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The Vice Principal's Office

By DudeNin93
Created: 2024-11-21 00:43:30
Expiry: Never
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  1. 1.
    >Be Anon
  2. 2.
    >Student of Canterlot High
  3. 3.
    >I guess it could be worse.
  4. 4.
    >Known for being the most invisble guy on campus
  5. 5.
    >Well, except for that green-haired weirdo.
  6. 6.
    >Still in shock she rejected you.
  7. 7.
    >She literally preferred to stay alone than date you.
  8. 8.
    >But I guess it could be worse.
  9. 9.
    >FF to later today
  10. 10.
    >You were just in class, resting your head on your hand.
  11. 11.
    >About to fall asleep
  12. 12.
    >God, this class is boring.
  13. 13.
    >Your constant sleep problems don't help.
  14. 14.
    >Can't remember the last time you slept well.
  15. 15.
    >Your eyelids are fluttering, about to fall asleep.
  16. 16.
    >Then, you hear it.
  17. 17.
    >"Anonymous, please come to my office right now."
  18. 18.
    >Oh, shit
  19. 19.
    >That's Vice Principal Luna.
  20. 20.
    >You must be into some serious, deep shit for her to call you.
  21. 21.
    >While Principal Celestia is a complete pushover, always letting you in with just a warning, Luna is way more serious
  22. 22.
    >You'll probably get detention, suspended, or worse.
  23. 23.
    >Expelled!
  24. 24.
    >"Anonymous, please come to my office, last warning!"
  25. 25.
    >And now you're making a fool of yourself sitting there like a retard.
  26. 26.
    >You excuse yourself from the class and step out of the classroom.
  27. 27.
    >Your legs feel like jelly.
  28. 28.
    >What could you've possibly done for her to call you?
  29. 29.
    >You barely do shit.
  30. 30.
    >You never get into trouble.
  31. 31.
    >Maybe some other fag is blaming you for something?
  32. 32.
    >If that's the case, you have some teeth to break later.
  33. 33.
    >After walking through the empty hallways, you get there.
  34. 34.
    >You feel like you're about to enter the lion's den.
  35. 35.
    >You gingerly knock on the door.
  36. 36.
    >"Come in."
  37. 37.
    >Her voice sends you shivers through your back.
  38. 38.
    >You take a deep breath and open the door, finding her sitting in front of her desk. Her expression was unreadable.
  39. 39.
    >"Sit down, Anonymous."
  40. 40.
    >You carefully close the door behind you and sit down on the uncomfortable wooden chair.
  41. 41.
    >"Do you know why I called you here?"
  42. 42.
    "N-No, Vice Principal Luna"
  43. 43.
    >You didn't intend to stutter, but your nerves are getting the best of you.
  44. 44.
    >"You see, I noticed a sharp... decrease in your academic performance. Could you explain that?"
  45. 45.
    >To be honest, you have been flunking your grades a bit.
  46. 46.
    >Too many nights spent playing TF2 or looking for lewd drawings.
  47. 47.
    >Damn teenage hormones.
  48. 48.
    "I'm... I'm sorry. I've been... having some problems."
  49. 49.
    >She raises an eyebrow.
  50. 50.
    >"Could you be more specific?"
  51. 51.
    "Well... It's mostly... sleeping problems. I can't sleep properly at nights, so... I fall asleep in class."
  52. 52.
    >It's not a complete lie after all.
  53. 53.
    >She looks at you for a moment before continuing.
  54. 54.
    >"Sleeping problems, huh?"
  55. 55.
    >You nod, feeling a bit more relaxed.
  56. 56.
    >Maybe you will be able to get out of this alive.
  57. 57.
    >"Then, explain to me how you don't have time to study or do your homework, but you do have time to do this."
  58. 58.
    >She takes a folder out of her desk drawers and takes a few papers out of it, showing them to you.
  59. 59.
    >As soon as you look at them, you feel your heart skip at least 5 beats.
  60. 60.
    >Your drawings
  61. 61.
    >Your personal drawings
  62. 62.
    >After getting that damn human anatomy textbook, you couldn't avoid but to take your shot in erotic drawings.
  63. 63.
    >Why did it have to be so damn graphic?
  64. 64.
    >"We found these in your locker last week. It seemed like you didn't close it all the way. Care to explain why I'm in one of these drawings?"
  65. 65.
    >The most recent one depicted a faceless man being breastfed by Luna herself.
  66. 66.
    >After watching those rare Japanese cartoons, you were never the same.
  67. 67.
    >"Well? I'm waiting for your explanation, Anonymous."
  68. 68.
    >You're so fucking dead.
  69. 69.
    >You can't even talk; you just stutter an excuse, making a fool of yourself.
  70. 70.
    "I... I was just... I... It's just... I... I..."
  71. 71.
    >You feel like you're about to hyperventilate.
  72. 72.
    "Please... Please forgive me... I... I wasn't thinking... I... It's just... The... The stress... These urges... I... I just..."
  73. 73.
    >You feel some tears coming out of your eyes.
  74. 74.
    >God dammit, not now.
  75. 75.
    >If you're getting expelled, you can't cry as well.
  76. 76.
    >You'd look like a huge fag!
  77. 77.
    >But you can't avoid it.
  78. 78.
    >The shame is too great.
  79. 79.
    >A whimper comes from your mouth as you cover your face.
  80. 80.
    >You hear the sound of Luna's high heels clacking around the desk.
  81. 81.
    >But you're too busy crying like a bitch.
  82. 82.
    >Then, you feel her hand on your shoulder.
  83. 83.
    >"Anonymous, look at me."
  84. 84.
    >Her voice.
  85. 85.
    >She sounded comforting, soft even.
  86. 86.
    >You wipe your tears with your hoodie, trying to recover some of your dignity.
  87. 87.
    >You sniffle as you finally manage to look at her face.
  88. 88.
    >She doesn't look angry, shocked, or creeped out.
  89. 89.
    >She looks... compassionate?
  90. 90.
    >Nah, that can't be.
  91. 91.
    >"Do you feel stressed by your studies?" She asks, looking at your eyes.
  92. 92.
    >You nod.
  93. 93.
    >"And... Are these drawings a way to... vent a little? Blow some steam?"
  94. 94.
    >You nod again, still sniffling.
  95. 95.
    >She sighs a little, turning to the desk and handling you a box of tissues.
  96. 96.
    >You blow your nose and wipe the rest of your tears.
  97. 97.
    >Not in that order though.
  98. 98.
    >"Listen, Anonymous... I... I'm not angry."
  99. 99.
    "You... you aren't? But... I... I drew..."
  100. 100.
    >"Yes, I know. Which is also why I want to ask you... Why me, Anon?"
  101. 101.
    >Did she use your nickname?
  102. 102.
    >Nah, you must be hearing things.
  103. 103.
    "Well.. I... I don't... I don't know."
  104. 104.
    >"Is it because you find me attractive?
  105. 105.
    >What?
  106. 106.
    >This can't be real.
  107. 107.
    >She should be calling your parents and calling you a dirty perv, not doing this!
  108. 108.
    >Still, with nothing else to do, you nod. You have nothing to lose anyway."
  109. 109.
    >Silence fills the room for a while before she speaks again.
  110. 110.
    >"Does that mean you have desires to do... well... this with me?"
  111. 111.
    >She held the drawing close to her, only making you feel more ashamed.
  112. 112.
    >You take a deep sigh and nod one more time, looking away from her.
  113. 113.
    >You hear her sigh as well.
  114. 114.
    >She's deep in thought. Her eyes closed for what seemed like hours.
  115. 115.
    >Then, she opens them again, taking her hand out of your shoulder and standing up straight.
  116. 116.
    >"And if I agree to accomplish this... fantasy of yours, do you promise to improve your grades?"
  117. 117.
    >What?
  118. 118.
    >No... That can't be.
  119. 119.
    >You must be hearing things.
  120. 120.
    "Um... W-What?"
  121. 121.
    >"You heard me, Anonymous. Don't make me repeat myself."
  122. 122.
    >Her voice got a bit more impatient this time.
  123. 123.
    >You take a deep breath, hoping this isn't a trap.
  124. 124.
    "Y-Yes. I promise it."
  125. 125.
    >She looks at you for a moment before nodding.
  126. 126.
    >"Very well. I trust that you will keep your promise."
  127. 127.
    >With that, she starts unbuttoning her shirt, her face stern but not unkind.
  128. 128.
    >Is this real life?
  129. 129.
    >If this is a dream, whoever wakes you up will get a delicious knuckle sandwich.
  130. 130.
    >She does it slowly and laboriously. Almost like a stealth striptease.
  131. 131.
    >After the last button is undone, she takes her blouse, carefully folding it and putting it on the desk.
  132. 132.
    >She's now on her bra only. The only thing separating you from her perky breasts.
  133. 133.
    >"Lock the door, please. I don't want any interruptions while we do this."
  134. 134.
    >Taking you out of her trance, you stand up from your seat and lock the door.
  135. 135.
    >While you do it, you can hear the sounds of fabric rustling.
  136. 136.
    >As you turn around, door locked, your breath gets stuck in your throat.
  137. 137.
    >Vice Principal Luna is there, completely topless.
  138. 138.
    >Her crossed arms covered her breasts.
  139. 139.
    >They might be slightly smaller than Celestia's, but you don't care.
  140. 140.
    >She was always the prettiest principal in your books.
  141. 141.
    >Maybe it was her darker hair or her more stern attitude.
  142. 142.
    >Unlike her sister, she wouldn't take shit from anyone.
  143. 143.
    >And now you're here, locked up in her office, showing you her naked skin.
  144. 144.
    >Or at least, the upper part of it.
  145. 145.
    >"Well? Are you gonna just stare at them?" She said, raising an eyebrow.
  146. 146.
    "Oh... S-Sorry, Vice Princip-"
  147. 147.
    >She just shushed you with her finger, an almost amused expression in her face.
  148. 148.
    >"You may call me just... Luna. Just this once."
  149. 149.
    >You have never been this aroused before.
  150. 150.
    >You timidly nod
  151. 151.
    >"O-Okay... L-Luna..."
  152. 152.
    >It feels so weird to call her by her name.
  153. 153.
    >A slight smile comes to her face.
  154. 154.
    >"Well, let's get started. Come here."
  155. 155.
    >She extended her arms and wrapped them around you."
  156. 156.
    >You're now face to face with her breasts.
  157. 157.
    >The height difference doesn't help.
  158. 158.
    >"Now, you may kiss or suckle on them, but be gentle. I don't want any hickeys or bite marks."
  159. 159.
    >You are blushing so hard.
  160. 160.
    >Your blood is rushing to both of your heads.
  161. 161.
    >But for some reason, it feels more intimate than sexy.
  162. 162.
    >Yeah, you might have her breasts close to your face.
  163. 163.
    >But you feel like going slow and steady instead of motorboating her and suckling hard on them.
  164. 164.
    >You start with some gently kisses on her right breast.
  165. 165.
    >Damn, her skin is soft.
  166. 166.
    >She might be strict, but her skin is softer than silk.
  167. 167.
    >And her smell. Oh, man, her smell.
  168. 168.
    >She must be using some expensive perfume.
  169. 169.
    >Her scent is enough to both drive you crazy and mellow all your worries out.
  170. 170.
    >You keep giving gentle kisses on her breast, getting ever so near her nipple.
  171. 171.
    >You give some test kisses on her nipple, opening your lips slightly.
  172. 172.
    >After some hesitation, you finally open your mouth a bit and take her nipple in your mouth as you start suckling on her breast.
  173. 173.
    >Your most hidden reflexes come to life again.
  174. 174.
    >The last time you did this was when you were less than 1 year of age.
  175. 175.
    >And now you're here, with the age to be able to enjoy it.
  176. 176.
    >You close your eyes and moan slightly as you keep suckling on her breast.
  177. 177.
    >While no milk comes from it, the feeling of her skin against yours is enough.
  178. 178.
    >In the meantime, Luna has been holding you close to her.
  179. 179.
    >Her hand softly running down your hair, massaging your scalp.
  180. 180.
    >You swore you heard some faint moans from her.
  181. 181.
    >But you don't care; you're too busy with her breast.
  182. 182.
    >You wrap your arms around her midriff, not feeling brave enough to go lower.
  183. 183.
    >Let's not risk this golden chance by being a perv.
  184. 184.
    >Or well... more than you already are.
  185. 185.
    >"Anonymous, I have two of them, you know?"
  186. 186.
    >You look up, finding a warm, amused smile.
  187. 187.
    "Oh... Y-Yes... I'm sorry, Luna."
  188. 188.
    >"Don't be, just enjoy."
  189. 189.
    >With a popping sound, you release her breast as you start kissing and eventually suckling on her left breast.
  190. 190.
    >This is it.
  191. 191.
    >You just died and went to heaven.
  192. 192.
    >She actually killed you in her office, and now you're enjoying the afterlife.
  193. 193.
    >You can't avoid but to release a few muffled moans.
  194. 194.
    >Not only from pleasure, but from the sheer relaxation you're feeling.
  195. 195.
    >You keep jumping from breast to breast, occasionally going to the middle and slightly motorboating.
  196. 196.
    >You hear her trying to suppress a giggle.
  197. 197.
    >Maybe she's ticklish in there?
  198. 198.
    >Hmmm...
  199. 199.
    >This continues for at least 10 minutes.
  200. 200.
    >While you keep getting lost in her breasts, you keep rubbing her back.
  201. 201.
    >Her skin feels just so soft.
  202. 202.
    >You can't get enough of this.
  203. 203.
    >You could easily fall asleep in them, even if you're still standing up.
  204. 204.
    >After the best 20 minutes of your life, she pats your back.
  205. 205.
    >"We have to go back to class, my little one."
  206. 206.
    >My little one?
  207. 207.
    >Where did that come from?
  208. 208.
    >And why did it make you feel this good?
  209. 209.
    >Are you... crushing for your Vice Principal?
  210. 210.
    >Just because she let you suckle on her breasts?
  211. 211.
    >A valid reason, truly.
  212. 212.
    "Just... Five more minutes..."
  213. 213.
    >Your voice came out muffled because of her perfect tits smothering your face.
  214. 214.
    >You hear her sigh.
  215. 215.
    >You worry that you might have taken it too far.
  216. 216.
    >But she just pats your head now.
  217. 217.
    >"Fine. But only 5 more minutes."
  218. 218.
    >You sigh of relief and keep playing with her breasts, knowing your time is limited.
  219. 219.
    >You keep kissing and suckling on her breasts, wanting to leave no place untouched.
  220. 220.
    >You squeeze a bit on her nipples with your lips, not wanting to bite her.
  221. 221.
    >You rub your cheek on them, sighing in complete happiness.
  222. 222.
    >You have a wide smile on your face. One that you can't wipe out from it.
  223. 223.
    >But like all good things, they must come to an end.
  224. 224.
    >"Alright, Anonymous. Time's up."
  225. 225.
    >She's now pulling you away slightly.
  226. 226.
    >With a hint of disappointment, you give her right breast one last kiss and pull back, releasing her from your grip.
  227. 227.
    >She walks to her desk and starts dressing up again, as if nothing happened.
  228. 228.
    >"I hope by the next month there's an improvement in your grades, Anonymous. Otherwise, I'll be forced to take more extreme measures.
  229. 229.
    >Unlike before, her voice was now back to the stern one you always knew.
  230. 230.
    >And maybe loved.
  231. 231.
    "Yes, Luna."
  232. 232.
    >"Vice Principal Luna."
  233. 233.
    >Oh, so we're back to formalities?
  234. 234.
    "Yes, sorry, Vice Principal Luna."
  235. 235.
    >She finished dressing up and turned around to see you.
  236. 236.
    >"Very well. You're free to go now, Anonymous. As for the drawings, I'll let you out with a warning, but please keep them in a more private place. You can get into serious trouble for them."
  237. 237.
    >You nodded shyly, walking to the desk and picking up the drawings, using the folder to hide them.
  238. 238.
    >"Although, I must say, you have some talent. I'd love to see more... appropriate drawings from you. Maybe you could join the art club to polish your skills."
  239. 239.
    >You smile warmly, feeling warm and fuzzy on the inside from her compliment.
  240. 240.
    "Thanks, VP Luna. I will."
  241. 241.
    >She smiles as well.
  242. 242.
    >"Oh, and... If you need to unwind again... You can come to me. We won't always do this again, but if you need to vent, or just talk, my door is always open.
  243. 243.
    >Not always, huh?
  244. 244.
    >So, that must mean she will let you kiss and suckle on her breasts again!
  245. 245.
    >Maybe, even more!
  246. 246.
    >But, let's not push your luck too much.
  247. 247.
    "I will. Thank you so much. I promise I'll study harder."
  248. 248.
    >"I know you will. Now, go back to classes, my little one."
  249. 249.
    >There it is again.
  250. 250.
    >My little one.
  251. 251.
    >You don't know why, but hearing her call you like that makes you feel so warm inside.
  252. 252.
    >As long as she doesn't do it in public.
  253. 253.
    >You just nod and walk towards the door, unlocking it.
  254. 254.
    >You turn around and wave her.
  255. 255.
    "See ya later, VP Luna."
  256. 256.
    >She sits down and nods.
  257. 257.
    >"Have a good day, Anonymous."
  258. 258.
    >You open the door and step out of her office.
  259. 259.
    >You still have a lot of questions on your mind.
  260. 260.
    >Why did she let you do that?
  261. 261.
    >Why did she leave the door open to more interactions with her?
  262. 262.
    >Why did she, the stricter principal, was that kind to you?
  263. 263.
    >And most importantly
  264. 264.
    >Why did she call you "My little one"?
  265. 265.
    >So many questions, yet so little answers.
  266. 266.
    >But one thing is sure.
  267. 267.
    >Tonight, you will sleep very well.

The Vice Principal's Office

by DudeNin93