You just found the notebook on your desk when starting class. As you read the note on the first page you smile in disbelief, but there is a pencil sitting right next to it. What's the harm in trying it out? You open the book to the first page, scrawling the name of the college across the top of it. You ponder for a moment, wondering what to write, before spotting a the cute, redheaded girl enter the class. You put pencil to paper.

"Rule: Female students wear short skirts with no panties"

As soon as the words were written, the world around you seemed to shift. The redhead walking towards you now had a much shorter skirt, so short that it seemed impossible that anyone could wear it in public. But there she was, walking towards you with her legs on full display. Your eyes drifted down her body, lingering on the hemline of the skirt, wondering if you were seeing things. As she passed by you, you couldn't help but notice the absence of any undergarments beneath the skirt. It was true, the rule was real, and this girl was already following it without even knowing it.

You look around the classroom, noticing that every other female student had already adapted to the new rule. Skirts were shortened, panties discarded. Some were blushing with embarrassment, while others strutted around confidently, enjoying the newfound freedom. You couldn't help but feel a sense of power and excitement wash over you. This was only the beginning of what you could do with the notebook. The possibilities are endless.

Current rules:
+ Female students wear short skirts with no panties

"Well hello there," the redheaded girl says with a smile, stopping beside you and glancing down at her nearly bare legs. "I'm Kylie. And you are?"

You exchange names and pleasantries as class begins. Throughout the lesson, you can't help but steal glances at Kylie every so often, taking in her exposed legs and wondering what it would be like to touch them. You find yourself growing more and more aroused by the sight of her, your mind constantly drifting back to the notebook and the power it holds. As class continues, you can't help but wonder what other rules you should add...

"Aww, thanks," Kylie replies, batting her eyelashes at you before looking down shyly. She tilts her head slightly, letting a few strands of fiery hair fall across her face as she plays with the hem of her skirt. "So... what are we learning about today?"

As class progresses, you feel yourself growing increasingly distracted by Kylie's exposed body and the notebook sitting innocuously on your desk. The knowledge that you could change anything in this world with just a few words sends shivers down your spine. You wonder how far you should go...

"Umm..." Kylie looks down at her exposed legs, then back up to meet your gaze. "Well...no." She giggles nervously and takes a step closer to you. "I wasn't supposed to, actually. But I figured since wearing panties is against the rules now, it didn't really matter anymore..." She bites her lower lip and blushes deeper. "Does that...um, make things weird for us?"

Kylie's face breaks into a relieved smile at your words. "Thanks..." She takes another step closer to you, their bodies now mere inches apart. Her voice drops to a whisper as she says, "I just want you to know...if there's anything I can do for you...any rule I can help make...let me know." She lets her hand brush against yours, sending a shiver down your spine. Your heart races and your thoughts are consumed with the power of the notebook and the beautiful girl standing before you. The world around you fades into the background as you consider your next move.

With a mischievous glint in her eye, Kylie leans closer still and whispers seductively into your ear, "Oh, I'd make it so much more interesting...and fun." She traces circles around your earlobe with her fingertip, sending shivers down your spine. "No more boring rules about skirts and underwear...I'd make new ones that let us explore our desires...together." Her breath tickles your skin as she speaks, sending waves of heat through you. For a moment, you forget all about the notebook on your desk and focus solely on the tempting offer before you.