Chapter 16

It hadn’t been hard for Mrs. Winter to convince the boys to take their clothes off. At first, they’d been uncomfortable with the idea of doing it around each other, but at the promise of a ‘reward’, they were scrambling to strip. She had two naked young bucks standing in front of her almost instantly, desperately trying to avoid glimpsing the other’s exposed junk.

“Good-sized cocks,” she muttered to herself, struggling to make a decision. She pinched David’s ass firmly, and the young man jumped in shock. “Great tone...

“This is going to be tricky.”

Anthony and David didn’t want to do anything which would risk the fantasy ending and so they awkwardly stood as Mrs. Winter took a hard cock in each hand and pondered her options.

“I’ve got it,” she finally said with a smile, mischief dancing behind her eyes. “Kiss.”

After a few seconds of confused silence, Anthony was the first to respond.

“Each other?” he said hesitantly, and Mrs. Winter nodded.

“No way!” David said, a sinking feeling in his gut. He knew the opportunity of a life-time was in front of him ... but he couldn’t do it. He couldn’t press his lips against another man’s, even knowing what was at stake.

“I’m in.” Anthony replied coolly. He still didn’t understand what was going on, but he’d do anything to spend more time with the topless teacher in front of him.

“You can go,” Mrs. Winter said to David, clicking her tongue as he bent down to pick up his clothes. “I’ll keep those,” she added sternly, and - unwilling to disobey a teacher - David just nodded as he sadly left the room.

It wasn’t his lucky day; had he turned right instead of left, he would have encountered a horny Lily, prowling the halls, looking for someone to fuck. Instead, he ran for his locker, where he knew he had a spare letterman jacket.

“Now...” Mrs. Winter said, her attention wholly focussed on Anthony. “Tony, step into my office.”

“Anthony,” he said firmly, and a spark of excitement entered his teacher’s eyes.

“Anthony,” she drawled, grinning with delight as his cock pulsed.

This was going to be fun.

A chill came over Nicolette as her ex-boyfriend stared at her body. She’d been expecting a much more enthusiastic response - lust, passion, arousal. He was finally seeing her naked, something they both knew he’d wanted for a very long time.

Instead, he looked ... bewildered. Disgusted, even.

Nicolette looked down, unsure of what his problem was. Each orgasm had further altered her body - her muscles had grown more pronounced, her breasts had flattened, and some veins had even become visible. She was starting to resemble a female bodybuilder, and the young cheerleader loved it.

I look great, she thought, confused. What’s his problem? She continued undressing, taking over where Stewart had left off, hoping he would enjoy the grace of her movement, the new breadth of her shoulders, the way her thigh muscles met right below her pronounced pussy-mound.

What wasn’t to love?

Stewart, however, looked revolted and conflicted - he knew that he had to do the Lord’s work and fuck a baby into Nicolette, but his erection was already starting to wither. When he’d imagined his girlfriend naked, he’d pictured a slim, busty girl - not the muscular monstrosity who stood in front of him.

“Do it,” Nicolette hissed. “Fuck me...”

In an attempt to turn Stewart on, she flexed, showing off how incredibly toned her body was. There wasn’t an inch of fat on her - Nicolette knew her body would be perfectly fit to carry a child, and couldn’t understand why Stewart couldn’t see the same.

In response, Stewart just nodded and shut his eyes.

For the second time in twenty-four hours, Nicolette was being fucked by someone without even the slightest bit of sexual attraction to her. For the second time in twenty-four hours, she was completely unaware of this and loving the experience - her new muscles meant she could clamp right down on a cock, although Stewart’s surprised scream of pain told her she needed to refine that particular move.

As Stewart fucked her against the groundskeeper shed, Nicolette bellowed and grunted in joy. She grabbed his hand and brought it to her hard breast - he tried to resist, but she quickly overpowered him, rolling her head back with joy as he started unwillingly tweaking and pulling at her nipple.

The fireworks went off and Nicolette came, the walls of her cunt gripping Stewart’s cock tightly.

She was in heaven.

As her orgasm subsided, Nicolette began using her powerful legs to move her entire body up and down, trying to give Stewart as much pleasure as she could.

“Come for me, baby,” she said, her voice deep and husky. “Come inside me. Come inside Nicky...”

Stewart closed his eyes, but it didn’t matter. Everything about Nicolette repulsed him, and soon his erection had completely deflated.

“I can’t do this...” he muttered, and Nicolette glared at him, angry and confused.

“What??”

“I already came,” he lied, pulling his pants back up as Nicolette reached between her legs for a taste.

“No you didn’t!” she said, after swishing her own juices around her mouth for a few seconds, and in response Stewart began to run.

“Come back here!” she yelled, and ran after him, easily catching up with him. “Come back here and fuck me!”

“You’re a freak!” Stewart cried out, stopping Nicolette in her tracks. She fell to her perfectly-chiseled knees, naked in the middle of the football field, hurt and bewildered.

A freak? What was he talking about? She was a perfect specimen of woman - fit, and ready to bare children. She was horny - even though she’d already cum, her own orgasm was quickly becoming incidental. Her arousal was fuelled by her desire to get knocked up - she wanted a baby fucked into her.

She wouldn’t be sexually satisfied until it happened.

Nicolette sat on the soft grass, idly playing with her pussy as she mused on Stewart’s odd behavior. Almost five minutes passed before she could muster up the energy to return to her clothes. As she got dressed, she noticed that her orgasm had caused even more changes to the shape of her body - her breasts had shrunk again, more closely resembling pectoral muscles, and her abs were now clearly visible.

He must be crazy, she thought, sitting down on the grass once more. I’m a freaking hottie.

Anthony smiled as his teacher slowly pulled her panties down, revealing the last of her body. His excitement was visible and Mrs. Winter couldn’t help but shiver with anticipation.

It felt like it had been forever since she’d had a virile young teen inside her.

She couldn’t wait.

Slowly, cautiously, Anthony stepped towards her. He was nervous, but also wanted as much time as possible to drink in the sight of his naked teacher, practically vibrating with need. He’d imagined her body before, but it had never been this ... perfect.

“Suck me,” he finally said, trying desperately not to mumble. Something told him Ms. Winter would enjoy being dominated, but - a virgin himself - Anthony wasn’t really sure how to achieve the effect.