Meadowvale Academy Chapter 27
These stories involve anal fingering, anal sex, auto-fellatio, bondage, dom/sub relations, fellatio, golden showers, incest, infantilism, orgasm denial, mind control/behavioural training, non-consent/reluctance, scat, sex machines, sissification, smothering, and voyeurism. If any of these things aren't your thing you may not want to read further.
Meadowvale Academy
Chapter 27: Esmeralda
The four of them sat in the cafeteria at lunch time with just over three hours to go before the weekend. Small and somewhat introverted, the brown haired Esmeralda Clifford did feel comfortable with this group of larger women. To her left was the red headed guidance counselor, Sally Ann Clearwater. She had most definitely guided and counseled since the 23 year old had arrived at the beginning of the year, the youngest teacher in the history of the school. Across from her was the equally if not more buxom Stella Cantwell, the school nurse. It was clear there was something between them. But it was also apparent that a connection existed between the blonde across the table and the Dutch student beside her, Mila Maertens. Not as curvy as the other two but still shapely, most of the junior's freckled face was hidden by the long curly bangs of her floppy short ringlets. She was dangerously angelic.
"It was incredible," Sally Ann explained to the rest. "I've never seen anything like it. Dr. Pang hinted about developments but I don't think anyone expected a cream that doubled the size of one's cock, never mind all the other stuff."
"Do tell," Stella prodded biting into a carrot stick. She, of course had heard this all from her aunt and had read the report written by Jessica, but firsthand observations should never be dismissed. Plus the others weren't as informed and she wanted to see their reactions.
"Well, Baby June was wearing her Happy Pants as per usual when they dragged her out of class," she started. "All the usuals were there plus Roberta and the new woman Virginia. Hannah ran the video evidence for everyone. Roberta gooped up her hand and did the thing," the redhead detailed pumping her hand on an imaginary cock, "and you should have seen it grow!"
"I was told she ended up giving herself head?" the blonde asked as she glanced at the brunette following the story.
"By the time she came she was taking four inches and she filled her pants when she did. It was soooo hot! Clothes were on the ground at that point."
"No!"
"Oh, it gets better. Dr. Pang had Baby June on something called Carettathol since the beginning of the week. The regimen allowed her to hold her breath a lot longer than normal. I smothered her for nearly five minutes—"
"Five minutes?" asked her partner in crime.
"Five," the other confirmed, holding up her spread digits. "Fed her my shit the entire time; she never stumbled once. I'm not even sure she chewed." They glanced at the pair who had yet to contribute to the conversation. Both listened intently open mouthed. Nods were exchanged between Sally Ann and Stella. A hand from each found the hardened flesh of the younger two. Fingers rose and fell on steel as the Clearwater woman detailed her own experience and Baby June's subsequent meals. The pair surrendered to their manipulations of the older two. By the time she started relating the `Cradle' apparatus Gracey Mills has constructed and Baby June's placement within it, Esmeralda and Mila were leaning into the neighbours, suckling on nipples, feeding on warm, nourishing milk.
This wasn't the first time the Clifford girl had felt Sally Ann's fingers on her cock. In fact it was a rather familiar sensation she realized, thinking back.
The two of them sat in the front seat of the Clearwater Greenhouses crew cab. It was October; class hadn't started yet; they were at the back of the Meadowvale Academy parking lot. Esmeralda Clifford leaned into the Sally Ann, her blouse and bra undone. The redhead gently stroked the other's tool, trying to quell her nervousness. This was not the first time this year they had been here. The 23 year old had been plagued by anxiety ever since she arrived at her alma mater a month ago as the youngest teacher on staff. And she looked it.
The mousy brunette had habitually hid behind her over-sized glasses since showing up as a 13 year old first year a decade ago. The redhead, a senior at the time, saw it immediately, possibly because she wore a pair herself and had done the same in the past. Whatever the reason she had spread her protective wing and sheltered the shaky student through her first year of high school. It's not like she wasn't used to being in this position. She had already skipped sixth grade and nearly outpaced the graduating class in her last year at Adderwood Girls School. At this rate she may well complete her time here as a junior.
Still this kind of thing was always going to be nerve wracking for her. It's why she appreciated the hand that was so familiar then being so familiar now. And never did she want for anything herself. Whenever the shy girl would try to reciprocate she would move her hand away. "You don't need to worry about that now. Just relax and enjoy yourself," she remembered her saying back then. She had repeated something similar many times in that one year they both attended the same school. She wondered if she would have made it through without the senior's help.
And now here she was again. She had filled out some since she was 13 but was by no means curvy in build. Compared to the more voluptuous Clearwater woman, she was still the little girl of a decade ago. At 5'6", her 33C-23-34 measurements were even smaller than some of her students, which is where the confusion sometimes began; and with that the anxiety and the doubts. It had become their morning ritual. She sighed and leaned in more. She could feel herself approaching her end and the warm hand repeated it's slippery `snick, snick, snick' chorus.
Sally Ann felt her counterpart throbbing with every stroke. Students involved in other pre-class trysts had begun making their way towards the building she noticed. She kissed her forehead and spread her clothing further, exposing the whole of her breasts. "Cum for me Esme, give me your seed," she urged and thumbed the younger girl's crown. And there it was. Semen surged forth from her cock and smacked noisily into the younger flesh. She could feel each one pulse up the shaft in her other hand. The girl humped in rhythm to her release. The guidance counselor slid the fingers of her other hand through the white load and lifted them to the teacher's mouth. She fed her the calming remedy while she continued pumping rope upon rope onto her naked torso.
Esmeralda groaned signaling her release. Her blouse had been undone, her bra unclasped. Her hips thrust forward, her cum painted her body. Fingers scooped up her seed and transferred the sweet paste to her mouth. It was a memory relived.
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Principal Hannah Gallagher studied the scene from the cafeteria doorway unnoticed. "She may as well call herself that, at least for now," she surmised. She looked on as teacher and student spilled forth their lust at the behest of two of the academy staffers. Both of the latter had over time developed a deep connection. Moreover each had also made gains in doing the same with the one that they had just brought to their peak. "They needed to work on developing the relationship between the two that were currently snacking on their own seed now. That would be the next step," she concluded as she pulled a vial from her pocket, glanced at it and tucked it away once again. "Well, I've done my part." She caught the eye of the nurse and then turned and headed back to the main office.
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Esmeralda felt relaxed once again as she smiled and waved at her three companions. The teacher had reluctantly agreed to an invitation to a future dinner at the Clearwater's.
"We'll invite Stella and Mila too," Sally Ann gushed. "And you know my sisters Amanda and Heather already. The new Japanese girl, Hinata Kimura, she is staying with us too. And my Mom makes a great vegetable stew. You must come over. It will be fun!"
In the end any objections she might have voiced were drowned in the other's exuberance. She smiled at the recent conversation as she walked towards the cafeteria door intent on taking advantage of the remaining half hour of her lunch and her stress free mood to do some class planning. She exited the eating area into the main hall.
And there she was. `Baby June' they called her now. And the thing she was strapped into apparently was called `The Cradle'. Sitting outside of the main office, anyone who left the cafeteria had no choice but to walk right past it. The restrained ex-teacher was jacking herself with one hand and slopping her own shit into her mouth with the other. She gurgled as she looked right at her but Esmeralda wasn't sure she recognized her as anything more than a source of nourishment. She was such a nice woman too she thought. At least she was always nice to her in the short time she had taught.
As she got closer she began feeling hot. Her pores opened and a thin sheen of perspiration began to form. Baby June pushed more of her fudge in her mouth. Esmeralda hardened. "Why is my cock hard? Why am I slowing down?" She stopped beside the apparatus. "Why am I stopping?" She felt her pussy leak and her crown moisten. She fed herself more waste; her cheeks were bulging now. The other looked into her eyes and the 23 year old couldn't break the stare. She was trapped somehow.
Even though she was breathing through her mouth the stink still invaded her senses feeding her arousal. Involuntarily her hands removed her panties. Her heavy wood flopped out and stood proud as she robotically straddled the other woman. Without thought but with a whimper she dipped into the Happy Pants and filled her palm up with brown paste. She deliberately shoved the load into the already packed mouth. She couldn't even chew now her maw was so full. "What was she doing? Why was she doing it? Why couldn't she stop?" Esmeralda moved forward and her steely flesh slowly sunk through Baby June's lips into the brown sludge. Again her hand dipped, again it returned full. This time however, it moved upwards as if it had a will of its own. She couldn't stop it. Closer and closer it crept as her hardened iron pushed deeper and deeper into the massaging shit. Her gaze was still captured by that of Baby June and she couldn't escape. The history teacher felt herself being dragged into depravity as she was studied with a childlike curiousity. The blonde woman placed her hands on her orbs and pulled her farther in as she groaned. She involuntarily licked her lips as she caught the scent of the approaching prize. Her balls were pressing into the sewage pie below now. She tried to will herself to stop but discipline had long since abandoned her. Trembling in desperation she slowly withdrew her cock, now caked in shit, and pushed back in again finding a pace. Her eyes still being held prisoner by the woman become infant she parted her lips as her equally filthy hand slithered into her mouth. Esmeralda groaned savouring the taste, smelling the stink, feeling the tingle as she thrust in and out of the lovely bed of mud.
Sally Ann, Stella, Mila and Hannah stood some 20 feet away in the entrance of the main office unseen but observant.
"I do believe that is your cue," the eldest prompted and the other three approached the 23 year old from behind.
Lost in the in the innocence of Baby June's eyes, the teacher squished her cock in and out of the packed orifice below her, thrilling with every touch of the shit on her member, the aroma surrounding her intoxicating. She didn't even feel the slipperiness being smeared in her crevice or see the approaching hand. But suddenly nipples were being pressed against her back, a cock was fucking itself through her tightest ring, her eyes were covered denying her adoration, and her mouth was being filled once more with fudge.
"Isn't she wonderful Emse?" she heard Sally Ann ask from over her shoulder. "She makes everyone around her want to cum. Fucking her mouthful of shit feels soooo good doesn't it?"
Her mouth was stretched as more and more excrement was stuffed into it. She could only breath blindly through her nose now and the stink that flowed in only served to heighten her more. The tool that was penetrating her rosebud kept her own pace slow and steady as she slithered in and out of the lips below. She could gradually feel it start to loosen as fudge was fucked farther down. Something that was submerged beneath the brown began to stir and grow. It was alive, she felt it. She felt her blouse and bra being once more undone and her nipples hardened in anticipation. The hands that had kept her in darkness slid down to the islands of pink. She whimpered through the waste as they pinched.
"Look Emse," the guidance counselor urged her softly as she regained her vision. "Look at Mila's chocolate cock, so big and brown. It looks so tasty doesn't it?"
The eyes of the 23 year old found their focus as the Dutch girl's nine inches loomed into view in front of her face. Nurse Stella was currently pasting more of Baby June's shit on the swollen pole and balls of the student. She smiled and kissed the girl's thigh holding the new teacher's gaze momentarily before glancing upwards. Her soiled hand reached outwards and smearing her face with sludge, lifted her chin so the two younger women could make a deeper connection.
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"Well done Stella," Hannah murmured as she continued studying the exchange. "That's exactly what we are looking for here." She pulled out her cellphone and texted three words. `Get out here!' Less than a minute later Dr. Doris Hanratty emerged from the school clinic and folded the principal into her arms from behind, watching the proceedings before her.
"This is working better than we had hoped Doris," the smaller woman noted.
"You're not wrong," she confirmed. "I think once class starts we should bring them both in for the afternoon."
"Agreed," the principal nodded "I'll text Mila's teachers and get Roberta to cover for Esmeralda. We need to strike while the iron is hot." She lightly slapped down a wandering hand provoking an unseen grin from behind. "Eye on the ball Missy."
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Mila's bottom lip trembled in lust as she looked down at her history teacher. Without her glasses she was quite beautiful, the ivory complexion of her face contrasting with the shit pate being spread over it by Nurse Stella. A second hand full of Baby June's brown treasure had reached around from behind and packed the brunette's mouth even fuller. She felt a finger slide along her crevice caressing her rosebud, rubbing her perineum back and forth, and then a gentle push forward. Her fudge coated crown kissed the mound of waste that had pried open the lips below.
Her stiffness throbbed, her crease was slippery with perspiration. She felt the tall blonde stand in behind her as a familiar widened flesh pressed against her sphincter. Coated fingers found her lips. She opened willingly for both intruders as the eyes of the two younger women locked onto each other. A calm but desperate yearning was exchanged between the two. She was in love with Stella. She knew that, even now. It wasn't a little girl crush, it was deeper than that. She also had feelings for Sally Ann, primarily because she knew that the two had their own deep bond. If two could become three, she would gladly be the third. She didn't need to be first.
But peering deep into the eyes of her teacher, in this place, at this moment, her lust had eroded everything else that was of consequence. She felt the nurse's lips on the back of her neck. It was like she was giving her permission, telling her it was OK to have feelings for more than one or even two. She wrapped her tongue around the digits in her mouth devouring all the sewage she could find. She understood. She placed both of her hands on the back of Esmeralda's head as her own ass was deliberately penetrated. Keeping her gaze, she pulled herself slowly into the squishy cavern of sludge, forcing shit down the brunette's throat as she face fucked her lovingly.
Her thrusts and those impaling her ass were gradually gaining speed as Esmeralda's organ pushed more and more of Baby June's waste down her own gullet. Her leakage mixed with the mush and the history teacher confirmed the veracity of the claims Sally Ann had made about the woman's tongue. She could feel the ridged muscle sliding along the underside of her tool, massaging her testicles. A muffled groan of bliss sounded as her own esophagus welcomed its first feeding.
Sally Ann set the pace of the teacher's penetration into the restrained woman's mouth "It feels so good sloshing around in Baby June's fudge doesn't it Esme? Yeeeessss, yes it does," she assured kissing the back of her neck. "And you like the taste of it too don't you? Let Mila fuck your stomach full of filth. Open yourself up, let yourself go now, let yourself be used," she urged. The facial pistoning was gradually reducing the amount of shit in her cheeks and her lips had closed around the student's flesh. The redhead felt her go limp against her, letting others do what they would, giving herself over to her longing. "Good girl Esme, good girl."
Her body went slack as the thrusting increased in speed and ferocity. She let her eyes close and lost herself in the smell and taste of the excrement around her. The squishing sounds of a chorus of organs sawing in and out created a cacophony of lust. Cocks were thickening, breathing turned ragged; the plunging of iron furious and deep. It was if Esmeralda's physical body had given itself over to raw sensation. She felt a tingling; then throbbing; finally surging over and over. Her anal canal was flooded with semen. At the same time groans from above as cum slammed into her mouth in long thick ropes, mixing with the waste already being fed her.
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Doris and Hannah watched the four women gradually empty themselves and slow as the fifth filled her pants once more with slithering logs of shit and arched in her own release.
"Gotta give Baby June full marks for punctuation," the larger lady observed drily.
The principal shot her a look before turning to the crowd of students that had gathered unnoticed by the others as the bell rang.
"Off you go now, the show is over, to your classes," she admonished as she walked towards them.
Reluctantly, and with several second glances back, the girls turned away from the action and departed; each either speechless or gushing and all stiff.
Doris watched the quartet dismount from the Cradle as Sally Ann was pulled Esmeralda's white cotton granny panties back up around her waist. "She had always been partial to those, even as a first year," the physician recalled. Her face was still partially caked in sewage but she was slowly cleaning it by absently fingering the waste into her mouth. The guidance counselor slid a full digit between her own lips and then kissed the teacher as she lowered her to her knees.
The redhead spread Esmeralda's knees as far apart as she could lowering her ass to the floor as they continued passing brown paste between them. "Stretch wide little one, as wide as you can," she urged massaging the brunette's member back to hardness. "Tilt your head back now," she coached helping her into position as Stella approached from behind and placed her pussy on the top of her head. "There we go."
The nurse had turned the Dutch student around and had backed her over the mouth of the girl below. "Spread yourself Mila," she instructed. "Spread yourself for teacher."
Slowly the canyon of flesh widened above Esmeralda as her soiled face was wedged between the meaty orbs. Gas escaped noisily from the flesh blossom; she sniffed deeply, entranced. Her jaw slackened as her lips surrounded the curly haired girl's rosebud.
"Fill your panties Esme," Sally Ann directed. "Push your logs out, push them all out. Make your panties bulge and squish."
"Yes, yes, she would do this," she agreed inwardly as if in a dream. She was full, she had much to give. She didn't even need to try. The brunette simply allowed her sphincter to loosen and one by one ropes of soft shit slithered out of her ass, flattened against the floor and flowed up the gusset of her underwear. It was like a rising tide of waste. Over her perineum it slowly climbed teasing her arousal. Across her pussy it continued, rising, rising. And then her balls began sinking into the filth. But still the sludge continued to ooze out of her.
Stella's piss began to drench her hair, leaking into her eyes, muddying her face. Mila's rosebud flexed and expanded as the first long length of depravity forced itself into her mouth and down her throat. The guidance counselor began massaging her testes with her own mushy treasure. She returned once again to that place where she didn't think, didn't act. Those things were done for her, done to her.
More shit poured into her and out of her. Her balls boiled over and her cock spasmed under Sally Ann's ministrations. "There we are," she heard her coo quietly. "Cum for Mummy Sally; make a great big cum for her." Esmeralda's seed surged into her panties in nice long streams mixing with her brown sludge. The front panel of her panties grew a stain of tan. Over and over the wave of lust crashed through her as she humped violently against the beckoning hand. She lost her control amidst her euphoria. She didn't care to find it again. Not right now anyway. Her piss began to intermingle with semen and shit as the woman beside her continued to knead her most sensitive parts.
She could stay here forever.
End of Chapter 27