They're all women

The auditorium was filled with women. Women's voices. Women's smells. The sight of them shocked Jill. Only a few of them up from noticed her as she entered and shot her a smile. 'Where are the men?' she wondered, uncertain how this happened.

And then a familiar voice from behind her. "Welcome" it said in a satisfied tone. Jill turned to find her professor draped in a pretty pink dress, a short dress exposing juicy, toned thighs, very uncharacteristic of a woman her age.

"What's going on?" Jill was concerned, not because she felt particularly shy, although she'd never been with a woman before, but because she knew the professor wanted her to sleep with men for this assignment. Men, not women.

"These people all answered your ad." Professor Klein didn't seem too upset by this development. In fact she seemed oddly comforting.

"But..." Jill rocked on her heels and toes nervously, glancing from her professor to the crowd. Some of them seem to be preparing, taking off their clothes, folding them into piles in the corner of the big room. "Why.... why are there no men?"

"Disappointed?" The professor asked.

"No it's not that, it's just... surprised I guess" Jill didn't know what else to say. She wanted to ask her professor if there were some way she could get credit for fucking all these women, but was worried what the answer might be. 'The professor wanted it to be men' she kept thinking.

"Well, this is an all girls school." The professor smiled. Jillian had never thought of that before. She thought it was clear in her ad, that she hadn't meant it that way. But clearly she was wrong. "Come with me dear." Professor Klein said, still providing a clam tone. And Jill followed.

The professor took Jill back into a little hallway, around a couple corners, up ten steps and finally the two stood behind a black curtain. Jill knew where they were. There was a stage in one corner of the auditorium and they were behind it.

And Jill couldn't help but be nervous. It was as if all the sexual confidence and experience she'd built up over the past few weeks had been sucked out of her. "Wh... what are we doing?"

"We're going to introduce you to everyone. There's a pretty big crowd in there." The professor said with confidence.

"How big?" Jill had dozens of questions. She could barely get to them all.

"Eighty eight girls." Professor Klein answered. I counted them all as they arrived.

"I don't understand" Jill said, a tremble in her voice. 'Why would the professor be doing this if it wasn't meant to count?' she wondered to herself, still afraid to ask out loud.

"What don't you understand?"

But it was getting difficult to avoid the question. So Jill finally asked. "Will this count? Toward my project, I mean. I know you wanted me to fuck men, and I have been, honest... this wasn't my plan." It was hard not to sound ****.

And Professor Klein smiled, almost as if she'd been expecting the question and now finally had it before her. "Calm down dear. I've decided to make an exception, considering the situation."

Jill started to feel relief.

The professor went on. "You may count these girls, as long as they penetrate you in some way. I don't care how. If any part of them is inside any part of you, it counts."

Jill breathed a huge sigh. And for a moment thought of how, just a month ago, even that suggestion would have made her scared and uncomfortable. Now it brought relief. And just as soon as she was re-composing herself, Professor Klein, pulled back the black curtain.

The two women stood on stage as the auditorium of women burst into cheers and applause at the sight of Jill and her black teddy. Jill looked over the crowd. There were, in deed, a lot of women there. Some of them nude, some of them half nude, some of them undressing and some of them still clothed. They came in all shapes and sizes, tall, short, fat, skinny, curvy. Jill saw bald pussies, hairy pussies, and bushes trimmed in every manner and color. She saw large breasts with big dark nipples, small pink nipples, pierced nipples, perky breasts, saggy breasts, some girls with breasts so small they were practically just a nipple. And still so many of the women had yet to even expose themselves.

And as she was prone to being in charge, the Professor started to speak, loudly, projecting to the entire auditorium. "This is Jill, and she will be your slut today!"

The women cheered.

As the professor went on, Jill toned her out, still scanning the crowd. She saw several familiar faces, girls she recognized from class, or from seeing around on campus. But two stood out to her. Two seemed particularly welcoming.

The first belonged to Janelle Washington, and Jill was surprised to see her there. Janelle was one of the most famous, well known girls on campus... at least by reputation. She was a star track star, a strong woman, and proud representative of the girls of Miranda College. Jill couldn't believe she'd show her face at an orgy... or that she'd even be interested. She could probably get anyone, man or woman, she wanted. She stood, seemingly unaccompanied in a bra and panties, exposing her tight mocha-colored mid-section with six-pack abs.

The second girl was Larissa Smith, a nerdy girl with thick rimmed glasses, who sat next to Jill in one of her Lit seminars. They'd gotten to talking one day when they discovered they'd both had a secret love for nerdy fiction, pulp stories, Ray Bradbury novels. They hadn't become best friends or anything, but Jill felt comfortable around her. No she stared at her, seeing her exposed breasts for the first time, larger than expected, covered almost every inch, by freckles, like her shoulders and pretty face. She seemed to be surrounded by a couple friends who Jill didn't know, but who also seemed friendly enough by their looks.

Jill thought it might be smart to gravitate toward one of these girls when the orgy began. And she turned Professor Klein back in, only to find out that the orgy was about to begin.

"...is everyone ready?" the professor shouted to cheers. Although Jill wasn't sure if she was ready. She was still clothed, though the girls would probably take quick care of that. There was no turning back now. Professor Klein turned toward Jill and gave her a nod.

And Jill jumped off stage into the crowd.