She goes to see Mr Gordon

Walking through the almost empty school in her new body felt exiting. She passed only the janitor on her way to the principal's office and Jane could swear that he was checking her out as she passed. This probably shouldn't be surprising, with her new body.

Standing before Mr Gordon's door she felt terrified. She hesitated, froze, but **** herself to break out of it. Not knocking right away would be the same as refusing the order, she told herself. She would not hesitate.

She knocked.

It took a while for Mr Gordon to answer. He stood before her, looking perfectly ordinary and boring as always, a tall, balding man in his fifties, with glasses. He seemed surprised. "Yes?" Could it really be sex that she had been sent here for? It couldn't be, it would seem too absurd for this old man to want something like that from her. Ms Steward must be starting her off soft, with some cushy office favors.

"Um, I was sent by Ms Steward sir. I'm the new... servant girl." Jane whispered these last words and looked down, blushing.

The man's face changed immediately. He smiled, a strange, unkind smile. "I was hoping you would say that. Come in!" He ushered her inside the door and closed it. He lead her by the shoulder inside his office, stood her in the middle. "What's your name? I don't recognize you?"

"Um, Jane, sir." She felt uncertain, his special smile and his hand on her shoulder worried her.

"Jane... Hmm, from another school? But you're wearing our uniform! Strange, well, that doesn't matter. Let me look at you Jane."

He circled her, looking at her body. Jane was now certain what was going to happen, allthough she simultaneously had no idea. Not really.

"Very, very good." His smile was very dirty now, she realized that he was staring at her breasts. She wanted to cover them, but realized that that would be the wrong thing to do. Besides, she had stared at them herself not so long ago.

"Have you ever been fucked before Jane?" The questions chocked her, but she told herself to not hesitate.

"No sir."

"Really? For real? Do not lie to me!"

"I, I haven't sir."

Mr Gordon smiled. "Oh, this is great! I'm gonna love this! I know exactly what I'm gonna do to you. Take your top off!"

She fumbled as she unbuttoned her top, glancing at him she could see through his trousers that he had an erection. She unbuttoned it and took it off, she felt the cold of his office against her nipples, they tickled as they hardened. She realized that her bra had slipped down, completely underneath her breasts, unable to contain them. She stared herself, they where beatiful, she wanted to touch them but she remebered what Ms Steward had said, they weren't for here.

"Would you like to touch them sir?" she tried. She realized that she wanted at least someone to touch her new breasts, maybe she could make the best of this. But to her surprise the teacher shook his head and smiled. "What I want is for you to take your panties off, Jane."

Jane felt nervous, was there something she had missed? Was it not normal for the guy to touch the girls breasts first? Especially when she had such big ones, was he going to go straight to... that? Nonetheless, she took her shoes off, reached up her skirt and took, first her stockings down, then her panties. She stepped out of them.

"Bend over my desk Jane" he said and pointed. Jane could have almost fainted from this, he was going to go straight into it, no foreplay, no nothing. She was sure that fainting would count as breaking the contract though, and she had vowed to do anything for this, so she **** her body to move over to the desk and bend over it. Her bare breasts brushed against the papers and pens on his desk as she pointed her ass towards him, legs and feet bare.

The principal moved up behind her and flipped her skirt up, revealing her bare ass to him, she kept still, even tried to arch her back a bit to give him what she figured would be a more sexy view. Mr Gordon moaned behind her and at this Jane actually fealt a flash of arrousal. It was her ass that made him make that sound. She heard him unzip his pants and understood that he must be taking his cock out. She felt as ready as she ever would be for it, she even realized that she was wet. He was going to fuck her, the thought burned in her head.

Jane felt it push against her. But not against her pussy. The principals hard cock was pressed against her asshole. She panicked as it did not move, feeling powerlessness wash over her. He grunted behind her. "I'm going to fuck you up the ass Jane" he said and placed one hand on her hip before he pushed it in.

Allthough she could not see it his cock felt huge as it entered her asshole, she was sure it would not fit, that it would split her in two. Mr Gordon moaned loudly behind her with satisfaction. The jolt of it made Jane loose her grip on the desk, she fell, lying ragged and heavy on the desk top as he fucked her, both his hands grabbing her hips hard now. She rocked and flung back and forth, her face rubbing against a paper on the desk.

Her asshole was a burning point of heat, pain and tightness and she realized that she could hear her own voice. It was moaning, whining, uncontrolled. Her legs slapped against the desk as he pushed, grunting loudly. He was filling her, completely. Jane realized that beyond the terror and untreaded ground there was enjoyment in this feeling. She was completely out of control, he seemed to not care, only wanting to fuck her. She realized that he was going to cum inside her, and in that moment she allowed herself to love that realizating. She moaned again, in pleasure this time.

"F-fuck me Mr Gordon" she whimpered.

He did. Fucked her asshole, somehow even harder than before. He was panting and hissing behind her, grunting like a beast. Her own sounds were as absurd, she had never before been so unable to control her voice, her screams. Mr Gordon kept going, she forgot the time, felt tired and ragged under his thrusts, covered in sweat. It was great, she was going to be the best fucking serving girl the order had ever seen!

Finally, she felt a hot sensation in her asshole and Mr Gordon's grunts reached a crescendio. He had cum inside her, standing unsteadily behind her he pulled out of her and backed off, his hands finally leaving her hips. She lay on his desk, feeling unable to move, her tits bare against the cold surface.