Amber Capricorn

I dashed out the door.

BBSSHOOOMM!!!

Blinded by my tears, I immediately crashed into someone, sending us both tumbling to the floor in a tangled mess.

"Are you alright?" A familiar voice asked, sounding concerned. It was Amber Capricorn, that nice brunette resident assistant who gave me a tour yesterday. She instantly recognized the state I was in as her eyes widened with sympathy. She'd seen this same thing happen to others many times before.

"There... there, Billie," she said softly, brushing the hair away from my tear-streaked face.

"I... I'm sorry" I cried while **** back sobs. "Its my fault... Its all my fault... Everything is my fault."

"It's not your fault, Billie. You did nothing wrong."

She hugged me tight, as my head rested on her warm bosom.

"Come on," Amber said, "Let's get you out of this hallway. We can talk in the office."

As she guided me back to my feet, our bodies brushed against each other once more. Something felt different about her. There was no bulge in her panties. She's a breeder... a female.

Exhausted, my body slumped against Amber's as we walked. Yet, the support her tall steady figure provided me never faltered. Her warmth enveloped me like a protective cocoon. Little did I know, she knew something like this would happen. She was purposefully waiting outside my dorm room ready to help me.

The Community Housing Office felt safe and comforting. Amber ushered me towards the plush cotton armchair nestled in front of her desk, offering a box of tissues and a bottle of water along the way.

"You don't have to explain anything right now, Billie. Just take some deep breaths, okay?"

I did as instructed. The calming flow of air slowly eased the tightness in my chest. My sobs turned into sniffles.

"Billie," Amber spoke again, her voice gentle but firm. "Do you have any injuries?"

"No," I shook my head cheeks burnt with shame. "I'm okay. Nothing happen... it's just... words."

"Billie..." her voice was serious now. "This isn't okay. You deserve to feel safe in your own room. But I can't help you if you don't tell me the truth. Did they hurt you?"

A lump formed in my throat as tears threatened to spill over again. Finally, in a small, shaky voice, I whispered, "...yes."

"Thank you,"Amber sighed heavily, looking both sympathetic and concerned. She reached out and took hold of my hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "We'll get through this together. First things first, we need to document these injuries. Would you mind showing me?"

Reluctantly, I took off my blazer and pulled up my shirt, revealing claw marks on my back and my neck. Amber snapped pictures with this rectangular black thing in her hand. I think they call it a smartphone. Each click sound the phone made slapped me with shame. Why am I the one sissy who can't handle her futa's dick? Why am I such a failure?

"I'm so sorry this happened, Billie. You didn't deserve any of this," Her eyes were filled with genuine empathy. "Do you have any injuries on your lower half?"

"...no," I said looking down to my right.

"Billie..."

With my head pushed down in shame, I got up off the chair, turned around, and pulled down my skirt and panties to reveal my battered anus.

"Oh, you poor thing."

She carefully snapped several photos, making sure to get up close and personal to capture the full extent of the physical trauma.

"I'm going to file a report and recommend an immediate room change for you."

While she got to work filling out the form on her computer, I took a moment to take in my surroundings.

A poster advertising the school's sex toy rental program caught my eye.

Spice Up Your Private Life with Sex Toys!

Did you know that the University of Falika offers FREE sex toys to students?

That's right - no need to spend a fortune on adult products when you can enjoy a wide variety of high-quality toys, all available for rent at our campus!

Here's how to get started:

1. Browse the Equipment List: Check out the selection of vibrators, onaholes, dildos, bondage gear, etc. either online or by visiting the Sexual Health Resource Center at Airi Hall, Room 203.
2. Find Your Perfect Plaything: Our friendly staff is here to help you find the perfect toy! They're happy to answer any questions and even give personalized demonstrations. This way you feel confident and comfortable no matter how hard you like to play.
3. Pick Up & Go: Made your choice(s)? Great! Show your valid student ID, fill out a quick rental form, and your ready to go! First-time renters must also watch a short educational video about safe sex practices and toy maintenance. You can rent up to three toys per visit. (High demand items such as sex machines, robotic sex dolls, and X-crosses may require joining a waiting list.)
4. Enjoy Your Toy: Have safe and consensual fun!
5. Return on Time: Respect your fellow students by returning your toys, thoroughly cleaned, within three weeks after renting them.

Don't forget: using these toys is not just fun and games! They can help improve communication with your partner(s), enhance sexual pleasure, and promote overall sexual health. So what are you waiting for? Come on down to the Sexual Health Resource Center today!

If you do not return the toys on time or if they are dirty/damaged, you may be subject to fines, loss of borrowing privileges, and/or punishment from the center's resident Mistress.

Glancing over at the calendar behind Amber's desk, I spotted something that made my heart stop. There's an Ice Cream Social planned for this very afternoon. I haven't had a scoop of ice cream since I was a little kid! My mouth watered as the corners of my lips curled into something resembling a smile. I'm definitely going to that! It... Its honestly the first thing I've had to look forward to since arriving here.

While my eyes were traveling, I accidentally caught an upskirt of Amber's panties underneath her desk. They are absolutely adorable! That light shade of pink, the lace trim around the edges, and then that tiny little pink bow in the center of the waistband... Mwah! It's just too cute! I have to ask her where she... Wow!

Apparently my mouth wasn't the only thing that was watering. Her panties were soaking wet. There was a visible wet leaking spot revealing the shape of her plump lips.

B-But why? It couldn't be because of me...

"Sent and done!" Amber announced by proudly clicking the send button. "Now you just have to go to Director of Housing's office and fill out some paperwork."

"T-Thank you, Amber," I nodded weakly, still unable to process what I just saw. "I'll go their after my classes today."

"If anything else happens tonight, or you just need someone to talk to, remember my door is always open. My room number is 115," she smiled warmly, offering another comforting hug. "As an RA, I have my own room, so if you don't get reassigned today, you're welcome to crash with me for the night."

Everything she said just felt right. Like this is how things should be.

"You take care of yourself. And remember... you are not alone."

Walking out of the office towards my first class, my mind kept replaying that image of her drenched panties over and over again.