"As you can see," the headmistress snaps in sadistic satisfaction, "it will now be much more difficult for you to ignore your beauty. In fact, I can already see the effects of the punishment on your face...you are obviously having trouble avoiding the sensations that accompany such extreme, unfair gorgeousness, and you will have to endure the envy and hatred of the other girls in the school...you will be denied the freedom they have to wear the normal school uniform."
"But t-this is crazy," you manage to stammer, panting slightly with the arousal that's flooding over you. "I d-don't understand..."
!" the headmistress shouts at you. "It's clear that your aren't suffering enough...your punishment for daring to be so beautiful must be much
more severe. Tailors
The seamstresses and tailors and attendants bustle back into the room, frightened. "Yes, headmistress?"
"It's not enough
!" the headmistress snaps. "We must implement the special, extreme alterations to her attire."
"But, ma'am..." one of the seamstresses stammers, "It's just unheard of
! To alter an evening gown in the manner you're requesting is simply too extreme; it probably never has been done."
"Then this will be the first time!" The headmistress snaps, looking at her watch. "Classes are starting soon. Quickly--perform the alterations on Miss Lima's gown and get it back onto her, and then she'll see what it's really like to have the audacity to pass herself off as a student with an appearance as extreme as hers."
And, in just a few dizzying minutes, the screen is replaced and the assistants swarm around you, snipping and sewing and adjusting your attire with expert precision, until, when they step away and you face the mirror, you finally see what the headmistress has in mind for you (see images):