Henry Doesn't Want to Make Her Any Madder

[Neokenka Note: Until May 10th, I'm basically going to be owned by my homework, so my writing is going to become VERY sporadic until that date or some day after it. :( But I shall surely return to this branch, because I'm into it. :) Until then.]

Well, if it would calm her down...

With no real importance to the act, Henry had no reason not to pull out of the cheerleader as asked. He shot out and rested the bottom of his cock against her tingling pussy lips. The first virile puke of his cock splattered onto Jessica's open, shocked mouth and up and on her nose, smothering her in his scent taste. The next dribbled servings trickled down her pubic mound, belly, and tits in sporadic droplets as she grimaced... and tried to fight the urge to grind the cock and, at worst, let his cum-covered dick slide right back into her. Jessica won over the irrational wish and began to crawl out of Henry's weakening grip.

His words came out in trembling sighs, "A-Alright, so... I mean, we don't need to head right to detention, right?"

Jessica brushed his cum off of her tongue and face as best she could before, inadvertently, she swallowed a fair remnant of it. Her stomach felt tight as she realized she just drank a load from a random senior in her class... and just did her best to remind herself that this, too, could all be wished away once she got to Ernest. She slowly stood, her knees trembling and her sex burning hot, as she covered her jizz-stained tits and crotch with shaking hands.

She looked Henry over and realized that his phone was likely in his pants back in the classroom... where Mrs. Cooper would likely just **** Jessica again or, worse, let another boy take pleasure with her body.

Oh God, she just fucked Henry Pollock. He was the strongest, and ugliest, member of the weight lifting team and was now looking at her while pumping his softening cock as if he expected something. More of his cum dripped onto the floor. He was clearly unaware of what he just did, or else he was a sociopathic **** just like... everyone else? Jessica tried to piece it together, but it was so hard to think past the musky taste and scent that filled her mouth and nostrils; it was Henry's odor, and her body was warming up more and more as she tried to get it out of her nose, to clean her hands on her skin, and inadvertently cover herself in his seed as she looked around for fear of witnesses. More and more she wondered if Henry was really that bad looking a guy... what? Of course he was, but... and his dick wasn't even particularly... but something about him just kept fluttering into her mind, so much like when Ernest had her near-

I wish my pheromones were normal.

Normal...? This was normal. She looked at Henry's pleasant smile with growing horror.

And there was nothing anyone could do to realize how abnormal this was. The revelation hit Jessica with a sickening thud... and the scale of the wish, the reach that it could have if taken literally... Jessica suddenly felt dizzy, but she couldn't take a rest here, not now.

Henry had Ernest's pheromones... which were normal now. She glanced back at her classroom... and nearly leapt out of her skin as she heard a nearby door open. Her hands shot to cover her body... only to see some unknown, bespectacled brunette stumble into the hall with her pants and panties missing. She was a homely, chubby little thing with handfuls of tit under a green turtleneck, but mostly she just seemed a bit annoyed as she caught sight of a perfectly normal, jizz-wearing Jessica. She nodded quietly before looking back to the floor she was currently on; her hands and knees trembled as she struggled to get up.

Unfortunately, Brad 'Thundercock' Myers could smell this piece of prey on her way to the bathroom.

The huge jock walked out after her, shocking Jessica as his namesake bobbed in the air. At some point, Brad too had lost his pants. The shadow of his weapon slowly traveled up the meek nerd's back, but she was too distracted by the sight of these 'popular' folk to do anything but look at the ground.

"Hey, Jessica," Brad casually greeted as he grabbed the 5'1" geek by the waist. He lifted her by her pelvis and slowly positioned her onto the tip of a rock-solid, nine-inch cock; her feet and arms dangled as her moist, virgin muff offered a pitiful few drops of lubricant to the giant head trying to gain entrance. "What're you doing with Hook-Nose?"

"The fuck you call me?" Henry stomped past Jessica and stepped to face off with Brad in the hall... which meant his flaccid cock was now pushed into the meek girl's face. The pungent stink of his own jizz and Jessica's pussy juices made the nerd squirt onto Brad's cock once again before she took the soft member into her mouth. Her moans filled Jessica with an envy the cheerleader couldn't process at the moment.

Jessica was still in awe at the monstrous girth and size of 'Thundercock'.

"You heard me," Brad challenged with a grin, coming closer... which meant slowly shoving into the virgin nerd. Flesh stretched taut until her hymen popped just from the presence of his meat... and he kept pushing until he had turned her birth canal into a soaked sock for all of half of his cock that he could manage to squeeze into the tight fit. She wasn't nearly wet enough for this massive an undertaking; a droplet of blood hit the floor as proof of her womanhood.

"Any time, anywhere," Brad continued his challenge, sneering at Henry as he began to rhythmically pound the nerd between them.

The shy girl moaned and squealed around the cock in her mouth until her full bladder quickly gave up room for want of room now that Myers had moved into her pelvis. Urine streamed down her thighs to pool between Brad's feet as he stood his ground. Her toes curled and her tiny feet kicked uselessly as her body unconsciously reacted to the humiliation she couldn't well recognize as being out of place. Her first orgasm with a boy had come to pass; the day would ensure it wouldn't be the last.

"You've got a lot of nerve when you can't even bench 600, small fry," Henry boasted. His cock was beginning to harden anew.

Jessica had finally been shocked enough by this sight to have had enough. Ernest had to undo this and soon before the whole school got diseased or pregnant... and more for her sake, before Brad ended up fucking everything with a vagina in a mile radius!

As the men began to properly spit roast the squirming, orgasming nerd, Jessica took the opportunity to creep away and hit the stairwell before something more horrible could happen to her. By the time she got to the ground floor, still naked and covered in cum, she could already hear the world falling to pieces: groans and moans of unrestricted, selfish pleasure came through half-opened doors as arousal became bathroom breaks. From beyond those teasing doors could be heard teachers trying to lecture as they railed, or were railed by, one or more students. Age, disposition, gender; none of it mattered before the parade of pheromones that could even tempt men into mindless fucking machines and, for women, proved a thousand times more persuasive.

The urge to turn around and see to Henry, or to perhaps join in some of the couplings in the halls, was overwhelming. If Jessica didn't get rid of the manly weightlifter's scent on her nose and mouth, and find some clothes, she felt like she'd lose her mind! She couldn't go back to class to get her phone could she? Without it, and her network of friends -- if they were even lucid enough to answer her questions -- she had no idea where Kristina Crowley lived... presuming Ernest would've gone there to skip class. Perhaps he'd be at his house? She still didn't know where he lived; she barely even got a glimpse of his neighborhood before she was stuck in his house. In his class... wherever that was? Holding herself as she shivered, she considered that she could get cleaned up before taking her car -- damn it! Her keys were in her purse in the backpack! Jessica felt ready to cry as every path seemed more harrowing then the last, all while a school-wide orgy of unprotected obliviousness unfolded.

Focus, Jessica! She's the head of the cheerleaders and, now, a flipping genie! She could do this!

She had to escape the school before the smells of her fellows filled the hallway and she'd no longer be able to think... but having Henry all over her body wasn't helping, either. Even if she did escape, where would she go? Home to wait for contact from Ernest? To Ernest's or Kris' houses, the addresses of which she didn't really know? For that last one, she could risk a visit to the office to look at student records... though it meant exposure to all the adults there who, like all the teachers, were likely mid-coitus. Jessica brushed her hair... and then was about ready to cry as she realized she just got more jizz in her beautiful locks.

And yesterday was her birthday!

Whimpering, Jessica headed for... where? She had the office to find Ernest, the showers to get bathed, the school fence to run naked into the streets of Eastlake, Mrs. Cooper's classroom for a risky attempt to rescue her phone and car keys... or to do nothing but hide in some hole and pray the men didn't sniff her out.