"Well, I have plans tonight and if I let you enter through our rear entry program I will be busy processing you all night." She seems to be with holding something with her words. Its clear she is probing your eyes for any hint you have any clue what's happening right now.

You stare in clueless fear.

"How about I get some of the other girls to come up with a alternative test for you?" Smiling she leans down taking the leads off your chest. "Well?"

"Other girls with a alternative test?"

"Well you failed normal entry. The alternative is them, and I am sure it will be more unpleasant then what we just did and harder." Her smile turns to as skeptical evil grin "I could always just flunk you on the first day and feed you to the first girl who comes in? Want that?"

You immediately shake in fear, you have no idea what's going on. Fed? Failed? A sinking feeling fills your gut, so low do you feel you almost pee yourself right there. To fail in a vore school often means you are doomed to be a turd in the garden shortly....

"I am breaking the rules giving you a second chance, so what will it be?" She says demanding a response, her hand mindlessly caresses her rump for a moment as if she was thinking 'her' options over.