You arrive early to your first class of the semester, Psych 101: Introduction to Psychology. It isn't a topic that you aren't too interested in, but it satisfies the missing social science credit you need to graduate later, so you just have to suffer through it you guess.

As you enter the large auditorium you notice a few other students filtering in slowly, each new student, like you, finding a place and selecting a location in the spacious room. As you would have expected, the back of the room seems to fill first and the front very last by stragglers and late comers.

Getting there early though, and taking a seat in a tactically middle part of the room; one that gives you clear lines of escape to any of the doors or aisle, as well as giving you what you hoped would be a good amount of cover to lessen chances of drawing attention or notice to you. You feel like you are in a position to watch almost every one as they enter and select their own seats. Watching as more and more students fill the area around you, you cannot help noticing that one in about seven of the students was male, making the percentage of women to men much higher than you had expected.

More noticeable was that every minute since you arrived, a striking woman would walk in, each of these women had a "look" about them, they stood out. There was a different air about them from the other students. Each one seemed more confident and self assured. More professional and mature than the students around them, though they were not older in any way. They seem more like models or actresses playing the role of a psychology major than actually being a student of any kind.

Each of these women wore a dark knee length skirt; some were pencil skirts, others were pleated or flared; but all were about knee to mid thigh length, dark colors, and flattering. Likewise, each of them wore a white or lightly colored button down blouse, the fabric was thin and airy and the top two buttons were left open to expose their necks, though not showing much cleavage, giving only the hint of flesh but showing off their curves all the same. Each woman also wore dark stiletto heels with black or dark colored nylon stockings, and you caught yourself imagining that they must all be the sexy thigh high type with lace tops and garter belts holding them up, like some kind of 1930's pinup model. They all carried a stylish bag, as they each went to a seat on the front left side of the auditorium, they sat filling the side section of the first three rows

Each of these women seemed to act almost identically. She entered the room and sat near her clones, crossing her legs in a demure fashion as she placed her books to her left, a notebook in front of her, and a pen over the notebook. Each woman was striking, each seemed to have an identical set of mannerisms and behaviors with only the slightest variations and you would swear they were all the same woman. Of course they weren't, it was very clear that each was a different woman. Their hair for example was all different styles and colors, as were several of their ethnic backgrounds varied. A few sported tattoos and piercings, while others had nothing visible. They spoke among themselves but only very slightly when compared to the rest of the room as it filled, by comparison, with the disheveled and motley looking throng of other students. You couldn't help but be reminded of the old 80's Palmer Girls when you looked at them.

Your eyes, like many others in the room, kept being drawn to the fifteen or so of these "Palmer" women in the front left of the room. They had a poise and grace to them that made you long to be like them and you noticed almost unconsciously that you had set your table area similarly to theirs, as did a few others in the room you notice. You and others sat quietly trying to emulate these women, and you wondered if this was a ploy by the faculty to introduce social pressure on the class. You remembered there had been a waiver of some kind that the class had required for admission, and wonder if these women aren't a part of that experiment.

A voice rang out, drawing you from your reflections, "welcome new students to Psych 101 and Advance Applied Psychological Theories Lab 469. This is an introduction class for most of you, that will be taught by my Senior Psychology Majors before their graduation. This is also a research class. Each of the psych 101 students received and was to return the following consent form. If you have not, please take one and return it signed by half four today, or you will be dropped from this class, if you are not comfortable with one-on-one interviews, surveys, and student teaching then please there's the door. You do not have an option to 'opt out' of the study that this class will be involved with."

The professor was a man that looked like he could be in his late 30's to early 50's. His hair is a thick and wavy brown, peppered with gray and he wears a short beard with similar coloring. He is average height, and although he is not skinny you get the impression that he is stronger than he appears, and he has a bear-like quality to him.  He had a smooth soothing voice, though a bit nasally rather than the deep basso you might have expected when you saw him. 

Smiling a warm and inviting smile that makes you feel a bit flushed as if he had singled you out and smiled right at you, he continues, "You will have noticed your student teachers here," he motions to the Palmer women and continues, "They will start leading the lectures in the next class, as well as serve as my assistance in the study, each student will receive a schedule and list of classes that they will be required to attend for interviews."

"With all that out of the way we can begin..."

The rest of class went pretty much as expected, a boring introduction to a topic you didn't care much about, but you couldn't help feeling that the professor kept glancing at you and the look had something hungry in it. You felt like as you watched that it was the same look the professor's TAs also had as they glanced about the room at other students, including you, a shark-ish or predatory look in their eyes as they assessed and silently coordinated their attack plans. That was just in your head, it had to be, there would never be anything untoward in a college class like this, right?

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First off this is an ongoing long term RP. Anyone interested, should expect to stick around longer than just an opening sex scene or two. Second you will be playing as members of a class, and there might be the possibility of other students joining in (other players also interested in this RP).

I personally like the character you'll choose to play to be in the 20 to 36 age range, and while this is a “College Girl Exploitation” RP, not  everyone starts university at 18, and if you read the prompt I make a point of mentioning graduation. Also non-traditional students are more common today than ever... Feel free to be a bit more than the standard naive Zoomer 18 year old girl fresh off the farm and out of high school, please.

I will be playing as the professor, Dr Svek, a former Neuropsychologist and Hypnotherapist, with a near magical means of inducing hypnotic control over women. The TA’s are all under my control and will serve as co-conspirators in the subjugation and addition of students to my budding little sex cult… yes I said sex cult, there will be some horror elements that will be part of this as we build this story together, so if you like teratophilia this could turn into something even more fun.

I want to create a suspenseful, sexually charged, dark thriller, about see how far we can take it. So what I want is a short description from you about your character, her appearance (I want a solid good physical description as text, reference images aren't required, and don’t replace this.) I want to know who she/you is and why she is how she is, etc. 

Feel free to ask questions and make suggestions if you're interested. I'm open to discussions and talking about everything before we begin, and seeing if it or some other RP ideas would fit our little rp together.

I’m open to first and third person writing styles. I prefer to play on reddit chat or in DMs. I don’t expect full novel responses, but I like detailed responses that help develop the story so no one is carrying the story alone. If you want to just read descriptions of events and actions, but don't want to write then this won't be the RP for you. Also, while I don't want to discriminate, this is M4F. I prefer Females writing female parts, while I know some people are skilled enough to write convincingly, I haven't had any good luck with it, so I kindly request you keep within the requested gender.

I repeat this for importance, PLEASE include relevant information regarding your character for this story, her description, physical and personality, a name (and if you want to write in the first or third person,) and other important information about Her (like is she still a virgin, is she an introvert or extrovert, does she hide her depravities and put on the air of someone pure, does she secretly long to be made into a bimbo princess, or is she going to be fighting against the mind control trying to regain her own mind. Make her as real a person as you can.)

We can either continue with this scene/scenario as described above, or we can talk about tweaking it some, to fit better with other ideas.

Relevant Kinks: Financial Domination/Submission, Physical Domination/Submission, Sexual Domination/Submission, Somnophilia, Voyeurism, Mind Control, Hypnosis, Drugging, Coercion, CNC, Rape, DDLG, Free-Use, Breeding, Anal, Blowjobs, Outercourse, Edging, Toys, Collar/Leash, Bondage, Spanking, Choking, Threat of Pregnancy, Discipline, Praise, Orgasm Control/Denial, Forced Orgasm, Outfit Control, Incest, Age Gaps, Size Difference, Cockwarming, Soaking, Light Public Humiliation, Light Public Exhibition, Breast/Nipple play, Cock Worship, Sweat Licking, Sexslaves, Wet Panties, Panty Stuffing, Panty Sniffing, Drool, Spit licking… more.

Relevant Limits: Infantilization, Diapers, Scat, Piss, Toilet, Gore, Vore…