The College Chronicles

A few minutes later Camila came into my class and told me everything. I still wasn't sure how her plan was gonna work. But she told me to have faith in her.

When the college got over at 2 PM. Kate was strolling to her car in the parking lot.

Camila stopped her by shouting from a distance, "Mrs. Bigheart!"

Kate turned around and saw Camila running toward her.

Kate didn't wanna notice but when Camila ran, her frock kept riding up her toned thighs, threatening to reveal more at the moment.

But then she came to a halt before Kate.

She said, panting, "Ma'am... take... me... with you."

Kate had no idea the 'mom plan' would be active from the same day, but she had promised Camila.

Kate then said with a welcoming smile, "Come on. Hop in."

Camila sat in Kate's car. Kate drove Camila to her house. It was a big one and she lived in it all alone with just her babysitter.

Kate was really astonished to see how rich Camila was.

Camila then took Kate to her bedroom and the bedroom screamed PINK!

Pink pillows. Pink bed. Pink walls. Pink Cupboards. Even the ceiling was pink.

Kate smirked, entering the room, "You like pink a lot."

Camila accidentally blurted out, "Because my pussy is also pink."

Fuck! Kate was her teacher.

Did Camila forget all her manners?

Kate looked at Camila in such a way that she was gonna give her a big lecture.

Kate said, "Now I know why you need me."

Kate, on the contrary, was kind.

Kate continued, "Words like these don't suit a young lady like you."

Camila breathed a sigh of relief! Thank God.

Kate said, looking at the clock, "Well, you have 50 more minutes left. What do you need me to do?"

Camila had spoken 'pussy' in front of her. Now she was technically allowed to go further.

At least that's what she thought.

Camila looked at Kate's chest without any shame and said, "I want your milk, Mom."

Kate stepped back, shocked, "What? You're crazy. Which mother feeds their adult daughter?"

Camila, the one who had a brilliant range of emotions, added, "I have never had a chance to drink milk from my mother. Because she died while giving birth to me, and now you're acting like my mom, so technically..."

Camila looked down, and began to sob.

Of Course that was fake.

Kate came closer and put her hands on Camila's shoulders, trying to comfort her, "Look Camila, I know you've been through a lot. But seeing your teacher's breasts is not a moral thing."

Camila's nipples hardened, hearing the word "breasts" from Kate's mouth.

Camila knew she had to take things slow, "Okay, Mrs. Bigheart. But I will keep on asking everyday until you feed me."

Kate realised that playing Mom of Camila was proving to be very hard.

She wasn't ready for such commitment.

Kate then said in an apologetic tone, "Camila, I don't know. Feeding you is not what I had in my mind. If you keep on making these types of requests, then I don't know if I'd be able to play your Mom."

What the fuck!?

Camila! Do something. Your plan will be considered a failure on your first day. Camila thought.

Camila had nothing to say.

She wasn't gonna lose like this.

Kate then said, planting a kiss on Camila's forehead, "I am sorry, Camila Cumming. But I need to go."

Kate turned, showing her fat ass in black pants to Kate.

The ass cheeks began to sway slowly as Kate began to move out of the room.

Camila said hurriedly, "Stop. Please."

Kate turned, "What?"

Camila tried to think, "Ummm... I."

Think! Camila.

Think!

Camila looked around.

Got it! She was so rich. She should use her biggest weapon. Her money!

Camila proposed, "For every hour you spend with me, I'm gonna give you a thousand bucks for that."

Kate's eyes widened.

If she agreed to Camila's proposal, then she'd make so much more than her current salary.

Camila had her attention.

All Kate had to do was say YES!

Kate asked again to confirm, "$1000 for an hour?"

Camila said, "Yes, only to make you my mom, Mrs. Bigheart. You'll just be my mother. Only mine."

Kate could feel that Camila had begun to get possessive of her and Kate hadn't even said yes.

Kate gulped down a knot, "I'll need 24 hours to answer."

Kate went to her house. Talked to her husband about his day (my distant cousin), but her mind was somewhere else. She was thinking about Camila's offer. She wanted to make more money.

All she had to do was be Camila's mother. Although the definition of 'mother' for Camila would be slightly different from what Kate had in mind.

But Kate had to decide.

She had to decide fast.

Next day came. She went to teach her class, and out of the whole class, only six girls were present.

But the interesting fact was... Camila was absent.

But why? She was a regular girl.

Was she somehow upset?

Kate couldn't even teach the class with full concentration.

Two more hours passed. My class was over too. All the students had left the department.

It was just me and Kate sitting across a table in an empty classroom. She had lines of worry drawn across her face.

I couldn't help but ask, "Everything good, ma'am?"

She wanted to speak, and I just triggered the button.

Talking about buttons, let me tell you what she was wearing. A plain white shirt with buttons to her neck. Damn! Why was she afraid to show some skin?

And below that shirt, she had a simple green skirt which gracefully fell to her ankles.

She said, "Sir, you know Camila?"

I said, "Yeah! A brilliant student of ours."

I asked, "Did she do something?"

Kate hesitated for a moment, "See, we are colleagues, but I don't share anything private with you. No offense."

I shook my head - None taken.

Kate took a pause and then, "You're also my distant brother-in-law, but I don't really believe in those distant relatives."

I nodded, "Okay..."

Kate then took a deep breath, "In short, Camila wanted a mother. I agreed to play her mother for an hour yesterday."

I complimented her, "Good. Nothing wrong with that."

Kate got even more tense, and her voice became kind of like a whisper, "But when I reached her home yesterday. She asked me to..."

I waited.

She let her thoughts out, "Asked me to feed her."

I understood what she was saying. But I wanted her to speak those golden words.

So I acted like a dumbo, "What's wrong with feeding her food? She might be hungry."

Kate pressed on, "Not food. She wanted milk."

I still acted like one, "Should've grabbed her one glass then."

Kate didn't wanna say it, but I left her no option, "She wanted to drink my milk."

I accidentally looked at Kate's chest for barely a second and looked up at her face, "Your milk... no... Your milk, damn?"

Kate nodded, "Now you know."

I said, "Yes. So what did you do then?"

Kate explained, "I said no. But she offered me $1000 per day."

My mouth opened wide in shock, "$1000 per day. That's huge. We just earn $3000 per month."

Kate agreed with me, "That's why I took 24 hours. What should I do? I am so confused."

I tried to convince her to go while being clever, "Well, the money is huge. But you will be showing your..."

I was going to say - Milkers.

But then I made that word sophisticated, "...Your body to her."

Kate cursed herself, "Yes. The worst part."

Kate bent slightly toward me, "Patrick Sir, I just have an hour more left. Help me. I can't tell this thing to anyone else."

I gave it a proper thought of like one whole minute, then told me my plan, "You might reject my idea, but we can do a test of comfort."

She furrowed her brow, "Test?"