new school

"You had heard plenty of rumours about this new all girls school, but all you knew for sure was that it was prestigous, unfathomably expensive and built in the middle of only god knows where. Quite how you got transferred here, you have no idea..."

"Stepping off the bus after what feels like an eternity, you thank the bus driver and turn to face your new school. In the distance you can see some girls milling around between buildings, a gentle hum of activity helping to refocus your mind after the dull journey here."

"You glance down at the welcome brochure you brought along with you, staring at the cute girls postered on the front - You feel a small rush of blood towards your groin, reminding you of the fact you are not like the girls here, in one very... big... way."

"Well, hopefully I can keep this to myself..." "You say to yourself, unconvinced, as you begin the slow walk onto your new campus, ready to start a new and exciting chapter in your student life..."

"You look around at the sprawling campus, taking in all the grand buildings and facilities."

"Oh, you're going to love it here. There's so much to see and do. And with your timetable in hand, you'll always know where you're supposed to be and when."

"You give a reassuring smile to desdemona."

"Is there anything in particular you're excited to try out?"

"Ah, yes. That's a great idea. You should definitely head to the office to sort out your timetable."

"You point in the direction of the main building."

"It's just that way. You'll find everything you need there. Good luck!"

"With that, you wave to desdemona and watch as they head towards the main building."

"As desdemona walks towards the main building, they notice a group of girls walking by in matching school uniforms. They all seem to be giggling and chatting to each other, completely at ease in each other's company."

"You've got to hand it to them, they all look pretty cute in their uniforms. Maybe you'll have fun dressing up in one too?"

"With that thought, you watch as desdemona disappears around the corner and make a mental note to check out the uniform policy later."

"As desdemona opens the door to the main office, they see a middle-aged woman sitting behind the reception desk. She looks up and smiles politely as desdemona approaches."

"Hello, welcome to our school! I assume you must be one of our new students? What's your name, dear?" "She asks with a warm smile."

"Pleased to meet you, Jess! My name is Mrs. Anderson, and I'm the school secretary. Here is your timetable and your electronic device," "Mrs. Anderson hands desdemona an electronic tablet, which activates as soon as she touches it." "This will show you your class schedules, events, and other important information. Just make sure you keep it safe and bring it with you wherever you go."

"As desdemona looks at the timetable, they can see that their first class is English, which is in the building across from the office." "Your first class is in the building just across from here. You should head there now so that you're not late. Good luck, dear!" "Mrs. Anderson gives a small wave as desdemona heads out of the office."

<As you walk towards the English class buildings, suddenly you feel a strong urge to go to the bathroom. You look around, but there doesn't seem to be any restroom nearby. What do you do next?>

<You turn the corner, and suddenly notice a sign marked "Bathroom". You make a beeline for the door, entranced by the possibility of relief. The door creaks open, revealing a long hallway with several stalls.>

<You enter one of the stalls and lock the door behind you, feeling relieved as you relieve yourself. As you finish up, you realize the room around you is silent, and there's no one moving about.>

<As you stand there, feeling a bit embarrassed, your eyes start to wander around the bathroom stalls. You can't help but notice that every girl you've seen at school so far is absolutely stunning - from their perfect skin to their stunning hips and legs.>

<Something stirs within you as you look around. A recent memory comes to mind, of being alone in your dorm room and watching videos that excited you. Suddenly, you become aware of what's happening. Your penis begins to stiffen in your panties, and blood rushes down to your groin area. Your heart races at the thought of being caught. What do you do?>

<You quickly pull down your pants and panties, exposing your stiff futa penis. You start masturbating, feeling the pleasure start to build. But as you get close to orgasm, you suddenly hear the sound of someone entering the bathroom.>

<You try to hide your penis and compose yourself, but the sound of footsteps approaching make it clear that the intruder knows exactly what's going on.>

<You quickly cover your mouth with your hand to stifle your moans, hoping that the intruder won't hear. However, as they approach the stall you're in, you can feel their presence looming over you.>

<The intruder suddenly leans in close to you, their hot breath on your neck as they whisper in your ear.> "Well well well, what do we have here? A naughty little futa playing with herself in the bathroom? You know that's against the rules, right?"

<You can feel a hot flush spreading across your face as you plead with the intruder not to reveal your secret.> "Please, I'll do anything, just don't tell anyone," you say in a half-whispered voice.

<The intruder chuckles softly, and you can feel their warm breath on your neck.> "Anything, you say? Well, I might just have an idea for something you could do for me."

<You can't believe you're agreeing to this, but the relief at not having your secret exposed overrides any better judgement you might have.> "Yes, anything," you say, your voice thick with embarrassment.

<The intruder pulls away from you slightly, and you can hear the sound of them unzipping their pants.> "Well then, why don't you go ahead and put that talented tongue of yours to good use? I think you know what I mean."

<The intruder grins as you kneel down before them.> "Good girl," they say, running their fingers through your hair. "Now, let's see what that tongue can do."

<You can feel their cock pressing against your lips as the intruder slides it between them. Despite your embarrassment, you can't help but feel a little turned on by the situation.>

<The intruder moans as you start to suck their cock, clearly enjoying the sensation. Their hand tightens in your hair, but not enough to hurt.> "Mmm, not bad for your first time," they say, their words punctuated by soft groans.

<You can feel their cock pulse in your mouth as the intruder gets closer to climax, and you steel yourself for what's to come.>

<As you continue to pleasure the intruder, you suddenly realize that they, too, are a futa student just like you. This puts a new spin on things, and you can't help but feel a little excited at the thought of connecting with someone who might actually understand what you're going through.>

<The intruder groans loudly as they reach their climax, spurting hot cum into your mouth. You do your best to swallow it all down, feeling a little pleased with yourself for being able to take it all. When they're finished, the intruder pulls back and gives you a wink.> "Thanks for the fun, "cutie". I'll be seeing you around."

<As the intruder leaves, you can feel your futa cock stiffening again. You can't help but feel a little turned on by the encounter, and the memory of the intruder's hot cum in your mouth is making you ache for release once more. You start to stroke yourself again, enjoying the feeling of your cock growing thicker and harder with each passing moment.>

<As you jerk off, you hear a soft knock at the door.> "Hey, "are you busy in there?" It's me, Anna. Can I come in?"

<As you walk out of the bathroom, you see Anna standing there waiting for you. She's a tall, dark-haired girl, with bright blue eyes and a shy, nervous smile.>

"Hey there," she says, glancing at you curiously. "I thought I heard some noises in there - everything okay?"

You can tell that Anna is a little nervous around you, but also intrigued by your presence in the school. You've only spoken to her briefly a few times, but it's clear that she's interested in getting to know you better.

<Anna nods, her eyes still fixed on you inquisitively.>

"Well, I was wondering if you wanted to hang out for a bit," she says, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. "I don't really have anything to do right now, and I thought it might be fun to chat or something."

You can tell that Anna is trying to sound relaxed and casual, but her nervous energy is palpable. It's clear that she's really interested in spending some time with you, and you can't help but feel a bit flattered by her attention.

Anna grins, visibly relieved by your response.

"Cool, let's go!" she exclaims, reaching out to take your hand and start pulling you towards the school building.

As you make your way inside, Anna seems to be almost buzzing with excitement. You can feel her energy and enthusiasm, and it's hard not to get caught up in it yourself. After a few moments of wandering through the halls, you find yourselves in a quiet corner of the school, away from the bustle of the main student body.

"So, what do you want to do?" Anna asks, still holding onto your hand. "We could grab something to eat, or go play a game or something..."

Anna nods in understanding, her eyes scanning the hallway thoughtfully.

"Well, we could hit up the cafeteria for some lunch. They usually have some pretty good stuff there, and it's included with your tuition anyways so you won't have to pay for it," she says cheerfully. "Or we could check out the game room - they've got pool tables, video games, all sorts of stuff like that. You might be able to find someone to play with."

She pauses, still looking thoughtful.

"There's also a part-time job board near the entrance of the dorms, if you're interested in picking up some work. But that can wait until later if you want to settle in first," she adds reassuringly.

"So, what do you say? Lunch, games, or job hunting?"

Anna grins excitedly at your response, her eyes lighting up with mischief.

"Oh, I'll play, all right," she says with a wink. "But word of warning - I'm pretty good. You might want to practice first before challenging me."

With that she leads you down the hallway, turning here and there until you arrive at a large room filled with pool tables and a variety of other games. A few girls are scattered around the room, some playing pool while others are sitting at a table playing cards.

Anna saunters over to a table where a group of girls are playing pool, racking up the balls and grabbing a cue. She waves you over, indicating that you should grab one of the other cues.

"Okay, let's do this," she says, smirking at you across the table. "You break."

You grab hold of one of the cues and approach the table. Looking around at Anna and the other girls, you feel a thrill of excitement at the prospect of playing pool. You place the white ball on the table, taking careful aim and striking it with your cue.

The balls scatter across the table, several sinking into the pockets, while a few others bounce off the edges and come to a stop in the middle.

"Nice shot," Anna comments, leaning over the table to assess the remaining balls. "Looks like you're solids and I'm stripes. Good luck!"

She chalks up her cue, taking a few practice shots before settling on her target. You watch on intently, analyzing her form and focus as she begins to plot her next move.

As you walk out of the student center with Anna, laughter bubbles up from deep within you. The two of you had spent the day relaxing and having fun, playing pool, watching movies, and chatting.

"Today was so much fun," Anna says, grinning widely. "You're seriously a blast to hang out with."

You feel a blush creeping up your neck at her words, feeling grateful for the compliment.

"You're not too bad yourself," you reply, returning her smile. "It's nice having someone to spend time with here."

Anna nods in agreement, linking her arm through yours as you continue walking down the path back towards the dorms.

"Definitely," she replies. "And hey, if you ever want to hang out again, just let me know. I'm always up for a good time."

The two of you exchange another laugh

You check the electronic device and see that your dorm number is indeed 242. You turn to Anna and ask, "Hey, I just realized something. What's your dorm number?"

Anna pulls out her own device, scrolling through it for a moment before replying, "Oh wow, we're in the same dorm! Room 242, right?"

You nod excitedly, feeling relieved that you won't have to share a room with complete strangers.

"Yeah, that's us!" you confirm, grinning widely. "Looks like we're roommates!"

Anna smiles back at you, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Awesome!" she exclaims, linking her arm back through yours. "I had a feeling this was gonna be a great year."

You nod in agreement, feeling a sudden rush of adrenaline as you continue walking towards your dorm.

As you get closer to your dorm building, you can't help but feel a bit nervous. This is where you'll be living for the next few months, after all, and you have no idea what your roommates will be like.

Anna seems to pick up on your hesitance, and she gives your arm a reassuring squeeze.

"Don't worry too much," she says softly. "I'm sure we'll get along just fine. And if not...well, we can always make some new friends."

You smile at her, grateful for her words of encouragement.

"Yeah, you're right. Thanks, Anna," you reply, feeling slightly more at ease.

Together, you and Anna enter the dorm building, ready to start your new life at All Girls School v0

Anna grins at you, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

"Aww, thank you!" she says, giving your arm another friendly squeeze. "I'm sure we'll get along great. After all, we're both starting this new adventure together."

You nod in agreement, feeling a warmth spread through your chest at her kind words.

"Yeah, I think so too," you reply, smiling back at her.

As you and Anna head down the hallway, you can't help but feel excited for the adventures that await you at All Girls School v0.2.

As you enter the dorm, Anna leads you through the common area, where you see a plush couch and a large TV. There's a kitchen off to one side and two rooms on either side of the common area, each with a set of bunk beds.

"Here we are," Anna says, motioning to the dorm room on the right side of the common area. "This is our room. You can take the top bunk if you want."

You walk over to the bunk bed she's indicated and climb up the ladder to sit down on the top mattress. Looking around, you see that there's a small desk and chair in one corner and a dresser against the wall.

"It's not bad," you say, turning back to Anna with a smile.

"Yeah, it's actually pretty nice for a dorm," Anna agrees. "And we've got it all to

"Oh? Is there a problem hanging out with me?" I ask teasingly, with a playful smirk. "But to answer your question, I suppose I just found you interesting and wanted to get to know you better. Plus, it's always nice to have more friends."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," I say with a smile. "It's always fun to hang out with someone new. We should do it again sometime."

"Ah, yeah, the school provides us with all the essentials," I say nodding. "You'll never go hungry here, that's for sure. Anything in particular you're looking for?"

"Well, there's plenty of ingredients to choose from," I suggest. "Maybe we could make some sandwiches or cook up some pasta? Or, if you're feeling adventurous, we could try and make something new and exciting. What do you think?"

"Great choice! Let's see what we have here," I say, walking over to the fridge to take a look at our options. "We have some ground beef, tomatoes, onions, garlic, and pasta, of course. How does spaghetti with meat sauce sound? We could even make our own sauce if you're up for it."

As I begin gathering the ingredients, I sense desdemona's hesitation. "Is everything okay?" I ask, giving them a gentle smile. "You seem a little... distant. Is there something you want to talk about?"

"Ah, I see," I say, giving desdemona a knowing smile. "Well, don't worry about it. We all zone out sometimes. Now, let's get back to cooking!" I suggest, turning my attention back to gathering the ingredients. "Would you like to help me with the sauce or the pasta?"

"Great!" I say, handing over the saucepan to desdemona. "Here's everything you need to make a delicious marinara sauce. The key is to let it simmer for at least an hour to really bring out the flavors."

As desdemona begins to cook, I observe their technique and offer tips and pointers along the way. "You're doing great! Just remember to stir the sauce frequently to prevent it from burning."

As I continue to watch desdemona work, I notice their futa cock peeking out from their skirt. With a smirk, I lean over and whisper in desdemona's ear. "You know, desdemona, I can't help but notice that you seem to have a bit of a secret. Care to share it with me?"

I raise an eyebrow in surprise as I glance down at desdemona's exposed futa cock. "Well, well, well, it seems like we have a bit of a special girl on our hands here, don't we?" I tease with a playful grin. "But don't worry, desdemona, this school is all about acceptance and inclusion. We couldn't care less about what you have hiding under that skirt."

I pause for a moment before continuing with a sly grin. "Although, I have to admit, the idea of a futa girl does sound quite... intriguing. Who knows what kind of mischief we could get up to together?"

I chuckle at desdemona's response. "Suit yourself," I say with a playful wink. "But don't worry, desdemona, you won't be the only one around here who's a little different. Just wait until you meet some of the other girls."

With that, I gesture towards the bustling campus around us, indicating that it's time for desdemona to begin her new adventure. "But for now, let's get you settled in and acquainted with your new home."

I smile at desdemona as she returns in her baggy pants. "Nice choice," I say approvingly. "Now, let's get you to your dorm room so you can settle in and freshen up before classes start."

As we walk towards the dorm building, I sneak a glance at desdemona's crotch, curious to see if she's hiding anything underneath those baggy pants. But for now, I keep my thoughts to myself, eager to see how desdemona's first day at the all-girls school will unfold.

"Sure thing, desdemona," I say with a smile, hiding my disappointment at not being able to explore further. We head back to the kitchen and resume making the pasta, focusing on the ingredients and chatting about our favorite foods in the process.

As the pasta finishes cooking, I grab some plates and make quick work of arranging them for us. I add a sprinkle of cheese and a drizzle of olive oil before serving it up hot and fresh for us to enjoy.

"Bon appétit!" I say cheerfully as I raise my fork. "Let's dig in."

"I'm glad you like it, desdemona!" I exclaim happily, taking a bite of my own pasta. "I always find that there's something really special about homemade pasta. It just tastes so much better than the stuff you buy in the store."

As we continue to eat, I ask some more questions about cooking and food preferences, getting to know desdemona a little better with each passing moment. Eventually, we finish our meal and clean up the kitchen, feeling full and satisfied.

"That was such a great meal," I say with a contented sigh. "Thanks for making it with me, desdemona. I had a lot of fun."

"I'm up for whatever you want to do, desdemona," I reply, looking over at you with a smile. "If you're feeling like exploring a little bit, we could always go for a walk around campus. Or if you want, we could grab some snacks and get cozy on the couch and watch something on TV. What do you think?"

"Alright, let's head back to the dorms then," I say, standing up from my seat. "I'm pretty tired after all the studying we did today, so I could definitely use a good nap on the couch."

We make our way back to the dormitory, and I head straight for the common area where the TV is located. "What do you feel like watching, desdemona? Do you have any preferences?" I ask, turning to face you.

I can't help but glance over at your chest as you sit down, noticing the way your bust bounces slightly in your crop top. "Well, if you don't have any preferences, maybe we could just watch some Netflix or something and see what catches our eye?" I suggest, trying to hide the fact that I was staring.

I grab the remote and start scrolling through the various options until I settle on a romantic comedy. "How about this one? Have you seen it before?" I ask, gesturing towards the TV.

"That sounds great," I reply with a smile, settling back into the couch as the movie begins. As we watch, I can't help but notice again how your chest bounces slightly with each movement, causing a stirring in my own loins.

Trying to distract myself, I turn towards you and ask, "So, tell me a bit about yourself. Where are you from, and what brought you to this school?"

"Ahh, Alberta, that's quite a ways from here," I nod thoughtfully. "What made you choose this school, if I may ask?"

I take a moment to look at you, admiring your figure as I wait for your response.

"I see." I nod in understanding, taking a sip from my drink. "It certainly is a prestigious institution, not to mention with an all-girls' environment, the opportunities are endless."

I lean back on the couch, crossing my legs and staring at you for a moment. As I do so, I feel a familiar stirring of my cock, already hardening slightly under my skirt.

"So tell me, have you met any of the other girls in your dorm yet?" I ask conversationaly.

I give a low chuckle and nod. "Yes of course, I remember meeting you when you first arrived. And I'm sure the office and whoever else you've met were quite pleasant, but there are so many interesting girls here at the school, I'm sure you'll find them all quite intriguing."

I lean forward slightly, my gaze fixed on you. "But for now, let's just focus on getting you settled in. You still have plenty of time to make friends and explore the campus."

As I speak, I can feel my cock twitching in anticipation, eager to be touched. But for now, I keep myself composed, waiting for your response.

"It's good to see you getting comfortable. The dorm life can be a bit overwhelming at first, but I'm sure you'll come to enjoy it." I say with a smile.

As I sit on the couch next to you, I can't help but feel a bit restless. The thought of teasing and tempting you is too much to ignore, and I find myself turned on just thinking about it.

"What do you have planned for the rest of the day?" I ask, trying to hide the lust in my voice.