Welcome to Mother's World

by Melanie Richardson

Part V - A Woman at Last

 

I really missed all my friends at the school but being back with Mummy and my Aunts almost made up for it.

It was nice to sleep in my own double bed again and have some peace and privacy. I hadn't realised I'd missed that until I was back home. At the school there was nowhere to be alone.

Even when I was in the bathroom, people would come in, as there were no locks on the doors. Many times I would walk in for a shower or a wash and find a friend sitting on the toilet or already in the shower. A few times I was in the shower when a girl would just walk in to do her toilet. We had built up such a friendship that had the bathrooms had more than one WC we would all have been happy to sit in a row.

Now at home I could find time to relax and enjoy the English spring. Mummy was so proud of how I'd developed and spent almost all the first weekend home showing me off to my Aunts. She asked if I would mind spending that Sunday in the nude so that they could all appreciate how I'd changed.

It seemed a strange request until I remembered that it really wasn't long ago that I had been a normal grown-up man. They knew me as such and I daresay that now they all felt a glowing pride for their part in bringing me toward full maturity as a woman. I now not only looked like a young woman rather than a young girl but they enjoyed seeing the new graceful, almost elegant Stephanie.

I must have presented a stark contrast from the clumsy, flat-footed Stephen that I had been. I happily agreed to spend the warm afternoon in the nude feeling sure that they would not keep all their clothes on for the whole day, and I was right.

By mid afternoon Auntie Jane and Auntie Olive were totally naked with me. Mummy and Auntie Emma were in just their basques with stockings and although Auntie Marjorie kept her dress on it was quite obvious that she had nothing on underneath.

By eight o'clock in the evening all six of us were completely naked. It proved a wonderful chance to remind myself of just how lovely they all were and yet how individual.

They were all heavy ladies and beautifully rotund. There was Mummy, with her huge dark nipples and monstrous dark brown aureole; Auntie Emma and her enormous bottom wobbling beautifully every time she moved; Auntie Olive who has the largest tits I have ever seen tipped with the most massive nipples; Auntie Marjorie, quite possibly the hairiest lady I've ever seen and dear, dear Auntie Jane with her very bald cunt with its huge hanging lips.

As the evening moved toward time for bed it was Auntie Marjorie who said simply, "Time for bed. Who's going to spend it with me?"

Without a thought in my head as to why, I said, "Can I?" as quickly as if I'd been primed that she was about to ask.

"Of course darling," she said taking my hand and leading me up to my bedroom.

We jumped into bed and started hugging and gently kissing each other. The kisses then became more passionate until we were hungrily exploring each other's mouths. I started to kiss Auntie down her throat and around her neck. She became very aroused at that and began pulling at my sensitive nipples in response.

I moved further down kissing her lovely belly on my way down to her honeypot. I'd only just got to her navel when I met the beginning of her mass of pubic hair. I loved sucking her hair it into my mouth and enjoying the warm musky fragrance that she gave off.

I was glad that we'd left the bedside lamp on so that I got a lovely view of her wonderfully lush cunt. Thick dark lips framed by the thickest forest of dark brown hair spreading from navel to arsehole and all over her upper thighs. It was a magnificent sight. It wasn't only the sheer thickness of her bush that was impressive but the length of the hair. It hung down well below her cunt.

I gave her a fierce tonguing, which had her grunting like an old pig. She then climbed onto her hands and knees and putting her hands behind her as she bent over she pulled her massive cheeks apart. I could just make out her arsehole in amongst the mass of hair. I reached out my hand to stroke it and to poke the hole. Auntie pushed back and pulled herself even wider open. My finger slipped in all the way up to my knuckle. It felt warm, sticky and very, very tight. Auntie groaned as I wiggled my finger. She groaned again so I pulled my finger out and thrust it back in again. She grunted this time very loudly.

I looked under her and could see her rubbing her swollen clit. With my spare hand I reached into my bedside cabinet drawer and pulled out one of my vibrators. Before going off to school I'd used it to rub my own clit but since I'd experienced the thrill of being completely filled by Mrs. Pratt, I'd taken to shoving it right in to the hilt.

Now it was Auntie Marjorie's turn. I flicked the switch to slow and began teasing her lips and the entrance to her now soaking hole. Just as she had done with my finger which was still in her tight arse she forced herself back to try to get more of it in her. I wasn't going to let that happen and was now in full command of the pace.

Slowly I entered more of it into her and at the same time increased the speed of the vibrations. Finally it was all in her and the vibrator and my finger were moving in and out of her twin holes at a furious pace. She was bucking and grunting with her heavy tits bouncing about under her.

Finally she gave an enormous groan and shuddered frantically before collapsing on the bed. My finger plopped out but the vibrator was well and truly wedged in her and she lay on her side with the vibrator firmly held in place by her thighs. I thought she'd sleep then but she was to have none of that.

After lying there for just a minute or so she jumped up climbed back onto the bed and squatted right over my face. Her hair was all over her inner thighs and as she held up her belly I could see the hair above her cunt all the way up to her tummy button. Just as I resumed my licking she climbed off the bed and taking her bag she disappeared into the bathroom attached to my room.

She emerged two minutes later wearing a huge strap on dildo. It was black and almost as large as Mrs Pratt's had been. I licked my lips and turned onto my hands and knees presenting my rear to her. I was hers. She could do anything with me. She strode over with the huge cock swaying back and forth in the most realistic fashion. For the next twenty minutes Auntie Marjorie proceeded to fuck my brains out.

By the time I'd come for the twentieth, thirtieth or fortieth time I was almost unconscious. She fucked my cunt, then my arsehole then my cunt again until I was so out of it that I couldn't tell what was being fucked. The next thing I remember was waking up in her arms in the morning with a smiling Auntie Jane giving us a cup of tea in bed.

The next night I went to stay with Auntie Olive and Auntie Emma at their house. I think I have already explained that none of these ladies could be described as young. They were all, what most people would describe as overweight and yet their sexual stamina was quite overwhelming.

I spent the night in between my two Aunts and they gave me the time of my life. I think I have always liked big bottoms and big breasts and in these two women I had the best of both. What was particularly unique was that as they each had one of those attributes I was able to make the best of them at the same time.

At one point I had Auntie Jane on her hand and knees so I could bury my face in her bottom, while Auntie Olive lay underneath her so I could play with her monster nipples. They really were enormous and I remembered the time when she would change my nappy and then breast-feed me with her milk. Her nipples must have been 11/2 inches long and were at least as thick as my thumb.

At the same time I was licking one arse and playing with two swollen nipples, Auntie Emma was licking Auntie Olive to a very audible climax. As she climaxed, Auntie Emma pulled her cheeks wider apart and I tongued her to her own orgasm.

They then spent the next hour pleasuring me and I don't think there was anything that they could do to me that they didn't. By the time I arrived home the following lunchtime, I was completely shattered and went up for a sleep.

That night Auntie Jane wanted her turn and the following night Mummy and I caught up on some Mother/daughter time which again left me totally spent. I'd gone from being a man who'd never had a sexual experience to a young woman who'd been brought to climax in every possible way. Or so I thought.

I'd been home a few weeks when Mummy asked me what I wanted to do with the rest of my life as a woman. It may sound silly but up to then I'd spent all my time trying to become a woman and the thought about what I'd do when I got there simply hadn't entered my head.

The question left me quite bemused and I began to think seriously about what I would do. I also started to think about what I wanted to be like. I'd been so captivated by how Mummy and all her friends looked that deciding how I wanted to look became quite a conundrum. There was a time when I'd decided I wanted to be a hairy lady just like Auntie Marjorie, until I saw a very bald Auntie Jane, then I wanted to be just like her.

So I spent the rest of the afternoon in my bedroom writing down how I felt and what were the various attributes I'd ideally like. By early evening I'd come to some decisions and was ready to talk to Mummy about them.

"Firstly," I began as we sat with an after dinner glass of wine, "I have to tell you that I still haven't decided exactly what I want to do as a profession but I have some ideas that I'll tell you later. I'd better start though with the things I have decided."

Mummy sat forward on the sofa and looked really quite intent.

"I've decided that as I love you all so much that I'd like to somehow embody attributes from you all. To start with, as your daughter it is almost inconceivable that I could grow much older and retain breasts this small. I know they are about three times larger than just a short while ago but as your daughter I must resemble you as much as possible. Oh don't get me wrong. When I say "I must" I mean I really desperately want to.

"So, I would like to replace my current implants with much larger ones. I have decided that I'd like them larger than yours so that they are like Auntie Olive's but that I'd like to ask Dr. Lewin if she can also help me with my nipples as well this time. I would like them to be a combination of Auntie Olive's and yours Mummy. I'd like them the same size as Auntie Olives but as dark as yours and I'm not sure she can do anything about enlarging my aureole but I'd like them at least as large as yours if it's at all possible.

"I also want the saline implants again so my tits sag naturally like yours. I don't want them standing out like a couple of gravity defying airships that I know silicone implants would do. Next, I'd like to talk to the doctor about increasing the size of my bottom. I know the hormones have brought it up to a reasonable size but I would really like to be as large as Auntie Emma. I am hoping the doctor can help me achieve that.

"Finally, I was wondering if Dr Lewin could do something with my fanny lips. Although my hair is growing back nicely, my fanny lips still make my cunt look like a little girls. Auntie Jane has such lovely droopy lips and I would like to look more like her."

When I'd finished outlining my thoughts, Mummy asked me to sit with her on the sofa and when I did she cuddled me so closely and warmly I knew she was pleased with my thinking. She did explain to me that having very dark nipples did limit what you were able to wear, as sometimes they would show through. I told her that I was her daughter and I would love to be just like her in that respect.

And so it was that just a week later I found myself in the same theatre as my original operation being prepared for my adjustments. Dr Lewin had had a good look at those I was trying to model myself on and was fairly sure that she could do something on most fronts.

The recovery period was really quite painful this time because I'd opted to have all the adjustments done at the same time rather than string them out over the next few months. It seemed like every part of me hurt. The doctor gave me GG implants that brought my size above Mummy's and close to Auntie Olive's.

She was able to provide my nipples and aureole with multiple injections that both increased their size and darken their pigment. Whilst they weren't as large as Auntie Olive's they were definitely much larger than most other women's and ended up even darker than Mummy's.

Doctor Lewin had also given me collagen injections in my fanny lips that had swelled them to a very respectable size. Whilst they were still smaller (by quite a way) than Auntie Jane's they were a good deal more respectable and womanly than they had been.

The really clever bit was with my bottom. I so wanted to be like Mummy and my Aunts that we came up with a plan that would see them having a real and lasting effect on me. Dr Lewin used liposuction to extract fat from the thighs and bottoms of Mummy and all my Aunts and pumped it very carefully and slowly into my thighs and bottom.

The net effect was that I was now considerably larger in those areas. My bottom felt enormous and I remember the first time out of bed to visit the toilet was quite an experience. I was now carrying an extra 16 pounds in weight and most of it on my chest and bottom.

I couldn't walk without accentuating the wiggle that I'd been taught to do at Brampton Manor school. Sitting on the toilet was unquestionably a remarkable experience as I felt about 3 feet higher. Like sitting on a huge cushion. I came out of the clinic about three weeks after I'd gone in and then spent a further week in bed at home only gradually getting up and doing more.

During the time in the clinic I had lots of visitors of course including two separate visits from Miss Holmes and Mrs Pratt. It was so good to see them, especially Mrs Pratt who almost ended up in bed with me, although that was really my fault.

She was sitting on the chair next to my bed, squeezing my hand in her lap. I could feel her cock getting really very hard and started to squeeze it. I slid my hand under the hem of her skirt and up her inner thighs and up to her knickers. She parted her thighs and I slipped my hand up the leg of her skimpy knickers. Her cock was rock hard.

She stood up to give me better access and I pulled her knickers right down and got her to step out of them. Lifting her skirt I saw her magnificent jet black cock again. I'd forgotten just how beautiful it looked, with lovely globules of pre-cum already leaking out of the little lips at the end. I reached out my other hand and cupped her lovely balls. I lifted her cock towards my open mouth. It tasted just as wonderful as I'd remembered it.

It began to stiffen even more if that was possible and the size of it in my mouth felt fabulous. It seemed to grow in length and in girth. It really stretched my mouth, which was opened as wide as I could get it. I started to move my mouth backwards and forwards and she began to move her hips to fuck my very willing mouth.

She reached into her blouse and pulled her tits out of her bra, hoisting one up so she could lick her own nipple. I slid a hand between her legs to feel her arse cheeks. She let her tits fall and placed her hands on her arse cheeks and began to pull them apart. I took the invitation and pushed my finger into her arsehole. As I pumped my mouth back and forth I started to match the rhythm with my finger.

Miss Pratt began to moan quite loudly and I started to worry that someone outside might hear. As if aware of this she reached down to her handbag and from it she pulled out her huge black dildo. She stuffed it into her mouth and began to fuck her mouth with the huge black length of rubber. When I'd been sucking for a good five minutes she gave an enormous grunt, lunged forward, held the back of my head with one hand and shot her load into my mouth.

I remembered the first time she'd cum in my mouth and on that occasion I tried to swallow the whole load but there was too much and it arrived too fast. Then it had spilled out of my mouth and dropped down onto my tits. This time though I took the whole wad and swallowed every last drop.

Unfortunately, due to my condition, Mrs Pratt was unable to repay the climax so I told her that I'd be in to see her just as soon as I'd recovered enough to really enjoy feeling that enormous rod up me.

I gradually healed and about six weeks after entering the clinic I was in good shape, literally. Looking in the mirror was a real treat. I now had huge pendulous tits topped with large black nipples, surrounded by really dark brown aureole about three inches across.

They hung down now almost to my waist bringing my nipples and tummy button nearly in line. My cunt was a mass of thick brown curly hair and in tribute to Auntie Marjorie I had nice little bushes under each arm. My arse was simply huge, with two enormous squashy cheeks. Consequently, I had to have new bras, knickers and dresses. I took to wearing white leggings and white thin blouses around the house with no underwear on underneath. You could easily see my hairy cunt and my enormous boobs swaying underneath. My huge arse would wobble from side to side as I walked and felt just wonderful if ever I broke into a little trot to get somewhere more quickly.

I figured I was about ready to visit my old school and more precisely Mrs Pratt. The old place hadn't changed at all and a smiling Miss Holmes who had been warned by Mummy that I was on my way to see them greeted me.

Mrs Buck joked that it was about time for me to have an inspection.

She looked visibly shaken when I said," Alright, let's go and get it done now."

She said that she would love to see just what the doctor had done so I accompanied her to her room. This time I wasn't the least bit shy about stripping off but thought I would have a little joke with her.

"Mrs Buck," I said, "I'm still a bit shy about taking my clothes off when you're fully clothed. Would you take yours off as well?"

Amazingly, she agreed. She was undressed well before me and I then had a very naked Mrs. Buck helping to strip me. She looked absolutely lovely. I'd never noticed before but she has the most amazingly smooth skin. So soft and gentle.

Once I was naked she asked if she could examine me and I said yes if I could do her. She really put me through an in depth examination and was astonished with the quality of my surgery. I then asked if I could examine her and had her on her back on the couch with her feet in the stirrups and three fingers in her sopping cunt in no time. As I probed her inner depths I flicked her clit with my tongue and she nearly went through the ceiling. She climaxed very quickly with her arse bouncing up and down on the black leather couch. I finally left her still lying on her couch but unlike my little trick on Miss Pearce, I made sure the 'engaged' light was on outside her door so that she could recover slowly and without being disturbed. I learned later that that was the first orgasm Mrs Buck had had with someone else for two years. No wonder she came so quickly.

Mrs Pratt took me out to dinner and spent a lot of time and trouble seemingly wooing me. When we got back to her room, we kissed really passionately and a combination of the kiss, the wine and the kind and gentle way she'd treated me made my legs buckle. We sat on the sofa and she kissed me and very gradually accelerated our passion.

It was fully twenty minutes before she had so much as put her had on my thigh and frankly I was gagging for it by the time her hand got to my knickers. Eventually we found ourselves in bed. She admired my new physique and wanted to play with my arse.

I was happy as long as I was playing with that beautiful cock. It was so very thick, black and as hard as a rod of iron with a very black bulbous knob and no foreskin. Finally she got me on my back and positioned herself between my now gaping and enlarged lips and lined her cock up with my hole. Mrs Pratt eased forward and the head of her cock slid smoothly into me. She pressed her cock all the way until I could feel her balls touch my arse cheeks. She then slowly eased back almost all the way out and then pushed forward again filling me up completely. She kept doing this and gradually sped up continuously shifting her position slightly, meaning that I could feel her thick black curls tickling my now engorged clit.

As her pubes stroked my swollen love button my eyes and mouth both opened wide and I nearly screamed out loud. In a repeat of what happened in the clinic, Mrs Pratt reached over to her bedside cabinet for her black dildo and forced it into my mouth. I started to suck it hard.

We settled into a rhythm with me well and truly fucked whilst sucking on the dildo. Mrs Pratt's pubes together with her lovely pole plunging in and out of my tight fanny meant that my climax wasn't far off. I think it was the explosion of cum in my cunt that took me over the edge.

Mrs Pratt erupted inside me with such force that her spunk was squirting past her cock and out of my cunt and dripping down my arse crack. We collapsed into a sweaty heap of joyous contentment and spent the rest of the night cuddled up apart from the repeat performances every two hours or so.

She had me in every position and in both holes, all night long. In the morning I turned on my side to face her and gave her a nice kiss on her lips. Her lips parted and her tongue began to explore my mouth. I eased her now solid rod between my thighs and shifted forward so that she could slide along my still soaking slit.

She moved a bit lower in the bed and as I felt her cock slip into my hole just as her other hand deftly slipped her dildo up my arsehole. With my cunt and arsehole filled at the same time the picture of poor Miss Pearce lying naked on her desk with two vibrators wedged in her holes came to my mind. The only difference was that I now had just one vibrator and one very real and live chocolate log in me.

I was now completely filled up and was rewarded with yet another helping of baby cream. During the night I must have climaxed at least seven times during a campaign of sustained fucking.

Mrs Pratt had to leave early for class and when a couple of hours later I was up and dressed I decided to go and see Miss Pearce in the gym. She greeted me with a warm loving kiss and we were soon sitting in her office sipping tea and talking over 'old times.'

Of course the inevitable episode came up and I was pleased to hear that she apparently held no grudge and far from getting her into trouble with Miss Holmes had been the catalyst for their new relationship. I was loath to ask her too much about it but she was keen to talk and tell me everything about it. It seemed that they now shared the same rooms and were deeply in love.

She was as happy as anything because she was, "having the life fucked out of me every night."

She said she did miss getting into girl's knickers and having some fun with a fanny and with that she got up walked over crouched down and slid her hands up under my skirt. She stood me up and took off my skirt and my knickers. I was now naked from the waist down.

She took off my top and bra leaving me totally in the nude. She laid me down on a small bed she had in the room for girls who felt unwell. She made me put my hands up over my head and began playing with my huge nipples. She seemed captivated by their size and colour.

Slipping off her shorts she squatted over my face so that I could lick her out. We ended up with Miss Pearce lying across my lap sucking my nipples like a little baby with me fingering her soaking hairless vagina. Her tits were really very small and she looked just like a real baby. It reminded me of how I used to lie on Auntie Olive's lap.

I must have looked not dissimilar to Miss Pearce but oh how a few months had changed me. I now looked remarkably like Auntie Olive. I finished Miss Pearce off by licking and sucking her love button while in a 69 position she buried her face in my bushy cunt. I was so worn out with all the activity that I had to have a little sleep before I attempted to drive home, so she left me until mid-afternoon.

I eventually got home to Mummy in the early evening and slept for the whole of the next day.

The trip to the school settled in my mind what I wanted to do. I wanted to return to the school as a teacher. Auntie Marjorie was wonderful and contacted her old friend Miss Holmes to surreptitiously explore the possibility. It seemed that their Maths teacher was leaving in the summer and Miss Holmes did have to find a replacement. As I had a degree in Maths I was ideally placed and just needed help with how to teach it. Mrs Pratt agreed to help on this front and was appointed my mentor with strict instructions to spend each evening with me teaching me all she knew. I couldn't wait.

That meant that I only had the summer to spend with Mummy and my Aunts. We spent as much time as we could in each other's company. Mummy invited Mrs Pratt over to stay with us for a few days so she could get to know her better. Mrs Pratt had trouble coming to terms with how open our relationship was but a trip out on her first day helped her overcome any inhibitions. We took her out on a little trip around the area arriving at a farm park in the late afternoon for some tea and scones.

After having our refreshments we took a stroll round the farm to see the animals. The lambs were still quite sweet and it was a lovely sunny day. Our stroll took us to the horses' stables where they kept large farm horses. As one of the stallions was standing there with Mummy patting his nose his huge black cock started dropping down until it swung at full length.

Without thinking I said, "now where have I seen one like that before?"

Even though Mrs Pratt is really very black you could see her embarrassment.

Mummy smiled and said, "Stephanie, I doubt that even Mrs Pratt had one as large as that monster."

"Well, Mummy, it might not be quite as long or as thick but she's not far behind."

"Well, if that's true that's one I would like to see," said Mummy.

"Well I'm sure Mrs Pratt will show you at home Mummy," I said.

"Not a lot of good there Stephanie, we can't measure it against this fine beast here, can we?" she replied.

We both looked at Mrs Pratt who smiled in resignation and as it was very quiet indeed, she unhooked her skirt and removed her knickers. Mummy audibly gasped at its size even though it was still limp. It thickened and hardened as we watched and within a minute was fully erect.

Mummy stood affixed with her mouth open. As we were all watching the scene, a mare bent its head over the stable door and licked the head of Mrs Pratt's cock. The hot breath made it twitch and it stiffened even more.

"I think she's keen on you," said Mummy. The horse continued licking the cock and was getting quite frisky from the experience. "I don't suppose they get much here," said Mummy. "Why not make her day?"

"How?" said Mrs Pratt.

"Slide it into her hole of course," said Mummy.

"What here?" said Mrs Pratt.

"Well, why not?" said Mummy, "it's very quiet and we can make sure no-one comes. If anyone does come I'll go and engage them in conversation while you get dressed, but I'm sure we won't be disturbed anyway."

Mrs Pratt, who was obviously really turned on by the whole idea, unlocked the stable door and went in. The horse moved round and she positioned herself directly behind the mare. She was too low down so I handed her a stool that was just outside. She climbed up and held the mare's tail out of the way. From where I was I could clearly see the thick black rubbery lips of the mare's vulva.

Mrs Pratt lined up her thick tool and eased it forward. The horse snorted at that but stood rock solid still. Mrs Pratt slowly pushed her cock all the way home.

"How does it feel?" I asked.

"She's so hot," Mrs Pratt said.

Mrs Pratt got a nice rhythm going and fucked the horse for about five minutes. I had a wonderful view of it as this thick black rod stroked in and out of a wet, black and swollen vagina. Suddenly Mrs Pratt shuddered and shot her load deep into the mare's womb. Mrs Pratt, weak with the sensation, almost toppled off the stool but regained her senses long enough to climb down and slip her knickers and her skirt back on. Looking still quite flustered she left the stable.

I had been totally transfixed by the whole episode and had missed the fact that far from being ready to engage an interloper in conversation Mummy had removed her skirt and knickers and was frantically wanking herself.

"Your turn," Mrs Pratt said looking at Mother.

"What, with the stallion you mean?" said Mummy.

"Why not?" said Mrs Pratt, "it's only fair."

"But the size of that would kill me," said Mummy.

"Well at least you can take some of it then, I'll keep watch."

Mummy went into the stable with the stallion. It immediately started to sniff around her smelly fanny and then to lick her. His cock started to stiffen and Mummy took it in her hand and started to wank it and rub it round her cunt. She managed to position herself half under him so she could get the knob of his cock just inside her lips.

Unusually, but probably because of all the wanking she'd done, Mummy orgasmed very quickly by which time I'd joined her with my knickers and skirt off. I was bending over as she took his cock and rubbed it all round my bottom and both my holes.

Mrs Pratt handed over the large stool that she'd used and we placed it under the horse's belly. I then laid on it on my back with my legs apart and Mummy guided the hot steaming cock towards my sopping wet vagina. The horse jerked forward and his knob entered me. I was frightened that I might be damaged but the horse eased off before pushing forward a bit more. I have never felt so stretched.

Whilst he would never be able to get the length of it in me, he certainly forced the girth in. Mummy was feverishly rubbing my clit at the same time until the cock exploded in me hosing spunk everywhere. My tummy and legs were covered, as were my pubes and fanny lips. Inside I was completely filled with spunk.

It all came off the horse's cock in a sort of sock and the extremely thick and very sticky load was all over my lower half. We found an old towel lying nearby so Mummy wiped me as clean as she could and we all contributed paper hankies from our handbags. I slipped my knickers back on but the spunk kept oozing out of me for the next two hours. Periodically I had to wipe the inside of my thighs, as another dollop of spunk would slide out the side of my knickers and down my leg.

The autumn term started in September and I found myself there as a teacher now and not a schoolgirl. I moved in with Mrs Pratt so that she could 'teach me all she knew' and I like to think that I taught her a few things too. I also helped Miss Pearce with some of her sports teams and became coach to the older girls' netball team.

We won all our games against other schools, all who thought that we were a normal girl's school. Because we became schools champions I thought that the team might have something planned for me, as it was a tradition to throw the winning coach fully clothed in the showers or the pool. But what they planned was quite different.

When I got to the changing room they were already in the nude having stripped off to shower and all said, "Come on Miss, you've got to shower with us as well."

If this was how lightly I was going to be let off, I jumped at the chance. They all watched as I slipped off my clothes and when I was naked they jumped me. I was much heavier than they were individually but collectively I didn't stand a chance. I was also nowhere near as agile. They very gently tied my wrists together over my head. They used tights so that they didn't damage my skin and then carried me over to the centre of the changing room.

There they hooked the tights onto a large hook that had been attached to a small pulley wheel up on one of the ceiling beams. They also produced a penis shaped gag that they pushed in my mouth and fixed tightly round my head with Velcro. They then began to pull on the rope that went up to the pulley. This pulled me upright with my feet on tiptoe and my hands suspended above my head nearly touching the beam.

One of the girls then appeared with two vibrators and a pair of girls running shorts. They slid the shorts up over my feet and ankles. One of the girls then took one of the vibrators and pushed it against my hot vagina. As I'd been well fucked all the night before it slid in quite easily. Whilst that was happening another girl took the second vibrator and applied a thick coating of Vaseline to the tip of it and inserted it in my anus. They then pulled up the shorts (which were obviously too small for a huge arse like mine) effectively locking the vibrators in place.

Two girls then reached into the shorts at the front and back and switched the vibrators on - full speed. With that they all kissed me on the cheek and went for their shower. They returned, all got dressed and left the changing room. I'd hung there for over an hour when the door opened and Miss Pearce came in with a big grin on her face.

She kissed me on the cheek and said, "Stephanie, my darling, how does it feel? Please believe me when I say I'm not mad at you when I think of what you did to me a while ago. If it wasn't for you, Pamela and I might not be together but I rather feel that there might be a part of you that would like to be forced and so when the girls asked what they could do to 'thank' you for helping them win, I was only too willing to steer them in this direction. My, my, you are a wet little girl aren't you? Well have fun and I'll see you later."

With that she left the room giggling mischievously. I was left hanging with two vibrators wedged in me with wave after wave of orgasm hitting me. I don't know how I endured it because she left me there for another two hours. By the time she returned the shorts were completely soaked. I'd even wet myself while I was hanging there and had one of the vibrators not been stuck up my arse hole I'd have messed myself as well.

When she finally let me down and pulled out the back vibrator I did indeed mess myself, there on the floor of the changing room. She got some toilet paper and baby lotion and started to clean me up. As her fanny is totally bald I think she quite enjoyed seeing me lying there with my legs in the air, knees apart, and my very hairy yawning cunt exposed for the entire world to see.

As I was lying there like this with her cleaning me up the girls from the team returned to see if I was all right. When they saw the sight that greeted them they couldn't take their eyes off my cunt. They gradually all shuffled over to get a closer look.

I was so tired out I just lay there and let them look. Not that that was enough for them, they all wanted a poke to feel just how slippery I was. Miss Pearce didn't discourage them, she just opened my lips and after that rolled me over and pulled my fat arse cheeks apart so they could all see how very sore my arsehole was.

Life at the school has never since been any less than a daily thrill. I spend most of my spare time with my live-in lover and go home and visit Mummy and my Aunts during holidays, although very often Mrs Pratt comes with me on those occasions. For some unknown reason she is very popular with Mummy and my Aunts.

Miss Holmes and Miss Pearce have also stayed with us and Mrs Buck is due to visit over the half-term week long break. I have a feeling she's in for a real eye opener. In fact I'd be surprised if that's the only thing that gets opened.

What of the future? Who knows? I am now the shape I really want to be and am happy with the variety and volume of excitement I get and am able to provide. I sometimes emulate Auntie Jane by removing all my body hair and that provides a nice diversity. Auntie Olive has shown Mrs Pratt how to treat me like a baby and she will often do that for the whole weekend, which she really loves. I regularly fuck her with a strap on dildo that we bought as she gets a huge amount of satisfaction from being on the receiving end.

We occasionally have a swapping evening at the school and I end up with Miss Holmes or Miss Pearce and have a few times had a night with one of the 'girls' but that's another story. I only hope that they end up as happy and fulfilled as I am.

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