Agree to be the principal's fuck toy for the rest of the school year

You take a few moments to consider the proposition. On the one hand, you would like to be the architect of your own destiny, but you're also practical. You understand that success in life is just much a product of who you know as what you know, and having someone like Mrs. North on your side would be an absolute godsend in getting your academic and professional career off to a great start. To top it off, you're going to have to lose your virginity at some point. It may as well be with a futa who's rumored to have the biggest cock around, even if that means just having a good story to tell as you get older.

"Alright, I'll do it" yous say, resigning yourself to your fate. Mrs. North smirks and gives a soft chuckle. "I'm so glad you made the smart decision, Dougie. " she says as she begins to circle behind you. You turn your head, expecting her to come to a stop directly behind the chair you're sitting in, but instead she continues over to the door. She cracks it just enough to poke her head out. "Dolores, please hold all my calls until after lunch, and notify Doug's teachers that he'll be preoccupied this morning." She gently closes the door behind her, and you hear the click of the light switch. The office goes completely black. Then, moments later, the lights come back on. This time instead of it being illuminated by fluorscent lights, the office is awash with neon colored light. Though you've never been to one, the lighting makes you think of scenes in movies and video games set in a strip club. Just then, dance music with a driving base line starts to play and smoke starts to billow out from behind the principal's desk.

This seems like something out of a dream. This can't be real, right? You just agreed to be a fuck toy for a futa who's allegedly the most well hung in the entire county, possibly the state. This feels like YOU'RE the one being catered to. Just then, you see Mrs. North appear behind the her desk and begin to walk up on it. She begins to gyrate her hips, using her hands to feel up her own body in the process of doing so. Suddenly, she snaps upright, and gives you the most enticing set of bedroom eyes you've ever seen.

"I'm so glad you agreed to my terms Dougie. I have to keep my reputation around the school if I want to maintain any semblance of order and control over the student body, so it's a rare opportunity to relish in my penchant for exhibitionism. I bet you never would have guessed I put myself through grad school working as a stripper, would you?" the principal turns her back towards you, shooting a pouty look over her shoulder before her lips twist themselves into a devious grin and she slowly turns her head away from you. She starts to shimmy her shoulders and upper body from side to side, shaking her hips along with the rest of her torso. Her suit jacket starts to slide down the sides of her body, revealing that crisp white dress shirt she had on beneath it. Moments later, it falls to the desktop at Mrs. North's feet.

In a fluid motion, Mrs. North pivots in place and uses her opposite foot to sweep the jacket off the side of the desk and onto the floor. You instinctually move the chair closer to the desk in front of you. This is one hell of a show, and you want to get as close a look at this petite goddess as you can. Mrs. North sees you getting into things and takes a step toward the front edge of the desk. "Enjoying the show, Dougie?" she giggles as she draws her hands up behind her long hair, pulling it up, only to let it cascade back down. She then whips around to face the opposite direction and promptly sticks her plump butt out so that's it's less than 12 inches away from your face. Mrs. north begins to shake her ass in every direction while she talks to you: "See, because my my job depends on me having the respect of the students and faculty, I have to put on an act while I'm at work. I have to be the stern, no nonsense administrator who captains the ship. I can't risk jeopardizing that reputation. But since you'll be graduating in a few months, I get to indulge. Even though you have no incentive to tell anyone, no one would ever believe you anyway. And once you're gone, my reputation will be safe, and I'll have gotten to enjoy myself. Hopefully you'll have some fun along the way too."

While you're trying to pay attention to what Mrs. North is saying, you can't help but me mesmerized by her supple bottom shaking in front of your face. She's still wearing that skirt though, so between that and the dimmed light, there's only so much you can make out. As the principal finishes what she's saying, her ass abruptly moves away from you as she spins around, revealing that her shirt is now completely unbuttoned and in the process exposing her mammoth breasts contained within a black satin bra. Mrs. North leans her chest as far forward toward you face as possible without toppling over and begins to shake her chest at you. All the while skillfully removing her shirt and tossing it over to where her jacket has been resting in the corner.

This is easily a million times better than you could have ever hoped your first time would be, but you can't help but wonder about Mrs. North's cock. You have to know if the rumors are true. You need to know. As the principal stands pack up, you move your seat further again, placing your hands on the edge of the desk. "Oh my! not content just looking anymore, are you, Dougie?" she coyly asks you. You reply, "No ma'am". Mrs. North looks down at you, as if weighing whether or not she's willing to let you touch her. She squats down in her heels, placing her face above your head still, but almost face to face. "Tell you what, how about you help me get the last few pieces off?" You rapidly nod your head up and down. "I thought you might like that" she says, beginning to stand back up. She first sticks her right foot out, implicitly suggesting you take her shoe off for her. You reach out and remove it, carefully tossing it to the existing pile of the principal's clothes. After doing the other shoe, Mrs. North gestures for you to move away from the desk.

You move your chair back, just a bit further away than its initial position. As you turn around, Mrs. North does a small hop off her desk, landing just in front of it. She uses her index finger to beckon you closer, slowly turning around as you step back over. You immediately go for that bra. Those have got to be some of the largest breasts you've ever seen, and you can't wait to see how big they are once they're not contained by any sort of garment. Deliberately, you undo the clasps, two at a time until all 8 are undone, and the straps swing free. Carefully placing your hands on the principal's shoulders, you spread your fingers and slide the shoulder straps off Mrs. North, then toss it aside.

The principal's breasts are massive and somewhat pale. You can tell she doesn't get much sun anywhere but her face, arms, and legs, but it gives the plush orbs a creamy glow all their own. Gently, you caress them, listening to Mrs. North's soft moans of delight. Due to her height, you have to reach down slightly to fondle her breasts, but you know the real prize is still further south. You wrap one arm further around Mrs. North's front, clumsily holding both titanic breasts with your left arm. You both know where that other hand is going, and you feel the principal brace herself, lightly clenching muscles. You gingerly place one hand on her crotch, feeling everything through the silky merino wool skirt. You can tell she's huge. Not just long, but her girth also puts her in a league of her own. you begin to gently massage in a circular pattern, working your way lower each time. You graze one of her balls. Just like the rest of her endowments, it's absolutely colossal. It's easily the size of a grapefruit, but a bit softer.

"you're an eager slut, aren't you, Dougie" She coos at you. "Sit down and close your eyes" Mrs. North instructs you. You do as you're told, eagerly awaiting the principal's final reveal. With your eyes shut tightly, you can't see anything, but you can still hear the rustling of clothing, and, ripping? "Stand up and open your eyes, Doug". You do as the principal tells you, and as soon as you see her, your jaw drops involuntarily.

Mrs. North is standing on top of her desk again, but this time, she's completely nude. You almost can't figure out where to begin. First, you take in her glorious breasts, hanging freely and resting against her upper abdomen. They actually spread out a bit wider than her own torso. It's truly amazing. However, they are nothing compared to her cock. It is in fact everything you've ever heard it was. As the principal stands with her hands on her hips and feet shoulder width apart, her member just hangs there. It literally looks like a length of PVC pipe that you'd buy from a hardware store. At a minimum of 3 feet long, it hangs down to mid calf, gently swaying with any movement of Mrs. North's hips. It's wide too, easily 5 inches in diameter. As your eyes come back up towards her face, you see her balls were as big as they felt like they'd be. They hang gently, proudly sticking out on either side of Mrs. North's gargantuan dick.

The time has come to either put up, or shut up. You knew the principal was hung, you just didn't know HOW hung she was. You've already agreed to go though with this though, so now the only question is how to start this party.