When Scarlet sees surveillance footage of bullying taking place in her school, there are two things that must be done: Comforting the victim, and punishing the bullies.
Scarlet sighed heavily as she looked through the surveillance footage. With a tired finger scrolling past several pages of nothingness — just students going about their day — she was about to call it quits and hit the sack. Out of necessity this had become her daily routine, and it was driving her crazy.
It was truly unfortunate that the college she had fought so hard to make a reality was suffering from these kinds of problems. Most students were in their twenties for Christ's sake. How could something so juvenile as bullying still be a thing? You’d think people were here for one thing and one thing only, to study. Especially considering that it was one of the most expensive schools in the country. Why were some students willing to risk throwing it all away?
As the owner and dean, Scarlet had taken the liberty to secretly install hidden surveillance cameras all over the campus, in classrooms, auditoriums, outside the dormitories… pretty much anywhere imaginable except for bathrooms. All in the name of catching so much as a glimpse of the supposed bullying that had been reported from both students and parents. But each time she went through the footage there was nothing even close to what had been reported. Sometimes there were things that caught her eye, but they usually turned out to be nothing more than playful shoves or students engaging in questionable games. Nothing that could be called bullying, really.
Perhaps all the reports had been fabricated. For what reason, Scarlet couldn’t even begin to imagine. Greedy parents attempting extortion? Bickering students trying to screw each other over? Who knows.
But then, something finally stood out, after a good fifteen minutes of non-stop scrolling. From a camera at the end of a long corridor, just outside one of the women’s bathrooms. A small girl trapped in the very corner of the building by two other girls, one of whom was a thin asian girl with long black hair, who held the small girl’s equally long, golden-brown hair in a tight grip, pulling her head to the side. The other one, a chubby girl with a blonde ponytail, took the opportunity to deliver a hard slap to her face, sending her big, round glasses flying onto the floor.
There was no audio, but the two girls seemed to erupt in laughter, before the asian girl suddenly punched the small brunette square in the stomach, folding the poor girl over as she clutched her abdomen in pain. And then, as if they hadn’t done enough, the chubby one leaned over the girl’s head and spit in her hair, while her friend watched and laughed.
The small girl was still leaning over, her entire body quivering, presumably from crying. The two bullies had finally had enough, as they suddenly turned around to leave, both of them with shit-eating grins on their face. While they casually strolled out of view, the girl remained in the corner, still leaning over in pain, her pretty hair hanging in front of her face, obscuring it.
Scarlet couldn’t believe her eyes. Was this really happening? In her school?! This was outrageous! Never in a million years could she have imagined that the bullying she had heard about could be something of this magnitude. And they were laughing about it! Those snot-nosed little fuckers!
Finally, the decision to put up cameras had paid off. Not only had she caught them in the act, she had gotten a good view of the bullies’ faces as they walked away. Now it was only a matter of bringing them to justice, a thought that almost brought a sadistic sense of satisfaction to the otherwise kind and compassionate Scarlet. Anyone who sullied the reputation of her school through such despicable behaviour was not worthy of sympathy in her eyes.
But satisfying as it surely would be to punish them, even she knew that it wasn’t the top priority. The well-being of the victim was always the most important thing in these kinds of situations. Up until this point bullying had never really been an issue at her school, so she didn’t really have a protocol when it came to dealing with it, but she was damn well going to do it on her own. She had given everything to make this place a reality, and if someone on school grounds was suffering due to her negligence it was her duty to set it right.
Just as she was starting to wonder who the small girl might be, she thought she’d finally get the answer as she watched what happened next. After reaching for her glasses, the girl stood up and on shaky legs began slowly walking back down the hallway in the direction of where the camera was located, giving Scarlet a view of her face, although just barely, due to her hair that still covered most of it. Unfortunately she didn’t recognize her, but she did have the names of every student listed in a register along with photos of their faces.
She could barely contain herself as she hurriedly began searching the registry folder on her computer, burning with curiosity to find out who the poor thing was. From subject to subject, class to class, she scrolled through the list, quickly becoming frustrated with the time it took to find the elusive girl. But then, she finally came across a photo that matched what little she had observed of her in the surveillance footage. The same round glasses, the straight, brown, glowing hair hanging down either side of her face like a hood, as if she was trying to hide behind it, only barely showing her facial features. But it was unmistakably her. She went on to read her name, absent-mindedly letting it escape her lips.
“Daniel Stevens…” … Wait, what?
She did a double take, her eyes carefully scanning the letters, wondering if she had accidentally read another student’s name. But no, the name written under the “girl’s” photo was definitely that of a male.
Shocked, Scarlet clicked the photo, enlarging it so that it covered the entire screen. She ran her gaze all over the boy’s face, scanning it like she had scanned his name, in disbelief of how what she was looking at was actually a male. Long hair, fair, smooth skin, full eyelashes and brows, a modest, rounded jawline and pink, luscious lips. Her eyes locked on to his, the crystal blue color in them not unlike Scarlet’s own ones. There was a slight creasing in the boy’s forehead and a tilt in his eyebrows in what seemed like a brooding facial expression, as if the timid little thing was camera-shy.
Needless to say, he was gorgeous. And while it was shameful to feel that way about her own student, Scarlet couldn’t deny that he was just her type. She couldn’t take her eyes off him, that cute, nervous look on his face practically begging for someone to hold him tight and tell him that everything would be alright.
But anything of that sort would have to wait. Right now, there was something else on Scarlet’s mind. Something that resulted in a certain “swelling”. Biting her lip, she glanced down at her crotch, cursing herself internally at the indecent thoughts she was having, but finding it impossible to make herself stop what she was about to do.
She sighed as she looked back at the pretty face on her screen, while her fingers eagerly moved to unzip her fly.
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The murmuring of students could be heard throughout the hallway along with the clacking of high heels. Heads were turning, the boys’ in awe and the girls’ in jealousy. Such was the case whenever Scarlet wandered the school. The students couldn’t help but stare at her, at the tall, curvaceous woman in her early thirties, her ample chest pushed out as she walked, her chin up, her sauntering causing her thick buttocks to move mesmerizingly within her black pencil skirt.
Everyone felt small in her presence, partly due to thick body and her height of well over six feet, but mainly because of the sheer confidence she constantly oozed, and understandably so. She knew she was a beauty, with a body and face that seemed to have been meticulously crafted by God himself. High cheekbones, a thin, shapely nose, eyes that looked like they would glow in the dark, and plump lips that always appeared to have a slight smirk on them.
Her fair skin rivaled that of Snow White, but Scarlet’s face had the added beauty of freckles that dotted her cheeks and nose. Down her back, all the way to her waist, her curly, bright, ginger hair flowed like fire, dancing from side to side with each step she took.
Everything about her screamed femininity, from her body and face to her clothing. Her red high heels went perfectly with her hair, and paired with the black suit jacket she wore along with her skirt, the color combination gave her a somehow intimidating look. Dark, yet fiery.
None of the students ever dared to speak to her, which, while understandable, often caused Scarlet to feel somewhat frustrated. There were a plethora of cute students attending her school, most of them young and in good shape. And honestly? The thought of them lined up and bent over as she had her way with each and every one of them was something that crossed her mind more often than she would ever admit to. Hell, if one of them had so much as came up and asked for a piece of her, she would gladly have given it to them. Even if that “piece” was something different from what they had in mind.
After having been ogled by what felt like every student in the entire school, Scarlet finally arrived at her destination. As she swung open the door and took a step inside, the teacher standing in front of the class, a fat, middle-aged man, went from looking annoyed at the interruption to pleasantly surprised at seeing the beautiful dean standing in the doorway.
“Sorry for the interruption,” Scarlet said, her tone as friendly as always.
“No worries, miss!” the fat man beamed, a faint blushing appearing on his scruffy cheeks. “What brings you here?”
Scarlet’s eyes scanned over the crowd of students sitting in the auditorium. “I need a word with Mr. Daniel Stevens. Is he present?” A short silence followed from the rest of the class as Scarlet continued to look for the boy, until she saw one of the students slowly raising their hand in the corner of her eye. She turned her gaze over at whoever it was, and sure enough, albeit barely visible, as if hiding behind the person in front of him, there he was. Small and timid looking, with those thick glasses and that gorgeous, glowing hair covering a large portion of his cute face.
“Umm… I’m here…” he mumbled softly, barely looking up as he spoke. The silence from the rest of the class was deafening. Some of the students looked at him, clearly wondering what business the dean might have with someone like him, most likely resulting in the boy feeling even more uneasy.
“I’d like to talk to you in my office if you don’t mind.” She smiled warmly as she spoke, her voice sweet and tender, and truth be told it wasn’t even on purpose. It was just the effect the boy had on her, rendering her unable to hide her excitement of getting to meet him.
After a moment of hesitation, the boy silently stood up and made his way down the aisle, his body language exuding insecurity. His eyes fixed on the floor, his shoulders raised, and one of his hands clutching the opposite arm. He hurriedly walked down the steps, while the other students stared at him and mumbled amongst each other. They of course assumed that he was in trouble. Why else would the dean be involved, right?
Scarlet held the door open for him, maintaining her smile as she tried to make eye contact with him, but he remained shy. He walked past her without saying a word, into the hallway and away from the stares of his classmates. Scarlet casually waved to the fat teacher as she closed the door behind her, while he just gave her an awkward smile in response.
As she turned around to look at Daniel, he was still nervously looking down at the floor, with a troubled expression on his face. “Don’t worry, you’re not in trouble,” Scarlet assured him.
“Umm… okay…”
“Just follow me, alright?” she said, smiling brightly at him as she began walking down the corridor, receiving a nervous nod in response.
Their trip was spent mostly in silence, much to the discomfort of the fragile Daniel who kept thinking that he had done something wrong, despite Scarlet stating otherwise. As she walked slightly ahead of him, she made sure to shamelessly sway her hips as seductively as she could, hoping that he would be staring as much as any of the other male students would have in the same scenario. Although from what little she knew about him, that seemed unlikely.
The students wandering the corridors, specifically the male ones, stared daggers at the girly boy following the beautiful woman, jealous over the special attention despite being ignorant as to why he was in that situation. Seeing Scarlet interact with a student in any shape or form was rare, let alone someone as insignificant as him.
When they reached her office, she could barely hide her excitement as she swung the door open and ushered Daniel inside. “After you,” she said, indicating for him to enter with her open palm.
The boy gave her a nervous glance, to which she just responded with a cryptic smile on her pretty, red painted lips. He audibly gulped as he slowly walked past her, still in the dark about why he was here. Being invited to the dean’s office without any prior notice was unheard of as far as he knew, and without the knowledge of what to expect he was close to breaking out in tears. He heard the door close behind him, while he just stood there, quivering, his pulse quickening and his every breath a struggle to keep under control.
Scarlet stayed at the door for a moment, eyeing Daniel from behind, taking in his entire being. As harsh as it may sound, it was no wonder he was getting bullied. Not only did he have the body and face of a girl, but also the fashion sense of one. A white t-shirt that was almost slightly see-through, hugging his body tightly, bringing out his thin waistline and slim, rounded shoulders. While his overall build was quite skinny, he did have some decent curvature in his hips, made all the more delicious-looking due to the short shorts that barely contained them, and showed off those pretty, slender legs of his. It was in moments like these that Scarlet was happy about her decision to not establish a dress code at her school.
“Have a seat,” she said, her tone upbeat, as if trying to dissipate the tension she knew that the little boy was experiencing. Instead of indicating towards the chair in front of her desk, like she normally would when initiating a one on one meeting with someone in her office, she instead pointed at the small couch directly to the left of the entrance, barely wide enough to seat two people.
Daniel looked at her for a moment, growing ever so slightly more relaxed for every second he spent in the beautiful woman’s presence. She did seem to mean well, and to his knowledge he had done nothing wrong, so perhaps it was best to just get it over with, whatever it was. He quickly made his way over to the couch and sat down, his hands nervously gripping his thighs, but his eyes finally lingering on the dean’s face, indicating to her that he was more at ease than a moment before.
Scarlet followed suit, sitting down right next to Daniel, a bit too close for comfort perhaps, but a shy little thing like him could stand to get more used to female contact. Well, that was one of her reasons. The other one was getting to see his cute, blushing expression as their thighs rubbed together. God, he was so adorable.
“Is everything alright, Daniel?” she inquired, tilting her head as if speaking to a child, making an effort to appear as gentle and caring as possible.
Daniel looked at her in silence for a moment, finally getting an idea of what she might want to talk about. “W-what?” he squeaked, his adorable voice brimming with innocence. “What do you mean?”
“Here at school, I mean. Is everyone treating you okay?”
Instantly, Daniel’s mind filled with images of his two bullies, like he was being forced to relive everything they had done to him during his time at school. But still, realizing that the dean most likely knew about his situation came as both a surprise and a relief. He turned away from her, processing how to respond. Should he deny it, in an attempt to appear strong and independent? He was an adult after all. But could he really bear this any longer? Perhaps it was best to open up about it, to finally get some comfort at the hands of someone who actually cared. Not that he knew the dean personally, but she did at the very least seem to have a kind heart. And God knows those kinds of people are few and far in between, at least in Daniel’s experience.
Staring at his twiddling thumbs he opened his mouth to speak, although at first he didn’t manage to produce any sound, his throat drying up while he searched for the courage to spill the truth. “Well…” he mumbled coarsely after sitting quiet for a while. “Not everyone, I guess…”
“Those girls… What's their problem?”
Surprised at how much Scarlet seemed to know, Daniel turned to look at her, noticing the distinct concern in her facial expression, something that was extremely rare on the usually confident, almost smug woman. A bead of sweat trickled down his forehead as he once again failed to speak up, debating in his head whether or not it was a good idea to rat the girls out. If they were to find out, the bullying would surely get worse. Unless the dean had some plan to prevent it of course, but he still wasn’t sure to what degree she truly cared.
“I’m… not sure if I’m ready to talk about it…” he said meekly, once again turning away from Scarlet’s analyzing stare.
“I won’t force you,” she replied without skipping a beat. “But I want you to feel safe here at my school, you know. And I think it’s important that these kinds of things are dealt with immediately.”
“... Well, it’s not like talking to me will make them stop.”
“I know, Daniel,” Scarlet said in a hushed, kind tone, making sure to tread carefully with every word she said so as to not discourage the boy from speaking up. “But it’s important for me to hear your side of this. I’ll be talking to them too, you know. Besides…” Gently, she wrapped her right arm around his shoulders and lowered her face so that it was level with his, while her left hand gently grabbed his chin and turned his face towards hers. Staring deep into his pretty, bright-blue eyes, past the round glasses and brown strands of hair hanging in front of his face, she couldn’t help but notice the little droplets forming in his tear ducts. “I care about you. It hurts me to see you get treated like this, it really does. I don’t want you to ever feel unsafe here.”
Daniel stared right back at her as he listened to her speaking, her words soft and soothing, like the song of an angel. They were so close to each other. Scarlet’s fresh, minty breath washed over him, cooling down his flushed face, as if she was blowing on his wounds, somehow managing to make him feel more at ease than he had felt with anyone else. Try as he might to be strong, to keep his emotions in check, there was no denying the lump in his throat, or the tears threatening to flow freely down his reddened cheeks.
“So please…” Scarlet continued. “Talk to me, and let me do what I can to help you.”
Breaking eye-contact, Daniel looked away from Scarlet, swallowing hard in an attempt to hold back his urge to cry. “They…” he began, followed by a sniffle. “I’m… I’m…”
“It’s okay.” Scarlet tightened her grip around the boy’s shoulder and held him firmly against herself, hoping that the intimacy would help him calm down, but knowing deep down that it was mostly an excuse to touch him. There was little muscle mass to speak of around his shoulder area, but damn if his smooth, soft skin didn’t feel good to hold onto regardless. “Take your time. There’s no need to rush.” Slowly, she began rubbing Daniel’s shoulders up and down in what was like a light massage, soothing his grief while also sating her own twisted desire.
But selfish motives aside, it evidently did the trick. “They pick on me because I look like a girl…” he finally mustered.
Scarlet blinked in disbelief. “What? Seriously?”
“Yes… That’s what they tell me at least.”
“... How long has this been going on?” Scarlet asked pressingly, forgetting her previous, calm tone.
“Since… since when I enrolled…” Daniel mumbled, before finally failing to hold it any longer. His tears burst out like from a broken dam, and his sniffling turned into sobbing as his face distorted into pure despair.
“Oh, sweetie…” was all Scarlet could think of in response. She grabbed the back of the boy’s head with both hands and pressed him against her large, soft chest, this time genuinely wanting to console him without any indecent thoughts. That is, until Daniel suddenly reached around her, grabbing her in a tight hug as his tears continued to gush out between her tits. The fruity, feminine scent of his shampoo was an absolute delight to breathe in, like sniffing freshly bloomed flowers during spring, only much, much sweeter. “There, there…” Scarlet comforted, noting that the timid little tomgirl seemed to calm down rather quickly as she held him tight. “It’s gonna be alright.”
Time and time again, she found herself unable to rid herself of the lewd thoughts she was having, knowing damn well how despicable it was. This was one of her students, for God’s sake. Bawling his eyes out right in her bosom, finally comfortable with sharing what he has been through, and the most pressing thing on the lecherous woman’s mind was how fucking hot he was.
Then it hit her. Perhaps that was just the thing he needed to hear?
“You know what I think, Daniel?”
He looked up at her, his face even more attractive when covered in tears. “... What?”
“I think those girls are jealous. Jealous over how pretty you are, despite being a boy. They know they will never have your looks, so they take out their frustration on you, because that’s the only thing that brings them comfort.”
With doe-eyes, Daniel just silently stared at her for a moment. “You… think I’m pretty?” he asked meekly.
“Of course I do,” Scarlet assured him. “Have you seen yourself in the mirror? You’re prettier than any girl out there. At least out of any I’ve seen.” She knew she shouldn’t be saying all this, not to a student. But she couldn’t stop herself. He needed to know.
Blushing crimson in embarrassment, yet looking somehow disappointed, Daniel turned away from her. “You’re just saying that to make me feel good…”
“Are you kidding me? How can you not see how hot you are?” Stop, she thought to herself. “I’d date you in a heartbeat if I weren’t your dean.” Seriously, stop. “Just look at what you did to me!” For fuck’s sake, Scarlet...
There was no denying it now. By shamelessly grabbing the bulge in her crotch, she had definitely gone too far. But seeing the shocked expression on Daniel’s face made it well worth it. That is, assuming he wasn’t going to run away in fear. Thankfully, that ended up not being the case.
“You… you have a…” he merely stuttered, his still teary eyes fixated on the intimidating display.
“A cock. That’s right, Daniel. I have a big, fat cock.” Never had she been so comfortable with revealing her secret, but there was just something about her adorable little student that made it feel so right. As if he was just what she had been looking for all along. “When I see cute boys like you, the only thing I can think of is how much I wanna touch them, taste them... fuck them...“
A shudder went through Daniel’s body as he registered what the dean had just said. Fuck them? he thought. She wants to… have sex with me? He couldn’t take his eyes off the dean’s thick meat, its outline obscenely visible through the fabric as she held it in a tight grip, while Daniel’s agape mouth went dry as he stared at it. His crying seemed like a distant memory, replaced with something else, something that was hard to place, but his sudden composure was undeniable.
Despite what one might expect, including Scarlet, Daniel wasn’t frightened or grossed out in the slightest. Quite the contrary, in fact. He might have been a timid little thing, but just like everyone else he had sexual fantasies, and this was a fantasy come true. One look at him was enough for anyone to understand that he wasn’t exactly going to be a top in bed, and just like his feminine exterior, his interests were unsurprisingly more akin to a girl as well. And the dean was beautiful and kind-hearted, so what did he have to be afraid of?
He gulped, swallowing any feelings of doubt that might have stood in between him and his desire. “Can I… touch it?”
Scarlet stared at him blankly. “... You want to?”
“Yeah…” he murmured, biting his lip and staring back into the redheaded woman’s bright blue eyes. “I’m the one who made you hard, so maybe I could be the one to… fix it?”
“Oh my, Daniel,” Scarlet said teasingly, running her hand through the boy’s shiny hair. “I didn’t take you for a pervert.”
“Is that a yes?” he asked impatiently, his face lit up in sudden excitement.
“Well, I wouldn’t mind… But don’t you want to do more than just touch it?” A smirk spread across her face as she looked down at the suddenly dumbfounded boy, her hand continuing to massage his scalp the entire time. While awaiting an answer, she used her free hand to let her aching cock out of their tight enclosure. Just as she pulled her skirt down and revealed it for little Daniel to lay his eyes upon, it instantly sprung out in all its glory, at full mast and throbbing hard.
Daniel’s eyes went wide. Was that thing even real? It was bigger than any penis he had ever seen, in real life or otherwise. It was as pale as the rest of her skin, but with intimidating, pulsating veins all over it, and while her big balls resting below it looked smooth and hairless, her mons was covered in a thick bush of coarse hair, its red color just as full and gorgeous as on her head.
In his pants, Daniel could feel his own far smaller member stiffening, and somehow, the knowledge that he was completely outclassed made the whole situation all the more hotter to him. God, that huge thing looked so fucking… delicious. That’s the only word he could think of that accurately described how he felt about it. Seeing that little drop of precum running down the thick, bright-pink mushroom head was almost too much.
“I want your pretty little lips around it, Daniel,” Scarlet purred, wagging her stiff cock back and forth with a hand around its base. “Can you make that happen?”
Daniel’s face lit up anew. “Yes! Yes, absolutely!” he exclaimed, showing Scarlet how pretty his face looked with a smile on it for the first time. And without further ado, he stood up, then quickly knelt down on the floor in between the dean’s smooth, pale legs. As soon as he had gotten into position, he immediately went to work, starting off by grabbing her thick length with one hand, while the other reached under her fat balls, cupping their underside with the palm of his hand as his thumb gently massaged their frontside.
A mere moment later, and just as eagerly, he leaned forward, practically going cross-eyed as the thick meat-rod filled his vision. He gave the tip a light kiss, smearing his lips with Scarlet’s sweet, sticky precum, giving them a lick just to savor the taste. Wanting more, he began licking the little slit, drawing out a few more drops across his tongue, then circling the head in its entirety, coating it in his warm saliva.
“Mm... good start, Daniel,” Scarlet moaned from above, petting the boy’s head as an indication to keep it up. “Now take it in your mouth, will you?”
Hearing the goddess of a woman telling him what to do sent shivers down Daniel’s spine. It just felt so right. Just like she had instructed, he wasted no time in wrapping his lips around the glans, the sheer size of it almost filling up his mouth, leaving no room to keep running his tongue around it. Instead, he began slowly moving his head back and forth, smearing his lips against the smooth, spongy flesh of her head, from rim to tip. His tongue returned to licking her slit, eager to extract more of her sweet, viscous pre-ejaculate.
“Look at me, sweetie. I wanna see those pretty eyes.”
With a face flushed with lust, Daniel looked up, locking eyes with the dean as he continued to slather the head of her cock. Seeing the arousal on her face made his heart flutter, knowing that he was the one who had brought her into that state. Biting her lip, smiling slightly, cheeks with a hint of red from excitement… It was the type of beauty that would make one think they died and went to heaven.
Fueled by the visual stimulation, he decided to go further. Instead of stopping at the rim of her glans, he pressed on, filling his entire mouth with the monstrous cock, stopping only when it hit the back of his throat. Judging by the moans coming from above, his efforts did not disappoint. He kept going at it, quickening his pace, bobbing his head back and forth, his cheeks sucked in from the intense power with which he was blowing her.
Scarlet moaned in pleasure, leaning her head back and draping her arms over the back of the couch, feeling like she was on top of the world. Daniel was surprisingly good at sucking cock, though she doubted that he had ever done it before. Perhaps with dildos, but probably not a real one, shy as he was. Not that it was anything worth dwelling over when having a sexy little girly boy filling his mouth with her thick meat, of course. Truth be told it was hard to think at all with the jolts of pleasure going through her body every time he licked the tip or sank her length deep into his mouth.
But there was one thing on her mind that needed addressing: Why should she be the only one getting pleasured?
“Stop for a second, Daniel,” she said, putting her hand on his forehead to push him back slightly.
“... Did I do something wrong?” he said in a defeated tone, with a string of saliva connecting his lips to Scarlet’s cock.
“Of course not sweetie.” She gave him a warm smile and gently patted him on the cheek. “But I want more. Like I said when it comes to boys like you… I wanna taste them.”
Daniel stared into her crystal eyes, confusion evident on his face. “Taste how?”
Her warm smile turned to something else, something a bit more… sinister. “Take off your shorts and underwear, and I’ll show you.”
Under any other circumstances, hearing a woman say such a thing would’ve rendered him paralyzed from embarrassment, but now, there was only one thing on his mind: To continue what he had started. He wasted no time in doing as he was told, hooking his thumbs under the hem of his shorts and pulling them down, revealing his tighty-whities that only bulged ever so slightly, in contrast to what Scarlet was packing. But just as he was about to pull them down as well, he hesitated.
“What’s wrong?” Scarlet teased, a wide grin on her face as she watched the boy’s face turn red. Well, redder than before, that is.
“I’ve… never showed myself to anyone…”
Scarlet swooned over how pure he was, feeling her cock get even harder at the thought of showing him his true calling. “Don’t be embarrassed,” she said, grabbing him by the shoulders. “You’re literally the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen, Daniel. But you have to learn to be comfortable in your own body. So if you undress, I promise that you won’t regret it.”
He glanced at her again, before turning his head away with a sigh. “O-okay...”
“Good boy…”
After another moment of silence, Scarlet watched in awe as the cute little girly-boy finally went all the way. He had turned away from her, presumably in embarrassment regarding his size, but she wasn’t complaining at all, as it meant that she got the best possible view she could ask for. It was almost as if time slowed down watching his underwear slide down his smooth, slender legs, revealing his perfect little bubble butt to her. Just seeing it in front of her was enough to almost have her drooling. It looked so smooth, so round, so soft… so tasty.
His underwear had barely had time to fall to the floor before Scarlet spoke up, while lying down on the couch in preparation for what she had planned. “Come here, Daniel. I want your ass on my face, now.”
“Y-your face?” Daniel stammered, looking over his shoulder at Scarlet as she stroked her huge cock.
“How else am I supposed to taste you?” she said with a sly grin and ran her wet tongue over her lips, while beckoning him over with her index finger.
Daniel stayed silent, feeling a bit taken aback by how dirty Scarlet’s mind was. But he wasn’t disappointed. In truth, he was becoming rather excited. It’s as if she was treating him like a girl, focusing on his ass rather than his penis. And that was exactly what he wanted. What he had fantasized about ever since he hit puberty.
With a newfound sense of confidence, he quickly turned around, presenting his front to Scarlet and walking over to her, his previous hesitation being all but evaporated. Despite his rather small manhood being on full display, he didn’t really care anymore. Because he knew what she was truly after. His penis was never going to be the star of the show, not with the beautiful redhead’s massive size dwarfing his own.
But despite its insignificant size, Scarlet definitely appreciated the view, perhaps because of how small it was. Paired with his girly features it almost looked more like a clitoris than a penis, but knowing that it wasn’t made it so damn hot for some reason. Daniel’s entire being seemed to reject the idea of being a boy, and Scarlet was happy to take him further along that path.
“Get to it already,” she prodded playfully, resting her head on the couch’s armrest.
“Yes, sorry,” the boy replied, his face red with lust as he climbed on top of her. With both feet on either side of Scarlet and his bubble-butt directly above her face, he looked back at her. “Like this?”
Scarlet put on a face that screamed of satisfaction. “Like that. Now sit down. And keep sucking my cock.”
Here it goes, Daniel thought, taking a big gulp and finally sitting down on top of Scarlet’s face. He barely had any time to register the severity of the situation — that he was about to let his dean give him a rimjob — before he felt her wet tongue slide through his asscrack. Shivers went through his entire body, for a moment causing him to forget his task at hand. When he suddenly felt her grab his cheeks and separate them, followed by a barrage of licks directly onto his little butthole, a whimper escaped his lips as he started spasming in pleasure. But even so, he knew he had a job to do. He took a deep breath and lay down on top of her, putting his face right above her intimidating cock. After giving it a quick appreciative glance, he resumed where he left off, instantly filling up his mouth with several thick inches.
Scarlet entered a near hypnotic state as she continued to coat the puckered, pink hole with her drool, feeling its wrinkly texture on her tongue and the contraction around it each time she tried to push it deeper. Throughout her entire life, she had never had the opportunity to do this kind of thing. Despite talking about it as if she were an expert, this was her first time giving a rimjob, and it was everything she had dreamed about and more. The fruity taste and smell of a cute boy who evidently went to great lengths to not only look like a girl, but to smell like one too. All the while being stimulated by his eager mouth, slurping away at her cock like there was no tomorrow.
But as enjoyable as it was, it couldn’t last any longer. This was only meant as preparation. Scarlet wanted to enjoy Daniel’s body to the fullest, and it was high time to proceed to the next step.
“You’re ready,” Scarlet stated coldly after having ended her enthusiastic licking.
Daniel popped her cock out of her mouth and turned around to look at her as best he could. “Huh?”
“I want you to lie down on your back,” she said, pushing him off of her and sliding her legs off the couch, after which she grabbed him by the shoulders and held him close enough for him to feel her breath in his ear, letting her voice come out in a soft, seductive whisper: “So that I can fuck your tight little ass. Fill you up with my seed… How do you feel about that?”
A blissful smile spread across Daniel’s flushed face, merely from hearing her sweet, angelic whisper. “I was waiting for you to say that…” he mumbled, already busy getting into position on the couch.
Scarlet went quiet for a second, then let out a satisfied giggle. Although not what she had expected, she got the best response she could have wished for. She eyed him as he wordlessly lay down, resting his head on the opposite armrest and putting his entire front on display. It took all the mental power she possessed not to jump him right then and there, just from seeing his sexy body right in front of her. Thin, yet curvy where it mattered, and with skin as smooth as silk.
As calmly as she could, she took off her suit jacket and hung it on the side of the couch, then began unbuttoning her white shirt underneath. She was becoming increasingly impatient with each second that passed, her fingers struggling to properly fit the buttons through the holes, made even harder by the fact that she had a sexy little twink staring her down with bedroom eyes.
Fuck it, she thought, grabbing each edge of the shirt’s placket and ripping it apart, sending the remaining buttons flying. She wasted no time moving on to her bra, which, thankfully, was a front-close one, and quickly undid it, finally revealing her second most defining asset, the first being her cock, of course. Her eyes were locked onto Daniel’s, who in turn had his glued to the now-revealed chest of the sexy dean. She smirked, knowing damn well how perfect her tits were, perky and round, slightly freckled, and just as pale and rosy as the rest of her. But for now, they were only eye-candy for him. She was longing for release.
Like a predator, she suddenly pounced on top of the little boy and boxed him in with her arms around his, drawing out a surprised yelp from him. “Are you ready?” she asked, breathing heavily right onto his face while her rock-hard cock bobbed up and down between his spread legs, making her big ballsack swing back and forth.
“Yeah, I... ah!” The feeling of something huge, bigger than he remembered it being just a moment ago, pressing against his tight hole suddenly hit him. He looked down, seeing the fat, pale cock lodged between his cheeks, thinking that there was no way he was making it out of this unscathed. Furthermore, it only now dawned on him that Scarlet was about to fuck him with only spit as lube. And for some reason it was making him… really horny, pain be damned.
“F-fuck me, please…” he begged, staring deep into her eyes.
“I love it when you beg, baby...”
At last, there was nothing to hold her back. She flexed her buttocks, slowly pushing her tip into Daniel’s pink little boyhole, as he moaned and writhed in what could only be a mix of pleasure and pain. Scarlet pushed on, closing her eyes and biting her lip in pleasure as his warm insides hugged her thick shaft, slowly swallowing up every inch of her.
“God fucking damnit, you’re tight!” she hissed between her teeth, just as the vise-like grip of his ring gave way for her full length, ending up pushed firmly against her mound, covered in her coarse, ginger hair. She held it there for a moment of pure bliss, the entire surface area squeezed by Daniel’s virgin hole. Just as slowly as she had pushed it in, she pulled back until roughly half of her cock remained inside him, then thrusted again, faster and harder this time, surely causing a great deal of pain to the poor boy, but at the moment only caring about the mounting pleasure that rocked her body. She was far too into it to even notice any noise coming from him anyway.
Again and again, she pulled out and pushed her cock back into his hot depth, increasing her speed each time. Her deranged moans couldn’t have been contained even if she had tried, as if she had disconnected all rational thoughts in favor of her animalistic lust.
Minutes went by, minutes of pure, selfish ravaging and loud, wet slaps each time Scarlet buried her massive cock in her fucktoy’s colon. But at some point during her wild humping, something began gnawing at her subconsciousness. A feeling of guilt, perhaps?
This very feeling brought her back to her senses, and with a mild panic she opened her eyes for the first time since she began fucking the poor little Daniel’s now abused hole. But what she saw took her by surprise. There, right beneath her, inches from her face, was Daniel, his eyes closed and his mouth wide open, gasping in pleasure, almost silently so, as if he himself had been taken to another world of pure bliss, just like Scarlet had. Despite the lack of real lubrication, there was no sign of discomfort in his expression, as if he was naturally predisposed to be able to handle fat cocks.
His shiny, brown hair was splayed out over the armrest of the couch, and his girly face with the big, round glasses was beyond a doubt the most beautiful thing she had ever laid her eyes upon. And his mouth… God, it looked so… inviting.
Scarlet let one of her arms pass under his neck, lifting him up slightly while her opposite hand grabbed him by the back of his head. She planted her lips onto his, shoving her tongue inside his open mouth immediately upon connection and began kissing him as if trying to draw out his very soul. All the while beginning to force her cock in even harder, feeling him tighten up from their erotic kiss, bringing her dangerously close to filling him up with hot spunk in that very moment.
Daniel was taken aback at first, his eyes shooting open in surprise. But as soon as he realized what was happening he wrapped his arms around Scarlet’s back and kissed her back, with just as much passion as she was kissing him.
His foggy state of mind was disappearing, replaced with a clear feeling of happiness over what was taking place. He was being turned into a girl. Just like he had always wanted to be. This is what he had wished for, a strong-willed, domineering woman, with a fat, juicy cock swinging between her legs, big enough to make up for Daniel’s own inferior genes. And to have that very cock embedded deep in his boy-pussy, while his own, pathetic little clit simply swung around each time she entered him really showcased that this was the way he was meant to be treated.
All of a sudden, Scarlet ended the kiss with a wet pop and moved her mouth to Daniel’s ear instead. “I’m gonna fuck you every day...” she purred, giving him a wet smooch on his cheek. Her brutal sodomy didn’t let up for a second, in fact, it was only getting more intense as she neared orgasm. Her cock was being actively squeezed by Daniel’s anus, as if he was flexing it, perhaps wanting to milk it for a creamy deposit deep in his bowels. “Every day when school is over…” she purred, interrupting herself mid sentence to allow herself to pant heavily. “... You’ll come to my office… you’ll stay the night… and your dorm room is off limits… is that clear?”
“Mm… yes, Ms. Scarlet…”
Scarlet let out a muffled moan, feeling her cock start to twitch, aching to finally fill Daniel up. “I’m gonna cum inside you, Daniel… Beg for it… Beg for my cum!”
“Please cum inside me…” he murmured, his eyes locked with hers. “I want it all…”
Scarlet grunted like an animal, her face contorting into pure depravity. “Then take it... Take every last drop!”
Her eyes rolled back into her head as she felt the first surge of semen flow through her. It shot out of her urethra with such force that it almost seemed to drain her very life energy, making her go lightheaded as more and more equally impressive bursts of cum slowly filled up Daniel’s beaten up asshole. Her sweaty balls were continuously drawn up against her pelvis as if their content were pumped out of them, again and again, for what felt like minutes of nonstop cumming.
“Yes! More, please!” Daniel moaned ecstatically, feeling the liquid heat spreading throughout his belly. He could feel every throb, every pulse of boiling hot cum staining him, some of it ending up deep inside him while some of it squirted out of his asshole each time her massive girl-cock slid out, only to be slammed back inside, in a seemingly never-ending pistoning. The constant stimulation of his sore sphincter combined with the heat of Scarlet’s cum had him orgasming without touching himself whatsoever, although his own cumshot was nothing compared to hers, merely a thin, transparent trickle down his cock.
“I’m not done yet!” Scarlet shouted as she pulled her cock out and aimed it at Daniel’s chest, letting loose another few ropes across his torso, each one extending all the way from his pink nipples down to his pelvis, in a white, sticky criss-cross pattern.
Finally, her orgasm was subsiding, the last few drops dripping out onto Daniel’s belly that was already sticky with cum. She closed her eyes as she panted in exhaustion, overcome with satisfaction over what was easily her best lay yet. It was at this stage that she would normally expect to be hit with post-orgasm clarity, but strangely enough, there was only pride and joy on her mind, despite the shameful act she had just engaged in.
In the midst of her afterglow, however, she suddenly felt a shuffle on the couch in front of her. She opened her eyes to see Daniel, crawling towards her and reaching out to grab her softening shaft. He proceeded to lift it up right to his face, and only when he opened his mouth did Scarlet realize what he was about to do.
“Daniel, that’s been in your—”
“More cum…” he interrupted, his eyes fixed on her cock in a near zombie-like state as he started licking the tip, desperate to taste more of her.
Scarlet chuckled and gently grabbed his wrist, prying his hand off her. “I’m flattered, but I’m afraid there’s no time for this right now. You need to return to class.”
Judging from the look on his face, her words clearly instilled a sense of disappointment in him. “Oh… right,” he mumbled, setting his feet down on the floor and standing up with his head hanging low.
“But take a shower first,” she said, pointing at a bathroom door next to her desk. “Can’t go back like that, can you?”
Daniel nodded and gave her an awkward smile as he began walking over to the door. He couldn’t help but feel a bit as if Scarlet turned… well, cold rather quickly after she finished. Perhaps she was just trying to act professional?
But before he had the chance to ponder it any further, he heard her voice behind him: “Oh, and remember what I told you. You’re coming back tonight. We’ll continue where we left off.”
A big, stupid grin grew on his face. “Yes, Ms. Scarlet!” he bubbled, keeping his face turned away from her so as to not show how embarrassingly excited he was. Needless to say, the “treatment” had definitely worked. He hadn’t felt this happy in a long time.
Scarlet’s gaze was fixed on the boy’s round butt as it bounced ever so slightly with each step he took. He closed the door to the bathroom after himself, although despite that, she could still hear a distinct cheerful humming coming from inside it. It did bring a smile to her face, but as she sat back down on the couch all by herself, she was suddenly reminded of why she was in this scenario in the first place.
Those girls. The two nasty brats that had dared lay their hands on the sweet little Daniel. He was the epitome of innocence. How could they?!