Meadowvale Academy Chapter 21
These stories involve anal fingering, anal sex, bondage, dom/sub relations, fellatio, golden showers, incest, infantilism, orgasm denial, mind control/behavioural training, non-consent/reluctance, scat, sissification and voyeurism. If any of these things aren't your thing you may not want to read further.
Meadowvale Academy
By Juxtaposition
Chapter 21: Library Duty
It was nearly the weekend. June couldn't get through the day fast enough. The last 40 hours or so had seen her standing in the school sink to depths previously unknown. Word of her parking lot masturbation and scat play was all over the academy. Throw in the fact that she was forever aroused because of Doris' cockring and the fact that Dr. Jessica was dosing her with Seedomil 2.0 every day and it was a gift that just kept on giving for everyone else at the academy. She thought that when all of the remote controls for her device had been collected it was the end of her ordeal. Then she found out that the computer science teacher Ulrike Bergheim and converted the hardware into an app that could be downloaded onto a cellphone. She felt more cornered than ever now. Her last class, Senior Finance, was a typical example. It was highly unlikely that any teaching took place, at least the type she was hired for. She imagined the class learned something all right. The trio of Erin Avery, Madison Miller and Amanda Clearwater couldn't keep their hands off of her. It was probably quite enlightening how far down the submissive road they could lead her.
"Happy Friday Miss Halversson," greeted the short blonde from her desk with the other two as she entered the room. "You look like you have had a time of it today." She smiled warmly as she rose and walked towards her. "Mom says you've had quite a week at Meadowvale. From what I hear you are very popular among the other teachers. It good that you are fitting in and found a role you are comfortable with," she continued chattering as her hand found the teacher's exposed member. "We all like you here too." She leaned heavily on the younger woman as she was jacked. The two others quickly joined in supporting her weight as they walked her to her desk. Madison and Amanda proceeded to lay her down flat while Erin coated her pole with hand lotion. Now completely slicked up, June sighed as the massage her organ was receiving slid frictionless on her length. The redhead sat behind her crosslegged and placed her head in her lap as her blonde companion backed up over her mouth, lining her asshole up with her lips and lowering herself. "Happy Friday Miss Halversson," she repeated empathetically as her sphincter opened up and she began shitting down the teacher's throat.
She must have eaten the fudge of a half a dozen students and sucked as many cocks in that class. She was lucky that Doris allowed her to sit on the toilet during her lunch hour getting rid of all she had been fed in the morning. To be sure her stomach had been stretched in the past couple of days, she could take more than she used to, but there were limits. She was starting to approach them now as she walked towards the library for her first shift as an assistant. "It could have been worse," she surmised. "Amanda Clearwater didn't have to step in like she did." While the others in the class, led by Erin, were content to dominate and make her suffer, the redhead seemed genuinely concerned. It was as if she understood the value of a good submissive and was trying to develop her as such. Apparently no one had told her that she had been one for longer than the girl had been alive, but the compassion was appreciated nonetheless.
She hadn't had the occasion to meet the archivist Rosa Anders as of yet and she had only heard her described as loopy personality wise. She didn't know what to expect. At least it was the library. It would be quiet. Maybe she could convince her to deflate the buttplug, or even better, loosen her...well, whatever this thing was she was wearing long enough for her to sit on the toilet again. She doubted she would be able to count on Doris again today. As it was, the doctor only did it so she could take her in the ass. "Everything has its price," she mused.
She entered the library feeling somewhat overfull but not as bloated as she was on Wednesday. There was no pain, not as of yet anyway.
"You must be June Halversson," a happy voice sounded from her right.
The teacher looked over to see a bubbly young woman, about the age of Sally Ann or Stella, with titian red hair and large black rimmed glasses sitting on a high stool behind a wrap around counter.
"I'm Rosa Anders and this is my domain," she announced with a flourish and a giggle. "If you come back here, I can show you what needs doing and we can get started OK?"
The older woman smiled and started walking around the island to its entrance. Rosa sounded nice, definitely not as mean spirited as Erin. "Maybe I can convince her to let me take these things off." She hoped as she entered the staff area.
"So nice to meet you June," she greeted warmly as she spun in her chair, extending a hand while holding a cellphone in the other. She was naked from waist down and was sporting a massive tool in the same league as Doris and Gracey, stiffened and leaking. The cockring's vibrator activated. She hardened and groaned "Do you see what needs doing, Baby June?" she asked softly as the latter fell to her knees. "That's right, come to Mummy Rosa, Baby June. Come to Mummy Rosa."
The blonde began losing her sense of self, slowly sliding into infancy. She crawled forward on her hands and knees until her mouth was level with the librarian's wood. The hand on the back of her head started her rhythm and the ginger cooed encouragement as she descended inch by inch on the shaft.
"Good girl Baby June, good girl. Such as good girl to take my entire cock like that. In and out, in and out. Use your tongue now. Good girl. Such a good girl."
Childlike, she slurped on the rod happily, squirming as her hand dropped to her own hardness. She was a good girl, yes she was.
"I see you've met our economics teacher" a voice observed from behind.
Rosa peered over her shoulder to see Claire Miller leaning against the counter watching her plunge in and out of the mouth before her. "I certainly have," she answered enjoying the ride. "I wish I could have been there on Monday. I hear Candice and Stella did quite a job on her."
"They actually broke her back to infancy for the first time," she related, casually watching. "It was impressive. I can see why Doris likes them in that role. Looks like you've done it again."
The larger woman leaned towards the other and whispered, "I think there is conditioning involved. I was told she reverts when you call her `Baby June'."
The Phys Ed teacher nodded in understanding and then whispered something else back to her opposite.
"No, really?" the archivist asked.
"Yes, really." nodded the dark haired woman. "I kid you not. So far as I've been told it is still in the developmental stages yet." Claire had come down to see how June would fair with Rosa. She could see that her hardening member had decided what it thought of the situation, having created a bulge in her track pants; she was going to need relief soon. The phys ed teacher was about to start making her way around to the entrance of the island when the library doors opened behind her. Bethany Vickers and Cameron Wellesley, deep in conversation, approached the counter.
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As the blonde girl made her way to the library, she scanned the list of titles she needed to find. There were four in total, all having to do with social turbulence in the 1960's. History had never been her favourite subject, but at least Miss Clifford tried to make it interesting. Head down, she nearly ran into Cameron Wellesley, a tall senior with brown hair and stunning blue eyes.
"Whoa!" she exclaimed pulling up short as the other's feet showed up in her line of sight.
The other student veered to her right to avoid a collision. "Bethany Vickers, you need to watch where you're going."
"Sorry Cameron, on assignment for Miss Clifford; on my way to the library."
"Me too, need to find a book on biology for Avery's class," the brunette volunteered as the two began walking together.
The junior liked the Wellesley girl. Some seniors came with a bit of arrogance included, but not her. She wasn't as completely laid back as the Roundtree girls, but she wasn't snooty like Allison Waverly either. Apparently, her mother was some kind of doctor in town as well. The brunette was tall, like her classmate Rhonda Malinowsky, but far more elegant. She was heavier up top without a smidgen of sag too. Not quite as big as Nurse Stella, but then Bethany wasn't sure if anyone at the academy was. And from what she was told, quite thick down below. The shorter girl calculated that any relations she had with the other student would not only be advantageous socially, but enjoyable as well.
Cameron Wellesley considered herself fortunate. She was in the lab with Dr. Pang and her mother when they hit upon the formula for the lactation booster Nurse Stella had wondered about. From what the latter had told her yesterday, the first trials went well. The girl walking beside her now and her friend were the ones she had targeted and after feeding she was able to temporarily reverse their roles as dominant and submissive. While it was a very small sample size, the results were nonetheless encouraging; so much so that her mother had allowed her to inject herself as well. Her breasts had already grown a bit. She could feel that she was a bit tighter in her bra than usual. She was going to have to visit LaSalle's soon and get some new lingerie. She glanced at the junior once more as she reached for the door. "Fortunate indeed," she mused falling in behind her.
Bethany saw Miss Anders, the librarian, through the glass door standing behind the counter talking to Miss Miller who was leaning against it. "Good, she's there," she commented looking over her shoulder at Cameron, somewhat relieved. "I have no idea where to look for this stuff." Her mind still on her assignment, she absently opened the door as both students entered and strode toward the two women.
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Tammy Winchester felt Sofia Garcia nibble her ear as they sat beside each other in the library. Across from the pair at the same table was a study in opposites. Olivia Hardin, dimpled, blonde, and perky as always and slightly Asian featured Tiffany Charles with her black bob and shy personality. The four had been randomly grouped together for a class project in geography. All of the students were divided into quartets and each team needed to design a planned city with a specific set of criteria in terms of what it could and could not contain.
"Stop that, you little twerp!" the taller girl berated her dark haired neighbor only slightly annoyed, squeezing her neck and shoulder together. Not to be denied, the other started lightly running her fingertips up the redhead's ribs, knowing full well the latter was ticklish there. "Ack!" she exclaimed flinching away in her chair. "The girl only has one speed," Tammy thought to herself trying to hold down a burgeoning erection.
Somewhere, someone hissed "Shhhhhh!"
Across the table the other two tried to do research, but were failing utterly. There were just as distracted as the baseball player by Sofia's antics. Tiffany looked on wishing that the Latino girl was tickling her instead. No one ever picked her. And she knew she was really bad at trying to start conversation. That's why she liked the Garcia girl so much. "She was way more better at it than me," she reflected wistfully.
Sofia wasn't one for turning. She remembered the scene in homeroom last week. She got a good look at the flame haired Winchester girl when she was piling into Crystal Bernier's ass. She definitely had an athlete's body. She made up her mind then to talk to the Bonner twins, who lived just down the road. They all played baseball together, that she knew. Her plan was to arrange a purposely accidental meeting of the four on their farm. "But I'm all for serendipity," the Latino girl mused inwardly. "Besides, it's Friday afternoon. No one studies on a Friday afternoon." She began to play with her partner's red hair with one hand while walking the fingers of her other hand towards the blossoming bulge between Tammy's legs.
She sighed, frustrated but resigned. She had watched her tormenter in action with the Halversson girl during homeroom. "I guess I can be thankful at least that Heather isn't also here," Tammy thought as she let her legs be spread. She tilted her head and kissed the other girl as a hand closed around her member and began to jack her.
Olivia glanced from the scene in front of her to the face of the girl next to her watching it. She could see the yearning on Tiffany's face. She felt bad for her. She was so shy. She could be a good submissive. She wanted to be. The cheerleader could see it in her. She just needed some direction. "And I will be the one who gives it to her," Olivia concluded as she reached under her skirt and pulled down her panties. She stood Tiffany up, disrobed her from behind, then guided her onto the table. "Let's go make some friends."
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"Miss Anders," Bethany started as she approached, "I need to find some--", she stopped short once she got to the counter and saw Miss Halversson getting facefucked by the librarian "That thing is monstrous and she is taking it all," she thought incredulously.
"Miss Anders is unavailable at the moment," Miss Miller began as she turned, revealing her bulge. "But rest assured your call is very important to us." She watched the senior swing the blonde sideways and back her into the dark haired teacher. "OK, I get the dark meat," the swim coach observed removing her bottoms.
The Wellesley girl took advantage of Bethany's momentary indecisiveness to unbutton her blouse and unclasp her bra, revealing her 37E tits to the younger girl. She licked her lips at the sight of the areolas. "She is the perfect height," she measured smiling inwardly. The senior stepped in bringing her left breast to her counterpart who began to suckle as the black haired woman behind her slid her panties down and moistened her sphincter.
Things were moving too fast for the Vickers girl. She was used to being in charge. "This has to stop right--- Beautiful breasts." She licked her lips and began to feed. First fingers, then a cock, made its way into her anal canal. Moments later she was lifted off of her feet and her legs wrapped around Cameron's waist as the latter's thickened tool slowly plunged itself into her vagina.
Cameron brushed her blonde hair away from her eyes and smiled down at her. "There we are, doesn't that feel good; drinking my milk like a good Baby Bethany?" She could feel her nourishment flowing from her nipple into her mouth and the two shafts begin sawing in and out below. She felt the junior's diminutive body relax, her weight being completely supported by the other two. Her expression became one of acceptance. "Baby Bethany likes feeding doesn't she?" she cooed. "Does Baby Bethany want to play with her cock? Yes, yes she does, doesn't she?" She watched the hand of the blonde slowly move towards her member and once there slide along her hardened pole. She smiled as the teacher looked at her incredulously as if to ask how. She invaded her mouth with her tongue putting such questions to rest.
Rosa was starting to quicken. Between Baby June's deepthroating her girth and the steamy scene evolving on the other side of the counter, the librarian was starting to feel it. She needed to get her hips into it more, she needed to grind. She needed to see if what Claire said to her was true. "Let's lie down on the floor Baby June, right over there," she directed gently. "You can suck Mummy Rosa's cock and play with your peepee."
"Peepee!" she gurgled around the flesh in her mouth as the redhead lowered the pair to the floor without leaving the teacher's mouth.
"And we're here. Play with your peepee for Mummy Rosa and Mummy Rosa will feed you lots and lots."
Baby June's hands moved to her 10 inches and began crowning and stroking as she humped the air. Her mouth was speedfucked deeply by the archivist who was fast approaching her edge. A groan sounded, a vibrator started to whir.
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Sofia watched her two now naked classmates crawl across the table. Olivia had positioned Tiffany so that her ass was to the far edge of the table facing the reluctantly aroused redhead. She stood the latter up and whispered "I think Tiffany wants to be fucked Tammy." She gave her a nudge forward and that was all it took. The athlete pulled the petite sophomore to her, wrapped her legs around her waist and slid her pipe in to its depths as a moan sounded. Growling she began hammering away at the Charles girl's ass.
Olivia beckoned the only one not yet unclothed onto the table. She saw how the other girl had reacted to the Garcia girl, she knew there was a torch held aloft there. The cheerleader kissed the other lightly as she disrobed her being sure to allow the girl on her back a full view of the proceedings. "She really likes you, you know that right?" she whispered to Sofia. "But she doesn't know how to say it. Unless *you* choose her, she will do nothing." Olivia continued her murmuring as the other nodded in agreement.
The tall girl's pipe pounded her rosebud at an increased pace. Tiffany could tell she was starting to build. She glanced over to the other two, removing clothes, kissing, and whispering. Despite her own current tryst, she despaired not being a part of the other. When Olivia told her they were going to make friends, she thought her classmate meant that she would end up with Sofia. Now her hopes were dashed. She would never choose her over the cheerleader. She felt like crying.
The dimpled blonde kissed the Latino girl once more and then slithered down to lie beside the short haired girl. She kissed the beginnings of tears away from eyes closed in anguish. "Look Tiffany, open your eyes," she whispered between kisses. "Open then up now," she coaxed.
Reluctantly she did as was asked and saw Sofia swinging her leg over her mid-section and begin moving towards her. The other student's member was stiff and she smiled down as she closed the gap between it and the Charles girl's mouth. She looked at Olivia confused. "She chose...me?"
The cheerleader lined herself up behind the other and leaned over her shoulder. "We both did," she answered as she watched Sofia's cock slid through the lips below and drove her own forward into the Latino girl's anal depths.
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Her cock pistoning furiously in and out of Baby June's mouth, the librarian knew she was close. She had been told so much about this woman by Stella, Sally Ann, Sandra, and now Claire and they were right. She was incredible. The deepthroating she was getting here was seamless. Not a hitch; no choking or gagging, just a smooth straight runway. And that was saying something given her girth. Sure, there were others in the school who could take her in their mouths, but not at this speed for this long. She glanced to her left and looked on as Bethany Vickers suckled on Cameron Wellesley's right nipple. "Now there is a mouth I'd like to abuse," she observed. The trio had decamped to the plastic rug guard Baby June was lying on. She saw a bit of white leakage escape the sophomore's lips. "She's actually breastfeeding her!" Rosa thought surprised. "That's new." The two older women, still drilling the blonde front and back were, like her, also closing in on release.
Bethany was in a place she had not been before. She could feel the stiffened flesh pumping in and out of her; she could feel her own hand on her cock. None of that was new. But she was drinking milk from the tit of Cameron Wellesley. And it felt good to do so. It felt right. She heard the librarian groan beside her as her monstrosity of a tool began to empty its load into the mouth of Miss Halversson. She knew firsthand what that felt like. She felt the two pipes inside of her swell and instinctively began to flex and siphon. She smiled dreamily as her pussy and ass began to flood with cum.
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Tiffany let the nine inch cock plunge in and out of her mouth as she massaged its crown and underside with her tongue. She was going to show Sofia that she was right to choose her. This would be different from the first time. She didn't even know what was happening then and suddenly she was on her knees. She would make this more loving, deeper emotionally. She would build her up to a massive cum. She had already decided that she would do whatever Sofia wanted her to. She would give herself willingly to her. Her own rod was like iron, she could feel it. She longed for someone to touch it, help her reach her release. But her own enjoyment wasn't the priority here. Her lust would serve another mistress first. She looked up at the one she wished for. She returned her gaze with a smile of affection. She dipped three fingers into both of her orifices and began fucking them with her digits. She watched as Sofia's head lolled back and her mouth opened in silent ecstasy. Moments later her girlcum splattered and she began pumping her load down Tiffany's throat.
As soon as her clit felt the probing hands her orgasm violently arrived. Both cunt and cock released their fluids. She thrust in and out, her mind floating in endorphins as she felt her ass being filled with blonde cum simultaneously. Her juices flowed freely as she watched the girl below her through lidded eyes. "Good girl," she mumbled, sloppily caressing her. There was a part of her that thought she deserved more; deserved better. But it was overruled by her dominant instincts and her knowledge that Tiffany Charles was in her heart a submissive. She needed to be shown her true nature. She needed to be taught how to serve. "Open," she instructed moving her pussy over her mouth, her balls empty. She didn't even wait for her to obey, she knew she would as soon as the piss ran into her eyes.
As she flooded Sofia's ass with her seed the cheerleader heard the redhead behind her groan and knew she had also arrived in the same place. It wasn't an easy ride for the girl below her, but it wasn't meant to be. The dark haired girl in front of her had done well to get Tammy as wound up as she did, even if the former didn't realize at the time the larger part it would play. She peered down at the Charles girl as her face was inundated with urine. Olivia smiled as she sputtered and squinted through the yellow onslaught. And then she stopped struggling and her jaw slackened as she accepted her fate. It was like she was telling her mistress that she could piss wherever she wanted. Sofia was training her well.
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Her balls finally drained Rosa withdrew her softening pipe from the mouth of Baby June. Still shiny with sweat she caught her breath and reversed position. She still had more to feed her but before that she needed to show the teacher her place. Her peehole lined up with a mouth still slick with semen. "Open up Baby June, Mummy Rosa has juice for you to drink."
"Juice," she giggled playfully, moving her head around as the flow started. She laughed and laughed as the piss soaked her face. Someone was playing with her peepee. It felt so good. It was nice and hard and slippery. She humped against the massaging hand as another knelt behind her.
"Mummy Claire has come to help you to wash your hair," she said. And then a second golden stream began to bathe the top of her head.
Cameron spooned Bethany from behind as the latter watched the two women piss on Miss Halversson with interest. She noticed the junior harden once again. The petite girl looked at the senior, then back to the trio beside her, then once again to the Wellesley girl. She didn't need to verbalize, the older student understood. Cameron laid Bethany on her back, straddled her hips, took the younger girls hand and brought it to her stiff organ. Her bladder was overfull, this would feel so good. As the junior began jacking herself, the senior smiled, opened herself up, and started pissing. When her urine hit the cock, the Vickers girl moaned. A second hand dropped down to rub her clit while the first sped up its stroking. The brunette then started shimmying north leaving a golden trail behind as she made her way towards the younger girl's face. Her head wagged back and forth and her tits were splashed upon.
Bethany brought her knees up and spread her legs. She humped into her hand and dipped into her pussy as she drank from the acrid fountain. Her eyes stung as Cameron washed her face. She was taken by surprise when the older girl swung around and leaned back on her haunches. But when the older student began painting her blonde hair yellow, all was right once more with the world. The younger did not understand her arousal. She had never been on this end of pissing games before. She was usually the dominant one, others submitted to her. But she found herself serving the one above her. And it felt so good to do so. Finally the golden downpour abated. Bethany brought her lips to the source of her arousal, licking, sucking, trying to taste every last drop. The body kept moving forward, her tip of her tongue slid along the skin within the crevice. Hands spread the crack exposing a brown blossom. Lower and lower it dropped until it rested between her open lips. Her tongue teased and probed beckoning. It began to blossom outwards.
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Olivia once more slid down alongside Tiffany, whose head was soaked with piss and rested in a puddle of runoff. She used the girl's discarded blouse to wipe up the surplus urine and wipe off her face. "It feels so good to give yourself to her doesn't it?" she whispered to the short haired Asian as she began jacking her very aroused tool "It feels good to let others use you how they will, to know that others will always decide for you." She kept up her patter as she stroked her thickening rod. She had noticed Sofia changing her position over the submissive in training, something the latter had failed to observe. She knew the wavy haired girl had more to give. She kissed the shy girl deeply, taking her time, enjoying the flavor upon her. "Sofia chose you Tiffany, she chose you," she spoke softly caressing her face. She then lay back down on her side and watched as the Latino pulled apart her cheeks and lowered her ass to the lips opening eagerly.
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The librarian sighed as her urination finally abated. Rosa had been waiting for this moment. She had heard of June Halversson the submissive shitpig from other members of the staff and every time she did she got wetter; she got harder. And now she was going to put the latest wrinkle in Doris' conditioning to the test. She hitched forward slightly lining up her sphincter with Baby June's mouth as she removed the latter's hands from her tool, trapping them beneath her legs, preventing the blonde from touching herself. She then turned off the vibrator on the cockring and loosened it allowing her potential release a path to freedom. "She had always been a bit short up top," the bespeckled woman admitted privately, glancing at her breasts. "But any shortfall she had there was more than made up for by the wide orbs of flesh that were her ass. She wasn't quite as big as Candice Avery, but then she was also over a decade younger. She'd get there eventually."
"Does Baby June want to make poopies for Mummy Rosa?" she queried. "Does she want to fill her pants with mud? Make some poopies for Mummy Rosa Baby Jane. Nice big poopies."
"Poopies," she heard the woman answer from below. She smiled as she trapped the blonde's face between her cheeks and began feeding her the first of many stools.
The first log slid along her tongue and began curling at the bottom of her oral cavity. Bethany's hands fell away from her sex and her body spasmed, involuntarily protesting at the bitter invader. A voice cried out in the hazy distance of her mind, "Stop! This is not who you are!" She attempted to close her mouth, move her head, but both were held in place by the vice like flesh engulfing her. She was forced to swallow again and again as shit poured down her throat.
"Shhhhhh, little one. It is OK. Let Mummy Cameron feed you. Baby Bethany needs her nourishment."
Other hands resumed stroking her abandoned tool and massaging her slippery crown beckoning forth her reluctant arousal once more. She tried to fight her desire, but it was slowly overwhelming her resistance. As she chewed through length after length of greasy fudge the insistent hands brought her closer and closer to the edge of bliss. The rebellion faded and she surrendered. She began humping the hand jacking her.
"Good girl Baby Bethany, good girl. Cum for me now little one. Give Mummy Cameron a great big cum."
Acceptance; this was who she was. She gripped the trapped hand beside her in realization. Her mind and body were free. Another log was glided down her tongue into her browned mouth. Juices slopped around as she churned up the waste into a pasty meal. Cum rocketed upwards from her cock. The bond between shit and orgasm had been forged.
Baby June eagerly ate the dirty delight trying to reach down. She wanted to play with her peepee, her peepee wanted to play with her. She tried but couldn't make her hands move. They were stuck. But she could make poopies, Mummy Rosa wanted her to, she said so. "Poopies," she exclaimed once more and began to push. One by one she felt them slither out and press against her tingly places as they slid upwards. "Tinglies!" More of Mummy Rosa's fudge folded into her mouth and she noisily slurped it down content to feed and quicken. She could feel her cummies approaching now. The more poopies she made, the closer they got. She liked this game. She grunted and made more poopies, one after the other, faster and faster, the bulge in her pants growing and growing. Each one tingled and tickled more and more. Her white goo surged upwards as she flexed her hips. "Cummies!"
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It seemed like a never ending vein of shit was being piled into Tiffany's mouth. She humped the beckoning hand instinctively as her tongue was buried by waste. She gamely ingested all that was fed her, swallowing again and again. The Charles girl would never say no to Sofia. She would never disappoint her. She met Latino's loving gaze as she looked down upon her feasting, the glow of a ceiling light surrounding her head. Her memory recalled other students speaking about breaking a sub; voices travel in a classroom. "This didn't feel like being broken into pieces though," she reasoned. "This felt like being made whole." She was where she wanted to be. Her lips welcomed more sludge into gullet. She would let others decide. Olivia smiled warmly at her.
"Going to have a great big cum Tiffany? Show Sofia how much you love being fed by her?" the cheerleader asked as her hand lazily brought her to the very edge. "Cum for us now Tiffany, cum for us," she coaxed further.
Cum fountained forth from the shy girl's cock. She felt like crying, this time with joy. She had been chosen.
End of Chapter 21