World of Women - World of Women - V2 - Chapter 18
āNo, I have not been disturbed this evening.ā Dia raised an eyebrow.
There were two girls standing outside her door. Meanwhile, I was under her bed, my breath slightly ragged as I tried to consider what I could do next. They looked to be the mousy resident assistant as well as someone who appeared to be part of the disciplinary committee, a larger girl built not unlike Brooke.
āSeriously? Are you sure? We swear the man came into your window.ā
āIāve been here the whole time. You must be mistaken. Isnāt the girlās outdoor windows not matching the rooms inside thought to be one of those wonders of the school?ā
āRe-really? Is that so?ā The disciplinary girl asked.
āA-actually, I heard something like that? W-was there really a man at all? M-maybe he was a gh-ghost!ā the mousy girl started to shake.
āDonāt be ridiculous! His but- ahemā¦ I meanā¦ he was seen by half of the female residents! Weāre going to get him!ā
āAh? What for?ā Dia asked casually.
āWhat for? T-to make him pay!ā The larger girl said.
āIn seed?ā
āS-s-seedā¦ā the RA froze, seeming to turn red in embarrassment. āWe canātā¦ we mustnātā¦ maybeā¦ā
āThatāll be all, Dia.ā The disciplinary girl smacked the mousy one on the head, and then shut the door on her.
Dia shrugged and walked back to her desk, sitting down in front of her computer. She started typing something and didnāt acknowledge me at all until I shimmied my way out from under her bed.
āTh-thanks for covering for me.ā My voice came out demure and a little weak.
My entire life could have seriously been over after that stunt. Fortunately, no one had seen my face but Dia. Which meant that once I reapplied my clothing, wig, and makeup, it probably wouldnāt be too difficult to march right out of the dorm without any consequences. Dia only responded with a single grunt, continuing to work on whatever she was doing.
I quickly put my clothing back up. After asking for her makeup, she gestured to a meager selection in a drawer. I did my best to reapply my mask. It wasnāt as nice as Brooke or Aiko could do, but it would be passible. Regrettably, I was quickly growing a talent for putting on makeup Iād have rather never had. After finally repositioning my wig, I breathed easier. Itād be difficult to tell if I was a guy even if someone walked into Diaās room out of the blue. There was only one thing that I was still missing.
āDiaā¦ c-can I ask for something else from you?ā
Dia didnāt look away from her screen. āWhat is it?ā
āU-underwearā¦ā I responded, scratching my cheek.
āUnderwear? Canāt you wear the pair you had on your face?ā
āAhā¦ actually, that was my sisterās pair. Iām not really comfortable wearing it.ā
āYou had it on your faceā¦ā
āā¦ā I looked pleadingly at her, falling to my knees. āPlease! I absolutely canāt put her underwear on.ā
āFineā¦ā Dia gestured to a drawer, without turning to address the scene I was making.
I sighed, opening the drawer and looking in. There were numerous pairs of underwear in there. I immediately picked up a black pair, but they were really lacy. I grabbed a second pair, but they were rather big and didnāt look cute at all. I looked at a third pair and-
āDo-do you mind!ā Dia snatched the underwear from my hand just as my hand was going to bring it up to sniff it. āTake this pair!ā
āAhā¦ thank youā¦ā I blushed, immediately slipping the underwear on while Dia looked the other way.
With my ensemble complete, I finally relaxed. My sisterās panties were safely placed in a pocket in hiding. They would naturally join my collection at home. I already had a pair, but this event also meant something. With my sister and I reconciled, I definitely didnāt want to go without her panties. I certainly didnāt have any thoughts of adding Diaās panties to the collection. That would just be weird.
āDiaā¦ before I leave, I was thinking we should have the contract hammered out, right?ā
āA contract?ā Diaās typing stopped. āItās not necessary.ā
āHuh? But, my promise, Iā¦ā
āItās fine.ā Dia cut me off. āMy mother said the most beneficial working relationships are those based on mutual trust. If I needed a contract to force you to assist me when I need it, then our contract wouldnāt be worth the paper it was written on.ā
āSo, you do expect recompense, you just donāt want to tell me what it is right now? Isnāt such an open-ended request really unfair on my part?ā I asked with a frown.
āPerhapsā¦ but without a contract, you could always refuse my request. So, if what I want is unreasonable, then you say noā¦ā
āAnd if I say noā¦ā
āThen our working relationship is endedā¦ā Diaās voice wasnāt cold, but there was a certain degree of chilliness that exuded from it anyway.
āOhā¦ā
āSoā¦ what do you think of those conditions?ā Dia asked, looking at me from the side without turning her head.
āI thinkā¦ your mother is a terrifying individualā¦ā
Dia suddenly broke into a genuine laugh before covering her mouth, āThatā¦ Mother may take that as a compliment. I think we are in agreement then?ā
I gave a solid nod. āYouāve saved my life twice now. Iāll pay my debt to you somehow.ā
Dia nodded, slower than me. āThenā¦ there is no one in the hallway at the moment. You can leave now without being caught. Do you need me to escort you?ā
āNoā¦ itād be better if we werenāt seen together, just in case,ā I said, noticing that the screen of her computer had an image from the hallways outside.
She must have set up security camerasā¦ or hacked into them. Dia was seriously a scary woman. When I turned back to her one last time, I froze. The usually placid Dia was blushing while looking down at her knees. For a brief moment, she looked very girly. It completely caught me off guard.
āT-throw them outā¦ when youāre done.ā Her usually confident voice was replaced with a strangely shy one.
āHuh? Th-throw?ā It took another moment for my eyes to drop down to my skirt, and the panties underneath, I immediately straightened into a more feminine position, bowing my head. āYes, of courseā¦ I will! Definitelyā¦ What do you take me for, some kind of pervert?ā
Diaās nervousness seemed to dissipate, but her eyebrow rose on her somewhat expressionless face as if she was asking if I honestly wanted her to answer that. Twice sheās caught me dressed as a girl, and once I dived into her room butt naked from a window after breaking into the girlās dorm. Whether she thought I was a pervert or not was longer a question. I guess, the question I should be wondering is quite the opposite.
āThenā¦ why are you helping me? You may have thought Clarice was different, but after realizing I was a guy, shouldnāt those feelings have changed?ā
Dia looked up thoughtfully, taking my question seriously, āItās trueā¦ I found Clariceās roughness interesting. However, regardless of your parts, I think you werenāt acting when you were Clariceā¦ā
āHow so?ā I frowned.
āWe have spoken of contracts and agreements. You know my mother is a powerful person, and you know that I was present the day you were caught and accused of rape. I was present and could vouch for your innocence. With a small request, I could use my resources to have your sentence removed or at least significantly reduced.ā
āYou could do that?ā My mouth fell open in shock, causing her to chuckle to herself again in a way that felt genuine. āI-Iām sorryā¦ the only reason I didnāt ask is that I didnāt think of it.ā
I admitted the truth. Dia was perhaps thinking better of me than that. The reality was that I just hadnāt considered asking her. Dia and I werenāt close, after all, so how could I put such an unreasonable demand on her.
āI knowā¦ā Dia covered her mouth, hiding a smile that actually looked very cute if she removed her hand. āPerhaps stupidity is also a form of charmā¦ā
āHuh?ā
āThe fact that you didnāt think to use me, that is enough.ā Dia sighed, turning back away. āYou should go, before your window to leave ends. They may decide to start checking women more thoroughly if they become desperate to find the man. Iāve made a small investment in your future, donāt let me regret it.ā
I nodded. āYes, maāam.ā
I turned and left without another word. We had already said what we needed to, and she was right. The more time they had to think, the more time they had to lock down the womanās dorm. I didnāt want to be stuck in some kind of shut down. I considered trying to jump a fence, but I didnāt think that was the best option. Rather, I needed to leave in plain sight.
If I just blended in with a group of women, I shouldnāt have too much difficulty walking right out the front gate. No one would expect the man who just flashed half the females with his bare ass fifteen minutes ago to come walking out the front gate wearing womenās clothing. Well, they may expect a cross-dresser, but not a cross-dresser with the balls to walk out the front gate. At least, that was what I thought until I got in line leaving the dorms.
The security was definitely pumped up, with purses and various other things being patted down. Simply handing my card and walking out might not be sufficient. I started to sweat as the line grew closer and closer to me. When I finally made it to the front, I started chiding myself for being exactly as stupid as Dia had suspected. However, I kept my face expressionless, even if I couldnāt control the sweat. I handed her my card.
āDid you by chance see any boys during your visit?ā The girl asked sharply.
āN-n-no, maāam!ā I declared with a jump, my voice cracking a moment.
āMaāam?ā The woman rose an eyebrow and glared at me.
She was looking at me way too closely! She could tell I was a guy! This was absolutely not fair! She leaned forward and just sniffed me. This damned testosterone! I couldnāt help that I was nervous and it was uncharacteristically hot out. I completely smelled like a dude and this girl was on to me.
āStep aside, will you?ā The girl moved closer to me, her face growing severe.
āH-haveā¦ I done something?ā I asked, my voice easily mistakable for a girlās now at this high of a pitch.
āJust, come over here.ā The girl was pretty, but very tall, nearly three inches taller than I was so it felt like she was towering over me, āDonāt make this harder on yourself.ā
āY-yesā¦ā I gulped, following where she gestured.
The place she took me was behind the checkout. It was a secluded area behind the station surrounded by shrubbery. In essence, it was an area that offered a bit of privacy. Perhaps this could work. If I could knock her out, I could run away. The way the hedges were set up, I could push through them and get through the checkout without anyone else finding out about it until I was long gone. As far as my face, Clarice would probably have to be thrown away. After punching out this woman, there was no way I could show my face in the school anymore.
āDid you think I wouldnāt notice?ā The girl looked down on me, sniffing with disdain.
āN-noticeā¦?ā I tried to play stupid, but her eyes were nailed to my chest, and I could only sigh. āH-how did you know?ā
Maybeā¦ since she took me back here, she was looking for a bribe? If that was the case, I could give her some seed and shut her up. It appeared to be one of those situations. Well, if thatās what she wantedā¦
The girl reached out and grabbed my chest, pulling open the top three buttons of my shirt. There was no hiding my body now. A second later, the stuffing in my bras fell harmlessly away. I let out a gasp at her roughness, but I kept on a stubborn look as she revealed my flat chest. Soā¦ it was that after all. I had hastily stuffed the bra before coming here. I didnāt have anything as nice as Aikoās magical bras, so naturally, to any real woman, my flat chest would stand out. I turned away, my face flushed and angry, closing my eyes in frustration. After all of this, I was still found out this way.
Her hand suddenly grasped my chin, pulling my face until I looked at her. I forced my eyes open. What was it she wanted? Her hand suddenly went to my hand and pulled it up her shirt. I blinked as she guided my hand up under her bra, my fingers moving passed her nipple until they cupped her very small breasts, the nipple sliding between two fingers.
āSeeā¦ I too have a flat chest.ā The girl, grinning at me.
āHuh?ā
āShhh!ā She put her free hand over my mouth. āThose girls with those big things that are just ugly fat donāt understand! Flat chests are the best. Girlās like us may not have large chests, but that doesnāt mean they should be ignored!ā
āGirls like us?ā
The girl squeezed on my hand, forcing it to squeeze her breast. She pushed my two fingers together until they pinched the nipple, and then pulled slightly. While she did this, her eyes rolled up in her head slightly and she put on a very lewd face.
āYesā¦ those big-titty bitches everyone loves, donāt they know all that gravity just desensitizes the breasts? Flat chest women like us have way more sensitive tits! Itās a travesty that those big-breasted bimbos who barely feel a thing get their tits played with, while us flat chested girls who get stimulated so much by it get nothing. But donāt you worry. I understand your body type. I understand what girls like us really likeā¦ā
My eyes widened as her head lowered and she took my nipple into her mouth. Apparently confusing me for a flat chested woman, she now had me pinned against the wall of the check station, and she was tonguing my nipple. Itās not like Mother had never played with my nipples before, but her suddenness and aggressiveness was a lot more stimulating. I let out a moan before I could help myself. This seemed to encourage her, as she sucked harder on one nipple, while her fingers pulled on the other.
I had never had my chest played with so lewdly before, and it was only because she thought I was a girl. I wanted to say I didnāt feel anything at all, but my cock was quickly growing hard. No! That was exactly the problem! If we went any farther, Iād be in definite trouble!
āN-no-ā I let out a cry. āPleaseā¦ stopā¦ā
The girl finally pulled away from me with wide-eyed surprise as I pushed her body away from mine. Suddenly, her eyes narrowed, and she started to look at me like a piece of meat. Hey, hey, hey! I said āno!ā Doesnāt that mean Iām not giving consent? She pulled open her bare chest and then pressed it against mine. There was the slightest tinge of soft sponginess that showed her as a girl. I had even less than that, but she didnāt seem to notice at all. Perhaps, that was what actually turned her on. A woman with even fewer boobs than her, wouldnāt that be exactly the kind of woman she shows affection for without becoming jealous?
She starting sucking my neck roughly while her hands worked up and down my sides. Although I had lifted a lot of weights, she wasnāt exactly weak. She probably had about thirty pounds on me, as well as several inches. She was a workout girl too, and also had some nice muscles. On top of all that, she was a Senior with a few years on me. All of that taken together and if I seriously was to fight her, itād make exactly the scene I was trying to avoid.
āAhā¦ no moreā¦ā I cried tearfully, trying to figure out how I could get out of this.
She was like an animal not taking no for an answer. I mean, I couldnāt just let her go all the way. As soon as her hand landed on my penis, things were going to get messy! I was also at a bad angle for hitting her over the head too. She had me pinned. Worst, her hand was on my thigh and it was coming up my leg.
āOh, ohā¦ my little bunny is really wet and hornyā¦ā She says mischievously, biting my ear.
āNo-noā¦ā
Iām not lying! My balls are really sweaty! I was nervous and my thighs are sweaty. I donāt even make that kind of moisture down there! Besides, how āwetā would I have to be that my inner thighs were slick! Her hand was working its way up my thigh. I had managed to slide my cock between my legs, which was a bit painful considering how hard I was, but the lack of pussy would very quickly be found out.
What ifā¦ what if I went on the full offensive? Like, if I just pushed her down and eat her pussy for all itās worth? Like the time I had Lyra, I could make her so sexually satisfied that she forgets about me. Her hand reached up, grabbing my crotch. Sheās feeling the pubic hair! In a second, sheās going to notice something is off! I had to act now, I had too.
āWhat is the meaning of this?ā A voice suddenly snapped.
āLyra! No!ā I let out a cry, but when my eyes opened, the person I saw right in front of me was Lyra.
Whether it was from the heat or my own stress, I suddenly broke into tears, pushing past my sexual assaulted and throwing myself at her.
āEh?ā Lyra made a surprised noise as I suddenly hugged her, burying my head into her chest.
āWhat are you doing, barging back here andā¦ā another voice came out of the forest. āTookie, what are you doing?ā
āPresident!ā The voice of my sexual assaulter suddenly sounded scared. āI was justā¦ giving one of our incoming Freshman a lesson about her body.ā
I looked up with one eye, seeing the woman she called president as someone I recognized and didnāt want to. It was Rebecca, the president of Wrath. That would mean the woman who sexually assaulted me was also a member of Wrath. I didnāt know why, but I wasnāt really surprised. However, Rebecca was the last person I wanted to see.
āIs this true, Freshman?ā Rebecca turned to me.
Not wanting to be recognized, I did the only thing I could and buried my face back into Lyraās chest. She had a very pleasant scent, far nicer than the other girl, Tookie. Tookie smelled kind of salty and lewd, where Lyra smelled like flowers. Between the two women, Lyra was definitely preferable.
āI-I seeā¦ā Tookie glared at me holding on to Lyra, āSo, you favor big ones after all? I thought since you were like me, youād understand.ā
āI just want to go to class!ā I sniffed into Lyraās chest, still afraid of being seen by Rebecca.
āRebecca, you need to get a grip on yourā¦ people.ā Lyraās voice actually did sound icy, and with her displeased expression on her face, I could understand now where the term āIce Queenā came from.
āHmph, are you still going to act like Wrath is the bad guys, even after what that Clyburn did to us?ā
āIt absolutely wasnāt him!ā Lyraās hand tightened on my shoulder as she held me closer, although it seemed an unconscious act. āI saw him there, he wasnāt raping anyone! The charges were false!ā
āYour wordsā¦ā Rebecca gave a look of disgust. āTell that to our poor teacher Mako! He was caught red-handed with her. I was there as wellā¦ and donāt forget I was there as wellā¦at ground zeroā¦ā
Rebecca shook for a moment, tears falling down her face as it contorted from rage to hatred to fear and back again. Lyraās grip eased and a more sympathetic look appeared on her face. Thatās right, no one could forget that likely no one paid that night as much as Rebecca.
āBeckyā¦ Iā¦ā Lyra tried to come up with something to say.
āTheyā¦ humiliated me. They raped me. My virginity. My ass. I was found with bite marks all over my body. The canāt tell who it was, but they said it had to be the sperm of at least three different men. The boysā¦ in this Academyā¦ did this to me, almost did it to youā¦ and you want to defend them!ā The ending words came out in a shout of pure anguish.
Lyra stepped back, looking less certain. āYou said it yourself. Three different men. It thus couldnāt be Clyburn.ā
āDoes it matter which three?ā Rebecca shook her head at a loss. āThey were all there. Over half of the boys at Academy were there, everyone having sworn under oath they āleftā when things went bad. Only he was found at the end. It doesnāt matter if he was the one who raped me personally or one of the other girls. He was one of them! He wasā¦ there!ā
Lyra kept her head lowered, clearly not able to argue against that truth. Even though I knew the truth, and I was the target of her angst, I had trouble truly justifying things. I did what I could at the time, but it wasnāt like I had really cared. I was worried about my own unluckiness, while the woman on the first floor experienced so much worst. Gang rape on a massive scale.
āThis isnāt about Clyburn, or what happened that night. It has to do with your Wrath members bullying students! I didnāt see it all, but I saw enough to know your Wrath member was sexually assaulting this student. Considering what you went through, you should be the most appalled by that act.ā
Rebecca stared at Lyra for a second, who was still stroking my head. At this point, I was long past my emotional outburst and was deliberately trying to avoid Rebecca from seeing me any more than necessary.
āVery wellā¦ā Rebecca said slowly, turning to Tookie. āReport to the discipline committee. Inform them of what you did.ā
āEh? Beckyā¦ thatā¦ Iā¦ā
āDo it!ā Rebecca shouted.
Tookie shivered for a second, āY-yesā¦ President.ā
After that, she bowed and left. She didnāt give me another glance as she walked away. Well, she had already written me off as a boob lover. I guess it didnāt even occur to her Iād like dudes. Wellā¦ not that I did, but I mean, there were plenty of women who werenāt interested in other women, right?
āThank you, Becky.ā Lyra bowed and then jabbing me in the side. āThank the president!ā
āAh! Y-yes!ā I bowed as well, with Lyra pushing my head down in a similar manner to her own. āThank you, president Rebecca!ā
āI-itās fineā¦ā Rebecca scratched the back of her head, seeming uncomfortable with thank youās. āAs long as I can help a pretty girl like youā¦ itāsā¦ waitā¦ā
Shit! My eyes looked up just as she peaked with hers. I just wanted to get a glance at her to see if she was okay after what had happened. She looked a bit more haggard than she had the last time I saw her. She had bags under her eyes, her dark complexion had grown a little paler. She didnāt put on as much as makeup as she once had, although that had been a party. Unfortunately, her hawk-like eyes were narrowed on me now.
āAhā¦ā I tried to come up with something to say, but I knew it was already too late as recognition flashed.
āYouā¦ I know youā¦ Clarice!ā
āHuh?ā Lyra looked down at my face too, blinking a few times before her eyes widened. āThatās right! You were at the party as well!ā
Shit!