Meadowvale Academy Chapter 73
These stories involve anal fingering, anal fisting, anal sex, auto-fellatio, bondage, coprophagia, dom/sub relations, exhibitionism, fellatio, golden showers, incest, infantilism, lactation, mind control/behavioural training, orgasm denial, prostate milking, scatolia, sex machines, sissification, sitophilia, smothering, and voyeurism. If any of these things aren't your thing you may not want to read further.
Meadowvale Academy
Chapter 73: Youth is Served...Up Part 3
Maxine's stomach was sloshing with cum as she gulped down Mummy Gracey's load. She lay on her back her head over the edge of the bed as the big woman relentlessly pumped her massive organ in and out of her straining mouth. Her new parents had worked their way up from the smallest member among them to the beast she struggled to take now. First it had been Mummy Vera, then Mummy Joyce, the Mummy Brigitte. Each had been a bit larger than the last. Each had opened her throat a bit more. Even so the dark haired woman's girth had to be worked in little by little.
"Mummy Gracey's cock was so big," Maxine had marveled silently as she jacked it with two hands initially. She had never seen anything like it. It was so thick she struggled to get her lips around the head, but it didn't stop her from trying. She only hoped it would be enough. The pretty brunette didn't want to go back to the group home in Blackbridge Commons. She wanted to stay here with her new family. This was the second time for her. She didn't know why her first placement hadn't worked out; only that she was told to pack one day and then told to unpack the next. She had choked a little as she forced the massive mushroom in a bit more, bobbing as she could. Now as she looked up she saw the wide bodied driver beaming down at her happily as she sawed her entire thick pipe in and out.
The chauffeur looked to the other three who were sitting on the bed around her as she emptied her cream and nodded with unspoken approval. "She'll do nicely," she announced as she felt the girl's lips kissing the root of her tree with each stroke.
"Yes, I do believe she will," Vera agreed as she grabbed a tube of lubricant from the table and coated her hands before passing it around to Joyce and Brigitte.
"We worked with both of them to get them ready for their placements here," Joyce added squirting some gel on her own hands. "It was short notice the two of them coming here. It's too bad Windmoor Heights had to be delayed, but maybe it is all for the best. Meadowvale is a pretty solid community and maybe a slower expansion is a blessing in disguise."
"We're happy to have been chosen, but especially happy to get our first choice," Brigitte returned accepting the offered balm from the nurse. "Maxine is an absolute stunner; we all thought so as soon as we saw her file. And we feel her interests will line up nicely with our fields of expertise. We feel that she will be a true Renaissance woman when all is said and done. It's why we selected `Bridges' as her surname."
The three women each had chosen a lower erogenous zone while they had been talking and had proceeded to prime each for further carnal exploits. The girl lower body involuntarily danced on the ends of the seasoned fingertips, her glassy eyes betraying the dreamy stupor she had sunk into. Maxine's throat was no longer being flooded with semen but she nursed on the Gracey's steely shaft nonetheless as she ceded control of her body to the hands that beckoned her arousal. At some point she felt herself being lifted from the bed as the cock left her mouth. Mummy Gracey's nipples appeared in front of her and she instinctively began suckling on the nearest once more quenching her thirst.
She was lowered to the plastic lining on the floor clinging to the breast on which she fed on as her other three parents surrounded her. Mummy Brigitte pressed in from behind while Mummys Joyce and Vera knelt on either side. She protested as her head was shifted away from the nipple but there wasn't anything she could do. Her body was held motionless enveloped by those of two large women and she her face was pointed towards the ceiling, firmly wedged at the bottom of a fleshy crater that had been formed by two pairs of massive breasts. A hand had worked its way between her stomach and that of Mummy Gracey holding a small hose attached to a squeezable container labeled `Beanstalk'. Moments later she felt a cool gel fill the cavity found within and a pair of oversized crowns push up against the petals of her pussy and the rosebud of her ass. The four new parents exchanged glances. Their newest daughter was ready, ready to be truly welcomed to the family.
Valerie Bonner's thighs burned. Her legs were bent up over her midsection and the tops of her feet brushed up against her shoulders. But no man made structure holding her in that position on the kitchen table. Rather Natalie Beauvalier squatted over her pinning her in place as she robustly drove her thick prong into the girl's pussy, the sensual squishing noises provided by her insertions only heightening her arousal. The tight fit the swimmer's lower lips formed around her thumping girth had painted a pleasurable smile on the wrestler's face. She was going to enjoy living here. The Beauvalier's had only moved in a couple days ago in preparation for today's events and the kids had for the most part dogpiled on the living room floor at night. So far as temporary digs were concerned is was more crowded than cozy, but no one really wanted to be left out, not even the twins who ostensibly had rooms of their own.
The younger Mirielle meanwhile was slamming her slightly smaller length down the throat of her older teammate immediately in front of her older sister. In her eagerness to fill up push Bettany Foster's lust for black ass past its limits after their victory in Molando the first year had overlooked The Flying V's. She had no idea Valerie was so pliant though as she plunged her stiffened staff through the junior's plush oral snugness she realized the hints had been there. The habitual deference to her sister Viv when even the smallest of choices need to be made was evident if you looked for it. Deciding what to order in line at the cafeteria during lunch, or where they sat on the bus to and from school; she had never really noticed before but now as the lovely mouth below her propelled her towards orgasm these little vignettes of subservience floated to the surface of her mind.
Faster and faster the two Creole girls hammered their cocks into the farmer's daughter. Both could feel themselves walking along the edge of their bliss. The older kissed the back of the younger's neck as the latter leaned back into her. Both recalled the instructions of her twin. "Have your pleasure with her; lock her in a cockblocker if you want. Val knows she serves others first, she always cums last." Mirielle peeked over her shoulder at her sister. She caught her gaze, both were ready to spill their cream into the beauty below. One felt a tongue slide over her clit and the other an extra cuntal massage. It set the pair afire. Both groaned as surge upon surge of their creamy goodness jetted from their balls deep into the cozy cavities that coaxed their loads from them. Natalie Beauvalier was going to enjoy living here. By the looks of it, so would her kid sister.
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Michael couldn't be completely sure what time it was. All he knew was that his captivity the past couple days had been filled with three generations of Kendrick women casually edging him while the cock ring he wore denied him any sort of release. They took turns fondling his short length, massaging his balls, tracing his crack as he lay splayed out and restrained on the examination table. The silver haired Owena sat on the stool beside him now caressing his boyclit as he humped madly against her rhythm, delirious in arousal.
"Michaela wants to cum so badly doesn't she?" the older woman purred into his ear, noting his look of desperation. "Your balls are so full, so very fill and still more and more of your boy juice is churning isn't it? Yes, so much more." She smiled downward then looked to the door where Ceri once again stood holding a tray of ice cubes. "Shhhhh," the matriarch soothed when he subject spotted the girl. "We can't have you making a mess now can we? That's what sloppy men do. But that's not what you are; not right here, not right now."
He whimpered a wordless reply. He would agree to anything at this point, he just needed to cum.
"Grandma is right," Ceri confirmed as she brought the frozen pieces to his overheated organs. "You're too hard right now; you'll squirt all over the place. You don't want that, not a nice girlie girl like you."
Defenseless, the accountant felt himself soften and virility fade as it was leeched from his body. The cock ring almost fell off of him at this point and was quickly replaced by the chastity belt. Once his cock was restrained for a second time grandmother and granddaughter walked him over to a second bench like unit and laid him stomach down upon it. His pills and pole, trapped in their prison lined up with a round hole in the middle of the structure that opened out below into a metal container. His chin was placed in a rest so that his face pointed forward towards what looked to be some kind of track that travelled the rest of the length of the top. His arms and legs were strapped into this unit as well. The bondage the family practiced was starting to become something he was getting accustomed to. He followed along mutely hoping against hope for his eventual release.
Owena greased up her right hand with lube and began gliding them up and down the crack of the trapped man while she comfortingly rubbed his back with her left. "Shhhhh, shhhhh, Mummy Owena is going to show you how wonderful it is to be a good girl." Two fingers caressed his anal rim, back and forth, back and forth, gradually pushing it open bit by bit until they pushed in, teasing the lower reaches of the passage. "See that feels nice doesn't it?" she cooed continuing her ministrations. "In and out, in and out, a little deeper now, there we go."
Michael could feel the digits slide into his rear cavity a bit further and increase in speed slightly. Then a bit further still and then a thrill and a groan as a special spot was struck. Again and again fingertips massaged this most sensitive place. He began mewling as they rubbed across over and over. Gradually his desperation was sinking into a quagmire of euphoria. He still needed to cum, urgently cum, but the journey to his release was becoming so much more pleasurable now.
"Michaela likes it when her boypussy gets fucked doesn't she?" the older scientist asked rhetorically as she noticed the accountant's hips begin to push back against her hand. "Yes, yes, she does. Nice, nice fucking. So nice," she went on as she inserted a third finger and sped up even more." Her invasionary pace was welcomed and matched by the arousal of her captor as the humping increased and breath grew heavy. "Being a girlie girl is so nice isn't it Michaela? So nice, letting your boypussy get fucked again and again by my fingers. But you need something more don't you? Something bigger, something thicker, something longer." The strapped down man had given himself over to the short haired woman completely, aggressively slamming back against her palm to the point that she didn't even have to move her hand anymore. "Something bigger, something thicker, something longer," she repeated bringing her hand to the back of his head and turning it to the side.
It was then he first noticed Rhianna had entered the room. No longer dressed she smiled at him as she slid her right hand up and down on a fleshy pole that must have been nearly three times his length and triple its width. "Bigger, thicker, wider, something like my daughter's beautiful cock?" he heard whispered in his ear. Abruptly the fingers disappeared from behind as the middle Kendrick sauntered over to her mother. Frantically he thrust backwards trying to once again find purchase, to find the touch that had brought him so far along, but it was denied him.
"Would you like Rhianna to fuck your boypussy with her big beautiful cock Michaela? Would you? Do you want to cum for her? I'll bet you do don't you?" the eldest asked peppering her patter into him as she watched her daughter position herself just out of reach. "Say it; tell her what you want her to do if you want her to do it."
"Fuck me!" he sobbed.
"Where?"
"Fuck my boypussy!"
"With what?"
"With your big beautiful cock! PLEASE FUCK MY BOYPUSSY WITH YOUR BIG BEAUTIFUL COCK!"
Owena nodded and the purple head of the younger woman's beast plunged in, ruthlessly beginning its baptismal hammering. A second pink prong appeared in front of him not quite as long, this one belonging to Ceri. She had placed a seat on the track, a hand on either side of his head, and was sliding towards him. He parted his lips instinctively allowing her meaty muscle easy entry to his mouth. As he was sawed into from both ends he watched the one who had orchestrated it all remove her dress, exposing her own thickened girth, and sit on the bench behind the youngest. The backwards momentum of the latter provided depth of stroke as yet another cock pushed into a second ass. The quartet commenced a wet wordless bodily chorus of squishing, squeezing, moaning, and mewling as each was over time brought closer and closer to their private plateau of pleasure. The lust of the Kendrick's was escalating but they held back waiting, waiting, even as their bridges to bliss were being built.
Over and over Michael felt his special place within massaged by the thick mushroom of Rhianna's rod. Incessantly his arousal was pushed forward as he tingled with each stroke, overwhelming his pleasure centers. The thick fuzzy blanket of ecstasy had smothered any small amount of resistance that might have been lurking hidden. Michael had become Michaela, there would be no going back now. She impatiently thrust back against the pounding shaft as the pre-orgasmic buzzing permeated her body. Her movements were reflexive now, she allowed herself to be wildly taken again and again and then finally the tongue of her lust slid insidiously into her being and wave upon wave of her lovely cum began to flow.
And then the trio heard it. The tinny thundering of the little cock giving forth its white creamy prize in spurts as it hit the inside of the metal reservoir below the bench, placed there for that purpose. The loud impersonal echoing of the newly christened girly-girl's semen blasting against the walls of the container provoked smiles of victory all around. He was now a she; her body had been re-purposed as their personal plaything; her mind an eager student in her re-education. With a groan Ceri began pumping her load down the accountant's throat. Moments later she pressed her cheeks together as her grandmother filled up her anal passage. Her mother gasped and slammed into the boypussy before her with more gusto as she emptied her own balls in the sleeve of her choosing.
Even as Michaela noisily emptied she felt her holes being filled by others. The creamy flavor of Ceri's semen was somehow different now, sweeter, richer, more nourishing. The white honey inundating her rectal passage caused an additional rhythmic thrilling. She closed her eyes and allowed the gooey floods to overwhelm her body and soul. As she repeatedly gushed her lust forth she came to the realization that she was their vessel now, she would willingly take whatever they wanted to give her.
And so they did. Again and again, they did. And through it all, the surges of the echoing of the newborn sissy's orgasm kept its carnal cadence.
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Annika lay back on the end cushion of the couch watching the scene unfold only a few feet away from her as Quinn Harper deepthroated her member in front of her rapidly pushing her towards her end. The latter, also on the sofa, was on her knees, her ass pointed high in the air. Mischa Koletova had taken full advantage of the freckled brunette's position as she pounded her thick 11 inches into her rosebud from behind. The Irish woman, she had discovered over the past couple of weeks, had quite the talented mouth. She had made a point of using it a few times since the Quad had taken delivery of Penelope.
The clothier, like her niece, seemed to have a natural inclination towards submission. Unlike the latter though, it was well hidden and needed to be teased out. Annika wasn't even sure if Quinn knew just how much of a sub she was three weeks ago. But the scientist had made it one of her many missions to educate her. So far it was coming along quite well. She was proving to be obedient, willing to be lead along whatever path the silver haired woman walked her down. Now she was adding a second mistress to the mix, her personal assistant Mischa. Granted, she knew that the Russian already had a sub in her sister Natascha, but when she saw them standing together in Gemini's she just knew they would make a stunningly beautiful pair and a wonderful match.
Though she was getting cornholed the Harper woman's arousal was incomplete, the tightened cockblocker around her length was ensuring that. But this model was different. It took into account both the male and female pleasure centers. Fastened below the main unit was a secondary piece that looked something like a small codpiece and cut off all access to the vagina. But the same set of controls that loosened the ring and controlled its vibrations also pushed a buzzing stem up against the clitoris on command. Orgasms with the new model were said to be complete and unusually intense. It was likely they would find out soon enough. Mischa had just started stroking Quinn's cock with Beanstalk and it was starting to lengthen.
And not a moment too soon Annika noted looking over the Irish woman's shoulder at the object of her attention. Penelopiggy had her head wedged in the feeding module of the FeederQueen beneath the luscious ass of Brenda LaSalle who was sitting with her back to the rest of them, a leg slung over each arm. A lovely long log of shit was meandering its way out of her crinkled bloom and momentarily into the free air before descending across her outstretched tongue and through the futagen's eager lips. She was the fifth to feed the young girl, who despite having pushed out a descent pile of waste into the pan before her, still had a sizeable stomach bump. The creamy glaze from her nine inch stock was being steadily siphoned by the nozzle that had been placed upon it while her breast milk was being pulled from each nipple by smaller units and stored in a separate container.
The 12 year old's secret fecal indoctrination was progressing as planned, her methodical gulping keeping pace with her placid spasming as the fluids of her arousal were being drawn from her body. "It was such a beautiful image," Annika sighed inwardly as she felt herself teeter on the edge of her bliss. Somewhere beyond her immediate focus, the familiar sounds of Mischa's primal grunting accompanied the rapid sglitching noises of a cock pistoning in and out of a moistened ass on the verge of offering up its prize. She was close as well. A tongue tickled the underside of her pulsing beast and her cum rocketed up her shaft. The Russian woman's groan signaled that she was not alone in her release. She continued peering at the futagen's feeding as jets of her cum painted the throat of the seamstress. She gripped the back of the brunette's head and rode her all the way through her orgasm, feeling herself gradually empty and soften at roughly the same pace as her personal assistant.
The more Quinn had been used by Annika Schwartzstein in the past three weeks, the more she found herself enjoying being used. And since she had started inviting Mischa Koletova to her bed at the same time she looked forward to their trysts even more. The latter had the kind of body that was easily worshipped and once she had gotten used to it her cock filled her ass snugly, gliding in and out, making her tingle with each stroke. Both women had slackened now, the loads having gushed into her two proffered ports. The Irish clothier disengaged and slid up the body of the German matriarch until her head was resting in the cleft of the older one's breasts. The Slavic third scooched up behind her and cuddled as she continued her manual ministrations her member lengthening under the insistent jacking of the blonde. It was bumping up against her chin now. Soon a second fleshy mushroom, her own, would part her lips and she would swallow once more. Lips kissed the back of her neck, a hand caressed her hair, her head was turned towards the feeding futagen. She had never felt so loved as she did in that moment. Quinn watched the steady swallowing of the young girl who had come to dominate her niece. She kissed her crown and took it into her mouth as she maintained her carnal gaze. In and out she allowed her piece to push at a relaxed pace, her orgasm just beyond her reach. She needed to cum so badly, her mind had fuzzed over with desire. She licked her elongated rod as she took it deeper, peering intently at the scene before her.
And then the vibrating started. Her cock and her clit were simultaneously sparked by that which had until now denied the both. She groaned as the ring loosened and her shaft was set free and Mischa's hand cycled up and down on her length. Each upstroke flooded her mouth with her creamy goo. Her eyes lidded in lust as she swallowed time and again. She was cozy and warm in the caring embrace of the two who had taught her to obey. Deeper and deeper she sank into her new servitude, her new existence below. She had never felt so loved.
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They had moved Michaela over to the bench and strapped her in, displaying her bound body before the six students. Mummy Owena was pumping three fingers in and out of the girlie girl's boypussy at a pleasant pace. The sglitch, sglitch, sglitch sound of each stroke across her prostate was pushing her a little further along. Eyes closed, she humped back against the welcome invasion. She knew there would be more fingers and eventually a cock, probably more than one. The transformed sub was a willing toy for the Kendrick women these days. Far, far, away were the days of independence and free will. All that belonged to others now. It had made life so much easier, so much more...satisfying. "Yes," she thought as she felt herself slowly climb her ladder of lust, "so much more satisfying."
Owena glanced over at the rest of the class. Riley Halversson was slamming into Kelsey Cantwell from behind while both first years peered intently at the goings on up front. Chloe and Hennessey sat similarly mesmerized, the former jacking the cock of the latter while the Irish girl leaned into the shoulder of her blonde partner for support. Olivia Hardin meanwhile had pulled her granddaughter into a threeway with herself and Tiffany Charles. The latter lay on her back crosswise on the examination table looking upsidedown at the fingered sissyboy. Her girlfriend straddled her and was driving her cock deep into her pussy while Ceri stood behind both and drove her own member into the girl's willing rosebud. Though all three took in the lesson, it remained to be seen how much they actually learned.
The doctor nodded to her daughter and then to the Fitzgerald and Darnett girls. "How about we start with them? They seem to be earning the gold stars more than the others right now." A wry smile from Rhianna indicated she read the situation similarly and she walked over to the newest couple and brought them to the feet with proffered hands. What clothes remained on their two bodies were quickly shed. The sophomores were then escorted over to their instructor and her subject by the older brunette who then pulled up a second stool and sat down. The eldest then set the ice bag that had been so recently used on Michaela to the balls and cock of the black haired Irish girl who whimpered in protest as she softened. "Hennessey dear, if you are going to learn how to properly stimulate your sissyboy's ass, you will need to understand what it feels like," she explained as removing her fingers from Michaela she attached a second chastity belt to the girl. "If you follow me over to the second bench here and lean over, lie on your stomach. Let Rhianna strap you in, just like Michaela," Owena directed and pushing down on the younger girl's back. "There we go," she smiled as her daughter secured her arms and legs in place while lining the chastity belt up with the hole. "We'll start with one finger and work our way up," the pixie haired woman further detailed as a single digit glided up and down the gully of the girl's anal cleft gradually burrowing its greasy path through her sphincter. The youngest Fitzgerald chewed her lip in worry and looked to her girlfriend for rescue. Her opposite merely caressed her hair and smiled encouragingly at her predicament.
"I haven't forgotten about you young lady," the matriarch declared looking to Chloe. She pulled her in with her spare hand and pushed down on her shoulder. "I haven't cum since I've been here and your mouth looks like just the place for me to have an orgasm," she explained as her continued pressure began to yield results and the knees of the student before her began to bend. "I do hope you like a thick cock girl," she asked rhetorically as she spread her legs revealing to the youngest Darnett a fleshy log as wide as anything she had seen at the New Year's Eve bash at Gemini's. The older woman pulled the back of her head in until her member had pushed past the tender lips of the 15 year old. "That's right girl, just like that. Arms around my waist, keep the rhythm I set now. Bring me off while I teach your friend here."
Michaela for her part whimpered in her abandonment. She was feeling so full, so wonderful, she was building and building, and now she was empty. No amount of squirming was going to rekindle the flames of her arousal, though it didn't stop her from trying. "Poor, poor Michaela," her wife soothed sitting beside her and running her hands through her hair. "You were getting so close too weren't you; so close to being milked. I'll bet your balls are really full right now aren't they? You know what? My balls, they're really full right now too." She stood up and grabbed the sliding seat and placed it on the track that ran down the middle of the bench. "I can't help you with your full balls, not until Mummy Owena says we can, but you can still help me with mine can't you?" she asked sitting down and sliding towards her partner. "Open up now Michaela. Open up for my big stick." Resigned the girlie girl allowed her lips to be pierced by the meaty monster. The back of her head was gripped with two hands and the vigorous fucking of her face began.
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Doris and Brenda generously coated Penelopiggy with the recycled shit from the women that had been pushed out by the girl into the pan that had been placed next to her ass as her daughter Marlena fed her a final gargantuan log of filth. "That thing must be a foot long," Mischa marveled as she watched the futagen methodically devour it bit by bit. The young brunette's cum continued to flow jet after jet as she chewed and swallowed the muddy meal before her.
The doorbell had rung some minutes earlier and Annika had sent Quinn to answer it. Now the young seamstress returned with a pair of plastic bags, one adorned with the motif of the local burger joint, the other with the familiar logo of Baker's Cousins, the sweetery across town run by Ariel and Adina Margolis. The head of research pulled up another chair and sat beside the two women painting the 12 year old as the freckled brunette reflexively sat at her feet. She caressed her hair to show her approval as the Harper woman leaned into her leg.
"Let's see what we have here then?" the eldest Schwartzstein began reaching into the first and grabbing a wrapped burger. "Double patty and double cheese; it looks like there are four of these and a 30 pack of honey fried drumsticks too, not to mention a couple of milkshakes." The futagen was gulping down Marlena's golden nectar pulling the jeweler's hips in so as not to miss any as her throat flexed to keep up with her flow. "She has learned so much in such a short time our Penelopiggy has," the grey haired woman observed smiling at her progress as a shitslut.
"And we'll teach her so much more," Doris added as she momentarily caused the girl to arch when she pinched a mud encased nipple.
"Yes, yes, we shall," her scientific counterpart agreed peeling her daughter off of the reluctant youngster's mouth so they could continue with their indoctrination. "Quinnie, be a good girl and take over for Penelopiggy. Make my daughter cum," she then directed pushing the brunette's head into her child's pussy. "Good girl," she cooed patting her on the head before returning her attention once again to her main subject of study. The quilt of filth the two woman were coating the girl with had reached her neck and was thick enough to dip into. Annika slid the first burger through the waste trapped in the breastal valley and continued moving upwards towards the waiting mouth. Neck stretched out like an eager chick the youngster took a large bite from the shit encrusted junk food in front of her, quickly disposing of it. Again it was slopped in mud and offered to her and again she hungrily devoured the next morsel. Crackling sounded from below and her rosebud expanded. A lovely long length of brown wormed its way out of her and into the tray as her cock surged its gooey goodness into the nozzle. Next a straw was put to her and she quickly siphoned a few swallows of milkshake before returning to shitcaked solids once again.
On and on it went. The more she ate, the more she came. The more she came, the more she wanted to eat. And what went in, had to come out. Snake after snake of yummy sludge pushed out of her ass and each would be gathered and smeared once more onto her body. There it would be scooped up and fed to her anew, a sauce for her never ending meal. The six had nearly finished cramming the 30 drumsticks down Penelopiggy's gullet as more shit was spread upon her. Annika watched with satisfaction as the futagen sunk further and further down the fecal rabbit hole. As Doris explained it to her, the more Penelopiggy was allowed out to play, the more her instincts would seep into those of Penelope. She was getting hard again, just thinking about it. The scientist knew that Patricia and Kari were working on a treatment that would fine tune a person's persistalsis waves. If their experiments were successful, the new drug would speed them up while regulating their pace. There would be no more need to spike things with laxatives. The latter were so imprecise and could on occasion be sloppy. The silver haired woman absently slid her finger along the young girl's tit and slipped it in her mouth as she listened in on the conversation of the others.
"She really developing quickly Mom," Marlena pointed out. "Did you see this coming?"
"I don't think *anyone* saw this coming," Doris replied cutting in. "The speed at which she has adapted is far beyond what I was expecting. I'm wondering how much of it is her natural predilections and how much of it is the program."
"She is not faltering at all is she?" Mischa observed as she shoved the last muddy drumstick into the girl's maw. "She just keeps mowing it down. She's a machine."
"She *is* keeping up quite well with the pace we are stuffing her," Brenda agreed as she looked into the bag with baked goods. "Oh look, butter tarts!"
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"The Darnett girl certainly had a pair of talented lips," Owena noted silently as she grunted gush after gush of her cream down the girl's throat. She could feel the end of her tongue tickle her perineum and slid towards her ass as she slammed into her. Apparently she was one of many, at least from what she had been told, that had this Linguamorph procedure done. Apparently it was all the rage at school though they called it the `Tyler Tongue Treatment' there according to her granddaughter. Ceri had been bugging her mother to allow her to get it. With the way the girl's mouth muscle was wandering around, the matriarch wanted to say yes for her. The family had already decided to get both the Linguamorph and the Flexarectin therapy for Michaela. It only made sense. That was her purpose in life now. Michaela was their personal sextoy.
Even has she softened the eldest Kendrick maintained her tactile rhythm on the ass of the sophomore. Now robustly mashing her prostate with three fingers she could feel the girl lustfully humping back against her having long ago given herself over to the woman's ministrations. The pixie haired doctor peered at her intently and nodded. "Yes, yes, she was close to experiencing a true analgasm, likely her first," she mused silently. Mother called over to daughter. "You may put your cock in her boypussy now dear. You know how she likes it" She then turned back to her own matters and abruptly pulled her fingers out of rosebud of the Irish girl and sat Chloe on her lap. "She is ready to be taken over her edge now, ready to be milked for the first time. You should be the one to do it. Two fingers now, put your hand in mine." The brunette followed her instructions as the physician then inserted the first two digits of each back through the eager sphincter of the third. "Good, good, just like that. Do you feel it, do you feel her special spot? Hard and fast now, hard and fast." And with that Owena set a vigourous pace. It was all the younger girl could do to keep up.
The fingers returned to Hennessey's rosebud with a vengeance only this time Chloe's were there as well. In and out they slammed, over and over her lovely walnut they slid pushing her closer and closer. She didn't understand how this was at all possible. She could understand feeling aroused, that always happened when she was fucked in the ass. But the actual orgasm, that was something that came from her balls, from her cock. And yet though they were securely tied, separated from all paths to pleasure, the tide of her bliss was rising, getting higher and higher. Her hips flexed instinctively against the welcome anal invasion.
"Yes, yes, more, more," her mind muttered in lust. "Buzzing, buzzing, more, more, sinking, warm, yes, yes." She didn't even register the sound at first, just the release. It started small, but grew larger and larger as the buzzing in her head increased. Somewhere she could hear a tinny chorus of fluid hitting metal over and over again. Still further away were groans from a different sources and the slapping of moist flesh meeting moist flesh. But it was all mere background noise to the furnace of lust that was buzzing loudly in her head as she bucked and released, bucked and released, over and over and over again. Strapped to the horse, her rosebud overrun by relentless fleshy marauders pillaging her prostate, Hennessey floated freely, naked in her newfound euphoria. A new heaven, her new heaven, had been shown her. A hidden glory, her hidden glory, had been laid bare.
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Maxine had seen the massive cocks of Mummy Gracey and Mummy Brigitte up close. She could feel them both prodding at her lower openings. Her new parents had slicked her up well and back at the dormitory where she used to live, the nurses had stretched her with a U-Prong in the days leading up to her move. It had been hard enough getting her mouth around them, she wasn't sure if they would fit inside of her at first. The young brunette could feel the crowns of the two beasts as they pushed in a bit and then retreated.
Little by little Gracey and Brigitte allowed their members to creep in a bit deeper, letting the one between them get used to their dual girth but nonetheless steadily advancing. She began breathing heavily through her mouth as the mushrooms worked their way past her openings and she closed around the slightly less thick stocks of their tools. Now that they had overcome the initial resistance each big woman nudged their wideness further into the girl's carnal canals. Her whimper abruptly turned into a moan as both of their pipes massaged the futagen's most sensitive buttons. The pair exchanged smiles with Vera and Joyce as the latter took advantage of Maxine's open mouth to insert an oral spreader unit while the farmer pushed a pair of wireless buds into the girl's ears. She didn't even notice the apparatus that had wedged her teeth apart until she tried closing her mouth. She looked up with alarm at Mummy Joyce as the latter twisted her jaw open even more.
"Shhhh, shhhh, lovely Maxine, your Mummys will take good care of you." She feathered her new daughter's face with kisses until she saw her expression slacken once more then resumed her twisting. The redhead noticed the hips of the two flanking her flex as they took advantage of the distraction to sink their tools into the youth even more causing her to groan once more. The clicking continued as her jaw widened. Once gap had been locked into place at its maximum the nurse removed the adjuster and smiled down at her charge.
The newly christened Bridges girl her the squishing from below and felt her tunnels expand and contract as the two hardened lengths began to slowly saw in and out. Lower and lower she sunk onto the steely prongs until they eventually found their bottom, opening her up completely. Completely trapped between the bodies, her face fixed in place by the large breasts surrounding it and pointing towards the ceiling, she was at the mercy of the four woman, softly cooing, soothing, encouraging her surrender. Her own cock, far shorter by comparison, tingled as it slid up and down the greasy path between her and Mummy Gracey as she wandered farther and farther off the path of self-control.
"She looks so beautiful like that," Vera smiled as she watched her new daughter get swept up by the carnal tide.
"Yes, she certainly does," Joyce agreed as she and Vera were each handed a container by Gerianne Mills with the Serendipity Spa logo on it. "But we can bring out her beauty even more. Does lovely Maxine want Mummy Joyce and Mummy Vera to help her look even more beautiful?"
"I'll bet she does," Vera answered for her, looking at a girl too wrapped up in her own lust to have a coherent opinion. "Yes, yes, she does," she confirmed dipping her hand in the plastic and removing three fingerfuls of fecal facial paste. The farmer glanced across at her Burgandy haired counterpart to see that she had loaded up as well. "It's time to give lovely Maxine her first beauty mask."
"Yes, yes it is," Joyce seconded once again as two hands of filth moved in.
The pace at which she was being speared by the two massive lengths had settled into a steady rhythm. The squishing of cocks plunging in and out of her carnal canals provided an understated background melody to her gradual building arousal as she grew accustomed to the fit of the beasty beefs. She detected the odor with her nose before she saw through her lidded eyes, but didn't attach any significance to the former until she felt the muddy moistness begin to coat the side of the breasts next to her face. Trapped as she was, she could only observe as more and more of the sludge was gently applied from the outside edges inwards and from the bottom of her face upwards.
The walls of flesh that surrounded her sunken visage meant that the mask was over an inch thick and would completely submerge her. Slowly, ever so slowly, bit by bit her chin and cheeks disappeared under the thickening veil of fudge. They moved onto her forehead next, gradually closing in on her eyes, nose, and mouth from all sides. The two carefully built around her open mouth ensuring it would remain open and free while at the same time mummifying her nose and finally her eyes in shit. She was blind now, and between the earbuds and the surrounding muck she could barely hear the sglitching from the fleshy invaders. But she could hear Mummy Joyce easily enough.
"There we go, snug as a bug in a rug," the redhead cooed into her recently donned headset. "Mummy Vera is going to put some nice wet red gloss on your lips now and make them all pretty for you. You'll be so beautiful when she's done." The nurse glanced over at Georgina Mills propping up a rather bloated Alicia Walters nude but for a chastity belt and a rather noticeable stomachbump. "And then it will be time to eat."
The rest of Maxine's existence was going numb from arousal. The twin tools plumping her depths had sped up while her face was getting buried in waste. Her own cock felt like it was getting longer and longer. She could feel it sliding between her own breasts now. Her nubs of joys were being ravaged again and again with each stroke of the pipes that slammed into her. The application of the makeup barely registered, but the steady soothing voice of Mummy Joyce kept walking her along the path of bliss.
Something pushed down on her lips from above. It was getting harder and harder to breath. Everything was harder and harder. Little breaths were taken; and then none at all. She didn't need to. Then Mummy Joyce spoke to her again. "It's time for you to eat now Maxine, time for your Mummy's to take care of you. Time for us to feed you, nourish you, make sure you grow up to be a big girl." The futagen had never tasted shit before but when the first log slid across her tongue, there was no mistaking its foul flavor. She tried holding it in her mouth as her cheeks bulged, but more and more poured in. A hand worked its way in and began tickling her neck while a second slid in from the other side and cupped her balls. She couldn't see, she couldn't move, she couldn't hear but for the gentle urging of the nurse she had known throughout her childhood.
"Eat up now lovely Maxine, it's important you have a healthy diet," she heard the voice speak as the finger continued rubbing her throat back and forth finally inducing her to swallow her first lump of sludge. "There we go, see, that wasn't so bad was it?" Her stretched mouth was quickly refilled and her esophagus massaged once again as the massive meat sticks robustly ground into her forcing the pace of her ecstasy. Another portion slid down into her stomach as her orgasm approached its horizon. More filth oozed in, there was no stopping it now; the fingers on her neck continued their coaxing. A third, a fourth; then a fifth reluctant serving was pushed down into her, but each time as her arousal increased, her resistance did the opposite. And then it was no more.
The neverending flood of filth passed smoothly from the ass that was feeding it to her through her lips, across her tongue, and down her throat. "Yes, yes, mmmmmmmmmmmmm, yummy shit. You love the way it tastes don't you Maxine, yes, yes you do, it makes you want to cum doesn't it?" Mummy Joyce's voice spoke to her encouragingly. Again and again she gulped down the waste as both prostate and clit tingled and her cock started mashing up against something soft and sticky. The hand left her neck and joined the first by her balls. "Oh, you're getting nice and big down there; your balls are filling right up. Soon there will be so much cum in them you'll have to let it all out." More and more she devoured, she couldn't stop now, she wouldn't be stopped now, she was on the edge, building, building. She vaguely heard a pair of groans before the two lust trunks that had been pounding into her erupted, drenching her tunnels with their creamy prize. Even as Mummy Brigitte's goo gushed upwards, her own fudge, a product of forced binge eating over a 48 hour period of time, pushed out past the softening steel in her anal canal and started to create a nice warm thick bed of sludge beneath her. The first course of her banquet eventually came to an end just as her own piece broke through its mushy barrier.
The weight above lifted, but was immediately replaced by another and the fecal flow resumed and she swallowed again and again, a baby bird in its nest eager to feed. Even as she did so, the brown mound below continued to expand. Her cock, now free from its prison pushed upwards and found a slippery downpour as the constant slithering of mud across the face of her mushroom called forth her release. Cum violently salvoing upwards, the fudge she gulped down took on a new taste. "Yeessssssssss, there we go," Mummy Joyce voice whispered. "Feel how your yummy cream is shooting out of your balls as you gulp down shit. It tastes soooooo good doesn't it? So good it you want to cum. So good you need to cum. Yes, yes, every mouthful makes you cum. Cum, lovely Maxine, cum now, be a good girl and cum as you feed on our shit."
The deluge of waste continued for the most part unabated with only slight pauses as one flow stopped and another began. The young brunette willingly trapped and submerged now wolfed down everything that slid through her lips. She humped her semen into the one brown offering after the other, flavouring each successive fecal feast with a sauce all her own. And through it all her sludgy throne grew and grew. Her body had given itself over to instinct now and her instinct told her to feed; her instinct told her to cum. Her instinct told her she was a good girl. Mummy Joyce had told her she was. Her instinct believed her. And so did she. As she swallowed and surged again and again, so did she. She was a good girl; yes, yes she was.
End of Chapter 73