Chapter 10: Approval and Submission

The lecture hall hummed with anticipation when Alex arrived the following week. The transformed students occupied their seats, their enhanced bodies barely contained by scraps of fabric that passed for clothing. Their piercings glinted under the warm lights, the remote-controlled devices keeping them in a constant state of needy arousal.

Professor Harper stood at the front of the room, her pornstar figure displayed in strappy red lingerie that matched her glossy red lips. Her massive breasts strained against the lace, her silver-streaked black hair styled in glamorous waves around her face. She held her teaching remote in one hand and a stack of papers in the other.

Kayla walked beside Alex, her hand clutching his arm possessively. Her own enhanced body was wrapped in a sheer pink dress that left nothing to the imagination—her enormous nipples clearly visible through the thin fabric, the curves of her newly-plump pussy outlined beneath the hem. She had been insatiable all week, begging for his attention at every opportunity. He had granted her plenty.

"Good morning, class," Professor Harper announced as Alex took his seat in the front row. "Today is our practical examination on identity reformation. I hope you've all completed your paperwork and selected appropriate names."

A murmur of eager agreement rippled through the room. The transformed students shifted in their cushioned seats, their thighs pressing together, their enhanced breasts rising and falling with quickened breath. They were **** to please—to prove themselves worthy of their new existence.

"Before we begin the presentations," Professor Harper continued, "I'd like to remind everyone of the naming criteria. Your chosen name should be degrading, memorable, and clearly communicate your purpose as a pleasure doll. Names like Cumslut, Fuckhole, Bimbo, Tits, or variations thereof are acceptable. Avoid anything too subtle—a man should hear your name and immediately understand what you're for."

She turned to Alex, her heavily-lidded eyes bright with anticipation. "Alex, would you do the honors of adjudicating today's examination? Your approval is essential to the transformation process."

Alex felt his ring pulse warm against his finger. The power thrummed through him, intoxicating and complete. "I'd be happy to, Professor."

"Excellent." She pressed a button on her remote, and a low moan echoed through the room as the piercings intensified their stimulation. "Class, you may begin preparing for your presentations. Remove all clothing and form a line along the left wall. When called, approach the front, state your new name, and explain your choice. Alex will either approve your selection or assign you something more appropriate."

The room erupted into motion. The transformed students rose from their seats, their movements graceful despite their arousal. They began removing their minimal garments—tiny tops pulled over massive breasts, microscopic skirts slid down wide hips. Naked bodies filled the space, their enhanced forms displayed without shame or hesitation.

Alex watched them line up along the wall, his cock hardening at the sight. Dozens of transformed women stood in a row, their massive tits standing high and round on their chests, their wet pussies glistening between spread thighs. Their faces were vacant and eager, their eyes fixed on him with **** devotion.

Professor Harper approached his chair, her hips swaying with each step. She lowered herself to her knees beside him, her massive breasts pressing against his leg. "While the students prepare, I'll ensure you're properly serviced during the examination. It's important that you remain relaxed and focused."

Her skilled fingers worked his zipper, freeing his hard cock from his pants. She wrapped her warm hand around his shaft, stroking slowly as she turned to face the line of waiting students.

"First presenter," Professor Harper called out, her voice steady despite her own obvious arousal. "Step forward and state your name."

The first transformed student walked toward the front of the room. She had been a slender brunette with sharp eyes, but now she was a curvy blonde with cascading platinum waves and enormous round breasts. Her hips had widened, her lips had plumped, and her skin glowed with artificial perfection.

She stopped in front of Alex and dropped to her knees, her thighs spreading wide as she presented her body. Her massive tits jutted forward, her hard nipples pointing at him like invitation.

"My name is Bimbette," she announced, her voice breathy and vacant. "I chose it because it sounds like bimbo and baby—I want men to think of me as a silly, helpless little thing that needs their guidance. My only purpose is to look pretty and take cock wherever you want to put it."

Alex studied her transformed form, his ring warming as he considered her choice. Professor Harper continued stroking his cock, her tongue occasionally darting out to taste the precum that had gathered at the tip.

"Bimbette," he repeated, testing the name. "It's acceptable. Approved."

The blonde clapped her hands, her massive tits bouncing with the motion. "Thank you, Alex! Thank you for letting me be Bimbette!"

She scampered to the side, taking her place near the wall as the next student approached.

Professor Harper leaned forward and licked the length of Alex's cock, her skilled tongue tracing every ridge and vein. She swirled around the head, collecting the precum, before pulling back to call the next presenter.

A petite Asian girl stepped forward, her jet-black hair in long sleek layers. Her enhanced breasts looked impossibly large on her small frame, her tiny waist accentuating their size. She wore nothing but a collar around her neck and a piercing through her clit.

She knelt and spread her thighs, her wet pussy dripping onto the floor beneath her.

"My name is Sukie," she said, her voice soft and submissive. "With a 'u'—like 'sucky.' I want everyone who hears my name to know that my mouth is always available. I'm best at oral service, and I take pride in my technique. I want men to use my throat whenever they need relief."

Alex nodded slowly. "Sukie. Approved."

She bowed her head, her sleek hair falling forward. "Thank you for letting me serve, Alex."

Professor Harper took Alex's cock deeper into her mouth as the next student approached. Her warm, wet throat contracted around him, her experienced tongue working his shaft while she maintained her composure enough to call the presentations.

The line continued. Each transformed student approached, knelt, and presented her chosen name.

A tall redhead with massive tits and a tiny waist stepped forward. "My name is Red," she announced, her voice husky. "Because when men see my hair, they know I'm a hot little piece of ass that needs to be fucked. I chose it because it's simple—one syllable, easy to remember when you're pounding into me."

Alex considered for a moment. "Red is too generic. It doesn't communicate your purpose clearly enough." He felt his ring pulse as he made his decision. "Your new name is Ginger-Snatch. It keeps your hair color but adds the important part—your snatch is always available."

Her face lit up with vacant joy. "Ginger-Snatch! I love it! Thank you, Alex!"

A curvy brunette with enormous natural-looking breasts approached next. Her wide hips and plump lips made her look like a fertility goddess brought to life.

"My name is Breeder," she said, her voice thick with arousal. "Because my body was made to be filled. I want to be bred constantly—to have cum inside me at all times. My hips and tits are designed for making babies, and I crave nothing more than to be a constant vessel for male pleasure."

Alex nodded. "Approved. Breeder suits you perfectly."

Professor Harper bobbed her head faster, her throat tight around Alex's cock. She moaned softly, the vibration adding to his pleasure as she maintained the rhythm of her oral service.

The next student was a transformed blonde whose enhanced breasts were among the largest in the class. They defied gravity, standing high and round on her chest despite their massive size.

"My name is Tittiefuck," she announced, cupping her enormous mounds and pressing them together. "Because these are my best feature, and I want men to slide their cocks between them whenever they want. My chest exists for tit-fucking—nothing makes me happier than feeling cum splash across my breasts."

Alex smiled. "Creative and descriptive. Approved."

A slender girl with dirty-blonde hair and a perfectly enhanced figure knelt next. Her massive breasts looked slightly smaller than some of the others, but her lips were noticeably plumper.

"My name is Lollie," she said, batting her eyes. "Like a lollipop—because my mouth was made for sucking. I want men to think of candy when they see me—sweet and delicious, something to lick and enjoy."

Alex nodded. "Approved. Lollie suits you."

Professor Harper pulled back momentarily, catching her breath as she stroked Alex's slick cock. "Next presenter," she called, before taking him deep again.

A curvaceous girl with dark hair and a generous figure approached. Her enhanced breasts and hips gave her an hourglass shape that drew every eye in the room.

"My name is Cushion," she said, her voice soft. "Because my body was made for cushioning men when they fuck me. My soft tits, my wide hips, my thick thighs—they're all designed to make penetration comfortable and pleasurable. I'm a human mattress for male satisfaction."

Alex approved, and the line continued.

There were names like Juggs, who chose her name because her massive tits were her defining feature. Cuntney, who wanted her name to remind everyone what part of her was most important. Sluttina, who combined slut and Tina into something degrading yet feminine. Hole-a, who wanted men to know she was nothing but a collection of orifices.

Each name was presented with pride, each transformed student delighted to be seen and approved. Alex rejected a few—changing Sarah to Slut-snack, modifying Pickles to Pink-parts, renaming Dolly to Dick-doll. Each rejection was accepted with gratitude, the transformed students simply happy to have their proper names assigned.

Professor Harper continued her oral service throughout, her technique flawless despite the extended duration. She varied her rhythm—slow and teasing, then fast and hungry—keeping Alex on edge while still allowing him to focus on the presentations.

Kayla watched from her seat beside Alex, her hand between her thighs as she stroked her dripping pussy. Her massive tits heaved with each breath, her nipples hard and exposed through the sheer fabric of her dress. She was **** to be called, to present herself, to earn approval.

"Next presenter," Professor Harper managed, her voice slightly muffled around Alex's cock.

Suckie—the blonde who had been renamed in the previous class—stepped forward. She had already been approved, already transformed, but she wanted to present herself formally. She knelt and spread her thighs, her massive breasts thrust forward, her wet pussy on display.

"My name is Suckie," she announced proudly. "Approved last week by Alex. I exist for oral service, and I take pride in my technique. I've been practicing daily, and I'm ready to serve any man who needs my mouth."

Alex nodded. "You've served well, Suckie. Continue your training."

Hole-lee followed, her petite frame and enormous breasts creating an impossibly fuckable silhouette. "My name is Hole-lee. Approved last week. I'm a collection of holes for male pleasure, and I'm grateful every time I'm used."

Professor Harper intensified her suction, sensing Alex's approaching climax. She took him deep into her throat, her tongue working the underside of his shaft as she swallowed around him.

The final presenter approached—a tall transformed student with flowing black hair and a figure that rivaled any pornstar. Her enhanced breasts were perfect and round, her waist tiny, her hips wide and welcoming.

She knelt and spread her thighs, her wet pussy dripping onto the floor.

"My name is Target," she said, her voice confident despite her vacant expression. "Because I want men to aim for me—to shoot their cum wherever they please. My body is a bullseye for male pleasure, and I crave being marked by their release."

Alex groaned, his cock throbbing in Professor Harper's mouth. The combination of the presentations and her skilled oral service had pushed him to the edge.

"Approved," he managed, his voice tight with building pleasure.

Professor Harper pulled back slightly, stroking his shaft rapidly as she looked up at him. "Cum for me, Alex. Mark my face—show the class what it means to properly reward a pleasure doll."

She opened her mouth, extending her tongue, her massive tits pressed together between her arms as she worked his cock.

Alex erupted, thick ropes of cum splashing across Professor Harper's face—her cheeks, her nose, her waiting tongue. She moaned with satisfaction, her eyes closing in bliss as he marked her.

The transformed students watched with rapt attention, their own arousal reaching a fever pitch. The piercings buzzed relentlessly, keeping them wet and wanting.

When Alex finished, Professor Harper carefully cleaned his cock with her tongue, swallowing every trace of his release. She then used her fingers to collect the cum from her face, licking them clean with obvious pleasure.

"Excellent work, everyone," she announced to the class. "All name choices have been approved. Your new identities are now official. By tomorrow, all university records will reflect your proper names—no more pretending to be something you're not."

She rose gracefully to her feet, her cum-splattered face glowing with satisfaction. "Next week, we'll begin partner training. Bring your assigned users, or request one from the volunteer pool. Class dismissed."

The transformed students rose from their positions, their naked bodies moving toward their scattered clothes. Several remained in their seats, too aroused to move—their hands between their thighs, their massive tits bouncing with quickened breath.

Alex stood, his ring warm with power. Kayla pressed against him immediately, her enhanced body soft and ****.

"Alex," she breathed, her voice needy. "I want to present too. I want a new name. Please, let me be yours completely."

He cupped her face, feeling the **** need radiating from her. She had been his first transformed doll—his most devoted servant. She deserved recognition.

"Your name is Kayla-slut," he decided, feeling the ring pulse. "It keeps your identity while making your purpose clear. You belong to me, and your body exists for my pleasure."

She shuddered with ecstasy, her massive tits pressing harder against his chest. "Thank you, Alex. Thank you for making me yours."

He took her hand and walked toward the exit, passing the line of naked, newly-named students. They watched him with vacant devotion, their enhanced bodies displayed for his appreciation.

This was his world now. His to shape, his to enjoy.

And the best part—he was only getting started.