Someone was watching.

You start to walk out of the library, backpack in hand, when suddenly a large hand clamps over your mouth. You try to cry out, but the hand is pressed too tightly against you. The person's other arm wraps around your waist to hold you. You feel yourself being dragged, back to the corner of the library. You struggle, but this body is much weaker than your male one, and you are no match for the strong, male arms that are trapping you.

You hear a door open, and your captor drags you through the open doorway int he library corner into a small workroom, with a round plastic table in the center and several chairs around it. Your captor pushes you towards the corner of the study room, throws you down on the floor, and quickly closes and locks the exit before you have time to get up. As you rise, you see a figure closing the blinds over the windows. You can't quite make out your captor's face in the dim light, until he switches on the lights in the room and you gasp. It's you professor, Dr. Klein, the one who assigned you the paper you were supposed to be working on!

"Dr. Klein?!" you exclaim.

He turns to you, breathing heavily. "I saw you!" he yells. He points at you, finger shaking, his jaw slightly quivering. "I saw you turn from Jason into this girl. I know your secret!" his eyes are wild, his breathing ragged and uneven, but his tone of voice and the knowledge that he saw you transform fill you with fear. Hesitantly, you reach for the ring to pull it off. But when you do, nothing happens. You've pulled the ring completely off, but still your heart beats wildly in your small, feminine body. What the fuck! What the fuck! You can hardly think properly.

He grins manically. "Ring not working, eh?"

"No-what? What the hell are you talking about?" you ask.

"I know what's happening. I know about the rings! I thought they'd been lost forever though. My roommate and I, we found them on our first day, I think we were the first, but eventually we tried to get rid of them. I guess they made their way back somehow." He seems to be calming slightly, but you still can't be sure. "But none of that matters for you. What my roommate and I did was, we set up this room to stop the rings from being able to change anything. This room sucks all the power out of the rings. Now, you're stuck as a girl forever!"

Panicked thoughts rush through your mind. What would this mean for you? How could you live a normal life, as a girl who wasn't a girl who didn't legally exist?

"You're lying! What are you even saying? None of this makes any sense!" you shout at your professor. Dr. Klein just smiles.

"Believe me, baby girl, it does. To me, anyway. You see, I have a way of turning you back. But there's something I'm going to need from you first."

Baby girl??? "What is it? Money? I can pay you extra-"

Dr. Klein interrupts you with a laugh. "No, you stupid bitch, I don't need money. You know something I don't have, something I miss? When my roommate and I were girls, we became the hottest girls on the planet to some people. I miss fucking a girl that hot. You, though, the ring chose well, it made you absolutely stunning. The only way you're getting back to your regular body is if you submit to me, be my ****, and let me fuck you whenever I want, however I want."

_That's sick! _you think. This older man has locked you in a back room and is now demanding sex from you. You feel an awful knot begin to form deep in your stomach. You can see no way out, even though you hate the idea. But, the worst part, the part that scares you the most, is that on some level, deep down in your subconscious, the idea of being a sex **** is turning you on. You've only been a girl twice, and already you think you're a slut. But you can't help noticing Dr. Klein's body, the way that even at his age, past 50, he has kept himself in shape, muscular and lean, with close-cropped grey hair and a stubbly beard. You can feel the slightest amount of moisture begin to leak out of your pussy, even as you feel disgusted at the situation you find yourself in.

Dr. Klein smiles again. "Don't think I don't notice the way you're looking at me, the way your cheeks are ever so slightly reddening as you heat up from arousal. That's another side effect of the rings' transformations. Part of the reason we tried to get rid of them, eventually they were making us too slutty for our own good. The rings amplify sexual energy, the amount of pleasure you receive from sexual acts, and lowers the level of stimuli necessary for you to feel aroused."

The fact that your desires are apparently coming from the ring make you feel slightly better, but you are still thinking about this.

"How... how long would I, like, have to be, this, **** thingy, to be able to use the ring normally again?"

"That depends on how... good... you are," he whispers, a sinister look darkening his face.

"And what about my classes? My work and stuff? Not just your class but others?" you ask, **** to find some excuse, something to make him pause, something he doesn't already have figured out.

"Ha, believe me, that won't be a problem. If you please me well, I'll give you a good grade on my paper. With your other classes, you'll just have to make up work and teach yourself. Say you were sick, I don't fucking care."