Lunch time!

After all the exhausting fucks you have received today you are starving! All you had to eat today was cum, one load from that student in the bathroom and then your own. The thought makes you feel gross but at the same time slightly excited. Regardless you head to the lunch room, hoping to avoid anymore encounters with male students or teachers, though you find that very unlikely.

As you approach the lunch area you start to see more students in the halls. You must be a very good looking girl because you keep catching boy staring at you, either that or you're emitting some pheromone! Just as you are about to enter the lunch room you are grabbed on the shoulder and spun around. Before you is a group of male students, a few of them you recognize from the football team.

“Wait just a minute there.” The one who grabbed your shoulder looms over you. “A pretty girl like you doesn't eat in there! You belong in the popular students lunch room.”

He sounds so sincere you can't help but trust him. You also might be swayed by his sharp features and perfect hair. You simply nod in agreement and follow the group of boys away. Your male mind is telling you to run but your new female mind is too busy being subservient. The boys lead you around the corner to a dimly lit hallway and then open a door to a small storage room. It is at this point you fully realize you have walked right into another ****. You never realized how insatiable the boys are at this school.

“Come in, sit down on the floor and we'll get you something to eat.” The boy asks you politely but pushes you down hard with a firm grip.

You sit down with your bent at your sides. The boy who first grabbed you, you think his name is Craig, stand over you and leans forward. He tells you to open your mouth and you obey, something you're getting far too used to doing. You tilt your head back and stick out your tongue; The other boys smile and cackle as Craig positions his head near yours and spits directly into your mouth. You throw your head down and spit out the saliva as you gag but Craig grabs your hair and pulls your head back up.

“Bitch! I fucking gave you a treat and you are going to swallow it! Do you understand me?”

Your head is on fire from Craig's rough grip on your hair. You do your best to nod and you open your mouth again. Craig hocks up a wad of saliva and spits it onto your tongue. You recoil in disgust as you quickly swallow the spit. Craig releases his grip on your hair as he and the other boys laugh. You open your mouth wide and stick out your tongue again. The boys jeer at your submission and a few more of them approach you to spit on your face and in your mouth.

You shouldn't be doing this, let alone mildly enjoying it. Somehow becoming at Attendant has awoken something in you, a want to be used as a toy. You continue to swallow the loads of spit until the boys finish and start to up the ante. You see a few of them taking out their cocks and stroke them at your disgusting display of depravity. Somehow you know exactly what is coming next...