You chose to remain silent about the shameful incident... You will try to solve the problem yourself.

Peter quickly packed his things and went to lectures at college.

He also tried to hurry you, but you justified your slowness by the fact that your body was weakened after a recent illness.

Your roommate did not wait for you and left the room of the student dormitory.

"I need new women's panties! Peter will probably check tonight whether I am wearing panties... In order not to talk about my night shame - I must come up with something..." - you think.

After waiting a little time, you went to the laundry room of the student dormitory, which was located in a separate small building, which was between the building of the women's student dormitory and the building of the men's student dormitory.

Your lacy women's panties of a light pinkish shade were completely stained with your sperm due to such a bright and exciting night's sleep...

And a certain plan arose in your head on how to fix the situation.

You hid this incriminating item of clothing among your other things that needed washing.

Arriving at the laundry room, you handed the bag with your things to the laundry woman and asked when you could pick up the things.

"Come tomorrow evening, guy..." - answered a tired-looking and grumpy elderly woman.

She was clearly not paying attention and you easily managed to take advantage of this...

She probably went to the toilet when you entered the utility room where the already washed clothes were stored.

Your gaze immediately noticed bags with women's clothing and underwear in the far corner of the room...

Running closer, you quickly pulled out several items of underwear from the nearest bag: black women's thongs, women's lace tights, a women's black bra.

Obviously, in your haste, you took more things than you needed.

This was your first theft...

Your mind was seized with fear - that's why you were in a hurry.

You hid these three items of women's clothing, putting them in your bosom and hiding them behind the fabric of your T-shirt.

Then you left the laundry building and returned to your student dorm room.

Well, it was time to try on clothes...

The fabric of the black women's thong felt unusual on the skin of your plump bottom...

But these sensations would be completely incorrect to call unpleasant...

Also, on your body now is your lacy women's bra of a light pinkish shade.

You hid the rest of the stolen items of women's underwear in a small cardboard box under your bed.

Then you went to lectures at college.

Of course, you were a little late (after all, you wasted time on your "thieving escapade").

However, the teacher was distracted by a notation on a careless student who had not properly absorbed the material of the previous lectures.

So you managed to slip unnoticed into the classroom and take your seat.

Hours of boring lectures dragged on slowly one after another...

You tried to concentrate on the words of the teachers and carefully take written notes.

However, as time went on, you began to feel more and more strongly a certain new effect that had recently become an integral aspect of your life.

Flat chastity cage.

The cooling sensation of the miniature metal parts of this device, which since yesterday had been constantly affecting one of the most delicate and sensitive points of your body.

In the morning, this sensation did not bother you much. You were distracted by the need to find new panties.

However, towards the middle of the day, for some reason, this strange sensation began to combine with a stream of sexually arousing thoughts.

You recalled one after another the obscene scenes that you and Peter were **** to do in front of the viewers of the streams.

Sucking a dildo...

Mutual handjob...

Licking cum...

In addition, numerous images of depraved porn videos that you had seen on the Internet "flashed" in your mind.

By the end of the lectures (approximately around 4:00 PM), the level of your sexual arousal was extremely high.

Lustful fantasies about stunningly beautiful porn actresses filled your consciousness.

It seemed that years of regularly watching porn on the Internet did not pass without a trace. And a certain addiction formed in your psyche.

Watching porn and masturbating...

Watching porn and masturbating...

And so several times a day...

For many years now...

Now you really want to jerk off...

Alas, your tiny cocklet is wearing a very small metal device that prevents penis masturbation.

After lectures, you quickly ate in the student cafeteria.

Then, having hurried down the corridor, you went to the toilet.

Having locked yourself in the toilet stall and taken off your pants, you sat down on the toilet.

The narrow silk fabric of a women's thong is pulled down...

You piss...

Well, now you have to pee only while sitting.

Like a girl.

"So humiliating..." - you think.

Your gaze dejectedly stared at your so-called "male genital organ".

The pathetic, extremely small pseudo-penis now looked absolutely insignificant, being squeezed by a miniature metal device.

This funny weewee is now almost completely unnoticeable.

Two small testicles also look like a laughing stock, like a parody of true masculinity.

From impotence and a passionate desire to jerk off, you almost start crying.

You really want to "drop" sexual tension and cum.

But how do you do it?

Will you try to come up with some way yourself - right now in this dirty toilet?

Or will you try to take control of your feelings, come to your student dorm room and solve the problem there (possibly with Peter's help)?