Go home

"...go home. Have him cleaned up by the end of final period so he can ride the bus."

For you this is a day much like any other for the past few months, a blur of constant sucking and getting fucked. When Ms. Slipknot comes back later you're not sure how much time has passed, but you realize something is up since she's shooing girls away, while normally you're available until everyone goes home.

"Slut, er, I guess I should call you Doug for now, you're going to have to go home for a while, since nobody is going to be at school."

She grabs the hose and sprays you down, although this time she puts some effort into getting you actually clean, getting out the cum that's been matted into your hair. She even towels you off.

"Now, I'm not sure what happened to your old clothes, but we've got enough in the lost and found to get you dressed."

You don't say anything, but as she undoes your straps, you make a bee-line for her crotch, the mindless cumslut that you now are. As you claw at her pants to try to get at her cock, she effortlessly swats you away, all of your muscles having atrophied from the **** inactivity, except for the ones directly responsible for pleasuring girlcock, leaving you weak as a baby.

"No Doug, not now, we need to get you presentable."

You ignore her words and make another go at her cock. Ms. Slipknot sighs, realizing she'll have to dress you herself. She has little trouble forcing a shirt on you, but pants are another story. As soon as she pulled them up, you started to take them off.

"Noooo," you moan, "a slut is always available."

After several attempts to put the pants on, she gave up and started digging deeper in the lost and found. Finally she pulled out a pair of jean shorts.

"OK, how about this, as you can see there's a hole in the ass so you can get fucked while you wear them. Strictly speaking this is against the school dress code, and in fact we had to confiscate them from a boy and make him wear regular pants, but I think just this once Mrs. North will allow it."

You immediately signaled your consent by grabbing them out of her hands and pulling them on. You tentatively finger your backside to make sure your asshole is accessible, and then revert to trying to get at her cock. She calmly holds you at bay while she puts on some socks and shoes.

She sighs as you are finally halfway presentable, only go glance at her watch. "Shit, better get you to the buses, quick!" As she drags you through the halls, you flail against her iron grip trying to get at any passing girl's bulge, but eventually you make it to the front of the school and your bus.

"Make sure Doug here gets home," Ms. Slipknot orders your bus driver as she pushes you on board. You immediately dive for the driver's crotch, starting to get frustrated with being constantly denied the full feeling you've become addicted to. Mrs. Claire, the driver, pushes you away to the back of the bus, "I love road head, Doug, but I can't when I'm working."

You have already forgotten about her, finally noticing that half of the bus's passengers are in possession of delectable girlcocks. You go after the closest one and finally you're rewarded as the girl pulls her cock out and feeds her hardening meat missile down your throat. As you kneel down and suck, you wave your ass in the air enticingly and shortly another girl takes you up on your invitation, shoving her cock up your back door.

As you work the two cocks, Mrs. Claire slams the bus door closed and starts her route. The girls on the bus work their way forward, hoping to get in on the developing orgy at the front of the bus, while the boys crawl over the seats to get as far away as possible. A few of the boys only make their stops by climbing out the windows, while other miss theirs entirely, not willing to risk being anywhere near the orgy.