A Kind Truth

As I looked down at Brenda's disheveled face, makeup starting to run and mouth agape to swallow in more air, I decided that I'd toyed with her enough for today. She deserved a little mercy. And besides, I hadn't even taken the time to truly notice how much my changes had effected the classroom. I should at least remove the distraction under my desk before trying anything else with the notebook.

"No, but...I'll let it slide for now. Go on, sit down at your desk. You don't need to eat your homework." At that, Brenda began beaming, ecstatic that she'd escaped having to humiliate herself so deeply.

"Thank you! Thank you so much! Hell yes!" After some awkward scooching from the desk and some quick wiping at her face, Brenda returned to her seat, too delighted that she'd escaped punishment to notice the changes I'd instilled in the world.

And yet, as I looked around the room, nothing seemed to have changed. Madame Gagnon was still up at the front, educating the rest of the class on how fascinated the French were with their pets. Brenda glanced at me on occasion, but not common enough to warrant any suspicion that reality had shifted. It was almost normal, until I finally heard it. The muffled moans and yells of about a dozen or so women could be heard from outside the school. It seemed that the change had inspired many of the senior students to sneak outside and try to get off. The classroom door was slightly ajar, and through the crack I spotted a girl desperately pulling a boy by the hand, presumably to the bathroom in an attempt to relieve her sudden horniness.

In less than a minute, the school had already become a porn parody of itself. I stifled a chuckle to myself, and despite the recent blowjob, I decided I wanted to wander the halls and see just how chaotic things had gotten. I got up, signed myself out for the bathroom pass, and headed out into the hall, only to be greeted with plenty of students and teachers rushing to either get themselves off or fuck the closest cock they could get. Thinking back on it, if I made it an old rule, then many of these now horny women would've probably gotten sick leave or something for this. I mentally high-fived myself for my lack of planning, as now I got to witness the school descend into one massive orgy.

"Hey Michael, um...fuck..." I turned around, and there was Sarah. I should've expected she might come for me, considering our classes were right next to each other. She had pussy juice running all the way down to her knees, her eyes had a crazed desperation I'd never seen anyone wear before, and she looked like even standing here, not trying to get off, was a genuine challenge. Goddamn.

"I need you to fuck me. Right now. Please Michael, just...oh my fucking god...I'm so fucking horny right now, please..." I couldn't help but smile. Hearing those words gave me the strength to drill a hole in granite. I tried to play dumb, but she was past negotiating. She grabbed me by the wrist and began pulling me towards the nearest bathrooms, so quickly that before I knew what was happening, I could hear distinct female moaning coming from both the boys and girls bathrooms. Sarah tugged me inside one of them, not that it mattered which, and when I entered, I was greeted by something truly biblical in nature.

Every single square inch of the bathroom was covered in sex. A mass of flesh, in various states of undress, were sprawled throughout the bathroom. The stall doors hadn't been closed, giving everyone a clear view of someone getting rammed like a slut. Some couples were bent over the sinks, fucking into or for the mirrors. Even the floor had a few women desperately humping their partners for the hope of release. Before I could even fully take in the scene, Sarah slammed into me for a kiss, and pulled me to the floor, undoing my pants like I had a bomb inside of them. As she whipped out my cock and stuck it in her dripping pussy, she moaned with a loudness that echoed out over the cacophony already filling the bathroom.

"Fuck! Yes Michael, fuck a baby into me! Make me a fucking mother! Oh my god, yes yes yes yes yes! Fuck! Breed me like a fucking animal, please, please, fuck! **** my cunt, fuck, pound my cock-socket right fucking now, yes, yes, yes! I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love youuuuuuuu! Oh! Oh god! Fuck me!" Sarah bounced crazily on my dick, trying desperately to satiate the beast that was her libido. It was clear she'd abandoned all rational thought, simply fulfilling her instinct to fuck until she couldn't anymore. She bounced, grinded, did whatever possible to get herself off, she needed it, she needed it so bad, I was getting close, I love this, fuck...

"Sarah...I'm gonna cum..."

"I don't care! I don't fucking care! Fuck my pussy, Michael, please please please don't stop, don't you fucking stop, no, please Michael, I need it, I need it so bad, oh fuck my brain is on fire, I fucking neeeeeed your cock Michael please for the love of god Michael, fuuuuuuuck please don't pull out!" She refused to get off of me, fuck this is bad, I didn't wanna...

I came right into Sarah's pussy, and she started to cackle. Cackle like a witch on Halloween. Cackle like she'd just won first place in a villainy contest. My dick grew limp in her snatch, but she refused to get off of me, milking me for all I was worth. She was a hot, sweaty mess, and yet she was still compelled by her body for more, more dick, more cum, more fucking, more more more...I wished I'd saved myself for this. This was glorious. I wrapped my arm around Sarah's sweaty back, and with my other hand, started playing with her pussy. If she was still gonna be this horny, I might as well convince her to not fuck anyone else. The last thing I wanted for her was to get an STI, or be the mother of a child the father refused to raise. I felt bad for her, honestly. She had a bright future, yet because of the rules I inflicted on her, she was now **** to raise a kid she might not want. I mean, there's still abortion, but who knows if she even supported abortion in general? It was so confusing...

Sarah cooed into my ear, still incredibly turned on, but too exhausted to keep going for the moment. As she leaked my cum onto my crotch and hand, she began to gently weep. I twisted my head to see her face, and rubbed her back with my hand still around her. After passion that intense, she definitely needed some comforting.

"God...I'm still so...fucking ****...I still need more cock, but...fuck...I begged you to cum in me...to impregnate me...and it felt so good...so fucking good...god...I'm fucked...I'm completely and utterly fucked...and I still want more...oh god...what's wrong with me? Why? Why can't I think of...anything but...your cock?"

Guilt washed over me. She didn't deserve any of this, being subjected by her body to lust so uncontrollably. I wanted to help her out so badly, rectify this by writing in the rulebook...