She passes with flying colors.

The next ten minutes qualify, Nat is pretty sure, as **** under some kind of international law. Hwang's fingers on her labia and clit are remarkably skilled, and with the artificial semen making her extra warm and responsive to his ministrations, she can feel herself getting soaked under his hand. The electric shocks delivered by the device on her nipples keep growing in intensity and duration, making her writhe and preventing her from getting too lost in her pleasure but seeming to leave her more and more sensitive. The timer seems to tick down impossibly slowly. But tick down it does.

"Come on, slut," Hwang growls in her ear as he rubs her clit, feather-light touch sending waves of tingling, hot pleasure through her. "Cum for me! Just let go...be the fucktoy you were born to be..."

Nat whimpers an incoherent rebuttal, then lets out a gasping sob as the device between her breasts beeps. Hwang pulls his hand away and Natalie writhes as she's jolted with the longest, most painful shocks yet. Somehow, though, her whole chest area is inflamed with heat, her body tingling with pleasure. It feels almost as though someone has been sucking on her nipples. A bit violently, but still.

"Not bad, you little tease," Hwang mutters. "E-stim level 10 complete," he announces. Through the haze of her absorbing pleasure, Nat can see that the timer has passed the one-minute mark. Almost...there.... "Proceeding to final level of stimulation."

What...? Nat doesn't have time to think anything else before Hwang reaches up with his free hand and, working deftly, unclips both clamps from her nipples, dropping the device on his desk.

"AaaaaAAAHH!" Natalie lets out a gasping moan as blood - and heat, and pleasure - floods back into her sore, numb, shocked nipples. She gasps, feeling a haze of pleasure mingled with tingling pain overwhelm her brain. Tears leak from her eyes as she closes them, trying to process without tipping over the edge into an orgasm. N-No...gotta...stay... She whimpers as she feels Hwang's fingers on her clit again.

"Come on, slut. Give in. Break for me," he murmurs, his breath hot against her ear, and Natalie moans pathetically. It would...it would be so easy to...

Suddenly there's a loud, repeated beeping, and suddenly Hwang's hand is gone. Nat gasps at the sudden lack of stimulation as he steps away from her, clicks something, and silences the beeping. She pants, bound in her seat, as she starts to come down from the edge of an orgasm and regain her bearings. What is he...why did he...?

"Well done, Natalie - excuse me, slut Pierce. Your SPE is complete," Hwang says formally. Natalie gasps, blinking away her tears as she looks around the room, dazed. "Look at the camera and say thank you."

"W-What? ...oh...th-thank you," Natalie pants as she finds the camera and stares, shell-shocked, into its dark lens.

"You're quite welcome, slut. Recording complete." Hwang presses a button and the red light blinks off. He smiles at Nat, seeming genuinely quite cheery. "Good job, Natalie! Better than I expected, honestly. That should make for quite a high score!"

"Oh...th-thanks...I guess..." Nat pants. Hwang bends down and undoes her handcuffs, leaving Natalie free to pull her arms back in front of her and gently massage the stiffness out of her wrists. He heads back to his desk and begins typing rapidly on his keyboard.

"Yep, looks like a pretty good result. I don't know what schools you're applying to, but most would be pretty impressed by that. For a girl, you've got some decent executive functioning!" He chuckles as Nat's lips twist slightly. I guess it is true that girls score worse on that... He continues, unaware: "Now, I'll write up the results of these and put a good word into your file to boot. But if what I'm seeing here is accurate, it looks like you don't have any extra-curricular activities?"

"Um...no," Nat admits. "I've just never really...picked them up."

"Well, I'd suggest you get one or two under your belt, if you can," Hwang tells her. "Colleges like to see that you're well-rounded - not just a good student and able to resist the siren song of the penis, but that you've got interests and so on as well. Show's that a girl's more than just a brain and a cunt, you know? Well, that and a good set of tits. Yours are very nice, by the way."

"Um, thanks." Nat blushes. "Can I, uh...get dressed now?"

"Hm? Oh, sure, I guess. Anyway - like I said, consider an extra-curricular, will you? It will help your odds, and a lot of the student orgs are bound to be recruiting now. Still the start of the year."

"Ok. I'll do that. Thanks..." Nat says as she {if Prude_Clothes=true}fastens her bra and begins to pull her blouse back on{elseif Normal_Clothes=true}buttons her shirt up over her bra and looks around for her shorts{elseif Slut_Clothes=true}shimmies her dress back on over her head{endif}. "Any particular things I should look out for?"

"Nah," Hwang says. "Just pick something you think you'll be decent at. They like that." He glances over her as she finishes dressing and clears his throat. "You know, uh...conducting that test always leads me with a bit of a hard-on. Don't suppose you'd be willing to take care of that for me?"

"Um...I...shouldn't I be getting back to class?" Nat asks weakly.

"Eh, you're right. Besides, don't want to risk a rare functioning female brain to FES, huh? Go on, head back to class. I'll just use the next girl, she probably isn't as smart as you." Hwang nods. "You can go. Tell her to come in, if she's out there."

"Ok. Um...thank you," Natalie murmurs, butterflies in her stomach.

"You're welcome. I like to see a young woman with a sense of purpose." Hwang gives her a firm nod, then clicks a few buttons on his computer. "Oh, yeah, next one's got a C average. I'm totally fine. See you around, Natalie."

"Ok. See you...around." Natalie swallows and turns, slowly exiting the room. That was...so surreal. Did I really take that...bizarre "test?" And did I...pass? I guess...I did! Wow...

There's a girl sitting in the waiting area, putting lipstick on. "Um, he says...you can go in," Nat tells her hesitantly.

"Ok. Thanks!" the girl says. She heads into Hwang's office. Nat lingers, just a moment, as the door closes.

"Hannah Bell?" she hears Hwang ask.

"Yeah, that's me. I'm really - oh, uh?"

"Come on, get on your knees. I've already figured out what you're good at, and from your grades and that lipstick I'm guessing you have to. Go on, open up!"

"Oh, but I didn't - I wasn't going to - mmph! Glurk! Mmmm..." Natalie shudders, a frisson of {if Sluttery>30}pleasure mingled with {endif}horror running through her as she hears the moaning and lewd **** noises coming through the door. She hurries away. Well, I guess that could have gone a lot worse...at least I passed the test! Now I just have to find an extra-curricular...