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Chapter 12 by Filberson Filberson

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You Go Home

After you picked yourself up off the classroom floor, you had a shower and changed back into your uniform from earlier. The cum stains on it had dried but it was still better than taking public transport in more fetish gear from the locker. The bus ride home was uneventful. A few women gave you some lascivious glances but left you alone. When you got home you wondered what to say to your family. The day had been world-changing, but it wasn't over yet.

Your mother greeted you at the door.

"Honey, you're home! I see you've been extra busy today. Come in, come in! I got a call from Principal North telling me how you not only went along with my suggestion at the PTA meeting, you volunteered for it! I am SO proud of my little boy."

She swaddled you in her arms and laughed.

"Mum, I'm not a little kid anymore. And, hey, wait a minute! Why would you suggest I be the teachers' sex toy in the first place?!"

She retreated slightly and twiddled her fingers together.

"I hope you aren't mad... I just thought it might have appealed to you. I know how much you appeal to the staff. And even though you think you're subtle, I know about your interest in Guys Gangbanged Online. Don't look so surprised. I could hear it through your door."

'Damn it,' you thought. 'I knew I should have used headphones.'

"Plus, your sisters and I have been worried. You haven't exactly leapt into your sexual life like other boys your age, so I thought this might give you a head start."

"There was certainly a lot of head," you quipped.

"Ohoho! That's the spirit! Goodness me, you're getting me all excited. Let's go have dinner. I'm almost done making it. Crystal! Sarah! Time for dinner!"

There was the familiar stomping of hungry feet until your sisters turned the corner and saw you.

"Hey little bro!" said Crystal. "Damn, you've got spots all over you. You really went through with it, didn't you?"

Sarah covered her mouth and giggled. You were about to leave to get changed when your mother called you back.

"Don't worry about that," she said. "Dinner will be plenty messy anyway."

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