Meadowvale Academy Chapter 77
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Meadowvale Academy
Chapter 77: The Girls are Back in Town: Part 1
The six of them sat around, stood near, or leaned against the bar at Gemini's each with a mug of coffee in hand. The interior had been laid out much like it had for the New Year's Eve Party. Tables had been moved, crowded a bit closer together, some removed entirely, so that an open area in the middle could be created. Victoria Cready moved the coffee pot from one to the next, re-filling as needed. Keaton Forsythe stood conversing with the town's Fire Chief Alma Ozolina. The restaurateur's two daughters Kelly and Kirby meanwhile had taken up position on either side of Zita Ozolina, Meadowvale's By-Law Administrator and Alma's second child.
It was 8:26 in the morning of one of the biggest days of the year for the establishment, for the town, and for those that lived in it. While the occasion of Visitation Day was important to everyone from a prestige standpoint, it was positively vital to the senior class at Meadowvale Academy. It was their opportunity to show an advance team from Ridgeway Women's College's Mu Upsilon Mu sorority that they were suitable candidates to be a part of their futa family. Make no mistake, they had already been accepted into the post-secondary institution for September. This wasn't about that. No this was something else entirely.
This was about establishing relationships, or more importantly, deciding on whether a relationship could be established at all. The true value of Mu Upsilon Mu, like many other collegiate organizations of its ilk, lay in the spider webbing of its members across the power centers of society once they graduated. The priorities of any one member had to be in line with the established purposes of the family. There was no better way to ensure that than to form deep personal connections between members. It was for this reason that the backbone of the sorority was the Mistress Mother/Bonded Daughter Program and the collaring that went with it.
To be certain, no pairings would be established today, at least not officially. This was but a feeling out process for both sides, testing the waters if you will. There would be a further acclimatization period when these same seniors would journey up to the school for Reading Week later in the month, but the actual selections wouldn't happen until September. That said, there were usually few surprises among the favourites. Staff eligible for new Bonded Daughters had usually laid claim to their next one long before the beginning of term and sometimes privileged sophomores, often related to the aforementioned staff, jumped the queue as well. It did tend to leave a bit of a punter's paradise afterwards, trying to match up those that were left with...those that were left.
Victoria looked up to see a seventh futa presently emerged from the back looking at a tablet while carrying a handheld flow meter in the other. The familial resemblance to the other two Ozolina's was obvious. The trio, like everyone in their clan swore by their pixie cuts. "What's it look like back there?" the brunette called out.
"Your meters are in good shape," Valda Ozolina replied in a slight Latvian accent as she approached the others. "The FH950 says your flow rates are where they should be. Gave your system a walk through, it's been well taken care of. You might consider upgrading one or two small things though. I can write you up a report later."
"That would be most appreciated," Keaton smiled. The town's utilities admin was nothing if not thorough. "It was good of you to do this personally, all of you. There were probably others you could have sent in your stead."
"What? And miss Visitation Day?" the eldest guffawed. "Not on your life. Rank has its privileges. Like your new do by the way," she added running her fingers through the white blonde curls of the Forsythe woman as she leaned in a bit. "It suits you."
"Fire exits, extinguishers, the rest, all good?" Victoria cut in with a grin before the pair went too far down the road they were strolling. They needed signatures before all else.
"Yes...er," the red haired woman stumbled recovering. "Walked your perimeter earlier, everything looks fine to me. Zita?"
For her part the second Latvian daughter was struggling between her professionalism and the incessant fondling hands of the Forsythe girls. "Yes, it's fine...all fine," she answered with slight thrust She pressed her thumb to the digital document. "All fine," she repeated humping once more.
"And here they are," Victoria announced as she started towards the entrance. Standing outside faces pressed against the glass were Patricia Wellesley, Deborah Miller, Felicity Charles, and one of the newer physicians at the Meadowvale Health Clinic, Kari Johanssen.
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It was 8:26 AM when June parked her sister's Mercedes in the parking lot of Adderwood Middle School and exited the vehicle with coffee in hand. She had stopped at the diner across from the clinic in the way in to grab a bit of a morning pick me up. She needed it after last night. Though quite unintended, she ended up dogpiling in the big bed with Pangs and her youngest while her mother spent a quiet evening with Tyler and Cory. Needless to say, she had ended up in a most familiar position. Her cock tented her dress as she thought back.
Her legs thrown back over her head and secured, her lips smacked as she relished the feast provided by the three Koreans. First Jessica had lovingly fed her several lengths of shit as she caressed her hair and smiled down at her. "We haven't done this for a bit have we June?" she cooed as more of her filth wended its way down her anal canal. She could feel Samantha's talented hands dancing on her tool, bringing her to the edge and keeping her there, waiting for the right moment. "Astrid and Imogen are just so convenient nowadays. It seems like you have been forgotten in the shuffle. But we won't forget you tonight. None of us will. In fact, I think I'll remember a whole bunch right now." With that she hunkered down, pushing the blonde's head further into her crevice and forming a tight seal on her mouth.
With a grunt, she forced a deluge of sludge through the lips of the teacher. The cascade of waste mercilessly torpedoed into her gullet. Her swallowing took on a desperate quality as she fought to keep up with the flow. Both her pipe and pink so expertly controlled by the 14 year old exploded. Her ass bounced off of the bed as she surged repeatedly as she gorged on the sloppy, slimy mess pouring into her. And even as she squirmed in ecstasy, the physician held her eyes in a pleasant, nurturing gaze, as if watching a child do something well. It was soft cozy, fulfilling where she was now. She was no stranger to this place, but she didn't visit as often as she used to. That would need to change.
_No sooner did her compatriot empty herself into her than did her eldest Erica slid her ass onto her face and continue her fecal banquet. More cum was pulled from her balls as she gulped down the junior's fudge. Her own rosebud expanded and pushed out its brown treasure. She could feel multiple hands smearing it onto her body which triggered memories of a day not long ago in front of another school, when she sat in the loving embrace of Gracey Mills and allowed her to mummify her body in filth. Her recollection caused her to hump even more violently.
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"She completely saturated now," Samantha announced with a grin as her hands continued working their magic. "I can keep her shooting like this all night if I want to. How much longer you going to be up there Sis? I've got a load here too."
"And I'm full too," Riley added as she plunged her eight inches into slimy rear passage of the girl's mother. "Oh that feels so great," she groaned as she pistoned her piece in and out. "Your ass is so slick right now."
"Doesn't it though," the Korean woman answered as she squeezed her passage on the welcome invader eliciting another moan from the redhead.
Two more times was June fed that night. By the end of it, she was every bit as dirty on the outside as she was on the inside. The other four slithered around in the mound of waste they had created, feeding each other, feeding themselves, eventually falling asleep.
In the morning they showered as a group and after breakfast each used Astrid and Imogen to empty what remained within before smiling at the memories and getting on with the business of the day.
June exhaled as she started towards the school. She was still smiling.
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"We still on for today?" Clara Clearwater asked over the speakerphone as she watched Hinata feed a steady flow of filth into the mouth of Alicia Walters, now lying in her new home, easily 10 times the size of her old one.
"Got a text from town hall confirming on Friday," replied Magnolia Roundtree. "We're to meet at Gemini's at 11:30."
"Lunchtime on Visitation Day? That must not have been an easy ticket to get a hold of," the redhead declared impressed. "I haven't been able to get into one of those for what three, four years?"
"Power has its privileges I guess," the herbalist surmised. "My feeling is they went the extra mile seeing that Pineapple, Tumbleweed, Amanda, and Hinata are going to be participants.
"Yeah, that wouldn't surprise me. Two parents, four candidates; that probably doesn't happen often," the florist agreed as she spied the Japanese girl being replaced by her bloated middle daughter. The two seniors had been carrying everything that the bald shitslut could give them since last night, not to mention loads donated firsthand by the Tremblays and Delacourts. They needed to prepare both from their big day which meant docility and saturation. Now they were emptying themselves completely back into the former blonde. "They'll be full again soon enough," she mused privately. Both were secured in cockblockers which was keeping them right on the edge of release with their vibrations. "Flipping that switch shouldn't be a problem." She smiled as the half-clothed Hinata sat herself on the cock of Edith Walters and took a Mesmermamillin dosed nipple into her mouth.
"-still there?"
"Wait, what sorry? Yes, yes. Got distracted a bit is all. Getting the girls ready over here. What were you saying?"
"I asked you how Alicia's transition to the new bed was going," the hippie woman repeated.
"Pretty good actually. Her grandmother is here, I thought she should be." She paused momentarily nodding to the school caretaker in acknowledgement. "It will be a bit until we know how the nutrient additives we mixed into the feces work but I'll be planting some of your seeds as well as a few of my own this morning before we meet. I suspect it will be a week or so before we can glean anything tangible from our little experiment here but the lab results you sent over look promising."
"Agreed," sounded the voice from the other end. "Now we need to see how adding her into the mix alters things."
"Both for the plants and for the girl."
"You think there might be changes that way?" queried the dreadlocked woman.
"Was talking to Patricia when she was out here the other day," the Clearwater woman revealed. "She wondered about metabolism, appetite."
"We'll have to keep an eye on those things."
"So who is all going to be there today? You...me...Svetlana?"
"Annalise Bauer as well. She wants to run some names by us for placements," Magnolia added in.
"Sounds like things are starting to move since we received approval last week," Clara concluded.
"I think the fact that we are doing this together helped the process some, spread the commitment, spread the risk," the other calculated.
"Possibly," the older woman nodded as her daughter's lips found her nipple. "Anyway, I need to get things moving along here if I'm going to make it in for lunch," she chuckled as the two exchanged farewells and ended the call. The florist looked at the clock on the wall which read 9:16 AM then turned to her counterpart. "We can let them suckle for another ten minutes I'm guessing. You can get them to Gemini's for 10:00?"
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"Bianca Vickers, Harristone County Real Estate," the blonde at the desk greeted.
"Bianca, hello," the voice at the other end returned cheerfully. "Temperance Augustina here, I'm the agent for the interested parties that just took possession of the property at the end of Howard Avenue. We had been dealing with Ariella Reed."
"Oh, she's right here, did you want to speak with her?" the first offered.
"Well, actually this is for the both of you," the dark haired woman explained.
"Sure, let me put you on speaker." A click sounded and then voices changed. "How's that?"
"Fine, everyone there?"
"I am present and accounted for Temperance," the redhead replied with a smile as she returned to her desk with coffees for both her and her partner. "How was your trip down?"
"It was fine, we stopped over in Chalmersport for a week just to get away from it all and re-charge, so really the journey was split in two and the three of us shared the driving," the physical therapist related. "It was quite pleasant all told. The last month has been hectic. We all needed the break."
"I can imagine, a move is never easy and one's over distance are harder than most," Bianca concurred. "But everyone is in now?"
"Yes, we arrived yesterday evening," came the reply. "Everyone is unpacked for the most part. The movers you hired did a wonderful job unpacking things and placing the furniture. It was like we never left home."
"Well, we're glad it all worked out like it did," the Reed woman commented as she went over their file once more on her computer.
"So explain this once more to me. What exactly happens with the money we paid for this place once you receive it?" Temperance asked.
"Well technically, it never passes through our hands," Bianca began, "there never is a purchase per se. The payment you made on the property goes into a central fund that provides for the community as a whole. Some goes into infrastructure projects. For example we are currently in the planning stages of becoming energy self-sufficient and removing Meadowvale from the grid entirely. This will save us tons in the long term. Parts of it will go into things like healthcare and housing. And of course every household in the county gets a monthly allotment of credits, divided into two parts. There is the primary package that provides for basic needs such as food and other essentials and then the secondary package which fluctuates depending on how profitable goods and services produced locally are when they are marketed outside of the county."
"So no money exchanges hands?" the Augustina woman prodded.
"Not locally no," Ariella confirmed. "Everyone here understands that a chain is only as strong as its weakest link."
"So somewhat like a co-operative?"
"Probably a bit beyond that, but if you needed to define us you would pull up short of commune," the redhead advised. "We are most definitely a community, but the media has done a wonderful job providing scary imagery to go with the word `commune'. There is no secret cult here or mass group think. We just look out for each other more than most."
"You should explain this to the people I represent," the woman on the other end of the phone declared, "both of you. After all, they are here now so they are a part of your community. And you'd do it so much better than I could. What are your schedules like this afternoon? Would you be free for a late lunch? Say 1 PM, here on Howard Avenue?"
"It is Visitation Day," Bianca chimed in. "It's not like there will be a lot to do today."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah." The blonde answered nodding.
"Sure, we'll be there with bells on at 1 PM," the other real estate agent accepted. "Should we bring anything? We can hit Baker's Cousins on the way by if a dessert is needed."
"Just bring yourselves, I'm picking some stuff up this morning," the therapist answered. "Going to use those vouchers you left us on the kitchen table."
"It's a date then."
"It certainly is."
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As the three of them sat in the back of the crew cab on the way into town Wakiya reflected on her appetites of the previous night as her cock hardened beneath her dress once again.
It was like she was in a dream. An unending flow of sludge from her former principal had oozed down her throat and filled her stomach. She had no idea how long the feeding had lasted but she had been stroked by a weathered hand throughout as the three older women had whispered encouragement in her ears. It felt so comfortable, so loving, so nourishing. Eventually though, as tasty as it was, the fudgy feast became less and less until the senior was left desperately lapping and probing for remnants of filth with her tongue.
She was laid on her back, her legs folded over her body and sat upon as the cheeks of a second nurturing presence wedged her face within. She opened her mouth once again as another rope of filth marked the beginning of her second meal. Again she was jacked through her zipper hole as she swallowed. She was getting closer and closer, her midsection was expanding as she pushed more and more of her favourite fruit down her throat.
"Be a good girl sweet Wakiya," she heard a voice say as she digested rhythmically. "Fill your pants for your Mummys. Fill them right up with your lovely shit. Make yourself all squishy and slippery."
"Yes, yes she would do this," she had told herself. "Mummy wanted me to do this and Mummy always knew best." She relaxed her rosebud just as she felt her belt tighten considerably. What was going to be a meandering flow of filth suddenly became a rampaging cascade of sludge. Her jeans and panties already tight to her skin flooded with her chocolate fudge. Her gusset was filled, her sac buried. Brown paste began oozing up from the zipper hole, darkening her rod more and more each time it was stroked. A hand began massaging the waste into her overfull balls.
Her arching was violent, her release equally so. Stream after stream of her precious cream splashed on her blouse, her bra, her breasts. Her pussy's goo flooded from her at roughly the same time, completing the trio of carnal excretions. But even as her body, flexed in the throes of its gratification, it was the unceasing snake of shit descending through her lips, into her mouth, across her tongue and down her throat, the nourishing worm that was fed into her little bird mouth that gave her true happiness.
A third crevice replaced the second, another fecal feast was served. Her fluidic discharges never abated, the fingers that brought them forth never wavering. Mummys fed her one after the other. They would help her grow big and strong. They would nourish her and nurture her. They had told her so. All of the Mummys had. And Mummys knew best, Mummys always knew best.
She was about to reach around her slightly distended stomach for her pipe when Pineapple Roundtree gently gripped her wrist and nodded out the window. The truck was pulling up across from Gemini's now. A moving van was parked outside and several of the staff from the Meadowvale Health Clinic could be seen as well as a few seniors. From what the trio could tell, they were just finishing up with the offloading of various pieces of equipment and moving them into the club. A couple of arms were being carried in and a few nozzles but it looked like the heavy lifting had been done.
"It looks like they are nearly ready for you girls," Chimaka noted from the driver's seat.
"Off you go," Nawaji further spurred, prompting the opening of the rear doors. "Today's your big day. Make us proud."
With that the trio departed the vehicle and made their way towards the establishment.
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As Mayor Florence Mitchell plunged her dark 13 inch tool in and out of Marley Evans boypussy with gusto she smiled with satisfaction, catching the eye of the tall woman slamming her thick paler twin down the girlie girl's throat. Normally Iris Hardin would be the one who would be in her office when she needed consulting on legal matters, but she was taking the lead on the early work being done in preparation for Meadowvale's eventual withdrawl from the national energy grid. It was quite the undertaking and required a ton of documentation. They wanted everything to be ready to go the moment they were ready to flip the switch. It was for this reason that the Irina Perchenko, two inches taller than her 5'10", was currently helping her cornhole her secretary.
She always loved hearing the sglitch, sglitch, sglitch sounds of her piece sliding in and out of her silky anal canal. Her Flexarectin treated musculature gripped her tool, milking her closer and closer with each stroke, the ridges within almost fingerlike. Morning fucks were always the most satisfying she believed. She was always full of energy early in the day, too full some would say. In the past, she would call this or that futa in from the pool of assistants out front to take care of `her problem' under the excuse of bringing her coffee. But since they had converted Evan Marlow to Marly Evans, those requests had fallen by the wayside. In fact, she really didn't need to ask at all anymore. The ex-reporter didn't even have a bed of her own in the brownstone, she just slept with whoever laid claim to her that night.
Yesterday evening it had been her daughters. Well not just hers, the Finney girls were there too, as were the Hardin cuties. Two others from the basketball team had also slept over, Fiona Morrissey and Tammy Winchester. The way that pair clung together, the politician wasn't even sure they noticed the girlie girl among them. That was definitely the real thing. Needless to say, Marly had been fucked and fed by most if not all of them. What little space there was in her stomach that had not taken up by shit likely had been filled with semen. She spent over an hour before they left for work today pushing her anal fruits into containers marked `Serendipity'. According to Eleanor, apparently girlie girl shit worked better for facial paste, or at least that was the theory the spa had come up with since Tyler Halversson had begun apprenticing there.
Now however, the raven haired beauty lay on the mayor's desk on her back, a massive chocolate brown cock sliding effortlessly in and out of her rosebud while its equally large vanilla opposite pistoned in and out of her throat from above. Florence could see the head of the Ukranian woman's pipe expand the sissy's windpipe each time it pushed into its depth. For her part Marly had her eyes closed and was jacking her now 11 inch cock with both hands, lost in her impending bliss. The two at either end would cum soon and she would cum with them.
She glanced once more at the taller woman, who smiled back with just a hint of maliciousness. The mayor, as was tradition on Visitation Day, had a reserved table for lunch at Gemini's. This year she decided to make a meeting of it with Shirley Darnett and Madlaina Dimetrescu. And to be sure a meeting it would be; after all, the politician did have a town to run. The former, an accountant who ran the local firm `Many Happy Returns', handled a lot of the financial minutiae of the local government, especially those parts that dealt with interests outside of the county. The latter had recently been brought in to help with marketing Harristone County beyond its borders. While the two were not directly involved with each other, they did share a common end point. The mayor had always believed that the more perspectives on had on how what they were doing affected others the better they could work within the team. Still, as she watched the lawyer at the other end of the desk pillage the mouth of her secretary with relish, she decided then and there to add one more seat to the table.
"This was a meeting that would have taken place regardless" she justified privately as she the pre-orgasmic buzzing began to make itself known. "That it happened to be on in Gemini's on Visitation Day and that both Shirley's niece Gwendolyn and Madlaina's daughter Veronica would both be front and center was a happy coincidence." The tingling in her shaft was coming in waves now, she increased her pace, her fuck toy felt it. She reached out and lovingly crowned Marly's member. Her cock was massaged by the velvety walls of the boypussy in return. She groaned as her tool began furious flooding the snug anal sleeve with her seed. At the same time the girlie girl began gulping frantically and her own pipe launched its goo skyward glob after glob. "Happy," she grunted inwardly as salvo after salvo of her cream painted once brown walls a shade of pearly white. "Very happy...yes...happy...so happy..."
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A large space had been cleared out in the middle of Gemini's just as it had been for the New Years Eve party. But instead of a dance floor the open area housed an assortment of clinical equipment. As Hinata Kimura stood in line with the rest of the seniors waiting to get her treatment she looked around at the various devices. Some she recognized from the Christmas Cum Drive. She counted six Chikritan 550Ds towards the center but pointed outwards in different directions like petals on a flower. Between each pair of those sat one of the ever popular Cradle units. The Japanese student had been told that the woman who drove the Halversson girls to school designed it. She had never actually gotten up the nerve to ask personally but that's what Heather had told her. An open topped cube like structure she had never seen before was placed in each corner of the repurposed dance floor. The Clearwater billet also counted four saw horses of some sort near each of the corner boxes as well as a large shitpit similar to the one in the restroom of the club at the center of it all with several harvesting nozzles hanging on a rack above it.
She casually leaned into sophomore's older sibling Amanda as she looked closer at the four newer units that she had never seen before. The redhead, standing behind her in the queue, readily accepted the body into her embrace, encircling her arms around her and sliding her hands into her blouse. The two had decided to wear matching outfits for Visitation Day having shopped for them on the weekend at La Salle's.
"I made blueberry bran pancakes this morning girls, "the matriarch of the Clearwater household announced as she carried a plate stacked high with them to the kitchen table.
"How many did you make Mom?" Heather exclaimed as she spied the mound of flapjacks. "Three dozen?"
"A bit more actually," she smiled, "Your sister and Hinata are going shopping at La Salle's later, they are getting something special for Visitation Day."
"Oooh, can I come too?" the youngest redhead asked excitedly? "Can I?"
"I see no reason we can't make it a family outing, so long as you help me set up the new bed for Alicia tomorrow," Clara bargained.
"It's a deal!" the youngest agreed enthusiastically.
"I'll put some more on then," her mother offered as she started sliding what she had onto the plates of the girls.
It was after 11 before the quartet, bloated on griddlers, berries, syrup, and butter, entered the clothing store. Fortunately for them, Clara was able to park the pick-up quite close to the shop. As it was they tottered more than they walked.
Now she looked down the crack of her ass at the feeding face of Bethany Vickers as she pushed an unending snake of shit down her throat. It felt so good to finally empty her packed stomach. The blonde's lips framing her rosebud and tongue teasing the crinkles as it guided her filth downwards felt exquisite within her crevice. Beside her Amanda was sitting in a similar position atop her toilet's younger sibling Bree. Though the latter was ostensibly not old enough to begin an apprenticeship, she like her sister, had developed a hunger for sludge. Each had a siphoning nozzle on their cocks that was methodically harvesting their cream. A pair of lacy silk royal blue bra and panty sets lay over the chairs opposite the pair. Her Math teacher Gina Daniels, who had been shopping with her daughter Mia, had suggested they try them on when she found out what they were shopping for and why. She glanced down once again at the junior then leaned into the older woman who had been jacking her eight inches the entire time. Her embrace was so inviting, her tits so generous. She took a nipple into her mouth and began to suckle, filling her mouth with milk as she filled another with shit.
"There we go Hinata, drink my milk, feed our beautiful Bethany," she cooed. "It feels good to be on the top doesn't it? Yes, yes, it does. You will serve someone soon enough. You will become a Bonded Daughter once you go to Ridgeway next year, just like I did. They will help you become the woman you are meant to be. And after you serve, you will be served. You will develop a deeper understanding of life," she further explained waving over her 16 year old daughter and pushing her lips onto the end of the Japanese girl's leaking piece. "But for now, enjoy this time while you have it. Monday will be here soon enough. You will meet some of your future teachers and classmates. You will be fed until you are full and then fed some more. Just like you are nourishing sweet Bethany here, they will nourish you, over and over again, nourishing and nourishing, cumming as you do. And you will love it, Feeding and cumming, cumming and feeding, just like Bree and Bethany are now."
Through lidded eyes she saw the teacher's hand reach out and pull her daughter's head in at a faster pace, increasing the carnal thrilling on her tool. Between the Vickers girl's oral ministrations below, Mia's wonderful full lips on her cock, and her mother's calming cream and quiet patter Hinata felt herself being pulled away from anything that may have provided an anchor on this sea of arousal. She floated aimlessly on the blissful waves letting them take her where they would. "You want to cum too don't you Hinata? You want to cum just like Bethany and Bree."
Her teacher was right, she did.
"Cum for me now. Cum for me now lovely girl. Give my daughter your cum. Fill her mouth too. Feed them both."
The black haired senior sighed inwardly and slurped once more on the nipple, pushed the beginnings of another log through the eager lips below and parted her legs a bit more as her creamy prize erupted into the mouth of the brunette before her.
Her screaming hard on had not gone unnoticed by the girl in front of her in line Veronica Dimestrescu. While most of the other students in the club seemed to have arrived in groups or at least have congregated into them once they had arrived, the debate team captain seemed to be on a planet by herself. The Kimura girl, only too aware of how painful being on the outside can be, immediately looped an arm around her waist. She pulled her into a deep and fulfilling kiss which was eventually shared between three. A fondling hand on her cock was her reward for her largesse, one she graciously accepted.
For her part, the Romanian girl was happy to fold herself into the coupling to her left. There was a time when such displays of public affection were a problem for her, but not since she began apprenticing at Meadowvale Legal Services. Irina Perchenko had taught her to freely offer herself to the eyes of others, to bask in their voyeurism, to allow their fantasies to become her own. That's what it had been like last night when her mentor had her accompany her to an important meeting at her home with the Winchesters, a recently authorized representative of the local government, Korene Fairchild and Raina Lásková, one of the two Czech sisters that ran the Harristone County Veterinary Clinic. The new arrival, a shapely woman with short blonde hair, blue eyes, and an angular face, was an absolute stunner. The manner in which she carried herself spoke of self-confidence. Veronica nearly swooned when the two were introduced.
The purpose for the meeting concerned the planned removal of the town from the national energy grid, specifically the location of the facilities they would need to build to do so. The land that the town wanted to use for its windmill farm lay adjacent to the horse ranch and risk assessment needed to be done for both land and beast. And of course all of it needed to be legally documented.
They had started with an early dinner of cabbage rolls and warm bread that the Ukrainian woman had catered from Gemini's, discussing as they ate. As it happened, the tall woman's twin daughters Melora and Milena were seated on either side of her at the table. The pair of mischievous minxes, juniors at Adderwood Middle School, inherited their mother's looks. The two brunettes would be stunners in their own right in a few years though at the moment both of their stomachs had a bit of a curve to them; this certainly wasn't their first time they ate today.
Throughout the meal the duo did their utmost to keep the burgundy haired senior between them on a slow boil, pinching a nipple, sliding a hand across a cheek, along her cock, even going so far as to feed her the food on her plate and theirs with their fingers. And as fast as they could empty them, they filled their platters once again so they could repeat the process. The five adults at the table continued their consultations, hammering out details, recording them on their tablets, either unaware of what was going on just a few feet away or hiding it well if they were. The cabbage rolls were eventually polished off by the eight of them and one by one, they sat back in their chairs sated, but for Irina who began clearing the table of dishes.
"Girls, you make helping now?" she suggested in her pidgin English as the twins dragged the aroused Romanian to her feet, being sure to display her now exposed eight inch cock poking through the zipper hole of her pants to the other four woman present. Milena's small hand jacked her a couple of times, drawing a bead of clear fluid forth as she willingly moved her body with her motion as the four other guests looked on with lustful gazes. "Come, later we make that, helping now with dishes." Reluctantly the two released their carnal captive and came to the aid of their mother. "The rest of you relax yourselves, we come back.
Veronica knew then and there that the table was being cleared so she could be laid upon it. And although she would be served up as the next course in this banquet of bliss, it would be her that would be doing all of the eating. She noticed that she was already bulging a bit as the three Perchenkos fitted her into what they now called a Cockblocker Triple and a pair of Happy Pants. Milena grabbed a portable head brace unit complete with a skull position adjuster and an oral spreader from the cupboard but Irina nodded her off after looking at her protégé.
"We not need tonight no?" she heard the lawyer ask as she slowly fucked the senior's mouth with three fingers and watched her other child begin jacking her apprentice. Veronica's eyes lidded and her hips rolled once again with the carnal caress. "No, we not need." The fingers were removed from her mouth and replaced by a forceful, demanding tongue that only confirmed what she already knew. She was Irina Perchenko's willing sex toy. "Come, you look much hungry." She declared as she led the other three back into the dining room.
Veronica was guided up onto the table by the twins and laid on her back. Her wrists and ankles were secured over her head to a spreader bar that Milena had retrieved from the hall closet. "Fill your pants my lovely Veronica," Her mentor instructed abruptly switching back into proper English, " fill your pants and jack yourself. Put on a wonderful show for our guests." The girl with the burgundy bob dutifully obeyed. Her ass crackled as the first log wormed its way out of her rosebud. Both of her hands, slicked for her in Beanstalk, found her eight inches and began working its length. Her body flexed in time to her motion as Milena backed herself over her head.
The two were virtually identical and if one sitting down now didn't exclusively favour braiding her hair the senior would have difficulty telling them apart. Not that it mattered at the moment. As full as she was, as many cabbage rolls as the pair had stuffed her with, she was famished, she had a hunger. The girl's blue eyes looked down at her as she spread her crack and docked her sphincter on her lips. Her soft honey brown hair framed a flawless face. She was a true beauty, they both were. Veronica opened for the 12 year old as the first course of her fecal feast began.
On and on it went, first one twin, then the other. The Winchesters followed and were followed in turn by Raina Lásková and then her mistress herself. Each load produced double its volume in filth since she was on a daily regimen that included Fecalmillium. The release pocket on the Happy Pants was opened and the steady tide of waste oozed out onto her stomach. Even as she fed on the shit of others, even as she jacked herself multiplying the pure pleasure of her banquet, she was coated in her own filth by hands big and small.
Finally, it was the turn of the woman she had almost fainted over earlier in the evening. The student's cock had long ago reached the length it needed to be to touch her lips and each descending length of fudge brushed her crown which only heightened her arousal. But when the voluptuous blonde sat on her face her mentor sat facing her, pushing her thick 13 inches slowly into the pussy of her opposite. The two kissed deeply and though they spoke quietly, Veronica could hear every word.
"Her toiletry is your doing?" Korene asked her counterpart as she pushed her first log in.
"I'm sure her mother trained her before she started apprenticing, but I'd like to think I've refined her discipline since she has been under my tutelage," the other answered as she thrust into her.
"She certainly is obedient...and willing. Was she always like that?"
"It is always a bit of a hurdle at the beginning. You have to know your girl. Some require a firm hand, some require a gentler approach."
"Like my niece Esme," the Fairchild woman compared as she felt a pair of small hands slide between their fucking bodies.
"Your niece Esme?" Irina probed.
"Mmmmm, that feels good. What are your daughters doing?"
"Melura and Milena? They are coating your cock and our stomachs with Beanstalk," she smiled conspiratorially. "The more we fuck, the more we will rub together, the longer your cock will get. Soon you will be able to give yourself head. Would you like that? Would you like to suck your own cock?" She pulled herself closer to the woman and increased her pace, forcing a groan from the blonde. "Yes, yes, I thought you might." Moments later the two middle schoolers began suckling on the nipples of the government representative eliciting another sigh of pleasure.
"So nice, so nice, all of it nice," she mumbled as she returned the thrusts of her counterpart oblivious to her growing member.
"So Esme, who is Esme?" prodded the attorney as she sped up again.
"My niece... teaches at the academy...sometimes Adderwood."
"Adderwood?" The tall brunette turned to one of her daughters. "Is there a Miss Fairchild at Adderwood sometimes?"
"Clifford...Name is Clifford," panted Korene clearly starting to build towards her own orgasm.
"Clifford. And you say she eats shit?"she asked in confirmation. "Do either of you know this teacher?"
"We've seen her scarf down loads from teachers and students," Milena blurted momentarily releasing her hold on the blonde's left nipple.
"She can't get enough," Melora followed. "She cums a lot when she eats." Both girls then quickly re-established their lips on the bureaucrat's tits which in turn caused the woman's head to tilt back in ecstasy.
"Oh, that felt nice didn't it Korene?" Irina cooed as her thick pipe smoothly slammed in and out of the woman's pussy."You love it when my daughters suck on your tits don't you? And you love it when my big cock fucks you in and out and in and out yes? And you love it when Veronica munches on your slimy sludge don't you? Yes, yes you do. Look down at your cock now, see how long it is? See how it is leaking onto your chin? Open your mouth, sink your lips onto it," the dark haired beauty urged. "There we go, suck your cock now, good girl, up and down, up and down. Mmmmmm, that feels so nice doesn't it?"
The burgundy haired girl listened to the blonde woman who was feeding her slowly fall under the spell of the Ukrainian as she savoured the snake of shit that slithered across her tongue and down her throat. Her body was deliciously buried in her own waste, her hands coated in her filth stroked her tool furiously, her crown thrilled over and over as her feast of fudge rubbed up against it. Even though she knew her release was at the mercy of her mentor, the torture of her frenzied arousal through the denial of her cresting only fed her bliss like the rosebud above fed her ravishing hunger.
She watched the arm of her mistress snake down the other woman's back and scoop a generous dollop of her brown slime onto her fingers. "You have daughters don't you Korene?" she asked as she slowly moved her hand upwards. The lawyer knew the answer to her question already; she had done her research prior to the meeting. "Two of them correct? One goes to Adderwood and the other to Meadowvale? Ella and Emma right? Do they eat shit like your niece Esme?" Each of her questions went unanswered as the blonde woman's lips slid up and down on her throbbing tool. "Do you like to eat shit Korene? Do you?" she queried lifting her chin and allowing the crown of her cock to pop from her mouth. She applied a thick layer of sludge to the mushroom between them watching as local official took in the new scent. Her nostrils flared and her eyes lidded. Irina had her answer.
"Open up lovely girl, open your mouth now. Your cock needs to be sucked again." Robotically the Fairchild woman obeyed, the new taste rolling across her tongue building her lust. "Mmmmmmm, that tastes good doesn't it? But it would taste better if it mixed with your cum. Cum for me now Korene, cum for me NOW!" she then hissed.
Veronica was forced to gulp frantically as the pace in which she was fed doubled. The hips above her bucked wildly and the filth that had been flowing into her mouth smeared onto her face. The burgundy haired girl tried to steady the ass above her desperate to gorge on the brown treasure. "Good girl, lovely Korene, good girl. Here's some more." The hand quickly descended to scoop up more shit then returned to its former place, adding more waste to the woman's diet. "Good girl. Swallow your cum now, swallow the shit, taste them both." It was time to add the final piece of her plan. "I think our families should meet Korene, I think we should invite you all over for dinner. Maybe next week?" The blonde woman's head continued bobbing up and down on her gushing soiled member, a non-verbal confirmation. "Yes, yes, I think that would be a good idea."
The student saw the lawyer look over her shoulder. "I haven't forgotten about you my lovely Veronica. "Now it is your turn." Her mentor's hand tapped her phone; the ring around her shaft loosened; her balls exploded, the head of her cock pushed in and out of the oozing waste repeatedly as her hips bounced off of the table violently again and again. Cum surged forth in waves, flooding her mouth, swirling around the fudgy feast, mixing, blending, weaving the two flavours into one. Her throat flexed as she welcomed the carnal concoction in. She closed her eyes in bliss and allowed herself to be nourished, by herself, by another. And through it all, Veronica came to a realization. Her life was about to change far sooner than she thought and in a way that made her hunger increase. Her fecal family was about to grow.
A hand found her stiffened piece and the Romanian looked down to see that it belonged to Amanda Clearwater. A glance to her right revealed that Hinata had completed the masturbatory circuit as her fingers curled around the length of the florist's daughter. The trio leaned on each other, shuffling forward as they got closer to the front of the line.
End of Chapter 77