End game with Miss Hudson

Jason walked along behind Stacy, distinctly watching her ass sway back and forth as they both moved across the hall. He felt much more confident in his position than when the two first arrived, Miss Hudson was against him, Stacy was against him but he felt that he could take them both on now. He smiled to himself, if he was honest, he didn't think they stood a chance.

"There you are Jason!" Miss Hudson sternly reprimanded her student. "You should know that missing this meeting is not optional or should we add your bad punctuality to the list hmm?" She crossed her arms across her well endowed chest.

Stacy's perked up at the tone of Miss Hudson's words.

"Oh is there a problem with Jason's behaviour? She asked, almost excitedly.

"Oh yes, we'll get into that in great detail" Said Miss Hudson to Jason's want to be parent. "You must be... Mrs Anderson or other guardian?"

Stacy Smiled broadly at Miss Hudson. "It's other and please just call me Stacy" She reached across and shook Miss Hudson's hand with gusto before settling in her seat and fishing her phone out her bag.

Miss Hudson brushed her skirt down to sit in her seat before she stopped, noticing Jason coming around to her side of the table.

"Jason! Take your seat please!" She pointed to the empty chair next to Stacy with a scowl.

Jason ignored her request as he stood next to his nemesis of a teacher, she was fairly tall and wore moderate heals, easily bringing her eye to eye with Jason as he squared up to her.

"One last time, Please go easy on me" He asked smiling, slowly cupping Hudson's large bosom with both hands through her blouse, enjoying the weight as they shifted up and down. Miss Hudson's features darkened at his request.

"I will not Jason for the last time!" She barked. "Now take your seat, I will not tolerate you trying to control this situation to your advantage any more!" She was angry at him like normal, although if he would have groped her like he was doing without the earrings, it would be on another level.

"Okay then..." Jason cheerily told her before he stepped back, loudly cleared his throat and hocked up a wad of spit, gobbing it at her feet. Miss Hudson's eyes flicked down to the small slat on the floor with disgust.

"'Dinner time', 'Dinner time'" Jason told his teacher.

From her standing position she instantly fell to her knees, dusting up her long skirt. Bending forward she placed her palms on the floor, she lowered her face and lapped his spittle off the ground in repeated licks.

"You still think you are in control don't you?" Jason teased her as he nudged her busy head with his shoe. "You just can't see what's going on..."

"Jason, sit down please. I want to hear what she has to say!" Stacy complained, also ignoring the gross display the teacher was performing.

"Alright" Jason admitted shrugging his shoulders. "This should be good anyway" He said, moving round past Stacy and sitting down in his designated chair.

Mrs Hudson appeared from the floor, a disgusted look on her face as she smacked her lips.

"Well, now we got that out the way, where to start..." Miss Hudson muttered to herself, shifting papers around, slipping back onto her chair. "Well I think a good place to start would be his behaviour." SAs she said this she turned to Stacy, engaging her in eye contact, lacing her fingers together, placing them on the table. She leaned forward, her expression becoming very grave.

"Oh yes!" Stacy agreed as she gave her phone one last check before placing it on the table, also leaning forward and holding her hands under her chin.

"Well as you probably know, Jason has a bit of an attitude problem." Miss Hudson Started.

"Oh yes, That I can agree with!" Stacy shot Jason a sideways glance.

"Jason has repeated shown me and some of his peers disrespect. On multiple occasions he has dragged his feet to carry out simple requests." Miss Hudson added, her face deadly serious.

Jason couldn't remember giving his class mates grief but he did talk back to her on serval times, mainly when he felt he was being singled out unfairly.

"...And it's not just verbal rebuffs, he has intentionally written notes to me in his work. Look here..." Miss Hudson fished out one of his exercise books and started to flick through.

Jason knew what she was going on about, an assignment he wrote in next to no time at all because he didn't do it the night before, mainly on account of Stacy making his life miserable at home. There was a fight, he got little sleep, then had even less brain power to quickly do the assignment in the morning. It was a bad piece of work Jason admitted for sure but Miss Hudson really dragged him over the coals for it. He scribbled out a lot of her criticisms and rebuffed some of her marking in his book, when she saw he did that she got him way more detention that was really warranted.

"Ah here it is" Miss Hudson sparked up as she opened the book wide then turned it round to Stacy. Eager to get dirt on Jason, Stacy raised her butt off her chair and leant forward across the table to get a good look.

"Look here.." She tapped the page. "I am marking his work as his teacher, I do not expect to to have my authority questioned like this..." Miss Hudson's hand deftly held a lidded pen, pointing to lines of scrawled text.

"Yes, yes I see" Stacy said, eyes bulging, taking in every detail. "Jason is his own worse enemy sometimes!" She told the teacher agreeing with her. "Is there any more like this?"

Miss Hudson's eyebrows raised, then a smile broke out across her lips.

"Well, yes actually, as you can see here on the next page." Miss Hudson flicked over a leaf of paper. "There are more notes he scrawled in the side, in a way to pre-empt me to not mark him down."

"Hmmm" Stacy perused the book, adsorbing it all. Miss Hudson took Stacy's interest well, quickly rising from her seat she bent her body across the table across, turning the book halfway so both women can read as she pointed out more wrong doings.

"Look at you two" Jason cut in. "You could be best friends with how you are bonding over hating me."

Miss Hudson glanced up at him.

"This is in your own best interest Jason!" She snapped then turned to Stacy. "Do you see what I mean? He is like this in all his classes!"

"I know, he is like this at home..." Stacy agreed.

Both women, both pains in Jason's side, looked down on him, starring a disappointed look.

"Damn, why don't you two just make out already?" Jason threw his hands up at the scene.

Miss Hudson sighed at the out burst and shook her head.

"You are not making things better for yourself, 'young man'" Stacy Grumbled.

Jason scowled at her 'Young man' comment. That always got to him. "No I mean it." he rebuffed her. "Kisses."

Stacy rolled her eyes and turned to the teacher in her close proximity, slowly bringing one hand up to Miss Hudson's face. Her slender fingers gently pulling the others chin, turning the educator's head to her. Miss Hudson didn't fight it or even acknowledge it as her eyes fell to the book once more, scanning back and forth. As Stacy slowly leaned in, Hudson also shortened the distance, their lips meeting with a little peck. Then several more as they both turned their attention to the book.

"Muah- Ah!" Miss Hudson exclaimed after a quick kiss making Stacy retreat for half a second before pushing her lips against hers again. "Here -Mwah- This is -Muah- One more -MMM- Exam -UMMA- Ple."

Stacy understood her interrupted speech, turning her eyes to the passage Hudson was showing her, although they both had to strain their eyes a little as their heads refused to turn away from each other's lips.

"Here" Hudson quickly said in-between kisses, she pointed with her hand. "Here!" She repeated while pointing to something else. Her speech pattern had adapted to the game, communicating efficiently to Stacy what to look for. Stacy did not bother replying with words, only nodding her head up and down with an affirmative 'Mmhmm' as they smooched.

"You guys are too good at this" Jason said in mock defeat. "I should turn up the difficulty a little. 'Kisses'"

Stacy moaned a complaint as she stood up straight, grabbing the teacher with both arms. An open mouthed kiss let their tongues gently massage each other as they leant over the table, meeting in the middle.

Hudson's eyes did their best to look back behind her, hands slapping around at her pile of Jason's work. She managed to retrieve a test sheet, it could have been any one as she marked him low on all of them.

"MMMMhmhm!" Hudson moaned into Stacy's mouth holding the paper just off to the side. Her finger desperately pointing to the corner, rapidly tapping at a big red D-

"HHMMMHMMM!" Stacy's equally lewd response also sounding out her understanding as they continued to French kiss without pause.

Jason was honestly impressed. They were playing his game and playing it well while still managing to conduct some sort of a meeting, degrading him, despite slipping their tongues into each other's mouths like horny teenagers. Miss Hudson fished around for some more work, her pile being an ever ready resource to draw from. Jason took in the image of the two women, he enjoyed contrasting his memory of them standing there looking down on him just a few moments earlier, to now, tongue tied with each other, barely managing to keep control of the meeting. His eyes wondered to Stacy's butt as she wiggled it about, her standing half bent over pose was very flattering to her slim figure. He reached over, running his hand up the inside of her leg, not stopping till he reached the top, gently cupping her thong encased sex under her short skirt.

"Heat" He told both of them, his hand still rubbing back and forth across Stacy's nether regions.

His vision was pinned to Stacy's lower half, her bubble butt slowly shifting left to right as she kissed, almost hypnotising him. He was paying attention to the other end with this ears however, in-between the positive affirmations of the two women going through his papers, he could hear the affectionate noise of heavy petting which he noticed was starting to sound more wet and sloppy.

His hand confirmed Stacy's heat and moistness down below as he glanced up to where the two women met. Things were starting to get messy, unable to properly swallow with their tongues exploring, salvia was slowly covering the lower half of their faces. Stacy seem to be the better kisser Jason judged which made sense to him, a gold digger of her like has to know all the tricks. Miss Hudson on the other hand was putting up a good effort but seemed a little off to Jason, her tongue would occasionality writhe around, licking Stacy's lips and sometimes even nose and cheeks. Jason slapped his head in realisation.

"It's still 'dinner time' for her! I never ended that game!" Jason laughed to himself but made no efforts to rectify his mistake. The woman struggling to play two conflicting games at once was making a big mess of things, the more mess she made, the more she had to lick up, which made her make even more mess.

Hudson glistened with spit and sweat, 'heat' two instances of 'dinner time' and two 'Kisses' throwing the woman all over the place. Despite it all she still managed to reach behind her and pull out one of Jason's essays. He recognised it instantly, big red writing at the top read "I must speak to your parents about this". Jason new that if his father got wind of all of Miss Hudson's blustering, his life would be barely be worth living. Her flippant note prodded at his inner psyche urging him to action, he watched as his teacher tried to get Stacy's attention, moving the paper into her direct view.

"No you don't, not that one. 'Kisses', 'Heat'" Jason's words snapped at both women like a whip. Tongues no longer gently rubbing up and down but pushing hard into the opposite mouth with an audible wet squelch. Their hands now part of the upgraded game came to the others head, manicured nails digging into long soft hair as they grabbed on, pulling the others head in, turning a soft deep kiss into a hardcore tongue battle. The action **** Hudson to drop the essay as she seized her partner, the work fluttered down to the surface between them. Its slow movement coming to a abrupt halt as it landed in the newly formed puddle of drool on the table that both women had contributed to.

Jason felt movement push against his hand as Stacy moved her butt, she turned it up like she was sticking it out. Her legs subtly shifted also, slowly increasing distance from each other. Puzzled, Jason noticed that Hudson also had the same sort of pose, her rounder, wider butt sicking out to the side, temping anyone passing by. His mind dwelled on their bizarre poses. No game that he knows make people stick out their ass like they were ready for sex.

"Ready for sex?" Jason said out loud, the phrase ringing a bell. The words he used when setting up his 'Heat' game, a game he had yet to fully try out. As much as he loved to see and hear the spectacle of sloppy passion in front of him, the games were too fun to figure out and he was curious. He decided to wipe the board and find out.

"Play time is over" Jason said returning to his seat.

Stacy and Miss Hudson pulled away from each other with a wet pop, falling back into their seats panting.

"Was -Pant- Was there anything else?" Stacy asked between deep breaths while using both hands to wipe away the mess from her face.

Miss Hudson took a few more moments to compose herself, her chest heaving up and down as she corrected her slouch, taking stock of the table in front of her.

Jason took in the scene of the women trying to get the meeting back on track, the earrings truly were a powerful thing. Stacy and Miss Hudson just had the sloppiest make out session to end all make out sessions and they were taking it in their stride. Their insistence to not dwell on the messy occurrences of the meeting so far played right into Jason's hand, giving him a perfect testing ground.

"'Heat'. 'Heat'." Jason said out loud to both of them, starting a round of 'Double Heat'. Miss Hudson ignored him, she frowned as she fished his totally illegible essay out of the lake of drool on the table. Stacy flicked him a brief glance and a tired sigh as she crossed her legs at the thigh, squeezing them together in an attempt to dam the flow before she starts gushing .

"Well, this is now ruined..." Miss Hudson complained throwing the soggy paper to the side, then taking a moment to swallow heavily. "Plenty more where that come from" She added as she rummaged in her folder.

Stacy leaned forward a bit, showing interest while doing her best to swallow any excess spit forming in her hyper sexualised mouth.

"Ah here we are... let's talk about group work." Hudson said as she brought out some papers, spreading them in front of her.

"Not good at working with others is he?" Stacy asked, puffing out her chest and arching her back as she wiped a sweat bead from the back of her neck.

"You could say that..." Hudson confirmed, pushing some papers Stacy's way, avoiding the mess.

Jason Studied the women closely as Hudson pointed out more things. Stacy had started out by tactically folding her legs in an attempt to at least try to keep her dampness contained as she played the 'heat' game but, for some reason, she had already uncrossed her legs, her knees slowly rocking back and forth, every movement not returning to the same place. She was slowly spreading her legs wider and wider as she nodded along with he teacher opposite. Jason could clearly see her underwear and the dark stain on the front as she angled her body toward him invitingly.

"Jason? Jason!" Stacy's shout brought him out of deep thought. "What do you have to say for yourself?"

"Hmm what?" Jason dazedly asked not tearing his eyes from Stacy legs, now fully flung apart.

She caught his gaze and looked down, surprised by her own lewd pose she pushed her knees together, squeezing them with her hands. She looked up and Jason with an annoyed expression, Jason met her eyes for a few seconds. Her thin lipped scowl morphed into a pout, then quickly into several kisses like she was a fish underwater. Suspired, she brought her hand up to cover her lips, hiding the bizarre show. With her focus now on her mouth, her legs quickly spread apart again without her noticing.

"What we want to know Jason, is why you think you can act up like you do?" Hudson asked the question for Stacy as she covered her mouth embarrassed. Jason looked over to his teacher, ignoring her question and focusing on how the game was effecting her. He couldn't see under the table but judging from how she was sitting, her legs were also far apart. Her hands rested on her chair, palms down as she leaned forward, her arms squeezing her bust in a very pleasant way.

"Well? Cat got your tongue?" Hudson asked completely unaware of the show she was putting on. Jason was starting to understand the game. Hudson was still starting at him, expecting an answer when her mouth started to slowly open, a line of drool escaping without her knowledge. Then her tongue made it's self known, tentatively pushing its way out into the air, bringing even more drool with it, she looked like she was panting. It was now hard to miss the mess she was making as drool splatted onto the table. She looked down in shock, then snapped her mouth shut and slapped her hand over it, rolling her eyes in frustration at the situation.

"So" Jason said to himself. "Normal 'heat' gets your body ready for sex, the baseline stuff. The upgrade forces your bodies to get ready for sex with how you are positioned physically, but slowly, incrementally. You guys are going to be face down, ass up, cheeks spread in no time!"

"Would you forget about your silly game for one moment Jason!" Miss Hudson moved her hand from her mouth to tell him off. "Focus on the meeting, that's what is important." Her hand had moved from her mouth the the back of her head, the other hand rose to greet it as she thrust out her chest.

"Your refusal to take thisss sewoiusly if an exubble..." Miss Hudson had begun a point against him but her mouth betrayed her, opening wide mid sentence, her tongue once again out on show, slopping drool all over her trusted out tits.

"An open mouth is mouth ready for sex!" Jason reminded her as she struggled with the mounting pressure, a **** compelling her body and mouth into 'sex ready' positions. She grimaced as she tried to shut her mouth and retreat her tongue, only for it to flap a few times but remain open, drool still escaping down her chin.

"Bayfun!" Stacy complained next to him, stamping a foot in annoyance. She also had her mouth open, tongue hanging out, saliva running in a fountain onto her soaked blouse.

"Right! Right!" Jason surrendered. "I'm a terrible person and a bad influence on everyone around me, is that what you wanted to hear?"

"Fumfing bike bat" Hudson managed through her disobeying agape mouth.

"Well, might as well live up to it then. 'Heat'" Jason shrugged at them like he didn't have a choice.

"bownt be uewd!" Stacy told him, making more mess. Jason could barely tell what the women were saying now, their mouths now fully committed to the act of sexual pleasure and not talking, not to mention the lake drool filling their mush. He was curious to see where a third 'Heat' goes from here.

Stacy looked over at Hudson with a pained expression, she wanted to know more, Hudson wanted to tell her more but in their current state it was making things difficult. An idea flared behind Miss Hudson's eyes.

"Book!" She grunted as her hands left the back of her head, removed her jacket, then slid another essay Jason had half finished over to Stacy. "Arff Inished!" Hudson told her, her hands not returning to the same position, instead heading to the buttons on her blouse.

Stacy stood up, cocking one leg up on the table, ready to be taken from behind as she confirmed Jason's tardy work.

"Eeeeheeeh" She agreed, her hand finding the zipper oh her skirt, slowly zipping it down.

"Ah, so the third 'Heat' you loose the clothes, a naked body is a body getting ready for sex..." Jason scratched his chin while watching Stacy fight with herself. Zipping up her skirt then zipping it down several times. Instead of zipping up the third time, her hand went to unbutton her blouse, letting the skirt fall to the floor which made her swear under her breath. Jason looked over to Miss Hudson who wasn't doing much better. Her blouse flapped open as she struggled not to undo the last button, her feet caught her off guard as they kicked off a shoe. The distraction let her treacherous hands slip a bare shoulder out her blouse in her lapse of concentration. All pretence of a meeting a stopped at this point as both women struggled their best not to strip down in the busy hall, putting all their effort and concentration into remaining decent, a fight that they were loosing with a quicker pace every second.

Jason enjoyed watching Stacy struggle with herself, she was loosing the battle, the pressure to strip was getting stronger but as more clothes were shed each woman got more **** and determined not to loose any more clothing, making the over all pace equal out. Stacy lost her blouse and unclipped her bra, she tried to hold it against herself with her arms but her hands refused to cooperate, her fingers slowly plucking at the elastic of her lacy thong. Jason reached out a hand, one finger extended and traced finger down her back, drawing a line in the sheen of sweat which covered her whole body. She moaned erotically, his actions causing her to drop her bra completely to the floor. Her skin must be very sensitive, Jason reasoned, she was looking very flush as 'every part' of her body was readying for sex. He looked across at Hudson who was grunting, one hand slapping the other away from her skirt waistband with little success as the garment slipped lower and lower, her legs now joining in on the action, standing her up so the skirt could fall all the way to her feet. Miss Hudson still had a little bit more to go as she had more clothing to take off in the first place, the teacher was a bit of a prude and Stacy was a show off after all. Jason wondered if that meant Stacy won the game because she got naked first or maybe Hudson did for the opposite reason, either way he was impressed with the game. Three 'heats' in a row and in a few minutes he could reduce anyone down to a naked cumdump, ass up on the floor, ready to be ploughed in any wet hole.

Stacy's panicked mewling brought Jason out his day dream. She was fighting really hard to keep that last lace thong on as it's her only clothing item left.

"Alright I've seen enough. Playtime is over" Jason told them both. Stacy's tongue shot back in her mouth and her jaw snapped shut.

"Dammit Jason!" She screamed "Do you know how close I was to being naked out here?!" She reached down and grabbed her blouse off the floor, bringing it to her chest, hiding her pert little breasts, still topped with rock hard nipples.

Miss Hudson also had a sigh of relief, although she still had on her panties, pantyhose, bra and her blouse still hung loosely from one shoulder.

"Stop complaining Stacy, you still got your thong on. It's not like you were totally butt naked" Jason teased her.

"What? You think I like being paraded around in just my underwear?!" Stacy spat back.

"Well, if you are going to be like that, just hand them over." Jason smiled a shit eating grin.

"You wish!" Stacy commented while studying her blouse, readying it to be put back on.

"'Fetch' Stacy" Jason told her.

She froze for a second, eyes widening. Carefully she brought her hands to her waist band, looking around slowly, seeing if anyone was watching.

"Fine" She said, slipping her feet through the leg holes, bending over slightly, doing her best to hide her private areas. "Just let me get my clothes back on before you throw, I don't want to be running around after it naked!"

"No chance!" Said Jason as she snatched the garment off her and threw it at Miss Hudson who was still trying to clean herself up and get dressed.

"WAI-" Stacy yelled before throwing herself to her hands and knees and bounding over to her target, still very much butt naked.

The garment missed Miss Hudson and landed on the floor just in front of her. She watched as Stacy crawled up to grab it.

"Really Jason, your insistence with these games..." She complained slipping one arm through her blouse.

"What? They are fun. Stacy... 'Shake a Paw', 'Shake a paw'" Jason deliberately triggered Stacy's new game as she was next to Miss Hudson. Stacy had her prize in her mouth but on Jason's words she dropped it then crawled over to Miss Hudson's chair, nuzzling her legs apart. "See... I think you would enjoy that one." He told the frustrated teacher.

Jason could see that as Stacy was still under the effects of 'fetch', so she still thought she was a dog, a dog that was doing its best to play the other games. Miss Hudson was having none of it however, pushing Stacy's head away and swinging her legs back and forth to block her.

"That's no fair, she's got to get through your panties and panyhose and you won't even help her?" Jason asked.

"Can we PLEASE just conclude this meeting" Hudson shot back loosing patience.

"No, 'Fetch' Miss Hudson." Jason leaned forward on his hands to watch the show.

Miss Hudson muttered to herself as she scooted her ass off the chair, peeled down her panyhose, then her panties. She gave a surprised gasp as Stacy now had access to her bare snatch, giving it a few doggy licks. With one hand Miss Hudson gave Jason her panties while the other tried to push Stacy away. Jason took the panties and flung them out into the hall, making his grumpy English teacher into a happy puppy as she dropped from her chair and raced out across the large area to play the game. Poor Stacy, who still thought she was a dog, had her own game to play, bounding after the other brainwashed woman. When Hudson got to her panties and stopped to grabbed them in her mouth, there was a brief yelp of surprise as Stacy caught up and tried to lick her pussy from behind, only to be left behind as Hudson took off again to return her panties to Jason.

Jason sat back in his chair and clapped his hands together to encourage his teacher.

"Who's a good bitch? It's it you? Yes it's you!" He said in a baby voice.

Miss Hudson's round butt wagged back and forth at the positive reinforcement as she trotted up to him, with clothing proudly in her mouth. She stopped at Jason's feet, panties clenched in her jaws, waiting for Jason to receive them. Jason just took in his busty problematic English Teacher, in her rush she had finally lost her glasses, out there somewhere in the crowd. He couldn't help but notice how pretty she was without them, he could always tell somewhat with her pert little nose, round cheeks and a smattering of freckles but he was taken aback as to how quite beautiful she was. It also helped that she was mostly out of her frumpy attire at this point as well. Stacy caught up moment later, she whined at Hudson's round butt planted on the cold floor. She tried to **** her tongue under the teacher's butt hole to get at her pussy but it wouldn't reach, the scene reminded Jason of Jasper when he got a toy stuck under the sofa.

"Okay, Miss Hudson, 'Shake A Paw' 'Shake A Paw'" Jason decided he liked the dog forms and he would do his best to keep this version of the women happy, they were nice to him so he was nice to them.

Miss Hudson dropped her fetch target and wheeled around on Stacy, who in turn now had access to her pussy. Both women then assumed the standard dog position of cocking their legs and putting their head in the others crotch. Only this time there was no sniffing and much licking. Jason already had a boner ever since Stacy and Hudson's heavy make out session but the sight of these two degrading them selves in this way sent him over the edge. He rose to his feet and started to unbuckle his pants, shimmying them down his legs as he walked around to behind Stacy. His hard prick sprang up to attention as he got to his knees and lined up with Stacy's snatch. He pressed the tip against the opening, enjoying the occasional lick from Hudson before he pushed into his substitute parent, feeling her hot wet insides wrap around his cock. As he pistoned in and out, he closed his eyes to just enjoy the sensation of Miss Hudson's tongue, it tickled him occasionally as she tried to lick the clit. Stacy started to make noises with him as he rammed into her, mewing noises of pleasure, her pussy started to convulse in pleasant way. Despite shooting his load all over his girlfriend and her mother earlier in the night Jason felt himself climaxing quickly. The busy room around him phased out of his senses as he came hard, shooting hard ropes of seamen into his soon to be step mother.

He stood up and wiped his brow looking down at his defiled chaperone, slowly twitching in ecstasy as she rolled over onto her back, still making efforts to lap at the third party's pussy. Miss Hudson had apparently decided she was done, Stacy's orgasm signalling her winning of 'Shake a Paw'. Jason shook his head as she turned to collect her wet piece of fabric in her mouth, he felt like he was the one who did most of the work on that.

Jason's eyes drifted to Stacy's slit as it dribbled out his cum onto the hard wood floor making him take a moment to consider the consequences of his actions. How would life at home be if he got her pregnant he wondered. He stopped and thought to himself that she was probably on the pill or something. A wicked idea came to him as he looked down at Stacy in her helpless state.

"'Dinner time', 'Dinner time' Miss Hudson" Jason told the English teacher as he pointed to his newly made cream pie.

Still in her dog persona Miss Hudson padded up him, gave his penis a little suck to clear the after cum and juices from it. Jason gasped at the sensation, he was pointing to Stacy and was not expecting his teacher to clean him instead. It must of been where she was looking when he trigger the game he thought to himself. He tucked his penis away and turned Miss Hudson's head to look at the prostrate woman. The teacher quickly stooped her head down to start licking at Stacy's genitals, an area of her body which Hudson was very much accustomed to by now. She quickly cleared up any leaking seamen with her licks then pushed her face forwards, driving her tongue deep inside, trying to scoop out as much of Jason's seed as she could with her oral probe. Jason smiled as he stroked his dick though his underwear. He could watch that for hours he mused but his mind reminded him that he still had some business to attend to.

"Playtime is over ladies" Jason told them as he pulled his pants up.

They both snapped out of dog mode and stood up, making futile efforts to cover themselves, Miss Hudson retching as she wiped her mouth. Jason flopped down on his chair watching them. He licked his lips as the dazed women looked back and forth for what ever clothing they could find.

"I think we might be out of time... Where are my glasses? " Hudson noted with a resigned sigh, seeing a family gathering at the side for one of her next appointments.

"No" Jason frowned.

"No?" Miss Hudson turned around and stared at him with genuine surprise.

"No, you don't get off that easy." Jason told her. Nothing about the ordeal these women went through was easy but Jason still had **** on his mind and a couple more games to try out.

"First off... Stacy. "'Stay'" Jason told his weary Step parent. "I want you to stay naked, so just hold that thought."

Stacy had started to pick up some of her clothes and was just about to put them on, starting with her skirt which she had half way up her legs, now stopped at half mast.

"As for you..." Jason got to his feet, starring at his teacher who started back questioningly, her skirt in her hands. "Heel" he told her as he stood on his chair then stepped up onto the table.

"I don't have time for this Jason..." Hudson told him, moving to the table.

"Heel" Jason said once more.

Miss Hudson looked about sheepishly as she too now climbed up on a chair and joined Jason on his platform. Both of them could now look out on the whole room, their bodies visible to all who looked. Miss Hudson opened her mouth to say something.

"'Stay'" Jason cut her off, her mouth stay open mid syllable as she stared at him questioningly.

He took a deep breath, then got to work removing what little clothing she had left, namely her bra. Her large tits spilled out to the room, visible to anyone who wanted to ogle. He took a step back and took in the whole package now she wasn't wearing any prudish clothing. She indeed had big tits and her thighs were a little on the wide side but Jason was suspired to find she had a waspish waist, she had the idle hourglass figure. She had been hiding it all along.

"Nice" Jason nodded his head up and down, unable to keep his hands off her yielding body, his palms mashing her tits in wide circles. "'Stay'" He said, upping the game to level two.

He tried moving her arms above her head, she did so with ease which surprised him. He was expecting her to become stiff or something but her movement felt the same as before. Curious, Jason inspected her body from head to toe, finding no difference. She moved the same way she did in regular 'Stay'. He was baffled for a moment, perhaps he thought that the game didn't upgrade. He reached to her lips with his hand, maybe something was different with her gag reflex or something.

"Open your mouth" Jason muttered to himself as he started to prize her maw open. To his shock she moved on her own, opening her mouth fully before he could barley touch her. He took a step back in surprise, then looked at her funny, cogs turning in his head.

He turned and got down off the table, slowly sitting down in his chair, his eyes never leaving her stunning naked form.

"Bend over" He said flatly.

Miss Hudson folded at the waist, still with the same expression, mouth open.

Realisation dawned on Jason. In the first 'Stay' he could move people about however he wanted by moving them physically, in the second version, he just had to tell them how to pose.

"Ballerina" Jason snapped. Miss Hudson Straightened up, raised onto tiptoes and bought her hands high above her head into the 5th position.

"Twerk" Miss Hudson spread her legs, hunched down and looked over her shoulder, sticking her naked butt out.

"Random sexy pose" She quickly grabbed her tits, bend over forward slightly and arched her back.

"Okay, nicely played" Jason said nodding along to the show. "Alrighty then... 'Stay'" Jason upped the game to level three wondering were it goes from here. To his utter shock her eyes flicked down and looked into his.

"Really Jason? Other people are waiting! Can you just end this?" She complained while still not moving a muscle on her body, yet she now had the ability to talk for some reason.

Jason was stunned. How had a level up in a game called 'Stay' now given her the ability to talk while posed, that seemed to go back a step, although the idea that she would be complaining at him the whole time as he has her act out the Karma Sutra made him pleased to no end.

"You can talk?" Jason asked bemused.

"Of course I can talk Jason, how else could I play this stupid game of yours!" She responded.

"W-what?" Jason stammered. His eyes darted around searching for some clue as to what she meant.

The first level he could move people, the second he could tell them to strike a pose. The third level let her speak for some reason. Jason put it together in his mind, this level seemed to be adding audio to go with the poses.

"Ooooh! No way!" He realised looking up at her "I could tell you how to move... I can now tell you what to say?" He asked her. She just shot him a dirty look, neither confirming or denying anything.

"Okay, Say 'I like to suck dick'..." Jason told her studying her reaction.

"I like to suck dick" Miss Hudson said in a flat matter of fact voice. "Happy now?" she asked before her eyes flicked to the family waiting, quietly watching the show without comment. "Ill be right with you." She chirped.

"Na, na, na." Jason shook his head. "Say you love to suck dick like a cheap whore"

Miss Hudson rolled her eyes but did just as he asked.

"I Looooove to suck dick" She certainly put in the emotion needed to sell the part Jason assigned her.

"Now, get down on your knees and put your hands behind your back, thrust out your chest." Jason commanded her.

She did as she was told without complaint, hoping that complying quickly would lead to a swift end to Jason's shenanigans.

"Now say 'I want to be fucked up the ass'. Do it fifty times"

"Oh god..." She winged before resining herself to the task "I want be fucked up the ass, I want to fucked up the ass, I want to be fucked up the ass...." Miss Hudson continued to comply as Jason turned his gaze back to Stacy.

"Play time is over" He told her.

Stacy stirred to life, continuing to pull her skirt up.

"Don't bother with that" Jason motioned to her skirt. "Fetch" He added catching a tired looked form her.

Stacy looked around for her underwear on the floor, found it and brought it over to him, her eyes glancing to her right at Miss Hudson up on her table.

"I want to be fucked up the ass, I want to be fucked up the ass..." her manta continued .

Jason wasted no time and flung it out, enjoying the view of Stacy's ass as it disappeared in the crowd going after the thong. His lent back in his chair and put his feet up on the table, just missing Stacy's phone she left out. His hand reached out and stroked Miss Hudson's leg, enjoying its smoothness.

"Very nice... Did you shave just for tonight? You shouldn't have." He teased.

"I want to be fucked in the ass, I want to be fucked in the ass...." Her eyes shot daggers at him even if her words had no bearing on anything.

"Yeah yeah yeah" Jason dismissed her with a wave as Stacy returned to him.

Instead of taking her thong from her mouth, he paused. 'Fetch' was probably his favourite game, there were some good ones but seeing Stacy like this bought him much joy. How could you upgrade 'Fetch' Jason though. Its a classic, surly there is no room for improvement?

"'Fetch'" He said as he leaned into her face.

Stacy dropped her underwear to the floor instantly, her panting mouth closed like she was taking something serious all of a sudden, she sniffed the air and turned around, one hand off the floor like she was hunting something. Her eyes turned to the waiting family who had been standing off to the side patently the whole time. She padded over to the mother and gave a her a few sniffs, interest sparking in her eyes, she started to nuzzle up against the woman's crotch. The lady looked down puzzled at the naked woman shoving her face into her clothing.

"Go away" She gently batted at Stacy, trying to discourage her.

Stacy persisted and grew in her tenacity, remembering her time with Principal Castle, she lowered her head to find the entrance up the woman's skirt.

"Hey stop that!" The woman cried as Stacy finally found what she was looking for.

Jason nodded at the sight. She wasn't just fetching her panties any more. She was fetching ALL the panties.

"I want to be fucked up the ass, I want to be fucked up THE ASS! JASON!" Miss Hudson shouted at him, inadvertently turning her volume up halfway through the last sentence. "Would you please end your games and leave. I'm am sure yourself and Stacy have a lot to discuss after what I told her."

"I'll bet... But I think Ill stick around a bit longer, I'm comfy in this seat and you are a nice view..." He stroked her leg one more time.

"Jason..." She warned.

"Yeah I don't want you bitching at me the whole time thou..." Jason thought for a second. "Stand up, spread your legs slightly."

She did as she was told, from Jason's point of view she looked very intimidating as she loomed over him.

"Stick a few fingers from your left hand in your pussy." Jason nodded as she followed along. "Now suck on your right hand thumb." She snorted air through her nose in disgust as her hand brought her digit to her mouth and stuck it in.

"Now Say, 'I am a dumb horny bitch who wants to suck on Jason's dick so bad I'm wetting myself'.... Repeat it until I tell you to stop". He could just about make out her eyes as they give him one hell of a **** glare, she then started her new mantra.

"I am a dumb orny itch oo wants oo uck on Asuns ick fo bad I'm etting myelf... " He sentence was barley recognisable past her thumb but Jason let it slide, she was only going to get more unintelligible.

"'Heat' Miss Hudson." Jason added as she groaned in response. With her fingers in her pussy and thumb in her mouth even a level one heat was going to get very messy as she continue so repeat the same garbled, humiliating sentence over and over.

Happy with how his teacher is going to stay for the foreseeable future and finally feeling like he had got **** on the woman who tag teamed with Stacy to put him through hell, he turned his attention to his step mother and her progress retrieving strangers panties.

She wasn't doing well, in fact she had not even managed to get the panties off the first woman. He could still see Stacy's naked legs pointing out from under the woman's clothing, shifting back and forth as she failed to get purchase. The woman complained, bickering at Stacy, repeatedly asking her leave her be, pushing the bulge in her skirt down, what Jason assumed was Stacy's head.

"Maybe a level would help her?" Jason mused taking in the farce. "'Fetch'"

There was a brief pause, not just from Stacy and her target but from a few more people close by, all women, who turned their head slightly to watch the commotion, Jason raised an eye brow.

Stacy did indeed seem to increase her determination, now going at the woman with increased speed and dexterity, pulling on her underwear with more strength.

"Mom?" The daughter had now started paying attention to the show right next to her, where as before she seem oblivious. "Are you okay?" She asked.

"No! I am NOT okay!" The woman shrieked while struggling. "This Crazy woman is. ARF.. is pulling my underwear down!"

"D-Did that woman just bark?!" Jason asked himself as he looked on, totally enraptured now.

"Stop it! Stop GRRRRR" The woman growled at Stacy who continued her tugging with much more success, bringing the item down past her knees.

The woman wobbled around, loosing balance and fell forward, down onto all fours in her own dog position.

"No! ARF! ARF! STOP! S-ARF ARF!" Stacy finally pulled the panties free of the other woman, taking one of her shoes off with it.

The woman looked around slightly confused for a second.

"Mom? Are you okahey!" The girl was suddenly set upon by Stacy who quickly sensed a new target, jumping up and getting hold of the teens skirt in her teeth, pulling her backwards.

"Help! Mom? MOM!" The girls mother had now crawled over to her daughter and much to everyone surprise leapt up and started her own tug of war with her progeny's underwear.

"Stop it! Mom! What ARF! ARF! You are turning me ARF ARF into.. ARF ARF ARF!" The girl had been pulled to the floor at this point by the other older women and the more her panties slipped off her body, the more a dog personal took over the panicking teenager.

With a second conquest under Stacy's belt, all three females were fully in dog mode. They took a moment to look around, sniffed the air, then disappeared in different directions. The father of the group seemed oblivious to the whole thing, as if it was just another part of a normal day. Equally, Stacy and the other dog girls didn't head for him or any other guy. That's when the screaming started.

The other woman did seem to notice for some reason, at least the ones in close proximity. They tried their best to hold their attackers at bay, some managing better than others. Tight pants seemed to be a good defence at first, but soon skirted ladies fell in quick succession. Then as the pack swelled in numbers, they worked together to pounce on a woman, all latching onto her waistband and tugged down her pants and panties with repeated heaves. Soon the numbers of pantyless dog woman roaming around was too much even for tight jeans to be a defence.

Some women didn't see it coming at all, still carrying on with their meetings, they were taken completely by surprise as strangers under their table shot up their dresses. Mouths snapping at their clothing, ripping it off in seconds. The curvy Spanish teacher was one such person, describing an attendance record one second, then all of a sudden her pants got ripped down and her panties were snatched away by a roving mouth. Her mind left her before she even knew she is was under attack. Now believing she is a yapping Chihuahua, she sprang up onto the table showing everyone her naked bottom half, then tacked the shocked mother opposite her. Most other women were aware of the game sweeping across the room, showing interest in the noise when it was far off and much more concern the closer the chaos got to them.

Many women fell while attempting to aid others. Trying to help a fellow student on the floor, half crying out and half barking as they loose their under garments and mind. The would be Samaritan leaving themselves open to sneak attacks from behind. Others girls were just not being prepared for their trusted family member suddenly turning on them as they go commando.

Pandemonium spread out from Jason's central location like a virus, slowly expanding as more and more women flip sides and join team Stacy. He took a moment to take in his teacher, still up on her table, still stuffed with her own fingers and repeating the same humiliation phrase. Juices now flowed from her mouth and pussy, the 'Heat' game adding to her humiliation as she stood statue like, motionless in the chaotic room. Salvia running all the way down her hot body. She was probably the only woman in the room who isn't going to end up as a dog, Jason thought to himself. None of the people playing 'Fetch 3' approached her, they treated her like she was one of the males in the room who all lazily looked around. Glancing down at their wives and daughters running amuck on the floor like lunatics. It must be because of the panties, Jason assumed.

"You weren't wearing panties when I called the game, so you get out of it" Jason told his frozen soiled captive, slapping her leg. "None of the guys are wearing panties either I assume... lucky them." Jason told no one in particular as he glanced around the room. He was not the only one to work on this theory.

Charity and her mother had stood up on a table back to back, doing their best to push off the aggressive horde of doggy woman after their panties.

"Mom! They are after our panties!" She screamed.

"Yes I know dear, stay close to me!" Her mother shouted back as she scanned for would be assailants.

"I have an idea!" Charity exclaimed reaching under her skirt.

"No wait!" her mother cried too late as Charity in one motion pulled her panties down and stepped out of them, holding them up to her mother in triumph.

Her smile lasted less that a second as her face went blank, she then dropped to her knees and jumped on her mother, barking at her.

"Charity please stop!" The older lady cried as her daughter muscled her way up under her dress. "Come to ARF, your Senses. Please! ARF ARF" Her final words not getting through to her progeny in time as she too became one of the pack.

Jason observed the entire drama from afar.

"Tisk tisk" He said to himself shaking his head. "No cheating hah hah" He couldn't help but laugh at Charity's insistence to play around his game, trying to cheat and have it blow up in her face like that. The situation happening around him felt like a fever dream as the last pockets of women fell.

He saw Leah running across the hall.

"Dani no!" She laughed as her big boobed friend bounded after on all fours. "Don't you..." She turned around to chastise her friend, only to be blind sided by Erica, tackling her from her flank.

"Aw COME ON!" She complained as the tall dark haired girl pushed under Leah's skirt. "What a cheap. ARF! Cheapshot!" Dani now also on top of her as the cheerleaders struggled. "Damn, you Jason" She laughed. "Ill prank you ARF ARF Back! ARF ARF!" Now completely devoid of panties, Jason's friend happily rolled over onto her hands and knees and trotted off with the rest of her cheerleader pack.

There was only one group of women left now in the corner, huddled together for safety, mindless friends and family prowled around them looking for an opening to strike and drag one down to become one of them.

Jason looked out into the hall, only male teachers, fathers and students where left unscathed, some sat sat bored at empty tables, their fellow occupants out of their minds, running amuck. The room was alive with movement around them as many of the dog minded girls happily frolicked and played with each other. It looked like a much more fun and happy place than a boring parent teacher evening.

Jason had to know, he couldn't resist.

"'Fetch'" he said upping the game to the heights of level four.

A strange mood passed over all the women on the floor, they stopped their useless playing and moved up to each other sniffing, curious. They soon turned on one another, teeth gnashing at the remaining clothes they had on. Blouses, skirts, socks, they all came off as other women joined in, determination in their eyes as they laboured at their new task, making sure every woman in the room was naked.

The group of women who still clung to their minds in the corner quickly succumbed to the almost impossible to resist level four 'fetch'. Now every piece of their clothing they lost counted against their human intelligence. Their attacker now had a boost to their speed and dexterity, able to quickly nip into the group and grab a shoe here and a loose skirt there. Within thirty seconds the last woman at their centre fell. It was Mrs Castle, she shrieked as she disappeared under a wave of naked girls, all tearing her clothes from her body with their teeth, not leaving a thread on her.

Jason felt a presence by his side making him look away from the failed last stand. He saw Stacy's happy face looking up and him, mouth full to the brim with strangers panties. He patted her head as she rubbed against him, proud of her haul. The room was now full of happy playing woman, bounding around, chasing each other, naked as they day they were born. He noticed Leah playing with her friends, pert tits bouncing around. He hadn't seen them before, they certainly looked good in motion, he made a note to get closer equated with them at a later date.

Jason stretched while grinning up at his frozen teacher, he was happy with how things had panned out. He wondered if now would be the right time to let things go back to normal as he got what he needed out of the evening.

"Na" He said to himself looking the clock on the wall. "Might as well let this one play out the night."