Libereco
Copyright© 2023 by Juxtaposition
Chapter 56: Lessons Learned - Monday (Part 5)
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 56: Lessons Learned - Monday (Part 5) - Libereco is a series of stories about a fictional independent community of Futanari hybrids on an island somewhere in the Kattegat/Skagerrak area between Denmark, Norway, Sweden, and Germany that takes place chronologically in a present day current events exclusionary bubble but contains near future science.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Mult Consensual Drunk/Drugged Hypnosis NonConsensual Reluctant Teen Siren CrossDressing TransGender Fiction Futanari Restart School Workplace Incest BDSM DomSub FemaleDom Humiliation Light Bond PonyGirl Group Sex Orgy Polygamy/Polyamory Interracial Anal Sex Analingus Double Penetration First Lactation Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Scatology Sex Toys Voyeurism Water Sports Babysitter BBW Big Breasts Doctor/Nurse Public Sex Size Teacher/Student Infantilization Transformation Illustrated
Erika Hofmaier ran her hand over her stomach as she stood in [ the hallway just outside of the cafeteria. Next to her was her daughter Sonja, and the Montrose’s Rita and Lorena. Lunch was quite timely in its arrival on this day. She was starting to feel quite full again and it looked like they were as well. The four of them, along with others, had spent the morning sitting on the upturned faces of the Vesterberg girls, Jørdis and Asta. They had introduced the two Danish futamutes to the day to day routine of LPI. There had been nine staffers all told in the meeting and under the advice of Dr. Wanda Ellesmere, they had decided to continue their fecal education of the new arrivals. Now they, along with the first school slut of the year Shelby Garner, lay bound in a multi-person cradle unit some 20 feet away.
The ex-teacher, being relatively empty by comparison to the new arrivals had been strapped in first. Now she was nearly submerged in mud of her own making fed to her by others. Arms and legs buckled in, knees splayed in either direction, the head on the cock nozzle she wore had been replaced by one with the proper harvesting apparatus attached. Two more lines lead to suction cups on either of her nipples and a third to the receptacle over her pissport. The physician had guided the older Vesterberg onto her eager mouth first, strapping her into place legs, on either side of the 25 year olds head. A second set of siphoning devices were then installed upon her body as well and activated before she was bent forward at the waist and her wrists also restrained on the sides.
Lastly came the first year blonde Asta. Her stomach nearly bursting like her older sibling, she too became a part of the public display of submission. Also on her hands and knees, she was backed up on the platform until her sisters head was nestled deep into her slimy crevice. As with the others, she two was equipped for efficient carnal extraction. Next a band was placed around the back of Jørdis’s head and attached to the harness on the 14 year old. Dr. Ellesmere quickly removed the two butt plugs that had been stuffed into the rosebuds of the students and tightened the restraints until there was no space between lips and petals.
Each groaned in relief as their assflowers bloomed feeding the one buried deep within their canyons of depravity. A toilet seat on a pair of arms was mounted on the end of the unit and the blonde girl’s head was tilted back and pushed into the frame. A ridged oral spreader was inserted into her mouth holding her lips apart. A small crowd had gathered by that time from the students and staff leaving the cafeteria. They eagerly looked on as the blonde at the bottom and the redhead in the middle methodically munched down the sludgy sustenance fed to them. Almost immediately two of the three cocks that were being milked began fountaining forth their cream, while the possessor of the third whimpered in her denial.
“Not to worry Baby, you’ll cum with your sister in a moment,” the 27 year old Canadian soothed attaching a hose to an outlet near the bottom of the outer wall of the cradle. The bespectacled blonde cast her eyes about and spotted one of her colleagues approaching the exit of the eating area with her daughter. The other half of the Phys Ed team, Rosabella Ruggerio was a well defined futamute who also coached the school rowing team. The 5’9” woman had been a multi-sport athlete when she had gone to school here. It only make sense that she would have found her way back here in her current capacity. Next to her was her only daughter, Adalina. While one might call the mother attractive, the 16 year old fell squarely into the stunning category.
Wanda remembered the tug of war between Silk, Satin, and Lace and Rings and Things over her. Each had her high on their lists and she had had both on hers. In the end, the lingerie boutique had won the day and when she modeled some of their inventory during her shifts there the establishment was never short of window shoppers. Her hair unlike her Egg Mother’s short wheat blonde bob was a long, luxurious wavy mane of golden brown that eventually drifted into golden blonde. Her curves were to die for, having inherited the best parts of both the first and that of her Seed Mother, Mirah Bertelli. Both Ruggerio’s were somewhat rounded after their mid-day meal and the physician waved them over with a friendly smile.
“Have either of you had a chance to meet the Vesterberg girls yet?” she asked as they approached.
“As of yet, no” the teacher revealed, “They just moved here didn’t they?”
“Yes, it’s their first day at LPI,” the other blonde replied. “They just grew their cocks a couple weeks ago. Their mother has been doing all she can to bring them up to speed but they have had a late start. The one in the middle there is Jørdis. She’s a sophomore. This one here is Asta. She’s in her first year.”
“Such a lovely girl,” Adalina praised gently caressing the last’s copper blonde locks, holding her anxious lavender eyes in her own blue ones. “She looks like she really needs to cum, Mom.”
“Yes, it certainly does,” the other Ruggerio agreed watching the Danish girl’s steady thrust.
“Do you think you can help her,” the Canadian requested.
The Phys Ed teacher looked at the wall clock and pulled out her phone.
“We still have time, Dear,” she assured the 16 year old pressing a button on the screen. A click sounded from the midpoint of the older student’s Slutsuit. Adalina chuckled through her snicker and quickly removed her bottoms, exposing her bulging belly. Pulling her ass cheeks apart she backed up over the upturned face of the bound young blonde and lowered herself onto the round of her lips until she felt them frame her flexing starfish. Smiling lazily, the junior signed and relaxed her body.
Asta’s view of the hallway became shrouded in mystery once the beautiful girl enveloped her face with her lovely ass. Her mouth held open by the round device holding her jaw apart she felt the slimy petals of flesh slide over her chin and come to rest above plush pucker. A tremor, a second, and then expansion. A slimy chocolate deluge of sludge violently pressed down on her tongue forcing her cheeks to bulge. Her swallow reflex smoothly came to life to in response. Her esophagus methodically stretched and compressed pushing the pungent delicacy downwards. And each time it did, she could feel the tingle course through her body in increasingly higher waves until she moaned and her ecstasy overwhelmed her.
Bound as she was her orgasmic thrusting was somewhat subdued, but the cup at the end of her cock nozzle furiously filled with cream with each one. The Danish girl could feel her older sibling’s face tight in her own fecal canyon gulping down the fudgy feast her own body was pushing out. Strapped in place, the redhead moved easily with her rocking, no doubt riding the rapids of her own river of bliss. Asta imagined the both of them spurting their pearly treasure in unison and the almost hidden third doing so as well. A sudden cascade of shit fell on her back and she felt fingers sliding around in it, covering her in a most luxurious skin of stink. Now it was on her neck, in her hair. She reveled in her machine induced submission feeling herself become browner and browner at the hands of others. Mom had told her that she’d love attending school on the island. And she was right. Asta Vesterberg was going to love it here, both she and her sister Jørdis would.
Adalina waggled slightly on her perch pushing the head below further into her clammy crevice. As she felt her lengthy log continue its steady journey downwards, the smile she shared with the two older futamutes was one of satisfaction.
“As I understand it Asta and her sister Jørdis played basketball at Randers,” Wanda divulged.
Are they going to play for us?” Rosabella probed.
“That’s what I’m hearing,” nodded the medical professional. “What about you ‘Lina?” she then asked. “What are you up to this year?”
“I’m on the debate team. We have a meet in Odense at the end of the month,” the junior replied. “Also going to play tennis I the spring.”
“And of course she’s a cheerleader,” the older Ruggerio added.
“She is rather hard to miss out there,” Wanda smirked setting a second hose in place on a mount over Jørdis, as she had the other over the younger Danish girl.
“Some girls are just born with it,” she shrugged before flexing her upper body seductively. “And besides, I like to watch.”
“Be watched is more like it,” her mother chided with a chuckle.
“I really wanted you to meet Asta here,” the doctor remarked turning the second pump in the cradle on and starting some of the sludge in the basin on its journey upwards.
“Oh?” the tall blonde questioned cocking her head to the side.
“The one thing I’ve noticed about these two, well, not just me, but I have reports,” she began, “is that they spend an inordinate time together. Which is natural for sisters, especially this close in age,” she then blurted with a defensive raise of her hand. “However, I’d like to see them explore a little more socially. Lorena agrees with me as does Veemi Annala over at the clinic.”
“I see,” the Phys Ed teacher pondered. “And how do I fit in with this?”
“Think you can make a rower out of her?” the Canadian floated
The Ruggerio woman let her palm fill with shit from the overhanging hose and casually rubbed it around on the 14 year olds body, considering. “She has good musculature for a first year,” she reported sliding her slippery hand down the back of her thigh. “She’ll need to bulk up some, but Esmeralda can help her with that,” the green eyed coach calculated. “She spends a lot of time down at the gym. And she is a junior.”
“Oh that’s good,” the doctor nodded with enthusiasm. “She’ll need a mentor, they both will.”
“Any ideas on the other one yet?” the 30 year old poked.
“Still thinking on her,” the clinician admitted. “There’s more catching up to do there. Most girls her age are starting to explore their dominant side by this time and she hasn’t even found the depths of her submissiveness yet. Lorena and I want to split them up so you’ll get one, but not the other.”
“I can live with that,” the Ruggerio woman agreed watching the shit from the hose above mound on the back of the older Vesterberg’s head and occasionally slide down her body. “You nearly done Sweetie?”
“Almost,” the 16 year old reported adjusting her position slightly before releasing a deluge of piss which the blonde obediently gulped down.
“Good,” the veteran rower approved, pulling her training pants and panties down and stepping out of them, revealing an ass even more impressive than her daughter’s.
“Hey,” Verona Bouwmeester smiled as she saw her former university pal Célestyna Martineau coming out of the cafereria behind her niece, Sheeva. “Saw you on the list. So, are you looking forward to the CRG presentation today?” she asked curling an arm around her sister’s daughter.
“It’s one of the things I always look forward to as a teacher,” the Swiss native remarked with a smile. “January is fun time of year.”
“It certainly is,” the receptionist agreed spotting the senior staff of the school in the hallway and waving.
“I heard your morning was entertaining as well,” the brown eyed futamute explored.
“It was the first day at LPI for these two,” the Belgian born brunette admitted nodding to the Danish students strapped in place above Shelby Garner as they paused at the structure the trio was bound to.
“Vesterberg, right?” the geography teacher quizzed.
“That’s Asta up front and Jørdis in the middle,” confirmed the younger of the two Bergen sorority sisters.
The two watched the muscular butt of Rosabella Ruggerio push out a steady thick snake of sludge into the young freckled blonde’s mouth. “She seems so serene,” the Martineau woman observed as she caressed the 14 year old’s soiled hair and traced her finger across the other’s muddy back.
“Her lips felt wonderful on my ass,” the athletic staffer’s daughter praised with a lazy smile as she snapped her Slutsuit bottoms back into place. “She has such a smooth swallow,” the luscious teen then pointed out smiling down into the first year’s glazed lavender eyes.
“Miss Garner is in fine form today,” Sheeva observed spotting the thick pipe of filth steadily coiling out of her rosebud and melding with the slop she was immersed in. As it was, in addition to her blooming anal orifice, only part of her cock and breasts could be seen above the surface.
“She has a long history on her back,” her mother informed her. “Brecklyn was telling me she was a bottom her entire time up north.”
“It certainly seems like it was the right decision,” the gym teacher surmised following the fecal flow of her former colleague as well. “Did I hear you right, you’ve got CRG this afternoon?”
“Yes, looking forward to it,” Célestyna replied, flashing her teeth.
“Looks like they just walked in the door,” the tall blonde indicated nodding towards the foyer.
“So they have,” the other answered appreciatively. “I’d better go meet them. Have fun ladies.” With that the Swiss born futamute started towards the other group.
The two juniors emerged from the restroom and navigated the currents of the other students on their way to their next class across the cafeteria entrance to the main foyer of the school. Neither Megyn Maddocks or Tan Mingmei were in their school uniforms anymore. Rather, as apprentices at Creative Research Group, they had the option of dressing how they wished for the firm’s Career Week presentation. The first, nearly angelic in her beauty, wore a purple latex bodycon mini with matching meshed stockings. The garter belt holding them up was the same shade as the overly short baby blue lab jacket she wore as an accessory. Both set off the darker blue eyes on her freckled face which was framed by long tweed brown waves.
The other girl, a slightly taller Asian/Latina, had opted for a burnt orange velvet bustier with tan lace trim, a dark cherry red leather skirt and similar professional garment, though hers was the same shade as the highlights of the top. The lingerie beneath her hem was a similar shade as that which covered them though the accents mimic the color of the first. The ensemble was wrapped around a lithe, but athletically graceful body one would expect an accomplished gymnast to have. With a beige face that held in it a pair of amber eyes and sat in a pool of very long luxurious midnight black hair, the influence of her Seed Mother Maria Ribeiro was quite strong in her appearance, despite the similarities to her Egg Mother Tan Jaihui.
“Hey Mom, Grandma,” the first greeted as they approached the Bertelli women.
“Don’t you two look ravishing,” Layla Bertelli gushed bussing her Seed Daughter and then the other apprentice on each cheek.
“You’ll have your pick of the first years, no doubt,” Francesca Bertelli followed up, herding the collared Ashley Farragher forth.
“Hey Baby,” the brunette murmured pulling the shorter 25 year old into her body. Hands finding the redhead’s asscheeks, she forced her submission with a long and deep kiss, grinding their bodies together, feeling each of their cocks thicken in lust.
“Who are we presenting for?” the Tan girl queried having been a last minute addition.
“Miss Martineau in room 31, Dear,” the eldest informed her. “There she is now,” she then added, indicating the curvy brunette wading her way through human traffic, her messily stacked updo a fin in the water.
“She’s beautiful”, Ashley gushed inwardly, a little jealous. “She could fit right in with the Bertelli’s and such a lovely cock too,” she noted seeing the length and girth of her member pressing up lazily against her clothing. It seemed most of the teachers she was noticing allowed themselves that freedom. On the other hand she was always locked up in chastity unless someone bound her hands and decided to free her.
“Hello, hello,” Célestyna began with a smile, greeting the others, noticing the redhead’s silent scrutiny but pretending she didn’t. “Ready to play show and tell with my students?”
“Looking forward to it,” the 35 year old returned. “Shall we get moving?”
“Follow me,” the teacher beckoned leading the way down the north hallway.
“Well, I certainly enjoyed that staff meeting,” chuckled Rita Montrose as the four of them watched the student body dotted with various colleagues exit the eating area. “We don’t do those too often.”
“Career Week is a special time around here, always has been,” Erika reflected. “It brings out the magic.”
“It’s a shame it’s over,” Lorena mused wistfully.
“It’s all her fault,” the older German jested nodding to her daughter. “She’s the Principal.”
“Of course it is,” the other retorted with an amused expression.
“I filled up on the macaroni and cheese thing they had today. And now I’ve got nowhere to put it,” the tall latte skinned futamute lamented running a hand over her own bulge.
“That’s Iverson Hanley’s recipe,” the younger Montrose remarked. “Pasta dishes seem to be her thing.”
Erika spotted a pair of familiar faces near the cafeteria doors talking to a third, one from earlier that day, one from earlier in the year and waved them over. She then turned to the 61 year old. “You know even though the meeting is over, there is no reason we can’t treat ourselves.”
“It does look like the presenters are finding their own way,” Sonja noted seeing the representatives of both CRG and Shutterbug’s conversing with the relevant teachers.
“Hey, how was your lunch?” the older Hofmaier queried as Verona Bouwmeester and her niece Sheeva joined the group.
“Loved it,” the receptionist reported. “Had two helpings of the rice pudding.”
“You as well?” the retired school mistress followed holding the 17 year old’s blue eyes in her brown ones eliciting a silent nod and a chewing of her bottom lip in response. The blonde woman warmed with memory and turned to the senior’s aunt. “You know, though the meeting is done for the day, we could still use a hand in the office. There will be reports that need filing from both ends for all the presentations. What does Sheeva have this afternoon?”
“On Mondays?” Verona pondered. “French isn’t it, French with Miss Yeboah? Then a spare to finish right?”
“How is she doing in that?” Rita quizzed beginning to catch on.
“She was named a Young Diplomat in it as a junior,” the Belgian futamute boasted, referring to the award handed out for those receiving top marks in each foreign language. “She’s going for Spanish this year,” she revealed to the others as she fingered her phone surreptitiously. The tall 41 year old had heard all about the Tuesday Evening Art Classes at Pottery by the Park that her sister’s daughter attended each week from a couple of different sources, one of them being the blonde semi-retired proprietor of the place standing across from her.
“Impressive,” Rita praised with a slight frown of appreciation. “I’m sure she could probably miss one class and not suffer. I can send a note to Amahle easily enough.”
“Wonderful!” the Bouwmeester woman exclaimed not allowing her raven maned niece the opportunity to refuse. “You get to help your Aunt ‘Rona in the front office this afternoon Sweetie.”
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