Meadowvale Academy Chapter 99
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Meadowvale Academy
Chapter 99: Family Unions and Re-Unions Part 4
"Hurry up girls," Mary Ellen urged from the kitchen as she laid out the daily vitamin regimens on the preparatory island for the 13 futas that now lived at 86 Atkins Crescent. It only made sense that this duty would fall to her being the physician of the household and having adults meds out with the students provided a good example for the latter. She glanced around the room. The Bosko sisters leaned against the structure further down each with a mug of coffee in hand. Domna wore a dark blue coloured pant suit that while business like accented her body's curves nicely. She and Hasana had important meetings at the town hall today before the first futagen placement later in the afternoon, Serenghetti Roundtree. The bespectacled Grina had a somewhat schoolmarmish vibe to her wardrobe on this day, her conservatively dark plum midi skirt and soft rose blouse was accented by a cream cardigan sweater. She peered in her lesson plan while cocking an ear to her sibling's plans.
Sitting at the table with their meds were the Persian assistant and the newest member of their family Didi Pomeroy. On this day, the pair were a study of contrasts. The first, much like her boss was quite business-like in her attire, though her shading of choice was crimson and she wore a snug fitting office dress as opposed to slacks and blouse. The French girl on the other hand had borrowed an outfit from Grina's younger daughter Felka, the two being close to the same size. The blue and beige square patterned dress worked well with her eyes and the lacy frills around the collar and hem only added to the innocence of the look. However, the black Doc Martens that she wore spoke of a certain rebelliousness beneath it all. The four women had allowed her to empty her body of filth before she dressed this morning having been satisfied with her stretching overnight. Two full containers had already been loaded into the back of the moving van while the younger generation was getting ready upstairs. Eyes glazed over, having been recently set free from her fecal imprisonment, she slumped against the older futa robotically opening her mouth whenever Hasana presented her with a pill and water. The Australian and the Qatari exchanged secretive smiles at the other's blind obedience as she swallowed another tablet.
One by one the teenagers bounded down the stairs into the kitchen. Felka, Tatum Jean and Serenghetti, wearing a straw hat she would not be without, lead the way with the other two futagens and Kasia close behind. Zocha and Rachela, the two 15 year olds, brought up the rear. "Pills, ladies, pills. Find your name, take your tablets," Mary Ellen directed. "This will be a daily routine from now on. You are all growing girls after all." The room filled with giggles and bursts of chatter as they made their way around the island to find their packets. Minutes later, meds taken, they were herded into the various vehicles in the driveway. Zocha and Felka would, as always, ride with the mother to the academy. Rachela, Kasia, and the three futagens however, packed themselves into the minivan with Mary Ellen. Domna and Hasana would return the moving truck and pick up the SUV that had been allocated to the former then head to the town hall with Didi in tow. One by one they each pulled out onto Atkins Crescent and the first day of their life together in Meadowvale began.
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"It's so good of you to fit Ancelina in with her mother today," Gabrielle Villeneuve remarked as she stood in the hallway outside of the school clinic with the new staff physician Dorothy Pratt and her daughter Deanna.
"We had a sale on today," the dark skinned futa joked watching the students walk the halls before classes, "buy one exam, get one free."
"She hasn't changed a bit," the Canadian thought silently, amusement creeping onto her face. The two were well acquainted from their time at Ridgeway, both having been in the same year. They really hadn't seen each other since then however, the doctor having returned overseas to open a private practice and Gabrielle having taken a position at the academy. Both now had daughters in high school, though in different years. "And it doesn't look like her daughter has fallen far from the tree," she observed with a secret glance at the sophomore's body. She was nearly as curvy as her mother and her mother had inches on her. She had always loved sliding her cock in and out of that woman's ass in university. "Nonetheless, we do appreciate it," she emphasized as she looked for her sister and niece. "With Adderwood on holidays this week, we couldn't have Dr. Ellesmere do it. And the clinic will be busy with the new futagens getting their exams plus all of the normal traffic you get on a Friday."
"I'm happy to do it," the American replied. "Gives us a chance to catch up a bit, our kids can meet. And I get to work with Deanna here. Though getting her out of her first period art was like pulling teeth," she added in putting on airs of annoyance knowing full well that the futa standing beside her taught the class. The last elicited a guffaw from the other staffer as the clinician took her glasses off to clean them.
"Is that them Mom?" the younger futa asked nodding towards the school office down the hall. Emerging from doorway ushered by the art teacher's daughter Sylvie was a shorter thinner woman whose honey brown hair was done up in a messy bun and who porcelain face hid behind a pair of wire rimmed glasses. Beside her was a younger blonde freckled girl whose familial features were immediately evident. Surprisingly, she looked to be every bit as developed as the older of the two and nearly as much so as the other student.
"Those are the droids we are looking for dear," the doctor cracked once more. "Margeaux isn't it?"
"Yes, my younger sister by six years," the older Villeneuve answered as the three approached. "She chose to study at the University of Lille in France, then took a position Rouen after graduating. Ancelina was born there."
"What will she be teaching here?" Dorothy queried.
"Home Economics and some of my French classes," Gabrielle divulged as she smiled and waved to her relatives. "She's also a classically trained vocalist. If they ever introduce music to Meadowvale, she would be a good candidate for that." She turned to her sibling then. "Get everything straightened out in the office?"
"I start teaching in a week Monday," the bespectacled futa grinned back showing her schedule. "Junior French, first class. I get to teach my niece a language she already knows."
"Don't get cocky Sylvie," the tall Canadian cautioned with a smile. "Your Aunt Margeaux will probably mark you harder than the others."
"And this is Ancelina then?" Dr. Pratt interjected regarding the young freckled blonde whose face lit up when she heard her name.
"Yes, Ma'am," the 13 year old replied. "I'm going to be attending this school in the fall."
"And we'll look forward to seeing you here," the dark skinned futa commented. "Shall we get started then?" She then pivoted to the others. "This will take some time, check back with the clinic at lunch to see how far along we are."
"Sounds like a plan," the art teacher agreed turning to her daughter. "To class young lady."
"Shall we?" Dorothy directed ushering the two new arrivals through the door of the clinic, greeting Stella Cantwell who was seated at the nurse's station outside the main examination suite. "These are the Villeneuve's, Gabby's sister Margeaux and her niece Ancelina, just in from France," she introduced. "This is Stella Cantwell, the school nurse. She has been integral in showing me around since I started."
"You're new too?" Margeaux queried as handshakes were exchanged all around.
"This week was my first one," she confirmed. "Prior to that, this woman's aunt juggled both my position and the Vice-Principal's job."
"Doris Hanratty?"
"One and the same," the clinician nodded before addressing the buxom blonde behind the desk. "Gabby and her daughter will be checking back in with me at lunch. I could use a bit of a hand in here though."
"I'm fairly caught up on the paperwork doctor, I could be a second," the Cantwell woman volunteered.
"That would be most appreciated, Stella," the older futa remarked her short black 50's style curls jiggling slightly with her slight nod. "Still one more wouldn't hurt. We do have two patients after all."
"I could see if Sally Ann Clearwater is available," the nurse suggested. "As the Guidance Counsellor, she's taken some night courses in this area. And if I understand the situation correctly, Ancelina here is going to have to talk to her at some point anyway."
"Good idea," the 42 year old concurred. "See if she has time. In the meantime we'll get these two started.
With that the foursome walked through the double doors in the far wall and entered the main examination room.
"You'll need to disrobe for this," the doctor continued professionally once the doors had closed. "You can hang your clothes up on the rack in the corner, shoes off too please. Then each of you one on of these examination beds, Margeaux here and Ancelina on this one, OK?" As the two newcomers complied with the instructions laid out before them, mother and daughter took the opportunity to peruse the bodies of the former Rouen residents from overtop a tablet both made a pretense of studying. "She's nearly as long as you are dear," Dorothy murmured to her daughter as the now naked 13 year old walked her clothes over to hang them up. "Thicker too unless I miss my guess."
"The mother isn't in her class though," Deanna countered. "She might even be smaller than Sylvie too. Definitely doesn't have her curves."
"Well, follow my lead dear, and enjoy yourself," she instructed starting towards the patients. "Let's get you comfortable Lina," she suggested patting the padded surface, ignoring the frown of her daughter who was likely looking forward to examining the younger girl. "You don't mind if I call you Lina do you?" she asked helping the blonde girl put her legs into the stirrups as Deanna did the same with her parent.
"No, not at all, Mom calls me that too," she replied not noticing the restraints being slipped over her arms.
"Lina it is then. So are you looking forward to attending the academy in the fall?"
"Very much so. Mom says it is one of the best schools in the country."
"Academic journals agree with her," the doctor concurred as she tightened all of the straps, immobilizing the teenager. Glancing over at the other bed she saw her daughter had done the same with her patient. "Deanna will be a junior in the fall. She is doing her apprenticeship here in the clinic though she might help out in town as well, we aren't sure yet."
"Excuse me doctor, but are all of these restraints necessary?" Margeaux asked from the other gynecological station.
"Well, it will be a thorough exam dear and we do need you to lie still for it," she explained as she started placing the younger futa's skull in a head brace. "The easier we make it, the faster it will go." The Pratts exchanged smiles having finished securing the Villeneuves and inserting oral spreaders in each of their mouths.
The teacher flinched slightly as she felt a small prick in her left buttock.
"Deanna has given you a local anesthetic," Dorothy declared as she leaned over the older futa's face and held her tongue in place with a depresser. "We'll need to numb things up down there for a few minutes when we take a closer look. In the meantime, let's see what we what we have here," she pondered peering into the woman's mouth. "Yes, just as I expected. Dee hand me the syringe on the table there. Lucky I caught this. You would have had problems with the local water if I hadn't." Holding the muscle in place she injected the contents of the needle into the underside of the pink flesh and then loosed it from its confinement. "Give it a few minutes, it will taste minty. When it does, you'll know it is working. In the meantime, let's look at your daughter."
The same procedure was repeated for the French girl as both of the bound futas were given the Linguamorph treatment while their lower bodies gradually lost sensation. The 15 year old pinched the right buttock of the new staffer and seeing there was no reaction glanced over at her mother.
"Start them both on the IV solution dear, while I take a closer look below," Dorothy directed as she pulled up a stool, wheeled into place behind the teacher, and pried her fleshy cheeks apart, holding them in place with an a metal framework that was attached to the bottom of the bed and could be raised into place. It only took a few minutes before both mother and daughter, neither of whom could look anywhere but at the ceiling, had Prostatic Stimulators implanted deep within their anal canals. Shortly thereafter the `Slutting Arms' as they were being referred to were slid into place and a pair of dildos began slowly sawing in and out of each of their numbed pussies and asses. The older Pratt watched the drip feeds on both patients and checked the monitors, then pulling up the display on her tablet activated both of the devices she had just set into place, starting them on a slow climb from 1.0.
"So, now we wait," the physician announced to her patients as she removed the oral spreaders. "We need to see results over time. You are plugged into our instrumentation so we'll leave you here for now, but we will be back to check up on you. Just relax and let everything take its course. The easier we make it, the faster it will go."
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As Lilja Johanssen sat in the middle of the table in the diner with her two classmates Erica Pang and Kiraz Agha chatting about recent events she waggled her ass pushing the face of Serenghetti Roundtree a little deeper into her crevice before her rosebud stretched the girl's lips for a third time. "Pineapple and Strawberry are going to love this one," she thought privately as another of her long mushy meals slid from out of her ass and into the mouth below. To be sure, it was expected that her apprenticeship would be at the clinic, after all she did have an interest in medicine and her mother was a physician there. But it was this kind of assignment that made her glad that she did.
"There are three futagens arriving from Blackbridge Common on Thursday for placement," her mother informed her at the dinner table Wednesday. It was just the two of them tonight, Froja having gone out with friends. "They have all started their training in toiletry but it is our responsibility to make them into willing shit sluts before we hand them over to their new families," she continued as she opened the file on her laptop displaying images of the three young girls.
She remembered getting hard immediately upon seeing their young faces. This was most definitely why she signed up for this.
"Normally this would have taken place up north but they are experiencing capacity problems at the moment I'm told. Something to do with Windmoor Heights I believe," she added forking a piece of meatloaf into her mouth. "Long story short, we also have other things happening at the clinic Friday that will require the senior apprentices we would usually hand this to. Which is why you, Erica, and Kiraz are getting this."
"We've already cleared it with the academy, so long as you make up the homework, they are happy to credit the apprenticeship hours and give you the day off. They'll be dropped off at the clinic shortly before 9 AM Friday," she further explained taking a sip of her wine. "Show them the town, introduce them to the locals, get them familiar with our way of life around here. Take them to the diner across the way for brunch, but have them back here for 3:00 PM. And Lilja dear...the fuller the better."
To her left Kiraz Agha, a tall, lithe athletic redhead, with a build very much like her younger sister sat astride the upturned face of Gwyneth Builder, the glasses of the latter having slid off of her skull and now sat on the floor behind her head. The young girl's steady swallowing as she thrust upwards in rhythm showed none of the residual resistance that might have been there earlier in the morning. The curly haired junior, her hair no longer than her own, shot her a wink and flashed her teeth as she fed the dishwater blonde 12 year old her slimy sludge. She and her younger sibling Banou both attended Meadowvale and were boarding with the Dimestrescu's this year while her mother completed her current contract in Instanbul.
To her right was the South Korean Erica Pang. As short as she was at 5'6" but with a body that was less full than wiry strong, she was the captain of the gymnastics team as a junior. Ever since she had added a bit of wave to her long black hair a couple weeks ago she seemed to have a more luscious, tempting quality to her appearance that hadn't been there before. When the three 12 year olds were introduced to their minders for the day, the blonde bobbed Athena Acorn nearly melted at the sight of her. Now the young futagen lay on her back obediently worshipping the ass of the Asian and all the fudgy goodness that oozed out of it and over her tongue. Like the others, her cock slid up and down in the cocksleeve attached to the Slutofier each of the new arrivals wore as she flexed up and down within it. And like the others her stomach was well rounded for this was not the first time today each of their lovely lips had been forced open by an insistent assflower.
The three juniors decided on a circuit that would see them walk the futagens through the downtown, taking in the local sites and shops, pointing out things of note, the town library, the municipal buildings, Gemini's, though they agreed to steer clear of Mary Jane's. After all, Serenghetti was being dropped off today and it would be better if it were a surprise. Eventually, as per their plan, they ended up back at the Birchwood Diner just after 11 AM. They grabbed one of the curtained booths along the rear in front of the kitchen somewhat separated from the others by a low wall topped with latticework and a walkway for the servers. Erica ordered the jumbo pancake platter for the table as Lilja pulled out her tablet to surreptitiously check the readings on the implants of the three futagens. They had been pulsing at 1.0 the entire morning she noticed, but it was time to change that.
The Danish girl started them on a slow climb just as the food arrived. The three youngest peppered the others with questions and even the manager Norma Sewell sat down with them for a while as they ate to field some queries. Approaching 60 years old, the dark skinned British futa was the matriarch of an artistically gifted family, she herself being a published author of several mystery novels. Her dark curly mop of a pixie cut sat pleasantly atop large rimmed glasses and her eyes twinkled as she related her tales of the town to the newcomers. As the food gradually disappeared though, the chattered became more subdued and was replaced subtle squirming, the 12 year olds starting to feel the effects of the implants increased setting. With a knowing smile the older woman gathered plates and cutlery and took her leave, Kiraz pulling the curtains on the booth closed behind her as she left.
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The four of them sat around the dual monitors on the desk watching the events unfolding in the next room. The heavy breathing, the sighs, the occasional moan, all could be easily heard through the camera mics that were broadcasting the image of mother and daughter, each restrained on a gynecological bed humping upwards repeatedly as their carnal depths were plundered by dueling dildos.
"How long have they been like that?" Sally Ann asked as she canoodled with her girlfriend Stella Cantwell while sitting on her lap.
"It's got to be over two hours now," Dorothy Pratt replied peering at the other screen. "They're both over 60 CCs in regards to how much sperm they are holding."
"And the implants are up to 2.8," her daughter Deanna chimed in. "Mom had me up to 4.2 the night I got mine installed. I ended up cumming buckets."
"I'd never heard her squeal quite like that before," the doctor revealed with a smile.
"How are you liking it here so far, Dee?" Stella queried gently caressing the underside of one of Sally Ann's breasts.
"It's great," she gushed, "so much better than St. Ignatius back home. I'm having a lot of fun and made some really good friends. Chloe and Ceri are both doing apprenticeships at the clinic in town on the weekends. They're in my homeroom."
"That's good to hear," the guidance counselor declared happily. "Glad to see you're fitting in."
"The Linguamorph Treatment should have taken by now," the physician estimated. "We should see how well it worked. This new faster acting shot looks promising."
"Agreed," Stella nodded playfully smacking Sally Ann's ass so she could get up from her chair. The others followed suit and with the dark skinned doctor leading the way the foursome entered the examination suite.
"How are we doing in here?" Dorothy greeted as she approached the two strapped down futas, each imprisoned in their own ecstasy as they hips slammed up and down and the pillaging lengths sliding in and out of their pussies and assholes.
"Need...to...cum," Margeaux struggled between sighs and mewls.
"Yeeeessss. I'll bet you and your daughter both do," the wavy haired doctor surmised as she played with the teacher's hair. "But not yet. We still need to do some tests," she explained as she moved between the two beds. "The tongue injection we gave you earlier, it's called the Linguamorph Treatment. All the students have it now and some of the staffers have also had it done. It's been over two hours so the process should have activated by now but we won't really know until we try it out now will we? But in order for us to do so," she continued coating her stiff cock with lube and then reaching across the older Villeneuve's body, "you're going to need to be restrained a little bit more." She then pulled another strap back across it adding a middle piece that encircled the futa's hardened member. A short glance to the other table saw that Deanna had followed suit with the younger student.
Both of the bound patients moaned with the introduction of the new stimulus as their steely flesh slid up and down within their slippery confinement. By this time both Sally Ann and Stella had slid their slacks and panties to the ground and were now naked from the waist down. "This is why we have brought Miss Clearwater and Nurse Cantwell into the exam. They are going to help us test effectiveness of the treatment while my daughter and I observe. Yeeesss, that feels so nice doesn't it? Makes you want to cum even more, but you can't, not yet, not until we're done testing." The other two staffers began climbing up on the examination beds, the buxom blonde straddling the mousy teacher's midsection while the redhead pushed her glasses up on her nose as she took up a similar position on the 13 year old.
"You're probably wondering what exactly the Linguamorph Treatment does?" the Pratt woman theorized aloud. "It's quite simple really, under certain stimuli, your tongue will now get bigger, longer, and you will by extension be able to give your partner more pleasure orally which is never a bad thing." She smiled as both of the woman slid forward on the others until the crowns of their swollen stalks rested against the lips of the women beneath them. Dorothy looked at her tablet momentarily to check the levels of her patients. Both were over 70 CCs in held sperm now. "So what would be the stimuli that would activate the Linguamorph Treatment? That's easy and quite ingenious actually. It's seminal fluids." With the mention of the last both Sally Ann and Stella pushed forward through the meager resistance of the weakened resolve of the two Villeneuve's and commenced sawing their thick tools in and out of their mouths.
Deanna pulled a stool up and sat down next to Ancelina, her head level with the other girl's, gently running her hand through the younger's blonde locks as Sally Ann Clearwater's 10 inch cock deepened it's penetration with each successive thrust. "That's right Lina," she cooed. "Let Miss Clearwater show you the Meadowvale way, let her prepare you for September." The two shared a smile as the redhead's balls started slapping up against the chin of the soon to be first year. Seeing that the French futa had acclimatized herself to the size of the guidance counselor, the doctor's daughter, gave the latter a little push on the back. The staffer raised an eyebrow, then sliding both hands behind the girl's skull picked up the pace of her face fucking.
Ancelina's lips had never been stretched further. True, her own member was actually thicker than the one that was pillaging her mouth now, if not quite as long, but her mother's was decidedly smaller in all respects. And to date she had been her only sexual partner. After all a teenage girl with dick larger than most boys was not something that fell within the bounds of `normality' in most places. As it was her mother had arranged for her to be excused from gym class at her old school to prevent exposure. But now here she was a cock sleeve for the redheaded guidance counselor she had met only this morning.
In and out, in and out, the fleshy prong slid, in time to its twin latex counterparts plumbing her lower holes and her own thrusting which pushed her girthy piece through lubed collar that trapped it in place. All of her pleasure centers tingled as the older futa's cock furrowed her throat. But she could feel something happening now. Her tongue felt different, strange, like it was getting bigger, thicker, longer. Miss Clearwater's eyes lit up and her skullfucking took on a more aggressive quality as she smiled down at her with a hint of dominance behind her nurturing gaze.
"You feel it now don't you little one?" Sally Ann hissed to her as she relentlessly slammed into her mouth. "You feel your tongue getting bigger don't you? Be a good girl and wrap it around my cock, jack me while you suck." The redhead groaned when she felt her length squeezed. "Yes, yes, just like that little one. Just like that."
"Is she lengthening?" asked Deanna excitedly, her eyes travelling quickly back and forth between the two.
"Oh yeah. She is," the bespectacled woman answered adjusting her position a bit more to piston her pipe down the throat of the teenager faster, deeper. "Going to...cum soon...going to...cum"
The sophomore saw the tip of the other girl's tongue wiggle its way out between the hammering stalk of flesh and her bottom lip. "Find her pussy, Lina, find her quim with your tongue. Tickle her clit," she directed as she peppered her restrained face with kisses. Grinning, she turned to her mother then. "Mom, Sally Ann is ready."
"Stella too it seems," came the answer from the oldest in the room. "Margeaux's tongue is washing her balls at the moment." The doctor quickly pulled up a different screen on her tablet listing all of the settings of the implants within each futa and with a smile she slid the two staffers to green and announced, "Enjoy ladies."
The 11 inch cock in Margeaux's mouth geysered creamy ropes of cum, filling her cheeks and forcing to swallow rapidly, even as her own desires were denied, held in check at the very edge of their fulfillment. Her daughter's tool was big, but nowhere the size of the one on this woman. Over and over the beast thrust into her, launching endless volleys of semen again and again. She could feel her neck and breastbone being flooded with syrupy girl goo as the long haired blonde above used her as a personal sex toy. The two locked eyes throughout, one's eyes gleamed in triumph, the other's widened in recognition. The new teacher came to understand her place and eventually that of her daughter's in the hierarchy of the school that had just taken her on.
Gradually the two younger staffers that emptied and descended from their carnal heights, softening as they did so, even as the two strapped to the table teetered on the edge of their own releases. Each relaxed momentarily, catching their breath before slowly dismounting. They were replaced then by the doctor and her daughter who had disrobed to reveal stiff cocks of similar lengths. "Our turn now," Dorothy declared. "We need to double check to confirm the original results. Can't be too thorough after all. Remember, the easier we make it, the faster it will go."
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The three 12 year olds sat in the laps of their minders face to face involuntarily flexing their hips at the behest of mechanical urgings, each time sliding their assflowers up and down on the cocks of the older girls. Clothes had long since fallen to the floor and the bottle of Beanstalk that Lilja's mother had slipped into her purse sat open on the table. The futagens jacked their greasy lengthened pipes with two hands now, dipping their heads trying to take as much into their mouths as possible. Moans and mewls of desperation sounded a contrast to the coos and coddles of encouragement from the three juniors.
"That's right Athena, jack yourself, make it bigger," Erica whispered watching the short haired blonde, guiding her head further down on her own tool at a faster pace. "Take more, take it deeper, suck your cock. In and out, in and out, in and out. Mmmmmm, feels good doesn't it? No one can suck your cock like you can. You know just how you like it don't you?" She smiled as the girl instinctively increased the speed of her masturbation to match the bobbing of her head. "Yeeeessss, faster and faster. You want to cum so badly don't you? Yes you do, but me first. Make me cum first. Make me coat your ass with my cream then you can drink yours." The Asian looked around at the others as she continued fucking the 12 year old knowing full well that neither of them controlled their orgasms this day.
Some three feet away to her right Lilja Johanssen blew her short curly blonde bangs out of her eyes as her own thrusting motions caused a steady rising and falling of the red dreadlocked girl riding her girth. For her part, the futagen in question, Serenghetti Roundtree was using that momentum to repeatedly spear her throat with her own turgid prong as she jacked it's length longer and longer. Eyes nearly closed, she was lost on her private plane of arousal, her occasional squeals signaling the nearness of her bliss. Across the table Kiraz Agha was gripped the hips of the girl under her tutelage, Gwyneth Builder, as she slammed into her time and again. The blonde girl, like the others, was taking as much of her own cock into her mouth as possible as she rode the wave of their mutual lust. Ever mischievous, the curly haired redhead's eyes twinkled as she ran the tip of her tongue along the vein of the younger girl's cock while she jacked it with both hands only adding to her frustration.
The Danish student, seeing the her auburn haired counterpart's teasing long haired blonde, followed her lead and used her tongue on the slippery length before her with Erica adding her sensual torture to Athena Acorn's throbbing pipe moments later. The three junior's shared looks of malicious amusement as the younger girl's mewled in carnal desperation with the introduction of the new stimuli. Lilja grabbed her phone off of the table and held it up so her classmates could see. The trio had Rochambauded for right to run the implants today, both the futagens and their own, and the curly haired blonde had been the lucky one. Two nods from the others signaled their readiness and with a casual flick of her thumb, she pushed the synched release from red to green.
She groaned as each of her thrusts launched a salvo of pearly pudding deep into the bowels of the Roundtree girl. Though her eyes lidded with her release, her opposite's high pitched squeal, muffled by her own swollen cock, along with her rapid swallowing told her that the futagen milking her pipe had found her own bliss. Each of the others joined them on their orgasmic ocean, thrusting, gulping, cumming, the motions of each pair separate, though somehow linked in their lust. Again and again, they rocked their partner with spasmodic release, each holding the other tightly as they rode their mutual cresting.
Though the thick curtain surrounding the booth dampened any sound coming from it was hardly a surprise when Norma poked her head through given the carnal cacophony of groans, moans, mewls, and squeals that were heard from within minutes earlier. By the time that the dark skinned woman's face appeared between the heavy material all six of them had slid down from their carnal crestings, the three futagens, quieter, recovering, breathing open mouthed.
"Can I get you girls anything else?" the 57 year old asked with a slight smile and knowing eyes, "a refill on the pancake platter, more drinks perhaps?"
Kiraz picked up on her expression immediately. "They do look like they are still a bit peckish don't they?" she observed twirling her fingers in the Builder girl's hair as she suckled her breast. "But we have had enough pancakes and such. Something else maybe?"
"As a matter of fact," the diner's manager confided, "the women meeting in the next booth were kind of curious to what was going on over here."
"Send them over," Lilja prompted, casually stroking the pipe of the dreadlocked girl as she spoke. "We've been showing the newbies here around town. It would be good for them to meet some of the people who live here."
"I'll see what they say," the Sewell woman grinned before ducking back out of the booth.
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Much like her daughter, Ancelina on the next table, Margeaux was beside herself in desire, unable to comprehend anything beyond the visceral need for carnal relief. Everything else, her dignity, her sense of reason, her responsibilities as a mother, all of it fell away in the face of the multiple mechanical stimuli that pushed her to the edge of her bliss and pulled her back from it at the same time. Twin dildos sawed in and out of her ass and pussy, each occasionally lubricating their own path. At some point nozzles had been attached to her nipples and now she could feel her breast milk being siphoned from each of them. The slippery cocksleeve her tool thrust up and down in only added to the erotic buzzing and tingling of her nerve endings. She had no choice but to ride the wave of her humping, the implant willed it.
Ah yes, the implant. The doctor had explained that to her as she had relentlessly slammed her foot long monster meat down her throat. The physician, or anyone she cared to share the code with, now controlled her orgasms. She could build her for hours on end, maybe even days, who knew? She could make her cum on cue or deny her as long as she wanted. Whoever controlled the implant could make her dance on the end of a stick. Just like they were doing to her and her daughter now.
A light knock sounded at the door as Dorothy pulled her now soft 12 inch pipe from the mouth of the newest staffer at the academy. "Come in," the dark skinned 42 year old called out glancing at the wall clock that read 11:46 AM before smiling down at the desperate face of the mousy blonde woman on the table.
"How are they doing?" asked Gabrielle Villeneuve entering the examination suite followed by her daughter Sylvie.
"Pretty good actually," the clinician answered dismounting from the gynecological bed, being careful not to dislodge the nipple nozzles. "The implants are working quite well on both of them as you can see. The new additives in the Linguamorph Treatment have proven to be as fast acting as advertised. "Show us your tongue Margeaux," she then directed caressing the messy bun of the teacher. Dutifully the other opened her mouth and displayed her elongated mouth muscle wrapping it around two finger's the doctor held in front of her face, even as her humping continued unabated. "Your sister has been lactating for a while now, but Lina here just started spurting her milk a couple of minutes ago which is to be expected given her age. Milkmade always takes longer to work on younger girls. But as you can see, she is flowing now."
"Yes, she sure is," the older sister nodded in agreement. "Are they ready to be taken the rest of the way?"
"I think so," Dorothy replied confidently looking back once more to the new staffer as the two Villeneuve's quickly discarded their clothes. "You really want to cum don't you Margeaux? You've been building and building and now you'd do anything, anything at all, just to shoot your seed and gush your goo wouldn't you? And I said I would let you didn't I? We're almost there, almost Margeaux. Just one more thing you and Lina need to do." With that she nodded to Stella, Sally Ann, and Deanna who between them quickly folded over both mother and daughter, attaching their ankles to a spreader bar that had been slid in place behind the head brace. The twin dildos were removed from the Slutting Arms and but only one was inserted into the two ringmounts on the bottom of the Slutofier and turned on once more. The reestablishment of their clit massage elicited groans of pleasure from both patients.
Ancelina watched her cock slide through the apparatus attached around her waist, its angry purple head pointing right at her and demanding release even as it was remorselessly denied. She looked to Deanna, then to the guidance counselor, then back to the first, begging in desperation to be allowed her bliss, but both just smiled back at her in a motherly fashion. The redhead climbed aboard the table once more, this time at the far end, the 10 inch cock that had softened in her mouth earlier once more hard.
"Shhhh, lovely Lina, shhh," Deanna purred, caressing her long blonde hair while the other pushed into her vacant and captive rosebud. "Miss Clearwater is going to help you cum now. She is going to fuck your ass until you have a nice, big orgasm, the best you've ever had. Close your eyes, now, close your eyes and think of how wonderful that will feel, having a lovely cum like that." The 13 eyelids narrowed and shut slowly, surrendering to the desires of the older student, silently promising to do anything, anything at all, if only she could be allowed her carnal glory.
The art teacher watched her niece subjugate her will to the older student before mounting the bed the first lay folded over on. Swinging a leg over the prone body she slid backwards on the thighs and calves of the young futa until her ass made contact with the cheeks of the French girl. Pulling her orbs apart she lowered herself further onto the freckled face below, forcing it
deep into her sweaty cleft as the eyes of the teenager suddenly flashed open with the contact.
"Lick, lovely Lina. Lick the ass of your aunt," the sophomore murmured bending in close to the blonde's face. "Watch how I do it," she instructed, letting her tongue lap around the sides of the fleshy canyon as she held the gaze of the other teenager. "Now you try it, now you," she urged before teaching by example once more. A triumphant curl of her lips crept in as the second longer, thicker mouth muscle hesitantly joined her own. She gradually guided it to the soiled center of the carnal crevice until the younger was repeatedly running her tip over the assflower of her aunt. The bitter brown juice leaked out and over her tastebuds as she was relentlessly edged physically and mechanically and the apprentice nurse allowed her patient to find her way.
"Stick it in Lina, stick your tongue into her ass. There is more lovely juice in there," Deanna coached her charge. "I know you love the taste of it, your cock is telling me you do. Your tits are tingling, your entire body is buzzing isn't it, telling you how much you love the taste. Stick your tongue in Lina, go on, stick it in." Her smile widened to a grin when with a sigh Ancelina pushed her enlongated pink through the tightened folds of the bloom before her. At first her exploration was tentative but once inside her curiousity rose to match her desperation.
Aggressively she tongue stabbed inwards, swirling around the inner walls plucking whatever flavor she could from wherever she could find it. Her need for release, overwhelming any sense of caution or revulsion she might have felt, was dictating her actions now. Deeper and deeper she pushed in, flicking, licking, fucking, sucking, never noticing the fact that her aunt was pushing back with equal force, burying her further between her ass cheeks. And then her lips came into contact with the rim of her desire and she felt something far within, something solid.
Gabrielle sighed as her niece's tongue eagerly probed her fecal furrow. She could feel the tip of it slipping and sliding around, delving deeper and deeper insistently inquisitive. She glanced down her back at the young futa's studious face, her eyes lidded in lust but nonetheless focused on her anal exploration. "This is going to be easier than I thought," she mused to herself. Spreading her orbs and settling more, she felt the young blonde sink further into her greasy brown bowels. The prodding of the 13 year old found the tip of her filth and she exchanged a look of triumphant accomplishment with the dark skinned student and the guidance counselor. Smiling, she grunted and violently pushed her shit downwards.
Suddenly Ancelina's tongue was forced back into her mouth and her lips were forced apart. The weight of her Aunt Gabby's hips increased, pinning her in place, and a massive log of sludge shoved its way past her inhibitions making her cheeks bulge. Eyes widening, she realized she couldn't move, she couldn't stop the fecal deluge, more and more was piling in. She had no choice but to chew and swallow as fast as she could. The middle schooler watched a malicious smile slowly spread on the older woman's face, painting over the nurturing look that had been as the waste continued flooding into her.
And then she was cumming. It was like a dam had burst. Even strapped down as she was she felt the sheer violence of her release humping her body from the table again and again. The cock that was plunging into her ass, reached new depths with each of her thrusts only sending her farther over the edge and then it too began to erupt within her. Meanwhile salvo after salvo of her cream shot from her long denied cock and the lava of her quim spewed upwards from its carnal caldera. More and more mushy fudge forced its way out of the rosebud above and through her stretched lips, over her tongue, and down her throat, the fecal flow was endless. And through it all, her orgasm continued wracking her body until her resistance turned into acceptance, into willingness, into hunger. The affectionate gaze of her aunt returned once more. The blonde girl's eyes lidded, her swallowing found a rhythm and lost its panic, her bliss overwhelmed her senses, and Ancelina found nourishment.
Eventually her Aunt Gabrielle gave her all she had to give. Sliding backwards a few inches, she positioned her pussy over her mouth then. The 13 year old let her lips be spread once more as methodically gulped down the deluge of piss that poured into her, feeling her stomach begin to swell with the mass of her first fecal feeding. She had stopped cumming now, but still she felt the urging of the implant in her ass pushing her carnality forward. Finally the weight on her face shifted and lightened. As he mother's sister dismounted from her perch she looked down to see the small bulge in her stomach.
She smiled lazily, committing this latest experience to a cherished memory. Ancilina peered over at her mother where her cousin Sylvie was also sliding off of her body. Like her, her parent also had a slightly distended midsection. She looked to the dark skinned student who had first secured her to the table, who had guided her on this fecal exploration expectantly.
"You want to be released don't you?" she asked as she put a knee on the examination bed. "But we're just getting started. We must double check our results, maybe triple check them," she added floating her eyes towards the guidance counselor as she swung a leg over the younger girl's torso and backed into position. "Remember, the easier we make it, the faster it will go." Spreading her mocha coloured cheeks and settling down on the freckled face beneath her, she smiled warmly when she felt rim touch rim. "Let me open you up Lina, let Mummy Deanna feed you."
She then felt her lips pried apart once more as a thick log of mushy sludge wended its way into her mouth. Her eyes lidded once more in lust as her humping began anew. For the second time that day, Ancelina Villeneuve was nourished.
End of Chapter 99