Nervously clenching your plump posterior, you tippidly choose the hallway titled 'buttocks endurance'.
As a rather upstanding cadet you were never on the receiving end of their punishments, but during training you did endure through many a test that left you with wobbling knees.
A phantom pain returns to your ass as you recall the many embarrassing trails you went through.
A test of silence where one would loose marks for uttering any sound, all whilst being brutally spanked. The later stages were elegedly more creative with the intent of producing squeels.
A test of resilience where one would have to complete all their daily tasks whilst trapped in a humiliating atomic wedgie. This included attending lectures, exercising and even sleeping overnight in your cacoon of torment.
There were many such horrors that a tiny recruit like you needed to pass to prove they could stand next to your strong female counterparts. The most horrific was the fabled 'test of girth' though thankfully that was strictly for punishment.
Having recalled your ordeals you decide to pick up the pace, your hopes fading as you fail to find a single person to help you.
Against your better judgement you decide to enter the next room you find, barging through the door and grinding to a halt before even reading the sign above the door.
An awquard silence permeates the air.
You take a moment to absorb your surroundings when it hits you.
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