Fumiko, 19, Class 2-C

"You fucking disgusting perverts!" Fumiko blocks Itachi and Habiki's way as they try to enter the academy's main front doors, and starts to make a scene.

"I can't believe you're even still showing your faces around here! After what you did, you should be locked up for good, never to see the light of day again!"

She doesn't hide the vindictive smirk that's building on her face. She doesn't mind if the other students nearby understand that she's enjoying this.

"Come on, Fumiko, we're really, really sorry." Itachi says.

"Really sorry." Habiki agrees.

"Sorry doesn't cut it. You need to PAY for your CRIMES!"

"I was put in hospital for a week!" Itachi squeals. "Don't you think I've suffered enough?"

"Not even slightly. If I had it might way, you'd be bent over in prison right now, getting taken to pound town. You don't deserve to share the same space as innocent, delicate, modest young beauties such as myself."

"Fumiko, you're the head cheerleader. And haven't you been dating the football captain since, like day one? We know you're not that innocent." Itachi turns on the offensive. One of the other boys watching the altercation snickers.

Fumiko sees red. "How fucking DARE you?! I'll have you know I'm a VIRGIN! I have never been so offended in my LIFE! I am a PURE, PERFECT, PRINECESS, as-of-yet untouched by disgusting, perverted MEN like you! I can see now that you'll never change. You'll always be picturing innocent women like me in your disgusting heads as slutty, perverse caricatures of ourselves. Just because you're a disgusting deviant, doesn't mean everyone else is!"

By the time she's finished, she's shouting.

And then, from behind her, one of the younger teachers appears. She's wearing a much shorter skirt and lower buttoned top than usual, and looks rather flustered.

"Young Miss, stop creating a scene, this instant." She says. Although her voice is soft, it's also very firm.

"EXCUSE ME?" Fumiko snarls. "These boys were accusing ME of being a slut!"

"Maybe if you stopped flirting with so many of the boys, and flashing them your thong during cheerleading practice, there wouldn't be so many rumors about you." The teacher quips.

That leaves Fumiko completely stunned. Had the teacher really spoken to her like that? And why did it turn her on even more?

Under her long, modest skirt, her holes pulsed gently around the thick dildos held in her holes by her slutty thong. She'd never been called a slut by a teacher before. It was a whole new level of thrilling. Was she really that bad at hiding her true nature?

"That's... That's not..." For the first time in a while, Fumiko is lost for words.

"Run along now, you naughty minx. And if I catch you being so cruel to these poor boys again, I'll be sending you to the headmistress, for punishment."

A dribble of excited girlcum squirts out of the sides of Fumiko's pussy at being called a minx and threatened with punishment. She finds her voice again.

"I'll NEVER stop reminding these PERVERTS of what DISGUSTING DEVIANTS THEY ARE!!!"

And with that, she runs away down the school corridor, hoping to find an empty toilet cubicle in time to remove her panties and masturbate herself properly, before she completely soaks through her thong with her pussy juices.