Alice's year

Alice. Female. 20 years old. Long blonde hair, fair skin, sharp blue eyes.

It wasn't her first day. Alice had already been attending the school for a few months. Going through lectures and getting closer to her final degree. While she found most lectures fun, or at least interesting there was one thing she really lived for.

The school had opportunities to practice most common sports, like soccer, volleyball, ice hockey, baseball, but the thing that made the school unique was that, as with everything the school touched, it was corrupted. Alice had her eyes on the tennis school Championship since before the year even began. For days upon days she had practiced. Switching out the real cartridges with duds, to keep herself safe, and about halfway through the program the Championship was due...

The day of her first match she, woke up hungry. It wasn't anything worrying, but it was a detail she'd use as an excuse if she'd perform poorly this day. She had herself a few extra glasses of water as well, because she knew it was most likely going to be needed. As she packed her white cotton sports clothes, consisting of a t-shirt, a pair of shorts, her tennis shoes and knee-high socks, to save her knees from scratches were she to fall. Alice's most important piece of gear, however was a peculiar contraption akin to a climbing harness. Slightly rough black straps to tie around the waist and around the upper thighs. Crucial to the sport was the strap going from the front of the waist against the groin and connecting to the other strap on the back.

On said strap was the most important part. A phallic instrument for insemination. The goal of the sport was to not use it, but then again one would be triggered at the end of every match. As the harness would be put on the rubbery length would with the help of a generous amount of lube be inserted into the wearers vagina. They were custom made so that the tip of the phallus would poke through the cervix when the wearer was aroused, something that would be accomplished by the numerous vibrating parts molded into the phallus along with the sample ejector and the wireless activator.

As Alice got to the school's arena, she felt nervous for the first time since her first lecture with Mr. Johnson. The moment she entered the changing room and she heard the crowd, the stress hit her for real. She got out of her clothes and weighed the harness in her hands, when she felt a sharp stinging on her bare buttock.

"Ready for your big day, Alice?" she heard a familiar voice say.

As she turned around she saw her boyfriend standing there. Stealing a kiss from him, she felt the calmness he radiated. He was sure she would win, and it showed. After all, she had been training all year long. As she let her kiss go, he pulled her back in and they shared a moment of passion for real. Her naked body pressed hard against his clothes and her nipples stinged a little.

"I got you your magical witchy potions as well." he teased as they finally let go.

"It's not magic, Jack! It's science!" Alice laughed.

It was a small glass vial full of a bubbly black liquid as well as a similar small vial containing a slightly gooey white liquid. The black one was derived from the exotic Makohkus plant, and had numerous exciting effects. Among them were higher alertness, better concentration, higher libido and induced ovulation as well as spontaneous lactation, numbness to pain and higher sensitivity to pleasure.

In the white vial was a fresh sperm sample, provided by the opposing team. It was the linchpin keeping the game interesting. Given to the playing girls by the opposing team's boyfriend or guy friend. It was the consequence of losing.

Before putting on the tennis harness Alice poured the sperm into the sample ejector and sealed it with the activator. If she were to lose the match, she would know it when the ball hit the ground. Magnetic sensors in the ball would wirelessly activate the release mechanism inside of her and her opponent's boyfriend's semen would be instantly be **** into her ovulating body, through her painlessly opened cervix.

After filling her harness she had her boyfriend lube her up. He put the bottle of lube to her lower lips and squeezed hard, spurting lube up her pussy far enough to let the phallus glide in effortlessly. He then ran his finger up her slit slowly and caught a rogue drop as it leaked out. Her pussy was smooth as the regulations demanded and as the drop of lube hit Jack's finger he pushed it inside of her. Alice yelped in surprise as he **** some lube out of her.

"Sorry, darling. I couldn't resist." he told her.

A moment after she got up and he helped her get into the harness, and part of the harness into her. She had a bit of pain as the phallus pressed onto her cervix, but then she remembered the black vial. With a gulp it was gone and so was the pain. She could without difficulty relax herself and with a bit of pressure from underneath, again with the help of her bf, the dildo penetrated her to her deepest parts. She had a bit of trouble breathing and some trouble moving her legs as she wanted, but in a while the potion had relaxed her to the point she didn't notice it.

Before dressing, she kissed Jack one last time and then he left. She got into her shorts, with a bit of difficulty. With the harness on, the fabric hugged her butt even tighter than normal. She bent down and pulled her socks on all the way to her knees. It was the easiest way to protect her knees without the extra weight of padding. As she stepped into and tied her shoes she felt her heartrate increase again. It was almost time. And as she pulled the t-shirt over her head and down over her bust she felt the arousal grow more eccentric within her. She pulled her hair back and tied it up, so it wouldn't distract her. She knew what game she was playing. Alice walked out of the changing room and passed Jack, who gave her her racket, and then the sun was in her eyes and suddenly...

Suddenly she was on the tennis court. The sun glared above her and cast a small shadow under her. On the other side of the net her darkhaired opponent stared at her. She seemed to have a strong arm, and her face was sharp. Her eyes glowed with passion and aggression, but her feet were a bit wobbly.

Alice felt the eyes of the immense crowd of people on her. Her matte white cotton clothes were the only thing keeping their eyes off of her ladybits as no underwear was allowed. Her nose itched and she alleviated the itch with the back of her racket. Alice looked back at Jack and gave him a slight nod, before turning to look at her opponent again. Her hips were pretty wide and her chest was almost just as wide. Behind her by her coach stood her boyfriend. Fuck! Alice thought. He'd get me pregnant regardless of ovulation potions...

The young man looked to be about 19, and he was bald. His skin was like the finest milk chocolate and his eyes were piercing. Alice could also see the man's hard cock reach towards his knee inside his pants. But she couldn’t afford to get distracted. As soon as she cleared her head, a whistle was blown and a ball was tossed.

A ball that decided who got the first serve. A potential advantage.