The Weekend is coming

Edit: made the fixes Daddy, sorry i'm such a braindead fuckpig
Edit: error fixed Cowto, sorry for being a stupid cumrag

It was rare for Ebony Dummi to be nervous. But she was. She moved things around her classroom, and her office. She rearranged the books on her shelves. She took down framed pictures and certificates from her walls and put them up elsewhere or replaced them.

There was a knock at the door of her office. Not waiting for her to respond, the door opened to reveal Blake Dummi, Ebony's thirty year old daughter.

She was only a little smaller than her mother. 32O to her mother 34O. Her abundant chest matched by a sixty inch rapewagon for an ass. While her mother had straightened hair dyed blonde, Blake had dreadlocks with some dreads being black, and others blonde. Ebony never liked it, hating black styles and fashions. Blake shared her mother's disdain for black people, but she liked embracing enough of her black ancestry to get some hateful, racist dickings.

To go with the thick, gold nosering she had, Blake had the statement "Matthew's Nigger Cow" tattooed on the inside of her left thigh. And it wasn't the only tattoo she had that detailed what she was. Above her enormous ass, her trampstamp is a bright red Queen of Hearts. A symbol that tells people that she only takes white cock.

Her arms are covered in red vines that have hearts as their fruits, each one marked with a Q.

Her outfit was a semi-transparent minidress that looked painted on. It had a wet look and Ebony remembered her daughter picking the dress because of that texture. "It looks like the dress is cum!" she'd said at the time to Ebony. And it really did look like a layer of jizz in the shape of a dress.

And it looked even more obscene thanks to Blake's big pregnant belly and bare feet. There were five marks on her belly, in the shape of people but close together like tally marks. Blake had had five daughters so far. Was her current pregnancy going to be number six? Or was there more than one in there?

Blake pulled her mother into a hug and the pair started making out, Ebony giving a surprised, happy, moan when Blake pushed the cum she'd been saving in her mouth into her mother's.

The make-out session went for a while, before they pulled away. It didn't stop the pair from fingering the other's cunt, but it was time to talk.

Ebony hated asking her daughter to work. She was so proud that her baby girl was a white man's house nigger, but Ebony needed to bring in a replacement teacher for Mr. Adeoye before someone else did. The President of the College was away and it was the perfect time to bring someone in who could help her transform the college for the better. Blake had the qualifications, and even had some work published.

It helped that Blake's Master was in a good mood on the phone. Matthew was taking his oldest to a concert for her birthday.

Blake needed a different dress for when she entered the teacher's lounge. One with sleeves and went enough down her thigh to cover her tattoos. Both felt bad about it, but it was necessary to avoid the other teachers objecting to Blake's appointment. It would be an easy day, as it was another half day like Tuesday.

Ebony was planning to tail the Dean of Art. Something in Laura's eyes told Ebony that there was at least one teacher in the college who was already a well-developed cunt for men.

Meanwhile, Blake knew who her first target would be. Ms. Kwan. The gook was a dyke that thought she was a Mistress. And it seemed she'd lost a "plaything" and thought a heavily pregnant black woman was the perfect replacement.

She'd have to ask if Master wanted Korean fuckmeat, otherwise she'd just guide the cunt towards a life of enslavement to all men.

~○~

It had become normal.

Everyone in the psychology class from the start of Ebony's time there had followed Kevin's example, with all the female students dropping their classes to get a matching timetable with their male partner. With all the female students either paying for their male partner's lunch, or making it for them. With the female students having their lunch on the floor, a tin of dogfood out of a dog bowl.

Some of the newer female transfers to the class were either embracing it fully, or were panicking about how low they were being pushed down and were bargaining.

One particularly stupid cunt had made an OF account, with all money going to her partner, in the hopes he wouldn't publicly humiliate her in the canteen. The next day she was living in his home after her dad kicked her out for having an OF. She was eating nothing but dogfood while her friends only had to do it once every weekday.

But none had a pack of sluts like Kevin White. First he had Katie, then her mother Cassidy joined. Some had felt cockteased by Katie, and how only Kevin used her. But then Cassidy joined and she spent all day on college grounds paying men to piss in her holes and fuck her, and begging girls to beat her up.

Nobody recognised the new bitch. She looked related to Katie, but fully Asian. Her chest was a B at most, but her ass... her ass was plump! Someone came forward and said the girl was Mindy Chang, and was the new therapist.

It confused people. Wasn't the therapist Katie's Dad Doctor Menelaus Chang?

Menelaus... Men... Min... Mindy...

One person got close to look again and saw a large buttplug I'm Mindy's ass... and a shrivelled ricedick. Doctor Chang had become the feminised pet of a patient!

Nobody cared.

Not even Mindy. Perhaps if she hadn't started doubling up on her pills there might have been a distant effeminate male voice still crying in anguish. But Mindy just felt tingly, feminine, and stupid. Kevin was spending the weekend again and this Mindy would be there too.

The stay over was for her too! She'd not been able to get an appointment at the Rochester Clinic to get some proper tits, so Mindy was getting pampered by her wife and daughter while Kevin helped her learn to be a good girl.

~○~

Laura went into her office after her last class finished. One of her students, a girl who was always admiring of Laura's height and toned arms and legs, had mentioned modelling and asked her to pose. She would normally brush it off and mention other models booked, but she'd faltered this time. Because of another student.

As the six foot three woman peeled down her long skirt, she remembered how his bulge pressed against her ass when he interrupted her and told her to check on a piece he was working on. She gasped as her cunt throbbed more, and she stood up to put her skirt away and remove her blouse.

She cupped her 34I tits, and jiggled them to make the large hoops attached to her nipples swing. Overcome with need, she found her pussy pump and put the cup to her cunt and turned it on.

She hadn't always been like this. Once she had been a woman as proper and strong as her height and physique implied. She had a happy marriage and a... satisfying sex life. But one day a student handed in a series of paintings. They were of a woman. Done in a series, each had the woman lying naked in her bed, in the aftermath of sex with a man. But the differences were in the woman's expression. The first had been fearful, violated. The final was wanton and passionate.

The story was clear... a woman **** into sex and becoming a willing participant over time. It was horrid, sexist... and Laura had masturbated to it for a week before meeting the student privately.

Then he did it to her. Made her a sextoy. And when he graduated, he passed her along. Until her present situation; the pet of a group of wargamers. And since the arrival of Kevin White, her life had further fallen apart.

It was that... that bas... that wonderful young man that convinced the others they should visit her home. She was fucked in every room and then her husband arrived.

Laura groaned as the suction on her cunt fattened her pussy. She was still married, but it was only at her expense. Since her pay went to a shared account, her husband kept it. He'd cut her copy and made sure she couldn't get a new one. Her address was still listed as living with her husband, but she'd not been able to enter since he threw her out.

She couldn't... wouldn't go to payroll to set up somewhere else for her pay to go, or give a new address. Because then she'd have to admit she was the pet of her students, that her marriage was dead, and she was homeless.

While she made some money with her paintings and painting models for people, most of that went towards pleasing her masters. Buying expensive models and painting them for them. She couldn't afford a car, let alone a house or an apartment.

Instead, she was taken home by her students. She was their toy for the night in return for a bed for the night.

"Good, I would hate to have to waste time stripping you." Was her only warning before her buttplug was removed and a cock entered her ass. It was him. The student.

"What she said was interesting. Modelling for us would be a good use of you." Subutai Khagan said as he showed his current piece and the reference picture he had; two black girls who looked related, kissing an erect cock from a man's point-of-view.

She groaned in pleasure and followed it up with a moan of shame as she imagined it. Her body on display... she wouldn't be able to hold back her pleasure. Her arousal. She'd touch herself, beg for attention, affection... cock. Everyone would see, everyone would know!

"I will take you with me tonight. You can teach two of my women to paint like you. They will be joining the club next week after they transfer to this college." He explained and she could only nod as her cunt filled the cup of her pussy pump.

Her cunt was even fatter than normal thanks to a longer session with the pump. Subutai put her plug back in, keeping his cum from leaking out. Then she put on her clothes for the Wargames Club. Six inch heels that made her even taller, thigh high black fishnet stockings, a black skirt that didn't even cover her cunt when she stood still, and a sheer black blouse with ruffles that covered her nipples, but made it clear she wasn't wearing a bra.

She let her red hair down, it always felt better when the boys just grabbed a handful instead of gripping a bun or ponytail.

"And while at my home, we will talk more about you showing more of yourself to people. Such a deceitful whore, pretending for all those stupid women." And Laura could only nod. Because as much as she didn't want to be exposed, it was also too arousing an image for her to not want a taste of that level of public disgrace.

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