The Choice

Neeta shuffled back inside the school, one hand clutching slightly at her crotch. The feeling of fullness within the young teacher made her shudder with each movement. She could feel the thing wriggling and bulging in her womb. It was such an alien sensation to be filled like this.

The woman moved as if she were in a dream, her body walking of its own accord. A single tear rolled down her cheek as she stepped slowly towards her destiny.

Suddenly, a voice spoke in the teacher's mind.

"What a pleasant little surprise we have here. You're cute."

I'm going mad, Neeta thought. This is all some kind of dream or delusion.

"Hate to break it to you, dear, but I'm as real as rain," the voice whispered. "And so is the darling creature stuck in your womb."

"This is impossible," Neeta muttered.

"I think you'll find that many seemingly impossible things are very possible with a little imagination. And magic."

Neeta reached the office of Principal Edwards and clutched madly at the door handle. A wave of unholy pleasure coursed through her body and without warning, a viscous mixture of green slime and Neeta's own juices splashed on the floor.

"God help me," Neeta whimpered.

The voice chuckled.

"Pretty soon you'll be far beyond his help."

Against her will, Neeta threw open the door and stumbled into the office. Principal Edwards immediately stood up, his brow furrowed.

"Miss Khatri, what is the meaning of this?"

Neeta stared at the ground, trying her best to fight the **** manipulating her body as if it were a puppet.

"I, ugh, need, um, help," she muttered.

Another splash of fluids hit the floor. The Principal glanced downwards and grimaced.

"Get out of my office," he said.

Neeta recoiled at the anger in the man's voice. There was no way in hell she was keeping her job at this rate. Everything else she could survive, but this was beyond the pale.

"Come on," The voice jeered. "Loosen up, _Miss Khatri. _Have some fun."

Neeta felt what little control she had over her body shatter. An unseen **** drove her body forward at top speed. In the next moment, Neeta collided with the much larger man. Despite his size, she easily sent him flying backwards. The pair landed on the ground besides the man's desk.

"No!" Neeta cried. "Stop! Arghh!"

She felt an awful writhing deep within her. At the same time, she could feel Principal Edward's strong arms closing on her wrists. It wouldn't be long before he threw Neeta off of him.

Without warning, Neeta felt something hot and wet rush out of her vagina. It flew through the air and suddenly jabbed into the large man's chest.

Principal Edwards cried out and the terror and pain in his voice suddenly shifted to something deeper and more primal.

"Oh God, what did you do to me, you bitch?"

Neeta watched wide eyed as a green tentacle withdrew into her pussy. Then, without warning, Principal Edwards erection blossomed into full view.

Neeta gasped. The man was huge! Had he always hid such a monster down there?

"I'll give you a choice now dear."

Neeta could feel the strength return to her arms and legs. She could move of her own accord again.

"I don't understand," she said.

The voice giggled.

"Look at how big he's getting. He's just about ready to milk, I would say. You have a choice now, dear. Take him. Consume his essence and become powerful. You'll never take this man's shit again. You'll be able to fulfill all those dreams in your pretty little noggin. Or don't. Fight me and my proxy and try and drive us out. You'll lose your job and your dignity, but hey, you'll keep your precious humanity. The choice is yours."

Neeta watched a dark, wet spot form on the man's khaki trousers as his erection continued to blossom. She could feel an odd hunger washing over unlike any she had ever felt before. She felt drawn to touch the man. To give into the voice.