New Dress Code

"Excuse me, young lady." You chide as you approach the terrified teenager. "What do you think you're wearing?! That outfit goes against Hole Academy dress code!"

"W-wha? Who are? What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" The girl looks confused but inspects her clothing as though she forgot to put on part of her uniform. You inspect her as well, like a piece of meat. Messy blonde hair tied in a sloppy bun. Nerdy type. Would probably look cuter without the thick glasses. Looks like she probably has a nice body, but the baggy blouse hides her curves and the long pleated skirt goes below the knee. It should be criminal.

"Your skirt is too long, missy. Hike it up."

She clearly doesn't believe you're an authority figure yet, but the universe forces her to begin slowly pulling up the hem of her skirt over the knees. "Is this better?"

It's nowhere near where you would like it, but after dribbling Tack's cranium like a basketball you feel like taking your time with this one. "That's nowhere near enough! What is your name?"

"G-huh? Really? My n-name is... uh... Mad... Maddison... Maddison Koontz..." She stammers out, trying to roll her long skirt up around her waist. More and more of her creamy thighs are slowly revealed, already more than she is comfortable showing. "Is this better?"

Her skirt is now up high enough to show where her well toned inner thighs touch slightly, without being too plump, but you'll need to see the gap. "Higher, Miss Cunts! Lets go!"

Maddison is now pretty sure you aren't really a teacher as the hem of her skirt just barely covers her pussy. "Is this better?"

"Hole Academy dress code clearly states that the uniform skirt must fall no lower than the top of the thigh gap." You stick your finger in her exposed gap, lightly rubbing your knuckle against her fabric covered slit, causing her to jump.

"MADDIE CUNTS!" You yell at her suddenly, feigning outrage and causing her to jump again. "You know that underwear is STRICTLY forbidden on the Hole Academy campus! Remove that contraband immediately!"

"OH MY GOD! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Here!" The terrified blonde cries as she quickly rips her tiny white panties off and practically pushes them into your hands. You promptly begin using them to clean the slime of collected juices from under your balls and by the time you pull them back out they are stained a deep shade of yellow.

"Well if you can clean these back to white by the end of the day I won't tell your parents what you've done. Open your mouth."

Maddie looks at you in abject horror as her mouth opens against her will and you stuff the putrid panties inside. She winces as the taste hits her tongue and nearly vomits as the juice hits the back of her throat. You smile with wicked glee while she sucks out her first mouthful and swallows it, retching several times as her body desperately tries to reject the foul fluids.

"You'll be fine, Cunts. As long as you didn't do something stupid like wear a bra or something... That could get you expelled these days..."

Maddison's face goes pale with fear, knowing she is indeed wearing a bra. She gulps out of nervousness and swallows more of your jizz from the panties in her mouth, trying to decide if she should mention her latest transgression.

"Maddie, you aren't... wearing a bra... are you?"

She weakly shakes her head in an unconvincing lie, so you dramatically rip her shirt open, popping every button on the way down and exposing a lacy white brassier. You attempt to feign outrage as you tear it off of her body but all your fake anger melts away as time immediately slows to a crawl, her newly bare breasts seemingly stuck in time and space as you throw her ruined bra away. You watch in rapt attention as they drop in slow motion, jiggling for just a moment at the bottom of the curve before bouncing back up again at a shorter interval. You stare transfixed in awe as they push together slightly when Maddison begins weeping into her hands. Each individual sob causes another tiny jiggle to radiate gently throughout the perfectly shaped orbs, like throwing a pebble into a placid pond. You begin to drool.

"My... God..." You stammer as you take the glowing orbs into your hands for the first time. The size: Perfect. The shape: Perfect. The hang, the weight, even the feel.... All perfect. Not only that, the nipple size, placement, color, orientation, areola ratio, even the number of bumps around the edges are all completely perfect. The weightless hang Seems to spit in the face of God by defying physics, yet stands in undeniable testament to God's perfect creation. It's as though Jesus is holding them up for you, to show you why life is still worth living.

Your vision goes black as your face falls into her cleavage, drawn in like a magnet. As you begin to motorboat the weeping schoolgirl as you lament your inability to stare at their splendid majesty simultaneously. You both gently cry together for several minutes before Maddison finally breaks the silence to ask, "what are you doing?" Around her mouthful of soiled underwear.

"Oh my GOD! Shut the fuck up, bitch! Don't ruin this for me!" You say, gruffly placing a finger across her lips to indicate silence. "Not everything is about you, Cunts!"

You sink your head back into her bountiful bosoms for a moment, sinking deeper and deeper, then popping back out with a start.

"It couldn't be..." you muse to yourself in wonder as you quickly fish your cock out of your sweatpants and sandwich it between her wonderous massive mammaries. Your penis feels as though it is sailing through an ocean of marshmallows as you push forward, yet never making it way to her sternum. She's the perfect size for a front facing titfuck. You barely even have to hold them together as you begin to thrust faster and faster.

"Does this mean I'm not in trouble any more?"

"This is obviously the punishment, stupid!" You yell, pulling the panties out of her mouth and wringing them out on her chest for lube. You mop up under your balls again before stuffing them back between her lips. "Just get these clean and before you get expelled or something."

You spend the next 20 minutes not just fucking her tits like a brutish animal, but making sweet love to them, over the gentle sounds of the young blonde slurping and retching on her underwear. Once you've had your fill you pull back and triumphantly pound out an abstract art piece across her perfect chest. You stand back and admire your work.

"Can I go now?" Maddison finally asks. She takes the balled up panties out of her mouth and unfurls them for your inspection. You use it to helpfully mop up your artwork from her chest before pushing them back into her mouth for another round of cleaning. She whimpers as she begins swallowing the slow drip of your cum she can suck out of her underwear.

You tie the twisted ends of her uniform shirt together in front of her, carefully adjusting the amount of cleavage and underboob are showing as a thinly veiled reason to keep feeling her up. You stand back and admire your handiwork. Her bright pink nipples show clearly through her thin white top, still partly wet with your recent load. She has gone from dorky prude to **** slut in record time.

"Just one final touch..." You say, grabbing the nerdy glasses off her face, snapping the plastic frame in half, then tossing the two halves over your shoulder. "There! Now that's the proper Hole Academy uniform!"

"But I can't see..." Maddison complains, already squinting to try to see you. "How will I get around?"

"Ask your parents to get you some contacts or something... A good hole prioritizes looks over her own comfort." You state matter-of-factly. "For today, I'll just help lead you around like... this!" You suddenly stuff your unlubricated middle finger into the unsuspecting young girl's tight asshole up to the knuckle in an instant. She yelps with surprise as you wiggle it around to indicate which direction she should move.

"Now take me to your... uh... leader!"

"The Headmaster?"

"The Head... MASTER?" You repeat back, incredulously. Your mind is suddenly reeling from the implications of a Master of Head in the Blowjob Universe. "Yes... Take me to this... Head... Master...."

"It's um.... down this hallway.... I think..." Maddison says, awkwardly beginning to walk towards the blurry shape she believes is the entrance to the school as you continue to squirm your finger around in her virgin asshole for fun. You pass by many girls in the old uniform as you enter the hallway filled with lockers towards the Headmaster's office. They whisper to each other tersely as you walk their half naked schoolmate down the hall. Not a single one of them offers you a blowjob. Not even one. You shake your head in dismay.

Maddie suddenly feels happy you broke her glasses so she doesn't have to see her classmate's stares, but she knows they'll all be wearing the same thing soon enough. It's the new dress code.

You arrive at a door with the words "Headmaster" on the window in bold white letters, so you kick it open and scream "HEADMASTER! I AM COME FOR YOU! GIRD YOUR LOINS!"