Training voltage

Monday morning began with preparation for college classes. After taking a shower, Helen put the kettle on and started picking up her clothes. Since the wardrobe was not full of variety, for the most part, Helen did not have problems in choosing an outfit. But not today. The main problem was the selection of underwear, since now not only the clitoris was swollen, but also the pussy as a whole. The problem had to be solved radically - Helen put on black jeans without underwear. Helen hoped that the fabric of the jeans should not show the recent changes in Helen's body, especially her libido. As for the top, Helen donned her favorite strapless bra and an orange sweater. Having made a cup of coffee, Helen looked through the news feed, but she did not learn fundamentally new information. after drinking a cup of coffee, Helen packed a container of snacks for lunch (the food in the college cafeteria is not enticing in its quality). Having finished her preparations, Helen headed towards the college.

The path to the college takes 35 minutes on foot. The journey itself was not entertaining for Helen, except for the feelings associated with the lack of panties. Having reached the college building, Helen immediately headed towards the cabinet where the first lesson would be held. Helen took her usual place in the middle row by the window. There was an empty place next door, Jenny always sits there. Looking at this place, Helen remembered spending time with Jenny yesterday afternoon and an exciting dream at night. From these memories, Helen felt wetness in her crotch, but fortunately the stain had not yet appeared on her jeans. Also pleased was the fact that Jenny skipped the first classes, so Helen could calmly concentrate on her studies. At least she thought so...

With the approach of the beginning of classes, students in the cabinet became more and more. All this time, Helen listened to punk rock on her headphones, from time to time distracted by people passing by. At one point, a face approached her and Helen heard a familiar voice: “Hi, Helen. Is it free here?" Glancing at the interlocutor, Helen realized that this day would be difficult. It was Marie, Helen's other friend, as was Jenny. Marie was 5 cm (2 inches) taller than Jenny, ear-length red hair, and a slightly stocky build. Most often, Marie wore multi-colored sneakers, baggy pants and a sports sweatshirt with a fastened to the middle with a zipper. From the back, she could be mistaken for a guy, but there was one thing in front that was impossible to confuse. Or rather, two - DD size breasts, which on her figure seem both unnatural and harmonious. And since Marie wears clothes that reveal her virtues, not noticing them is a great difficulty. This is exactly the difficulty Helen faced. “Yes, of course, sit down,” Helen said, although she understood that this was her big mistake.

Classes have begun. The 30-year-old teacher presented his material in a monotonous manner. However, Helen could not digest the information she received, since all her thoughts were concentrated on Marie's chest. With every minute, the tension in the crotch increased, a wet spot began to be seen on the jeans. The tension became painful, and in the middle of the lesson, Helen asked to go to the toilet, where, after the permission of the teacher, she went with quick steps. Occupying a free booth, Helen began to relieve tension. Her inflamed pussy was especially pliable today for caresses, because of which, and also because of the long resistance, the relaxation came pretty quickly. Departing from the received ecstasy, Helen heard the movement of doors. "Helen, are you all right? You left the cabinet pretty quickly." It was Marie. Helen, having caught herself, answered: “No, no, everything is fine. Just a little discomfort. I assure you, I'm fine, you don't have to worry." "Okay, but I'm still worried. See you at lunchtime,” said Marie. So Helen was sure that her life would never be the same again ...