Breakfast plans

Ken had been anticipating Mira's rule change. Knowing her she would do something far reaching and obvious. It became obvious to Ken as soon as he went to the bathroom in his pajamas. The University didn't have a uniform, or even a dress code, but he saw a half dozen people wearing the same thing. When he got back to his room he found a version in his closet and decided he'd better put it on.

The uniform came with a tie, a button up shirt, pants, a belt and rather surprisingly, briefs. He felt weird wearing these strange underwear that had showed up in his closet, but he figured they were there for a reason. If he tried to wear his own boxers he imaged at some point Mira's rule would bite him in the ass.

There was nothing wrong with wearing this kind of outfit. Ken actually enjoyed dressing up now and again and he owned quite a collection of shirts, ties, and dress pants. Unfortunately he'd gone to a Catholic school that made everyone wear uniforms. They had been hot, scratchy and uncomfortable. This uniform was not high end, it reminded him far too much of his old school uniform. It didn't even fit right, the pants were way too baggy.

Oh well, it was just for today. After breakfast with the girl's they'd go mess around with the rulebook again. He could deal. He texted them and made plans to meet at the cafeteria. Then he set out.

As he walked around campus he noticed the uniform varied significantly. There were lots of guys wearing the exact same thing as he was, but some of them seemed to have higher quality stuff. Or they had blazers too. A few had worse outfits. Over or undersized. A few guys didn't have shirts at all, but he figured they were just rebelling.

The women were in the same boat. A few had exquisite looking blazers, tight skirts and dark tights. Others had no blazer, but still looked professional. A few seemed rather slutty and he grinned as he watched them.

Then he turned a corner and dropped his jaw hit the floor. "Oh my God."

He stared on the on-coming woman. She had the same tie as he did, and a similar skirt to many of the women he'd seen, but that was all she had. Her beautiful tits bounced with every step. She seemed embarrassed, but wasn't trying to cover up. It was glorious.

"Perv." He heard people talking about him, apparently it was rude to stare, but he couldn't help himself. Eventually though she turned and he decided not to follow her. There was a limit after all.

He kept going towards the cafeteria. He didn't see any more topless women, but there was enough eye candy to keep him satisfied. He finally reached it and burst in, scanning the room looking for his friends. Finally he saw Mira and Sierra already sitting down and moved to join them.

As he approached he saw Mira was wearing what he'd decided to call the full uniform. Nicer threads than his, and a blazer too. Sierra on the other hand, "Holy shit. Nice nips Sierra, no bra today?"

She flipped her middle finger up and awkwardly covered her chest with her other arm, "It's all that bitches fault!"

Ken grinned, "Fault? I just saw a woman walking around topless. Thank you Mira! So uh...what did you do exactly?"

"Uniforms based on grades. Uniforms get worse and more humiliating as your grades go down. You like it?" Mira explained.

"Uh ya! So Sierra are you failing or what?"

"What, no! I'm just not smart like you guys."

"You mean like Mira. I'm a solid B." Ken explained.

"Whatever. So you two have had your fun right, we'll delete this rule at 9?" Sierra asked.

Mira looked at Ken, "I don't know. I like it. Ken?"

"I like it too. Let's keep it."

"NOOOO." Sierra whined. "Fine. We'll play a stupid game for it."

"Game?" Ken asked.

"That was my suggestion," Mira said, "Rather than a free for all let's challenge each other to games. Winners can add or remove rules only."

Ken shrugged, "Sure. If that's what makes it fair."

"Fair would be getting rid of these uniforms!" Sierra complained.

"Sure, if you win." Ken winked at her.

Sierra groaned.

They spent the rest of breakfast discuss ideas and games, but had no solid plans by the time they were done.

"Well, I have an 8:30 lecture." Mira said, standing up.

"Wait, the rulebook. It's almost 9." Sierra said.

Mira shrugged and tapped her blazer, "Sorry, gotta keep my grades up."

"Fuck. Fine. I'll go to my class too then. Meet at 12?"

Ken shook his head, "No, if we aren't using the rulebook to become Gods I can't afford to blow off my professor...unless we make a rule that-"

"Don't finish that sentence," Sierra warned, 'Fine. Just...let's all meet in our room as soon as we can, ok?"

"Deal." Mira said, heading out. Ken winked at Sierra and followed her. Sierra sighed and slowly and awkwardly got out of the booth, trying her best not to flash anyone.

Currently Active Rules:

Global:

New rule: Sierra MacLeod, Mira Chowdhury and Kenji Whitmore are the owners of this rulebook. They will always remember the world as it was before any rules were written.

New rule: From 11pm today until 9am tomorrow no new rules can be written or erased in this rulebook.

New rule: From 11pm today until 9am tomorrow this rulebook will stay on Mira’s desk and cannot be moved by any ****.

New rule: After 9am tomorrow this rulebook can only be opened if Mira, Sierra and Ken are all present in this room.

Northern Union University

Old Rule: All students are assigned a uniform. On school days from 7am to 5pm they are unable to wear anything else except their uniform. The uniform assigned to them will reflect their academic performance. The top 10% of students in each year will be given professional and dignified clothing that resembles uniforms seen at elite private academies. For students with lower grades their assigned uniform will get progressively more revealing, lower quality and more humiliating the further they are from the top of the standings. Student Rankings will be published on the 1st of each month and uniform adjustments are made at that time.