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Scotty and Colton had just completed the inspection and induction process, emerging from their respective rooms with mixed feelings. Their conversations turned to life as a boi on the island, each sharing their past experiences and expectations for the coming month.

"You know, being locked can be tough," Scotty said, adjusting to the snug fit of his new chastity device. "But there's something liberating about it too. You start to appreciate the little things, the moments of intimacy and connection."

Colton nodded, his own chastity device feeling familiar yet new. "Yeah, and it's not just about the physical restriction. It's about the mental shift, learning to find pleasure in serving and in the anticipation."

As they talked, they glanced around, waiting for Ben to join them so they could attend the chastity boy orientation together. The waiting area was slowly filling with other guys who had been through the same process, their expressions a mix of nervous excitement and subdued arousal.

Suddenly, a commotion near the entrance drew their attention. A familiar voice, tinged with frustration and indignation, echoed through the room. "This is a mistake! They measured me wrong! My penis is definitely more than 7 inches!"

Scotty and Colton turned to see Seb, shorn of his goatee and body hair, struggling to take his place next to them. His cock was securely tucked away in a tiny cage, a symbol of his new status as a boi. His face was flushed with anger and embarrassment.

"Seb?" Colton said, trying to hide his surprise. "What happened?"