Terri Jackson hated her life. Her father had just taken a new job as chief of police in Morning Wood, a thousand miles away from all of Terri's friends, hangouts and the home she had grown up in. She had been angry with her dad when he first announced it, but she knew understood how important this was to him. Still, Terri hated being pulled away from the life she had just been starting to get together, and now she was alone in a new school. She had tried to make friends, but everyone avoided her. It wasn't until she joined the cheerleading squad that things began to change.

Terri had been a cheerleader at her old school, it had been one of the few after school activities her parents had allowed her to do. She had been a bit surprised by Morning Wood High's use of a meditation period before beginning practice, but after a few days, she looked forward to her time in the chair before practice.

After a few weeks, Terri had even been accepted into the tight knit ring that was Morning Wood High. It had been a slow progression, but the more she felt part of the cheerleading squad. It had been a slow progression, but the more she felt part of the cheerleading squad, the more she was accepted generally. This pleased Terri to no end. She hadn't been a major trendsetter at her old school, but she had an active social life. Terri also liked boys, as any good American teenaged girl, and thought herself rather fetching, though she usually didn't flaunt it. None the less she was happy to be reestablishing herself in Morning Wood, and looking forward to her future.

There was still one thing that Terri had been kept uninformed about, something that none of the girls would explain after quietly whispering to themselves in the proceeding weeks. Something about the third week of practice that they refused to tell Terri no matter how much she begged them.

Finally the big day came and Terri hurried to practice after school to see what all the interest was about. The meditation room was laid out like normal, with soft mats lining the room. It wasn't until Terri took her normal mediation pose that she noticed a small headset like device at the foot of her mat. She picked it up and examined it, it was almost like a normal headset, but it had a few strange looking metal leads sticking out of it and a small radio receiver on the side. Terri didn't know what it was for, though she looked forward to finding out, figuring that this was the source of all the excitement of the following week.

"Good afternoon, Girls, I'm sure you've all prepared yourselves for the stage of our practices." Mr. Brookes welcomed his squad. Terri had originally thought it rather strange that there was a male coach in charge of the cheerleaders, but the other girls assured her that Mr. Brookes knew his job. There were a few stifled giggles from the other girls as they explained it, but Terri just ignored them. Mr. Brookes had proven himself an ample trainer, and Terri had surrendered her misgivings after the first couple of practices.

"Yes, Coach." The girls replied in standard singsong unison.

"Good, then let's begin the meditation session. Put on your sets and begin your meditation." Brookes ordered, and the squad obeyed.

Terri picked up the headset again and placed in over her ears. The strange metal tabs rubbed against her temples, but Terri didn't worry about it. She noticed Mr. Brookes eyeing her carefully as he walked over to a small stereo and pressed the controls. Terri dismissed it as standard concern from her new coach. He had been extra patient with her over the past weeks, because she was new to Morning Wood's practice techniques. Terri appreciated his attention, glad that she was being accepted so readily.

As she began her meditation, Terri heard soft music coming from her headset. She relaxed, letting herself drift into a passive resting state she had been practicing since joining the squad. After a few minutes of mediation, Terri felt a new sensation, a tingling from the metal contacts. She considered the feeling as she drifted off into a blissful mindlessness.

Terri didn't know how much time had passed when she drifted back to reality. The soft music in her ears were gone and she looked around to see the other girls with cheery smiles painted on their faces as they pulled off their headsets and set them back down. Terri smiled too, she was a bit sad that the feeling she had just enjoyed were now drifting into memory, but she still felt relaxed and peaceful.

"Okay, Girls, did you enjoy your meditation?"

"Yes, coach!"

"Good, now lets get on with our practice. Everyone, rise and present." Mr. Brookes commanded.

Terri wondered what he meant, but she stood up with the rest of the girls. As soon as she did, Terri noticed the girl in front of her pull at her shirt. Terri wondered what Amber was doing, but felt an uncontrollable urge to do the same. Before she knew it, she was pulling her hair through her shirt collar and dropping the garment to the floor. Terri wondered why she had done that as her hands moved to her sports bra. A moment later her bra fell to the floor as well, leaving Terri a bit stunned. Still, she couldn't grasp what she was doing, or bring herself to be scared or outraged. As she struggled to understand what was going on, she found herself pulling her long brown hair back so it ran down her back instead of over her shoulders. With that done, she brought herself to attention, trusting her now exposed breasts forward, with her hands clasped firmly behind her back.

Coach Brookes walked up to Terri and eyed her over. "Is there anything wrong Miss Jackson?"

"I'm just feeling a bit exposed, sir." Terri replied calmly. She felt strangely detached, even as she watched Brookes study her exposed breasts. She knew she should feel something, but all she could call up was a strange feeling of passivity, that her actions might be strange but that was all right.

Brookes smiled in response and Terri gasped as she felt her coach cup her closest breast in his hand, gently kneading the tender orb. Strangely she found herself trusting herself forward, into his fondling hand. Terri couldn't help but wonder at the strange feelings of correctness coursing through her, telling her that this was just what the coach should be doing.

"This is your first day of advanced mediation, you'll be more comfortable in time, Miss Jackson. I must add that I'm glad you decided to join the squad, I think you'll make an excellent addition." Brookes replied as he continued to fondle Terri's breast.

"Thank you, sir. I won't disappoint you." Terri beamed with her coach's approval. The strangeness of the situation was still with her, but so was a growing sense of correctness. She was almost disappointed when Brookes pulled away from her and continued on with his inspection of the squad.

Terri had only a few more moments to consider the issue before regular practice began. As if nothing unusual was going on the squad went through their routines and Terri joined in as enthusiastically as possible. She considered that the entire squad of topless teenager cheerleaders would have been quite a sight to any lucky boy to come by, and she felt a strange trill run through at that thought as she went through her moves.

Once practice was over, Terri strolled casually to the showers. Undressing didn't take as long with only her shorts and panties to remove, and she quickly ran in for a shower to wash off the sheen of sweat that she had gotten during the practice. Another thing that had taken some getting used to at Morning Wood was the communal shower in the girls' locker room. Terri had been a bit shy the first couple of times shower in front of other girls, in fact she hadn't even seen other girls naked before her first shower. She had been careful not to let her eyes wander before, but a new sense of exploration had gripped Terri, and she couldn't stop herself from looking around. The other cheerleaders ran the gamut of supple teenage femininity, and Terri felt a strange new appreciation for the gentle curves of her fellow cheerleaders.

Terri was so distracted that she was shocked when she felt her waist encircled with a pair of hands and breasts press into her back. She turned around and saw Lidy smiled at her. Lidy was certainly one of the most attractive girls on the squad, with a trim, firm body and gorgeous features. Terri found herself strangely lost in Lidy's smile and the closeness of their two bodies.

"Did you enjoy your first day of our special meditation, Terri?" Lidy asked as she ran her hands over Terri's sides with a seductive massage.

"It was kind of weird, going topless though practice." Terri replied as honestly as she could. It had been weird, but also strangely liberating in a way Terri still didn't fully embrace yet. Now, she was being handled by another cheerleader in a more than friendly fashion, and was surprised to find herself responding to Lidy's touch.

"Oh, I know you were just loving the coach's hands on your breasts, weren't you?" Lidy asked, moving her own hands to cup Terri's breasts for emphasis.

Terri gasped as she felt Terri's delicate fingers press into her breasts. Until today no one had ever touched her breasts, and now two people had casual embraced them, and Terri couldn't find the will to stop them. In fact she couldn't help but thrust back against Lidy's massage, forcing more of her tender orbs into her squad mates hands. "Yes, it was so strange, but I liked it."

"And you like my hands caressing you know don't you?" Lidy asked as she continued her pleasant assault on Terri.

"Oh, yes." Terri moaned. "Why am I letting this happen?"

"Because you're part of the squad now. You'll love it, Terri, you'll see. We'll help you along too, are you ready?" Lidy asked as she continued to caress Terri intimately and gently pressed their naked flash together.

Terri didn't understand completely, everything was happening so fast, and her mind was so clouded and passive, but she couldn't deny the strange and wonderful feelings coursing through her. "Yes, I'm ready."

With those words the other cheerleaders descended upon their newest member. Terri felt dozens of hands moving across her flesh, lifting her and pulling her over to a padded mat that had been laid out on the floor. Terri was laid gently down and then the girls pulled back for a moment. Terri looked around at the rest of the squad, all completely naked, and all with a strange passive arousal evident in their being. She couldn't help but feel her own arousal burn within her as she studied their naked forms fully for the first time. Terri didn't understand it, she had never had these feelings for girls before, but she was in no state to deny them either.

Her fellow cheerleaders didn't give her much opportunity to consider her plight either. They descended upon her with sexual determination. Terri felt both her breasts and her virgin mound all cupped at once. She had masturbated before, but nothing compared to the feeling of caring foreign hands massaging her intimate flesh. Terri could only moan in pleasure as she felt a skillful finger part her feminine cleft and tease her clit. Her breasts were equally cared for and Terri was treated to the uniquely alluring feeling of having both her nipples gently sucked at the same time. She was nearly lost in pleasure when she felt a pair of lips press against hers. Terri was shocked only for a moment before passionately kissing the girl back in a way she wouldn't have fathomed only a few hours before.

The ecstasy was punctuated a few moments later when her legs were gently parted and Terri felt a probing tongue lick at her gates. The sensation was so unique and sensual that Terri couldn't contain herself. Within barely a moment of this caress she exploded in her first real orgasm. The feeling was tremendously better than anything she had felt before, and Terri could only quiver with pleasure as the assault continued on her already peaking body.

The gentle yet passionate attack continued for hours, though Terri had long since been lost in a rolling sea of orgasms and driving pleasures bringing her to peak again and again. Every other cheerleader joined in, helping to initiate their new member into the flock. When they couldn't work on Terri, they went down on each other until their turn came to explore their new sister's body.

By the time the orgy was finished, Terri was pleasantly exhausted. She had never been subject to that much pleasure in her life. Coupled with the strange prerogatives still coursing through her head, Terri was left in a state of stunned acceptance.

Finally she dressed and went home. She was still trying to get a grip on what had happened when she walked in the front door of her new home.

"So how was your day, sweetie?" Her father asked as Terri walked past the kitchen.

"It was okay, still trying to fit in and all." Terri replied, surprised by her answer as the words left her lips. A part of her wanted to tell her father everything that had happened, but she just couldn't. Terri knew she should tell him, but something in her block her from even alluding to anything really bad or strange happening.

"You're coach called about having a late practice. I hope he didn't work you too hard."

"We've got our homecoming soon and we're just trying to get ready." Terri commented, again shocked by the normality of her own statements. She didn't know what had been done to her but she was beginning to get clear of the passive fog that had clouded her thoughts earlier. Another concern was that her coach had apparently known of the events in the locker room, something that triggered even more worry in Terri.

"That's great. Keep up the hard work and it'll pay of. Speaking of which, I'm sure you've got homework to do." Her father smiled.

Terri smiled back and quickly trotted off to her room. She paused for a moment just as she was leaving, trying to tell her father what was really happening, but Terri felt the uncontrollable need to go to her room before she could even attempt to speak. She spent the rest of the night doing her homework, unable to pull herself away from her study or spend more than a moment considering the day's events. It wasn't until she laid down for bed that she had a chance to consider the day's events.

Terri realized something had been done to her, and it didn't take her long to figure that it had something to do with the meditation device that they had used before practice. Still, it's effects seemed long lasting, and Terri could only fear what lay in store for her. If they had been willing to do this to her, and could prevent her from telling anyone about it, Terri couldn't help but worry about what they had planned for her in the future. With these troubling thoughts Terri drifted off, worried about the coming days.

Just as she arrived the next day, Wendy, one of the girls from the cheerleading squad pulled her aside. Terri followed, curious about what Wendy wanted since they had never talked before.

"Are you okay?" Wendy asked after making sure no one was paying attention to them.

"I feel okay now, but I'm a little scared. What happened to me?" Terri asked, relieved that she was actually able to express herself, and hoping for some answers.

"You're part of the school now. I know how you feel, they did the same thing to my family and me when we moved to town. I couldn't talk to you before, I wanted to warn you, but I couldn't. I'm sorry." Wendy gave her a penitent look. "I don't know why they did this to us, but I do know that you can't stop from doing what they tell you, what they conditioned you to do. Believe it or not, you do kind of get used to it after a while, it's still strange, but you can't fight it. I just want to tell you I'm here for you if you need a shoulder to cry on."

Terri appreciated the gesture and wondered just how much worse things were going to get, but didn't have to courage to ask, or rather to know, just yet. She thanked Wendy as best she could and they shared a friendly hug before both trotting off for their morning classes.

The rest of the day went pretty much as normal, and aside from Wendy's warning and the events of the day before, Terri felt normal. She found herself going through her normal routine without interruption or diversion. Terri also couldn't dwell on the previous day's events, though she could bring herself to be concerned about it more and more as she neared the time for practice.

Still, when it came time to suit up for practice and sit at her mat for meditation, Terri couldn't stop herself. As she sat down, she noticed the headphones at the foot of the mat again and swore to herself that she wouldn't put them on. The rest of the girls filed in at sat down around her and they patiently waited for the coach to arrive.

"Good afternoon, girls, time for another meditation session. Please put on your headphones and we'll begin." Brookes ordered and watched as all of the girls obeyed.

Terri stole herself for that moment, and felt her resistance crumble as she heard the coach's order. She trembled as she reached down for the headset. Terri knew that she would lose any hope of her freedom and self if she put them on, but she couldn't stop herself. Even against the costs, she had an undeniable urge to put them on, a need as deep as any she had ever felt to wear them. Terri tried to fight it, but it just wasn't in her ability and she slipped on the strange headset only a moment after the rest of the girls had.

Almost the instant the soft pads were nestled over her ears, Terri heard the soft music drifting over her thoughts again, and for the second day she floated away into the meditation bliss.

Some time later, Terri drifted back to reality, peaceful and unconcerned. She still knew what was going on, but felt at ease with it, much as she had the day before. Terri simply removed the headphones and waited for the next part of the practice.

"Ready for practice, girls?"

"Yes, Coach!" All the girls shouted in strong unison.

"Good, rise and present!"

Terri stood up with the rest of the girls and immediately began stripping off her clothes. She still felt a little odd doing this but it was so natural as well. Terri almost felt relief as she freed her lovely breasts from their captivity. She had the strange notion come over her that it just wasn't right to contain them. Terri didn't know where that idea had came from in her usually modest thoughts, but in her compliant state she didn't have the will to question it. She did question her hands as they slid into the waist of her shorts and quickly slid her shorts and panties down to the floor. Terri was a bit aghast at her actions as she pulled the garments free of her shoes and dropped them on top of her shirt and bra. Even so, she couldn't stop herself, and quickly assumed the attention position with the rest of the cheerleaders, proudly standing virtually naked with her breasts forced out and her hands clasped behind her back.

Brookes inspected his flock again, casually fondling and making comments to girls as he passed by. He attention garnered little more than gasps and smiles from the girls as they proudly presented their nude forms for inspection. Finally he came upon Terri again and cupped one of her presented breasts.

"How are we today, Terri?" Brookes asked as he massaged her tit.

"I don't want to be here, Coach." Terri replied in a strangely confident voice considering that her stomach had magically filled with butterflies as she spoke. Even as she spoke she couldn't help but mew appreciatively at the tender handling of her breast.

"Is that so. Please spread you legs as wide as possible and tell me why don't you want to be here?" Brookes ordered in a calm and civil tone.

"I don't want to be doing these ... ooh my." Terri gasped as she felt Brookes' fingers cupping her mound and gently caressing her intimate folds. She hadn't even noticed that she had spread her legs until she felt his hand moving unrestricted over her most private flesh. Terri's nerves were still tossing her stomach, but a new sensation was rapidly growing within her. She recognized it with as much dismay as she could in her passive state, she was becoming aroused.

"Really, Terri, I think you just need some help adjusting to life at Morningwood. Please, lean forward and place your hands on Alicia's shoulders while you reach your Ready State." Brookes ordered as he pulled away from Terri.

Terri wondered what he meant as she followed out his first order. She had barely placed her hands on the shoulders of the girls in front of her when she felt a magnificent wave of sensation. Terri could barely contain the wondrous feeling flowing through her, and she felt herself getting hot and wet in her pussy. Terri had made love before, but she had never been this excited or felt this much need. As she rested there the emptiness within her continued to crescendo, her pussy was crying out to be filled and Terri was incapable to arguing with this overpowering need. All she could do was stay locked in position and pant with lust, barely able to consider the lewd picture she presented as her arousal and overpowering sexual need focused nearly all her attention to the empty and well lubricated passage within her.

"Terri, please tell me what you want and what you need." Brookes ordered as he positioned himself behind the lovely teenager and dropped his pants to reveal his own ready shaft.

"I want to go back to my old home and forget this terrible place, but I need to be filled, I don't want to but I need you to fuck me. Please, Coach, I need you to use me." Terri pleaded, amazed that she could answer in her current state. Still worse was what she had asked for, and Terri couldn't deny the frightening truth that she had been completely honest. To the depth of her being Terri wanted to be used, not make love, but fuck like an animal in heat. She tried to get a grip on herself, but she only had a moment of reprieve, before her feminine need assaulted her again. Rationally, Terri wanted to escape, but her body was crying out to be used, to reach not just find relief but sexual release.

"Good Terri, I'll help you with your needs, and please don't speak again until we are finished." Brookes commanded. He then placed the head of his member against Terri's tender and inflamed folds, gratified that she pressed back to meet his advance and help guide him in.

Terri felt as if she was on some strange kind of autopilot. Her natural reactions of shock and outrage were still muted, but the sexual ecstasy coursing through her was not. As she felt her coach's shaft press against her outer gates she couldn't help but press back to help him inside. Terri could barely believe she was acting so brazenly even as she rubbed her sensitive folds against the bulbous head of her coach's member. She couldn't deny that she wanted him insider her, plunging into her depths, while at the same time she wished she had the strength to resist that need. He held back however, and Terri could barely contain herself as she felt him gently caressing her engorged flesh with his tip. She found herself humping back against him, moving her hips to force him inside. Terri needed to be filled, and groaned in frustration as she felt Brookes slip his head just insider her and then pull back as she moved her hips to impale herself. She was barely controlling herself now, grinding and wiggling her hips back at her coach to get him to sink himself into her, all the while unable to move either her feet or her hands.

Finally, Terri turned her head to look at Brookes. She couldn't speak but she pleaded with her eyes. She looked into the eyes of a predator, and shuddered momentarily as she watched a smile cross Brookes' face. The tide of unfulfilled sexual need reasserted itself a moment later and Terri resumed her lustful begging and her attempts to impale herself on his ready shaft. With their eyes locked together, Terri felt her coach firmly grasp her hips and a moment later press forward. Her eyes only fluttered as she let out an impassioned moan as she felt her inner folds parted. Terri had never felt such a wondrous entry in all her previous encounters. Her entire body cried out in relief as she felt herself filled with Brookes' shaft. He was certainly thicker than any boy she had taken before, and Terri knew she was more aroused then she had ever been. That reality played at the edge of her senses as she took in the full length of her coach's member inside her eagerly waiting pussy.

As Terri felt him fully within her she clamped down on his shaft and wiggled her hips as much as she could, amazed at the sensation of being so wonderfully filled. She squealed with delight as she felt his shaft twitch insider her in response. All thoughts of decency were gone, she was involved now like she had never been before, and it had overwhelmed Terri's entire being. It was certainly an odd sight in that moment, watching a formerly modest girl squealing with delight as she wiggled her hips back against an impaling shaft was she held herself up on a naked girl in front of her.

Terri continued like this for a few minutes before a new sensation rose to a crescendo inside her. She was filled, fuller than she had ever been, and even with that wondrous feeling an itch was growing within her. Her squeals of delight quickly turned to groans of frustration again as she tried to elicit more than just a twitch from the wondrous shaft within her. Terri continued wiggling her hips, but she couldn't move her feet, and couldn't generate any really movement against her coach's member. She turned to Brookes again, nearly crying with frustration as the need within her beat at her senses.

Terri was rewarded a moment later with a clamping of her hips and a careful withdrawal of the shaft. Terri was nearly as ecstatic to have her coach pulling out as she was when he trust inside, but she feared he wouldn't continue. Even as she reveled in the wondrous sensation of cock moving within her, she turned her head to plead with her partner, begging for him to continue. The strange need to be ravished was burning even brighter now that her passage had been fully speared once, leaving Terri yearning to be have her body fully used.

Brookes held himself just at her entrance again, leaving just his head within her quivering loins. Terri was nearly beside herself with anguish. The need he had filled within her had doubled or more and she was nearly overcome with desire. Terri fought against his steady hands trying to push back against his shaft and force it inside her again, all the while pleading with him in whimpers and doe eyed expressions. For a disconcerting moment Terri reflected on her behavior, remembering that her dog had behaved much the same when she had gone into heat. Then she felt a foreign quiver of arousal from the very same thought, looking forward to being used just like a bitch in heat.

That disturbing thought was purged as she felt her coach take mercy on her and plunge his shaft inside her. Terri cried out again in thanks, absorbed by the nearly soul splitting sensation of being filled. She had never felt this kind of need before, and couldn't contain herself as they set up a rhythm. Terri joyously pressed herself back against her coach as he pistoned within her. They had wasted precious little time building a fast rhythm and Terri let herself be swept away by the sensation sparked within her with every filling trust. Terri felt a strange spiritual fulfillment with every thrust of her coach's shaft within her, exemplified every time he made a moan or a grunt as she met his trusts with total enthusiasm. Not only was Terri immersed in the wonderful coupling, she felt an alien pride course through her at her ability to please her partner.

Terri wasn't in the state of mind to question Brookes' endurance, but she appreciated it. Her pervious partners had been inexperienced and quick, but Brookes was skilled and holding his own within her. Terri was surprised when her coach began a broken rhythm, varying his strokes and his time fully inside her and paused at her entrance. She was brought back from the brink with his first broken thrust, and fumed for a moment before being lost in the action again. Terri realized he was helping string her along, keeping her from coming, but she couldn't do anything about it. Even as Brookes broke rhythm, Terri couldn't help but keep matching him, squeezing him and wiggling her hips on him when fully impaled and pushing back against his trusts. Her own desires and needs kept her going, even as he played her on the edge.

It wasn't long before Brookes broken rhythm allowed a small rational part of Terri to emerge again and fully appreciate her position. She was appalled at her behavior, even though she couldn't help but wiggle her hips against his impaled shaft as she thought that. Terri felt like she was of two minds, part sex crazed slut and part her old self. She couldn't deny the sexual flames coursing through her, but she wished she could stop. Worse yet was the part of her that wanted to embrace her new depravity. Terri didn't want to accept that, even as she could endure being a sexual plaything, she fought with all her energy against embracing that state. Occasionally, Brookes would give her a few dozen rhythmic thrusts and plunge the thoughtful part of Terri into the background with a wave of passion. Terri would then be allowed to come back to feel herself wiggling merrily upon an immobile shaft or attempting to refill her empty passage. She nearly cried with anguish both at the frustrating sexual need and the abasement she was receiving. Yet Terri couldn't do anything, even as she wanted to stop wiggling on his shaft, Brookes left her do so for a minute. She could only feel deep shame as she squealed with delight and squirmed on top of the filling shaft, slowly building until she found herself begging to be fucked some more.

Then suddenly Terri was pulled away from her embarrassing predicament again with a newly passionate round of thrusts from Brookes. Terri swept away her feeling of shame as her coach played her youthful form like a fiddle. In only moments, Terri was hanging on the edge again, moaning and gasping with every trust, immersed in the sexual embrace, her entire body focused on one need. Terri didn't feel her pussy clamp down an instant later, or hear her cry of release, all she felt was a wave of pure ecstasy course through her. Terri's entire body went limp as her orgasm raced through her sex-wracked body. She was little more than a quivering girl, still fully impaled, being held up by her partner.

It was another minute before Terri returned to her senses, finding herself still involved with her coach and her breasts both being gently massaged. As the sexual cloud lifted Terri found herself returning to her previous passive state. Even though she knew she should be upset, she still felt oddly at ease with the acts she had just performed, and even with the shaft still inside her and the hands on her breasts. In that instant she realized she was being treated like some kind of toy, and even though she knew it should bother her, she didn't feel any outrage. Instead she found herself pressing her breasts into the carefully massaging hands of her coach and began squeezing his shaft with her inner muscles. Terri thought about that for a moment, considering herself a well-tuned clock for her reactions. As she continued to stand there and quietly pleasure her coach, she tried to assemble herself, to be outraged, but couldn't. Each time she tried, her thoughts returned to how to get her coach to come with just her pussy. Terri tried to turn her mind from such thoughts, but she couldn't, all she could do was think of different ways to use her pussy's interior on him. She continued like this for several minutes, all the while becoming more concerned with the shaft still inside her, and just as worried about her growing inability to turn her thoughts from it. Terri was using her muscles to the best of her abilities, given her limited experience. She found different ways to coax him pop into her head, and she tried each one, alternating her pulsing interior's actions as best she could.

Finally, she felt Brookes begin to twitch inside her more readily, and Terri focused her entire attention on her task. With just her pussy, she coaxed him to the edge and felt him tip over. A moment later Terri found herself squealing with a strange sense of accomplishment and delight as she felt her coach's shaft pulse within her followed by gushes of liquid warmth filling the depth of her channel. With her task finished, Terri's focus was released and she considered the moment again. She realized in a moment that she had just been inseminated. Terri felt her mind grasp for reaction, and was shocked by an acceptance, she didn't know why, but it was somehow right that her coach would inseminate her and she couldn't stop from feeling pride at her own ability to bring her coach off. She wondered at this for a moment, and at the strange following thought, that she hoped he would do it again, soon, and maybe one day get her pregnant. She also felt a strange desire to improve her technique, to make herself the best sex partner she could so that more men would use her this way. Terri knew she shouldn't want that. She had just been used as some kind of human toy, and she found herself wanting more. All her beliefs seamed to be in shambles, and Terri didn't understand, but she could feel new desires and needs course through her. All she knew was that she had been changed, and as Brookes pulled himself out of her well used passage, Terri was stunned by her growing desire to be used the same way again. Even more worrisome for her was the next stream of thoughts that flooded her mind as she stood back at attention as her coach pulled away.

Terri realized that she was a toy, and would be from then on. It was her purpose in life to be used. Terri shivered at the thought, her passivity preventing her instinctive dread from being anything more than a shadow. The new thoughts were part of her identity, even as her old self remained. Terri would remain, unable to stop herself, or surrender to her fate, because it was more enjoyable for her partners. Terri felt an odd quiver of excitement at that, the thought of being used and knowing it was wrong, but having no choice. Terri wanted to fight these new ideas, but they were already a part of her. Even as she struggled with her new identity, she had it reaffirmed when she found herself aroused at the thought of being wildly fucked by every man and boy in the school. Terri surprised herself at her growing desire to masturbate, right then in the open, and she grew even more excited by the idea of bringing herself naked flesh to release in front of anyone who would watch. She was stunned at this strange notion but couldn't help but acknowledge the growing heat from her loins generated by thoughts of pleasuring her nude form in front of her parents or the whole school. Terri was awash in her new self, her old personality suppressed by conditioning and mediation, unable to mount anything but a muted defense against the onslaught. Terri was becoming a living sex toy, and quickly coming to embrace that reality.

"Very good, Terri, I'm glad to see you progress so fast. Now, practice is over, so shower up and go home." Brookes commented.

Terri felt herself glow with pride at her coach's compliments. She still felt strange at her reaction, but couldn't suppress the feelings of appropriateness at her new attitude. She didn't linger however, and skipped off to the showers, oddly content with the world. As she went to clean up, Terri couldn't help but regret that she would have to wash away the seed now dribbling from her pussy. It seamed an odd waste somehow, to have to wash away the coach's seed after doing so much to receive it. Terri surprised herself a moment later when she reached down and scooped as much of Brookes' seed into her hand as possible and then licked it up. Again it was something she would never have considered doing before, but it seemed the only right thing to do. Terri found the taste strange but compelling, and her heart raced at the thought of how she'd get more in the future.

The locker room was normal this evening, and Terri simply showered and went home, as did the other girls. Terri found herself disappointed, but unable to do anything about it more than appreciatively study the naked forms of her squad mates as they showered. Once home she had another short and polite conversation with her parents and went off to study. It wasn't until she was nearly ready for bed that the veil of meditation induced calm washed away and Terri could again combat the new thoughts bouncing around in her head.

The first thing she felt was fear and shock, her entire life was being perverted, and Terri didn't have any idea how to stop it. Even free of her earlier calm, the new dictates entered into her mind remained, and Terri shuddered every time she realized her thoughts were turning to sex again. It wasn't just the idle fantasies she had indulged in before, but more focused, explicit consideration of her new sexual identity. Before long Terri was sobbing as she masturbated, unable to keep her hands away from her aching mound. She was loosing control, and she couldn't do anything to change it.