:: Dressed Like a Whore <><><><>Oh god, you can't even imagine how humiliating this is going to be. Your mind is screaming at you to refuse, but <>your pussy starts dribbling again in anticipation of the delicious humiliation you're going to suffer<>your throbbing nipples and rock-hard dick seem to have other ideas about how arousing the humiliation is going to be<>. You nod and [[Sean]] says, "Good. I'll let you wipe that come off your face." You gather up some come on your fingers, but you're not sure what to do with it. You look over at Sean and, reading his expression, lick it off your fingers while he nods approvingly at you. You continue until your face is relatively clean. "Great. Now throw away those old clothes of yours. You won't be needing them any more," Sean says. You take your clothes out of the locker<>, including Belinda's panties,<> and walk over to the trash can with them. You've still got the rest of your clothes at home, but you can't help but feel the symbolism of tossing out an important symbol of your <>former <>masculinity. You hesitate a bit, but look back at Sean and throw them in the trash. Sean turns you around and slaps you on the bare skin of your ass under your skirt. "Now get out there and make me proud. And don't clean yourself up until you get home." Taking a deep breath, you walk out of the locker room to brave the school in your scandalously short skirt and crop top shirt.<> [[Finish classes.]]