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Clarissa's attention is drawn towards the prompt, inadvertently opening it. There's a brief pause before a large video library opens, displaying an assortment or pornographic videos. Each thumbnail features a naked woman in humiliating positions.

"Ew! What the fuck?! Dean said this was supposed to be the guys work- EUGH!" Clarissa gags as she reads some of the titles. Her attention skimming darting from video to video.

Suddenly, one of the videos Clarissa’s attentions had lingered on for too long opens, causing the thumbnail of a very busty blonde-haired girl to enlarge, filling the entire HUD. She's dressed in skimpy schoolgirl attire with a partially buttoned up white shirt, and a red plaid skirt one or two sizes too small for her. As the video loads, Clarissa begins to feel detached. All of her sensations begin to fade away as the video engulfs her, catapulting her directly into the scene. Slowly, Clarissa begins to feel new sensations. She finds herself feeling as if she’s sitting on a plastic chair. Tight clothes cling to her body, while cool air can be felt on top of her scantily clad breasts. While this is happening, a title card is displayed.

Who's Your Daddy Now?

“Of course the guy has a daddy kink- Woah.” Clarissa tries to speak, but finds that she’s unable to. Her voice instead is trapped inside her own head. The strange new body she finds herself in appears to completely unreceptive to any orders she gives it.

As the title card fades, Clarissa’s vision returns. This time she finds herself looking down at a notepad full of doodles and drawings. Her right hand continuing to sketch what appears to be some amateur attempt at a tree. The body she finds herself a passenger in is clearly no artist. Suddenly, a loud voice calls out, making Clarissa’s new body flinch slightly.

"Ahem." A masculine voice calls out from across the room. Instinctively Clarissa tries to look up, to investigate the source of the noise. But her body just ignores it. Instead just quietly sighing, and rolling her eyes.

"Ahem." The voice calls out once more, this time louder, and accompanied by the sound of footsteps approaching Clarissa’s desk. "Jade. When I'm speaking, I expect to be acknowledged." The voice sighs.

"Of course the slut has a stripper name..." Clarissa grumbles inside her own head. “How the hell do I get out of this stupid thing? Where’s the big red “X” when you need it…”

"Yeah? Then stop holding me back for bullshit reasons." Clarissa finds her body snapping up at the voice, finally looking up to reveal a tall, broad shouldered teacher looming over her.

"You’re supposed to be doing lines." He grumbles down at her. “You’re just making this worse for yourself.”

"Yeah... But now you have to stay back too, right?” Jade snarks back at him with bratty smirk.

"Jade! This is… This is getting out of hand! You've been in detention every day this week! You've been distracting other students, getting under all of the teachers skins, and just acting like a complete bi-!" The teacher catches himself at the last second, and instead just closes his eyes and sighs. Despite stopping himself, Jade appears to be unable at ignoring the opportunity.

"A complete what, sir? Sorry, I didn't quite catch that...?" She asks with mock politeness and an “innocent” smile. "Besides. It's not my fault if people find me distracting. If they look, it's their problem. I didn't choose to be born hot."

"Oh you insufferable little bitch... Come on you stupid thing! Program close! Terminate file!” Clarissa calls out into her own mind to no effect. A growing sense of unease builds inside of her as the video continues to press towards the inescapable sex scene.

There's a long, awkward silence following Jade's remark. The teacher's steadily turning red as his frustration builds. Clarissa can feel her lips curl into a smug smirk as Jade gazes up at him. The teacher seems to be about to say something, but Jade jumps in before he can get it out.

"Sir, you're going all red! Are you having a stroke? Did you remember to take your blood pressure medication this morn-" She asks with that same fake innocent tone.

"A fucking bitch." The teacher growls down at her, finally losing his temper. "A spoilt, ungrateful, disruptive little bitch. Now shut up and let me talk."

“Um! Excuse me?! Do you have any idea who my daddy is?! He practically owns this school, and when he finds out about this he’s going to- AH!” Jade’s pathetic rant is cut short by a swift slap across the cheek. Not enough to bruise, but enough to sting and leave a faint red mark. It’s immediately effective.

New sensations begin to blossom inside of Clarissa, **** on her by Jade. Firstly, the slap itself, but also a blossoming warmth between her legs. Arousal steadily starting to build as control is so blatantly and effortlessly wrenched away from Jade.

“Oh shit! No, no, no, no, no! I’m not doing this! Neurolink turn off! Restart program! Fucking Dean and his-! GAH!” Clarissa panics inside her mind.

“Since detention doesn’t seem to be working. We’re going to try this my way. I don’t give two shits about your father. When you’re in here, I’m your daddy. Got it?” The teacher snarls down at her, causing another spike in arousal, fear, and excitement to be **** through Clarissa. Much to her frustration, Clarissa finds herself **** to nod like a submissive slut in response.

“… Yes Daddy. I’ll be a good-! Ah! Let me-!” Jade blurts out as she’s yanked up from her chair and forcefully escorted to the teachers desk.

“Hands on the desk.” The teacher snarls, earning a pathetic whimper from Jade, who obediently complies. Not wasting the opportunity, the teacher immediately reaches down between Jade’s legs, and yanks her panties down around her ankles.

“If she calls him Daddy one more time I’m going to puke…” Clarissa sighs internally, resigning herself to her fate.

“F- Fuck! Fuck me Daddy!!!” Jade mewls pathetically, stepping out of her panties, arching her back, and spreading her legs for her teacher. “Please punish me!”

“You fucking wh-ORE!” Is all Clarissa can say before an enormous cock is **** into borrowed pussy.

Both Clarissa and Jade squeal out in a mixture of shock and pleasure. The pleasure feels artificially amplified. It’s a feeling which becomes even more apparent when the teacher starts thrusting steadily into her. Jade’s body rocking back and forth on the table while she clings to the edge desperately. The pleasure is almost mind numbing. Suddenly she cries out as her hair is pulled back, forcing her to look up at the roof and arch her back further.

“Who’s your Daddy?” The teacher growls sternly, in between grunts.

“Y- You’re my-! FUCK! D- Daddy!” Jade babbles. Moaning and whimpering pathetically as she’s fucked.

Buttons go flying as Jade’s shirt is violently ripped open, causing her bra clad tits to become even more exposed. A microsecond later and her bra is tossed across the room, allowing her bare tits to jiggle wildly. At this point it’s getting harder and harder for Clarissa to form coherent thoughts. Artificially enhanced pleasure filling her mind, making her unnaturally **** for this type of treatment. Fortunately, the teacher has stamina, and continues to fuck her like this what feels like 10 minutes. The entire time he gropes, spanks, and degrades her.

Finally, the scene approaches its climax. Clarissa feels the cock inside of her slip out, before powerful hands spin her around and shover her on her back onto the teachers desk. Pens and papers tumble to the ground as Clarissa’s passenger body squirms like a needy whore on top of it. Moaning and whimpering for Daddy. The hands return, this time hoisting Clarissa’s legs up onto the teacher’s shoulders, before his huge cock penetrates her once more.

“Why don’t you- HNGH! Beg me to cum inside you!” The man grunts, fondling and slapping Clarissa’s borrowed tits as he fucks her.

“PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE DADDY! I promise I’ll be a good girl! Fill me, fill me, fill me!” Clarissa hears Jade scream at the top of her lungs.

As if obeying the command, the teacher cums hard inside of her. He grunts loudly and plunges his cock as far deep into her as he can, clinging to her hips to prevent her wriggling away. Clarissa and Jade squeal loudly at the same time, cumming hard on his cock. Their eyes slamming shut as they surrender completely to the feeling.

As the orgasm begins to fade, some gentle jazz music begins to play, and the sensations of the scene begin to fade. Slowly Clarissa can feel the hard, wooden desk being replaced with her soft, comfortable bed. Albeit now completely drenched in sweat. Clarissa just lays there, completely stunned for a few moments as her mind catches up to her previous surroundings.

“… Holy fucking shit.” Clarissa murmurs dumbly after an extended pause. “How the hell does that even work…?”

“Mreow!” Midnight answers the rhetorical question, making Clarissa bolt upright in shock. The black cat is sitting at the foot of her bed, giving her an almost amused look.

“You don’t have to watch!” Clarissa exclaims with horror, bolting upright in shock. “It’s not what it looks-! I was researching the job and-! Judgemental brat…” She laughs, before sighing and standing up. "I should probably get these washed..." She murmurs down at her soaked bedsheets.