After reading many of the stories and novels, i am here to start and share few of the kinkiest things. This might be some things i dream, some things i wish i was in the situation, some things which i might have done (very very minor one's ). I am one of the girls ( a very rare kinky girl probably pyschology says it exists only in 0.5% of girls) who is carefree and always be feminist to outer world but a real lustful girl with deep thoughts. Any way this is a college story and this will involve a lot of stuff which users might not feel good reading but just a disclaimer, just enjoy it in dreams but never never let it happen in real life. Differentiate between fantasy and reality.
Please note many of the things will be deja wu for the readers , so it will be like some of the dreams fantasy will be some borrowed themes, there are many in this forum and credit goes to all of them who wrote / who commented and encouraged the story writing. This story will be more of self lust and nothing to demean my own gender. Its just that why should boys have all the fun , i have dreams fantasies which i cannot share in real world. Kindly take this as fun and never even think that this is reality.
Kindly give me both -ve or +ve feedback, ideas and things you wish.
The story starts from Mount Carmel college ( though its all girls college) just imaging its a co-education college.
Chapter 1: The Goal setting and motivation for bright feature.
The teacher started the class with a pop quiz. It was not a test on the subject of the class but a survey to know more about her pupils motivations. The quiz only had three questions:
1) How is the ideal you? What traits and accomplishment you have or would like to have in order to turn yourself in the person you want to be.
2) How is the anti-you? How is the person that you definitely do not want to be?
3) Draw a horizontal bar across the page and write under the bar at the right margin "Anti-me" and in the left margin "Ideal me" Then paint the bar with some color from left to right. The more to the right that you paint means that you are closer to your "ideal you". Paint your actual level and mark with a line where you want to be at the end of the semester.
i did not require too much time to answer the questions. i was a cute 19 years old and starting college. i was a not like a nerd . i always dressed casual and conservative, normally jeans and tops, chudidhars, punjabi suits, legging kurta but never wore make up full make up. i was very intelligent and was among the 5 best students high college class. Was specially god in the English class and dance.
i read the first question
Ideal me:
For a moment i thought about her English teacher Mr Steffan from my college Mount carmel college on how he made me successful in learning the things and his passion and thought of how i was a fan to follow his footsteps in reading but then i thought of Ms Anjali Joseph too who shapped my language and got me into debates and i reflected her strong atttitude and behviour and was certain to be like her. so i worte the following
"College graduate, wealthy, independent and secure woman acknowledged by her intelligence and preparation, with a personal presentation that inspires respect and admiration and with a well remunerated job in which she could put all her skills and knowledge in use."
"Anti me:"
i thought to just put a simple word: "Bimbo". ( too much of kinky porn made me write it) But then i remembered that i was on English class and decided to verbalize a little more:
"A drop out, dumb, ignorant and insecure who dress like a slut/ Whore ( little awkward writing randi so i strike and wrote whore) and depends on whatever i gets from the men i dates; A person who do not focus herself on her goals and don't deserve the respect of others. Stuck on a bad pay job or worse"
i drew the horizontal bar and thought about how much to paint. In absolute terms i was far from her "ideal me" but i considered that was more of an effect of short age than any other thing. After all i was already an intelligent and successful student and was recognized as such by the college community, i also had the right attitudes and goals. Then i thought about 'anti me" and concluded that i was far away from it. So after a brief time i painted around 80% of the bar.
After some minutes the teacher said. "Please make a copy of your answers and give it to me. You will conserve the original to set your goals for each month accordingly and to track your own advances. I hope this tool will help you to keep you focused on your dreams and to be a mean to reach them"
At the end of the class many of the students were chatting about the quiz. Some had written that her goal was to be a professional player of one sport or the other, some others had put themselves as doctors, lawyers, TI professionals, etc while others simply as future millionaires or members of the jet set. The common denominator for the "Anti-me" of most men was a poor money and for the girls it was being a secretary with low paying job.
Deepa and shamzath two popular girls had answered the test mainly with jokes and were chatting between them saying their ideal was to be married with a very wealthy and handsome man. i smiled inwardly and thought "Sure if they did not find a guy with enough money they would end poor, so better keep working with the bold filmy dressing tips and make ups and hope to catch a man before is to late" Suddenly there were laughs followed by an awkward silence and everybody turned to see me. i was surprised and then realized that i did not just thought but actually spoke my opinion. i blushed, apologized and repeated that it was a joke and did not expected that anyone would hear it.
Please note many of the things will be deja wu for the readers , so it will be like some of the dreams fantasy will be some borrowed themes, there are many in this forum and credit goes to all of them who wrote / who commented and encouraged the story writing. This story will be more of self lust and nothing to demean my own gender. Its just that why should boys have all the fun , i have dreams fantasies which i cannot share in real world. Kindly take this as fun and never even think that this is reality.
Kindly give me both -ve or +ve feedback, ideas and things you wish.
The story starts from Mount Carmel college ( though its all girls college) just imaging its a co-education college.
Chapter 1: The Goal setting and motivation for bright feature.
The teacher started the class with a pop quiz. It was not a test on the subject of the class but a survey to know more about her pupils motivations. The quiz only had three questions:
1) How is the ideal you? What traits and accomplishment you have or would like to have in order to turn yourself in the person you want to be.
2) How is the anti-you? How is the person that you definitely do not want to be?
3) Draw a horizontal bar across the page and write under the bar at the right margin "Anti-me" and in the left margin "Ideal me" Then paint the bar with some color from left to right. The more to the right that you paint means that you are closer to your "ideal you". Paint your actual level and mark with a line where you want to be at the end of the semester.
i did not require too much time to answer the questions. i was a cute 19 years old and starting college. i was a not like a nerd . i always dressed casual and conservative, normally jeans and tops, chudidhars, punjabi suits, legging kurta but never wore make up full make up. i was very intelligent and was among the 5 best students high college class. Was specially god in the English class and dance.
i read the first question
Ideal me:
For a moment i thought about her English teacher Mr Steffan from my college Mount carmel college on how he made me successful in learning the things and his passion and thought of how i was a fan to follow his footsteps in reading but then i thought of Ms Anjali Joseph too who shapped my language and got me into debates and i reflected her strong atttitude and behviour and was certain to be like her. so i worte the following
"College graduate, wealthy, independent and secure woman acknowledged by her intelligence and preparation, with a personal presentation that inspires respect and admiration and with a well remunerated job in which she could put all her skills and knowledge in use."
"Anti me:"
i thought to just put a simple word: "Bimbo". ( too much of kinky porn made me write it) But then i remembered that i was on English class and decided to verbalize a little more:
"A drop out, dumb, ignorant and insecure who dress like a slut/ Whore ( little awkward writing randi so i strike and wrote whore) and depends on whatever i gets from the men i dates; A person who do not focus herself on her goals and don't deserve the respect of others. Stuck on a bad pay job or worse"
i drew the horizontal bar and thought about how much to paint. In absolute terms i was far from her "ideal me" but i considered that was more of an effect of short age than any other thing. After all i was already an intelligent and successful student and was recognized as such by the college community, i also had the right attitudes and goals. Then i thought about 'anti me" and concluded that i was far away from it. So after a brief time i painted around 80% of the bar.
After some minutes the teacher said. "Please make a copy of your answers and give it to me. You will conserve the original to set your goals for each month accordingly and to track your own advances. I hope this tool will help you to keep you focused on your dreams and to be a mean to reach them"
At the end of the class many of the students were chatting about the quiz. Some had written that her goal was to be a professional player of one sport or the other, some others had put themselves as doctors, lawyers, TI professionals, etc while others simply as future millionaires or members of the jet set. The common denominator for the "Anti-me" of most men was a poor money and for the girls it was being a secretary with low paying job.
Deepa and shamzath two popular girls had answered the test mainly with jokes and were chatting between them saying their ideal was to be married with a very wealthy and handsome man. i smiled inwardly and thought "Sure if they did not find a guy with enough money they would end poor, so better keep working with the bold filmy dressing tips and make ups and hope to catch a man before is to late" Suddenly there were laughs followed by an awkward silence and everybody turned to see me. i was surprised and then realized that i did not just thought but actually spoke my opinion. i blushed, apologized and repeated that it was a joke and did not expected that anyone would hear it.
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