Mira's New Uniforms

Mira was exhausted. They’d spent hours writing and erasing rules. Some big, some small. It was clear her friends had mentally checked out a while ago but she’d felt it was important to keep going.

Now she had a pretty good idea of what the rulebook can and can’t do. Or rather, she’d discovered it could do anything they wanted it to. There were still ideas she had that she wasn’t willing to test, like could it make the moon closer to the earth or change the orbit of the planets. Interesting questions, but very, very dangerous. It was simply not worth it.

She supposed they’d all been dangerous. They were dealing with magic, actual fucking magic, that could completely rewrite reality. If they’d been unable to undo something…well, better not to think about that.

She looked up at her friends, “Well…should we call it a night? I think we are all pretty tired.”

“Yeah. We can play with it again tomorrow.” Sierra said automatically.

Ken hesitated, “Yeah…” He looked at the book, “But…who keeps it?”

“You’re afraid we’ll write some rules without you?” Mira asked, “Or you want to take it home and write some without us?”

Ken shook his head, “No. Well yes. I mean…”

“I get it,” Mira did, really. She wasn’t as outgoing as her two friends, but that didn’t mean she didn’t feel temptation. Just holding the book gave her all sorts of crazy ideas. “I’ve been thinking about it actually. Ways to make all three of us feel safe and secure. We can use the rulebook to police our use of it. Like…this…”

Mira quickly wrote out some rules.

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.

Mira turned it around to show her friends, “See. Nothing to worry about right?”

Ken looked at the time, “It’s 10:50…so you purposefully left some time?”

“Yes. I was thinking…how about a game?”

“A game?” Sierra asked.

“A game.” Mira repeated, “The winner gets to write a rule. Any rule. Except one that would give them sole ownership or the book or some nonsense like that. Something fun.”

Ken smiled and nodded, “Yeah, I could get behind that.”

“I’m in. What’s the game?” Sierra asked.

“Something quick. Odds/evens. We all throw out 1 or 2 fingers. If we all tie we do it again. If one person picks alone, they win. We’ll use the rulebook to enforce it.” Mira explained. She quickly wrote out new rules that would make the three of them play fairly and enforce the 1 rule prize.

New Rule: Mira, Ken and Sierra will play odds and evens until there is a winner. That winner will write a single rule in the rulebook which does not give them sole ownership or power over the other and then erase this rule.

"Good?" Mira asked. The others nodded. Mira held out her hands, "Then let's play....one-two-three-shoot!” Mira cried, putting out 1 finger.

“Fuck.” Ken looked at his own two fingers in disappointment.

“Damn it.” Sierra groaned as she contemplated what mess Mira was about to get them in.

Mira thought quickly, rulebook in hand. Even though she could write a rule she didn’t have much time. She wanted a broader test of the rulebook, most of their testing tonight had just been on themselves. The rules that affected the whole world they'd checked using the internet, but it wasn't the same as seeing it in person. She decided to limit herself to the campus, which meant it would impact her too. Then she had an idea, one that would have little impact on her, but be rather **** for others. She quickly scrawled something down and then found herself compelled to close it.

She tested it a couple times but the rulebook was set in stone now. “There, now we have to wait.”

“What did you write?” Ken asked.

Mira raised an eyebrow, “Did you think I would tell you? You’ll find out tomorrow.”

“Ugh. Fine. I’m beat, see you guys tomorrow.” Ken said as he stood up. He glanced at the rulebook a final time and then left.

“So what did you write?” Sierra asked.

“I’m not telling.” Mira stuck out her tongue, “You’ll have to wait too!”

Mira woke up feeling refreshed despite not having gotten her usual 8 hours. Truthfully she was too excited about her new rule to sleep in. She glanced over at Sierra sleeping in the other bed, she was sound asleep still. Slowly Mira creeped out of bed and walked over to her closet. She opened it and saw it, her new uniform. It looked gorgeous, just like she'd pictured it in her mind. She wondered if her rule had just been specific enough or if the rulebook had used her own memories to interpret how to enforce it. In any case she was quite happy with the result, at least the uniform it had issued her.

Her parents had come to Canada with nothing, and while they worked hard to provide for her she'd had very few luxuries in life. She'd worked hard herself, earning a scholarship to Northern Union University, but she'd never really gotten over her jealousy of the rich. Everyday growing up she'd had to walk past an elite private high school in her ragged clothes and stare longingly at those crisp, expensive, uniforms.

Well now she had one too. Sure, with her scholarship money she could have bought herself a blazer and tie and made the outfit herself. But this was different. This was mandatory. Not only that, she'd made sure that it would be obvious to the whole school just how hard she worked.

She closed her closet and went to take a shower and get ready for the day. Aa she came back she saw Sierra rub her eyes and slowly sit up. "What time is it?" She asked.

"6:30. Want to grab breakfast?" Mira asked.

"Uh, yeah. Give me a minute." Sierra got up and left to go to the bathroom down the hall. Meanwhile Mira put on her new uniform. She was a little surprised to see there was a bra and panties hanging with it, but she supposed she'd said nothing else. She put it on and looked at herself in the mirror. The skirt was a bit shorter than she usually wore, but with these thick black tights she didn't feel too exposed. In fact, she felt amazing.

She finished dressing just as Sierra returned. Sierra looked her up and down, "Uh, what are you wearing?"

"The school uniform." Mira replied, posing for her roommate.

"We don't have a...oh shit. That's your rule? How lame." Sierra said, "Well fuck that. I'm just going to wear my normal clothes."

Mira grinned, "No you won't."

"What? Yes I...what did you do?"

"It's a rule. An OLD rule. You can try and go around it but I think you'll find you can't wear anything except your uniform from 7-5 on school days."

"Fuck. Fine. Where is mine then?" Sierra looked in her closet and found hers. She pulled it out, "Ok here's the shirt and the skirt..." She glanced over at Mira, "Where's my jacket?"

"You don't get one." Mira said, "The uniform is grade based."

"Oh fuck you," Sierra said, not actually sounding angry, "Are you kidding me? Oh well. I guess this shirt isn't so bad. The skirt is a little short, good call on the tights."

"Did you get tights? Mine were hanging with my uniform."

"Just the shirt and skirt on this hanger." Sierra said.

"Ah, then no tights for you either," Mira said. "That's ALL you're allowed to wear. That skirt, that blouse. Oh, and those heels." Mira pointed to heels on the floor of Sierra's closet.

"Wait all? Like...no bra? No underwear are you kidding me? I thought Kenji was the perv, not you!"

Mira shrugged, "I didn't actually specify. I just said to make it more degrading the worse your grades got. Try panties if you want, but at 7 I guarantee you'll be **** to peel them off. Sorry, maybe listen to me next time I tell you to study!"

Sierra crossed her arms, "Fine. I'll just skip my first class."

Mira raised an eyebrow, "Really? I have a feeling Ken will support making this rule permanent if you do..."

"You wouldn't..." Sierra said slowly, "I'll...I'll..."

"Get dressed?" Mira finished for her.

A few minutes later Sierra sighed, "Well fine. I'm dressed. How can you make me wear this? The skirt is so short I'm going to end up flashing the whole school."

"Don't be so dramatic. You look hot." Mira said.

Sierra was about to reply, but then the clock struck 7. Suddenly she felt her body working on it's own. She'd tried wearing panties despite them not being provided with her uniform. Now that it was 7 and the rule was in full effect her body was complying. The skirt was too tight to remove the panties while keeping it on, so despite standing in front of her roommate she was **** to pull the skirt down to her ankles, remove the panties, then pull the skirt back up. Once she was done she regained control and glared at Mira, "You...you...."

Mira smirked, "Instead of whining why don't you think of a game we can play to decide who gets to write the next rule?"

"Is that what we're doing? Games?" Sierra asked, "Can't we just...erase this uniform and play around."

"We could...but Ken..."

"Ken's going to agree with you. Fuck. You're right. Well, let's go then. Ken says he's on his way to the dining hall already. Is he going to be in speedo or something?"

Mira laughed, "No. Unlike you, Ken studies."

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.