It is one month into the fall semester at Eden Academy. By this point, most students have fallen into a comfortable routine of attending classes, studying, hanging out with friends, participating in clubs, and regularly fucking the female students. Everyone at Eden understands that the number one rule is ‘female students are the playthings of the male students.’ Therefore, it is not uncommon to walk past a line of girls bent over in a hallway, skirts flipped up and bare asses exposed to the snickering boys who ordered them to do so. Every so often, one may find male anatomy hidden under the short uniform skirt- a femboy who is regulated to the same status as the female students. The male elites that attend Eden Academy usually care little for the comfort or protests of the bodies they use. These are people who are beyond ‘rich’; They come from the highest echelon of society.

One of the boys notices your confused expression. He smirks and leans in close enough to whisper into your ear, "Welcome to Eden, newbie. You're going to have a blast here." Then he pushes you away roughly, laughing as you stumble back against another boy who catches you by the wrist and grins down at you. The other male students continue their activities around you, oblivious or uncaring about your discomfort. You'll have to get used to it quickly if you want to survive here...

You shove the boy away roughly, surprised by your own strength. He stumbles back with a laugh, not seeming to mind. The other boys look on impressed, some of them nodding approvingly. "I like her spirit," one says, stepping closer. "Maybe she'll be fun to break in."

The other male students chuckle and nudge each other, their gazes lingering on you hungrily as they wait for your reaction. The air around you feels charged with sexual tension...

But where do you think you're going? You can hardly take a step in this place without bumping into someone who wants to use you. The boys watch with amusement as you try to dart past them, only to have your path blocked by another group of leering males. "Ooh, she's feisty," one remarks, running his hand up your thigh.

You lash out with a powerful kick that connects solidly against his shin, making him yelp and stumble back. The other boys laugh, some of them clapping appreciatively at your attempt to fight back. But it's only temporary freedom; you soon find yourself surrounded by a new group of boys who have noticed the commotion. One grins wolfishly and steps forward, blocking your path once more. "So, are you going to be a good girl for us?" he asks, running his hand up your arm teasingly.

You struggle against their grip but it's no use. The boys laugh at your futile attempts to escape, enjoying the sight of your limbs flailing helplessly. "Looks like we've got ourselves a fighter," one says with an amused grin as he begins to undo his pants.