Penny helps Alexis

Alexis didn't notice when the bell rang. She only realized class was over when everyone around her started standing up and leaving. A few people glanced at her, muttering to each other. Alexis got up quickly, used to being on the sending end of those glances, not the receiving end. Glancing back at her seat, she noticed a small wet stain where she had been sitting.

Red-faced and ashamed, Alexis strode quickly out of the classroom. She had to get away from this. She couldn't take it any longer. Alexis briskly walked towards the exit to the school. When she got there, she almost fell over at how quickly her feet planted themselves. Try as she might, her legs refused to take another step. Alexis swore, then sat down at a nearby bench, biting her lip as her stiff nipples rubbed against the fabric of her shirt.

The bell rang again. Alexis ignored it. She had no intention of going to class and sitting there in her own fucking mess, getting more and more magically horny. She wasn't going to let those plebians from her class see her in such a state.

Penny's classroom was just beside the nurse's office, so she could both help those with injuries and keep an eye on her students if need be. She was in her office, preparing for her first class of the day, when a student walked in, looking a bit nervous.

"Hello, are you looking for the nurse's room? It's just next door, and I can be there in just a moment to help you."

"No Ms. Cillin, I was looking for you, actually."

"Oh, sure. What's troubling you, buddy?"

"This girl in my class, she's acting a bit weird today. She's sweating, and her face is all red."

Penny focused on the conversation in front of her.

"Really? Well, she could have just exercised before coming to class. Did you notice anything else wrong with her?"

The student fidgeted.

"I don't bite, pal. You can tell me."

"She... she looked a bit... uncomfortable. She had her hand below her waist, and it looked like she was... um..."

The student trailed off, and Penny made a 'get on with it' gesture.

"...touching herself."

Penny smiled at the student.

"Well, thank you for telling me. I'll go talk to them. What was their name?"

When Alexis only had one minute left before class began, she found herself sprinting through the school, outside of her own control. People stared as she ran past, not used to her caring about attendance at all. She made it into the classroom with seconds to spare as everyone in the class stopped what they were doing to stare at her.

She was quite a sight at the front of the room, sweating slightly as she stood there panting, her nipples straining against the fabric they were pressed into. Alexis angrily stomped her way to her chair, shooting everyone a **** glare. A few people kept looking at her even as she did so, and Alexis made note of those who dared.

As the teacher began the lesson, Alexis was all too conscious of the eyes upon her. Less than 5 minutes had passed before she couldn't stand the pressure.

Getting up, Alexis strode out the door, muttering about the bathroom. Surely she would be allowed that much.

To her relief, she found herself able to continue walking, and made her way to the ladies room. Sitting down on the toilet, she tried to breathe deeply and block everything out.

It worked for about all of thirty seconds.

Alexis desperately needed to cum. It wasn't the horniness that was driving her decision; it was the thought of these peons thinking that something was wrong with her, like they were better than her. That wasn't right! She was the queen of this school!

Disgusted and ashamed at herself, Alexis reached down her skirt. She tried to touch herself, but her hands stopped just before they reached anything, and no amount of willpower would cause them to move further. Alexis tried her breasts instead; again, her hands would give her no pleasure.

Desperation coursed through her. She couldn't stay like this. This... curse, from her maid, it had to have a flaw. Maybe she couldn't touch herself with her hands, but she could use something else? Getting up, she looked around the bathroom, and under the stall doors. No one else was in here.

With gritted teeth, she walked towards the counter the sinks were placed on. There was a rounded corner here. She had made some girl do something using the corner of a desk, once. She couldn't remember that girls name.

Alexis tried not to think about how she was doing the same shameful act she had made that girl do back then. Placing her hands, Alexis tried to hump the corner of the counter.

She struggled hard, but her hands wouldn't let her. She was just an inch from touching her pussy to the counter. She pushed harder. Half an inch... a quarter...

"Ah, you must be Alexis."

Alexis spun around, jumping away from the counter. She had been so ****, she hadn't even heard someone come into the washroom. The nurse was standing there, arms crossed. What was her name? Patricia?

"I- what- you- get out!" Alexis spluttered.

"I can't do that, darling! I'm a nurse, and obviously you've got something wrong with you! I've heard of people masturbating in the washroom before, but humping the counter? That's crazy!"

"You- I wasn't! You don't understand!" Alexis shouted, stomping her foot.

"Oh, don't worry, I understand, even if I've never met someone quite as slutty as you. I'll help you out, darling. Here's some medical advice for you: take this, squat over one of those toilets, and keep it pressed right on you until you've got it all out 2 or 3 times." The nurse held out an electric massager.

Alexis shrank back from her outstretched arms.

"What the fuck?! I'll have you fired! How fucking dare you! I was- I-"

"Now listen here, I am a trained medical professional! So I would thank you kindly to follow my advice!" The nurse said, jabbing a finger at her.

Alexis gasped as her treacherous hands reached out and grabbed the massager from the nurse. She raged at her, helpless, as her feet carried her into the stall she had just exited.

"Oh, don't think you're some noble girl who can hide away in this stall. No, a whore like you should use the washroom by the back stairwell," the nurse called out.

Alexis's feet pivoted 180 degrees and took her straight past the nurse, standing with her hands on her hips as she watched Alexis walk past her. Alexis's spluttered outrage was silenced as she found herself walking into the hallway, holding a sex toy. Class was in session, but it was still possible for anyone to walk into the hallway and see Alexis there, walking with an electric massager.

As Alexis heard footsteps, she hid the toy up her sleeve up her sleeve. She kept her eyes intentionally forwards, not paying attention to who she walked past, only realizing that it was more than one person when they started talking about why she looked so weird.

Blushing crimson, Alexis's legs took her into the washroom by the back stairwell, which was lesser used by the female students. In an attempt to help certain transfer students feel more comfortable, they had implemented a mixed-gender washroom with squat toilets instead of regular ones. Intervention from Alexis's gang had caused any girl's who used them to be labeled as barbaric, and as a result, the mixed-gender washroom instead became a set of extra urinals for the guys at the school.

Alexis walked into the bathroom, horror on her face as she did so. She didn't want to be caught dead here. Her horror mounted as she walked into the stall, squatting down over the toilet, feet right below her but legs spread as wide apart as she was able. Not only was there someone in the stall beside her, but her body hadn't felt the need to lock, or even close the stall door.

As she squatted down, Alexis's hand pushed the 'on' button on the vibrator, pressing it against her hand with a quiet hum. She tried to turn it off again immideately, but her hands wouldn't let her. She could slide it around her arm, and she did so nervously, glancing at the feet visible beside her.

Luckily, it looked like the person in the stall next to her hadn't heard. Not only was music playing over the speakers in the bathroom, but they were also on the phone. She could see little puffs of smoke appearing over the stall every once in a while as well.

Alexis froze up as another pair of footsteps were audible, echoing from the empty hallway as someone walked past. If anyone came into the washroom right now, or the person next to her left the stall, they would find her in an obscene position, and she wouldn't even be able to get up until she had orgasmed.

Her mind was still cloudy from her magic, as well. Otherwise, she never would even consider stooping to something of this level. But with the desperation of the situation, and the desperation in her panties, her mind emptied and she pulled the vibrator along her arm and down her chest. She went between her breasts, bristling at the sensation as the wand brushed both of them as she went through her cleavage. Passing down beneath her skirt, she pulled the vibrator all the way down and pressed it on against her clit through her panties.

Alexis covered her mouth with her hand as pleasure began to build in her. Her hand moved of her own volition, starting by slowly teasting the vibrator around her clit before going further down and tracing her lips, finally settling between them. She clenched her teeth as her pleasure surged and surged.

She had been stewing in her juices for hours after edging all the way to school. It took less than a minute for Alexis to cum the first time.

Alexis spasmed as she crouched there, cum leaking through her panties and dripping down as she gasped for breath, hand still keeping the vibrator firmly pressed to her lips. As she came down from the throes of orgasm, her mind was hit with a sudden clarity as her magical horniness faded.

I just masturbated in what's pretty much the men's washroom, like some slut. And anyone could have come in and seen me.

The thought made her want to break something. But she had to keep going. Someone could still come and see her at any point, and the nurse had said 2-3 times.

Alexis didn't move the vibrator from where it lay, pressed firmly between her panties. But now that she was clear-headed, she was free to hate every second of this moment with every fibre of her being. Every bit of pleasure made her feel more embarassed, more humiliated. She checked on the person beside her every few seconds, making sure that they weren't leaving the stall. When she wasn't checking on the person next to her, she had to look ahead of her and see the open stall door, causing shame and frustration to rush through her.

She moaned into her hand as a more powerful wave of pleasure came. As soon as it passed, she tried to reach out and grab the door to the stall, to at least partially swing it shut. But it was just out of reach. Her outstreched hand wasn't quick enough to cover her mouth again as she suddenly moaned again.

Eyes wide, Alexis turned to the stall next to her. The shoes had moved for the first time in a while, turned slightly towards her stall.

Alexis knew it was only a matter of time before the person next to her left the stall. Her mind raced as she thought of any way to speed up what was happening. She thought and thought, until her mind reminded her of what had happened to her on the way to school.

Loathe as she was to reminisce, Alexis needed to be done with this. She took her hand away from her mouth, biting down on her shoulder instead, and began to play with her nipple.

It was achingly hard to the touch, having been kept on edge for so long with no abatement of lust. Alexis's breath picked up the pace as she circled and rubbed her nipple through her shirt, and her pussy leaked like a faucet as she moaned into her own shoulder.

There were footsteps coming from the hall again. Alexis pinned the vibrator against her pussy with her hips to free up her other hand, rubbing both of her nipples rapidly. The footsteps got louder and louder as Alexis got closer and closer...

Alexis came for the second time, pinching her nipples, vibrator falling away from her as she she soaked her panties a second time and someone entered the washroom. She stayed there squatting, pulsating until her orgasm finished as they walked down the row of stalls, past the person next to her...

Alexis could finally move. She jumped up, slamming the stall in front of her shut and locking it as the person walking in took a step back in fright. Her heart pounded as the person recovered, walked past her and stepped into the stall next to her.

She heaved a sigh of relief as she took a step back and crouched down, hugging her knees to her chest.

That was close.

I am going to fucking kill that maid.

Raging, Alexis reached out to push herself off the ground. Her hand touched the electric massager, accidentally pushing it against her foot.

Sudddenly, Alexis's legs flew apart again, putting her back into that slutty squatting pose. She tried to stand again, but both her legs and her hand on the vibrator were stuck. Desperately heaving on her leg, Alexis realized that she had accidentally turned the vibrator on when she had put her hand on it. And the nurse had said 2-3 times. Not just 2.

Literally shaking with rage, Alexis gritted her teeth and slowly moved her hand, tracing the vibrator along her body towards her now swollen pussy lips. She was so angry, she forgot to cover her mouth for the first few seconds of contact, and let out a few audible moans before clamping her hand over her mouth.

She heard shuffling from both the stalls next to her as she squatted there, vibrator pressed firmly into her crotch. Although her magical lust had abated, her body was still extremely sensitive due to the back-to-back orgasms that she had inflicted upon herself, and she realized with a start that she had started to lightly grind her hips against the vibrator.

What am I, some kind of whore?! Focus on getting out of here!

It took very little time for her to be pushed to the edge of orgasm again. She thought her fear and humiliation at the thought of being caught would taper off now that the stall was shut and locked, but those emotions were the same, maybe even more powerful than before.

Alexis closed her eyes as she came hard for the third time that period. Biting her fingers, she barely kept from moaning as her body pulsated sporadically, causing her to grind on the vibrator again, and causing her orgasm to last even longer than the last one. Her legs stayed spread to 180 degrees as she came, some of it missing the squat area beneath her and ending up on the floor.

When Alexis was able to collect herself, red-faced and panting, she held the vibrator as far from her body as possible. Touching a hand between her legs, she was shocked at the amount of sticky liquid that had dripped down them. It wasn't visible unless you were looking closely, but Alexis could smell it as well as anyone else. She reached out to grab some toilet paper and wipe it off, only to find that this stall was out of toilet paper.

Hurriedly, before the other people in the stall could realize, she silently unlocked the stall and crept into the main part of the bathroom, holding her hand out under the paper towel dispenser. Nothing came out. Frustrated, she waved her hand again. Nothing.

I can't leave like this! Alexis thought in despair.

In a last ditch effort, she pushed the button for the air dryer. It whirred to life, and Alexis took a few breaths to steel herself for the humiliation before lifting her skirt and walking in front of it.

As Alexis flashed her soaking panties to the air dryer, some of the liquid was blown away. Alexis was relieved for a moment, before realizing that the heat had just made the smell more intense. It filled the bathroom now, and unless somone had no sense of smell, they would know what had happened in that stall.

"Ugh," one of the people in the stalls called out. "What the hell?!"

Alexis heard the stall door unlocking. Panicking, she dropped her skirt and ran out into the hallway.