Stunned and confused you follow her, You plan on calling your mom and explaining what kind of school this is.
You're lead to a dressing room and told to strip to your boxers, you don't exactly want to but end up doing it anyways. She wraps a measuring tape around you in several places.
"Thank you, now one last thing, with your measurements as they are, The perfect breast size for you would be.a 32 C." she says producing a pair of realistic breast forms. "I'm going to glue these to your chest, they should stay attached for about a month.
"woah what? no way I'm doing that, I won't even be staying, Once I call my mom she'll transfer me to another school."
She smirks, "I highly doubt that all parents were clearly informed of the rules the Uniform and the general way the school runs, If your mother enrolled you here, she was well aware, if you don't believe me call her yourself" she says handing you a phone.
You quickly dial home.
She was right, your mom was in on it, it wasn't to punish you, just to help you see things from another perspective, as she put it, you begged and pleaded but she wasn't budging. You were stuck here.
You hung up the phone, and regretfully let her glue the breast forms on.
Once they'd set she tells you to get changed into your new uniform then she'd direct you to your room.
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