Ask your father take Heather's virginity

"I guess I could ask him..." You sigh with resignation, knowing your father would likely jump at the chance to bang Heather, but also knowing you'll likely be eating your father's load out of your former friend's cunt in the near future as a result. He only uses your pussy when he's very drunk and almost always 'accidentally' deposits his seed inside you without bothering to pull out, even as he apologizes about it. Since he started drinking every day over the summer, just for an excuse to piss down your throat more frequently, he's been wasting a dose inside you nearly every night, practically pushing deeper to fire into your cervix, lost forever inside the depths of your womb. Not that you mind very much, often wrapping your legs around him too tightly for him to pull out anyway. After spending all day drinking with him, you're just happy when he's not using your uterus as a urinal immediately afterwards, since he does that pretty regularly these days as well.

"Yay! Ohmygod I'm so EXCITED! What's it like? Does it hurt? Is it better than anal? I didn't like the anal at first cause it hurt so much, but since that double penetration I cum so hard every time someone uses my ass! ESPECIALLY if they go in dry! It totally hurts but it feels so gooooood... Is that what it's like in the pussy?" Heather gushes with excitement as you reach the exit of the back hallway.

"Hey, Cumrag! You're late!" One of your friends shouts as he sees you walk out the back door of the school towards the picnic table where they always congregate, Heather still following closely behind. "Who's your friend?"

"Oh, she's not... that's uh... Her name is Heat..." You begin stammering out as you approach while the three boys stare you down. Your 'friends' are mostly just three guys that make a habit of exclusively fucking you at school or when they're bored, which is a high commodity these days, since most girls only manage to find a single 'boyfriend' willing to give them doses during school, like your friend Maria. You go to great lengths to keep them happy to keep this sweet deal working.

*AHEM* "What did you say, Cumrag?" The largest one, Matt, interrupts you by sticking up his hand. He tends to be the leader of the group from sheer size in height, weight, and cock, but his dominance tends to be undercut by an anime shirt two sizes too small for his rotund body.

You wince, mostly forgetting your role as Cumrag over the long summer, but really not wanting to do something so embarrassing in front of another girl. You close your eyes for a second as you get into character then open them wide, slightly crossed with your tongue out, to do something your friends call 'ahegao', whatever that means. You have no idea why any of this would be a turn on, but you're **** to do it anyway.

"Uuuwuu! Cumrug sowwy! Cumrag late cause Cumrag too stoopid! Cumrag need cummies to be smarterer!" You say in a ridiculous high pitched anime voice as you kneel down in front of them like they expect from you. The loose group of friends are mostly nerds, so naturally they're huge weebs, forcing you to act like an insane hentai character if you want any of their medicine, carefully explaining what you need to do, you since you don't watch that shit. Your lack of shared interests doesn't really interfere with your friendship, however, since they rarely include you in their geeky conversations while using your holes.

"That's more like it, Cumrag. Here, I'll allow you clean my cock for me." Matt declares, enjoying the feeling of dominating you as he plops his filthy dick onto your outstretched tongue. "I haven't washed it in a month!"

"Mmmm! Oh, thank you, Master! Cumrag loves dirty cocks!" You squeal with as much enthusiasm you can muster for the disgusting job at hand, quickly getting to work licking up the gunk Heath's cockhead without so much as a wince. You look up to show him what you collected with a smile as you roll it around your tongue, giving him a chance to spit in your open mouth with approval before gulping it down and quickly going back for more.

You're getting quite used to lapping clean the penis of nearly every man you run into these days, practically as a way of greeting them. Most men you meet are too spent all the time to agree to give a donation when asked directly, but almost none can resist when a cute young girl asks to clean their cock, often finding themselves in the mood to donate as a way of saying thanks if you do a good job. You still end up cleaning around five cocks for every one donation, but if you hang out at the right spot you can clean thirty or forty stranger's cocks a day, leading to six to eight loads you wouldn't have gotten otherwise. And if you ask in front of the Men's room, they often give you something to drink as well, making it worth the effort.

Since your father and brother know you always ask to clean them, trying to guilt them into a donation, they seem to be competing for who can get you to lick the filthiest cock, often going out of their way to make it worse. You don't mind anymore, finding it pretty relaxing, if not fun, taking a disgustingly dirty penis and making it sparkling clean with only your mouth, especially if you're drunk on piss. At this point you can tell whether your father just pulled out of the ass of your mom or his secretary from the flavor alone; Matt's unwashed member is almost delicious in comparison.

"Bro! You haven't showered in a MONTH? No wonder you fuckin' stink, man!" Kyle exclaims, performatively pinching his nose and kicking his friend in the butt as you continue to dutifully clean him with long licks down the shaft around the entire circumference. You wonder if you're getting used to the pungent nerd's smell, since you didn't even notice any difference.

"Man, chill out.... Cumrag's cleaning me off..." Matt whines, guiding your head by the hair to his musky balls and laying his wet cock on your face. You look up at him lustfully around the meat between your eyes as you tuck his testicles between your cheeks and begin scrubbing his scrotum from inside your mouth.

"She's not cleaning your armpits, you disgusting fuck. You wreak, even for you." Kyle fires back, still overacting his repulsion.

"She could..." Matt begins, causing you to shudder at the thought. You hope someone at least gives you some piss before forcing you to tongue bathe the entire fat nerd's unwashed body, but you've done worse sober.

"Ugh, you've hogged her enough! Come here, Cumrag." Kyle demands as he violently yanks you away from Matt by the hair and deposits his own limp dick into your mouth for cleaning, causing them to fight briefly over your head while Bazzle meekly tries to stop them from getting violent.

"I can clean your cock for you if you want!" Heather chimes in and all four of you look at her with surprise, having practically having forgot she's there as the boys have their usual morning fight over your skull, like nearly every morning last semester.

"Psh, you sure your boyfriend won't mind?" Kyle asks, gesturing to the piece of duct tape on her cunt by running his finger along it. The nerds are extremely wary of any girls with taped pussies, since it tends to be a sign of a jealous boyfriend and they tend to get beat up for far less.

"Oh, you wouldn't know him... He, uh, goes to another school." Heather lies, trying to sound confident as she kneels beside you to take care of Kyle while you finish cleaning Matt.

Kyle smiles smugly as the busty blonde gags repeatedly as she gently licks the skinny teen's much less filthy cock while Matt lays his entire package on your face so you can reach his sweaty taint with your tongue. Heather does her best to do a good job, but since this is her first semester at school since turning eighteen, she clearly hasn't taken her introductory Cock Cleaning class while you already passed Advanced Cock Cleaning last year, having a knack for it.

"I... I, uh, made you a gift, Sarah..." Bazzle mumbles out as he watches you finish your expert tongue bathing of his friend, hoping to get some attention for himself before you switch to sucking him off.

"Who the fuck is Sarah? Her name is Cumrag, Baz." Matt scolds him, not releasing his grip on your hair and pushing his cock into your mouth as he disregards the meek nerd and begins jerking himself off with your head.

"But the bell is about to ring already..." Bazzle whines, quickly beginning to tear up at being bullied by his own friends along with everyone else at school. Kyle and Matt don't really like him much, but he has the best stuff and the biggest house, so if they want to play games and watch anime on his massive television while fucking you, then they have to be somewhat nice to him.

"Psh, fine, you baby. Let me at least dry off." Matt scoffs, quickly wiping your saliva off his cock by gruffly rubbing it on your face, then practically throws your head at Bazzle's crotch when he's done.

"Hey!" Baz shouts, narrowly avoiding having his balls smashed by your flying skull. He picks you up gently and offers you his penis to clean while smiling down at you happily. You're happy he's so nice to you, but you wish you could just suck his cock without getting hit on all the time. You take him into your mouth and begin dutifully scrubbing his cockhead with your tongue anyway.

"As I was saying... I made you a gift over the summer... Here!" He presents you with a water bottle filled to the brim with a cloudy white mixture that you recognize instantly and you immediately perk up a little, touched by the gesture. "I saved my doses for you all summer to make it!" He bends down and whispers slightly, "I even peed in it for you."

Your face lights up immediately at this, not quite surprised the nerd couldn't get laid and saved his spunk all summer, but shocked that he would spike it for you. A bit like your dorkiest friend bought you a coffee, then told you he put in a little vodka; it's an incredibly daring thing to do for someone so timid.

"Wow, I can't believe it! Thank you, Bazzle!" You say, dropping the Cumrag routine to show your genuine appreciation. You thought you'd have to go through the whole day sober and you'd kill for someone to piss in your mouth right now.

"Yeah, I can't believe it either!" Kyle interrupts snidely. He pulls a water bottle twice the size of Bazzle's out of his backpack and offers it to you. "I saved up for you this summer too."

You inspect the bottle, clearly filled to the brim with mostly urine, not more than one or two doses of actual medicine floating inside, not that it bothered you much; if Baz gave you spiked coffee, Kyle just gave you the whole bottle. You can barely contain your excitement, sick of going through all this **** you would normally enjoy, if you weren't so damn sober. You were beginning to think you'd have to sneak into the men's room like all the other addicts, but the teachers have been trying to crack down on it extra hard this year. You're elated to have such thoughtful friends.

"What you doing?! She'll get caught with that for sure! I don't want her getting suspended!" Bazzle complains in a terse whisper, trying to hide the massive bottle of piss with his body before one of the teachers sees you with it.

"Relax, Baz. She can chug the whole thing before the bell rings."

"There's no way she can drink that much in five minutes, Kyle!" Bazzle snaps back, gesturing to his own bottle of cum.

"I can help!" Heather chirps up from below Kyle, slightly muffled by his balls in her mouth.

"Yeah, this slut can drink yours, Baz" Kyle laughs, slapping Heather in the face with his cock several times as she continues to sloppily wash his scrotum with her tongue in her amateurish way.

"That's Sarah's gift!" Bazzle complains, still hoping to watch his crush guzzle an entire bottle of his cum. "She can decide."

You think about it for a moment. Heather likely has no tolerance for piss and you desperately want to drink the larger bottle anyway, but you'd hate to break Bazzle's heart and you could really use the medicine.