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Your every day writing 41 – Suck presentation Part 6
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2026/09/14
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The two friends strolled in the courtyard, they quickly joined the rest of their friends, mainly girls but also two men, Nino and Adrian. “Hey, we’ve got good news! Our sucking station has been approved! You will be able to use it freely to relax starting tomorrow, after lunch!” Marinette announced, filled with pride. “That’s amazing!” The group of friend responded, each adding their own commentary on the situation. Nobody noted that this meant they would never see Alya and Marinette again after that, it was obvious for everyone. The word got around the school fast and by the end of the day every boys impatiently waited for the moment they could shove their cocks into the holes.
The walk back home was slightly awkward for Marinette, but once she announced it to her parents they were simply happy that they accepted to realise her project. She spent the rest of the evening as usual, she hesitated on whether or not she should wear her pajama or not. After thinking about it for a while she accepted that she shouldn’t be wearing pajama. She slid into her sheets in the nude, contemplating the fact that she would never be dressed ever again. The morning was just as weird, she went to say goodbye to her parents but remembered they told her adieu the previous day. She grabbed her bag to realise she wouldn’t need any of her school stuff, or any stuff ever again.
With her strongest resolve, she stepped outside, fully naked at the winds’ mercy. She had never been naked in the street, only at home and that one time at school, this felt so weird. Her fingers and legs trembled from the stress. She closed the door behind her, without her keys she had no way of getting back in. By gathering all of her determination, she took a step, then the next one, toward her future as cocksleeve. Each steps demanded twice as much will power as the permanence of her fate became clearer each time. She arrived to barely on time, Alya waited for her inside, sitting just as naked on a bench. She looked calmer and more composed, but in reality just was just as afraid and stressed as her friend. “Hey Marinette! How you doing today? We’re just on time.”
They chatted on the way to the headmaster’s office, a bit of everything, about their new role but also everyday life. Once they stepped through the door, the headmaster greeted them. “Ah welcome! Please have a seat.” He pointed to two empty seats, with miss Bustier seating in a third. “Thanks for coming!” She greeted with the warmest smile that existed. “To summarise, the construction professionals are getting everything set up in the boys’ toilets, they are preparing the place to prevent you from getting out from above and making a place for your phone to be linked to a motion detector and charged.” She told them with a straight face. Alya and Marinette just nodded, “Sounds good” they replied.
Alya added “Ah! Before I forget.” and she gave her phone that she had been carrying in her hand by default of pockets. “Perfect, we just need to download an application to lock your phone but let it access the other features and it should be ready. While they finish, we’ll put the collars on you and you’ll be ready to be walled in.” This satisfied the girls’ wonders.
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