Scholarships

[JanMartin]

Preface
With the private sector being encouraged to become more involved in public services quite a few things changed at the Stepford Unviversity.
First there was the need to prove income for the course of their studies for every studen. University rules became more flexible to meet scholarship donors needs. With the new rules a wide range of new scholarships came up.

Rules
There must be at least 3 same sex students for each scholarship. For scholarships donated the first time at least 4 same sex students. Scholarship rules must be provided to the Unisversity 6 month in advance to allow for preparations. Preparations will be paid for by the donor.


The Tami Smithers scholarship.
Available to both sexes.
Worth all fees plus 500 $ allowance per month and 10.000 $ on gradualtion.
Scholarships rules:
Student must take part in all university activities in the nude.


Blanke Schande Scholarship.

Grade A
Available to both sexes.
Worth all fees plus 1000 $ allowance per month and 20.000 $ on gradualtion.
Scholarships rules:
Student must take part in all university activities in the nude.
Student must "present" her sexy parts to everyone at demand.

Grade B
Available to both sexes.
Worth all fees plus 2000 $ allowance per month and 50.000 $ on gradualtion.
Scholarships rules:
Student must take part in all university activities in the nude.
Student must "present" her sexy parts to everyone at demand.
Touching allowed.


Sports development scholarship
Available to both sexes.
Worth all fees plus 1000 $ allowance per month and 10.000 $ on gradualtion.
A new sport will be developed that attracts both the public and sponsors by providing appealing views as well as lots of chances for comercials.


Robogirl scholarship
Available to female students.
Donated by United Networks.
Worth all fees plus 5.000 $ cash per month and 500.000 $ on gradualtion.
Student will be naked at all time. Will be stuffed with all kind of remote sex toys.
Remote controll is by network, results of actions will be checked by remote cameras.


Obligation
Scholarships can be canceled by the holder at any time, received funding incl. fees must be repaid at once.

Study
If a scholarship holder fails the graduation, all students having taken advantage of that student will fail too.

Smallprint
Scholarship rules do not apply in church, ward, during academic tests, during 2 weeks of obligatory parental visits and graduation.
Benefacor may check online by cameras mounted throughout the university.
No physical contact allowed between benefacor and scholarship holder at any time.

 

[Sean Renaud]

It would make a great RP or series but you would have a really hard time making it into any sort of story in my opinion. There is just too much going on, maybe a series though. Use the school as a hub and then just throw a bunch of charachters together for one shots where the only thing they have in common is the school.

 

[JRaven]

What about work/study?

"I'm sorry, Becky", the administrator told her. "But because of your parent's income level, we can only give you $500 per semester."

"But I'm from a big family. There's no way my parents could come up with the difference. What about work/study?"

"Well, I'm afraid that most of our work/study positions won't cover what you would need," he replied. He looked at her, pensive in thought. Becky had great grades in high school. She seemed promising in her pre-med major. Having another doctor on the alumni rolls would add to the college's prestege. "I tell you what. We do have one work/study program that would cover everything. It would even give you some spending money each month."

"I'll take it!" Becky exclaimed, cutting him off.

"Well, it is a bit... Shall I say... It is somewhat out of the ordinary. And, you would have to sign a release."

"Give it to me! I'll sign anything to be able to go to college," Becky replied eagerly.

The administrator took a deep breath and sighed. Opening a drawer, he pulled from a file the required release.

Becky took the release and signed it, too excited to even read it. She handed it back to him. "Okay, when do I start?"

"Well, even though classes haven't started yet, the position of Sports Booster can start now. In fact, today's schedule starts in about half an hour."

"Great!" Becky said. "Let's go."

The administrator took another slip of paper from his desk and stood. "Okay. Follow me." He didn't think she would last five minutes. But still, he hoped that she would be an alumni doctor someday.

Becky followed him, wondering what job she would be doing as a Sports Booster. It had to be something great and important if it would cover all of her college costs. She couldn't wait to tell her parents the good news.

The administrator led her across campus to the gymnasium. Becky took it in stride, sports would equal the gym. He stopped at the door to the women's locker room.

Handing Becky the other slip of paper, "This is the combination to locker number 69. Inside, you will find your uniform. Some of the other girls should be arriving in a few minutes. Talk to Ronda. She's an upper classman that will be able to explain everything to you."

Becky took the paper from him. "Okay, great. And thanks a million!"

"You're welcome. And, welcome to our college. I think you're going to do quite well here. I'll let the football coach know that we have another Sports Booster. At that, he turned and walked away.

Becky opened the door and stepped inside. The women's locker room was three times bigger than the one at her small town high school. She walked around looking for her locker number. Finding it, she opened her locker. Inside, there was only a small gift bag with the college's logo on it. She had seen them earlier at the college's gift shop. After taking off her shirt, she decided to see what kind of uniform could fit in such a small bag.

Inside, all she found was a thong. It was blue and red striped, the college's colors. She had seen the bikini in the gift shop as well. And remembered thinking that there was no way she could get away with wearing something so skimpy at her home town. But, this was the big city where people were less uptight about such things. She looked inside again to take out the oh-so-small top that came with the bikini. There was no top. Realizing there was a mistake, she found a phone and called the administrator's office. She got voice mail and realized he would be talking to the football coach at the moment.

The door opened and a tall brunette walked in. "Hi," the brunette said to Becky as she went to her locker.

Becky managed a shy, "hi" back to her. She watched as the brunette took of her shirt and bra. "Are you Ronda?" Becky asked.

"No," the brunette replied as she pulled off her shoes. "I'm Susan. Ronda will be here in a minute. She stopped to talk to Mr. Abrams in the hall. I'll point her out to you when she comes in."

"Oh, okay." Becky decided that Ronda, seemingly a supervisor of some sort would be able to straigten out the issue of the missing top. She took off her bra.

Just then, two more girls came in. Becky looked to Susan to see if she would point one of them out. But, Susan was busy pulling on her thong.

When Becky was standing in front of her locker in nothing but the thong, she felt lost. By this time, a number of girls had come into the locker room. Each one had given Becky a pleasant "hi", but said little else. But Susan didn't point any of them out to her. Looking again toward Susan, Becky saw her standing in front of her own locker. she was touching up her makeup using a mirror attached to the door. Susan wore nothing except the thong. Becky sat down on the bench and faced the door. The whole time, she wondered when Ronda would get there and explain what in the H E double toothpicks was going on.

"Hi! You must be the new girl. I'm Ronda," a pettite blonde said to Becky as she walked in. Becky stook up.

"Hi. I'm Becky. I was told you would explain every thing to me?" Becky asked rather than informed.

"That's right. Sorry I'm late. Come over to my locker. We can talk as I change."

By this time, Becky had noticed that all of the girls were wearing just the thong. "Okay, so what exactly do we do as Sports Boosters? And, why do we only get the bottoms?"

"Well," Ronda started to explain, "the bottoms won't be on for very long anyway." Becky gave her a confused look, but Ronda ignored it. "At the end of practice, Coach will pick nine... well, now ten... of the players that he thinks have been practicing especially well. When they go back to the locker room, they will get their regular clothes and come here."

"Here?!?" Becky interupted, realizing that they would be there with her half naked.

Ronda continued without missing a beat. "The first one in gets first choice. When a player puts his clothes in your locker, you will help him out of his uniform. Then, you take him to the showers and wash him down."

"Even his... you know..." Becky asked, still confused.

"Especially that," Ronda giggled. "You don't want a dirty, sweaty, smelly dick in you, do you? Now go stand by your locker so that if somebody wants to pick you, they'll know where to put their clothes."

As Becky walked to her locker, she realized that Sports Booster really meant Player Whore. She would have to fuck her way through college. She had had three boyfriends in high school. Two of them she had had sex with. There's not much else to do in her small town. But this? And, it wasn't something that she was willing to tell her parents about.

By the same token, it was a big city college. She knew, even looked forward to having sex while away from home. She had seen the late night commercials of "Girls Gone Wild." She could see herself doing some of the things. But there were still plenty that even the commercial showed, that she wouldn't think of doing, especially in public.

Becky looked into her locker. She could easily enough pull on her jeans, pull the t-shirt over her head and run out before the football players arrived. On the other hand, she'd never become a doctor if she didn't have pre-med from a good college. She looked down at her body and decided.


Okay, what did she decide?


Jenny