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"I wouldn't have advised that, but it's your decision," [[Miss Beaumont]] says. "I'll inform Coach Donovan." <><>[[You]] walk off to the boys' locker room, following the other boys. As you pass [[Coach Donovan]], he says, "Parker, you've got locker 32. [[Manny]] here has the locker next to you and he'll help you out if you have any questions." [[Manny]] gives you a grin. Oh, great, you think, [[Manny]]. One of Sean's goons. The two of you walk into the locker room and he leads you to your locker and opens his own to your right. You look in the locker and all there is is a pair of tight fitting trunks, a pair of wrestling shoes, and a pair of socks. "This is it? That's the uniform? There's no shirt?" "Yeah, that's it. We wrestle shirtless, the way it's supposed to be done," Manny says. "There's not even a jockstrap!" you say. "We wear them in matches, but not in practice. We like to give a good show to the other half of the gym and the trunks and no jockstrap let us show off what we've got. It's okay, you just tuck it between your legs and the trunks will hold it in place." Great, you think, you'd have to have an enormous dick, even when flaccid, to do that. You assume he's joking until you notice all the boys around you stripping down to put on the trunks and realize that he wasn't joking. Compared to you, even before the Process started, almost all the boys are considerably bigger. "Come on," Manny says, "time to change." You strip off your shirt when you realize your wrap will be exposed. Manny anticipates what you're thinking and says, "Don't worry about the wrap. Coach said it was okay for you to wear that when wrestling." You sit down on the bench to take your shoes off when you feel a tap on your left shoulder. You swing your head around only to find yourself face to dick with [[Sean]], who is totally nude with his flaccid tool hanging halfway down his thigh. "Hey <>slut<>sissy<>, what are you doing here with the boys? <>Cocksuckers<>Sissies<> are supposed to be in the other locker room." [[Stand up to him.]] [[Try to ignore him.]] :: Try to ignore him. <>[[You]] turn your head so you don't have to stare at his tool and go back to taking off your shoes. "I asked you a question, <>slut<>sissy<>," [[Sean]] says. [[Stand up to him.]] [[Try to appease him.]] :: Try to appease him. <><>"Mr. Hilliard told me I had to be in the boys' gym class," [[you|You]] lie. [[Sean]] scoffs. "That's not what I heard. [[Coach Donovan]] says that Mr. Hilliard strongly suggested you join the girls like you're supposed to, but that you insisted on being in the boys' class instead. So I'm guessing you just wanted to ogle us. Thought I'd give you a<>nother<> good look at my dick." He takes it in his hand and waves it at you. <>You follow his waving dick back and forth with your eyes, entranced by the sight. When he stops, you break out of your reverie and are disgusted with yourself. Damn hormones!<> "If you're a good sissy, maybe later I'll let you go down on it<> again<>." Sean turns and strides back to his locker. <>You find yourself staring at his muscular, toned ass as he walks away before snapping yourself out of it.<> You finish undressing and manage to conceal your penis from everybody, including [[Manny]] as you get your trunks and wrestling shoes on. You walk out to the gym and look over to the girls. They are quite a sight in their midriff-baring cheerleader uniforms, waving their pom-poms. You see a couple do some kicks and notice that, unlike normal high school cheerleaders, they aren't wearing bloomers over their panties. [[Continue.|Start wrestling]] :: Stand up to him. <><>[[You]] swallow hard and turn to face him. You feel weak gazing at his massive chest, rock-hard abs, and stout thighs. My God, you think, he's built like a Greek god. "Then what are you doing in here?" you ask and immediately regret it when you hear a number of the boys around you suck in their breath. [[Sean]] just stares at you with his mouth hanging open. Then he guffaws. "Really using those tits to your advantage, aren't you? All right, I can take it. [[Coach Donovan]] told me that you chose to wrestle with the boys, though. Don't expect me to go easy with you on the mat." With that, he turns and strides back to his locker. <>You find yourself staring at his muscular, toned ass as he walks away before snapping yourself out of it.<> You finish undressing and manage to conceal your penis from everybody, including [[Manny]] as you get your trunks and wrestling shoes on. You walk out to the gym and look over to the girls. They are quite a sight in their midriff-baring cheerleader uniforms, waving their pom-poms. You see a couple do some kicks and notice that, unlike normal high school cheerleaders, they aren't wearing bloomers over their panties. [[Continue.|Start wrestling]] :: Start wrestling [[Coach Donovan]] has you all line up and starts pairing up wrestlers. He pairs you with the smallest boy in the class, other than yourself. "Okay, [[Sean]] and I are going to demonstrate some holds to use from on top and I want you all to practice them. At the end of the class, Sean will choose an opponent to wrestle against to demonstrate some full match techniques." Sean and the coach demonstrate a number of different holds on each other and [[you|You]] and the other boy practice them. You quickly realize that he's much stronger than you are and is easily able to break out of your holds while you are notably unsuccessful in breaking out of his. About ten minutes into practicing, you notice that the boy has an erection straining against his trunks. You remember what Mr. Anderson told you about your pheromones and you begin to realize why school policy is to move male Processees to the girls' gym class. On the other hand, you glance over at the girls bouncing around in their skirts and midriff-baring shirts and flashing their panties and you're thankful that you managed to escape that fate. Still, they're awfully distracting. "Okay, switch partners," Coach Donovan says. Your partner, who had been maneuvering you into a pin, leaves you on the mat exhausted. You're rather relieved that your horny classmate is going to be traded out for someone else. [[Manny]] comes over and grabs your hand to help you to your feet. "I see you've been hanging pretty tough over here," he says. "Don't worry, I'll go easy on you." He is true to his word, though he is much, much stronger than the other boy and vastly stronger than you and has no difficulty manhandling you to wherever he wants you to go. He does grab your ass a couple of times which is distracting. Each time, though, it seems to be part of a legitimate move. Coach Donovan calls for everybody to switch a few more times so you practice with a few other boys. When it's time to switch each time, whoever you're wrestling with has always become visibly excited. By the last one, you find the smell of musk and sweat to be overpowering and you find yourself, to your disgust, excited as well. "Okay," Coach Donovan says, "Sean is going to pick a boy to wrestle against now." Sean makes a show of surveying the class before pointing at you. "Okay, Parker," Coach Donovan says, "get up here and wrestle. Everybody else join the girls and watch." You are flabbergasted. You!? Hasn't anyone been watching? You've been getting killed all day. You sigh. Yet another humiliation to endure, you guess. [[Wrestle against Sean.]] :: Wrestle against Sean. [[You]] walk onto the mat. [[Coach Donovan]] takes out a coin and flips it. "Call it, Parker," he says. "Heads," you say and see it come down tails. "Okay, [[Sean]] starts out on top," Coach says. You get down on your hands and knees on the mat and Sean gets into the standard up position. Coach blows the whistle and Sean immediately drives you forward so you're prone on the mat. He quickly grabs your left wrist and straddles you, using his right arm to get you into a half-nelson. You struggle back up to your hands and knees, pushing your ass up against Sean. You second-guess this strategy though when you realize you're pushing your ass up against his crotch and you can feel his hard-on pushing against you. You suddenly realize that something like that may be your only hope of escaping him. You're certainly not going to beat him in a fair fight so distracting him may be the only way. Or you can try to free your wrist and then break his hold. [[Push your ass back against him.]] [[Try to free your wrist.]] :: Push your ass back against him. <><><><>You know you should try to break out of his hold, but you're entranced by the feel of his erect cock rubbing against your ass. <>Instead of struggling, [[you|You]] subtly rub your ass back against his cock. Perhaps this will distract him so you can get loose. "Hey!" [[Sean]] yells. "This fucking sissy's rubbing his ass against my cock!" Your face burns and you are consumed with shame, but your own dick is also rock hard. Sean keeps grinding his cock against your ass while continuing to immobilize you with his arms and legs. "I think I should get to fuck her," Sean says to [[Coach Donovan]]. //What? Fuck her?// You're not a girl, you're not gay, and you're certainly not going to be fucked by this asshole in front of the entire class. And you assume there's no way Coach Donovan would allow it. Coach squats down to look right into your eyes, which are starting to well up with tears of shame and humiliation, and says in a quiet voice, "Parker? If you want to say no, just say no, and I'll stop the match." [[Say no.]] [[Say nothing.]] :: Say no. <><>"No, please no," [[you|You]] whimper. "[[Sean]] wins by forfeit," [[Coach Donovan]] announces. "Damn it," Sean hisses as he gets up off of you. "You little pricktease. Sooner or later you're going to be begging me to fuck you. All the sluts do eventually. And when you do, I hope you remember this, because I will."<> "All right, everybody, hit the showers," Coach yells. <>[[Get up and go to the locker room.|Ambushed]]<>[[Get up and go to the locker room.]]<> :: Ambushed [[You]] go to the locker room and stand by your locker. You consider that showering with a bunch of horny boys with your womanly body secreting pheromones like crazy may not be the best idea. Besides, if you shower, you either have to take off your wrap and show off your tits or get it soaked. Plus, your damn erection still won't go down. The combination of your hormones, the action on the mat, and the smell of the locker room seem to have you in a fixed state of arousal. You really don't want to show the boys how excited you are to be around them. However, you really need a shower. You don't seem to sweat nearly as heavily as you used to and it actually smells rather sweet, but you figure that must mean that you're just oozing pheromones so you want to get in and wash them off. You can hear the boys hooting in the showers and decide to hang out in the locker room until they're all done. Soon enough, they start trickling back to their lockers, drying themselves off with their towels. There's a huge amount of cockflesh on display and some of the boys seem to be deliberately flashing you. Damn, you think, Rosestead boys are //hung//. You are even more ashamed of what you have left of your member, but you know you couldn't have competed with any of them even before the Process. When all the boys seem to have cleared out, you take off your trunks and shoes and carefully remove your wrap. You wrap a towel around your body and walk off to the showers, which are now empty. You turn on the shower and are soaping yourself up when you hear a low wolf whistle. You look up and see a stark naked [[Sean]], sporting a massive erection, and you scramble to cover your tits with one arm and grab your dick with the other. "Get out of here!" you yell. "I'm pretty sure this is the boys' shower," Sean says and he advances on you menacingly. You shrink into the corner of the showers, still trying vainly to protect your modesty. You are terrified by this large, powerful man who had just done whatever he liked with you on the wrestling mat coming toward you. As a man, you'd probably find yourself in fight-or-flight mode, but those crazy hormones of yours seem to be doing quite a bit to soothe and relax you. You calm yourself and are determined to talk your way out of this situation and avoid getting raped. "What can I do for you, Sean?" you ask, in a much more seductive voice than you intended. You stare at his intimidating clublike penis which you kissed yesterday and felt rubbing against your ass just ten minutes ago and briefly wonder what it would feel like in your mouth or in your ass, though you shake that off. You suddenly understand why they're sometimes referred to as "weapons" and you furiously think what you can do to go about disarming him. "Well, you see, sissy, I've got a problem as you can see. There's this little cocktease who keeps kissing my dick or rubbing her ass against it and then leaving me unsatisfied. What do you suppose I should do about this?" Sean has now backed you completely into your corner and looms above you, making you feel small, weak, and powerless. "Well," you say, "I'm sure she didn't mean to do that...mmmff." While you're speaking, he sweeps you into his powerful arms and gives you a powerful, dominating kiss on the mouth. His hands are stroking your wet back and ass and his huge cock is pressed up against your upper thigh. In the process, he has swept your arms off to the side, exposing your tits and penis to his gaze. He pushes a leg between your legs and you find his naked leg brushing your penis. Your penis is painfully erect and this contact is so exciting that you involuntarily start humping his leg slightly, like a dog. [[Try to get off.]] [[Keep resisting.]] :: Keep resisting. [[You]] try to ignore your sexual desire and pull away, but his grip is too tight. [[He|Sean]] grabs your wrists and splays your arms out over your head against the wall behind you. "None of that, slut," Sean says. You look into his cold, hard eyes pleadingly. Despite yourself, you've never been even remotely as excited as you are right now and you're sure that even a gentle breeze would make you come. You're panting and shuddering a bit and you can't even imagine what a pathetic sight you must be. You burn with humiliation, but even that seems to be feeding your excitement. You try to resist, but you start having crazy fantasies about submitting to this young god in front of you and letting him use and abuse you any way he likes. You begin to think that maybe just the right fantasy would cause you to come without even touching yourself and you start clenching your thighs together to try to get pressure on your dick. "Please, Sean, let me go," you beg. "Why, whatever is the matter?" Sean asks in a voice of faux-innocence. "Are you a little excited?" [[Yes.]] [[No.]] :: Try to get off. <>Your resistance crumbles and [[you|You]] soon find yourself kissing him back and humping against [[him|Sean]] hard, trying desperately to get off. He releases you and pushes away from you. Moaning with need, you start stroking your penis yourself, but Sean grabs your wrists and splays your arms out over your head against the wall behind you. "None of that, slut," Sean says. You look into his cold, hard eyes pleadingly. You've never been even remotely as excited as you are right now and you're sure that even a gentle breeze would make you come. You're panting and shuddering and you can't even imagine what a pathetic sight you must be. You burn with humiliation, but even that seems to be feeding your excitement. You try to resist, but you start having crazy fantasies about submitting to this young god in front of you and letting him use and abuse you any way he likes. You begin to think that maybe just the right fantasy would cause you to come without even touching yourself and you start clenching your thighs together to try to get pressure on your dick. "Please, Sean, let me go," you beg. "Why, whatever is the matter?" Sean asks in a voice of faux-innocence. "Are you a little excited?" [[Yes.]] [[No.]] :: No. [[You]] try to play it off. "No, I'm not excited," you say. "I happen to be a guy and other guys don't turn me on." [[Sean]] gestures to your crotch. "Well, that says otherwise," he responds. He then tweaks your rock-hard nipples. "And so do these. But whatever. Not very fun being teased, is it?" You don't respond. "All right," he continues. "It seems to me you owe me a blowjob and a fuck." He presses down on your shoulders until you sink to your knees before him, staring at his incredibly intimidating genitals. "Make sure to get it wet, slut. You know where it's going next," he says. [[Suck his cock.|Sucking Cock in the Shower]] [[Refuse.|Refuse in the Shower]] :: Yes. <>[[You]] hesitate. "Well?" he says. "Yes." "Yes what?" "Yes, I'm excited." Your blush deepens. "You want to come?" "Oh yesss. I want to come," you say in a moaning hiss. "Not fun being teased, is it?" [[Sean]] says. "Noo," you moan. "Please, Sean. I'll never tease you again." "I'll bet you won't. It seems to me you owe me a blowjob and a fuck. Get down there and suck my cock. If you do a good job, I'll fuck you until you come." This is too horrifying to contemplate. "Sean, please not that. Can I jerk you off instead?" He doesn't respond. Still holding your hands, he presses down on your shoulders until you sink to your knees before him. You gaze up at him in awe and humility, quietly admiring his calm and assertive dominance. Your eyes travel down his perfect body to his incredibly intimidating genitals. "Make sure to get it wet, slut. You know where it's going next," Sean says. [[Suck his cock.|Sucking Cock in the Shower]] [[Refuse.|Refuse in the Shower]] :: Refuse in the Shower <><><><>"I'm not going to suck your cock, [[Sean]]," [[you|You]] say. "Oh, I think you'll find you will," he responds. Since, like an idiot, you're kneeling there with your mouth open, he thrusts his big tool right into your mouth and down your windpipe, causing you to gag and choke. He takes a few more hard thrusts into your throat until he's satisfied. "Okay, slut, on your hands and knees. And don't you dare touch that little clit of yours." [[Hands and knees.]] [[Refuse.|Refuse in the Shower 2]] :: Sucking Cock in the Shower <>[[You]] gulp, nod, and stare at it for a bit. You need to come so desperately, you have decided that it's worth your complete emasculation and you resolve to do it. You close your eyes and inhale deeply. Oh my God, you realize, I //want// to do this. Taking one more deep breath, you take his cock head into your mouth and immediately swallow as deeply as you possibly can. You gag a bit, come up for air, and do it again, using as much saliva as you can. You start bobbing your head on his cock and get even more excited when you elicit a moan from him. You feel trampy, slutty, whorish, ashamed, humiliated, hot, submissive, degraded, used, but, most of all, incredibly horny. [[Sean]] pulls his cock out of your mouth and you involuntarily start chasing it with your mouth, but he teasingly pulls it away. "Please, Sean," you say. "Please what?" he says. "Don't make me say it." "Say it." "Please let me suck your cock." He gives you back his cock and you ravenously devour it, drooling as much as possible on it. It smells and tastes like pure sex so you have no shortage of drool. "Okay, slut, on your hands and knees. And don't you dare touch that little clit of yours."<><><><> [[Hands and knees.]] [[Refuse.|Refuse in the Shower 2]] :: Refuse in the Shower 2 [[You]] try to resist, but [[he|Sean]] easily propels you to your hands and knees. He puts his hands on your hips and spreads your cheeks apart. You try to scramble away, but he pulls you back and gives you a hard whack on the ass. You are too ashamed to look at him, but out of the corner of your eye, you see that he has put his feet on either side of you and is bending his knees. He pokes his cockhead at your anus and massages it gently. God, you think, he's going to split me in half. He keeps pushing against you with gentle thrusts. He keeps pushing against you gently until finally your sphincter opens up enough to accept his cockhead. You give a long, low groan of mixed pain and pleasure, but he stops trying to enter you and just holds the head of his penis there. Sean takes a hold of your waist and drives his dick into your ass. To your great surprise, your toes curl up and a powerful wave starting in your ass and crotch and traveling up to your head engulfs you. You stop breathing and immediately clench your hands into tight fists. Your sphincter clenches up and you feel like you have a baseball bat sliding in and out of your ass as Sean just starts fucking you through your orgasm. You involuntarily make a series of girlish squeals. You don't even care that much that your penis shoots spurt after spurt of come onto the floor and then your mind goes completely blank. When you come to, your head and torso have collapsed onto the floor although you're still up on your knees. Sean is still fucking you and the rocking motion is causing your tits to rub back and forth on the floor. Your dick and nipples are still hard as rocks and Sean's relentless jackhammering soon has you panting and moaning again. Then he varies his pace and angle and manages to get even deeper penetration, causing you to orgasm again. This one is much smaller, but still powerful. You shoot some more come onto the floor and give your little girlish yelps. And he doesn't stop. You have a third orgasm. And he still doesn't stop. You have a fourth orgasm. Your ass is stretched and sore. You are sure you physically can't come any more. And finally, mercifully, Sean gives a grunt of triumph and comes deep in your bowels. He pulls out of you and you collapse to the floor.<><><><><> [[Continue.|Shower Aftermath]] :: Hands and knees. <>[[You]] never even consider disobeying him, dropping to your hands and knees and pushing your ass up to him. You even wiggle it a bit, hoping it will entice him. "Reach back and hold your ass open for me," [[Sean]] says. You groan at the humiliation, but reach back and pull open your asscheeks, exposing your rosebud to his gaze. You can't even imagine the contempt he must have for you, watching you submissively spread yourself for his penetration. You are too ashamed to look at him, but out of the corner of your eye, you see that he has put his feet on either side of you and is bending his knees. He pokes his cockhead at your anus and massages it gently. God, you think, he's going to split me in half. He keeps pushing against you with gentle thrusts. You try to hold your ass open for him, but you're trembling and shaking so much that you frequently have to renew your grip. He keeps pushing against you gently until finally your sphincter opens up enough to accept his cockhead. You give a long, low groan of mixed pain and pleasure, but he stops trying to enter you and just holds the head of his penis there. After about half a minute, you can't take it any more. "Please, Sean," you say. "Please what?" "Please fuck me," you say. "Are you my slut?" "Yes." "Yes what?" "Yes, I'm your slut." "Are you sorry you were such a pricktease?" "Yes, I'm sorry I was such a pricktease." "Do you want me to fuck you up the ass?" "Yes, I want you to fuck me up the ass." With that, Sean takes a hold of your waist and drives his dick into your ass. Your toes curl up and a powerful wave starting in your ass and crotch and traveling up to your head engulfs you. You stop breathing and have to let go of your ass to catch yourself with your hands to keep from falling over. You immediately clench your hands into tight fists. Your sphincter clenches up and you feel like you have a baseball bat sliding in and out of your ass as Sean just starts fucking you through your orgasm. You involuntarily make a series of girlish squeals. You don't even care that much that your penis shoots spurt after spurt of come onto the floor and then your mind goes completely blank. When you come to, your head and torso have collapsed onto the floor although you're still up on your knees. Sean is still fucking you and the rocking motion is causing your tits to rub back and forth on the floor. Your dick and nipples are still hard as rocks and Sean's relentless jackhammering soon has you panting and moaning again. Then he varies his pace and angle and manages to get even deeper penetration, causing you to orgasm again. This one is much smaller, but still powerful. You shoot some more come onto the floor and give your little girlish yelps. And he doesn't stop. You have a third orgasm. And he still doesn't stop. You have a fourth orgasm. Your ass is stretched and sore. You are sure you physically can't come any more. And finally, mercifully, Sean gives a grunt of triumph and comes deep in your bowels. He pulls out of you and you collapse to the floor.<><><><><> [[Continue.|Shower Aftermath]] :: Shower Aftermath [[Sean]] quickly showers while you lie on the shower floor, collapsed in exhaustion. He walks out to the locker room, leaving you alone. [[You]] lie there for about five minutes and are just starting to struggle to your feet when he returns to the shower, fully clothed. He picks you up in his arms as if you're as light as a feather and carries you into the locker room. When he carries you out of the locker room and into the gym, you gasp and try to protest, but he shushes you and walks you over to a door. He opens the door and brings you into [[Coach Donovan]]'s office, where Coach is sitting at his desk doing paperwork. "Hey, Coach," Sean says, "Parker here just got a Sean Special and needs somewhere to recuperate. Can I leave her here on your couch?" Coach Donovan says, "Sure, I'm her advisor. I'll take care of her. You sure didn't waste any time breaking her in, did you, Sean?" "Never could resist a Processee," Sean says as he lays you on the couch and <>tenderly <>covers you with a blanket. "Yeah, I was the same when I was your age," Coach Donovan says and Sean walks out. You snuggle into the blanket and find yourself asleep in less than a minute. You find yourself shaken awake by Coach Donovan less than an hour later. He says, "Parker, I gave Mrs. Smiley a pass to let you out of history class which you've already missed, but I have a class this period so you have to go to your next class. There's nobody in the gym right now so go get showered and dressed. Also, get a wet towel and clean up my couch. You've been leaking Sean's semen onto it." Embarrassed, you get up, clutching the blanket in front of you and do as he says. Your ass is on fire and you feel like you've passed a spiked club, but the shower makes you feel much better and refreshed. You return, fully dressed, to Coach Donovan's office and clean up his couch under his watchful eye, burning with humiliation.<> [[Finish your classes.]] :: Say nothing. <><><>[[You]]'re momentarily in shock. He can't possibly be serious, can he!? Blinking back your tears, you start to clear your throat, but no words have come out before [[Coach Donovan]] gives [[Sean]] a silent nod and says quietly so no one but the three of you can hear, "Not too rough, though, Sean. It's her first time." <> :: Sex with Sean It doesn't seem like Sean plans to take much notice of Coach Donovan's instructions as he quickly frees his arms from their grip on you and yanks down his trunks with a single obviously practiced move, freeing his penis from its prison. Your own trunks get similarly pulled down to your knees and Sean yanks your head back so he can put you into a chokehold with his powerful left arm. You're not sure why he bothers; it's probably obvious to the whole class that there's no fight left in you. "You little pricktease, I'm going to fuck you good," Sean says. "I don't know what made you think you could rub your sexy ass against me without getting it fucked." Sean delivers about a dozen powerful stinging slaps down on your right buttock with his free right hand and then he switches hands and does the same to your left. You hear him spit which you assume means he's lubricating his dick. So gentlemanly of him, you think bitterly. You can hear the boys in the class cheering Sean on and the girls tittering to themselves and you bury your face into the mat. Sean takes this as a sign of surrender and lets you out of the chokehold. You know your cheeks must be bright red by now. All four of them. Then you feel a rude intrusion at your anus and your ass feels like it's being split open by a battering ram. "Yeah, fuck that bitch," one of the girls yells. Sean grips your hips with both hands and continues to spank you, alternating ass cheeks now, as he slowly pushes his cock through your sphincter and into your anal passage. The friction burns a bit and the stretching hurts like hell and you bite back a scream. Well, you think to yourself, I guess I'm no longer a virgin, though you never figured this was how you were going to lose your virginity, getting fucked up the ass by a man you despise in front of an entire class. Sean pulls you up into a sitting position so you're sitting on his dick. He yanks your wrap so the velcro comes undone and then he unwinds it from your chest, showing the entire class your tits. He grabs and squeezes them, rubbing your erect nipples. <>Unwillingly, you audibly moan, as this attention to your tits and the amazingly full sensation in your ass has gotten you worked up, despite yourself. <>Then he returns you to your hands and knees. Sean grips your hips with both hands and begins to power-fuck you brutally. You're sure he's tearing you up and the pain is outrageous. Yet throughout this, your dick has remained persistently hard and since it's bouncing around quite a bit under the power of Sean's thrusts, you're sure that the class is getting an eyeful. Great, you think, everybody's going to think I'm some kind of slut who gets off on being publicly assfucked by a dickwad. And then, to your surprise, Sean hits just the right spot and you do get off, your <>tiny<><>diminutive<><>little<><>undersized<> dick shooting spurts of semen onto the wrestling mat. Just perfect, you think, as you shudder and moan through an electrifying orgasm and the boys hoot, "Great job, Sean" and "You made the little sissy come." Sean maneuvers you back into a sitting position on his dick and hooks his arms under your knees. Then, incredibly, he manages to stand up and gravity forces the entire length of his cock up into your ass. You groan. Then he turns so that you're facing your audience and starts lifting you up and down on his dick. You think about the spectacle Sean is making of you - splayed out, with your tits bouncing up and down as his cock drives in and out of you, your still erect little penis dribbling come from its recent orgasm. The girls start doing an impromptu cheer for Sean and the boys are whooping it up. [[Rachel]] is the only girl who hasn't joined the cheer. She is sitting and watching with her hands up her skirt, obviously furiously masturbating. You notice that some of the boys have out their cell phones and you groan when you realize what that means. Videos.<> Sean gives one last powerful thrust and you can feel him shooting his own sperm deep into your bowels. It's a strange and humiliating feeling, knowing you have another boy's sperm up your butt. Sean lowers you back down to your hands and knees and pulls his dick out. You feel your ass slowly close back up, leaving you feeling surprisingly empty. He walks over in front of you and wipes his dick off in your hair. He then grabs you by the neck and pulls you until your face is just over the semen puddle you made. "Okay, slut," he says, "lick that off the mat."<><><> [[Lick it up.]] [[Refuse.|Don't lick it up.]] :: Lick it up. <><><><><>[[You]] want to refuse, but you figure [[Sean]] might just break your neck and you're pretty sure that nobody would stop him. So you tentatively stick out your tongue to lick up the salty, sticky mess you left on the wrestling mat. You can hear sighs of contempt from the class when they see you licking up your own sperm from a wrestling mat and you are even more humiliated. Sean pushes your head down until your tongue is flat against the mat in the pool of your own come. You finish your distasteful task and Sean releases his grip and walks off to the locker room. "Okay, class," [[Coach|Coach Donovan]] says, "show's over. Everybody hit the showers." The class files out, still hooting and hollering, leaving just you, Coach, and [[Miss Beaumont]] in the gym. Coach quietly says, "Are you okay, Parker?" [[Nod.]] [[Of course I'm not okay. I just got fucked up the ass by that bully and you just stood there and watched.]] :: Don't lick it up. <><><><><><>Although exhausted and fucked into submission, this is a bit too far for you - licking up your own come off a wrestling mat with your whole gym class watching. [[You]] turn your head away to avoid it. [[Sean]] contents himself with rubbing your face in the gooey mess instead and lets you go, pulling his trunks back up, and walking back to the locker room. "Okay, class," [[Coach|Coach Donovan]] says, "show's over. Everybody hit the showers." The class files out, still hooting and hollering, leaving just you, Coach, and [[Miss Beaumont]] in the gym. Coach quietly says, "Are you okay, Parker?" [[Nod.]] [[Of course I'm not okay. I just got fucked up the ass by that bully and you just stood there and watched.]]<> :: Nod. <>[[You]] nod. "Yeah," [[Coach|Coach Donovan]] says, "Sean is quite a stud and he gave you quite a fucking. A lot of sissies dream about getting broken in that way." //Wait! He thinks you enjoyed it!?// You start to protest, but Coach silences you with a look. He reaches down, picks up your discarded trunks, and tosses them over his shoulder. "You won't be needing this any more," he says. "I don't think the next boy who wears it would appreciate you staining it with the semen dripping out of your ass." You stare up at him in confusion. He comes closer to you, picking up your wrap, as he kneels beside you. He then proceeds to use it to wrap up your crotch almost like a diaper which you are too tired to protest. When he is finished, he helps you to your feet. Coach gives you a tolerant smile and says, "I don't want you dripping on my floor either." He gives you a firm swat on your already tender and abused ass and says, "Run along now and join the rest of the girls. I'll have Manny gather your things and give them to Miss Beaumont." You take a few stumbling steps towards the girls locker room and then are shocked back to reality when you notice your breasts are exposed to the world. You stop and try to cover them up with your hands, looking back and forth between them and the protective wrap that is now covering your lower bits. You start to mutter "But...but...How am I...?" Miss Beaumont comes over, puts her arm around you, and gently, but firmly starts to get you moving towards the girls locker room again. "Don't worry sweetie", she says "I'll have one of the other girls lend you a proper bra and someone from the school will call the Andersons to inform them of the situation so they can get you properly outfitted." [[Go to the girls' locker room.]] :: Of course I'm not okay. I just got fucked up the ass by that bully and you just stood there and watched. <>"Of course I'm not okay. I just got fucked up the ass by that bully and you just stood there and watched!" [[you|You]] whine. [[Coach|Coach Donovan]] smiles at you patronizingly. "I also never heard you say no at any point." He crouches down next to you and says, "Here's the deal, little slut. I don't approve of Processees wrestling with the boys and wouldn't have let you do it if it were up to me. But Mr. Anderson pulled some strings and I didn't get a choice. You then come in here and cocktease your way through class, getting all the boys who wrestled you hot and bothered. You then practically offer your ass up to Sean. I really don't have any patience for your complaints after he takes what you offered and wrings one hell of an orgasm out of you." Well, you're clearly not going to get any sympathy from him. Coach Donovan reaches down, picks up your discarded trunks, and tosses them over his shoulder. "You won't be needing this any more," he says. "I don't think the next boy who wears it would appreciate you staining it with the semen dripping out of your ass." You stare up at him in confusion. He comes closer to you, picking up your wrap, as he kneels beside you. He then proceeds to use it to wrap up your crotch almost like a diaper which you are too tired to protest. When he is finished, he helps you to your feet. Coach gives you a tolerant smile and says, "I don't want you dripping on my floor either." He gives you a firm swat on your already tender and abused ass and says, "Run along now and join the rest of the girls. I'll have Manny gather your things and give them to Miss Beaumont." You take a few stumbling steps towards the girls locker room and then are shocked back to reality when you notice your breasts are exposed to the world. You stop and try to cover them up with your hands, looking back and forth between them and the protective wrap that is now covering your lower bits. You start to mutter "But...but...How am I...?" Miss Beaumont comes over, puts her arm around you, and gently, but firmly starts to get you moving towards the girls locker room again. "Don't worry sweetie", she says "I'll have one of the other girls lend you a proper bra and someone from the school will call the Andersons to inform them of the situation so they can get you properly outfitted." [[Go to the girls' locker room.]] :: Go to the girls' locker room. <>[[You]] trudge wearily into the girls' locker room with your arms folded over your chest. You decide to wait until all the girls are done showering before showering yourself and sit down in the corner, not meeting anyone's eye, and wallowing in shame and humiliation as you can feel Sean's semen draining into your wrap. The girls start trickling back in and suddenly your chin is jerked up by a completely nude [[Rachel]], who forces you to look her in the eye. She says, "Listen up! You'd better hope I don't taste your ass on Sean's cock the next time I go down on him or you're going to find out what a real assfucking is like, slut." She drops your head and walks away. Before you can react, another naked girl comes up to you and sits down beside you. You recognize her as one of Rachel's lackeys from yesterday. "Hi, I'm [[Ella]]," she says. "Don't worry about Rachel. She's just jealous. Sean fucked you a lot better than he's fucked her in months; you really got him going. I'm a little jealous too. I don't think I've ever come as hard as you did and then Sean picked you up and.... Anyway, it was real hot watching that. I'm going to have to be careful or I'm going to end up jumping the next boy I see. God, I'm going to be jilling off to that video for months. Anyway, just wanted to say that we were all cheering for you, except maybe Rachel, and welcome to the girls' gym class." She leans in and gives you a kiss on the cheek and walks off, leaving you a bit shell-shocked. You keep sitting and waiting, trying to process all of this, until another girl comes over to you, with a bundle of clothes in her hand. You recognize her as Rachel's other lackey. "I'm [[Julia]]," she says. "Miss Beaumont told me to bring you your clothes and a bra. I just wanted to say how brave I think you are. I would never have had the courage to get fucked like that in front of an entire class, even by a stud like Sean. It must have been so deliciously humiliating for you, especially when you came that hard. I'll tell you a little secret. I came myself just watching that and I wasn't even touching myself. Well, here are your clothes. Welcome to the girls' gym class. I'd say you'll like it much better here, but I'm not sure that's true. You have the locker right next to mine if you want to put your clothes in there while you shower." She takes your hand and leads you over to your locker where you place your clothes, still trying to hide your tits. The girls are all mostly dressed by now and Rachel seems to have left already. And they all wave to you as they leave. Finally, Julia leaves, leaving you alone. You take off the wrap and discard it in the trash. You take a shower and get dressed. [[Finish your classes.]] :: Try to free your wrist. <><><><><>[[You]] drop your ass to the mat and try to use leverage to free your left wrist from [[Sean]]'s grip. It's hopeless, though; he's just too strong. In short order, Sean has turned you over and pins you. Then he leans in and kisses you. You are so shocked that your mouth opens in surprise, only to find this leaves an opening for his tongue which invades your mouth. <>The smell and taste of him overwhelms you and you instantly get hard and start moaning. Damn hormones! <>No sooner has he started than he stops, gets up, and strides back to the locker room. When you look around, you notice that a couple of the cheerleaders have their cellphones out and have been taking pictures and/or video of the match, including Sean's kiss at the end of it. [[Get up and go to the locker room.]] :: Get up and go to the locker room. Humiliated, [[you|You]] walk back to the locker room and stand by your locker. The boys are all chattering about what [[Sean]] did to you on the wrestling mat and you burn with shame, listening to them joke about it while giving you looks. You consider that showering with a bunch of horny boys with your womanly body secreting pheromones like crazy may not be the best idea. Besides, if you shower, you either have to take off your wrap and show off your tits or get it soaked. Plus, your damn erection still won't go down. The combination of your hormones, the action on the mat, and the smell of the locker room seem to have you in a fixed state of arousal. You really don't want to show the boys how excited you are to be around them. However, you really need a shower. You don't seem to sweat nearly as heavily as you used to and it actually smells rather sweet, but you figure that must mean that you're just oozing pheromones so you want to get in and wash them off. You can hear the boys hooting in the showers and decide to hang out in the locker room until they're all done. Soon enough, they start trickling back to their lockers, drying themselves off with their towels. There's a huge amount of cockflesh on display and some of the boys seem to be deliberately flashing you. Damn, you think, Rosestead boys are //hung//. You are even more ashamed of what you have left of your member, but you know you couldn't have competed with any of them even before the Process. When all the boys seem to have cleared out, you strip down, removing your wrap, and take a shower and get dressed. [[Finish your classes.]]