Meadowvale Academy Chapter 42
These stories involve anal fingering, anal sex, auto-fellatio, bondage, dom/sub relations, fellatio, golden showers, incest, infantilism, orgasm denial, mind control/behavioural training, scat, sex machines, sissification, sitophilia, smothering and voyeurism. If any of these things aren't your thing you may not want to read further.
Meadowvale Academy
Chapter 42: The Christmas Cum Drive Part 2
Joyce thrust in and out of Ariella's anal passage at an easy comfortable pace as she massaged the woman's clit with her fingers. Patricia was doing her part for the cause, stroking the real estate agent evenly in time with the other's fucking. Strapped in and unable to move appreciably, the nurse from Blackbridge Common watched as their auburn haired donor humped as she could as her head lolled around. It was obvious she was being pulled bit by bit towards her end.
"How much did she shoot in her first?" she asked the scientist as she increased her momentum.
"19.2 with Seedomil 2.0," replied her counterpart
"Wow! What are we hoping for with the second load?"
"I'll be happy with 10 or better, but if she is anything like her youngest, she might pop 15." She spotted Devon Van der Damme trying to collect herself after her donation and waved her over.
"You think it is genetic then?"
"It might be, that's what I'm hoping to find out. We'll have all three on tables today." Dr. Wellesley turned to the senior. "How would you like to help us out with Miss Reed here?"
"What do you need me to do?" she asked still somewhat drained.
"Nothing that will require you to stand," the researcher grinned. "Sit up here on our good Ariella. We think she needs a titty massage. Use the cream there."
The student slowly mounted the table and took her place, coating her breasts with the balm.
"That's right. Milk her now, see if you can get her to squirt," Patricia directed.
Ariella moaned as her slippery breasts were squeezed and pulled upon, her flesh sliding through greasy digits, her nipples tweaked each time. Her body couldn't decide which stimulus to answer to, there were so many. Her milk began to squirt in dueling streams of bliss. She felt the stroking and the thrusting build speed. The girl on top of her began sliding her rapidly hardening cock between her mounds as she pushed them together each time she kneaded them.
Devon couldn't believe how fast her balls were churning a new load. She could feel them getting heavy again as she rammed her tool in and out of the greasy valley faster and faster. It must have been those pills in the Virility Kits the clinic was handing out. The crack of her ass pinched the stiff wood behind her each time she withdrew. Streams of white accompanied her pushes forward. She could feel herself melting in lust. The lidded gazes of the pair met as they sped towards their cresting. Hands pulled her ass forward and she was in the woman's mouth. At the same time a groan sounded from behind her and the body below began to arch desperately. A tongue traced her vein and she humped rope after rope of her goo down the throat of Miss Reed.
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Stella removed the wingnut after maximizing the spreader, wedging the futagen's mouth open as far as it could go. "There we go; all snug and ready to help Miss Avery donate." She pinched each of the girl's nipples as her left hand slid down her torso. Over the flowered Happy Skorts, her fingers walked, caressing the scrotum beneath them. "Are you ready to help Miss Avery donate to the Christmas Cum Drive Amber?" she asked smiling down at her. The girl locked into the Cradle wore an unsure expression. She ran her right hand through her blonde hair lightly and kissed her forehead. "Shhhhhh," she soothed as she began to slide her slippery hand up and down the youngster's stiffened length. A small mewling followed accompanied by a gentle humping. "See, doesn't that feel nice? Up and down over and over. We'll make sure you have a great big cum. Take a big breath and hold it for us now. Here we go."
Candice had long since removed her panties in preparation for this. Her chunky 11 inches of flesh was solid and her balls overripe. She straddled the apparatus and backed herself over the padded seat. She had heard that the lab had asked for adjustments to be made. Now she understood what they were. The futagen's face, specifically the mouth and nose, was pushed up beyond the sitting surface about an inch. She could tell when she sat down; the girl's visage was wedged up there tightly. A milker arm, no doubt installed on these units specifically for this event, was dropped into place and her juicing length was enveloped inside. Stella flipped the switch and the siphoning action commenced. Candice sunk down even more as she spread the orbs of her 48 inch ass. Her sphincter dilated and the first of her fudge meandered downwards through stretched lips. Amber's training in toiletry had begun.
She had no other option but to swallow and keep swallowing. It was the only way she might breathe. Nurse Stella had told her to hold her breath but she wasn't sure how that was going to help. As Miss Avery's shit slithered into her mouth and across her tongue, she forced herself to push it further down her throat into her stomach. It tasted bitter and smelled worse but she had no choice; the flood of waste was unending. She was starting to feel faint, her awareness was fading. She could still feel Nurse Stella's hand on her cock, pumping up and down insistently. Her member had faded when she realized what was happening but the fingers were coaxing it back to life. She could no longer focus. Her body responded by reflex; by instinct. Sludge continued to flow from the orifice above uninterrupted, unimpeded. Her hips began to buck rhythmically in time to the relentless stroking. A connection between the taste of shit and her lust was being woven together. Her thrusting increased as the peak of her arousal came into view. She felt something cool and smooth surrounded her impending bliss. As yet another mushy log pushed its way in her balls gave forth their harvest in long thick white salvoes.
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Her semi-hard member marinating in a mixture of cum and girl juice, Cameron pried a reluctant Bethany away from her nipples.
"Back to work young lady," her mother admonished dropping two injection pens in a nearby medical waste container. "Get Bethany to help you out. I gave her a shot of the Pherocum Inhibitor as well."
The girl shrugged, somewhat exasperated, somewhat shamed. "Sorry Mom. I forgot mine this morning."
"Of all the mornings to forget, you picked this one. Well you've had your thrills now," she smiled, "People are waiting."
"Right," the senior nodded recovering some of her focus. She turned to her lover. "You're going to need to get off now."
"But I like it here."
"We both do, but you heard the woman, we have work to do. Up you get."
Bethany pulled a face but did remove herself from the lap of the brunette. Cameron looked at the room and her list. Dr. Annika and one of the Schwartzstein girls had formed a lump of lust with one of the futagens. "Best leave that alone," she cautioned to herself. "The Berniers were here now though." She motioned the pair over with her hand and turned to her mother once again.
"My table is currently unoccupied, I can take them," she prompted fielding the unasked question. "Send Bethany in with them after they do the questionnaire."
"On it."
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"She was a delightful little thing this girl they called Nari," Erin thought as the small Asian sleeved her thickening member in her ass. She had given two loads to the cause. This third on she wanted to put into something with a pulse. It was for this reason that as she sat on a chair against the wall of the communal lab, the futagen bounced up and down in her lap. Shy but willing, she jacked herself as the pair watched events unfold around them.
One of the other little ones was strapped into a Cradle and being facesat, no doubt fed as well, by her mother. Nurse Stella was also there, holding the girl's wrist, presumably to take her pulse. Desiree Van der Damme had long since finished donating but was still hanging around flitting from station to station as a volunteer. She was currently bringing forth an orgasm from a flustered but aroused Jessica Pang, stroking with one hand while holding a portable milking unit on her cock with the other.
The scientist was trying to track the loads of the strapped in Coral Reed. Her younger sister Willow plunged her piece in and out of her starfish as the older arched in release. "Was this her third?" she questioned silently, trying to remember. Their mother Ariella slid her hand up and down on her eldest daughter's wood, bringing her across. The tunnel that engulfed her began to flex as Nari's release overcame her and her seed spurted onto her chest. As she churned closer and closer to her own peak, Erin felt like she was getting a second wind.
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Annika slipped the sleeve of the sample container on her granddaughter's member just in time to catch her surging load. The ass in which her meaty shaft was buried flexed in time to the emptying of the student's balls. With a groan her own seed pulsed into the anal repository as she furiously rammed her tool in deeply again and again. She watched as Lorelei gulped down the cum from the futagen in front of her; her blonde head being forcefully shoved on and off of the pumping cock by the younger girl.
"Drink it down, let lovely Penelope fuck your face girl," the executive panted, gently pushing the budding dom/sub relationship along. She could see the eyes of the girl opposite drilling intensely into those of the student two years her senior. The brunette was sitting on the edge of the chair leaving Lorelei little choice but to crane her neck and stare up at her in supplication. "Those are good instincts," the woman mused. "And she isn't saying a word. Once she gets the patter down, she'll be a Queen."
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Having left Ariella Reed's rosebud full of her semen, Joyce wandered towards the back where Stella was helping a rather large brunette with her donations. It looked like this was her second release judging from the amount of white in the bag. At least she hoped it was. If it were one load it was surely be one of the largest she had seen. She could see the body of Amber strapped into some kind of seat or bed below the massive ass of the woman. Two more of the structures sat next to the occupied one. "These must be those Cradle things she had heard about," the redhead noted walking up on the trio, "made to break in shitsluts." She was glad to see that the young girl was getting trained. She was such a beauty and she had a pliable quality to her, a willingness to be molded. "This fit her," she decided mentally.
"What have we here?" the redhead asked as she pulled up on the two women. "Looks like the donations are piling up. How did Amber do?" she queried further nodding to the trapped girl.
"Why don't you asked her yourself," the short haired brunette countered with a grin as she stood. "I'm about done here." As she did the girl start to breath once more.
"Candice Avery, Joyce Weathersby," Stella introduced as she continued gently jacking the girl back up to stiffening. "Candice teaches Biology at the academy, Joyce and I went to Ridgeway together."
"How long was she under there?"
"4:42; She was pretty good for a first smothering with Carettathol," the school nurse commented. "She'll probably be over five minutes by the end of the weekend."
Joyce had read the file on the new breath holding drug but didn't realize just how effective it could be until she saw it in action. The chaperone saw that her charge had been fitted with an oral spreader. Stella passed her the adjuster and she proceeded to loosen it off and remove it, smiling down at the girl. "How was my little angel's first feeding?" she asked as she caressed her face, sliding excess waste that had smeared it into her now freed mouth. She glanced down to see the futagen's flesh firming up again. "You want more don't you?" She replaced Stella's and with her own as her friend lowered her panties. "Why are you even wearing those?" she joked spreading her legs to reveal that she was going commando.
"Well, technically, we are supposed to be working," the other shrugged.
"What are these that she is wearing?"
"Happy Skorts. A local clothier designed them; she does a lot of lingerie," the blonde explained to her former classmate. "You should visit while you're in town. They are made for this. They can shit freely in them. The crotch expands as needed so it holds quite a bit. Her holes are still accessible through the two triple lined valves on the bottom. Same kind of valve keeps things airtight around the base of the cock. And she can feed herself her own fudge through the pocket there."
"Looks like a lot of thought went into them," she judged listening to the other list off all the features.
"This is version 3.0. There are also optional buttplug and vibrator options that can be used as well," she added as she straddled the apparatus and backed over the futagen.
"You hear that Amber. You can shit whenever you want now," Joyce cooed as she continued her stroking. The hips of the 12 year old were gently humping in rhythm to the massage, like an incoming tide. "Open up now, let Nurse Stella feed you some more." The girl's chest rose as she inhaled deeply. Her lips parted. And then her face was encased in flesh once again.
Her mouth made a willing seal around the sphincter that pushed down upon it, opening as it expanded to give forth its prize. The fudgy snake descended and coiled on her tongue. She chewed and gulped, gorging on her second sludgy helping of the day. It was easier this time, now that the thing that held her mouth open the first time was no longer there. That said it did teach her how to swallow rapidly for an extended amount of time if nothing else. "Enough thinking," her lust spoke, "Time to feed." And it was.
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Bethany pistoned her beefy member in and out of Crystal's rosebud while jacking her with one hand and dipping into her pussy with the other. The pair had commandeered one of the two break tables in the large room for their tryst. The structure was kicking up against the wall with each of their thrusts, making a discernable clunking sound now that they were getting more frenetic with their lovemaking. The shy, braided brunette was emitting a steady stream of high pitched squeaks with each plunge. "Oh, so your mouth does make noise," the junior teased as she increased her momentum.
"Yup," she confirmed with a single word as she bounced up and down on the blonde's length. She found that she liked the Vickers girl. For certain, she had heard what others had said about her, about how she could cut deeply with sharp words coated in honey. It was all she had to go on really as she rarely crossed paths with her at school. But she had been nice to her today. She found it hard to reconcile the rumours with what she was experiencing now.
She could sense that was attempting to get her to talk more. Her mother always urged her to express herself more. Her current partner likely picked up on that on their way in. It's not like she was overly shy. Others thought so, but that really wasn't it. It actually had to do with growing up around local politics. The 15 year old was by no means a wizened old soul, but she had come to realize just how little words could be worth over time. She decided that, she wouldn't use any if possible and if necessary, to use as few as she could. She never wanted to painted with the `speak much, do little' brush. She wanted to do the opposite. Still, the girl kissing her neck was trying. "This is fun!" she blurted out.
If she had a third hand Bethany would have face palmed.
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The four women, two mothers, two daughters, pulled into the parking lot of Meadowvale Health Clinic shortly before 1 PM. All were dressed for easy access in anticipation of the cum drive and each had been given a Virility Kit at the beginning of the week by Doris. Rebecca Cantwell steered her Lexus SUV into a parking spot which was over half full. She nodded to Hannah Gallagher sitting next to her in the front seat, "Seems like the Van der Damme's got here early."
"They look utterly drained," the principal remarked noticing the decorator and her daughter slowly walking to their car in a fog.
"In more ways than one," joked the larger lady.
"Are we there yet?" asked Abigail Gallagher facetiously from the back seat with a grin.
"Shut up girl," came an equally mocking response from the front.
Kelsey Cantwell emerged from the vehicle amused by the exchange. "It is time for us all to do our civic duty. Time for everyone to sacrifice and contribute to our community" she intoned dramatically before cackling at the absurdity of clothing what was essentially a public orgy in the robes of nobility. The others followed suit as the quartet walked towards the door.
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Angela Avery smoothed out the lab jacket she was wearing as she stood beside Cameron near the table. She had already given two loads this morning and her anal canal was slickened with the seed of Evelyn Kendall. Dr. Doris had asked her to volunteer in exchange for extra community credits. All students were required to put in 100 hours of community work. Normally she spent her time tending public spaces, landscaping under Violet Foster and Sigrid Nilsson for the most part. This was a bit new for her.
Despite her earlier contributions she was firming again so she crossed her hands over her crotch to hide her bulge. She was supposed to be helping after all. Still it wasn't easy. Everywhere she looked people were either recovering from an orgasm or being pulled towards one. Miss Davis and her three daughters were waiting their turn but not really. Her geography teacher was currently drilling the futagen she had been told was Imogen as the girl own spunk streamed onto the tits of the woman. Hailey and her older sister Jasmin were filling both of their younger sister Stacey's holes. "At least the last was filling a sample container," she noted. The older woman with Lorelei Schwartzstein, had just pulled out of her mouth and slammed the ever present clear plastic tube over the end of her cock in time to catch her surging. She was getting so horny. Again. "Maybe just a little touch, a little one," she ventured. She let one finger dip beneath her jacket and slide along the shaft. Reflexively she rocked forward slightly, pushing her member into her crossed hands. She bit down on her lip to stifle a moan. Then the breeze from outside stirred the funk in the air around a bit more as her school principal Miss Gallagher, her English teacher Miss Cantwell, her daughter Kelsey, and another brunette entered.
"We're here," Rebecca called as she spotted Cameron, before she and her party were hit full in the face with the aroma of arousal. The teacher knew full well what she had walked into. The door closed behind them and the Pherocum in the air intensified. They attempted to move across the floor around various trysts steering them this way and that to the desk the senior was seated behind. Not all of them made it.
Abigail paused momentarily as the ones ahead of her negotiated a path and felt a hand slide across her ass and find her crevice. She stopped moving and parting her legs pushed back slightly against the caress. Moments later the lithe girl was bent over the back of a chair as she was slowly filled in the rear by large cock belonging to a buxom blonde woman in a lab jacket. She was easily sunk into her depths and the pair began a rhythmic fucking as a hand closed on her organ and jacked her. Something was then slipped onto her shaft but she didn't bother to look to see what. There was a bonding taking place, a mutual biological imperative being served.
The principal looked behind her for her daughter, back from university just in time for the Christmas Cum Drive. She had been holding her hand, but then wasn't. "When had I let go?" she asked herself. She couldn't remember. She spotted her leaning over one of the waiting room chairs as a blonde nurse about the size of Stella sawed in and out of her ass as she jacked her. "Who was she?" she wondered. She vaguely remembered someone telling her something about someone but it was vague and fuzzy. "Maybe if I stepped outside," she rationalized turning back towards the door. She didn't know how it happened, but one moment she was trying to leave and then next she was pumping her hardened girth in and out of Abigail's mouth. "Make me cum Abby, make me cum," she muttered as she felt her child's tongue bath her wood in saliva. "Yes, yes, make me cum.
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Candice hammered her length in and out Amber's ass now, she was closing in on her fourth load of the day. The squishing sound of her motions, the mushy sliding of waste on her member was propelling her towards a carnal abyss. The girl's own hands were working on her length as she was fed dollops of shit from the pile on her torso by Joyce. The redheaded nurse looked to be trying to make snacking on shit as normal and mundane for her charge as eating a bowl of popcorn.
Her eldest and one of the other futagens, a young Asian, wandered up to the group. "Seems were attracting a bit of a crowd," she thought inwardly as she pistoned. The youngest was lifted up by Stella and sunk onto the cock of the strapped in blonde anally. The pair started moving in unison matching the teacher's momentum as the chaperone found she had a second mouth to feed. The blonde nurse then turned to Erin and kissed her deeply. It was a long, languid thing. The older pulled the younger in by her ass, her larger hardness mashing up against her opposite's as the dry humped. Their lips disengaged and gazing into her eyes she pushed down on the senior's shoulders, making her desire clear. Moments later her leaking length was engulfed in moistness.
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Though both mother and daughter had experienced Pherocum first hand in the past, it by no means meant they pair had built up any sort of immunity to its effects. It did help prepare them however. So when Rebecca Cantwell and her daughter Kelsey arrived at Cameron's desk their mutual arousal was not unexpected, nor unwelcomed. The bulge behind the latex of the former's red mini was plain to see. Equally obvious was a similar tent within the blue jean overall shorts of the latter.
"You both need to cum don't you?" Cameron asked as she lightly fingered the bump of what and then the other. "Yes, yes you do," she answered herself clinically as she stood and walked around the surface. "Nurse Angela, please grab two sample containers and join me here," she instructed as she hiked up Rebecca's dress and sat both women on the desktop. "Bring a doubler as well."
The short haired blonde took a moment to register that someone was talking to her but she noticed the situation and heard the words `sample containers' and drew the correct conclusion. Emerging from her fog of arousal she fetched the items in question.
"One of those as well," Cameron nodded, indicating the second item she requested, picking up on the fact that the girl wasn't sure what she meant. The latest in the Cockblocker line of penile accessories, this one was not meant to be punitive but pleasure enhancing. All the regular features were still there, including the detactable rectum spreader/prostate massager arm. What was new and different about this model was that a dildo some eight inches long was underslung on the cockring. This allowed one person to fuck two holes at the same time. The real secret was the adjustable mount. It was an adaptation based off of the similar feature on the stimulation arm of the examination tables.
The senior popped the snaps on the one piece her teacher was wearing allowing her leaking twelve inches to fully flex. "Oh yes, you certainly do need to cum don't you," she teased as she started jacking her, "That does feel nice doesn't it?" Angela made her way back around to the trio with the needed items. "Take over for me here," she directed. "She's close so make sure you get the sample container on her cock before she shoots, OK?"
The first year nodded, still a tad fuzzy but clearing. She lubed up her hand and leaning in took the flesh in her fingers. The Avery girl then continued the masturbation of the woman as the latter began moving her hips methodically towards her climax.
Cameron moved onto Kelsey who had already slipped out of her garments and was jacking herself. She strapped on the doubler and laid the girl on the desktop. Putting the young brunette's ankles on her shoulders she turned on the vibrator and pushed into both holes causing the Cantwell girl to groan as she humped back. Her thrusting was intense; the senior didn't even have to move. She just let the other fuck herself on her twin prongs of carnality. The receptionist lubed up her hand and brought it to the younger organ. As before, it was all she need do. The motion that pushed Kelsey towards her end was provided by the girl herself.
She had a lovely cock, this one. She was already almost there. Cameron started crowning her with her other hand. She mewled with each stroke at this new touch. "Give me your seed baby girl, give me your seed," she coaxed as she placed the nozzle of the sample container over the mushroom. She could feel her throb now. Sliding her hand down below, she massaged her balls and let the first year jack herself to glory. "There we go," she smiled as her release overwhelmed her in waves. She arched wildly as surge after surge of her white goo erupted into the plastic. "Good girl Kelsey, good girl."
End of Chapter 42