Warning: New Punishment!

Author's Note: I wrote this chapter when your voting clearly showed a preference for punishing Jess by increasing the required stimulation baseline. When I finished writing it, the results were at 30.8%, increasing clothing transparency exponentially, and the stimulation baseline went down to 29.5 %. In the name of fairness, let's do both. One punishment is in this chapter, and the other one is in the chapter after. Thank you for voting, and please let me know in the comments how you like the story so far and if I should keep letting you vote at the end of each chapter.

Her heart nearly jumped out of her chest as she looked at the words on the display of her smart glasses:

Warning: New Punishment!
Did you really think that was going to work? You thought that there was no harm in trying, right? For the next 12 hours, the baseline required for any stimulation to be registered is increased. Please enjoy feeling motivated.

Why the hell was the app trying to be funny? She was at 91 %, and the seminar was starting in a few minutes, barely time to walk there.

"What happened?" Suzi asked, seeing that the app was still on the phone and that Jess looked shocked.

"The app is making fun of me and telling me that the baseline required for any stimulation to be registered is increased... for the next 12 hours."

"So you have to turn the vibrations higher? That's not that bad," Suzi tried, aware that trying to uninstall the app was her idea. "Does it say how much it increased?"

"No, I will need to figure that out. The app didn't really come with a manual," she replied with a clear panic in her voice.

"Can't you just go to the bathroom, let it run for as long as you need, get off, and come back? I can give some excuse to Mr Handsome as to why you are late; he always starts with an intro anyway."

Jess looked at her, irritated: "I don't know what happens if I cum, I haven't tested it, and the app was supposed to make the clothes transparent as a punishment if I do. But it was also supposed to punish me for masturbating instead of making it a requirement for not being naked, so who knows what actually happens."

"Do you want just to borrow the jacket and wear that? No one will see what you have underneath, and it's pretty big."

She thought about it for a moment. She would love for that to work, but if the app had a way to detect that, she might just end up with another punishment.

"If the app doesn't like it, I don't want to end up having to turn up the vibrations to the max."

"Ok, well, we should start walking. We can figure out what to do about this later," Suzi said, and they started towards the seminar room.

The seminar was held in a small-ish computer room with three rows of computers and the teacher at the front. Mr Handsom started his intro into todays topic of PyTorch and tensors. Jess and Suzi would prefer to sit in the back in a corner so Jess would be out of sight as much as possible, but they got in late, so the only free seats were right in the middle in front of the teacher.

The seminar lasted two hours; the first hour was theoretical, and the second hour was practical. Mr Handsome was one of the professor's aides, a fit, tall guy only several years older than his students. PhD students had to take a certain amount of teaching as part of their program. Mr Handsome wasn't really named Mr Handsome, but that's what everyone called him for a very obvious reason. He even had a really deep, attractive voice that made the girls giggle.

Right now, Jess was looking rather pale. Suzi was watching her turn her wrist under the table while the girl was trying to find out the new required amount of stimulation that would raise the opacity of her black dress. She had her other hand in front of her chest, trying to cover her nipples.

Suzi put on her own smart glasses, which were common among the students, and she was messaging Jess to find out more about the app so they could figure out what to do. It might be better for her to go back home and test everything there, but Mr Handsome was always writing up absences, and she already used up her allocation, so any further absence would lower her final mark.

It wasn't hard to see that Jess was struggling with her thighs pressed together, occasional shivering, and looking tense like she was trying to hold in the biggest shit of her life. Finding the new baseline was about trying a value and waiting for a minute to see whether the fabric's opacity was going up or down.

Jess was focusing on controlling her breathing. The number finally ticked up to 86 % when the slider was at about two-thirds of the power. She never really used the clit ring at full blast; it was just way too strong, and even the two-thirds felt too intense for her comfort.

87 % and she turned it off. A second more, and it would be too late. Her hands went to her thighs to calm herself, and when she raised her eyes, she noticed Mr Handsome looking straight at her chest. With a glance down, she easily confirmed that her nipples were rock hard and easily recognisable under the fabric. For some reason, seeing him look and then meet her eyes nearly made her cum right there, even with the stimulation turned off.

Her dress was down to 85 % by the time she braved turning the vibrations back on. The intensity made her gasp involuntarily, with the teacher looking at her suspiciously. She tried to straighten up and smile like nothing was happening. Meanwhile, the device wrapped around her clitoris was merciless. The ring at the base was keeping the bundle of nerves stiff and throbbing, reducing the blood flow and making it swell even more. The outer piercing part wrapped around the body of the clitoris under the hood, setting all the nerve endings on fire.

Having a liquid fire continuously poured over her pleasure button was the closest analogy she could give. Her body was rebelling to find any stimulation and get over the finish line. Jess had to control her thighs to keep them from squeezing rhythmically, but there was little she could do about the involuntary tremors inside of her. Her pussy kept gripping empty air and sending waves of dissatisfied annoyance through her. All the juices it produced to get filled by a huge cock were pouring out uselessly.

Even if she didn't see Jess using gestures to control her toy, Suzi could easily tell when it was on. She could also see that Mr Handsome was paying Jess attention. He obviously wanted to figure out what's going on. On the other hand, if all this led to having Mr Handsome's cock, Suzi would not hesitate to pay that price herself and switch places with Jess.

Suzi squeezed her own legs together and recognised the telltale signs of getting wet.

Jess visibly relaxed next to her for a moment when the stimulation was turned off. They continued to chat during the increasing length of breaks. She was hardly able to keep it on for two or three minutes at a time. She also admitted to having the app set up to be on for 5 days, the whole week of school.

"So how did you tell it to track, whether you are studying or not? Is it possible that just being at school has counted?" Suzi asked via chat.

"I don't remember giving it any specific instructions. The app is not giving any indication either way. There is just the five-day counter, and it shows the active punishment and its counter."

"So right now, if you cum, your clothes may stay, which can be because your study counted or because the app has reversed that as well... but it's also possible that the app has no way of tracking whether you are studying, and it will just punish you for any orgasm for a week?"

Jess didn't respond. Her body shivered again with fresh liquid fire poured over her swollen button. Suzi quickly verified that Mr Handsome noticed as well; she even thought there was a bulge in his pants. He had to know that he was popular with the ladies at the school, and having the one with the big boobs getting off right in front of him must be a stimulating experience. Jess seemed to give up on covering her chest, and as the minutes went by, her clothing was overall getting more translucent rather than less. Watching her chest go up and down while she was trying to breathe to calm herself down had to be even better from his point of view, standing over them.

That was a close one. Her knuckles went white, gripping the table. Jess wanted a third minute to finish for the opacity to go up to 82 %, and it was nearly her undoing. She could feel her muscles tensing for a release and only reluctantly relaxing with time.

She was starting to feel desperate. Her clothes were now worse off than when the seminar started. She was fighting, but around 80 % she was already wearing something she would never put on even going to a club, much less to school. It was no longer about preventing her skin from being visible; now it was just about how much of a school slut she would look like. The guys at the uni usually just wore geeky T-shirts and hoodies. Whenever any of the girls dared to wear any kind of dress, it always stood out. Looking at the higher year girls, it was obvious that sooner or later, all the ladies just end up dressing like the guys. Jess and Suzi made a pact that they would never do that.

Right now, Jess would kill to be able to hide in a hoodie. She could tell she was sitting in a puddle of her own juices, and what's worse, she could even smell it.

The time for the practical part of the seminar arrived, and Mr Handsom shared an exercise with the school computers. Jess looked at it and had no idea what autograd functions were.

"As always, search on the computers is disabled. Put phones, tablets, and smart glasses visibly on the table, please, and keep your hands above the table as well," Mr Handsom said in his rumbling voice.

The practical part of the seminar wasn't graded, but the rules were supposed to motivate the students to pay attention and, should they need help, call the teacher for assistance.

Jess looked around nervously. With her glasses away, she would not be able to track the opacity. In theory, she could still try controlling the vibrations, but she would have no visual feedback.

They had an hour to finish all the exercises. Usually, it didn't take that long if they were paying attention. Some people managed to get done in less than 30 minutes. For Jess, 30 minutes represented 10 % with her dress going to 70 % opacity. After an hour without stimulation, she would be at 60 %, and she was rightfully worried about the fabric being just a sheer negligee by that point.

She turned her wrist with the vibrations going as high as she would dare. There was no playing it safely or she would just end up teasing herself without it even counting.

"Miss Seins, are you having trouble with the exercise?"

Mr Handsome was looking straight into her eyes.

"No, I mean yes, I am sorry."

The tall teacher walked to stand behind her and look at her screen with an empty code editor. Jess started biting her lip; she didn't risk to start turning her wrist. With him standing behind her, she couldn't know where he was looking.

He began explaining something about differentiation with forward and backward methods while she was controlling her muscles to prevent them from twitching. It felt like her whole pussy was pulsing with a steady flow of her juices pushed out with every involuntary tremble of her walls that kept squeezing out spunk from a dick which wasn't there.

With shaking hands, her fingers typed "import torch" and then "class MyReLU(torch.autograd.Function):"

That seemed to satisfy the teacher, who turned to walk away to another student trying to get his attention.

Jess turned her wrist quickly to turn off the vibrations. She breathed for a few moments and scanned the exercises on the computer, then she grabbed her phone and glasses to excuse herself from the room silently. She left her purse on the table to make it obvious that she would be back.

Suzi turned and watched her leave. All the men in the room were watching her even though no one said a word. They were probably worried that if anyone spoke up, they would break the spell. Few even put their smartglasses on to record her.

When the door opened after about 15 minutes, Suzi couldn't tell if the black clothing was any less opaque. Jess had her hands crossed over her chest, and she was trying too hard to look like everything was ok. While she walked, the outlines of her legs were clearly visible, and Suzi squinted; she could see a small patch of black hair between the girl's shaky legs.

Jess sat down and put her phone and glasses away. Surprisingly, her hands began typing code on the school computer while ignoring the eyes of everyone in the room. For the last fifteen minutes, Jess quickly searched for a solution to the exercises on her phone in the bathroom.

Hopefully, her strategy would work. Her posture behind the computer looked carefree, and the rare movements of her wrist looked confidently intentional.

Sitting next to her, Suzi still noticed tremors in the girl's body whenever she was getting too close.

Students were supposed to leave once they finished with the computer AI auto-approving their assignments. Soon, Suzi left as well, and Jess ended up being last with just her and Mr Handsome now sitting behind the teacher's desk. From his position, he had a clear view of her.

She was stuck at the last exercise, and he was just sitting and watching her. He was wearing his own smart glasses, making it look like he was doing something on his phone.

Without her own phone and glasses, Jess had no way to check the exact opacity, but just looking down, she saw it went down significantly. Due to the size of her breasts, it wasn't possible for the fabric not to stretch around them, which meant that even every mole on them was now visible. It was fairly inevitable that he could smell her arousal as well as see it. She didn't feel capable of being more embarrassed or humiliated. Mr Handsome was going to think of her as the biggest slut he had ever seen.

Resigned, she sat there without turning her wrist anymore, in the hope that her mind would clear enough to come up with the final solution.

"Miss Seins, I cannot help but notice that you have finished working. Are you done with your exercise?"

Jess was startled by the voice suddenly cutting through the silence of the room.

Mr Handsome shifted and stood up to walk towards her. She could not help but admire his body. All the guys in her year were unkempt, smelly beings who were either completely skinny or fully obese. But the man coming to her was tall and strong. She always fantasised about men who would have the strength to just grab her and not let her go until they were completely done with her.

"Oh my god," she thought as he walked up to her. Jess hadn't noticed before, but now she was 100 % sure there was an undeniable bulge in his pants. It looked thick.

He asked twice before she registered him asking a question. He didn't get to ask a third time because, as the coward she was, she just grabbed her things and left the room with only a shining computer and a wet spot on a chair left behind.