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"You seem fine to me." The nurse finished looking at my ribs and then shook her head. "You may or may not be a dirty perverted ****, but this was completely unnecessary. Eric has been sent to Mathew's office, don't you worry about it." She rubbed her finger along my cheek. "You think you can stay in class today?"

I nodded. "Yeah, I'll be fine. You don't think I'm a ****?" I asked curiously.

"All I've heard are rumors. I'm not a high school student, I rely on more evidence than just the chattering of a few sophomores to convince me of something. Innocent until proven guilty right?" She smiled. Nurse Martell was quite a plain looking Asian woman. I had been to her twice and she was always pleasant.

"Right, thanks Nurse." I said. "I think I'll head to Cartwright's class now."

"Nope, you are going to Mathews office too. She said it would be quick." I took the slip and grabbed my bag. "Don't worry, I'm sure you're fine." She said smiling.

I walked out of her office to the main office, it wasn't far. Inside, Eric was surrounded by officer Rose and Martinez. He glared at me as I walked passed him into Mathews office. "Umm, Principal Mathews?"

"Kenway." She was not pleased. "Sit." I walked in and sat down. She sighed and leaned over her desk. "I...I don't know what to do. Getting into a fight? Really?" I blinked. Wait, that's why I was here?

"If it helps, Eric started it." I said. She nodded.

"Yes and Eric is being dealt with, as you can see. Are you really gonna sit there and tell me you weren't part of the fight in anyway?" Heh, she got me there.

"No. I was." I said.

"So, I need to get through to you again." I got excited.

"You're gonna titfuck me like you said?" I asked eagerly.

"I think we're beyond that at this point. No, no. I need to really get through to you. For the next three weeks, I will be your free use cow." She said plainly. I wasn't quite sure what that meant.

"Umm. Free use cow?"

"That's right. I want you to come in here once a day and play with my breasts HOWEVER you want. Squeeze them, lick them, take a drink, whatever you need to do to feel better. Does that sound good? I will be like your free use cow." She said proudly. "I just thought of that, does that work?"

"Oh yeah, that works. Only, cows don't wear clothes." I pointed to her outfit and she looked up in horror.

"You're absolutely right, John." She quickly started to undress, throwing her blouse and skirt to the floor. She followed up with her panties and then her shoes. She stood before me completely naked. I smiled and moved forward to hold her breasts.

"Mmmm, that's nice. You have a nice body for a cow." I said. She smiled up at me.

"Good I'm..."

"Shhh. Cows don't talk do they?" This was getting me very hard. Something about this was hitting me just right.

She looked into my eyes and understood. "Mooooooo." She let out, a low guttural moan. I smiled and looked into her eyes.

"Ah, that brain is still working in there. Cows don't think do they? Cows are passive." I said. I actually saw her eyes glaze over a little and I smiled. I put a hand onto her back and applied gentle pressure. "Cows walk on four legs, not two." She dropped obediently at my touch and soon, I had a naked, busty, cow sitting on the floor in front of me. "There's a good cow."

I walked around her, inspecting her body. I hefted her breasts under her chest and I squeezed and pinched them. She mooed once again. I moved behind her and gripped her ass. She turned around quickly. "Uh, John. Just my breasts, I'm a cow not a slut." She said softly. I laughed and nodded.

"Of course, my bad." She returned to her forward facing position and I got on top of her and reached down to juggle her titties. "There's a good cow." I said. She moaned again. My options were just severely limited so I decided to get that tit fuck anyways. I walked her over to the couch in her office and I sat down, my big cock erect before her. "Cow, I want my cock encased in your big udders." I said. She got up and started smooshing her big soft fleshy tits around my cock. It felt wonderful.

I playfully pinched and pulled on her teats and soon, white streams of milk started to leak and then pour out of her nipples. I rubbed it up between her tits and she coated my cock with it. I ran my fingers through her hair and I started bucking my hips between her tits, bouncing them on my lap.

"You're gonna leave my cum load on these tits for the rest of the day aren't you?" She mooed in agreement. "Good girl." I felt my orgasm come on very gently and I started to pump hot semen onto her boobs. I bucked my hips through her cleavage to get all of it out and now her tits and my cock were both covered in milk and cum. I stood up over her and shook my cock off onto her face. "Thanks cow." I said.

"Was that good, or do you want more?"

"Well if I can't enjoy my cow's pussy, then yeah I'm good. Write me a note for Cartwright." I said, I was about 25 minutes late to class. She got up.

"Of course." She wrote it and handed it to me. "Have a good day."

"Thanks." I walked out and pulled my sticky cock back into my pants. I smiled at Debbie as I left. She did not look happy with me.

Fervor about my actions in the locker room had died down considerably. I only got one girl who said "****" under her breath, but nobody kissed me or anything. I figured I would have to do it again to get that attention back.

Cartwright was in the middle of speaking when I showed up. "Oh look who it is. Finally decided to show up huh?" I walked up to the front and handed her the note.

"Sorry, I was...cumming on Mathews udders." I said softly. She held the note and then looked up at me with a sinister grin. She ripped up the note and threw it in the trash.

"You're late." She reaffirmed. She sat on her front table and pointed at the floor before her. "Kneel." My heart was racing, this was...corruption. She was punishing me anyway and she knew it. Holy shit. This was...real? I got down on my knees in front of her, not looking back at the class. She used her perfect little foot to lift my face up to hers. "Start stroking."

"Okay."

"Yes, Mistress." She corrected me. My cock was raging hard now. Oh she was getting into this.

"Yes, Mistress." I said with all my lust. She grinned evilly and then put her foot in front of my mouth. "Kiss me." I understood and began kissing her toes.

I was delicate, and slow with my kisses, making sure to get every toe, every little strap on her heels. She moaned and bit her lip while I switched to my tongue. I stroked my cock which was very hard again and I felt her move so her other foot could play with my head. "That's it. Serve your mistress, boy." She said sweetly from above.

The visage of this tiny blonde woman holding this much power over me was intoxicating. I had realized yesterday that I would probably get into femdom through this new life, it was happening quicker than I thought.

"Umm. Didn't he have a pass from Mathews?" I heard a female student speak, but I couldn't see who it was.

"What?" Cartwright looked terrified. I heard footsteps coming toward us and then I saw Jessica Harper walking to the trash can by the teacher's desk.

"This, you tore this up! He had a note and you lied to him." Jessica came over and grabbed my shoulders. "Come on, John. Get up." I got up with her help, my cock still in my hands. "This is really fucked up. Yesterday was borderline and now this? Are you okay sweetheart?" She asked very sweetly to me. I almost laughed at her concern.

"Yeah, I'm... fine." I said, not sure what else to say. Jessica took my hand and lead me toward the door.

"I filmed that so if you even THINK about getting us in trouble I will have you ass bitch!" Jessica shouted and then she pulled me outside to the back of the school.