Disclaimer! I don't own Family Guy, which belongs to Seth MacFarlane!
This is basically an alternate universe story... and you'll see as time goes on! Now, I'm not sure how long this chapter will go on, but here is the simple premise... you all remember this episode known as 'Fast Times at Buddy Cianci Jr. High', right? we all seen the episode and we know what happens, Lana Lockhart actually falling for Chris and trying to seduce him to kill her husband so that they run away together. Now, we all know Chris... isn't too smart, but he can be smart if need be. Now, this is the AU... WHAT IF... Chris actually went through with the orders? What if he decided to run away with Mrs. Lockhart? This is the prologue of how it all starts! Anyway, enjoy!
Chris was sighing as he was laying down in bed. He just couldn't understand why the recent new teacher at his school, Mrs. Lockhart, didn't like him.
He liked everything about her... her pretty blonde hair, her red blouse, and the short skirt that made his wiener spring up whenever he saw her bend over. And who could blame him? If anybody saw Mrs. Lockhart doing what she did in the classroom, somebody would naturally want to bang her up.
And there was also the matter of the fact that she was married. Even though Chris wasn't smart at times, he wasn't entirely stupid. He knew the difference between the titles of Miss and Missus, but yet...
What is it about Mrs. Lockhart that he really liked. Was it his lust for her? Maybe that was it... or maybe it was more than her big pair of Double D breasts. Maybe he liked her personality. Maybe he liked the really smart girls. He didn't know, but all he knew was that he and Mrs. Lockhart would be perfect.
And so, he tried everything he could to get her attention ever since she arrived in his life. Sure, he was a little distracted with her... luscious, beautiful breasts and thus is the reason why he failed the tests. He'd ask his parents on how he would woo the girl (being careful not to reveal he's in love with his own teacher), and only after it didn't work did he accidentally let slip to his parents that he liked Mrs. Lockhart.
Chris knew his parents went to a PTA meeting to discuss Chris' love life... he sighed. He knew now he'd never have that chance, so he tried to sleep...
Then he heard a pebble tapping on his window. Chris' eyes widened as he wondered who was tapping on his window at this time of night. He got up and looked out the window... and gasped. Wait, is this a dream? He couldn't be. He was clearly up.
"M-Mrs. Lockhart?" Chris said in shock as he opened the window.
"Chris, come down here. I need to have a talk with you." Mrs. Lockhart called.
Chris, as expected, decided to obey as he jumped down from the window and fell, landing on his stomach. Mrs. Lockhart sighed. "Maybe you should have waited for me to put the ladder up to your house first?"
"No, it's fine." Chris muttered as he got up. "My dad sometimes does that all the time, and I do this all the time too. I don't really break my bones from this, so it's all right."
"Wow..." Mrs. Lockhart said in amazement as she touched his arms, legs and abdomen. "Even with all this, you're durable."
"Yeah..." Chris paused, awkwardly. "Why are you here?"
Mrs. Lockhart sighed. "Well... because..."
"What's wrong?" Chris asked, curiously. "Whatever it is, you can tell me. I'm willing to listen."
Mrs. Lockhart took a deep breath... then sighed. "No, you'll just look at my breasts and not listen to me. That's how my first relationship with my husband began. He never cared for me at all."
"He didn't?" Chris said in shock.
"No." Mrs. Lockhart sighed. "Oh sure, that's how the relationship with my husband began. He loved my breasts, he loved my personality... and yet... when we finally got married... we never had sex."
Now, Chris had heard of sex before, heck, his father and mother always did it, which woke him up a few times, but he basically ignored it. "Who would not want to have sex with his wife?"
"Apparently, my husband." Mrs. Lockhart sighed. "Never wanted kids. Always hated them. But me? I always wanted a kid of my own. Too bad I never had the chance..."
"Oh, Mrs. Lockhart... if I was your husband, I would totally raise a family with you." Chris said, patting her on the back.
Mrs. Lockhart turned to Chris and smiled. "Really? Do you know how to take care of children?"
"Well, not really..." Chris said. "But with the right training, I'm sure I'd be willing to give you a chance."
"Aw, thanks." Mrs. Lockhart giggled. "I never thought I'd say this, Chris, but... you really are more of a man than my husband ever was."
Chris could only smile. His crush just admitted he's more man than her husband. "How so?"
"You treat a woman right outside the classroom." Mrs. Lockhart explained. "Yeah, I will admit at first you were really peculiar, but overtime, I started noticing you in particular. At first, I thought it was just the failing grades. But when you arrived with the 'Naked Spaceman' thing... I knew it was more than just a fleeting moment. You really did have a crush on me, didn't you?"
"Uh... yes?" Chris asked.
"Well... when your parents came to visit me to persuade me to talk to you out of it... I thought about it at first, but then things started to go into my mind... you naked, for one thing. That was when I began to realize... I couldn't stand away to be away from you for another moment. I think I'm falling in love with you." Mrs. Lockhart said.
Chris gasped. He couldn't believe what he just heard. His teacher actually fell in love with him, Chris Griffin? He smiled at his teacher. "Mrs. Lockhart, I love you too!"
Mrs. Lockhart gave a smile and giggled. "Oh, Chris."
"But... why me?" Chris asked her. "I mean, you could have any skinny guy in the classroom, but why me in particular?"
"Besides the Naked Spaceman thing? Well, true, being a fat guy does have a downside, but then..." Mrs. Lockhart paused. "...well, I noticed your little man was BIGGER than my husband's."
"Huh?" Chris said, not getting a clue.
Mrs. Lockhart sighed. "I saw your penis, and thought it was really long, and felt like it would fit me in my bpdy."
"Oh!" Chris said in shock, and smiled. "Oh, I get it."
Mrs. Lockhart smiled. "But besides that, you may not be the brightest in my class, but I've seen you get smart a few times. I pass by your address sometimes and I seen you with your father. Sure, you may not be bright and sometimes follow his orders, but there are other moments when you know in particular it's a bad idea."
"Wow..." Chris paused. "Wait, you were spying on me?"
"Well, you left your address on my teaching table with the words 'Call me' one time." Mrs. Lockhart explained.
"Oh, right..." Chris said, remembering that.
"Anyway, I would love to be with you, Chris... spend the rest of my life with you... and have a family..." Mrs. Lockhart said. "The only problem is... I'm married."
Chris sighed. "I figured this would happen."
Mrs. Lockhart nodded. "Yes, so I figured there's one thing to do."
Chris noticed Mrs. Lockhart pulling out a little book marked for 'Chris' out of her breasts as he asked, "Uh, make a flip book of a stick figure whose head keeps getting bigger and bigger and bigger until it pops?"
Mrs. Lockhart gave a slight giggle. "Oh, Chris, you and your childish nonsense. That's another reason why I like you... and you know, I think you would make a great father for our kid."
"Our kid?" Chris raised an eyebrow.
"Yes. Anyway, this isn't a flip book, Chris. They are instructions. If we're going to be together, I need you to kill my husband." Mrs. Lockhart explained.
Chris' eyes widened, but he didn't scream. He'd help kill her husband? He didn't expect that. "Mrs. Lockhart, if it's the same, can't you just file for divorce, and we can just live together in a different house."
Mrs. Lockhart groaned. "Dammit, Chris, do you think I didn't try suggesting the idea? My husband is psycho, and he always beats me for even thinking about it!"
Chris's eyes widened. "He... beats you?"
Mrs. Lockhart sighed. "I didn't want to show you this... but if you insist..."
Mrs. Lockhart then turned around in the back and took off her red top. Chris was surprised to see very red handmarks on her back. "What the..."
Mrs. Lockhart sighed. "Yeah... whenever I come home, he treats me really badly. Now you see why I want him killed."
Chris' eyes widened as he noticed Mrs. Lockhart with tears in her eyes. "Don't cry, Mrs. Lockhart... if you like, we can look over instructions to see how we can kill your husband... without risking both of us to go to jail..."
Mrs. Lockhart stared in surprise. "Really? You'd do this?"
"Love between a man and a woman should be sacred. Not like your relationship." Chris explained as he looked over at the house. Nobody had woken up yet. "We better get to another place, we'll talk more there."
"Okay, but we better make this quick. My husband always wakes up at three in the morning, and he always expects me sleeping in the bed." Mrs. Lockhart said as Chris pulled her inside the nearby shed.
"Okay, so your plan involves me either getting here early in the morning where he'd still be asleep, then killing him with either a knife or a gun." Chris read the plans. "Then we'd run away to Las Vegas or somewhere south of the border, along the way, changing our names and hair colors."
"Pretty much." Mrs. Lockhart nodded.
"Hmmm... well, I say we keep the second half of the plan... but why don't we change the first half of the plan to make it look like he had an accident?" Chris said.
"What did you have in mind?" Mrs. Lockhart asked in curiosity.
"...well, what if... you place a bear in the man's oatmeal... and he'll be done in, just like that?" Chris said.
"Oddly enough, that was my plan B in case you didn't want to go through with it." Mrs. Lockhart said in shock.
"After hearing what your husband did to you... why would I think different?" Chris said.
"But won't somebody know I let a bear in?" Mrs. Lockhart said.
"After the bear kills Mr. Lockhart, I'll tranquilize the bear, then we'll put down some hair and blood, along with a dummy I personally made of you to make sure you were killed too!" Chris smiled. "Luckily, that shouldn't be too hard. I only made the head so far, though..."
"Oh, but I can place some torn threads of my clothes, just to make sure I WAS eaten by the bear!" Mrs. Lockhart smiled. "You really are smarter than you think, Chris!"
"Gee, thanks..." Chris blushed.
"But that just leaves you... what if you come in with a bike?" Mrs. Lockhart asked.
"I made a head figure of me, oddly enough, so I'll leave that, along with some shredded clothes here with fake blood, because I just SAW the bear leaving!" Chris said.
"That's a good plan, Chris!" Mrs. Lockhart smiled in glee.
"The only problem is where to get a bear..." Chris said.
"You leave that part to me!" Mrs. Lockhart smiled. "I know of a personal bear who... as you might say... 'owed me a favor'."
"Great!" Chris smiled.
"Thank you, Chris..." Mrs. Lockhart said, pulling Chris up. "You don't know how much this means to me..."
With that, Mrs. Lockhart and Chris shared their first kiss together... and sparks arose from the couple as the two started to get intimate. Mrs. Lockhart proceeded to take Chris' shirt off, then his pants and underpants before she saw his dick poking her. "Oh, Chris, you must be really glad to see me..."
"I sure am..." Chris licked his lips softly as he opened Mrs. Lockhart's blouse and threw it aside. Chris could not believe he was about to touch his own teacher, who loved him, let alone have sex with her. It felt so wrong to other peoples' eyes... but to her and Chris...
It was exactly right. The two proceeded to kiss and kiss as Chris massaged Mrs. Lockhart's beautiful breasts. "Oh, Mrs. Lockhart..."
"Chris, if we're going to do this, you don't have to call me Mrs. Lockhart..." Mrs. Lockhart groaned sexually as she started to use her hands to get his willie even bigger. "Chris... you can call me Lana."
"Okay..." Chris smiled. "...Lana."
"Oh, Chris." Lana Lockhart giggled as she laid down, spreading her legs as her skirt and underwear were stripped off by Chris. "I want you to be my first, Chris... my first and only..."
"If your husband is not going to take your own virginity..." Chris smiled. "Then I might as well take it!"
With that, Chris pinned Lana into the ground and stuffed his dick inside her hole. Lana gave a slight scream before Chris silenced her with a kiss. Chris then stopped the kiss as he asked, "Lana, are you okay?"
Lana breathes. "I'm fine. It only hurts for a few minutes, but once you get going, I'll probably get used to it... that's what my old girlfriends used to say when they had sex."
Chris gave a smile as he plunged deeper into Lana's body. Lana swallowed the pain until it turned into pleasure... and thus, she continued to enjoy it as she started to groan. "Faster, Chris... faster..."
Chris obeyed as he started to speed it up, Lana and Chris smiling with glee. It wasn't until Chris was ready to feel himself exploding when he said, "Oh God, I don't know what's wrong with me, but I feel like peeing!"
"It's called 'cumming' Chris. It's perfectly fine!" Lana said. "I'm about to do it too!"
"What should I do?" Chris said, panicking. "This is my first time!"
"For you too?" Lana smiled. "Don't panic... just put it all inside of me!"
Chris relaxed a bit as he and Lana grunted... coming at the same time as Chris shot his sperm inside of Lana's womb. As Chris pulled out of Lana, the two panted as Lana sighed, "Oh Chris... that was awesome..."
The two quickly dressed back up as Chris handed Lana back the plans. "You better take this with you. I have a bit of a bad habit of leaving stuff lying around."
"Good idea." Lana nodded. "We don't want your parents tailing us."
Chris nodded. "I'll get ready and pack up, then maybe sleep. I'll bike over with my backpack and we can proceed with the plan!" Chris said.
Lana smiled as she kissed Chris on the cheek. "Of course. I better get home, then. Good night, my beautiful man."
Chris gave a smile as he and Lana parted separate ways... as Chris snuck inside his house, he smiled as he felt he did right... made the most beautiful woman in the world his woman, and was about to proceed with a plan to off her husband to make it look like an accident. All in all, it was a pretty good day...
All right, chapter 1 done! Now, do you think Chris and Lana's first experience should be where Lana gets pregnant, or do you think Chris and Lana should go at it a second or third time before getting pregnant? You just leave a suggestion in the reviews!
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