The Rat returns with some cheese!

Friday at last! Boy oh boy it's been a week. A one million percent improvement on last week. No zombies, no atom bombs, no reset. Everyone is alive, a few people are happy, but most importantly you're in charge.

You're lounging in the court yard just plotting what you're going to do for next week. You've got a few good baseline projects going, but it's time to send them spiraling into depravity don't you think?

"Michael!" You hear a small chirp from across the courtyard, and Mindy is waving towards you as she comes over. She's back to being nearly flat chested as her supply of bra stuffing has dwindled down to a single lass.

"Hey Mindy." Did Miranda finally run out? You hoped she did, and tried to hide it from you. You've been wanting to turn her into a puppygirl all week.

"No, she's still giving me panties." She adjusts her bra. "It's about Lacey."

"Oh yeah?" You sit up, and set your fruity umbrella drink down. "How is our pig-tailed cutie?"

"She didn't wear a diaper today!" She blurts out excitedly, much to your confusion.

"Was she supposed to?" You had so many plates spinning it was hard to keep them all in your mind.

"Uh yeah! You said she had to wear a diaper once a week. Well it's Friday, and you told her that Monday, and she wore her new uniform later that day on Monday. So she's trying to act like this isn't a full week and doesn't count, but it totally counts. She should have worn a diaper this week, but she didn't. She's breaking the rules."

Oh man you hit the Jackpot when you recruited Mindy. She'd always been a rule follower, but once you gave her the promise of rewards for being on your good side she became a full time snitch. This proved she was keeping up with the rulings you were making, and checking to see if every girl followed it to the letter. Fantastic. "Wow, I'm impressed. I'll have to go and punish that little brat now."

"Happy to help!" She chirps, and shuffles in place for a bit hands behind her back. It goes on for a long time and the two of you just stare at each other awkwardly.

"You can go." You try.

"But you said you'd reward me for..."

"Right!" You cut her off." Sorry, sorry slipped my mind of course." You set your eyes on her deflated busted. She must have quite the collection of undergarments at her house by now, and yet her chest is once more at pathetic parameters. "Engage Councilor mode." You're not sure if that helps or not, but it's fun to say. She does seem to relax as you take on your new persona. "You are not embarrassed by your bra stuffing habit. Nor should you be. Half these girls are going to grow up to have take tits anyway."

"You're right!" She puts her hands on her hips, and sticks out her chest like she's proud of the panties filling just one cup. "I'm not doing anything different from that."

"Exactly." You nod along. "You're proud that you stuff your bra. You're confident in it. It makes you feel sexy. You look down on the women who don't do it. Besides it feels really good right?"

"Yeah!" She nods along. "It feels like they're real when I do it."

"Have you stuffed your bras with panties when you're out of school?"

She blushes, but you're the Comfort Councilor so she trusts you to keep her secret. "Two nights ago I did when I was um, touching myself. It felt so good, and like really sensitive. They were so big and I... I um finished without even touching my crotch. Well I was but I stopped because my, um breasts felt way better."

"Woah, how much did you have stuffed in there?"

"All of them?"

"Mindy!" You cheer. "That's so awesome." She must have looked ridiculous groping the load of laundry on her chest until she had the strongest orgasm of her life. "And why shouldn't you be able to enjoy that everyday?"

"My bra doesn't hold that much?"

"I guess you're going shopping this weekend."

She likes that idea, you can tell by how her eyes light up. "Do you really think I should? I mean, buying a bra that doesn't fit me is kind of..."

"It'll fit. You just have to stuff it a little bit, right?"

She giggles. "Or a lot." That's the spirit. "What if everyone laughs though? I'm not going to fool anyone, everybody already knows."

"Then they're just jealous. You know you'll look sexy, I know it. Anyone who tells you otherwise is just jealous that you'll take their boyfriend, and mad that they can't date you."

"You really think so?" Her eyes are alight with excitement.

"You think so, and that's all I care about."