“Taliyah Jeniece Washington!!! Get down here right now!”

The fox nearly fell in trying to get down stairs and to the living room as fast as she could. In all of her sixteen years, she had never heard her father so angry. She stopped at the room's entry way and was frightened to enter. The larger male was glaring toward her while her mother sat on the couch, hands covering her face. It was obvious she was upset and crying. Something terrible had happened, and Taliyah knew it was her fault some how. She looked around frantically to try to find the source of this most upsetting thing that must have involved her. There was a crumpled up sheet of paper in her father's fist as he breathed heavily. Her eyes darting about, she quickly saw the envelope on the coffee table with her new school's header. 

“What is the meaning of this?” the large male asked in a voice that sounded like he was having a hard time containing his rage.

This was to be Taliyah's first year in high school and the letter was her first semester's schedule of classes and a list of what she would need for each class. However, her first period class was highlighted in red to mark it as important. When she read it, her entire soul drained out of her body. 

She was in the FLIP program. Future Leaders in Prostitution. 

The world's market on sex and sell of the flesh had become one of the most profitable businesses in entertainment in the past sixteen years. It was now an open and legal practice, with nearly all taboos of the previous first half of the century revised in the law books. FLIP started within the schools the same year she started grade school. Within the program, students were to get accustomed to a future in nude modeling, pornography, and prostitution through out the semester's course. They will learn and train in the art of seduction and sex. Part of the requirements was to go without clothes while in FLIP, both in and outside of the school. They were to allow, free of charge, people to take their pictures, touch and feel their bodies, and if they were to show any sign of arousal, have full intercourse with the pupil.

“I did not raise my daughter to be a whore,” snarled the angry todd.

Taliyah's knees went weak and fell upon them in her shock. Her father, though still angered, realized his daughter was just as surprised to this. He lead her to the couch where her mother supported her, and vice versa, as they went over what had happened. He daddy's anger quickly shifting to those that signed his baby girl in the class.

Day of class enrollment was two weeks earlier. Freshman were to go to the school in person to meet and talk to the school staff so they are not as lost on their first day. Tali then realized what had happened, and who it was that did this. The teenager had been so excited as she was going through all the tables of possible extra classes and clubs being offered with her friend Amber. The two went to the restroom where they met a lovely otter lady. The older female was in a very revealing swimsuit with the school's mascot stitched upon it. It was her that had talked the two into signing up for what they thought was for the swimming classes and club room. The name on the letter was a Miss Cynthia Sanders, which confirmed Taliyah's story.

The part that Taliyah did not tell was that Miss Sander's had walked in on the fox and her fruit bat friend making out. There was no way she was going to let her parents know that their girl was in a lesbian relationship, especially right now. Her childhood friend and her had been lovers since the after school sleep over at the start of summer vacation. The otter was not upset, though, and complimented the two on such beautiful bodies they had. The teacher insisted to look at their arms, legs, and bellies to look at their muscle tone, all while asking questions. The subject of swimming was brought up often. Cynthia complimented Taliyah's fur coloring, with her black furred feet and hands that countered her pearly white fur that marked the front of her body up to her chin. To their surprise, the lady told them that they would be perfect for her course, pulling out her tablet for the two to sign their names on in agreeing to attend it.

Taliyah was swearing that she thought she was signing up for gym and swimming. Amber's house was not answering the phone. They talked to the school councilors and principal, even with Miss Sanders herself. The teacher apologized for the confusion, but Taliyah did hit all the agreements and confirmations given on the sign up tablet. The teenager did recall that she did have to go through a number of agreements in signing for the class, but she did not read any of the writing. It did not dawn on her that none of the other classes had any such confirmations or terms to agree with in signing up.

The fact she did not read or was fully explained to of what it was she was signing did not matter. Miss Sanders did request that the two to come to her table to get pamphlets, where they would have fully realized what it was they were signing up for. They could have refused and had it canceled right there. However, the two never returned for that was the last course they had signed up for and both were eager to get back to Amber's home and bedroom. The time for changing courses had past. Taliyah will have to attend the course for at least the first semester. Since it was a work program, it counted for nearly half her grade point average now. She fail the course, she fails the whole semester.

Taliyah was sent to her room with the letter so that she can prepare for her new life. She read over the paper countless times. None of the other classes were important anymore. Not even drama, which will be different now that she was a part of the FLIP program. She looked over at the closet where all her new clothes she had gotten for school was going to remain untouched. She was going to be naked for all to see. Her body out for all to touch. They could even do 'things' to her if they wanted, and since it is considered training, they do not have to pay. 

Taliyah had seen the students already in the program in her previous schools. They would parade through the halls naked, other students would always reach out to touch and feel their bodies, take pictures, and even take away to a more private area. The nude kids always seemed to happily allow all this to happen. They often became popular, attending most school events and parties. 

They were all happy. 

Willing.

Wanting.

On the first day of school, she walked down to the kitchen for breakfast wearing her bathrobe. Her mom was at the oven cooking, her dad and little brother was at the table already eating their breakfast of eggs and bacon. All turned to her as she entered. No one said anything for they all knew what was going to happen and what would now be the norm for the next few months. Taliyah took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and dropped the robe to the floor.

A loud gasp came from the younger male as the boy gaped at his sister naked for the first time. Her mother sighed, and returned to cooking. Her father kept looking at her, but not like her brother.

“Not seen you like that since you was six years old,” he commented. “Miss Sanders was correct. You grew up to be a very lovely girl. I know that this is not what we had raised you for, but this is normal for the society now and you have no reason to be ashamed. No matter what happens, I will always be proud of you.”

Taliyah ran over and hugged her dad in a tight embrace. Those words was what she needed to hear. To give her the courage to go through with this. 

Taliyah ate as her brother stared. She wished he would stop, specially since he was her brother. However, her dad said that she was going to have everyone staring at her, and more, so she had to get used to it and accept it. She cringed at the 'and more' comment, but he was right.

She did not take the bus that morning. Her dad drove her to school, pulling up in the back lot. Normally parents were not supposed to enter and drop off in this location, but the security saw Taliyah and understood. After the man took her picture, he let the car through the gate. They pulled up to an entrance that had few people hanging around. Seemed to be only a couple teachers drinking coffee and talking. 

“Good luck, honey.”
 
Her dad leaned over and gave her a hug. Taliyah returned it, thankful for this last emotional support. She felt her father's hand rub her back. It rolled lower and hit her tail, causing her to yip.

“Sorry...” he muttered a little embarrassed. “You used to love getting your back combed and petted, and holding you as you are now, well... heh. I guess I just want you as my little girl still.”

Taliyah kissed her dad on the cheek. Grabbing her towel from the backseat, she stepped out of the car. 
She watched her dad drive away. She turned to enter the school and startled to see that the three teachers were behind her.

“Hi, deary,” greeted a male puma, placing his hand on her shoulder. “You're obviously a part of FLIP. Know where to go?”

“Oh, uhm. N, no,” Tali responded quietly, already feeling embarrassed and overly exposed. Her body tried to shrink in on itself, her shoulders pushed forward and her thighs clinched together tightly.

A gazelle male wearing Dickie overalls that labeled him as part of the school's maintenance staff stepped up, placed his arm around her waist, his hand placed and rubbing her thigh. She had to restrain from pushing away and calling out.

“Must be the first time in the program,” the man said with a grin, “Well, ya need to get used to. Specially when the football team sees such a fine looking lady as yourself in the hall.”

Taliyah felt like she was about to cry when the one female walked over and shooed the two males off her. She was a red panda, and was shorter than the fox. She wore small glasses upon her snout, and dressed professionally in a red dress and jacket. 

“Oh, you men let her be,” she scolded the two males in a voice that betrayed her nationality with a southern voice. “You are going to scare her more than she already is. Come, dear. I'll take you to your room.”

She took Tali's hand and led her into the building and into a hallway, away from the men who could be heard talking compliments on her rear. There was some student's in the hall, and all gave a small cheer and applaud when seeing the naked vixen. The red panda ignored them and lead the girl until they were in front of a door with a poster of a naked rabbit male with an erection, the letters F L I P seeming to be tattooed onto his penis. It read 'Not Just For the Ladies' right under the phallic.

“This is obviously it,” stated the kind lady. She moved to open the door, but it was not the door with the  poster. She opened the door to the room across from it. Tali did not know what was going as she was walked into the other classroom. It was empty of people. Just desks and charts and posters of math equations. “And this is my room.”

The lesser panda shut the door and locked the door. 

“You have fifteen minutes to make me happy,” the lady said, turning to Taliyah, “or I will have to talk to Miss Sanders about giving you extra homework.”