Mondays last forever sometimes

Edit: fixed what You had noticed, Daddy. Sorry for being such a dummy! <3

At the Rochester Clinic, Bambi Hugetits was coming back to consciousness from her fourth round of surgeries. Her 34GG tits were increased to 34JJ, for now.

She had cackled at Menelaus Chang's story, and tore into him at the name his parents gave him in their attempt to help him fit in. Menelaus, the Spartan Cuck.

The Doctors walked in on them, seeing Doctor Chang showing his dicklet. In a rather condescending tone, the Chief Surgeon said there was nothing that could fix that, but he could give Doctor Chang some tits.

At lunch, Doctor Chang went to the teacher's lounge after cleaning his wife's pussy juice off of his face. He stammered and blushed when some of the people walking past him from behind mistook him for a new female teacher.

When he entered, he noticed that Mr. Adeoye's motorcycle jacket and helmet were gone. He tried asking, but nobody was able to explain where he was. He'd not appeared for his classes. He'd seemingly left the lounge that morning and not gone to class.

Mrs. Garcia was on the phone, this time though she seemed... angry. And she had a bunch of other phones, Doctor Chang assumed they were confiscated.

"Shirley answer your damn phone! There are... videos. Trailers for a... for a... and you're in them! Why would you say those things! Phone me, I'm going over to Maddie's after I finish my last class, you better be there because I don't want to have this conversation in front of our daughters."

Lunch was pretty minimalist. He didn't eat much meat, always preferred salads. But he hadn't had opportunity to make one when the Clinic shooed him out that morning and he hated premade salads from the store. As he muched on fruit, he thought about what to say when he met with Kevin later. What could he say?

In truth, he should report to the College Dean and inform her that he had lost impartiality and couldn't be Kevin's therapist. But... then... Menelaus Chang winced at having to admit to being an emasculated cuckold. No, no that's not what was the problem. The problem was worse.

"You were surprised they couldn't make you bigger. Do you really not understand how telling that is, Chang?" Bambi asked while she was typing into her laptop with one hand and rubbing a hard nipple with the other.

Doctor Chang tried to deflect, tried to say that of course he'd looked, but that just made Bambi lean over and squeeze his small nutsack until he admitted the truth.

"You should be glad you aren't interviewing Ebony, because she'd be a lot more... aggressive than me. I love the bitch, she's one if my best friends and was a great mentor, but wow is she ra... so anyway. You. You grew up with this tiny dicklet and body girlier than some girls, and you never searched for pills or a pump to at least try to fix it? And I'm sorry but you can't tell me this is the first time you've been presented irrefutable proof that your wife is getting it from someone else. No, you've suppressed until your personal and professional life mixed. You can't ignore Kevin like the others because you are supposed to pay attention to him, your patient.

It was true, he quietly admitted before wiping some ashamed tears. Thinking back, he could see so many times he'd just... ignored what was in front of him. Cleaners, pool boys, chefs, gardeners, etc.

But Kevin wasn't some temporary hire that disappeared once the job was done. It was Doctor Chang's job to talk to the young man and find out how to make him a polite member of society.

He literally had to analyse the situation in full detail, and in doing so was **** to analyse himself. And he was finding himself... wanting.

~○~

Mrs. Garcia had left the politics classroom to try phoning her wife again. Matt decided it was the ideal time to stop by and give a presentation.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Daisy cried as she was pounded into from behind. Laid across the teacher's desk was a clean and crisp Flag. Daisy had to apologise and kiss it while the red-blooded Americans in the class helped her by fucking her ass.

"Damn, Matt, this is awesome! Listening to that big-titted dyke trying to blame everything on America and Capitalism is such a drag." One of Matt's friends thanked Daisy's tormentor while spanking the humiliated Latina.

Some of the female students were complaining, but after a few slaps, they shut up. One male student tried to go get a teacher, but the international student Subutai Khagan delivered a flying kick to the guy's head. Matt had patted the Mongolian and let him jump the queue.

~○~

In her psychology classroom, Ebony Dummi was observing the differences between the students she started with, and the new sign-ups. It was only a couple more months and then students wouldn't be able to drop and sign-up for classes, but hopefully by then she wouldn't need them to be students in her class in order to educate them in the truth.

The new students were having to manage their girls a lot more, though she did see a few good girls who were happy to be arm candy.

As for the students she started with...

Mr. Kevin White and his property, Katie, were top of the class. Well, he was. Katie was of course getting nothing but failing grades as she missed every coursework deadline.

Katie wasn't paying any attention to Ebony. Her focus had been on discreetly jerking off Kevin since the start of class. And she'd heard about Katie and her mother Cassidy's actions during lunch.

She checked her phone and saw that Mr. Adeoye was being delivered to his new home. Served the fucking monkey right for thinking she would ever let her womb be tainted with his seed.

Something else she noticed about her new students... they had all brought non-white girls with them. She wondered if that was a coincidence, or if they thought white girls should be afforded more respect. She'd need to address that eventually. Obviously white was better, but all cunts were equally stupid, and belonged under the boot of a man.

~○~

Cassidy checked her phone. Her selfies were hot. The student had coated her face in jizz. He was zipping his pants up when she stopped him. He looked confused, and then she held up some more money.

"Can you... piss in my cunt?" Maybe if the MILF had slept at all, there might be some shred of the bossy bitch she used to be shrieking. It was bad enough she was paying some boys aged eighteen to twenty to fuck her in a college toilet, but to then pay extra so they would flood her holes with piss? Just to hope she can impress Kevin enough that he'll fuck her again?

Paying with the money she took of her husband?

But she needed to do it. Like Katie said, Kevin liked women who were worthless sextoys. Because only nasty, disgusting cumdumps could get horny eating dogfood like a bitch. Only a slut could get wet being slapped around. Only a brainless sexdoll could... could cum from her holes being used as a urinal.

The student hesitated, but finally took the money, slapped her and told her to hand him the phone again and spread her legs. Grinning like an idiot, Cassidy did what she was told. The student sneers.

"My parents told me coming to America would broaden my horizons. While I miss riding on my horses, at least there are plenty of whores to ride." Subutai Khagan mocked and made sure to capture footage of his dick pissing on Cassidy's cunt before pushing his cock inside.

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