Again I would like to thank Homer Vargas and Jimmy Davis for help and inspiration. Although this story does not involve the same characters as my other story (Breed's Hill) it does take place in the same world, and one character plays a small part William Breed College for Young Ladies in both stories.
Oh, yea. One part is realistic. Insurance agencies really are bastards.
Then disaster struck, the college Anne was going to attend refused to upgrade her loans to reflect her new financial situation. Without her parents to pay for the school, they refused to let her attend. Frantic, Anne tried in vain to get accepted at the last minute to a school in the area. But this late, no one would let the young woman attend.
A social worker had referred Anne's foster parents to a collage in the deep south that claimed to specialize in "wayward and at risk girls." A few calls had convinced the them that this was the place for Anne. According to their pamphlets, the school prided itself on academic excellence and religious instruction. In addition, it was an all- girl's school. Anne knew the social worker was concerned that she would get mixed up with a boy and wind up pregnant in her search for a family. In addition, the school offered Anne a full scholarship "in sympathy for her great loss." They even agreed to allow her to start two weeks late so she could stay home for the funeral.
So, despite her reservations, Anne was heading far to the south to attend a school she had never even seen.
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The campus of the William Breed College for Young Ladies consisted of some 80 acres of lightly wooded acres sprinkled with a mixture of elderly and ultra modern buildings. It was all located some 60 miles from the nearest town, a drive of well over an hour and forty-five minutes on small twisting roads up into the squat mountains of the area.
The school had been founded in the 1920s as part of the philanthropic ventures of a group of oil tycoons from the area. It had remained very small until the late 1990's when it had been expanded and a number of new buildings built. The most impressive building was a health care center. It appeared far larger than necessary for such a small school to Anne's untrained eye. But all the buildings appeared well maintained and cheerful.
When the cab dropped Anne off, she immediately noticed that there was no one around. It was as if the campus was deserted. She thought "great no reception, well it was really no surprise. After all she was over three hours late." Shrugging inwardly, Anne headed for the freshman dorm. When she arrived, she found a bored looking girl setting at the reception desk. After introducing herself, Anne asked where everyone was. "They're at a pep rally. It's nearly over, but I'll give you directions and maybe you can catch the last of it." said the girl standing up.
As she stood up Anne was surprised to see that the young woman was breast feeding a small infant. A tinny infant was suckling the largest breasts Anne had ever seen, and Anne was somewhat embarrassed that the young woman didn't even bother to cover herself when she stood. "Its too bad you're so late, this is intended to be the final part of the initiation process for freshmen." the young mother said kindly. "I guess they'll just have to explain things to you as you go."
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Anne arrived at the Taylor building just as the students were beginning to leave. She was surprised to see that a number of the women at the school appeared to be expecting mothers. In addition, many of them appeared to be dressed rather less, well, religiously than Anne would have assumed proper at a religious school.
The girls before Anne were dressed mostly in shorts due to the warm weather of the area. Most also sported white tank tops with the school logo on them. Surprisingly, the tops were made of a material thin enough that bras were clearly visible through them.
Since nothing was going on at the rally, Anne decided to take her things to her dorm room. She knew she would be sharing it with a girl named Patty Nixon. After finding her way back to the freshman dorm building, Anne made her way to the third floor where her room was. Finding the door open, she knocked lightly and said "hello."
Inside were three young women. One was a tall well built blond, one was a thin brown haired girl, and the last was a thin blond with a slight paunch. The thin blond looked as if she was slightly ill. After introducing herself, Anne asked who her roommate was. Patty, who turned out to be the Scandinavian beauty, greeted her new roommate with gusto. She was cheerful, and almost obnoxiously glad to meet the new girl. After three minutes of talking, Patty pulled out an instant camera and had one of the other girls take a picture of the two roommates. Anne wondered what it would be like to live with someone that happy.
Just then the thin blond spoke up. "I hate to break this up, but I'm feeling kinda sick again. Would you mind coming with me Heather?" she said to the girl with brown hair.
"Sure." Heather said with a look of concern obvious on her face, and the two left the room.
Before Anne could speak, Patty said, "poor Jan, her boy friend left her when he found out that she was pregnant. And now she's having a difficult time of it." Anne agreed that it was sad that Jan was all alone. Then she asked how Patty came to the school.
Reluctantly, the attractive girl began, " I ran away from home a few years ago, my dad died when I was young and my mom married a real jerk. When I started to get these," she pointed to her generous breasts, "he kept trying to feel me up. My mom wouldn't do anything, and eventually I got fed up and took off. I was living with this guy I thought was real nice, but one day the cops came and arrested him for selling drugs. I was almost 18 so they didn't send me back with my mom."
"Did a social worker find this place for you?" asked Anne.
"Yea! It seemed like a good idea, and the state is paying for me to go here. I won't even owe anything when I get done!" replied Patty enthusiastically. "How did you end up here?" she asked. Hesitantly, Anne told her story. When she was done Patty appeared teary-eyed and gave her a great big hug.
The rest of the days spent getting settled in. Anne met a number of other girls, but found herself hanging out with her roommate, Jan, and Heather. None of them had any family, but they hadn't done some of the really awful things that some of the girls at the school had. At supper Patty, who was always a gossip, told Anne what she knew of some of the other girls on their floor.
"See that girl, the one with the red hair? She ran away from home at twelve and they caught her doing kiddie-porn." As Patty paused, Anne gasped, "no, really." Patty nodded and continued, "the girl next to her was a drug addict, and had a crack baby at fourteen, after it died they brought her here." The girls Patty was talking about were both about Anne's age, yet looked ten years older. Both shared lines around their eyes and lackluster hair. They looked so used thought Anne.
Something struck Anne as odd. "Where are the upperclassmen?" she asked. She hadn't seen any students who weren't freshmen the entire time she was here.
"Oh, they keep us separated from them until we get settled in. Its supposed to force us to form permanent friendships with people our own age." Heather replied, speaking in a mock authoritarian voice and wagging her finger at Anne.
Patty interrupted, "After the next couple weeks we'll start having classes with them."
The rest of the night went smoothly, and when the dorm mother (the young woman Anne had met when she first arrived) announced lights out she was happy to be at the school.
The next week was a blur of seminars, and lectures on families. All of the speakers were stern older men who spoke in kindly yet authoritarian voices. The topics covered included the proper relationship between men and women, and a variety of religious topics. Although Anne found these lectures boring all the other girls listened to them with absolute attention. By the end of the week, the topics turned to formal etiquette and personal hygiene. These lessons were provided by the first female instructors Anne had seen at the school. To her dismay, Anne was the only girl who had any problem with any of these lessons. She found it simply impossible to learn the waltzes that were a part of the etiquette training as quickly as the other girls. Fortunately, none of the girls or teachers made her feel the least bit uncomfortable about it.
The personal hygiene class surprised Anne quite a bit. It was mostly concerned with the sexual organs and post-child birth care.
By the middle of the week, Patty began to complain that none of her bras fit anymore. Jan had already had problems with her bras, but Anne assumed that some swelling was only to be expected for a girl in her condition. But then, on Thursday, Heather announced that she could no longer fit into her old bras. Anne was both concerned and jealous. She was a lot smaller than Patty had started out, and now even Heather was getting bigger than her! It didn't seem fair.
The "boob thing" (as Patty and Heather called Anne's preoccupation with their breasts) began to seriously concern Anne by the weekend. Eventually she talked Patty and Heather into going to see the health center. When they returned they were all smiles and giggles.
"Well it may have been nothing, but I glad you had us go to the doctor Anne." Heather exclaimed cheerfully.
"Yea," agreed Patty. "That doctor Vargas is a hunk!"
"I've never been happier to show my tits to anybody!" exclaimed Heather.
Giving her friend a conspiratorial look, Patty leaned close to Anne and whispered, "when he felt me up, you know to check out my tities, I got soo wet! No wonder Jan is all smiles when she comes back from her check ups."
Anne looked aghast at her friend. Patty smiled, "don't be such a prude! Its just how the body works."
"Yea, and its been three weeks since I got any!" exclaimed Heather.
Anne was speechless. She knew that her friends were more experienced than she but they hadn't talked about sex at all, except in those weird lectures.
"We know you're, well, inexperienced Anne." said Patty. "But these are things that really do go on. You know that I lived with a guy, and Heather has mentioned her boyfriends." she trailed off . "Jan is pretty obvious, you know."
"It sure as hell wasn't immaculate conception!" Jan added.
Patty continued, "we need to be able to talk about these things."
Heather interrupted, "if we weren't here we could get you some experience...you know."
Patty's eyes lit up, "yea, that's a great idea! We'll find Anne a guy!"
"But how?" asked Jan. She was hopping that if they could find Anne a guy she could have one too. Since her boyfriend had left her she had been awfully lonely.
"I bet the older girls have a way. We'll just have to wait until we have them in classes." decided Patty.
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Anne didn't let this little conversation bother her. She assumed that her friends would give up on their scheme soon enough. There wasn't anybody around the school other than teachers, and she didn't think she had to worry about Patty setting her up with one of them!
But the conversation did have one effect that Anne didn't like that much. Now that they had come clean, her friends began to talk about sex a lot. Anne was pretty much forced to listen, because she was afraid she would loose her only friends if she didn't. After a few days, the girls began to discuss past experiences in detail. Anne wanted to tell herself that it was disgusting, but when those conversations broke up, she always found her panties disturbingly moist.
The final week of preparation for entrance into the college was mostly taken up by religious instruction in the form of hours of sermons. Some reverend Breed, no doubt related to the founder of the school, gave them day after day of instruction. Anne found the sermons repetitive and boring, she simply couldn't keep from drifting off. To make matters worse, she noticed that all the other girls not only paid attention, but could discuss the sermons later. As far as Anne could tell, all the sermons boiled down to please your husband in and out of bed. Oh yea, and have a lot of kids. Yawn!
But Anne had other things to worry about. Patty had kept on growing. And not only her chest, her hips had grown as well. It wasn't that she was putting on fat, no it was muscle and bone (and boob). The daily exercises they had the girls do saw to that. But soon, Patty couldn't wear the cloths she brought to the school. It concerned Anne, but Patty seemed pleased.
"Look at this ass!" she would say looking in a mirror. "It the best ass I've ever seen! And my tits! Look how big they are!"
Anne had to agree, and she should know. Patty had stopped wearing a bra, and wore the school uniform all the time. Between the white tank top and hip-hugging shorts no one could miss the girl's new assets. When Anne mentioned Patty's new braless style, Patty shrugged. "What can I say, the school store doesn't sell bras." This seemed odd to Anne. They seemed to sell everything but underwear.
It soon became apparent that Patty wasn't the only one doing some growing. Heather went from thin to curvy in less than two weeks. Anne expected Jan's body to change, but she thought that the rate of growth was too fast to be healthy.
And it wasn't only them! By Friday Anne could tell that she was the only freshman wearing a bra! All the rest of them sported a pair of tits that were bouncing and wiggling around free. When Anne mentioned this to Patty, Patty replied, "well then, you're the one who needs to see the doctor!" And so she, at Patty's urging, went to see the doctor.
The James Davis Memorial Health Center was one of the most ultramodern buildings that Anne had ever seen. Not only was it huge, but it was composed entirely of mirrored glass. Approaching it, Anne felt like she was entering wonderland.
And it was a kind of wonderland inside, all new and clean. Inviting chairs waited in the lobby, and a smiling nurse waited behind a counter. Approaching the counter, Anne felt strangely reluctant to proceed. She thought, "no place can really be as nice as this place looks."
Just as she was about to turn and leave, the nurse said, "Anne your friends called ahead for you. The Doctor will see you in room thirty-five." When the nurse rose to show her the way Anne blinked. Cradled in the nurse's arms was a baby nursing at a breast every bit as large as the dorm mother's. And just as unconcealed.
Anne hurried away before the nurse thought that she was staring. The corridors of the Health center were every bit as bright and cheerful as the lobby. All a clean white, totally bereft of stains or other signs of human occupation. A sign on room thirty-five said Dr. Vargas.
Room thirty-five was more comforting than the halls. It was set up like a den, with the doctor's equipment nestled among a leather couch and some plants. The cabinets all had wood paneling. The doctor seemed quite at home in this office. His age must be right around thirty, thought Anne. He was muscular, but not hulking and had the kind of smile that reassures and melts the heart at the same time. Suddenly Anne could see why Patty liked this man feeling her breasts.
"Oh, yes Anne." Dr. Vargas said leading her to the couch. "You confused us a bit at first, we had no record of you. But then we saw that you missed the first couple weeks of school. That's when we do our usual check up. This is a little unusual at our little school, so I'd like to do a complete work up." Seeing her begin to form a question he continued, "just a little blood work and some x-rays."
"You should have my records doctor. I, I don't have any money to pay for anything else."
The doctor's eyes twinkled, "this is part of your school, and the mission of this institution." Seeing that this confused her he went on, "We check you for any diseases. That helps determine the prevalence of several conditions in a random population. That way we can help prevent diseases!" He was so emphatic that Anne allowed him to lead her out of the room. As they walked, he asked her a variety of questions. Where she was from, any medical conditions she had, even how many boyfriends she had! At the lab she docilely let the doctor take some blood and do some x-rays.
After a wait of a few short minutes, Dr. Davis returned with the results. "It appears that you are slightly anemic my dear! We will just set you up with some vitamins and you'll be growing just as fast as your friends in a few days!" After handing her a bottle of large pills and explaining when she should take them the doctor escorted her outside. She barely noticed when he patted her ass to send her on her way.
When the doctor left, Anne realized something. Her nipples were as hard as rocks, and her panties were soaked. "That man was sexy!" she mumbled to herself as she headed home.
The sexual talk escalated again just after regular classes started. The girls began to talk about really good sessions of masturbation as well as past trysts. Anne knew full well that Patty frequently masturbated at night. Hell, the girl was so noisy that she covered Anne's own moans! But they had never spoken about it.
That changed on Thursday night, when Patty said, "you know probably the hardest I've cum when masturbating was the first time that I heard Anne cum." She glanced at her roommate and the rest of the room held its breath. "Do you cum harder after you hear me cum?"
For a second Anne didn't know how to respond. Then she found herself saying, "well yea, it damn sexy when you're moaning a few feet away!"
Heather smiled, "Jan and I have started watching each other do it. Its really cool!"
Jan nodded. "Yea I cum hardest with a boy is in me, but this is pretty close."
It probably would have gone further, but the dorm mother knocked on the door and said, "lights out in fifteen minutes." As they left for their room, Heather and Jan smiled at Anne. Jan mouthed, "have a nice time!"
That night she heard them through the wall for the first time. Try as she might, Anne was unable to keep herself from masturbating to the sound of their ecstacy.
Anne tried to get Patty alone to talk to her the next day, but she always seemed to be talking to some older girls. She even had lunch with them. Anne was annoyed. When she tried to talk to Heather about it, Heather just said, "you'll thank her for it later."
After supper, Patty, Heather, and Jan gathered in Anne's room. Before Anne had a chance to ask what was up Jan said, "well did you do it?"
"Yea, are we really going to?" seconded Heather.
"Oh yea! Were gonna get laid girls!" exclaimed Patty. Then she shushed the other girls. "But we can't let the dorm mom find out so just stay cool!"
Anne interrupted, "what the fuck is going on?"
Patty faced her squarely. "Remember when I said that I would find you a guy?"
"Yea," said Anne slowly, not at all pleased with where this was leading. "How did you pull that off?"
"Well, I was talking to some seniors, and they said that they knew some guys who would come up the mountain and get us. At lunch we gave them a call and they agreed to come and get us. They said they're party guys, if you know what I mean." Patty winked.
"You mean we're going to go fuck some guys we don't even know?" asked Anne incredulously.
"Well, you can ask him his name first if you want." replied Jan laughing.
Anne was pretty stunned by the whole concept, but she was also incredibly horny. Ever since the doctor had put her on those vitamins Anne's libido had gone through the roof. Although she had masturbated before, it had never been an every night thing for her. Now she found herself sneaking off to finger herself at lunch!
To make matters worse, her breasts had also began to grow just like the other girls. Just two days after she began taking the pills her bras wouldn't fit. At first she had borrowed Patty's bras. They were a size C, and Anne had been a size A so she assumed she had plenty of room to grow in them. But after three days of wearing them even they wouldn't fit. Growth had occurred in the areas of Anne's hips too. By Thursday she was wearing the same outfit everyone else had come to favor; a school logo tank top and shorts. As her breasts had grown, Anne had begun to notice other girls chests as well. Although she had never been with a boy, Anne had assumed that she was a heterosexual. But now she found herself masturbating to visions of women almost as often as ones of boys. On the quad, she noticed how the breasts of other girls bobbed freely in their tank tops. But she especially noticed Patty's.
Not that you could avoid noticing Patty's tits. They had really gotten huge. It was no wonder, she had started out unusually large. Now she stretched the school logo to illegibility, and her areola could be clearly seen through the thin material of her shirts. When she walked, the bounced so much that they nearly hit her in the nose. And when she hugged Anne (as she did a lot, Patty was a touchy person Ann had noticed) they engulfed the smaller girl's tits.
On Friday, Anne had come to a realization; she wanted Patty! She had planned to talk to her roommate, and possibly arrange something between the two of them after lights out that night, but now Patty was just going to give her to some guy! Anne didn't know weather to be relieved or pissed. She had just worked up the nerve to tell her roommate she was a lesbian, and the girl got her a date with a guy!
What the hell should she do?
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In the end, Anne didn't do anything but go along with the other girls. It was what she had always done, go with the flow. So she allowed them to tease her hair up into a lush display. Then she obediently followed them as they snuck out after lights out. Following her friends, Anne found herself beyond the gates of the school in the dark. They were on a trail in the woods, apparently one made by the girls of the school sneaking off to meet guys. They followed the trail by moonlight until they came to a rough road in the forest.
On the road there was a truck waiting. It was a jacked up old Ford. It was rusty, but the huge wheels made it look like it could go anywhere. In the truck four guys waited. They all wore the coveralls that marked them as farmers of the area. Three of the four were around six feet tall and of a muscular build. The forth was a head shorter than his companions, but he shared their blond hair and rugged features.
They greeted the girls as they approached. The tallest of the group stepped forward and made introductions. "Hi, I'm Billy Dugan, and this is Elmer Gentry, and the guy in the red shirt is Joe Crenshaw. The sort guy is Tiny Tim, my little brother." He looked at the reddening Tim and added, "its his truck," as if her needed to explain his brother's presence.
Patty stepped forward before the other girls could speak. She introduced her companions and added, "so how do we decide who ends up with who?"
Joe grinned, "you can just head for the guy you think looks good. Later we can switch around if you like."
Jan nodded and quickly moved toward Billy. The other girls moved in on the boys, leaving Anne standing by herself. Sensing something different about her, Billy detached Jan from his lips and guided her to Tim. For a moment she had a disappointed look on her face, but she quickly preoccupied herself with rubbing her tits in the small man's face.
As Billy approached Anne, she inadvertently took a step back. "Are you just going to watch?" he asked with a mischievous grin on his handsome face. When she didn't answer he asked, "you've never done this before hugh?"
When she nodded he continued, "you don't have to do anything you don't want to. I promise, I'll be nice and gentle." Behind him Patty already had lost her shirt and was moaning as Joe expertly moved from nipple to nipple licking and sucking.
Anne narrowed her eyes and stepped up to the big guy. She had to stand on her tip toes to kiss him. When her lips touched his he swept her off of her feet and into his brawny arms. His kiss was strong and his tongue explored her mouth. One of his strong hands moved up to caress her body, and gently cupped a breast. Anne's head swam, and her nipples hardened at the touch. Then she was being gently lowered to the ground.
Once she was laying down, Billy began to run one hand up the side of her leg. He had just reached Anne's wet nether regions when she struggled to get up. "No! No! I can't do this." she said. "Let me up!"
Surprised, Billy rolled off the girl. He didn't usually have this problem, and was unsure about how to respond to the girl. Generally women were happy to have him.
But Anne got up and ran off into the woods, sobbing. She was ashamed, and terrified. What was she doing? She didn't know these guys, and she almost let that big lug take her! And, although she didn't want to admit it, she was jealous of the guy who had been making Patty moan like that. It should be her doing that!
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Behind her the lovers watched her run off, and then went back to giving and receiving pleasure. But Tim worried about the girl. He thought, "These woods were really big and she might fall down and hurt her self or something. Somebody should go after her. Besides, she's upset and probably would like to talk." His brother had been the one she was making out with, but Tim knew that it was doubtful that Billy would go after her. Tim knew Billy rarely did anything not directly involving some profit for himself.
So the short man looked up at his brother and said, "hey bro! Why don't you take over?" For a second Billy looked at him like he was an idiot, but then he moved to embrace Jan. The older brother had assumed that he would have to wait and take seconds with one of the remaining girls. He was soon wholly involved in the girl's body and ignored his little brother.
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Tim started in the general direction Anne had run off in. Now he was cursing himself. Sure Jan did already have a bun in the oven, but she was a hottie! He'd already gotten her shirt off, and was moving lower when he had left. Worst of all he couldn't walk too fast with the tremendous hard on the girl's big tits had given him.
Despite his slow pace, Tim quickly found Anne. She was sitting on a fallen log crying her eyes out. When he approached, she looked up and said, "I'm not interested! Why don't you go back with the Patty and fuck her silly!"
Understanding crept into Tim's brain. "Oh, that's what it's about," he thought. Out loud he said, "All right, I just want to make sure you don't get lost. These woods go on for miles and miles. One time a one of my little sisters got lost and it took us two days to find her." He sat on another log ten or fifteen feet from Anne.
Anne looked up at him. "You don't want to talk or..." she trailed off.
"Only if you do. Otherwise I'll just watch the stars."
"Ok, but don't try anything, I'll scream."
Tim nodded and waited for the girl collect herself. He figured she'd talk when she was ready. After a moment she mumbled, "I can't believe she's just letting him do that, and I thought we were." Then she glanced up at him, a look of dread on her face.
But when her eyes reached Tim's face he was looking upward. "Hey," he said, "there's a shooting star!"
"I can't see it." said Anne.
"Come here, you have to look through this opening in the trees." Tim motioned to a small patch of clear sky visible through the forest canopy. Anne went over to him and sat next to the short man. Squinting, Anne looked where he was pointing. There was a small streak in the sky, barely visible.
She whistled low, "I've never seen one of those before. Back home there are to many lights to see something like that."
Tim looked at her. She had a pretty face, and like every girl he had seen from the college she had a knockout body. But she seemed different than the other girls he had met from the school. She wasn't aggressive and horny, she was timid and quiet. "Where is home?" he asked.
Anne explained how she had come to the school. At appropriate moments Tim laughed or gave condolences. First they were sitting next to each other, then she was snuggled next to him for warmth. Finally they were kissing.
Tim was sure not to be too aggressive. He liked her and didn't want to scare her off like his brother. So Tim let her set the pace. When Anne was good and ready, he began to caress her breasts. They were so firm and high, they just begged to be kissed. So he kissed them, and the next thing he knew Anne's shirt was on the ground next to them. She moaned when he licked her nipples.
For her part, Anne was surprised when she leaned over to kiss Tim. And when the kiss drug on, she was surprised at how much she wanted him. He seemed to be timid, so she guided him to the spots where she wanted to be touched. After she removed her shirt, Anne was suddenly struck be a strong desire to see Tim's cock. She feared that his nickname, Tiny Tim, was due to some shortcoming in that area. When she maneuvered him out of his pants she was pleasantly surprised. Although Anne had never personally seen a man's member, her friends had told her a lot about them. In the last week they had given details including the exact size of their various boyfriends. As far as she could tell, "Tiny Tim" was bigger than any of Patty's old boyfriends!
Tim was surprised when Anne pulled down his pants and began to inspect his prick. It was an even greater shock when she took it in her mouth. Although she was obviously inexperienced, Anne was making up for it with enthusiasm! When Tim worked a finger into Anne's moist cunt, it only took him a minute to bring her to a moaning orgasm.
After taking a moment to recover from her orgasm, Anne unselfconsciously shed her shorts and straddled Tim's thin body. He was so big that she was afraid she wouldn't be able to fit him into her. But she was wet, and determined. Tim helped her by holding open her nether lips as she bore down on him. For a moment it appeared that he wouldn't fit, but then the head slipped past her entrance. Anne pressed down as hard as she could, and almost cried out in frustration when the big cock refused to go any further.
Tim was gasping for breath, but managed to say, "go up and down."
It took Anne a moment to grasp what he meant, but he was urging her with his hands on her hips to do as he said. Cautiously, she raised her self up an inch. Then she eased herself back down. It was heaven!
Moaning now, Anne moved up and down on Tim's not so tiny member. After a few thrusts he was deep enough to encounter her hymen. In surprise, Tim looked at her. "I'm your first?" he said. Anne simply nodded and bore down harder on his cock. After a frustrating moment she was rewarded when her hymen burst.
There was a moment of pain, and then Anne knew true pleasure. At the moment that Tim's cock found the extent of Anne's depths, she came harder than ever before. Then she was kissing Tim and heading for new heights.
Although he was no virgin, Tim was having trouble controlling himself. Anne was so tight and so hot that it felt like she was sucking the orgasm out of him. Although he managed to hold onto himself through her first two orgasms, when she started tossing her head about in the third he lost it.
Halfway through an orgasm, Anne felt something change. It was as if Tim got even bigger. And then she felt a jetting warmth in the depths of her womb. It was enough to draw out her orgasm even longer than the others, so she collapsed gasping for air on Tim's chest when she was done.
****
And that was how they were laying when Tim's brother found them. "Oh, that's why you two never came back." he said with a smirk. Tim briefly wondered why his brother smirked whenever he found Tim with a girl. It wasn't as if the "Tiny Tim" joke was about his cock, that was as big as the rest of them in the family. To Anne he added, "your friends assumed that you went back to the dorm. Its nearly dawn so they headed back." To Tim he added, "see you at the truck bro."
Anne knew that she needed to hurry. If she got back after the sun came up she'd get caught for sure! Quickly dressing, she gave Tim a quick kiss.
Before she left Tim said, "how can I get in touch with you?" Anne though for a moment. Outside contact was not forbidden at the school, just discouraged.
"Why don't I call you?"
After memorizing Tim's phone number, Anne headed back to the school. She and Tim had planned to get together the again next weekend, but without anyone else this time.
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It was dawn by the time Anne made it to the school grounds. Some of the teachers were up and about so Anne decided the only way she could make it was to wait for the first students to come out to enjoy the Saturday sun.
The young woman was sitting by one of the faculty buildings when she heard a voice say her name! Cringing, she moved toward the source of the sound, hoping against hope that hadn't realized that she was missing.
The sound was coming trough an open window. After a moment Anne realized it was some of her teachers talking about her! The first voice she heard clearly was that of the dean of students. "What do you mean she wasn't processed? I sent you a memo saying when she would arrive late."
Another voice she recognized as Dr. Vargas replied, "she was supposed to be at the pep rally! How could I have known she arrived late?"
"Don't you keep records?" replied a gravely voice Anne failed to recognize.
At this the doctor snapped, "you know full well we were keeping records until that clod from your area knocked them over! Its taken weeks to get them back in order and onto the computer!"
The dean spoke again, "so she was neither implanted nor received the core programing?"
"That's correct." stated the doctor, suave again. "But the secondary programing must be working on her. Or else she would have noticed something by now. Without the implant her physical changes were lagging behind the other girls, but I gave her some of the pills to make up for that."
The dean's voice again. "We'll just have to schedule an implantation. How soon can you be ready doctor?"
"I'll have to dig a device out of storage. Hmm, better give me until tomorrow. I'll send her a note about reading her blood test results or something."
"All right then, we've taken care of this. But we need to make sure this never happens again." the dean stated sternly.
Another voice , this one high and raspy, spoke up. "But if you gave her the pills isn't she extremely fertile?"
"Jesus Hartford don't tell me that you've already done her!" said another voice. Anne almost gasped out loud. Hartford was her Sex Ed teacher.
"No I'm only up to the B's." he said indignantly. Anne was stunned. She knew that the portly professor was having every student come in for a private meeting in alphabetical order, but now she knew why Heather had been smiling so broadly when she came back from her meeting!
"Whatever the case don't let anybody do her until she's safely implanted! She as fertile as a cat in heat right now, and the first guy to cum in her will knock her up for sure!"
The dean spoke again. "We've had too many accidents of this nature before. We're running out of places to employ the results of such mistakes! I'll send a memo to the faculty. Anyone who gets this one pregnant will have to support her from their own salary!"
The doctor spoke again, "and they only bring half as much on the market if they've had a kid."
****
Anne had heard enough. She didn't know what they planned for the students of the school, but if it included programming she didn't want any part of it. Now the entire curriculum took on a subtle new meaning. In the past she had merely thought that they wanted them to be good wives and mothers. Now she saw it, they were programing them to be slaves!
Crazy as it sounded it made sense! No one here ever argued with a professor. They never made noise or talked during class. They never even argued with each other for god's sake!
She had to get out of there! But how?
****
Anne managed to stay out of sight until she could sneak back into the dorm unnoticed. She fended off her friends questions about where she had been by giving them all the juicy details about her tryst with Tim. Then she asked Patty how she could call Tim without anyone knowing about it. Patty, enthusiastic as ever, told Anne how to get into the storage room in the library basement and call on the faculty line. Anne acted like she just had to hear his voice again, and Patty ate it up.
During the day, Anne noticed a lot of things about the school that had escaped her before. She noticed how all of the upperclassmen looked vaguely the same, huge breasts and wide inviting hips. And it was all displayed by the identical outfits that every single student was wearing. They all had clear skin and looked like they belonged in a magazine. Not a fashion magazine, but playboy.
She also noticed how the freshmen were beginning to look like the upperclassmen. Remembering the two ex-drug addicts Patty had pointed out to her their first day here, Anne dug out one of Patty's early photos of them. While their hair had been nappy and lackluster now it was shiny and full. And their skin now had a healthy glow. Acting on a whim, Anne found an early picture of herself. Comparing herself to her image in the photo, Anne was struck by the differences. When she had arrived she had been slight, with tiny breasts and narrow hips. Now her hips had widened, and her breasts had become huge rounded things. Even her face had changed. Her lips had acquired a pout and her cheeks had filled out. Comparing herself to the picture she looked like that girl's pretty sister.
While Patty was out, Anne packed a few things. The only clothes she had that fit were the shorts and tank top that all the students were wearing. Then she looked at the bottle of vitamins, that was proof! Anne had just been planning to escape, but now she would have the proof she needed to bring the faculty to justice!
As she picked up the bottle to put it in her beg, Anne absently popped the top and took one. After she did it, she was horrified! She knew what they did, and yet she still took the pill! This gave Anne the uncomfortable feeling that maybe she was more programed than she realized.
****
It was well after four PM when Anne snuck into the library to call Tim. Anne feared that he wouldn't be able to make it tonight, and she'd be forced to try and walk out through the forest herself. But the phone only rang twice before a woman's voice answered. "How can I help you?" she asked.
Anne asked for Tim, saying that it was an emergency. The woman asked what kind of emergency, and snickered when Anne said it was a personal one. In the background she heard the woman yell, "Bobby, get Tim. I don't know, some woman. She says it's an emergency. I don't know what kind, maybe she's late." The woman was still snickering over the last statement when she got back on the phone. "He'll be here in just a moment honey. So how do you know our little boy?"
It took several minutes for Tim to reach the phone. All that time Anne had to suppress the urge to scream! The woman was infuriating, and Anne feared what might happen if someone found her. When Tim answered, Anne was momentarily speechless with gratefulness.
"Tim, I need you to come out and get me tonight." she said urgently.
The young man was feeling pretty good about himself. She hadn't even been able to wait a whole day. "Ok, but after this we'll have to wait till the weekend, it takes a lot of gas to get there. Should I bring my brothers again?"
Anne was about to tell him why she wanted him to meet her, but then realized that might be dangerous. They simply agreed to meet at the same spot at midnight.
****
For the rest of the day Anne was a bundle of nerves. Every time she saw a faculty member she could barely suppress the urge to run. And then the note from Dr. Davis arrived. It told her to report to the health center the next morning so they could discuss the "results of her blood test." And suppressed a shiver thinking about what it really meant.
Patty noticed that something was wrong with Anne, but assumed that it was just because her friend had lost just her virginity. Still, she decided that she would keep an eye on her roommate for Anne's sake.
****
It took what seemed like an eternity for lights out to roll around. That Anne was nervous was readily apparent to her friends. They all watched her with growing concern. When the announcement lights out came, Anne relaxed almost visibly. She had decided that she wouldn't wait for midnight to sneak out. As soon as she dared she would get out of the building and wait at the meeting spot.
After what seemed like an eternity, Anne got up and threw on some clothes. "What are you doing?" asked Patty.
Anne looked at her for a moment, trying to decide if she should tell her the truth. They were friends after all. "Patty..." she began and then trailed off. No, if she was so programmed that she took the pill despite what she knew, what chance did Patty have? "I'm going to meet that guy in the forest."
"Why didn't you tell me!" said Patty bouncing up and down slightly. She put her hand on her friend's ass. "Oh I see, you were going to keep him to yourself." She wagged a finger at Anne. "You know the three of us could have a lot of fun!" Using her hand on Anne's ass she brought the other girl to her until their nipples were touching. Patty had intended to wait until Anne was in a better mood to seduce her, but she was anxious to get in on some fun tonight if she could.
Anne tried to ignore her hardening nipples, and the voice in her head the told her to bring Patty along for fun. She didn't think her friend would run away with her, and she suspected that if she did bring Patty with her it would end up being a make out session again. Cautiously, she removed Patty's hand and stepped back. "No, I'd really like to keep him to myself for one more night. We'll all get together next week, I promise."
"Well, alright. I'm just so glad that you have your first boyfriend!"
As Anne was leaving, Patty asked, "hey what's the bag for?"
"Oh its just a blanket." replied Anne.
After Anne left, Patty looked around their room. Anne hadn't taken a blanket.
Oh no, some of her cloths were missing! She was running away. From this, her last best chance! She'd end up doing drugs and living in the gutter! Patty hurried to tell the dorm mom.
****
Anne was already in the forest when she heard the voices behind her. She hid in the bushes until they passed her. She was unsurprised to see Patty, and the dorm mom but they were accompanied by several men she recognized from the security staff!
Now Anne realizes her danger. If they found her before Tim arrived they would just drag her off and reprogram her! No one would find out what was going on, not now and maybe not ever!
In desperation, Anne tried to remember which direction the truck had come from last night. She hadn't been there when they arrived, so she could only try to remember which direction it had been facing when she got there and pray they hadn't turned it around before she arrived.
Moving as quietly as she could, Anne headed through the dense underbrush toward the road to the north of the clearing she had met Tim in last night. Although she had over two hours to get there, Anne worried that she wouldn't make it and the security goons would get Tim. It was fairly easy for her to avoid the security men. They were broadcasting their positions both with their use of flashlights, and by calling to Anne. The first time she heard them call, Anne nearly got up and went to them. At first she wondered why, but then she realized that it must be another part of the damn programming!
By the time that she reached the road, Anne had left the security men far behind. They were concentrating their search near the clearing, and never looked further down the road. When she reached the clearing, Anne kept to the brush and continued to follow the road away from the clearing. She'd been doing so for a long time when she heard an engine approaching.
For a moment, Anne considered staying concealed until she knew it was Tim for sure. But then she realized that by the time she was sure he would have passed her by. So Anne stepped out onto the rough road and waved when the headlights approached.
****
Dan Macruder silently cursed the stupid bitch he was supposed to find. Then he cursed his bosses and their carelessness. If she made it to the outside with the pills the whole deal might fall apart. He liked his life. He had a bombshell back in his apartment who did what ever he told her to do. Plus he could bang one of the college girls whenever he wanted if he got bored with her. And now he was out here in the dark chasing some half programed bitch because some fuck'in pencil-pusher forgot to make a note of her absence! They never made mistakes like this in the Company!
But, he mused as he fingered the grip of his Sig-Sauer P-226, he knew how to take care of little bitches who fouled things up!
****
Headlights dazzled her eyes until the battered truck pulled to a stop by Anne. A grinning Tim pushed the passenger door open. "Hey babe, I thought we were meeting at the clearing?"
Anne couldn't stop herself from kissing Tim before she spoke. The kiss drug on, and she had to fight off her sudden arousal before she could speak. "Tim, I know this sounds crazy, but the school programs girls to make them, like, slaves." What the hell? Suddenly, she sounded like a valley girl. Then a sense of dread came over her. It must be another part of the programing. Even if they couldn't stop her from telling, she would at least sound like an idiot.
Tim looked doubtful. "If your having some problem with the school, we can go see my Aunt Selma. She went th-..."
And then they heard the sound of something hitting the back of the truck, followed by the sound of a gunshot. "Holly shit!" Tim exclaimed, "they're shooting at us!" Forgetting what he was going to say, he gunned the motor of the battered truck spinning it around. With a roar, they lurched down the battered road back the way he had come. Several shots followed the first, but none hit the old Ford. In seconds the were around a bend and safely out of sight. Still, Tim drove like hell.
"Its OK babe, you can slow down now!" said Anne fearing they would crash if Tim kept driving like he was.
Over the howl of the truck's oversized all terrain tires Tim yelled, "No you don't understand. The school security knows about this road. If we don't make it onto the highway before they block it off we'll be trapped!"
****
Sure enough, they barely on the highway when Anne saw headlights behind them. And they were gaining fast! "Damn, damn, damn." muttered Tim. "I've seen what the school's security has. They're Jeep Wranglers, it'll be hard to loose 'em they're four by fours too." As the headlights grew closer he added, "and they're a lot faster than us on the road.
Tim seemed to be considering his options when he suddenly veered off to the left, through an open gate that Anne hadn't even seen. For a second it seemed like the truck would tip over, its oversize tires and off-road suspension never having been intended for such uses. But it settled out after a moment and they were through the gate. The Jeeps made the corner easily, and closed with them. But now they were on a narrow track, and the jeeps couldn't get in front of them.
They continued like that for several minutes, Anne expecting Tim to wreck the truck or the security goons to shoot them. But then there was the sudden feeling of falling and then being thrown around as the truck hit something that yielded. For several seconds all Anne could see was water. Then she saw that they were in a broad, shallow river. The truck seemed to be fighting its way across. When they were safely up the opposite bank, Tim paused to look back.
Tim whooped in triumph! The security cars were stuck in the river bed! They had only made it because of the truck's huge mud tires. Knowing that it would take the goons a long time to get their Jeeps out Tim slowed to a more reasonable speed. They had won!
****
Chief of Security Arnold Leiber had felt that chasing the truck was a mistake from the beginning. But the Dean of students had insisted, so they chased the young couple. Now they were stuck in a damn river and there was no one left to send after the kids. But Leiber had recognized the truck. He knew where they would go. Calmly, he pulled out his cellphone and dialed. When a woman's voice answered. "How can I help you?" he smiled.
****
It took Anne and Tim nearly an hour and a half to get to Tim's paternal home. During the drive Anne told Tim what she had discovered about the school (leaving out the part about her drug induced fertility). By the time they arrived, they had formulated a plan. They would grab a few of Tim's things and then go see the sherif in nearby Crawford's Corner.
Things began to go awry the minute they reached the Dugan home. First Tim's aunt Selma insisted on talking to Tim before they left. Then Tim's brothers refused to loan them any money for gas, eventually Tim was forced to agree to sell one of his brothers ten sheep in order to get some cash. Anne was constantly afraid the goons from the school would show up.
The whole situation was made worse by all the crying babies, barking dogs, and random women wandering around. After several hours, Anne figured out part of the confusion. It seemed that there were seven Dugan brothers living in the house. Each brother except Tim and Billy had a wife or girlfriend living with them. Tim didn't have one, and Billy had two girls in his room. And each of the girls of the household had a number of children. There were other brothers living nearby, and Tim's parents lived just down the road. The house was one of those big old farm houses, but it was never intended to contain so many people so confusion reigned. Anne was unable to learn all the names she was given. Despite her confusion over names, everyone seemed pleased that Tim had a girl. But they all ignored Anne's desperate story.
It was dawn by the time they were ready to go. And they set off, only to have a U-joint let go before they were a mile down the road. Tim frowned and said, "god damn it! I just changed that last week!" The repair would have taken only a few hours, but Tim had to order the part from a garage in nearby Breed's Hill. It wouldn't be in until the next day. So Anne settled down with Tim's family to wait. Apparently the goons either didn't know where she was or weren't coming after her. It turned out to be a longer wait than she had hoped, for the part was back-ordered and would take a week to arrive. By the end of that week Anne was beginning to fit into the Dugan household. She had grown to like the constant bustle, it was so different than growing up an only child. And she was fast getting used to constant sex. She and Tim did it every night, and generally several times during the corse of the day. Really, Anne thought going to the police could wait. She was enjoying her stay at the Dugan home too much to leave already.
It wasn't really a surprise when she missed her period later that month. Anne had already been suffering from morning sickness. And she had known, even before she heard the doctor say that she was fertile she had known! When they announced her pregnancy to the family everyone had seemed pleased, especially Tim's Aunt Selma who had absolutely beamed.
****
Selma was pleased that she had carried out the task her former teachers had given her. It was really quite simple. All she had done was make sure that young woman took the rest of those vitamins and played some tapes for her in her sleep. It was just like getting a child to take pills! Hide one in a piece of cake, disguise one as a chocolate chip in a cookie. It just took a little imagination and planning. And if there was one thing Selma had learned at the William Breed College for Young Ladies it was planning.