Assigned Roles

You're starting your first day at your new college, one that would probably have your friends and family disappointed if they knew you were going. You never particularly excelled at anything, so you figured why not give porn a shot? Might as well, and if nothing else you'd have a fun time on campus. Surely rampant sex would be enough of a consolation prize?

When you arrive, you're greeted by a woman dressed in a pink suit and tie, who informs you that you're going to be assembling in the auditorium for the sorting ceremony, and to feel free to explore the ground until the start time. You spend a while walking through rooms and rooms of impressive books, computers, passing under grand archways before you realize that the school is surprisingly much more tame than you imagined. Or at least, that it still aims to actually be a school and not just a fuck fest.

Once the time for the ceremony arrives, you're on of the first in the auditorium, not wanting to be late. And a good thing too, because the sudden rush of people 5 minutes before start time was less than inviting. Voices slammer and echo around so much you can't hear yourself think, until the same woman from earlier in the pink suit picks up the microphone on stage. It lets out a shrill feedback tone as she brings it up to speak.

"Welcome everyone! I'm sure you're all very excited, so lets get down to it: the sorting ceremony is the foundation for how you will spend the coming years of your life, so this is very important for all of you! Here is how it will work." By this time, the chatter had died down and it seemed like everyone was waiting, holding their breath.

"We have an algorithm which we've fed all of your biological data to, from the physicals you signed up for, and integrated it with an AI that learns from the information given to it. This remarkable technology will be used to decide what your role will be in this school. There are many different ways you could be sorted, but remember: The algorithm is always right!" With that, most of the students cheer a bit, the woman who you can now assume to be the principal waiting for it to settle down again. You, however, are slightly taken aback by this. An AI just chooses for you? Why was this the first time you heard about it?

"There is no switching or re-rolls, just trust the technology, it knows what it's doing. And good luck everyone!"

The sorting began... you spent a while waiting for your name to be called up to the stage, all the while watching what everyone else was sorted into. Most who went up got generic roles, like the surfer bros getting "Stud" or something. A few girls you saw got sorted to the role of "Mommy", and a bit later you even saw one guy get assigned to "Cuck". Wow, you really felt bad for that guy. He looked so embarrassed.

When it came time for your name to be called, you felt like you could hardly breathe...