Saga of Littown Ch. 10

Emily was last to step onto the bus. Just before she did, she felt her ass stretch open for a familiar object. She reached back beneath her skirt and gave her butt plug a loving pat as he settled back in where he belonged. BJ was very good at finding his way home.

The three teenage delinquents squeezed into one seat, with Alyssa on the window side. She relaxed a bit one she had some cover and no longer had to cover herself quite so vigourously. She'd gone all red from her humiliating shuffle down the aisle.

"That was so embarrassing," Alyssa hissed. "Everyone looked at me because I had no pants on, but they didn't even care, really. It was like they were only deciding whether they needed to be offended or not. Not one of them popped a boner or stuck their hand down their pants."

"You poor girl," Emily said, reaching over with a sympathetic hand. "No one got all horny over Jai's prominent erection or my sexy short skirt either. It's that mind control shit going on. It's messing with the natural order."

"Good thing you covered your pussy and butthole though," Jaime said. "As long as you can't see them, nothing else below the waist counts as nudity. We could have been in real trouble if you hadn't been so careful."

Alyssa was still feeling pretty horny. Even if none of the other students on the bus found her pantsless state arousing, she was still pretty turned on by it.

"Hey, Em?" she said. "Do you mind if I ride Jai's cock for a while?"

"That's what it's there for," Emily said.

Jaime was used to not being consulted about being used as a sex toy, so it barely even registered that he wasn't asked.

Alyssa fished out his rock-hard erection while Emily did her best to shield them from view. There was a chance someone might notice two hot teenagers having sex in the middle of the school bus.

Alyssa stood up and held the back of the seat in front of them for balance. She positioned her ass carefully and set it right on the tip of Jaime's cock. She then lifted her feet and let gravity slowly slide her down the length of his magnificent fleshy pole.

Emily bit her lip and watched with just a hint of jealousy as her brother's cock disappeared into Alyssa's bum. It was crazy hot watching other girls fuck him, but she always kind of wished that she was the one being sexually filled up instead.

The bus bounced and jolted as it proceeded down the road. Every movement sent little tingles of anal pleasure through Alyssa's body. She sat in Jaime's lap and played with her pussy while letting the bus do all the work stimulating her ass.

"Mmm, it feels so nice having my little teenage bottom all full of cock," Alyssa moaned. "And all these other people around us have no idea."

"They probably will if you keep narrating out loud," Jaime said. "But I agree, it is very nice having my penis all snugly holstered in your sexy little ass."

They began to attract some suspicion at that point, thanks in part to describing exactly what naughtiness they were up to out loud so the whole bus could hear. It didn't help when Jaime blew his load up Alyssa's bum and she started moaning and expanding uncontrollably.

"Shh," hissed Emily urgently. "People are looking. You need to stop enjoying being anally inflated like a cum balloon in a severely public location while naked from the waist down and having a cock shoved up your butt."

That was easier said than done, however, as Emily even had a little orgasm from describing the sexily problematic situation.

Luckily the bus arrived at school and the students all began disembarking before they had a chance to investigate the sexy disturbance. That gave a moment of respite which needed to be used wisely.

"I think I'm all done cumming," Jaime said.

"That's good," said Alyssa as she patted her dangerously expanded tummy. "I don't think I could hold any more cum. My bum and tummy are filled right up."

Emily experienced another pang of jealousy. Sure she'd been cum-filled to an improbable degree once already that morning, but her body had since absorbed most of the healthy nutrients from that load and her tummy was hardly distended at all anymore.

"We have to get moving," Jaime said. "The bus driver's going to check on us soon."

"I know," said Alyssa. "But I can't get off your cock without all your hot cum leaking back out. There's too much for my ass to hold, especially now that's it's been wrecked by your big penis this whole trip."

"Jai'll just have to stay in your butt for now," Emily said, her jealousy only increasing. "Keep you all nicely plugged up until we can think of something."

With careful coordination, Jaime stood up while holding Alyssa by her thighs. His cock helped support her, which was good because she was extra heavy from all the gooey semen inside her.

Emily had to walk in front and cover up Alyssa's lower half so that no one would notice anything sexual happening. Alyssa couldn't protect herself with her big tummy in the way.

They had to walk at an awkward shuffle with Jaime carrying Alyssa in a delicate balance, and Emily leading the way and carrying Alyssa's jeans and panties. They did their best to avoid large groups of students, but once again the general zombie-state of their peers helped them in avoiding detection.

"Looks like everyone's all messed up," Emily said. "No one's even giving us a second glance. Even the smallest bit of imagination would let them figure out that Jai's still fucking Allie's ass."

"We can't worry about that now," Jaime said. "We have to deal with one problem at a time. Class could start any minute, seeing as how we're several hours late to school at this point."

"We should find a bathroom," Emily said. "If no one's going to be having sneaky sex or relationship talk, the bathrooms should all be deserted."

"Lucky thing no one poops in these stories isn't it?" Jaime said.

"Damn straight. That would be very inconvenient."

The first bathroom they found was, indeed, empty. Once they were inside, they had all the privacy they needed.

Jaime bent Alyssa over the sinks and slowly withdrew his cock. She had another baby orgasm just from the feel of his dick sliding back out.

Emily slapped her hand over Alyssa's butthole to keep any cum from spewing back out. She still needed something to keep it in there permanently, and there wasn't much to work with. On a whim, she stuffed Alyssa's panties up her butt. That mostly worked, but it wouldn't necessarily hold forever. Emily then rolled up Alyssa's jeans into a tight cylinder and painstakingly shoved them up after the panties.

"There, that should do it," Emily said, proudly examining her handiwork.

"It feels pretty snug," Alyssa agreed. "But I kinda don't have anything to wear now. I'm still bottomless, in case you'd forgotten."

"Trust me," said Jaime, who was standing back admiring her beautiful bare ass, "we haven't forgotten."

"That's a good point though," said Emily. "You'll need something to wear. I'd give you my panties, but I'm not wearing any."

"Neither am I," said Jaime. "We'll need a better idea."

"Guess we have no choice," said Emily. "We'll have to get something out of a clothing vending machine." She reached back, pulled out her butt plug, and rummaged around in her ass to find some money. "Here, Jai," she said as she handed over the change she'd found. "Go see what you can get."

"Why me? I'm not particularly good at picking out clothes for girls."

"Well obviously Allie can't go, since she's the one with no bottoms."

"Fair enough," said Jaime. "With you so far."

"And I can't go because it's my plan, so I'm the leader."

"Makes sense."

"That just leaves you." Emily stepped close to her brother and enfolded him in a big hug. She made sure to press her boobies all nice and squishy against him. "It's a tough assignment, but I believe in you."

Jaime patted his sister's tight little tushy for good luck. "I'll manage somehow. But I expect a reward blowjob when I get back."

"Hell, I was gonna give you one just for fun. We can make it an even two."

"Deal."

Jaime slipped out of the bathroom and snuck down the hallway, humming sneaky spy music to himself. As per the laws of comedy, this made him no less noticeable, but no one said anything on the assumption that he'd gone a bit crazy.

Luckily, the first clothing vending machine Jaime tried was unoccupied. The overall lack of sexy misadventures in the school was once again coming in handy, since no one was ruining any of their clothes and needing to quickly purchase more. It still didn't make up for the tragic lack of barely-legal sexiness, but it was some small consolation in these trying times.

Jaime stared at the selection in mild bewilderment. He wished he'd been given at least some basic instructions, like what he should purchase, or what size Alyssa wore. Alas, he was on his own.

There was only one thing to do. Jaime put Emily's butt-money in the machine, then looked around to make sure he was definitely alone. No one seemed to be looked. He quickly pulled out his cock, closed his eyes, and thrust his hips forward.

Using his keen sexual instincts, his cock hit a button totally at random in a very deliberate and selective way. He opened his eyes and reached into the collection area to find that he'd purchased a skirt. It seemed rather on the short side, but he wasn't about to go second guessing his penis. It knew better about these things.

He returned to the girls and found them idly playing with each other's tits while they waited. Typical.

"Here, I got a skirt," Jaime said. "Hopefully it fits."

"Let's find out," Emily said.

Emily knelt down and helped Alyssa get the skirt into place. Alyssa's tummy was still much too big for her to be able to dress herself.

Emily examined the result critically. "Well, it technically covers Allie's naughty bits. But if she bends over even slightly, or sits down without keeping her legs clamped shut, she's going to be showing off her pussy and butthole to anyone who happens to be looking vaguely in her direction."

Jaime nodded. He knew his sister well enough to know what her conclusion was. "So it's perfect?"

"Yup. Good work, Jai." She gave him a loving kiss. "I'll have to start letting you dress me too. You're a natural."

"It was all my cock, really."

Emily gave his penis a loving kiss too. "Guess I owe you a couple blowjobs now, huh?" she said without any hint of being put out by such a debt.

The bell rang before Emily could do more than slobber on her brother's erection a bit. This time she looked much more annoyed. "Ugh, there's never any time to do anything before class starts in the morning."

Jaime checked the time. "Well, it is nearly two in the afternoon. I think they probably held off as long as they could."

Emily was unconsoled. "Come on, then. Let's get to stupid class."

She grouchily led Jaime and Alyssa out of the bathroom and off to their first periods.

Alyssa hung back near Jaime. "Thanks for a lovely morning," she said a little shyly. "It was very gentlemanly of you to let me bounce around on your cock for a while, then save the day by finding me a skirt to wear."

"What about filling you up beyond physical capacity with cum?" Jaime asked.

"That too. Very sweet of you." Alyssa gave him a chaste peck on the cheek. "Em's a lucky girl."

Jaime watched his sister's ass for a moment as the trailed behind her. "Me too," he said. Then, after a moment's consideration, "the lucky part, not the girl part. Most of the time."

****

The siblings met up again in English class after being painfully separated for a few hours. They sat in their usual seats next to Lindsay, though their friend wasn't yet there when they arrived.

'What's wrong with Ms. Penny," Emily kissed to her brother. "Something's off about her."

Jaime studied their teacher intently. "I think," he said slowly, "that her tits are regular sized instead of being the size of tour busses."

"Oh yeah. It's so obvious now that I know what I'm looking for." Emily frowned. "Do you think that means she's not storing cum in her boobies anymore?"

"I'd say so, yes. That's not the sort of thing the brain washing would allow, after all."

"Goddamn C.U.N.T.s," Emily muttered savagely. "Even ruining ridiculously oversized breasts now. What's next? Breathing?"

Lindsay arrived soon after. She smiled at Emily and Jaime, and greeted them politely, but didn't seem any more herself than anyone else in the school.

"Hey, Lin," Emily said. "Cultists got to you too, huh?"

Lindsay cocked her head. "I don't understand."

"No, I guess you wouldn't. Let me just make sure though." Emily cleared her throat and thought up a suitable question. "What do you think about sex?"

Lindsay frowned, but answered. "Well, it's necessary, I suppose. But it should only be done between a married and unrelated man and woman for the purposes of having children."

Emily's eyes widened, horrified. She jumped into her brother's lap and nestled into his arms. "Oh god, it's worse than I could have imagined."

Jaime was disgusted too, but tried to be brave for his sister. "There there. She doesn't mean it. She doesn't know what she's saying."

"But... but... it's horrible. How could anyone say something so cruel, even if they're brainwashed?"

"I don't know, Em. I just don't know."

"We'll save her right? Lin'll be all better?"

Jaime didn't know if it was possible for the effects to be reversed. Lindsay seemed to be the worst case they'd yet run into. Still, he had to comfort Emily. "Sure we will," he said, hoping it wasn't a lie. "She'll be back to her cum-slutty self in no time."

"I hope so," Emily whispered.

The siblings somehow made it through class. They had to reach out and hold hands through most of it for mutual comfort. Emily needed more than that and wished she could have impaled herself on Jaime's cock for the duration, but such snuggly reassurance just wasn't viable.

Ms. Penny stopped them as they tried to rush out of the room at the bell. "Jaime and Emily Nallister," she said without any of her usual lustful looks at Jaime.

"That's us," Jaime agreed. "Can we go now?"

"Yeah," said Emily. "We really badly need to fuc- I mean, study. We need to study really deep and hard and get all filled up. With knowledge."

Ms. Penny stared at them until they stopped babbling. "All I know is you two are supposed to report to the principal's office. Off you go."

"Well shit," Emily grumbled. "Everything's going wrong. I really needed a quick bathroom fuck."

Jaime patted her butt reassuringly. "First chance we get, I'm destroying that ass."

"Thanks, Jai. I can always count on you."

Carol, Principal January's secretary, was at her usual post. She greeted Jaime and Emily and waved them in to see Ms. January.

"Are you sure we should go right in?" Jaime asked. "I mean, aren't you supposed to do that intercom thing where you press a button and tell her we're here?"

"Not today," Carol said. "She's in a quite a mood. Said you two were to go straight in."

Jaime quivered slightly. "Fuck. She's bad enough in a regular mood."

"It's ok," Emily said. "Look at the bright side. If anyone in this school escaped brainwashing, Ms. January'd be a likely candidate."

"How is that good?" Jaime asked. "It's not like she'll help us return chaos and promiscuity to the streets of the school."

"She might. Only one way to find out."

Emily boldly marched straight into Ms. January's office. She dragged a more reluctant Jaime behind her.

Something was immediately off about the room. Always before Principal January had been in complete control of herself and her space; not so today.

The room phased between realities in a more or less random sequence. At times it was the office it was supposed to be, at others a sex-dungeon or a bedroom or a cave.

Ms. January herself wasn't doing much better. She mostly looked like herself, which was to say the human form she generally adopted. She wore her tight suit over sinful curves, her skin was flawless, and her long, silky black hair was kept rigidly contained in an elegant, professional manner.

However, her reality wasn't any more solid than the room's. Her form morphed with no apparent rhyme or reason. She'd be dressed, then naked, beautiful breasts and sweet little pussy on full display. Then she'd become red and fiery and about as demon-like as one could ever hope not to encounter. Her wings would beat, her tail would swish in agitation, then she'd exert some control and be back to her professional self again temporarily.

None of this made Jaime feel at all confident.

"You called for us?" Emily asked, being much less concerned than her brother.

Ms. January gripped her desk hard enough to turn her fingers white with the effort. Her poor desk began to crack and splinter in her grip.

"Yes. The Nallisters," she said, making a visible effort to retain normalcy of a sort. "I have need of you."

Jaime took half a step back. "You do?"

Ms. January's eyes flashed, sharp and fiery. "I do," she confirmed. "Tell me, you two are still as slutty as ever, are you not?"

Emily contrived to looked offended. "Who, us?"

Jaime bravely stepped forward again in solidarity. It didn't seem like a good day for getting in trouble. "The very idea!"

"Well I never!" Emily agreed.

"The sheer cheek!"

"Quite rude!"

"Our lawyer shall hear about these spurious allegations."

"Yes. And the pope."

Ms. January rolled her eyes with sufficient force that the siblings lost their balance for a moment. "You aren't in trouble."

Emily breathed a sigh of relief. "Good. Because we are enormously slutty."

"Way more than is healthy," Jaime concurred.

"The horniest little things around."

"Just the sluttiest."

Ms. January raised an eyebrow. "Are you done?"

"We could go on," Emily said.

"But only if you'd like us to," Jaime added, putting a warning hand on his sister's arm.

"What I'd like," Ms. January said, wrenching her way back from a partial shift of her reality, "is the use of your particular talents."

"We have talents?" Jaime asked with a severe frown of confusion.

"She must mean sex," Emily said. "That's about all we're good at."

"But that doesn't make any sense," Jaime said. "She's always been so discouraging of our sexual adventures before."

"Except when they're useful," Emily said. "They must be useful now."

"They are," Ms. January confirmed. "I don't know what's happened to the rest of the school, but I had a feeling the two of you would remain the slutty little ho-bags you've always been."

"No need for flattery," Emily said. "We'll help."

"We will?" Jaime asked.

"Of course we will," Emily said. "Didn't you hear Ms. January? She has a problem with what's happened just like we do."

"Oh yeah."

Ms. January narrowed her eyes. "You know something about it, then?"

"Yep," said Emily. "There's these monsters running around in dresses casting spells and turning people into just the worst filth imaginable."

"What Emily mean," Jaime said, "is that there are cultists brainwashing people into thinking sex is bad."

"That's what I said," Emily pouted.

"They got her temporarily," Jaime added. "She's got some very strong feelings about it."

"They better hope they never see me again," Emily declared fiercely.

"A cult. Of course," Ms. January mused. "Well that all makes sense now."

"It does?" Jaime asked.

Ms. January ignored him. "Usually this school is a positive buffet of sexual energy. Students and teachers all lusting after one another, sneakily masturbating or fingering each other, or slipping off for quick blowjobs. And the naughtiness of their thoughts..." She shook her head. "And then I get in today to find... to find..."

"A desolate wasteland," Emily said with a sympathetic nod. "No lusting at all, let alone improper sexual activity."