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“Thank you for coming in Elena,” the eldest began. Like the golden blonde, she had also been a staffer at LPI for some time, though Veda was the first of her own to attend. To be sure had been others, but as their Seed Mother, she was not their primary caregiver. No, Veda was special in that regard. “We wanted to discuss your daughter’s progress with you. You know how it is with first years, we always like to check in after the first month or so. This is Gloria’s first time doing it so I thought I’d come along.”

“How is she doing so far?” she asked.

“She is getting along with the other girls quite well it seems,” the then 25 year old reported. She likes to sit with the Whatley twins when she is here.”

“You’re in that nest aren’t you?” the Russian asked the science teacher.

“My sister and I both,” the honey blonde nodded with a smile. “You know how they like to assign twins to twins for development purposes.”

“They must be a handful,” the curly haired futamute surmised.

“They can be,” the other admitted ruefully.

“How is she getting along with you?” she queried.

“Well, that is what we wanted to talk to you about,” Theresa replied, hearing familiar giggles in the hall. “Here they are now,” she announced followed shortly by the entry of the three 14 year olds, the raven haired Agapova girl flanked by her two taller blonde classmates.

The teenaged trio took turns greeting the three teachers with each of the twins opting for the younger two while the Russian’s daughter found herself on the lap of the eldest. There was a subtle squirm to each of them Elena recalled but it seemed her Veda was running a little hotter than the other two. Theresa casually wrapped her arms around the waist of the dark haired as the group made small talk. Idle amusement were shared amongst them over time but the room slowly became quieter and quieter.

Each of the Whatley’s found themselves sitting at the feet Elena and Gloria, eyes glazing over in lust. The sound of conversation was replaced by the deliberate snick, snick, snick beneath Veda’s school skirt. Her daughter’s posture had relaxed considerably. Her legs were splayed open, held apart by the eldest woman’s knees. The hem of the garment was gradually pushed up by the motion of the Theresa’s right arm until it exposed the fist steadily pumping the 14 year old’s glistening cock and revealed the tool of the older futamute plunging in and out of her little girl’s rosebud at the same speed.

“Gloria here was telling me the day at lunch how attentive your daughter was in class,” the 47 year old divulged.

“I have her for science on Tuesdays as well. I never have to worry about Veda drifting off or getting distracted in class,” the younger Markwell complimented. “She’s always got her attention on me.”

“Really?” Elena queried rhetorically, caressing the back of Harper Whatley’s head and subtly coaxing her towards her hardening tool.

“Oh yes,” the younger detailed, glancing down at the other twin. “Even when one of her classmates was chosen for a Day of Servitude last week, she had her eyes glued to what I was writing on the chalkboard at the time.”

“Show her dear,” the golden blonde suggested.

“Would you like to see Elena?” the other then asked.

“By all means,” she approved, with a small sigh as the Whatley girl slid her lips down on her cock.

“She is not only always watching me up front,” Gloria explained, “but she is even listening in when I help another student. The other day I was going over an assignment with Alma Engblom. The girl sits right in front of your daughter in science. Your Veda was leaning forward in over her desk, trying to follow along as well. “Here, watch what happens,” she put forth standing up and walking over to the black haired first year and her mother before turning around. The curvy schoolmarm pulled the hem of her dress over her hips to expose her meaty length. “Heather, if you would?” she motioned, curling her finger. The other twin crawled on her hands and knees to the honey blonde and, like her sister, dutifully allowed the teacher easy access to her mouth. At the same time the Theresa slowly slid off of her chair and down to her knees taking the Russian’s daughter with her. Together they sat looking into the undulating crevice of the younger Markwell’s ass as she took the other student’s head into her hands and began her methodical thrusting.

Abruptly Elena found herself back in the classroom once more. Her rhythm, quite unnoticed by her, had increased in speed in vigor. She was robustly plunging in and out of the Huntington girl’s ass while her fingers slid up and down on her small cock with the same energy. She was getting so close now, so close. The braided blonde girl in front of her daughter seemed quite dedicated to the florist’s cock. Veda released the surrogate’s skull and placed her hands on each of her orbs. Pulling them apart even more she settled down further until less than an inch remained between her breathing starfish and the freckled first year’s mouth. A sudden expansion crammed the tongue of the latter back into her mouth and suddenly a thick, slimy pipe of shit forced the girl’s cheeks to bulge.

Her eyes widened then with the fecal intrusion and her throat flexed in desperation. Elena watched the student that so much resembled her own daughter at that age first struggle then gradually recover from the torrent of soft fudge being pushed down her throat. She could feel the hips of the 14 year old rise and fall rhythmically and started thumbing the crown of the girl’s cock with each stroke. After a few of these caresses Tatiana groaned and she surrendered her creamy treasure in arcing thick volleys. Each of these caused the ass of the youngest Huntington to squeeze together around her own throbbing tool, increasing her own lust. And then she too surrendered to ecstasy blasting her batter deep into the anal canal of young black haired futamute.

Moments later another outburst indicated a third joining their duet and desire. Mother glanced upwards at daughter. They shared a smile of blissful triumph in the midst of their visceral cascade of euphoria, reliving their memories but in different roles. Again and again and again the two of them rode the waves of their carnal delirium taking the third along for the ride. With each orgasmic volley they welcomed her to their mutual past. And with each forced flexing of her throat they created for her a new future.

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When Alma Engblom had entered the building with Shelby Garner in tow, the halls were fairly empty. It was second period now and the kids were in class and therefore the teachers with them. She could hear the distant sounds of the cafeteria staff readying lunch through the doors at the end of the foyer as their heels clicked across the floor. The daycare staffer didn’t know a whole lot about the Shelby Garner who arrived at the beginning of the school year, they hadn’t been in the same next together. The blonde was three years younger than her 28 and had been a sorority sister in Bergen while she had gone to Berlin.

She had seen her around town once or twice. She looked so much different now though. Back then she had been so prim and proper, dressed in lengthy pleated skirts and blouses or occasionally a cotton dress. She tended to go light on the makeup and wore her hair conservatively. It was quite the contrast to how she appeared now. The submissive innocence was still there, she doubted that would ever leave the former teacher. But the package it came in was so different. And it was all because of two other teachers at LPI, Brecklin Foster and Heike Bischoff.

She had been the first’s Bonded Daughter for the majority of her time up north and had left her in good hands when she had graduated herself. In the recent Nest Re-organization the three of them had landed in the same household. From what the older brunette told her, she had helped Shelby choose her own Bonded Daughter from the frosh class when she entered her junior year, as was her prerogative as her Mistress Mother. She steered her towards Veronica Jiříček’s fourth daughter, Marika, convincing her that the short haired athletic girl was the one for her despite the fact that she was two inches taller.

Between the two of them, Brecklin and Heike had gradually reversed the roles of the two younger students and soon the 18 year old was using the Garner girl as her personal toilet as well. They’d even gone so far as to help the 18 year old select a suitable apprentice toilet slut to follow in her footsteps two years later in the plentiful Ruchira Amarin. Though Marika continued to wear the collar identifying her as belonging to Shelby and the voluptuous third the juniors after the older pair had graduated, both of the now former students knew the reality of the relationship between the three. And now, with the blonde having become a school shit slut, the 27 year olds had taken it further with her appearance.