Goo'd Girls Pt. 06

Willow considered it, and while her every instinct told her to stay and fight for her students, she knew when she was beat. With a sad nod, knowing she was abandoning her post, she picked up her clothing and pulled it on, as quickly as she could. No underwear, of course, but she wore what she had.

'Oh,' Sonja said as she turned to the hanging bubble that Vivian was trapped in. 'So I don't lose you.'

Then, Sonja flicked her hand, and the smallest globule of green slipped out, hitting Willow in the leg. In an instant, it slipped up her thigh, out of sight, and Willow yelped as she felt it slide, without issue, insto her sex.

Sonja winked at her. 'Off you pop.'

Willow left, walking a little awkwardly, and shutting the door behind her. She took a shaky breath, and vanished into the school.

'Now,' Sonja said, a stretch of slime locking the door behind the teacher, before rejoining her form. 'What to do with you.'

* * *

'What a fucking day,' Maya said as she dropped her back on the floor and flopped face-first onto her bed.

'Tough one?' Kat asked, looking up from her small writing desk on her side of the room.

Across from their two beds was a third, untouched for a while now. Out of respect for who Sonja had been.

'Uh-huh.' Maya's voice was muffled by the bedsheet, but there was no mistaking her tone. She was exhausted. 'There are rumours of the librarian sleeping with students, by the way,' she said, rolling over onto her back.

Kat nodded, recalling what she'd seen last night. 'How did that get out?'

Maya sat up. 'You know something about this?!'

Kat couldn't help but smile. 'I may have... walked in on it.'

'Oh. My. GOD! Kat, how could you not tell me?!'

She shrugged. 'Not my business, you know?'

'Well, if a student is being taken advantage of by the adult librarian-'

'Married adult librarian,' Kat interjected.

Maya agreed. 'Married adult librarian, yes, then shouldn't we, you know, step in?'

Kat frowned. 'Not really our business, still. That's more an admin thing, and chances are, they'd both deny it anyway. Didn't seem like he was taking advantage, after all - it was more a... mutual thing.'

'Apparently the girl's been bragging about it,' Maya said, coming over and sitting on the edge of Kat's bed, facing her. 'Not that I know who it is.'

'I'll never tell,' Kat said, with a smirk on her face as she brushed some of her dark hair off her temple, and behind her ear.

Maya was about to appeal, when the door burst open, slamming into its own wall, and Amber stood there, a figure of activity and anxiety and just about bursting.

'DAYNA IS FUCKING THE LIBRARIAN,' she announced.

A couple gasped voices were heard in the corridor behind her, and Amber glowered at them before coming in, and shutting the door behind her.

'WHAT?!' Maya shouted, standing to meet her. She turned to Kat. 'You saw Dayna and the librarian doing the nasty and you didn't tell me?!'

'You SAW them?!' Amber asked. She was shorter than either Maya and Kay, but a little more plump around the chest - short but stacked, as Kat had heard it put. Her face was pretty, even when it was this full of excitement and glee, with lively features and dark brown eyes and hair.

'I did-' Kat said, before Maya and Amber began falling over each other to ask questions.

'What were they doing?', 'Was it hot?', 'Where was it?', 'Did he, you know, finish?', 'Do you think there are other students?', 'Do you think she's fucking other teachers?'

'Woah, woah,' Kat said, the onslaught of noise a little much. 'Look, all I saw was them, you know, going at it. And they seemed to be enjoying it. Frankly, it was kind of hardcore - she told him to put a baby in her, and that his wife would never be this good, stuff like that.'

'Holy shit,' Amber said.

'Where was it?' Maya asked.

'Where else?' Kat said. 'The library.'

'This is exactly what I needed after a shit day,' Maya said, filled with a new glee that Kat hadn't seen on her since... well, since that bed was slept in for the last time.

It was nice to see her smiling.

* * *

Vivian was still strapped up by her feet and wrists, but the bubble was now less a bubble, and more skin-suit that had shrunken to be flush to her form. Sonja could feel each wriggle of her lovely body, each giggle of pleasant flesh, each heavy breath taken through the gag in her mouth that held her lips wide open, her tongue lolling out slightly as a string of drool dripped from her.

Sonja, in the body of the teen Talia, stood before Vivian and allowed Talia's worst memories of Vivian to come to the surface.

'You were always so beautiful,' Talia said as Sonja teased Vivian's clit, opening her holes without delving deep, pinching and sucking on her nipples. The bound teen moaned in weak defiance. 'So fuckable. How many guys looked at you when they could have looked at me?'

Vivian didn't say anything. She just looked at Talia with those big, blue eyes, locked in a doe-like expression of plea.

'Let's find out what all the fuss was about, shall we?'

Sonja created, at Talia's mons, a cock that was easily nine inches long, and thick. It was the largest she'd made, and it sported a thick glans and veins, and even slimy balls that hung from beneath, just to sell it. It was a work of art.

Talia stepped forwards, as Vivian was lowered until her cunt, pulled open and readied by Sonja, was level with Talia's cock-head. The tip pressed into Vivian's wet slit as Sonja pulled the slime away from her sex, meaning the only thing Vivian would feel down there would be Talia's thick member splitting her open.

As the head slipped into Vivian's waiting, weeping cunt, however, there was a flicker inside Talia's mind. The knowledge that this was wrong. That she shouldn't be doing this. That Vivian didn't deserve it. It made Talia hesitate, pause with the tip just there - on the precipice.

Well, Sonja was past waiting - she took over, using Talia's hands to grip the slime like it was ropes, holding Vivian in a fuck-seat and strapping her to the ceiling tiles, and pushed forwards.

'OOOAAHHHH!' Vivian yowled, her mouth held open so she could do nothing but spew vowels.

Sonja could feel Talia fighting - she didn't want to do this. She liked the pleasure, but she didn't want to do things like this to others.

Well, tough shit. This was the price. You want to get fucked? Sometimes you need to fuck someone back.

The first inch or so went in easily, before Vivian's body became tighter than Sonja had expected - a slut like this should have been ready and waiting, well-versed in taking cock. Instead, it felt almost the same as it had fucking Talia, so Sonja used some of her soaked-in slime to peer into Vivian's mind; she focused, letting her perspective shift from Talia to Vivian, searching for the answer.

What she found was... dirtier than she could have ever imagined.

'Oh, you dirty slut,' Sonja said through Talia's plump lips. Sonja could feel Talia's resistance inside her own head faltering - she thought this was wrong, but she also thought it was hot as fuck.

Sonja pulled her hips back, letting the few inches of cock in her slip out, readjusted, and put the tip of her slimy cock against Vivian's other upturned hole.

'I've seen it,' Sonja said. 'Inside your head - you never wanted to get pregnant, so you'd do this instead... Fuck, you're such a whore aren't you?'

A little push. Her body gave way immediately, and Sonja saw the look in Vivan's eye switch from fear to shame. Shane only came when you knew you'd been seen, and Sonja knew, right now, she was seeing Vivian for what she really was.

'My little anal whore,' Sonja said as she pushed in, slickened by the slime's natural lubrication, deep into Vivian's arse.

She whimpered, though it just sounded like a sultry moan as her mouth was held wide open, spittle dripping from her as her supposedly-tighter entrance was defiled by a monster. Her eyes betrayed her difficulty getting over the fact that she was looking at Talia, of all people, doing this to her. Sonja could feel it, swirling around her brain - the disbelief, the surprise, the self-hate at the fact she was liking it.

'Owwaahhhh,' she wailed as Sonja fucked her tight hole, each thrust making her swing in her slime-harness a little, her sexy body tied up and held fast by Sonja's tendrils. 'Oah-ahh-ahhh!' she moaned, eyes rolling as Sonja slid a thin, less intrusive tendril into her wet sex, most of her attentions still on stretching out and fucking Vivian's perfect butt like there was no tomorrow.

As Vivian moaned to the feeling of both holes being filled, the sun started to set over the other side of the mountain, letting the room start to fall into shadow.

* * *

Kat and Maya had been forced to excuse themselves, leaving Amber alone to buzz over the gossip of the school.

There was, after all, rumblings afoot in the village. Things were going on.

Kat had a sinking feeling in her stomach that graduation wasn't going to pass as easily as she'd hoped. In fact, with Dayna getting into sexual misdeeds and a general air of depravity taking over the Instructionary, she had a little knot in her stomach that things were either going really well, or they were about to go really bad.

When the mountain had pulled them both into its core, and her and Maya had been shown the monster in the treeline threatening to bring about carnage on the village, it was almost a relief. Reassurance that, while it was bad, it was the sort of bad she knew how to deal with.

Maya didn't say as much, but she could tell she agreed.

The two remaining Witches flew out into the dark of the night, the moon filling Kat with power, the stars doing the same for Maya. Beneath, rumbling through the forest that surrounded their home, they saw a towering beast of fur and muscle.

'Wolf-Man,' Maya called over the howl of the wind, and Kat nodded. The beast hadn't seen them, even as Kat gathered moonlight in her palms and threw it at the creature, while Maya stored starlight in her mouth and breathed it down, setting the monster's fur alight.

It roared, towering ten feet tall and flailing through the foliage at them with razor-sharp claws as its ash-grey fur burned.

Their fight lasted almost an hour.

In a room that looked over the forest, high up on the mountain, built into the stone, another monster was almost done fucking two teenagers into a stupor.

* * *

'Please,' Vivian begged, bent over her teacher's desk and no longer gagged. Both of her holes were filled and stretched in ways she'd never known before, as her slime-possessed friend stood behind her, eyes alight with power and lust. 'Please...'

She didn't even know what she was begging for anymore. For another orgasm? For release? For a short break? For possession?

All she knew was that no matter what would make her happy, it was going to come from the monster that had dedicated its night to ruining her.

'Please?' Talia's voice said over the squelches and smacks of wet sex. It wasn't Talia, not really, but Vivian knew that. She also knew it didn't matter all that much right now. 'Oh, I'll give you please...'

More pushed into Vivian's tight backdoor, making her scream and moan as she was butt-fucked into oblivion. She felt it, deeper and deeper, gurgling through her whole body, until...

'Oh, fuck,' Talia moaned as Vivian felt that thick slimy cock emerge up her throat, sliding up her tongue and pushing out between her lips. The head, still cock-like and veined with a thick, translucent head, sprouted from her mouth, announcing in no uncertain terms that she was fucked.

Then, knowing she was now nothing more than a toy for the pleasure of a beast that wore her classmate's body, she came.

Hard.

* * *

Amber was heading back to her own halls - she was technically not allowed to move in with Maya officially, and while Maya was out doing her thing, it made more sense to just head back to her own room.

It was only a few corridors down, but Amber tended to... wander.

After all, she wasn't going to come to harm. She believed in the Witches, and the fact that they had stamped out the risk of monsters and creatures, even the one that had plagued these halls only earlier in the year.

They'd beaten it, hadn't they?

Everyone else was so scared by the monsters, so worried that everything was going to be pulled out from under them that they lived in fear - fear of not just the monsters and the forest, though. Fear of the night, fear of the teachers, fear of growing up and living in the village below instead of up here on the mountain.

Amber thought that was rubbish. They were as safe as anyone ever had been.

Safer, maybe, thanks to-

'Uagh- oh - oh GOD - oh, please - please! Please?'

Amber stopped dead in the hallway, next to a stairwell. There was no one around, no dorms within earshot - it was all storage cupboards here. But, down those stairs, she knew there were classrooms.

She also knew that Dayna was making a habit of railing the staff.

Well, Amber figured, Kat can't be the only one to see a bit of this action, right?

So, Amber slinked down the stairwell as stealthily as her little legs would let her, a grin on her face as she went. She wasn't overweight, of course - in fact, she was pretty fit overall. But, when you were a hair over five foot tall and were 'busty', as her parents had worded it, muscle looked an awful lot like fat. Not that she was muscular, either, just toned. She enjoyed running, which she hoped meant that if she was caught peeking, she'd be able to bolt away quick enough.

She came down into the hallway, and heard the moaning, the screaming.

'Fuck,' she whispered to herself as she felt her heart beating faster. She'd never known listening to someone else getting railed would be so... sexy.

Then again, when she made Maya cum, the thing that was so attractive about it was seeing her in the arms of pleasure. This was just an extension of that, right?

'FUCK!' came a voice, muffled by walls and some distance, but it was enough to give Amber a direction to head in.

She followed he sounds of moans, slapping, fucking, until she was outside a room with the blind drawn. Inside, the not-so-subtle sounds of rampant, animalistic fucking. The only problem being that it didn't sound at all like the librarian.

Maya knew the sound of two girls fucking when she heard it.

* * *

Vivian fell forward as the slime dropped out of her mouth, and slipped from her holes, splitting somewhere inside her to fall from both ends. She hang over a desk, exhausted in the sort of way sex got you when it was relentless for hours. In the sort of way Vivian had never felt before.

She couldn't admit it at the moment, but she would, with time, recognise that this was some of the best fucking she'd ever experienced.

Sonja, wearing Talia's lewd form, pulled the tendrils of slime back into her, letting them vanish. She was naked, but Sonja had a solution for that. After all, she was able to make her slime look like flesh and clothing before, right? Why wouldn't she be able to do that again?

She focused, facing the window to see her own reflection. She shifted her form, creating the jumper Talia has been wearing earlier, and the trousers. From her slime, she created clothing that hugged Talia's body, fitting itself to her chest and neck and stomach. In a strange sort of way, it was more intimate than being here, between her cells. Like a constant, unending hug.

Sonja shaped underwear, too - very specifically in a way to be tight against Talia's sex, before layering trousers on top. From the outside, it looked exactly like the clothing she'd been wearing before all of this.

Vivian, sprawled over the table, fucked out of her mind, was naked, too.

Sonja smiled, extended a hand, and took some of the power she'd gained from the hours of pleasure she'd drained from these girls, and shaped it over her. Onto Vivian's perfect form, she shaped a bra that looked normal from the outside, and yet inside would feel like a pair of hands fondling her tits. She created a shirt that would hug her curves and never button over her cleavage. She shaped from slime underwear that pressed against her well-fucked anus and her sweet little pussy, and reached just a little inside. The underwear plugged her holes, just an inch or two each - impossible to ignore, but not disruptive enough to be painful. Perfect.

She made a skirt that mimicked the school uniform, but was just a little too short, and long socks that hugged her legs, calves, feet. Shoes grew from them, but to Vivian it would be impossible to ignore how each toe was being hugged, kissed, attended to. Her whole body was being kissed, licked, softly bitten and tasted at all times.

Sonja was proud of her work.

But, she had other things to get on with. The night was still young, and she had plans for where it could go. Besides, from her window-view, she could see the flashes of light in the forest below, around the mountain enough to be slightly out of sight, signalling that the Witches were busy.

Sonja felt a pang of longing for her friends. For Maya and Kat.

But no matter.

They would be with her soon.

As a well-dressed Talia, Sonja held the door's handle, going to unlock it, as something hit her.

A feeling, from somewhere... else.

She closed her eyes and focused on it, unable to shift her entire consciousness that far away, but perfectly able to focus on the messages a small part of her was sending.

That small part, of course, being the bit of her still inside dearest teacher, Willow.

* * *

Willow couldn't help it; the trauma and the shock of the day should have still been fresh in her mind, rocking her world and making her ick. And yet, when she arrived home to her loving husband, all she could think about was how good it would feel to have him inside her.

She was a little all over the place, looking like she'd not only been through one or two hedges, but like she'd been hate-fucked halfway between them. Still, as she snuck into the house, she heard him in the kitchen.

'It's a bit late,' he shouted, with something close to annoyance in his voice.

Willow didn't answer, instead just running upstairs into the bedroom. She made short work of stripping, running a brush through her hair to try and smooth it out a little, and washing her face quickly. Once she was a little more freshened up, she pulled on a comfortable evening dress, with nothing underneath, of course, and made her way down.

Her husband, the loving Matthew Felder, Librarian of the Melmana Instructionary, was pulling something from the oven, his back to her. 'Where've you been?' he asked.

'Work's busy,' she said simply.

'And last night?' he asked, still facing away from her. He sighed. 'I was late last night - I'd been hoping to make it up to you. But, when I got back, you... weren't here.' He gave a joyless laugh. 'You literally haven't been home until right now, have you?'

He turned, and she saw the hurt in his eyes. Then, as he realised how she was dressed, something else flashing in his gaze.

Still got it, Willow thought to herself as she approached him, in his sexy little apron, and took his hands.