Embarrass the academy's new guests

Minutes later, Janny, Jiggie, and Erica are lined up near the school's entrance. Janny has stripped down to a flower-print pair of yellow boyshorts, and is looking very self-conscious amid the smiles and words of approval from her passing classmates. Time and again, she and Erica need to take a paddle to the ass for trying to cover up. Jiggie, though she is blushing very hard, drinks up the attention with good humor, openly flirting with anyone who looks her way and squeezing her prodigious breasts together on request.

"That girl's going places," you remark to Destra.

The reason you've brought the initiates to the entrance walks in through the gates. She's a tall woman in a fine, black-and-purple gown that covers her eyes with a mystic hood. Trailing behind her are two rows of women in identical garb, all of them very well shaped, all of them completely composed and dignified. Yiantra greets them at the door, curtseying deeply before their leader.

"Girls," says Ilsa, "what you see before you is the Order of the Hooded Eye, a group of priestesses under Etherial, goddess of female modesty. So devoted are they to their goddess that they practice complete departure from the eyes of man. Those dresses they wear make them undetectable to anyone of the male sex. Yiantra asked them to come stay with us for a while to help her come up with a solution to Raider, and hide the full female student body from him."

A bunch of the girls laugh.

"I know, I know," says Ilsa. "As sure as I am that Raider would find some way to make all their pussies public domain, I thought it would be fun for us to help him out a bit. So, initiates, your challenge is this: Dump a vial of tickle spider eggs into the dresses of our guests so that they strip down to their underwear out in the dining hall!"