“Just clothes.” She sounded like she was getting pretty excited. I certainly was.I stood up and stepped out of my pajamas. “There, legs.”“Ha...an, legs.” Rupali said, grinning from ear to ear. She wasn’t really interested in my legs. She was looking at the bulge in my briefs. My cock was hard and the tip was almost peeking out of the waistband. “Very nice too.”“My turn.” I said sitting back down. “I want to see your ass.”“Ha! You loose a turn. I can’t show you my ass until I have my panties off. The first thing I noticed was how different my hair had become. Now it was long and thick, filled with soft strawberry blonde curls that dramatically flowed around my face to lay sexily against my narrow shoulders and breasts. I wasn?t even aware of it changing in the first place! What ever happened to those delightfully bouncy curls in blonde?I paused as that thought made its way through my brain. Something was wrong again, and I tried to focus on what it was. What was my name again?. Something sounded -- odd to me. I saw Peter Chapman running into the school. He picked up his sister, and they went to where they had been paged.I hurried myself to the admin office, where Clara stopped me in my tracks. “This doesn’t concern you, Michael.”I sat down and listened in, as did Miss Jepson.The only voice I could make out was Peter screaming, “WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN, BILL IS DEAD?”‘Aw, shit,’ I thought to myself. I didn’t want to believe this had just happened.Suddenly, Isabel ran. You have also just learned that if you make the final cut, Master will be joining your Goddess and you every tenth week hereafter. The other nine weeks, your Goddess will continue to serve her Master at his home.As Master withdrew his massive cock from Layla's drenched and fully sated pussy, he informed you that his other four slaves also own submissive cuckolds; submissive cuckold husbands, to be specific. He then squeezed out most of the remaining cum from his cock into a straight line across.