More Pleasure, More Planning

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But revealing his intentions and getting his girls hooked on social media wasn't the only plans Rob had at school in the coming weeks, no. He had already planted the seed of the girls becoming slaves - becoming his slaves - but now he needed to nurture it. Not with love and care, but with lust and poison, corrupting the young minds and bright souls of his gaggle of fictional schoolgirls so they would be ready for the future he would craft for them.

Much like how he had previously asked girls to stay after class so he could have sex with them, after class each day, he would call for a certain group to stay after the bell so they could have a discussion. So that he could urge their blatant desires to be his slaves. So that he could stroke their egos and push them further and further, molding them into the perfect pets he wanted them to be...

The Marvel Girls

"God, Gwen, I'll never get over just how wonderfully flexible you are..."

The Spectacular Spider-Gwen had currently orientated her body in a sideways T, her torso jutting out and laying parallel across a desk, as she balanced on one leg and kept the other high in the air. Rob held her close to his body, helping her maintain her balance, while he lovingly stroked the suspended leg, hands gliding over the lovely, sexy limb, deliberately exploring every inch of it.

Gwen had also removed her skirt and underwear and, with her nethers entirely exposed, America took the opportunity to dive in and eat her friend out, loudly suckling on her clit. America's face was already stained in Gwen's love juices, as the limber blonde shuddered and gasped with every new sensation.

"Your body is simply exquisite... Truly, a work of art..."

In between each of Rob's compliments, he and Gwen would kiss. She had recently gotten a stud in her tongue, and Rob was finding he greatly enjoyed sucking on it while Gwen mewled and whimpered.

"And you, America, you're doing a wonderful job eating Gwen out, don't you agree." Gwen started to nod, before she reared her head back, crying out loudly as she orgasmed again.

"Thanks, teach." America said, licking more of Gwen's cum from her face. "The Utopian Ideal is all women, so I guess carpet-munching is in my blood." Rob saw that Gwen also had a silvery barbell pierced through her engorged clit, another new accoutrement to the punky girl.

"But..." America put a finger on her lip, tracing them as she stared at Rob, eyes burning with hunger and need, "I think I want to try my hands and mouth on something long and hard..."

"That kind of willingness to try new things will get you far, Miss Chavez." Rob replied, eyes wandering up and down the toned body of the Latina beauty. Leggy and muscular with a nice ass. "I shouldn't be telling you this, but... no. No."

"Hmm... what is it, sir?" Gwen asked, raising up to meet Rob for another kiss.

"Hmm, well, promise you girls won't mention it to your classmates?" Rob asked, earning quick nods from the two. "You both have been very impressive as of late. If you keep up this work, I might consider having you two as my slaves."

Both girls gasped, faces lighting up, absolutely delighted. It was a dream come true.

"Now, Miss Chavez, you've been so diligent eating out Miss Stacy, about you bend over and let her return the favour?"

With a lusty grin, America rose, bent over, and dropped trow, revealing her juicy bubble butt and wet slit.

"Anything for you, sir..." Both girls replied, redoubling their efforts to impress their teacher.

The DC Girls

"Next, if you would, Miss Morse."

Rob reclined on his throne, Raven and Starfire at his feet, kissing the great length of his cock. The two had taken to wearing bright, sexy lipstick in recent days, so the flesh of Rob's penis was covered in purple and pink lips marks. The hot fleshy rod twitched and throbbed every time their plump lips came into contact with it. Drool and froth spilled from their lips as moody goth and bubbly alien cooed and moaned between kisses.

But before Rob, striking sexy and enticing poses, wasn't M'gann M'orzz/Megan Morse/Miss Martian or any other name one wanted to give the Martian shapeshifter, but rather Wonder Woman. The Amazonian superheroine was bent over at the waist, heavy breasts swaying back and forth, clad in red lingerie, flashing come hither looks to Rob.

"Wonder Woman" blew Rob a kiss, before standing up, hands behind her head and splaying her raven locks about, before her entire body began to shift. In a heartbeat, the tall muscular Amazon was replaced by a petite blonde, hair bound in long twintails. The lingerie shifted into a white nurse's outfit - the extremely revealing and fetishy kind. In fact, the only thing that remained on the figure were the gigantic breasts, as now "Harley Quinn" swayed her hips and swiveled in place, showing off her body to Rob.

What good was a shapeshifter **** if not to have her assume the form of other lovely, beautiful women? Especially if they were also prospective slaves for Rob to acquire and conquer. Megan was a one-woman slideshow of Rob's future harem.

"I've noticed something of your forms, Miss Morse." Rob commented, gently patting the heads of both Raven and Starfire. The two girls responded with a joyful trill, rubbing their lips and faces over Rob's cock. "Batwoman, Killer Frost, Black Canary, Wonder Woman, Harley Quinn... every woman you've shifted into is naturally very beautiful... but you've given their bodies a bit of an upgrade, every time."

"Artistic license." Megan replied, shifting back to her default form, the slender green skinned beauty. She was entirely nude. "Also, it's a good test of my abilities. Anyone can copy a form, only the best can alter it freely. And, besides..." her voice dropped to a low purr, as she fell to her knees, scuttling towards Rob to take her place beside her friends before his cock. "I know how much you like it."

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"Indeed." Megan's lips gingerly touched the phallus, at which point Rob willed it to release. His cock exploded like a geyser, erupting in a shower of white cum, which rained down over the three girls, all sighing in heavenly contentment as sticky white seed splattered over their faces and hair.

Rob smiled as the three took turns cleaning one another up, kissing and licking and scooping cum with their fingers. "You three have done exemplary work today. I think I just might be able to make sex slaves of you, yet..."

The Hogwarts Girls

"...And, as you can see sir, for these reasons and many more, the four of us would be the best choice to make your sex slaves." Hermione paused for effect, before adding in a small, quick voice, "Butmeinparticularwouldbebest. If can only pick one, I mean..."

"Thank you, Hermione. Very... thorough." Rob grunted and filled Cho's mouth with his seed. The girl's cocksucking skills had gone from zero to hundred in record time, she even said she had bought several dildos to practice on at home, and Rob thought best to reward her efforts. The Asian cumslut gurgled in pleasure, swishing the cum back and forth in her mouth, relishing it like the finest of cognac.

Hermione had done a very typical Hermione Granger thing: research and draft an incredibly comprehensive report explaining why - if Rob could only have four sex slaves (fat chance of that) - Hermione, Cho, Ginny, and Luna were the best picks, far and away. Rob had to admit, Hermione had put her all into the report, and made some compelling arguments, but it lacked a little something to make it wholly convincing.

Hermione waited at the front of the classroom with baited breath, while Ginny and Luna knelt to the side, the former staring with burning need while the later smiled an empty-headed smile. All were waiting on Rob's ultimate opinion, while Cho, still lovingly worshipping Rob's cock with her mouth, did not have a care in the world.

"You did certainly make a convincing argument, my dear," Rob began, earning a smile from the studious brunette. "And you four definitely on near the top of my rankings, at the moment. But competition is fierce, and spaces are limited." Rob had never told a bigger bald-faced lie in his life. "And, while talk is good, action always speaks louder than words."

Hermione took the criticism well, nodding grimly, but focused. "Well, is there anything else I can prove my love to you, sir?"

Clones of Rob loomed out from behind him. "You girls know exactly what to do..."

Cho did not move from her spot, but the other three witches stood in a line, turned about, braced up against the wall. Gingerly and enticingly, they lifted their skirts, revealing sodden panties and dripping pussies.

As Rob's copies rushed to ram the three, Ginny put it perfectly, "Talk is cheap! Let out tight cunts prove to Master we're the best sluts he'll ever get!"

The Persona Girls

Makoto looked down in awe at what she was wearing. A perverted fantasy of her own dream and, yet, it felt so very right.

Then she looked at what Haru was wearing and blushed. Then she looked at the leering gaze of Rob Daily and blushed harder. She felt so exposed in her flimsy little outfit, but that too, felt right.

"Don't be shy ladies, show off those lovely bodies." Rob offered, eyes drifting from Makoto to Haru to Chie and to Yukiko in turn. "Sexy costumes are a key part of so many career available to you sluts. Cosplay, obviously, and streaming and stripping. Prostitutes, depending on your client. But especially sex slaves." Rob then said, wistfully and almost off-handedly, "Hmm, how I love dressing my slaves in naughty outfits..."

This sent an invisible signal to the four girls, all standing up to attention as their eyes widened in realization. Slowly, their hesitation evaporated and their efforts redoubled, as they showcased their bodies and clothes.

Makoto was dressed like a cop, a supremely sexy and slutty cop, with a cropped top showing off the entirety of her stomach, barely covering her chest, making her show-off her fat tits and lacey bra. Her leather skirt was practically a belt, stretched impossibly thin against her wide hips and titanic ass, and the outfit was complete with fishnets and heels, along with her officer's cap. Taking a breath, Makoto bent over at the waist, giving Rob an eyeful of her cleavage, before turning about and doing the same, showing how far her red thong was riding up her crack, the two fat pale globes of her ass cheeks squeezing through the thin fabric.

Chie was clad in a bright green qipao, slit high on both sides, and a diamond shaped window cut at the chest. She strode on her heels with much more confidence, striking martial arts poses and practicing kicks, showcasing her long, well-muscled legs. Yukiko tottered nearby her friend and lover in a red-and-white maid dress, waving a fan over her face in a coquettish and inviting fashion.

And Haru... she wore an apron. She accessorized with heels and bracelets, but it was just an apron, a size or two too small, tied tight over her nude body. The other girls initially cried foul on how that was a costume, but then Rob mentioned how the domestic look was a turn on for many men, himself included, and they quickly piped down.

"So, do you like it when women wear sexy outfits, Mr. Daily?" Chie asked, swaying her hips back and forth, highlighting her curves as well.

"Oh, but of course." Rob was eying the four of them like a platter of prime rib. He had picked the outfits they wore specifically, to highlight their bodies and match their personalities. "I love playing dress-up with my slavegirls." He let the rest be unsaid, let the girl's minds draw their own conclusions, to fill the **** need to be owned by Rob.

"And which outfit do you like the best?" Yukiko asked, now standing next to Chie, pushing their massive busts together.

Rob only chuckled. "Oh, I could never pick. Maid, cops, kung-fu girls, housewives... they're all great. And that's just scratching the surface. But my slaves have to look good in anything, can play any part, and are happy to do so."

"I am too!" Makoto nervously blurted out, before blushing again. "Um... I mean, I..."

"That's okay, Makoto." Rob soothed the flustered girl. "Your eagerness is charming, trust me. Just keep following your instincts, and I'm sure I'll be able to make fine slaves out of all of you."

The MHA Girls

It was called "The Most Common Superpower". Big-breasted, busty, buxom superheroines of all ages, races, and backgrounds that cluttered the pages of comic books. Rob personally knew the maxim wasn't entirely true, but it was a good rule of thumb all things considered.

And the maxim seemed to be relevant on both sides of the Pacific, a fact Rob had learned on his first day of teaching, when he saw all four of his Japanese heroes-in-training students. Even Jiro, canonically flat as a board, was rocking a heavy set of udders. Two gigantic globes of lovely pale titflesh which fit perfectly in the palm of Rob's hands.

"Oh wow, sir, I never expect you to have a Quirk."

Rob and his three copies each stood behind Kendo, Mina, Jiro, and Tsu, his whorish heroines bereft of their tops and skirts and underwear, the four Robs making out with them and groping their massive breasts, squeezing and caressing them, teasing their nipples. His erect cock was hotdogging between their thighs, engorged head popping out from the front, rubbing against their exposed pussies, their lewd fluids soaking the four identical cocks, dribbling down their thighs and onto the floor.

The Rob kissing Jiro broke away and smiled at Mina. "Well, I'm just full of surprises, dear. Not to mention, this trick is very useful in helping educate you hot sluts." Mina had her mouth invaded by her Rob clone, hips bucking against his grasp, moaning against his tongue. "Now, Miss Kendo, you were concerned about something?"

The redhead broke away from her Rob, gasping for breath. "Y-yes sir. I was concerned about our futures. We want to become sex slaves like you said, but we still want to be pro heroes two. We were wondering if it were possible to balance the two careers?"

"But of course." Rob gave Kendo's heavy tits a big, firm squeeze, thumbs rubbing her flat, broad nipples. She panted and squirmed as Rob continued his lecture. "You four are intelligent, strong, resourceful young women. You can do it all and have it all. In fact, there's a bit of crossover between heroes and whores, if you think about it."

"Mmm, what do you mean?" Jiro moaned, clenching her thighs together, squeezing Rob's cock.

"Heroes serve the public. Whores service the public. When you're out on patrol, fighting crime and rescuing the innocent, you should always offer your bodies to the people you help. Let them fuck you anyway they want, in order to calm them down, and show your devotion to the public."

The girls shut their eyes and shuddered, almost simultaneously, absorbing Rob's lessons and sealing them away. Of course, it made perfect sense, why had they never thought of it before? They were already parading about in skimpy, tight outfits, they should be offering their bodies for sexual relief and satisfaction whenever they went out on patrol.

"May I ask a question, sir?" Tsuyu asked, Rob nonverbally giving his permission. "Would it be okay if we became your sex slaves but still had sex with people when we went out on patrol?" The frog girl gave Rob a hopeful look, **** to have all of her dream come true.

And Rob saw no reason to break her heart.

"Of course, Tsu!" Rob began to saw his dick back and forth, rubbing the shaft against the folds of her pussy. "I let my slaves live rich inner lives. They can maintain any sort of hobby or career or relationship they want. They can also fuck whoever they want, and I'd have no need to be jealous. After all, I'm already the world's greatest lover, and I own them to begin with. I simply have one rule for my girls: when daddy calls, you come and answer."

"Yeah... that's what I want." Mina sighed, biting her lip as Rob sawed her too. "I want to be a sex **** and a hero-whore. And I want to answer whenever daddy calls..."

Her three friends agreed, closing their eyes and imagining their ideal future, serving at the beck and call of a lustful public and a loving master.

The Odd Two Out

"It's odd, I feel like I've never got any one-on-one time with you, sir."

"Me too. Feels like I've just been in the background for far too long."

"Well, ladies, apologies if you feel that way. I assure you, you'll be centerstage from this point forward."

Rob leaned back on his throne as he watched Gwen (Tennyson) and GoGo pranced about on the stages at the back of the class, spinning and dancing around the poles mounted to them. The ground around them was littered with their clothes, both girls now dressed only in their stockings, and they only had those on due to some advice from Rob.

"Nudity is sexy, but almost nudity can be even sexier. Just the slightest of clothing - stockings, a bra or corset, even tiny pairs of shorts or skirts - gives an erotic illusion that just can't be beat."

And so the two bewitched students danced lewdly for their teacher, while he strokes his thick cock. Gwen undulated and swiveled, rolling her hips and stomach and waist, showing off the slight, hypnotic curves of her slender body. GoGo twirled about the poll, spinning faster and faster, before planting her feet and squatting, taunting Rob with her muscular thighs, wide hips, and massive dumptruck of an ass. Both of them had their eyes locked on Rob and, more specifically, his cock, watching the thick piece of meat hungrily.

"You two have done such a wonderful job, even if it feels like I've been ignoring you." Rob told them, well aware of the hunger and lust radiating from the two. "But that's because I didn't want to make the other girls jealous. You two are definitely prime sex **** material. Now, who wants a cum shower as a reward for all their hard work?"

It took a few minutes for the girls to process what Rob had said, before they broke out into wide smiles, and before they rushed forward, happily getting cum smeared on their face from Rob's bukkake load.