The 'Seven' Mysteries of Overwatch High

I don't own Overwatch.

I had two weeks to write a report on our school for my history class with Ms. Ana. Which wasn't so bad considering God-help-us-all Vice principal Reyes wanted me to go to detention again for something I assure you wasn't me this time. I had no idea who stole his shotgun and put a round in his motorcycle tires before putting it back. It literally wasn't me, however, my alibi was shoddy because I was sort of busy…

With Fareeha, in the showers… again…

Anyway, the report. Right. Two weeks wasn't bad, if I didn't do it I'd have a week of detention again. But Ms. Ana was more lenient, so I was tempted. But then Olivia suggested I do a report on the 'Seven Mysteries of Overwatch High'… she made it much more dramatic than it sounded and gave me a camcorder and her after-hours key…

Now. Personally. I was a little skeptical of trolling the school at night with a camcorder, that's usually how horror games start, except I'm not a virgin teenage girl… Oh fuck I've also had loads of sex, I'd get shanked. But Olivia gave me a list, and said if I investigated the Mysteries and discovered them all I'd get a wish…

Childish really… but you know, why not at this point? I've lived a good, short life.

So… I began that very evening.

The Twin Teacher: students have reported seeing a particular teacher in two places at the same time, sometimes halfway across the school from each other.

"Alright…" I mumbled to myself, "Flashlight, pocketknife, camcorder, will, and testament. Okay then let's get looking.

The twin teacher was assumedly a trick of the eyes or a kind of Déjà vu. Regardless around the arts and crafts clubrooms a pair of teachers would often be seen. The problem was that this teacher didn't have a twin… Although…

The idea of two Angelas did have a sort of appeal… but I pushed those aside and turned off my flashlight approaching the Arts and Crafts room… it was after dark, but there was a faint light coming from under the door. I slowly approached, camcorder at the ready. Looking into it. "Olivia if I die because you tempted fate. I just wanted you to know. I prefer Fareeha." Then, I opened the door…

…I didn't expect it… but it was still fairly entertaining. Standing on a short stool was Brigitte, wearing a blonde wig and wearing Angela's goddess costume from comic con. And kneeling in front of her was a similarly dressed angela but in red.

"AH!" they shrieked together as I stared at the nearly identical women together… now that I thought about it Brigitte did seem to have a similar face to Angela… must be a sexy European lady thing. I sighed and turned off the camera.

"Scott!" Angela scowled at me, "What are… what the in world?- you gave us a fright. What are you even doing here?"

"School report… Why are you using Brigitte as a dress-up doll?" I grumbled, looking at the uncanny likeness between them as Brigitte sighed.

"Well…" Angela began a little sheepishly, "She's my size." She said with a dismissive shrug, "And we were going to the next con together."

I looked at Brigitte, who seemed unapologetic at the fact that she was in a skirt and dressed up like Angela. "…And the wig?" I asked at the blonde wig on Brigitte's head.

"Well if you're going to do something do it right." Brigitte replied, stepping down from the stool, the skirt lifting temptingly as she did. "And the costume's still a bit tight in the chest Angela…"

A stared at the two 'twin' women, with the exception of Brigitte's very muscled arms they were essentially the same… which of course made me wonder as I stepped next to them and slipped my hands under their skirts, feeling the soft buttcheeks in my hands together as they gasped.

The first difference was noted, Angela wasn't wearing underwear, Brigitte was.

"Scott!" Angela gasped as Brigitte rolled her eyes, looking bored. "Brigitte is right there!"

"Yeah. He knows that judging from his hand on my ass…" she replied sarcastically as I pulled them together, backs facing me and pressing their hips together as I explored under their skirts. "Geez you horndog really?" she scolded, but I couldn't help but feel her ass press harder against my hand. I certainly didn't do that.

"Well… what can I say? All guys want to do twins…" I pushed them gently forward, they rested on two desks and shoved their skirted rears towards me. Brigitte looked a little unconcerned as if she expected this. Angela however looked nervous…

I continued to rub Brigitte's ass as I lifted Angela's skirt, revealing her bare ass as I adjusted my pants. "Scott…" she said, unsure about being screwed in front of Brigitte. But I eased her just a little. Shoving my cock balls deep into her quickly dampening pussy I whispered in her ear, "It's not the first time I fucked you in front of another woman… show her how its done and I'll stay out of your ass." I cooed, licking her ear as she panted, thrusting back against me as Brigitte watched intently.

"That's not…" she blushed as Brigitte watched her intently, with a smug expression, she bit her lip. As Brigitte suddenly gasped, feeling my hand slip under her underwear and prod her body. Angela's already tight pussy suddenly became vicelike, clamping tightly down onto me as she watched Brigitte enjoy herself.

For half a second, I thought it was because she looked just like her, all dressed up. Maybe Angela was a bit of a voyeur, if so Olivia's got a few files on her computer that might spice up our evening.

Brigitte, despite her own obvious arousal, continued to stare intently at Angela, watching her quiver and twitch as I fucked her pussy in costume again… something about her in a damn skirt. It was like she was wearing the damn bunny suit!

"Scott!" Angela suddenly gasped, trembling uncontrollably as I hardened inexplicably inside her. Stupid bunny suits. I grabbed her ass with both hands, pulling her back against my thrusting as she screamed. Brigitte looked annoyed, probably because I stopped fingering her. "Oh Scott!" Angela gasped, her legs giving out and dropping but I held her up, held her tight as I rammed even deeper into her soaked pussy... I pushed her onto the desk, pinning her down as Brigitte watched me fill the anatomy teacher with my cum. Angela was shrieking her orgasms, twitching beneath me as her thighs shook erotically.

I kissed her, tilting her head to get to her lips as I moaned into her mouth, slowly pulling out of her and letting the skirt hide her shame. But not for long as a trail of my cum dribbled down her legs. I gave her ass another squeeze as she gasped exhaustedly, groaning in soft satisfaction as I turned my attention to the other model…

Brigitte was standing straight, slowly shimming her hips as her underwear dropped to the floor. Bouncing the skirt teasingly on her hips as her buttocks peeked out at me. I bent her back over as she laughed, her pussy practically steaming as I slowly pierced her. "Damn kid you stand up quick." She laughed, feeling me probe her insides as she moaned at my thrusts. I looked over at Angela as I pushed harder and harder into Brigitte. Scrapping the desks on the floor as her cries of pleasure got louder and louder. I lay down onto her, pinning her to the desk as Angela began to moan…

Her fingers slipped under her skirt, she was masturbating, watching me fuck her double onto the table. I Felt Brigitte approaching release, her hands scrapping the table as she growled. "F-fuck!" she cried, tightening up and pulling my cock into her as deep as it would go. "Cumming! Fuck!" her blonde wig was coming loose so I grabbed her shoulders and pressed my hips to her ass, blowing my load deep into her. Making sure every last drop was drained as I kept her pinned…

Angela shrieked, her pussy leaking seed and arousal as she came on her hand. Then slowly as we watched she began to lick her fingers clean.

"Want some more Angie?" I asked, my cum slowly being pulled into her mouth with her tongue as my erection throbbed in her copies pussy. Brigitte fidgeted beneath me as she felt me grow inside her.

Angela's tongue slid between her fingers, cleaning every inch… "Uh huh…" she said softly, almost embarrassed.

I pulled out of Brigitte, my cock throbbing as I grabbed Angela's arm and pulled her to her knees, my dick brushing against her nose as I rubbed Brigitte's mixture all over her face. "Work for it." I ordered as she looked up at me with her perfect blue eyes. Slowly, her tongue exited her mouth, gently caressing me with her warm talented oral skills, when Brigitte interrupted, suddenly on her knees and wrapping her lips against my shaft, rubbing the outside of her teeth on it as if she was brushing with a cock sized toothbrush. Moaning as she sucked in air around my shaft.

Not wanting to be outdone Angela began kissing, licking more firmly, suckling as Brigitte upped her own efforts, smiling at Angela as her tongue darted in and out of her mouth. Then from my balls, she licked up my shaft and slipped my cockhead between her lips. Brigitte pulled away grinning, and Angela deepthroated me.

"Wow… that takes practice…" she cooed in Angela's ear. "You do this often?" she teased but Angela wasn't listening, too engrossed in making sure I enjoyed myself as she gagged and grunted, moaning as she watched my face. Begging for me to finish…

So I gave her what she wanted, grabbing her head with both hands I pulled her down and held on. Groaning quietly as I filled her stomach with my approval. Brigitte watched my balls closely as they twitched, pumping seed into her fellow teacher's gut. Her hand carefully wrapped around them, and squeezed gently. Giving Angela one last shot before I let her go.

She gasped as saliva connected her lips to my length. Letting the string break as she panted, gazing up at me." How about you Brigitte?" I asked.

She leaned forward and gave the head a kiss. "Nope!" she grinned getting up. "That was fun. But it's late and I'm no longer interested in messing up this costume further." She smiled, waving as she walked away. "Play with Angie if you want another round!"

I did. But I had other things to do… and now I realized I couldn't really write this in my report. It was going to take some finagling.

The Fairy Lights: Strange lights have been appearing in the engineering classrooms at night. Floating like fairies.

Okay. Another day. Another go. Students passing by late at night have noticed tiny little 'Fairies' dancing around the engineering classroom. So. That made things easier as I wandered around the school the next day. The problem was no one showed up… which really I hadn't planned on. I tried looking up the other 'Mysteries' but it was to no avail… I was about to give up hope around 9:30. But then as I made my way out I saw them…

Tiny little lights were floating absently around the engineering classroom… and I ran back inside. Praising my luck, which I rely on a lot. I should build a shrine or something. Get Lena to dress up in a leprechaun costume. Getting off track. Prepping the camera once more I slowly opened the door…

It was less magical and more scientific. A tiny trio of drones were hovering almost silently in place, doing little air maneuvers as a tall shapely beauty made them dance in perfect symmetrical movements. Satya, her hands wrapped tightly on an odd-looking controller with three joysticks and an absurd amount of buttons sat on the teacher's desk and watched the glowing drones as they spun.

"Wha~?" I mumbled and she looked up.

"Oh. Mr. Snow. What are you doing here so late?" she asked, as she let the drones drop to the desk. Landing in sync as she placed the remote down.

"I could ask you the same question." I asked, looking at the drones. "What are those for?" I asked examining them closely.

"Just something I'm working on in my spare time." She replied, turning the controller over and opening the back. "Some minor engineering helps relax me after a long day." She noted, fiddling curiously with it. "The response time is still slow…" she mumbled.

"I thought I helped you relax." I said with a humored grin that she did not return. Scowling at me in her usual blue Ao dai clothing. My choker was still firmly placed around her slender, exotic neck.

"Not all relaxation has to involve intercourse Scott. While you're standing there could you bring me drone 2 please?" she asked casually. Not seeing any harm in it I slowly approached her, gently handing her the drone as she grabbed a nearby can of oil and began to gently oil the rotors. "And this one keeps squeaking… I should consider replacing it." However, at that moment she apparently squeezed too hard. The black liquid splashed onto her left Ao Dai breast and she sighed.

"Oh… damn." I mumbled at the tiny, but still annoying black stain. "I think I got some gym clothes in my locker if you need to change." I said, frowning as that was on the other side of the school building.

But she growled, slamming the drone down carefully, I don't know how she did it, and glaring at me as if it was my fault. "This is most unfortunate." She said coolly, standing up and putting a hand on my chest, pushing me back slowly until I roughly sat in an open chair, "It seems I am far too annoyed to enjoy my pastime." She said, pulling the cloth aside and revealing her black lace panties. I reached for her hips but she slapped my hands away. Hard, firm… I didn't want to feel like a wuss but it actually hurt.

"I'm going to relieve some of my tension Mr. Snow." Then as her panties hit the floor, revealing her quickly glistening pussy, "And you're going to sit there and like it." Acting quickly my cock was on display as her hands worked their magic, slowly stroking me to hardness as she began to straddle me. "Don't touch." She said and slipped down onto my length. Groaning softly as my cock spread her angry pussy… it was practically on fire she was so hot.

Instinctively my hands went back to her curvy waist, slipping around to her big soft ass for a squeeze when her hands slapped mine again and held them at my side as she rode me. More occupied with her own pleasure than mine as she bounced. Using her bellydancer muscles and hips to gyrate rapidly on me as she thrashed on my lap. Her head swung back as she gasped in delight, ignoring my own eminent release as she enjoyed a few of her own. Her legs were sturdy and softly moving her constantly up and down my length. Stroking my cock aggressively with her still tight, and warm pussy.

"I'm… going to cum Satya…" I groaned, trying to hold back. Silently she began to lean back, looking down at me as she continued to move. Watching, waiting, expecting exactly that as I watched her unyielding gaze. I let go, my seed rushing into her as she pressed deeply down. Stroking my thighs as my cock throbbed my release deep inside. She moaned softly, encouraging me without words as she was filled.

She rubbed her stomach, panting softly as my cock throbbed inside her, patiently watching me as she slowly lifted herself off me. My cock flapped free as she dribbled cum out of her pussy. "…That'll be all Mr. Snow. Thank You." She said dismissively, turning around and letting me get a good look at her rear before going back to the desk and leaning every so casually over it… still dribbling cum from between her legs.

Well… I wasn't done…

She gasped in disapproval as I lifted her onto the desk, knocking aside her controller as she spread her legs. Her hands planted down arching her back as she glared at me, her ass and pussy hanging over the edge of the desk to obviously give me access again.

If she said 'No'. I would stop. But she didn't. She just gasped delightfully as I stretched her pussy again. Holding her firmly in place as we shifted the desk. I groped her big caramel-colored ass as I smacked it. Firmly planted my hands and sank my fingers deep into its flesh as I jiggled it and pulled it towards me as I thrust.

"Hey…" I said suddenly inspired, "Give it a shake." I let go of her ass, gently patting both cheeks as I kept up my thrust.

"Excuse me?" she scolded disdainfully, pushing down on my cock as I kept up the pace.

My hand clapped down on her ass, making it jiggle as she gasped, watching me with a pleading look that was masked by false rage. "Come on. Shake it." I teased, smacking her other cheek. She glared over her shoulder at me. But then… her ass began to bounce as I thrust in and out, moving like a ghetto stripper as her cheeks began to move rhythmically.

Then suddenly with a burst of arousal, I grabbed her shoulders, slamming deep into her pussy as she shrieked at the sudden assault. Moaning loudly as her ass bounced hard against me. I groped her tits, pulling her back as I slowly roared my release. "I'm cumming!" I growled possessively, holding her tight as her body trembled in approval, feeling me once again fill up her warm pussy, it clamped down on me as if desperate for it.

"…Now that's some relief…" I cooed, leaning back and looking at her panting body as she came down. I stared at her slightly red backside. Then. SMACK.

"Mr. Snow." She said warningly, glaring at me but I smacked her ass again. She actually looked stunned as I spanked her. Trying to move off the desk but I put a hand on her back and pushed her down. "Mr. Snow!"

"It's Scott. Now shake…" I said, lifting her ass off my dick and smacking it again as it quivered, dripping seed onto the floor as I kept smacking her ass. "Shake!" I ordered teasingly as she glared at me.

But as usual with her, all she had to do was say now… but her ass spoke volumes as it began to twerk. I grinned. And watched the show…

But… again… I was probably going to have to leave this part out… and the next couple of parts after that…

Pink Mist: When it rains, Neon pink mist appears from one of the classrooms that give young men minor abdominal pain, and women minor headaches.

The Pink Mist Mystery was going to be the hardest, I can't control the damn weather. But luckily it was supposed to storm this week so I only had to wait. The problem was however that it came out of nowhere. Now I was soaked to the skin and had no change of clothes… but I could at least keep trying to do the 'seven' mysteries, although so far I couldn't really report on anything on mass. I mean, Twin Teachers was Angela and Brigitte and Fairy Lights were just a few drones that Satya built from scratch…

But then I say it… the ominous pink mist… I approached the door, holding the camera at the ready as I placed my hand on the knob of the door and opened it. The first thing that hit me was a familiar scent… I couldn't quite place it… the second thing that hit me was Mei as she shrieked and hurled a beaker at my head.

It bounced off like a rubber ball as I rubbed the now quickly forming bruise. "Scott?" she said suddenly as I waved the pink mist away to find her in her underwear surrounded by foaming beakers of pink mist… And wearing a gas mask.

…Because of course, she was.

"I… uh." She fidgeted, her body jiggling erotically as she stepped from foot to foot. Her underwear biting slightly into her curvy chubby body. "…I'm NOT cooking meth I swear." She said as if that explained everything… then the mist slowly rose into my nostrils and suddenly the familiar smell came back to me…

And my stomach began to hurt as my erection came in full. I leaned onto the table expecting Hulk-speak to take over but surprisingly I was still cognitive. But I did still have a raging hard-on. "Mei what?" I groaned slightly and felt my pants stretch. "What are you doing?"

"Well Moira needed me to work on a formula…" she said sheepishly, "…And I have more space and less flammable things here… you never know." She said, still fidgeting. "…Scott are you okay?"

I didn't say anything… I just unzipped my pants and I could tell she was blushing under her mask. "Oh… right." She said, and approached, pushing me out of the room and shutting the door behind her. Still in her underwear but now we were in a darkened alley. "W-what are you doing here?" she asked.

"School report…" I growled as my cock throbbed to be inside her. I didn't whip it out, I was just trying to let it breathe because while banging my teachers to blissfully relieve myself was fun, I still rather do it on my terms. "Seven mysteries."

"Oh!" she said happily, clapping adorably as she took off her mask. "I know those. Have you done the Meowing Computers yet?"

"The what? No." I grumbled, slamming my hand on the lockers as I felt my erection begin to possess my mind. "Damn it…" I grunted as she looked at me concerned. Then I looked into her eyes… they narrowed.

"…Oh…" she mumbled as finally my cock broke free and glared up at her. Demanding to be pleasured by the closest, softest hole it could find. "…Right." She said, knowing full well what was about to happen.

She moaned as I lifted her off the ground pressing my lips to hers as I pinned her to the lockers, rubbing her crotch with my cock. Her legs dangled in the air as I felt her wetness flood her panties, ready to receive me…

"S-scott. SCOTT!" she began, feeling my lips press against her as she tried to speak. "I have an antidote now, I can fix this!"

"So do I." I said, groping her ass as she moaned, "Let me show you…" she whimpered as I pulled her panties aside and buried my desperate erection into her. Feeling her pussy drool all over my length as her body betrayed her, her legs trembling in the air as I pressed her up against the locker. Using my thrusting cock to pin her gasping, quivering body to the wall I pulled her bra down, letting her big tits free as I slurped a nipple into my mouth.

"I… I don't know if this will work!" she pleaded, cumming on my cock as I bit gently on her nipples. "O-oh god your so good!" she shrieked, but then clapped a hand on her mouth, apparently not intending to say that, and only managed to rile me up further as her screams of pleasure echoed up the hall, now muffled.

"Worked last time…" I growled possessively, claiming her pussy as my own as I knocked hard against her womb. "Feels better too…" I licked her hand, "Give me a kiss." I demanded, she blushed but moved her hand away as I claimed her lips again, sucking her breath and tongue from her mouth as her body reacted to my constant steady movements. I gripped her tits in both hands and thrust up hard into her, she shrieked into my mouth as she felt me throb inside her…

"I'm going to cum." I told her as she panted, her face red with arousal as the lockers rattled with each thrust. My innate instinct to cum inside my Mei rising with each thrust closer to release. "…I'm going to breed you…" I said with some primal lust rising from my drug-addled brain. Her eyes widened behind her glasses. It wouldn't be the first time I came inside her, but it certainly would be the first time I told her it was to knock her up.

She briefly struggled, but then screamed as I filled her fertile womb with my drug-filled cum. She came, hard, whether from pleasure or the idea that her favorite student was trying to impregnate her I didn't care. It felt amazing. I pulled her away from the lockers, still on my cock and using gravity to keep us connected as I explored her soft, wonderfully shaped body. Groping every inch of flesh as her toes scraped the floor.

"You and Amelie…" I smiled, at her blissful look. Smacking her ass and making her twitch on me. "Baby factories…" I slapped my hands onto her ass and groped. "…I feel better already…" I said standing upright but holding her in place. "…But you know…" I groped her firmly, "…I think I want another round."

"No…" she whimpered as I lifted her off my cock, letting her overflooded pussy leak onto the floor. "Don't give me a baby…"

"But you want my baby…" I said, putting her down in the puddle of cum forming between her legs. Letting my cock rest against her face, pushing her glasses up as I rubbed my cock on her soft moisturized skin. "You want all my babies…" I said, the remnants of the drug taking effect as my cock throbbed back to fullness on her face, bouncing on her lips. "Open up." I said, my lust taking over again as her mouth obediently obeyed in her orgasm-filled haze.

I leaned my head back as I rested a hand on her sweaty hair, letting her slowly work down my shaft. Now forceful deep-throating here, I had other girls for that. Mei's lips and tongue were meant for care. She moaned softly, her hands wrapping around me as she blew me. Tasting out juices on my cock as she licked it clean, and sucked it off. She looked up at me, her face red in... embarrassment? Arousal? Devotion? Didn't matter they were all wonderful… my cock throbbed on her tongue as she stopped, expecting my release but I just carefully moved her head again, letting her take control once more.

"…I need one of these every day…" I said softly, as she increased her pace. Trying to make me feel better, pull out more praise. "…How about you take a bathroom break every class to give me a blowjob?"

She pulled away immediately with a pop, shaking her head desperately. "No. Scott, please don't…" she said worriedly, but I pulled her back onto my dick.

"It was a joke…" I said, and she seemed to calm down. "…You do give the best ones though." I said, comparing others to her. The only one who came close was Fareeha but that's because what I had with her was special. Mei always tried to make sure I felt good, not just had a good time. "…Not every day then, once a week."

She tried to pull away again but I held her firm, looking into her eyes as she stared up at me. "Almost done." I said coolly, pulling her back down. "Almost done!" I repeated as her mouth tightened, slurping me loudly as I moved her head. Then seconds before I finished I pulled it out from her mouth as she gasped. "Take it on your face!" I ordered.

"W-what? Scott!" she flinched as my white cream shot from my cock and marked her as mine once again. Dribbling onto her chest as I grabbed her face and held her dead on. "… It's so warm…" she mumbled as I finally finished draining my seed.

"…You feel so good Mei." I praised her, she blushed at the words as my cock rubbed across her face, smearing my seed. "…I want some of those pills… we need to test them…" she stared up at me a little nervously, but I couldn't help but notice how wet she was getting. "…Right?"

"…Right…" then I took her too the showers… before promptly marking my territory again all over her back.

The Ghostly Groans: When Hanzo and Genji are away, what sounds like a battlefield seems to occur in the Dojo classroom when everyone's gone home.

...I have condemned myself to the fact that this report was not going to get me out of detention. But I have come too far now to give up. Especially when everything seems to line up to let me do it. Next up, because Hanzo and Genji were at a martial arts competition, were the 'Ghostly Groans' odd sounds coming from the Dojo when they were out of town… But knowing my luck it was going to be another teacher…

And I was half right.

Cracking the sliding doors open just a smidge I saw my buddy Jeremy flying through the air in a… what was it that sumo wrestlers wear? Mawashi? One of those. He groaned on his back loudly as the pain seemed to set it.

"Are you sure this is what you want to be doing my little Zaika?" cooed Zarya as she stood over him. In a Mawashi of her own and very clearly topless. Her heavy breasts heaving as she sucked in air, apparently having a ball hurling Jeremy around as she grinned happily at her little boyfriend.

"Ow…" he moaned slowly on the floor.

"That is what I thought as well…" she said, rubbing her chin in thought. "Hmmn… well we could always try weights again, but you just get distracted watching me…" she smiled good humoredly as her arms went up and she flexed in a classic pose. Jeremy stared as her muscled bulged and her breasts bounced.

"…Ow…" he moaned again.

She nodded again, "I know my little Zaika but you insist on these things…" she replied, I don't know if she was messing with him or she actually spoke 'ow'.

"…Ow." He finished as she knelt down and lifted him off the ground.

"Yes yes I'll take you to the hot tube…" she cooed, "…And I'll give you a deep. DEEP. Tissue massage… in fact." She carefully lied Jeremy on his back, resting her breasts on his chest as she lowered herself to his mawashi, undoing it and letting his erection stand proudly between her breasts as she pressed them together around him. "Let's just go ahead and do it now…" she chuckled, twisting her tits on his cock as she gently licked his head. He shuddered on the floor as his cock throbbed between her tits and lips, his hands reaching into her pink hair to caress her scalp. She hummed contentedly as he thrust his hips between her breasts, trying to get further into her mouth.

"C-Coach…" he moaned softly. Zarya's eyes narrowed, then she slurped hard at the end of his cock, he hissed desperately. "Z-Zarya!" he corrected as she smiled and continued to pleasure him. "I-I want to do it…" he said, sitting up. Zarya's eyes widened slightly but she pulled away with a pop, squeezing her breasts as she sat on her legs and Jeremy stood up. Even kneeling down, she was as tall as he was…

He reached out, cupping her breasts in his hands as she chuckled and pulled her hands away, giving him free rein of her body. Then, he walked around her, groping her from behind as she cooed at his touch. "Little Zaika…" she purred, "…You want to do that?" she chuckled, then he gripped her face from behind and carefully pulled her back…

Her head was now aimed at his cock as he held her by the shoulders, it looked awkward with her on her knees but Jeremy prodded her lips with his cock, and he opened wide as he slipped it in. her hands went to the floor to brace herself as her throat bulged and his hands went to squeeze her breasts. He fucked her throat. His hips moved rapidly as her mouth slurped and sucked, saliva and unrecognized goo slipping from her lips as he moved rapidly in and out. Moaning gently as she remained perfectly still while he used her like a fleshlight…

"Raaaghhgh!!" he screamed suddenly, slapping his balls against her face as he pushed his cock deep into her mouth. One of her hands wrapped tightly around his ass, holding him firm as her mouth suddenly burst with a ridiculous load of cum. Her body quivered slightly as he slowly pulled back, one of her eyes was closed as saliva and semen poured from her mouth around his dick…

…Then he stared again… and she let him do what he wanted. Sloppy wet smacking rose about the room as he moaned, his balls slapping her slime-covered face as he fucked her throat again. Her moans of pleasure joined him, although I'm not sure how she was enjoying herself. Like I primal animal he went at her mouth, ignoring the sloppy mess he was making as he slammed his hip once more against her face, caressing her with his balls as they throbbed against her, firing another load.

…She didn't even bother to swallow what she could. It flowed from her mouth like a torrent and covered her face in seed and cum, she grinned slowly licking her lips as it dribbled into a puddle on the floor.

"…More? My little Zaika?" she purred contentedly, her throat a little husky from the abuse…

And the oncoming abuse as he pressed his cock to her basically destroyed face and shoved it back in. Grunting aggressively as the sound of their fucking overwhelmed them. Her whole body shook as he thrust into her, she moaned lovingly at his thrusts, giggling as his balls slapped her face.

"S-swallow it this time!" he ordered, sounding unsure of himself. "You're going to swallow it!" he roared out one last time. As she dropped to the floor with him on top of her, showing off amazing flexibility despite her muscle mass. Holding him firmly to her face as he thrust the last of his seed into her messy hole.

Her eyes opened… and they saw me. She blinked through the stinging slop. And wrapped tightly around Jeremy's waist. Eagerly swallow his cum as she stared at me. The balls of my best friend slammed around her as her eyes began to roll. Then he suddenly yanked from her mouth, she gasped as her tongue tried to follow him. Strings of come and spit still connecting them…

Painting heavily, his cock still throbbing above her face, a final spurt of seed splashed down onto her as she moaned audibly. "That… that felt good Zarya." Jeremy groaned, getting off of her and carefully helping her up.

"…Are you tired now Jeremy?" she asked gently, getting to her feet slowly, her face dribbling mess down her chest.

"Uh… yeah coach." He said, looking a little confused.

"…then we must shower…" she said huskily, letting her mawashi drop to the floor and taking his hand. "…You must scrub every inch of my body. Then eyeing me as well as him she said with a smile, "Inside and out…"

The Meowing Computer: people have heard odd meowing noises from the computer room every Thursday from 10-11. But it is always empty when explored.

…Well… shit. I grumbled, approaching the computer room as faint meowing was heard. Briefly wondered who it would be. Because let's be honest it was going to be somebody at this point. This whole damn thing was a flop, but Mom always said to follow through…

Then just as I opened the door.

"Meow! Thank you for watching Pretty Kitty Diva's live stream!" said an absurdly high-pitched voice. "See you next time Nyaa!"

I blinked as I saw her, an absurdly tiny skirt, a practically non-existent bikini top, A domino mask, and a black cat-eared headband… she looked at me for a moment. then turned off the computer… "…Hey Scott…" she said as if this was completely normal.

I sighed, "…Hey Hana." I knew it… well not the kitty streamer thing, just the outcome. "…What are you doing?" I asked. My heart is not really into it.

"Oh… you know…" she said, getting up and revealing that the short skirt was extremely short, revealing her obvious thong. "…Things…" she said lamely.

"…Adults only streaming?" I asked bluntly after a long silence

"…Adults only streaming…" she replied ashamedly.

"Not nude I hope." I said, looking at the computer absently as I approached.

"No. Not nude." She said, with a small smile. "Just something for the fetishists. You'd be amazed home much money they throw at you to meow… got to get that computer money somewhere."

"Got to tell you though." I said, walking around her and looking at her g-string, her skirt barely covering her rear and the long kitty tail attached to it. My hand instinctively pressed against her exposed ass cheek. "I don't like the idea of sharing you with other people…"

"…You do remember that I get gangbanged by the gaming club right?" she asked but leaned over the closest desks as I groped her, shaking her hips and bouncing the tiny skirt. "…Meow…" she added, smiling at me under her mask. "Besides they don't know who I really am. I'm just the Pretty Kitty Diva."

"Well…" I said, getting right to it. "Meow for me." I said, kneeling down suddenly and taking her underwear with me as I buried my face into her warm and aroused pussy. Apparently, the voyeurism worked both ways.

"Ooh… Scott." She moaned, and I spanked her, "Oh!" she glared at me.

"Meow." I said flatly, returning to my work as her body twitched.

"M-meow…" she cooed, gasping as my tongue slipped between her pussy lips. Dripping arousal down my chin as she tried to stay standing. I smacked my hands onto her ass, molding it in my fingers as she hissed, holding her up as she shook between my hands.

"Personally I'd rather you be my little cum bunny…" I said, standing up and prodding her pussy with my cock. "But I can work with giving a kitty some milk too…" I thrust deep into her, she jumped at the suddenness but managed to maintain character.

"Meow! It's so good…" she moaned slightly as I made her move, thrusting deep into her pussy again and again as she panted. "Nyaa!" she whined as I grabbed her hands and pulled her back, no escape. She came suddenly and I quickly moved her to the wall, pinning her against it as I kept up my thrusts, her skirt, and tail bouncing as I slapped against her ass. I looked at the string of her bikini and pulled, the garment dropping to the floor as her tits were freed. I groped them as I trapped her against the wall, her pussy tightening as my cock throbbed impatiently inside her.

"Here's your milk!" I declared, slamming balls deep into her body as she mewed desperately, resting her head on my shoulders as her ears became lopsided from the rough breeding as I pressed her against the wall. "Drink up." I added, feeling her pussy slowly tighten and loosen as if swallowing.

She panted heavily, her hands slowly stroking the wall as she came down from her high. "…Geez Scott you're an animal for animal girls…" she laughed, as I began to rub her tits again.

I pinched her nipples, she twitched in my embrace. "…Sounds to me like my kitty wants more milk…" I said smugly, pulling out of her and letting her drop to the floor. "Here… straight from the tap." I said, my cock pressing against her lips as she turned on her knees to look up at me. I adjusted her headband and pulled her mouth on my cock.

"Next time wear the bunny suit…" I said, feeling her lips stroke me up and down after a moment. she pulled off and looked up at me, her soft hand absently stroking my length.

"It's not 'Pretty Bunny Diva' stream." She said coolly.

"Who said anything about streaming?" I noted, pulling her back down. "Come on. Purr for me…" I groaned as she sucked, "Get that milk fresh." I added, resting my hand on her head and pulling her faster. She whimpered, and moaned, but didn't resist as her lips pressed against my balls before pulling back up the shaft and repeating.

"I'm cumming." I soon declared, unable to resist her blowjob further as she suddenly sped up. "Drink it. Drink all my milk like a good kitty…" she buried my length down her throat as my cock throbbed seed deep into her gullet. I pushed forward, pressing the back of her head against the wall as I kept my cock balls deep into her.

"Fresh Milky my little pussy…" I said as she looked up at me, her eyes watering as she held firm. "Almost done." I sighed heavily as I finished. Slowly pulled away from her tight lips as I pulled out with a pop. "Wooo… give me a smile…" I said, holding up the camera and recording her.

She stared into it for a moment and smiled. "Nyaa…" she added, opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue.

The 'Fortune' Cookies: Cookies have been appearing in the home-ec classroom every other Monday, and those daring enough to try one either have a bad day or a good day. the results are seemingly random.

If my track record was correct, and I think I knew my track record. I already know who this was going to be as I opened the home-ex classroom to the smell of freshly baked cookies. "Hey Fareeha." I said as she jumped, the cookie tray crashing onto the table and making them bounce.

"S-scott! Why are you here so late?" she asked, dressed in an adorable apron, jeans and a T-shirt. "I was just practicing my cooking." She said.

"Yeah I figured it was something like that…" I said, sitting on the counter and taking one of the fresh cookies. Bouncing it in my hands from the heat as I took a bite… then cringed as she frowned.

"Another bad batch huh?" she mumbled, sighing as she leaned against the counter. "Sometimes they're good, sometimes they're bad."

"Yeah figured that too…" I mumbled. "…So…" I said, dusting the cookie into the trash. "…Want some help?"

She smiled beautifully at me and began getting the ingredients. "Sure." She said with a happy air.

And then we baked cookies… good ones.

…What? I don't have to bang her every time I see her to have a good time. Piss off. You aren't me, I can love my girlfriend without banging her.

The Seventh Mystery: ???

I sighed annoyed as I returned to Olivia's apartment, dropping the Camcorder on her table as she watched Spanish novella's on her many, many computer screens.

"How'd it go?" she smiled.

"See you in detention." I said flatly, sitting on her bed. "All the mysteries were just coincidental teachers doing coincidently… and probably against the rules now that I think about it, things."

"That's what they all are." Olivia smiled, standing up in her belly shirt and her jean short-shorts "The whole 'seven mysteries' thing is usually urban legends and rumors spread out of proportion. You can still write about it even though you spent your evenings banging your hot teachers. Just leave that part out."

"... Seven Mysteries?" I said suspiciously, "…You only gave me six."

"Well that Papi is because the seventh mystery is secret…" she said, leaning over me and smiling that smile as we looked into each other's eyes. "…Think about it for a moment. How did all of those rumors get blown out of proportion? Someone had to spread them…"

My mind made the connection and I sighed, "…You're the seventh mystery?" I said, a little flatly.

"Yes! It was me all along!" she said rather dramatically, "I spread the mysteries! I am the mastermind!" she cooed, turning towards her screens and letting me look at her ass peaking out of the bottoms of her shorts. "Behold my brilliance!"

"…That's kinda lame…" I mumbled quietly, and she turned sharply to me and glared.

"…Okay fine I just had you go around and bang the teachers, so I could record it and use it when we fuck." She said, pressing a remote and playing the evening's events on the screen. "…You want to blow your load inside me now?"

"…Yeah okay." I said, just accepting it at this point as she stripped off her shirt, dropped her shorts and jumped me. Pressing her lips hard against mine as we kissed, moaning as her mouth opened to receive my tongue as I lifted her off the bed. She yelped in surprise as I slammed her against the wall, unzipping my pants as it was magnetically pulled to her quickly dampening pussy. Her eyes wandered to the screens as the hidden camera's sex shows showed me off. She quivered as I penetrated her, thrusting her hard against the wall as it rattled under my pounding.

"Hey." I scolded, slapping her ass as she looked at me. "Pay attention."

She grinned. "Lo siento papi, seré una buena chica…" she gasped erotically as my cock throbbed at her words. "Papi, eres tan grande, ¡me encanta sentir que estás dentro de mí!" I slammed her hard, driven forward by her language sorcery once more. "Dios Mio!" she screamed, shrieking incoherently to the ceiling as I tried to destroy her wall with her body as a ram.

"I'm cumming puta!" I roared, as her screams matched my own oncoming release. "Say it!"

"Cum inside me!" she shrieked happily, wrapping tightly around me as she came but I held back, grinning coolly at her.

"In Spanish my little juguete."

"Cum dentro de mí!" she praised immediately as I released. She screamed but silenced herself as she pressed to my lips, desperately sucking the air from my lungs as she felt my seed rush to her womb. Gazing into my eyes, "Lléname con tu semilla y prepárame…" she begged, rubbing my cheeks with her hands. I smiled and slapped her ass again, she yelped.

"In good time…" I said, tossing her on the bed as she bounced laughing, and I lay next to her. "For now though…"

I pulled her onto me, wrapping my hands under her legs as I spread them, locking her into a full nelson as I pushed her head down and made her look at her pussy. "I think I'll keep having fun." I slapped my cock against her pussy as she licked her lips, but then I slipped it up into her spread, tight ass hole.

"Aye Papi!" she hissed, feeling me stretch her ass as I pushed up into her and pulled her down on it. "Fuck you feel so good inside my ass!" she squealed delightedly.

"In Spanish…" I teased as she growled and hissed in annoyance.

"Just let me enjoy you!" she pleaded angrily, but then "Joder, te sientes tan bien dentro de mi culo!" fueled by language sorcery I sat, then stood, up as she shrieked at the sudden depth I achieved in her ass. "Fucking Shit!" she roared happily as I lifted her up and down my length, using her like a fuck doll. "Fucking… SHIT!!" she shrieked, her pussy squirting across her floor as I steadily continued inside her, her legs bouncing helplessly as I kept up the pace.

"Inside me! Inside me! Cum inside my asshole Scott!" then with an angry roar, "And if you say 'IN SPANISH' I swear to God I will bite off your dick! CUM!!!" I pulled her down, and filled her up. She shivered, quivered, trembled on me as her whole body throbbed with pleasure. "FUCKING YES!" she hissed, biting her lip as her eyes rolled up and her body continued to twitch. "Dios Mio you feel so… fucking… good…" she cooed as I breathed heavily in my ear, the 'Spanish adrenaline' wearing off really quick as I fell back onto her bed and let go…

"…did you punish me enough?" she asked, rubbing my cheek gently with her hand. "…I think I can take some more…" my hands immediately began stroking her body as she writhed softly in my embrace.

…Then the next day I got detention… but only for a week and it was the good kind of detention…

Dance Class.

End

Basically translated.

Lo siento papi, seré una buena chica= Sorry Daddy, I'll be a good girl.

Papi, eres tan grande, ¡me encanta sentir que estás dentro de mí!= Daddy you're so big, I love feeling you inside me!

Juguete=plaything

Cum dentro de mí= *this should be obvious…

Lléname con tu semilla y prepárame=Fill me with your seed and impregnate me

Joder, te sientes tan bien dentro de mi culo= *THIS should be obvious to…