It is one month into the fall semester at Eden Academy. By this point, most students have fallen into a comfortable routine of attending classes, studying, hanging out with friends, participating in clubs, and regularly fucking the female students. Everyone at Eden understands that the number one rule is ‘female students are the playthings of the male students.’ Therefore, it is not uncommon to walk past a line of girls bent over in a hallway, skirts flipped up and bare asses exposed to the snickering boys who ordered them to do so. Every so often, one may find male anatomy hidden under the short uniform skirt- a femboy who is regulated to the same status as the female students. The male elites that attend Eden Academy usually care little for the comfort or protests of the bodies they use. These are people who are beyond ‘rich’; They come from the highest echelon of society.

The groundskeeper looks up as you approach. "Ah, hello there, new student! I'm the headmaster's assistant. I didn't catch your name?" He smiles warmly before looking you over, taking in your appearance and realizing that you seem to be wearing...the male uniform? Curious, he shuffles closer, making sure that no other students are within earshot as he whispers, "You're not actually a girl, are you?"

"Ah! A femboy. Well, I'm afraid we don't have many rules specifically regarding your situation," the groundskeeper chuckles lightly. "But you should know that you are bound by the same rules as our lovely female students." He gestures for you to follow him, taking you deeper into the school. "It looks like you can stay in one of the guest rooms tonight. Tomorrow morning, head to the dean's office and we'll get you settled in properly."

"Well," the groundskeeper says as he leads you through the lush, flower-covered campus, "it's very much like any other school. You've got classes and clubs and whatnot, but there is one big rule you need to remember: Female students are here for the enjoyment of the male students. It is common courtesy for boys to use girls whenever they please; however, violence and disrespect will not be tolerated. Got it?"

Ah, yes, but you're still a male. And as such, there are expectations placed upon you to help fulfill the needs of your fellow students." The groundskeeper claps you on the back reassuringly. "Don't worry too much about it; once they get used to having someone their own size around here, I'm sure they'll show you just as good a time as any other femboy has had." He turns a corner and leads you to a large mansion, the guest wing of which is where you're staying tonight. "Now, there are some other new students that arrived today who might need showing around. Go ahead and get settled in, and we can catch up properly tomorrow over breakfast. Sound good?"

Before you even have time to blink, one of the more daring boys shoves his way past you and practically throws himself onto one of the naked girls, burying his face in her breasts. The girl moans softly, one hand fiddling with the hem of her skirt while the other reaches back to stroke his hair possessively. "Oh, honey," she coos, wrapping a leg around him possessively, making it clear that he can do whatever he wants. Another boy saunters over, running a hand through your hair. "Don't worry, new guy," he says with a wink. "You'll get used to this in no time." He turns back to the crowd, grinning impishly. "Who wants to play?"

The male students look at each other, sharing glances before finally nodding in agreement. They guide you towards a classroom where a teacher is gathering her things. She's an attractive woman in her late thirties, with a curvy figure and a sultry smile. Her movements are graceful and confident, revealing nothing of the secret that led her to be here. As they reach the door, several boys stop you, patting you down and adjusting your outfit. "There we go," one comments with a smirk. "Just like one of us now."