”“You want me to strip?”“Everyone else has done so. I need to examine each student for possible injuries or… tattoos and such…” I hardly... believe my lie myself. Even with the former headmaster, this bit was already a test of submission. Some students are clearly willing, others reluctant. Sometimes, like with the person in front of me, it’s a mix of both – and that’s the fascinating part.“You can’t be serious.”“It’s either that or the bus. In a week.”Jordan is even slower than the girl that. " I don't really have any." He doesn't fucking have any? What is itabout guys and feelings?I paused for a second, and then, "Well, I feel funny about it." OK, about what?" he asked."Well, it doesn't seem like you're mad at me, which is good, because Ifeel like I was only doing what you asked," I said. "I didn't want itto happen. There was a time in my life when that would have been funfor me, but last night wasn't fun. I love you. I want it to be us, notus and other people. But you told. It took amoment to realise that it was me making the noise. Sitting back inEnglish I inspected the damage. Lifting my trouser leg I could believewhat I was wearing. I looked down at the sexiest pair of black, leatherknees high boots with a 4" heel! The leather felt strangely goodwrapped tightly around my leg. Surely this wasn't arousing me? If itwas then it soon went away as I realised that this change might benoticeable.The changes however were getting faster.There was only five minutes left. I looked over at the door and called out, "Hello? Is that you oni-chan?" All I could make out was the shape in the door way. My father and brother were built similarly so I couldn't distinguish the two very well. But he started to walk into my room.He sat down on the edge of my bed and smiled. I could tell that it was my brother now. I smiled back at him. My smile faltered slightly however when he started rubbing my leg. I was certain I was blushing. I hadn't worn panties since it was a bit.