Your uniform

Already dressed and in the kitchen, you finished making breakfast for Marcia and Daddy, setting the plates on the dinner table as Marcia came in.

"So... is it Alex or Alexa?" She said, leaning on the door frame.

"What?" You ask.

"Your name, Alex, i want to know how deep goes Daddy's mental suggestions" she sighed

"Ok?, to start with i decided that i wanted to be called Alexa and Daddy would never 'brainwash' me, i mean, why would he and most importantly how?" After all it was imposible that Daddy manipulated your mind into loving him without noticing right?... right?.

"Alex!, your shitty parents didn't give you an order against following others orders and knowing my kind and caring Daddy he must have felt bad leaving a kind hearted femboy like you so alone and so suceptible to orders." Her words leaved her mouth with contempt.

When you tried to think about the meaning of Marcia's words your head started to hurt "Why does-".

"Tell me another thing Alexa, when did you met Daddy" The pain in your head only got worse when you tried to think of it "and since when di-"

"Stop talking right now Marcia!" Daddy moved towards you and embraced you from behind, Marcia meanwhile was, true to Daddy's word, silent. "I am so sorry sweetheart, are you alright?, why don't we sit down for a bit and eat your delicious breakfast." Daddy's presence made the pain in your head go away and just focus on him. "You don't have to think about that all that matters is the now".

"Yes, you are right Dadd-"

*Thump*

Marcia hit the table with a spoon while moving the mouth.

"Right!, sorry Marcy, you can talk now, but you will only refer to Alex as Alexa and i don't want you asking anything about yesterday or about me to Alexa, understood?. At Marcia's nod he continued to eat the breakfast. "Now let's eat, you two have to go to high school and i have to work".

After that a perpetual silence lasted until you and Marcia were dropped in front of the high school, were the P.E teachers were examinating the correct use of the uniform, that being a fancy way of calling rows of femboys and men dropping their shorts so they could see the buttplug, not that you disliked it.

"Ah before i forget, Alexa you have to obey what your teachers and superiors tell you, alright?"

"Yes Daddy!" You answer as he went off to work. Getting on the line, your dick got semi-hard at the prospect of showing your ass to a teacher without any consequence, whereas in your old world it would cost you a detention and the posibility of being expelled.

"Next!" Your turn finally came, you were starting to pull down your shorts but stop midway, you couldn't remember if you put in the butt plug, well no point in delaying the inevitable, you pulled down your shorts to your ankles and wait for an answer.