A week later

It has been now a week since you arrived at Mistress Marigolds Academy. Until now you have successfully dodged most of the contact to a Futanari. Sure in the hallways when you go to your next lesson you got some unwanted slaps on the ass or some other unwanted attention. You don't know if it is your skill or pure luck that you haven't been grabbed by some Futanari and fucked in the ass like several of the other first year students.

It is morning and you site in the cafeteria and eat breakfast like every other morning you site alone. An announcement tears you out of your thoughts.

“Good morning dear students today there will be an event in the afternoon where you can sign up for one of the extracurricular activities. Please note that every student has to sign up for an extracurricular activity”.

Your plan to avoid any kind of interaction with others over the three years is probably history. Could it get any worse you think for yourself.

The day passes by and the afternoon comes very fast. Faster than you wish.

You enter the room there the event takes place. A lot of people are already there. You hope there is chance that you get out here without being seen by anyone. But your hopes get shattered the moment you make a step further in the room.