Jam it up her!

Using your opening while you still can, both hands on the staff, you step forward and lunge for Professor Phoebe. With all of your weight on your front foot, you use all the strength that you can still summon to press the tip of the staff up against her private spot -- and then inside of it!

As you jam the staff up her as far as it'll go (less than a fifth of the staff's total length, but still pretty far!), her eyes widen in shock. All of her confident demeanour leaves her, as her jaw slowly falls open and both arms go limp by her sides. She's frozen in place. You don't let go of the staff, just in case, so you're still bent over in that thrusting position as you look up to her. A-are you in trouble? She's not saying anything, and she's usually so in control..... does that mean?

Her wide eyes roll up to the top of her head, eyelids flittering and fingers twitching at the end of her limp arms. She's still just frozen there. Well, you came this far..... you can't give up now!

You shift your weight to try push it even deeper up into her, but you barely even need to. She's pushed over the edge after you slide it less than a millimetre deeper into her.

"GUUUHHHH!! A-ARNGH- AHHHHH!!" Professor Phoebe screams out into the empty gymnasium. She's spraying all over the place, quivering and shaking as she loses herself in complete, loud ecstasy.

Her bottom half is thrashing around and bucking wildly, as far back and forward as its range of movement will allow, and with such animalistic strength! You can barely even keep a hold of the other end of the staff as she degrades herself right in front of you, spraying out every ounce that she has in her body.

"M-my -- my WOMB, it's in my WOOOMMMBB!!" She cries out again, collapsing forward onto her knees as her pussy spasms and shakes even more around the staff you popsicled her with. She's gotta be exaggerating, there's no way that....

A-anyway! She's cumming! She came, she came! You won already -- now get it out of her, before she goes mad from this!

As you tug and pull on the staff, **** to get it out of her, you end up just twisting it around inside of her. Professor Phoebe's really really strong, and all of her muscles are firing off randomly right now as she kneels on the ground in front of you, cumming herself silly. Her pussy's gripping the staff too much for you to pull it out!

"Holy SHIIIIITTT!!!" She screams again, in an unbecoming shrill voice. N-no way, no way..... there's no way you made her like this, right?? Y-you've gotta be dreaming or something, she would never..... oh, g-got it!

You finally slide the staff fully out of her with a wet plopping sound, falling onto your backside as she releases it from her body. You did it! Phew -- the blue mats softened your fall, so you're able to immediately assess Professor Phoebe, who looks pretty worked over. Still kneeling, her pussy's firehose-like spray is reduced to something more akin to a tap, as her entrance opens and closes on its own around empty air. Slowly, lacking the strength to stop herself, her body starts to fall over backwards. She ends up lying down face-up, with kneeling legs but body laid backwards and arched at the midsection. She looks so out of it.....

"Aa-angh, a- ahhhhhh......"

That's all she's able to get out, before her eyelids shut gently and her open jaw goes slack, losing all of its prior tension. Her pussy finishes its intense orgasm and her muscle spasms are reduced to occasional weak twitches as she lies there -- limp and slumbering deeply.

You slowly get back up to your feet, using the staff to support most of your weight, to get a better look at her. You still haven't really quite taken it in.... it's sort of hard to believe. You probably wouldn't believe it, but there she is nude on the ground in front of you. Sweat-soaked, fully sprayed, and passed out. Her muscular form gone weak, legs unable to even support her and mind so far gone that it had to slip away into unconsciousness.....

You actually did it... you beat her! You made her cum, somehow, even though she's a total unbeatable sex demon -- you made her cum so hard that she's fully conked out on the ground now, limp and nude, because of your touch! S-sort of....

You poke at her lead with the tip of your foot gently. It rolls over to the side, and her tongue flops out onto the mat, right into a little puddle of her own spray. H-hopefully it tastes nice, and gives her really sweet dreams.

As you look her utterly defeated body over, a strange thought comes to you -- n-now that she's cum, you sort of want to know what it really d-does taste like.... you catch yourself licking your lips just in time to consider it. N-no, that'd be super dirty -- you only did this to her because you had to, licking her up now that she's passed out would just be excessive.... r-right? But then.... when are you ever going to have her cum right in front of you again? You bet nobody else has ever done this to her.... oh, why does thinking about things have to be so hard??