Pfucher University

"Excellent!" Pep says, taking the signed form and collating it with the rest of her application. "You'll be starting at Pfucher University on Monday, but it will be up to you to get there by then. You'll need something to wear."

Pep roots through the drawers of his desk and pulls out a shiny silver buttplug, along with a clear dildo that appears hollow and covered in tiny holes. Scarlett Johansson picks up each and pushes the obvious button on the end, expecting them to vibrate, but they blink a small red light at her. She looks up at him in bewilderment.

"Those belonged to my last collar, but the school should be issuing you a new set, so I'll just have them delivered to me instead." He says. Scarlett grimaces at the used toys, knowing she'll be expected to use them. "They might arrest you if you don't at least have that plug in, but now might be a perfect time to try out your new dose extractor."

"Dose extractor?" Scarlett asks, looking at the strange glass tube. Pepsi looks at her expectantly, and she's long past asking questions at this point, so she rolls her eyes slightly and begins spreading her legs on the chair. The dildo slides in easily from all her natural lubrication and the copious cum left inside her from losing her virginity moments ago, but the lingering effects of the water make her slightly excited to try it anyway.

Scarlett pushes the button again, still expecting it to vibrate, but instead feels an uncomfortable suction from the inside as the dose is collected into the extractor. She slowly removes it once the light blinks green and inspects the filled dildo, now swirling with white. She blinks at it in shock.

"The extractor is designed to filter out any... ahem... unwanted fluids from your medicinal dose, so that it's perfectly safe and drinkable. Go ahead! That one's on the house."

Scarlett Johansson can't quite believe any of this, but the strange machine seems to have done the job exactly as advertised, with no streaks of red clouding the mixture from her torn hymen. She closes her eyes in a tight grimace as she pops the top off and gulps down the contents, trying to taste as little as possible. Is this really going to be life now?

"Good!" Pepsi says, happily watching Scarlett finish **** down his cum. "Now go ahead and get dressed."

He nudges the silver plug at her and she glares at the dry, used toy she's clearly expected to stuff into her virgin asshole. "Do I have to?"

"The collars have the same function, but you'll have to wear that until you get one. Go on, now." Pep is looking at his watch and appears to want to kick her out anyway, so she gets to work spitting on the thing and trying to work it inside. She stands bent over his desk, awkwardly trying to penetrate her own rear hole while yelping and whining.

"Need some help?" Pep asks, walking around the desk and pushing the plug into position without waiting for an answer. She makes an even louder yelp as she feels distinctly like she's shitting herself, a feeling that only gets worse as he turns the buttplug on. A creeping clear liquid from inside the toy clings to every curve of her body, moving quickly to around her front and coating her breasts, as well as down her legs and over her bare pussy while she squirms with surprise.

Scarlett Johansson gasps in fear as the liquid moves high up her neck, worried it will cover her face and suffocate her, but the goo stops at a sharp line just below her head. Her entire body is enveloped within seconds, leaving her glistening in the light as though completely covered in baby oil. The goop quickly hardens, making it feel as though she is wrapped entirely in a breathable plastic coating, keeping her body temperature regulated at a comfortable level, as though she's wearing clothes; yet when she looks down she appears entirely naked and covered in oil. The underside of her bare feet even get an extra thick coating, as though she's wearing shoes.

Before Scarlett can get accustomed to moving around in her new custom skintight outfit, Pep grabs her plastic wrapped breasts roughly and begins tearing at the fresh cellophane, pulling her tits out through the holes. He does the same to the covering over her pussy, spreading her roughly before pushing the empty extractor inside. She yelps with surpise. "Now watch this."

He pushes the button on her plug again and the plastic instantly re-liquefies, quickly doing the same process in reverse, retracting back into the toy in her rear. When Pepsi turns it on again, recoating her in the creeping goo, the holes he made are automatically repaired, as though nothing happened, and her new dose extractor is held firmly inside her natural pocket under the thin plastic coating.

"Alright, I need to get back to work." Pep says shortly, pushing her towards the door. "Sorry I won't be able to call you a cab, I don't have the virtue points for it." He looks forlornly at his safe, wishing he didn't have to avoid the conveniences of the future, just to escape corporate harassment. "But I guess I do owe you something, since I did take your virginity..."

Pepsi reaches into his wallet and pulls out two single dollar bills, handing them to the shocked Scarlett Johansson. "This seems more than fair, don't you think?"

"The bus station is two blocks over, to the right as you leave here. Ask for a ticket to Pfucher University, that should be more than enough to get you there and maybe something to eat on the way." Pepsi has her shoved out of his office before she can get out any of her many questions. "Good luck out there!"

He slams his door in her face and Scarlett Johansson stands in silence for a moment, holding the two dollars for her virginity, then turns towards the exit through the lobby. She's not being kidnapped? She's free to go? This is real?

She stumbles awkwardly towards the front door, attempting to get used to walking with toys penetrating both of her recently virgin holes, excited for college and what she might see outside.