Megan's mind swam with the possibilities, and despite her usual pretence at being the brainy nerd uninterested in sexual things, it was the hotly erotic possibilities that made Megan's pussy burn warmly and drove her onward. Feeling daring, she smiled in a little wicked way, dismissing some ideas, but quickly going for others. Megan then looked Tanya up and down, admiring her new toy.
“Well, now...”, Megan said thoughtfully as a plan settled in her mind, “Tanya, as soon as I walk out of this room, you'll forget all about me being here and what you just did to me. And you'll also forget that I told you anything, of course...”
The nerdy, mousy girl paused, then went on, “From now on, Tanya, you're attracted to girls as much as you're attracted to guys, especially really cute girls like me...and every other cute or beautiful girl that you see. You will be a complete fuckslut: lusting for sex constantly and you'll love being fucked in any way. You'll be ashamed of yourself for acting like that, but unable to resist even so. Everytime you think of someone you will find yourself imagining them fucking you, and your pussy will get soaking wet and hot. You'll be embarassed about being so horny all the time, but you will also be turned on by thinking of how slutty you are, and then embarassed about that too. You'll be unable to resist acting like a slut, dressing in skimpy clothing and aching to touch or be touched by others. Any sexual act will turn you on, the more depraved, the hotter it makes you; while you will be as embarassed about anyone knowing that you want to do it as you'd normally be, you still won't be able to resist the temptation of experiencing that pleasure."
“You will forget all about the curse, the reason you're acting like this and having acted any differently before ...and...from now on, you can never wear bras or panties, and definitely no pants of any kind...and your skirts and dresses have to be short enough that it won't take much for people to get a glimpse of your bare pussy. Also keep your pussy shaved nice and smooth...use a depilatory cream next time, you're never allowed to grow any pussy hair every again...”
All this was too much for Tanya, who while at first too stunned at what the mousy Megan was saying, became increasingly worried and horrified.
“No....please!”, the beautiful girl said, “I don't want to be like that...Everyone will think I'm a slut!” And while Tanya was feeling horrified, she also felt her loins moistening at the thought of what Megan was describing.
Megan smiled mischievously, and told her, “Any girl or guy who touches or molests you, you won't be able to resist their advances. You're going to move in whatever way makes it easier for others to play with your pussy and breasts, touch you wherever they like, or even have sex with you... You won't make the move yourself, but offer yourself to anyone, often 'accidentally' until you get horny enough that you can't help but beg for it.”
“From now on, Tanya...”, the mousy girl told her, “You will know that you are the fucktoy for the entire school, and you'll be filled with both joy and shame at that knowledge. But no matter what happens, or how embarrassed you are, you still have to pretend that nothing is wrong, so you are going to go to classes as normal, and go to friends places and shopping as normal, but the whole time you will never forget that you are a fucktoy. After I walk out, you'll go to classes as normal, and you'll forget that I was here or spoke to you, and you'll forget everything about why you are dressed like you are, or what happened to your panties and pussy-hair, and take off your bra before you leave as well...”
With that, Megan smiled again at the other girl's expression of horror and shock, then quickly the mousy girl turned and left the bathroom.
Tanya felt dizzy and faint for a moment, then stared in surprise at the still swinging door, wondering who had just opened the bathroom door and left again. She'd already forgotten all about Megan's visit. Suddenly, she felt compelled to remove her bra, so Tanya unbuttoned her blouse, unclipped her lacy bra, and took it off. She put the bra into her schoolbag before buttoning up her blouse again, then Tanya hurried out to go to classes.
As soon as she walked out into the hallway, a second wave of momentary faintness hit her, then Tanya shook her head. She glanced down at her tiny too-short little skirt, with it's hem so high that it barely covered her shaven girl-slit, and noticed how randy she felt inside. Tanya whimpered a little, blushing hot with shame and embarrassment, because she knew that under the tiny skirt, she not only wasn't wearing any panties, but her quim was dribbling lubricating juices down her thighs. Tanya also knew that she was the 'fucktoy' of the entire school, but couldn't work out why that felt true. It just was.
Tanya's nipples poked out against the thin cloth of her blouse like two cylinders, painfully erect, they tented the fabric, making it obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra and that she was throbbing with desire. She felt the eyes of fellow students upon her chest as she hurried off to her first class of the morning, and couldn't help but long for someone to reach out and tweak her nipples. Blushing crimson at the sluttiness of her attire, Tanya could feel her cunt getting wetter at the erotic thoughts and the delightful bursts of pleasure coming from her oversensitive, engorged nipples rubbing against her shirt.
The cute and sexy girl knocked on the classroom door before opening it, the gasps and wide eyes of surprise as everyone in the class stared at her making her blush all the more hotly, and sparking even greater heat between her thighs. The teacher, Mr MacDonald, was no less surprised than anyone else, but quickly recovered. There was a vacant seat and desk right at the front and centre of the class, and before Tanya could take more than a few steps, Mr MacDonald call out to her.
“Tanya, since you were late”, he told her, “You get to sit in front.”
He pointed at the vacant chair and desk that was directly in front of him.
Tanya nodded, her face burning, and all too aware of how everyone was spying at her, and the incredible shortness of her skirt. She sat down where she was told, the skirt too short to cover her bottom properly, so that her bare ass-cheeks and cunt were directly in contact with the cool polished plastic of the seat. Further to her shame, Tanya found that she had an irresistable urge to spread her legs, so that the male teacher could see her lack of underwear, and the engorged pink lips of her freshly-shaven pussy. The indecent exposure turned her on even more, and she could feel her wetness spreading in a puddle on the seat of her chair.
Mr MacDonald openly stared for a long moment, looking both stunned and embarrassed, as if he wasn't sure whether to look or not. Then he shook a little, and sat down at his desk. For seconds more, he was quiet, while Tanya tried very hard to pretend that nothing was wrong although she was blushing furiously and her ample chest was heaving noticeably as she found herself unable to avoid imagining being taken by Mr MacDonald while the class watched. Her eyes glazed, and her lips parted slightly as she pictured herself impaling her ass on her teacher's member, tugging on her long nipples as she moaned obscenities and spread her legs wide, her pussy gaping invitingly at the staring class. |