0 comments/ 39981 views/ 4 favorites The Valedictorian By: darrion I had been a teacher at a private religious school for several years, ever since I had completed my PhD at the University of Michigan. For the most part my family thought that I was making a terrible mistake teaching in an academy, essentially a high school environment, with a doctorate in a field that would allow me to command five digit salaries elsewhere. However, teaching was something that I enjoyed and I knew that in my own way I was helping to contribute to the welfare of the future by teaching kids to extend their minds and think beyond their own personal experiences. I had done my graduate research on artificial intelligence, specifically dealing with modeling human level emotion and how that factors into the decision making process. I taught all of the computer classes at the school. Some of the classes were a lot of fun to teach as the school allowed me to teach beyond typical high school level. The students who took the more advanced classes, primarily seniors, mostly taught themselves and seemed to be like sponges soaking in the moisture of knowledge. The other classes, however, were basic computer literacy classes required of every student for graduation. I tended to dread those classes as most of the kids did not want to be in the class and the others refused to even try to learn the material. There were of course exceptions, but they were few and far between. I found that many of the kids tended to expect me to give them a good grade simply because of whom their parents were. But, I am not writing this to tell you about those classes or even those kids, rather, I am writing about one specific student in one of the advanced classes. I spent most of my time on the campus as I was single and only had a small apartment in town that I rarely bothered to clean. I was teaching a new class that year and found that it was taking more of my time than I had anticipated. The class was an introduction to the design and development of computer games. Most of the kids who were taking the class I had had for at least one class during their entire academy life, and they tended to be the stereotypical nerds and geeks, not that I minded as I considered myself to be a part of their community. I sat at my desk in my small office, blankly staring at the wall. I had a small pile of tests that I needed to grade, but was planning on looking at them a couple hours later. I needed to find a good final project for the game design class but everything I had found had been either too easy or way too difficult for a high school level introduction course. I thought about the kids in the class, as I liked all of them, each with their own individual quirks. Their was only one student who was struggling in the class, though she would pass but I knew she was not doing as well as she wanted too. She was a very gifted artist and had managed to turn those talents into the computer platform quite easily; actually she had taken every non-programming class that I had taught. She had approached me near the end of the previous school year seeking my approval for her to take the game design class. I thought that she had the potential to grasp the programming concepts easily, but I had been wrong. I felt more responsible for her than I did the other students because I had told her that she should be able to handle the class. In actuality she was failing, but I had already decided to give her a low 'C' for the class. She was a very smart kid, a senior in the academy and I believe that she had just turned eighteen early in the school year. She was destined to graduate in the top ten of her class, possibly in the top three. She had gotten through school on her own merits, not by throwing the names of her parents around in an attempt to intimidate or beguile teachers. She was just about four inches over five feet and I would guess in the neighborhood of one hundred twenty five or thirty-five pounds. She had long auburn hair that had a slight natural curl to it. Her eyes were big orbs that seemed to illuminate a room when she entered and peered out from behind a seemingly delicate pair of glasses, the frames with a subdued hue that seemed to blend into her hair. She had a soft voice with a hint of a southern accent. Her name was Teresa, but she preferred people to call her Teri, apparently it was a nickname left over from her tomboyish younger days and I suppose she just liked it. She had become one of my favorite students, perhaps because I thought that she was cute, well to be honest I thought that she was extremely sexy and had often times fantasized about her. I knew, however, that she was too young, well not too young but to make an advance on an academy student of mine would be a very poor career choice. There were times, that my imagination got carried away and I imagined that she had an interest in me. She did seem to linger in the class a minute longer than the other students and her eyes seemed to follow me as I walked and lectured in class, but surely she had no interest in an older goofy guy like me. I suppose that I should interject here for a moment and introduce myself. My name is Alex Percy and I do not like students or others calling me Dr. Percy, it seems too pretentious to me. Though, if somebody annoys me, I have been known to reiterate that I am a PhD. I am about five foot eleven or so, maybe a little shorter and on a heavy day a little over one hundred forty five pounds. I have short brown hair that seems to be running away from my forehead as quickly as it can. I have a bad habit of shaving only every three days or so and wear wire frame glasses constantly. I leaned back in my chair absently loosening my tie as I did so. I felt the collar of my sport coat brush against my neck as I tried to nestle into the back of the chair. I looked through Teri's last attempt at a pong style game. The graphics were quite impressive and I enjoyed the animations that she had created. The music and sound, though not amazing matched the look of the game creating a complete atmosphere. The problem though, was that the game simply did not work, her code was a jumbled mess of random functions some of which worked correctly but were called at the wrong time and the others did not work at all though they were used in the right place. What to do, I wondered. Suddenly, there was a loud drumming against the window that was hidden behind a thick shade. I leaned forward and peeled the shade back a little to glance through the window and was surprised to discover that it had suddenly started raining. Strange how oblivious I am to the world outside, I thought to myself as I leaned back into my chair letting the shade drop back down to once again cover the window. The academy sprawled across several acres of land, most of it left in a seemingly natural fashion so that the school seemed to be nestled in the seclusion of the forest. There were four different building where classes were held, another building for administration and yet two more for a cafeteria and gymnasium. The buildings had a surprising lack of architectural spark that prevented the building from truly blending into the natural surroundings. On opposite sides of the huddle of main building were four other blocky boring structures. Two of the buildings were the dorms for the boys and the others were where the girls lived out their academy lives. There was a light knock on my office door behind me and without moving I informed however was knocking that the door was open. I heard the door open, its hinges squeaking ever so slightly and then the door closed just as quietly. I spun around in my chair, the printouts of Terri's program still scattered in my lap and a page in each hand. I was very startled to find a rain drenched Terri standing in my office, drops of water falling quietly in darkening circles onto the grey concrete floor. Her hair, while wet and dripping, was not matted to her head, though her pony tail did not fluff out as much as it usually did, The wetness had taken most of the curl out of her hair and I could see that her hair was quite longer than it appeared. There were large drops of water on the lenses of her glasses that I knew from personal experience made it very difficult to see through. The world would seem to pass through various magnifying glasses depending on which drop of water you tried to look through. She wore a grey shirt that had the logo of the school on it, it was the standard issue shirt for gym class, though most of the students wore the shirts because they liked them. She had cut hers at some point in time and the edge of the shirt was a couple of inches about her belly button. Her breasts, of which I had many times admired from a distance being a breast man myself and hers being very well defined D-cups, though they may have been large C's I never cared too much about the exact size of nice breasts so long as they were a good handful or two, held the shirt away from her body so that the edge did not touch her stomach. She had on a red and black plaid skirt that matched the red and black within the logo on her shirt. It seemed like an extremely odd combination to me, but I was not much of a fashion person myself. She shifted her weight slightly from one foot to the other seemingly wishing that she had stayed in the rain or nervous about something. "Oh, I'm terribly sorry about that, Dr. Percy." She said softly as she noticed the papers in my hand and recognized them as her own. I glanced down, not sure what she was talking about at first then saw the papers and was able to follow her. I quickly gathered them up and dropped them onto my desk. "I've told you, I'm not your doctor." I told her with a disarming smile that seemed to relax her slightly as I motioned to the other chair in my office. She glanced at it, seemed to wonder if it would be impolite to get the chair wet then decided not to worry about it as she moved over and sat down. She pulled her glasses from her face and began to wipe them on her shirt before realizing that her shirt was far to wet to dry the lenses. I felt my breath cath for a moment as she lifted the edge of her shirt to the lenses, showing more of her skin, but not as much as I had hoped. I noticed that the cold rain had had its effect on her as her nipples pressed firmly against the shirt. I leaned forward and held out my hand and she looked at me puzzled for a moment. I grabbed the glasses from her. I un-tucked a corner of my shirt from my dockers and wiped the lenses dry for her before handing the glasses back to her. "Thank you." She said as she placed them back onto her face. "This isn't really too bad." I told her indicating the papers that she had noticed earlier. "Thank you D, uh, Mr. Percy, but, " she said smiling and then seeming to lose her momentum for a moment, "I know that I'm failing the class." I did not want to lie to her, but I also did not want to tell her that I was going to pass her simply because I liked her genuineness and other qualities, to put it politically. "Up till now I had a chance at being valedictorian, but I know I'm not going to be and that's ok with me, Mary probably deserves it anyway, " she said though I could tell by her voice that she did not like Mary. The feeling was mutual, as I did not like her either. I had only had Mary in one class and though she had earned an 'A' she tried to get the grade by threatening me with her father's name, that had tempted me to fail her but I couldn't. Mary being the valedictorian was a true shame as she was no more than a spoiled child who would possibly never learn the value that she had in herself regardless of her father. "The class isn't over yet, anything is possible." I told Terri. "No, but I need help, and I really hate having to ask you, I mean I know that you are about the only teacher here who is actually fair and treats everybody the same." Her voice trailed off for a moment and she seemed to once again wonder if she had made the right choice in coming to my office. "How good are you at keeping secrets?" I asked her suddenly after letting the silence hang for a moment. Her hands folded in her lap and she looked up from them to look over at me. A quizzical look crossed her face and I thought for the moment that she thought I might have been implying something that I had no intention of doing, though once the thought had occurred to me I wished I had thought of it sooner. "I would like to think very good, but then you can't really ask someone to judge themselves." She told me, one of her hands came up and she nervously chewed on the tip of her finger. "I don't really like Mary." I leaned forward and told her in a conspiratorial whisper with a smile that seemed to lift her nervousness off of her finally, "if it were my choice I'd go ahead and make you valedictorian." "Oh, no, " Terri said quickly laughing, "I'm sorry, but I really don't care about that, I just don't like Mary either." She told me and laughed. It was the first time since entering my office that she seemed relaxed and her normal charming self. "So, what dragged you out of your dorm and over here in this cold rain?" I asked her leaning my elbows onto the arms of my chair. Terri seemed to fidget for a moment, and then shrugged her nonchalant shrug. "I actually haven't been to the dorm since this morning, I've pretty much been outside this building for the past three hours trying to decide what to do." "Well, you've decided, so what's on your mind?" I looked at her, her white teeth shining from between the redness of her lips for a moment, her lips glistening from the moisture that was almost completely dripped off of her body. "Is there anyway that you could give me some extra credit stuff for the class so I could pass? Except, assignments that don't actually involve writing any code?" she glanced down at her hands for a moment, perhaps anticipating my immediate rejection as I was notorious for not giving extra credit assignments, to me it did not deem fair to the other students. "I mean I know that you don't normally do that, and I know that the class requires programming, it's just that I really want to pass." "You're right." I said and laughed as her head seemed to dip down as she began to let go of her brief hopefulness, "I do not believe I have ever given anybody extra credit, but, " I paused to gather my thoughts, her eyes suddenly jumped up and seemed to be huge and full of hope from behind her lenses, "I do like you, I'm just not sure what could be done outside of programming." Actually, I added to myself and almost wondered if I were actually speaking aloud, I can think of a few things that do not involve computers in any way. "Surely there can be something, perhaps I can help grade tests or check homework or something." She said her voice seeming to carry a slight edge of desperation. I suddenly laughed and placed my forehead into one of my hands. I slowly lifted my head back up and glanced at her, her lips were parted in a slight smile, more of a nervous smile, her eyes almost seeming to beg, her hands clenching nervously in her lap. "Yeah," I said and realized that I was speaking aloud this time, "yeah, I can think of a few things, but I doubt you'd be willing. Or more importantly than that, I doubt that you would be interested." Teresa, smile faltered for a moment, then widened, and then dropped back into the nervous smile it had been to begin with. I could see different ideas seeming to hurtle through her mind in search of something to connect to. She glanced over towards the door for a moment, then towards the shade-hidden window then back at me. "Do you mean" she began but quickly interrupted her. "I'm sorry." I said sincerely wishing that I had thought my previous words before speaking them, "I had no business making a statement with such open implications in it." "I suppose not." Terri said as one of her hands left her lap and slid up the front of her body. The fingertips crossed over the edge of her shirt and kept moving until her index finger and thumb squeezed around one of her protruding nipples. She slowly rubbed it between her fingers through the material of the shirt, seeming to make it harder and the outline better defined. The other nipple seemed to respond as well, its outline now much clearer through the shirt. The hand that had stayed in her lap brushed down the inside of her thigh towards her knee as she leaned back into the chair more, her legs shifting and opening. Slowly her hand slipped back up the inside of her thigh and began to disappear beneath the skirt. Her forearm moved the plaid skirt slowly up her thighs until I thought I could just make out the hint of black panties. I could nor longer really see her fingers, but I knew that her hand had stopped moving up and by the way her forearm was moving that her fingers were moving back and forth. "I am interested in acing whatever assignment you throw at me." She told me between short breaths with an innocent smile that did not actually seem innocent at all. I leaned back in my chair, rubbing my thumb against m lower lip as I felt my cock growing thick and hard within my Dockers. Apparently, Terri was aware of it as well, as her eyes gazed intently at my pants and the tent that had now formed there. It would occasionally bounce and jerk and she smiled each time it did so. "Take your panties off," I told her. She pause for a moment, then released her nipple and with both hands pulled her panties down from under the skirt. She had yet to show me anything that was actually hidden beneath her clothing and for some reason this was extremely erotic to me, making my cock throb harder against my pants. Terri leaned back in her chair again; seemingly unsure as to what to do next and defiantly unsure as to how she had gotten in the situation she was in. Suddenly she seemed to decide to stop thinking and decided to go with the moment. "I'm not going to ask for anything, " she began, "except that you allow me to stay here and finish what I started." She looked at me and waited. "You can cum." I told her and as soon as I had said it both of her hand disappeared up her skirt. The skirt rose farther this time, though I still could not see much of anything. I watched intently as her forearms moved slightly, her breathing got deeper and much more steady as she began to relax, her eyelids closed behind her glasses. One of her hands emerged from beneath the skirt; she licked her fingertips, then pulled the skirt up as her hand returned. I now saw that she was using her left hand to spread her pussy, exposing her clit to her other fingers which began to rub it furiously from side to side. She had a thick bush of brown hair that her wrists were resting on. I kept watching her, her fingers moving from side to side, occasionally her hips would lift towards her hands, and a soft moan would escape from her throat. I noticed that her eyes were still closed and as my cock was throbbing painfully, I unbutton my Dockers and quietly slid them down. My cock immediately sprang out of my boxers and I began to slowly rub my hand up and down its full length as I watched Terri masturbate. ""Oh, God, I never dreamed, Mr. Percy." Terri suddenly said in a throaty whisper and I noticed that her eyes were open and fixated on my cock. Her eyes seemed huge as they gazed at it, "its so big." Every man loves to hear about how big his dick is, mine wasn't particularly big and as such I don't believe I had ever heard the comment previously. I smiled to Terri and she smiled back to me as her lips parted. "I'm going to." She told me, her hips were now moving rhythmically against her hands, her fingers rubbing intently against her clit. "That's good, Terri, you can cum." I told her, feeling somewhat silly for saying it. Suddenly she threw her head back and her mouth opened, she moaned and gasped as noiselessly as she could, her hips moving frantically, even her fingers seemingly unable to maintain a rhythm. Her whole body shook and her head rolled from side to side. Gradually her body began to settle down and as her fingers slowed they moved away from her pussy, but did not lower the skirt back down. She opened her eyes and blinked unsteadily for a moment as she breathed deeply. The Valedictorian By Desiree and Jasmine Fox DAMSEL Approved Katsumiko Fredrikson, daughter of Sumi and Fred was enjoying her eighteenth birthday party, In her favorite Cos-play outfit plus the face painting and fun games that her Mom had come up with. Though her 'Friends' did not seem to be enjoying it much. No Candy, Bambi, Carol, Mary and Roanna, were actually there to plot, as they each had their eyes on being Valedictorian, or one if the guys, either Manny the top swimmer in the state and on his way to the next Olympics. Or Harry , Point guard for the State Champs Basketball team with Offers from UCLA Kentucky, USC, and many other big time Basketball colleges. The girls could not understand why these two bothered with Katsy as she was always in baggy sweats, they may be school colors, and today she was wearing a 'Hamster' Costume saying "Fumufu!" What they really did not know about their 'Friend' was that as well as growing to 6 foot 2 she had also matured in all the right places, but Miko was very embarrassed by her new assets and did her best to hide them. She looked like a larger version of her mom being a foot taller with the same proportions, except their waists were the same size 21 inches. Only Harry and Manny were still friendly, and though her 'girlfriends' may complain about her clothing they all still studied together. The boys wanted to get closer to her much closer and were sure they wanted to find out what she was hiding under those baggy sweats. After all she was always an exotic beauty, even though she looked like a twelve year old body wise. Miko was a great dancer and they had been there next to her learning martial art's from her mother the favorite MILF in the neighborhood. So the conniving friends had pooled their money getting their 'Friend' 6 weeks with a 'Personal' Trainer, specializing in pole dancing, a makeover and an entry into an amateur dance contest. They were sure the drugs they had bought for the last step would ensure that Katsy would drop out soon afterward, leaving the Five girls with the best shot at taking up the mantel as Valedictorian. Everything had been carefully disguised, and at the last moment they would take their 'Friend' Katsy to the new venue for the Dance contest giving her the bottle of tea with the drugs on the way. Then they could put Katsy into her special costume. At the end of the party , Manny and Harry had stuck around to help Miko out of her costume, she was so happy, the gifts had been so personal, and perfect, thankfully the new Bra's her Parents had bought her were already put away, well except for the sports bra she was wearing to keep her new attributes under control. Miko had gained 4 cup sizes since Christmas, the Doctor had said it was unusual, but not unheard of. The Boys were about to learn of Miko's new voluptuous figure, as she always did have a very thin waist, but her hips had almost gained as many inches as she had put on up top. It was obvious to Miko that it had to be from her Fathers side of the Family as Miko's Mother was a very petite woman with comparably normal size breasts. The rest of the guests had left, as Manny and Harry finally wrestled the suit off of Miko the turned to see their Friend, dressed as they had never seen before. A silky body suit that showed every womanly curve. They stood there mouths open sweat dropped expressions. Miko looked at her 'boy' friends they were frozen in place drooling, "Um guys please you're scaring me." Both boys finally new that as hot as Miko's mother was the daughter was hotter, they both zeroed in on making Miko their next target. Though each boy new that they had to play it cool. Harry was quickest to respond, "Sorry Miko it's just last time we say you in anything that body tight was at the pool in your swimsuit." the boys had always called her Miko as that was what she preferred. Something that always bothered her about her 'girlfriends' always calling her Miko even after she had made her preference known. Manny gave a low whistle, "Damn Miko you are hot, lets go out maybe to dinner and a Movie Friday night." Manny, had run his hand through his hair, and straightened up so he stood to his full 5 foot 11 inches with a very bright smile. Manny loved hugging her his face buried in those huge tits. Miko was amazed and before she could answer 6 foot 5 inch tall Harry asked, "Would you please go to the Art museum and dinner with me on Saturday, dear Miko?". Harry was almost jealous of Manny though when they hugged he felt Miko's entire body against his. The two boys looked at each other trying to figure out how they were going to become number one with this Babe that had always just been a friend. Miko giggled, "I shall, go out with both my young suitors. Just make sure you explain to my Mom what your intentions are." Both boys paled, ass not only was Mrs Fredrikson the Hottest MILF in the city, she was also the most dangerous as she was some amazing Hidden Dragon ninja. Mrs Fredrikson came through the door, sharp eyed, "Just what do you to have planned for my Katsumiko?" Both young men, were flummoxed "Um, ah, ...." Finally Harry got it together, "I will treat her as I would hope others treat my sister Candy." he saw that Mrs Fredrikson started to react, as Candy had a bit of a reputation as a slut. "Um, as I would treat my Good friend Miko with respect and Honor." He really wanted to believe that Miko may have some of the slut in her after all the other girls in his sisters circle of friends had been easy to fuck. Manny saw the fortune in keeping quiet, "I to would treat my Dear Friend Miko with Respect and Honor." Harry chucked him on the shoulder and Mrs Fredrikson and Miko giggled. He also hoped that his sisters slutty friends had rubbed off on Miko. Mrs Fredrikson remarked, "Well If little Sumiko," she winked, "Okay, young, as she is far from being little for some time now. If she decides to Kiss you that is fine, but if I find you forced anything on her, well lets just say I can be very unpleasant." The Party had ended just before 5pm, as they always had a Family dinner on birthdays, though this year, many of the family could not get home. At least her favorite Aunt Kasumi would be there. "Mom since it is just going to be the 4 of us can I invite Manny and Harry to stay for Dinner?" She wanted to have a chance to see what this was like having a boyfriend. Every one had been amazed when Katsumiko had come back downstairs with her Aunt Kasumi. Katsumiko had a red kimono style knee length dress on. Her hair was loose and flowed down to mid calf, the lustrous blue black hair almost sparkling as it flowed around her. With red sandals that made her look so very elegant. The dress was tight, and emphasized her large bust, thin waist and generous hips. Katsumiko's family and friends were stunned by her beauty, that she had been hiding that Aunt Kasumi had uncovered. They had a very nice dinner and as Manny and Harry were accepted as suitors. Miko found herself feeling strangely happy when her parents called them suitors. Katsumiko shocked remembering her visage in the mirror. The dress reached her knees but this was the most leg she had shown since she was 12. That had been the last time she had worn a skirt for her birthday dinner. Katsumiko leaned down to kiss Manny chastely on the lips, she felt a spark in her a quick hug. Thank you for coming and I look forward to our date on Friday, if you wish I will see if my Aunt has some flats that go with one of the outfits she brought." Even though Katsumiko was now 7 inches taller, he replied, "No not at all, Babe you look so hot in heels." At the moment he would do anything she asked, as he found he really wanted to explore this sexy bitch. Katsumiko Smiled and hugged him a bit tighter, with another kiss lightly on the lips. "Till tomorrow then Be here at 5 Sharp." Manny somehow adjusted his cock without the parents noticing, he thought. Manny without thinking smiled, "Sure Kitten." he blushed hoping that only Miko had heard his mistake. Katsumiko was pleased, with it but not sure how to answer, so whispered in his ear, "Kitten? That's cute." She turned Manny and sent him on his way out the door. Katsumiko turned to Harry saw a sparkle in his eyes. Kissing him lightly on the lips at first but Harry pressed in turning it into a hot french kiss with a hug that went from tentative to intimate exploration. "Well that's a little fast sweetie, bet you do not see eye to eye with many dates." Miko giggled, as she moved Harry's hands off her ass and right breast. Harry Smiled he had also felt a spark from what seemed like a short moment that their lips had touched and bodies entwined. There her ass and tits were the best of any of the circle. "I can understand why there might be some to call you Kitten but you are a Tigress. For now I call you friend if we are lucky maybe soon we will be Lovers." Now Katsumiko blushed, she demurely looked down, and blushed even more seeing Harry's pants tenting out. Miko quickly looked to the left, Then Looked up to say something. Both boys had huge members though Harry's had seemed bigger, was She ready for that. Harry took advantage and kissed her again their lips open and pressed together. Harry did not snake his tongue into Miko's mouth letting her take that move if she wished. Then he felt Miko's arms go around his neck and her tongue tentatively explore Harry's teeth and tongue. They dry humped each other as they lost track of where they were. Miko suddenly realized they were not really in a private place pushing Harry back breaking the kiss. Harry looked at Miko with desire "I look forward to our date on Saturday, will be here at 11 am to pick up my Princess. The Museum opens at noon and we should have a little lunch before we go." Katsumiko Smiled, "Yes that sounds like a good plan. Goodnight Harry." as she opened the door. Harry Gave her a quick hug be fore he stepped out the door, "Good night Miko, pleasant dreams, see you at school Princess." Katsumiko was amazed at how she felt, her friends were now 'boyfriends', her body tingled, yet she did not know what it all meant. At school the next day Harry and Manny were disappointed as Miko was back in baggy sweats and her hair braided instead of loose and flowing like it had been the night before. Katsumiko's 'girlfriends' laughed at her behind her back not knowing the beauty hidden behind her baggy clothes. They also were disappointed that she refused to hug or kiss either of them. At lunch Candy and the girls were gossiping as usual, but stopped to study once Katsy arrived. "Katsy dear don't forget Monday is the first day of the Aerobics class, you want to ride with us?" Katsumiko was as usual bothered by the Katsy nickname but let it slide, "That would be nice. Could you give me a ride home as well if you don't have plans." Miko new that they would probably go to the Mall after but hoped they might be nice and drop her off at home. Roanna offered, "you could come to the mall with us and then home afterward." the look on Miko's face made her laugh knowing what she would say was about to say. Katsumiko shook her head, "No I have to get home to help with dinner and I need to study. Thank you for asking me to go to the mall though." She was afraid to let them see what she really looked like. Katsumiko had heard the cutting remarks they made about the other girls. So she felt it best to just keep hiding, after all they had all laughed so hard last summer at her one piece swimsuit. Katsumiko breezed through the rest of the day, hearing the usual rude comments, "Out of the way, look at that and what freaky, tall bitch." Her Date tonight was the main thing that made it all disappear. Though the thought of the date did not stop her as she finished the tests in an average of 20 minutes each. Which gave her time to think about what she would wear. Auntie Kasumi had brought her so many new clothes and so many colors. There were 6 kimono dresses, in different colors and scenes depicted. 3 were knee length and 3 stopped about mid-thigh. Katsumiko was not sure if she was ready for it but her mind had settled on the Red one with the golden Dragon motif, it was one of the sort ones, and there was a pair of strappy gold sandals that had a 3 inch heel. Miko was sure that Manny would appreciate the outfit. Come Sunday , Katsumiko had two wonderful dates to bask in, she had worn just lipstick for both dates, and worn a longer dress for the date with Harry. Both boys had tried to get into her panties, but she had been able to put them off. Though she had enjoyed having her breasts played with both boys had brought her to several orgasms from kissing and playing with hr breasts. Miko was wondering if she was ready to wear some of the new leotards and yoga pants. She decided to park them and decide once she was there. Monday went by pretty fast she was bust Tutoring a group in math so missed her friends at lunch. Katsumiko almost missed the girls leaving for the Aerobics class. Though it was a show they put on. The girls all talked about their weekends, and Roanna mentioned "I can not believe my brother Manny out with a Hot Japanese porn-star, I'd have said model except for the rack she had." Candy laughed, "Really, Harry was out with one that sounds just like that." Carol wondered, "Why would a porn-star date your brothers, sure they are the hottest guys in school. But they are in High School." Candy and Roanna gagged, "MY BROTHER IS NOT SO HOT." They looked at each other and giggled till the car stopped outside a sort of rundown building. As the girls piled out of the SUV, Katsumiko asked, "Are you guys sure this is the right place looks sort of scary." She grabbed her bag even though she had already decided to not change into her new gear, and texted her mom the address and time they were to be finished. Bambi led them to a side door, inside it was all mirrors, poles and flashing lights over what looked like a white linoleum floor. Katsumiko had been worried till she saw Bambi's sister Danielle, though she did not now she had been working as a stripper since she had graduated 2 years ago. Danielle was in on the plan as she had been embarrassed by Katsumiko during Physics class by the then freshman. "Well girls get into your workout clothes. Then I will go over some basic moves then we will tun the music on and get in hopefully 30 minutes of practice." Katsumiko watched her friends strip down. Each of her friends seemed to have some brightly colored outfit, Candy ad Bambi even wore pumps with three inch heels, which was close to Danielle's footwear. Miko was too embarrassed, and just changed from her ballet flats to her aerobic shoes. Danielle remarked, "I expect you all to be in at least three inch heels by the second week. Katsy, you may get awfully warm in those sweats." Katsumiko cringed she really heard the venom as she spoke the nickname, "I'll be okay Danielle, I have some jazz shoes would those be okay." Miko pulled them from her bag, she had been in Ballroom dance class till her last growth spurt. Danielle looked at them, was impressed Ballroom Satin Upper Dance Shoes Purple and Black satin which had an eight centimeter heel according to the info printed on the welt. "Yes those would be great, if you think you can handle them first day go for it Katsy. While Danielle did a three minute demonstration dancing around the pole with a few beginner aerial moves. Miko put the on with a pair of CAPEZIO Adult Professional Fishnet Seamless knee-highs. Then Danielle watched as pairs of girls duplicated the moves. They were all impressed when Katsy improvised a ballroom move on the pole to finish. Danielle worked them hard till five pm, mostly she instructed Katsy, the others were just watching. Miko was doing some moves that Danielle had only ever watched, but had been able to describe them to Katsy well enough. Katsumiko was soaking wet by the end of class, where as her 'friends' were still pretty fresh. Her phone rang as Danielle released them. Katsy's 'friends' watched her grab her bag and run out to her mom. Danielle remarked, girls she could be put into an amateur night tomorrow she has the dance talent." Mary agreed, "That would be so cool embarrass her out of school now an maybe I can get a date with Harry by the end of the week. But what sizes do we get for an out fit? It is so hard to tell with her wearing those baggy sweats." Danielle thought about it for a moment, "Well my best guess is she is at least a double D on top, and about thirty six inch hips. I was surprised she had fishnet stockings on." Candy remarked, "Let's just set her up for Wednesday night, because I don't think I can last more than one more night of this class.'" On the drive home Katsumiko's Mother asked, "Sumiko sweetie, why did you not wear your new exercise outfit? You look very uncomfortable." Katsumiko told her mother the truth, "Because I was afraid they would make fun of me, they are not very nice, not since the eighth grade." Sumi looked at her daughter she had really grown up, "Sumiko they will love you if you're honest with them stop hiding from them they have always been your friends." Sumi really had not noticed the change in the girls. Miko shook her head, remember all the cruel things they had said about her when she had gone into the house for drinks last summer. She had returned quicker than they expected, she had found them huddled together, 'Why do we still let that skinny skank hang with us?' 'Because she makes us look even better and she does our homework for us.' ' The flat as a board girl, she should be a boy , but would probably screw that up too.' 'The girl has no style did you see that swimsuit so 1950'snot that she could make a bikini look right.' There was more but she shook her self from the pity with the lovely thoughts of her dates just a few days ago. Miko wore a nice dress too dinner that night, her parents noticed how happy she was. But her smile disappeared when they suggested she wear one of the others to school the next day. Tuesday was more of the same, except lunch was so very nice as Harry and Manny had escorted her to a quiet corner in the quad. They laughed as the boys shared how wonderful the date they had with Miko was. Miko had even boldly kissed each of them. Both were looking forward to a repeat this coming weekend. So Miko drifted through the rest of the day on cloud nine. When Katsy's 'friends collected her at the gate of the school. Carol handed her two bottles of tea told her, "Here this will help you stay hydrated during class." She smiled sweetly, with her evil intent lurking behind it. Katsumiko drank down the first bottle it tasted so good, but her tongue felt a little odd like it was coated. She was sipping at the second when she dozed off. Miko had worn one of her new sports bras that was made to be shown along with the tight workout bikini bottoms. In her gym bag were her new dance skirt, and blouse that matched her shoes. Though she was sure she would never were the skirt and blouse opting to keep the baggy sweats on. Katsy was so drugged she was zombie like led into the dance studio by her 'friends'. Candy whispered in her ear, "We will take care of you Katsy, let us help you get ready." Candy, Roanna, and Carol Started taking her sweats off. While Bambi and Mary searched her gym bag. Both sets of girls had surprises. Roanna squealed, "Shes the PORN STAR, that Manny was out with no wonder she was so quiet." Mary shared, "She even has really cute work out wear. This bra is a 36 E shes huge, and look she has a thong and pretty lacy bikini too. Oh the slut has thigh high fishnet stockings as well" Danielle walked in with a garment bag, "Find the School girl costume, I think the top for that will cover her tits, well enough for a stripper. One of the other girls loaned some sky high Mary Janes to go with it in her size as well." The Valedictorian Katsumiko's loving friends dressed Katsy in her costume, she was barely aware she was nude for a while. The mean girls even waxed her pussy which brought her back from totally out of it to just in a haze. Katsy was stood up, she over balanced on the 5 inch skyscraper heels, but caught herself from falling by grabbing a pole. The drug in Katsumiko's system was a hypnotic, making her very susceptible to her friends suggestions. Katsy was soon stumbling through the stripper routine they choreographed for her. As she perspired the drugs affected her a bit less till the third time through on her own she was performing flawlessly. The mean girls dressed her in her workout clothes after the fifth time and they asked her to make up something to entertain them, Miko was feeling better, and wanted to make her friends happy. Katsumiko danced about the pole using all her knowledge of dance and physics. Katsy was flying around the poll and dance floor the girls chanting "Take it off." Soon Katsy was wearing just her stockings and shoes again smiling as the girls applauded. The girls stripped her of the shoes and stockings took her to the shower and cleaned her up. They dressed Katsy in the thong and a pair a red seamed stockings and the red mini dress they found in the bag, they did not put a bra on their favorite Stripper/Porn Star. The shower revitalized Katsumiko but not enough to take her home so the girls took her to the mall with them dragging her from store to store, laughing at her as the boys and men ogled her chest, and sharing, "She will be stripping tomorrow night at the Cat Patch." They were sitting in the food court, surrounded by guys drinking Diet Pepsi's when Miko felt more refreshed Roanna saw Katsy become alert and had a little panic in her eyes, "Take it easy Katsy, we are so happy you decided to come out with us. And girl you never should have been hiding that beautiful bod, not from your friends." She hugged her and air kissed her on both cheeks. Katsumiko's flight reflex settled down, still nervous she pulled her phone out of her pack. She was really concerned about the lack of a bra. Though the dress was tight enough to keep her breasts from bouncing to obscenely. She noticed it was almost seven, and panicked again, "My Mom's going to be really upset I'm not home for dinner." Candy soothed her with a gentle touch on her shoulder, "I called your mom and told her we were taking you shopping and to Dinner since you were the star of the class. She was so happy for you said you could stay out till eight. She knows you will want to study, though I don't know why you remember everything." 'you slut' she added in thought. The evening went well though Katsumiko heard a lot of whispered excitement, going on around her, was glad her Japanese ancestry made it harder to tell how red she was getting from all the attention she seemed to garner. Guys brushing against her saying high. Her breasts were so big how could they not run into them. Miko was just a little too naive, and her friends kept laughing off her concerns. It felt good, and she had fun with them even though they never could find anything that would fit her on top she did find some very nice skirts. By the time Katsumiko got home she was free of the drug, and wondering what happened for those three hours. When she went to the bathroom, she noticed her denuded mound she screamed "NOOOO." Sumi came into find her daughter sobbing curled on the floor the thong around her ankles and dress skirt around her waist. "Sumiko, whats wrong you're not hurt are you." Miko wept, "Those bitches shaved me." she rolled to show her mother. Miko was so angry, then shocked when her mother slapped her. She howled, "WHY?" Sumi explained, "It's not nice to call your friends that, they said you begged them to, because you wanted to be just like them. So changing your mind after the fact and blaming them is wrong KATsumiko." Miko new she was in trouble when her mother used her full name with the accent on Kat. But she searched her memories and could not find the one, there was something wrong, and now her mother would not believe her. Miko wept some more finally doing her best to just let it go but it bothered her that she had no clue what happened for those three hours. The next morning her mother refused to let Katsumiko go to school in her sweats, she had even laid out a blouse to go with one of her new skirts, a matching bra and panty set, and a pair of sandals. Katsumiko went through the day in a stupor, even though Harry and Manny tried their best to cheer her up. The students were amazed at the change in Miko's appearance. Boys followed her everywhere, some making rude comments, as did a lot of the girls. The news that her mom had given her permission to stay at Candy's house for a cram session was shocking. True they had done so before, but now she was sure something bad was about to happen and she had no one on her side. Miko's friends had mixed up another six bottles of tea cutting back on the amount of drugs they were using and adding a touch of 'X'. By the end of the week Katsy would be too embarrassed to return to school and they would be top of the list for Valedictorian. Bambi, Carol and Mary were thinking about their possible dates with either Harry or Manny, each thinking up the best way to cut out the other two. Katsumiko, was confused as they were nice to her as they poured over the notes for the History test, they were laughing and sharing, even told her they were sorry about waxing her. So even though she felt sluggish after drinking four glasses of tea with their pizza dinner, she was having fun. When eight thirty rolled around the drugs had Miko flying, her body was hot and she had stripped down to her bra and panties. That's when the girls launched their plan, Carol mentioned, "Katsy you were so awesome yesterday, you blew the teacher away with your moves." Katsumiko, was starting to get used to the nickname, shrugged, "Oh I wasn't that good." Still she was feeling good as the girls hardly ever said anything nice about her. Candy remarked, "You were hot in your costume bet if we let your hair down you'd look even better." Katsy agreed, and Roanna said, "Bet you'd look even sexier in the Catholic School outfit, a lot better than Danielle ever could." Mary Mentioned, "They have that contest every week bet you could win it tonight with just the two lessons." Between the drugs and her friends encouragement she was soon dressed in the Stripper outfit her black bra showing through the thin shirt that just barely tied around her and the too short skirt the did not cover the fact she had a thong on. Bambi was finishing putting lipstick on her, "Just let me finish your make up, and we will head off to your debut." They had done her nails earlier as part of the study session. By the time they were finished she was the perfect image of a Stripper/Porn Star. Miko's friends gave her another dose of 'X', Katsy was going to be there for the night. They even had her strutting like a cheap whore to the car and then into the Cat Patch. What the girls did not expect was to find the Principal and the Coaches from school there. One of the younger coaches was getting married on Saturday and they were there for his bachelor party. The girls backed away and stayed close to the walls, then dropped Katsy off with Danielle. Bambi explained, "We can't stay there are to many teachers here. They wont recognize Katsy slut till they get a close up or someone tells, make sure you get some good video with her phone so she can remember this night." Then Bambi made the mistake, and started the vid because she wanted Katsy to know she was responsible. "Well Katsy slut we are going to miss your debut as Stripper Porn Star. Bet the X-tasy makes you want to take off those hot clothes but wait till you're onstage slut. But you'll have this to remember that we made you the whore you are now." All the Girls had joined in on the last sentence. Katsy did win the contest, made a thousand dollars including the five hundred dollar prize. The exotic make-up kept any of the school officials from recognizing her. Only problem was they Coaches had started giving her alcohol as she lapped danced nude for most the Bachelor party. Then Katsy passed out on the Principal's lap. Danielle with the help of two bouncers got Katsy wrapped in a large towel and dumped on her porch. She stuffed the money, mostly ones and her phone into the small purse it almost ripped at the seams, even though Danielle had kept fifty percent. The only things Miko had on were the skyscraper Mary Janes and fishnet stockings. Danielle rang the door bell and ran back to the car. Sumi had gone to bed early since her husband was working the night shift and her darling Sumiko was helping her friends cram for a test. She grabbed a bat and headed down to see who it could be. She was shocked to see her darling girl made up like a slut, and naked. She tried to rouse her but Sumiko was not moving she was scarcely breathing. She called 911, in the ambulance she held her daughters hand keeping her phone close as well. At the hospital as they pumped her daughters stomach, Sumi was busy checking out her daughters phone Sumi had insisted on a lot of the special tracking and monitoring features to try and keep their daughter safe. Sumi found all she needed when the Video automatically started. The culprits were so nice to make it so easy. She watched over her daughter as she slept through the rest of the night and most the morning. Sumi was finally able to take her home late afternoon Thursday. Sumi knew by then that her little girl had been abused by the friends that Sumi had regrettably trusted. Fortunately her darling Sumiko had no memory of what happened after they ate. Katsumiko was shocked when her mother showed her the pictures and wept with her for hours after seeing the video. Sumi apologizing and trying to soothe her daughters troubled mind. Sumi wondered if she had made a mistake showing her daughter the video, it was a difficult decision. Sumi knew that her darling Sumiko needed to know so she could be ready for what ever the bitches had planned. Then Sumiko laughed, "The best revenge is to go to school like it never happened, but made up almost like I was, and making them think I am taking on the persona." Aunt Kasumi had been there and had helped turn out a sexier version of the kimono dress, it scarcely met minimum standards, but they all agreed with pictures of the staff and her naked she could get away with it for the day. She wore the Mary Janes, with white cuffed ankle socks with purple bows, her lipstick, nail polish, and eyeliner were a matching shade of purple. Katsumiko walked the three blocks to school that Friday morning. Collecting admirers on the way, and causing a surprising large amount of car accidents. Miko entered through the back gate, the Teachers on duty checking her skirt length. Boys followed her drooling over the sight of this hot exotic woman. The girls gasped as they recognized the 'Valedictorian' dressed like a slut. Though the group most shocked was 'Katsy's Friends', they had arrived just earlier as they had been dropped off by Danielle just before Miko had left for school. Two weeks later Harry and Miko were exclusive, and she had become quite adept at deep throating her boyfriend's 8 inch cock. Though he would never get the chance to fuck his Princess. That was done by her husband just after she graduated college. June thirteenth had finally arrived, graduation day. Katsumiko was Valedictorian, still a virgin, and Harry begging her for sex, and every other guy on campus lusting after her. As she finished her speech she swayed sexily off the stage knowing that only four people new how little clothing she had on, just stockings, robe and the ever present skyscraper Mary Janes. Miko just had one thing left to do, get her Revenge on her 'Dear Friends' The Valedictorian "Can I watch you cum, Mr. Percy?" she asked me as her eyes re-focused on my slowly stroking hand and throbbing cock. "Not right now, Terri." I told her and stopped stroking my cock. A look of deep disappointment crossed her face for a moment and she seemed to wonder if perhaps she had completely misread everything and just made a fool of herself. "Come here." I told her motioning with my fingers as I stood up. Slowly and unsurely, Terri stood up as well, her eyes seemed to want to stare at my cock but she had lost some of her confidence and so she kept her eyes on mine the whole time. I reached out and grabbed her shoulders and softly guided her towards me then the chair. "Put your knees on the chair." I told her, and she hesitantly placed her knees onto the chair, putting her hands on the back of it to steady herself. She looked back over her shoulder at me, an uncertain look in her eyes. I moved around her until I was behind her and lifted the skirt over her ass. "Your not going to do me, are you?" she asked me uncertainly. "No Terri, I'm not, but, " I told her and paused with a mischievous smile on my face, "I am going to fuck you." She looked at me startled, her eyes seeming to widen at my words. She felt the head of my cock throb against the inside of her thighs and she sighed, her body relaxing. Then, slowly, the head of my cock pressed into the tight warmth of her pussy. Terri gasped at first, taking a deep raged breath as my cock continued to slide deeper until she started to lean back towards me urging my cock deeper still. Finally the whole length of my cock throbbed deep within Terri's pussy and she let out a long slow breath. I pulled my cock back out slowly, until just the head was inside of her, the slowly began to push it back into her. "Oh, Mr. Percy, oh fuck me, please." Terri moaned as she turned her head back to face forward, her long pony tail still sticking to the back of her wet shirt. I pushed into her harder and faster until her ass slapped loudly against me, Terri tried not to make any noise, but she could not restrain herself and a loud gasp seemed to echo around the small office. I began pushing in and out of her in a gradually increasing pace, thrusting as deep as I could each time her ass slapped back against me. Terri arched her back and began to push back toward me with each thrust that I made into her, the chair rocking slightly as we moved. I could feel my balls begin to ache in the all to familiar way they do as I get close to cumming. "Do you still want to watch me cum?" I asked her with a last deep thrust before I paused letting my cock throb deep within her. "Oh, yes, Mr. Percy I do." She replied, her voice trailing over her shoulders to me. I pulled my cock out of her and with a grand sweep of my arms pushed all of the papers and books off of m desk and onto the floor. "Lie down on my desk." I told her and she slowly got off the chair and climbed onto the desk. She lay on her back, her legs dangling over the edge, her feet almost brushing against the floor. I grabbed her thighs with my hands and held her legs up and stood forward. The head of my cock spread her pussy slightly and she could feel me throbbing against her clit. "Show me your tits." I told her and without hesitation her hands went to the edges of her shirt. She pulled the shirt up until it had passed her breasts and then released the shirt again. Her tits were now expose to me, the nipples were large and stood out firmly from her body, I pressed my cock back into her pussy and watched as her tits swayed ever so slightly from side to side from the motion. "Oh, Mr. Percy, " Terri began her eyes were closed and her fingers hand begun to squeeze and tease her nipples, "Please fuck me hard again like you were, oh please." She asked me in her soft musical voice. The words were almost too much for me but I wanted to make her happy if I could. I gripped her thighs tightly and began to pound my aching cock in and out of her tight pussy, my stomach hit the back of her thighs with each thrust, her fingers seemed to barely be able to keep their grip on her nipples as her tits bounced wildly from side to side and up and down. "I'm gonna cum." I told her through clenched teeth trying to hold out as long as I could but already feeling my balls getting tighter. "Yes, let me see you cum, I want to see the cum." Terri said excitedly as she released her breasts and rose up on her elbow so the she could see down towards her stomach and beyond. With a final thrust, I pulled my cock out of her and wrapped my hand around it, stroking it. I felt my cock stiffen in my hand and struggled to keep my eyes open as the first shot of cum came out. It shot up towards her belly button, barely clearing the bunched up material of her skirt, it actually left a white trail across the plaid. The next shot, though, launched forth with grandeur and streaked from my cock. The thick white cum continued to fly between her breasts and landed in a thick puddle just below the hollow of her throat. I could no longer keep my eyes open and they closed themselves tightly. I felt cum shooting from my cock with every third stroke or so until there seemed to be none left. I released my cock and leaned my hand heavily against Terri's body as I felt the material of her skirt against the head of my cock, a warm gathering of cum there as well. Slowly I opened my eyes and was shocked to see the lines of thick white cum that streaked from her pussy up towards her neck. A shot or two had hit her nipples, the plaid skirt was now heavily highlighted with white and there was almost a lake on her belly button. The lake jiggled and waves rippled as Terri laughed softly. "Oh, God, I never dreamed there would be so much, and it feels so good on me." Her fingers lazily traced a couple of the lines, letting the thick liquid stick to her fingers as she rubbed it onto more of her skin. "Can you do that again? Can I watch you cum again? Can I, Mr. Percy? Please?" I don't know what it was, if it was her excited smile or the genuine hopefulness within her eyes, but I felt my cock suddenly growing hard again. The truly odd thing about this whole encounter is that a little over a year later, Terri would become my wife. The not at all odd thing about this encounter is that Terri aced my class and went on to become valedictorian. We have been married now for nearly ten years and are running our own company. We deign games, I do the programming, she does the art, I would tell you a couple of the better known ones we have done, but that would destroy anonymity, wouldn't it?