Meadowvale Academy Chapter 26
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
By Juxtaposition
Chapter 26: The New Position Part 2
"Do you think the two of you could give me a hand?" Jessica asked the two redheads on the couch. "I'd like to see if an experiment I'm running is having any success."
Rosa brightened, enthusiastic. She had a good idea who the guinea pig here would be. She watched as Jessica neatly cleared the items on the principal's desk to one side.
"You'll probably want to turn that off," the researcher suggested to Hannah. She turned back to the other two. "If you could bring Baby June over here and lie her down?"
The librarian turned to the blonde woman. "Ready to play some more Baby June? Come with me now." She stood her up and moved her as directed. "What is it we are doing?"
"Blue folder in my satchel," she replied as she held guide the teacher into position.
Both of the bespectacled redheads scanned the documents the doctor had steered them towards.
"Sally Ann, if you please," she directed indicating the guidance counselor should climb up on the desk as well. "Rosa, you seem to be able to communicate well with our little girl. Why don't you do that some more."
The librarian smiled and pulled a chair up to the side of the desk and smiled at the blonde woman as Jessica guided the other woman backwards.
"Look Baby June, Mummy Sally Ann is here to feed you," the librarian started tipping the others head up so she could see the wide orbs in blue approaching slowly. An audible hiss could be heard, followed by a familiar scent. "What a nice smell. It makes you want to play with your peepee doesn't it? Go on, play with your peepee Baby June." She placed the teacher's hands on her cock. Her legs flopped apart and she began jacking herself. The polyester was looming above her now. More gas, a stronger funk. Hands slowly raised the skirt until her little girl eyes spotted the crevice and the flower.
"Poopies!" she giggled reaching out with her tongue. "I want poopies!" Her hand increased its pace. She wanted to make cummies too. Closer and closer it got, it was over her mouth now. The crevice was widened. It started to lower.
"Here comes poopies Baby June, open up now."
More poopy smell billowed out as the flower began to bloom into her mouth. "Poopies," she murmured as fudge started pouring into her mouth. She chewed and swallowed as the crevice spread further.
"Slump down more Miss Clearwater, spread yourself as much as you can," Dr. Pang instructed. "We need you to bury her deep in there."
"But I will cut off her airflow if I go any lower," the guidance counselor protested.
"I know. We need to trigger the transition." The Asian woman placed her hand on her subject's wrist and monitored her pulse as the Clearwater woman sunk down even more. "So far, so good," she observed silently as she continued to monitor Baby June's heart rate.
It was dark. Baby June couldn't see anything. She couldn't hear anything either. But she could taste and smell and feel. And that was all she needed. The aroma that inundated her senses had almost reduced her to a dream state. Her lips eagerly accepted the flood of poopies forcing their way down. More and more poured in. Faster and faster it flowed. She had stopped chewing now. She just gulped down the nice, soft, yummy fudge as quickly as she could. Another hand found her peepee and began to play. It was Mummy Rosa's, she could tell. Her own poopies were being rubbed into her tingly spots again. She had no time to giggle, her mouth was too busy. She humped against the fingers on tip of her peepee as she stroked herself. She spread her legs as wide as she could and pushed as she continued feeding. More of her own poopies slithered out one by one as her cummies fountained upwards. It was yummy.
Hannah could see where the meeting would get out of hand if she didn't grab the tiller immediately. "My feeling..." she started, before looking around and seeing the distraction write large on the rest. She could understand why. That was quite the show Baby June had put on during the presentation. It was a very enlightening one she was putting on now beneath the ass of Sally Ann. She looked at the documents in the blue folder that now lay on her desk. Her eyebrows raised in understanding. "How long had she been down there holding her breath," the principal asked herself looking at the wall clock. "Four minutes, five? All while gulping down the guidance counselor's shit. That's impressive in anyone's book. This could have far wider applications than improved scat slavery," she concluded. Still, despite her position, she needed relief. Her cock was like steel, her balls ached. "Best get this over with." She stood up and removed her white lace panties and walked out from behind her desk. Leaning on the edge, she presented her juicing member to the new staffer, Branna Rooney. The principal's wood was enveloped by the lush lips of the new hire as Hannah placed a hand behind the other's head. "Cornholed on your first day," she mused silently as she flexed her hips, smiling. "What a way to start."
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Astrid walked back in from the end of the driveway with the mail. She could ask Gracey or Maria to get it but it was a walk she enjoyed. It allowed her the opportunity to get away from the computer and telephone if only for a few minutes. She tucked the Meadowvale Journal under her arm and started rifling through the rest. The first was a flyer from LaSalle's Lingerie. They were having a sale this weekend. "That's convenient," she noted remembering the gift the girls got Allison Waverly for her birthday. "Perfect timing for the girls."
The second piece was from a prospective client, they wanted a will written. "Why did they contact her? They must not realize I don't do probate work, at least for just anyone. Plus my schedule is rather full right now." She decided to pass it onto Ruth Finney in town. She had more lawyers and she knew she handled this kind of thing. It wouldn't be the first time. The two had a good professional relationship. Astrid passed the other work on a regular basis and Finney kept her people out of the major corporate accounts. The two had attended both Meadowvale Academy and Ridgeway Women's College together which obviously helped matters. "I should invite her and the girls over during the holidays at some point," she thought, moving onto the next piece.
She recognized the handwriting before even reading the name. It was from their mother Charlotte. She opened the envelope and began reading as she walked.
"Dearest Astrid,
The Fenwell Group would like to follow developments in Meadowvale a bit more closely. As such they are sending myself and Annika Schwartzstein, the Director of Research, on long term assignment to your fair town. Please prepare for my arrival prior to Christmas.
Until then,
Your Mother Charlotte"
She put the letter back in its envelope. She didn't know how she felt about her mother coming to live with them. It's not like they were at loggerheads, they weren't; her mother had taught her well, nurtured her law career. She wouldn't be where she was today without her. Still, she liked being the head of the household. That would likely change once Charlotte Mason, Senior Board member of the Fenwell Group, showed up. She headed into the mansion. "I need to speak with Maria and Jessica; Doris as well for that matter."
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The women in the office gradually recovered from their impromptu orgy. Though some clothing remained open, undone, or discarded, for the most part they had all caught their breath. Having been fed two loads of waste June, having reverted back to her core personality, was once more seated on the sofa allowing Hannah to reclaim her desk. "Right," she started with raised eyebrow and a slight smile. "Now that we have taken care of everyone's physical needs, let's get back to the agenda shall we?"
Her suggestion was greeted with a combination of guilt, chagrin, and amusement by the others. She picked up her presentation looking towards the smaller blonde. "So as we had determined through gathered footage from the school's cameras last week, there has been several instances since your arrival June when you placed physical needs ahead of the needs of your students. While we do appreciate your efforts to integrate yourself within our community, I trust you can understand how others might find this kind of thing unsuitable for a teacher. If it were just one incident this might be correctible. But as everyone here can see," she continued turning to the others, "there is a definite pattern of behaviour here." The principal paused in preparation. "My feeling is that at the moment, though she is qualified, it would be detrimental to leave June Halversson in charge of any classroom here at Meadowvale."
"Am I being fired?" asked the subject of the meeting asked worried. The possibilities of such a fate flashed through her mind. The family was nearly tossed out onto the streets after the divorce. If not for her sister, they might be there now. If she couldn't pay her keep, what would happen to her children. Her mind ran wild with worst case scenarios.
"Fired?" the principal smiled at her distress. "No. Not fired; re-assigned." She answered as she walked over and slid her hand up and down on the teacher's member causing it to stiffen and leak. She then nodded to Doris who pulled out her cellphone and began texting. Hannah turned to the other physician. "Dr. Pang, I noticed you were running some type of a procedure on Baby June this morning. Perhaps you can explain to the rest of us?"
The scientist nodded and stood. "Over the past four days I have added a new drug named Carettathol to June's regimen. This is a relatively new experimental concoction. Dr. Wellesley down at the clinic had a hand in it, but the original funding came from the Ministry of Defense. The drug through means I will not go into here extends the amount of time a person can hold their breath by increasing the efficiency of the oxygen inhaled." Jessica slid her results to the big screen so others could follow her presentation, using her cursor to highlight as needed.
"In early studies we have seen an increase of up to 500% on a five day trial. In June's case, she was starved of oxygen for four minutes and 52 seconds when she was beneath Sally Ann here. Under Rosa she lasted four minutes and 39 seconds. And this is only day four. My feeling is we might be able to get her over five minutes tomorrow. An extended run of Carettathol may well lead to higher numbers." She moved on to a different document. "Naturally, holding one's breath for extended periods of time raises the spectre of brain damage. However, we feel by increasing oxygen efficiency we are able to get around this potential pitfall as we are not denying or even lowering the amount the body needs. It may actually be possible down the road to increase it further."
Hannah saw Gracey quietly enter the room, nod to her, and stand against the wall. "Thank you doctor," she smiled turning to June. "So what does this have to do with your future here at Meadowvale?" she asked rhetorically. "As I mentioned we do feel it would not be good to leave you in charge of a classroom at the moment, despite your skills as an educator. Branna Rooney here will be taking over your duties for the foreseeable future," the principal revealed. "However do not fret. We do still feel you have something to contribute to the academy, something you can teach our students. Gracey, if you will?"
The chauffeur stepped forward and scooped the Halversson woman up in her arms, squishing the shit in her pants against her perineum and balls. "Mummy Grace is going to take you for a ride now Baby June. Do you want to go for a ride with Mummy Grace?" she cooed as she carried her towards the office door.
Baby June gurgled and hardened and humped in reply. She liked Mummy Grace. She made her feel good. She played with her poopies.
Hannah opened the door and led the way out to the main hall as she instructed, "If you will all follow me."
In the middle of the main foyer was a cream coloured wooden structure some four feet long, two feet wide, and about two feet deep. A fiberglass headrest that extended into a form fitting body piece was at one end and faced the main doors. Padding around the rim extending inwards to frame the headrest formed a platform similar to a queening chair. The other end had a pair of leg stirrups that held the lower half of the limbs in a horizontal sitting position. Two partial arm stirrups from the elbows to the shoulders were located halfway down either side. Where the hands would normally fit were a pair of reservoirs, each filled with a familiar balm. On the side was painted the words `Baby June' in pink. The end closest to the door indicated some kind of battery had been installed as a power source.
"Here we go, Baby June. Welcome to your new home," Gracey proclaimed quietly as she set the woman she was carrying into the apparatus and secured her.
"Perhaps you can explain your creation? What did you call it, `The Cradle'?" the shortest of them suggested.
"I'll do you one better, I'll demonstrate," the driver chuckled sitting down on the structure, her ass facing the Halversson woman. "After all, if it can support me, it can support pretty much anyone else." She pushed both buttons and a low hum could be heard. "The left button is the on/off for the vibrator unit. The right one does the same for the heating unit. Turn them both on and she gets a warm shit massage. Battery is rechargeable. Loosening the waistband of her Happy Pants will allow her to feed as she will using her hands. The rest will fall into the overflow reservoir below. This is removable and compostable. Edith Walters should find this rather useful," she mentioned referring to the groundskeeper. She then turned to the restrained woman and dipped the teacher's hand in the balm, bringing it to her extended organ. "Play with your peepee Baby June while Mummy Grace feeds you," she cooed lowering her 54 inch orbs over the woman's face smothering her in her browned crevice. "Here comes the yummy poopies."
The darkness began to fall for the third time today. Baby June took a deep breath as her head was encased in stinky, sweaty flesh. Her vision and hearing were lost once again but the vibrations and funk of the gaseous release caused her to stiffen and thrill. Her poopies started to move around, she could feel them start to warm. She squirmed against the mushy mush and humped her hand as Mummy Grace's yummy tunnel opened. She had already eaten a lot today, but she would never say no to poopies. Her lips parted as brown sludge poured into her mouth. She relaxed her throat and swallowed over and over again as she continued her peepee play. More and more she was fed. Her own poopie maker was pushing in and out, tingling and trembling, she could feel it. She was going to make poopies. She was going to make cummies too. She could feel herself smile and sigh as yummy fudge flowed down her throat. She pushed and arched and stroked and swallowed. Her poopy worms started to crawl out one my one sliding across her tingly places. Her yummy cummies flooded upwards and made her peepee all slick and slippery. And still she fed.
The staff watched Gracey demonstrate the Cradle with predatory interest. Hannah noticed that several students had also slowed in the halls and then stopped. Lotti Schwartzstein and Brandy Davenport, members of the Robotics Team both, leaned against the wall and each other watching the proceedings with wandering limbs. Kelsey Cantwell and Willow Reed were similarly positioned and entangled not four feet away. There were others as well. The scene was starting to draw a crowd.
Dr. Pang worked a stopwatch and had her tablet handy. "Ever the professional," the principal observed and wondered. "Had she cum even once yet today?" The Gallagher woman fetched a chair from behind the information desk that Sally Ann normally manned and sat the scientist down in it about five feet away from the Cradle. She then crooked her finger at Kelsey and Willow and the two sophomores dutifully approached. Kissing them both she pushed down on the shoulders of the first after placing her in front of the Asian. The Cantwell girl took the hint and sinking to her knees began sucking the doctor's cock. Half sitting/half leaning against the wood arm of the chair, she pushed down on the head of the shy blonde. Moments later her own pipe was surrounded by moisture.
Gracey used her phone to loosen off the top of the blonde toilet slave's pants and stood up, having finished feeding Baby June. Her action was met with a chorus of covetous stares. She took the teacher's left hand and dipped it in the balm then brought it to her cock. Her right hand she dipped into the shit oozing towards the newly created opening. "How low could Baby June go?" she asked silently. "She would show them. She would show them all." The restrained woman began jacking herself with one hand while scooping shit from her latex pants into her mouth with the other. Between bites she would orally coat her cock with brown sludge. The driver watched as one by one a hand from each of the onlookers moved to hardened juicy flesh. Sometimes the organ belonged to the same body as the hand. Sometimes it didn't. The big woman's 14 inch monster was glistening steel. She needed a place to put it. "That'll do," she concluded walking over to the librarian. She walked her over to the Cradle bent her over, placing her hands next to either leg and began fucking her beast into the redhead's ass.
Baby June liked sitting how she was. She could play with everything. It was so easy. Absently she alternated between slurping on her peepee and eating her own poopies as she watched the people watching her. She giggled and sighed. She put poopies on her peepee and began playing with both hands. Mummy Rosa began licking her peepee too. Mummy Rosa could lick really good. She liked her poopies as much as Baby June did. She pumped and pushed and pumped and pushed. In and out and up and down. It made her tingle more and more. She was going to make more poopies and more cummies. She plunged her brown peepee into her mouth deeper and deeper, again and again. Dreamy eyes, dreamy eyes. Mushies tingling; swallowing now.
End of Chapter 26