Meadowvale Academy Chapter 93
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, non-consent/reluctance, orgasm denial, podophilia, 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 93: The Past Remembered, the Future Revealed Part 6
As the newly blonde Crystal Bernier tottered across the parking lot towards the library she reflected on how much her appearance has changed in the past few hours. It wasn't the style she thought she was going to get done at the start of the day but she felt it suited her better somehow, liberated her in some way. And she wasn't alone in her transformation. The woman she leaned against now, her math teacher Miss Daniels, her daughter Mia, and the younger girl with them, the futagen Nari Chīsana Hana, had all gone into Serendipity's for new looks on Wednesday. Though traffic at the beauty salon was brisk with clientele, the quartet had been able to secure appointments relatively close to each other. And so it was at that shortly before 10:00 that morning the mousy brunette that was her, a similarly tired one that was her classmate, a mother who needed a change and a young Asian who refused to be left out entered the building.
"Good morning," greeted Eleanor Hardin from the behind the counter, looking over as the bell on the door sounded. "You're just in time, we were just finishing up with Madlaina here," she explained indicating the Dimetrescu woman that was putting on her jacket. "Tiffany, why don't you escort them over to the waiting area while we get ready back there." Grinning, their flatmate happily herded the foursome through the beaded curtain deeper into the establishment.
For those that had been there before, as they all had, there was no mystery beyond the divider. The fecal appetites of the community were on display here as was one of the various ways their bodily waste could be used. Numerous stations for hair styling, manicures, pedicures, all of which were easily adjusted for other purposes sat for the most part unattended. The spa opened up first at 10 in the morning. Apparently the blond Romanian had made special arrangements to come in early. They spotted Olivia Hardin placing closed flat containers all knew contained the mixture of shit and semen enriched with skin softeners that they used for facials here near each of the work areas. The blonde flashed her teeth and waved as she saw them. A pair of cradle units sat against the near wall unoccupied. The Ramsey sisters were standing next to each other with Zoe Onasis and another brunette as tall as Glinda as they entered. Each greeted the group with a smile.
"That's Valentina Martinelli," Tiffany nodded towards the woman none recognized. Though the same height as the younger Ramsey, she was not as heavy set in build but her breasts were nearly a match for the big woman. The deep V of her red neckline showed wonderfully deep cleavage that drew the eye of the Bernier girl. "And that is her daughter Liana," the Charles girl pointed out as a second younger brunette emerged from the back and approached the group. Much like her parent she was also statuesque with well rounded tits. "She's apprenticing here now. They're from Milan."
"Hi there, I'm Liana," the girl introduced as she fell in beside the short haired girl with Asian features. "Which of you is Mia and which one of you is Nari?"
"This is my daughter Mia." Gina returned rubbing her child between the shoulder blades, "and this little one here is Nari."
"We've got you both down for a style and a colouring," the younger Italian confirmed. "If you'll follow me please."
With that the trio headed further back into the work areas as Olivia, finished with her task approached the teacher and her classmates. "Hey Miss Daniels," she started, her smile brightening a face framed by long wavy blonde hair.
"Olivia," she nodded. The girl was turning into a real beauty she mused inwardly. With Erin Avery off to college in the fall, she might well be her natural successor insofar as the blonde bombshell quotient at the academy was concerned. She could feel herself stirring under her dress even as she stood there.
"You requested Delores correct?" the sophomore queried. "And you're also getting a mani/pedi? Tiffany will take you to her." The oldest Hardin girl watched as somewhat reluctantly the woman was lead away hiding her smile behind a fake yawn. She then turned to Crystal. "Which leaves you with Valentina," she finished grabbing both of the shy brunette's hands in her own and pulling her out of her chair. "Come on, you'll love her."
The day, like most others since she had arrived in Meadowvale, had turned out to be one of servitude, but this one was certainly different. Until now Nari had for the most part been a homebody in a house full of futas only too eager to feed her. To be sure there had been a couple of visits to other families or quads since she had arrived a month ago, but this was her first time `on the town' as it were outside of the privacy of another's residence. As she peered down at her swollen stomach outside of the library, she smiled inwardly at the memories of a day not over yet.
"So, it seems you'll be starting with me today little one," Zoe Onasis began as she took the hand of the young Asian futa and nodded thanks to the new apprentice before leading her back into the massage area. "As I understand it you had something particular in mind for your new do?"
"I want a hairstyle like the Ozolina girls!" the 12 year old blurted.
"The Ozolina girls? When did you see them?" the Greek woman asked as she guided the younger to the table and helped her quickly disrobe.
"Last week Mummy Felicity took me with Tiffany and Tina to get groceries at the market," she explained as she allowed her flower print dress to be pulled over her head. "They were there. I want to look like them, but more spikey." She slid her panties to the floor and backed her now nude body onto the table.
"Have you decided on a colour yet?" the masseuse asked conversationally as she strapped her in binding both her ankles and wrists to the spreader bar above her head.
"Red! I want to be a redhead!" she exclaimed with a grin not really registering the fact that she was being bound by the other woman.
"Red is it?" she continued as she lubricated her fingers and moved to the other end of the table. "What shade? Dark like Eleanor's?"
"Eleanor?"
"The woman at the counter up front dear," she smiled as she began a manual duet on the futagen's prostate and clit eliciting a groan from the other followed by a thrusting of hips and a licking of lips.
"Lighter," Nari struggled her body falling into rhythm with the ministrations of the masseuse as her eyes wandered dreamily to the four figures that had appeared at the entrance. "Like her. But redder."
"Come in, come in, you're just in time," Zoe greeted the new arrivals as Liana smiled from the back and took her leave. Turning to the tied down 12 year old once more, she nodded to the others. "This is Nasrin Tajimand," she began indicating a long dark haired Persian woman about the same age the spa employee who had begun disrobing. "She runs a dairy outside of town with her family and another, the Syeds. This is her youngest daughter Nikou," nodding to a second with features much like the first but with her hair tied back in a ponytail. "And the blonde one beside her is Lucille Delacourt, her classmate. She is an apprentice out there. They are in their first year at Meadowvale. You'll be going there soon I imagine," she surmised as she continued her carnal grinding. The other two followed the lead of the eldest and soon all five were without clothes.
Nari watched as the dairy farmer mounted the table and swung her leg over her rounded midsection. Her hardening cock was thick, as thick as Mummy Deborah's but not as long. Despite the girth, her lips already slackened with lust, easily accommodated the wideness of the mushroom as it pushed past them. The relaxed rhythm the Persian woman set matched that of the fingers in her holes as the futagen flattened her tongue priming it for growth.
"She has such a talented mouth," Nasrin commented caressing her cheeks as she pumped her organ in and out. "They've done such a good job with her."
"Gina tells me she has been spending an inordinate amount of time with the Berniers," Zoe revealed as she continued her manual penetrations. "Apparently they've had Brenda add a section to the shit sack they have in the family room so it now fits three."
"I'll have to see if I can wrangle a dinner invite for the girls and I," the other smiled before reaching out to the Delacourt girl. "Lucille darling, you look like you could use a place to sit. Why don't you come up here with me?" Though as tall as the adults in the room at 5'6", the large girl's demeanor did not match her size. "It's OK, up you get."
Between the two older futas, they guided the younger third onto the surface until she was lowering her plump cheeks onto the face of the 12 year old below with her back to the one that drove them there today. The Swiss girl chewed her bottom lip when she saw Mummy Nasrin squirt some beanstalk on her hands and then her own in turn. Bringing her into an embrace, the brunette intertwined her finger's with the blonde student's and together they commenced lengthening the pipe of the latter, every bit as big as her own, stroke by stroke. "Shit for me girl, shit on my cock as it slides in and out of her mouth," Lucille heard her neighbor whisper into her ear. She sighed heavily and her eyelids drooped then, relaxing into the bosom of the woman behind her, she allowed her rosebud to bloom.
It was dark in Nari's world now that the wide hips of the Delacourt girl had lowered themselves over her eyes. The pre-ejaculate from the pipe cycling in and out of her mouth had triggered the growth of her tongue. She was far more skilled with it now than she was at the Christmas Cum Drive a couple months ago. In and out it thrust, in and out, in and out, then the expected crackle sounded from above and a deluge of soft, creamy sludge piled up on her lower face and the pistoning member furrowing her throat. She could her murmuring from above but couldn't make out the words. The fleshy crown retreated from her mouth momentarily allowing it to fill with the brown banquet before her. Her cheeks puffed out with waste, it slid in once more and pushed the filth before it until she had swallowed it all. Once more the woman pulled out allowing her maw to flood with mud. Then as before, she used her stiff nine inches to force her feeding.
Over and over it went and each time she retracted her piece she leaned back putting pressure on her stomach still swollen from her breakfast this morning. Both Mummy Claire and Mummy Deborah had pushed their loads into her. Mummy Deborah's was particularly big, she must had eaten six logs from her. Then Tina had sat on her face as well while waiting for her mother to get ready. The fingers of Mummy Zoe plunging in and out of her pussy and ass was causing her to tingle and hump but with the added weight on her midsection there was no holding back. Nari felt the rapid succession of farts heralding her inevitable fecal flow and then her fudgy tide rapidly rose spilling over onto her cock and tummy. A third hand, smaller than the others, wrapped itself around her leaking length and using her own waste as lubrication began to pump in time with the delving digits as her shit fountained upwards. Once more her mouth was filled with sludge, then with something more solid and her carnal climb continued.
As Gina helped the Bernier girl through the library doors she thought back to her time in the spa earlier in the day and the phone call she had taken the Monday evening from Alanna Davenport.
"It was as we suspected. I did some digging and the rumours are true," the hotelier revealed. "You remember Professor Farnsworth from Fine Arts? She was the one that turned her onto it apparently; used a perfume to condition her."
"No wonder she went into mani/pedis," Gina concluded knitting all she now knew together. "It all kind of fits together now
doesn't it? Do we know which scent she used?"
"Better," the dark skinned futa answered over the video call as she held up an atomizer bottle to the screen. "I had it special ordered. Picked it up at Scents Appeal this morning. Got you one too; mixed in a bit of Lustrium with it. Drop on by before you go in. If I'm not here I'll leave it at the front desk."
"Will you be at the spa Wednesday?" the teacher asked
"Wouldn't miss it for the world," Alanna replied with a grin. "You know me, I'm all about full disclosure."
She smiled as she approached the futa with the side parted medium platinum lob, sliding a small nod to her partner in crime seated only feet away.
"Ready for me to do your nails?" the Ramsey woman asked in greeting taking her hands.
"That's why I'm here," Gina returned in a friendly manner. "That and to get something done with this," she added running her hand through her hair. "Curls I think, not too tight though. Maybe a bit of a tease. Not sure yet."
"I'm sure we'll come up with something you'll like before you leave here today," Delores assured here steering her into the chair at her station.
"Think we could start with the feet today? They could use some coddling. I've been on them a lot lately."
"Sure Gina," she acquiesced, grabbing her stool and pulling the cart with her equipment in. "Let's just get your shoes off here and we can give you a bit of a soak before we start."
It only took a moment for the Ramsey woman to recognize something was off once she removed the teacher's left shoe. Something within her stirred, she wasn't sure exactly what. "Gina had such beautiful feet," she thought to herself as she rolled her sock off. "They were perfectly proportioned, each of the toes in perfect harmony with the others, none out of place." The blonde quickly removed the other shoe, the other sock, in some ways eager to compare left to right. Her breath caught and she could actually feel herself stiffening below as she looked at one then the other. "Such a pleasant scent," she murmured inwardly setting the right one down and studying the left closer, hoping the brunette didn't detect her sniffing.
Her mouth was dry as the aroma wafted further into her consciousness. There was a part of her that protested within. She didn't understand it, she must do 20 pairs of feet a week when busy but her reaction to Gina's, her hardening cock straining against her one piece now, she...she...she hadn't felt that since, well, since university, since she was bonded to Professor Farnsworth. She sniffed again, caring less as to whether others noticed as her arousal grew. The she realized it. The scent. Lilac Dream. She hadn't been exposed to it in years. It was what her Mistress Mother had used, what she used when she had pulled her into an addiction to foot worship.
Now there was no way she could stay away from feet. She had tried upon graduation, everyone in the spa had split the duties equally, but as time passed each had slid into different areas of specialization. The more distant her time at Ridgeway became, the easier it was to simply settle for tactile stimulation. She had thought herself in control, it had been over a decade since she was at school. Let here she was now, chewing her bottom lip, desperately trying to swallow her desire kiss the left foot of Gina Daniels. Even as she struggled her arousal was ratcheted up further by the warmth of an embrace enclosed her from behind.
"You haven't smelled that for a while have you Delores?" Alanna Davenport whispered into her ear, reaching around for her hardened member. "But you recognize it, I can tell you do, your lovely cock certainly does," she cooed popping the snaps on the one piece and allowing her eight inch pipe to flop out into her hand. "Yes, yes it certainly does," she added starting to jack her. "Go ahead now, kiss her foot, suck on her toes. We both know you want to."
She glanced up towards the woman seated before her. The teacher quickly removed her foot from her grip long enough to slip off her panties then waggled it once more beneath her nose. Alanna was right, she couldn't break the gaze of the brunette looking down upon her with her confident knowing smile. Flashes of Professor Farnsworth momentarily superimposed themselves over the other futa's face then disappeared but it was the same expression. The look that told her they knew her deepest wants, her deepest desires. The nurturing presence that had been on Gina's face developed a bit of a triumphant sneer and she began stroking her own meaty member. The hand continued pumping her piece as a second larger fleshy prong pressed up against her pussy. The latter pushed in echoing the pace of the masturbation and Alanna's ownership of her body deepened. With a small whimper, she folded her lips around the big toe and began to suckle.
Delores bathed the foot before her in saliva, each toe a little stiff cock, the next smaller than the last, each a further step off of the careful path she had thought she had blazed for herself. In and out the cock plunged from behind her, up and down the hand moved on her own hardness, as her tongue slashed desperately at the foot she held in her hands. "Yeeeeeessss, now it's all coming back to you isn't it? All coming back now sweet Delores," she heard Alanna whisper in her ear as she felt pressure on the back of her skull. The foot slowly descended and her head was forced to follow.
In her arousal she hadn't noticed as the object she worshipped was submerged into the container than held the mixture of shit and semen the spa used for their facials. The Ramsey woman eagerly gorged allowing this new taste, this new smell to mingle with that she was already feasting on. Over and over she cleaned the filth from foot unable to stop, unwilling to stop, lost in her re-kindled lust for podophilia. Hand and cock cycled back and forth as the third slid down and found her quim. She whimpered again and re-doubled her efforts wash the never clean toes with her spit as she was pulled closer and closer to an end she never thought she would see again but one which she increasingly welcomed.
Gina looked lazily to her left as she enjoyed the feeling of Delores Ramsey's latent obsession come to life. There she was, Olivia Harden, such a beauty. She watched with idle curiousity as she stroked herself. The girl was being beckoned by her mother into the back. Pulling her dress up and sitting her naked ass on a chair, she fitted a headpiece with a hose over her blonde hair and a nozzle onto her seven inch cock. She turned the pumps on as she stroked the golden hair of her eldest, looking down fondly as the shit pushed its way up the tube. Mother and daughter shared a deep loving gaze as the latter began to swallow. Eleanor then turned and noticed the teacher observing from a distance smiled and let the curtain fall behind her hiding the feeding student and approached her.
"Let me help you with that Gina," the redhead offered pulling up a stool and making her hands slick with lubricant. You just lean back and enjoy Delores while I take care of that," she then instructed replacing the teacher's hand on her cock with her own.
"Are we too late?" blurted Chloe Darnett as she burst through the beaded curtain separating the waiting area from the work stations, pulling Hennessy Fitzgerald behind her, the former's brown and blonde hair a stark contrast to the latter's coal black mane. "I know Liv told us to be here earlier but we were held up a bit." The last sentence trailed off somewhat as the two sophomores then noticed the pedicurist gorging out on the shit covered foot of their math teacher.
"No, actually, you two are just in time," the manager returned pulling them out of their momentary reverie. "As you can see Miss Daniels here is just getting a pedicure from Delores," she explained as she stroked the ten inch cock of the older brunette. "Her nipples though, I'm sure they could use a bit of treatment as well. Perhaps you can take care of that? One for each of you?"
"What do you think Henn?" the Darnett girl asked her more withdrawn counterpart reaching for the buttons on the blouse the woman was wearing. "Would you like to suck on one of Miss Daniels tits? It's OK, you can say yes," she added reading the girl's expression. Since she had started sleeping with the Irish girl she had picked up on the meanings of the various faces she displayed. She didn't say a whole lot verbally but it didn't mean she couldn't communicate. She unlatched the bra then allowing the two fleshy mounds their freedom, each topped with a darkened, erect areola. "See, one for you and one for me," Chloe continued guiding the Fitzgerald girl's head to the right one.
"Yes," the freckled student murmured as she latched her lips onto the nipple and looked up at her teacher through her watery blue eyes, "one for me."
Her counterpart smiled and sunk her own mouth to the task at hand as the woman in the chair, sighed, closed her eyes, and leaned back, giving herself over to pleasure.
Her stomach stretched in fullness, the soft cream cotton of her skirt rode up on her body so that her peach silk panties were easily seen. Her skull shorn but for a wisp of blonde hair no more than a half inch long and her face freshly made up, Crystal Bernier picked up the aroma of filth in the air as the four of them made their way towards the back of the library. The insides of her mouth moistened. It reminded her of her time in Serendipity's earlier in the day.
She couldn't take her eyes off of the Italian woman's tits, barely hidden behind her plunging scarlet bodycon she was wearing. Piece by piece her clothing was removed by her honey blonde classmate Olivia as she was lead further back into the establishment. She was so sure of herself, unlike the brown haired Canadian girl who walked alongside her. Crystal had never really put much effort into bring out her best features as it were. She never really had the confidence in her social skills enough to think it would make a difference. Rather she simply concentrated on scholastics, trusting her brain to get her through. Since that day in the rec room, when she had first formed a sludge cycle with her mother, one feeding off the other even as they in turn were fed by their opposite she had discovered another way to be accepted, one that blended naturally with her demeanor.
Now parent and child slept together in a shitsack more often than not, recently with the futagen Nari as a third. Their lazy Sunday morning soaks using Turdbath kept their skin free of sores and blemishes. Others, usually whoever had the job of releasing them from their confines in the first place, would often join them in the Jacuzzi. Though their need for the treatment was not nearly as necessary as their own, keeping one's complexion silky smooth while at the same time enjoying the carnal delights freely passed around the house easily justified the extra presence in the tub in the eyes of the others. Not that either she or her mother minded at all. The `who' tended to change every time and the two Berniers relished the attention lavished on them by each. It was where her and Mia had decided to get their hair re-done a couple of days ago.
"She does have wonderful titties doesn't she?" asked Olivia just loud enough to be overheard as they pulled up in front of the new woman's station and she undressing her classmate.
"Do you think my titties are wonderful?" asked the newest employee of the salon as the mousy brunette was sat in a barber's chair which was then leaned back. "I do too. I've worked hard to maintain their shape. People say they're nice and round. I think so too. The legitimately 40 inches but my bra size is 37E, though as you can see, I'm not wearing one now," she informed the student as she secured her wrists and bent her legs back over her head doing the same. "They're full of milk too. Would you like a taste? I'll bet you would, wouldn't you? You do look thirsty." The Italian futa then reached behind her neck and undid the strap, letting her dress fall to her waist and exposing her tanned twin globes, perfect in symmetry.
Shimmying out of the garment she pulled her panties off at the same time letting everything fall to the floor with a smile. Olivia squirted a generous dose of lubricant on the cock of the now naked and bound girl before her as the hairdresser straddled the seat, leaning in. Valentina then took the bottle of Beanstalk and smeared more of the substance on her midsection and in her cleavage as she jockeyed her pipe into position at the entrance of the girl's pussy. "Here, let me make it easy for you," she offered as her tool slide effortlessly into the girl's quim and her nipple pushed her lips apart. Crystal's eyes fogged and she started suckling while her length slowly sawed in and out. "They told me you were an obedient child dear, so eager to please," she cooed, putting the sophomore further and further under her spell. She could feel her milk, enriched with Mesmermamillin, being pulled from her as she toyed with the brown hair soon to be blonde.
"She really is Miss Martinelli," Olivia blurted, starting to feel the heat herself. "Mia was telling me the other day how much she likes eating shit. She only started a few weeks ago. Now she can't get enough of it, she'll open her mouth for anyone." The honey blonde momentarily looked down the row of chairs, then back to the coupling pair. "Mom needs me...but I'll send Liana over.
"You go ahead dear, we'll be just fine here," the older futa assured the apprentice as she picked up her thrusting pace somewhat.
Though swollen herself Mia Daniels did her best to help the youngest member of the group, an equally shitstuffed Nari Chīsana Hana, between the rows of books towards the back of the library. The pumps they could barely discern in the main lobby were louder now, there was more than one, more than two even. The odor of mass mudding wafted strongly towards them as they emerged from the stacks. The tables of the study area had all been moved to one side leaving an empty place in the middle of the floor that had been plastic sheeted. All around were futas naked or nearly so. What they weren't wearing in clothes they certainly were in filth. The entire area was an orgy of sludge.
Dominating the space were four chairs built much like Feeder Queens but without the leaning board on the front that was normally a part of their apparatus. Rather these ones sat a little higher and each seemed to have an enclosed chamber beneath from which the three harvesting hoses she was familiar with from the shitsack back home protruded. As she watched the scene before her she absently reached for a pastry on the table beside her. The box said they were from Baker's Dozen. She had always liked their cakes. The futagen leaning against her, now with short spiky red hair, noticed her snacking and grabbed a jelly roll for herself.
"You're just in time," Niki Tajimand gushed as she walked up to the quartet. "We have some hungry mouths to feed."
Mia sat strapped into the chair, face looking at the ceiling, legs parted and folded above her. Her position wasn't a complete surprise, it wasn't her first time at the spa and she had bore witness to the extra services offered by the staff. And unlike Crystal, she had been educated fairly early in toiletry. Her mother Gina had made sure of that. She still remembered the day she had celebrated her 12th birthday. Her mother had invited some of her colleagues from the academy for her fecal initiation and some of their daughters had come along as well. Miss Avery was there with Erin. Miss Miller had brought Madison. And Miss Ellis had Jasmin, who was now in university and Hailey, who would be a year ahead of her at Adderwood.
Glinda Ramsey waved towards the beaded doorway beckoning unseen others then returned her attention to the Daniels girl. She smiled down at her as she fitted her skull with the headpiece that would hold her in place. "You look like you were elsewhere just now," she observed.
"I was," the brunette replied. "Was thinking back."
"Back to what?" she prodded further glancing at her stiffening eight inch cock. "It must have been something entertaining."
"My first time, my 12th birthday."
"Who was all there?" asked the hairstylist as she attached a Slutofier around the waist of the bound student. Choosing a pair of pimpled nine inch dildos she squirted some lube on each and began to fit them into their brackets.
"Mom and a few other teachers from school," she answered. "Some of their daughters too."
"Did you eat shit from all of them?" the heavyset blonde asked slowly inserting each of the prongs into the younger futa's carnal caverns.
"Yes," she sighed as the walls of her pussy and ass closed around the new stimuli. Fitting the cock ring of the unit around the girl's member, the Ramsey woman turned it on eliciting a heavy exhale from the other.
"Who's did you like the best?"
"Maddie...Maddie Miller. I like...her shit...the best," she returned, her hips moving as they could within the restraints.
"Shirley, Shelby, glad you could make it on short notice," the large futa greeted as the two Darnett women pulled up next to the workstation.
"It was a light day," Shelby explained her short curly red hair licked by blonde highlights. The big transfer with Harristone Biological Research was finished last night."
"We needed some R&R," her mother prompted with a smile, her short wheat curls falling haphazardly around her face.
"You know Mia here, Gina's daughter?" Glinda asked as she grabbed a stool and, indicating the others should do the same, wheeled a cart with a deep plastic tray with the shit and semen mixture the salon used for facials over to the work station.
"Oh most certainly, we've had occasion to talk," Shirley confirmed. "Chloe is apparently doing quite well in her classes now after a bit of a rough start."
"Do they have much to do with each other at school, Chloe and Mia?" she queried once more conversationally.
"They are in a few classes together, but nothing beyond that so far as I know," Shelby offered with a grin. "Chloe tells me pretty much everything, especially with Gwen at Ridgeway now."
"Speaking of which, where is my niece?" wondered the senior accountant aloud.
"Helping out with Gina on Station Four," returned the bobbed blonde with a nod in that direction as she began applying the first layer of shit to the face of her client.
"I see her Mom," Shelby volunteered. "Giving Gina a tit bath it looks like."
"Good to see the girls getting a complete education," the spa staffer commented warmly. "Speaking of which perhaps you'd like to help me here? Mia here, as you can tell seems a little out of sorts. I think she could use a bit of a refresher."
"What would you have us do?" asked the older Darnett.
"Shelby, there is some lube in the table there. The girl is ringed up. Perhaps you can work with that?" Glinda instructed. "Shirley you can join me at this end. Help with things here." She turned back to Mia as she felt a pair of lips suck the mud off of her fingers. "Looks like you're hungry today sweetie," she grinned. "But if you keep eating the shit out of my hand, we'll never get to your facial."
Between the plunging prongs sawing in and out of her ass and pussy and the slippery hand of Shelby Darnett sliding up and down on her length the sophomore was beside herself in arousal. Each of the stimulations was driving her up the wall but not quite over it. The redhead was using two hands in her ministrations, one on her shaft the other sliding back and forth over her mushroom. Mia desperately tried arching into the motion even though in the back of her mind she knew it would be to no avail. A second pair of hands joined the first in smearing her face with sludge as her eyes were covered with a pair of cucumber slices.
She could feel the mask was getting deeper now, it was likely getting close to the edge of the two inch rim her face was being held in place with. The 15 year old could hear the murmurings of the two older futas as they coated her in filth. At some point she felt her tits pinched and pulled as they too were entombed in waste. By that time the lubricant on her cock had also taken on a much browner tone. Then she felt the workstation shift somewhat as a weight pressed down on her collarbones. The cucumber slices were removed and Mia found herself staring up at the wide crevice of Glinda Ramsey. Larger than her mother's, almost as large as Mummy Candice, the blonde hairdresser looked back over her shoulder smiling down on her warmly then slid backwards on the on the shit forcing her already willing mouth open.
"Time for your facial sweetie, time to feed you my shit and make you nice and full," she cooed as her rosebud expanded. The stylist didn't create a seal allowing for the girl to experience her feast with eyes, ears, and nose, in addition to mouth. Her long soft log crackled as it oozed out of her and between the lips of the sophomore. Mia gave herself over to the moment, letting the mechanical stimulation merge with the relentless muddy hands that fondled her body, as she swallowed again and again. "That's right sweetie, eat it all up. I've got a lot for you to mow down. I had a big breakfast."
"Eat up Mia," Shelby urged from one side as her fingers continued dancing on her pipe, "Eat up and I'll give you a nice big cum. You'd like that wouldn't you? You'd like to have a nice big cum. Yeeeessssss, yes you would, I can tell."
"She does look does look quite beautiful under your ass doesn't she?" Shirley commented taking a break from her breasts long enough to run her soiled hand through her hair.
"Yes she does," Glinda answered grunting slightly as a second long mushy tube of filth meandered into the girl's mouth below. "Shelby, I think it is time we gave our lovely student a little freedom," she directed turning to the younger Darnett. "If you could loosen the middle strap just a little... there that's enough. See how she can flex her hips now." The large blonde smiled as she heard a muffled mewl and the Daniels girl began humping the shit coated fist of the carrot topped accountant. The young brunette lustfully gobbled down her muddy meal as her arousal found a new level. The hairdresser increased the flow of her fudge to keep up with her desperation.
Up and down she thrust in the chair, bound in place but for her hips, her hard eight inches pistoning within sludgy fingers. The shit poured into her like a thick torrent now, her esophagus flexing to force it down quickly as her nourishment flowed over her tongue past her teeth. And then suddenly, her carnality was set loose. She squealed beneath the cheeks pushing down from above as she felt her cum geyser upwards. Over and over, each thrust accompanied by a swallow of shit, by a volley of semen. She was being filled as she emptied, she was being emptied as she filled. She lost herself in the joy of her fecality, surrendering to her basest instinct to feed, to serve, reveling in the lack of control of her circumstance, her bliss complete.
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The four women, Ruth Finney, Gerdur Huld and Freyja Huld, as well as Caera O'Malley stood off to the side casually watching the fecal orgy taking place in front of them. Each leaned against the next, fingers absently fondling bodies as they took in the scene. The new librarian, Roos she thought her name was, lay on the floor coated in sludge both of her own making and others, her ankles pulled over her head, secured with her wrists to a spreader bar. Three younger students from the middle school, fed her, fed themselves, squirmed and slithered through the brown morass. One of the teachers, Branna Rooney, was lying on the floor nearby leaning on her elbow. Her daughter Keegan and one of the Schwartzstein girls, Lotti, had draped themselves over her, each recovering from the feasting that they had just taken part in. Now with a kiss each of the last two stood up and made their way over to two other Meadowvale students.
"She's going to fit in quite well here," Ruth commented looking on as the three youngest futas had their way with the older fourth whose normally blonde bayalange hair was smothered in a much darker colour at the moment.
"The kids seem to like her a lot," Gerdur observed, eyes twinkling.
"And she seems to like them as well," Caera, her arm looped around the Finney woman taking her weight, added as the Dutch woman's lips parted willingly for the cock of the one wearing her hair in Minnie Mouse buns.
"How is your sister doing?" the Icelandic matriarch asked her eldest.
"That's her over there underneath Roberta," the tall black haired futa answered as she casually started stroking the white blonde lawyer beside her. "I'd say she likes her new job. Her semen production has been consistent since we have put her inside and her milk has been almost the same. The time we had her spend with Roos and Doutzen since she arrived seems to really be paying off."
"That Anders woman sure has a big ass," Ruth murmured as she leaned into the taller futa beside her.
"Not nearly as big as mine dear," the eldest among them remarked rubbing her 54 inch cheeks up against the litigant as the other twittered in amusement.
It was then that Adina Margolis, face slightly smeared with brown, approached them with a platter of her jelly rolls in hand.
"Thought you looked like you could all use a bit of a snack," she smiled. "Still have three or four boxes left. Apple cinnamon, blueberry, the pineapple banana ones are quite good."
"Oh, give me one of those," Caera prompted with a nod reaching out with her free hand.
"Any of the raspberry rhubarb left?" queried Freyja
"One."
"Dibs," she claimed with a grin.
"Anyone seen Deborah around?" Gerdur queried as she helped herself to one of the aforementioned blueberry pastries while at the same time sharing it with Ruth by popping a piece into her mouth.
"She's over at the table," the baker informed the group. "Nose in her kit, you know how she is."
"Oh, hey, you're just in time," the red headed Irish greeted as the three muddied members of the school wrestling team arrived. "Ruth here is getting rather heavy. I can't hold her up all day. You take her dear."
Slightly distracted by her arousal, the lawyer only noticed the transfer between the two older futa's looser caressing lean and the tighter, soiled pressing of Keegan, Lotti, and Zohra after it had happened. Her champagne coloured sequined bodycon mini, already bunched up from below was slid off of each of her shoulders gathering around her waist as the firmer slippery bodies trapped her in their sensual embrace. The relaxed fondling of older hands gave away to the more urgent prodding of younger ones on her cock, her tits, in her ass, her pussy. As the three that had been standing with her were joined by a fourth.
"Is it ready?" asked the senior most among them after exchanging a kiss with the newly arrived doctor.
"Got it right here," the brunette replied holding up a vial and giving it a bit of a shake.
"Such a wonderful thing you are doing dear," Gerdur began as she turned back to the curvy litigant entangled within the stronger limbs of the three students, "involving all of these young people in this passion project of yours. It is really commendable how you are making an effort to bring the community closer together."
Smiling warmly the eldest Huld unscrewed the cap on the small container, but even before she detected the smell of the Lustrium, Ruth knew where events were leading. The sense of panic that bubbled to the surface when Gerdur, Freyja, and Caera each dabbed some of the substance on their fingers fizzled out as the intoxicating scent wafted beneath her nose. When the trio started leisurely painting her face with the concoction all reason of her self control was lost. The momentary tensing of her body gave way to an involuntary slackening of her muscles as the visceral nature of her arousal grew at the expense of her free will.
"So good of you to do this, it really is," the older woman stressed, "and on a day like this as well, helping the town celebrate the re-opening of the refurbished library. It truly is a momentous occasion. We've been talking amongst ourselves and thought it only appropriate that given you are the inspiration behind this book, you should be given a leadership role."
"You know, so you can set a good example to all of the students here," Freyja added as she slid her finger across the Finney woman's brow.
"We do all want them to learn and grow," Caera interjected. "They will be our community leaders some day. It is on us to educate them, teach them, show them."
Ruth could hear the other futas talking to her and on some level she could even comprehend what they were saying, but buried as she was in her lust, any reasoning or reply was not forthcoming. The touch of the three wrestlers was everywhere. Each finger tracing an areola, gripping her piece, dipping into her crevices, each nipple pressing into her, each leg pushing up against her own, each arm wrapping itself around her, the shit and sweat mixing together providing a most sensual lubricant, each of these things were ramping up her carnality.
"That's where you come in dear," Gerdur concluded. "Today, you'll be our shining example. Today, you will show everyone here how one can best serve their community."
"It will be a lesson none forget," Deborah pointed out her own fingers now joining in the body painting, "you most of all."
"Yes, yes," the redhead agreed, "you most of all."
At some point one of her legs was raised and lowered, then the other and she was standing sludge that came up just over her knees. She felt pressure on her shoulders then and a push behind each knee.
"Let the Keegan and her friends help you now Ruth," Caera urged with a smile. "Let them show you your place."
Legs bending, her body lowered itself slowly immersing itself deeper into the filth. Shit lapped the lips of her pussy, then her balls, and her lengthening cock still being jacked by an insistent hand. It was longer now, the strokes lengthier, it felt so good...yesssss...soooo gooood. Higher and higher on her body the level of the fudge climbed as more and more of her tool sunk beneath the surface and still the hand continued its caress. More then joined it there pushing her further down, spreading her legs guiding her in place. Suddenly her legs were locked into place and prodding, probing latex lengths found each of her lower holes.
The shit was lapping deliciously at the bottom of her 41 inch breasts now and the rhythm of the twin intruders below pulled her further and further under their stimulating spell. Her glasses were removed and something was stuffed into each ear. Suddenly a river of thick, muddy fudge cascaded over the crown of her head. Down the back and sides of her skull it relentlessly oozed coating her cranium and causing the sludgy tide around her to rise. Nozzles were attached to her nipples and the siphoning of the pumps began upon them as they dipped below the surface. Up and down the hand on her iron continued to slide coaxing its lengthening even as the waste it was immersed in mixed with the substance that had caused the original swelling. Ruth's head was pushed back then, secured into a framework that she knew would be there. An oral spreader was sipped into her mouth and then twisted until her ruby lips were spread until her jaw hurt.
"Such an inspiration you are Ruth," she heard Gerdur speak in her ears as she closed her eyes and let the shit wash over her face. "To everyone here, but especially the students. Oh look, here come some more now."
"Look who I found," Niki Tajimand announced as she lead four swollen futas to the Empress Thrones in the middle of the plastic sheeting. "Seems like I have one for each of these things. Who is inside all of them right now?"
"The one on the end has her daughter Robin," Caera revealed nodding to the lawyer the group was slowly turning.
"Apparently she gave her code to her sister," Deborah added.
"And then deleted it from her own phone," the Irish futa smirked.
"It looks like she is happy with the arrangement," the young Iranian commented as she watched Branna Rooney grunt and grind further downwards upon what she imagined must be the upturned face of the Finney twin. "Who's that on the floor? It's kinda hard to tell from here."
"That's the Dutch woman that arrived last week, Roos De Klerk," Caera revealed.
"She'll be helping out here at the library," Gerdur explained.
"She looks like she's been rather busy," the junior observed watching the two she thought she recognized from middle school plus two others, each with long brown hair, though one had a blonde balayage and the other a more uniform honey brown slithering around in the muddy morass that more or less buried the older woman as she shared a grin with her older classmates. "I know little Phoebe from the head shop and that's Devon Van Der Damme's younger cousin but who are the other two?"
"The one on the left is the De Klerk woman's girl, Doutzen," Freyja identified as the cock of the older gently slid in and out of the pussy of the younger. "They are both living with us at the moment but the place is big enough, we'll probably make it permanent."
"And the other one?" asked the dairy farmer's daughter, watching the latter, chew her lower lip, desperately pull Janneke towards her quim and shove her pussy into her face before dousing her face with piss. "Wow she really needed to let loose didn't she?"
"That's Ruth's futagen, Melody Mockingbird," Deborah replied with a chuckle looking up from re-ordering her kit. "She's been quite popular today. I sat her earlier. She's quite talented, you should avail yourself when you get the chance, you all should," she suggested catching the eyes of each of the four nearby juniors.
"The unit next to Robin has my younger sister Rúna," the tall raven haired futa disclosed as the group watched Rosamund Anders waggle her cheeks and sink deeper onto the seat of the Empress Throne before rubbing her swollen stomach and sighing. Those two will be working together under me in the library at Meadowvale. Rúna will be starting next week when the seniors get back from Ridgeway." She then turned to Gina Daniels caressing her rounded midsection. "As I understand it, you teach there as well, math is it?"
"Yes," she replied lazily letting her body sag slightly against the larger woman. "Mia is a sophomore, so is Crystal," she explained.
"Well, I think the two of us should go over and introduce ourselves don't you?" she offered steering the shorter brunette towards the apparatus housing her sibling.
"And that one?" the Iranian nodded to the next closest seat.
"See that wonderful looking young girl over there, the darker skinned one with the Raggedy Ann cut being jacked by Ulrike?" pointed out Freyja.
"Nice cock," complimented Niki staring at the thick length that was being stroked by the computer science teacher. "She's as big as me, thicker too."
"And she's not in high school yet," Lotti called over as she continued helping make the litigant one with the machine.
"Next year," Keegan divulged to her classmate.
"Well, that's her mother down there," the older Huld daughter interjected, only mildly perturbed for being interrupted. "Audrey is her name. She just started at the town hall a few days ago.
"Morgan La Croix did a wonderful job breaking her in," Caera reported "Got the Yun girl assigned to her as her personal assistant. She's been doing quite well," the redhead continued turning to the now nearly bald Crystal and taking her by the hand. "Your mother is going to have a partner in crime at the office now. I really like what they've done to your hair by the way, it's definitely your colour. And your cut," she added as she lifted the lid on the Empress Throne housing the futa they had been talking about, the feed of filth halted. "Hope no one here minds, I can't wait. I've got to drop another load and I'd love it so much if Crystal here was sucking my cock when I did. I'll bet you'd love that too wouldn't you?" she asked the student. The O'Malley woman had not been in town long but she knew a sub when she saw one. It only took a gentle push downwards on her shoulders as she sat down before she felt the warm moistness of the Bernier girl's lips on her pipe. "You're as good as your mother," she murmured as she slid the blonde head up and down on her length and, loosening her hips, began shitting down the welcoming throat of the Canadian futa trapped below her.
"I think we are good to go," Deborah announced looking at her tablet and double checking the readings. "Gerdur, you won the straw poll."
"That I did, didn't I," the eldest futa among them agreed as she once more hiked her dress up over her hips, sat and put on the headset mic. "Let me get comfortable here," the silver haired woman explained as she sunk further downwards and dipped her right hand into the muck to grab Ruth Finney's lengthened cock. It was an inch above the surface thanks to the earlier hands coated with Beanstalk that had stroked it. "Allow me dear," she smiled to the Schwartzstein girl who had been edging the white blonde futa. Her firm but loving grip replaced the girl's and the jacking motion once more commenced.
"I wonder what would happen if I slid my finger around the little hole at the top," she asked rhetorically as she used the index finger on her left hand to do just that. The upwards jerk of Ruth's body, even though it was against the bonds holding in place, pushed her stalk out of the mire an additional inch each time the old librarian caressed the top of the crown. "It seems you like it when I do that don't you?" she spoke into the mic. "You're nice and thick now, I'll bet your balls are ready to burst are they, I'll bet they are so full. But your stomach is so empty isn't it?" She smiled at those around her as she continued implanting her verbal beacons along the trail to the Finney woman's carnal corruption. "Lucky for you, I have a solution to both of those problems right here. You just relax now and let me do all the work for you."
With a nod she signaled Deborah to release the block that was preventing Ruth Finney from doing much more than wish for relief. Hunkering down a bit more the older woman pushed the first sludgy long of shit downwards, through the parted lips and into the throat below. She knew as powerful as she was normally, the woman bound below her had no choice but to swallow again and again as Gerdur's second load of fudge on the day relentlessly oozed into her mouth. The clear moisture leaking from her cock was starting to cloud as she kept on sliding her hand up and down in the muck and tracing her most sensitive spot. More and more she fed her, more and more she gulped, more and more her hips flexed, more and more the flow from the eye of her cock strengthened. And then there it was, her first squirt. It was small and hit her hand but upon pulling her fingers away, the next was much stronger. Nice, long thick ropes of her semen geysered up from her quivering length one after the other as the Huld woman forced more of her filth downwards. "Good girl Ruth, good girl. See it's just like I promised. Full stomach, empty balls. Eat and cum, Cum and eat. That's right, be a good girl for Mummy Gerdur, be a good, good girl."
Ruth's throat gulped machinelike as the cascade of shit flooded her throat and as she did the tremors of her orgasm rippled through her body, a carnal earthquake. Every sensation within her body mixed and melded into one raw blissful stew. There was no beginning of one and ending of another so thoroughly had they merged together. Someone somewhere was telling her she was a good girl as she wave upon wave of this re-born existence found her anew. As she rose higher and higher into her ecstasy, her desire to be a good girl grew and grew. "Yes, yes, she was," she decided inwardly as her cum rocketed upwards and her lips eagerly accepted the offered fecal fruits from above. "Yes, Ruth Finney was a good girl."
End of Chapter 93