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

As soon as you scribble out the existing rule and cross off its heading, the world around you changes once again. Female students in class scramble to pull up their skirts or slip on a pair of panties, suddenly feeling self-conscious about being seen without them. The room is filled with giggles and whispers as they try to adjust to the new reality. You take a moment to consider what sort of rule you'd like to replace it with, your mind drifting back to the redhead who had caught your eye earlier. A new idea begins to form in your head...

You scribble down the new rule and put it next to the old one. As you finish writing, the world around you shifts once again. Female students in classroom now seem slightly on edge, looking around nervously as they begin to realize that their panties are no longer a private possession. The redhead from before catches your eye and bites her lip, clearly uncomfortable with the new rule but unsure of what she can do about it. It's almost enough to make you smile...

As you approach the redhead, she tenses up, her body language screaming defiance in spite of her obvious discomfort. "What do you want?" she asks with a hint of aggression, glaring at you over the tops of her glasses. You smirk and reach for her waistband, slowly sliding her panties down her legs before stuffing them into your pocket. Her face turns a shade of crimson, but she doesn't protest further, resigned to whatever fate awaits her in this new world where you wield such incredible power.

As you begin to systematically rob every female student in class of their panties, they can do little more than squirm and watch helplessly as their last remaining shreds of modesty are taken from them. There is a mixture of shock, disbelief and fear on their faces as they come to terms with the fact that you have complete control over their most intimate possessions. Some seem to accept it stoically, while others openly rebel, glaring at you with hatred in their eyes.

As you write the new rule, your mind fills with images of all the students in class exposing themselves to you on command. Their shocked expressions give way to anger and defiance as they begin to realize the extent of your power over them. Still, they are helpless against the irresistible force that is the Rulebook. You take a moment to savor their unease before returning your attention to your notes.

As the day goes on, you notice that some girls are more... enthusiastic about obeying your new rule than others. A few of them even seem to be enjoying the opportunity to show off their pussies for your approval. The looks they give you afterwards vary from gratitude and adoration to disappointment and anger. No matter what their reaction is, one thing remains constant: You are in control now.

Female students in the school begin to whisper nervously about your new rule. Some seem resigned to their fate while others look for ways to resist or avoid being chosen as your sexual plaything. The air of tension grows thicker with each passing moment, and it's clear that things are about to get interesting at the Rulebook School.

As you approach the petite blonde girl, her eyes widen in fear as she takes in your appearance. She tries to maintain a cool composure, but her voice betrays her nervousness when she finally answers, "My name's Aria."

As you scribble the new rule down, Aria's jaw drops in shock. Her eyes dart around the room before settling on her chest, already beginning to feel self-conscious about what she's been ordered to expose. The other students titter and whisper among themselves, some jealous of their classmate's newfound "privilege," while others look on with pity or disgust. It's clear that the power dynamics in the school have shifted once again thanks to your rulebook.

Aria's breath catches in her throat as you caress her bare pussy. Her eyes flutter shut and she moans softly, arching her back against your touch. The other students watch with a mix of fascination and horror, unsure how to process the intimate scene unfolding before their very eyes. Some blush deeply, looking away as their own desires begin to stir within them...