First comes the break

"You really forgot? Would you like me to take you to the class?" She offers surprisingly friendly. You are a bit startled at her aggressiveness towards you, but it comes in just handy now. "I insist on it." You say with a smile and she takes your hand to guide you out of the room.

As you leave the classroom, you quickly realize why she was so willing to walk with you. Sure, it could be that she likes you -- that wouldn't be so impossible considering her behavior in class. Then was of course a more also obvious reason. She wanted you as a protector.

And it was immediately clear that a protector was badly needed. As you make your way through the halls you occassionally see a girl being groped, pinned down on the floor, being spanked or even having sex. It is quite obvious that most of them are not voluntarily in these situations. You do not see a single girl who is not with another guy, standing or talking to him, or in the process of being molested.

Every now and then you do see two or even more girls together -- all being abused by a single guy. You begin to wonder why there are so few guys around since you seem to remember that your school had more males than females.

After a quick thought your focus returns to the girl holding your hand. You are now more than certain that Kimberly was only doing this so that she had a shield for herself. She wasn't doing this to help you.

That is a bitch move, you think to yourself, She could have just asked me to protect her. If she would have been nice, I may have done so anyway. You don't stop to consider the fact that your request for her help may have been taken by her as an offer to protect her.

"Sorry, Kimberly, I need to use the bathroom, please come with me." Her eyes widen in shock and you walk toward the bathroom door. You laugh when you realize she has mistaken your comment as an intention to perform some deviant deed. "I wasn't suggesting you come inside the stall with me. Just wait in front of the door for me. Haha, what a dirty mind you have," you say while giving her a soft slap on her butt. You figure such a slap would be normal in a place where right next to you two girls were 69ing each other under the watchful eye of another guy you don't know.

The scared look on her face did not disappear however, but honestly you don't really care. That is, until you actually reach the entrance to the bathrooms.

From the exterior, the mens bathroom hasn't really changed from the outside. The girls bathroom on the other hand is ... well, everything it wasn't before.

First, it isn't really a bathroom anymore. There are just some toilets placed right next to the door to the mens bathroom. On the wall behind the toilets there is a sign which says: 'female toilets only'.

Upon further observation you realize something else odd about these toilets, beyond the obvious public display. The seats are formed more like a V, with the two long ends facing away from the wall. Even more, on the inside of the V you can spot a soft glowing reddish stripe.

Curiously you walk over and move your hands towards the seats, stopping just midway. You can already feel what this is. Heat. You are still a solid 10 inches away and it starts to feel warm on your hand. Touching those stripes must lead to **** and burning skin.

Finally you realize the purpose of this. The heat would **** anyone who used these 'toilets' to hover over the bowl with spread legs so as to avoid the actual seat. So a girl would either have to spread her legs in public or burn her skin off.

To be honest... future me is a genius. Sure, a sick, perverted one, but a genius indeed. I could never come up with something like this, but apparently I will... or maybe I just saw these here and that is why I created them? But if thats the case, who put them here in the first place? What if....

"James?" Kimberly interrupts your inner philosophical discussion with yourself about time travel. "Didn't you want to use the toilet? Please, hurry, I don't want to be late for the next class." You get it. After having seen the consequences of being late for class you completely understand her concern. You turn away from the female toilets and turn towards the male bathroom as you, once again, see something else.

You now notice a room behind the female toilets which is labeled "Relaxing station 2-A". You are about to walk towards it to find out what that is all about when you realize that there are already 3 guys standing in a line in front of the door.

I have enough time to find out about this later. I really have to use the bathroom, so I should get on with it. Maybe there is something else in there, too? Maybe I made it out of gold, or maybe.... maybe I should just look and stop thinking, You interrupt yourself as you enter one of the school's bathrooms.

To be honest, you expected more. Sure, it has changed, but not really in positive way as far as you can tell. There were three stalls, separated by blue walls. There was a new waterfall feature -- a small one -- which you can clean your hands in. It was a nice gimmick, but that was it. The only other thing notable about the room was a small red door, about 1 meter high, located behind the last stall.

You decide to go into the last stall and do what you came for. However, once inside, you find yourself in your own state of shock. There is no toilet here, just a really big bucket with a toilet seat on top of it. You shrug your shoulders while deciding it might be best to not actually sit down on this thing.

After you finish you look around for the flush control. When you find it, you are once again confused. It is apparently a two part machine. First there was a turning wheel, ranging from 0 to 1440. It was titled 'delay in min'. The second part was just a lever titled 'flush'. Deciding you are not in the mood for any tests today, you just pull the lever.

You suddenly hear a door open behind you. Turning, you see that the small red door is open and a girl is crawling into the mens room from the other side. You believe you have seen her before around your school, but you can't put your finger on the time and place. She, on the other hand, does not have much time to look at you. In her hands was a new bucket. She stands up and walks right past you as you quickly cover up your manhood again. She exchanges the buckets, before looking up at the wheel.

"No delay, huh? Wanna watch?" She asks you with a southern accent you wouldn't have expected by her looks.
"Watch what?" You ask.
"My flushing it down." She says as you realize what she was about to do. She raises the bucket you just peed in and brings it to her lips, continuing to raise it higher up.
"No thank you," you say, turning around. You press your hands in the waterfall and storm towards the door, while you hear her gulp behind you. You really don't need, or want, to see this, so you leave the stall.

This is fucked up. So the delay... is how long she has to wait to 'flush'? So where does she keep it in the meantime... honestly I don't even want to think about that.

As you leave the bathroom, your mind jumps back to Kimberly. You look to your right and you instantly spot her. She is kneeling with her spread legs in front of her. Her back and head are both pressed against the wall, while some guy has his dick inside of her mouth, pushing it down her throat forcefully. Her blouse is open and her tits are uncovered, bouncing up every time he thrusts in. And he does so quite often and fast. She has her eyes closed, but he doesn't seem to mind this as he continues to mouth **** her.

At least a minute goes by while you watch his dick disappear in her open mouth again and again, forcing her to gag loudly. Tears from her eyes are running down her cheeks, mixing with the salvia from her mouth. She can't swallow. The salvia runs down on her tits and leaves a few wet spots on them.

The guy starts to groan and starts moving faster again, reaching down and pinching her nose. Kimberly, now unable to breath, gags even more, trying desperately to get air into her lungs. All she gets is his cock in her throat. After a few more thrusts he starts to cum in her unwilling, but definitely not resisting mouth. He then suddenly pulls out and finishes up on her exposed breasts. "Wow, that was nice. I almost don't need to stay in line anymore, haha."

You cough to get her attention. "Kimberly, what are you doing? You were supposed to bring me to our next class. And now I have to wait for you here, because you're playing around? Come on, lets go now." She jumps up and runs over to you, not minding her bouncing tits one bit. They are jiggling their way into your field of attention more and more. "Come on, cover up, you look like a whore," you say, not able to resist the urge to smile. Whether you like it or not, you also have to admit that it was quite a turn on for you to see her being treated like this.

Kimberly looked down sadly, starting to pull down her bra. Instantly the wet spots, as well as the cum from that guy, form dark spots on it. These are also easily spottable on the blouse she closes up over her breasts.

As she was about to clean her face you grab her hand. "We don't have time for this, now. Lets go or do you want to be late?" You have no idea what time it is or if maybe you already are late, but the words hit home. She nods, grabbing your hand and starts quickly leading the two of you down the hall.

She stops in front of a door you recognize. You know what class you are having in here. But even more so you recognize the two people in front of the door. One was Kevin, a guy from your class, and the other was Paula a girl, also from your class. You remembered her from speaking up during math class. You thought these two got along quite well. Everyone got along well with Paula, after all, even you. But here she was, bending over, her hands behind her back, her face on the ground, licking something up that looked suspiciously like cum.

"Please, lets hurry, I don't want to be too late." Kimberly pulls on your arm and you comply. As the two of you enter the room, she releases your hand and rushes over to her seat. You turn around and the second you do so, you see the clock switch from 8:49 to 8:50. The next lesson has begun.