A Week Later

A Week after Miss Hugetits got fired

Miss Bambi Hugetits was on her way home from her consultation. She was getting a boobjob. As lovely as her 34DD tits were, she had been informed by Kevin that she needed bigger if he was going to keep fucking her.

It was going to cost all her savings, but that was fine. She jad her job at the strip club and she'd found a publisher for her book. She was writing her own Psychology of Misogyny and it was covering why men were superior and why women were inferior.

Arriving home, she finds a crowd of men entering and leaving her house. Her fat tits bounce as she trots to them in her heels and asks who they are.

Turns out Kevin had found a forum of Free-Use Sluts online, and cut copies of the key she gave him. Now dozens and dozens of men she didn't know knew her, and her daughter.

Her twenty-four year old daughter Honey, full name Honeycunt Hugetits, with her 36GG rapemelons, had been **** by Kevin the day after Miss Hugetits gave him her housekey. Afterwards,  she'd sucked his dick while he explained why Honey could expect it to happen more often.

In the house, you could smell the sex. She'd been out for most of the day and it was close to dinner time. Honey looked barely conscious, covered in jizz and getting all three holes filled at once.

"Hey boys, can't a dumb bitch get some hard cock?" Miss Hugetits asked aloud, getting all the men to finally notice her.

~○~

Kevin was loving Psychology even more now that Miss Hugetits wasn't around. She was right, her replacement was even better than her. The prudes running the College probably only thought she was appropriate because she was Black. But over the week, Ebony Dummi had made it clear what she was about.

Ebony Dummi was older than Miss Hugetits, nearly fifty. But she only looked nearly thirty. Her hair was straight and dyed blonde. Her natural 34O udders strained against outfits that looked like Bimbo Secretary costumes for Pornos.

Kevin walked into Class, his fellow student Katie was carrying his books. Only Kevin knew that the "study" the students were taking part in was fake, and just being done to domesticate the girls in class.

"Mr. White," Ebony called out to Kevin, "tell Katie to straighten her back when carrying your books." That was one of the things. All the Male students were "Mr Lastname" while the girls, their teacher included, were addressed by their first name. It was subtle, but Kevin had already noticed how much more demure Katie had gotten after a week. The slut hadn't once been able to look him in the eye in days.

Katie... he didn't know her last name. Something Asian. She was an Asian teen with 36EE juggs. She used to dress pretty conservatively, but under his command she'd gotten tiny shirts and skirts, dyed her hair pink, and gotten a nose ring he liked to pull.

He knew why she was bent over while carrying his books. Under his gaze though, she stood straight, and her fat melons popped up and rested on his book pile, like she was offering them.

The Class seemed less full. That was because of two things. First, the female students had to sit on the lap of their male partner for the "study". It meant they couldn't really take notes, so while Ebony told them the "study" was an important portion of their academic score, they were unknowingly tanking their scores and failing.

The second was the dismissal of the black male students. They weren't given a female partner and when they complained, Ebony removed them.

With Katie on his lap, it was difficult for Kevin to jerk off. So he started groping his Asian bitch. She stayed quiet, afraid he'd twist her nose ring again. Her father had been very loudly disgusted by her new look, though her mother seemed interested, and was asking about Kevin.

Ebony smiled. She was already hearing from other teachers about the Men in her Class becoming more confident in other Classes while the cunts were demure, quiet, submissive. Hopefully some of the other Teachers could be made to see the light and amend their Classes to resemble hers. She felt wet at the idea of all the cunts becoming college dropouts and becoming stay at home breeders and cocksockets.

She handed out the details to a new podcast speaking on the subjects they were studying. It was actually two, one for the Men, affirming Male Superiority, while the cunts got subliminals and hypnosis to embed sluttiness, submissiveness, and inferiority into the cunts useless brains.

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At Kevin's home, Katherine had her face buried in her cum-stained panties while fishing her cunt. She didn't care that the curtains weren't closed, didn't care that people passed, saw her, and watched, she needed this.

Katherine was reaching a breaking point. It wasn't enough to just accept and support her son's Misogyny. It wasn't enough to just get slapped and punched by her son. It wasn't enough to wear his cum. Not anymore.

She needed his cock. Needed him to **** her while he fucked her stupider. She was going to have to beg him to finally fuck her when he came home.

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