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Chapter 12 by holahola202 holahola202

What do you choose?

Good News and Bad News

After thinking for awhile, you finally start to write down Laura's scores. She dresses herself and sits on the nearby counter. You see that she's wearing a tight t-shirt that reveals most of her tits with a push-up bra and short shorts, but you also note her baggy sweatpants and jacket near her backpack. Deciding to test something out, you add some ratings and comments. A few minutes later, you finish and hand her the scores while saying, "You did okay overall, but there were a few things you can improve on and an oddity or two."

"Oh, okay," she responds hesitantly, taking the report.


Name: Laura Age: 20Attractiveness: 7/10

Breasts: 6.5/10

Mouth: 5/10 - Oral Proficiency: __/10

Vagina: 7/10 - Vaginal Proficiency: __/10

Ass: 6/10 - Anal Proficiency: __/10

Handjob Proficiency: __/10

Vocalization: 2/10

Submissiveness: 8/10

Sexy Outfit Selection: 10/10

Other Outfit Selection: 1/10

Fuckability: 3/10

Additional Notes: Laura's ability for outfit selection is different depending on the type of outfit. When she tries to pick something that will make her look as sexy and revealed as possible, she's great. In fact, when she's so good at it that her Attractiveness, Breasts, Ass, and Fuckability increase to 10/10 when she chooses and wears sexy clothing. However, she's so bad at any other outfit selection that they all drop to 2/10 when she wears anything else. Vocalization can be increased by using more curse words and sexual innuendos.

Inspector's Signature: John Doe


Laura finishes reading her scores and comments, then looks somewhat demurely at the ground. Finally, she says, "Well, thanks. I'm glad I'm at least above average in most things. I'll work on vocalizat- erm, I mean, I'll fucking work that damn vocalization score with my mouth and tongue, sir. And, um, I didn't know I was so goddamn bad at picking outfits, but given everything on here I'll probably just like a fucking sexy slut."

The fact that she will likely dress sexily makes you smile internally. You tenderly put your hand on her shoulder and say, "Good, I'm glad to hear you're okay with everything."

She nods, then says, "So, do you think you'll ever be able to retest me?"

"I hope so," you say absentmindedly.

"Good," she says quietly. Laura leaves to go to her backpack, and you watch as she leaves her jacket and sweats behind. Smiling, you see other students staring at her in awe and pure arousal as she walks out confidently in her sexual attire. You may have overdone it, but you don't exactly care. It doesn't seem as if it will ultimately matter to you.

You start to think about what to do next. The idea of staying at the school, and perhaps even the library, to test more coeds is at the forefront of your mind. You consider leaving, though, and testing people at other places and seeing where else you can get into.

As you think, you notice Ms. Harrison talking to a male student angrily. You walk over, curious, and hear her venomously whispering, "Get out of here! You're being too loud."

The student scoffs and says, "No I'm not, you know that."

"No, you are," she responds rather earnestly.

The student just laughs and says, "Nice one Ms. H, you're a riot. You should check on things somewhere else though, I'm pretty happy here."

You realize that your comment is working as you intended and smile as Ms. Harrison realizes it too. Finally, she walks away in a huff. You catch her as she blows by and say, "Hey, are you okay?"

She nods, then says, "Yeah, I'm just too submissive, you know? It's weird though, because I definitely felt as if I disagreed with the student. Maybe no one is really submissive I guess, or perhaps I just don't realize how submissive I am." She pauses for a moment, then quietly says, "Yeah, I think that's it."

At first, the idea that she could think no one is submissive catches your attention. You resolve to make sure that you rate that appropriately in the future so standards don't change too dramatically. Her attitude seems about right to you, though, so you simply say, "Yeah, probably. I'm sorry, but I really have to go. Have a good rest of your day though."

"Oh, of course. You too."

You walk out, taking in the school buildings and the planted trees swaying slightly in the wind, and make up your mind about what to do next.

What did you decide?

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