Class 3 Lass

Noah, a Swedish white boy with a slight frame and a timid demeanor, had always been curious about exploring his feminine side. He was a fourth-year student at a prestigious university, and he had decided to take a chance and enroll in a unique course: Feminization Class.

As Noah approached the classroom, he felt a wave of anxiety wash over him. He could feel the judging gazes of his classmates as they stared at him, their eyes filled with curiosity and skepticism. But Noah swallowed his pride and walked inside, only to be met with relief. The classroom was full of men, all of them presumably there for the same reason as him.

"Hello class! I will be your feminization professor this year. Or should I say last year, because you're all fourth years already," the professor awkwardly laughed. "In this class, you will learn how to be, how to feel, how to act and how to look like a woman. I bet the receptionist already gave you the gist of the course, but I will repeat the information again. Your assignments will consist of theory at first, but we will move to practical theory application in the upcoming weeks, which will include various toys, procedures, and acts. Your first assignment is to research what a chastity is and report to me in the next lecture. That will be all." The professor left without saying anything else, leaving the class in a state of confusion.

"Are... Are we supposed to go also? Was that the whole lecture?" Noah asked a guy sitting to his right.

"I... I guess? I don't know about you, but I'm going!" the guy responded as he stood up, and other students started to pack their things as well.

"A chastity? What's that?" Noah thought to himself as he left the class with the others.

Over the next few weeks, Noah and his classmates dove deep into the world of feminization. They learned about makeup, fashion, and the art of conversation. They were taught how to move, how to sit, and how to stand like a woman. It was a fascinating and enlightening experience for Noah, who found himself enjoying the class more than he had expected.

But as the weeks went on, the class began to delve into more intimate and personal aspects of feminization. They were taught about hormone therapy, electrolysis, and breast augmentation. They were shown how to use various toys and devices, and they were even given the opportunity to practice on each other.

Noah found himself struggling with some of the more intimate aspects of the class. He had never considered going as far as hormone therapy or breast augmentation, and the idea of using toys and devices on himself made him uncomfortable. But he didn't want to be the only one in the class who wasn't participating, so he pushed through his discomfort and continued on.

One day, the professor announced that they would be moving on to the next phase of the class: chastity.

"Chastity is a practice where one abstains from sexual activity and instead focuses on other aspects of their life," the professor explained. "In this class, we will be exploring the use of chastity devices as a way to heighten your feminine experience. These devices will be locked onto your penis, making it impossible for you to engage in sexual activity."

Noah's heart sank as he listened to the professor's words. The idea of being locked in a cage and unable to use his penis was terrifying to him. He had always been self-conscious about his size and his masculinity, and the thought of being trapped in a device designed to limit those things was unbearable.

But Noah didn't want to back down. He didn't want to be the only one in the class who wasn't participating. So, he bravely raised his hand and volunteered to be the first to try the device.

The professor nodded approvingly, and a few minutes later, Noah found himself locked in a small, metal cage. He could feel the cold metal encasing his penis, and the feeling of being trapped was overwhelming. He felt a wave of panic wash over him, and he began to hyperventilate.

The professor noticed Noah's distress and quickly came over to reassure him. "It's okay, Noah. This is all part of the experience. You are safe, and you are in control. Just take a deep breath and relax."

Noah nodded, trying to steady his breathing. He closed his eyes and focused on the feeling of the cage, trying to understand why he had been so afraid. As he sat there, he realized that the cage wasn't as uncomfortable as he had thought. In fact, it was almost comforting, like a protective barrier between him and the world.

Over the next few weeks, Noah continued to wear the chastity device. He found that it helped him to focus on other aspects of his life, and he began to feel more confident and feminine than ever before. He even found that he enjoyed the feeling of being trapped, of being unable to engage in sexual activity.

At the end of the semester, Noah and his classmates presented their final projects. They had been tasked with creating a visual representation of their journey through the class, and Noah was proud to show off his creation.

His project was a series of self-portraits, each one showcasing a different aspect of his feminine side. There were pictures of him in full makeup, dressed in elegant gowns, and even one of him in the chastity device.

As he showed off his project, Noah felt a sense of pride and accomplishment. He had come a long way since the first day of class, and he had learned so much about himself and his femininity.

In the end, Noah realized that his curiosity about the other side had been valid. He had discovered a part of himself that he never knew existed, and he had grown and evolved in ways he never thought possible. The journey had been challenging, but it had been worth it, and he knew that he would carry the lessons he had learned with him for the rest of his life