“We’ve all be living a lie here at Wilcox High.”
Once more there was a low murmur that shuddered over the audience as Miss Peterson dropped another truth bomb, though this one frankly sounded more like the ones the stoners made behind the large dumpsters that were technically off school grounds.
“In the nineteen nineties, with teen pregnancy rates spiking across the nation and a city hall which didn’t want to give an increased school budget for sexual education, Evangelical organizations stepped in with a solution of their own which would seemingly tackle the problem while also promote their faith in schools in their clandestine ways. The promise ring!” Her fist started slamming into the lectern, making most heads in the auditorium pull back in frighten shock. “We were already experimenting on you students but no one wanted to admit it!”
A few people clapped and hollered from the audience, most audibly a little green-haired goth, but most were still too befuddled to react in any way. She was saying things that one wasn’t supposed to say aloud after all!
“Well, thankfully the organization sponsoring our little social experiment shares my views, and they’ve developed a way to reverse this systematic injustice in the span of a week! It may seem radical but…” She pulled a cardboard box upon her lectern, the thing rattling with widgets that soon to be the school’s supply of purity rings. “Your rings will now cease to be the shackles that the church designed them to be and turn them into a tool of your liberation!”
Half the student were near certain that they’d just gotten rid of one church system to be now inducted into some cult, but it actually got even weirder.
Way weirder
“Now,” Miss Peterson adjusted her red hair a bit flustered with her excited delivery, clearing the rogue springs from her fire mane to behind her head, “I’m about to activate something in everybody’s promise ring and the ring will glow one of three colours.” She cleared her throat and pulled a ring from the box before the cheap silver thing visibly started to dim and shimmer all the less before it glowed an frightening onyx colour. “This is what your promise ring will look like if you’ve never done it. Dark, ugly, something that should be cleaned away immediately by sharing your pent up eroticism.”
There were whispering from students in the audience stating their minds had just been blown. That wasn’t how the school usually explained their rings!
She wiggled the ring between her digits for it to shimmer a new hue, glowing a wonderful vibrate shamrock green that instantly relaxed all those who gazed upon it. “Now if you aren’t a virgin or lose your virginity before noon today, you’ll be granted a wonderful glowing green that you can show with pride. It will ease you, calm you, make you feel at peace at the universe, kind of like a permanent afterglow!”
Now most of the students were leaning in, just hoping to bask in that sweet green’s wondrous glow, as it was ever so delicious a thing to tan under.
“But here’s the trick, ladies and gents.” She wiggled the ring a final time, and it shone almost as if an entire star had decided to land right there in their multipurpose room. Suddenly, there was a real sense of excitement in the room, the teens getting visible aroused by merely looking upon the light, licking lips, adjusting clothing, looking around at the clenching thighs that was happening across the rows. “You get laid ten times between now and the end of the day and you’ll be bestowed the powers and title of ‘experienced’ lover. Your promise ring will be able to arouse, excite and even control your fellow students with this glorious white light, finally purifying yourself of your most perverted thoughts through the most effective means - fucking them out of your system!” The ring finally became its old boring silver, looking no more special than any of the others the other students had. “Oh and if it doesn’t glow? Well, then congratulations, you’re asexual enough to not need to take part in our experiment. You can of course, but you could also just go home and chill anyway you want, so I’ll let you decide that.”
Naturally almost all the students were sweating in anticipation looking at their own ring, most certainly knowing what colour theirs was going to be, but that previous white light had them still more aroused than they usually were in this hallowed school.
*SNAP*
Miss Peterson’s fingers snapped in front of the microphone, and like a night sky of smartphone cameras pointed at the stage, their rings lit up in an instant, a field of blacks with dots of greens every so often. The reactions were varied but expected. Numerous boys, perhaps some with mouths bigger than the pants they bragged to have, slipped their hands in their pockets to try to dim their lights to no avail, while numerous green lights were quickly shoved under skirted butts of girls who swore they weren’t sluts. Of course, other guys and girls held up their green light like freaking trophies, boys high fiving each other while other girls had themselves gossiping of how they already totally knew who had ‘sealed the deal’.
The acting principal and most fiery of redheads grinned at how much she had them positively wrapped around her fingers. “Now, you’re probably wondering-”
”Wait!!!” Flinging herself from behind the curtains, the whole crowd of glowing students groaned as they saw everyone’s least favourite super enthused über-Christian and her technicolor dream-mane named Angela Mason waving her arms. “Christian brothers and sisters! Please don’t listen to these Satanic lies! Can you not all tell that our lovely Miss Peterson has been possessed by the Devil with these words that spill forth?”
“Hail Satan!” That same green haired goth shouted out from the back.
Miss Peterson seemed to get quite the tickled look on her face, leaning on her elbow to allow her to continue as Angela sweated under the lights and gulped. “Y-Yes! We must rebel like Jesus against the Romans and-”
”Perhaps before you start telling others what to do, Angela,” Miss Peterson’s cat like grin grew as she interrupted her, “you should have a nice long talk with your friend?”
Angela rose an eyebrow at that, looking down to the front row where her bestest buds were. A shortish tomboy, chubby latina nerd and a leggy blonde in a leather jacket were all sitting on their hands before slowly lifting up their glowing green ring hand to their only virgin friend in meekness, blushes on their faces. “O-Oh…” Angela’s head fell to her feet, dragging them off the stage while mumbling her thoughts out. “R-Rebellion postponed then while I…. figure that out…”
“Well, now with that interruption over, does anyone have any actual questions?” There wasn’t much in terms of a response, most just more concerned about hiding their ring’s colour. “Really? No bites? Well, I’ll start if you’re all too nervous.” She started to point in various directions. “All waterfountains in the school have been replaced to be a refill station so to speak, as though no boy has spoken up yet, I’m sure a lot of them have been thinking that this whole thing sounds a lot easier for the females than the males, but have no fear.” She lifted a bottle of water, but it was swirling with something glowing a strange colour of pink. “In addition to the installation of nearby machines positively jammed packed with lubricant and safe sex devices such as condoms, the water in the fountains have been replaced with something truly remarkable that will rejuvenate and bounce back the libido for boys and girls alike. Just take a sip and suddenly you’ll be feeling as if you hadn’t gotten off for months with the arousal to match.”
In the centre row, one glowing black ring lifted into the air as shaky as a newborn fawn’s legs, the boy’s mop dark and messy, matching the black hoodie he slouched himself over in to hide his twiggy-thin body.
“Ah, finally!” Miss Peterson snapped her fingers and pointed over. “You there. Uh… Tanner Knudsen, right?”
”Uh yeah.” He somehow sounded meek despite throwing his voice loudly across to the stage. “So I’m just… Asking for a friend, but…” He winced as a hurricane of whispery gossip swirled around him, hushed statements that really punctuated the word ‘gay’ over and over again. He sighed. “B-But for my friend, what is.. uh… sex? I mean, if my friend wanted to have sex with a guy and-”
”Say no more Tanner!” Miss Peterson clapped and nodded. “Definitely an important point because it’s not as concrete as one would think.” She started counting on her fingers. “Oral sex, Anal sex, and Vaginal sex all count, and while there are various positions to try out, the most important things is this - all partners must get off. If you’re kissing with your boyfriend, cumming in each others hand, and you still are glowing dark, drink some water and try rubbing those penii together next time and I think you’ll find better results!”
Tanner sucked on his lower lip with a blush, rubbing his hands and suddenly a lot more guys were looking his way.
“Obviously, I could spend a lot of time today explaining the ins and outs of the experiment or how to put on a condom, et cetra, but just know that our entirely new staff this year of teachers, quite the good-looking bunch if I may say, will be available to answer all your questions about any aspect of this experiment. If you need clarification, just come and ask!”
Suddenly a lot more hands were popping up and she sighed. “Alright, I can already hear the questions coming, so let me just answer the two I think are burning in your mind.” She held up a finger. “There are promise rings under everyone’s seat, and if you have never put one on, good for you, but though it’s not obligatory to wear one, do you really want to miss out on the coming good times?” Only a couple of seconds passed before even more of the audience lit up, mostly green gleams adding a little more variety to the field of dark glows. Miss Peterson then raised a second finger seeing that most of the hands were still up. “Alright, and the most important question. What if you’re still a virgin by the afternoon? Well, you’re free to keep your virginity if you so desire, but know that those promise rings will become tools of chastity that you may never escape.” The sounds of gulping was near deafening from most of the students. “You will never be allowed to orgasm, not even in private when you think no one is watching.”
There was screaming, yelping and even fainting in the crowd, panic breaking out in spades, but Miss Peterson did little to calm them.
“Time starts now boys and girls. Good luck to all of you, and just know that you now have three hours to get laid if you want to cast away those virginities for good!” She waved away despite the fact that this multipurpose room was emptying out already, some running, some walking, some in panic talking to their friends. She leaned one more time into the microphone. “Oh yeah, and today’s cafeteria menu is chicken caesar salad wraps. Gotta keep those engines going, right? Toodles!”
The experiment had started, and it was going to be interesting to see how the various students react!
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