So here you are, they do not look spooky. But you know better, their bubbly cute pink and bows in school uniforms, some with darker shades and others with lighter personalities.... There is a girl next to the girl with the guitar who nods indicating 'go ahead', the rest turn to watch pausing what they were doing.

"Well, this initiate did not pass the entrance exam. Technically he is food at this point, but thought I offer him to one of you or if you want to give him a second chance." She says to the group.

The group kinda looks at you head to foot, more like they are looking at meat or something they can at least play with.
"Well, let us see. We have had school administration coming down hard on us for having no guys in the dorms. Looks like he has co-operated the whole way here. Most will freak out, so maybe he is 'trainable' if he passes our test." The guitar girl chirps in.

She has wide hips, short argyle skirt, purple leg warmers going thigh high, and a non standard shirt. Her feet are in leg long leather boots. Accents of pink, purple, and black accent her outfit. Her short cropped hair looks a little frizzled probably from bouncing around jamming. Kinda a punk style look with semi-goth. Her chest looks more endowed then your escort, in fact it's very large. That with her well placed curved out hips makes her jaw dropping. She is very slim otherwise and to be honest she looks cute in the get up. You can see why she seems to be in charge.

"Well, if we need to keep our standards up. The guys are here to learn how to survive and better treat their mistress. Not to breed inferior stock." An Asian girl says.

"Hey Amy, I thought you were down stairs with Tracy and Melissa?" Your escort chirps.

"We were, but I guess deliveries stopped." Says a cute brunet with straight short hair and very curvy rear, a little above average chest, and also seems well fit otherwise.

"Actually we saw you on the stairs, decided to take the elevator up here." A handle bar pony tailed blond chirps in gleefully.
"Oh.." your escort says.

"Well we should consider stock and sample him first if he was 'willing' to come here. I need to do more genetic testing on how to improve our stocks." The blond continues, heavy words coming from a bubbly voice.

"Well, we should grab a sampling before we do the test or decide to just show him the back door. Good point Tracy" Says the lead guitar player, putting the guitar to the side. You realize they were playing a game on a large TV with the guitar as part of it. The screen is on pause.

"So I can leave him with you then? I should head back to the desk to see if we get any more initiates."

"Thanks Jill! Yeah, leave him here." She says as Jill, your escort leaves shutting the door behind her. A couple girls step to close it and one locks it and then leans against the door. Obviously running out the door is not an option.

You sit there naked except for the ball gag and bindings... Shaking and shivering in the cold, you notice the room is rather warm and that helps. A girl gets a chair and forces you into it.

You look around, Tracy is sitting next to Amy on a couch with a belly enlarged and softly gurgling. Melisa is sitting on a bean bag chair.

"Can you believe it, this one said he was a student! These delivery guys are getting more inventive trying to escape their sentence." Tracy told Amy.

"Hehehe... Yeah, that's what they all say, including the ones that are!" Amy retorts.
"Amy! You didn't!" Melisa barks back.

"Hey, he was looking at my ass, I just gave him a better view, that's all. And I saw he was not enrolled... yet..." The room giggles.

Another girl had a low class student male in her arms sitting between her legs making suggestive hugs and kissing, he is just squirming in her grip. It is clear he would rather not be there but is scare and powerless to resist. At least she is not voring him right in front of you.

"That's Chip, he passed the test." Melissa said realizing you're looking at the couple. "And he will go through training here."
"Figures, another pervert. No wonder why he failed..." Amy blurts in.

"The question we have is will you? Are you worth it..." says the leader with a rather snobbish look on her face looking down at you. The rest of the room watches with eager anticipation. You sink under her gaze.