Daphne

Thirty minutes later, each of the white students had been given a new name, and, after using a special cream to remove all hair but what was on their heads, had been changed into girls school uniforms, complete with skirts, simple white cotton panties, heeled womens shoes, and A Cup bras.

You are given the name Daphne, and you've got to admit, the name, coupled with how cute you looked in your new uniform, had you pretty excited.

Professor Cyrus had also fitted each girl's clit with a tiny pink cage made in the shape of a girl's pussy. He locked each one, telling them that they would be let out if, and only if, their partners decided to let them out.

Later, you were partnered with Darius, one of the school football team's linebackers. He was 6"3, had closely cropped hair, a deep voice, shiney brown eyes, and was probably who you'd have picked if you were given a choice.

When he walked up to you, you're glad the Professor had given you a script to recite to him, because your brain turned to mush when you saw him, and you forgot every word you'd ever known but the one's you'd been told to say.

"Hello, sir. My name is Daphne, and I'm your new class partner. If there is anything at all I can do to please you, please tell me. "

He is so tall that, even trying to meet his gaze, you can't help but notice the huge bulge in his pants as he smiles down at you. Around his neck, on a chain, was the key to the little cage encasing your clit.