Yumi helps with Drama class in this episode. She is almost as exposed as the last chapter, but she faces much more humiliation. Her slow transition to wanton slut continues...
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The Animal Exercise
Yumi was on her way to her next class, which was Business Skills for Artists, when she was saw the Dean approaching her.
"Ahh glad I caught you! I see you've made some alterations to your uniform?" He asked quizzically.
"No Sir, not me, I not do it," She said in her cute Japanese accent, "It was teacher."
"Well I like it, of course the teachers are free to edit your uniform as they see fit for their class requirements. I trust you have been helpful and well-behaved?"
"Yes Sir, I'm good girl!" She said anxiously hoping to be left alone.
"Lovely. Ok, well I think you know by now that your role is more important than your regular class schedule. You may be instructed to go help in another class when a teacher needs an assistant," He began, "In fact, consider your studies over. You are in your 3rd week now, if you do as you are told, we will give you your degree at the end of the two years regardless, but you won't be studying anymore. Your job is your life. I know this may come as a shock, but if you don't like it, well, we can still call our friends at the police station."
This didn't really come as a shock to Yumi. She had not been given a chance to study at all in the last few weeks. All her time was taken up by being the teacher's dogs body. Writing words on whiteboards, handing out papers, cleaning classrooms and sometimes just simply standing at the front of the class holding up props for teachers.
She was saddened that she wouldn't get to study for her degree in Fine Art. She always wanted to become a painter. As a creative, quiet soul, painting suited her and she knew she could have been a success at it. Well, maybe she still could after she has done her time, she thought. But she wouldn't have learnt any more skills than when she arrived at College. She was to learn a new set of skills now, how to be sexy, how to obey and how to love being the centre of attention.
"As you know, here at Strickfield, we cater mostly to the Creative Arts; Film and Television, Fine Art and Performing Arts. But we also have new departments on this campus for Medicine, Law, Biology and Chemistry. You may be needed in any of these classes as well," Dean Roberts continued, "Now, you are to come with me to a Performing Arts class. Hiyaku Yumi, you are already late!"
He said as he grabbed her hand walking fast Yumi had to almost jog to keep up with him. She was much better in the heels now, having worn them for two and a half weeks, but she was still worried she might take a step wrong. After a minute they had arrived at the large black auditorium. Yumi dressed in white and bright reds would stand out like a sore thumb in this space.
"Here is your Special Assistant Mr Wells, ready to help," The Dean announced loudly as they arrived. All the students immediately turned to check out the beautifully and busty Asian-Brazilian. Some of them obviously liked what they saw, the rest of them, being aspiring actors, were trying to act unconcerned by the sexy scantily clad 19 year old.
"Thank you Mr. Roberts, we were just about to start the Animal Exercise," Mr Wells said, "We can use someone who has no acting background for this exercise, so Yumi will be perfect."
Yumi looked around the classroom and saw that all the students were wearing black t-shirts and shorts. Mr Wells said this was to remove distractions and allow the students to focus on the character, the student becomes a blank canvas.
"Ok Yumi, if you can please go and change. Here is your outfit," Mr Wells said, "You can go behind the screen over there. No underwear, stockings or shoes thank you Yumi," He said quietly to her.
Yumi was handed a small bag and she walked over behind the vertical screen that was black with pink sakura petals on it. She reached into the plastic bag and pulled out a black seamless sports bra and a pair of tiny black boy shorts. Yumi looked at them closely and thought at least she would be wearing more than she was in Art Class.
She removed her damage skirt and buttonless blouse, and then her little lacy g-string and lacy demi bra, heels and lacy ankle socks, and she then pulled on the boy shorts. They were smaller than she thought, they wedged deep up in her ass, curving around the top of her cheeks showing most of her full tanned globes and there was about one inch of material either side of her pussy in the front. These were clearly the smallest boy shorts that existed. She didn't realise it, but there was a small hole cut out of them in the back, just above her asshole, maybe one centimetre across.
Next she put on her bra. It showed deep cleavage and didn't cover all of the sides of her massive breasts, and about two inches peeked out the bottom of the bra. She tried to adjust it as much as possible to cover more, but it simply wasn't big enough to cover her big titties. To her horror, she could see the material was slightly transparent when it was stretched by her massive mammaries. Her nipples were tenting in her sports bra. She slowly and self consciously walked out from behind the screen.
"Ah wonderful, gather round students," Mr Wells said, "Yumi, the reason I want you to help with the exercises today is because you have no experience acting, so I want to show the class what an untrained interpretation looks like," he explained to Yumi and the class.
Yumi didn't really understand why she needed to be in this class at all. How could she possibly help? She had no idea about acting.
"Ok Yumi, so basically we are going to watch as you try to imitate different animals. Try to imagine no one is here and just do what comes naturally," Mr Wells announced to the class and Yumi, "We'll start with an easy one. Show me what an Elephant looks like."
