Meadowvale Academy Chapter 39
These stories involve anal fingering, anal sex, auto-fellatio, bondage, coprophagia, dom/sub relations, exhibitionism, fellatio, golden showers, incest, infantilism, orgasm denial, mind control/behavioural training, scatolia, sex machines, sissification, smothering, and voyeurism. If any of these things aren't your thing you may not want to read further.
Meadowvale Academy
Chapter 39: Journeys Continued
"How did he get here?" Cory asked as he lay in his bed panting, globs of semen having carpet bombed his tiny breasts and the silk that hid them only partially. "How?"
The alarm jerked his body awake. It was 10 AM. He didn't set it. He didn't even know there was an alarm clock. He looked down and he remembered. He was wearing women's silk pajamas. Well, to be sure, he wasn't actually wearing them. The boxer bottoms were below his knees and the camisole top has been pulled up. And he was sticky. And he remembered. His seven inches arched immediately as he did. He has instinctively crept towards in when there was a knock at the door. He covered himself quickly as the door opened up a bit and Tyler poked her head in, still in her nightwear.
"Get up lazybones. We've already had breakfast," she scolded mockingly. "There might still be cereal if you hurry." She turned to walk away but then stuck her head back though. "Oh, Grandma Charlotte wants to speak with you as well. Mom said she was down there, probably in the sun room." And then she was gone.
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"Nice load she has," the elder Mason observed as she watched a recording of the previous evenings activities in the bed that Cory was sleeping in. "There's potential there." She was sitting in a reclining love seat on a swivel in the sun room located just off of the kitchen. It was her favourite room in the mornings, especially in cold weather. She still had the sun, a beautiful view, and most importantly the warmth.
Evelyn and Jessica say on either side as she watched. The former smiled a bit at the comment. "Yes, she certainly does."
"Looks like the Ephebifem worked last night," the silver haired woman noted checking the air levels in the room. "Our girl to be seems to have gotten a decent dose."
"She'll get more exposure today," Evelyn pointed out nodding to the nearby incense stick smoke ascending into the air. "Help lock it in a bit more."
"That was smart application," the silver haired woman complimented. "Who's responsible for that the lab or your girl Magnolia?"
"Using incense? That's pure Roundtree," Jessica grinned. "Did you take the inhibitor?"
"We both did, an hour ago," the eldest confirmed.
"Good, good. I've got her scheduled for a check-up this afternoon," the scientist nodded. "We can check her levels and responses again then."
"Give her the works. We need to establish baselines, we need to push her along," the chairwoman instructed.
"I think that's her now," Evelyn informed lowly hearing footsteps pad across the kitchen floor.
"Both of you, out by the other door," Charlotte ordered turning off the tablet. "Quickly now. Tell her she is on her way in."
Their exit went off just in time. The matriarch adjusted her housecoat a bit and turned her perch towards the door as the newest arrival entered with some trepidation.
He looked around at his surroundings somewhat unsettled. The large picture window looking out over the ground ran the length of the room and also formed the first quarter of the overhang. Several throw rugs were laid down on the hardwood floor; each serving as an island for furniture. An unlit fireplace filled up on end of the room. On an end table next to the loveseat the woman was sitting on was a stick of burning incense in a small flower pot filled with fine grain sand. The smell, sweet, was somehow familiar but he couldn't place it.
"Come, sit," she invited the boy patting the seat beside her. "Enjoy the morning sun. Cory isn't it?"
Still dressed in woman's pajamas and unsure what to do, he hesitated momentarily.
"Come now. It is my home you are staying in after all. Sit, sit," she urged once more.
Her voice and welcoming manner drew him in and though still nervous he took a seat to her left.
"See, that wasn't so hard was it," she smiled. "So tell me, how was your first day at the Mason Estate? I hope it wasn't too bad. We heard about your lost luggage," she rubbed his shoulder. "That is never fun to go through. I travel for my work a lot and it has happened to me more than once. Our apologies for the lack of clothing choices. We simply did not have anything else on hand." She used her feet to slowly turn the love seat towards the window once again. "But wearing a dress wasn't so bad was it?"
Cory kinda shrugged. She was right, it wasn't that bad. He thought he would be laughed at by everyone in the house, but they didn't say a thing. It was almost like they enjoyed his dressing up like a girl. The silk did feel good against his cock. He hoped she hadn't noticed his morning wood.
"Was it?" he heard her ask.
"Was what?" he thought momentarily puzzled. "Oh, the dress."
"It was OK I guess Ma'am," he mumbled not wanting to admit anything within earshot of anyone else but somehow being cajoled into doing just that.
"You guess? You probably liked it more than that didn't you?" she prodded as he coloured. "It's OK. It will be our little secret. You are not the first boy to like dressing in girl's clothes. And no more Ma'am; all the kids around here call me Grandma Charlotte. You should too."
"Yes Ma-Grandma Charlotte," he answered tripping as he did so.
"Tyler and Sofia thought you looked really cute in your dress." she led, turning the conversation back on topic. "What did you think of them? I trust they did everything they could to make you comfortable?"
When Cory heard the word `comfortable', his mind immediately flashed back to the previous evening when the two girls came to his bed. He could still feel her hand on his cock. He could still feel another probing below. He could still see Tyler's eyes gazing deeply into his as she brought him off; as he swallowed his own semen.
And then Sofia's voice whispering, "Good girl Cory, Good girl."
His member, which he had been trying to keep less than firm, hardened immediately producing a noticeable tenting in his silk boxers. He looked down, eyes wide as his flesh rose in arousal.
"Were they good hostesses? Did they make you comfortable Cory?" she whispered as she saw her predicament. "There we go," she observed silently. "She was on her way now."
She smiled at the boy, trying to put him at ease. "It looks like you think they did," she speculated nodding to his thickened shaft. "You can tell me, we're all alone out here."
"She...she..."
"Did she put her hand on your cock Cory?" she continued gently starting the process of pushing his him towards being her. A small wordless nod was the reply she received as she slowly slid her hand along his waist and then into his silk. "Did she put her hand on your cock like this?" she asked further as her fingers wrapped around his shaft and began a slow pumping. "Just like this?"
He nodded again as he felt a weight to his left. Another woman, silver haired and attractive like the one masturbating him, squeezed into the love seat.
"This is Grandma Annika. She is a very good friend of mine. I trust her with everything. You can trust her too." The chairwoman turned to the other. "Cory was just telling us how Tyler and Sofia made him feel comfortable last night, weren't you Cory?"
He gave another nod, almost involuntarily.
"Here, let's get more comfortable and then you can tell us more," she suggested. "Up."
His hips lifted off of the bench as hands grabbed his boxers and lowered them to his feet. The suddenly he was sitting bottomless on her lap. The woman below him leaned back and the furniture reclined and started to spread her legs forcing his open in the process. "Was it like this?" Grandma Charlotte asked as she continued her stroking.
"Yes," he mumbled again.
"You look very pretty this morning Cory," Grandma Annika complimented. "Very pretty."
He felt pretty. The smell was sweet. He parted below farther as he loosened. He was pretty.
"What was Sofia doing?" asked the second woman as she watched him intently.
"Hand...down there" he answered dreamily beginning to lose himself.
"Down where Cory?" she pressed quietly as her hand began sliding over his outstretched thigh. "Down here?"
"Yes... down." He stared out onto the morning through lidded eyes as the languid caressing of his cock continued. The other hand had in the meantime arrived at the strip of skin beneath his balls. The fingers were slippery and started massaging the area in time to the other ministrations. Cory sighed and spread even more.
A subtle humping by the boy was detected by both women. Charlotte began her quiet persuasion.
"You liked getting stroked don't you Cory?"
"Yes."
"You know who else likes getting stroked Cory? Good girls do. Are you a good girl Cory?"
"Yes... Good girl."
"You know what else good girls like Cory? Good girls like to have fingers in the ass. Are you a good girl Cory?"
"Yes... Good girl."
Annika began tracing the contour of the boy's sphincter using one digit. Both of the executives closely watched as he pushed back against it slightly when he humped. She increased the pressure bit by bit, his rosebud giving way little by little until it was forced to allow a singular passage. Slowly she sunk her finger in further. First one knuckle, then two.
"Good girls like to be finger fucked in the ass. They think it feels nice. Does it feel nice Cory?" Charlotte asked as the duo increased their pace slightly
"Yes...nice"
"Are you a good girl Cory?"
"Good girl."
The Mason woman brought one of her hands to the younger's mouth and dipped in two fingers and then the other as she continued to jack the younger's member.
"Show us what good girls do with their hands Cory. Be a good girl and show us."
She could be a good girl. She was a good girl. Her hands slid the straps of her camisole off her shoulders and began circling her nipples.
"Do good girls like to play with their titties?"
"Titties," she replied as she arched her areolas outwards to meet her digits.
"Yes titties"
"Does Cory want to be finger fucked even more?"
"Yes...more...fucking," she murmured.
Annika pushed in a second finger as she felt her increase her thrusting.
She sighed at the entrance of a now wider intruder using her own motion to help it plunge in deeper. She rotated her ass on the massaging feelers like a good girl.
"Up and down, in and out, up and down, in and out. Good girl Cory, good girl. Let Grandma Annika fuck your ass." Charlotte nodded to her counterpart and a third finger was introduced.
Cory mewled and ground down on the insistent digits faster and faster as the squishing chorus of the penetration filled the air. Deeper and deeper they went rubbing her special spot within. The snick, snick, snick sound of the other hand stroking her cock joined in on the carnal music.
"I'm a good girl, a good girl," she thought as her own high pitched squeaking added itself in on each plunge.
"You like that don't you Cory? You like being fucked in the ass just like a good girl don't you? Yeeeesss, yes you do. Build for Grandma Charlotte now, build my good girl."
The mewling was getting louder and more desperate now. The penetration was seamless now; she was loose, and slippery. It felt so nice to be a good girl. And then it was gone.
Annika got up from the loveseat and pushed down on the footrest in front of the other pair. Sliding a stool into place, she spread her own legs, pushing the teenager's apart even more. She smiled, her eyes sparkled, and then using four fingers she slammed back into the moist passage. She aggressively plunged her fleshy dildo into the short haired girl again and again. Everything sped up. The jacking of her cock; the fucking of her ass; her own fingers on her tits; her squealing sounding in time to all three. Her body began to hum and buzz. She could feel her control melting, her lust burning it down.
"You love being fucked in the ass by Grandma Annika don't you Cory? She's going to make you cum now isn't she? Good girls always cum when they get fucked in the ass. You're a good girl. Cum for Grandma Charlotte. Cum for Grandma Annika. Cum for us now Cory, cum."
Another nod. Charlotte began crowning the cock she was stroking while Annika thumbed Cory's prostate both inside and out.
She moaned as her balls boiled over and gave up her creamy prize. Her load pulsed up her cock as salvo after salvo of her gooey seed was fired into the palm of Charlotte's hand and then on the teenager's tits. She was a good girl now. She had been fucked in the ass. It had made her cum. She was a good girl now.
"There we go. Good girl Cory, good girl. Having a nice big cum for us."
She humped wildly on the fingers in her ass as a hand full of her seed moved in front of her mouth.
"Be a good girl. Open up and let Grandma Charlotte feed you now."
"Yes she would be fed," she decided.
Cory allowed her lips to part as both women studied her with predatory gazes. Her semen was served to her bit by bit. More fingers far browner than the first, eventually replaced them. She eagerly cleaned those as well.
"Good girl Cory, good girl."
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Astrid's cock was sliding between her shit coated breasts and bumping up against her chin; Beanstalk had seen to that. Her niece Ingrid kneaded her nipples pulling her milk from her as at the same time she squeezed them around her thrusting member. Her second niece was ploughing her length in and out of her pussy. Hers was a heavy pipe. She was big now and might be bigger than her in a few years. Her clit thrilled with each stroke. June meantime kept feeding her more and more of the shit she had already eaten once. And now she eagerly accepted the feast. The two of them shared back and forth lovingly. This was something they did as children, their relationship was different then, more equal. In high school that had changed Astrid had developed both physically and socially faster than her sister had, their paths had diverged. Their roles in the family dynamic had as well. But now it was all being put back together again.
June saw her sister's cock lengthen even more and pulled away from her mouth. She gazed at her with affection as she shoveled a handful of shit onto the thickened shaft and its swollen crown. Astrid let her lips open and accepted the offered gift as she began sucking herself off. In and out it cycled and each time it was coated with more of her waste. She knew her older sister was getting full, she was as well. She would feed her soon, so would her daughters. She looked over at them and watched as they too feed themselves surreptitiously. She glanced in the other direction and saw that her mother was furiously fisting her own member. She was close.
She turned and lined herself up with her sister's muddy girth. Her facial expression matched that of her mother's. She couldn't be in two places at once but at least she could watch one from a distance while bringing the other home. She slid a pair of fingers coated with her pre-cum into her mouth and over her taste buds. She let both women watch, they knew what was coming. She felt the growing begin and continued her slathering. She looked at both as the tip of her tongue began to extend. She knew the irises of her eyes were changing, becoming a deeper green and somewhat more reptilian. She had noticed it happening in a mirror a week and a half ago.
Charlotte's balls were churning as she watched one daughter trace the under vein of the restrained other calling forth her orgasm as her granddaughter pulled breast milk from her tits while the other ground into her from below. She couldn't remain a voyeur any longer. She walked with purpose to the Cradle and scooped up a handful of shit, She pulled June's head back by her hair, filled her mouth overfull with the brown fudge. She pushed her leaking pipe through the filth with gusto and recklessly fucked the shit down her child's throat as her globs of cum provided the chaser.
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It was early in the afternoon when his aunt walked him down to the doctor's lab. His head was still a bit fuzzy from his experience in the sun room this morning with Grandma Charlotte and Grandma Annika. He remembered it vividly. The hand on his cock, the fingers in his ass, his cum being fed to him, his inhibitions throwing open the doors to his desires. He couldn't stop thinking about it. His cock couldn't help but begin to firm again. Cory could hear his blonde escort talking but none of the conversation registered as distracted as he was. So when he entered the lab and Dr. Jessica patted the examination he was easily led to it and restrained. Blood was taken, pills were swallowed, and several shots administered. It did seem routine. A pleasant aroma began to waft through the air from somewhere behind her. Cory began drifting into a place similar to the one she was in a few hours earlier.
Jessica smiled down at her patient. She had seen the raw footage from both the bedroom and the sunroom. They all had. She was ready to be taken to the next step on her journey. She looked to Evelyn who was inserting a vibrator into the stimulation arm at the bottom of the table and then back to her nephew cum niece. "Did you enjoy being a good girl this morning Cory?" she asked as she lazily began caressing the tabled cock. "It looks like you did. You're thinking about it now aren't you? I can tell." She felt the teenager arch slightly as she began focusing her movements. The nurse to her left was applying lubricant to the ridged toy below, some 12 inches long and four inches in diameter. "There we go. It feels so nice to be a good girl doesn't it? Yeeeesss. Yes, it does." Evelyn pushed the arm in place and turned on the vibrator. "Good girls like to get fucked in the ass, it makes them cum," the doctor cooed.
Cory felt the vibrating device push against her rosebud lightly causing her sphincter to expand and contract repeatedly. She was slippery down there. The bed was adjusted to push her body towards the end and open her legs further. She was spread further by the tool as it worked its way towards penetration. It was bigger than Grandma Annika's fingers. And that was Ok. She wanted it to be bigger. She needed it to be bigger. She pushed down as it pushed up. Her aunt swung a second arm over her face. This one pinned her in place on the head rest and lined up a rubbery cock over her mouth.
"Open," she heard her instruct as she spun a wheel that lowered the head through her lips and onto her tongue. "Good girls like to suck cock too. You want to be a good girl don't you? Auntie Evelyn will teach you how. Here we go now." The phallus began pumping itself in and out of her mouth just as her rosebud was plunged through by the beast below for the first time. She arched against the anal invader trying to take more of it. The two instruments established a fucking rhythm as Cory became familiar with her feminine instincts. Over time the units gradually moved closer to their bottoms while speeding up at regular intervals. At one point she stumbled to breath as the girth in her throat delved downwards. "Swallow Cory, keep swallowing," she heard the nurse say. "All good girls need to learn how to deepthroat. That's right, just like that," she praised as the girl overcame the challenge. The cock ploughed in further, now at a higher pace matching the speed of the other.
Her holes were being mechanically plundered now faster, harder, deeper. Her cock was thickened and slippery with hints of her coming bliss. The hand that jacked it was at the same time snug in its grip and feather light in its touch. She was tingling and buzzing as she was pushed further down the path of womanhood. Her aunt caressed her face warmly. "Close your eyes and feel the cocks Cory," her voice instructed. "Feel the cocks, just like a good girl would." She let the darkness take her and focused on the tactile sensations coming from her rosebud; her lips; her flesh. Her control capitulated to her lust. She wanted to be a good girl. She needed to be a good girl. She was a good girl. Cum flooded her throat and surged into her stomach. Cum coated the inside of her anal passage white. And cum pulsed up her shaft; rocketing from her crown in thick creamy ropes.
"Good girl Cory, good girl."
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The two women lay on the bed naked with their arms around each other but watching the screen intently. They were both building as they did, their cocks thickening. It was a live feed, an off-center top view designed to take in the entire gynecological examination bed. Cory Kendall was strapped into the apparatus and being anally and orally penetrated with artificial cocks while she was being jacked through her third orgasm by Dr. Jessica Pang. Her nurse comforted, coddled, and cooed to the patient as she was indoctrinated into being a good girl. The two were hard and heavy themselves, it was easily apparent on camera. They had set the timers on both of the others for 17 minute cycles. That meant that both tools would start slow and go through speed increases every three minutes before releasing a load of warmed semen into both cavities simultaneously. It was up to the physician to time the release of the restrained teenager to match that clock. So far it looked to be working splendidly.
"We're going to have to advance the schedule Annika," Charlotte Mason concluded to her bedside companion. "She is taking to the training better than we could have hoped."
"Agreed," the other replied. "Tonight?"
"You feel like sleeping over?"
"I didn't bring pajamas. Is that going to be a problem?"
"Probably...not," the matriarch judged as her arousal reached another level. Over in the corner June canoodled with her sister Astrid. They slow fucked and fed each other shit as they watched the screen from a lesser angle; two girls on a date. She looked down at the two Halversson daughters, Ingrid and Riley. She had been thrusting her thickness into the mouth of the first while her Fenwell Group colleague Annika Schwartzstein and been doing the same with the younger. Her tingling had begun. So had Annika's.
Charlotte pushed off of the headboard and forced the girl onto her back forcing her steely rod down her throat even deeper. She aggressively plunged her stiffness down the girl's gullet over and over. "Yes, yes, yes, yes," she panted with every in stroke. Closer, closer, she was cresting her wave. "Cumming now girl, cumming. Take it, take it all," she commanded as she slammed her beef through the lips of her grandniece, her surge beginning.
Ingrid obeyed, letting herself be used. She pulled in on the woman's cheeks propelling her thrusting inwards as her mouth was swamped with lovely long spurts of her grandmother's creamy goodness.
End of Chapter 39