Studying sucked, much like Summer School. That was just a universal fact. While most Monsters went on all sorts of godforsaken adventures of debauchery and depravity, some Monsters who were just a bit too good or not as rotten as they could've been would be held back a year, or be forced to study their Summer away on school grounds.
Vicky Schmidt...was not one of those people.
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True, she was on campus right now, but she was here of her own volition. She actually got through the year in stride, the top of all of her classes. Being part of the school's Top 10 qualified her for a summer job in fact, as a teacher. Well, 'teacher' wasn't the official position: that would require a lot of bureaucratic bullshit that, frankly, Vicky didn't have time for-and you don't care to read. 'Tutor' was more appropriate; it didn't give her a bigger dorm on campus, and the pay was worse than what most teachers made, but it did have certain privileges.
Like promising to pass certain flunkies as long as they did her a few favors. Was it wrong for the patchwork monster girl to take advantage of these desperate Monsters at their lowest point? Yeah, yeah it was. Vicky accepted that and didn't really care.
After all, if these roles were swapped, they'd do the same to her.
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"Door's open." Vicky smirked as she spun around in her little swivel chair, feeling like a Queen on her throne. Ironic, as the ones opening the door was Miranda Vanderblit, actual royalty, with Polly Geist beside her.
"Salutations, Teaching Serf!" Miranda waved, neither girl in their usual clothes. Miranda's dress and Polly's shorts and tee were replaced with a plaid miniskirt, dress shirt, and black tie. They looked like schoolgirls, with Miranda's salmon skin being complimented by a pair of black stockings. "We've sought out the appropriate A+ garments that you requested in order for this deal to be completed!" Her crown was hanging precariously atop her marvelous, crimson hair.
Polly giggled, "yeah, and these outfits weren't easy to get, ya know!" Polly's own shirt was tied in the front, showing Vicky that her perky breasts were not being held by a bra, with the Ghost Girl wearing a black thong that hugged her hips and peaked out from the waistband of her skirt. "Gotta say, kinda surprised you'd be into this kinda shit. I thought you'd be a little more vanilla than this."
No surprise that Polly was more aware of what was going on here than Miranda, Vicky thought as she rolled her eyes, grinning playfully. "Oh, I'm more than meets the eye, Polly." She began to stand up as she looked over the two girls, beginning to circle them like a shark. Miranda giggled a bit as she felt Vicky eye her like a piece of meat, with Polly feeling her dead heart beat a bit faster, excitedly tapping her thigh with her fingers. "Gotta say, you guys look cute in form. Makes me wish the school pushed for a dress code."
"What, and dress like a nerd all the time? That'd be boring~" Polly gave a playful whine as Vicky walked in front of her. Polly cupped her girls and pushed them out, "my girls can't be contained in dress shirts all day, Vic~ They need to socialize!"
"Yes, and as fun as it is to dress like a peasant girl, how are the serfs supposed to recognize their Princess if I blend into the crowd?" Miranda asked.
"I think most people would recognize their princess when she still wears a crown." Vicky then reached around the princess and grabbed at her ass. Miranda yipped a bit as Vicky smirked, "not to mention nobody can ignore this royal booty."
"Well, I cannot argue with that." Miranda giggled, "this skirt does little to hide my bottom. Even less so than my usual dress." Polly covered her mouth, trying her hardest not to break into a laughing fit as Vicky pulled her hand back.
"Alright, ladies. I think that's enough chatter." Vicky said with a huff. "Your remedial classes are in session. And if you want those 'A's, then you're gonna work for 'em."
"Wait, the favor wasn't just for us to wear these clothes?" Miranda blinked, Polly grinning as she watched Vicky unzip her pants.
"So, how do you want this done? Do you want us to use our fingers, our tongues, or were you hoping that I take my whole fist and-" Polly was then shut up when she watched Vicky pull her pants down and out popped a thick, pulsating horsecock appear from within Vicky's tight pants. Both Polly and Miranda could hear a comical 'BOING' sound as the member was released from its prison.
Miranda starred with wide eyes, glimmering like stars as she marveled at the cock in front of her. Polly also started to drool, giggling unevenly as she tried to wipe her face. "Wow, I didn't see that one coming."
"Oh, I'm sure you will." Vicky snorted as she lightly stroked the shaft of the hog, the girls marveling at its girth. Vicky took a seat in her chair as she said, "Don't tell me you girls never saw a dick before."
The Mermaid shook her head, "oh no, I've seen plenty of penises." Miranda said bluntly, her and Polly coming closer as they got down on their knees. "I've just never seen someone with a horse phallus before. Nor have I seen a lady like yourself have one...stitched on?"
Vicky shrugged as she leaned back, resting her head upon her fist. "It's amazing what kind of 'organs' you can find in the graveyard. Could you believe someone was willing to throw this dick away?"
"...Alright, that's hot." Polly admitted, grabbing the shaft of Vicky's erect cock. It felt so warm at the touch, and her cold, ghostly hand made Vicky shudder and moan. "Hmm, nice warm~ This bad boy looks ready to play." She began to glide her hand up and down Vicky's cock as she purred excitedly.
"Here, lemme help you with that." Miranda shifted a bit closer, leaning onto Vicky's leg, Miranda's breast pressing up against her thigh. Miranda took a hold of Vicky's cock and gave a long lick up the shaft, lapping up the head of the penis. Vicky shivered a bit as the Mermaid's tongue glided up and down, slicking her cock with spit. In turn, Polly would continue to jerk Vicky's dick. Her hand went in shifts; it would go slowly and methodically before switching it up and rocketing up and down the horsecock before slowing back down. All the while, Miranda's tongue would swiftly lather up Vicky's cock with her eager tongue, stopping to land kisses along the shaft before beginning to make-out with the flat of the cock.
"Fuck, that's good..." Vicky mumbled.
"Good? We're just warming you up" Polly chuckled, "but we need a little more room." She grabbed at Vicky's pants and hauled them down her legs, fully releasing her patchwork flesh and hefty balls. They dripped in sweat from being locked inside their fabric prison. Miranda had finished kissing Vicky's cock and began to follow the scent of ball soup. Her nose lightly grazed against Polly's hands as she got a deep whiff of Vicky's intoxicating musk. The aroma drew her in closer, planting kisses across Vicky's testicles, her yellow lipsticks leaving its mark.
"Holy shit..." Vicky mumbled, already on cloud nine as her cock trembled. She let out another hot gasp as Polly continued to pump her cock with her hand. Now that her cock was slick, she was able to go a bit faster with longer strokes. Her hand went up and down the shaft as her opposite hand rested upon the head of Vicky's dick and started to roll her palm against it, getting a louder moan to escape from the Patchwork's plump lips.
"So~ How we doing so far, Vic?" Polly asked over the sound of Miranda's wet kisses peppering Vicky's sack.
Vicky managed to choke out, "Y-yeah, you're doing pretty good~" Pinkie couldn't help but thrust her hips into Moonlight's hand. "D-definitely worthy of a C+~" Vicky smirked as she watched Polly glare at her. "Of course, if you don't like that, you can leave and fail."
Polly sucked her teeth, "hard ball, huh? Fine, we can play that game." Polly smirked as she grabbed Miranda by her hair and pulled her away from Vicky's balls. The Mermaid squealed as she was roughly pulled away, but Polly was already grabbing her by the back of her head. Vicky took the moment to catch her breath, but Polly wasn't done. She guided Miranda's head, forcing her open mouth and down the twitching horsecock. Vicky gave a hot gasp as Polly said, "how's this for extra credit?" She gave a giggle as Miranda began to instinctively bob her head up and down Vicky's dick.
Miranda was becoming overwhelmed by just how big Vicky was. She had played with plenty of cocks in the last two years, for she had many of Cock Serfs who's jobs were to supply her with dick, but as she tried her best to take the horsecock, she could barely reach the medial ring. Nonetheless, she did her best to push herself as far as she could before pulling herself back up, her tongue swirly and lashing at the meaty rod in her mouth.
Fuck, she's big!
And before she could come to terms with that, Vicky began to thrust her hips up into her mouth, swabbing her mouth and poking at her throat. She started to pull her head up and take a deep breath through her nose, breathing in that heavy smell. The smell sent shivers to her knees, that hot, horse stench made her girlhood tremble with excitement. Miranda's head was feeling light, just as she felt Polly grab her hair again.
"Come on Mira, I need that A!" She held Miranda in place as Vicky continued to thrust into her mouth. Polly then began to push the Princess's head down, forcing Miranda to take more of Vicky's throbbing cock into her mouth. The Patchwork Monster was getting close, and Miranda could feel trickles of pre-cum gliding down her throat. Odd, it should've tasted salty, but Vicky's tasted somewhat sweet. It brought Miranda to swallow, tightening her throat, which made Vicky go wild as she bucked her hips harder to grind against the walls of her throat.
Polly gently caressed Vicky's sack, her hands groping and squeezing at the undead monster's balls as Miranda was now properly deep-throating Vicky's dick. Miranda gagged for a moment, making Vicky gasp as she stopped her humping. As she started to pull back her cock, she felt Miranda suddenly grab her cock and pull herself off of Vicky.
Taking a deep breath, Miranda told her, "thank you for your concern, Vicky, but please don't mind me. Mermaids have a somewhat elastic throat, so don't worry about my choking." Vicky was a bit taken aback by the declaration, her tongue tied. She tried to say something, but Miranda had begun to take her thick cock back into her mouth.
"Hey fish lips, you could've passed that cock my way. I didn't die by 'choking on a horse's dick', ya know?" Polly told her, roughly squeezing Vicky's testicles like a stress ball. Vicky howled out in pain as Miranda began to guide Vicky back down her throat. The mix of pain and pleasure brought her cock to a quiver. "Ooh, you're shaking~ Looks like you liked it when I busted your balls, huh?"
"C-c-careful! Th-those are sensitive!" Vicky shivered as Polly hovered next to her. She forced her sweater vest and shirt aside to fully expose her shoulder and neck. Polly loosened her grip on Vicky's balls as she began to lightly kiss up her patchwork neck, leaving pink kisses on bare flesh as Miranda found her way to the base of her dick. "H-Holy Moly!" Her cock was twitching and pulsating as she felt Miranda slowly glide her lips back up the shaft. She reached the head and began to suckle at the head of her cock, suckling the sweet-tasting pre-cum and lapping at the tip with her tongue. Miranda could swear that she could taste the royal jelly she put on her toast. "O-oh man! I-I'm gonna cum!"
"Oh yes, that's g-" Miranda tried to speak, but Vicky gave a thrust of her cock, forcing it right back into the mermaid's mouth. Vicky did her best to hump Miranda's mouth, Polly giggling as she let go of Vicky's balls and floated back towards Miranda. She grabbed as much of Miranda's hair as she could, the Ghost pushing Miranda back down onto Vicky's cock, slowly taking in more and more until she was back at the base of her cock. Her tight throat sent shocks of pleasure up Vicky's spine-quite literally as small sparks leaped from the bolts in her neck.
Finally, Vicky screamed to the heavens as she felt her dick explode, blowing a hot stream of cum down Miranda's throat. Or, rather, directly into her stomach with how far that cock was down Miranda's throat. With a mischievous smirk, Polly forced Miranda off of Vicky's dick, letting a few streaks pour out and onto her uniform shirt. Miranda's face was painted white as cum dropped to the floor, leaving the princess to cough and wheeze. Miranda was left as a hot mess, with her lipstick smeared and mascara flowing down her face in hot streaks of black tears.
Huffing and puffing, Vicky leaned back in her chair and looked over at Miranda. "Th-that was a-amazing..." She said, taking a second look at Miranda and seeing her drenched face. "Oh...fuck. You, uh, okay Miranda?"
"Actually, I feel great!" Miranda said, "besides, cum is great for the skin, so this works perfectly for me~"
"Yo, where'd you hear that?!" Polly asked, giggling like a madwoman.
"Scott." Miranda answered, her face straight as an arrow as she started to take off her goo-covered tie. Her shirt underneath did little to hide her breasts, or her seashell shaped bra.
"That...raises a few questions." Vicky mused; someone trying to take advantage of Miranda wasn't too out of the question, but she'd expect it from someone who didn't get a D- in Lunch. Alternatively, maybe someone told Scott to take advantage of him. In which case, the idea got Vicky's blood flowing once again as she started to regain her erection.
"I think those questions can wait, teach." Polly smirked, grabbing at the thick cock that was already hard once again. "I still need to get my 'A' now~" Vicky tried to speak, but gave a helpless moan as she felt her cock get jerked. "Jeez, already up and ready and it looks like all that jizz and spit will make for a nice lube."
"B-but aren't you a ghost?" Vicky asked as Polly began to float off of the ground. She shook her hips to and fro, throwing her skirt off and across the dorm as her thong fell right through her and fell onto the floor. hovering now bottomless, she landed atop of Vicky's lap, grinding her bare pussy against the cock. Vicky moaned a bit as Polly smirked at the patchwork girl.
"Sounds like you're all ready." Polly smirked as she straddled Vicky. She bounced her hips excitedly, lubing herself up against the slicked-up cock.
"You feel pretty excited too." It was Vicky's turn to smirk. As Polly began to levitate up, Vicky began to line up her cock for Polly to take it. The Ghost Girl, however, was in no rush. She forced one hand through both Vicky's vest and shirt, reaching around and grabbing at one of her boobs.
"H-hey!" Vicky yelped.
"Don't worry, I'm not gonna grab something vital" Polly giggled, "unless you're into getting heartjobs." Before Vicky could ask what the hell that was, Polly was groping at her breasts, her fingers expertly tweaking her nipples. Shocks sprang from her bolts, bringing Vicky to bite her lower lip. Polly played with one nipple and then the next as she began to lean forward, straddling herself atop of Vicky's package. Her hips slowly began to move up and down as she put her hands onto Vicky's shoulders for balance.
Why the ghost needed to balance herself on another is up in the air. Much like Vicky's dick.
Polly purred as she gave a wiggle of her hips, slowly sliding her pussy up against Vicky's shaft. "Alright, I think we're getting somewhere now~"
The smirk fell off of the ghost girl's face when she felt Vicky suddenly grab at her hips. Suddenly losing control of the situation, Vicky pulled Polly along before she forced the ghost girl down onto her cock
A hot gasp escaped Polly's lips, a small bit of drool escaping her mouth. "W-wait! Th-that's not the right hole!" Polly cried out as she felt Vicky's cock ram up her ass.
"Oh my," Miranda gasped, watching as Vicky didn't seem to hear Polly's protest. With powerful thrusts of her hips, Vicky was forcing her ass into Polly's ass, at the same time forcing the ghost girl to bounce on her cock. "It looks as though it's the right hole for our tutor. This is a very insightful lesson."
"F-fuck!" Polly shouted, painful pains melting into haunted moans as the ghost did her best to gyrate her hips in rhythm with Vicky's thrusts. With each second, her pussy dripped with excitement as her ass was drilled. She leaned in closer, lightly nipping at Vicky's neck. These love bites sent shocks through Vicky's body, driving her to thrust as hard as she could muster.
Polly cried out, "o-oh fuck! My ass! I-it's...molding around that horsecock!" Polly's husky, hot voice drove Vicky wild. The two of them were gasping for breath, the patchwork girl drenched in sweat as she forced herself to pound Polly's ass faster. Her wild thrusting, in turn, drove Polly wild as took Vicky's dick down to the medial ring. "So greedy. Taking my ass for yourself. But if you want it so badly, then fine; I'll take your dick and ride it for all it's worth!" She tried to keep the haughty, seductive tone, but she couldn't help but moan loudly into Vicky's ear devolving into lustfully bouncing off of her dick.
Ghostly moans filled the room, mixed with Vicky's own insatiable grunts. Polly shrieked into Vicky's ear; popping the ear drum as she began to cum atop of the daughter of Frankenstein, her inner walls clamping down and squeezing Vicky's cock. As her ass milked Vicky of her cum, the patchwork girl couldn't take it anymore and began to cum inside Polly's ass. Hot loads of cum flooded the ghost's guts, leading her to cum more atop of Vicky.
Finally let go of Polly's hips, Vicky collapsed onto her chair, huffing and puffing with her legs shaking. Polly had fallen right on top of Vicky, just as exhausted. As she got a whiff of the undead girl's sweaty frame, an uneven giggle escaped her lips.
"Heh heheh, you smell like sex~" Polly purred as she nuzzled against Vicky. "Holy shit, I can't remember the last time I got fucked in my ass. But it definitely wasn't as good as this..." The ghost girl squeaked a bit as Vicky's cock fell out of her ass, cum drizzling onto the floor. "Whoops, guess that's gonna stain the carpets."
"Yeah, wh-whatever. It's no big deal." Vicky groaned, knowing that she'd be super upset over it when the sex high left her.
"So, those 'A's." Miranda spoke up, "we're gonna get them, right?"
"Yeah, sure." Vicky waved her off, "y-you both definitely deserve them."
"Wonderful!" Miranda giggled, "now push Polly off. It's my turn."
"Huh?"
"Like hell it is!" Polly shouted, "I want another ride!"
"But I never got a chance!" Miranda huffed, "and by the laws of my kingdom, whoever sucked the cock is entitled to fuck it. And I nearly choked on it."
"Yeah, and he fucked my ass with it!" Polly huffed, "I still got another four holes for him to fill!"
"F-four?" Vicky blinked, her senses returning to her.
"As a Princess, I am entitled to this cock!" Miranda shouted, grabbing Vicky by her cock and giving a tug. Vicky yelped as she tried to get Miranda to let go.
"H-hey, hey, don't pull on-"
"Well this isn't your kingdom! And these are mine!" Polly reached down and grabbed Vicky with a vice-like grip. Vicky screamed at the top of her lungs as both girls played tug-of-war with her cock.
"G-girls, wait! Stop! Y-you're gonna undo my stitches!"