First class of the new year

It was a cold January morning, the first day of class after the holidays. A crowd of students rushed past a snow-covered sign which read “Salt Bay Senior School & Alpha Playground.” They were trying not to be late for first period, and Enzo Slater was among them.

He was one of the last few to stomp into the classroom, already throwing off his winter coat. Students chattered around him:

“Ugh... ‘Health & Career Development?’ What does that even mean?”

“It’s like resumes and stuff.”

“Gotcha. I’m gonna take a quick nap, see you in 45.”

The bored young woman in question never made it to her desk, however: a “Guest Student” took her hand, led her to his own seat, and bent her over for some quick pre-class rutting.

Guest Students were Alphas between the ages of 18 and 20, staying in Salt Bay as part of a long vacation or exchange program. They weren’t required to attend school by any means, but those who wanted to keep up with their studies (or just plow dozens of teenage girls) were welcomed with open arms. Enzo’s Health and Career Development class had five such students, who all sat near the back of the room.

As Enzo took his seat, he noticed that the teacher was already there... And it wasn’t the right teacher, unless the “Mrs. Tina Clifford” noted on his class schedule was a large man in his sixties, with a belly and beard to rival Santa Claus.

“Morning... Morning...” The man greeted each student as they passed by, a polite smile on his face. “Morning... Mm, great butt, come here a sec?

“Uh—Oh, okay,” the girl said, taking note of his Alpha OZID. She turned around and let him grab a handful of her ass through her yoga pants; he fondled and bounced it a few times before sending her on her way with a firm spank.

That student didn't make it to her desk either: the slap drew the Alpha clique's attention, and they waved her over. Soon she joined the formerly-bored girl on her knees. They got to work jerking, sucking, and getting slapped across the face by the five boys' ****-enhanced cocks.

One of the boys was a notoriously-aggressive Alpha that Enzo knew as "Shaft..." Although that probably wasn't his actual name, back in the real world. He soon grabbed the thicker girl's head with both hands and slammed his meat down her throat before shoving her to the floor. His friends complained as one of their toys was pushed out of their reach, but Shaft just shrugged and started dabbing repeatedly while facefucking the poor student.

Damn Alpha kids, Enzo thought as he sat down at a desk near the front. Every Salt Bay local had their own personal stance regarding Alphas, ranging from fear to annoyance to total worship. Enzo thought of them the way most teenagers thought about their parents: annoying and invasive, but respecting them (at least to their faces) made life easier.

Enzo perked up as Allie finally arrived. His girlfriend was obviously pregnant now, her belly and tits swelling more and more every day. That fact that was made even more obvious by the outfits that Gary kept buying for her: today she was rocking a tiny pink top and tight leggings.

As usual, her curvy form caught the eye of half the class. The Local boys rubbed at their crotches under their desks, wishing they could take her for a spin. Even the girls watched, some with jealousy and others with disgust. The Alphas in the back were too busy to take notice, much to Enzo's delight. Maybe we can talk, or sneak in a kiss--

"Morning, Gorgeous. Love the belly," the portly teacher said, smiling at Allie. "Hang out here for a minute, please."

Allie nodded and began crouching down, about to crawl beneath the front desk: that was almost always the next step when an Alpha teacher called her over, so why wait? This time, though, the man stopped her. "No, I'm fine. Just sit for a minute."

Giving him a curious look, Allie perched on the edge of the desk. She gave Enzo a little wave, and he blushed as he returned it. I still can't believe I have such a hot girlfriend...

Once the entire class was settled, the man stood up. “Welcome to Health & Career Development, or 'HCD.' I’m Mr. Harold, but you can just call me Harold—”

One of the Alphas in the back shouted out: “So your name is Harold Harold?”

Another piped up: “Where’s our bimbo cumdump, huh? You aren’t Mrs. Cleavage.”

Mr. Harold’s jolly expression disappeared for a moment. “You Guest Students might be Alphas, but so am I... And I will send you to the office, if need be. Not the nice, 'bimbo secretary playground' one upstairs, either: the downstairs one, with all those little old ladies.”

Nobody made a peep after that, so he continued: "Good. Mrs. Cleavage--Uh, I mean Clifford has been reassigned. Apparently she's not qualified to teach anymore... Not even a class as 'easygoing' as HCD." That got a chuckle, which Harold didn't seem to mind. "If you want to see her for whatever reason, wink wink, you can find her in the gym office. Apparently we've got some Guest Students on the football team this year."

One of the Alphas in the back perked up. He was in the middle of getting a spit-lubed handjob, but he yanked his glistening cock away, slapped the girl's cheek with it one more time, and headed for the door. Nobody stopped him as he broke into a run, sprinting towards the gym with his dick still out.

"Those of you who are staying are stuck with me. But don't worry, I'm sure we'll have fun." With some difficulty, Harold stood up and came out from behind his desk. He was naked from the waist down, and both his belly and his cock were hanging out the bottom of his button-up shirt. Surprisingly, the teacher's overweight frame didn't do anything to cover up the size of his junk: his shaft and balls were both massive and swollen, presumably because of some serious Spermizan dosing.

"I wasn't sure what topic we'd start off with, but this young lady decided for me," he continued, lazily stroking his cock. He barely had to nod in Allie's direction before she reached out and took over, jerking him off while he talked. "Teen pregnancy is an important issue, especially in Salt Bay."

Most of the students shrugged at that: reproductive education wasn't considered a necessary part of the curriculum in Salt Bay, since most pregnancies were the result of Alphas on fertility meds knocking up whoever they pleased. Still, they were happy to just sit and watch Allie's tits bouncing as she rubbed their new teacher's dick.

"Does anyone know who pumped a baby into this hot piece of ass?"

"I, ah... I..." Enzo tried to speak up, but his voice caught in his throat.

"You? Seriously? Good job, Kid... Wouldn't think you had it in you--"

"...My new step-dad," Enzo finished, staring down at his desk. "She--She's my girlfriend."

"Hah, right, that makes more sense!" Harold's chuckle was far from malicious ; he just seemed to be having a good time. "Hope you don't mind if I take her for a spin?"

"I... No. Of course not."

"Spit on it, Dear."

Allie obeyed, coating the thick shaft with a few well-aimed blobs of saliva: after all, she had plenty of practice.

Once he was lubed-up, Harold lay the pregnant student back on his desk. "Hm, hope this fits... I've heard pregnant girls stretch out better, though. Let's find out, shall we class?" There was a murmur of positive responses, and the man's smile grew. "Give me a countdown, from ten... Oh, and you Locals can masturbate if you like. It's only natural."

While some of the students began counting down, even more of them unzipped their flies. Enzo's stayed closed: he was only a few feet away from Allie and Harold, so he was having enough trouble just figuring out where to look and what expression to make. Shit, this is why nobody likes sitting close to the front...

Over to Enzo's left, his nerdy friend Isaac shot him a sympathetic look... Before pulling out his own member and starting to stroke it, just like almost every other boy in the room.

When the countdown hit zero, Harold shoved his massive cock into Allie's pussy. She yelped and then bit her lip, bracing herself as the teacher began throwing his considerable weight against her. The whole desk shook, inching closer to the wall every time Harold thrust forward.

"Guuuh... Sweet Jesus," he grunted. "So damn tight... But I did fit, on the first try. Guess that's our first experiment, over and done with. Mmm... Any ideas for number two?"

A few students shouted out suggestions, but Isaac was the loudest: "Check if her ass is stretchy too!"

"Dude," Enzo hissed, taking care to not let Harold overhear his objection. "What the fuck."

"Uh, sorry," Isaac replied, still whacking off furiously.