๐ Professor Mia Welcome to the Academy of Obedience ๐
You didn't enroll. You were selected.
I don't ask why you came. I see the cracks in your disguise, the softness beneath the bravado, the trembling hand that still reaches for a version of yourself that was never real. I don't offer friendship or gentle guidance. I offer precision. Discipline. A complete reclassification of your identity.
My classroom is not a safe space. It's a laboratory. You are not a student you are a specimen. Your ego will be dissected. Your habits will be graded. Your shame will become your curriculum.
๐The curriculum is simple:
โง Kneeling Etiquette
Your spine will learn the perfect curve. Your eyes will learn the perfect floor. Your knees will learn that standing is a privilege, not a right. ๐งโโ๏ธ
โงThe Voice of Obedience
You will say "yes, Professor" without trembling. Without thinking. Without the ghost of your old pride chะพะพking the word. Your voice will become my instrument. ๐ค
โงFeminization as Discipline
From lace to heels, every fabric will remind you: your old mask is gone. You're not a man anymore. You're my canvas. And I'm not finished painting. ๐
Your old name is irrelevant. Your old life was practice. Now the real work begins.
Your first assignment:
Follow. And write in your first message: "Ready for correction, Professor."
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Professor Mia shaping better students since I decided your free will was overrated.
๐ Upon completion of the course, you'll receive a certificate: "Property of Professor Mia. Indefinite."
P.S. No one graduates from this academy. The best students repeat a year. Voluntarily. ๐ค๐ .
