Mrs. Olsen

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It had been about a week since the incident and it was difficult to focus during school. He knew he could use the rod to cheat his way through, but he wanted to play it safe. That woman died because of me. I’m not as hurt as I expected, but I still have to be careful for my own sake.

Joel tried not using the command rod for mundane things, but porn was nothing compared to the real thing. He had decided to try his luck with another teacher a few days ago. She wasn’t as gorgeous as Ms. Weigert, but he liked her personality and she was still attractive for being middle-aged. She lived on the edge of town, so that was a plus. He recalled the encounter as he sat on his bed, touching himself.

The bright, loving woman with coppery red hair and a fuller figure had welcomed him in. He had commanded her to lead him to the bedroom. Her husband and children were out and that gave him an hour to have his way with her. The woman slid her dress to the floor and removed her undergarments. Her breasts hung with a pleasing heft and her butt was bigger, but still formed, giving her a nice hourglass shape. She had a notable paunch, but her skin was well maintained, so it looked attractively tight. She looks kind of pregnant. I guess having three kids will leave a mark on you.

Mrs. Howell was a friendly person who loved dealing with her students. Joel decided he wanted to try someone nicer this time. Maybe I will care more if something happens to her. He removed his own clothes and eased her upon the bed. Nothing too weird this time. Ignoring her complaints, he thought about what to do with her. He could do anything he wanted to her with no repercussions. It feels amazing to have complete control over someone.

“I command you to let me do whatever I want to you.” He smirked as he crawled atop her.
“Please, don’t do this to me, I have kids.”
He stepped back and grabbed the rod before returning. “I command you to enjoy this and forget everything I did here when I leave.” He sat the rod on the edge of the bed, crawling into her now welcoming arms.

She spread herself to allow him inside. He nearly popped from the overwhelming sensation, but he stopped moving and tried to distract himself. Once settled, he shifted and started fucking her gently. Her face turned with delight. He continued with soft strokes, feeling himself growing tense, achieving more focus as he edged forward and found a slightly deeper part of her crevice. She drew a sharp breath and Joel could see she was getting close to orgasm.

The rod rolled against Joel’s leg, distracting him and pulling him from his near-climax. She was moments away when he stopped. “You can’t cum until I say so.” He nudged the rod onto the floor, unaware he had issued another command.

He put his legs together and lifted himself higher, dropping most of his weight behind his fleshy spear. It moved even deeper and the sensation was indescribable. Joel pumped her, seeing her face tense with excitement. He decided to prolong the experience, so he pulled out just before he finished.  Mrs. Howell opened her pleading eyes, looking so pitifully sad that Joel felt bad for a moment. She begged him to continue.

Moving back into place, Joel dropped back inside and continued to fuck his former teacher. She wrapped her arms and legs around him. He couldn’t put as much weight into the thrusts, but her legs being higher excited him. She’s pretty limber for a mom. He lifted her legs to his shoulders and began moving with fast, short movements. He put a finger on her clit and watched her gasp with ecstasy. A few more strokes and Joel broke free from her grasp. Mrs. Howell balled her fists and hit her bed with uncharacteristic anger.
“You can’t keep stopping like that, Joel!” She grumbled. “You have to let me cum!”

Her messy hair and wild eyes made him realize how much she wanted that elusive orgasm. He went back in at a more reasonable angle, giving slow, soft strokes that slowly grew faster. Joel watched her face as he pounded her. She was completely lost in the moment and he loved it. He felt bad that he was about to deny her again. He pulled out and clambered up the bed, sticking his shaft into her mouth. She was caught by surprise when he shot streams of warm jizz down her throat. The teacher tried in vain to pull away, but her head was trapped against the bed by his legs. She squirmed and gagged as he continued blasting down her windpipe. Her face reddened as she struggled to breathe before Joel finally pulled back. She gasped and leaned onto her side, coughing wildly before she was able to compose herself.

He watched the older woman writhing in desire. She fidgeted and slid around the bed as her expressions twisted in torment. “Let me cum, Joel! I need it. Please, please let me finish!” She rubbed her breast and thrust her hips into the air. Joel didn’t understand why she was so horny at first until he stepped upon the rod. Then he pieced it together. He reached forward and blew gently upon her damp lower bush. The woman shrieked, nearly in tears from the sensation. “Please, please, PLEASE!”

He stepped back as he spoke. “Okay, you can cum now.”

By his word, the woman shook so violently that it was nearly comical. Her arms and legs waved as she slowly pulled them down, pressing her arms against her formed breasts. She cried out in delight, nearly screaming as she let the orgasm flow through her body. She quieted and let the aftershocks pass. She regained her senses and grinned with gratification.

He was just about to finish when he heard a knock on the door. Pulled back to reality, he scrambled to pull a blanket over his lap. His mother peeked past the doorway. “Ugh, that’s sick, Joel!” She turned her head. “Can you bring your sister down the block to the Olsen’s house?”
“Yeah, just let me finish.”
“Yuck. Just hurry up, we’re almost ready to go.”
She pulled the door closed and he thought about commanding his mom to help him with his needs. Nah, that would probably be bad. He thought back to Ms. Weigert’s full body before it popped and he finished within a minute. Man I’m sick. Nothing bad happened to Mrs. Howell, so maybe I can use this to sate my needs.

He cleaned up and walked his sister to their new babysitter’s house. He toyed with the command rod as he walked, hiding it in his jacket sleeve as they approached the door. This will be for later. Mrs. Olsen answered wearing a black blouse and a white knee-length skirt. She wore black stockings beneath. It was hard not to stare at the shapely, blonde with a youthful smile. He felt his pants growing tighter.

“Great timing! I just got home. Hank brought the kids out to a movie so it’s just the two of us for a while.” She knelt, speaking to the little girl.
He held the command rod in his sleeve. “Just be nice and do what she tells you to do, okay?” He talked to his sister as he stared down at Mrs. Olsen’s squished breasts.
“Okay.” Betty replied.
Joel was unaware that his command went to the woman he was staring at. “We’ll be back in three hours or so. Thanks again!”

Inside, the focus shifted as Betty led her into the living room. “What would you like to do tonight, April?”
The eight-year-old girl scowled as she searched the room. Her eyes lit up as she looked above the television. “I want to play a game!” She pointed to the video game console sitting upon the shelf.
“That is Jack’s and I don’t really know how to set it up. How about you pick a board game to play instead.”
“I don’t want to play a board game!” Her frown returned.
“How about we-“
“I don’t want to do something with you, I don’t even know you!”
“April, this will be a way for us to get to know each other.”
“Your daughter isn’t nice to me. I don’t want to know you.” She yelled.
“April, if you’re going to be like this then I’m going to put you in time out.”

The little girl crossed her arms and huffed. Betty knelt to talk to her. “Let’s do something fun instead, okay? Want to play with some toys?”
“You go play with toys! I’m going to watch a movie!” She stomped to the couch and fumbled with the television remote.

Betty felt suddenly hot and bothered, her mind wandering to the bedroom. April clicked to a kid’s show and sat complacently upon the couch. She knew it was wrong, but Betty had a strong urge to slip away to please herself. “Uh, okay, I’ll be back in just a few minutes.” Betty hurried down the hall and locked the door. She reached beneath the bed to find her personal box of adult toys. She poured them onto the blanket and touched herself. She was so aroused that she decided to rip a small hole in her leggings and move her panties aside.

Grabbing the purple silicone dildo, she lubed it up and slipped it in with ease. Sometimes she could finish with just that, but tonight she decided to use a vibrator too. She took the white bullet vibrator and nestled it just above her lower lips. She clicked it on and moved her panties over to hold them in place. She laid upon the bed and ran her hands over her clothed body. Tracing along her hip and up her sensitive breasts, she twirled a finger around her nipple with one hand and rubbed her hot inner thigh with the other.

She bit the tip of her finger as she pushed the toy upon her clit. Her whole body tingled as she felt sweet release approaching. Suddenly a knock came upon the door. She shot upright at the exact moment orgasm came. She fought to keep quiet as buckled forward, overcome by the pleasure. A call came from the other side. “Open the door; I need help with this remote!”

Betty stood with the toy still vibrating, clenching her legs together as she shuffled to the door and flicked the lock.
April shoved through the door, presenting a remote for the Blu-Ray player. “This is stupid!” She exclaimed.
Why the hell didn’t I turn the toy off?! Betty bit her lip as she tried to assist the girl. “Th-this is for the… the… other… Just, just go out there and I’ll be right out.”
“Help me now!” The girl stomped.
“F-fine.” She followed the girl to the living room, careful not to let the toys slip from her wet lower opening.

April plopped on the couch after handing her the remote. Betty grabbed the correct remote and noticed her hands were shaking. She felt weak and dizzy as she explained how to use the TV. “J-just hit this button… to open th-the guide. This… This is the volume, and this is-“
“I know how to change the channel!”
“Do… Do you mind if I leave you… alone for a little longer?” She gripped the couch as she felt another orgasm starting.
“Uh-huh.”
She closed her eyes, shaking as April shot her an irritated glance. It took a moment to compose herself before she headed down the hallway.

Betty’s stockings were damp when she got back to the bedroom. She moved her panties aside, pulling the moist vibrator away and removing the dildo. It felt so nice to have full control of her body once again. She wiped them off, replaced the toys in the box and put them back under the bed. Once relaxed, she went back to the front room to join April on the couch.
“What show is this?”
“Shhh.”
“April, I just want to spend a little time-“
“At home when a movie is on everyone is quiet.” It went to commercial after a couple of minutes and the little girl searched for the fast forward button.
“April, I’m probably going to be babysitting you on occasion, so we should be friends!”
“I will be your friend if you just let me watch this!” She brought up her hands dramatically. “Just do whatever you’d be doing if I wasn’t here. Do it outside, I don’t care! I need to focus!” She pointed with determination.

The little girl was cute, Betty thought. She will be fine for a little bit. Another urge pulled her away. This time she went to the bathroom and dug in the back of the cabinet under the sink. I don’t get the chance to use this very much. Against all her good senses, she gathered a 2-gallon bucket and the extra-long Higginson’s syringe before making her way out the back door, turning on the water to the hose as she passed. In their backyard, she sat in a bright yellow reclining lawn chair, pulling the trigger on the hose nozzle and filling the bucket with a gentle spray. What the hell am I doing? I should not be out here with this.

Once the bucket was mostly filled, she sat the hose down and licked the plastic end of the tube. Moving her panties aside, she slipped it up her ass and put the other end of the syringe into the bucket. I should be doing this inside, but I think I’ll be safe. Most of the neighbors can’t see this spot in the backyard anyway. Leaning back, she gave the bulb a squeeze, forcing the chilly water into her bottom. She continued, pumping slowly, reveling as the fluid filled her.

Her tummy inflated as she sat pumping, watching the water level in the bucket slowly descending. I love the full feeling, but I can’t do too much at a time. I don’t want to completely ruin my figure. I miss being pregnant, but I don’t want to be fat. She had developed this fetish a while back, a few years after Jack was born. She looked at the hose. I can’t imagine someone taking more than this at a time. Another squirt shot into her rump as she thought back to the rumors about Ms. Weigert. That poor girl inflated like a balloon. I can’t ever get that even close to that point.

Her belly peeked from beyond her blouse as she nearly emptied the bucket. She got a blast of air and it caused her insides to churn. She let go of the bulb and felt her hard stomach. The cramps passed and she felt immense pleasure as she sat, remembering her belly when she was carrying Karen and Jack. She didn’t even have to touch herself to achieve orgasm, being pleased by the mere thought of pregnancy. After, she felt tired and drained as she relaxed in the folding chair. Her eyelids heavy, she couldn’t bring herself to stand. I’m just going to take a quick nap. Betty rolled onto her side and her mind drifted.

April stepped through the door, searching for her sitter. “Mrs. Olsen?” The little girl found the sleeping woman and was irritated that she ignored her calls. April saw the orange tube with the weird ball in the middle leading into a bucket next to the woman’s chair. The girl walked behind her, noticing the other end disappeared under the babysitter’s dress. April held it for a moment before she gave it a hard squeeze, watching it puff back out in her hand. She repeatedly squeezed the bulb, laughing as it reformed moments after.

She noticed the lack of water in the bucket and decided to use the hose to refill it. It took a time before she got it working, but she filled the bucket to half before she resumed playing with her new toy. She was amazed to see the water disappearing with each pump. Moaning as she slept, Betty shifted. April peeked around the front to see visible skin around her midsection. “It’s going in your tummy!” April whispered excitedly, moving back and pumping furiously.

Betty’s eyes opened after a few minutes, discomforted by the cramping in her guts. She held her full tummy, angry with herself for not going inside to empty sooner. “Ugh, why do I do this to myself? It hurts-“ Her mind registered the noise behind her. She rolled onto her back and saw the little girl using both hands to compress the bulb on the syringe. Her mind was hazy as her eyes looked to her swollen belly.

“A-April, st-stop!”
“You are getting bigger! This is fun!”
“Please, April! Pl-please… this isn’t something you sho-should be doing.”
The girl continued, grinning. Betty reached down to remove the hose, but the girl yelled. “Don’t take it out! You wanted to play with me, didn’t you?”
“N-not like this.”
“I want to see how big I can get you!” The girl grabbed the hose and sloppily refilled the bucket before she started once again. “This is fun!”
“April, this is dangerous, you should stop. We can play something else. I’ll… I’ll get you ice cream! I’ll get you candy! Just stop squeezing that thing, okay?” Her voice was hurried, panicking.
“Maybe later.” The girl switched between hands, pumping as fast as she could. She ignored the rest of Betty’s comments, but eventually she slowed and let go of the pump. She reached over and poked Betty’s firm belly, causing it to gurgle and churn. “You look so big!”

She looked about five or six months pregnant by this stage. She groaned and complained as a wave of cramps gripped her for a short time and then her belly quieted once again. The young girl turned around and kicked the nearly empty plastic bucket. “This is too much woooork!” She complained as she stared at the hose in the grass.

“Just go inside and we can do something, ugh… something else.” April nodded, as if she might heed her advice. Betty’s relief was cut short, however, as the young girl picked up the loose end of the tube and the hose.

The girl struggled to stretch the end of the Higginson’s syringe over the garden hose nozzle. With a huff, she looked to Betty. “Put this on here for me.” Betty was nearly in tears as she took the rubber hose and fit it over the nozzle before handing it back to the girl. “Thanks!” The girl gave a confused look. “What’s your name again?”
“B-Betty.”

April nodded, taking the handle of the hose and squeezing it on, using both hands to achieve full blast. There was a short pause as the bulb inflated, and with a quick pop, Betty could feel the cold water rushing in. The girl giggled as they both watched her exposed belly vibrating as it filled. I’ve never taken this much before! She had thoughts of the teacher that pumped herself so full of water… Please don’t let me go the same way she did. Betty sat up and put her legs off the side of the chair, leaning forward in agony. Her belly looked far larger sitting like this, as she appeared to be nearly as big as she had been when carrying Jack.

“You’re huge!” The little girl spoke with glee as she held the hose handle all the way down. “Do you have babies in there? Is this how babies are made?”
“N-n… No… You h-have to sto-p. It, it’s too much.” With her hands on her knees, Betty could only focus on her massive belly. Her skirt was tight and damp and her blouse lifted high on the growing bulge.

The girl released her grip on the nozzle. “My hands hurt,” she said simply.
“Then you sh-should st-stop.” Betty mumbled.

Dropping the hose, the girl bounded away without explanation. Betty tried and failed to stand, plopping back onto the chair as the girl returned. “There, it should go faster now.” April grabbed the hose and depressed the handle, sending a torrent of water into her bowels. The rubber tube bulged and rocked as water forced its way through the small opening and inside her ass.

“You… You can’t do this, April!”
“Why not? It’s fun!”
“You… you’re going to hurt me! Th-this isn’t good for me.”
“Why were you doing it then?”

Betty couldn’t find an answer as she put her head in her hands. The little girl touched her stomach as it continued expanding, hiding most of her skirt as it inflated to her knees. So much water is going in! She knew she couldn’t take much more.

“April!” The little girl jumped with fright as her brother rushed over. “What are you doing to her?”
“I’m helping her get bigger!” The girl exclaimed with a pleased expression.
Joel took the connected hose handle and set it on the ground. “Why are you doing this in front of my sister?” He asked the full woman.
“You told me to… do what… she says.”
“What do you mean?”
“You said do… to do what she tells me.” She was visibly confused. “I’m sorry… I don’t know!”

Joel thought back, trying to piece together how such an event would have happened. He knew this must have come from a command, but he only issued one to April. “Oh shit, I was looking at you!” He looked at the situation he had inadvertently created. He stopped himself before he gave her the command to go inside and empty. “Why waste such a good situation?”

His sister was confused by his comments while Betty was distracted by discomfort. She watched as Joel unbuckled and slid his jeans to the ground. Breathing heavily, Betty allowed Joel to ease her back onto the folding chair. “What are… what are you doing?” Betty’s pained eyes looked to him for an answer which she already knew.

“I’m just going to fuck you for a little bit. You look too good like this.”
“Please, just stop this.” She whined.
“Woah, what is that thing?” April interrupted, pointing at the shaft between his legs.
“You’ll learn about it in a few years.” Joel climbed atop the woman in the chair, pulling her legs up and pushing her full belly back. The chair made a squeak before it collapsed on one end. With half of the chair broken, Betty’s shoulders hit the ground while her lower half remained high. Her water-filled belly pressed against her face as it gurgled angrily.

Joel held her as he went to his knees on either side of the chair. He put her legs upon his shoulders as she lay mushed beneath her fleshy mass. Seeing the tear in her stockings, he poked into the warm, damp mound between her legs, having to pause. “God, you feel amazing.” She grumbled a response, unable to move much in her current state. Joel turned to his sister. “Fill her.”

The confused little girl had a smirk spread across her face as she picked up the hose and squeezed the trigger. Betty let out a muffled scream as the water erupted into her. Joel started moving and soon Betty found the pleasure to be overcoming the pain of the encounter. She felt ashamed, but orgasm was creeping closer. Joel fucked her without remorse, pushing deep while pressing against her distended, still filling belly.

“What are you doing to her?” April asked as she stepped closer, watching them fornicate.
“Just keep the water going, I’m almost done.” Joel continued as Betty let out weak moans. He unfastened Betty’s skirt and tossed it aside.
“Why does she like this? How is that water going in her?”
“It’s going up her butt, April.” Joel answered curtly.
“Up her butt?! I thought… Is that… Why?”

The question went unanswered as Joel moved faster, causing her heavy frame to jiggle as her shoulders pressed awkwardly upon the ground. With her legs in the air, Joel lifted her butt and started pumping downward. He nearly stood above her as he drove his cock down into her wet hole. Pushing her blouse down, her belly was huge and now exposed completely. Joel pushed her legs over her and leaned onto her.

Betty was scrunched into an awkward ball. Her stomach pushed against her face as she stabilized herself with her arms, trying desperately to stay upright. After a few more pumps, Joel yanked out and let her down just enough to shoot streams of cum on her exposed belly, clothed chest, and her red face. Some went in her mouth as she reached down to find pleasure herself. She rubbed her aching, wet hole violently and within seconds she gasped with a body shaking orgasm.

“Woah! That was gross!” The little girl stared.
“Stop the water now, April.” Joel stepped back, letting the inflated woman down carefully.
“Do all those fat people do this? Is that how they get so big?” She hesitated. “Was that milk that came out of your… thing? She seemed to like it.”
Joel grabbed the command rod as he put his pants back on. “April, go inside and forget everything that happened out here.” He waited for his sister to close the door before he pulled the plug from the woman’s ass.

“N-no, no, I can’t…” He stepped back as water blasted out of her. “I command you to go inside, go to the bathroom, and empty out. Don’t let anymore out on your way there and don’t let April see you.

Betty halted the eruption, rolling over and struggling to stand. She whined, putting a hand on her belly as she trotted through the grass. The woman’s blouse was crumpled, resting upon her heavy grumbling stomach, wearing only torn stockings and damp panties below. She quieted as she moved inside, stepping with caution as she closed the door behind her. Well, I guess that worked out. He picked up the dress she left behind. I’ll have to give her a few more commands to completely forget this, but at least she’ll be okay.

Ms. Weigert

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It had taken a lot of courage to come here. Joel waited in the distance until she came home. Shortly after, he approached the door and knocked. It opened to reveal one of his teachers, Ms. Weigert, wearing a skirted gray suit. The top two buttons on her multi-colored blouse were undone, revealing surprising cleavage.  Her glorious, formed legs attracted his attention before his eyes snaked up her slender frame to her beautiful face.

Her skin had a warm hue and a youthful glow. Her high cheekbones were rosy red as she smiled. Small pouches under her eyes tightened, as did her velvety lips. Her entrancing grey eyes watched him expectantly. “What are you doing here?” She asked as she tilted her head down, her smile fading.

“I, uh-“
Her eyebrows raised. “How did you find out where I live?” Joel stammered as her smile turned venomous. “Don’t come back.” She slammed the door, leaving him to ponder the missed opportunity. You have to say something to make it work, idiot. He inspected the metal rod in his hand.

He found it yesterday and by luck, he figured out that his brother would follow his every command when he held it. Now I have to see if it works on her. He knocked again. He could hear heavy footsteps approach before the door flew open. “Go away or I’m going to call the cops!”
“Invite me in.”
Her temper cooled as she stepped aside. “Come on, let’s go to the living room.”

He followed her formed behind as she led him into the quiet living room. He admired the woman as she sat. Her small, but perky breasts were visible from this angle. I know she’s a bitch, but I’ve always wanted to see her naked. I guess with a body like that you can’t have personality. ”Take off your clothes.” He waited as if she would detest.

The woman unbuttoned her suit jacket followed by the blouse underneath. She stood and slid the skirt down to the floor. His teacher reached back to unclasp her bra, making a marvelous sight as her modest breasts were uncovered. Amazing!She dropped her panties and stood before him wearing nothing but a dirty look. He put his hand out and grabbed one of her perky tits. She swatted his hand aside in an instant. Her glistening lips pulled back to show immaculate teeth. “Don’t touch me, you sick little shit!”

My wet dream… until she talks. “Let me touch you.” He reached forward to test it, pleased that she allowed him to jiggle her creamy peach breast. I’ve never actually felt one before. It’s amazing! “Ms. Weigert… Madison, I want you to sit down and spread your pussy.”

The hood peeked out before she opened her legs. When spread, it was amazing to the inexperienced boy. Joel knelt and put his tongue right between her lips. I have seen enough pornos to know to give the clit attention. He moved his tongue side to side, enjoying the mild smell which he couldn’t quite place. She held herself open, but her expression was sour, clearly irritated by the unwelcome visitor.

Joel decided not to waste any more time. He knew he would have cum already if he didn’t masturbate so often. He touched his cock upon her wet pussy lips, rubbing it up and down. “Don’t!” He disregarded her complaint as he entered. She clenched her eyes as the tip entered, but she continued to spread herself wide, allowing him in. She grit her teeth, glowering at him. She is so warm and wet! This is better than I could have dreamed! She opened her gray eyes, giving him a sullen stare as he slipped in to the limit. “At least wear a rubber. I can’t get knocked up so young, I have a career to focus on right now!”

It took only three slight strokes before he felt orgasm coming like a wave. He pulled out, but then decided to go back in. “Too late.” He made it all the way in again before he started unloading into her tight warm hole. He flushed at his sudden dominance.

“Stop! Get out of there! I’m not on birth control you asshole!” Her face was filled with rage, but her hands still pulled her lower lips open. “I can’t get pregnant this soon or my life is fucking over!”

Jason stayed in place until every last drop was out. “What is so bad about having kids?”
“I don’t have a husband yet and it’s going to wreck my body!”
“What about me, I’ll stay with you.”
“Oh, right, be another news story about how a teacher fucked some loser student and was dumb enough to try and raise it? Not a chance.”

Jason pulled out, allowing some of his seed to drip onto the couch. “You know, I fucking love you and all you do is bitch! You call me names and that’s so mean!”
“You just raped me and you call me mean? You’re a worthless little jerk!”
“You’re still spreading yourself open for me.” By command, but I could tell she needed to be fucked. “I just want to be with you because you’re beautiful, smart, and-“
“Oh, just shut the fuck up and get out of my house you uncaring prick! You got what you came for.”
“Uncaring?” Joel’s smile vanished. “I fucking…” He breathed to calm himself. I knew she was mean, but I thought I could change that. Well, maybe I still can, I just have to try something different. “Fine, you’re going to be a bitch then I’ll treat you like one.” He commanded the fit woman to lift her legs and pull her ass apart. He was still completely erect, so he decided to go in for a second round. He slipped his wet shaft right into the puckered backdoor. He put her legs over his shoulders and pushed past the mark.

“No, wait, not the ass!”
“Fuck you!” He pushed in, slowly and deliberately, making no pause until he was entirely inside.
She gasped and howled, her face being the only part of her that detested the encounter. “It hurts!”
“Not to me.” He smiled, moving gently. Now that I came once, I should be able to last a lot longer. Madison was nearly in tears as he moved faster. “I hate it in my ass, it’s so dirty!”
“You’ve done this a lot?”
“I’ve tried it once or twice and it always hurts!” She gave light gasps as he pumped her shapely behind. “Just stop and I won’t say a thing!”
“No, I’m going to keep going and you won’t say a thing!” He leaned forward, folding her backwards upon the couch. She gasped and begged for him to stop as he slammed his teacher’s perfect ass. “You always act like you have something up your ass, I thought you’d be used to it!”
“No, please, I’m sorry!”
“Too late for that!” He rocked back and forth as he rested on top of her. She groaned as she felt every inch.
“Hurry up! Take it out and finish!”

A shiver ran down Joel’s spine as she spoke. I love hearing her beg. He made sure to be as rough as possible while slamming her. Sure enough, she pleaded for him to cum. He couldn’t hold back anymore as he buried his cock and sent strings of cum into her sexy backside.

“Eww, gross, get it out of me!” Joel pulled out again, but Ms. Weigert pinched her backdoor shut, retaining the goo. “Let me go to the bathroom! I need to clean myself out!” She thrashed her head from side to side, “Please, I just need an enema!”
Joel slid his pants on. “What’s an enema? And, you can stop spreading yourself.”
The naked woman dropped her legs and shot into the bathroom. He followed her as she did her business. “It’s where you put water up your butt to clean yourself out. The more you can hold the better. Grab one from under the sink.”
“This little thing?” He held up a tiny pink bulb.
She nodded. “There’s also a bag down there too.”
He found the bright red rubber bag pushed to the back. “That still isn’t much.”

They were distracted by the loud ding of the doorbell. Their eyes widened with panic as another chime sounded. “Just wipe up and go get your clothes back on.” He commanded her.
He stepped out of the bathroom, searching for a place to hide. Moments later the nude teacher marched past him to the living room to gather her garments. “This is so gross, I’m all gooey, why the hell would you do that to me?” She asked quietly as she fumbled with her bra. The bell chimed again. “Just a minute!”
“Just toss me the underwear. Hurry!” He snatched them from the air with his free hand and darted around a corner.

“Hi, Madison!”
“Jeanette, what a surprise!” Joel peeked around the corner to see the proud Korean woman standing in the doorway. “I just wanted to stop by and leave the notes for the PTA meeting on Wednesday.”
“Oh, thank you. I’ll look them over tonight. Uh, want to come in?”
“Thank you, but I have to run a few more errands before I get home. Another time!”

The women exchanged pleasantries and the door closed. “Joel!” Ms. Weigert called angrily. “Where are you?” He emerged and she snapped her fingers before pointing at him. “You better not tell a soul about this! Now I’m going to clean myself out and I want you gone when I get back out!” Her beautiful face twisted in fury.

“No. You stand right there.” You’re insane, but you’re gorgeous too. He realized that she just wasn’t worth the trouble. I can get any woman I want with this, why am I wasting time with this lunatic? He made his way out the door and paused as he reached the sidewalk. I better command her to move again, I don’t want her to starve. While walking back to the door something caught his eye on the side of the house.

He walked in the grass to the coiled garden hose. A dastardly thought crossed his mind. He brought the end to the nearby window. “Come here, open this.” He spoke loudly to convey his command through the glass. Madison rolled her eyes as she unlatched and lifted the frame. He handed her the threaded end of her garden hose before issuing another command. “Put this up your butt.”

She snatched it from his hand and brought it behind her. She held her skirt up as she inserted the pipeline. “This is too big, it’s going to hurt!” She whined as she closed one eye, tensing half of her face with pain. She grunted as it slipped in more easily than she realized. “At least it was still kind of wet. Why did you have me do that?” She asked, surprisingly content.

“This will be your enema!” Her eyes doubled and her mouth opened in confusion. He leaned to the valve and rotated it a few turns, feeling the rush of water bring the hose alive. She quickly regained her senses, about to rip the tube from her rump, when Joel commanded her to stop. “Leave it in.”

“It’s too much, I’m cramping!”
“This will clean you out.”
“Please, make it stop!”

Joel reveled in her pain, watching her pained face began to glisten with beads of sweat. She placed her hands upon her belly, groaning as the water blasted through her guts. Her amazing breasts pressed together in her now-snug, partially buttoned blouse. She buckled in pain, giving him a wonderful view down her shirt via the open window. She gasped in distress, moving her hands to her hips as she stood. Her stomach had grown, pushing her tight blouse upward upon the potbelly. She breathed quickly to calm herself fumbling to undo the lower buttons.

She let out a miserable sigh, giving up on the buttons as she gripped her tummy once again. “It’s more than I can handle! Get it out of me you little fucker!”
Joel scoffed, grinning with accomplishment. “That’s not helping.”
“I don’t give a fuck. You better get this out of me now or I will go to the cops when this is over and you’re going to jail you fucking delinquent!”

Joel leaned upon the windowsill, studying her as she squirmed. Her combative eyes showed resolve as she reached back, grabbing the hose behind her. She stumbled, giving him a better view of her predicament. Her belly swelled and skin peeked through the small openings between the buttons on her blouse. She gripped the hose, one hand behind the other, trying desperately to hold the flow. It worked, as a bulge formed behind her grasp. I saw this in a cartoon once!

The teacher whimpered as her wet hands started slipping. Suddenly, the bulge slipped through her fingers, forcing a sudden surge of liquid into her unprepared ass. Her belly growled as it stretched the shirt farther. A button shot across the room. There was a short pause before another flew into the wall, then another, then another, until the woman’s warm, pliable belly sat unrestricted. The cotton blouse had been holding back more than expected, as her uncovered belly now appeared to be nine months pregnant.
“Please, turn it off.” Teary eyed, she seemed truly humbled.

A noise caught his attention. Joel saw a couple of people approaching. He walked quickly to intercept them. Luckily they were far enough away not to see the hose going into the window.

“Creepin’ around Ms. Weigert’s? Hoping to catch a peek?” His friend Nick slapped his shoulder. His little sister Candice watched silently.
“No, you sicko. I was just going to ask her about an assignment.”
“Well, it’s pretty weird to come to her house to do that.”
“She’s my tutor.” Joel lied.
“Oh, well, aren’t you a lucky dog.” He thought about it for a second. “Actually, I bet she’s kind of rough on you.” He grinned, “Remember the safe word.” His sister tugged on his shirt. “We gotta go, so talk to you later Joel!”

Her skin was flushed as her stomach continued to expand at a worrying speed. “I need to take it out, but I can’t.” She talked to herself. The water continued pouring into her, mixing with air and churning her insides. Her belly sagged to outlandish proportions, hanging between her knees as it filled. Maybe I’m hallucinating. Her legs and arms seemed puffier as well. He will come back to help me. He can’t just leave me.

In a mental haze, she saw her suit jacket tearing around the two final buttons upon her chest. They popped off, falling to the floor a short distance away. Her breasts seemed to be expanding as well. Dizzy, she looked back to see her firm butt now molded into the skirt, the skin on her legs showing past the fabric. There was a sudden tightness beneath her clothes as she could see the fabric stretching. “Please!” She begged to no one. “Help, Joel!”

It hurt beyond words until suddenly her clothes gave way. She could hear the sounds of tearing as the pressure released. She hurried to remove the tattered suit jacket and blouse. Her arms had grown fatter, and upon inspection, she could see her whole body had swollen with water. “How is this possible?” She held one of her burdened breasts, which now had doubled in size, growing outward and down. Her body was essentially an overfilled water balloon. The only thing stopping her expansion was her tearing skirt. She fumbled with her clumsy hands, trying to rip away the last part of her clothing without success.

She heard a muffled voice as she turned in a stupor toward the window. “Joel, turn it off.”

Once certain they weren’t turning back, he bounded to the window. He was shocked to find his formerly fit teacher now heavily waterlogged and still growing. Her belly retained the most water, but somehow it seemed like her tits and even her ass grew as well. She didn’t look fat, just stretched. She wobbled as she stood, mumbling for it to stop. He turned to reach for the valve, but stopped as she let out a long wail. He watched, disconnected, as the woman put her hands on her taut belly and gasped. Her belly popped open violently, sending red water rocketing in all directions.

He fell onto the ground, waiting for a moment to process what had happened. He got to his feet and ran, unable to inspect the carnage. He wiped the goop from his face and headed home. What have I done? Oh my god. I just have to say she wasn’t home. I knocked and no one answered. Why didn’t I just command her to remove it? He got through the door and bolted to his room, trashing his soiled shirt, hoping no one had seen him. He looked at the command rod. I have to get rid of this damned thing! He sat on his bed contemplating how to handle this situation.

No, I need to learn from this. No one liked her; everyone will think she’s just some sexual freak. He tried to calm himself, knowing that he would be safe if he didn’t talk. She tried to take it out, but she had gotten too big. Just be cool and you’ll be okay. I mean, she did want an enema…