Chapter 1: Sex Ed
Chapter Text
Chapter 1
It was the last week of school, a light late spring dizzle fell softly outside as the class was a bit more rambunctious then usual.
Carlos lobbed a paper ball at Ralphie which bounced off of the red baseball cap that covered his soft brown locks. Ralph turned, crumpling his own notebook paper into a good fist sized ball. He smiled and chucked it at Carlos in playful revenge.
Carlos quickly ducked, the crumpled graph paper grazed his black hair.
Arnold jumped as the dense paper ball hit his face. His glasses fell off from the left side and hung precariously from the right, he clenched his jaw as he adjusted his glasses. A quite seething rage bubbled behind his glasses as he gave a defeated sigh and raked his fingers through his disheveled ginger curls. Arnold stretched his yellow sleeved arm, picked it up and threw it at Carlos hitting him in the back of his blue hoodie. His frown melted into a slight smile as he heard Carlos's infectious giggle. He couldn't stay mad at Carlos for long.
Even D.A. had her book closed and was gossiping in the corner with Phoebe while the brunette brushed one of her blond pigtails, "So, which boy do you think in class is the biggest?" Phoebe asked.
Dorothy placed a finger to her lip and glanced around the room tilting her head slightly, "I'm not sure, according to my research shoe size could be an indication of endowment," she explained focussing in on Arnold's, Ralphie's, Tim's and Carlos's feet, "With that in mind I'd have to say Ralph maybe?"
"I think it's Tim." Phoebe stated rather abruptly, covertly twisting her hips.
D.A. looked back with a disapproving frown, "That's kinda racist."
Phoebe blushed with shifting eyes.
Meanwhile Wanda, Keesha and Tim were passing the time with a little competition at Wanda's behest. Wanda's and Tim's hands' gripped each other firmly locked together in an arm wrestling match. Keesha watched on rubbing her own defeated arm, "Come on Wanda you can't beat Tim he's a boy," she commented.
Tim's brow began to sweat as his hand trembled, his arm slowly being over power. Wanda grunted with one final push and slammed Tim's hand to the desk, "Ha!" She announced, triumphantly raising her arms into the air balling her fist.
All of a sudden Miss Frizzle entered the room sliding down a fireman's pole at least that's what she told the faculty when it was installed.
"Alright everyone settle down, is everybody ready for the last class and field trip of the year? Miss Frizzle asked, spinning around enthusiastically.
She wrote the words Puberty & Sex Ed big and bold up on the chalk board as Liz rolled in two gynecological chairs.
"Ralph and Wanda thank you for volunteering, are you two ready?"
"Yes Miss Frizzle," the two students said in unison, getting up from their desks and walking to the front of the class standing in front of the two medical chairs.
"Now, Class I would like everyone to thank Ralph and Wanda for volunteering to be our live biological examples!" She announced, waving around a long wooden pointer.
The class mumbled a collective "Thank you."
"Alright then would you two please undress, to your underwear," Miss F. instructed.
Wanda started by taking off her red vest then her pink shirt with confidence, revealing her developing breasts. While Ralph took off the cap resting it on Liz before he grabbed the hem of his green shirt with its signature R and pulled it up over his head also revealing his developing breasts.
Both students were surprisingly unabashed by their exhibitionism and continued. However Ralph and Wanda looked to each in solidarity as they both pulled down their pants and awkwardly stepped out of them still in their shoes.
The class gasped at Wanda in dark blue boxers and Ralph in bright pink panties. Even Miss Frizzle's expression faltered, taken aback by the unexpected course of events, "My, that's interesting, now, now class settle down," she corrected.
She whipped her pointer into her hand with a loud crack, "As you can see class even in this early stage of development Wanda's hips are slightly wider than Ralphie," she explained her stick hovering near Wanda's side.
She flicked her wrist and moved the pointer to Ralph's chest, "And Ralphie's shoulders are broader than Wanda's."
The class nodded inherently curious.
"Good, now Ralph and Wanda please remove your underwear and have a seat." The eccentric teacher ordered tapping the gynecological chairs behind them.
Wanda dropped her boxers and Ralph pulled down and stepped out of his delicate panties.
Wanda's toned muscles shoned a V aiming at her unplucked peach while Ralph's minor gut partially obscured his short hairless dick.
They leaned back and got comfortable in the cushioned chairs and lifted their legs up spreading them wide resting their ankles in the stirrups baring it all out in the open.
Wanda's little slit was spread wide, the vulva was flushed a light pink hue.
Ralphie's penis began to swell much to his dismay but Miss Frizzle was quick to quell his embarrassment, "Now class it is perfectly normal for boys to get random erections, it means Ralphie is very healthy." She explained giving his gland a light poke with her pointer.
When Carlos blurted out, "Man that is one thick churro," unable to take his eyes off of it.
"Carlos!" The group groaned at the same time.
"Now, now male genitalia come in all different shapes and sizes as does the vulva. The human body is nothing to be ashamed of, do you want to come up here Carlos and provide the class with another example?"
Carlos smirked, calling her bluff, "Ok, Miss Frizzle." He stood and strode to the front of class with his head held high.
The nutty teacher bit her lip and narrowed her gaze at Carlos.
With his back facing the class the cute latino bent over pulling down his red pants and underwear, his hips swayed tauntingly. The class gave a collective horny gasp.
Arnold's dick sprung to life as his eyes soaked in Carlos's cute butt committing it to memory. He watched intently as the caramel skinned boy of his dreams spread his breedable cheeks revealing his untouched rosebud. The redhead practically growled as he accidentally snapped his pencil in his hand with sexual frustration.
Miss Frizzle's usually cherry face dissipated and her smile turned into a stern look as she cracked her wooden point across Carlos's bum with a loud sharp snap. The class clown jolted to an upright position, "OW!" He hollered, rubbing his bottom. A tear was in his eye as his fingers rubbed over a raising welt.
"Face the class, hands to your sides," she ordered, with an unusually serious attitude.
Carlos did as he was ordered, his small boyhood pointed towards the ceiling.
"As you can see class Carlos's testes have not descended yet and thus his genitals are overall smaller compared to Ralphie," she explained and tapped the bottom of his balls causing him to flinch slightly. "Note, Ralph's loose scrotum in comparison to Carlos's taught sac. Another difference to point out is Ralphie is missing his foreskin from circumcision here you can see the scar," she pointed out hovering her stick near the middle of his still erect shaft. "If he did have one however more than likely it would be fully retracted back revealing the entire gland, while Carlos here is still developing and only has a partially revealed gland even when fully erect.
Keesha raised her hand.
"Yes Keesha!"
"Can girls be circumcised?"
Miss Frizzle's cheerful posture visibly faltered, "Yes it's a bit more extensive than male circumcision and largely only practiced in third world countries that commonly lack proper medical practices and hygiene which lead to many… complications," the educator elaborated as truthfully as she could while remaining unbiased.
Keesha retracted her hand and sunk back into her chair.
"Any other questions class, before we move on?"
An awkward silence befell the room, "Alright then Carlos have a seat."
The young latino boy hiked up his pants and shuffled his way back to his desk somewhat embarrassed however that feeling subsides quickly being the class clown he's able to roll with the punches.
The Frizz twirled around back to her enthusiastic self, "Ok then onto SEX!" She shouted
"Wanda you ready? Ralphie, any second thoughts?"
Ralph's cock twitched, "None."
"You betcha!" The black haired girl said, hopping off the chair and climbing onto Ralph's stomach straddling him.
"Alright class this is vaginal intercourse," Miss Frizzle nodded, giving Wanda the go ahead.
The young girl's back was facing the class as she slid lower down his torso. Her nubile cunt kissed his head, her juices smearing on his chode.
D.A. slipped hand under her skirt as she held a book to her face trying to hide her heavy breathing and tongue sticking out.
"Alright class can anyone name for me the other types of sex?" The teacher asked, waving her stick across the entire class.
Surprisingly Carlos was quick to raise his hand, perhaps a bit too eager to share, "My little brother Mikey and I like to suck each other's dicks, does that count?"
Miss Frizzle staggered at the bold and kinky admission getting a little wet but she remained composed, "Yes very good that would be oral sex,"
A dribble of blood trailed from Arnold nostril down to his lip, "There's anal," Arnold stated, starring directly at Carlos practically growling in the process as if he cannot get any hotter.
Phoebe raised her hand, "That's when the penis enters the butt right? What is it call when you have vaginal sex and anal sex at the same time?" She asked insatiably.
The classes collective mind started to swim with ideas at her proposal, Tim the ever quite one asked a follow-up question, "What's it called when you have anal and oral sex at the same time?"
"Well Phoebe that is most commonly called double penetration and Tim that is called a spit roast but class that's half the fun it's like a jigsaw puzzle but the position of the pieces are limitless arrange them in whatever way you find the most entertaining. However class sex and the pleasure that comes with it is so much more than mere biology there are societal and psychological aspects to it and that's what we'll learn today, FIELD TRIP EVERYONE!"
Carlos raised his hand, "But Miss Frizzle I need to watch my younger brother after school I'm going to have to sit this one out," he announced sulking back into his chair.
"Don't worry Carlos Mikey can come too," she said with soft reassurance, placing her hand on his shoulder.
The class hurried outside and boarded the bus, "Single file everyone!" The redheaded teacher ordered.
They drove the short distance to the Remono residence where Carlos disembarked and wheeled his brother to the bus.
"But I don't want to leave, I want to play on the computer!" Mikey attested arguing with his brother as they left the house.
"Come on Mikey, haven't you always wanted to go on a field trip? Like the ones I've told you about?"
"Please," he rolled his eyes, "Like you actually got transformed into fish, sea anemones, bees and crabs that is highly illogical."
The bus transformed and modified itself before their very eyes to accommodate Carlos's wheelchair-bound little brother.
Mikey stammered a bit in disbelief, "Th-that can be explained by science," he proclaimed defiantly, getting on the bus.
Miss Frizzle donde a Pilots hat as she greeted her newest passenger, "Ready for some joy, boy," she giggled rhyming.
The school bus transformed into a plane in a whirlwind of magic and took off and headed west from Virginia. The bus swiftly flew over Kentucky, Missouri, Kansas, Colorado, Utah. Mikey looked out the passenger side window astonished at farmland zooming underneath him, "This… this this can also be explained by science I've never flown before this is amazing I wish I could do this all the time." He said before they finally landed in Nevada.
Just outside a nondescript building in Las Vegas , Arnold left the bus befuddled, "What is this? We're not getting transformed into photons, bees or water or something," he looked up at the sign on the building Tiberius's Aquarium, "Are we actually on a normal field trip?" He asked, looking around in complete disbelief.
Carlos patted Arnold on the back, "With the Frizz no way!"
Chapter 2: Chapter 2
Summary:
Students have some fun with the regulars.
Notes:
I hope everybody likes their OCs I know it's unfinished and unpolished but I did work really hard on this...
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Chapter 2
Travis stood stoically, his flaming red hair popped nicely in contrast to his drab black bouncer uniform. He looked at his watch eager for his shift to be over and anxiously widened his stance as he took his hand in the other adopting an intimidating posture. His tight T-shirt strained as he flexed his buff chest and arms slightly.
The rest of the class exited the bus and looked around the seedy street, their collective apprehension dissipated when their Teacher, now in a colorful feathered peacock mask beckoned them over to the door. The fanciful peacock mask's feathers glittered and shimmered in the light.
Travis halted Miss Frizzle's advance, denying the class entry, "Sorry, they cannot enter it without meeting the dress code," he informed politely, tapping his own bull mask. The mask had sharp horns and was adorned with a copper colored ring in the nostril.
Miss Frizzle blushed, "Yes of course, I was just getting to that!" She said opening the door inviting the class in, she handed each one of her students a mask of their own with Liz's help.
Phoebe received and put on a white rabbit mask fastening the velcro strap tightly around the back of her head, it covered her face from her nose up and had a couple of fluffy floppy ears.
Next D.A. was handed a wide eyed feathered owl mask, she looked at it curiously putting it on as she entered all the same.
Miss Frizzle gave Arnold a fierce looking Tiger mask; its orange and black fur was soft to the touch.
Tim frowned at his pig mask, "Do you want to trade Ralph?" He asked, taking a look at his classmates' mask.
Ralph looked at the dog mask in his hands, it had elegantly curled fur and long ears with puff balls of fur at the end clearly distinctly poodle inspired, "Nah I think it's pretty," he declined putting it on.
Wanda grasped her mask, it glowed with a strong vibrant energy. She beamed proudly dawning the Red Panda mask on the top of her head.
Mikey held a blue dragon mask, it pulsed with a strange aura, "Woah! This is cool it looks like the final boss in my computer game!" He exclaimed not fully putting the mask on
Keesha and Carlos were last in the door as they strapped a Swan and Lemur.
Over all the vizards in general were reminiscent of Mardi Gras masks just more animalistic in nature.
The interior had a quaint modern sleekness to it, the lobby had a couple rectangular black leather couches, some fake plants and some art on the walls.
Miss Frizzle walked up to the receptionist, a young woman with blue hair tied back into a ponytail. The receptionist popped her chewing gum from behind a computer. She took her left headphone off her ear to hear, "We have an appointment for 2:00." Miss Frizzle said leaning in to read her name tag, "Ella."
She tapped on the keyboard with her long nails pulling up the directory, "Oh a Platinum Card member, welcome back, I see you have two Emperor and eight minnows scheduled for today with complete access," she hoped out of her desk chair and grooved her way around, "I'll need your card please." She asked, while listening to music.
The eccentric teacher handed over her card to the vibing receptionist and she walked over to a small block shaped machine swiping it. The device then spat out several new cards.
"Here are your all access passes to the various rooms here, '' She stated handing the key cards to the students, "The locker room is on the left."
They looked at each other still in the dark.
"Okay class this place is Tiberius's Aquarium, a sex club were people can explore all aspects of human sexuality and depravity, each of the rooms here have different themes and interests." She announced, before ripping off her dress to reveal her black leather dominatrix outfit.
With a hop skip and a jump the enthusiastic scantily clad redhead stood next to the locker room door beckoning them, "Now class masks stay on and put everything else into a locker." She instructed.
Both boys and girls began to enter.
Keesha stopped just before entering, "Our bodies are nothing to be ashamed of right?"
"Absolutely," Miss Frizzle proclaimed confidently.
And with that vote of reassurance Keesha was the last to enter.
The locker room was clean, sparkling even. The marble floor was pristine, bright red lockers lined the walls. A huge water fountain was the centerpiece of the room. It had four cherub statues made of the finest ivory, all of them 'urinating' in a clockwise fashion. They noticed a young tanned skinned boy sitting on the fountain's edge drinking from one of the cherub's streams.
Ralphie approached the black haired boy, noting that goggles on the top of his head and a black cat mask that hung around his neck was all he was wearing, "Are you supposed to be drinking that?" He questioned innocently.
Jack stopped lapping at the water like a cat and leaned back with a relaxed and suave demeanor, "Must be your first time here? Are all of you new? I don't recognize any of you?" He addressed the class that was in various stages of disrobing.
Ralphie rubbed the back of his head blushing as the class gave a collective murmur of confirmation, "Yeah,"
Jack shamelessly spread his milky legs showing off his erect boyhood, "Well this water is for customers. It's laced with a drug to help make boys hard for hours and girls…" Jack heaved a little as if a hair ball was caught in his throat but he continued, "and help girls stay wet,"
All were naked barring their masks. Phoebe nudged D.A. on the shoulder, "Damn, look at Arnold," she pointed rather crassly.
Dorthy Ann's jaw dropped her mouth agape, she brought her fists up to her eyes rubbing them blinking a few times, "He must be at least 9 inches,"
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Miss Frizzle sauntered down a long corridor with all of her students in tow. On either side were long windows that showcased the different activities in each room, "Ok class everyone has a different kink or fetish even if you don't know it yet and this place will help you find it, as we walked past the various rooms if you see something you like? Explore it this is an adventure of your own sensuality, your own interests and tastes," she exclaimed as the group continued to walk.
Tim was the first to leave the group having wandered into a room with a cornucopia on the door. The smells immediately assaulted his nostrils; they were strong, almost grating to the senses, sweet and savory aromas were the dominant flavors in the air.
On the left side of the rectangular room there were several troughs filled with feed. The labels above them denoted generic cereal flavors. The back wall was lined with baskets of fresh fruits and vegetables, carrots, bananas and eggplants were noticeably low in inventory. While on the right side of the room there were decadent fountains of chocolate syrup, caramel, fondue, and more, even a slowly refilling ceramic jar of honey which captured the young black boy's attention.
Tim walked over to it, taking in the sights as he did so. He saw three other people all naked just as he was already in the room, they were lounging lazily on the soft plastic mats that were strewn on the floor. One of the customers in a honey badger mask was on his back being fed grapes by another adult in a Lion mask while the fit looking man rested with his chocolate covered cock being licked clean by a young brown haired boy in a deer mask.
Tim touched the pot of honey softly as fond memories of his grandfather entered his mind, "Oh bother," he muttered quietly to himself.
Lost in thought Tim jumped as a light tap befell his shoulder he turned and looked up slightly at the boy in a deer mask which were notably missing antlers on closer inspection. His hands were clothed black fingerless gloves with yellow trim on their cuffs.
The boy spoke meekly, "You shouldn't be on this side," he said, rubbing the back of his neck.
Tim tilted his head slightly, "Why? I have an all access card?" He pointed out lifting up the piece of plastic hanging from his lanyard.
"Well ah.. It's your mask they have special meanings in general but here farm animals are kinda on the lowest rung, then there's prey," he pointed to himself, "we eat from the troughs only and then there are predators," he explained, glancing over at the two men in a honey badger and lion mask.
Tim merely responded with, "Oh," clearly nervous, his boyhood twitched absentmindedly.
The brown haired boy extended his hand, "Don't worry they're not as scary as they look, they're just here to have fun like everyone else, I'm Drake by the way," he said with a big smile.
"Nice to meet you Drake, I'm Timothy." He said with dignity, shaking his hand firmly.
Drake cheeky as ever pulled Tim in close giving him a light slap on his rear, "No need to be so formal, come I'll show you to the troughs I'm getting a little peckish only having a snack earlier."
Tim's eye's widened as he realized what then cute boy meant, " Was… it tasty?"
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The class continued down the elegantly furnished corridor, moans and the sounds of skin slapping permeated the air when giggling from behind them came into earshot followed by the pitter patter of feet.
The group looked over their shoulders to see what the commotion was as a couple nude boys came barreling towards them.
Nathan, a messy brown haired boy with peach skin pinched a long white haired boy on his pale butt. Irri jumped at the touch but smirked mischievously as Nathan ran past him, giving chase. He playfully shoved Nathan and began a rowdy tussle but it was short lived as an older teen jogged after them blowing a whistle from around his neck that also held a staff badge that read Corrie, "No running in the halls!" He shouted following them at a brisk pace past the students, "Excuse me," he said, as the three blew past the group, "You little twats are lucky my shift is almost over."
Nathan yelled back, "Good luck catching us police eyes!"
Irri turned to stick out his tongue while pulling down his bottom eyelid to emphasize Nathan playfully mocking quip.
"Well then so class explore yourselves and find out what a good time means to you,"
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D.A. was the next to enter an enticing room, she pushed open the door that bore a symbol of a circular rope with six knots tied into it.
The room had rings scattered all over, on the walls, hanging from the ceiling, they shined brightly from the lights overhead. Various sturdy structures stood scattered around the room; there was a crucifix-like metal frame, an X one of a similar design and several black and silver pillars all used to restrain and restrict people. She looked to the walls and saw they were lined with bundles of ropes of every color, thickness and material she could imagine. A slight chill ran her spine as goosebumps lined her bare supple flesh from the air conditioning, she rubbed her arms briefly as she examined the bed in the middle of the room it had eight sturdy metal poles in each of the four cardinal directions as well as the corners all of which were lined with hoops and rings it was clear to the curious young girl that it was the centerpiece of the room.
A nude boy of about three or four years her elder crushed an energy drink labeled emotional damage alerting her to his presence. He had short brown hair with the sides cut even shorter, reminiscent of a military style. His glasses laid awkwardly on the snout of his gator mask as he tossed the empty can into a nearby rubbish bin. He then transferred the book he was holding in his other hand into his free hand and pushed up his glasses with his newly freed hand. He seemed to be in his own little world. A long blue nylon rope of about a half inch in thickness was draped over his muscular shoulder. Her gaze drifted lower as she admired his toned torso and overall very fit physical physique right down to his very erect endowment. The drug laced water was doing wonders as the blond felt a trickle of her own juices go down her thigh.
"Hi, hello. What are you reading? I like books too," She called out, smiling but soon frowned at the lack of response.
It took her a moment to notice the cute boy had ear buds in and was bobbing his head ever so slightly to a beat. The girl in the owl mask walked up to him curiously and tapped him on the shoulder.
The boy jumped a tad startled and quickly tapped his ear bud a couple times, "Well shit finally a new guest! Did you say something?"
"I was wondering what book you are reading? I'm a bit of a bookworm myself," she explained looking him up and down.
"Sorry about that I was listening to some music, Oh just brushing up on the physics behind carburetors in engines,"
"I love physics but you know according to my research some things are better learned through hands-on experience," she cooed, dragging her index finger from Adam's apple down his chest sensually, "What are you listening to? She asked looking into his eyes longingly.
"Well shit I can put it on a Bluetooth speaker while we get some hands-on experience," he said, stretching out a couple lengths of the rope from his shoulder pulling it taught with a snap.
D.A. rubbed herself and purred, " You seem really smart." She followed him back to the bed.
Ben blushed at the compliment, " Awe shucks, i just like readin," he said with his thick country accent, as he picked up another book that rested on the bed, "Here you might like this one."
Dorthy reached out tilting her head, her face lit up as she flipped through, "This… this is the Kama Sutra? I've only read about it."
Ben started to play BODY/PRISON by Health and Perturbator from his cylinder like device, it started out softly even at moderate volume.
We should've been enemies.
We could've never met.
We should've been enemies.
We'd never met.
"Yuuup it is," he confirmed over the music, drawing out his words.
Dorothy Ann eagerly pointed to a particular position, "Can we try this?" She said then looked at the page again, "And this." She moved her finger, "or this?"
"We can try ALL of them if your up for it, I can go for hours
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Arnold slipped to a room where loud smacks could be heard echoing. The room had several people in it all of which were participating in some form of spanking in one way or the other. He was drawn towards another slightly darker redhead lock in a pillory; the device locked his hands and head in a bent over position.
As he looked to the other customers he quickly got the picture, and ran a finger over his perfect untouched rump and up his back as he came around to the front and tilted the redhead's chin up. Turbo was met with Arnold's lengthy cock, "You want this right?" He asked with such innocent sincerity. The boy locked in the pillory with a red cardinal mask drooled and opened his mouth, "Please!" He begged, sticking out his tongue just for a taste.
Tools and toys were scattered all over the S&M room, the hung nerd bent over briefly picking up a riding crop made from sturdy rubber, "You're going to have to earn it," he murmured sensually.
Arnold walked back around to behind Turbo and gave his milky thighs a couple half hearted slaps. The bound boy squirmed unsatisfied and groaned, "Is that all you got?"
Arnold blushed, at his inexperience and looked again to the other customers. The red head positioned himself next to Turbo's side and reared back his free hand, and brought it down with a hefty smack. The impact jiggled his fine bubble butt leaving a light pink hand shaped mark. The darker red head yipped at the sudden increase in force, "Harder," he purred.
Heeding Turbo's wish Arnold raised his hand back once more and slapped the restrained boy's other pale cheek leaving yet another light pink hand print.
Turbo yawned expecting more, "Come on I can feel your holding back, just let it all out."
The nerd's shoulders visibly slumped as if he was saddened to resign himself to his anger that bubbled under the surface.
He clenched his jaw, "Fine," he rasped out. He tightened his grip on the riding crop as a fire was lit in his eyes behind the tiger mask.
He brought his right hand up to his left shoulder and swung, landing a resonating smack which left a splotchy red patch.
Turbo's cock began to stir to life with that strike, "Oh yeah, more!"
Arnold swung again striking that ass with even more force back and forth.
"Why!"
Smack.
"Can't."
Smack.
"We."
Smack.
"Ever."
Smack.
"Have.
SMACK.
"A normal field trip!" Arnold yelled strike after strike, heavy swat after heavy swat. He lowered his crop as he caught his breath. He admired his hand work and gently caressed the deep red and welted flesh.
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Wanda pushed open a door along with Mikey with a symbol of a camera on it, fog escaped from near her feet. Her eyes went wide as she took in the bright studio lights. She rubbed her eyes, adjusting them to the brightness of the room to take in the whimsically ancient decor of red and gold. She saw a dark skin boy laying on his side on a bed of opulent white pillows reminiscent of clouds as a fog machine wafted smoke around them. Then her attention was briefly on a younger fair skinned mixed boy in a dog or lion mask holding a professional looking camera she couldn't quite tell. She looked him over noting his black hair and dark blue sneakers
As Wanda approached she locked eyes with his icy blue stare. Leo visibly frowned looking her up and down, "You know you should wear your mask on your face not your head," he commented pointing to his own regal monkey mask.
While Max sized up the wheelchair bound boy, introducing himself, "Hi I'm Max."
Wanda blushed, pulling down her Red Panda mask over her face when suddenly a whirlwind of red, yellow, brown and blue mystical energy swirled powerfully on set.
Max exclaimed as began to transform, "The prophecy Leo the prophecy!" As thick brown fur coated his entire body.
While Wanda was lifted into the air and was enveloped in red vibrant energy, her hair turned red as she too was given a thick coat of short red fur Panda ears, a snout and a long fluffy tail.
Leo grew musky tuffs of blonde fur on his armpits, forearms, shins and hips. However he was not concerned with his own transformation but rather the crimson one in front of him, Ho ho ho, this changes things!" He said with a wicked smile, doing a one handed handstand that's his tail curled around a long dildo.
Similarly Mikey's skin morphed into blue scales as his body elongated transforming into a floating azure chinese dragon his new body idly coiling while levitating in the air.
Leo's frown turned upside down as he observed Wanda's true form however he didn't much care about all the fur and ears but the third leg between the Red Panda's legs that similarly matched his own endowment immediately caught his attention.
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Carlos was the last student in the hallway and followed Miss Frizzle into the second to last room on the right.
He observed a tall slender boy with black hair in a raccoon mask being led around on a leash by an ever bigger blonde boy with a wolf mask.
The older teen in the wolf mask barked, "Who's your Daddy baby dick?" As they approach Miss Frizzle and Carlos, "Hello Mistress F. Who do we have here?"
Carlos hid behind his teacher peering around her meaty thigh.
"Oh this is Carlos Master Ethan."
"How old is he?"
"Nine."
Ethan yanked Dash's leash, "See even a nine year old is bigger than you Baby Dick."
Carlos rubbed the welt on his carmel ass as his small boyhood throbbed, "Can you punish me again mommy?" Carlos whimpered.
"You're always disrupting me Carlos," she said with stren annoyance as she unfurled her whip that was holster on her side. She skillfully raised it above her head, whipping the boy's rear, "I guess, I can put you in detention for a little," she cooed, cracking her black leather whip.
(And as the day went on with all the students exploring themselves they would find themselves all in one room participating in a massive orgy.
Fin
I was going to try and write that all out but it became too daunting and stressful. I hope you guys have enjoyed what I did write. Thank you for being my friends. This is my thanks and my appreciation. I know it's not much but I tried.)
Notes:
Hope everybody likes it enough to leave me kudos and show me some love I could really use some of that right now I'm feeling really down...
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