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Chapter 5 by lordsomno lordsomno

What's next?

Off to work

I ate a good helping of the macaroni and cheese. There was something different about it; I couldn't quite place it. Maybe the aliens had changed the food so that I could eat as much as I wanted and stay physically fit. While I ate, Mrs. Evans continued her massage of my shoulders and back. Her tits pressed into my back as she rubbed, almost like a second pair of hands rubbing against me. Teresa had dropped to her knees and was eating her Mom's pussy. Mrs. Evans showed no reaction to this behavior, even orgasming without missing a beat in my backrub.

There was a beep of a car horn. I heard Mom's voice, "Honey, you'll be late for work." "Wow, I have to get moving." Mrs. Evans stopped her massage and pulled out my chair. Both women smiled and waved at me as I headed out to the car.

Mom was behind the wheel of her car. As I climbed in, I could see she was driving nude. Her purse was by her side. There's something very sexy about a woman driving in the nude, especially an extremely busty one like Mom now was. I fastened my seat belt after getting in and closing the door. Mom wasn't wearing hers. "Mom, you have to put on your seat belt." "Why, honey? I am not driving." The car then shifted itself into reverse and starting backing out of the driveway. Mom continued, "I thought you were going to spend in the nude, honey. Why did you put on clothes?" "Going to work, Mom." "Well, it's OK, baby. It's just that the girls at school won't have easy access to your cock with two layers in between." "Well, I am just kind of in a clothes mood." I thought for a second. "School, Mom?" "You teach at the Catholic high school, honey. Only male in the whole school. Two hundred teenage girls, nine other teachers and the principal, her secretary and the school nurse."

The car stopped at a red light, next to a police motorcycle. The policewoman, tall like Brittany and built like Mom, looked over and smiled at us. She was wearing her gun belt, helmet and nothing else. "Matt," she began, "could you swing by the station after school. I have a couple prisoners who won't talk. We need your hypnotic expertise to find out what they know. There's the usual thousand dollar retainer for your services, of course." "Sure, Officer." "Why so formal? My name's Amy Wright." "OK, Officer Wright, I will be there after school." "Thanks again, Master. The police department hears and obeys." The light turned green and the motorcycle sped off without any actions from Officer Wright. The car continued on its way. "Didn't know I was a noted hypnotist." "Of course you are, honey. I watch you hypnotize your sisters all the time. I love how you can make them have sex with you and each other, completely bypassing their moral code. They are very weak-willed, compared to me." I had a feeling Mom would be just as easy to hypnotize as anyone in town.

As the car drove on, Mom reached into her purse and pulled out her wallet. She opened it up. Unlike my real Mom, she was loaded. "How much do you think you will need for school today, honey?" "Um, I don't know." "Here, take a hundred dollars just in case, honey." Mom pulled five 20s out of the wallet and handed them to me. "I don't want my boy short of money, though I am sure Principal Davis could spot you more if you need it. She is so beautiful, killer legs, tight tummy, firm tits." Mom smiled as she described a woman I had never met.

The car stopped in front of the school. The trunk popped open. "Your briefcase is in the trunk, along with your lunch. Have a nice day." Before I could get out, Mom leaned over and kissed me, rubbing her hand on the crotch of my shorts. "Your sisters and I will be waiting for you once you are done at the police station, honey."

I got out of the car and retrieved my briefcase and my vintage Dungeons and Dragons lunch box from the trunk. I headed into the school. It looked just like the high school I had attended. But my high school had 2000 students. This one had only 200. I had no idea what to expect as I entered the building.

The students wore uniforms. Blouses with vests and very short skirts. All the girls were barefoot. The blouses were undone to the vests, and each girl was showing cleavage. One girl put her arm around another girl as they walked together away from me. The second girl put her hand on the first girl's waist, lifting up her skirt to reveal her bare ass. It seemed none of the students wore underwear.

"Hello, Matt."

I turned to the voice addressing me. It was an Indian (as in Asian Indian) woman of average height. She wore an open suit jacket and nothing else. She walked over to me and embraced and kissed me. Her firm C cups rubbed against me. "I need to meet with you in my office before you start your first class." "Sure thing."

She walked away from me, swinging her hips as she did so. Her dark hair was long enough to touch her bare ass, if she had been naked. She walked into the outer office, where a redhead in only an open blouse was typing. "Rose, I need you to record the meeting." "Yes, Ms. Davis." Rose, the secretary, picked up a video camera and followed us into her inner office. Rose did not close the door. Students filed by as we began the meeting. I could see them through the glass walls of the outer office. I sat down in the chair in front of her desk. Ms. Davis slipped off her suit jacket, leaving her nude. Her jacket fell to the floor, no longer needed. She then sat down on her desk, spreading her legs as she did so. She started playing with herself as she talked to me.

"Matt, you are my best teacher. The girls always obey you, and the staff always follows your sound advice. I find your every request reasonable and very doable. Are you following me?" "Sure, Ms. Davis." "Please call me Indrani when we are in private." "Sure thing." "Now, I want you to remove your pants and shorts please. It's my turn for your morning orgasm." I did as Indrani requested. I took off my pants and underwear. I decided to also remove my socks and shoes too. That left me in just my tshirt. Indrani got off the desk and knelt before me. She started giving me wonderful head. Rose filmed us, holding the camera in one hand and playing with herself with the other. Several students were watching from the outer office and were also playing with themselves.

The school nurse, in just an open lab coat, walked in. She was a blonde, and bustier than the principal but not as busty as Rose. Her hair was just as long as Indrani's and Rose's. "Save some of his cum for me, Indrani." "Sure thing, Evelyn. It is so weird about you, Matt. Rose and I are life partners and I am not attracted to men at all. But I enjoy sucking and fucking you. I enjoy making you cum and swallowing it. It's weird but I'm not complaining. It is the least I can do for my best teacher."

Evelyn and Rose continued masturbating as Indrani's blowjob continued. It didn't take much longer for me to shoot my cum down the Indian principal's throat. True to her word, she shot some of it on her bare tits (now I know why she took off her jacket). Rose reached out and took two fingers full from Indrani's C cup to her mouth. Evelyn licked the rest off her bosses' breasts. All three looked satisfied.

"OK, kids, the video will play at lunchtime. Get to class."

A tall black woman, in a kimono, hustled the teenage girls from the outer office glass wall to their classrooms. Indrani, once Evelyn had cleaned her tits, put her jacket back on. Evelyn helped me back into my clothes. "Are you sure you want to wear clothes? The students prefer it when you have your cock on full display." "I am in a clothes mood today." "OK." "Let me walk you to your classroom."

Evelyn and I walked to my first classroom, which was in the old drama room. I was a drama teacher?

"Do you want to stop by at lunch and watch some girls get physicals? I much prefer testing their sexual responses with your cock rather than my strap-on." "I might, that sounds good." She smiled at me and kissed me. She headed back towards her office and I entered my classroom. Twenty-five high school girls awaited me.

What is 1st period drama like?

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