A girls grace

You look over the lessons, all of the m seemingly over sexualized to an **** degree. Though you might as well choose one of them before the leaders of this cult decides that it would just be easier to brainwash you and turn you into a slut. After all, it still appears that you have your superior intellect and you just need some time to find a way out of this.

You press a button with your nose as your arms and legs has been cuffed to the chair you are sitting on. Surprisingly it is rather easy to do so and you hit your selection in the first go, and instantly the room seems to shift. The little cubicle that you had been sitting in shimmering and you can't help but realize that they are giant screens projecting whatever the folks in charge want. It soon becomes clear to you that what they are projecting now is actually a much larger classroom.

You see as the newly created door to the classroom swings open and a raven haired woman steps into the room. She looks great in what you only can assume is a dress up meant to reflect a strict teacher, though the tightness, that is clearly showing off her heavy breasts as well as nipples, isn't anything your old teachers used to wear.

"Hello there subject 53x, also designated 'Bunny', i am ALMA, also known as Artificial Learning and Masturbation Assistant. I will be your teacher throughout any lesson that you choose." Her voice is Robotic and weird as she speaks. For a moment you wonder how one can make such a perfect body and not outfit it with a more human voice. This is till you remember that what you are actually seeing is just an image on a screen.