Work (Aurora Girl's High School)

Funny enough, the first thing you think of is work. You've recently gotten a job teaching at Aurora Girl's High School. It's a private institution catering to rich Christian parents in the rural backwoods of Montana. The reason for the secrecy being that Aurora Girl's, despite its name, isn't actually a normal high school. Instead, it's a boarding school for girls who have flunked their final year for whatever reason. They need the grades for university and their parents need the secrecy to hide from embarrassment, and Aurora provides both of them.

You decide that it's a good place to test out whatever Charles said. Everyone there is at least eighteen, having repeated a year or two in regular school, so they're all eligible for freeuse.

The other reason is the uniforms. Since it's a Christian school, every girl is **** to come to class in conservative blouses and modest pinafores. You've watched more than enough hentai, and the kinkier side of your brain is aching to know what all these girls would look like with skimpy tops and skimpier skirts.

And if it was all a dream, then well, you're still getting paid.

"Got a choice, have you?" Charles asks.

You nod, and he pulls open the gleaming silver handles on the door in front of you. A powerful light escapes from within, flooding the doorway and almost blinding you.

You close your eyes to block off the light.

"That's it," Charles says. "Just imagine where you want to be and walk through the door."

You tentatively walk forward, conjuring in your head the central courtyard, the topiary, the fountain in the middle spurting water, the cobblestones, the wooden benches around it......

Slowly you start to become aware of new sounds. First there is faint birdsong, then the sound of splashing water, tinkling laughter, growing louder and louder as you continue to walk forward.

Suddenly you feel something hard and warm beneath your butt. You slowly open your eyes, and there you are, indeed, sitting on a wooden bench in the central courtyard of Aurora Girl's High School. The fountain is behind you, the cobblestones below, and surrounding the plaza a well manicured hedge.

Must have been a dream, you think to yourself, yawning and stretching your hands. Not unusual to doze off on a warm summer day.

Then you see her. "Chloe?" you ask. She's blonde, thin, and pale, in your opinion the most attractive of the girls you teach, but unfortunately also the shyest.

She breaks off from her group of friends and turns to you.

"Oh hi!" she says, smiling at you as she reaches up and pushes her plump breasts together in a very unshy motion. Her white blouse gets pushed up as well, falling in between her cleavage to expose a slice of her midriff.

She invites herself, sitting on your lap as she squeezes her tits a few inches away from your face.

"I got a new blouse from the uniform shop yesterday," she says. "You like it? The woman said it was four sizes too small for me but I think it's a great fit."

"Um, yeah," you stammer, your erection growing uncomfortably, causing the pair of running shorts you have on to tent.

She shifts her ass, winking at you with those beautiful blue eyes as she somehow traps your erect cock between her asscheeks.

Her curly blonde hair falls to her side, brushing against your face. Your face colors up, your eyes still unable to tear away from the mounds of flesh on your student's chest.

"I don't think we should be doing this," you say.

She pouts, her strawberry red lips pursing up. You've never know her to put on any makeup.

"What's up with you today sir," she asks. "Usually the second you see me you bend me over and pound my pussy."

You gasp, unable to believe the torrid language coming out of her mouth. Maybe Charles actually had done something. You decide to test your new reality, remembering another part of your request.

"Chloe, could you flip your skirt up?"

Still on your lap, she obliges, revealing her shaved torso and dripping pussy.

You slowly grin. Yep. This is definitely something new.