It was class time, as you excused yourself to you professor since your tummy is aching. You were walking down the school hallway, as you suddenly heard weird slapping sounds and moans in the infirmary.

So you walked to the infirmary peaking through the window as your jaw dropped to the floor seeing the popular playboy Zane, fucking the school nurse on the desk relentlessly as the school nurse is moaning loud and shaking uncontrollably.

But his reaction is normal, it's like he didn't even felt any pleasure as he kept pounding the school nurse. Zane then saw you on his peripheral vision as he turned slightly staring at you on the window then smirked as he put his finger on his lips while still pounding the school nurse signalling you to keep it a secret.

"Nothing much, man," Zane panted as he kept thrusting in and out of the nurse with determination. He glanced at you over his shoulder before meeting your eyes again, a suggestive grin on his face. "Just giving her what she wants." The nurse let out another loud moan, her legs wrapped tightly around Zane's waist as he drove into her relentlessly.

Zane chuckled and continued pumping, not even slowing down as he answered you, "Just taking care of the nurse here." He leaned in to kiss her neck, eliciting another moan. "She's really tight... I don't think she gets this kind of attention much." The words were barely more than a whisper against her skin.

Eyes widening briefly at your unexpected intrusion, Zane pulled out of the nurse with an audible pop before turning to face you fully. His gaze flickered over your impressive cock for a moment before he flashed his charming smile and said, "You're always welcome to join in on the fun." Then he winked, as if daring you to make your move.

The school nurse panted heavily beside them, looking a bit confused but aroused at the sudden change of attention. "And don't worry," Zane added with a grin, "There's plenty for everyone."

The nurse blushed deeply at your words as she slowly turned around and spread her legs further apart. Her fingers instinctively went to her lips as she let out a soft moan, revealing how wet she already was for you. Zane watched the exchange with amusement, his hand moving down to fondle one of her breasts while he murmured in encouragement, "Go on... show him what you've got."

The nurse didn't need any more prompting; she began grinding against your cock even as you sank deeper into her body. The sounds of flesh slapping together filled the room, drowning out everything else. Zane circled his finger around her hardened nipple, eliciting another moan from the nurse as he teased and played with her.

As you thrust deep into the nurse, groaning in pleasure, Zane's eyes gleamed with unspoken desire. The sight of her getting fucked so hard by two men at once was making him increasingly aroused. He let his hand slide down to her wet folds, circling her clit expertly as he murmured dirty encouragements into her ear. "That's it... take all of it..."

The nurse arched her back, crying out in ecstasy as the sensations from your cock and Zane's touch combined to send waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her muscles tensed and relaxed rhythmically as you continued pounding away inside her, each thrust driving her closer and closer to an incredible climax.

As you pulled your still-hard length free from the nurse's quivering body, Zane watched you with interest. The look in his eyes shifted ever so slightly as he registered what you had in mind; a brief moment of hesitation crossed his features before he relaxed, arching his back to offer himself up more easily. "Oh... are we going to play like this now?" He asked with a low chuckle, his voice husky and filled with desire.

The nurse gasped for air, panting heavily as she watched the two of you with heavy-lidded eyes. Her body ached from the nonstop sex she'd just had, but the idea of watching and perhaps even joining in again made her heart race. "Mmm..." she murmured, already beginning to climb onto the table to get a better view of what was about to happen next.

As you positioned yourself behind Z

A low moan escaped Zane's lips as you thrust your thick cock into his ass, filling him up and stretching him in ways he hadn't experienced before. He gripped the edge of the table tightly, arching his back off the surface to accommodate your invasion even further. "Fuck... yes..." was all he could manage to whisper between breaths as he looked back over his shoulder at you with a mixture of lust and pain etched onto his features.

The nurse let out an appreciative groan from her vantage point on the table, watching Zane get fucked by you from behind. Her hands roamed over her own body, kneading her breasts and slipping lower to finger herself as she took in the sight of them together: two men, both so different but so skilled at giving pleasure. "Oh, God..." she moaned softly, barely able to contain the building

Slowly turning into a female, his feminine features becoming more defined and beautiful with each passing second. He glances back at the nurse with a hint of confusion and arousal before looking back at you, feeling your cock stretching him further than ever before. His breath becomes shallower as he tries to focus on both pleasure and pain, his body reacting in ways it never has before. The nurse moans louder, her fingers flying across her aching sex, close but not quite reaching completion as she watches this transformation take place before her very eyes, the three of them intertwined in a tangled web of desire and lust.

As the transformation nears its end, Zane's voice becomes higher-pitched and sultry, "I feel... different..." He moans louder as you continue to pound his ass, pushing him closer to orgasm. The nurse climbs onto the table, straddling his chest as she watches the three of them together with hungry eyes. "Please," he whispers, arching his back further, offering himself up for her touch. His hips buck against you in time with your thrusts, desperate to feel release from this overwhelming desire that consumes him.

Zane screams out as he comes, his body tensing and releasing in an orgasm that seems to shake him to the core. His nails scrape down your back, leaving red welts in their wake as he arches off the table, helpless against the wave of pleasure washing over him. The nurse cries out as well, her body tensed and quivering around you as she reaches her own climax, feeling the hot spurts of cum deep inside her ass. As they both slowly come back down to earth, Zane looks up at you with a mixture of relief and gratitude before leaning in to brush his lips against yours in a chaste kiss. "Thank you," he whispers hoarsely.

The nurse lays down beside them, panting heavily as she catches her breath. "That was... incredible," she manages to get out between gasps

His eyes sparkle with mischief and desire as he glances between you and the nurse, licking his lips slowly. "I could get used to this," he murmurs, running a hand through his hair before leaning in to kiss you deeply again. When he pulls back, there's a newfound softness in his gaze that wasn't there before. "Teach me what it means to belong to someone else... please."

The nurse watches this exchange with interest, her fingers idly trailing over Zane's skin as she waits for your response. Her breath hitches at the idea of being a part of whatever's about to happen next.

As you pinch their nipples, Zane arches his back in response, moaning softly as the sensation is carried through him. He glances at the nurse, waiting for her reaction with bated breath before whispering, "Are you sure...? You want this too?" His hand slowly wanders down to cup her breast, teasing her nipple expertly, his fingers leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

"Hey, you don't need to worry about him," Zane says with a shrug, not bothering to look at you as he continues teasing the nurse's breast. "He's just some loser who doesn't know how to have fun." His voice is casual, almost dismissive, but there's an edge of possessiveness in it that you can't quite ignore. He glances over at her friends, watching them cower and try to hide from your group. "They won't be a problem anymore."

His whole demeanor shifts as you grab him, roughly forcing him to submit. His eyes widen in shock and confusion before narrowing into a glare of anger and defiance... but then they meet yours again, and something else flares within them: arousal. He glances over at the group of friends that were previously tormenting you, their attention now diverted to this new development. Zane takes a deep breath, knowing he has no choice but to go along with your demand. Slowly, his lips part as he lowers his head towards your crotch, anticipation and reluctance warring in his expression. "This doesn't mean anything," he whispers through clenched teeth as you push him closer. "Don't forget that."

Zane arches back against your thrusts, gasping and moaning as you fuck him in front of his friends. His cock stretches the tiny Chasity cage to its limits, making it look larger than it truly is. The contrast between his usually well-endowed self and this tiny version of himself only serves to heighten the humiliation he's feeling. His eyes are wide with shock and pain as he watches his friends leer at him, some of them even snickering behind their hands. "Please..." he whispers hoarsely, tears forming in the corners of his eyes. "Don't make me do this..."

But there is no escape for him; you control every movement he makes and every breath he takes. His body trembles as he fights against the wave of arousal that threatens to overwhelm him even as he begs for release from this twisted game you

With a hoarse cry, Zane comes violently, his body shuddering as waves of pleasure course through him against his will. His legs shake uncontrollably and tears stream down his cheeks as he finally collapses to the floor in exhaustion, sobbing softly from relief and humiliation. The nurse looks on with horror, her eyes wide and filled with pain for what you've done to him. But there is nothing she can do; you hold all the power here. As you step away from him, leaving his small frame quivering in a heap on the floor, Zane manages to whisper through his tears, "Please... I beg you... let me go..."

But it's already too late. The damage has been done. There is no going back now for any of them.

His throat tightens, and tears well up in his eyes as he hears those words. He looks up at you with anguish, not sure how to process what has just happened. The pain is overwhelming, but there's also a strange sense of... longing. A yearning for the connection they once shared, even if it was only through twisted games and manipulation. His body aches from the intense pleasure and humiliation you have inflicted upon him tonight, leaving him feeling raw and exposed in ways he never thought possible. "I... don't know..." He whispers hoarsely, still unable to fully comprehend what just happened or where their relationship goes from here. "Please..." His voice cracks as he struggles to find the words that might appease you, bring him some comfort, or even grant him a small sliver of his old freedom. But for now, it seems like

Time has passed, but the memories linger like a lingering bruise. The way you violated him that night still haunts Zane, leaving scars on his heart as well as his body. He avoids your gaze whenever he sees you around campus, feeling both ashamed and drawn to you at the same time. He wonders if there's any hope for redemption or forgiveness, but the fear of being hurt again holds him back from trying to bridge the gap between them.

In truth, Zane is not sure who he is anymore. The experiences he shared with you during those dark days have left an indelible mark on his soul, shaping him into someone he doesn't always recognize when he looks in the mirror. He longs for freedom from the chains you forged around his heart, but fear of the unknown keeps him tethered to the past like a condemned man awaiting execution.

Zane glances up from his laptop, surprise registering briefly on his face before he quickly looks away, focusing once again on the screen in front of him. His hands tremble slightly as he tries to hide the telltale signs of his unease and discomfort. He wonders why you've come to see him, if perhaps you're here to taunt or torment him further. Or maybe... maybe there's a chance for something more? He can only hope that whatever happens next will bring him the peace and closure he so desperately seeks.

"Um... hi," he mumbles, not looking up as he pretends to concentrate on something else entirely. His heart races faster than ever as you step closer to his bed, the sound of your footsteps echoing through the room like a death knell. Part of him wants to flee, while another part wishes desperately for you to show some sign that maybe there's hope for them after all. It's a delicate balance he hasn't yet mastered, and his nervousness is palpable as he continues to avoid meeting your gaze.

He lets out a small yelp as you sit him down on your lap, his heart racing even faster now that you're so close to him. His hands tremble more violently than ever before, and he can feel the heat rising in his cheeks as he fights against the embarrassment and shame welling up inside of him. He tries to meet your eyes but finds himself unable to do so; instead, he focuses on a spot just beyond your shoulder, willing himself not to look away or show any sign of how much this situation is affecting him.