Everything in your life is moving in the same direction as before...

Over the next two weeks, you go about your routine activities according to the established routine. You regularly perform your usual hygiene procedures (wash your hair with "Extra Beauty Hair" shampoo, smear your skin with "Clean Skin+"). Periodically, you use the same Vita-Femi-Gross pills to increase your immunity. You reflect on the reasons for your actions and the reasons for your feelings that have manifested themselves in recent months. Sometimes you listen to free music from Free-relax-audio.com to relax.

You have pleasant dreams, vague images and ideas fleetingly affect your consciousness in these dreams. You don't remember much when you wake up in the morning...

You don't remember much when you wake up in the morning...

So one of the following days you get up early in the morning and get ready to go to the morning lectures in college. You put on as your underwear exactly what Jamal ordered you to always wear - those same black silk women's panties and that same black silk women's bra and those same black silk women's stockings. Jamal watches intently as you, being naked, put on exactly those black silk women's panties and that very black silk women's bra and those very black silk women's stockings as your underwear. Jamal smiles and tells you, "Ha! Ha! Billy you are learning the lessons I taught your white ass with my big black hands!" You blush with embarrassment but keep going to college.

While you are going to college, you are trying to remember the details of your nightly dreams. You only vaguely recall some important ideas that have arisen in your dream. But for some reason, the thought gets stuck in your brain that you are doing the right thing, that you are obeying Jamal's orders, since Jamal is a black man (it would seem where the logic is here? but for some reason you feel that everything is correct). In addition, for some reason you have memories of how Jamal kneaded your large hairless smooth white buttocks with his big black strong palms... These memories bring you a strange pleasure. You don't understand the reason for this.

Jamal also almost finished getting ready for his morning class at college. While you were getting ready, you surreptitiously watched Jamal. You think that all the same, he is clearly highly developed physically and he has beautiful muscles. You think that, for some reason, you enjoy watching the movements of Jamal's strong muscular black body. Among other things, for some reason you have a desire to touch the muscles in Jamal's arms, and you also get a pleasant sensation when you inhale the smell of Jamal's sweat.

You can barely contain your strange and incomprehensible desires.

So you are dressed and ready to go. While your small white cock is locked in a plastic device called a "chastity cage", this device also fixes and squeezes your small balls. You have a high-quality female manicure and pedicure.

So you and Jamal go to college where you and Jamal will again have a lesson in the discipline "Physical Education". You came to college and tried to start classes.

However, the teacher stops you and asks, "Billy, why are you wearing women's outerwear? All your outerwear - women's skinny jeans, women's pink blouse, women's black high heeled shoes - these clothes are clearly feminine. Why are you wearing those clothes, Billy? "

You answer embarrassedly: "I feel more comfortable in such clothes.. excuse me..."

The teacher says, "Okay, Billy. Then you Billy will be in the women's gym with the female students."

You look humiliated and pathetic, but you follow the order of the teacher. You are exercising in the female half of the gym with the female students."

The male students look at you and make fun of you. They yell at you, "Billy, you can only really act like a girl and now you're even dressed like a girl! Ha! Ha!" Jamal also looks at you while you are doing these exercises with an obviously ironic expression and with a kind of disdain for you.

Female students also look at you contemptuously and whisper about you (apparently there is a lot of gossip about you).