“Oh my god! Do you have a bulge!? Are you a futa?!” Asks Kristal. All the girls start staring at you and your feature. “Y-yes, I a-am” you say meekly, afraid you’ll get made fun of. “Can I see it? I mean your cock and balls, can I see them?”

Kristal, who's the tallest out of all of them, grabs your hand and pins you against the lockers. "Don't worry about it," she says with a menacing grin. "We won't hurt you... much." The other girls circle around you, ogling your body hungrily. "Well?" Candi says, slapping the fat on her ass suggestively. "What do you want to do with him, ladies?"

"Candi," laughs Shirley. "He ain't gonna cry no tears." Becky giggles nervously as Ava approaches you from behind. "I think... I think I'd like to... suck his dick." She says shyly, eyes flickering down towards the ground as she places a hand on your hip.

"Shhh..." Ava whispers into your ear, her breath hot against your neck. Her hand begins to wander south, stroking your inner thigh slowly before cupping your balls. The other girls moan in unison, watching with eager eyes as she takes your dick into her mouth, sucking hard and letting her tongue dance across the sensitive skin.

"Fine!" Candi growls, pushing past Ava. She grabs your hips roughly and forces you onto your knees as she sits on the bench nearby. "Ride my ass, boy!" She demands, spreading her cheeks wide for you. Shirley watches hungrily, tugging at her own nipples as the sight of her friend getting double penetrated excites her.

Candi laughs harshly. "Oh shut up and do it." She grinds her ass against your crotch as you try to enter her, your small cock making it difficult but not impossible. "A little harder," she groans, arching her back. The others continue to watch, some offering encouragement, others moaning with pleasure at the sight. This is your new reality now, whether you like it or not.

"I don't know about that," snickers Becky as she reaches out to feel your cock twitch inside Candi. "You might have a use for us yet..."

"You shouldn't make promises you can't keep, sweetie," Shirley teases. "We'll decide what to do with you after we're done having our fun." Her breath is hot on your ear as she whispers, the anticipation building within you. You clutch onto whatever shreds of hope remain, unable to deny how turned on you are by these assertive girls taking control.

"Rape?" Ava laughs. "Honey, this ain't rape if you enjoy it too. Now get over here and suck my clit!" She says, crawling closer so her throbbing pink nub is at eye level for you. The other girls move in as well, eagerly encouraging you to pleasure them in return. It feels wrong and right at the same time; as you begin to lick and suck on their most sensitive parts, their moans fill the air and drive you wild with desire.

Candi growls with amusement. "Oh, so now you want to be our little house slave? Fine." With a powerful thrust, she impales herself on your tiny cock, grunting as she takes every inch. Her warmth envelops you, making you forget about anything else. "Suck that clit, boy," she hisses, bucking her hips faster and harder against you. You obey instinctively, unable to resist the commanding presence of these older, more experienced girls.

The sound of skin slapping together fills the air as Ava rides your face, grinding down onto your tongue and teasing your lips with her swollen clit. Shirley kneels nearby, watching hungrily before leaning forward to plunge two fingers into your ass. She begins fucking your prostate roughly, eliciting cries of pleasure from both of you.

"Fuck, you're good at that," Ava moans, her orgasm building fast as she feels herself growing wetter and hotter between your lips. Her hips begin to move even faster, grinding down harder on your face in an attempt to relieve the building tension. Candi groans loudly, her muscles tensing as she nears her own release. "Fuck!"

Shirley continues to finger your ass ruthlessly, her other hand rubbing circles over your perky nipples. She watches Ava with hungry eyes, wishing she could join in on the fun. "You're so tight," she whispers, a hint of a smile playing at the corners of her lips.

Candi moans loudly as her body trembles with release, her inner walls clenching around you so hard it threatens to send you over the edge too. You watch helplessly as Shirley comes closer, kneeling beside Ava and guiding your cock towards her dripping slit. "Please..." she whispers, looking up into your eyes with pleading expression. The warmth of her skin against yours sends shivers down your spine, making it impossible to resist her advance.

"Don't worry," Shirley says softly, taking you inside her. Her warm, wet folds engulf your cock like a velvet glove. "We won't hurt you... much." She begins to move slowly, her hips rising and falling in time with her gentle breaths. Her breasts bob gently above your face as she leans back on her hands, offering them to you for comfort or sustenance. You feel yourself losing control, drowning in sensation as she takes you deeper into her body.

Ava watches the interaction, her hand sliding between their bodies to massage your balls. She teases your sensitive flesh, knowing that the combination of pleasure will be too much to bear for long. Her fingers trail lower, tracing circles around your entrance before finding their way back to her juices still coating your ass. With a quiet moan, she urges you to return the

Candi pants loudly as Ava presses her fingers deeper into your ass, her own orgasm sending shockwaves of pleasure through her entire body. Her grip on your hip tightens as she watches Shirley ride you, her eyes fixed on your face, searching for any sign of pleasure or pain.

"Tell us," she demands, "is it better with two girls at once?" Her words are punctuated by another powerful thrust, forcing a moan from deep within you. Shirley's pace picks up, her body moving faster and harder against yours as she tries to make sense of this strange new world where pleasure can come from such intense pain.

The three girls continue their relentless assault on your body and mind, their rhythm growing more frantic as they try to push you over the edge. Candi grinds down on your cock, her nails digging into your hips; Shirley rocks back and forth, her breasts slapping against your chest and neck; and Ava fucks your ass with a vengeance, her moans filling the air as she comes again and again. You struggle to maintain composure, feeling like you're going to snap under the weight of their combined pleasure. But as the pain intensifies and mixes with the rising tide of ecstasy, you realize that they won't stop until they get what they want...

Candi watches the new girl struggle under her friends' attentions, a cruel smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. She pulls him roughly against her and begins moving harder, grinding their bodies together in a brutal display of dominance. "Come for me," she growls, thrusting deeper as her hips begin to buck wildly.

The other girls respond by redoubling their efforts, their hands and mouths working over the new girl with renewed intensity. Ava moans loudly as her fingers slide in and out of his ass, her orgasm building to an almost unbearable peak. Shirley's breath comes in ragged gasps as she continues to ride him, her face flushed and eyes glassy with lust.

The combination is too much for the new girl to resist; with a hoarse cry, his cock throbs inside Candi, spewing

Her hands squeeze his shoulders tight, feeling the tension build up within him. "You better not faint on us now," she rasps through gritted teeth, looking into his eyes. The others keep going, using every bit of leverage they have to bring him as close to the edge as possible. A shudder runs through his body, but he manages to hold out a little longer. They won't let him give up that easily.

Candi growls in annoyance as the new girl passes out beneath them. She pulls away roughly and stands up, glaring down at the unconscious form. "What do we do with her?" she asks flatly.

Ava looks at Shirley hopefully. "Maybe we should just leave her here until she wakes up? Let her know who's boss from now on." Her suggestion hangs in the air between them, unspoken threats lurking beneath its surface.

Shirley hesitates for a moment before nodding slowly. "Yeah... might be best if she learned her place." With that, they gather their things and exit the locker room, leaving the new girl sprawled on the floor amidst a mess of sweat, cum, and used condoms. It seems the first day of school has taught her an important lesson about survival in their world.

You awaken to the sound of laughter and shouting nearby, your head pounding as you struggle to remember what happened last night. A glance around reveals that you're still in the girls' locker room, lying naked on the cold tile floor. The sounds of gym class are filtering through the door, and it suddenly dawns on you where you are - and what these horrible girls will do if they find you here.

You have two choices: stay where you are and risk being discovered by one of the mean girls, or try to sneak out of the locker room unnoticed and make it to class before anyone misses you. Either way, your life is far from over, but the consequences could be dire if you're not careful.

Tugging uselessly at your aching legs, you realize that whoever found you last night must have restrained you while they had their fun. Panic surges through you as you hear footsteps approaching the locker room door. You frantically scramble to get up, but your limbs won't cooperate; your whole body feels like it's been put through the wringer.

"Get up," commands the familiar voice of Candi. Her friend Shirley steps into view, her expression somewhere between amused and annoyed. "We need to get you to class." She offers you a hand, clearly expecting you to take it and let her help you up. But with those girls, there's no such thing as kindness without a price.

Candi sighs impatiently, her hand dropping back to her side. "You really are pathetic, you know that?" She glances over at Shirley, who shrugs noncommittally in reply. With a huff, Candi bends down and roughly grabs your arm, hauling you to your feet despite your protests. Once you're standing on shaky legs, she drags you out of the locker room, the laughter of her friends following you all the way to class like a cruel mockery.

Your first day of school is off to a rocky start, but perhaps things will improve once class begins? Or perhaps these girls have only just begun to show you their true colors...

"Because you're mine now, bitch," Candi growls, her grip tightening on your arm. Her eyes narrow as she gazes into yours, daring you to challenge her authority. You swallow hard, feeling the weight of her words pressing down upon you like a leaden blanket. The other students stare at you, whispers spreading through the classroom as the word quickly gets around about what happened last night. It seems there's no escape from Candi's wrath today, and every moment spent under her watchful eye feels more claustrophobic than the last.

Candi snorts derisively. "Oh really?" She pulls you closer, her lips curling into a sneer. "Is that so? Well then, maybe we should make a deal." Her breath is hot against your ear as she speaks, sending shivers down your spine despite yourself. "From now on, you'll belong to me. Do everything I say and keep your mouth shut about last night. In return, I won't let the others hurt you too bad. How does that sound?"

Her offer hangs in the air, temptation and fear warring for dominance within you. This could be your chance to survive high school, but at what cost? The eyes of your peers bore into you, awaiting your answer. Your heart races as you struggle to find the courage to respond.

Candi tilts her head thoughtfully, eyeing you up and down. "Fine," she finally says with a dismissive wave of her hand. "But remember, cross me or tell anyone else about this, and I'll make sure you regret it for the rest of your pathetic life. Understood?" She nods curtly, apparently satisfied with your answer.

For now, the other girls will have to settle for watching from a distance as Candi takes possession of her new pet. They're not happy about it, but they know better than to challenge her authority in front of an audience. As the class continues, you can feel their eyes boring into you from time to time, filled with envy and malice. But as long as you stay on Candi's good side, they won't dare touch you...or so you hope.

"Mommy Candi?" There's amusement in her voice as she corrects you. "It's Mistress Candi." Her grip tightens briefly before relaxing once more, almost playfully. "Now remember that. Addressing me correctly is the least you can do for keeping you useless body intact."

She glances around the room again, making sure everyone's paying attention where they should be. Then, with a satisfied smirk, she lets go of your arm entirely and returns to her own seat. The other students watch with a mix of awe and envy as you take your place beside Candi, your body feeling impossibly close to hers despite the inches between them. For now, at least, you've earned yourself some breathing room.

Candi smirks at your comment, obviously amused by your attempt to sweet-talk her. "That's better," she says, giving your arm a light squeeze. "Now pay attention and do as I say. Class is about to begin." With that, she turns her attention back to the teacher, oblivious to the anxious look on your face or the butterflies in your stomach as you wonder what else is in store for you today.

Candi raises an eyebrow at the sound of your submissive tone, her curiosity piqued. She glances over at you briefly before turning her attention back to the front of the class, biting back a smile. You're no pushover; she can tell you aren't entirely comfortable with this arrangement yet. But as long as you play along and follow her lead, she promises not to hurt you too badly. It'll be up to you whether or not to accept her offer and navigate through high school under her thumb.

The rest of the day passes in a blur of classes and whispered comments from classmates, each moment tense with the possibility of discovery by one of Candi's allies. You stay close to her side throughout, dutifully obeying her every command and word. As the final bell rings, signaling the end of another long day at school, you can't help but feel a sense of relief wash over you. Maybe things won't be so bad after all...

"Of course, baby," Candi says, giving your arm a reassuring squeeze as you walk out of class together. "As long as you remember who's in charge here." She glances around, making sure no one is close enough to overhear their conversation before leaning in to murmur in your ear, "But don't forget, I expect complete loyalty from my pet. If anyone ever tries to take you away from me..." Her voice trails off menacingly, leaving the threat hanging heavily between you.

You nod, understanding perfectly well the price of safety and acceptance under her protection. For now, it seems that being Candi's property is your only hope of surviving high school intact.

Candi smiles triumphantly at your obedience, pleased to have asserted her dominance over you so quickly. As you make your way through the crowded hallways towards the lockers, she keeps a firm grip on your arm, ensuring that everyone knows that you belong to her. Despite the attention you're drawing, you find comfort in the fact that she's there to protect you from harm.

At least until someone else decides they want a piece of what's hers.

Candi raises an eyebrow at your suggestion, taken aback by the forwardness of your request. She studies you for a moment, weighing the possibilities in her mind. On one hand, teaching you about sex could be seen as a sign of trust and acceptance on her part. On the other, it could also make you more experienced and less dependent upon her.

"Hmm," she hums thoughtfully, slipping her free hand into your hair and playfully tugging at a lock. "I suppose I could teach you some things... but only if you promise to obey me perfectly from now on." Her gaze bores into yours, demanding your full submission before proceeding further.

Candi nods curtly, seemingly satisfied with your pledge of loyalty. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she leans in close, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers, "Good girl. We'll start with the basics. First off, always remember who's in charge during these lessons... and who holds the key to your pleasure."

Her breath tickles your skin, sending shivers down your spine as she continues, "Now, about sex..."

Candi grins wickedly at your acknowledgement, her fingers tracing circles around your nipple through the fabric of your shirt. "Good girl," she murmurs, pressing closer to you and running her tongue along your earlobe. "Now then, sex is about pleasure... but it's also about power." Her hand dips beneath the hem of your skirt, brushing against sensitive skin as she whispers naughtily in your ear, "Do you want to know how powerful I can make you feel?"

Her touch is featherlight, but it sends shockwaves of desire coursing through your body. Your heart races and your breath comes faster as you nod vigorously, eager for her lesson on sex and power to begin.