A classroom of rapidly decreasing IQ

Laureli stood looking at the board in her Chemistry class, trying to remember what the answer to the question had been. She had gone up to the blackboard with such confidence, only to blank on the answer as soon as she got there. Sure, she had been distracted for a second by an odd chill, but that was hardly an excuse. She blinked the thought away and reasoned that she could just come up with the answer again quickly, but stopped when she realized she couldn't remember the question either. She couldn't help but giggle a little at her own foolishness.

"Umm, I'm sorry, professor, but like, what was the question again?" she asked, looking over her shoulder at him. Laureli wasn't sure how she hadn't ever noticed how attractive he was, but she was certainly aware of it now. Sure, he had about three days worth of stubble, a greasy look to his hair, bags under his eyes, the beginnings of a beer belly, and generally looked like life was chewing him up, but the blonde just thought that was proof that he deserved something nice. She pushed her ass out a little and smiled at him, then giggled when his eyes flicked down to her butt hidden beneath a red plaid skirt.

"Uh...the question...wh-what part of this molecular model is incorrect?" the professor stuttered, trying to look at Laureli's proffered rear without looking like he was looking.

"Oh...umm....like, I guess I'm not sure? I mean, this part is all twisty, so maybe that?"

"N-no, sorry."

"Oh, that's okay, I don't mind!" Laureli and the professor stared at each other for a minute, the blonde student not really thinking about anything except the low thrumming in her body.

"You can go back to your seat," the professor finally said and a few bits of laughter broke out around the room. The skirted blonde blinked a few times before starting to walk back to her seat. The whole time though, her mind was spinning, like her thoughts were in a cotton candy machine and getting spun into fluffy clouds. She didn't know when thinking got so hard, but the concept of anything unrelated to her aching chest and absolutely molten, dripping pussy was becoming more and more foreign.

It was so bad, in fact, that she was having trouble staying on her feet. She heard someone ask under their breath if she was drunk, which she stopped to consider. Her head did feel dizzy, and she was super horny, which sometimes happened to drunk people, right? She was hot too, really really hot, and she kind of wanted to get rid of all her clothes so she could be less hot.

Her dizziness increased and she felt herself land on her ass, blinking in surprise. She didn't know why she was on the floor, but it felt a lot better. Especially when her massive boobies **** the neck of her shirt wider to let the giant globes her cleavage to be better seen. She didn't know why she wore something so constrictive anyways, but one look around at her new, lower eye level showed a lot of tents in pants that seemed approving of it. Giggling at the big erections all around, the brainless Laureli gave the best seductive look she could, playing with the hem of her skirt and brushing her long, curly blonde hair back to give all the cute boys a good look at her slightly open lips.

Towards the back of the room, Meghan was glad everyone seemed so distracted by the bimbofying blonde towards the front. Thanks to that, she could sneak her hand into her shorts and masturbate furiously. Watching Laureli transform pushed buttons for her she didn't know existed for her, but now desperately needed to take care of. She knew she shouldn't masturbate in class like this, but she couldn't bear for the pleasure coming from her sopping cunt to stop anymore. She was shooting towards an orgasm faster than ever before and needed to get there.

She slumped over a bit, the new angle letting her pleasure herself in slightly different ways and bringing her impending climax even closer. Needing just a little bit more, she shucked off her loose tank top, leaving the only thing covering her decently sized, jiggling tits a black bra that left her inner slopes deliciously visible and only barely covered her nipples. The knowledge that this was wrong was present in the brunette's mind, but her hand only moved faster.

She had to finish before people looked away from Laureli and the guy she was blowing and noticed her. The idle thought of what it would be like to have someone shove their dick into her silently gasping mouth was foreign, but also exactly what she needed to cum. Meghan took a deeper, shuddering breath and stifled a gasp that wanted to tear itself loose, and then she came in the middle of class surrounded by people.

She couldn't revel it it, not when the tide of pleasure made her eyes roll back and cleansed her mind of everything that wasn't her name and sex. In the span of three seconds, her climax turned her from a smart, quiet young woman who rarely thought of sex into a primed nymphomaniac positively gurgling at the thought of dick in her. By the time her orgasm stopped whiting out her brain, she just wanted it to happen again. She only spent the time to snap her bra off her body before seceding to desire and diving at a pair of tented pants.

Around the room, more people were losing to their lusts, the virus in their bodies making the fall infinitely easier. Dicks were pulled out, stroked and encouraged by their owners and those that hungered for them. The girls became more and more wanton, inhibitions overpowered and drowned in mindless desire. Not a single one of them was spared, their higher minds draining into their increasingly sexy bodies. Their vapid giggles inspired unbearable lust in the boys that made their cocks all the harder and drove them to the same state of brainless need.

As couples, threesomes, and foursomes started to form, Eona knew she had to act if she wanted to get fucked in the near future. And she did, so very badly. Getting the dicking she so fiercely wanted seemed pretty easy though, thanks to the new clarity she felt. Stripping off her blouse, she stood in her black shorts and a grey sports bra, both of which were quite stretched thanks to her very recently improved assets, something she was incredibly grateful for but didn't dwell on. They would get her laid, but knowing how she got them wouldn't.

She languidly strolled over to a leanly muscled man that she wondered how she hadn't noticed before. Her bimbo mind couldn't reconcile him and the tall and lanky nerd he had been two minute ago, but her body knew what to do to lure in a hot guy. Rolling her hips and letting her torso sway and pop to a beat only she knew, Eona danced in front of the boy with a wide smile. Her big tits were bouncing in their tight cage, making them look delightful and plump. Her hand rolled up their slopes and into her blonde hair, ruffling it as she gave her target a lusty look. She saw his dick jump in his pants and leaned over to free it, making sure he could get a great look into her cleavage in the meantime.

"Looks so tasty," Eona babbled, her mouth hanging open until they boy took the initiative and **** it down onto his dick. His salty load filled her mouth almost immediately and she gulped it down happily, feeling her pussy gush more at the taste. She was trying to consider if she wanted the next load on her face or on her tits when a loud moan next to her succeeded in momentarily capturing her small attention span.

A dark-haired girl that looked wonderfully and brainlessly horny was slumped over next to her, face pressed against the floor and jiggly ass thrust into the air. The hunk behind her was intensely focused on it, in large part because that ass was hotdogging his cock through torn open tights. Both of them were clearly loving it, especially when the man came and spurted his tasty semen all over her butt and back. The girl seemed to love it so much that she came just from the feeling of the hot cum on her body, which only made Eona want the same.

"Dick me up the ass!" she exclaimed, quickly repositioning herself to allow her back hole to be penetrated. Her chosen boy didn't hesitate to do just that, practically salivating over Eona's sexy body. She screamed with joy and pleasure as she was filled, her cry harmonizing with another girl's from across the room who experienced the same thing.

Tina, who had managed to hold on to her sanity and self up to that point, couldn't resist when a muscly guy had marched towards her, hand smearing a mix of sexual juices on his dick. She had wanted it so badly, her body still craving penetration even though she held on to her mind. She couldn't bring herself to resist when he grabbed her, laid down with her back against his chest, nearly bent her in half, and prodded at her holes with his shaft. She'd had just a moment to think of resisting before the cock had pushed into her asshole and drove pure rapture through her.

Before she could understand that she was doomed, Tina was a salivating, screaming sex slut, her eyes stuck at the back of her head as her body swelled with fat in all the right places. If she'd had any energy left over from cumming her brain out, she would have thrashed wildly from how good it felt. But getting fucked felt so good that she could only hope in the back of her mind for more as her black hair paled to blonde an inch after it left her scalp. She couldn't do anything but dream of double penetration as the man continued to fuck what was left of her brains out.

Back at the front of the class, Randy, one of the better looking and better dressed men of the class was sitting on the edge of the teacher's desk and moaning like no one was listening. He couldn't imagine anything better than the blowjob blonde bitch he had between his hands was giving him. The glorious tightness of her mouth around his bloated dick begged for his spunk and he was aching to give it to her. His moans got even louder and his grip tightened, forcing the woman to take his entire cock down her throat.

His peak overwhelmed him and his balls tightened for what he thought would be the cumload of the century, but only a tiny spurt escaped his cock. The rest of the orgasm seemed to back up inside his body, filling up his torso, legs, arms, and head with unresolved climax.

It leeched Randy's thoughts away and he screamed with the most delightful agony he had ever experienced, voice shooting up through the octaves as he did. His tone stopped when it was airy and high pitched at the same time his black hair burst out in long golden curls. The orgasm bouncing around inside his body **** it to stretch and compress, slimming shoulders and stomach, hips pivoting, skin smoothening out, muscles replaced by supple fat. An inversion at his pelvis gave him a tight breeding hole he ached to have filled up so it could fulfill its purpose, his fattened lips popping open with a little gasp as his face changed and he became her.

The new girl, Ramona, stared ahead vapidly for a handful of seconds that she couldn't count until something slamming against the desk she was leaning on made her jump. She turned to look and instantly felt her pussy squirt a little at the sight. A cute boy was laying on the wood, staring straight up at the ceiling as his slim chest started to swell with firm, round tits. Ramona watched her new sister finish forming, the other girl's hair much shorter and a much lighter blonde than her own. She heard a pop and wondered if that was the sound her pussy had made when it opened too. She didn't try to think about that for long though, not when her eyes moved from the new woman to the person who had slammed her onto the desk.

Every instinct in her bimbo mind screamed at Ramona to let the man in front of her fuck her. He was cut as all hell, muscles firm and flexing. His abs looked like they would be perfect to run her tongue over and she wanted his corded arms to hold her down at rut into her. Most of all, she needed him to use his massive, veiny pillar of cock to fill every square millimeter of her absolutely gushing pussy. She wanted to beg for him to fuck her, but the pinnacle of hunkiess in front of her was already shoving himself inside the other woman on the desk.

At least the newly transformed girl was taking the dick properly, Ramona thought. From the first thrust in, the other blonde hadn't moved or resisted, letting herself be pummeled with powerful thrusts of the man's hips. The bimbo just stared at the ceiling, mouth hanging open with unvocalized rapture. Ramona envied her, wishing she could get fucked into the same mindless sex doll state her sister slut was in. Her fingers were doing their best, but nothing beat a cock. Not that she'd ever had one in her, but the notion just felt right. But she couldn't bear to look away from the sight in front of her, so she just kept frigging herself desperately and watched as the other slut was crammed full of cock.

"PUSSY!!" Ramona suddenly heard someone yell, a deep, roaring voice that triggered something primal inside her. She turned to see another absolute beefcake standing just a little bit away, his dick dripping precum like a faucet everywhere. "GIVE ME PUSSY TO FUCK!!" he bellowed, eyes looking around the room. Ramona saw every girl around stare at him, along with a few boys with rapidly shrinking penises and swelling chests, and knew this was her chance.

"ME!" she yelled, spinning around to thrust her ass at the man, a squirt of pussy juice accompanying the movement. "FUCK ME! BREED ME!" She was going to babble more, absolutely anything to entice him, but a powerful hand smacked against her ass, sending her barely functional mind into tailspins.

"Good pussy, I'm gonna fuck you deeeeep!!" the musclebound meathead roared, slamming his dick into Ramona. The blonde had just enough time to look over her shoulder at the man rapidly thrusting into her before her body betrayed her. Her moans spiked in intensity and she had just enough time to smile in rapture before cumming dominated every collapsing neuron in her empty bimbo brain, the same as every other woman and man around her.