Research

When you arrive home, you immediately head to your room and close the door behind you.

Your parents aren't home yet. They're still at work.

For a moment, you just sit on your bed, trying to calm down after this crazy day.

After a while, you pull out your laptop, settle at your desk, and opening a browser. Your fingers hover over the keyboard as you try to figure out where to start.

You decide to search for "Jacob Myers" and your town's name first.

The results load, and you begin scrolling through them. You find his professional profile on the school district website with his credentials, previous positions and educational background. Everything seems normal enough, if a bit impressive.

According to his profile, he has been the principal at your school for over a decade.

Which can't be right. You remember that he was just a PE teacher at the beginning of the week. If that’s even true. Maybe even that memory is wrong. You’re not sure what you can believe anymore.

You click through more links, digging deeper, searching for any mention of him before this supposed promotion. But everything points to the same timeline - he's been the principal for at least twelve years.

You open your school's website and go to the staff page. You see a picture of the entire staff gathered in front of the school building. All the female teachers are wearing fetish outfits. Lace, leather, latex - There is everything from tasteful to downright pornographic.

You can see Mrs. Riley wearing a similar latex dress to the one she wore today, Mrs. Moore in her leather harness, Mrs. Gonzales, in her slightly open lab coat, that provides a glimpse of her vagina, and all the others too. They're all wearing naughty outfits. And standing in the middle of them is Mr. Myers with a big grin on his face.

You click on his profile, and it says there, too, that he has been the school principal for 12 years.

You close the school's website and continue your research. Nothing can be found on the school's social media profiles either. Just way too much naked skin.

Your gaze falls on a video of last year's graduation ceremony.

You hesitate for a moment, then click on it. The video begins with a short speech by Myers, who is standing behind a podium with the school's logo. Then, the graduates gradually come up on stage to receive their diplomas.

For the men, everything seems normal. They walk up in their caps and gowns, receive their diplomas, and shake hands with Myers. For the women, however, things are different.

For starters, they only wear their mortarboards - nothing else. Then, instead of shaking hands, each of them kneels briefly before Myers and sucks his cock, until he pats them on the head and hands them their diplomas.

You skip through the video, hoping that maybe something important will happen later, when suddenly you spot a familiar face.

It's Blair, Lyle's older sister. Yeah, right. She graduated last year.

You know her - you've seen her around and talked to her a few times. But you've never seen her like this. You watch as she kneels, takes Myers' cock into her mouth, and starts working it with practiced skill. Your eyes linger on her naked body for a while. Then, you shake your head and continue.

The last woman on stage is the valedictorian. A cute brunette with a bright smile and sparkling eyes. This time, Myers doesn't pat her head. Instead, he lets her work his cock until he shoots multiple ropes of cum directly onto her face.

Thanks to an overly enthusiastic cameraman, you get to see everything in close-up.

She stands up, still smiling widely despite the cum dripping down her face, and he hands her her diploma. She then walks - cum dropping from her chin with each step - to the podium and begins the commencement speech as if nothing had happened

As she talks about what a wonderful time she's had at the school, completely ignoring what just happened to her, you slam your laptop shut in frustration.

You lean back in your chair, running your hands through your hair.

This is all so crazy.

And you haven't found out anything useful, except that nobody else seems to care. Nobody notices. Nobody questions it. They just... accept it.

You should start your chores before your parents get home. They're already going to be mad enough at you about the incident with Mrs. Moore. But first, you need to take care of something else.

Even if you try to deny it: spending the whole day with naked classmates and teachers has turned you on, and now you're in **** need of some relief.

You open the laptop again and skip back to the part where Blair enters the stage. Your hand moves down to your pants as you watch her kneel, her lips wrapping around Myers' cock...

It doesn't take you long to finish.

Afterward, you clean up with some tissues from your desk, feeling both satisfied and disgusted with yourself. Then you start doing your chores, your mind still spinning with everything you've seen and learned.