"Wake up sleepy head! It's Saturday, you don't want to be wasting all day dozing when there's so many better things to be doing on you back!" Kylie teased as she playfully squeezed on my breasts. We'd taken to this method for waking each other after we got used to sharing the same bed. It was a lot more enjoyable than some droning alarm clock.

I moaned as she fondled me and opened my eyes just in time to see her bend down and kiss me. I puckered just in time to meet her lips and slipped my tongue across for our little dance. I could still taste the cum on her lips from her partner last night and savored the salty flavor. I'd only received a bed squeaking fuck out of my guy the previous evening. He was good though, and I felt my pussy twinge at the memory of his nice thick pole pounding into me.

"Good morning to you too!" I laughed as we broke our embrace. I let my hands roam over my roommates lithe little body as she looked down at me. "Thanks for the taste too, my guy left all of his up my pussy."

"Yeah, I know you loved it too, I heard you screaming." Kylie smiled and gave my tit's another squeeze before she rolled off.

"Yeah, he was a great fuck, I wish I always got a ride like that, but the underclassmen just aren't equipped." I replied, sitting up at the side of my bed. It was true unfortunately, not that it mattered, every night we got random partners, male and female and got to have an evening of guiltless fucking. Every week we had to write down how our partners performed and we got a review on our performance so that we could improve our technique.

As I sat there for a moment, Kylie stole a look at my chest and stared for a moment. She had a strange look like she was trying to figure something out, and I just let her be for a moment.

"What are you looking at?" I asked, trying to sound like I was angry as I pressed out my tits for her inspection.

"I was just realizing how big your breasts have gotten." Kylie answered, still staring at my exposed chest.

"Yeah, I know." I said cupping my nicely rounded breasts. "Those breast expansion pills really worked great! I know Marti will just love them too, though I think he wants another half cup or so before they'll be perfect."

I nearly wet myself just thinking about Marti, and I couldn't stop from squeezing my tits and wishing they were his hands enjoying his wife's nice big tits. A spark still flared inside me though, telling me just how wrong all of this was, but I didn't let it stop me anymore. Sure, I knew I was being turned into the perfect sex slave wife for some spoiled upper crust kid, but I had also been programmed to like it.

Kylie cupped her own rather smallish breasts and looked thoughtful for a moment. "May be I should try those out, I mean I really don't want to go with silicon and who ever heard of a call girl with this small of a bust."

I just moaned, still lost in my own wistful fantasies about being fucked by my fiancée while my hand furiously rubbed my little clity. I'd never met him, but my programming tapes already had me loving just the thought of him. As I felt my climax coming, I reached between my breasts and lifted up my new locket. I opened it and came as I looked into the picture of my handsome and manly fiancée.

"Jeez, Ana, I'm almost glad I'm going to be a call girl rather than turn into some love sick bimbo with big tits." Kylie teased as I cried out in release.

"You just jealous because I'm going to have one cock all to myself!" I stuck out my tongue at her and then laughed. "Just listen to us! They didn't even have to work us over and we're already the perfect little sex slaves they want us to be."

"Yeah, I know, it's so weird too. I mean, I know it's wrong now, but I still can't stop thinking of how to train myself better. I've got to be a really good little slut or I won't make enough money for the school. At least I get to enjoy being a sex toy. You can't say it doesn't have its perks." Kylie replied as she stood up. She ran her hands down her naked sides and I drooled a little as I watched. It wasn't hard to notice that Kylie was becoming more of a classy slut every day.

"Yep, sex all the time, and I never get tired of it. In fact I could use a good fuck right now. Do you think the men's shower is still busy?" I asked as I got up and jiggle my breasts a bit. It was still neat having such big tits. I'd been happy with my old pair before but they wouldn't have been good enough for Marti. He deserved better than some flat chested wife.

"Of course it will be on a Saturday morning, they fuck till after noon, you'd remember that if you didn't always have Marti on your brain." Kylie slinked across the room and grabbed her towel and threw it over her shoulder. "If you don't dawdle too much, we can get going and give some boys a real workout."

I giggled and ran over for my own towel and followed Kylie's swaying ass out into the hall. I didn't even fight to catch up more than that though, it was far more enjoyable watching her ass sway as she glided down the hall.

Kylie had walked about half way down the hall when she suddenly stopped and turned. "You're staring at my ass again aren't you!"

"Of course, I am! I could just follow behind your behind for hours." I answered, blushing slightly, though not from embarrassment. She had such a delightful little rump that it was hard not to enjoy it. It was times like this that I was actually glad they had made me bisexual. It would have been such a shame to go through life and not have had a chance to enjoy Kylie's sweet little ass as she walked down the halls.

"Good, I just wanted to be sure you weren't sulking or anything back there." Kylie replied then continued on her way to the showers. She made sure to wiggle her ass nicely too, and I knew she was doing it for my benefit. I'd have to thank her properly later.

The halls were empty and we really hadn't checked the time or we'd have known it was still pretty early. Still the showers weren't empty and we were both pleased to find four other guys washing themselves down. With no more than a shared lustful looked, Kylie and I strutted out into the showers, naked and ready for action.

There were two guys on either side of the shower and Kylie picked one off to the right and sauntered on over to him. I looked over to the left, and chose my own morning partner as I watched his cock rising as his eyes took in my every curve. My own juices were still well churned from my earlier fun, but it was always got me hot when a guy hardens just from looking at me.

I walked up to him and gently lifted up his chin till his eyes were even with mine. I pressed myself forward until my nipples were running across his firm chest and his nice hard cock was rubbing against my stomach. I stayed there for a moment, letting him finish stiffening against my smooth flesh.

"Hi there, Curtis. I watched you staring at me the other day in sex stamina class during our exercises. How would you like to see what you missed while you were riding Melanie?" I probed as I rubbed myself against him. That was a fun class too. Lots of fucking and always the effort to keep from coming and keeping your partner on the edge too. Of course this is the last class of the day so we could go all night, not that we'd quite progressed that far in our studies.

"Sure, Ana. I just love you're new tits too." Curtis said eagerly. He reached down and gave my rack a wonderful squeeze.

"Thanks, I'm growing them for my fiancée." I beamed, happy to have male approval on my improved bust. I place my hands over his and helped him give another nice squeeze to my breasts.

"I'm sure he'll love them, just like I'm sure he'll love doing this!" Curtis laughed as he wrapped his hands around my ass and lifted me up. I squealed happily as he pulled me up over his cock.

I quickly wrapped my hands around his neck and spread my legs as wide as I could given my position. I smiled as I felt his shaft probing into my engorged nether lips. I'd been horny all morning thinking about Marti and my pussy was just aching to be used. Curtis didn't waste any time and to my satisfaction proved his own skill as he sank me down on top of his shaft without needing to guide himself in. I moaned softly as I felt his cock head spreading me and slowly sinking into my flesh. As he gently speared my steaming passage, I marveled at just how wondrous it felt to be penetrated. No matter how many times a cock plowed it's way into me, I always had this moment of astonishment at just how natural and wonderful it felt to have my pussy filled with a nice hard cock.

"Oh, yeah! Ride you're little bitch! Harder! Harder!" Kylie screamed out, drawing off our attention from our own coupling. I looked over curiously to see her on her hands and knees, panting as a guy pounded into her elf like body. Her hair was all wet and matted, but still flowed back and forth with every thrust. Between her screams of passion and encouragement she beamed, smiling widely as he pounded into her.

"I'm glad Kylie likes him, Josh doesn't usually get a lot of morning action without looking for it." Curtis said as he pushed himself fully into me with a satisfied grunt.

"Well, I'm only worried about the nice thick cock of yours in my little ol' pussy. Aren't you going to give me a nice hard fucking like a good slut deserves? Or isn't my pussy good enough for you?" I whined a little, squirming on his shaft and squeezing it as hard as I could. My pussy was feeling nicely full, but I really wanted to feel him pounding into me right now.

Curtis obliged without a word, turning us around and pressing my back to the shower wall and grabbing my ass hard. I squeezed down on him again and prepared myself.

"Okay, slut, how's this!" He said as he pulled himself out of my steaming folds and swiftly threw himself into me again. In no more than three strokes he was fiercely pounding into my eager flesh with fully male grunts of passion. Of course I wasn't hiding my own sounds of passion while we fucked.

"Harder! Harder!" I screeched between my own grunts as he plowed into me. I groaned as he picked up the pace and it felt like we were becoming a steam engine. This was just what I needed a nice hard fuck, and I had the good fortune for his cock to be giving my clit a nice hardy rub with every thrust. Every time he pushed back in, sparks of passion rippled through me as he trailed across my sensitive nub with is shaft. Curtis just grunted more as he rutted into me, staring at my bouncing tits. This wasn't a pace made for endurance though and we both knew it as our groans grew harsher with every swift thrust.

"Oh, yeah, fuck me good!" I groaned as everything seamed to swirl away into a world of pure lust, and animalistic passion. My position didn't lend itself to easily meet his thrusts, and I let myself enjoy that wonderful limitation as we fucked passionately in the shower quickly building to our release.

It wasn't long before I sensed that Curtis was nearing his climax, and I let go my own control, letting my pussy squeeze down on him in my own orgasm. I felt his seed pouring into my depths a moment later. I leaned forward a bit and kissed him gently as he finished squirting into me. This was another thing that was different getting used to, the feeling of cum inside me, it was almost second nature in a way but it was still novel at the same time.

"Thanks, Curt, I really needed that." I smiled as he backed me off the wall and pulled me up and off his softening member. I cooed as I felt him pull out, regretting my pussy would go empty again. I set my feet down on the floor again as he set me down and giggle internally as I felt his seed trickle down my inner thigh.

"Anytime, Ana, just stop by." Curtis replied, then continued on with his shower as I started mine.

I considered this for a moment as I watched Kylie still bucking on the floor in front of my, moaning as she was being ridden. Sex had become refreshingly open around campus, something I knew was wrong, but like everything else, was left to enjoy. As I lathered over my new breasts I wondered if I would really stop even if I had the choice. There was a lot to be said for guiltless sex, even with the price tag I currently found attached.

"So, you really think my tits are nice?" I asked as I turned to Curtis while soaping my tits. I was pretty self conscious about them lately, I suppose it was due to the fact that I new they were an important part of Marti's sex drive and I wanted to be perfect for him.

"I don't think there's a part of you that isn't beautiful, Ana. You don't have anything to worry about pleasing your fiancée." Curtis replied as he looked over my body with the openness only a fellow student could.

I blushed slightly at the compliment and posed for him a moment, letting the shower wash the lather off my breasts. "Thanks, Curtis. So what's you're life going to be?"

"I'm going to be marrying Sophia Jones, she's the heiress to the Corval Media Corp, and she's a really lovely woman too." Curtis beamed as he spoke out even this short description of his own bride to be.

"That sounds great, I hope you have a great marriage." I replied as I continued to wash myself off, being careful to leave his seed till last.

Curtis just smiled the same smile everyone got when they talked about their new lives, regardless of what they would be doing. Most were being married off like I was, but some like Kylie had other destinations. Some would become high-class escorts while the rest would be used as sex toys for country clubs and corporate exec boards. A few girls and guys had even been lined up to become toys for congressional use. I didn't worry too much about it. Like everyone else, I was content and even looking forward to my fate, and wished everyone else happiness in their own futures.

Kylie's final screams of passions broke me out of my thoughts. I watched attentively as she squirmed and writhed under her partner's furious thrusts. Her face was twisted in ecstasy, and panting between screams as she pounded back into him. Then they both let out a load final release, his hands tightly holding Kylie's hips in place as he came into her. Kylie was quivering with pleasure, her eyes lidded over lust filled eyes. I noticed out of the corner of my eyes that everyone else in the shower was eagerly watching the display as well, and quietly chuckled to myself.

While the happy couple was still shaking with their own passion I got on my hands and knees and crawled over to them, letting my breasts sway freely under me. I watched silently as Josh pulled his shimmering cock out of Kylie's sweet little pussy and then stepped back. I closed the gap and looked up into his eyes with my nose almost touching the tip of his cock. I smiled at him and then looked ahead again and licked my lips. With no more warning I opened my mouth and took the head of Josh's shaft into my mouth and ran my tongue over it. I heard Josh moan out in obvious pleasure as I sampled the sweet taste of Kylie's pussy and Josh's seed. I felt him getting hard again, just like a good sex toy does when it's needed.

Just as I was slipping more of his cock into my mouth I felt a pair of hands grab onto my ass and felt the familiar pressure of a cock seeking entry. This was going to be a good morning after all I swooned, spreading my legs a bit to welcome my next lover. I moaned around Josh's cock as I felt another cock slip into my pussy, quickly sinking to my warm and ready depths. I squeezed my pussy to welcome him and turned my attention back to the cock in my mouth, being careful to suck and lick it nicely.

The guy in my pussy didn't waste any time, picking up a swift fucking pace with his first thrust. I simply purred with satisfaction and kept on sucking Josh off, who was already moaning wildly. My next surprise came a moment later when I felt someone's lips wrap around my left nipple and give a nice suck while their other hand caressed my other breast.

I was in sexual heaven now. It wasn't since my own virgin party that I had so many lovers paying attention to my seething flesh at once. I knew it was Kylie working her usual magic on my breasts, and I didn't even need to know who was using my pussy so long as they kept pumping away so nicely. I did my best to pleasure them all too. It wasn't easy humping and sucking all at the same time while I sent on hand roaming to find Kylie's sweet spot.

Josh began to twitch in my mouth and I knew he was about to come again. I pulled back just a bit and tickled his balls with my free hand. He shot off instantly, filling my mouth with the wonderful taste of semen. I carefully licked off the rest of his cock as I held his seed in my mouth, and let him pull out with a light pop from my lips.

Just then Kylie stopped sucking on my nipple and I heard her light voice speak from under me. "Cum train, guys!"

With that, the cock in my pussy pounded hard for a moment then sank deep into me and I felt the squirts of semen flow into me. I came instantly, shivering in ecstasy. It had became common knowledge that the women had all be programmed to orgasm whenever a guy shot off in our pussy no matter how close we were before. As soon as he stopped squirting I felt him pull out of my quivering pussy with a wet slurp. I moaned aloud again with my mouth now empty and was surprised a moment later when another guy plunged his cock into me without warning.

No sooner had he sank into me up to his balls did his cock begin squirting off inside me. Again I came, harder this time than before, and moaned loudly in approval to my treatment. I didn't even flinch when I felt my pussy close up as he pulled out. Another guy followed him, plowing into my well-used hole and giving me another orgasm inducing squirt of seed.

I don't know how long I lasted there, resting on my elbows as cock after cock plowed into me and left me quivering with another orgasm and a new load of semen in my pussy. I felt my orgasms building up, each one fiercer than the last until time and space were all a memory and I was left floating on a nameless pleasure. There was nothing to do but accept the pleasure, and I drifted off to a blissful oblivion.

My own moans of pleasure welcomed me out of my orgasmic haze as I felt a friendly tongue exploring my tender pussy. I was lying boobs down on the floor of the shower with my legs spread. I guessed I hadn't been here too long, or else someone would have carried me off to my bed to recover. The tongue probing my nether lips were unrelenting, and I tilted my ass a bit to give better access to my mound.

Who ever it was giggled girlishly as I repositioned myself but didn't stop licking for a moment.

"Okay, Ana, get onto your hands and knees and then tilt your pussy down once I'm licking you again." Kylie chimed. She must have been waiting for me to recover, and I didn't let her wait long for my own compliance.

As I got back onto my knees I wondered what this was about, but I wasn't going to let Kylie wait on that. As soon as I felt her tongue in my pussy again, I tilted my ass down and felt something shift inside my pussy. I realized that it was all the cum from those guys and that Kylie was going to eat it. I lamented the fact for a moment, but let the gooey flow continue right out my channel and onto Kylie's waiting tongue.

"I think that's all of it you greedy little pig." I sneered as I felt the last drops run out of me. Kylie gave me one big lick and then pulled back and came around me. She was smiling widely, and bent in to kill me. I pressed my lips to hers and soon our tongues and a couple dozen guy's seed was flowing between our mouths. I savored the tastes and we kept our lips locked for a small eternity before parting again.

"So, how did you like it?" Kylie asked playfully.

"It was great, how long have I been missing out?" I certainly wouldn't have missed out on this kind of fun by choice, and was kind of shocked that Kylie hadn't told me. We were closer than sisters since being turned into coed sex toys and I couldn't believe that she would keep something this good to herself.

"I was just introduced yesterday after Western Civ. Of course I got about forty guys and you only got 23 but I didn't hear you complaining." Kylie beamed. The glint in her eye told me she was fondly remembering her initiation to this little technique.

"How could I? I was too busy cumming to worry about anything other than screaming for more! Was this a plan of yours?" I asked. Even after her transformation Kylie hadn't stopped being Kylie. She still had her fun little schemes and surprises, though now most of them involved me in strange sexual positions. I never had reason to complain though, since I was usually moaning out in pleasure thanks to her efforts.

"No, but when I noticed a whole bunch of guys watching you sucking off Josh, I figured you wouldn't mind." Kylie replied, standing up and helping me to my feet.

I wobbled up and let her support me for a moment as I adjusted. My body was still weak from the sweeping orgasms and now I could feel the tenderness all about too. My pussy ached a bit and my breasts felt like they had whiplash, something I supposed was to be expected from my new bust.

"Thanks, Kylie, I don't know where I would be without you." I reached over and hugged her. We stood there naked and dripping for a moment, breasts to breast. I felt amazed for a moment that I didn't even feel the need to make use of Kylie's lovely little body for a change. For the first time in weeks, I was actually sexually sated, and it had only taken 23 guys to do it I giggled to myself.

"Hey girls, you two up for some action?" Charlie Robins asked as he strolled into the showers. I hadn't even noticed that Kylie and I had been alone, but quickly found that we had been until he'd came in.

"Sorry, Chuck, we've had our fill for the morning, you'll have to check in later." Kylie replied.

"No problem, I'm sure I'll be welcome down in the women's shower." Charlie said before turning around and walking back out of the shower. He would be welcome too, he was actually a pretty popular coed among us girls, both well equipped and skilled. Normally, I wouldn't have spread myself for him without a second thought, but I was actually sated, and simply let Kylie drag my exhausted body back to our room.

It wouldn't be until that afternoon that I would really consider the irony of taking a nap this early in the morning, but I was too tired. As soon as Kylie had me back in our bed I was asleep and dreaming.

Just like every other weekend since my virgin party I spent the rest of the weekend fucking sucking and licking anyone who would have me. Which was pretty much anyone who wasn't already busy. Class work hadn't been an issue since the first days at school and my classes were split between sex ed and normal humanities style classes.

That was one of the strange things of this new life, going in and having a lecture on ancient Greek civilization, classical music, or literature. It was so oddly normal, that it was strange to my new sex oriented way of thinking. Every once in a while I remembered how Mr. Reiner said that I would be trained to be a good wife for Marti, not just his sex pet. Rationally, I knew that meant that this new existence I'd found wouldn't last forever, just until they had me ready for my next phase of training to be a good wife. The normal classes were a part of that, giving me a background in things to talk about for polite conversation. I giggled just thinking about the reaction some snobby socialite would have if she knew that the refined and cultured Ana was noting more than a brainwashed sex toy.

Of course I knew that I wasn't quite brainwashed. Certainly, they'd had a go at changing my way of thinking, but deep down I was still me, aside from the complete lack of sexual inhibition and my fixation with my fiancée. Still, I couldn't do much more than enjoy the days and wait for whatever training I was would receive next.

As winter progressed little seemed to change, classes went on and so did the fully traditional after class activities which seemed to consume more time every day. Not that I minded, I was acing all my classes except for my sex training classes, and I needed all the practice I could get. There wasn't any trouble getting people together for cramming sessions either, and it was certainly a lot of fun.

It wasn't until the warmer days of spring came that I suddenly felt a new shift in my warped little world. I had been looking forward to these days since late fall, I'd be able to go out dressed properly again, not all buttoned up to keep warm. It wasn't until I was actually tying my blouse under my braless breasts on the first warm day of April that I began to feel strange.

"Kylie, do you think this is a bit too revealing?" I asked, posing slightly to give my roommate a pretty much unobstructed view of my large tits through the opening in my blouse.

"No more than when you wore it last fall, aside from bigger boobs. Why do you ask?" Kylie asked as she donned her own revealing outfit, a skintight top and pantiless miniskirt combination that had my pussy dripping just thinking about it.

"I just feel kind of exposed, almost like when I first came here." I answered. In my first weeks, I'd slowly came around to this more liberal form of dress, but it had felt strange then, just like I felt now.

"I know what you mean, I know I've been looking forward to getting out of my winter wrap too, but I just don't quite feel comfortable dressed like this." Kylie stated, running her hands down her sides. "I need something classy but it can't hide anything from the customers and this just looks trampy."

"You're doing it again!" I giggled. Every day Kylie seemed to slip further into her new business attitude, of course her business was to be a high-class prostitute for the academy.

"Well, at least I'm not going on about my fiancée all the time!" Kylie shot back. For a moment I could see the real Kylie's fire in her eyes. Neither of us had really been able to fight our conditioning, especially since it had been so insidiously planted all around. Still, Kylie managed to spark genuine outrage at her fate occasionally. Unlike me, she was being subjected to a fate that would never have been acceptable to her, and that helped her, but it wasn't enough to really break free. I had always hoped to get married, though certainly not under these circumstances, and I figured that my own conditioning had long since coopted that desire to aid in building my current subservience to my fate.

"Sorry, Kylie, you know I can't help it." I tried to sooth her.

"I know, I just remember sometimes who I was before becoming Kylie the happy whore. To bad I can't keep angry, it might keep me from wanting skip my morning classes for a good romp with my roommate." Kylie beamed as her eyes lustfully roamed my exposed flesh. As always, the fire turned to lust, and we'd actually missed a few classes fucking away Kylie's anguish.

"Yeah, too bad we don't have time today, but I think we're going to have to go clothes shopping." I blushed under her gaze. I stood back for a second as I actually realized I was holding my arms over my breasts to impede Kylie's view. "Am I really doing this?"

"I wish you weren't, your new shy streak is really getting me hot." Kylie stood up and quickly closed the distance between us. She stopped when she'd pressed her tits into mine and then looked up into my eyes. "And we aren't going to be making it to our morning classes today."

I don't think I'd turned so many shades of red since my dad accidentally walked in on me once when I was getting out of the shower. This time though, I was also so hot that when Kylie bent in and kissed me I forgot everything about my classes and let the morning fly away in my roommate's arms.

It took us most of the day to get wrapped out of each other's arms and finally get onto more important things. We got dressed as best as we could, but I still wasn't very comfortable. I was able to pull out a knee length skirt from my original wardrobe, but my new bust made it impossible to me to wear any of my old shirts without looking indecent. Finally, I sucked it up and tied a blouse under my tits and went with Kylie off to the school store. Kylie hadn't been as bad off as I had, she just didn't like her clothes. I actually was embarrassed to be parading around like I was.

"I never thought I would see that shade of red in you again." Kylie giggled as we strolled towards the store.

"I can't help it, I feel like everybody's looking at me and especially at these." I held my hands under my jiggling breasts. "You know the worst thing though?"

"No, what?"

"I'm so turned on right now that I'm trickling down my leg." I whispered back. I couldn't believe it, but I was getting hot just because of my embarrassment.

"Wow, Marti must like his girls shy." Kylie giggled.

I would have been blushing even deeper if I could have. Just the thought of being dressed like this in front of my beloved would have been enough to leave me swooning. "I sure hope so."

Thankfully we made it to the store quickly and I went straight to shopping. We weren't alone, I could swear that most of the student body was doing pretty much everything that Kylie and I were doing. Everyone was shopping for clothes, and for the most part they were far more modest than the common attire we all had been wearing.

This didn't really cut down on my embarrassment though. I was still strutting around with my loose top, giving far to good a view of my naked tits to guys. All the while, my pussy was just boiling. Finally, I'd found a couple of nice dresses that seemed to meet with my new sensibilities and I stumbled my way over to the dressing rooms.

I quickly raced into the first unlocked stall. I swept in, and closed the door behind me. Just as I began to let out a sigh of relief and I turned from the door and bumped chest first right into a half naked guy. My eyes swept over his naked chest and I felt my burning need claim me. My embarrassment earlier had charged me up, and now that I was in easy reach of a near naked man in a somewhat private place I lost all control. I reached down and undid the knot in my blouse and pulled it open so he could get a good view of my tits. With a shirk of my shoulders I stood before him with my chest heaving naked to his leering gaze and I look up at him.

"Hi there, I'm sorry to barge in on you like this but since we're both here I hope you don't mind if I share the space." I panted as I just rode my arousal. Around here there wasn't much doubt about what the coeds were willing to do. We still had to do our little dances, I guess, but we knew our roles. I was certainly ready to play mine too, my pussy was dripping and just aching to be used.

"Not at all, so long as you don't mind sharing you're hot little ass." He smiled, his eyes not even moving from my heaving bosom.

"I thought you'd never ask." I giggled and slid my skirt off my hips and let it fall around my feet. I quickly spun around and squeezed my back to his chest. I reached around and hooked my fingers into the elastic on his boxers and pulled them down, sliding myself down his body as I freed his tool. I stood up again, and reach for his hands and gently held them over my breasts. I cooed as he gave me a quick squeeze as I rubbed his shaft with my ass. "Now why don't you fuck me, stud?"

"Anything for a lady." He said, giving me another pleasant squeeze before running his hands down to my hips. I knew what was next and quickly bent forward and grabbed onto the top edge of the stall and spread my legs for him. I felt the head of his shaft probing my tender folds a moment later and wiggled as best I could to help him.

I gasped as I felt him slip the tip of his cock into me. I tried to push back and slip him further in, but he held me tightly in place. He slipped his cock back out of my gates and ran his head over my nether lips again. I could feel him spreading my steaming folds teasingly, and all I could do was mew with mounting frustration.

"Oh, god, please, just fuck me!" I screamed as I tried to wriggle out of his iron grasp and impale myself on his tormenting shaft. Still, it wasn't any use, he had me, and seemed intent to continue teasing my anxious flesh. Outside of a couple classes I hadn't been this worked up before, and I was quickly loosing my grasp on any self-control I had left.

I don't know just how long he kept teasing me. My senses quickly wrapped around every spurious touch on my aroused flesh. I begged between my pants, screaming to be used as loudly as I could while he ran his cock over my pussy. He even humped my nether lips a few times while I whined for more.

"What do you want?" He finally asked, his cock still teasing me.

"Fuck! Please!" I cried. My pussy was aching to be filled and I was sobbing from the torment as I still held onto the top edge of the stall.

"And who are you?" He asked.

"Ana, your slut fuck toy bitch!" I sobbed. "Please, fuck me!"

"Why are you here?" He laughed.

"To let you ram your hard cock into my pussy and let you fuck me like the bitch in heat I am! Please, just use me, fuck me!" I screamed as he suddenly tightened his grip and rammed his shaft into me up to his balls. I felt my world rock under me as a climactic wave rolled across my flesh. All his teasing had brought me to a pinnacle I hadn't expected and now I was quivering from my release with his shaft lodged firmly in my depths.

"How did you like that?" He asked as I he grabbed my waist and pulled me up till my back was resting against his chest. He reached under my arms and began gently fondling my breasts and teasing my nipples.

"It was great, thank you." I cooed, wiggling my ass a bit and squeezing down a bit on his shaft in thanks. I giggle slightly as I felt him twitch inside me in response.

"You have very nice breasts, Ana." He complimented while rubbing my wonderful mounds. I was really beginning to enjoy this encounter, a nice warm-up, wonderful orgasm and now a cock in my pussy and two gentle hands on my breasts.

"Thanks, I grew them for my fiancée, he likes his women with big boobs." I felt myself glow slightly just at the thought of Marti. I held his hands over my chest as he continued to play with me.

"A man after my own heart." He replied. He let go of my right tit and ran his hand over my stomach, rubbing my smooth tummy as he went. His hand then slipped between my legs and I moaned as he found my aroused little clit with the tip of a finger.

In moments he was playing my body like a fiddle, rubbing squeezing and pumping while I shamelessly cried out in passion. He knew just how to keep a girl going, and rolled me through orgasm after amazing orgasm, all with his shaft firmly seated inside me.

"Aren't you going to fuck me?" I panted in a rare moment of calm between his attentions. I had lost all track of time, but it felt like he had been inside me forever, and aside from a few accentuating pumps, he hadn't moved to fuck me. It wasn't that I didn't like the attention, rather I found it unsporting not to give him some pleasure after so skillfully playing me.

"My mistress has given me explicit instructions not to fuck for my pleasure, but I am to please any woman who crosses my path. I'm also not allowed to cum unless in her wonderfully tight pussy or at her command." He said.

"Oh, that kind of sucks." I replied, wiggling myself on him a bit.

"That's okay, my mistress is a great woman, and she even let me take her oldest daughter Sara's cherry this Christmas while she watched. Sara's going to be my plaything when my mistress isn't using me." He beamed. "Sara's a great little fucker too thanks to a special fall session here for high schoolers."

I just shuddered a bit at that thought, a woman doing this to her own daughter. An unexpected thrill ran through me as a fleeting thought considered how nice it would be to give our daughter's to Marti once they'd grown up. I knew just how terrible such a thought was, but what should have been outrage just came out as pure lust. I shuddered as another orgasm ripped through me.

"Well, bad boy, you may not be able to come, but I would just love to feel you pumping into me for a couple of orgasms of my own, if you don't mind." I moaned.

"Of course I don't mind. I am just a boy toy after all." He replied as I bent over again. I positioned myself for a good fuck and grabbed onto the top of the stall again. No sooner had my fingers grabbed onto the top edge than he began fucking me. "Oh, yeah, just like that! Give it to me!" I moaned as he plowed into my steaming pussy. He was well hung, and thanks to countless classes he knew how to use it. I was soon bouncing on his shaft as he rammed into me with a wonderful fury. It wasn't long before I was lost in my own passion again, crying out as he again played with my flesh. I was his instrument, and he rolled me through another series of heart stopping orgasms.

Finally, I'd used up the last of my strength and my hold on the edge slipped. He caught me before I had the chance to fall, and I swooned for a moment in his arms.

"Okay, Ana, I think that's enough for today. I'm glad you enjoyed it, but I really need to be going unless you insist I stay." He said as he held my quivering flesh to his chest. His cock was still rock hard inside me, but I knew it would be right for me to keep him any longer.

"You can go. I want to thank you for a great time, I'm sorry you couldn't have enjoyed it more though." I replied, savoring these last moments with him inside me.

"I had fun too, don't worry. I could hardly feel bad about giving a beautiful girl like you a good time." He said as he pulled himself out of my dripping passage. I moaned as I felt my pussy shrink back and my nether lips close around his retreating shaft. This was always the worst part, those first moments of being unfilled again after such a passionate fuck.

"Well, have fun, and I hope you get to come again soon, you deserve it." I said as I watched him get dressed. It was then that I remembered why I'd came here in the first place and was relieved to find that I hadn't trampled all over the dresses I'd brought to try on.

"Don't worry, I'll be visiting Sara this weekend and we'll have a lot of fun." He said as he pulled on his shirt. "Have fun, Ana."

I just waved meekly at him as he strolled out the door of the changing room, and I quickly went about trying on some dresses. I wondered idly if Kylie had waited for me as I noticed my watch tell me almost a half- hour had passed while I was enjoying myself. If she hadn't stayed I'd meet up with her soon enough, I figured, and went back to the business at hand.

The dresses I had brought were all rather modest, if a bit out dated fashion wise. Their skirts fell about to my knees, the neckline was comfortably above my cleavage and the sleeves fell about half way on my upper arm. As I twirled for the mirror, I definitely felt good about how I looked. Sure I was some kind of cute reject from the forties or something but I knew this was what I was supposed to wear. This was another of those times where I realized that my choices weren't my own. Sure, I'd never been much on clothes, but dresses had certainly been out of the question in my old life. Still, this was what Marti wanted, and I was here to please him.

I strolled out of the dressing room wearing my favorite selection, and looked around for Kylie. I didn't see her, so I walked down to the counter. As I was strolling I looked up and gasped as I saw the screen of one of the stores monitors. I blushed what I assume was a bright crimson as I watched myself fucking that guy in the dressing room. It didn't surprise me that they'd have cameras in those rooms, and I knew it wouldn't have mattered had I thought about it. Still, here I was on screen shamelessly moaning while he fucked me.

"Great show, Ana! This is going to go in the class video for sure!" Susan shouted as she saw me. Susan had mellowed out a bit after her initial mistress streak last fall, and we'd enjoyed many even handed nights in one of our beds.

"Please don't say that!" I whimpered, blushing even deeper at the thought of having more people watching that tape.

"Wow, girl, you're really embarrassed. That is so cool." Susan chimed back. "For a girl to go from fucking any guy with a dick to being red as a beet. Man they can really fuck us over."

"I just wish they had left me be. I still have all these urges, I just feel so embarrassed about it all now." I replied.

Susan just smiled and gave my ass a squeeze, causing both shivers of pleasure to run through me and new shades of red to show on my face. "I've got to be going, but definitely keep that look, I'm going to have to spend some quality time with you later."

"Okay." I squeaked. As soon as Susan had left I bolted for the counter and quickly bought my new dresses. I had taken enough embarrassment today, and the sounds of my shameless fucking just about had me on the edge of hysteria.

Once I was out of the store I calmed down. In fact I took a moment to enjoy the fine spring day that it was. Well, I was on my way, I mused, one more step towards becoming Marti's sex toy wife. I just smiled at the thought and basked in the sunlight as I head back to my room.

It was a week later that I was called into the counselor's office for a meeting. I was a bit apprehensive, the last time I'd gone there I had found out that I was getting married and even got a very nice fuck from my future father in law. As much as I enjoyed proving my worth to be his new daughter, I really didn't want any more surprises. The fact that I was now behaving far more modestly gave me some hope that this wouldn't be too extreme of a meeting.

I was quickly buzzed into Mr. Redgar's office as soon as I arrived. I walked in cautiously, and breathed a heavy sigh of relief when I found Mr. Redgar alone behind his desk.

"Hello, Ana, how are you doing today?" He asked, waving for me to sit down.

"Just fine, Sir." I sat and crossed my legs. Even for my new more normal behavior I still didn't wear any underwear, and it was times like this that I really noticed.

"You're progressing very nicely. Marti will be very pleased with your new breasts, and I hear you're doing very well in all your classes." Redgar smiled, staring at my chest as it rose and fell with my every breath.

"Thank you, sir." I chirped. I felt so much like a little lost puppy but that wasn't anything new to me now. The past week had been filled with this feeling, punctuated by moments of blinding lust that left me fucking whoever was next to me. I still wasn't quite used to it, but a part of me had began to realize that it was likely part of my new charm. I would play the part of the shy little schoolgirl until pressed for sex and then I would become the hottest little slut around. Even now I felt my inner fires getting charged just from him looking at my heaving boobs, and I wonder just how far this meeting would go with some anxious anticipation.

"I'm sure you're wondering why I called you here. We're having a little convention here tonight for some of our most loyal patrons, and we like to welcome them as only a school of our stature can. You are one of our best students and you will be providing entertainment tonight. I know you received perfect marks for your dance classes, so that's where you'll start the night. If you want to or one of our patrons insists, you'll get the chance to personally entertain some of our guests more intimately." Redgar explained.

I reddened instantly. There wasn't any doubt in what his coded words meant. Still, school pride was something that had been burned into me with everything else. "Thank you, sir. It'll be great to show off just how great this school has been for me. Will you want me to shave my pussy for our guests?"

"Why don't you come over here and show me how you look now." Redgar prompted.

"Okay." I got up and walked around his desk, turned my back to him and bent over hiking up my skirt. I was blushing a deep red as I presented my naked and steaming pussy for his inspection, but this was for the school so I didn't even hesitate. I just hoped that my pussy met with his approval, it would be a shame to disappoint the school over it.

"Very nice little cunt you have. I think you could do better with it shaved though." Redgar said as he ran his fingers over my nether lips. I moaned as he trailed his fingers through my pussy juice and rubbed it across my lips. "You certainly are a hot little thing. Why don't you hold onto that chair and keep spread and I'll try you out."

I quickly pulled up the chair and held on for the fucking I was about to get. I spread my legs and positioned myself for easy fucking and my pussy was already more than ready to be used. I could smell my own musty arousal and my juices were easily dripping down my thigh, I just hoped I'd give Redgar a wonderful fuck. "Okay, sir, I wouldn't want to disappoint our guests. I've been studying very hard in all my sex ed classes and I hope you enjoy me."

"I wouldn't worry about that, Ana. I've herd nothing but glowing reports from you teachers and I'm sure you will do nicely." Redgar laughed as he patted my ass and ran a finger along my sopping pussy lips as I shuddered.

I waited impatiently as I listened to Redgar unbuckling his pants and letting them fall to the floor. This was the hardest part, just waiting to get fucked. Redgar didn't make me wait, grabbing onto my hips a moment later and I felt his cock head probing into me, parting my ready lips. I gasped as he found his mark and speared me with the tip of his shaft. Then with no further ado he pressed forward with a grunt and I felt his cock spread my inner folds till his balls bumped into my aroused clit. I squeezed down on the invader in welcome and wiggled my ass a bit for him.

"Very nice, Ana, you are certainly a good fuck toy." Redgar said as he began to pull out of my depths with a comfortably smooth motion while I moaned with my own pleasure.

"Thank you, sir, I'm glad your satisfied with my reprogramming and my juicy little cunt." I beamed as I caressed the retreating shaft that was slipping from my tender folds. With all the classes and training, I would have been very embarrassed to be anything but a good fuck toy.

"Oh, yes, certainly. You didn't present much of a challenge though, just another girl turned into a sex toy. Not that you mind." Redgar huffed as he slowly paced his thrusts into me.

"Of course I don't. I know I should mind, but thanks to your programming I can really enjoy being a sex toy and can savor being fucked like I am right now." I chimed back as I began to pant with his ever-fiercer thrusts. My pussy was just boiling now as Redgar pistoned into me, using me like the toy I'd become. I really did understand just what had been done to me, but it wasn't the slightest cause for concern, not anymore. Now all I cared about was pleasuring the man using me right now.

He didn't say another word, rather he started humping me even harder. I held onto the chair tightly to keep my balance as he pounded into my willing pussy. I knew he wasn't going to last long, and I relaxed my pussy to help him stay up longer while he was plunging into me. We were both grunting and moaning with his thrusts in no time and I just let myself get swept away in the carnal act. He was enjoying himself and I took my chance to enjoy the feeling of a man's cock pounding into my steaming pussy.

With little more than a grunt from my partner I felt the familiar warmth of a man's seed pouring into my depths as Redgar let out a last animalistic groan of release. My own release cascaded from my well used pussy to the tips of my nipples and my already curled toes as I felt his cock pulsing inside of my depths and filling me with his seed. I shuddered on the chair for a minute after he slid out of me, savoring every ounce of pleasure I could as I felt our mixed juices running out of my well used pussy.

"Thank you, Ana, I'm sure we'll all be proud of your performance tonight." Redgar laughed as he pulled his pants back on.

"I won't disappoint you and I'm glad you had the chance to try me out. I really enjoyed being fucked like a slut." I replied, blushing as I cupped my sticky pussy for a moment as I stood up. I scooped up some of his seed and my juices with my fingers and let my skirt fall back over my legs. I quickly licked my fingers clean, enjoying the salty taste even as I turned a nice dark shade of red. "And I wanted to thank you for making me a fucktoy so I could enjoy myself this much."

"I'm glad you're happy and I look forward to seeing you tonight. Wear something appropriate and enjoy yourself. Be at the main hall at seven." Regard instructed.

I just nodded and strolled out of his office. I had plenty to take care of before the evening and little enough time to do it. I couldn't wait to tell Kylie about it, though I suspected she'd probably get invited as well. It would certainly be good training for her anyway. Now all I had was a little over six hours to get ready and I could feel my just used pussy already twitching in anticipation of the night's entertainment.

I looked at the curtain nervously, waiting impatiently to go on. My nipples were getting nice and stiff from the ice cubes I was holding over them. I'd learned that trick from watching Showgirls and it seemed a nice touch for tonight, especially since it gave me an excellent chance to show off my big new nipples. I saw Kylie motion for me to get ready and I quickly tossed down the ice and pulled my top back down, gasping as I drew the sheer cloth over my sensitive and chilly nips. I smiled as I looked down to see them tenting the fabric of my top, they were the perfect topping for my new melons and I knew the audience would love them. I only hoped that I'd get a chance to play with the whipped cream.

"And may I introduce our next lovely coed, Ana!" Redgar bellowed from the stage. The curtains parted in front of me and I strutted onto the stage. "Don't mind her folks, she a bit shy now, but once you've turned her on, she's becomes a wild tigress waiting to pounce on anything hard and stiff!"

I blushed just a bit as the crowd cheered my entrance. I was doing this for the school and they deserved a great performance. I strutted out like a bitch in heat, showing off my charms with complete abandon. I was dressed in only a frilly transparent white top and a frilly white thong. I could feel my chest bounce with every deliberate step and I knew that every guy in the place was watching them as they jiggled. I giggle loudly, and gave a big wave to the crowd as I thrust out my chest and basked in the lively cheer as I gave all those horny guys an unashamed jiggling of my new rack. I may have grown my tities for Marti, but I just loved it that all these guys would get to appreciate them too.

I was still blushing when I grabbed onto my dancing poll and ran my pussy into the cold metal. I didn't waste any time lubing up the pole with my juices, and I was plenty hot already. My thong was nearly transparent from my leaking pussy and I knew there were plenty of guys scooping out my hairless pussy from the front rows as I humped the pole. Every moment of embarrassment only added to my own inner fires, and I was quickly falling towards that line where I lost all my modesty again, and got to be a pure slut.

"And Finally, for you're pleasure, our latest call girl in training, Kylie!" Redgar boomed as I rubbed my clit into the poll through my thong. The music playing around us was vibrating the pole and I was in heaven just letting it run on my little nub.

Kylie hadn't even bothered with a costume, and strutted out without a stitch. I just swooned as I watched her put the moves on the audience, and slowly glide her way towards me. She smoothly grabbed her pole with confidence and did a quick twirl for a grateful audience.

Then we danced, about eight of us girls did our part on the stage while I watched a generous number of girls serve the guests more directly. I was enjoying myself, bouncing and twirling and laughing while guys got hard just looking at my sexy body. I'd never had a chance to perform like this and it was great. I was also horny enough to fuck a horse, and my nipples didn't need any ice to keep hard as I jiggled along to the music.

I don't know how long it was, but I'd been dancing for quite some time when I noticed a particular pair of eyes staring up at me from the audience. I quickly fell down to the floor and crawled to the edge of the stage and leaned down to him. "Hi daddy! How are you doing? I'd love to give you something for Marti!"

"Of course, Ana, you're looking very nice, and I like how you've grown." Mr. Reiner laughed as he reached up and grabbed one of my dangling tities.

"Thanks, Daddy. I'm glad you like them. I'm growing them just for Marti." I giggled as he flicked my nipple through my shear top.

"Well, let's see how they bounce!" He yelled as he pulled me off the stage and into his chest. I jiggle right into him, then smiled up at his handsome face. "How do you want to enjoy you're daughter's sluty little body?" I chimed while I slipped my delicate little hands into his pants and pulled out his already nicely stiff cock. I was ready for anything, and could hardly wait for whatever came.

"Naked of course! Just like a good slut should be, Ana." Reiner laughed as he ripped off my top with one quick pull. My massive tits swung free and bounced wildly for him. He reached up and squeezed them hard for a moment then cupped them both and tweaked my sensitive nipples while I moaned in open pleasure. "Nice tities like this should be out to be played with young lady. How else will your husband know he has a proper slut if her nipples aren't out and hard from thinking about his cock all day?"

"Oh, of course. I'm just a silly little slut who should know these things. Sorry, Daddy, I shouldn't even think of covering up my big new boobies, especially for my Daddy!" I squealed, tossing my shoulders to bounce my big tits some more. I gasped as my stiff little nipples rubbed up against his business suit. "Or your sluty little cunt either, don't forget that, honey!" Reiner then pulled off my soaked thong and cupped my well-lubricated slit. "My what a good little slut, shaved and wet, just like a man likes it. You're going to make my boy a good wife, big on top and juicy in the middle."

"Thanks Daddy! Now I'm all nice and naked like a good slut, and ready to give you a hard fucking just like a good daughter." I beamed, posing myself for him and anyone else who would want to look. More than a few did, and I winked back.

"Wonderful, now I just need to get one more thing." Mr. Reiner pulled back to the stage for a moment and looked up to Kylie. "Kylie, dear, I think it's time you're pops got an update on you class work, hun."

"Sure Dad!" Kylie squealed and leapt off the stage. She pulled up to him and had his jacket and shirt off in a flash. She bent down and gave each of his nipples a quick lick while her hands pulled his palms over her little boobs. She looked up with pure lust in her eyes, and I could smell her musk from where I stood watching in amazement. I had no idea she knew Mr. Reiner, and I wondered if she really was related.

"Still not getting racked I see. That's too bad you could make a good bit extra a night you know." Reiner laughed as he brought out a series of squeals from Kylie by squeezing her tits. "They are nice and firm though, I suppose that will do for now, you can always change that later."

"I sure can, but I kind of like them this size, Dad. I'm sorry mom didn't have a big enough rack for you!" Kylie spat, even as she squirmed her naked belly against his cock. Of course, I knew her anger turned to lust, and I just sat there simmering in anticipation of what the three of us could do while I absentmindedly fondled my own tit.

"Still the little fire brand, I see. I see you still have work to do before you graduate. You should take lessons from Ana here, she's become the perfect little slut for Marti, and you still have to pay for both of your tuition. You don't want me to have to pay for your part of the wedding present do you?" Reiner asked as he still fondled Kylie's tits. I was really beginning to believe that she was my new daddy's daughter, and I shuddered at the thought.

"No, Dad, I'll cover my part. A whore like me can make lots of money just you wait and see!" Kylie proclaimed proudly.

"Well, princess, why don't you show me just how much you've been learning and fuck this fine gentleman here." Reiner pulled a rather handsome younger man to him.

Kylie immediately pulled her naked little body up to him and looked up into his eyes. "Hey there handsome, I'd really enjoy spending some time with you, if you don't mind."

The man just smiled at the squirming little naked slut that was slowly working on his clothes. "Of course not, cutie."

Kylie just smiled up at that and went about undressing him in record pace while Reiner and I watched. She was practicing her moves, and in not time was flat on her back on a table with this random stranger fucking her hard.

"She always was the aggressive sort, just like her mother, but she'll make a good whore, no doubt about that." Reiner commented to me as we scooted closer together. "Now, you are just a bundle of fun. Why don't we let little Kylie here work on her technique and you show me how much you've learned.

"Sure, Daddy!" I squealed and followed him off to the side of the room. The wall was lined with large pillowed beds, most of which were occupied with classmates and patrons in various points of intimacy. I spotted an open one and quickly pulled Reiner down to it and rolled him onto his back. I quickly finished stripping him and then laid down beside him, pressing my tities into his arm and looking up to him for guidance. "How do you want to enjoy me, Daddy?"

"I'll let you decide, Ana. I'm sure you know all the best ways." He answered.

"I sure do, Daddy. I've been studying really hard." I giggled as I wrapped my fingers around his tool and quickly straddled him. I could tell we were both ready, and I quickly guided his shaft to my gates. I rubbed his head across my tender lips for a moment before finding my passage and impaling myself on his shaft with a long groan from each of us.

I quickly set up a soft pace for us, giving him a long gentle ride for him to enjoy my pussy. I leaned forward and Reiner played with my tits as I bounced on his shaft. It certainly wasn't a wild ride, but I wanted him to last, and give my new Daddy a good time. Reiner didn't seem to mind, and we quietly fucked for quite some time with only soft moans and grunts between us.

"Oh, uh, How do you uh, like my pussy, Daddy?" I grunted as I ground myself onto him. He was well built, and I was enjoying every second of having him in my pussy.

"Very tight and you know how to use it well." He grunted in response. His hands roamed freely over my body, caressing my every curve with a deliciously tender roll of his fingers.

"Thanks, Daddy, I'm glad you like my hot little cunt. I didn't want to be a slut, but I really like it now, and I can't wait to be Marti's fuck toy." I cooed while I pumped him.

"Oh, what were you going to be, Ana?" Reiner asked as he squeezed a moan out of me with my tender tits in his hands.

"I was going to be an Engineer. I really liked designing things." I hummed as I rode my father in law. "All I like now is fucking nice hard cock's like yours though, and letting dirty old men suck on my big tities!"

"In that case," Reiner laughed and bent in to suckle on one of me boobs. I moaned as his tongue rippled across the tender nub and teased it with delightful licks. "Oh, yeah, Daddy, suck my titie!" I cried out as he helped himself to my nipples. Even so I kept up my pace on his shaft, letting him plunge into me over and over with his wonderful cock.

"You are just a little fuck toy now aren't you?" He said as I squirmed on top of him.

"Yes, Daddy, I'm just a little fuck toy for your son, with big boobs and a hot cunt. And I love it!" I squealed as I ground myself on his cock.

Reiner just smiled up at me and played with my nice big boobs while I fucked him. He was such a great man, and a good fuck. It was then that I felt a man's hands cup my bouncing ass and gave my cheeks a pleasant squeeze.

"Do you mind if I enjoy this slut's ass?" I heard from behind me while the hands crept up my sides and over my big tits.

"Of course not, that's what she's here for." Reiner replied.

"Isn't that the truth!" The other man laughed as he played with my boobs while he moved up behind me. I bent over Reiner and spread my ass cheeks. I shivered in anticipation, I didn't often get to have two guys at once. The other man didn't waste any time, and soon I was bucking on two cocks, with my tits jiggling all over Reiner's chest and I know he just loved every second of it from the wide smile on his face.

The rest of the evening fell away into a lust filled haze. After I accepted my new daddy's seed into my steaming pussy it seemed that a line had formed up behind him. It wasn't long before I was fucking and sucking the night away. Occasionally, I'd get the chance to suck off on of our women patrons or one of the other girls from the school. Soon I was just drifting from one erotic haze to another as I was played with and served with every ounce of lust in me. The coat of semen all over me was a testament to just how good I'd been, there wasn't any doubt that I'd shown the school spirit all night long.

The next morning I woke up sore and sticky. My muscles ached from being stretched, and my pussy and ass ached from all the hard fucking. Worse yet was the layer of half dried cum that seemed to cover every part of my body, and had also been smeared all over my sheets. I just lay on my bed for a moment with my legs spread away from my sore bottom and I felt horrible. This was something new, till now I could only remember satisfaction after a good orgy, knowing that my sore body just showed how good I'd pleased everyone, and now I felt just horribly used, like some cheap slut.

I sobbed just thinking about it. I'd been such a whore, I'd even cried out for more like a bitch in heat. I was just some worthless piece of meat to them, and still I gave them every ounce of pleasure I could. It was all just too much, and I let the tears just run down my cheeks. I hadn't really cried since I'd came here, and now I just sobbed like a little girl.

It wasn't long before Kylie had me wrapped in her arms and was gently rocking me while I balled. There weren't any words, nothing she could say and nothing I had to say. I think we were both just surprised neither of us had broken down before. That thought just made me cry harder, realizing that even my returned ability to cry was just another hideous part of my transformation. I didn't even want to figure out why they'd do this to me, and just cried myself out in Kylie's arms.

Finally I pulled myself together and trudged down to the girl's shower. I felt just terrible still, feeling every dried patch of cum on my body. I imagined I would have been quite the alluring spectacle if not for my tear-stained face and bloodshot eyes. At this time of the morning, the girl's shower was empty, it was time for an orgy in the boy's shower, and that left this shower clear. I didn't want any part of another orgy at the moment. It wasn't until I started washing off last night's mess that I even realized just how different that notion was. I'd actually avoided an orgy of my own will. I didn't know what to make of this, and just twisted the thought around in my head, trying to figure out what had happened as I let the flowing water being to cut away at the sticky mess all over my body.

All I knew was that I still wasn't back to my old self, that much was clear. I could still get my juices flowing just thinking about cocks, and that was the new me. It wasn't till I was washing out my cum filled pussy that I stumbled across what had happened. I slipped my fingers into my pussy to help clean myself out, and moaned Marti's name. I shuddered, just this simple penetration had me thinking of my fiancée with untamed lust. If he'd been there right then I would have shown him just how much I loved him. This wasn't entirely new, but it was different, not thinking of Marti, but not being able to think of any other guy sexually.

I quickly thought back to my every sexual encounter since coming here. I remembered all the exquisite pleasures and my own lewd behavior in wonderful detail, but unlike any day before, I didn't have any desire to repeat any of them, at least not with the same guys. It had all been fun, but I was engaged now. It was at that realization that I felt my stomach gnaw at me like it had that morning. I realized just what I'd done, I was guilty, it wasn't for being used, but for who I had let use me. I'd let myself be used like any common whore when I had one guy all to myself.

I felt the tears well up again, realizing that I'd betrayed him. Classes were one thing, I was making myself a better sex toy for him, and since I wasn't a virgin it was very important that I be able to please my Marti every way I could. Orgies for fun were quite another thing, that was just being a whore, and no good wife was a whore, except in her husband's bed or at his command. Sure, I had to fulfill my duty to the school, but I could have done that on stage, I didn't need to get fucked, except for my new Daddy, he had some rights to his future daughter in law until the wedding. I sobbed some more as I finished rinsing off the sticky goo of last nights escapades, and vowed to prove myself to Marti, to make up for being such a slut by become the best wife he could ever want. That was my reason for living now, and I wasn't about to let anything distract me any more.

It had been a long spring, and a new anxiety was welling up as I kept up with my classes. Aside from my class work, I didn't even consider sex with anyone, not even Kylie. We still slept together, but I made her understand that I couldn't cheat on Marti anymore, so all we did was cuddle. Sleeping alone was just too much to bear for either of us. The worst thing was not being able to satisfy my urges, I was still a well- tuned slut, and I craved sexual attention. My commitment to Marti was stronger, but it was still hard for me to handle going without the wonderful fuckings I'd gotten used to. Classes did help take off the edge, but that wasn't nearly enough to satisfy me, and I was there to learn, not just enjoy myself. What I really wanted was to be able to show Marti just how much I loved him.

Kylie was getting along better than I was. She could still fuck with abandon, and often did in her bed while I was trying to sleep. At times like that, I'd just lay there and masturbate under my covers wishing that it was me making those sounds while Marti was pounding my steaming pussy. The fact that we were going to be sisters was just a shock as well. Kylie had taken her mother's maiden name after her parents had divorced, even though Mr. Reiner had gained custody. Kylie didn't talk much about it, but I got the feeling that she hadn't gotten along with him much after the divorce, and now she realized how she'd gotten into school here in the first place. I could sense her anger at that, but I couldn't help her anymore, and she stormed off a lot to go get fucked after thinking about what her dad had done to her.

The beginning of summer brought me a special treat, my one true love was coming to meet me! Mr. Redgar had called me into his office and told me the wonderful news. Mr. Reiner had been pleased by my performance at the party some months earlier, and at my proven devotion to Marti since. I could hardly believe it, but he had decided that I was ready for Marti to get to know me. I was simply in heaven after that, and went through my weekly routine with a happy air to my steps. I did have to be careful not to sing sweet nothings while Kylie was around after she gave me a few very harsh looks at my obviously merry self. I sympathized with her, after all she wasn't going to have a wonderful man like Marti to marry, but I didn't let her negative attitude get me down. After all, everything I'd been prepared for was about to happen, and I didn't want anything to go wrong.

I stewed for that week, just anticipating the day, and then finally it came. I couldn't think of a better day to meet my love. It was perfectly sunny, with a slight breeze on a wonderfully warm day, just the perfect weather for running around naked, which I was certainly hoping to get to do. I dressed up in my favorite dress, a modest thing, but one that still showed off all my curves nicely without showing off too much skin. I toyed with the idea of not wearing my underwear, but I decided against it. I'd gotten much more modest since that orgy, and had even taken up underwear again. I didn't want Marti to think I was anyone's slut but his, and I'm sure he'd enjoy getting to undress me too, just like a Christmas present. I giggled at that thought, and made sure to wear my best frilly underwear just for that. The panties and the bra each had a nice little bow that he could tug on and they'd fall open for him.

I sat impatiently in the visitor's center just waiting for Marti after I'd dressed. I fumbled with the heart locket with his picture that was dangling from my neck. I knew so much about him, but I'd never touched him, and now I just wanted to wrap myself around him and let him know just how much I missed not being with him. Finally, Mr. Redgar strode out into the meeting room with my Marti in tow. I think I just melted in that instant, Marti was so much more than I could have dreamt of. He was perfectly handsome, with his round little face and glasses. I could hardly stand to look upon such magnificence but I couldn't resist either, he was just so perfect. I know this only took a moment, and before he had even set his eyes on me, I stood up and strolled gingerly over. This was the most important moment of my life, meeting my man, my love, for the first time.

"Ah, Marti, her she is, Ana, your fiancée if you find her acceptable." Mr. Redgar waved a hand towards me as I approached.

Marti just looked at me with an awe struck stare. He certainly looked me over with a satisfying leer, but he was stuck with some kind of disbelief that I just couldn't help but giggle at.

"Hi, Marti. I'm so happy to finally meet you!" I smiled and put out my hand. I know, I wanted to just wrap myself around him and kiss him all over, but he looked so cute and helpless that I didn't want to scare him off. I must have been quite the surprise, he must have thought I was some ugly girl or something.

"Uh, hello." Marti stuttered and after a moment's hesitation he reached out and took my hand. I shuddered just feeling his masculine fingers wrap themselves around my dainty fingers. We shook hands, and then he pulled away first. I was really beginning to think he had a confidence problem, but I wasn't to worried, with a woman like me in his bed, he'd feel like the strong man he was in no time.

"Well, I'm sure you two have a lot to talk about. Why don't you take a walk around the grounds? If you need anything, Marti, just call my office. Have fun, and just be sure to check out at the main gate when you leave." Redgar smiled and then walked away without any further ado.

Marti just stood there, still looking quite stunned, so I decided I would have to take action. I reached down and grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the door. "Come on, Marti, I know a great path where we can stroll and no one will bother us."

That was quite true, because I'd reserved it just for today. That was the way things worked around here for us betroved students. We got special privilege to campus spots when our fiancés came to visit, and I reserved the perfect path and make out spot for us. I just hoped that Marti wouldn't mind having some fun.

Marti didn't resist my tugs, and just followed along like some puppy. I did feel pretty weird directing him around, it just wasn't right for a girl to take charge, but I had the sinking feeling that Marti would require a lot of confidence building before he actually took his proper place in our relationship. I stayed quiet though as I led him off to the walking path, not wanting to take away any chances for him to take charge.

It wasn't until we were well on the path, and we were both very much by ourselves that Marti piped up again. "Wait, Ana."

I stopped right in my tracks and turned around to face him. "Yes, Marti?"

"My Dad, and Mr. Redgar both told me that you've been conditioned or something to be my girlfriend. I know that sounds crazy, but that's what they've told me. Do you know anything about that?" Marti asked, genuine concern lacing his words. I didn't know what to make of that, I couldn't imagine Marti not knowing that I was supposed to marry him.

"Of course silly. I'm going to be your wife, if you'll have me." I pouted a bit at the last part. How could anyone turn down a slut made especially for them?

Marti just frowned at that, looking even more perplexed then he had before. "What's wrong, Marti? Did I say something wrong?"

"Yes, you don't know me, how could you say you're going to be my wife? What did they do to you?" Marti asked. I could feel outrage in his voice. He really hadn't known about me before and I was getting truly worried. He might decide to turn me away, and that would be horrible. I couldn't even imagine that.

"I do know you, Marti, I know you love anime for all the doe eyed girls, and you love to watch war shows and build model trucks and had five of your dad's old playboys under your bed in junior high. All they did to me was make me into the perfect wife for you, so that I could love you and give you my heart." I quickly rattled off. "Please don't turn me away, Marti. I do love you, and I'll be a great wife for you, just don't turn me away."

Then he did just that, turned away. I felt my stomach turn at the despondent look in his eyes as he did. Something was wrong, something dreadful, and he was lost in thought again. I pulled up to him and pressed myself into his side. "Please, Marti, just let me make it better. I'll do anything you want."

Marti turned around and looked at me with a sudden fierceness in his eyes. "I know, Ana, I didn't believe it was possible, but I really do believe now. Don't worry I won't abandon you, not until you want me too."

I warmed at his words and squeezed myself to his chest while he ran a hand over my head. This was what I wanted, to be in his care, just like this.

"Is there a spot where we can sit and talk privately? I want to know some things about what's happened here." Marti asked.

"Of course, just up a little bit there's a clearing with some benches and a little picnic. I thought you'd like it." I chimed. I had hoped that a nice little picnic would be an excellent pretext for him to seduce me, not that he needed to, I just figured he'd enjoy the idea of seducing me in a field.

"That sounds good." Marti replied and we set off. I grabbed his hand as I walked beside him, and he didn't pull away even though he did give me a surprised look.

It didn't take us long to make it to the clearing and soon we were sitting down and eating the lunch I'd packed. It wasn't much, but then it was never comfortable fucking on a full stomach so I didn't want to cause a problem that way. We got into discussing my life and especially my time here at school. It had taken some prodding, I didn't want him to know how much of a slut I'd been in those early days, but eventually he got the full story of my transformation into the woman I now was.

"So you're just a pretty young lady who my Dad choose to be my wife, and they programmed you to love me and turn yourself into some kind of sex toy for me." Marti stated, recapping my much longer story. He had paid exquisite attention to my stories, even asking some rather embarrassing questions about my behavior. I had to answer of course, but that hadn't kept me from blushing rather deeply.

"Yep, I've been prepared to be you're perfect wife, obedient, publicly modest and privately passionate. Don't think I'm some brain washed bimbo though, I'm every bit as smart as I was before coming here, and I've been studying very hard and not just in my sex ed classes." I proudly replied. I had a lot to be proud of to, at least I thought so.

"And none of that bother's you in the least? Didn't you have other plans before they did this to you?" Marti asked, his obvious concern still flowing with his words. I'd begun to understand his problem. He hadn't expected this, and was rather put off by the idea of having a programmed wife like me.

"I guess I did have plans, but that doesn't matter any more, and neither does any of my old feelings about my changes. I'm yours now, just like I should be." I replied confidently. Hopefully, I could convince him that this was the proper way of things. I certainly believed that, and if he didn't I didn't even want to think about life without him.

Marti just drifted off into thought again after that. I pulled up to him and just cuddled while he considered whatever it was he was considering. It was so nice to be close to him like this after having waited so long. I just felt so wonderful that I soon drifted off to sleep still cozily pressed up against him.

"Wake up, Ana." Marti spoke as he gently rocked my arm. "I want to ask you something."

I yawned and stretched for a moment. I had never felt so refreshed in all my days. "Of course, honey, what do you want to know."

"You said you're supposed to be obedient, does that mean you'll do anything I tell you to?" Marti asked, obviously thinking of something.

"Of course, Marti, I'll do anything you tell me to do." I replied. Finally he seemed to be getting it, I was his wife, his slut, here to provide for his pleasure. Now, I was just waiting patiently for his first command, his first use of his new lover.

Marti smiled at my reply. "Good, I guess I'm going to have to risk it then. Ana, I want you to remember the real you, the girl that came to school here. Forget about all that stuff they programmed you to become. I want to talk to the old Ana. Can you do that for me?"

I screamed, at least I think I did. Suddenly everything seemed to be boiling in my head. I was awash in sensations and memories and something that I couldn't understand, ripping apart my thoughts. I fell to the ground, clutching my head, whimpering as Marti's words sank in, reshaping my reality.

The viscous storm subsided quickly, and I felt things running around in my head again, finding their places. It was the strangest sensation, like I was rebuilding myself brick by brick. Worst of all, I could see the foundation, sense the bricks laid at the bottom, and I knew Marti would be disappointed, even the fact that I cared about his feelings told me what I would be left with.

Marti was holding me in his arms when I came back to my senses. I felt very safe in those arms, but now I understood just where those feelings came from, and actually hated the source, though not the effect.

"Thanks for trying, Marti." I said softly as I regained my voice.

"What do you mean? Are you okay?" Marti asked, obvious concern laced his tongue again and I warmed at his concern. I did still love him, regardless of the rest.

"I'm better now, but I still love you, I still have the same drives, but I feel like myself again, not like the new me. I can't really explain it, but I'm not free of all the programming, just my acceptance of it." I answered, trying my best to explain the way I was feeling. It was like burning down a forest, all the brush was gone, but the naked trees were left standing, holding tight my responses though not my internal justifications. I hated what had been done to me, but couldn't resist the effects. The difference was minor, but I felt almost real again.

"Damn, I knew it wouldn't be that easy." Marti frowned. "Don't worry, Ana, I'll figure out a way to help you, and everyone else here."

That shocked me. Here I was a poor little girl he didn't know, and he was going to risk his neck for me. If I wasn't already in love with him, I think I would have fallen right then anyway. It's just not easy for a girl not to fall for a hero, especially when she was the damsel in distress.

"Be careful, Marti, they could always put you in here, make you into somebody's boy toy. I couldn't live with myself if that happened to you because of me." I warned. That was the last thing that I wanted, for Marti to be put in danger because of me. Sure it was romantic, but I wanted him for myself and I didn't want to see him on the wrong side of the people who had programmed me.

"I will, don't worry. I have to think about this and call up some people before I do anything. Do you think you can handle your normal routine here for a while?" Marti asked. I could see in his eyes that he was considering what to do next.

"It'll be weird, but I don't think I'll have any trouble. Like I said, my urges haven't changed, so all I have to do is flow with them. At least I hope so." I answered. I had no idea how easy or hard it would be. I had a sense of my old self back to me, but I had no idea how long it would last or how deeply it truly went.

"Well, it's too late to fix that. I don't know if it will make any difference but I order you to behave just like before we met, except when we're alone. Hopefully, that will help." Marti commanded. I could feel myself soak up his words, his pleasure was still at the root of my being, so it seamed that his order would be enough to pin together my programming and my renewed sense of self.

"Great, now do you mind if we do one more thing before you leave?" I asked, taking up a sexy little smile. I pressed up against him with my breasts and tried to leave no doubt what I wanted to do. I had waited several months for the chance to be with him, and now we were alone, and he was going to risk his own life for mine. I very well had to give him a taste of what I had to offer.

"What?" Marti asked, though I find it hard to believe he couldn't figure out what I wanted.

"I am your perfect sex toy, aren't I? Aren't you the least bit curious just how fun I am to play with?" I giggled, grabbing his hands and placing them over my breasts.

"Ah, are you sure you want to?" Marti asked. I smiled at his concern, and helped him squeeze my nice melons.

"Of course, Marti. I still have all my urges, and I'm in love with you. So why don't you quit trying to deny yourself and enjoy your good fortune." I answered. This boy really was a boy scout, and that made me want him all the more. I don't know why, or how, but I wanted to fuck him more than I'd thought possible, even more than before he tried to fix me. Now all I hoped was that my moves would break down his unwillingness. I understood him not wanting to take advantage of me in my state, but I wanted him to so badly I could feel myself leaking. I wanted him to use me, and I hoped he wouldn't take too long making up his mind.

I looked right into his eyes, trying with all my heart to show him how sincere I was. Our hands were still over my breasts, and I knew he could feel my heart racing through my dress. He sniffed at the air and I knew it was the musky smell of my hot little pussy that he smelled as it soaked my panties. He looked into my eyes now, and his look of concern shifted, and I swooned in happiness. Marti's face grew the widest and most wicked smile I'd seen in some time and he gave my tities a wonderful squeeze of his own.

I squealed happily and pulled close to him, giving him the deepest, most passionate kiss I'd given anyone in my life. We wrapped our arms around each other and held our embrace while our tongues danced. I would have been in heaven except for what I knew would come next, and I was already aching in anticipation.

Marti pulled away from my lips, his hands gripping my waist. "I just hope you don't regret this later."

I just shook my head, reached down and loosened the waist of my dress. I lifted up my arms and looked into Marti's eyes again. "Don't worry about that, just hurry up and unwrap me, silly!"

Marti laughed as he grabbed onto the sides of my dress and pulled it up and over my head in one smooth motion. I giggled as the breeze tickled my nearly naked flesh, and thrust out my chest for him. I was smiling brightly now, my flesh on display for the man that I loved, and soon, soon we would know everything about each other that a man and woman should. I just quivered at the thought, knowing I didn't have long to wait.

"You really are wrapped like a present, aren't you?" Marti smiled as he reached in and tugged at the bow that rested in my cleavage. With just one tug, it gave way, and I giggled as I felt the cups of the bra open up and fall away. The frilly little thing just fell down my sides and down my back till it landed behind me, just like it had been designed to do. Now I was topless, perfectly exposed for him, and I could see in his eyes just how alluring he found me as he took in my bountiful bosom.

"I hope you like them, I grew them just for you, Marti." I cooed as he just stared at my wonderfully large breasts. I could feel my nipple getting hard from the breeze, and from my own stoked passions.

"Grew them?" Marti asked in wonder as he reached up and cupped them tenderly. He weighed them and squeezed them while I whimpered happily at his explorations. "They are just perfect though, especially these."

I moaned openly when he bent down and took my right nipple into his mouth and suckled on me while his tongue flicked the hard nub at the tip of my breast. I swooned again, happy that he liked my new breasts, and that he'd overcame his reluctance to play with me. I may have hated being turned into a sex toy, but I couldn't help but enjoy being one.

"Aren't you going to finish unwrapping me?" I asked after he finally pulled away from my chest. I spread my legs invitingly to give him easy access to the ribbon holding my panties together. The smell of my ready pussy drifted up even easier now, and anyone could see I'd soaked my panties with my juices.

"Don't you think you're getting ahead of yourself?" Marti smiled. He ran his hands over his own sides, and I giggled again. Of course he wanted me to undress him, and I'd gotten so wrapped up in presenting myself I hadn't even considered that.

I just looked up with a wicked grin and proceeded to almost literally tear away everything he wore. I didn't actually damage anything, but I ripped away those clothes so quickly that he was actually surprised I hadn't. Daily practice in undressing quickly certainly hadn't gone to waste! In mere moments I was the most dressed of either of us, and I knew we'd soon be imitating Adam and Eve in a moment, though naturally we wouldn't be bothering with any fig leaves.

With my returned sense of self, I could see that Marti wasn't built like any Greek god. I remembered having those thoughts when I first saw him, and any time I'd though of him since I'd learned of our pending marriage. Still, that really didn't matter, my love and desire for him were both still untamed and eager. While he still kneeled across from me on the picnic blanket, I lay down and spread my legs, giving him a perfect view of my still covered pussy. I looked up eagerly and smiled, hoping to draw him in.

"Come on, Marti, there's one more thing to unwrap and then we can enjoy it together!" I invited. One thing we wouldn't need was foreplay, I was still dripping with lust, and I could see his marvelous tool swinging stiffly between his legs as he crawled up between my thighs.

"Are you sure, Ana?" He asked sincerely, his hand gripping the ribbon that held my last defense together. I wished I could only let him know just how much I wanted to fall to his invader right now.

"I've never wanted anything so badly in all my life, Marti, I love you, and right now I want to make love to you. Now please, finish unwrapping me." I coaxed, filling my words with every ounce of the spirit I felt. I just hoped that he would finally accept me, and we could join together beautifully.

No sooner had those last words left my lips then I felt a slight tug between my legs and felt the summer air drift coolly over my suddenly exposed and soaked pussy lips. I propped myself on my elbows and looked wantonly into his eyes, and he drew closer, moving over me until our lips met again. He was now resting between my legs, his manhood aimed at my gates perfectly and hovering just outside them. Our naked flesh touched and passed, my nipples traveling across his chest as we moved towards perfect union. We kissed passionately as he closed that final distance and I felt the warm bulge of his cock pressing into my lower lips. Marti thrust into me with one smooth long push, forcing back my tender folds and filling me with his hardness. We both moaned deeply, wonderfully with every moment of his thrust until I felt his sack resting between my legs and his shaft fully and deeply inside me.

"Oh, Marti, thank you for everything!" I swooned. He'd done so much already, and now he was giving me the fucking I so desperately wanted, and after we finished he was going to go off and save me. I had never been so happy in all my life, fulfilled as deeply and intimately as I was at that moment. I squeezed down on his hard shaft in thanks, and felt him twitch with excitement within me. I knew he wouldn't last long, but we had all afternoon, and with luck, Marti wouldn't mind spending it locked together this intimately.

Marti just smiled and began moving inside me, pulling himself slowly out of my steaming folds. I could sense in him that he wasn't the kind that talked while making love as he withdrew from my quaking and moaning body. I stifled the urge to speak as well, letting us both fall into the animal passions that were quickly building inside us.

I lifted my hips to hold him inside me as long as I could but he soon pulled his tool to my gates again, and I could feel only the head of his shaft inside me. He looked down at me, looking into the eyes of a lust- crazed woman, and a shimmer of regret seemed to twinkle in his eyes for a second before he plunged into me again. My eyelids closed as I let out a cry of fulfillment. He may have been uncertain, but he was giving me a wonderful fuck.

I thrust my hips back to me his thrust, and I was impaled again. He gave me another moment to enjoy the wonderful fullness of having his cock inside me before he pulled back again. He plunged into me again a moment later and I pulled him down on top of me, and pressing my lips to his. We humped shallowly into each other as our tongues danced together. I felt completely whole in that moment, joined perfectly with the other half of my soul.

It wasn't long before Marti was grunting wildly and pounding his shaft into me with wonderful force. I knew he wasn't conditioned like I was to make the experience last, but I did my best to keep him on the edge. He was determined to enjoy me in his own way, and I did nothing to hinder his enjoyment of my eager flesh.

He pulled me out of my pleasure filled haze with a sudden squeeze on my jiggling breasts. He looked down and smiled as I cooed while he kneaded my pillowy tits. With his hands still playing with my chest, I felt him shift his hips and I cried out in surprised wonder as he played across my clit with each new thrust. If I hadn't been conditioned to come after my partner, I would have been quivering in orgasm right then, as it was I went wild with lust and fucked him back as hard as I could.

Suddenly I felt Marti's hands fall away from my chest and grip my ass. He bent down again and kissed me as he plunged his shaft into my depths and sent his seed shooting into my depths. We cried out instantly into each other's lips as we came together. I milked his shaft as it poured wonderful volumes of Marti's seed into my depths. My only regret was that I was still on the pill, that I couldn't give him a child today.

Marti rolled onto his back taking me along with him and keeping his cock still inside me. He looked up into my eyes and smiled joyously. My heart warmed, knowing he had enjoyed me just as much as I had him. We really had made a wonderful couple.

"I've never felt anything like that before, Ana, it was great!" Marti sighed, running his hands along my back and over my rump. His fingers lighting fire all along my smooth skin as he did.

I just giggled and kissed him playfully. "Of course, silly, I conditioned to be a great lover. I really enjoyed your performance too."

"You better not remind me too much or I might just decide to keep you the way you are. You have to admit a willing sex toy is something a man doesn't have offered everyday." Marti laughed as he squeezed my ass. I could feel him getting hard in me again and hoped he'd take advantage of me at least once more before the day was over. At the very least I was enjoying having my naked body resting on top of his, enjoying his closeness and our intimacy.

"Yeah, I know, but you know I can't stop you, until my programming is removed, I'll do anything you say." I squeezed down on his already stiff cock to emphasize my point. Pleasing Marti was still at the core of my purpose in life. Sure, I wanted my old life back, or at least the freedom to choose my own destiny, but at this moment I was in Marti's arms, and he was even more important that such selfish concerns.

"Well I guess one more little romp wouldn't hurt anything, then I'll have to get going. I have a lot to do if I'm going to have a chance to take this place down." Marti said. He pulled my head down and kissed me again with a wonderful passion I'd missed with all those partners I'd fucked here at school. This wasn't just sex, we both knew, it was more than that, may be even love, though I could only dare to dream that Marti shared those feeling at this point.

We fucked wildly again, passionately like two long lost lovers. I don't know how many more times he came inside me, but we spent the afternoon locked together in beautiful harmony. Then, finally it was time for Marti to leave, I'd already kept him longer than he'd planned, not that either of us regretted it. We quickly dressed again, though both of us had that wonderful look of having spent an afternoon in a lover's arms. We smelled it too, and I felt like his seed would be dripping from me for weeks.

"Now remember to act like everything is normal, Ana. I should be able to get something together soon, but you can't give us away before then. You think you can do it?" Marti asked with his hands over my shoulders and a concerned look in his eye.

"I will, I have to. Be careful, Marti." I answered. There wasn't any choice, this wasn't just my fate, it was his in the balance as well. I could handle loosing myself again, but the thought of costing Marti his freedom was more than I could bear to think about.

"Be careful yourself, Ana." He bent down and gave me a warm kiss. Certainly we weren't going to part yet, we would do that officially back at the main gate, but once we set off down the path again, I would be the new sex toy Ana again. This was our last moment of honesty before the act would begin.

The walk back was quiet, we both were still fresh in the afterglow of our coupling and we had said everything that we needed to say. All that was left was that last mile, and we strolled patiently hand in hand. Finally, we reached the gate, Marti checked out and we gave our formal good-byes. I don't think anyone would have thought it was just an act when we kissed openly and Marti fondled me. I'm not even sure it was, but it didn't matter as it was over too soon and I was left alone again. Mr. Redgar smiled as Marti left, obviously happy that Mr. Reiner would have his new daughter in law, and doubtlessly gain a nice reward for accomplishing the feat. I just padded my way back to my dorm, showered and went to bed as the sun was setting. It had been a long, tiring and wonderful day and I just put my head on the pillow and dozed off to a land of wonderful dreams.

The next few weeks passed very slowly. My returned sense of self was suppressed but I could still feel it beneath the mask I had to wear. I don't think anyone could have suspected the truth, I still did everything I had done before, and was only glad that my training had advanced far enough to free me from the constant fucking I had so enjoyed earlier. It was truly odd, that I could look back almost fondly at the memories of what I had done, like they were viewed through the lens of my attitudes at the time. I was grateful for that, I don't think I could have dealt with what would have been my true reaction to my treatment and behavior.

While everything else was the same, I was able to think of things beyond classes and Marti for the first time in months. In truth, my thoughts turned most to my own future. Certainly, I still loved Marti, but I knew that could change if my programming was reversed. I realized now just how pointless my old life had been. I'd spent all my time preparing for my future, but I hadn't lived my life. I certainly hadn't wanted to be turned into a sexual plaything, but it had given me a perspective on some of what I'd been missing. It wasn't just the sex though, it was everything else too. I'd looked myself in my room to study when there were sunny spring days to enjoy, friends to make, and in general life to live. So, here I was realizing how much I'd wasted when I had the freedom to choose, and now I was left with the hope that I could seek my own path again someday soon.

It wasn't until I'd returned from my day with Marti that I even thought about Kylie. I had thought to talk to him about her, but my programmed response to his presence had washed any thought of Kylie from my mind, and after that so many other things distracted me that the subject hadn't came up. I wondered if he knew, or by now guessed what had became of her. It didn't matter much though, I knew. If he could rescue me he could rescue her too.

It was nearly a month before Marti returned for a second visit. This didn't really surprise me, it would have taken time for him to make his plans and it was customary not to allow too much access to the students here to their partners. I was very happy to see him, and shamelessly gave him a passionate kiss the moment he cleared the front gate. In part this was still part of the act, but I real had missed him. We soon strolled back out to the same spot we'd made love at the last time and sat down.

"How are you holding up?" He asked. He'd looked a bit worried after we started our little walk.

"Okay, I'm glad to see your still in one piece. It's been really weird seeing everything going on around me with my old sense of propriety back. I'm just kind of glad I couldn't really act on any of the feelings." I answered. It was an odd state of being, knowing just how wrong everything around me was, and not only did I not say anything but I even participated. "The sex ed classes are the strangest though, doing everything so openly and like it's just some fucked up gym class."

Marti just gave me a twisted smile at that. "I bet. Well I've had a little luck in getting things together. I shipped in a package for you. It's a model truck I built, but if you twist and pull off the hubcaps I stowed away some little wireless cameras. They're very special little cameras that should make them hard to detect when they transmit. I want you to place them in some places where they can capture incriminating evidence. Since they think you're just another student, I don't think you should have a problem."

"I guess not, is there any place special you'd like me to put them?" I asked.

"You know the inner workings here better than I do, use you're best judgement, though I'd guess that the offices would be a good place to start." Marti instructed. That seemed reasonable enough to begin with, Mr. Redgar and the rest of the administrators would certainly provide plenty of evidence with just their normal behavior. Even getting in wouldn't be too much of a problem, I had another scheduled meeting for the fall semester coming up, and that would work perfectly.

"Is that all that we're going to do?" I asked. Certainly this would provide some evidence, but I wasn't sure that it would be enough.

"I have some other things going on, but I don't want you to know about them at this point. If they catch you I don't want you being able to compromise any more of the plan than necessary. Also if they do catch you, I want you to tell them that it was my father that told you to plant the cameras for as long as you can. Eventually they'll wear you down, but if they come for my dad, that will warn me that you were discovered so I can run and come up with another plan." Marti explained. It all seemed reasonable enough, though certainly cold. I knew there wasn't a choice, and though I could help a lot, Marti was the one who would truly be saving me. If he was caught, there was no hope for me to ever make it out of this place, though it was possible that I would be brainwashed back to a state where I didn't mind my fate at all.

"I understand, I just hope everything works out." I said, wrapping myself around him. He hugged me back warmly.

"I do too, Ana. I can't believe what they've done to you here, and I won't let them keep you." Marti replied, patting me on the head to comfort me. I was just gushing with emotion, everything that had been pent up over the last month, suspended below the surface just came bubbling out. It felt good being in his arms, and we just stood there like that for a while.

After that we sat and had lunch. I told him that Kylie was here as well and he stormed around the clearing for a while, quietly cursing. I think he knew, suspected anyway, that she had been here with me, but it still hurt to know for sure. Finally he settled down, and we both laid down and just watched the clouds go by for a while. Eventually, I offered myself again, and we spent the rest of the afternoon naked and fucking. It was wonderful and over all too soon for my tastes. Still, he had to leave when he had to leave, and I just gave him one last passionate goodbye kiss before he left.

His gift was waiting for me when I returned to my room. I waited until Kylie was out to examine the wheels, and pulled out six small cameras. Each was no larger than a quarter, and seemed to be mostly just a lens and with a few small slits that I figured was for the microphone. On their back was a small tab and I peeled it away just enough to see that they were backed with adhesive. All I had to do was find a convent spot and stick them there. With any luck no one would find them until after Marti had made his move.

It was an adventure placing the little cameras. First I didn't exactly have pockets in any of the clothes I wore now, so I could only carry one or two at a time snuggly tucked between my breasts. Getting them out was pretty fun too, since I didn't exactly wear low cut dresses, but I managed. Sneaking around was different too, I could feel how contrary it was to my programming. If not for Marti's orders I couldn't have done it, but I finally pulled it off. I placed one camera in Mr. Redgar's office, though it never would see anything placed where I put it. It would pick up his counseling sessions which I figured would be plenty interesting with just the audio anyway. I actually managed to hide another camera in a small tree that was placed in the administrative conference room. Another went into the auditorium. Since the fall semester was soon to begin, I assumed that there would be another indoctrination session, and with that plenty of evidence for Marti. The rest got placed around campus in odd spots where I hoped they might pick up something interesting, like the classrooms and dorm halls.

All that was left for me to do after that was wait, and everyday was just painfully long. Every time I saw one of the teachers or administrators coming near me, I bristled inside. Nothing seemed amiss, though, at least to them, but I was on edge. If they caught me, I knew I was toast for the immediate future, and likely Marti would join me soon after. I could hardly bear the thought, but I'd done what he'd told me too and I couldn't have done other wise.

When I wasn't worried about being caught, my thoughts turned again to my future. I considered that I would like to go back to school, a real school though. I didn't know what I would take, but that didn't matter just yet. I also hoped Marti would still take me in, I knew it was my nicely twisted thoughts that told me I wanted that. Still, I couldn't deny it either. I also hoped to keep some of my changes in place, I could certainly stand to retain some confidence and passion. I wondered just how possible it would be to remove my programming. It would be an almost supreme irony to go through all this and still remain a brainwashed sex toy.

With the start of another fall semester, a special announcement was made to all of us students. Until the new class had adapted to our ways, we were supposed to play it normal. For the most part, it didn't matter, most of us had already progressed to the state where most of our modesty had returned. Only those of us like Kylie who didn't have a respectable destination had to change their behavior. The biggest change would be the temporary ending of open fucking across the campus and the sex ed classes. Since the dorms were segregated between current and new students, the dorms would still be a free for all after the halls locked up for the evening. It was a necessary caveat for all the boys and girls who needed to fuck with some regularity or else dissolve into a sick kind of madness.

Kylie and I found ourselves watching the chaos of move in day from our window.

"It's hard to believe that was us a year ago." I laughed, I could feel my programming hard at moments like this. I was programmed to be happy for them, when in truth I wished I could run out and tell them all what was in store for them if they stayed. I couldn't very well do anything now though, and I knew it. The worst thing was if I did try to warn them, no one would listen to me, and if they did, they'd end up on the fast track to reprogramming.

"If only they knew." Kylie giggled. She had her skirt rapped up around her waist and was casually rubbing her clit while she surveyed the new class.

"See anything good?" I asked. It wasn't quite natural making small talk anymore, but I wore the mask well, and just let it do the talking for me. I was supposed to just objectify the new class, after all I'd be called on to help tutor them to become every bit the playthings that Kylie and I were. I could hardly recall the last time I'd heard someone complain about their fate, even Kylie's rages had been subjugated. That left me, alone with my senses, acting every bit the toy that all my classmates had became. If not for the hope of escape, this walking nightmare would have long since torn me apart.

"A couple of hunks and plenty of cute girls. To bad you can't join in casually anymore. I think this will be a bumper year for virgin parties." Kylie smiled wistfully. That certainly was an experience to remember, I shuddered at the memory. I could hardly believe it, but I did warmly recall that evening and all that I'd done and all that had been done to me.

"Well, there's still classes and tutoring. I don't doubt I'll get to enjoy most of the new ones." I replied, my own merry smile painted on my lips. The lustful tone to my voice unmistakable to my roommate. It was so weird, just letting myself go like this. Even after two months it was still unnerving to just let the mask take over, say what it wanted to say and do what it would. I can't fight it, fighting it would reveal my freedom, but I couldn't escape the strangeness of my current reality.

Kylie giggled at my comment. "I knew there was still a slut under all those pretty dresses."

"Yep, but only for my Marti." I replied, momentarily feeling the mask and my true feelings in sync. It was a wonderful warmth, even though I knew it was only a moment where my freedom touched my programming. My love for Marti was still sourced from my conditioning, and that conditioning was the mask now, except for those things that had been plunged to the depths of my soul.

"You're hopeless." Kylie laughed, and turned back out to the chaos below.

I looked out again as well. So many bright faces, so much hope, and all so fully doomed. I could only hope that Marti succeeded soon, before these young men and women fell to their own reshaping. I smiled, licking my lips just like I was supposed to, though I was not thinking the thoughts that were supposed to be going through my mind. I wasn't thinking of how good they'd be in bed, or how much fun it would be to watch them change, but no own could have guessed it from the look in my eyes. The mask was set, and all I could do was wait and watch and hope.

I was walking to class at the beginning of the second week when I first spotted a dark suited man. He was dressed in a sharp black suit, with jet-black hair and a pair of black sunglasses, just the perfect image of a devious agent of evil. I just shuddered when I saw him, but I didn't stop, or stare. I shouldn't have taken notice of him, I could even feel that my mask had purposely ignored him. With that I assumed they were just part of scenery, someone I wasn't supposed to notice, and thus I did my part and pretended not to notice them.

My worry about the dark man increased over the coming days. Slowly it seemed like they were everywhere, and each was carrying around small devices with strange looking antennas. They had discovered the cameras, apparently and were tracking them down precisely. I could see the worried look on the faces of administrators and unprogrammed teachers. They were all rattled, and I could only assume I was the reason.

I masked my concern for my safety the same way I had with everything else. Even for the presence of the dark men, school still went on as normal and I had an odd perspective to watching my new classmates slowly fall to their reprogramming. The girls were quickly wearing ever- shorter skirts and revealing blouses, and some had even forsaken underwear, especially bras. I did catch view of more than a few naked pussies on the new girls though. The guys were doing their part to, going around with tighter shirts and shorts. Some were going topless too, much to my own carnal delight. I might be in love, but my carnal appetites were still very alive and well. Watching the new students run around in an obvious daze as their world shifted was almost enough to let me forget my own worries, but not for long enough.

The lack of sex ed classes left me with a new yearning as well. I was still a very sex charged young woman, but I was honor bound to not engage in recreational sex without Marti's permission. I hadn't even considered that I wouldn't have classes to blow off steam in, and I soon found myself resorting to using a nice thick dildo on my pussy while Kylie got to fuck real live guys in her bed. It wasn't nearly the same thing, sex was more than just having something in my pussy, though it did help some. If I did see Marti again, I'd have to get his permission so I could fuck at least a little when classes weren't on. I only hoped he wouldn't think that I was some kind of slut, but I guess I was. It wasn't something I could help, it was what they'd made me. They'd done a remarkable job too. I could admit that, even if I hated the thought of what they'd done to me.

At the top of everything else was the thought that wouldn't leave my mind. The hope that Marti would come, soon, and save me. That he would come and whisk me away to some safe place where he could ravish me and we would never be apart. It was the one thing keeping me going, and I only hoped it wouldn't be long before it happened. I knew I wouldn't get any warning, it would all come quickly and then I'd either be the perfect little sex toy again or I'd be free from this place. It was all beyond my control now, and I waited impatiently to find out just what would happen.

The first sign that the day had came was a helicopter flying overhead. I just looked up at the strange thing. I couldn't remember any other aircraft flying over the school before. It had been placed out in the middle of western Nebraska for a reason, no one came this way. There wasn't anything here, the nearest town was nearly deserted and still a long way away. The fields around the school were all owned by the school, both to provide cover and prevent escape. There was nothing out here anyone could be interested in but us.

I didn't think much of the helicopter until a moment later when I saw a small group of dark suited men run out of a building. They were carrying a strange looking device, some kind of odd electrical device that reminded me of a cross between a tesla coil and an electro magnet. They pointed it at the helicopter and I felt a strange sensation pass through me. The helicopter suddenly stopped making noise, and I watched as it's rotor stopped and it fell quickly to the ground, crashing with a large explosion just outside the school. I realized that the device must have been some kind of EMP weapon, and that the school was under threat.

My heart raced with anticipation, but I just allowed my mask to sit tight for the moment, and continued on my way to class. With luck this would be the final moments of my time here, but I could not very well risk discovery now. I strolled off, wondering just what was next and hoping for salvation.

I hadn't even gone a hundred yards before I found out. A plane flew overhead spraying a white mist into the air. I instinctively covered my mouth as I watch the mist drift down, wondering what it could be. As it enveloped me, I quickly discovered it was some kind of knock out gas as I felt myself drift away. I fell to the ground and fell asleep.

I groggily awoke some time later, I had no way of know how long I'd been out. I was lying in a bed, still dressed for class. I took a quick look around to see many rows of cots lined around me, all filled with fellow students, some waking but most still looked asleep. My head pounded slightly, and I lay back, wondering just what had happened. Either we were being prepared for reprogramming or being checked out in some kind of field hospital, I couldn't tell. All I could do again was wait, and hope that my head quick pounding.

A few minutes after I woke up a young woman in military uniform came by with a small cart. She walked up to me with a glass of water and a couple of pills. She looked shocked and sympathetic at the same time. "Hello, take this, it'll help with the head ache."

I just nodded my thanks and quickly swallowed the pills and emptied the glass. If this was malicious there wasn't much chance of escape now, and I was quickly feeling that I might just be free.

The woman took the glass back and continued on to the next bed. She must be the first line of treatment, I figured. I rested again, waiting for the drugs to take hold.

It wasn't long before they did, and I sat up at the side of my bed and looked around. It was a very eerie scene. All around me were my fellow students laid out on beds under a big field tent that seemed to just stretch on and on. The new students all seemed rather animated and all very curious as well. The older students seemed just the opposite, few of them had moved at all, and even those that had were sitting still on the side of their cot like I was now. I realized quickly that the mask was still in place, I wasn't inclined to move either. I knew that was because these circumstances violated my programming. I wasn't in the school, or following my normal routine, thus I was reduced to a very uncooperative or inactive state, until I found a way to escape and return to the school.

For a moment this scared me. The mask that I'd been forced to wear since Marti had freed my mind could very well force me back into captivity, just because Marti wasn't here to free me of it's control. I only hoped that my will would be strong enough to block the mask from carrying me away if it saw the chance. Even as this concern raced though my mind, I sat expressionless and passive, waiting for what would come next.

It was a long wait. I ate at least three meals in that tent, and slept an evening. If it weren't for overhearing one of the soldiers talking to the new students I wouldn't have known what was going on. Apparently, information about the school had gotten out and the federal government had sent in the FBI with some national guard backing to secure the school. Everyone would be kept here until more could be found out about what had been done to us and appropriate action could be taken to help.

It was the second day of my new captivity that I was welcomed by a very friendly face. I saw him off to the far reaches of the tent. Inside I beamed with joy, but I still couldn't move. I still was in violation of my programming, so all I could do was watch Marti slowly comb his ways through the rows until he finally spotted me.

"Ana!" He shouted and ran over smiling. He was at my side in mere moments and I waited patiently for him to free me again. Marti looked me over for a moment, waving a hand in front of my face and everything after I just started up at him passively. I would have rolled my eyes if I could have, sometimes Marti was just a little too dense for his own good.

Then he shook his own head, remembering the obvious. "Ana, you don't have to listen to your programming anymore, okay?"

I jumped up and gave him the biggest warmest hug I could. "Oh, yes, Marti, I'm so happy. Thank you so much for this."

Marti just hugged me back, and then we kissed wildly and passionately. It had been too long since I'd seen him last and now I was free again, and hopefully forever.

"Are we free, Marti?" I asked.

"Yes, Ana, I passed the feed from those camera through some people I know till it reached the FBI and they arranged all this. Mr. Redgar and the administrators have all been arrested and special agents are going through the school gathering evidence and finding out how you were programmed so we can try to reverse it." Marti explained.

"Do we have to stay here? I wouldn't mind having a little private time with my hero." I winked with a wicked grin. I was very well cock starved for the last few weeks. Now I just wanted to enjoy my first fuck as a free woman. Well, may be not completely free yet, but as close as I'd come in a long time.

"I'm sure we can arrange to get you out of here. I have a hotel room back in town, not that it's much. I want to find Kylie first before we go." Marti replied.

With that I set out on a mad dash to find Kylie. It didn't take long, but we found her to be much in the state I had been. Marti did his best to try and snap her out of it but I just shook my head.

"We can't help her right now. She's programmed not to respond in circumstances like this. Until they can deprogram her she'll be like this unless they restart the school." I explained. I didn't like it, but there really wasn't anything we could do for her, she was too far- gone, and had no one to immediately respond to like I had. I just hoped they'd be able to find a way to cure her and all the rest of the students quickly.

Marti just sat there for a while, holding Kylie and trying his best to know he cared. I sat on her other side and did the same. Just like I had been, she was inside her head looking out, though I had no idea just what would be running through her mind. I hoped there was enough of her there to recognize the concern and care from both of us.

After that we went back to Marti's hotel room. He was right, it wasn't much, but it had a bed and that was all we would need. No sooner were we through the door than I was pulling off my blouse and letting my skirt fall to the floor. I didn't even give Marti a chance to do more than gape before I was standing in front of him completely naked.

I pushed myself up against him, and looked up into his eyes and smiled. I was already aching with need, my recent celibacy and his rescue just had my passions burning. I could feel that Marti wasn't exactly playing it cool either when I felt his hardness pressing into me through his pants.

"Come on hero, don't you think it's about time for your reward?" I asked as I unbuckled his pants. "Besides there's no telling how long I'll still be programmed to be your willing little fuck toy."

Marti shook his head for a moment with a look of odd resignation on his face. "Ana, your just lucky I didn't listen to you when you told me how much you liked being my fuck toy."

I giggled at that as I pulled down his underwear and set free his already stiff cock. I had been very forthcoming about my feelings every time we'd met, and it was true. I did enjoy being his sex toy, I knew it was completely artificial, or at least I wanted to believe it was, but that didn't stop me from enjoying it. Of course I was still enjoying it, and soon, he'd be enjoying me, I though with an anxious twinge from my almost painfully empty pussy.

"Well, enjoy the ride while it lasts, I know I will!" I laughed as I pulled off his shirt with one long pull. We were standing there, wonderfully naked and ready. I pulled up to him again and enjoyed the feeling of pressing my soft breasts into his hard chest. Naked flesh on naked flesh was such a wonderful feeling that I was in heaven and I could feel our flesh quivering in anticipation of what was coming.

We exchanged one more sweet, soulful look before I felt his hands suddenly grab onto my ass and lift me off the floor. I squealed with delight as he threw me onto the bed. I fell on my back with a loud whoosh of the covers and quickly spread my legs just in time for his charge. There certainly wasn't any need or desire for foreplay from either of us, and no sooner had he jumped on the bed then I felt his shaft probe at my gates. Marti cupped both of my breasts in his hands and then thrust himself fully into my anxious flesh. I cried out in ecstasy as my breasts were squeezed and my pussy filled with the hard shaft of the man I loved. There could be nothing more perfect than being used and loved just like this.

I wouldn't even care to guess what the neighbors thought was going on in our room for that entire evening. I was certainly not a quiet lover, and I coaxed more than my share of groans and grunts from my own hero as we fucked away the day. It was wonderful, more than I could have imagined, even from our earlier encounters. There wasn't anything left to fear, no chance that Marti would find himself a boy toy for some rich woman, and I think that helped us enjoy the evening all the more.

Falling asleep in Marti's arms was wonderful as well, another thing I'd missed since my celibacy began. Sleeping with Kylie had always been nice but there was a difference between the silky softness of my roommate, and my nice hard man, something I enjoyed completely as we drifted off to sleep after an evening of shared passion. For the moment, I was content, and drifted off without worries for the first time in a long while.

The next morning I dressed again, and Marti took me to a special hospital that had been set up to deal with us students. I kissed him a loving goodbye before the orderlies took me to my room. It wasn't hard to tell that this was a psychiatric hospital, and I understood it. The disturbing thing was being placed in a suicide proof room. I knew why of course, they didn't have any idea what self destructive programming had been imbedded in us in case of capture. It didn't really help my mood any, not only wasn't Marti allowed to see me while I went under treatment, but I might very well off myself before I could be cured.

The suicide concern was quickly overshadowed by the deprogramming process. In my lucid moments I recounted the numerous methods they tried to free me from my programming. At first they tried simple methods, hypnosis and mild drugs along with therapy. I didn't make much progress though, and the other older students faired even worse than I did. The new students fair much better, and most were let go except for the unfortunate few that had apparently been the highly suggestible type.

The next round of deprogramming was even worse on me. Sleep depravation and harsher drugs were combined with other harsh methods. I wasn't even lucid for most of it. When they finally let me drift back to reality they all showed obvious concern. I was something of a best case, even though I hadn't really changed. I had been basically in control of myself except for the most deeply ingrained portions of my programming. After my second round of treatment, some of the staff even suggested that it wasn't entirely programming, that my love for Marti was genuine and that my programming had simply sparked off a natural nymphomania in me. I wasn't too sure about any of those theories, and neither were most of the staff, but I hadn't improved from the treatment.

The reason why that was so odd was that the second round of treatment had broken nearly all of the students out of their programming. There were still some side effects, but they'd been chalked up to the whole process of being turned into sex slaves and then back again. Most of the guys and gals had elevated sex drives and less modesty. The other behavior modifications had fallen away and they were themselves again. Even Kylie was back to normal, though I heard that she'd taken up a sincere streak of shyness after being deprogrammed.

My treatments continued on for several more months. I couldn't really remember much of it, given that I was often drugged or dazed as they tried to work my mind free. Some weeks later I found myself drifting back to normal, and after a day or so of basically being free of treatment I was dressed up in a modest hospital gown and met my parents and Marti in my chief doctors office.

I hadn't seen my parents since that fateful move in day at school and we just hugged each other for a long time. I could see the worried look in both their eyes, and I even caught a look of sympathy from my mother when she looked down at the new bust I was proudly pushing out. I hadn't even remembered how odd they were until I saw that look in her eyes.

"I'm sorry to have to say this, but there isn't anything more that we can do for you, Ana, without risking serious injury. We do have some treatments available, but I wouldn't risk them without your consent." The doctor Mathers explained after my family greetings were over.

I was already well aware of how well my treatments had work, or rather hadn't. I could already feel my pussy getting warm just sitting beside Marti, and it didn't even bother me that I knew my parents could smell my aroused musk. I knew it would have bothered the old me. Even the fact that I was lewdly pressing my thinly covered body against Marti openly would have bothered me before, but I was too happy with his presence to even consider pulling myself away.

"So what happens to her if she doesn't get any more treatment?" My dad asked, his concern and worry ringing in his voice.

"Well, I would assume that Ana's attachment to Marti and her less than modest approach to her behavior would continue. Aside from that, we can't see any other elements of her programming in her behavior." Mathers explained. He had done his best for me, that we both knew. I couldn't fault him, not that I really minded my current behavior, it was who I'd became after all.

"It's okay, Mom and Dad, I know it's weird, but I really do love Marti and we'll be great together. I know I'm a bit more open about my sexuality now, but I wouldn't dream of not being faithful." I tried to reassure them.

"What are you saying?" My mother asked. We both knew of course, I'd already discussed it with Marti before, and I'm sure my mother could guess by now. I wasn't about to leave it to chance though.

"If Marti will still have me, we're going to get married." I giggled. It had been a long and serious discussion after my first round of treatments failed, but I convinced Marti to accept me if I couldn't be deprogrammed. I certainly couldn't think of life without him, and I knew I'd make the perfect wife too. "I'm not going to give up my life though, after I'm done here I'm going back to school. I haven't decided what for yet, but I have a lot to catch up on. Then we can have a nice little wedding and live happily ever after."

"I wouldn't dream of letting Ana waste herself dolting on me anyway. I promise I'll take good care of her though. I love her very much, and she's a very special woman." Marti reassured them, wrapping his own arm around me and gently hugged me.

My parents just sat there and hugged each other for a moment. I could tell they had guessed this would happen. They had already given in to this possibility, though I knew they weren't happy with it. This wasn't the kind of thing that parents could easily accept, especially after all of this had happened.

We finished discussing my last days at the hospital, a few final tests and checks to make sure I would be ready. I went back to my room after that and let myself sleep. The last treatments had been tiring and I was more than ready for some rest.

When it came time to leave, Marti was the only one to meet me. I looked out at the snow covered ground and my thoughts fell back to almost a year ago. It had been a day not too unlike this that I'd found out who my future husband would be. I looked over at him and smiled at the memory. I would never have guessed just what would happen after that, or that I would find myself in his arms at the end. I knew that the doctors could never believe it, but I really did want him, it wasn't just the remnants of my programming. I wanted him, and I knew that we'd make a great couple and have a marvelous life together.

Marti wrapped his arm around me as we walked out of the hospital and kissed my cheek. I leaned my head over and rested it on his arm and smiled. My hand wrapped around the little locket I'd been given that fateful day, and I squeezed it, thankful for such a wonderful ending, and an exciting beginning.