Meadowvale Academy Chapter 91
These stories involve anal fingering, anal fisting, anal sex, auto-fellatio, bondage, coprophagia, dom/sub relations, exhibitionism, fellatio, golden showers, incest, infantilism, lactation, mind control/behavioural training, non-consent/reluctance, orgasm denial, prostate milking, 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 91: The Past Remembered, the Future Revealed Part 4
Bonnie Sawyer had been looking forward to this for a while, waiting for events to line up in their proper place before moving forward. For a move was what it would be, on more than one level. The community of Gilverket had treated her and her family well over the years though none there had been privy to the secret they all kept. She imagined things might have been much different had they known that she and her two eldest children were futanari. But it was time for a change. Regan had narrowly escaped being exposed a couple times in the past school year, the last one was a bit too close for her liking. Amelia would be graduating with her bachelor's in Structural Engineering in a couple months so she'd be home too now. And Nigel was ready to start high school in September.
No, it was time for a change and fortunately for her the opportunity she had been hoping for had arisen in Meadowvale, some 90 minutes southeast of where her firm of Wickerwood Construction was currently located. The main firm in the area, 4M Contracting, was looking for additional skilled workers. Apparently they were getting inundated with jobs and simply lacked the human resources to keep up. She knew Molly McFadden from Ridgeway, she had been three years ahead of her, two years ahead of her older sister Meriel. In fact the latter had worn her collar for her first 24 months at the institution. She had fallen out of touch somewhat after she had graduated but as she understood it her former shit slut worked for the local government, the only McFadden daughter not to go into the construction business.
Even though her business in Gilverket was paying the bills well enough, the brunette had always kept up with events in the town that put futas first. When the notice went out a four weeks back, she made inquiries. She wouldn't be open to employment per se, but a partnership with a vote interested her. After all, she ran her own contracting firm and had done so successfully for close to 18 years now. Annalise Bauer had lead the negotiations between the two firms and in the end it was agreed that Wickerwood would merge with 4M once her current contract to refurbish a church in town was fulfilled sometime in the early summer. Bonnie knew it would take her a month beyond that to wind down operations and move to Meadowvale but she had her voting rights.
"We're moving to Meadowvale!" gushed Regan into the screen, her excited grin framed by long honey brown hair. "Mom just told me!"
"Really? How?" pumped her older sister Amelia from the other end of the video call, removing her oversized oval glasses momentarily to wipe the lenses, before replacing them, on her nose once more.
"She's going to merge Wickerwood with another construction company there once the St. Jude's job is finished," the younger Sawyer explained spooning some yoghurt into her mouth. "She says we'll be there for the new school year, probably sooner."
"I will have graduated by then," the university student stated, her own smile splitting her face.
"You'll be home, working for Mom full time. And I'll be going to the academy! Nigel too!" the 14 year old blurted.
"Wait, does Nige know the only high school in Meadowvale is an all-girls school?" the 22 year old queried suddenly.
"He has no idea," Regan revealed her voice lowering itself to a whisper conspiratorially, her eyes gleaming.
"You're up to something. You have a plan don't you?" guessed the older, twirling her wavy caramel hair as she leaned in.
"You'll have a part to play too when you get here," Regan assured her sibling, "but I need to get started now." She cocked her head momentarily. "That's the door, he's back from school. Got to go Sis. We'll talk later."
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"What are you up to?" Caera O'Malley asked sidling up to the desk where Deborah Miller was opening up her laptop. Dressed now in nothing but an open lab jacket and a pair of pumps, the physician had long ago shed any image of professional decorum. In the background behind her were three working Empress Thrones occupied by the shit sluts she had installed in them, the new Dutch woman in town Roos De Klerk, the dark haired Finney twin Robin, and finally Aubrey Jarvis the new financial advisor for the town council.
To be sure, unless you knew who was inside the first two there was no telling to look, even through the plexiglass sides. The level of shit in each was so high that it completely submerged the bodies wallowing within. But they were most definitely in there. Three hoses siphoned breast milk and semen from each of the apparatus at an easy regulated pace into storage containers on the side of each unit. A fourth hose exited the bottom of the back panel on every tank looped around through the lid and locked onto the oral spreader of the shit slut beneath when said lid was closed. The constant flow of sludge being pumped through it ensured a consistent harvest of fluids when they weren't being fed directly from another's ass. The base of one other lay beyond those, waiting for the one that would kneel upon it and be strapped in.
That said only one of them was currently not being sat. Jillian Jarvis had placed her pleasant looking rump atop the open upturned lips of Robin Finney. By the dreamy smile on her face she was enjoying the experience immensely. It also didn't hurt that her blocky cock was buried in Cho Han's pussy as the two shared their tongues with each other. Returning the favour, the nurse was using her well lubed hand to polish the knob of the Korean's slightly longer but thinner tool. The librarian's eyes fluttered and her kiss gained a new sense of fervor as gobs of cum abruptly shot up from her greasy wand, splattering through fingers and over the tits and necks beyond.
The third, housing the dark-skinned bureaucrat, wasn't as full as the others. Buried only up to her nipples Aubrey's throat flexed in time to the pumps pulling her carnal juices from her. Her sister was right; she had completely given herself over to toiletry now. "She had such grace when she fed," Deborah observed silently. She had seen her fair share of shit sluts in action. When you were a medical professional in this town it came with the job. Some were `greedy gobblers' as she liked to call them making a mess of everything with their hunger topmost in mind. Others she had coined `smooth swallowers' as they were the opposite, everything always under control even though their fudgy appetite was just as developed. Most of them though, fell somewhere in between. The Jarvis woman was most definitely in the middle group.
"Hello?" the voice sounded from beside her as a hand waved in front of her face. "What are you up to?" Deborah looked up to see Caera O'Malley grinning down at her. "Caught up in the moment were we?"
"Just a bit, it seems," she spoke recovering mildly embarrassed.
"Who are you calling?" The Irish futa queried nodding towards her screen.
"Calling?" she pondered before realizing she had pulled up the app she had on her laptop for video calls. "Oh, the house. We've got three mouths to feed here and it looks like more on the way. I mean we could keep pumping them full of their own filth but why waste the opportunity," she explained with a shrug as the camera at the other end blinked on as the face of Gina Daniels, now framed with messy ringlets of a slightly lighter shade of brown than when she had last seen her, appeared.
"Hey, how's the library? Hey Caera." the teacher greeted working a smile onto her slightly subdued face as she peered into the screen, her voice carrying over top of the occasional whimper in the background.
"Everything OK there?" asked the physician sensing the slightly different mood.
"Oh, we're all fine," she replied. "Just a little lazy at the moment I guess."
"Wow, nice hair girl," the Irish futa exclaimed changing the subject. "That really looks great on you. When did you decide to do that?"
"Well you know Crystal and Mia booked appointments at the spa for today right? They're both blondes now by the way," the curly haired futa related. "Eleanor had an empty chair so I decided to get something done on a whim."
"Wait, you didn't plan this out months in advance to the last detail?" her flatmate teased, giving her grief for her penchant to over think the small things in life.
"I know, how unmath of me right?" the Daniels woman replied with a rueful but amused expression, eliciting chuckles from the other end of the call. "Oh, Nari got something done too. Did you want to see?"
"Sure," both women replied nearly simultaneously.
"Let me show you," she volunteered emerging from her lethargy. With that the pair watched as the scene shifted to the left. The view settled on a young futagen with Asian features nude and froglegged on the kitchen table, her swollen stomach attesting to the rest of her day's activities. A Slutofier pumped a pair of prongs in and out of her pussy and ass as she thrust upwards desperately, her little pipe sliding through the slippery fisted fingers of the teacher sitting in a chair at her side. "Remember how we ran into the Ozolinas the other day downtown? Well, she decided she wanted a hairstyle like they had. And now our lovely girl has a red pixie cut." She turned to the bound 12 year old. "Are you my lovely girl Nari? Are you?" Another mewl from the girl was the only response as her humping increased in pace.
"Where is she at right now?" asked Deborah.
"3.8 on the pulse, 55 CCs on the capacity," reported the English woman. "I don't have her blocked though. When she is ready, she's going to have a nice big cum." She kissed her rounded mound as it rose and fell and once more she cooed to the Asian, looking deep into her eyes. "A nice big cum, you would like that wouldn't you? Yes, yes you would I can tell. Miss O'Malley would like to see you have a nice big cum, I know she would."
"I most definitely would," the red haired futa interjected playing her role. "I'd love to see you shoot your cum nice a high for me, make your girl goo gush out of your little pussy. Yes, yes, I would like that very much."
"I'm sure Mummy Deborah would like to see that too," Gina added.
"Oh yes, I certainly would," the doctor agreed. "Would you like to cum for me little Nari? Would little Nari like to have a great big cum?" Another moan sounded as the futagen bit her bottom lip only able to follow her body's frantic need for release.
The academy staffer nodded to the other two, she could feel the cock in her hand throbbing incessantly as the 12 year old careened toward her carnal glory. "Cum for me now Nari, cum for me and Miss O'Malley and Mummy Deborah. Cum now, cum!" The futagen's eyes widened and she shrieked as her cream rocketed up her shaft and launched itself in thick ropes into the air. The tabletop suddenly was wet with clear fluid as her pink flowed with lust. The three older futas shared a smile as they watched their younger counterpart's load jet upwards again and again and again only to splatter on the pale skin below. Scooping up the pearly goo with the fingers of her free hand, she brought them to Nari's mouth where an eager tongue and lips obediently cleaned them each time.
The feeding repeated itself as she emptied until there was no more. Gina turned off the implant and then the Slutofier allowing the futagen to finally relax her hips. Unbinding the younger, she put her panties back on and pulled her rounded body onto her lap, offering her a breast as she stroked her hair. With the change in position the teacher fully exposed her own distended midsection, betraying the fact that the newest member of the Quad was not alone in her fecal feasting. This new revelation caused the two at the library to share a knowing glance and smile. The Asian girl closed her eyes, fastened her lips around the areola, and began to suckle. "Well, as fun as that all was, I'm fairly certain you didn't call to watch Nari at play," she grinned.
"You would be correct in that assumption," Deborah replied as both women at the other end shared a look. "We have three of these new Empress Thrones set up and operational with another due to go online as soon as we can fill it. We have demand, we are lacking supply."
"What she is trying to tell you is we need shit, lots and lots of shit," the Irish futa interjected to the laughter of the other two.
"Yes and seeing as you're full of it," the clinician joked carrying on the theme, "we thought of you."
"Well, thank you for the kind words first off," the Daniels woman acknowledged her eyes twinkling. "It's always nice to know you are part of the solution and not part of the problem. Let me find the girls, we'll all come down and show off our new hair."
"How long?" asked the physician.
"Give us an hour or so, we'll be there with bells on," was the reply. "See you then." The screen went blank.
"Well, that was fun," the brunette mused to the red head sitting beside her as the latter pulled out her phone and began texting. "And who are *you* calling then?"
"Well, we need shit right?" Caera replied. "Going to see if Keegan and Lotti want to work from the library tonight."
"Hey, where do you want this?" called a voice from the foyer.
"Oh great, you're here," answered Cho walking past the table the two futas were sitting at, partially concealed by bookshelves, and into the main entrance chamber. "Sorry, had to check on something," she explained to the new arrivals as she hastily straightened her dress.
"I'll bet," grinned Adina Margolis, who like her daughter Varda, was carrying several white pastry boxes with the Baker's Cousin logo on them.
"How did it work?" asked the doctor from around the corner seeing the two Israeli futas.
"Well, mixing pharmaceuticals and baked goods isn't anything I haven't done before," the heavy set brunette stated strolling forward and stopping at the side of the table as the 14 year old followed. "Mags regularly stocks my hash brownies at her shop downtown. This was my first time working with Softserve and Fecalmillium though."
"And?" asked Caera, momentarily looking up from her phone.
"Well, I pulverized the tablets of the Fecalmillium you sent," she related setting her stack of cartons on the table then taking Varda's and doing likewise. "The base pastry for the jelly rolls is the same so sprinkling that and the Softserve powder onto the rolled out dough was fairly straight forward." The baker's lips curved upwards slightly when she noticed the hardened state of the physician. "After that it was simply a matter of adding your flavouring of choice. We special ordered from the market for your little party here. We've been stewing fruit since we opened this morning."
"Sounds like you went all in," Cho complimented following the others eyes from the stiff cock of the doctor to the mouth of girl between them. "We certainly appreciate your efforts. I'm sure you worked hard all day as well didn't you?" she then queried as she turned to Varda and slid her jacket from her shoulders.
"Sure," the girl with the golden brown curls replied somewhat shyly before blurting out the rest in a rush, looking for approval. "But I like working with food so really it isn't work for me at all. I'm having fun when I'm in the kitchen."
"Each of these boxes contains two rolls," Adina revealed, "and you should be able to slice them into six good sizes pieces. I made 12 different flavours"
"But there's 16 boxes here," exclaimed Deborah.
"Not enough?" asked the pastry chef. "I still have some of the mix. I can make more but it will take a couple hours."
"We're going to probably need your help eating these," Cho declared with a laugh as she gently tugged the t-shirt of the young futa from her jeans and then lifted it over her head. She smiled at the student as her mother released her budding breasts from her bra. Varda, chewing her bottom lip, allowed herself to be casually disrobed as the three women continued conversing. Caera, having finished texting, then slid her hands around the waist of the 14 year old and unbuckled her belt before moving onto the button and zipper on her jeans.
"16 boxes...32 rolls...six pieces..." the O'Malley woman calculated as she pulled Varda's denims and panties down, prompting the younger to step out of them before whisking them away. "That's 192 servings."
"What were you expecting Adina, New Year's Eve at Gemini's?" Deborah asked chuckling at the Israeli's slightly rueful shrug.
"You look like you could use something to eat yourself," the Korean woman mused as she pushed down on the shoulders of the shorter futa. "As it happens, the good doctor here has something for that." The younger Margolis fell to her knees and came face to face with the glistening crown of Dr. Miller's 11 inch cock. It was an offer that didn't need to be made twice. She licked her lips and then slid them over the shaft as the physican placed her hands on the back of her head and started the easy skull fucking motion. "You've really trained her well," Deborah silently mouthed to her mother as she sawed her tool in and out of the full teenage lips below.
The trio shared a smile at her ready obedience and the Irish woman hiked up her dress sliding off of her chair now behind the prone student. A bottle of lubricant was passed to her and moments later the redhead's thrusting had been added to that of the clinician as she ploughed the willing field of the girl's ass. Reaching around with her left hand she gripped the student's young stalk and began a motion that mimicked her own and that of the other plunging pipe.
"We should really get these rolls where they need to be," Adina advised with some reluctance picking up one stack of cartons again.
"Agreed," the librarian nodded grabbing the other and grinning. "Follow me, I'll tell Ruth what a good girl you've been."
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Penelope was full to bursting, she didn't understand it. It's not like she had a lot to eat today, I mean she had scarfed down enough at lunch it would be enough to feed Lorelei and Kayleigh, but she shouldn't be this full. She half walked, half staggered down the hallway towards their room. She had to make it to the table, she had to make it to the trough she had set upon it. If she could just get there she could shit to her heart's content. Her two shit slaves would be back soon with the take out order and she could feed them burgers and sludge. How had she gotten so full? Had Dr. Hanratty gotten the dose of Fecalmillium wrong?
It was really nice that she had taken such an interest in her research. She had visited again today. She had been there when she had shown Grandma Annika the latest numbers of her two older sisters. So had Principal McFadden from Adderwood Middle School. The futagen would be attending classes there in the fall to prepare her for Meadowvale Academy. She had always known she was fairly intelligent but not even she had expected the school headmaster to take a personal interest in her little experiment. It was going well. Lorelei was up to 141 pounds now and Kayleigh had weighed in at 144 this morning. What was puzzling her was the fact that she was gaining weight as well, lately faster than the two of them. She had stepped on the scales after they had left and was surprised to find she was only two pounds lighter than the blonde at 139.
Their sludgy pudginess was starting to show now, both of their school uniforms had to be taken out in the past week. She wouldn't be surprised if they needed new ones in a larger size before the end of the year. Their cheeks were rounding as well as were her own strangely enough. Penelope stopped momentarily and pinched her ass together while clutching her stomach. "Almost there, almost there," she hissed through her teeth, moving forward once more, quicker this time. The 12 year old burst through the bedroom door even as she continued squeezing her legs shut. The soft phut, phut, phut of her impending bowel burst followed her across the room. As she struggled onto the table she could feel her first slippery brown eel forcing its way out of her sphincter, painting the gusset of her pink one piece a different colour. The brunette parted her legs to straddle the round pan atop the surface and her fecal flood filled her silks, pushing upwards over her pussy and balls, stiffening her nine inch cock.
Popping the snaps on her garment, she slumped into the muddy mass as it continued to pour out of her. "So nice, it felt so nice," she thought feeling the soft mushy bed of filth grow bit by bit. Penelope closed her eyes as sighed then began to rock back and forth, the vein on the underside of her tool sliding deliciously along a greasy furrow of fudge that had formed between her legs. More and more she pushed out, it seemed like there was no end to the waste flowing from her rosebud. Now it was working its way into her quim and tickling her clit as well with each flexing of her hips.
She couldn't help herself, she was so horny. Her hand dropped to her piece and slickening it with sludge, Penelope fisted her fingers around her pipe, lending their touch to her arousal. Her soft fecal ice cream relentlessly pushed out of her, imprisoning her erogenous zones in their slippery caress. Faster and faster she jacked herself as her other hand, seemingly having a mind of its own, dipped into the mucky morass below. Up the front of her dress it slid, working the strap off of her shoulder, coating her right nipple in mud. A second handful found its way to her left areola while the shit piled up around her and her stroking became frantic.
Her bliss eagerly bounded towards her as her filthy fingers continued their journey upwards. Instinctively her lips parted, welcoming the fecal intrusion with a feral moan of desire, and as she savoured the sludge that found her taste buds, Penelope exploded in orgasm. Thick globs of cum erupted from her tool over and over smacking noisily into the wall of waste before it as she fucked her mouth with the fudgy goodness. Her girl grease flooded out beneath her slickening the track her pipe rode upon even more. Clean fingers dipped once more into the brown below and returned once again. Her lips closed upon them once more feeding the eager mouth of the futagen the strangely familiar flavor of shit as her balls boiled forth their cream over and over.
The three grey haired futas watched the big screen in Annika Schwartzstein's office with interest as each slammed their hardened tools in and out of the young plush lips of the girls on their knees before them. Sitting on the coffee table in front of the couch several few bags with the Gemini's logo on them, the take out the girl on the screen had ordered earlier. The Fenwell Group's Head of Research shared a sweaty smile with Dr. Doris Hanratty as Penelope Schwartzstein's alter ego Penelopiggy emerged from her subconscious for the first time. They had done it, their experiment had been a success. Lorna McFadden, the third older woman in the room seemed similarly impressed.
One by one, each of them careened over the top of their lust, matching the young futa's carnal torrent as they peered through the hidden camera in the room she slept in. First the school principal's load began to surge down the throat of rounded Kayleigh Harper. Then the physician followed suit filling her boss's equally thickening granddaughter Lorelei up with her creamy treat. Finally Annika herself gave forth her load, flooding the mouth of the athletic Elizabeth Cready with her deluge of desire. Another smile was share between the three of them, this one more relaxed, bathed in bliss and elation. They had done it. Their experiment had been a success.
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From the table she was strapped to she could see both Rozālija and Marta. Distracted by both her sissy daughter losing her virginity to the massive meat of the Beauvalier girl and her other one receiving her surprise comeuppance from a younger schoolmate and the older doctor, Valda didn't even notice that she was being restrained until it was too late. Minutes later the sluicing of dual dildos in and out of her pussy and ass from the hydraulic arms at the opposite end of the table heralded the beginning of a different type of exam. An IV was attached to her arm. "No doubt filled with Seedomil Industrial," she surmised as she watched Dr. Charles grease up her hand with lubricant and begin sliding her fist up and down the length of her inch tool. She smiled lazily at her mother as the red headed futa caressed the hair of her bound child and returned her affectionate gaze.
Her heart rate having lowered once more after she had pumped Marta Ozolina's ass full of her creamy load Owena nodded to have the pump on the feeding hose turned off and kept her eight inch thick girth buried in the teenager's ass. "Bring me a pair of the Adjustable Happy Pants Tess, the ones with the zippers," she instructed her assistant. A new design the clinic had requested specifically of Brenda LaSalle, they enabled medical personnel to fit a pair onto a restrained patient without releasing them. Between the two of them it took but a minute to snug the young Ozolina girl into hers. The physician withdrew her cock and now free from its fleshy plug, a long brown snake of shit began pushing through the loosened sphincter into the gusset of the stretchy material as the older woman zipped up the garment sealing the filth within.
A gentle push downwards on the Forsythe girl's shoulders was the only hint the student needed as she slid her lips over the sludgy length of the Welsh woman's cock. "That's right dear, clean me up. This is a medical facility after all, we must be sanitary." As her muddy pipe slid in and out of the dark skinned futa's mouth, she watched the girl on the horse rock to and fro, her involuntary humping inducing by the implant within her ass. Bit by bit she settled lower onto the apparatus as more and more of her fudge flowed out of her and filled up the garment they had put her in. She leaned over and turned the pump on once again and watched Marta's rhythmic swallowing pick up once more before glancing at the table her mother was currently restrained on. Her hips softly flexed up and down as the carnal automatons beckoned to her approaching bliss and her mother fucked three fingers in and out of her mouth.
A quick peek around the other curtain showed that Mirielle had crawled up the table and was now skull fucking Rozālija with some ferocity. "That one has definitely got stamina," she mused grinning as the Haitan's mother removed her panties and lined up her 13 inch beast with the rosebud of the girly-girl. She returned her gaze to the other Ozolina girl's expanding stomach and then looked down at the restaurateur's daughter. Tossling her hair, she reluctantly pulled her hardening iron from the fleshy mouth forge. "We can continue this in a bit. Right now, we have more work to do."
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"You need to hand wash each one and then hang them up afterwards," Regan instructed as she stood beside her brother Nigel showing him how to launder her lingerie and that of her mother. She glanced down at the small bulge in front of the baby blue panties he now wore and smiled inwardly. She knew what that felt like and now her younger sibling was feeling it for the first time. He was still colouring a bit in the face from the entire ordeal but he needed to get used to it, he was in this pickle until the end of the school year.
The two of them had always been fairly equal in terms of skill when it came to playing computer games with Dungeoneer III being their current favourite. Once she had tinkered with his controller though it was a foregone conclusion that she would win the wager. A wager that would see him do the laundry until school got out in the summer. She had pretended reluctance to give him the opportunity for a re-match.
"So, if you win, you get out of doing the laundry all of the time and we go back to normal house chores?" she pondered slowly as if considering. "But what if I win again? What do I get?"
"What if I were to do the dishes too...until the end of the year?" Nigel suggested.
"If I beat you twice in a row at DIII?" she shot back with a bit of incredulousness. "No, I want something more than that. You want out of doing laundry Nig? Well if you win, you've got it, but if you lose, you wear it. You wear it until the end of the school year."
"Wear it?" he questioned, now looking a bit shocked himself.
"You wear a pair of my panties every day and I pick which ones," she stated laying out the terms of the double or nothing bet. "I've got some older ones that will fit you."
"Deal," he agreed abruptly suddenly confident after taking a few seconds to think about it. "But I'm not using those controls, they're screwed." He walked over to the closet and grabbed his old set. "These ones might not be as fancy as the ones we got last month, but they'll work better."
"Let's hope so, I want a good match this time," Regan commented knowing full well her little brother might go back his previous joystick. As the game went on and Nigel's buttons began sticking more than usual, the distress on his face was palatable. When his final guard fell he was absolutely dejected. The arguments for why the game shouldn't count started almost immediately.
"A bet is a bet is a bet little brother and you lost both of yours," the caramel blonde insisted. "Strip," she ordered walking across the hall and returning from her room a minute later with a pair of pale blue silk panties.
More rationalizing interspersed with whining and pleading ensued but in the end 13 year old Nigel Sawyer stood before his sister in a faded orange T-shirt and the baby blue undergarment.
"You like the way my panties feel don't you Nig?" she asked nodding towards his stiff cock encased in the soft fabric. "The feel of silk on skin, it's so sensual, one of the little pleasures only us girls get to have," she explained taking a pair of her soiled panties from the hamper and sliding them inside the front of the ones he was wearing as she stepped behind him. "Do you like that Nig? Do you like the feeling of silk on skin?"
The dark haired boy chewed his lower lip in unease. If anything his cock had gotten even harder since the second soft pair of panties encased it. No longer only touching parts of his organ, his entire member was now submerged in silk. He dare not look down at the gentle pressing on the front panel of the blue ones he wore, he knew he would find his older sister's hand there. "Regan was right, it did feel nice," he thought as he leaned back into the taller girl and a slight thrusting began, egged on by her subtle motion.
"There we go Nig," she whispered into his ear. "Up and down, up and down, just like that, up and down. Feel the silk slide up and down on your little cock."
Lost in the moment, he mislaid his earlier protestations and let the cooing of his older sibling guide his existence. His body melted into hers and their journey became one. As he sunk further and further into this new world of feminine pleasure with his sister he failed to notice that somewhere along the way she had stopped calling him Nigel and started calling him Naomi.
"Keep going Naomi, keep fucking the soft silk panties, up and down, up and down," the honey haired brunette urged as she increased the pace of her flexing and pressed her hand tighter. "Up and down Naomi, up and down." Faster and faster they humped as the shorter chewed her lip once more and mewled as her gentle caress of the fabric stoked the flames of her desire to new heights. "Feels so nice being a girl doesn't it Naomi, so nice. So nice you want to cum for me now don't you?" Regan asked with heavy breath herself as their mutual thrusting became frantic. "You want to cum don't you Naomi?" Another whimper sounded in response and she tightened her grip further. "Cum for me Naomi, shoot your goo, paste your cream on the silk, cum for me Naomi, CUM!" she commanded.
She couldn't disobey even if she had wanted to and she did not want to. Her orgasm surged up from within as rope upon rope of her pearly prize surged into the plush panty prison that she willingly wallowed in. Over and over she erupted, her sister kissing her neck as jets of her semen soaked the silk. She had never cum so hard in all of her life, but even this blissful peak eventually came to its end. Naomi felt the slithering of soft material slide away as she leaned against her older sibling in her post-orgasmic languor.
"Open up Naomi," she heard Regan whisper as through dreamy eyes she spotted the panties that had moments earlier been next to her cock in front of her face. "We have a special way to wash these ones."
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Adina glanced over from where she was sitting on the third of the three assembled Empress Thrones. The Fecalmillium spiked jelly rolls were sitting on a nearby table easily accessible for any who wished to supplement their diet. The lawyer Ruth Finney and the Hanratty's live in nurse Jillian Jarvis, sandwiched the Korean typist from the town hall between them, the first claiming her ass while the second's fleshy prong plunged in and out of her pussy. Roberta Anders, newly transferred to the town library from Meadowvale, completed the quartet. Her girthy beast was pistoning relentlessly in and out of the Asian's lovely mouth. They were all getting close to cumming.
She shifted her gaze downwards once more to the angelic young face of Melody Mockingbird as her own pipe glided effortlessly through the full lips of the futagen. Such a beauty she was, her features framed in long tawny hair, her blue eyes picking up hers again, never wavering as she was rhythmically skull fucked by the older woman. "So pliant, so willing," the baker marveled privately at the girl. "She'd get along so well with Varda, with Ariel too." She had heard about these new arrivals from The Fenwell Group but had not had occasion to actually try one out until today. "The family definitely needs to find a way to get one of these."
A second set of lips caressed her stretching rosebud as another lengthy log from deep within started slithering downwards into the waiting mouth of the older sister of the fornicating clinician, Aubrey. Only arriving last week, apparently she had been brought in by the town council to fill some kind of financial position, at least as others had told it. Adina thought the woman quite attractive. She had seen her once from a distance in that time. She had lovely high cheekbones on a heart shaped visage that was framed by a black haired bob accentuated by square rimmed glasses. Her upturned face of coffee and cream had been smudged with filth when she had sat on it a few minutes ago. As it was now the gentle sliding of waste on the curves of her asscheeks told the sturdy brunette that the older Jarvis woman was completely submerged in shit but for the wonderfully soft fleshy rim that gently massaged her anal bloom as she fed her.
And the Israeli native was carrying quite a load of fudge within her. There was no small amount of taste testing that took place when she was perfecting the jelly roll recipe. She must have had four of five slices herself in the process. This was her third sludgy serpent to wend its way out of her ass and there was no end in sight. Beyond the ass of the futagen in front of her she could see the steady surging of cum and breast milk through three hoses that she knew were connected to the shit slut trapped beneath her. Adina smiled dreamily thinking of the unending cycle of bliss Aubrey Jarvis must be experiencing even as she floated on the dueling euphoria the two pairs of silky lips were beckoning from her being. Suddenly she groaned as her right nipple was tweaked.
"Sorry," she started her focus once again bubbling to the surface of her thoughts as Cho Han grinned at her momentary carnal lapsing.
"I said, `and her daughter is every bit as talented as she is as well,'" she repeated.
"Whose?" the Margolis woman asked.
"Hers," she nodded to the chair she was sitting on. "The one you are feeding, Aubrey Jarvis. She has a daughter enrolled in Adderwood, second year. Sadie's in the same class as my youngest. A real beauty, she's around here somewhere," she described as she gently urged the girl at her knees to increase the pace of her oral ministrations by adding her hand to the pair already on the back of her skull. "A bit of a moptop she is, a smidgen taller than Mom here, but still finding her grace for all that."
"Sounds like someone I should meet," Adina breathed, trying hard to stay above the surface of her arousal.
"Oh you will," Cho murmured coyly before greeting someone over the baker's shoulder. "Oh, hey Deb, do you have something in there for her?" she queried nodding to the futa she had been conversing with as Dr. Miller walked into the study area of the library with her vial case. Setting it on the table and opening it, she fished around inside momentarily before holding one of the small glass containers up in her hand and a Quick Mix kit. A quick look to the baker by the librarian confirmed the latter's sensual distraction. The Korean then nodded towards the bloated young girl eating a slice of blueberry pineapple jelly roll a few feet away.
Absently looking on, unaware that she was in any way of import, Sadie Jarvis lazily jacked her nine inch cock with one hand while she pushed a piece of pastry into her mouth with the other, watching the goings on around her. All three of the chairs she had heard called Empress Thrones were occupied at the moment. Her new best friend Amber was emptying herself into one of them now. The two of them had been mowing down mud all day to prepare for this. It was somewhat of a rarity for the pair. Usually when they were together others sat on their faces, but it seemed like they would be on top tonight at least some of the time. One of the Finney twins, the light haired one Raven, sat next to her housemate pulling her cum from her cock as she probed the futagen's mouth with her tongue. She had watched the other twin Robin get locked into the contraption her friend now sat on earlier.
A few feet away a red haired woman she had only met today waggled subtly as she fed the upturned mouth beneath her orbs. If she remembered correctly, one of the librarians was in that one and she was new in town too. She and another woman she had only recently come to know, Rosamund Anders, were carrying on an animated conversation, each smiling and sharing motherly looks of approval at the girl on their knees between them. "She must be older than me," Sadie reasoned, "I haven't seen her at Adderwood." The latter's head, guided by the hands of the bespectacled brunette in the young futa's long wavy brown hair, was bobbing up and down on the Anders' woman's ample pole. It wasn't as big as her sister's Roberta's, but it was big enough.
Finally the third station, well, inside that one she knew sat her mother. She had no idea she liked eating shit as much as she did until they had arrived in Meadowvale last week. Sadie had no idea that she would like eating shit so much either. But both of their stomachs had been stretched relentlessly by any number of local futas. She had never cum so often and so hard in her young life. She peered down at her bulging midsection, licked her fingers, grabbed an apple and cinnamon flavoured jellyroll slice and jammed it into her mouth.
"You're looking rather full dear," she heard a voice from behind her and turned to see Dr. Miller standing beside her.
"Amber and me ate lots at Mom's work today," the moptopped girl replied matter-of-factly. "Aunt Jill brought us in just after lunch to visit. Did you know the receptionist Miss Evans is a girly-girl? We got to fuck her, Amber and me," the 14 year old blurted as the doctor bent her over and opened the vial.
"You don't say?" Deborah conversed as she started spreading the solution in the glass container on the youngster's ass and in her crevice.
"All of us did, Aunt Jill too," she continued relating. "And she sucked our cocks."
"When did you have time to eat?" the clinician asked as she ran a finger over the other's rosebud.
"After that," she explained. "We met some of the staff that worked there. There was a meeting my mom was in with Miss Stoichkova and Miss Dimetrescu. They were talking about selling stuff in Denmark. We didn't hear most of it, we were eating."
"How many were present?" the Miller woman queried standing the girl up again as she finished.
"Well them, their assistants, there was this other younger woman, younger even than Aunt Jill, Mischa Koletova," Sadie revealed as she let herself be lead over towards the Empress Throne she knew her mother occupied. "I think she is related to one of my classmates Keesa. I ate her shit too, she had lots. She had an assistant too. And a couple of girls from up front stopped by to deliver some files."
"Yes, yes, it certainly does sound like you've had your fill," Dr. Miller surmised as she sat the girl on Cho's lap and smeared the remaining Lustrium that she had prepared with the Quick Mix kit under the nose and on the cheeks of Adina Margolis without warning. It was an open secret that the clinic kept semen samples from all of the futas residing in Meadowvale for research but it was also used for recreational purposes as well. It's not like anyone really minded the occasional dose of the designer drug that reduced one's inhibitions and made them more suggestible, at least not that Deborah had heard of. The Christmas Cum Drive numbers were up this year significantly. If there were any backlash to Lustrium, she would have seen it there.
Adina's nostrils flared with the new scent and her eyelids drooped as the drug took effect. Putting the vial away, the physician aided the librarian in getting the rounded 13 year old climb up onto the Empress Throne so she was facing away from the baker with a foot on each arm. She felt the latter's hands grip each of her legs to hold her steady.
"Remember I said that you would meet Aubrey's daughter Sadie a few minutes ago Adina?" the Korean asked as she brushed her hand through her hair and gently pushed it towards the crevice before her. "Do you remember? Well, here she is. Here she is, and it looks like she really wants to meet you. Look, look Adina, she how she is pulling her ass cheeks apart for you. Do you see her lovely rosebud? See how it trembles and leaks? Yes, yes she wants to meet you. Why don't you greet her, greet her
with your tongue," the woman with the mahogany bob suggested.
The crinkled folds of flesh that quivered before her beckoned forth Adina's desire. As the brown grease trickled from the shuddering seal she found she could not resist; she did not want to resist. The mocha orbs of the young futa pushed up against her cheeks, her mouth slowly opened and the pink muscle within slithered out of its lair in curiousity. For that was what it was. It had been many years since the Israeli woman had been this position. Yes, she had been taught as a youth the nourishing life of toiletry but she had always been the dominant one in their household. It was her slightly older cousin Ariel who was normally on her back with her mouth open.
Adina had always held the upper hand there, even as children. When she had decided that the other's eldest daughter needed to follow in her mother's footsteps, the larger woman had meekly agreed. She had trained Chavy well, she would make a great shit slut when she went to Ridgeway next year. Her eldest daughter Varda, who had come with her today, would be next. She had been feeding her now for almost three years and her teachers at Adderwood had said good things. The ones at Meadowvale had echoed their sentiments. Without a doubt the 14 year old would find her fill here today. But as her tongue eagerly lapped the soiled skin and poked the flexing flower of her child's schoolmate, she realized that for the first time in years she would too.
"Sadie tastes so good doesn't she?" asked Cho from her right.
"Yes, yes, her juices sliding over your tongue are delicious," agreed Deborah from her left. "But you want more don't you?"
"You need more," the Korean urged as she felt her head tilted back. "You need to fill yourself full of her fudge don't you?"
"You need to savour it as it oozes across your taste buds and down your throat," the doctor dictated to her already willing desires.
Yes, yes, she did. She wanted all of those things. She needed all of those things. The Margolis woman parted her upturned lips and allowed the young Jarvis girl to sink down upon them, her arms now gripping her around her distended stomach as she was unwilling to be parted from her prize. And then it began. A long slimy serpent of shit slithered downwards through her welcoming fleshy round setting her senses aflame as it filled her oral cavity. Again and again she eagerly swallowed not wanting to be denied any of the wonderful waste being fed her even as her filth pushed out of her below.
The mouth that had been casually sliding up and down on her 10 inch tool suddenly picked up its pace and fingers found her clit. Lips closed on each of her tits and her existence became a whirlpool of constant arousal swirling around the sludge cascading down her throat. Higher and higher it carried her, deeper and deeper it dragged her down. She closed her eyes and gave herself over to the carnal monsoon. Gooey girl juice flooded from her pussy. Breast milk filled the mouths that had closed upon her tits. And her cum, her cum erupted from her lava like in uncontrollable vines of lust, each thicker than the last, each swamping the young mouth that had been coaxing forth her cresting. She had become one with her sensual storm.
"So I was just talking to Gerdur, a few minutes ago," Ulrike Bergheim conversed helping Caera O'Malley to her feet, the latter having just finished feeding the librarian's assistant Roos De Klerk. "We're going to have company."
"Oh really?" the Irish futa replied straightening her bodycon dress and pulling it back down over her generous hips. "Beyond my daughter and her friend and those that Deborah called?" she then asked nodding to the Empress Throne where the doctor and Cho Han were busy re-acquainting Adina Margolis with her long forgotten toiletry training.
"Apparently so," the German answered. "She just got a call from her daughter, the one that just arrived. She is on her way over from Adderwood and apparently she had her sister and a vanload of kids with her, some rather full I'm told."
End Chapter 91