Student and Teacher Talk
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 42
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
“Teacher, why’s your hand so wet?” Atsushi said as he felt his teacher’s very sticky fingers wrap around him, the wet stuff seeping into his doll clothes. If it was possible, Ms. Moriyama’s face became an even deeper shade of red as she giggled nervously. She had tried to suppress her true self, but this boy in the body of a man that was tiny just kept forcing it up. On the edge of breaking down, she managed to weakly smile at her student as she brought him to her bright red face.
“Atsushi, can you forgive your teacher?” The tiny boy just tilted his head to the side at the question, not understanding what his teacher was talking about. Taking a deep breath, her eyes went wide behind her glasses as she remembered her past. “I used to have problems back in high school controlling my body. I loved doing things for people and having things done to me. I let everyone have a go because I just loved doing…naughty things.”
“What kind of naughty things?” Atsushi curiously asked, wondering if his teacher used to steal or skip lines when she was a high school student.
“Adult naughty things involving dark rooms, lots of grunting and the sweet, sweet taste of semen,” Ms. Moriyama licked her lips at the long afternoons in the teacher’s lounge earning her grades on her back. Atsushi just looked more confused and wondered if Semen was some kind f underwater super hero. “I did all those things, but when I decided to be a teacher I put all those things behind me and focused on becoming the best educator I could be. That’s why I became an elementary school teacher, to avoid temptation of my own life. But then you show up with your handsome face and big muscles! All I want to do is tear off your clothes and do…do…do…”
The teacher let out a low moan as every fantasy she’d had came flashing before her eyes. Her nipples poked through her top as she felt her loins get warm. Since Atsushi joined her class she had masturbated every morning, during breaks and twice when she got home, and it still wasn’t enough. Maybe she just had to accept that she was a perverted woman and find a new job in the red light district.
“I’m sorry.”
Ms., Moriyama’s eyes refocused as she heard the soft, pitiful apology and felt something small wrap around her nose. Atsushi had leaned in and tried to embrace his teacher, but could only reach her nose from her sticky hand. She stared down at him a few inches from her eye, his big, sad face being all she could focus on. “I never meant to make you think naughty things, you’re my favourite teacher in the whole world and I just want to be a good student. If you want to do naughty things with me, I’m fine with that as long as Atsumi doesn’t find out. She hates it when I misbehave.”
At first Ms. Moriyama didn’t react, she just let her student hug her nose, then her mouth opened and her tongue came out, slipping along Atsushi’s leg and up his body. The boy giggled as the slimy tongue made its way along his body, gliding over his waist to his chest. He let go of Ms. Moriyama’s nose and slid down against her tongue, letting it taste his face. He just laughed harder, finding the spongy tongue to feel nice against his flesh. She pulled her tongue back with a low moan, loving the feeling of this tiny boy squirming against her tongue.
“That was fun, but kinda gross. My clothes are really dirty, you shouldn’t lick them,” Atsushi said in a very matter-of-fact way on his teacher’s palm as he touched his saliva drenched clothes. “If you want to lick me again, I better take them off.”
“Yes,” Ms. Moriyama purred, her eyes dancing with excitement. All her guilt and self-loathing was abandoned the second Atsushi gave her permission to be the naughty little slut she had been years ago. Back in her mind she knew the boy was clueless about what she was talking about or what naughty really meant, but she no longer cared. He wanted it, she wanted it, and in her lust drunk mind that was all it took. As Atsushi tossed off his clothes, she wrapped her fingers around the four-inch boy and licked her lips sultrily.
“We’re going to have some real fun tonight.”
“Awesome!” Cheering, Atsushi had no idea what was really going on or the beast he had awoken with his actions.
“Atsushi, can you forgive your teacher?” The tiny boy just tilted his head to the side at the question, not understanding what his teacher was talking about. Taking a deep breath, her eyes went wide behind her glasses as she remembered her past. “I used to have problems back in high school controlling my body. I loved doing things for people and having things done to me. I let everyone have a go because I just loved doing…naughty things.”
“What kind of naughty things?” Atsushi curiously asked, wondering if his teacher used to steal or skip lines when she was a high school student.
“Adult naughty things involving dark rooms, lots of grunting and the sweet, sweet taste of semen,” Ms. Moriyama licked her lips at the long afternoons in the teacher’s lounge earning her grades on her back. Atsushi just looked more confused and wondered if Semen was some kind f underwater super hero. “I did all those things, but when I decided to be a teacher I put all those things behind me and focused on becoming the best educator I could be. That’s why I became an elementary school teacher, to avoid temptation of my own life. But then you show up with your handsome face and big muscles! All I want to do is tear off your clothes and do…do…do…”
The teacher let out a low moan as every fantasy she’d had came flashing before her eyes. Her nipples poked through her top as she felt her loins get warm. Since Atsushi joined her class she had masturbated every morning, during breaks and twice when she got home, and it still wasn’t enough. Maybe she just had to accept that she was a perverted woman and find a new job in the red light district.
“I’m sorry.”
Ms., Moriyama’s eyes refocused as she heard the soft, pitiful apology and felt something small wrap around her nose. Atsushi had leaned in and tried to embrace his teacher, but could only reach her nose from her sticky hand. She stared down at him a few inches from her eye, his big, sad face being all she could focus on. “I never meant to make you think naughty things, you’re my favourite teacher in the whole world and I just want to be a good student. If you want to do naughty things with me, I’m fine with that as long as Atsumi doesn’t find out. She hates it when I misbehave.”
At first Ms. Moriyama didn’t react, she just let her student hug her nose, then her mouth opened and her tongue came out, slipping along Atsushi’s leg and up his body. The boy giggled as the slimy tongue made its way along his body, gliding over his waist to his chest. He let go of Ms. Moriyama’s nose and slid down against her tongue, letting it taste his face. He just laughed harder, finding the spongy tongue to feel nice against his flesh. She pulled her tongue back with a low moan, loving the feeling of this tiny boy squirming against her tongue.
“That was fun, but kinda gross. My clothes are really dirty, you shouldn’t lick them,” Atsushi said in a very matter-of-fact way on his teacher’s palm as he touched his saliva drenched clothes. “If you want to lick me again, I better take them off.”
“Yes,” Ms. Moriyama purred, her eyes dancing with excitement. All her guilt and self-loathing was abandoned the second Atsushi gave her permission to be the naughty little slut she had been years ago. Back in her mind she knew the boy was clueless about what she was talking about or what naughty really meant, but she no longer cared. He wanted it, she wanted it, and in her lust drunk mind that was all it took. As Atsushi tossed off his clothes, she wrapped her fingers around the four-inch boy and licked her lips sultrily.
“We’re going to have some real fun tonight.”
“Awesome!” Cheering, Atsushi had no idea what was really going on or the beast he had awoken with his actions.
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