Everyone in this story is over the age of 18
Scarlett looked around the room, the reality of it all slowly dawning on her. She was completely naked and bent over -- lewdly exposing every bit of her body. A slim, brown-haired boy was standing next to her, also totally nude. His eager cock pointed straight at her.
Compounding things further, Scarlett was loaded up with hormones to make her incomprehensibly horny and incredibly fertile. She was surrounded by roughly thirty other stalls, each filled with her classmates -- all equally naked, drugged, and worked up as she was.
The experience was so overwhelming, her brain was only capable of forming one word, over and over again.
YES!!!!!
This was the best day of her life, by far.
Scarlett turned to her assigned partner, sure he'd be feeling the same level of excitement. If there was one thing that she knew about boys, it was that they
loved
sex. This had to be a dream come true for him. But he was standing off to the side of the stall, looking strangely anxious.
His name was Xavier, Scarlett remembered. He was cute, with a compact body and a warm smile. Scarlett remembered him from a few of her classes, always well-dressed in a sweater and corduroy trousers.
Now, of course, he was naked. Scarlett was excited to see he had a very nice boy body. A bit boney, perhaps. But there was one big bone on his body that Scarlett was more than excited about. His penis wasn't thick but nicely long with a bit of a taper at the end. It stuck out wonderfully from a thick, dark bush of hair. Scarlett supposed he had other features -- arms, legs, and the like -- but those weren't nearly as important.
"Um, hi," Xavier said, noticing Scarlett's stare. He ran his eyes over her body, a salacious mix of hunger and fear.
Scarlett chose to think of herself as 'full-figured.' She wasn't fat; maybe a couple pounds overweight. And even if she didn't eat for a year, she'd always be thick. That was just the way genetics made her.
There were awesome benefits to being that way, though. Her boobs were freaking huge, and she had a big, curvy butt. More than a few guys had called her the apex of sexy. Well, she imagined boys talking to her that way, anyway.
In real life, Scarlett was super shy. She couldn't talk to a guy without turning bright red and giggling like an idiot. The issue was, she was also ultra horny. Like, all the time.
Scarlett had tried everything: watching porn, using toys, none of it seemed to satisfy her. Worse, the more she engaged with it, the more twisted her urges became. A thirty-person, doggystyle, forced impregnation orgy, though? Scarlett was pretty sure that was going to suit her needs just fine.
"Hello?" Xavier again tried to get Scarlett's attention. She laughed to herself. She was so excited by the idea of everything that was going on, she wasn't pay attention to it as it actually happened.
"Isn't this awesome?" Scarlett asked.
Xavier startled. "I mean, um. Not really?"
"Come on, look at this!" Scarlett said. "Everyone we know is around us, fucking like animals. It's so hot!"
Xavier looked around, nervously, at the other stalls. He sure didn't seem to be enjoying anything. Again, Scarlett couldn't understand it. He had a hot, dark-haired girl tied up and raring to go right in front of him! It didn't get any better than that.
"No no, it's great," Xavier said. "I'm just, um, a little nervous? I'm, ummm..." He leaned in, like he was about to tell Scarlett the world's most terrible secret. His voice a ragged whisper. "I'm a virgin."
"That's great!" Scarlett exclaimed, "I am too! That's so spicy. Both of us learning together." She made a point of adding 'first-time' to the rapidly growing list of kinks she'd be able to check off in a moment.
Xavier stepped back, his eyes widening even further. Scarlett went from confused to concerned. A normal boy would already be halfway buried in her needy cunt by now. All of her usual problems -- her terminal shyness, her giggly self -- were neutralized by the situation. While all of her strengths -- her built-for-sex body and her permanent DTF status -- should have put her over the top.
Instead, Xavier kept eyeing her like she was a rabid wolverine about to rip him to little bitsies.
"Do you think, maybe, we could talk first?" Xavier asked, "You know, get to know each other better?"
Get to... What?
This kid had walked into a straight-up, triple-X, hardcore porno, but he kept acting like he was the lead in a PG, John Green adaptation.
What the fuck?!
"Ok, fine," Scarlett said, resigned to the situation. It was weird introducing herself completely naked, bent over at the waist, and hooked to a metal bar. But she didn't have much choice.
Xavier sat down on the floor next to her, legs crossed. His penis stuck up like a fleshy obelisk. "I remember you from Social Studies," he said, "You were always passing notes in the back with another girl."
"That's Riley," Scarlett said, "We do drama together." She looked around and saw that her tiny, blonde best friend was eagerly getting plowed by some oversized dude she didn't know. If only she could have been paired with
that
rapacious brigand instead of Sir Sweetness.
"Right," Xavier said, "I saw you in the one-act play last month. You were really good."
"Thanks," Scarlett said, "Can we start fucking now? Or do you want me to go through my whole life story first?"
Xavier blushed. "I just feel like I should get to know you," he said, "At least a little bit."
"Wouldn't you rather be plumbing my depths in a different way?" Scarlett asked.
"I'm not that kind of guy," Xavier said. He looked down at the ground, like he was legitimately ashamed to admit it. "I mean, I like women. Definitely. But don't you need feelings to be able to do something like this? I always assumed I'd fall in love first."
Scarlett sighed. She supposed she could be a little more patient with the guy. But if he didn't start slamming her soon, she was going to have to rip herself out of this contraption, shove him into position, and take him, herself.
"Ok, so tell me about yourself," Scarlett said.
