And picked out

“So! With all that out of the way… Today’s exercise will be to make love to one of your classmates. If you look at the main screen, I’ve let the algorithm choose who pairs up with who, so as not to cause any arguments… It will also pick whether you are on ‘top, or bottom’, if you catch my drift. Like I said before, believe me: by the end of the year you will have done everything with everybody. So don’t get upset if you aren’t getting the chance to slide into someone you’ve been eyeing up, just yet.”

Jesse didn’t notice the way Miss Daisy’s eyes flicked to him as she said this, nor the variety of hungry looks a good three-quarters of the class were giving his short-skirted rear. The young sissy still didn’t seem to have gathered even a hint of how highly his innocent beauty was rated by those around him. It probably would have made him hideously self-conscious if he had... but then, it was that honest obliviousness which really added the shine to his features overall. Some people very obviously wore their beauty. Knowing just how to let it filter out on display and always ever-so-aware of every pair of eyes watching. Jesse simply was his outward vision. Wearing no mask over his emotions, nor adding fake flourishes to his natural grace… and he didn’t even see how much that stood out. His closer friends did though, and they each bristled a little defensively closer to their precious little jewel. No amount of appeasing words could quite hold back the jealousy over who would get their hands on that gem first.

The holographic display gave out its judgement though, and none could argue with that. It would seem the algorithm had been taking some note of who had cliqued with whom within the class; along with, of course, acknowledging certain reservations which were held over a few of the students. Jesse was given Lizzy as a partner, and Fran was paired up with Suzy. They were inspected to take up position with their selected companion upon one of the wooden desks around the room. Having been tied to the things before, the four friends were already well aware of the clever ways such seemingly-simple furnishings could be adjusted in height or orientation to create a suitably stable surface to sit or lie upon. Every section could be folded this way or that and locked in place, with clear slots and grooves where limbs could easily rest… or be fastened. Still, Lizzy was clearly in somewhat of a rush to get this started, and just hopped up to lie back upon the top of the thing. Jesse followed after the short, olive-skinned girl with some consternation. Though he was very relieved to be on this side of the equation and partnered up with what seemed like the gentlest option out of his classmates... He really didn’t have much experience of this angle of sexuality. Even with Betsy, she had always made the first move… and told him where to put himself. He had a distinct fear that the beaming creature lifting up her skirt and spreading her legs for him, was going to be very disappointed by all he had to offer.

Lizzy, meanwhile… was grinning like she’d won the local lottery. She could barely believe her luck in securing this chance to get screwed by such a beautiful boy. The kind that got used as models on those big billboard displays: showing just how pretty and young you could keep your human pets, if you fed and groomed them right. Every day, she still came to school expecting to be told this was all some huge mistake. A drab, 2nd class-at-best girl like her should never have ended up among angels like these, no matter who had taken a liking to her. But, just to get a chance to feel the touch of someone like Jesse made her think it might all be worth it. She loved her boyfriend back at the Home dearly, yet their attempts at making love had always been quite painful, clumsy affairs… with the added complications of avoiding their roommates at either end. One of whom would complain that Lizzy’s squeaking and moaning was ‘disturbing her beauty sleep’, while the other didn’t see why he shouldn’t get a turn at her as well, since it was his room too. Being offered a chance to be screwed by someone soft and gentle, with a penis that wasn’t nearly as long and wide as her forearm, seemed like an absolute dream.

She smiled warmly at Jesse, spread her labia... and dipped a finger inside herself, just a little. All around them the rest of the class began to get started. Sliding into each other with the giggling comradery that comes with any co-operative assignment. It was good: to do this together. Without the tense pressures of being paid for it, or the politics of being Home kids competing for social standing. When you were simply told who to fuck, and how to fuck them… it made everything so much easier.