Longwood Academy Ch. 09-10

Mel's mom greeted her from the living room when she came in, asking how it went. Mel mumbled a greeting and ran past her, going straight for her room. She quickly tossed off her clothes, holding onto the panties, and jumped into bed. Bunched up the panties on her face and huffed the aroma, gushing out precum and pussy juice as she did.

After enjoying that smell for a minute, she scrambled for her purse and grabbed her portals. The first thing she did with them was pressed one against her pussy and hold the other above her face. She got a good look at herself; she'd never seen it from this angle before.

She didn't know if her morph was partially responsible, but her pussy looked more beautiful than she'd ever thought it was. It was a perfect, fat-lipped innie. Her perspective even changed for the crop of red pubes that surrounded it. Usually, she thought they were an ugly mess, but now, they looked like a lovely decoration.

She sniffed, taking in the intoxicating mix of her own scent with Lyra's cum. Unable to hold back any longer, she pressed it to her lips and began eating herself out. It was incredible. It combined the feeling of having her pussy eaten with the benefits of masturbating. She could feel feedback from her own actions and specifically tailor each movement to make herself feel good. It also didn't hurt that she loved eating pussy, and her own turned out to be especially nice to eat.

It wasn't long before she came. Once she did, she swapped the portal up to her dick. Looking at it, she finally understood why Pam and Lyra thought her dick was so pretty. It was small, but something about the form of it was lovely and artful.

She didn't waste too much time looking at it before putting it in her mouth. Obviously, it wasn't so big as to go way down her throat, but it got nicely between her tonsils. Inside of moving her head to give herself a blowjob, she jerked her hand up and down over her face to rapidly fuck her own mouth.

Mel was so caught up in what she was doing, that she didn't notice the door open right as she was cumming down her own throat. She jumped and dropped her own dick onto the bed as she heard Annie say, "Mel, do you know where my... what the hell are you doing?"

Mel scrambled and tried to hide her detached dick under the blanket--far too late. Annie hurriedly stepped to Mel's bed and uncovered what Mel had hidden. She grabbed the dick and then looked at the disk Mel was still holding flat against herself. She looked back and forth between them a few more times and said, "Mel, these are portals."

Mel was thrown off by Annie's deadpan assessment. "Um... yeah."

"Why are they portals? How are they portals? What... Mel, what the shit?"

Mel shrugged and intoned the grunt version of, "I don't know."

Annie clearly wasn't taking that for an answer, so Mel sighed and went over the whole story. Once Annie understood, she looked over the portals, which no longer had Mel's dick in them, and asked, "Cool if I borrow them?"

Mel scoffed, and raised her pitch as she answered, "No you can't borrow them! I just got them!"

"Oh, come on," she complained. "I lent you my sex toys for a whole week; I only need it for like thirty minutes--an hour, tops. You just blew yourself with it, already, so what's the big deal?"

Mel held her mouth open as she hesitated, then said, "Yeah, but I haven't fucked myself, yet."

Annie swept them over towards Mel and impatiently said, "Okay--fuck yourself. I'll use it after." Annie then lied sideways on the foot on the bed, casually.

Mel gave a flabbergasted look and said, "I'm not doing it with you here!"

Annie rolled her eyes. "God, you need to get over it! You're in your morph, so if you're too shy to jerk off in front of the family, you'll never see the family. I won't even watch."

Mel gave and exasperated wail and said, "Why can't you just wait in your room?"

"Because if I wait in my room, you'll never let me use it! You'll just keep fucking yourself all day and then fall asleep."

Seemingly done arguing, Annie summoned a hologram above her. Mel could see the telltale glow in the air, but the details were only visible from Annie's perspective. She sighed and decided to get it over with. To keep Annie out of her view, pulled up her own hologram and searched up one of her favorite porn sites.

As porn played, Mel pressed one ring to her pussy and lowered the other onto her dick. Using coordinated motion from both hands she began fucking herself in a fast but smooth motion. Her pussy felt incredible on her cock, and surprisingly, she enjoyed the feeling of her cock in her pussy just as much. She supposed she'd been more of a size-queen than was necessary, because taking her tiny cock felt great. Her pussy seemed to reflexively adjust and tighten to make the most of its size.

Mel was able to use the disks to make adjustments in angle and position that would otherwise require her to move her whole body. She moved her wrists in a rolling, twisting motion to rub perfectly on her G-spot and glans. It was everything great about masturbating, fucking, and being fucked, all at once.

"How is it?" Annie asked, surprising Mel. Mel moved her hologram to her periphery and saw that her sister was now lying on her side, watching her.

"What the heck?" Mel barked abruptly. "How long have you been watching?"

Annie shrugged and repeated, "How is it?"

Mel grunted and told her, "It's like having sex with myself, how the heck do you think it is?"

"No," Annie said. "I mean, how is your pussy? How does it compare to others you've tried?"

Now irritated enough to bring out the real swears, Mel scolded, "Annie, what the fuck is wrong with you? What kind of question is that to ask your sister? You want to know if my pussy's good? Yeah, my pussy's fucking great, you perv!"

Not even reacting to Mel's anger, almost bored, she said, "Makes sense. You've always had the cutest pussy in the house."

Mel was absolutely appalled. "Annie! What the fuck!"

"What? Not in a weird way. I don't want to fuck you, or anything. Can you not acknowledge things that are pretty about me, or Luna, or mom, without getting all horny about it?"

"Not... your pussy," Mel argued, blushing and angry.

"Oh, what? So, mom doesn't have nice boobs? Luna doesn't have a great cock? Don't kid yourself. We've all got our things, and one of your things is having the prettiest pussy."

Mel took a deep breath to stop herself from yelling. "Okay--whatever. That doesn't explain what the hell would possess you to ask me how my pussy feels while I'm fucking myself."

Annie shrugged and smirked before turning back up and turning her hologram back on. "Because it's funny how uncomfortable you get about that stuff."

Mel huffed in fury, but she was still too horny for further delays. She returned her attention to her porn and resumed fucking herself, harder now than before. Picking up on her earlier momentum, she came barely a minute later. After giving it some time to pump every drop into herself, she took the portals off herself and threw them at her sister.

"There! Bring them back when you're done!"

Annie smile and grabbed the portals. Instead of getting up, though, she lifted up the long shirt she wore as a gown and prepared to fuck herself there. Mel objected, "Not in here, perv!"

Annie looked at Mel like she was stupid. "Are you in the mood to explain to Mom and Luna about the portals, and then end up with them borrowing them for the rest of the day? Hell, once Luna gets her hands on these, she'll lock herself in her room with them for months."

"So hide them under your shirt, dumbass!"

Annie gave a look like that legitimately hadn't occurred to her. "Oh yeah," she said, and then got up and left quickly.

Mel took a minute to lie down and decompress before her body's needs beckoned her for more. She decided to try some more electrical play. From the kit by her bed, she got out some toys. First, linked up a butt plug with a large bean-shaped toy that she put in her pussy. The current passed between them, coursing through her prostate.

That on its own felt amazing. She wanted to add more, though. Getting extra kinky, she got out the hollow sounding rod and cock ring from the day before. After feeding in the rod, she got creative with the ring. Instead of putting it around the base of her cock, she fastened it tightly around her balls.

The instant she turned the current on something clicked for her. She'd never understood the appeal of ballbusting, but once electricity was involved, she recognized it as the perfect kind of pain. She came immediately, but she didn't show herself mercy. She turned both currents up to their highest settings and lied back, pretending she was bound and powerless to turn the shocks off.

Waves and waves of cum were coaxed out of Mel's body as she writhed in her self-imposed torture. For nearly an hour, she bucked and whined and panted, but she never moved her hands from their imaginary bonds. The only thing that finally interrupted her was Annie coming in unannounced again.

Annie looked her over, cocking an eyebrow and smirking. "Wow. The kinks really set in fast, huh?"

Still writhing from the shocks, she growled, "Get out!"

"Damn!" Annie said, tossing the portals onto Mel's bed. "I just came to give these back! Thanks, by the way."

Mel refused to engage her sister further, and only reaffirmed her demand of, "Go!"

Mel sighed and turned off her toys. It was about time she stopped anyway, the metal had heated up so much that the burning hurt more than the electricity, and it wasn't kind of pain she was looking for. She took everything out and had a short breather.

Once Mel calmed down, she grabbed the portals along with something from her shopping back from the day prior and went to her desk. She set everything on her desk and then went to her dresser to get her tightest pair of compression shorts. She then put her dick and balls through one of the portals and put on the shorts to hold the disk in place.

It was strange seeing her dick sticking straight out of the ring on her desk. When it was like this, it was simply an object for her to study and experiment on. Sitting in front of it, Mel opened the toy she'd grabbed--a set of sounding rods. The case opened like a book, revealing a lineup of rods ranging from thinner than what she'd already used, all the way up to one as thick as her thumb. She wondered if it was possible to stretch herself enough to fit the largest rod. She supposed that if it was part of the set, then surely someone had accomplished it.

She grabbed a rod from the thinner end of the spectrum--larger than what she'd used, but not quite absurd. She rubbed some of the cum from her chest onto the rod to lube it up. With her left hand, she held her dick steady, while with her right, she probed the rod into her dick hole. For fun, she decided not to think of it as her own dick; rather, it was an alien artifact that she was performing an experiment on.

There was a sharp pain as she pushed the rod in. She imagined that just as she was experimenting on this alien object, her dick was stuck through a portal to some alien lab, and they were performing the same experiment on her. This meant she was powerless to stop the pain in her own dick, and her only solace would come from getting revenge by getting rougher with the dick on her desk.

She liked this daydream quite a lot. As she went on, she abandoned the notion of the alien experiment. Her dick was stuck in a portal, and so was the dick of her enemy, and they each had the other's dick. The more her enemy hurt her, the more she was motivated to hurt the enemy back. Getting lost in that scenario, she was able to push herself far more than if she acknowledged the reality of what she was doing.

Mel decided that the enemy, who gradually became Dahlia in her head, was being a real bitch, and needed to be punished. She went up a few sizes and grabbed the nine-millimeter rod. She pulled the smaller one out and roughly jammed the bigger one in. She grunted in pain. Apparently that bitch Dahlia had the same idea to use a bigger rod, and it felt like being stabbed.

Mel jerked her hand up and down, violently fucking Dahlia's bitch-dick with the thick rod, but the cunt matched her blow for blow. If that wasn't bad enough, Mel's dick was masochistically trying to cum, but the rod was too fat to let any cum out. Fuck it, she decided two could play at this game. If Dahlia liked sounding so much, it was time to see how she liked teeth gnawing on her balls like a chew toy.

As she bit Dahlia's balls, Dahlia did the same. Mel bit harder, gnashing her teeth and jerking her head around like a rabid dog. Mel didn't care if her ripped this bitch's balls off; this was a game of chicken she refused to lose.

Just as it felt like she truly was about to rip her own balls off, Mel came crashing back town to reality. She soberly let her backs go and backed away from them. She couldn't help but laugh at how carried away she'd gotten with that fantasy. As painful as it was, she still found the scenario extremely hot. She wished she had a second set of portals so she could trade dicks to Dahlia and challenge her to a game of chicken where she abused each other until one of them couldn't take it anymore.

That thought came with a scary realization: her hate for Dahlia had evolved into a sexual desire. She craved a sexual game of cat-and-mouse with her. She wanted mutual abuse with her; she wanted to hunt and scheme and be hunted and schemed-against in kind. She wanted the thrill of not knowing who would break first.

There was a certain tragedy in it. If she'd felt this way a week ago, she would have enjoyed Dahlia's bullying--and fighting back against her. Now that Luna had delt with her, there was no way Dahlia would take any bait Mel put out for her. She felt dumb for going to school when her futamorphosis was just beginning, before she developed any kinks.

As Mel thought about this all, the thick rod remained imbedded deep in her urethra. If she planned on using something this size again, Mel figured it was a good idea to let it sit still inside her to stretch her out. With this in mind, she left it there as she walked away from her own cock to towel herself off.

There was something fun about being able to walk away from her own dick. It occurred to her that the portal could act as a form of chastity cage, where instead of being unable to get an erection, she simply wouldn't be in the same place as her dick and thus wouldn't be able to touch it. Maybe she could even leave it with someone else, powerless to stop them from doing whatever they want to it.

A thought occurred to her. There was such a thing as 'bondage glue', which was used for kinky bondage to stick a person's skin to objects or other skin. The bond was unbreakable, but only for a limited time. After the set time passed, the glue dissolved into an inert lubricant. Just yesterday, though, her mom told her not to drag her back to the mall after developing a new kink.

Mel texted Lyra, "Do you own any bondage glue? (begging face)"

Lyra texted back, "My sister has a ton, why?"

"Can you bring some to school for me? I might want to try sticking a portal to myself for a while."

"I gotchu, Boo (kissy face) (smiling devil face)"

10

When Monday morning came, Mel woke up to a sight that made it the happiest morning of her life. The tent she was pitching on her blanket was gigantic compared to before. Throwing off the blanket was like unwrapping the present she'd been hoping for on Christmas morning.

She beheld the glory of her huge, fat, throbbing cock. It was soaked with precum, which glistened beautifully in the morning sun. A quick measurement from her Omni bracelet read as follows: "8.2 inches length. 2.7 inches diameter. 8.5 inches circumference."

Mel was grinning like a fool. She couldn't be happier about her newly improved cock, and she knew exactly what to do with it. On her nightstand, she had the two portals, stuck together to look like a single ring. She'd spent Sunday doing little else other than fucking herself, and in her experiments with the portals, she discovered that the disks where magnetized. That let her stick the backs together to disguise them as a ring or stick them to a metal surface.

She put the ring over her cock. It wasn't quite the girth of Isla's--at least not yet. This meant the portals didn't fit snugly over it. Mel decided to change that. After painfully squeezing her balls through the ring as well, she now had a tight fit.

Now that it was securely in place, Mel grabbed her cock tightly with both hands and pulled it away from her body. Seeing her cock get removed made her feel faint, despite understanding that she was just moving the portal, and everything was still attached. There was just an instinctual fear that came from what looked like dismemberment.

Beside her bed was her mechanized mount. She'd figured out the day before that she could attach the disk to the machine, so she did so now with ease. Next, she lowered herself onto her cock. As soon as the fat head of her cock parted her pussy lips, her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Her knees gave out and she fell the rest of the way.

Not only did she have a great cock now that was incredible to have inside her, but it seemed to be twice as sensitive as it had been before. Her pussy hugged it tighter, too, so altogether this was a much better experience than fucking herself had been so far.

Mel turned on the machine. Slowly at first, her cock slid in and out of her pussy. After getting used to it, she turned the power up much higher. Now she was fucking herself hard and fast.

It felt amazing. Her dick was now roughly the same length as Lyra's, but noticeably thicker. The way it filled her with each rapid rise was divine.

When Mel came, she surprised herself by squirting like a hose. Her pussy convulsed as her climax rocked through her, trying to push out her cock, but the machine kept relentlessly shoving it back in, stuffing her with her own cum.

She continued like this until after her next orgasm. Then she pulled out and switched it over to her ass. She generally preferred the feel of a pussy on her cock, but sex was unsatisfying if her ass didn't get some attention.

After one more load of cum was pumped into her ass, smell stood and stretched. That was quite the way to start her day. Pulling out of the portal gave her a scare as it took a couple minutes to dislodge herself from it, but wit a relieved sigh, she managed to slip it off.

A little while later, Mel was stepping out of the shower when she smelled maple syrup from the kitchen. Her stomach growled and she rushed out to find the source of the smell. She'd hardly surfaced from her room at all, the day before, so she'd subsisted only on her own cum. A person could live indefinitely on futa cum, but trying to live on one's own cum was a feedback loop that couldn't last very long, especially with the calorie requirements of futamorphosis.

Mel saw her mom setting the table with pancakes, bacon, and a pitcher of milk--presumably her own. When her mom heard Mel enter, she looked up from the stack of pancakes and her eyes widened. It then dawned on Mel that she was still naked, having been too distracted by food to notice until now.

"Goodness gracious, sweetie," her mom said. "When did that happen?"

Mel looked down at her large cock, hanging in an idle state of half-mast. Her first instinct was to run back to her room and get dressed, but she stopped herself. Her sisters never had any quarrels with being naked around the house, and Mel supposed she should make an effort to get comfortable with it, too. Having less to be embarrassed about would certainly help.

"I woke up like this," she told her. "My other... Isla, she gave me a rundown of what I can expect from my morph with her genes, so it's all happening right on schedule, so far."

"Really? Oh, that's good, sweetie. How did things go with her, by the way? You haven't really talked to me since you met her; I've been worried."

"No, it went great," Mel assured her. "You've got nothing to be worried about, I promise. She just gave me a present, and I've been sort of... distracted." Mel could see that her mom wanted her to elaborate. "She gave me... a portal. I can use it to have sex with myself, so I've been pretty busy doing that."

"A... what?! A portal?! What are you talking about?"

Mel sighed, excused herself, and then went to her room, returning shortly with the portal disks. She explained everything as best she could and stressed that she wouldn't be letting anyone borrow it--at least for a the time being. Her mom understandably amazed about it. More than that, she was just happy that things were still okay between her and Mel.

For Mel's part, she was mostly just hungry. She wolfed down her mom's delicious food and washed it down with milk. The flavor confirmed her initial guess that it was her mom's milk.

"Thanks mom, this is delicious," Mel complimented. "It's been a while since you've given us your milk."

"Yeah, I wanted to avoid crossing a boundary, when you were younger, but you're all old enough, now. Milk means one thing for little kids, and another thing for adults, and I wanted to avoid blurring those lines while you girls were teenagers."

Mel supposed that made sense. She was just glad it was back on the menu, since her mom's milk was extra delicious. For the first time, Mel felt disappointed that she wouldn't make milk of her own--at least outside of nursing, if she ever got pregnant.

"Nice hips," Luna remarked, lazily shuffling to the table naked.

Mel looked down and realized Luna was right. With her bigger cock, she hadn't even noticed that her hips were wide as hell, now. In fact, her thighs were a lot thicker and juicier, too. Feeling bold, she told Luna, "Wait till you see my cock."

That got a chuckle out of Luna, who pointedly looked down as she passed by. "Hey, not bad! That happened fast. Do you think it's done growing?"

"No way," Mel boasted. "Didn't you hear? I take after my other mom, who started with four inches like me, then grew to fourteen."

Luna gave a disbelieving look, and turned her gaze to her mom, who nodded confirmation. "God damn!" she said. "My sister, the stallion--who'da thought? You know, you'll have to fend off a lot of challengers, now."

Mel cocked an eyebrow. "Huh?"

"Well, yeah, the girls with big cocks are always butting heads--and not just in the fun way. The bigger your dick gets, the more girls will try to fight you. You being my sister will hedge that a bit, but the ones who don't know will probably square up on sight."

Mel gave a look of dismay, so Luna tempered her statement by saying, "Don't worry--dick-size and strength usually improve at the same time. Here, stand up."

Mel hesitated but eventually stood. Luna then held out her palms and said, "Hit me with a good, hard punch."

Mel hesitated yet again, so Luna prompted harder. "Go ahead, you know I can take it. I've gotten pretty good at sizing up which punches are good."

Mel made a fist, feeling foolish, and threw a punch at her sister's hand. She was surprised how swiftly and easily she moved, and how powerful her strike felt. Luna recoiled back and stumbled a step before shaking out her pained hand. "Ow--holy shit! Mel that was a really good hit! How hard were you trying? Do you think you can manage something harder?"

Mel grinned and excitedly said, "For sure! That one felt so easy!"

Luna beamed proudly and said, "You're strong as fuck!" She paused, eyes going darting as Mel could practically see a plan forming in her sister's head. "Okay, after school today, I want you to stay late and meet me at the gym so I can teach you how to fight."

Mel was astounded at the suggestion. The coaches had spent years trying to convince Luna to stay after school for sports and she wouldn't hear of it, but just one punch from Mel had her volunteering her time? Her mom, however, was less than pleased.

"Fight? I don't want you girls fighting."

Mel scoffed. "It's a little late for that, Luna's the..."

"Psst!" Luna interjected, signaling for Mel to shut up.

"The what?" her mom asked.

Mel froze, nervous that she may have overshared. "Nothing! I have to get dressed!"

Her mom called after her, but she simply ran to her room. As Mel got dressed, she liked the way she filled out her skirt. Her hips stretched it tight, and her cock peaked out at the bottom. Under other circumstances, that could be embarrassing, but at Longwood, it was embarrassing not to have her cock visible in her skirt.

Wearing her uniform didn't make her fully dressed, though. Once she inserted a love egg and large string of anal beads, her outfit was complete. Just in case those weren't enough to keep her satisfied, she put some E-stim toys and her urethral sound kit in her backpack.

She was quite tempted to use her portals on the train to school. It rose questions about just how public she wanted to be with her portals. Surely, she wouldn't be able to resist ever using them at school.

This seemed like a question for Isla, so she sent her a text, "Hey so I was wondering, how secretive do I need to be about the whole portal thing?"

About a minute later, she got a response. "Good morning to you, too, kiddo." Then in a second text, "It's fine if people find out about the existence of the portals themselves, minor leaks are bound to happen as more of them change hands. Just please don't mention where you got it and if anyone asks, you have no idea how they were made. The fact I even told you could technically be construed as treason."

Mel panicked briefly, shamefully admitting, "Yikes! I might've sort've accidentally mentioned it to my mom and one of my sisters already..."

"That's fine, as long as that info stays in the family. Eventually some other source will leak it and I'll be in the clear, but until then it's best if you don't mention it at show-and-tell. (Tongue-out winky face)

"Okay, good. Thanks, mom."

Mel sent it without thinking, and went red when she realized she'd just called Isla 'mom'. Isla even marked that message with a heart, so it was acknowledged. She face-palmed, knowing this would come back to bite her later.

...

Mel found Lyra at what was becoming their usual meeting spot: a dead-end corner of the hall where there was a bench. The campus was intentionally littered with nooks and crannies like this, where students might break away from the crowd for personalized attention. Lyra smiled, looking first to Mel's grinning face and then down to the cock dangling under her skirt.

"No way!" Lyra squealed. "Just like your mom said! It's so exciting! How is it? I'm guessing you've fucked yourself with it already, yeah?"

Mel tilted her head, clicked her teeth, and told her, "It's pretty good, if I do say so myself."

Lyra hugged her and they caught up on what they'd been up to. The topic even came up about kinks that they'd been experimenting with. Mel told her about her new interest in electrical play, along with sounding and a budding curiosity in ballbusting. Lyra was enraptured by this revelation.

Lyra had already been toying around with sounding, and she even revealed that over the course of a week she'd trained her urethra to take a twelve-millimeter sound. "I'm so close to getting my pinky in there," she explained excitedly. Because of Mel's interest, she said she now wanted to try out E-stim and ballbusting, too.

On that note, Lyra gave Mel the bondage glue she'd asked for. It came in three color-coded squeezable tubes. One would last an hour, another would last four hours, and the final one would last twelve hours. That last one seemed like an overkill, but it was better to have it and not need it.

After a quicky, to let Lyra take Mel's new cock size out for a spin, the two of them parted ways to go to home room. When Mel got there, Pam was ecstatic to see her. Mel did a double take as Pam approached her a hug. Her breasts, which were slightly above average a week prior, had grown to F or even G cups. As Pam hugged her, Mel looked down, and saw that Pam's ass, which was already well-endowed, was even plumper now.

"Wow, look at you," Mel remarked as the hug ended.

Pam smiled proudly. "Thank you, I..." she trailed off as she looked Mel over and spotted her cock. "Oh my god! You're huge!"

Mel blushed and thanked her. Pam was barely listening, as she was too busy staring a Mel's cock and biting her lips. Mel tried snapping her out of it, but Pam kept staring as she eventually said, "I won't be able to think until I know how that thing feels in my ass."

Mel laughed and asked, "What?"

Pam was practically drooling as she said, "I don't know why, but I haven't been able to come since Friday. I spent all weekend jerking off and blasting my holes with toys, but nothing is working."

Mel gave a concerned look and told her that sounded serious. She brought Pam to talk to Miss Vulpa before class started. The teacher listened thoughtfully to Pam's problem and told her, "It's possible you've developed a fetish, and you're having difficulty climaxing without practicing that fetish."

Without hesitating, Pam said, "Cum."

Miss Vulpa widened her eyes and intoned, "Hmm?"

"Cum," she repeated. "In my ass. Mel came inside me last week and now all I can think about when I'm masturbating is how much I want more cum filling."

Miss Vulpa nodded and pursed her lips. "Problem solved, then. Today we'll practice Shibari and spanking, and sex is permitted during it. Just volunteer to play the submissive role and hopefully Mel here will be generous enough to give you what you're craving."

Mel thought that sounded like a good solution, but Pam pleadingly added, "--And you, too?"

"Huh?" Miss Vulpa asked.

"Do you want to be generous, too? I need as much as I gave get, I'm hurting from a weekend of denial. Or what about everyone? Maybe you could modify today's lesson to be a gangbang?"

Miss Vulpa looked taken aback, initially, then spent a while narrowing her eyes at Pam. Finally, she told her, "Okay."

Mel was surprised at this outcome. "Really?"

The teacher shrugged. "Yeah, why not? She seems like she needs this, and it's not like we're following a curriculum. Why don't you find your seat for now while I get things started?"

Mel did as she was asked, going to her seat while Pam remained with Miss Vulpa. The teacher stood in front of the room and announced, "Okay, girls--there's been a change of plans today. To begin, I will demonstrate a couple Shibari bondage techniques on the lovely Pam. After that, I was planning on having you partner up and practice the techniques I show you, but we'll have to move that to tomorrow."

The class collectively responded with groans and complaints, but Miss Vulpa silenced them by using her hand to mime a closing mouth. "Instead," she continued, "Once Pam is bound, anyone who wishes to participate may line up behind her and join me in running a train on her. Anyone who doesn't wish to join can use this as free time."

There were no complaints after that, just a few gasps and stunned silence. Miss Vulpa raised the table platform out of the floor and streamed a camera feed to the projector screen. To begin, she undressed Pam and demonstrated how to tie a rope into a body harness with practiced ease. Then, Pam got on her hands and knees on the table, and Miss Vulpa tied her legs so they were folded tightly and bound to her torso, and then she tied her arms behind her back. The whole process only took a couple minutes, after which the teacher took off her dressed and mounted her student from behind, all while the camera showed a close-up.

"Now, Pam--I know what you're interested in here is anal creampies. Would you like us to avoid your vagina altogether?"

"No," Pam answered, muffled due to her face being shoved into the rubber mat. "Use me however you want, I just want most of the cum to end up in my ass."

"Perfect," Miss Vulpa said, plunging her cock into Pam's soaking wet cunt. "Alright, girls, line up behind me. Speed is the name of the game, here--finish as fast as you can, so everyone can get a turn. We're also going by 'pizza party' rules--nobody gets seconds until everybody gets firsts."

Everybody sprung up and scrambled to get in line. Mel was taken by surprise, and ended up seventh, despite sitting close to the front. She didn't mind, though, since a cocktail of futa cum would just make Pam's holes feel even better.

Miss Vulpa rapidly ploughed her student's pussy, rushing to an orgasm. A little over a minute in, she shot her first jet of cum and hurriedly pulled out. The second rope decorated Pam's ass before she slammed her cock into it and continued railing her for a good thirty seconds, shooting waves of cum with each thrust. The second she felt cum pumping into her as, Pam's pent-up cock sprayed cum all over the table. Once her orgasm finished, she quickly pulled out and stepped aside.

Next was a quiet, dark-haired girl Mel had seen around, with a cock about the size Mel's was now. She went straight for Pam's ass and clumsily humped five times before freezing balls-deep and twitching around for a few seconds. During that few seconds, Pam painted the table again. When she pulled out a moment later, a fountain of cum was leaking out of Pam's ass. The girl certainly needed to work on those premature orgasms, but Mel didn't judge.

The next five girls had their fun, ranging from one-to-two minutes each. Every single time one of them came in Pam's ass, she came twice as hard all over the table. By the time Mel stepped up for her turn, the table and floor were a complete mess. What Mel was more interested in, however, was the mess leaking out of Pam's holes. She was packed full of cum and her belly was distended. Unable to resist, Mel ducked her head in there to slurp some of the cum leaking out of each hole and lick some off her balls.

One girl further back in line whooped and shouted, "This girl knows where it's at." Mel looked back and saw it was Ivy, the girl who the teacher had eaten out on the first day of class. Mel nodded back at her in acknowledgement.

As Mel prodded her dick into Pam's cum-glazed as, Pam lifted her face and turned it towards her. "Ugh--finally! All these other girl's cum is so watered-down compared to yours! I'm dying for the real deal."

Mel chuckled and rolled her eyes, sure that Pam was exaggerating. She began thrusting, while firmly squeezing and groping her jiggly ass. The mix of cum soaking her cock felt incredible as she brutally slammed as hard and fast as she could. The last thing she wanted was to fail to deliver on her friend's fantasy of getting anally brutalized, and her new strength aided her in going above and beyond.

Mel didn't know if Pam was deliberately doing it for Mel's benefit, but she was moaning in pleasure a lot more than she had with anyone else. Then, after a few minutes when Mel's orgasm came over her and she flooded Pam's ass with hot cum, her reaction was way more intense than before. She came so hard that the pressure of it was painful, and she rocked and seized like she was in a Pentecostal church catching the holy spirit.

From the back of the line, Mel heard someone say, "Fuck--I'll have what she's having."

Mel looked to the girl who'd said it and was pleased to learn who it was Hannah. Mel had noticed Hannah around class and school in general. Hannah had the most stunning face Mel had ever seen. Beyond just being gorgeous, Mel related to her, since she was as petite as she was, and with hair that was about as big and unmanageable as Mel's. Until today, she also related to the fact Hannah's dick was evidently small enough that it didn't show in her skirt.

While she was relatable in some ways, she also had a very exotic look. There was a rare mutation that caused unusual hair and eye colors, and this girl clearly had it. Both Hannah's eyes and hair were cotton-candy-pink, and Mel always found herself staring at it whenever her mind wandered.

Mel was surprised Hanna even spoke up like that. She always kept to herself, fending off attempts to get close to her with hateful glares. She wasn't going to pass up this rare opportunity to talk to her.

Mel grinned and winked at Hannah as she pulled out of Pam to let the next girl in line go. "Don't think I won't take you up on that," she called out to her.

Surprisingly, Hannah just smiled back at her and said, "Don't act like offering exactly what I asked for is some kind of threat."

Mel backtracked down the line to Hannah, eyebrows raised, wondering if the girl would back out. As Mel got close to her, Hannah turned to leave the line, then turned her head back, inviting Mel to follow. She led Mel to a table in the back of the room and then leaned against it, biting her lip as she eyed Mel thirstily.

"Wow, you even left the line for me; I'm flattered."

Hannah shrugged and told her. "I'm more of a bottom, anyway. I was only in line because I missed breakfast, and you made all that cum look appetizing."

Not even thinking, Mel leaned in and kissed her, and Hannah's lips enthusiastically met hers. The kiss lingered until Hannah sucked Mel's lower lip and then released it. Just as she pulled back, she urgently turned and bent over the desk. The girl wasn't leaving a much room for interpretation with that, so Mel didn't hesitate in plunging her cock into Hannah's ass.

Hannah shuddered as Mel buried her fat girlcock inside her. She gathered up her own hair into a bundle and demanded Mel to pull it, so Mel obliged. Holding onto Hannah's hair like a handlebar, Mel slammed her ass forcefully, waiting to hear any indication that she was going to hard, but all the only feedback she got was a melody of pleased moans.

There wasn't as much of a rush as there was with the gangbang, but Mel also knew that the girl's request was for an anal creampie, so she didn't put much effort into delaying her orgasm either. After a solid five minutes, pleasure overcame her and she started pumping Hannah's guts full of hot cum.

Hannah reacted similarly to Pam, squirming and crying out in ecstasy. Strangely, it looked like it was a dry orgasm, because she wasn't shooting out any cum. Could she be wearing a condom under her skirt? Even stranger--her belly was swelling up way faster than Mel's cum would account for.

The mystery was solved all at once after about twenty seconds of cumming, when a bucket's worth of cum suddenly splashed down to the floor and with it, a gigantic cock fell to dangle between Hannah's legs. Mel pulled out and stepped back to take in this revelation, mouth agape in her shock. She'd always assumed the reason Hannah's cock wasn't visible in her skirt was because it was small, but clearly her assessment was way off base. Apparently, Hannah was always walking around with her dick hidden up inside her pussy.

Someone behind Mel gasped and commented, "Purple girl's hung," followed shortly by a chorus of more gasps. Hannah turned and scanned her killer-glare over at everyone gawking, which shut them all up. Mel, however, wasn't perturbed by it, and continued to gawk, even getting down on her knees to get a close look at the thirteen-inch monster.

"Why would you hide this?" Mel asked in a reverent hush.

Hannah scoffed and rolled her eyes. "I'm not hiding anything; I just really like how it feels inside me."

Mel was amazed. This was the biggest dick she'd ever witnessed. Technically, her mom, Isla's, was bigger, but she'd only seen that in a video. On second thought, she thought Lyra's mom's cock was about this long, but not nearly as thick, and that was only after two pregnancies to boost its size. Hannah turned around to face Mel, and Mel was just as amazed by the front half as the back half.

Smirking down at it, Hannah taunted, "You just gonna stare all day, or are you gonna give her a taste?"

Mel chose the latter without any more prompting. She leaned in and gave the tip and open-mouthed kiss, swooning at the flavor of Hannah's cum and pussy juice mixed together. She opened her mouth wide and began taking it in, with was like trying to put a fist in her mouth. She amazed herself as she got the whole head in.

She spit the head out and pulled back to look up at Hannah, who looked down at her with amazement. "I was kidding," she said. "I never thought anyone would be able to take even that much of it."

"Oh, I'm not done with it," Mel boasted. "I just had someone throat-fuck me last week without my permission, and it pissed me off."

"No, I would never," Hannah began saying before Mel cut her off.

"I just wanted to let you know--you have my permission."

Hannah's eyes went wide as Mel dunked her head forward and took her cock back into her mouth, this time forcing it back to tightly fill her throat. She kept thinking she'd gotten it as far down as she could, but then, like a sword-swallower, she managed to sink it deep down into her chest before her nose was buried in a soft, pink bush.

Once Mel had Hannah's cock hilted in her mouth, she looked up pleadingly at her. Hannah took the hint, seeming over-the-moon at the way things were going. Hannah's hands grasped Mel's head as she rocked her hips back and forth. Mel realized that since her last face-fucking, her throat had gotten a lot more sensitive to pleasure; the nerve-endings felt almost vaginal. After about thirty seconds, when Hannah was picking up speed, an orgasm rocked through her pussy out of nowhere, making her squirt all over her shoes.

Hannah fucked vigorously, but nowhere near as forcefully as Dahlia had on her first day. That time, it was like Dahlia was trying her best to break Mel's nose against her mons. Hannah, on the other hand, seemed wary of hurting Mel, even in the heat of instinctive rutting.

When Hannah started cumming straight into Mel's stomach, Mel came again. This time, her cock blasted all over the floor, in addition to another squirt. The cum filling her belly felt as potent and intoxicating as her own, so Mel was cum-drunk right away.

Mel felt back onto her butt when Hannah carefully fished her cock out. She dizzily looked up at her and dreamily muttered, "Thank you..."

"Wow," Hannah mused. "I never thought someone would be able to take this thing inside them--other than myself, at least. There must be something special about your throat."

Mel gave her a funny look and said, "Huh? What do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Hannah echoed back. "My dick is like, freakishly big. If I tried to fuck someone with it, it would stab them in the heart. Thankfully, I've got a freakish pussy, too."

Mel stumbled back up to her feat, saying, "Look, I don't exactly get how it works, but the body has ways to adjust to thinks like that. I've got a pair of dildos bigger than that and they double penetrated me balls-deep, just a few days ago."

Hannah looked astounded. "Are you serious? When this thing grew to this size over the summer, I showed my boyfriend and he freaked out on me. He told me there's no way someone could fit something this big and broke up with me."

Mel chuckled and said, "Your ex-boyfriend sounds like a little bitch! Wait, is that why you said you're a bottom? You think it's your only option?"

Hannah looked down sheepishly and admitted, "I guess, yeah. I wouldn't want to hurt anyone."

Mel laughed at how badly this girl had misjudged her gift. She told Hannah to follow and led her to Pam, who was in the middle of taking another in a line of cocks. "Hey, Pam," she called. Pam lifted her head from the rubber and looked at Mel, then in amazement at Hannah's dick. "If this girl wanted to join the line and fuck you with her huge monster cock, what would you say?"

"I'd say skip her to the front of the line and make sure she isn't gentle!" Pam begged.

"You see that?" Mel asked Hannah. "And she was a virgin like three days ago!

Pam chimed back in, frantically saying, "Wait, that was just hypothetical?! No, please! You can't just dangle something like that in front of me and take it away."

After some additional convincing that Pam was serious, Hannah took her up on her offer to skip the line. "Um... is it okay if I try it in your pussy first?" she asked, and got an enthusiastic agreement from Pam.

Hannah carefully guided the head up her cock into Pam's pussy and paused there. Mel had to remind her, "She said not to be gentle."

With a little trepidation, Hannah swung her hips forward more, and when Pam moaned in ecstasy over it, she continued the motion more confidently. Before long, she sped up a bit, then simply lost control and went demon-mode. She snapped instantly and started fucking with breakneck speed, spanking Pam's ass as she churned with wild abandon.

After a couple minutes, she came and didn't slow down at all. She went another minute before Mel had to remind her that if she wanted to go again, she'd have to get back in line. Hannah gave a look like a dog, ready attack someone reaching for her bone. She caught herself, though, and pulled out immediately, looking ashamed.

Hannah stepped aside, apologizing profusely. Mel laughed it off and told her, "Don't worry about it--seriously. Pam loved it, and I think everyone behind you enjoyed the show enough to make up for holding up the line a little."

"Really?" Hannah asked, and Mel assured her it was true.

The two of them sat together and talked. "This is such a relief," Hannah said. "You know, I told myself that I was only keeping my dick inside me because it felt good, but I think subconsciously, I really was hiding it."

"I don't know what you were so afraid of. Like, it's probably the biggest in school so far, but not by that much. My sister's dick is eleven inches, and there's a senior I've seen walking around with one that's twelve. Although, I guess being as short as me makes it look gigantic." As Mel said this, she wondered if that was how she would look when her cock grew more, or if she'd get a little taller before that happened.

"I think that's probably part of it. Even if there are other girls here with dicks almost as big, mine hangs down to the bottom of my knees, so it feels like it's way bigger."

"Even then, the girls here with the biggest dicks get laid all the time. It had to occur to you that people like taking big cocks," Mel pointed out.

Hannah shrugged and said, "I guess I just never thought about it. My ex really scared me about it."

"Well, put that behind you. I say, let that thing hang proudly, as long as you remember to save some for me." Mel was excited, yet at ease with Hannah. She liked Hannah a lot, the feeling reminded her of meeting Lyra, except the feelings blooming leaned further towards romance.

Hannah giggled, and said, "Save some for you, huh? That shouldn't be a problem, I'm pretty picky, anyway."

"But I make the cut?" Mel asked, grinning and blushing.

"Definitely, you do. If you didn't tell me to fuck Pam, I probably wouldn't have."

Mel raised her eyebrows. "Wow--so I've got a lot of sway on you."

Hannah blushed and said, "Yeah, I guess you could say that. I hope this doesn't sound weird, but I've sort of... had my eye on you... not like, in a stalker-y way, I swear."

Mel laughed. It was endearing to see this shy side of a girl who'd put up a scary façade for the last week. "Don't worry," Mel told her. "I've had my eye on you, too."

Hannah looked hopeful upon hearing that. "Really?"

"Really," Mel assured her.

"So then, yeah. Even if I start showing off my dick around school, I think you're really the only one I want to like... use it on."

"Oh," Mel said, taking a moment to consider that. Was Hannah pitching exclusivity, after barely knowing each other? Mel didn't want to ice out Lyra like that.

Thankfully, Hannah dissuaded that worry by saying, "Obviously, I don't care who you fuck; I'm not trying to lock you down or anything. You're just the only girl I like at this school, so far. That being said, that friend you hang out with is really cute, too. Hypothetically, I could see myself hooking up with her if you're okay with it, and she wants to. Hell, I had a lot of fun with Pam right now, too. I might not mind doing that again. I just... don't have the same interest in them that I do for you."

Hannah was certainly coming on a little strong right at the beginning, but Mel liked her, and that tempered it. Lately, Mel was noticing that futas in their morph could be really awkward. She wondered if it had to do with their sky-high futosterone (primary futanari sex hormone).

Mel responded to wordlessly, by standing, throwing a leg over Hannah's lap, and squatting down over her dick while leaning in for a kiss. Her hand wandered under Hannah's top to grasp a perky breast as a thick cockhead kissed her pussy lips. Slowly, she lowered onto Hannah's throbbing pillar of meat, feeling like it was splitting her open. Just as with her largest dildo, her organs shifted to clear a path and her pussy stretched until her cervix was pushed up between her ribs.

Taking Hannah's cock was like being fisted up to the elbow. It wasn't without pain, but it was a pain Mel couldn't get enough of. She had to settle for a while before she remembered to start moving. Once she did, she realized that riding a cock like this would take a lot more movement that a usual one. Soon, she was twerking on it, full-tilt, and there was no chance of it falling out, because even at her highest points there were several inches still inside of her.

Hannah was enjoying herself as much as Mel. Her face was contorting into obscene expressions, she moaned like the loudest of porn stars, and she said things like, "Your pussy is so much better than Pam's, or mine, or anything I've ever felt." It didn't take too long before her cock exploded with cum, and Mel's followed immediately. By the end of it, Mel's abdomen was badly distended and Hannah's face and chest looked like she'd gone bobbing for apples in a barrel of creamy chowder.

Mel rested with Hannah's cock ball's deep inside her, too weak to stand. Leaning into her, chest-to-chest, she chuckled and said, "This thing's not too bad."

Winded, Hannah joked, "Thanks; I grew it myself."

Mel smirked at the dumb joke. Curious, she wondered aloud, "Do you think this is the biggest it'll get? Not that I'm complaining."

"I'm sure it is," Hannah said. "It grew pretty consistently for like three weeks over the summer and then stopped. Plus--it's already the same size as my mom's."

"Is that before, or after having kids?" Mel asked.

"After," she said. "I've got one futa mom and one V-girl mom--who gave birth to me and one of my sisters, but my oldest sister is a clone of my futa mom, and she went from twelve-and-a-half to thirteen inches after her pregnancy."

"Damn, well even twelve-and-a-half is pretty impressive. Sounds like you've got great genes."

"Oh, you don't even know," Hannah agreed. "I come from a very well-endowed family. One of my aunts has a fourteen-inch cock and she's never even been pregnant."

A chill ran down Mel's spine. She backed her head away and looked at Hannah gravely. She noted how similar Hannah was to her, and the rarity of a cock that large. "Hannah... what's your aunt's name?"

Hannah suddenly looked terrified. She studied Mel's face, and Mel saw the recognition in her eyes. Hesitant, she meekly answered, "Isla."

Mel reflexively tried to jump backwards, but she was firmly stuck on Hannah's gigantic cock. "We're cousins," Mel sadly informed her. "Isla's my mom; we only met a couple days ago, so I haven't met the rest of her family."

Mel saw a curious mix of emotions in Hannah's eyes. There was fear, disappointment, and desperation, but there was no sign of disgust or anything like it. Hannah's jaw was trembling as she failed to respond. As Mel began lifting herself up to try to remove herself for Hannah's cock Hannah grabbed her pleadingly.

"Wait! Mel, please! I really like you!"

Mel paused, conflicted, then told her, "Listen, I like you too, but we're cousins."

Hannah looked longingly at Mel as she stood up to dislodge from her cock and then backed away. "I'm sorry," she said. "I'll... we can talk about this later... this is just too much right now."

Mel found her seat towards the front and laid her head on the table. Her thoughts raced as she rested a hand of the bulging belly, full of her cousin's cum. This was such a cruel twist of fate. For two decades, she didn't know Isla, and she would have been blissfully unaware, but so quickly after meeting her, it spoiled what could have been a good thing.

Mel stopped that train of thought and examined it. Was she upset that she fucked her cousin, or that she found out that it was her cousin? If she was being honest with herself, she was a lot more worried about the fact that she now knew, and that it would mean losing out on pursuing things further with Hannah. Except... Hannah didn't seem to care. Still--she couldn't knowingly keep hooking up with her cousin, could she?

Hannah simply didn't know what to do, and despite her better judgement, she decided to take the problem to Isla. Under the table, she texted her, "Mom I have a serious problem."

"What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"I don't know..." Then, in a second text, she said, "So I met this girl Hannah, and we really like each other, so we hooked up but then I found out we're cousins! (dead face)"

After a short pause, Isla texted back, "That's hilarious!"

Mel scoffed out loud and angrily responded, "It's not funny! I'm in a crisis here!"

"No, you're right, I'm sorry, kiddo. I just laughed because I'm literally in the middle of talking to my sister Marcie (Hannah's mom) about how a lot of your cousins just won't stop having sex with each other, and Marcie was trying to make bets on which of them would hit on you when you meet the family. Never would've guessed Hannah. Hooking up with anyone is a huge step for her, I'm really sorta proud of her, despite everything else."

"WTF MOM?! YOU DIDN'T WARN ME WE WERE THAT KIND OF FAMILY! THAT'S SO WEIRD!!!"

"Relax! It's not like it's anything official; some of your cousins are just kind of shameless. We're futas, being shameless comes with the territory."

Isla then double-texted, saying, "I'm sorry things panned out like that, you must be feeling so confused. Just know that I don't judge you for what happened, or whatever you want to do moving forward. Marcie says Hannah actually mentioned your name at home; I guess she's got a pretty big crush on you."

Mel huffed and texted, "Yeah, mom I know she has a crush on me, but that's kind of a moot point, now. Isn't incest wrong?"

Isla's response completely sent Mel for a loop. "(shrugging emoji) We're futas. Not much is taboo for us. Try playing 'never have I ever' with futas, everyone drinks on every turn."

Mel turned off her hologram and groaned. The last thing she wanted to do with her long-lost mom was discuss the nuances of consensual incest in a world with at-will contraceptive, hyperactive libidos, and the steady erosion of all shame surrounding sex. She'd be open talking about it with a friend, but she feared a blood-relative was a clear conflict of interest.