She evens the playing field

It always irked me that the guys always seemed to get the most special attention in “fucking 101”. What with all us girls having to sit on the floor with our mouths placed at the best possible place for the guys to use… basically all the shitty guy’s would get to fuck us for forty-five minutes, usually blowing their load a couple of times while us girls would be left feeling high-strung unless we endured the shameful display of doing the job ourselves.

Not that I wasn’t proud of my own ability… I was the “best cock sucker” in the whole school after all with my ability to take Everett’s, frankly, ridiculous cock all the way to the base.

Still, I’d rather that “fucking 101” actually gave a bit of love to the ladies… or rather… to myself.

Being the best cock-sucker in ‘fucking 101’ allows a girl to be placed as the queen of the school.

Below I added;

Anyone given the title of ‘queen of the school’ has to be obeyed by anyone at that school.

I smiled. If this book were truly magical and it could make this happen, it would be less of me changing things and more an affirmation of where I already belonged here. If anyone could be called the “queen” it would be me. Now, however, I wouldn’t need to play nice around trash like Amber or put up with the slimy perversions of the likes of Everett.

I glanced around once more as the ink began to fade, seeing Everett walking back with a comical look of apprehension on his simple features. All around me were the juicy figures of my female classmates in the midst of sucking dick. I could still smell them, could still imagine getting a nice handfull...

Well… I could add one more thing.

Everett’s a girl with huge tits and the same dick. She sweats alot when she’s horny and her dick smells and tastes like a pussy instead.

“Hey! W-what do you think-” I heard him… er her now, I guess, saying.

“Oh, shove it bitch, I’m moving, you can have your spot back.” I replied, glancing up, smirking as I saw the uninteresting shape of Everett had indeed changed to something much more to my liking. He wasn’t some divine beauty, I hadn’t written it like that, he still had the brown and dull thing going on. It was just in a much curvier, more feminine shape.

“You didn’t…” he asked as I swung around to my familiar place underneath. He moved around, himself, seeming all worried and shit as he walked to the chair, staring at the probably blank notebook as he did.

Already, as he moved into his seat, his soaking wet dick hanging unobstructed now by the tiny strip of his bikini bottoms, I could make out the invigoratingly potent smell coming from the shiny hard length…

I decided to test out if my other changes had worked out as well as this one had.

“Yeah, guess what? I fucking did, bitch! I changed some shit!” I declared, as I slid a finger along his massive (and growing) schlong, prepping for re-entry into my best-of-school throat. I smirked, hearing him moan with his new voice, his much higher-pitched, slightly airy voice. It would normally bother me, hearing him give in so easily but I wanted to enjoy this moment a little, knowing that I’d gotten the upper hand on him and he didn’t even know apparently.

“That’s right, and best of all, you know what you’re going to do about it? Not a fucking thing!” I said, making sure he knew how humorous I thought it all was by the inflection I put into the words. His whine/moan I got in response was almost perfect, only lacking the self indulgence I was about to take part in.

Yeah, I should probably fight these urges that I’d accidentally given myself with the notebook, that would be the rational thing… probably. I was, however staring down the barrel of this huge dick I’d sucked a hundred times before, smelling a wafting stench so familiar… and yet completely the wrong smell to what I remember coming off of said cock.

So. Fucking. Good.

I moved my lips into contact, spreading over the rounded tip as I pushed forwards, I could feel my body rumble with a groan, could feel as my eyes rolled sightless into the back of my head and finally, my hot pussy purring of it’s own agreement. This taste… this magma like heat that seemed to search up and into my nostrils, the both of them so potent and so… absolutely perfect…

All of that to say that I didn’t even hear Everett’s reply because only a few inches onto his cock I was already shaking as my pussy literally gushed in a climax I hadn’t seen coming.