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

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

Postby klmmn » Wed Dec 06, 2017 10:26 pm

Ellie took Pete to ladies bathroom. He protested a bit, but after she pointed out he looks more like a pregnant lady than a guy, he shut up and obeyed. She told him to stand over a lavatory and pulled his shirt up. His huge belly was milky white with a dark strip between his belly button and a dense bush peeking from his pants. Ellie thought that hairy crotch seems like a trademark of the punishment transformations. Pete's boobs were huge and swollen with large dark brown nipples, both lying on his belly like two lazy pigs. Ellie looked at his embarrassed face and almost laughed, but then remembered her own predicament and bit her lip.
"So let's milk you" she whispered and squeezed one of the teats with both hands. The thick milk squirted into the sink and the bathroom filled with a sweet smell. The relief was unbelievable, but her touches had another effect. Pete felt goosebumps run over his back and his nipple went rigid. He sighed and then shuddered. Her massage was enough for him to come into his pants.
"Oh, Pete. Control yourself."
Ellie rolled her eyes and felt uncomfortable. She was always quite reluctant when it came to sex and this was outright weird. Pete took a paper towel turned his back to her and wiped his crotch. His small dick and shrunken balls produced only a few drops of sperm.
"Sorry. It just feels too good. I do not know how the bitch did it, but she screwed me. I'm a pregnant cow now. Can you imagine all the mocking?"
"Yeah. She screwed me as well, so you don't need to feel too bad."
"And what did she do to you? I cannot see anything."
"Don't ask. It is embarrassing. But I'm pissed as hell."
She milked the other boob, but in the meantime the first one filled again. The milk was not leaking, but it still felt so full.
"My parents seemed to freak out at first, but then I showed them a note she gave me. After that they simply dismissed my knocked up belly as a special punishment. I do not understand it, is it normal to give a guy a pregnant body as a punishment? After that I was not able to convince them this is unnatural. There was something weird with that note."
He shuddered when he shot another load into his pants. In the end he had to stuff his crotch with paper towels.
"She did it when I was shooting my blog. I did not realize it, but I was speaking about my... um, inappropriate things. I do not know how she did it, but it seems to have changed me since then. Something happened to my brain and I feel so... It does not matter, but I need to get cured. But when I complained to the principal she forbid me to speak about it with anyone."
"So you should not tell it even to me?"
"Oops, I guess it does not matter, because you are just a student."
Ellie washed her hands and cleaned the milk from the lavatory.
"I hate her. She needs to pay and in the best case return from wherever she came from. You can pull down your shirt now. I saw enough of your boobies, Pete."
Ellie stood in front of him and laughed. Pete pulled it down and then accidentally looked into her crotch. The outline of the soda bottle was clear and it almost looked as if the bottle was slowly moving in her soft and swollen hole.
"Oh god! What ..?"
Ellie quickly covered her crotch with both hands.
"Do not ask!" She ran out of the bathroom.

Ellie was running out of the school. At first she thought about returning to class, but in the end she could not. The idea of entering the classroom with a bottle in Priscilla was repulsive. She run on the street and planned what to do as soon as she is in her home, but something did not feel right. Her pants were tight in the morning, but now they felt like a second skin. Several times she almost toppled over and fell, because her gait felt wrong. She cursed and looked at her ass and hips. She touched the pants that hugged and realized what happened. Her pelvis grew, her hips widened and her legs were much further apart than they used to be. She screamed and ran faster.

She unlocked door and sprinted to her room. After the lock clicked shut she exhaled and started cursing.
Cautiously she pulled down her pants and inspected Priscilla. The bottle was warm, her cunt looked almost as if it chewed and sucked it and smelly liquid was dripping to the ground. She had to bit her fist to stay silent. With disbelief she looked at the fleshy lips and engorged clitoris and as if her cunt actually understood the situation the succulent flesh opened and the bottle slipped out and fell to the floor. The cunt was gaping open and it looked almost happy.
"Priscilla! What are you doing! Why did you grow up so much?" She took a tissue to clean the slimy liquid, but even the soft touch was enough to send her pussy over the edge.

"Ellie? You are home already?"
Her mum stood behind the door and asked about the loud scream she heard. It was not only loud, but lasted for several minutes. Ellie sat on the floor, her pussy spread under her and large puddle spilling.
"Yes mum. I felt sick, so went home."
"Should I take you to doctor?"
"No, it is fine."

It took ten minutes to convince her trembling legs to stand up. With a fear she stepped in front of a mirror she had on a closet door. She closed her eyes and tried not to cry. Her pelvis grew a few inches and her hips were wider. She knew this already, but hoped it would not be so bad. Her figure changed. She did not look like a sporty teenager any more. Her body gained a certain pear shape, but her butt remained small. Or better: her ass cheeks were still quite slim and her ass was a bit flattish. On top of that the width of her pelvis contrasted with her thin legs and looked a bit disproportionate. Priscilla sat in between her legs and looked even bigger.
In vain attempt Ellie tried to compress her hips with her hands, but she did not believe it would help.
"That cunt! I will get her for this."
She started looking for bigger pants and cursed. She searched her drawers for her yoga pants and put them on. The lose pants fit almost tight this time, but on a first glare her figure seemed ok.
Angry she lied on her bed and read Facebook to calm down. She skimmed photos of her friends partying and suddenly the pictures of young girls holding bottles made her feel empty. She did not notice it at first, but from various party pictures she switched to a page about food and cooking and spent few minutes staring on a picture of a huge cucumber. She shuddered and rubbed her crotch. It felt so soft and tender and for some reason the huge vegetable aroused her. Giggling she searched Google for vegetables and really enjoyed dozens of pictured of huge shapes. She forgot completely about her anger. In a moment she was aroused as hell and decided to see the real things. A simple question to Google gave her loads of pictures of long, huge, erect cocks. One hand was holding the phone, second one was rubbing Priscilla, and musky smell was permeating her room again. She sighed and panted, but strangely the arousal was not enough for her to come. She caressed the drenched crotch over fabric of her pants, pulled them down and kneaded her swollen lips and pushed her clit, but even though stimulation of clitoris used to be enough, this time it did not work. After frustrating 20 minutes she got up and started looking for something big.
The first try was the bottle forgotten on the ground. She picked it up with a squeal and eagerly pushed it into the hot and moist folds of her vagina, but it felt wrong this time. Priscilla probably grew together with her pelvis and the bottle was too small. She pushed it in and it got almost lost inside her. It was too thin and too short, but for a short moment her head cleared. She suddenly felt something was wrong. She should not do this! But then the bottle slipped out and Priscilla took over her again.
Ellie quickly searched her room, but did not find anything suitable to stuff Priscilla with. With a grin she put on the pants (she did not mind they were wet from her juices) and sneaked out. She opened fridge and searched for good candidates. At the end she grabbed a huge zuccini and ran back to her room trembling with expectation. The vegetable was a bit on the big side, she was not sure it would fit, but it only made it better.
She lied on her back, spread her legs and placed the green proxy on Priscilla's pouting lips. The swollen flesh almost sucked the zuccini in. She was right, it was too wide, but her arousal was huge as well, so she pushed it in with both hands. Priscilla did her best and in a few minutes only a green top was peeking out. She finally felt sated and orgasm was slowly approaching. She felt first jolts of pleasure teasing her belly, but then suddenly sobered. Suddenly she realized what she had been doing for the last hour and freaked out.
"Oh god! What did she do to meeeeee?" She quickly sat up and it was the last drop that was needed. Her body was spasming and she screamed.

When Tiffany came home the house was silent. This is probably for better, she thought. She was not in a mood to chat with her dad. Not after the argument with Ellie. With a sigh she took off her shoes and went to her room. She took her favourite magazine and started reading.
Her dad arrived late in the evening. He parked his red car in the garage and then came upstairs. Tiffany lied on the bed and listened to his steps. It all felt so weird. She could not imagine looking into his face. He gently knocked the door and entered her room.
She was a bit afraid he would find out something is wrong. That she is upset, that she was thinking about his inappropriate affection for her, but as soon as she looked into his eyes, she felt strange.
"Hello sweetie! I brought you little something."
She giggled took a small package from him.
"Oh daddy! You are the best!"
Her voice sounded weird. Almost as is she was flirting with him.
She untied a bow and opened the box.
"Oh! It so beautiful!" she pouted her lips and smiled. There was a golden necklace in the package. She took it, looked at it and enjoyed the gleaming gems. Then she handed it to him.
"Would you help me to put it on?"
She stood up and turned her back to him. She felt his breath on her neck and felt strange. Was it his hand on her hip? Did he look into her cleavage when he closed the chain around her neck? She tried to fight, but her mind was overcome with sudden urge: she turned to him, wrapped her arms around his neck and pushed herself onto him. She kissed him on cheek and enjoyed the feeling of her breasts rubbing against his chest.
"I have a great idea. Let's go for a dinner." She sounded like a childish bimbo. A perfect lolita doll. She shuddered inside and even did not recognize her voice.
"Great idea indeed. Change into something nice and I will pick you in 10 minutes."
After he left she regained control and felt dirty. The kind of dirty you can never wash off. She sat on her bed, completely puzzled by the situation and almost started crying. Of course she was not in a mood for a dinner. Especially not with her father. She tried to think up some plan, how to escape, but no idea came to her mind.
In 10 minutes he knocked on the door again.
"You are not ready yet?" he asked with a smile.
"Give me a minute, dad!" Without thinking she pulled her shirt over her head flashing her bra clad boobs at him and put on a small evening dress.
"Do you like this dress? Does it make my breasts look nice?"
It was like a dream. She lost control, felt happy, but deep inside she felt repulsed. She pushed her breasts forward a bit and the dress was stretched over them nicely. Her dad looked into her cleavage and she felt a jolt of arousal.
"You look beautiful Tiff. Take the black shoes and let's go."
She put on a pair of high heels and clicked with him into his car.

Ellie woke up. It was already dark. She had no idea how long she was out. She sat up and jumped out of the bed when she felt a big wet spot under her huge pelvis. Slowly it got back to her: her huge hips, her hairy crotch and Priscilla the pussy. She stood there for a few minutes in despair. It looked almost as if the old hag had won. Ellie had been turned into a walking pussy and sentenced into perpetual hornyness unless her pussy was filled with something big. Probably she needs to accept the punishment and stay like this until end of the year. She almost cried, but then regained resolve. She will not give up! She will show the hag that she should have not messed with her!

Carefully she packed the soiled sheets and yoga pants. It took several minutes to find a skirt to wear and panties big and tight enough not only to cover Priscilla but to also hold the vegetable inside. She needed to be filled to stay sober. She put all on and inspected herself in a mirror. On a first glare it looked ok. She did not like skirts, but this one looked almost sexy on her. Her hips were much wider than before, but the skirt concealed it. She tried to smile on herself and brushed off a tear that remained on her cheek. "I will make you turn me back, you cunt!" she whispered and took the smelly package and went out.

The dinner was almost as usual. She felt Priscilla slowly chew the zuccini, it did not smell much, her head was clear. She smiled at her parents and they all tried to forget about the morning. She froze when her mother asked if someone took a zuccini out of the fridge, but after she shook her head, her mother changed subject. It all went fine until she felt a strange sensation in her pelvis. It was so faint that at the beginning she thought it is just an itching, but after five minutes she scratched her thigh and realized her pelvis widened again. Not much, but still enough to see. She almost panicked and yelped, but then regained control, mumbled something about need to go to bathroom and left the dinner.
She quickly run upstairs to her room and felt her gait changed again. This time the skirt flowed nicely around her swinging hips and it was riding upwards because of the extra volume. Quickly she locked the door and pulled the skirt up. Her heart raced. Her hips reached almost 50 inch size and were slowly expanding.
Few minutes she thought why it was happening. With a suspicion she opened her vlog and checked it. It all looked fine, but then she noticed a recent comment with a link: "Check Ellie's cunt: Priscilla". She almost screamed when she clicked the link and saw her video had been downloaded from the vlog and uploaded to porn video sharing site. It had only 153 view, but when she reloaded the page it was 170 already. The views counter was getting bigger and bigger and so was her pussy.
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Re: Counselor from Hell (BE, AE, bimbo, preg, ....)

Postby klmmn » Wed Dec 06, 2017 10:28 pm

Thank you everyone for the encouragement and appreciation. I'm sorry I was too busy. I will try to post more often. All your ideas and suggestions are welcome. I will use it as an inspiration.
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Re: Counselor from Hell (BE, AE, bimbo, preg, ....)

Postby wuffy » Thu Dec 07, 2017 11:56 am

Loving this story. I enjoy a good stretching tale and this is a really good one. Can't wait to see what else she'll shove up her ever increasing cunny.
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Re: Counselor from Hell (BE, AE, bimbo, preg, ....)

Postby pansy » Wed Dec 13, 2017 4:42 pm

Thank you again for such a beautiful story. I love what's happening to both of them, especially Tiffany's confusion and Ellie refusing to accept what's happening to her. I hope we don't have to wait too long for the next chapter and maybe get to see another unsuspecting student punished. Wonderful stuff :) x
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Re: Counselor from Hell (BE, AE, bimbo, preg, ....)

Postby klmmn » Fri Dec 22, 2017 1:20 pm

Her heart raced and she was almost panicking. Quickly she looked at the name of the person who uploaded the video and after a few seconds of hesitation she sent him a message with a plea to remove the video from the page.

*Hello. My video was uploaded by mistake. Could you remove it please? Ellie*

The response came after two minutes.

*I like it where it is. Sorry.*

*Please! You are ruining my life. Ellie*

*Is it really you?*

*Of course I am. Remove it please?*

*And what is there for me if I do?*

*You are actually blackmailing me?*

*Maybe a small bit.*

*Do you want money?*

*Not really. If I remove the video would you do a private show for me? I love your huge cunt.*

*You pervert! Forget about it.*

She held her phone in her hand and watched the rising counter with desperation. Her hips almost overgrew the chair and the feeling of juicy flesh squirming and broadening was creepy. She stood up and with a frown inspected her widened pelvis. It was quite strange, because it was only her pelvis that grew. Her butt was still quite flattish and her thighs and calves were nice and slim. Her body looked disproportionate and even the skirt could not conceal it. When the counter reached 500 she lost the nerve.

*OK. But no recording and you remove the video BEFORE I show you!!!!!!!*

*Sure, sweetie!*

They exchanged Skype ids and connected.
*So enable videochat, baby...*
With a hesitation Ellie started video and positioned herself in front of the web cam.
*Good, so show me you pussy...*
She stood up and lifted her skirt. The fabric rose and revealed her pelvis covered by cute white panties. Small piece of cloth was now almost surrounded by thick black bush. She held the skirt and showed her panty clad pussy to the cam.
*That is not enough. Pull down the panties.*
With a red face she pulled down her panties and tried to hold her thighs close. Unfortunately her hips were too wide to hide her pussy.
*Spread your legs baby, let me see your cunny..*
With a red face she spread her legs a bit. She felt embarrassed as hell, but strange feeling of happiness and content was slowly filling her mind. She tried to hide her black haired snatch, but felt compelled to show it at the same time.
*Oh god! Your cunt is so huge! And so beautiful..*
She started sweating from the embarrassment, but at the same time she felt complimented and happy. She wanted to pull up her panties and finish the show, but a strange idea appeared in her mind: she already damaged her modesty by showing him the pussy. It would not hurt to show him a bit more. Just to reward him for deleting the video.
Ellie stepped forth to the cam and stretched her swollen lips with two fingers, pink hole contrasted with the dark labia. She tried to tickle her clitoris but her skirt fell down. She lifted it again, stuffed it under her arms and pinched Priscilla’s succulent lips with both hands. The labia spread like butterfly wings. It was suddenly so thrilling! There was so much to pinch and pull and each touch was more and more arousing. Soon the pussy was glistening with moist and her fingers slipped in between the fleshy folds. The zucchini was slowly slipping out of the steadily opening hole.
*You actually have a zucchini in your cunt, baby?*
Ellie tried to grasp the vegetable, but her fingers slipped on the moisty surface. She laughed and pushed. Her pussy slowly opened and the zucchini was slowly moving out.
"See how big it is?"
With a thud the vegetable fell to the floor and her pussy was gaping open. She sat on a chair and positioned the cam right in between her thighs.
"You down there, do you see well?"
She was fingering her pussy and suddenly felt a new strong urge: she wanted to show him more. To show him all. Suddenly she wanted to take the guy in her hand and stuff him into her gaping Priscilla.
Just a few minutes of fingering and she could not resist it.
"I have a great idea."
She took the cam and slowly pulled it towards the slippery entrance.
"How would you like me?"
"Oh, you are so naughty!"
One, two and three fingers slipped inside and moist was dripping. Ellie imagined the guy sitting in front of his computer jerking his cock and Priscilla was swelling with blood. The musky smell turned her even more on. She started wondering, how big his cock is.
"Does my deep cunt turn you on?"
"Oh yeah!"
"Is your cock hard?"
":)"
"So turn on you cam. I want to see you jerking it."
The screen flickered and Ellie gasped when she saw a fist wrapped around big pink cock. The hand moved and the cock was throbbing.
"You cock is quite big, but I wonder if it would be enough for my Priscilla. She is huge and hungry."
"I would love to stick my dick in your cunt, baby."
"I would like you to stick your fist inside of me. I need to be filled with something big."
Her entire wrist disappeared in her gaping hole. It was so hot inside and it felt so good.
"I want to swallow you with my cunt."
"What?"
"Yes! I want take you and stick you inside of my Priscilla. Would you like it?"
"You are a slut!"
"I would love to feel you inside of me, helpless and squirming. My pussy would squeeze you tight."
Slowly she pushed the cam towards the smelly entrance. The plastic was cold, but she did not care. Fleshy lips soon engulfed it whole and the small gadget was swallowed in. With only a cable sticking out of her cunt she suddenly realized what she had done.
"Oh god!" she screamed.

***

The math lesson was horrible as ever. Belinda Connor was desperate. The class did not pay any attention at all. This was a typical situation, usually nobody listened to her, but they were at least quiet. Today they argued about something the principal did and did not care about the Math at all. She stood in front of the whiteboard and shouted at them with no result.
In a last attempt she turned to one of the less bearable guys. His name was Paul Stevens, one of the "cool" guys. He never listened to her, never did his homework, but usually had enough luck to pass the tests. "So if you think you know this already then come here and finish this exercise."
"What?"
"Mr Stevens, come to whiteboard."
With a grin he walked to the board, stood there and laughed.
"So finish it, please."
"Come on. I do not care for this. I will learn for the test."
Belinda sighed.
"At least try. You are not stupid, you will figure it out."
"I know, but the exercise is." The class laughed. They had not paid attention until now, but suddenly they were quiet and listened to every word of the starting argument.
"What?"
"You know. This is stupid. I bet I will never use this in my life."
"This is a basic math, you should.."
"No, I should not. Give me a break. Just finish it, then give me the test and let me pass as usual."
Belinda felt her blood pressure rise. This time it was too much. She stood up and took a ruler that she used as a pointer.
"Yeah. You know, nobody really cares about math. Sorry." He laughed out loud.
She closed her eyes and felt tears. The class was watching her and she imagined how everyone is waiting for her to finally break. No. If I leave it will not be like this. She grasped the ruler and looked around. Then she turned to Paul and hit him in the face. The silence was horrific. All the students watched her with open mouths as if she was a mouse that suddenly bit a cat.
"You bitch. You will regret this. I will sue you."
With a pale face she grabbed his arm and pulled him out of class. Without any word she dragged him to principal's office. Paul mumbled something about lawsuit, but she did not care. She was decided. This was the last straw, she was resolved to leave the school.
"Leanne, I resign."
The principal looked quite surprised and the new counsellor watched her with amusement.
"This ignorant pig has outraged me for the last time. This is it. I may have been a bad teacher, I should have tried harder, but this school is unbearable."
She explained what happened and burst into tears.
"That bitch hit me! You must fire her or I will sue you." They all turned to Paul.
"That is a strong language, young man." Greta walked to him. "If you agree, then I will take care of this young and very perspective man." Leanne hesitated a bit, but when she saw the crying teacher she nodded.
"So young man. I have a special treatment for foulmouthed students like you. You are quite handsome and probably have a lot's of female attention, right?"
Paul was confused. "So what?"
Greta took her pointer and tapped it cheek.
"This should teach you not to use bad words."
Paul wanted to say something, but suddenly a strange flavor filled his mouth. Just a flavor at the beginning, but then a small drop of unfamiliar liquid appeared on his tongue. It was a bit salty and bit bitter. The drop grew and soon his mouth was filled. It was not just a flavor, but also a smell filled his nose. A familiar smell.
"If you behave then I will finish the punishment next week. Until then I recommend you to swallow."
With a disgusted face Paul realized what was the sticky liquid in his mouth. He remembered the same smell from the moments when he played with his girlfriend and smeared his sperm over her breasts. He never imagined he would have mouthful himself. Soon his mouth was almost overflowing, his cheeks were bulging. He held his breath and swallowed. It was a relief, but another mouthful started forming.
"Oh god! What have you done to me?" His breath smelled of semen.
"This was just to teach you good manners. Now let's improve your motivation for math." She poked his groin with her pointer. He shuddered when a strange itching sensation ran from his head to his heels and centered in his crotch.
"What was his average score for last few tests?" She asked the teacher.
"It was between C and D."
"So young man, you will get your balls back if your score is at least a B for the next test. Now you can go back to your class."
"But you cannot..." Paul protested and his voice was much higher and softer then usually. He covered his mouth with a hand and then realized what had probably happened. Quickly his other hand reached for his pants. He was so scared he did not care that all the others were watching him probing his groin.
"But.. How.."
"Yes, you are right, young man. I kind of emptied your sack," Greta laughed. "But I reassure you your small and inferior balls are safe and sound. They are just not in your sack. If you improve your score then I will give them back to you. Now go, or you may suffer even worse consequences."
Horrified he run out of the principal's office, but the run was difficult he had to stop twice and swallow the cum that was filling his mouth.

"Oh man, did she fire her?" His pal asked when Paul returned to the class.
"You would not.." Paul started but when he saw the surprised looks around he stopped.
"What did she do to your voice?"
"And what is the smell?" one of the girls asked. "It is almost like sperm."
Paul sweated and his face reddened. Then suddenly he burped and drops of sperm ran down his chin.
"What did she do to you?" his friend asked with a grin.
Paul just shook his head and ran to bathroom. The more he swallowed the more the sperm flowed.

Greta turned to Belinda who looked outright scared. She came to resign and was resolved to do so, but it turned out in a strange way. "I appreciate your dedication to teaching, but it seems you attitude is not right, but that may be fixed in no time. What about a free couching lesson this evening?"
Belinda trembled, but when she saw both principal and counselor staring at her she did not have enough strength to refuse.
"So it is settled. Come to my apartment at eight, please. We will discuss how to improve your teaching and I'm sure both yourself and the principal will be thrilled by the results."

Belinda thought about the offer whole afternoon. It looked like one of the offers you cannot refuse. In the end she decided she would go there, but just to tell the counsellor she decided to quit teaching. Tell her she appreciates the offer, but will not use her services. When she was locking her apartment she was resolved, but as she approached the house of flats where Greta lived she wavered. She had to buy a glass of whiskey to fortify her resolve.
"Good evening, Belinda."
Belinda almost spilled her glass.
"I did not expect you here. I... I appreciate your offer, but I want to quit teaching..."
"Really? You know what? Let's forget about coaching. Let's just chat." Greta waved on barman and asked a glass of same whiskey.
Belinda sipped the alcohol. "I just did not want to waste your time."
"Cheers! So tell me, what is the problem?"
"I do not know."
"Don't be afraid. Tell me. If you quit tomorrow, then this is a great opportunity to tell me why."
"I started with all the stuff they taught me at university. The motivation, creativity and other shit. But then I came here and it all seemed useless. The students were oblivious, loud, rude and sometimes obscene. I tried literary everything, but nothing worked. Can you imagine what is it like to shout on the bunch of ignorant pigs?"
"You wouldn't believe, but I can. What was the worst feeling they gave you?"
"After a few months we had a test with a horrible result and one of the ignorant kids told me that I'm an old ugly virgin."
"Really? And what did it feel like?"
She looked at the counsellor with suspicion.
"Have another glass."
The whiskey helped. Belinda felt so relaxed and it seemed Greta is a much better person than she thought.
"It was humiliating. I just stood there and could not do anything. I sent the guy to detention, but it did not erase that horrible grin off his face."
"And the impotence was the worst thing?"
"Yes. I would give anything to humiliate him in the same way."

Later that evening Belinda stumbled on a threshold of Greta's apartment.
"You seem a bit tipsy," she laughed. "Just kick off your shoes and go to living room."
"So he told you that you are old and ugly, but you do not seem so old to me. How old are you?"
"Just thirty-five."
"You are quite attractive, but your dress is awful."
"I did not want to look inappropriate. It is not good for the teaching when.."
"Just take it off." Greta's eyes looked almost red.
Belinda laughed and started undressing, not even considering she would not obey. She took off the grey skirt and white blouse. Greta smiled when she saw the white bra and cotton panties.
"Even your lingerie looks very correct.."
"Does it? I bought it for the..."
"Come on. This is not funny. Take it off."
Belinda stood there naked and to her surprise it did not feel wrong. She smiled and cupped her small A cup breasts.
Greta stood up and inspected her body.
"The first problem is, that you do not get enough attention with this body, dress and attitude."
She touched teachers back. Her hand was surprisingly hot. And the teacher almost yelped. She was unaware that her posture changed. Hot hand patted her butt and the butt inflated a bit, the thighs hardened and calves were suddenly more pronounced. Searing fingers brushed her breasts and they swelled. Smallish saggy breasts grew to perfect C cups, perky and firm with beautiful pink nipples. With a dreamlike expression Belinda looked at her perfect body.
"They are beautiful..."
"Yes, but we need more attention."
Greta looked at the growing boobs and they inflated even more. Belinda's chest proudly carried two D cup boobs, both perfect and mesmerizing. Greta touched her chin and lifted it up. The nose shrunk a bit and lips plumped up. All the changes made her more erotic, but the cold way: an image of womanly perfection, a queen, almost too perfect to even consider speaking with her.
"This should do it. Now let's dress you up."
Greta went to her closet and returned with black lace lingerie and Belinda wrapped her perfect breasts and beautiful butt in the black garment. The counsellor handed her a pair of black stiletto heels almost designed for a walk on bare back of a subordinate submissive man.
"These may be a bit difficult to wear at the beginning, but you will manage, I'm sure."
Belinda was caressing her new body and smiled.
"This is beautiful, but why did you do it?"
"I just wanted to convince you, that you should continue teaching. You had made a lot of mistakes, but if we improve your attitude then everything will work out."
"But how?"
"Let me show you, how this all can improve your teaching skills and more importantly your motivation. Put on your dress, but let's this be the last time you put that awful cloth on and I will get us a Guinea pig."

Ten minutes later she returned with a confused twenty something old guy.
"I brought this young man to help us with our coaching session."
The guy looked quite confused. A minute ago he sat lonely and frustrated in a bar and now it seemed his wet dreams came true.
"Yeah, I can help you ladies with whatever you want."
Greta mischievously laughed.
"We want to play the student teacher scenario. You know: bad student, hot teacher, punishment and all."
The guy looked like a child before Christmas.
"Belinda, could you write down a typical test questions? Let's pretend this is your student and he is about to take a test."
Belinda smiled and wrote down a few simple math problems.
"This should not be a problem for you. You probably still remember it from high school."
She handed it to the guy and gave him pen as well.
"So now I'm a naughty student and you are the teacher? So I should pretend I cannot do it?"
Greta laughed. "You can see it this way, but you'd better do it right."
The guy smiled and started writing. Belinda watched him and the usual awkward emotions she felt when her class was writing a test flooded her mind again. All the memories of despair she was not able to teach them a single thing, the mocking of the students and the lonely evenings filled her with hate.
The guy did not know whether he should look at the beautiful woman in front of him or try to finish the calculations. He was grinning with expectation and tried to finish all five exercises.
Belinda took the paper from him and started verification.
"The first one is not correct. I'm sorry."
The guy smiled. "So I will get punished?"
"I'm sorry, but I have no other option."
He smiled and stood up. He wanted to pull down his pants, but suddenly was hit with a strange feeling. His belly was swelling fast, soft flesh filled his t-shirt and his pants were painfully tight.
"What?"
"Shut up! If you do not like your predicament, then you should have studied more."
She looked at him with cold eyes. The humiliated look in his eyes was priceless.
"The second one is also wrong."
Horrified he looked at his chest. There was suddenly much more volume in there and big flat boobs were quickly filling the rest of free space under his shirt. Carefully he touched two pancakes that now rested on the big belly and slowly progressed to his waist. The shirt was stretched to the limit and two dark nipples were visible under the thin fabric.
"Third one as well."
His pants ripped as his this manly ass turned into a huge formless pile of fat.
"Ouch! Ouch!" he screamed as the pants dug painfully into his groin. Quickly he unzipped and pulled them down before his balls were crushed.
"Fourth one. Wrong!"
His thighs filled with fat and pimples started sprouting on his ass. His arms became flabby, his fingers shortened and second chin grew under the first one.
"Fifth one. Wrong!"
Greta watched his cock with a glee.
"Wait! Actually this one is correct. Good! You should be proud of yourself."
He stood there turned into an ugly blob of a half-woman with obese body, floppy pancake boobs, all jiggly and bouncy. The only thing that remained was his cock in between the thunder thighs and his face that was still manly.
"So I get changed back?"
"In fact not, but thank you for your assistance," said Greta.
"But I cannot stay like this, I have a job and a girlfriend.."
"No, you don't. Your name is now Chantelle and you are a cleaning lady in the bar. You usually like to show your body, especially your boobs that you usually stuff into a push-up bra. You also like to show off your fat ass, tight body shaping jeans should shape you well. You work in the bar, but you give occasional blow jobs and boob groping, but you well hide your big secret: your cock."
"But..."
Her eyes flamed red. Guy tried to protest, but his voice slowly changed and his face softened. He was not pretty by any measures, but his face was now more womanly.

"So how did it feel?" Greta asked when the guy left to attend his new duties.
"It was perfect! Cannot wait for tomorrow classes."
"How did you know what to do? His transformation was so humiliating."
"I just remembered what I used to feel like when I was teaching..."
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Re: Counselor from Hell (BE, AE, bimbo, preg, ....)

Postby pansy » Sun Dec 24, 2017 2:41 pm

Yay! What a lovely surprise Christmas present :) So exciting that there's now another vengeful humiliatrix at large and such wonderful punishments (especially the constantly cum filled mouth!). I can't wait for the next chapter, I hope we find out how much of a helplessly posing little dolly Trisha is turning into but there are so many fantastic things in your story I can't help wanting more of everything! Happy Christmas! pansy x
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Re: Counselor from Hell (BE, AE, bimbo, preg, ....)

Postby funfun74 » Tue Dec 26, 2017 5:03 pm

Enjoying the story as well. Thanks for continuing it.
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Re: Counselor from Hell (BE, AE, bimbo, preg, ....)

Postby JamesCA » Fri Dec 29, 2017 11:10 am

Thanks for this great story. I'm anxious to read the next chapter.

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

Postby klmmn » Fri Dec 29, 2017 12:46 pm

Tiffany woke up in a strange mood. It almost felt like a hangover, but she did not remember drinking anything last evening. The dinner with her dad was beautiful. Beautiful and weird. They went to one of the best restaurants in the town, she felt so attractive and he was so nice. He cared about her every need and attended to her every whim. As a reward she let him touch her breast when he was letting her in the car and it felt so arousing. It was such a terrific evening, but it should have been with her boyfriend, not with her father.
She got up from her bed and walked to bathroom, carefully stepping on her tip toes. Tiny lace night gown covered only the most important parts, her unblemished skin shining under the white lace. It suited her, but she did not remember ever buying this gown. In the mirror she looked at her perky breasts barely covered by the semitransparent fabric and lacy panties embracing her crotch. She took tooth paste, brush and started cleaning her teeth. In the mirror she watched her face and then it came to her: her eyes changed color. They used to be grayish blue, but today they shone like blue diamonds. Two large blue eyes with long and thick eyelashes. They looked amazing. Suddenly she realized she had been staring into the mirror for several minutes, so she quickly finished the brushing, took off her gown and stepped to shower. Hot water did her well. Warm drops invigorated her skin and softly caressed her perky breasts.
After a few minutes she stepped out of the shower and dried herself. At first she thought about wrapping herself in a towel, but then she changed her mind and only pulled up her lacy panties and walked back to her room.
"You finished your shower, sugar?" Her dad was standing in front of his room.
"Yes, it felt sooo good." She was surprised she did not mind standing almost nude in front of him. She was even compelled to show him more. "The dinner was so nice. We should do it more often."
With seductively swinging hips she walked to her room. Her gait was suddenly uncomfortable. An idea about high heeled slippers came to her mind. It would show her legs and booty nicely.

"So, today is the first day of our new math training plan. Let me make a demonstration."
Whole class stared at their new math teacher with gaping mouths. At first they did not believe the erotic yet cold vixen was that broken and despondent woman that left the class yesterday. She entered the class with her stiletto heels clicking, fishnet stockings and tight skirt, the eyes behind the glasses were taunting and teasing and then her breasts. Her breasts looked perfect, huge perky and firm, the lace of her bra peeking from under her blouse, slowly heaving with her breath. All the guys found themselves thinking about being better students and getting their sweet rewards. The girls ware envious and dreamed about being like her.
Now she sat on her table, one leg lifted and absentmindedly brushing her fishnet clad calf. She looked at the students over her glasses and found first victim: one of the jocks, successful basketball player but lousy student. He usually got a break because the school team needed him.
"Mr Jason Edwards. You got a D from last test, consider this an opportunity to improve your average score."
Trembling he stepped to the whiteboard, unable to tear off his eyes from teacher's chest.
"Pay attention to the exercise. It is not polite to stare on woman's breasts. Especially when she is your teacher." She noted ironically.
He tried hard, but was not able to figure it out. Nervously he looked at her and at the class. Students watched the new situation with mixture of fear and expectation and nobody was brave enough to help him.
"So you do not know?" The teacher smiled menacingly. Poor student shook his head.
Belinda stood up and walked to him. The ruler in her hand looked like a riding crop ready to hit. She looked into his eyes and said quietly: "You are no good for math, so tell me, what you are good for. What do you like about yourself the most?"
He gulped and trembled, but his mouth answered almost on its own.
"I like my body. It is a magnet for chicks."
She smiled almost nicely.
"And what do the chicks like the most?"
"My dick.." he almost whispered. Few students chuckled.
"So you are proud of it?"
"Yes. It is big and always ready to please a girl."
She stepped back and looked at his crotch in tight shorts.
"So as a punishment I will give you something to be proud about."
All eyes were staring at his crotch and he was scared as hell. It was obvious he was about to lose his manly pride at the beginning, but then the outline of his cock became more prominent. The penis inside was itching and squirming and definitely growing. It was quite big at the beginning, but after few seconds it looked huge. Long snake was slowly crawling lower, brushing against the stretched fabric along the way. At first Jason was thrilled. It was supposed to be a punishment, but turned out to be a reward. Quick idea about his girlfriend darted in his mind. She would scream like crazy when impaled on this monster. He smiled. But the cock soon outgrew the category terrific monster cock and reached the terrifying monster size. It grew longer and longer and soon its head peeked out of the shorts. He screamed and watched the huge bulbous glans growing. Soon it hung to his knees and dangled like a limp wet sock.
"This should make you more proud." Belinda smiled wickedly.
He lifted the monster and tried to stuff it into his pants, but it was too huge to fit. He was stuck with a ridiculously huge dick that swung and dangled with his every step. In his hands it felt so thick and heavy. Struck by a strange curiosity he inspected the violet fist sized glans that looked like a mushroom head. Whole dick was covered with thick blue veins and felt strangely soft and spongy.
"I also took the liberty of shrinking your testicles, so this beautiful cock would never be erect. It should also lower your sexual urges, so you will have more time to study."
In a shaken dreamlike state he walked back to his place, the meaty hose brushing against his kness. Several students reached and touched it to see how it feels. He had to sit down with his legs spread wide so the cock could lie in between them and hung in the air.
The rest of the day was humiliating as hell. He tried hard to stuff the monster into his shorts, but the round glans peeked from the top of the shorts or the whole thing slipped out of the trouser and dangled in between his knees. Everyone was looking at him, everyone was mocking and many chicks wanted to feel it. It was hopelessly soft, but still instilled their curiosity.

"How am I supposed to train my team to win when the best player has a penis long enough to trip over?" Diana Stork the PE teacher stormed into principal's office. She was furious. There is a match planned with a team from neighbor high school in a week and the training was completely disrupted. Her best player Jason came to the training with face red from embarrassment and a penis peeking out of his shorts. All the others were mocking him and he almost cried unable to play. Diana was staggered by the sight at first, but when he explained this was a punishment for a poor math score she calmed down a bit. She advised him to buy the biggest shorts available, but the monster was naughty. It seemed the tiniest fast movement was enough to shake it out of the pants. Jason tripped a few times (not over the monster, but because he hit other player with the cock) and as a player he was useless.
"I understand you have unorthodox methods, but this is too much. We had an agreement that he would be our star player and the other teachers would give him steady Cs."
Greta smiled and looked at the sweating shouting PE teacher. It was a black woman in early forties, strong, muscular and full of energy. Her erect nipples stood on her small breasts and poked through fabric of her t-shirt, but her main asset was her muscular and perfectly round ass. Now all sweaty and wet with tight pants wrapped around it.
"I appreciate your vigor. You are quite a teacher. But it seems you would need to change your methods a bit."
"I do not care about your methods. I'm just resolved to make our team win."
"Let me escort you back to the gym and let's discuss the new training plan."
"I did not know we have a one.."

Both women sat in a small room next to the gym.
"You are quite a good teacher. I haven't seen so many African American PE teachers. You seem to be quite full of energy and resolve. This is great."
"Oh, thank you. What was the plan you had in mind?"
"Seeing you so full of fury reminded me a book I read. It was about a wild tribe in Africa with few customs that may be effective for the training."
"Sorry? This seems a bit offending. I was born in Minneapolis."
Greta's eyes shone red.
"No offence. It is not important where you were born. Their customs may be a good inspiration anyway.
The tribe was quite warlike and their men were famous fighters. The training for a war started in their early age and followed them throughout whole life. And do you know what was the most interesting? The men were fighters, but they were lead, evaluated and couched by women. Their men were strong, muscular and virile, famous for muscles and also manly power. Their cocks were long, thick and always ready to impregnate. Their women were of two kinds: subordinate, fat and soft women with huge hips and heavy breasts and strong muscular leaders with slim bodies and firm big asses. You are remarkably similar to the leader type. Take off your clothes."
Without a word of complaint the teacher started undressing. She revealed her flattish breasts with large black nipples that stood like two small fingers on her chest, big volume of her muscular thighs, perfect globe of her ass and her pussy that was flat with poking clitoris and hanging nether lips like all the pussies of women whose body excretes too much male hormones. Greta lifted her eyebrows when she saw the pussy was bald.
"You look perfect for the task. Your body is a body of a black tribe queen. So listen:
The first secret of the tribe was that the training to win is all. Only the best ones get the women and all the spoils of war. In their trainings they always split the men in two groups. They fought and the group that lost offered their asses to the winners. And the winners squirted their seed into the bowels of the losers. This ensured they knew where their place was and provided enough motivation for them to perform better. In the end those who lost too often slowly turned to women, because they were no good for fighting. I speak of course about the women of the submissive kind.
The second secret was that dominance of the queen was ensured through a special ritual when the woman defeated the unruly male in a fight and then sat on his face. That made him understand that his place is under her womanly crotch no matter how strong or good fighter he is. It created a strong bond between him and her and more he stayed imprisoned under her ass the more submissive towards her he became. It had also some special side effects, but let's speak about it later."
Diana stood in front of Greta with a dream like expression in her face. Pictures of dominated students forced to hump their opponents on her command flooded her mind. She pictured herself like a queen of her own tribe with large group of virile boys at her disposal.
"There are other things that we may discuss a bit later. It would be great if you could come to my flat in the evening."

Jason trembled. The last basketball training was a disaster and there was no reason why there should be any improvement today. He put on the biggest pair of shorts he could find in the shop and tried to stuff his huge limp cock inside. It fit, but it seemed to be just a matter of time before it slips out through a trouser. The others had a few comments already. They started to call him Mr. Big or the Cockzilla.
"Students, today we have a first day of a new training period. Take off all your clothes."
The teacher entered the changing room and all the guys gasped. The black woman was naked, her body glistening with sweat. Jason's eyes darted to her crotch. With a sadness he remembered the days a look at her huge ass was enough to make his cock squirm. Today even her pussy was not sufficient to make the thick monster hard.
The students lined up in the gym, all tried to avoid stares on each other cocks. The situation was weird, but for some reason it did not feel so much out of place. The teacher strode in between them with her naked body and proud expression. It all felt completely natural and took only a few minutes for them to get accustomed to training naked.
"So guys, split into two evenly sized groups and let's start playing."
Travis Soames caught ball passed to him, made a few steps and passed it to another pal. He tried to focus on the game, but could not avoid staring at the perfect black ass bouncing firmly with every teacher's step. Before he knew his cock was full of blood and throbbing.
"Mr. Soames, focus on the game." She stood in front of him and even though she was an inch smaller than himself she looked quite menacing. Her body emanated a strange scent, her pussy glistened and her ass was simply staggering. She looked at his erect cock and frowned.
"You need to learn that now you need to focus on the fight to have sex later." She slapped his balls with her muscular hand and he squealed.
His team lost anyway. Apart from his aching balls and wandering eyes they also had the Cockzilla on the team so it was not much of a surprise.
"So, it was a good fight, but we have a winners now. The losers line up here." The teacher pointed on a line.
"Bend over and get on all fours." Some of the student already guessed what was about to happen and started complaining.
"Who does not like the new training model?" Three students were brave enough to raise their hands. Travis was one of them.
"Step here." She grabbed his cock with one hand and his balls with the other. Her grip was unbelievably strong. Slowly she started massage the cock in a strange way and pulled the balls. A strange itching sensation engulfed his genitals. The cock started to jerk frantically, his balls spasming.
"What is happening to me?" His voice sounded squeaky.
Suddenly his legs were too weak to stand on and he dropped on all fours.
"This is a special treatment for all those who try to resist the after game punishment. You will be fucked anyway and this will make you enjoy it. It increases blood flow in your groin area, makes your prostate more sensitive and has this cute effect on your voice. Now all the winners get to work."
It had to be a strange sight: a dozen of young basketball players kneeling on the floor and humping.
Kneeling on the floor and waiting for a cock was quite humiliating for Travis at first. He closed his eyes and waited. There was a soft touch at the beginning and then a glans started pushing into his tight ass. He felt humiliated, but it also felt surprisingly good. His cock was throbbing and precum dripped on the floor, two strong hands were holding his ass and moving his body. Whatever she did to his cock it caused him to have a small orgasm each time the cock pushed in and feel a small regret each time it was pushed out. His body felt weak, not capable of anything else than to kneel on the floor and wait to be fucked.
"Now the winners grab the balls of the losers and pull them softly down." The gym filled with moaning.
"This is for you to understand that only the strongest deserve to have balls. You need to try harder to retain the right."
Json felt his ass tighten as strong hand pulled his balls. He lost control and moaned like a woman.
"Now get a grip on their cocks and jerk them while humping them. This should help you to ensure your dominance. The unwanted pleasure is the best way how to make them submit. Their bodies will want to submit and their minds will have hard time fighting it next match."
The winners finished their jobs and left the gym, the losers lied on the floor panting and moaning, sperm flowing out of their pink assholes.
"Mr. Soames. Come with me."
Travis stood up and made a few steps. He followed her black ass to the gym closet.
"Now lie down on the mat," she ordered.
"What?"
"I will ensure you will not disobey any of my commands."
"So what?" He was tired, humiliated and confused. She stepped to him and before he knew it he lied on the ground with the teacher towering over him.
She placed feet around his head facing towards his feet and slowly lowered herself onto his face. Suddenly he realized he had nose in a deep crack of her ass and sweaty pussy stuck to his mouth. She spread her ass cheeks and positioned herself. His nose slowly sunk into her and the pussy pushed to his mouth so firmly it threatened to suffocate him. He had no other option but to start licking. She lifted herself a bit to allow him to get occasional sip of air and enjoyed his administrations. To his surprise she took her phone snd started reading emails or something. Travis' nose slowly pushed inside of the dark asshole stimulating it nicely and his tongue explored folds of her pussy. He did not know how long it lasted, but she was probably satisfied, because she put down the phone and leaned forwards. Her firm hands started massaging his crotch again. She caressed his balls and tugged and pushed a few places. It was pleasant, but strange, because he realized his cock went partially numb and his balls itched as if a million ants crawled in them.
Suddenly there was a light.
"So your punishment is complete. Next time you'd better train harder and speak less." She wiped her pussy and ass with a paper towel and handed one to him. He cleaned up his face and inspected his crotch. His balls were swollen and his dick seemed to shrink a bit.
"This is a special reminder for you. Your balls should help you with the training and the cock will provide no release for you. Do not worry. If your balls are get too full then your cock would simply leak the sperm. The extra hormones should make you more aggressive."
With shaking legs he left the room and went to showers. He was the last one there so he took his time. He showered his crotch, wiped out the last drops of sperm from his ass and soaped his balls. They were already as big as fists and itched. But no matter how hard he thought about sex his cock did erect. After a few desperate minutes of jerking the flaccid dick he gave up. To his surprise a large drop of sperm dropped from the cock two minutes after. No orgasm or any other feelings what so ever.
He joined his friends in the class.
"Oh man, it was the weirdest training I ever had," said his best friend. "I have never fucked a guy before, but it was not so bad. His ass felt even better than my girlfriend’s."
"Don't fpeak about it." Travis was surprised. His mouth felt wrong and his tongue was surprisingly clumsy. He stuck it out and his friend gasped. It was a good inch longer than before.
"Hey man, what happened to you nose?"
With a trembling finger he touched his nose. It had grown a half of an inch.
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Re: Counselor from Hell (BE, AE, bimbo, preg, ....)

Postby jmichaels » Fri Dec 29, 2017 6:55 pm

Love the "quick hit" nature of this latest chapter. Getting to see multiple perspectives and development of various stories lines was great. mm fiction isn't something I read, but I like the setup and the overall direction that plot device is heading.
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