Chapter 9: How To Destroy The Oligarchy

As I walked through the halls with Chloe, I looked around at the large number of other students walking through the halls, I noticed the effects of my change allowing Stella to attend school naked. I didn’t see anyone else that was completely nude, but I did see tons of girls that were wearing extremely revealing clothing. I guess if girls were allowed to be naked, then by extension they were allowed to show any amount of skin they wanted. I saw tight yoga pants, booty shorts, bikinis, thongs. All kinds of stuff. These were all of course the more attractive and more popular girls, as they were the girls that were confident enough in their bodies to show them off.

Chloe, not being one of those girls, was wearing what she normally would on any given day, a sweater and jeans. The jeans were tight enough that I could at least make out the curves of her ass, though, which I appreciated looking at as we made our way to our government class.

Chloe and I made it to the classroom and sat down in the back. Soon, people started to file in. Alice entered and sat in front of me like she usually does. Of course, I took a good long stare at her juicy ass as she sat down. Tomorrow I will make a move on her. For now, I needed to take a break from sex stuff. I had already orgasmed twice today and I had only been to one class. And yeah, I can cum whenever I want to, but at least for this class, I needed to take a rest, or else I’d burn out.

Next, Benny entered, with his best friend, Brett. Brett is also in orchestra, but he wasn’t at last rehearsal, so I didn’t introduce him. He’s almost as much of a dickhead as Benny is, but he’s much dumber, which may be worse. They took a glance over at the three of us, laughed to themselves and sat down on the other side of the classroom with a different girl named Courtney, who they immediately started hitting on.

The next two to walk in were Maria and Tiffany, both wearing tiny bikini tops; Maria’s big tits were barely covered, and were bouncing and jiggling with every step. The outfits were completed by extremely short matching jean shorts, which left nothing to the imagination. Tiffany was loudly talking smack about some dude that had just tried to hit on her. As they were talking, I unconsciously snorted in disdain. Both girls immediately halted their conversation and looked over.

“What the fuck was that?” Tiffany said. Maria marched over to me and stopped right in front of my desk, with Tiffany right behind her.

“Did you want to say something, Chance?” Maria question, leaning over my desk.

I tried to answer, but as I was looking up to meet her eyes, I couldn’t stop myself from training my eyes on her jiggling boobs in front of me. I realized my misstep, and tried to look up, but when I met her eyes, I could tell I was done for.

“Ugh! Were you staring at my tits right now? What a fucking pervert!” she exclaimed loud enough so the whole class would hear. Benny and Brett guffawed loudly as if they wouldn’t have been drooling over Maria’s boobs even more than I had.

I shot a quick guilty look at Chloe and Alice, but they both seemed to be understanding of the situation.

I looked back and Maria was smirking like she had never smirked before. She wanted me to look so she could call me out. “Might as well not even bother looking, you’ll never get anywhere close to having these puppies.” She started to continue but was shoved out of the way by Serena.

“Trying to get to my seat here!” Serena said in a chipper tone as she moved past the startled Maria and sat down in the seat to my left.. Despite my dislike of Tina for treating Fred so badly, I was really glad to have met Serena this year. She’s saved me from Maria and Tiffany more times than I can count. Speaking of Fred, he followed behind Serena, and sat next to Alice, in front of Chloe. The five of us usually stuck with each other, since we either didn’t know or didn’t like the other people in the class.

Serena leaned over to me. “Don’t worry Chance, you can look at my tits whenever you want to. I don’t mind...” she whispered and squeezed her huge boobs invitingly through her own bikini top. And... there was the downside of knowing Serena. She was always teasing you like this, without any intention of actually doing shit. At least when Felicity teases guys she actually wants to fuck them, or at least suck their dick, or something of the sort.

At that moment Maria seemed to come to her senses. She started to say something again, but she was interrupted by our teacher, Mrs. Whitaker. “Maria, Tiffany, make your way to your seats, please, so we can get started with class.” she said.

Maria scowled. “You haven’t heard the end of this, loser.” She huffed before heading over to the other side of the classroom to sit down with Tiffany, Benny, and Brett. Loser? No. I was far from that label now. Soon, I’d be Maria’s god.

“Today we will be going over yet another type of-” Mrs. Whitaker was interrupted by the door opening up. In walked Amy Black, wearing nothing but a crop top and a small bikini bottom. Amy, like Brett, is in orchestra, but was not in attendance at the last rehearsal. In fact, she plays cello, and sits right next to me as the 3rd chair. However, she’s never spoken to me before. Amy is essentially the queen of orchestra. She’s not the president of orchestra (that’s a different, more official position, held by a different person), but she’s the queen. Remember how I said that if you took the top 5 most popular girls in school, all three furies would be in that group of 5? Amy is in there too. Amy is THE main reason that the orchestra isn’t treated as badly as the band or the choir here.

As she walked in, all the guys, as well as Serena (who may or may not be bisexual, no one is really sure) stared at her as she walked by, mouths open as her ass swayed side to side. Amy has big tits, a big ass, and is generally just extremely attractive. You’d think Amy would get hit on all the time, but she doesn’t because of her boyfriend, Deck. Deck is ALSO in orchestra, and was ALSO missing from rehearsal, probably with Amy. Deck is super ripped from going to the gym all the time, so no guy is brave enough to make moves on her. Some even say that the only reason Amy dates Deck is because he protects her from unwanted suitors. Poor Deck isn’t smart enough to figure that out, though.

“Amy, you need to take care to be on time, dear.” Mrs. Whitaker said. Amy gave no response and took her seat in the back corner opposite of the corner Chloe was currently in. “Alright, as I was saying before I was interrupted, we will be going over another form of government today, the oligarchy.” Great. I already knew what an oligarchy was, so this class wouldn’t be useful to me at all. You know, the school was kind of like an oligarchy. Ran by a group of people at the top who shared all the power. The Amys, the Bretts, the Decks, the Marias. I had to take over.

I looked over at Maria again, and she met my eyes. She grabbed her boobs and jiggled them before placing her finger on her neck and drawing an imaginary line over her throat. She loved to taunt me with them; even before I changed the dress code, Maria would wear extremely low cut shirts and try to catch you looking. She got me in trouble with Anne so many times when we were together.

I started thinking of ways to get back at her. Well, first of all, when I start a romantic (and extremely sexual) relationship with Nicole, Maria will be pissed. But that’s not enough. I need this teasing whore to be taught a lesson. Then… it came to me. I’d turn her tits against her.

I started daydreaming. I imagined a world where Maria’s breasts are constantly lactating sweet milk. As her breasts would fill up with more and more milk, they would start to grow slightly in size and weight, and her nipples would start to get aroused to the point where it’d be irritating to have them rubbing against shirts or bras. She would crave release, but be extremely embarrassed by her newfound condition. Eventually, I would find her alone behind the back of the school, shirt off, rubbing her nipples wildly, making them leak small amounts of milk. I would creep behind her and grab her puffy nips, squeezing them hard, and Maria would instantly orgasm as the huge amount of stimulation from her nipples squirting milk everywhere would become too much to handle.

I could see images in my head of Maria just a few weeks later, completely nude and submissive to me, sucking milk from her own breasts, begging me to milk her dry again. “”Please Daddy…” imaginary Maria moaned. “My titties are so full, Daddy, please milk them...”

“Chance?” Mrs. Whitaker said. “Are you paying attention?” She asked.

“Sorry, Mrs. Whitaker, I was thinking about something else.” came my lame reply.

“Something pervy” called out Tiffany, which earned her snickers from everyone in the room, including Serena, Alice, and Chloe.

“Come on guys” I groaned.

Serena spoke up, giggling. “Don’t worry Chance, you’re not the only perv in the room.” she said. “Fred’s been dreaming about stealing Tina’s innocence all day.”

This made Fred pretty pissed. “Shut the fuck up Serena, that’s not true!” He growled. Serena stared at him, giving him a super cute sad face. Fred immediately cooled down. “I mean, I just wish she’d be more open to trying new things.” He said, exasperated by Serena again.

“Don’t worry Fred, if Tina doesn’t put out, you can always come snag me.” she cooed.

Fred stole a glance at Serena mostly-revealed funbags before turning back to his work. “Not interested,” he said firmly.

“Okay, then, but if you change your mind, you know who to call!” she said with a wink.

Yikes. Serena was such a bitch sometimes. She didn’t actually want to have sex with Fred, and Tina probably didn’t want to either. Fred was just another one of their games. You’d think being 18 year old seniors they’d be mature enough to know that what they’re doing could put Fred’s feelings in jeopardy. Maybe they did, and they just didn’t care. Either way, Tina and Serena needed to be on my list of girls to punish. My guy Fred deserved better.

“Alright, class, split into groups of three to work on the oligarchy assignment” Mrs. Whitaker announced. “Create a shared document so you can continue working on it at home in case you don’t finish. If you finish early, you may begin studying for the test on Thursday, which is when the oligarchy assignment will be due as well.”

Fred looked at me, but I had already been pulled in by Alice and Chloe. “I think you need some distance from Serena!” Chloe told me as Fred was dragged away by Serena to work in a different group of three.

“Agreed,” Alice said.

Alice suggested we get started on research of historical oligarchies, and so we all began on that front. I looked at Alice and back at Chloe, and decided it wasn’t right that they were the only girls in the class still wearing normal school clothes. I scribbled in my notebook.

Alice and Chloe have been wearing tiny bikini tops and even tinier g string thongs all day, and no one will ever notice if I stare at Alice’s or Chloe’s tits or ass.

The change was immediate. I was treated to a great view of Chloe’s big boobs when I looked over to my right, and when Alice got up out of her seat to walk over to Mrs. Whitaker’s desk, I got a great view of Alice’s thong covering barely any of her pussy as she stood up. As she started walking, I could see the thong move up between her thick asscheeks, to the point where it couldn’t even be seen behind the two globes of flesh. I almost started drooling as I took in the whole scene. What a booty. What made the sight even hotter was the contrast of Alice’s booksmarts and studious attitude against her new slutty look, even sluttier than Amy’s current getup.

When Alice walked back, I could tell that the thong had been rubbing her cunt all day, and there was definite wetness on her mostly visible pussy.

She sat back down and we continued working on the assignment for the rest of class while a million thoughts ran through my head of what I would make Alice and Chloe do to me when we got together to study after school tomorrow.

Time flies when you think about sex I guess, because soon, the bell rang, and class was over. Alice stood up, and thanks to my last ink command, I felt comfortable in looking at her (at this point) dripping pussy, barely covered by her microscopic thong as she spoke. “We’ll finish the assignment on Wednesday, before we begin studying for the test.” As she and Chloe walked off to go to lunch, I found myself wishing I could grab their beautiful asses without anyone noticing as they walked off. For now, I had to settle for just looking and not touching.

I took my eyes off of Alice and Chloe and looked around for Fred, but I didn’t see him. He must have gone to meet up with Tina. I guess I could talk to him later. I needed to get to lunch anyway. I had a tutoring session with a hot math whiz. I’m coming for you, Lynne.