She meets her first challenge sooner than expected.

Natalie heads downstairs, bookbag over her shoulder, and hurries into the kitchen to grab a quick breakfast. Her mom is already there, sipping coffee{if Slut_Clothes=True}, and she raises an eyebrow when Nat walks in{endif}. "Good morning, love.{if Slut_Clothes=True} Embracing your feminine side, I see.{elseif Prude_Clothes=True} That's quite the young professional outfit you've put together.{endif} Ready for your first day of Bridge Year?"

"I think so." Nat smiles as she pulls down a box of Wheat Holes and pours some into a bowl. "{if Prude_Clothes=True}I told you, I'm planning to go to college. {endif}I'm looking forward to this year."

"Looks like you're ready to me, sis!" Alex says, wandering in, looking rumpled and bleary-eyed. "Love the outfit. {if Slut_Clothes=True}Already embracing the easy-access style. That's a good whore-to-be!{elseif Normal_Clothes=True}Workin' what you got. Nice.{elseif Prude_Clothes=True}Gonna play hard-to-get, huh? Make guys work to get into that tight little pussy?{endif}"

"Ugh, shut up, pig." Nat rolls her eyes as she pours milk.

"Yes, Alex. Why don't you focus on your own life - such as finding a job?" Christine asks pointedly, sipping coffee as she arches her eyebrows at her son.

"Ugh, yeah, yeah, I'm workin' on it," Alex grouses as he sits down.

"Did you feed your slut?"

"Ohmigod I just got up!" he complains. "I'm doing it, I'm doing it! Throatwhore! C'mere!"

Nat sits down and focuses on her cereal as Throatwhore crawls into the room. The redhead's makeup is smeared and she has what's undoubtedly dried cum plastered on her face, chest, and hair. She crawls over to Alex, looking up at him wide-eyed as he pulls his boxers down. "You hungry, Throatwhore?" he asks.

"Y-Yes, Alex."

"Want some cum?"

"Oh my God, yes, please."

"Go on then."

The girl works her way between his legs and begins slurping on his half-hard prick with gusto as Alex rubs his eyes tiredly and reaches for his coffee.

Natalie waits anxiously for the bus. Her high school was close enough that she could walk, but Bridge Year is a different facility (for obvious reasons), and she feels weirdly juvenile taking a school bus there. She seems to be the only person on this block in Bridge Year...she's never realized that before. But still, the bus arrives right when it's supposed to, and she climbs on with a smile and a nod at the man driving.
As the doors close, Natalie looks at the rows of seats, heart racing. The choice of where to sit feels suddenly fraught. What if she makes new friends? Or new enemies? Will this determine how her entire year goes? The front of the bus seems to be mostly (exclusively?) girls, and it's pretty crowded. More boys seem to be sitting toward the back of the bus, where they're talking and laughing loudly with each other. But she does see a couple girls back there, and there's a lot more open seats...