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Something was wrong. Daisuke had known it as soon as he'd gotten on the bus. And how had he known? Well, it was simple, really he'd been the only boy there, apart from the driver. Safe to say, it'd made for a pretty uncomfortable bus ride, most of the girls staring at him in confusion, some in awe, others in wonder, and even a few in embarrassment as they guessed that he just have boarded the wrong bus for the day. And Daisuke was beginning to think that they were right. Where were all of the other guys? The boys his age? And, curiously enough, if this WAS an all-girl's school he'd accidentally gotten sucked in to... why was his uniform the same as theirs, just fashioned for boys instead of girls? None of this made any sense. After a long and awkward bus ride, Daisuke stepped off from the vehicle and in to the courtyard of the rather impressive looking boarding school. And it WAS a boarding school. He'd be living here for a semester, at least, and he wondered who his room mate would be, but as he looked around, all he could see were skirts, heels, stockings and long hair. No male teachers, no boys his age, no groundskeepers, no nothing. Just him. If he didn't feel as if he'd hopped on the wrong bus before, he certainly felt that way now. Something's not right here, he muttered to himself, looking as the girls walked past him, most of them staring with smirks or confused expressions on their faces. And he couldn't blame them, really he was just as lost as they were. Backpack slung over one shoulder, he sighed, ran a hand through his shaggy hair, then closed his brown eyes in thought before rolling his shoulders in a lame shrug and pushing forwards. Oh, well. Time to figure out what was going on.
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He noticed an older woman standing by the heavy wooden doors. Well, older than him at least. She waved him over and entered the door, making sure to hold it open for him as he followed. Inside were more girls, the few teachers and staff he saw as he followed the woman probably the headmistress he realized were also women. Everyone kept looking at him, like he was a circus freak or like he had just entered the wrong neighborhood. A few tried to look away, a few stared openly, and a few giggled or whispered to one another about this new student, about him. A boy he heard a few times as he passed a group, always with the same tone one would use to talk about a known local getting arrested for something nasty, like rape or tax evasion. The Headmistress however, made no signs of noticing what was happening, she just kept on walking, through corridors and up stairwells. Classes were disrupted as girls flocked to the doorways to see him, the boy their friends had whispered about. Daisuke realized that word of him was literally traveled faster than him and made everyone aware of him the boy. Yup, this was definitely a mistake... Finally they reached their goal, a spacious and sparsely decorated office, filled with nothing more than a desk, a few chairs and a trophy case with a few paltry trophies occupying it. The Headmistress sat down on the edge of her desk and leaned on one arm, correcting her glasses and doing her best not to look to concerned. I am Headmistress Yu Kobayashi welcome to the Storm Coast School for Women. I imagine you have some questions?
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Great post! And picture. Well, what more could he do than follow after her, really? Daisuke didn't speak as the older woman ventured off, mouth opening and then closing as he attempted and abandoned conversation with her. A quiet sigh through his nose, and he shrugged that backpack of his higher up his shoulder, letting it sit more comfortably. From side to side he glanced, noting as the girls parted for the two of them as they made their way down the hall. Whose presence were they more affected by, though? The stern woman in front of him, or his own? When they reached their destination, he took a look around and frowned. Spartan, clean not a lot of decoration or personality. What did that mean for the woman in front of him, then? When she spoke the school's name and confirmed his suspicions, he raised a brow and blinked slowly at her. Daisuke sighed through his nose, then gently nodded. Yeah, he admitted, then corrected himself, er, yes, sensei. While he didn't feel that she was technically his headmistress, he'd at least respect the title that came with it. Daisuke bowed his head slightly, then set his backpack down for the time being. What, uh... Well, if was obvious, wasn't it? He wasn't a girl. At least, he was pretty sure he wasn't! What am I doing here? Exactly? An awkward pause, and he just stood a few feet from the edge of her desk, looking up and down at her, his eyes taking in her figure. Agh. Focus, Daisuke, focus!
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Miss Kobayashi or Mrs, possibly shifted her body, leaning forwards slightly and crossing her arms over her chest. This caused her large breasts to be lifted up, bulging against her vest. It appears there has been a complication... she goes quiet for a moment, thinking of how to best put it. It seems you applied for this school by mistake, and our staff assumed the gender was a typo since no boys have ever applied. Unfortunately due to newly put into action local laws you cannot apply for a transfer from a boarding school without a reason, and I'm afraid they don't see 'I'm of the wrong gender' as a valid reason. She lowers her glasses and pointedly looks at you, or rather your uniform, luckily we were able to alter a uniform to be more appropriate for you. She hesitates for a moment, then adds Or, if you'd like you can apply for a regular uniform. She looks to the clock and jumps off the desk, landing steadily on her feet. Now, if there are no more questions you have a lesson to attend. Your first class is history, and I know the students there will take care of you. She gives you a warm smile and ushers you out the door, leading you to the classroom. The walk is long, but interest in you seems to have cooled off, only a few stragglers turning and staring this time. As you arrive to the classroom you overhear the teacher talking about some dead person or another, but she stops as she notices the two of you in the hallway. Miss Kobayashi leaves without a word and the new teacher, a blonde, pale-skinned woman with entirely too much cleavage going on and a skirt short enough that it barely covers anything, turns to you and smiles. You must be our new student. My name is Olivia, Olivia Sparv. Please feel free to introduce yourself. I'd also like to apologise for the large size of the images...
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Trying first person for now if you'd prefer, I'll switch back. No big deal. Wha--? I start, blinking wildly. That doesn't make any sense! ... Does it? No, it doesn't. If there's a mix-up like that, what's so hard about being transferred to another school? And the thought of living in an all girl's boarding school was a strange one. Not very exciting, either. Why not? I press, frowning now. That seems like a pretty good reason to me--? At the comment of the uniform, I look slightly taken aback. What? Er -- no? I mean... Unable to say much or protest, I can only sigh, listening as the sensei speaks up and addresses me again. With something of a begrudging nod, I stoop down and collect my backpack again, slinging it over one shoulder. First class, then? Well... what other choice did I have? With any luck, I'd have a room to myself at the end of the day. Some of the girls here shared rooms, sometimes with two or three others. I wonder how that'll work... I follow after Miss or Mrs. Kobayashi without a word, keeping a short distance behind her, my eyes focused on the way her hips sway. Dammit, what's wrong with me? Surrounded by girls, and I'm already turning in to a pervert. With a low sigh through my nose, I focus on something else, thankful that the girls aren't staring and gossiping as much, at least. When we stop in front of the blonde woman, I give her a somewhat surprised look. A foreigner? Here? Well, I guess it's not unheard of... Uh, yeah, I answer, looking at the row of girls that made up the classroom. I'm Daisuke. Daisuke Takeda, I'm... new. This is my new class, I think? A look at her again, my eyes focused on her cleavage for just a moment. A light blush paints my cheeks. What the hell's with the girls in this place and hardly covering up any?
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Actually, Miss Sparv begins, giving you a reassuring look, we don't really do 'classes' here, you've already signed up for several courses, and take those with whomever else picked that course. Now, find an empty seat, we were just talking about- You don't really listen to her, and look for an empty seat. One girl with wild hair waves you over excitedly, grinning widely until she notices there are no empty seats next to her. She grabs her things and changes to another chair, one with an free seat next to it. As you sit down she stares at you with that unchanging grin. Hey, I'm Mayako , she takes your hand, we never had a boy at school before, are you here because of a mistake? Oh, wait sorry are you trans? That's no problem, I'm sure you'll find plenty of friends here who accepts you for you. She goes on for quite some time, asking question after question in a strained whisper, never giving you time to answer before the next one. Where are you from? Why did you come here? Daisuke huh, do you go by Dai? What do you think of the school so far? Isn't it neat? I bet you're getting comfy, surrounded by girls huh, unless your gay of course. Or ace. Are you into girls at all? Is that why you're here? You sly fox you! She jabs you lightly with an elbow at that last comment before leaning in closer and resting her head in her hands, finally giving you a chance to speak. Mayako
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Switching back to third, haha. Easier that way for me, just wanted to try it out. Love the way you're playing the girls, though! Keep it up. Daisuke blinks slowly, giving the teacher a lame look. Yeah, right, obviously courses. He has to fight the urge to yawn, but manages, by some impossible miracle. His brown eyes manage to pull from her cleavage, and he moves to scan the classroom, trying not to pay any attention to the girls that were staring at him still. His attention is caught by the cheerful teen who waves at him, of course, and when he's invited to take a seat beside her, well, how can he say no? Uncertainly, he slinks in to the vacant spot beside Mayako and opens his lips to speak, but his words hang in the air as she cuts him off and hits him with a barrage of questions. He didn't have time to answer before the next pop quiz, instead managing one or two words before she managed to cut him off again. Wh--? No, I'm--... Huh? Wait! I'm not--! But--wha--? And it goes like that for a while, until Mayako finally has to stop and catch her breath. Daisuke blinks slowly at her, brown eyes staring at her from behind a curtain of brown hair. Look, he states, slowly, giving her an uneasy look, weary she might cut him off again. I'm Daisuke. Daisuke Takeda. I'm a boy. OK? Not trans, not bi, not -- not anything, alright? Just a boy. And I'm here because of... well, I don't know why I'm here. The headmistress had claimed it'd been a mistake, but something was still fishy about this... Look, Mayoko-kun, Daisuke sighs, raising a hand to rub his face in slight exasperation. I just need some help. Can you show me around? ... Maybe to my room?
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Somehow, Mayoko's face light up even more. Of course, I'd love to show you around! I always show every new girl around. She stops for a moment and visibly thinks. Guess I'll have to make an exception for you huh? Class drifts by quicker than you thought, an endless blur of names and dates drifting by impossibly quick. Maybe it helped a little that the teacher's giant tits sway back and forth hypnotically as she talks and that every time she turns around to write something on the board you get a chance to glimpse her panties. Eventually however, the bell rings and everyone starts shuffling out of the room. Mayoko follows you out of the room, chatting quickly with other students as you pass them. Once out of the room she stops you with a hand on your shoulder. So, Daisuke-san, where do you want to go first? We could check out the gardens, or the commons room, or we could check out some more classes. She points vaguely as she lists the places, and you assume she's pointing in their directions. Oh, by the way, have you done your physical exam yet? You do one when you first start so you're on record if you get hurt or sick, but we don't need to go there now if you don't want to. Well, as long as you don't plan on getting hurt anytime soon!
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Daisuke lets out a low sigh, watching Miss Sparv. His eyes stay glued to her tits and ass throughout the duration of the class, though he catches himself a few times and manages to tear his gaze away, if only just. Didn't want to look like a pervert in front Makayo, after all. Finally, he just decides to hang his head for the remainder of the course, focused on his notebook or various things from his backpack instead. When they were done, he decides to stick by Makayo. She might have been talkative and overly happy, but she was polite and seemed to know her way around, at least. At the mention of where to go next, he raises a brow and rolls his shoulders, thinking. Well, his room would have been nice, for a start -- see where he'd be living? And possibly WHO with, but no way they'd put him in a room with three other girls, right? He'd probably get one to himself. Thankfully. Exam? Daisuke asks, blinking. Eh, I guess so. Maybe there, then? I mean -- just to get it out of the way? With any luck, it'd be quick and easy. Eyes, ears, that sort of thing. He yawns and looks around, watching some of the girls drift by them throughout the hallway. The stares were dying down, but not by much.
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Mayoko darted off, not even waiting for you, effortlessly weaving and dodging the clumps of students. You follow her the est you can, trying not to accidentally bump into anyone. Luckily the nurse's office is not too far, and you get there quickly and with minimum stares. The room itself was neat and tidy, with posters and pictures related to medicine scattered across the walls, and a single desk showed in the corner. Various simple apparatuses littered the room, giving no mixed signals of what room this was. But what really catches your eye are the nurses themselves. Even in their short, tight, pink nurse outfits and their thigh-high stockings they were modestly dressed and less voluptuous compared to the other staff you'd seen so far, but they were still hot, and had one unique point of hotness They were sharing a single chair. One with brown hair was sitting in the lap of the other who had black hair, somehow using the computer in unison. Mayoko gave you a grin and waved to catch their attention. Niku-sama, Kayo-sama ! There's a new student here for his physical exam. She heavily stressed the his and motioned with both her hands to you as she said it, as if showing you off. The two nurses looked up, but didn't seem too self-conscious of their intimate position. Ah, Takeda-kun, we heard you'd be arriving today, said the brown-haired one whom you think is Kayo. I hope you haven't been having too much problem getting started? I know it must feel strange being the only boy around here. She shuffled through a few drawers, eventually retrieving a piece of paper. Please fill in this form before we begin. The form listed typical stuff full name, allergies, medication, mental afflictions, persistant wounds or illnesses. Don't fill in the thing beneath the line, said the one you think is Niku, her head resting on her coworkers shoulder, that's what we'll determine today. Beneath the lines were lines for Heigh, Weight, glasses? and blood type. When you've filled the form, please step onto that scale. Niku continued, finally letting her girlfriend ? out of her grip, Kayo stepping up and taking the paper from you once you'd finished.
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Hey -- wait for me! Daisuke called after Makayo, but there was just no keeping up with that girl. He managed to follow along with only minimum falling behind, eventually catching back up to her again as they reached the office together. With a small pant, Daisuke raised his head and looked around, a brow slowly raising at the place. Yeah, pretty standard stuff, he thought. He'd seen nurse's offices like this before, except for -- what the? He had to blink twice at the nurses to make sure he was seeing the right thing. Yep, there they were, trapped in cute outfits and in each others' laps. Daisuke had to fight back a nosebleed as he stared, and the boy sighed for what must've been the one hundredth time that day, gritting his teeth. What was with it and all of the girls here at this school? The headmistress had been modestly dressed, but even she'd been suggestive with her stance and with her words. That vest wasn't doing much to hide her figure, either. Then there was Miss Sparv, who seemed to be putting on a show for him. Makayo wasn't anything out of the ordinary, but her bubbly personality was contagious! And now this... Uh. The paper was passed along to him, and he gave a look to Makayo before accepting it. It took a minute or two, but it wasn't too hard. Simple stuff, really. Name Daisuke Takeda Allergies Peanuts Medication None Mental Afflictions None Daisuke stopped there. He looked up. None? Maybe this was all some strange hallucination or bad dream. Or dementia. No, that was silly. He'd leave it. Persistent Wounds or Illnesses None He passed it back, then slung his backpack off again and stepped out of his shoes. Simple stuff, then, and nothing to worry about. It'd only take a second. He stepped on to the scale, revealing that he weighed a modest and healthy 145 lbs for being 5'9. A look back to the nurses, and he raised a brow at the both of them, speaking up at last. So, how long will this take? he questioned, for the sake of conversation more than anything else. You treat a lot of guys around here?
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Niku covered her mouth to suppress a giggle. Not since we got here!. Kayo's smile dropped at the remark, Niku-chan, don't go scaring him like that! she turned to you and gave you a forced reassuring smile Don't worry, we know what we're doing. Kayo noted down your weight and used some lines on the wall to measure your height, and you kept catching glimpses of Niku -still in the chair- openly checking her out as she bent over slightly to write. At one point your eyes met, and she smirked slyly, as if to say yup, she's all mine, you jealous kid?. However, you also thought you saw her check you out too... But that had to have been a trick of the light or something. Through the entire exam Mayoko stood by and silently watched, looking around the room in boredom. All this waiting must be hell for the energetic girl. Then however, came the time for the blood sample. Take of your shirt please. Kayo said plainly, stepping back to give you some room. You swear you saw Mayoko's face light up at this, and Niku also looked pretty excited, leaning forward with a mischievous glint in her eye.
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Daisuke gave the nurse an odd look, his brow furrowing some. What did that smirk mean? He had an idea or two, but he must've been wrong, surely. Then again, he supposed in a school ran and attended entirely by females, it wasn't strange that they'd have some girlfriends here or there... or maybe that was against the rules? Well, the place didn't seem THAT strict... At the command to take off his shirt, he blinked. My what? he asked, hesitating a moment. His eyes caught Makayo. What was she all excited about, so suddenly? It couldn't have been him, could it? It was almost like they'd never seen a boy their whole lives. Uh, yeah. Alright? Reaching up, Daisuke loosened his tie and shrugged off his jacket. The shirt came next, and he placed it off to the side. He was lean and toned, but nothing overly special or incredibly muscular. Better than the average boy, surely. An awkward look at the three of them, and he sat on the little cot they had for patients, looking from both nurses to his class mate again. Now what?
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Both Niku and Mayako stare openly at you, seemingly tripping over themselves to get a closer look. Feigning a casual stance, Mayako leans against the chair, her tits hanging over the back edge and resting on your shoulder. Niku on the other hand finally rises from her seat, staring you down as she strides up to you, stopping just behind her girlfriend with a smile of approval. Kayo however doesn't react at all, too busy fiddling with a syringe to notice the other girls' sudden interest in you. I'm going to need to take a small blood sample for eventual future use. Don't worry, it won't hurt too much. In response, Mayako wraps an arm around your chest, hugging you from behind. You feel her breath on your ear as she runs her hand up and down your side, blatantly fondling you. Don't worry Kayo-sama, he's a big boy, right? Her voice sends a tingle down your neck, and the image of Niku grabbing Kayo's free hand and kissing it, causing their arms to push their chests up isn't really helping the situation. Kayo-chan here is a bit of a bleeding-heart who finds this sort of thing a little uncomfortable, Niku explains with an almost teasing tone in her voice. She turns to Kayo and whispers something in her ear. Kayo nods and hands the syringe over to Niku, who makes sure it's completely empty before turning to you and grinning wickedly. Okay then 'big boy', are you ready? Before you can even say anything she plunges the syringe into your arm and drawing a sample in one swift move. Pain shoots through your arm and you jolt, surprised by the sudden stab. Fortunately Mayako was holding you tight, so you didn't exactly move anywhere.
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Daisuke blinked dumbly when Makayo wrapped her arms around him from behind, twisting slightly to look at her. A blush painted his cheeks, and he gave her a lame look. OK -- they were just teasing him now, right? They had to be. He glanced down at the hands that were trailing up and down his sides, swallowing hard. Being surrounded by three girls was starting to make him uncomfortable in the best of ways. He felt the breath on his neck, and the thought of Niku and Kayo getting intimate in their cute uniforms and sexy thigh-highs made him hot and bothered downstairs. Even as the syringe plunged itself in to his arm, he felt his pants growing tight, the feel of Makayo's warm tits pushed against his shoulder not doing much in the way of helping the situation at all. Daisuke winced, but it wasn't anything he hadn't experienced before. Shots were common, after all. Drawing blood wasn't too bad, either. When they were finished, he sighed and raised a hand to put it over Makayo's arms, gently and politely trying to pry the girl away from him with a look back at her and then up at the nurses again. That's it, right? he asked, mumbling the words. Can I go now? Meanwhile, the impression his cock was leaving against the fabric of his pants was quite obvious, but Daisuke wasn't paying any mind to the way his cock was struggling to be freed from its prison. It left a large, impressive sort of bulge for the three of them to see, and he seemed none of the wiser to it. More thoughts filled his head, though like Niku and Kayo undressing each other or using a stethoscope against each other's tits, or giving Makayo a naughty checkup of her own. He shook those thoughts free and grumbled at himself. Had to stop thinking like that...