Morgan woke up horny.

Morgan’s first thought every morning when she woke up had become Chris. She imagined Chris in bed with her, fucking her, owning her, seeding her, breeding her, and in the shower, she rubbed herself to a quick climax before starting the day. Her breasts felt tender each time, and her nipples were always hard. She was careful as she fastens her bra and took note of their appearance each time.

School was slow and passed at a crawl, save for the few heart-pounding times Morgan spied Chris in the halls. Lunch came, and she was bored and listless, attempting to do work while picking at her salad. It didn’t taste right. Nothing tasted right. All she could think about was Chris’ cock and his balls and the delicious flavor of his semen. She was just putting her salad away when Chris knocked at her door.

Wide-eyed, she giggled when she saw him and fixed her gaze on his swollen manhood. Checking the clock, she realized that twelfth grade lunch would be starting soon, and she rose to meet him at the door. “Well, hello there, sir.” She cupped him through his pants. “Mm. What can I do for you today?” Staring up at him, Morgan blushed. She was not used to standing in front of him, and even now he remained a good six inches taller. To kiss him, she realized, she would have to stand on her tiptoes.

Chris cleared his throat. “I, uh, I’m...distracted.”

Morgan gives him a squeeze. “I can tell,” she said, and she smiled. “Every girl within fifteen feet of you can tell.”

Chris’ cheeks went red. “You said y-you would help me.”

“I did, but…” Morgan glanced back at her empty classroom and felt her heart hammer. She checked the clock again. “I’ll have class soon, and you’ll have lunch. Can’t you take care of yourself?”

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