Open the rulebook

You open the Rulebook and write your next perverted edict: "All female students must remove their shirts and bra, leaving only their skirts on. They must also touch themselves sexually while in class."

You close the book with a sense of anticipation. The girls in your class look confused but obediently start to unbutton their blouses. As their shirts come off, you drink in the sight of their bare breasts.

Your students gasp in surprise as they hear your new command, but they immediately comply without question. They begin unbuttoning their blouses and sliding them off their shoulders, revealing their bare breasts. The sight of their soft, pale skin and perky nipples makes your mouth water. You feel your cock stirring in your pants as you watch them unzip their skirts and step out of them, leaving themselves clad only in their underwear.

"Now," you say, your voice hoarse with desire, "I want you to touch yourselves sexually while in class."

The girls look at each other nervously, but then one brave soul reaches down and begins to touch herself through her panties. Soon, another joins in, and then another. The air in the classroom is thick with anticipation as the girls explore their own bodies, their fingers moving faster and faster.

You can't help but watch, your own hand moving towards your crotch as you feel your arousal growing. The girls are so beautiful, so obedient, so willing to please you.

Jack has other plans for the male students.

New rule: All male students must sit in the last two rows and wear skirts. Male students must be extremely horny while in class and must wear a chastity cage when their erection subsides. Male students may not wear men's underwear, but if they want to, they must wear sexy women's underwear.

The male students look at each other in shock as they hear Jack's new rule. They slowly get up from their seats and walk to the last two rows, looking embarrassed but also aroused. They begin to unbutton their shirts and take them off, revealing their toned chests. They then unfasten their pants and slide them down their legs, revealing their throbbing erections.

Jack smirks as he watches the boys strip down. "Now, boys," he says, "You must wear skirts over your underwear. And you must be extremely horny while in class. When your erection subsides, you must wear a chastity cage."

The boys look at each other nervously, but they comply.

Jack watches them with a sense of satisfaction as they struggle to fasten their skirts around their waists. The chastity cages are next, and the boys' eyes widen in fear as they realize what's coming.

"Now, boys," Jack says, his voice echoing through the classroom. "It's time to wear your chastity cages."

One by one, the boys approach Jack's desk, their erections now visible beneath their skirts. Jack smirks as he hands each boy a small metal device that looks like a cross between a belt buckle and a pair of handcuffs.

"This is your chastity cage," he explains. "It will keep your erections under control."

As the last boy fastens his cage, Jack addresses the class. "Now then, boys," he says, his voice ringing with authority. "Let's get down to business. Today's lesson is on the history of feminism."

The boys look at each other nervously, their minds still reeling from the recent events. They had never imagined their professor would be so perverted, let alone require them to wear skirts and chastity cages.

But as they adjust their skirts and feel the cold metal of the cages around their throbbing erections, they can't deny the strange excitement they're feeling.

"Alright boys," Professor Jack says, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "Let's get started on today's lesson. But first, I want to see how well you're following my rules."

He walks down the aisle, his eyes scanning the boys' skirts and cages. "Looks like you're all doing well," he says. "But I want to make sure you're following the rules properly."

He stops in front of the first boy, a tall, muscular one named Chad. "Chad, I want you to bend over and spread your cheeks. Let me have a look at your chastity cage."

Chad's face turns bright red as he obeys, exposing his bare ass to the class. Professor Jack smirks, admiring the bulge in Chad's cage. He runs his fingers over the metal device, feeling its cold, hard surface.

"Very good, Chad," he says, straightening up. "Now let's continue with our lesson."

As he walks back to the front of the class, he can feel the boys' eyes on him. They're all eager to please him, their bodies aching for release from the chastity cages.

Every male student wore a chastity cage.

"Students put their chastity cage permission keys in this." Professor Jack came to his students with a bag in his hand.

Although the students were nervous, they left the chastity cage keys.

"Professor, what's going on?" asked the first boy, Chad. "Why do we have to wear these cages?"

New rule: The chastity cages are magical, and the students who wear them have their testicles turn into a pussy, their dicks stay on, and their ejaculations increase dramatically.

Chad's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared down at his crotch. His balls felt strange, like they were shifting and changing. He let out a startled cry as he felt something wet and warm open up between his legs.

The other boys gasped and murmured in shock as they felt the same thing happening to them. Their chastity cages were glowing with a strange, otherworldly light.

"What the fuck!?" Chad screamed as he felt his balls drop and his dick stay. His pussy was dripping wet, and his dick was throbbing in his chastity cage. He was so confused and angry. He wanted to take off his chastity cage and key, but he knew he couldn't.

The other boys were screaming and crying, feeling the same thing happen to them. Their balls were dropping, turning into pussy, and their dicks were throbbing in their chastity cages.

"Shut up!" Professor Jack yelled. "You boys are going to learn a lesson about feminism and gender roles."

Chad and the other boys looked at each other, confused and scared.