but says nothing verbally. You catch a non stop journey back to the city in which you reside. $Ash is much less restless this time, unsurprisingly. Her near comatose body doesn’t give any answer whenever she’s asked a question, so you give up after a couple hours. You got ample funny looks upon boarding the bus thanks to your clothing, or lack thereof, but people stopped blatantly ogling you a couple of hours into the journey. In fact, and you never voice this to $Ash , it might actually be a blessing in disguise. You were drenched in sweat on your first trip. Being largely naked makes it significantly cooler. This trip did prove at least one thing though: $Ash is a good sleuth. You were more than skeptical every step along the way, but you found the origins of your chastity devices, and met the maker himself. Unfortunately, he couldn’t give $Ash the only thing she wanted, and it seems even her desire isn’t enough to get her out of the belt. When you do return home after another awful 300 mile journey, $Ash immediately slumps into bed, and you’re left to do the things she normally does, like turning out the lights. [[Sleep<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 4]]

You accompany $Ash to the motel, where you collect your belongings. She’s glad to get out of the city and return to the comfort of her home, while you can’t wait to forget whatever cursed experiments you saw being conducted in the underground facility. You catch a non stop journey back to the city in which you reside. $Ash is much less restless this time, unsurprisingly. Her near comatose body doesn’t give any answer whenever she’s asked a question, so you give up after a couple hours. This trip proved at least one thing though: $Ash is a good sleuth. You were more than skeptical every step along the way, but you found the origins of your chastity devices, and met the maker himself. Unfortunately, he couldn’t give $Ash the only thing she wanted, and it seems even her desire isn’t enough to get her out of the belt. When you do return home after another awful 300 mile journey, $Ash immediately slumps into bed, and you’re left to do the things she normally does, like turning out the lights. [[Sleep<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3]]

<<set $SD5Smoke to 0, $SD5Keys to 0, $SD5Bag to 0, $SD5Reception to 0, $SD5Pee to 0, $SD5Truck to 0, $SD5Toilet to 0>> You check out of the motel, <<if $Top is 0>>getting a glare of second hand embarrassment from the receptionist as you do,<</if>> and return outside. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Hn2qfCtB/Parking-lot.jpg]] There’s a few people around on this Sunday morning, but most of them don’t look particularly reputable. There's 2 men standing around smoking in front of a car, with another one leaning on the hood, smoking too. A final one is in the driver’s seat, talking out of the rolled down window. They seem to be nursing a hangover. On the elevated floor giving access to the second layer of rooms, there’s a couple looking around observantly, not talking much. Standing in front of a truck which presumably belongs to him, there’s a middle aged man feasting on a sandwich, relaxing before he returns to the road. There is a communal toilet at one end of the motel, which you don’t imagine smells, looks or sounds great. There’s also the woman back in the reception, who looks stressed, though she also looks as though she's trying to repress those feelings. [[SD5Smoke<-Approach the gang of smokers]] [[SD5Couple<-Talk to the couple looking over the parking lot]] [[SD5Truck<-Greet the trucker]] [[SD5Toilet<-Check out the toilet]] [[SD5Reception<-Return to the reception]]

<<if $SD5Smoke is 3 and $SD5Keys is 1>>The men seem panicked as you’re about to greet them again. Considering their frenzy is probably because of their missing keys, you divert course, opting not to speak to them, lest they start to connect the dots. [[SD5 Hub<-Return]]\ <<elseif $SD5Smoke is 3>>You’re on your way to speak to the group once more before you realize they’re about to set off. To save yourself the awkward interaction, you diver course, and go somewhere else. [[SD5 Hub<-Return]]\ <<elseif $SD5Smoke is 2 and $Top is 1>>”Actually, I think I might be able to help you out with your problem.” “Our prob…oh. Really?” The man who seems to be the leader of the group turns to the fiance. “What do you think? You find her hot enough?” He doesn’t even need to look you up and down again. He’s clearly done that enough. “Yeah. She’s pretty attractive, I mean.” “Awesome! We've still got our room key, so make sure he has a "blast!"” The “good” friend pushes you towards one of the many motel rooms and stuffs the key into your hands, whilst the other men wait outside around the car. [[SD5 Sex<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $SD5Smoke is 2>>”Actually, I’d be willing to help your friend out. For a price, of course.” “That’s great! I knew you were a whore from the moment I saw you, didn’t I fellas?” The arranger of the affair guides you and your soon to be intimate partner into their room. [[SD5 Sex<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $SD5Smoke is 1 and $Top is 1>>”Look who came back. Is there something more we can help you with?” [[SD5Smoke<-Agree to have sex][$SD5Smoke to 2]] [[SD5 Hub<-Return]]\ <<elseif $SD5Smoke is 1>>”Look who came back. Have you decided to take us up on our offer?” [[SD5Smoke<-Agree to have sex][$SD5Smoke to 2]] [[SD5 Hub<-Return]]\ <<elseif $SD5Smoke is 0 and $Top is 1>>None of the four men pay any interest in you until you’re standing next to them. “Hey. How you all doing?” The guy closest to you decides to reply first. “Decent, just pretty hungover, haha.” “What’s the occasion?” The man slaps the person beside him on the back. “It’s my man’s bachelor party! We’re going back home after a weekend of partying.” “Yeah” another of the men joins in the conversation “except this husband-to-be is too much of a pussy to lose his virginity beforehand.” “Yeah. His uptight fiance won’t even touch his dick until he’s got a ring around that finger, so he just has to play with his prick all day! And he’s not even seen her vagina! For all this idiot knows, she has a cock.” “I’m telling you she doesn’t.” “Oh, didn’t she steal yours yet?” The men tauntingly laugh at the soon to be wed. “We thought we’d be the good friends we are and let him have a practice go on a premium hooker we got him for the night, but he wasn’t interested.” “I want my first time to be special, okay?” “Look at this guy! That chick of his has actually convinced him to be cellabate. What a loser!” “Yeah, he kicked that prostitute out before we even told him of her speciality.” “Her what?” “Ah, it doesn’t matter now, does it?” The fiance is too invested to let the other man not continue. “What speciality?” “Well, she said was an expert at taking it in the back door, you know - a fan of people fishing for brown trout. We would have told you but you kicked her out before we could mention she doesn’t mind if you use a condom or not.” “Damnit. Why didn’t you stop me?” “Oh, has Mr loyalty suddenly grown some balls? Shame you’re 12 hours too late.” The future husband curses his luck, or better yet, his own stupidity. “Bethany said I couldn’t stick my dick inside another woman’s vagina. She never said anything about an asshole.” “Aww man, why didn’t you tell us sooner? I guess we’re too late now though. I don’t know many prostitutes who work at this hour of the day. And if there is one, I don’t wanna see their tramp faces in this much sunlight.” The group of unfaithful men seem to have forgotten about your presence. Well, they don’t talk to you anymore, but you’re certain some of them are checking you out. [[SD5Smoke<-Offer your services][$SD5Smoke to 2]] [[SD5 Hub<-Return][$SD5Smoke to 1]]\ <<elseif $SD5Smoke is 0>>The four men naturally can’t keep their rubbernecking eyes from scanning your body, both as you’re walking around the parking lot, and when you decide to approach them. “Hey. How you all doing?” The guy closest to you decides to reply first. “Decent, just pretty hungover, haha.” “What’s the occasion?” The man slaps the person beside him on the back. “It’s my man’s bachelor party! We’re going back home after a weekend of partying.” “Yeah” another of the men joins in the conversation “except this husband-to-be is too much of a pussy to lose his virginity beforehand.” “Yeah. His uptight fiance won’t even touch his dick until he’s got a ring around that finger, so he just has to play with his prick all day! And he’s not even seen her vagina! For all this idiot knows, she has a cock.” “I’m telling you she doesn’t.” “Oh, didn’t she steal yours yet?” The men tauntingly laugh at the soon to be wed. “We thought we’d be the good friends we are and let him have a practice go on a premium hooker we got him for the night, but he wasn’t interested.” “I want my first time to be special, okay?” “Look at this guy! That chick of his has actually convinced him to be cellabate. What a loser!” “Yeah, he kicked that prostitute out before we even told him of her speciality.” “Her what?” “Ah, it doesn’t matter now, does it?” The fiance is too invested to let the other man not continue. “What speciality?” “Well, she said was an expert at taking it in the back door, you know - a fan of people fishing for brown trout. We would have told you but you kicked her out before we could mention she doesn’t mind if you use a condom or not.” “Damnit. Why didn’t you stop me?” “Oh, has Mr loyalty suddenly grown some balls? Shame you're 12 hours too late.” The future husband curses his luck, or better yet, his own stupidity. “Bethany said I couldn’t stick my dick inside another woman’s vagina. She never said anything about an asshole.” “Aww man, why didn’t you tell us sooner? I guess we’re too late now though. I don’t know many prostitutes who work at this hour of the day. And if there is one, I don’t wanna see their tramp faces in this much sunlight.” That’s when the man seems to remember you’re standing right next to them, taking in another look as he does, though this time, it seems to have a purpose past fulfilling lust. “Say, I don’t suppose you’re a working girl.” [[SD5Smoke<-Offer your services][$SD5Smoke to 2]] [[SD5 Hub<-Return][$SD5Smoke to 1]]<</if>>

<<if $SD5Bag is 2>>Returning to the pair, you can’t help but reactively smile upon seeing their own glee at seeing their reappeared bag. “Dude, you found it!” The man takes it from you, taking a glance inside to confirm nothing was stolen. “This was so cool of you.” “Yeah, it was, thank you.” The woman snatches it from him. “But I think I should be the one to look after it from now on.” “Fine, but I get to say “I told you so” when you lose it.” “I’m not going to make a run for it when I hear an ice cream van, unlike some people.” “Stop…you’re making me hungry.” The woman focuses on you again, reaching into her pocket as she does. A hand takes out a bundle of money. “Here, take this. It’s the least I can do.” The couple return to their room after thanking you once more. [[SD5 Hub<-Return][$SD5Bag to 3, $Money to $Money + 50]] <<elseif $SD5Bag is 1>>You approach the chill couple once more. Conversation comes fairly easily, though it also quickly returns to the topic of the rogue bag, and who is at fault for its vanishing. [[SD5 Hub<-Return]] <<elseif $Top is 1>>Slightly nervously, you approach the pair overlooking the lot. The nonchalant chick gives you a nod of the head, which also gets the man’s attention. “Heya. Say…I don’t suppose you’ve seen a bag, have you?” “Aside from the one you’ve got, obviously.” The man elbows the woman. “Duh, why would we care to ask if we’ve seen her own bag?” “Whatever.” She looks at you again. “Ignore this idiot. You don’t want to hear his story of how he lost his bag.” “You don’t know that.” “I know that.” The couple seem intent on going at each other like an old married couple, if that couple were busy relaxing a few hours ago, so you try to return the topic back to the bag. “Did you lose something?” “See, I told you she wanted to know. We had a backpack filled with some…ugh, supplies. I may have misplaced it.” “There’s no maybe. You definitely did.” “Where did you last have it?” “I actually can’t remember.” The girl looks at him disappointedly. “Anyway, if you found it, we would super appreciate it.” [[SD5 Hub<-Return][$SD5Bag to 1]]\ <<elseif $Top is 0>>Slightly nervously, you approach the pair overlooking the lot. The nonchalant chick gives you a nod of the head, which also gets the man’s attention. “Heya. Looks like I’m not the only one who forgot to put on clothes this morning. See?” He snidely looks at the lady beside him. “Difference being this gal makes the look work. You make boxers look like a potato sack.” “Ugh whatever. Say…I don’t suppose you’ve seen a bag, have you?” “Aside from the one you’ve got, obviously.” The man elbows the woman. “Duh, why would we care to ask if we’ve seen her own bag?” “Whatever.” She looks at you again. “Ignore this idiot. You don’t want to hear his story of how he lost his bag.” “You don’t know that.” “I know that.” The couple seem intent on going at each other like an old married couple, if that couple were busy "relaxing" a few hours ago, so you try to return the topic back to the bag. “Did you lose something?” “See, I told you she wanted to know. We had a backpack filled with some…ugh, supplies. I may have misplaced it.” “There’s no maybe. You definitely did.” “Where did you last have it?” “I actually can’t remember.” The girl looks at him disappointedly. “Anyway, if you found it, we would super appreciate it.” [[SD5 Hub<-Return][$SD5Bag to 1]]<</if>>

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/d3wMH0Gh/Truck.jpg]] <<if $SD5Truck is 2>>You approach the trucker yet again, and reveal that you’ve got the requested funds. “Awesome. You ready to set off now?” [[SD5 Hub<-Remain here]] [[SD5 Leave<-Leave][$Money to $Money - 200]] <<elseif $SD5Truck is 1>>You make idle chit chat with the trucker again, which comes easily enough with the pleasant man. [[SD5 Hub<-Return]] <<elseif $SD5Truck is 0 and $Top is 0>>”Hey there.” The man looks up from his large sandwich to see you standing in front of him. At taking in your modest outfit, he almost chokes on part of it. “Hi.” “Where are you headed?” The man informs you of his destination. Encouragingly, it’s only a stone’s throw away from your home city! “I’d love to help you out, but I don’t know if I can take that kind of detour with my schedule. Not unless you could make it worth my time.” “How much are you thinking?” “200$ should be enough.” //200$!// You mask your infuriation at the exorbitant cost. But with the slim chances of finding someone else going back your way, this is likely the best chance you’ve got. “I’m hanging around for a while anyway. Let me know if you want to ride passenger.” As you walk away, you’re sure he’s checking out your ass. [[SD5 Hub<-Return][$SD5Truck to 1]]\ <<elseif $SD5Truck is 0 and $Top is 1>>”Hey there.” The man looks up from his large sandwich to see you standing in front of him. “Well hey there. What can I help you with?” “Where are you headed?” The man informs you of his destination. Encouragingly, it’s only a stone’s throw away from your home city! “I’d love to help you out, but I don’t know if I can take that kind of detour with my schedule. Not unless you could make it worth my time.” “How much are you thinking?” “200$ should be enough.” //200$!// You mask your infuriation at the exorbitant cost. But with the slim chances of finding someone else going back your way, this is likely the best chance you’ve got. “I’m hanging around for a while anyway. Let me know if you want to ride passenger.” [[SD5 Hub<-Return][$SD5Truck to 1]]<</if>>

The foul toilets are just as you imagined them to be. There’s only two cubicles and one of them has a missing door. The sinks have litter at the bottom preventing the water from draining and the above mirrors host a phonebook’s worth of numbers promising great head or handjobs or sex or ambiguous “good times.” There’s a wall bound machine for condoms and period products that has been smashed open, with empty condom wrappers on the floor beneath. The only other person in there is a shady looking man who seems to be waiting for someone. <<if $SD5Toilet lt 3>> [[SD5 Pee<-Approach the man]]<</if>> [[SD5 Hub<-Return]]

<<if $SD5Keys is 1>><<set $SD5Reception to 2>><</if>>\ You enter the reception of the rundown motel’s reception, which hosts a barely held together desk, and based on the state of the place, surprisingly, a computer. <<if $SD5Reception is 0>>Behind the desk is the same lady who took your keys. She doesn’t pay you much attention, since she’s too busy pondering whatever it is occupying her mind.<<elseif $SD5Reception is 1 or $SD5Reception is 2>>Behind the desk is the same nice lady who’s still trying to cheer herself up.<<elseif $SD5Reception is 3>>Behind the desk is the same lovely lady, who’s doing her best to suppress the bursting smile.<</if>> <<if $SD5Reception lt 3>>[[SD5 Receptionist<-Approach the woman]]<</if>> <<if $SD5Bag is 1>> [[SD5 Bag<-Ask about the missing bag]]<</if>> [[SD5 Hub<-Return]]

<<if $SD5Truck is 1 and $Money gt 199>><<set $SD5Truck to 2>><</if>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Hn2qfCtB/Parking-lot.jpg]] There’s a few people around on this Sunday morning, but most of them don’t look particularly reputable. There's 2 men standing around smoking in front of a car, with another one leaning on the hood, smoking too. A final one is in the driver’s seat, talking out of the rolled down window. They seem to be nursing a hangover. On the elevated floor giving access to the second layer of rooms, there’s a couple looking around observantly, not talking much. Standing in front of a truck which presumably belongs to him, there’s a middle aged man feasting on a sandwich, relaxing before he returns to the road. There is a communal toilet at one end of the motel, which you don’t imagine smells, looks or sounds great. There’s also the woman back in the reception, who looks stressed, though she also looks as though she's trying to repress those feelings. [[SD5Smoke<-Approach the gang of smokers]] <<if $SD5Bag lt 3>>[[SD5Couple<-Talk to the couple looking over the parking lot]]<</if>> [[SD5Truck<-Greet the trucker]] [[SD5Toilet<-Check out the toilet]] [[SD5Reception<-Return to the reception]]

<<if $Top is 1 and $SD5Reception is 2>>”Hey you. How are you doing?” “I actually think I lost something. I was wondering if you might have found it.” “That would depend. What did you lose?” You relay the details of the bag that the couple shared with you. “Is it this bag?” She pulls out a black backpack from underneath her desk. Confident that it’s the lost item in question, you thank her for having looked after it, and take it from her care. [[SD5Reception<-Return][$SD5Bag to 2]]\ <<elseif $Top is 1>>”Hi. Is there something more I can help you with?” “I actually think I lost something. I was wondering if you might have found it.” “That would depend. What did you lose?” You relay the details of the bag that the couple shared with you. “Is it this bag?” She pulls out a black backpack from underneath her desk. Confident that it’s the lost item in question, you thank the stressed woman for having looked after it, and take it from her care. [[SD5Reception<-Return][$SD5Bag to 2]]\ <<elseif $Top is 0 and $SD5Reception is 2>>”Hey you. How are you doing?” “I actually think I lost something. I was wondering if you might have found it.” “That would depend. What did you lose?” You relay the details of the bag that the couple shared with you. “Is it this bag?” She pulls out a black backpack from underneath her desk. Confident that it’s the lost item in question, you thank her for having looked after it, and take it from her care. [[SD5Reception<-Return][$SD5Bag to 2]]\ <<elseif $Top is 0>>”Hi, I was wondering if you’v…” “I’m sorry, I just really don't have the time to help you right now.” You leave after the woman’s curt dismissal. [[SD5Reception<-Return]]<</if>>

<<if $Top is 0 and $SD5Reception is 2>>”Is there something more I can help you with?” “I thought you might like these.” You slyly slide the stolen car keys across her desk. It takes a moment for her to consider who they might belong to, but she seems to understand once she looks outside at the four men. “Wait, don’t tell me these are…” “Yep.” The indifferent grin on her face twirls into gleeful countenance that is barely contained. “I can’t believe you’d do this for me! Thank you!” She takes the keys and stashes in them a drawer. “I wish I could have got revenge on them myself.” You smile and attempt to leave, but she calls you back. “Wait, I want to say thank you properly.” She scrounges around in another drawer, retrieving a small piece of paper that she slides over for you to take. “Here. It’s an offer for 50$ dollars of free gas. We normally give them out when someone books a longer stay, but it’s the least I can do.” You oblige and take the show of appreciation, figuring it takes you one step closer to getting home. “Thank you.” “Of course. Oh, and I’m sorry about before. I was rather rude. I don’t know if you lost your clothes or maybe you just like going out like this but, well, you actually make the look work.” Blushing, you thank her for her complement and accept the apology, before exiting the office. [[SD5 Hub<-Continue][$SD5Reception to 3, $Money to $Money + 50]] <<elseif $Top is 1 and $SD5Reception is 2>>”Hey. Is there something more I can help you with?” “I thought you might like these.” You slyly slide the stolen car keys across her desk. It takes a moment for her to consider who they might belong to, but she seems to understand once she looks outside at the four men. “Are these…” “Yep.” She starts giggling, cheering up for the first time since yesterday. “They’ll be looking everywhere for these. Thank you. I wish I had the confidence or the chance to get back at them like you did.” “Don’t worry about it.” You begin to leave, but her voice summons you back to the desk. “Wait, I want to say thank you properly.” She scrounges around in a drawer, retrieving a small piece of paper that she slides over for you to take. “Here. It’s an offer for 50$ dollars of free gas. We normally give them out when someone books a longer stay, but it’s the least I can do.” You oblige and take the show of appreciation, figuring it takes you one step closer to getting home. [[SD5 Hub<-Continue][$SD5Reception to 3, $Money to $Money + 50]]\ <<elseif $Top is 0 and $SD5Reception is 1>>The girl barely spares a sentence for you before she has to return to work. [[SD5Reception<-Return]] <<elseif $Top is 1 and $SD5Reception is 1>>You talk to the nice girl for a while longer before she has to return to work. [[SD5Reception<-Return]] <<elseif $Top is 1>>”Hi.” “Hey there. Can I help you with anything more?” “Are you okay? You seem a little upset.” She pauses briefly, looking outside to the four men smoking. “I suppose if I can’t hide it, I might at least tell someone. It’s those assholes. They were pretty drunk when they arrived last night. And when they saw a lonely girl at reception, they figured they could take advantage of me.” “I’m so sorry, but why don’t you report it? Surely there’s some cameras that captured it all.” “There are, but it’s not that. This place has bad enough ratings as it is. If my boss saw that I got our motel some bad press, he’d fire me on the spot.” “That’s awful. I wish there was something I could do.” She wipes her eyes a little, removing evidence of tears. “Don’t worry about it. You’ve done more than enough by letting me complain to you. I just wish there was a way I could get back at them.” She talks a while longer before she regretfully has to get back to work.\ [[SD5Reception<-Return][$SD5Reception to 1]] <<else>>”Hi.” “Oh, it’s you.” She looks you up and down, unsure of what to think. “Can I help you with anything else?” “Are you okay? You seem a little upset.” She pauses briefly, looking outside to the four men smoking. “It’s nothing. You wouldn’t understand.” “Are you sure?” “And what do you care? Based on how you’re dressed, you probably welcome any advances. Well not everyone is like that, certainly not me!” “What exactly happened?” “It’s those assholes.” She nods at the 4 guys in the parking lot. “They…they can’t keep their hands to themselves.” “I’m sorry.” She shakes her head and rubs her eyes. “Whatever. I shouldn’t have said anything.” You leave. Clearly she’s upset at the men and just projecting that onto you, but you do wish there was some way you could make her feel better. [[SD5Reception<-Return][$SD5Reception to 1]]<</if>>

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2TWzmb7/Highway.jpg]] The ride home is thankfully, much more comfortable than it was to get here. The nice man’s truck is deceptively fast, and you cruise past the other vehicles that you were forced to trail behind yesterday. And your traveling partner proves to be far less testy than $Ash . He tells you the story of how he became a truck driver, his family and friends, drunk stories, and everything else he can think of. You’d love to match his own exposition and recount some fascinating tales, but most of your experiences in recent memory have been about your feminization, which, while very interesting, might not be a story for everyone.<<if $Top is 1>><<else>> You do, however, make up a funny story about how you ended up in nothing but your underwear.<</if>> When the conversation dies down on the long path home, the agreeable music he decides to play fills the air comfortably. At some point when it’s dark out, the gentleman parks his truck, letting you get out on the same street you call home. You might be more emotional about saying goodbye to such an immediately close friend were you not so exhausted. You enter the house after waving goodbye to him. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/g2s6g0dT/Bedroom_Ash.jpg]] Inside, that joyous feeling gets quickly forgotten thanks to the sight of $Ash , who’s in bed, audibly sobbing from the moment you entered. She doesn’t react to your arrival, not even to check who it is. There’s no attempt to apologize for leaving you, or even to curiously ask how you got home. But you understand clearly why that is. Her heart is broken worse than anything you could have ever done to her. No words could fix it, so you don’t try. You lay under the covers next to her. After you’re settled down and almost asleep, you feel her head lay on your chest, her arms around your body, seeking comfort and a warm embrace. [[Room<-Continue][$H to 7]] <<set $SleepProcess to 1>>\ <<set $Day to $Day + 1, $Day3 to $Day3 + 1>>\ <<if $Day3 is 8>><<set $Day3 to 1>><</if>>\ <<set $H to 2>><<set $M to 0>>\ <<if $C5 lte 0>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>><</if>>\ <<if $Bed2 is 1>><<set $Stress to $Stress - 1>><</if>>\

<<if $SD5Pee is 2>>”I could be your slut.” His face lights up like a firework display. “Really? You’d really be willing to let me do that to you? I’ll pay you, of course.” “What do you have in mind?” “Nothing special, you’d only need to open wide and let me empty my bladder inside.” He leads you inside one of the stalls, where he politely tells you to take a seat on the filthy toilet. It smells remarkably worse in here. He unzips his pants, pulls down his boxers, and lets his manhood come to life in front of your eyes. “So you don’t even want me to touch it?” “Nope. Just sit there and look pretty.” When he’s at full strength, the eye of the beast is staring straight at you. “Ready?” You nod in agreement. “One more thing. Could you close your eyes?” You oblige the minor request. There’s a few seconds of tense silence as you wait for the yellow stream to begin. You begin to worry that this is some bad prank and that he’s left you like this, or that he’s trying to rob you, though you have little on you. Such thoughts are cut off by the violent beginning of the golden tsunami, which at first hits nowhere close to your mouth, instead striking your eyelids. The man corrects his aim, and embarrassed, murmurs a sorry under his breath. The stream returns to its intended target of your mouth, which is rapidly filled, so you have to swallow it down, but that’s hard to done with an agape mouth, so your mouth keeps somehow getting fuller and fuller until it's spilling out, drooling warmly down your chin. The man has evidently not drained his lizard in an intentionally long time, so just when you think he’s empty and about to stop, your state of surprise keeps rising, which, by the sounds of it, is the same with his horniness. Just when you begin to worry about drowning in his pee, the stream trickles off, first coating your leg before it drips impotently on the floor. You open your eyes after a final swallow, taking in the final pint of urine. After what resembles orgasmic moans on his part, he attempts to return to a calm state. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wv941XG3/Pee-motel.jpg]] “That was great. You take piss like a porn star. Here.” After sheathing his manhood and pulling up his pants, he takes out a collection of notes from his pocket, tossing them into your lap. He takes off without another word, though undoubtedly grateful for you saving his day. You recover as best you can following the degrading act, picking up the cash he left for you. [[SD5Toilet<-Return][$SD5Toilet to 3, $Money to $Money + 50, $PissS to $PissS + 1]] <<elseif $SD5Pee is 1>>”Hey again.” The man looks a little more agitated this time, but the fact that he’s still here means he’s at least a little optimistic that his date is going to arrive. “Hey.” [[SD5 Pee<-Offer to be his slut][$SD5Pee to 2]] [[SD5Toilet<-Return]] <<elseif $SD5Pee is 0 and $Top is 1>>The man perks up at seeing you slowly walking up to him. “Are you the person?” “Person? Who are you waiting for?” “Damnit, so you’re not. I had a date with someone.” “And you were meeting them in these dingy toilets?” “Well, it wasn’t as though we were going on a picnic.” He looks sadly towards the cubicles. “People can be so unreliable.” Sensing an opportunity, you press for details. “What exactly were you going to do then?” “I don’t want to be improper.” “I think I can take whatever you have in mind.” He contemplates you for a moment. “I paid this slut to let me pee in her mouth. There. Go ahead and judge me.” [[SD5 Pee<-”I can be your slut…][$SD5Pee to 2]] [[SD5Toilet<-Leave][$SD5Pee to 1]] <<elseif $SD5Pee is 0 and $Top is 0>>The man perks up at seeing you slowly walking up to him. “Are you the person?” “Person? Who are you waiting for?” “Damnit, so you’re not. I had a date with someone.” “And you were meeting them in these dingy toilets?” “Well, it wasn’t as though we were going on a picnic.” He looks sadly towards the cubicles. “People can be so unreliable.” Sensing an opportunity, you press for details. “What exactly were you going to do then?” Judging you and your outfit, he seems to deem you to be degenerative enough for the truth. “I paid this slut to let me pee in her mouth.” [[SD5 Pee<-”I can be your slut…][$SD5Pee to 2]] [[SD5Toilet<-Leave][$SD5Pee to 1]]<</if>>

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/W13VctCr/Unmade_bed.jpg]] From the moment you step into the vacant room, it becomes clear that it’s still teeming with signs of the party’s activities last night. No one even pretended to have made the bed, and there’s a small liquor store’s worth of empty bottles and cans of beer littering the floor. “Looks like we forgot to tidy up, sorry.” Perhaps uncoincidentally, the fiance seems to be the nicest man of the group. After closing the door behind you, the man takes a seat on the bed, seemingly unsure of how to initiate sex. He really is a virgin. You’d love to tell him to be blunt about it. After all, you are prostituting yourself just for some cash. He has no need to be subtle. ”So, err, how would you like to do this?” Something of an expert at being penetrated, you look past the man, onto the double bed. You slide onto it, past his shaking eyes. Seductively crawling onto the mattress, you rest in a doggy style position. Touching your chin to your shoulder, you turn around to call him to you with 2 salacious eyes. “Rough.” He seems to pick up what you’re putting down, and he shambles behind you until his crotch, including a throbbing member trapped behind a pair of constrained jeans, slams into your pointed ass. You arch your back to look as sexy as possible from behind, and listen as he unzips his flier, pulling his pants down, followed by your own clothes, panties included. His raw dick enters you before you even remember to ask if he has any condoms. True to his virgin nature, he’s sloppy in his performance. He’s certainly not making love to you, he’s just awkwardly jamming his dick in and out of you rather dryly for a while until you decide to speak up to give him some pointers. “You don’t want to lean on your partner so much when you’re doing doggy style.” “Oh right. Thanks.” “And if you wanted to spank me a bit, or pull my hair, I wouldn’t mind.” “Really? Alright.” The inexperienced fiance seems to take your advice to heart. He seems to enjoy it more now, based on his louder moans, and how he gets increasingly aggressive when he slaps your ass. And it actually makes the situation more pleasurable for you. If only you could brag to his partner about how you’ve helped her out. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/zfCPDtp9/Anal-motel.jpg]] <<if $Horny gt 8>>The fun continues for a while longer, with your own pleasure growing in parallel to the man, until the screams of lust exiting your mouth eclipse his entirely. The stress of the past 24 hours has clearly made you forget just how horny you were, because you can feel an orgasm approaching, rapidly. “Harder, harder, HARDER!” Even with a beginner at sex, your prostate gets tickled enough with his feather duster that you get a toe curling shudder of an orgasm for your trouble, and the sensation of leaking in your asshole and the man slowing down means he’s just felt the same divine thing.\ <<else>>You listen to the man approach an orgasm, while you’re left faking moans. It’s not that the sex is worthless, and it’s also not that you’re not horny, but the overwhelming toll of a twelve hour bus ride, a nights’ sleep on a crappy motel mattress, and whatever things you saw in the secret facility has left you rather indifferent to this type of pleasure. You need another rest more than you need this sex. But you also understand that for that, you need to get home. And to do that, you have to prostitute yourself. So whilst you feel a distinct leaking in your asshole and the grunts of the fiance, you mimic your own orgasm.<</if>> The man creeps away to the bathroom, presumably to clean up a bit. You put your attire back into place and try not to think about the situation you’re in. //Maybe being a prostitute isn’t that bad// After debating that thought for a little while, you spot something of note on a coffee table. Next to the room keys, are the keys to the man’s car, and presumably his house too. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/GhNDZR0q/Car-keys.jpg]] <<if $SD5Reception is 1>>Maybe this is a chance to get retribution for the receptionist!<<else>>Sure, you can’t think of a good reason to take them, but he won’t notice if they go missing, and these people are bad people, right? They’re willing to cheat on the love of their life on a technicality. What have you got to lose?<</if>> [[SD5 Sex 2<-Steal the keys][$SD5Keys to 1]] [[SD5 Sex 2<-Leave them alone]]

<<if $Horny gt 8>><<set $Horny to 0>><<else>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 2>><</if>>\ <<set $AnalS to $AnalS + 2>>\ <<if $SD5Keys is 1 and $Top is 1>>With a check to see the cheating fiance isn’t returning to the room, you take the keys before he has a chance to come back.\ <<elseif $SD5Keys is 1>>With a check to see the cheating fiance isn’t returning to the room, you take the keys and do your best to hide them, which, with your lack of clothes, is rather hard to do, but you manage to find a place to stash them. It’s not like your butt isn’t stretched right now anyway.\ <<else>>You opt not to take the car keys. Just because these men are bad, doesn’t mean you have to be.<</if>> “Thank you. You were really great.” “Sure. Has your buddy got the money?” “Yeah, he should still be outside.” You leave to reacquaint yourself with the supposed pimp, who looks beaming that he actually got his best friend to cheat on his future wife. “You did it?! That’s amazing. Tell me, was his dick as small as I think it is? He’s always so protective of it when we work out together, such a pussy. Here!” He hands you a collection of notes totalling 100$, which you proudly take for your work. //His wife’s pussy will never compare to my pussy// [[SD5 Hub<-Continue][$SD5Smoke to 3, $Money to $Money + 100]]

Entering room 68, your teacher is standing clearly awaiting yours and $Ash ‘s arrival, as her eyes are locked on you from the moment your feet enter the room. “I’m glad you’re both here. There’s a lot we need to talk about. Firstly, this.” <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>>holds up her phone so that you can both see it. The display is clearly visible for you to stare at worryingly. It’s the software used to control your chastity device, with one green backed wall hosting a single sentence. “User unlocked.” “It seems you two had quite the busy weekend. You took a trek across the country to unlock your devices, right? Well, you must be quite pleased with the result, $name .” <<if visited("SD 5i+")>>To your side, $Ash seems confused, but then she understands that she’s bearing more of your teacher’s scorn than you are. <</if>><<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 looks almost betrayed by your actions, but you don’t want to cut her off and tell her it happened so quickly that you couldn’t stop it.<<else>>If only you had more time to appreciate it.<</if>> “And you, $Ash , must be pretty disappointed. How does it feel to know you won’t ever have access to your pussy again?” $Ash ‘s temper is never a calm thing, and you can almost hear her blood boiling. More concerningly is her hands, which are balled up into fists, ready strike if your teacher says just one more word. “You’re a bitch. You’ve ruined my life. I’ll never forget this.” “I’m devastated. But, I have to applaud your attempt at getting out. When I saw that you were unlocked, $name , I knew you two must have been up to something. And I’m willing to bet you were the brains behind it, right, $Ash ?” She’s silent, and that gives <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>>the answer she suspected. “But how could I forget, that’s not all, is it?” Her eyes turn to you once more. “Your perversions for looking into women’s underwear drawers will keep getting you in trouble, $name . I could tell the moment I looked through my clothes that you had rummaged through them, and the security cameras proved that you were there.” She shows another image on her phone, this time, a screenshot of $Ash leading the way in breaking into her house. “I’m not sure why you two decided to show up to my apartment uninvited, but I doubt that was the first step in your escape plan, was it $Ash ? That, and whatever else you did was all for nothing. You’re trapped forever, and I’ll be locking you back up later, at the end of the day.” She returns to her desk, and the classroom fills up with the rest of the student body. Throughout the lesson, you have to maintain your composure that your teacher actually figured out what you were up to. $Ash doesn’t make any attempt to make it seem like she’s listening. Her eyes never stray from your diabolical teacher. [[Secret Desires 6b<-Continue][$H to 12]]

At lunchtime, you try to find $Ash , who’s just as she was outside the facility yesterday. She’s corpse-like on a bench, thinking who-knows-what. You take a seat next to her. “I wish I never came to this school.” //Says you// “I’m sorry $Ash . What do you want to do now?” “I want…revenge.” “Revenge? On Miss $Gray ?” You’re shocked that she’s willing to fight cruel power so brazenly. “Yes.” “Like what? Cutting her brake lines?” “No, that’s too simple. Don’t you see? That wouldn’t get to her. She revels in torturing us, in knowing that we have no choice but to put up with it because she’s the one in control. Sending her to the hospital for a week would annoy her, not make her hate herself like this. We can fight fire with fire. We can ruin her image, destroy her self esteem. Make her look like a hypocrite in front of her steadfast rules. That’ll hurt her more than any car accident.” <<if $BlackmailDatePhone is 1>>During her monologue, the blackmail you have on your teacher comes to mind. Thousands of incriminating messages that would certainly get you something from her. Sure, you don’t know what, but it would be something. Or, you could go with $Ash ‘s plan of payback. [[Secret Desires 6 Blackmail<-Explain the blackmail you have][$BlackmailDatePhone to 2]] [[Secret Desires 6 Ash<-Go with her plan][$Revenge to 1]]\ <<else>>[[Secret Desires 6 Ash<-Continue][$Revenge to 1]]<</if>>

“There might be an easier way.” $Ash looks disbelieving at you. “And what’s that?” You show her the files you have on your phone. She barely needs to scroll through 10 messages to understand the power what you have has. “$name , this is amazing!” She hugs you in pure amazement. “Do you realize what we can do with this?” You shrug. “Forget revenge. With this, we can get rid of her entirely!” “But if we go to the police, won’t her friends come after us?” “They would, so that’s why we tell her to resign from Farrix. And if she doesn't then we threaten to go to the police. They’d be hurt a lot more than we would if this got out. She’ll have no choice!” “Do you really think this will work?” “There’s only one way to find out.” [[Secret Desires 6b Blackmail<-Continue][$H to 16]]

”Alright, let’s do it.” $Ash looks at you, pleased at your agreement. “Good. We’ll go to her later to get your cage locked. From now on, we don’t have to care about looking like the perfect students. And I think I’ve got the perfect way to start off our plan." [[Secret Desires 6 Ash 2<-Continue][$H to 16]]

It’s the end of the school day, and your teacher is expecting you to meet her so that she can lock your chastity cage once more. She’s eager to get the task done when you arrive in her otherwise empty classroom. $Ash is with you too, perhaps looking for inspiration for her future shenanigans. <<if $GrayBestie is 0>>It’s eerily quiet as Miss $Gray checks your crotch, clicking the device back into place, blocking out your freedom before you even had a chance to enjoy it. Your teacher doesn’t seem to be in the mood to train you anymore today, so she quickly dismisses you afterwards.\ <<elseif $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 says very little as she reattaches your chastity cage. It’s concerning, largely because you don’t want to ruin your positive relationship with her. It’s saved you from greater punishment in the past, so losing it would be really bad for you. Hopefully, she will assume your submissive tendencies continued when you assisted $Ash in escaping your chastity devices. Sadly, with the hectic day you had yesterday, you were never able to make use of your freedom like you would have liked to. She dismisses you quickly afterwards. Evidently, she’s not in the mood to train you anymore today.<</if>> $Ash leaves, and you follow her, like a good sissy always does. [[Secret Desires 6 Ash End<-Continue]]

It’s the end of the school day, and your teacher is expecting you to meet her so that she can lock your chastity cage once more. But you, along with $Ash , have other plans. $Gray2 ‘s classroom is empty except for her when you arrive. “Good, you’re here. I’ve wasted enough time on you two today. Let’s get this over with.” But when she summons you closer, you remain still. “I don’t think so. Your reign of terror is over.” $Gray2 almost smiles at $Ash ‘s interruption. That’s very cute $Ash . I’d love to lock your vagina up as punishment, but I guess I’ll never have to do that again, will I? Now, $name, get here.” “Shut up and listen you dumb whore.” $Ash slams down a stack of paper, evidently having printed off the proof of her corruption. We’ve got enough on you to send you to prison for a lifetime, and you can rip up these sheets if you want, because we’ve got back ups for back ups. You and your friends are fucked, unless you do exactly what I say.” Your teacher remains silent at the front of the classroom, their positions from the start of the day reversed in surprising fashion. While $Gray2 attempts to remain stoic and in control of the situation, you can tell she’s flustered. “How did you…” She violently turns from $Ash to you. “$name ! How could you do this to me?! I opened up to you, and this is how you repay me? By going through my phone? I expected this from $Ash , but I thought you were better. Was it all a ploy to get closer to me? Is this because of you, you bitch?!” “It doesn’t matter. The results are the same. And unless you want this evidence of your corruption going to the police and maybe every news station in the city while I’m at it, you’re going to do what you’re told. Understood?” $Gray2 utters nothing. “You’re going to resign. Leave this school. Start day drinking or get another job, I don’t care. But I won’t see you here, or anywhere else. Do I make myself clear?” “But…$Ash…you..you..you don’t understand. You see, I can’t just leave like that, there’s paperwork and things that need to be filled out.” “Too bad. You got this job through corruption. I’m sure you can get out of it through the same. I want a new teacher tomorrow, not your manipulative ass.” $Ash storms out, radiating furious glee at having rid herself of $Gray2 . $Gray2 , on the other hand, does nothing but silently look at you. She knows you screwed her over. You don’t have the courage to brag about it, nor to apologize. You’re simply so shocked that you’re actually going to be free of Miss $Gray and her feminization. Without another word uttered, you head for the door. “I thought this meant something to you.” $Gray2 is staring at the tattoo on her arm, the one that matches your own. For you, it’s a symbol marking how you rid yourself of a demon. For her, it's a forever reminder to never get close to someone. [[Secret Desires 6b End<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 9>>\ <<set $House to 5>>\ <<set $DressUn to 1, $PJUn to 1, $SkirtUn to 1, $SU1 to 0, $SUBlue to 0, $SUBlack to 0, $SUPink to 0, $MaidA to 1, $PantsUn to 1, $BlouseUn to 1, $Top to 1, $Bottom to 1, $Outfit to 1, $SocksM to 0, $TightsA to 0, $TightsB to 0, $TightsC to 0, $TightsD to 0, $TightsE to 0, $PantyhoseA to 1, $PantyhoseB to 0, $PantyhoseC to 0,$PantyhoseD to 0, $PantyhoseE to 0, $PantyhoseF to 0, $PantyhoseG to 0, $PantyhoseH to 0, $PantyhoseI to 0, $PantyhoseJ to 0, $StockingsA to 0, $StockingsB to 0, $StockingsC to 0, $StockingsD to 0, $StockingsE to 0, $StockingsF to 0, $StockingsG to 0, $StockingsH to 0, $StockingsI to 0, $StockingsJ to 0, $GarterUn to 1, $ShoesC to 0, $ShoesA to 0, $ShoesB to 0, $ShoesC to 0, $ShoesD to 0, $ShoesE to 1, $ShoesF to 0>>\ <<if $ChoresPunish gt 0>>You awaken to see Miss $Gray leering at you from the tiny doorway of your kennel. "It really is a shame that we couldn't find a kennel with a small closet for your clothes. Maybe that's a new chore idea - contsructions and renovations to the house." $Hannah is beside her, and you hope her interuption makes Miss $Gray to forget to make a note of her idea. "Come on, sissy. Me and my girlfriend have a lovely date ahead." “Wakeup sissy. We’ve got quite the day planned. Me and your lovely step sister wanted to go on another date.”\ <<else>>As you've brcome familiar with on Saturdays, the rummaging around of Miss $Gray in your room is the thing to stir you. This week, she’s in your closet, where she takes out your maid dress and matching heels, and then places them on the bed that you emerge from. $Hannah is in the doorway, looking eager to see what the day has in store. “Wakeup sissy. We’ve got quite the day planned. Me and your lovely step sister wanted to go on another date.”<</if>> “Right. But this time, we want more than our makeup and nails done. Before we go to a fancy restaurant, we need to get new outfits.” “A complete new look. And who better to help us with that than a sissy like you, who spends all day dreaming about pretty little skirts and dresses. So hurry up and get your uniform on. We’ve got a busy day ahead.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/8PQpVq4C/Short-maid-dress.png]] Wiping the grogginess away, you do as commanded, adorning the black and white uniform on your tired body, meeting the two women in the hallway. Somewhat nicely, public humiliation seems to sting less when you’re just awakening. [[House 4b<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

<<set $HouseOutfit to 0>>Just as your previous excursions with $Hannah and Miss $Gray , the car ride ends with you parked in the middle of the densest part of the city, both in terms of shops, and people. The two women exit the vehicle first, and you're left to follow suit. The first stop on the trip is an extravagant clothing store, Feminal Sun, which specializes in women’s apparel. All the mannequins on display are decked out in all manners of ladies’ clothing, from jeggings to ball gowns, and the women you’re following are looking for something in the middle. While the store is certainly luxurious, and values quality over quantity, which is obvious from the decor, a quick check at a price tag on a simple pair of slacks confirms that this is not the type of store for you and your modest budget. For the two working women you’re with though, it seems this location is the first port of call for new clothes. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/xCV196Yp/House-4-mannequinn-1.jpg]] They set about looking for an appropriate outfit. Miss $Gray heads in the direction of the dresses, while $Hannah prefers the skirts, and presumably with a new blouse to match. [[House 4c<-Follow your teacher][$HouseOutfit to 1]] [[House 4c<-Follow your stepsister][$HouseOutfit to 2]] [[House 4c<-Wander off alone][$HouseOutfit to 3]]

<<if $HouseOutfit is 1>>While the outfits Miss $Gray normally adorns for Farrix are teasingly slim fitted, you’ve seen that trend alter since you’ve started living with her, especially on weekends. They are still incredibly sexy, but they might be flared instead, or don’t give a wide view of her cleavage. The dress she seems to be looking for right now is more like that. “What do you think, girl? I know you’re probably eyeing the pink dresses with bows and frills, but that’s not a refined woman’s style. What I need is something more mature. Black is always a classic, but it’s very unoriginal if you want to look good as a woman. White is almost the same, though obviously you have to worry about stains more, and with you still perfecting your maid skills, I’m not sure that’s a good idea. Light colors are too “cute” for me, I’m looking for something hotter, so that rules out a fair few shades. Gray, purple, dark green or navy are always classics, but for tonight, I want something special. This is mine and $Hannah ‘s first date with you as our maid. And for me, that means only one thing: red.” “Why red?” Miss $Gray almost sighs, but she then decides to teach you a lesson. “Red is a beautiful color. On some women, it can be cute. On some, it can be sexy. And on others, it can be whorish. That versatility is great. I mastered the balance of all three a long time ago. I’d wear it everyday if I could, but then it would be less special. As you’ve no doubt come to realize, the only color I’ll allow on my nails is red. That’s for the same reason. Not only is it sexy on me, it projects power, and confidence. Your step sister still likes her array of shades, but in time, she’ll agree with me.” “Do you prefer dresses to skirts and blouses?” “Most of the time, yes. They’re much more simple, since you only have to worry about one item of clothing. And I’ve observed the effects they have on both men, and women. Dresses are just sexier, since it’s only one item between being intimate with a person. That’s not to say a skirt doesn’t have its place, but I definitely prefer the alternative.” <<elseif $HouseOutfit is 2>>$Hannah tends to dress as professionally as her counterpart, maybe that’s even one of the reasons they get along so well, and so it’s no surprise that she’s enjoying the shopping of skirts in this store. “What are you looking for?” “I’m not quite sure yet, $name . I think I see a blouse that I like, but then it doesn’t match with the skirt that I’m eyeing. I understand why $Gray2 prefers dresses.” She sighs. “Do you prefer a skirt and blouse?” “Definitely. It’s more complicated, sure, since you have to ensure they match not only with each other, but also then your bag and heels, but I like the creativity that it allows me to channel. You can get a bizarre, though beautiful, mix of colors. It takes a lot of skill in knowing if a look works. A reliable method is to have one plain item, and then one eye catching item.” “Don’t you ever wear pants to work?” “I used to, but your teacher isn’t the biggest fan of them. But fashion wise, they’re largely the same. Of course, some men will call you a prude for your choices, but you can counter them by your choice in a blouse. And if you do wear pants, you also get to wear a belt with them, which can be the eye catching piece instead.” “Is there anything else that wearing pants changes?” “Well, they lend themself better to flat shoes, I suppose. Of course, my work place frowns upon such shoes, but if it’s a bad day, wearing them can make life a lot easier. It also means that you don’t have to worry about getting a ladder in your pantyhose. Well, I suppose not completely, but it’s a lot more common to get a run at your thighs or calf than it is at your feet. If you wanted to, you could even wear socks instead. Well, you can’t. I know $Gray2 doesn’t allow it, but most women can. It looks tacky, but you can. Knee high stockings do exist, which have the same look as pantyhose under slacks, but $Gray2 really doesn’t like them. She considers them “lazy”, and “half-assing womanhood". I don’t really agree with that, but I prefer pantyhose anyway."\ <<elseif $HouseOutfit is 3>>Leaving the other women to their shopping, at least for now, you observe the clothing in the luxury store. There’s not just the clothing that Miss $Gray and $Hannah are interested in, there’s also pants and jeans. All of the jeans are incredibly tight and form fitting, so there are no so called “mom jeans.” And most of the denim that is there have some bedazzlement on the rear, featuring love hearts and embroidered butterflies, as if the form fitting jeans didn’t draw enough attention to the butt as is. “If I were you” $Hannah has wandered over to where you are “I wouldn’t waste your time buying anything from this section. $Gray2 hates that I let you have pants at all, even if they are for girls. I don't think she'd let you buy more with her here. Besides, you don’t want any of these jeggings anyway.” “Why not?” “While they might look the same as jeans, they don’t do nearly as much to shape your body. Put it this way, have you ever worn a pair of pants that were really tight in the butt?” You nod your head. “That’s because they’re designed to frame your ass as best as they possibly can. Jeggings or leggings don’t do that. As comfortable as they are, you’re better off with something that makes you look good.” “What about shorts?” “To $Gray2 , they’re almost the same. If you go to the trouble of shavi… “...ng, moisturizing and caring for your legs, you might as well show them off in something more flattering.” Miss $Gray has returned to where the two of you are. “Skirts and shorts do almost the same thing, but skirts are so much more appealing. It’s a shame more women haven’t realized that.”<</if>> After you all wander around the store some more, Miss $Gray and $Hannah decide it’s time to try on some outfits, and it’s your job to help them. But sadly, that’s not nearly as sexy as you thought it would be. One of the women takes a seat outside the changing rooms, and you enter it with the other. There, you help unzip them from their current outfit, but they make you turn around to avoid seeing them in their underwear. The most you’re left with is seeing a hint of bra strap whilst you help them zip their new outfits on. Whenever the ladies give opinions on each others’ outfits, you try to contribute your own, but they just talk over you. As rude as that is, it makes you question if they really needed to invite you along, or if they just wanted to publicly humiliate you some more. The whole process takes several hours, and leaves you dramatically more turned on. In the end, Miss $Gray buys a beautiful red dress, and $Hannah , a blouse and skirt, with a statement red belt. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/MT3y6wSc/Gray-red-dress.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5tSzMS3q/Hannah-shopping.jpg]] [[House 4d<-Continue][$H to $H + 5, $Horny to $Horny + 3]]

<<if $Horny gt 10>><<set $Horny to 10>><</if>>\ “Where next, honey?” The way $Hannah asks that makes it seem like there’s several more stops planned. “I think we need some new shoes to match our new outfits, don’t you?” “It’d be nice, but I’m not sure if we have time for that and to check out the perfume store.” “Perfume? I don't think you need any more perfume, babe. Have you seen your vanity table?” “Yeah, and it’s not nearly as cluttered as your shoe closet is.” The women pause in the middle of the street, with you stuck in the middle. “If we go to the shoe store, our maid can help us and give us those foot massages like you wanted.” “I thought you meant an actual massage, not something from $name .” “This is what you wanted a maid for though, wasn’t it? To have someone to help you around the house? To take care of you?” “Well, yeah, but it’s not like he’s been properly trained to be a maid.” “Hold on, not “properly trained?” You know that ever since I met her, I’ve been making her become more and more submissive, right?” “I do, yeah, not that you have ever told me why…” “We’ve talked about this before; my work’s very important, but there’s a lot I’m not allowed to talk about.” “And do you know how much that hurts me? That my girlfriend can’t even tell me what her actual job is?” “No, I don’t, but I told you this before we properly started dating. You can’t keep holding it against me.” “Why not? What could your work be when you took an innocent boy and made him into a sissy?” “She was never innocent and you know that. Even when we met, when you were worried after she stole your panties, she was NOT innocent. And ever since then, she’s been far better behaved.” “If she’s so much better behaved, why do you have to keep reporting her progress to your friends? Whenever we go on a date, you can’t go an hour without checking your phone for replies from them.” “I’m not explaining this now, if ever, okay?” “Why not? I’ve told you so much about myself but you never open up to me.” “ENOUGH. WE’VE TALKED ABOUT THIS PLENTY OF TIMES BEFORE AND IT’S GOING TO BE THE SAME ANSWER. NOW SHUT UP.” $Hannah silently looks at her girlfriend, unsure whether to continue arguing or comply. “Let’s…let’s go home.” [[Home 4e<-Continue][$H to $H + 2]]

The car ride home is awkward. You don’t dare murmur a word, but that’s not important since you’re too busy thinking about the things $Hannah let slip during their argument anyway. Conversation, light at first, picks up between the two women, about comfortable topics. In the end, they opt to still go on the date, though their relationship was definitely tested today. They still insist on making you do their makeup and nails, where you continue to add nothing to the conversation. They put on their new outfits. Miss $Gray takes a long time to decide on a pair of heels, while $Hannah has to conclude on what perfume is best. Ultimately, they leave for their date alone, letting you stay behind. That’s when it hits you. You’re left completely alone in the house. If you wanted to, you could sneak into $Hannah and Miss $Gray ‘s room. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/GpCDN5km/Door.jpg]] [[House 4 Sneak<-Enter their bedroom][$H to 21]] [[Room<-Leave it alone][$H to 21]]

The bedroom is largely as you remember from the last time you entered, though it’s not free from Miss $Gray ‘s touch. There’s two vanity tables now, as well as even more furniture for holding clothes. A desk lies in the corner, presumably for holding your teacher’s computer. [[Check bedside table->House4 Bedside table]] [[Check the closets->House4 Closet]] [[Check the vanity table->House4 Vanity table]] <<if $WeddingBlackmail is 1>>You've already used the computer<<else>>[[Check the desk->House 4 Desk]]<</if>> [[Room<-Leave]]

Wandering over to the computer, you’re surprised to see the power light is already on, yet the monitor’s black. Eagerly, you wiggle the mouse. After a couple second delay, the screen comes to life. In her hurry to leave for their date, she forgot to log out! Inside her files could be a gold mine of information! Maybe you could finally figure out why you were sent to Farrix. [[House 4 Sneak<-Return]] [[House 4 Computer 2<-Explore her computer]]

The two vanity tables, even from the items of furniture alone, are distinct from one another. $Gray’s is mature, while $Hannah ‘s looks like she had it as a child. The white wood used contrasts with girly stickers which cover it like bugs. And while your stepsister’s vanity table is a mess of dozens of bottles of nail polish, lipstick and eyeshadow palettes, your teacher’s hosts a much more organized collection of makeup. It seems Miss $Gray discovered a long time ago what colors look good on her, or at the very least, what commands the most respect. Even her perfume bottles are minimalistic. She has only three vials of sweet scents, which you assume are “work” “home” and “other.” $Hannah ‘s meanwhile, threaten to topple over onto the floor. Most of them barely look to have lost any liquid, while even those that are scraped clean of fluid haven’t been thrown out. You’re beginning to see Miss $Gray ‘s point about her obsession. [[House 4 Sneak<-Return]]

There are a pair of closets in the women’s room. You're familiar with $Ash ‘s, which host a plethora of blouses and skirts, with the occasional dress mixed in. What’s more intriguing though, is what’s inside your teacher’s cupboard. The inside of that doesn’t contain many surprises, or so you think at first. Dresses hang from the bar inside, neatly spaced apart so that they aren’t cramped together. At the bottom are all her shoes. Despite the range of colors, they all have one thing in common: a heel. And the smallest heel is at least 5 inches off the ground. The only ones in the closet that you don’t think you’ve ever seen her wear are the boots, some of which go up to the knee, while some go well past that to the thigh. All of them look incredibly sexy. The last thing to catch your eye is a chest at the bottom. Opening it up, you see something very, very interesting. Not that your teacher shouldn’t have a box of sex toys, but you never imagined that she would. Rummaging around, you see the collection isn’t terribly expansive. There are a couple of dildoes, presumably for what is also in the box - strap ons. //Does Miss $Gray peg $Hannah with this?// If she did, the lubricant alongside it certainly helps, and the rope and handcuffs would make it even more interesting. They’re all, sadly, clean of any sexual juices. You close the chest. [[House 4 Sneak<-Return]]

Almost magnetized, you approach the bedside tables. $Hannah ‘s drawers are just as you remember them. There’s a bunch of cute panties in one drawer, and bras in another. In the bottom one, there’s her hosiery. There’s some socks with intricate patterns, but the fact that they're at the bottom of the pile makes you think that they don’t see a lot of usage. Above them, are all of her nylons. There are a few pairs of stockings and garter belts, but mostly, they’re all pantyhose. But of course, you’ve already been in $Hannah ‘s panty drawer. What you are much more curious about is Miss $Gray ‘s. As you approach it, you’re glad to see there’s no locks on it. As bizarre as that would be, it wouldn’t be terribly surprising given your teacher’s opposition to you entering her room, likely because you would look in her panty drawer. So naturally, you decide to prove her right. Her panties could be considered conservative. Certainly not because of their style, in fact, in that regard, they’re quite slutish, but they are modest in regards to color. They are all dark shades. Amidst all the black are grays and purples and blues and reds. Notable in their absence, there are no pinks or whites or similar light colors. Maybe she thinks they look too submissive, or “cute”. The coolest designs are the ones with lace trims and panels, because there are certainly no stripes or dotted patterns. They are all made of satin or silk or similar fancy materials. Her bras are largely the same. Except unlike most girls, hers are kept in excellent condition. They still have even padding, and no underwires are even close to poking out. Her nylons take up two drawers, and they are exclusively stockings and thigh highs, all complemented with a garter belt. And they are kept in fine condition, as though they weren’t even worn. Even the slightest ladder or ripped stocking is discarded. In the second drawer, there are a couple of teddies, which have garter straps attached at the bottom. Miss $Gray surely keeps a close enough eye on her lingerie to ensure you couldn’t take an item without her noticing, prompting a search of the entire property to recover it. That said, maybe you might be able to get sexual satisfaction with some. <<if $Horny gt 8>>[[House 4 Masturbate<-Masturbate]]<<else>>You're not horny enough to do that.<</if>> [[House 4 Sneak<-Return]]

Lude thoughts race around your mind like birds in a cartoon. You take a rough handful of the delicate lingerie. Panties, bras and stockings that your domineering teacher has worn close to herself in the most intimate of ways. Holding them in your hand sends you scrambling for a dildo. You think at first about the bras - how they hug her breasts, containing them in the name of modesty, but the way they move in them, and how the cups force them together, it’s almost too much to handle. Maybe the bras become shaped by Miss $Gray ‘s breasts, altering the DNA of the lingerie itself. Maybe they became stained with nipple discharge. You’ll never know, because she’ll never let you see her breasts, but you can imagine. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/QxyNqJDm/House-4-Bra-1.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/x1NfpNT2/House-4-Bra-2.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/3JRJpbsW/House-4-Bra-3.jpg]] You lubricate the dildo and shove it in your ass in almost the same second. There’s no time for foreplay. It struggles at first, but it still gets rammed inside you regardless. Vigorously you thrust it, making it dash for your prostate. Then, you consider the stockings, which are almost weightless in your hands. The sight of Miss $Gray ‘s long legs peeking from beneath a skirt is hot enough, but the sensual second layer the nylon gives is added fuel to the flames of desire. You feel the foot part in your hand. It doesn’t matter how many times they’ve been washed, because it still feels depraved to hold it to your nose and take in a deep whiff. It’s where her feet have been for hours on end, sweating into the pores of the fabric, as she berated you, chastised you, and forced you to serve her as a maid. And it’s how she has sex with your stepsister. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/TPCQF1PR/House-4-Stockings-1.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/xd0t6Mnx/House-4-Stockings-2.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/0yGVGcRK/House-4-Stockings-3.jpg]] You’re moaning now, as every insertion and extraction of the fake cock plows into and out of your asshole, with every jerk back inside causing temporary nirvana. Finally, you take a hold of the panties. They’re all so pretty, so soft. They’re almost hypnotic. Even with no one wearing them, you feel powerless against them. The degeneracy increases once again as you hold them up to your nose. It’s where her pussy had been compressed maybe a day ago. All her sexual fluids from being turned on leaked here, staining the gusset. Your tongue joins the action, stroking the fabric. You’re not even thinking about licking the vagina that was here, only the panties. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Y9wkDtdq/House-4-Panties-1.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/W4ZT7d6H/House-4-Panties-2.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/132y6G6F/House-4-Panties-3.jpg]] Your prostate can only handle so much pounding before you feel your clitty leaking inside your chastity cage. The orgasm lasts long, even though it’s hard to tell when it actually ends. When the pleasure subsides, you try to recover. Your violated asshole misses the dildo once it’s removed, but you’re far too exhausted to masturbate again. [[House 4 Sneak<-Continue][$H to $H + 2, $Horny to 2, $Stress to $Stress - 2, $Anal to $Anal + 1]]

You begin by checking the gallery on Miss $Gray ‘s computer, maybe because of lingering hopes of seeing her nude. Of course, there aren’t any nudes of Miss $Gray on her computer, nor are there any off $Hannah . Most of the pictures on there are, in fact, under a folder called “$name “. The first one is a simple head picture, from before you even started at Farrix. There’s also one of the chastity cage she first put you in, and then you wearing that cage. There’s similar pictures documenting her feminization of you. They’re all here, from wearing panties, to pantyhose, then skirts. The most recent ones are the pictures of her forced remodeling of your room, then ones of you in your maid uniform. There are even shots of her nails from just a week ago, when you painted them! It’s embarrassing seeing your transformation from normal, if slim and unsculpted, man, to sissified maid like this. None of the other pictures in her gallery are that interesting. It’s clear that she doesn’t travel much, and she doesn’t seem to have a family either. The only notable pictures are a couple of her with $Hannah , all of which are dated since you moved here. There’s also a couple of what you assume to be her cat. After that, you check her emails. Her cluttered inbox is most recently filled with a very interestingly titled back and forth, between her and an email address that’s hard to correlate to words. -------------------------------------------------------------- Re: Sped up proposal $Gray2 , Make that 6 weeks. Here’s the document for you and the stepsister to sign. X [img[https://i.postimg.cc/BQK1sJ7S/Certificate.png]] -------------------------------------------------------------- Mr X, I understand. But you knew that I never liked this client. And I cannot promise the same result if we rush things along. If this is what you want, then I concur. It’ll be done in 2 months. -------------------------------------------------------------- Re: Sped up proposal $Gray2 , I understand your apprehension, but this is no longer a choice. The client has made it clear they want the entire operation done soon. I know you hadn’t planned for this, but understand that it results in a bigger pay for all of us. X -------------------------------------------------------------- Re: Sped up proposal Mr X, As I mentioned before, the process is going along smoothly. But I thought I had made it clear this wasn’t necessary. Everything is going according to the plan and the timeline. Speeding up the proposal would only marginally increase my control, and as I’ve said, I’m doing more than well enough in the tricky position you put me in. I don’t think this is necessary. $Gray2 $Gray -------------------------------------------------------------- Sped up proposal $Gray2 , Our client’s getting impatient. I understand you wanted to do this differently than we initially discussed, but that’s only allowable if you still get your job done. As we discussed in person the other day, we want you to speed up your plans. If there’s an opportunity to take more control of the target, you take it. This is no different. We’re arranging the paperwork to rush the proposal. If the woman you’re “with” is as malleable as you say she is, then there shouldn’t be an issue. We’ll send over the paperwork soon. We want it done within 6 weeks. X -------------------------------------------------------------- You have no idea what they’re talking about specifically, but if the step sister is $Hannah , then the whole chain must be about you, right? //What could this “proposal” be?// And the way it talks about $Hannah - “malleable” - doesn’t make it seem like Miss $Gray actually thinks of her that lovingly. You scroll through some of the other recent emails, but they all seem to be about school paperwork. When you search for other emails from this “Mr X”, nothing comes up. Presumably, she deletes the emails after the discussion is concluded. With that in mind, there’s very little else of note on her computer. Either her life is actually very disinteresting, or she’s very good at hiding things. Probably that. You’re left with an interesting choice. [[House 4 Computer 3<-Send the emails to yourself]] [[House 4 Sneak<-Leave them alone]]

<<set $WeddingBlackmail to 1>>\ You send the correspondence to yourself, and then delete the trace of that from the computer. And as an increased measure, you also take pictures of it all with your phone. You have no idea what’s going on, but this information could come in handy. [[House 4 Sneak<-Return]]

<<set $H to 9>>\ <<if $ChoresPunish gt 0>>You don't awaken to a visual disturbance, but instead a noise. Concerningly, you can already identify as your step sister's shrieks, coming from inside the house. Anything that makes her this scared, or happy, can't be a good thing for you. Stumbling into the house, you observe $Hannah and Miss $Gray hugging, spinning each other around. \ <<else>>You wake up to a commotion, only for once, it’s not because of Miss $Gray in your room. There’s something else happening, downstairs. Not even caring to cover up with anything more than you what slept in, you rush to the living room, where you see the rare sight of a display of emotion from your teacher, or at least a positive one. Her and $Hannah are hugging and spinning each other around, so they fail to notice you standing confused in the doorway.<</if>> “What’s going on?” They pause the celebrations to look, smiles wide across their faces, at you. $Hannah is in tears. Tears of joy. “Oh $name ! You won’t believe it! Me and $Gray2 are…” she pauses, seemingly from disbelief. “Go ahead honey.” “We’re getting married!” [[House 5b<-”You’re getting what?!”]]

“Married, can you believe it? This has all happened so quickly, but your teacher is the most amazing woman I’ve met in my life.” $Hannah shows off her left hand, proudly waving a band of diamond encrusted gold.<<if $WeddingBlackmail is 1>> //Wait, those emails. When they mentioned a proposal, they meant…this?//<</if>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/4xxQnWZg/Wedding-ring.jpg]] “That’s right. We’re going to be having the ceremony in 5 weeks.” “There’s so much to do, but so little time.” $Hannah ‘s shrieks are more out of excitement than they are out of fear. “We’ve got to plan the venue, the guests, the catering, drinks, who our bridesmaids will be…and my dress!” “It’s a lot, but our love will get us through it.” “Bu…” “And if we’re both wearing dresses.” ”Of course we will be!” “Bu…” “And what about $name?” Miss $Gray turns to look at you again. “Maybe she could be a bridesmaid, if she's a good house maid in the next month, and does a good job with the planning.” “Right, she can help out a lot. With her makeup skills alone the day should go much smoother.” //What is happening?// These two women were at each other's throats only a week ago about whether they would go to a spa or a shoe shop. Now they’re getting married? Miss $Gray is clearly rushing this, and $Hannah is too happy to have found someone who loves her to be able to think clearly. That expensive ring probably helped too. “Well, what do you think $name ? Aren't you excited for what’s coming?” [[House 5 End<-Continue]]

*End of this story route, for now. Thank you for playing this far! I hope you’ve enjoyed the adventure as much as I’ve enjoyed writing it. The next update should be done in the next 2 months, and will feature the addition of new content into chapter 5, as well as a different path in chapter 4. If you’d like to play more, I’d encourage you to explore the other paths in the game. Any feedback in the TFGames forum is appreciated, whether its thoughts on what the story could add, or refinement of what’s already in here. <<if $Home is 1>>Click <<button here>><<script>>UI.alert("Miss Gray and Hannah eagerly count down to their wedding, and rely on you for much of the planning handiwork. But do you care more about ensuring the day goes smoothly, or getting revenge for their antics on the greatest day of their lives? If you sent Miss Gray ‘s files to yourself, you’ll have a chance to take advantage of her for all she's done to you. Ashleigh will continue to train you. Miss Gray and Hannah continue to take measures to ensure you do your chores if you fall behind. Ash continues training you as a sissy, but this time outside the confines of Farrix.");<</script>><</button>> for a hint of what’s planned for this specific path in a future update.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>Click <<button here>><<script>>UI.alert("Miss Gray and $Hannah eagerly count down to their wedding, and rely on you for much of the planning handiwork. But do you care more about ensuring the day goes smoothly, or getting revenge for their antics on the greatest day of their lives? If you sent Miss Gray ‘s files to yourself, you’ll have a chance to take advantage of her for all she's done to you. Miss Gray and Hannah continue to take measures to ensure you do your chores if you fall behind. Ashleigh will continue to train you, using your hypnosis as a means to ensure your cooperation, but Jen decides having such an obedient slave is something she would like too.");<</script>><</button>> for a hint of what’s planned for this specific path in a future update. <</if>> Click <<button here>><<script>>UI.alert("-If you would be kicked out by Hannah , have the ability to move in with Jen , complete with the sexual situations she puts you in, also featuring her boyfriend. -If you would be kicked out by Hannah , have the ability to move in with Alex , including her unique desires for a relationship. -More events with Jen + completion of her backstory. -More events with Alex . -Joining the student council, and having to convince the other members to support your suggested new school policy. -Optional diaper content. -New modifications to the chastity cage, including spikes. -Event to change PC's masculine name to a feminine one. -Full male to female transformation.");<</script>><</button>> for some of the content that will be added to the rest of the game.

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<if $Home is 2>>Rather than have to spend another hour without her company, Mistress $Ash kindly sought you out so that she might train you to be a better sissy.<<else>>It’s lunch, which might mean a moment to relax, but $Ash has other plans.<</if>> She leads you by the hand to a disused toilet. From her handbag, you watch as she pulls out a leather harness, along with a pink rubber dildo. She equips them both. “You need to get better at blowjobs sissy. For the next hour, you’re going to be gagging on this fake cock. You won’t stop, regardless of if we’re interrupted, you’re dehydrated, or you even want to vomit. Understand?” <<if $Home is 2>>You eagerly nod a Mistress $Ash ‘s commands. The dildo is inches away from your mouth, and you have to hold yourself back from sucking it immediately, since you can’t begin until your goddess lets you. The fact the phallus is pink only serves to encourage you, for some reason.<<else>>With little choice in the matter, you nod at her commands.<</if>> “Good, because if you impress me with your blowjobs, I might let you cum in the next week.” <<if $Home is 2>>//Cum? Is Mistress $Ash feeling okay?//<<else>>//Fuck, really? Okay. Time to blow the shit out of this cock//<</if>> “Now, begin sissy!” As commanded, you ravenously suck on the head of the dildo, until it’s sufficiently teased, before working your way up the rest of the cock. Your lips feel as the formerly dry surface is lubricated with your eager and plentiful saliva, until you can go from tip to base smoothly, gliding along it like a rolling marble. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Dz08sh18/Ash-Toilet-suck-2.jpg]] After that, <<if $Home is 2>>Mistress <</if>>$Ash commands you to start deepthroating, starting with holding the deepest part of the cock in your mouth for 30 seconds. It’s painful just 5 seconds in, and by 15 you want to back away, but a hard hand on the back of your head forces you to retain the dildo. Saliva shoots out by the side of the fake dick, and you can only compare the experience to drowning as you begin properly gagging. <<if $Home is 2>>When Mistress finally lets go and you can fall backwards, you can barely thank her for her gracious training whilst trying to get your breath back.<<else>>Just as you’re beginning to wonder if $Ash can for sure count to 30, she lets go and you get a short reprieve.<</if>> The break doesn’t last long, and by the end you’ve lost track of how many deepthroats you’ve held. It feels in the hundreds. “You did good today sissy. Keep it up, and you might just get that orgasm.” She leaves after taking off the strap on. You leave shortly after, sure her lunchtime training has only just begun. <<if $Home is 2>>//Nevermind the orgasm, spending so much time alone with Mistress $Ash sounds great!// Indeed, you already feel calmer just being around, though hornier as well. [[12-3d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to $Horny + 2]]\ <<else>>While her oral training may not be the lunchtime action you were hoping for, a rare orgasm is something worth almost anything for. [[12-3d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]<</if>>

<<if $Horny gt 10>><<set $Horny to 10>><</if>>\ <<set $H to 13>>\ You head to your next lesson. <<if $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 1>>Not only do the whispers commence from the moment you enter the classroom, so too does the awkward glance from your teacher. Mr Hawt, in character with how nice he’s been since your start at Farrix, gives you an encouraging gaze, but no doubt he’s more than aware of all the rumors perpetuated by the students in same class as you right now.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 2>>Mr Vils reaction to your entry is as neutral as it always has been, and likely always will be. If $Jen did try to bring up your sissyness to him, he’d probably get annoyed at her for discussing something not related to mathematics. For once in your life, you’re glad to have such a hardass of a teacher.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 3>>Nevermind the rest of the students, your teacher can barely stifle her giggles enough to welcome you to the classroom. Miss Bulthrough clearly keeps her ear close to the ground, and she’s getting in on the jokes almost more than the students are. “Oops, I think I lost my lipstick. Does anyone know where it went?” The encouraged class looks at you, before your teacher realizes she “misplaced it.”\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 4>>Rather than demand your classmates’ torment of you stops, Miss Green thinks it would be more effective to diagnose why they think it’s okay to mock someone so blatantly. She openly conjectures that maybe they secretly feel pity for you, or perhaps they genuinely feel so superior that they can mock you without consequence. She also posits that classmates may just be following the “tribe leader”, and following someone else’s footsteps who’s teasing you. And then she gets to diagnosing you. “One of the things I disagree with Freud on is penis envy. You see, I don’t feel it’s restricted to women. My theory is that people with small penises, perhaps like you, envy other men, and thus feel a sense of inferiority.” Suffice to say, you’d rather your teacher spend the hour slapping you with papers than inadvertently humiliating you like this, but you never did get an option.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 5>>"Miss $Gilda , did you know that $name is a sissy?” One classmate blurts out at the beginning of the hour, much to the laughter of the rest of the class, save you. “And?” “Well, it means he likes to we…” “That’s relevant how? I’m trying to teach you the meaning of life and you’re too busy thinking and distracting me and the rest of the class with these vapid comments. Did you know Plato considered the body and its senses a distraction for the soul? I would consider this great proof of that. Detention for you.” Your teacher’s harsh put down means that, at least for the next hour, you don’t have to listen to any mockery.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 3>>The whispers have already begun from the moment you enter the classroom. “You know Molly, I bet he has more panties than you!” one girl teases. “Shut up! You should be nicer to him anyway. I hear sissies are really sensitive. You wouldn’t want him to start crying, would you?” “You know, that would be really funny!”\ <<else>>Your teacher welcomes you with much more of a greeting than you get from the students.<</if>> <<if $Day3 is 1 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Jz0hBntZ/Science.jpg]] "Okay, can someone tell me what the opposite of a dominant allele is? Alice?" The girl thinks for a moment before proudly shouting "submissive!" The class starts laughing, and you can see Mr Hawt looking slightly confused. You soon stop paying attention to the lesson, and start paying attention to the girls and the rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 1 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Jz0hBntZ/Science.jpg]] Once the science lesson begins, you inevitably and immediately tune out and admire the beauty of the girls around you. It’s fortunate that this isn’t a practical session, else you probably would have spilled several bottles and flasks of chemicals. Fortunately, Mr Hawt is far too kind to even bring up your likely obvious staring, and that’s assuming he even noticed.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 2 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Bv1QMVTv/Maths.jpg]] “Can anyone tell me what the opposite of a numerator is? Megan?” The silent class turns their attention to the girl, who is visibly struggling. “A dominator?” The class now erupts in laughter, the girl’s face turning red. You soon stop paying attention to the lesson, and start paying attention to the girls. The rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 2 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Bv1QMVTv/Maths.jpg]] As soon as you sit down, you start staring at the cute girls around you. //How could they seriously expect me to do arithmetic in a school filled with such hot women?// Fortunately, Mr Vils is much more laid back than Miss $Gray , so the lesson goes by without issue.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 3 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/MKdTTRZz/English.jpg]] “The act of her standing in the doorway is less physical and more symbolic, as it’s representative of…” You soon stop paying attention to the lesson, and start paying attention to the girls, as well as admiring Miss Bullthrough’s body. The rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 3 and $Horny gt 5>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/MKdTTRZz/English.jpg]] Once the door closes and you’re sat down, you immediately start staring at the girls around you. As you’re admiring a particularly attractive girl at the front of the class, Miss Bullthrough asks you a question, and her gaze tells you she knows exactly what you were doing. You do your best to answer, but the only thing you’ve learnt from this lesson is that boobs are better than books. When the attention goes away from you, you try to be a bit subtler. Instead, you look at your teacher’s generous rear whenever she’s writing on the board, which is hardly a downgrade. The rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 4 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/sgLgPrZ8/Psychology.jpg]] ”As I’m sure you’re all aware, Freud’s idea of the Oedipus complex has largely been debunked, though I’m sure he’d have a field day with all the step-mom porn on the internet.” The only response to Miss Green’s joke is seemingly crickets. You soon zone out, and decide to take the other students as case studies on what turns you on the most.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 4 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/sgLgPrZ8/Psychology.jpg]] When you’re presented with the option between outdated psychological theories and hot uniformed women, you know it’s hardly an option at all. And while some blue balled psychologist might want to analyze your choices like those, you’d rather just admire boobs and butts when you can.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 5 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/3JKNY9TL/Philosophy.jpg]] ”Okay class, get ready, because today we’re tackling the ontological argument. First, I’d like you to think of something which exists in the mind, but not reality, for instance, like Winnie the Pooh.” //Hmm…Catwoman?…Mmm….Catwoman…// “Now, think of something which exists in the mind and in reality, like someone famous.” //Hmm…Riley Reid?...Mmm…Riley Reid…// “Now think of something which exists in reality, but not in your mind.” //Wait…how can I possibly think of something which does not exist in the mind?// You zone out soon after, thinking of Catwoman and Riley Reid.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 5 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/3JKNY9TL/Philosophy.jpg]] Almost as soon your butt lands in its seat, your mind has gone wandering, missing potentially life changing ideas in favor of a fantasy of an ethereal handjob. With how complex philosophy is, if you ever wanted to pay attention, you’d have to be much less horny.<</if>> <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Day3 is 1 or $GrayLunchFail gt 1 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Day3 is 1>>[[12-3 Punish Lick<-Continue][$H to 16]]\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Day3 is 2 or $GrayLunchFail gt 1 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Day3 is 2>>[[12-3 Punish Tidy<-Continue][$H to 16]]\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Day3 is 3 or $GrayLunchFail gt 1 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Day3 is 3>>[[12-3 Punish Spank<-Continue][$H to 16]]\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Day3 is 4 or $GrayLunchFail gt 1 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Day3 is 4>>[[12-3 Punish Tests<-Continue][$H to 16]]\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Day3 is 5 or $GrayLunchFail gt 1 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Day3 is 5>>[[12-3 Punish Massage<-Continue][$H to 16]]\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail lt 2>>[[12-3f<-Continue][$H to 16]]<</if>>

<<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>><<if $Stress gt 10>><<set $Stress to 10>><</if>>\ <<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>><<if $Horny gt 10>><<set $Horny to 10>><</if>>\ <<set $GrayLunchFail to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] You walk out of Farrix. <<if $Home is 1>>The access to your chastity cage is locked in the hands of two women hellbent on turning you into a woman, and freedom from the device is only a memory of the past and a dream for the future.\ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>The access to your chastity cage is locked in the hands of Miss $Gray , who shows no intentions of letting you out anytime soon. Your only hope of escape, sadly enough, is a woman who would rather control your cage herself.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>The access to your clit is kept safely in the hands of your trainer, Mistress $Ash , right where it should be.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>The access to your chastity cage is locked in the hands of $Gray2 , who, despite your warm relationship with, cannot let you out.<</if>> [[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] <<if $Stress gt 9>>You feel too stressed to not go straight home<</if>>\ <<if $Stress lt 10>>[[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>>

<<if $Day3 is 1>><<set $Fem to 54>><</if>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RVPKDt81/Classroom.jpg]] <<if $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>You enter room 68 of Farrix to unfortunately spend even more time of your morning with Miss $Gray . “I’d be extremely disappointed if you couldn’t even get your uniform right at this point, and I know $Hannah wouldn’t be a fan either. Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that. Now, strip.”\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>You enter room 68 of Farrix with $Ash. To keep up appearances around your friend, $Gray2 demands, rather than asks, for your clothes to be removed. ”Now that I’m training you both, your mutual lunchtimes will be dedicated to that.”\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>You enter room 68 of Farrix with $Ash . Miss $Gray is already prepared for your arrival, and she immediately demands you strip. ”Now that I’m training you both, your mutual lunchtimes will be dedicated to that.”\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>You enter room 68 of Farrix with $Ash . Miss $Gray is already prepared for your arrival, and she immediately demands you strip. “With your sissification back in my hands, I’ve decided your lunches should always be dedicated to my training.”<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5ytWZ56r/Inspection.jpg]] <<if $TightsA is 1>>”Black tights are always a classic, but they’re also rather dull, don’t you think?”\ <<elseif $TightsB is 1>>”I’ll admit, not many students wear blue tights to Farrix. After All, it’s hard to see the difference between them and normal black ones. But evidently you’ve taken a shine to collecting hosiery, so I won’t belittle you for it.”\ <<elseif $TightsC is 1>>”I would have expected you to have had an issue looking this feminine. Your tights are girlier than your skirt! I commend you for your confidence in your girlish essence.”\ <<elseif $TightsD is 1>>”I always found white tights to be far too dull. Even nude tights would be less beige, if you know what I mean. And they imply far too much innocence for a girl like you to be wearing them, but I approve enough to allow.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseA is 1>>”This shade of pantyhose is a staple in every girl’s wardrobe, don’t you agree? But they’re also so delicate, and runs are so easy to spot. Such vulnerability is more than appropriate for you though.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseB is 1>>”I used to wear nude pantyhose a lot myself, until I realized black was much better at getting people’s attention. Unless you’re undressed, most people probably wouldn’t even notice your hose. That is, unless you have a fetish for nylon.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseC is 1 or $PantyhoseD is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”You can wear your slutty fishnets as much as you want in your free time, but when you’re at Farrix, you need to be wearing something more appropriate. Perhaps you should look to the legs of your classmates for inspiration.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseH is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”Unless I’m mistaken, you’re at Farrix to learn, not craft potions. These striped pantyhose of yours should stay away from the classroom.”\ <<elseif $PantyhoseE is 1>>”With pantyhose like this, it’ll be hard for people to not stare at your legs. They’re very eye-catching, $name . If that’s what you want though, I’ll allow it.” <<elseif $PantyhoseF is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”While I like the color of these pantyhose, I detest the trashy fishnet style. Furthermore, Such loud and obnoxious designs are against the Farrix dress code.”\ <<elseif $StockingsA is 1 or $StockingsB is 1>>”Black stockings: a staple in any wardrobe, especially for a woman in a professional setting like this. I don’t think I could imagine anything more appropriate.”\ <<elseif $StockingsC is 1>>”An interesting dichotomy, isn’t it? Stockings are meant to be slutty, but the nude tone suggests an element of class.”\ <<elseif $StockingsD is 1>>”Pink stockings, the height of both slutiness and femininity. How appropriate.”\ <<elseif $StockingsE is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”Fishnet stockings are completely inappropriate $name . Do you really want all your classmates to think you’re a massive slut? You can parade in them all you like outside Farrix, but inside the building, I expect your choice of hosiery to be more germain.”<</if>> <<if $GrayBestie is 0>>Miss $Gray <<elseif $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <</if>>takes a closer look at your underwear. \ <<if $PantiesA is 1 or $PantiesB is 1 or $PantiesC is 1 or $PantiesD is 1 or $PantiesE is 1 or $PantiesF is 1 or $PantiesG is 1 or $PantiesH is 1 or $PantiesI is 1 or $PantiesJ is 1 or $PantiesK is 1 or $PantiesL is 1 or $PantiesM is 1 or $PantiesN is 1>>”Nice panties. Such beautiful underwear is worn by every student here at Farrix. Wouldn’t it feel wrong to stand out by wearing men’s underwear?”\ <<elseif $GarterPantiesA is 1 or $GarterPantiesB is 1 or $GarterPantiesC is 1>>”Garter panties? A beautiful mix of sexyness and practicality. I’m more than impressed in your choice of underwear today.”\ <<elseif $ThongA is 1 or $ThongB is 1 or $ThongC is 1 or $ThongD is 1 or $ThongE is 1>>”A thong? Good for hiding panty lines, and for feeling sexy all day long. Which one do you care about more?”<</if>> <<if $GarterA is 1 or $GarterB is 1>>”A beautiful garter belt. Useful for so many things, like being sexier, or holding up a pair of sultry stockings. Of course, you’ll have to worry about your garter straps leaving an impression against your pants, though that’s a small trade off for feeling so sexy.”<<elseif $GarterC is 1>>”Simply adorable garters. It should be a crime that no one can see them on your legs.”<</if>> <<if $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs gt 6>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>She closely looks at your legs. "Really? How could you let your legs grow this disgusting? Be sure to shave them and they'll look and feel much better."\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs lt 3>>She lightly strokes your leg. "Don't you just love the feeling of freshly shaven legs? So smooth, so feminine. Keep it up."\ <<elseif $OrderToShave is 4 and $ShaveLegs lt 7 and $ShaveLegs gt 2>>She admires your legs. "Smooth, be sure to keep it up."<</if>> <<if $Pills gt 5 and $PillsGray1 is 0>><<set $PillsGray1 to 1, $GrayR to $GrayR + 1>>”What are these?” She leans into your chest, noticing the two boobs hanging there. “$Ash had told me she planned on giving you breasts, but I was doubtful she would get you to willingly accept them. Maybe she’s a better Mistress than I gave her credit for. Regardless, I’m impressed that you’re accepting of your new role. Of course, it’s now all the more important that you wear a bra.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 12 and $PillsGray2 is 0>><<set $PillsGray2 to 1, $GrayR to $GrayR + 1>>”Your boobs have…grown.” Your teacher is visibly startled, and she clears her throat to try and regain composure. “Well, $Ash continues to surprise, doesn’t she? Those breasts are very fitting, and are sure to be noticed. good job.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 19 and $PillsGray3 is 0>><<set $PillsGray3 to 1>>”Looks like someone has been taking their medication.” She takes a closer look at your chest. “As much as I’m happy that you’re so accepting of your new role in life, there’s also something to be said for taking things slowly. After all that time I spent training you, did I ever rush? These breasts are nice, but I’m beginning to grow concerned that you are doing this without thinking about it.\ <<elseif $Pills gt 19 and $Bra is 1>>She inspects your chest. “Those generous breasts of yours look amazing in that lingerie. Great selection.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 19 and $SportsBra is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>She inspects your chest. “A sports bra would be fine if you were still growing your boobs. But those are anything but small, so you should be wearing something sexier.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 12 and $SportsBra is 1>>She inspects your chest. “Those blossoming breasts of yours are beautiful, but when contained in that dull sports bra, it almost ruins the look.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 12 and $Bra is 1>>She inspects your chest. “Your breasts are beautiful, and you’re clearly developing a fine taste for lingerie."\ <<elseif $Pills gt 5 and $SportsBra is 1>>She inspects your chest. “Your cute breasts fill up that sports bra nicely, but it’s also quite plain, isn’t it? Something sexier would be much nicer.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 5 and $Bra is 1>>She inspects your chest. “Those cute breasts look even cuter in that bra of yours.”\ <<elseif $Pills gt 5 and $Bra is 0 and $SportsBra is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”Now that you have breasts like every other student at Farrix, it would be incredibly unprofessional to not wear a bra. After all, if you saw a girl’s nipples poking through her blouse, you’d be staring all day, wouldn’t you?”\ <<elseif $Bra is 1>>She looks closer at your chest, though she can undoubtedly already see the impression created from your bra through the thin, white material of your blouse.\ <<elseif $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra1 is 1>>She cups her hand gently against your chest, confirming the sports bra underneath your shirt. "Do you like someone feeling your breasts?" She laughs at the uncomfortable expression that your face turns into.\ <<elseif $SportsBraOrder is 1 and $SportsBra1 is 0 and $Bra is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>She presses her hand against your chest. When she senses that there is no bra beneath your shirt, she looks disappointed.\ <<else>>She lets out a small, almost unhearable grunt of dissatisfaction after looking towards your chest.<</if>> <<if $ShoesE is 1>>She looks closer at the black high heels at dainty holding you up off the floor. “A perfect selection in feminine shoes, $name .”\ <<elseif $ShoesC is 1 and $HeelSurg is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>She sees the outlawed flats grotesquely holding your feet. “Those shoes were appropriate before, but not now. Besides, your body wants high heels. Why not give in and give it what you really want?”\ <<elseif $ShoesC is 1 and $HeelSurg is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>She sees the outlawed flats grotesquely holding your feet. “Those shoes were appropriate before, but not now. Besides, you put so much work into being proficient in high heels. You deserve to show off all that hard work.”\<</if>> <<if $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlugA is 0>>Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. "Nice to see you can remember this" she taunts, pressing down on your rear. "I'm sure it will be harder for you to daydream in class when you have this penetrating you."<<elseif $ButtPlugOrder is 1 and $ButtPlugA is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1 and $TimesSpanked to $TimesSpanked + 1>>Miss $Gray has you bend over her desk, where she promptly feels around your rear. The silent room is quickly filled with a shriek from you as her hand slaps your butt cheeks. "I thought I made it clear that you will wear a butt plug from now on." Several more times you cry out as her hand hits you.<</if>> <<if $BraA is 1 and $PantiesA is 1 or $BraA is 1 and $PantiesF is 1 or $BraA is 1 and $ThongB is 1 or $BraA is 1 and $GarterPantiesA is 1>>”Great job of matching your panties and bra. Pink is always a classic, especially for sissies such as yourself.”\ <<elseif $BraE is 1 and $PantiesE is 1>>”I do love your panties, $name . Leopard print is always a sultry style, but the pink brings it back to your true nature: being a sissy.”\ <<elseif $BraF is 1 and $PantiesA is 1 or $BraF is 1 and $PantiesF is 1 or $BraF is 1 and $GarterPantiesA is 1 or $BraF is 1 and $PantiesC is 1 or $BraF is 1 and $ThongB is 1 or $BraF is 1 and $ThongA is 1>>”It’s hard to go wrong with pink or black lingerie, and picking both makes them even more versatile. But despite the simplicity of the palette, you make it look great.”\ <<elseif $BraB is 1 and $PantiesB is 1 or $BraB is 1 and $GarterPantiesB is 1>>”There isn’t a sexier color than red, is there? Even so, you make it look greater than I thought it would on you.”\ <<elseif $BraD is 1 and $PantiesD is 1>>”This white lingerie makes you look angelic, but angels don’t have the greatest sense of fashion. You would look much sexier in something more characterful.”\ <<elseif $BraG is 1 and $PantiesG is 1>>”This matching set looks incredibly luxurious. Even if yellow isn’t as overtly feminine as pink is, you make up for that with your own girlish looks.”\ <<elseif $BraH is 1 and $PantiesH is 1 or $BraH is 1 and $ThongC is 1>>”I might have thought wearing blue lingerie was an attempt on your part to appear more masculine. Even if that were true, it’s hard to make a bra look “boyish”, isn’t it?”\ <<elseif $BraC is 1 and $PantiesC is 1 or $BraC is 1 and $GarterPanties is 1 or $BraC is 1 and $GarterPantiesB is 1>>”Black somehow manages to be both simple and sexy, but your black lingerie makes you look much more of the latter than the former.”\ <<elseif $Bra is 0 and $SportsBra is 0>>”Without a bra, you can’t even match your lingerie. This is an important aspect of womanhood that you’re missing out on.”\ <<else>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”Unfortunately, you can’t even match your lingerie, can you? I really didn’t think I would have to give you a lesson on this, $name . It’s very simple stuff for girls. Colors go together, patterns go together. Make sure to do better next time.”<</if>> <<if $BraA is 1 and $YBra is 1 or $BraB is 1 and $YBra is 2 or $BraC is 1 and $YBra is 3 or $BraD is 1 and $YBra is 4 or $BraE is 1 and $YBra is 5 or $BraF is 1 and $YBra is 6 or $BraH is 1 and $YBra is 8 or $PantiesA is 1 and $YPanties is 1 or $PantiesB is 1 and $YPanties is 2 or $PantiesC is 1 and $YPanties is 3 or $PantiesD is 1 and $YPanties is 4 or $PantiesE is 1 and $YPanties is 5 or $PantiesF is 1 and $YPanties is 6 or $PantiesG is 1 and $YPanties is 7 or $PantiesH is 1 and $YPanties is 8 or $PantiesI is 1 and $YPanties is 9 or $PantiesJ is 1 and $YPanties is 10 or $ThongA is 1 and $YThong is 1 or $ThongB is 1 and $YThong is 2 or $ThongC is 1 and $YThong is 3 or $GarterPantiesA is 1 and $YGarterPanties is 1 or $GarterPantiesB is 1 and $YGarterPanties is 2>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”If memory serves me correctly, you wore the same underwear yesterday. You should change your lingerie up everyday, $name . Both for hygiene purposes, and to make life a little less dull."<</if>> <<if $BraA is 1>><<set $YBra to 1>>\ <<elseif $BraB is 1>><<set $YBra to 2>>\ <<elseif $BraC is 1>><<set $YBra to 3>>\ <<elseif $BraD is 1>><<set $YBra to 4>>\ <<elseif $BraE is 1>><<set $YBra to 5>>\ <<elseif $BraF is 1>><<set $YBra to 6>>\ <<elseif $BraG is 1>><<set $YBra to 7>>\ <<elseif $BraH is 1>><<set $YBra to 8>><</if>>\ <<if $PantiesA is 1>><<set $YPanties to 1>>\ <<elseif $PantiesB is 1>><<set $YPanties to 2>>\ <<elseif $PantiesC is 1>><<set $YPanties to 3>>\ <<elseif $PantiesD is 1>><<set $YPanties to 4>>\ <<elseif $PantiesE is 1>><<set $YPanties to 5>>\ <<elseif $PantiesF is 1>><<set $YPanties to 6>>\ <<elseif $PantiesG is 1>><<set $YPanties to 7>>\ <<elseif $PantiesH is 1>><<set $YPanties to 8>>\ <<elseif $PantiesI is 1>><<set $YPanties to 9>>\ <<elseif $PantiesJ is 1>><<set $YPanties to 10>>\ <<elseif $ThongA is 1>><<set $YThong to 1>>\ <<elseif $ThongB is 1>><<set $YThong to 2>>\ <<elseif $ThongC is 1>><<set $YThong to 3>>\ <<elseif $GarterPantiesA is 1>><<set $YGarterPanties to 1>>\ <<elseif $GarterPantiesB is 1>><<set $YGarterPanties to 2>><</if>>\ \ She then lets you dress yourself again. <<if $PaintedFingers gt 0>>Though she does decide to make a comment on your nails to complete your inspection. <</if>><<if $LightPinkFingers gt 0 or $DarkPinkFingers gt 0>>”I have to say, I do love that shade of nail polish. Such a feminine color is too blatantly girly for me, but it suits you perfectly.”\ <<elseif $RedFingers gt 0>>”Red nails truly are a hallmark of a slut. And such flagrant whorishness is almost in violation of an acceptable uniform. Almost.”\ <<elseif $PurpleFingers gt 0 or $DarkGreenFingers gt 0 or $GrayFingers gt 0 or $NudeFingers gt 0>>”I’m always in favor of you exploring new ways of expressing your femininity, but I do find that shade of nail polish somewhat dull.”\ <<elseif $LightBlueFingers gt 0 or $DarkBlueFingers gt 0 or $CyanFingers gt 0>>”I do love how blue is a masculine color, but those nails just scream “girly!””\ <<elseif $BlackFingers gt 0>>”I would argue that there are more guys with black nails than there are women. Maybe in your male uniform I would have taken issue with them, but with your skirt and blouse, I think they look feminine enough.”<</if>> <<if $PaintedFingers lt 3 and $PaintedFingers gt 0>>”Though they could do with another coat.”<</if>> <<if $GrayLunchFail is 0>>”Exemplary look $name . Well done.”\ <<elseif $GrayBestie is 1 and $GrayLunchFail is 1>>”Your look is not impeccable, but I’m willing to overlook that transgression since the rest of your appearance was quite well put together."\ <<elseif $GrayBestie is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 1>>”Your look today is far from perfect $name , and it's sad that you continue to test me like this. Come here after school for detention.”\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0 or $Home is 4 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>”Your look is disgraceful, $name . Come here after school for detention.”\ <<elseif $Home is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0 or $Home is 2 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>”Your outfit is sadly not impeccable. Come here after school for detention.”<</if>> [[12-4b<-Continue]]

<<set $M to 45>><<set $H to 7>>\ <<set $MorningSchool1 = ["The violent scream of your alarm signals the beginning of your day.", "Your alarm wakes you up in it’s usual intrusive manner.", "The beautiful sunrise is ruined by the harsh tones of your alarm."]>>\ <<set $length = $MorningSchool1.length>>\ <<set $i = Math.floor(Math.random()*$length)>>\ <<if $ChoresPunish is 0>><<print $MorningSchool1[$i]>><<elseif $ChoresPunish gt 0>>Your eyes open to the sound of foot traffic a few meters away, and cars zooming past a few meters further. Such noises can only mean it’s time to get up, which you do, after crawling out your maid cove on all 4 limbs. After a quick stretch, you head inside.<</if>> <<if $House lt 2 and $Fem is 50 and $Day3 is 5>>After getting up and heading to the kitchen, you shiver at seeing Miss $Gray with $Hannah in the kitchen cooking. It seems seeing your teacher making breakfast was the final thing needed to put the nail in the hopeful coffin that this was actually all a dream. “Morning $name .” $Hannah is smiling at you, clearly not understanding how uncomfortable you are. “Yes, good morning $name . Aren’t you glad to begin this new chapter of our lives together?” “Yep.” Since $Hannah is already eating, you figure the first consequence of Miss $Gray living here is that nobody will be making breakfast for you anymore, so you pour your own cereal. “$Hannah told me about your old custom - of her so graciously making breakfast for the two of you, so that you could stumble out of bed and eat straight away. Now that I’m here, that will be reversed. From now on, you’ll be making your own breakfast, and $Hannah ‘s as well.” “Not yours?” You immediately regret the sarcastic comment, but the morning haze means you're quite numb to such regret, but you’ll have to get used to it if you’re going to be living with Miss $Gray . “No, my time’s too important to be waiting for you for any amount of time. Besides, I need to get to Farrix early, so I’ll grab something along the way. But your desire to serve more is noted.” With her bit said, she leaves to do exactly that. You’re slightly relieved that she won’t be giving you rides. If you started commuting together too, your only time reliably free of her would be sleeping, though nightmares about her are becoming increasingly common. For the remainder of the breakfast, $Hannah and you barely talk. You’d love to ask what the hell she’s thinking, but she’d probably report such spiteful comments to Miss $Gray. It doesn’t seem like there’s anything you can do but be submissive. For now, you can only eat your Cheery O’s and nervously await what further training Miss $Gray has for you. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/JztLSYHb/Cereal.jpg]]\ <<elseif $House is 2 or $House lt 2>>Miss $Gray is just leaving the kitchen as you prepare breakfast for you and $Hannah . After a teasing comment about ensuring you pass your uniform inspection at Farrix, she thankfully says goodbye, allowing you time to make some food in peace. You know $Hannah ‘s standards are simple since she since she made breakfast for you for so long, so wager you can get away with a basic bowl of cereal. “Morning, $name .” Together, and in silence, you tuck into your food. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/JztLSYHb/Cereal.jpg]] “Thanks for cooking $name . It was…alright.”\ <<elseif $House is 3>>Miss $Gray is just leaving the kitchen as you prepare breakfast for you and $Hannah . After a teasing comment about ensuring you pass your uniform inspection at Farrix, she thankfully says goodbye, allowing you time to make some food in peace. You know $Hannah ‘s standards are simple since she since she made breakfast for you for so long, so wager you can get away with a basic bowl of cereal. “Morning, $name .” Together, and in silence, you tuck into your food. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/JztLSYHb/Cereal.jpg]] “That was pretty disappointing, $name . After I made breakfast for you for so long, the best you could come up with was some soggy cereal? I don’t want to be cruel, but you know what Miss $Gray would say if she were here, so maybe you shouldn’t be taking advantage of me being nice. You can do better.”\ <<elseif $House is 4>>Miss $Gray is just leaving the kitchen as you prepare breakfast for you and $Hannah . After a teasing comment about ensuring you pass your uniform inspection at Farrix, she thankfully says goodbye, allowing you time to make some food in peace. After her recent comments, you decide to put a little more effort into making something that should be tasty and filling for $Hannah . The resulting bowl of cereal complimented with some fruit, toast and a glass of orange juice should please her. Should. “Morning, $name .” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/JztLSYHb/Cereal.jpg]] She makes conversation as you both tuck in. It starts off relatively benign, like something she heard in the news, but her thoughts always seem to get derailed by comments on food. “Can you bring the juice carton over? You didn’t pour enough.” “I know you’ve already buttered it, but can you make me some more toast? You know I like it more cooked than this.” Her grinding comments are a far cry from the easy conversations of old, so much so that you’re glad when she’s finished eating, and you can finally leave.\ <<elseif $House lt 7>>Miss $Gray is just leaving the kitchen as you prepare breakfast for you and $Hannah . After a teasing comment about ensuring you pass your uniform inspection at Farrix, she thankfully says goodbye, allowing you time to make some food in peace. After her gripes at your recent work, you decide to put a little more effort into making something that should be tasty and filling for $Hannah . The resulting bowl of cereal complimented with some ripe fruit, finely buttered toast and a jug of orange juice with an accompanying glass should please her. Should. “Morning, $name .” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/JztLSYHb/Cereal.jpg]] She makes some conversation as you tuck in, but every single line of thought takes a right turn into a snide comment that only rarely is a suggestion for how to do things better. In fact, you think her ability to do things without your help is regressing. She complains that you forgot to cut her toast up, but when you do, she complains you did it the wrong way. Her moans then turn to the drink, which she can’t make up her mind on whether it has “too much pulp” or is “too smooth.” And when she wants some more, she whines that you poured too much. You breathe a sigh of release when she finishes the last bite, and she dismisses you.<</if>> After that, you return to your room to get ready for Farrix. [[Room<-Go to your room]]

<<set $H to 9>>\ <<if $ChoresPunish is 0>>Your strange life has now evolved to the point where you’re thankful you’re not woken up by a domineering woman and her wild and feminizing ideas. In fact, Miss $Gray and $Hannah both seem to have an affinity for laying in on weekends, so you have a rare moment of peace to make breakfast and prepare for the day. Rather than stress yourself out making something complex, you settle for something so simple that a monkey could do it. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/y81spftx/Toast.jpg]] Even if it isn’t particularly early, being awake before Miss $Gray and $Hannah makes you feel like you’re finally a step ahead of the rest of the world. And since feelings like these are few and far between, you cherish them.\ <<elseif $ChoresPunish gt 0>>The only time you could possibly think of being in a dog kennel as not exceptional is when you’ve just woken up, and everything in life seems peachy. For a solid 60 seconds, you have no worries or concerns - not even about whatever insane trip/adventure/life altering decision Miss $Gray and $Hannah will force on you next. After exiting your sissy cave, you spend a few necessary minutes stretching, before heading inside. Thankfully, neither of those women are up yet, so you spend a while eating a simple meal and enjoying the peace of an early weekend morning. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/y81spftx/Toast.jpg]]<</if>> [[Room<-Go to your room]]

<<if $Horny gt 10>><<set $Horny to 10>><</if>>\ <<if $BalletPornEdge is 1>>There’s something so enticing about the women all in their exposing uniforms. Despite their tutu, you can still see almost all of their legs encased in their white and pink tights. It’s not long until you feel yourself ready to cum. “Ah ah ah, not so soon.” One of the nameless girls in ballet outfits is looking at you through the screen. “You’re not going to bust a nut in 5 minutes for us, are you? It’d be such a shame if we put these outfits on just for you, only for you to prove us right about you being a prejac. Go on, get to that edge then stop stroking.” Once you feel the point of no return approaching, you let go, just as commanded. “Good boy. Now start stroking again, but slowly…painfully slowly.” She guides you through the next hour of masturbation, which never culminates in a greater moment than the first 5 minutes. She doesn’t even tell you to get back to the edge, only to worship her bodies, and those of her friends with sluggish strokes that leave you begging to go faster. She never lets you. “Good boy, but we’ve wasted enough time entertaining you. We need to get to our ballet practice. Until next time!” [[Computer<-Return][$BalletPornEdge to 0, $H to $H + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 2, $TimesEdged to $TimesEdged + 1]]\ <<elseif $BalletPornCum is 1>>It’s only once the women are dressed completely that you decide to cum, but then a fantasy takes over. It’s as you were when you were hiding in the storage closet, but now, one of the girls needs something from that room, something unimportant. She barges in as you’re looking at the live feed, and she’s shocked that there’s a creep in the girls’ changing room, but instead of screaming, she has another idea in mind. “Hey girls! Looks like the guy in school is a pervert after all. Maybe we should show him a screen doesn't compare to the real thing.” She drags you out, and she, along with the seemingly hundreds of other women in ballet outfits, take turns sucking your dick, and jerking it off, and riding it with their vaginas and their asses while the others whisper sweet nothings into your ears and kiss your lips and your neck and play with your hair and hold your hand… You flood a tissue with your cum, and that dream fades away until next time. [[Computer<-Continue][$Horny to 0, $H to $H + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 2, $BalletPornCum to 0, $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1]]\ <<elseif $CC1 lt 2 and $CC2 lt 2 and $CC3 lt 2>>You pridefully load up the pictures you took on your 5th day at Farrix. You’ve got hundreds of images of girls getting changed. You fondly remember the day. All the women’s faces you have shots of are worthy of touching your perverted dick to, but you opt to wait until they undress almost completely, only to put on their ballet getups. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/mgfX0tQH/Ballet-1.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/c1z5BDCT/Ballet-2.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/YqmDn1m7/Ballet-3.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5yD79tTD/Ballet-4.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/W3WYK8nN/Ballet-5.jpg]] [[Ballet porn<-Edge][$BalletPornEdge to 1]] [[Ballet porn<-Cum][$BalletPornCum to 1]]\ <<elseif $CC1 gt 1 or $CC2 gt 1 or $CC3 gt 1>>You proudly take out the pictures you so invasively took of the girls getting changed into their ballet uniforms. Every single woman in them seems worthy of being on the cover of a magazine, but that could just be your horniness talking, or maybe an exaggeration caused by pride for doing what you did to get these pictures. Regardless of what your teacher does, you’ll always have these pictures to look back on, from a time when chastity cages were something you had only seen through a screen. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/mgfX0tQH/Ballet-1.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/c1z5BDCT/Ballet-2.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/YqmDn1m7/Ballet-3.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5yD79tTD/Ballet-4.jpg]] [img[https://i.postimg.cc/W3WYK8nN/Ballet-5.jpg]] You barely try to masturbate to the images. Not that you could, very well at least, but they still leave your engine a little more oiled up. [[Porn<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]<</if>>

<<if $SissyPornCum is 1>>”That’s a good girl. I want you to imagine how you would feel if you were in public in such feminine wear. Maybe it’s those panties and that bra, or maybe it’s a puffy dress, or perhaps a simple blouse and jeggings. How do you feel? Do you feel complete in your women’s clothes? Or do you feel shame and humiliation - humiliation at being seen for what you really are. Maybe even from those feelings of embarrassment come a certain horniness. A lust fueled from their judgment.” “I want you to cum to that thought. Cum for all the times you wanted to wear something feminine. Cum for all those times you’ll wear something feminine in the future. Cum now sissy. Cum!” Obediently, you squirt your sissy seed, feeling the immediate rush of serotonin afterwards, letting you know you did good by obeying your nameless hypnotic Mistress. [[Computer<-Continue][$Horny to 0, $H to $H + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 2, $SissyPornCum to 0, $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1]]\ <<elseif $CC1 lt 2 and $CC2 lt 2 and $CC3 lt 2>>With a certain itch to scratch, you load up some sissy hypnosis videos. “I want you to get comfortable, laying down, with your headphones in. As you look at the spiral, I want you to focus on your breathing, slowing it down. In…and out. Notice how the world seems to melt away with my words, until it’s just me, and you, my pet.” “Now that you’re under my trance, I want you to start stroking your clitty. Slowly. The purpose of this exercise is not to make you cum, but to make you associate those feelings of horniness with femininity.Concentrate on the images on screen.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/RZrL5Qzb/Sissy-hypno-b-p.jpg]] “So simple, yet so elegant. I want you to imagine that you’re in public. You’re stark naked, except for those items. A pair of beautiful panties holding your clitty, and a bra on your chest, not containing any boobs, which only makes you feel more self conscious. All eyes are on you, wandering the same thing. “Why is that man wearing lingerie?” But even though they’re all looking at you, notice how nothing changes. You’re simply wearing a bra and panties in public. As long as you don’t care what other people think, you’re just being you, unaffected by the currents of life.” “Keep stroking, and get ready to squirt.” You’re helpless to follow the instructions. [[Sissy porn<-Cum][$SissyPornCum to 1]]\ <<elseif $CC1 gt 1 or $CC2 gt 1 or $CC3 gt 1>>Eager to view some more sissy porn, you search for hypnosis videos for such a person. But since you’re locked up, you have to ignore all the ones tagged with “JOI”. Thankfully, you’re still left with a seemingly infinite amount. “I want you to get comfortable, laying down, with your headphones in. As you look at the spiral, I want you to focus on your breathing, slowing it down. In…and out. Notice how the world seems to melt away with my words, until it’s just me, and you, my pet.” “You could never explain it, but panties, despite their terrifying innate femininity, intrigued you. It started so simple, didn’t it? A sneaky escapade into your mother’s lingerie drawer, or perhaps it was your sister’s, or maybe even a friend. All you wanted was a single pair. And maybe that would have been it. For most men, it would have. They would have overcome their urges, and stopped there. But for you, that was only the beginning; your first chapter in a book about discovery, and sissification.” “And when you started to wear them, that interest only doubled. And ever since then, you’ve found them to be a comfortable second skin, haven’t you? You know that as long as you’re wearing your panties beneath those masculine clothes, everything will be fine. I want you to keep wearing those panties, every single day. Even if they’re the only girly thing you're wearing, they will be enough. And if you aren’t wearing them, everything will feel wrong, disjointed, like you’re constantly wearing sunglasses, or wearing headphones playing white noise. So wear your panties, sweetie. Wear them for me.” [[Computer<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 1]]<</if>>

<<if $Panties2 is 1>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/DwVVDJ4b/Panties-red.jpg]] Intrigued by their sexy nature, you select a pair of red bikini style panties. They’re incredibly sexy in nature, featuring a large lace trim panel on the front. You can’t help but think of all the times $Hannah must have worn these before she was taken by a lover, and you imagine whether she took them off completely, or just enough so that she could be entered… After a moment in your thoughts, you shrug them away, and close the drawer.\ <<elseif $Panties4 is 1>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/hG5NLXnj/Panties-white.jpg]] While certainly not the sexiest of styles, colors and materials, you pick out a pair of white panties, which has a tiny pink lace trim. The brief style makes you think they’re worn sparingly, like for a long day of work when $Hannah doesn’t want to be picking a thong out her ass. But thanks to their basicness, you hope your step sister will neglect their absence. After inspecting the undies a while longer, you close the drawer.\ <<elseif $Panties8 is 1>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/zBJ6Y4rs/Panties-blue.jpg]] The blue panties you delicately pick out are a sensible mix of cute and functional. The floral lace embroidery admittedly adds a lot to the style without being needlessly sexual. After admiring the art on the underwear some more, you close the drawer.<</if>> [[Steal panties<-Return]]

<<if $RuinPornCum is 1>>”Do you want to know something, my little gooner? I don’t think you deserve to have a proper orgasm again. Ever. You could have closed this video a long time ago, but your loser instincts prevent that. And that’s why I know you’re in the right place, so let me begin your countdown.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/02C56pFK/Ruin-1.jpg]] “5, remember to ruin it for me.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/7ZYHS5rs/Ruin-2.jpg]] “4, you know this is all you deserve, don’t you?” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/dVHq6Jqq/Ruin-3.jpg]] “3, almost there, don’t ruin too soon. You do this on my command, not yours.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/3wk3bzR2/Ruin-4.jpg]] “2, are you ready?” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/JhSRwKDv/Ruin-5.jpg]] “1…ruin it! Destroy that orgasm because I said so. I want you to milk it for every last drop until it’s completely tapped out. And I don’t want it to be pleasurable for a second. In fact, I’ll be disappointed if self hatred doesn’t immediately flood you. I want you to hate yourself as much as I hate you.” She seems to get her wish. The “orgasm” was void of any satisfaction. It was like scratching your body that was numbed beforehand, or eating after you were already full. It leaves you still somewhat horny, but also more tired. [[Computer<-Continue][$Horny to 3, $Stress to $Stress + 1, $H to $H + 1, $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1]]\ <<elseif $CC1 lt 2 and $CC2 lt 2 and $CC3 lt 2>>With a certain degenerate lust brewing inside you, a search for ruin your orgasm instructional videos might satiate those desires. “Hello, my pathetic little sub. I know you’re disappointed about the amount of orgasms I’ve allowed you ever since you pledged servitude to me, but today, I’ve decided to be a little generous. What? No, of course I’m not gonna let you have a proper orgasm. Those are only for real men. Men I can look at and not be disgusted. The type of men who don’t need permission to orgasm. You, on the other hand, will have to enjoy your ruined orgasm as best you can. That’s right. When you’re about to cum from jerking yourself off, I want you to let go! Hahaha! You’re so pathetic that you'd even consider doing something like this. Can you imagine how someone who isn’t a complete waste of space would react to such a command? They’d slap me for trying to control them like this. But you’ll thank me for it, won’t you? Go on, show your appreciation, jerk piggy.” She commands you to jerk off for a while longer, until her already thin patience has visibly waned. “I’m bored of you again. Get ready to cum!” You’re helpless to follow the instructions [[Ruin porn<-Cum][$RuinPornCum to 1]]\ <<elseif $CC1 gt 1 and $Horny gt 8 or $CC2 gt 1 and $Horny gt 8 or $CC3 gt 1 and $Horny gt 8>>You’re so horny to jerk off, but with your sexual organ caged, there’s little you can do to appease your appetite, or so you think. But a JOI video you stumble across seems made specifically for you, at least according to the title and description. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/02C56pFK/Ruin-1.jpg]] “Caged? That’s fine, you can still ruin your orgasm for me.” “I don’t care how you got in that cage. But today, you’re following my commands. And if you’re persistent, you might even get an orgasm. It wouldn’t be a proper one, of course, you pathetic waste of space don’t deserve that. So get ready, because I’m gonna ruin your day.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/7ZYHS5rs/Ruin-2.jpg]] Of course, you’re more than eager to have your day ruined, so you click on the video, and follow along with the cruel woman’s instructions like an obedient puppy, until she seems to be sick of your presence. “Are you ready? You’ve got 60 seconds to finish. Keep jerking off that cage, and when you feel that edge approaching, let go and ruin that orgasm you worked so hard for. Come on, you know you don’t actually deserve a real orgasm. That’s why you’re in that cage. Now jerk it faster!” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/dVHq6Jqq/Ruin-3.jpg]] You’re certain you can get there. Lust is practically beaming off you like you’re radioactive. “5…4” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/3wk3bzR2/Ruin-4.jpg]] At over 300 bpm, the cage is rocking back and forth like it’s a metalhead at a concert. You’re almost there. “2...1. Oh well. Looks like you were too slow, loser. Better luck next time.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/JhSRwKDv/Ruin-5.jpg]] You groan in frustration. But even if you had an extra 5 minutes, you might not be able to get there. It seems an orgasm with your cage on is impossible, at least if you continue to think of masturbation as something with your dick. [[Porn<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1, $Stress to $Stress + 1]]\ <<elseif $CC1 gt 1 or $CC2 gt 1 or $CC3 gt 1>>You’re so horny to jerk off, but with your sexual organ caged, there’s little you can do to appease your appetite, or so you think. But a JOI video you stumble across seems made specifically for you, at least according to the title and description. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/02C56pFK/Ruin-1.jpg]] “Caged? That’s fine, you can still ruin your orgasm for me.” “I don’t care how you got in that cage. But today, you’re following my commands. And if you’re persistent, you might even get an orgasm. It wouldn’t be a proper one, of course, you pathetic waste of space don’t deserve that. So get ready, because I’m gonna ruin your day.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/7ZYHS5rs/Ruin-2.jpg]] Of course, you’re more than eager to have your day ruined, so you click on the video, and follow along with the cruel woman’s instructions like an obedient puppy, until she seems to be sick of your presence. “Are you ready? You’ve got 60 seconds to finish. Keep jerking off that cage, and when you feel that edge approaching, let go and ruin that orgasm you worked so hard for. Come on, you know you don’t actually deserve a real orgasm. That’s why you’re in that cage. Now jerk it faster!” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/dVHq6Jqq/Ruin-3.jpg]] You can jerk off the cage fine, but don’t feel remotely close to finishing. “5…4” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/3wk3bzR2/Ruin-4.jpg]] Even when you up the pace, it’s obvious that you can’t get there. “2...1. Oh well. Looks like you were too slow, loser. Better luck next time.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/JhSRwKDv/Ruin-5.jpg]] Once the video finishes, you’re left hornier, but not even close enough to be able to cum. Not only that, you’re annoyed at yourself for attempting something so tricky. [[Porn<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1, $Stress to $Stress + 1]]<</if>>

<<set $Fem to 4>>\ <<set $AshSad to 0>>\ <<set $H to 16>>\ <<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>\ <<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>\ <<set $Panties2 to 1, $Panties4 to 1, $Panties8 to 1>>\ <<set $CC1 to 3>>\ <<set $LostKeys to 1>>\ <<set $AshStealPanties to 1>>\ “Hey, $name !” On your way out of Farrix, a familiar voice grabs your attention. It’s $Ash . “Since you didn’t want to get your own panties, I figured you must have been nervous. That’s fine, I understand if you’re a bit cowardly, so I can help!” //Cowardly?// “Well, actu…” “You said you had a step sister, right?” “Yeah, bu…” “Perfect. Come on then, let’s go to your house and see what her underwear drawer looks like.” She doesn’t give you a choice in the matter, and you lead the way to your humble abode. Thankfully, it’s still absent of $Hannah , which would complicate this little escapade a lot, particularly since $Ash seems incredibly eager to do this, unconvincably so. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/NGCXdGDG/Hannah-panties.png]] “Wow, your step sister has a really slutty choice in underwear.” $Ash is playing through $Hannah ‘s collection of thongs, as if they were her own, even though you don’t think you’ve ever mentioned $Hannah ‘s name to her. “I mean, I have some g strings like this, but not half of my panty drawer, you know?” “Yeah, so are you done?” You nervously check the time. “Done? We’re not even started, $name . You’ve still got to try some on.” With her steadfast resolve, you know she’s going to get what she wants, with little in the way of compromise. “Fine, just give me a pair and I’ll put them on.” “That’s my problem. I can’t find a pair that would look great on you. Your chastity cage probably wouldn’t fit in these thongs.” “Doesn’t she have any normal panties?” “Duh, yeah, but I can’t decide which pair to have you wear. These blue ones are really cute, but I also like these.” She laments at the dozen pairs she has in her hands. Sensing an opportunity to speed up the process, lest you be caught in the act by $Hannah , you suggest a masculinity hitting proposition. “What if I tried them all on?” $Ash looks overjoyed at you. “That’s an amazing idea! You can put on a little fashion show for me. Here!” The panties that were formerly in her hands are tossed in your general direction. You manage to catch half of them, whilst the rest scatter across the floor. $Ash helps you strip the layers of your uniform, until you’re left in your underwear. <<if $PantiesA is 1>>She looks pleased at the sight of the panties you’re wearing, entirely of your own desire. <<else>>She appears saddened at the sight of your masculine boxers, but it can’t be too surprising considering the steps she’s going to to make you wear some right now.<</if>> When you’re left with nothing but the chastity cage, her attention turns to it. “Where’s the key? As adorable as it would look under these panties, I want to see what they look like without it.” Sensing an opportunity to get even more intimate with her, you hand her the key you received from Miss $Gray less than an hour ago. $Ash unlocks the cage, and frees your penis. Sadly though, she seems completely uninterested in it, and much more interested in covering it up in something else. She hands you the first pair of $Hannah ‘s panties. The first pair of many. The initial red pair seems to be well received by $Ash . “Those are so cute on you. The lace panel shows off your adorable penis so well!” “Awesome.” She doesn’t seem to pick up on your sarcasm. “Now for the next pair.” “Oh, you are eager, aren’t you? If I didn’t know better, I would have thought you didn’t get your own just so I would have to force you to do this.” She selects another pair and hands them to you. For the next roughly an hour, she gives you a pair of girly panties in exclusively feminine cuts and colors, judges you once you put them on (her remarks are usually positive), and then repeats the process. Each pair increases your nerves, which $Ash considers to be eagerness, when in reality, you know $Hannah is due back any minute now. In the end, $Ash stuffs the panties back in their home and you put your clothes back on. “I think we had some real winners today.” Her comment sends your nerves shooting up even further. “What do you mean?” “Oh, well since you didn’t want to get your own, I thought I’d steal some of your step sister’s for you.” She opens up her hands to reveal three pairs of panties that she took. “YOU TOOK THREE PAIRS?!” “Well, I was going to take some more, but I don’t think you’re quite ready for thongs yet. Anyway, I should get going. See you tomorrow!” After handing them to you, she skips out of the house, gleefully bounding away. $Hannah enters the house only moments later, meaning you can’t return the stolen panties. All three pairs of them. //Great. Hopefully $Hannah won’t notice// But that’s not all. After checking your pockets, an even worse realization pops up. You’ve lost the key to your chastity cage. Nevermind if $Hannah notices her rummaged through panties, some of which are missing, what will Miss $Gray do when you can’t give her the key? [[Room<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 2, $Horny to $Horny + 2, $H to 18]]

<<set $Fem to 7>>\ <<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>\ <<set $H to 7>>\ <<if $C2 lt 0>><<set $C2 to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $C4 lt 0>><<set $C4 to 0>><</if>>\ <<set $HannahR to $HannahR - 4>>\ <<set $HannahAsk to 4>>\ <<set $Stress to $Stress + 3>>\ Whilst your alarm is the nuisance it always is, upon opening your eyes, you’re surprised that you weren’t woken up sooner. $Hannah is perched beside your bed, rummaging through your underwear drawer. It takes you a couple of seconds in the haze of having just woken up to realize what she could be searching for. After seeing what she pulls out from beneath a pile of your boxers and briefs, your heart plummets. “$name , what the fuck is wrong you?” In her hands she’s clutching the three pairs of panties $Ash took. Her face is like you’ve never seen it before, featuring disdain and disgust. “It’s not what yo…” “How creepy do you have to be to steal this many pairs of my panties? The thought of you having just one pair is bad enough and makes me want to hurt, but this is revolting.” “I ca…” “What were you going to do with them, huh? Were you just going to sniff them and pretend like you were with an actual girl? Well you should know you’d never get with one because you’re too busy doing shit like this, you pervert. You’re so pathetic you can’t even get a girlfriend when you’re in a school entirely filled with them. “Bu…” “Or maybe you were just looking to sell them to people even more depraved than you, if that was even possible.” She tosses the panties at you, where they pathetically cover your face. She slams the door on her exit. Having significantly tested her today, you opt to skip breakfast, lest you have to eat together. Still, at least you learned what your step sister actually thinks of you, and for once, you’re actually looking forward to distracting yourself with school. [[Room<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 12>>\ You nervously head to room 68. Following your meeting with her on Friday, anxiety swells regarding what she could possibly want now. When you’re sure the classroom is empty of students, you head inside. Miss $Gray is leaning against her desk, watching the doorway for you to come in. <<if $HannahAsk is 2>>Her monologue begins the moment the door behind you closes. "I had thought that by locking your penis in that chastity cage, me, and the rest of the population here at Farrix for that matter, wouldn't have to worry about you doing anything disgusting and perverted. Sadly, that does not seem to be the case." As you try to figure out what it is that you’ve done to annoy her, she continues "the last thing I was expecting last night was a call from, of all people, your step sister. It seems she was rather worried that you were getting up to some depraved things in your spare time. And I actually stuck up for you. I swore that you were a better person than to steal her underwear. But after another call I got this morning, it’s clear that I was very wrong.” //$Hannah told her about that?! Since when were those two so close?// “And don’t think whatever remorse you felt in order to admit your guilt is enough of a punishment either. Not only is your step sister pissed, I promised to turn you into a good person, regardless of the cost.”\ <<elseif $HannahAsk is 3>>Her monologue begins the moment the door behind you closes. "I had thought that by locking your penis in that chastity cage, me, and the rest of the population here at Farrix for that matter, wouldn't have to worry about you doing anything disgusting and perverted. Sadly, that does not seem to be the case." As you try to figure out what it is that you’ve done to annoy her, she continues "imagine my surprise when I got a call from your step sister yesterday, concerned about what you’re doing in your spare time. She seems to think that you stole her underwear, and I immediately knew you were the culprit. I promised her that I would make you not only a good student, but a good person, regardless of the cost.” In a stunned silence, you’re shocked that $Hannah would betray you like this. Sure, you took advantage of her trust first by stealing her panties, but that’s different. If she had an issue with you, why couldn’t she have kept it between you, instead of involving your teacher, who has a strong enough grasp over you anyway without having your step sister on speed dial?\ <<elseif $HannahAsk is 4>>Her monologue begins the moment the door behind you closes. “You truly are a depraved excuse for a male. I suppose I was foolish to think locking you up in chastity purely when you were at Farrix was enough to stop your degeneracy. Well, after a call I got from your step sister this morning, evidently that’s not enough.” //$Hannah told her?!// “Clearly you have some deep desires if you’re stealing 3 pairs of panties from a girl. What exactly were you trying to do when you stole them? Was it the thrill of the thievery? I doubt it. You seem far too cowardly for that. Instead, I’m guessing it was the panties themselves. And you’re so pathetic you probably never even considered sniffing them when you could wear them instead, right? Is that what you are - a weasly little pantyboy who’s so pathetic that he can’t buy his own so he has to resort to stealing other people’s? Well not for much longer. I promised your step sister I’d reform you into not only a good student, but also a good person.”<</if>> "The only way I can think to solve this is by making sure you are behaving everyday. First of all, if you find it acceptable to steal panties, then you ought to understand how personal they are to a girl. From now on, it is now mandatory for you to wear panties everyday that you come to Farrix." "What?!" "If all the other students in this school wear them, then I don't see why you can’t. Additionally, I’ll be changing the rules regarding your chastity. From now on, you will come to class early. You will undress for me and show that your cage is both on and locked. And if you’re not wearing panties that day, then you may not have the key to your cage." "Are you being serious?" "If this is what it takes for you to stop being a perverted waste of time and space, then I will take whatever measures are necessary.” Her words are spoken with a terrifying amount of intent. Despite the vicious actions she’s taking, she has zero remorse for doing this to you. "To ensure you remember our new agreement, I will keep the key until tomorrow." <<if $Day3 is 5>>"But today is Friday!" You try to argue. "Oh, my mistake" she replies. "Then I will just keep it until Monday." //That isn't what I meant//\ <<else>>"You should be thankful it isn't a Friday.”<</if>> "I hope these changes do make you a better person, though remember I can always be stricter" she snides. With that warning, she commands you to leave. Just in case she has another idea for a dastardly rule to impose, you obey. <<if $HannahAsk is 2>>[[School 2-4e<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 2]]<<elseif $HannahAsk is 3>>[[School 2-4e<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 2, $HannahR to $HannahR - 4]]<<elseif visited("Hannah Panties Room")>>[[School 2-4e<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<set $TimesSpanked to $TimesSpanked + 1>>\ You nervously head to room 68. Following your meeting with her on Friday, anxiety swells regarding what she could possibly want now. When you’re sure the classroom is empty of students, you head inside. Miss $Gray is leaning against her desk, watching the doorway for you to come in. <<if $HannahAsk is 2>>Her monologue begins the moment the door behind you closes. "I had thought that by locking your penis in that chastity cage, me, and the rest of the population here at Farrix for that matter, wouldn't have to worry about you doing anything disgusting and perverted. Sadly, that does not seem to be the case." //Is she really dragging out that I didn’t give her the key this much?// "The last thing I was expecting last night was a call from, of all people, your step sister. It seems she was rather worried that you were getting up to some depraved things in your spare time. And I actually stuck up for you. I swore that you were a better person than to steal her underwear. But after a call I got this morning, it’s clear that I was very wrong.” //$Hannah told her about that?! Since when were those two so close?// “And don’t think whatever remorse you felt in order to admit your guilt is enough of a punishment either. Not only is your step sister pissed, I promised to turn you into a good person, regardless of the cost.”\ <<elseif $HannahAsk is 3>>Her monologue begins the moment the door behind you closes. "I had thought that by locking your penis in that chastity cage, me, and the rest of the population here at Farrix for that matter, wouldn't have to worry about you doing anything disgusting and perverted. Sadly, that does not seem to be the case." //Is she really dragging out that I didn’t give her the key this much?// "Imagine my surprise when I got a call from your step sister yesterday, concerned about what you’re doing in your spare time. She seems to think that you stole her underwear, and I immediately knew you were the culprit. I promised her that I would make you not only a good student, but a good person, regardless of the cost.” In a stunned silence, you’re shocked that $Hannah would betray you like this. Sure, you took advantage of her trust first by stealing her panties, but that’s different. If she had an issue with you, why couldn’t she have kept it between you, instead of involving your teacher, who has a strong enough grasp over you anyway without having your step sister on speed dial?\ <<elseif $HannahAsk is 4>>Her monologue begins the moment the door behind you closes. “You truly are a depraved excuse for a male. I suppose I was foolish to think locking you up in chastity purely when you were at Farrix was enough to stop your degeneracy. Well, after a call I got from your step sister this morning, evidently that’s not enough.” //$Hannah told her?!// “Clearly you have some deep desires if you’re stealing 3 pairs of panties from a girl. What exactly were you trying to do when you stole them? Was it the thrill of the thievery? I doubt it. You seem far too cowardly for that. Instead, I’m guessing it was the panties themselves. And you’re so pathetic you probably never even considered sniffing them when you could wear them instead, right? Is that what you are - a weasly little pantyboy who’s so pathetic that he can’t buy his own so he has to resort to stealing other people’s? Well not for much longer. I promised your step sister I’d reform you into not only a good student, but also a good person.”<</if>> “And I’ve not even mentioned your blatant ignoring of my clear instructions to hand me your chastity key in the morning.” “But I lost it!” “Enough, I’m tired of your pitiful excuses. You’re long overdue both a punishment for your actions, and reform, to ensure you won’t do disgusting things like this again. First of all, if you find it acceptable to steal panties, then you ought to understand how personal they are to a girl. From now on, it is now mandatory for you to wear panties everyday that you come to Farrix." "What?!" "If all the other students in this school wear them, then I don't see why you can’t. Additionally, I’ll be changing the rules regarding your chastity. From now on, you will come to class early. You will undress for me and show that your cage is both on and locked. And if you’re not wearing panties that day, then you may not have the key to your cage." "Are you being serious?" "If this is what it takes for you to stop being a perverted waste of time and space, then I will take whatever measures are necessary.” Her words are spoken with a terrifying amount of intent. Despite the vicious actions she’s taking, she has zero remorse for doing this to you. “But, if you were telling the truth about having lost your chastity key, then you should know that I always have a spare. However, you deserve an extra slice of humiliation for showing such recklessness towards such important things.” She takes a seat, and sternly tells you to approach. "Now, lay down on my legs, face down." Though you’re sure of what is about to come, there’s nothing you can do to resist it. You do as she asks, and lay down on her legs. "I hope you get used to this new punishment, because I will be doing this whenever you need to be taught a lesson." The silent room is soon filled with a thunderous slap of your rear. And just from that single strike, you yelp in pain, so much so that Miss $Gray threatens to hit even harder next time if you don’t keep quiet. “We wouldn’t want the other students to know just how much of a disgusting waste of humanity you are, would we?” She slaps your ass another 4 violent times, with each one seemingly more painful than the last, and by the final hit, you have to bite your hand just to keep from screaming in pain. Your muffled moans, it would seem, are fine with Miss $Gray . [img[https://i.postimg.cc/pTkM29WY/Spanking.jpg]] "That will do. Now, get up.” Slowly, you do, massaging your butt as you struggle to your feet. "I hope these changes will make you a better person, though I could be even stricter. I can always hit harder, and more often. I can make you wear more than just panties, and I can make you get even more familiar with that chastity cage. " With that ominous warning, she allows you to leave. With little reason to stay and test her patience, you exit in a hurry. <<if $HannahAsk is 2>>[[School 2-4e<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 2]]<<elseif $HannahAsk is 3>>[[School 2-4e<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 2, $HannahR to $HannahR - 4]]<<elseif visited("Hannah Panties Room")>>[[School 2-4e<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $Fem to 11>>\ <<set $M to $M + 30>>\ Doing your best to calm yourself, you approach the cashier. "Hey there" the young woman behind the counter says in a soothing voice. "Hi" you timidly mutter back. With held-still hands, you give her the panties and the required money. Despite seeing, scanning and bagging your purchase, her face doesn't show any signs of judging you. "Thank you for your purchase" she chirpily chimes as she gives you a bag containing the purchase. You return her thank you and head out the store. //Huh. That wasn't so bad// You take a seat on one of the benches in the mall, and process what just happened. You went into a lingerie store, bought some panties, and there’s no one yelling at you? No one calling you a pervert and a freak? Miss $Gray really made it seem like it would be much worse, but maybe she’s underestimating you. For a brief moment, you get the feeling that someone might be watching you, but you chalk that up to the lingering nerves. Your heart soon returns to normal, and you’re left feeling far more confident than you were a day ago. [[Mall<-Continue][$H to $H + 2]]

<<return>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/7Z9Yxv0S/Satin-Diva-Ash.jpg]] After nervously lapping the mall for a while, you eventually stop outside your destination, Satin Diva, the mall's premier lingerie shop. The outside of the shop is as feminine as the interior, you assume whilst standing nearby. There are mannequins, or womannequins, all posing in sultry positions, like leaning over and blowing a kiss, or laying on their side, beckoning you to approach. The posters promising great discounts and the premium range of products all speak of items you haven’t heard of. “Basques” “camisoles” and “chemises” are all foreign terms to you. The first thing you notice upon entering is how quiet the store is. There’s barely any customers, and they’re outnumbered by the few staff there are. There’s a quiet, though strangely comforting, mix of pop music playing through the store’s speakers. You wander around for a while, lost in the layers of lingerie surrounding you. Doing your best to navigate based on the posters on the walls, you eventually find yourself in the panty area. But even when you’ve traversed yourself here, there’s so many styles of panties that you might as well still be lost. "Hi, can I help you with anything?" A sneaky sales assistant asks you. "No thank you, I'm okay." She smiles and heads in a different direction. Just as your heartbeat was beginning to stabilize, that interaction sent it shooting back up. You decide to just hurry up and get the ordeal over with, and look for a pair which stands out to you. Pink thong-15$ <<if $Thong2 is 0 and $Money gt 14>>[[Satin Diva 1st Buy<-Buy thong][$Money to $Money - 15, $Thong2 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Thong2 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Thong2 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Blue thong-15$ <<if $Thong3 is 0 and $Money gt 14>>[[Satin Diva 1st Buy<-Buy thong][$Money to $Money - 15, $Thong3 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Thong3 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Thong3 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> Black thong-15$ <<if $Thong1 is 0 and $Money gt 14>>[[Satin Diva 1st Buy<-Buy thong][$Money to $Money - 15, $Thong1 to 1]]\ <<elseif $Thong1 is 1>>You already own this\ <<elseif $Thong1 is 0 and $Money lt 15>>You don't have enough money for this<</if>> <<if $Money lt 15>>//Shit. How am I supposed to pay for any of these?// You let out a small sigh at realizing your blunder, and that this was all for nothing. Just as you’re about to head out the store, you get another thought. //No, $name , I'm not about to steal them.// You look back again at the small price tags - they’re only 15$. //No one would miss them. Look at how many of them there are around you// //But stealing is wrong// //Oh, but stealing from $Hannah isn't? Wasting your school time away by perving on girls isn't? What's one more bad thing on top of the rest?// [[Mall<-Put down the thong and leave][$M to $M + 30]] [[Satin Diva Steal<-Steal the panties]]<</if>>

<<if $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. “Actually, I wanted to apologize for not following your rules. I’ll try to be better in the future.” She pauses from her work for a moment to consider your comments. Finally, she looks at you. “Then wear what I tell you to wear, then you won’t have to apologize. Now, please leave.” You do as she asks, and walk out the eerily quiet classroom. [[3-2e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<elseif $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayR lt -1>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. "I wanted to say that I'm sorry for being a bad student. I will try my best to not annoy you in the future." Finally moving her eyes to you, she replies "thank you $name . I hope you are being sincere. Now, you should leave before you are late to your next lesson." As brief as her gratitude was, you are thankful that it was there at all, so you head out to your next lesson before finding a way to annoy her again. [[3-2e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny gt 8>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are so horny that you can't help but look at her luscious breasts. You don't pay attention to her face, and so you nearly jump out of your seat when she shouts at you. "$name , would you at least try to be subtle. This is totally inappropriate!" Her warning deters you from looking further, so your eyes observe anywhere but Miss $Gray . [[3-2e<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny lt 9 or $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $Horny lt 9>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are subtle with your spying, so you assume she has no idea what you are doing, and the absence of her yelling bolsters you in. Still, there are better ways to be spending your lunch than being stuck in a classroom for an hour. If you ever want to do anything else during your break, you’ll have to find a way to get on Miss $Gray ‘s good side. When the bell rings, she sends you away with a warning to be better behaved in the future. You head to the door, before you look back and realize you could apologize. [[3-2d Lunch<-Apologize][$GrayApol to 1]] [[3-2e<-Leave][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR gt 1 or $GrayLunchFail lt 1 and $AshR gt 1>>You find $Ash outside of your usual waiting spot before finding a somewhat secluded spot to chat. For a while you talk about little of note. $Ash does remind you how hot she found you wearing panties, but other than that, the hour is most notable for the makeout session it becomes, which is greatly teasing for your locked up penis. [[3-2e<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR lt 2>>With $Ash not suggesting where to meet up, you are clueless about what to do at lunch. The locker rooms are now in use at 12, so you aimlessly wander the halls until you find a quiet spot to relax. After what feels like hours, the bell rings, and you head to your next lesson. [[3-2e<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $Fem to 12>>\ <<if $Thong31 is 1>>For a detention that is plaguing you with concerns of what Miss $Gray intends to do, you trudge into her classroom with dread and anxiety. She subjects you to her monologue whilst approaching. “It's fascinating to me why you would rather incur my punishments instead of just doing my simple tasks. Had you simply bought a thong like I had asked you to, I wouldn’t be giving you this one now.” She unveils her hand to show off a pink thong. “Take it, and put it on.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/1RwdSb9G/Thong-pink.png]] With no eagerness for whatever she has planned, you do so slowly, until you’re stood in just your chastity cage and the pink thong. Even more so than if you were wearing panties, you’re left shamefully exposed. The thong does next to nothing for giving you modesty, and most of the cage is bashfully peeking out through the side. “With you wearing so little, a spanking would be an effective tool for showing you your mistake. But this requires something more…creative. Stand against that wall, facing me.” She points to a wall with many windows placed in between bricks. You do as she commands. “I could make you stand here for hours, exposing you for the pantyboy that you are for all the world to see, but that’s still too nice.” Then, she pulls a chair over and commands you to step on it. Still filled with fear, you follow her instructions. Were you and Miss $Gray both on level ground, and she weren’t wearing heels, you’d be around the same height. But her persistence on wearing heels means she regularly towers over you by an extra half a foot. Now, you’ve finally reversed that somewhat, but you still have no idea why. That’s when she lifts you up with impressive strength, and hooks the back of your thong on a hook hammered into the wall. She lets go, and you’re left suspended entirely by the metal fulcrum. “aaaaAAAAHHHH!” The hanging wedgie immediately causes you to scream, but the thin band of thong doesn’t care, and keeps working its way between your butt cheeks. “Miss $Gray , please, AAHH, please let me down.” Your moans do nothing as she smiles, admiring her handiwork. “I have no intention of ever letting you down. You may only leave when the thong breaks.” “But, AAAAAAHHH, that could be, AHH, hours!” “Well, I would hope so, yes. I didn’t get it under the assumption it would break after 10 minutes. You need to suffer. I promised you something far worse than the trivial embarrassment you would have experienced had you just done what I asked. I think a thong drilling its way into your rear is a more than suitable punishment.” After an hour, you’ve given up voicing your pain. Miss $Gray seems to be able to block the noise out as she types away at her computer. Although whenever the pain is particularly immense, you let out a blood curdling howl, and that does get a reaction from her. Only, it’s a sadistic smile and occasional giggle. In fact, you can see some tape on her desk. If she wanted to mute you, she easily could, but she wants to hear it. After 2 hours, you’ve grown accustomed to the pain. It’s somewhat like the chastity cage, you posit from your hanging position. When you first had to wear that, it was so incredibly bulky and uncomfortable, but now it’s bearable, and most of the time you forget that you’re actually wearing it. Maybe, you wander, it’s the same with any kind of pain, like nipple clamps, or being kicked in the balls. Then, you question why your first thoughts go to such sexual forms of pain. You hope it’s because of the tension in your crotch area right now, and not because this hanging wedgie is awakening deeply hidden desires inside of you. After 3 hours, you think you’ve memorized all the posters in the classroom, like the one encouraging you to be an upstanding member of the community, or the cruelly ironic one advising you to respect your superior, but also to report them if they abuse their authority. //I’m sure Miss $Gray would respond well to that// Your time in the wedgie comes to a violent end, as the band supporting your weight finally snaps after making the quiet and teasing noise of tearing for the past 3 and a half hours. You land with a thud to your knees, and for a brief moment, you compare yourself to an astronaut, having to acclimatize to a new gravity. The feeling in your butt returns, but the phantom sensation of the thong remains. Miss $Gray turns to see you clambering back to your feet. She yawns sarcastically. “I was beginning to think you might be up there for our class tomorrow. That's a shame, though I don’t think you’ll be disobeying me anytime soon, will you?” With the current state of your asshole, you can’t help but agree. She lets you get dressed, and you toss the destroyed thong in the trash on your way out. [[Room<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3, $H to 20, $GrayLunchFail to 0, $ThongB to 0]]\ <<else>>For a detention that is plaguing you with concerns of what Miss $Gray intends to do, you trudge into her classroom with dread and anxiety. She subjects you to her monologue whilst approaching. “It's fascinating to me why you would rather incur my punishments instead of just doing my simple tasks. Had you simply bought some panties like I told you to do, I wouldn’t be giving you this one now.” She unveils her hand to show off a pair of pink vinyl panties. “Take them, and put them on.” You start taking your pants off, but she stops you. “No, not as underwear. You’re wearing those panties as outerwear.” With an audible gulp, you follow her instructions. You insert your shoe wearing feet through the two holes at the bottom, and start pulling them up your legs. When they’re at your knees and you’re struggling to pull them up further, you know something’s wrong. And it’s not because you’re wearing something underneath. These panties are //really// small. Looking at the tag on the inside, you see they’re labeled “xxs” “I can’t wear these.” “That’s funny, because not only can you, you will. Let me help.” She yanks the panties upwards past your knee caps, then as they struggle over your thighs, until they, after great effort on her part, are mirroring your actual underwear, only on the outside. The shiny vinyl material makes it hard to look away from them. You’re starting to see where this punishment is going. “They’re nice, but not humiliating enough. Come here.” Like a puppy at her heels, you follow her to her desk, where she picks up several felt tip markers. She brushes your hair to the side and begins to draw on your face. You have no idea what she’s inscribing on your skin, but it can’t be good. After a couple of minutes, she seems done. “Well, I think this will be sufficiently humiliating.” She kicks you out of her classroom, and you’re left in your new look. It’s attention seeking being a guy at Farrix anyway, but with your bright panties reflecting the light, and whatever it is she drew on your face, you’ll be down right unmissable. Fortunately, the corridors are largely empty. Most students have gone home by now, and those that aren’t are busy in their clubs. That’s not to say the long hallways are entirely void of life beside you though. You spot several teachers walking, and if you can see them, you’re sure there’s at least one that has seen you. When you hear the approaching clicking of heels or the clearing of throats from an adjacent hallway, you duck into a nearby room for cover. You even cower in the girl’s toilets, which are miraculously empty. After channeling your stealth game heroes for a while longer, you find yourself outside. It’s getting darker, but distinctly, it’s not dark yet. You take a convoluted path home, ensuring the streets you walk down are the quietest possible, or have plenty of hiding spots. On a couple of occasions, you duck into a bush and wait until the normal civilians, who are not wearing panties on top of their pants, pass. You almost think you’re home free without drawing much attention when you hear wolf whistles and catcalls half a block behind you. Your cheeks turn as colorful as the panties as you slam your front door behind you. Looking in the mirror, the scribbles Miss $Gray drew on your face reveal themselves. There’s various doodles of panties and love hearts in between claims that you love wearing women’s underwear, which is all written in the cutest handwriting someone could possibly write in. It takes vigorous scrubbing to get it all off. The panties are a little more difficult. It took Miss $Gray ‘s surprisingly prodigious strength to pull them up, and as hard as you try, you can’t reverse it and slide them down, not even when you use water as a lubricant. In the end, a pair of sharp scissors spell the end of the panties, which is a shame, because, as much as you’re embarrassed to admit, they were pretty nice, even if they did give you that much humiliation. [[Room<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3, $H to 19, $GrayLunchFail to 0]]<</if>>

<<if $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. “Actually, I wanted to apologize for not following your rules. I’ll try to be better in the future.” She pauses from her work for a moment to consider your comments. Finally, she looks at you. “Then wear what I tell you to wear, then you won’t have to apologize. Now, please leave.” You do as she asks, and walk out the eerily quiet classroom. [[3-3e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<elseif $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayR lt -1>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. "I wanted to say that I'm sorry for being a bad student. I will try my best to not annoy you in the future." Finally moving her eyes to you, she replies "thank you $name . I hope you are being sincere. Now, you should leave before you are late to your next lesson." As brief as her gratitude was, you are thankful that it was there at all, so you head out to your next lesson before finding a way to annoy her again. [[3-3e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny gt 8>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are so horny that you can't help but look at her luscious breasts. You don't pay attention to her face, and so you nearly jump out of your seat when she shouts at you. "$name , would you at least try to be subtle. This is totally inappropriate!" Her warning deters you from looking further, so your eyes observe anywhere but Miss $Gray . [[3-3e<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny lt 9 or $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $Horny lt 9>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are subtle with your spying, so you assume she has no idea what you are doing, and the absence of her yelling bolsters you in. Still, there are better ways to be spending your lunch than being stuck in a classroom for an hour. If you ever want to do anything else during your break, you’ll have to find a way to get on Miss $Gray ‘s good side. When the bell rings, she sends you away with a warning to be better behaved in the future. You head to the door, before you look back and realize you could apologize. [[3-3d Lunch<-Apologize][$GrayApol to 1]] [[3-3e<-Leave][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR gt 1 or $GrayLunchFail lt 1 and $AshR gt 1>>You find $Ash outside of your usual waiting spot before finding a somewhat secluded spot to chat. For a while you talk about little of note. $Ash does remind you how hot she found you wearing panties, but other than that, the hour is most notable for the makeout session it becomes, which is greatly teasing for your locked up penis. [[3-3e<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR lt 2>>With $Ash not suggesting where to meet up, you are clueless about what to do at lunch. The locker rooms are now in use at 12, so you aimlessly wander the halls until you find a quiet spot to relax. After what feels like hours, the bell rings, and you head to your next lesson. [[3-3e<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<if $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. “Actually, I wanted to apologize for not following your rules. I’ll try to be better in the future.” She pauses from her work for a moment to consider your comments. Finally, she looks at you. “Then wear what I tell you to wear, then you won’t have to apologize. Now, please leave.” You do as she asks, and walk out the eerily quiet classroom. [[3-4e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<elseif $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayR lt -1>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. "I wanted to say that I'm sorry for being a bad student. I will try my best to not annoy you in the future." Finally moving her eyes to you, she replies "thank you $name . I hope you are being sincere. Now, you should leave before you are late to your next lesson." As brief as her gratitude was, you are thankful that it was there at all, so you head out to your next lesson before finding a way to annoy her again. [[3-4e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny gt 8>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are so horny that you can't help but look at her luscious breasts. You don't pay attention to her face, and so you nearly jump out of your seat when she shouts at you. "$name , would you at least try to be subtle. This is totally inappropriate!" Her warning deters you from looking further, so your eyes observe anywhere but Miss $Gray . [[3-4e<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny lt 9 or $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $Horny lt 9>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are subtle with your spying, so you assume she has no idea what you are doing, and the absence of her yelling bolsters you in. Still, there are better ways to be spending your lunch than being stuck in a classroom for an hour. If you ever want to do anything else during your break, you’ll have to find a way to get on Miss $Gray ‘s good side. When the bell rings, she sends you away with a warning to be better behaved in the future. You head to the door, before you look back and realize you could apologize. [[3-4d Lunch<-Apologize][$GrayApol to 1]] [[3-4e<-Leave][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR gt 1 or $GrayLunchFail lt 1 and $AshR gt 1>>You find $Ash outside of your usual waiting spot before finding a somewhat secluded spot to chat. For a while you talk about little of note. $Ash does remind you how hot she found you wearing panties, but other than that, the hour is most notable for the makeout session it becomes, which is greatly teasing for your locked up penis. [[3-4e<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR lt 2>>With $Ash not suggesting where to meet up, you are clueless about what to do at lunch. The locker rooms are now in use at 12, so you aimlessly wander the halls until you find a quiet spot to relax. After what feels like hours, the bell rings, and you head to your next lesson. [[3-4e<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<if $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. “Actually, I wanted to apologize for not following your rules. I’ll try to be better in the future.” She pauses from her work for a moment to consider your comments. Finally, she looks at you. “Then wear what I tell you to wear, then you won’t have to apologize. Now, please leave.” You do as she asks, and walk out the eerily quiet classroom. [[4-1e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<elseif $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayR lt -1>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. "I wanted to say that I'm sorry for being a bad student. I will try my best to not annoy you in the future." Finally moving her eyes to you, she replies "thank you $name . I hope you are being sincere. Now, you should leave before you are late to your next lesson." As brief as her gratitude was, you are thankful that it was there at all, so you head out to your next lesson before finding a way to annoy her again. [[4-1e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny gt 8>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are so horny that you can't help but look at her luscious breasts. You don't pay attention to her face, and so you nearly jump out of your seat when she shouts at you. "$name , would you at least try to be subtle. This is totally inappropriate!" Her warning deters you from looking further, so your eyes observe anywhere but Miss $Gray . [[4-1e<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny lt 9 or $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $Horny lt 9>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are subtle with your spying, so you assume she has no idea what you are doing, and the absence of her yelling bolsters you in. Still, there are better ways to be spending your lunch than being stuck in a classroom for an hour. If you ever want to do anything else during your break, you’ll have to find a way to get on Miss $Gray ‘s good side. When the bell rings, she sends you away with a warning to be better behaved in the future. You head to the door, before you look back and realize you could apologize. [[4-1d Lunch<-Apologize][$GrayApol to 1]] [[4-1e<-Leave][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR gt 1 or $GrayLunchFail lt 1 and $AshR gt 1>>You find $Ash outside of your usual waiting spot before finding a somewhat secluded spot to chat. For a while you talk about little of note. $Ash does remind you how hot she found you wearing panties, but other than that, the hour is most notable for the makeout session it becomes, which is greatly teasing for your locked up penis. [[4-1e<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR lt 2>>With $Ash not suggesting where to meet up, you are clueless about what to do at lunch. The locker rooms are now in use at 12, so you aimlessly wander the halls until you find a quiet spot to relax. After what feels like hours, the bell rings, and you head to your next lesson. [[4-1e<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<if $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. “Actually, I wanted to apologize for not following your rules. I’ll try to be better in the future.” She pauses from her work for a moment to consider your comments. Finally, she looks at you. “Then wear what I tell you to wear, then you won’t have to apologize. Now, please leave.” You do as she asks, and walk out the eerily quiet classroom. [[4-2e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<elseif $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayR lt -1>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. "I wanted to say that I'm sorry for being a bad student. I will try my best to not annoy you in the future." Finally moving her eyes to you, she replies "thank you $name . I hope you are being sincere. Now, you should leave before you are late to your next lesson." As brief as her gratitude was, you are thankful that it was there at all, so you head out to your next lesson before finding a way to annoy her again. [[4-2e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny gt 8>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are so horny that you can't help but look at her luscious breasts. You don't pay attention to her face, and so you nearly jump out of your seat when she shouts at you. "$name , would you at least try to be subtle. This is totally inappropriate!" Her warning deters you from looking further, so your eyes observe anywhere but Miss $Gray . [[4-2e<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny lt 9 or $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $Horny lt 9>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are subtle with your spying, so you assume she has no idea what you are doing, and the absence of her yelling bolsters you in. Still, there are better ways to be spending your lunch than being stuck in a classroom for an hour. If you ever want to do anything else during your break, you’ll have to find a way to get on Miss $Gray ‘s good side. When the bell rings, she sends you away with a warning to be better behaved in the future. You head to the door, before you look back and realize you could apologize. [[4-2d Lunch<-Apologize][$GrayApol to 1]] [[4-2e<-Leave][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR gt 1 or $GrayLunchFail lt 1 and $AshR gt 1>>You find $Ash outside of your usual waiting spot before finding a somewhat secluded spot to chat. For a while you talk about little of note. $Ash does remind you how hot she found you wearing panties, but other than that, the hour is most notable for the makeout session it becomes, which is greatly teasing for your locked up penis. [[4-2e<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR lt 2>>With $Ash not suggesting where to meet up, you are clueless about what to do at lunch. The locker rooms are now in use at 12, so you aimlessly wander the halls until you find a quiet spot to relax. After what feels like hours, the bell rings, and you head to your next lesson. [[4-2e<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<if $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. “Actually, I wanted to apologize for not following your rules. I’ll try to be better in the future.” She pauses from her work for a moment to consider your comments. Finally, she looks at you. “Then wear what I tell you to wear, then you won’t have to apologize. Now, please leave.” You do as she asks, and walk out the eerily quiet classroom. [[4-3e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<elseif $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayR lt -1>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. "I wanted to say that I'm sorry for being a bad student. I will try my best to not annoy you in the future." Finally moving her eyes to you, she replies "thank you $name . I hope you are being sincere. Now, you should leave before you are late to your next lesson." As brief as her gratitude was, you are thankful that it was there at all, so you head out to your next lesson before finding a way to annoy her again. [[4-3e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny gt 8>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are so horny that you can't help but look at her luscious breasts. You don't pay attention to her face, and so you nearly jump out of your seat when she shouts at you. "$name , would you at least try to be subtle. This is totally inappropriate!" Her warning deters you from looking further, so your eyes observe anywhere but Miss $Gray . [[4-3e<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny lt 9 or $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $Horny lt 9>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are subtle with your spying, so you assume she has no idea what you are doing, and the absence of her yelling bolsters you in. Still, there are better ways to be spending your lunch than being stuck in a classroom for an hour. If you ever want to do anything else during your break, you’ll have to find a way to get on Miss $Gray ‘s good side. When the bell rings, she sends you away with a warning to be better behaved in the future. You head to the door, before you look back and realize you could apologize. [[4-3d Lunch<-Apologize][$GrayApol to 1]] [[4-3e<-Leave][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR gt 1 or $GrayLunchFail lt 1 and $AshR gt 1>>You find $Ash outside of your usual waiting spot before finding a somewhat secluded spot to chat. For a while you talk about little of note. $Ash does remind you how hot she found you wearing panties, but other than that, the hour is most notable for the makeout session it becomes, which is greatly teasing for your locked up penis. [[4-3e<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR lt 2>>With $Ash not suggesting where to meet up, you are clueless about what to do at lunch. The locker rooms are now in use at 12, so you aimlessly wander the halls until you find a quiet spot to relax. After what feels like hours, the bell rings, and you head to your next lesson. [[4-3e<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 16>>\ <<if $GrayLunchFail is 0>><<set $CC2 to 2>>The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell of the day rings, signaling that the students can go home. Unless, of course, they are locked in a chastity cage, in which case they must go see Miss $Gray . You enter room 68 after the class empties. "Ah, $name , I'm glad to see you care about something" she says, as she removes the key from her breast pocket. "You will give it back to me in our lesson tomorrow, and then I will return it this time tomorrow." She then slides the key across the table, and you hastily grab it. "Don't lose it" She jests. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/MGbDPrzJ/Gray-key.jpg]] //Freedom!// You leave the classroom before Miss $Gray finds another way to ruin your day.<</if>>\ <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell of the day rings, signaling that the students can go home. Normally, you would go to Miss $Gray at this time, but with you not following her rules, she wouldn't give you the key even if you did go to room 68.<</if>> [[4-3f<-Finish the day]]

<<set $Fem to 17>>\ <<set $GrayLunchFail to 0>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] <<if $CC2 is 3>>You walk out the school, with your chastity key still around Miss $Gray 's necklace, wondering what to do with the rest of your day.\ <<elseif $CC2 is 2>>You walk out the school, with your chastity key in your pocket, wondering what to do with the rest of your day.<</if>> [[Room<-Go home][$M to $M + 15]] <<if $Stress gt 9>>You feel too stressed to not go straight home\ <<elseif $Stress lt 10>>[[Mall<-Go to the mall][$M to $M + 15]]<</if>> [[School 4-3 Jen<-Meet with blackmailer]]

The conversation dies down after you reflect on what you’ve just heard. “Well, what about you? Do you have any questions for me?” [[4-3 Jen Why Cafe<-Why she invited you here]] [[4-3 Jen Why Rich<-Why her parents are so rich]]

“Why’d you invite me here?” “Like I said, I just wanted to talk to you about wearing a butt plug, is all.” You’re unsure of how to reply, but you don’t buy it. She barely mentioned your anal toys before the conversation switched to something else, and she could have easily asked you about wearing the plug at Farrix. “Is that the only reason?” She reflects for a moment. “I guess you’re not as stupid as some sissies.” She sighs. “Fine. I don’t have a whole lot of…friends, I guess you could say. I spend most of my free time with my boyfriend, so I never made it much of a priority I suppose.” “Are you sure it isn’t because you tried blackmailing all your friends?” “No, of course I didn’t. Why wou…oh, you’re joking, aren’t you?” You giggle in response. “Very funny, sissy. That’s an extra 50$ you owe me because of that.” You gasp. “What? That’s so cru…you’re joking too, aren’t you?” Now she’s the one giggling. “I got you pretty good, huh. Well, I guess a lack of friends is at least one thing we have in common.” [[School 4-3 Jen 3<-Continue]]

“How did your parents become so rich?” “What a lame question. I don’t know…business, stocks, trading, that kind of thing, I suppose. My dad didn’t talk a whole lot about his job when I was younger so I stopped caring. Now though, I’d just tune out if he tried to talk to me about it. The only times I really got a glimpse into who he was was when he’d invite his friends round, they were the suit wearing type too, and I saw what he’d do to try and impress them.” “It must be nice having such a nice house.” “Eh, I guess. As a kid, I would rather my parents be there than have a house with an automatic gate, though. As an adult, I’m used to it and kind of enjoy it.” “A business job keeps them away that much?” “Well, yeah. I don’t think about it a lot, but that’s how it’s always been.” “If they’re so rich, how come you need to blackmail me for money?” “Now you’re finally asking an interesting question.” “So…are you gonna answer it?” “Nope.” [[School 4-3 Jen 3<-Continue]]

<<if $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. “Actually, I wanted to apologize for not following your rules. I’ll try to be better in the future.” She pauses from her work for a moment to consider your comments. Finally, she looks at you. “Then wear what I tell you to wear, then you won’t have to apologize. Now, please leave.” You do as she asks, and walk out the eerily quiet classroom. [[4-4e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<elseif $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayR lt -1>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. "I wanted to say that I'm sorry for being a bad student. I will try my best to not annoy you in the future." Finally moving her eyes to you, she replies "thank you $name . I hope you are being sincere. Now, you should leave before you are late to your next lesson." As brief as her gratitude was, you are thankful that it was there at all, so you head out to your next lesson before finding a way to annoy her again. [[4-4e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny gt 8>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are so horny that you can't help but look at her luscious breasts. You don't pay attention to her face, and so you nearly jump out of your seat when she shouts at you. "$name , would you at least try to be subtle. This is totally inappropriate!" Her warning deters you from looking further, so your eyes observe anywhere but Miss $Gray . [[4-4e<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny lt 9 or $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $Horny lt 9>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are subtle with your spying, so you assume she has no idea what you are doing, and the absence of her yelling bolsters you in. Still, there are better ways to be spending your lunch than being stuck in a classroom for an hour. If you ever want to do anything else during your break, you’ll have to find a way to get on Miss $Gray ‘s good side. When the bell rings, she sends you away with a warning to be better behaved in the future. You head to the door, before you look back and realize you could apologize. [[4-4d Lunch<-Apologize][$GrayApol to 1]] [[4-4e<-Leave][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR gt 1 or $GrayLunchFail lt 1 and $AshR gt 1>>You find $Ash outside of your usual waiting spot before finding a somewhat secluded spot to chat. For a while you talk about little of note. $Ash does remind you how hot she found you wearing panties, but other than that, the hour is most notable for the makeout session it becomes, which is greatly teasing for your locked up penis. [[4-4e<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR lt 2>>With $Ash not suggesting where to meet up, you are clueless about what to do at lunch. The locker rooms are now in use at 12, so you aimlessly wander the halls until you find a quiet spot to relax. After what feels like hours, the bell rings, and you head to your next lesson. [[4-4e<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<if $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. “Actually, I wanted to apologize for not following your rules. I’ll try to be better in the future.” She pauses from her work for a moment to consider your comments. Finally, she looks at you. “Then wear what I tell you to wear, then you won’t have to apologize. Now, please leave.” You do as she asks, and walk out the eerily quiet classroom. [[4-5e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<elseif $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayR lt -1>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. "I wanted to say that I'm sorry for being a bad student. I will try my best to not annoy you in the future." Finally moving her eyes to you, she replies "thank you $name . I hope you are being sincere. Now, you should leave before you are late to your next lesson." As brief as her gratitude was, you are thankful that it was there at all, so you head out to your next lesson before finding a way to annoy her again. [[4-5e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny gt 8>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are so horny that you can't help but look at her luscious breasts. You don't pay attention to her face, and so you nearly jump out of your seat when she shouts at you. "$name , would you at least try to be subtle. This is totally inappropriate!" Her warning deters you from looking further, so your eyes observe anywhere but Miss $Gray . [[4-5e<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny lt 9 or $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $Horny lt 9>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are subtle with your spying, so you assume she has no idea what you are doing, and the absence of her yelling bolsters you in. Still, there are better ways to be spending your lunch than being stuck in a classroom for an hour. If you ever want to do anything else during your break, you’ll have to find a way to get on Miss $Gray ‘s good side. When the bell rings, she sends you away with a warning to be better behaved in the future. You head to the door, before you look back and realize you could apologize. [[4-5d Lunch<-Apologize][$GrayApol to 1]] [[4-5e<-Leave][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR gt 1 or $GrayLunchFail lt 1 and $AshR gt 1>><<set $AshTalkShave to 1>>"Like what you see?" $Ash asks, noticing you had zoned out looking at her legs. "Sorry, I was just...well, do you mind if I ask you a question?" "Shoot." "What's it like having shaved legs?" "Pretty awesome. Well, I've gotten used to having them hairless so I can't compare much anymore, but I remember when I first did it. Everything feels heavenly on shaven skin, so much more sensitive. I once actually had a fantasy about it." "What do you mean?" "Well, me and my lover would just finish showering and then put on...actually, maybe another time." You want to know more, but she moves the conversation in another direction. "Anyway, why do you ask?" "Well, I was considering doing it." "Really? That would be so hot! I bet they would make your panties feel much more comfortable." She remarks with a flirtatious smile. Sadly, the bell inevitably rings, leaving the two of you to say goodbye to each other. [[4-5e<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR lt 2>>With $Ash not suggesting where to meet up, you are clueless about what to do at lunch. The locker rooms are now in use at 12, so you aimlessly wander the halls until you find a quiet spot to relax. After what feels like hours, the bell rings, and you head to your next lesson. [[4-5e<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<if $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. “Actually, I wanted to apologize for not following your rules. I’ll try to be better in the future.” She pauses from her work for a moment to consider your comments. Finally, she looks at you. “Then wear what I tell you to wear, then you won’t have to apologize. Now, please leave.” You do as she asks, and walk out the eerily quiet classroom. [[AshW1 e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<elseif $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayR lt -1>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. "I wanted to say that I'm sorry for being a bad student. I will try my best to not annoy you in the future." Finally moving her eyes to you, she replies "thank you $name . I hope you are being sincere. Now, you should leave before you are late to your next lesson." As brief as her gratitude was, you are thankful that it was there at all, so you head out to your next lesson before finding a way to annoy her again. [[AshW1 e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny gt 8>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are so horny that you can't help but look at her luscious breasts. You don't pay attention to her face, and so you nearly jump out of your seat when she shouts at you. "$name , would you at least try to be subtle. This is totally inappropriate!" Her warning deters you from looking further, so your eyes observe anywhere but Miss $Gray . [[AshW1 e<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny lt 9 or $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $Horny lt 9>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are subtle with your spying, so you assume she has no idea what you are doing, and the absence of her yelling bolsters you in. Still, there are better ways to be spending your lunch than being stuck in a classroom for an hour. If you ever want to do anything else during your break, you’ll have to find a way to get on Miss $Gray ‘s good side. When the bell rings, she sends you away with a warning to be better behaved in the future. You head to the door, before you look back and realize you could apologize. [[Ash W1 Lunch<-Apologize][$GrayApol to 1]] [[AshW1 e<-Leave][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR gt 1 or $GrayLunchFail lt 1 and $AshR gt 1>><<set $AshTalkShave to 1>>"Like what you see?" $Ash asks, noticing you had zoned out looking at her legs. "Sorry, I was just...well, do you mind if I ask you a question?" "Shoot." "What's it like having shaved legs?" "Pretty awesome. Well, I've gotten used to having them hairless so I can't compare much anymore, but I remember when I first did it. Everything feels heavenly on shaven skin, so much more sensitive. I once actually had a fantasy about it." "What do you mean?" "Well, me and my lover would just finish showering and then put on...actually, maybe another time." You want to know more, but she moves the conversation in another direction. "Anyway, why do you ask?" "Well, I was considering doing it." "Really? That would be so hot! I bet they would make your panties feel much more comfortable." She remarks with a flirtatious smile. Sadly, the bell inevitably rings, leaving the two of you to say goodbye to each other. [[AshW1 e<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR lt 2>>With $Ash not suggesting where to meet up, you are clueless about what to do at lunch. The locker rooms are now in use at 12, so you aimlessly wander the halls until you find a quiet spot to relax. After what feels like hours, the bell rings, and you head to your next lesson. [[AshW1 e<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $M to 0>>\ <<set $H to 16>>\ The rest of the day is largely uneventful, and you are surprised when the final bell of the day rings, signaling that the students can go home. Normally, you would go to Miss $Gray at this time, but with how late you were to her class, she wouldn't give you the key even if you did go to room 68. [[Jen Monday 2<-Finish the day]]

<<set $JenLevel to $JenLevel + 1>>\ <<set $M to $M + 10>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/j5Mc7vbW/Jen-toilets.jpg]] When $Jen realizes that you aren't reaching for any money, her demeanor turns from one of expectancy, to one of anger. <<if $JenLevel is 1>>"I really thought you would have realized how serious I am." After a moment of complete silence with you being too cowardly to apologize or even argue about how cruel she is, a hand flies towards your face, and a stinging sensation follows. You're in complete shock that this ==woman== bitch just slapped you. Maybe you could understand or forgive her trying to extort you, but hitting you was crossing a line. With an increased aggression in your voice that even you are surprised by, you begin to yell at her. "How dare you! I don't have to give you any money. Only a bitch like you would try and blackmail someone - you're lucky I don't hit you back." "I dare you to try it. You do that and I go running to the head teacher, screaming about how you've abused me ever since you came here, and then you end up going to prison. In fact, I'm sure you'd love that; all those men, willing to give you it up the ass around every corner, whether you want it or not." Just like that, her threat has drained any will of fighting back from you. She's completely serious. "Let me be clear. You fuck up like this one more time, and I'll make sure that happens." She leaves. You feel yourself begin to tear up at how little power you have. Blackmail. Coercion. Abuse from a teacher and a student. This school has changed you, and now, it has almost broken you. You spend the better part of an hour there, slouched against a brick wall.\ <<elseif $JenLevel is 2>>An exaggerated sigh exits her mouth. “It’s quite simple, $name . You give me fifty dollars every week and I don’t go telling everyone your secret. I don’t see why even an idiot like you can’t get it around your thick skull.” She pauses for a moment, considering what to do. “But if I shared everything that I know about you with everyone, then you’d have no reason to pay me anymore, would you? Hmm - the old extorter’s paradox. Well, you’re not getting away with this because the answer is quite simple. I’ll be telling some people, and showing off the pictures that I have of you. It’ll only be a few girls at Farrix, for now. You’ll have no clue who they are - but you’ll be able to hear them whispering about you soon enough. Fail to pay me again, and I’ll fill in even more girls about you being a sissy. Keep floundering with your payments, and soon enough the whole school will know, and then the rest of the city. I’m sure even an idiot sissy like you can understand how that’ll ruin your life. As much as I like your money, ruining your life sounds like a fun substitution.” She barges past you, inevitably to tell some of the students that you’re a sissy, and with her previous threats in your mind over if you tried to physically stop her, you can’t prevent it now.<</if>> [[5-1f<-Continue]]

<<if $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. “Actually, I wanted to apologize for not following your rules. I’ll try to be better in the future.” She pauses from her work for a moment to consider your comments. Finally, she looks at you. “Then wear what I tell you to wear, then you won’t have to apologize. Now, please leave.” You do as she asks, and walk out the eerily quiet classroom. [[5-1e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<elseif $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayR lt -1>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. "I wanted to say that I'm sorry for being a bad student. I will try my best to not annoy you in the future." Finally moving her eyes to you, she replies "thank you $name . I hope you are being sincere. Now, you should leave before you are late to your next lesson." As brief as her gratitude was, you are thankful that it was there at all, so you head out to your next lesson before finding a way to annoy her again. [[5-1e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny gt 8>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are so horny that you can't help but look at her luscious breasts. You don't pay attention to her face, and so you nearly jump out of your seat when she shouts at you. "$name , would you at least try to be subtle. This is totally inappropriate!" Her warning deters you from looking further, so your eyes observe anywhere but Miss $Gray . [[5-1e<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny lt 9 or $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $Horny lt 9>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are subtle with your spying, so you assume she has no idea what you are doing, and the absence of her yelling bolsters you in. Still, there are better ways to be spending your lunch than being stuck in a classroom for an hour. If you ever want to do anything else during your break, you’ll have to find a way to get on Miss $Gray ‘s good side. When the bell rings, she sends you away with a warning to be better behaved in the future. You head to the door, before you look back and realize you could apologize. [[5-1d Lunch<-Apologize][$GrayApol to 1]] [[5-1e<-Leave][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR gt 1 and $AshTalkShave is 0 or $GrayLunchFail lt 1 and $AshR gt 1 and $AshTalkShave is 0>><<set $AshTalkShave to 1>>"Like what you see?" $Ash asks, noticing you had zoned out looking at her legs. "Sorry, I was just...well, do you mind if I ask you a question?" "Shoot." "What's it like having shaved legs?" "Pretty awesome. Well, I've gotten used to having them hairless so I can't compare much anymore, but I remember when I first did it. Everything feels heavenly on shaven skin, so much more sensitive. I once actually had a fantasy about it." "What do you mean?" "Well, me and my lover would just finish showering and then put on...actually, maybe another time." You want to know more, but she moves the conversation in another direction. "Anyway, why do you ask?" "Well, I was considering doing it." "Really? That would be so hot! I bet they would make your panties feel much more comfortable." She remarks with a flirtatious smile. Sadly, the bell inevitably rings, leaving the two of you to say goodbye to each other. [[5-1e<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR gt 1 and $AshTalkShave is 1 or $GrayLunchFail lt 1 and $AshR gt 1 and $AshTalkShave is 1>>You find $Ash outside of your usual waiting spot before finding a somewhat secluded spot to chat. For a while you talk about little of note. $Ash does remind you how hot she found you wearing panties, but other than that, the hour is most notable for the makeout session it becomes, which is greatly teasing for your locked up penis. [[5-1e<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR lt 2>>With $Ash not suggesting where to meet up, you are clueless about what to do at lunch. The locker rooms are now in use at 12, so you aimlessly wander the halls until you find a quiet spot to relax. After what feels like hours, the bell rings, and you head to your next lesson. [[5-1e<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<if $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. “Actually, I wanted to apologize for not following your rules. I’ll try to be better in the future.” She pauses from her work for a moment to consider your comments. Finally, she looks at you. “Then wear what I tell you to wear, then you won’t have to apologize. Now, please leave.” You do as she asks, and walk out the eerily quiet classroom. [[5-2e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<elseif $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayR lt -1>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. "I wanted to say that I'm sorry for being a bad student. I will try my best to not annoy you in the future." Finally moving her eyes to you, she replies "thank you $name . I hope you are being sincere. Now, you should leave before you are late to your next lesson." As brief as her gratitude was, you are thankful that it was there at all, so you head out to your next lesson before finding a way to annoy her again. [[5-2e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny gt 8>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are so horny that you can't help but look at her luscious breasts. You don't pay attention to her face, and so you nearly jump out of your seat when she shouts at you. "$name , would you at least try to be subtle. This is totally inappropriate!" Her warning deters you from looking further, so your eyes observe anywhere but Miss $Gray . [[5-2e<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny lt 9 or $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $Horny lt 9>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are subtle with your spying, so you assume she has no idea what you are doing, and the absence of her yelling bolsters you in. Still, there are better ways to be spending your lunch than being stuck in a classroom for an hour. If you ever want to do anything else during your break, you’ll have to find a way to get on Miss $Gray ‘s good side. When the bell rings, she sends you away with a warning to be better behaved in the future. You head to the door, before you look back and realize you could apologize. [[5-2d Lunch<-Apologize][$GrayApol to 1]] [[5-2e<-Leave][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR gt 1 and $AshTalkShave is 0 or $GrayLunchFail lt 1 and $AshR gt 1 and $AshTalkShave is 0>><<set $AshTalkShave to 1>>"Like what you see?" $Ash asks, noticing you had zoned out looking at her legs. "Sorry, I was just...well, do you mind if I ask you a question?" "Shoot." "What's it like having shaved legs?" "Pretty awesome. Well, I've gotten used to having them hairless so I can't compare much anymore, but I remember when I first did it. Everything feels heavenly on shaven skin, so much more sensitive. I once actually had a fantasy about it." "What do you mean?" "Well, me and my lover would just finish showering and then put on...actually, maybe another time." You want to know more, but she moves the conversation in another direction. "Anyway, why do you ask?" "Well, I was considering doing it." "Really? That would be so hot! I bet they would make your panties feel much more comfortable." She remarks with a flirtatious smile. Sadly, the bell inevitably rings, leaving the two of you to say goodbye to each other. [[5-2e<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR gt 1 and $AshTalkShave is 1 or $GrayLunchFail lt 1 and $AshR gt 1 and $AshTalkShave is 1>>You find $Ash outside of your usual waiting spot before finding a somewhat secluded spot to chat. For a while you talk about little of note. $Ash does remind you how hot she found you wearing panties, but other than that, the hour is most notable for the makeout session it becomes, which is greatly teasing for your locked up penis. [[5-2e<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR lt 2>>With $Ash not suggesting where to meet up, you are clueless about what to do at lunch. The locker rooms are now in use at 12, so you aimlessly wander the halls until you find a quiet spot to relax. After what feels like hours, the bell rings, and you head to your next lesson. [[5-2e<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<if $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. “Actually, I wanted to apologize for not following your rules. I’ll try to be better in the future.” She pauses from her work for a moment to consider your comments. Finally, she looks at you. “Then wear what I tell you to wear, then you won’t have to apologize. Now, please leave.” You do as she asks, and walk out the eerily quiet classroom. [[5-3e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<elseif $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayR lt -1>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. "I wanted to say that I'm sorry for being a bad student. I will try my best to not annoy you in the future." Finally moving her eyes to you, she replies "thank you $name . I hope you are being sincere. Now, you should leave before you are late to your next lesson." As brief as her gratitude was, you are thankful that it was there at all, so you head out to your next lesson before finding a way to annoy her again. [[5-3e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny gt 8>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are so horny that you can't help but look at her luscious breasts. You don't pay attention to her face, and so you nearly jump out of your seat when she shouts at you. "$name , would you at least try to be subtle. This is totally inappropriate!" Her warning deters you from looking further, so your eyes observe anywhere but Miss $Gray . [[5-3e<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny lt 9 or $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $Horny lt 9>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are subtle with your spying, so you assume she has no idea what you are doing, and the absence of her yelling bolsters you in. Still, there are better ways to be spending your lunch than being stuck in a classroom for an hour. If you ever want to do anything else during your break, you’ll have to find a way to get on Miss $Gray ‘s good side. When the bell rings, she sends you away with a warning to be better behaved in the future. You head to the door, before you look back and realize you could apologize. [[5-3d Lunch<-Apologize][$GrayApol to 1]] [[5-3e<-Leave][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR gt 1 and $AshTalkShave is 0 or $GrayLunchFail lt 1 and $AshR gt 1 and $AshTalkShave is 0>><<set $AshTalkShave to 1>>"Like what you see?" $Ash asks, noticing you had zoned out looking at her legs. "Sorry, I was just...well, do you mind if I ask you a question?" "Shoot." "What's it like having shaved legs?" "Pretty awesome. Well, I've gotten used to having them hairless so I can't compare much anymore, but I remember when I first did it. Everything feels heavenly on shaven skin, so much more sensitive. I once actually had a fantasy about it." "What do you mean?" "Well, me and my lover would just finish showering and then put on...actually, maybe another time." You want to know more, but she moves the conversation in another direction. "Anyway, why do you ask?" "Well, I was considering doing it." "Really? That would be so hot! I bet they would make your panties feel much more comfortable." She remarks with a flirtatious smile. Sadly, the bell inevitably rings, leaving the two of you to say goodbye to each other. [[5-3e<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR gt 1 and $AshTalkShave is 1 or $GrayLunchFail lt 1 and $AshR gt 1 and $AshTalkShave is 1>>You find $Ash outside of your usual waiting spot before finding a somewhat secluded spot to chat. For a while you talk about little of note. $Ash does remind you how hot she found you wearing panties, but other than that, the hour is most notable for the makeout session it becomes, which is greatly teasing for your locked up penis. [[5-3e<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR lt 2>>With $Ash not suggesting where to meet up, you are clueless about what to do at lunch. The locker rooms are now in use at 12, so you aimlessly wander the halls until you find a quiet spot to relax. After what feels like hours, the bell rings, and you head to your next lesson. [[5-3e<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $AshR to $AshR -2>>\ <<set $MallSaturday to 7>>\ Despite the fact that she’s the only girl who willingly touches your dick, you turn to $Ash and explain your feelings. “I’m sorry, but I’d like to be with $Jen .” Out of the corner of your eye, $Jen is smiling. $Ash doesn’t let any expression show. You anticipate the shouting match to return for round 2, but with you as the opponent, so you’re surprised when $Ash lets a smile return to her face. “Alright, if that’s what you want. Come to my house tomorrow and we can hang out then instead.” She then waves goodbye as she walks away. “I’m impressed, I thought you would have let those long legs and eager hands get in your head.” “I’ve never seen her be so aggressive. What was all that stuff she was talking about?” You ask, turning your head back to $Jen . You can see the usual air of confidence around her has faded slightly. “My family doesn’t exactly have a good reputation in this city. We should go sit down somewhere. Come on, let me introduce you to the food court.” [[Mall Week 5 With Ash Swap 1<-Continue][$M to $M + 10]]

<<if $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. “Actually, I wanted to apologize for not following your rules. I’ll try to be better in the future.” She pauses from her work for a moment to consider your comments. Finally, she looks at you. “Then wear what I tell you to wear, then you won’t have to apologize. Now, please leave.” You do as she asks, and walk out the eerily quiet classroom. [[6-1e w Punish<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<elseif $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayR lt -1>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. "I wanted to say that I'm sorry for being a bad student. I will try my best to not annoy you in the future." Finally moving her eyes to you, she replies "thank you $name . I hope you are being sincere. Now, you should leave before you are late to your next lesson." As brief as her gratitude was, you are thankful that it was there at all, so you head out to your next lesson before finding a way to annoy her again. [[6-1e w Punish<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny gt 8>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are so horny that you can't help but look at her luscious breasts. You don't pay attention to her face, and so you nearly jump out of your seat when she shouts at you. "$name , would you at least try to be subtle. This is totally inappropriate!" Her warning deters you from looking further, so your eyes observe anywhere but Miss $Gray . [[6-1e w Punish<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny lt 9 or $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $Horny lt 9>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are subtle with your spying, so you assume she has no idea what you are doing, and the absence of her yelling bolsters you in. Still, there are better ways to be spending your lunch than being stuck in a classroom for an hour. If you ever want to do anything else during your break, you’ll have to find a way to get on Miss $Gray ‘s good side. When the bell rings, she sends you away with a warning to be better behaved in the future. You head to the door, before you look back and realize you could apologize. [[6-1d Lunch<-Apologize][$GrayApol to 1]] [[6-1e w Punish<-Leave][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $AshMad is 1>>Thanks to your failed relationship with $Ash , you’ve nobody to hang around with at lunch, which while uncomfortable, and sometimes regrettable, you remind yourself that it’s for the best. After what feels like hours, the bell rings, and you head to your next lesson. [[6-1e w Punish<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR gt 1 or $GrayLunchFail lt 1 and $AshR gt 1>><<set $AshTalkShave to 1>>You find $Ash outside of your usual waiting spot before finding a somewhat secluded spot to chat. For a while you talk about little of note. $Ash does remind you how hot she found you wearing panties, but other than that, the hour is most notable for the makeout session it becomes, which is greatly teasing for your locked up penis. [[6-1e w Punish<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR lt 2>>With $Ash not suggesting where to meet up, you are clueless about what to do at lunch. The locker rooms are now in use at 12, so you aimlessly wander the halls until you find a quiet spot to relax. After what feels like hours, the bell rings, and you head to your next lesson. [[6-1e w Punish<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $Money to $Money - 50>>\ <<set $M to $M + 10>>\ You reach into your pocket, taking out your wallet. After retrieving the money for $Jen , she smiles at seeing her present. "Thanks $name . Same time next week?" She laughs, knowing your lack of a choice. <<if visited("Mall Week 5 Jen Walk")>> ”Actually, I wanted to say I had a good time with you on Saturday. We should do something like it again at some point.” You give a noncommittal answer to her suggestion<</if>>\ $Jen then walks out. You soon follow, once more confused by her. [[6-1f<-Continue]]

<<if $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. “Actually, I wanted to apologize for not following your rules. I’ll try to be better in the future.” She pauses from her work for a moment to consider your comments. Finally, she looks at you. “Then wear what I tell you to wear, then you won’t have to apologize. Now, please leave.” You do as she asks, and walk out the eerily quiet classroom. [[6-5e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<elseif $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayR lt -1>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. "I wanted to say that I'm sorry for being a bad student. I will try my best to not annoy you in the future." Finally moving her eyes to you, she replies "thank you $name . I hope you are being sincere. Now, you should leave before you are late to your next lesson." As brief as her gratitude was, you are thankful that it was there at all, so you head out to your next lesson before finding a way to annoy her again. [[6-5e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny gt 8>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are so horny that you can't help but look at her luscious breasts. You don't pay attention to her face, and so you nearly jump out of your seat when she shouts at you. "$name , would you at least try to be subtle. This is totally inappropriate!" Her warning deters you from looking further, so your eyes observe anywhere but Miss $Gray . [[6-5e<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny lt 9 or $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $Horny lt 9>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are subtle with your spying, so you assume she has no idea what you are doing, and the absence of her yelling bolsters you in. Still, there are better ways to be spending your lunch than being stuck in a classroom for an hour. If you ever want to do anything else during your break, you’ll have to find a way to get on Miss $Gray ‘s good side. When the bell rings, she sends you away with a warning to be better behaved in the future. You head to the door, before you look back and realize you could apologize. [[6-5d Lunch<-Apologize][$GrayApol to 1]] [[6-5e<-Leave][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $AshMad is 1>>Thanks to your failed relationship with $Ash , you’ve nobody to hang around with at lunch, which while uncomfortable, and sometimes regrettable, you remind yourself that it’s for the best. After what feels like hours, the bell rings, and you head to your next lesson. [[6-5e<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR gt 1 or $GrayLunchFail lt 1 and $AshR gt 1>>You find $Ash outside of your usual waiting spot before finding a somewhat secluded spot to chat. For a while you talk about little of note. $Ash does remind you how hot she found you wearing panties, but other than that, the hour is most notable for the makeout session it becomes, which is greatly teasing for your locked up penis. [[6-5e<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR lt 2>>With $Ash not suggesting where to meet up, you are clueless about what to do at lunch. The locker rooms are now in use at 12, so you aimlessly wander the halls until you find a quiet spot to relax. After what feels like hours, the bell rings, and you head to your next lesson. [[6-5e<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $Horny to $Horny + 2>>\ <<if $SkirtTask1 is 1>><<set $SkirtTask1 to 2>><</if>>\ <<if $SkirtTask2 is 1>><<set $SkirtTask2 to 2>><</if>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/TwT2S6dj/Skirt-Room.jpg]] With a bizarre new addition to your wardrobe wrapped around your waist, you consider how to take a picture. Trying to take a traditional selfie doesn’t work - some pictures don’t show off the skirt enough, while some don’t include your face. Not that Miss $Gray insisted it did, but you are curious how you’d look. Instead, you post the phone on a cabinet, and set it to timer mode. After a dozen distinct shutter sounds, you still aren’t satisfied however. The pictures lack personality since you’re not used to this type of outfit, as though an alien were given human clothing, and not just in terms of your extra limbs. Out of frustration, you decide to try something radically different. Rather than looking like a bored mannequin, you experiment with throwing in some poses, like throwing up peace signs, pouting, resting your hands expectantly on your hips, and even turning around to feature more of your displated ass. This time, the pictures return a playful sight; they actually turned out well. When you ignore your out of place face, the figure actually looks like a woman. Smiling, you’re about to undress. <<if $CC2 is 3>>Strangely, you feel pressure growing in your chastity cage. It’s as uncomfortable as always, but this time, it feels even more frustrating. Despite your better instincts, you’d love to masturbate to the shots you took. Maybe the cage is finally doing something good in precluding that new level of degeneracy. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]\ <<elseif $CC2 is 2>>Strangely, you feel pressure growing in your chastity cage. It’s as uncomfortable as always, but despite your better instincts, you want to masturbate to the shots you took. Glancing at the key to your cock, you ‘re reminded you can. [[Room<-Don’t unlock yourself][$H to $H + 1]] [[Task Skirt Already Cum<-Unlock yourself][$H to $H + 1]]\ <<elseif $CC2 is 1 and $Horny gt 7>>Strangely, you notice your dick is actually hard, pressing against the material of the skirt. And despite your better instincts, you want to masturbate to the shots you took. You’re too horny to ignore your primal instincts. [[Task Skirt Already Cum<-Masturbate][$H to $H + 1]]\ <<elseif $CC2 is 1 and $Horny lt 8>>Strangely, you notice your dick is actually hard, pressing against the material of the skirt. And despite your better instincts, you want to masturbate to the shots you took. [[Room<-Resist the urge[[$H to $H + 1]] [[Task Skirt Already Cum<-Masturbate][$H to $H + 1]]<</if>>

<<if $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. “Actually, I wanted to apologize for not following your rules. I’ll try to be better in the future.” She pauses from her work for a moment to consider your comments. Finally, she looks at you. “Then wear what I tell you to wear, then you won’t have to apologize. Now, please leave.” You do as she asks, and walk out the eerily quiet classroom. [[7-1e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<elseif $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayR lt -1>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. "I wanted to say that I'm sorry for being a bad student. I will try my best to not annoy you in the future." Finally moving her eyes to you, she replies "thank you $name . I hope you are being sincere. Now, you should leave before you are late to your next lesson." As brief as her gratitude was, you are thankful that it was there at all, so you head out to your next lesson before finding a way to annoy her again. [[7-1e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny gt 8>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are so horny that you can't help but look at her luscious breasts. You don't pay attention to her face, and so you nearly jump out of your seat when she shouts at you. "$name , would you at least try to be subtle. This is totally inappropriate!" Her warning deters you from looking further, so your eyes observe anywhere but Miss $Gray . [[7-1e<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny lt 9 or $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $Horny lt 9>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are subtle with your spying, so you assume she has no idea what you are doing, and the absence of her yelling bolsters you in. Still, there are better ways to be spending your lunch than being stuck in a classroom for an hour. If you ever want to do anything else during your break, you’ll have to find a way to get on Miss $Gray ‘s good side. When the bell rings, she sends you away with a warning to be better behaved in the future. You head to the door, before you look back and realize you could apologize. [[7-1d Lunch<-Apologize][$GrayApol to 1]] [[7-1e<-Leave][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $AshMad is 1>>Thanks to your failed relationship with $Ash , you’ve nobody to hang around with at lunch, which while uncomfortable, and sometimes regrettable, you remind yourself that it’s for the best. After what feels like hours, the bell rings, and you head to your next lesson. [[7-1e<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR gt 1 or $GrayLunchFail lt 1 and $AshR gt 1>>You find $Ash outside of your usual waiting spot before finding a somewhat secluded spot to chat. For a while you talk about little of note. $Ash does remind you how hot she found you wearing panties, but other than that, the hour is most notable for the makeout session it becomes, which is greatly teasing for your locked up penis. [[7-1e<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 3>>With $Ash not suggesting where to meet up, you are clueless about what to do at lunch. Just when you think you have a quiet place of sanctuary to hide from all the cruelty of this school, girls come along, laughing at you. Not for being a man, as you quickly became used to here, but for being a sissy, which they insist you are. “Did you see those pictures of him in the toilets?” “How can someone be so pathetic?” You promptly leave to find somewhere else to relax - a process which repeats itself a dozen times over the hour. By the end of the period, you’re left more stressed out than when it began. [[7-1e<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR lt 2>>With $Ash not suggesting where to meet up, you are clueless about what to do at lunch. The locker rooms are now in use at 12, so you aimlessly wander the halls until you find a quiet spot to relax. After what feels like hours, the bell rings, and you head to your next lesson. [[7-1e<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 16>>\ Before you can leave the teasing walls of Farrix, you’re intercepted by $Jen , who beckons you to follow her into the toilets. You’re thankful she’s led you somewhere secluded, but it’s good for her too. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/j5Mc7vbW/Jen-toilets.jpg]] "I hope you have my money." <<if $Money gt 49>>[[Jen Monday 4 Pay<-Pay her]]\ <<else>>You don't have enough money to pay her.<</if>> [[Jen Monday 4 Don't Pay<-Don't pay her]]

<<set $Money to $Money - 50>>\ <<set $M to $M + 10>>\ You reach into your pocket, taking out your wallet. After retrieving the money for $Jen , she smiles at seeing her present. "Thanks $name . Same time next week?" She laughs, knowing your lack of a choice. You can’t help but feel that she’s a little distracted today compared to her normal demanding self. Her eyes are typically locked on you, sending shivers down your spine, but today, she’s a little off. In fact her eyes seem to be looking at something else…something a little lower. You brush it off as being nothing, and she soon leaves without saying anything more. [[7-1f<-Continue]]

<<if $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. “Actually, I wanted to apologize for not following your rules. I’ll try to be better in the future.” She pauses from her work for a moment to consider your comments. Finally, she looks at you. “Then wear what I tell you to wear, then you won’t have to apologize. Now, please leave.” You do as she asks, and walk out the eerily quiet classroom. [[7-5e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<elseif $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayR lt -1>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. "I wanted to say that I'm sorry for being a bad student. I will try my best to not annoy you in the future." Finally moving her eyes to you, she replies "thank you $name . I hope you are being sincere. Now, you should leave before you are late to your next lesson." As brief as her gratitude was, you are thankful that it was there at all, so you head out to your next lesson before finding a way to annoy her again. [[7-5e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny gt 8>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are so horny that you can't help but look at her luscious breasts. You don't pay attention to her face, and so you nearly jump out of your seat when she shouts at you. "$name , would you at least try to be subtle. This is totally inappropriate!" Her warning deters you from looking further, so your eyes observe anywhere but Miss $Gray . [[7-5e<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny lt 9 or $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $Horny lt 9>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are subtle with your spying, so you assume she has no idea what you are doing, and the absence of her yelling bolsters you in. Still, there are better ways to be spending your lunch than being stuck in a classroom for an hour. If you ever want to do anything else during your break, you’ll have to find a way to get on Miss $Gray ‘s good side. When the bell rings, she sends you away with a warning to be better behaved in the future. You head to the door, before you look back and realize you could apologize. [[7-5d Lunch<-Apologize][$GrayApol to 1]] [[7-5e<-Leave][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $AshMad is 1>>Thanks to your failed relationship with $Ash , you’ve nobody to hang around with at lunch, which while uncomfortable, and sometimes regrettable, you remind yourself that it’s for the best. After what feels like hours, the bell rings, and you head to your next lesson. [[7-5e<-Continue]] <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR gt 1 or $GrayLunchFail lt 1 and $AshR gt 1>>“So are you excited for the weekend? Just how long have you been dreaming about losing your virginity? Most of your life, I’m sure, and now you’ll finally get to do it, and with me, no less. I don’t know how you’re containing your excitement.” You have no clue either. Maybe all the tasks and rules Miss $Gray has forced on you since you started Farrix have made sex slip into the background of your mind a little, but if you play your cards right, you’ll be able to accomplish your lifelong mission soon enough. The rest of the period is largely a makeout session, giving you even more encouragement to meet her at the weekend. [[7-5e<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 3>>With $Ash not suggesting where to meet up, you are clueless about what to do at lunch. Just when you think you have a quiet place of sanctuary to hide from all the cruelty of this school, girls come along, laughing at you. Not for being a man, as you quickly became used to here, but for being a sissy, which they insist you are. “Did you see those pictures of him in the toilets?” “How can someone be so pathetic?” You promptly leave to find somewhere else to relax - a process which repeats itself a dozen times over the hour. By the end of the period, you’re left more stressed out than when it began. [[7-5e<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR lt 2>>With $Ash not suggesting where to meet up, you are clueless about what to do at lunch. The locker rooms are now in use at 12, so you aimlessly wander the halls until you find a quiet spot to relax. After what feels like hours, the bell rings, and you head to your next lesson. [[7-5e<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<if $JenR lt -1>>It’s not the “sticking up for yourself moment” you felt it would be, but you tell $Jen that if she’s going to make you pay her, she can shove the key where she shoved her butt plug. “I knew you were stupid, but if you’re willing to throw away this golden opportunity, then you don’t deserve it anyway.” She pockets the small piece of metal, and practically throws you out the house. //Fuck// The last chance you had at having sex just blew up in your face, purely because of your ego not allowing you to give a girl some money.\ <<else>>It’s not the “sticking up for yourself moment” you felt it would be, but you tell $Jen that if she’s going to make you kiss her ass, she can shove the key where she shoved her butt plug. “I knew you were stupid, but if you’re willing to throw away this golden opportunity, then you don’t deserve it anyway.” She pockets the small piece of metal, and practically throws you out the house. //Fuck// The last chance you had at having sex just blew up in your face, purely because of your ego not allowing you to give a girl a tiny kiss.<</if>> You take a slow stroll home, cursing yourself. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $Stress to $Stress + 3]]

<<if $JenR gt -2>><<set $CC2 to 2>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 2>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/J7dMVXv6/Jen-ass.jpg]] You lean over, moving your face right behind $Jen ‘s generous ass. “I’m waiting.” Coldly, your lips make contact with her cheeks for barely a second. “Come on, what am I, your grandmother?” Again you move slightly closer, and once again praise her butt cheeks with your lips. You know she won’t be pleased at you stopping at just another kiss, so you carry on, worshiping her rear, as though it were a deity. Your display of affection moves closer and closer to her asshole, which you’re sure is plugged. You rotate around the small hole, getting more action with her ass than you’ve had with any girl as you try and decide if it’s more or less humiliating that she’s wearing clothes. “I think that’s enough.” You reel back, and realize that at some point, you actually put your hands on her hips for better leverage. “Well, I think you’ve earned this.” After she hands you the key, your hand moves like a lightning bolt, shooting into your underwear to unlock the cage. A satisfying click sends a rush of happiness over you. It works. You rush over to $Jen and give her a hug, your pants still down. “Thank you.” She seems to be happy that you’re happy, with a similar sense of glee across her face. [[Jen 7b<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Money lt 20>>You hand her your wallet so she can fish out the money herself. “Really? This is all you have?” She throws your wallet on the ground without taking anything out. “You should probably get enough for Monday.” Despite your better instincts, you still want that key. “Oh, so you think you deserve this?” She dangles the key centimeters above her tongue, threatening to swallow it. “Wait, please don’t!” “Why shouldn’t I? First you disrespect me, then you can’t even afford to pay for some cheap jewelry.” “I’m sorry.” “Too late.” The key drops onto her tongue, which retreats back into her mouth. Any thoughts of stopping her are for nothing when you see her swallow a second later. //Fuck// You want to scream and shout, but more than anything, you just feel defeated. Your last chance at having sex just blew up in your face. Without even being asked, you defeatedly trudge out, taking a slow stroll home, cursing the stars and kicking the pavement. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 5, $Stress to $Stress + 2, $JenR to $JenR - 1]]\ <<else>><<set $Money to 0, $CC2 to 2>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/2SxCttDv/Money.jpg]] You hand her your wallet so she can fish out the money herself. “You might want to get working so you have enough for Monday.” You decide you can worry about that on Monday, because today all you can think about is sex. $Jen tosses you the key, and you have to hope it works because you don’t stick around to test if it does. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]<</if>>\

<<if $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayLunchFail gt 0>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. “Actually, I wanted to apologize for not following your rules. I’ll try to be better in the future.” She pauses from her work for a moment to consider your comments. Finally, she looks at you. “Then wear what I tell you to wear, then you won’t have to apologize. Now, please leave.” You do as she asks, and walk out the eerily quiet classroom. [[8-1e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<elseif $GrayApol is 1 and $GrayR lt -1>>You walk up to Miss $Gray 's desk, where she doesn't notice you. "Miss $Gray ?" "$name , I already told you that you may leave." She retorts, not even taking her eyes away from her monitor. "I wanted to say that I'm sorry for being a bad student. I will try my best to not annoy you in the future." Finally moving her eyes to you, she replies "thank you $name . I hope you are being sincere. Now, you should leave before you are late to your next lesson." As brief as her gratitude was, you are thankful that it was there at all, so you head out to your next lesson before finding a way to annoy her again. [[8-1e<-Continue][$GrayApol to 0, $Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny gt 8>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are so horny that you can't help but look at her luscious breasts. You don't pay attention to her face, and so you nearly jump out of your seat when she shouts at you. "$name , would you at least try to be subtle. This is totally inappropriate!" Her warning deters you from looking further, so your eyes observe anywhere but Miss $Gray . [[8-1e<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 3]]\ <<elseif $GrayR lt -1 and $Horny lt 9 or $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $Horny lt 9>>Realizing that you should, in general, not annoy the woman who has the key to your penis, you head to room 68 to spend an unpleasant lunch with Miss $Gray . "Ah, $name . As much as I am sure that little cage is doing its job, I certainly could be more pleased with your behavior, so you will be spending your lunch in my company." //Great.// She doesn't tell you to do anything, so you sit down at your usual table, and wait as the time drifts away. With Miss $Gray using her computer, she doesn't pay much attention to you, so you try and look at her boobs as much as you can without getting caught. You are subtle with your spying, so you assume she has no idea what you are doing, and the absence of her yelling bolsters you in. Still, there are better ways to be spending your lunch than being stuck in a classroom for an hour. If you ever want to do anything else during your break, you’ll have to find a way to get on Miss $Gray ‘s good side. When the bell rings, she sends you away with a warning to be better behaved in the future. You head to the door, before you look back and realize you could apologize. [[8-1d Lunch<-Apologize][$GrayApol to 1]] [[8-1e<-Leave][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $AshMad is 1>>Thanks to your failed relationship with $Ash , you’ve nobody to hang around with at lunch, which while uncomfortable, and sometimes regrettable, you remind yourself that it’s for the best. After what feels like hours, the bell rings, and you head to your next lesson. [[8-1e<-Leave]]\ <<elseif $GrayR gt -2 and $AshR gt 1 or $GrayLunchFail lt 1 and $AshR gt 1>>“So are you excited for the weekend? Just how long have you been dreaming about losing your virginity? Most of your life, I’m sure, and now you’ll finally get to do it, and with me, no less. I don’t know how you’re containing your excitement.” You have no clue either. Maybe all the tasks and rules Miss $Gray has forced on you since you started Farrix have made sex slip into the background of your mind a little, but if you play your cards right, you’ll be able to accomplish your lifelong mission soon enough. The rest of the period is largely a makeout session, giving you even more encouragement to meet her at the weekend. [[8-1e<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 3>>With $Ash not suggesting where to meet up, you are clueless about what to do at lunch. Just when you think you have a quiet place of sanctuary to hide from all the cruelty of this school, girls come along, laughing at you. Not for being a man, as you quickly became used to here, but for being a sissy, which they insist you are. “Did you see those pictures of him in the toilets?” “How can someone be so pathetic?” You promptly leave to find somewhere else to relax - a process which repeats itself a dozen times over the hour. By the end of the period, you’re left more stressed out than when it began. [[8-1e<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1]]\ <<elseif $AshMad is 1>>Despite her not explicitly telling you not to meet her, you figure $Ash wouldn’t appreciate your presence right now, so you wander alone throughout the period. [[8-1e<-Continue]]\ <<else>>Though you are hanging around your usual spot, you can’t find $Ash . Given how long the two of you have known each other now, you find it hard to believe it’s because she forgot. While you wait, your mind fills with anxious thoughts of if she’s alright, or if you’ve done something to upset her. [[8-1e<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<if $KissAshShoes is 1>><<set $FootFetish to $FootFetish + 1>>With a final observation to confirm there’s no one in the immediate vicinity, you kneel down, first to one knee. But when you realize that you can’t reach $Ash ‘s shoes in that position, you put both legs against the hard concrete in order to reach her footwear. You lean in, lips first, to plant a dry show of affection on the cold leather material of her flats. You quickly leave your submissive position so that you’re once again at eye contact level with $Ash . She offers no response to what you did, even though she was the one who told you to do it. //Did she not expect me to do that? Or was she checking to see what I was willing to do?// “Good. Now, I want you to meet me at the mall this Saturday, and bring at least 100$ or don’t bother coming at all.” By the time you’ve finished talking, $Ash has arrived at her house, and she leaves without a warm goodbye that exemplified your friendship before, leaving you alone and nervous. [[Room<-Continue][$M to $M + 30, $Stress to $Stress + 3, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $KissAshShoes is 0>>When $Ash realizes you don’t intend on leaning down to kiss her shoes, she doesn’t force you to, and she doesn’t even slap you again. “Very well, but I promise you will regret that. Sooner or later you will realize that you’re my bitch, to do with as I please. Now, I want you to meet me at the mall this Saturday, and bring at least 100$ or don’t bother coming at all.” By the time you’ve finished talking, $Ash has arrived at her house, and she leaves without a warm goodbye that exemplified your friendship before, leaving you alone and nervous. [[Room<-Continue][$M to $M + 30, $Stress to $Stress + 3, $AshR to $AshR - 1]]<</if>>

$Jen beckons you to follow her into the toilets. You’re thankful she’s led you somewhere secluded, but it’s good for her too. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/j5Mc7vbW/Jen-toilets.jpg]] "I hope you have my money." <<if $Money gt 49>>[[Jen Monday 5 Pay<-Pay her]]\ <<else>>You don't have enough money to pay her.<</if>> [[Jen Monday 5 Don't Pay<-Don't pay her]]

<<set $Money to $Money - 50>>\ <<set $M to $M + 10>>\ You reach into your pocket, taking out your wallet. After retrieving the money for $Jen , she smiles at seeing her present. "Thanks $name . Same time next week?" She laughs, knowing your lack of a choice. <<if $JenKey is 1>>”How’s that key working out for you?” “It’s great! Thanks again for your help.” “You’re welcome…sissy.”<</if>> She saunters off, and you soon follow. [[8-1d Lunch<-Continue to lunch]]

$Jen beckons you to follow her into the toilets. You’re thankful she’s led you somewhere secluded, but it’s good for her too. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/j5Mc7vbW/Jen-toilets.jpg]] "I hope you have my money." <<if $Money gt 49>>[[Jen Monday 6 Pay<-Pay her]]\ <<else>>You don't have enough money to pay her.<</if>> [[Jen Monday 6 Don't Pay<-Don't pay her]]

<<set $JenLevel to $JenLevel + 1>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/j5Mc7vbW/Jen-toilets.jpg]] When $Jen realizes that you aren't reaching for any money, her demeanor turns from one of expectancy, to one of anger. <<if $JenLevel is 1>>"I really thought you would have realized how serious I am." After a moment of complete silence with you being too cowardly to apologize or even argue about how cruel she is, a hand flies towards your face, and a stinging sensation follows. You're in complete shock that this ==woman== bitch just slapped you. Maybe you could understand or forgive her trying to extort you, but hitting you was crossing a line. With an increased aggression in your voice that even you are surprised by, you begin to yell at her. "How dare you! I don't have to give you any money. Only a bitch like you would try and blackmail someone - you're lucky I don't hit you back." "I dare you to try it. You do that and I go running to the head teacher, screaming about how you've abused me ever since you came here, and then you end up going to prison. In fact, I'm sure you'd love that; all those men, willing to give you it up the ass around every corner, whether you want it or not." Just like that, her threat has drained any will of fighting back from you. She's completely serious. "Let me be clear. You fuck up like this one more time, and I'll make sure that happens." She leaves. You feel yourself begin to tear up at how little power you have. Blackmail. Coercion. Abuse from a teacher and a student. This school has changed you, and now, it has almost broken you. You spend the better part of an hour there, slouched against a brick wall.\ <<elseif $JenLevel is 2>>An exaggerated sigh exits her mouth. “It’s quite simple, $name . You give me fifty dollars every week and I don’t go telling everyone your secret. I don’t see why even an idiot like you can’t get it around your thick skull.” She pauses for a moment, considering what to do. “But if I shared everything that I know about you with everyone, then you’d have no reason to pay me anymore, would you? Hmm - the old extorter’s paradox. Well, you’re not getting away with this because the answer is quite simple. I’ll be telling some people, and showing off the pictures that I have of you. It’ll only be a few girls at Farrix, for now. You’ll have no clue who they are - but you’ll be able to hear them whispering about you soon enough. Fail to pay me again, and I’ll fill in even more girls about you being a sissy. Keep floundering with your payments, and soon enough the whole school will know, and then the rest of the city. I’m sure even an idiot sissy like you can understand how that’ll ruin your life. As much as I like your money, ruining your life sounds like a fun substitution.” She barges past you, inevitably to tell some of the students that you’re a sissy, and with her previous threats in your mind over if you tried to physically stop her, you can’t prevent it now.\ <<elseif $JenLevel is 3>>”You really don’t seem to value your life that much, do you? I thought the couple of people I had told would have made you change your tune, but evidently not. If you’re so content on making everyone know how much of a sissy loser you are, then you won’t mind if I tell even more of the school, will you?” She laughs as she strolls past you, no doubt with intentions of following through in her promise.\ <<elseif $JenLevel is 4>><<set $TimesSpatOn to $TimesSpatOn + 1>>”I’m really confused what your issue is. You’re standing in front of me, a pathetic quivering shell of a man who shivers when I raise my voice slightly. I could slap you in the face a hundred times, and you still wouldn’t have the balls to stop me. You look down in shame whenever I call you a sissy, and I’ve even made you wear a butt plug. If that doesn’t make someone pathetic, I don’t know what does. And yet despite how cowardly you are, you still refuse to pay me - it’s like you want to be exposed.” She pauses, annoyed at the lack of success her method of extortion is bringing. “I was being nice before, you know. I was only telling the people in your class about your disgusting nature. I had hoped just that small amount of shame would put you into action, but I suppose not. So from now on, I’ll be telling everyone, regardless of if they know you, your name, or even if they care. Expect details of you to be written all over the school bathrooms. If you thought being the only boy in a girls' school was bad, wait until you realize how humiliating it is to be a sissy in a girls’ school, and for everyone to know.” She spits directly on the bridge on your nose before storming out.\ <<elseif $JenLevel is 5>>”I’m not sure when you’re going to learn your lesson. Wait…lesson…hmm. That’s it!" You shiver at whatever $Jen ‘s eureka moment is. “Here I was thinking “how could I tell more students” when I was asking the completely wrong question. I don’t have to just tell students - I can tell teachers too! Don't worry, I can be subtle. “Oh, Mr Hawt, you teach my friend $name , right? Do you know if he’s okay? He ran out of my house the other day with my makeup spilling out his pocket, it was so weird.” Ha! I can’t wait to see their faces upon realizing what a sissy they’ve been teaching.” She’s cackling as she exits the toilets, with you once again having no one else to blame.\ <<elseif $JenLevel is 6>>“You’re just doing this to mock me now, aren’t you? I know you think this gives you some amount of power, but you’re just being stubborn, destroying your own life just out of spite for me. Well fine, that’s fun too. So let’s see, I’ve told people in your class, then the rest of the students, and now the teachers. I think what’s left is to tell the rest of the city, right? You won’t be able to enter the mall without people staring you down from the other side. Well, I hope that’s worth your fifty dollars. I suppose you can buy some lingerie with that - all while the staff have seen pictures of you wearing some before. Enjoy your ruined life, sissy!” She’s almost resigned as she leaves. You know she’s not lying about her intentions, but she also knows that it won’t have an impact on you, since none of her other threats have either.<</if>> [[9-1c Lunch<-Continue]]

$Jen beckons you to follow her into the toilets. You’re thankful she’s led you somewhere secluded, but it’s good for her too. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/j5Mc7vbW/Jen-toilets.jpg]] "I hope you have my money." <<if $Money gt 49>>[[Jen Monday 7 Pay<-Pay her]]\ <<else>>You don't have enough money to pay her.<</if>> [[Jen Monday 7 Don't Pay<-Don't pay her]]

<<set $Money to $Money - 50>>\ <<set $M to $M + 10>>\ You reach into your pocket, taking out your wallet. After retrieving the money for $Jen , she smiles at seeing her present. "Thanks $name . Same time next week?" She laughs, knowing your lack of a choice. After she saunters off, you follow in her footsteps. [[10-1c Lunch<-Continue]]

$Jen beckons you to follow her into the toilets. You’re thankful she’s led you somewhere secluded, but it’s good for her too. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/j5Mc7vbW/Jen-toilets.jpg]] "I hope you have my money." <<if $Money gt 49>>[[Jen Monday 8 Pay<-Pay her]]\ <<else>>You don't have enough money to pay her.<</if>> [[Jen Monday 8 Don't Pay<-Don't pay her]]

<<set $Money to $Money - 50>>\ <<set $M to $M + 10>>\ You reach into your pocket, taking out your wallet. After retrieving the money for $Jen , she smiles at seeing her present. "Thanks $name . Same time next week?" She laughs, knowing your lack of a choice. After she saunters off, you follow in her footsteps. [[11-1c Lunch<-Continue]]

$Jen intercepts you as usual, but she’s clearly shook at seeing your attire. <<if $JenR gt 2>>”Wow, $name . I thought this day would come eventually, but not so soon I suppose.” She looks you up and down. “You know, you actually make the work look.” The smile she gives you is a warm one, and you can tell she’s being genuine. “Thanks.” “Don’t mention it. I suppose there’s no point in me trying to get money from you anymore, is there? People can see what you are just from looking at you now. Well, I suppose they don’t know you wear a butt plug, but hey, maybe not everything needs to be exposed.” She leans in and gives you a hug - maybe the first honest show of solidarity you’ve had since you were made to wear this skirt and blouse.\ <<elseif $Jen gt -2>>”So you finally decided to wear your sissyness out in the open, huh? I want to mock you for it, don’t get me wrong, I really do, but I guess I also respect you for it. It must take some real confidence.” “Thanks, I guess.” “Dammit. I suppose I can’t really blackmail you anymore, can I?” You laugh that that’s where her brain so quickly took her. “Oh well. Hopefully another boy will come to Farrix that I can blackmail into something. Let me know if you hear of anything!” She wanders off, evidently not too affected by no longer being able to extort you.\ <<else>>”Wow. You know, I was thinking about how pathetic someone could possibly look earlier, and here you are to answer my question. At least that’s something you’re useful for, on top of your money. Wait…dammit! I can’t extort you anymore, can I? If you’re gonna advertise that you’re a sissy this overtly, then my threats of exposure will be useless.” She groans. “Still, I’ll always be able to say I got some money from you, and you’ll always be my bitch because of it. Remember that!” She wanders off, murmuring under her breath some incoherent something somethings.<</if>> [[12-1c<-Continue]]

<<set $FootFetish to $FootFetish + 1>>\ Today, <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>>feels like her heels could do with a touch up, with the medium of cleaning being your tongue, so you crouch into position in the alcove beneath her desk. The ground isn’t comfortable, but she slides her chair in to entomb you in your submissive position and her awaiting heels are dangling under your nose like an oncoming sneeze. She moves her shoe to your lips, giving you a small taste. You begin by sucking on the tip of them, trying to engulf it like you were speed running eating ice cream. The display could only be more pathetic if the shoes were open toed. Wetting your appetite, you continue on by sliding your tongue on the curved surface. Even in the dark alcove you’re stuck in, you can see the shoes reflecting from its saliva coating. Despite it being an objectively demeaning act, you continue shining her black high heels, while she types away at her computer. When she switches positions, you change your attention to the alternate shoe. Any thoughts of looking up are dismissed in favor of continuing your task like a steadfast steward. You have to move your neck a lot to reach the rest of the shoe, but you’re so committed to the task that you do it. After the toe, you make your way up the main body of the shoe, working the part closest to her actual heel, before teasing yourself by cleaning the stiletto. Its phallic shape makes it the most demeaning part, but you find yourself enjoying it the most. Then, you get onto something noticeably more disgusting: the underside of the heels. Thankfully, <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>>doesn’t make it a habit to go dancing in mud prior to coming to Farrix. In fact, she cares far too much about her expensive heels to even walk tentatively on grass, but still, the shoes are naturally going to accumulate grime when they make contact with the floor, and so you swipe at the black specks of dirt, ignoring knaving thoughts that you shouldn’t be doing this. You can’t get the bottom shiny thanks to its material, but you can get it certifiably clean. So clean in fact, that when your teacher has had enough of your tongue scouring, she looks genuinely impressed, and dismisses you with a smile. [[12-3f<-Continue][$H to 17, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]

Today, <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>>demands you tidy up her classroom, which is more than prone to messes. Your teacher insists she is too busy for such a menial task, and while Farrix does have cleaners, they don’t care to do the type of things <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>>wants you to do. To begin your dull chore, you organize all the text books on the bookshelves by alphabetizing them. Then, you gather all the hundreds of stapled together collections of paper that she hands to students at the start of lessons. You don’t dare ask if they’re all worth keeping or not, so decide yourself based on the contents of the pamphlets. More than a few have doodles on, none of which seem to paint your teacher in the nicest manner. After tossing them, you move onto the stationary on your teacher’s desk. There’s a dozen pencils, all of which you sharpen to a crisp point. Similarly, you discard all the pens which seem to have been long since dried of ink. After that, <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>> wants you to do the things that the cleaners deliberately neglect - the hard tasks, and the gross tasks. You climb on top of chairs to dust hard to reach areas, precariously leaning over to reach more. With your short skirt, your teacher certainly has an easy view of your panties. Of course, she gets to view them every morning anyway, but it’s particularly embarrassing as you’re going about these mundane tasks. After that, she has you clean the student’s desks, which involves a bucket of soapy water and a sponge. Even though you both know it’s impossible to remove the permanent marker from the wooden surface, she insists you do it anyway. And you have to do that for the 25 tables. But it gets even more demeaning still. On your hands and knees, she insists you climb under all the desks, and clean the bottom too. Not just to remove the doodles, but also the chewing gum students stick underneath. It’s a gross assignment, and you have to use gloves to remove the families of sticky gum populating every desk. The work takes several hours, and it’s more than straining on your body and brain, but you’re glad when it’s done, and <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>> dismisses you. [[12-3f<-Continue][$H to 18, $Stress to $Stress + 1]]

Today, <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>>opts for a punishment more traditional, though certainly not typical. Indeed, before you met <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>>you would have put certain money on the fact you would never be spanked by a teacher, and yet here you are. In fact, as far as her punishments go, some slaps, or maybe some tool assisted strikes to the rear, is quite tame for her standards. You dutifully unzip your skirt, letting it drop silently to the floor, followed by your underwear, before leaning over a desk to await your spanking. You manage to surprise yourself with how casually you prepare for what is sure to be a painful ordeal. Soon after, Miss $Gray has selected a tool from her closet to help in the punishment - and it’s one which sends your heartbeat from neutral to panicked. The flog in her hands is a sweet humiliating pink, and contrasts with the torture it’ll soon inflict on you. <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>”I’m sorry, $name . You know I’d rather not do this, but you’ve left me no choice.”<<else>>”After a hard day of work, I’m looking forward to unleashing some frustration on you.”<</if>> She doesn’t use the flog straight away, instead opting to use her hand for a crude warmup, like a musician practicing scales before jumping into the main songs. <<if $TimesSpanked lt 10>>Her initial slaps make you wince, and you’re sure your butt cheeks are quick to turn red, which must be satisfying for you teacher.<<elseif $TimesSpanked lt 20>>Her initial slaps startle you a little, but you manage to control your gasps.<<else>>Her initial slaps get little in the way of a reaction from you - not a wince, or a gasp, or even an acknowledgement of that much pain. You’ve been spanked by her enough times now that such an act doesn’t spark much fear.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/pTkM29WY/Spanking.jpg]] When she decides it’s time to use the flog, <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 again apologizes, but reminds you who forced this into reality. <<else>>Miss $Gray playful twirls the weapon around in the air, the leather strips slicing through the air, creating a terrifying whisper barely audible, but it echoes in your ears as you anticipate the first hit. <</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/L4ffVdrz/Gray-flog.jpg]] <<if $TimesSpanked lt 15>>”OWW!” “That was the first strike, sissy. You better quieten down, unless you want me to get the gag too.” Just the starting crack of the flog makes you feel like your ass cheeks are bleeding and that you’ve served the whole punishment in just that one hit - but you know your teacher isn’t nearly that nice. The only sign of kindness you observe from her is an alternating pattern of right, then left. That’s the only difference between you yelping between each hit, and you begging for her to stop, not that she would, even if you did get on your knees. The corporal punishment goes on for much longer than you can keep track of, with roughly a 30 second in between each hit, which allows you to dread the proceeding strike much more than you’d like to. “That’s enough sissy. You may leave and go home.” A smile immediately crosses your face, though you do lay down on the desk for an extra 5 minutes, recovering from the onslaught. Once you do get your breath, you feel your ass cheeks, and are pleasantly surprised at the lack of blood drawn. After that, you’re glad to put back on your clothes and flee the classroom, before your teacher finds another reason to punish you. [[12-3f<-Continue][$H to 17, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<elseif $TimesSpanked lt 30>>A gasp escapes your lips, though you manage to stifle it, hoping that the lack of reaction might get your teacher to stop sooner if she sees it’s limited effect. That’s a vain hope, of course, but hope is one of the few things that can get you through a Miss $Gray punishment. Well, that, and actually have experienced being spanked, which you can confidently say you have. She alternates her strikes on each butt cheek, each one urging you to scream more and more than the last. Even if they only hit your ass, the pain shivers throughout your entire body, but just when you’d consider yelping like you’ve desperately tried not to, your teacher decides it’s enough. Perhaps she did finally decide her onslaught wasn’t having the desired effect, or maybe she naturally decided the punishment was enough. It’s hard to tell, because you completely lost track of time leant over the desk. With her dismissal, you pull up your underwear and skirt, glad for the little modesty it gives you, and leave. [[12-3f<-Continue][$H to 17, $Stress to $Stress + 1]]\ <<else>>And it does hit, but you actually wonder if your domineering teacher was…going easy on you? But surely that can’t be the case. The only other explanation for its lack of effect would be that you’ve been spanked enough by now that you’ve grown to tolerate the pain, and reflecting on all those times, it’s probably that. Your teacher continues the corporal punishment, despite its obvious ineffectiveness, alternating from cheek to cheek. The pain from each does grow over the proceeding hour, but never enough for you to consider making a verbal expression of that pain. Smugly, you wonder what must be going through your teacher’s head. After exhausting the room’s display board reading material, you’re glad when the punishment is finally, and she allows you to leave. [[12-3f<-Continue][$H to 17]]<</if>>

Today, <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>> wants you to mark some work for her. And of course, if she wants it, she’ll get it. She hands you a stack of tests, and a sheet of the answers. <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>It’s annoying to see so much work that has to be done, but at least it’s less for $Gray2 to do, you figure. She seems rather stressed in general, so lessening her load isn’t the worst thing to have to do.<<else>>Such an assignment is grossly bad for a teacher to assign, but if you could complain about her actions, this detention would be quite far down the list.<</if>> Fortunately, the majority of the tests are multiple choice questions, which makes your job much easier. But even so, some students would rather scribble random drawings than take a guess. Not that you can’t empathize with them, but you would never draw the things these students, especially not on <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>> ‘s papers. If you ever drew her face on an Equus creature, <<if $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>she’d be castrating you in your sleep, or insisting the entirety of your room be painted pink.<<else>>who knows what direction her training would run off in next, and you’re certainly not curious enough to find out.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/VvH36rmC/paper-623167-1280.jpg]] Once you reach the essay questions however, you can see why teachers must hate them more than students do. Deciphering other people’s handwriting is a task not far from impossible. You’re glad some students were so resigned that they didn’t even attempt to answer, but you loathe the brainiacs who wrote so much they needed extra paper. <<if $Home is 1>>Sadly, you don’t come across $Ash ‘s paper. A chance to take her marks down a bit would be worthwhile.<<elseif $Home is 2>>Devastatingly, you don’t come across Mistress $Ash ‘s paper. Any chance to hear her words, be they verbal or written, is always appreciated.<<else>>Curiously, you don’t come across $Ash ‘s paper. But even if you did, you’re not sure if it'd be good to be harsher or more lenient. She certainly could do with taking a break, but it’d also be nice to get a measure of revenge for everything she’s done.<</if>> The work takes several hours, and it’s taxing on your brain, so you’re relieved when <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>> decides you’ve done enough, and dismisses you. [[12-3f<-Continue][$H to 18, $Stress to $Stress + 1]]

<<set $FootFetish to $FootFetish + 1>>\ Today, <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>>demands something rather tame. While still slightly humiliating, a foot massage doesn’t quite sting as much as some of her past punishments. You get into position beneath her desk, and delicately unsheathe her feet from their expensive high heels, exposing her dainty feminine feet encased in sheer hosiery. “Be careful, sissy. If I get a rip in my stockings, you’ll be paying for it!” <<if $House gt 2>> //I buy them anyway//<</if>> You have to walk a delicate balance in trying to figure if your hands are healing her or hurting her. If you press too gently, you’ll have no effect, but rub too hard, and she’ll complain that you’re doing a bad job. Surprisingly quickly, though, you manage to find a good rhythm that seems to have the intended effect. The more you work your magic, the more you realize that this isn’t really a detention for you - it's more a reprieve for Miss $Gray . She constantly wears exclusively the highest of heels, both because she thinks it’s the most appropriate option, but also because she wants to set an example for you. No wonder she has knots in her feet. And with how late you’ve seen her stay on weekdays, the only time she could get an actual, professional massage would be on weekends<<if $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>, and she’s busy on those training you anyway.<<else>>.<</if>> For the following hour, you dutifully massage her feet, swapping back and forth every few minutes or so. Curiously, you actually find the act strangely meditative. In fact, you wouldn’t mind helping her out like this again. Sadly though, the hour does come to an end, and you carefully place her feet back in their torturous prisons called heels before being dismissed. [[12-3f<-Continue][$H to 17, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]

<<set $H to 8>><<set $M to 0>>\ <<if $Home is 1>>The other students file in around you, most notably, your trainer and one of your keyholders, $Ash .\ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. You can’t imagine how hellish it would be if there weren’t anyone but you two to face Miss $Gray ‘s wrath.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>Your eyes are locked on the door like you’re an eager bird watcher, seeking the beautiful creature that would light up your day by their presence. For you, that delightful moment arrives when Mistress $Ash walks into the classroom, sitting next to you, instantly filling you with joy.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. Whilst you're waiting, $Gray2 smiles at you, encouraging you for the day ahead. You do the best you can for the woman who has the responsibility of feminizing you.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMzGh6KR/Desk-Ash.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $Home is 1>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash ). Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>><<set $Stress to $Stress - 2>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her. Thoughts of Miss $Gray are annoying, though, since you’d much rather be thinking about the goddess right next to you. Being around Mistress $Ash , even when you’re forbidden from talking to her, is like nirvana for a submissive slave like yourself. Even more irritating than the thought of Miss $Gray knaving you from thought of your queen, is when she takes a more deliberate approach of separating you from Mistress, which she enforces by demanding you stop looking towards her.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash .) Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>Likely thanks to your transformed relationship with her, $Gray2 barely bothers you through the class. It seems she knows feminizing you is taxing enough without giving you the further stress of a torrent of questions. Besides, she did admit to giving you far better grades than you deserve. All this isn’t to say she extends the same favor to $Ash , who she practically bullies with questions for an hour. To her credit, she does as she said you must. $Ash fulfills the role of a perfect student well. She answers every question with an almost obsessive level of detail. Having close relationships with both women is a complex situation to be in, especially when they both seem intent on screwing the other one over. A day may come when you have to truly decide between them, unless a third option presents itself. <</if>> <<if $HeelSurg is 1 and $ShoesC is 1>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>The lack of high heels propping up your feet is already causing great distress in your legs. <</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>The butt plug occupying your rear leaves your mind racing with dirty thoughts. <</if>><<if $Boobs gt 5 and $Bra is 0>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>Your prominent boobs do bother you. You're both worried about your nipples blushing over being stared at, and your budding breasts having no support. At this size, they really require it. <</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8 and $BlackmailVibrator is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>It’s inevitable with how horny you are, that your mind, and your eyes, will wander. When they do rest on the bodies of your peers, a not quite pleasant vibration shoots through your chastity cage. It serves to stop you looking at the other students, but not for long. After several jolts over the period, you’re left even hornier.<<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 1 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 3 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 2>>With how horny you are, you could very easily let your eyes wander to the other students, but when she’s around, you only have eyes for her.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class.If $Gray2 notices, she doesn’t seem to care.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is not 2>>You manage to pay attention during the lesson, taking notes and listening diligently.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is 2>>With Mistress $Ash next to you, it’s hard to do anything productive during the lesson.<</if>> <<if $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>[[12-4 Gray<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>[[12-4 Ash<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of $Gray2 the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>You arrive in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray , nervously awaiting your lunchtime training.<</if>> “I hope you’re ready to have your mouth stuffed.” Your teacher walks out from behind her desk. She’s still dressed in her usual sultry attire, but over her tight pencil dress is a black leather belt hoisting up an intimidatingly sized plastic cock. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/dtcYRM7v/Gray-strap-on-skirt.jpg]] <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>She walks over to you and $Ash , and she demands you both kneel down to get ready for an hour of throat fucking. “I think I’ll start with you, my favorite toy.” She stands in front of you first, and orders your lips to envelop the head of the girthy cock. You comply as the tip enters your mouth. You suckle on the head of it, lubricating it with your wet mouth while encircling the rest with your tongue, tickling the hole of the dick with it, while also flicking it over the frenulum, like it were fingers over a guitar. “Good slut.” Miss $Gray pulls away. “Now, for the bimbo.” She slowly strolls in front of $Ash , who shows no emotion one way or the other over being told to lubricate the rest of the dildo. Silently, she drools over the rest of the cock, and takes parts of it in her mouth, lubricating it further. From the side of it, she puts her mouth around the dick, almost like she was eating corn. Even though she doesn’t seem to care about it, $Ash is a bonafide expert at sucking cock, even at this stage which is only barely past foreplay. If Miss $Gray ‘s cock were real, you’re sure she’d be moaning in pleasure. “Good slut. Now it’s your turn again, $name . This is your chance to show off just how good you are at sucking cock.”\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>She walks over to you and $Ash , and she demands you both kneel down to get ready for an hour of throat fucking. “I think I’ll start with you, the airhead bimbo.” $Gray2 stands in front of your friend, and orders her to take the head of the cock into her mouth. She silently complies. You figure that your teacher is only starting with her because of her relationship with you and her hatred of $Ash . While you ponder this, your kneeling friend has teased the hell out of the cock, and the tip of it is glistening with saliva under the fluorescent lights. “Now, the sissy’s turn.” $Gray2 pulls out and slowly wanders over to you, letting the head of the dick now rest at your lips. Looking up, you see that she is looking right into your eyes, trying to encourage you, but maybe there’s also an apology somewhere in there for making you do this. “Get the rest of it nice and wet.” As compliantly as $Ash did, you obediently go about your task. First, you drool over the dildo, lubricating the shaft. To spread the spit around, you lick back and forth, upwards and downwards on the shaft. You take sections of it into your mouth, and suck the phallus as best you can. It’s hard to know if you did well, but $Gray2 doesn’t complain, and soon enough, she returns to standing in front of $Ash . “Come on, whore. Give me the best you’ve got.” A little more hesitant this time, $Ash still does as she’s told. You watch as the cock head disappears into her mouth, then the shaft, and then the base of it. It’s incredible to watch it up close like this, and she shows no signs of struggling. She doesn’t cough or choke or gag, she just keeps going up and down on the plastic cock, showing off her plentiful skills. And though your teacher can’t feel the dick, if she could, you imagine she would be moaning in pleasure right now. Instead, however, the main thing $Gray2 looks to feel is annoyance. Presumably, she wanted $Ash to suffer, but her talent at sucking cock precludes that. Very quickly, your teacher returns to you. “Now, it’s your turn, sissy. Show me how good you are at sucking cock.”\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>She slowly meanders over to you, before demanding you get on your knees. When you do, the hard cock’s hole is pointed right at your lips. “Firstly, suck the head. Tease him a little.” With a little hesitance, you do as you’re told, taking the dry tip into your wet mouth, and circling the head of the knob with your tongue. After a couple of minutes, Miss $Gray seems satisfied, or perhaps bored. “Good. Now, lubricate the rest of it from the side.” Encouraged from the minor compliment, you swivel your neck so that your head is at a better angle to suck the cock. You drool over it, and use your tongue to spread the saliva more thoroughly. You suck parts of it selectively, as though you were eating corn. It doesn’t take long before Miss $Gray decides you’re done again. She pulls out, and looks down on you menacingly. “Good job, but that means nothing if you can’t actually take it. Show me how well you suck cock, sissy!”<</if>> Like a well trained whore, you envelop the entire body of the hard cock in your mouth. The rim of the head plunges deep into your mouth, past your tongue and straight down your eager throat. It’s hard to take it all at first, but your dominant Mistress gives you no choice in it happening, and how aggressively it does either. In between the sloppy sounds of saliva slapping the silicone, your teacher yells encouragingly humiliating things at you, like “slut” and “cock hungry whore.” And even though the dildo isn’t the biggest in terms of length or girth, you’re certain it’s leaving a visible imprint in your throat. It’s hard to tell how long the intense blowjob goes on for, but <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>>eventually decides you’ve had enough. Her sudden pulling out leaves you gasping for air. <<if $Home is 4>>After that though, $Ash is in for an even rougher pounding. It’s clear that your teacher doesn’t consider the training of her as important as yours is, as she shoves the dick down her throat before $Ash can take a preemptive breath, and she doesn’t give intermittent words of encouragement either. Your teacher is trying to hurt $Ash , but her deep throat and desire to piss off her oral abuser means she won’t shed a tear.<</if>> <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>> takes off the strap on, tossing it onto the ground. She then returns to her desk, not uttering another word. <<if $Home is 4>>$Ash and you simply sit there, still as rocks, unsure of what to do, but certain that leaving would enrage your teacher.<<else>>Unsure of what to do, you simply remain still.<</if>> When the hour comes to an end, your teacher acknowledges your presence once more, dismissing you. [[12-4d<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $SuckS to $SuckS + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<if $Home is 2>>Rather than have to spend another hour without her company, Mistress $Ash kindly sought you out so that she might train you to be a better sissy.<<else>>It’s lunch, which might mean a moment to relax, but $Ash has other plans.<</if>> She leads you by the hand to a disused toilet. From her handbag, you watch as she pulls out a leather harness, along with a pink rubber dildo. She equips them both. “You need to get better at blowjobs sissy. For the next hour, you’re going to be gagging on this fake cock. You won’t stop, regardless of if we’re interrupted, you’re dehydrated, or you even want to vomit. Understand?” <<if $Home is 2>>You eagerly nod a Mistress $Ash ‘s commands. The dildo is inches away from your mouth, and you have to hold yourself back from sucking it immediately, since you can’t begin until your goddess lets you. The fact the phallus is pink only serves to encourage you, for some reason.<<else>>With little choice in the matter, you nod at her commands.<</if>> “Are you looking forward to being able to cum?” <<if $Home is 2>>”I’m not sure Mistress. Are you sure it would be appropriate?” Mistress laughs at your response. “That’s exactly what I wanted to hear. Now, suck my cock!”<<else>>”Yes, $Ash , please let me cum!” “I’m still undecided. For now, I’ll let you keep sucking on my cock until I make up my mind. So what are you waiting for sissy? Start blowing me!”<</if>> As commanded, you ravenously suck on the head of the dildo, until it’s sufficiently teased, before working your way up the rest of the cock. Your lips feel as the formerly dry surface is lubricated with your eager and plentiful saliva, until you can go from tip to base smoothly, gliding along it like a rolling marble. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Dz08sh18/Ash-Toilet-suck-2.jpg]] After that, <<if $Home is 2>>Mistress <</if>>$Ash commands you to start deepthroating, starting with holding the deepest part of the cock in your mouth for 30 seconds. It’s painful just 5 seconds in, and by 15 you want to back away, but a hard hand on the back of your head forces you to retain the dildo. Saliva shoots out by the side of the fake dick, and you can only compare the experience to drowning as you begin properly gagging. <<if $Home is 2>>When Mistress finally lets go and you can fall backwards, you can barely thank her for her gracious training whilst trying to get your breath back.<<else>>Just as you’re beginning to wonder if $Ash can for sure count to 30, she lets go and you get a short reprieve.<</if>> The break doesn’t last long, and by the end you’ve lost track of how many deepthroats you’ve held. It feels in the hundreds. “You did good today sissy. Keep it up, and you might just get that orgasm.” She leaves after taking off the strap on. You leave shortly after, sure her lunchtime training has only just begun. <<if $Home is 2>>//Nevermind the orgasm, spending so much time alone with Mistress $Ash sounds great!// Indeed, you already feel calmer just being around, though hornier as well. [[12-4d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to $Horny + 2]]\ <<else>>While her oral training may not be the lunchtime action you were hoping for, a rare orgasm is something worth almost anything for. [[12-4d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]<</if>>

<<if $Horny gt 10>><<set $Horny to 10>><</if>>\ <<set $H to 13>>\ You head to your next lesson. <<if $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 1>>Not only do the whispers commence from the moment you enter the classroom, so too does the awkward glance from your teacher. Mr Hawt, in character with how nice he’s been since your start at Farrix, gives you an encouraging gaze, but no doubt he’s more than aware of all the rumors perpetuated by the students in same class as you right now.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 2>>Mr Vils reaction to your entry is as neutral as it always has been, and likely always will be. If $Jen did try to bring up your sissyness to him, he’d probably get annoyed at her for discussing something not related to mathematics. For once in your life, you’re glad to have such a hardass of a teacher.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 3>>Nevermind the rest of the students, your teacher can barely stifle her giggles enough to welcome you to the classroom. Miss Bulthrough clearly keeps her ear close to the ground, and she’s getting in on the jokes almost more than the students are. “Oops, I think I lost my lipstick. Does anyone know where it went?” The encouraged class looks at you, before your teacher realizes she “misplaced it.”\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 4>>Rather than demand your classmates’ torment of you stops, Miss Green thinks it would be more effective to diagnose why they think it’s okay to mock someone so blatantly. She openly conjectures that maybe they secretly feel pity for you, or perhaps they genuinely feel so superior that they can mock you without consequence. She also posits that classmates may just be following the “tribe leader”, and following someone else’s footsteps who’s teasing you. And then she gets to diagnosing you. “One of the things I disagree with Freud on is penis envy. You see, I don’t feel it’s restricted to women. My theory is that people with small penises, perhaps like you, envy other men, and thus feel a sense of inferiority.” Suffice to say, you’d rather your teacher spend the hour slapping you with papers than inadvertently humiliating you like this, but you never did get an option.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 5>>"Miss $Gilda , did you know that $name is a sissy?” One classmate blurts out at the beginning of the hour, much to the laughter of the rest of the class, save you. “And?” “Well, it means he likes to we…” “That’s relevant how? I’m trying to teach you the meaning of life and you’re too busy thinking and distracting me and the rest of the class with these vapid comments. Did you know Plato considered the body and its senses a distraction for the soul? I would consider this great proof of that. Detention for you.” Your teacher’s harsh put down means that, at least for the next hour, you don’t have to listen to any mockery.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 3>>The whispers have already begun from the moment you enter the classroom. “You know Molly, I bet he has more panties than you!” one girl teases. “Shut up! You should be nicer to him anyway. I hear sissies are really sensitive. You wouldn’t want him to start crying, would you?” “You know, that would be really funny!”\ <<else>>Your teacher welcomes you with much more of a greeting than you get from the students.<</if>> <<if $Day3 is 1 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Jz0hBntZ/Science.jpg]] "Okay, can someone tell me what the opposite of a dominant allele is? Alice?" The girl thinks for a moment before proudly shouting "submissive!" The class starts laughing, and you can see Mr Hawt looking slightly confused. You soon stop paying attention to the lesson, and start paying attention to the girls and the rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 1 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Jz0hBntZ/Science.jpg]] Once the science lesson begins, you inevitably and immediately tune out and admire the beauty of the girls around you. It’s fortunate that this isn’t a practical session, else you probably would have spilled several bottles and flasks of chemicals. Fortunately, Mr Hawt is far too kind to even bring up your likely obvious staring, and that’s assuming he even noticed.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 2 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Bv1QMVTv/Maths.jpg]] “Can anyone tell me what the opposite of a numerator is? Megan?” The silent class turns their attention to the girl, who is visibly struggling. “A dominator?” The class now erupts in laughter, the girl’s face turning red. You soon stop paying attention to the lesson, and start paying attention to the girls. The rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 2 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Bv1QMVTv/Maths.jpg]] As soon as you sit down, you start staring at the cute girls around you. //How could they seriously expect me to do arithmetic in a school filled with such hot women?// Fortunately, Mr Vils is much more laid back than Miss $Gray , so the lesson goes by without issue.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 3 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/MKdTTRZz/English.jpg]] “The act of her standing in the doorway is less physical and more symbolic, as it’s representative of…” You soon stop paying attention to the lesson, and start paying attention to the girls, as well as admiring Miss Bullthrough’s body. The rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 3 and $Horny gt 5>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/MKdTTRZz/English.jpg]] Once the door closes and you’re sat down, you immediately start staring at the girls around you. As you’re admiring a particularly attractive girl at the front of the class, Miss Bullthrough asks you a question, and her gaze tells you she knows exactly what you were doing. You do your best to answer, but the only thing you’ve learnt from this lesson is that boobs are better than books. When the attention goes away from you, you try to be a bit subtler. Instead, you look at your teacher’s generous rear whenever she’s writing on the board, which is hardly a downgrade. The rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 4 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/sgLgPrZ8/Psychology.jpg]] ”As I’m sure you’re all aware, Freud’s idea of the Oedipus complex has largely been debunked, though I’m sure he’d have a field day with all the step-mom porn on the internet.” The only response to Miss Green’s joke is seemingly crickets. You soon zone out, and decide to take the other students as case studies on what turns you on the most.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 4 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/sgLgPrZ8/Psychology.jpg]] When you’re presented with the option between outdated psychological theories and hot uniformed women, you know it’s hardly an option at all. And while some blue balled psychologist might want to analyze your choices like those, you’d rather just admire boobs and butts when you can.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 5 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/3JKNY9TL/Philosophy.jpg]] ”Okay class, get ready, because today we’re tackling the ontological argument. First, I’d like you to think of something which exists in the mind, but not reality, for instance, like Winnie the Pooh.” //Hmm…Catwoman?…Mmm….Catwoman…// “Now, think of something which exists in the mind and in reality, like someone famous.” //Hmm…Riley Reid?...Mmm…Riley Reid…// “Now think of something which exists in reality, but not in your mind.” //Wait…how can I possibly think of something which does not exist in the mind?// You zone out soon after, thinking of Catwoman and Riley Reid.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 5 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/3JKNY9TL/Philosophy.jpg]] Almost as soon your butt lands in its seat, your mind has gone wandering, missing potentially life changing ideas in favor of a fantasy of an ethereal handjob. With how complex philosophy is, if you ever wanted to pay attention, you’d have to be much less horny.<</if>> <<if $Home is 3 and $Day3 is 1 or $Home is 4 and $Day3 is 1>>[[Gray Computer<-Continue][$H to 16]]\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Day3 is 1 or $GrayLunchFail gt 1 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Day3 is 1>>[[12-3 Punish Lick<-Continue][$H to 16]]\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Day3 is 2 or $GrayLunchFail gt 1 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Day3 is 2>>[[12-3 Punish Tidy<-Continue][$H to 16]]\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Day3 is 3 or $GrayLunchFail gt 1 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Day3 is 3>>[[12-3 Punish Spank<-Continue][$H to 16]]\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Day3 is 4 or $GrayLunchFail gt 1 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Day3 is 4>>[[12-3 Punish Tests<-Continue][$H to 16]]\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Day3 is 5 or $GrayLunchFail gt 1 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Day3 is 5>>[[12-3 Punish Massage<-Continue][$H to 16]]\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail lt 2>>[[12-3f<-Continue][$H to 16]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 8>><<set $M to 0>>\ <<if $Home is 1>>The other students file in around you, most notably, your trainer and one of your keyholders, $Ash .\ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. You can’t imagine how hellish it would be if there weren’t anyone but you two to face Miss $Gray ‘s wrath.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>Your eyes are locked on the door like you’re an eager bird watcher, seeking the beautiful creature that would light up your day by their presence. For you, that delightful moment arrives when Mistress $Ash walks into the classroom, sitting next to you, instantly filling you with joy.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. Whilst you're waiting, $Gray2 smiles at you, encouraging you for the day ahead. You do the best you can for the woman who has the responsibility of feminizing you.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMzGh6KR/Desk-Ash.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $Home is 1>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash ). Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>><<set $Stress to $Stress - 2>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her. Thoughts of Miss $Gray are annoying, though, since you’d much rather be thinking about the goddess right next to you. Being around Mistress $Ash , even when you’re forbidden from talking to her, is like nirvana for a submissive slave like yourself. Even more irritating than the thought of Miss $Gray knaving you from thought of your queen, is when she takes a more deliberate approach of separating you from Mistress, which she enforces by demanding you stop looking towards her.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash .) Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>Likely thanks to your transformed relationship with her, $Gray2 barely bothers you through the class. It seems she knows feminizing you is taxing enough without giving you the further stress of a torrent of questions. Besides, she did admit to giving you far better grades than you deserve. All this isn’t to say she extends the same favor to $Ash , who she practically bullies with questions for an hour. To her credit, she does as she said you must. $Ash fulfills the role of a perfect student well. She answers every question with an almost obsessive level of detail. Having close relationships with both women is a complex situation to be in, especially when they both seem intent on screwing the other one over. A day may come when you have to truly decide between them, unless a third option presents itself. <</if>> <<if $HeelSurg is 1 and $ShoesC is 1>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>The lack of high heels propping up your feet is already causing great distress in your legs. <</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>The butt plug occupying your rear leaves your mind racing with dirty thoughts. <</if>><<if $Boobs gt 5 and $Bra is 0>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>Your prominent boobs do bother you. You're both worried about your nipples blushing over being stared at, and your budding breasts having no support. At this size, they really require it. <</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8 and $BlackmailVibrator is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>It’s inevitable with how horny you are, that your mind, and your eyes, will wander. When they do rest on the bodies of your peers, a not quite pleasant vibration shoots through your chastity cage. It serves to stop you looking at the other students, but not for long. After several jolts over the period, you’re left even hornier.<<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 1 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 3 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 2>>With how horny you are, you could very easily let your eyes wander to the other students, but when she’s around, you only have eyes for her.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class.If $Gray2 notices, she doesn’t seem to care.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is not 2>>You manage to pay attention during the lesson, taking notes and listening diligently.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is 2>>With Mistress $Ash next to you, it’s hard to do anything productive during the lesson.<</if>> <<if $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>[[13-2 Gray<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>[[13-2 Ash<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of $Gray2 the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>You arrive in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray , nervously awaiting your lunchtime training.<</if>> “I hope you’re ready to have your mouth stuffed.” Your teacher walks out from behind her desk. She’s still dressed in her usual sultry attire, but over her tight pencil dress is a black leather belt hoisting up an intimidatingly sized plastic cock. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/dtcYRM7v/Gray-strap-on-skirt.jpg]] <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>She walks over to you and $Ash , and she demands you both kneel down to get ready for an hour of throat fucking. “I think I’ll start with you, my favorite toy.” She stands in front of you first, and orders your lips to envelop the head of the girthy cock. You comply as the tip enters your mouth. You suckle on the head of it, lubricating it with your wet mouth while encircling the rest with your tongue, tickling the hole of the dick with it, while also flicking it over the frenulum, like it were fingers over a guitar. “Good slut.” Miss $Gray pulls away. “Now, for the bimbo.” She slowly strolls in front of $Ash , who shows no emotion one way or the other over being told to lubricate the rest of the dildo. Silently, she drools over the rest of the cock, and takes parts of it in her mouth, lubricating it further. From the side of it, she puts her mouth around the dick, almost like she was eating corn. Even though she doesn’t seem to care about it, $Ash is a bonafide expert at sucking cock, even at this stage which is only barely past foreplay. If Miss $Gray ‘s cock were real, you’re sure she’d be moaning in pleasure. “Good slut. Now it’s your turn again, $name . This is your chance to show off just how good you are at sucking cock.”\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>She walks over to you and $Ash , and she demands you both kneel down to get ready for an hour of throat fucking. “I think I’ll start with you, the airhead bimbo.” $Gray2 stands in front of your friend, and orders her to take the head of the cock into her mouth. She silently complies. You figure that your teacher is only starting with her because of her relationship with you and her hatred of $Ash . While you ponder this, your kneeling friend has teased the hell out of the cock, and the tip of it is glistening with saliva under the fluorescent lights. “Now, the sissy’s turn.” $Gray2 pulls out and slowly wanders over to you, letting the head of the dick now rest at your lips. Looking up, you see that she is looking right into your eyes, trying to encourage you, but maybe there’s also an apology somewhere in there for making you do this. “Get the rest of it nice and wet.” As compliantly as $Ash did, you obediently go about your task. First, you drool over the dildo, lubricating the shaft. To spread the spit around, you lick back and forth, upwards and downwards on the shaft. You take sections of it into your mouth, and suck the phallus as best you can. It’s hard to know if you did well, but $Gray2 doesn’t complain, and soon enough, she returns to standing in front of $Ash . “Come on, whore. Give me the best you’ve got.” A little more hesitant this time, $Ash still does as she’s told. You watch as the cock head disappears into her mouth, then the shaft, and then the base of it. It’s incredible to watch it up close like this, and she shows no signs of struggling. She doesn’t cough or choke or gag, she just keeps going up and down on the plastic cock, showing off her plentiful skills. And though your teacher can’t feel the dick, if she could, you imagine she would be moaning in pleasure right now. Instead, however, the main thing $Gray2 looks to feel is annoyance. Presumably, she wanted $Ash to suffer, but her talent at sucking cock precludes that. Very quickly, your teacher returns to you. “Now, it’s your turn, sissy. Show me how good you are at sucking cock.”\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>She slowly meanders over to you, before demanding you get on your knees. When you do, the hard cock’s hole is pointed right at your lips. “Firstly, suck the head. Tease him a little.” With a little hesitance, you do as you’re told, taking the dry tip into your wet mouth, and circling the head of the knob with your tongue. After a couple of minutes, Miss $Gray seems satisfied, or perhaps bored. “Good. Now, lubricate the rest of it from the side.” Encouraged from the minor compliment, you swivel your neck so that your head is at a better angle to suck the cock. You drool over it, and use your tongue to spread the saliva more thoroughly. You suck parts of it selectively, as though you were eating corn. It doesn’t take long before Miss $Gray decides you’re done again. She pulls out, and looks down on you menacingly. “Good job, but that means nothing if you can’t actually take it. Show me how well you suck cock, sissy!”<</if>> Like a well trained whore, you envelop the entire body of the hard cock in your mouth. The rim of the head plunges deep into your mouth, past your tongue and straight down your eager throat. It’s hard to take it all at first, but your dominant Mistress gives you no choice in it happening, and how aggressively it does either. In between the sloppy sounds of saliva slapping the silicone, your teacher yells encouragingly humiliating things at you, like “slut” and “cock hungry whore.” And even though the dildo isn’t the biggest in terms of length or girth, you’re certain it’s leaving a visible imprint in your throat. It’s hard to tell how long the intense blowjob goes on for, but <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>>eventually decides you’ve had enough. Her sudden pulling out leaves you gasping for air. <<if $Home is 4>>After that though, $Ash is in for an even rougher pounding. It’s clear that your teacher doesn’t consider the training of her as important as yours is, as she shoves the dick down her throat before $Ash can take a preemptive breath, and she doesn’t give intermittent words of encouragement either. Your teacher is trying to hurt $Ash , but her deep throat and desire to piss off her oral abuser means she won’t shed a tear.<</if>> <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 <<else>>Miss $Gray <</if>> takes off the strap on, tossing it onto the ground. “You two have come a long way in the past week. If I had more time to work with, I’d love to use bigger dildos. How proud I’d be seeing a 12 incher disappear down both your throats. Sadly, the stamina and deepthroating skills you’ve developed in the past week will have to be enough. Tomorrow, our training advances.” With that ominous warning, she dismisses you. [[13-2d<-Continue][$H to $H + 1, $SuckS to $SuckS + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]

<<if $Home is 1>>”But what about my orgasm?” “Hmm, well I never did promise you one…but you have impressed.” “Please Mistress.” You think of what else she’d like to hear from you - admissions of your love for the plastic cock she’s forced you to suck, or how you live for being at her feet. “It’s my favorite thing when you treat me like this…on my knees, doing anything for your penis…I’d love to keep doing it. But I’d be even more enthusiastic if you let me have an orgasm, just this once, Mistress.” You hope your puppy eyes are getting through to her, though it does seem like she’s taking lessons from Miss $Gray in how to be a more impartial Mistress, at least based on her indifferent expression. “Well, I suppose I would like to see you be even more eager, if it were possible. I suppose one little cummy for my little sissy won’t hurt, will it?” “Thank you Mistress!” “But that’s if you can manage to cum.” You’re confused, and try to figure out what she means. If anything, you have a problem of cumming too quickly when you have a hand jerking you off. “What do you mean?” “Did you know that it's possible to orgasm purely from giving a blowjob? Isn’t that so exciting! I would never have been able to from your little clitty - not only because it’s so small, but because I really only gave you them as encouragement. But I think for a whore in training like you, being able to cum from giving head would be an incredible skill, don’t you agree?” “So, you’re not even going to unlock my cage?” Her stoic expression breaks out amidst an uproarious laughter, and she wipes at her eyes to remove amused tears. “Has being in that cage for this long really turned you to hysteria? No, I’m definitely not removing your cage, but thanks for the laugh. You’ll only get to cum if you give me some good head, and only if you’re horny enough, else you could never get to the point where you’d be able to orgasm. Now, let’s give it a try.” She equips the familiar harness and dildo, whilst you stay, disappointed, yet somehow hopeful, on the floor. //If there’s a way to orgasm just from giving a blowjob, I need to try//\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>”But Mistress, if I may, I believe you suggested that if I impressed you, that you’d let me cum.” “That is true, sissy, I had said that. But let me think if you really deserve to.” She genuinely reflects on your proposition of a rare orgasm, and while she does, your desperation to be allowed to release your seed leads you to some bizarre thoughts. Rather than thinking “please let me cum Mistress”, you consider other, dastardly thoughts, like “I don’t care who you are, you better take this cage off and let me cum!” Such disrespectful ideas send shivers down your spine, and you’re glad your goddess can’t overhear your rare divergent brainwave. “Well, I suppose there’s no harm in one tiny little cummy, is there?” “Thank you Mistress, you’re so kind!” “I know, sissy, but don’t expect it to be one of your old, hand-jerked orgasms. That adorable thing is staying where it belongs. The only way you get to cum is through oral stimulation.” You hesitate to question your Mistress at all, but something about releasing your load brings back something from your old self. “Is that really possible?” “Of course it is! You just have to be really into it, is all. I could have never got there sucking on your clitty, but if you really wanted to cum, my hard dildo could make you see stars.”<</if>> <<if $Home is 1 and $Horny lt 9>>Ferociously, as if forcing an orgasm from yourself just by the display of vigor, you envelop the dildo with your mouth, skipping over the foreplay entirely. You struggle at first because of the lack of warmup, but the potential reward allows you to ignore your gag reflex, taking down the dildo as far as it can go. You’re even somewhat annoyed at how small you’re now finding the dildo. Were it longer, you’d probably have an easier time making it to orgasm. Now that you know it’s possible to cum like this, you can actually feel yourself getting closer to the edge. That realization pushes you further, and you drive your head into the dildo more violently, and $Ash almost seems surprised at the dedication on display. But no matter how much saliva is dropped from your eagerly sucking lips, that orgasm remains like grasping smoke, or seeing behind you. It’s unattainable. An hour ago, you would not have thought it possible, but as it turns out, you’re just not horny enough. When the hour is up and your load is still unsplurged, $Ash ‘s laughter feels like nails on a chalkboard. “Aww, I guess you just didn’t want it enough, huh? Well, that’s a shame; who knows when I’ll next let you orgasm?” She takes off the harness and meanders out, her cruel giggles still echoing in your head. $Ash is certainly not above lying, but are you really sure she was telling the truth when she claimed an orgasm through just giving head alone was possible? It feels like a cruel joke on her part, because you had enough encouragement and incentive to orgasm, yet it was still unachievable. You’ve heard before about how much it takes for a woman to cum, but for a sissy like you, it’s like finding light in a black hole. It takes you a while to recover, and you fondly reminisce on the times when cumming was a quick, 2 minute job followed by a big amount of bliss and a small amount of shame. [[13-2d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 2]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 and $Horny gt 8>>Ferociously, as if forcing an orgasm from yourself just by the display of vigor, you envelop the dildo with your mouth, skipping over the foreplay entirely. You struggle at first because of the lack of warmup, but the potential reward allows you to ignore your gag reflex, taking down the dildo as far as it can go. You’re even somewhat annoyed at how small you’re now finding the dildo. Were it longer, you’d probably have an easier time making it to orgasm. Now that you know it’s possible to cum like this, you can actually feel yourself getting closer to the edge. That realization pushes you further, and you drive your head into the dildo more violently, and $Ash almost seems surprised at the dedication on display. The orgasm remains just on the horizon, until… “Aww, looks like you actually managed to do it!” You’re taking deeper breaths and slowing down the sucking in the wake of your orgasm. You lift up your skirt and check your panties to confirm that there’s a puddle of jizz inside them, fresh from your locked up clitty. The orgasm was great - the toe curling, vertigo causing explosion of lust that you’ve heard discussed in romance novels, and you feel a strange amount of pride that you managed that only from giving head. Yet, despite it being stronger than any uncaged ejaculation you’ve experienced, you still feel sexual desire stirring inside you. It seems a sissy is doomed to perpetual horniness, with not even an orgasm providing relief. You lament your new life while $Ash takes off the harness and dildo. “I hope you enjoyed that sissy, because who knows when I’ll next let you have one?” She strokes your head for a moment, seeing how the orgasm has rocked you, before strolling out. [[13-2d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress - 3, $Horny to 2, $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash equips the harness and plastic cock, and you don’t need another word uttered to encourage you to begin - the thought of orgasming is enough. You ferociously go at the dildo, ignoring your gag reflex like a phone call, so eager to cum that you betray your own body. And while you suck the dildo, you’re in a completely dichotomous state of mind. On the one hand, you’re glad to be pleasing Mistress $Ash in any way. It doesn’t matter if you were serving her tea or sucking off a dozen guys in a gym locker room - if she wanted you to and it gives her satisfaction, that’s all the motivation you need. Her allowing you to attempt to cum right now is a display of unearned mercy from her. But on the other hand, you feel your animal instincts coming to the surface. A much more genuine you is approaching - one not deluded into submission by hypnotic words and ceaseless spirals. //Thank you for letting me cum Mistress!// //I hate you, $Ash . I’ll never forgive you for doing this to me!// //You’re so generous!// //You’re so manipulative!// //You’re the light of my life!// //You’re the anchor dragging me down!// Cum erupts as well as it can in your penis’ containment. The orgasm is great, magnificent, probably one of the best you’ve ever had in your life. But better than the ejaculation, is the lifting of your goggles. For 2 weeks, it’s as though you’ve seen life through a hazy filter, with it being hard to concentrate on almost anything. The only thing you knew during that time is that you had a Mistress to serve. And now, your orgasm seems to have flushed away those feelings like it was a toxin forcing you into delusion. With the stationary dildo jammed between your teeth, you look up at the person behind it, to see, not a Goddess, but a human: a very much flesh and blood being deserving of the very opposite of praise. The manipulative witch you stand up to make eye contact with shudders at seeing the fury in your eyes. “You crazy bitch! I can’t believe what you did to me. You know I could never love you, so you hypnotized me to be your slave? You’re mad, just so mad and crazy and utterly insane.” “$name , I can explain, you see…” She doesn’t explain anything. She merely lifts her hand up to your eyes, and clicks. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/CM9wCdQ5/Spiral_2.jpg]] Mistress $Ash is standing over you, and she helps you to your feet. “Thank you for letting me cum, Mistress. It must have been so good that I blacked out.” “Haha, yes, it was quite something, sissy. It’s good you enjoyed it, because I’m not sure when you’ll get permission again.” “Of course Mistress. I wouldn’t expect it if you didn’t think it was appropriate.” “That’s exactly what I wanted to hear, sissy.” [[13-2d<-Continue][$Stress to 0, $Horny to 2]]<</if>>

<<if $Home is 1>>For a reason you can’t be sure you won’t beat yourself up over later, you opt not to bring up your promised orgasm. “So what’s the next step in my “training?”” “I’m glad you asked, I think you’re going to enjoy it even more than I will. What’s next is the same dildo pounding that I gave you the past week, only in a different hole.” “You mean my…” “Yes, sissy. Every lunch for a while I’m going to be shoving my fake cock so far in your ass that the librarians will be visiting to tell you to keep it down!” “That’s…great…” “I’m glad you agree. Not only is it great training for all the dick you’ll be taking, but it’s also the most fun a whore like you can have. I mean, do you know how easy it is to cum from having something long and hard thrust into your oh so sensitive rear? If you’re horny enough, you could make it to orgasm everyday.” //Hooray// “But now that I’ve built up your excitement, I want all those nerves inside you to fester for a day. We can start tomorrow.” She leaves, letting just that happen to you. //Hey, at least it’s a chance to cum// [[13-2d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1]]\ <<else>>”So what’s the next step in my training, Mistress?” “I’m glad you asked, I think you’re going to enjoy it even more than I will. What’s next is the same dildo pounding that I gave you the past week, only in a different hole.” “You’re going to be fucking my ass? That’s great, I can’t wait to impress you with how well I can take it!” You’ve already stripped off your skirt and underwear, and are on all fours awaiting what should be nothing less than a holy experience. Mistress $Ash doesn’t begin though, and you look around, confused. She’s smiling at you, giggling too, clearly amused at how enthused you were to be taken by her. “I never said we were doing it today, silly sissy. We’ll begin tomorrow.” She strolls out, and you’re left devastated. Mistress $Ash was so willing to raise your hopes like that just to dash them, promising the goods tomorrow. Even if you’re glad to have made her laugh, you do hope she follows through on her promise. [[13-2d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 8>><<set $M to 0>>\ <<if $Home is 1>>The other students file in around you, most notably, your trainer and one of your keyholders, $Ash .\ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. You can’t imagine how hellish it would be if there weren’t anyone but you two to face Miss $Gray ‘s wrath.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>Your eyes are locked on the door like you’re an eager bird watcher, seeking the beautiful creature that would light up your day by their presence. For you, that delightful moment arrives when Mistress $Ash walks into the classroom, sitting next to you, instantly filling you with joy.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. Whilst you're waiting, $Gray2 smiles at you, encouraging you for the day ahead. You do the best you can for the woman who has the responsibility of feminizing you.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMzGh6KR/Desk-Ash.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $Home is 1>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash ). Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>><<set $Stress to $Stress - 2>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her. Thoughts of Miss $Gray are annoying, though, since you’d much rather be thinking about the goddess right next to you. Being around Mistress $Ash , even when you’re forbidden from talking to her, is like nirvana for a submissive slave like yourself. Even more irritating than the thought of Miss $Gray knaving you from thought of your queen, is when she takes a more deliberate approach of separating you from Mistress, which she enforces by demanding you stop looking towards her.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash .) Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>Likely thanks to your transformed relationship with her, $Gray2 barely bothers you through the class. It seems she knows feminizing you is taxing enough without giving you the further stress of a torrent of questions. Besides, she did admit to giving you far better grades than you deserve. All this isn’t to say she extends the same favor to $Ash , who she practically bullies with questions for an hour. To her credit, she does as she said you must. $Ash fulfills the role of a perfect student well. She answers every question with an almost obsessive level of detail. Having close relationships with both women is a complex situation to be in, especially when they both seem intent on screwing the other one over. A day may come when you have to truly decide between them, unless a third option presents itself. <</if>> <<if $HeelSurg is 1 and $ShoesC is 1>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>The lack of high heels propping up your feet is already causing great distress in your legs. <</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>The butt plug occupying your rear leaves your mind racing with dirty thoughts. <</if>><<if $Boobs gt 5 and $Bra is 0>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>Your prominent boobs do bother you. You're both worried about your nipples blushing over being stared at, and your budding breasts having no support. At this size, they really require it. <</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8 and $BlackmailVibrator is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>It’s inevitable with how horny you are, that your mind, and your eyes, will wander. When they do rest on the bodies of your peers, a not quite pleasant vibration shoots through your chastity cage. It serves to stop you looking at the other students, but not for long. After several jolts over the period, you’re left even hornier.<<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 1 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 3 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 2>>With how horny you are, you could very easily let your eyes wander to the other students, but when she’s around, you only have eyes for her.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class.If $Gray2 notices, she doesn’t seem to care.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is not 2>>You manage to pay attention during the lesson, taking notes and listening diligently.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is 2>>With Mistress $Ash next to you, it’s hard to do anything productive during the lesson.<</if>> <<if $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>[[13-3 Gray<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>[[13-3 Ash<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<set $AnalS to $AnalS + 1>>\ <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of $Gray2 the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>You arrive in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray , nervously awaiting your lunchtime training.<</if>> <<if $Home is 4>>“Our oral training has been going along swimmingly, but I think it’s time to move on to something more challenging; something a couple of whores like you have been eagerly anticipating, I’m sure.”\ <<else>>“Our oral training has been going along swimmingly, but I think it’s time to move on to something more challenging; something a little butt slut like you has been eagerly anticipating, I’m sure.”<</if>> She waltzes out from behind her desk, her outfit, from her luxurious heels to her designer dress, normal as usual. The only thing different is the large strap-on she’s boasting. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/dtcYRM7v/Gray-strap-on-skirt.jpg]] <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>”Now, both of you, strip!” You’re no stranger to doing this in front of $Gray2 thanks to her daily inspection, and $Ash benignly follows suit. \ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>”Now, both of you, strip!” You’re no stranger to doing this in front of Miss $Gray thanks to her daily inspection, and $Ash benignly follows suit. \ <<else>>”Now, strip!” You do as commanded. You’d almost find the order a little dull with how much you shed your clothes in front of Miss $Gray were your mind not more focused on the huge plastic cock dangling mere feet from your face.<</if>> <<if $ButtPlug is 1>> ”You won’t be needing this.” A violent jostle from your rear sends your faux calmness flying out the window as your teacher yanks the butt plug occupying your asshole out. You silently curse her for doing it without any warning, but at least your butt will handle the upcoming penetration from a much more active toy much better.<</if>> <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>”Of course, we can’t start without any warm up, can we? Well, I suppose we could, but that’s a lesson for another day. Since you two are locked in chastity together, why don’t you rev each other’s engines a little?” $Gray2 stands eagerly there, observing as you and $Ash look at each other. She gives you an encouraging nod, and you know what you have to do. “You can go first” $Ash whispers to you, turning around and leaning over. Evening in such a humiliating pose, she tries to maintain a calm air about her, hoping that it’ll annoy your teacher. You can’t be sure, but that confidence does bleed its way into how you’re acting now, and you’re glad for that. You suck on your index finger, lubricating it well so that it goes in smoother for $Ash ‘s sake. Not really that you care so much for it being easy for her, but if you don’t show her much tenderness, you know she won’t when it’s your turn to have your asshole fingered. The hole in her chastity belt for acts such as this helps make a clear bulls eye around your target, and you slowly press your finger against her asshole gently, before applying some pressure. Your digit goes in pleasantly smoothly. You know from reading her diary that $Ash doesn’t have an extensive or rich history of having boyfriend, at least for that long, so the ease of it can clearly be attributed to some anal masturbation, a prospect which turns you on, and that’s on top of how turned on you feel by being inside a woman in such an intimate way. In fact, this is the most physically intimate you’ve ever been with someone. Sure, the moment’s slightly tainted by the circumstance, but you’re still strangely proud of yourself. You rhythmically start thrusting your finger inside of her anus, and you quickly zone out imagining your penis wasn’t stuck inside a cage, but rather where your finger is right now. “That’s enough, $name . $Ash is clearly a more advanced slut, and doesn’t need as much…foreplay. Swap places.” Regrettably, you follow $Gray2 ‘s orders, and await being on the receiving end. Even despite how nice you were, $Ash immediately doesn’t show that same generosity. Her hardly lubed up finger goes in with little for you to anticipate it, and it thrusts further and faster than yours did. That’s when you remember her forever grudge against you. Since you ratted her out to your teacher, if she has a chance to be rough with you, she’ll take it. It doesn’t matter much the reason anyway - if you brought up her harshness to her, she’d merely say she wanted you to be ready for $Gray2 , who’d show even less mercy, which probably isn’t true thanks to your unique relationship with your teacher, though that’s something you’ve yet to make clear to $Ash . “Okay, that’s enough preparation. It’s time for the real thing.” $Gray2 reflects for a moment, deciding something. “$Ash , you’ll go first.” She has your “girlfriend” lean over a table, perfectly positioning her ass for your teacher’s dildo. It’s strange to you that $Gray2 would prefer to fuck $Ash first, but you evaluate that that’s because your teacher thinks you’d enjoy seeing $Ash be fucked without being distracted by recovering from an anal pouding yourself. Another upside is that $Gray2 might be so exhausted from having sex with $Ash that she’ll have no choice but to go easier on you. Of course, there’s an obvious downside in how that means you’ll have less time to recover, and in your next lesson you’ll have to subtly clutch at your sore ass. $Ash ‘s pounding goes on for some time, and over the course of that 20 minutes or so, her formerly stoic expression slips to one were she’s obviously enjoying her asshole being fucked by $Gray2 . Fortunately for $Ash , the position means that your teacher can’t see the hard joy she’s experiencing. What $Gray2 can hear, however, is the moans that she accidently lets slide out of her mouth. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/QdmWd686/Gray-anal-training.jpg]] “You don’t have to lie and pretend to me $Ash ! I know you’re enjoying this more than you’ve enjoyed anything else in your life. Admit it! Admit you like being my toy!” $Ash doesn’t answer, which seems only to encourage $Gray2 more, and she speeds up to a pace she’d be going at were her cock real, and she were about to cum, and $Ash ‘s involuntary moans are soon eclipsing the slapping of hip thrusting into ass. When your teacher is done with her first pupil, she leans over $Ash ‘s exhausted body, and whispers something undoubtedly taunting to her, before pulling out. “Now, the better behaved toy. You know what to do.” Following the example set, you lean over a desk, letting all your weight rest on it, allowing your ass to be a beacon for $Gray ‘s strapon. Your teacher’s entry is surprisingly gentle. She begins slowly, first letting the head of it enter you, before the rest of it slides smoothly in. While your asshole did close up a little during $Ash ‘s fucking, the tender onset of your fucking helps. But it doesn’t take long for $Gray2 to begin properly. Having your prostate pounded like this almost immediately gets you moaning, and unlike $Ash, you don’t have any intention of stifling it. This is the most action you’ve seen in a long time, and even if being ass fucked by your domineering isn’t your first choice of sex, you can still enjoy it. In fact, the dildo having just been in $Ash ‘s asshole makes it even hotter. Fingering was a turn on, but there’s something strangely hot, and almost cute, about having your juices smeared on the same plastic cock. It’s impossible to see, but you’re sure your exposed clitty is leaving long strings of precum on the table, and you hope you’ll be able to shoot the real thing soon.\ \ \ \ <<elseif $Home is 4>>”Of course, we can’t start without any warm up, can we? Well, I suppose we could, but that’s a lesson for another day. Since you two are locked in chastity together, why don’t you rev each other’s engines a little?” Miss $Gray stands eagerly there, observing as you and $Ash look at each other. She gives you an encouraging nod, and you know what you have to do. “You can go first” $Ash whispers to you, turning around and leaning over. Evening in such a humiliating pose, she tries to maintain a calm air about her, hoping that it’ll annoy your teacher. You can’t be sure, but that confidence does bleed its way into how you’re acting now, and you’re glad for that. You suck on your index finger, lubricating it well so that it goes in smoother for $Ash ‘s sake. Not really that you care so much for it being easy for her, but if you don’t show her much tenderness, you know she won’t when it’s your turn to have your asshole fingered. The hole in her chastity belt for acts such as this helps make a clear bulls eye around your target, and you slowly press your finger against her asshole gently, before applying some pressure. Your digit goes in pleasantly smoothly. You know from reading her diary that $Ash doesn’t have an extensive or rich history of having boyfriend, at least for that long, so the ease of it can clearly be attributed to some anal masturbation, a prospect which turns you on, and that’s on top of how turned on you feel by being inside a woman in such an intimate way. In fact, this is the most physically intimate you’ve ever been with someone. Sure, the moment’s slightly tainted by the circumstance, but you’re still strangely proud of yourself. You rhythmically start thrusting your finger inside of her anus, and you quickly zone out imagining your penis wasn’t stuck inside a cage, but rather where your finger is right now. “That’s enough, $name . $Ash is clearly a more advanced slut, and doesn’t need as much…foreplay. Swap places.” Regrettably, you follow Miss $Gray ‘s orders, and await being on the receiving end. Even despite how nice you were, $Ash immediately doesn’t show that same generosity. Her hardly lubed up finger goes in with little for you to anticipate it, and it thrusts further and faster than yours did. That’s when you remember her forever grudge against you. Since you ratted her out to your teacher, if she has a chance to be rough with you, she’ll take it. It doesn’t matter much the reason anyway - if you brought up her harshness to her, she’d merely say she wanted you to be ready for Miss $Gray , who’d show even less mercy. “Okay, that’s enough preparation. It’s time for the real thing.” Miss $Gray reflects for a moment, deciding something. “$name , you’ll go first.” She demands you pose your stripped form over a desk, facing the floor, perfectly positioning your ass for your teacher’s dildo. In the short moments of you getting into position, and the point of first entry, you guess that Miss $Gray wants to fuck you first since she cares more about turning you into a sissy than she does turning $Ash into a whore, and so you’ll be getting a much more energized Miss $Gray , while $Ash will have some sloppy seconds. The moment the head of the dildo first kisses your reticent butthole though, such thoughts quickly evaporate. There’s little subtlety that can ever be expected from Miss $Gray , at least when it comes to her training you, and she quickly begins ramming the fake cock into your rear vigorously. At first, the pain is the only thing you can take note of. While you’re certainly not completely inexperienced at having things shoved inside you like this, you’re certainly not to porn star levels of being ready for it. You’re even considering asking Miss $Gray to use more lubricant when the pain subsides, not entirely, but enough to feel something else instead. Pleasure, in fact. Pleasure which ramps up as your teacher thrusts harder and faster, until eventually you think Miss $Gray might be getting off on this as much as you are. It’s impossible to tell, since you can’t see her face. If she could see yours though, she’d see the look of an eager slut, gasping for breath in between pained moans of sexual ecstasy. You’re sure your exposed clitty is leaving long strings of precum on the table, and you hope you’ll be able to shoot the real thing soon.\ \ \ \ <<elseif $Home is 3>>”Of course, we can’t start without any warm up, can we? Well, I suppose we could, but that’s a lesson for another day. Now, bend over, and I’ll get you ready for this hard cock.” Obediently, you do, and wasting no time, Miss $Gray is already on you like a bag, her index finger slipping its way in between your cheeks, and poking at your reticent asshole. With just a little bit of pressure from her adept hand, the finger smoothly goes in, causing you to shudder a little as it goes anus exploring. The sensation is bizarre - neither particularly pleasurable nor uncomfortable. Even when your teacher starts finger fucking you, thrusting her finger in and out rhythmically as though she were metronome, it remains a weird feeling. You certainly could never reach orgasm like this, which you’ve seen enough porn stars do when pounded by a veiny 10 incher. But Miss $Gray intends on progressing to something much thicker and longer soon enough anyway. The finger exits with an aggressive pull away, and you assume your teacher is ready to move on, but MIss $Gray has never been predictable. The finger slithers at your now gaping anus, and it enters again, this time with another digit. Her middle and index fingers fuck you, and this time, you’re actually getting some amount of pleasure from it. In fact, having the girth of your penetrator be doubled like this almost gets you moaning, especially when Miss $Gray adds some vigor into her movements. The process repeats itself with 3 fingers, and now you’re moaning proper. And when she upgrades once more to 4, those moans become screams - screams of joy. Under different circumstances, this might even get you to cum, but Miss $Gray ‘s classroom doesn’t do it for you enough to get there. “That’s enough of that, sissy. Now you’re ready for my cock.” She inserts with no other warning with one violent motion, and she lets it sit there for a moment, allowing it to be another reminder of the power she has over you. Extending from her body is a lengthy dildo that’s now inside you. If there were a more literal example of the control she yields, you’d struggle to think of it. The girth of the cock as opposed to her fingers immediately makes it more uncomfortable, and yet strangely more of a turn-on, but when she begins slowly thrusting, you completely ignore that discomfort. The pleasure’s almost divine, and trumps all your other sexual experiences. It’s better than any wank you’ve had, or any handjob, blowjob, or even being inside a woman. Being fucked like this makes you feel on top of world, even as a bottom. Your past concerns about such an experience quickly evaporate, and you forget those pesky points you had circulating your mind, like “I don’t like cock” and “I’m not gay if I enjoy it, am I?” Those thoughts are actually replaced by some juxtaposed ideas, like “what can I do to feel this again?” “I wish I had experienced this sooner” and “I’m a cock whore now, aren’t I?” Miss $Gray can seemingly almost read your thoughts. “I know you’re loving this, girl. Tell me how much!” You answer in between pained gasps for breath. “I…love your…hard…cock. Please Miss… $Gray , go…faster!” “That’s what I wanted to hear, slut.” She thankfully fulfills your wish, plunging at your prostate with shocking aggression, almost making your tumble onto the floor, but you manage to maintain your footing. And once you do, you plant your hands on your ass cheeks, spreading them, which only serves to encourage Miss $Gray . You’re sure your exposed clitty is leaving long strings of precum on the table you’re leaning over, and you hope you’ll be able to shoot the real thing soon.<</if>> <<if $Pills gt 11>> Adding to the experience, is your boobs, which the table pushes into you. Their noticeable medium size adds to the scenario in your head. Miss $Gray is your horny boss, looking to take advantage of their skimpily dressed secretary.\ <<elseif $Pills gt 4>> Adding to the experience, is your boobs, which the table pushes into you. Even being small, they feel great when you’re getting fucked like this. The sensation adds to the feeling of you being a whore, getting taken by your boss for their sexual pleasure.<</if>>\ <<if $Horny gt 9>><<set $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1>>Your eager hands help spread your asscheeks further, and your teacher notices, taking it as a sign that she should plunge further inside you. Somehow, she goes faster too, fucking you at what you guess is over 200 thrusts per minute. Your moans are almost screams, and you grip at the table to stabilize yourself. Soon enough, your desire to shoot real cum manifests itself. “Harder!” “Harder! “HARDER!” Jizz squirts in the constraints of your chastity cage, leaking through the hole. The orgasm lasts heavenly long, and for a moment you lose track of where you are, what’s happening, and even who you are. You feel a pair of breasts settle on your back, and a voice whispers into your ear. “We’re not done until I am, sweetie.” Even though you’ve cum, the fucking goes on another, maybe 10 minutes, and you go from seeing stars, to becoming painfully of what’s happening. You’re still horny, but not nearly enough to cum again, and the discomfort of your prostate still being targeted grows into a unique kind of disgust at still being fucked. Eventually though, your teacher decides the man fucking you would have had enough, and she aggressively pulls out.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 4>>Your eager hands help spread your asscheeks further, and your teacher notices, taking it as a sign that she should plunge further inside you. Somehow, she goes faster too, fucking you at what you guess is over 200 thrusts per minute. Your moans are almost screams, and you grip at the table to stabilize yourself. Despite your hearty attempts, however, the elusive orgasm you try so hard to achieve remains unattainable, even after a further 20 minutes of rough fucking, with your teacher’s stamina not dropping for a moment. “That’s enough for today.” She pulls out with shocking carelessness. \ <<elseif $Horny lt 5>>The pounding continues, and even though you know it’s possible, you’d never be able to cum like this. You’re simply not horny enough. With that immediate understanding, you’re left feeling rather resigned whilst your teacher fucks your ass. Not even her encouraging words of “take it, slut!” and “tell me how much you enjoy this!” do much to turn you on, though you do capture those lustful phrases and imagine her in a lesbian porno, which might come in handy the next time you’re horny. It’s hard to tell how much longer the sex continues, but she eventually decides she’s finished, and pulls out with shocking carelessness.<</if>> <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>”You’re improving, $name , good work. Though I don’t think you quite enjoyed it as much as $Ash did.” $Gray2 smirks, grinning at your friend. She’s obviously seething, but is powerless to do anything besides sit and take the mockery.\ <<elseif $Home is 4>>”Now, your turn, $Ash .” Miss $Gray notices the clear look of hatred on $Ash ‘s face. “Don’t pretend you’re not looking forward to me using you like the toy you are. I bet you’re even jealous I wanted fuck $name first, aren’t you?” $Ash silently gets into position. Her pounding goes on for some time, and over the course of that 20 minutes or so, her formerly stoic expression slips to one where she’s clearly trying to suppress a painful sense of joy. Fortunately for $Ash , the position means that your teacher can’t see the hard joy she’s experiencing. What Miss $Gray can hear, however, is the moans that $Ash accidently lets slip out of her mouth. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/QdmWd686/Gray-anal-training.jpg]] “You don’t have to lie and pretend to me $Ash ! I know you’re enjoying this more than you’ve enjoyed anything else in your life. Admit it! Admit you like being my toy!” $Ash doesn’t answer, which seems only to encourage Miss $Gray more, and she speeds up to a pace she’d be going at were her cock real, and she were about to cum, and $Ash ‘s involuntary moans are soon eclipsing the slapping of hip thrusting into ass. When your teacher is done with her second pupil, she leans over $Ash ‘s exhausted body, and whispers something undoubtedly taunting to her, before pulling out.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>”You’re improving $name , good work.” You feel strangely proud of her compliment, but she doesn’t want to boost your ego too much. “Don’t let it go to your head; you have a good teacher.”<</if>> Your teacher dismisses you once the bell rings, and you hurriedly dress again before leaving. <<if $Horny gt 8>>[[13-3d<-Continue][$H to 13, $Horny to 2, $Stress to $Stress - 2]]\ <<elseif $Horny gt 4>>[[13-3d<-Continue][$H to 13, $Horny to $Horny + 2, $Stress to $Stress + 1]]\ <<elseif $Horny lt 5>>[[13-3d<-Continue][$H to 13, $Horny to $Horny + 2]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<set $AnalS to $AnalS + 1>>\ <<if $Home is 2>>Rather than have to spend another hour without her company, Mistress $Ash kindly sought you out so that she might train you to be a better sissy.<<else>>It’s lunch, which might mean a moment to relax, but $Ash has other plans.<</if>> She leads you by the hand to a disused toilet. <<if visited("13-2 Ash Beg")>>”Today, your training progresses to its next stage. I’m still going to be pounding you with my dildo, only now in a different hole.” “So my…” “Yep, your asshole is going to be fucked everyday for a while. Aren’t you lucky?”\ <<else>>”So, sissy. You’ve had a day to be excited. I hope your asshole is eager, because I certainly am.”<</if>> <<if $Home is 2>>//I can’t wait to be trained by Mistress $Ash more!//\ <<elseif $Home is 1>>//It’s not like I have a choice//<</if>> From her handbag, you watch as she pulls out a leather harness, along with a pink rubber dildo. She equips them both. “Get yourself ready for me, girl. I want you in your lingerie, eager for my cock.” You do as you’re told, until you’re little more than a poorly dressed slut for $Ash . <<if $ButtPlug is 1>>”You won’t need this either.” she yanks the butt plug inside of you aggressively out, and you immediately start worrying if that’s the kind of care she’s going to show you for the proceeding anal sex session.<</if>> You’re on all fours, waiting for <<if $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash <<else>>$Ash to begin, but she doesn’t seem like she’s about to anytime soon. You look around from your submissive position to see her looking disappointed at you. “Did you forget to lube your toy up? You don’t want me going in raw, do you?” She’s stroking the strapon, encouraging you to suck on it. Staying on your knees, you crawl over to it, and begin to lubricate it. If your saliva is going to be the only thing to ensure it goes in smoothly, you’re going to a damn good job sucking it. Fortunately, the last week was about just that. When you’re done, it’s shining well enough to reflect the ceiling, which makes you bizarrely proud. You look up at <<if $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash<<else>>$Ash <</if>>, who’s now smiling, let you know it’s time. Once again, in this dingy, disused toilet, you get on all fours, and await your anal pounding to begin. <<if $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash painfully teases you by waiting, but you don’t dare disrespect her by looking back, or asking her to begin.<<else>>$Ash lets the moment drag out, with you dreading the commencement more and more with each passing second.<</if>> Her cold hand on your butt cheeks sends shivers down your spine as she gets into position. The cold latex of the dildo prods around your asshole, and not accidentally. <<if $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash <<else>>$Ash <</if>>could easily slide it inside, but she wants to play with you more.<</if>> Each slap of the fake cock against your intimate regions increases your anticipation, until she finally does eventually put the strapon inside you. And in that one moment, she decided to drop all considerations of being gentle. It enters in one violent motion, and you feel like you’re impaled in some cruel Roman execution method. It’s so sudden and aggressive, that for a brief moment, you completely forget where you are, who’s doing this to you, and how you got here. But once she starts moving in and out rhythmically, those thoughts come flooding back to you. <<if $Home is 2>>”Thank you Mistress $Ash !”<<else>>//It feels like I’m being fucked by women in my life everyday. At least $Ash is being honest about it now.<</if>> After a couple of minutes, your asshole is welcoming enough of the intruder that it hurts less, and actually starts to feel enjoyable. “Curve you back upwards, sissy. People love seeing those sexy curves when they’re fucking you.” <<if $Home is 2>>You gratefully follow your Goddess' advice, and it somehow feels better for you too.<<else>>You follow her command, lest she get enraged and find a way to make this worse. Surprisingly though, it actually feels better like this.<</if>> In fact, you think the dildo is having an easier time reaching your prostate. This slight change of position takes you from gasping for breath, to moaning, and asking for her to go harder and faster. You feel almost on the verge of cumming. <<if $Home is 1 and $Horny lt 5>>The pounding goes on for some time, and although precum does leak out your caged clitty, you’re not even close to actually finishing. Perhaps, it might seem, you need a place a little more romantic than a toilet. $Ash ‘s stamina eventually wanes, though she keeps going regardless, promising that a man wouldn’t stop until he wants to. The sloppifying of her technique takes you further away from the edge, until you feel as different from this experience as when she first started. She pulls out after her thrusts slow to a crawl, which really does make you feel like a man just came inside you. [[13-3d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 and $Horny lt 9>>The pounding goes on for some time, and precum leaks like a faucet out of your caged clitty. You close your eyes to imagine a better place where you can cum rather than this toilet. But even in your fantasies, you’re still the one with a dildo in your ass. You’re just about to finally release a torrent of cum when $Ash is slowing down. You gasp in horror, and start thrusting yourself into her cock. “Aww, what’s the matter sissy? Want more of my hard dick? That’s a shame, but a woman doesn’t always get to cum, and neither do whores. You just have to learn to enjoy making other people orgasm, and I’m sure if this dick were real, I would have easily painted your insides with my jizz.” She pulls out, and you want to start begging for more of her cock, but you’re too exhausted from being pounded for that long. You collapse on the floor, your asshole still quivering. $Ash leaves you there, letting you recover alone like a used prostitute before you have to get going to your next client. [[13-3d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 and $Horny gt 8>>The pounding goes on for some time, and precum leaks like a faucet out of your caged clitty. It doesn’t even matter that you’re in a disgusting toilet with walls covered in graffiti and a penetrator who cares nothing for your pleasure. In fact, those elements only seem to help you in your efforts to cum. Your sweaty-palmed hands grasp at the floor for grip, and, finding none, instead help spread your ass cheeks, which $Ash laughs at. “I’ve trained you well.” She keeps fucking and fucking, with each thrust seemingly going straight to your prostate, so it’s only inevitable that your pent up cum finally shoots out. Moans of ecstasy escape from your lips as you reach an orgasm from anal only. Your upper body collapses on the floor, your chastity cage slipping in the semen that just escaped it. In your post orgasmic bliss, you don’t where you are, and rest your head on the ceramic floor. $Ash keeps pounding regardless, until she becomes exhausted too, pulling out roughly, but you’re too tired to care. She takes off the dildo and harness, leaving you in the stall. Wid thoughts cross your mind, like hoping $Ash is even harder next time, or that you could never fuck a woman like she just fucked you, so you’re better of being a sissy. You can barely recover in time for your next lesson, which you stroll to, still mentally in the toilets, whilst clutching your sore ass. [[13-3d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress - 2, $Horny to 2, $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 2 and $Horny lt 9>>Mistress $Ash ‘s pounding goes on for what feels like forever, and yet still not long enough. You’re glad to be giving her pleasure, of course, but you can’t shoo away the thoughts that you might be able to cum yourself. Those selfish ideas might cause you distress, but you’re too turned on to care. Being near your Goddess anyway makes you horny, but it’s immeasurable when she’s fucking you so generously in the ass. Those feelings of being near the edge don’t dissipate over the time you have sex for, but frustratingly, they don’t grow either. It’s like being on top of a building, right next to the edge, but with cement shoes on. No matter how much you try, you can’t finish. Mistress $Ash eventually decides she’s done, praising you for being a good whore, which makes you feel even worse about your own desires. She gives your hair a rub, and now that you’re over the anal sex, you’re sure that one moment of physical praise would be better than any orgasm. She meanders out after taking off the strapon, and you do your best to recover from the rough pounding. [[13-3d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress - 2, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 2 and $Horny gt 8>>Mistress $Ash ‘s pounding goes on for what feels like forever. You’re glad to be giving her pleasure, of course, but you can’t shoo away the thoughts that you might be able to cum yourself. Those selfish ideas might cause you distress, but you’re too turned on to care. Being near your Goddess anyway makes you horny, but it’s immeasurable when she’s fucking you so generously in the ass. Those feelings accumulate, until eventually you’re just about to… “Don’t you dare cum, sissy! I can recognize those moans, and if you release that load, I’ll disown you as a sissy slave. Do you hear me?” “Yes Mistress!” Distraught from her threats, you immediately try to distract yourself from cumming by imaging anything else. Thankfully, the fucking doesn’t go on much longer, so it’s an easy task. Still, the threat lingers in your head. Mistress really doesn’t want you to cum. //Of course she doesn’t. It’s not appropriate for a sissy// Your Goddess takes off her strapon, and observes her toy, noticing you’re still shook from her threat. “Aww, I’m sorry if I was a little harsh on you, but you know how important it is to be strict on such a weak minded little sissy. We can’t have you thinking it’s okay to cum without permission, can we?” “No, Mistress, you’re right.” “Of course I am.” She strokes your hair a little, before helping you get dressed, and then walking you to your next lesson. [[13-3d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress +1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]<</if>>

<<set $Fem to 54>>\ $Ash checks on your outfit to ensure you’ve followed her demands of getting detention for failing your teacher’s strict uniform policy. <<if $PantyhoseC is 1 or $PantyhoseD is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”Great choice in pantyhose sissy. $Gray can’t stand fishnets.” <<elseif $PantyhoseH is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”I do hope $Gray has an issue with those pantyhose. You could have made it so much more sure though.”\ <<elseif $StockingsE is 1>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”Fishnets? Good choice sissy. I know $Gray hates them. And they’re stockings too, right?” She flicks up your skirt to check. “I can’t wait to see her face.”\ <<else>>”So what did you wear to piss $Gray off? Not your hose, clearly.”<</if>> <<if $Bra is 0>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”Ah, I get it! She’ll be annoyed you’re not wearing a bra, right?”\ <<elseif $BraA is 1 and $PantiesA is 1 or $BraA is 1 and $PantiesF is 1 or $BraA is 1 and $ThongB is 1 or $BraA is 1 and $GarterPantiesA is 1 or $BraE is 1 and $PantiesE is 1 or $BraF is 1 and $PantiesA is 1 or $BraF is 1 and $Panties6 is 1 or $BraF is 1 and $GarterPantiesA is 1 or $BraF is 1 and $PantiesC is 1 or $BraF is 1 and $ThongB is 1 or $BraF is 1 and $ThongA is 1 or $BraB is 1 and $PantiesB is 1 or $BraB is 1 and $GarterPantiesB is 1 or $BraD is 1 and $PantiesD is 1 or $BraG is 1 and $PantiesG is 1 or $BraH is 1 and $PantiesH is 1 or $BraH is 1 and $ThongC is 1 or $BraC is 1 and $PantiesC is 1 or $BraC is 1 and $GarterPanties is 1 or $BraC is 1 and $GarterPantiesB is 1>>”Why did you even bother matching your underwear?”\ <<else>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>”Good job making sure your bra and panties don’t match.”<</if>> <<if $ShaveLegs gt 6>><<set $GrayLunchFail to $GrayLunchFail + 1>>\ \ ”She’s going to be really annoyed at your unshaved legs.”<</if>>\ <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 1>>”Good job sissy. $Gray is going to be seething at your outfit. We can go ahead with the plan.” [[12-4a<-Continue][$GrayLunchFail to 2]]\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>”Come on sissy. For once, I want you to be disobedient, and you can’t even do that right?” She sighs. “It’s okay, I have an idea.” From her handbag, she takes out a tube of lipstick, and, without clarifying what her plans are, gets to work painting your lips. Lipstick on your lips itself isn’t bad. In fact, Miss $Gray would probably encourage it. But what is bad is $Ash deliberately painting outside the lines. She draws up your cheeks, giving you a clownish appearance, and rather than cursing when she gets some on your teeth, she takes it as a happy accident. She doesn’t let you check the look in her vanity mirror, but you’re guessing the sight of it alone isn’t going to make Miss $Gray think you’re mocking her, on top of being hilarious to anyone you pass on the way. [[Secret Desires 1 Pre Lip<-Continue][$GrayLunchFail to 2]]\ <<elseif $Home is 4>>”Come on sissy. For once, I want you to be disobedient, and you can’t even do that right?” She sighs. “It’s okay, I have an idea.” It’s almost never good when $Ash has one of those, and you grow increasingly nervous when you see the stares she’s giving your hosiery. With a quick glance at her nails, she decides to put her plan into motion. Her fingers become claws, and she rips and tears like a kitten into the layer of nylon covering your legs. Even when you instinctively jump back from her assault, she stays on top of you, tearing the fibers until you’re left looking like a whore. “What are you doing?!” “Doing what you couldn’t. $Gray will be seething when she sees how you mistreat your hosiery. That’ll be more than enough to get you detention.” [[Secret Desires 1 Pre Hosiery<-Continue][$GrayLunchFail to 2]]<</if>>

You enter room 68 with $Ash , and your teacher immediately notices the effects of your uniform rough up. ”What the hell is that on your face?” Miss $Gray inspects the poorly applied lipstick. “A monkey could’ve done a better job than this. Were you drunk when you put it on?” You cower in front of her, like you often do when you’re in trouble. “Sorry, Miss $Gray .” “You don’t owe just me an apology - you should be writing a letter to every company in the cosmetics industry for embarrassing them like this.” $Ash is almost giggling at the reaction her sabotage is getting. “Forget the rest of your uniform; you’ve earned a detention for this travesty alone.” Miss $Gray is shaking her head as she returns to her desk, but $Ash is giving you a knowing smile. Her plan worked.\ [[12-4b<-Continue]]

<<if $TightsA is 1>><<set $TightsA to 0, $Tights1 to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $TightsB is 1>><<set $TightsB to 0, $Tights2 to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $TightsC is 1>><<set $TightsC to 0, $Tights3 to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $TightsD is 1>><<set $TightsD to 0, $Tights4 to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $TightsE is 1>><<set $TightsEto 0, $Tights5 to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $PantyhoseA is 1>><<set $PantyhoseA to 0, $Pantyhose1 to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $PantyhoseB is 1>><<set $PantyhoseB to 0, $Pantyhose2 to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $PantyhoseC is 1>><<set $PantyhoseC to 0, $Pantyhose3 to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $PantyhoseD is 1>><<set $PantyhoseD to 0, $Pantyhose4 to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $PantyhoseE is 1>><<set $PantyhoseE to 0, $Pantyhose5 to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $PantyhoseF is 1>><<set $PantyhoseF to 0, $Pantyhose6 to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $PantyhoseG is 1>><<set $PantyhoseG to 0, $Pantyhose7 to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $PantyhoseH is 1>><<set $PantyhoseH to 0, $Pantyhose8 to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $StockingsA is 1>><<set $StockingsA to 0, $Stockings1 to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $StockingsB is 1>><<set $StockingsB to 0, $Stockings2 to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $StockingsC is 1>><<set $StockingsC to 0, $Stockings3 to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $StockingsD is 1>><<set $StockingsD to 0, $Stockings4 to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $StockingsE is 1>><<set $StockingsE to 0, $Stockings5 to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>”$name , what happened to your hose?” She comes closer to inspect just how torn they are. “You couldn’t have ruined them this much on your walk here. Why would you put such tarnished things on? You know that not only do I despise them, but they’re also against the school rules.” You can’t answer any of her questions, at least, not without angering $Ash greatly. “I’m sorry, Miss $Gray . I guess I just thought they looked nice.” “Nice? NICE?” She’s shaking her head in disapproval. “I’d thought I trained you much better than to like such trashy things. I’m not even going to waste my time looking at the rest of your outfit. You’ve earned a detention for testing me like this alone.” She strides back over to her desk, clearly irritated that someone she thought she had a bond with is playing with her like this. “And take them off and throw them away. I can’t stand to look at them any longer.” [[12-4b<-Continue][$GrayR to $GrayR - 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 4>>”$name , what happened to your hose?” She comes closer to inspect just how torn they are. “You couldn’t have ruined them this much on your walk here. Why would you put such tarnished things on? You know that they’re against the school rules.” You can’t answer any of her questions, at least, not without angering $Ash greatly. “I’m sorry, Miss $Gray . I guess I just thought they looked nice.” She heaves a heavy sigh. “What other awful things did $Ash suggest to you when she was in charge of your key? While pantyhose and stockings are lovely and feminine, treating them with such disregard is not. I’d much rather you show in a pair of men’s socks than them. Forget the rest of your inspection - you’ve earned detention for this alone.” She strides back over to her desk, shaking her head along the way. //At least she somewhat blamed $Ash // “And take them off and throw them away. I can’t stand to look at them any longer.” [[12-4b<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 8>><<set $M to 0>>\ <<if $Home is 1>>The other students file in around you, most notably, your trainer and one of your keyholders, $Ash .\ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. You can’t imagine how hellish it would be if there weren’t anyone but you two to face Miss $Gray ‘s wrath.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>Your eyes are locked on the door like you’re an eager bird watcher, seeking the beautiful creature that would light up your day by their presence. For you, that delightful moment arrives when Mistress $Ash walks into the classroom, sitting next to you, instantly filling you with joy.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. Whilst you're waiting, $Gray2 smiles at you, encouraging you for the day ahead. You do the best you can for the woman who has the responsibility of feminizing you.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMzGh6KR/Desk-Ash.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $Home is 1>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash ). Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>><<set $Stress to $Stress - 2>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her. Thoughts of Miss $Gray are annoying, though, since you’d much rather be thinking about the goddess right next to you. Being around Mistress $Ash , even when you’re forbidden from talking to her, is like nirvana for a submissive slave like yourself. Even more irritating than the thought of Miss $Gray knaving you from thought of your queen, is when she takes a more deliberate approach of separating you from Mistress, which she enforces by demanding you stop looking towards her.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash .) Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>Likely thanks to your transformed relationship with her, $Gray2 barely bothers you through the class. It seems she knows feminizing you is taxing enough without giving you the further stress of a torrent of questions. Besides, she did admit to giving you far better grades than you deserve. All this isn’t to say she extends the same favor to $Ash , who she practically bullies with questions for an hour. To her credit, she does as she said you must. $Ash fulfills the role of a perfect student well. She answers every question with an almost obsessive level of detail. Having close relationships with both women is a complex situation to be in, especially when they both seem intent on screwing the other one over. A day may come when you have to truly decide between them, unless a third option presents itself. <</if>> <<if $HeelSurg is 1 and $ShoesC is 1>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>The lack of high heels propping up your feet is already causing great distress in your legs. <</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>The butt plug occupying your rear leaves your mind racing with dirty thoughts. <</if>><<if $Boobs gt 5 and $Bra is 0>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>Your prominent boobs do bother you. You're both worried about your nipples blushing over being stared at, and your budding breasts having no support. At this size, they really require it. <</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8 and $BlackmailVibrator is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>It’s inevitable with how horny you are, that your mind, and your eyes, will wander. When they do rest on the bodies of your peers, a not quite pleasant vibration shoots through your chastity cage. It serves to stop you looking at the other students, but not for long. After several jolts over the period, you’re left even hornier.<<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 1 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 3 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 2>>With how horny you are, you could very easily let your eyes wander to the other students, but when she’s around, you only have eyes for her.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class.If $Gray2 notices, she doesn’t seem to care.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is not 2>>You manage to pay attention during the lesson, taking notes and listening diligently.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is 2>>With Mistress $Ash next to you, it’s hard to do anything productive during the lesson.<</if>> <<if $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>[[13-4 Gray<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>[[13-4 Ash<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<set $AnalS to $AnalS + 1>>\ <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of $Gray2 the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>You arrive in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray , nervously awaiting your lunchtime training.<</if>> Your teacher waltzes out from behind her desk, her outfit, from her luxurious heels to her designer dress, normal as usual. The only thing different is the large strap-on she’s boasting. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/dtcYRM7v/Gray-strap-on-skirt.jpg]] <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>”Now, both of you, strip!” You’re no stranger to doing this in front of $Gray2 thanks to her daily inspection, and $Ash benignly follows suit. \ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>”Now, both of you, strip!” You’re no stranger to doing this in front of Miss $Gray thanks to her daily inspection, and $Ash benignly follows suit. \ <<else>>”Now, strip!” You do as commanded. You’d almost find the order a little dull with how much you shed your clothes in front of Miss $Gray were your mind not more focused on the huge plastic cock dangling mere feet from your face.<</if>> <<if $ButtPlug is 1>> ”You won’t be needing this.” A violent jostle from your rear sends your faux calmness flying out the window as your teacher yanks the butt plug occupying your asshole out. You silently curse her for doing it without any warning, but at least your butt will handle the upcoming penetration from a much more active toy much better.<</if>> <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>”Of course, we can’t start without any warm up, can we? Well, I suppose we could, but that’s a lesson for another day. Since you two are locked in chastity together, why don’t you rev each other’s engines a little?” $Gray2 stands eagerly there, observing as you and $Ash look at each other. She gives you an encouraging nod, and you know what you have to do. “You can go first” $Ash whispers to you, turning around and leaning over. Evening in such a humiliating pose, she tries to maintain a calm air about her, hoping that it’ll annoy your teacher. You can’t be sure, but that confidence does bleed its way into how you’re acting now, and you’re glad for that. You suck on your index finger, lubricating it well so that it goes in smoother for $Ash ‘s sake. Not really that you care so much for it being easy for her, but if you don’t show her much tenderness, you know she won’t when it’s your turn to have your asshole fingered. The hole in her chastity belt for acts such as this helps make a clear bulls eye around your target, and you slowly press your finger against her asshole gently, before applying some pressure. Your digit goes in pleasantly smoothly. You know from reading her diary that $Ash doesn’t have an extensive or rich history of having boyfriend, at least for that long, so the ease of it can clearly be attributed to some anal masturbation, a prospect which turns you on, and that’s on top of how turned on you feel by being inside a woman in such an intimate way. In fact, this is the most physically intimate you’ve ever been with someone. Sure, the moment’s slightly tainted by the circumstance, but you’re still strangely proud of yourself. You rhythmically start thrusting your finger inside of her anus, and you quickly zone out imagining your penis wasn’t stuck inside a cage, but rather where your finger is right now. “That’s enough, $name . $Ash is clearly a more advanced slut, and doesn’t need as much…foreplay. Swap places.” Regrettably, you follow $Gray2 ‘s orders, and await being on the receiving end. Even despite how nice you were, $Ash immediately doesn’t show that same generosity. Her hardly lubed up finger goes in with little for you to anticipate it, and it thrusts further and faster than yours did. That’s when you remember her forever grudge against you. Since you ratted her out to your teacher, if she has a chance to be rough with you, she’ll take it. It doesn’t matter much the reason anyway - if you brought up her harshness to her, she’d merely say she wanted you to be ready for $Gray2 , who’d show even less mercy, which probably isn’t true thanks to your unique relationship with your teacher, though that’s something you’ve yet to make clear to $Ash . “Okay, that’s enough preparation. It’s time for the real thing.” $Gray2 reflects for a moment, deciding something. “$Ash , you’ll go first.” She has your “girlfriend” lean over a table, perfectly positioning her ass for your teacher’s dildo. It’s strange to you that $Gray2 would prefer to fuck $Ash first, but you evaluate that that’s because your teacher thinks you’d enjoy seeing $Ash be fucked without being distracted by recovering from an anal pouding yourself. Another upside is that $Gray2 might be so exhausted from having sex with $Ash that she’ll have no choice but to go easier on you. Of course, there’s an obvious downside in how that means you’ll have less time to recover, and in your next lesson you’ll have to subtly clutch at your sore ass. $Ash ‘s pounding goes on for some time, and over the course of that 20 minutes or so, her formerly stoic expression slips to one were she’s obviously enjoying her asshole being fucked by $Gray2 . Fortunately for $Ash , the position means that your teacher can’t see the hard joy she’s experiencing. What $Gray2 can hear, however, is the moans that she accidently lets slide out of her mouth. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/QdmWd686/Gray-anal-training.jpg]] “You don’t have to lie and pretend to me $Ash ! I know you’re enjoying this more than you’ve enjoyed anything else in your life. Admit it! Admit you like being my toy!” $Ash doesn’t answer, which seems only to encourage $Gray2 more, and she speeds up to a pace she’d be going at were her cock real, and she were about to cum, and $Ash ‘s involuntary moans are soon eclipsing the slapping of hip thrusting into ass. When your teacher is done with her first pupil, she leans over $Ash ‘s exhausted body, and whispers something undoubtedly taunting to her, before pulling out. “Now, the better behaved toy. You know what to do.” Following the example set, you lean over a desk, letting all your weight rest on it, allowing your ass to be a beacon for $Gray ‘s strapon. Your teacher’s entry is surprisingly gentle. She begins slowly, first letting the head of it enter you, before the rest of it slides smoothly in. While your asshole did close up a little during $Ash ‘s fucking, the tender onset of your fucking helps. But it doesn’t take long for $Gray2 to begin properly. Having your prostate pounded like this almost immediately gets you moaning, and unlike $Ash, you don’t have any intention of stifling it. This is the most action you’ve seen in a long time, and even if being ass fucked by your domineering isn’t your first choice of sex, you can still enjoy it. In fact, the dildo having just been in $Ash ‘s asshole makes it even hotter. Fingering was a turn on, but there’s something strangely hot, and almost cute, about having your juices smeared on the same plastic cock. It’s impossible to see, but you’re sure your exposed clitty is leaving long strings of precum on the table, and you hope you’ll be able to shoot the real thing soon.\ \ \ \ <<elseif $Home is 4>>”Of course, we can’t start without any warm up, can we? Well, I suppose we could, but that’s a lesson for another day. Since you two are locked in chastity together, why don’t you rev each other’s engines a little?” Miss $Gray stands eagerly there, observing as you and $Ash look at each other. She gives you an encouraging nod, and you know what you have to do. “You can go first” $Ash whispers to you, turning around and leaning over. Evening in such a humiliating pose, she tries to maintain a calm air about her, hoping that it’ll annoy your teacher. You can’t be sure, but that confidence does bleed its way into how you’re acting now, and you’re glad for that. You suck on your index finger, lubricating it well so that it goes in smoother for $Ash ‘s sake. Not really that you care so much for it being easy for her, but if you don’t show her much tenderness, you know she won’t when it’s your turn to have your asshole fingered. The hole in her chastity belt for acts such as this helps make a clear bulls eye around your target, and you slowly press your finger against her asshole gently, before applying some pressure. Your digit goes in pleasantly smoothly. You know from reading her diary that $Ash doesn’t have an extensive or rich history of having boyfriend, at least for that long, so the ease of it can clearly be attributed to some anal masturbation, a prospect which turns you on, and that’s on top of how turned on you feel by being inside a woman in such an intimate way. In fact, this is the most physically intimate you’ve ever been with someone. Sure, the moment’s slightly tainted by the circumstance, but you’re still strangely proud of yourself. You rhythmically start thrusting your finger inside of her anus, and you quickly zone out imagining your penis wasn’t stuck inside a cage, but rather where your finger is right now. “That’s enough, $name . $Ash is clearly a more advanced slut, and doesn’t need as much…foreplay. Swap places.” Regrettably, you follow Miss $Gray ‘s orders, and await being on the receiving end. Even despite how nice you were, $Ash immediately doesn’t show that same generosity. Her hardly lubed up finger goes in with little for you to anticipate it, and it thrusts further and faster than yours did. That’s when you remember her forever grudge against you. Since you ratted her out to your teacher, if she has a chance to be rough with you, she’ll take it. It doesn’t matter much the reason anyway - if you brought up her harshness to her, she’d merely say she wanted you to be ready for Miss $Gray , who’d show even less mercy. “Okay, that’s enough preparation. It’s time for the real thing.” Miss $Gray reflects for a moment, deciding something. “$name , you’ll go first.” She demands you pose your stripped form over a desk, facing the floor, perfectly positioning your ass for your teacher’s dildo. In the short moments of you getting into position, and the point of first entry, you guess that Miss $Gray wants to fuck you first since she cares more about turning you into a sissy than she does turning $Ash into a whore, and so you’ll be getting a much more energized Miss $Gray , while $Ash will have some sloppy seconds. The moment the head of the dildo first kisses your reticent butthole though, such thoughts quickly evaporate. There’s little subtlety that can ever be expected from Miss $Gray , at least when it comes to her training you, and she quickly begins ramming the fake cock into your rear vigorously. At first, the pain is the only thing you can take note of. While you’re certainly not completely inexperienced at having things shoved inside you like this, you’re certainly not to porn star levels of being ready for it. You’re even considering asking Miss $Gray to use more lubricant when the pain subsides, not entirely, but enough to feel something else instead. Pleasure, in fact. Pleasure which ramps up as your teacher thrusts harder and faster, until eventually you think Miss $Gray might be getting off on this as much as you are. It’s impossible to tell, since you can’t see her face. If she could see yours though, she’d see the look of an eager slut, gasping for breath in between pained moans of sexual ecstasy. You’re sure your exposed clitty is leaving long strings of precum on the table, and you hope you’ll be able to shoot the real thing soon.\ \ \ \ <<elseif $Home is 3>>”Of course, we can’t start without any warm up, can we? Well, I suppose we could, but that’s a lesson for another day. Now, bend over, and I’ll get you ready for this hard cock.” Obediently, you do, and wasting no time, Miss $Gray is already on you like a bag, her index finger slipping its way in between your cheeks, and poking at your reticent asshole. With just a little bit of pressure from her adept hand, the finger smoothly goes in, causing you to shudder a little as it goes anus exploring. The sensation is bizarre - neither particularly pleasurable nor uncomfortable. Even when your teacher starts finger fucking you, thrusting her finger in and out rhythmically as though she were metronome, it remains a weird feeling. You certainly could never reach orgasm like this, which you’ve seen enough porn stars do when pounded by a veiny 10 incher. But Miss $Gray intends on progressing to something much thicker and longer soon enough anyway. The finger exits with an aggressive pull away, and you assume your teacher is ready to move on, but MIss $Gray has never been predictable. The finger slithers at your now gaping anus, and it enters again, this time with another digit. Her middle and index fingers fuck you, and this time, you’re actually getting some amount of pleasure from it. In fact, having the girth of your penetrator be doubled like this almost gets you moaning, especially when Miss $Gray adds some vigor into her movements. The process repeats itself with 3 fingers, and now you’re moaning proper. And when she upgrades once more to 4, those moans become screams - screams of joy. Under different circumstances, this might even get you to cum, but Miss $Gray ‘s classroom doesn’t do it for you enough to get there. “That’s enough of that, sissy. Now you’re ready for my cock.” She inserts with no other warning with one violent motion, and she lets it sit there for a moment, allowing it to be another reminder of the power she has over you. Extending from her body is a lengthy dildo that’s now inside you. If there were a more literal example of the control she yields, you’d struggle to think of it. The girth of the cock as opposed to her fingers immediately makes it more uncomfortable, and yet strangely more of a turn-on, but when she begins slowly thrusting, you completely ignore that discomfort. The pleasure’s almost divine, and trumps all your other sexual experiences. It’s better than any wank you’ve had, or any handjob, blowjob, or even being inside a woman. Being fucked like this makes you feel on top of world, even as a bottom. Your past concerns about such an experience quickly evaporate, and you forget those pesky points you had circulating your mind, like “I don’t like cock” and “I’m not gay if I enjoy it, am I?” Those thoughts are actually replaced by some juxtaposed ideas, like “what can I do to feel this again?” “I wish I had experienced this sooner” and “I’m a cock whore now, aren’t I?” Miss $Gray can seemingly almost read your thoughts. “I know you’re loving this, girl. Tell me how much!” You answer in between pained gasps for breath. “I…love your…hard…cock. Please Miss… $Gray , go…faster!” “That’s what I wanted to hear, slut.” She thankfully fulfills your wish, plunging at your prostate with shocking aggression, almost making your tumble onto the floor, but you manage to maintain your footing. And once you do, you plant your hands on your ass cheeks, spreading them, which only serves to encourage Miss $Gray . You’re sure your exposed clitty is leaving long strings of precum on the table you’re leaning over, and you hope you’ll be able to shoot the real thing soon.<</if>> <<if $Pills gt 11>> Adding to the experience, is your boobs, which the table pushes into you. Their noticeable medium size adds to the scenario in your head. Miss $Gray is your horny boss, looking to take advantage of their skimpily dressed secretary.\ <<elseif $Pills gt 4>> Adding to the experience, is your boobs, which the table pushes into you. Even being small, they feel great when you’re getting fucked like this. The sensation adds to the feeling of you being a whore, getting taken by your boss for their sexual pleasure.<</if>>\ <<if $Horny gt 9>><<set $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1>>Your eager hands help spread your asscheeks further, and your teacher notices, taking it as a sign that she should plunge further inside you. Somehow, she goes faster too, fucking you at what you guess is over 200 thrusts per minute. Your moans are almost screams, and you grip at the table to stabilize yourself. Soon enough, your desire to shoot real cum manifests itself. “Harder!” “Harder! “HARDER!” Jizz squirts in the constraints of your chastity cage, leaking through the hole. The orgasm lasts heavenly long, and for a moment you lose track of where you are, what’s happening, and even who you are. You feel a pair of breasts settle on your back, and a voice whispers into your ear. “We’re not done until I am, sweetie.” Even though you’ve cum, the fucking goes on another, maybe 10 minutes, and you go from seeing stars, to becoming painfully of what’s happening. You’re still horny, but not nearly enough to cum again, and the discomfort of your prostate still being targeted grows into a unique kind of disgust at still being fucked. Eventually though, your teacher decides the man fucking you would have had enough, and she aggressively pulls out.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 4>>Your eager hands help spread your asscheeks further, and your teacher notices, taking it as a sign that she should plunge further inside you. Somehow, she goes faster too, fucking you at what you guess is over 200 thrusts per minute. Your moans are almost screams, and you grip at the table to stabilize yourself. Despite your hearty attempts, however, the elusive orgasm you try so hard to achieve remains unattainable, even after a further 20 minutes of rough fucking, with your teacher’s stamina not dropping for a moment. “That’s enough for today.” She pulls out with shocking carelessness.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 5>>The pounding continues, and even though you know it’s possible, you’d never be able to cum like this. You’re simply not horny enough. With that immediate understanding, you’re left feeling rather resigned whilst your teacher fucks your ass. Not even her encouraging words of “take it, slut!” and “tell me how much you enjoy this!” do much to turn you on, though you do capture those lustful phrases and imagine her in a lesbian porno, which might come in handy the next time you’re horny. It’s hard to tell how much longer the sex continues, but she eventually decides she’s finished, and pulls out with shocking carelessness.<</if>> <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>”You’re improving, $name , good work. Though I don’t think you quite enjoyed it as much as $Ash did.” $Gray2 smirks, grinning at your friend. She’s obviously seething, but is powerless to do anything besides sit and take the mockery. \ <<elseif $Home is 4>>”Now, your turn, $Ash .” Miss $Gray notices the clear look of hatred on $Ash ‘s face. “Don’t pretend you’re not looking forward to me using you like the toy you are. I bet you’re even jealous I wanted fuck $name first, aren’t you?” $Ash silently gets into position. Her pounding goes on for some time, and over the course of that 20 minutes or so, her formerly stoic expression slips to one where she’s clearly trying to suppress a painful sense of joy. Fortunately for $Ash , the position means that your teacher can’t see the hard joy she’s experiencing. What Miss $Gray can hear, however, is the moans that $Ash accidently lets slip out of her mouth. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/QdmWd686/Gray-anal-training.jpg]] “You don’t have to lie and pretend to me $Ash ! I know you’re enjoying this more than you’ve enjoyed anything else in your life. Admit it! Admit you like being my toy!” $Ash doesn’t answer, which seems only to encourage Miss $Gray more, and she speeds up to a pace she’d be going at were her cock real, and she were about to cum, and $Ash ‘s involuntary moans are soon eclipsing the slapping of hip thrusting into ass. When your teacher is done with her second pupil, she leans over $Ash ‘s exhausted body, and whispers something undoubtedly taunting to her, before pulling out.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>”You’re improving $name , good work.” You feel strangely proud of her compliment, but she doesn’t want to boost your ego too much. “Don’t let it go to your head; you have a good teacher.”<</if>> Your teacher dismisses you once the bell rings, and you hurriedly dress again before leaving. <<if $Horny gt 8>>[[13-4d<-Continue][$H to 13, $Horny to 2, $Stress to $Stress - 2]]\ <<elseif $Horny gt 4>>[[13-4d<-Continue][$H to 13, $Horny to $Horny + 2, $Stress to $Stress + 1]]\ <<elseif $Horny lt 5>>[[13-4d<-Continue][$H to 13, $Horny to $Horny + 2]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<set $AnalS to $AnalS + 1>>\ <<if $Home is 2>>Rather than have to spend another hour without her company, Mistress $Ash kindly sought you out so that she might train you to be a better sissy.<<else>>It’s lunch, which might mean a moment to relax, but $Ash has other plans.<</if>> She leads you by the hand to a disused toilet. From her handbag, you watch as she pulls out a leather harness, along with a pink rubber dildo. She equips them both. “Get yourself ready for me, girl. I want you in your lingerie, eager for my cock.” You do as you’re told, until you’re little more than a poorly dressed slut for $Ash . <<if $ButtPlug is 1>>”You won’t need this either.” she yanks the butt plug inside of you aggressively out, and you immediately start worrying if that’s the kind of care she’s going to show you for the proceeding anal sex session.<</if>> You’re on all fours, waiting for <<if $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash <<else>>$Ash to begin, but she doesn’t seem like she’s about to anytime soon. You look around from your submissive position to see her looking disappointed at you. “Did you forget to lube your toy up? You don’t want me going in raw, do you?” She’s stroking the strapon, encouraging you to suck on it. Staying on your knees, you crawl over to it, and begin to lubricate it. If your saliva is going to be the only thing to ensure it goes in smoothly, you’re going to a damn good job sucking it. Fortunately, the last week was about just that. When you’re done, it’s shining well enough to reflect the ceiling, which makes you bizarrely proud. You look up at <<if $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash<<else>>$Ash <</if>>, who’s now smiling, let you know it’s time. Once again, in this dingy, disused toilet, you get on all fours, and await your anal pounding to begin. <<if $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash painfully teases you by waiting, but you don’t dare disrespect her by looking back, or asking her to begin.<<else>>$Ash lets the moment drag out, with you dreading the commencement more and more with each passing second.<</if>> Her cold hand on your butt cheeks sends shivers down your spine as she gets into position. The cold latex of the dildo prods around your asshole, and not accidentally. <<if $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash <<else>>$Ash <</if>>could easily slide it inside, but she wants to play with you more.<</if>> Each slap of the fake cock against your intimate regions increases your anticipation, until she finally does eventually put the strapon inside you. And in that one moment, she decided to drop all considerations of being gentle. It enters in one violent motion, and you feel like you’re impaled in some cruel Roman execution method. It’s so sudden and aggressive, that for a brief moment, you completely forget where you are, who’s doing this to you, and how you got here. But once she starts moving in and out rhythmically, those thoughts come flooding back to you. <<if $Home is 2>>”Thank you Mistress $Ash !”<<else>>//It feels like I’m being fucked by women in my life everyday. At least $Ash is being honest about it now.<</if>> After a couple of minutes, your asshole is welcoming enough of the intruder that it hurts less, and actually starts to feel enjoyable. “Curve you back upwards, sissy. People love seeing those sexy curves when they’re fucking you.” <<if $Home is 2>>You gratefully follow your Goddess' advice, and it somehow feels better for you too.<<else>>You follow her command, lest she get enraged and find a way to make this worse. Surprisingly though, it actually feels better like this.<</if>> In fact, you think the dildo is having an easier time reaching your prostate. This slight change of position takes you from gasping for breath, to moaning, and asking for her to go harder and faster. You feel almost on the verge of cumming. <<if $Home is 1 and $Horny lt 5>>The pounding goes on for some time, and although precum does leak out your caged clitty, you’re not even close to actually finishing. Perhaps, it might seem, you need a place a little more romantic than a toilet. $Ash ‘s stamina eventually wanes, though she keeps going regardless, promising that a man wouldn’t stop until he wants to. The sloppifying of her technique takes you further away from the edge, until you feel as different from this experience as when she first started. She pulls out after her thrusts slow to a crawl, which really does make you feel like a man just came inside you. [[13-4d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 and $Horny lt 9>>The pounding goes on for some time, and precum leaks like a faucet out of your caged clitty. You close your eyes to imagine a better place where you can cum rather than this toilet. But even in your fantasies, you’re still the one with a dildo in your ass. You’re just about to finally release a torrent of cum when $Ash is slowing down. You gasp in horror, and start thrusting yourself into her cock. “Aww, what’s the matter sissy? Want more of my hard dick? That’s a shame, but a woman doesn’t always get to cum, and neither do whores. You just have to learn to enjoy making other people orgasm, and I’m sure if this dick were real, I would have easily painted your insides with my jizz.” She pulls out, and you want to start begging for more of her cock, but you’re too exhausted from being pounded for that long. You collapse on the floor, your asshole still quivering. $Ash leaves you there, letting you recover alone like a used prostitute before you have to get going to your next client. [[13-4d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 and $Horny gt 8>>The pounding goes on for some time, and precum leaks like a faucet out of your caged clitty. It doesn’t even matter that you’re in a disgusting toilet with walls covered in graffiti and a penetrator who cares nothing for your pleasure. In fact, those elements only seem to help you in your efforts to cum. Your sweaty-palmed hands grasp at the floor for grip, and, finding none, instead help spread your ass cheeks, which $Ash laughs at. “I’ve trained you well.” She keeps fucking and fucking, with each thrust seemingly going straight to your prostate, so it’s only inevitable that your pent up cum finally shoots out. Moans of ecstasy escape from your lips as you reach an orgasm from anal only. Your upper body collapses on the floor, your chastity cage slipping in the semen that just escaped it. In your post orgasmic bliss, you don’t where you are, and rest your head on the ceramic floor. $Ash keeps pounding regardless, until she becomes exhausted too, pulling out roughly, but you’re too tired to care. She takes off the dildo and harness, leaving you in the stall. Wid thoughts cross your mind, like hoping $Ash is even harder next time, or that you could never fuck a woman like she just fucked you, so you’re better of being a sissy. You can barely recover in time for your next lesson, which you stroll to, still mentally in the toilets, whilst clutching your sore ass. [[13-4d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress - 2, $Horny to 2, $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 2 and $Horny lt 9>>Mistress $Ash ‘s pounding goes on for what feels like forever, and yet still not long enough. You’re glad to be giving her pleasure, of course, but you can’t shoo away the thoughts that you might be able to cum yourself. Those selfish ideas might cause you distress, but you’re too turned on to care. Being near your Goddess anyway makes you horny, but it’s immeasurable when she’s fucking you so generously in the ass. Those feelings of being near the edge don’t dissipate over the time you have sex for, but frustratingly, they don’t grow either. It’s like being on top of a building, right next to the edge, but with cement shoes on. No matter how much you try, you can’t finish. Mistress $Ash eventually decides she’s done, praising you for being a good whore, which makes you feel even worse about your own desires. She gives your hair a rub, and now that you’re over the anal sex, you’re sure that one moment of physical praise would be better than any orgasm. She meanders out after taking off the strapon, and you do your best to recover from the rough pounding. [[13-4d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress - 2, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 2 and $Horny gt 8>>Mistress $Ash ‘s pounding goes on for what feels like forever. You’re glad to be giving her pleasure, of course, but you can’t shoo away the thoughts that you might be able to cum yourself. Those selfish ideas might cause you distress, but you’re too turned on to care. Being near your Goddess anyway makes you horny, but it’s immeasurable when she’s fucking you so generously in the ass. Those feelings accumulate, until eventually you’re just about to… “Don’t you dare cum, sissy! I can recognize those moans, and if you release that load, I’ll disown you as a sissy slave. Do you hear me?” “Yes Mistress!” Distraught from her threats, you immediately try to distract yourself from cumming by imaging anything else. Thankfully, the fucking doesn’t go on much longer, so it’s an easy task. Still, the threat lingers in your head. Mistress really doesn’t want you to cum. //Of course she doesn’t. It’s not appropriate for a sissy// Your Goddess takes off her strapon, and observes her toy, noticing you’re still shook from her threat. “Aww, I’m sorry if I was a little harsh on you, but you know how important it is to be strict on such a weak minded little sissy. We can’t have you thinking it’s okay to cum without permission, can we?” “No, Mistress, you’re right.” “Of course I am.” She strokes your hair a little, before helping you get dressed, and then walking you to your next lesson. [[13-4d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress +1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]<</if>>

<<if $SPHPornCum is 2>>It’s humiliating enough to willingly accept continual beratement of your penis, but it’s even worse when you can get to the edge within a couple of minutes too. “Are you ready, baby dick? Are you gonna make a little splooge for me? Go on, cum!” As if affected by the expectations placed upon it, your baby dick lets out a disappointing puddle in a let down of an orgasm. It leaves you hating yourself, and as if you wasted your load, and your time. “HAHAHA! That was pathetic! I can’t believe I’ve been living with such a loser all this time. What are you gonna do when all your friends see the pictures of your baby dick? It won’t take long to find!” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wB0TzNvM/SPH-3.jpg]] You close the video. Sadly, since your failings of $Jen ‘s payments, people are becoming increasingly aware of your sissyness, and through that, they’ll probably assume you do have a baby dick. [[Computer<-Continue][$H to $H + 1,$Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to 3, $SPHPornCum to 0]]\ <<elseif $SPHPornCum is 1>>It’s humiliating enough to willingly accept continual beratement of your penis, but it’s even worse when you can get to the edge within a couple of minutes too. “Are you ready, pin dick? Well, sadly you took too long. I don’t think you deserve to cum in my presence. I’ll tell you what, though, I’ll let you edge for me. Go on, get as close as you can, and then ride that edge as long as you can.” It feels as though cum is filling your urethra like liquid in a syringe, but it never ends up leaking. You ride the edge until the moment’s over, and the woman is satisfied. “Good boy, baby cock. Don’t cry over not getting to cum - I would’ve only laughed at you more.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wB0TzNvM/SPH-3.jpg]] //If she only knew the extent of how pathetic you were…// [[Computer<-Continue][$H to $H + 1,$Stress to $Stress - 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1, $TimesEdged to $TimesEdged + 1, $SPHPornCum to 0]]\ <<elseif $SPHPornCum is 0>>So used to being humiliated, ridiculed, and referred to as a “sissy”, it shouldn’t be surprising that you find yourself now looking for porn where you’ll be the target for even more of it. While most people will likely never have their suspicions confirmed that you have a small penis, the fact that you’re about to watch a porno where an attractive woman mocks your tiny dick for ten minutes could serve as evidence. There’s as much small penis humiliation porn as there is any other type of porn, at least when thought of in the human mind. If you watched every video you saw labeled “SPH” you’d have a crushed self esteem and victim complex rivaling anime villains. The video you specifically click on today is interchangeable with the next: a stunning woman (though the “stunning” part plays quite a small role in this particular category) sits down on a chair (sometimes a bed, sometimes standing) and fulfills her role as a humiliating woman. The story can vary. One video might feature a girlfriend tired of pretending to orgasm for your tiny penis, whilst another may have the actress play the role of a courted date who laughs uncontrollably at seeing your little pecker. The star of the show in these clips, though, is the monologue. The appeal of a woman mocking your schmekel is a strange one, but it’s one you decided to buy into today. A woman is overheard on the phone, talking about something indistinct, when she walks into the bathroom, and is immediately shocked at the sight in front of her. “I’m going to have to call you back Tes.” She snickers, first hiding it behind a hand, then giving up on trying to be subtle. “Wow, $name . All this time I thought my mysterious flatmate must have been packing something serious, but how wrong I was. I mean, is that all it is? You didn’t leave part of it in your room, did you?” She laughs some more. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/NjR53Lm2/SPH-1.jpg]] “Oh my God, I’m sorry, I know I shouldn’t be laughing, but it’s just…that’s the most pathetic penis I’ve ever seen. I mean, you must have the worst genes imaginable if it’s barely an inch when it’s flaccid. Did your mom drink a lot of soy milk when she was pregnant with you?” She shakes her head in second hand shame. “I’ve hooked up with some guys that had something worth being embarrassed about, but I don’t know how you’re not burying your head in the ground 24/7 with that little thing. If you whipped that out for sex I think I’d just about lose it. Wait, hold on, I need to get a picture of this.” Before you could possibly react, her phone flashes, and she reviews the photo. “Wow, I’m really not tripping. Your penis is tiny!” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Jz3zTvCb/SPH-2.jpg]] She giggles some more, playing with her phone, teasing about sending it to her friends, when her eyes light up. “If this is what your penis is like when it’s soft, then I just have to see what it’s like when it’s hard! Come on, start stroking it for me. Surely you can break 3 inches, right?” A short while later, she has her answer. “That’s just hilarious. I know some guys are growers, not showers, but what the hell are you then? That can’t even be 2 inches! My pinky’s longer than that! And where’s your girth? I’ve seen fries thicker than whatever the hell that is.” She takes another picture of the erection. “When you, like, masturbate, do you ever use tweezers, just to make it easier to grab it? If it helped, I could give you some neon paint. That might make it a little easier to find.”<</if>> <<if $CC1 gt 1 and $SPHPornCum is 0 or $CC2 gt 1 and $SPHPornCum is 0 or $CC3 gt 1 and $SPHPornCum is 0>>”You know what? I think such a delicate little thing needs some extra protection.” As if by prophetic magic, she pulls out a chastity cage from a cabinet drawer. “This is the smallest model, but I’m still not sure it’ll fit well. Let’s try it anyway.” She mimes putting the cage on you, looking straight into the camera as a padlock clicks shut. “Hmm, it is a little small, isn’t it? It’ll have to do for now. The metal bars are a nice touch, maybe you’ll still be able to cum through the little gaps!” “Aww, baby, you look sad. What’s the matter? This is for your protection, remember? Without it, you might lose your little thingy. Besides, you never know, you’ll probably enjoy having something noticeable in your pants for once.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wB0TzNvM/SPH-3.jpg]] The video ends with the girl saundering out, obviously proud of her actions. If only the chastity cage was fictitious. [[Computer<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]\ <<elseif $CC1 lt 2 and $CC2 lt 2 and $CC3 lt 2 and $SPHPornCum is 0>>”You know what? I want to see something which will make me laugh even harder - I want to see you cum! I’d be impressed if that adorable penis could summon even a single drop, but I’ll have to see it to believe it. Go on! Get your finger and thumb on it and start tugging.” You follow her commands, quickly getting to the point of no return where you don’t have to wait a second for the next instructions. [[SPH<-She wants you to edge][$SPHPornCum to 1]] [[SPH<-She wants you to cum][$SPHPornCum to 2]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 8>><<set $M to 0>>\ <<if $Home is 1>>The other students file in around you, most notably, your trainer and one of your keyholders, $Ash .\ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. You can’t imagine how hellish it would be if there weren’t anyone but you two to face Miss $Gray ‘s wrath.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>Your eyes are locked on the door like you’re an eager bird watcher, seeking the beautiful creature that would light up your day by their presence. For you, that delightful moment arrives when Mistress $Ash walks into the classroom, sitting next to you, instantly filling you with joy.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. Whilst you're waiting, $Gray2 smiles at you, encouraging you for the day ahead. You do the best you can for the woman who has the responsibility of feminizing you.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMzGh6KR/Desk-Ash.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $Home is 1>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash ). Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>><<set $Stress to $Stress - 2>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her. Thoughts of Miss $Gray are annoying, though, since you’d much rather be thinking about the goddess right next to you. Being around Mistress $Ash , even when you’re forbidden from talking to her, is like nirvana for a submissive slave like yourself. Even more irritating than the thought of Miss $Gray knaving you from thought of your queen, is when she takes a more deliberate approach of separating you from Mistress, which she enforces by demanding you stop looking towards her.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash .) Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>Likely thanks to your transformed relationship with her, $Gray2 barely bothers you through the class. It seems she knows feminizing you is taxing enough without giving you the further stress of a torrent of questions. Besides, she did admit to giving you far better grades than you deserve. All this isn’t to say she extends the same favor to $Ash , who she practically bullies with questions for an hour. To her credit, she does as she said you must. $Ash fulfills the role of a perfect student well. She answers every question with an almost obsessive level of detail. Having close relationships with both women is a complex situation to be in, especially when they both seem intent on screwing the other one over. A day may come when you have to truly decide between them, unless a third option presents itself. <</if>> <<if $HeelSurg is 1 and $ShoesC is 1>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>The lack of high heels propping up your feet is already causing great distress in your legs. <</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>The butt plug occupying your rear leaves your mind racing with dirty thoughts. <</if>><<if $Boobs gt 5 and $Bra is 0>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>Your prominent boobs do bother you. You're both worried about your nipples blushing over being stared at, and your budding breasts having no support. At this size, they really require it. <</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8 and $BlackmailVibrator is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>It’s inevitable with how horny you are, that your mind, and your eyes, will wander. When they do rest on the bodies of your peers, a not quite pleasant vibration shoots through your chastity cage. It serves to stop you looking at the other students, but not for long. After several jolts over the period, you’re left even hornier.<<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 1 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 3 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 2>>With how horny you are, you could very easily let your eyes wander to the other students, but when she’s around, you only have eyes for her.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class.If $Gray2 notices, she doesn’t seem to care.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is not 2>>You manage to pay attention during the lesson, taking notes and listening diligently.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is 2>>With Mistress $Ash next to you, it’s hard to do anything productive during the lesson.<</if>> <<if $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>[[14-2 Gray<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 and $Piss is 1 or $Home is 2 and $Piss is 1>>[[14-2 Ash Pee<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>[[14-2 Ash Normal<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<set $AnalS to $AnalS + 1>>\ <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of $Gray2 the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>You arrive in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray , nervously awaiting your lunchtime training.<</if>> Your teacher waltzes out from behind her desk, her outfit, from her luxurious heels to her designer dress, normal as usual. The only thing different is the large strap-on she’s boasting. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/dtcYRM7v/Gray-strap-on-skirt.jpg]] <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>”Now, both of you, strip!” You’re no stranger to doing this in front of $Gray2 thanks to her daily inspection, and $Ash benignly follows suit. \ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>”Now, both of you, strip!” You’re no stranger to doing this in front of Miss $Gray thanks to her daily inspection, and $Ash benignly follows suit. \ <<else>>”Now, strip!” You do as commanded. You’d almost find the order a little dull with how much you shed your clothes in front of Miss $Gray were your mind not more focused on the huge plastic cock dangling mere feet from your face.<</if>> <<if $ButtPlug is 1>> ”You won’t be needing this.” A violent jostle from your rear sends your faux calmness flying out the window as your teacher yanks the butt plug occupying your asshole out. You silently curse her for doing it without any warning, but at least your butt will handle the upcoming penetration from a much more active toy much better.<</if>> <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>”Of course, we can’t start without any warm up, can we? Well, I suppose we could, but that’s a lesson for another day. Since you two are locked in chastity together, why don’t you rev each other’s engines a little?” $Gray2 stands eagerly there, observing as you and $Ash look at each other. She gives you an encouraging nod, and you know what you have to do. “You can go first” $Ash whispers to you, turning around and leaning over. Evening in such a humiliating pose, she tries to maintain a calm air about her, hoping that it’ll annoy your teacher. You can’t be sure, but that confidence does bleed its way into how you’re acting now, and you’re glad for that. You suck on your index finger, lubricating it well so that it goes in smoother for $Ash ‘s sake. Not really that you care so much for it being easy for her, but if you don’t show her much tenderness, you know she won’t when it’s your turn to have your asshole fingered. The hole in her chastity belt for acts such as this helps make a clear bulls eye around your target, and you slowly press your finger against her asshole gently, before applying some pressure. Your digit goes in pleasantly smoothly. You know from reading her diary that $Ash doesn’t have an extensive or rich history of having boyfriend, at least for that long, so the ease of it can clearly be attributed to some anal masturbation, a prospect which turns you on, and that’s on top of how turned on you feel by being inside a woman in such an intimate way. In fact, this is the most physically intimate you’ve ever been with someone. Sure, the moment’s slightly tainted by the circumstance, but you’re still strangely proud of yourself. You rhythmically start thrusting your finger inside of her anus, and you quickly zone out imagining your penis wasn’t stuck inside a cage, but rather where your finger is right now. “That’s enough, $name . $Ash is clearly a more advanced slut, and doesn’t need as much…foreplay. Swap places.” Regrettably, you follow $Gray2 ‘s orders, and await being on the receiving end. Even despite how nice you were, $Ash immediately doesn’t show that same generosity. Her hardly lubed up finger goes in with little for you to anticipate it, and it thrusts further and faster than yours did. That’s when you remember her forever grudge against you. Since you ratted her out to your teacher, if she has a chance to be rough with you, she’ll take it. It doesn’t matter much the reason anyway - if you brought up her harshness to her, she’d merely say she wanted you to be ready for $Gray2 , who’d show even less mercy, which probably isn’t true thanks to your unique relationship with your teacher, though that’s something you’ve yet to make clear to $Ash . “Okay, that’s enough preparation. It’s time for the real thing.” $Gray2 reflects for a moment, deciding something. “$Ash , you’ll go first.” She has your “girlfriend” lean over a table, perfectly positioning her ass for your teacher’s dildo. It’s strange to you that $Gray2 would prefer to fuck $Ash first, but you evaluate that that’s because your teacher thinks you’d enjoy seeing $Ash be fucked without being distracted by recovering from an anal pouding yourself. Another upside is that $Gray2 might be so exhausted from having sex with $Ash that she’ll have no choice but to go easier on you. Of course, there’s an obvious downside in how that means you’ll have less time to recover, and in your next lesson you’ll have to subtly clutch at your sore ass. $Ash ‘s pounding goes on for some time, and over the course of that 20 minutes or so, her formerly stoic expression slips to one were she’s obviously enjoying her asshole being fucked by $Gray2 . Fortunately for $Ash , the position means that your teacher can’t see the hard joy she’s experiencing. What $Gray2 can hear, however, is the moans that she accidently lets slide out of her mouth. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/QdmWd686/Gray-anal-training.jpg]] “You don’t have to lie and pretend to me $Ash ! I know you’re enjoying this more than you’ve enjoyed anything else in your life. Admit it! Admit you like being my toy!” $Ash doesn’t answer, which seems only to encourage $Gray2 more, and she speeds up to a pace she’d be going at were her cock real, and she were about to cum, and $Ash ‘s involuntary moans are soon eclipsing the slapping of hip thrusting into ass. When your teacher is done with her first pupil, she leans over $Ash ‘s exhausted body, and whispers something undoubtedly taunting to her, before pulling out. “Now, the better behaved toy. You know what to do.” Following the example set, you lean over a desk, letting all your weight rest on it, allowing your ass to be a beacon for $Gray ‘s strapon. Your teacher’s entry is surprisingly gentle. She begins slowly, first letting the head of it enter you, before the rest of it slides smoothly in. While your asshole did close up a little during $Ash ‘s fucking, the tender onset of your fucking helps. But it doesn’t take long for $Gray2 to begin properly. Having your prostate pounded like this almost immediately gets you moaning, and unlike $Ash, you don’t have any intention of stifling it. This is the most action you’ve seen in a long time, and even if being ass fucked by your domineering isn’t your first choice of sex, you can still enjoy it. In fact, the dildo having just been in $Ash ‘s asshole makes it even hotter. Fingering was a turn on, but there’s something strangely hot, and almost cute, about having your juices smeared on the same plastic cock. It’s impossible to see, but you’re sure your exposed clitty is leaving long strings of precum on the table, and you hope you’ll be able to shoot the real thing soon.\ \ \ \ <<elseif $Home is 4>>”Of course, we can’t start without any warm up, can we? Well, I suppose we could, but that’s a lesson for another day. Since you two are locked in chastity together, why don’t you rev each other’s engines a little?” Miss $Gray stands eagerly there, observing as you and $Ash look at each other. She gives you an encouraging nod, and you know what you have to do. “You can go first” $Ash whispers to you, turning around and leaning over. Evening in such a humiliating pose, she tries to maintain a calm air about her, hoping that it’ll annoy your teacher. You can’t be sure, but that confidence does bleed its way into how you’re acting now, and you’re glad for that. You suck on your index finger, lubricating it well so that it goes in smoother for $Ash ‘s sake. Not really that you care so much for it being easy for her, but if you don’t show her much tenderness, you know she won’t when it’s your turn to have your asshole fingered. The hole in her chastity belt for acts such as this helps make a clear bulls eye around your target, and you slowly press your finger against her asshole gently, before applying some pressure. Your digit goes in pleasantly smoothly. You know from reading her diary that $Ash doesn’t have an extensive or rich history of having boyfriend, at least for that long, so the ease of it can clearly be attributed to some anal masturbation, a prospect which turns you on, and that’s on top of how turned on you feel by being inside a woman in such an intimate way. In fact, this is the most physically intimate you’ve ever been with someone. Sure, the moment’s slightly tainted by the circumstance, but you’re still strangely proud of yourself. You rhythmically start thrusting your finger inside of her anus, and you quickly zone out imagining your penis wasn’t stuck inside a cage, but rather where your finger is right now. “That’s enough, $name . $Ash is clearly a more advanced slut, and doesn’t need as much…foreplay. Swap places.” Regrettably, you follow Miss $Gray ‘s orders, and await being on the receiving end. Even despite how nice you were, $Ash immediately doesn’t show that same generosity. Her hardly lubed up finger goes in with little for you to anticipate it, and it thrusts further and faster than yours did. That’s when you remember her forever grudge against you. Since you ratted her out to your teacher, if she has a chance to be rough with you, she’ll take it. It doesn’t matter much the reason anyway - if you brought up her harshness to her, she’d merely say she wanted you to be ready for Miss $Gray , who’d show even less mercy. “Okay, that’s enough preparation. It’s time for the real thing.” Miss $Gray reflects for a moment, deciding something. “$name , you’ll go first.” She demands you pose your stripped form over a desk, facing the floor, perfectly positioning your ass for your teacher’s dildo. In the short moments of you getting into position, and the point of first entry, you guess that Miss $Gray wants to fuck you first since she cares more about turning you into a sissy than she does turning $Ash into a whore, and so you’ll be getting a much more energized Miss $Gray , while $Ash will have some sloppy seconds. The moment the head of the dildo first kisses your reticent butthole though, such thoughts quickly evaporate. There’s little subtlety that can ever be expected from Miss $Gray , at least when it comes to her training you, and she quickly begins ramming the fake cock into your rear vigorously. At first, the pain is the only thing you can take note of. While you’re certainly not completely inexperienced at having things shoved inside you like this, you’re certainly not to porn star levels of being ready for it. You’re even considering asking Miss $Gray to use more lubricant when the pain subsides, not entirely, but enough to feel something else instead. Pleasure, in fact. Pleasure which ramps up as your teacher thrusts harder and faster, until eventually you think Miss $Gray might be getting off on this as much as you are. It’s impossible to tell, since you can’t see her face. If she could see yours though, she’d see the look of an eager slut, gasping for breath in between pained moans of sexual ecstasy. You’re sure your exposed clitty is leaving long strings of precum on the table, and you hope you’ll be able to shoot the real thing soon.\ \ \ \ <<elseif $Home is 3>>”Of course, we can’t start without any warm up, can we? Well, I suppose we could, but that’s a lesson for another day. Now, bend over, and I’ll get you ready for this hard cock.” Obediently, you do, and wasting no time, Miss $Gray is already on you like a bag, her index finger slipping its way in between your cheeks, and poking at your reticent asshole. With just a little bit of pressure from her adept hand, the finger smoothly goes in, causing you to shudder a little as it goes anus exploring. The sensation is bizarre - neither particularly pleasurable nor uncomfortable. Even when your teacher starts finger fucking you, thrusting her finger in and out rhythmically as though she were metronome, it remains a weird feeling. You certainly could never reach orgasm like this, which you’ve seen enough porn stars do when pounded by a veiny 10 incher. But Miss $Gray intends on progressing to something much thicker and longer soon enough anyway. The finger exits with an aggressive pull away, and you assume your teacher is ready to move on, but MIss $Gray has never been predictable. The finger slithers at your now gaping anus, and it enters again, this time with another digit. Her middle and index fingers fuck you, and this time, you’re actually getting some amount of pleasure from it. In fact, having the girth of your penetrator be doubled like this almost gets you moaning, especially when Miss $Gray adds some vigor into her movements. The process repeats itself with 3 fingers, and now you’re moaning proper. And when she upgrades once more to 4, those moans become screams - screams of joy. Under different circumstances, this might even get you to cum, but Miss $Gray ‘s classroom doesn’t do it for you enough to get there. “That’s enough of that, sissy. Now you’re ready for my cock.” She inserts with no other warning with one violent motion, and she lets it sit there for a moment, allowing it to be another reminder of the power she has over you. Extending from her body is a lengthy dildo that’s now inside you. If there were a more literal example of the control she yields, you’d struggle to think of it. The girth of the cock as opposed to her fingers immediately makes it more uncomfortable, and yet strangely more of a turn-on, but when she begins slowly thrusting, you completely ignore that discomfort. The pleasure’s almost divine, and trumps all your other sexual experiences. It’s better than any wank you’ve had, or any handjob, blowjob, or even being inside a woman. Being fucked like this makes you feel on top of world, even as a bottom. Your past concerns about such an experience quickly evaporate, and you forget those pesky points you had circulating your mind, like “I don’t like cock” and “I’m not gay if I enjoy it, am I?” Those thoughts are actually replaced by some juxtaposed ideas, like “what can I do to feel this again?” “I wish I had experienced this sooner” and “I’m a cock whore now, aren’t I?” Miss $Gray can seemingly almost read your thoughts. “I know you’re loving this, girl. Tell me how much!” You answer in between pained gasps for breath. “I…love your…hard…cock. Please Miss… $Gray , go…faster!” “That’s what I wanted to hear, slut.” She thankfully fulfills your wish, plunging at your prostate with shocking aggression, almost making your tumble onto the floor, but you manage to maintain your footing. And once you do, you plant your hands on your ass cheeks, spreading them, which only serves to encourage Miss $Gray . You’re sure your exposed clitty is leaving long strings of precum on the table you’re leaning over, and you hope you’ll be able to shoot the real thing soon.<</if>> <<if $Pills gt 11>> Adding to the experience, is your boobs, which the table pushes into you. Their noticeable medium size adds to the scenario in your head. Miss $Gray is your horny boss, looking to take advantage of their skimpily dressed secretary.\ <<elseif $Pills gt 4>> Adding to the experience, is your boobs, which the table pushes into you. Even being small, they feel great when you’re getting fucked like this. The sensation adds to the feeling of you being a whore, getting taken by your boss for their sexual pleasure.<</if>>\ <<if $Horny gt 9>><<set $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1>>Your eager hands help spread your asscheeks further, and your teacher notices, taking it as a sign that she should plunge further inside you. Somehow, she goes faster too, fucking you at what you guess is over 200 thrusts per minute. Your moans are almost screams, and you grip at the table to stabilize yourself. Soon enough, your desire to shoot real cum manifests itself. “Harder!” “Harder! “HARDER!” Jizz squirts in the constraints of your chastity cage, leaking through the hole. The orgasm lasts heavenly long, and for a moment you lose track of where you are, what’s happening, and even who you are. You feel a pair of breasts settle on your back, and a voice whispers into your ear. “We’re not done until I am, sweetie.” Even though you’ve cum, the fucking goes on another, maybe 10 minutes, and you go from seeing stars, to becoming painfully of what’s happening. You’re still horny, but not nearly enough to cum again, and the discomfort of your prostate still being targeted grows into a unique kind of disgust at still being fucked. Eventually though, your teacher decides the man fucking you would have had enough, and she aggressively pulls out.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 4>>Your eager hands help spread your asscheeks further, and your teacher notices, taking it as a sign that she should plunge further inside you. Somehow, she goes faster too, fucking you at what you guess is over 200 thrusts per minute. Your moans are almost screams, and you grip at the table to stabilize yourself. Despite your hearty attempts, however, the elusive orgasm you try so hard to achieve remains unattainable, even after a further 20 minutes of rough fucking, with your teacher’s stamina not dropping for a moment. “That’s enough for today.” She pulls out with shocking carelessness. \ <<elseif $Horny lt 5>>The pounding continues, and even though you know it’s possible, you’d never be able to cum like this. You’re simply not horny enough. With that immediate understanding, you’re left feeling rather resigned whilst your teacher fucks your ass. Not even her encouraging words of “take it, slut!” and “tell me how much you enjoy this!” do much to turn you on, though you do capture those lustful phrases and imagine her in a lesbian porno, which might come in handy the next time you’re horny. It’s hard to tell how much longer the sex continues, but she eventually decides she’s finished, and pulls out with shocking carelessness.<</if>> <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>”You’re improving, $name , good work. Though I don’t think you quite enjoyed it as much as $Ash did.” $Gray2 smirks, grinning at your friend. She’s obviously seething, but is powerless to do anything besides sit and take the mockery.\ <<elseif $Home is 4>>”Now, your turn, $Ash .” Miss $Gray notices the clear look of hatred on $Ash ‘s face. “Don’t pretend you’re not looking forward to me using you like the toy you are. I bet you’re even jealous I wanted fuck $name first, aren’t you?” $Ash silently gets into position. Her pounding goes on for some time, and over the course of that 20 minutes or so, her formerly stoic expression slips to one where she’s clearly trying to suppress a painful sense of joy. Fortunately for $Ash , the position means that your teacher can’t see the hard joy she’s experiencing. What Miss $Gray can hear, however, is the moans that $Ash accidently lets slip out of her mouth. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/QdmWd686/Gray-anal-training.jpg]] “You don’t have to lie and pretend to me $Ash ! I know you’re enjoying this more than you’ve enjoyed anything else in your life. Admit it! Admit you like being my toy!” $Ash doesn’t answer, which seems only to encourage Miss $Gray more, and she speeds up to a pace she’d be going at were her cock real, and she were about to cum, and $Ash ‘s involuntary moans are soon eclipsing the slapping of hip thrusting into ass. When your teacher is done with her second pupil, she leans over $Ash ‘s exhausted body, and whispers something undoubtedly taunting to her, before pulling out.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>”You’re improving $name , good work.” You feel strangely proud of her compliment, but she doesn’t want to boost your ego too much. “Don’t let it go to your head; you have a good teacher.”<</if>> Your teacher dismisses you once the bell rings, and you hurriedly dress again before leaving. <<if $Horny gt 8>>[[14-2d<-Continue][$H to 13, $Horny to 2, $Stress to $Stress - 2]]\ <<elseif $Horny gt 4>>[[14-2d<-Continue][$H to 13, $Horny to $Horny + 2, $Stress to $Stress + 1]]\ <<elseif $Horny lt 5>>[[14-2d<-Continue][$H to 13, $Horny to $Horny + 2]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<set $AnalS to $AnalS + 1>>\ <<if $Home is 2>>Rather than have to spend another hour without her company, Mistress $Ash kindly sought you out so that she might train you to be a better sissy.<<else>>It’s lunch, which might mean a moment to relax, but $Ash has other plans.<</if>> She leads you by the hand to a disused toilet. From her handbag, you watch as she pulls out a leather harness, along with a pink rubber dildo. She equips them both. “Get yourself ready for me, girl. I want you in your lingerie, eager for my cock.” You do as you’re told, until you’re little more than a poorly dressed slut for $Ash . <<if $ButtPlug is 1>>”You won’t need this either.” she yanks the butt plug inside of you aggressively out, and you immediately start worrying if that’s the kind of care she’s going to show you for the proceeding anal sex session.<</if>> You’re on all fours, waiting for <<if $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash <<else>>$Ash to begin, but she doesn’t seem like she’s about to anytime soon. You look around from your submissive position to see her looking disappointed at you. “Did you forget to lube your toy up? You don’t want me going in raw, do you?” She’s stroking the strapon, encouraging you to suck on it. Staying on your knees, you crawl over to it, and begin to lubricate it. If your saliva is going to be the only thing to ensure it goes in smoothly, you’re going to a damn good job sucking it. Fortunately, the last week was about just that. When you’re done, it’s shining well enough to reflect the ceiling, which makes you bizarrely proud. You look up at <<if $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash<<else>>$Ash <</if>>, who’s now smiling, let you know it’s time. Once again, in this dingy, disused toilet, you get on all fours, and await your anal pounding to begin. <<if $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash painfully teases you by waiting, but you don’t dare disrespect her by looking back, or asking her to begin.<<else>>$Ash lets the moment drag out, with you dreading the commencement more and more with each passing second.<</if>> Her cold hand on your butt cheeks sends shivers down your spine as she gets into position. The cold latex of the dildo prods around your asshole, and not accidentally. <<if $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash <<else>>$Ash <</if>>could easily slide it inside, but she wants to play with you more.<</if>> Each slap of the fake cock against your intimate regions increases your anticipation, until she finally does eventually put the strapon inside you. And in that one moment, she decided to drop all considerations of being gentle. It enters in one violent motion, and you feel like you’re impaled in some cruel Roman execution method. It’s so sudden and aggressive, that for a brief moment, you completely forget where you are, who’s doing this to you, and how you got here. But once she starts moving in and out rhythmically, those thoughts come flooding back to you. <<if $Home is 2>>”Thank you Mistress $Ash !”<<else>>//It feels like I’m being fucked by women in my life everyday. At least $Ash is being honest about it now.<</if>> After a couple of minutes, your asshole is welcoming enough of the intruder that it hurts less, and actually starts to feel enjoyable. “Curve you back upwards, sissy. People love seeing those sexy curves when they’re fucking you.” <<if $Home is 2>>You gratefully follow your Goddess' advice, and it somehow feels better for you too.<<else>>You follow her command, lest she get enraged and find a way to make this worse. Surprisingly though, it actually feels better like this.<</if>> In fact, you think the dildo is having an easier time reaching your prostate. This slight change of position takes you from gasping for breath, to moaning, and asking for her to go harder and faster. You feel almost on the verge of cumming. <<if $Home is 1 and $Horny lt 5>>The pounding goes on for some time, and although precum does leak out your caged clitty, you’re not even close to actually finishing. Perhaps, it might seem, you need a place a little more romantic than a toilet. $Ash ‘s stamina eventually wanes, though she keeps going regardless, promising that a man wouldn’t stop until he wants to. The sloppifying of her technique takes you further away from the edge, until you feel as different from this experience as when she first started. She pulls out after her thrusts slow to a crawl, which really does make you feel like a man just came inside you. [[13-4d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 and $Horny lt 9>>The pounding goes on for some time, and precum leaks like a faucet out of your caged clitty. You close your eyes to imagine a better place where you can cum rather than this toilet. But even in your fantasies, you’re still the one with a dildo in your ass. You’re just about to finally release a torrent of cum when $Ash is slowing down. You gasp in horror, and start thrusting yourself into her cock. “Aww, what’s the matter sissy? Want more of my hard dick? That’s a shame, but a woman doesn’t always get to cum, and neither do whores. You just have to learn to enjoy making other people orgasm, and I’m sure if this dick were real, I would have easily painted your insides with my jizz.” She pulls out, and you want to start begging for more of her cock, but you’re too exhausted from being pounded for that long. You collapse on the floor, your asshole still quivering. $Ash leaves you there, letting you recover alone like a used prostitute before you have to get going to your next client. [[13-4d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 and $Horny gt 8>>The pounding goes on for some time, and precum leaks like a faucet out of your caged clitty. It doesn’t even matter that you’re in a disgusting toilet with walls covered in graffiti and a penetrator who cares nothing for your pleasure. In fact, those elements only seem to help you in your efforts to cum. Your sweaty-palmed hands grasp at the floor for grip, and, finding none, instead help spread your ass cheeks, which $Ash laughs at. “I’ve trained you well.” She keeps fucking and fucking, with each thrust seemingly going straight to your prostate, so it’s only inevitable that your pent up cum finally shoots out. Moans of ecstasy escape from your lips as you reach an orgasm from anal only. Your upper body collapses on the floor, your chastity cage slipping in the semen that just escaped it. In your post orgasmic bliss, you don’t where you are, and rest your head on the ceramic floor. $Ash keeps pounding regardless, until she becomes exhausted too, pulling out roughly, but you’re too tired to care. She takes off the dildo and harness, leaving you in the stall. Wid thoughts cross your mind, like hoping $Ash is even harder next time, or that you could never fuck a woman like she just fucked you, so you’re better of being a sissy. You can barely recover in time for your next lesson, which you stroll to, still mentally in the toilets, whilst clutching your sore ass. [[13-4d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress - 2, $Horny to 2, $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 2 and $Horny lt 9>>Mistress $Ash ‘s pounding goes on for what feels like forever, and yet still not long enough. You’re glad to be giving her pleasure, of course, but you can’t shoo away the thoughts that you might be able to cum yourself. Those selfish ideas might cause you distress, but you’re too turned on to care. Being near your Goddess anyway makes you horny, but it’s immeasurable when she’s fucking you so generously in the ass. Those feelings of being near the edge don’t dissipate over the time you have sex for, but frustratingly, they don’t grow either. It’s like being on top of a building, right next to the edge, but with cement shoes on. No matter how much you try, you can’t finish. Mistress $Ash eventually decides she’s done, praising you for being a good whore, which makes you feel even worse about your own desires. She gives your hair a rub, and now that you’re over the anal sex, you’re sure that one moment of physical praise would be better than any orgasm. She meanders out after taking off the strapon, and you do your best to recover from the rough pounding. [[13-4d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress - 2, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 2 and $Horny gt 8>>Mistress $Ash ‘s pounding goes on for what feels like forever. You’re glad to be giving her pleasure, of course, but you can’t shoo away the thoughts that you might be able to cum yourself. Those selfish ideas might cause you distress, but you’re too turned on to care. Being near your Goddess anyway makes you horny, but it’s immeasurable when she’s fucking you so generously in the ass. Those feelings accumulate, until eventually you’re just about to… “Don’t you dare cum, sissy! I can recognize those moans, and if you release that load, I’ll disown you as a sissy slave. Do you hear me?” “Yes Mistress!” Distraught from her threats, you immediately try to distract yourself from cumming by imaging anything else. Thankfully, the fucking doesn’t go on much longer, so it’s an easy task. Still, the threat lingers in your head. Mistress really doesn’t want you to cum. //Of course she doesn’t. It’s not appropriate for a sissy// Your Goddess takes off her strapon, and observes her toy, noticing you’re still shook from her threat. “Aww, I’m sorry if I was a little harsh on you, but you know how important it is to be strict on such a weak minded little sissy. We can’t have you thinking it’s okay to cum without permission, can we?” “No, Mistress, you’re right.” “Of course I am.” She strokes your hair a little, before helping you get dressed, and then walking you to your next lesson. [[13-4d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress +1, $Horny to $Horny + 1]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<set $AnalS to $AnalS + 1, $PissS to $PissS + 1>>\ <<if $Home is 2>>Rather than have to spend another hour without her company, Mistress $Ash kindly sought you out so that she might train you to be a better sissy.<<else>>It’s lunch, which might mean a moment to relax, but $Ash has other plans.<</if>> She leads you by the hand to a disused toilet. “Today” she begins, “I wanted to add another slutty element to your training that I’m sure you’ll love. Are you excited to hear it?” <<if $Home is 1>>//”Excited” isn’t the word I’d use//<<elseif $Home is 2>>”Yes Mistress! I’m sure you have a great idea, and I can’t wait to impress you with my skills in whatever it is.”<</if>> “I wanted to combine anal with something else a sissy whore needs to get good at.” What <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash <<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash <</if>>does then is quite confusing. First, she lowers the bottom half of her clothing, underwear included. Then, she takes a seat on the toilet, where she smiles at you, enjoying the perplexed gaze you no doubt possess. With one hand, she reaches into her handbag, taking out the dildo you’ve become intimately familiar with the past week. She lowers it until it’s in the toilet, positioned beneath her. Soon enough, there’s an unmistakable trickling of pee. Not only is $Ash peeing, she’s peeing right onto the fake cock. <<if $Home is 1>>It doesn’t take long for you to figure out what she intends to do today. Using pee as a lubricant is a mad innovation that only $Ash could come up with. //At least I don’t have to suck a cock today, I suppose//\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>//Not only do I get to be fucked by Mistress $Ash , I get to have her holy golden nectar be a lubricant?! I’m the luckiest sissy in the world!//<</if>> She stands up, her pussy still dripping with piss, and equips the strapon. The fake cock is dripping with urine, literally. Stripped down, without even needing to be asked, you plant yourself on all fours. <<if $ButtPlug is 1>>The butt plug occupying your rear is ripped out. <</if>>Your penetrator, today, decides not to wait around and play with your nerves. You feel her swiftly line up the piss covered dildo with your asshole, and then insert it in one foul motion. <<if $Home is 1>>That speed, mixed with the immediate thought of another person’s pee being inside you, almost makes you want to throw up, but you hold out, and attempt to get used to the feeling of a cock being inside, which comes thankfully quickly owing to the past week.<<elseif $Home is 2>>The speed almost causes you to yell out, but the sensation is one you quickly adapt to, and before long, you're in heaven thanks to your Mistress being inside you.<</if>> And it doesn’t take her long to start fucking you, either. Not that saliva is a great lubricant, but it does seem like it’s better than piss, because each grind in and out feels rougher than your past experiences, though maybe <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash knew that beforehand.<<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash knew that beforehand, and she wanted to push you by making it harder.<</if>> <<if $Home is 1>>“How does it feel, whore? You’re being fucked in a disgusting toilet by a woman who hates you, who’s using a dildo covered in her own piss. How pathetic do you have to be for your life to go in this direction? Come on, tell me you hate me for doing this to you. I know you want to.” “I…hate…you.” “I know you do. But guess what, girl, it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter how much you complain, bitch and moan, this is who you are now. It’s your life to serve me, and anyone else I want. Do you understand? You might think this is the lowest your life can go, but I can promise you, it’s not.”\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>”Does it feel right yet, slut? Are you accepting your place as my slave, to do with as I please?” “Yes Mistress! I would do anything for you.” “Good, I thought you had. But I don’t want to talk to the eager you. I want to talk to the you trapped under a mountain of spirals and hypnotic words. Is he still in there? Is there somewhere, buried inside your sissy body, that the man that I met a long time ago lays?” A part of you inside cries. “I hope your crypt is comfortable, because you’re never going to see the light of day again.”<</if>> The fucking goes on for a long time, but you feel separated from it thanks to the words you hear whispered. Eventually, <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash <<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash <</if>>decides that enough is enough, and pulls out, whipping the dildo on your ass cheeks to get rid off the last of the pee, a cruel post sex cuddle, but it’s the best you can ask for. She leaves you in the toilets, letting you recover alone, before you have to go to your next lesson. [[14-2d<-Continue]]

<<if $Horny gt 10>><<set $Horny to 10>><</if>>\ <<if $Stress gt 10>><<set $Stress to 10>><</if>>\ <<set $H to 13>>\ You head to your next lesson. <<if $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 1>>Not only do the whispers commence from the moment you enter the classroom, so too does the awkward glance from your teacher. Mr Hawt, in character with how nice he’s been since your start at Farrix, gives you an encouraging gaze, but no doubt he’s more than aware of all the rumors perpetuated by the students in same class as you right now.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 2>>Mr Vils reaction to your entry is as neutral as it always has been, and likely always will be. If $Jen did try to bring up your sissyness to him, he’d probably get annoyed at her for discussing something not related to mathematics. For once in your life, you’re glad to have such a hardass of a teacher.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 3>>Nevermind the rest of the students, your teacher can barely stifle her giggles enough to welcome you to the classroom. Miss Bulthrough clearly keeps her ear close to the ground, and she’s getting in on the jokes almost more than the students are. “Oops, I think I lost my lipstick. Does anyone know where it went?” The encouraged class looks at you, before your teacher realizes she “misplaced it.”\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 4>>Rather than demand your classmates’ torment of you stops, Miss Green thinks it would be more effective to diagnose why they think it’s okay to mock someone so blatantly. She openly conjectures that maybe they secretly feel pity for you, or perhaps they genuinely feel so superior that they can mock you without consequence. She also posits that classmates may just be following the “tribe leader”, and following someone else’s footsteps who’s teasing you. And then she gets to diagnosing you. “One of the things I disagree with Freud on is penis envy. You see, I don’t feel it’s restricted to women. My theory is that people with small penises, perhaps like you, envy other men, and thus feel a sense of inferiority.” Suffice to say, you’d rather your teacher spend the hour slapping you with papers than inadvertently humiliating you like this, but you never did get an option.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 4 and $Day3 is 5>>"Miss $Gilda , did you know that $name is a sissy?” One classmate blurts out at the beginning of the hour, much to the laughter of the rest of the class, save you. “And?” “Well, it means he likes to we…” “That’s relevant how? I’m trying to teach you the meaning of life and you’re too busy thinking and distracting me and the rest of the class with these vapid comments. Did you know Plato considered the body and its senses a distraction for the soul? I would consider this great proof of that. Detention for you.” Your teacher’s harsh put down means that, at least for the next hour, you don’t have to listen to any mockery.\ <<elseif $JenLevel gt 3>>The whispers have already begun from the moment you enter the classroom. “You know Molly, I bet he has more panties than you!” one girl teases. “Shut up! You should be nicer to him anyway. I hear sissies are really sensitive. You wouldn’t want him to start crying, would you?” “You know, that would be really funny!”\ <<else>>Your teacher welcomes you with much more of a greeting than you get from the students.<</if>> <<if $Day3 is 1 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Jz0hBntZ/Science.jpg]] "Okay, can someone tell me what the opposite of a dominant allele is? Alice?" The girl thinks for a moment before proudly shouting "submissive!" The class starts laughing, and you can see Mr Hawt looking slightly confused. You soon stop paying attention to the lesson, and start paying attention to the girls and the rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 1 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Jz0hBntZ/Science.jpg]] Once the science lesson begins, you inevitably and immediately tune out and admire the beauty of the girls around you. It’s fortunate that this isn’t a practical session, else you probably would have spilled several bottles and flasks of chemicals. Fortunately, Mr Hawt is far too kind to even bring up your likely obvious staring, and that’s assuming he even noticed.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 2 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Bv1QMVTv/Maths.jpg]] “Can anyone tell me what the opposite of a numerator is? Megan?” The silent class turns their attention to the girl, who is visibly struggling. “A dominator?” The class now erupts in laughter, the girl’s face turning red. You soon stop paying attention to the lesson, and start paying attention to the girls. The rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 2 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/Bv1QMVTv/Maths.jpg]] As soon as you sit down, you start staring at the cute girls around you. //How could they seriously expect me to do arithmetic in a school filled with such hot women?// Fortunately, Mr Vils is much more laid back than Miss $Gray , so the lesson goes by without issue.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 3 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/MKdTTRZz/English.jpg]] “The act of her standing in the doorway is less physical and more symbolic, as it’s representative of…” You soon stop paying attention to the lesson, and start paying attention to the girls, as well as admiring Miss Bullthrough’s body. The rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 3 and $Horny gt 5>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/MKdTTRZz/English.jpg]] Once the door closes and you’re sat down, you immediately start staring at the girls around you. As you’re admiring a particularly attractive girl at the front of the class, Miss Bullthrough asks you a question, and her gaze tells you she knows exactly what you were doing. You do your best to answer, but the only thing you’ve learnt from this lesson is that boobs are better than books. When the attention goes away from you, you try to be a bit subtler. Instead, you look at your teacher’s generous rear whenever she’s writing on the board, which is hardly a downgrade. The rest of the lesson goes by rather uneventfully.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 4 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/sgLgPrZ8/Psychology.jpg]] ”As I’m sure you’re all aware, Freud’s idea of the Oedipus complex has largely been debunked, though I’m sure he’d have a field day with all the step-mom porn on the internet.” The only response to Miss Green’s joke is seemingly crickets. You soon zone out, and decide to take the other students as case studies on what turns you on the most.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 4 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/sgLgPrZ8/Psychology.jpg]] When you’re presented with the option between outdated psychological theories and hot uniformed women, you know it’s hardly an option at all. And while some blue balled psychologist might want to analyze your choices like those, you’d rather just admire boobs and butts when you can.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 5 and $Horny lt 6>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/3JKNY9TL/Philosophy.jpg]] ”Okay class, get ready, because today we’re tackling the ontological argument. First, I’d like you to think of something which exists in the mind, but not reality, for instance, like Winnie the Pooh.” //Hmm…Catwoman?…Mmm….Catwoman…// “Now, think of something which exists in the mind and in reality, like someone famous.” //Hmm…Riley Reid?...Mmm…Riley Reid…// “Now think of something which exists in reality, but not in your mind.” //Wait…how can I possibly think of something which does not exist in the mind?// You zone out soon after, thinking of Catwoman and Riley Reid.\ <<elseif $Day3 is 5 and $Horny gt 5>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/3JKNY9TL/Philosophy.jpg]] Almost as soon your butt lands in its seat, your mind has gone wandering, missing potentially life changing ideas in favor of a fantasy of an ethereal handjob. With how complex philosophy is, if you ever wanted to pay attention, you’d have to be much less horny.<</if>> <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Day3 is 1 or $GrayLunchFail gt 1 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Day3 is 1>>[[12-3 Punish Lick<-Continue][$H to 16]]\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Day3 is 2 or $GrayLunchFail gt 1 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Day3 is 2>>[[12-3 Punish Tidy<-Continue][$H to 16]]\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Day3 is 3 or $GrayLunchFail gt 1 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Day3 is 3>>[[12-3 Punish Spank<-Continue][$H to 16]]\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Day3 is 4 or $GrayLunchFail gt 1 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Day3 is 4>>[[12-3 Punish Tests<-Continue][$H to 16]]\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Day3 is 5 or $GrayLunchFail gt 1 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Day3 is 5>>[[12-3 Punish Massage<-Continue][$H to 16]]\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail lt 2>>[[12-3f<-Continue][$H to 16]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 8>><<set $M to 0>>\ <<if $Home is 1>>The other students file in around you, most notably, your trainer and one of your keyholders, $Ash .\ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. You can’t imagine how hellish it would be if there weren’t anyone but you two to face Miss $Gray ‘s wrath.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>Your eyes are locked on the door like you’re an eager bird watcher, seeking the beautiful creature that would light up your day by their presence. For you, that delightful moment arrives when Mistress $Ash walks into the classroom, sitting next to you, instantly filling you with joy.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. Whilst you're waiting, $Gray2 smiles at you, encouraging you for the day ahead. You do the best you can for the woman who has the responsibility of feminizing you.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMzGh6KR/Desk-Ash.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $Home is 1>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash ). Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>><<set $Stress to $Stress - 2>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her. Thoughts of Miss $Gray are annoying, though, since you’d much rather be thinking about the goddess right next to you. Being around Mistress $Ash , even when you’re forbidden from talking to her, is like nirvana for a submissive slave like yourself. Even more irritating than the thought of Miss $Gray knaving you from thought of your queen, is when she takes a more deliberate approach of separating you from Mistress, which she enforces by demanding you stop looking towards her.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash .) Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>Likely thanks to your transformed relationship with her, $Gray2 barely bothers you through the class. It seems she knows feminizing you is taxing enough without giving you the further stress of a torrent of questions. Besides, she did admit to giving you far better grades than you deserve. All this isn’t to say she extends the same favor to $Ash , who she practically bullies with questions for an hour. To her credit, she does as she said you must. $Ash fulfills the role of a perfect student well. She answers every question with an almost obsessive level of detail. Having close relationships with both women is a complex situation to be in, especially when they both seem intent on screwing the other one over. A day may come when you have to truly decide between them, unless a third option presents itself. <</if>> <<if $HeelSurg is 1 and $ShoesC is 1>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>The lack of high heels propping up your feet is already causing great distress in your legs. <</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>The butt plug occupying your rear leaves your mind racing with dirty thoughts. <</if>><<if $Boobs gt 5 and $Bra is 0>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>Your prominent boobs do bother you. You're both worried about your nipples blushing over being stared at, and your budding breasts having no support. At this size, they really require it. <</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8 and $BlackmailVibrator is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>It’s inevitable with how horny you are, that your mind, and your eyes, will wander. When they do rest on the bodies of your peers, a not quite pleasant vibration shoots through your chastity cage. It serves to stop you looking at the other students, but not for long. After several jolts over the period, you’re left even hornier.<<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 1 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 3 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 2>>With how horny you are, you could very easily let your eyes wander to the other students, but when she’s around, you only have eyes for her.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class.If $Gray2 notices, she doesn’t seem to care.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is not 2>>You manage to pay attention during the lesson, taking notes and listening diligently.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is 2>>With Mistress $Ash next to you, it’s hard to do anything productive during the lesson.<</if>> <<if $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>[[14-3 Gray<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>[[14-3 Ash<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<set $CumS to $CumS + 1, $AnalS to $AnalS + 1>>\ <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of $Gray2 the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>You arrive in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray , nervously awaiting your lunchtime training.<</if>> <<if $Home is 4>>“I’ve trained both of your asses enough. It’s time to add something else to your training - something sluts have more trouble with than being fucked.”\ <<else>>“I’ve trained your ass enough. It’s time to add something else to your training - something sluts have more trouble with than being fucked.”<</if>> She waltzes out from behind her desk. She’s dressed in her usual stunning attire, even with the strapon that you’ve become accustomed to. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/dtcYRM7v/Gray-strap-on-skirt.jpg]] <<if $Home is 4>>“Today, not only will I be training your asses, but your throats too, as well as adding a new skill into the mix.”\ <<else>>“Today, not only will I be training your ass, but your throat too, as well as adding a new skill into the mix.”<</if>> From a drawer in her desk, she takes out a mysterious black bottle. There’s barely any labels on it, which isn’t regulation in this day and age. And the few words that there are describing the product, surely can’t align with what’s inside, right? <<if $Home is 3>>“This cocktail was quite hard to get my hands on, but some beautiful scientist came up with the very thing I needed to train you to be the best sissy.”<<else>>“This cocktail was quite hard to get my hands on, but some beautiful scientist came up with the very thing I needed to train you to be the best sluts for me.”<</if>> She reads the label on the bottle. “100% accurate cum, with a flawlessly unmistakable taste, sticky texture and creamy smell. Perfect for imitation or addition.” She smiles, reveling in the prospect of using the item. <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>”Now, both of you, strip!” You’re no stranger to doing this in front of $Gray2 thanks to her daily inspection, and $Ash benignly follows suit. \ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>”Now, both of you, strip!” You’re no stranger to doing this in front of Miss $Gray thanks to her daily inspection, and $Ash benignly follows suit. \ <<else>>”Now, strip!” You do as commanded. You’d almost find the order a little dull with how much you shed your clothes in front of Miss $Gray were your mind not more focused on the bottle of synthetic cum.<</if>> <<if $ButtPlug is 1>> ”You won’t be needing this.” A violent jostle from your rear sends your faux calmness flying out the window as your teacher yanks the butt plug occupying your asshole out. You silently curse her for doing it without any warning, but at least your butt will handle the upcoming penetration from a much more active toy much better.<</if>> “We’re going to be so busy today that we don’t have time for a warmup. Isn’t that a shame?” She sarcastically quips. \ <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>”$Ash , you’ll go first. I’m sure you’ve swallowed much more cum than $name has, so you’re going to set a great example for her, aren’t you?” Your friend holds back her true feelings, and instead looks up, perfectly smiling at your teacher. “Yes, Miss $Gray .” “Good girl. Now, open wide.” $Ash obediently does as she’s told, sucking on the dildo with surprising voracity. It seems like the longer she’s in her chastity belt, the more impatient she’s getting, until she just wants these lunchtime training sessions to be over, so she tries to give such a good blowjob that $Gray2 might be satisfied sooner. Of course, maybe being unable to orgasm makes her actually want to suck the fake cock, even if it is attached to the woman she most despises. “That’s a good whore. How about you tell me how much you love my dildo before I fill your mouth?” “I…I love your cock, Miss $Gray . I think about it all day, and I just want it inside of me. And when I actually get a chance to have it, I get so wet inside my chastity belt.” Your teacher is grinning from ear to ear. “I’m actually starting to believe you. You’ve earned your reward.” Like a treat to a well behaved pet, your teacher takes the bottle of cum, and squirts a heavy load into $Ash ‘s wide mouth. It’s far more than you would have ever cum in a single load, and it trumps some of the most alpha pornstars you’ve seen. “But no swallowing. I want that semen still in your mouth when I’m done fucking you. Do you understand?” $Ash closes her mouth and nods. Going second in this training, you’ve no idea if the fake cum tastes like its real counterpart. $Gray2 has $Ash lean over a table like she did before. She positions herself perfectly behind her, and enters the awaiting asshole, with the only thing serving as lubricant being the saliva $Ash slobbered over it. Even with the lack of a warmup, $Ash doesn’t wince at the hard phallus entering her, either because it actually doesn’t bother her, or because she doesn’t want $Gray2 to have the satisfaction of thinking it does. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/QdmWd686/Gray-anal-training.jpg]] The anal pounding goes on just as it did before: $Gray2 teases $Ash with her words, while $Ash is left moaning at the dildo ravaging her rear, only now unable to open her mouth. Your teacher, interestingly, loses patience fairly quickly. Perhaps not getting the rise out of $Ash that she wants is the reason she pulls out so soon, or maybe it’s because she’s more interested in training you. Either way, the succinct fucking and withdrawl leaves $Ash shocked, and almost looking disappointed. $Gray2 spins her around, and inspects her mouth, and if it’s still full, as though she were a perverted dentist. “Hmm, perhaps a couple drops of cum escaped. You did adequately, $Ash .” Your friend shrugs off the derision, surely proud of herself for not snapping at your teacher. “You may swallow now.” There’s a heavy gulp, followed by $Ash showing off her now empty mouth. $Gray2 looks pleased. “I’ve wasted enough time on you today. $name , it’s your turn.” On your knees, with your eyes just above the dildo you’ve become intimately familiar with as of late, you suck it without having to be told to begin. Of course, it’s more than lubed up already, so it’s mostly a formality, but you know $Gray2 enjoys her routines. Eventually, she decides your mouth has had enough cock today, and it’s time for it to enjoy something else. With the bottle of cum in her hands, she squirts first a little, then a lot, and then almost a mouthful’s worth of fake jizz in your waiting mouth, with hardly any warning. The texture and taste is intimidating in such a large amount, and you’d almost spit some out were it not for your teacher’s finger on your lips. “I don’t want a single spilled drop, sweetie. This is something you need to get good at.” Though she justifies it as training, you’re sure the extra amount of cum was because of $Gray2 ‘s anger at $Ash misapplied to you. Your teacher positions you over a table and places herself and her spit-covered dildo behind your butt. The first thrust inside you is sudden, and almost makes you gasp in shock, but, surprisingly, no cum leaves your mouth. After that, it doesn’t take $Gray2 long to start thrusting properly, and that’s when you’re met with the hardest task you’ve ever had since starting at Farrix - harder than any homework or assignment, $Gray2 ‘s included. After being locked in a chastity cage for most of your recent memory, it’s natural that you’re going to enjoy, love even, being fucked in the ass, but the desire to moan is so great that you have no idea how the cum could possibly stay in your mouth. Even after the 10th or so thrust, you’re sure the feat is impossible. You start to go glassy eyed, and zone out thinking about nothing - only enjoying the experience. Evidently, you were moaning more than you thought you were when $Gray2 pounded your ass before. It’s so hard to concentrate on not letting cum slip out of your mouth, you don’t even get close to letting any slip out of your chastity cage. Your teacher continues fucking you into oblivion, your brain likely resembling a warm paste from your lack of thoughts. Eventually, though, the dildo extracts itself from your bereaving butthole. “Now, let me see your mouth. If there’s any cum that’s slipped out, I’m going to be annoyed, sissy.” While you can feel the stains of dried cum staining your chin, $Gray2 either doesn’t notice, or doesn’t point it out. When you open your mouth for her, she smiles widely. “That’s exactly what I wanted to see. Be a good whore, and swallow it for me. Swallow all of it.” Slowly, you close your lips, and open the floodgates, allowing the cum to finally go down your throat. The taste is overwhelming in its strength. Perhaps a spoonful would’ve been manageable, but the small jug’s worth you had to take was too much for a cum virgin, and you cough, grimacing at the taste as it goes down. $Gray2 inspects the contents of your mouth, clearly pleased. “Good job, $name . That was just the first load of many.” $Ash and you recover, getting dressed too, whilst your teacher returns to her work. And in the few minutes spare between the start of your next lesson, you wonder whether it was you or $Ash that was lucky for $Gray2 preferring to fuck you.\ <<elseif $Home is 4>>”$name , you’ll be going first. I trust you’ll set a great example of obedience to $Ash , won’t you?” Your friend gives you an encouraging glance, and if she can play along with your teacher’s mind games, then so can you. “Yes, Miss $Gray .” “Good girl. Now, open wide.” You’re no stranger to this now, and letting your lips part for the fake phallus comes as naturally as stripping for your teacher in the morning. In fact, you’re more than going at the dildo; Miss $Gray seems a little stunned at your willingness to blow it. Of course, you pragmatically excuse it as making the proceeding anal pounding easier, but your teacher takes a great pride in the eagerness you show regardless. “That’s a good whore. How about you tell me how much you love my dildo before I fill your mouth?” “I…love your fake cock…Miss $Gray . And…I can’t wait for it to enter my ass.” “My my, you are an eager slut, I’ve certainly trained you well. But before that, you have to understand the main purpose of this teaching.” She grabs the bottle of fake cum, and squirts a droplet on the tip of her strapon. “Show me how much you want my cum, sissy.” Looking up at her, the expression she wears is the only one you could expect. She’s beaming with glee that she took you from a disappointing man, to a sissy slut, looking up at her with a tongue reaching towards the cum on her strapon. With another glance at the fake jizz, you envelop the head of the dildo with your mouth, taking the cum along with it. “Good. Now, swish it around in your mouth, and show me, $name . I want to see my cum in your mouth.” You let it mix with your saliva, and swirl it around, cheek to cheek, each time it floating over your tongue. You’re getting a clear taste of it, and almost annoyingly, it’s not awful, or even bad. Of course, that could change when you swallow it. Following Miss $Gray ‘s instructions, you open your mouth for her, showing off the contents. “What a hot display. I Think you’re ready for load number two.” With the bottle still in her hand, she squirts some directly into your mouth, and it’s so much you almost tell her to stop, but you obediently sit still, lest it dribble down your lips and chin, and then onto your clothes. When she’s done, your mouth feels at maximum capacity. “I want you to leave that cum in there, whore. Let it set and take up space inside you, exactly where it belongs. I don’t want you to even think about any leaking out, or about swallowing any of it. Understand?” You nod your head. “Good. Because now I’m going to fuck you, and no matter how good it feels, you can’t open your mouth to moan.” She has you lean over a desk, like you’re used to, and positions herself and her spit-covered dildo behind your butt. The first thrust inside you is sudden, and almost makes you gasp in shock, but no cum leaves your mouth. After that, it doesn’t take Miss $Gray long to start thrusting properly, and that’s when you’re met with the hardest task you’ve ever had since starting at Farrix - harder than any homework or assignment, Miss $Gray ‘s included. After being locked in a chastity cage for most of your recent memory, it’s natural that you’re going to enjoy, love even, being fucked in the ass, but the desire to moan is so great that you have no idea how the cum could possibly stay in your mouth. Even after the 10th or so thrust, you’re sure the feat is impossible. You start to go glassy eyed, and zone out thinking about nothing - only enjoying the experience. Evidently, you were moaning more than you thought you were when Miss $Gray pounded your ass before. Your teacher continues fucking you into oblivion, your brain likely resembling a warm paste from your lack of thoughts. Eventually, though, the dildo extracts itself from your bereaving butthole. Still dazed and confused, Miss $Gray spins you around, and insects your slightly agape mouth. Cum is drooling down your chin like melted ice cream and you hadn’t even noticed. By and large though, Miss $Gray seems impressed at the amount of cum still left in your mouth. “Not bad, slut. But now I want to see what any man would expect of you. I want you to swallow that load for me. All of it.” Still loopy from the pounding, you barely understand the words you hear, but understand the need to swallow the cum inside you regardless. With one hearty gulp, all that cum travels down your throat, causing a pungent taste that wakes you up with a jaunt. It’s a heavy, unmistakable taste, and one you’d want to wash down with some water, but of course, Miss $Gray wouldn’t allow that. “Good girl. I want you to get used to that taste. I want cum still on your breath by the end of the day, do you understand?” You blindly nod, hoping she doesn’t have any intention of actually checking. “Good. I’m sure you did much better than $Ash will.” Your teacher turns to her. “Care to prove me wrong?” $Ash snarkily gets into position on her knees and responds. “Oh, yes Miss $Gray , I can’t wait to be fucked by you!” “I’ll get that attitude out of you soon enough. Now, open wide for your treat.” With the same bottle of cum in her hand, she doesn’t just squirt some jizz into $Ash ‘s mouth: she’s downright trying to drown her! The cum pools up and almost begins overflowing, but Miss $Gray stops just short of that. Evidently, $Ash ‘s words struck a nerve, because it’s far more than you had to hold. Her mouth closes, and its fullness almost makes her look like a chipmunk stashing nuts. After that, your teacher wastes no time in positioning the source of her frustration on a table, and lunging the dildo inside in a single swoop, immediately causing an expression of shock on $Ash ‘s face. It almost makes her drop some cum, but she calms herself as the fucking begins. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/QdmWd686/Gray-anal-training.jpg]] Just like you did, $Ash struggles to hold in the cum whilst also moaning. “Where’s that attitude of yours now, $Ash ?” “Mmmm!” Watching the fucking thankfully takes your attention away from the taste of cum in your mouth, on top of being the hot sight that it always was, and will continue to be. In fact, after seeing Miss $Gray being a top to someone else, you’re beginning to notice the signs that she’s getting tired. She’s leaning more on the table now, and is going at a less stable rhythm, but that doesn’t stop $Ash from sounding like she’s approaching an orgasm. “Mmm, MMM, harder!” Miss $Gray leans over, even more irritated. “How are you talking?” On the desk below $Ash ‘s face, there’s a puddle of cum. It seems you were a bigger slut than her, since you could handle it. “You dumb bitch, I gave you a command, and you disobey it?” Your teacher wraps a hand on the back of $Ash ‘s head, and uses it like a cloth, wiping her face against the pool of cum, smearing it over her cheeks, forehead, and even her hair. She then violently pulls out, which gets the biggest moan of all from $Ash . Miss $Gray takes off the dildo and returns to her work, permitting you and $Ash to get dressed again. “Great work today, $name . You should be proud.” Strangely, you are. Looking at $Ash , meanwhile, you see a crusty layer of dried cum has formed on most of her face, which she half-heartedly tries to brush away, too defeated to put in proper effort.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>”Now, get my cock wet, and then I’ll give you the cum you want so much.” With no choice in the matter, you go about sucking the cock exactly how you’ve been taught by Miss $Gray : first by wetting the tip, then by wrapping your lips around it from the side, and finally by letting it plunge down your throat proper. Thankfully, wetting the dildo with your mouth will not only serve to make the proceeding anal fucking go much easier, but having a well salivated mouth should make taking a load of cum go smoother too. “That’ll do” Miss $Gray begins, pulling out, though there’s still lines of spit connecting your mouth to her cock, “it’s time for your treat. Open wide!” With an agape mouth and nervous eyes, you watch your teacher squirt a slow dropping wad of cum straight inside of you. It pools up quickly, covering your tongue. “Good slut. But here’s the challenge sissy: you can’t swallow until I tell you, understand?” You slowly nod, closing your mouth. “I’m going to fuck you senseless, and when I’m done, I want you to show me that full load, and then you may swallow it for me.” She positions you in a familiar stance - face down over a desk - and lines up the dildo with your rear. “I hope you gave that quick blowjob your all.” The head of the dildo rams into you with zero chance of anticipation, and a pained moan leaves your mouth, though it manages to stay closed. Miss $Gray lets your nerves increase by not thrusting, playing with your hair a little. The moment’s so palpable that you almost ask her to begin her pounding, but that proves to be unnecessary as her hips slowly slide into 1st gear. It hurts slightly at first, naturally, but you quickly acclimatize to the dildo, your prior experiences of anal sex the past week helping. “How do you like that, slut? Are you wanting to ask me to go harder? Well too bad, this isn’t about you, it’s about the man that’ll be abusing your hole. It’s your job to worry about other things, like if your makeup is holding up, if you’ll need to change lingerie for the next man to come along, or in this case, to not let that cum leave your mouth.” Uncontrollable moans resonate from you, and it takes great strength to not open your mouth to voice them further, but strangely, the fact that you can’t hurts, even more so than when the dildo was first thrusting without any warm up. And as Miss $Gray begins pounding faster, you feel even more pained at being unable to voice your approval, or ask for it to go even faster, or even to thank your teacher for helping you experience such a heavenly sensation; Muffled moans are the best you can offer, but they seem to do their job in encouraging Miss $Gray . The pounding goes on for some time, a concept which escapes your lust-filled mind, and while you do constantly feel on the verge of squirting something from your chastity cage, the moment never comes, likely because you’re far too busy trying not to lose any of the cum in your mouth. Afterall, the best way to show appreciation for Miss $Gray ‘s great dick is to follow her instructions. “That’s enough for today, slut.” She pulls out, leaving your quivering anus in a state of sadness. Your teacher wastes no time in yanking your head off the table, and inspecting your mouth, which remained loyally closed and clamped shut, despite the great temptations to open it. “Good, it doesn’t look like you spilled a single drop. But I want to make sure - open up and let me see the semen inside you.” Slowly, not wanting to drop any at the final hurdle, you do let Miss $Gray proudly gaze at the pool of cum still resting in your mouth, like you were nothing more than a glass for storing sexual fluids. Your teacher smiles, but she wants more still. “It’s not enough to just be able to hold it, you need to be able to swallow it too. So do it for me, swallow all of my semen in a single movement.” Nervously, your lips meet again, and with the curtain down, you open the floodgates, letting the cum travel down inside you properly, making you immediately balk at the strong taste. When your mouth opens again, Miss $Gray is even more pleased than before. “Good girl, I’m proud of you, $name . At this rate, you’d make a great sex toy in no time at all.” Blushing at the compliment, she returns to her desk, allowing you to get dressed, and trying to ignore the heavy taste of cum still lingering inside your mouth.<</if>> [[14-3d<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 2, $Stress to $Stress - 1]]

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<set $CumS to $CumS + 1>>\ <<if $Home is 2>>Rather than have to spend another hour without her company, Mistress $Ash kindly sought you out so that she might train you to be a better sissy.<<else>>It’s lunch, which might mean a moment to relax, but $Ash has other plans.<</if>> She leads you by the hand to a disused toilet. “Today, we move onto the next step in your training. You can suck a dick well, but what happens when that dick cums? You can’t just spit out that semen like it’s rotten food, and sometimes a man wants to see you make a display of loving that cum, so that’s the next step in your training.” She takes out a transparent cup from her bag, containing a familiar looking liquid. “It’s not the real thing, sadly, but I learned of a neat trick to mimic the real thing, and I just so happened to have cooking class.” She takes off the lid, and lets you sniff the viscous liquid inside. It even smells like the real thing too. “What are you waiting for? Get on your knees, and give me a display.” <<if $Home is 1>>With no other choice, you do as commanded, kneeling on the uncomfortable floor, making you look up at $Ash .<<else>>Eager to do Mistress’ bidding, you kneel on the hard floor, forcing you to look up towards your Goddess.<</if>> “Now stick out your hand, slut. Show me that cum whore inside you.” The warm jizz droops down into your left hand, leaving you with a choice of how to impress <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash<<else>>Mistress $Ash<</if>>. If she wants you to really make a show off it, she probably wouldn’t appreciate it if you immediately swallowed it all. [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Drip cum into mouth]] [[Ash Cum 1<-Dip a finger in and suck it]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Wipe up cum and eat it]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Lick up some cum from hand]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Lick lips]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Spread cum over face]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Paint lips with cum]]

“Wrong!” <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash screams out, stopping you before you do anything more. “Wrong, wrong, wrong. You should be able to figure this out for yourself without me needing to tell you.” She sighs, shaking her head. Out of frustration, or as punishment, she takes your left hand, and rubs the remaining cum all over your face, creating an unmistakable strange, gooey feeling. “I can’t believe how incompetent you are sometimes. You better get better, because if you don’t I have an especially cruel punishment in mind.” She groans yet again, walking out of the toilet and leaving you behind. You spend the rest of the hour wiping the cum off your face before it dries, but washing it with just water only dilutes the mess and makes it drip onto the rest of you further, but it’s not like there’s much to rub the fake semen off with. There’s no toilet paper in this toilet which the whole school seems to have forgotten about, and your blouse and skirt is far too visible for stains, particularly those with the unmistakable color and texture of cum, and the longer you spend trying to clean yourself, the more it becomes obvious that the scent is sticking. When the bell rings, you resign yourself from those efforts, and head to your next lesson. [[14-3d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash interrupts you, halting you. “Wrong, wrong, wrong. You should be able to figure this out for yourself without me needing to tell you.” She sighs, shaking her head. At your failing of her instructions, she takes your left hand, and rubs the remaining cum all over your face, creating an unmistakable strange, gooey feeling. “No matter how much time I put into training you, you always fail me - why is that, sissy?” “I’m sorry Mistress.” “”I’m sorry” isn’t going to cut it when you have 2 men fucking you with another 8 waiting their turns, is it? You need to get better, sissy, fast, because I only have so much patience.” Mistress $Ash storms out, leaving you in tears at having disappointed the only person whose opinion you truly care about. Those cries soon flood your face, making the cum there even messier, until it starts dripping down the rest of your body, though you hardly care. It’s only when the bell rings that you clear up your appearance a little, and head to your next lesson, still depressed at having upset Mistress $Ash . [[14-3d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 2]]<</if>>

You dip a nervous index finger into the pool of cum, letting it coat your digit a bit, before moving that finger up to your lips. Looking up at <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash<<else>>Mistress $Ash<</if>> , you give her your best whore eyes you can, before popping the cum coated finger into your mouth, sucking the faux semen off like you were licking up melted ice cream from a cone. “Good sissy. A single finger is incredibly suggestive, so it’s great for teasing someone, and it also can help get you in the mood for swallowing cum since it’s only a small amount. What’s next?” [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Drip cum into mouth]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Dip a finger in and suck it]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Wipe up cum and eat it]] [[Ash Cum 2<-Lick up some cum from hand]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Lick lips]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Spread cum over face]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Paint lips with cum]]

You raise your hand, while also moving your head towards it, meeting the pool of cum in the middle. Your stuck out tongue laps a couple tentative scoops of cum up, getting a better taste this time. “Licking the cum is a good escalation from sucking on your finger, and really lets someone know straight away how cum hungry you are. What next?” [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Drip cum into mouth]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Dip a finger in and suck it]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Wipe up cum and eat it]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Lick up some cum from hand]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Lick lips]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Spread cum over face]] [[Ash Cum 3<-Paint lips with cum]]

With your sucked on index finger and middle finger, you swipe a line through the cum and feel those two fingers now stuck lightly together thanks to the adhesive liquid. Then, you paint your lips with them. It’s a strange sensation. The cum somewhat binds your lips together, and while it takes next to no effort to break that bond, when you close your mouth again, the sticky solution mixes once more. If you had a mirror to look in, you’re sure your lips would be reflective, as though it were a homemade lipgloss. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/kgnVJK4N/Ash-Toilet-cum.jpg]] “Now you’re really getting across that you’re a slut who not only likes the taste of cum, but enjoys playing with it, and being seen as being such a whore. What next?” [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Drip cum into mouth]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Dip a finger in and suck it]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Wipe up cum and eat it]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Lick up some cum from hand]] [[Ash Cum 4<-Lick lips]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Spread cum over face]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Paint lips with cum]]

Like you were licking your lips after a messy snack, you wipe your lips with your tongue, getting another taste of the cum there, but leaving enough on your lips to still create an impression. “It’s almost like flirting, but of course, this would happen far past that. Well, for a slut like you, maybe 10 minutes after, but still. What next?” [[Ash Cum 5<-Drip cum into mouth]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Dip a finger in and suck it]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Wipe up cum and eat it]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Lick up some cum from hand]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Lick lips]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Spread cum over face]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Paint lips with cum]]

Now, you decide to use the hand of cum more directly in showing off your cum connoisseurship. You raise it above your face, and tilt both that hand and your face. The cum slides teasingly slowly down your palm, and some off it doesn’t drop at all: it travels down your wrist instead. When the puddle of cum does decide to flow as intended, it does so in heavy drops that still dangle from your palm like a spider, or icicles from a frosty cave. The load slaps the side of your face before you reorient it into your mouth, where it pools up on your tongue. When the cum is split roughly evenly between the two, you stop pouring, letting <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash <<else>>Mistress $Ash <</if>> appreciate the sight that’s to be found in your cum coated mouth. “You look so hot right now, but you can’t just leave all that cum in there, can you?” She half-rhetorically asks, as though she wanted you to come up with a solution yourself. The answer comes when you let the jizz slide down your throat, like a self-flushing urinal. <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash <<else>>Mistress $Ash <</if>> smiles at the empty mouth you open up to let her see. “You look like a total whore right now. What next?” [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Drip cum into mouth]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Dip a finger in and suck it]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Wipe up cum and eat it]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Lick up some cum from hand]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Lick lips]] [[Ash Cum 6<-Spread cum over face]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Paint lips with cum]]

With the remaining half a cup of semen, you dial your slutty gear to maximum, and decide to throw any thoughts of grace out of the window. Using your hand like a paint roller, you run it along your face, decorating it in the sticky substance. <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash <<else>>Mistress $Ash <</if>> is smiling at the sultry display, almost giggling at what you’ve done to yourself for her approval. “Could you imagine how you would have reacted when we first met if I told you what I’d be getting you to do for me?” <<if $Home is 1>>//Probably call you crazy. I’d be right.//<<else>>//I can’t believe I ever thought of Mistress as anything less than divinity manifest//<</if>> “What next?” [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Drip cum into mouth]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Dip a finger in and suck it]] [[Ash Cum 7<-Wipe up cum and eat it]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Lick up some cum from hand]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Lick lips]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Spread cum over face]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Paint lips with cum]]

<<set $AshCumGame to 1>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/nh0XCrjy/Ash-Toilet-cum-2.jpg]] Using both your hands to finish your task, you swipe the cum from your face before it has a chance to dry, collecting it and then sucking your fingers clean. The process repeats itself until you’ve cleaned your face entirely, almost like a cat would. The degenerative display of depraved desire impresses <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash <<else>>Mistress $Ash <</if>>, who cackles at you milking every last drop from your meal. “Good sissy, very good. You’ve shown up pornstars with how quickly you’ve mastered being such a whore. You should be proud.” <<if $Home is 1>>Strangely enough, you somewhat are. //If only I were paid like a pornstar// $Ash laughs some more about how quickly you’ve adapted to your role in life, before leaving to go to class. After checking your face and clothing is free of cum in the mirror, you follow suit. [[14-3d<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1]]\ <<else>> //I’m always happy to impress Mistress// Your goddess laughs some more about how submissive you are, and how quickly you picked up such an intricate skill, before she sadly has to go to another lesson. [[14-3d<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1, $Stress to $Stress + 1]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 8>><<set $M to 0>>\ <<if $Home is 1>>The other students file in around you, most notably, your trainer and one of your keyholders, $Ash .\ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. You can’t imagine how hellish it would be if there weren’t anyone but you two to face Miss $Gray ‘s wrath.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>Your eyes are locked on the door like you’re an eager bird watcher, seeking the beautiful creature that would light up your day by their presence. For you, that delightful moment arrives when Mistress $Ash walks into the classroom, sitting next to you, instantly filling you with joy.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. Whilst you're waiting, $Gray2 smiles at you, encouraging you for the day ahead. You do the best you can for the woman who has the responsibility of feminizing you.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMzGh6KR/Desk-Ash.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $Home is 1>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash ). Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>><<set $Stress to $Stress - 2>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her. Thoughts of Miss $Gray are annoying, though, since you’d much rather be thinking about the goddess right next to you. Being around Mistress $Ash , even when you’re forbidden from talking to her, is like nirvana for a submissive slave like yourself. Even more irritating than the thought of Miss $Gray knaving you from thought of your queen, is when she takes a more deliberate approach of separating you from Mistress, which she enforces by demanding you stop looking towards her.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash .) Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>Likely thanks to your transformed relationship with her, $Gray2 barely bothers you through the class. It seems she knows feminizing you is taxing enough without giving you the further stress of a torrent of questions. Besides, she did admit to giving you far better grades than you deserve. All this isn’t to say she extends the same favor to $Ash , who she practically bullies with questions for an hour. To her credit, she does as she said you must. $Ash fulfills the role of a perfect student well. She answers every question with an almost obsessive level of detail. Having close relationships with both women is a complex situation to be in, especially when they both seem intent on screwing the other one over. A day may come when you have to truly decide between them, unless a third option presents itself. <</if>> <<if $HeelSurg is 1 and $ShoesC is 1>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>The lack of high heels propping up your feet is already causing great distress in your legs. <</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>The butt plug occupying your rear leaves your mind racing with dirty thoughts. <</if>><<if $Boobs gt 5 and $Bra is 0>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>Your prominent boobs do bother you. You're both worried about your nipples blushing over being stared at, and your budding breasts having no support. At this size, they really require it. <</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8 and $BlackmailVibrator is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>It’s inevitable with how horny you are, that your mind, and your eyes, will wander. When they do rest on the bodies of your peers, a not quite pleasant vibration shoots through your chastity cage. It serves to stop you looking at the other students, but not for long. After several jolts over the period, you’re left even hornier.<<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 1 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 3 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 2>>With how horny you are, you could very easily let your eyes wander to the other students, but when she’s around, you only have eyes for her.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class.If $Gray2 notices, she doesn’t seem to care.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is not 2>>You manage to pay attention during the lesson, taking notes and listening diligently.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is 2>>With Mistress $Ash next to you, it’s hard to do anything productive during the lesson.<</if>> <<if $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>[[14-4 Gray<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>[[14-4 Ash<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<set $CumS to $CumS + 1>>\ <<if $Home is 2>>Rather than have to spend another hour without her company, Mistress $Ash kindly sought you out so that she might train you to be a better sissy.<<else>>It’s lunch, which might mean a moment to relax, but $Ash has other plans.<</if>> She leads you by the hand to a disused toilet. “You've got another chance to show off your desire for cum, sissy.” She takes out a transparent cup from her bag, containing a familiar looking liquid. “It’s not the real thing, sadly, but I learned of a neat trick to mimic the real thing, and I just so happened to have cooking class.” She takes off the lid, and lets you sniff the viscous liquid inside. It even smells like the real thing too. “What are you waiting for? Get on your knees, and give me a display.” <<if $Home is 1>>With no other choice, you do as commanded, kneeling on the uncomfortable floor, making you look up at $Ash .<<else>>Eager to do Mistress’ bidding, you kneel on the hard floor, forcing you to look up towards your Goddess.<</if>> “Now stick out your hand, slut. Show me that cum whore inside you.” The warm jizz droops down into your left hand, leaving you with a choice of how to impress <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash<<else>>Mistress $Ash<</if>>. If she wants you to really make a show off it, she probably wouldn’t appreciate it if you immediately swallowed it all. [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Drip cum into mouth]] [[Ash Cum 1<-Dip a finger in and suck it]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Wipe up cum and eat it]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Lick up some cum from hand]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Lick lips]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Spread cum over face]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Paint lips with cum]]

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<set $CumS to $CumS + 1, $AnalS to $AnalS + 1>>\ <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of $Gray2 the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>You arrive in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray , nervously awaiting your lunchtime training.<</if>> <<if $Home is 4>>“I hope you're ready for some more cum training, girls.”\ <<else>>“I hope you're ready for some more cum training.”<</if>> She waltzes out from behind her desk. She’s dressed in her usual stunning attire, even with the strapon that you’ve become accustomed to. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/dtcYRM7v/Gray-strap-on-skirt.jpg]] <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>”Now, both of you, strip!” You’re no stranger to doing this in front of $Gray2 thanks to her daily inspection, and $Ash benignly follows suit. \ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>”Now, both of you, strip!” You’re no stranger to doing this in front of Miss $Gray thanks to her daily inspection, and $Ash benignly follows suit. \ <<else>>”Now, strip!” You do as commanded. You’d almost find the order a little dull with how much you shed your clothes in front of Miss $Gray were your mind not more focused on the bottle of synthetic cum.<</if>> <<if $ButtPlug is 1>> ”You won’t be needing this.” A violent jostle from your rear sends your faux calmness flying out the window as your teacher yanks the butt plug occupying your asshole out. You silently curse her for doing it without any warning, but at least your butt will handle the upcoming penetration from a much more active toy much better.<</if>> “We’re going to be so busy today that we don’t have time for a warmup. Isn’t that a shame?” She sarcastically quips. \ <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>”$Ash , you’ll go first. I’m sure you’ve swallowed much more cum than $name has, so you’re going to set a great example for her, aren’t you?” Your friend holds back her true feelings, and instead looks up, perfectly smiling at your teacher. “Yes, Miss $Gray .” “Good girl. Now, open wide.” $Ash obediently does as she’s told, sucking on the dildo with surprising voracity. It seems like the longer she’s in her chastity belt, the more impatient she’s getting, until she just wants these lunchtime training sessions to be over, so she tries to give such a good blowjob that $Gray2 might be satisfied sooner. Of course, maybe being unable to orgasm makes her actually want to suck the fake cock, even if it is attached to the woman she most despises. “That’s a good whore. How about you tell me how much you love my dildo before I fill your mouth?” “I…I love your cock, Miss $Gray . I think about it all day, and I just want it inside of me. And when I actually get a chance to have it, I get so wet inside my chastity belt.” Your teacher is grinning from ear to ear. “I’m actually starting to believe you. You’ve earned your reward.” Like a treat to a well behaved pet, your teacher takes the bottle of cum, and squirts a heavy load into $Ash ‘s wide mouth. It’s far more than you would have ever cum in a single load, and it trumps some of the most alpha pornstars you’ve seen. “But no swallowing. I want that semen still in your mouth when I’m done fucking you. Do you understand?” $Ash closes her mouth and nods. Going second in this training, you’ve no idea if the fake cum tastes like its real counterpart. $Gray2 has $Ash lean over a table like she did before. She positions herself perfectly behind her, and enters the awaiting asshole, with the only thing serving as lubricant being the saliva $Ash slobbered over it. Even with the lack of a warmup, $Ash doesn’t wince at the hard phallus entering her, either because it actually doesn’t bother her, or because she doesn’t want $Gray2 to have the satisfaction of thinking it does. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/QdmWd686/Gray-anal-training.jpg]] The anal pounding goes on just as it did before: $Gray2 teases $Ash with her words, while $Ash is left moaning at the dildo ravaging her rear, only now unable to open her mouth. Your teacher, interestingly, loses patience fairly quickly. Perhaps not getting the rise out of $Ash that she wants is the reason she pulls out so soon, or maybe it’s because she’s more interested in training you. Either way, the succinct fucking and withdrawl leaves $Ash shocked, and almost looking disappointed. $Gray2 spins her around, and inspects her mouth, and if it’s still full, as though she were a perverted dentist. “Hmm, perhaps a couple drops of cum escaped. You did adequately, $Ash .” Your friend shrugs off the derision, surely proud of herself for not snapping at your teacher. “You may swallow now.” There’s a heavy gulp, followed by $Ash showing off her now empty mouth. $Gray2 looks pleased. “I’ve wasted enough time on you today. $name , it’s your turn.” On your knees, with your eyes just above the dildo you’ve become intimately familiar with as of late, you suck it without having to be told to begin. Of course, it’s more than lubed up already, so it’s mostly a formality, but you know $Gray2 enjoys her routines. Eventually, she decides your mouth has had enough cock today, and it’s time for it to enjoy something else. With the bottle of cum in her hands, she squirts first a little, then a lot, and then almost a mouthful’s worth of fake jizz in your waiting mouth, with hardly any warning. The texture and taste is intimidating in such a large amount, and you’d almost spit some out were it not for your teacher’s finger on your lips. “I don’t want a single spilled drop, sweetie. This is something you need to get good at.” Though she justifies it as training, you’re sure the extra amount of cum was because of $Gray2 ‘s anger at $Ash misapplied to you. Your teacher positions you over a table and places herself and her spit-covered dildo behind your butt. The first thrust inside you is sudden, and almost makes you gasp in shock, but, surprisingly, no cum leaves your mouth. After that, it doesn’t take Miss $Gray long to start thrusting properly, and that’s when you’re met with the hardest task you’ve ever had since starting at Farrix - harder than any homework or assignment, $Gray2 ‘s included. After being locked in a chastity cage for most of your recent memory, it’s natural that you’re going to enjoy, love even, being fucked in the ass, but the desire to moan is so great that you have no idea how the cum could possibly stay in your mouth. Even after the 10th or so thrust, you’re sure the feat is impossible. You start to go glassy eyed, and zone out thinking about nothing - only enjoying the experience. Evidently, you were moaning more than you thought you were when $Gray2 pounded your ass before. It’s so hard to concentrate on not letting cum slip out of your mouth, you don’t even get close to letting any slip out of your chastity cage. Your teacher continues fucking you into oblivion, your brain likely resembling a warm paste from your lack of thoughts. Eventually, though, the dildo extracts itself from your bereaving butthole. “Now, let me see your mouth. If there’s any cum that’s slipped out, I’m going to be annoyed, sissy.” While you can feel the stains of dried cum staining your chin, $Gray2 either doesn’t notice, or doesn’t point it out. When you open your mouth for her, she smiles widely. “That’s exactly what I wanted to see. Be a good whore, and swallow it for me. Swallow all of it.” Slowly, you close your lips, and open the floodgates, allowing the cum to finally go down your throat. The taste is overwhelming in its strength. Perhaps a spoonful would’ve been manageable, but the small jug’s worth you had to take was too much for a cum virgin, and you cough, grimacing at the taste as it goes down. $Gray2 inspects the contents of your mouth, clearly pleased. “Good job, $name . That was just the first load of many.” $Ash and you recover, getting dressed too, whilst your teacher returns to her work. And in the few minutes spare between the start of your next lesson, you wonder whether it was you or $Ash that was lucky for $Gray2 preferring to fuck you.\ <<elseif $Home is 4>>”$name , you’ll be going first. I trust you’ll set a great example of obedience to $Ash , won’t you?” Your friend gives you an encouraging glance, and if she can play along with your teacher’s mind games, then so can you. “Yes, Miss $Gray .” “Good girl. Now, open wide.” You’re no stranger to this now, and letting your lips part for the fake phallus comes as naturally as stripping for your teacher in the morning. In fact, you’re more than going at the dildo; Miss $Gray seems a little stunned at your willingness to blow it. Of course, you pragmatically excuse it as making the proceeding anal pounding easier, but your teacher takes a great pride in the eagerness you show regardless. “That’s a good whore. How about you tell me how much you love my dildo before I fill your mouth?” “I…love your fake cock…Miss $Gray . And…I can’t wait for it to enter my ass.” “My my, you are an eager slut, I’ve certainly trained you well. But before that, you have to understand the main purpose of this teaching.” She grabs the bottle of fake cum, and squirts a droplet on the tip of her strapon. “Show me how much you want my cum, sissy.” Looking up at her, the expression she wears is the only one you could expect. She’s beaming with glee that she took you from a disappointing man, to a sissy slut, looking up at her with a tongue reaching towards the cum on her strapon. With another glance at the fake jizz, you envelop the head of the dildo with your mouth, taking the cum along with it. “Good. Now, swish it around in your mouth, and show me, $name . I want to see my cum in your mouth.” You let it mix with your saliva, and swirl it around, cheek to cheek, each time it floating over your tongue. You’re getting a clear taste of it, and almost annoyingly, it’s not awful, or even bad. Of course, that could change when you swallow it. Following Miss $Gray ‘s instructions, you open your mouth for her, showing off the contents. “What a hot display. I Think you’re ready for load number two.” With the bottle still in her hand, she squirts some directly into your mouth, and it’s so much you almost tell her to stop, but you obediently sit still, lest it dribble down your lips and chin, and then onto your clothes. When she’s done, your mouth feels at maximum capacity. “I want you to leave that cum in there, whore. Let it set and take up space inside you, exactly where it belongs. I don’t want you to even think about any leaking out, or about swallowing any of it. Understand?” You nod your head. “Good. Because now I’m going to fuck you, and no matter how good it feels, you can’t open your mouth to moan.” She has you lean over a desk, like you’re used to, and positions herself and her spit-covered dildo behind your butt. The first thrust inside you is sudden, and almost makes you gasp in shock, but no cum leaves your mouth. After that, it doesn’t take Miss $Gray long to start thrusting properly, and that’s when you’re met with the hardest task you’ve ever had since starting at Farrix - harder than any homework or assignment, Miss $Gray ‘s included. After being locked in a chastity cage for most of your recent memory, it’s natural that you’re going to enjoy, love even, being fucked in the ass, but the desire to moan is so great that you have no idea how the cum could possibly stay in your mouth. Even after the 10th or so thrust, you’re sure the feat is impossible. You start to go glassy eyed, and zone out thinking about nothing - only enjoying the experience. Evidently, you were moaning more than you thought you were when Miss $Gray pounded your ass before. Your teacher continues fucking you into oblivion, your brain likely resembling a warm paste from your lack of thoughts. Eventually, though, the dildo extracts itself from your bereaving butthole. Still dazed and confused, Miss $Gray spins you around, and insects your slightly agape mouth. Cum is drooling down your chin like melted ice cream and you hadn’t even noticed. By and large though, Miss $Gray seems impressed at the amount of cum still left in your mouth. “Not bad, slut. But now I want to see what any man would expect of you. I want you to swallow that load for me. All of it.” Still loopy from the pounding, you barely understand the words you hear, but understand the need to swallow the cum inside you regardless. With one hearty gulp, all that cum travels down your throat, causing a pungent taste that wakes you up with a jaunt. It’s a heavy, unmistakable taste, and one you’d want to wash down with some water, but of course, Miss $Gray wouldn’t allow that. “Good girl. I want you to get used to that taste. I want cum still on your breath by the end of the day, do you understand?” You blindly nod, hoping she doesn’t have any intention of actually checking. “Good. I’m sure you did much better than $Ash will.” Your teacher turns to her. “Care to prove me wrong?” $Ash snarkily gets into position on her knees and responds. “Oh, yes Miss $Gray , I can’t wait to be fucked by you!” “I’ll get that attitude out of you soon enough. Now, open wide for your treat.” With the same bottle of cum in her hand, she doesn’t just squirt some jizz into $Ash ‘s mouth: she’s downright trying to drown her! The cum pools up and almost begins overflowing, but Miss $Gray stops just short of that. Evidently, $Ash ‘s words struck a nerve, because it’s far more than you had to hold. Her mouth closes, and its fullness almost makes her look like a chipmunk stashing nuts. After that, your teacher wastes no time in positioning the source of her frustration on a table, and lunging the dildo inside in a single swoop, immediately causing an expression of shock on $Ash ‘s face. It almost makes her drop some cum, but she calms herself as the fucking begins. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/QdmWd686/Gray-anal-training.jpg]] Just like you did, $Ash struggles to hold in the cum whilst also moaning. “Where’s that attitude of yours now, $Ash ?” “Mmmm!” Watching the fucking thankfully takes your attention away from the taste of cum in your mouth, on top of being the hot sight that it always was, and will continue to be. In fact, after seeing Miss $Gray being a top to someone else, you’re beginning to notice the signs that she’s getting tired. She’s leaning more on the table now, and is going at a less stable rhythm, but that doesn’t stop $Ash from sounding like she’s approaching an orgasm. “Mmm, MMM, harder!” Miss $Gray leans over, even more irritated. “How are you talking?” On the desk below $Ash ‘s face, there’s a puddle of cum. It seems you were a bigger slut than her, since you could handle it. “You dumb bitch, I gave you a command, and you disobey it?” Your teacher wraps a hand on the back of $Ash ‘s head, and uses it like a cloth, wiping her face against the pool of cum, smearing it over her cheeks, forehead, and even her hair. She then violently pulls out, which gets the biggest moan of all from $Ash . Miss $Gray takes off the dildo and returns to her work, permitting you and $Ash to get dressed again. “Great work today, $name . You should be proud.” Strangely, you are. Looking at $Ash , meanwhile, you see a crusty layer of dried cum has formed on most of her face, which she half-heartedly tries to brush away, too defeated to put in proper effort.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>”Now, get my cock wet, and then I’ll give you the cum you want so much.” With no choice in the matter, you go about sucking the cock exactly how you’ve been taught by Miss $Gray : first by wetting the tip, then by wrapping your lips around it from the side, and finally by letting it plunge down your throat proper. Thankfully, wetting the dildo with your mouth will not only serve to make the proceeding anal fucking go much easier, but having a well salivated mouth should make taking a load of cum go smoother too. “That’ll do” Miss $Gray begins, pulling out, though there’s still lines of spit connecting your mouth to her cock, “it’s time for your treat. Open wide!” With an agape mouth and nervous eyes, you watch your teacher squirt a slow dropping wad of cum straight inside of you. It pools up quickly, covering your tongue. “Good slut. But here’s the challenge sissy: you can’t swallow until I tell you, understand?” You slowly nod, closing your mouth. “I’m going to fuck you senseless, and when I’m done, I want you to show me that full load, and then you may swallow it for me.” She positions you in a familiar stance - face down over a desk - and lines up the dildo with your rear. “I hope you gave that quick blowjob your all.” The head of the dildo rams into you with zero chance of anticipation, and a pained moan leaves your mouth, though it manages to stay closed. Miss $Gray lets your nerves increase by not thrusting, playing with your hair a little. The moment’s so palpable that you almost ask her to begin her pounding, but that proves to be unnecessary as her hips slowly slide into 1st gear. It hurts slightly at first, naturally, but you quickly acclimatize to the dildo, your prior experiences of anal sex the past week helping. “How do you like that, slut? Are you wanting to ask me to go harder? Well too bad, this isn’t about you, it’s about the man that’ll be abusing your hole. It’s your job to worry about other things, like if your makeup is holding up, if you’ll need to change lingerie for the next man to come along, or in this case, to not let that cum leave your mouth.” Uncontrollable moans resonate from you, and it takes great strength to not open your mouth to voice them further, but strangely, the fact that you can’t hurts, even more so than when the dildo was first thrusting without any warm up. And as Miss $Gray begins pounding faster, you feel even more pained at being unable to voice your approval, or ask for it to go even faster, or even to thank your teacher for helping you experience such a heavenly sensation; Muffled moans are the best you can offer, but they seem to do their job in encouraging Miss $Gray . The pounding goes on for some time, a concept which escapes your lust-filled mind, and while you do constantly feel on the verge of squirting something from your chastity cage, the moment never comes, likely because you’re far too busy trying not to lose any of the cum in your mouth. Afterall, the best way to show appreciation for Miss $Gray ‘s great dick is to follow her instructions. “That’s enough for today, slut.” She pulls out, leaving your quivering anus in a state of sadness. Your teacher wastes no time in yanking your head off the table, and inspecting your mouth, which remained loyally closed and clamped shut, despite the great temptations to open it. “Good, it doesn’t look like you spilled a single drop. But I want to make sure - open up and let me see the semen inside you.” Slowly, not wanting to drop any at the final hurdle, you do let Miss $Gray proudly gaze at the pool of cum still resting in your mouth, like you were nothing more than a glass for storing sexual fluids. Your teacher smiles, but she wants more still. “It’s not enough to just be able to hold it, you need to be able to swallow it too. So do it for me, swallow all of my semen in a single movement.” Nervously, your lips meet again, and with the curtain down, you open the floodgates, letting the cum travel down inside you properly, making you immediately balk at the strong taste. When your mouth opens again, Miss $Gray is even more pleased than before. “Good girl, I’m proud of you, $name . At this rate, you’d make a great sex toy in no time at all.” Blushing at the compliment, she returns to her desk, allowing you to get dressed, and trying to ignore the heavy taste of cum still lingering inside your mouth.<</if>> [[14-4d<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 2, $Stress to $Stress - 1]]

<<set $H to 8>><<set $M to 0>>\ <<if $Home is 1>>The other students file in around you, most notably, your trainer and one of your keyholders, $Ash .\ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. You can’t imagine how hellish it would be if there weren’t anyone but you two to face Miss $Gray ‘s wrath.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>Your eyes are locked on the door like you’re an eager bird watcher, seeking the beautiful creature that would light up your day by their presence. For you, that delightful moment arrives when Mistress $Ash walks into the classroom, sitting next to you, instantly filling you with joy.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. Whilst you're waiting, $Gray2 smiles at you, encouraging you for the day ahead. You do the best you can for the woman who has the responsibility of feminizing you.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMzGh6KR/Desk-Ash.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $Home is 1>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash ). Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>><<set $Stress to $Stress - 2>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her. Thoughts of Miss $Gray are annoying, though, since you’d much rather be thinking about the goddess right next to you. Being around Mistress $Ash , even when you’re forbidden from talking to her, is like nirvana for a submissive slave like yourself. Even more irritating than the thought of Miss $Gray knaving you from thought of your queen, is when she takes a more deliberate approach of separating you from Mistress, which she enforces by demanding you stop looking towards her.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash .) Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>Likely thanks to your transformed relationship with her, $Gray2 barely bothers you through the class. It seems she knows feminizing you is taxing enough without giving you the further stress of a torrent of questions. Besides, she did admit to giving you far better grades than you deserve. All this isn’t to say she extends the same favor to $Ash , who she practically bullies with questions for an hour. To her credit, she does as she said you must. $Ash fulfills the role of a perfect student well. She answers every question with an almost obsessive level of detail. Having close relationships with both women is a complex situation to be in, especially when they both seem intent on screwing the other one over. A day may come when you have to truly decide between them, unless a third option presents itself. <</if>> <<if $HeelSurg is 1 and $ShoesC is 1>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>The lack of high heels propping up your feet is already causing great distress in your legs. <</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>The butt plug occupying your rear leaves your mind racing with dirty thoughts. <</if>><<if $Boobs gt 5 and $Bra is 0>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>Your prominent boobs do bother you. You're both worried about your nipples blushing over being stared at, and your budding breasts having no support. At this size, they really require it. <</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8 and $BlackmailVibrator is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>It’s inevitable with how horny you are, that your mind, and your eyes, will wander. When they do rest on the bodies of your peers, a not quite pleasant vibration shoots through your chastity cage. It serves to stop you looking at the other students, but not for long. After several jolts over the period, you’re left even hornier.<<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 1 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 3 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 2>>With how horny you are, you could very easily let your eyes wander to the other students, but when she’s around, you only have eyes for her.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class.If $Gray2 notices, she doesn’t seem to care.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is not 2>>You manage to pay attention during the lesson, taking notes and listening diligently.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is 2>>With Mistress $Ash next to you, it’s hard to do anything productive during the lesson.<</if>> <<if $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>[[15-2 Gray<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $AshCumGame is 1>>[[15-2 Ash Normal<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>[[15-2 Ash Punish<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<set $CumS to $CumS + 1, $AnalS to $AnalS + 1>>\ <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of $Gray2 the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>You arrive in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray , nervously awaiting your lunchtime training.<</if>> <<if $Home is 4>>“I hope you're ready for some more cum training, girls.”\ <<else>>“I hope you're ready for some more cum training.”<</if>> She waltzes out from behind her desk. She’s dressed in her usual stunning attire, even with the strapon that you’ve become accustomed to. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/dtcYRM7v/Gray-strap-on-skirt.jpg]] <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>”Now, both of you, strip!” You’re no stranger to doing this in front of $Gray2 thanks to her daily inspection, and $Ash benignly follows suit. \ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>”Now, both of you, strip!” You’re no stranger to doing this in front of Miss $Gray thanks to her daily inspection, and $Ash benignly follows suit. \ <<else>>”Now, strip!” You do as commanded. You’d almost find the order a little dull with how much you shed your clothes in front of Miss $Gray were your mind not more focused on the bottle of synthetic cum.<</if>> <<if $ButtPlug is 1>> ”You won’t be needing this.” A violent jostle from your rear sends your faux calmness flying out the window as your teacher yanks the butt plug occupying your asshole out. You silently curse her for doing it without any warning, but at least your butt will handle the upcoming penetration from a much more active toy much better.<</if>> “We’re going to be so busy today that we don’t have time for a warmup. Isn’t that a shame?” She sarcastically quips. \ <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>”$Ash , you’ll go first. I’m sure you’ve swallowed much more cum than $name has, so you’re going to set a great example for her, aren’t you?” Your friend holds back her true feelings, and instead looks up, perfectly smiling at your teacher. “Yes, Miss $Gray .” “Good girl. Now, open wide.” $Ash obediently does as she’s told, sucking on the dildo with surprising voracity. It seems like the longer she’s in her chastity belt, the more impatient she’s getting, until she just wants these lunchtime training sessions to be over, so she tries to give such a good blowjob that $Gray2 might be satisfied sooner. Of course, maybe being unable to orgasm makes her actually want to suck the fake cock, even if it is attached to the woman she most despises. “That’s a good whore. How about you tell me how much you love my dildo before I fill your mouth?” “I…I love your cock, Miss $Gray . I think about it all day, and I just want it inside of me. And when I actually get a chance to have it, I get so wet inside my chastity belt.” Your teacher is grinning from ear to ear. “I’m actually starting to believe you. You’ve earned your reward.” Like a treat to a well behaved pet, your teacher takes the bottle of cum, and squirts a heavy load into $Ash ‘s wide mouth. It’s far more than you would have ever cum in a single load, and it trumps some of the most alpha pornstars you’ve seen. “But no swallowing. I want that semen still in your mouth when I’m done fucking you. Do you understand?” $Ash closes her mouth and nods. Going second in this training, you’ve no idea if the fake cum tastes like its real counterpart. $Gray2 has $Ash lean over a table like she did before. She positions herself perfectly behind her, and enters the awaiting asshole, with the only thing serving as lubricant being the saliva $Ash slobbered over it. Even with the lack of a warmup, $Ash doesn’t wince at the hard phallus entering her, either because it actually doesn’t bother her, or because she doesn’t want $Gray2 to have the satisfaction of thinking it does. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/QdmWd686/Gray-anal-training.jpg]] The anal pounding goes on just as it did before: $Gray2 teases $Ash with her words, while $Ash is left moaning at the dildo ravaging her rear, only now unable to open her mouth. Your teacher, interestingly, loses patience fairly quickly. Perhaps not getting the rise out of $Ash that she wants is the reason she pulls out so soon, or maybe it’s because she’s more interested in training you. Either way, the succinct fucking and withdrawl leaves $Ash shocked, and almost looking disappointed. $Gray2 spins her around, and inspects her mouth, and if it’s still full, as though she were a perverted dentist. “Hmm, perhaps a couple drops of cum escaped. You did adequately, $Ash .” Your friend shrugs off the derision, surely proud of herself for not snapping at your teacher. “You may swallow now.” There’s a heavy gulp, followed by $Ash showing off her now empty mouth. $Gray2 looks pleased. “I’ve wasted enough time on you today. $name , it’s your turn.” On your knees, with your eyes just above the dildo you’ve become intimately familiar with as of late, you suck it without having to be told to begin. Of course, it’s more than lubed up already, so it’s mostly a formality, but you know $Gray2 enjoys her routines. Eventually, she decides your mouth has had enough cock today, and it’s time for it to enjoy something else. With the bottle of cum in her hands, she squirts first a little, then a lot, and then almost a mouthful’s worth of fake jizz in your waiting mouth, with hardly any warning. The texture and taste is intimidating in such a large amount, and you’d almost spit some out were it not for your teacher’s finger on your lips. “I don’t want a single spilled drop, sweetie. This is something you need to get good at.” Though she justifies it as training, you’re sure the extra amount of cum was because of $Gray2 ‘s anger at $Ash misapplied to you. Your teacher positions you over a table and places herself and her spit-covered dildo behind your butt. The first thrust inside you is sudden, and almost makes you gasp in shock, but, surprisingly, no cum leaves your mouth. After that, it doesn’t take Miss $Gray long to start thrusting properly, and that’s when you’re met with the hardest task you’ve ever had since starting at Farrix - harder than any homework or assignment, $Gray2 ‘s included. After being locked in a chastity cage for most of your recent memory, it’s natural that you’re going to enjoy, love even, being fucked in the ass, but the desire to moan is so great that you have no idea how the cum could possibly stay in your mouth. Even after the 10th or so thrust, you’re sure the feat is impossible. You start to go glassy eyed, and zone out thinking about nothing - only enjoying the experience. Evidently, you were moaning more than you thought you were when $Gray2 pounded your ass before. It’s so hard to concentrate on not letting cum slip out of your mouth, you don’t even get close to letting any slip out of your chastity cage. Your teacher continues fucking you into oblivion, your brain likely resembling a warm paste from your lack of thoughts. Eventually, though, the dildo extracts itself from your bereaving butthole. “Now, let me see your mouth. If there’s any cum that’s slipped out, I’m going to be annoyed, sissy.” While you can feel the stains of dried cum staining your chin, $Gray2 either doesn’t notice, or doesn’t point it out. When you open your mouth for her, she smiles widely. “That’s exactly what I wanted to see. Be a good whore, and swallow it for me. Swallow all of it.” Slowly, you close your lips, and open the floodgates, allowing the cum to finally go down your throat. The taste is overwhelming in its strength. Perhaps a spoonful would’ve been manageable, but the small jug’s worth you had to take was too much for a cum virgin, and you cough, grimacing at the taste as it goes down. $Gray2 inspects the contents of your mouth, clearly pleased. “Good job, $name . That was just the first load of many.” $Ash and you recover, getting dressed too, whilst your teacher returns to her work. And in the few minutes spare between the start of your next lesson, you wonder whether it was you or $Ash that was lucky for $Gray2 preferring to fuck you.\ <<elseif $Home is 4>>”$name , you’ll be going first. I trust you’ll set a great example of obedience to $Ash , won’t you?” Your friend gives you an encouraging glance, and if she can play along with your teacher’s mind games, then so can you. “Yes, Miss $Gray .” “Good girl. Now, open wide.” You’re no stranger to this now, and letting your lips part for the fake phallus comes as naturally as stripping for your teacher in the morning. In fact, you’re more than going at the dildo; Miss $Gray seems a little stunned at your willingness to blow it. Of course, you pragmatically excuse it as making the proceeding anal pounding easier, but your teacher takes a great pride in the eagerness you show regardless. “That’s a good whore. How about you tell me how much you love my dildo before I fill your mouth?” “I…love your fake cock…Miss $Gray . And…I can’t wait for it to enter my ass.” “My my, you are an eager slut, I’ve certainly trained you well. But before that, you have to understand the main purpose of this teaching.” She grabs the bottle of fake cum, and squirts a droplet on the tip of her strapon. “Show me how much you want my cum, sissy.” Looking up at her, the expression she wears is the only one you could expect. She’s beaming with glee that she took you from a disappointing man, to a sissy slut, looking up at her with a tongue reaching towards the cum on her strapon. With another glance at the fake jizz, you envelop the head of the dildo with your mouth, taking the cum along with it. “Good. Now, swish it around in your mouth, and show me, $name . I want to see my cum in your mouth.” You let it mix with your saliva, and swirl it around, cheek to cheek, each time it floating over your tongue. You’re getting a clear taste of it, and almost annoyingly, it’s not awful, or even bad. Of course, that could change when you swallow it. Following Miss $Gray ‘s instructions, you open your mouth for her, showing off the contents. “What a hot display. I Think you’re ready for load number two.” With the bottle still in her hand, she squirts some directly into your mouth, and it’s so much you almost tell her to stop, but you obediently sit still, lest it dribble down your lips and chin, and then onto your clothes. When she’s done, your mouth feels at maximum capacity. “I want you to leave that cum in there, whore. Let it set and take up space inside you, exactly where it belongs. I don’t want you to even think about any leaking out, or about swallowing any of it. Understand?” You nod your head. “Good. Because now I’m going to fuck you, and no matter how good it feels, you can’t open your mouth to moan.” She has you lean over a desk, like you’re used to, and positions herself and her spit-covered dildo behind your butt. The first thrust inside you is sudden, and almost makes you gasp in shock, but no cum leaves your mouth. After that, it doesn’t take Miss $Gray long to start thrusting properly, and that’s when you’re met with the hardest task you’ve ever had since starting at Farrix - harder than any homework or assignment, Miss $Gray ‘s included. After being locked in a chastity cage for most of your recent memory, it’s natural that you’re going to enjoy, love even, being fucked in the ass, but the desire to moan is so great that you have no idea how the cum could possibly stay in your mouth. Even after the 10th or so thrust, you’re sure the feat is impossible. You start to go glassy eyed, and zone out thinking about nothing - only enjoying the experience. Evidently, you were moaning more than you thought you were when Miss $Gray pounded your ass before. Your teacher continues fucking you into oblivion, your brain likely resembling a warm paste from your lack of thoughts. Eventually, though, the dildo extracts itself from your bereaving butthole. Still dazed and confused, Miss $Gray spins you around, and insects your slightly agape mouth. Cum is drooling down your chin like melted ice cream and you hadn’t even noticed. By and large though, Miss $Gray seems impressed at the amount of cum still left in your mouth. “Not bad, slut. But now I want to see what any man would expect of you. I want you to swallow that load for me. All of it.” Still loopy from the pounding, you barely understand the words you hear, but understand the need to swallow the cum inside you regardless. With one hearty gulp, all that cum travels down your throat, causing a pungent taste that wakes you up with a jaunt. It’s a heavy, unmistakable taste, and one you’d want to wash down with some water, but of course, Miss $Gray wouldn’t allow that. “Good girl. I want you to get used to that taste. I want cum still on your breath by the end of the day, do you understand?” You blindly nod, hoping she doesn’t have any intention of actually checking. “Good. I’m sure you did much better than $Ash will.” Your teacher turns to her. “Care to prove me wrong?” $Ash snarkily gets into position on her knees and responds. “Oh, yes Miss $Gray , I can’t wait to be fucked by you!” “I’ll get that attitude out of you soon enough. Now, open wide for your treat.” With the same bottle of cum in her hand, she doesn’t just squirt some jizz into $Ash ‘s mouth: she’s downright trying to drown her! The cum pools up and almost begins overflowing, but Miss $Gray stops just short of that. Evidently, $Ash ‘s words struck a nerve, because it’s far more than you had to hold. Her mouth closes, and its fullness almost makes her look like a chipmunk stashing nuts. After that, your teacher wastes no time in positioning the source of her frustration on a table, and lunging the dildo inside in a single swoop, immediately causing an expression of shock on $Ash ‘s face. It almost makes her drop some cum, but she calms herself as the fucking begins. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/QdmWd686/Gray-anal-training.jpg]] Just like you did, $Ash struggles to hold in the cum whilst also moaning. “Where’s that attitude of yours now, $Ash ?” “Mmmm!” Watching the fucking thankfully takes your attention away from the taste of cum in your mouth, on top of being the hot sight that it always was, and will continue to be. In fact, after seeing Miss $Gray being a top to someone else, you’re beginning to notice the signs that she’s getting tired. She’s leaning more on the table now, and is going at a less stable rhythm, but that doesn’t stop $Ash from sounding like she’s approaching an orgasm. “Mmm, MMM, harder!” Miss $Gray leans over, even more irritated. “How are you talking?” On the desk below $Ash ‘s face, there’s a puddle of cum. It seems you were a bigger slut than her, since you could handle it. “You dumb bitch, I gave you a command, and you disobey it?” Your teacher wraps a hand on the back of $Ash ‘s head, and uses it like a cloth, wiping her face against the pool of cum, smearing it over her cheeks, forehead, and even her hair. She then violently pulls out, which gets the biggest moan of all from $Ash . Miss $Gray takes off the dildo and returns to her work, permitting you and $Ash to get dressed again. “Great work today, $name . You should be proud.” Strangely, you are. Looking at $Ash , meanwhile, you see a crusty layer of dried cum has formed on most of her face, which she half-heartedly tries to brush away, too defeated to put in proper effort.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>”Now, get my cock wet, and then I’ll give you the cum you want so much.” With no choice in the matter, you go about sucking the cock exactly how you’ve been taught by Miss $Gray : first by wetting the tip, then by wrapping your lips around it from the side, and finally by letting it plunge down your throat proper. Thankfully, wetting the dildo with your mouth will not only serve to make the proceeding anal fucking go much easier, but having a well salivated mouth should make taking a load of cum go smoother too. “That’ll do” Miss $Gray begins, pulling out, though there’s still lines of spit connecting your mouth to her cock, “it’s time for your treat. Open wide!” With an agape mouth and nervous eyes, you watch your teacher squirt a slow dropping wad of cum straight inside of you. It pools up quickly, covering your tongue. “Good slut. But here’s the challenge sissy: you can’t swallow until I tell you, understand?” You slowly nod, closing your mouth. “I’m going to fuck you senseless, and when I’m done, I want you to show me that full load, and then you may swallow it for me.” She positions you in a familiar stance - face down over a desk - and lines up the dildo with your rear. “I hope you gave that quick blowjob your all.” The head of the dildo rams into you with zero chance of anticipation, and a pained moan leaves your mouth, though it manages to stay closed. Miss $Gray lets your nerves increase by not thrusting, playing with your hair a little. The moment’s so palpable that you almost ask her to begin her pounding, but that proves to be unnecessary as her hips slowly slide into 1st gear. It hurts slightly at first, naturally, but you quickly acclimatize to the dildo, your prior experiences of anal sex the past week helping. “How do you like that, slut? Are you wanting to ask me to go harder? Well too bad, this isn’t about you, it’s about the man that’ll be abusing your hole. It’s your job to worry about other things, like if your makeup is holding up, if you’ll need to change lingerie for the next man to come along, or in this case, to not let that cum leave your mouth.” Uncontrollable moans resonate from you, and it takes great strength to not open your mouth to voice them further, but strangely, the fact that you can’t hurts, even more so than when the dildo was first thrusting without any warm up. And as Miss $Gray begins pounding faster, you feel even more pained at being unable to voice your approval, or ask for it to go even faster, or even to thank your teacher for helping you experience such a heavenly sensation; Muffled moans are the best you can offer, but they seem to do their job in encouraging Miss $Gray . The pounding goes on for some time, a concept which escapes your lust-filled mind, and while you do constantly feel on the verge of squirting something from your chastity cage, the moment never comes, likely because you’re far too busy trying not to lose any of the cum in your mouth. Afterall, the best way to show appreciation for Miss $Gray ‘s great dick is to follow her instructions. “That’s enough for today, slut.” She pulls out, leaving your quivering anus in a state of sadness. Your teacher wastes no time in yanking your head off the table, and inspecting your mouth, which remained loyally closed and clamped shut, despite the great temptations to open it. “Good, it doesn’t look like you spilled a single drop. But I want to make sure - open up and let me see the semen inside you.” Slowly, not wanting to drop any at the final hurdle, you do let Miss $Gray proudly gaze at the pool of cum still resting in your mouth, like you were nothing more than a glass for storing sexual fluids. Your teacher smiles, but she wants more still. “It’s not enough to just be able to hold it, you need to be able to swallow it too. So do it for me, swallow all of my semen in a single movement.” Nervously, your lips meet again, and with the curtain down, you open the floodgates, letting the cum travel down inside you properly, making you immediately balk at the strong taste. When your mouth opens again, Miss $Gray is even more pleased than before. “Good girl, I’m proud of you, $name . At this rate, you’d make a great sex toy in no time at all.” Blushing at the compliment, she returns to her desk, allowing you to get dressed, and trying to ignore the heavy taste of cum still lingering inside your mouth.<</if>> [[15-2d<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 2, $Stress to $Stress - 1]]

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<set $CumS to $CumS + 1>>\ <<if $Home is 2>>Rather than have to spend another hour without her company, Mistress $Ash kindly sought you out so that she might train you to be a better sissy.<<else>>It’s lunch, which might mean a moment to relax, but $Ash has other plans.<</if>> She leads you by the hand to a disused toilet. “You've got another chance to show off your desire for cum, sissy.” She takes out a transparent cup from her bag, containing a familiar looking liquid. “It’s not the real thing, sadly, but I learned of a neat trick to mimic the real thing, and I just so happened to have cooking class.” She takes off the lid, and lets you sniff the viscous liquid inside. It even smells like the real thing too. “What are you waiting for? Get on your knees, and give me a display.” <<if $Home is 1>>With no other choice, you do as commanded, kneeling on the uncomfortable floor, making you look up at $Ash .<<else>>Eager to do Mistress’ bidding, you kneel on the hard floor, forcing you to look up towards your Goddess.<</if>> “Now stick out your hand, slut. Show me that cum whore inside you.” The warm jizz droops down into your left hand, leaving you with a choice of how to impress <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash<<else>>Mistress $Ash<</if>>. If she wants you to really make a show off it, she probably wouldn’t appreciate it if you immediately swallowed it all. [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Drip cum into mouth]] [[Ash Cum 1<-Dip a finger in and suck it]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Wipe up cum and eat it]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Lick up some cum from hand]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Lick lips]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Spread cum over face]] [[Ash Cum Wrong<-Paint lips with cum]]

<<set $AshCumGame to 2>>\ <<if $Home is 1>>You don’t appreciate or approve of being punished, but when it’s going to happen regardless of your input, you might as well accept it without a fight, which $Ash smiles at, seeing yet another display of your submission. “Good girl.”\ <<else>>With her obvious disappointment, it’s clear you deserve to be punished, so you’re glad to accept it, especially if it provides Mistress $Ash with some amount of satisfaction. “Good girl.”<</if>> She retrieves something from her bag. It’s almost the same cup of cum you’ve come to expect, only this time it’s supersized: a jug filled to the brim, and even leaking down the side, with her recipe for fake cum. $Ash removes the lid, immediately letting its unmistakable scent into the air. There’s a wicked smile that forms across her beautiful face, before she dumps the bucket of cum right into your face and hair. . You react with static shock, like you were just splashed with a puddle of water from a passing car. Your face is coated with the stuff, and your hair feels ten times as heavy. Amazed that she really just doused you with the faux semen, your mouth opens, accidentally allowing the cum slide down into it. <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash does nothing but laugh at the pathetic sight in front of her, clearly proud of herself. She doesn’t even feel the need to lecture you anymore - she knows the act alone is enough. She strolls out of the toilet, leaving you alone in your smelly, sticky mess.\ <<else>>Mistress $Ash does nothing but laugh at the humiliating visage to be had, evidently proud of herself. The punishment, if it intended to make you feel even worse, was a resounding success. She strolls out of the toilet, leaving you alone in your smelly, sticky mess.<</if>> You spend the rest of the period trying to remove any trace of the cum from your body, but without a towel, it’s hard to wash the improvised hair gel from your hair, and it’s laid in so heavy on your skin that it might somehow be preferable to reek of, and appear a massive whore for, cum, than stress out trying to get rid off it anymore. When the bell does ring, you brace yourself for what should be an interesting rest of the day. [[15-2d Ash Cum Lesson<-Continue]]

<<set $AshCumGame to 3>>\ “”Expert training?” You’ve done nothing but yell at me whenever I do anything wrong, and threaten me to do better! You're the worst teacher I’ve ever had - even Miss $Gray is better . If you really wanted to show me how to take cum, why don’t you give me a demonstration. Your pretty face is clearly the only good thing you’ve got going for you.” $Ash seems to have at least picked something up from Miss $Gray - maintaining a calm exterior when interiorally infuriated. “You want to know why your words aren’t bothering me right now, sissy? It’s because I know that no matter how much you fight back and resist, the result will still be the same. The path still ends with you being at my knees, sucking all the cocks I want you too. Just like you put on the uniform when I asked you to, you’ll accept your place again soon enough, and on that day, we’ll laugh at the times you argued with me.” She retrieves something from her bag. It’s almost the same cup of cum you’ve come to expect, only this time it’s supersized: a jug filled to the brim, and even leaking down the side, with her recipe for fake cum. $Ash removes the lid, immediately letting its unmistakable scent into the air. “And even if I were a little annoyed, this’ll make me feel better.” Like she was trying to put out a fire, she empties the bucket onto you, coating you head to toe in sticky cum. Your hair is instantly matted by the substance, while your face looks like you're attempting some beauty cleansing. You managed to close your eyes before you were struck, but your eyelashes are coated with the stuff, with droplets hanging down in front of your view almost comically. More annoying than your face, though, is how it’s drying in your clothing. Your blouse is now transparent, providing a clear view to the other side. Despite the color of your skirt, it’s still obvious that it’s soaked. Your hosiery, however, is hit the worst. The thin material means you feel it grossly against your legs, but also lets it trickle down all the way to your feet. “It would’ve just been reserved for your face had you been quiet and accepted your punishment, but now you’ll have to sit in the mess of your own doing for the rest of the day.” $Ash even puts the jug upside on your head to let the last few drops cover you, before exiting, not even having the courtesy to be hasty about it; she knew you wouldn’t react to her cruel act. You spend the rest of the limited time before the next lesson trying to get rid of the cum, but your clothes are thoroughly soaked, and without a proper towel, you’re only diluting the cum, not getting rid of it. When the bell does ring, you brace yourself for what should be an interesting rest of the day. [[15-2d Ash Cum Lesson<-Continue]]

<<if $Horny gt 10>><<set $Horny to 10>><</if>>\ <<if $Stress gt 10>><<set $Stress to 10>><</if>>\ <<set $H to 13>>\ <<if $AshCumGame is 2>>When you walk into your next class, math, the class’ cumulative attention shifts towards the strange scent from the moment it wafts, along with its host, into the room. Everyone can identify it as cum, even if they’ve never smelled it in such a large quantity. Even your teacher has to hold back saying something when you nervously dash past him to your seat. If there ever were a doubt as to what the scent is, suspicions would be confirmed whenever a curious set of eyes met your face. Once the class gets over the initial shock of there being a cum whore in their midst just coming back from filming a gukkon video, the giggles begin, though they try to be subtle about it, not wanting to be told off by your teacher. Some of them even take to pulling their blouse up onto their nose to lessen the smell. When Mr Vils allows you to start work independently, you try to immerse yourself in the fun world of mathematics, because any distraction is better than hearing the murmurs of “slut” and “cum dumpster”.\ <<elseif $AshCumGame is 3>>When you walk into your next class, math, the class’ cumulative attention shifts towards the strange scent from the moment it wafts, along with its host, into the room. Everyone can identify it as cum, even if they’ve never smelled it in such a large quantity. Even your teacher has to hold back saying something when you nervously dash past him to your seat. If there ever were a doubt as to what the scent is, suspicions would be confirmed whenever a curious set of eyes met your face and your soaked clothes. Your blouse makes you look like you just participated in a wet t-shirt contest, and despite how wet you are, you still feel like a loser. Once the class gets over the initial shock of there being a cum whore in their midst just coming back from filming a gukkon video, the giggles begin, though they try to be subtle about it, not wanting to be told off by your teacher. Some of them even take to pulling their blouse up onto their nose to lessen the smell. One girl, trying to be nice, whispers to you in the middle of the lesson. “Hey, umm, I have a spare blouse if you’d like to borrow it.” The kind display causes a raucous uproar of laughter from the class, and you shake your head at the offer. When Mr Vils allows you to start work independently, you try to immerse yourself in the fun world of mathematics, because any distraction is better than hearing the murmurs of “slut” and “cum dumpster”.<</if>> When the lesson ends, you're the first one out the door, head straight down towards the ground, where you wish you were buried right now. <<if $GrayLunchFail gt 0 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Day3 is 2 or $GrayLunchFail gt 1 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Day3 is 2>>[[15-2e Punish<-Continue][$H to 16]]\ <<elseif $GrayLunchFail lt 2>>[[15-2f<-Continue][$H to 16, $UniformUn to 1, $Top to 0, $Bottom to 0, $Outfit to 0, $UniformUn to 1, $HosieryUn to 1, $GarterUn to 1, $BraUn to 1, $ShoesUn to 1]]<</if>>

<<set $GrayLunchFail to 0>>\ While Miss $Gray is typically too immersed in her work to give instructions to your face, her eyes greet you from the moment you enter room 68. “I had heard some whispers from students earlier, but I had assumed it was just an exaggeration, but now I see I was wrong. You really do look like a human condom.” Never expecting sympathy from your maniacal housemate, you sit down and stay silent in response. She begins smiling. “$Ash really seems to be putting you through the ringer, doesn’t she? I would’ve been a bit more subtle than this, but she has a charm to her.” <<if $AshCumGame is 2>>Miss $Gray reflects on your matted hair and glossy face. “Looks like some will be having a long shower tonight. It better not interfere with your chores.”<<else>>Miss $Gray reflects on your matted hair and glossy face, as well as your cum soaked clothes. “But I do resent her disrespecting your hosiery like that. Looks like someone will be doing an intensive load of laundry tonight - it better not interfere with your other chores.”<</if>> While still coated in cum, you have to organize Miss $Gray ‘s messy classroom, which is tedious normally, but it does actually allow you to relax somewhat. There’s no one here (besides your teacher) to mock you, and you manage to reset your temperament somewhat, finding the task almost meditative. You even, by the end of the hour’s detention, forget about your semen-soured plight. When Miss $Gray dismisses you, she of course doesn’t offer you a ride home, which would have been especially appreciated today. [[15-2f<-Continue][$H to 17, $UniformUn to 1, $Top to 0, $Bottom to 0, $Outfit to 0, $UniformUn to 1, $HosieryUn to 1, $GarterUn to 1, $BraUn to 1, $ShoesUn to 1, $UnderwearUn to 1]]

<<if $AshCumGame is 2>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/3r9SyDnh/Laundry_Shower_1.jpg]] After eagerly taking off your clothes, you prepare for a rejuvenative shower, complete with sponges and scourers to help purge the pounds of cum from your body. With the right tools, the task isn’t too arduous, and the cum’s mostly gone after a while, and with the addition of a bottle and a half of shampoo, the smell of semen will hopefully retreat down the shower drain. Should you ever get to cum again, you’re sure the smell of it will bring back terrible memories of this day. The shower ends up taking much longer than it needs to, with you enjoying the warm comfort of the water contrasting to the cold remarks you received from your classmates. [[Room<-Continue][$H to 20, $Stress to $Stress + 2]]\ <<else>>You eagerly strip yourself of clothing the moment you enter the house, the front door barely even closed by the time your panties are on the floor. They, along with the rest of your lingerie, your skirt and blouse, are dumped on an intensive cycle in the washing machine, along with much more laundry detergent than necessary in the hopes that the scent and stains caused by the cum vanish. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/qR4wqkKg/Washing-machine-1.jpg]] Meanwhile, you busy yourself with a rejuvenative shower, complete with sponges and scourers to help purge the pounds of cum from your body. With the right tools, the task isn’t too arduous, and the cum’s mostly gone after a while, and with the addition of a bottle and a half of shampoo, the smell of semen will hopefully retreat down the shower drain. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/3r9SyDnh/Laundry_Shower_1.jpg]] The shower ends up taking much longer than it needs to, with you enjoying the warm comfort of the water contrasting to the cold remarks you received from your classmates. After that, you check on the clothes, confirming that they’re cleansened of cum, before allowing them to dry. With a final polish off your school shoes to make sure it isn’t wearing any of the semen, you decide to relax for the night. [[Room<-Continue][$H to 21, $Stress to $Stress + 3]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 8>><<set $M to 0>>\ <<if $Home is 1>>The other students file in around you, most notably, your trainer and one of your keyholders, $Ash .\ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. You can’t imagine how hellish it would be if there weren’t anyone but you two to face Miss $Gray ‘s wrath.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>Your eyes are locked on the door like you’re an eager bird watcher, seeking the beautiful creature that would light up your day by their presence. For you, that delightful moment arrives when Mistress $Ash walks into the classroom, sitting next to you, instantly filling you with joy.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. Whilst you're waiting, $Gray2 smiles at you, encouraging you for the day ahead. You do the best you can for the woman who has the responsibility of feminizing you.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMzGh6KR/Desk-Ash.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $Home is 1>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash ). Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>><<set $Stress to $Stress - 2>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her. Thoughts of Miss $Gray are annoying, though, since you’d much rather be thinking about the goddess right next to you. Being around Mistress $Ash , even when you’re forbidden from talking to her, is like nirvana for a submissive slave like yourself. Even more irritating than the thought of Miss $Gray knaving you from thought of your queen, is when she takes a more deliberate approach of separating you from Mistress, which she enforces by demanding you stop looking towards her.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash .) Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>Likely thanks to your transformed relationship with her, $Gray2 barely bothers you through the class. It seems she knows feminizing you is taxing enough without giving you the further stress of a torrent of questions. Besides, she did admit to giving you far better grades than you deserve. All this isn’t to say she extends the same favor to $Ash , who she practically bullies with questions for an hour. To her credit, she does as she said you must. $Ash fulfills the role of a perfect student well. She answers every question with an almost obsessive level of detail. Having close relationships with both women is a complex situation to be in, especially when they both seem intent on screwing the other one over. A day may come when you have to truly decide between them, unless a third option presents itself. <</if>> <<if $HeelSurg is 1 and $ShoesC is 1>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>The lack of high heels propping up your feet is already causing great distress in your legs. <</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>The butt plug occupying your rear leaves your mind racing with dirty thoughts. <</if>><<if $Boobs gt 5 and $Bra is 0>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>Your prominent boobs do bother you. You're both worried about your nipples blushing over being stared at, and your budding breasts having no support. At this size, they really require it. <</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8 and $BlackmailVibrator is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>It’s inevitable with how horny you are, that your mind, and your eyes, will wander. When they do rest on the bodies of your peers, a not quite pleasant vibration shoots through your chastity cage. It serves to stop you looking at the other students, but not for long. After several jolts over the period, you’re left even hornier.<<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 1 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 3 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 2>>With how horny you are, you could very easily let your eyes wander to the other students, but when she’s around, you only have eyes for her.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class.If $Gray2 notices, she doesn’t seem to care.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is not 2>>You manage to pay attention during the lesson, taking notes and listening diligently.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is 2>>With Mistress $Ash next to you, it’s hard to do anything productive during the lesson.<</if>> <<if $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>[[15-3 Gray<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>[[15-3 Ash<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<set $AnalS to $AnalS + 1>>\ <<set $W4Ask to 0, $W4Stress to 0, $W4Stress to 0>>\ <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of $Gray2 the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>You arrive in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray , nervously awaiting your lunchtime training.<</if>> <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>“It’s time your training moved to the next stage. As much as I enjoy fucking your holes myself, it’s not as efficient as a machine perfectly punding the two of you for an hour, nor do I feel like grunting and moaning as I do fuck. Thankfully I found the ultimate answer to that problem.” From a locked cupboard, $Gray2 drags out two all too familiar devices. Steel frames house a computer and a rubber dildo, which you first met a few days ago. It’s the same fucking machines from the sex toy event! “I spent a lot of money to get these. They’re perfectly designed to respond to how you’re enjoying being fucked. If it senses you’re turned on, it’ll ramp up thrusting speed, and if it doesn’t think you’re having the time of your life, it’ll try teasing you a bit more. Aren’t the two of you excited?” $Gray2 tauntingly asks. //She’s conveniently leaving out the part where we’re supposed to input our preferences ourselves. I wonder what $Gray2 set them too// “Come on!” $Gray2 claps at you and $Ash , who’s exchanging nervous glances with you “get undressed!” Your teacher is evidently eager to see the device be used on her favorite sluts, as opposed to some random woman she saw it tested on last weekend. $Ash and you strip down as commanded until you’re both left in your lingerie. “Now get on your knees, facing away from me.” The only other sound apart from your teacher’s aggressive, yet excited, demands is the dragging of the sex machines against the floor. Eventually, the two devices are in position behind you and $Ash .\ <<elseif $Home is 4>>“It’s time your training moved to the next stage. As much as I enjoy fucking your holes myself, it’s not as efficient as a machine perfectly punding the two of you for an hour, nor do I feel like grunting and moaning as I do fuck. Thankfully I found the ultimate answer to that problem.” From a locked cupboard, Miss $Gray drags out two all too familiar devices. Steel frames house a computer and a rubber dildo, which you first met a few days ago. It’s the same fucking machines from the sex toy event! “I spent a lot of money to get these. They’re perfectly designed to respond to how you’re enjoying being fucked. If it senses you’re turned on, it’ll ramp up thrusting speed, and if it doesn’t think you’re having the time of your life, it’ll try teasing you a bit more. Aren’t the two of you excited?” Miss $Gray tauntingly asks. //She’s conveniently leaving out the part where we’re supposed to input our preferences ourselves. I wonder what Miss $Gray set them too// “Come on!” Miss $Gray claps at you and $Ash , who’s exchanging nervous glances with you “get undressed!” Your teacher is evidently eager to see the device be used on her favorite sluts, as opposed to some random woman she saw it tested on last weekend. $Ash and you strip down as commanded until you’re both left in your lingerie. “Now get on your knees, facing away from me.” The only other sound apart from your teacher’s aggressive, yet excited, demands is the dragging of the sex machines against the floor. Eventually, the two devices are in position behind you and $Ash .\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>“It’s time your training moved to the next stage. As much as I enjoy fucking your holes myself, it’s not as efficient as a machine perfectly punding you for an hour, nor do I feel like grunting and moaning as I do fuck. Thankfully I found the ultimate answer to that problem.” From a locked cupboard, $Gray2 drags an all too familiar device. A steel frame houses a computer and a rubber dildo, which you first met a few days ago. It’s the same fucking machines from the sex toy event! “I spent a lot of money to get this. It’s perfectly designed to respond to how you’re enjoying being fucked. If it senses you’re turned on, it’ll ramp up thrusting speed, and if it doesn’t think you’re having the time of your life, it’ll try teasing you a bit more. Aren’t you excited?” Miss $Gray tauntingly asks. //She’s conveniently leaving out the part where I’m supposed to input our preferences myself. I wonder what Miss $Gray set them too// “Come on!” Miss $Gray claps at you “get undressed!” Your teacher is evidently eager to see the device be used on her favorite slut, as opposed to some random woman she saw it tested on last weekend. You strip down as commanded until you’re left in your lingerie. “Now get on your knees, facing away from me.” The only other sound apart from your teacher’s aggressive, yet excited, demands is the dragging of the sex machine against the floor. Eventually, the device is in position behind you, with the dildo already kissing your butthole.<</if>><<if $ButtPlug is 1>> ”You won’t be needing this.” A violent jostle from your rear sends your faux calmness flying out the window as your teacher yanks the butt plug occupying your asshole out. You silently curse her for doing it without any warning, but at least your butt will handle the upcoming penetration from a much more active toy much better.<</if>>\ <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>Thankfully, the praise heaped on the machines by the seller was accurate. It’s a sophisticated piece of machine that even cares for the finer points of the sexual process, which it demonstrates by a surprising amount of warmup. The dildo servicing you starts by gently poking an inch or so of its length inside you, allowing you to adapt to the sensation. Despite there being no human behind the dildo now, it doesn’t feel that robotic, though maybe that’s because you’re thinking too much about how it feels to have it inside you. But now that the fake cock is introduced to your butthole, the AI decides to introduce itself to you. “Greetings, $name .” It welcomes in a smooth, masculine voice. “Your mistress has informed me of your prior training, and I’m looking forward to helping you advance in your goals of sissification!” It begins ramping up its speed slightly, but not too roughly as to be painful. Evidently it’s a finely tuned machine capable of great subtleties. “Yeah, take that, you fucking whore!” $Ash ‘s AI sex partner, however, seems to have been programmed a little differently. “Stop playing coy, bitch, I know you love my hard cock fucking you senseless, so tell me you do!” You’re barely out of the foreplay stage, but $Ash ‘s asshole is already being hatefucked like the AI had a vendetta against her. The past couple of weeks of $Ash ‘s training has shown you her skill at taking cock, but not to this extent. She’s obviously on the verge of both moaning in ecstasy, but also crying and screaming at $Gray2 to stop this. With $Ash ‘s tenacity, though, it might be a while yet before her lust or pride cause her to break. “Pay him no mind.” Your AI interrupts your observations. “I’m programmed to give you a good time, one that will train you to be a better sissy, but only as a side effect of that good time. I’ll have you moaning in no time.” The machine does as promised, giving you a pleasurable pounding that rivals $Gray2 ‘s sex skills. Admittedly, though, it does feel less…intimate without the human touch of your teacher, though maybe that will change as you get used to the unique touch of the machine, especially if it does adapt to the signs you’re giving off.\ <<elseif $Home is 4>>Thankfully, the praise heaped on the machines by the seller was accurate. It’s a sophisticated piece of machine that even cares for the finer points of the sexual process, which it demonstrates by a surprising amount of warmup. The dildo servicing you starts by gently poking an inch or so of its length inside you, allowing you to adapt to the sensation. Despite there being no human behind the dildo now, it doesn’t feel that robotic, though maybe that’s because you’re thinking too much about how it feels to have it inside you. But now that the fake cock is introduced to your butthole, the AI decides to introduce itself to you. “Greetings, $name .” It welcomes in a smooth, masculine voice. “Your mistress has informed me of your prior training, and I’m looking forward to helping you advance in your goals of sissification! You can expect me to be a fair partner. I’ll push your limits so that I can push them even further tomorrow, but I’ll also be kind enough to notice if you’re enjoying yourself or not.” You're impressed at the machine’s ability to voice itself so well. Evidently it’s a finely tuned machine capable of great subtleties. “Yeah, take that, you fucking whore!” $Ash ‘s AI sex partner, however, seems to have been programmed a little differently. “Stop playing coy, bitch, I know you love my hard cock fucking you senseless, so tell me you do!” You’re barely out of the foreplay stage, but $Ash ‘s asshole is already being hatefucked like the AI had a vendetta against her. The past couple of weeks of $Ash ‘s training has shown you her skill at taking cock, but not to this extent. She’s obviously on the verge of both moaning in ecstasy, but also crying and screaming at Miss $Gray to stop this. With $Ash ‘s tenacity, though, it might be a while yet before her lust or pride cause her to break. “Don’t worry about me acting like that. Well, maybe if I heard you asking me to, but otherwise it’ll just be an intense session that you’ll feel afterwards, but you’ll quickly recover.” The machine does as promised, giving you a pleasurable pounding that rivals $Gray2 ‘s sex skills. Admittedly, though, it does feel less…intimate without the human touch of your teacher, though maybe that will change as you get used to the unique touch of the machine, especially if it does adapt to the signs you’re giving off.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>Thankfully, the praise heaped on the machines by the seller was accurate. It’s a sophisticated piece of machine that even cares for the finer points of the sexual process, which it demonstrates by a surprising amount of warmup. The dildo servicing you starts by gently poking an inch or so of its length inside you, allowing you to adapt to the sensation. Despite there being no human behind the dildo now, it doesn’t feel that robotic, though maybe that’s because you’re thinking too much about how it feels to have it inside you. But now that the fake cock is introduced to your butthole, the AI decides to introduce itself to you. “Greetings, $name .” It welcomes in a gruff, masculine voice. “Your mistress has informed me of your prior training, and I’m looking forward to helping you advance in your goals of sissification!” It begins ramping up its speed, immediately resulting in discomfort. It seems to notice the reactions it's caused. “I know it can hurt, but that pain is necessary in order to become a better sissy.” It doesn’t slow down as the fucking ramps up even further, with the machine clearly looking for signs that you’re enjoying it.<</if>> <<if $Home is 3 and $Stress gt $Horny>>”Curious, your cortisol levels seem to be high. Evidently you’re not enjoying this enough.” The thrusting ramps up in speed and aggression. “You’ll learn to love cock pounding you, regardless of your worries.” Perhaps you misunderstood the point of the machine’s ability to read your reaction. Maybe its default setting would be to act more loving or compassionate in this situation, but Miss $Gray has clearly changed it to reflect how she would act - cold and cruel. If only, you imagine she thought, she could alter your settings so easily. [[15-3 Gray 2<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $W4Stress to $W4Stress + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and $Horny gte $Stress>>”My analysis shows your cortisol levels are significantly lower than those dictating your lust - decreasing energy output until requested to speed up again.” Just like that, the machine slows down. Not quite to a crawl, but it does almost feel sarcastic. If it needs to be asked to go faster, is it looking for Miss $Gray to request it, or you? [[15-3 Gray 2<-Say nothing][$Horny to $Horny + 1, $W4Horny to $W4Horny + 1, $W4Ask to 1]]\ [[15-3 Gray 2<-”Please fuck me harder”][$Horny to $Horny + 1, $W4Ask to 2, $W4Horny to $W4Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Stress gt $Horny>>”Curious, your cortisol levels seem to be high. You’re not worried about me being as aggressive as him, are you?” Your attention returns to $Ash , who’s still being violated by the machine like she said something awful about its mother. “Well, you don’t have to. I’m sure it’s distracting, but if you concentrated on trying to enjoy yourself, you’d be able to.” [[15-3 Gray 2<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $W4Stress to $W4Stress + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Horny gte $Stress>>”My analysis shows your cortisol levels are significantly lower than those dictating your lust. You're exactly the slut I was promised you’d be. I can’t wait to train you more and more. You’ll be addicted to my cock!” [[15-3 Gray 2<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1, $W4Horny to $W4Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Stress gt $Horny>>”Curious, your cortisol levels seem to be high. Your mistress instructed me to be kind to you and go slower under such a scenario, but I detected a high level of oxytocin and other ”nice” hormones in her body. Thankfully, my programming allows me to override such commands if it’s for a greater good. You’ll learn to love my cock one way or another!” The dildo goes into overdrive, fucking you like it were going out of fashion. It’s so fast that you can barely get a word slip between moans, so you’re unable to warn $Gray2 about the faulty machine. [[15-3 Gray 2<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $W4Stress to $W4Stress + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Horny gte $Stress>>”Now there’s the slut I was promised! My senses are detecting that you’re loving this. I can’t wait to train you even more over the coming weeks. You’ll be the sissy whore begging for cock that you were destined to be!” [[15-3 Gray 2<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1, $W4Horny to $W4Horny + 1]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<set $AnalS to $AnalS + 1, $SuckS to $SuckS + 1>>\ <<if $Home is 2>>Rather than have to spend another hour without her company, Mistress $Ash kindly sought you out so that she might train you to be a better sissy.<<else>>It’s lunch, which might mean a moment to relax, but $Ash has other plans.<</if>> She leads you by the hand to a disused toilet. “Today, we move onto the next step in your training. You can deepthroat a dick like an expert pornstar, take it up the ass like a gay man, and you’re more acquainted with cum than you are water. You’re a bonafide sissy slut! But what happens when there’s multiple men to pleasure? You can’t just jack them off one at a time, that’d make for a boring porno, especially when you have two holes to be pleasing them with at once. So that’s your next goal. While I’m plowing your throat so sore you’ll think you have a cough, there’s going to be a special butt plug inside you.” <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash has you lean over, presenting your butt, which is more than visible in this position despite the skirt.<<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash has you lean over, presenting your butt, which is more than visible in this position despite the skirt.<</if>> <<if $ButtPlug is 1>>”I’m glad you already came prepared.” She teases, pulling slightly at the butt plug already inside you. With a heavy jaunt, it flies out, leaving your ass feeling painfully empty. <</if>>”Now, you might be wondering what’s so special about this new butt plug.” The silicone sex toy prods your rear, deliberately playing with you until it finally enters. Despite your past experience of anal play, the plug takes some effort to be pushed in. Clearly it’s heftier than what you’re used to, a thought which makes you worry about having to inevitably take it out. “Well, what’s special about it is that mini engine inside of it. I placed it on a table earlier and it sounded like there was an earthquake! I was going to test it out myself, but after hearing those sounds and feeling it in my hand, I thought you’d make a much better guinea pig.” <<if $Home is 1>>//Of course she’d think that//<<else>>//I love to be of service to mistress//<</if>> <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash <<else>>Mistress $Ash <</if>> presses a button on her phone, and the next thing you know is it feels like there’s an alarm going off inside of you. The vibrations buzz at a constant level, causing all your limbs to shiver like you were traumatized. It’s so powerful that you <<if $Home is 1>>hope the toy might vibrate its way out of you.<<elseif $Home is 2>>worry the toy might vibrate its way out of you - how mad that might make mistress!<</if>> “Don’t blow your load so quickly!” <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash jokes, seeing the result of the butt plug at work.<<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash jokes, seeing the result of the butt plug at work.<</if>> “I’ve not even put my cock in your mouth yet, and you’re already salivating; what a whore you are!” You watch, still shaking from vibrations, as she puts on the harness and dildo that you’re familiar with. She imitates jerking off the rubber cock, making you feel further emasculated, as if that were somehow possible. “Time to get on your knees, sissy. I hope you don’t get distracted by that anal torture you’re experiencing!” The moment your knees touch the floor the cock is already intruding into your mouth with the subtlety of an elderly drunkard. <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash clearly woke up and decided to show you just how grotesque sex can be as the sissy slut she’s intent on your becoming.<<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash is clearly pushing your limits today. Despite how aggressive the butt plug is, if Mistress $Ash thinks you’re ready, then you’re ready.<</if>> The head of the cock immediately tries to plummet down your throat, causing you to gag, but <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash <<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash <</if>>is insistent on the cock remaining there. “I know it’s hard, bitch. Get used to it! Don’t be afraid of crying either, it can really turn a guy on and make his cock feel nice and powerful! Plus, it’s free lube for you.” <<if $Home is 1>>Her encouragement hardly helps. In fact, the greatest incentive you manage to manufacture is the thought of this experience tomorrow, and the day after. $Ash is going to make you suffer through this moment time and time again. If you push yourself today, hopefully it’ll hurt less tomorrow.<<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash ‘s yelling as encouraging as always, even if you did sometimes wish she could be a little more caring about your position.<</if>> The dildo shoves out and in with little in the way of rhythm, which throws you off even further. Sometimes <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash <<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash <</if>>thrusts like it were a sprint for her to cum, while sometimes she seems held back by chains. All this is happening while the butt plug continues going crazy in your rear. The bizarre dueling sensations of anal vibrations and mouth rape could be erotic to someone better versed in them, but you’re too distracted by the experience to even think about this being a sexy scenario, let alone to potentially reach an orgasm. The hour <<if $Home is 1>>crawls by painfully slowly, with each gag on the cock harder than the last, but eventually, $Ash realizes she can only torture you so much until the she has to go to her next lesson, though she doesn’t seem to remember that she also has to turn off and remove the butt plug, so she quickly yanks out the vibrating sex toy in the single most painful part of the hour that leaves you clutching your quivering asshole. <<elseif $Home is 2>>passes by with your familiar sense of glee and pain. You’re always overjoyed to be around mistress, but there are certainly less painful ways to serve her. Eventually, when the hour’s up, she pulls out and quickly yanks on the vibrating sex toy in the single most painful part of the hour that leaves you clutching your quivering, now empty asshole.<</if>> <<if $ButtPlug is 1>>”Don’t forget this!”<</if>> As quickly as the vibrating butt plug exited your rear, your old one reintroduces itself. <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash <<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash <</if>>abandons you to recover in the toilet. In the mirror, you wipe the strings of saliva off your cheeks and chin, as well as trying to dry the wet patches from your white blouse. After adjusting your skirt, you head to your next lesson. <<if $Home is 1>>[[15-3d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>[[15-3d<-Continue]]<</if>>

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/6qGcHkZ0/Machine-2.jpg]] <<if $Home is 3 and $Stress gt $Horny>>The machine continues fucking you as hard and as fast as it teased. While your worries do subside in your mind, they’re doubtless to return once the anal wrecking ceases. Maybe if the machine could fuck you 24/7, you wouldn’t have to worry about chores, or whatever crazy thing $Ash will do next, though it might also bring about some new issues.\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and $Horny gte $Stress and $W4Ask is 0>>You remain silent, letting the machine do as it pleases, which proves to be quite tedious. It’s like watching someone solve a puzzle you already know the solution to. You’re almost tempted to yell “come on already!” or something similarly inspiring, but instead remain quiet, only letting the occasional gasp escape your mouth.\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and $Horny gte $Stress and $W4Ask is 1>>”Please…” it’s at this point that you for the first time realize you have no idea of the machine’s name, or even if it has one, so you try your best to improvise. The result is even more humiliating. “Please, sir, fuck me harder! I want your cock more than I’ve ever wanted anything.” If the machine had a face, you’re sure it’d be smiling. “Good whore. That’s what I wanted to hear.” The dildo ramps up in speed surprisingly quickly, immediately causing an audible reaction from you. Despite that shock, you’re loving the reinvigorated fucking.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Stress gt $Horny>>Having the exhibition of intense sex going on next to you is erotic, but even with that, you struggling to get to the “special place” you’d need to cum, at least when it comes to an anal orgasm.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Horny gte $Stress>>Having the exhibition of intense sex going on next to you is insanely erotic, helping to ramp up your lust into overdrive, as if the rhythmic thrusting in your wasn’t enough.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Stress gt $Horny>>The machine continues to fuck your ass into oblivion in its twisted attempts at “helping” you. You're amazed that a sex machine would be willing to rise against its programming, but after everything else you saw at the sex toy event, it should hardly be surprising.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Horny gte $Stress>>Strangely, the compliments of the machine encourage you further, though it was hardly necessary. Your lust is overwhelming, and it’s hard to argue that the machine is bad at its job.<</if>><<if $Pills gt 11>> Just like before, having two massive milkers drooping from your chest, pressed against the floor, adds to the situation immensely. As though you were the machine’s often taken advantage off secretary, you don’t even deserve the added comfort of a desk when your fucked. You’re left to be shagged on the floor, making it even more humiliating.\ <<elseif $Pills gt 4>>Adding to the experience, is your boobs, which hang from your chest, occasionally kissing the floor, making you feel even sluttier. As though you were the machine’s often taken advantage off secretary, you don’t even deserve the added comfort of a desk when your fucked. You’re left to be shagged on the floor, making it even more humiliating.<</if>> <<if $W4Ask is 1>>The anal pounding goes on for some time, but thanks to your reluctance to ask the machine to go harder, you screwed yourself out of a potential orgasm. Even if your lust was at maximum and you were dripping precum like piss, this speed couldn’t get an orgasm out of you. It’s simply too slow for you. Eventually, the hour is up, and Miss $Gray comes over to turn the fucking machine off, which you’re thankful for. “It seems like you were having a blast.” She sarcastically teases. No doubt she can see the machine’s readings, and understands how it opted to play with you today. She lets you dress yourself before dismissing you. [[15-3d<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8>><<set $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1>>The anal pounding goes on for some time, annoyingly so, in fact. Halfway through the session, an orgasm inevitably releases itself. In the moment, it was amazing. Any opportunity to ejaculate these days is appreciated, even when it’s in your classroom and the cum is left to pool up at the base of your caged clitty, and it felt amazing for maybe 15 seconds afterwards. That’s when it hits you about what your teacher has been trying to teach you - it’s not about if you cum or not, it’s about if your partner. If you manage to orgasm, great, but your partner won’t care, and neither does the machine. It notices that you manage to cum (which you know because of its snide and teasing remarks), but continues plowing away regardless, not changing speed or intensity in the least. The experience after the orgasm is a twisted reflection of the first half, with you hating that you came so quickly. Someone with a pornstar level of experience might be able to achieve a second orgasm in this situation, but you’re still far too inexperienced.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 4>>The anal pounding goes on for some time, the whole time you’re promising yourself you’ll make it to orgasm; you’re certainly horny enough, and you have a whole hour of this. How could your orgasm not be inevitable? Well, as it turns out, an hour of intense fucking can fly by surprising quickly. 60 minutes halves to 30, and then halves again to 15, with you still not releasing your sexual build up. “Surely I’ll be able to in the next minute!” You encourage yourself, and so drunk with lust, you actually believe it. Of course, tomorrow never comes, and neither do you.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 5>>The anal pounding goes on for some time, the whole time you’re enjoying it from an almost absent point of view. It’s not the machine doesn’t fuck well (it does) and it’s not that you’re a stranger to sexual encounters in this classroom (you are), but you’re simply not turned on enough to get properly into it. Not that the experience isn’t dislikeable, but it’s like when you would masturbate not out of over desire to cum, but out of habit (back when you could actually jack off like a normal man). You’re simply //there//.<</if>> <<if $GrayBestie is 1 and $W4Ask is 0>>”Okay, I think you two sluts have had enough today, though I’m sure you’d disagree were you not so cock drunk.” $Gray2 turns off both the machines, giving you enough time to recover and get dressed. You were so distracted once the machine properly started to notice if $Ash managed to cum herself. Of course, it wouldn’t matter much in the long term. She’s perpetually pissed from $Gray2 ‘s training and chastisement to care about a simple orgasm which would provide only an hour of relief. Despite your feelings towards her sometimes, you can at least admit she has a lot more willpower than you. There’s been times you’d be willing to cut your ear off in exchange for an orgasm from your teacher.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $W4Ask is 0>>”Okay, I think you two sluts have had enough today, though I’m sure you’d disagree were you not so cock drunk.” Miss $Gray turns off both the machines, giving you enough time to recover and get dressed. You were so distracted once the machine properly started to notice if $Ash managed to cum herself. Of course, it wouldn’t matter much in the long term. She’s perpetually pissed from $Gray2 ‘s training and chastisement to care about a simple orgasm which would provide only an hour of relief. Despite your feelings towards her sometimes, you can at least admit she has a lot more willpower than you. There’s been times you’d be willing to cut your ear off in exchange for an orgasm from your teacher.\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and $W4Ask is 2>>”I think you’ve had enough today, slut. Don’t bother protesting, you little cock whore, I have other things to do.” Miss $Gray teases, turning off the machine, letting you recover and get dressed.<</if>> <<if $Horny gt 9 and $W4Ask is 0>>Your teacher dismisses you, leaving you to go to your next class, hoping the smell of sex and shame radiating off you isn’t noticeable. [[15-3d<-Continue][$Horny to 2, $Stress to $Stress - 3]]\ <<elseif $Horny gt 4 and $W4Ask is 0>>Your teacher dismisses you, leaving you to go to your next class, hoping the smell of sex and shame radiating off you isn’t noticeable. [[15-3d<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Horny lt 5 and $W4Ask is 0>>Your teacher dismisses you, leaving you to go to your next class, hoping the smell of sex and shame radiating off you isn’t noticeable. [[15-3d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress - 1]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 8>><<set $M to 0>>\ <<if $Home is 1>>The other students file in around you, most notably, your trainer and one of your keyholders, $Ash .\ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. You can’t imagine how hellish it would be if there weren’t anyone but you two to face Miss $Gray ‘s wrath.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>Your eyes are locked on the door like you’re an eager bird watcher, seeking the beautiful creature that would light up your day by their presence. For you, that delightful moment arrives when Mistress $Ash walks into the classroom, sitting next to you, instantly filling you with joy.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. Whilst you're waiting, $Gray2 smiles at you, encouraging you for the day ahead. You do the best you can for the woman who has the responsibility of feminizing you.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMzGh6KR/Desk-Ash.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $Home is 1>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash ). Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>><<set $Stress to $Stress - 2>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her. Thoughts of Miss $Gray are annoying, though, since you’d much rather be thinking about the goddess right next to you. Being around Mistress $Ash , even when you’re forbidden from talking to her, is like nirvana for a submissive slave like yourself. Even more irritating than the thought of Miss $Gray knaving you from thought of your queen, is when she takes a more deliberate approach of separating you from Mistress, which she enforces by demanding you stop looking towards her.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash .) Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>Likely thanks to your transformed relationship with her, $Gray2 barely bothers you through the class. It seems she knows feminizing you is taxing enough without giving you the further stress of a torrent of questions. Besides, she did admit to giving you far better grades than you deserve. All this isn’t to say she extends the same favor to $Ash , who she practically bullies with questions for an hour. To her credit, she does as she said you must. $Ash fulfills the role of a perfect student well. She answers every question with an almost obsessive level of detail. Having close relationships with both women is a complex situation to be in, especially when they both seem intent on screwing the other one over. A day may come when you have to truly decide between them, unless a third option presents itself. <</if>> <<if $HeelSurg is 1 and $ShoesC is 1>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>The lack of high heels propping up your feet is already causing great distress in your legs. <</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>The butt plug occupying your rear leaves your mind racing with dirty thoughts. <</if>><<if $Boobs gt 5 and $Bra is 0>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>Your prominent boobs do bother you. You're both worried about your nipples blushing over being stared at, and your budding breasts having no support. At this size, they really require it. <</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8 and $BlackmailVibrator is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>It’s inevitable with how horny you are, that your mind, and your eyes, will wander. When they do rest on the bodies of your peers, a not quite pleasant vibration shoots through your chastity cage. It serves to stop you looking at the other students, but not for long. After several jolts over the period, you’re left even hornier.<<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 1 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 3 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 2>>With how horny you are, you could very easily let your eyes wander to the other students, but when she’s around, you only have eyes for her.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class.If $Gray2 notices, she doesn’t seem to care.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is not 2>>You manage to pay attention during the lesson, taking notes and listening diligently.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is 2>>With Mistress $Ash next to you, it’s hard to do anything productive during the lesson.<</if>> <<if $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>[[15-4 Gray<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>[[15-4 Ash<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<set $AnalS to $AnalS + 1>>\ <<set $W4Ask to 0>>\ <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of $Gray2 the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>You arrive in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray , nervously awaiting your lunchtime training.<</if>> <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 already has the two fucking machines setup before you arrive. Despite being a trainer of yours and $Ash ‘s continued sluttification, she doesn’t even have to interact with you anymore if she doesn't want to. “Well, what are you waiting for?” Your teacher yells at you from behind her desk. “Get stripped and in position. You don’t want to leave your boyfriends waiting.” $Ash scoffs at $Gray2 ‘s teasing, but obeys out of fake deference. The two of you kneel, doggy style, in front of the machines.\ <<elseif $Home is 4>>Miss $Gray already has the two fucking machines setup before you arrive. Despite being a trainer of yours and $Ash ‘s continued sluttification, she doesn’t even have to interact with you anymore if she doesn't want to. “Well, what are you waiting for?” Your teacher yells at you from behind her desk. “Get stripped and in position. You don’t want to leave your boyfriends waiting.” $Ash scoffs at Miss $Gray ‘s teasing, but obeys out of fake deference. The two of you kneel, doggy style, in front of the machines.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>Miss $Gray already has the fucking machine setup before you arrive. Despite being your sadistic sissifier, she doesn’t even have to interact with you anymore if she doesn't want to. “Well, what are you waiting for?” Your teacher yells at you from behind her desk. “Get stripped and in position. You don’t want to leave your boyfriend waiting.” Obediently, you do as you’re told, kneeling, doggy style, in front of the machine.<</if>><<if $ButtPlug is 1>>\ There’s a robotic giggle from the machine. “What’s this?” There’s a slight pressure against the butt plug already occupying your rear. Perhaps it’s made your “boyfriend” jealous. “You really are a slut, aren’t you?” Though you can’t see what it’s up to, you can hear the sound of air being sucked, and then what feels like an object pulling against the plug. The next thing you know, the butt plug violently soars out of your asshole. “There, all empty for master.”<</if>>\ <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>”How’s your day been, sissy? I hope it’s not been too stressful. Did you sleep well?” It’s hard to take seriously the machine’s attempt at niceties when its cock is working its way inside you. You can, however, appreciate the gentle way it does that. Having sex with a robot is strange enough; you don’t need it going in raw without any foreplay. “Today, we’ll continue your sissy training. I can’t wait to report back to your mistress how well behaved you’ve been.” “What was that whore? Did you just call me a bastard? You’ve earned yourself an extra 20 thrusts per minute, missy!” You’d almost laugh at $Ash ‘s partner being as rude and uncaring as you’ve seen it been were you not so worried at a retaliation from your housemate later. “Nevermind him, honey.” Your AI interrupts your observations. “Think of me like a masseuse, hitting all the right spots and leaving you relaxed like you’ve just had a rejuvenative slumber.” The machine does as promised, giving you a pleasurable pounding that rivals $Gray2 ‘s sex skills. Admittedly, though, it does feel less…intimate without the human touch of your teacher, though maybe that will change as you get used to the unique touch of the machine, especially if it does adapt to the signs you’re giving off.\ <<elseif $Home is 4>>”I hope you’re ready slut. I hate it when my sissies ask me to go slower and complain. But just to let you know, if you do complain, I won’t care. In fact, I’d probably just go faster. The only time I want that pretty little mouth of yours to open is when you’re moaning in ecstasy.” The machine is already slipping its cock inside you whilst giving you its welcoming speel. “What was that whore? Did you just call me a bastard? You’ve earned yourself an extra 20 thrusts per minute, missy!” You’d almost laugh at $Ash ‘s partner being as rude and uncaring as you’ve seen it been were you not so worried at a retaliation from your housemate later. “Nevermind him, slag.” Your AI interrupts your observations. “You’re gonna be far too busy drooling at the mouth, and crotch, to care what they’re doing once I properly start.”\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>”Ah! There’s my favorite sissy! Back for your daily fucking, I see. That’s good, because I have the libido of a bonobo monkey!” //They clearly never spent a lot of time teaching this machine sex talk// It inserts itself with the expected subtlety of a machine which would compare itself to a primate, skipping the foreplay stage entirely. “I know it can hurt, but remember, that pain is necessary in order to become a better sissy. And afterall, that’s what you want, isn't it?” It doesn’t slow down as the fucking ramps up even further, with the machine clearly looking for signs that you’re enjoying it.<</if>> <<if $Home is 3 and $Stress gt $Horny>>”Curious, your cortisol levels seem to be high. Evidently you’re not enjoying this enough.” The thrusting ramps up in speed and aggression. “You’ll learn to love cock pounding you, regardless of your worries.” Perhaps you misunderstood the point of the machine’s ability to read your reaction. Maybe its default setting would be to act more loving or compassionate in this situation, but Miss $Gray has clearly changed it to reflect how she would act - cold and cruel. If only, you imagine she thought, she could alter your settings so easily. [[15-4 Gray 2<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $W4Stress to $W4Stress + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and $Horny gte $Stress>>”My analysis shows your cortisol levels are significantly lower than those dictating your lust - decreasing energy output until requested to speed up again.” Just like that, the machine slows down. Not quite to a crawl, but it does almost feel sarcastic. If it needs to be asked to go faster, is it looking for Miss $Gray to request it, or you? [[15-4 Gray 2<-Say nothing][$Horny to $Horny + 1, $W4Horny to $W4Horny + 1, $W4Ask to 1]]\ [[15-4 Gray 2<-”Please fuck me harder”][$Horny to $Horny + 1, $W4Ask to 2, $W4Horny to $W4Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Stress gt $Horny>>”Curious, your cortisol levels seem to be high. You’re not worried about me being as aggressive as him, are you?” Your attention returns to $Ash , who’s still being violated by the machine like she said something awful about its mother. “Well, you don’t have to. I’m sure it’s distracting, but if you concentrated on trying to enjoy yourself, you’d be able to.” [[15-4 Gray 2<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $W4Stress to $W4Stress + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Horny gte $Stress>>”My analysis shows your cortisol levels are significantly lower than those dictating your lust. You're exactly the slut I was promised you’d be. I can’t wait to train you more and more. You’ll be addicted to my cock!” [[15-4 Gray 2<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1, $W4Horny to $W4Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Stress gt $Horny>>”Curious, your cortisol levels seem to be high. Your mistress instructed me to be kind to you and go slower under such a scenario, but I detected a high level of oxytocin and other ”nice” hormones in her body. Thankfully, my programming allows me to override such commands if it’s for a greater good. You’ll learn to love my cock one way or another!” The dildo goes into overdrive, fucking you like it were going out of fashion. It’s so fast that you can barely get a word slip between moans, so you’re unable to warn $Gray2 about the faulty machine. [[15-4 Gray 2<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $W4Stress to $W4Stress + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Horny gte $Stress>>”Now there’s the slut I was promised! My senses are detecting that you’re loving this. I can’t wait to train you even more over the coming weeks. You’ll be the sissy whore begging for cock that you were destined to be!” [[15-4 Gray 2<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1, $W4Horny to $W4Horny + 1]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<set $AnalS to $AnalS + 1, $SuckS to $SuckS + 1>>\ <<if $Home is 2>>Rather than have to spend another hour without her company, Mistress $Ash kindly sought you out so that she might train you to be a better sissy.<<else>>It’s lunch, which might mean a moment to relax, but $Ash has other plans.<</if>> She leads you by the hand to a disused toilet. “You know the deal, sissy. I can’t wait to see your bones rattle from the vibrations of my butt plug, and the noise of your coughs muffled by my dildo is music to my ears.” <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash has you lean over, presenting your butt, which is more than visible in this position despite the skirt.<<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash has you lean over, presenting your butt, which is more than visible in this position despite the skirt.<</if>> <<if $ButtPlug is 1>>”I’m glad you already came prepared.” She teases, pulling slightly at the butt plug already inside you. With a heavy jaunt, it flies out, leaving your ass feeling painfully empty. <</if>>The <<if $ButtPlug is 1>>new <</if>>silicone sex toy prods your rear, deliberately playing with you until it finally enters. Despite your past experience of anal play, the plug takes some effort to be pushed in. Clearly it’s heftier than what you’re used to, a thought which makes you worry about having to inevitably take it out. <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash <<else>>Mistress $Ash <</if>> presses a button on her phone, and the next thing you know is it feels like there’s an alarm going off inside of you. The vibrations buzz at a constant level, causing all your limbs to shiver like you were traumatized. It’s so powerful that you <<if $Home is 1>>hope the toy might vibrate its way out of you.<<elseif $Home is 2>>worry the toy might vibrate its way out of you - how mad that might make mistress!<</if>> “Don’t blow your load so quickly!” <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash jokes, seeing the result of the butt plug at work.<<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash jokes, seeing the result of the butt plug at work.<</if>> “I’ve not even put my cock in your mouth yet, and you’re already salivating; what a whore you are!” You watch, still shaking from vibrations, as she puts on the harness and dildo that you’re familiar with. She imitates jerking off the rubber cock, making you feel further emasculated, as if that were somehow possible. “Time to get on your knees, sissy. I hope you don’t get distracted by that anal torture you’re experiencing!” The moment your knees touch the floor the cock is already intruding into your mouth with the subtlety of an elderly drunkard. <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash clearly woke up and decided to show you just how grotesque sex can be as the sissy slut she’s intent on your becoming.<<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash is clearly pushing your limits today. Despite how aggressive the butt plug is, if Mistress $Ash thinks you’re ready, then you’re ready.<</if>> The head of the cock immediately tries to plummet down your throat, causing you to gag, but <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash <<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash <</if>>is insistent on the cock remaining there. “I know it’s hard, bitch. Get used to it! Don’t be afraid of crying either, it can really turn a guy on and make his cock feel nice and powerful! Plus, it’s free lube for you.” <<if $Home is 1>>Her encouragement hardly helps. In fact, the greatest incentive you manage to manufacture is the thought of this experience tomorrow, and the day after. $Ash is going to make you suffer through this moment time and time again. If you push yourself today, hopefully it’ll hurt less tomorrow.<<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash ‘s yelling as encouraging as always, even if you did sometimes wish she could be a little more caring about your position.<</if>> The dildo shoves out and in with little in the way of rhythm, which throws you off even further. Sometimes <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash <<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash <</if>>thrusts like it were a sprint for her to cum, while sometimes she seems held back by chains. All this is happening while the butt plug continues going crazy in your rear. The bizarre dueling sensations of anal vibrations and mouth rape could be erotic to someone better versed in them, but you’re too distracted by the experience to even think about this being a sexy scenario, let alone to potentially reach an orgasm. The hour <<if $Home is 1>>crawls by painfully slowly, with each gag on the cock harder than the last, but eventually, $Ash realizes she can only torture you so much until the she has to go to her next lesson, though she doesn’t seem to remember that she also has to turn off and remove the butt plug, so she quickly yanks out the vibrating sex toy in the single most painful part of the hour that leaves you clutching your quivering asshole. <<elseif $Home is 2>>passes by with your familiar sense of glee and pain. You’re always overjoyed to be around mistress, but there are certainly less painful ways to serve her. Eventually, when the hour’s up, she pulls out and quickly yanks on the vibrating sex toy in the single most painful part of the hour that leaves you clutching your quivering, now empty asshole.<</if>> <<if $ButtPlug is 1>>”Don’t forget this!”<</if>> As quickly as the vibrating butt plug exited your rear, your old one reintroduces itself. <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash <<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash <</if>>abandons you to recover in the toilet. In the mirror, you wipe the strings of saliva off your cheeks and chin, as well as trying to dry the wet patches from your white blouse. After adjusting your skirt, you head to your next lesson. <<if $Home is 1>>[[15-4d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>[[15-4d<-Continue]]<</if>>

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/6qGcHkZ0/Machine-2.jpg]] <<if $Home is 3 and $Stress gt $Horny>>The machine continues fucking you as hard and as fast as it teased. While your worries do subside in your mind, they’re doubtless to return once the anal wrecking ceases. Maybe if the machine could fuck you 24/7, you wouldn’t have to worry about chores, or whatever crazy thing $Ash will do next, though it might also bring about some new issues.\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and $Horny gte $Stress and $W4Ask is 0>>You remain silent, letting the machine do as it pleases, which proves to be quite tedious. It’s like watching someone solve a puzzle you already know the solution to. You’re almost tempted to yell “come on already!” or something similarly inspiring, but instead remain quiet, only letting the occasional gasp escape your mouth.\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and $Horny gte $Stress and $W4Ask is 1>>”Please…” it’s at this point that you for the first time realize you have no idea of the machine’s name, or even if it has one, so you try your best to improvise. The result is even more humiliating. “Please, sir, fuck me harder! I want your cock more than I’ve ever wanted anything.” If the machine had a face, you’re sure it’d be smiling. “Good whore. That’s what I wanted to hear.” The dildo ramps up in speed surprisingly quickly, immediately causing an audible reaction from you. Despite that shock, you’re loving the reinvigorated fucking.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Stress gt $Horny>>Having the exhibition of intense sex going on next to you is erotic, but even with that, you struggling to get to the “special place” you’d need to cum, at least when it comes to an anal orgasm.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Horny gte $Stress>>Having the exhibition of intense sex going on next to you is insanely erotic, helping to ramp up your lust into overdrive, as if the rhythmic thrusting in your wasn’t enough.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Stress gt $Horny>>The machine continues to fuck your ass into oblivion in its twisted attempts at “helping” you. You're amazed that a sex machine would be willing to rise against its programming, but after everything else you saw at the sex toy event, it should hardly be surprising.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Horny gte $Stress>>Strangely, the compliments of the machine encourage you further, though it was hardly necessary. Your lust is overwhelming, and it’s hard to argue that the machine is bad at its job.<</if>><<if $Pills gt 11>> Just like before, having two massive milkers drooping from your chest, pressed against the floor, adds to the situation immensely. As though you were the machine’s often taken advantage off secretary, you don’t even deserve the added comfort of a desk when your fucked. You’re left to be shagged on the floor, making it even more humiliating.\ <<elseif $Pills gt 4>>Adding to the experience, is your boobs, which hang from your chest, occasionally kissing the floor, making you feel even sluttier. As though you were the machine’s often taken advantage off secretary, you don’t even deserve the added comfort of a desk when your fucked. You’re left to be shagged on the floor, making it even more humiliating.<</if>> <<if $W4Ask is 1>>The anal pounding goes on for some time, but thanks to your reluctance to ask the machine to go harder, you screwed yourself out of a potential orgasm. Even if your lust was at maximum and you were dripping precum like piss, this speed couldn’t get an orgasm out of you. It’s simply too slow for you. Eventually, the hour is up, and Miss $Gray comes over to turn the fucking machine off, which you’re thankful for. “It seems like you were having a blast.” She sarcastically teases. No doubt she can see the machine’s readings, and understands how it opted to play with you today. She lets you dress yourself before dismissing you. [[15-4d<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8>><<set $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1>>The anal pounding goes on for some time, annoyingly so, in fact. Halfway through the session, an orgasm inevitably releases itself. In the moment, it was amazing. Any opportunity to ejaculate these days is appreciated, even when it’s in your classroom and the cum is left to pool up at the base of your caged clitty, and it felt amazing for maybe 15 seconds afterwards. That’s when it hits you about what your teacher has been trying to teach you - it’s not about if you cum or not, it’s about if your partner. If you manage to orgasm, great, but your partner won’t care, and neither does the machine. It notices that you manage to cum (which you know because of its snide and teasing remarks), but continues plowing away regardless, not changing speed or intensity in the least. The experience after the orgasm is a twisted reflection of the first half, with you hating that you came so quickly. Someone with a pornstar level of experience might be able to achieve a second orgasm in this situation, but you’re still far too inexperienced.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 4>>The anal pounding goes on for some time, the whole time you’re promising yourself you’ll make it to orgasm; you’re certainly horny enough, and you have a whole hour of this. How could your orgasm not be inevitable? Well, as it turns out, an hour of intense fucking can fly by surprising quickly. 60 minutes halves to 30, and then halves again to 15, with you still not releasing your sexual build up. “Surely I’ll be able to in the next minute!” You encourage yourself, and so drunk with lust, you actually believe it. Of course, tomorrow never comes, and neither do you.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 5>>The anal pounding goes on for some time, the whole time you’re enjoying it from an almost absent point of view. It’s not the machine doesn’t fuck well (it does) and it’s not that you’re a stranger to sexual encounters in this classroom (you are), but you’re simply not turned on enough to get properly into it. Not that the experience isn’t dislikeable, but it’s like when you would masturbate not out of over desire to cum, but out of habit (back when you could actually jack off like a normal man). You’re simply //there//.<</if>> <<if $GrayBestie is 1 and $W4Ask is 0>>”Okay, I think you two sluts have had enough today, though I’m sure you’d disagree were you not so cock drunk.” $Gray2 turns off both the machines, giving you enough time to recover and get dressed. You were so distracted once the machine properly started to notice if $Ash managed to cum herself. Of course, it wouldn’t matter much in the long term. She’s perpetually pissed from $Gray2 ‘s training and chastisement to care about a simple orgasm which would provide only an hour of relief. Despite your feelings towards her sometimes, you can at least admit she has a lot more willpower than you. There’s been times you’d be willing to cut your ear off in exchange for an orgasm from your teacher.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $W4Ask is 0>>”Okay, I think you two sluts have had enough today, though I’m sure you’d disagree were you not so cock drunk.” Miss $Gray turns off both the machines, giving you enough time to recover and get dressed. You were so distracted once the machine properly started to notice if $Ash managed to cum herself. Of course, it wouldn’t matter much in the long term. She’s perpetually pissed from $Gray2 ‘s training and chastisement to care about a simple orgasm which would provide only an hour of relief. Despite your feelings towards her sometimes, you can at least admit she has a lot more willpower than you. There’s been times you’d be willing to cut your ear off in exchange for an orgasm from your teacher.\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and $W4Ask is 2>>”I think you’ve had enough today, slut. Don’t bother protesting, you little cock whore, I have other things to do.” Miss $Gray teases, turning off the machine, letting you recover and get dressed.<</if>> <<if $Horny gt 9 and $W4Ask is 0>>Your teacher dismisses you, leaving you to go to your next class, hoping the smell of sex and shame radiating off you isn’t noticeable. [[15-4d<-Continue][$Horny to 2, $Stress to $Stress - 3]]\ <<elseif $Horny gt 4 and $W4Ask is 0>>Your teacher dismisses you, leaving you to go to your next class, hoping the smell of sex and shame radiating off you isn’t noticeable. [[15-4d<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Horny lt 5 and $W4Ask is 0>>Your teacher dismisses you, leaving you to go to your next class, hoping the smell of sex and shame radiating off you isn’t noticeable. [[15-4d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress - 1]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 8>><<set $M to 0>>\ <<if $Home is 1>>The other students file in around you, most notably, your trainer and one of your keyholders, $Ash .\ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. You can’t imagine how hellish it would be if there weren’t anyone but you two to face Miss $Gray ‘s wrath.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>Your eyes are locked on the door like you’re an eager bird watcher, seeking the beautiful creature that would light up your day by their presence. For you, that delightful moment arrives when Mistress $Ash walks into the classroom, sitting next to you, instantly filling you with joy.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. Whilst you're waiting, $Gray2 smiles at you, encouraging you for the day ahead. You do the best you can for the woman who has the responsibility of feminizing you.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMzGh6KR/Desk-Ash.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $Home is 1>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash ). Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>><<set $Stress to $Stress - 2>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her. Thoughts of Miss $Gray are annoying, though, since you’d much rather be thinking about the goddess right next to you. Being around Mistress $Ash , even when you’re forbidden from talking to her, is like nirvana for a submissive slave like yourself. Even more irritating than the thought of Miss $Gray knaving you from thought of your queen, is when she takes a more deliberate approach of separating you from Mistress, which she enforces by demanding you stop looking towards her.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash .) Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>Likely thanks to your transformed relationship with her, $Gray2 barely bothers you through the class. It seems she knows feminizing you is taxing enough without giving you the further stress of a torrent of questions. Besides, she did admit to giving you far better grades than you deserve. All this isn’t to say she extends the same favor to $Ash , who she practically bullies with questions for an hour. To her credit, she does as she said you must. $Ash fulfills the role of a perfect student well. She answers every question with an almost obsessive level of detail. Having close relationships with both women is a complex situation to be in, especially when they both seem intent on screwing the other one over. A day may come when you have to truly decide between them, unless a third option presents itself. <</if>> <<if $HeelSurg is 1 and $ShoesC is 1>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>The lack of high heels propping up your feet is already causing great distress in your legs. <</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>The butt plug occupying your rear leaves your mind racing with dirty thoughts. <</if>><<if $Boobs gt 5 and $Bra is 0>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>Your prominent boobs do bother you. You're both worried about your nipples blushing over being stared at, and your budding breasts having no support. At this size, they really require it. <</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8 and $BlackmailVibrator is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>It’s inevitable with how horny you are, that your mind, and your eyes, will wander. When they do rest on the bodies of your peers, a not quite pleasant vibration shoots through your chastity cage. It serves to stop you looking at the other students, but not for long. After several jolts over the period, you’re left even hornier.<<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 1 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 3 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 2>>With how horny you are, you could very easily let your eyes wander to the other students, but when she’s around, you only have eyes for her.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class.If $Gray2 notices, she doesn’t seem to care.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is not 2>>You manage to pay attention during the lesson, taking notes and listening diligently.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is 2>>With Mistress $Ash next to you, it’s hard to do anything productive during the lesson.<</if>> <<if $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>[[16-2 Gray<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>[[16-2 Ash<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<set $AnalS to $AnalS + 1, $SuckS to $SuckS + 1>>\ <<set $W4Ask to 0>>\ <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of $Gray2 the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>You arrive in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray , nervously awaiting your lunchtime training.<</if>> <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2 already has the two fucking machines setup before you arrive. Despite being a trainer of yours and $Ash ‘s continued sluttification, she doesn’t even have to interact with you anymore if she doesn't want to. “Well, what are you waiting for?” Your teacher yells at you from behind her desk. “Get stripped and in position. You don’t want to leave your boyfriends waiting.” $Ash scoffs at $Gray2 ‘s teasing, but obeys out of fake deference. The two of you kneel, doggy style, in front of the machines.\ <<elseif $Home is 4>>Miss $Gray already has the two fucking machines setup before you arrive. Despite being a trainer of yours and $Ash ‘s continued sluttification, she doesn’t even have to interact with you anymore if she doesn't want to. “Well, what are you waiting for?” Your teacher yells at you from behind her desk. “Get stripped and in position. You don’t want to leave your boyfriends waiting.” $Ash scoffs at Miss $Gray ‘s teasing, but obeys out of fake deference. The two of you kneel, doggy style, in front of the machines.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>Miss $Gray already has the fucking machine setup before you arrive. Despite being your sadistic sissifier, she doesn’t even have to interact with you anymore if she doesn't want to. “Well, what are you waiting for?” Your teacher yells at you from behind her desk. “Get stripped and in position. You don’t want to leave your boyfriend waiting.” Obediently, you do as you’re told, kneeling, doggy style, in front of the machine.<</if>><<if $ButtPlug is 1>>\ \ There’s a robotic giggle from the machine. “What’s this?” There’s a slight pressure against the butt plug already occupying your rear. Perhaps it’s made your “boyfriend” jealous. “You really are a slut, aren’t you?” Though you can’t see what it’s up to, you can hear the sound of air being sucked, and then what feels like an object pulling against the plug. The next thing you know, the butt plug violently soars out of your asshole. “There, all empty for master.”<</if>>\ <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>”How’s your day been, sissy? I hope it’s not been too stressful. Did you sleep well?” It’s hard to take seriously the machine’s attempt at niceties when its cock is working its way inside you. You can, however, appreciate the gentle way it does that. Having sex with a robot is strange enough; you don’t need it going in raw without any foreplay. “Today, we’ll continue your sissy training. I can’t wait to report back to your mistress how well behaved you’ve been.” “What was that whore? Did you just call me a bastard? You’ve earned yourself an extra 20 thrusts per minute, missy!” You’d almost laugh at $Ash ‘s partner being as rude and uncaring as you’ve seen it been were you not so worried at a retaliation from your housemate later. “Nevermind him, honey.” Your AI interrupts your observations. “Think of me like a masseuse, hitting all the right spots and leaving you relaxed like you’ve just had a rejuvenative slumber.” The machine does as promised, giving you a pleasurable pounding that rivals $Gray2 ‘s sex skills. Admittedly, though, it does feel less…intimate without the human touch of your teacher, though maybe that will change as you get used to the unique touch of the machine, especially if it does adapt to the signs you’re giving off.\ <<elseif $Home is 4>>”I hope you’re ready slut. I hate it when my sissies ask me to go slower and complain. But just to let you know, if you do complain, I won’t care. In fact, I’d probably just go faster. The only time I want that pretty little mouth of yours to open is when you’re moaning in ecstasy.” The machine is already slipping its cock inside you whilst giving you its welcoming speel. “What was that whore? Did you just call me a bastard? You’ve earned yourself an extra 20 thrusts per minute, missy!” You’d almost laugh at $Ash ‘s partner being as rude and uncaring as you’ve seen it been were you not so worried at a retaliation from your housemate later. “Nevermind him, slag.” Your AI interrupts your observations. “You’re gonna be far too busy drooling at the mouth, and crotch, to care what they’re doing once I properly start.”\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>”Ah! There’s my favorite sissy! Back for your daily fucking, I see. That’s good, because I have the libido of a bonobo monkey!” //They clearly never spent a lot of time teaching this machine sex talk// It inserts itself with the expected subtlety of a machine which would compare itself to a primate, skipping the foreplay stage entirely. “I know it can hurt, but remember, that pain is necessary in order to become a better sissy. And afterall, that’s what you want, isn't it?” It doesn’t slow down as the fucking ramps up even further, with the machine clearly looking for signs that you’re enjoying it.<</if>> <<if $Home is 3 and $Stress gt $Horny>>”Curious, your cortisol levels seem to be high. Evidently you’re not enjoying this enough.” The thrusting ramps up in speed and aggression. “You’ll learn to love cock pounding you, regardless of your worries.” Perhaps you misunderstood the point of the machine’s ability to read your reaction. Maybe its default setting would be to act more loving or compassionate in this situation, but Miss $Gray has clearly changed it to reflect how she would act - cold and cruel. If only, you imagine she thought, she could alter your settings so easily. [[16-2 Gray 2<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $W4Stress to $W4Stress + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and $Horny gte $Stress>>”My analysis shows your cortisol levels are significantly lower than those dictating your lust - decreasing energy output until requested to speed up again.” Just like that, the machine slows down. Not quite to a crawl, but it does almost feel sarcastic. If it needs to be asked to go faster, is it looking for Miss $Gray to request it, or you? [[16-2 Gray 2<-Say nothing][$Horny to $Horny + 1, $W4Horny to $W4Horny + 1, $W4Ask to 1]]\ [[16-2 Gray 2<-”Please fuck me harder”][$Horny to $Horny + 1, $W4Ask to 2, $W4Horny to $W4Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Stress gt $Horny>>”Curious, your cortisol levels seem to be high. You’re not worried about me being as aggressive as him, are you?” Your attention returns to $Ash , who’s still being violated by the machine like she said something awful about its mother. “Well, you don’t have to. I’m sure it’s distracting, but if you concentrated on trying to enjoy yourself, you’d be able to.” [[16-2 Gray 2<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $W4Stress to $W4Stress + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Horny gte $Stress>>”My analysis shows your cortisol levels are significantly lower than those dictating your lust. You're exactly the slut I was promised you’d be. I can’t wait to train you more and more. You’ll be addicted to my cock!” [[16-2 Gray 2<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1, $W4Horny to $W4Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Stress gt $Horny>>”Curious, your cortisol levels seem to be high. Your mistress instructed me to be kind to you and go slower under such a scenario, but I detected a high level of oxytocin and other ”nice” hormones in her body. Thankfully, my programming allows me to override such commands if it’s for a greater good. You’ll learn to love my cock one way or another!” The dildo goes into overdrive, fucking you like it were going out of fashion. It’s so fast that you can barely get a word slip between moans, so you’re unable to warn $Gray2 about the faulty machine. [[16-2 Gray 2<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $W4Stress to $W4Stress + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Horny gte $Stress>>”Now there’s the slut I was promised! My senses are detecting that you’re loving this. I can’t wait to train you even more over the coming weeks. You’ll be the sissy whore begging for cock that you were destined to be!” [[16-2 Gray 2<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1, $W4Horny to $W4Horny + 1]]<</if>>

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/6qGcHkZ0/Machine-2.jpg]] <<if $Home is 3 and $Stress gt $Horny>>The machine continues fucking you as hard and as fast as it teased. While your worries do subside in your mind, they’re doubtless to return once the anal wrecking ceases. Maybe if the machine could fuck you 24/7, you wouldn’t have to worry about chores, or whatever crazy thing $Ash will do next, though it might also bring about some new issues.\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and $Horny gte $Stress and $W4Ask is 0>>You remain silent, letting the machine do as it pleases, which proves to be quite tedious. It’s like watching someone solve a puzzle you already know the solution to. You’re almost tempted to yell “come on already!” or something similarly inspiring, but instead remain quiet, only letting the occasional gasp escape your mouth.\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and $Horny gte $Stress and $W4Ask is 1>>”Please…” it’s at this point that you for the first time realize you have no idea of the machine’s name, or even if it has one, so you try your best to improvise. The result is even more humiliating. “Please, sir, fuck me harder! I want your cock more than I’ve ever wanted anything.” If the machine had a face, you’re sure it’d be smiling. “Good whore. That’s what I wanted to hear.” The dildo ramps up in speed surprisingly quickly, immediately causing an audible reaction from you. Despite that shock, you’re loving the reinvigorated fucking.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Stress gt $Horny>>Having the exhibition of intense sex going on next to you is erotic, but even with that, you struggling to get to the “special place” you’d need to cum, at least when it comes to an anal orgasm.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Horny gte $Stress>>Having the exhibition of intense sex going on next to you is insanely erotic, helping to ramp up your lust into overdrive, as if the rhythmic thrusting in your wasn’t enough.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Stress gt $Horny>>The machine continues to fuck your ass into oblivion in its twisted attempts at “helping” you. You're amazed that a sex machine would be willing to rise against its programming, but after everything else you saw at the sex toy event, it should hardly be surprising.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Horny gte $Stress>>Strangely, the compliments of the machine encourage you further, though it was hardly necessary. Your lust is overwhelming, and it’s hard to argue that the machine is bad at its job.<</if>> <<if $Pills gt 11>>Just like before, having two massive milkers drooping from your chest, pressed against the floor, adds to the situation immensely. As though you were the machine’s often taken advantage off secretary, you don’t even deserve the added comfort of a desk when your fucked. You’re left to be shagged on the floor, making it even more humiliating.\ <<elseif $Pills gt 4>>Adding to the experience, is your boobs, which hang from your chest, occasionally kissing the floor, making you feel even sluttier. As though you were the machine’s often taken advantage off secretary, you don’t even deserve the added comfort of a desk when your fucked. You’re left to be shagged on the floor, making it even more humiliating.<</if>> <<if $W4Ask is 1>>The anal pounding goes on for some time, but thanks to your reluctance to ask the machine to go harder, you screwed yourself out of a potential orgasm. Even if your lust was at maximum and you were dripping precum like piss, this speed couldn’t get an orgasm out of you. It’s simply too slow for you. Eventually, the hour is up, and Miss $Gray comes over to turn the fucking machine off, which you’re thankful for. “It seems like you were having a blast.” She sarcastically teases. No doubt she can see the machine’s readings, and understands how it opted to play with you today. She lets you dress yourself before dismissing you. [[16-2d<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8>><<set $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1>>The anal pounding goes on for some time, annoyingly so, in fact. Halfway through the session, an orgasm inevitably releases itself. In the moment, it was amazing. Any opportunity to ejaculate these days is appreciated, even when it’s in your classroom and the cum is left to pool up at the base of your caged clitty, and it felt amazing for maybe 15 seconds afterwards. That’s when it hits you about what your teacher has been trying to teach you - it’s not about if you cum or not, it’s about if your partner. If you manage to orgasm, great, but your partner won’t care, and neither does the machine. It notices that you manage to cum (which you know because of its snide and teasing remarks), but continues plowing away regardless, not changing speed or intensity in the least. The experience after the orgasm is a twisted reflection of the first half, with you hating that you came so quickly. Someone with a pornstar level of experience might be able to achieve a second orgasm in this situation, but you’re still far too inexperienced.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 4>>The anal pounding goes on for some time, the whole time you’re promising yourself you’ll make it to orgasm; you’re certainly horny enough, and you have a whole hour of this. How could your orgasm not be inevitable? Well, as it turns out, an hour of intense fucking can fly by surprising quickly. 60 minutes halves to 30, and then halves again to 15, with you still not releasing your sexual build up. “Surely I’ll be able to in the next minute!” You encourage yourself, and so drunk with lust, you actually believe it. Of course, tomorrow never comes, and neither do you.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 5>>The anal pounding goes on for some time, the whole time you’re enjoying it from an almost absent point of view. It’s not the machine doesn’t fuck well (it does) and it’s not that you’re a stranger to sexual encounters in this classroom (you are), but you’re simply not turned on enough to get properly into it. Not that the experience isn’t dislikeable, but it’s like when you would masturbate not out of over desire to cum, but out of habit (back when you could actually jack off like a normal man). You’re simply //there//.<</if>> <<if $GrayBestie is 1 and $W4Ask is 0>>”Okay, I think you two sluts have had enough today, though I’m sure you’d disagree were you not so cock drunk.” $Gray2 turns off both the machines, giving you enough time to recover and get dressed. You were so distracted once the machine properly started to notice if $Ash managed to cum herself. Of course, it wouldn’t matter much in the long term. She’s perpetually pissed from $Gray2 ‘s training and chastisement to care about a simple orgasm which would provide only an hour of relief. Despite your feelings towards her sometimes, you can at least admit she has a lot more willpower than you. There’s been times you’d be willing to cut your ear off in exchange for an orgasm from your teacher.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $W4Ask is 0>>”Okay, I think you two sluts have had enough today, though I’m sure you’d disagree were you not so cock drunk.” Miss $Gray turns off both the machines, giving you enough time to recover and get dressed. You were so distracted once the machine properly started to notice if $Ash managed to cum herself. Of course, it wouldn’t matter much in the long term. She’s perpetually pissed from $Gray2 ‘s training and chastisement to care about a simple orgasm which would provide only an hour of relief. Despite your feelings towards her sometimes, you can at least admit she has a lot more willpower than you. There’s been times you’d be willing to cut your ear off in exchange for an orgasm from your teacher.\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and $W4Ask is 2>>”I think you’ve had enough today, slut. Don’t bother protesting, you little cock whore, I have other things to do.” Miss $Gray teases, turning off the machine, letting you recover and get dressed.<</if>> <<if $Horny gt 9 and $W4Ask is 0>>Your teacher dismisses you, leaving you to go to your next class, hoping the smell of sex and shame radiating off you isn’t noticeable. [[16-2d<-Continue][$Horny to 2, $Stress to $Stress - 3]]\ <<elseif $Horny gt 4 and $W4Ask is 0>>Your teacher dismisses you, leaving you to go to your next class, hoping the smell of sex and shame radiating off you isn’t noticeable. [[16-2d<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Horny lt 5 and $W4Ask is 0>>Your teacher dismisses you, leaving you to go to your next class, hoping the smell of sex and shame radiating off you isn’t noticeable. [[16-2d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress - 1]]<</if>>

“I prefer to suck cocks.” <<if $Home is 2>>Mistress <</if>>$Ash reflects on your answer, slightly surprised at your response. “You’ve got an oral fixation, have you? I understand your choice. There’s less pain in sucking, isn’t there? And there’s no need for a warm up, and it’s much easier to do whenever you want. If you were riding shotgun, you could give head to the driver. Trying doing anal like that! Plus, you get to dress up your mouth much more, don’t you? There’s lipstick, lip rings and tongue piercings you can play around with. There’s not nearly as much you can do with your little hole back there, is there? A fine choice, sissy. That’s decided your training today. It’ll be the same as you’re used to now, vibrating butt plug and all, but with one added twist. I’m sure a mouth slut like you is going to love it!” <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash has you lean over, presenting your butt, which is more than visible in this position despite the skirt.<<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash has you lean over, presenting your butt, which is more than visible in this position despite the skirt.<</if>> <<if $ButtPlug is 1>>”I’m glad you already came prepared.” She teases, pulling slightly at the butt plug already inside you. With a heavy jaunt, it flies out, leaving your ass feeling painfully empty. <</if>> The <<if $ButtPlug is 1>>new <</if>>silicone sex toy prods your rear, deliberately playing with you until it finally enters. Despite your past experience of anal play, the plug takes some effort to be pushed in, but you’re definitely getting better at it. It quickly whirs to life, which still catches you off guard. “Don’t blow your load yet.” She teases, noticing the telltale signs of a hot mind from you. Used to the violent rattling of the butt plug, you’ve learned to enjoy it, perhaps enough that you might actually be able to cum. “Though I suppose I wouldn’t mind if you did cum, as long as I got to first.” <<if $Home is 2>>Mistress<<elseif $Home is 1>>$Ash<</if>> suggests. She equips the strap on, but not the one you’re used to. It’s slightly longer, and its balls hang with added weight that you’re not used to seeing. “Get to work, sissy!” <<if $Home is 1>>Egged on by the thought that she might let you orgasm today, your knees hit the floor like you were about to suck the dick of a millionaire.<<elseif $Home is 2>>As if you needed more incentive than being commanded by your mistress, the thought of a potential orgasm, both for her and you, encourages like nothing else.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJN5R63C/Ash-Toilet-anal.jpg]] Rather than waiting for the dildo to come to you, you strike first, lunging with an intensity <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash <<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash <</if>> isn’t ready for. She stumbles back with one foot, and laughs at the display in front of her. “I clearly underestimated how well I trained you. That mouth of yours is certifiably cock hungry! That’s good, because I have a massive load to give.” She steps forward and lets you suck more. You’re gagging on the fake cock, but can’t even tell if <<if $Home is 2>>Goddess’ <<elseif $Home is 1>>$Ash ‘s <</if>> hand is forcing you there because you’d remain regardless. The butt plug, which a week ago almost forced a state of stasis and shock upon you, now only encourages you to suck harder, and, unconsciously, your body bounces on it. “Oh sissy, I’m gonna cum!” <<if $Home is 2>>Mistress <</if>>$Ash yells at the top of her lungs, but no wet spot forms on the front of her panties. Instead, a flavor leaks out from the tip of cock, filling your mouth with its familiar taste. It’s cum, or at least,<<if $Home is 2>>Mistress <</if>> $Ash ‘s homemade synthetic. The feel of a dick erupting inside your mouth, purely from the mastery of your oral skills encourages you on, so much so that you can feel your own orgasm fast approaching. <<if $Horny lt 5>>...but it takes a turn at the last junction. A couple drops of precum leak out, staining your panties, but that’s the closest thing you’ll have to orgasm, today at least. If you were more turned on, perhaps you could have filled your panties with semen like you desperately crave to, but not like this.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9>>It feels like cum is filling your clitty, and is right on the verge of release, but all you get is a few trickles of a mix between cum and precum that drips into your panties: the closest thing to an orgasm a sissy should hope for. The sensation leaves you on the sexual edge still, yet you feel some amount of relief. Is this, you wonder, what it’s like when a woman orgasms?\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 1>>And it arrives in a sensational rush. There’s no determinate moment of the orgasm. The experience gives you an opportunity to sit among the stars and understand what it means to be invincible. For a moment of immeasurable length, you feel beyond your earthly means and both ethereal, and yet immortal. It goes on and on and never seems to end until you simply feel less…otherworldly. There’s a buzzing in your butt, a rubber dildo in your mouth, and a pool of cum drying in your panties.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 2 and visited("13-2 Ash Beg")>>And it arrives in a sensational rush. There’s no determinate moment of the orgasm. The experience gives you an opportunity to sit among the stars and understand what it means to be invincible. For a moment of immeasurable length, you feel beyond your earthly means and both ethereal, and yet immortal. It goes on and on and never seems to end until you simply feel less…otherworldly. And that’s when the party begins. It’s like you never felt the floor beneath you before, or the skin on your body…or the skirt flowing on your lap…or the strap on in your mouth. Looking up, you see that monster behind the cock…$Ash : the woman who hypnotized you into wearing the outfit your body is coated in, and who forced the huge butt plug inside of you which vibrates still. And then it hits you that you’ve been here before, in this toilet, awake to see $Ash as the villain she is…but she... //What did she do?// //She clicked her fingers!// You rise up as she sees the mistake of letting you cum. Her sly fingers move together, ready to entrance you once more, but you interlock your fingers with hers, forcing her against the wall as you do. “WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? YOU CAN’T JUST HYPNOTIZE PEOPLE AS YOU SEE FIT!” “I’m sorry $name “ she panics, flustered in her state of deference. “It was an accident(?)” “An accident? AN ACCIDENT? YOU CAN’T LIE YOUR WAY OUT OF THIS. WHEN I TELL EVERYONE WHAT YOU’VE DONE, YOU’LL BE GOING TO AN ASYLUM.” “And what are you going to tell people when you do? That I opened up your eyes to a new realm of possibilities and potential? That I had experienced so many joys in my life, and I wanted to share those moments with you, my loving partner?” “Enough, $Ash . This is over. I’m done with you.” “$name , there’s just one thing you’re not considering.” “What’s that?” “Your nuts.” For a second, you’re completely baffled, but it makes sense a moment too late. She jams her knee into your crotch, striking your testicles head on. The crippling pain forces you to your knees, losing physical control of your assailant. “Hey $name !” You look up to $Ash , who’s fingers click in front of her evil grin. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/CM9wCdQ5/Spiral_2.jpg]] You’re on the floor, clutching your balls, which are in great pain for some reason. Mistress $Ash is standing above you, holding her knee. When she sees you stir, she extends her hand, generously helping you to your feet. “I’m sorry mistress, I have no idea what happened.” “Oh? It was quite the sight, sissy. After you came, you collapsed in a heap on the floor, murmuring about how much you like sucking cock and being my slave. You were in a trance and I didn’t know if it was dangerous to wake you or not.” “That’s strange. But why do my balls hurt? And why are you holding your knee?” “Curious today, aren’t you, sissy?” She replies in a curt tone. “When you first collapsed to the floor, I rushed over because I was worried about you. That’s when I slipped. I felt right on top of your clitty cage. I guess you must have hurt your little outside ovaries then.” “Oh. Please forgive me, mistress. I didn’t mean to make you worry.” “”Forgive you?” I’ll have to think about it. For now, we should head to our next lessons.” She wipes some sweat off her forehead. She removes the butt plug from your rear, before you both head to your next lesson, your balls still writhing in pain. [[16-2d<-Continue][$Horny to 2, $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 2]]\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 2>>And it arrives in a sensational rush. There’s no determinate moment of the orgasm. The experience gives you an opportunity to sit among the stars and understand what it means to be invincible. For a moment of immeasurable length, you feel beyond your earthly means and both ethereal, and yet immortal. It goes on and on and never seems to end until you simply feel less…otherworldly. And that’s when the party begins. It’s like you never felt the floor beneath you before, or the skin on your body…or the skirt flowing on your lap…or the strap on in your mouth. Looking up, you see that monster behind the cock…$Ash : the woman who hypnotized you into wearing the outfit your body is coated in, and who forced the huge butt plug inside of you which vibrates still. The manipulative witch you stand up to make eye contact with shudders at seeing the fury in your eyes. “You crazy bitch! I can’t believe what you did to me. You know I could never love you, so you hypnotized me to be your slave? You’re mad, just so mad and crazy and utterly insane.” “$name , I can explain, you see…” She doesn’t explain anything. She merely lifts her hand up to your eyes, and clicks. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/CM9wCdQ5/Spiral_2.jpg]] Mistress $Ash is standing over you, and she helps you to your feet. “I have to say sissy, I knew I was doing a great job training you, but I never thought I would have made such a deep impact so quickly.” “Why? What happened?” “After you came, you collapsed on the floor, confessing your undying love, both for me, and for juicy, hard cocks.” “Oh.” You begin to blush. “I’m sorry I couldn’t keep sucking your dick, mistress. Please forgive me?” Mistress begins to laugh. “Forgive you? Maybe in time.” You can feel the humor in her words, yet they still sting. “For now, we should head to our next lesson.” She removes the butt plug from your rear, before you both head to your next lesson. [[16-2d<-Continue][$Horny to 2, $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 2]]<</if>> <<if $Horny lt 9 and $Home is 1>>Sufficiently pleased at the throat training, $Ash pulls out, wiping the strings of saliva from the dildo on the side of your cheeks as she does. “Well, that was fun" she teases as she beckons you to bend over so that she might remove the whirring butt plug from your rear. “But I can’t wait to move on to the next step of your training. It’s going to be so hot seeing you…oops, I almost ruined the surprise.” You recover from the almost orgasm, adjusting your skirt in the bathroom mirror. Eventually, $Ash and you head to your next lesson. [[16-2d<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 2, $Stress to $Stress - 1]]\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 1>>Sufficiently pleased at the throat training, $Ash pulls out, wiping the strings of saliva from the dildo on the side of your cheeks as she does. “Well, that was fun" she teases as she beckons you to bend over so that she might remove the whirring butt plug from your rear. “But I can’t wait to move on to the next step of your training. It’s going to be so hot seeing you…oops, I almost ruined the surprise.” You recover from the intensive orgasm, adjusting your skirt in the bathroom mirror. Eventually, $Ash and you head to your next lesson. [[16-2d<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 2, $Stress to $Stress - 1]]\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is 2>>Sufficiently pleased at the throat training, Mistress $Ash pulls out, wiping the strings of saliva from the dildo on the side of your cheeks as she does. “Well, that was fun" she teases as she beckons you to bend over so that she might remove the whirring butt plug from your rear. “But I can’t wait to move on to the next step of your training. It’s going to be so hot seeing you…oops, I almost ruined the surprise.” You recover from the almost orgasm, adjusting your skirt in the bathroom mirror. Eventually, Mistress $Ash and you head to your next lesson, though you can’t help but marvel at what wonderful idea goddess has to train you next. [[16-2d<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 2, $Stress to $Stress - 1]]<</if>>

“I prefer to be fucked in the ass.” <<if $Home is 2>>Mistress <</if>>$Ash reflects on your answer, unsurprised at your response. “A selfish answer, though I can’t say I blame you. Feeling something hard penetrate your little hole is incomparable, isn’t it? And it can be so much more fun than giving head, especially with that remnant of your masculinity - your prostate. Plus, it’s much easier to reach orgasm through anal, isn't it? Well, that’s changed your training today somewhat. Forget about my vibrating plug; I’ll be roughing up your insides myself!” She takes out a looping strap from her bag, with an accessory held up in the center. The strap, as is the nature of <<if $Home is 2>>Mistress <</if>>$Ash ‘s choices, is a bright pink, and the accessory is a small, though girthy, 3 inch dildo. She smiles at seeing you realize what it’s for. Her hands delicately wrap the strap around your head, and the fake cock is positioned in your mouth. With the shutting of the rear clasp, you’re left sucking silicone. The dildo doesn’t protrude too far into your mouth, but it’s impossible to forget its presence. “What do you think? Are you enjoying it?” <<if $Home is 2>>Mistress <</if>>$Ash giggles. Next, <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash has you get on all fours, presenting your butt, which is more than visible in this position despite the skirt.<<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash has you get on all fours, presenting your butt, which is more than visible in this position despite the skirt.<</if>><<if $ButtPlug is 1>> ”I’m glad you already came prepared.” She teases, pulling slightly at the butt plug already inside you. With a heavy jaunt, it flies out, leaving your ass feeling painfully empty. <</if>> With beady eyes, you observe <<if $Home is 2>>Mistress <</if>>$Ash slip into a familiar strapon. “Aww, I guess you can’t lube it up, can you? That’s okay. I think spit is all you deserve.” She slowly drools a glob of saliva down onto the dildo she’s wearing, giving it a handjob to cover it completely. After that, she kneels down behind you. <<if $Horny gt 4>>With how horny you are, it feels like she’s taking agonizingly long to start your training. <<else>>Still yet to feel much in the way of lust over this situation, you don’t mind that she’s taking a while to get set up.<</if>> Eventually, though, the head of her cock pokes at your chocolate starfish. The tantalizing teasing ends in a hurry when the penis slips inside you in one succinct lunge. “Don’t blow your load yet.” <<if $Home is 2>>Mistress <</if>>$Ash teases, noticing the telltale signs of a hot mind from you. Even if it has been a while since you’ve taken her fake cock, the sensation is near heavenly right now. “Though I suppose I wouldn’t mind if you did cum, as long as I got to first.” <<if $Home is 2>>Mistress<<elseif $Home is 1>>$Ash<</if>> suggests. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJN5R63C/Ash-Toilet-anal.jpg]] Her hips slap against your back with every vigorous thrust that she drives into you. <<if $Home is 2>>Annoyingly, the gag goddess forced you into prevents you from thanking Mistress with her usual deserved praise. The other effect it has is stifling your breathing. To compensate for that, you breathe heavily through your nose. Mistress $Ash , however, interprets that as a sign that you’re incredibly turned on, and approaching an orgasm.<<elseif $Home is 1>>Annoyingly, the gag goddess forced you into prevents you from thanking Mistress with her usual deserved praise. The other effect it has is stifling your breathing. To compensate for that, you breathe heavily through your nose. $Ash , however, interprets that as a sign that you’re incredibly turned on, and approaching an orgasm.<</if>> She continues rearranging your insides for a while. Her moans are getting louder the entire time. Since she isn’t getting direct stimulation to her vagina, she clearly must get a lot sexually from training you as a sissy. Your moans, muffled as they are, also crescendo, until you feel what seems like an orgasm approaching. <<if $Horny lt 5>>...but it takes a turn at the last junction. A couple drops of precum leak out, staining your panties, but that’s the closest thing you’ll have to orgasm, today at least. If you were more turned on, perhaps you could have filled your panties with semen like you desperately crave to, but not like this.\ <<elseif $Home lt 9>>It feels like cum is filling your clitty, and is right on the verge of release, but all you get is a few trickles of a mix between cum and precum that drips into your panties: the closest thing to an orgasm a sissy should hope for. The sensation leaves you on the sexual edge still, yet you feel some amount of relief. Is this, you wonder, what it’s like when a woman orgasms?\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 1>>And it arrives in a sensational rush. There’s no determinate moment of the orgasm. The experience gives you an opportunity to sit among the stars and understand what it means to be invincible. For a moment of immeasurable length, you feel beyond your earthly means and both ethereal, and yet immortal. It goes on and on and never seems to end until you simply feel less…otherworldly. There’s a hard cock in your butt, a dildo in your mouth, and a pool of cum drying in your panties.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 2 and visited("13-2 Ash Beg")>>And it arrives in a sensational rush. There’s no determinate moment of the orgasm. The experience gives you an opportunity to sit among the stars and understand what it means to be invincible. For a moment of immeasurable length, you feel beyond your earthly means and both ethereal, and yet immortal. It goes on and on and never seems to end until you simply feel less…otherworldly. And that’s when the party begins. It’s like you never felt the floor beneath you before, or the skin on your body…or the skirt flowing on your lap…or the strap on in your butt. Un-impaling yourself and rising, you see that monster behind the cock…$Ash : the woman who hypnotized you into wearing the outfit your body is coated in, and who forced the dildo gag on you still restricting your speech. And then it hits you that you’ve been here before, in this toilet, awake to see $Ash as the villain she is…but she… //What did she do?// //She clicked her fingers!// Her sly fingers move together, ready to entrance you once more, but you interlock your fingers with hers, forcing her against the wall as you do. “MMM! MMMM MM MMMMM MMMM MMM?!” “I’m sorry $name , I can’t understand you with that gag on.” Her playing dumb just enrages you more. “MMM’MM MMMMMMMMM MMMMMM MM!” “I’m sorry babe, but I just don’t speak pathetic loser. Why don’t you try signing what you mean?” You’d slap $Ash , but you know the moment you release your grasp of her hands, those devilish fingers will click once more. “Listen, $name , if we could just sit down and talk like civilized people, I could explain all this to you.” When she sees you’re not taking the bait, she rolls her eyes. “Oh well, at least I tried. Say goodbye to your nuts.” For a second, you’re completely baffled, but it makes sense a moment too late. She jams her knee into your crotch, striking your testicles head on. The crippling pain forces you to your knees, losing physical control of your assailant. “Hey $name !” You look up to $Ash , who’s fingers click in front of her evil grin. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/CM9wCdQ5/Spiral_2.jpg]] You’re on the floor, clutching your balls, which are in great pain for some reason. Mistress $Ash is standing above you, holding her knee. When she sees you stir, she extends her hand, generously helping you to your feet. She also assists you in removing the gag present in your mouth. “I’m sorry mistress, I have no idea what happened.” “Oh? It was quite the sight, sissy. After you came, you collapsed in a heap on the floor, murmuring about how much you like sucking cock and being my slave. You were in a trance and I didn’t know if it was dangerous to wake you or not.” “That’s strange. But why do my balls hurt? And why are you holding your knee?” “Curious today, aren’t you, sissy?” She replies in a curt tone. “When you first collapsed to the floor, I rushed over because I was worried about you. That’s when I slipped. I felt right on top of your clitty cage. I guess you must have hurt your little outside ovaries then.” “Oh. Please forgive me, mistress. I didn’t mean to make you worry.” “”Forgive you?” I’ll have to think about it. For now, we should head to our next lessons.” She wipes some sweat off her forehead. As suggested, you both head to your next lesson, your balls still writhing in pain. [[16-2d<-Continue][$Horny to 2, $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 2]]\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 2>>And it arrives in a sensational rush. There’s no determinate moment of the orgasm. The experience gives you an opportunity to sit among the stars and understand what it means to be invincible. For a moment of immeasurable length, you feel beyond your earthly means and both ethereal, and yet immortal. It goes on and on and never seems to end until you simply feel less…otherworldly. And that’s when the party begins. It’s like you never felt the floor beneath you before, or the skin on your body…or the skirt flowing on your lap…or the strap on in your butt. Un-impaling yourself and rising, you see that monster behind the cock…$Ash : the woman who hypnotized you into wearing the outfit your body is coated in, and who forced the dildo gag on you still restricting your speech. The manipulative witch you stand up to make eye contact with shudders at seeing the fury in your eyes. “MMM! MMMM MM MMMMM MMMM MMM?!” “$name , I can explain, you see…” She doesn’t explain anything. She merely lifts her hand up to your eyes, and clicks. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/CM9wCdQ5/Spiral_2.jpg]] Mistress $Ash is standing over you, and she helps you to your feet, assisting in the removal of the gag too. “I have to say sissy, I knew I was doing a great job training you, but I never thought I would have made such a deep impact so quickly.” “Why? What happened?” “After you came, you collapsed on the floor, confessing your undying love, both for me, and for juicy, hard cocks.” “Oh.” You begin to blush. “I’m sorry I couldn’t keep sucking your dick, mistress. Please forgive me?” Mistress begins to laugh. “Forgive you? Maybe in time.” You can feel the humor in her words, yet they still sting. “For now, we should head to our next lesson.” You follow Mistress’ commands, leaving to go to your next lesson. [[16-2d<-Continue][$Horny to 2, $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 2]]<</if>> <<if $Horny lt 9 and $Home is 1>>Sufficiently pleased at the anal training, $Ash pulls out. “Well, that was fun" she teases as she beckons you to rise so that she might take off the gag. “But I can’t wait to move on to the next step of your training. It’s going to be so hot seeing you…oops, I almost ruined the surprise.” You recover from the almost orgasm, adjusting your skirt in the bathroom mirror. Eventually, $Ash and you head to your next lesson. [[16-2d<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 2, $Stress to $Stress - 1]]\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 1>>Sufficiently pleased at the anal training, $Ash pulls out. “Well, that was fun" she teases as she beckons you to rise so that she might take off the gag. “But I can’t wait to move on to the next step of your training. It’s going to be so hot seeing you…oops, I almost ruined the surprise.” You recover from the intense orgasm, adjusting your skirt in the bathroom mirror. Eventually, $Ash and you head to your next lesson. [[16-2d<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 2, $Stress to $Stress - 1]]\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is 2>>Sufficiently pleased at the anal training, Mistress $Ash pulls out. “Well, that was fun" she teases as she beckons you to rise so that she might take off the gag. “But I can’t wait to move on to the next step of your training. It’s going to be so hot seeing you…oops, I almost ruined the surprise.” You recover from the almost orgasm, adjusting your skirt in the bathroom mirror. Eventually, Mistress $Ash and you head to your next lesson, though you can’t help but marvel at what wonderful idea goddess has to train you next. [[16-2d<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 2, $Stress to $Stress - 1]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 8>><<set $M to 0>>\ <<if $Home is 1>>The other students file in around you, most notably, your trainer and one of your keyholders, $Ash .\ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. You can’t imagine how hellish it would be if there weren’t anyone but you two to face Miss $Gray ‘s wrath.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>Your eyes are locked on the door like you’re an eager bird watcher, seeking the beautiful creature that would light up your day by their presence. For you, that delightful moment arrives when Mistress $Ash walks into the classroom, sitting next to you, instantly filling you with joy.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. Whilst you're waiting, $Gray2 smiles at you, encouraging you for the day ahead. You do the best you can for the woman who has the responsibility of feminizing you.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMzGh6KR/Desk-Ash.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $Home is 1>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash ). Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>><<set $Stress to $Stress - 2>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her. Thoughts of Miss $Gray are annoying, though, since you’d much rather be thinking about the goddess right next to you. Being around Mistress $Ash , even when you’re forbidden from talking to her, is like nirvana for a submissive slave like yourself. Even more irritating than the thought of Miss $Gray knaving you from thought of your queen, is when she takes a more deliberate approach of separating you from Mistress, which she enforces by demanding you stop looking towards her.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash .) Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>Likely thanks to your transformed relationship with her, $Gray2 barely bothers you through the class. It seems she knows feminizing you is taxing enough without giving you the further stress of a torrent of questions. Besides, she did admit to giving you far better grades than you deserve. All this isn’t to say she extends the same favor to $Ash , who she practically bullies with questions for an hour. To her credit, she does as she said you must. $Ash fulfills the role of a perfect student well. She answers every question with an almost obsessive level of detail. Having close relationships with both women is a complex situation to be in, especially when they both seem intent on screwing the other one over. A day may come when you have to truly decide between them, unless a third option presents itself. <</if>> <<if $HeelSurg is 1 and $ShoesC is 1>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>The lack of high heels propping up your feet is already causing great distress in your legs. <</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>The butt plug occupying your rear leaves your mind racing with dirty thoughts. <</if>><<if $Boobs gt 5 and $Bra is 0>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>Your prominent boobs do bother you. You're both worried about your nipples blushing over being stared at, and your budding breasts having no support. At this size, they really require it. <</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8 and $BlackmailVibrator is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>It’s inevitable with how horny you are, that your mind, and your eyes, will wander. When they do rest on the bodies of your peers, a not quite pleasant vibration shoots through your chastity cage. It serves to stop you looking at the other students, but not for long. After several jolts over the period, you’re left even hornier.<<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 1 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 3 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 2>>With how horny you are, you could very easily let your eyes wander to the other students, but when she’s around, you only have eyes for her.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class.If $Gray2 notices, she doesn’t seem to care.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is not 2>>You manage to pay attention during the lesson, taking notes and listening diligently.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is 2>>With Mistress $Ash next to you, it’s hard to do anything productive during the lesson.<</if>> <<if $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>[[16-3 Gray<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>[[16-3 Ash<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<set $AnalS to $AnalS + 1, $SuckS to $SuckS + 1, $CumS to $CumS + 1>>\ <<if $Home is 2>>Rather than have to spend another hour without her company, Mistress $Ash kindly sought you out so that she might train you to be a better sissy.<<else>>It’s lunch, which might mean a moment to relax, but $Ash has other plans.<</if>> She leads you by the hand to a disused toilet. “You’ve done well these past few weeks, sissy. We have me to thank for that, naturally. I’ve masterfully nurtured your love for cock, and now you can take it in the mouth like a pro, get anally impaled like I was Vlad, and you’ve produced enough cum to put a sperm bank out of business. And the past week specifically, I’ve made you have to deepthroat my huge dick whilst distracted by a raging vibrating butt plug. Can you guess what I have in store for you next? I think it’s time to combine all three of your newfound skills. That’s right! You’ll be storing cum on your face like a dish whilst I plow my cock into your eager, salivating mouth. But it’s not enough to be a sissy; you have to be a slut too! That’s why you’ll be fucking yourself for me. Why, if you can pull this off, I think it’ll be time to look to get you employed as a porn star!” <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash has you get on all fours, presenting your butt, which is more than visible in this position despite the skirt.<<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash has you lean over, presenting your butt, which is more than visible in this position despite the skirt.<</if>> <<if $ButtPlug is 1>>With little regard for your comfort, she tears the butt plug currently residing in your rear out.<</if>> After that, she equips her strap on. Maybe because of all the things she plans to do today, the cock seems bigger to you. Whatever fear you have is certain to be ignored though, especially since she drops a similarly sized dildo on the ground in front of you. “And of course, how could I forget about your favorite part - the cum!” Out of her bag, she pulls out a similar jug to what you’re used to seeing, even if it has been a while. <<if visited("15-2 Ash Punish")>>She lets you get a strong whiff of it, and you immediately get flashbacks to her brutal punishment from a week ago.<<else>>She lets you get a smell of it, and memories of her “cum game” come flooding back.<</if>> “Don’t worry” <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash suggests<<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash commands<</if>> “taking cum is just like riding a bike! We’ll be using this in a little while.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/WpGgs28v/Ash-Toilet-1.jpg]] She gets into position in front of you. Because of your doggy style stance, she has to get on her knees to be an appropriate level for you to suck her cock. “Go ahead, sissy! Start sucking!” She makes you do all the work, and you’re only on one part of your training. She doesn’t even let you lubricate the dildo with a little foreplay. Instead, she leans in so that the resting position of the dildo is still protruding several inches into your mouth. You quickly please <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash <<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash <</if>>, or maybe she just gets bored of this “being a sissy 101” stuff. “Now that you’re thoroughly turned on, take that dildo I gave you and…well, if I need to spell it out for you, then I must be an awful mistress.” <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash orders. Not that back-talk is particularly effective against her, but let’s just say it’s a good thing you’re mouth is currently full.<<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash orders. At the hearing of such a preposterous idea, you want to affirm that she’s the greatest mistress a sissy could ask for, but you’re mouth is far too full of silicone to do that currently.<</if>> Taking the dildo in hand, you navigate it to your empty rear. Whilst preoccupied sucking a different artificial cock, it’s hard to line it up with your asshole, but after a bit of prodding, you eventually find the sweet spot, and it inserts surprisingly smoothly. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/65zZGYFb/Ash-Toilet-2.jpg]] You fuck yourself with it, slowly at first as you get used to it, and staying on top of pleasing <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash <<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash <</if>> and her cock remains a priority, but after not long at all, you’re ready to go at a speed your trainer will be satisfied with. You ramp up the speed until it’s eventually in the triple digits of BPM. It’s only now that the multi tasking aspects hit you as being difficult. Your experience of sucking in the past has primarily been when $Ash has been thrusting into you, not when you’re the one lunging into it. And the anal pounding you’re forced to inflict on yourself compounds to make the task that much trickier. On several occasions, you forget to breathe properly, resulting in muffled coughs and gags, but <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash <<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash <</if>> refuses to let the cock leave your mouth for even the smallest amount of reprieve. Meanwhile, concentrating on giving head results in the dildo playing with your rear missing its target, and you end up striking your scrotum instead. On one occasion, you fumbled it so completely that you dropped the silicone sex toy. Picking it up, all whilst still deepthroating at the front, proved a challenge. Eventually, though, you get into a good rhythm, and you have a chance to think about the moment without worrying about a slip up. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Yqtg9JDm/Ash-Toilet-3.jpg]] <<if $Home is 1>>You’re on your knees in a toilet, being forced to spit roast yourself by a maniacal girl who also has your clit locked in an impenetrable cage. If you’d have thought life couldn’t get any more depraved, pathetic, or just plain sad, you’d be wrong, because $Ash hasn’t even introduced the cum into the equation yet.<<elseif $Home is 2>>You’re on your knees in a toilet, being forced to spit roast yourself by a stunning girl who’s a picture of perfection if there ever could be such a thing, who’s beauty could not be rivaled by anything natural, or anything created. Her genius took over control of you from the cruel hands of your cold teacher so that she, your Goddess, might show you how to best apply yourself in life. If you thought life couldn’t get any better, you’d be wrong, because Mistress hasn’t even introduced the cum into the equation yet.<</if>> “You’re handling that well, sissy. You really have been trained well. Shall we see if the added element of cum trips you up?” She reaches for the jug of cum with one hand, not even needing to move her hips, or the cock attached to them. With her outstretched fingers, she collects as much cum as she can, and shows you the gathered semen. “Aren’t you looking forward to this? I know I am.” You’re stuck between a cock and a penis, left with nowhere to hide as she smothers the handful of cum on your face, from your forehead to your chin. <<if $Home is 1>>The moment encapsulates the feeling you’ve had since the moment $Ash took over control of your chastity cage, or maybe even when Miss $Gray put you in it in the first place (it’s been too long to be able to remember accurately) - pathetic.<<elseif $Home is 2>>In one movement, not only was you touched by Mistress $Ash , but she graciously doused you with the rejuvenative tonic you dream about as often as a cat dreams of milk.<</if>> She’s not done yet though. Another swipe of cum on your two cheeks makes you painted up like you’re about to go to war. A third gives you a coat of cumgloss, and she makes you like her fingers clean afterwards. Then, she seems satisfied. The cum drips with no eagerness down your face. Some droplets slowly drool past your chin and down your neck, slithering in between your breasts. No matter how many times you lick your lips, the taste and texture of cum never goes away, or even seems to diminish. Despite its unforgettable presence, the cum isn’t the wrench in the slut works that it might have been. <<if $Home is 1>>It looks like $Ash did train you well.<<elseif $Home is 2>>As if there was more evidence needed, that should confirm, without any doubt, that Goddess $Ash is incredible at anything she does, like training you. <</if>> “Good whore. But I think we need a change of position. Lay down on your back.” Whilst still fucking yourself, you do as instructed. You rest your head on the toilet floor, with your legs slightly spread so you can masturbate your ass more easily. $Ash gets into position on top of you. She’s almost laying on top of you, though her hands hold up her weight like she was doing a push up. That leaves the cock to plunge down your threat, and she finally begins to thrust her hips. If you didn’t think you could get away before, you really can’t now. You’re entirely at <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash ‘s <<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash ‘s<</if>> whim, and based upon her moans of ecstasy, she’s enjoying that sensation. <<if $Horny lt 5>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 2>>Despite the intensely sexual situation, however, you’re simply not turned on enough to get to the special place you need to cum without clit stimulation.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 2>>Though you’re stimulated from both your mouth and anus, and you have years of looking at pornography to give you the graphic imagination to fantasize about the details of the situation, you’re simply not turned on enough. That’s not to say you don’t get incalculably close to an orgasm, but the final push over the finish line never arrives. You’re left a horny, leaky mess.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 1>><<set $Stress to $Stress - 3, $Horny to 2, $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1>>The situation, as depraved as it is, for some reason leads to a culmination of your pent up lust. The dick you pound yourself with, the dildo $Ash thrusts into your mouth, the drying cum on your face, and your active fantasizing imagination work together to triumphantly get you to an orgasm. And unsurprisingly, such a well worked for reward feels divine. Your panties fill with jizz, but you’re still eager to suck on and thrust inside you the cocks.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 2>><<set $Horny to 10>>The situation, created by your divine mistress, almost allows you to reach apotheosis, but just as your eyes roll back into your head, your Goddess slap you in the face. “I’ve decided that there will be no orgasms for you today. Aww, poor sissy!” She mocks. For a moment, you feel annoyed that she would deny you an orgasm, but those thoughts of a dissident subside as you’re having too much fun enjoying the cocks, the cum, everything.<</if>> Eventually, <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash <<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash <</if>> decides you’ve been well trained enough, for today at least. She dismounts you, and takes off her strap on. You get to your feet, stumbling a little at first. You reset your skirt and blouse and the little bow in the middle, before trying to remove any cum in the toilet mirrors. <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash <<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash <</if>> congratulates you on an effective training session, before exiting. After taking a few minutes to get your breath back, you follow her lead. [[16-3d<-Continue]]

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<set $AnalS to $AnalS + 1, $OralS to $OralS + 1>>\ <<set $W4Ask to 0>>\ <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of $Gray2 the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>You arrive in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray , nervously awaiting your lunchtime training.<</if>> <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>“It’s your favorite thing for me to say, sluts. We’re advancing your training to the next stage!” $Gray2 can sense how seething $Ash is. “I can feel your panties moisten at me just saying that, $Ash .” The tension between the two women is normally quite entertaining, but given the past weekend’s revelation that your teacher intends to lock you both up indefinitely, you’re not sure that $Ash can hold it together. She’s forgone her own rule of blending in as perfectly obedient students. Her serrated eyes don’t deviate from your teacher for a second, and while you used to know $Ash as a perfect appearing person, with a clean uniform, flawless hair, artful makeup and unchipped nails, she’s become something that former self would probably hate. The sex machines are set up as usual, but they’ve been obviously modified. Now, the steel frames host not just one, but a pair of dildos each. They face each other with their heads, and the rear one sits lower than the front one. “Well, what are you waiting for?” $Gray2 asks, pushing $Ash into her sex rig. “Your boyfriends have had an upgrade, and they’re as eager to try them out as I am to watch them in action.” You get into position too before $Gray2 needs to shove you.\ <<elseif $Home is 4>>“It’s your favorite thing for me to say, sluts. We’re advancing your training to the next stage!” Miss $Gray can sense how seething $Ash is. “I can feel your panties moisten at me just saying that, $Ash .” The tension between the two women is normally quite entertaining, but given the past weekend’s revelation that your teacher intends to lock you both up indefinitely, you’re not sure that $Ash can hold it together. She’s forgone her own rule of blending in as perfectly obedient students. Her serrated eyes don’t deviate from your teacher for a second, and while you used to know $Ash as a perfect appearing person, with a clean uniform, flawless hair, artful makeup and unchipped nails, she’s become something that former self would probably hate. The sex machines are set up as usual, but they’ve been obviously modified. Now, the steel frames host not just one, but a pair of dildos each. They face each other with their heads, and the rear one sits lower than the front one. “Well, what are you waiting for?” Miss $Gray asks, shoving both of you into your respective sex rigs. “Your boyfriends have had an upgrade, and they’re as eager to try them out as I am to watch them in action.”\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>”You know what time it is, sissy. Time to advance your training! You’re not going to learn any new skills, only using the same ones you’ve been mastering, only now at the same time. That’s right, it’s sissy’s first spitroast!” The sex machine is set up as usual, but with an obvious modification. Now, the steel frame hosts not just one, but a pair of dildos. They face each other with their heads, and the rear one sits lower than the front one. “Well, what are you waiting for?” Miss $Gray asks, shoving you into the sex rig. “I can’t wait to see this thing in action.”<</if>><<if $ButtPlug is 1>>\ \ There’s a robotic giggle from the machine. “What’s this?” There’s a slight pressure against the butt plug already occupying your rear. Perhaps it’s made your “boyfriend” jealous. “You really are a slut, aren’t you?” Though you can’t see what it’s up to, you can hear the sound of air being sucked, and then what feels like an object pulling against the plug. The next thing you know, the butt plug violently soars out of your asshole. “There, all empty for master.”<</if>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/LhKTGxBM/Machine-3.jpg]] The pair of cocks enter you simultaneously. You’re more than used to your holes being independently invaded, but having it occur in the same breath hammers home what <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2<<else>>Miss $Gray<</if>> has been calling you for a while now: a slut. Thankfully, the machine shows the same amount of care and respect for warming up that it has the past week. The machine is so subtle, in fact, that you can’t tell when it begins to speed up, only that it has. Being spitroasted is a surprisingly hot experience. So much of you is being stimulated: your ass, from the familiar dildo ravaging it, the dildo in front of you, going the perfect amount inside your mouth, and your brain, which can’t help but fantasize over added details to the scene. <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>“How are you enjoying my two cocks, sweetie?” The machine inquires. “I made sure to give your mistress the perfect dimensions to stimulate that eager mouth of yours. I can’t wait to hear you moan about how much you love this!” “Yeah, take that, you dirty fucking whore! You’re lucky that chastity belt prevents access to your vagina, otherwise I’d be happily fucking three of your holes at once.” $Ash is being hate fucked beside you like you’re used to seeing. Fortunately for her, she’s adept at taking cock, at least based on how she’s not gagging or coughing at the dildo violating her mouth. Her sex machine might take that as a challenge, however. Your fucking carries on for some time. The pace of the cocks is a constant average pounding that turns you on more and more, but not yet enough to be able to cum.\ <<elseif $Home is 4>>”What do you think of my upgrade, sissy? I can fuck your two holes at once; your mistress really is a genius. You should appreciate her more, giving you these opportunities to improve your slutty skillset. In fact, if I weren’t keeping your mouth busy, I think that’s what I’d be doing - making you recite your love for Mistress $Gray whilst I pound your ass for an hour.” “Yeah, take that, you dirty fucking whore! You’re lucky that chastity belt prevents access to your vagina, otherwise I’d be happily fucking three of your holes at once.” $Ash is being hate fucked beside you like you’re used to seeing. Fortunately for her, she’s adept at taking cock, at least based on how she’s not gagging or coughing at the dildo violating her mouth. Her sex machine might take that as a challenge, however. “You’re lucky I don’t start taking ideas from him.” Your own machine snidely adds. Your fucking carries on for some time. The pace of the cocks is a constant average pounding that turns you on more and more, but not yet enough to be able to cum.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>”How’s your day been, sissy? Actually, nevermind that. I know all thoughts other than your love of cock were purged from your mind the moment I entered you. All I should expect from you now is “please, go harder!”, or “give me more, daddy!” Your fucking carries on for some time. The pace of the cocks is a constant average pounding that turns you on more and more, but not yet enough to be able to cum.<</if>> <<if $Home is 3 and $Stress gt $Horny>>”My analysis shows you’re not enjoying this enough. Why aren’t you turned on?” The machine asks in a believably angry tone. “Have I underestimated the slut you are? There’s only one solution to this.” Suddenly, the pace of the cocks jumps up to something more than a stoic march. It’s going pound you relentlessly until it thinks you’re enjoying it. [[16-3 Gray 2<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $W4Stress to $W4Stress + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and $Horny gte $Stress>>”Good. I can tell you’re enjoying this, but sadly, baby girl, I want to tease you some more.” The calm pace gets calmer still until it’s almost painful how it’s half-assing your training. Of course, you could ask for him to go faster. [[16-3 Gray 2<-Say nothing][$Horny to $Horny + 1, $W4Horny to $W4Horny + 1, $W4Ask to 1]]\ [[16-3 Gray 2<-Muffle some encouragement][$Horny to $Horny + 1, $W4Ask to 2, $W4Horny to $W4Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Stress gt $Horny>>”I can detect that you’re not enjoying this that much. That’s a shame, but you need to remember your role as a sissy slut. Whether you like it or not, you’re going to be fucked, and showing signs of displeasure for a submissive like you. Frankly, I don’t care if you’re having fun, but why should my experience be lessened just because you don’t like my cock today?” [[16-3 Gray 2<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $W4Stress to $W4Stress + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Horny gte $Stress>>”Great stuff, sissy! I can see you’re having the time of your life. In fact, watching you have so much fun because of how I’m fucking you makes me feel great!” [[16-3 Gray 2<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1, $W4Horny to $W4Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Stress gt $Horny>>”Yet again I can see you’re not enjoying my cock as much as a sissy slut like you should be. We’ll just have to ignore your mistress’ instructions. I know what’s best for you; your holes will be ravaged until I’m satisfied!” Both the cocks ramp up in speed like they were fueled by kerosene. [[16-3 Gray 2<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $W4Stress to $W4Stress + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Horny gte $Stress>>”Now there’s the slut I was promised! Carry on being the cock hungry whore I can see you are and you’ll be the perfect sissy I know you want to be.” [[16-3 Gray 2<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1, $W4Horny to $W4Horny + 1]]<</if>>

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/LXWv39J5/Machine-1.jpg]] <<if $Home is 3 and $Stress gt $Horny>>The machine continues fucking you as hard and as fast as it implied it would. Even with your experience swallowing cocks, it’s hard to not cough or gag as it tries to meet your esophagus. It’s a similar time on the other side of your body. The dildo pillaging your butt seems like it’s going for a speedrun record for making someone cum from anal stimulation, forgetting completely about the need for positive encouragement and emotional connection. \ <<elseif $Home is 3 and $Horny gte $Stress and $W4Ask is 0>>Not like you could get a clear word out anyway, you choose to remain relatively silent, only letting a couple of moans slip out when the dildo hits you just right.\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and $Horny gte $Stress and $W4Ask is 1>>”Mmm! Mm mmmmmm!” The machine lets out an almost sinister laugh. “Are you asking for me to go faster, whore? I shouldn’t be surprised. Very well, I’ll entertain your request, if only so I get to hear your moans echo in this room.” He delivers on his promise, the two dildos instantly jumping in speed. It doesn’t take long for the machine to get what he asked for either, as the moans involuntarily slide out of your mouth as effortlessly as the lubed up dildo exits and re enters your asshole.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Stress gt $Horny>>The machine’s “encouragement” does little to inspire lust in you, but there's a weird amount of comfort to be found in his words. Regardless of your perception of your life, there’s nothing that can be done about it. There’s far too many people who have power over you that seem content on taking advantage of the fact. Resistance, while futile, might make an oppressor annoyed, at least.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Horny gte $Stress>>The machine continues dutifully fucking you, and with how enjoyable it is, you’d be glad to stay here an extra hour or two. Once you get over how weird of a situation this is, there’s a lot of pleasure to be had in it.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Stress gt $Horny>>The machine continues fucking you as hard and as fast as it implied it would. Even with your experience swallowing cocks, it’s hard to not cough or gag as it tries to meet your esophagus. It’s a similar time on the other side of your body. The dildo pillaging your butt seems like it’s going for a speedrun record for making someone cum from anal stimulation, forgetting completely about the need for positive encouragement and emotional connection.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Horny gte $Stress>>Like you’ve experienced the past week, the machine is a lot more generous with compliments than $Gray2 is, or for that matter, anyone in any position of authority in the entirety of your life. It’s encouraging to be finally recognized as good at something, even if that thing is taking copious amounts of cock on the daily.<</if>> <<if $Pills gt 11>>The fantasy of being a disadvantaged secretary changes with the extra cock. You’re still pleasing your boss with your ass, but he’s now visited by his friend in accounting who stopped by for a dick sucking. The two men discuss sports, future plans, and their annoying wives, only occasionally anything directed towards you. Perhaps they’ll finish inside you, or maybe they’ll want to pull out and douse your voluptuous tits in their seed.\ <<elseif $Pills gt 4>>The fantasy of being a disadvantaged secretary changes with the extra cock. You’re still pleasing your boss with your ass, but he’s now visited by his friend in accounting who stopped by for a dick sucking. The two men discuss sports, future plans, and their annoying wives, only occasionally anything directed towards you. You imagine they’re disappointed about the size of your boobs, which they openly mock. When they both finish, neither of them acknowledge you before going back to work.<</if>> <<if $W4Ask is 1>>The anal pounding goes on for some time, but thanks to your reluctance to moan for the machine to go harder, you screwed yourself out of a potential orgasm. Even if your lust was at maximum and you were dripping precum like piss, this speed couldn’t get an orgasm out of you. It’s simply too slow for you. Eventually, the hour is up, and Miss $Gray comes over to turn the fucking machine off, which you’re thankful for. “It seems like you were having a blast.” She sarcastically teases. No doubt she can see the machine’s readings, and understands how it opted to play with you today. She lets you dress yourself before dismissing you. [[16-3d<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Horny gt 7>><<set $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1>>The dual pounding continues for a while, and inevitably, you cum quite quickly. Even if you do manage to resist orgasming for a while, though, it’d happen on its own soon enough. The orgasm was amazing. An anal orgasm alone from someone caged like you could result in moans that shatter glass, and the oral stimulation is just fuel on the fire. It’s the following 45 minutes that is the issue. Your oral stamina seemingly dissolves, making the cock rhythmically entering your mouth much more painful. Meanwhile, the rear dildo takes more effort to penetrate each time, as if the lube was magically disappearing. If you want to avoid this in the future, you need to enjoy the sexual process whether you’re in a refractory period or not. That, or become such a horny mess that you can orgasm several times.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 3>>Being stuffed like a turkey on Thanksgiving fills you with a brimming confidence that you’ll make it to a certain orgasm. That faith, however, dwindles with every passing minute. You’re shocked to look up at the clock and see it claim that almost the whole hour has passed, but time really does pass when you’re having fun. The last few minutes are an uncomfortable sprint where you attempt to cum, despite the fact you have a rather passive role in the sex occuring. You can’t even move out of the way of the dildos, so what can you realistically do to cum? No answer comes to you.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 4>>The dual pounding continues, and while it’s not detestable, or even dislikeable, you remain pretty much indifferent. You’re not nearly close enough to the edge to be able to cum, but you’re also grateful for any sexual feeling that you experience that you won’t complain.<</if>> <<if $GrayBestie is 1 and $W4Ask is 0>>”Okay, I think you two sluts have had enough today, though I’m sure you’d disagree were you not so cock drunk.” $Gray2 turns off both the machines, giving you enough time to recover and get dressed. You were so distracted once the machine properly started to notice if $Ash managed to cum herself. Of course, it wouldn’t matter much in the long term. She’s perpetually pissed from $Gray2 ‘s attempted permanent chastisement to care about a simple orgasm which would provide only an hour of relief. Despite your feelings towards her sometimes, you can at least admit she has a lot more willpower than you. There’s been times you’d be willing to cut your ear off in exchange for an orgasm from your teacher.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $W4Ask is 0>>”Okay, I think you two sluts have had enough today, though I’m sure you’d disagree were you not so cock drunk.” Miss $Gray turns off both the machines, giving you enough time to recover and get dressed. You were so distracted once the machine properly started to notice if $Ash managed to cum herself. Of course, it wouldn’t matter much in the long term. She’s perpetually pissed from $Gray2 ‘s attempted permanent chastisement to care about a simple orgasm which would provide only an hour of relief. Despite your feelings towards her sometimes, you can at least admit she has a lot more willpower than you. There’s been times you’d be willing to cut your ear off in exchange for an orgasm from your teacher.\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and $W4Ask is 2>>”I think you’ve had enough today, slut. Don’t bother protesting, you little cock whore, I have other things to do.” Miss $Gray teases, turning off the machine, letting you recover and get dressed.<</if>> <<if $Horny gt 9 and $W4Ask is 0>>Your teacher dismisses you, leaving you to go to your next class, hoping the smell of sex and shame radiating off you isn’t noticeable. [[16-3d<-Continue][$Horny to 2, $Stress to $Stress - 3]]\ <<elseif $Horny gt 4 and $W4Ask is 0>>Your teacher dismisses you, leaving you to go to your next class, hoping the smell of sex and shame radiating off you isn’t noticeable. [[16-3d<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Horny lt 5 and $W4Ask is 0>>Your teacher dismisses you, leaving you to go to your next class, hoping the smell of sex and shame radiating off you isn’t noticeable. [[16-3d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress - 1]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 16>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/bJP9JW2L/School-Ending.jpg]] You head straight home the moment you get the chance to. Having the panties you’re wearing be visible, even to a minute extent that they are, has caused the day to be much more stressful than it needed to be. Even without the broken zip, it would have been a worrisome day. If you leant over at the wrong angle, they might be seen, nevermind the fact you’ve seen the outline of women’s panties many times beneath their pants, and that could have been an experience you had today without even knowing it. The broken zip was just a cruel cherry on top. There’s no need to prolong the mental torment by spending longer in public than necessary. Once you arrive home, you search for a sewing kit of $Hannah ‘s, and get to work repairing the damaged pants. The hard chastity cage protecting your penis makes you feel strangely more comfortable about working with a needle near your crotch. That’s not to say you’re happy about wearing it, but silver linings and all that. Your inexperience with sewing makes the task much harder, but utilizing a spare zip and replacing the fly proves mostly time consuming rather than anything else. It’s killed several hours of your free time that you could have spent relaxing. As you finish up, you consider how strange it is that you’ve never broken a pants fly, and yet $Ash managed to do it so easily. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3]]

<<set $Fem to 3>>\ <<set $AshSad to 0>>\ <<set $H to 16>>\ <<set $Stress to $Stress + 2>>\ <<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>\ $Ash grabs a rough hold of you, catching you off your guard as you’re heading towards the entrance. She uses your shirt to pull you in closer, her lips connecting with yours. “I’m sorry if I asked you to do something you weren’t comfortable with. Maybe you just didn’t have enough incentive.” She pauses to make out some more, her hands groping you all over. “But I’ll give you a chance to make it up to me. Wear some panties for me tomorrow, and I’ll make sure to reward you.” Her eyes suggestively scroll down to your crotch. “But there’s a catch. I need to know you really want to do this, so get a different pair of panties. I don’t care whose they are. Just get them, and wear them for me, okay?” She saunters away, leaving you with a cock struggling against its plastic cage. //I suppose I could steal $Hannah ‘s. She won’t be home from work for a while// You return to your journey, exiting Farrix and walking down the familiar streets to return home. As you do, you notice people giggling behind you. They’re also students, but this laughter isn’t the reaction you’ve grown accustomed to receiving from the student populus. They’re not disgusted, or even mocking you. They’re just giggling mischievously. The only course of action you take as a response is tilt your head down and speed up. Eventually, the laughter subsides, and soon enough, you’re back home, but still confused by what could have caused the girls’ giggles. As you pass by a mirror, the answer reveals itself. Clinging to your back and shoulder is a cruel present from $Ash : a bright pink thong! Outraged, you rip it off, and toss it on your bed. There’s a small post it note on them. “No, these don’t count! Get your own x”. If this was part of $Ash ‘s incentive, she clearly has a funny way of encouraging you. You’re still stunned at the thong. You’d gone your whole life until you started Farrix having only boxers and briefs. And then, all of a sudden, in less than a week, you have 2 pairs of women’s panties, and $Ash wants you to steal a third, and with the quiet of the house right now, you easily could… [[Room<-Continue][$Thong2 to 1]]

Being flushed in the cheeks just being near the sex store, nevermind going in it, paranoid thoughts that people from Farrix will see you enter and spread more rumors about you than there already are fill your head. //Why risk it?// [[Mall<-Return]]

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\<<if $C2 lt 0>><<set $C2 to 0>><</if>>\ \<<if $C4 lt 0>><<set $C4 to 0>><</if>>\ <<set $M to 45>><<set $H to 7>>\ <<if $Day3 is 1 and $WeekChores is 0>>$Hannah and Miss $Gray are already up. The latter is drinking a cup of coffee. A familiar cruel smile lights up her face at your trudging into the kitchen. “There’s my favorite sissy maid. Shall we review her work as of late, $Hannah ?” “Sure can, honey. According to my account, our little cleaner has helped around the house a whole…” She sighs at seeing what she has recorded on her phone “0 times.” “0? 0! That can’t be right.” Miss $Gray ‘s mocking tone has increased to falsetto. “$Hannah dear, are you sure there’s not a typo?” “I’m afraid it’s right, pumpkin.”\ <<elseif $Day3 is 1 and $WeekChores lt 5>>$Hannah and Miss $Gray are already up. The latter is drinking a cup of coffee. A familiar cruel smile lights up her face at your trudging into the kitchen. “There’s my favorite sissy maid. Shall we review her work as of late, $Hannah ?” “Sure can, honey. According to my account, our little cleaner has helped around the house a whole…” She sighs at seeing what she has recorded on her phone “oh, well that’s not very good.” “I’m //sure// it can’t be //that// bad.” “A whole $WeekChores times.”\ <<elseif $Day3 is 1 and $WeekChores lt 10>>$Hannah and Miss $Gray are already up. The latter is drinking a cup of coffee. A familiar cruel smile lights up her face at your trudging into the kitchen. “There’s my favorite sissy maid. Shall we review her work as of late, $Hannah ?” “Sure can, honey. According to my account, our little cleaner has helped around the house a whole $WeekChores times.” “$WeekChores , eh? Well, I suppose that’s not too bad.” “So we don’t have to punish her for today?” “Sorry to disappoint you honey, but no, I don’t think so.”\ <<elseif $Day3 is 1 and $WeekChores gt 9>>$Hannah and Miss $Gray are already up. The latter is drinking a cup of coffee. A familiar cruel smile lights up her face at your trudging into the kitchen. “There’s my favorite sissy maid. Shall we review her work as of late, $Hannah ?” “Sure can, honey. According to my account, our little cleaner has helped around the house $WeekChores times.” “$WeekChores ? That’s great! We’ve really trained her well. Maybe we’ll even have some champagne tonight to celebrate.”<</if>> <<if $WeekChores lt 5 and $ChoresPunish is 0>><<set $ChoresPunish to 1>>“Well, what could we possibly do about that?” Your teacher and $Hannah ‘s sarcasm reaches a peak with both of them wearing a puzzled glance. You’re too afraid to speak, but Miss $Gray soon begins talking again. “If only we were prepared for this exact scenario. Hmm…” “What a minute babe, didn’t we install something in the garden for $name yesterday in preparation for his punishment?” “Oh wait, we did!” The two look out the kitchen window into the garden, and the new item there. Peeking over their shoulders, you see the contraption. It’s certainly something unpredictable, which is par of the course for your teacher and her sadistic apprentice/lover, but how this ties into a potential punishment is baffling. Standing alone on the lawn is a mini house fit for a large dog. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/5NGdQ0ZB/Kennel.jpg]] You decide to speak up for the first time this morning. “So I’m expected to clean up after a dog you bought? Does that mean we have a dog now?” “No.” Your teacher replies, with a tone of such confusion it makes you feel like an idiot. “Why would you think that?” $Hannah adds. “So what is it?” “$Hannah and I have thought about it, and we realized our mistake. You see, maids are supposed to live in tiny cupboards under the stairs, not nicely decorated bedrooms. We were willing to let you keep your old sleeping arrangement if you proved to be a good maid, but evidently, things have to change.” “And the cupboard under the stairs is filled with $Gray2 ‘s shoes, so we can’t use that.” “You’ll just have to sleep outside from now on, won’t you?” “Outside…like a dog.” You murmur, with neither of the women reacting, though you can tell they’re reveling in your reaction. “We are fair though” Miss $Gray claims “we’ll still let you use your room for storing clothes, doing homework and everything else. But from now on, your sweet sissy dreams will be had in a dog kennel.” “Though we might start using the room as a storage area, or maybe as a spare bedroom for guests.” Miss $Gray is cackling as she walks out. You stare in a powerless anger at $Hannah . “I can’t believe you’re letting this happen.” “You should be grateful; your teacher insisted we get you a new blanket for your little kennel.” “Do you even hear what you’re saying?”\ <<elseif $WeekChores lt 5 and $ChoresPunish is 1>><<set $ChoresPunish to 2>>”It’s almost like she wants to stay in her kennel, isn’t it?” “You’d certainly think that. What shall we do about it, love?” “I already have the perfect solution.” Your heart instinctively beats faster whenever Miss $Gray has one of her solutions. “Even if her little clitty is locked away, she still spends far too much time filling her head with salacious thoughts from those naughty porn websites. We’ll just have to make sure she can’t do that anymore.” “And how do we do that?” You’re sure she already knows the answer, these two just like making life more painful for you. “Why, by installing parental control software on her computer, of course.” “But $Gray2 , do you really think we need to go to such extreme lengths? Surely $name is mature enough to be able to stop herself from watching porn all day.” “I’m afraid not, $Hannah . The only answer is secure dominion over his computer.” “Well, if that’s what you think is best.” “I am sorry, $name .” Miss $Gray weaps at you with crocodile tears. “Sorry I didn’t do this sooner, that is. If I could have stopped you from viewing porn altogether, I would have, and maybe then you’d be an upstanding member of the community, instead of a loser sissy who doesn’t even deserve the maid uniform that was given to her.” //That’s still probably the closest thing I’ll get to an apology from her//\ <<elseif $WeekChores lt 5 and $ChoresPunish is 2>><<set $ChoresPunish to 3>>”You know, this might actually be our fault, $Hannah .” “Huh? How’s that?” “Well, we’ve clearly overestimated the smarts of our little maid. She goes to all that effort putting on her cute little dress, her heels and hose, and then she runs off, forgetting why she put those things on in the first place.” “Maybe you’re right. But what can we do about it?” “We’ll just have to stop her from running, of course.” “But we still need her to be able to move. Hmm…” The two women pause in their faux thinking. They already know what they’re going to punish you with, of course, but they take a sadistic pleasure in their little performances of wondering what to do. “I’ve got it! We’ll cuff her ankles!” “$Hannah , that’s absolutely brilliant!” Miss $Gray hugs her. “I know you’d settle into your domme role quickly.” Your step sister turns and looks at you. “From now on, sissy, if you want to do your maid chores, you’re going to have to cuff up your little ankles.” “It’s going to make it so much harder, you know.” Miss $Gray adds. “You’ll barely be able to move competently. So much more time will be dedicated to your maid duties, but it’s not like you have much else to do now that you can’t watch porn.” The two women laugh almost maniacally, and two prove that they knew what they were going to do all along, Miss $Gray pulls out a pair of cuffs from a cupboard and tosses them at you. The chain between the straps is barely a foot long.\ <<elseif $WeekChores lt 5 and $ChoresPunish is 3>><<set $ChoresPunish to 4>>”Actually, I think I might have figured out why she isn’t enjoying doing her chores as much as a good maid should.” Miss $Gray claims, as if tidying up after the people who were ruining your life was a thing to look forward to. “She clearly needs an incentive…almost a vein of selfishness in her. While the money might be enough, there needs to be more, and I think I have it.” “What is it honey? I’m dying to know!” “Well, we have parental control software installed on her computer, so we can easily expand it past porn. I think it’s about time we put her nerdy little “anime” websites on the banned list.” “I get it! She’ll either have to twidle her thumbs or do her chores.” “That’s not just it, $Hannah . From now on, the only videos she’ll be allowed to watch on her computer are going to help her in her maid tasks. How about a calming video of people mopping floors? Or hypnosis to make her enjoy her duties a little more? Well, she has little alternative in her free time anymore. I think we’ll see you enjoy your tasks soon enough.”\ <<elseif $WeekChores lt 5 and $ChoresPunish is 4>><<set $ChoresPunish to 5>>”Your step sister is so confusing.” Miss $Gray sighs, addressing $Hannah . “We’ve punished her, taken away her porn, made her spend more time on her chores, and ruined her entertainment. Why is she being so awkward?” “I’m not sure, $Gray2 . Maybe she likes it when we get annoyed at her. Or maybe she’s curious about the next step we’ll take to make her a better maid. Either way, she’s not behaving as she should.” “Or maybe it’s because she knows that she can just go out whenever she wants and get away from us. How can she treat any punishment seriously when she can just meander to the mall for the day?” “So we need to eliminate her last remaining sanctuaries from being a maid.” They reflect for a moment, wondering just what to do. “$Gray2 , I’ve got it!” “What should we do, $Hannah ?” “Let’s give her a curfew!” “What an amazing idea. That’ll keep her from spending too much time with her non-existent friends.” “But we wouldn’t want it to interfere with her duties too much, would we?” “That’s true. Let’s just keep the curfew to the weekend then. Shall we say the generous time of…9pm?” “I’m not sure, $Gray2 . That seems a little nice. How could her maid duties keep her out that late anyway? What about 7pm?” “That’s a little better, I suppose, but we’re forgetting how much of a ditz our maid can be sometimes. She might get lost if it’s even a little dark! Let's go with 5pm.” “5pm? But we might need her help with makeup if we’re going on a date.” “True. Let’s say 3pm then.” “That seems fair. What do you think, $name ?” “I…” “It’s settled then. I don’t mind if you’re getting home after a chore past 3 o clock, but you’re not to leave the house if the 3pm bell has rang. I want your house key around my necklace before the evening. Am I understood?” “I…” “Excellent. Oh, and if your mistress wants you to stay out late with her, that’s fine, but she’ll need permission from us first.” “I…”\ <<elseif $WeekChores gt 4>>The two women talk with each other, and you quietly go about your morning tasks, careful not to interrupt or bother them; you feel lucky enough to get away with their Monday morning recap that you don’t need to tempt fate.<</if>> [[Room<-Go to your room]]

<<set $SleepProcess to 1>><<set $H to 2>><<set $M to 0>>\ <<if $Bed2 is 1>><<set $Stress to $Stress - 1>><</if>>\ <<set $Day to $Day + 1, $Day3 to $Day3 + 1>>\ <<if $Day3 is 8>><<set $Day3 to 1>><</if>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Vv7v2VYP/Kennel-Night-3.jpg]] It’s dark outside, so thankfully nobody sees you trot across the lawn and into your kennel, though it’d probably be a more confusing sight than anything if someone did. You enter on your hands and knees through the small door, closing it behind you. Even if Miss $Gray had bought the most expensive kennel on the market, which there’s no way she did, it’d still be incredibly uncomfortable. This tiny structure is built for beings a quarter of your size and in a completely different shape, not to mention that you’ve gone your entire life without having to sleep on a surface as uncomfortable as the wooden floor currently beneath you - how could you possibly get used to it? The building shakes with every gust of the wind, and you can always hear it, no matter how quiet it tries to be. Similarly, any cars that drive past make you feel like you were resting on the sidewalk, not your own lawn. The only saving comfort you’re afforded is a couple of blankets. One covers the floor beneath you, making the surface a little less cold, and the others wrap around you as though you were mummified. <<if $Bed2 is 1>>You enviously remember past you, who had not only a bed frame and insulated walls, but a luxurious mattress that cost several hundred dollars. Now that mattress is wasting away as a glorified table to store more cleaning supplies.<</if>> //How on earth do campers enjoy this?// Eventually, you’re able to reach slumber, where you dream sweet dreams. <<if $Home is 2>>//Mistress $Ash would be so proud of me right now// //I wonder what she’s doing right now…// //Maybe she’s thinking of me// //Stop being so selfish, sissy!//\ <<elseif $Home is 1>>//Miss $Gray is delusional, and now she’s dragging my step sister back into the hole she spawned from. I wouldn’t mind so much, were they not taking me with them…//<</if>><<if $WeddingBlackmail is 1>>\ \ //But what on earth is this proposal Miss $Gray is talking about in her emails? And how do I fit into it?//<</if>>\ <<if $Day3 is 6 and $House is 2>>[[House 2a<-Continue to the morning]]\ <<elseif $Day3 is 6 and $House is 3>>[[House 3a<-Continue to the morning]]\ <<elseif $Day3 is 6 and $House is 4>>[[House 4a<-Continue to the morning]]\ <<elseif $Day3 is 6 and $House is 5>>[[House 5 place<-Continue to the morning]]\ <<elseif $Day3 is 6 and $House is 6>>[[House 5a<-Continue to the morning]]\ \ <<elseif $Home is 1 and $Day3 is 1 or $Home is 2 and $Day3 is 1>>[[Morning School Gray M<-Continue to the morning]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 and $Day3 lt 6 or $Home is 2 and $Day3 lt 6>>[[Morning School Gray<-Continue to the morning]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 and $Day3 gt 5 or $Home is 2 and $Day3 gt 5>>[[Morning Weekend Gray<-Continue to the morning]]<</if>>\

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/G3GXWrJL/Porn-No-screen.png]] Even though you already know what the result will be, you do your best to find porn that isn’t blocked on your computer. None of the obvious sites work, and neither do the shady ones with pop up ads every 30 seconds. You exhaustively search up and down the web, ticking off every website under the sun, but Miss $Gray and $Hannah ‘s control software is thorough. So thorough, in fact, that even porno sites in other languages are blocked. Hell, a VPN hider wouldn’t even get through this extensive security. <<if $BalletPorn is 1>>Your teacher and stepsister have even gone through your folders, and deleted anything and everything resembling pornography - including the pervy ballet pictures you took in your first week at Farrix.<</if>> To surmise an hour of fruitless searching, you’re left with nothing to jerk off to, or rattle your cage to. You sigh, and give up. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 1]]

<<if $MaidVideo is 0>><<set $MaidVideo to 1>>With little else to do for fun around here, you decide to watch one of the approved videos Miss $Gray has bookmarked on your computer. The spiral you’re met with peaks your curiosity, and the title of the video confirms its status as a hypnosis file. Whether it's any good, will have long lasting, subconscious consequences, or even if it will be an entertaining watch still remains to be seen. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/y88Ch1vk/Spiral-2.jpg]] “Hello, my little maid.” The welcoming woman’s voice sounds a lot like Miss $Gray . Not necessarily in pitch, but the distrusting and dominant tone certainly. “It seems like you need some extra training. That’s okay. That’s what I’m here for - to train you to be the best little maid a dominant could ask for.” //She’s certainly a lot nicer than Miss $Gray // “Make sure you’re sitting or lying comfortably, preferably using headphones. Bonus points if you have a blindfold on, but if you don’t, you can simply close your eyes. You’re going to be imagining a lot for me today.” “Now, I want you to take some deep breaths. In through the nose for 5, and then out through the mouth for 5. Keep breathing in the circular rhythm, acknowledging how natural it feels to be this relaxed. Right now, you’re not needed to be doing anything else. There’s not a thing that requires your attention so immediately that you can’t rest and let your mind melt away. So rest for me, falling deeper and deeper with every second. Let my voice lull you into the safety blanket of mindlessness. You’ll be so much happier there.” “Are you properly relaxed? Good. Now our training can begin.” “I want you to imagine a pristine whiteboard, the type you write on with felt tip markers. Notice how clean and empty it is, how devoid of any noticeable traits it is. Tabula Rasa. It’s perfect in its presentation. Only when the whiteboard is like this will you be able to feel relaxed and at peace.” “But what’s that? Oh no! Somebody is approaching, and they have a marker in hand. As though they were vandalizing your heart itself, you watch as they draw a mess of scribbles, non-straight lines and asymmetrical circles on the board. Your tranquility, just like that, has been ruined. And as long as the board remains contaminated with those marks, you won’t be able to relax, will you? Poor little maid. You know what you have to do, right? No! You can’t clean it straight away. You’ll wait patiently on your knees like a good little puppy maid. Only when you’re told to will you begin to repair the board back to its perfect state.” “I can see the wide, gleeful smile across your face at being able to have a role in restoring the perfection of the board. But it’s not like your maid uniform has sleeves, does it? You’ll use a cloth to wipe away the mess. That won’t be enough to get rid of it entirely, though. It would just be a light gray cloud on the whiteboard, and that’s not good enough for you. Only by using a cleansing spray and that cloth will the board be able to return to its pristine state. Once that’s done, you’ll feel your tranquility come back, and joy will fill your soul once more.” … A while later, you open your eyes to see the video has finished, though you have no memory of it ever finishing. You can barely even remember pressing play either! At the very least, you’ve killed some time, so even if it was through an impromptu nap, you won’t complain. //Are there any chores that need to be done?//\ <<elseif $MaidVideo is 1>><<set $MaidVideo to 2>>//There’s no way this will be better than anime.// You think to yourself, though you’ve little choice in the realm of streaming videos anymore. It’s either //fun// cleaning videos, or sit staring at the wall for a few hours. As much as becoming a monk sounds like some interesting character development, it also strangely sounds like hard work. Instead, you opt for watching the enticing cleaning up of a kitchen desperately in need of some love. It begins with the filling of several large black bags with trash. One by one, empty plastic containers formerly housing soda, water, juice, meats, sauces, spreads and jams are dumped in the bags. Then they’re joined by still filled cans of neglected foods. Whoever looked after this house clearly needed a maid a hell of a lot more than $Hannah or Miss $Gray does. The kitchen looks a lot tidier after the trash is collected and disposed of, but the room still looks unloved. The counters are empty and the floor looks like it's the meeting point for dirt, grime and filth alike. The cleaner, who almost certainly deserves a raise for all the work they’re doing, utilizes a power washer to scrape away the almost engrained mess of the tiled floor. It washes away in a satisfying flood of blackness that soon runs clear, almost as if the neglect itself that this kitchen faced was washed away with it. The //fun// times keep coming, as (once the water is thoroughly drained) the cleaner takes to the grout holding the tiles, and through them, the whole house, together. With a steadfast toothbrush and the strongest detergent available on the open market, the cleaner works left to right, up and then down, like they were the heroic star of a novel that you were reading. And how deceiving first impressions can prove to be! The grout, as deceitful as ever, was not in fact the dark paste it initially appeared to be when you opened the video, but in fact an angelic light gray (or perhaps even a beige, it’s hard to tell through a monitor). The floor looks positively beaming following its makeover, like the stars of those average Jane to stunning Jeanette shows you sometimes click through on TV. After that, the cleaner’s just about ready to collect their pay, but not without a cherry on top of the clean cake. Equipped with a mop enchanted with +5 shininess, they turn the matte tiles into a surface so reflective you could get a clear upskirt shot from it. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Wzz1fG7J/Mop-video.jpg]] Once the kitchen is done, it’ll live a rich and fulfilling life as the cover model in house brochures and magazines promising 50 top tips to keep your abode clean. //Fun//\ <<elseif $MaidVideo is 2>><<set $MaidVideo to 0>>With little else to do for fun around here, you decide to watch one of the approved videos Miss $Gray has bookmarked on your computer. The spiral you’re met with peaks your curiosity, and the title of the video confirms its status as a hypnosis file. Whether it's any good, will have long lasting, subconscious consequences, or even if it will be an entertaining watch still remains to be seen. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/y88Ch1vk/Spiral-2.jpg]] “Hello, my little maid.” The welcoming woman’s voice sounds a lot like Miss $Gray . Not necessarily in pitch, but the distrusting and dominant tone certainly. “It seems like you need some extra training. That’s okay. That’s what I’m here for - to train you to be the best little maid a dominant could ask for.” //She’s certainly a lot nicer than Miss $Gray // “Make sure you’re sitting or lying comfortably, preferably using headphones. Bonus points if you have a blindfold on, but if you don’t, you can simply close your eyes. You’re going to be imagining a lot for me today.” “Now, I want you to take some deep breaths. In through the nose for 5, and then out through the mouth for 5. Keep breathing in the circular rhythm, acknowledging how natural it feels to be this relaxed. Right now, you’re not needed to be doing anything else. There’s not a thing that requires your attention so immediately that you can’t rest and let your mind melt away. So rest for me, falling deeper and deeper with every second. Let my voice lull you into the safety blanket of mindlessness. You’ll be so much happier there.” “Are you properly relaxed? Good. Now our training can begin.” “Imagine a garbage can filled to the brim with trash. It’s so full that you can’t even close the lid properly. Instantly, as though your bones were pained at such a sight, your body feels heavier, like you’re weighed down. There’s only one way to alleviate that pressure. You know what it is, right? Overjoyed at being able to return the can to a proper, tidy state, you skip over to it, ready to commence your task.” “You extract the black bag from its confined home, embarrassed that you couldn’t have emptied it sooner. After tying an adorable little knot, you carry the heavy bag out to the dumpster. “If only they would let me tidy this up.” You think to yourself. When you return, you replace the refuse sack, giving the entire can a wipe down as you do. It can close properly once more, and you can take a deep breath. Life is back to normal.” “A while later, somebody enters the room, and puts something in the trash. It’s a small item, hardly notable to most people. But that one piece of garbage sends your emotions into chaos. “The trash needs taking out! The trash needs taking out!” You can feel your brain screaming at you. Despite that perceived disorder, you’re not going to. You’re not allowed to take out the trash until it’s ready to be taken out, are you? You’ll wait on your knees by the garbage can until it’s full, and then you’ll be permitted to empty once again. Only in that short period of emptying the trash and the first item thrown inside will you feel peace, but that’s your life now, you little maid.” … A while later, you open your eyes to see the video has finished, though you have no memory of it ever finishing. You can barely even remember pressing play either! At the very least, you’ve killed some time, so even if it was through an impromptu nap, you won’t complain. //Does the bin need to be taken out?//<</if>> [[Room<-Continue]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/VkY1VCt8/Longue.jpg]] You walk into the lounge, where you find $Hannah predictably resting on the couch. She welcomes you in and encourages you to sit next to her, which you’re happy to do. <<if visited("Ask about tights") and visited("Try tights") or visited("Ask about tights") and visited("Try tights school")>>”So, have you made use of them tights?” Blushing at her bluntness, you reply. “Yeah, they’re great, thanks.” //”Great?” Why would I say that about them to $Hannah ?// “Well, not great. They’re okay, I guess.” “Yeah? Would you say mostly good or bad?” [[Hannah Friday 4 Tights<-Mostly good][$HF4 to 1]] [[Hannah Friday 4 Tights<-Mostly Bad][$HF4 to 2]]\ <<else>><<set $HF4 to 5>>“So, how’s your week been? Made any new friends recently?” //I wouldn’t consider $Jen a friend, but it’s strange that she’s the girl I’ve been most intimate with// “Not really.” You don’t want to divulge what you’ve actually been up to, so instead simplify. “I met someone new, but I //think// they might be trying to take advantage of me.” “Really? That’s not good. Avoid her at all costs.” //If only it were that simple// “What would you do if you couldn’t? You know, it’s someone who you have to see often, so it’s not like you can ignore them.” $Hannah thinks for a second. “Hmm, I suppose that’s the same position I’m in with my boss. He takes advantage of me, and there’s not a whole lot I can do.” She reflects, looking for some inspiring advice. “I want to say be an ass and annoy them however you can, just to piss them off. Maybe they’ll even eventually leave you alone, but that’s not great advice since I’m clearly not following it. But I’ll give you the same advice a…friend…gave me recently: bide your time until you can turn it around on them, and then treat them how they treated you, worse even.” “Hmm.” It’s doubtful you’ll ever have an inch of power of $Jen . As long as she has evidence of you being a sissy hanging over you, there’s very little to be done to reverse your fortune. “I’ll keep that in mind.” Eventually, $Hannah realizes the time, and wishes you a good rest of the night. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $HannahR to $HannahR + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 2]]<</if>>

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/VkY1VCt8/Longue.jpg]] <<if $HF4 is 1>>“I’d actually say they’re pretty good. The way they encompass my legs isn’t like anything I’ve ever experienced. It’s like a perpetual blanket that I’m wrapped in. And there’s just something strangely satisfying about having half my body covered in such a beautiful thing, especially in the mirror. Plus, the opaque black material really hides anything wrong with my legs, like rashes or anything.” You blush at seeing her smiling face. You probably went into too much detail. “I hadn’t thought of it from those aspects, though they’re so second nature to me that I hardly think of them at all. But you shouldn’t be embarrassed about liking them. If you want to wear women’s tights, then go ahead.” Almost audibly, you breathe a sigh of relief. It really seems like your stepsister is accepting of this, despite what you initially thought. Perhaps you should be more trusting of her with these things in the future, or maybe even opening up about Miss $Gray , $Ash , or $Jen . “As long as you're not one of those sissies.” You look at her, terrified. “You know those guys I mean, right? They parade around in panties and bras, acting all pathetic and stuff. It’s fine to wear those things, but they get off on the items themselves, and the thought of other people making them wear them. Ugh, how gross do you have to be to be wired like that?” She’s looking right at you, waiting for a response. “Yeah, that’s really weird. I couldn’t imagine being like that.” “Good.” //Maybe I should hold off on opening up to her. Not that I am a sissy, but with this chastity cage, I don’t know if that’s believable// Eventually, $Hannah realizes the time, and wishes you a good rest of the night. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $HannahR to $HannahR + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 2]]\ <<elseif $HF4 is 2>>”I hate them. They’re so clingy and uncomfortable. I have to keep pulling them up otherwise they sag, and one moment I’ll be fine, but the next it feels like I’m overheating. They take forever to put on, and whenever I take them off, the legs get tangled in themselves. And at the end of the day, they’re still women’s underwear.” $Hannah breathes a sigh of relief. “You have no idea how happy I am to hear you say that. After you stole my panties, I was so concerned that I’d find you rifling through my drawers, plundering my hosiery.” She laughs a little. “I suppose they must be a little strange to get used to, though, especially if you’ve never worn them before. Most girls are forced to wear them from a young age so they’re not a problem for me. But it’s probably for the best if you don’t enjoy them. That’s a pretty awkward conversation to have with a girlfriend.” “That’s true.” Sadly, with Miss $Gray ‘s new rule, it’s not like you can dismiss them from your life entirely. “Well, if you don’t like them, you wouldn’t mind giving them back to me, would you?” “Huh?” “It’s better than throwing them away, after all.” She’s looking at you expectantly, down at the hole you’ve buried yourself into. If you don’t give them back now, $Hannah will know you were lying about hating them, but if you do, you’ll have to buy your own to appease Miss $Gray and her rules. [[Hannah Friday 4 Tights<-Return the tights][$HF4 to 3]] [[Hannah Friday 4 Tights<-Keep the tights][$HF4 to 4]]\ <<elseif $HF4 is 3>>”Yeah, of course.” You reply, promising to return her tights. “Thanks, $name . I appreciate it.” For the rest of the night, you watch TV, though there’s nothing notable that $Hannah changes the channel to. The topic of nylons doesn’t crop up again. Eventually, $Hannah realizes the time, and wishes you a good rest of the night. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $HannahR to $HannahR + 1, $Tights1 to 0, $TightsA to 0, $Stress to $Stress - 2]]\ <<elseif $HF4 is 4>>”I thought you said you didn’t need them because you have so many pairs.” “Well, I do, but you don’t need them, so what’s the issue?” $Hannah is obviously confused at your reluctance. “Well, I guess they’re not that bad.” “So…are you not going to give me them back?” In defense mode now, you try to backtrack. “I just don’t think they’re a big deal.” “You’re not giving them back, then?” “Well, you have so many that you won’t miss a single pair.” “Okay…okay. You don’t need to be so touchy. If you just admitted you liked them, I’d understand, but whatever. If you can’t accept that you like wearing women’s tights, then fine, we don’t need to talk about it.” Part of you wants to continue arguing, but at the same time, the sooner the topic switches to something else, the better. As embarrassing as it is to be caught in such a bind, you take solace in the fact that you won’t have to buy a new pair. For the rest of the night, you watch TV, though there’s nothing notable that $Hannah changes the channel to. The topic of nylons doesn’t crop up again. Eventually, $Hannah realizes the time, and wishes you a good rest of the night. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $Stress to $Stress + 1]]<</if>>

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/VkY1VCt8/Longue.jpg]] <<if $MallSaturday is 3 and $HF4 is 5>><<set $HF5 to 4>>Noting your dilemma of being asked to the mall by two different people tomorrow, you explain the awkward situation. “So, I have this friend who’s really nice and she seems to be really interested in me. We’ve not said we’re official or anything yet, but she’s definitely special. She invited me to hang out at the mall tomorrow.” “That’s great!” $Hannah claims, oblivious to the issue. “It would be, but I was asked by someone else as well.” “Oh.” She sighs, a puzzled expression on her face. “Well, who’s this second person? Someone else from Farrix?” “Yeah, I’ve only known her for a couple of weeks. It’s a weird…friendship.” “How so?” “She’s the friend I mentioned last week.” “Oh, the one trying to take advantage of you?” You nod your head. “Why would she invite you to hang out at the mall if she were taking advantage of you? Is she trying to make you buy things for her?” “No.” Not tomorrow, at least. “That’s one of things I’m confused about. She can seem so cold, yet she also asked to do something tomorrow.” $Hannah scratches her temple. “I don’t get it. So you’re confused between picking for this girl who’s clearly interested in you, and another girl who’s trying to take advantage of you? $name , I want to slap you right now.” She giggles. “The choice is obvious. Go with the girl who you know likes you, not the one who would make that ambiguous.” “Well, yeah, but…” “You don’t like this other girl, do you?” “I…I don’t know.” “Hmm.” She’s really engaged now, as though she were reading a mystery novel and trying to deduce the murderer. “Well, then maybe you should go with the second girl. It’s a chance to figure her out a little more.” You think more on $Hannah ‘s advice. She makes a fair point - $Ash is certainly interested in you, while $Jen seems mostly interested in your money. Unless you’re really intrigued by $Jen , it should be an easy choice.\ <<elseif $MallSaturday is 3>>><<set $HF5 to 5>>Noting your dilemma of being asked to the mall by two different people tomorrow, you explain the awkward situation. “So, I have this friend who’s really nice and she seems to be really interested in me. We’ve not said we’re official or anything yet, but she’s definitely special. She invited me to hang out at the mall tomorrow.” “That’s great!” $Hannah claims, oblivious to the issue. “It would be, but I was asked by someone else as well.” “Oh.” She sighs, a puzzled expression on her face. “Well, who’s this second person? Someone else from Farrix?” “Yeah, I’ve not known her as long. She’s…cold. At first, it seemed she was only interested in what I could offer her, but now she wants to visit the mall together, so I don’t know what to think.” Not only did she invite you to hang out last Wednesday, she’s now asked you to the mall. “Look at you with two girls on your tail!” She teases, poking you, entirely unaware of your true relationship with both of them. “So, you have to pick between two birds. That’s a tough one, $name . I want to say go with the first girl, who’s definitely interested in you. That’s the //right// choice. But you’re clearly intrigued by this second girl, so maybe you should go with her instead. But I think my final answer is just going to annoy you.” “And that is?” “Go with your heart.” You laugh, rolling your eyes. “No, seriously, go with whoever feels right. Either way, you’ll be hanging out with a girl who’s interested in you, so it’ll be a good time. And really, when you first started Farrix, did you expect two different women to be interested in you so much so they’d be inviting you on dates to the mall? I doubt it, so just enjoy yourself.” $Hannah makes a valid point - it does still feel like this is an undeserved opportunity. You hadn’t had any success with women for your entire life. And then you started at Farrix, and your fortune reversed seemingly on a dime. Whoever you decide to go with, it’ll probably be a good time regardless.\ <<elseif $MallSaturday is 2>><<set $HF5 to 6>>Excited, but also slightly nervous about the prospect of a date with $Ash at the mall, you try and pry a girl’s opinion about what might happen tomorrow. “I’ll be hanging out with a friend tomorrow. She wants to go to the mall, but I have no idea what to expect.” “What do you mean? I know you’ve been to the mall before.” “No, it’s not that.” You sigh, trying to find the right words to express your hesitation. “It’s just…she invited me, so I imagine I’ll be following her around for most of the day. But what would she want to do anyway? We can only go shopping for so long.” “I think you underestimate the stamina of most girls.” $Hannah laughs. “But I doubt she’ll want to do anything crazy. You do think this girl likes you, right?” “Kind of…it’s kind of hard to tell sometimes.” “Well, let me tell you this: if she’s really, hearts around your name in her diary, into you, then chances are, she’s gonna look for a way to tease you. If she takes you into a clothes shop, it wouldn’t surprise me if she started trying on things for you. I’ve done that before to flirt with guys. It works every time.” She giggles. “So take that as a good sign.” "Really?" "Trust me. If I was really into someone to a point where I just wanted them inside me, I'd take that opportunity to show them the goods." “Is there anything else I should know about?” “Everything else should be pretty self explanatory. Make sure to wear something you think she’ll like. It probably wouldn’t do much harm if you didn’t, but you might as well let her know you thought of her when you made your outfit. And if she wants to do something that you don’t want to do, just go ahead and do it. It’s really going to help you score some points with her, especially if it’s something you //really// don’t want to do. Though I suppose there is a risk of her thinking you’re a pushover if you’re just on her coattails, doing whatever she asks you to do, so I suppose you should just go with your heart.” Even if you barely have an idea of what to expect, particularly considering $Ash ‘s tendency to have atypical desires, the conversation does help calm your nerves.<</if>> Eventually, $Hannah realizes the time, and wishes you a good rest of the night. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $HannahR to $HannahR + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 2]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/VkY1VCt8/Longue.jpg]] You walk into the lounge, where you find $Hannah predictably resting on the couch. She welcomes you in and encourages you to sit next to her, which you’re happy to do. You consider what to discuss. [[HF 5 Mall<-Going to the mall tomorrow]] <<if visited("AshW1 Morning")>>[[HF 5 Ash Trouble<-Your friend getting you in trouble]]<</if>> <<if visited("Ash W1 home")>>[[Hannah Friday 5 Gray<-The two glasses of wine you saw][$HF5 to 3]]<</if>>

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/VkY1VCt8/Longue.jpg]] ”So, how’s your week been?” //Where to begin?// “Well, this friend that I have at Farrix. She’s lovely, and she definitely seems interested in me.” Mentally recalling how it was her request that get you get some more panties that wound up with $Hannah finding out you raided her underwear drawer, you go into a little more detail. “It seems that no matter what happens, she always seems to get me in trouble. I doubt she means to, but still, it happens anyway.” <<if visited("AshW1 Ask")>><<set $HF5 to 2>>You pause, figuring out how to bring up Miss $Gray ‘s new rule about wearing flats to Farrix after $Ash gave you a pair. “This friend, she asked me to do something, but now there’s an expectation I’ll do it regularly. I wasn’t prepared for it, and I don’t like it.” $Hannah thinks, considering what to say that might help your problem. “And you can’t mention you don’t want to do what’s now expected of you?” You shake your head. “That’s a tricky one. I suppose you could show them you’re upset at them somehow. I don’t know, maybe don’t hang out with them?” Considering your date with her tomorrow, that might be prudent advice. “But if this friend keeps getting you in trouble, it sounds like they’re not a very good friend. Maybe you shouldn’t talk with them at all. I know you don’t have a whole lot of friends at school anyway, but maybe it’s better to be alone than with bad company.” //She’s right. I really don’t have a lot of alternatives. It seems like it’s $Ash or nobody//\ <<elseif visited("Ash W1 home")>><<set $HF5 to 3>>You pause, figuring out how to bring up Miss $Gray ‘s new rule about wearing a butt plug, without, for obvious reasons, saying that. “This friend, she made me be late to class, and now my teacher is giving me a bunch of detentions because of it. It feels so unfair.” $Hannah thinks, considering what to say that might help your problem. “That’s annoying, I can imagine. But it sounds like that’s more to do with your teacher being a bit of a hardass than your friend being a bad person. Maybe your blame is attributed to the wrong person.” She laughs a little, not at you, but your situation. “I mean, I’ve been late to work a few times, and not once have I gotten in trouble for it. This teacher must really be up your ass.” //No kidding// “But if you really want to blame this friend who keeps getting you in trouble, it sounds like they’re not a very good friend. Maybe you shouldn’t talk with them at all. I know you don’t have a whole lot of friends at school anyway, but maybe it’s better to be alone than with bad company.” //She’s right. I really don’t have a lot of alternatives. It seems like it’s $Ash or nobody//<</if>> Eventually, $Hannah realizes the time, and wishes you a good rest of the night. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $HannahR to $HannahR + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 2]]

<<set $HF5 to 1>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/VkY1VCt8/Longue.jpg]] Now that you’re in a relaxed environment with your step sister where you’re not wolfing breakfast down before school, you get a chance to talk about something more important than the day’s weather. And considering how you came home on Monday and saw two glasses of wine next to a bottle, you’re too curious to not ask if she had someone over. “So, are you seeing someone?” She almost spits out the glass of wine she’s sipping on right now. “What would make you think that?!” “It’s just, I saw a couple of glasses with some wine a few days ago, and figured you must have had someone round.” “That’s some extensive detective work, $name Holmes.” She laughs, clearly flustered at her disadvantage. “Sorry for assuming, I just guessed it was more than you using two glasses.” She looks at you with a plain expression. She’s not annoyed, but definitely on the backfoot, and considering what to say. “Alright, you got me.” She puts her hands in the air, as though she were being arrested. “I had someone round.” “You could have told me, you know.” “I know, but we’re trying to keep it quiet, for now at least. When you told me that you were going to be away for the night, I couldn’t help myself.” She’s blushing now, and smiling profusely. “We had a great time.” “So…when do I get to meet the lucky guy? Or girl?” “Ah, I don’t think you’ll be seeing them here for a while yet. We’re still figuring each other out, learning what we’re about. We’ve got a while to come before we make it so official as to be seen in public, especially around family.” Feeding off her giddy energy, you ask a question, but you’re already sure of the answer. “But you see it getting there?” She nods her head, and shrieks with glee. “I’ve never felt this way about anyone before.” Her arms wrap around you, filling you with her infectious, loved up energy. You talk about her partner for the rest of the night. $Hannah doesn’t tell you much about them, so much so that you don’t even know they’re their gender still. As such, it’s more about how $Hannah feels, rather than details about the Casanova or Casanovaette in question. After several hours of gleeful chatter, despite her obvious excitement, $Hannah insists she should go to bed. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $HannahR to $HannahR + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 2]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/VkY1VCt8/Longue.jpg]] You walk into the lounge, where you find $Hannah predictably resting on the couch. She welcomes you in and encourages you to sit next to her, which you’re happy to do. $Hannah is still in her work outfit, for the most part. She’s still donning a tight skirt and cute blouse, but she’s taken her hosiery off so that she might better access her feet. Not that she’s looking to massage them after being stuck in a pair of heels for 40 hours of the past week, but instead so that she might beautify them with a new coat of nail polish. The distinct smell of acetone is in the air. “Ah, damnit!” She curses, whilst holding the dainty brush of a bottle of nail polish. “What’s up?” You ask. Whilst you have this excuse, you pay particular attention to her feet, not that you have any particular reason, but you’ve only ever seen them encased in nylons, and that’s when they’re not in a pair of shoes. Maybe for those reasons they stick out to you, and hopefully not for any other. “I got some polish on my skin. It’s no biggie.” She laughs, getting back to work. <<if $PaintedToes gt 0>>”Oh, right.” You recall your experience at the salon last week with $Ash . The expert beauticians made the task look easy, but they do it for a living, and it must be so much easier to paint someone else’s toes rather than your own. $Hannah is made to sit in an upright fetal position in order to reach her digits. “Yeah, I can imagine it’s rather hard.” “Eh.” She shrugs. “Most girls are used to doing it, I must just be sloppy today.” “Why don’t you go to a salon? They’re pretty relaxing, or so I hear.” “I do, on occasion, but after a long week of work, I don’t want to be spending more time going to the mall just for a little R and R when I can do it myself. But yeah, they are definitely relaxing.” Even though you had a stressful time a week ago, you can understand how somebody could appreciate the atmosphere and foot care of a salon. Considering how you were dragged there, you could always mention your experience to $Hannah . She probably won’t think less of you, especially after hearing it was during a date, as weird of a “date” as it was. [[Hannah Friday 6 Already<-Bring up your time in a salon][$HF6 to 1, $HosieryUn to 1, $ShoesUn to 1]] [[Hannah Friday 6 Not<-Say nothing][$HF6 to 2]]\ <<elseif $HannahR gt 2>>“I wouldn’t know.” “I suppose you wouldn’t, but it’s actually pretty easy; a drunken monkey could do it. You’d probably surprise yourself if you gave it a whack.” “I doubt it.” You try to brush off her ideas, but she’s particularly stubborn today. “I’m telling you, it’s easy. Heck, why don’t you give it a try?” “Try what? Giving you a pedicure?” “Well, you could, or you could always give yourself one.” You don’t answer immediately. The calm way she suggests it is surprisingly encouraging, and after a brief thought on the topic, it’s not like it would create much of an issue anyway. No one has any reason to see your feet, or at least, not anyone who’d disapprove, you assume. A little varnish wouldn’t affect you past an hour from now. Of course, you could always give $Hannah a hand and do hers for her. She might appreciate a chance to lay back and relax as though she were at a salon, and for you, it’d give a chance to get closer to her feet which you’ve been glancing at ever since you started talking. But there’s always another choice: $Hannah seems in a playful mood, and if she doesn’t think it’s a big deal, maybe she’d paint yours for you. [[Hannah Friday 6 Own<-Give yourself a pedicure][$HF6 to 3, $HosieryUn to 1, $ShoesUn to 1]] [[Hannah Friday 6 Hers<-Give your step sister a pedicure][$HF6 to 4]] [[Hannah Friday 6 Own<-Ask her to give you a pedicure][$HF6 to 5, $HosieryUn to 1, $ShoesUn to 1]] [[Hannah Friday 6 Not<-Ignore her ideas][$HF6 to 6]]\ <<elseif $HannahR lt 3>>“I wouldn’t know.” “I suppose you wouldn’t, but it’s actually pretty easy; a drunken monkey could do it. You’d probably surprise yourself if you gave it a whack.” “I doubt it.” You try to brush off her ideas, but she’s particularly stubborn today. “I’m telling you, it’s easy. Heck, why don’t you give it a try?” “Try what? Giving you a pedicure?” “Well, you could, or you could always give yourself one.” You don’t answer immediately. The calm way she suggests it is surprisingly encouraging, and after a brief thought on the topic, it’s not like it would create much of an issue anyway. No one has any reason to see your feet, or at least, not anyone who’d disapprove, you assume. A little varnish wouldn’t affect you past an hour from now. Of course, you could always give $Hannah a hand and do hers for her. She might appreciate a chance to lay back and relax as though she were at a salon, and for you, it’d give a chance to get closer to her feet which you’ve been glancing at ever since you started talking. [[Hannah Friday 6 Own<-Give yourself a pedicure][$HosieryUn to 1, $ShoesUn to 1, $HF6 to 3]] [[Hannah Friday 6 Hers<-Give your step sister a pedicure][$HF6 to 4]] You're not close enough with $Hannah to suggest that [[Hannah Friday 6 Not<-Ignore her ideas][$HF6 to 6]]<</if>>

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/VkY1VCt8/Longue.jpg]] “Actually, I kind of visited one last week.” $Hannah looks over to you, visibly surprised. <<if $HF5 is 6>>“Oh really? Wait, was this during your date that you mentioned?” Blushing slightly at her ease of connecting dots, you confirm. “This must be some girl if she took you to a nail salon. Wow, you should just ignore my advice completely, I think I’m reading from different books on how to seduce people. So she just made you sit and watch?” “Well, not quite.” Her deductive prowess again shows itself. “Don’t tell me - she actually made you get a pedicure?” “Yeah. It was…an experience.”\ <<else>>”Oh really? How did you get roped into that?” “I was with a friend at the time, and she just so happened to want to get a pedicure.” “You two must be pretty close friends if she let you see her feet, you perv.” “Hey!” You shudder at her remark. You hardly looked at $Ash ‘s feet; you were far too stressed out for that. $Hannah ‘s right now though… “You must have been pretty awkward sitting in there, twiddling your thumbs while she gets a paint job.” “Actually, she kind of…convinced me to get one too.” $Hannah giggles slightly. “You don’t have much of a back bone, do you? Did she offer you a go on her Game Station or something?” “No, no.” You start thinking if telling $Hannah this much was a mistake. “It was just a bit of harmless fun, you know?”<</if>> “Can I see?” Having cornered yourself, you decide letting her see them is hardly much more than admitting to them. <<if $SocksM is 1>>You remove the innocuous cover of your socks to reveal the embarrassing secret underneath.<<else>>Considering your hosiery, however, it’s not like that’s an easy task. You excuse yourself to the toilet to swiftly remove them before returning.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/qv1hCCQN/Pedicure.jpg]] <<if $HF5 is 6>>$Hannah doesn’t even try to stifle her giggles. “Haha, pink too?! This girlfriend of yours must be special indeed.” //She’s certainly unique…// “It was a spur of the moment thing.” You justify it, unsure if you’re defending yourself or $Ash . “Yeah, I’m sure, I’m sure. You know how I said to not let her push you around and tell you what to do?” “And you also told me to make her happy.” “Do you rely on my advice for everything?” She’s still giggling, but it doesn’t feel as innocent as most of her laughs. “Do you have anything more positive to say?” You’re properly in self defense mode now. “$name , if you thought it was the right thing to do at the moment, then I guess you should trust your instincts, but I don’t think I could look at a guy the same if I could convince him to get his nails painted. I mean, it must have been so humiliating to sit there, surrounded by girls, as they treat you like one of them. All because you were asked to. Did your girlfriend make puppy eyes too?” “Whatever.” You give up on the conversation. Evidently, despite it being part of her advice, your step sister doesn’t have a lot of respect for your decision. Of course, you didn’t mention $Ash ‘s promise of a sexual reward, though it’s questionable if that would make $Hannah agree with your decision or disagree even less. Eventually, $Hannah realizes the time, and wishes you a good rest of the night. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $Stress to $Stress - 2]]\ <<else>>$Hannah doesn’t even try to stifle her giggles. “Haha, pink too?! It must have been so humiliating for you.” “Yeah, it was very embarrassing. I don't think I’ll be doing it again anytime soon.” “I don’t blame you. To be a guy in that kind of environment…it couldn’t have been easy. But like you said, if it was just a bit of fun, there’s no harm in it. Though you could have easily removed it since then.” She eyes you suspiciously. “I guess.” She makes a valid point. “But it’s not like I need to show them off anyway.” “Hmm, yeah.” She doesn’t sound entirely convinced, but the conversation changes the course of the conversation anyway. Eventually, $Hannah realizes the time, and wishes you a good rest of the night. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $HannahR to $HannahR + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 2]]<</if>>

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/VkY1VCt8/Longue.jpg]] <<if $HF6 is 2>>You opt to say nothing on the topic of your recent experience getting a pedicure. Even if $Hannah didn’t think less of you for it, which is a possibility that can’t be ruled out, she probably wouldn’t think better of you for it, so there’s little point in revisiting the humiliating experience, you pragmatically surmise.\ <<elseif $HF6 is 6>>”I’ll pass.” You answer, hoping she doesn’t bring the matter up again. “Fair enough. You are a guy, after all.” //That’s nice to hear after this past week//<</if>> $Hannah continues painting her nails in the beautiful scarlet shade. <<if $HF5 is 1>>Recalling your conversation from a week ago, you ask if her extra care towards her nails is in the interest of making herself pretty for a potential date with her potential partner. “Aren’t you perceptive?” She pauses to blow on her nails. “Maybe not consciously, but I notice myself doing that - paying extra care to my nails, buying new bottles of perfume, taking longer to pick between outfits.” She smiles giddily just like a week ago. “It’s a really nice feeling - to like someone so much that I want to look my best, even if there’s no chance I’m going to run into them. It doesn’t make any sense, I know, but I can’t help it. “ You feed off her energy, happy that she’s happy. Even if it doesn’t make much sense for her, it’s more relatable than she’d understand. Miss $Gray ‘s requirements for what to wear to Farrix are that - requirements - but there’s a unique feeling to wearing something specifically for someone, like a warm submissiveness, and hearing the confirmation that you’ve passed her inspection always causes an internal sigh of relief. You inquire some more about the details about the person who you can thank for her excitement, but she’s still scant on the specifics.\ <<elseif $HF6 is 6>>”Red’s a nice color. Did you choose it for any specific reason?” “Well” she pauses to blow on her nails. “There’s someone I’m trying to impress, and I know they’re a big fan of red.” “Oh.” You’re curious about the person she wants to impress, but the fact she’s not giving you much information makes you think it isn’t something she wants to go into. Still, you see if you can gleam a little more. “Somebody new at the office?” “It’s no work fling. In fact, it’s really unlikely that anything serious could come of it, given the circumstances, but I’m still hopeful.”<</if>> Your step sister finishes painting her nails, wiping away the erroneous strokes of paint from her skin once she’s done. Eventually, $Hannah realizes the time, and wishes you a good rest of the night. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $HannahR to $HannahR + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 2]]

<<set $PaintedToes to 7, $RedToes to 7>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/VkY1VCt8/Longue.jpg]] <<if $HF6 is 3>>”Alright, why not? Hand me the bottle and let me try.” Pleased that she managed to convince you, she transfers the bottle of red nail polish she was working with to your hands. “Red’s easy mode anyway - it’s hard to fail with such a nice color.” “You’re just saying that in case I show you up.” You joke.\ <<elseif $HF6 is 5>>”If it’s so easy, why don’t you show me.” “I’m doing my nails right now, you goofball.” “Not your nails.” $Hannah looks at you excitedly, an expression of “is that a challenge?” etched across her face. “Alright, I’ll give you a pedicure, you little girly.” She teases in good fun.<</if>> <<if $SocksM is 1>>First though, you need to remove your footwear. Your shoes and socks come off in all of 10 seconds, and you’re ready for the pedicure.<<else>>Before that, though, you have to remove your footwear. The shoes aren’t an issue, but the hosiery covering your feet is. You briefly excuse yourself to the bathroom to take them off without having to flash $Hannah .<</if>> <<if $HF6 is 3>>You hover the brush over your toenails, hesitating, almost scared. They’re currently in the state expected of most guys - plain. But now, you’ve volunteered yourself to have them feminized, and you’re the judge, jury and executioner. A single brush stroke begins the process, and there’s no turning back now. The first swipe is flawless, creating a smooth line of red ink from cuticle to tip. On your big toe, the process repeats itself a couple of times until that canvas is full. Then, you move onto the much smaller digits next to it. One by one, nail by nail, your formerly manly toes are beautified to a picture of femininity. And not only femininity, but due to the color’s red nature, sexiness. You copy the procedure without incident on your other foot until you’re left with a pair of picturesque women’s feet. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/qv1hCCQN/Pedicure.jpg]] “Wow, you’re a natural.” $Hannah teases. “It took me years to get that good.” “Of all things to be good at, why did it have to be this?” You joke, but she doesn’t laugh “At least you’ve got a natural talent for something. How many of those did you think you had a day ago?” $Hannah advises you don’t walk around for a while to let the paint dry properly, a process which makes you feel even more delicate than you did before. Having nail polish on your toes is a certifiably feminine thing, especially in a color as sultry as the red shade they’re adorning.\ <<elseif $HF6 is 5>>$Hannah kneels at your feet. But before the paint job, she gives you a foot massage. While it is a surprise, it’s certainly welcome, making them feel better than they have in a very long time. “You have such dainty feet for a guy.” She teases, but you’re far too calm right not for it to get a rise out of you. “After that, she retrieves the bottle of red nail polish. She waves the little brush around menacingly, as if to shake your nerves at asking for such a feminine procedure, but it similarly has zero effect. Not perturbed, she goes ahead and gives you the pedicure. Under her shadow, you watch as your toenails, one by one, are painted a much prettier shade than their old, dull, natural hue. It doesn’t take long for her to finish. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/qv1hCCQN/Pedicure.jpg]] The stunning scarlet shade reflects off the light, and it’s only now that they hit you with how girly they look. “They look…” “Great, right?!” “Yeah, they’re definitely well done, but they’re so…” “You’re not starting to regret them, are you? Let’s hope you don’t get sexual with a girl anytime soon. If I got with a guy who had polish on his toes, my hand would be reaching for the door knob, rather than his…you know.” You laugh at her point. Not only do you have no expectations of getting sexual with a girl at any point in the next millenia, if you somehow did, her first question isn’t going to be “why are your toenails painted?” when you strip down.<</if>> The rest of the evening is spent watching TV, occasionally forgetting, and then remembering, the long lasting reminder of your choice coating your toes. Eventually, $Hannah realizes the time, and wishes you a good rest of the night. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $HannahR to $HannahR + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 2]]

<<set $FootFetish to $FootFetish + 1>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/VkY1VCt8/Longue.jpg]] “How about I give you one.” You phrase it like you’re doing her a favor, but you’d be lying if you said the sight of $Hannah ‘s bare feet wasn’t a little intriguing. Plus, it’s something she’ll probably enjoy, so it’s a win/win. “I won’t say no to that.” She kicks her feet up and hands you the tiny bottle of red nail varnish. She’s barely done one nail, so it’s up to you to create an impression. Spinning the top of the vial, you remove the brush, which has a large droplet of red varnish hanging from it, almost defying gravity. Your hand hovers over $Hannah ‘s feet, and for extra balance, your other hand holds onto the bottom of her heel. //Right. For balance// [img[https://i.postimg.cc/qv1hCCQN/Pedicure.jpg]] The varnish gets spread first over her big toe, which you surprise yourself by doing flawlessly. 4 more perfect applications later, you’re beaming with confidence. The color on her nails is enchanting, and you struggle to look away from it. Her dainty foot still rests in your hand, similarly luring you into a state of mindlessness. <<if $CC2 gt 1>>Glancing up, $Hannah ‘s eyes are closed as she relishes the relaxing moment. As you look down once more, your eyes fall upon the small triangle of her panties that’s visible in your kneeling position. It’s a miniscule shot up her skirt with her legs together, you’re still left like a deer in headlights, leering at the distracting sight in front of you. There’s a pressure at your crotch at the visage as your penis protests against its chastity cage containment.<<elseif $CC2 is 1>>Glancing up, $Hannah ‘s eyes are closed as she relishes the relaxing moment. As you look down once more, your eyes fall upon the small triangle of her panties that’s visible in your kneeling position. It’s a miniscule shot up her skirt with her legs together, you’re still left like a deer in headlights, leering at the distracting sight in front of you. Your penis introduces itself to your underwear and pants as a familiar bulge rises.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/x855B9Jf/Upskirt.jpg]] <<if $Horny gt 7>>“See, it’s not so easy, is it?” $Hannah remarks. Her eyes are still shut, thankfully. You shrug off the lewd thoughts and get back to your job, which is notably harder now. You’re almost reciting “don’t look up” under your breath as encouragement to just do your task, but your current lust is making life much harder right now. By the time you’re done, $Hannah ‘s left with 5 perfectly painted ruby red nails, and an attempt equivalent to a child’s finger painting. It’s a messy smudge that almost seems to have painted more skin than keratin. $Hannah opens her eyes once you’re done. “Well that’s…an attempt. I didn’t kick you in the head halfway through, did I?” “No, I just, umm…I guess beginner’s luck ran out really quickly.” “I’ll say.” She laughs. “It’s a good job you don’t work in a salon, otherwise I’d have you fired for this. But still, for a first attempt, it’s not too terrible.” Eventually, $Hannah realizes the time, and wishes you a good rest of the night. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $HannahR to $HannahR + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 2]]\ <<elseif $Horny lt 8>>“See, it’s not so easy, is it?” $Hannah remarks. Her eyes are still shut, thankfully. You successfully shrug off the lewd thoughts and get back to your job, which is harder, but still accomplishable. After a while, the pedicure is complete. $Hannah has 10 beautifully painted toes, with the red coat reflecting gorgeously under the light. $Hannah opens her eyes once you’re done. “$name , you’re a natural! I think you need to get a job working in a nail salon with skills like this, because your talents are wasted otherwise.” Her compliments almost send you into a blushing frenzy. “Thanks. I must have learned from your technique.” “You must have osmosised some of your classmates’ girly abilities…” Eventually, $Hannah realizes the time, and wishes you a good rest of the night. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $HannahR to $HannahR + 2, $Stress to $Stress - 2]] <</if>>

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/VkY1VCt8/Longue.jpg]] You walk into the lounge, where you find $Hannah predictably resting on the couch. She welcomes you in and encourages you to sit next to her, which you’re happy to do. You consider what to discuss. <<if $AshMad is 1>>[[Hannah Friday 7 Ash<-Talk about your ruined friendship][$HF7 to 1]]<<elseif $AshMad is 0>>[[Hannah Friday 7 Ash<-Talk about sex on sunday][$HF7 to 2]]<</if>> [[Hannah Friday Boss<-Let her talk][$HF7 to 3]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/VkY1VCt8/Longue.jpg]] <<if $HF7 is 1>>Hoping for an affirming female perspective, you decide to recount to $Hannah your failed relationship with $Ash , who can barely seem to sit in the same room as you without screaming. “I had this friend at Farrix. She seemed cool at first, and was really nice to me when no one else was. But as I got to know her more, it turned out she wasn’t as nice as I thought she was. Now I’ve upset her, and she barely looks at me. It’s probably for the best, but it still sucks to have made an enemy out of a friend.” $Hannah nods, clearly having been in your position before. “That’s just friendships in general, or any relationship for that matter. It can seem like you're as close as muscle is to bone, but something just…happens. It doesn’t even have to be explicable, or maybe something meant a lot to them but you didn’t value it as much, and so they got upset. People are strange. But as long as you don’t think you were to blame, try to keep your head up.” Her words are inspiring, if a little hard to appreciate right now. Without $Ash , you don’t have anyone to properly trust. $Hannah can be understanding, but you could never open up about Miss $Gray ‘s demands to her. $Jen sees your sissy side and tries to take advantage of it. Miss $Gray could never be trusted, especially with how suspicious her supposed motives for making you wear girl’s clothes is. There’s $Alex , who’s is a similar situation, and yet a completely opposed one too. It’s not like she’s going to be feminized when she’s already a girl, especially when she’s surrounded by guys. $Ash was the only safe bastion for sharing your situation with, but now it seems she wants nothing to do with you. “But, life is weird.” $Hannah continues. “And if a relationship dynamic can change once, then why can’t it change twice, or even more than that?”\ <<elseif $HF7 is 2>>Intensely nervous and yet overwhelmingly excited at what you’ll be doing in under 48 hours, you ask your step sister if she has any advice for popping your cherry now that you have an eager partner. “I just knew that you’d find someone in a school full of girls - I’m proud of you, $name , as weird as that is to say. But you almost had me worried I might catch you bringing a hooker home.” She bursts out laughing, but you’re unsure if she’s entirely joking. “But don’t worry, having sex with a woman is a pinch. As long as you care about her orgasm, you’ll be fine. If you start to get too turned on, slow down - women will think you’re being romantic, but it’ll help you hold out for a while longer. And make sure you wear something classy that she’ll like. Even if you’re going to strip 5 minutes later, it’s important to appear like you care about her both before and after the sexual experience. Sex starts from the moment you kiss her on the cheek, remember that.” //I thought she said it would be easy// “Let’s see, what else? Oh! Every normal girl I know likes to cuddle after sex, so don’t think you’ll get away the moment you spurt your seed.” “Is there anything else?” You sarcastically moan “Well, the only thing I can think of is something you don’t want to hear.” Naturally, there’s no way you could hear her say that and not be willing to interrogate her to find out what she means. “What don’t I want to hear?” “Ah, it’s nothing, really. Just forget I said anything.” You stare at her in an annoyed silence. “Alright, fine. It’s…you should make sure she’s the one. Don’t just have sex for the sake of it. You’re better than that, I think. If you really like this girl, and she really likes you, then go for it. But I’d hate for you to be ignoring signs that she isn’t the one just because you want a little nookie. It’s your life, so do what you want, but I don’t want you to make the mistakes that I did.” “You’re right…I didn’t want to hear that.”<</if>> Eventually, $Hannah realizes the time, and wishes you a good rest of the night. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $HannahR to $HannahR + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 2]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/VkY1VCt8/Longue.jpg]] “What about you? How has your week been?” “Actually, my week’s been amazing. But it won’t be as good as next week.” “What’s got you so excited?” <<if $HF5 is 1>>”You remember how I told you about my…” “...love interest?” $Hannah starts blushing once more. “Yeah. Well, I think they’ve pulled some strings and they’re going to have my boss fired.” She’s practically shrieking. “I’m so excited!” “Oh, so they’re in upper management or something.” “No! That’s the amazing thing: they don’t even work for the same company as me!” You scratch your head. “So how can they get your boss fired? That doesn’t make sense.” “It shouldn’t be possible, right? That’s why this one’s so special. Everyone’s a friend of a friend, and so a couple of strings pulls later, and I should have a new boss in a couple of weeks.” You try to prod this new piece of information for everything you can learn from it. Clearly $Hannah ‘s date is a person with some connections. Could you have the mayor at the dinner table in a couple of months, or a different government official? Or maybe they’re a stockholder in $Hannah ‘s company. Or maybe it’s someone really nefarious who’s going to frame $Hannah ‘s boss - that would explain why she isn’t going into much detail. But maybe the love interest is simply related to a higher up in the company. There’s so many possibilities, but your step sister seems content on leaving you in the dark. The one thing you can say for sure about $Hannah ‘s love interest is that they’re willing to do something cruel. Even as much of an asshole as $Hannah claims her boss is, to have someone fired that you don’t know is exceptionally cold. Your step sister doesn’t talk much more about her love interest for the rest of the night, or at least anything which would help you deduce their characteristics. Instead, she discusses how much more enjoyable work should be from now on.\ <<else>>”You know how I really hate my boss?” “Yes…” “He’s going to be fired!” “Wait, really? That’s great! What happened?” “I shouldn’t talk about it too much, but let’s just say that a friend is doing me a massive favor.” “They must be a pretty great friend.” “Yeah…they are.” “Does that mean you’re going to be getting a promotion too?” “Huh, I wish. I’ve not nearly been there long enough for that…and it’s not like we can get everyone in line for the job ahead of me fired.” The way $Hannah stops to think on that isn’t encouraging. “Though my friend would certainly enjoy the idea.” “Just who is this “friend”?” You laugh, but the fact your step sister would even joke about such a thing is alarming. $Hannah ‘s a smart woman, but whoever she’s spending time with might be having a horrible influence on her, and for once, you don’t mean yourself. “You know, a friend.” She cackles at seeing your annoyance that she refuses to answer the question. “All you need to know is that they’re making my life a hell of a lot better, and I love them for that.” With no choice to be satisfied with her ambiguity, you sigh. //I hope this friend doesn’t decide to think I’m a problem//<</if>> Eventually, $Hannah realizes the time, and wishes you a good rest of the night. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $HannahR to $HannahR + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 2]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/VkY1VCt8/Longue.jpg]] You walk into the lounge, where you find $Hannah predictably resting on the couch. She welcomes you in and encourages you to sit next to her, which you’re happy to do. You consider what to discuss. [[Hannah Friday 8 Alex<-Talk about your date on Sunday][$HF8 to 1]] [[Hannah Friday 8 Ash<-Talk about fear over your “girlfriend’s” control][$HF8 to 2]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/VkY1VCt8/Longue.jpg]] Noting your date with $Alex , and the bizarre parallels you face, you decide to bring up your newest friend to $Hannah . “A while ago I met this girl. She seems really nice, but there’s something really weird about it all. I’m a guy at an all girl’s school. Meanwhile she’s a girl at an all guy’s school. I don’t understand it all.” $Hannah is visibly puzzled. “You’re not being serious are you? How could something like that happen?” “I’m certain. She had the blazer on and everything.” “No, that can’t be right. I’m sure she was just cold and wearing her boyfriend’s jacket.” “It can’t be that. She said the words that she was a student at Morton, and she never once mentioned a boyfriend.” “Well then…it must be some kind of practical joke. Why on earth would there not only be one mixup like that, but two?” “I don’t know. But can it really be a simple mixup if neither of the schools haven’t done something to fix it? And Miss $Gray seemed to talk about it like it was very deliberate back during my first week.” “$name , I have no clue, but I’m sure it’s nothing crazy like you’re making it out to be. I talked with Miss $Gray , remember. She was really nice. I’d trust her if I were you. I’m sure she’s not wrapped in anything nefarious.” <<if visited("School 4-3 Jen Gray")>>//$Hannah really has no clue about her. And that’s not at all what $Jen told me//<<else>>//$Hannah really has no clue about her//<</if>> “But why would sh…” “Enough, $name . I don’t know, and I don’t care. I care too much about you to see you become a conspiracy theorist, so I’m not going to encourage it.” You’re silent for a while, partly reflecting on why $Hannah might be so unwilling to hear you out, and partly on what to bring up to end the awkward quiet that arises. “Well, this friend and I, we’re going out on Sunday.” $Hannah is calmer now, and seems happy that you switched the direction of the conversation. “Are you nervous?” “A little, I guess. She said she wanted to see a movie, but I have no idea what.” “A movie? That’ll be a fun time. Why don’t you take her to see a nice romantic comedy?” “I’m not sure if she’s the type of girl to enjoy a love flick like that.” “Sounds like a weird girl. Every woman I know would love to be invited to such a thing.” Eventually, $Hannah realizes the time, and wishes you a good rest of the night. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $HannahR to $HannahR + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 2]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/VkY1VCt8/Longue.jpg]] In the past week, your relationship with $Ash has completely transformed to something far more terrifying than the rather innocent fling that it previously was. Not that you think $Hannah has experience being locked in a chastity belt thanks to a former love interest, but maybe she can say something encouraging, even if it were superficial. <<if $HF7 is 2>>”My…ex, I’m not quite sure what she is, she’s upset, I think, or maybe angry. She’s making me do things that I don’t want to do, and now she wants to spend time with me even though she’s obviously upset at me.” “Is this the same girlfriend you were going to be having sex with last week?” You nod your head. “You must be really disappointing in bed.” She laughs. Were it not such a serious topic for you, you might join her, but certainly not with $Ash acting as your keyholder. “I just don’t see why she can’t let me do what I want to. She’s never once asked me what I think of our relationship and where I’d like it to go.”\ <<elseif $AshMad is 1>>”My…ex, I’m not quite sure what she is, she’s livid at me. Not just livid, but she’d push me into a pit of lions if it got her a coupon. But she has the weirdest ways of punishing me. I don’t see why she can’t just move onto someone else.”\ <<elseif $AshMad is 0>>”My…ex, I’m not quite sure what she is, she’s upset, I think, or maybe angry. She’s making me do things that I don’t want to do, and now she wants to spend time with me even though she’s obviously upset at me. I don’t see why she keeps trying to make our relationship something I clearly don’t want it to be.”<</if>> “It sounds to me like she really loves you, or at least loved you, but you let her down somehow. Sometimes it’s hard to get over being disappointed or hurt.” “I get that, but why can’t she move on? Or at least talk about her feelings like a normal person. It’s like she can’t accept that I wasn’t what she was looking for.” “I’m not saying I approve of what she’s doing if it’s making you feel bad, but surely you can empathize with her; if you really loved someone and they didn’t reciprocate, don’t you think you’d handle it poorly? Don’t blame her for struggling to get over you. If anything, I think you should take it as a good sign that you could attract someone so completely.” $Hannah ‘s advice is hardly the morale boosting monologue you hoped it would be. On some level, you can appreciate her words. Had you attracted a more sane woman who gave you roses everyday and followed you around serenading you in song, that might be a little flattering. But $Ash ‘s love, or whatever it is, presents itself as a vitriolic force of desire that can’t be deflected no matter how you might try. If you could convey the situation accurately to $Hannah , maybe she’d understand the girl, but that would involve talk of chastity cages and sissification - something which doesn’t seem worth it just for a hug. Eventually, $Hannah realizes the time, and wishes you a good rest of the night. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $HannahR to $HannahR + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 2]]

<<set $HF10 to 1>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/VkY1VCt8/Longue.jpg]] You walk into the lounge, where you find $Hannah predictably resting on the couch. She welcomes you in and encourages you to sit next to her, which you’re happy to do. She seems extra giddy and alive today. Not that she’s bouncing off the walls and doing cartwheels, but her smile doesn’t leave her face even as she yawns. <<if $HF5 is 1>>“What’s got you so happy today? Is it that partner of yours?” “Oh, you know, maybe.” She’s giggling profusely. “Yes, of course it is.” “You’ve really hit it off.” Though you’ve still no idea who $Hannah ‘s mystery partner is, you assume they must be similarly full of joy from that new relationship glee. “We have. I don’t know, $name , I’ve never felt this way about anyone. Ever. It’s something so new to me and I don’t know if I should be feeling this way or not.” “Being this happy can’t be a bad thing.” $Hannah nods. “You’re right, I just don’t know how to express how I feel to her.” //So they’re a woman// She continues “part of me wants to yell from the rooftops that I think they’re the greatest person on the planet, but part of me also likes that we’re keeping it quiet about us. We’ve known each other a while now, and I think I’m ready to say those 3 magic words to her.” “Really? That’s great!” “It is, but I’m so nervous! What if she doesn’t say them back? Or maybe she’ll feel like she has to so she does, but then she resents having to say it and hates me for it. So many things could go wrong, and I’m really scared.” $Hannah ‘s trepidation is understandable, though rather adorable too. She’s certainly overthinking the whole thing - if she feels that this woman is //the one//, then she should say it, you, a complete love virgin, think.\ <<else>>“What’s got you so happy today?” “Well, there’s a few things I haven’t kept you up to date with, $name . I’ve been seeing someone for a while now, and OH. MY. GOD. They’re amazing. I know you’ll roll your eyes, but I honestly think they’re the greatest person I’ve ever met. I think I could see myself seeing the rest of my life with them.” “Really? When do I get to meet them?” “Not for a while. We’re keeping things quiet for now. In fact, I probably shouldn’t even be telling you.” “Oh.” You’re disappointed about being unable to meet your step sister’s love interest, but at least she is opening up to you a little by telling you about all this. “How did you meet?” “Again, I probably shouldn’t say. All you need to know is that I’m a lot happier now. In fact, I’m thinking about saying those 3 little words to them.” “Really? That’s great!” “It is, but I’m so nervous! What if my feelings aren’t reciprocated? Or what if I’m rushing all this by even considering saying it?” $Hannah ‘s trepidation is understandable, though rather adorable too. She’s certainly overthinking the whole thing - if she feels that this person is //the one//, then she should say it, you, a complete love virgin, think.<</if>> “Being this happy is making me appreciate everything else in life too. I don’t just love them, I love getting up in the morning, and my drive to work, and having dinner. Everything just seems so much brighter now. And I love you, step bro.” $Hannah giggles, but you can tell she’s being genuine. “We’ve been living together for quite a while, <<if $WeekChores gt 4>>and you’re great. You’re a much better housemate than I thought you’d be when you first moved in.<<elseif $WeekChores gt 0>>and you’re fun. Sure, you could be tidier, but couldn’t we all?<<else>>and you’re alright, you know? You could be a lot tidier and help me around the house more, but you’re not horrendous like I’d thought you’d be.<</if>>” “Thanks, I guess I love you too.” She leans in and gives you a long hug, not releasing for at least a minute. For the rest of the night, she continues talking about how happy she is. Despite what you’d largely consider to be a juxtaposing experience in your own life, it’s nice to hear how well she’s doing. After several hours of engaging chit chat, she decides to call it a night, heading up to her room. No matter how you slice it, you’re far closer now than you were yesterday. She loves you, and you doubt anything could ruin your relationship. [[Room<-Continue][$H to $H + 3, $HannahR to $HannahR + 1, $Stress to $Stress - 4]]

<<set $H to 8>><<set $M to 0>>\ <<if $Home is 1>>The other students file in around you, most notably, your trainer and one of your keyholders, $Ash .\ <<elseif $Home is 3 or $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. You can’t imagine how hellish it would be if there weren’t anyone but you two to face Miss $Gray ‘s wrath.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>>Your eyes are locked on the door like you’re an eager bird watcher, seeking the beautiful creature that would light up your day by their presence. For you, that delightful moment arrives when Mistress $Ash walks into the classroom, sitting next to you, instantly filling you with joy.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash and you sit and wait while the other students file in around you. Whilst you're waiting, $Gray2 smiles at you, encouraging you for the day ahead. You do the best you can for the woman who has the responsibility of feminizing you.<</if>> [img[https://i.postimg.cc/wMzGh6KR/Desk-Ash.jpg]] The lesson soon begins. <<if $Home is 1>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash ). Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 2>><<set $Stress to $Stress - 2>>Seeing Miss $Gray not at home is now rarer than it is seeing her at school, which still feels bizarre to consider. Maybe because of that, she doesn’t seem to pay much attention to you. Perhaps she’s as bored with you as you’re frustrated at spending time with her. Thoughts of Miss $Gray are annoying, though, since you’d much rather be thinking about the goddess right next to you. Being around Mistress $Ash , even when you’re forbidden from talking to her, is like nirvana for a submissive slave like yourself. Even more irritating than the thought of Miss $Gray knaving you from thought of your queen, is when she takes a more deliberate approach of separating you from Mistress, which she enforces by demanding you stop looking towards her.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>With Miss $Gray now back in charge of your chastity cage, she seems to take it much more importantly that she challenges you as much as she can throughout the lesson. She’s asking you twice as many questions as she is the person who she asks the second most (which just so happens to be $Ash .) Just as $Ash said you two must, though, she poses as the model student, answering quickly when called upon and completing work dutifully.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>Likely thanks to your transformed relationship with her, $Gray2 barely bothers you through the class. It seems she knows feminizing you is taxing enough without giving you the further stress of a torrent of questions. Besides, she did admit to giving you far better grades than you deserve. All this isn’t to say she extends the same favor to $Ash , who she practically bullies with questions for an hour. To her credit, she does as she said you must. $Ash fulfills the role of a perfect student well. She answers every question with an almost obsessive level of detail. Having close relationships with both women is a complex situation to be in, especially when they both seem intent on screwing the other one over. A day may come when you have to truly decide between them, unless a third option presents itself. <</if>> <<if $HeelSurg is 1 and $ShoesC is 1>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>The lack of high heels propping up your feet is already causing great distress in your legs. <</if>><<if $ButtPlugA is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>The butt plug occupying your rear leaves your mind racing with dirty thoughts. <</if>><<if $Boobs gt 5 and $Bra is 0>><<set $Stress to $Stress + 1>>Your prominent boobs do bother you. You're both worried about your nipples blushing over being stared at, and your budding breasts having no support. At this size, they really require it. <</if>> <<if $Horny gt 8 and $BlackmailVibrator is 1>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 1>>It’s inevitable with how horny you are, that your mind, and your eyes, will wander. When they do rest on the bodies of your peers, a not quite pleasant vibration shoots through your chastity cage. It serves to stop you looking at the other students, but not for long. After several jolts over the period, you’re left even hornier.<<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 1 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 3 or $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class. Miss $Gray seems to have noticed, as a subtle scowls goes your way.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 2>>With how horny you are, you could very easily let your eyes wander to the other students, but when she’s around, you only have eyes for her.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>During the lesson, your horny mind can't help but fantasize, and your eyes wander to the other students in the class.If $Gray2 notices, she doesn’t seem to care.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is not 2>>You manage to pay attention during the lesson, taking notes and listening diligently.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9 and $Home is 2>>With Mistress $Ash next to you, it’s hard to do anything productive during the lesson.<</if>> <<if $Home is 3 or $Home is 4>>[[16-4 Gray<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Home is 1 or $Home is 2>>[[16-4 Ash<-Continue]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<set $AnalS to $AnalS + 1, $OralS to $OralS + 1>>\ <<set $W4Ask to 0>>\ <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>$Ash arrives in the all too familiar room of $Gray2 the same time you do. She gives you an encouraging nod as you await your lunch time training.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>You arrive in the all too familiar room of Miss $Gray , nervously awaiting your lunchtime training.<</if>> <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>“You know the deal, sluts!” $Gray2 can sense how seething $Ash is. “I can feel your panties moisten at me just saying that, $Ash .” The tension between the two women is normally quite entertaining, but given the past weekend’s revelation that your teacher intends to lock you both up indefinitely, you’re not sure that $Ash can hold it together. She’s forgone her own rule of blending in as perfectly obedient students. Her serrated eyes don’t deviate from your teacher for a second, and while you used to know $Ash as a perfect appearing person, with a clean uniform, flawless hair, artful makeup and unchipped nails, she’s become something that former self would probably hate. The sex machines are set up with their two respective dildos sticking out innocuously from the frame. “Well, what are you waiting for?” $Gray2 asks, pushing $Ash into her sex rig. “Your boyfriends are eager to have their way with you.” You get into position too before $Gray2 needs to shove you.\ <<elseif $Home is 4>>“You know the deal, sluts!” Miss $Gray can sense how seething $Ash is. “I’d save your energy, $Ash . You’re going to be fucked so hard that you’re going to need whatever reserves you have.” The tension between the two women is normally quite entertaining, but given the past weekend’s revelation that your teacher intends to lock you both up indefinitely, you’re not sure that $Ash can hold it together. She’s forgone her own rule of blending in as perfectly obedient students. Her serrated eyes don’t deviate from your teacher for a second, and while you used to know $Ash as a perfect appearing person, with a clean uniform, flawless hair, artful makeup and unchipped nails, she’s become something that former self would probably hate. The sex machines are set up with their two respective dildos sticking out innocuously from the frame. “Well, what are you waiting for?” Miss $Gray asks, shoving both of you into your respective sex rigs. “Your boyfriends are eager to show you to have a good time. Well, maybe that’s not true - it’s more that they want a good time themselves.”\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>”I just can’t wait to see you get spitroasted again. This is better than any movie or book I could ever find, and knowing that it’s making you better as a sissy really makes it more rewarding as your kind trainer.” The sex machine is set up as usual with its recent modifications in the way of a secondary dildo. “Well, what are you waiting for?” Miss $Gray asks, shoving you into the sex rig. “You don’t want to leave your boyfriend hanging.”<</if>><<if $ButtPlug is 1>>\ \ There’s a robotic giggle from the machine. “What’s this?” There’s a slight pressure against the butt plug already occupying your rear. Perhaps it’s made your “boyfriend” jealous. “You really are a slut, aren’t you?” Though you can’t see what it’s up to, you can hear the sound of air being sucked, and then what feels like an object pulling against the plug. The next thing you know, the butt plug violently soars out of your asshole. “There, all empty for master.”<</if>>\ [img[https://i.postimg.cc/LhKTGxBM/Machine-3.jpg]] The pair of cocks enter you simultaneously. You’re more than used to your holes being independently invaded, but having it occur in the same breath hammers home what <<if $GrayBestie is 1>>$Gray2<<else>>Miss $Gray<</if>> has been calling you for a while now: a slut. Thankfully, the machine shows the same amount of care and respect for warming up that it has the past week. The machine is so subtle, in fact, that you can’t tell when it begins to speed up, only that it has. Being spitroasted is a surprisingly hot experience. So much of you is being stimulated: your ass, from the familiar dildo ravaging it, the dildo in front of you, going the perfect amount inside your mouth, and your brain, which can’t help but fantasize over added details to the scene. <<if $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1>>“How are you enjoying my two cocks, sweetie?” The machine inquires. “I made sure to give your mistress the perfect dimensions to stimulate that eager mouth of yours. I can’t wait to hear you moan about how much you love this!” “Yeah, take that, you dirty fucking whore! You’re lucky that chastity belt prevents access to your vagina, otherwise I’d be happily fucking three of your holes at once.” $Ash is being hate fucked beside you like you’re used to seeing. Fortunately for her, she’s adept at taking cock, at least based on how she’s not gagging or coughing at the dildo violating her mouth. Her sex machine might take that as a challenge, however. Your fucking carries on for some time. The pace of the cocks is a constant average pounding that turns you on more and more, but not yet enough to be able to cum.\ <<elseif $Home is 4>>”What do you think of my upgrade, sissy? I can fuck your two holes at once; your mistress really is a genius. You should appreciate her more, giving you these opportunities to improve your slutty skillset. In fact, if I weren’t keeping your mouth busy, I think that’s what I’d be doing - making you recite your love for Mistress $Gray whilst I pound your ass for an hour.” “Yeah, take that, you dirty fucking whore! You’re lucky that chastity belt prevents access to your vagina, otherwise I’d be happily fucking three of your holes at once.” $Ash is being hate fucked beside you like you’re used to seeing. Fortunately for her, she’s adept at taking cock, at least based on how she’s not gagging or coughing at the dildo violating her mouth. Her sex machine might take that as a challenge, however. “You’re lucky I don’t start taking ideas from him.” Your own machine snidely adds. Your fucking carries on for some time. The pace of the cocks is a constant average pounding that turns you on more and more, but not yet enough to be able to cum.\ <<elseif $Home is 3>>”How’s your day been, sissy? Actually, nevermind that. I know all thoughts other than your love of cock were purged from your mind the moment I entered you. All I should expect from you now is “please, go harder!”, or “give me more, daddy!” Your fucking carries on for some time. The pace of the cocks is a constant average pounding that turns you on more and more, but not yet enough to be able to cum.<</if>> <<if $Home is 3 and $Stress gt $Horny>>”My analysis shows you’re not enjoying this enough. Why aren’t you turned on?” The machine asks in a believably angry tone. “Have I underestimated the slut you are? There’s only one solution to this.” Suddenly, the pace of the cocks jumps up to something more than a stoic march. It’s going pound you relentlessly until it thinks you’re enjoying it. [[16-4 Gray 2<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $W4Stress to $W4Stress + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and $Horny gte $Stress>>”Good. I can tell you’re enjoying this, but sadly, baby girl, I want to tease you some more.” The calm pace gets calmer still until it’s almost painful how it’s half-assing your training. Of course, you could ask for him to go faster. [[16-4 Gray 2<-Say nothing][$Horny to $Horny + 1, $W4Horny to $W4Horny + 1, $W4Ask to 1]]\ [[16-4 Gray 2<-Muffle some encouragement][$Horny to $Horny + 1, $W4Ask to 2, $W4Horny to $W4Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Stress gt $Horny>>”I can detect that you’re not enjoying this that much. That’s a shame, but you need to remember your role as a sissy slut. Whether you like it or not, you’re going to be fucked, and showing signs of displeasure for a submissive like you. Frankly, I don’t care if you’re having fun, but why should my experience be lessened just because you don’t like my cock today?” [[16-4 Gray 2<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $W4Stress to $W4Stress + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Horny gte $Stress>>”Great stuff, sissy! I can see you’re having the time of your life. In fact, watching you have so much fun because of how I’m fucking you makes me feel great!” [[16-4 Gray 2<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1, $W4Horny to $W4Horny + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Stress gt $Horny>>”Yet again I can see you’re not enjoying my cock as much as a sissy slut like you should be. We’ll just have to ignore your mistress’ instructions. I know what’s best for you; your holes will be ravaged until I’m satisfied!” Both the cocks ramp up in speed like they were fueled by kerosene. [[16-4 Gray 2<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress + 1, $W4Stress to $W4Stress + 1]]\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Horny gte $Stress>>”Now there’s the slut I was promised! Carry on being the cock hungry whore I can see you are and you’ll be the perfect sissy I know you want to be.” [[16-4 Gray 2<-Continue][$Horny to $Horny + 1, $W4Horny to $W4Horny + 1]]<</if>>

<<set $H to 12>>\ <<set $AnalS to $AnalS + 1, $SuckS to $SuckS + 1, $CumS to $CumS + 1>>\ <<if $Home is 2>>Rather than have to spend another hour without her company, Mistress $Ash kindly sought you out so that she might train you to be a better sissy.<<else>>It’s lunch, which might mean a moment to relax, but $Ash has other plans.<</if>> She leads you by the hand to a disused toilet. “After how well you took my cocks before, I’m shaking at the thought of training you for another hour. I think I might actually enjoy teaching you more than you enjoy taking dick for me." <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash has you get on all fours, presenting your butt, which is more than visible in this position despite the skirt.<<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash has you lean over, presenting your butt, which is more than visible in this position despite the skirt.<</if>> <<if $ButtPlug is 1>>With little regard for your comfort, she tears the butt plug currently residing in your rear out.<</if>> After that, she equips her strap on. Maybe because of all the things she plans to do today, the cock seems bigger to you. Whatever fear you have is certain to be ignored though, especially since she drops a similarly sized dildo on the ground in front of you. “And of course, how could I forget about your favorite part - the cum!” Out of her bag, she pulls out a similar jug to what you’re used to seeing, even if it has been a while. <<if visited("15-2 Ash Punish")>>She lets you get a strong whiff of it, and you immediately get flashbacks to her brutal punishment from a week ago.<<else>>She lets you get a smell of it, and memories of her “cum game” come flooding back.<</if>> “Don’t worry” <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash suggests<<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash commands<</if>> “taking cum is just like riding a bike! We’ll be using this in a little while.” [img[https://i.postimg.cc/WpGgs28v/Ash-Toilet-1.jpg]] She gets into position in front of you. Because of your doggy style stance, she has to get on her knees to be an appropriate level for you to suck her cock. “Go ahead, sissy! Start sucking!” She makes you do all the work, and you’re only on one part of your training. She doesn’t even let you lubricate the dildo with a little foreplay. Instead, she leans in so that the resting position of the dildo is still protruding several inches into your mouth. You quickly please <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash <<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash <</if>>, or maybe she just gets bored of this “being a sissy 101” stuff. “Now that you’re thoroughly turned on, take that dildo I gave you and…well, if I need to spell it out for you, then I must be an awful mistress.” <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash orders. Not that back-talk is particularly effective against her, but let’s just say it’s a good thing you’re mouth is currently full.<<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash orders. At the hearing of such a preposterous idea, you want to affirm that she’s the greatest mistress a sissy could ask for, but you’re mouth is far too full of silicone to do that currently.<</if>> Taking the dildo in hand, you navigate it to your empty rear. Whilst preoccupied sucking a different artificial cock, it’s hard to line it up with your asshole, but after a bit of prodding, you eventually find the sweet spot, and it inserts surprisingly smoothly. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/65zZGYFb/Ash-Toilet-2.jpg]] You fuck yourself with it, slowly at first as you get used to it, and staying on top of pleasing <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash <<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash <</if>> and her cock remains a priority, but after not long at all, you’re ready to go at a speed your trainer will be satisfied with. You ramp up the speed until it’s eventually in the triple digits of BPM. It’s only now that the multi tasking aspects hit you as being difficult. Your experience of sucking in the past has primarily been when $Ash has been thrusting into you, not when you’re the one lunging into it. And the anal pounding you’re forced to inflict on yourself compounds to make the task that much trickier. On several occasions, you forget to breathe properly, resulting in muffled coughs and gags, but <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash <<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash <</if>> refuses to let the cock leave your mouth for even the smallest amount of reprieve. Meanwhile, concentrating on giving head results in the dildo playing with your rear missing its target, and you end up striking your scrotum instead. On one occasion, you fumbled it so completely that you dropped the silicone sex toy. Picking it up, all whilst still deepthroating at the front, proved a challenge. Eventually, though, you get into a good rhythm, and you have a chance to think about the moment without worrying about a slip up. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/Yqtg9JDm/Ash-Toilet-3.jpg]] <<if $Home is 1>>You’re on your knees in a toilet, being forced to spit roast yourself by a maniacal girl who also has your clit locked in an impenetrable cage. If you’d have thought life couldn’t get any more depraved, pathetic, or just plain sad, you’d be wrong, because $Ash hasn’t even introduced the cum into the equation yet.<<elseif $Home is 2>>You’re on your knees in a toilet, being forced to spit roast yourself by a stunning girl who’s a picture of perfection if there ever could be such a thing, who’s beauty could not be rivaled by anything natural, or anything created. Her genius took over control of you from the cruel hands of your cold teacher so that she, your Goddess, might show you how to best apply yourself in life. If you thought life couldn’t get any better, you’d be wrong, because Mistress hasn’t even introduced the cum into the equation yet.<</if>> “You’re handling that well, sissy. You really have been trained well. Shall we see if the added element of cum trips you up?” She reaches for the jug of cum with one hand, not even needing to move her hips, or the cock attached to them. With her outstretched fingers, she collects as much cum as she can, and shows you the gathered semen. “Aren’t you looking forward to this? I know I am.” You’re stuck between a cock and a penis, left with nowhere to hide as she smothers the handful of cum on your face, from your forehead to your chin. <<if $Home is 1>>The moment encapsulates the feeling you’ve had since the moment $Ash took over control of your chastity cage, or maybe even when Miss $Gray put you in it in the first place (it’s been too long to be able to remember accurately) - pathetic.<<elseif $Home is 2>>In one movement, not only was you touched by Mistress $Ash , but she graciously doused you with the rejuvenative tonic you dream about as often as a cat dreams of milk.<</if>> She’s not done yet though. Another swipe of cum on your two cheeks makes you painted up like you’re about to go to war. A third gives you a coat of cumgloss, and she makes you like her fingers clean afterwards. Then, she seems satisfied. The cum drips with no eagerness down your face. Some droplets slowly drool past your chin and down your neck, slithering in between your breasts. No matter how many times you lick your lips, the taste and texture of cum never goes away, or even seems to diminish. Despite its unforgettable presence, the cum isn’t the wrench in the slut works that it might have been. <<if $Home is 1>>It looks like $Ash did train you well.<<elseif $Home is 2>>As if there was more evidence needed, that should confirm, without any doubt, that Goddess $Ash is incredible at anything she does, like training you. <</if>> “Good whore. But I think we need a change of position. Lay down on your back.” Whilst still fucking yourself, you do as instructed. You rest your head on the toilet floor, with your legs slightly spread so you can masturbate your ass more easily. $Ash gets into position on top of you. She’s almost laying on top of you, though her hands hold up her weight like she was doing a push up. That leaves the cock to plunge down your threat, and she finally begins to thrust her hips. If you didn’t think you could get away before, you really can’t now. You’re entirely at <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash ‘s <<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash ‘s<</if>> whim, and based upon her moans of ecstasy, she’s enjoying that sensation. <<if $Horny lt 5>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 2>>Despite the intensely sexual situation, however, you’re simply not turned on enough to get to the special place you need to cum without clit stimulation.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 9>><<set $Horny to $Horny + 2>>Though you’re stimulated from both your mouth and anus, and you have years of looking at pornography to give you the graphic imagination to fantasize about the details of the situation, you’re simply not turned on enough. That’s not to say you don’t get incalculably close to an orgasm, but the final push over the finish line never arrives. You’re left a horny, leaky mess.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 1>><<set $Stress to $Stress - 3, $Horny to 2, $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1>>The situation, as depraved as it is, for some reason leads to a culmination of your pent up lust. The dick you pound yourself with, the dildo $Ash thrusts into your mouth, the drying cum on your face, and your active fantasizing imagination work together to triumphantly get you to an orgasm. And unsurprisingly, such a well worked for reward feels divine. Your panties fill with jizz, but you’re still eager to suck on and thrust inside you the cocks.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 8 and $Home is 2>><<set $Horny to 10>>The situation, created by your divine mistress, almost allows you to reach apotheosis, but just as your eyes roll back into your head, your Goddess slap you in the face. “I’ve decided that there will be no orgasms for you today. Aww, poor sissy!” She mocks. For a moment, you feel annoyed that she would deny you an orgasm, but those thoughts of a dissident subside as you’re having too much fun enjoying the cocks, the cum, everything.<</if>> Eventually, <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash <<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash <</if>> decides you’ve been well trained enough, for today at least. She dismounts you, and takes off her strap on. You get to your feet, stumbling a little at first. You reset your skirt and blouse and the little bow in the middle, before trying to remove any cum in the toilet mirrors. <<if $Home is 1>>$Ash <<elseif $Home is 2>>Mistress $Ash <</if>> congratulates you on an effective training session, before exiting. After taking a few minutes to get your breath back, you follow her lead. [[16-4d<-Continue]]

[img[https://i.postimg.cc/LXWv39J5/Machine-1.jpg]] <<if $Home is 3 and $Stress gt $Horny>>The machine continues fucking you as hard and as fast as it implied it would. Even with your experience swallowing cocks, it’s hard to not cough or gag as it tries to meet your esophagus. It’s a similar time on the other side of your body. The dildo pillaging your butt seems like it’s going for a speedrun record for making someone cum from anal stimulation, forgetting completely about the need for positive encouragement and emotional connection. \ <<elseif $Home is 3 and $Horny gte $Stress and $W4Ask is 0>>Not like you could get a clear word out anyway, you choose to remain relatively silent, only letting a couple of moans slip out when the dildo hits you just right.\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and $Horny gte $Stress and $W4Ask is 1>>”Mmm! Mm mmmmmm!” The machine lets out an almost sinister laugh. “Are you asking for me to go faster, whore? I shouldn’t be surprised. Very well, I’ll entertain your request, if only so I get to hear your moans echo in this room.” He delivers on his promise, the two dildos instantly jumping in speed. It doesn’t take long for the machine to get what he asked for either, as the moans involuntarily slide out of your mouth as effortlessly as the lubed up dildo exits and re enters your asshole.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Stress gt $Horny>>The machine’s “encouragement” does little to inspire lust in you, but there's a weird amount of comfort to be found in his words. Regardless of your perception of your life, there’s nothing that can be done about it. There’s far too many people who have power over you that seem content on taking advantage of the fact. Resistance, while futile, might make an oppressor annoyed, at least.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 0 and $Horny gte $Stress>>The machine continues dutifully fucking you, and with how enjoyable it is, you’d be glad to stay here an extra hour or two. Once you get over how weird of a situation this is, there’s a lot of pleasure to be had in it.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Stress gt $Horny>>The machine continues fucking you as hard and as fast as it implied it would. Even with your experience swallowing cocks, it’s hard to not cough or gag as it tries to meet your esophagus. It’s a similar time on the other side of your body. The dildo pillaging your butt seems like it’s going for a speedrun record for making someone cum from anal stimulation, forgetting completely about the need for positive encouragement and emotional connection.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $GrayBestie is 1 and $Horny gte $Stress>>Like you’ve experienced the past week, the machine is a lot more generous with compliments than $Gray2 is, or for that matter, anyone in any position of authority in the entirety of your life. It’s encouraging to be finally recognized as good at something, even if that thing is taking copious amounts of cock on the daily.<</if>> <<if $Pills gt 11>>The fantasy of being a disadvantaged secretary changes with the extra cock. You’re still pleasing your boss with your ass, but he’s now visited by his friend in accounting who stopped by for a dick sucking. The two men discuss sports, future plans, and their annoying wives, only occasionally anything directed towards you. Perhaps they’ll finish inside you, or maybe they’ll want to pull out and douse your voluptuous tits in their seed.\ <<elseif $Pills gt 4>>The fantasy of being a disadvantaged secretary changes with the extra cock. You’re still pleasing your boss with your ass, but he’s now visited by his friend in accounting who stopped by for a dick sucking. The two men discuss sports, future plans, and their annoying wives, only occasionally anything directed towards you. You imagine they’re disappointed about the size of your boobs, which they openly mock. When they both finish, neither of them acknowledge you before going back to work.<</if>> <<if $W4Ask is 1>>The anal pounding goes on for some time, but thanks to your reluctance to moan for the machine to go harder, you screwed yourself out of a potential orgasm. Even if your lust was at maximum and you were dripping precum like piss, this speed couldn’t get an orgasm out of you. It’s simply too slow for you. Eventually, the hour is up, and Miss $Gray comes over to turn the fucking machine off, which you’re thankful for. “It seems like you were having a blast.” She sarcastically teases. No doubt she can see the machine’s readings, and understands how it opted to play with you today. She lets you dress yourself before dismissing you. [[16-4d<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Horny gt 7>><<set $TimesCum to $TimesCum + 1>>The dual pounding continues for a while, and inevitably, you cum quite quickly. Even if you do manage to resist orgasming for a while, though, it’d happen on its own soon enough. The orgasm was amazing. An anal orgasm alone from someone caged like you could result in moans that shatter glass, and the oral stimulation is just fuel on the fire. It’s the following 45 minutes that is the issue. Your oral stamina seemingly dissolves, making the cock rhythmically entering your mouth much more painful. Meanwhile, the rear dildo takes more effort to penetrate each time, as if the lube was magically disappearing. If you want to avoid this in the future, you need to enjoy the sexual process whether you’re in a refractory period or not. That, or become such a horny mess that you can orgasm several times.\ <<elseif $Horny gt 3>>Being stuffed like a turkey on Thanksgiving fills you with a brimming confidence that you’ll make it to a certain orgasm. That faith, however, dwindles with every passing minute. You’re shocked to look up at the clock and see it claim that almost the whole hour has passed, but time really does pass when you’re having fun. The last few minutes are an uncomfortable sprint where you attempt to cum, despite the fact you have a rather passive role in the sex occuring. You can’t even move out of the way of the dildos, so what can you realistically do to cum? No answer comes to you.\ <<elseif $Horny lt 4>>The dual pounding continues, and while it’s not detestable, or even dislikeable, you remain pretty much indifferent. You’re not nearly close enough to the edge to be able to cum, but you’re also grateful for any sexual feeling that you experience that you won’t complain.<</if>> <<if $GrayBestie is 1 and $W4Ask is 0>>”Okay, I think you two sluts have had enough today, though I’m sure you’d disagree were you not so cock drunk.” $Gray2 turns off both the machines, giving you enough time to recover and get dressed. You were so distracted once the machine properly started to notice if $Ash managed to cum herself. Of course, it wouldn’t matter much in the long term. She’s perpetually pissed from $Gray2 ‘s attempted permanent chastisement to care about a simple orgasm which would provide only an hour of relief. Despite your feelings towards her sometimes, you can at least admit she has a lot more willpower than you. There’s been times you’d be willing to cut your ear off in exchange for an orgasm from your teacher.\ <<elseif $Home is 4 and $W4Ask is 0>>”Okay, I think you two sluts have had enough today, though I’m sure you’d disagree were you not so cock drunk.” Miss $Gray turns off both the machines, giving you enough time to recover and get dressed. You were so distracted once the machine properly started to notice if $Ash managed to cum herself. Of course, it wouldn’t matter much in the long term. She’s perpetually pissed from $Gray2 ‘s attempted permanent chastisement to care about a simple orgasm which would provide only an hour of relief. Despite your feelings towards her sometimes, you can at least admit she has a lot more willpower than you. There’s been times you’d be willing to cut your ear off in exchange for an orgasm from your teacher.\ <<elseif $Home is 3 and $W4Ask is 2>>”I think you’ve had enough today, slut. Don’t bother protesting, you little cock whore, I have other things to do.” Miss $Gray teases, turning off the machine, letting you recover and get dressed.<</if>> <<if $Horny gt 9 and $W4Ask is 0>>Your teacher dismisses you, leaving you to go to your next class, hoping the smell of sex and shame radiating off you isn’t noticeable. [[16-4d<-Continue][$Horny to 2, $Stress to $Stress - 3]]\ <<elseif $Horny gt 4 and $W4Ask is 0>>Your teacher dismisses you, leaving you to go to your next class, hoping the smell of sex and shame radiating off you isn’t noticeable. [[16-4d<-Continue]]\ <<elseif $Horny lt 5 and $W4Ask is 0>>Your teacher dismisses you, leaving you to go to your next class, hoping the smell of sex and shame radiating off you isn’t noticeable. [[16-4d<-Continue][$Stress to $Stress - 1]]<</if>>

Waxing Mani/pedis Facials Lower stress/lust

<<if $BagDay1 is 1>><<set $StoleLipstick to 1, $Lipstick3 to 1, $Stress to $Stress + 2>>[img[https://i.postimg.cc/YCydF0wR/Lipstick-tube-6.png]] You pick up the black tube of lipstick, turning the bottom to reveal a striking red color, which you deduce is what Miss Gray is wearing right now. For some reason that you can't explain, you slide the lipstick into your pocket. //She won't notice, right? Girls have tons of these things//\ <<elseif $BagDay1 is 2>>You pick up the phone. She uses a pin, and unfortunately "1234" proves unfruitful, so you give up on your half assed hacking attempt. You do, however, see her background. It is a picture of Miss Gray with an undeniably cute cat. //Wait, does this mean she doesn't have a boyfriend?//\ <<elseif $BagDay1 is 3>>You pick up the small, cardboard box. There's a seal on it, so you can't open it without her noticing. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/y8cqXS5T/Gray-Box.jpg]] When you shake it around a little, it gives off a curious rattling sound. Whatever's in there, it's either broken, or in multiple parts.\ <<elseif $BagDay1 is 4>><<set $StoleMoney to 1, $Money to $Money + 25, $Stress to $Stress + 2>>You look inside the small purse. There are a bunch of cards of banks, contact details, and memberships to various luxury stores. There aren't any photos or similar sentimental items, and there's several hundred in notes. With your current lack of money, you decide to take 25$, hoping your teacher won't notice.<</if>> [[School 1 Bag<-Return]]

<<set $H to 9>>\ <<set $House to 6>>\ <<if $ChoresPunish is 0>>Your strange life has now evolved to the point where you’re thankful you’re not woken up by a domineering woman and her wild and feminizing ideas. In fact, Miss $Gray and $Hannah both seem to have an affinity for laying in on weekends, so you have a rare moment of peace to make breakfast and prepare for the day. Rather than stress yourself out making something complex, you settle for something so simple that a monkey could do it. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/y81spftx/Toast.jpg]] Even if it isn’t particularly early, being awake before Miss $Gray and $Hannah makes you feel like you’re finally a step ahead of the rest of the world. And since feelings like these are few and far between, you cherish them.\ <<elseif $ChoresPunish gt 0>>The only time you could possibly think of being in a dog kennel as not exceptional is when you’ve just woken up, and everything in life seems peachy. For a solid 60 seconds, you have no worries or concerns - not even about whatever insane trip/adventure/life altering decision Miss $Gray and $Hannah will force on you next. After exiting your sissy cave, you spend a few necessary minutes stretching, before heading inside. Thankfully, neither of those women are up yet, so you spend a while eating a simple meal and enjoying the peace of an early weekend morning. [img[https://i.postimg.cc/y81spftx/Toast.jpg]]<</if>> [[Room<-Go to your room]]