Ask for a cookie

Immediately feel your stomach growling. They look delicious. "Sure, I'd love one Ms. Miller!"

She was overjoyed. Handing you one, she asks you to sit down on the sofa, so that you could talk about what happened today. "Now, Doug. What you said today was a very, very incendiary comment, and I was shocked that you would say something like that!" She towered over you, and you could smell that she hadn't showered yet. You look up at her, and say, "I'm sorry, Ms. Miller, but I was just saying what I believed in. I didn't think that it would be so hurtful to everyone." She smiled at you, while you finished the cookie. It was oddly delicious, and you felt yourself wanting more. "It was very brave of you, Doug, but you need to learn that your actions have consequences." She was now rubbing your back a little roughly, with an outline of her bulge appearing in her stretched yoga pants. "I called you here today for some academic support, but first, you need to understand that there is some discipline involved with you being here." You tried to shy away, but you felt yourself oddly tired and incapable of moving. Time seemed to have slowed down, with the clock ticking at almost half of its normal pace. "Doug, do you know why Basil II was called Basil the Bitch?" You couldn't even open your mouth, you were so woozy. Ms. Miller gets up and picks you up, slinging you over her shoulder. "It's because his wife turned him into a ****." The last words of her sentence seemed to drift off, as you closed your eyes and fell asleep, into a warm state.

Cold. That was the next feeling that hit you as you were abruptly woken up from being... ****? You don't know, but what you do know now is that you can't see anything. You're blindfolded, and seemingly laying on a soft surface.The air is thick, acidic, and somewhat tinged with the scent of shit. Your mouth is dry, having been kept open for seemingly hours. You cant hear or see anything, but you can feel a heavy weight on your face, and a slight moaning in the background. As you struggle, the weight is lifted off of you, and you can breathe easier. Your blindfold was removed. "Ah, Dougie, I didn't think you were ever gonna wake up! I see you're a deep sleeper." Ms. Miller stood on top of you, naked, with her ass in your face. "Now, seeing as we'll recreate some scenes from Basil II; what happened first during him being turned into a **** Basil having to lick the asshole of his wife. We've been at this for about 45 minutes, but seeing as you just woke up, I'm going to continue on for a bit." Her ass then dropped back onto your face, spreading her cheeks so that you could lick it properly. She grinded on your head, moaning and letting loose a few farts, allowing your tongue to stick deeper up her hole. Prior to her having gained a few feet and hundred pounds, this wouldn't have been a problem. But now, with all the extra weight, the smell of her ass, and the pressure on your head was almost too much to bear. Ms. Miller seemed to get a sense of this, as she lifted up off of you, moaning the entire way. "Now, Basil was intent on not becoming a **** at first. But his wife was very... creative in how she turned him into hers." You feel the weight shift on the bed as Ms. Miller moves back a little, revealing her massive 17in. cock. She had a blonde forest of pubic hair, and was dripping with precum. "Doug, I want to warn you that my cock is very, very thick, and very smelly. You're going to gag, and have to open your throat a bit. If you ****, that will only turn me on more, so it's imperative that you keep quiet while I seed your throat."

You look at her massive penis, uncut, with her balls dangling in her face. Do you listen to her, and open your mouth like a good ****, or do you resist, and clamp your gullet?