Cleaning the girls out and being changed

You knelt behind Mia and looked at her pussy, cum still dripping free from it from the pounding that Vincent had just given her. You licked you lips, practically drooling at the idea of what you were about to do. Which felt a little odd, but...

Regardless, you dived in. Your tongue explored her folds and began lapping out the cum. You knew Luke and Wilson were doing the same thing you were. You raised your hands to Mia's thighs and spread them apart as she writhed at your oral skills. It was nice she was enjoying it, not that pleasuring her was the main goal. You needed to get all of that cum out of her.

"Oh fuck," Mia said, fighting to clamp her thighs around your head. "That's so good. Babe, you... you need to realize something is screwed up here right? This isn't normal."

Ignoring her, you kept lapping at her pussy. You felt her fingers work into and through your hair, strands wrapping around her fingers. "Wha-?" she started asking something, but a little tongue work pushed her over the edge to an orgasm. You didn't give her a chance to recover and just kept licking her and swallowing down the cum you extracted as you did. It tasted so fucking good. Something about the mix of Mia's juices and cum was just heavenly.

Continuing to dig in, you lapped the last of the cum out and then stood up, looking down at Mia as she breathed hard, still recovering from her orgasms. You brushed some hair that had been messed up by her behind your ears and waited for her to recover. Finally, she looked up and her eyes widened. "Brian?"

"Wow, did the boys and I fry your brain. It's Brianna babe," you said, looking down at yourself. You were wearing your usual style of clothes, a tight gray top that left a bit of your stomach exposed (showing off your hot new belly button piercing) and plenty of cleavage from your D cup breasts. A pair of low rise jeans that were tight enough that you could have a bit of camel toe in the right conditions, and some canvas sneakers.

"Wh-what happened to you?"

"Um, nothing?" you asked. "But we do need to get to class. Let's go." You looked to the sides and saw that Lucy and Willow had finished with Elsa and Amanda, too. Great timing. You helped Mia straighten out her clothes and then took her hand, guiding her out of the cafeteria.