Morning Shower

Would you believe me if I said that band class went off normally without anything weird happening? No? Good, cuz that wouldn't be true. I walked in and set my stuff down. I looked up through the chaos of people scattered about randomly to find Del Moro standing there in a very short skirt. She normally wore long pants so it was actually nice to see her legs.

"Kenway. You decided to show up this morning. You skip my class yesterday?"

"What? No, I have student government. You know that, I go there Tuesday and Friday mornings." I said. I wasn't gonna fight this too hard, she clearly was ready to punish me somehow.

"Uh huh. Come here and kneel before me." I looked around the room full of people and their attention all turned to me.

"Mrs. Del Moro! John does have Student Government!" Hannah protested. Del Moro raised her eyebrows.

"Oh, you want to join him? Be my guest, kneel next to him. Anyone else wanna join these two?" Nobody spoke up. I almost laughed, 'no we don't want to be sexually punished ma'am...anything but that!' I got on my knees next to Hannah and smiled at her sadly.

"You tried." Del Moro towered over us, lifting up her skirt to reveal her perfectly shaven, tight pussy. She looked down at us and bit her lip, her fingers found her clit and she started to rub.

"I don't like students missing my class, I don't like students mouthing off. I hope ugh..." She moaned and bit her lip, doubling over a little at the pressure from her fingers. "I hope that me squirting a nice hot load of girl cum all over both your faces, that you...ohhh fuck. oh fuck oh fuck...." She regained herself. "You both learn some respect." I gently moved my hands over to Hannah. I held her face with both hands, one under her chin and one around her ponytail and I angled her head up toward Del Moro's tight pussy.

Satisfied that Hannah would get nothing but the biggest blast of squirt from between our teacher's legs, I turned my head and opened my mouth as wide as possible. Del Moro grinned one last time before devolving into a cumming, squirting, machine.

"Oh FUCK, FUCK FUCK! Yes, take it all on your pretty little faces, oh good yeah get it in your fucking mouth. Both of you, Hannah open up!" She power washed us in her girl cum. The pressure and the heat was so intense that I internally was grateful I didn't take a shower that morning, what would've been the point? As Del Moro started to come down from her squirt, she smirked and then smeared her hands over both our faces. "Good. Remember that." She strutted off to her office and I quickly turned to Hannah.

"Oh my god, are you alright?" I leaned forward and licked the glistening liquid off her cheek and then swirled it in my mouth before moving forward and feeding it to her little mouth.

"Uh...yeah. I'm alright. You have..." She ran her fingers through my hair and then fed each one to my mouth so I could drink down more of the hot, tangy liquid.

"Well...at least that's over. Thank you for trying."

"Yeah, she was being a bitch to you. Thought I could stop her, I'm an idiot." We both laughed and then got up and spent the rest of the class chilling out with our respective friend groups.

Sitting with a group of guys playing cards in a world where you can get sex whenever you want was fucking retarded. I took out my notebook and decided to add to my notes about this world.

-If I break a rule around men, they either blow it off or defer me to a female authority above them.

-Breastfeeding

-Handjob

-Making Out

-No way out of this new paradigm

-Only me affected?

-looks for reasons to punish

-punishments can involve others

-nobody reacts to the nature of the punishment, only the fact that there is one

-increased endurance?

This was my old list. I think I can clear away some of these question marks. Only me affected? Definitely. Increased endurance for sure, I think I would've died by now if that weren't true.

-sexual sustenance

I hadn't eaten anything but pussy since the world changed...I needed a name for that event. The Shift? Is that too scifi? It was simple and catchy, I decided to run with it. Since the Shift, I hadn't needed to eat, stop fucking, my endurance was increased, my cum control was developing. That was theme with all of these, they were in development. They didn't happen all at once. I wondered what else would develop over the next few weeks or years.

-people under my authority could be punished.

I facepalmed. What was I doing writing shit down? I was in band! I was the leader of the tenor sax section and the only other person in my section was Taylor. A curvy black haired girl with big fucking tits. I had never seen her as a sexual option before, but now I could punish her! I stood up and headed for the side room. She was sitting with her chunky fat little boyfriend Terrance. "Taylor, can I see you for a second?"

She looked up at me and got up. "Yeah, John. What's up?" I walked her into the storage closet where we kept our instruments. I pulled her tenor case onto the ground and opened it. I didn't know that her case was a mess, but mine was. Always, and she cared way less about band than I did. Her case being a shit show was a safe assumption.

"Look at your fucking case. It's a mess." I said to her. "Why is all your shit strewn about?"

"Oh, I uh...I didn't think it mattered since the year was kinda over...I can clean it up if you want." She quickly got down and I sighed.

"No, Taylor. You need to learn a lesson here. Stand up." She stood up. By the way, I had no idea that this would work. The Saxophone section was all kinda mixed together with the altos and baritone. If anyone asked who the leader was, the would point to Craig who was first chair of the altos. I didn't know if I was considered an authority figure or not, but if I fucked up and got punished for this...whatever right?

She looked nervous. "I need you to take the ribbon out of your hair." She complied slowly, letting her black hair fall to her shoulders. It was very smooth and nice when it was down. "Okay, let's get these jugs out." I pulled up her tank top and it struggled over her massive tits. She moaned a little and some of the guys in the storage closet were giggling to each other. Oh yeah, I was doing this in front of people.

She reached into her bra and lifted both out in to view. "Good girl." I said lustfully at her. "Nice big fleshy tits. Here." I took her ribbon and started under her udders, wrapping them together and binding them up so they would stick straight out. I didn't like the BDSM bruised tits look so I tied it very loosely but I made sure the knot would hold. "There you go. You need to have your tits exposed and presented the rest of the period. Understood?" It was only 10 minutes but still.

"Yes. Sorry, John. Do you want me to clean my case back up too?" I shrugged.

"Do whatever you want, just make sure your fuck bags stay tied like that, or I will have to punish you more. Got it?"

"Yes...sir." She said slowly. She got down on her knees and began straightening up her case. It wouldn't help, I would find something tomorrow to punish her for. I decided to test if I was actually allowed to do that or if she was just going along with it because she was scared of me. I don't know why she would be, we were friends.

"Mrs. Del Moro?" I walked into her office.

"Kenway."

"Taylor's tenor case was filthy so I bound her big soft melons together and had her expose them."

"So now you decide to be a section leader. After the season is over. Thanks. Did you decide to be good at saxophone too?" I almost laughed at how sharp that burn was.

"Nope. Still shit at that." I said honestly.

"Oh well." I left the room unscathed. I guess I did have the authority! I went back to my bag as the bell rang and I watched with delight as Taylor struggled with the knot holding her tits together. She finally got it and the creamy flesh fell down like a massive flood. She hefted each breast up and put them back into her bra, readjusted her shirt, then fixed her hair with the ribbon. Don't worry Tits, I wasn't done with you yet.