By the one of the goth girls.

Diane decided she'd sit by a new face today, one of the futas not currently inside someone or getting a fresh serving of thick cum. She was pale, had dark black lipstick, black cascading hair with dark purple highlights, her left eye hidden by a bang, and mascara. It contrasted nicely with the standard blue uniform of the academy. She seemed rather lonely sitting so far from all the action and Diane figured she could try to brighten someone's morning.

"Mind if I sit here?" Diane asked once she came over, speaking louldy to be heard over the rest of the noise.

She shrugged. "I don't own it."

As Diane sat down, she noticed the girl's cock was actually reached up to poke right between her breasts to point she could easily kiss her own tip if she wanted to. It even twitched and made a little wet spot on her shirt too. Diane broke her concentration from that to swallow her cereal and ask, "So what's your name?"

"Alana." She replied lazily. "You?"

"Diane. Pleasure to meet you."

"Yeah." Alana clearly wasn't the enthusiastic type but she wasn't negative at least. Diane also noticed how the girl kept stealing glances towards her right leg, where her cock bulged inside her leggings. She fidgeted in her and let out a barely noticeable throaty moan as her cock moved in her shirt, probably slapping between those plump breasts.

While they sat and ate their breakfast in silence, Diane wondered if she should help Alana out. She was clearly very pent up despite her demeanor and she was probably shy. Or maybe Diane was reading too much into it?

Still, seeing all these other futas fuck each other's asses, suck dicks, and eat pussy around them wasn't helping. But Diane liked food too.

Hmm.