Meadowvale Academy Chapter 47
These stories involve anal fingering, anal sex, auto-fellatio, bondage, dom/sub relations, fellatio, golden showers, incest, infantilism, orgasm denial, mind control/behavioural training, scat, 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
New Years Eve at Gemini's Part 1
"You should come out tonight, everyone will be there," Florence Mitchell suggested to Gail Bernier as she thrust her 11 inches in and out of her pussy. "You really need to take a break. I know Valleyview is important to you and the community. Hell, public housing was one of the lynchpin's of my last campaign, but you push yourself too hard." The mayor was in her high back leather office chair and her town planner sat on her lap facing her. Both women were semi-clothed; they preferred it that way when they made love in the office. It gave their act a mischievous, forbidden feel; as if they were getting away with something which on today of all days was patently ridiculous. They were the only ones here.
It was New Year's Eve day. The mayor had forgotten her copy of The Futagen Project File and had dropped into the office to grab it. And of course when she got here, there was the dedicated town planner peering into her computer screen. She nearly had to carry her away from her work and into her office. Now she sat hair down, glasses off, cycling up and down on her member. Both of her Beanstalk coated hands had been stroking her lengthening piece but now squeezed her boss's 42 inch tits around her goopy pipe as it slid between them.
The mayor's powerful hands on her ass controlled the pace of their thrusting. She could feel the massive tool plunging in and out of her pink reaching into her quicken. This in turn sped up her own member's breast massage. It was getting longer now; she could nearly touch it with her tongue. Fingers started pushing into her rosebud with each upstroke. First they penetrated to the first knuckle, then to the second; relentlessly rubbing across her prostate. Her eyes lidded as she was furrowed in two holes. Her crown bumped up against her chin now. She bent her head and sighed as she took it in.
Their relentless march to release accelerated; it took on a desperate tone. The sound of one cock sloshing in and out of a pussy was accompanied by another being orally bathed. The two locked eyes as they pushed themselves closer and closer. They were lost now, only their cresting seemed of import. Buzzing, throbbing, tingling. Fingers doubled and speared. Pink walls squeezed and milked. Two fleshy girths gave up their pearly prize in thick globs of cream.
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Charlotte sat at her desk and re-read the e-mail as she guided Cory's head up and down on her piece with her free hand. It was from Annika. Apparently the research division at Fenwell had decided not to expand to Windmoor Heights this year. Her colleague just didn't feel the futa community there was ready for children born via exogenesis. They had just installed Lydia Callahan as the principal at the school there 17 months ago and followed that up with a couple more strategic placements in the past year, one in the mayor's office and another in the local clinic. All were quality people, but they asked for additional time to steer events in the right direction as it were. As a result, four futagens would need to be placed elsewhere.
She looked at the accompanying files of the candidates. There were four of them; they would be split between Blackbridge Common and Meadowvale. All were impressive, but two in particular stood out. The one named Clover, with her loose blonde curls, graded out highly with horticulture and listed owning her own horse as an aspiration. Wavy brunette Maxine, on the other hand seemed more theoretical, though her interests ran the gamut from the mechanical to the agricultural. "I'm definitely invoking the chair's privilege for those two," she vowed. She felt the tongue of the girlie-girl start to expand and ridge up as her member was bathed in saliva. She loved getting head from anyone who had received the Linguamorph injections (though she found the moniker amusing, she refused to call it the `Tyler Tongue Treatment'). What a breakthrough that had been. The labs at head office had more prestige for certain, but she would take the people that Annika had assembled out here in the `boonies' over the company aristocracy any day of the week.
The executive accelerated her plunging and called up the Quad candidate files. She already had a good idea who she would recommend for the first girl. She felt like a natural fit for the Clearwater-Winchester application. Two of the four principals, Rosemary Winchester, and Edith Walters had been classmates of hers. The third was Rosemary's daughter Beverly and the last Clara Clearwater lived right across the road. There was more than enough space there and it felt like a safe pair of hands. They had barely been passed over for the first five, though the fit on any of those would not have been as natural.
The second though, Maxine had a couple of possibilities. One featured the Van der Damme sisters, Denise and Desiree, Wanda Ellesmere, and Candice Avery. This was the safer option. The team was complete, but the match wasn't as seamless. On the other hand the Bonner-Mills-Beauvallier offered both mechanical and agricultural outlets for the girl. She would have very good mentors there. They lived close together as well. The only problem was they lacked a fourth behind Gracey Mills, Vera Bonner, and Brigitte Beauvalier. She would need to make a call. Right now however, something else needed tending to. She glanced down at the second Sissydick as her tongue painted her perineum. Her groan sounded her lust. She had been gentle up until now. Not anymore. Charlotte gripped Cory's head with both hands and started hammering her steely pipe into the mouth of the one-holed girl at a fierce pace.
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Allison slowly turned in front of the body length mirror. She looked immaculate. Her dark cherry strapless mini hugged her 36-24-36 curves. She had gone all red for New Year's Eve; her fire engine panties and pumps completing the ensemble. The senior had the classic hourglass figure and she knew it. She was going to light up Gemini's tonight. The girl had arranged to meet her best friends Madison, Amanda, and Erin at the all ages club at 9 PM, but she was going in 30 minutes early. Doris had one more shot to give her. Her meaty member had grown an inch since she had started on the regimen. It had gotten thicker too. Her gonads felt like supertankers now. She felt like she could cum forever. She looked down at the crescent under her dress. "Amanda Clearwater, I'm going to split you in half tonight," she proclaimed aloud to her mirrored self. "And you'll only be the first."
The brunette strode out onto the balcony and took in the wooded view. She loved the fact that the place was part and parcel with her mother's position as the principal of Meadowvale Academy. She surmised she would still be able to hold onto it. After all, she had delivered her Regina Waverly to Doris Hanratty with a bow, completely shifting the school's balance of power. That had to be worth something. Maybe she'd turn it into a night club once she graduated from Ridgeway. Hands on the railing she let the breeze wash over her shoulders. It was a bit chilly; she would have to wear a jacket tonight. She had just the thing.
She strode back in and entered the walk in closet. Her mother's clothes were folded and piled in boxes against the end wall. She moved into the master bedroom of the mansion after the former occupant had become a shitslut. Now that she spent her time tied to the gynecological examination table in the basement, she had no need of this place. Well, most of her time. She had a special place to be tonight. If this worked out, it would help offset some of her college expenses. "Ah, there it is," she thought, reaching in and grabbing a short black leather jacket with puff shoulders. It was almost 8 PM. Time to start down to the garage, she didn't want to be late.
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Keaton Forsythe sliced up more lemons and limes behind the bar. The hazel skinned woman was in her element. She had been the head bartender at Gemini's for almost eight years now. The building and the business was a public trust and had been for several decades. Together with Katherine Cready, they formed the managerial team that ran it. They paid no taxes or utilities and legally held charitable status. But in return for the largesse Gemini's acted as the social center for everything futa in Meadowvale. It was at the same time a bar, a restaurant, a night club, a community center, and countless other things. Needless to say, its calendar was full to bursting. Tonight it was the New Year's Eve party. It was why both of the women's daughters were pitching in. They both realized that the six of them were not going to be enough. Fortunately for them, some of the older members of the crowd had seen their share of fireworks and parties. As long as she had been a part of Gemini's she knew that on the last night of every year they could count on Rosemary Winchester, Clara Clearwater and `Speedy' Edie Walters to help out. Edie had also brought her granddaughter Alicia along to help out as well. She was a junior, like Victoria. The latter had also brought a friend with her to augment their numbers. Sylvie Villeneuve was the art teacher's daughter. She had seen her around the tavern before and upstairs as well, where both families lived. For her part Elizabeth, one year away from attending the academy, would be looking after her future classmates. The club reserved a room in the back for the Adderwood Middle School seniors every New Year's Eve so they could have their own little party. There was always a chaperone. She wasn't sure who it was this time out; that was usually something Katherine took care of.
She looked up and peered through her glasses at the clock. 7:48 PM. They would be opening in 10 minutes. Rosemary and Clara, country neighbours, manned the door. Katherine and Edie had joined her behind the bar. Her daughters Kelly and Kirby, home from university for the holidays, held drink trays, as did Katherine's pair Victoria and Elizabeth as well as Sylvie and Alicia. Not that she expected any of them to remain professional for long. They were all nearly naked under their aprons. "Happy New Year," she muttered grinning.
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She stood outside of Gemini's in an outfit Iris Hardin had purchased for her. She had good taste, but the latex mini felt a little small on her 39-26-40 body. The seafoam garment had a plunging neckline that barely covered her areolas with a rounded bottom that framed her navel. An equally low scoop back exposed the tip of her ass crack. Sapphire silk panties, pumps, and a lacy shawl completed the ensemble. She wore her hair up with a blue rose pin and matching studs in her ears for accents.
The lawyer said she would meet her here at 7:55, she was a few minutes early, she certainly didn't want to be late. More and more she was falling under her spell. She was perfectly put together; her ass was exquisite. She couldn't get it out of her head now. She leaned against the wall, let her eyes close, and remembered.
She lay on the floor of the conference room, cleaning the crack of Olivia Hardin who had just finished feeding her. She could feel the small hands of her younger sister Ellery on her stiff and slickened member. And then the girl was lifted off and peering down at her smiling was Iris and Charlotte. She knew why they had come; she knew why she was there.
"You're still hungry aren't you?" she asked as she straddled the nurse and began to lower herself. Her look of quiet desperation was all the answer the redhead needed.
Her crescent grew larger and larger as it closed in on her head. She could sense the familiar aroma of a dose of Lustrium personalized for her yet again. Her tongue traced the plump rim of her mouth as the women smiled down on her. And then she could see no more. A rosebud docked itself within her. It began to expand. The brown tip of her greasy log edged out teetering momentarily and then plunging mercilessly down Evelyn's throat. Iris's sludge folded into the maw below relentlessly. More and more she pumped through. Her cock was now being crowned by a third hand; fingers from a fourth plundered her pussy. She humped upwards frantically as the shit continued to flow down her gullet.
"You love my fudge don't you Evelyn? It makes you want to cum doesn't it?" she cooed softly. "You want to cum for me don't you? You want to give me a great big cum."
The more she talked the closer the blonde was pushed to her release. What little control of her body she had left, abandoned her. Her hips flopped and flexed without reason, mindlessly following the tactile stimulus as she gorged. More was pushed in, more was pushed down. More fingers, larger ones, joined those on her organ. The pace of all of the digits suddenly increased.
"I can feel you throbbing lovely Evelyn. You're ready to spill all of your beautiful cum for me aren't you?"
Her tongue tried to probe the sphincter but was forced aside as yet another snake of filth invaded her mouth. The hands were pistoning furiously now. The Lustrium induced scent of the woman was overpowering now.
"Cum for me now Evelyn, give me your cream."
Her lust bubbled over. Girl juice poured out of her pink and her seed surged forth; salvoes of bliss erupting from her girth.
Iris kissed her on the cheek as she milked the semen from her cock with one hand into the palm of the other. "Good girl Evelyn, good girl. Give it all to me now, all of your cum. Gooooooood girl."
Clapping and whistling accompanied her cresting. Standing in a semi-circle around her blocking the view of passersby but getting a front row seat themselves were several women, some of whom she recognized. There was Doris Hanratty, Rebecca and Kelsey Caldwell and Hannah Gallagher from the academy as well as the latter's daughter Abigail. The three staffers from the lingerie shop down the street were also there. Finally there were two younger girls, one blonde, one brunette, she could only assume were students as well standing next to the Caldwell girl.
Only her shoulder blades touched the wall as her hips flexed with every stroke. She had double dosed herself with Seedomil 2.0 this morning and it was revealing its glory now. Iris pulled the last of her seed from her and brought her cupped palm up to her mouth.
"Drink up now Evelyn, clean my hand," she instructed softly as the blonde blindly obeyed. "Good girl," she praised kissing her on the cheek once more. She tucked her now half hard member back into her panties and slid an arm around her waist. "Did you like that? Did you like having an audience?"
She didn't know why she did it, but she nodded her head.
"We'll have to try to find more opportunities to put you on stage then won't we? Come with me now," she directed as she pulled her off the wall. "I have a job for you."
Even outdoors she caught a whiff of Lustrium on Iris and leaned heavily into her as they walked into the now open night club.
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Willow Reed walked hand in hand with Kimberly Winchester as they entered the club. Sofia had introduced them to each other in Miss Clifford's history class. Nominally, they didn't have much in common. Willow, like her older sister Coral, was individualistic. She was a member of the gymnastics team under Miss Ellis and also was a part of the robotics club under Miss Bergheim and Miss Mills. Kimberly on the other hand was more into group activities having joined the cheerleadering squad under Miss Clearwater as well as being a member of the soccer team under Miss Villenuvue and Miss Rooney. Had it not been for Sofia Garcia they probably would have never crossed each other's path.
The blonde pushed the crescent under her soft orange coverall shorts against the clothed crevice of her girlfriend as the latter got her hand stamped. She had to choke back a groan when the other pushed back just enough not to be obvious. As they were both first year students at the academy, this was their first time in the main New Year's Eve party. To be sure, Willow admitted, she knew what the inside of Gemini's looked like; it wasn't like she had never been here before. The Reeds and the Vickers had dined here just last week. "But now I'm a big girl," she joked inwardly. "I get to hang with the cool kids."
The youngest Winchester girl clung to her blonde partner as they wandered across the mostly empty floor. It would fill up soon enough she imagined. They were one of the first one's in but there were more people behind them. The bar was along the right wall with customer seating organized in a horseshoe three or four deep opposite, leaving the middle open for dancing. Each grouping was an island of plush furniture surrounding a low standing table and every table held a jar of lubricant. The music was blaring and the disco ball was turning as Willow led the pair to a loveseat against the far wall.
The Reed girl plopped herself down gracelessly and dragged the brunette down with her. She liked this seat; when you sat down you sank for miles. She had actually fallen asleep on it more than once. "Vegetable cocktail Freckles?" she asked the other as she turned Kimberly's back to the arm of the chair and slid her onto her lap.
"Yes please Freckles," the other returned with a grin before kissing her. It was their pet name for each other as both of their faces were adorned with the little dots.
The blonde stuck up her arm to flag down a waitress as she traded tongues with her lover. She was different now, much different that she was even at the start of the year. She had been so shy; unable to carry on a conversation. And then Riley and Kelsey had taken her under their wing. They had taught her so much; shown her things about herself she never would have thought possible. And then they had found out one Sunday morning that the she was particularly fertile in the semen department. Since then they had her on a regimen consisting mostly of Seedomil 2.0 but also including Sculptifil as well. Her cock had added a bit of girth and was now as long as her mothers. She had also added an inch to both her breasts and her ass. And she had added a cup size.
Through all of it they helped her develop a social courage. Failing ceased to be something to fear. Thanks to them, she had a rocking hot girlfriend. She parted Kimberly's legs and popped the snaps on her emerald one piece allowing her hardening member to flop into existence. Willow pulled a jar of Beanstalk out of her handbag and handed it to the brunette who proceeded to grease up her fingers. She then reached back into her purse and pulled a new toy she had ordered online for just this occasion. "You're going to love this Freckles," she promised with a smile. Pink and shaped like the letter U, each ribbed arm of the dildo was about eight inches long. A scroll wheel at the base of the arch indicated a further capability of the piece. She adjusted the angle of the prongs and greased them up and inserted one in each her partner's undertunnels. Thumbing the scroll wheel she activated the vibrating mechanism and established a steady pistoning rhythm. By the time Sylvie Villeneuve arrived to take their order the young rancher was dripping wet and pumping her firm organ with two slippery hands.
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Allison strode regally through the door of Gemini's. She normally wouldn't show up to any party this early; she was more a 10:30 PM girl. But she needed to start working to the schedule of adults. She was more than a student now. Her address book was starting to gain entries that didn't belong to the student body. She held her hand out to get stamped by Amanda's mother Clara, smiling warmly. This would be the kind of connection she would need to cultivate going forward.
"That's a nice pet you have there, Ma'am," she commented as she watched Alicia Walters head bob up and down on the florist's meaty member.
"Trained her myself," the redhead answered.
"Does she feed?" the senior asked spotting the Happy Pants the girl was wearing behind her apron.
"Willingly," she confirmed. "She'll take it all. We've been working on expanding her stomach. She can hold three feedings now."
"Three?"
"I want to get her to comfortably take a half dozen by the first spring planting if I can."
Allison nodded impressed. That would be a tall order but it might be doable. Her mother could hold four now but she had been training longer than this little minx had she suspected. She saw the Clearwater woman start increasing the girl's rhythm with her hands. She was getting increasingly distracted. "I'd better ask," she decided silently. "Have you seen Doris Hanratty around by chance?" she queried
"You're Allison...right?" the older woman asked struggling against her arousal.
"Yes, yes I am," the student verified.
"She's at...the end of...bar"
"She really needed to find her end," the girl thought. "I've got a few minutes yet." She sat down beside her and slid a hand under the pistoning chin of the girl. Once she found her pussy she started prodding the pink with her three fingers. She smiled as the other groaned and accelerated her pumping even more. "She was right there," she noted. She redoubled her efforts to push her over the edge. "Cum for me Clara, cum for me now," she whispered into her ear as she rubbed her throbbing clit.
Her hand was gushed upon and the blonde haired girl began to gulp as the florist grunted her release with each plunging. She kept up her ministrations bringing her through her spending until the Clearwater woman's thrusting had abated. She stood up and pushed her fingers into the redhead's mouth allowing her to clean them. She pulled a tissue from her purse and dried off her hand. "I do believe my work here is finished," she proclaimed silently, casually waving to Doris when she spotted her.
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She was getting used to sitting in the back of the limo with the kids whenever she went into town. Moreover she had grown comfortable with the fact that during these drives she was going surrender her body to whoever was with her at the time. Doris had removed the Baby June conditioning a three weeks ago once it became obvious that she was a willing participant in the scat sex they had pushed her into. That her taste for filth had rubbed off on all of her children was a hoped for but unexpected bonus for Astrid, Doris, and the rest of them.
"Come to think of it the whole household was developing a taste for shit," June thought as she plowed in and out of her daughter Tyler's ass. She was positively angelic tonight her mother observed. She wore a tan leather wrap and cowboy boots and a lacy peach one piece underneath. Colourful beaded earrings completed the look. She chewed on her lower lip as her cock was milked by her ribbed anal canal. Ever since she started on the Flexarectin regimen, the girly-girl had become a sex bomb. "I have to fuck her more often."
The ex-teacher peered down to watch Tyler's girlfriend Cory. She wore a ruffled pink dress with dark purple lace trim. Her neck was adorned with a leather choker with a reversed motif attached to a leash some three feet long held by her middle child. "My lovely daughter is growing up," she smiled to herself as she continued her pounding. The slave used her treated tongue to push her mistress closer to her peak. She was really starting to buck now as the tip of the fleshy pink serpent tickled her most sensitive places. They were 15 minutes out now but she wouldn't last that long. Neither would Riley or Ingrid, come to think of it. The first was being double teamed by Sofia and Erica on the floor in front of her. Erica, who was riding her from behind was also jacking her furiously. All three of them were walking down the road to orgasm. At least they had removed her dress.
Ingrid's tool was being used as a carnal pogo stick by Samantha. Abruptly her eldest daughter flipped the girl on her back and began thrusting into her with gusto. The tiny Asian's Beanstalk lengthened member was bouncing off of her chin now as she stroked herself wildly. "Don't make a mess of your outfit now, get your lips around it," she urged silently as she plundered upwards faster and faster. She was on the homestretch now and so was her middle child. She slammed into her relentlessly as her voice joined the other moans and groans. Going to cum now Tyler, going to cum."
"Me too Mom. Me too."
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"So Charlotte was telling me that you have a degree in Child Psychology?" Iris asked as she walked across the floor with her arm around Evelyn's waist.
"Yes," the nurse panted trying to find her focus amidst the arousing fumes emanating from the attorney.
"And you worked in the pediatrics unit in your last position?" she followed up as they made their way down the back hallway. "I ask because we need you to do a favour for us. None of us have your training. You see the party up front, that's for girls who have been attended the academy and of course, those who have graduated from it as well," she added with a smile. "We have a second one back here for the seniors of Adderwood who will be attending next year. Naturally they need a chaperone, someone who will watch over them for the evening."
Iris opened a door on the left and steered the nurse through into a room with a sunken padded floor of leather. The Lustrium funk hit her like a wall. She hardened once more under her dress as her eyes registered the presence of six girls in lingerie, all about the age of Ellery. They must be all wearing her scent. "Do you think you could help us out here?" She flexed involuntarily when the latter's small hand traced the line of her tool beneath the latex. "Is that a `yes'?" she asked. "That's a `yes' isn't it?" She guided the buxom blonde to the middle of the padded pit and laid her on her back as the others crowded around. "We're so happy you've decided to help us out, Evelyn, so happy. Now we're going to make you happy too."
Hands slipped her dress off of her shoulders exposing braless breasts, others pulled her panties down and found her steely cock once again. Still others began probing both of her lower holes. Amidst her visceral reaction to all of the fondling she didn't notice her left arm being pulled over her head, then her right. She didn't notice any of the restraints at all until suddenly she was bent so that each of her ankles were tied down right next to her wrists and her sphincter pointed straight up, her leaking girth pointed at her face.
"You know Ellery here," Iris stated. "Let me introduce you to the others. This here is Bethany Vickers little sister Bree," she indicated the beautiful blonde girl dressed in a white bra and panty set massaging her gonads "Next to her is Elke Maertens. Her sister is a junior." This one, big eyed and sporting a pair of tawny braided pigtails, was sawing three fingers in and out of her pussy. Her almond coloured underwear was all she wore. "The one working her fingers in and out of your ass is Kayleigh Harper. Her aunt works at La Salle's. Her fingers feel nice don't they? You're so wet down there, making wonderful squishing sounds for everyone."
Evelyn tried to hump as she could but found her restraints prevented her from doing so. She could only let this army of arousal do what it would to her. "This is Tina," the red head continued presenting a petite Asian girl with a short dark bob in yellow silk. "She's the youngest daughter of Felicity Charles. You know, Felicity from the lab? And this here is Kirsten Bergheim. Her Aunt Ulrike teaches computer science," she finished kissing a blue eyed brunette on the back of the neck. The girl wore a baby blue two piece camisole and boxer set with cream lace trim. She turned to the pair. "Evelyn's tits look lonely. Perhaps you can make friends with them? I'm sure she would like that." The hands of the last two each found one of the nurse's areolas and began to pinch and pull and milk as the other three girls continued to push her along the path to orgasm.
"OK girls, pay attention now," she instructed as she backed herself over the blonde head of the restrained woman. "I'm going to show you how to make Evelyn here happy. Take a good look." With that she lowered her sphincter to the other woman's parted lips. "See how she has opened for me. She wants to be fed." Her rosebud crackled as it bloomed. Her first rope of fudge descended from her ass into the nurse's mouth. Her swallowing was measured and easy. Iris made sure all of the girls had a good view. "She is very hungry today and I only have so much shit inside to give her. All of you will have to help me out by giving her your shit as well OK?"
"Everyone pick up the pace now, I'm going to drop another log into her. Bethany, Elke, use four fingers now, open her right up." More crackling and a grunt heralded the arrival of a longer, thicker length than the first. She forced it down the throat below her, compelling the buxom blonde to gulp at a quicker rate. Evelyn squirmed and groaned as little hands attacked her resistance to release. She was being furiously drilled and stroked now, the teenagers piranha-like in their carnal frenzy. She couldn't stop the deluge of ecstasy from overwhelming her. Muffled screams sounded from around her meal as her crest cascaded over her. She gushed from her pink, her girl juice launching itself upwards. Cum rocketed up her shaft and exploded onto her breasts. Meanwhile long streams of milk were being drawn from her kneaded tits. She couldn't stop it, she didn't want to. She was content to wallow in her grotto of bliss as more and more shit forced its way down her throat.
End of Chapter 47