Morning Break

Ian opened the door, not for the first time in the day, breathing a sigh of relief, as the class behind fell on each other in an orgiastic display of unbridled debauch, huge cocks popping out of trousers everywhere and being greedily gobbled by schoolgirl sluts, and looked at Ginni closely.

There wasn’t much to discern behind the large glasses.

Was she stupid?

Was this whole thing contrived, a wind-up, concocted by some of the more excitable members of staff?

Did those glasses actually work?

Could the woman see?

In any event, none of that mattered. He was two classes down and doing well. A few more like this and the whole thing would be behind him and he’d never have to think about it again.

It was too much like hard work.

He shut the door to the science classroom just as the super whore slut Lacey Raxxx shouted out ‘O MY GOD IT’S HUUUU-‘ and left them to it.

The corridor was mercifully clear. He had five minutes to steer Ginni to a safe haven before the whole area was completely awash with pornified students. That, she would not miss.

There were several urgent things that were pressing on Ian. One, his behemoth monster cock was now seriously testing the fabric of the doubled-up pairs of trousers he had been **** to wear. He *thought* he had detected a tearing sound some time ago as his angrily tumescent length had been agitating from below against the fabric, and was becoming concerned that his monster meat stick would soon prove too powerful and burst out of its confinement. The second was that he had no real idea of where he should go. Gina Taylor had been feeding him directions thus far, but he would need a way to check his phone to see what her instructions were.

He had to get Ginni out of the corridor, but he had no idea about the state of the staffroom. Normally that was where the *really* sordid debauch was conducted, added to which, the room itself was perhaps the most indecently decorated of every room in the school. Ian’s massive, juicy, smooth, eighteen and a half inch cock itself featured in innumerable photos all over the place – on message boards, awards ceremonies, the lot.

Just as he was deciding what lie to make up, the sound of high-heeled footsteps approaching from the other end of the corridor gave Ian a premonition of absolute doom.

It was Nurse Pennyweather.

This was going to be good. By which, Ian thought, he meant, incredibly bad.

The nurse looked as if she had sort of got the memo. Yes, she was dolled up. Yes, she was wearing shiny high-heels. Yes, she was scantily dressed. But she didn’t look like she had actively just begun strutting onto a medical-themed porn set. There was a white, short-sleeved nurse’s uniform, which showed a lot of massive, bulging, bronze-skinned cleavage, and there was a feeling that her red skin tight latex fingerless gloves shouldn’t perhaps go all the way up her arms. The red fishnet stockings were perhaps a bit too much and, true to form, not able to keep away from the stuff totally, she was sporting the PVC nurse’s cap with a red cross emblazoned on it, but the whole effect wasn’t give-the-game-away bad.

If you squinted, she could pass.

‘Mr White! Thank GOD I’ve found you!’

The busty brunette fuckdoll nurse was performing an exaggerated pantomime of agitation. This should be good, Ian thought.

‘I’ve been running around after you all morning. You’re not an easy man to find!’

Ian attempted to be circumspect.

‘I’ve been escorting the Inspector around the school, Nurse Pennyweather,’ he said. ‘Ginni, this is our school nurse, Felicity Pennyweather. Felicity, this is Ginni. She’s running the ruler over us today. Checking up on us to make sure that we’re a perfectly ordinary educational facility.’

Ginni smiled obligingly.

‘Good to meet you, Felicity.’

‘All well and good Mr White,’ Nurse Pennyweather said, ‘but you’re so officious and focused on helping others, you sometimes forget about self-care, don’t you? And where would you be without me reminding you to take your pills?’

The mega-busty nurse produced a familiar bottle of pills from a pocket and rattled them at Ian. They were, of course, the pills. The ones that Nurse Pennyweather had fatefully induced him to ingest on the occasion of his very first day at the school, the ones that had made his penis expand instantaneously from a normal healthy size to an eighteen and a half inch, juicy, permanently drooling, cum-spewing, vein-wreathed monster cock that pumped pints of cum at outrageous distances and never ever went soft.

‘Ah yes,’ Ian said. He’d taken one as usual, this morning, before all this nonsense with Ginni had kicked off.

‘Mr White has a condition,’ Nurse Pennyweather confided to Ginni, ‘a rare heart one that requires regular doses of medication to keep in check.’

Ginni looked concernedly at Ian as Nurse Pennyweather continued.

‘Constant doses,’ the nympho nurse breathed seductively, ‘administered several times during the day, to keep his thick, hot blood pumping vitally through his veins. So he can give us all the very best of his efforts to keep us all satisfied in his performance of his duties.’

Ian opened his mouth but Nurse Pennyweather held up a finger to silence him.

‘Now you simply must take these, which are simply vital for your stimulation – uh, I mean circulation. Here’s two for the morning, where I didn’t see you when you came in, and two for now, and another two for you to have over lunch. And I think you missed last night, so there’s two more to top that up.’

The Nurse shook a dozen pills into her palm, deliberately – spitefully, Ian thought – two more than she’d counted out.

Even for Ian, that was quite a lot.