>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Priestess Katie by ProbablyNeedsHelp Fair Warning: The following story is notable for its deviance from sexual norms. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< At first Katie had resolved to wait longer before having sex again, but her urges were, if anything, stronger than ever. She had made it to the weekend, partially because her lust was displaced by fear that the search for Jacob would lead to her. She need not have worried. His clothes had been easily disposed of in the fireplace of The Clambake, an ostentatiously named little shack where the students of St. August's went to smoke dope. With no body, it was assumed that he had run off for whatever reason. Kyle pulled his shirt over his head and turned, grinning, to Katie. She smiled and followed suit. Walking towards him she mashed her new boobs together and said, "I want you to fuck me so hard I can't walk for a week." She was not sure if it was her words or new body which did the trick, but in either case he seemed more excited than she had ever gotten him before. Katie felt what must have been her 12th orgasm roll up from her nether regions. Sex had never been this pleasurable except with Jacob. "I-it's happening again!" she moaned. Kyle took this as encouragement and redoubled his pumping. He had never seen Katie this into sex, and that was saying something. *I have to do this more often* he thought just before he blew his load. Katie's pleasure seemed to double and redouble as Kyle was sucked into her. A tiny part of her was screaming, but in the moment she was given over completely to ecstasy. Katie groaned and pushed herself up on her elbows. Now she knew it was her. She was sure she would feel horrible later, but now she grabbed Kyle's cell phone and smashed it to pieces. His clothes went in her backpack. The time was 9:43. If Katie could get back to her dorm without anyone noticing her she could curl up in bed and wait the shrinking out. Most people would be in the dorms by now, so the short trip from the arts building to the fire escape of her dorm should be manageable. *First thing's first, I have to see how well I can walk* she thought levering herself to her feet. She was unbalanced, but she felt stronger than she was used to, and it seemed as if her belly was smaller than it had been the first time. Looking around Katie's eyes settled on a cloak that had been used in last years play. "I love the drama department." She said as she pulled it over her shoulders. The exaggerated cowl made her face difficult to discern in the murky light. Taking a few steading breaths she thought *You got this Katie* and dashed out the door. Crouched outside her window Katie watched Melissa *finally* leave the room to talk to Jessica or something. She pulled the window open and awkwardly stepped inside. She was terrified she would make a noise, but she managed to get into bed without drawing anyone to the room. She rolled onto her side, so that her belly was facing the wall, and drew her thick comforter over herself, fluffing it to conceal her belly. She stuffed the cloak between her bed and the wall. "In bed so soon?" Melissa said coming into the room a few minutes later. "I'm not feeling so well." Katie replied. "Well you get your rest then. Do you want me to study in the common room and turn off the lights?" Katie hated to inconvenience Melissa, but she could not take the chance that her roommate would notice anything amiss. "Actually, that would be great. Thanks." "Hey don't thank me. I just want to stay away from those germs." Melissa said as she began to gather her books. ================================================================================ When Katie woke up in the morning, she was delighted to find her stomach almost completely back to normal. If she wore a sweatshirt no one would notice a thing, especially she realized now that her boobs had grown again. Making sure that Melissa was still asleep she got up and walked smoothly to her dresser. She pulled clothes on quickly, grabbing the first things she could find and putting them on before pulling a St. August's sweatshirt over her head. They were only allowed to wear sweatshirts with the school's name on them. Once dressed she read the tags on a couple of her bras. She was a D-cup now. She walked to the mirror, noting a grace in her stride that had not been there before. From what she could tell everything about her had improved in a similar fashion. Her disheveled hair managed to be alluring even in disarray. Looking at face she figured she was one of the prettier girls in school now. She would have to examine the rest of her body later, once she could afford to ditch her baggy clothing, but she was confidant it to would have benefited from the events of the previous night. The thought was sobering. Now that she knew for sure whatever was going on had to do with her she would have to give up sex. She had never wanted to kill anyone, but it was apparent that she had done so, even if she had not known what she was doing. It would be hard, but she would have to do it. Another thing to consider was the police. Now that two boys had disappeared in a similar manner they would be looking much harder for foul play. ================================================================================ The first couple weeks after Kyle's disappearance were hard for Katie. The police were looking hard for evidence of what could have happened to the two boys. They had interviewed most of the student body, including Katie, but had turned up nothing. It seemed like she would remain safe for now, but the presence of the two detectives at the St. August's still disturbed her. Worse by far than the police was the lack of sex. Katie's libido seemed stronger than ever before, but she could only masturbate to release her stress. Cutting back was made even harder than the fact that her new body seemed to have opened new doors. Sam, a soccer player who she had had her eye on for a while, had been chatting a lot recently. In the past he had always been inaccessible, to strait laced, to hot, and to conscious of her reputation. Now the way she looked and moved seemed to have made all of that irrelevant. Katie longed to get him alone and fuck the ever loving bejesees out of him, but she knew she couldn't. ================================================================================ "I hope that they find out where Kyle went." Melissa said. "It really weird that he would just disappear" "And Jacob." Katie said. "Who?" "Jacob. Sophomore. Disappeared right before Kyle. Don't you remember?" Katie said incredulously. "Oh, yeah. I think I know who you're talking about. I can't picture his face though." A look of confusion seemed to slide across Melissa's face. Everyone had been talking about Jacob's disappearance nonstop for the last month. There was no way Melissa did not know who he was. She had gone to his vigil. It wasn't any weirder than anything else which had happened, but Katie still felt the need to figure out what was going on. She walked across the hall to Jessica's room and poked her head in to see if the other girl was home. "Hey Katie." said Jessica coolly. She was one of the majority of girls of St. August's who seemed disinclined to be associated with Katie. She was not like Jackie, who never missed an opportunity to remind Katie of her worthlessness, but she certainly was not likely to be as friendly as Melissa. "I was just hoping the police figure out what happened to Jacob." "Who?" Jessica's reserve was replaced with confusion. "He and Kyle disappeared like a month ago." said Katie to jog Jessica's memory. "How could I have forgotten? I guess he must not have been that memorable." said Jessica. As Katie turned back to her room she heard Jessica mutter "weird" under her breath. *You have no idea* thought Katie. Katie went over the events of the last several weeks in her head. After the accidents with Jacob and Kyle the whole school had been frantic trying to figure out what had happened to them. Or had it? At the same time that she remembered St. August's caught up in trying to find its missing sons she also remembered a St. August's which searched only lackadaisically for a boy it only seemed to hazily recall. She realized that the same pattern played out over her memories lasting years. There was one set of memories of what had actually happened, but in the second set Katie had hit a growth spurt sophomore year and grown rapidly stronger and more voluptuous. ================================================================================ A week later it seemed that everyone but Katie had forgotten Jacob completely, and most people only had a dim recollection of Kyle. The police had left the school a few days ago, not really knowing why they were there. Katie figured people were forgetting Kyle and Jacob for the same reasons that no one commented on the way her looks had changed. It must take longer to erase a whole person than it did to make a change in appearance. In the meantime Sam had been texting her a lot. If she wanted him she knew she could have him, and boy did she want him. So far her fear of what she could do to him had prevented her from finding a nice secluded spot to spend some quality time with him. Katie was afraid that her self control would slip soon. ================================================================================ It was Friday night, and Melissa was already home for the long weekend. Katie had let as much slip in her last text exchange with Sam. She honestly could not have said if she had done intentionally, but the result was that he was about to come up the fire escape and in through her window. Katie opened the window and Sam climbed in. "Hey you." he said, turning to close the window behind him. "Any plans for the long weekend?" "I don't know. Maybe a couple. I hadn't thought much past tonight." She said moving closer. "Well what had you planned for tonight then?" Sam said. He had to prevent himself from gulping as he thought *she is so hot.* "I thought I would start with this." Katie wrapped her arms around Sam's neck and pulled herself up to kiss him full on the mouth. They made out slowly for a while, getting to know each other's bodies. Katie's hands traced over Sam's muscular torso, before sliding down to rest on his hard ass. *He feels better than he looks* she thought, digging her fingers in hard. Sam gasped as he felt Katie dig into him. Reacting forcefully he slid his hands down to her thighs and lifted her up off the ground so she was straddling him. It was Katie's turn to gasp, and she dug her still clothed pussy into Sam's abdomen. Sam felt the heat of her arousal and walked them over to her bed, talking his time. Lying back on the bed Katie slid her hands under Sam's shirt and peeled it over his head, marveling at what she had revealed. Feeling as if the situation had become unbalanced Sam ripped open Katie's flannel shirt. Katie mashed her boobs together and bit her lip. Her recently lengthened lashes made the look she gave Sam blistering. Sam struggled to get Katie's bra off, but as soon as he did he began kissing her breasts all over, taking time to suck on her nipples. He leaned back and began fumbling at Katie's pants. She eagerly helped him, but when his hands flew to his own button Katie was seized by a flash of panic. *Not again* she thought, and instead grabbed Sam's head to force it towards her exposed pussy. Sam was disappointed, but the scent of Katie's juices soon had him convinced. He had never smelled anything so arousing. He had never gotten pleasure, except at a job well done, from going down on a girl before, but eating Katie out was heavenly. His enthusiastic tongue soon had her shuddering through orgasm after orgasm. Katie's hips stopped bucking, and she propped herself up on her elbows. She had lost track of her orgasms 15 minutes ago, and Sam seemed eager to continue pleasuring her, but she felt he deserved a proper thank you. She grabbed a handful of Sam's hair and pushed him back to sitting. "Your turn." She said and pulled her hips back to sit up strait. Sam could not get his pants off fast enough. Katie for her part could hardly wait to feel his cock in her mouth. When Sam tugged off his underwear she pounced on it. Soon she was bobbing her head back and forth licking and sucking with consummate skill. She had just taken Sam's cock completely in her mouth, when he exploded into her throat. It felt like Katie's entire esophagus was lined with nerve endings as Sam's spunk gushed down her throat. Her lips had clamped down automatically when he first blew his load, and she was not letting anything escape. After about 10 seconds of ecstasy she realized what was happening. She wanted to open her mouth and push herself away, she really did, but it was impossible. As she gulped with inhuman speed, Sam seemed to shrink before her like a deflating balloon, his fast plastered with bliss. Katie found the idea of consuming him impossibly arousing, even as she knew how awful it was. She knelt with Sam's rapidly shrinking body held to her face. When she had finished drinking him as if through a straw she was left looking perhaps 6 months pregnant with a pile of cloths in front of her. She rubbed her belly appreciatively and retrieved Sam's phone. It took her a moment to reduce it to pieces with her half full water bottle. Next she stuffed his cloths into the bottom of her laundry basket and settled in to wait for her stomach to recede. It had only taken Katie's belly half the day to disappear, leaving toned abs in its place. She noted with satisfaction that her breasts had grown to DD-cups. The mirror revealed that her face had left pretty behind and was now solidly beautiful. Her eyes were warm chocolate that you could lose yourself in. Her smile displayed not a hint of crooked teeth. Her skin was smooth, her complexion a healthy peaches and cream. A firm ass sat atop toned legs, and it required some effort for her to be anything but graceful. They seemed to be longer as well and if she was not mistaken she now stood 5'5". *I really have to stop doing this* she thought to herself, fluffing her lustrous hair.