Jacob was elated. He’d been working as a maintenance guy for a few years now, and the job he was just hired for was absolutely amazing. A nursing college? He knew nurses were incredibly hot… and the way that they care for their patients… he knew he would have a great time checking all of them out. Jacob was in his mid 30’s, he was average in height and appearance, with a short stubble and wavy black hair. He was currently in a relationship, though it wasn’t too serious, and they never really talked about becoming official. He had always been a pervert. He loved to watch all kinds of woman move and interact, and wished to fuck every single one of them. It was one of his life goals to be with a woman of every race and variety. Of course, he never told anyone this, and it was more a fantasy than anything else.
He studied home maintenance and repair as soon as he graduated from high school, and was always very good at it. His computer skills were his greatest asset, and he learned quickly and was able to utilize his new knowledge proficiently. He was good at his job, and he was hired quite often, people usually recommended him to their friends, and he was able to afford a nice bachelor apartment in the city for himself. This made him attract plenty of women, though most were average looking like him, which made him grumble a little to himself at times.
The woman’s college was stunning, a 6-floor building located in the heart of the city, with glass windows covering most of it. People hurried past into and out of the building, all ready for their tasks for the day. Jacob approached with his usual tool bag, wondering why they had asked him to come in in the first place. The headmistress’s secretary didn’t really explain much, which was quite annoying. Jacob knew he would probably have to go home to gather more supplies. He approached the front desk, where a beautiful woman with long black locks sat, her eyebrows furrowed in concentration. He cleared his throat and she looked up at him, her brilliant green eyes locking with his. “Hi, I’m Jacob. I’m the maintenance guy.” He shrugged, trying to seem nonchalant in front of the beauty. If the rest of the women at the college were as beautiful as her… he gulped. This would be a really tough time for him.
“Ah, we’ve been expecting you.” She said rather coldly. She pressed some buttons on the phone in front of her while he watched patiently. She then said, “the maintenance guy is here.” A female replied to send him up and hung up. She looked at him like she was dissatisfied with how he looked and said in the fakest nice voice possible, “5th floor, you’ll see her as soon as you exit the elevator.” He nodded, not wanting to anger her further. Clearly she was in a bad mood, or maybe she was always grumpy to guests who entered the building. Jacob thought to himself that she must be a particularly bad secretary, and then immediately forgot her as he studied his surroundings.
It was stunning, a large waterfall at the end of the hallway with plants that clearly weren’t local to the city. He had no idea how a nursing school could afford a building like this, but figured they received a lot of donations from the rich folk in the city. He reached the hall littered with 4 elevators, and waited with a few other women, who all ignored him and played on their phones. He pressed the 5th floor as he entered, and began to feel a little nervous. Would the headmistress be a little crueler than the secretary downstairs? She must have a lot of authority to be able to command a space like this.
Before he could think too much into it, he arrived on the floor, which was as stunning as the lobby. There were plants everywhere, and a huge sign declared it was the main office of the “Armentrout School of Nursing for Women.” The floor was covered in an intricate black marble design, and the secretary situated at the desk was as stunning as the last. He approached, his footsteps echoing against the ground. She looked up at him and smiled, “you’re Jacob?” She asked.
He nodded, breathing out a sigh of relief that not all women were scary here. “Yes, were you the one who called me?”
She smiled back in return. “Yes, I’m Mrs. Hamilton’s main secretary at the academy.”
“Will you be the one explaining to me what I’m here to fix?” He asked, his eyebrows raised. It was very unprofessional of them to not tell him what he was here for sooner.
“Yes, it’ll be easier if I show you.” She stood up from behind her desk, which had a silver plate naming her as ‘Melly Black’. He nodded, though he couldn’t help but check out her gorgeous body. She was wearing a black form fitting dress, perfect for demonstrating the curve of her body. She was absolutely stunning, and exactly Jacob’s type. He followed her like a lost puppy down the stairs to what appeared to be a large changing room. She flipped the light switch and entered, with him following in tow.
“So the lights have been flicking on and off recently, and we tried to deal with the breaker in the basement but nothing’s been helping.” He studied the mounted fluorescent lights flickering above them, making the mood seem a little ominous. He nodded, already having an idea as to what was wrong. “The other changing rooms have this problem as well. There’s four of them on this floor.”
His eyes widened. How many girls could there be in this academy? He didn’t even know the country needed that many nurses. “Okay, I think it’ll be a few hours to fix. I’ll head home and grab my supplies and be right back.”
She nodded, and then showed him the keys in her pocket before removing it. “Here, you’ll need this to access the basement. Return it to me when you’re done, and send your invoice to this address addressed to me and we’ll take care of it.”
He nodded, realizing that they really didn’t care about how much he charged them. The academy must’ve been very wealthy. They said their goodbyes at the elevator and he drove home immediately.
As soon as he arrived, looking down at his tools, an idea popped up in his head. He’s seen the two secretaries and the wonderful ladies throughout the academy that didn’t bother to look or chat with him. All of them were more gorgeous than the last. He had to see what they had underneath their outfits… underneath the matching nurses apparel that already got his dick hard just thinking about it. And now that he had complete access to every single changing room in the academy without anyone bothering him, he could finally take advantage of the new camera technology he had purchased and configured just recently for this very purpose. He shivered at the thought of it. Being able to watch these beautiful women change every day? The thought alone was wonderful. And it would be so hot he could even sell it online to make some money. It would be the first of many of his tests. He had access to buildings all around the city, all filled with gorgeous women that men would drool to look at.
As he picked up the cameras he intended to install in the changing rooms, he smiled to himself, praising himself for being so clever. He spent the afternoon at the girl’s change rooms and down in the basement, fixing the lights and installing micro-cameras here and there, hoping none of them would notice him doing anything too sneaky. He pulled out his phone regularly to check whether or not the feeds were live and in good quality, and smirked as he imagined what it would look like when the nursing students arrived. When he was finally done, he went up to say goodbye to Melly, who thanked him for his help. He immediately texted his girlfriend, asking her to meet up. He was way too horny thinking about the girls all day, and needed someone he could fuck to get the release he needed.
Chapter 2
Melly knocked on the door of the headmistress’s office gently, knowing the woman didn’t like being interrupted, particularly by loud noises.
“Come on in.” The older woman drawled, and Melly entered, completely and utterly poised and composed.
“Headmistress....” She said, wondering how she could possibly explain the situation to her. “I have some terrible news.”
The woman sitting at the desk in front of her glanced up from her seat, her glasses tilting upwards as she tucked her grey hair behind her ears. “Yes?” She said, already looking a little angry.
“You know the maintenance guy we hired, Jacob?” She began.
The headmistress shook her head, “that you hired.”
“Yes, one of my friends really loved his work.” Melly explained, already beginning to stammer her words out.
“What about him? Are the lights flickering in the changing room again?” The headmistress asked, not too concerned about the situation, yet.
“No, we’ve discovered something worse.” Melly, just tell her! “Well, you see, one of our staff, the new girl, told me that she found a weird device beeping above her locker, and she realized it was some sort of camera.”
“Excuse me?” The headmistress said, her attention focused solely on Melly.
Melly nodded. “We believe it was the act of Jacob when he was here last week.”
“This is a huge violation of our privacy policy. We could get sued for this. By any of the students or staff. This needs to be dealt with this instant.” The headmistress said, getting up from her seat to look out the window onto the cold winter streets below.
“I will call the police on Jacob immediately.” Melly concluded.
“No, no.” The headmistress said, turning around to look at Melly somewhat maliciously. “He needs to be punished for what he did.”
“Punished?” Melly stammered. “Punished, how?”
“There’s an academy wide staff meeting in a few hours. We will discuss the method of punishment then. Bring your evidence to show the group, we need the girls to be angry for what he did.”
Melly nodded, feeling very uneasy. “Okay, headmistress. I’ll leave you alone now.”
She was waved out of the office, and Melly closed the door, feeling both eager and concerned for what was to come.
During the staff meeting a few hours later, Melly stood at the front with a projector which was connected to her computer. She entered the link that she found a few hours before, and opened it to reveal the heading, “Hundreds of Nursing Students Get Dressed Daily; Live Feed”. There were thousands of views, all of whom had to pay to be able to view the live feed. Melly pulled up a sample of it, and the women in the group gasped, looking at their students as they changed their clothes, revealing their bras and panties in HD quality. “This is disgusting.” A woman said, completely and utterly appalled. She was the head teacher of the academy, and one of the strictest.
“I have informed Melly not to call the police, we need to punish him our own way.” The headmistress said, and the room was immediately silent for the woman in charge.
“What do you suggest?” The new staff member who found the camera asked.
“No, what do you suggest?” The headmistress asked, a gleam in her eyes. “I remember during our interview… that you said something particularly interesting.”
The woman raised her eyebrows, confused. “What are you referring to?”
“How your family has a history of magic, that all the women in your family are witches.” The room scoffed at once, all of them scientifically minded and clearly don’t believe in magic. They were appalled to see that the headmistress somehow believed the new teacher.
“I…” She blushed. Ms. Pettit shifted her long braided blonde hair behind her back, clearly feeling uncomfortable. “I don’t think it’s actually real.”
“Show me. Show them all.” The headmistress slid something across the long conference room table, and the girls started to giggle as they realized it was a penis from one of the mannequins in the teaching auditoriums.
Ms. Pettit looked frightened, like she didn’t know if she should reveal her family’s secret to the thirty staff members now looking intently at her, but she nodded at the end and closed her eyes. She whispered a spell, and the penis started to glow strongly. The women in the room gasped, but none of them said anything as they watched the penis transform into a frog. The spotted green frog croaked, and the women burst out into amazed laughter.
“How did you do that?” One asked, and Ms. Pettit only shook her head shyly, like she had no idea herself.
“It’s a family secret.” She revealed. “Please, never reveal this to anyone.” They all nodded, all thirty of the women trusted each other and had been working with each other for quite some time. It was a loving community of strong women, which made this experience even better.
“We won’t.” The headmistress said. “Though I will need your help in punishing the man who intruded on us and broadcasted our precious students to other dirty men online.” She said ‘man’ with venomous intent, like she knew every single one of them would do such dirty acts if they had the chance. She knew she shouldn’t have let Melly ask a man to help with the lighting problem.
They spent the rest of the meeting forgoing what they were actually meeting to discuss and came up with a masterful plan of how to properly punish the man who had done this to the academy. Ms. Pettit had addressed her skill in transformation spells, and they decided this would be the best course of action. They all departed and went back to their classrooms smiling ear to ear, all of the women excited for what was to happen next.
Chapter 3
“Hello, Jacob speaking.” Jacob was twirling his keys in his hands and lounged on his sofa, waiting for his next job. He had spent the previous week raking in tons of cash, and considered quitting his job as a maintenance man and fully taking advantage of the women he broadcasted to the rest of the world. Clearly, the women were incredibly hot, and men couldn’t help but stare and pay him a monthly subscription for more of the action. They were especially into the fact that the women had no idea they were being filmed and broadcasted. What dirty men they all were. Jacob didn’t care though, he was loving every second of it, and loved to watch the feed in his spare time as well.
“Hello, this is Melly, from the nursing academy?” A familiar voice said across the line, and he immediately stiffened. He shook his head, there was no way any of them would be capable of finding the small cameras he had installed all over the changing rooms. They were too discreet to be noticed. They probably just needed him for another job.
“Yes, I remember. Did the lights stop working again?” He asked, hoping he would be able to go to the academy again to set up some more cameras.
“No, no. We actually wanted to thank you for doing such a good job.” She said, her voice soothing and friendly.
“Oh wow.” He said, “no one’s ever bothered to call me to thank me before.” He was feeling quite flattered, and continued to twirl the keys, eager to get more compliments from her.
“We were wondering if you wanted to join us for a Christmas party, just you and the rest of the staff at the academy. You are part of our family, after all. We would be eager to ask for your help in the future if anything ever breaks down again.” He shot up from the sofa, unable to believe his luck. A party with him and all the gorgeous women who worked at the academy? Why? How? How could they all be so sweet to him? Of course he had to accept. He would be flirting with them heavily all night, hoping one of them would go home with him.
“Yes, of course!” He grinned, his heart already pounding from how excited he was. “What day and time? I’ll clear my schedule.”
She paused over the line and gave him the information he needed. He spurted out a thank you before cutting the line, too excited about what was to come.
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The night of the party, he dressed up in his nicest suit, eager to please the clearly dignified women who worked at the academy. He would bring his A-game tonight. When he arrived at the large auditorium that was decorated in wonderful Christmas decorations with a nursing theme, he gaped at it, wondering who they hired to create such a beautiful atmosphere. It was the greatest Christmas party he’d ever been invited to. He stepped into the room and almost all the women turned to look at him, thirty hawks that were incredibly stunning. Even the headmistress, who was in her 50’s, seemed like she went on regular runs to keep her body in top shape. Jacob gulped, not realizing what he had gotten himself into. They were all too gorgeous for him, and it was a little intimidating with them all staring at him like that. Where were the other men when he needed them? Maybe he would be able to convince the headmistress or Melly to let him invite some of his friends to join them. They would have a quite a lot of fun with these intelligent women, and probably love Jacob for introducing them.
At first, he had no idea what to do, so he stood at the side against the wall, waiting for someone to approach him and introduce him to some of the staff members. He watched as they interacted with each other, all laughing and giggling away, though found it a little suspicious as to why they kept glancing at him from time to time. It was probably because he was the only male in the room, and didn’t actually work in the academy.
When Melly finished talking to a girl with long braided blonde hair, she walked up to the table and poured a second drink for herself. Jacob was wondering why she needed two drinks when she approached him and handed him one. “Here you go.” She said. “It’s just fruit punch, none of us drink during our parties at the academy.”
He nodded his thanks, and sipped on the drink as he studied her. She was wearing a shimmering grey dress with a slit down the side of her leg, and he wanted to rip it off of her immediately and have his way with her. God, how could a woman be this stunning? She nodded for him to follow her, and she introduced him to the headmistress along with a few other women, who looked at him with gentle grace and composure. He was feeling a little awkward but all in all having a good time. He didn’t care what he was doing as long as he could watch them all day.
It was an hour later when he began to feel dizzy. He held onto his head and groaned, wondering what was wrong. Melly looked at him with concern and asked him if he needed any help. He merely shook his head and told her he just needed to take a seat. He sat down and pulled some migraine pills out of his pocket, swallowing a few before leaning back in his chair, closing his eyes. This was absolutely the worst time to have one of his migraines. He put his head in his hands, trying to breathe properly to calm himself down.
It got worse and worse, and the pill wasn’t working at all. At a point where it was too much for him to handle, he felt his consciousness slip away, and he collapsed onto the floor, groaning as his head hit the table.
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He woke up moments later still feeling dizzy, and tried to rub his head when he realized something was wrong. He opened his eyes and tried to adjust, his eyes blinking a few times as ways of nausea hit him. He was laying down somewhere, though still at the party. The room was darker than before, though, and all the decorations in the ceiling seemed a little more gloomy. He looked up to see that his arms were handcuffed to the posts of the bed, making him stretch out and completely unable to move. Wait, bed? Why would there be a bed in the centre of a school auditorium? It definitely wasn’t there before. He struggled, now feeling nervous. What the hell was going on.
He looked further to see the entire staff of the academy staring at him, with three women standing in the front, all studying him with murderous intentions. It was Melly, the woman she was talking to, and the headmistress, all looking like he wasn’t tied to a bed in the middle of a Christmas party. He groaned and yelled, “hey, what’s going on here?”
The headmistress approached him, and sat on the bed next to him. He struggled in his bonds, trying to attack her to no avail. The bonds were too tight. “We’ve discovered what you did to the academy the day you fixed the lights for us.” He stopped struggling and stared at her, shock in his eyes. How did they find out? What were they going to do to him?
“I… I didn’t do anything.” He denied, trying to keep his voice as neutral as possible.
“We’ve seen the video uploads online. Did you think we were stupid?” She said coldly, still staring down at him.
“It wasn’t me! I swear!” He denied again, closing his eyes to breathe deeply.
“We have evidence it was you.” She bluffed.
“Please, I didn’t mean to do it! I swear it was just a prank.” He had fallen for it, and she grinned widely.
“I’m sure the money in your bank account from all the subscriptions is proof that it is not a prank. We shall punish you in a way to ensure you never do this to anyone again. That is, if you survive this.”
He opened his eyes to glare at her. “I’m going to call the police on you! People know where I am right now, they’ll come for you!”
“We have your phone. You definitely didn’t tell anyone where you’d be tonight.” She replied and stood up from the bed. “I’ve had enough of talking to him. Please, Ms. Pettit. You may begin.”
The woman with the blonde hair stepped forwards, her black dress billowing around her as she did. “What are you doing?” Jacob asked with a frightened voice, and started to struggle in his bonds again. “I promise I won’t do it again. Please, don’t do it! Just let me go, I won’t tell anyone!” She ignored him, and only stood there and nodded to a few of the other women.
They approached him and began to take off his clothes. Two women pulled his trousers off and another removed his jacket. He was now in his undergarments, and was shivering from the fright more than the clothes. Ms. Pettit approached and pulled his boxers down, revealing his soft dick. He looked down at it, and felt immense shame flood his senses. He was now completely naked in front of thirty women who were the top of their fields in nursing. It was the most shameful he’s ever felt in his life. He figured they would make him stay there naked all night and laugh at him. It was the worst punishment he could imagine for himself.
Instead, Ms. Pettit began to take off her panties. She threw it to the side, and he watched as she climbed onto the bed and straddled him. “What the fuck?” He cried out, and looked down at her curvy body as she closed her eyes, concentrating.
She began to murmur something under her breath, and her body began to glow. She looked like she was being taken over by some sort of demonic being as she started to rub her pussy against his dick. It was already soaking wet, and made it so hard for him to be angry as she rubbed her skin against his, over and over again. He got hard almost immediately. She wrapped her hand around his dick, her eyes completely pitch black as she lifted it and pushed it deep into her cunt. He looked around wildly at the other women, trying to see if they were seeing this as well. They only watched her, mesmerized as she glowed like a goddess but looked like a demon. She was incredibly tight and sticky, and started to work her way up and down his dick, her hips in a slow rhythm as she continued her chant.
He had no idea what she was saying, it seemed to be some sort of foreign language. After realizing that watching her only increased his fright, he closed his eyes, trying to forget this was happening. His body wouldn’t though, and he was rock hard as she rode him, the hottest woman he had ever fucked. She began to chant louder, louder and louder as her pussy squeezed down on him. He moaned and groaned over and over again, feeling the pleasure as she continued her fucking. She began to move as fast as her chanting, riding him as her life depended on it. He desperately wanted to hold on to her waist. She was moving so fast he thought she would fall off of him and the bed, but she maintained her composure as she continued the chant.
It was louder… louder and louder… and soon he couldn’t take it anymore. It felt too damned good. The woman was tighter than he’d ever experienced, and he started to thrust into her, letting his hips control him. With a particularly hard squeeze, he felt his balls tightening, and he cried out loud as he came, his dick exploding as shot after shot of cum came out of him and he lost complete control. It was then when he began to glow along with her. His body was glowing a faint bluish hue, and before he could ask what was going on, his hands began to shrink, and he was separated from the bonds for just one second before his entire body shrank as well. He gasped and moaned and tried to figure out what was going on, and then realized he had somehow become a small object on the bed, completely unable to move.
The girls crowded around him and oohed and aahed. He tried to move against the invisible bonds holding him down to no avail. He realized he didn’t have eyes or ears or anything that explained why he was still fully conscious, and though he tried to talk, no words came out.
The girls were staring at a large lifelike erect 9 inch dildo with testicles attached. Ms. Pettit picked up the wriggling and pulsing dildo, which seemed to have a mind of its own. It looked so lifelike that the veins were practically pulsing in front of her, and she moved it from hand to hand, studying it. “It worked!” She declared, smiling to herself. She showed the crowd and they gaped at it, though some watched it sinisterly. She immediately passed it over to the headmistress, who studied it as she passed it between her hands as well.
“How long will this last?” The woman asked, holding it firmly in her hands.
“As long as you want it to. I have to utter the transformation spell again for him to turn back to normal.” Ms. Pettit explained.
“Well, we’re going to have quite a lot of fun, aren’t we?” The headmistress grinned. The bed was pulled away to the corner of the room and Ms. Pettit put her underwear back on, a little flushed from having a foreign man deep inside of her. Inside the dildo, Jacob was screaming and thrashing and begging to be let go. He had never felt fear like this before, and had no idea what the women were going to do to him next. Would he be stuck like his forever? It felt like some kind of death sentence. It was way worse than what he had done to them, and he didn’t understand how people who were trained to take care of others could be so cruel.
Chapter 4
The girls chattered to each other, very excited for their upcoming lesson. A lot of the girls in the program were huge perverts, and loved to tease each other when they knew the teachers weren’t listening in on them. Most were raised in conservative households, and didn’t know much about sex other than what they saw on TV and read in books, so they needed a lot of education to not freak out at their patients and the weird diseases they may have to deal with. The girls entered the largest auditorium in the university, eager to get the best spot possible. Today was the penis demonstration, where a teacher and students that were selected get to demonstrate how to take care of one properly and efficiently. It was the most talked about lesson of the school, with hushed whispers in the hallways about what really happened in that classroom. And now, the first years were finally able to experience it.
They sat in rows as close to the stage as possible, 100 students that were new to the program and still getting the hang of things. They gasped to each other when it was the headmistress that appeared in the front, smiling at all of them with affection. “Hello, girls.” She said, her high heels tapping against the wooden stage.
“Hello Headmistress.” They replied.
“I’ll be taking over your lesson for today. It’s quite an important one, and I usually like to step in. Today is particularly interesting because we have a new instrument for you girls to work with, you’ll be our test subjects for this method of teaching.”
The girls whispered to each other excitedly, and the headmistress turned on the two cameras that were pointed towards a table on the stage. She reached into her purse and pulled out a box, and inside was the dildo that was locked inside for a few weeks now. She placed it on the table, and the girls giggled at the lifelike dildo now standing awkwardly in the centre of the stage. Jacob was awakened by the sensation of being touched again. It felt like his actual dick was being touched. No, more like his entire body was being stroked. It was a wild and foreign sensation, though it was overridden by the fact that he was frightened. Very frightened.
He had spent the last few weeks locked inside a black velvet box, unable to move or do anything other than lay there all day, occasionally hearing the murmuring of girls voices around him. He thought of a million possibilities of what they were going to do to him. Now, standing here with a hundred giggling girls looking at him, he was completely and utterly speechless for the first time in his life. Though he wouldn’t be able to talk even if he wanted to.
“I need a volunteer from the audience.” Almost half the girls raised their hands, the other half a bit too shy to want to volunteer for something they would be criticized for. The headmistress looked around, studying them. “Hmmm….” She said, and then stopped on a bigger girl, who was bouncing up and down in her seats. “Ms. Patterson, please.”
Anne, or Ms. Patterson, was one of the most popular girls in the program. She was slightly overweight though very good at putting on makeup to show off her best qualities. She was known for being particularly abusive towards men, and most of her boyfriends had run away from her in the past when they realized what a psychopath she was. She was the headmistress’s new favorite student of the year, mostly due to her intelligence, but also because of her hatred for men. Anne was incredibly excited, and almost ran up to the stage, tripping a little as she did.
“Anne, I would like to show these women how to handle a penis properly, though we will demonstrate both the do’s and dont’s today.” Anne nodded, respecting the headmistress’s wishes.
The women were still giggling away, laughing with one another, which was decidedly not okay with the headmistress. She grabbed the dildo head and smacked the testicles a few times against the desk to get their attention. They stopped talking now, all of them staring at the headmistress with widened eyes. “Excuse me, I require silence from the audience.” Jacob, still a little drowsy from before, was startled awake. The pain in his body was deafening. Did the headmistress not know he could feel every single thing she was doing to him? That his soul was still present in the object in her hands? He groaned and practically screamed out loud, unable to help himself. Maybe she did know what she was doing, and this was all part of the plan to torture him as much as possible.
“Let me demonstrate how to check for lumps in the testicles.” She rubbed hard against it, feeling every single lump and bump as she pulled on the skin and rubbed against the testicles. Jacob was moaning away, incredibly angry, though tried to take it like a champ. The headmistress passed it over to the student, who tried to do it as well.
Anne demonstrated how psychotic she was immediately, and she grasped hardly onto the head, using it as an anchor as she rubbed her long manicured nails against the balls, tugging and pulling at it with her fingers as she pinched down, hard. Jacob yelped over and over again, swearing at the stupid girl to stop her abuse. The audience was laughing loudly, knowing that Anne was doing it wrong. Even the headmistress was smiling a little. She joked, “if any of you are as rough as Anne is with her patients, I’m sure you’ll be kicked out of your placements immediately.” The audience burst out laughing, unable to believe the headmistress was capable of making jokes. She demonstrated to Anne how to do it properly, and Anne did it again, softer this time, but still pulling on the hairs on Jacob’s balls like a kid with a new toy. He’d never hated anyone more. He knew this girl would never get laid with the way she handled a dick.
“Now, we will demonstrate how to swab a man’s dick properly for STIs.” She steadied the dildo on the desk for them, and used both hands to grip and strangle it as though it was an attacking snake. She nodded towards a package next to her for Anne, who grabbed it and took out a swab. “Come, Anne, you try.”
Anne nodded, eager to show off her skills. She dipped the swab into the dick, pushing the urethra as she nudged the stick into his hole. She twirled it around, touching every single part of him as she worked her way up. When she was done, she showed the class, who clapped for her. They were all shocked with how gentle she was this time. Jacob had never gotten an STI swab before, so had no idea what was supposed to happen, but had a huge fear of something entering his urethra. He grimaced and moaned, swearing at Anne over and over again. He wanted to strangle her for what she was doing to him. It wasn’t too painful at least, so he was feeling a little bit better than before.
His thoughts froze when the headmistress shook her head. “No, Anne. That’s not how you do it at all.” The class stopped their clapping abruptly. “This is a situation where you have to be very rough with the patient. It might be uncomfortable for them, but it will help them in the long run. No one wants their penis to be chopped off from cancer or STIs. You have to scrape the inner epithelium as much as possible, make sure to remove all the skin and bacteria out, forcing the cell to come off of the urethra and onto your swab. Do you understand what I mean?”
“Yes headmistress.” Anne nodded. “Sorry, headmistress.”
“Nothing to be sorry about, let me demonstrate.” She used one hand to strangle the dildo again, forcing it down so hard that it looked like it couldn’t breathe against the pressure of the old woman’s grip. She shoved and jabbed her stick into the urethra, swirling hard before roughly pulling out. Jacob was screaming at this point, though no one could hear him. This was absolutely his worst nightmare. Not only was his urethra getting absolutely destroyed by this woman, he was being watched by hundreds of women, who were all basically laughing at his pain. It was horrifying, and he wanted to get out of his nightmare right away. He screamed and screamed, begging to be let out and turn back. He promised he would never do what he did again, but again, no one could hear him.
Anne nodded, understanding what she was supposed to do now. She followed the instructions, pushing the dick down onto the table harshly and twirling it, making the urethra expand past the comfortable level as she twirled the stick over and over again, slapping the wood against the inside of the dildo. Jacob moaned, and pleaded while the headmistress nodded. “Much better.”
She glanced around the room. “We have plenty of time still and I would like all of you to practice on the life sized penis we have purchased this semester for you girls. We only have one, it is quite an expensive and rare commodity, so I want you all to pass it around and try it on your own. I will give each one of you advice while you do it.”
The girls hooted, most of them excited to be able to give it a try. Anne helped the headmistress pass out a swab to each one of the girls, and sat back at her seat, feeling very excited from being praised by the headmistress. It seemed like the headmistress was having fun herself, because she turned on some music, a soothing melody that echoed in the auditorium. She then passed the dildo over to the first girl, who looked down at it in fear.
“Come on, you can do it!” Someone called out.
“Yeah, do it Cathy!” She nodded, and then slammed the dildo against the table in front of her. Jacob cried out at the shock of it. He thought that the girl would be one of the gentle ones, but it seemed all of them wanted to make the headmistress proud. She swirled the swab in her hand before sticking it into him, pushing it even deeper than before before taking it back out.
“I did it!” She said excitedly.
And so it continued. A hundred women practiced on him, pushing the swab deep over and over again. If he didn’t think this was a nightmare before, he knew it was now. He screamed and began to plead, begging them to please stop, hoping that if he kept screaming, maybe one person would be able to hear him. Maybe someone out there would be willing to turn him back into a human. “Please… please… anyone.” He was breathing heavily now, trying to control the panic building up inside of him.
The women only continued, laughing and teasing him as they said more and more gruesome things, “this is so disgusting!” They giggled, “no wonder why my parents told me not to touch my future husband unless it’s completely necessary.”
“Look at the veins.” One of them poked at him. “Look at how they swirl around like snakes. It’s so gross.” The others laughed in response. Even the headmistress seemed completely fine with the statements, and the girls became bolder and bolder with their comments.
A red-headed girl squeezed the balls hard, laughing as the dick wiggled away, “Do you think if I keep pushing on the balls like this some goo will come out?” She asked her friend, who was sitting next to her.
“You should squeeze hard enough to see if it’ll explode in your hands. I heard someone accidentally did that to their boyfriends before.” Her friend replied. Taking it as a dare, the red-head squeezed down even harder, making Jacob cry out loud at the sensation.
Some other girls stroked the head, making the foreskin go up, then down, then up then down. He was so raw now, completely unlubed and touched over and over by hundreds of women. It was hurting to just be touched by any of them at this point. He now wished he was back in the box, where no one was hurting him.
“This dick is so small!” One girl bragged when he was passed to her. “My boyfriend’s way larger than this, I don’t know where they found one this size.” She giggled.
One girl threw him down on the ground and pushed him away with her shoes. “Ewwwwww!” She screamed. “It’s so ugly and sticky and gross.” She almost started crying from hysteria. “I don’t want to touch it.”
“Tiffany.” The headmistress scolded. “It’s a part of your job!”
“No worries, I’ll help her.” Anne said as she picked him up from the dusty ground. She jammed both hers and Tiffany’s sticks inside at once and spread them like chopsticks, making Jacob expand so much he thought he was going to break.
“Nooooo…..” He moaned. “Please…. Stop.” He begged, but it was hopeless. They couldn’t hear him, and only the headmistress really knew what was going on. He wondered if the girls would stop this abuse if they knew that he was a real person they were handling. Maybe they all knew what was going on, and was just faking their innocence. If not, how could they be so cruel to their own patients?
When all the girls finally practiced their swabbing, the headmistress received the toy back, grinning from ear to ear. Jacob didn’t think she was the type that smiled very often, but clearly she was completely elated from being able to punish him. He even recognized some of the girls in front of him, he’d seen a lot of them almost naked, and enjoyed it when he did. He regretted that decision heavily now.
She set him back on the table again, and he begged her to have some mercy. She ignored him. “Now, I will demonstrate what semen looks like, it is essential for your studies in the gynecology clinic and for helping artificial insemination.” The girls gasped, realizing that the toy they were playing with was so realistic it could actually come. How wonderful, it was clear that the school didn’t spare any expense for giving them their proper education.
She used both her hands to start stroking the dildo, which was constantly hard at all times. Jacob began to moan, it was rougher than usual, and felt wild with all the pain he felt earlier with them jamming into him over and over again. The headmistress clearly knew what she was doing though, and continued to stroke him, her two hands wrapped around him as she did. The girls giggled away. If any of them knew they would be watching their headmistress stroke a cock today, they didn’t show it. They watched in amazement as the headmistress focused on the dildo, her eyes blazing in concentration. “Sometimes, lube helps the process.”
She took out a bottle of bubblegum flavored lube from her purse, and squirted a ridiculous amount on Jacob. He almost began drowning from the sensation, but it felt so good to feel the cool lube against his throbbing sore cock. She went faster now, and a hundred girls stared at him as she continued to rub him like it was her sole purpose in life. She pressed her thumb against the tip over and over again, grazing her nails against his most sensitive spots. He moaned and groaned and thrusted into her, but nothing actually happened in real life. Soon, he was feeling out of control. His balls squeezed tightly, and he desperately needed to cum. He wanted to stop himself. He kept whispering to himself, begging his body not to cum. It would be too embarrassing in front of all these girls, it would kill him on the inside. But he couldn’t help it, she was doing such a good job. He came without realizing it, and groaned out loud as his balls tightened dramatically and his semen shot out, so much with her brutal stroking.
She wouldn’t stop, and let his cum spurt out into the air in front of the girls, a gooey opaque white liquid that came out over and over again, something that he had been keeping inside him for what felt like months now. She continued to stroke him even when he stopped, and milked out every single drop out of him as he begged her to stop her assault against his sensitive dick. She wouldn’t, and stared down at him intently as he flopped down in his head, unable to breathe properly anymore. The class stared in awe, and she explained to them the importance of getting every drop to collect as much semen as possible for inspection and insemination into the carrier. They took notes, nodding as they agreed.
The headmistress spent the rest of the lesson teaching them the details of the male anatomy, how the sperm cells in his testicles combined with prostatic fluid, which neutralizes the acidity of the vagina, seminal fluid, which contains proteins, fatty acids, and fructose to nourish the sperm on their journey, and bulbourethral fluid, which lubricates the penis. The girls nodded, though most of them already knew this information. Jacob was only half listening through this entire process. How could he listen when he was so completely and utterly drained?
He couldn’t decide if it would be better to stay in the box forever or be part of these lessons. Honestly, they were both equally as bad. He had to find a way to convince the witch or another one to turn him back to normal. He had to.
He spent the rest of the week with the headmistress using him for the first years. She taught them over and over again, and each group was as excited as the last to play with him and use him. They made fun of him over and over again, and threw him around like he was a nasty toy that they’d never seen before. He begged and pleaded over and over again, despite knowing that no one would ever hear him.
Chapter 5
The headmistress sat in her office, typing on her computer. She was having a great week, and couldn’t help but imagine all the things she wanted to do with Jacob, how she wanted to torture him. The only flaw was that she couldn’t hear his pleading or begging, and didn’t know if he was actually conscious through all this. No matter, she would break him apart, and have him realizing who he was really going against.
Melly knocked on the door and the headmistress made a noise, telling the woman she could come in. “You wanted to see me, headmistress?” She asked, as polite as usual.
She nodded, “yes, I wanted to discuss something with you.”
A sly smile appeared on Melly’s face. “Was it regarding Jacob the dildo?”
The headmistress, despite herself, laughed out loud, “how could you tell?”
“You always look the happiest when you’re talking about how to torture him.” Melly replied. The headmistress inclined her head to the seat in front of her, and Melly sat down with her legs crossed, waiting. “What did you have in mind?”
“Well, I can’t stop thinking about the first year student at my first tutorial, her name is Anne Patterson.” The headmistress began.
“What about her?”
“Well, she was particularly rough with Jacob, and looked like she had a lot of fun doing so.”
Melly nodded. “Yes, I’ve been hearing a lot of rumors going around of how much fun the first years are having. I believe the other years are becoming quite jealous.” She laughed.
“Hah, maybe we should give them a repeat anatomy lesson then!” The headmistress laughed along. “I was wondering, do you think it would be too forward to ask Anne to join us at the staff party this Friday? I think she would have a lot of fun with us, and I have something quite sinister planned, but if word got out… it wouldn’t be good for us.”
Melly shook her head. “No, it wouldn’t. I can talk to Anne, see if she’ll be interested, and see if she’ll be discreet about it.”
The headmistress nodded. “Okay, thank you for your help. I can always count on you.” Melly nodded and blushed, realizing that it might be one of the first times the headmistress ever complimented her. She must’ve really been in a good mood.
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Melly found Anne in the afternoon in the corridors as she waited outside her class. She didn’t want to make a school wide announcement, because she knew Anne’s friends would ask her what was going on, and she had no idea how good of a liar Anne was. She called out her name and the student turned around, looking at her.
She looked as brutal as the rumors said, all strength in her build and malicious grin, even when she wasn’t specifically targeting someone. “Who are you?” Anne asked, eyeing her secretary outfit up and down.
“I’m the main secretary for the headmistress.” She replied. Most of the upper years knew her, but she had never formally introduced herself to the first years, so it was understandable how Anne didn’t recognize her.
“Ah, does she need me for something? To handle that penis a little harder next time?” She grinned widely.
Despite the fact that it was inappropriate, Melly laughed out loud. It seemed Jacob was doing a good job in uniting the girls at the nursing academy. “Actually, it’s kind of related to that. You see, the teachers and staff are going to have some sort of party this Friday, and it’s a little… inappropriate, for lack of a better word.”
“Inappropriate?” Anne asked loudly. They had been walking down the hallway with Melly speaking in a hushed noise, and Anne had stopped in her tracks at that statement.
“Please lower your volume.” Melly said. “We’ve all been having a lot of fun with the new toy at the academy, and it seemed like you were having a lot of fun as well. The headmistress has taken a liking to you, and would like to offer you extra credit for joining us at the party, what do you think?”
Anne thought about it for a second and then nodded. “I’m always interested in extra credit! I’m in.”
Melly smiled, she knew this would be the response from the other woman. “Great. I’m here to speak with you instead of the headmistress because it’s kind of taboo, and a secret. So you won’t be able to share it with anyone, especially your parents.”
Anne laughed. “Come on, I’m not a high school student anymore, I barely talk to my parents.”
“None of your friends can know either.”
Anne shook her head. “Of course, I understand.”
“Good girl.” Melly nodded. “We’ll be seeing you this Friday then. We’re all looking forward to it.” She winked at Anne before clicking away against the hardwood flooring with her high heels.
Anne watched her leave, with fascination in her expression and a gleam in her eyes.
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They hired the same people to decorate the party again. Instead of a Christmas theme, the headmistress made it a bit darker, with black ribbons and black and white balloons throughout. The staff giggled in appreciation as they studied the decoration. Melly had told Anne to come an hour after, and they gathered all the staff that were attending the party to inform them that Anne had no idea that Jacob was inside the dildo, and that the dildo itself was a sentient being. They didn’t want her being appalled by the use of magic, and the headmistress wanted her to use her full power to destroy Jacob at his very core. It was why the party was so much fun, anyways.
Before Anne even arrived, the headmistress took Jacob out of her briefcase, unlocking him from his chamber. He was roused from his sleep, which was something he had been doing more and more recently since he was stuck inside a box most of his life. He stirred, and wondered what was going on. It seemed like he was part of another party. He felt a spark of excitement. Maybe… maybe this was a sign that he would be free from these witches, that they would finally turn him back and stop all the abuse. Maybe he had been punished enough. He definitely knew he wouldn’t be taking advantage of women ever again. In fact, he was kind of terrified of women and the power they possessed now.
The headmistress stroked him from the base to the tip a few times, and then laid him on the table in the centre of the room. They had weirdly arranged the chairs in a circular arrangement with Jacob sitting in the middle, and the staff were all gathering drinks now, pouring it in their cups as they sat down in their chairs.
When Anne finally arrived, Melly welcomed her and brought her to the headmistress, who gave her as warm of a welcome as she could manage. She cleared her throat and clapped, and the room fell silent, waiting for her to speak. “I have something incredibly fun planned for all of you today, since I believe you’ve all been working particularly hard this semester. We generally hold these parties between each semester, but I wanted this one to be particularly special.” She said. “All of you have agreed to partake in this night’s activity beforehand, and I’m all of you will have a great time. Especially Anne, the student that’s joining us today.” The teachers and staff raised their glasses as a salute to Anne. Anne, despite her harsh personality blushed a little at the attention.
“I have in the drinks something special for you all. It’s something created by Ms. Pettit, a family recipe.” She winked at the teacher, who winked back. Anne glanced at her teacher, one of the new ones that just started this semester, and wondered what secret they were hiding from her. “The drinks contain a serum that helps with vaginal health. It lubricates you and enables you to continue going without feeling sore or exhausted, as well as tightens your vagina, which I’m sure some of you need help with.” She winked at the teachers. “Be wary about drinking too much though, I’ve been told it makes you way too tight for comfort. Though really, we should all be having fun tonight, hmm?” They all clapped, hooted, and went back to their drinks at once.
Anne was gaping at all of them now. Did she actually hear this correctly? The teachers were all going to drink something to make them extra wet and tighten their vaginas? What for? Were they going to partake in some sort of orgy in front of everyone here? What the hell was going on in this nursing school? Before she could say anything, Melly handed her a drink. “Here you go, drink up!” Anne could only nod in response and take the drink, not understanding what was actually going on. The drinks were spiked at a teacher’s gathering??
The teachers continued to talk and laugh for an hour, each of them giggling like nothing was wrong or unusual. Anne could only watch, transfixed by the night’s events. When the headmistress gave her approval at the amount everyone was drinking, she stood in front of the dildo and cleared her throat again. “Now that we’ve all had enough to drink, let’s begin the night’s activities.” The girls all sat in a circle, staring at the headmistress.
Anne noticed at once that all the women at the academy were incredibly gorgeous. How was every single staff and teacher smart and beautiful? It didn’t make any sense, but it seemed like the headmistress had a taste, or a very high standard in the women she chose as staff members.
The headmistress lifted the dildo into her hands, and began to play with it, moving it up and down to fondle it. She squeezed it particularly tight, grinning at the laughing audience. She then moved over and handed it to the girl in front of her, Melly, the secretary. Melly still hadn’t touched the dildo before, and wasn’t the type to be around men that often. So she held onto it cautiously, looking at it then at the headmistress. The headmistress nodded, giving the woman permission, and Melly began to stroke it, up and down over and over again.
“Melly, I believe you’re giving it too much satisfaction.” She laughed. Melly was determined to make the headmistress proud of her, so she began to stroke harder, gripping tightly as she did so. She pulled on the balls at the same time as the head, stretching the dildo as far away as she could manage without breaking it. Jacob, feeling the same pain as he did during the first year’s demonstration, began to howl in pain again.
“Fuck you!” He cried out, calling all of the women in the room disgusting names, one which none of them could hear. When Melly was done, she passed it to the next girl, and all began to feel more and more comfortable. They chatted with each other as he got passed around, and some of the bolder teachers or cleaning staff made vulgar gestures with Jacob, flicking him with their long nails, and stuffing it in their mouths, only to tell the others how disgusting he tastes.
They began to make fun of him more and more, joking about how he could never get touched by women unless they were treating him like this, how he was just a disgusting plumber that was a pervert, and he was only a pervert because of how desperate he was to be touched by a woman, any woman. They gave him harder and harder squeezes, telling him that was what he wanted in the first place. He groaned and moaned underneath them, and was confused by the pleasure mixed with pain he was experiencing. It was hard for him to stay turned on. The words… the words they were saying about him were true. He was lonely, and was a pig desperate for women’s attention. He felt shame rush over him, and felt guilty about releasing those videos to the public for the first time and trying to make money from it. Hell, he shouldn’t have filmed the girls in the first place.
Anne was feeling confused, why did they talk about the dildo like he was a person? She asked Melly, who was sitting on the right of her, and she explained that it was fashioned out of a really bad man, which is why they were trying to punish it. She nodded, though it still didn’t make a lot of sense. They were talking about the dildo like it was a person.
“He’s more of a man now that he ever was.” A woman giggled, and another agreed.
“He’s much hotter now that he’s a dildo.” She laughed. “I can actually stand to look at him now.”
The witch, Ms. Pettit, seemed like she was having a great time as well. She had never really used her powers much before, she knew she might be ostracized by society if she did, so seeing the women laugh and have fun with something she created, she knew she did good for once. Besides, the man absolutely deserved all of this. She wouldn’t be turning him back anytime soon. Hell, she might never turn him back again!
When the dildo was finally passed to the last person, Anne, she knew she wanted to feel included, and began to do her worst. She pushed her finger into the urethra hole of the dick without any lubrication, pushing it far apart. Jacob screamed and thrashed, but the dildo was continuously hard in Anne’s hands. When she made a big enough hole, shoving her two fingers in, she grinned up at her audience, who all whopped and cheered at her work. She then moved the dick against her mouth, and let go just as she blew hard against it. The dick expanded heavily and she moved it around, showing it off before she blew out, letting it go like a balloon. It shot through the air and then fell onto the ground, completely limp.
The audience laughed maniacally, with the nurses slapping their thighs with how much they laughed. “You’re a joy, Anne.” Anne had never had that many people pay attention to before, and was spurred on, enjoying her time tremendously. When she got the dildo again, she would be completely annihilating it.
The headmistress bent down to pick him up from the ground, and began to stroke him again, getting him horny once more. Jacob was still cursing and spewing nonsense at Anne, who he hated more than any of them, even the witch that did this to him in the first place. The headmistress had just gotten her nail done for this occasion, and so dug her nails in deep into his balls. Jacob yelped like a cat, and growled at the headmistress. The nails sunk in, so deeply that if it were a real dick, he would be bleeding. Instead, he was still hard as a rock, and she bent him completely in half. A woman whistled, “wow, he’s so flexible.”
“Only the best of the best for our school.” The headmistress said. She handed the dildo to her right again, where Melly was sitting.
“You know what to do.” was all she said. Anne was already feeling the liquid in her veins work its magic. She had no idea where they found a serum to do something like this, as she’d never heard of it before, but she was getting juicer and juicer, and her vagina was decidedly creamer than usual. She couldn’t help herself, though, and despite the headmistress’s warning earlier, she chugged down the drink, drinking more and more as she watched the other women.
It should be fine, righ?
She watched as Melly shifted her skirt aside, showing off her crotch. Annen realized at once that none of the women were wearing panties underneath their dresses or skirts, and that they had all planned to do this especially for this occasion. Wow. If she knew she had signed up for this on the first day of nursing school, she would’ve paid more attention to class.
Melly slammed the dildo onto the chair she was sitting on, and moved back to insert the dildo inside of her. Her mouth opened in a wide ‘O’, and she began to move her hips to get it deep inside of her. Over and over she grinded into it, and the other teachers whispered and laughed, encouraging her on. They were all feeling horny from having the drinks themselves, and all wanted to have their turn with the dildo.
Melly, despite never seeing a dildo before, was a complete expert. She moved her hips like she owned it, and Jacob, though was still in a lot of pain, was feeling good as well. Maybe this wouldn’t be terrible after all, being cradled and fucked by all these stunning women. Melly was flicking her clit as her head shot back, and she moaned over and over, letting the embarrassment of getting pleasured in front of all her colleagues get her even hornier.
Jacob had noticed immediately that she was tighter than any woman he’d ever felt, and knew immediately it was the work of the drink. It seemed the headmistress wasn’t spewing out bullshit, and the drink actually did as she described. He was eager now, does that mean all the women would be as tight as Melly? Even the ones that had sex reguarly?
Melly came at least, and was breathing heavily as she passed it onto the next teacher. And so they went, staff after staff, all having their turn riding the dildo. They were showing off their riding skills, grinning at each other as they moaned in lust. The more they passed it on, the more Jacob regretted his eagerness in the beginning. He had cum a few times now, and was feeling completely drained and exhausted. He was so chaffed now that every stroke was beginning to feel more painful than pleasurable, and he couldn’t believe these many women were sharing one dildo after the next. As well, some of the women had more drinks than the others, and they were squeezing him so tightly that he felt like he was going to explode. It was not a fun time, no matter how hot they were. He began to beg and plead again, telling them to stop, wondering if the witch could hear her with her powers. Maybe she would feel guilty and tell them all to stop.
Instead, Ms. Pettit was clearly having more and more fun, and when it was her turn, she went crazy again, stradling him as she fucked him. “Hey, how is he compared to the first time?” They asked her.
She grinned wildly. “So, so much better. Not talking like the bitch he was, letting me enjoy myself, and he’s so, so much bigger than he was before.” She explained.
“Hey!” Jacob said, annoyed. He wasn’t that small, was he? He felt immensely embarrassed now, and didn’t know how much more of the verbal abuse he could take.
At last, when he didn’t know if he would faint from the amount of abuse he was taking, he was passed onto the final woman in the room, Anne, who was having drink after drink as she waited. He looked at her and said, “no, no. Please. I promise I’ll never do it again. Please, just let me go. I don’t want her to touch me… no!”
Anne was feeling so horny now she knew she would want it rough. Rougher than usual. She slammed the dildo onto the chair and slid her vagina in, her cunt already sopping wet as he dripped down her thighs. She pushed down, and gasped as she felt it. She was so fucking tight that there was barely a hole anymore. She clearly had too much to drink! She had no idea how she would fit a 9 inch dildo inside of her, but she would try.
Jacob felt like he was being strangled to death as she slammed into him over and over, practically jumping on her chair as she tried to get him inside of her. With every slam he inched closer and closer, but it felt like he was choking, like he was dying, and she wouldn’t stop no matter how much he screamed.
She started to ride it hard and fast as she fit all of him in, going much faster than any of the other women with her youth. The chair she was sitting on was shaking and creaking, like it wouldn’t be able to take more of her abuse. She was moaning louder and louder now, and played with her own tits as she felt the orgasm ride higher and higher. She flicked her clit a few times, and screamed out loud as she came, the liquid flooding the chair completely as she hit it hard, and it fell apart underneath her. She fell onto the floor with a loud ‘thud’, and the teachers all moved around her in concern, though most were still laughing at the show they had just witnessed.
The dildo was still lodged deep inside of her, and she groaned as she tried to pull it out. She was completely unable to. It seemed the serum in the drinks were still hard at work. She grabbed its balls and started to yank it out from her, but it didn’t work at all. Other women began to help her, digging their nails into the balls to try to yank it out.
It was no use, and the headmistress left the room, coming back with a metal plier to grip its balls and pull. The shaft seemed to have been squeezed flat as it was pulled out. The teachers choked on their drinks, laughing at how ridiculous the 9 inch dildo looked now.
Anne was still petting her butt, and she flushed, completely embarrassed, “I’m so sorry, I didn’t want to break something you clearly spent a lot of money for.” She said, looking at the headmistress and bowing a few times.
“No worries, we have something to tell you, actually.” The headmistress explained the whole story to Anne, who had a hard time believing there was a witch in the school. She blinked at them a few times, and nodded, just happy that she wouldn’t be punished for this.
She spent the rest of the night enjoying herself with the fellow staff, and they all thanked her multiple times for joining them and putting on such a good show. They even told her that they would give her extra credit for making them laugh so much, and Anne grinned, knowing she would be buying a dildo of her own soon.
The headmistress walked to the witch, asking her if Jacob could be fixed. Ms. Pettit shook her head. “No, headmistress. I’m afraid that’s far beyond my powers.”
“Well then, I guess we’ve had quite a lot of fun with him already. Maybe we can find some other man to torture after this.” She grinned, and Ms. Pettit laughed back, so glad that she was in such a warming community of women. She would really enjoy working here in the future, she was sure of it.
The headmistress tossed the squished dildo between her hands, and then moved to the trash can, tossing it inside without a second though.
She went back to her staff, her amazing and lovely staff, and began chatting with them, knowing that she gave them all the time of their lives, and would be doing so again, and again, and again. There were many more bad men in the world that they could punish, after all.