Commission: Puberty's A Bitch

#6 of Commissions	

Commissioned by  avatar?user=3168&character=0&clevel=2 Rowyin Darkwulf <3

Take Random Adventures of a Breeding Stud and reverse dominance roles, and you have an idea of what this story is. A cute little mouse boy gets a hefty boost from puberty's gifts in all the ways that will make him more of a target for domineering females, taking what is already an awkward and confusing time in life and making it 'worse'.


The scraping of chairs and the eruption of chatter quickly followed the bell, the school day finally over as students flooded out of the classroom. The teacher's raised voice called out over the din, giving some last minute reminders of homework and a test as the noise died away. A few students remained as the older badgeress returned to her seat, one paw patting the heavy middle she sported as she turned to one of them. The white and grey splotched mouse boy was slipping on his backpack when she cleared her throat, grey eyes meeting hers before dropping downwards. "Oh, and Mr. Corey, don't forget the extra credit work we discussed. Bright and early tomorrow."

The boy tried hard not to blush, but a slight pink showed through on his cheeks as he glanced at her belly and then away again. "Yes ma'am..." The few remaining students snickered as he headed out, 'teacher's pet', 'nerd' and the like reaching his rounded ears before he slipped out the door. Teacher's pet indeed. He'd been dreading these sessions since she'd sprung them on him a few days ago. It wasn't exactly something he could complain to anyone about either. His peers would hit him for wanting out when Ms. Dein was ranked as one of the top 'most wankable' teachers in the school and he'd just get in huge trouble with any adults.

As he slunk towards his locker he couldn't help but notice the looks he got. Maybe it was his species' paranoid nature, but it sure didn't help. He swore all the females knew. The males either didn't care or saw him as a target if they even noticed him at all, but the females seemed to have this look in their eyes. At a school of thousands this wasn't the best thing when you were among the smallest. Freshman mice weren't exactly well known for their intimidating presence, and male mice being 'bucks' was at best a derogatory term. Several of his peers were kept as social pets, especially by the female cliques, made to do homework or take the fall or even just to snuggle or dress up in humiliating ways because of their 'cuteness'. He'd been in much the same position for the first few months of high school, taken in by a group of senior girls and treated like a plaything. Some of his classmates had said how lucky he was to have such sexy girls fawning all over him, but honestly he'd been too scared about all the pointy bits hovering so close to pay attention to the softer parts squishing against him.

It'd changed in the last two weeks, though. Puberty had caught up with him and engendered some rather drastic changes. Not in the way he'd expected or hoped, though. There was little in the way of height increases, no extra muscle mass, nothing to endanger the cute face he had. It all seemed focused on one part of him, and it had done its job very well. The first to discover this change was one of the clique, and she was currently being homeschooled after the resulting mess. Ms. Dein had been the one to find them, and she had some rather specific demands to keep the whole thing quiet after she started to show...

Head down and eyes forward he made his way to his locker with little fuss, quickly opening it and preparing to head home for the day. If he could get away without another incident he'd consider it a success, one he'd managed for several days in a row now. As he exchanged books the hallway quieted, buck teeth pressed to his lower lip as he tried to constrain his nervousness, his whip-like tail danced about in the air just behind him. He'd learned not to let it stick out after getting stepped on several times, but it was useful to let him know if anyone was sneaking up on him. Still, it wasn't perfect. As he zipped up his pack and moved to stand he felt a strong paw grab the hairless appendage, the mouse bolting upright and turning around. Brown fur and large mounds were the first thing he saw as he was pressed to his locker, muzzle pushed into the tight shirt covering the aforementioned globes and a warm body pinning him in place. He squirmed a bit, but a knee between his legs and both arms caught tightly in his assailant's paws made escape difficult at best. "Hush, little mousey. I'm not going to eat you... Though gobbling you up isn't out of the question~"

His fearful eyes went upwards at the voice, meeting the deep brown of the mink that had him at her mercy. Her fangs gleamed as she grinned at him, a look of hunger of a different sort generating an almost exasperated sigh into her breasts. Everyone knew who Hannah Visio was. Widely considered the, or at least one of the, hottest females in school, she had a near cult following among the student body. Strong willed, wielding deadly curves to her advantage along with a sharp wit and tongue, she was a force to be recognized. And she had him right where she seemed to want him, especially the way her knee kept inching upwards between his thighs even as he stopped struggling. "Good boy. Now come along nicely. You and I have some things to discuss." Pulling back a bit she dipped her head under his chin, pressing her nose to his neck and taking a long, deep breath. She gave a little churr and a lick, the mouse boy shivering at having her teeth so close before she pulled away. "Vigorously~"

When he opened his mouth in an attempt to protest, Hannah's own muffled his squeaks. Her tongue invaded as her knee finally pressed against his crotch, her moan of delight masking his alarm as her paw slipped into his pants. Pinned and silenced by the larger and stronger female he could do little as he was openly molested in the middle of the hallway. When her paw found and wrapped around the thickening package he kept hidden the mink pulled away again as a string of drool connected their lips. "Ohhhh, fuck... Little Justin Corey isn't so little down here, is he~?" Her knee brushed against the underside, feeling the heavy balls still hidden as her paw wrapped around his stiffening dick, his shame burning brightly through his cheek fur. "Don't...not...not here. Please, I do-" His attempt to dissuade her was swiftly ended when she pressed his head to her covered breast, open mouth over her nipple. Though the mouse boy's arms were free it did not avail him. She had him by the head and the balls, fondling him out in the open and looking more and more enamored with each passing moment.

Slipping her paw from his pants, holding him slightly off the ground with her knee, she brought it to her muzzle. The nipple under her blouse hardened fully against his struggling lips as she inhaled, her scent flooding the area and a shiver running through her body. "Mmmmrrrr~! Oh, such a stud~! And in such a cute little body, too. Sandy wasn't lying...mmmm..." The mink's eyes cloud over for a moment, her captive hoping for a chance to run, but in almost the blink of an eye her grip returns. Wrapping both arms around the small boy she lifts him up, squishing him to her breasts as her heart thunders in her chest before running off with him. Backpack forgotten and locker still open Justin found himself whisked away to an empty classroom once he was finally released, unceremoniously dumped onto the ground. He heard the locks click as he got to his feet, Hannah making sure they were undisturbed despite the hungry, envious looks she'd gotten by those that'd seen them.

Still disheveled from her molestation, the bulge in his pants growing larger as her fertile scent filled the room, Justin tried to back away. "W-wait, please. Just...you're not thinking straight." The predatory grin he got in return as the mink turned to him once more tore a little squeak from his throat, his protests faltering. She stepped forward, her body swaying sultrily and those perfect tits bouncing right before his eyes as she chuckled. "Oh, no. I'm thinking quite straight. Did you think you'd been left alone the last several days by luck?" Those grey eyes jumped between the female's face and chest, the mouse boy finding it hard to concentrate with how she moved as those large ears caught every word. "Silly boy... I just wanted to make sure you were all pent up for when I got my ride~ You've got suitors lined up just waiting for their chance to taste what you've been tormenting us with for weeks now." He could see her drooling as she got within a few feet of him, the sudden scrape of a desk across the floor making him jump as he backed into one of them, her clawed paw reaching out to run along his chest. "It's hard to believe the biggest stud in school is so adorable..."

Her paw trailed down to his pants again, only this time they stayed on the outside. The tightness released as she popped the button, her lips meeting his and forcing his mouth open to explore the inside of his muzzle once more. The slow unzipping reverberated in his head, the mink lifting him away from the desk as she tugged down. Only his tail held them up, but as his tongue ran along her fangs he knew full well she'd get them off one way or another. Letting it droop, the garment falling to the floor, he stepped out of them without a fuss as she churred into his mouth. "Mmmm~ Good boy~" The mink didn't even bother to remove his underwear, claw catching the waistband right before the garment was destroyed and tossed aside. "You really shouldn't bother with that. It'll only hamper your production. You wouldn't want that, would you?" With only a moment's hesitation he shook his head, Hannah smiling and kissing his nose. "Of course you wouldn't. I'll be sure to have some of my girls take care of the rest when they come over, just to make sure our silly little mousey stud doesn't forget~"

Justin cringed at the thought, cheeks burning as an unexpectedly powerful musk joined the female's ripe aroma. The mink set him on the edge of the desk, sliding down his front to let her covered breasts drag along his chest as she held eye contact. The twin orbs parted as she dropped lower, the mouse boy squeaking and gripping the desk nervously as the bulge still barely hidden by his shirt came into view. Her paws ran along it, nose pressed to the fabric, the intoxicated female's deep breath forcing a hard shiver along her whole body. Her tongue snaked out, licking overtop it as she closed her eyes, savoring the scent as one paw slipped underneath. Justin's grip tightened as she began to palm his balls, the horny mink moaning out long and lewdly into his crotch as she felt their heat and weight. "Mmmph...that's what I like... Nice and pent up~ So ready to spill out you can hardly stand it, hmm?" His shirt was quickly tenting, lifting it upwards and extending out past her cheek. With every throb of his heart came another inch, the pink tip finally slipping into view at about 8 inches and a bead of pre leaking from the tip.

Hannah's other paw quickly gripped the shaft, stroking it firmly as she worked that musky fluid all along the length. "Ohhh, it's already so much bigger than other mice. Come on, let's see how much I can make it grow~" Her mousey toy looked away even as he moaned, ashamed of his obscene addition. It was far too big for him, far bigger than any mouse had reason to be, and he wasn't done growing. With each expert stroke of his sensitive dick, each fondle of those seed-packed orbs filling her paw twice over, pre bubbled from the slit only to be rubbed along the length. "Look at me, little boy." He obeyed without thinking, watching her fang-filled muzzle dance so closely to the head of his increasingly thick spire and caught once more in her fierce gaze. "Good toy~" She panted harder and harder as she stroked, not from effort but from arousal. With a quick *slup* she caught a bead of pre as it dripped down, pulling it between her lips and quickly rubbing it all across her mouth. "Such a naughty thing you have. Just look at it! It's much more honest than you are, cutie." Giving it a little kiss, sucking another glob of pre in, she gave him a wide smile even as some of it dripped down her chin to her blouse. "It's telling me all about how it wants to fill me up with mousey cum, to stuff my body with its strong sperm. It whispers of how many little mice it'll sow in my belly, of how well it'll douse the heat in my loins~" Her tongue licked up some of what ran over her chin before the hungry mink engulfed the head in her succulent lips, a sudden jerk of Justin's body when she sucked sending a spurt of preseed down her throat. As she gulped it down she pulled the head out to rub that still oozing rod over her face, staining it with his musk as she gave his balls a playful taste. "Mmph~ It almost makes me regret taking my pill today~"

As one paw and her muzzle teased and tormented Justin's rather obscene package, Hannah's other paw had grown busy with sliding that form fitting shirt upwards. Now mostly hard, the mink's thumb and forefinger no longer enough to wrap around the swelling girth, the musk-addled female slid up his body a bit more to let the head bounce against her stomach before sliding downward once more. Justin's blunt claws scraped hard against the desk, his eyes closed tightly as he felt the soft warmth of her cleavage envelop him. The shirt squeezed her tits together around him, the silky fur, his own pre, and her copious saliva aiding in the illusion of a tight, wet passage. Both her paws went to her chest as she sunk lower, slowly fucking him with a pair most every male in school would give their left nut just to touch. It wasn't long at all before the tip began to press into the thin material covering the top of her cleavage, repeated bulging causing it to turn translucent as pre bubbled up and through it with each squeeze of her heavenly chest. "Hot damn you're a stud~ Do you even know how amazing what you have here really is?" Leaning down, squeezing her chest tightly around him and kissing the pink tip currently twitching and sputtering musky preseed all over her shirt, a rough shudder passed through the heated mink as she took a long breath of his thick scent. "You're more male down here than my boyfriend~"

The dismayed squeak she got in return made her coo, her teeth catching her shirt as her claws dug in, a sudden *riiiiip* filling the empty classroom as she destroyed her own stained garment. A silken lavender bra was all that held those heavenly orbs in check, the cute pink of his dick standing out against the deep brown of her coat. Dipping her chin downward, once again taking his cock in her mouth, she thought of how jealous the stallion was going to be. This absolutely darling little boy was thicker and longer than his foot long dick, spat musk that made her weak in the knees...and would do whatever she told him to without a fuss. Even as the tatters of her shirt hung on her shoulders, her increasingly aroused moans joining the sloppy slurping she couldn't stop, the mouse boy just let her do as she wanted. Were it attached to someone more appropriately sized or dispositioned they'd have already started face fucking her, or even mounted her. While she couldn't say she'd deny them that, every instinct telling her she NEEDED this cock to fuck her silly and stuff her full of cum and young, this was just so much more fun~

Just as she started to get breathless, wondering just how much stamina he had, she felt the telltale tightening of his cock and balls. The heavy orbs slapped against her tits as his hips moved on their own, stopped only when she gripped them tightly and pulled her head from the fountain of pre she'd been guzzling from. "No, no, no, little boy. I'm in control here. Stay still and I'll be sure to make you cum. You'd better be ready to go right afterwards or I'll have to teach you a lesson~" Slipping his dick from her cleavage she wasted no time hiding it again within her maw as she held him down, dick throbbing all the way to the back of her throat with more left to enter than housed within. She locked eyes with the beet red stud above her, silently commanding him to wait as she worked to open her throat. Her tongue darted out to slather the shaft and his balls in her copious drool, wet grunts and groans all she could manage as she felt it slip into her throat and slide towards her stomach. She'd had quite a lot of practice suppressing her gag reflex, but this was testing her. Her nose pressed to his crotch, her chin to his sac, a strained grin working across her face as she gave him the silent go ahead. The moment she palmed his balls, the pair swollen beyond grapefruits with pent up seed obediently held back, she felt his shaft lurch. Her toy mousey squealed in release, his cock throbbing and thickening in her gullet before the first heavy burst exploded down her esophagus.

Eyes wide and watering as the salty sludge poured into her belly, Hannah held on for dear life as the little stud proved his size wasn't just for show. She could feel each spurt, heavy as tar and thicker still, leap from his tip. Every syrupy strand that belched into her waiting body settled heavily in her stomach, a wondrous heat flowing through her as she swallowed desperately. For a time she could keep up, much of it simply forcing its way down into her stomach, but her capacity was not limitless. She could feel her belly growing heavier, cum backing up even as each gusher forced more into her distended stomach, until the taste washed over her tongue. The now bloated mink's eyes rolled back in her head as she was hit with a sudden, uncontrollable orgasm from the brain-melting potency of the goo assailing her senses. She clutched her cute cum pump closely, not letting him get away as seed began leaking from the corners of her mouth and out her nose. Heated honey splashed on the floor as she utterly flooded her panties, wide hips gyrating on their own as she was whisked off to a musk-drenched fantasy. She knew now exactly how that tawny-furred rabbit had gotten herself knocked up, and how a teacher could forget their responsibilities long enough to grow swollen with mouse pups. Stud didn't even begin to cover what he was. Were he a more forceful personality every female in town would be happily incubating his young in the span of a month!

Even when her vision began to blacken she didn't dare pull off, her own ingrained instincts warring with one another until the flow began to slow. At some point her need for air won out over the hungry gorging, her throat vacated and a long gasp of badly needed oxygen filling her lungs. The last remnants of his seemingly endless orgasm splattered across her face as she panted and heaved, her face and chest further stained in glue-like cum that adhered to her fur wherever it touched. Her nose was completely gummed up by it, her bra ruined as the gunky sperm turned her dark coat tan. But she didn't care. They hadn't even been fucking, hell, she hadn't even been touching herself, and she'd had the best orgasm of her life. Even as she fought to breathe she was scooping pawfuls of cum into her mouth absentmindedly, slowly uncrossing her eyes and getting her legs to stop shaking so hard. A deep churr passed through her when she managed to get a good look at him, the dick that'd just blown her mind standing tall and proud still and his balls just as full-looking as ever. Even her boyfriend couldn't manage that, needing a while to recover when she blew him, yet her new toy was ready to go immediately. As he sat on the desk, huffing from the long high of release, the mink spied movement. A quick glance at the windows made her grin deviously as a pair of wide-eyed fems watched dumbfounded. Hannah licked her lips lewdly as if inviting them to watch, pleased when they made no move to leave.

When she went to stand up...she couldn't. It was only then that she looked down, mouth hanging open in shock at what she looked like and better understanding the looks their voyeurs had given her. Her cum-slicked breasts couldn't hide the belly she sported now. She looked ready to drop a litter already just from cum! A touch along her belly made her moan, the taut flesh sending sparks of pleasure through her as the deep heat her cum belly exuded made her want him all the more. With a stern glance she looked up at him, stained visage giving a meaningful glance at her hefty midsection. "Take some responsibility for the mess you made and help me up, mousey." Justin meekly complied, slipping off the desk and helping her to her feet only to find his shirt literally ripped from his body. Now completely nude the sheer scale of the mismatch between his easily 14 inch breeding rod and his five foot frame was apparent, the still oozing tip brushing against Hannah's belly fur as she steadied herself. "Answer me honestly, little mouse. How often can you make that much?" White fur turned crimson from his blushing, grey not far behind, her cummy breath mixing with the intoxicating scent of her fertility screaming at his instincts as he fumbled for words. "W-well...I...I did it every time Sandy or Ms. Dein m-made me..."

Despite her new mass, Hannah had him on his back before he even knew she was moving. "I intend to test that, little boy! Don't disappoint me!" With a new impatient tearing of fabric Justin found the tattered remains of Hannah's panties pressed to his nose. The dripping garment's fertile scent sunk deep into his brain, the meek little mouse's eyes crossing and his cock spitting precum by the pint as the mink crawled over him. Even as his paws rose to grasp the shredded material he found them forced to the floor again, Hannah's shins pressed to his forearms and used to pin him in place as her skirt dropped to cover his head. The light of the room was barely enough to pass through the silky cloth, not quite giving him a good look as a sodden set of lips were pressed to his own. He hadn't even noticed his tongue had been seeking to taste what dribbled from the panties adhered to his muzzle until that first drip of hot, fertile honey direct from the source fell onto it. Thighs males school-wide had dreamed of were now straddling his face, his nose pressed to the cuntlips they hid and tongue slipping into folds only a rare few had ever parted. The skirt acted as a cap as it folded around him, holding in her scent as she lay across his body and filling each breath with unbearably needy female.

The weight of her cum-stuffed belly held him down, squishing to each side as Hannah once more engulfed his cock. The way her now-uncovered tits pressed to his stomach, her wavy hair fell all about his crotch, and her paws deftly massaged his sac left the poor mouse in a stupor as he drunk deeply of her sopping box. Her pussy clenched at his tongue and muzzle as he explored her, returning the favor as she guided his dick down her throat a second time. She held him still as before even as her hips ground against his face, staining it in her fertile treasure, the trapped mouse long since forgetting the teeth now surrounding his maleness and torn between the overpowering scents assailing him and the sensation of fullness in his scrotum. He could feel it as rope after sticky rope of preseed was fired across Hannah's tongue, the need to cum building to a frantic level but never quite breaking as she toyed with him. Any attempt to grope her ass was blocked by her legs and any attempt to fuck her throat was denied by her arms, leaving him in a hell of need and desire he could not break free from without her consent. He couldn't even hear what she was saying, merely moans and groans of pleasure mixed with some muffled comments, his rounded ears covered in a mix of lust-soaked cloth and fuzzy rump. It was as if all sensation was dulled save for the taste and scent of the female above him...the female in desperate need of breeding. It only grew worse as time went on, her fecund aroma growing in intensity and making his rebellious package spray his musky fluids down her throat and over her face in some desperate bid to convince her to take his seed.

How long it took for her to pull off him he wasn't sure. The sun had gone down, the shadows far longer than before, and the sudden coolness of the air helped clear his head a little as her pussy juices dried on his face. With a few blinks he focused on the gravid female above him, her belly looking as large as before despite what had to be gallons of precum added to it. Her skirt fell away to unveil her full form to him, a predatory grin on her face as the stupefied mouse's cock jumped at the sight. The twinge of fear at her fangs barely registered as his fogged eyes read every curve of her cum bloated form, his lower brain only thinking of how many pups she could carry. "Such a good little mousey~" The mink's dilated eyes met his, an unspoken understanding that his needs would be met if he continued to behave while she moved to straddle him. "I think I might actually be able to take you now~ Mmmph...gonna be a bit of a stretch~" Her delicate fingers rubbed along his cock as it jutted outwards, ropes of pre jetting across her thighs, plump rump, and across her heat-engorged pussy. The pink tip was soon smeared across her lower lips, catching randomly in her entrance and unleashing a gooey stream of cloudy pre deep into her tunnel.

Even as she squirmed and churred at the odd tingling feeling, potent and innumerable sperm raced through her body. Her long teasing had left the stud below her so overproductive his swollen balls were gushing wrigglers by the billions even without a full orgasm. A different tingling, one she couldn't quite place that began happening on either side of her womb, made her body shiver as she struggled to stay in control for their growing audience. Drool dribbled onto her exposed and cum-stained tits, every part of her body burning from the taste and scent of what she'd pulled from the adorable little plaything below her. If she gave in to it for a moment she knew it'd be over far too soon, and that would be a tragedy for their first time. Oh, they would have plenty of other times to go for a rough, sticky quickie, but this was to be special. "How...how does it feel to be my sexy little cum pump? Do you want in? Want me to slide down, let you feel my pussy for the first time?" Oh how she just wanted to get it over with! When he nodded vigorously, his hips straining to thrust upwards and accomplish this goal, it was nearly enough to make her let him. She bit her lip hard to distract herself, regaining some semblance of control as he whined in need. "Nnggg...no, no, mousey. You've gotta tell me. Say it out loud. Tell Mistress what you want, what you NEED."

Several pained squeaks and animalistic whines pushed their way through his muzzle, the overstimulated mouse's chest heaving as every hormonal drive screamed at him to just grab and take her, only his ingrained timidity fighting against these impulses to leave him unable to act. "Haahhh...hahhh...p-please...please, I need in. I need to fuck you...~!" His hips worked against her grip, barely rising off the floor and causing his pre spurting dick to drag along her heated lips. "Ahhh...M-mistress...let me...let me cum in you~ I need to breed you~! I have to!" A long, syrupy gusher of pre, opaque and sticky as most any male's full orgasm, splattered against the mink's underbelly and all over her pussy, legions racing up into her open hole to do exactly that and forcing a long, lewd moan from the female. "Please, Mistress! It hurts!"

Unable to disagree as her womb was inundated by his aggressive seed, the mink's own ovaries burning as the potent alpha spunk sent them into overdrive, Hannah's knees gave out the moment she'd wedged his head in her cunt. A sloppy *SQUELCH* rang in their heads as the female's pussy yawned wide to take that thick pink dick, the next voluminous spray of pre washing up and against her softening cervix only to stick there. Even as she worked more of that absurdly oversized mouse dick into her welcoming body she could keenly feel it as her cervical ring strained against the sperm seeking entrance all at once, the tight ring of muscle teased and pushed and stretched as much as her twitching tunnel. A cry of bliss was all she could manage when her little stud pumped another thick spray of pre into her, the tightness of his cock now halfway into her letting barely a dribble escape and forcing his sperm-laden fluids through to her womb. "Gooooood mousey~! Yes, flood my womb my little fuck pet!" Her rump and tail brushed against something as she lowered, something large, hot, and churning. Through her sex-drenched awareness, through the long orgasm ripping through her body, through every thrust of her hips and brain-cracking gush of pre forced into her ripe core, it finally occurred to her what she was feeling. "Oh, you poor thing, so backed up~ Mmmmph~! It's only your body that's little. You've got reserves to back up that monster cock! Can you feel it, toy? Feel my ass on your balls?" She could feel them lurching and shuddering with each plunge downward as she sought to add inches inside her belly...hell, she was almost sure she could *hear* them gurgling as they worked up fresh cum for her! The girls transfixed against the window were surely getting quite the eyeful of the hyper-productive murine testicles readying to unload in her fertile chamber. "Such a fine stud, working so hard to make enough cum for your Mistress~!"

Just as the next burst of pre erupted from his throbbing tumescence the mink bottomed out. Ten inches of belly-straining dick were buried deep inside her fertile depths, but she wasn't about to stop there. Even as his back arched and a new volley of pre surged right through her loosened cervix she kept forcing herself downward. "A...a reward...for being so good~ I'll let you...nnnngggg~! I'll let you in my womb~! Be sure to cum hard for Mistress once you're there~!" Hannah was beside herself already, the teeming mass inside her womb driving her wild. It had clicked at some point what it was she could feel, but by that time she didn't care. Now forefront in her mind was finding out what it felt like to have him cum for real right inside her core. Every spurt within blew away what her boyfriend could make in a full romp, her already round belly swollen larger yet just in the process of getting herself stuck on him. That cum-stuffed dome wobbled between them, the mink's hips rocking but her body barely dropping for a long, breathless moment. Justin seemed to hold back as her cervix strained, the slowly giving opening practically gnawing on him as it thirsted for more, his balls pulsing against her rump until with a wet, muted *plop* the female dropped fully onto his crotch. Hannah's head flew back in a screech of orgasm as she took him in fully, claws digging in to the tiled floor while her pussy clamped down tightly upon the invading spire. "Now cum! Fucking breed me, you virile bastard~!"

As if her orders flipped a switch in his mind, Justin found the flood could no longer be denied. A moaning squeak mixed with Hannah's cries, his back arching and balls contracting as the continual flow of sticky pre slowed to a trickle. The momentary pause was quickly replaced by a gooey, heavy sludge propelled into the mink's already crammed womb with tremendous force. Her previous meal was forced upwards, cheeks puffing out with backed up cum from the sheer force of sperm-packed fluids striking the back of her fertile chamber in a long, sticky stream. Even as she struggled to gulp it all back down, much of it bubbling out and on to her increasingly sensitive tits, she simply marveled at how much more powerful this orgasm was than the last. He was absolutely made to breed, and as his first minute-long gush began to dampen the next one burst free to pick up the slack. More cum was forced up her throat, her nose once more choked with his musky virility as more still was crammed into her now rapidly bloating womb. Her paws went to cover her mouth, holding as much as she could as cum oozed from between her fingers as the little stud under her fucked her hard in short, desperate strokes. She could feel his balls shuddering and straining to force out their cargo under her tail, the sheer scope of his virility finally settling in as her body bloated with his load. Driven feral with lust, the little cum-pumping mouse trapped under her was lost in the sensations, busy fulfilling his biological imperative as well as her orders to breed her. When she felt the tingling in her belly meeting up with the explorative tingling from his sperm, a delightful straining deep inside her body as his seed flooded her tubes, she knew no pill would save her from him. She'd be carrying his pups. And with how cute he was, she found she didn't mind so much~

Her hide stretched until it blocked her view of Justin's orgasmic face, each gut-busting belch of sperm into her fertile chamber forcing less cum from her stomach as she grew ever more round. As her paws pulled from her muzzle, webs of sperm slopping everywhere across her already stained and now greatly expanded front, she couldn't help but grope herself as her orgasm rolled through her still. Every new spasm of the dick stuffed in her core rekindled the exquisite pleasure, the sensitivity of her chest only making it better. It was as if her body was rapidly adjusting to a new, pregnant reality, her tits already noticeably bigger than before and filled with a deep almost-ache that made every touch drag a new moaning cry from the increasingly heavy mink. She could barely move herself at this point, his own cum keeping her flush with his rapidly thumping crotch, a beautiful rightness and knowing grin settling over her as the gears began turning in her mind. She wouldn't be able to keep him for herself, or even her small group. With so many hormonal females wandering about the halls, like their drooling spectators, the poor boy was likely to end up raped more than once. She couldn't have that~

The classroom was a disaster area by the time he finally finished, cum sloughing everywhere and sticking to every surface like tar. Justin heaved below her from effort, yet his cock seemed as hard and ready to go as ever as it remained buried in her now ridiculously stuffed belly. The mink knew she had been shot down already, a paw running along her belly and thinking of how quickly his previous breeders had begun to show. She'd have to get everything set up quickly to defend her claim. When she got a good look at their watchers once again, at least a dozen girls pressed to the outside windows with a mix of longing and trepidation, she gave a soft chuckle as she curled a finger towards them. "Good thing you're still ready to go, my little toy. Your work is not yet done..."

Justin wasn't sure it was possible to be more embarrassed. The orgy Hannah had initiated had gotten the attention of the local PTA, the poor boy currently in what remained of the mink's lap. Though it had only been a few days she already looked five to six months along with a big litter, their mating apparently especially productive after the long teasing she'd made him endure. Every female she'd invited in was now in a motherly way, and 'expulsion' had been tossed around before they'd closed the door to let Ms. Dein explain herself. He couldn't help but fidget as she toyed with his tail, wondering how she could be so calm after those angry faces. He cursed his weak-willed nature, but mostly he cursed what puberty had given him. There was no hiding it anymore and the obscene size made it easy for females to grope him repeatedly through the day, leaving him immensely pent up by the time the day was over and stud services began. Today had been no different, save for getting hauled off to face the accusatory stares of angry mothers.

Hannah's paws teased along his flattened ears, the mink cooing as she pressed her already leaking breasts to his back. "Don't worry, Mistress has it all worked out~" He couldn't help but shiver as she ran a claw over the collar on his neck, a gift to mark him as hers. When she used that tone it usually meant he was going to end up exposed and used. When her other paw moved to his crotch, cupping what she could of his rebellious and obscene package as it throbbed in need, the nervous squeak was met by a quick nibble of his neck. "Your afterschool sessions have not gone to waste~" As if on cue the door flew open, the rapidly thickening scent of fertile female filling the air and a half dozen pairs of eyes fixed on him. Frozen in place as he heard his zipper pulled down he could only whimper as they filed out, the heavily pregnant badgeress giving both her students a coy look before downing the remainder of the musk-tainted water jug. "We've come to an agreement." His eyes were tugged upwards to the source of the voice, a buxom mephit leering at him as she put a paw on his shoulder. "You get to stay, but we'll be punishing you regularly so you don't get yourself in too much trouble." His cock jumped to attention despite his reservations, Hannah giggling happily behind him as he soon found his pants removed.

It was going to be a long, long school year.