Stalled in Sixth
mc; bg; bdom; preg
Laura Kissenger looked at her best friend Richard with an expression of disbelief. The eleven-year-old sixth grader could not believe what he had said. "You've got a way to change the world and no one could can stop you," she said incredulously. "You can't even convince me to put my hair up in a ponytail, much less change the world in a year."
"Oh, I can do that," Richard said, the eleven-year-old fifth grader said, putting the remains of his lunch back in the box. "In fact, I bet that by this fall, you'll waddle into this cafeteria naked with that ponytail."
"Oh, really," Laura said. "And I suppose that you're going to do it personally. Of course, that's going to be awful hard to do given that next fall I'll be in seventh grade and at the junior high."
"That assumes that you pass your classes," Richard said, tapping something on his tablet. "It's a long time from the end of January to the first week of June."
"Please, I'm getting straight As."
"You were," Richard said. "Science test today on planets, right?" Laura nodded. "Then tell me, what's the name of the largest planet in the solar system."
Laura tried to answer. She couldn't remember. She tried to list the planets. There were eight of them, or was it six? She wasn't sure. Laura tried to remember their names, maybe she could figure it out that way ... they wouldn't come to her. "What have you done?"
"Nothing you need to worry about," Richard said. "You need a rubber band for your ponytail?"
"Yes."
The next week, Laura sat down across from Richard again. Last week she'd worn her favorite blue jeans and blouse. This week, she had discovered that she couldn't put jeans, or any pants on, so was wearing a skirt. "Richard, you've got to stop," she began. "I failed my Science Test. I couldn't remember any answer. I almost turned it in blank. I've got a Social Studies test this afternoon, and I can't remember a word from the book or class."
"I don't know how I can help you with that," Richard said. "I'm a grade behind you."
"You took my comment as a challenge, and I failed the science test," Laura said.
"Girls don't do well in science." Richard replied, tapping on his tablet.
"I had straight As until last week!" Laura said, squirming in her chair.
"Well, if you're going to be failing sixth grade, you can't have straight As," Richard said calmly. "Besides, girls only need the three Rs. Hand me your panties."
Laura reached down removed her panties from under her skirt. "I guess I won't pass Social Studies this year then."
"Nope."
The third week, Laura met Richard at her front door. It was parent teacher conference day. She just wore her night gown, despite the fact it was just before lunch. "So, Laura, how are you doing?"
"I failed the Social Studies test," Laura said, as Richard hugged her. "I didn't get a single question right. I passed the Math test though."
"Enjoy it while it lasts," Richard said, breaking the hug. "Nice nightgown."
Laura shrugged. "I didn't feel like getting dressed." Then she looked at Richard with suspicion. "You did something early this morning, didn't you?"
Richard smiled. "I may have decided that I wanted to see you in a translucent nightgown late last night."
"I didn't have a choice then," Laura said with resignation.
"Nope, come stand out on your back porch. I want to take a few pictures and the light is just perfect."
During the fourth week of Richard's plot, Laura found herself standing beside him at lunch in a dress for the first time. She slid her hands under the dress and removed her panties before sitting down. Handing them to Richard, Laura said, "You know I hate you for doing these things to me."
"For now you do," Richard said. "You'll get used to it eventually, like all the girls will."
Laura looked around the room. All the girls were in dresses, like her. "All of us?"
"Well, all of the girls at this school, here and once they leave," Richard said. "Of course, you're the only one I'm messing with their grades and plan to knock up. The rest of them are eye candy, for me."
"Lucky me," Laura said. "I'm going to fail both the Science and Social Studies tests this afternoon."
"Yes, and Health too," Richard replied, tapping something on his tablet.
Laura repeated, "Lucky me."
Richard slid into Laura's bed on the fifth week of his plot. She was wearing her night gown, and he had his pajamas. "You convinced my parents to let you sleep with me," Laura noted.
"Convinced?" Richard smiled. "They suggested that you might need a boy to keep you warm at night."
"Yes, and you weren't typing at your tablet," Laura said. Then after a moment's silence enjoying the feel of Richard's body against hers. "Don't ask for my panties. I'm on my period for the next few days. Probably until Friday."
"I won't," Richard said. "I just want to hold you in my arms for now."
"For now," Linda echoed, knowing that soon she'd be doing more.
In the sixth week, Laura sat down beside Richard at lunch and said, "Sorry, I can't give you my panties today. I forgot to wear them."
"So did ever other girl not on her period, down to my little sister in Kindergarten today," Richard commented, tapping something on his tablet. "And I knew you weren't wearing them from the moment you joined me in your bed without them last night."
"Is that when you decided everyone shouldn't wear them?" Laura asked. "There were none in my drawer."
"Yes," Richard said, sliding his hand under Laura's dress to caress her pussy. "How are your classes going?"
"Math is starting to get harder," Laura said, sighing as he felt her "I've dropped to a B. I'm sure you're responsible too."
"Probably."
Richard was naked on her bed when Laura came into the room following her shower. It was the seventh week of his work on her, and she had intended on putting her night gown on to go downstairs to watch a show. He put down his tablet.
"I'm about to lose my virginity," Laura said, as she found herself climbing on top of him on the bed.
"It looks like it," Richard said, as she lined her pussy up with his cock.
Laura impaled herself with Richard's hard cock. She moved up and down on it, through the pain of the loss of her virginity to the pleasure of his cock shooting his seed deep within her body. When it was all over, she pulled herself off his shrinking cock and rolled over next to him.
"I think you still have time to see your show," Richard said. "We do need another bath, now though."
"It's too late for that now," Laura stated. "You're going to be making sure I'm doing this a lot from now on."
"Of course," Richard said, standing up. "Let's go show your parents what we're doing."
Laura leaned against the sink in the janitor's closet, as Richard raised her dress to take her from behind. She had walked right out of Language Arts, right in the middle of a test.
"You're going to make me fail Language Arts, too," Laura moaned as Richard rubbed his cock against her entrance.
"That depends on how quickly you catch," Richard said, thrusting his cock home in her pussy.
Laura moaned with satisfaction as her pussy was filled. "Tell me again how I'm going to be next fall," she said.
Richard began to thrust in and out of Laura's wet pussy. "I'm ... going ... to make ... you ... waddle ... into ... school ... pregnant ... only ... wearing ... the bow ... in your ... ponytail."
As her orgasm over took her, Laura could only respond with a loud cry, "Yes!"
It had been nine weeks since Richard had told Laura that she was going to be waddling to school next fall. She had something for him as she walked, barefooted into the cafeteria. He was, as usual, tapping on his tablet. "Richard?"
Richard looked up, "Nice dress."
It was a nice dress, barely enough to cover her crotch and bottom, though. "Mom said to give you this." Laura handed Richard her EPT from that morning.
Richard smiled, and placed the positive test on the table. "It looks like I win," he said.
"I can still bring up my grades enough to pass!" Laura exclaimed, as she noticed that it wasn't the only EPT laying on the tables in the cafeteria.
"Your hair is in a pony tail, I got you pregnant, and you still think you won't fail sixth grade and end up back here next fall, naked?" Richard stated. "I admire your determination."
"I will pass this year!" Laura said, right before she tossed her homework into the trash can.
It had been ten weeks since Richard told Laura what he was going to do to her. As she sat in class she couldn't forget it. She knew she was pregnant now.
Her hand went under her dress, as she remembered how she had been woken up that morning. Since Richard had joined her in her bed, he'd been making her cum every morning. Her finger slid between her nether lips like his cock had.
She couldn't stop herself, even though she was in class. She hadn't been able to stop Richard either. Her pussy was sopping wet as she moaned to the strokes she made in and out of it. Her moans grew louder, the words of her teacher unable to penetrate the haze of her arousal. Her body shuddered as her climax crashed over her mind.
Recovering after a brief moment on insentience, Laura looked around the room. She wasn't the only girl with her dress raised to reveal the aftermath of their masturbation. In fact there wasn't a single girl in Science class whose dress covered their naked bottom. Every one of them were raised to varying degrees as they either recovered from or worked to another climax.
Laura's hand slid back down to her wet pussy to begin another round. None of the girls were going to pass Science this week.
Eleven weeks after the bet, Richard slid out of Laura's naked body. They were on the back deck of her house.
"I can't believe you've done this to me," Laura said, watching Richard's seed ooze from her overfilled pussy.
"Don't believe your eyes?" Richard asked.
"I can't believe you made me naked at home now, to the point that I went to get the paper this morning I didn't put anything on," Laura replied. "Naked and pregnant, that what I am at home now. Only thing you haven't done is make me cook."
Richard reached over to a side table, and picked up his tablet. "That can be arranged, Laura. But first, baking, I think."
"Oooh, can I bake a cherry pie, cherry pie, charming Richie," Laura replied in a sing-song voice.
"Yes, you can bake a cherry pie," Richard said. "But you're a young thing, too young to bake without your mother." Then he tickled her, sending her into uncontrollable giggles.
It was twelve weeks after Richard had started the changes, when Laura walked into the cafeteria, barefoot and in a short baby-doll style dress.
"I can't put on my shoes anymore, Richie," Laura said, as she sat down beside Richard, bare bottom on the steel stool.
"Yes, none of you girls can," Richard replied, tapping his tablet. "Ready for Science today?"
"Oh, don't remind me," Laura said. "I'm so failing Science. I'm so horny after lunch that I can't stop feeling myself. At least in the morning I can pay attention enough to at least get a C in Math and Language Arts."
"Now you can," Richard said. "But it's going to get harder."
Laura put her hand on Richard's cock and replied, "You mean like this is?"
"Exactly," Richard said before Laura bent down to suck him off.
Laura was glad Richard was holding back her hair as she threw up in the toilet. It had been thirteen weeks since he had first changed her, six since she had lost her virginity, and four since she'd found out that she was pregnant.
"I still can't believe you're doing this to me," Laura said.
Richard tapped on his tablet as Laura wiped her mouth, before replying. "Yes, I believe that's what got you into this, not believing me."
Laura turned around and faced Richard, showing him her naked pussy. "Make me believe you."
"Don't think so," Richard said, pushing her up against the wall. "I will make sure you're well seeded before we arrive at school, though."
They nearly missed the bus, but Laura had his seed leaking from pussy as she slid her dress on while running to meet the bus.
Richard only had to pull up his pants, and met the bus a lot quicker.
It had been fourteen weeks since Laura had challenged Richard, when Laura entered the cafeteria in just her bra and a translucent slip that barely reached her waist.
"I just got a D in Language Arts!" Laura exclaimed, as she approached Richard. "I'm not supposed to be failing Language Arts!"
Richard looked up at her. "I think you are," he replied, before tapping his tablet. "How was the Math test?"
Laura sat down beside Ricard, her naked bottom feeling the cold metal surface of the bench type seating. "I probably failed that, too," she moaned, as Richard's hand touched her still wet from her class time masturbation pussy.
"I bet you did," Richard smirked. "This little pussy of yours isn't letting you pass anything."
"You've practically made it so the moment I get in class I can't stop petting my pussy," Laura said, as Richard's fingers found their way inside her
Richard smiled and said, "Awful hard to pass when you're coming so hard, isn't it?" He touched that spot.
"Yes!" Laura cried out.
It was fifteen weeks since Laura had challenged Richard, and she was riding home on the bus. Not a school bus, but a public bus, because she'd missed catching her bus when school let out. Richard was with her and to blame.
"You've got to stop taking me at school," Laura said, as Richard forced her to stand and bend over the safety bar next to the back doors. "I can't learn anything with you inside me, or with your seed leaking from me."
Richard took off her crop top before replying. "I don't want you to learn." He pulled out his cock and slid it inside her naked pussy. "I don't want you to pass this year."
"I have to have my parents sign the tests I got back today," Laura said as Richard pushed up her bra and began to caress her breasts as he thrust inside her wet pussy. "I have to get perfect scores on the final tests to pass my year."
"I told you that you were going to fail," Richard said, as her front fastening bra came loose, hanging open.
"Yes, and now you're plowing my pregnant pussy publicly, precisely perfect for your personal plans," Laura panted.
"Say that three times fast," Richard ordered as he suddenly drove her body over the top.
Sixteen weeks after Laura first found herself obeying Richard, she handed him her last bra as she sat down beside him in the cafeteria.
"I'm going to be naked all the time, now," Laura stated, with resignation.
Richard tapped a few buttons on his tablet. "Well, your closet and dresser is empty, so yes."
"Next week's the last week of school," Laura said as Richard reached over to pull her naked body closer to him.
"Doesn't look like you're going to pass, does it?" Richard stated before he engaged her in a deep kiss.
Panting for breath, Laura pulled away briefly to reply, "No."
Richard reached down between her legs, his fingers entering her constantly aroused pussy. "You're going to be entering this school next fall, just like I said, waddling and naked."
"Yes!" Laura replied as Richard touched the spot that made the ten-weeks pregnant girl feel so good.
It was the last day of school, seventeen weeks after Laura challenged Richard, and she was standing in the school lobby, naked. She had fled her class room after her teacher informed her that she had scored a zero on every single final exam. Laura had ended up hidden behind a collection of plants as she sobbed about how her life had changed.
"I think we're ready. You just got the news, didn't you?" Richard said, as he put his tablet down on the top of one of the planters.
"I failed totally," Laura confirmed through her tears. "I needed hundreds and I got zeros. I failed sixth grade."
Richard took her naked body into his arms and began to stroke her belly. "You may have failed sixth grade, but you passed and know all that matters for a girl like you."
As Richard ran his hands over Laura's belly, she realized that it could no longer be said to be flat. Her baby was starting to show. "What do you mean all that matters for a girl like me?"
"What makes you different is what you are," Richard said, bringing Laura's eyes to meet his. "Right?" Laura nodded before he continued, his eyes possessing her. "You are different because you have a womb. Wombs are made to have babies. You are having a baby. You are different because I have bred you. You are my naked breeder, and nothing more."
With those words, Laura felt all resistance fade from her body, and replied. "I am your naked breeder and nothing more."
It was the first day of school of Laura's second time through sixth grade. As Richard had told her that she would, she waddled into school, naked, her belly bulging with a baby due in just a couple months. Her hair was tied up in a pony tail with a bow, and his seed leaked between her legs. At her side was her master, Richard.
"Master Richard," Laura said, as she'd learned to address him during the summer, "Will this breeder be able to learn enough to pass this year?"
"Well, I don't need you to fail now, and I'd like you to join me when I go to Junior High," Richard considered, as he pulled out his tablet.
"Please Master," Laura pleaded.
Richard tapped his tablet for a few seconds, "All right, you're back to straight As, but you're not getting out of having more babies."
"Thank you Master," Laura said, as she moved in to kiss Richard.
Richard accepted the kiss, for a bit, before breaking it. "We need to head to class. It seems that there are twice as many girls in sixth grade this year, and I want to get the best seat. I might need to add a couple more breeders this year to meet my quota."
With that Laura followed Richard into class, knowing that she was his naked slave breeder, and nothing more than what he would allow.
