I read the acceptance letter to my new school again. Cyril School of Masters. It's unbelievable. I have until morning to make my decision.
Before coming to Copulate Island, I was just a normal school girl. My parents died in a car accident when I was seventeen. My dad's friend, Tony took me in. He was good to me, and more protective than my dad. He wouldn't let me date any guy, and said I was free to date anyone after I graduate from high school. I obliged. I was anyway going away to college in a different city, so I had all the freedom I wanted once I moved out. Tony always got me passes for spas, and said he got them as complimentary in his work place. Also he had strict regimen for my health. In a year I had been groomed into a beautiful woman. My skin, my hair, and my body; everything looks perfect now.
Tony had made me apply for Cyril's School of Masters. He said it was located on an island in Iceland. Website was promising too. The island has got it's name because it is newly wed's first choice for honeymoon. Or, so the website mentions. It's only been a day since I applied to that school, and I don't have time to research further because I need to go there in three days.
I am nervous about going to a new place. But I decide anyway. I feel I am too blessed to get educated in a foreign country.
I arrive to the airport but something seems off. The airport and the flight is too small. My uncle explains its a private airport where they fly private flights. He could only get this flight in such short notice.
I see a girl seated with someone. She is already sleeping. I remind myself not sleep and enjoy the journey. The hostess is dressed seductively with a buttoned down shirt, and vest, and shortest skirt possible. She serves us with drinks. I take my fruit juice and start gulping it down eagerly. And.... I don't remember anything after that.
I wake up feeling groggy and look around. I am not in flight anymore. I am somewhere in hospital, on a bed. I feel cold, and realize that I am naked. I try to find something to cover my body, but the room hasn't got any clothes, not even a bed spread.
"There you are," says a doctor as he walks in. He is in his late forties, with a few streaks of white hair. He is as tall as I am, or may be an inch taller. His white french beard is complimenting his tanned skin.
"Where am I?" I ask, as I instinctively cover my private my private parts with my hands.
"Where are my clothes?"
"Oh, you are in Copulate Island, my dear. You passed out in the flight, so we had to get you some medical attention. Also some flu shots as per your school's directions" the doctor says.
"Where is Tony?" I ask.
"He must be somewhere in the lobby. Now if you let me run some tests, you are good to go, and meet him."
I realize that I want the same too. Doctor instructs me to rest my legs on the leg holder. He adds some cold cream on my vagina, and inserts his fingers. I feel so exposed and violated. After exploring for a few seconds, he pulls back his fingers.
"So you are a virgin? Good" he says smiling.
I blush, wondering if everyone is so vocal about everything here.
Other tests were apparently performed while I was still unconscious, so I am finally done. A nurse walks in with clothes in her hand. She is wearing a very tiny uniform that exposes half her breasts. She looks like she is just got out of a halloween party.
They are not my clothes. She says that I threw up on my clothes in the flight, so I can't wear them. She got a spare set of clothes for me. Before I mention that those clothes are too small for me, she leaves. I have no choice but to wear them.
I hook the pink bra with difficulty. It is so tight that I feel like my breasts are popping out of my bra. The white spandex tank top is also not helping to cover my breasts. And then a thin thong, and daisy duke shorts. I realize that my butts are showing too. I look like a barmaid from nightclub.
The nurse returns. I complain that the clothes are too revealing.
"Honey, you are on an hot island. What else do you expect? This is what everyone wears here" she says.
I realize that Tony has my baggage, so I can quickly change, once I meet him.
"Oh honey, your uncle has already left to school. He has arranged a chaperon for you."
I find it strange that Tony has left me here alone, though I don't mention. Nurse takes me through a series of doors, and finally to the parking lot where the car is waiting.
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