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(Wet) Dream Girl

By Grey
Created: 2021-07-16 21:31:33
Updated: 2023-12-14 10:43:36
Expiry: Never
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  1. What she did:
  2. >"I'm unstoppable." Anon arrogantly said.
  3. >To Vice Principal Luna.
  4. >Who secretly has the ability to see and interact with students' dreams.
  5. >Able to learn and exploit anyone's darkest secrets and fetishes.
  6. >The worst of them all, this overconfident student acts like he owns the school after Principal Celestia leaves.
  7. >He and other guys get unbearable during "No Nut November".
  8. >Never jacking off and letting the resulting emotional tension worsen their behavior.
  9. >Lacking patience, Luna often telepathically induces wet dreams upon them overnight when they're home in bed, using their fetishes against them.
  10. >Mellows their behavior right down.
  11. >But nothing works with this student in particular.
  12. >Luna fished out his fetishes months ago, but he's done something to himself that prevents unintentional erections and ejaculations.
  13. >It has to be some kind of magic that can counter Luna's dream magic.
  14. >He passed NNN weeks ago, but now doesn't want to stop.
  15. >Drive and bravery through the roof in mid December, his high energy makes up for his small, thin stature.
  16. >He causes drama everywhere he goes; and he can't even help it at this point.
  17. >Luna tried many times but can't telepathically make him ejaculate in his sleep.
  18. >She even knows he has a secret crush on her because of all the lewd and romantic dreams starring herself she planted into his head at night.
  19. >But his supercharged brain and ego keep anything from actually being done about it.
  20. >Now he somehow recently stole a spare set of keys to the school.
  21. >Luna saw his plans for few nights over winter break.
  22. >He plans to watch TV movies and play video games in the electronics and lounge corner of the school library.
  23. >Doesn't expect Vice Principal Luna to be at the school when he sneaks in.
  24. >And so, she plans her attack.
  25. >…
  26. >Late at night, but technically early morning.
  27. >Tomorrow is Christmas Day, but Anon snuck into the school anyway.
  28. >Couldn’t help himself, to jittery and rash in decision making.
  29. >Luna stayed locked in her office with the lights off, having listening to his distant footsteps to to the library as she descended into her Nightmare Moon side.
  30. >Her pupils excitedly contract into vertical slits, and her body heats up.
  31. >He should be done playing video games by now, this is the usual time he falls asleep.
  32. >Telepathy won’t cut it; she’ll have to use this convenient opportunity to drain him manually.
  33. >She makes sure security cameras are still “not working for some reason” and heads down to the library.
  34. >In Vice Principal Luna’s territory, the delinquent trespasser slumbers in “his” natural habitat.
  35. >Too passed out on the couch to notice the blank TV screen turn off, he lies face up with a quiet snore.
  36. >She silently approaches like a camouflaged predator, gradually salivating more.
  37. >Waits until her face is about an inch from his, then carefully strikes with a strategically delivered kiss.
  38. >He only tenses for a second before his whole body relaxes when Luna’s tongue spreads “venom” into his mouth.
  39. >The previous silence has been broken by a brief gasp, then wet but quiet kissing noises, followed by the sound of Vice Principal Luna lying down on top of her current favorite student.
  40. >He won’t wake up for a bit now.
  41. >”Looks like I’ll have to confiscate that virginity you brag about.” Luna sighs under her breath as she pulls his hands under her top to her smooth skin.
  42. >He’s still soft, it’ll take more to get him hard.
  43. >Whatever spell he’s on, it’s powerful, but Luna has the advantage here.
  44. >Under the burgundy shirt, his hands are guided along the front of Vice Principal Luna’s soft midriff around her bellybutton, then up the sides of her sleek, warm torso from her hips.
  45. >Luna often gropes his crotch to see if she’s gotten him going yet.
  46. >It’s still limp, so she gently nudges his fingers under her black bra cups and lets them slip up to her nipples underneath.
  47. >Her nipples get erect from his still cold fingertips unknowingly playing with them, but his member doesn’t.
  48. >Vice Principal Luna impatiently bearhugs him and prolongs the one-sided make-out session to keep him comfortably sedated.
  49. >Her predatory eyes light up as she undoes the front of her pants for him to weakly grope her cameltoe through her black panties.
  50. >”Obey your body’s nature.” Vice Principal Luna grunts through her hot breath beating his face while stretching her elastic panty straps up her hips, then lets them snap back to her skin with a soft slap.
  51. >His hands reflexively grab her ass and thighs while underneath her loosely opened pants, then caress up the trunk of her body and play with Luna’s breasts after she unhooks her bra to make this easier.
  52. >She allows him to instinctively undress her more and more, until her attire is reduced to only her “modified” top and her black panties.
  53. >A nearby pair of scissors helped Luna cut her top apart to be a lot more revealing, as per her favorite student’s secret fetish.
  54. >Vice Principal Luna holds him close, letting his sleepwalking hands appreciate her scantily clothed body he’s pinned by.
  55. >She pulls his limp member out; plays with it in attempt to agitate it into an erection.
  56. >Clinging to a previous spell, it stubbornly refuses to stiffen.
  57. >In a riding position, Luna tugs the bridge of her panties aside, baring her soft, smooth vulva and and resting it directly onto the underside of the penis’s head.
  58. >His greatest weak spot, addressed directly.
  59. >Vice Principal Luna grinds along the shaft’s underside for a minute; her vulva bullies this student’s penis into standing up to her.
  60. >The spell can’t hold up under the most direct physical indication of lovemaking.
  61. >”Obey your nature.”
  62. >She can feel it getting stiffer and stiffer between the lips of her vulva.
  63. >No resisting sexual nature now, Vice Principal Luna’s softness stimulates her favorite student’s hardening dick.
  64. >The sensation of the direct contact prompts an inevitable erection to press up against Luna’s nethers, and she continues grinding to intensify the process.
  65. >And lets the feeling of her exposed body keep agitating his libido more intensely using that physical indication of lovemaking.
  66. >Anon sharply inhales, muffled by another sedating kiss as Luna coerces his member into reacting to the part of her that’s pushing back at it.
  67. >It stands all the way up, completely erect; Vice Principal Luna lets the knot of her modified top come undone and the front of the whole thing fall open while teasing the twitching underside of her student’s shaft.
  68. >She’s working at his member’s more sensitive side, knowing what she’s doing is just asking for him to ejaculate if she doesn’t stop.
  69. >Plans to bully his cock until it cries.
  70. >”There we go.” Whispers Vice Principal Luna as she slowly but surely envelops it, fulfilling her virginity confiscation promise. “I’ll be taking that.”
  71. >Nipples slipping into the open after a couple seconds of humping, Vice Principal Luna takes her favorite student’s hands and traps them upon her bouncing breasts.
  72. >But she pulls herself off before a minute passes, formulating a more long term plan.
  73. >She goes back to pressing herself onto the underside of the cock and pointing it almost all the way horizontal.
  74. >It should have started with him concluding it was a wet dream, and that’s what Luna shall dedicate to.
  75. >”Your punishment will be having to clean yourself up.” Coos Vice Principal Luna, now sexually grinding with intent of finality. “Let’s see that cute tummy.” She grabs the bottom of her favorite student’s shirt and pulls it up.
  76. ~
  77. What you dreamt:
  78. >You had broken into Canterlot High at night on Christmas Eve, but you don’t care. No one’s gonna stop you.
  79. >After a relaxing night of video games, you fell asleep.
  80. >And now you are dreaming.
  81. >You have become an astronaut heading into space for a mission on the moon.
  82. >Space looks really pretty out here, so many colorful stars and clouds of dust surrounding you.
  83. >Your spaceship ventures to the far side of the moon, where you’ll be as far away from the human race as you possibly can.
  84. >No one will ever find you here, and you can do whatever you want.
  85. >This is the safest you’ve ever felt, and you get out of your spaceship ready to do whatever it is you intend to do here on the far side of the moon where no one can find you.
  86. >Start walking around and stuff, doing nothing but having fun doing nothing.
  87. >You’re enjoying doing nothing.
  88. >All of a sudden, you feel the ground shake, but this isn’t earth so you can’t call it an earthquake.
  89. >Why do your lips feel funny?
  90. >You turn to face your spaceship to find that it had completely vanished, and you are now stranded here.
  91. >Panicking, you start leaping around looking for some way to escape back to earth; you didn’t want to stay here forever.
  92. >Soon discover that you’re not alone… there’s something following you around.
  93. >Now you’re terrified, having no place to hide in this situation in a vast plain of nothing but shallow craters.
  94. >You can see whatever this thing is following you.
  95. >It seems to be a young lady, and she looks familiar.
  96. >It’s… Vice Principal Luna?
  97. >Her hair is shorter than usual, and she’s dressed in some really lewd looking armor costume like the kind you see in video games.
  98. >Her eyes look weird, and you get the feeling to run, but you find yourself trying not to go in slow motion when you try to run away from her.
  99. >She’s gaining fast, and you accept that you have no choice but to fight her.
  100. >But something else tells you it’s somehow hopeless.
  101. >You pull out a ray gun and start shooting laser beams at her.
  102. >She doesn’t dodge them, and doesn’t need to, because they do seemingly zero damage to her.
  103. >You switch weapons and start throwing glowing hatchets at her, which also do no damage whatsoever.
  104. >This is a boss fight you weren’t prepared for.
  105. >Pull out something that might as well be a lightsaber and go up to her to start hacking at her armor.
  106. >Her armor comes apart and falls away, revealing a couple of thin rags she’s wearing over her chest and waist.
  107. >But you can still tell this did zero damage; somehow, this battle cannot be won.
  108. >There’s some other factor outside all of this you cannot control, and Luna starts approaching you as you back away from her in fear.
  109. >Her eyes turn pitch black like a horror movie, and she starts swinging her hips in her stride towards you.
  110. >You turn to run, but she immediately re-appears in front of you, closer.
  111. >At least you know she can’t get through your space suit without any weapons, so you throw your saber sword up into space so she can’t use it.
  112. >This space suit is impenetrable, she’ll never even be able to break the glass of your helmet.
  113. >But you can’t run away from her; she’s too fast and you’re too slow.
  114. >Her smile grows wide, and her nipples under the cloth on her chest become erect and start poking through.
  115. >You try not to look as she corners you in place.
  116. >Her body looks sexy, but that look in her eyes is terrifying.
  117. >You’re afraid she’s going to try to kill you, but again, your space suit should keep you safe from any of her attacks.
  118. >Try to throw a snail-paced punch, but Luna shoves you down to the ground and pounces on top of you.
  119. >You hear her say something: “Obey your body’s nature.”
  120. >Terror overtakes you as she suddenly teleports herself inside of your space suit.
  121. >Let out a scream and start kicking, expecting her to stab you or something, but she begins giggling and kissing you instead.
  122. >You can’t even counter her because your limbs are still in their respective parts of the suit until you retract them into the torso space.
  123. >Her soft chest squishes against you, and you can feel her dry humping you inside of the space suit as you struggle to find your arms while she wraps hers around you in the claustrophobia-inducing space inside your space suit the battle has moved to.
  124. >It’s too late by the time your hands get to Luna’s body, though there was never a chance anyway.
  125. >You’re too taken away by how sublime her soft skin feels against your pushing hands as you feel her bare abdomen.
  126. >The tiny space inside the suit makes it impossible to push her off anyway, and her lips inevitably keep meeting yours.
  127. >Your resistance is depleted from trying to push her away to caressing the front of her body and gently squeezing her chest.
  128. >Soon embrace her back, realizing she’s not trying to kill you and falling under a deep attraction towards Luna.
  129. >You can’t get enough of her.
  130. >The sound of her excited breathing against your face and your nervous breathing against hers fills the inside of the space suit.
  131. >The space suit then starts to fall away from you, but it’s okay because you can apparently breathe in space now.
  132. >Luna keeps herself perched on top of you, not letting you get up.
  133. “I don’t understand.” You blurt in between two of her kisses.
  134. >She doesn’t say anything back at first, only persistently continuing to hound all over you.
  135. >Gradually just accept your situation, not feeling any objections to it after a few moments of her letting you reach under her cloths and feel her body.
  136. >Luna climbs all over you, her areolae slipping out from her top slightly.
  137. >”Confess.” She says to you.
  138. >You stare into her eyes, questioningly.
  139. >”I already know all of your fetishes, and you must confess them to me eventually after you wake up. Confess your secrets to me.”
  140. >You don’t remember when she got your pants off, but that happened at some point.
  141. >She’s doing things before you realize it.
  142. >Her hungry embrace pulls you ever so closer to herself, and you find she has your member already out and completely erect.
  143. >The half-functioning dream brain of yours doesn’t think of a course of action for this except go with whatever she does, which is exactly what happens.
  144. >She lowers her waist over your erect member, and you can feel your tip pushing against where she evidently isn’t wearing panties.
  145. >It sends a shock through you knowing this, but you let her do this to you.
  146. >Luna is humping you on the surface of the moon mere seconds after she guides your length up inside of herself.
  147. >It’s a special union you did not expect, but one that she’s insistently making happen, and you do as she wants.
  148. >Luna humps you, and humps you and humps you as you lie on your back in her realm, helpless at the mercy of her lonely thirst.
  149. >A climax is getting closer, and you’re 100% on board with this, ready to ejaculate inside of Luna on the moon.
  150. >She smiles down at you, leans in and kisses you on the tip of your nose before giving one final series on pelvic slams down onto you.
  151. >And that definitely did it, you let loose and release your love into Luna.
  152. >”This is only the beginning.” She says to you.
  153. ~
  154. >The dream breaks down, and your taken back into reality.
  155. >Wake up to a white Christmas on Christmas morning.
  156. “What the…” You look down at yourself as you slowly realize you’re back to resting on the school’s library couch.
  157. >Your dick is sticking out of the rim of your pants, facing your stomach.
  158. >The shirt you’re wearing is soaked with cum.
  159. “Aww, fuck!” You gripe, realizing you somehow had a wet dream even after all you went through to try and prevent it. “Damn it! Fuck!”
  160. >You angrily kick the empty juice cans around the floor as you realize you have to start all over again.
  161. >But you haven’t found out why.
  162. >Yet.
  163. ~
  164. ~
  165. >You just wanted to make it to the end of December.
  166. >Why did your stupid brain have to betray you like that when you were sleeping?
  167. >Could have sworn that weird magic stuff you got into was implemented air-tight.
  168. >The rest of winter break is a rest time for you; you now make it your New Year’s resolution to make it till spring without masturbating.
  169. >Until January, you might as well freely masturbate whenever you feel like it to get it all out of your system.
  170. >But every time you do it, your brain always goes back to thinking about Vice Principal Luna.
  171. >That wet dream that interrupted your glorious nofap streak really got to you.
  172. >Now you can’t stop thinking about Vice Principal Luna even when you’re awake.
  173. >But especially in your dreams.
  174. >What is happening to you?
  175. >You’ve always valued your virginity you obviously still have, but something feels different about it.
  176. >If you first think about how you’re still a virgin, you think of Luna.
  177. >And if you think about Luna, some odd notion about your virginity pops into your mind.
  178. >Something… is in progress, but isn’t currently happening, but needs to be resumed. You can’t put your finger on it.
  179. >But you almost feel like you have a bone to pick with Vice Principal Luna.
  180. >Some sort of unfinished business with her that’s separate from all those times she tried to assert her authority over you when you acted up in school.
  181. >Something got added to that, and it’s messing with everything else. Messing with your mind.
  182. >Dumb dreams.
  183. ~
  184. >It’s easy to not have wet dreams if you fap every day, but New Year’s has now passed.
  185. >After ceremonially getting yourself off to your favorite pieces of porn, you feel like you’re ready to go cold turkey for years.
  186. >But a little feeling inside of you tells you you should masturbate to Vice Principal Luna, and picture you can get your hands on.
  187. >Ignore it, too ball-empty to care anyway.
  188. >School resumes on Monday.
  189. ~
  190. >Morning.
  191. >Due to a restless night, you slept through your alarm and missed the bus.
  192. >Fumble around in your house getting yourself ready for school.
  193. >No one’s available to drive you, gotta run the distance.
  194. >Halfway there, you’re out of breath, lacking the energy you should have still had.
  195. >Curse your libido and make your way over to Canterlot High about 20 minutes after the late bell should have rang.
  196. >Some of the nerd kids eat in the cafeteria where there’s a side door to enter through, but only openable from the inside.
  197. >One sees you waving all coolly, hesitates first before letting you in on account of being seen helping you break the rules by a teacher.
  198. >Say the longer you’re both standing there, the sooner someone might notice and assume you’re both in on it; this works.
  199. >Sneak through the hallways right as homeroom ends.
  200. >Too late for that attendance tally, but you often sleep in class anyway.
  201. >Exhibit A: sleeping in first period. Exhibit B: sleeping in second period.
  202. >But as you’re snoozing through the day like you’re fast forwarding it, the teacher’s phone rings.
  203. >A moment later, you’re wanted in the Vice Principal’s office.
  204. >Oh wait, Vice Principal Luna’s in charge of attendance, right?
  205. >How would she have even found out? This makes no sense.
  206. >Curse to yourself on your way down the hallway towards her office after ignoring the dumb stares from your classmates.
  207. >Everything is going swimmingly as you open the door.
  208. >It’s all fine as you sit down.
  209. >You almost feel a shiver the very moment Vice Principal Luna walks in.
  210. >Your throat locks when her surprisingly beautiful eyes catch yours off guard.
  211. >That sigh she gives makes you wonder what it would sound like, softer, more drawn out and next to your ear.
  212. >She sits at her desk, and you absolutely must listen to her sigh again for some reason.
  213. >But she does you one better and starts speaking to you.
  214. >Yup, this is about the attendance, but you miss half of the things Vice Principal Luna is saying to you.
  215. >Don’t need to; you both know why she called you here. You missed attendance but then snuck in without being noticed.
  216. >Vice Principal Luna stands up to grab some papers, and you start thinking about something you never noticed before.
  217. >That’s the sound of her clothes gently sliding against her bare skin underneath.
  218. >Something you never cared about before, suddenly refusing to let you retain what she’s saying in her soothing voice you want to hear moan.
  219. >”Do I make myself clear?”
  220. “Wha- huh?”
  221. >”I said do I make myself clear?” Her soft voice gives way to including a slightly frustrated tone.
  222. “Yeah, yeah.”
  223. >”Anon… were you paying attention to what I said?”
  224. >Nod in confident dishonesty.
  225. >”So what I’d tell you to do from now on?”
  226. “…”
  227. >”Anon.”
  228. >Hearing her say your name puts butterflies in your stomach.
  229. >Your name escaped Vice Principal Luna’s lungs and lips.
  230. “Can you relay it again?” You concede.
  231. >”You should make sure you don’t sleep through your alarm anymore. ‘Kay?” She repeats. “Now put your name down.”
  232. “Mhm.” You nod, writing your name onto the attendance roster.
  233. >Mess up because your brain is focused on what you know Vice Principal Luna’s got going on underneath her clothes right beside you.
  234. >It’s luckily in pencil.
  235. >She watches you erase and start over, sitting back into her desk as she makes you write down your name for her.
  236. >Vice Principal Luna wasn’t almost the most endowed woman in the staff, but you have finally realized she’s got it going on too.
  237. >Try to convince the casual half-boner in your pants to not turn into anything obvious.
  238. >Vice Principal Luna’s cleavage would look so nice if she just showed it for once. She’s gotta be at least a C-cup, right?
  239. >So much for keeping that thing subtle.
  240. >You have to stand up and leave before you know it, soon hunching over like an ape before quickly turning around before she can see.
  241. >…
  242. >Half way back to class and you need to walk like you’re carrying a heavy flowerpot.
  243. >This un-welcomed erection in your pants does not want to go away, like it’s got some unfinished business to attend to.
  244. >What would happen if you went back to Vice Principal Luna’s office and stood up regularly in front of her with your hands to your sides?
  245. >Why did you just wonder about that? That’d probably get you into more trouble.
  246. >Right?
  247. ~
  248. >You made sure not to miss the bus in the morning this time.
  249. >If anything, you’re more worried about whether or not anyone has a way to know that you jacked off in the bathroom the other day just to make that pesky hard on go away.
  250. >A seemingly necessary exception, but you’ve maintained your nofap streak for real this time. For real now.
  251. >If there’s any fetish you want to keep a secret now, it’s the fact that you apparently get off harder when thinking about Vice Principal Luna.
  252. >Just the thought of all this feels so… new… and exciting to you.
  253. >Vice Principal Luna can crack down on your attendance dodging and other misbehaviors all she wants, but you secretly think about her when you jack off and there’s nothing she can do to stop you.
  254. >Just imagine if you accidentally spilled the beans about that to her, that’d be a suspension right there, you’re sure.
  255. >After school, you think about doing it one last time to her picture in last year’s yearbook.
  256. >You officially decide against it, make it back home, chill in your room for a bit, and then slip that yearbook out.
  257. >You never noticed how you can kind of see the subtle protrusion from her bra strap in this picture of her before, but you definitely noticed it now.
  258. >Minutes later, you declare that NOW you’re done fapping for real.
  259. ~
  260. >Okay, so it took until after a full 24 hours of not giving in for you to confidently make that official.
  261. >It’s Friday once more, and you passed the time threshold after checking up on that yearbook picture a couple more times over the past week.
  262. >Now you’re REALLY starting to get your groove back despite being tired all day.
  263. >Bantering with the other lads at lunch is more fun now, and you’re leading the conversation again.
  264. >At the same time, annoying a couple of the girls at your table with a couple of the guys.
  265. >It’s all playful banter, even though the girls cuss you out and diss you back which is just funny to you guys.
  266. >It’s funny to the girls too.
  267. >But guess who doesn’t think it’s funny?
  268. >”Hey!” Vice Principal Luna’s voice cuts through the lunchtime ruckus.
  269. >You all face her, she says something about not being rowdy during lunch, all that usual stuff.
  270. >Cant stop staring into those vibrant teal eyes.
  271. >Even as they grow angry at you which just makes them hotter.
  272. >Your classmates groan and call her lame as she momentarily hands you a detention slip for probably flimsy reasons.
  273. >Questioning why she’s only punishing you, and repeating it all the way back to class after lunch.
  274. >She must really hate you, dude.
  275. >But the joke’s on her, you’d rather enjoy her after-school company in the designated classroom that’s named on the slip of paper.
  276. >You’ll just think about it in your bed after you get back home.
  277. ~
  278. >The rest of the school day was boring and eventless.
  279. >Now you enter the silent classroom and sit in the front row, too tired to be horny.
  280. >These desks aren’t usually comfortable, but you’re lethargic from the lack of synergy with your classmates who’ve gone home.
  281. >And so, maybe these solid seats aren’t so bad after all.
  282. >Where’s Vice Principal Luna, though?
  283. >You might give her a snide comment about being late to the detention session, after resting your head onto the desk.
  284. >…
  285. >”Glad you didn’t skip out on me.” Luna’s voice wakes you up.
  286. “Huh?”
  287. >”You can either write five sentences now or stay the entire hour.” She sets a sheet of paper onto the desk before you.
  288. >It’s explained that you have to answer the questions Luna wrote on the whiteboard, asking you about why you got detention, how you feel, etc.
  289. >Fuck that, you’re staying here.
  290. >After a couple minutes of you talking like a smartass to Vice Principal Luna, you rest your head back onto your desk.
  291. >You’re so tired that you’ve started to get loopy, in dire need of the sleep you usually start catching up on after getting back home.
  292. >Luna can probably tell this, and you hate her for probably enjoying this being an unexpected part of your punishment.
  293. >Can’t leave before time’s up either, or else your punishment is upgraded to a suspension.
  294. >Whatever, you’ll sleep through it. It’ll feel like 5 minutes.
  295. >Yeah, she’s kind of being a bitch to you, but it’s whatever. She’s lucky she’s so fine otherwise you’d ignore your tiredness and gladly accept the suspension.
  296. >Luna’s hand nudges your shoulder; you’re being kept awake.
  297. >Okay, now this is bullshit.
  298. >But you for some reason don’t have it within you to lash out.
  299. >You just weakly turn your head to face her general direction, staring directly at her still-clothed abdomen.
  300. >”I need you to answer these for me, Anon.” Vice Principal Luna places a new sheet of paper onto the desk.
  301. >She wrote the questions directly onto the paper this time, with space for you to answer.
  302. “Huh?” You stare at the first one.
  303. >1: What do you think about me?
  304. >Using your pencil, you write “I think you’re pretty nice” or something like that.
  305. >Next.
  306. >2: Do you think about me when you masturbate?
  307. >Stare at the paper, wondering how to respond to this.
  308. >Look up at Vice Principal Luna, who’s leaning against the teacher’s desk facing you.
  309. >Her belt is gone, and her burgundy top seems to have gotten a little shorter at the bottom.
  310. >Her beautiful eyes are starting to look like the predatory eyes of an anaconda with slits for pupils.
  311. “Vice Principal Luna, I…”
  312. >She giggles, then gives you that sigh you’ve been waiting for. “Well? Go on.”
  313. >Your member in your pants eagerly starts to do something.
  314. >Obediently, you answer the question honestly.
  315. >Vice Principal Luna goes to the front board to erase the old questions.
  316. >They’re all written so high up at the top of the board, and she has to reach extra high to reach it all.
  317. >As Vice Principal Luna reaches up, the bottom of her shrunken shirt can’t cover all the way down to her pants.
  318. >It rides up her body when she stretches her arms up, unveiling her bare midriff to you as she erases.
  319. >Luna’s exposed lower back boasts her dimples of Venus, with her pants fittingly hugging around her curved hips.
  320. >You just want to run your hands along her abdomen so badly, her skin looks so smooth.
  321. >3: Am I giving you an erection?
  322. >You sit there at full mast concealed, watching Vice Principal Luna make her top ride higher up her midriff as she tries to reach the now higher whiteboard writing.
  323. >The middle crease of her lower back comes further into view, the shirt lifted away from Luna’s bare skin.
  324. >The trunk of her midriff is completely in the open, and your eyes get locked onto it as she keeps reaching as high as she can.
  325. >4: What color are my panties?
  326. >Look back over to her.
  327. >Her pants must have come undone in the front, because you watch the pants get looser and start to slip down her hips.
  328. >Her secret is revealed; the top rim of her frilly black panties peeks out at you.
  329. >You almost feel like you’re undressing her with your imagination; you want to see more of her body exposed.
  330. >Her curves looked great with clothes over them, but now you’re seeing them come out in the open in bare skin.
  331. >Her midriff is so sleek, leading down to her womanly hips that present her ass that’s so perfectly cupped under the back of her slipping pants that conform to the soft cheeks.
  332. >The pants slightly fall away from the frilly panties as Vice Principal Luna’s long, stretched out abdomen shows more in its exposed glory as the small shirt fails to cover it.
  333. >You’d definitely see her bellybutton if she wasn’t facing away from you; this alone makes you twitch.
  334. >Vice Principal Luna has the sexiest body you never knew about.
  335. >She half-heartedly tugs her pants back up as she walks towards you, her top now haphazardly allowing a gap of her midriff to still show.
  336. >”I know your fetishes.” She says. “I know you’re into wardrobe malfunction. That’s one of them. Admit it.”
  337. “Yes, Vice Principal Luna.”
  338. >”Wanna see my cute tummy?” She reaches up to “fix” the overhead projector on the ceiling above your desk.
  339. >The dress code inappropriate top rides up her midriff again, and slips up and away from Vice Principal Luna’s up-stretched bellybutton that shyly comes into view.
  340. >”I saw yours, only fair you see mine.”
  341. >You’re too tongue twisted to respond.
  342. >”Kiss it.”
  343. >Breath growing heavier, you put your hands on the soft sides of Vice Principal Luna’s sleek, exposed abdomen and pull her closer to your face.
  344. >Her soft bellybutton collides with your nervously puckering lips, such a pristine scent from her smooth skin.
  345. >It retracts away a tiny bit as she giggles from you tickling her, before you fully plant your lips against her supple skin and start making out with Vice Principal Luna’s bellybutton.
  346. >”Touching me so inappropriately’s gonna get you another detention.” Luna’s voice vibrates through her tummy as you lock your hold around her hips and grab her ass.
  347. >Make her bellybutton wet and shine with your kisses, face buried deep in her abdomen.
  348. >”You’re getting yourself in deeper trouble for this.” Luna can’t help but softly buck her hips at you.
  349. >Still undone in front, her pants carelessly slip down some more from her clingy panties.
  350. >Wander downward, kissing her smooth skin until the black fabric is against your chin then nose.
  351. >Push inward and kiss around seeking Luna’s vulva to liplock through the panties with.
  352. >They kiss you back, and you mash your own lips against their softness until Luna is prompted to buck her hips harder.
  353. >She can’t hold back when you kiss her vulva lips through her clingy panties they conform to.
  354. >”You need to finish giving something up to me.” Vice Principal Luna starts to sincerely hump your face. “We both already know what it is.”
  355. >It was half given up to Luna on that fateful night, but the exchange must be completed.
  356. >Your mind, heart and body demand that this unstoppable urge for Luna is sated.
  357. >It’s your virginity.
  358. >…
  359. >”Anon!”
  360. “Guh, what the fuck?” You jolt up out of your puddle of drool.
  361. >”The hour’s up.” Vice Principal Luna has already started towards the door.
  362. >She’s way too far away from you to have been making any kind of physical contact.
  363. “Oh. Alright.” You look down and see yourself holding one of your textbooks over your lap.
  364. >You vaguely remember doing that as you were resting your head on the desk with sleep looming over you, but only vaguely.
  365. >It’s enough to know you’ve been in this position this whole time.
  366. >Luna tells you to clean up the drool and leaves, and you lift the textbook to see a dark spot on your pants that indicate your streak has been broken once again.
  367. >You don’t even exclaim this time, it’s just like, fuck it. Whatever. Try again next time.
  368. ~
  369. >You get home tired as fuck, lying in bed for the longest time after changing out of your cum pants and such.
  370. >Don’t even do anything until after you’ve slept for a little bit, soon hanging out alone all night until Saturday morning.
  371. >Life got quiet again, and you’re more than sure that you body is going to get the best of you if you dare to try another nofap, which you’re inevitably going to do because why not.
  372. >Vice Principal Luna distracted you this time, you’ll stay off the radar for now until you can get things back to the way they were.
  373. >Use Sunday night to look up all the weird magic stuff you used before from that shady website.
  374. >Already read everything before so this’ll be a breeze this time around.
  375. >Light up the pentagram candles etc. and put a spell on yourself like last time.
  376. >There’s never a way of knowing if it worked or not until it’s been a while since you last had an urge to fap, which is why it’s always smartest to do this after you’ve gone for a couple of days, albeit the rushed exception this time.
  377. >But something feels like the spell’s being blocked by something.
  378. >You /are/ a virgin so it should easily work for you, as the website says.
  379. ~
  380. >In your next dream, you continue a little storyline that you were going along with when you were awake and playing more video games.
  381. >Some dark souls like game with armor, weapons, whatever.
  382. >You’re running through the landscape, capturing outposts, slaughtering groups of enemy fighters trying to stop you and stealing all of their gold.
  383. >Territory after territory, you conquer until you sneak into a new one at night.
  384. >This is the realm of Nightmare Moon, the Evil Princess who was supposed to have been in control of all the lands you do whatever you want in.
  385. >You break into her castle and watch all of the health bars of her dozens of guards deplete to 0 as you dominate them.
  386. >They’re at player levels 5-8, but you’re at level 42 and have special spells and potions; they’ll need to train more in order to reach near your level and stand a chance here.
  387. >But then you reach Nightmare Moon’s throne room.
  388. >The battle should have been a quick one, but you can barely put a dent in her health bar.
  389. >What level is she even on? This is NOTHING like her guards.
  390. >She wears a metal mast over her face aside her eyes, and she wields an ax that deals a lot of damage to you with each hit.
  391. >And you’re locked in here with her now too.
  392. >You didn’t even notice that this was a boss fight until you finally noticed the boss music playing.
  393. >Why didn’t you notice it? Why are you suddenly so off guard?
  394. >Can’t even leave this area.
  395. >Your own health bar is soon reduced to about 10%, and you try to leave.
  396. >But something is going to stick with you after you wake up.
  397. >One final blow from behind and all of your inventory spills out as you fall to the floor with 0 HP.
  398. >She’s going to have no quarter for you anyway.
  399. ~
  400. >You probably shouldn’t have become that type of student who peaked in high school.
  401. >Because you’ve become a great interest to the Vice Principal.
  402. >And at an inconvenient time when you’re trying to keep her out of your mind.
  403. >It’s rewarding to get your libido as minimized as you can possibly get it.
  404. >But this can’t happen without your brain cooperating.
  405. >And right now, thoughts of Vice Principal Luna flood into it every day, every night.
  406. >There’s something special about her that you’ve never noticed before, something that really makes its way to your very core.
  407. >Why are you suddenly falling in love with your Vice Principal?
  408. >Can’t stop thinking things about her, very specific kinds of things.
  409. >Sexual things. That eat away at you from the inside until you get it out of your system.
  410. >And there’s no way Vice Principal is aware of this secret of yours; you must keep this to yourself.
  411. >…
  412. >You can’t wait to totally destroy the other team in dodgeball in gym class again.
  413. >After several days of successful nofap, you’ve finally built up your energy again just in time for this.
  414. >You and two really fit football guys are the most ideal teammates in the entire class.
  415. >They usually throw the hardest which makes them ideal (by dumb high schooler logic) and while you’re able to dodge literally anything thrown at you and throw back the most accurately; your speed, agility and accuracy makes you the scariest opponent to go up against.
  416. >Welp, nevermind, all the students are being called to the auditorium for a big announcement during that class period.
  417. >Fuck, you were perfectly ready and they had to take that away from you.
  418. >After you’re all herded into there like cattle and sit down, Celestia steps out and starts talking into the microphone about some huge fundraiser or whatever.
  419. >Or awareness event, or something, you stopped paying attention after a whole five seconds.
  420. >Bored out of your mind, you and a couple of your buddies you deliberately sat next to start clowning on the students in the row in front of you.
  421. >Propelling tiny bits of paper at the backs of the other students’ heads, then trying not to laugh when one of them looks back at the lot of you.
  422. >Couldn’t play dodgeball, so guess this will have to compensate for fun time.
  423. >It’s amusing to see them get so mad, hissing at you to stop as you and your friends silently crack up together.
  424. >But the real excitement happened a few minutes ago when they didn’t even know it was you guys doing it.
  425. >Though, your stifled giggling was a pretty quick dead giveaway. Not that any of you really care, though.
  426. >Oh look, Vice Principal Luna is speaking on the stage next.
  427. >Your attention is immediately redirected towards her the very instant her voice reaches your years.
  428. >Still have no idea what the hell this assembly is about, but you just want to hear Vice Principal Luna speak some more.
  429. >”You spacin’ out, dude?” One friend says to you as another gets a rubber band out.
  430. “Tired.” You use the actual truth as an excuse here.
  431. >The long and boring assembly drags on, and more than half of the students are pretty much tuned out at this point.
  432. >Lovestruck, you gaze at Vice Principal Luna, undressing her in your imagination:
  433. >She slips that burgundy top off of her body on the stage, showing everyone what bra she’s wearing before unhooking that and removing it too.
  434. >Get a little hard at the thought of her being topless on stage, and harder at the thought of her slipping her pants down and swaying her hips.
  435. >”Ah fuck!” One of your friends exclaims as he accidentally sends the rubber band soaring high into the air, which leads to it landing on the stage right next to Luna.
  436. >Everyone in your group gets silent as the rest of the auditorium quietly chatters and laughs having seen what happened, and Luna’s eyes grow annoyed.
  437. >”Who did that?” Vice Principal Luna, still fully dressed back in reality, starts scanning the audience.
  438. >”What the fuck, bro?!” Another friend grunts with a laugh.
  439. >”I didn’t mean to make it go that far!”
  440. >Every single one of you is back to trying to hold back roaring laughter now, in light of this *absolutely hilarious* situation.
  441. >”It came from that direction, had to be someone over there.” Luna says into the microphone.
  442. >”Yoooo, we’re fucked!”
  443. >”Oh what’s she gonna do anyway?”
  444. >”It wasn’t supposed to go that far though!”
  445. >You stand up.
  446. “Hey!” You let your voice boom over everyone else’s. “Yeah, me, bitch! What?!” You spread your arms gladiator-style.
  447. >Now the entire auditorium is filled with deafening laughter from every single student in it.
  448. >The wrath in Vice Principal Luna’s eyes is indescribable, but the only word you can think of is “sexy”.
  449. ~
  450. >There is no new detention slip, it’s a suspension form.
  451. >Super, now you get to skip school for the next week.
  452. >Oh no! You’ll miss all the notes and shit for the homeworks and quizzes you’re gonna cheat on anyway, oh no!
  453. >This system is a fucking joke.
  454. >The only letdown is that you weren’t sent to the Vice Principal’s office, and just received the suspension form by your math teacher to whom it was delivered to be given to you in front of the whole class.
  455. >Damn, Vice Principal Luna’s got no mercy here.
  456. >But you just make yourself cooler by accepting the slip of paper and then bowing for your classmates who all saw what happened 45 minutes ago.
  457. >They all love the dumb spectacle you give them, which makes this not feel like salt in the wound at all.
  458. >If being suspended even counts as a wound to you, which it fucking doesn’t.
  459. >That foxy lady Luna’s gonna have to try harder than that to embarrass you or at least just fuck with you.
  460. >…
  461. >And she will.
  462. >…
  463. >Your school friends patted you on the shoulder and back for taking the fall for your bro back there.
  464. >Quite bombastically at that.
  465. >And now you sit at home, ready to relax for the entire week of suspension from school.
  466. >Maybe you’ll get a better sleep pattern along the way.
  467. >But the main thing is that you’ll forget to think about Vice Principal Luna so much now that you won’t be reminded of her suddenly discovered hotness every day at school.
  468. >Standing up in that auditorium was a subconscious strategic move of yours.
  469. ~
  470. >After a day or two into your suspension, conversations between you and a couple of your bros spring up about maybe sneaking into the school at night when there’s no one there to hang out and maybe get high while you’re there.
  471. >You figure you’ll go together instead of have it just be you going in there alone and going to sleep in the library this time.
  472. >That little electronics area of the library is still there and able to be used, so it’s not like having fun by going there would be impossible.
  473. >The whole thing is planned out at your house with your friends over.
  474. >All three of you are going to go over there on Tuesday night and bring with you a console and some games, along with some food to snack on if the vending machines won’t be of any use.
  475. >It’s absolutely idiotic what enough spite will cause you to do.
  476. >But your friends are more than on board with you on this, because they’ve always been fed up with dealing with Vice Principal Luna’s strictness ruining all of their fun.
  477. >Didn’t you already decide to not think about Luna or anything like that?
  478. >Guess that didn’t last long, didn’t it?
  479. >You’ve got the duffle bag packed with a few things you’ll need on your bed on Tuesday afternoon.
  480. >The other guys are going to stay after for a couple of hours until they can tell no one else is in the school.
  481. >Then they will go to one of the basement-ish storage rooms and unlock the tiny window from the inside, which can be done in a way where the janitor won’t notice it’s unlocked when he inevitably locks all of the doors in the school.
  482. >And the storage room’s door can be unlocked from the inside just like the window can.
  483. >All of this would have been an easier process had your possession of those spare keys not been found out.
  484. >Long story short, you most likely lost them when you were there overnight before, but no one could prove that it was you who snuck in.
  485. >If Luna knows, she’s definitely keeping the secret on purpose, otherwise, she would have gotten you into a theft charge by now.
  486. >But you’re 100% sure she never found out the details.
  487. >Either way, you’re ready to sneak into the school with a couple of friend this time and hang out.
  488. >If you planned this correctly, Luna should not be staying at the school tonight and it should be completely locked up in her absence.
  489. >It could be either convenient or inconvenient that she sometimes stays overnight to look after the place after the janitor goes home, except you’re taking a risk if you sneak in while Luna is still there.
  490. >A risk you two friends don’t want, at least.
  491. >A couple of hours go by and they text you saying that the window is unlocked and front doors were locked and left for the night.
  492. >You get the things ready and wait fort hem to pull up in front of your house.
  493. >…
  494. >There’s the school’s slightly visible silhouette in the late night sky.
  495. >That place you swore a couple of days ago was a place you were glad you’re spending time away from.
  496. >And now here you are with a couple of friends unable to stay away just because it has a couple of sofas and flat screen TVs in the library that you guys have in your houses anyway.
  497. >Is it really even that exciting that you’re breaking in just to hang out?
  498. >All three of you park far enough away with the headlights already off, turn the car off, get out and creep on over looking for any lights still being on just in case you made a miscalculation.
  499. >Nope, it’s completely dark in there.
  500. >Part of you feels let down because this can only mean that Vice Principal Luna really isn’t in there, and you have zero chance of running into her.
  501. >When you three make it to the window you’re supposed to go through, you stop and listen for any noises.
  502. >Nothing.
  503. >Nothing but the wind blowing by as one of your friends gets the window to quietly squeak open.
  504. >”Okay, it’s open. Who’s going in to catch the bags?”
  505. “I’ll do it.” You volunteer.
  506. >Crouch down and waddle across the grass before hitting your head on the top of the window frame.
  507. >”Dumbass.”
  508. “Shut up!”
  509. >Maneuver your way through with your phone flashlight shining down at anything soft you could potentially land on since this window is high up inside of the room.
  510. >Settle on landing atop a bin of basketballs, many of which towards the bottom of the pile are partially deflated from no one in gym class wanting to use them.
  511. >It softens the fall slightly.
  512. >Look back up.
  513. “Alright, ready.”
  514. >One by one, the bags are fed through the window and down towards you.
  515. >The storage room is completely silent aside the noises you’re making, but you have an eerie feeling about what the rest of the school is going to be like.
  516. >Eventually, all of the stuff is transported inside and your friends climb on in as well.
  517. >There’s no way the janitor would bother to check that higher up window where the smaller-sized students can climb on top of things and actually get a closer look at.
  518. >He just checks the room for anything missing or any possible people hiding inside, assuming the window is already locks since there’s a clutter of stuff in the way of its reach.
  519. >It’s perfect, you guys can leave the window unlocked as frequently as you want and there’s almost no chance anyone will ever notice.
  520. >And now…
  521. >Regarding the one security camera that overlooks the hallway leading to the library.
  522. >You and your friends already cleverly figured out the angles and logistics of the whole thing.
  523. >There’s one security camera that looks towards the door leading to outside from the hallway next to the gym, but the supply closet you snuck into is already past that camera.
  524. >A second camera faces towards the library entrance from a connecting hallway, one you can reach standing on someone’s shoulders before you actually enter its frame of view.
  525. >The little glass half-sphere over the camera to protect it can just have a thick piece of black tape slapped over it.
  526. >After that, all you have to do is jimmy the lock to the library doors and you’re perfectly capable of waltzing in and watching whatever TV or play whatever video games you want.
  527. >The three of you take the two duffel bags and open the door from the supply closet, quietly emerging into the long echoing hallway.
  528. >You make sure the door is propped open just in case it automatically locks when closing again; don’t want your only safe way out to no longer be an option.
  529. >Neither of the other guys thought of this, luckily you’re more experienced in this than them though.
  530. >Really makes you feel smart.
  531. >Everything has to be done mostly in the dark, with the slight light from outside being the only light source that won’t look suspicious suddenly lighting up the walls where the first camera can see.
  532. >As you creep through to the intersecting hallway, you start to hear the slightest draft giving everything an eerie slight moan to it.
  533. >Must be the air condition system blowing gentle drafts throughout the place.
  534. “Up there.” You direct in a whisper to your slightly taller friend, who momentarily gets up onto your shoulders to reach the camera on the ceiling.
  535. >”Tape?” He asks.
  536. >”Hang on.” The other guy sifts around in one of the duffel bags. “Got it.”
  537. >The stunt is performed very carefully, and the black tape is swiftly slapped onto the glass mini-dome as though it happened in one frame in the security footage being recorded.
  538. >The other cameras facing the doors leading outside couldn’t have this done because anything you did to get through the doors would’ve been picked up by the footage before you could get to the cameras, but that one storage room window doesn’t count as an entrance to monitor.
  539. >And the school budget only allows so many cameras.
  540. >The only lock you need to mess with is the one to the library.
  541. >Take out some paper clips and begin trying the lock.
  542. >One minute goes by with no results, two more minutes go by with no results.
  543. >C’mon, this worked on other doors before.
  544. >Those were smaller simpler doors though, this is a metal, windowed door with the heavier locks and handles.
  545. >Several more minutes go by without success.
  546. >Even with the inclusion of additional lock jimmying tools from the duffel bag.
  547. >Several more minutes go by once again, and morale is now dwindling.
  548. >”Why isn’t it fucking working?!” One friend grunts. “Bro should we just bail?”
  549. “The fuck? Why? We already made it this far.”
  550. >”Yeah but that lock is really, really not opening.”
  551. “Don’t worry about it, I’ve done this before!”
  552. >”With THIS door?”
  553. “Well uh, n-no. But it’s basically the same idea.”
  554. >”It’s been more than twenty minutes, dude. Is this gonna work or not?”
  555. “Fuck, uh… hold on for a minute.”
  556. >”I didn’t come in here just to fuckin’ stand arou-” He begins before the distant sound of a door closing elsewhere in the school reaches your ears.
  557. >You all exchange identical glances.
  558. >”…Ssshit!”
  559. >Everything is immediately packed back up and hastily hauled back round the corner.
  560. >You try to minimize the sound of your footsteps the best you can as you frantically shush one another, which only slows everything down more.
  561. >”Dude! The camera!”
  562. >Your attention is brought back up to the black tape your friend is pointing to.
  563. >The tallest of the group stands directly under it, jumping as high as he can trying to reach the tape to quickly peel it off.
  564. >Meanwhile, you’ve already disappeared around the corner in the direction of the storage room.
  565. >Now your ears can pick up the slight sound of distant footsteps traveling through the school.
  566. “Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!” You hiss.
  567. >You don’t know how he managed to do it, but your tallest friend got the tape from the security camera and approaches with it dangling off his finger.
  568. >The three of you silently retreat back into the storage room and close and lock the door behind you completely.
  569. >Everyone is whispering but in a manner that resembles shouting.
  570. >”I thought Luna wasn’t supposed to be here!”
  571. “We’ll argue about it later! Shut up and climb already!”
  572. >One duffel bag lands on the grass, one friend crawls out onto the grass, the second duffel bag lands on the grass…
  573. >Seconds later, it’s just you inside of the room with your friends holding your arms to pull you up.
  574. >At this very instant, you hear a quiet but ominous, deep voiced laughter through the storage room door from right outside of it.
  575. >”What the… what the fuck?”
  576. “Oh fuck!” You couldn’t have pulled yourself out onto the grass quickly enough for comfort.
  577. >”That’s not Luna! Bro, that’s not fucking Luna!”
  578. “Fucking go already!”
  579. >You must have made it back to the car in less than fifteen seconds flat, nervously laughing the entire way.
  580. >The three of you were driving off before you knew it.
  581. >The hairs on the back of your neck stand up.
  582. >Fear charges through your veins.
  583. >Your heart beats in your throat, etc. etc.
  584. ~
  585. >You and your couple of friends you went with don’t bother arguing it out over who the hell it was in the school.
  586. >It didn’t sound like anyone you know, and you all know for a FACT that you all heard that laughter at once and that it was real.
  587. >It barely even sounded like a human voice, almost distorted even.
  588. >AND your friends had confirmed that the school’s front doors were locked up for the night.
  589. >This doesn’t give you a very good feeling.
  590. >Start telling your other buddies about it and one of them jokes about Luna possibly using witch powers to summon a demon or something to guard the school.
  591. >She always did have some sort of powerful look in her eyes.
  592. >But in any case, none of your friends want to go back into that school during the night.
  593. >They are impossible to convince.
  594. >They do not have that same insatiable hunger for Vice Principal Luna that eclipses your fear for whatever it was that happened in the school that night.
  595. >And you KNOW that Luna had something to do with it.
  596. >Maybe she knows about everything you’re doing and she’s fucking with you instead of stopping you right away.
  597. >You don’t have any certain confirmation of this but there’s just a strong feeling within you that this is the case.
  598. >Maybe it’s just your feelings making you assume this, and she had nothing to do with whoever scared you out of the school the night you broke in to hang out.
  599. >It is still true that you’ve been thinking about Vice Principal Luna a lot recently.
  600. >…
  601. >You remember having another nightmare recently.
  602. >It took place in the school hallway after the school day was long over probably, and you were about to drink from the water fountain after having snuck out of class without a hall pass.
  603. >Some other guy was there, looked to be about your age but maybe a substitute teacher or something, or a student teacher.
  604. >He seems like another you.
  605. >Tells you you’re in great danger, as was he at one point, but now you might be the one in great danger.
  606. >You feel like he already knows Vice Principal Luna, and there’s some problem between him and her that he is passing down to you.
  607. >Tell him it’s nothing you wanted to inherit, but he tells you that you and him are the only two whom it can be passed down to because of your own practices, and this is now something that comes with the territory so long as Luna is your Vice Principal and can’t contain herself.
  608. >Saying she didn’t “get like this” for no reason. It was mostly his fault.
  609. >”I don’t see a hall pass in your hands.” Luna’s voice startled both of you. “Come here.”
  610. >Fuck, you’re caught.
  611. >Your first reaction is to just stand up to her and tell her you don’t care about hall passes and will walk around the halls whenever you want regardless of how many detentions she gives you.
  612. >But the slightly older you wisely prompts you to start running away, as the danger is much greater than you’re aware of.
  613. >And so, you follow suit.
  614. >Luna pursues the two of you, saying something about a fire she can’t put out because of what one of you did.
  615. >You don’t understand, but this other guy seems to understand, and he’s just slightly faster than you.
  616. >Of course as dreams do, the dream slows down your run, but his slow run is still faster than yours, and Luna can be heard approaching you two.
  617. >Your brain frantically starts to unwillingly accept that she’s going to get you and lets the other you get away more quickly.
  618. >He’s the survivor, the one who didn’t have to worry about outrunning Luna, but only had to worry about outrunning the student next to him instead: you.
  619. >Cry out to him, begging him not to leave you behind.
  620. >Luna’s hands firmly grasp your shoulders. “You will fulfill the trials I have laid out for you. Since my former student has escaped my reach now.” Her voice sounds almost desperate.
  621. >Still try to escape, but Luna pulls you back and shoves you against a locker as the other you vanishes into thin air at the other end of the hallway.
  622. >”You’re not so tough now.” Her voice gets excited sounding. “Now that it’s someone your own size for once.”
  623. >Which is wrong, because Vice Principal Luna’s a lot taller than you with your smaller stature.
  624. >She shoves you around the hallway, displaying how much stronger than you she is.
  625. >You try the whole “if you keep pushing me, I’m going to get an erection” bully deterrent you learned from an internet meme.
  626. >She only smiles at this and pins you against a locker, pushing her chest onto your collar bone. “Oh?”
  627. >After a few seconds of struggling, she positions herself up against you more symmetrically, by lifting you slightly off your feet and locking one arm around you.
  628. >Now your faces are aligned, her breasts are mushed against you and her hand wedges its way to the crotch of your pants.
  629. >She tries to kiss you on the lips as you turn your face away.
  630. >Holds the back of your head still and pulls her student into herself, soon forcing a slow kiss between you two.
  631. >Through your pants, her hand messes with your member into getting stimulated.
  632. >”Now you HAVE to get erect.” Luna ignores your pleas and prompts you to gradually become erect. “C’mon, now.”
  633. >Kisses you again, plays with you some more.
  634. >”Every time you dream about me, I get a little bit closer. Now BEHAVE.”
  635. >…
  636. >Jolt awake in a puddle of sweat and cum.
  637. “Fucking damn it, not again!”
  638. >Now it’s personal.
  639. ~
  640. >You spend the rest of your free suspension weekend without having anything to do but play video games but now without any horny to keep you up at night.
  641. >Spent the Lunar New Year cooped up in your room in banishment from school, though that’s not the new year everyone here celebrates anyway so you don’t really mind.
  642. >And you mostly lie in bed wondering to yourself about life and all the bullshit and good shit that comes with it.
  643. >Rumors about the school being haunted starts to spread around your social group.
  644. >It’s only to be expected that you potentially get yourself into even more trouble that came from people learning of your presence at the school overnight.
  645. >You really gotta stop taking these risks.
  646. >What are you gonna do with your life if you don’t graduate high school and college?
  647. >Work a shitty 9 to 5 wage job?
  648. >No, fuck that, you gotta get a degree, so you can end up working a shitty 9 to 5 wage job WITH student loan debt too!
  649. >lol
  650. >It makes no difference to you if you get expelled or not, there’s nothing you’d feel bad about missing out on.
  651. >Like college towns aren’t allowed to invite outsiders to come party with the students.
  652. >You’ll get to be shitfaced drunk without worrying about the exam on Monday.
  653. >…
  654. >Welp, back to school you go.
  655. >No one can prove that someone was in the school on that one fabled night where unidentified students heard a demon lurking the hallways.
  656. >Must’ve been completely made up, man your luckiness is really gonna render you unlucky in the long run if you end up going to college because of all this.
  657. >Think about escaping to trade school in the future as you’re riding the bus over in the morning, ready to just get expelled anyway because school work is just fucking lame in general.
  658. >Look into your backpack and see a bunch of papers.
  659. >Oh right.
  660. >You barely remember that Luna gave you a plethora of homework assignments selected by various teachers of yours to do over your suspension so it didn’t feel like a free winter-break like vacation.
  661. >Wow, you really did “unintentionally” completely forget about that, didn’t you?
  662. >Laugh yourself into a quick little almost-nap as the other students get onto the bus at each stop, tired from having stayed up so late due to not caring.
  663. >The dork sitting next to you was nice enough to keep you from dozing off again by shaking you and letting you know the bus arrived at the school.
  664. >After getting off of the school bus and walking in, you figure that you’ll just walk into the Vice Principal’s office, take that stack of homework papers without even so much as your name on them and plop that bad boy onto Vice Principal Luna’s desk with imaginary movie music playing in your head.
  665. >And then you’ll walk out all cinematic-like maybe flipping her off as you exist and score yourself that expulsion.
  666. >Oh, there’s her office, here we go…
  667. >Walk in.
  668. >Do exactly what you told yourself you’d do with Luna sitting right there at her desk.
  669. >And there she is, staring not at you but the paperwork she’s filling out that completely has her attention away from even the sound of your undone homework hitting the wooden desk.
  670. >That was a thick packet too, she had to have heard that.
  671. >No response.
  672. >Clear your throat to get her attention.
  673. >Yup, she’s definitely ignoring you on purpose.
  674. >ANY other student would have left as quickly as they could before she saw that the papers were blank so she couldn’t be all like “wait a minute, hold on” and make you stay in here and explain yourself.
  675. >But you’ve got balls between your thighs, emptied or not.
  676. >Pick the stack of papers back up and make them land directly on top of the papers Luna was working with.
  677. >Annoyed, she looks up at you.
  678. >The poignant animosity in her piercing glare makes you freeze like a deer inches away from the grill of an eighteen wheeler truck.
  679. >You immediately regret this decision and you don’t know why.
  680. >”Can I help you with something?”
  681. “I, uh…” You stutter, shaking ever so slightly in your legs.
  682. >Need to leave before your knees collapse from the sound of her voice.
  683. >”You have to take the packet back.”
  684. “M-maybe I’m already done with it.”
  685. >”Either you fill out the detention slip I stuck in there or I will.”
  686. >You stare at her, completely confused.
  687. >”Go ahead, take a look.”
  688. >Hesitantly drag your feet over to your side of her desk and look through the packet you didn’t even bother flipping through over your suspension weekend.
  689. >Low and behold, there’s one detention slip waiting right there for you, with the “reason” line already filled out, saying “neglecting to complete suspension homework”.
  690. >Did she… did she stick thing into the packet before she ever gave it to you or did she sneak it in there just now?
  691. >Your eyes have been locked onto Vice Principal Luna this whole time but mostly just her eyes that had trapped yours.
  692. >That would have to have been some amazing foresight for her to have known you weren’t going to do your long weekend homework, or maybe it was just a reminder of what would be to come had you not done it.
  693. >Though, why would she threaten you with a detention when you were already well on your way to suspension?
  694. >If she just wrote it now, that would be some unbelievable sleight of hand for her to do that without you noticing.
  695. >Or maybe she filled it out before you walked in and then snuck it in? That would still be impossible for you not to notice if she did that on the spot.
  696. >Were you really THAT lost in her eyes?
  697. >”Do we have a problem?” Vice Principal Luna breaks your train of thought with that voice.
  698. >You just can’t wrap your head around how or rather why she did this.
  699. >”Answer me.”
  700. “I’ll uh, I’ll fill this out.” You clumsily take the whole packet with you, surprised at Vice Principal Luna’s ability to do things you can’t understand.
  701. >”It’s too late to do the packet.” Her voice sounds so angry that it gives you confusing shivers.
  702. >She sounds like she’s trying to sound calm but her upset-ness inside is making her tone sound forceful with you.
  703. >Stare at her for several seconds before she repeats herself. “Give it to me.” She holds out her hand.
  704. >Take a step closer but not close enough to reach her.
  705. >”Give it to me.” She repeats, with more sternness.
  706. >She receives the packet, grabbing it directly from your hand, and letting your finger brush my hers a little.
  707. >It sends a sort of shock through you straight to your heart, feeling her hand touch yours.
  708. >You swear Vice Principal Luna almost looks like she’s trying not to grin.
  709. >Start walking away until she tells you something as you have your back turned to her.
  710. >”Take it.”
  711. >Turn around; she’s holding the detention slip in her hand reaching out.
  712. >”Come on, you heard me.”
  713. ~
  714. >Curly Winds and Thunderbass (who are also juniors this year) are outside during “recess” tossing a football towards one another during lunch period.
  715. >It’s technically recess but technically not recess.
  716. >There’s no playground but there is an open grassy field for the high schoolers to play in or hang out at when they’re done eating their lunches.
  717. >And these two decided to pass a football around during their spare time.
  718. >Curly Winds is doing this thing where he’s forcing Thunderbass to go long out into the field further and further by throwing the football at larger arcs.
  719. >It pretty funny watching him change how he’s talking about being so good at catching a football after having to catch harder and harder passes that are thrown with more force and distance.
  720. >He goes further and further, still staying within a reasonable distance of the school, not really even leaving anyone’s sight.
  721. >”Hey!”
  722. >What was that?
  723. >The two boys turn to face Vice Principal Luna approaching them, and boy does she not look happy.
  724. >They only know her as most students at this school know her: the no-fun do-as-i-say young woman who makes up a bunch of bullshit to get students into trouble so they aren’t as loud or bother her so much.
  725. >She’s only been like this more recently, but it’s enough to make everyone really start to hate her in recent months.
  726. >”Aw damn it, it’s Luna.” Says Curly Winds.
  727. >”The fuck does she want now?” Gripes Thunderbass.
  728. >”Too far out!” Luna waves her arm for them to come back in closer to the school. “That’s too far out. Come back in closer.”
  729. >”We’re still in the field!” Protests Thunderbass.
  730. >”I SAID NOW!” Luna’s eyes begin to glare daggers at them.
  731. >The two boys mutter profanities under their breath as they get herded back closer to the school by the vice principal.
  732. >She’s in like, what, her 30s and she’s acting like she’s in her mid 50s?
  733. >Maybe it’s some kind of power trip.
  734. >”I don’t want this happening again.” Vice Principal Luna acts like these guys were planning a robbery or some shit.
  735. >They already know there’s no point in arguing with her, she’s just going to bitch at them some more.
  736. >Two freshmen who were also tossing around a football more closer to the school saw the whole scene, as well as what Luna was doing right beforehand, and obediently stay as close to the school as they can after Luna menacingly curls her finger at them to do as she says as well.
  737. >She’s definitely enjoying the power trip, at least so it seems in the eyes of the students.
  738. >Now back to what she was already doing, Vice Principal Luna takes Sweet Leaf and Treehugger in to her office after having caught them in the act of doing something that’s probably already obvious.
  739. >The boys as recess are left behind, and Luna walks through the halls.
  740. >She sighs to herself in anger and anguish as her job bears down on her more and more, wearing her down as well as her current situation only makes it harder to deal with.
  741. >Takes the two delinquent girls down to her office as she wonders how bad if it would be if she tried to get her older sister to deal with all this stuff instead.
  742. >After taking them inside, she sits them down in her office and sits at her desk.
  743. >”So can you tell me why you’re here?” She asks them.
  744. >The two stoner girls stare back remembering everything that happened from their point of view.
  745. ~
  746. >There was this beautiful bridge that spanned over the football and track field that Sweet Leaf and Treehugger was skipping across.
  747. >There were stars in the sky and flowers in the grass.
  748. >The two girls didn’t even discover it until they unveiled the magic sacred secret key they huffed smoke form, unlocking their minds to the rest of the world that was already around them without them realizing it before.
  749. >The two of them waved hello at passerby from the top of the bridge before following it over a moat with some clouds all the way to a royal castle.
  750. >The drawbridge was opened and they stepped inside.
  751. >Two minutes later, they closed the drawbridge behind them.
  752. >Trying to see if they could use the keys to completely shift the outside world once more into a new landscape.
  753. >To perhaps show this special key to more multiverse universes.
  754. >The drawbridge suddenly opens, which is where Luna comes into the picture.
  755. >…
  756. >A tattle-tale freshman told Vice Principal Luna that he saw a couple of girls smoking weed on the school’s football field, dancing around.
  757. >Luna walked over to one of the janitor closets that had the door slightly ajar and discovered Sweet Leaf and Treehugger inside with a thick cloud of smoke emerging from the inside.
  758. >Sweet Leaf, caught, gazed up at Vice Principal Luna with reddened eyes. “Want a blunt?” She held the offering up to the vice principal.
  759. ~
  760. >That’s pretty much how it went down, and Vice Principal Luna signs their papers for suspension and does everything else necessary for getting this process underway.
  761. >This is getting to be too much to handle in one day, it’s just one thing after another with these students.
  762. >Luna’s been struggling to keep her own urges under control, with a certain kind of magic spell having been cast over her that makes her have to restrain herself around some of the students whom she might be looking at the wrong way.
  763. >And not in an anger type of way, a couple of male students that almost look handsome in her eyes.
  764. >She’s been battling herself because of this type of libido enhancing spell, and that one male junior student has been getting on her nerves extra hard lately.
  765. >And the day is barely halfway over.
  766. >Everything is momentarily done, and then Luna goes back down to the cafeteria area right as the lunch period is about to end.
  767. >The higher-ups really don’t pay her enough for thi-
  768. >”Vice Principal! Vice Principal! Vice Principal!” The same tattle-tale freshman runs up to her, food stains on his shirt. “Those guys are throwing the football out too far again!”
  769. >He points in the direction of the cafeteria, mouth gaping open like he just dropped he biggest bombshell.
  770. >Luna grits her teeth in the face of this stress continuing on and on.
  771. ~
  772. >You were just sitting at your table during lunch, being bored and drawing dicks all over your detention slip.
  773. >”Hey, man. You wanna go throw this with me?” Thunderbass walks up to you.
  774. “Hmm?”
  775. >”Curly Winds doesn’t wanna get in trouble, wanna stand in?”
  776. “What happened?”
  777. >”VP Luna’s being a bitch again. But she already left to her office for whatever reason and the period’s gonna end soon anyway.”
  778. “I see.”
  779. >With that, the two of you take the football out to the grassy area but still kind of stay close in anyway as you begin passing the ball back and forth.
  780. >But you insist on going further out until instead moving down the outer wall of the school which is technically closer but still around the corner from where the other students are sitting around eating.
  781. >”Uh oh! Uh oh!” One of the freshmen gets up from his seat after having been watching you like a hawk. “She said you can’t do that!” He starts pointing and gasping with his sandwich in hand and chewing some in his mouth.
  782. “Fuck off.” You scoff.
  783. >”You heard what she said! You can’t do that here!” He walks up to the two of you.
  784. >Thunderbass cringes at him.
  785. “I said fuck off already.”
  786. >”You are breaking the rules, though!” He’s like two feet away now.
  787. >Quickly chuck the football at him before he had enough time to think to catch it.
  788. >It hits his hands and chest, causing his sandwich to get blown apart and splatter all over his shirt. “Ow!”
  789. >Pick up the football after it rolls back to you.
  790. >Thunderbass chuckles as the two of you continue out to the field to pass the football back and forth.
  791. >”So uh, is it true?” Thunderbass asks you in between passes.
  792. “Is what true?”
  793. >”I won’t tell anyone but was it you in the school at night last week?”
  794. “Yeah.” You say with a smile.
  795. >”Is it true you actually heard ghosts in the hallways?”
  796. >He can tell from the look on your face that the answer is yes whether you say it or not. “Dude, were there?”
  797. >You raise your eyebrows and nod at him.
  798. >”Were there really?”
  799. “Dunno if it was ghosts, but it wasn’t Luna’s voice I heard. Wasn’t the janitor’s voice either.”
  800. >Thunderbass seems really intrigued about this, and it’s not like you care all that much anyway.
  801. >This conversation goes on for a couple of minutes towards the end of the lunch period before you and Thunderbass see the same freshman from before just around the corner of part of the outside of the school.
  802. >”They’re over there! Over there!” He gapes and points his finger.
  803. >Vice Principal Luna emerges from behind him momentarily after, looking absolutely pissed that she has to deal with this again.
  804. >The football ended up in your hands last.
  805. >Thunderbass growls over at the freshman kid who told on the two of you then turns to Luna. “We’re not even far away this time!”
  806. >”I don’t care!” Luna responds then turns to you. “Give me the ball.”
  807. >You back away as Thunderbass angrily pursues the freshman you’re too struck by Luna to care about.
  808. >The other two disappear behind the corner; Luna looks absolutely done with your shit.
  809. >She holds out her hand. “Give it to me!”
  810. >…
  811. >”NOW!”
  812. >Right as Thunderbass returns after chasing the freshman away, he catches a glimpse of you chucking the ball directly at Vice Principal Luna in a fit of horny rage, aiming for the front of her pants.
  813. >But you miss and the ball careens towards her face, but barely misses by inches as she dodges.
  814. >Thunderbass widens his eyes and holds in an eruption of laughter, puffing his cheeks out as Luna’s cheeks on her face turn red.
  815. >You stand there and stare at Vice Principal Luna, and she stares back.
  816. >Your friend has already left to go tell all the bros what just happened.
  817. ~
  818. >All the dicks you drew all over your detention slip were done in pencil, but Vice Principal Luna doesn’t bother erasing them.
  819. >It’s already clear you’re going to be seeing her after school, at very most.
  820. >You got to be called back into her office again, but it doesn’t seem like Luna made it known what you did with the football.
  821. >Does she even want to punish you?
  822. >Everything she tells you as you’re sitting there in the chair has to do with going around the corner of the outside of the school when you were told not to.
  823. >In your own defense, you weren’t there when she was there to tell the other guys what to do and what not to do.
  824. >It’s quite obviously a non-issue that Luna’s using to make you stop stressing her out, but you can’t help but notice the way her eyes are piercing at you once more.
  825. >That’s really the only thing you notice, and will be the only thing you will remember from this point on after leaving her office.
  826. >Aside everything else ABOUT her.
  827. >The way her vibrant naturally blue hair gently falls to her shoulders, arms and back and flows in elegant waves.
  828. >The smooth, silky skin of her hands arms and neck, looking so warm and caress-able as her clingy semi-formal top neatly wraps itself around her body and rubs against her skin underneath when she moves.
  829. >Her kissable lips slightly frowning over at you in such a cute and sexy way.
  830. >You saw the edges of those lips try not to curve up into an involuntary smile when she saw all the dicks you drew on your detention slip; there’s something about the way it made her eyes light up with what she might have thought it implied.
  831. >She knows that you knew she’d see it anyway.
  832. >And yet, nothing in her punishment she’s delivering to you has anything to do with the football being thrown at her.
  833. >She wants to keep you around, you just know it.
  834. >You don’t have any solid evidence, but you can just sense that there’s something about you she doesn’t hate as much as she wants to.
  835. >Just like how there isn’t anything about Vice Principal Luna that you hate anywhere near as much as you wish you could.
  836. >This incident is only the tip of the iceberg, because Vice Principal Luna has always been a bitch to your friends at school.
  837. >You’ve just been pretending like it either didn’t matter or didn’t happen.
  838. >She would take it out on their attendance record if they were one minute late to homeroom because their books happened to fall in the hallway or something and they had to pick everything up first.
  839. >She would kick everyone out of the school in a hasty manner if they were staying at their after school clubs too long, just five minutes after they ended and everyone was just casually talking on their way out anyway.
  840. >She really wanted everyone out of the school so she could be completely alone as night fell.
  841. >Does she not get any alone time when she’s back at home?
  842. >She has the look of a young woman who can’t have any fun of her own, so she takes away everyone else’s fun so she’s not alone.
  843. >But she also looks at you like a Tiger ready to pounce on an Impala in the grass.
  844. >There’s something very enticingly predatory about Vice Principal Luna that makes you only want to get in trouble with her even more than ever before, in addition to more than everyone else in your friend group who hates her with a burning passion because she ruins their fun.
  845. >”Do I make myself clear?”
  846. “Wha, huh?” You’re snapped out of your trance as she raises her voice.
  847. >”Every day for the rest of the week. You’re staying after. Understood?”
  848. “Y-yeah.”
  849. >Was she genuinely pleased to say that? You were more than pleased to hear it the second time she had to repeat it.
  850. >That way her voice got very slightly raspy for a brief half second, breaking her tone a little bit, that really got to you.
  851. >It’s the kind of thing you’d expect to hear if she was lying in bed next to you, her hair even messier than how it is right now, gracefully falling around her shoulders and onto the pillow as her delighted exhaustion puts so much carefree character into her voice.
  852. >Luna clears her throat and then continues. “Now go.” Her voice returns to the clear and commanding tone that matches her piercing gaze.
  853. >You have to turn away from her to keep your erection in your pants from being obvious to her as you stand up.
  854. >…
  855. >Figure you might as well sleep right now in study hall before having to sit in detention under Vice Principal Luna’s supervision.
  856. >Considering what happened last time, you’d rather stay on guard when in that desk.
  857. >”She didn’t even suspend you again?” Thunderbass asks. “The fuck?”
  858. >You speak back and forth with your in-school friends, realizing all of the “clout” you’ve just gained with them.
  859. >About three of them are sitting with you in study hall, and they are absolutely thrilled that you chucked the football “at her face” even though that wasn’t your intention.
  860. >You lower your hoodie over your eyes and drift off to sleep in the seat like the champ you are, with your friends now texting about whatever random thing their short attention spans brought them to.
  861. >…
  862. >You’re back in the school hallway from the previous dream.
  863. >Wandering around aimlessly with your arms and legs feeling as weak as spaghetti noodles, almost to the point where you feel as though you might as well be floating around via levitation.
  864. >”Trying to impress your friends, huh?”
  865. >You already know that voice.
  866. >Slowly turn around in a floating manner, in the same spot of the hallway as you were last dream, now becoming 100% lucid with complete awareness that you are currently dreaming.
  867. “What do you want from me?” You say the most movie-line thing your brain can muster.
  868. >”What do I want from YOU? What so YOU want from ME? I want some peace and quiet and you keep making my job harder than it needs to be!”
  869. >She looks REALLY on edge.
  870. >”I don’t want you acting up when I have to keep you cooped up in the classroom with me. You’ve gotten out of control.”
  871. “Fuck you! I do what I want!” You hold nothing about your sentiment back, no filters. “I don’t wanna stay in school anyway! I don’t give a fuuuuuck!”
  872. >”Oh you’re going to do EVERYTHING I want. I guarantee that.” Vice Principal Luna steps towards you, pulling out the detention slip. “I’ve subdued the likes of you before. You don’t stand a chance.”
  873. >You notice all of the dick drawings you had drawn on the detention slip.
  874. >”You think this is funny, huh?”
  875. “Yeah, so?” You have to stop yourself from glancing down at her chest.
  876. >That super enticing thing about Vice Principal Luna is starting to get to you again, and it’s even stronger when affecting you now that you’re in her realm.
  877. >You’ve already taken off running, this time with no one to act as your decoy to leave behind.
  878. >And you have a sinking feeling that you’re not going to get to wake up early before anything too irreversible is done in your brain.
  879. >You just fell asleep like twenty seconds ago, there’s no way that bell on the wall that only just now appeared is going to ring any time soon.
  880. >As you run away, your mind races trying to think of a way to use dream logic to your advantage.
  881. >Turn a corner into a hallway with lockers that looks like it goes on for half a mile or more.
  882. >If you can’t wake up out of this situation like pressing a quit button, then what’s the next best thing you can do?
  883. >Teleportation?
  884. >You’re lucky enough that your running hasn’t slowed down.
  885. >But it’s probably lucidity that helped with that.
  886. >You know for a fact that you’re really just still asleep in study hall with the presence of your bros to protect you.
  887. >It wasn’t that far into the period when you fell asleep; got about 30 minutes to go.
  888. >Not only that, but they hate Vice Principal Luna, so they’ll wake you up for you if Luna enters the room in the real world.
  889. >You’re safe as long as you keep yourself safe in the dream world.
  890. >Start to run faster and faster down the hallway, now achieving inhuman levels of speed.
  891. >Damn, you wish you could do this in your dreams more often.
  892. >Start to reach the end of this hallway, seeing an intersecting hallway with the same thing: lockers and classroom doors lining each side with probably none of the doors being open.
  893. >But you momentarily notice Vice Principal Luna stride into view from around the corner, waiting right there for you.
  894. >How are you going to escape a world she controls?
  895. >Try to come to a screeching halt, but the floor has become slippery enough for you to maintain your current velocity sliding towards Luna who’s still standing there waiting for you.
  896. >There’s something about her eyes that you slightly recognize, but it’s only her eyes.
  897. >Her pupils have become sharp and vertical, and her irises are glowing a brighter turquoise.
  898. >This is all in the brief moment you’re slipping towards her on the floor, and you reach your arm out and grab onto a locker, puncturing it with semi-super strength.
  899. >Turn yourself around and start springing in the other direction.
  900. >Whatever you do, don’t let her get your pants off.
  901. >There begins to be an incline in the hallway, and it become steeper and steeper against you as you continue to run.
  902. >You’re trying as hard as you can to go uphill, now at a 45 degree angle where you no longer can run against the slippery floor and start sliding back down towards Vice Principal Luna.
  903. >Puncture another locker before she gets you to slip too far in her direction, and it opens for you.
  904. >The hallways continues to tilt more and more until it has become a completely vertical shaft like that of an elevator.
  905. >Pull yourself up into the locker before Luna makes your arms weaken too much to do so. But you’re already up inside of the crawlspace by the time this happened, and you begin to make your way towards the far end of this surprisingly deep locker.
  906. >At this point, it’s your brain versus Luna’s brain.
  907. >Part of you begins to have fears about Luna appearing right behind you in this super tight space and catching up to you.
  908. >And that’s all it would take to make your brain cause her to appear right there behind you out of the control you also have that can be manipulated against you.
  909. >You know it’s coming either way.
  910. >In the back of your mind, where the control center for dreams probably is anyway, you know it’s only a matter of when and not a matter of if.
  911. >You just need to wake yourself up, or do something to get your school friends to wake you up out of concern.
  912. >If you can get yourself to jolt around enough in your seat, they’ll probably grab your shoulder and shake you around after thinking there’s something wrong.
  913. >”You do know I’m gonna getcha, right?” Luna’s much closer than expected voice gets excited and playful.
  914. >She sounds even more aggressive now.
  915. >Look back at those glowing eyes of her, now accompanied by a set of sharp teeth in her hungry grin.
  916. >She still has that detention slip in har hand as she quickly crawls after you.
  917. >Escape just slightly faster than she does, soon crawling out of what turned out to be an open air vent or something that leads into a more open area.
  918. >This doesn’t look like the school, though.
  919. >You tumble down a ladder that leads to a floor of damp carpet.
  920. >The green-ish walls of Canterlot High have been replace by dingy yellow walls of whatever this place is.
  921. >Look at all those fluorescent lights overhead.
  922. >Who the fuck is gonna pay for this place’s electric bill?
  923. >”I don’t have to summon anything this time. I’ll just do it myself!” Nightmare Moon’s voice sends a shiver up your spine.
  924. >You barely looked back for a half second to see her eyes and sharp grin glowing in the dark square in the wall.
  925. >Wherever it was you just crossed into, you already know that you’re going to have a hard time finding your way around.
  926. >So many corners and turns, each room or corridor leading to an equally confusing room or corridor with the same dull hum of the fluorescent lights overhead.
  927. “Ah fuck, this fucking place? Really?” You finally realize as you race around trying to lose Luna. “Just because my classmates thought this is cool doesn’t mean I do!”
  928. >Still, it’s not like you’re gonna just FIND your way out of here.
  929. >Luna did this on purpose, insulting you by lumping you together with your fellow high schoolers and their opinions with this dream she’s turning into a nightmare.
  930. >You’ve crossed over into something completely different and now you’re trapped in an endless maze of cringe.
  931. >Turning corner after corner, you realize that you don’t hear Luna following you with her taunts anymore, but have a feeling she has the ability to just appear in front of you at any time.
  932. >Do you even have a way out of this?
  933. >Try to think of a way to brainpower your way out of this as you meander through section after section of this unevenly lit maze of bad wallpaper.
  934. >Turn left in attempt to hide inside a slim little crevice of a hallway.
  935. >Expecting to find a way all the way through, you turn a tiny 180 degree corner onto to find that there is nothing but pitch blackness in here.
  936. >Maybe it just goes around a few more corners then comes out on another side.
  937. >Walk into it further, only to find that there is nothing but a dead end at the end of it after feeling around with your hands.
  938. >”You really aren’t the brightest, aren’t you?” Nightmare Moon’s voice sounds from the open end of the dead you just came from.
  939. >Turn around to find her curvy silhouette getting closer, eyes glowing and hair flowing.
  940. >Imagine yourself walking through a suddenly convenient doorway right next to you leading back outside of this game over zone.
  941. >It… actually works.
  942. >Had you not been lucid in this dream, that would have been the end for you right then and there.
  943. >Use your mind to close it behind you.
  944. >Luna apparently didn’t expect you to be able to control the environment with your own imagination here as well.
  945. >Run diagonally out of the room you were currently in, into the next larger one that has a column in the middle.
  946. >Hide behind it, facing two perpendicular doorways and try to decide which one to go through.
  947. >Only after it’s too late do you realize you could have used your imagination to close Nightmare Moon off in that slim dead end, but she has now emerged in search for you and immediately spotted you up against the column you thought was between you and her.
  948. >Run directly away from her and over to the doorway to the right, entering a hallways with a dead end on one side and a turn leading to where the other doorway led anyway.
  949. >For some reason, it’s hard for your dreaming brain to make too many rational decisions at once, as per how you usually function when you’re dreaming and your brain is not fully aware of every possibility despite being lucid.
  950. >Race past an emerging Vice Principal Luna as she comes through the doorway you didn’t go through.
  951. >Her stern hand almost grabs you, and it would have if you were one half second slower.
  952. >Make your way through a diagonal doorway leading out and into another room with a wider column that’s only sider by one dimension, so it’s more like a super short wall in the middle of this elongated room with two openings on either side leading out.
  953. >”You’re not going to make it out of here.” Luna says as you dart around the wide column and retreat through the obviously closer opening away from Luna’s voice.
  954. >It takes you past two more parallel hallways you decide not to go down despite one having a clear opening at the end.
  955. >No other choice but to go down a third hallway that leads to another room with a regular column in the middle.
  956. >No time to think about it, go through the doorway that doesn’t require you to make any turns, and then make a turn around a corner back down from where you came up from.
  957. >Not anticipating that the one clear doorway you just saw is now right next to you, and Luna is standing where you previously stood, staring right at you.
  958. >This place is obviously going against your luck.
  959. >Just sprint past it anyway since the next doorway down goes in the opposite direction.
  960. >At least three doorways to go through and you just frantically choose to go through the one that doesn’t require you to make a turn, again.
  961. >And then do this a third time for the sake of gaining distance.
  962. >Make a turn up from one smaller room into a larger one, assuming the direction on a map describing where you started from is “down”.
  963. >One doorway leading back towards the direction you just came from but higher on the “map” is further away from two other doorways.
  964. >So much fucking thinking you have to do in here, so many new unknown directions to go in, too much for one sleeping brain to have to process over and over again every time a new position inside of this presumably endless place is reached.
  965. >Which is probably by intention.
  966. >Run forward again, ending up in one end of a longer room with two columns that’s a dead end on the other side and leads to a connected room right where you were headed anyway.
  967. >Go further away from the direction you came from, now getting the idea that you’re more likely to lose Nightmare Moon if you keep and overall diagonal direction of travel while also running in a straight line every now and then.
  968. >Seems to have lost her so far, anyway.
  969. >Turn right through a narrow doorway leading into a long hallway.
  970. >And slightly FURTHER into the direction you were heading in emerges Nightmare Moon from a corner.
  971. “Fuuuuuuck!”
  972. >Run straight back down in the direction you came in past a couple of gaps, divider walls, etc.
  973. >Turn left twice several steps apart and end up in yet another rectangular room with two columns.
  974. >Figure she’ll just keep following the direction you were just heading in.
  975. >Keep going until you see a doorway breaking the separation between you and the hallway Vice Principal Luna will surely be heading down right now.
  976. >Seeing a super narrow opening in the wall in front of you, assume you have no choice but to squeeze through that.
  977. >Go through, seeing another super slim hallways at one point on the other side but only after heading back into another open room that surely leads back into the other hallway to avoid at some point.
  978. >All this thinking is too much for your sleeping brain.
  979. >Every time you escape to another part of this maze of bad wallpaper, there’s another critical directional decision you’ll have to make that probably won’t even matter as she seems to have teleportation powers here anyway.
  980. >Why the FUCK can’t you just wake up already? This is going to get you absolutely nowhere until Luna inevitably catches you.
  981. >This is definitely by designed, only with all of this maze stuff added in to mess with you and make you think there’s hope or a way out when there’s really not.
  982. >Vice Principal Nightmare Moon’s probably the one who made this the way it is in the first place, in fact, she undoubtably is.
  983. >If she absolutely wants you to fail, why would she add an actual escape?
  984. >More time standing around thinking might have been bad for you, as you’re currently a sitting duck.
  985. >But it also helps you realize once again in your sleeping brain that you’re still lucid.
  986. >She’s trying to scare you into no longer remembering that you’re lucid dreaming!
  987. >It’s all a distraction, this whole maze, all of it.
  988. >And she probably assumed this is something among what you fear most, though it really shouldn’t be and isn’t.
  989. >Luna’s probably just out of touch.
  990. >But you’re out of time, so you’ll dwell on that later.
  991. >Before Vice Principal Nightmare Moon’s chance to close in on you comes, you imagine for yourself a square hole in the carpet coated floor.
  992. >Low and behold, there it appears at your command.
  993. >Jump down, not exactly concerned about landing being a problem since this is a dream anyway and you’re not in any real danger as long as you avoid Luna.
  994. >Decide to slow down your fall to the asphalt below, and so you do.
  995. >Float to the bottom and land as though you just stepped off of a hot air balloon.
  996. >Shoes hit the asphalt at the bottom with an echo, cold breeze hits your face.
  997. >There’s got to be a door to the outside around here, or so your brain is becoming convinced.
  998. >Maybe you can gain control of this dream enough to hold out to whenever you inevitably wake up.
  999. >It’s not like your friends are going to keep you there as the bell rings and it’s time to leave study hall.
  1000. >Finally look up as though you’re the one now creating your surroundings and want to know how you did.
  1001. >But that whole feeling fades as you realize that you did not choose to be in an eerie looking parking garage.
  1002. >This better end pretty damn soon.
  1003. >At least you remembered to close the hole in the ceiling above you, and hopefully Luna won’t be opening her own window to travel through before you’re gone.
  1004. >Let the startling echo of your footsteps travel through the parking garage before you yourself make it to where you want to go.
  1005. >Even you’re getting chills by the sound of your own footsteps, like you weren’t prepared for even your own presence inside of this unfamiliar dreamscape.
  1006. >Some footsteps hit puddles of water and then reassert themselves along the damp darker streaks in the floor of this place, with not a single parked car in sight you can see.
  1007. >Smaller fluorescent lights line the walls here, smaller circular ones that have a slightly quieter and higher pitched hum to them as you get close enough for a brief second in the process of exploring in search for a way out.
  1008. >Lot to corridor and back to lot again, you look around and try to follow against the direction of the draft in here.
  1009. >Not seeing a sign of any predators.
  1010. >You can tell it’s cold in here but do not feel cold at all; if only real life could have this trait instead of only dreams.
  1011. >For a brief second, you could have sworn you saw something, but only in the reflection of one of the puddles next to a huge square column blocking half of your view of a ramp leading up.
  1012. >Is going upwards really what you want to do here?
  1013. >Work your way around the column and look around for any signs of light besides the fluorescents, exit signs etc.
  1014. >Nothing so far, but there’s no way you’re stopping here.
  1015. >Keep searching around for a way that leads down to avoid going back up to the cringe floor.
  1016. >If time moves slower in the dream world then you have a couple of hours until the bell rings and your buddies wake you up.
  1017. >Luna doesn’t seem to be anywhere to be seen.
  1018. >To be seen, at least.
  1019. >The light reflections on the wet asphalt make it difficult to tell if the floor is slanting upwards or downwards at places, and you have to walk all the way over in order to actually make sure.
  1020. >One thing you absolutely do not do is go back to the place you came down from.
  1021. >It’s hard to tell if you control this environment yet or not, or if it’s a last minute creation made by Nightmare Moon to trap you inside of another world after you escaped the previous.
  1022. >Which explains the transition from the high school to the meme maze anyway.
  1023. >Some hissing sound in the distance almost feels like it’s calling to you.
  1024. >As if your presence broke something far away in the environment and cause it to make noise that’s convenient to you.
  1025. >Meander past reflective asphalt and thick dirty concrete columns with a lonely breeze weaving between them until those thin little pipes lining the ceiling show you part of their purpose as a tiny plume of steam releases onto a side door with a glowing exit sign above it.
  1026. >The door is opened and your half-thinking train of thought prompts you to travel down the steep set of stairs that meets your eyes.
  1027. >It goes directly into a dark room with a rectangle of lit up metal walls at the bottom.
  1028. >Do everything you can to make sure the close door behind you not only locks, but disappears to leave nothing but cinderblock wall.
  1029. >There were no encounters back in that parking garage, and the walls that are now around you are silent.
  1030. >At the bottom of the solid wooden stairs, you take note of how none of them made any creaking noises that you noticed.
  1031. >Turn one corner more and you find yourself in a dead silent basement hallway; not even the lone fluorescent light illuminating the place makes a sound.
  1032. >The metal wall right next to you almost feels as though it’s lining the inside or outside of a refrigerator.
  1033. >Right past that is a random bit of railing that would be more suited for a balcony.
  1034. >But it doesn’t even conceal anything, just goes in an incomplete rectangle around the super brief bit of cinderblock wall with the only doors outside of the span of this no-reason safeguard.
  1035. >And the double doors right past that look exactly like the doors that CHS has that separate the sides of the school to the fields outside.
  1036. >The kind that lock and are too heavy to quickly open and close without a lot of force.
  1037. >The metal door handles don’t budge when you try them.
  1038. >Keep your eyes on the random segment of balcony railing next to the door.
  1039. >Whoever bolted this into the concrete floor here must have put it here for no reason other than them having nowhere else to put it.
  1040. >At least that’s what your dream logic is assuming.
  1041. >Further down this hallways is a couple of upright metal poles that don’t reach all the way up to the ceiling and an unsteady looking heap of leftover furniture that tightens your position right in front of the door with less elbow room than you’re comfortable with.
  1042. >There’s a bad feeling in your stomach that comes every time you consider going down that non-lit part of the hallway that expands into another perpendicular one with a couple of doors along the way.
  1043. >At least one of those doors is open, but something’s telling you that’s a bad thing, and you must not allow any noise to happen in the midst of this silence.
  1044. >That heap of furniture must not be touched as you use your brainpower to imagine the door unlocked.
  1045. >It unlocks, but not without a loud clacking noise that pierces the silence enough to spring you into panicked action.
  1046. >Swing the door open and flee through it, lucky that the door you opened blocked your view of further down the hallways.
  1047. >Because you KNOW something is standing right there now.
  1048. >You can’t see it, you can’t hear it, but you can SENSE its presence due to the unlocking noise being impossible to hide.
  1049. >And whatever’s there sees that you opened the door and made it through.
  1050. >You just noticed the brick siding lining around the frame of the doors that remind you of the outside of CHS, which further proves that this is still the school the entire time, ever since the parking garage, ever since the backrooms, and ever since the school hallways right before Luna changed your surroundings.
  1051. >But this brick did not last, as you are now only seeing marble when you look back to make the door disappear behind you.
  1052. >Marble on the walls, marble on the floors, everywhere except the ceiling, where the noisy fluorescent lights have now returned.
  1053. >And the echoing of your footsteps has been multiplied, making silence impossible in this new environment.
  1054. >Are you still inside of the school or now outside of it?
  1055. >Given the fact that you’re still asleep in the study hall area, you’re surely still in the school, just a different part of it.
  1056. >Continue exploring down this marble corridor of pristine noisiness, instantly no longer worried about what you just narrowly escaped from.
  1057. >Your presence here makes you feel ten times as powerful as you’ve ever felt so far in this dream, and you start to feel like you can do anything.
  1058. >Still gotta figure out where you are, however.
  1059. >Being in a less constrained area calms your nerves and gets you into a mood that lets you begin to run.
  1060. >Only for the sake of moving faster, not out of any kind of fear.
  1061. >This high-brow and well-kept marble complex also has no entities inside of it besides you, but that could all change if you even start to imagine something like the previous location.
  1062. >Somehow, you’ve been starting to think that maybe this whole thing has a lot more to it than Vice Principal Luna simply being annoyed with you.
  1063. >There’s too much detail in all of this, to many complications to it.
  1064. >If she just wanted to trap you, she probably would have done a lot more straightforward things than this.
  1065. >Or maybe you’re the one adding more depth to this by even coming here instead of staying put where Luna wants you.
  1066. >Begin lightly tapping your feet against the wall with a couple of quick but stylistic horizontal jumps.
  1067. >The sound makes you seem so light, so does the speed at which you’re moving through this smooth, shiny rectangular tube of marble and probably diamonds in some parts.
  1068. >You could do this for the entire rest of the duration of the dream and would be genuinely satisfied.
  1069. >But it’s not going to happen like that just yet, as you hear a separate set of footsteps against the marble floors.
  1070. >As cinematically as you can, double take back behind your shoulder.
  1071. >A familiar looking shadow figure strides in your direction.
  1072. >Except, fear does not accompany Luna’s form this time, it’s too late for fear.
  1073. >This environment is too fun to zoom around in; you race around the corners connecting one pristine marble corridor to the other, excited to tease Luna into hopelessly chasing you.
  1074. >Turn another corner, expecting the same high class scenery to greet your eyes with its easy on the eyes appearance.
  1075. >Dusty, narrow, unfinished yet abandoned looking walls line the dark hallway ahead, eerily ajar doors leading to unknown rooms.
  1076. >Spin around to find the same thing has replaced where you just came from.
  1077. >You freeze, and listen very closely for any approaching sounds.
  1078. >The dust that picked up from you walking in begins to settle, and you instantly take off sprinting before one of the dilapidated walls next to you crumbles inward, barely missing you.
  1079. >”Scared of the dark yet?”
  1080. >The glowing teal eyes follow your position.
  1081. >A burst of energy misses you by inches, and you fly up into the air by the force of your own powerful jump.
  1082. >Nightmare Moon takes a second to follow you through the hole of the ceiling you rose through.
  1083. >Beams of wood snap.
  1084. >Grab a broken piece.
  1085. >”You’re taking a while to get tired.” Her voice almost sounds bored.
  1086. >Swing the broken piece of wood at her before she even knows what you just started to do.
  1087. >The 2x4 fragment from the busted ceiling simple sweeps right through Nightmare Moon as if she’s nothing more than a cloud or a hologram.
  1088. >You just KNOW she’s expecting you to get scared.
  1089. >Especially after you just jumped back down and began bouncing to and fro between the narrow hallways walls with enough force to kick holes into them.
  1090. >Which only makes it harder to make your next leap in the zigzag pattern each time.
  1091. >The infamous slow dream run has been replaced by a similar lack of speed or progress by having your feet stick too far into the walls as Nightmare Moon chases after you.
  1092. >Flick your shoes free and deliver a kick to her that just goes right through her again.
  1093. >Usually when the entity of a nightmare gets you and makes physical contact, the dream ends and you wake up.
  1094. >But you simply went right through her, as if this is a game with no losing screen.
  1095. >The confidence rises within you as you continue to lead her further down the hallways you yourself are not familiar with.
  1096. >Enter a decrepit looking bedroom with drapes strewn about every which way, floorboards creaking, furniture on their last legs…
  1097. >A chair is levitated up and throws at you from behind, giving you only a half a second to duck.
  1098. >It lands on the floor, but breaks to release the sound of a grand piano hitting a sidewalk that resonates for several seconds to come.
  1099. “That’s supposed to scare me?”
  1100. >Luna disappeared, leaving you with the ambiance she left behind.
  1101. >Calmly walk back out the door after the action abruptly halted, finding a couple of eerie lights glowing over at the dark end of the hallway.
  1102. >The piano ambiance does not cease, not even for a second, and you walk all the way over to the dark end of the hallway with the busted keys ringing from every direction.
  1103. >Every open door could have something lurking in the darkness beyond it.
  1104. >You quicken you pace when striding past.
  1105. >At some point, you have found yourself air-swimming through the rest of whatever this place is.
  1106. >You made it past the hallway and intto an outer stairwell that’s more well-lit than the place you just came from.
  1107. >Figure that going further down will continue to be the safer way to travel in order to get out of this mystery dream landscape that Luna apparently constructed out of some kind of internet meme she must have seen your friends looking at and assumed you’d be familiar with it too.
  1108. >Which place is this, though?
  1109. >The pale vertical wooden siding looks rather dated, but at least not falling apart.
  1110. >The railing to this set of stairs has the posts too far apart to prevent a small child from falling through, so that would be a bit of a hazard you would say.
  1111. >At least this place is more well-lit.
  1112. >All of this is going through your head as you swim through mid air through the stairwell, a lot more slowly than you’d like to go, but at least nothing is chasing you.
  1113. >Finally get halfway down, where you see another more well-lit hallway beckoning you to enter.
  1114. >It’s a little hard to see from the middle landing of the stairs, but you can barely make out a figure at the other end of the hallway you’re facing.
  1115. >It starts to approach your direction, and it doesn’t look completely shaped like Luna or even a human at all, at least not a normal one.
  1116. >It’s a bunch of… scribbles?
  1117. >Frozen into one singular object that now moves as its own entity.
  1118. >This thing’s gotta be over seven feet tall.
  1119. >Barreling straight at you from the hallway.
  1120. >Okay, so it looks like you only have a couple of seconds to react, so what do you do?
  1121. >Do you swim through the air back upstairs and retreat back to where Vice Principal Luna is most likely waiting for you?
  1122. >Or do you persist forward and take on whatever this thing is?
  1123. >The obvious answer is to listen to your fear that Luna is trying to make you feel and return back to exactly where Luna wants to lure you into whatever trap back there she has set.
  1124. >Your dream brain keeps saying “down! down! down!” the whole time you’re in here.
  1125. >So much so that your feet land on the ground as the air-swimming abilities wear off.
  1126. >Fuck, it’s like two feet away from you, making these deafening trumpeting noises that almost sounds like some kind of anima-
  1127. >It was cut off by something.
  1128. >Your fist.
  1129. >Without even realizing it, you delivered a startling strike to what you assume is this thing’s face.
  1130. >The solid yet mangled stick figure creaks backwards in a state of shock and fumbles back down the stairs you didn’t even realize it ascended on its way over to you in order to attack you.
  1131. >The wailing had turned into pained wailing, and it falls to the floor as you spot two more of its kind come from the one of the upper hallways through the stupidly spaced bannister poles.
  1132. >Oh great, now there’s three more of those things coming from upstairs.
  1133. >Actually no, a LOT more than three more.
  1134. >With a soaring leap, you hurdle yourself over the fallen stick figure and maneuver your way through the lower hallways of this building.
  1135. >Hallways after hallway you maneuver, navigate and rendezvous, not thinking much about going into any of the rooms as that would be counter-productive to your objective.
  1136. >In about half a minute or so, you notice this place getting more and more well lit, especially after going down another short flight of stairs into a sunken living room type of area that opens back up into another larger hallway.
  1137. >Eventually, you find yourself in the basement of this place, which is the most well lit area you’ve been in so far.
  1138. >Powerful industrial-grade fluorescent lights flood the entire corridor with visibility, and you can see the cinderblock walls and concrete floors as clear as day; every single stain, crack and crevice, bump and gap, and every other little detail can be made out on the floor.
  1139. >Something’s telling you that you’re getting closer to the “ultimate escape” of this dream.
  1140. >Which would most likely be the act of waking up and finding yourself in the safety of the study hall area with your buddies sitting next to you.
  1141. >You’ve starting to feel so powerful in the dream world context that not even Freddy Krueger can take you on.
  1142. >After turning yet another corner, you see a pair of dark double doors at the final end of the large warehouse-looking corridor of a basement hallway.
  1143. >A large piece of wood barely stands in your way, if at all, just propped up against a corner of what’s probably some kind of secret garage door leading to something way less important than what’s behind these two ominous double doors.
  1144. >The entire hallway is so bright, so… sobering looking in this light.
  1145. >Everything has the brightness and lack in variety of color on maximum, and then there’s these two locked doors sticking out like a sore thumb, dark grey even under the bright light shining directly above them with it’s loud droning hum.
  1146. >You HAVE to break these doors open.
  1147. >Run back to the other end of the last stretch of the hallway leading to the doors, and begin to run.
  1148. >Jump up into the air with your feet pointing forward, emphasis mainly on the heels.
  1149. >Your shoes collide with the metallic material of the doors, letting out a bang that resonates through the entire basement hallway for several seconds but soon dies down to the distant sounds of footsteps your ear picks up.
  1150. >The doors almost felt like they gave a little, but the flying mule kick you just delivered wasn’t enough.
  1151. >So you run back and try again.
  1152. >Instantly thinking about the amount of times you can run back all this space for the purpose of gaining momentum until it’s too late to run back without something greeting you on the other end of this hallway.
  1153. >That was the situation you had found yourself in.
  1154. >But upon doing the same ramming technique a second time, you noticed that the dream started to break down.
  1155. >Next thing you know, you’re standing on the outside of whatever area that was supposed to be the entire dream complex that had been designed to contain you.
  1156. >It gives you the same vibe as the end credits to a movie: outside of the subject matter of what was being presented to you.
  1157. >These hallways are some sort of pale brown with part of them yellow, all cinderblock it seems. With the same fluorescent lights overhead but much quieter than the previous aggressively loud ones.
  1158. >Step further into here as the doors loudly slam behind you, confirming to you that you had walked through them somehow.
  1159. >The air feels thinner out here, yet it’s still not “outdoors” but “outside”.
  1160. >The noise that had been gathering back in the white hallway is now completely gone.
  1161. >Replaced by the somewhat echoing sounds of your footsteps as you strut across the concrete floor.
  1162. >Confusion takes you for a couple of seconds before you realize that there is no one else in here but you.
  1163. >Going around corner after corner trying to make your way to wherever the nearest exit is.
  1164. >All of these hallways connect in a perpendicular and intersection-like fashion that leads you to believe that they are lining the outsides of giant “rooms”.
  1165. >Like, pretty much warehouse sized rooms, because the further you go and the more turns you make, the longer and longer these hallways get.
  1166. >To the point where you have to use your speed to get to the other end of the hallway.
  1167. >Half expect some cardboard boxes or something to obstruct your path but don’t see any.
  1168. >Just cinderblock walls, cement floors, pipe-ridden ceilings, an occasional metal beam going up the wall to the ceiling, wires connecting to the overhead lights illuminating the place…
  1169. >Continue subverting and running around the outside of what you assume is room after room with the dangers only inside of said supposed room you’re going around the outside of.
  1170. >In the “lore” of that backrooms meme, would this be considered the backrooms TO the backrooms?
  1171. >Double-noclipping out of reality?
  1172. >Or no-clipping out of reality?
  1173. >What kind of overcomplicated inception shit is this? Just wake the fuck up already!
  1174. >You begin to ricochet off of the walls out of some need for interestingness in this weird dream paralysis.
  1175. >Apparently, your powers had already come back, but you have nothing to use them on with the exception of the environment.
  1176. >It’s not long before you notice the sound of wind blowing from the area you’re approaching.
  1177. >…
  1178. >The cinderblock walls have become blue-ish, lined with slim sections of concrete.
  1179. >Momentarily venture out into an open corridor after a few more turns.
  1180. >A line of blandly painted columns separating you from a very dark tunnel that almost looks like a subway tunnel greets you.
  1181. >Make your way across the concrete ground on your side of the columns, letting the loud blowing of the wind be the only sound accompanying your quiet footsteps.
  1182. >This place looks extremely old and decrepit.
  1183. >And you KNOW you’re not supposed to be here, but that’s a good thing.
  1184. >This is definitely a subway station as far as you can tell.
  1185. >You follow against the current of the breeze, parallel to the dark half of this corridor that most likely leads outside (in your mind at least).
  1186. >Something convinces you to step into the darker half of the subway tunnel.
  1187. >You just now realized that there are no lights of any kind lighting up this place, no buzzing hum, nothing following you
  1188. >There is no danger in here; it’s okay to step into the darkness.
  1189. >Once in the dark half of the tunnel, you look back at the lit up half, watching the black silhouettes of the columns pass by as you continue walking.
  1190. >Soon, the lit-up station half of the tunnel stops, and you find yourself persisting into pitch blackness.
  1191. >And there is no fear within you whatsoever.
  1192. >Deeper in you go, further into the tunnel.
  1193. >Nothing to look at except what’s left of what you can see of the lit up area, which recedes behind you more and more each time you look over your shoulder.
  1194. >There is nothing following you.
  1195. >After about another minute or two of this, the lit up area is completely out of sight, but the blowing of the wind is much clearer to your ears.
  1196. >Nothing but pitch blackness surrounds you.
  1197. >You can barely feel your own body walking anymore, as if you’re becoming numb.
  1198. ~
  1199. >The numbness continues as the blowing of the wind fades away with the blackness still all you can see.
  1200. >Try to move your arms and legs so you can feel where they are.
  1201. >You’re apparently slouched over in a seat with your head leaning to the side.
  1202. >…Just like how you fell asleep in study hall.
  1203. >It takes a little bit of effort, but you manage to force your shoulder to move first, then your foot, and so on.
  1204. >You don’t even remember how you fell asleep, but this is how you wake up.
  1205. >Jolt yourself all the way awake and force your eyes open, which takes care of the only reason you were still seeing complete darkness.
  1206. >Make a couple of groaning sounds as the room and seat you fell asleep in come into view, getting your friend’s attention as this happens.
  1207. >Too tired to celebrate, but your lethargic relief washes over you in a calm, sober way as you embrace the normal-ness of the real world.
  1208. >”Whoa, you were out cold, man.”
  1209. ~
  1210. ~
  1211. ~
  1212. >Well shit, that sure was something fucking else.
  1213. >Neither you nor Luna expected that to play out like it did.
  1214. >Long story short, Vice Principal Luna had no choice but to suspend you for the rest of the year
  1215. >That extremely long and adventurous dream had given you more than enough confidence to skip every single detention for the rest of the week.
  1216. >Walking home on foot if you had to.
  1217. >You just stopped giving a fuck, and it became clear that you had more mental strength than anticipated.
  1218. >It got so bad that Principal Celestia had to step in and make an executive decision regarding the matter.
  1219. >And the executive decision included sending a lot of work packets home with you along with your final exams so you could at least still try to pass academically.
  1220. >And a lot as in a FUCKLOAD; rendering you de-facto home-schooled.
  1221. >You had proven yourself to be more than Vice Principal Luna can handle, more than she can subdue.
  1222. >At least for the moment.
  1223. >The weeks then months went by without you having to get up early to catch the bus a single fucking time.
  1224. >Should have done this a looooooong time ago.
  1225. >But never mind that now.
  1226. >You did it. You’re free.
  1227. >You… were free.
  1228. >The school year ended with you back on your little grind you had going on, but Vice Principal Luna had vengeance on her mind just like before.
  1229. >But you still have Vice Principal Luna on your mind anyway, thus still succumbing to your masturbation urges every now and then.
  1230. >Going back to that yearbook photo where you can see the outline of Vice Principal Luna’s bra indenting through her top.
  1231. >Her bra straps, her bra cups… just damn.
  1232. >Something so simple can have so much of an effect on you.
  1233. >Whenever you’re not trying to restart your nofap, you’re daydreaming about Vice Principal Luna more and more often.
  1234. >Goddess, you just want to see her nipples.
  1235. >You almost never thought about how busty Vice Principal Luna is until recent events, and imagining her in nothing but her bra based off of that indentation in her shirt is doing things to you.
  1236. >Because you also hate her, but only spurs cognitive dissonance that makes you even more interested in her.
  1237. >It’s so weird how that works. ”I casually kinda like thing, but now I have newfound reason to hate thing, so I shouldn’t like thing I casually kinda like, which make me like it more, which makes me more not supposed to like it, which makes me like it even more, etc.”
  1238. >Vice Principal Luna gives you hell but got damn look at how fine she is.
  1239. >You imagine that bra underneath her top coming off, goddess you want to somehow see her nipples so badly.
  1240. >[2 minutes later]
  1241. >Okay, you can now go back to not caring now that that’s out of your system.
  1242. >Moments like these are speckled all over your summer until the school year starts up again.
  1243. >Less so by the time you start pushing for an early No Nut November once again, since some of the other guys at school made it a meme to keep it up despite the trend online no longer being relevant.
  1244. ~
  1245. ~
  1246. >The first few weeks of your luckily existent next year of high school are very warm.
  1247. >So much time spent outside, pretending it’s still summer break, listening to the breeze like it’s the final dying breaths of summer.
  1248. >And they technically are.
  1249. >Some people aren’t fans of the cool weather coming back soon.
  1250. >You yourself are more of a fan of annoying Vice Principal Luna out of spite.
  1251. >It doesn’t take long for you and your bros to stir up some trouble for her again, intentionally or not.
  1252. >She’s just as irritable as always, wanting to be left alone and stay in her office only doing the peaceful parts of her job.
  1253. >You’re lucky you got a good enough grade to even be here this time, though it doesn’t even matter to you either way since college is the last thing you care about.
  1254. >Intentionally plan to be THAT guy who peaked in high school, it’d all be downhill from here anyway.
  1255. >You’re still too young to solidify that, there’s still “hope for your future”.
  1256. >Vice Principal Luna apparently thinks this too, resurrecting that week of detentions for this year, starting effective immediately.
  1257. >This time, your grades aren’t secured enough, and any suspension to the end of the year would be too long and would might as well have to be an expulsion.
  1258. >You still like hanging out with your friends, so you decide to bite the bullet and take the detentions, not minding some alone time with the Vice Principal who loves being a bitch to you on purpose.
  1259. >She’s just too much fun, isn’t she?
  1260. >Luna’s on your mind the next time you go to bed, after having gotten on the roll with your new school year like a doomed clean slate.
  1261. >The wet dreams of the past really haven’t crossed your mind all that much, and you haven’t been worried about them.
  1262. ~
  1263. >You think you remember where you are.
  1264. >The school auditorium.
  1265. >It’s not clear to you if you’re dreaming or not, but the way the auditorium feels familiar, like you’ve dreamt this before.
  1266. >There’s a bunch of other faceless boys sitting all around you in the seats.
  1267. >There’s Vice Principal Luna on the stage, stepping up to the podium with an announcement.
  1268. >She starts speaking, but you can’t understand anything she’s saying, despite her speaking in what’s obviously still english.
  1269. >Her words gradually become more coherent. “And today on this day at school I have an announcement.” She turns directly towards you. “You’re back.” She points.
  1270. >You gaze up at her.
  1271. >”Last year was a disaster between us. You ruined everything by surviving. We could have had something special but you had to go your own way.”
  1272. >The hell is she talking about?
  1273. >”Well I’m not going to let you get away this time. I know you’re not as strong as you were when summer started. You’ve let your guard down.”
  1274. >Start to feel uneasy, not really registering anything about the surrounding scenery.
  1275. >”Ready for your surprise?”
  1276. >Vice Principal Luna begins to look nervous.
  1277. >”I’m… having a nightmare just for you, Anon!” Declares Vice Principal Luna with a blush, as if she knows what’s about to happen. “And I won’t stop having this nightmare until you confess your fetishes.”
  1278. >Something feel familiar about this, like it’s drawing upon your memor-… what’s happening?
  1279. >She’s been standing there in her usual clothes, but the part of her shirt that spans beneath her belt starts to recede upward.
  1280. >Vice Principal Luna continues to make her announcement to the students, but notices that the bottom of her shirt is shrinking enough to start exposing some of her midriff.
  1281. >You can make out the indentation of her bra once again.
  1282. >Your eyes are drawn to the outline of Vice Principal Luna’s bra cups through her shirt.
  1283. >Is this what you want?
  1284. >Luna to have this nightmare where she’s in nothing but her underwear in front of all the students at CHS?
  1285. >Or worse… naked in front of all the students at CHS?
  1286. >The more turned on you feel watching Vice Principal Luna’s burgundy shirt recede and hike up her midriff little by little, the more it happens.
  1287. >”Vice Principal Luna’s gonna be in her underwear?!” Some of the faceless boys in the audience of CHS students clamor.
  1288. >They all start paying close attention… YOU start paying close attention.
  1289. >”M-my announcement… is…” She stammers with a deep blush creeping across her face. “I’m… losing my… t-top…”
  1290. >Vice Principal Luna starts getting scared and feeling embarrassed as all her young male students begin thirstily leering her, as they all can now see her bellybutton.
  1291. >Desperately tries to pull her shrinking burgundy shirt back over her bellybutton, but it is of no use, it keeps hiking up her smooth alluring midriff.
  1292. >A couple of seconds later sees Vice Principal Luna’s bare tummy breathing in and out faster.
  1293. >The more you see, the more turned on you get.
  1294. >The more turned on you get, the more you see.
  1295. >All the other male students watching start shuffling around in their seats as the front of Vice Principal Luna’s pants threatens to come undone.
  1296. >You can now see the long string spanning from an outstretched corner of Luna’s shirt to somewhere off stage, indicating that it’s being pulled away and effectively erasing her clothes bit by bit.
  1297. >Vice Principal Luna tries one last time to pull her purple shirt back down over her sexy bellybutton, but too much string has been pulled away into oblivion and that amount of shirt just isn’t there anymore.
  1298. >Her eyes widen and she grits her teeth desperately trying to hold her gradually but surely destroyed shirt as appropriately over her increasingly exposed torso as she can.
  1299. >You just want to kiss all up and down her smooth warm skin, watching the front of her pants follow through on that threat with the front snap falling apart.
  1300. >Vice Principal Luna’s fly comes undone and you stare at the front of her black panties.
  1301. >More of her top vanishes.
  1302. >All of Vice Principal Luna’s young male students can see the bottom of her black bra peeking out now.
  1303. >Before she’s temporarily able to tug it back down.
  1304. >”M-m-my… announcement is… I’m losing my clothes to you imagination, A-anon…~” Vice Principal Luna stutters as the podium has now disappeared. “I know this is your kink. I need you to confess…”
  1305. >You possibly dreamt this outside of your own awake fantasies before, at least it feels familiar, but that only makes it more arousing.
  1306. >Barely even trying to snap out of this.
  1307. >”You’re making this happen…” She adds with a panicked huff.
  1308. >You didn’t realize you had started stroking yourself, like you’re not supposed to.
  1309. >But at the same time… you’re supposed to.
  1310. >Vice Principal Luna notices, and slips her own hand under the front of her black panties while her pants loosen from falling apart completely at the top and start falling down.
  1311. >She immediately gasps and turns away with her black bra cups now unable to be covered up all the way.
  1312. >Her young male students collectively start masturbating to her smooth beautiful skin.
  1313. >She herself begins fingering herself to calm herself down in this increasingly lewd nightmare of hers you silently watch.
  1314. >You see the back strap of Vice Principal Luna’s sexy black bra unobstructed now, as well as her black panties hugging her hips and buttcheeks.
  1315. >Vice Principal Luna bends down to try to pull her falling backs back up, but the just get limply torn like tissues as she pulls back up.
  1316. >The back of those panties meanwhile slipped down a little as she bent over, exposing some of Vice Principal Luna’s buttcrack to all of her students.
  1317. >”I’m so embarrassed…” Vice Principal Luna straightens herself back up with a facing-away jiggle of her big soft tits cupped together with sexy cleavage in her sexy black bra. “Why did you do this to me, Anon?”
  1318. >She spins back around, frantically trying to pull what’s left of her shirt back over her exposed black bra, but it rips when she pulls and multiple strings start getting pulled away into the distance from the rips she unwillingly made.
  1319. >”Oh no… oh no oh no… I’m…” Vice Principal Luna continues her announcement to her young male students. “I’m… cumming!”
  1320. >She eeps quickly, ashamed of saying that out loud, but can’t stop fingering herself inside her panties without realizing it, then says it louder.
  1321. >”I’m cumming, students! I’M CUMMING! It feels so good!” She jerks herself around on stage, now wearing nothing but her bra and panties for her audience of horny male students. “I… I’m cumming~!”
  1322. >She very clearly climaxes on stage in front of you, confirming her announcement that she was cumming.
  1323. >Vice Principal Luna then looks directly at you. “I know this makes you horny. You could cum too.”
  1324. >You had already began stroking faster and faster.
  1325. >A couple of audience members got on stage and grab Vice Principal Luna by the arms, making her stumble around and make her half uncovered boobs and butt jiggle.
  1326. >”Time for the boys to cum now~” Moans Luna.
  1327. >The male students holding Vice Principal Luna by the arms in her sexy bra and panties on stage pull her towards the edge where a mass of dozens more male students await below.
  1328. >They shove her off the stage and onto their small sea of outstretched arms.
  1329. >”It’s the boys’ turn to cum!” Vice Principal Luna furthers her announcement with horny enthusiasm and a tomato-red face.
  1330. >You start trying to push through the crowd of faceless male students who all feel like they’re clones of you.
  1331. >They’re clones of you, but still not you, and you’re missing all of the action!
  1332. >Vice Principal Luna only crowd surfs for a brief moment before the hungry hands pull her under with unstoppable force.
  1333. “I’m horny, Luna! It’s true, you make me horny! I want to see your nipples and cum inside of you! I always did!” It finally spills out of you as though you’re saying it to her for real.
  1334. >Luna starts giggling and squealing wildly as undoubtably dozens and dozens of hands of her horny male students have her any which way they want.
  1335. >You hadn’t expected the curveball of Vice Principal Luna having a wet nightmare, and then share it with you… spreading it to you.
  1336. >All you can see of her is her outstretched arms hopelessly reaching up out of the sea of clones of you.
  1337. >Their plethora of grabbing hands pull Vice Principal Luna’s mangled, unhooked bra up as well, down the length of her outstretched arms before the black straps get tangled in her hands with her black bra cups loosely dangling in the open.
  1338. >Far away from where you KNOW her naked busty chest is getting groped and squeezed by countless hands at once… by you, dozens of times over.
  1339. “I want you, Luna! I want you so badly!”
  1340. >You can only imagine how far down her legs Vice Principal Luna’s panties must be by now as the dream breaks down.
  1341. ~
  1342. >A sharp rush of air floods into your lungs as your entire body jolts around under the heat of the damp covers.
  1343. >You’ve been sweating up a storm under there, and the first thing you think to do is check for…
  1344. >Yup.
  1345. >God fucking damn it, not again.
  1346. >You can’t see it, but you can feel the obvious wet spot where your cum spurted out into your trousers.
  1347. >You make a “welp” face and figure it’s a good thing you hadn’t even gotten that far into your cringe nofap yet.
  1348. >Not so much progress lost AND not so much to clean up.
  1349. >Fucking hell, you cum in the dream, you cum for real.
  1350. >Even though you don’t remember specifically cumming in the dream, but past dreams abide by that anyway so it’s not completely unfounded.
  1351. >Sit there like a fuckin’ dope for some time, not even thinking to check the time, before your alarm clock startles the shit out of you.
  1352. ~
  1353. >…
  1354. >At least this isn’t summer school interrupting your better months.
  1355. >Slouch in your seat to the humdrum drone of the overhead fluorescent lights.
  1356. >Before Vice Principal Luna sits the rebel student of her who held no qualms about drawing dicks all over his detention slip.
  1357. >No longer nodding off due to the fact that the day is slipping into late afternoon after the school day has ended.
  1358. >He sits in his desk, wondering if all of this is what Vice Principal Luna has going on in her head as she occasionally gives him a half-impressed half-vengeful glance.
  1359. >All she has to do is break you for real this time, just successfully get past your now eroded mental defenses one last time then deliver every drop of metaphorical venom she can through a passionate bite.
  1360. >She can’t do you in while you’re awake, the circumstances aren’t favorable this way.
  1361. >At least not until after she would do you in while you’re sleeping with your guard down.
  1362. >She’ll sneak into your mind, put something really special into your weak spot while your armor slumbers lying flat on the ground.
  1363. >Putting your armor on after that would merely trap that special something inside your armor with you, or rather, trap you inside with it.
  1364. >Then your armor can do nothing to stop itself from falling to her command.
  1365. >That is when she will be able to peel past your armor at her own will whenever she wants.
  1366. >And you could do nothing about it but, reluctantly, absolutely love it.
  1367. >…
  1368. >Looks like it was Vice Principal Luna who had dozed off while you did your extra schoolwork.
  1369. >As soon as you’re sure she can’t see anything you’re doing, you raise up your middle finger at her for being such a bitch to you and your friends.
  1370. >Giving you trouble because you were throwing that football a little too far away from the recess area.
  1371. >Yelling at you and punishing you for the flimsiest of reasons.
  1372. >Sitting you down here in detention in this basement classroom to “catch up” on extra work your other non-suspended classmates even had to do themselves.
  1373. >She’s admittedly fiiine looking on the outside, but there’s a monster under there.
  1374. >Maybe you’re also flipping her off because you’re just immature and think it’s funny.
  1375. >Pretend nothing happened when you see her eyes show signs of opening.
  1376. >Oh well.
  1377. >Vice Principal Luna watches one of the most enticing teenage boys she’s ever seen leave the classroom to go home after the clock runs out.
  1378. >She can barely put her finger on whatever it is that makes him so handsome to her.
  1379. >He’s not even that tall at all, definitely not strong or muscular, there’s something about /how/ he is.
  1380. >He simply reminds her of how she was back when she was his age.
  1381. >Never doing what the teachers said, sneaking out at night, listening to 100%-not-parent-approved rock music that made the most popular hits of the day sound uncool by comparison…
  1382. >And this boy here, this boy is THAT type for in his own grade in his own generation. She knows it.
  1383. >She lets you leave *this* time.
  1384. ~
  1385. >Your bros Thunderbass and Curly Winds saved a spot for you at the food court, waving at you through the deafening hustle and bustle of mall-goers and their stuffed, shuffling bags.
  1386. >It’s a while before they hear the end of it.
  1387. >About how much of a bitch Vice Principal Luna is for giving you detention for the entire rest of the week.
  1388. >You already know just how far you’ve pushed the envelope.
  1389. >Feel better after they offer to help you sneak into the school later tonight, you’re all going to be wide awake either way so fuck it.
  1390. >Finish your smoothie and head out, checking out the arcade and a few other places.
  1391. >Nothing really new or interesting, and navigating through the corridors of people like white blood cells through a clogged vein is gonna make you have an aneurism.
  1392. >Does no one watch where they’re going anymore?
  1393. >Does no one walk faster than slow as fuck anymore?
  1394. >The air pressure and silence that takes over after the car door slams has rescued you.
  1395. >You all just go to Thunderbass’s place and play some Super Smash Bros and Mario Kart instead.
  1396. “We’re gonna have a rematch in the school library tonight.” You announce after losing a bunch of times.
  1397. >”Whatever dude, I don’t mind catching a few W’s there too.” Taunts Curly Winds.
  1398. >”Does this mean we’re not watching a movie?” Asks Thunderbass.
  1399. “We will if we have time.” You shift around on the leather couch.
  1400. >”Ideally.” Adds Curly.
  1401. “Ideally.”
  1402. >”…Define ideally.” Responds Thunderbass. “We don’t even know how to hook everything up to the TV they got there yet.”
  1403. “Well it shouldn’t be any different from the usual kind of setup. Just find the spots where we plug the sound and screen and stuff in, set the TV to game or movie mode and wah-lah.”
  1404. >”You sure it’s that simple?”
  1405. “Well I HOPE it’s that simple.”
  1406. >”We’ll find out when we get there.” States Curly, getting a nodding shrug out of each of you.
  1407. >And that was that, that was the plan.
  1408. >…
  1409. ~
  1410. >There was something else you found out when you got here.
  1411. >The lights are on inside.
  1412. >At least five of the windows make their presence known along the side of the building through the cricket chip infested darkness separating you three from the building across the grassy field.
  1413. >You angrily bite your lip and pound the moist dirt below.
  1414. >”The fuck? Is Vice Principal Luna STILL in there?” Gripes Thunderbass.
  1415. “I think I see her.” You spot what looks like her hair in one of the windows.
  1416. >It was only for a half second, but long enough to confirm movement even at this distance from the building.
  1417. >”God damn it. She ruins everything even when she’s not trying to! Fuck!”
  1418. >”The hell is she doing there at one in the morning?!” Curly creeps up behind you.
  1419. >”Bro keep your voice down. There’s houses like right there.” Shushes Thunderbass.
  1420. >A little bit of clamoring later and you all return back to each of your homes and go to bed.
  1421. >…
  1422. >It was already past 2 by the time you had quietly barged through your bedroom door.
  1423. >Something tells you that Vice Principal Luna had stayed at the school overnight on purpose to deter the lot of you.
  1424. >That’d explain why she dozed off in the middle of the afternoon; she’s been up all night last night too.
  1425. >And you’re not about to join her in that, sinking deep under the soft covers of your bed as your lamp’s light bulb slowly cools after being switched off.
  1426. >Sight before dipping your face completely under and letting the heat build up underneath before sticking your head back out.
  1427. ~
  1428. >You rest atop the highest point in a stone tower, scanning the horizon that spans in all directions of you.
  1429. >In here, YOU’RE in control of what you can and can’t do.
  1430. >Someone riding on the back of a grizzly bear raises a sword, the bear galloping towards you looking like it’s about to take off flying.
  1431. >You take your flaming bow and arrow and fire a single shot, making him regret entering your turf.
  1432. >This continues for several minutes, the tower your in constantly changes in appearance and height, varying in all sorts of ways.
  1433. >It turns into a bouncy castle you remember from childhood, and you react accordingly by beginning to jump around.
  1434. >Having a blast.
  1435. >But the fun dream breaks down suddenly.
  1436. ~
  1437. >You jolt awake, eyes having already adjusted to the darkness in your room.
  1438. >Here we go again, you start scanning around your room, feeling like there’s something in here with you and it can’t hurt you if you retreat under the covers.
  1439. >You’re still occasionally doing this and you’re HOW old?!
  1440. >Maybe most people still do this and they just don’t talk about it.
  1441. >Something feels extremely off this time, and the more your eyes further adjust to the dark, the worse you feel.
  1442. >Outlines of your chair, your lamp shade and various other belongings feel like they’re staring back at you.
  1443. >Putting your face outside of the covers might be dangerous.
  1444. >The glowing numbers of your digital clock say 3:47.
  1445. >Then 4:12.
  1446. >Then 5:32.
  1447. ~
  1448. >You were robbed of anything close to a decent night’s sleep.
  1449. >Usually, this wouldn’t feel suspicious.
  1450. >But something about it felt intentional.
  1451. >You don’t know why, but it did.
  1452. >The need to go back to bed weighs you down more than a ball and chain around your ankle would as you drag yourself onto, then off the bus and into the school.
  1453. >The clamoring of the students feels more distant when you’re this lethargic, like there’s an invisible wall or undetectable extra amount of distance between you and them.
  1454. >They almost sound quieter, until someone’s right next to you, sounding way too loud but you’re too tired to react.
  1455. >Could have sworn you caught a glimpse of Vice Principal Luna walking by with a smug grin on her face, sipping from her morning coffee.
  1456. >But your sleepy brain’s capacity to retain information you just gathered is almost nonexistent.
  1457. >Your brain is currently too weak to function properly.
  1458. >Only thing on your mind is how much time is left before the final bell so you can go home and embrace thy bed once more.
  1459. >The fact you still have detention doesn’t cross your mind until halfway through third period.
  1460. >A growling “FUCK!” nearly escapes you as your baggy eyes open wide for the first time today from the realization.
  1461. “fffFFFFFFF-…ffff(uck)” You cram it back under your breath after the first letter makes some classmates think someone just popped open a soda.
  1462. >That. Fucking. BITCH.
  1463. >You have to stay even LONGER because of her!
  1464. >N-not because you drew dicks all over the detention slip last school year or anything, it’s HER doing, not the consequences of your own actions!
  1465. >Sounds a little weird saying it like that even sarcastically.
  1466. >During lunch, you swear you can see her grinning at you again, like you’re suddenly her favorite student today.
  1467. >”You alright, man?” Asks Thunderbass as he sits down next to you on the bench.
  1468. “Couldn’t sleep last night.” You explain in a groggy tone. “Think I have insomnia.”
  1469. >”Damn, that sucks, bro.” Curly Winds says through his sandwich muffling his words.
  1470. “Yeah.”
  1471. >”Aw, yeah that’s rough.” Replies Thunderbass. “You still down for the rematch today?”
  1472. “If I’m up, hahah.”
  1473. >Vice Principal Luna gazes at you at your lunch table.
  1474. >You’re now unable to see her while nearly face-planting your meal, and she’s unable to hear anything you’re saying from this far away in the loud cafeteria.
  1475. >”Damn, he’s handsome when he’s tired.” Vice Principal Luna mutters to herself.
  1476. >Her days of wrestling with her older sister are in the past, it’s her turn to be the taller softer one and her favorite student’s turn to be the powerless and petite one.
  1477. >…
  1478. >You hate Vice Principal Luna for making you stay after school while you’re as tired as you are.
  1479. >Your bros Thunderbass and Curly Winds wait for the final bell just as you are, springing out of your seats as soon as the sound fills the air.
  1480. >Their goal is to help you sneak out unseen so you can take the bus home with them.
  1481. >It was all so well-coordinated, trying to set up this game of extra-curricular hooky.
  1482. >Surely one time won’t fuck things up too much for you, right?
  1483. >You don’t even know, you just want your fucking bed. Right fucking now.
  1484. >Hide behind various students swarming through the hall to the ensemble of slamming lockers and shuffling backpacks coated with casual chatter on top.
  1485. >No way you’ll be able to pick up on her footsteps if they’re approaching.
  1486. >The hallways feel so much longer, the stairways feel so much higher up from the ground floor, the front doors to the bright home-free sky feel so far away.
  1487. >It was like a super difficult escape-level to a video game in your head, meandering over to those doors until the outside wind gently glides along your face.
  1488. >Start to joke around with your bros out of increasing confidence pouting the first batch of energy of the day into you.
  1489. “Fuuuuuuuck yeah dude! I’m home free now!”
  1490. >”Go! Go go go go go! Hurry!” Thunderbass herds you down the crowded sidewalk, trying not to bump into anyone.
  1491. >Find your bus after a tense 20 seconds that feels like a whole minute, stepping over that striped finish line at the base of the metal stairs leading up towards the driver.
  1492. >Find a seat, lean back against the rough leather, tired enough to sleep on it like a baby all the way home.
  1493. >And then you hear her shouting voice calling out your name outside.
  1494. >Duck down, but it is of no use; the window wasn’t tinted enough to keep you from being recognizable to the outside.
  1495. >”Uh-uh! No you don’t, I saw you in there!” Vice Principal Luna’s voice circles around the bus, followed by harrowing stomps up the metal stairs. “Come out! Right now!”
  1496. >”There a problem, Vice Principal Luna?” Asks the bus driver.
  1497. >”He has detention!” She announces to the entire bus, immediately prompting an eruption of laughter and “oooooooohhhhhh”s at you.
  1498. >You’re the joke of the hour as you head toward the front of the bus in humiliating defeat, passing giggling classmates on either side of you.
  1499. >”You tried, man! You tried!” One of the seniors taunts you.
  1500. “Hey fuck you, man!” You snap at him.
  1501. >”Hey! Hey! Watch your language!” Vice Principal Luna grabs your arm and hauls you down off the bus.
  1502. >Thunderbass and Curly Winds sit there acting like they had nothing to do with any of this until the bus finally heads off with the others.
  1503. >…
  1504. >Vice Principal Luna must enjoy holding your wrist like this, but she apparently enjoys holding your hand directly even more by the time you both enter her office.
  1505. >Her warm fingers lock with yours, and gives you a slight shiver up your spine you can’t pretend you hated.
  1506. >Rest in the one chair, watching Vice Principal Luna plop down into hers across from you with her soft lustrous hair bouncing from it, and more slightly bouncing along with that… her fully developed chest inside of her clothing.
  1507. >Her big soft chest jiggled just enough for you to notice as her gorgeous vibrant hair falls over her shoulders and back.
  1508. >She may or may not have caught you glancing down at her chest.
  1509. >You’re too tired to tell.
  1510. >The sounds of less and less students roaming around in the halls by the minute makes way for the silence in here to grow even worse.
  1511. >”I don’t know what it’s going to take to get through to you.” Scolds Vice Principal Luna in her usual annoyed, almost stern voice.
  1512. >You’re too tired to mouth off at her, so you just nod quietly and let finish her rant.
  1513. >Goddess, your defenses are so down right now, but your temper is so up.
  1514. >Wonder if Vice Principal Luna is as annoyed as you are right now as she herds you back down to the basement classroom again for your next detention session.
  1515. >The rest of this week is gonna suck.
  1516. >…
  1517. >You’re already on the verge of passing out while sitting in the basement classroom with Vice Principal Luna.
  1518. >Detention’s not halfway over yet.
  1519. >Begin to sway in your seat, overtaken by fatigue and increasing acceptance of how the surface of a desk isn’t a substitute for a pillow.
  1520. >She leans back in her chair while occasionally glancing at you with contempt.
  1521. >You feel a little funny every time you and Vice Principal Luna make eye contact.
  1522. >Love it when she looks at you, hoping that she’s feeling something on the inside.
  1523. >You may or may not be too tired to keep awake much longer.
  1524. >There’s something about the way her belt looping over and under her purple shirt hugs her waist that you’re really into.
  1525. >It entices you, really gets you going.
  1526. >Vice Principal Luna’s busty chest fills in the top of her purple shirt nicely, making the rest of it get more or less nice and clingy over her adult woman body’s natural curves that can’t be helped.
  1527. >The inevitably alluring shape of Luna’s fine body makes that shirt so attractive on her.
  1528. >The most perverted corners of your mind fantasize about what it would be like to feel her up.
  1529. >Gliding your hands along the sides of her body through that unintentionally lewd top, indirectly feeling how soft her bare skin must be under there.
  1530. >There’s a point when she stretches her arms up with a deep yawn, showing she’s actually tired too.
  1531. >Her busty chest pushes the front of her shirt out enough to make the bottom not overlap with the front of her pants.
  1532. >You swear that top must have shrunken more compared to before, otherwise, you wouldn’t be able to see a tiny bit of the silky blue skin of Vice Principal Luna’s smooth midriff peeking out.
  1533. >Still not enough to reveal Vice Principal Luna’s bellybutton, but it’s enough to make your member begin stiffening in your trousers.
  1534. >You can somewhat easily make out the outline of Vice Principal Luna’s bra cups as she throws her head back and arches her back in the continued yawn.
  1535. >But the way the light hits her top helps you discover very slight bulges from what obviously must be her nipples.
  1536. >They’re just barely noticeable, you have to really get a good long glance to make out their presence… but it’s enough.
  1537. >Your imagination goes wild with imagining what those breasts must look like when completely bare, using the approximate size and placement of those slight nipple bulges as a reference.
  1538. >Is she wearing a thin bra that can’t help but let some of her lewd nipple poking show through?
  1539. >Or are Vice Principal Luna’s nipples really THAT perky and no bra she ever wore could hope to hide that erotic physical property of her womanly body?
  1540. >She soon stands and walks down a row of desks.
  1541. >Ever so subtly to the sharp clacking of her shoes against the hard floor, Vice Principal Luna swings her hips in that long, clingy pair of blue pants.
  1542. >Making you fantasize about what her panties must look like along with what’s her bra cups.
  1543. >Why must she excite you so?
  1544. >~
  1545. >You fell asleep in detention daydreaming about your fine captor.
  1546. >Can’t remember how hard you were, but it was most likely full mast by the time you had seen Vice Principal Luna’s slight nipple bulges being faintly visible even as she’s wearing a bra.
  1547. >Whatever bra she’s wearing must be her only protection from everyone noticing her nipple bumps through one of her many purple tops she wears.
  1548. >And it tries its darnedest to keep Vice Principal Luna’s boobies from jiggling whenever she walks.
  1549. >Her purple shirt may not show any direct cleavage as it is, but its clinginess to her curves and soft shape of her boobies makes up for that.
  1550. >That and the fact that her lewd purple shirt still can crease between her cleavage underneath, causing the appearance of her cleavage to happen directly through her shirt.
  1551. >Some sort of arousing shirt-cleavage that accentuates the shape of Vice Principal Luna’s big soft boobies under there.
  1552. >…
  1553. >”Hey~” Luna’s voice makes its way to your ears.
  1554. >You don’t remember sitting back up, but here she stands before you.
  1555. >Just now did you remember that you had a packet to fill out for detention, but you look down to find that it has disappeared.
  1556. >And your eyes aren’t struggling to stay open; you don’t even think about whether you’re tired or not.
  1557. >”Ready for your fetish again?” She hums in a vulgar tone.
  1558. “What?”
  1559. >”I need you to have another wet dream for me.”
  1560. “…But… why?”
  1561. >”It’ll help you calm down again.”
  1562. >You look up at the ceiling, noticing it has risen extremely high compared to what it was when you were awake.
  1563. >At the center of the high up ceiling is the overhead projector.
  1564. >Luna stretches her arms upward once again, letting the bottom of her shirt hike up her waist and unveil the bottom of her smooth sexy midriff like a rising curtain.
  1565. >”Mmmmmmhh.” Luna moans to herself before speaking to you again. “You like this.”
  1566. >She stretches higher, exposing her up-stretched bellybutton right next to your face.
  1567. >Wait a minute…
  1568. >You’re dreamt this before.
  1569. >”That’s right, love.” Vice Principal Luna coos to you. “This is one of your recurring sexual fantasies, don't ya know?”
  1570. “What if I’m not supposed to have a wet dream?”
  1571. >”You ARE supposed to. Because I want you to~”
  1572. >Luna giggles a little bit, letting her warm half-exposed tummy softly bump against your face.
  1573. >It drives you absolutely crazy.
  1574. >”I know you liked this one. This dream where I reach up for the overhead projector. And you get to kiss my bellybutton~ I know it turns you on~”
  1575. >You shakily breathe, but nod in admission.
  1576. >Just like she had said, you obediently start to plant a few gentle kisses on the edge of and around Vice Principal Luna’s soft sexy bellybutton…
  1577. >It tickles her, making her smooth warm tummy contract away slightly as she lets out a slightly louder giggle from you kissing her there.
  1578. >”And now I’m going to make this recurring fantasy of yours even better~”
  1579. >Reach around and grab Vice Principal Luna’s soft buttcheeks through her pants, giving them a light squeeze.
  1580. >They suddenly start to feel like they’re growing, and getting higher up.
  1581. >Look down to see the bottom of Vice Principal Luna’s pants receding up her smooth shins, gradually tightening around them.
  1582. >Her pants are even tighter around her soft thighs, which are now right in front of your face.
  1583. >Kiss her soft bellybutton again; the more you kiss her tummy, the more she grows to be able to reach the overhead projector, but will grow out of all her clothes in the process.
  1584. >Vice Principal Luna’s sexy purple shirt rides up the smooth skin of her midriff, now effortlessly showing off her sexy tummy and bellybutton.
  1585. >You stand up so you can continue giving her bellybutton kisses with your lips.
  1586. >Have to jump up and hold onto Vice Principal Luna’s curvaceous hips and waist becoming increasingly exposed as her body grows but her clothes don’t and can’t function or stay on her properly.
  1587. >The bottom rims of her pants tensely stretch around her knees, with the rest of her pants only extremely tightly covering her soft thick thighs as the back can no longer contain the round protruding softness of Vice Principal Luna’s expanding buttcheeks and tears completely open to expose them.
  1588. >And you grab her sexy butt again, now caressing your hands directly along her exposed smooth skin and giving her bare buttcheeks a couple of loud but gentle smacks.
  1589. >Vice Principal Luna bites her lip with a lustful grin when you spank her, feeling her tightening panties squeezing more and more around her widening hips that force the front of her pants to snap undone and her fly to zip down from the tension and expose some of the front of her panties.
  1590. >Her overstretched purple shirt rides further and further up her smooth sexy abdomen, its attached belt now under siege by the force of Luna’s soft, heaving, rapidly expanding breasts pushing outward on that sexy purple shirt from underneath.
  1591. >The belt can only hold on so long, before hopelessly snapping at the front and allowing the sexy shirt to ride up even more.
  1592. >Her sexy overwhelmed shirt now rides up so much that Vice Principal Luna’s soft underboob slips out, revealing her bralessness from her erect nipples visibly protruding through the stressed out fabric.
  1593. >You look up and watch more of Vice Principal Luna’s un-coverable underboob get more and more exposed, waiting for her erect nipples to flick out from where you can see them.
  1594. >A growing tear in the middle of the front of Luna’s sexy overwhelmed shirt opens a growing window to her sexy cleavage…
  1595. >”Mmmmm, doesn’t this turn you on?!” She lets her sexy tummy ride and fall against your kisses.
  1596. >You hold onto her wide expanding hips for dear life as she swings them side to side, continuing to kiss her bellybutton.
  1597. “Yes…”
  1598. >Her blue pants stretch and tear apart all over, the front of her shirt bursts open…
  1599. >Exposing Vice Principal Luna’s sexy nipples…
  1600. >”I want to see how brave you are.” Luna says to you.
  1601. >She lets you passionately cling to her soft, smooth, exposed body and kiss all over it to your heart’s content.
  1602. >“After you wake up, I want you to grope me.” She gently commands. “I want you to grope my chest and show your devotion, your bravery. Your trust in me that you know I really am the woman in your dreams. I want you to show that you understand this is still real even after you wake up, so it’s permanent.”
  1603. >You don’t want to let go of her, ready to cum in your pants if you have to.
  1604. >You don’t even care anymore at this point; she just got you right in the fetish.
  1605. >…
  1606. >Now against your face is the solid surface of the desk.
  1607. >Luckily, no drool.
  1608. >”Anon, I said you can get up now!” Vice Principal Luna sounds as annoyed as ever. “Detention’s up. See you tomorrow.”
  1609. >You groggily start to rise to your feet.
  1610. >”Come on already, Anon.” She angrily lowers her eyelids.
  1611. >It’s clear she can’t stay impatient for long before locking you in here or something.
  1612. >She glances down below your face as you walk towards her.
  1613. >You can already feel how fully erect you still are in your pants, and it’s unmistakeable that this is what she had noticed just now.
  1614. >Vice Principal Luna almost gives you a look as though she’s expecting something.
  1615. >Slow down until she urges you to hurry up once more.
  1616. >Does she mean hurry up and leave the room or hurry up and do what she said to do in the dream?
  1617. >What if it was your horny imagination all this time, and then you do it, then get expelled with your rationale for doing it being “But she said to do it in my dream!”
  1618. >What if everything that had built up all this time was only in your head, and you’re about to make arguably the biggest mistake of your life?
  1619. >”You’re just gonna stand there now?!” Huffs Vice Principal Luna.
  1620. >She’s checking out your bulge hard.
  1621. >You don’t know what to do, but your horny libido taking over does.
  1622. >Before you re-assessed the risk, you reach your hand over to Vice Principal Luna’s chest and cup her soft breast in your weakness-driven grasp.
  1623. >She started to say something else, but stops and widens her eyes in response to this.
  1624. >There’s a long pause, and a tingle ripples through your body as your hand gently squeezes Vice Principal Luna’s boob for more than ten seconds non-stop.
  1625. >Luna’s lips quiver as she tries to say something but can’t, her pupils contract as she locks gazes with you, her face becomes awash with a deep purplish red as your unprompted grope petrifies her.
  1626. >You yourself are petrified from getting a long-awaited feel of her big soft breast in your hand.
  1627. >You’d play with these things all day if she’d let you.
  1628. >Let go of her and listen to her begin to stammer like crazy, trying to conjure up a verbal response that can equally match what you just did to her.
  1629. >If she really did enter your dreams and tell you to do that for real, she really does love to fuck with your emotions.
  1630. >”I-I….f…” Vice Principal Luna’s mind short circuits as she tries to respond to you, in utter, flustered disbelief that you just did that. “D-did you just… grope me?” Her voice gets shaky but almost excited sounding.
  1631. “Sorry…” You blurt.
  1632. >She begins breathing heavier and heavier, wavy-mouthed, shaking and glancing down at the floor with that deep blush still plastered on her face.
  1633. >You’re sexually frustrated, she’s sexually flustered.
  1634. >Do you want to find out if those descriptions can accurately be swapped?
  1635. >How amazing would it be if the woman you’re a pervert over is also a pervert over you?
  1636. >”Y-you’re getting morning detention for that.”
  1637. >She huffs in beet-red faced embarrassment and stomps past you, but slightly slows down as she passes you.
  1638. >”You hear me?”
  1639. >You skittishly nod, thinking about how you felt her bra cup through her clingy purple shirt as well as she steps further out into the hallway.
  1640. >It isn’t a thin bra cup, it’s a thicker bra cup.
  1641. >”That was really inappropriate. And unacceptable behavior. You’re getting morning detention now for that.” Vice Principal Luna does her best to keep her voice from breaking.
  1642. >Breaking from a hopefully well-hidden excitement.
  1643. >The two of you leave through separate doors to avoid further confrontation.
  1644. >…
  1645. >…
  1646. >You’re left in a state of shock after what just happened.
  1647. >The feeling of what you had just felt in your hand, the judging, intentionally enraged expression on Vice Principal Luna’s face, the blush that accompanied it along with her face muscles resisting what might have been a grin.
  1648. >You have no way of proving for sure that she had entered your dream on purpose, and now that fact is only eating away at you with embarrassment and worry that you might get into trouble more serious than ever before.
  1649. >Everything is just admittedly fucked now, despite how underhandedly excited you may be feeling about it.
  1650. >At least you were allowed to take the work packets home with you.
  1651. >They weigh your backpack down a little bit as you decide to walk home on foot, since it’s too late even for the last bus to take you at this time.
  1652. >The sky is already starting to get dark earlier now, but you get back inside without really paying attention.
  1653. >Give yourself something productive to do while the jittery awkwardness of sitting along with yourself with no closure on what happened between you and Vice Principal Luna makes you shuffle around in your seat like a wind-up toy.
  1654. >Finally fully awake for what’s left of the day and by extent the entire night, you figure you’ll just stay up until your morning detention.
  1655. >Might as well since the inability to sleep is going to decimate any attempt at getting a wink of rest.
  1656. >Why get up early and suffer when you can STAY UP UNTIL it’s early and not have to get your body to rev itself back up?
  1657. >At least you won’t have to worry about getting any wet dreams, especially after that last dream not only being as lewd as it was but also not resulting in a sticky load making you have to walk like Yosemite Sam all the way home.
  1658. >Good for earlier, bad for if you slept now. And bad for your bedsheets and such.
  1659. >NNN is the worst decision you ever made in your life as far as you’re concerned.
  1660. >Even when you break it, all of these little contentions that you and your peers took along with you while embarking in this… thing… have made you all so dumb.
  1661. >Maybe those other guys are mentally inside out as well, and your friends Thunderbass and Curly Winds were the smart ones for just not giving a fuck and staying normal like everybody else.
  1662. >So much of you wants to masturbate with the same hand that earlier today groped your vice principal, but it’s almost like you’re afraid to.
  1663. >Something inside of you is making you afraid to do it.
  1664. >And it’s only going to make you even more on edge at school tomorrow.
  1665. >Working on the packet assignments morphs from being a chore to being a crucial distraction from your own libido.
  1666. >Ardently go through page after page, subject after subject.
  1667. >Filling out mathematical equations and make sure they properly match their corresponding graphs, responding to literary passages describing blue curtains, study the long list of social reforms the middle ages brought for the history portion of it.
  1668. >She really did make you have to continue the work you skipped out on last year.
  1669. >You question whether or not she is actually allowed to do this, and think about whether or not she is able to pull those kinds of strings without her older sister’s help.
  1670. >The more thoughts about Luna intrude into your mind, the more you have to depend on your work packets to keep them out.
  1671. >And so, you begin to get rid of all of the work you had to do, flying past 2 in the morning, 3 in the morning...
  1672. >4 in the morning, 5 in the morning and 6 in the morning…
  1673. >Glare into the mirror at your bloodshot eyes after a cold shower, watching your pupils shake in the dim light for several minutes before racing downstairs, slamming some toast into your mouth, chugging an orange juice and tingling the teeth you just brushed and making your way to the bus stop.
  1674. >You kept thinking on and off again for the past week or two that it’s still late August or early September.
  1675. >Until the freezing morning air just now reminded you of the truth that it’s October now.
  1676. >Really crept up on everybody today, completely unexpected.
  1677. >The first truly cold (post-summer) day of the year.
  1678. >…
  1679. >Having also not expected this day to get too cold was Vice Principal Luna herself.
  1680. >She had decided to head home for the night and clear her head, after what had happened.
  1681. >It really did bother her all night with all of this, but she did manage to get sleep in.
  1682. >She got up and raced through her morning routine for the first time in forever, since she’s been keeping herself up all night at the school over and over again for the past week and a half, approximately.
  1683. >Had gotten used to doing so, so getting up early and going about her morning routine has to be re-visited in a way.
  1684. >Like finally getting back into a show you stopped watching a while ago and catching up with its vibe.
  1685. >Showering, brushing her teeth etc.
  1686. >That etc. proved to contain a serious mistake.
  1687. >…
  1688. >Vice Principal Luna struts across the faculty parking lot after locking her car.
  1689. >Receiving the same surprise lots of other people have; today’s going to be unexpectedly cold compared to what the forecast foretold.
  1690. >But as she struts up to the side of the school in a rush, she feels her chest bouncing noticeably more than usual.
  1691. >She realizes the mistake she made before she even looks down to confirm it.
  1692. >Vice Principal Luna had forgotten her bra this morning.
  1693. >She stops in her tracks, already seeing how clear-as-day her bare nipples underneath the purple fabric are poking through.
  1694. >So much so that it’s unpreventable.
  1695. >Panics and looks back at her car, but knows there’s not enough time to drive back, put a bra on, then come back to the school and not be extremely late as fuck.
  1696. >Should she?
  1697. >Would this count as an emergency?
  1698. >With the way Vice Principal Luna’s nipples are perking out through her top, her rational side says yes.
  1699. >But something makes her decide to just continue towards CHS anyway and deal with this situation as it is, consciously allowing it to be too late to go back and put on a bra.
  1700. >The extremely chilly morning air seeping through the purple fabric forces Luna’s nipples underneath to stiffen even more into full erection.
  1701. >She couldn’t get herself into the building fast enough before this could happen.
  1702. >Very quickly walks by all of the students in the hallway.
  1703. >It doesn’t take long for a few of the male students to start… noticing…
  1704. >Vice Principal Luna had forgotten her bra this morning.
  1705. >Not only that, but the school’s heating system hasn’t properly warmed up the building yet.
  1706. >Luna knows what this means for her bare breasts inside her top no longer having that important line of defense from being ogled at.
  1707. >She's just trying to go about her day with them erect enough to be seen through her already stretched out shirt due to the cold Fall temperature.
  1708. >”FUARK! It’s fucking cold out there! God fucking damn!” A rowdy student barges in through one fo the side door with his friends.
  1709. >”Hey! Watch your…” Vice Principal Luna starts before catching where their eyes are wandering as she faces them.
  1710. >She promptly walks away without finishing her sentence, feeling so powerless now that any bit of bitch she can be to the students is now overshadowed by how clearly visible her erect nipples are through her purple top.
  1711. >They very noticeably jiggle as she walks faster and faster, unbound and free to bounce and shake as much as much as the soft busty nature of her fully developed womanly body had always intended.
  1712. >Luna's aware people can see, as well as the lack of support making her big sweater puppies bounce with every step and the embarrassment only makes them even stiffer.
  1713. >”No no no no no no… this can’t be happening to me!” Vice Principal turns bright red in the face while muttering under her breath.
  1714. >She wishes this was just a nightmare now, or at least some sort of wet dream her favorite student is having.
  1715. >With that though, she just realized that she completely forgot that he was supposed to come in to morning detention an hour ago!
  1716. >Welp, he either came in early, didn’t see her there, then left… or he himself forgot as well (or deliberately didn’t come), and is now getting off the hook in light of Vice Principal Luna’s situation with having to deal with her hard, perky braless nipples un-ignorably poking through her shirt all day.
  1717. >She’s gonna have to stay in her office as consistently as she possibly can, even if she has to cancel some of her plans.
  1718. >Without a bra, there’s nothing she can do to cover up her erect nipple bulges now insistently almost piercing through her shirt’s purple fabric.
  1719. >Such an appropriate top that isn’t supposed to show cleavage or midriff or anything, just rendered lewd anyway solely by the curvy shape and un-hideable properties of Vice Principal Luna’s arousing body.
  1720. >The more she walks around, the more Vice Principal Luna’s hard perky breasts repeatedly nudge against the inside of her unintentionally sexy purple top, from the bouncing combined with being pressed against that purple fabric.
  1721. >This agitates them into stiffening even more, becoming even more visible in their sexy erect glory against Vice Principal Luna’s will.
  1722. >This day’s going to turn out to be much more annoying than usual.
  1723. >Luna can hear constant comments from some of the boys behind her back, joking about her putting someone's eye out with those glass cutters for nipples.
  1724. >Those hard, alluringly perky breasts she was both blessed and cursed with by puberty decades ago… no longer a secret from her young male students.
  1725. >Going back into her office now only feels like a retreat and defeat at this point.
  1726. >She HAS to respond to this nonsense somehow, but there’s nothing she can do about her breasts being so erotically perky like this, especially without a bra to do what it can to hide this from everyone.
  1727. >Her fully grown womanly body can’t be helped whether she likes it or not.
  1728. >Luna swiftly turns around, making those bra-less big breasts jostle to face the same way as she stomps towards the assumed heckler.
  1729. >You could already tell from the look on Vice Principal Luna’s face, and the fact that she herself just got here anyway, that she’s no longer concerned about the morning detention that never happened.
  1730. >It had emboldened you into thinking you were off the hook, and that she wasn’t going to do a damn thing about you having groped her tit yesterday.
  1731. >In reality, you’re still awake SINCE this had happened, and lack of masturbation combined with severe lack of sleep got you acting a fool.
  1732. >So that is also a factor here, possibly intentionally on her end if she truly is able to enter your mind.
  1733. >But you widen your tired eyes as you can tell she’s not apprehensive about walking right up to you, not doing anything about your wandering gaze upon her beautiful, bountiful body.
  1734. >Vice Principal Luna’s lack of fear plants some into you in return.
  1735. >The boy Luna suspects ends up getting backed into wall, with a face-full of stretched shirt stuffers, and for a moment he briefly wonders if his eye really will get poked out with those erect nubs trying to tear through the purple fabric in front of him.
  1736. >”You. My office. Now!” Vice Principal Luna throws her thumb over her shoulder to gesture towards the open door she was just getting ready to walk through, making her unbound braless breasts inside her sexy top noticeably jiggle to the slight force from the motion.
  1737. >You feel dizzy, about to have a massive nosebleed in front of your classmates all because of busty, perky, braless Vice Principal Luna~
  1738. >You can just IMAGINE the deep soft cleavage just under her sexy purple shirt’s stressed fabric, pushing together from her arms crossing through the only single piece of clothing in the way.
  1739. >Is she… challenging you to grope her again?
  1740. >Either way, you are in BIG trouble now.
  1741. >…
  1742. >The door slams before being locked.
  1743. >Neither of you sit down; Vice Principal Luna merely stands in front of you with a perturbed look on her face, her hair starting to get slightly ruffled.
  1744. >”Don’t you make my day any fucking worse for me, you understand?!” She wildly glares at you in frustrated rage.
  1745. “I’m sorry about yesterday! I just thought…” You remember that your explanation might be unfounded from the ground up. “I just, uh…”
  1746. >”You just WHAT?! C’mon, spit it out!” Her enraged voice might be loud enough to be heard from the hallway.
  1747. >There’s so much tension in her voice.
  1748. >It’s easy to tell she’s uneasy as she is frustrated.
  1749. >You stand there, scared about her actually getting physical with you, if her body language is any indication of what’s coming next.
  1750. >Can’t tell if it’s in a good or a bad way, but the predatory look in her eyes shows that whatever guard rails she had, they’re coming down.
  1751. >”Why the fuck won’t you behave?” She grits her teeth, probably not realizing she’s using the very language she condemned when you did it. “Oh what is it, you gonna grope me again?”
  1752. >Even if Luna HAD wanted you to do it the last time, she probably didn’t expect you to actually go through with it.
  1753. >So she could keep raping you in your dreams and there’s be no static in the waking world about any of this.
  1754. >”Get the fuck over here.”
  1755. “…”
  1756. >Vice Principal Luna chases her most troublesome student around her office, making you jump over her desk but trip over her chair as you try to get far enough away to have room to dash for the locked door.
  1757. >Inside of that already stretched out shirt are Vice Principal Luna’s bouncing braless boobies.
  1758. >Visibly jiggling from even the slightest of movements.
  1759. >No one out in the hallway can SEE what’s going on in here.
  1760. >All they know is that Vice Principal Luna is SUPER angry at you.
  1761. >So angry that her eyes… they look like they’re changing for a split second.
  1762. >Before she lunges at you again.
  1763. >Lunges at you while you’re still lost in her eyes.
  1764. >Your moment of lovestruck hesitation was all she needed.
  1765. >There’s no passage to the door now, and you’re cornered once again, this time in private.
  1766. >Desperately climb up onto a bookshelf, fixing to try leaping over Vice Principal Luna for your escape.
  1767. >As soon as you do it, she catches you in mid air and backs you up against the wall with her arms still around your waist.
  1768. >You can’t run, hoisted up in the air and kept there, unable to even reach the ground if you tried, and your back thumps against the wall.
  1769. >Grunt and struggle, almost slipping down enough to try to force your way back down to having your feet planted on the floor, but Vice Principal Luna’s massive breasts pushing onto you keep that from happening.
  1770. >Her arms locked onto you tightly hold on and drag the bottom of your shirt up a little bit as you hopelessly try to kick yourself free.
  1771. >Your crotch momentarily slips down to having Vice Principal Luna’s soft busty chest mash against it, and her face meets with your tummy as her locked arms make your shirt scrunch further up.
  1772. >”You’re not getting away with any more, you insufferable little fucking twink!” Vice Principal Luna growls at you.
  1773. >She just… holds you there up in the corner, pushing you against the walls with her bear hug and busty chest, and there isn’t a thing you can do about it.
  1774. >Can’t push her away as she struggles with you, swearing she’s waiting for you to calm down.
  1775. >Your member is getting slid around inside your pants and trousers, able to feel the soft force from Vice Principal Luna’s big sexy boobies pushing against your crotch as she subjugates her unruly student.
  1776. >It’s not long before the shuffling and shifting around forces your dick to hotdog between Vice Principal Luna’s big soft boobies by way of her deep cleavage inside that sexy top.
  1777. >The more you struggle, the more your member rubs and caresses against that busty soft goodness she’s got going on.
  1778. >You begin to feel yourself getting increasingly stiff in your underwear against Luna’s chest.
  1779. >She’s so enraged and unhinged that she’s not able to even think in the heat of the moment.
  1780. >Her chest continues to agitate your member more and more.
  1781. >It doesn’t matter how scared and desperate you get, this erection in your pants is getting encouraged whether you want it to or not.
  1782. >Luna’s most rowdy student keeps trying to break free, but is held high off of the floor and has no possibility of getting any kind of footing.
  1783. >You’re just stuck, just… held here at Luna’s mercy.
  1784. >As you feel your member become more and more erect, you know for a fact Vice Principal Luna can feel it happening too.
  1785. >Her student’s getting hard against her chest, all because of what she’s doing.
  1786. >You start to beg and plead.
  1787. “W-wait… please. Stop, i’m hard! I’m hard!” You quietly grunt, not loud enough for anyone in the hall to hear. “No, please! I have a boner!”
  1788. >Vice Principal Luna clenches her teeth and only redoubles her efforts.
  1789. >You’re soon at full mast, pushing the fly of your pants forward with your stubborn erection against Luna’s big soft tits mashing against it.
  1790. >This keeps going on and on, soon getting you to start leaking precum inside of your underwear from your tip.
  1791. >Beginning to twitch autonomically, your fully erect cock longs for more of this excitement between Luna’s boobies despite her annoyed rage and your unwillingly aroused fear.
  1792. >The tiny zipper handle of your fly gets caught among Luna’s shirt’s purple fabric, little by little getting tugged down from the movements of the struggling.
  1793. >You start getting out of breath, unable to truly see what’s happening down there, but able to hear what’s happening to your fly’s zipper, as well as something getting caught on the fabric of Vice Principal Luna’s shirt and making it emit slight tearing noises.
  1794. >Your shaft keeps getting rubbed around by this very interactive encounter.
  1795. >”Get… DOWN from there!” Huffs Vice Principal Luna.
  1796. “LET me down from here!” You respond, but aren’t listened to.
  1797. >More and more… stuff… happens between your erection and Luna’s big soft breasts separated only by your clothes.
  1798. >Until…
  1799. >”I… SAID… GET!” Vice Principal Luna doesn’t notice something firm and warm suddenly breach through the fabric of her shirt, immediately reaching her deep soft cleavage directly and pushing its way between.
  1800. >You feel your cock suddenly slip between something warm, smooth and soft on either side, wondering where the hell your zipper has disappeared to.
  1801. >Luna’s eyes vehemently stare you down as the base of your cock’s shaft finishes slowly driving its way through the impromptu hole in her purple shirt.
  1802. >You try to say something, but the unplanned union of your erect cock penetrating Vice Principal Luna’s sexy busty cleavage through a wardrobe malfunction hole in her shirt puts your mind into full-on sexual mode.
  1803. >You start squirming out of blind reflex, she resists your resistance and keeps shifting her position against you to make your erection get rubbed and moved around against the softness of her bare tits.
  1804. >During this, the feeling of your cock between Vice Principal Luna’s tits arouses her already erect nipples into trying harder to cut their way out through that purple fabric just like your cock somehow made its way inside of it.
  1805. >The two of you stare at eachother, horny and confused, but she doesn’t realize it, unable to think of what to do next, unable to think…
  1806. >Horny and confused.
  1807. >She’s already penetrated, you’re already enveloped.
  1808. >Horny and confused.
  1809. >She unknowingly has your stiff throbbing cock dug deep between her full adult breasts, you have her full adult breasts tightly yet gently mashing together on either side of your erect cock.
  1810. >Horny and confused.
  1811. >Fully vulnerable to your own sexual nature taking over for you now~…
  1812. >Vice Principal Luna unwittingly starts pushing her chest against you, in and out…
  1813. >It feels like nothing you would have imagined on your enveloped shaft.
  1814. “W-wait…”
  1815. >She starts going faster and more sincerely, angry hyperfocused mind now not communicating with her body instinctively reacting to your cock between her tits.
  1816. >It already got this far on its own, no turning back.
  1817. >You shudder upon her tits around your cock stroking you up and down your length.
  1818. “V-vice Principal Luna…!” You bumble with shaking hands on her head as she refuses to respond with words.
  1819. >No matter what you say, Vice Principal Luna keeps titfucking your cock through your breathed clothes, and it scrambled up whatever you were about to try to say.
  1820. >You moan and almost try to push her away, but your heart is no longer in it.
  1821. >It just feels too… good~
  1822. >It just feel so good!
  1823. >You’ve always loved Vice Principal Luna’s tits, and now she’s… now she…
  1824. >She thinks you’re just trying to escape still, so you can cause more mischief.
  1825. >She doesn’t know that your cock is between her tits.
  1826. >Luna bites her lip, speaking only with her autopilot-driven pushing and pressing of her big soft beautiful boobies onto your erect cock, still holding you up in the air against the corner to keep you from getting away.
  1827. >The physical excitement only makes her erect nipples inside that same top even harder…
  1828. >”WHY AREN’T YOU LISTENING TO ME?!” Sneers Vice Principal Luna.
  1829. >You don’t know how much longer you can last, because your restrain is being withered down at a hopeless rate.
  1830. >Vice Principal Luna is MAKING her favorite disobedient student BEHAVE.
  1831. >The constant moving around of the fabric against her stiff perky nipples from the passionate titfucking just stimulates Vice Principal Luna’s breasts even more.
  1832. >Each push forward feels like a plow against her nipples themselves… pushing and gliding against the inside of that purple fabric they viciously poke through.
  1833. >With her face still against your bare tummy, Vice Principal Luna starts kissing you around your bellybutton like you did to her in your dream without realizing what she’s doing.
  1834. >Her mind is somewhere else, where she can only think about how much she hates you for disobeying her and giving her so much trouble.
  1835. >But her body’s betraying her, reacting to you with all the physical love it can without Luna’s brain having any consent or even knowledge of the matter.
  1836. >Her wanton soft and busty chest-humping against you is too much to keep yourself together against… it’s just too much…
  1837. >It makes her pull you over the edge with her, taking you down with her.
  1838. >The edge of climax is passed, you can feel it.
  1839. >Everything tenses, and there’s absolutely no going back.
  1840. >Your cock flinches and twitches and wildly jolts around between Luna’s sexy breasts, releasing a sudden burst of cum in a stream akin to that of a pressure washer.
  1841. >”I SAID G-…” Vice Principal Luna begins again before the sudden wet torrents deep inside her clothes force her to discover that… to discover th…
  1842. >Luna feels it happen… feeling your huge load of cum quickly fill up her cleavage inside her shirt and trickle down to her bellybutton inside that sexy purple fabric. “G-… g-… g-… g-… g-… g-… g-…” She stutters like a skipping record player, eye twitching.
  1843. “…I-I’m… c-cumming~”
  1844. >Her illusion of only platonically punishing you for being a horrible student shatters as she now registers the feeling of your member… your…
  1845. >Luna was so caught up in her anger towards this student of hers, that she didn't notice the full situation until AFTER he's convulsing in her grip and cumming between her cleavage.
  1846. >Your erect, convulsing cock can’t shut it off now… the sublime feeling of Vice Principal Luna’s soft warm deep cleavage cozily enveloping it only unstoppably keeps encouraging your shaft into maximum stimulation beyond either of your control.
  1847. >Upon feeling the twitches and soaked convulsions of your erect ejaculating cock doing everything it can do to translate the sexual nature of how all of this feels to her, Vice Principal Luna shudders in a confusing mess of rage, sexual frustration and reluctant arousal.
  1848. >She can’t move at first, neither can you.
  1849. >Trying to stay as quiet as you can in the midst of your total loss of control, with you ejaculating round after round of your hot load.
  1850. >Neither of you knew you needed this, but oh did you need it.
  1851. >A proper titfucking through Vice Principal Luna’s lewd purple shirt.
  1852. >You’re not going to class, are you?
  1853. >After you’ve finished releasing your pent up spunk deep inside of Vice Principal Luna’s sexy purple top, she lets you down and clumsily backs away, trying to hold back a horny grin.
  1854. >She’s breathing extremely quickly, jittery with every movement she makes and wavy mouthed as her mind erupts into a whirlwind of frustrated sexual thoughts, scrambled into a frenzy by the feeling of your warm cum deep inside her shirt dribbling all the way down past her cleavage in a thick river and pooling in her soft rising and falling bellybutton before trickling even further down to begin soaking the front of her panties.
  1855. >Vice Principal Luna made her young male student cum violently inside of her shirt to her big soft shirt-stuffing boobies and her perky, stiff shirt-piercing nipples~
  1856. >And she LOVES it…
  1857. >”G-… g-… g-…” Luna’s still trying to continue the same sentence, but is unable to proceed with that, still stuttering like a broken, skipping record player as she’s swiftly overwhelmed by an un-ignorable rush of sexual arousal.
  1858. >It tumbles and crashes through her entire body.
  1859. >Bringing her to her knees in a shuddering, horny mess.
  1860. >Your seeping load makes a dark streak appear down the middle of Vice Principal Luna’s hot, ruined top.
  1861. >It trickles and globs along her smooth rapidly breathing tummy and soft pooled-up bellybutton inside of that purple top, bridging and stringing between her big soft boobies against her bare sexy skin with audible wet noises, feeling electrifyingly good to her in a way she has to admit to herself.
  1862. >All of this forces Luna’s sexy perky nipples to get HARDER than they’ve ever been yet~
  1863. >”G-…g-.. g-… g- g- g- g-g-g-g-g-G-GAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH~!!” Strings of saliva span from Luna’s tongue hanging out and parting lips as her wild eyes roll up towards the ceiling.
  1864. >Vice Principal Luna should have known from the start:
  1865. >The cold weather would make her nipples HARDER
  1866. >The constant staring would make her nipples HARDER
  1867. >The embarrassment of being clearly seen would make her nipples HARDER
  1868. >The free jostling would make her nipples HARDER
  1869. >The fabric constantly rubbing against the stiff nubs would make her nipples HARDER
  1870. >The sight of that one boy giving her trouble getting visibly hard in his pants would make her nipples HARDER
  1871. >The building sexual frustration would make her nipples HARDER
  1872. >The knowledge that SOMETHING would inevitably give way as her nipples became harder and harder would make them... HARDER
  1873. >HARDER and HARDER and HARDER...
  1874. >...wait, is her shirt getting damp?
  1875. >On the super-erect, protruding nipple bulges from Luna’s stiff perky breasts trying to cut through the already stretched out purple fabric, there appear two dark spots…
  1876. >She’s starting to cream just as hard as you did.
  1877. >She quietly squeals as spots of breast milk leak out of her sexy bare nipples jutting up against the wet stretched inside her purple top through pure sexual excitement.
  1878. >It soon starts squirting and soaking through in stuttering spurts.
  1879. >Your trickling cum had spread down her panties and found its way between her moist vulva lips, clashing and mixing with her juices before slipping and trickling even deeper and making its way to her clit.
  1880. >She feels it immediately.
  1881. >”FFUUUUUUUCCKKKK~~!!”
  1882. >She’s trying t-to…
  1883. >”Haahh… haaAAAAUUUUUUUHHHHHH~~!!” Vice Principal Luna belts out a loud, low raspy groan from overlapping ejaculations.
  1884. >Upon glancing down, Vice Principal Luna discovers the large, growing dark spots accumulating from all she’s enacted upon her beautiful breasts and body.
  1885. >She briefly glances at you with pleading eyes and quivering lips, knowing exactly where your gaze is locked onto.
  1886. >Vice Principal Luna’s student is a young thirsty boy.
  1887. >She cries out for you, with her erect perky nipples trying to hard to cut through her shirt from underneath and spurting such powerful squirts of breast milk that it forms murky barely-visibly-white amalgamations of its soaking lust that threaten to trickle down the outside of Vice Principal Luna’s ruined purple shirt.
  1888. >Vice Principal Luna clamps her hands over her crotch as she ejaculates with wide thrusting hips bucking in your direction, begging you over to her.
  1889. >Her arms mash her big beautiful jiggling breasts together as they leak warm sweet milk strongly enough to sent slight squirts of it flying forward through the air at you.
  1890. >The arousing softness of Vice Principal Luna’s huge leaking bountiful breasts stuff, stretch and move her purple shirt around with each wonderful jiggle her panicking, jerking arms cause.
  1891. >The torn window into her shirt begins to widen and show off more and more of her sexy deep soft cleavage… just waiting for you to stick it back in and titfuck her again.
  1892. >You’re holding her before you realize it, leaning in and locking your lips around the wet stretched tent of Vice Principal Luna’s sexy, erect perky nipples piercing through from under her shirt.
  1893. >The taste of her milk puts your mind in for a twirling loop, unable to think about anything but sucking her like there’s no tomorrow.
  1894. >”Hah~… H-HAAAAH~!…” Vice Principal Luna utters with a few extremely responsive jolts of her sexy body against your manhandling of her.
  1895. >Vice Principal Luna’s sexy, perky erect nipples everyone could see trying to lewdly puncture their way through that stretched purple fabric, are now getting her warm, silky breast milk squeezed out by your kissing, kneading lips and sucked *through her shirt* into your mouth where you gulp it down.
  1896. >Luna continues making high pitched squealing noises as you alternate from one sexy erect nipple through her damp purple shirt to another.
  1897. >Her busty fully grown chest rapidly rises and falls against your face like you’ve always dreamed, letting you keep your thirsty mouth firmly latched onto each sexy perky breast at a time.
  1898. >She hyperventilates as her silky breast milk gets suckled out of her sexy beautiful nipples and gulped down your throat.
  1899. >The turbulent force of your eagerly sucking mouth combined with the stiff, piercing perkiness of Vice Principal Luna’s sexy nipples you were sucking is too much for the purple fabric of her shirt to handle.
  1900. >The strands of string come apart little by little as you keep suckling on her, and soon open up into little holes with crossing threads of gradually failing string.
  1901. >Your passionate, lustful suckling on Vice Principal Luna’s sexy perky nipples through her shirt slowly expose her beautiful areolae.
  1902. >As soon as you take a breather from suckling so much, your thirsty hands go wind with their turn with Vice Principal Luna’s bountiful chest, wantonly groping and feeling up her big soft boobies like you’ve always dreamt of doing.
  1903. >Grabbing the torn edges of the failed fabric’s holes and assist Vice Principal Luna’s ruined top into malfunctioning even more on purpose.
  1904. >Tear and rip the ruined fabric in all kinds of directions with your horny and determined grip, pulling Luna’s gradually destroyed top apart from her big beautiful bare tits and exposing them to the cool open air while still soaked.
  1905. >Her beautiful areolae greet you in their unapologetic exposed perkiness, a sight a woman only shows to a man she loves, visibly getting even stiffer from the cold air affecting them.
  1906. >The entire front of Vice Principal Luna’s purple shirt has been completely ripped open, tatters of purple fabric are stretched in all directions, forced to fail and all apart, irreversibly unable to cover Luna’s fully developed breasts.
  1907. >She can’t go back out into the hall like this, there’s no way.
  1908. >Vice Principal Luna just sits there, in a complete state of shock mixed with undeniable horniness as you grope, squeeze and play with her now completely exposed breasts.
  1909. >This lasts for a little bit before you go back to suckling on her, now directly lip to bare nipple with nothing in the way.
  1910. >The now coarse surface of Luna’s areolae shrivels against your lips, making it only even more exciting to passionately kiss all up against them and flick her perky erect nipple around with your tongue to agitate once more.
  1911. >Luna doesn’t know what to do… she just lets you continue and have your way with her however you want.
  1912. >Vice Principal Luna’s left nipple only lasted a short time before her restraint broke down and she couldn’t keep her sweet warm milk from coming out once more.
  1913. >Vice Principal Luna’s right nipple doesn’t stand a chance at lasting any longer than her left nipple.
  1914. >The bell for first period rings.
  1915. >Vice Principal Luna glances down at you.
  1916. >”Yeah… you’re not going to class. You’re staying right here until I say you’re done.” She moves the detention to right now.
  1917. >The loudest sound in the room is the stuttering tearing noises of the wide open front of Vice Principal Luna’s ruined torn open shirt.
  1918. >Torn all the way past the bottom of the rim with the bottom of the tattered sides now limply flying open and falling back behind her as she leans back, the top of the sides slipping off of her smooth alluring shoulders and exposing them too.
  1919. >Second loudest sound is your thirsty mouth’s sucking noises on each of Vice Principal Luna’s stiff erect nipples one at a time.
  1920. >Your tongue excitedly caresses up against Luna’s areolae.
  1921. >Your lips release them with soft wet suction-y popping noises that excite Luna so much on the inside that the feeling scares her a little.
  1922. >Her mind has been somewhere else, making her willfully ignore that she’s breastfeeding her horny young male student, and believe in her mind that she’s doing something platonic to punish you instead so she can pretend she resisted the urge and she’s not doing anything sexual with her horny young male student.
  1923. >But another delightfully soft and wet popping noise paired with THAT tingling feeling on her stiff perky nipple reminds her that, yes she is.
  1924. >She shouldn’t feel this way punishing her student…
  1925. >After you take a few more seconds to breathe, Vice Principal Luna starts to regain her sense of “I’m not supposed to do this with my student”.
  1926. >A little late for that.
  1927. >The only part of her destroyed ripped open shirt “on” her is falling down her shaking arms away from her smooth shoulders.
  1928. >Vice Principal Luna ’s already basically topless…
  1929. >All of which disrobed and exposed for you, Vice Principal Luna’s soft tummy and sexy bellybutton rise and fall along with her busty perky breasts.
  1930. >Rising and falling to her hot, sensual breathing.
  1931. >You can’t tell if she’s playfully making you work for it, or genuinely changed her mind and is trying to back away and stand up.
  1932. >Vice Principal Luna’s sexy naked boobies jiggle in full view as she clumsily scrambles backwards.
  1933. >Luna’s mind spins in a dizzy mess of sexual confusion.
  1934. >”Y-you’re staying right here unt-until I s-say you’re d-done~…” She keeps repeating only to maintain authority, unable to maintain true authority over even herself.
  1935. >Vice Principal Luna attempts to stand up, but you grab her arms and pull her back down to the floor with her bare tits out and calling for you.
  1936. >She tries again, so she has time to grab the torn flung open sides of her shirt and tie them into a front knot to try and re-cover her sexy exposed breasts.
  1937. >The fabric is too damp and strained with stringy holes that allow her bare areolae to peek through into direct view anyway.
  1938. >There’s no going back, you see what you want, and you want MORE.
  1939. >Luna’s shaking hands, clumsy from reluctant horniness, struggle to tie the open front of her shirt into a knot, knowing even if she succeeded, she’s unable to hide her cute sexy bellybutton from her horny student anymore no matter what.
  1940. >Despite Vice Principal Luna’s sense that she shouldn’t let her horny student suck on her tits, because it’s going to drive her permanently off the deep and and make her fuck him until he cums inside of her.
  1941. >But that sense can only assume so much control on the inside, as her already half-hearted attempts to actually back away from you and stand up are excited to be thwarted by you pulling Luna back down to the floor with you.
  1942. >That sexy ruined top’s haphazard front knot attempt already unravels on its own from the wonderful jiggling of Luna’s big soft tits swaying in her aroused playful struggle, areolae already slipping back out.
  1943. >Pull her arm down; she stumbles and falls closer to you.
  1944. >Luna barely even tries to stop your groping hands from helping her hopelessly malfunctioning top fail all the way back open.
  1945. >Vice Principal Luna’s exposed and VERY perky breasts continue to softly, delightfully jiggle for you, begging for your lips to suck them~
  1946. >Her arms a-tangle with yours gently flail and bump and mush up against her softness, adding to the wonderful jiggling of her big soft bare boobies.
  1947. >Your insistent hands make their way past hers and begin thumbing Luna’s hard fully erect nipples as you back her down into a corner.
  1948. >Now grabbing her ruined torn open shirt and tearing it to the sides even more.
  1949. >Until it’s nothing but useless rags weakly draping off of only her elbows, impossibly unable to cover her sexy naked breasts ever again~
  1950. >Vice Principal Luna can’t hope to stop her favorite young male student now… you want MORE!
  1951. >She lets out high-pitched groans and sighs as close in and capture her stiff, sexy erect nipples in your thirsty mouth.
  1952. >Pushing your face against Vice Principal Luna’s big soft exposed tits, mouth eagerly latching onto the tangy taste of her breasts.
  1953. >Luna barely knows where she is now, only certain that she’s punishing her favorite young male student in morning detention.
  1954. >She tries to pretend she doesn’t feel her favorite young male student’s thirsty mouth latching onto her breasts one by one once more.
  1955. >She tries to pretend she doesn’t feel her thirsty favorite young male student vigorously, zealously, passionately suck on her beautiful fully erect nipples.
  1956. >She tries to pretend it doesn’t feel ignite that unquenchable kindle of arousal into an explosive inferno making her body shake from feeling her already hard erect nipples now getting sucked on.
  1957. >Luna’s sexy, perky erect nipples were MADE to get sucked on~
  1958. >Having them get nice and hard right up against the inside of her shirt’s fabric was one thing that got Luna’s nipples all agitated and sensitive.
  1959. >Where feeling your cum dripping down her body was all that was needed to send her off the edge and make her cream breast milk out of those sexy nipples.
  1960. >But now she’s feeling your mouth directly suckling on her tits, physical vacuum-like contact… lips wetly and lustfully pulling on her already stimulated nipples… like THAT~…
  1961. >It’s so wrong, but it… feels so GOOD!
  1962. >Luna can’t hide it inside for much longer… this feeling is turning her ON.
  1963. >It’s impossible to pretend her favorite thirsty student is lovingly sucking on her nipples.
  1964. >She can’t bring herself to push you away… each time your lips pinch and your tongue moves back sucking her nipple outward into your thirsty mouth, her urge to resist gets a little more tangled up in her mind, faster than she can untangle it.
  1965. >Vice Principal Luna tries to fight it, but her heart’s no longer in it, her heart is racing with joy…
  1966. >Her thirsty young male student insistently buries his face into her glistening busty chest, pushing her deep soft cleavage together every time he presses his sucking mouth up against each of her sexy perky breasts.
  1967. >Oh how the overwhelming sensation excites her so!
  1968. >Her mangled torn apart shirt wraps only around her elbows behind her back.
  1969. >Another popping sound.
  1970. >”nnnnNGAH!” Erupts Luna before covering her mouth and hopelessly bottling it back in for only the next several seconds. “…Hhhhheyy… th-this is very… you’re staying in d-detention for that!”
  1971. >Your tongue gives Luna’s sexy erect nipples long and sincere licks, indulging in the coarse, tangy taste of Luna’s bare areolae.
  1972. >”ohh-FUCK!”
  1973. >She shudders feeling this, failing to stop low strained moans bubble out of her in response to her horny student licking up against her bare nipples like sweet blueberry lollipops.
  1974. >”I-I sh-shouldn’t b-be…. I shouldn’t… I… I-I… “Vice Principal Luna still tries to speak coherently with her brain skipping like a broken record player. “I- I- I-…aaaaaahhhhI- Ihhh…. ah, ah…a-ah, I-… I sh… I-I shouldn… I- I-… ngh, I-“ She keeps trying even as your thirsty lips close around her sexy, agitated erect nipples once more. “I shoul… sh-shoul… n’t- n’t… I-I… sh-aaaaaAAAHHHH! AAHH! ahh~ I-ah! aaannngghhhh, g-GAAHHH!!~~”
  1975. >Vice Principal Luna’s sexy erect nipples enclasped by your clamping lips keep getting HARDER and HARDER and HARDER inside your thirsty sucking mouth.
  1976. >”hhaaahhhhh~, hah, h-hah… h-AAH!”
  1977. >*suck* *suck* *suck* *suck* *suck*
  1978. >”A-…Anon… ANON! PLEASE, ANON!” Huffs Vice Principal Luna.
  1979. >*suck* *suck* *suck* *suck* *suck*
  1980. >”Fuckfuckfuck… FUUCK! ANON!” Luna convulses and shudders harder, making you have to hold onto her to keep your face planted onto her big beautiful naked breasts.
  1981. >You moan in response.
  1982. >Luna twists and jostles herself around, sucked-on tits jiggling and shaking against your face, her stiff, erect nipple is triggered into being forced to cream hot sweet breast milk out into your thirsty mouth.
  1983. >”ANON! ANON! ANON OH FUCK… FFFFUCK… A-ANON!!~ AANNNHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAGGGHHH!!!~~”
  1984. >Luna’s nipple spurts it out, you suck it in and gulp it down.
  1985. >Even if she TRIED to turn it back, you keep dedicatedly sucking on her nipple anyway.
  1986. >Vice Principal Luna’s warm, creamy breast milk floods into your mouth; you bring it out of her sexy hard nipples one by one.
  1987. >She’s cum twice now, there’s no way there’s any going back now.
  1988. >You two can only go deeper into this relationship, only forward.
  1989. >The sweet taste of Vice Principal Luna’s breast milk continues to greet your taste buds over and over and over again as you keep kneading her nipples with your lips and sucking it all out of her.
  1990. >It’s so creamy and silky, making you wish you could drink an entire quart of this if that was somehow possible.
  1991. >The last of Luna’s shirt is removed from being tangled around her arms at some point while you’re embracing her smooth, curvy, busty topless body and sucking even more of her breast milk out of her stiff yet tender nipples.
  1992. >”You’re not done until I say you’re done.” Vice Principal Luna reasserts her authority in this the only way she can.
  1993. >She willfully holds your head and face to her big soft chest and encourages you to continue.
  1994. >Breathing deeply with various sighs and moans as her lovely breast milk fills your mouth to get welcomingly gulped down once again.
  1995. >More milk-ejaculations begin to crash through her body, these ones she’s more prepared for as you hold her tight alternating from her right nipple to her left nipple, then left to right after another minute or two.
  1996. >You can feel Vice Principal Luna’s bare tummy rising and falling against your chest, really emphasizing how alive she feels while pressed up against you.
  1997. >It feels so electrifying to feel your beautiful, bountiful Vice Principal Luna breathing so passionately up against your body, like you’re surrendering yourselves to eachother.
  1998. >Luna leans back against the walls of the corner, throwing her head back softly and shutting her eyes while she continues to breathe in and out right up against you, welcoming you to continue sucking more warm breast milk out of her like you never knew how badly you wanted and needed to.
  1999. >Her creamy breast milk slinks across your tongue and down your throat, quenching the thirst Luna herself helped you develop, because she has had a thirst for you as well.
  2000. >The more this goes on, the more intense Vice Principal Luna’s arousal becomes, and the less opposed to plapping you she becomes, only wanting nothing more than to feel both of your COMPLETELY naked bodies together in a beautiful union of physical love.
  2001. >Topless and gently pinned down, the more Vice Principal Luna feels you thirstily sucking on her sexy erect nipples, the more amazing it feels… the more amazing it all makes HER feel…
  2002. >Her breathing slows more and more by the time the second period bell rings.
  2003. >The two of you breathe for a few minutes while the rest of students roam through the halls outside the room.
  2004. >You take a moment or two to gaze at Vice Principal Luna’s bare soft busty breasts so magnificently presented to you in their full topless exposure, softly swaying side to side as Luna deliberately shakes her bountiful good around for you.
  2005. >She lets you walk up to her and cup them in your hands, and encourages you to grope them for several minutes, asking you to massage them and keep them warm with your eager hands.
  2006. >She tries to put her shirt back on at one point, tying the know not in the front across her sexy cleavage but behind her back, leaving pretty much only the tattered sleeves covering her shoulders with everything else fully exposed.
  2007. >Breasts, hips, midriff, tummy, over half of her back, pretty much her entire torso is just out in the open.
  2008. >Knows your weakness inside and out.
  2009. >She knows she can’t go out there wearing what’s left of her shirt like this.
  2010. >Her now fully bare nipples exposed to the open chilly air and becoming as erect as they can with nothing even covering them to be poked through.
  2011. >The very sight alone prompts you to walk up to Vice Principal Luna, pretending you’re in the hallway together, and pounce on her to suck on her hard, bare, sexy erect nipples once more, finding zero obstruction from any clothing whatsoever this time.
  2012. >Second period goes by with you continuing to suck on Vice Principal Luna’s nipples, unable to pull yourself away.
  2013. >She’s unable to push you away as well, now actively urging you to keep your face buried in her beautiful chest even if there’s nothing left coming out right now.
  2014. >Doesn’t matter if it all came out already and you’d need to wait until like tomorrow or something for more; you just want to keep sucking on Vice Principal Luna’s sexy erect nipples anyway, solely because you fucking love them.
  2015. >You just fucking love burying your face in her breasts and kissing and sucking on them, soon moving up and sharing long deep kisses with Vice Principal Luna on the lips as the two of you really take the seriousness of this to a different place.
  2016. >Things have changed now, you’re not even thinking about the third period bell ringing.
  2017. >Or any of the students knocking and wondering why the door is still locked.
  2018. >You and Vice Principal Luna cuddle in her chair together now, simply making out; she’s decided to remain completely topless now, and your loving embrace will keep her warm.
  2019. >The long deep kisses you share with Vice Principal Luna make you feel so warm and fuzzy inside, and also a little bit sleepy.
  2020. >After several more minutes and staring into her gorgeous teal eyes, your sleepiness starts to intensify into a lotta bit, but she’s in your arms, and you’re in hers.
  2021. >The bell rang again, but you already didn’t bother to keep counting which class period it is.
  2022. >You’re starting to feel tired enough to sleep, comfortably in Vice Principal Luna’s arms wrapped around you with your arms wrapped around her in the cozy chair of hers.
  2023. >She says something to you about how she can’t wait until you “recharge”, and that she has something to show you in the meantime.
  2024. >Start to hear a pitter patter on the roof.
  2025. >Is it raining outside?
  2026. ~
  2027. >She’s still a little upset with you, but recent events have made not only broken the ice, but melted it.
  2028. >Now she can just try and level with you as an equal, as someone she’s become intimate with, someone who’d also listen now, because there’s something great between you now that’s SUPER worth keeping around.
  2029. >It may have sort of just… happened, but you and Vice Principal Luna are close now.
  2030. >Now, all things can be settled.
  2031. >It’s not an option to go back and pretend none of that happened.
  2032. >Now, all things MUST be settled.
  2033. >…
  2034. >A very peculiar vibe seeps its way into your dream.
  2035. >A strong sense of finality emits from the somber pelting of the rain outside.
  2036. >Like you’ve been continuously falling down a well or something every time you had a run-in with Vice Principal Luna, and now you’re at the bottom, listening to cold raindrops gently land on the dead soaked leaves below you before draining down into the dirt underneath.
  2037. >You’re sitting in the same chair as before, in Vice Principal Luna’s office, but now alone.
  2038. >The room is dark, with an overcast sky outside aiding only slivers of dim daylight in slipping through the blinds.
  2039. >You look up and before you stands Vice Principal Luna, looking prim and proper in a new black shirt, with her hair a deep sleek blue and her lips somewhat sucked in in a tight, strangely alluring slight frown.
  2040. >She leans forward on the desk and glances down at you, wondering what the hell she’s going to do with you now that the two of you have gotten so close.
  2041. >This can only be the beginning, as even though she’s still upset with you, she can’t wait to never be upset with you about this again.
  2042. >The roofs outside are also sleek, rainwater running off of them with a dull shine from the overcast sky acting as a backdrop.
  2043. >The color-changing trees sway in the chilling autumn breeze, also dimly lit by the dull daylight.
  2044. >Such an almost depressing world out there.
  2045. >”You’re mine now.” Vice Principal Luna declares. “Now let me tell you about why you are not to listen to your friends anymore.”
  2046. ~
  2047. >A soft chime of piano rings through this dream’s atmosphere, akin to that of a moody soap opera in one of its calm-yet-sad scenes.
  2048. >It only barely sounds above that gentle, somber pitter patter of the rain outside.
  2049. >Playing a slow, bleak melody to the gloomy overcast sky showering cold light rain upon the sleek black roofs outside.
  2050. >And once again, just as prim and proper the almost victorian style roofs out there are, Vice Principal Luna’s black shirt neatly fits her, hugging her body almost consciously.
  2051. >An overwhelming yet strangely welcoming sense of defeat keeps your practically welded to the chair, unable to stand even had it been solely against Luna’s lidded gaze alone.
  2052. >Part of you wants to go back to summer, but that’s too far into the past now.
  2053. >The weather has gotten cold, the trees have turned colors, the cool rain and cold wind keeps everything cold to the touch outside.
  2054. >Summer is LONG over, but your vice principal is right here for you, as if her presence is consoling you through the next couple of seasons with the absence of late warm nights or fun in the sun.
  2055. >This is a really somber scene, but your mistress is here to help you through it.
  2056. >”Your friends don’t care about you like I do.” Vice Principal Luna glances down at you from that same standing position of leaning against the other side of the desk.
  2057. >There’s a long pause as you stare back up at her, watching her continue to suck her lips in a little bit in that strangely alluring slight frown.
  2058. >Something about that does things to you.
  2059. >Something about Vice Principal Luna herself does things to you.
  2060. >”There’s something about you that… does things to me.” Luna’s smooth stern voice tries its best not to shudder or crack. “I guess we do things to eachother.”
  2061. >She’s clearly trying to have an effect on you with the way she’s standing over you, except you sitting here is also having an effect on her as well.
  2062. >”But right now, I’m topless because of what you did.” She reminds you. “I can’t go back out there in the state of undress I’m in.”
  2063. “I’m sorry.” You croak. “I… c-couldn’t help myself.”
  2064. >”It’s my fault too. I didn’t put on a bra today, and a young man your age only has so much restraint. It was cold today. I should have understood what I was getting into when I was… poking through my top.”
  2065. “I’m sorry I didn’t behave.”
  2066. >”It’s okay. I’m finishing up your punishment tonight. I’m confiscating the last of what’s left of your load. I want you to muster it up nice and good for me.”
  2067. “Th… the rest too?”
  2068. >”…Yes. It’s okay, it’s only going to feel really good.”
  2069. >She goes on to describe how she doesn’t like it when you misbehave, at least not initially. Before it starts making her feel funny for you.
  2070. >The same way she makes you feel funny for her.
  2071. >”All through the rest of the year, you’re getting detention with me at least three nights a week. Do you understand?”
  2072. >She got a nod out of you.
  2073. >”It may annoy me when you misbehave. But it does things to me when I get to ‘punish’ you, even when it’s real platonic punishment. But it got out of control… I got out of control. I didn’t know what I was doing, it’s hard to explain. Something about you does things to me I can’t explain.”
  2074. “Am I the only student you feel this way about?”
  2075. >”I’ve felt this way about many of my young male students for years on end. For too long, I’ve done nothing but held it in. It helped a lot when they behaved. But you… you didn’t behave. No matter what I did. But… I like that. It helped open a door I wouldn’t have gotten open otherwise. It gave me an outlet and I didn’t even realize it until…” She trails off, voice getting weak and timid.
  2076. >You wait for her to continue.
  2077. >”Until you… you…” She’s trying to get the words out, the words to describe the moment you came inside of her shirt. “Wh-when you… it… I had no idea I needed that so badly…”
  2078. >You can’t stop thinking about it either.
  2079. >It makes you so happy just thinking about it, even the massive lead-up to it.
  2080. >Every month of sexual tension that was the momentum behind such an intimate, out-of-control moment between you and Vice Principal Luna.
  2081. >Vice Principal Luna thinks back to all the times she saw you acting out in the hallways, thinking to herself “Something’s trying to get out… I’m going to help it get out~”.
  2082. >Couldn’t even decide if she’s talking about you or herself. Maybe it was both.
  2083. >She used to watch you during recess, being more annoying than the other students, during lunch too.
  2084. >During study hall, during everything.
  2085. >You just had to do everything your own way, also thinking she didn’t know about you sneaking into the school at night like she wouldn’t find out.
  2086. >You had no idea how much she knew until she tells you about it in this dream, it was always destined to be, always destined to come crashing down.
  2087. >The two of you were always destined to come crashing down together.
  2088. >It was only a matter of time before Vice Principal Luna would do something that led to a situation beyond her control, like forgetting her bra on a cold day, really rile up those sexual undertones with a physical trait of hers NEITHER of you could ignore, without her able to do a thing about it whether she likes it or not.
  2089. >Those sexual undertones that were always there when she scolded you in her office, when you were hanging out with your friends.
  2090. >It was all already there, it just needed a little push to happen in reality instead of only your fantasizing imagination.
  2091. >All those times you imagined doing things with Vice Principal Luna… suddenly brought into reality on the day her braless erect nipples were jutting through her shirt in response to the cold.
  2092. >That’s all it took to set off the chain reaction like a line of dominos, one thing led to another, sexual frustration reacted to more sexual frustration… there’s something so exciting about it.
  2093. >It excites Luna just as much as it excites you.
  2094. >Her sexy excited nipples couldn’t lie even if she tried to make them lie, just like the inevitability of your erect cock inside of your pants.
  2095. >Once you two were locked in here together, it was only a matter of time before all self-control was lost. It was already waiting to happen for several months, there was no going back once the lock clicked.
  2096. >The sexual momentum had been set into motion, and you two fully understand that now.
  2097. >Vice Principal Luna’s mind must have gone completely blank, and she thought she was doing something more appropriate.
  2098. >Until she felt your erect shaft convulsing between her deep soft cleavage.
  2099. >Until she felt your thick load trickling down her bare skin towards her bellybutton inside of her still-on top.
  2100. >Until that realization of all she had just done hit her all at once like a train, and she finally discovered just how horny she didn’t realize she was.
  2101. >And the rest is also burned into your memory forever.
  2102. >Something you and Vice Principal Luna are always going to share together.
  2103. >She may be wearing a proper black shirt in this dream, but she’s still topless in the waking world.
  2104. >Because of what you did with her help.
  2105. >Because of what she did with your help.
  2106. >”None of your friends can give you what I gave you. Not even close.” Vice Principal Luna says to you. “All they have is the cheesy video games you play together, sneaking onto school grounds without my permission, among other pointless things.”
  2107. >The wind outside very lightly picks up, gusts wrapping around the cold raindrops like rivers of air around water before hitting against the cold brick of the outside of CHS.
  2108. >A dull swirling brew of overcast clouds slowly pass over the roofs of the high school from this cold autumn breeze, its restlessness matching the increased frequency of the piano chimes fitting the mood like a surgical glove.
  2109. >With her bare hands, Vice Principal Luna reaches over and grabs yours.
  2110. >You feel a faint shiver from how cold her hands are against your incredibly warm hands, indicating you must have just gotten done fapping while she’s been left out and waiting to finally join in on what she caused in the first place.
  2111. >She was always waiting, wasn’t she?
  2112. >Except that when she finally forgot her bra in the cold, she didn’t know just how ready all along she had always been.
  2113. >You had been ready too, as it feels like it’s been repeated to you in your head over and over again whenever you thought sexually about Vice Principal Luna.
  2114. >”I’m your best friend now.” Declares Vice Principal Luna. “Not only that, but I’ll be your girlfriend too. And your lover. Your fantasies were no coincidence, Anon. You’ve been thinking about me so much because you were ready all along.”
  2115. >Her chilling fingers interlock with yours, sending an electrifyingly exciting feeling from her very touch.
  2116. >”I want us to continue this as soon as you recharge.”
  2117. >Her gaze locks with yours as she holds your hands in hers.
  2118. >”You want to sneak into the school at night again, yes?” Vice Principal Luna’s voice goes back to less sheepish.
  2119. >You nod.
  2120. >”Don’t worry about me catching you as long as long as you come alone.” She offers, voice becoming so warm contrasted with the somber sound of the gentle cold autumn rain outside. “As long as it’s you and me. You don’t have to run or hide from me, I’ll stay in the library WITH you. We can share what we have to offer for eachother in there~”
  2121. >Her smile widens and becomes a little awkward, because of how much joy she felt saying that, how much joy she felt knowing you just heard her say that.
  2122. >Your locked hands run thumbs along the backs of fingers, speaking in their very own silent intimate language.
  2123. >”You want to?”
  2124. “Yes…”
  2125. >She smiles warmly and runs her thumbs along the back of your hands held in hers a little more.
  2126. >”Some of your fetishes will play out in our dreams together. But if you want… I can make some of those dreams… come true…”
  2127. “I’d love that.” You murmur with your brain hoping you’re not about to start stumbling over your words out of your sheer arousal and affection colliding for Vice Principal Luna.
  2128. >All these feelings rushing through your heart and body, all this over Vice Principal Luna.
  2129. >”I figured you would, Anon.” Vice Principal Luna leans in for a kiss.
  2130. >The two of you make out inside the dream a little bit, with you knowing that you can finally make this become a reality in the waking world, which only makes it feel even better in here.
  2131. >Summer may be long gone, and you’re deep into the school year now, but even in this cold, rainy world, Vice Principal Luna managed to break the ice between you and hold you in her arms to make everything so much better.
  2132. >Everything’s okay when you’re with here, it can rain, it can snow, it can freeze, it can even get completely dark at 4pm as far as you’re concerned, it doesn’t matter, as long as Vice Principal Luna is here with you.
  2133. >The two of you share warmth from your body heat, embracing and breathing up against one another as you rest your face upon her breast, through her sleek black shirt wrapped around her body and properly fitting over her soft chest.
  2134. >World is hard and cold, tiddy is soft and warm.
  2135. >…
  2136. >Your eyes gradually open to her bare, soft, smooth skin right up against your face.
  2137. >Feel her smooth warm softness pressed up against your mouth and the tip of your nose, soon realizing that your lips are puckered, and you can taste her tangy nipple in your mouth once more.
  2138. >She’s gotten you instinctively suckling on her bare breasts once more while you were sleeping.
  2139. >Now awake, you put your arm around Vice Principal Luna’s topless body and gently push your face deeper into her big soft bare breast.
  2140. >”You’re not a troublemaker anymore.” Coos Vice Principal Luna. “You’re gonna see me for overnight detention instead. In the library, just as we discussed. Understood?”
  2141. >It takes the longest time before you release with that same popping sound.
  2142. “Yes, Vice Principal Luna.” You obediently reply.
  2143. >Stare at her bare erect nipple in front of your face as you say this, taking a moment to just admire and appreciate the beauty of her breast.
  2144. >It’s no wonder she’d get concerned about forgetting to put on a bra —and a strong enough bra at that—, Vice Principal Luna’s nipples are very perky even when they’re not erect.
  2145. >But once the cold gets to them and/or she gets really… excited, they stiffen and perk out to an un-ignorable degree, fully erect regardless of what’s *trying to* cover them.
  2146. >”You still have more fetishes to live out with me, Anon. I know what they are. I’ve seen ALL of them. I never understood how boys your age get so horny, but… I… your fantasies make me feel funny~” Luna shudders with an unintended smile, her lips quivering and her voice trying not to shake from everything she’s feeling. “Even aside the library at night, I-I just… I need you to help me get through the day… I need you to come to my office more often~.”
  2147. ~
  2148. >…
  2149. >Vice Principal Luna remains completely topless as you and her get ready to walk out of the school together.
  2150. >You’ve been a disobedient student for at least half the time today, so she’s decided to “send you home early”.
  2151. >Except, you’re not going to your home.
  2152. >You’re staying somewhere overnight once again just like when this all started, but the first of the two places is somewhere new.
  2153. >Luna tells you she’s taking you back to her apartment to rest up before you two change clothes and freshen up before coming back at night.
  2154. >Another ring of the bell occurs, and you and your Vice Principal have to wait until the hallways are all clear.
  2155. >”So uh, listen.” She begins. “My dear older sister knows about what we’ve been doing. It’s a long story, but you should know that the secret’s being kept with her too.”
  2156. >You blink at her as the footsteps outside the door blend with the raindrops outside the window.
  2157. >”Celestia herded the students away from listening in at the door. When we first came in.”
  2158. >You nod, momentarily letting her go on about how you have to help her hide from any stray students in the hall who might see her topless as you two leave.
  2159. >You don’t mind leaving your stuff in your locker here; you won’t be needing it where you’re going.
  2160. >”You’re gonna love this, Anon. It’s one of my favorite kinks. You and I are gonna explore it together~!”
  2161. >The two of you exchange a “here it goes” kiss as you caress your hands all over Luna’s smooth bare torso and grope her soft naked breasts.
  2162. >As soon as the hallway audibly clears out, you and Vice Principal Luna exchange excited glances before your own eyes drift back down to her bare busty chest.
  2163. >Vice Principal Luna’s sexy nipples are already completely erect from a combo of the chilly air and her own nervous excitement.
  2164. >She walks out into the hallway once more, the same hallway where her students saw her braless erect nipples poking out through her shirt.
  2165. >Where you had made that side comment about Vice Principal Luna having glass cutters for nipples trying to pierce their way through that fabric.
  2166. >Just earlier today, Luna would even dar imagine that she’d soon be walking around this place not only without a bra on under her shirt, but now without her shirt on altogether either~
  2167. >Now her sexy perky nipples are COMPLETELY bare before anyone in the hallway to see in plain view.
  2168. >Nothing in the way for them to try to poke through, but they remain just as enticingly hard and erect as ever.
  2169. >Even more so now the draft in this hallway is directly interacting with them with nothing in the way.
  2170. >A student could appear from around the corner at practically any second.
  2171. >Vice Principal Luna has absolutely NOTHING to cover her big beautiful breasts with but her own two trembling hands~
  2172. >Or maybe *your* hands…
  2173. >Nothing will hide her un-ignorable, sexy public toplessness.
  2174. >Vice Principal Luna is blushing even harder than she was when she had that (now destroyed) shirt on.
  2175. >She shudders as she nervously glances around, too turned on to immediately cover herself up.
  2176. >She WANTS her bare breasts to be showing!
  2177. >”I don’t see a hall pass in your hand.” Topless Vice Principal Luna’s voice shakes from her own arousal. “You’re coming with me, mister~…”
  2178. >She firmly grabs your hand and forcefully pulls you along with her, like you’re in huge trouble.
  2179. >Your smitten eyes stay glued to everything going on with Luna’s soft beautiful breasts…
  2180. >As she pulls you along, she almost marches intensely, deliberately making her sexy naked breasts bounce around freely to every step.
  2181. >Past each classroom door you two go, with Vice Principal Luna having to worry about whether a student could happen to be peering out the little window on the door.
  2182. >They would instantly notice their Vice Principal, completely topless and roaming around in the hallways.
  2183. >”Getting an erection in school like that is inappropriate.” Luna lustfully scolds you.
  2184. >As if she’s not blatantly and thoroughly breaking her school’s dress code herself, topless with her sexy bare tits jiggling around~
  2185. >The two of you round a corner and start to hear footsteps.
  2186. >Have to go the opposite way; Luna’s breasts wildly bounce as she run with her hand still tightly holding yours.
  2187. >Have to duck behind a barely concealing row of lockers jutting out as whoever walking through the hallway intersection gets closer to *hopefully* pass by into the other direction and not where they would be able to walk directly by and unavoidably see you.
  2188. >Both you and Vice Principal Luna get excited enough to start daringly making out while hiding behind the row of lockers.
  2189. >She shuts her eyes as your lips lock and mash together, puckering into an excited mutual kiss.
  2190. >The taste of Vice Principal Luna’s sweet lips overtakes you once more, her warm breath softly beats against your face with each horny, anxious pant.
  2191. >Kiss deeply as the footsteps go by without any idea what’s going on juuust out of sight.
  2192. >Nothing to see here, just a young male student hiding in the hall making out with his topless girlfriend who happens to also be the school’s Vice Principal.
  2193. >Luna very quietly moans into your mouth as you glide your hands along her smooth midriff, watching her soft bellybutton rise and fall with her bare tummy.
  2194. >The two of you wait for the coast to be clear, then continue down the hall with Vice Principal Luna as lewdly indecent as she’s ever been.
  2195. >Start taking arbitrary detours on purpose, going past more and more classrooms with classes in session inside.
  2196. >Repeatedly taking a hot little gamble with the possibility of someone seeing Vice Principal Luna strutting around topless~
  2197. >She’s about as horny this time as she was embarrassed last time, no longer afraid to bare her breasts to the open hallways, let alone afraid to go braless under her purple shirt anymore.
  2198. >You can see in Luna’s lidded eyes that she just as turned on as you are, if not more.
  2199. >She soon encourages you to start “bullying” your topless vice principal by putting your hands all over her as she pulls you through the hallways.
  2200. >Begin to spank her ass and try to tug her pants down.
  2201. >She pretends to resist, only to easily “lose” to you and allow you to slip your perverted hands under the top rim of her pants and sinfully grapple with her deep burgundy panties…
  2202. >Luna makes her publicly exposed boobies between her arms wobble side to side as you pull her deep burgundy panty straps up out of the top rim of her pants into view.
  2203. >She groans in response to the wedgie you give your sexy topless vice principal.
  2204. >”Mmh, you’re a bold troublemaker, aren’t you~?” Vice Principal Luna grabs both of your shoulders and smushes her beautiful topless breasts together with her arms.
  2205. >Luna’s sexy suckable nipples are pointing directly at you.
  2206. >Can’t hold your urges back with those things right there begging you to suck them even back when there was her shirt in the way they were trying to poke through.
  2207. >Vice Principal Luna blushes and giggles this time in response to your comment comparing her hard bare perky nipples to glass cutters.
  2208. >You lunge yourself forth at her, right there in the middle of the open hallway, pushing your face against Luna’s jiggling naked breasts.
  2209. >They delightfully push against yet give way to your face, and Luna’s erect perky nipples poke your parting lips before you gently latch onto them one at a time.
  2210. >She throws her head back to you sucking on her nipples in the middle of the public school hallway during classes.
  2211. >”I-I’ve dreamt about this~…” Vice Principal Luna croaks out a confession as you lustfully suckle on her. “I’ve fantasized about you doing this to me. Just like this.”
  2212. >Backing Vice Principal Luna up against the lockers, you begin sucking her sexy erect nipples harder, and even Vice Principal Luna herself is too horny to care if someone sees.
  2213. >”Mmmmmhh~… you’re so thirsty, Anon…”
  2214. >You gently nod.
  2215. >”I’m thirsty too.”
  2216. >Vice Principal Luna can no longer wait until you both get to her car.
  2217. >She once more forgets how to speak, and her eyes drift into a vacant, lustful gaze before she wrestles you to the floor in the middle of the hallway.
  2218. >Topless Vice Principal Luna clings to your waist, pushing her bare beautiful breasts against your crotch through your pants and underwear.
  2219. >Now doing the EXACT same thing to you you did to her.
  2220. >Down to the detail, returning the favor, paying you back, and she doesn’t even know it.
  2221. >Acting purely on her own thirsty instinct just like you did.
  2222. >You have no control how erect your cock is inside of there.
  2223. >Just like Vice Principal Luna’s erect nipples, your erect cock simply cannot be helped under these circumstances.
  2224. >You should have known:
  2225. >The feeling of Luna’s big soft tits pushing against your tent would make you HARDER just like Luna’s nipples
  2226. >The constant kissing and groping of her body would make you HARDER just like Luna’s nipples
  2227. >The horny embarrassment of doing all this in public where anyone can see or catch you would make you HARDER just like Luna’s nipples
  2228. >The free jostling of your erect member getting pushed around in your underwear by Luna’s jiggling boobies would make you HARDER just like Luna’s nipples
  2229. >The fabric constantly rubbing against your leaking tip would make you HARDER just like Luna’s nipples
  2230. >The sight of Luna’s bare erect nipples on either side of your tent would make you HARDER just like Luna’s nipples
  2231. >The building sexual frustration would make you HARDER just like Luna’s nipples
  2232. >The knowledge that SOMETHING would eventually give way as you got harder and harder would make you… HARDER just like Luna’s nipples
  2233. >HARDER and HARDER and HARDER just like Luna’s sexy nipples
  2234. >You notice a damp cum spot growing; you’re starting to cream for Vice Principal Luna~
  2235. >Too horny to think while topless in public, Vice Principal Luna somehow already started thirstily tearing through your pants and underwear like it’s nothing to get to your cream for her.
  2236. >She vacantly, lustfully watches your extremely erect cock fling out in public; it desperately tries to shut off the tiny reluctant spurts of your cream dribbling out in a partially suppressed ejaculation.
  2237. >You don’t even know how you managed to partially repress your ejaculation THIS much, but Vice Principal Luna is about to topple and override ALL of that~
  2238. >She captures your erect half-creaming cock in her thirsty mouth and glides her delightfully puckered lips wrapped around your hard shaft to your base.
  2239. >Vice Principal Luna works her head up and down and up and down, unstoppably horny~
  2240. >The overwhelming stimulation easily overpowers any restraint you had left.
  2241. >Overriding any and all of your self-control into nothing but full-fledged ejaculation to sexy publicly topless Vice Principal Luna sucking your cock and hornily churning your cream out with her thirsty mouth.
  2242. >All while the students are sitting in class right there in the classrooms.
  2243. >And while anyone could just walk by and catch you doing this right in the middle of the hallway.
  2244. >Luna feels your cock convulsing in her mouth and realizes what she’s just done… again!
  2245. >All the while instinctively gulping down your cream like you’ve gulped down hers.
  2246. >She sits on the floor with you, letting her soft tummy fold slightly from the upright sitting position and make her bellybutton extra soft to the touch as you put an arm around her, letting her cream out of her nipples once more in realization of what she just did to you.
  2247. >You start dozing off again, and the last thing you remember is her picking you up and carrying you.
  2248. >There was a brief moment when you were awake to see the drops of cold water coalescing on the windshield of Vice Principal Luna’s car.
  2249. >They trickle down against a backdrop of the vast grey overcast sky occasionally pierced by the yellow-orange glare of street lights passing by.
  2250. >Before the windshield wipers begin whirring and herding the drops of rainwater away.
  2251. >You weakly shuffle around in the passenger seat of Vice Principal Luna’s car, feeling the soft, slightly fuzzy-ish seat against your cheek while you give her still topless form an enchanted gaze.
  2252. >Just wanna rest your head on that soft tummy as it slightly folds when she’s in her driving position behind the steering wheel.
  2253. >Before giving her beautiful perky breasts some more love they deserve.
  2254. >Can only imagine how much she must be worrying about getting pulled over for whatever reason and the officer finds her topless in public.
  2255. >Maybe she’s taking side roads to wherever you’re going.
  2256. >The car doesn’t seem to be slowing down much, and not a lot of other cars can be heard going past in the opposite direction.
  2257. >The side outline of Vice Principal Luna’s face in the slightly dark interior of her car contrasts with the light grey sky outside the driver’s seat window.
  2258. >Tall, both-sides street lamps resume passing by from this view, and the barely-in-view from the window concrete wall of a divider, indicating this could be the highway she’s driving on.
  2259. >A flock of geese can be seen flying south in the distance.
  2260. >You may have been forced into all of this against your will.
  2261. >Except now your will itself has shifted.
  2262. >You are deeply in love with your captor, just as much as you’re deeply in lust with her.
  2263. >Continue to ride in Vice Principal Luna’s small 2-person car, gliding past the cold gloomy world outside.
  2264. >Not wanting to escape wherever she takes you.
  2265. >Happily drifting back off to sleep thinking about how much you long for Vice Principal Luna’s warm naked embrace once more.
  2266. ~
  2267. >Feel yourself get gently rested down onto softness.
  2268. >Recognize the sweet scent of Vice Principal Luna on the sheets; she’s letting you sleep in her bed.
  2269. >Let out a long sigh of acceptance before you begin to dream once more…
  2270. >…
  2271. >The air is warm again.
  2272. >But you know it won’t last long, because summer is not forever.
  2273. >Run around town having fun while you can.
  2274. >Go to the beach, hang out outside the mall licking ice cream, stay out late without needing a jacket or having the sky already dark when you’re still having fun around 7-8 pm.
  2275. >Life is so great during the summer, being outside and doing fun things is great, it’s good for you.
  2276. >But the dream fast forwards time, and does that thing dreams do where it makes you think you’ve woken up and started getting ready for school (in your case, “night school”).
  2277. >Your favorite vice principal guides you outside.
  2278. >Initially wearing her signature purple shirt clinging to her braless perky chest with her sexy erect nipples under it, but then slips out of it in public.
  2279. >Not a single leaf has remained green like it used to be months ago back when it was warm.
  2280. >There’s more leaves on the ground than in the trees, and the ones in the trees weakly sway around in the cold autumn gusts of wind.
  2281. >The crooked, creaking tree limbs and branches sway to the gusts where they’re thin and light enough, losing another leaf or two every minute or so.
  2282. >The sky is grey with overcast clouds darkening as the time slowly approaches 5:00 PM.
  2283. >All the somewhat distant rooftops once baking in the summer sun’ radiant light are now dark and damp with cold rainwater.
  2284. >All the trees that used to be vibrant with green deciduous leaves are now mostly bare of them, dark against the dull darkening autumn sky.
  2285. >The air is crisp and cold to the touch, no longer a warm summer breeze but cold autumn gusts that have replaced it.
  2286. >This outside world you loved roaming around in during past months has been transformed into a gloomy landscape and atmosphere of... this.
  2287. >And it wont stop being this way until spring.
  2288. >”It’s okay.” Luna puts a hand on your shoulder and faces you towards her. “You have me now. I’m here.”
  2289. >She encourages you to gaze down at her state of toplessness.
  2290. >Her skin is plentifully covered in goosebumps from the cold, and your hands cup her soft bare, goosebump covered breasts in a sincere grope.
  2291. >You’re still fully erect in your underwear as you Grope Luna, flicking your thumbs back and forth across her bare, perky erect nipples.
  2292. >”I’ll get you through the cold months, honey.” Luna initiates a kiss you eagerly accept and return. “We’ll get eachother through the day. Each day.”
  2293. >Continue to make Vice Principal Luna’s hard stiff nipples flick against your fingers, mercifully groping her soft beautiful goosebump covered breasts.
  2294. >Luna’s kiss fiercely locking with your lips sedates you, prompting you to again part eachother’s lips to dance tongues together and swap saliva for a little longer.
  2295. >You’ve absolutely surrendered to the arousing taste of Vice Principal Luna, and the enticing feel of her smooth, soft goosebumpy topless body in your arms.
  2296. >Vice Principal Luna’s naked soft boobies mash up against you in the mutual warm embrace you share with her.
  2297. ”I love you.”
  2298. >“I love you too.”
  2299. >True love and wanton lust at the same time combined as one.
  2300. >The cold doesn’t matter this year as long as you’re with Luna.
  2301. >The wind out here is considerably chilly, putting goosebumps on even you.
  2302. >It slithers around through the trees of the wooded area, where you and topless Vice Principal Luna shiver together with you keeping her warm the best you can.
  2303. >She doesn’t intend to stay out here too long, just long enough to have a little bit more public fun but outside now.
  2304. >Vice Principal Luna romps around in the chilly, overcast weather with you, completely topless and letting her alluring bare breasts freely bounce to her movements.
  2305. >The sky gets darker and darker, and Vice Principal Luna takes her own favorite student into the school.
  2306. >…
  2307. >”Ready for night school, Anon?”
  2308. >You slowly wake to the sound of Vice Principal Luna’s voice.
  2309. >Open your eyes to discover that Luna has found another top in reality as well after freshening up again, but “accidentally” neglected to find another bra.
  2310. >”I love how much this turns you on~” She noticed your eyes automatically glancing down at her beautiful chest. “It’s gotta be your greatest weakness, huh?”
  2311. >She guides you out of bed and pulls you into a hug.
  2312. >You just stay like that for the longest moment, simply happy to be with her.
  2313. >”Come on, I’m gonna show you a REAL school day.” She urges you. “You and I can pay something or maybe watch something in the library together like you wanted to do with your friends when you snuck into the school.”
  2314. >You nod, noticing how dark it is outside now.
  2315. >”Go ahead and get yourself ready however you need to. If you need to shower, don’t make too much noise because my dear sister’s fast asleep after a long day of running the school alone.”
  2316. “…Yeah, sorry about that.”
  2317. >”Don’t worry about it. She’ll be okay by tomorrow.”
  2318. “Can you tell her at some point I said thanks for understanding and helping us have our alone time?”
  2319. >”Absolutely.”
  2320. >The two of you share a kiss.
  2321. >”Maybe you and I can help her join in on the fun sometime.” Luna giggles. “She could use some fun, I’ve been trying to get her to loosen up lately but she’s been hesitant. But I’ll explain more on that later.”
  2322. >You nod again and notice a set of cleaner clothes Luna has set up for you.
  2323. “Those mine?”
  2324. >She lids her eyes with a grinning nod.
  2325. “Sweet.” You look forward to hanging out with Vice Principal Luna in the school in the middle of the night.
  2326. >Doing (not only her, but) the things you wanted to do while trying to sneak in through a window before without her knowing, but now she’s going to purposely allow you to walk right through the front door, while walking right by your side while guiding you inside, probably holding hands with you.
  2327. >You look forward to playing Mario Kart or something with Vice Principal Luna during the inevitable afterglow.

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