Alix Smith in her first year of college

Alix shifted in her seat, glancing up from time to time to look at the receptionist, who was still concentrating on her computer. To her sides were more seats, though there were only four other girls with her. Most of them seemed just as upset or worried as she was, but one of them seemed calm, even excited (or horny). She supposed that she was there willingly.

Despite being 19, she was a short girl, much shorter than most at her age, and that combined with her short shoulder-length red hair and her freckles, which filled her cheeks and nose, made her look like a little girl. Her boobs matched her height, being barely an AA cup, with small, pink nipples, also covered in freckles on top.

Her ass, though small, was heart-shaped, and relatively attractive to look at, or so she liked to believe, and her vagina was permanently laser-bald and smooth, a present from her mother for her 18th birthday. From her good girl appearance, she was not a virgin, at least not physically, since she had lost her virginity with a vibrator that she had managed to buy with her savings secretly from her parents.

She had looked forward to college, because despite loving her parents, she wanted to be independent from her, and that's what she was going to do. She managed to get in with a scholarship and got an apartment with two other roommates. However, when she had already settled and there was only one day left before the start of her classes, a letter arrived informing her that she had been chosen to be a Free Use Girl at her university during her stay, about 4 years. That was a real shock, her, a Free Use Girl? That was a nightmare come true. Despite her reservations, she knew she had to go, not doing so was a crime and severely punished (a shiver ran through her body as she imagined herself as one of the girls with their heads and wrists trapped and used over and over again in public squares).

After what seemed like an eternity, the door next to the reception area opened and a nurse came out with a clipboard in her hands.

"Alix Smith?"

Swallowing, she rose to her feet, causing the nurse to smile and motion for her to come with her. They walked through the corridors, passing through several doors, until they reached a large and clean room. In the center was a chair similar to those found in gynecologists, just below high-power lamps that were turned off at the time. To one side was a table with various objects, hidden by a white blanket, and by the door a chair.

"Please get undressed and put your clothes on the chair, once you're done sit down. Make sure you put your feet in the stirrups and your wrists in place."

Saying that, the nurse left, leaving Alix alone, who swallowed hard before beginning to slowly undress. Soon, she was left alone in her underwear, wondering if she should take it off too.