Who cares about grades anyway?

Courtney is still looking at the newest demon when she hears something shatter. To her horror, she sees a muscled arm reaching through the broken glass of the door and twisting the knob. Second later a hulking crimson beast ducks through the doorway followed by a reborn Ms. Harris. Courtney goggles at the chiseled brute and its monstrous erect cock leaking black seed , the evil sneer plastered on the face of the corrupted educator and her stunning tits capped in thick black shining nipples. Behind them comes Mr. Finch, the gym teacher recognizable only by the whistle on his brick-red chest, and Mr. Gomez, the Spanish teacher and tennis coach. The once slender, kind man now takes in the room with searing eyes, seeming to inhale all the sexual energy set loose.

Ms. Harris closes the door and casually knocks the knob to the floor. "Who's ready for a lunch break?" she purrs, and the demons advance on the class slipping on glamours that conceal their true natures. Jenny and Ella gleefully follow, Mrs. Shaw pulling Courtney along.

She can see that Kevin has joined Mark in stuffing Cindy, her skin rosy and her hair a mess as the pair of cocks stretch her twin holes atop the desk. She urges them on with language and volume unsuitable for her after-school work helping Ms. Soderstrom the librarian.

Courtney watches impotently as the rest of the disguised demons disperse among the rutting student body. The hulking incubus, now merely a hunk ripped from the cover of a salacious romance novel, strolls to Amy, kneels and plunges two fingers thick with saliva into her cunt from behind. The beast swirls the digits while fixing the rest of the group with a lecherous stare.

Ella pulls Luke away from Kimmy and needs to do little to convince him to switch to her pussy on the floor. Mr. Gomez similarly introduces his cock to Julie's mouth with the merest preamble, and Mr. Finch and Ms. Harris neatly pair off with Nora and Daequan. It all happens frighteningly fast.

Mrs. Shaw leaves Courtney's side, leans down to Andy and whispers something in his ear, then does the same to Jim. Soon enough she's riding Andy's cock while inhaling Jim.

Courtney isn't alone for long, as Jenny pulls her to Allie and Samantha, now scissoring on the floor. "Mmm, who knew these two had a thing for each other. It's hot, though." She leans in close. "But not as hot as when we fuck them into demonic sluts." Courtney's mind reels as Jenny trails her fingers along the couple's arms and squats next to the duo.

"I bet you girls didn't know what a sexy freak Courtney keeps hidden," she tells the new lovers. "Let's she what she does once I set her free." Courtney's heart leaps at Jenny's words, and her pulse hammers as the sexy blond struts toward her. Jenny makes a show of licking her fingers, the saliva trailing off as she lowers them and thrusts into Courtney's pussy. The intense pleasure that surges through her surprises, though it shouldn't given the horniness she's tamping down amid everything going on around her.

Her shirt quickly becomes bothersome, as Jenny's twisting fingers heat her to the core. Old Courtney brain hates how easily Jenny has taken control of this situation, how she can poke a spot deep within Courtney and unleash a torrent of unwanted lust. But a growing portion of her mind is happy to be swept away, has narrowed to the thrilling sensation spun by Jenny's fingers.

Courtney's breasts feel heavy and with shaky fingers she frees her tits, moans as she squeezes more tender flesh than should be there. Flicks erect nipples and is ashamed in the relief and excitement she feels as Jenny works her ruined jeans and drenched panties down her legs. Courtney grunts as Jenny's mouth finds her pussy, her aggressive tongue questing deep within. The ungodly organ erodes her resistance lick by lick, old Courtney struggling to hold back the tide.