That smile died almost immediately, who he expected was one of his few female friends Stacy who was in front of him was his worst nightmare. She stood at 6.5 feet, wore black high heels, the darkest red lipstick that looks like she applied over and over again, a mole right above her lip, a pair of reading glasses, long dark curly hair, black fishnet stockings, a grey skirt where Bobby did not have to fully crane his neck to see her black panties, then there was the grey button blouse with several buttons unbuttoned, leaving her bra for all to see, the body within can be described as huge, breasts that go past E in the alphabet and a ass that could orbit a planet and her protruding gut was worst of all, hanging low and having her naval exposed. Ms.Stanton stood smiling down at Bobby, bag in one hand.
"Why are you here?" Bobby asked confused and angry. Seeing his defiant nature brought a smile to her face. "My job."
She was the schools designated "tutor" for Bobby because a year ago after just a week of her after school lessons he improved greatly, so they decided to keep her with him at all times, Ms.Stanton suggested it and his mom was all for it, no one asked Bobby what really happened.
When Bobby went to the classroom after-school it was his first time meeting Ms.Stanton so he had no honest opinion, she told him to find a seat which was easy seeing as he was the only one there and do the worksheet. It was a normal after-school makeup about halfway through then she called him up.
"Can you come up Bobby I need to talk to you." He put his pencil down and walked up to the front desk wondering what was up.
"Yes Ms.Stanton, did I do anything wrong?"
"No, I just wanted to ask you a personal question that has been bothering me sine I have learned of your....condition."
"I don't think I understand Ms.-"
"You don't need to, no yet and the question Bobby is because of your size is it hard for you to talk to girls?"
Bobby was blushing was bright red.
"Y-yes, it is sometimes."
She smiled and put a hand his leg.
"Do you think if you had a girl, a older girl to help you it will make it easier for you?"
Bobby gulped.
"A-are you saying you wanna h-help me talk to girls?"
"Yes, eventually will you trust me?"
Bobby thought it over smiled back at her and said.
"Sure please help me."
"Okay, first take a seat here."
She offered her chair and the second Bobby was in it she pounced him, her dark red mouth engulfed his small one, muffling his surprised screams. Her tongue explored the inside of his mouth with no mercy, Bobby still confused on what was happening and she was sliding down his pants. She broke the kiss after his pants were down, a trail of saliva is left. Bobby is gasping.
"W-what are you doing."
"I said I will help you with girls, physically of-course I am gonna show lots of things."
"Wha-AHHH!" Her mouth devoured his tiny dick, she bobbed her head up and down slurping and sucking on the small boy's member staring down into his eyes her breasts bouncing in her blouse. Her tongue went in-between his foreskin and twirled causing him to grunt, she then coiled her tongue and took it in her mouth again, making loud slurping noises and still staring at Bobby's face the whole time loving it. Then when she felt it coming she pulled all of him in, and drank all he gave her. Bobby who's pelvis was now suspended in the air, could hear audible gulping sounds and see bulges of liquid going down her throat. When she was down she let Bobby down, wiped her mouth and let out a satisfied sigh. Then she picked him up and laid him on her desk.
"Now this is where things get heated." She zipped out of her skirt and ripped off her blouse, her bra and thong were aching to fall off. She stood up on her desk he could hear it creaking as she did so, both legs on the sides of Bobby's waist, he was still catching his breath when she began to peel of her tight fitting thong.
"W-what are you doing?"
Ms.Stanton looked down at him, her thong in hand and said proudly. "Making you mine." As she slowly began her descant toward him, the only things she was wearing below the waist were her black stockings and high heels she used two fingers to guide Bobby's dick into her impending snatch. Just when the tip was rubbing the lips she stopped and asks.
"Are you ready to be a man Bobby?"
"No Ms.Stanton lets this please." Bobby begged.
A full grin spread on her face.
"Too bad." So she dropped her self fully onto him, plunging his cock deep in her wide pussy it was such a shock that he moaned without realizing it. She tore off her bra, took off her glasses, put both hands behind her head and rode Bobby on her desk. The desk was crying out in pain as this huge woman plowed away at this small young man, animal-like grunts and moans echoed the otherwise empty classroom. The fat of her ass, tits and thighs sent ripples through her body with each thrust, her smiling face pored down at him until Bobby climaxed inside. Panting, she left them joined on her desk just laying there waiting for him to talk first.
"W-what did you do to me?" Bobby asked, wanting the madwoman off him.
"I am training you Bobby." She said, sticking her right middle finger in her and sucking on it, then with Bobby still connected she spun around so her back was facing him.
"Training for what?" Bobby asked still confused.
"To be my pet." She said a bit mumbled, popping her finger out she plunged it right into Bobby's asshole, causing him to shriek and his dick still inside her to get hard again.
"Oh, yes and what a pet you will make."
All Bobby saw was his teachers ass rising and falling down on his waist, this was the first of many "study sessions" with her. After the week was over and they tried many different positions, he did not tell anyone Ms.Stanton said how he had no proof and no one takes him seriously anyways not even his own mother. So the school and his mother at Ms.Stanton's request made her his personal tutor, this meant that she would tutor him everyday after school and during the holidays or vacations too his mom felt that he needed all the help he could get but she also worked as his therapist as well. He did not know what she tells his mom but her recent behavior made him not like it, his mom looks up to Ms.Stanton so much takes every word she says as gold no matter how strange they sound.
"Oh, your here Ms.Stanton come in please, Bobby show her in be polite." His mother was walking down the hallway still in her grey dress.
"You knew about this!" Bobby yelled betrayed, he has made it clear more than once how he felt about Ms.Stanis.
"Hush now Bobby that's rude to our guest."
"It's okay I am used to his manners now, they are alot of what I wish to discuss today with the both of you."
"No I want nothing to do-"
"Bobby, stop this now Ms.Stanton and I care for you deeply don't you see that let us help you." Bobby knowing he will not win this fight followed, they will talk in the living room they had two couches and Bobby was going to sit on the one with his mother when.
"I think it will be better if Bobby sits next to me, the meeting will run smoother."
"But-" This time his mom just gives him a look, anyone else and she would chew there head off but only Ms.Stanton makes this effect on her.
Sitting next to her she gave him a smile he is all to familiar with and chills are sent down his spine, then she turns to his mother straightens her glasses and speaks. "Well the reason we are here is Bobby, and to start off half of this week he has ditched his study sessions with me."
"What!" His mom was outraged, of course he's ditching them Bobby does not want to be her toy forever.
"Save that for later please, then there is this." She pulled out a cellphone, wait that was his! He lost it Monday!
"That's Bobby's phone?" He mom asked confused.
"Yes, and I do not think you will like what is on it." Hearing this his mother wasted no time at all and started swiped the phone, then proceeded in sliding the screen till she dropped the square piece of plastic in disgust.
"Is that-"
"Yes those are pictures of me." Ms.Stanton said. Confused Bobby picked up his phone and found several pictures he never seen before and they were all of Ms.Stanton some were faraway, others were close and zooming in her boobs there were even some up-skirt pics.
"Mom I didn't-"
"Enough with the lies Bobby." His mother said, close to tears.
"I got something else in my bag you should see." Ms.Stanton leaned forward rummaging in her bag on the coffee table giving Bobby a eyeful her wedgied thong ass, causing an involuntary boner. After years of her "training" just the sight of her body was enough, it was not love just physical and Bobby hated it.
She brought several magazines called MILF Lover and Mother and Sons most of them displayed older mature women having relations with men half their age.
"There are more, he just keep bringing these to school I am afraid." Ms.Stanton said. Bobby did not even bother to disagree, his mother would not care.
"He brought all of these?" She asked studying the contents of one magazine.
"I am afraid so, Now we must discuss which course of treatment you want to do, you do not want him to be called a deviant do you?"
This obviously got his mother, and she thought it over.
"I know you are trying to help Ms.Stanton and I really do appreciate it, it's just I don't see my son being a deviant and your treatments seem a bit...extreme."
Yes, go mom now we just need to get this crazy lady out of here. But then Ms.Stanton had that evil smile of hers.
"Oh, can you get my pen for me I think it rolled under your couch." She said pointing to the couch his mother was sitting on.
"Sure let me just take a look." His mother got up bent over displaying her rear to them both, Ms.Stanton looked over at Bobby winked and before he could anything she got up and slapped his mother on the ass as hard as she could. His mom glaring at him.
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