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{ASSM} Nanny3: Back to School 7/14 (Ff+/F, reluc) by LCDRJMC
and Greatness
Standard Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction
(honest!). It is intended for Adults Only, so if you're
not--then go away. It is not intended for sale, but if
you'd like to pass it around, feel free. Just keep the
header as is and all will be well. Enjoy!
LCDRJMC
Part 7
*****
As she padded on her bare feet down the nearly empty
hall, Athena Valentine strove to pretend that her semi-
nude state at a public high school was a perfectly normal
state of affairs. She coolly ignored the looks of
surprise and rude comments she received from the few
students remaining in the halls. As she passed
classrooms which still had their doors open, she heard
the eruption of wild male shouting and what sounded like
a stampede of students rushing for the doors, before
their surprised teacher was able to gain control of the
class once again. She smiled grimly to herself whenever
such things happened. "Guys were such pigs," she
observed even the school's adult hall monitors stared
open-mouthed in silent disbelief as they watched her
passing.
But no matter what happened, she was determined to
remained outwardly calm. Carriage erect and shoulders
back, she walked proudly through the halls. This was
still her school, her attitude seemed to say, and she
could do whatever she wanted here.
Although outwardly calm, deep inside Athena was
frantically searching for a way out of this terrible
dilemma. She simply could not finish the day dressed
(ha!) in a tiny pink bikini and a short beach robe.
Normally, she was the best dressed person here, and now
she was the least! What could she do?
If only she didn't feel so sexy and...and vulnerable. It
was so disturbing. How could she concentrate on anything
when the just the slight movement of her breasts in the
inadequate bikini top was causing chills to go up and
down her spine? And as her bare thighs rubbed together!
Oh, my! A fantastic warmth existed between her legs.
Her sex simmered on and on, refusing to quiet down.
Athena wondered if she was losing control of her body
again, and, considering the terrible things that always
seemed to happened to her the last time her body
developed a mind of its own, it scared her. Still, in
spite of her fear at the possible consequences, her over-
active body was all she could think about. Athena had
never felt so confused. It was as if her normally sharp
mind was enveloped in a thick fog. No matter that there
was so much for her still to do today, all she really
wanted was someone to...to help relieve her of this
terrible pressure that was growing inside her. The
thought of how that crazy, wonderful Paige kissed her
between her legs in the shower was fresh in her mind.
Regardless of all that had happened to her so far on this
very strange day, it was that simple act of...of
friendship which caused her to feel all warm inside.
Athena felt terrible, because all she wanted at this
moment was for the young girl to continue her earlier
strange action until she melted into a puddle of pure
bliss.
"Wait a second," she thought. "What's going on here?"
Here she was, racing semi-naked to class down the wide,
empty hall and all she could really think about was for a
girl, practically a child, to perform an unnatural act on
her. How crazy was that?
But she was not some over-sexed, confused teen who was
unsure of her sexuality. Athena was certain she was not
one of those women who...who prefer other women, just
because she could not stand guys (the animals!). Of
course she was straight! To ensure that it was true,
Athena said it softly aloud, "I'm...I'm straight," but
even to her ears her voice lacked conviction. As tears
began to form in her eyes, Athena whispered to herself,
"I'm straight. Oh, God, I'm straight."
She shook her head it dismay. Now was not the time to
get into some weird, emotional nosedive. She had to find
a way to clear her head! There were so many more
important things to worry about. She was a responsible
adult, a professional reporter here on an assignment
vital to her aspiring career as an undercover
investigator, and nothing must interfere with that. She
had to find something else to wear, something somewhere
which gave her a little more protection, even if only
from herself. Even her sweaty gym clothes would be far
more preferable to being seen semi-naked like this. That
is, they would have been if she had stupidly not lost
those as well.
Athena realized quite well that if she went into class
like this, she'd be utterly humiliated. She checked the
clock on the hall wall. Oh, no! Class had been going on
for 15 minutes and she still had not checked in with
Bohon yet!
Several halls later, Athena stood outside of her American
History class. Taking a deep calming breath, she opened
the door just enough to see through the crack. Mrs.
Bohon was walking around the class as usual, talking
about post-Revolution life in America. A half-podium had
been placed on an unused desk in the front for those
giving today's reports, and a slide projector was present
in the back of the room.
"Darn that woman," Athena muttered under her breath. "At
least she could stay near the front of the class like
everyone else." Now she would have to try and discretely
attract the teacher's attention from across the room.
Gathering her courage, Athena opened the door a little
wider and inserted her face through the narrow opening.
"Hisst," she said softly. "Hisssst."
A few students in the front turned in her direction, but
Mrs. Bohon continued her exposition. Athena couldn't
believe it. The stupid woman must not have heard her.
"Hisssssst!" Athena repeated, a bit more loudly this
time. More students turned towards the increasingly
frustrated reporter.
"My God!," she thought. "Is the stupid woman deaf?"
Athena stamped her right foot in anger, and tried again.
"HISS! HISS!" she repeated more loudly this time.
By now the entire class was staring at her, everyone that
was except for Mrs. Bohon. Athena began looking for
something to throw at her. "Perhaps an eraser on the
forehead would do the trick, the stupid cow," she
thought. Finally she noticed that the room had grown
quiet. She looked up and saw that Mrs. Bohon had finally
stopped talking.
The teacher sighed heavily, then said, "All right. Has
the radiator sprung another leak, or is someone trying to
attract my attention?"
"Yes! Duh!" said a thoroughly exasperated Athena in the
doorway.
The teacher finally turned to look at her. "Ah, Miss
Valentine. Late as usual."
"I need to speak with you."
Mrs. Bohon motioned for Athena to come towards her, but
Athena shook her head from side to side in refusal.
"In private!" the reporter said imperiously. Didn't that
silly woman know who really was in charge around here?
Every male in the school died each time she simply looked
sloe-eyed at them. Even the school's Principal, a woman,
cared for her enough to take time from her busy schedule
just to be with her.
"Miss Valentine. You may either stay in the hall and
take your 'F' for the course, or you can come in, take
your seat, and join the rest of us. The choice is yours,
but make it now. I'm busy."
"Damn," muttered Athena. This wasn't working out at all.
She opened the door completely, entered the room, and
closed the door loudly behind her.
A gasp of surprise went up from the students as she made
her way slowly to her seat. Athena was not going to rush
for anyone! Coolly looking about the room, she saw that
the class was full for a change. "That's just great!"
she thought bitterly. "Today they all show up!"
When she reached her seat, she sat, being careful that
her worn robe covered her bare legs as much as possible,
which, she noticed unhappily, wasn't very much at all.
Athena stared straight in front of her, and as usual
pretended the rest of her classmates did not exist.
"Care to tell us about it, Miss Valentine?"
"Nothing to tell," Athena replied haughtily. Who did
this woman think she was, anyway, making fun of her like
this?
"We're waiting," Mrs. Bohon said patiently. She would
get this haughty young bitch if it was the last thing she
ever did.
"Well, the...the school's Movie Club is planning on
showing the...the old "Beach Party" movies in the
auditorium during lunch, and they of course asked me
to...help them organize and...and to advertise the
event."
"I see," Mrs. Bohon said doubtfully, as the class
snickered.
This was one of Athena's bad classes, an all-girl class
intended for freshman and sophomores. In fact, this
course was made up mainly of the younger girls who were
also part of her disastrous gym class. The more they
giggled and laughed, the more agitated Athena became.
"It's true!" cried Athena, hurt at being treated this
way, even if it was one of her more outrageous lies. In
most of her other classes, everything she said was taken
automatically as the truth. But not here, never here!
Damn that Bohon! Always laughing at her, bossing her
around in front of the other students as if she wasn't
special at all.
And now the woman was practically calling her a liar, and
in front of these children, too. The fact that she was
lying mattered to Athena not at all. In her confused
mind, it became a point of principle that she was not
automatically believed and, as a result, all of her other
worries were for the moment forgotten.
Trying hard not to lose her temper, Athena got up from
her seat and tried to explain it all again to the
skeptical Mrs. Bohon. She became so involved in her
story that she did not notice a slim hand reach out and
pull on the fastening of her sash. The sash opened and,
because Mrs. Nelson had earlier pulled the sash free of
the retaining loops before refastening it, the cloth belt
fell silently to the floor, where it was quickly picked
up by another feminine hand and whisked away to be hidden
in a convenient backpack.
The robe fell open and Mrs. Bohon's right eyebrow raised
slightly. The girls who were with Athena in gym that
morning nudged their disbelieving friends. "See," they
said. "What did we tell you about that stuck-up bitch
Valentine? As soon as the teacher left, she stripped in
the middle of the gym and did herself in center court!
Right in front of the entire class!!"
As her carefully orchestrated life seemed to be once
again spinning out of control, Athena tried again to show
them all who they were dealing with. In a characteristic
gesture, she placed her hands on her hips and began to
scold the class for not believing her. It was a look she
had practiced in front of a mirror many times at home
while wearing one of her beautiful suits. Her hands
would sweep an open jacket back dramatically as they
turned into determined fists resting on her shapely hips.
She believed that this look gave her an air of authority
and power, while at the same time served to distract any
males (the pigs) with her perfect body. It was a look
that never failed her at Elizabeth Borden.
Until now.
It her confusion and anger, Athena forgot that she was
not wearing a regular suit at all, but was instead
wearing a small, ratty sashless-robe over a much too-tiny
pink bikini. The quiet gasps of surprise and awe that
Athena heard were not, as she thought with satisfaction,
the class reacting to her arguments. The sounds were
actually the students reacting to the exposure of that
fantastic tanned body! The stuck-up, very proper Miss
Athena Valentine was once again deliberately showing
herself!
Oblivious in her righteous anger, her golden breasts
quivered deliciously as they bulged above the tiny pink
triangles of the suit's top.
As Athena, unaware of the display she was making of
herself, continued her sexy tirade. She moved in front
of a thin girl with thick glasses who was staring,
fascinated at the pink bikini bottom's large floppy bows
at each side of Athena's shapely hips. The girl was
known as Susie the Bookworm, and she remembered her last
sight of the senior, laying naked on the gym floor with
the Three Amigos standing victorious over her. Much
later, when she had gotten up her courage and asked one
of the Amigo's if the senior was all right, the Amigo had
told her that they played these games with the 'famous'
Athena Valentine all the time. Susie was shocked to hear
that, but did not for a moment accept what she had heard
as being true, until now. The senior's shameless
exposure and the other girls' knowing expressions at
Athena's actions certainly confirmed what she had been
told. The girl couldn't believe how fooled she had been
by the senior. She had wasted her sympathy on this cruel
yet astonishingly beautiful slut.
"So, she really does like to show off, doesn't she?"
thought the very shy and proper Susie. She couldn't
believe she was even thinking about doing something to
the beautiful senior, but the thought of seeing Athena
naked again in an embarrassing situation intrigued the
quiet Susie more then she realized. "She might not even
notice if I'm careful!" Susie thought excitedly.
Slowly she reached out, her hand trembling in
anticipation, but stopped just before reaching the bow.
"I can't!" a confused Susie thought. "This isn't right
at all!"
Athena shifted her stance and unknowingly moved her
barely covered ass so that it was directly in front of
the shocked Susie's face. "The slut's trying to
humiliate me!" Susie thought to herself. "And all this
time I've been feeling sorry for her!"
In her anger, the girl reached out and pulled the exposed
bow string over Athena's left hip, then held her breath
and hoped nervously that Little Miss Prick Tease would
not notice.
The bow fell apart easily, but the fastening still held.
Susie couldn't believe Athena did not notice! But quick
as a cat, when Athena turned to walk up the aisle, Susie
pulled on the other bow. Although it also easily
unraveled, the strings still somehow held together.
"That Athena has all the luck," Susie the Bookworm
thought bitterly.
Mrs. Bohon's eyes lit up when she saw how loosely
Athena's bottoms were fastened, and decided that it was
time to have a little fun with the superior Miss
Valentine. She had heard the student's talking excitedly
about what happened with Athena at gym, but the teacher
just thought it was gossip. Girls being girls, that's
all it was. But, after watching the delectable Athena
Valentine put herself so much on deliberate display,
perhaps she was wrong to dismiss the tale so out-of-hand.
Besides, it was time to give this stuck-up reporter
something to really write about!
Mrs. Bohon help up her right hand. "Enough, Miss
Valentine. I think since you're so eager to give us all
a lecture, you can be the next one to give your report."
"But, Mrs. Bohon!" Athena howled in protest. She
panicked, knowing her report was lost under the
bleachers.
The entire class just sat and giggled. They could hardly
wait to see if the school's queen would humiliate herself
again.
"What's wrong? Isn't your report done? You know what
will happen to you if it isn't, don't you?"
Athena was flooded with vivid memories of herself being
stuck and dropping her report at the gym this morning.
She thought about telling Mrs. Bohon that she had really
lost it under the bleachers, but then she'd want to know
how it happened, and Athena could never tell anyone about
that!
"Yes, ma'am, I know," Athena said weakly. "I'm ready."
"Good. Get your things ready, and would you get the
lights, please?" Mrs. Bohon asked.
"Can't you have someone else do it," Athena whined.
"Miss Valentine, the world does not revolve around you,
so I suggest if you would like to join us and pass this
class you WILL get the lights," Mrs. Bohon snapped at the
pretty senior. "But don't worry, I'll get the projector
for you."
Athena had looked at the report only once, and didn't
understand any of it. The old Athena Valentine, proud
student, would have done it with ease, but the new,
improved Athena Valentine had no time for such trivial
pursuits such as studying and reading. Now she had to
give a report, and sound confident while doing so, as if
she was reading it. She comforted herself with the
though that at least there were the slides that Mrs.
Bohon said she would provide. She would just look at
them, and between what she'd read in the past, and the
slides, she should be able to fool anyone, especially
this crowd of idiot children.
"Oh, and would you please cover yourself. We all know how
pretty you are."
The whole class burst into laughter as Athena just stood
numbly for a moment. She looked down and for the first
time noticed how open her robe had become.
"Eeeek!" she screamed as she scrambled to close the robe
and retie the cloth belt. But to her consternation the
belt was gone!
Holding the robe tightly closed with both hands, she
started frantically looking around the floor for the
missing belt, but was stopped abruptly by Mrs. Bohon's
sharp, "Athena!"
Athena sheepishly looked at her teacher. "What could
have happened to my belt?" she wondered in dismay.
"Get dressed later," commanded Mrs. Bohon. "Do the
lights and your report. Now."
Athena swallowed hard as she walked up the aisle and over
to the light switches by the door. She turned off the
lights, and the projector in the back immediately started
up.
"Anytime," said Mrs. Bohon from the back.
"Yes, yes," Athena muttered nervously as she started
towards the half-podium. It was during her second step
that she felt her bikini bottoms fall away from her hips.
"AH!" she cried and stopped, as her bikini bottom was
caught, dangling between her thighs.
"Let's go, up there!" boomed Mrs. Bohon.
"Ohhh! But my...my...ooohhh!" Athena whimpered. She
clamped her legs together, terrified of completely losing
her swimsuit bottom in front of the entire class. She
could not understand how the knots had gotten loose,
after having tied them so tightly!
"That's it! Okay, who's next?" asked Bohon.
"No! Wait!" Athena cried and shuffled quickly to the
podium, knees pressed desperately together. She looked
as if she needed to use the girl's lavatory very badly.
This was terrible! She couldn't give a speech like this!
Her strange walk was quickly noticed as a wave of
laughter rippled throughout the class. Athena, her face
burning with embarrassment, knew she looked ridiculous,
but she had to keep her bottoms from falling.
"Damn, why now?" she grumbled under her breath as she
made her way slowly to the podium. This was not the time
for one of her clothes-losing accidents. She certainly
did not want to reach down and retie her suit, not in
front of everyone. She continued her ungainly half-
shuffle, half-waddle towards the podium and prayed that
for once her luck would hold and she would not lose the
tiny pink triangle hiding her precious sex.
But luck was not on Athena's side today!
As she neared the podium, Athena sneezed. That's all it
took. Helpless, she felt her bottoms slowly fall from
between her legs and onto the floor. "Damn! At least
it's dark, and no one should notice, especially with me
behind the podium," she thought. "I can always snatch
them up sometime during the presentation."
Heart pounding, she stood behind the protective half-
podium. It rose to just below her chest, but with her
robe the lack of height didn't really matter. She was
still covered in spite of everything and that was all
that mattered at the moment. But it affected her in ways
she did not understand, being so exposed in front of
everyone. The air on her bare mound and hips was making
her head spin! She felt so vulnerable under the short
robe! Yet she really did not have to worry, she told
herself. She was completely protected in front of the
class, still covered where she needed to be.
It was kind of sexy in fact, being up here like this in
front of everyone, especially her nemesis Bohon. Her
mouth dry, Athena deliberately put trembling hands on the
sides of the podium and, with nothing to hold it closed,
her robe opened slightly. "That will show them!" she
thought in delirious triumph. The Superior Woman is
still in charge!
It showed them more then she realized. The desks in that
room were only writing platforms with attached seats, and
were completely opened underneath. Her shaved pussy was
now totally exposed in the half-shadows thrown by the
desktop and the projector, a fact that was quickly
noticed by the students in the front of the room.
The class gasped when the projector in the back of the
room came on. The light from the lamp caused the
unknowing Athena to be illuminated from the waist down!
It showed everything! They could see her sculptured
tanned legs and those sexy hips. But what most couldn't
take their eyes off was the senior's bare pussy, a tiny
patch of smooth white flesh with the hidden crease
running down the center.
Athena wondered about the sudden mass movement of
everyone to the center rows, but decided they were just
getting into a good spot to listen to her better. She
was after all the best speaker in the class, if not the
school!
"All right, Athena, you may begin," Mrs. Bohon said with
an oddly choked voice.
The teacher had noticed what that silly stuck-up bitch
had done and, being alone in the back of the darkened
classroom, it took all of her self-control not to start
touching herself. That damn Athena was so hot! Mrs.
Bohon didn't blame her students a bit for finding a
better seat to watch the high-and-mighty Miss Valentine
make a sexy fool of herself. It also didn't help her
self-control any after being told by Principal Nelson
that the girl was really a reporter who should be given
some special experiences with which to illuminate her
story!
"Oh, baby," Mrs. Bohon said softly. "What experiences
I'm going to give you!"
Bohon saw that one girl, Patty, who the Principal had
also talked to, must have had a similar idea about new
experiences, because in the confusion of the students
finding new seats, the girl had snuck behind the totally
oblivious reporter and was now sitting on the floor
directly behind her!
*****
Seated on the floor, Patty Kelly hid in the shadows and
waited patiently for Athena and the rest of the class to
settle in. Earlier, when the class had all moved to the
center rows, she had quietly slid off her chair and
crawled along on all fours until she was directly behind
the regal Miss Valentine.
Now she had the stunning reporter all to herself, and
Patty hardly knew where to begin. Patty knew herself to
be straight, of course, yet when Mrs. Nelson whispered to
her the astonishing news about Athena Valentine and what
the she wanted done to her, Patty couldn't help but to
start quivering with excitement!
Unable to wait any longer, Patty lifted up the back of
Athena's short robe and stared fascinated at Athena's
beautiful bare half-moons. "Oh, my. They are nice," she
breathed.
****
Athena waited for the first slide to come up. "The War
of 1812 was between the United States and Great Britain,"
she said in her best lecture-to-idiots manner.
What was she so worried about? This was going to be so
easy! All she had to do was wait for the next picture to
show and then say a few things about it. Athena was
surprised she remembered as much as she did about a
report she had put together at the last minute.
"A-as you c-can see...," Athena told them, as she tried
to calm herself. Something had just brushed up against
her bare leg.
"Is everything all right, Athena?" Mrs. Bohon asked.
"Yes, sorry. I'm j-just a little n-nervous," Athena
answered as something brushed against her again. Quickly
she looked down, but after staring directly into the
projector's lamp she couldn't see a thing in the shadows
below her. If it happened again, she'd be ready for it
this time. It was probably just a fly crawling on her
leg. But, God, how she hated small things crawling on
her.
Patty ran her hands lightly higher and higher up the bare
legs. Not hard or fast enough to make Athena jump, but
certainly noticeable enough to make Athena start to
squirm behind the little podium.
Everyone watched Athena shake her hips, but they all
assumed that once again the haughty senior was acting the
slut. Patty's actions remained concealed in the
darkness.
Athena tried to concentrate on the slides and giving her
report. But now there were two flies running around on
the insides of her thighs. She tried to brush the damn
things away but the minute she brought her hand up they
would return, and crawl a little higher.
"Now in this slide we can see General Patton . . . "
"Athena?"
"Yes?"
"I don't think General Patton was in the war of 1812, do
you?" Mrs. Bohon said sarcastically.
To Athena's chagrin the whole room giggled and laughed.
"No ma'am. I meant to say General Jackson." God, why
did she say something that stupid? Those damn flies were
driving her crazy. Athena reached down again and tried
to brush them away. "Damn!" she muttered. It felt like
a fly had landed right on her slit!
The class watched Athena's hands go up and down on her
thighs, and even brush the area of her shaven slit. "Was
it going to happen again," they wondered. "Was the
fabulous Athena Valentine going to play with herself
while they were all watching?"
Patty used Athena's movement to reach up and grab the
sides of Athena's robe. She pulled it open, baring all
of Athena's shapely front. Only the distracted
reporter's breasts were still covered by the two
triangles of her pink bikini top gleaming in the light of
the projector. The way the pink material of the bikini
top reflected the light, Athena's lovely high-set mounds
lit up like a double-beamed lighthouse! You could almost
hear a collective "Wow!" being sighed by the mesmerized
class.
Athena was having more and more trouble concentrating.
She wiggled her ass, and shook one leg and then the other
in trying to keep the damn flies off her legs. She was
almost dancing as she tried to keep those nasty bugs off
of her, completely unaware of the display her now
jiggling breasts were giving to the delighted Mrs. Bohon
and her classmates. Not to mention the show she was
giving everyone down below! Athena wiggled her hips this
way and that, but the flies would just land some place
else. It was maddening!
The students couldn't decide which part of Athena's
impromptu belly-dance they liked more, the way her
fantastic tits were shaking and threatening to jump right
out of the tiny pink top, or the yummy show her wiggling
bottom half was producing.
Patty had watched from behind as the senior loosened her
robe. She was been having a wonderful time exploring the
Athena's perfect body, making the stuck-up bitch squirm,
but it was time to really humiliate the reporter. She
bunched the thread-bare terry-cloth in both fists and
made a sharp pull down!
Suddenly, Athena's precious robe fell off of her
shoulders and slid down around her arms! "EEK!!" Athena
screamed in shock at her sudden exposure. Panicking, she
let go of the podium and tried to cover herself, but
since the decent of the robe was only stopped by her
extended arms, as soon as Athena let go of the podium the
robe would fall to the floor!
"Oh, God! Oh, God!" she thought frantically as she clung
to the small podium. "They'll see me! They'll see me!
How could I be so stupid as to pull it off? It's not
fair! I just wanted to open it a little, that's all!
Now how can I get it without showing myself?"
"Okay, Miss Valentine," Mrs. Bohon said huskily. "You're
not finished yet."
"W-what?" Athena gasped as she stiffly stretched to the
side for her robe.
"I said stand up and finish your report."
"But my...my...!"
"Finish it!"
"But this...this isn't fair!" a teary-eyed Athena
protested as she stood straight behind the half-podium.
"I'm not even...even..." But Bohon wouldn't even let her
try to explain the bizarre situation of suddenly being
half-naked!
"Even what? I'm tired of you, Athena. Like a spoiled
brat, you've been having tantrums and pouting about not
getting your way ever since you came here. It's time you
grew up."
Stung, Athena wiped the tears from her eyes. No stupid
teacher, especially Bohon, would tell Athena Valentine
that she was immature!
"Well? What have you to say? What's your big problem
this time?"
"N-nothing. Nothing's wrong. Never mind," Athena
muttered softly. Under her breath, Athena added,
"Bitch."
Athena realized she was trapped! Tormented by flies, she
was trapped half-naked in front of a class full of
children and a teacher, all of whom hated her out of pure
jealousy.
At least she had the robe around her elbows. Once the
slides started again, she would just pull her robe back
up while the class watched the screen.
But Patty had other ideas. She couldn't help but do it.
Those twin half-moons were just too sexy to leave
covered. She took one finger and ran it lightly between
Athena's lovely ass cheeks. As she went from the sexy
top to the sexy bottom, Athena's cheeks twitched. The
distracted reporter brought her hands down to brush
another of those damn flies away. Patty used the
opportunity to pull the robe completely off of Athena's
arms. Before the reporter knew it, the robe had slid off
her hips and onto the floor.
"No!" a shocked Athena gasped.
"What now, Miss Valentine?"
"I...it's...my..." Athena cried. She looked down in
panic but before she had a chance to find it, Patty had
already scooped it up and tossed it to her empty desk.
"Nothing," Athena muttered. "Well, at least it can't get
any worse," she thought, but it did.
"This is awesome," Patty thought. "Just awesome!" She
almost had Athena Valentine totally naked. In a short
time she almost had her! It seemed easier that what she
heard had happened in the gym. "She really is a slut!"
Athena knew she was trapped. Her only out was to explain
what had happened to her clothes (as if she knew), but
she couldn't do it! Not now, not ever. She could not
let the entire class know about her ridiculous
predicament, of how she had lost her clothes yet again.
It was too humiliating! She was Athena Valentine, the
Superior Woman. She would rather die first then let
these children or Bohon laugh at her any more.
But as she tried to return to her report, her mind
refused to function. Now, not only was she half-naked in
front of a room full of children, the nasty flies
crawling on her bare skin were really driving her crazy!
The creepy things were all over her naked hips and legs,
and none of her shaking and twitching helped. In fact it
just seemed to encourage them even more!
"Athena, is there a problem? You seem a little nervous.
Are you going to finish or not?"
"N-no, I'm f-f-fine," a frantic Athena replied.
"I'm...I'm just, ah, waiting for the next slide."
Oh God! The flies! The flies! The flies were very busy
on her exposed flesh. There were two groups of the
insects now. One group was taking delight walking over
her bare pussy mound, the second was dancing over her
firm buttocks. Her flesh trembled uncontrollably under
their touch but there was nothing she could do to stop
them.
It wasn't just their touch the bothered her, it was how
they were touching her. Athena was finding herself
becoming strangely excited. Being almost undressed in
front of the class while being helplessly teased by flies
was causing her body to react outrageously. In spite of
the natural revulsion of her perfect body being touched
by the terrible insects, their constant and rather
intimate touches were driving Athena Valentine out of her
mind! It was like they knew exactly where to crawl and
land. They would crawl up her ass crack, then turn and
retrace their steps. It was happening to her exposed sex
as well. Up and down, up and down, the touching of her
privates, of her most intimate places never stopped. It
was totally maddening! She was having a harder and
harder time staying still, let alone trying to
concentrate. She had given up trying to shoe them away,
because when ever she did that they only came back even
more frisky them before.
Athena slowly shook her head in a hopeless effort to
clear it. The report! She had to finish the report!
She was determined to ignore the stupid flies, ignore
everything in fact and finish this report from Hell if it
was the last thing she ever did.
Patty slowly ran her fingers along the inside of Athena's
left thigh. With her free hand she gently squeezed the
tight cheek of the left buttock between her fingers.
"Now...now in this n-next slide you can see
the...Oh!...the Japanese..."
"Athena, There were no Japanese in the War of 1812. Are
you sure you wrote a report at all?"
"Yes, of c-course I-I did," Athena said. She almost
screamed when it felt like someone had squeezed her ass.
Oh God! Flies have pincers?!?! She wanted to look down,
but knew if she did she would see nothing but hideous
insects, and if she actually saw them crawling over her
precious body, she would certainly go mad and really
would start screaming!
"Then, pray continue, Miss Valentine."
Athena tried to watch the slides and describe them, but
it was impossible. The flies were gaining substance.
The were becoming larger, almost like hands! Athena knew
it was impossible, but the flies now felt like hands
moving over her heated flesh, touching and teasing her
secret places. She was mad! It was her over-wrought
mind, playing tricks on her again. If only she had one
of her pills!
"I'm alone! I'm alone!" she thought desperately as the
strange sensations continued. "It's only flies, God damn
it!"
But then why did she suddenly feel such a desperate need
to cum! Oh God! Please! Not from those disgusting
flies! But without being aware of it, Athena pushed her
butt back against the mysterious sensations
The class watched in awe as the beautiful Athena
Valentine arched her back like a cat in heat and
deliberately push her backside into the darkness.
Patty continued to squeeze and caress the vulnerable
flesh. The class was so aroused themselves that the
hands which sometimes appeared on Athena's front were
never really noticed. They just though it was Athena
herself enjoying her wonderful body!
Athena couldn't believe it. The imaginary hands were
making her push her butt toward something that was just
in her mind. God, it was happening again. She wanted
the flies to go right up her...
"Oh!" she gasped and jumped as a fly landed right on her
backdoor and then started running in crazy tiny circles
around and around it!
She was submerged in terrible, wonderful sensations that
were only in her overheated imagination. She was the
only one up here. Athena didn't even look when she felt
her bikini top loosen and fall to the floor. Her swollen
breasts leaped firm and proud into the room. Athena had
to keep her mind on her report. She didn't have time to
look down to see something that was only in her mind
anyway. If only the flies would leave her alone for a
second or two, her mind would clear. But it was getting
worse instead of better. Now that her top seemed to be
gone, the flies were dancing around her breasts, making
her nipples achingly hard.
Athena didn't think it was possible, but with nothing
touching her sex, she was on the verge of cumming again.
She tried to think of nothing but her report, but she
couldn't. The flies were back, and the imaginary hands
had pushed her almost to the edge. She was so far gone
she sensed them now violating her, fucking her sopping
cunt with gusto, and a melting Athena could only spread
her legs wider to increase the impossible yet fabulous
feelings. She felt their tiny teeth nibbling her
buttocks and she wanted to cry out in joy at the
wonderful sensations!
Patty knew Athena's time was almost up. The girl had
stuck her jerking ass so far out behind her that the
naked Athena was practically laying across the small
podium. Every touch now caused the stripped reporter to
react with a quiet moan of pleasure. Her slender
fingers were plunging deep into the tight, hot wetness of
the bare cunt, where she could feel the muscles clutching
greedily at them. Her other hand worked the perfect ass
cheeks that were so eagerly thrust at her. Unable to
resist, she was even lightly biting the smooth satiny
flesh and Athena was doing nothing to protest this latest
outrage to her person. In fact it just made her moan all
the more! Patty's hands never left the tanned flesh.
With her left hand she continued to lightly finger-fuck
the helpless reporter, while with her right she would go
up to a breast and tug on the nipple, then run her hand
lightly around the base of each full tit, before going
back to that perfect backside. "Just awesome!" was all
the dazed Patty could think.
As for the rest of the class and their teacher, they all
stared unblinking at the show Athena was putting on. If
only there was more light, they could see better. They
could see most of Athena's shapely body, but when she
moved it would dip in and out of the projector's light.
But no one wanted to move. They were too afraid of
missing something!
Patty couldn't wait any longer. She wanted to try one
much thing before Athena's time was up. She ran her
finger between Athena's sexy folds getting it good and
wet then placed her finger at the reporter forbidden
place in the tight buttocks' crevice. It was so dirty
thinking it but when would she have the chance again to
see what it might feel like. Gently she pressed.
"Oh, please no!"
They all watched Athena's head snap up like a defiant
horse trying to buck off it's rider, her head looking up
at the ceiling, her back arching to the maximum, and her
ass pushing out ever farther into the darkness.
"Please not there," Athena moaned. But it was going
there despite her pleas. The flies were so perverse.
Not only were they fucking her steaming cunt, but now
they were working they way up her ass! Crawling into her
anus! They were fucking her! "No they are just flies."
Crazy, she was now crazy!
Patty loved the reaction she got from poor Athena when
she buried her finger up her butt. She worked one then
two up the girl's backside, fucking it, shoving it in and
out in time with her left hand's left fucking of Athena's
delightful finger-sucking cunt. It was so hot Patty
almost came herself!
It became obvious to Patty that the forever perfect
Athena Valentine was clearly out of her mind! Sadly, she
had humiliated the senior enough. Mrs. Nelson had been
very specific about that. The Principal told her that
she could do what ever she liked to this spy in their
midst to make her crazy, but regardless of what she did,
Miss Athena Valentine could never be allowed to have her
Big O. Someone else was going to do that.
Yet, Patty had always wondered what another girl felt
like down there, and she had leapt at the chance to find
out, especially as it involved humiliating the high-and-
mighty Athena Valentine in the process. Patty knew she
wasn't gay, but still she always wondered what being with
another girl would be like. Looking up at Athena's bare
cunt in the shadows, the area glistening heavily with her
love juices, Patty realized the reporter did have a
pretty one at that. The shaving did give it a look of
pure sex.
"I wonder," Patty said softly as she reached up between
the golden thighs one final time. Patty couldn't help
herself. She ran a finger through the sexy folds, and
moved it across Athena's swollen clit. As she continued
fucking Athena's ass she spread the reporter's pussy lips
then stuck out her tongue. Patty could feel the heat as
her face grew near. She stopped thinking she just
couldn't do this. Her thoughts became, "Now or never!"
and swiped her tongue from Athena's back door up the her
clit. "Nice," she thought in surprise. She did it again
and again. Each time stopping to lick Athena's clit
longer and longer, enjoying the sweet hot taste of those
lovely juices. But before Patty had a chance to really
get into it...
"OH GOD NO!" Athena shouted. She jumped and pressed her
thighs together, holding her hands protectively over her
steaming bare mound. One of the flies had crawled up and
touched her erect clitoris! Oh, God! It was triggering
a series of tiny orgasms which were rippling deliciously
through her hungry body.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Athena cried as the orgasms secretly
pulsed within her.
"Athena, what's wrong now?" mockingly laughed Mrs. Bohon
as she walked up to the light switch.
With a wicked smile on her face, Patty quickly scampered
back to her seat just before Mrs. Bohon turned the lights
back on. "Please let me have another chance at her!"
Patty prayed. "That was too much fun!"
"Ohhh, I don't feel well," a completely dazed Athena
whispered as she swayed behind the small podium. She
prayed for the wonderful sensations to return. The
accident with the fly had only made her hungrier. Her
body was screaming for release. The flies! The flies!
What happened to them? How could they do this to her?
Leave her like this, so unfulfilled?
No one saw Patty looking very pleased with herself as she
sat in her seat, as all eyes were fixed on Athena. The
senior was now topless, yet she stood there without a
care, her fabulous breasts proudly thrusting into the
room, both proud globes having astonishingly erect
nipples. It was just too exciting for words!
With very little idea where she was or what she was
doing, Athena left the protection of the podium and
slowly went to her seat. She only knew she had to sit
and collect her thoughts.
The class erupted wildly with shouts of glee at the sight
of the beautiful and totally naked senior walking in a
daze down the aisle. What Athena did not realize was
that in her confusion she chose the wrong aisle. Her
desk was located two aisles to her left, but she went
instead to the aisle on her far right. To reach her desk
she had to now walk the entire classroom of six rows of
desks, going down one aisle and up the next.
"Miss Valentine, where are your clothes?" asked Mrs.
Bohon with mock-astonishment at the stunning reporter.
"Maybe the show she's in is called 'The Emperor's New
Clothes'!" laughed Patty as she carefully wiped all
evidence of her dirty deed off of her face. ""Oh, yes,"
she thought. "We must do this again, Athena, my dear."
"Good point," Mrs. Bohon replied with an evil grin. Time
to have a little fun with the reporter. "Okay, everyone.
Check Miss Valentine to see if she is wearing invisible
clothes!"
A collective "Yes!" rang out through the room as the
students ran to the desks that were closest to the
unaware Athena. Most had wanted to really touch Athena
at the gym, but were a little scared. This time they
were not going to miss the chance of touching and
hopefully further humiliating their hated prim-and-proper
classmate.
Hands began to touch the golden flesh as a glazed-eyed
Athena walked by. Timidly at first, with a quick touch
or poke, then with an increasing boldness, the firm
tanned skin began to be openly caressed.
Athena took no notice of anything going on around her.
Instead of lessening, all she knew was that the terrible
heat within her was still there, and seemed to be
strangely increasing as well. She was dreaming of that
magic moment when she found Paige crouched between her
thighs in the shower, licking her, tasting of her very
essence. "Oh, my!" she thought guiltily. "How wonderful
that was!" She knew it was only part of her bizarre
daydream, but she could still feel Page's hands all over
her proud body! It was exquisite and Athena felt like
purring!
From her desk at the front of the room, Mrs. Bohon
watched the fondling of the beautiful reporter with
increasing impatience. So far no one had touched
Athena's breasts or cunt. "What's the matter with these
kids, anyway?" she thought. "Do I have to show them how
to do everything?"
Finally, as Athena was drifting up the second aisle, a
hand flashed up to tweak Athena's stiff left nipple! It
was Patty! The hand pinched and pulled on the hard
heated treat, then rolled it between her fingers.
"OH!" the befuddled reporter cried and stopped for a
moment. She closed her eyes and fought to regain control
again. Page's wonderful touch had almost brought her to
climax, but Athena's churning mind could not accept this!
"If I cum every single time Paige touches me, she'll know
just how weak I truly am. It will be the Devereux family
all over again! My...my sex madness could control me
forever! No! I am Athena Valentine, the Superior Woman.
I am in control! I am in control!"
But the moment she started her journey once again, Athena
could only think of Paige and how her body was still
reacting to the teen's touches even now. It only made
Athena want her all the more.
The over-stimulated Athena soon could only stagger
helplessly from desk to desk, and then stop for a moment
before proceeding. It seemed to the students that she
was deliberately stopping to let each girl touch her
wherever they wanted. But that wasn't at all true, of
course. Athena was having trouble even standing now, and
would only stop to try and catch her heaving breath. But
the stops only made it worse for her instead of better.
At one desk, hands eagerly came up to work the high-set
breasts, pulling and twisting Athena's impudent nipples.
"Oh, please stop, Paige," Athena moaned to the delight of
the class, then staggered off to the next eager set of
hands.
Other hands began to lightly spank and pinch the jutting
buttocks, while still others slyly slipped between
Athena's firm thighs to touch and enter the remarkably
sopping cunt and caress its delightfully bare mound.
Athena was soon walking slower and slower. The stop at
each desk was becoming longer and longer. Her body was
completely out of control. The terrible pressure was
building even more than before, to cum...to Cum...to CUM!
Oh, God! Why wouldn't Paige stop touching her? Couldn't
she see what terrible effect her beautiful small hands
were having on her? Sweet plain Paige. So wonderful.
Finally Athena's shaking legs could hold her no longer.
She fell to the floor and began crawling down the aisle
on all fours, but the incredible sensations never
stopped! Athena had no idea where she was going or why.
She only had an instinctive feeling that if she stopped,
she would never start again. She would simply surrender
herself forever to her own sex-mad body and never turn
back!
The class went wild as they watched the prim, always
immaculate Athena Valentine crawling naked on the floor,
breasts swaying beneath her, pussy slit being revealed as
she slowly crawled across the classroom floor. Sensing
victory close at hand, knowing that they finally had the
upper hand over the senior, every student in the class
used the opportunity to work on the haughty Miss
Valentine. Many took their opportunity with a vengeance
and some more than once! Lesbian or straight it did not
matter. The beautiful Athena had gotten to them all.
Sex was in the very air and there was no stopping what
was to come. The desks were pulled away and they
surrounded the helpless crawling figure, ready for the
kill.
At her desk, Mrs. Bohon licked her lips and watched with
wonder at what was happening in her classroom. She had a
hand up her skirt and was carefully pleasuring herself.
"Suspension?" muttered Bohon. "Public disgrace? Jail?
Who cares! Let them do what they want to me. Watching
this bitch finally get what's coming to her will be well
worth it! Oh, yes!!"
As Athena slowly crawled, every orifice of her body was
carefully and lovingly violated. Her dangling swollen
breasts were pummeled and sucked and squeezed endlessly,
the nipples even more so. "PLEASE!!" Athena shouted from
her sex-filled dreams to her unseen tormentors, but there
was no stopping, no turning back for the class.
The crawling figure stopped, unable to continue. "Paige,
oh, Paige," she whispered, for what was left of her mind
was only filled with the young teen, holding her, loving
her. Paige was touching her as only Paige could do, and
Athena found she could resist the young girl no longer.
She had to give in!
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" screamed Athena as her body
stiffened and a series of monstrous climaxes began to
sweep over her. Some of the class jumped back in shock,
but the others never stopped their defilement of the
proud senior. On and on the climaxes came, each more
devastating then the last, until the destroyed reporter
could take no more and collapsed unconscious upon the
cold linoleum floor in a pool of her own sweat and
juices.
*****
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