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The Deepwood Academy of Magic was once again breaking new ground as it readied itself to accept magically gifted humans from the Mundane Realm, a first in the wizarding world. There was a lot of resistance against the idea, but the last demon incursion into the realm of magic proved absolutely devastating and the wizarding world needed to bolster it's rank if it wanted to remain able to fight back the demons. Thankfully, breaking new ground wasn't new to the Deepwood Academy of Magic or it's Headmistress, Jayden Jareau. The Deepwood Academy of Magic has been the first academy to welcome women in it's ranks at the beginning of the 1900's, and just 2 years ago, the Deepwood Academy of Magic was the first and only academy to welcome Ectoplasts in it's ranks. Moreover, the Deepwood Academy of Magic is also the first and only academy to teach natural magic as opposed to the traditional magic which requires a wand or staff (i.e. magical implement) in order to be cast. This new time of magic was revealed by the Ectoplasts themselves, which is why many of the professors in the Academy are Ectoplasts.

Nestled in the forest of Deepwood, just a few miles away from the town by the same name, the halls of the Deepwood Academy of Magic once again await the arrival of students and professors for the next 8 months long academic year. Unlike most years where all students are ushered into the Great Hall for a speech from the Headmistress, this year was going to be a little different insofar as the mundanes would be welcomed into a different segregated hall in order to be gently introduced to the realm of magic, the academy and also, to be carefully walked through the admissions process. The other reason why the mundanes would be welcomed separately from the rest of the students is to not only ease them into the new reality of studying side by side with different species such as elves and Ectoplasts, but also to ensure that the unprotected mundanes were not exposed to Ectoplasts before being properly protected within their total enclosure latex suits. After all, even since two years ago when the Ectoplasts were welcomed to the Academy, all humanoid species have been strictly required to wear protective latex clothing or order to shield themselves from accidental exposure to the slime of Ectoplasts, which can have some pretty undesirable effects on humanoid physiology.

The ceremony to welcome the mundanes from the other realm would be held at the same time as the welcoming ceremony in the Great Hall, so the assistant Headmistress Winters would be the one to welcome the new arrivals since the Headmistress Jareau would be welcoming the regular students in the Great Hall at the same time. As the clock struck 9 AM, mundanes would start to appear out of nowhere, looking shocked and confused, some of whom would end up loosing their balance and collapsing on the floor from the sheer suddenness of the teleportation spell. Assistant Headmistress Winters would stand there in her tight shiny latex ensemble as she watched the chaos unfold for a few moments. Thankfully, the chaos would settle as wide eyed men and women looked around, still pretty confused.

OOC: All of the mundanes would have received invitations to visit the Academy after their first traumatic run in with a demon. The invitation would have specified that someone would come and pick them up at 9 AM SHARP. Depending on where you are, etc.... you will either hear a knock on the door, or your mobile phone will ring (or whatnot) at precisely 9 AM. The second you touch the door knob, or answer the phone or whatnot, you are teleported to a large stone hall with an elevated stage at the center. Standing on the stage is this beautiful woman dressed entirely in a shiny tight latex ensemble which covers absolutely everything but her face.

"Welcome everyone! Welcome to the Deepwood Academy of Magic. I am the assistant to Headmistress Jareau. I assume that most of you are quite confused and probably have many questions, but please keep those questions until the end.

As you must all clearly comprehend by now, your invitation to visit our school of magic wasn't some sort of prank, but a very serious offer. Judging from the looks on some of your faces, it would seem that the seriousness of our invitation is still sinking in....

All of you are here today because you share three important things in common. Number one, even though this will come as news to everyone, all of you here come from parents who were magically inclined. Number two, because of your heritage, all of you are magically inclined as well, since all children of magically inclined parents all inherit that power. And number three, your magical inclinations has drawn the attention of demons, demons whose single minded purpose is to eliminate you and all magically inclined beings such as yourselves. But, not to worry, all of you will be quite safe here at the Academy while you learn about magic and more importantly, learn to develop your innate magical abilities so that you may THRIVE in a world filled with magic, wonder and dangers!!!

Now, I want all of you to go over to the table over there and pick up one of the crystal balls."

For reasons that pass current understanding, all of the mundane students suddenly feel compelled to go an unquestionably pick up one of the crystal balls. And, as you do, your mind suddenly fills with a torrent of information, information about the realms, about magic, about well.... tons of new things. In this information you learn that:

1. You come from the "Mundane Realm", where technology, capitalism and industrialization overlook a chaotic system of countries.
2. There is a second parallel realm, called the "Magic Realm" which is geographically identical to the "Mundane Realm", but has evolved totally different.
3. People in the "Magic Realm" have the ability to travel between realms.
4. In the "Magic Realm", magic and creatures of fantasy exist. In fact, many of the mundane authors of fantasy books such as Tolkien actually came from the "Magic Realm".
5. The species which populate the "Magic Realm" includes Humans, Elves, Dryads, Dwarves, Hobbits, Giant Eagles, Ents, Orcs, Ogres, Dragons and Goblins.
6. You learn that the Deepwood Academy of Magic is nestled within the Deepwood Forest (i.e. where the mountainous region of Switzerland is), just a few miles from a small town by the same name.
7. You learn that the Deepwood Academy of Magic is headed by Headmistress Jareau. As you see images of her in your mind, you see a tall human woman with a well defined muscle tone, dressed entirely in tight shiny latex outfit.
8. You learn that the "Magic Realm" population is estimated at about 150 million humanoid creatures, and that almost all the realm is uninhabited wilderness.
9. You learn neither technology, industrialization nor the stain of capitalism exists in the "Magic Realm". That being said, the "Magic Realm" has it's own issues....
10. You lean that human and elf wizards and witches have joined together to form the "Ministry of Magic" and that through that organization, they promote magic and, most importantly, manage to fight against the demons which has been going on for millenia.
11. You learn that neither Dwarves nor Hobbits are magically gifted.
12. You learn that the realm only has a few hundred towns and perhaps just a few 'large' cities (whereas large is considered a population of ~100,000)
13. You learn that traditional magic, as it has been for millenia, is cast through conduits such as wands and staffs. That items can be imbued with magic as well.
14. You learn that throughout the ages the demons have attempt to invade the realms of Earth on several occasions. But none have been more devastating that the last attempt which happened just a mere decade ago.
15. You learn that in that last invasion, the demons used Ectoplasts to attack women.
16. You learn that Ectoplasts sustain themselves using Orgone energy. In the twin realms of Earth, the only source of Orgone energy is from a sexual orgasm. Females generate much higher levels of Orgone energy than men.
17. You learn that if an Ectoplast copulates with an unprotected human female, there is a very high risk that the slime from the Ectoplast will render the human female "magically barren", which is to say that although the female can still produce offsprings, these offsprings will not be magically inclined.
18. You learn that the demons hoped to basically render all witches "magically barren", thus ended the possibility of magically inclined offsprings and thus, ensuring that in due time, there will be almost no wizards or witches left to defend the twin realms of Earth. With the wizards and witches out of the picture, the demons could easily invade and enslave most of the denizens of the twin realms of Earth.
19. You learn that, for the most part, Ectoplasts participated in the demon invasion against their will. Most of them were infected with a sickness which made them incapable of controlling their impulses and their desire to feed on humanoid females for Orgone.
20. You learn that Headmistress Jareau was one of the first witches/wizards to discern that Ectoplasts were not all 'evil'. Through her careful investigation, aided by several trusted witches and wizards, Headmistress Jareau was able to rescue several Ectoplasts from the sickness which was infecting them. One thing led to another, and before long, it became quickly apparent that Ectoplasts hated demons just as much as the witches and wizards did and that Ectoplasts desired to establish settlements in the "Magic Realm" and join the "Ministry of Magic" to assist in the fight against the demons.
21. You learn that apart from their equal hatred for demons, Ectoplasts also know about casting magic without the need for a magical conduit, such as a wand or a staff. The Ectoplasts are more than eager to share this knowledge with the witches and wizards of the twin realms of Earth.
22. You learn that a ground breaking accord was struck between the Ectoplasts and the leading species of the twin realms of Earth, whereupon the witches and wizards of the "Ministry of Magic" would assist in the rescue and healing of Ectoplasts which would be settled in Ectoplast settlements within the "Magic Realm". In exchange, the Ectoplasts would share with everyone their knowledge of natural magic and everything they know about other realms, including the realm of demons. Moreover, the Ectoplasts would join the "Ministry of Magic" and add their efforts to the cause of repelling the demons from the twin realms of Earth.
23. You learn that the Deepwood Academy of Magic is the first and only magic academy to welcome Ectoplasts. You also learn that studying and living side-by-side with Ectoplast isn't without issues and that all humanoid beings interacting with the Ectoplasts here at the Academy must ALWAYS wear totally enclosing latex suits to protect them from the slime of Ectoplasts...
24. You learn that the author of the Harry Potter series of books is a witch from the "Magic Realms" and that the books themselves were based on a true story...
25. You learn that the Deepwood Academy of Magic hosts several students houses, not unlike Hogwarts. In the case of Deepwood Academy, the house are Lionheart, Heronleap, Dragonnest and Satyren.
26. You learn that the Lionheart House also has an all female sub-group called "The Order" which is unique to this Academy.
27. You learn about the many benefits of magic, from living a long life, to never aging, to curing diseases, to healing the wounded, to enchanting items, to.... <lots and lots of wondrous magic stuff here>

Even through you desire to know more, the magical knowledge transfer ends there, suddenly... just like that.... After giving everyone the chance to orient themselves after the rather disorienting transfer of basic knowledge, the assistant Headmistress speaks up:

"I take it many of your questions have been answered. Now, before we continue, I want to apologize for a bit of subterfuge. All of you came here today under the guise that you would be visiting the Academy. This is unfortunately a lie. None of you are here to visit, you are all here to join. In fact, today will be your first day at the Academy. I know this must come as a shock, but after careful reflection, the Council of Mages engineered this subterfuge in order to make it easy for people to accept the invitation. The logic behind that is really complicated, but it is what it is...

Now, you can refuse to join, but if you do, we will wipe your minds of all knowledge and events that led to your arrival here before sending you back to the "Mundane Realm". But if this is your choice, be aware of the consequences. If demons attack you after you return to the "Mundane Realm", wizards or witches will not come your your aid. You will be on your own. Seeing that none of you are any match for a demon, such an unfortunate event will surely spell your doom. As such.... choose wisely....

If you do not want to join the academy, the exit is through the wooden door to the left of this hall. However, if you do want to join the academy, if you feel excited to begin a new life full of new near limitless possibilities, then, ONE AT A TIME, step up to the pedestal over here and place your hand on it. The rest will become apparent as soon as you touch the pedestal"

OOC: If you choose to NOT JOIN (which is a choice you can actually make if you want), you can roleplay that. But your departure from this roleplay will be permanent. I would hope that after all the effort of making a character sheet, etc..., you will not do something as silly as depart ;-)
 
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Oliver would slowly rise from bed clearly pissed off, why was his doorbell ringing so early in the morning. "Fuck off" he would scream loudly before making his way downstairs shirtless dressed only in a pair of shorts. The stairway down was grand and showed the prestige of his family, of course Oliver had no care for this and decided to like most days slide down on the bannister. Once down he would walk to the door rubbing his eyes in a futile attempt to wake him up properly, upon touching the doornob Oliver would appear elsewhere.

Suddenly he was in a giant stone hall staining directly at an attractive woman dressed in a latex suit. "Someone's into BDSM" he muttered under his breath before looking around the room as the woman spoke, apparently she was a deputy head. interesting, the staff here all dress like they are in 50 shades of grey.

Once she was finished talking Oliver would follow most of the students in touching the crystal balls, when he did so information would all rush through his head. "So we can meet Harry fucking Potter" he chuckled slightly hoping to get a reaction from some of the others and forgetting the fact that he was only in his shorts. The woman would then speak again providing the students with a choice, a choice he knew what he would do with. Slowly he would walk over to the pedestal and place his hand on it as instructed curious to see what've would happen next.
 
Alex is out for his morning run, his feet pounding his way through a three-mile loop of his neighborhood. It had been a month since the accident and he was pushing himself to get back to his full capacity. His body was screaming at him as he turned up the driveway, sweat running down his body as he walks into the house. He grabs a glass of water, chugging it down before he refills, making sure to keep hydrated.

He puts the glass down as his phone rings. He picks it up, looking at the number curiously. He didn't recognize it but something about it tickled his memory. He flicks the screen to answer and the world goes black. He doesn't have time to panic before he's standing in a large hall, surrounded by other people looking just as confused as he is. He's still holding his phone and is drenched in sweat. Everyone else is in varying states of dress, some looking like they just got up.

His attention is drawn to the woman at the front of the hall, and he listens as she explains what is going on. He tries to focus but is distracted by the fact that she is dressed in a very tight full body latex outfit. He does vaguely remember the fancy letter he received, but between physical and mental therapy to get over the accident it had completely slipped his mind. He stares incredulously as she explains that not only can he do magic, there is a school for it as well. He walks over and touches one of the crystal balls, rolling his eyes as he hears another guy make a bad joke. As he touches the ball his mind is force-fed information, catching him up on everything that he needed to know right now. He takes his hand off the ball, reeling at the glut of information he just learned.

He puts his hand to his head, looking around as the others take in the information. Most looked just as confused as he did, so that was reassuring. He contemplates what he just learned. Did he really want to stay and learn magic? If she was telling the truth then it was a demon that killed Courtney. And if he stayed he would be able to get revenge for her. So he walks up, putting his hand on the pedestal next to the other guy.
 
Abbey Chase

After encountering the demon and the robed man in her house, Abbey rationalized that she had obviously suffered some sort of mental breakdown which manifested itself as a truly realistic hallucination. At least, that's what she believed until she found the gold embossed invitation on her desk. How could this be? The invitation was obviously real, she wasn't dreaming. And the envelop seemed to parallel things that the robed man had told her as well....

The apparition of the envelop once again challenged Abbey's confidence in her state of mind. To her, none of this was possible, so obviously there HAD to be some sort of explanation, but that explanation was escaping her right about now.

The night after reading the invitation, Abbey found sleep to be as elusive as a proper explanation for all this crazy demon stuff. What was worse is that there seemed to be a small part of her which believed that all of this was real. Of course, the rest of her was screaming for answers as it desired a return to normalcy. After a fruitless and long sleepless night, Abbey would go through her usual morning routine, albeit with be a brisk cold shower instead of her usual soothing warm shower. Today's morning outfit would consist of black g-string panties, her favorite bra (very important when you have F-cup breasts), a pair of pale blue skinny jeans and a plain white t-shirt which fit her snugly. Abbey rarely put on makeup since she really didn't need it, but she did spend a good amount of time brushing her hair, making it 'just so'. All the while, her mind was still trying to rationalize the strange events that had transpired.

At 9 AM sharp, Abbey, who was sitting at her desk re-reading the invitation, would hear a knock on her bedroom door. "Come in mum!" she said, obviously thinking it was her mother, but the door would remain closed as yet another knock sounded out. Believing that her mom probably had her hands full with something like laundry or whatnot, Abbey would get up and say "Hold on!..." as she reached for the door knob to let her mom in. And just as she touched the door knob, just there, the world suddenly stretched and warped out of focus, as if Abbey had been accelerated at ridiculously high speed somewhere else. The trip was instantaneous, but it was hugely jarring, as Abbey ended up somewhere totally different. Abbey would end up stumbling and then falling to the ground in utter shock and confusion, as she had to fight a mercifully brief urge to vomit. After a brief moment of just sitting there on the ground looking stupified, Abbey would force herself back up, her bright grey eyes looking to and fro at a whole bunch of other men and women looking just as confused and disoriented as she was as chaos washed over the crowd of people for a few moments. Some people seemed less disoriented while others looked downright panicked. Abbey for her part would recover relatively quickly, as she took the time to examine her new surroundings, realizing that she was standing in a rather stunning stone hall with vaulted ceilings, marble floors and really impressive stained glass windows. But this wasn't a church, there were no religious symbols anywhere. If anything, the feel of the place reminder her more of an academic institution, like Oxford where she had visited recently.

Just then, a woman standing on a stage at the center of the hall would speak, capturing Abbey's attention in the process. The woman was gorgeous, but what really caught Abbey's attention was her rather provocative all enclosing latex ensemble, which clung to her curves as light from all around shone off of the shiny material. Abbey literally pinched herself in disbelief as the woman spoke to the crowd... But, nothing happened. Abbey was still in that hall and the woman was still talking to them. And suddenly that little part of her mind that seemed to believe all of this was real nagged her with a "I told you so..."

By the time Abbey placed a hand on one of the crystal balls, her whole world would change in an instant. Knowledge of things unheard and things undiscovered flooded through her mind in crystal clear clarify as it rooted itself as a certainty in her mind. By the time Abbey would let go of the crystal ball, all she could say was this feminine "Bloody hell...." in her perfect spotless proper British accent.

Everyone in the hall were given a choice and given what she now knew, Abbey decided right there and then to accept the invitation. The biggest part of her reasoning was that this new world would present a source of knowledge she could never get anywhere else. But the part about being able to cure diseases, and heal people, and help people also very much appealed to her. After all, why learn medicine, when you can learn magic and heal people with it!!!

It was strange how just 3 minutes ago, Abbey was convinced she was crazy and now, this certainty was replacing all the doubts she had about her sanity. She would wait for her turn to touch the pedestal as she watched one man step up to it and put his hand on it followed by this disembodied voice of an old man saying a booming "Satyren!" which echoed through the hall. As she heard that word, she realized the pedestal was 'shorting' the new arrival into a house, just like in the Harry Potter series. The next guy would step up, quite eagerly in fact as he almost put his hand on the pedestal at the same time as the first one, and seconds after placing his hand on the pedestal, the disembodied voice would boom "Lionheart!". Then it was her turn as Abbey stepped up to the pedestal and placed her hand on it. It felt really strange, as though something was rummaging through her mind, through her memories. But the feeling was short as the booming voice said "The Order!" which drew a raised eyebrow and look of surprise from the assistant head mistress who was watching the proceeding unfold. 'What was that about' thought Abbey as she moved away from the pedestal to give the next person a chance to step up.
 
To Everyone who Isn't a Mundane

Hundreds of new students now filled the Great Hall as they waited for the Headmistress to show up. All Elves and all Humans were dressed in totally enclosing latex ensembles, and this included both students and staff. Joining them were several Ectoplasts, some of them students and the rest professors standing on the stage waiting for the welcoming ceremony to begin. Most of the new humanoid students looked a bit sheepish considering that this was probably their first time wearing tight latex, a material which by it's nature can made any feel self-conscious. There certainly were more than a few furtive looks here and there as some stared at others, 'enjoying the view' so to speak. The latex certainly didn't leave much to the imagination. Even when wearing latex garments on top of the protective total enclosure catsuits, the latex still looked revealing. And standing close to Ectoplasts for the first time was, for many of the students, something that caused some uneasiness...

For Jayden the integration of the school was something that she strove for since the opening of the school. A school that was opened by her late husband Magnus. Why he had built such a lovely place for her, was beyond her understanding, but here she was as the head of one of the most prestigious if not the one and only prestigious school of magic. Elves, humans, ectoplasts alike learning magic without a fear in the world. She was not one for speeches, she left that to her assistant, but this year she was doing it differently. She was making a speech and she had no idea what to say.

She was in her office and she was looking at a portrait of her late husband. “What do I say Magnus? I don’t want them to see some dictator... I am not used to public speaking; I want the students to see that their HeadMistress is someone that they can approach for whatever they need. Whether it be a talk about something wrong in their life, or whether it be the history of magic.” She tells the portrait. The perks of being the headmistress you had a lot of privacy to yourself and could do whatever you wanted. It was getting close to the time for her speech, and she was nowhere near ready. She was in her undergarments and a robe pondering what to wear.

She quickly took the robe off and she grabs her red latex suit and she slips her feet into the suit. She navigated her feet into their proper place and she looks down and moves her hands around making sure that no creases were being made. She worked the suit up her body once again making sure that no creases were present. She slides her arms into the neck of the suit putting her arms into their proper spot, slowly working her fingers into the gloves. She made sure that everything was fight and snug and she placed her open face hood over her head. She grabs her red matching sun hat and places it on top of her head. There was a knock on the door and she quickly got her knee-high red heels.

She grabs her corset and walks out of her off and into a portal. Suddenly, as though appearing from out of nowhere was this very tall woman, with this obvious muscle tone and dressed head to toe in a latex ensemble to put everyone else to shame. She looks at them and raises a finger as she put the corset around her waist and she fastens the hooks around the studs, her figure becoming more hourglass. She looks at the class and takes a deep breath and finally spoke.

"Welcome everyone, welcome to a new academic year here at the Deepwood Academy of Magic. I am your Headmistress, Jayden Jareau! I realize that a lot of your must feel nervous right now given your new situation, but I assure you, the feeling will pass as you settle into your studies and academic obligations, as you make new friends, and as you discover the new and exciting world of natural magic. Many of you are already very well acquainted with traditional magic using wands and staves, but in this academy, none of these conduits are allowed. It is in fact forbidden for anyone other than staff to carry any wands or other magic conduits. This is why most of you will once again feel new at this, a sentiment which be both exciting and perhaps a little unsettling. But just like the protective latex outfits you are wearing, you are going to get used to it over time.

The Academy prides itself with it's inclusivity, which is why I would like to give a special warm welcome to all of our Ectoplast professors, staff members and students. We are all here to learn, and this includes learning from one another.

All of the students should have received your curriculums along with your mandatory protective latex suits. I hope that all of you took the time to read all of the information that you received before arriving here at the Academy. However, I would like to take this opportunity to highly a few important things.

Firstly, it is absolutely forbidden for anyone to cast magic on someone else within their prior consent. Violation of this rule will be severely punished, and the punishment will scale with the severity of the spell that was cast.

Secondly, it is absolutely forbidden for Ectoplasts to attempt to take humanoid females without the prior consent. Rules about Ectoplast humanoid consent are in your information packages, so make sure you are well acquainted with them. Now there is one exception to the rule. All witches who join The Order give automatic implicit consent to be taken by Ectoplasts, whenever and wherever. That being said, it is strongly suggested that Ectoplasts continue to exercise the rules of consent out of respect to these young adult witches. You won't get punished for not asking consent, but if Ectoplasts repeatedly take advantage of this loophole, you will be invited to a not-so-pleasant visit to my office.

Thirdly, punctuality is paramount! Tardiness will be frowned upon and skipping classes will win you a visit to either my office or my assistants office. Now, I realize that most of you are new and don't know you way around the Academy, so tardiness will be forgiven during the first week, but after that... no more excuses. So make sure you learn your way around the academy quickly.

Apart from your academic obligations, all students at the Academy must participate in extracurricular activities. Whether you play Quidditch, or take magical fencing, or assist the ground-keeping in maintaining the grounds, all of you must involve yourself in something other than just academic pursuits. It gives you the opportunity to mingle with your classmates outside of an academic settings but it also helps you shift your daily perspective to something different.

And last, but by no means least, cheating will absolutely not be tolerated. If you ever dare cheat in my Academy, you are going to quickly find out exactly why I've been the head mistress of the Academy for the past 609 years.

Okay, now that we are past the rules comes the time of the sorting. Each one of you, in no particular order, will step up to the pedestal over here, place your hand on it, and wait to be sorted. Students sorted into Lionheart will head through the portal beside the lion statue, those sorted into Heronleap will head through the portal besides the Heron statue over there, those sorted into Dragonnest will head through the portal besides the Dragon statue and those sorted into Satyren will step through the Satyr statue over there. And if someone gets sorted into the Order, you also get to step through the Lionheart portal, but you will end up somewhere different than the others.

On that note... Enjoy your stay at my school."

She walks to her left about to leave, but she slides back front and center.

"I almost forgot. The latex suits your are required to wear are meant for your protection. You must wear them at all times, no exception! Any violation of this rule is grounds for immediate expulsion. As noted in the information you were given, there are specific places at the Academy, like the pool, where humanoid students and staff can forgo the wearing of latex. Ectoplasts are strictly forbidden from accessing those areas for fear that they might accidentally expose someone to their naturally occurring slime.

Although I should not have to remind anyone of this, willfully exposing an unprotected humanoid to slime is a crime! If your are exposed to slime while unprotected, please immediately report to the infirmary for treatment!

And last, but by no means least.... I am not only the head mistress of the Academy, but I am also one of it's counselors. Although my role as head mistress requires me to be strict in many ways, don't cast me as some evil overlord of the Academy. Come talk to me. You'd be surprised what millennia of life experience can bring. I am here to help each and every one of you in whatever way that is needed" She takes a deep breath, "Anyway, I'll stop before I begin ranting. Set forth, make friends, enjoy life, and enjoy learning natural magic" She tells them.

She clicks her tongue and wondered if her speech was precise and to the point. She walks to her left exiting the Hall through a door, leaving the professors on the stage to manage the sorting process. She looks around, "Did I well do well Magnus? Was it too much?" She asks no one in particular. She was always questioning herself, she was always wondering if her husband would approve. While this was her school for six hundred and nineteen years, it was still Magnus' love project. She looks around and sighs wondering what to do next.
 
He would softly smile at Abby in a somewhat manipulative way, he wanted something out of her but he was not sure what that was yet. "School is big huh, maybe we could work together to try and explore it." He would say to her in his usual manipulative tone.

His last few schooling experiences didn't go to well, he was kicked out of them after all, he had to change his behaviour if he was to succeed at this school. He had been on the news a few times mostly due to his royal relations and his families status, it was quite possible that Abby would recognise his face due to being British, he definitely recognised he really from billboard so and such, she was a famous model after all.

As he waited for the girl to respond he wouldn't think about the houses, he remembered the order was all girls and smiled slightly, they must have a lot of fun together. He wasn't sure what type of people would be in his house but if the system was good then he would be put with like minded people, people that he could manipulate and get to do things for him. If anyone tried to challenge him they've would find themselves with a broken nose, it was unfortunate that he didn't have his knife with him, it served to make him feel safe.
 
Alex nods to the girl as he steps back from the pedestal, smiling and taking in an eyeful. She definitely was a looker. He steps down, mingling among the rest of the people there as one by one they go up and get placed. The hall booms with echos of "Lionheart. Satyren. Heronleap. Dragonnest." And much more infrequently. "The Order." There were some people though who elected not to get placed, instead walking out and going back to their old lives.

Alex watches as the number of people waiting to be sorted shrinks, people starting to gravitate toward members of their own house, chatting with the people they were placed with. He finds himself in a decent sized group, introducing himself. There were people from all over. Different countries, different walks of life. It was nice to see that they all leaned toward being athletes. These were people he could talk to. They would talk sprint times, weight limits, things like that.

They were waiting for everyone to get sorted before they were told where to go. He hoped that it would happen soon. Because his sweat was starting to dry on him and he felt gross. He needed a shower and a change. Even if that change apparently meant getting into a skintight latex outfit like the assistant head mistress.
 
Abbey Chase

Abbey still felt in a bit of a haze as she moved aside to let other students step up to the pedestal to be sorted. Her logical mind was still reeling with the apparent fact that all of this was in fact real. Abbey was pretty convinced that none of this was an hallucination. As the stone hall continued to boom with the names of houses being called out, one of the male students would approach Abbey.

"Uh?..." is all Abbey could come up with at first before her mind began snapping out of the haze it was in. Abbey took a second as she examined the student approaching her, her eidetic memory quickly sorting out the fact that she knew who he was. She would say "Oh, yes, of course, exploring sounds like a fine idea." to the bit about exploring the academy, before adding after a brief pensive pause "I recognize you. You are Oliver Gore. I briefly met your parents at a gala a couple of years ago. I'm Abigail, pleasure to meet you...". Abbey was usually guarded when being approached by men, a side effect of having learned early on that men can be pigs, but this time around Abbey would opt to be approachable. After all, she was entering a new chapter in her life, so making a first good impression and making friends would be important.

"All of this seems so unbelievable. Magic, fantasy creatures, Ectoplasts and even this thing about being encased in latex... Part of me still thinks that I'm hallucinating..." Although Abbey herself had never worn latex before, she had seen other models wear it. She wasn't sure how to feel about it seeing that she had heard how sweaty you get when you wear it. At the same time, some of the models she knew seemed to really love how it felt and certainly, how it looked. She even know one model who was absolutely in love with it.
 
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A new year, a new crop of students, and new contributions to the library, all the things that Geril needed to keep him contented. He had not fully occupied the Deepwood Academy Library, though he would by the end of the year. He had already extended into the academy grounds in other directions, and would likely occupy most if not all of the academy grounds by the end of his growing life. As he listened to the trample of feat through the vibrations that carried in the floors, other parts of him merrily checked and sorted books, maps, texts, videos, and other materials in the library. Tentacles would appear from underneath stacks or from holes in the masonry and manipulate something before disappearing and leaving the library, apparently empty.

He found these humans fascinating. They were empty vessels filled mostly with questions he was happy to answer. They were from a strange place and he had heard mentions of things such as "iphone" and "kpop" and other strange and wonderful things that he was eager to inquire about as soon as he had a chance to ask. It had been a logn time since he was the one asking questions, which was a feeling he enjoyed.
 
He would extend a hand as she told him her name, of course he already knew it but he wanted to act completely unaware so not to scare her off. "How about we can be each other's first friends, it would be good to have someone who has got my back wouldn't you say?" He would run the back of his head before looking back towards the women in latex.

"I think that to if I'm being honest, it's hard to believe that so much magic exists in the world, the main thing that blows my mind is that Harry Potter is fucking real." He would chuckle slightly before whispering something in her ear not wanting the staff to hear. "Some part of me thinkable that all the staff are huge pervs and want to innact some kinky fantasy, I bet they are all really chill around sex here." He would then pull back and look towards the women in latex. "Hey what do we do now miss" he would shout making sure she heard.
 
Abbey Chase
Abbey would nod with a "We can definitely give it a shot" to the 'first friends' remark before cracking a grin as Oliver talked about this whole 'Harry Potter' is real bit... She would reply "I know! I love that book series, and to think all of it is a true story. I must admit though, I have a little less respect for Rowling now that I know that the books were not a manifestation of a fertile imagine but rather, just a biography of historic facts. Well written though, but still...." As Oliver talked about the academy being full of pervs, Abbey retorted "Well, let's not judge to conclusions. After all, if I understand the knowledge that this crystal ball implanted in my head, those latex suits do seem to server a serious purpose." before adding a comical "But who knows, maybe we'll get luck and you are right..."

The Assistant Headmistress Answering Oliver's Question
"I'm glad you asked Oliver." It was really strange how the assistant headmistress seemed to know Oliver's name... She would wave a latex gloved finger as if beckoning something or someone from the back to come forward, and as she did, latex clad men and woman would walk forward "These young men and woman are second year students and they will be your guides for the next hour or so. Well, as most of you can see, students of each houses are congregating into groups. Please go to them and they will tell you what happens next..."

While pointing from one person to the next she would say "Over here is Sylvester, he will be guiding all of the students selected to join Satyren. Behind him is Felicity and she will be guiding all of the students selected to join Dragonnest. Then there is Emma leading for Lionheart and finally, Thundruil will guide the students of Heronleap."

Sylvester looked like a tall confident young adult, nicely built and cleanly shaven. He was dressed in a crisp business-blue latex three piece suit with a pale blue pinstripes, a while latex shirt with a dark red latex tie, all of that over a black latex catsuit. The entire look gave him a definite business look. Emma for her part was dressed in a somewhat loose fitting one piece pearlsheen bluesteel latex pantsuit and black latex catsuit. The pantsuit had a real 'modern fashion' feel to it, feminine yet independent. Felicity was dressed in very intricate and flowing pearlsheen pink latex dress over a white latex catsuit and lastly, Thundruil, who is an elf, was dressed a latex ensemble that could only be described as the 'grunge' equivalent of fashions, but in latex, all of it over a black latex catsuit.

Upon hearing the latest information, students would begin to naturally congregate around their respective group leader in preparation for whatever would come next.

Abbey stood there, feeling a bit left out and perhaps somewhat confused as she looked at the assistant headmistress as if about to ask a question, but the assistant headmistress would spot Abbey, raise up a 'hold on' latex gloved finger as she looked around, as if looking for something, before smiling and nodding as she gestured someone else from another part of the hall to move forward "Abbey, since you been selected to join the order which was um.... unexpected, please follow Katherine over there, she will tell you what to do. Good luck." As Abbey turned around to look at Katherine, she would spy a tall fit young woman with large bosoms and dressed in a skintight purple'ish gunmetal latex catsuit accented by nun habit motif around the neck (in white), long black skintight latex gloves and black skintight latex stockings with small flat heels attached. Katherine even wore a head dress very similar to what nuns would wear, all of it latex, obviously. Also of notice was how snug the latex catsuit was, revealing to the casual observer things like the outline of Katherine's nipples, her belly button and if one were to squint a bit, somewhat of a cameltoe between her long legs.

Abbey Chase
Although Katherine looked impossibly hot in such a shiny skintight latex catsuit, Abbey was suddenly quite concerned with that whole 'nun' motif as she turned around, looking at the assistant headmistress and saying "I am really hoping The Order isn't some sort of nunery, because I am definitely not nun material..."

The Assistant Headmistress Answering Abbey's Concerns
Amused by Abbey's concern, to the point of almost snickering, the assistant headmistress would reply "No Abbey, the witches of The Order are definitely not nuns. In fact, in this realm, this type of head dress has nothing to do with what you call nuns. I encourage your to visit out vast library and find out the historical significance of Katherine's outfit." The answer seemed to calm Abbey down, which was good since Abbey had no plans to become a nun....

"Any other questions?" asked the assistant headmistress as she looked around the hall for any takers...
 
Alex Fleming

Alex moves over to the girl names Emma. She was tall and completely covered in latex like everyone else he had seen around here. She smiles at him and introduces herself to the group. She takes the group and shows them the portal, walking through and leading them into the common room of their area. There is a large fireplace crackling on one side of the room with large plush chair arrayed in front of it.

"Welcome to your new home everyone." She walks into the room and spreads her arms, showing off the common room. "The male's rooms is here on my left, the women's room is on my right. You're allowed to chose your room and that will belong to you for the entire duration of your stay here at the academy. All the doors that are open are free and all the doors that are closed are already occupied. So. Enjoy." She waves her hand and some wind blows through the window, fluttering everyone's hair. She smiles and walks away, letting everyone mingle and chose their rooms.

Alex turns to the guy next to him, introducing himself. The man smiles and introduces himself as Greg Harris. They chat about their lives outside the academy, talking about the things they did, the sports they played, regular things. They dodged around the elephant in the room, or rather the room around the elephant. It was strange to be standing here, in a building filled with magic.

Alex excuses himself and goes to pick out his room, not really caring where he slept but wanting to stake out his room.
 
GM to Abbey

Katherine smiles at the newest member of the order. "Welcome to the Order. I'm so happy to meet you." She extends a latex clad hand to greet the newest member of the exclusive sisterhood. "If you would follow me I can show you to your rooms." She turns and walks through a portal next to the Lionheart's portal. They shared a tower but were unable to connect. It was more for the safety of the humanoid students than anything. The school didn't want Ectoplasts to accidentally stumble upon a room of someone who wasn't of the Order. That could lead to all sorts of awkward consent violations. And no one wanted that.

So these girls were given their own area. Katherine was waiting in the common area. "Welcome to your new home. There will be plenty of space for you. They made our area large but unfortunately, not a lot of people get sorted into the Order. So there are lots of rooms for you to choose from." She waves to the two staircases behind her. "We don't have gender-specific areas because it's all women," she says with a laugh. "The architects are just very particular about symmetry. All the house areas are laid out the same. Do you have any questions?"
 
Oliver gore

He would having just heard from the assistant head that he had to get into groups go towards the man called sylvesta. "It seems someone is enjoying the latex" he said to the man.
((Gonna quickly control the man, tell me of it's not okay and I will change it))

Sylvesta
He would look at Oliver with a friendly smile before whispering in his ear. "From what I have heard you have quite a negative reputation in the mundane realm, it seems you will fit right in with us, I also heard that you are great at manipulation, who knows maybe one day you might be the head boy for this house." He would chuckle ever so slightly afterwards knowing that the new students this year may have some great potential.

Oliver
He would be somewhat surprised that sylvesta knew so much about him. "You may blow my cover." He said in a low tone. "I want to act all chilverous and friendly like most of these fuckers seem to be"
He was always quite rude not having much of a filter. As the man took the kids to the dorm area Oliver would barely listen to what was being said instead just going into one of the rooms with an open door not particularly giving a shit. "any man even thinks about coming into my room and there will be trouble." He felt it was better to assert his dominance very early on so others in his house didn't get to ambitious.
 
Abbey Chase
Abbey smiled back at Katherine as her eyes took a second to do a quick top to bottom examination. Katherine's latex catsuit left little to the imagination. Except for the latex that stretched between her large perky breasts and the latex between her buttocks, the rest of the suit seemed almost painted on. Abbey could see the outline of Katherine's nipples, her belly button and a hint of a camel toe between the legs, causing Abbey to blush a little as she realized that is what she would be wearing soon.

She would follow Katherine through the portal which was a really strange experience. Once second Abbey was in the large stone hall and the next second, she was in the much smaller common room. The common room itself was somewhat cozy, with several large rubber covered couches and chairs. Even the curtains were made of rubber. The room had several study tables here and there and, along the walls, multiple bookcases filled with old dusty tomes and the such. The domed ceiling was obviously magical and projected what looked like a night sky with an aurora borealis dancing about. And of course, there was the obligatory magical fire place with a couple of couches sitting in front of it in a semi-circle.

Abbey was a bit worried that there would be Ectoplasts in the area, but Katherine would put her mind at ease by telling her that for the next couple of hours, Ectoplasts were not allowed to access any of the living areas in any of the houses, including The Order, in order to ensure that new arrivals had time to settle in and get suited up. By 11 AM, Ectoplasts would be allowed to return to their houses.

Abbey would end up picking one of the empty rooms. The entire area was quite empty and she wondered where everyone was but kept the question to herself. The room itself had stone walls, wooden beamed ceilings, one large pane glass window and a large four post king sized bed made of old red oak sporting purple latex bedsheets and a dark blue latex duvet. The canopy of the bed which was held up by the four posts was made of dark purple latex. The curtains were dark purple latex with intricate etchings made of lighter purple. Butted up against the window was a old wooden desk with a lamp and an old wooden chair obviously reupholstered with black latex. And last, but by no means least, there was one archway which led into a walk in closet. There was no door, but as Abbey approach and walked past it, there was this strange shimmer, as if she had walked past some sort of force field.

"What's that?" asked Abbey. She didn't know about the 'humanoid' only force field which prevented Ectoplasts from getting into the walk in closets. Abbey wasn't aware of the fact that ALL closets were strictly off limits to ALL Ectoplasts, all the time, no matter what, since humanoids might be unprotected while changing. So the force field ensured the safety of humanoid students.

The walk-in closet itself was quite big. In the middle of the closet was a large wooden bench upholstered in black latex. The left side wall was the outside wall and was mostly bare except for a couple of narrow but tall pane glass windows and three lanterns which bathed the entire closet in a soft white light as soon as someone entered the closet.

On one right side wall was all the wooden closet organizer made of wooden shelves, several drawers, a shoe rack and a clothing rack. Latex clothing of all sorts was neatly arranged either on hangers or, on wooden shelves. There was some rubber shoe-ware, like rubber ankle boots, rubber boots, high heels, etc... The drawers contained things like latex gloves, stockings, camisoles, t-shirts.

On the far wall was some sort of specialized hanging dummy which held Abbey's official latex catsuit, which looked exactly like Katherine's catsuit. Also handing were a long pair of skintight black latex gloves and black latex stockings.

"So, um, I guess I have to put this thing on... Any tips?"
 
To All Students In The Great Hall (i.e. students that come from the Magic Realm, such as Elves, Ectoplasts and humans who are already well acquainted with the Magic Realm)

As the head mistress leaves the stage, one of the professors, an Ectoplasts which looks like a gelatinous Man-O-War (OOC: think Hanar on Mass Effect) floats forward and with a strange but soothing voice, says:

"All right students, it's time to get sorted. Please, form an orderly line in front of the pedestal and, one by one, step up to the pedestal and place your hand on the opal orb. Once your house name is announced, please move forth through the appropriate portal which will lead you to the common room for your house. There, you will find existing house mates waiting for you. They will orient you through the selection of your rooms, house rules, and so on.

HOWEVER!!!! Ectoplasts students MUST remain in the Great Hall until 11 AM. Access to the houses is strictly forbidden to Ectoplasts at this time since new students coming from the mundane realm will be arriving and none of them are appropriately protected in latex at this point. For the safety of the new students from the mundane world, no Ectoplasts, either new students, existing students or staff, are allowed anywhere near any of the student houses. Now don't worry, plenty of your house mates will come and join our new Ectoplasts here in the Great Hall to keep them company and to also begin their orientation until 11 AM.

Also, to all our new and even our existing Ectoplasts students. As I mentioned before, we have new students from the mundane world arriving. I assume that all of them will be rather bewildered with their new reality. For them, things like magic, Dragons, Hobbits, Elves, Dwarves, Orcs, Goblins and Ectoplasts, all of this will be very new to them. So please, go easy on them since they will possibly fear you at first. Be gentle, be kind and be understanding seeing that their world has just been turned upside down. I've also been told that, by some unexpected twist of fate, one of the mundane students has been sorted into The Order. Obviously, this is very unusual... To my Ectoplasts brethren, please be gentle with her in the first few days.

Finally, as a reminder, once you gain access to your common rooms, make sure to consult the bulletin boards since they have plenty of invitations to extra-curricula activities. ALL STUDENTS must select at least one extra-curricula activity on top of their academic workload."

The Ectoplasts professor would gesture a slimy gelatinous tentacle towards the pedestal as he said "Let us start..."
 
Antalya Venturi

Antalya focused her mind, gathered the mental image she had committed to memory. The Gnarled Blackthorn wand began to take shape. Over the last few weeks she had practiced this spell over and over, she was finally ready to cast it with full intent. Her wand had been an extension of her self for two centuries, if they expected her to to just hand it over they had better think again. The image locked in her mind. She opened her eyes and flicked the wand in her hand. With a tiny popping sound the blurred image of her wand floating in front of her became clear. It wavered in the air for a second then dropped. With a quick hand she whipped out and caught it with her free hand. "Ha, that should do it!" She now held a perfect identical copy of her wand in her left hand, her real one still grasped in her right.

With the amounts of magic she had poured into that spell the copy would be indistinguishable from her real wand. "Now, for this next spell..." She knew this next one was going to be the real kicker. She had combed through her family's library for the right spell book and had the dusty tomb laid out in her art room. The book was massive and most was indecipherable. Written in runes and languages long dead or known only by the oldest of creatures. The part she needed was near the end though, and thankfully it was written in a dialect of elvish she knew. Enchantment and transmutation of a focus, wand, or staff. Seemed straight forward enough, she knew her eldest brother had done it. Besides she only needed the transmutation part, the rest of the spell had to do with adding or taking away properties of the target. She could do without that. She began the incantation in her head and began the flourishes of the wand required for the spell. This pesky spell required the incantation to be repeated a hundred times.

She kept it up, keeping a tally in the back of her mind, until her arm began to tire. As she approached the hundredth time around the wand began to feel hot in her hand. It vibrated with arcane energy and began to pulse with different colored flashes of light. Right after the hundredth incantation was done she quickly plucked out one of her long red hairs, wrapped it around the wand, then slammed it into her arm. The wand seared with intense heat and the thorns dug into her flesh. Blood dripped to the floor as the wand melted into her arm. The wood of the wand became inky black and pushed its way into her arm. The gnarled branches of Blackthorn wrapped around her forearm burning as they went. She looked away and winced with the pain of it. She could barely stand the smell of it, like brimstone and burning hair mixed with cooked flesh.

In another instant it was done. The smell seemed to fade immediately and the pain became a dull ache. She inspected her arm. There was now an intricately detailed tattoo of her wand, it was stretched and wrapped around her inner forearm, thorns and all. "Well I'll be damned. It really worked." Only one sure way to find out, she thought. She pointed at the enormous dusty tomb laying open on her desk. With a swish and a flick of her 'wand' arm the book floated into the air. It hovered there as she maintained concentration, then she dropped it gently back on the desk. Well that solves that problem. They could enforce upon her any rule they wished, but this one was one that begged to be broken. She wouldn't be crippled right off the bat by relinquishing her wand. Too many areas of magic that would be tough to give up. Besides, she wasn't going to cheat. She had every intention to learn natural magics. It will surely come in handy to hold on to her spell knowledge for this first little while. Especially now that she had gotten better at removing the verbal component.

Antalya was still admiring her handy work when the clock downstairs chimed loudly. Great 9AM already. She tossed the rest of the things she was taking with her into her carry bag. She pushed in outfit after outfit, remembering to quickly transmogrify all the materials into latex. She then piled in book after book and a few potions. Thinking to organize her bag-room later she then slid in her broom and her Pleasure-Rod-2000. Who knew what could come in handy in such a place, especially with a bunch of mundanes running around. She was just magically forming her latex suit around her when there was polite sounding knock on the door. "Just one minute please." She decided to put a pleaded skirt on over the suit, dark red to match her blood red leather boots. The skin tight suit was all black and seemed a bit off to her. With another few quick swishes of her wand arm she made a few areas of the latex transparent. It now appeared as though her sleeves came to a few inches above her elbow with her shoulders also transparent. She made some cutting strokes with her wand arm and made the latex slide down to cup her breasts and pull up to expose her midriff slightly. She then wrapped a short black corset under her bust. All the latex was still there but the now clear parts were so tight against her that it almost appeared like her skin, but really shiny. The door knocked again, louder this time. "Right, right, I'm coming, don't get your breeches in a bunch." As she grabbed the door handle she felt the beginnings of a familiar sensation. Great, I should have known."

Antalya popped into the Great Hall along side a hodge podge mix of Humans, Elves, and Ectoplasts. The head mistresses speech was fairly well done. She found herself surprised at how casual and yet nervous she seemed. Hadn't she been doing this for centuries? It was all well and good though, definitely put her at ease. Then the Man-O-War looking Ectoplast gave them instructions and reiterated the more obvious rules concerning safety with Ectoplasts. Antalya lined up with the rest and awaited her sorting.

When she finally approached the pedestal she couldn't believe she actually felt nervous. She heard some quiet snickers from behind her. Probably joking about her ears, she had heard it all before. Although the latex pointing up and covering them probably didn't help. She wished she had got a chance to check herself over in the mirror. She reached her hand out and touched the opal. After a brief but what felt like ages moment a loud voice rang out. "Dragonnest!"
Well from what she heard about each house, this was one she could go with. She moved towards her designated portal eyeing up the remaining students in line. She realized now that she was one of only a few that had augmented her latex. "Nice move moron." She whispered to herself. As if your ears didn't bring enough attention your way."
 
GM to Abbey

Katherine walks into the room of the new girl, finding her staring helplessly at the catsuit hanging in the closet. She laughs, remembering her trouble with the full body suit when she first got here. "Yeah it's definitely intimidating, isn't it? Luckily you're surrounded by magic so that makes it easier."

She takes the suit off the hanger, holding it out. At the moment it is very loose and long. "It will conform to your body after you put it on." She gestures to her suit, showing off the way it clung to, and in some cases, amplified her generous curves.

"First you need to get naked. And I mean everything. No jewelry, no underclothes. It should touch every inch of your naked skin." After Abbey is naked she stretches out the face hole.

"Now comes the hard part. You've got to work your whole body in from here. It is self-lubricating on the inside but it's still not easy. I'll help you out. And once you've done it a few times you'll become an expert at it."

She stretches the hole as wide as it goes, lowering it to the floor so Abbey could step inside. Then she helps the woman work it up her body, making sure that her legs are lined up with the legs and that her arms slide into their respective holes. When she is done she slides the cap over Abbey's head, stepping back as the suit forms itself to her body. "How does it feel?"

Alex Fleming

Alex walks into his room, looking around to his new lodgings. It's a nice room, very comfortable with the nice big bed. He goes to the closet, seeing the wardrobe of latex waiting for him. He shivers at the thought of wearing nothing but latex for the foreseeable future. "Why can't we wear regular clothes over the catsuit," he asks himself as he takes the suit down, holding it in his hands.

He takes a deep breath, knowing that he will have to get into it eventually. He strips his clothes off. He starts to work the suit up his body, struggling since he's doing it by himself. He gets it over his hips, pulling it up higher and settles it fully on his body. As he checks himself out in the mirror the suit gives a little shoomp and basically vacuum seals itself to his body.

Like the female counterpart, it shows off his muscular physique, highlighting his lean muscles. It was strange to see that his groin was a smooth, flat area. He hoped that there was a slit or something to free his cock. His latex-clad hand moves down and to his pleasant surprise his cock falls into his hand, clad in latex as well. It was strange to see the long, meaty appendage hanging free, shiny and black. He presses it back to his body and it disappears back into the rest of the suit.

He grabs some more clothes, throwing them over his main suit, trying his best to look normal. As normal as someone could while wearing latex clothes over a full latex catsuit. Once he's dressed he goes back into the common room, meeting others who are done getting dressed as well.
 
Abbey Chase
Abbey would raise a bit of a cheeky eyebrow as she looked at Katherine, showing off her latex encased curves. "I must say, it is quite fetching!". Of course, it would be Abbey's turn to set suited up. Even though Abbey was used to putting on strange clothes and getting naked in front of people, particularly backstage at modelling events, she still felt this strange nervousness, her heart beating pretty fast. The feeling was really strange, unlike nothing she had felt before. The latex felt cool but also slippery as her long legs slid into each limp catsuit legs, stretching the tight latex a little bit until her feet found their way into each attached sock. With Katherine helping latex gloved hands (which squeaked a lot against Abbey's latex suit), the suit would soon find it's way to Abbey's waist, the feeling of the cool slippery latex between her legs of particular note, cause Abbey to let out a soft gasp at the unexpected sensation. Abbey would slide one arm at a time through the now pretty tight open face hood which was stretched quite a bit. This particular part was the most difficult part, particularly because of Abbey's sizable breasts. But once again, because of Katherine's help, each of Abbey's hands would find their way into the tight attached latex gloves of the suit. Once both arms were inside, the suit easily reached to her neck, the only remaining being the attached latex hood which also sported the seamlessly integrated nun head dress. As Katherine helped Abbey stretch the latex hood over her head and into place, Abbey felt something rummaging through her shoulder length hair, as if the suit was re-arranging her hair just so to fit neatly under the tight latex hood. "Oh wow, that's really strange" exclaimed a surprised Abbey just as Katherine let go of the latex hood, letting it hug itself tightly to Abbey's head. And just then, Abbey felt the entire suit squirm and move all over her for a moment as the magic of the suit took over and fitted the suit absolutely perfectly to Abbey's tall gorgeous form. And as soon as this was done, she would feel the suit tighten a bit, particularly around her breasts, as the suit came to rest and all the slipperiness of the suit vanished.

Once again, Abbey would exclaim "OH.... oh wow.... That's is so bloody strange". The suit now clung to her body with a delightful tightness. The only part of the suit that wasn't clinging to her skin was the latex that stretched between Abbey's perky F cup breasts (which are big, but on a tall 5'10" frame don't actually look too big) to obfuscate the depth of Abbey's cleavage, and there was the latex that stretched between each of Abbey's firm butt cheeks, obfuscating the crack between Abbey's buttocks.

Once the catsuit was on and Abbey took a few moments to marvel at how it felt, Abbey would move to put on the black latex stockings as well as the long black latex gloves to complete the latex ensemble. Like the catsuit, the stockings and gloves felt really slippery when Abbey began sliding them on, but as soon as Abbey's feet were snugly inside each of the stocking's sock, or as soon as her already latex gloved fingers were snugly inside the black latex gloves fingers, the slipperiness would vanish instantly. Pulling the rest of the stockings up her legs or the gloves up her arms was a bit of a struggle which was accompanied by a loud cacophony of rubbery squeaks.

And although Abbey was quite new to latex, she made short enough work of it. Once the ensemble was complete, something even stranger would happen as new knowledge suddenly filled her mind. She would learn the following:

1. The latex catsuit is obviously magical and cannot be ripped, punctures or torn under most circumstances.
2. Powerful magic spells might be able to damage the suit, but if it happens, the magical latex catsuit is self-repairing, although the process takes a few minutes.
3. The magical latex catsuit takes care of things like getting rid of sweat, dirt, dead skin cells, etc... The process isn't instantaneous, so if someone ends up exerting themselves quite a bit (i.e. like during sexual intercourse), things might get a bit sweaty inside the suit. However, once the activity ends, the magic of the suit will 'catch up' and the wearer will once again find themselves clean and dry within the catsuit.
4. The magical latex catsuit also takes care of well.... bodily output... While wearing the latex catsuit, the wearer will never feel the need to go to the washroom. The magic of the suit continually ensures that bodily output is magically eliminated before the wearer ever feels the urge to go to the bathroom. This is why there are basically little to no bathrooms in the Academy at this point.
5. The latex stockings are magical and are able to transform based on the wearers will. Attached heels can form at the feet of the stockings, whether the heels be 2 inch flat heels or 5 inch stiletto heels. The stockings can also manifest swimming fins (for when underwater).
6. Although the face is fully exposed, the magical latex catsuit forms an invisible face shield over the hood opening as soon as the suit 'locks on'. The face shield prevents anything from the outside from coming in. So if an Ectoplast's slime the wearer, not of that slime can ever reach the exposed skin of the face.
7. Face shields can 'cross' each other, allowed for two different catsuited people to kiss each other.
8. The wearer of the face shield isn't able to 'turn it off' unless they are within the safety of the walk-in closet or, are within the safety of the mess hall where they eat (since the face shield has to turn off in order for people to eat).
9. Between the legs, the catsuit sports two very small little holes, holes that are impossible to see unless someone has their face just a few inches from the wearer's crotch area. The little holes are designed to stretch wider effortlessly. Behind each little hole, is a small part of thin and super stretchy latex which is seamlessly integrated to the suit. When not in use, the small patches are basically flush with the suit itself, so the wearer doesn't feel anything between their legs other that the snugness of the suits latex. However, if someone begins to 'push in', not only with the small hole stretch open effortlessly to welcome the intruder, but the small patch of latex will also stretch effortlessly as the intruder pushes in, thus forming an 'on demand' condom around whatever is sliding into a hole (i.e. vagina or ass). When the small patch of latex is made to stretch, it automatically turns very slippery to the touch, thus ensuring proper lubrication during penetration.
10. Once penetration is over, the latex that has stretched all the way inside will slowly, but surely, retreat and return back to it's original state, flush with the catsuit.
11. For witches that are part of the order, their latex catsuit has no magic allowing it to change colors, patterns, etc... The catsuit's style is immutable. That being said, other catsuits might be empowered with such features.

Abbey seemed a bit bewildered by all the information that had just filled into her mind. All she could spare at this moment was a "So.... I'm basically wearing a full body condom..." which was in fact, a pretty accurate description of what she was wearing ;-)

As she stepped out of the walk-in closet, the strange force field once again shimmering, she made her way to the full length mirror beside the archway leading in the closet, looking at herself. What stared back was a pure vision of beauty, wrapped in exceptionally enticing latex. For the first time, Abbey would notice that, like Katherine, there was a feint hint of a camel toe going on between her legs, the realization making her blush a bit.... Things would be made a bit worse as she realized her nipples were showing as quite prominent bumps, betraying the fact that some of this was turning her on... She would run her black latex gloved hands over the suit, the friction between the latex gloves and the shiny tight latex suit making a little cacophony of rubbery squeaks... Abbey actually realized that she loved how the suit felt on her body and noted "Now I know why Estelle (a model friend she knows who loves latex) loves latex, this feels so.... alluring"
 
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Oliver gore
Once inside his room with the door closed he would remove the short amount he was wearing, aparantly they would have latex waiting for them in the room, that was what one of the students told him anyway. Now completely naked he would look towards a large walk in closet full of many different latex outfit with one full body suit.

Oliver would of course go to the full body suit and would slowly struggle it up over his body. He would start by trying to fit his legs in which proved somewhat difficult due to the muscles found there, when he had the latex suit up to his waist he would give out a large sigh, he had spent so much money on his tattoos that it really pissed him off to have to cover them up. Continuing to put the suit on he would slowly force it up
His body, the fabric struggled to get round his muscular form and even more so when trying to cover his arms. Finally after five minutes of trying he had it on him and it would seal giving a strange feeling, it felt like the fabric was pressed right up against his muscular form, of course he wasn't bothered to look in the mirror instead getting out what seems to be a latex hoodie and some latex jeans and throwing them on before making his way out of the room.

As he exited he looked towards the group of people standing in the common area. "I assume we have to wait a little bit, you lot got any games to play while we wait." He would speak in a loud voice. After he had asked the question he would start smirking as He spotted a group of girls in the latex suit but without any latex clothing over them which meant he could see there whole form including their mipples and a small bit of camel toe.
 
"Kay" Stevens
Kay looked like someone who had just had a very rough night. Shaking hands, torn clothes, eyes with that particular sort of alertness to them that suggests she'd jump straight in the air if you snuck up on her, but bloodshot enough that she probably didn't sleep the night before. She stumbled in a bit late, missing half the introduction, and spent a good bit of time just lurking in a corner alternately gawking at her surroundings and slapping herself like she was trying to wake herself up from a dream. After another student prodded her about it and muttering a quick, "oh, sure, OK," she did at least grab a crystal ball, and... seemed to nearly faint as the knowledge hits her.

When the headmistress left the stage, she glanced up briefly shook her head, and averted her eyes to start whispering to herself. "OK, just get a grip. This is all frickin' weird, but you just gotta deal with it. Just keep it together until these D&D guys get you back to normal. You can do this. Just breath. OK." Taking a few calming breathes, and fairly sure she heard something about housing assignments, she followed the rest of the new students to the podium, slapped her hand down, and heard a booming voice intone "The Order!" Stepping down she thought to herself, that's good, right? That's... the one with the witch or whatever who gave me the lift here... and it's all girls so like, nobody's going to start hitting on me while I'm stuck looking like this. Yeah, OK... this is fine.

Staggering away, she took a moment to work out where she was supposed to head next, asking around before being pointed to the Lionheart portal, and eventually through it. Once inside, she gave a quick wave and said, "Oh, sorry. Was this the changing area for the swim team or something? I think I maybe took the wrong door. I'm just... looking for a place I can just kinda lay down for a while."
 
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GM to "Kay Stevens"
One of the 2nd year male student was there, dressed entirely in latex, looking rather confused at the 'swim team' bit. Approaching Kay, the student would say "Pardon me love, are you lost? This is the common room for Lionheart. Which house were you sorted into?". Upon hearing "The Order", the 2nd year student would look a bit surprised as he says "You've made your way to the wrong common room darling, you need to go back through the portal. Go see the assistant head mistress and she'll point you in the right direction." And with that, the 2nd year student would escort Kay, who still looked rather dazed, back through the portal, leading her to the assistant head mistress who said "Ah, there you are! I lost track of you for a second. Please stay here for a moment while the sorting finishes. Once it's done, I'll escort you to meet Katherine, your house guide. But, stay here for now..." She could see the new student looked less than alert as she looked at the male student escorting her and said "Just.... keep her company for now. I don't want her wandering off to places she should not be..."

Truth be told, the assistant head mistress was quite surprised that not one, but TWO mundanes were sorted in The Order.

Seeing that he would be stuck here for now, the 2nd year student smiled at Kay, examining her a bit, before saying "My name is Alfred. And you are?.... So, tell me a little bit about yourself?"
 
"Kay" Stevens
Kay reached out to shake Alfred's hand, with a fairly firm grip. "Right, hi. I'm Ke- you know what, just call me Kay... Kay Stevens. And I'm... honestly kind of in over my head with all this. Like I'm not really one of these... like, 'magic people' at all. Like, I mostly lift and run classes at the gym." She really doesn't seem to have the muscle mass to back up any of what she's saying here. "I'm just... kinda here because of a big mix-up, and I mean, even with those..." she gestured vaguely, trying to grasp the right term, "those like, explanation balls? I still don't think I really get all this stuff about demons bossing around ectomorphs or whatever or why that means people have to wear, like, fetish gear around them. Like I wouldn't think wizards or whatever would be all into body-shaming skinny dudes, so there's more going on than that with it right?"

She rubbed her eyes. "Really though, I'm just... done with today. I just want to lay down get some sleep, and hope all the magic people here just... like, get this whole weird mess sorted out so I can go home and try to forget this whole weird day ever happened." She yawned. "But you're all here on purpose, right? Just, reading books about like shooting lasers at demons and flying around and pulling rabbits out of hats?"
 
Ran Archet

Ran was furiously preparing, running back and forth in his home, packing his bags. His makeshift teacher, the Wizard who had saved his life, had said he'd be getting a transport to the school sometime that day. He wasn't yet in his human form, instead rolling quickly in his slime form while grabbing and packing clothing, keeping what amounts to plastic gloves over his body to prevent making a mess of the clothing. Once he had a fairly respectable outfit on, he began to debate what form to take. While he would like to take his normal form, that also ate a lot more Magic. He had 'eaten' earlier, a memory that, if he had a clear face, would have made him glow red, but he would rather go for length. He didn't know how long introductions would go on, so he wanted a longevity based form. That meant, shorter, skinnier, androgynous rather than taller and more masculine.

He frowned a bit, though it didn't show on the round, smooth face. He finally decides to go with a bit of a middleground. more boyish, but definitely not as handsome as he'd like. He had to make compromises. And so, with a deep 'breath', his round body starts to bubble and shift, growing in size, becoming slimmer and longer, standing up as he rapidly makes four limbs and a torso. He skimmed heavily on details, even foregoing genitalia to conserve energy. By the end, he spreads his fingers, touches his body and takes a look in the mirror, frowning at the fact he still looked a bit girly at worst, and a bit boyish at best. However, it was just something he had to deal with now. He was told he'd 'grow out of it.' Oh boy, practically a 2nd puberty. Joyous. With a soft sigh, he then turns to the costume to start getting dressed.

He had barely finished getting dressed before there was a knocking at his front door. "Must be the transport from Deepwood… Well, goodbye home, I'll be back soon enough, I hope." he said, softly patting his bed as he grabbed his rolling luggage and grabbed the handle. A familiar, though he wasn't conscious for it before, feeling spreads from his stomach, even if he didn't have one.

With a woozy spinning in his stomach, he finally manages to stand up, leaning on his rolling luggage as he brings himself back to his feet. It was then he found himself surrounded by large amounts of people- Though they came in much less familiar shapes and sizes. His extensive knowledge of games and books gave him exactly the knowledge of what some of these people were- the Sharp, knife like ears were enough to bring any Fantasy fan to excitement. Elves. Eeeelllllvvvvesssss. And they were just as pretty- Even the males!- As in all of the media and stories he's read. If it wasn't for the churning feeling going through his entire body, he'd probably be a lot more excited, but he quietly slinked his body off to sit down at a table, leaning forward against the rolling luggage as he listens to the long speech.

He leaned back in the bench, pondering over the words as he stares at the ceiling. He was, for all intents and purposes, an Ectoplast. He had mostly come to terms with that. However, it wasn't until he heard the rules that he realized just why the Wizard he had been trained by. Ectoplast were apparently very dangerous. He didn't know exactly why, but having every human or elf being forced to be in that latex clothing because of something his body can do was a bit scary. The first and Third rules weren't surprising, and the concept of asking to make sure it's consensual between Ectoplasts and normal students made sense too. The other rules weren't too outlandish either, don't cheat, do some extra-curricular activities.

However, the part that really, really surprised him was the tidbit about "The Order". Even if it's proper manners to ask Consent, and it's needed for other houses, The Order was special in that they could be attacked by a hungry Ectoplast without punishment. He wasn't sure how to feel about that- Just taking solace in the fact he'll still just ask for permission first and feed a bit more often so he doesn't attack out of hunger. He didn't know how much of a conscience the other Ectoplasts would have- After all, he wasn't originally one.

While he was trapped in his mind, an announcement from an ectoplast teacher that any Ectoplast would be unable to leave the room until 11, he was secretly glad. He was pretty nervous about walking up, and the churning sensation inside of his body didn't help. Well, since he had time, there was no harm in taking his time being Sorted- He was going to relax for a bit and get his nerves straight as he looks around for something to tell the time- Having a vague idea of how long he could keep this form up.
 
GM To Oliver Gore
As you look around the room full of latex clad people, paying particular attention to the girls dressed in nothing other than those deliciously revealing latex catsuits, you notice that a couple of cute girls are taking furtive stares at you before giggling and talking to each other. Was it possible that they knew who you were? A couple of them certainly seemed to fancy you, all dressed up in tight latex, showing off your muscles even though you wore a hoodie. In fact, the more you looked around, the more you realize that you are getting more than a few stares, but the group of girls wearing only catsuits certainly looked like the giggliest and the most interested. One of them, the tallest of the three, gave your a bit of a look as she seductively chewed on her lower lip for a second, only to immediately look away and giggle among her friends as she realized you were staring at her...

GM To Ran Archet
While Ran sat there looking a bit distracted in his thoughts, one of the Ectoplast teachers, a blob, oozed up to him and said "Hello Ran. I'm Anktor Guss, one of the professors here at the Academy. Your uniqueness has made you the talk of the Academy among Ectoplasts and academics. There's even discussions going as far up as the halls of the Ministry of Magic. You should know that you'll be safe here at the academy as long as you don't bring harm to others. Well, this is pretty much a standard rule for everyone, but in you case, there are concerns that you um... potential 'abilities' might pose a threat to others, so this has a few people here and there a bit nervous. Anyway.... first things first. Why don't you go up to the pedestal and see what house you get sorted in. Once you know, come back and see me, we'll talk talk some more".

GM To Nathalie Hutchinson Friedman
As Nathalie layed her hand on the pedestal, the words "The Order" boomed through the cavernous stone hall, echoing a little for a few moments. While the assistant head mistress was a bit surprised when Abbey Chase got sorted and even more surprised when Kay Stevens was sorted, she was downright shocked when, for a third time in a row, a mundane human female was sorted into "The Order". This time around, the assistant head mistress would make sure not to lose track of Nathalie as she immediately instructed her "Nathalie. Congratulations. Please, so standing with Kay and Alfred over there until everyone is sorted. I will be escorting you and Kay into your house where you'll meet Katherine, your orientation adviser". The assistant head mistress would watch Nathalie meet up with Kay and Alfred, giving a stare at Alfred who obviously understood that Nathalie was also his ward for the moment. "Hey Nathalie, I'm Alfred" as he extended a latex gloved hand for a shake. He would also take a moment to steal a furtive top to bottom look to enjoy Nathalie's 'body of work'..... She certainly looked quite fetching in her tight jeans and he certainly looked forward to seeing her in latex....

GM To Nathalie and Kay
As the sorting continue, there would be less and less students in the hall as each one of the was sent through their respective portals. A few of them would mess up only to end up instantly returning from whence they came. It would seem the portals seemed to know if someone didn't belong in a particular house and no sooner did the person walk through the wrong portal that they would come right back out, looking a bit confused. They would be promptly directed to the correct portal.

And eventually, the hall would basically be empty as the latex clad 2nd year students which had been put in charge of each portal vanished through their portal, leaving only Alfred, Kay, Nathalie and the assistant head mistress inside the stone hall.

"Thank you Alfred, you may go" she said as she dismissed Alfred. He would walk off and vanish into the Lionheart portal. "Okay you two, follow me". The assistant head mistress would lead the two of young women through the portal leading to "The Order". The common room itself was mostly empty with the exception of four latex clad witches, all dressed exactly the same in those shiny skintight latex outfits. All of them were tall, fit and well endowed. They would spot the two new arrivals, obviously mundanes considering they were not dressed in latex, and would each give a warm "Welcome to the Order!!!" as the assistant head mistress walked them through the common room and into the corridors where the student rooms were. The assistant head mistress would walk along, looking into each room that had an open door, until she stumbled upon the room where both Katherine and Abbey were standing in, both of them dressed in shiny tight latex suit identical to the witches that were in the common room.

"Ah, there you are. I have some additional students for you Katherine". Katherine looked really surprised. When she had been given the task of being the orientation counselor for mundane students being sorted into The Order, she figured that she'd have nothing to do, but now she had TWO new girls to take care of. "Oh... wow... that's certainly a pleasant surprise" said Katherine before the assistant head mistress interrupted her and said "Katherine. I want Abigail and Nathalie to share a double room while Kay here will take over this room. I'll take care of Kay here, so fell free to lead Abbey and Nathalie to their new accommodations". On that note, Katherine beckoned Abbey and Nathalie to follow her as the assistant head mistress and Kay stayed behind.

GM To Kay
"So this will be your room during your stay here at the academy. Since this is your room, feel free to add your own personal touch to it as you see fit. All of the rooms are basically the same, with a king sized bed, a study desk, a bookcase with all of the academic books you'll need along with some quills, ink, blank parchment paper and other writing supplies. The lamp on the desk and the lamps on the walls are all magical in nature. Unlike the mundane realm, there is no electricity here. But being magical, the lamps will follow your orders. For example... A little more light please" intoned the assistant head mistress in a strong tone, and just like that the wall lamps brightened up a little bit. "You'll get the hang of it pretty quickly. Now... Over here is the walk in closet. It's literally a whole other room. You'll note that as you enter, there is a shimmer. That's the force field which keeps Ectoplasts out of the room. It's also a really handy force field if you are covered in slime since, walking through it instantly cleans all the slime away...." The assistant head mistress leads Kay into the huge walk-in closet where she gives Kay the dime tour. The assistant head mistress also cast a spell and just like that, a new shiny catsuit show up on the special garment rack from whence Abbey had taken her outfit.

"Now, I realize that you are different than the other girls. In fact, just by looking at how you walk and how you stand, people will be able to tell you are a bit different. But, fret now, we have a plan. Everyday before breakfast, you are expected to show up at the Head Mistress's office where she will spend time with you training you to be a proper young woman. How to walk, how to stand, how to put on makeup. The Head Mistress will show you how it's done. For now, I want you to get suited up. The suit over there is the only suit you'll ever wear during class hours, which are from the crack of dawn until 6 PM every day. You are a witch of The Order and you are expected to act like a proper ambassador. Of course, for you, this will involve a additional degree of difficulty since, being new as a girl, you haven't had sex yet. So encountering Ectoplasts might be a bit of a shock to you. As a witch of The Order, you are expected to acquiesce each time an Ectoplasts asks for consent to pleasure you. I know this is going to be hard for you, but the sooner you get used to it, the better. On the plus side, you are really going to enjoy sex as a woman..."

After a pause the assistant head mistress says "Now, let me help you get suited up for this first time. First, take off all of your clothes and any jewelry you might be wearing. We'll squeeze you into the tight latex catsuit after that"... <players can RP the rest>

GM To Nathalie And Abbey
Katherine's tall latex clad form would lead Nathalie and Abbey to a different room, a bigger room. Along the way, Abbey would steal a few furtive looks at Nathalie, really impressed with how beautiful and fit she was. The stone walled room with wooden beamed ceilings featured two large four post king sized bed separated by a wide wooden bed stand against the left side wall. Each bed had purple latex bed sheets, a dark blue latex duvet. Between the four post hung a purple latex canopy which flowed all the way down to the floor at the head of the bed. On the opposite wall, the right wall, were two large wooden study desks, butted up back to back against each other, each with their own wooden chair upholstered with purple latex. At the far end of the room was this large bay window made of glass panes and framed with large flowing dark purple latex curtains. There was even a double lounge chaise sitting in front of the large bay window. Finally, there were two different walk-in closet archways. Katherine said "You two girls can decide which of the beds, desks and walk-in closets are yours." To which Abbey answered "I'll let Nathalie pick what she prefers." Katherine smiled and nodded as she told Abbey "Well then, the two of you can talk to each other in the common room once Nathalie is done here. So for now, why don't you make your way to the common room while I take care of Nathalie". Abbey would nod, give a smile and a "See you later" to Nathalie before her tall latex encased form vanished into the corridor and down to the common room.

"Okay, just as I did with Abbey, let's get you suited up right away. As with all witches of The Order, you'll always wear the same outfit all the time during weekday class hours, which is to say from the time you get up to 6 PM every day. The rest of the time, you still need to be protected within a total enclosure latex catsuit, but you can pick whatever style you like. Anyway..."

Katherine would lead Nathalie into the walk-in closet of her choosing before saying "Take off all of your clothes, and I mean everything, including jewelry. Once done, I'll help you squeeze in to your latex catsuit"... <players can RP the rest>

As before, once Nathalie is fully suited up, with gloves and stockings, the outfit will teach her the following:

1. The latex catsuit is obviously magical and cannot be ripped, punctures or torn under most circumstances.
2. Powerful magic spells might be able to damage the suit, but if it happens, the magical latex catsuit is self-repairing, although the process takes a few minutes.
3. The magical latex catsuit takes care of things like getting rid of sweat, dirt, dead skin cells, etc... The process isn't instantaneous, so if someone ends up exerting themselves quite a bit (i.e. like during sexual intercourse), things might get a bit sweaty inside the suit. However, once the activity ends, the magic of the suit will 'catch up' and the wearer will once again find themselves clean and dry within the catsuit.
4. The magical latex catsuit also takes care of well.... bodily output... While wearing the latex catsuit, the wearer will never feel the need to go to the washroom. The magic of the suit continually ensures that bodily output is magically eliminated before the wearer ever feels the urge to go to the bathroom. This is why there are basically little to no bathrooms in the Academy at this point.
5. The latex stockings are magical and are able to transform based on the wearers will. Attached heels can form at the feet of the stockings, whether the heels be 2 inch flat heels or 5 inch stiletto heels. The stockings can also manifest swimming fins (for when underwater).
6. Although the face is fully exposed, the magical latex catsuit forms an invisible face shield over the hood opening as soon as the suit 'locks on'. The face shield prevents anything from the outside from coming in. So if an Ectoplast's slime the wearer, not of that slime can ever reach the exposed skin of the face.
7. Face shields can 'cross' each other, allowed for two different catsuited people to kiss each other.
8. The wearer of the face shield isn't able to 'turn it off' unless they are within the safety of the walk-in closet or, are within the safety of the mess hall where they eat (since the face shield has to turn off in order for people to eat).
9. Between the legs, the catsuit sports two very small little holes, holes that are impossible to see unless someone has their face just a few inches from the wearer's crotch area. The little holes are designed to stretch wider effortlessly. Behind each little hole, is a small part of thin and super stretchy latex which is seamlessly integrated to the suit. When not in use, the small patches are basically flush with the suit itself, so the wearer doesn't feel anything between their legs other that the snugness of the suits latex. However, if someone begins to 'push in', not only with the small hole stretch open effortlessly to welcome the intruder, but the small patch of latex will also stretch effortlessly as the intruder pushes in, thus forming an 'on demand' condom around whatever is sliding into a hole (i.e. vagina or ass). When the small patch of latex is made to stretch, it automatically turns very slippery to the touch, thus ensuring proper lubrication during penetration.
10. Once penetration is over, the latex that has stretched all the way inside will slowly, but surely, retreat and return back to it's original state, flush with the catsuit.
11. For witches that are part of the order, their latex catsuit has no magic allowing it to change colors, patterns, etc... The catsuit's style is immutable. That being said, other catsuits might be empowered with such features.
 
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