Slight Addition to Plans

John sighed. He heaved the still and **** body of Kylie, the vibrator stuck down her pants into a corner of the basement, tying her limbs with his tentacles. He looked around the basement and gleamed, having completed his task of gathering the geese. He looked out the basement window, sunlight streaming in as the sky turned from a dark blue to a light one, the wake of dawn. He did not feel tired. Moreover, he was excited for tonight. It would be an interesting time, being an accessory to how Cleo would treat Samantha and her ‘gaggle of geese’. After all, he had gone through some trouble and effort to put things into place.

He thought of today, thinking whether he should ‘work’ today. And if so, who’s work, his mother, Mrs. Doe, the school nurse or ­Mrs. Kellie, a teacher.

That is when he remembered the boy that came in with Cleo. Who was he? He wanted to find out and he considered the fact that Cleo would use the banged-up knee to stay home from school. His frined would arrive but then not seeing Cleo, he would come straight to the infirmary to inquire. That is where Mrs. Doe would be.

Thus, he decided. He would go to work as his mother.

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The day had just begun, school bell having rung and done when there was a knock on the infirmary door. Mrs. Doe said, “Come in.” and the door swung open. In walked the one who came in with Cleo.

“Hi, Mrs. Doe. Uhh, Is Cleo here?”

“And who are you?”

He seemed somewhat taken aback but then answered,

“I’m Dave, I was the one who came with Cleo, the one from PE?”

“Ah yes.”

“so.. is he here?”

“No, I don’t think so.”

Dave looked down. He wasn’t looking forward to a day without Cleo. Or Mrs. Kellie. He let out a sigh. John picked up on the dejected tone in it. Mrs. Doe smiled lightly and pointed to the bed, tapping it.

“Come, have a seat.”

Dave looked at her and then around. Pointing to himself, he gave a questioning look. Mrs. Doe nodded and he slowly walked forward, bringing himself to the edge of the bed and sitting down on it. Mrs. Doe sighed as she crossed her arms under her boobs and pointed to the spot closer to her. Dave nervously laughed and scooted over, quickly shifting his gaze from her boobs to the wall and door. He wondered if they were always this big.

“Something bothering you?

Dave looked up at Mrs. Doe and then turned away, his shoulders slumping. He sighed,

“Cleo is not here… neither is Mrs. Kellie…”

“Mrs. Kellie?”

“Yeah. She left early, I guess, yesterday.”

“And?”

“And now, she isn’t here.”

Mrs. Doe chuckled, her eyes closing. Dave looked on, puzzled. She opened her eyes and pointed towards the bathroom door.

“She’s a little… occupied.”

Dave’s eyes turned to the closed door and then lit up. Mrs. Doe closely followed his expression. His blood rushed down to his mid and John understood.

Dave had a thing for Mrs. Kellie.

Of course, he had lied about Mrs. Kellie being there, he had absorbed her and her entirety into himself. If anything, Mrs. Kellie was inside Mrs. Doe. He sighed, quickly thinking of a way to rid of Dave before changing into Mrs. Kellie. Then he remembered the bell. Mrs. Doe patted Dave’s thighs and stood up.

“Come on, go to class now, no more skipping.”

“Huh? Oh!”

Dave remembered the day had begun. He got up and glanced at the bathroom door a couple times, wishing that Mrs. Doe wasn't here. He took a moment before turning around and leaving the infirmary. Mrs. Doe sighed, uncrossing her arms and then thinking. Maybe… Maybe John could split himself into two beings?

Worth a try.

Mrs. Doe’s body began to bubble and shift. Her body expanded, her clothes slinking away in side the black ooze as it expanded. John became the size of two whole adults before a split appeared and then he turned into two distinct blobs of tentacled goo. Then in the next moment, the ooze blobs became shapeful and sized themselves into Mrs. Doe and Mrs. Kellie. Both were momentarily naked before the clothes morphed onto their gooey skin and then solidified. It took a nother moment as the slime from the transformation was absorbed into their bodies.

There stood Mrs. Kellie before Mrs. Doe. A success.

“So.”

“Dave.”

“Mhm.”

Mrs. Doe faced Mrs. Kellie and then nodded, looking towards the door,

“He won’t barge into an occupied bathroom.”

“Then… what will he do?”

Mrs. Kellie seemed to be thinking, looking towards the corner of the room.

“..I’ll stay back and see. You leave, we can sense him still around the corner.”

“Mhm.”

Mrs. Doe trained her gaze on the same corner, seeing Dave’s figure past the wall. She chuckled. With a turn, she walked out the door, opening it entirely and stepping out, her shoes clacking against the floor.

Dave looked on, hidden behind the corner, peering at Mrs. Doe’s back, her butt swaying as she walked. He took a breath. She seemed different but he couldn’t pinpoint it. He shook his head and once Mrs. Doe crossed the corner, he sneaked out and silently stepped towards the infirmary. With barely a noise, he caught the door before it closed and stepped inside, closing it before him. He turned around, the infirmary void of all persons. He looked towards the bathroom door and gulped. Stepping forward, a part of him told him not to but he still continued quietly, reaching the door.

He stood before it and let out a sigh. It wasn’t much to do… he placed his ear on the door, keeping some pressure on the door.

He heard nothing.

Puzzled, he leaned closer and strained his ear. Still nothing. Feeling confused, he took a step back, placing his hand on the handle and lightly pushed it down. The door opened.

‘She lied to me?’

He swung the door open, looking into the empty bathroom. There was the toilet, seat down and the sink… He stepped inside, lifting the seat up. He wasn’t sure of what just happened but if Mrs. Doe lied to him… why? It made him angry.

As he peered down the bowl, the figure of Mrs. Kellie slunk in without a sound and then approached closely behind Dave. A grin appeared on her face, unbeknownst to Dave. He, feeling frustrated, decided to take a leak here, maybe leave a mess for Mrs. Doe to deal with. For lying to him. He still didn't understand why she would ever lie like that. He sighed and unzipped his pants, pulling his cock out.

Before he could grab it, a hand reached around and clutched it tightly, another one shooting to his chain and holding it in place.

He almost fell forward but the hand kept him from falling as his heart began to beat a thousand times faster. Mrs. Kellie brought her face close to his ear and then whispered,

“What do we have here?”

She loosened her grip on his cock, lightly stroking it up and down before she breathed out on Dave’s ear. Dave, recognizing Mrs. Kellie’s voice and brown hair… became rock hard in her grip instantly.

“M-m-m-Mrs. Kellie, I-”

She gripped his cock and gave it a couple more tugs. Dave whimpered.

“Such a big boy, you like this, don't you?~”

Dave lightly nodded his head, Mrs. Kellie’s hand going up and caressing his cheek. She pushed her chest to his back, the blood rushing further into his loins. Mrs. Kellie giggled. She wrapped her leg around his, reaching towards the front. Her crotch tightly pressed against his waist. Dave sighed, wondering whether he had hit his head somehow and died already.

Then Mrs. Kellie pulled her hand from his chin.

“Keep looking front, big hard boy~”

Dave obeyed and didn’t move his head. She fumbled around in her pocket, pulling out a folded piece of paper. Her other hand remained occupied, still stroking his hard cock and fondling Dave’s balls. He stood still as her hand wrapped around his waist and reached his flyer. The paper touched his cock and he looked down. Mrs. Kellie rested her chin on his shoulder, her hair covering much of Dave’s sight. Her hand wrapped the paper around the cock. Once it was done, she pulled both her hands out and patted the cock, toying with his slit and lightly pinching the head of his dick. He took in sharp breaths feeling very close.

And then Mrs. Kellie pulled her hands away.

“Come to me tonight, this place. I want this big cock all for myself~”

She said as she tapped the paper and dragged her finger across his dick. She grabbed the elastic of her panties and pulled it forward a bit before letting it snap back for Dave to hear.

She giggled and placed her warm salivating tongue to his neck and licked him. She pulled away and then walked out the bathroom, her footsteps clicking against the floor as Dave reamined with his hard cock pointed towards the toilet with the paper wrapped around it.

The infirmary door closed and Dave hurriedly pulled the paper and unfurled it, looking to read it. There, written in black marker, was an address and then a crude but very much visible drawing of boobs.

Dave stood there, flabbergasted, the paper raised to his eyes.

“Fuck did that just happen?”

There was only silence all around him to agree.