Meadowvale Academy Chapter 50
These stories involve anal fingering, anal fisting, anal sex, auto-fellatio, bondage, coprophagia, dom/sub relations, exhibitionism, fellatio, golden showers, incest, infantilism, lactation, orgasm denial, mind control/behavioural training, 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 50: New Years Eve at Gemini's Part 4
Evelyn smacked her lips as she gobbled down another log from Kirsten. She was loaded tonight, this was the third piece she fed her and all were of good size for a girl her age. She had already munched down meals from Elke and little Tina since Iris had given the girls their cue. Prior to her view being blocked she had noted the positions of the other teens. Her cock was being jacked by the Asian and Bree was wildly ploughing her seven inches into her pussy. She was having a hard time keeping her stroke straight given the difference between her girth and the diameter of the nurse's pink. Ellery was now fisting her ass after working her entire hand in a finger at a time. Kayleigh meanwhile was doing double duty on her tits milking both for all she was worth, streams of white liquid squirting in the air. She had no idea exactly what the younger Maertens girl was up to but heard her high pitched squeal from her left so she assumed it was something pleasurable. The buxom blonde under the ministrations of the Charles girl, could feel her pipe warming and lengthening. She knew she would soon be giving herself head.
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"Should be in the back romping room as usual, but ask her to be sure," Pineapple instructed her younger sister indicating the youngest Cready girl standing some 20 feet away with a tray.
"We will if we can get her attention," Strawberry shot back as she glanced at the movie screen the waitress seemed to be entranced by. It showed Keaton Forsythe sitting on the face of someone strapped into a Cradle, she couldn't tell who. Dr. Doris was sitting on a chair beside her wearing a headset and some kind of laptop or tablet was set up next to her. The other half of the split screen showed a view of the bartender's shit piling into the mouth below which was held open by an oral spreader. She could hear the school physician coaxing the girl beneath the mocha orbs.
"Good girl, Allison, good girl!"
"Allison," the frosh puzzled. "Surely that couldn't be..."
"Let Keaton give you all of her goodness. Let her fill you up while you fill your pants. You are so full of shit today Allison, so full. And your balls," she exclaimed as her hand massaged the trapped girl's gonads. "Do you feel them swelling now? That means the medicine is starting to take effect." Her member bobbed slightly, stirring but still floppy and soft. "Your cock seems to agree with me. Feeding you shit while you shit yourself is a gooooood thing."
The scene was getting the dreadlocked frosh really hot. Her two charges were also getting turned on, rocking back and forth together, letting their hands wander. She needed to get them where they should be. She knew Elizabeth Cready from Adderwood; she was a year behind her. Even though she was younger she was almost a half foot taller than the herbalist's daughter. She was a member of the volleyball team and was a decent bet to make the track team as well in the spring. The waitress though was a natural. She played every sport she could at Adderwood and was the star of each team. "It wouldn't surprise me if she triple lettered," Strawberry speculated. "Right now though, athletics, at least the kind you watch on TV, wait...scratch that, whatever, sports, they weren't on her mind." She took the hands of the two reluctant young girls and dragged them to Elizabeth.
"Hey Lisbet," she addressed the girl still engrossed by the live stream. "She was definitely right there, her hard on said so," mused the shorter blonde. "Lisbet," she said louder pinching her side which caused her to snap out of her reverie.
"Oh hi," she stumbled momentarily. "Welcome to Gemini's and Happy New Year!" she returned an obviously instructed greeting.
"Great, a sex zombie," the other remarked silently. "She probably hadn't served a drink since the show started. She really needed a good couple of orgasms," the Roundtree girl determined. "She's coming with us." She removed the tray from the Adderwood senior's hand and set it down, replacing it with Stacey Ellis's clammy fingers. Grabbing one of Phoebe's and then Elizabeth's other, she lead the quartet through the horny crowd. "If they aren't there, we'll keep looking," she reasoned. "And if we still can't find them?" she continued, glancing at the Cready girl's 10 inches, "still working on that."
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The two young lovers took in their surroundings from the middle of the dance floor. There were more people in the hall than there were places to sit so many went without. Their hands lightly flitted about each other's bodies as they looked for a more permanent perch. Tyler spotted the principal and a younger version who only could be her daughter double teaming Crystal Bernier, a classmate of hers from homeroom. The two were each plunging in and out of one of the student's lower holes while her cock was stroked and her nipples pinched.
Kelsey Cantwell was getting the same treatment from Cassandra Mitchell and her mother on a nearby sofa. She couldn't tell from where she stood but wondered if the latter had the former's length. A little off to the side her younger sister Riley was making her presence known to the second Mitchell daughter, Deirdre. The latter was in classic Sissydick position, being thrust into from behind, as her 10 inch caramel pipe was stroked with two hands courtesy of her sibling.
There were various groups and couplings heavily involved with each other while they watch what looked to be a live feed coming from the restroom. Her home room teacher was feeding Allison Waverly a massive log of her waste. She couldn't actually see the senior but the murmurings she was hearing from others as well as the accompanying patter by Dr. Doris confirmed it was indeed the girl who had invited her to her 18th birthday party not too long ago. Ironically, it had been that night that had started her own road to depravity that eventually led to her arrival as a dominatrix.
The live stream showed Doris watching Allison's member begin to lose some of its flaccidity as more filth was forced on her. She reached down and pushed on the Happy Pants feeling the sludge slide aside under her pressure until she found the girl's nut-sack. "Oh, you are getting so big down there Allison. This is a good sign. It means you getting close to saturation." On the split screen another brown snake from Miss Cantwell made its way into her gullet. She massaged her balls as she continued. "Your life is going to be so much better once you get there; so much better."
"What a load," the sophomore muttered as the length pushed into the girl's maw. She had no idea this was happening tonight, but it fit in with what she had in mind anyway. She looked around to be sure they were separated by enough space for the surrounding patrons to have a good view then turned to her slave. "It's time for your introduction sweetie. Sit on your heels for me."
"Yes Mistress Tyler," Cory replied, sinking to her knees.
"Head up, mouth open," she commanded. Wordlessly the other obeyed as the middle Halversson girl popped the snaps on her one piece and backed herself over the stretched red lips. "Be a good slave, don't let any spill. You know what will happen if you do."
"Yes, Mistress Tyler."
The sophomore sealed her rosebud to the ruby pillows the Cory provided her. Her sphincter bloomed and she fed the first of her filth to her now public toilet. "Every girl should have someone like this," she reasoned silently. She sighed and turned her attention back to the screen as more of her waste descended into the gullet of the slave below.
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The quartet rounded the corner and could hear the orgy through the door. "I think we found it," Strawberry announced as she turned the knob. They had changed things in the back since last year. The room they had used had been converted into something, she wasn't sure what; it was locked. Fortunately, after a couple more tries, they found what they were looking for. They entered and took in the scene. Iris Hardin sat on a chair, slamming her member up into the pussy of the youngest Maertens girl, while watching the restroom feed on a wall mounted big screen. Her English teacher Miss Caldwell looked like she was getting her ass cleaned by Allison, her time on the senior nearly done. Dr. Doris was still commentating on events happening there. However, as horny as that was making the frosh, what was happening on the cushioned leather floor pit in front of her was far more interesting. All the Adderwood seniors she expected to be there were. Bree Vickers, Ellery Hardin, Kirsten Bergheim, Tina Charles, and Kayleigh Harper were crowded around a blonde woman with an absolutely stunning ass. Margot Tremblay, Wendy Ellesmere, and Lola Devereaux were involved in their own tangle of limbs off to the side.
The latter was lying on her back, ankles tied to wrists, with both further restrained by a pair of poles in the floor. Her rosebud, pointed upwards, was geysering up a thick log of soft shit and not the first. There looked to be enough sludge for there to have been two other lengths beyond the one being born now. The hole looked to have been recently gaped, "Likely the work of Ellery," she surmised silently. The youngest Hardin was spreading the waste around on the body of the woman, once in a while sticking a couple of fingerfuls in her mouth to snack. Kayleigh was stroking the blonde's sizable piece, her hands coated with lubricating brown. It was sliding between woman's tits nearly touching her chin, which told Strawberry there was more than shit on the stick. Little blonde Bree had backed herself over the available mouth and piled her own fudge into the woman's eager mouth. Kirsten and Tina, both liberally smeared with the tasty paste were coupling beside the others. The latter was being fed by digits from multiple sources while her starfish was being plowed into by the Bergheim girl's seven inches. The Asian girl's little organ glided in a furrow of filth, trapped between two mid-sections.
Phoebe didn't wait for any kind of instructions. She pulled away from her chaperone and darted towards the Hardin girl. She'd always thought that she was pretty and she was made even prettier by her face paint. She scooped up some sludge and coated her member, then pushed her slickened organ into the ass of her opposite. Her hands found the shaft and pink of the other. The two girls sighed and thrust and stroked and kissed as squishy tingling sounds ensued.
""Well, that was easy," Strawberry remarked. She led the waitress over to where the Charles girl was getting her prostate massaged by her German counterpart and followed the lead of the young Onasis. She placed the crown of her cock at the rim of Kirsten's rosebud and kissed the athlete. "Have at it Lisbet." The tall girl pushed her 10 inches into the Bergheim girl's rear passage burying her length with one implacable stroke. Trapping Tina between them, the larger pair locked her into a steady plunging, crackling rhythm.
The Roundtree girl lightly stroked her leaking member. She didn't have Elizabeth's girth but she did match her length. "That just leaves you and me," the Roundtree girl declared to the girl standing with her. Bending Stacey over at the waist, she did a quick two finger check and found that the redhead was carrying a full load. She looked over at Bree Vickers. The girl was still feeding the woman with the body that wouldn't quit. The latter's tool was now pushing against her lips. "She has a lot to eat there but we can still add to her menu," she reasoned sitting the Ellis girl down so her ass cheeks pushed up against the young blonde girl's. "Spread yourself Stacey, give all your shit to the lovely woman. She looks very, very hungry." Strawberry looked down between the two girls as her charge obeyed. The head of the woman's shaft pushed into her mouth; she was clearly getting close. The two snakes of sludge then descended from separate sphincters and piled on top of the thrusting pipe.
She couldn't see now. She could barely breathe. More soft chocolate buried her face. Her cock embedded itself deeper and deeper in her throat with each incursion. And each time it did, it brought with it a fresh serving of shit. Another log of her waste gained its freedom as it pushed up from her rosebud. It flopped over onto her balls and was massaged into all of the places that she wished it would be. She sighed and continued her feast. Then, quite unexpectedly, an intruder and not one unwelcome. As she felt more of her feces work its way towards its escape, a mushroom plunged through the filth, forcing an alternate flow. In and out it pounded, its passage eased by the lubrication of her bowel. Again and again it rubbed up against her prostate, rapidly pulling her into an undertow of lust. She swallowed the waste as she was brought closer and closer. She let her mouth relax, drowning in carnality. She let the throbbing cock in her anal canal drive the momentum of her own member's thrusting. She surrendered, she surrendered to it all. Evelyn's lips were stretched and she began swallowing her sustenance of both brown and white.
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The two first years kissed deeply as the semen of one pumped into the rosebud of the other and the latter gulped down her own load from a thoroughly extended cock. Still slick with Beanstalk, Deirdre Mitchell's member was being stroked by both of Riley Halversson's hands as the two girls arched through the orgasms. Beside them, the mother and older sister of the former were starting to gain speed in their dual pistoning of Kelsey Cantwell. They had already filled both of her holes once with their pearly cream. The glitch, glitch, glitch chorus of their smooth passage only added to the intoxicating mixture of the sights, smells, and sounds of carnality.
Riley watched her friend's body flop about, lips parted, eyes glassy as she was furrowed relentlessly for the second time by two dark fleshy pythons. The redhead pushed the pair to their knees as she emptied the last of her cum into the other girl. She slowed down her stroking of hands and cock as both spent their last until one pushed back on the other as the other slumped forward on the one. She tingled as her wood began to soften, marinating in anal slop partially of her own making. The pair kissed deeply in their aftermath.
"Watch what I do baby," the Halversson girl advised withdrawing from her cock's comfy home. She slid off of one end of the sofa, walked to the other and swung a leg over the trapped brunette. "Every Tuesday evening for the past month I've been the personal toilet for you," she explained to her classmate, allowing her to make her browned pipe shiny and clean. "Your mother, your aunt, your sister, the principal; all of you fed me again and again." She pulled out of her mouth and sealed her starfish to the slackened lips of the Cantwell girl. "Now it is my turn," she smiled as she caressed her face and hair. "Now I get to feed you." Riley slumped down upon her, let her sphincter blossom, and began to nourish Kelsey with shit she had been saving for three days.
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Her mistress pushed her cock once more into the ass of her one-holed slave as she jacked her captured tool. As was normal, whatever ensemble Cory wore inevitably included a Cockblocker and a pair of Happy Pants. It was expected. She accepted it. It was her place. Her head was pulled back by the leash in her owner's hand. Her mouth stretched open to welcome another slimy length from the woman who sat upon her mouth. This would be her third. She didn't know who she was. She wondered if Mistress Tyler did. She couldn't remember her mentioning the woman by name. Not that it mattered. All that was important was that she was fed. It felt so good when shit slid over her tastebuds as she was jacked. She might be allowed to cum, she might not. It would be at the whim of her mistress either way.
"Gail," Brenda La Salle greeted cordially as she walked up holding the hand of her daughter. "Glad to see you could make it tonight. Florence says you work too hard. I agree. I rarely see you downtown anymore." The short haired blonde reached down and fondled the other's half-hard pipe to its full length. The town planner wasn't overly endowed but she provided a satisfying ride nonetheless.
The Bernier woman flexed involuntarily at the sudden touch of the caress, the seal of her sphincter on the lips of the girl kneeling behind her loosening slightly. A quick following of the latter re-established the link as the teasing continued. She relaxed once again and began to expel a fourth log.
"I see your emptying the tank," the shop owner commented. "She looks well trained. How is she?"
"Good...very...good," the smaller woman croaked struggling slightly.
"Jennifer, our dear Miss Bernier is having difficulties," Brenda pointed out. "You are having difficulties aren't you Gail?"
"Difficulties," the feeder repeated as the stroking continued.
"Perhaps you can help her out Dear," the blonde suggested turning to her daughter.
Jennifer La Salle dropped to her knees and engulfed the town planner's length with her lips.
"Don't think I don't see you back there young lady," the La Salle woman chided recognizing the girl who had feasted on waste in her shop three weeks ago. "Is this your doing?" she queried indicating the dining girl with the collar and leash.
"Primarily, but I had help," Tyler answered as she continued grinding away at her slave's prostate while jacking her.
"What's her name?"
"Cory. She's quite well trained."
"Just like you were," the shopkeeper added silently as she squatted down behind her as Gail finished getting cleaned by the other and pulled up her panties.
"You've turned into quite a beauty haven't you?" she asked rhetorically feeling up her breasts. "You've filled out quite well since the last time I saw you. Such nice tits you have, the bra feels a bit tight though," she added frowning slightly. "I'll bet you're a C cup now."
Tyler nodded as she tried to keep her carnal cadence. "35 C."
"You must stop by again, we have some new designs you absolutely must see."
"Okay," she labored, faltering in her stroke as her tits were squeezed and pinched by the woman.
"Uh oh, you seem to losing your rhythm," she remarked kissing the back of her neck. "But you want to cum so badly don't you? Yes, yes, you do. I'll help you out young lady. I'll help you cum."
Brenda pulled on Tyler's shoulders, causing the sophomore to disengage from her slave and laid her on her back. She quickly removed her gold sequin wrap and turned the girl around. Flipping her legs onto her shoulders she pushed her 12 inch beastly girth into her anal canal implacably until her balls rested against the girlie-girl's ass. "Wow!" she panted She had heard about this new treatment the Halversson girls were getting, some kind of enema. She was tight. She was moist. She was flexible. It usually took longer than that for her to get her cock to bottom, even with Quinn who was used to the width. She nodded to the trio that had been standing off to the side out of Tyler's line of sight the entire time as she began her deep drilling.
The blonde ringleader of the seduction watched the two Forsythe sisters lay the second one-holed girl next to the first. Kelly shoved her tool through the artificial sphincter of the garment and ploughed into the Cory's ass. Her sister meanwhile sunk her larger organ into the willing mouth of the pixie haired brunette. For the second time that night the siblings began pumping into holes that were soon to mutate. Quinn followed them out and pulled the girl's legs from her bosses shoulders bending her in half. Pinning the girl's limbs beneath her own she inserted her eight inches through the parted lips of the mistress made slave once more.
The two clothiers plunged into the sophomore in unison again and again, each of their members enjoying a wet massage of lust. "She was so loose, so physically pliable," Brenda marveled as her crown relentlessly kneaded the student's prostate as she jacked her. "Wait for the change, Quinn. Wait for her to change," she instructed, momentarily glancing over to where her daughter Jennifer was now hammering into Gail Bernier's sloppy pink from behind. As her mushroom began to leak, she could feel the start of the mutation take hold. Ribs formed within the anal walls and massaged her throbbing rod as she was siphoned. A groan from her colleague told her the something similar was taking place above. "Now baby, now!" she directed feeling both her piece and the one in her hand thicken. The Harper girl quickly swung around so she was facing in the other direction and dropped her rosebud onto Tyler's mouth. The mutated tongue shot out and delved into the girl's pussy and she desperately jacked herself. She opened and her first long soft log forced its way into the gullet surrendered. Two fisted cocks erupted in white splattering their seed on sweaty bodies as a third flooded the cavern below.
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Doris pushed another anaconda of waste through the spreader into Allison's mouth. This was her fifth. The girl's cock was semi-hard now and arched slightly. It still lay against the Happy Pants but it was twitching regularly trying to pick itself up off of the proverbial mat. The garment itself was expanding fast. The physician had special ordered this particular pair to have extra capacity in the back for precisely this reason. Our girl was going to be fed a lot tonight.
All three of the seniors had splashed their loads onto the torso before them and were currently entangled with each other, three girls in two chairs with six hands and numerous places to put them, not to mention three hardened pipes.
"Now Dr. Doris?" Erin asked once more nodding towards the cock that was slowly starting to come to life. She was obviously quite impatient to play with the organ in front of her.
"Not quite yet," she smiled as she started her sixth sludgy treat on its way. "I know what you can do Miss Avery. Miss Avery here is going to run a test for us to see how close our Allison here is to saturation," She announced to the unseen watchers. "She is going to run her hand along the outside of the panties pushing the contents aside until she can feel Allison's balls and tell me how big there are. This should give us a good indication to where she is in the process. If we are lucky, she might be ready to ring in the New Year." She turned to the girl. "You will have to unfasten the feed pouch so the shit you move will have somewhere to go."
More cheering and whistling was heard.
Erin proceeded carry out her assigned task as dutifully as she could. Given that Madison was jacking her from behind while she was trying made things more difficult. Amanda meanwhile had been hoisted atop her English teacher's beef, her pussy sliding down its length while Keaton Forsythe pushed into her rosebud. The redhead rested her head on Miss Cantwell's large breasts and idly watched as both of her holes were rhythmically drilled. The blonde loosened off the top of the feed pouch and pushed down on the Happy Pants were Allison's balls should be, causing a soft mass of shit to ooze out onto the brunette's stomach.
"Perhaps you spread that around a bit for us Madison?" the school doctor asked sweetly as she was cleaned. "I didn't even have to ask," she noted silently. The black haired girl abandoned the flesh she was occupied with to massage the slimy pile into the class reps breasts.
"Wow!" Erin blurted, wide eyed. "They're huge!" She looked at the physician. "They are as big as peaches!"
"What a wonderful idea Miss Avery," Doris proclaimed. "That's going to be your name from now on. Henceforth, Allison, you shall be known as Peaches, in honour of your massive gonads!"
Howls of laughter echoed in from outside as Doris stood up finished. The older blonde peered down at the girl restrained and then at her 11 inch member now standing proudly erect.
"I do believe Peaches is ready. As Miss Avery has reported, her balls have grown considerably. This is a permanent change so long as the proper stimulus is provided. As you can see her cock couldn't be any harder," she explained as she undid the oral spreader and removed it from the head brace. "It is now time for us to see if our experiment worked. Regina, if you will."
Allison looked on with horror as her mother, bald in her glory stood up from the Cradle she had been lying in and approached her captured daughter. The girl then realized in her arrogance she had neglected to notice that the woman had never been restrained at all. She reached down and removed the Cockblocker from her pipe, wordlessly indicating that it had no effect on her.
"Oh, it still makes the buzzing sound," she remarked grinning. "But that's all it does. Surprised?"
"This...this can't be happening," Allison babbled. "I'm the senior class representative! I have a good chance at being valedictorian!"
"Yes, yes you were and yes, you might have been," her mother agreed.
"I'm going to university in the fall to learn medicine!"
The ex-principal straddled her child and slid backwards wedging her mouth open directly underneath her massive blossom. "Oh you will still go to university in the fall Peaches," she confirmed taking the headset from Doris and donning it herself. "You'll just learn everything you need to know before you go, here and now. We'll teach you, Doris and I. The girls in here. All of the women out there. All of them. They will teach you too. Over and over and over again. You will learn sooooo much."
"Time?" asked the doctor.
"11:59:45"
The countdown from the other room could be heard loud and clear.
"Erin, start to stroke her exactly at midnight. Maddie, you should start milking her tits at the same time."
The lack of an oral spreader as she lay beneath her mother's rosebud made her feel in some weird way complicit.
"Five!"
I never wanted this.
"Four!"
I never wanted any of this!
"Three!"
I had everything all planned out.
"Two!"
Where did I go wrong?"
"One!"
"Happy New Year!"
Her mother's sphincter bloomed and a thick, unending vine of shit poured out of her ass and coiled in her mouth. She was forced to swallow. At the same time she was pumped once by the sludgy hand of Erin. A nice long rope of cum erupted from her steely girth. Her breasts were kneaded. Long streams of milk were pulled from each. Everything moved as one. Each gulp gave her a new tingling of ecstasy. Each stroke launched another wonderful spurt of her semen. Each time her tits were tugged they gave forth twin liquid gifts. Over and over, relentless in its smothering bliss, her education continued. Each time her throat flexed with the fudgy treasure her mother fed her, Erin pulled on her stiffened tool and Maddie squeezed her areolas. And each time they did so another length of her pearly cream geysered up accompanied by two smaller, thinner spurts. A small fissure in her resistance had appeared.
Allison didn't notice when her wrists were untied or realize her hands were being moved, but suddenly there they were, gripping her hardened girth as a second pair helped move them up and down. The pace was maintained. Each swallow became a stroke, became a surge. Her Happy Pants refilled themselves, more of her waste piled upon her body. Her mother's ass rose from her head but a last long length of her prize was coiled upon her face within each reach of her greedy tongue. As she guided more into her mouth she noticed for the first time that she was humping upwards each time the hands on her cock, her hands and hers alone, brought forth another rope of her thick white seed.
And then Pineapple Roundtree was sitting beside her smiling down somehow angelic, using the pile of shit and cum on her body to give her a facial with one hand and feeding her fingerfuls with the other. And each time she did she surged. The dreadlocked girl removed one of the brunette's hands from her organ and dipped it into the mound of fudge, then brought it to the mouth of the trapped girl. She looked deeply into her eyes as she pushed the brown treasure between her lips. Again she arched, again she released. She repeated the process, once, twice, a third time. Peaches understood now. She could feed herself. As long as she could eat shit, she could live in bliss.
She began gorging on her nourishing filth with one hand and jacking herself with the other. She continued feeding, continued stroking, continued cumming. Even as nozzles with hoses leading to reservoirs were attached to her nipples and girth she couldn't stop. She was lost in a world of sludge and didn't want to be found. The unending fountaining she had been brought to a willful disorientation. More faces began to appear over the shoulder of the dreadlocked girl. Victoria Cready, her mother Katherine, Madison's mother and aunt, the Clearwaters, the Averys. More and more tried to squeeze in. She spotted Mayor Mitchell and her daughters. She could hardly wait until they were at the front of the line. She arched again as her taste buds were coated with paste. Panties were shed, snaps undone.
A switch was flipped and the mechanical siphoning commenced. The fluids of her carnality began to be being harvested. She became one with the machine. She had become livestock. She shoved a huge handful of shit into her mouth, jamming it open as she looked to her most recent teacher. The blonde girl nodded knowingly, and having already removed her undergarments, straddled the other, smiling down the crack of her ass. She pushed her rosebud open and forced her first stool's descent into the waiting maw. Peaches surrendered willingly, preparing to be fed again. And again. And again.
End of Chapter 50