My life in futaworld

This is the first time I write and even more so in another language, so be patient and give feedback, i'm using google translator and some words may be converted wrong or have some syntax error.

all characters are over 18

Dear readers - This story has content like: futanari, femdom, CBT, chastity, smell, **** and other types of fetish... if you don't like to see this type of content I will ask you to stop reading immediately, thank you <3

Day 1

"Hello, my name is Jean. I live with my sisters and my mother. I've never met my father, but that's never been a problem for me. Today, I'm finally starting my academic life. I'm anxious to explore the world outside my home and connect with others. My mother always kept me inside to protect me from 'other women,' so my life has been mostly between my PC and bed. But now, things will change."

I say this as I get out of bed for my first day of school. I'm nervous, having had few interactions with the outside world. For the first time, I'll meet people other than my family. I put on my uniform: a white shirt, dress pants, and dress shoes. Looking in the mirror, I notice my appearance: I'm about 5'3" to 5'4" tall, with a thin, feminine build. My long black hair doesn't help with a masculine look. I often feel almost like a girl.

The hours pass, and the school bus arrives. It's strange; instead of saying "SCHOOL," it says "Bus for boys." The bus looks rusty and worn. Inside, there are barely any seats. Two other boys are already sitting, looking unhappy. I smile and introduce myself, but they ignore me. I sit down, waiting for the journey to end.

Arriving at school, I see multiple buildings, including a dormitory. At the entrance, a woman with a megaphone directs "Boys to Building A, everyone else to Building B." In Building A, I find a small room with seven other students, all looking sad. I sit quietly, hoping not to be ignored again.

After a few minutes, an instructor enters. She wears a shocking outfit: 6-inch knee-high boots, a police uniform, a black skirt, sunglasses, and carries a long cane. Two assistants in similar attire follow her. "You're starting a new journey today," she says with a mocking laugh. "I'm Mrs. Elli. I'll explain the rules."

She has assistants post several posters on the wall. "The rules are simple," she says, "even for stupid boys like you." I'm amazed by her insults, expecting better treatment from the school staff.

"First, the uniform rule," she continues. "Male students must wear only what's on the acceptable list." She points to a poster with images of acceptable clothes:

Completely naked.

Clothes sorted by teachers or their owners.

Accessories: Collar, handcuffs, ropes.

I question her, "You can't do that," but a strong slap to my face silences me. "Trash like you never answers back," she says. "Call me Mrs. Elli, or I'll whip you until you're red all over."

"Next, every male student must wear a chastity cage at all times," she adds. "You can choose your device, but I'll decide for you." She points to a poster with various chastity devices. Assistants open a suitcase with the devices and pass it around. I think quickly, choosing the largest one for comfort.

"Actually," Mrs. Elli interrupts, "I'll choose for you. Take off your clothes and come to me. I'll evaluate your... equipment and pick the best device for you."

My turn comes, and I stand in front of her, embarrassed, trying to hide my penis. "Take your hand away so I can evaluate you!" She grabs my penis roughly, pulling and squeezing. "A pathetic small dick, 5 inches," she says. "Your pain resistance is terrible. You'll need a lot of training."

She takes out a 1-inch device from the box. "I'll make you an offer," she smiles, pulling out another device. "Choose between this flat one or the 1-inch one. If you choose the 1-inch, I'll decide which tube goes into your urethra." She shows me two soundings, one long and thin, the other shorter and thicker with buds.

"If you choose the flat device, you won't need any tubes, but..." She pulls out a ring with spikes. "You'll have to wear this special ring. So, which will you choose?"