A big surprise!

It is short after 07:00 dark in the morning, and you have already had breakfast and a swimming exercise. Well, it's late summer, so not really dark, but still. Even yesterday, you didn't leave your room that early. And the remedial politics-stuff class that Casey signed you up for, begins at 8:00. You can't wait for next month, when that course will be over, and have the first course starting at 9:00. Um. Except, the morning alarm will still start at 06:00. This sucks.

Twelve hours ago, you had left all your clothes and school stuff in the locker room. And wow, that even included your phone. It's the first thing you check, and you have a missed calls and several messages. But then... you just set the thing aside and worry about more immediate matters.

Fashion. Your wardrobe has been moved from your bedroom to this fancy locker room, but your choices are still the same. Besides your cutout swimsuit collection that is only for indoors in Kempner, you can choose freely between shirts without midriff, navel-free tops, belly-revealing blouses, wrap-arounds, crop-tops and minivests that don't even close in front. And they're all in pink. As pink as your furniture, and frankly all your possessions.

It's Casey. She holds your wardrobe hostage. If you try the stunt again, donning the only sweater in your collection... Casey will carry you into this locker personally to dress you up. You just know it. You kick the poor sweater, still lying on the floor from yesterday. Eh. It's going to be a warm day anyway.

You choose a pink bra and a long-sleeved flower blouse (pink stitched flowers on pink background). Its hemline is slightly shorter than your ribcage, and so you're going to look sexy for sure. For the lower part, you go with yoga pants and the only pair of wedge-heels. The locker room features a full-body mirror, and you look stunning. You make a few poses like a baaaad girl, and it looks pretty convincing. Or at least you think so. You're an athletic girl from the swim team: Your body would look great in litter bags.

Then you pick up your school bag. College bag? Rucksack. At least you're not reduced to hand bags yet. A small part of you still clings to the hope that there is still a bit of man in you. Aside from the oversized penis in your mouth. You check in the mirror, and it's hard to see. If you move your mouth just right while speaking, people won't even notice your lack of teeth, much less the tock. Also, you don't even get hard a little while staring at the sexy bitch in the mirror in front of you.

You put your pens, stuff and your phone into the pink bag, when you notice a small book. Like a pink leather notebook. As you open it, you realize it is your calendar book. Which you never had.

You flip open the book and find the start of the semester. And you freeze.

• Sunday, arrived at Kempner. So many hunks and hos. Can't wait to bang them all. Casey brought a muscular girl named Ashley, who is a firm lesbian. C-Cups, 1.89, long hair, moaner.
• Monday: Schedule Robert or Lenny. First day of orientation. Speeches, course-signings. Kempner stands out, we're a special program. Robert turned out. Boisterous, about 14 cm, 1.79, buzzcut. Silent fucker, but intense.
• Tuesday: Schedule Maion or Jorge. Second day of orientation. Casey furious because I'm not in her remedial course. Fuck her. Maion is huge guy. Those arms. About 15 cm, 1.98, wavy hair. Energetic+enthusiastic screamer. Again soon please.
• Wednesday: Schedule Lenny or Zésar. Lots of stupid games again. Met Fred, from France, Int.Dorm, bad swimmer. Great in the sack despite 5 cm (grows to 12?), 1.72. Later perfect 3some with Cas+Ash.
• Thursday´: Schedule Zésar or Lenny. City tour day. Boring shopping, but Casey bought new wardrobe. Ripped Mom's riverdance dress. Bitch. We have three John's in the dorm? John Ummerburn is a junior. 15 cm, screamer, boring, bad lay. Cas borrowed a superbig dildo, was fun.
• Friday: _revised_ Schedule Zé or Len. Final orientation day. Strap-on dildo girl is Madge, sophomore, B-cups, 1.7?, super-long hair. Screamer. Lenny and Zésar are (were?) best friends. Zésar built like Fred, but too shy. So Lenny instead, solid BBQ, 16 cm, screamer, needs training.
• Saturday. Schedule Sven or Pedro. More shopping, but mostly for Ashley. Zésar still sulking. Lenny begged for it, but rules are rules. Sven is pudgy, but not a total blob, and pretty agile. 1.82, 15 cm, but also thick. Loved it.
• Sunday. _revised_ Schedule Pedro or Zésar. Pretty awesome. Finally bedded Zésar, another bad lay. 1.76, 13 cm, and nervous+clingy. Needed to know what I did with Lenny, totally jealous. Threw him and fucked Penny instead. 1.67, B-cup, amazing sensitive clit, but turns out more straight than bi.
• Monday: Schedule Teak or Jack. First real classes, Ashley got to fill forms with Casey all day. Fuck the bitch. Brought that Jack guy, 1.86 and totes adorbs in a player way, but when Casey came she threw him out. Wait... Wishes???
• Tuesday: _revised_ Schedule Teak or Luke. Omigosh, wishes. Gave myself a penis as a tongue. HahahaHAAA! Testing Manèle now???
• Wednesday: Schedule Luke or Teak.
• Thursday: Schedule David or Brent?
• Friday: Schedule Brent or David?
• Saturday: Schedule Jorge or Anthony?

You stare at the contents of your diary. All entries were made with pencil, and rubber stains show that you edited this stuff every day. And included a schedule on which guy to fuck. So... you scan the content again. You fucked, in this order, repeats left out: Casey-Ashley-Robert-Maion-Fred-John-Madge-Lenny-Sven-Zésar-Penny... And almost even Jack, your former roommate.