Ridgeway Women's College Chapter 1
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.
Some of the premises and characters in these stories were introduced in the 'Meadowvale Academy' series of stories which you can find on this site here:
http://nifty.nisusnet.com/nifty/transgender/mind-control/meadowvale-academy/
The timeline of Ridgeway Women's College stories begins approximately between Chapters 87 and 88 of Meadowvale Academy stories, though a few of the characters from the former appear in the latter as early as Chapter 56.
Ridgeway Women's College
Chapter 1: Reading Week Part 1
"Don't you recognize her?" Emiko Aiuchi asked as the other three Meadowvale Messenger staffers stood outside of the charter bus in front of the academy watching the senior class board the vehicle at 9:30 in the morning.
"I'm drawing a blank," Tindra Sorensson answered with a quizzical look as she scratched her forehead and re-adjusted her ever present panama style hat. "But then, I'm relatively new here."
"Oh I do," Laima Ozolina grinned from beneath her long platinum pixie bangs.
"Me too," called Berta `Birdie' Sewell over her shoulder as she placed her backpack into one of the storage compartments.
"Dibs!" claimed the brown haired Japanese reporter and the blonde Latvian photographer at the same time before looking at each other and laughing.
"We'll split her," the first offered.
"Agreed," the second nodded as the two hooked pinkies to seal the deal.
"So...is someone going to let me in on the secret?" the red headed Swede asked. "I mean, who is she?"
"You know that exercise show that was on a few years back, `Fitness for Fun'?" prompted Birdie returning to the others.
"The one with Asta Beaufort and Charlene...Charlene..." added Laima struggling to remember the last name of the second.
"Dupont. Charlene Dupont," finished Emiko.
"Sure, every girl back home knows that show," Tindra remarked off-handedly as she stowed her own luggage. "Asta comes from Uppsala originally. I mean she moved to France, but we remember."
The Asian turned the Scandinavian's head so it was looking right at the student in question. "Think of your lovely Asta then...and squint."
"No," the other exclaimed in sudden recognition.
"Yep," Laima confirmed. "That is her oldest daughter Emiliana."
"So she's..." the ginger haired girl with the camera started grabbing her crotch.
"Just like you, me, and all the rest," Emiko grinned.
"And her mother?"
"Her too," Birdie verified, "and the sister as well."
"She has a sister?" the newest asked with a raised eyebrow as a second hand closed on her own and began a slow massage.
"She'll be starting at Adderwood in September," the Latvian revealed as she felt the other harden under her ministrations. "Cute thing, black hair, full lips, eyes to die for. She'll be a real beauty, just like her Mom."
"Stop playing around and get on the bus," Sally Ann Clearwater admonished semi-seriously standing by the door and taking in the scene.
"Yes, Ma'am" Emiko shot back flashing her teeth in amusement as she lead the quartet aboard.
"I see the Messenger is sending a full team this year," the guidance counselor commented as the four made their way over.
"Mom was quite pleased with the film we were able to shoot on Visitation Day," the senior most among them informed. "She's looking for more content."
"I'd heard rumours of a private local network starting up," the copper haired woman hinted as her own hand shooed away the younger girl's as she started jacking the Swedish photographer in earnest as the last few stragglers passed by. "Your Mother?"
"She's involved," the Japanese girl nodded. "There are others at the table as well, but she speaks loudly."
"She does do that our Hideka," Stella Cantwell chimed in with a smile, who had been eavesdropping as she checked names of students off of her list as they climbed up the steps. "Any idea as to when it will launch?"
"They are hoping it will be on the air before the end of the month, end of March at the latest," the brunette divulged as Tindra leaned back into her, humping softly against the hand, becoming more pliant in her arousal.
"I'm guessing there will be a lot of live footage to begin with," the buxom blonde surmised.
"It's why Mom is sending us to Ridgeway," the reporter confirmed.
"They're working on developing additional programming," Laima volunteered casually as she watched her counterpart get stroked out of the corner of eye. "I got asked the other day if I'd be interested in getting behind one of those big studio units."
"What did you say?" the Sewell girl asked at the news as she watched a rather distended Bettany Foster and Camisha Zondo get on the bus, bringing up the rear.
"Are you kidding?" the other retorted with a grin. "I'm all over that."
"Apparently there is some kind of health advice/talk show in the works already," Emiko related talking over the Swedish girl's shoulder. "You didn't hear this from me and please don't repeat it, but I've been told they tapped Asta Beaufort to host it." The Asian chuckled inwardly when she saw the immediate reaction the name had provoked in the photographer leaning against her whose hips began to thrust with a bit more purpose. She glanced around, making eye contact with the others, who had noticed as well.
"Well, that's the last of it," Joyce Weathersby declared as she strode up having done the final baggage check. "Evelyn already on the bus?"
"Explaining the rules of Mother May I as we speak," Stella explained. "Time to go."
Tindra's soft groan as Sally Ann abruptly withdrew her fingers from her cock elicited hidden grins all around. "Everyone on the bus," the latter then instructed as she took the hand of the younger redhead. "Tindra is it? You can sit with Stella and me on the way up. Come along now."
Birdie was the last to climb the steps. "Tindra's place had already been decided for her," she mused privately. "Emiko and Laima already know who they will be sitting next to." Her lips curled upwards as she spotted the passengers she was seeking. "I might be on my own, but I won't be alone."
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"Did you get everything you ordered from the lab at Blackbridge Common?" Ellen asked as she hunkered down a bit more on the Feeder Queen and pressed on the button on the side of the seat. The face of her 13 year old niece Cali was pushed further into the crevice of her 47 inch ass as more air was pumped into the cushion holding her head in place. The President of Mu Upsilon Mu loved it when the blonde girl got in there good and deep. She sighed slightly as another nice, big pipe of her shit, her fifth, forced itself down her young throat. She certainly was getting a healthy breakfast today.
"Four boxes of 20 units each," Moa Kampenberg confirmed onscreen. The blonde Norwegian woman on the other end of the video call was one of the few women who were actually wider at the hips than she was. Her 50 inches had helped educate many students on the finer points of toiletry over the years. There were a couple others even bigger than her, but the wonderful thing about the Dean of Health and Medical Sciences was she wasn't alone in her bodily girth. Her twin daughters Hertha and Solvi, both professors in her faculty, were nearly as big as she was and rivaled her own measurements. Moreover, all three had cocks whose length and thickness were every bit the equal of her own massive member.
"And the rest?" the brunette queried as she looked down at the even younger mouth her 13 inch tool was pistoning in and out of. Her futagen daughter Trudy had come a long way since she had moved into the sorority a few months back. The 12 year old had struggled with the size of her beast until they had trained her to tamp down her gag reflex. Now as Ellen used her left hand to increase the pace at which her head was bobbing up and down on her hardwood, she didn't even flinch as her dreamy eyes looked upwards and her tongue started creeping out of her mouth.
As soon as she had heard of the Linguamorph and Flexarectin Treatments that had been developed in Meadowvale she had made arrangements for all of the girls that slept in the family bed to receive both. Her bonded daughter, Maureen O'Conner, and hers in turn, Tanya Weathersby, the sophomore under the tutelage of her sister, Abigail Gallagher, Doctor Dana's slave Lydia Conway, Lorena's girl Lily Foster, and finally the two who were currently starting off her day in a most pleasant manner. All of their mouths and all of their asses had become most desirable places to bury one's cock. Her niece's seven inch stiffness plunging in and out of the anal cavity of her best friend as both were nourished by the older third.
"Marfa had her class working on assembly all week from what I hear," the woman at the other end reported. "All six are set up in the main hall, two rows of three on either side of the pit as per usual." Ellen saw Moa looked down and address someone off camera "That's right dear, take a little more now, take a little more of Mummy Moa's big cock. In and out and in and out, just like that. Keep going now, only six more inches to go. That's right, just like that. You're being such a good girl."
"Company?" asked the sorority president.
"Multi-tasking. Kirby Forsythe asked me to widen the mouth of her bonded daughter, Elvi Sorensson last week. This is my third time with," the large Norwegian explained. "She's big, bigger than her older sister, but baby, I'm 10 inches around by measuring tape," she grinned as she pulled the slight blonde first year's head down onto her beef a bit more. "Five inches now, only five more inches," she then cooed to the student. She then turned back to the camera. "We received two of those new `Sludgemersibles' yesterday as well."
"I read the reports from Visitation Day on those. They sound quite impressive," the Braddock woman related as another of her lengthy logs began wending its way out of her ass and into the mouth of her niece. She glanced downwards and watched her throat flex as she swallowed. Her stomach was starting to bulge now. She had developed so well as a shitslut since she started feeding from the side of the cradle that day. They both had.
"I saw those as well," the doctor nodded. "Dana and I went over those on Monday. The numbers on the Miller girl were particularly impressive. She really has staying power."
"Are they set up yet?" the sociology professor asked as she started pulling the dark curly haired head of the 12 year old down on her cock faster. The lecturer loved the sight of her massive pipe disappearing and reappearing as it hammered in and out of the mouth of the mocha skinned tween. She had such a talented mouth, her Trudy.
"Lining the far end of the pit, opposite the council seats," Moa confirmed. "Dana is down there testing them now, familiarizing herself with the controls."
"Oh really?" Ellen exclaimed her interest suddenly piqued. "Who is she using?"
"Well, her girl Lydia is in one. Cali's slave Lisbet went with her," the medical dean declared as she focused on the girl below momentarily. "Little more now, take a little more, two more inches, you can do it, I know you can. There we go, almost there. Your little Swedish mouth loves it when my big Norwegian cock stretches it like this doesn't it? Yeeessss, yes it does."
Ellen smiled at the patter of the other woman as she felt herself begin to approach her end. "It's not like there is a lack of candidates around here," she joked as she finished feeding the girl below. Cali was starting to clean her now, her tongue drilling deep into her rosebud and licking the coating of mud from her inner walls. She was going to miss her when she went to Meadowvale in the fall.
"No, no, I can't disagree with that assessment," the Kampenberg woman smiled in return. "I've no doubt Dana will find someone for the other seats. How many schools are coming?"
"This year? Three," the sorority president revealed. "The Hammarstam School for Girls is sending seven."
"Swedes," the large blonde murmured over the call as Ellen noticed her body begin to flex in her chair with a bit more fervour. "I love Swedes."
The school administrator shook her head slightly in amusement at the comment. "Five more are on their way from the Estonian school that signed on two years ago, Balti Akadeemiline Instituut but the biggest contingent is from Meadowvale. They are sending 21 and a four person reporting crew as well." Trudy's tongue washed over her balls and tickled her clit then suddenly her attention was elsewhere. "Going to have...to cut...this short dear. We'll...talk...later." She struggled before ending the call.
Ellen Braddock grabbed the head of the dusky skinned girl with both hands and began slamming it up and down on her pipe with some ferocity as her cum began to churn violently. She hoped Cali was ready for a second feeding. Her frantic thrusting has opened her bowels once more. Anal accuracy wasn't a priority at the moment, her own enjoyment took precedence over all. And she was going to enjoy this, yes, yes, she certainly was. The President of the Mu Upsilon Mu Sorority felt her ass slide around on the seat of her chair as her sludge poured from her starfish, coating the face of the blonde girl beneath in a thick mask of filth. At the same time her 13 inch cock erupted, long thick ropes of her cum surging from her pipe over and over again as the futagen desperately swallowed, trying to keep up with the flow. "Yes, yes," she repeated inwardly as her body forced her gifts on the willing young beneficiaries of her carnal generosity, "she was going to enjoy this over and over again.
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Francesca Giovanni looked forward to her Friday afternoons. Not that she didn't also enjoy Mondays through Thursdays at the university. The artist had the best of both worlds really. For four days a week she lectured on art history and taught sculpture, helping mold young artistic minds and developing their techniques when working with clay. Weekends though, that was her time. She had her own projects she worked on in the studio the school provided her. She was just finishing up her current contract, an abstract piece signifying `the joy of hope and the dreams of tomorrow' so the descriptor had said. It would go up outside of a newly constructed community center in Bremen in April. Between teaching and her private work her plate was fairly full, which was why she always looked forward to her Friday afternoons.
Friday afternoons was the time she set aside to work with her most talented second year students in her studio. They would have to declare the specifics of their major by the end of the year and while almost all had already indicated which faculty they would focus their course load on there were many choices to be had within each one. And of course there were always those who would choose not to choose, preferring to dabble in a variety of disciplines. It wasn't surprising then that most of the half dozen girls she invited to these sessions, while they tended to be enrolled in the Fine Arts program, their priorities weren't necessarily narrowed down to sculpting yet.
There was Hannelore Blumenfeld, a somewhat mild mannered wheat blonde girl whose messy bun was in constant flux. Talented with brush and pen, she was also a natural with her hands. She could see where with the proper mentoring the Austrian could well surpass her eventually. Jennifer La Salle on the other hand was pretty much decided on her future, but worth working with nonetheless. Her mother apparently owned a clothing shop in Meadowvale and she was fixated on fashion design. Her short blonde bob framed a face that could explode in mirth on a moment's notice, though you were never sure if she was laughing at you or with you. Kumi Yamamoto, a shorter, wispier raven haired girl from Osaka was one of those she hoped to sway into becoming a sculpting major. She had great instincts for the craft and her vision was coming along quite nicely. The professor had spoken with her Mistress Mother, Kelly Forsythe about it a few weeks back and both agreed that her potential was outstanding.
Lucina Delgado as with Jennifer, liked working with clay, but had already determined her future lay in the family business, in her case photography. The pair seemed thick as thieves in the sorority and the pretty Brazilian brunette had a face every bit as mischievous as her counterpart. As good as she was though, Francesca knew there was no way she was going to pull her away from Tuva Sorensson's photography program. Finally, there were the two Czech sisters, Katrina and Martina Breslau. From a small village hard up on the Polish border from what she had heard, the two were quite attractive though a year apart. Katrina, the older was every bit a finished product with a pen as the Blumenfeld girl, though in front of an easel she lagged a bit behind. The pair had radically different styles in that regard. The brunette was a decent hand as a sculptor but the real talent was with her early entry younger sister, the blonde Martina. More withdrawn than her older sibling, she had the chance to be a truly outstanding talent in the field. To the Italian artist's eyes it seemed that she and her Austrian classmate were more than just that which wasn't surprising given that the Breslau's were bonded to Hannelore's mother and sister respectively.
"Today's workshop would be something special," she mused with a smile glancing at the table in front of her where her own Bonded Daughter Mirabella Badeaux lay, her ankles and her wrists bounded to a spreader bar above her head. The long haired honey blonde beauty was ostensibly supposed to be running her tutorials as she worked on finishing her double major. Already having earned her degree in painting and drawing, she was also writing her thesis for Art History, comparing and contrasting the Canadian Group of Seven. While all this was true, Francesca had also been using the girl as a model in some of her classes over and above everything else. She watched the glazed eyes of her slave as her hips humped in time to the Prostate Stimulator the professor had dialed up to three.
Her stomach was wildly distended. The entire family, Liona, Giolla, even Liesel Schwarzstein, the former's Bonded Daughter, had fed her last night before going to bed and she had been holding ever since. Her anal spreader was holding her rosebud open but at the same time denying the waste the freedom it so desperately was seeking. By now there was likely a dull pain being associated now with the roiling motion that was an instinctive response to the pleasurable sensations of the implant. "Soon, lovely Mirabella, soon," she cooed as she caressed her head, restrained by a brace, her mouth held open with an oral spreader. "Soon we will start the tutorial," she promised as she watched the students file into the studio followed by two others, her friend and French professor Rubina La Beau and suckling on her left tit her legs wrapped around the waist of the big redhead, one of the sorority futagens, Naoko Dougenis.
"Mesmermamillin?" Francesca asked as the last walked in the door.
"Ever since I picked her up at the junior dorms," the other answered as she looked down at the short blonde hair of the Asian featured girl. "This one just loves sucking on titties. I've had her before."
"I can tell," the other professor replied with a grin. "She's dosed?"
"I put it on the requisition this morning," the French woman confirmed.
"Bring her over then, let's get started." She turned to the rest of the new arrivals and discarded her bathrobe revealing her hardening 11 inches. "You'll all want to disrobe for this. We'll be using a special type of clay for the tutorial today." Seconds later nine additional nude bodies stood around the restrained tenth as the last squirmed in her bonds. The short curvy Italian woman adjusted the controls on the anal spreader her model wore and a thick unending tube of shit began pushing upwards from her starfish. It quickly piled up on her perineum then slowly expanded forwards relentlessly.
"Let's all practice out basic technique by spreading the clay around on today's subject girls," Francesca directed. "Watch what I do here and then you try." With that the professor scooped up a generous handful of filth and pushed it into Mirabella's pussy, massaging her clit as the student moaned. "Jennifer, your hand please," she then beckoned. The blonde dressmaker grinned at Lucina and stepped forward as she was guided into the freshly soiled hole by her teacher. "Take over for me here, just like that. Good, good, keep that up."
She then turned to the Brazilian brunette as she moved onto the bound girl's stiff nine inches and began jacking her. "Get your hands nice and muddy just like mine and join me here," she instructed as the crackling noises of her fudgy ministrations continued. "Up and down, up and down, both hands now, keep your motion smooth," she further guided as she removed her own from the mucky member. "Good, good, you're showing fine form today Lucina," she complimented as she refilled her hands and began generously spreading sludge over the French student's torso.
"Hannelore, Katrina, Martina, please get your hands dirty and help me out here," the Giovanni woman tutored. Make her all brown, make sure you spend time on the areolas, those are important in developing your technique. "If you need to moisten your fingers a bit, use her mouth like this," she directed as she scooped up more shit and pushed it through the oral spreader the bound woman wore pushing her fingers as well. "Ok, now you try." One by one the three sophomore fed the Badieaux woman a handful of fudge as their professor climbed aboard the table and with her back to the rest spread her cheeks and lowered herself onto the face of the model.
"We're going to need a good supply of clay for today's tutorial," Francesca declared as she hunkered down a bit more, pushing the blonde's face further into her anal canyon but not completely creating a seal. Her rosebud opened up and a soft juicy brown log flowed from her ass through the widened lips beneath her as the double major began to swallow. "Everyone will need to contribute so I hope you all had seconds at the cafeteria today for lunch. I know I did," she added with a grin as she looked down into Mirabella's eyes.
"Kumi Yamamoto, I have not forgotten about you. Come over here," she beckoned as she coated her cock in shit. "I have a special job for you today. Open your mouth and take my big pipe down your throat."
The Japanese girl's face crinkled into a smile as she was singled out. She quickly moved to her position and engulfed the filth caked organ, being careful to make sure she got as much of the fudge as possible. She felt a hand pushing down on the back of her head and a second one leisurely smearing mud through her hair, painting her face. Up and down her skull was guided, her Linguamorphed tongue slowly stirring to life.
It's not like this was something the Italian woman had never experienced before, feeding Mirabella or having Kumi suck her cock. But the familiarity didn't make either act any less enjoyable on her part. She sighed luxuriously as more of her sludge wormed its way into the stomach of her Bonded Daughter and her tool was bathed in the spit of Asian girl as her tongue wrapped around it. It was almost like a small hand in her mouth jerking her off as she was sucked. The dark haired student certainly had good oral technique. She was on her fourth log now. She wiped her soiled hand off on the Yamamoto's girl's hair once again and reached for her phone. If both her orgasm and her feeding were to end at the same time, she had better get started with the first. With that she flipped the control on her Prostatic Stimulator to green as she slightly adjusted the pistoning motion below with her hand, timing it with the surges of her seed from her throbbing length.
Mirabella's cum had been churning incessantly ever since she had the implant procedure done a week ago. To be sure the woman whose shit she was swallowing allowed her some mindblowing orgasms in that time, occasionally letting her shoot for hours depending on the stimuli involved, but she never turned the dial down to zero. Even when she was asleep at night her load was being slowly built within her. When she woke in the morning the wonderful dull throb of pain her fullness caused made her an eager toilet. She had already fed once from her Mistress Mother this morning, a five length feast. Her sister Liona had then done her one better. Finally her daughter Giolla had pushed another four muddy pipes down her throat. The trio had jacked her through it all but hadn't given her the release she so craved. Rather they had actually increased the stimuli so she built herself up even more, even quicker. It was such a lovely pain.
And then she had literally run into Lia Hollinger and Delores McIver in the hallway on between classes. Her books had spilled from her arms and her squatting to retrieve them had been all they needed.
"Oh, I'm so sorry," the petite brunette exclaimed from behind her glasses as she crouched down beside her and started gathering papers. "Here let me help you with those," she volunteered smiling from under the bangs of her bob. Equally sympathetic, the bald Scottish girl bent over from the waist to retrieve a few other scattered documents in front of the French student just out of her grasp. Already stomach swollen from her morning meals Mirabella knew she was hardly in any shape to be nimble.
The two younger girls through their efforts to `help' quickly maneuvered her so she was trapped between them. The cute but mischievous Hollinger girl popped the buttons on her one piece and she could now feel the mushroom of her cock pushing insistently up against her rosebud as her hands pushed her down to her knees and spread her legs. The other in her attempts to be of assistance had slowly backed up bit by bit until she had pinned the two behind her against the wall.
"Here, let me get this one back here," Delores suggested as she pushed back further, the hem of her mini riding up on the bridge of the artist's nose. As her face was pressed into the fleshy crevice it became plain that the horticulture student wore no panties beneath her dress. The orbs before her were pulled apart and she was forced deeper within as the girl backed up once more. A greasy hand found her hardened tool and began stroking her as a second dipped into her pussy with three fingers. A cock began thrusting in and out of her ass as she felt the crinkled bloom of the bald second year alight on her lips.
"I don't know if you noticed but Delores here has a bit of a sludge bump on her this morning," Lia whispered in her ear. "Mummy Thelma fed her a big breakfast this morning, eight big juicy logs worth. And now she wants to share them with you. I know you are pretty full, but I'm sure you can take a bit more. Just relax, let your mouth open and let me do all the work. I can't make you cum, I don't have your controls, but I can get you close. Yes I can get you close."
A sigh sounded from above and Mirabella felt her lips being forced apart as the rosebud that had docked itself upon them began to expand. More and more it flowered, enlarging the chasm of her mouth until it was as wide as it could go. And then the deluge of filth was fed her. It was a mushy serpent of sludge that continued on and on, one piece pausing only long enough for another to take its place. Lia kept up her quiet urging patter as she feasted on the banquet of brown. She chewed and swallowed reflexively, long used to her fecal appetites, welcoming any opportunity to dine on mud of others. And all through it all, her cresting was kept right on its edge until the flow of fudge from above slowly abated just as her anal canal was coated with the creamy white prize. And then quite unceremoniously, it was over. The two quickly tidied themselves up chuckling amongst themselves as they left for their next lecture, leaving the older student keening on the edge of bliss but denied once more.
It was in this pool of desperation that the French artist had shown up after lunch today. Now as she lay folded and bound, thickly coated in her own waste, her cock being jacked, her pussy once more enflamed, her starfish erupting in a solid flow of filth, her hips roiled as they could in the motion of orgasmic yearning. Surely her Mistress Mother couldn't make her wait too much longer, surely she couldn't. She stood beside her now, having fed her for a second time today, masking her face but for her eyes in mud. Mirabella watched as the young futagen who had until now been suckling on the breast of Professor Le Beau was placed on the sludgy bed of shit that covered her. The back of the young blonde Asian featured girl's heads rest on her distended midsection and her rosebud held open by an anal spreader, was less than an inch from her open mouth.
"She was fed this morning?" Francesca queried her redheaded colleague, nodding to the younger's rounded gut.
"Both nurses that were on duty and the Fresser futagen," answered Rubina as she scooped some shit into the 12 year olds mouth with one hand as she jacked her with the other. She loved working with the younger generation. She had almost decided on going into child services when she had attended Ridgeway as a student but in the end teaching a curriculum based on her native France had won out. Still she had taken a few courses nonetheless. She was really going to miss her daughter when she attended Meadowvale Academy next year. Antoinette was a smart, raven haired beauty who would no doubt be very popular down south. She had trained her well over the past couple of years and she and the Kampenberg girl seemed to get along quite well.
She flipped the controls on the futagen's Prostatic Stimulator to green and then pushed a generous helping of sludge into her eager mouth. The girls around the table began submerging her in filth, feeding her in turn as Naoko hips flexed upwards, her cum rhythmically launching itself towards the ceiling. Francesca smiled at the new development, then at Mirabella before following suit with her own phone. A second thick white fountain joined with the first, this one though more powerful, its surges reaching higher into the air, inspiring various wordless sounds of wonder from the other students.
Rubina grinned at the pent up release of the woman who shared her homeland and thumbed a second app. A long train of shit emerged from the youngster's starfish and slid through the lips of the blonde below as she swallowed again and again. It was a chain reaction. Both had been dosed with Fecalmillium as part of the Toiletry Transfusion so there would be no shortage of fudge. Each would feed the other and each would continue to cum for as long as they were fed.
Both were mummified in waste now, dining on the fecal tide of the other. "This is indeed a work of art," the sculptor mused as she watched the other girls slowly mix caresses amongst themselves into the lesson of the day. A smear here, a taste there, sometimes fed by hand, sometimes by mouth. "Yes, indeed a work of art but somehow still incomplete," she critiqued discerningly. To her right the two Breslau girls were beginning to have their way with Hannelore Blumenfeld. The latter was being propped up between them as one fed her by hand and the other jacked her nine inches.
The teacher caught the eye of eldest Czech and nodded. The siblings smiled and guided the third onto the table, placing her above the muddy face of the futagen. The slight up and down motion of the shit where the latter's neck should be betrayed her nourishment as a third stream of fudge was added to the opus. Martina and Katrina commenced spackling their lover's body with tasty brown paste under the watchful eye of their mentor. Franceseca smiled with approval when without direction Lucina, Jennifer, and Kumi joined in the exercise. The redheaded French woman, then retrieved a chair and using it climbed up on the structure. Tilting the head of the Austrian student back she lowered herself upon it. The frantic flexing of the art student's throat indicated the pace at which the French professor was dumping her waste into the wheat blonde girl.
More and more of her body was thickening with fecal clay. The Italian woman thumbed her phone once more. She had made arrangement beforehand to gain access to the controls she would need for her tutorial today. The Giovanni woman placed Hannelore's hands on her hardened cock and moved them up and down on the shaft. It was the only cue the girl needed. Again and again a third pipe erupted in long awaited release. The sculptor nodded to herself checking the cameras one last time, finally satisfied. "This indeed was a masterpiece."
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Professor Gisela Blumenfeld had been carrying a full load of filth all day long. Fridays was Hannelore's heavy day. She had lectures and tutorials starting at 8 AM that went through to 4 PM with only 30 minutes off for lunch. She was gone before she had the chance to feed her that morning but that wasn't unusual. The two had an agreement that on Friday's the Mistress Mother would fend for herself in terms of finding a suitable mouth for her anal fruits. Not that such a thing was hard to come by at Ridgeway. Every class she taught offered her numerous possibilities. She looked around the hall as she finished talking about corporate obligation to disclose for a plush set of lips. She nodded and smiled when found them wrapped around the cock of Ivy Foster.
"Aaah, Ayanna De Le"n," she mused as the first year's head was rapidly forced up and down on the thick nine inches of her Mistress Mother. It was an interesting little quid pro quo the redheaded junior had with the Political Science Professor. Only last year the former had been fed daily by the latter as her Bonded Daughter. But that time having passed the two decided that they would help educate the other's respective families. Ayanna was claimed by Ivy as her first with a little administrative steering from the teacher. Lorena for her part swapped one Foster mouth for another moving on to titian haired student's younger sister Lily. From what the 68 year old could tell, neither of them regretted their choice. The Spanish girl began swallowing the spunk of her superior as the older woman closed her notes. Other juniors quickly filed out the door most on their way to their Reading Week holidays, though a few unfortunates might have yet one more lecture to attend. Most who passed the pair halfway up the hall offered a smile or light caress upon passing.
The white haired woman wished each student a good holiday as they passed waiting for the pair she had been eyeing to finish their tryst. Even though she was still holding carrying last night's casserole dinner in hadn't stopped her from having two helpings of the chicken vegetable stew at lunch and a large piece of apple pie to top it off. With the pharmaceutical cocktail she was on, well pretty much everyone in the sorority was on, she knew the meal she ate only a couple of hours ago would metabolize quickly enough to be added to the sludgy buffet she was dying to feed someone. Finally the pair ended their carnality and began to make their way down the steps.
"You know, that kind of thing in one of my classes would normally net you a detention," the professor declared as she stopped the duo from moving past her. "I should by all rights make you sit here for another two hours or so while the rest of your classmates are having fun. However, I also want to start my holidays. Help me out in my office for a bit and we'll let it go, agreed?"
"Absolutely," Ivy answered for the both of them. "Whatever you need us to do."
"Follow me then," she directed as she picked up her satchel and walked out the door not waiting to see if they obeyed her. She knew they would. After all, one only just shed her collar and the other just donned hers. Down the hall she walked and around the corner to the section of the building the housed the lecturer's private offices. Gisela smiled, pleasantly surprised at the gathering in front of her door. Her granddaughter Heidi, auburn hair done up in a bun waved in greeting. Standing nearby was her best friend and the older sibling of the young collared girl behind her, Hermosa De Le"n. Both were seniors and would be completing their Asian Studies degrees at the end of the year.
Between them was the latter's Bonded Daughter Chen Jia Li. A second year law student from Kowloon, she was slightly taller than either of them but they way her body slumped against the upperclassers as she was jacked by her Mistress Mother it was hard to tell. It was an unexpected rendezvous to be sure, but certainly not an unwelcome one. Gisela's eyes twinkled as she slipped two fingers into the Asian girl's mouth and began fucking her. "Aren't you a picture of bliss," she commented rhetorically. "Such an obedient girl, you are. These two have misbehaved in my lecture hall, especially your little sister Hermosa. She wasn't paying attention at all."
"She'll need to be punished then?" the older Spaniard surmised with a grin forming on her lips.
"Oh, most definitely," the white haired woman confirmed unlocking the door and entering her educational lair. "If you wish you can come in and watch. If she gets out of line again, you may have to punish her some more."
"For certain," she nodded. "Jai Li has been a naughty girl as well."
"Has she now?" she returned over her shoulder as she rolled a milking bench out of the closet and fitted the feet into the floor anchors. "Well, then, we will probably need to punish her as well." Behind her the two seniors eagerly crowded the sophomore into the office ahead of them as they flashed their teeth at each other. Reading Week was about to start off with a bang. "If you could bring Jai Li over here, strap her in, Heidi. Ivy dear, I'm going to need somewhere to sit if I am to do this with any vigor. I am getting old you know."
"But you are no less beautiful for it," the Foster girl complimented as she guided the young De Le"n girl forward.
"I thank you for the kind words, young lady. However be that as it may," the lecturer returned slipping her grey silk panties from her 43 inch hips. "My beauty, such as it is, does not remove the ache from my stiff joints." She peered behind her at the young Spaniard as she stepped out of her undergarments and straightened up. "Assume the Position of Supplication girl, head up, mouth open." As the youngest child of the Political Science Professor sunk to her knees beneath Gisela, she pulled her cheeks apart and slowly lowered herself onto the waiting orifice. She waggled her hips slightly allowing the Bonded Daughter below her to sink further into her crevice until she felt the touch of her plushness framing her rosebud. "Aaaaah, that's better," she sighed letting her body's weight rest upon her fleshy stool. The eldest in the room, sliding three fingers in and out of the strapped in ass before her, looked once more to the redhead that was most recently in her lecture hall. "What have you got her churning at dear?"
"2.2 Ma'am," Ivy answered pulling out her phone as she squatted behind her slave, slowly jacking her with the other hand as she slid her piece into her quim. "She is up over 60 CCs at the moment."
"Oh, that just won't do," the white haired woman declared. "Best you ramp her up to 3.5. Let's see if we can get her over 70." The auburn haired junior made the adjustment which elicited a muffled squeal and frantic humping from the younger brunette. "Now, now dear, there is no use complaining," the professor admonished as hunkering down she pushed the first of her lengthy brown logs downwards into the waiting maw of the girl. "You were a distraction in class today. You need to be taught a lesson. Pay attention now and let me teach you." Gisela grunted and forced her load out with more speed as Ayanna swallowed desperately and her sister looked on with a grin.
"Eat the Prof's wonderful shit sis, eat it all up," Hermosa cooed as she lowered herself to her siblings level. "It's so yummy isn't it? Mmmmmmmm, yummy. Keep swallowing while Ivy jacks you, keep swallowing."
"You like it when I stroke your cock even though you know you can't cum don't you?" the Foster girl added setting her phone down and moving her second hand to the crown of her Bonded Daughter's tool. "Hump for me little one, fuck my hand, yeeessss, just like that. Do you want me to rub your purple eye? It looks like it could use a little rub. Let me rub it for you." With that she started lightly sliding two fingers across the throbbing mushroom of the first year's eight inches. Another squeal sounded and was now followed by a steady moaning, the crown of the brunette head below, the wide white cheeks shuddering as more filth poured down her throat.
Hermosa grabbed the jar of lube from the top of the desk and dipped three fingers into it before passing it to the teacher sitting on the face of her sister. "I'm going to make your ass all nice and slippery now sis, going to make you nice and slick inside." She used one hand to spread her cheeks and pushed a trio of her greasy digits through the feeble resistance of her sphincter. She smiled to her counterparts as yet another muted outcry indicated the desired effect her ministrations were having. "You like that don't you? You like it so much, you're doing all the work for me," she whispered as she watched her younger sibling's device induced bucking force her fingers in and out of her anal canal at speed.
"We should get started here," the professor announced as she lubed up her own hand and unceremoniously slotted four fingers into the rosebud of the restrained Jai Li as the girl grunted in protest. "What have you had her Stimulator settings on Hermosa?"
"2.5 since lunch, but she's been churning since last night," the older Spanish girl answered. "My tablet's in my purse."
"I'll get it," Heidi volunteered as she fished through the bag. "Ooooh, she's at 73 CCs Grandma," she then announced.
"And this one below me?"
"71 now Grandma," the bespectacled redhead reported. "We won't get them closer than that I think."
"True, true," the teacher agreed as she began pushing her fourth juicy shit snake into the mouth of the younger De Le"n girl. "Let's bring them both off at the same time, but they should both have their mouths full when we do. Heidi, if you don't mind dear, please feed our lovely sophomore." Gisela then ground down harder on the Chinese student's prostate with her fingers causing her to moan loudly and begin rolling her hips back and forth in time to the relentless milking of the older woman.
"Gladly," she grinned quickly removing her panties and walking around to the other end of the bench with the phone and tablet. She waggled her ass as she sunk it onto the face of the girl two years younger than herself pushing the glasses of the latter onto her forehead. The auburn haired student removed the eyewear and quickly attached anchoring straps to the collar of the Bonded Daughter before tightening them around her waist holding her in place. Her mewling was then muffled as one set of cheeks was buried within another. "I think I'm ready here."
"Good, good, you may begin" the eldest leaned forward closer to the ear of the bound girl being careful not to break the seal she had established below with one even younger. She smiled watching the dark haired beauty's cheeks rapidly expand and her throat flex as her middle granddaughter fed the Chinese student. In and out her four fingers sawed, grinding against the sophomore's walnut causing her to buck even as her open lips remained locked onto the gaping rosebud flooding her mouth with filth. "Is my lovely Jai Li ready to empty her balls for teacher? Is my lovely Asian flower ready to give up all of her cum?" she asked her rhetorically urging her on as she devoured more and more sludge. "Does the taste of Heidi's wonderful shit make you want to cum? Does it? Keep eating girl, let Heidi feed you." She nodded to her granddaughter who returned the gesture in confirmation and switched the release on both devices.
Immediately twin cocks erupted, both fleshy prongs launching long thick creamy ropes of semen into the air that smacked noisily into the rubber matting beneath the milking horse. Over and over the pink pipes spewed their pearly treasure as the two Blumenfelds fed the willing toilets beneath their asses. They gulped frantically to keep up with the pace of the fecal flooding of their throats, their hips bucking wildly as they surrendered their carnal essence. Again and again they thrust, again and again they surged, again and again swallowed. But after a couple of minutes a sense of calm came over both of the Bonded Daughters. Their motions became more relaxed as each settled into the rhythm of nourishment.
Eventually both grandmother and granddaughter emptied their bowels and their toilets, their balls. The younger Austrian undid the straps that bound the sophomore to her ass and stepped away from the horse as the matriarch of her family stood up from her human stool and removed her fingers from the ass of the Chinese girl. Absently she stuck them into Ayanna's mouth allowing the youngest present to clean off her digits. Ivy Foster then flipped the De Le"n girl onto her back and rolled her onto her shoulders before pulling her cock out of her pussy and hammering into her starfish in one motion. Her loud moan was abruptly cut off when her older sister squatted over her mouth and pushed her face into her soiled canyon.
"My turn sis," she announced as the first of her greasy serpents of shit pushed her lips apart and invaded her mouth.
"Mine as well," Gisela agreed as she lined her thick 11 inches up with the rosebud she had most recently plundered and pushed her mushroom through the slippery sphincter. "Take it all baby, take all of my wood," she commanded as she began pistoning her meat in and out of her ass. She glanced up to see Heidi grinning back at her as she pushed her own 10 inches through the last of the fudge in the Chinese girl's mouth.
"Time for dessert, sweetie," she chimed as she smiled down at her maliciously and holding her head in place, started pumping away.
"Sorry I'm late! Sorry I'm late! I know my paper was supposed to be in two hours ago," blurted Piper Finney as she burst through the door, a folder in one hand the leash of her Bonded Daughter Minerva Moreno in the other. Upon taking in the scene before however, her attitude abruptly changed.
"You're not late at all Miss Finney," her lecturer countered as she continued slamming her tool in and out of the Chen Jai Li giving the pixie haired law student and her coffee skinned Moraccan slave the once over. "No, not late at all. If fact, you're just in time."
End of Chapter 1