What she did:
>"I'm unstoppable." Anon arrogantly said.
>To Vice Principal Luna.
>Who secretly has the ability to see and interact with students' dreams.
>Able to learn and exploit anyone's darkest secrets and fetishes.
>The worst of them all, this overconfident student acts like he owns the school after Principal Celestia leaves.
>He and other guys get unbearable during "No Nut November".
>Never jacking off and letting the resulting emotional tension worsen their behavior.
>Lacking patience, Luna often telepathically induces wet dreams upon them overnight when they're home in bed, using their fetishes against them.
>Mellows their behavior right down.
>But nothing works with this student in particular.
>Luna fished out his fetishes months ago, but he's done something to himself that prevents unintentional erections and ejaculations.
>It has to be some kind of magic that can counter Luna's dream magic.
>He passed NNN weeks ago, but now doesn't want to stop.
>Drive and bravery through the roof in mid December, his high energy makes up for his small, thin stature.
>He causes drama everywhere he goes; and he can't even help it at this point.
>Luna tried many times but can't telepathically make him ejaculate in his sleep.
>She even knows he has a secret crush on her because of all the lewd and romantic dreams starring herself she planted into his head at night.
>But his supercharged brain and ego keep anything from actually being done about it.
>Now he somehow recently stole a spare set of keys to the school.
>Luna saw his plans for few nights over winter break.
>He plans to watch TV movies and playing video games in the electronics and lounge corner of the school library.
>Doesn't expect Vice Principal Luna to be at the school when he sneaks in.
>And so, she plans her attack.
>…
>Late at night, but technically early morning.
>Tomorrow Christmas Day, but Anon snuck into the school anyway.
>Couldn’t help himself, to jittery and rash in decision making.
>Luna stayed locked in her office with the lights off, having listening to his distant footsteps to to the library as she descended into her Nightmare Moon side.
>Her pupils excitedly contract into vertical slits, and her body heats up.
>He should be done playing video games by now, this is the usual time he falls asleep.
>Telepathy won’t cut it; she’ll have to use this convenient opportunity to drain him manually.
>She makes sure security cameras are still “not working for some reason” and heads down to the library.
>In Vice Principal Luna’s territory, the delinquent trespasser slumbers in “his” natural habitat.
>Too passed out on the couch to notice the blank TV screen turn off, he lies face up with a quiet snore.
>She silently approaches like a camouflaged predator, gradually salivating more.
>Waits until her face is about an inch from his, then carefully strikes with a strategically delivered kiss.
>He only tenses for a second before his whole body relaxes when Luna’s tongue spreads “venom” into his mouth.
>The previous silence has been broken by a brief gasp, then wet but quiet kissing noises, followed by the sound of Vice Principal Luna lying down on top of her current favorite student.
>He won’t wake up for a bit now.
>”Looks like I’ll have to confiscate that virginity you brag about.” Luna sighs under her breath as she pulls his hands under her top to her smooth skin.
>He’s still soft, it’ll take more to get him hard.
>Whatever spell he’s on, it’s powerful, but Luna has the advantage here.
>Under the burgundy shirt, his hands are guided along the front of Vice Principal Luna’s soft midriff around her bellybutton, then up the sides of her sleek, warm torso from her hips.
>Luna often gropes his crotch to see if she’s gotten him going yet.
>It’s still limp, so she gently nudges his fingers under her black bra cups and lets them slip up to her nipples underneath.
>Her nipples get erect from his still cold fingertips unknowingly playing with them, but his member doesn’t.
>Vice Principal Luna impatiently bearhugs him and prolongs the one-sided make-out session to keep him comfortably sedated.
>Her predatory eyes light up as she undoes the front of her pants for him to weakly grope her cameltoe through her black panties.
>”Obey your body’s nature.” Vice Principal Luna grunts through her hot breath beating his face while stretching her elastic panty straps up her hips, then lets them snap back to her skin with a soft slap.
>His hands reflexively grab her ass and thighs while underneath her loosely opened pants, then caress up the trunk of her body and play with Luna’s breasts after she unhooks her bra to make this easier.
>She allows him to instinctively undress her more and more, until her attire is reduced to only her “modified” top and her black panties.
>A nearby pair of scissors helped Luna cute her top apart to be a lot more revealing, as per her favorite student’s secret fetish.
>Vice Principal Luna holds him close, letting his sleepwalking hands appreciate her scantily clothed body he’s pinned by.
>She pulls his limp member out; plays with it in attempt to agitate it into an erection.
>Clinging to a previous spell, it stubbornly refuses to stiffen.
>In a riding position, Luna tugs the bridge of her panties aside, baring her soft, smooth vulva and and resting it directly onto the underside of the penis’s head.
>His greatest weak spot, addressed directly.
>Vice Principal Luna grinds along the shaft’s underside for a minute; her vulva bullies this student’s penis into standing up to her.
>The spell can’t hold up under the most direct physical indication of lovemaking.
>”Obey your nature.”
>She can feel it getting stiffer and stiffer between the lips of her vulva.
>No resisting sexual nature now, Vice Principal Luna’s softness stimulates her favorite student’s hardening dick.
>The sensation of the direct contact prompts an inevitable erection to press up against Luna’s nethers, and she continues grinding to intensify the process.
>And lets the feeling of her exposed body keep agitating his libido more intensely using that physical indication of lovemaking.
>Anon sharply inhales, muffled by another sedating kiss as Luna coerces his member into reacting to the part of her that’s pushing back at it.
>It stands all the way up, completely erect; Vice Principal Luna lets the knot of her modified top come undone and the front of the whole thing fall open while teasing the twitching underside of her student’s shaft.
>She’s working at his member’s more sensitive side, knowing what she’s doing is just asking for him to ejaculate if she doesn’t stop.
>Plans to bully his cock until it cries.
>”There we go.” Whispers Vice Principal Luna as she slowly but surely envelops it, fulfilling her virginity confiscation promise. “I’ll be taking that.”
>Nipples slipping into the open after a couple seconds of humping, Vice Principal Luna takes her favorite student’s hands and traps them upon her bouncing breasts.
>But she pulls herself off before a minute passes, formulating a more long term plan.
>She goes back to pressing herself onto the underside of the cock and pointing it almost all the way horizontal.
>It should have started with him concluding it was a wet dream, and that’s what Luna shall dedicate to.
>”Your punishment will be having to clean yourself up.” Coos Vice Principal Luna, now sexually grinding with intent of finality. “Let’s see that cute tummy.” She grabs the bottom of her favorite student’s shirt and pulls it up.
~
What you dreamt:
>You had broken into Canterlot High at night on Christmas Eve, but you don’t care. No one’s gonna stop you.
>After a relaxing night of video games, you fell asleep.
>And now you are dreaming.
>You have become an astronaut heading into space for a mission on the moon.
>Space looks really pretty out here, so many colorful stars and clouds of dust surrounding you.
>Your spaceship ventures to the far side of the moon, where you’ll be as far away from the human race as you possibly can.
>No one will ever find you here, and you can do whatever you want.
>This is the safest you’ve ever felt, and you get out of your spaceship ready to do whatever it is you intend to do here on the far side of the moon where no one can find you.
>Start walking around and stuff, doing nothing but having fun doing nothing.
>You’re enjoying doing nothing.
>All of a sudden, you feel the ground shake, but this isn’t earth so you can’t call it an earthquake.
>Why do your lips feel funny?
>You turn to face your spaceship to find that it had completely vanished, and you are now stranded here.
>Panicking, you start leaping around looking for some way to escape back to earth; you didn’t want to stay here forever.
>Soon discover that you’re not alone… there’s something following you around.
>Now you’re terrified, having no place to hide in this situation in a vast plain of nothing but shallow craters.
>You can see whatever this thing is following you.
>It seems to be a young lady, and she looks familiar.
>It’s… Vice Principal Luna?
>Her hair is shorter than usual, and she’s dressed in some really lewd looking armor costume like the kind you see in video games.
>Her eyes look weird, and you get the feeling to run, but you find yourself trying not to go in slow motion when you try to run away from her.
>She’s gaining fast, and you accept that you have no choice but to fight her.
>But something else tells you it’s somehow hopeless.
>You pull out a ray gun and start shooting laser beams at her.
>She doesn’t dodge them, and doesn’t need to, because they do seemingly zero damage to her.
>You switch weapons and start throwing glowing hatchets at her, which also do no damage whatsoever.
>This is a boss fight you weren’t prepared for.
>Pull out something that might as well be a lightsaber and go up to her to start hacking at her armor.
>Her armor comes apart and falls away, revealing a couple of thin rags she’s wearing over her chest and waist.
>But you can still tell this did zero damage; somehow, this battle cannot be won.
>There’s some other factor outside all of this you cannot control, and Luna starts approaching you as you back away from her in fear.
>Her eyes turn pitch black like a horror movie, and she starts swinging her hips in her stride towards you.
>You turn to run, but she immediately re-appears in front of you, closer.
>At least you know she can’t get through your space suit without any weapons, so you throw your saber sword up into space so she can’t use it.
>This space suit is impenetrable, she’ll never even be able to break the glass of your helmet.
>But you can’t run away from her; she’s too fast and you’re too slow.
>Her smile grows wide, and her nipples under the cloth on her chest become erect and start poking through.
>You try not to look as she corners you in place.
>Her body looks sexy, but that look in her eyes is terrifying.
>You’re afraid she’s going to try to kill you, but again, your space suit should keep you safe from any of her attacks.
>Try to throw a snail-paced punch, but Luna shoves you down to the ground and pounces on top of you.
>You hear her say something: “Obey your body’s nature.”
>Terror overtakes you as she suddenly teleports herself inside of your space suit.
>Let out a scream and start kicking, expecting her to stab you or something, but she begins giggling and kissing you instead.
>You can’t even counter her because your limbs are still in their respective parts of the suit until you retract them into the torso space.
>Her soft chest squishes against you, and you can feel her dry humping you inside of the space suit as you struggle to find your arms while she wraps hers around you in the claustrophobia-inducing space inside your space suit the battle has moved to.
>It’s too late by the time your hands get to Luna’s body, though there was never a chance anyway.
>You’re too taken away by how sublime her soft skin feels against your pushing hands as you feel her bare abdomen.
>The tiny space inside the suit makes it impossible to push her off anyway, and her lips inevitably keep meeting yours.
>Your resistance is depleted from trying to push her away to caressing the front of her body and gently squeezing her chest.
>Soon embrace her back, realizing she’s not trying to kill you and falling under a deep attraction towards Luna.
>You can’t get enough of her.
>The sound of her excited breathing against your face and your nervous breathing against hers fills the inside of the space suit.
>The space suit then starts to fall away from you, but it’s okay because you can apparently breathe in space now.
>Luna keeps herself perched on top of you, not letting you get up.
“I don’t understand.” You blurt in between two of her kisses.
>She doesn’t say anything back at first, only persistently continuing to hound all over you.
>Gradually just accept your situation, not feeling any objections to it after a few moments of her letting you reach under her cloths and feel her body.
>Luna climbs all over you, her areolae slipping out from her top slightly.
>”Confess.” She says to you.
>You stare into her eyes, questioningly.
>”I already know all of your fetishes, and you must confess them to me eventually after you wake up. Confess your secrets to me.”
>You don’t remember when she got your pants off, but that happened at some point.
>She’s doing things before you realize it.
>Her hungry embrace pulls you ever so closer to herself, and you find she has your member already out and completely erect.
>The half-functioning dream brain of yours doesn’t think of a course of action for this except go with whatever she does, which is exactly what happens.
>She lowers her waist over your erect member, and you can feel your tip pushing against where she evidently isn’t wearing panties.
>It sends a shock through you knowing this, but you let her do this to you.
>Luna is humping you on the surface of the moon mere seconds after she guides your length up inside of herself.
>It’s a special union you did not expect, but one that she’s insistently making happen, and you do as she wants.
>Luna humps you, and humps you and humps you as you lie on your back in her realm, helpless at the mercy of her lonely thirst.
>A climax is getting closer, and you’re 100% on board with this, ready to ejaculate inside of Luna on the moon.
>She smiles down at you, leans in and kisses you on the tip of your nose before giving one final series on pelvic slams down onto you.
>And that definitely did it, you let loose and release your love into Luna.
>”This is only the beginning.” She says to you.
~
>The dream breaks down, and your taken back into reality.
>Wake up to a white Christmas on Christmas morning.
“What the…” You look down at yourself as you slowly realize you’re back to resting on the school’s library couch.
>Your dick is sticking out of the rim of your pants, facing your stomach.
>The shirt you’re wearing is soaked with cum.
“Aww, fuck!” You gripe, realizing you somehow had a wet dream even after all you went through to try and prevent it. “Damn it! Fuck!”
>You angrily kick the empty juice cans around the floor as you realize you have to start all over again.
>But you haven’t found out why.
>Yet.
~
~
>You just wanted to make it to the end of December.
>Why did your stupid brain have to betray you like that when you were sleeping?
>Could have sworn that weird magic stuff you got into was implemented air-tight.
>The rest of winter break is a rest time for you; you now make it your New Year’s resolution to make it till spring without masturbating.
>Until January, you might as well freely masturbate whenever you feel like it to get it all out of your system.
>But every time you do it, your brain always goes back to thinking about Vice Principal Luna.
>That wet dream that interrupted your glorious nofap streak really got to you.
>Now you can’t stop thinking about Vice Principal Luna even when you’re awake.
>But especially in your dreams.
>What is happening to you?
>You’ve always valued your virginity you obviously still have, but something feels different about it.
>If you first think about how you’re still a virgin, you think of Luna.
>And if you think about Luna, some odd notion about your virginity pops into your mind.
>Something… is in progress, but isn’t currently happening, but needs to be resumed. You can’t put your finger on it.
>But you almost feel like you have a bone to pick with Vice Principal Luna.
>Some sort of unfinished business with her that’s separate from all those times she tried to assert her authority over you when you acted up in school.
>Something got added to that, and it’s messing with everything else. Messing with your mind.
>Dumb dreams.
~
>It’s easy to not have wet dreams if you fap every day, but New Year’s has now passed.
>After ceremonially getting yourself off to your favorite pieces of porn, you feel like you’re ready to go cold turkey for years.
>But a little feeling inside of you tells you you should masturbate to Vice Principal Luna, and picture you can get your hands on.
>Ignore it, too ball-empty to care anyway.
>School resumes on Monday.
~
>Morning.
>Due to a restless night, you slept through your alarm and missed the bus.
>Fumble around in your house getting yourself ready for school.
>No one’s available to drive you, gotta run the distance.
>Halfway there, you’re out of breath, lacking the energy you should have still had.
>Curse your libido and make your way over to Canterlot High about 20 minutes after the late bell should have rang.
>Some of the nerd kids eat in the cafeteria where there’s a side door to enter through, but only openable from the inside.
>One sees you waving all coolly, hesitates first before letting you in on account of being seen helping you break the rules by a teacher.
>Say the longer you’re both standing there, the sooner someone might notice and assume you’re both in on it; this works.
>Sneak through the hallways right as homeroom ends.
>Too late for that attendance tally, but you often sleep in class anyway.
>Exhibit A: sleeping in first period. Exhibit B: sleeping in second period.
>But as you’re snoozing through the day like you’re fast forwarding it, the teacher’s phone rings.
>A moment later, you’re wanted in the Vice Principal’s office.
>Oh wait, Vice Principal Luna’s in charge of attendance, right?
>How would she have even found out? This makes no sense.
>Curse to yourself on your way down the hallway towards her office after ignoring the dumb stares from your classmates.
>Everything is going swimmingly as you open the door.
>It’s all fine as you sit down.
>You almost feel a shiver the very moment Vice Principal Luna walks in.
>Your throat locks when her surprisingly beautiful eyes catch yours off guard.
>That sigh she gives makes you wonder what it would sound like, softer, more drawn out and next to your ear.
>She sits at her desk, and you absolutely must listen to her sigh again for some reason.
>But she does you one better and starts speaking to you.
>Yup, this is about the attendance, but you miss half of the things Vice Principal Luna is saying to you.
>Don’t need to; you both know why she called you here. You missed attendance but then snuck in without being noticed.
>Vice Principal Luna stands up to grab some papers, and you start thinking about something you never noticed before.
>That’s the sound of her clothes gently sliding against her bare skin underneath.
>Something you never cared about before, suddenly refusing to let you retain what she’s saying in her soothing voice you want to hear moan.
>”Do I make myself clear?”
“Wha- huh?”
>”I said do I make myself clear?” Her soft voice gives way to including a slightly frustrated tone.
“Yeah, yeah.”
>”Anon… were you paying attention to what I said?”
>Nod in confident dishonesty.
>”So what I’d tell you to do from now on?”
“…”
>”Anon.”
>Hearing her say your name puts butterflies in your stomach.
>Your name escaped Vice Principal Luna’s lungs and lips.
“Can you relay it again?” You concede.
>”You should make sure you don’t sleep through your alarm anymore. ‘Kay?” She repeats. “Now put your name down.”
“Mhm.” You nod, writing your name onto the attendance roster.
>Mess up because your brain is focused on what you know Vice Principal Luna’s got going on underneath her clothes right beside you.
>It’s luckily in pencil.
>She watches you erase and start over, sitting back into her desk as she makes you write down your name for her.
>Vice Principal Luna wasn’t almost the most endowed woman in the staff, but you have finally realized she’s got it going on too.
>Try to convince the casual half-boner in your pants to not turn into anything obvious.
>Vice Principal Luna’s cleavage would look so nice if she just showed it for once. She’s gotta be at least a C-cup, right?
>So much for keeping that thing subtle.
>You have to stand up and leave before you know it, soon hunching over like an ape before quickly turning around before she can see.
>…
>Half way back to class and you need to walk like you’re carrying a heavy flowerpot.
>This un-welcomed erection in your pants does not want to go away, like it’s got some unfinished business to attend to.
>What would happen if you went back to Vice Principal Luna’s office and stood up regularly in front of her with your hands to your sides?
>Why did you just wonder about that? That’d probably get you into more trouble.
>Right?
~
>You made sure not to miss the bus in the morning this time.
>If anything, you’re more worried about whether or not anyone has a way to know that you jacked off in the bathroom the other day just to make that pesky hard on go away.
>A seemingly necessary exception, but you’ve maintained your nofap streak for real this time. For real now.
>If there’s any fetish you want to keep a secret now, it’s the fact that you apparently get off harder when thinking about Vice Principal Luna.
>Just the thought of all this feels so… new… and exciting to you.
>Vice Principal Luna can crack down on your attendance dodging and other misbehaviors all she wants, but you secretly think about her when you jack off and there’s nothing she can do to stop you.
>Just imagine if you accidentally spilled the beans about that to her, that’d be a suspension right there, you’re sure.
>After school, you think about doing it one last time to her picture in last year’s yearbook.
>You officially decide against it, make it back home, chill in your room for a bit, and then slip that yearbook out.
>You never noticed how you can kind of see the subtle protrusion from her bra strap in this picture of her before, but you definitely noticed it now.
>Minutes later, you declare that NOW you’re done fapping for real.
~
>Okay, so it took until after a full 24 hours of not giving in for you to confidently make that official.
>It’s Friday once more, and you passed the time threshold after checking up on that yearbook picture a couple more times over the past week.
>Now you’re REALLY starting to get your groove back despite being tired all day.
>Bantering with the other lads at lunch is more fun now, and you’re leading the conversation again.
>At the same time, annoying a couple of the girls at your table with a couple of the guys.
>It’s all playful banter, even though the girls cuss you out and diss you back which is just funny to you guys.
>It’s funny to the girls too.
>But guess who doesn’t think it’s funny?
>”Hey!” Vice Principal Luna’s voice cuts through the lunchtime ruckus.
>You all face her, she says something about not being rowdy during lunch, all that usual stuff.
>Cant stop staring into those vibrant teal eyes.
>Even as they grow angry at you which just makes them hotter.
>Your classmates groan and call her lame as she momentarily hands you a detention slip for probably flimsy reasons.
>Questioning why she’s only punishing you, and repeating it all the way back to class after lunch.
>She must really hate you, dude.
>But the joke’s on her, you’d rather enjoy her after-school company in the designated classroom that’s named on the slip of paper.
>You’ll just think about it in your bed after you get back home.
~
>The rest of the school day was boring and eventless.
>Now you enter the silent classroom and sit in the front row, too tired to be horny.
>These desks aren’t usually comfortable, but you’re lethargic from the lack of synergy with your classmates who’ve gone home.
>And so, maybe these solid seats aren’t so bad after all.
>Where’s Vice Principal Luna, though?
>You might give her a snide comment about being late to the detention session, after resting your head onto the desk.
>…
>”Glad you didn’t skip out on me.” Luna’s voice wakes you up.
“Huh?”
>”You can either write five sentences now or stay the entire hour.” She sets a sheet of paper onto the desk before you.
>It’s explained that you have to answer the questions Luna wrote on the whiteboard, asking you about why you got detention, how you feel, etc.
>Fuck that, you’re staying here.
>After a couple minutes of you talking like a smartass to Vice Principal Luna, you rest your head back onto your desk.
>You’re so tired that you’ve started to get loopy, in dire need of the sleep you usually start catching up on after getting back home.
>Luna can probably tell this, and you hate her for probably enjoying this being an unexpected part of your punishment.
>Can’t leave before time’s up either, or else your punishment is upgraded to a suspension.
>Whatever, you’ll sleep through it. It’ll feel like 5 minutes.
>Yeah, she’s kind of being a bitch to you, but it’s whatever. She’s lucky she’s so fine otherwise you’d ignore your tiredness and gladly accept the suspension.
>Luna’s hand nudges your shoulder; you’re being kept awake.
>Okay, now this is bullshit.
>But you for some reason don’t have it within you to lash out.
>You just weakly turn your head to face her general direction, staring directly at her still-clothed abdomen.
>”I need you to answer these for me, Anon.” Vice Principal Luna places a new sheet of paper onto the desk.
>She wrote the questions directly onto the paper this time, with space for you to answer.
“Huh?” You stare at the first one.
>1: What do you think about me?
>Using your pencil, you write “I think you’re pretty nice” or something like that.
>Next.
>2: Do you think about me when you masturbate?
>Stare at the paper, wondering how to respond to this.
>Look up at Vice Principal Luna, who’s leaning against the teacher’s desk facing you.
>Her belt is gone, and her burgundy top seems to have gotten a little shorter at the bottom.
>Her beautiful eyes are starting to look like the predatory eyes of an anaconda with slits for pupils.
“Vice Principal Luna, I…”
>She giggles, then gives you that sigh you’ve been waiting for. “Well? Go on.”
>Your member in your pants eagerly starts to do something.
>Obediently, you answer the question honestly.
>Vice Principal Luna goes to the front board to erase the old questions.
>They’re all written so high up at the top of the board, and she has to reach extra high to reach it all.
>As Vice Principal Luna reaches up, the bottom of her shrunken shirt can’t cover all the way down to her pants.
>It rides up her body when she stretches her arms up, unveiling her bare midriff to you as she erases.
>Luna’s exposed lower back boasts her dimples of Venus, with her pants fittingly hugging around her curved hips.
>You just want to run your hands along her abdomen so badly, her skin looks so smooth.
>3: Am I giving you an erection?
>You sit there at full mast concealed, watching Vice Principal Luna make her top ride higher up her midriff as she tries to reach the now higher whiteboard writing.
>The middle crease of her lower back comes further into view, the shirt lifted away from Luna’s bare skin.
>The trunk of her midriff is completely in the open, and your eyes get locked onto it as she keeps reaching as high as she can.
>4: What color are my panties?
>Look back over to her.
>Her pants must have come undone in the front, because you watch the pants get looser and start to slip down her hips.
>Her secret is revealed; the top rim of her frilly black panties peeks out at you.
>You almost feel like you’re undressing her with your imagination; you want to see more of her body exposed.
>Her curves looked great with clothes over them, but now you’re seeing them come out in the open in bare skin.
>Her midriff is so sleek, leading down to her womanly hips that present her ass that’s so perfectly cupped under the back of her slipping pants that conform to the soft cheeks.
>The pants slightly fall away from the frilly panties as Vice Principal Luna’s long, stretched out abdomen shows more in its exposed glory as the small shirt fails to cover it.
>You’d definitely see her bellybutton if she wasn’t facing away from you; this alone makes you twitch.
>Vice Principal Luna has the sexiest body you never knew about.
>She half-heartedly tugs her pants back up as she walks towards you, her top now haphazardly allowing a gap of her midriff to still show.
>”I know your fetishes.” She says. “I know you’re into wardrobe malfunction. That’s one of them. Admit it.”
“Yes, Vice Principal Luna.”
>”Wanna see my cute tummy?” She reaches up to “fix” the overhead projector on the ceiling above your desk.
>The dress code inappropriate top rides up her midriff again, and slips up and away from Vice Principal Luna’s up-stretched bellybutton that shyly comes into view.
>”I saw yours, only fair you see mine.”
>You’re too tongue twisted to respond.
>”Kiss it.”
>Breath growing heavier, you put your hands on the soft sides of Vice Principal Luna’s sleek, exposed abdomen and pull her closer to your face.
>Her soft bellybutton collides with your nervously puckering lips, such a pristine scent from her smooth skin.
>It retracts away a tiny bit as she giggles from you tickling her, before you fully plant your lips against her supple skin and start making out with Vice Principal Luna’s bellybutton.
>”Touching me so inappropriately’s gonna get you another detention.” Luna’s voice vibrates through her tummy as you lock your hold around her hips and grab her ass.
>Make her bellybutton wet and shine with your kisses, face buried deep in her abdomen.
>”You’re getting yourself in deeper trouble for this.” Luna can’t help but softly buck her hips at you.
>Still undone in front, her pants carelessly slip down some more from her clingy panties.
>Wander downward, kissing her smooth skin until the black fabric is against your chin then nose.
>Push inward and kiss around seeking Luna’s vulva to liplock through the panties with.
>They kiss you back, and you mash your own lips against their softness until Luna is prompted to buck her hips harder.
>She can’t hold back when you kiss her vulva lips through her clingy panties they conform to.
>”You need to finish giving something up to me.” Vice Principal Luna starts to sincerely hump your face. “We both already know what it is.”
>It was half given up to Luna on that fateful night, but the exchange must be completed.
>Your mind, heart and body demand that this unstoppable urge for Luna is sated.
>It’s your virginity.
>…
>”Anon!”
“Guh, what the fuck?” You jolt up out of your puddle of drool.
>”The hour’s up.” Vice Principal Luna has already started towards the door.
>She’s way too far away from you to have been making any kind of physical contact.
“Oh. Alright.” You look down and see yourself holding one of your textbooks over your lap.
>You vaguely remember doing that as you were resting your head on the desk with sleep looming over you, but only vaguely.
>It’s enough to know you’ve been in this position this whole time.
>Luna tells you to clean up the drool and leaves, and you lift the textbook to see a dark spot on your pants that indicate your streak has been broken once again.
>You don’t even exclaim this time, it’s just like, fuck it. Whatever. Try again next time.
~
>You get home tired as fuck, lying in bed for the longest time after changing out of your cum pants and such.
>Don’t even do anything until after you’ve slept for a little bit, soon hanging out alone all night until Saturday morning.
>Life got quiet again, and you’re more than sure that you body is going to get the best of you if you dare to try another nofap, which you’re inevitably going to do because why not.
>Vice Principal Luna distracted you this time, you’ll stay off the radar for now until you can get things back to the way they were.
>Use Sunday night to look up all the weird magic stuff you used before from that shady website.
>Already read everything before so this’ll be a breeze this time around.
>Light up the pentagram candles etc. and put a spell on yourself like last time.
>There’s never a way of knowing if it worked or not until it’s been a while since you last had an urge to fap, which is why it’s always smartest to do this after you’ve gone for a couple of days, albeit the rushed exception this time.
>But something feels like the spell’s being blocked by something.
>You /are/ a virgin so it should easily work for you, as the website says.
~
>In your next dream, you continue a little storyline that you were going along with when you were awake and playing more video games.
>Some dark souls like game with armor, weapons, whatever.
>You’re running through the landscape, capturing outposts, slaughtering groups of enemy fighters trying to stop you and stealing all of their gold.
>Territory after territory, you conquer until you sneak into a new one at night.
>This is the realm of Nightmare Moon, the Evil Princess who was supposed to have been in control of all the lands you do whatever you want in.
>You break into her castle and watch all of the health bars of her dozens of guards deplete to 0 as you dominate them.
>They’re at player levels 5-8, but you’re at level 42 and have special spells and potions; they’ll need to train more in order to reach near your level and stand a chance here.
>But then you reach Nightmare Moon’s throne room.
>The battle should have been a quick one, but you can barely put a dent in her health bar.
>What level is she even on? This is NOTHING like her guards.
>She wears a metal mast over her face aside her eyes, and she weilds an ax that deals a lot of damage to you with each hit.
>And you’re locked in here with her now too.
>You didn’t even notice that this was a boss fight until you finally noticed the boss music playing.
>Why didn’t you notice it? Why are you suddenly so off guard?
>Can’t even leave this area.
>Your own health bar is soon reduced to about 10%, and you try to leave.
>But something is going to stick with you after you wake up.
>One final blow from behind and all of your inventory spills out as you fall to the floor with 0 HP.
>She’s going to have no quarter for you anyway.
~