THE CENTER

The officer whos lap you were sitting in opened the car door for you and allowed you to exit but on the way out she smacked your ass. After you stepped on the car they turned on there sirens and were gone quicker than you could have ever expected. As you looked towards the door a women waited there for you, her hair was burnette but there were some visible gray hairs starting to peak there way through, she had pale white skin, and was easily 7 feet tall, and her body was solid with wide hips and noticeable breasts, she was wearing some kind of pansuit and was siglinalling for you to come towards her.

You approached the woman and she spoke to you “Hello doug im Miss Press, some of the boys here like to call me Press, miss, mama press but you may call me whatever you like as long as it is appropriate. I am the head of this center and as such i like to make sure i know all the boys who belong to me” she paused “i mean to it, now i know your in a bit of a tough situation so i have made sure you have a private room however if we experience over crowding you may need to share.” it was at this point in the conversation that she opened the door and you continued inside.

The inside of the building was nice but it was not particularly home like, it almost felt more like a hospital or pet smart. You followed miss press “now we offer schooling here which you would be expected to take however you can put in for a request to return to your formal school, we prefer boys stay on the center at all times and do not leave unless you get express permission from me” you continued walking

“Now here is the cafeteria this is where you will find food at breakfast lunch and dinner, staff sit in the room next door and boys sit in here” nothing to interesting so say about cafeteria, only noticeable thing was that on the wall that separated the staff and boys was that it had multiple holes about 6 inches wide connecting the rooms.

“Over here is the adoption room where you would possibly meet your new mommy, and over down those stairs are “THE PENS” but you seem well behaved so those shouldnt be a concern, lets just say that this place is not entirely government funded” she quickly moved along again, “now down there is my office and students are welcome to come by if im free from the hours of 12am-3pm or make an appointment later”

“now if we come this way we can see where you will be staying as long as your here” down a couridoor you saw a lot of rooms that belonged to other boys here but room number 12 was yours, miss press opened the door and let you walk in, there was no lock on the inside but there was one on the out you had a bed slightly smaller than a queen and a desk with no computer, it kinda was like a dorm room.

“Alright well the staff will introduce themselves to you later and i have work to get back to so why dont you just get settled here and someone will come and get you when your needed or at dinner” with that she left leaving you along in this new place that was supposed to be home, what happens next?