'Ms. Hugebottom, please, I can't move my arms or legs. I don't know what this stuff is, but please take it off.' Timothy asked.
'I BET MOST OF THE GIRLS AROUND HERE NEVER GIVE A SKINNY LITTLE RUNT LIKE YOU A SECOND LOOK. SO YOU'RE DESPERATION MAKES SENSE.' Ms Hugebottom said.
'Please, Ms. Hugebottom, I promise it's not what you think, just give me a chance to explain!' Timothy pleaded as he tried to look around and face her but stopped as he nearly lost his balance.
'YOU'RE AN 18-YEAR-OLD SENIOR AND YOU'RE CAUGHT SNEAKING INTO THE GIRLS LOCKER ROOM?! NO, THERE ARE NO SECOND CHANCES FOR BEIN' A PEEPING TOM, ABSOLUTELY NOT. YOU'RE AN ADULT NOW, YOU SHOULD KNOW BETTER!' Ms. Hugebottom said.
'Please, I was being chased by Christina, she was threatening to sit on me' Timothy begged.
'CHRISTINA, THE CLASS PRESIDENT?! ENOUGH WITH THE LIES.' Ms. Hugebottom demanded.
'But I, I was, please just hear..'
'QUIET! JUST COUNT YOUR LUCKY STARS THAT EVERYONE YOU SAW WAS OF AGE, OR YOU'D BE IN CUFFS RIGHT NOW! LIKE I WAS SAYING, YOU'RE HAVING A TOUGH TIME GETTING ANY BECAUSE YOU'RE SO SKINNY AND SMALL, AM I RIGHT?' Ms. Hugebottom asked.
'I guess.' Timothy said as he looked down.
'NOW, NOW, THERE'S NO NEED TO BE ASHAMED. IT'S THE TRUTH. BUT THAT'S JUST BECAUSE NONE OF THE GIRLS AROUND HERE HAVE ANY VISION. YOU SEE, IN THE PROPER ATTIRE, A BOY YOUR HEIGHT CAN BECOME PLENTY BIG, PERHAPS EVEN TOO BIG FOR SOME.' Ms. Hugebottom said with a chuckle.
It all became clear to Timothy as Ms. Hugebottom lowered a large mirror. Between the skin-colored elastic, and the mushroom tip helmet, Timothy looked like a makeshift penis. Not only that but in the reflection Timothy could make out his giant fat principle squatting nearly above him. Her thick index finger teasing a now huge wet spot right in middle of her thick, camel-toe. My god, was it hairy too. Her bush was so pronounced that it grew past the borders of her panties by nearly an inch in every direction!
'BUT NOT A BIG OLD GAL LIKE ME. YOU SEE I LIKE 'EM BIG. AND AT YOUR SIZE TIMOTHY, YOU'LL FILL ME UP REAL GOOD.' Ms. Hugebottom said.
'Please, not me, not now, Oh god! Just let me go home, please!' Timothy begged.
'TIMOTHY, DID YOU HEAR ME? IF YOU DON'T STOP YOUR WHINING, I SWEAR TO GOD YOU'RE GOING IN THE OTHER END! IS THAT CLEAR?!' Ms. Hugebottom screamed.
With that Timothy heard a little drop. That's when he looked in the reflection of the mirror and noticed a pool of Ms. Hugebottom's cum forming less than an inch behind him. My god, how could someone drip that much, even through her panties?
'Please, I'll do anything, just don't put me in there!' Timothy begged.
'TIMOTHY, THIS ISN'T UP FOR DEBATE. YOU'VE GOT AN IN-SCHOOL AND OUT-OF-SCHOOL SUSPENSION, WITH ME FOR THE REST OF THE YEAR. WHAT I SAY GOES. BESIDES, WHAT ELSE COULD AN 8-INCH BOY BE GOOD FOR HMMMM? NO, I'M GOING TO TEACH YOU A SPECIALIZED LESSON PLAN, AND IT'LL CONSIST OF THE KIND OF LESSONS AN 8-INCH SKINNY LITTLE VIRGIN LIKE YOU NEEDS' Ms. Hugebottom said as she tossed the mirror to the side.
'Wha, wha, what kinda lessons...?' Timothy stuttered.
'REALLY, AFTER ALL THAT BEGGING YOU SUDDENLY NEED TO ASK? SHEESH YOU'RE DENSE. YOU'RE GONNA BE MY FUCK-TOY EVERY DAY FOR THE REST OF THE YEAR, IS THAT CLEAR ENOUGH FOR YA?' Ms. Hugebottom explained.
'Please m'am! I'll do anything but that! Anything at all! I'll be good, I promise! Just not for a year!' Timothy pleaded.
'I KNOW YOU'LL BE GOOD, GIMME A WEEK AND YOU'RE GONNA BE THE BEST LITTLE FUCK I EVER HAD. AS FAR AS THE YEAR'S CONCERNED, IT'S ALREADY DECIDED. I CLEARED IT WITH YOUR MOTHER THIS MORNING. SO YOU'RE GONNA BE IN MY OFFICE FROM HERE ON OUT STARTING TODAY. I'M ALSO GOING TAKE YOU HOME WITH ME EVERY DAY FOR LATE-NIGHT TUTORING. YOU SEE, I'VE GOT A NICE COZY SPOT IN MY UNDERWEAR DRAWER FOR YOU TO SLEEP. IT'S RIGHT NEXT TO OLE RUSTY. HE'S THE OLD DILDO YOU'LL BE REPLACING. YOU SEE, HE MAY BE A LITTLE BIGGER THAN YOU, BUT WITH THE RIGHT ATTITUDE, YOU'LL HAVE A BETTER GRADE THAN HIM IN NO TIME!' Ms Hugebotttom explained.
PUT A SOCK IN IT! WHAT'S DONE IS DONE. IF YOU MAKE THE BEST OF THIS AND BE A GOOD LITTLE VIBRATOR, MAYBE, JUST MAYBE, I'LL LET YOU OFF THE HOOK IN JUNE. KEEP BLUBBERING LIKE A LITTLE WUSS, HOWEVER, AND I'LL MAKE YOUR LESSON PLAN A PERMANENT VENTURE?!' Ms. Hugebottom said.
'Yes, God have mercy, yes' Timothy replied.
'GOD, YOUR ATTITUDE HAS GOT ME SO FUCKIN' HEATED! FOR CHRIST SAKE, ALL YOU GOTTA DO IS STAY RIGID AND HOLD YOUR BREATH. SO QUIT PROCRASTINATING AND HOLD STILL!'
|Story by Johnsmith10992|
|Artwork by Nekt|
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