Counselor from Hell (BE, AE, bimbo, preg, ....)

[klmmn]

"Oh god! Look at that ass. And would you believe she used to be my student?" Principal Barett swallowed another glass of whiskey. "She used to be one of my students, not the best one, but still not a complete dropout. And now?" She was sitting next to a random drunk, almost a hobo, but she needed someone to talk to. She turned to him, but he seemed to be mesmerized by the aforementioned girl.

The girl was young, in her late teens, but seemed to be a bit older. She was a slut, no questions. Only a fishnet dress covered her upper half and ended just in the middle of her thick thighs, her chest nude, small breasts and her huge dark pointy nipples were poking through the net. But her chest was not her main attraction, the main focal point that drew attention was her huge ass. It was enormous, jiggly yet still firm, almost unnaturally round and seemingly impossible to contain. The fishnet dress was stretched to the limit. Her shame was covered by neon ping thong that was lost in the bottomless valley between her ass cheeks.

She walked around the two and as one of the guys on bar winked at her she turned to him and sat on a bar stool next to him. Her thighs swung, she lifted herself and her huge booty rested on the seat like twin melons squished together. It was the type of ass that makes you think if it is natural wonder that grew on the girl by itself or if it had to be augmented by huge silicone implants. She leaned forwards and her ass was stuck far behind her as if she was offering it to anyone to grope. The juicy cheeks formed a huge cleavage crowned by string of her ping thong, a real mouthwatering sight.

The guy she sat next to placed his hand on the fleshy shelf and slid his finger in between the huge globes. She smiled and pulled his hand away, shaking her head. He laughed, pulled a fifty from his pocket and slowly stuck it in between her cheeks. She quickly slipped barman a fiver and he tossed her a key to a small room at the back of the bar. Smiling, she lead the guy to the back making sure the ass jiggles sensually to lure more customers after she finished this one. It took her only three minutes to enter the bar and pick up a guy for a butt fuck.

"How did they call her? Butt-hole Brenda?" the drunk principal asked the other guy who seemed to had awaken from a wet dream. "No. You got it wrong. They call her Butt Whore Brenda."

"Oh god! This is horrible. Young and innocent girl turned into a whore. And do you know whose fault is it?"

"It is usually a society's fault. Look at me, for example", said the drunk. "I'm also a product of society. I used to be a lawyer, or well.. at least wanted to be a lawyer before I started working on a city dump."

The woman looked at him without any sympathy and drunk another glass. Her eyes were glazed and her tongue slow.

"Oh fuck. It's my fault. And I just wanted to improve Greendale high school. Just to increase our average score. They wanted to close us down and it seemed so hopeless. And this girl is one of the first victims."

"Come on, Madame. Do not be so tough to yourself. I have known the girl since she was a small child. She has always been this randy."

"So you remember her being a slut? Really?"

"Yes! She lost her virginity when she was twelve. You know. A slut. A big assed slut."

"Everyone remembers her being a whore ever since, but I remember her being a mediocre student and a decent girl just five days ago. Everyone seems to remember it wrong. The town is filling up with whores and sluts and it used to be such a decent town. A real safe haven for parents with children."

She waved hand at the barman to get another glass.

"It all changed when the she devil came. And it was me who invited her to this town."

"Come on. These things do not happen overnight."

"It happened only five days ago. I still remember it."



**



"Leanne, I think in long range plan we need to take care of the math test results. They seem to be quite unsatisfactory, so we need to set some rules. The kids do not take it serious enough."

Leanne Barett sighed. It had been a week since the counselor came to the town and all seemed to be upside down since then. She almost regretted inviting her.

"I do not know. Maybe we should make posters?"

"You are joking! You need to understand that you must take this whole improvement project seriously or your school will be closed. Isn't this the reason you called me?"

Leanne nodded.

"This is our agreement, do you remember? You would give anything for keeping this school running. Anything. So I'm here."

The counsellor smiled.

"Let me explain them."

She took a microphone of school intercom from principal's hand.

"Good morning students! This is counselor Greta Schlink. I have an important advice for you: there will be a math test tomorrow. This is a very important test so take care and be prepared. The school is a path to a good job, satisfactory salary and a happy life. A way to your future. There are not so many opportunities for high school dropouts these days. The unemployment rate is high and you may not be able to find a decent job if you flunk. I saw many girls dropping out of high schools only to become cheap whores and guys to provide sexual services to elder ladies, it is not a nice fate, believe me. To study is the safest way how to pass the test and a first step towards your bright future."

She put down the intercom and smiled at the principal encouragingly.

"See? It is easy."



**



The test went well in the end. Much better than last year. Nonetheless one of the girls did not pass: Brenda Brian.

Brenda was not a bad girl. She was just a bit on the lazy side and her brain was not fast enough to get everything right in the class. She tried hard to study at home, but soon succumbed to her favorite entertainment: the Facebook. No surprise she did not pass.

The math teacher was announcing the results and the counselor was standing next to her.

"So Brenda, among all the students you are the only one who flunk the test."

Brenda stood in front of the counselor and tried to look sorry, but was not convincing.

"Yes, you know I was sick yesterday. I'm sorry. I will learn for the next tests. I promise."

"No Brenda. There will be no next test for you. You flunk even though I explained to you how important it is."

"Yes, I know now I will not get a good job and I will become a whore and stuff. I heard it."

"Yes. You will be expelled from the school."

"So what? I do not care. My mom will find me a better school."

"You are a high school dropout and you are in a risk of becoming a prostitute. This is serious."

Brenda shook her head and turned around to get back to her place.

"Brenda! Stop!"

She turned against her will.

"So let's show all the students what will happen to all the dropouts."

"You will become a whore. Repeat it."

Against her will Brenda said: "I will become a whore." All the students watched her in silence. "I will become a whore."

She shook her head and regained control.

"How dare you? I will sue you!"

She took a step to the counsellor and almost tripped. Her sporty shoes turned into transparent platform shoes with seven inch heels. She looked at her feet and yelped. She made a couple of steps, the heels clicking. Strangely it felt perfectly natural for her to walk in those high monsters.

With an itchy feeling her calves gained a volume, adding a nice curve to her slim legs.

"What is happening to me? Help!"

Her thighs gained much more volume, they became jiggly, her hips widened. She poked and tugged her new flesh and suddenly felt cold. Her clothes disappeared. With horror she looked at her class mates who watched her with open mouths. Her hands quickly covered her breasts and crotch. Her arm was enough to cover her smallish breasts, but it did not feel right. There was an itching, crawling sensation under her palm. She pulled her hand off a bit and saw her nipples growing. Slowly they were expanding and darkening. Her small cute pink nipples turned into huge pointy monsters, dark brown and jutting menacingly forwards. Her breasts did not expand much, but her nipples made them look obscene. Her new breasts barely filled a B cup, but with the huge nipples they looked almost like teats. She took another step and the teats jiggled wildly. She covered them again, but new strange feeling made her grab her small butt cheeks. It started like a tingling, but in a second turned into unbearable pressure that was almost painful. It felt as if someone was pumping her ass, filling it with a jello like substance. The ass slowly expanded, forming almost a perfect sphere. Her ass cheeks were jutting almost a foot behind her and the new crack was long and seemingly bottomless. Her small girlish ass turned into a porn grade booty, huge attraction for cocks.

As a last touch a short skirt appeared around her waist covering only the most necessary (the bottom of the ass was peeking out) and a skin tight shirt with an "Officer on booty" sign on it. It covered her chest but did help much: her nipples looked like two small fingers underneath the fabric.

"I'm a whore."

Suddenly they all woke from a dream.

"So students. As a part of our motivation program Brenda is here to tell you what is like to be a whore."

A bit confused Brenda sat on a chair in front of the class and crossed her legs. It was too obvious she did not wear any panties. Her pussy was tantalizing the guys in the front rows.

"Well. I do not need to wake up in the morning, so I sleep until lunch. Then I go to the gym sometimes, sometimes I just watch TV. My shift starts at 8 PM. I go to bars to find customers, but with my special booty they are usually looking for me." She chuckled.

"I do all sorts of jobs, but they mostly want to fuck my ass. That is for fifty. I can also jerk them in between my ass cheeks. That is for thirty. Sometimes I blow them, but I do not swallow. I ask them to aim on my booty. They seem to like it."

Counselor smiled maliciously.

"And why do you do it, Brenda?"

"You know. I was not smart enough to finish high school and I found out I love a feeling of a big cock in my ass. The feeling of sperm squirting into my ass is..."

"You do not need to be so graphical, Brenda. Now tell us, how do they call you?"

Brenda blushed a bit.

"They call me Butt Whore Brenda. You know, it seems silly, but guys love it. They love to grab my hair, pull my head back and ass fuck me."

"So students. I guess this is all, so say goodbye to Brenda the Butt Whore."



**



"Do you understand it? She turned her into this horrible prostitute," the principal continued her monologue.

Brenda returned from her back office and did not even bother by putting on her thong. Under the fishnet dress she was nude. She sat on the bar stool and sipped vodka. It took around two minutes and another guy stood behind her and groped her jiggly ass.

"This is my fault and I will not let that continue."

Leanne walked to the bar on her unsteady legs and paid for her drinks. Before she left she turned to her new acquaintance and added: "I will send her back where she came from. I do not need her."



With a newly found courage she went to Greta's rented flat and knocked the door menacingly.

"Good evening, Leanne. What can I do for you?"

The counselor smiled. It was a woman in her forties with black hair tied in a topknot. She wore a nightie and slippers, all prepared for a good night sleep.

"You seem to be awfully intoxicated. May I offer you a cup of coffee?"

The principal never realized how menacing the coffee may be in such circumstances.

"Um.. I came here to tell you that you should leave."

The counselor watched her with a concerned expression, but shook her head lightly.

"You should leave tomorrow. Please?"

"Come in, Leanne. We should talk. I don't like you attitude."

She led her to the living room and sat her into an arm chair.

"This attitude does not help. We both want to improve your high school, so sit back and think about all the things we can do. By the way: you are divorced and single, aren't you?"

Utterly confused the principal nodded.

"So think about all the young boys you have in the school. All of them so virile, so sexy and all of them must obey their principal. Think about it. And now repeat..."



**

Brenda was screaming. The last guy had a huge cock, real monster. Her ass was stretched to limit, huge battering ram was pounding her senseless. He wrapped his thick fingers around her neck and pulled her head back. "Take this, you ass whore." He squirted another load into her already full ass. He pulled his cock out of her and globs of sperm poured from the gaping hole.



**



Seven days ago...



"So they offered me a thousand bucks if I shoot next vlog in their shirt and pants. Cool, isn't it?"

"You are so lucky. They give you their stuff for free and even pay you."

"You know, I'm an influencer." Ellie laughed. She was an eighteen old girl, young, vibrant, slim with bright blue eyes and perfect hair.

"How did you get popular so soon? There are so many bloggers."

"I was lucky. One of my video's about our horrible school went viral. The one about our glorious basketball team."

They both laughed.

"Yeah! They suck."



"Miss Parson and Miss Sanders, where do you think you are going?" Old janitor stopped them in front of the school.

"Umm. To the class?"

"You are 15 minutes late, ladies. Beware of school punishment."



Ellie laughed. "I will probably shoot the next one about this old fart. He deserves it. Who does he think he is? A Harry Potter book character?"

They both laughed out loud.



Their math teacher was not happy about their late arrival, but nobody actually paid any attention to her. The class was as loud as usual, only a few teacher's pets were watching the whiteboard.

"I do not care why you are late, just for god's sake sit down and be quiet."

The math teacher was a woman in late thirties, all tired and despondent. She started with big ideals and was full of vigor in first months of her career on Greendale high. It did not last long. Ignorant kids and unbearable colleagues took their toll.

"This exercise is important. Without it you would not pass the test you are going to take next week, so listen." She looked at Joel, one of her pets, and was grateful at least he makes notes.



The class was almost over when the old intercom crackled.



"Students! I have an important announcement for you. We have a new counselor on our high school: Mrs. Greta Schlink. She will be responsible for improvement of our scores in national tests and also some corrective actions to improve your behavior that has deteriorated during last few years. She is acting on my behalf and you should follow her requests and instructions."



Ellie rolled her eyes. "This is priceless. A new topic for my vlog that will probably go viral." Her friend Tiffany laughed. "Maybe we can shoot the next one together? You know to help me start my own?"

"Oh come on. We talked this through already. We can do it together if there is a reason. I cannot just simply put you in. I have my reputation. My vlog must not turn into one of those Look at high school chicks shows. By the way I think you do not need any income with all the money you get from your dad."

Tiffany blushed. "Yeah. I'm his sweetheart. But I want to be famous like you."



**



Pete was in love with Jenifer. It was that let-s-do-it-whenever-we-can type of love. They used every free hour to make out and they enjoyed doing it in almost every room of the school. Jenifer was quite turned on by sex in public and a few school rooms had already been conquered by them: they did it on teachers table in math room, in bathroom stall (both guys and girls bathrooms) and also in showers after PE class. Their next target was a small closet next to gym.

Pete opened the gym door, looked around and when he saw it was empty they both slipped inside. Jenifer was giggling, they both were horny. A couple of impatient touches and they almost succumbed to desire in the middle of the gym. Finally they closed the door of the closet and Jen pulled Pete to the ground, lifting her shirt along the way. Her nice C cup breasts jiggled and Pete gasped. With one hand he unzipped his fly and with the other he started groping. Jenifer smiled at his erect cock and cupped his balls in her palm. It was a matter of minutes for her to lie on her back panting, with Pete on top of her. Her frilly pink fingernails digging into his muscular ass.



"Oh god! What are you doing?"

Jenifer quickly turned around and Pete slipped out of her. She snatched her shirt and covered her modesty. PE teacher Ms. Thompson surprised them and certainly did not like what she saw. Pete pulled up pants with trembling hands and Jenifer took her panties.

"How dare you to hump here in the gym? Put on your clothes and follow me to principal's office!"

Jenifer giggled as she walked barefooted and skirtless in the school corridors. Pete was a bit afraid. This was a third time already they got caught doing inappropriate things, but they managed to get away with a small school punishments.

"You are impossible! This is the second time I caught you and I thought that the punishment you got for showers would be enough."

"But.."

"There is no apology for this! I hope you get detention for a month at least!"



Principal was in her office with an unknown black haired lady. They both sat at a table drinking coffee, papers with school results and education plans lying all around them.

"Leanne, I caught these two perverts again. They were doing it in gym closet. I expect you to punish them severely this time."

The principal only sighed.

"See? This happens all the time. If the results improve then the behavior deteriorates, once we even caught a boy stealing in a local grocery store. This school needs your attention for sure."

The black haired woman stood up and smiled.

"This is a good opportunity for a demonstration of my disciplinary methods then."

She raised her eyebrows and looked at the PE teacher. The principal looked at both and then said: "Thank you Lucille, you may go now."

The PE teacher nodded.

"But I hope they will get what they deserve. This is the third time already and I'm almost afraid to open a door in this building not to find them humping."

The woman laughed.

"They will get their lesson, do not be afraid. And you may stop in my office any you need an advice."

She glared and teacher's muscular thighs and buns in a tight shorts and said with a smile:

"I'm sure we will find a new approach to your students that would satisfy you."

After PE teacher closed the door the counsellor locked it and turned to the students.

"Do you know what you have done? Sex on a school property is forbidden and you also could have impregnated her."

Despite the serious expression in counselor’s face the students smiled.

"I never let him ehm.. ejaculate inside of me. That is fine."



"Maybe you need more serious lesson than I thought. You need to learn that things have consequences. Sex without any protection is dangerous."

She thought a bit and then opened her bag. To their staggering surprise she took out two huge black dildoes, all veiny with big balls and a suction cup at the bottom.

"Greta, what does it mean?"

"Oh Leanne, you asked me to show you my pedagogical methods and I ensure you that this one works."

"But this is so.."

"Remember you signed the contract!" Greta smiled, but her voice had a strong menacing tone. The principal looked at her with fear and nodded her head.

Greta stuck both dildoes to the office floor and then ordered both students to strip. She handed them a small box. "Grease yourself up or it would hurt."

Pete stared at the black dildo in front of him with a mixture of fear and disgust.

"You cannot expect me to stick this up my ass."

"Young man! You have violated the rules and you must be punished! Do not make me make you do it."

She opened the bag again and this time she took out a short black riding crop.

"So, are you going to submit to your punishment?"

"You are joking, right?"

The boy just shook his head, so she grabbed his arm, turned him around and hit his ass several times.

The black crop slapped on his muscular bottom and with each strike he felt his heart sinking. His mind seemed to be sinking into childhood when he was in kindergarten and gigantic fat teacher was shouting at him. Whole situation reminded him the time when he woke up in a wet bed and the teacher was humiliating him in front of whole group. She looked like a goddess, like a natural force he could not fight. He started trembling and tears were running down his cheeks.

To Jenifer’s surprise Pete started crying and quickly pulled his pants down. Jen never saw him like this and would never expect such a grown man to cry like a small boy. She did not have much time to think about it, because Greta turned to her with the crop still in her hand.

"And you are going to accept your punishment or you need help as well?"

Jenifer quickly took off her clothes and squatted over the black dildo.

"Use the other orifice. I do not want you to get pregnant for real," Greta said when she saw the girl spread her pussy.

Jenifer quickly positioned her ass on the black glans and started pushing. She had to take a deep breath, the thing was huge and her pink ass was not accustomed to penetration. It took several minutes to insert at least the bulbous head of the monster.

"You need to work slowly but steadily. Do not let your butt close."

Pete had even harder time. His mind was still full of his childish fears of the horrible huge woman and he felt utterly humiliated. The dildo was spreading his ass to the limits, he was sweating and there were three women watching him losing virginity.

"Come on! We do not have whole morning. Push harder!"

After endless ten minutes they both squatted with black dildoes firmly lodged inside.

"And now start pumping. I was told you actually like this, Jenifer. And you Pete need to learn quickly how to do it."

She stood in between them and watched them slowly fucking the rubber penises.



Pete felt humiliated, but fortunately the pain subsided. His tight ass got accustomed to huge girth of the dildo and it slid inside and out with ease. The whole situation was getting boring and he was about to ask for how long they need to hump the thing, but suddenly he felt a strange sensation. It was almost as if a small drop of liquid escaped from the rubbery head and squirted into his bowels. He almost yelped when the bubbles turned to almost steady stream. With each push he pumped the liquid into his belly.

With a surprised look he turned to Jenifer and wanted to ask, but the counsellor interrupted him.

"Yes Mr. Stephens, you are doing it correctly. This is supposed to happen."

Both kids moaned as the liquid was slowly inflating their bodies. Pete watched the transformation of the girl riding next to him with a fear the similar thing is happening to him as well. Jenifer’s belly was big as if she was nine months pregnant and he gasped when he saw growing boobs and darkening nipples.

"You cannot do this to me!"

"Yes I can. You both committed the same offence, so you both will be punished in the same way."

"But I'm a man.."

"You need to learn the consequences of unprotected sex as well. So stop whining and pump."

Soon two hefty boobies were slapping against his pregnant belly in the rhythm of the humping. As a last touch brown line appeared on their underbellies starting in their crotches.

They both stood up and inspected their huge pregnant forms. Jenifer lifted her huge breasts.

"Oh god! They are so heavy."

"You are right. Lactation may start tomorrow, so be prepared for it. Your mommy may teach you how to use breast pump."

"You cannot leave me like this," Pete objected. He held his breasts in both hands and tilted forward to see into his crotch. His bush was much thicker it used to be and his member shrunk considerably. Only a small pinkish knob poked out of the dense hair and his sack was hidden completely.

"This sometime happens during pregnancy. Hormonal imbalance may cause hair growth. No problem. You both seem like a healthy pregnant couple to me," laughed Greta. Principal watched the whole situation with perplexed expression in her face.

"So you will stay like this until end of the year. This should teach you a lesson. You can take a day off today to go shopping. I'm pretty sure there is a shop with pregnancy clothing around."

Jenifer pulled up her pants and was glad she took stretchy ones today. They barely fit over her widened hips. Her shirt was skin tight now, but covered her chest well. Pete on the other hand was only able to put on his shorts and they had to lend him a lab coat to hide his enormous boobs and belly.



Both culprits left principal's office and waddled through school corridors. Soon they were surrounded by mocking kids asking them what happened and taking photos. Principal and counsellor went out of the office and watched the crowd.



Ellie and Tiffany were one of the first ones to see the pregnant couple. Ellie took a couple of photos and laughed.

"This is what I call a new approach to education. I bet I will hit a million of views today."

"Hello Ms. Parson. I hope you are enjoying yourself. By the way I forbid you to speak about this on your blog." The principal turned to the counsellor.

"Ms. Parson is our internet celebrity. She ashamed our school several times already."

"Really?" the counsellor lifted her eyebrows.

"So Ms. Parson, if you speak about this in your blog then I will have to call your parents to school." The girls just laughed, so Greta added: "I warn you, young lady. If you try to speak about this then it may be your last podcast."

"You cannot forbid me what I do in my free time."

"Yes, I can. Consider yourself warned. If you break it, it will have interesting consequences."



On their way back home both girls chatted and Ellie was preparing a screenplay of her video.

"So I will show the two preggos. I shot this before they fled from school."

They both watched two massively pregnant figures run through a school corridor followed by a mocking crowd.

"Do you have a better one? I would like to have one where they are visible from the front and from the side. I was too slow in getting my camera ready."

"I don't, but I have this photos."

They both chuckled.

"This will do for sure."

"May I shoot the log with you? Pleeease..."

"I already told you. No."



In her room she pulled aside a pile of clothing that lied on her bed, opened a closet and took out the clothes she was supposed to shoot the video in. She undressed and smiled at her reflection in mirror on closet door. Her body seemed almost perfect: petite and slim with a hint of womanly curves. She took off her bra a cupped her perfect A cup breasts. Took a very small t-shirt and pulled it over her head. She made sure the logo looks good on her perky assets. Then she put on light blue pants and cursed. They must have made a mistake. The pants were too slim and it was difficult for her to pull them over her bubble butt. With a cute frown she looked at her reflection and shook her head. Outline of her panties was clearly visible under the skin tight pants. This was against the rules. The company that paid her specifically requested the vlog to be decent without any sexual undertones. She pulled the pants down and took the panties off. When she pulled them up again there was no outline anymore. Her small pussy was safely concealed by zipper of the pants and it simply looked perfect.

She put on a light pink lipstick and a hint of shading, brushed her hair and she was ready.

"Hello guys. Today I have a special announcement. From today on we have a special counselor in our school. For sure she has a special methods."

She clicked mouse to show the picture of a running preggo to give the audience taste of what is going to come after the mandatory messages about her new outfit.



Greta was sitting in principal's office and they both discussed next improvements when suddenly she felt a something. She looked out of the window and smiled.

"What was the name of the blogging girl? Parson? She violated my order, would you believe it?"



"I have new pants, do you like them, guys?"

Ellie stood in front of her webcam and turned her slim vibrant body when suddenly she felt a strange itching sensation. She shook a bit and sat down.

"The pants are so comfortable and so sexy. You know I do not wear panties? This is the first time, but actually I think I will not wear them anymore. The pants hug my cunny so nice."

She did not notice her language changed. Suddenly all she could think of was her pussy and the way it felt to be nude under the pants. But that was just a start. Her body slowly followed her mind and her pussy seemed to have obtained a mind of its own.

"You know I even gave my cunt a name? I call it Priscilla."

She shook her crotch in front of the cam and caressed it. Suddenly her pussy felt much puffier than before and an outline of a cameltoe was clearly visible. She slid her hand a couple of times over the pants and sighed. It felt so nice. She smiled into the cam and tried to remember what she was going to speak about.

"So I got these cool pants and this shirt."

She looked at her notes and tried to figure what was the blog be supposed to be about and did not notice her pussy was growing. Small cute cameltoe was replaced by an obscene outline of a huge swollen vagina, puffy bulge turned into an outline of long and dark pussy lips.

"Yes! I wanted to speak about my cunt! It is so huge, you know. I can stick four fingers inside and once I even tried to stuff it with a small soda bottle. And guess what? It fit in sooo well. When I pulled it out Priscilla was gaping open and dripping. It was so funny!"

She knew something was wrong, but could find out exactly what. She smiled into the cam and then looked into her crotch. It was itching. Black hairs were growing up her belly. In a few seconds a dense bush of thick hairs peeked over the low cut pants.

"Yes. My cunt is so hairy. I have to shave it every other day. It gets so itchy.."

She scratched her crotch and moaned when her palm touched sensitive lips. Soon a wet spot appeared on the thin fabric of her pants and her room filled with a smell of her sex.

"I get so horny when I play with Priscilla. She also smells a lot. Some people would say it stinks, but I like it. It makes me even hornier. Now it is already dripping wet. I will show you."

She spread slowly wiggled out of her pants and stood in front of the cam with pride.

"So this is Priscilla. Isn't she beautiful? It is a bit dark on the outside, but nice and pink inside. See."

She still felt something is wrong. Suddenly she felt so empty. She looked around and saw a spray can on her table.

"I will show you."

She took the can and brushed it against her puffy lips. They swallowed the can like a hungry mouth.

"See?"





Exactly two minutes after she uploaded her new podcast her phone rang.

"Ellie! What the hell are you doing?"

"Like what? I just finished my vlog."

"About your pussy?"

"Yes! The blog is about my Priscilla."

She suddenly realized what was happening. With a red face she quickly stopped opened the page and with a trembling hand started the video. With horrified expression she watched her performance with Priscilla and then hit delete button for several times. It still had a couple hundred views. Then she pulled down her pants and inspected her warped pussy. It was still gaping open and the smell was intoxicating.

"Oh god! That bitch," she cursed. "She will pay for that! I will make her give me my old pussy back!"

[tg57570tf]

Good work, love the hair growth, hope there will be more !

[bazza170]

Fantastic start! I can see this possibly going along the lines of Spilt Coffee, the changes getting progressively worse as they push back against them..?

[Burke_Rakers]

Not putting any pressure on you. Just letting you know that I loved the start and am eagerly awaiting any other morsels you're willing to toss our way.

[klmmn]

Ellie was sweating. Strange and annoying dreams haunted her whole night. Half of the time she dreamt about a huge cat that lived in their basement and needed her care. It was enormous, black and furry, it was hungry all the time and she needed to feed it with a huge pieces of meat. The animal was screaming and moaning because of the hunger, it smelled bad and Ellie had to slice bigger and bigger pieces of meat to feed it. The other half of her dreams was about her being hungry herself. She was walking around a beautiful garden with a lot of vegetables: cucumbers, zuccini, melons and Ellie walked around feeling hungry and looking for a biggest chunkiest piece to stuff herself full. To swallow it whole.
No surprise she woke up tired. Alarm of her phone was ringing and she could not believe it was the time already. Slowly she stretched her arms and took a deep breath and then suddenly froze. A strange smell permeated her whole room. She crinkled her nose. The smell was strange yet familiar. She prayed the smell came from the outside, but she already knew the answer. Cautiously she pulled off the blanket and signed. Under the blanket the smell was the strongest and it was now clear where it came from. There was a dark spot in groin of her nightgown. Her hairy cunt was clearly visible under the thin material, some of hairs sprouting through the gown. Carefully she lifted it and felt like fainting. She quickly covered it and sprinted to bathroom. She locked the door and then quickly undressed and inspected her body in a mirror.
Her body was exactly the same as usually except for the black hairy mess in between her legs.
"Oh Priscilla, what have you done again," she whispered unnoticing she was talking to her cunt. "You are so messy. Let's clean you up."
She stepped into shower and started soaping her groin. Her fingers were pulling and poking the dark folds of her cunt and suddenly it felt as if her pussy was trying to catch and swallow her tiny hand.
"Oh god! What are you doing?" She pulled her hand out of reach of her gaping lips and trembled. Then it suddenly hit her: Priscilla was hungry. She needed to be fed, to be stuffed with something big.
Cautiously she soaped the rest of her body and carefully avoided any touches to her nether regions. After drying herself she felt a bit better. In front of the mirror she inspected her hairy friend and sighed. The hairs reached bottom part of her belly, it looked quite strange on her small and soft body. There was no way for her to wear her usual pants or shirts. She took a razor and shaved a handful of long curly hairs. Nudity emphasized the size of her gaping hole and the fact her lips were dark violet. Uncertain if it would suffice she put on large cotton panties and a small t-shirt.

The breakfast was strange. They sat around the table as usual, but soon all of them were sniffing. The smell was faint at the beginning, but in ten minutes the whole room smelled of horny sex and her brothers and father became quite nervous. Strangely it smelled completely natural to Ellie and she did not notice anything strange.
"What is the smell?" asked the younger one, Jack.
Ellie smiled and spread butter over her toast.
"That is my Priscilla. She is quite hungry today."
"Who is Priscilla?"
"You don't remember? My cunny." She smiled and ate her toast as if nothing happened.
Her father was reading a newspaper, but when he heard the word he stopped reading and started to listen to the conversation.
"Your what?" asked Jack unbelievingly.
"My pussy. I gave her the name."
Suddenly her father stared on her with mouth open.
"What did you say, dearie?"
"Oh nothing, daddy. We were speaking about my cunt. It is all hungry and wet this morning."
"What did you say, Ellie?" he asked unbelievingly.
"Yes. I woke up and my pussy was smelling like this. I need to find something big and stuff it inside. As usual when it feels so horny."
"Is this some king of sick joke?"
"Why? Not really. My pussy needs to be filled, you know? It happens every other day."
Her father felt extremely uncomfortable, but fortunately her mum came to kitchen.
"What is the stink? It smells like a..."
"Yes, it is my cunt," Ellie rolled her eyes. "Is it so difficult to get it?"
Her mum's face turned red and she started shouting, her brothers were laughing like crazy and her father walked away desperately trying to forget the whole discussion.

Ten minutes later Ellie met Tiffany in front of school building. Ellie's face was still red, but in the meantime she forgot what was the reason of the home argument. Slowly her pussy invaded her brain again and her mind slowly filled with huge things that would satisfy her Priscilla.
"I wanted to tell you something, but I cannot remember what it was."
"Ellie, are you okay?"
"Oh, kinda. My pussy feels so hungry again. My Priscilla needs some good stuffing."
Tiffany looked at her with mouth gaping open.
"What?"
Ellie felt something was wrong, but she could not put her finger on it.
"What what?"
"You are actually speaking about you vagina again? What is wrong with you?"
Ellie's heart was sinking. She remembered the evening again. It hit her that her sweet an innocent body is now spoiled by a huge and obscene twat. She looked in between her legs and saw the monstrous cameltoe.
"Why are you doing it? Do you realize you almost ruined your blog, right?"
"Oh god!"
"Oh my god!" Tiffany gasped. "It is so huge. Why didn't you take bigger panties? I can even see your clit!"
"I took the biggest ones I have. It is simply so huge." They both were so nervous they were almost shouting. The students passing by started looking at them and there were a few laughs already.
"Let's go somewhere private and discuss it."

They hid in a bathroom and locked the door. They did not care about the ringing bell. The situation was critical.
"So it happened after you started recording your blog right?"
"I do not know. It felt completely natural. I realized what has happened after you called me." Ellie was crying.
"Look, this looks way too similar to what that vile counsellor did to those preggos. It must have been her doing."
"Seem so. She told me not to speak about her on my blog.."
"Come on. Don't cry. This is unacceptable, let's go to her office and make her turn your pussy back. My father is a famous lawyer. We can sue her."
"I'm not sure it is such a good idea."
"Come on! You must fight!"

They both went to principal's office, but neither principal nor the counsellor were there. The assistant asked them what they want and even though she tried to discourage them from their plan, they insisted. She sat them in her office and looked at them with compassion.
"I'm not sure it is a good idea. The new counsellor seems to be in a bad mood today. She already disciplined two guys for being rude to the math teacher."
"Oh"
"What did she do to them?"
"Don't ask. It was cruel and humiliating. Be cautious. What do you want to complain about anyway?"
Ellie signed. Suddenly she could not remember. She frowned and tried hard to remember. Her pussy got itchy, so she wanted to scratch it. The assistant looked quite surprised when Ellie stuck her hand into her pants, but Tiffany quickly interjected.
"The counsellor did something to her and we demand or she demands to transform her back." She poked Ellie and she suddenly remembered and pulled her hand out. Her face was red.

In ten minutes both counsellor and principal stormed into the office. They were arguing about something and none of the paid any attention to girls sitting in the office.
"I warned you that my disciplinary methods are unorthodox."
"Unorthodox? Turning almost a grown man into a small girl is not a disciplinary method it is a crime."
"You signed for it, remember?"
The principal signed.
"At least promise me the punishment will last only a week.." she said almost pleadingly.
"Oh girls," she finally realized there are two students in the office. "What do you want?"
Ellie looked into the two red faces in front of her and was getting some second thoughts. Perhaps this was not the right moment. But Tiffany stood up and claimed resolutely.
"Something horrible happened to Ellie and we have a suspicion it was her doing." She pointed her finger at the counsellor. Greta looked at them and at Ellie's crotch with a wet spot forming there.
"Look ladies. I warned her that her actions may have consequences. I told you that she is forbidden to speak about our school on her blog. If something happened then it is only your fault."
"But this is..." Ellie tried to interject.
"Lady, go back to your class and I reassure you: I forbid you to speak about it with anyone and not only on your blog, but with anyone, understand? If you break it, the consequences will be even harsher."
"But..."
"Go back to your class or I will punish you for the absence!"
Ellie almost stood up and left, but Tiffany was decided to fight.
"Mrs. Principal. This is unacceptable. This horrible woman has somehow mutilated her body. If she does not return it back then I will ask my father to sue the school."
The counsellor laughed.
"Who the hell is this girl? You are a brave young lady, but I recommend you to shut up and get out."
"Her father is one of the best lawyers in the town. If he sues you then he will sue your ass off." Ellie said quietly.
"Really?" The counsellor looked at Tiffany with glee. Mocking her long blonde hair and well styled outfit.
"And you are his only daughter?"
"Yes, but it is irrelevant. I demand.." Suddenly her mouth shut. Her eyes widened and her hands darted to her lips. It seemed it has been glued shut. The counsellor turned to Ellie and smiled.
"Your name is Ellie, right? So Ellie, tell me about your friend and her father."
Ellie suddenly felt strangely relaxed and the words were flowing from her mouth without any considerations.
"She is his only child, so he naturally loves her. I envy her for being his sweetheart. He buys her everything she wants, especially nice clothing. Sometimes it seems he likes dressing her up like his toy doll."
The words were escaping her mouth without her being able to stop. She knew she should not tell her about the opinion about the relationship between Tiffany and her father, but her mouth was spilling it out without asking her for permission.
"Yes, I saw a couple of times he looked at her with a strange expression, you know, like she was a sexual object or something, but she is beautiful, isn't she? No wonder she makes him a little bit horny?"
Tiffany wanted to scream, but her mouth was glued shut. All her fears came true. She knew her father likes her maybe more he as father should, but she prayed nobody noticed that.
"She is so beautiful, it is no wonder. She looks like a Barbie doll, you know? The long legs, bouncy blond hair and slim figure. I envy her sometimes."
Suddenly the spell was broken. Tiffany could speak again and started screaming, Ellie realized what she said, her face turned red and she covered her mouth with both hands as if she was afraid what more it could tell.
"I see. I understand now. So Ms. Parson and Ms. Sanders, you are dismissed now. I my advice is to avoid me and Mrs. Barett. If you break any rule, then the punishment will be severe."

Shaking and crying both walked away from the office.
"How could you say those horrible things about my father? It is not true! He just loves me as a daughter."
"I could not stop it! That hag made me say that."
"You know, this is all because of you. I wanted to help you and you think about is my father's stares."
She turned around and ran away. Ellie signed and went to her class.

The school went as usual. Ellie was afraid she may forget about her predicament again, but even though she repeated 'I will not speak about my pussy' in her head, she soon forgot anyway.
First lesson was English literature and it passed without any incidents. When the bell rung Ellie went to bathroom, entered the stall and pulled down her pants. Her panties were soaking wet, she smelled like a bitch in heat. Carefully she patted the giant pussy lips and felt them unfold as they filled with blood and arousal. She smiled, licked her index finger and massaged her clitoris. It sprung to life and swelled. The feelings were amazing. Even though she was resolved to pee and return to the class she could not resist. She sat on the toilet bowl, spread her legs and massaged Priscilla with both hands. She was lost in the pleasure, but was suddenly woken up by a bell. Quickly she pulled up her pants and ran to class.
Next lesson was math and it was as boring as usual. The teacher was speaking about volume calculations of geometrical objects like cubes and Ellie could not follow her. At first she placed a hand on her crotch and scratched her swollen pussy, but then she found out that if she presses her thighs together it would be enough to stimulate her swollen lips. She sat with her thighs brushing against each other and had a dreaming expression in her face.
"Ellie, do you listen to me?" the match teacher asked without any warning.
Ellie yelped with surprise.
"Do you know, how to calculate volume of a cylinder?"
"Um... no."
"So come to whiteboard and let's figure it out."
Ellie laughed and stood up, but when she took a couple of steps she froze. Her crotch was dripping wet and she was surrounded with a cloud of musky smell. Priscilla was clearly visible under the wet material, her reddish clitoris shining. Some of her coeds stared at her with shocked expressions and started laughing. She looked at them and did not understand their mocking at first, but then it hit her. She covered her crotch with her math book and ran to bathroom.

Tiffany was running home. She was outraged, sad and scared. It was obvious the others noticed her father's stares and may had been laughing at her for a long time behind her back. That was horrible! She will never speak with Ellie again. She should have told her at least. But the worst thing was that there may be something on the thoughts she had lately. A few weeks ago she had a feeling of being watched when she was taking a shower and she actually thought her father may be peeping at her, but she dismissed that. He was her father in the end. But now she was not really sure. The clothes he bought for her were a bit too sexy. Is it possible he is really dressing her up like a big barbie doll?
Despondent she went to her room and locked the door.

Ellie spent whole morning in bathroom stall. At first she was hiding from the mocking, but soon she forgot about her predicament and started playing with Priscilla. She poked and pulled the nether lips, massaged clitoris, but it was not enough. It all brought the arousal to new levels, but the release seemed to be unreachable. She stuck two fingers in, but realized it is not enough. The pussy was too big to even feel such a small stimulation. The pussy was gaping open and with the swollen lips it looked like a mouth. Ellie laughed playfully and slowly pushed her fist inside. The feeling was amazing, but it was quite uncomfortable. She could not pump it and even though moving it around caused some interesting feelings, she knew she needs something big, long and hard. With a 'pop' she pulled her hand off the smelly orifice and cleaned it with a toilet paper. Then she sneaked out and started looking for a satisfaction.

In the end she bought a bottle of soda and returned to bathroom. The glass was cold, but she was so horny she did not care. The bottle slowly slid in and Ellie helplessly screamed. Her body took over and no hand was able to muffle her. Musky liquid was streaming from her pussy, her pelvis spasmed and legs trembled. The orgasm was amazing and she was exhausted. She sat on the toilet bowl panting, lost in a post orgasmic bliss, but the a strange coldness entered her mind. Suddenly she realized what had happened to her: the changes that twisted her mind, the horrible transformation of her cute pink slit. Her mind was clear and she felt like crying. She looked at the bottle jutting from her huge hole and sighed. Cautiously she took it with two fingers, pulled it out and laid it on the floor.
She started thinking about the way out of this mess, but her mind was slowly filling with pictures of large objects that may be inserted into her pussy. She tried hard to keep the thoughts on the right trail, but they were inevitably turning towards her crotch. With a horrified realization she took the bottle and slowly slid it inside. It felt like a miracle: with her pussy filled her mind was clear. With tears running down her cheeks she carefully positioned the bottle in her pussy and pulled up her pants.
She took a couple of cautious steps. The bottle was moving around in her pussy when her pelvis swung, but the pussy grasped it firmly. The pants were thin so it was obvious she had a bottle stuck in her pussy, but it was still better than letting the pussy have control over her.
Self conscious and broken she walked home, grateful there were no students in the corridors. When she heard steps she froze and placed her backpack over her crotch and waited. She relaxed a bit when she saw who was the other person. It was the pregnant guy. He was holding his swollen breasts and milk was dripping all around his arms. He looked as self conscious as she was and she sadly smiled at him with compassion.
"My boobs started leaking. I need to go to bathroom, could you help me?"

[jmichaels]

Really enjoying this story and the latest chapter did a great job describing Ellie's predicament and the overall changes she's gone through. I hope we get to see how much more severe her punishment can become by blabbing about Priscilla again. Bravo.

[xenoriddley]

Not gonna lie, I made an account just to congratulate you on this story. I'm really enjoying it and can't wait to see what happens next!

[Melvillain]

Love this one with the multiple transformations. Very interested in the places it could go

[pansy]

Such a hot story. I love how precise and merciless the counsellor is with her punishments and Ellie obliviously and helplessly talking about (and directly to) her Priscilla is just perfect. I hope the next chapter arrives soon! Thank you! x

[SciFiCrazy]

This is a great story and hope to see more. Looking forward to seeing if Tiffany becomes a big doll or mannequin for her dad as punishment.