Detentions Not ALL Bad...
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"CAMERON!!"
I heard my teacher yelling at me, as my first thought was Great... did it again. I look up to see my teacher who was a big white wolf, along with 30 other students staring at me as I daydreamed. I could feel the front of my jeans were wet and I blushed out of embarrassment. Although everyone in the room was looking at me I could see all the men looked with hunger and lust while the girls simply gazed. I crossed my legs gently and blushed.
"S-sorry professor Rowley" I managed to mutter as I slid further into my seat from embarrassment. Everyone looked away but a few of the more masculine guys kept turning back around and sniffing the air confused. What they saw was clearly male, but their noses told them there was a female in heat in my general direction. You see I'm different from most males' cause I was born with a vagina instead of a penis. I am a both male and female for all intensive purposes and I always have been. I have a vagina but no breasts. My doctors called it a miracle while my parents call it a mistake.
Eventually the bell rang and I could hear all the hustle and bustle as the other 30 students stood up and walked out of the room. I got a few more stares from the males but it was mainly now cause I was still sitting as everyone else was standing (I didn't want them to see how wet the crotch of my pants were). As the last student filed out the door I finally stood up to find my professor looking at me. I blushed and covered my crotch with my books.
"P-professor" I stuttered as I could feel his gaze. He slowly sniffed the air and smiled.
"You know Cam, this is the third time you've gotten distracted in my class." He glanced down at my crotch quickly and then looked back up. "I'm going to have to ask you to stay after for detention."
"B-but professor, its not my fault." I tried to protest but I didn't know how I was going to explain it to him.
"Whether it was your fault or not, I'm going to have to punish you so we can make sure it doesn't happen again. I coach the basketball team after school so lets say my office ... 8 o'clock p.m." I had no room to argue as I gather my books and simply nodded. I couldn't tell for sure but it almost looked like Rowley licked his lips as I turned my back and walked away, but I couldn't be sure.
The rest of the day was uneventful as I sat through two more classes. I went to my locker and grabbed my backpack before heading home. Just as I was leaving the school I heard my name and turned around to see my best friend Chase running up to me.
"Hey man, aren't you going to wait for me to finish practice so we can hang out?" This had become a normal routine we did now on Fridays. He was on the soccer team, and while I could never play it myself, I did enjoy watching my tiger of a best friend play; he was really good too. I knew he was bound to make captain soon.
"I can't. I have detention with Rowley tonight." He looked shocked when I told him I got detention. I was always the type of student who always did my homework, and never so much as turned something in late. I wished I could tell him the real reason I got detention, but I knew it would make our friendship awkward.
"Well I guess there's always next Friday." He said patting me on the back.
"And the one after that, and the one after that" I joked as I walked toward my house. I knew my mom would flip the minute she found out her son got detention and I tried to prepare myself for her wrath. My mind drifted as I walked the all too familiar path from school to my house and I couldn't help but fear what Rowley had in store for me today. Whatever it was I knew it was going to be hard labor. He was a big fan of busy work and I had a feeling that didn't change when he gave detentions. I walked through the front door and immediately my mom was standing in the living room arms crossed with a look of disappointment on her face that told me... she knew.
"I cannot believe that you got a detention!"
"Mom, it wasn't my fault... I-I'm in heat and it was too much for me." I said practically sobbing while she yelled. Her face got softer but she was still mad. I sometimes think she found some impossible reason that she is the cause for my deformity and that everything that happened because of it was her fault.
"I know it sucks honey, but every girl has to go through it. Have you been taking those pills the doctors gave you?"
"Well I'm not a girl... a-and I might have misplaced them by accident." I had lost them weeks ago when I first started going through these feminine changes. That was another thing that made me different from everyone else. I didn't start going through puberty till eighteen for some strange reason. The doctors think it had to do with my mixture of chromosomes but I didn't care. All I knew was I was now eighteen and experiencing what other girls went through when they were around eleven. "I'm just going to go upstairs and take a nap before I have to serve my detention" I said while trudging up the stairs.
"Ok honey, I'll leave dinner in the oven for you when u get back tonight." I didn't want dinner, I didn't want anything but to close my eyes and just relieve some of the sexual urges I've had all day. I slowly made my way to my room and laid down on my bed sighing and closing my eyes. I rolled over in my bed and turned to see my reflection in the mirror. I was very feminine husky naturally and hated it. My plain white fur and light blue eyes screamed female while I tried so hard to tell myself I was a guy. My hips and legs were female looking so guys' jeans looked really awkward on me and I had to resort to wearing girls. My torso was curved like a female and my face looked softer from normal males. I was practically a girl minus the breasts and long hair. My hair was in a short messy style that even seemed to look feminine on me, like a "pixie" haircut.
"What is happening to me?" I say as my voice has softened too over the few weeks. Was I actually becoming a girl? Or was I just going to be a really feminine boy? I laid on my back again and slowly slide my tight gripping jeans off. I lightly toss them across my room and rub my paw against my soaked underwear. Immediately I let out a slight moan as I could feel the heat of my pussy through the thin fabric and it made me lust for more. I gently slid my panties further down my legs but didn't take them off all the way. I teased my wet lips as I caressed them with my paw before plunging my fingers into my wet, warm depths.
I had discovered masturbation on the Internet when I first started puberty and had been addicted to it ever since. I pulled my fingers out gently and could tell they were already slick with my own juices. I rubbed them against my sensitive clit lightly as I was taken over my immense amounts of pleasure. I couldn't handle it. Quickly I used my other paw to slide my fingers back into my quivering vagina and felt suddenly full and content as my fingers pumped in and out of my passage. I was feeling so close to release... like it was about to come any minutes. I closed my eyes and started to feel my walls contract. I was about to cum and I knew it... any second now.
"Cameron I think we need to..." Quickly I pulled my covers up and cried out.
"DAD WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" He just looked at me. This was the first time he'd ever seen me naked since I was a little pup, and I most definitely did change since then.
"I-I" he stammered for a bit then nodded his head and just closed the door behind him. I blushed out of embarrassment and felt my juices flowing out of me as I pulled the covers off and found a huge wet spot on my bed. I blushed even deeper now knowing that I came all over myself while my own father was in the room. I could smell it too, his arousal when he saw me on my back. My slick wet pussy out in the open for him to see. I wondered how long he had been standing there... oh well, I can't change the past and I shouldn't worry about it. Things could have ended up much worse I just told myself. I quickly threw on my jeans and headed out the door toward the school where I knew Mr. Rowley was waiting for me.
The school itself was dark, but the sun was just beginning to set on the horizon when I walked into Rowley's class feeling prepared for whatever labor he had ready for me, oh how wrong I was. The room was dark as I walked in and slammed the door behind me. I looked around for any sign of life, but didn't see anything.
"M-Mr. Rowley" I called out as I walked further into the dark room.
"In my office Cameron." I jump slightly as I heard his voice through the silence and made my way to the closed door that was concealing his office. I quietly opened the door to find Mr. Rowley sitting in his big chair smiling.
"Cameron. Have a seat please." He motions to the empty chair in front of his desk and I sit down and smile all the while wondering what he had in store for me. I saw him glance over to a small bag in the corner of the office, as his smile grew larger. "Cam, it has come to my attention that you have been slacking lately in my class. I can't have behavior like that from one of my most... cherished students so I decided I'm going to give you private tutoring lessons every night from now on."
"But Mr. Rowley, my grades have been fine, I just get distracted." I cried out in protest. He looked at me sternly as I slumped in my chair.
"Look, I am your teacher and you must DO AS I SAY." He yelled violently. I let out a slight whimper as the mood in the room changed. "You must obey me or else I will have you expelled for insubordination. Understood?" He looked at me again and I nodded as he stood up and walked toward the corner of the room and picked up the bag he had been looking at before and set it on the desk. He was a few inches from my face as he sniffed the air and let out a slight sigh. "Now, do you agree to do everything I ask of you?" I gently nodded again, unsure of what was about to happen. He leaned in closer to me and sniffed my neck before releasing a growl through his teeth.
"You know, I always wondered why you smelled like a bitch in heat whenever you were around me." He placed his paws between my legs and gently rubbed me between them, causing me to moan out and grab the arms of the chair. "I guess I just found out why." He continued to rub my wet pussy through my jeans before slowly taking my jeans off of me and tossing them to the side. My panties were already soaked and I blushed deeply as I realized that this was my teacher now touching me.
"Sir, I-I can't do this." I began to pull away but he placed his hands on my shoulders holding me down.
"Now now, I said you must do EVERYTHING I say. Didn't you agree?" I whimpered again as I felt hopeless. "Yes you did, cause you didn't want to be expelled." He grabbed the off his desk and threw it at me. "Change into this, I want my girl looking good for her tutor, then we can begin the lesson." He kissed my cheek gently as I stood up and opened the door. "If you're not back in here in 10 minutes, assume I'll tell the principal you walked out during your detention and should be expelled." He smirked then motioned for me to leave.
I walked out of his classroom and headed toward the bathroom. Quickly I opened the door and dumped the contents out onto the floor. I felt my panties get wet as I looked at the attire he was expecting me to wear. A red and black plaid short skirt, long black stockings with little white bows on the top, a tight looking black corset, a pair of very difficult looking heels and a small choker in the shape of the collar of a shirt with a black tie. Of all the things I saw, I noticed something that was missing, a pair of girl's underwear. He was probably assuming I was wearing some on my own, the smug bastard. I looked at each item and felt a strange excitement but at the same time fear.
I began undressing what was left of my clothes, slowly peeling my shirt off and sliding on the skirt and stockings being sure that the bows were facing outwards. I then picked up the corset and looked at it confusingly. "What the hell?" I laughed as I watched myself attempting to put on the perplexing top. Finally after what seemed like an hour I had it on right and reached my paws around to tie it in the back. Finally I looked at the final piece of the puzzle, the chocker. Slowly I placed it around my neck and adjusted it till it was perfectly in the center.
I couldn't help looking in the mirror as I attempted to walk out (heels) and smiled lightly at the image. I-I looked like a knockout! I looked amazing! I looked... female. The black attire against my bleach colored fur just made the image that much cooler and made my eyes seem to "pop". This whole time I had been fighting what I was when I could have looked this way, happy and comfortable. I smiled one last time before walking down the hall toward Rowley's office. I finally came to his door and gently knocked. In a deep manly tone he invited me back in the room.
The first thing he did was look me up and down and let out a slight moan as he saw my tightly pressed corset and revealing short skirt.
"Well aren't you just a sight" he said with a big grin across his wolfish muzzle. I could see the lust in his eyes as I could feel the intensity of his gaze toward my body. "Get on the desk girl." I felt myself slightly part my lips in a silent moan as he called me a girl. Again I wondered why that was such a turn on. I had always resented when my mom said I was "going through changes like a normal girl" or that I had to "remember I was a girl." Up until this moment, I had never even considered that possibility that I could be a girl. Stop thinking I'm a boy without a penis and more along the lines of I'm a girl without boobs. I sat there and thought about how honestly, I could be whatever gender I wanted. The thought of that made me smile as I felt my professors paws against my hips as his noticeable bulge was poking and prodding just below my skirt where my soaked panties covered my all too eager vagina.
"Sir, what do you plan to do to me?" I asked the question knowing what the answer was, but I wanted to hear it from him.
"Well, first off... I'm going to rip off those clothes you took so long to put on and tease your tight little cunt with my tongue." Just from this first statement I looked at him with lust and hopped onto the desk with my legs hanging over the edge.
"Enough talk, just do it." With this I threw my legs over his shoulder as I pulled him closer to me until he tip of his nose was slowly rubbing against my wet panties. I moaned out as he dragged his tongue across the thin material and looked up at me with a wolfish grin (no pun intended). He nuzzled gently against my hot lips before he slid my underwear off and threw them in the same corner as my jeans. My pussy was out in the open and I saw him stare at it with a hunger in his eyes.
"Wow, it's beautiful." Rowley said smiling at me. Without warning he buried his nose up my skirt and began licking wildly at my moist lips. I moan out louder than ever before as I feel his cold canine nose rubbing against my clit, causing my juices to flow over his invading tongue. Instinctually I placed my paws on the back of his head, guiding him in further as I spread my legs more giving him better access. His cold nose made me quiver and moan. I could feel his hot breath against my dripping pussy and it made me feel amazing. His long wide tongue began long strides across my entrance before plunging deeper into my passage. I felt myself reaching an orgasm already but didn't want it all to end so soon.
I took a deep breath and started thinking of other things, of my reflection in the mirror, how I looked. That brought me back to this afternoon while I was masturbating and my dad walked in. I felt my pussy flowing with juices, as I thought of him watching his daughter... wait no... son. Damn it, I couldn't differentiate between the two. I was both and yet I was neither. My father's daughter and my mother's son. My dad walked in on his daughter playing with herself and I could smell his arousal. Little did I know I was moaning louder and louder for Rowley as the earlier images flooded my mind. Needless to say it didn't take long for me to begin feeling my orgasm return as I thought of my muscular dad.
"I-I think I'm going to cum" I screamed as he licked harder and faster until suddenly, he stopped. I could hear his taunting laughter as he pulled his muzzle out from under my skirt and wiped some of my juices from his mouth.
"Let's get something straight here, you don't cum until I say so... got that? "He had the stern look he carried before as I could hear a feral growl slip between his teeth.
"Y-yes sir." I replied as he edged closer to me.
"Good, now I'm going to fuck that tight little snatch of yours." He sat for a minute and I wondered what he was thinking about then he looked at me and said, "you can't get pregnant can you? I'd really like to not use a condom if possible"
"N-no I can't." It was the sad thing about my condition. Like hermaphrodites, I was sterile and could not bear children. The thought had crossed my mind before but only to be shot down with the realization that a guy could never get me pregnant.
"Good, cause using a condom on something so wet and warm should be a sin." I could hear both the seriousness and the joking manner of his statement and it made me really excited. With that he placed the head of his cock at my entrance and I immediately felt some of the pleasurable heat alleviate as his shaft began to penetrate me little by little. I cried out and wrapped my legs around his waist till I felt his fur against mine and I knew he had hilted in me. "God your so tight" he said laughing. I knew it was a good thing and I knew he enjoyed how it felt to be in me, cause I enjoyed it too. The feel of his large 10 inch cock rubbing against my walls. A mixture of his precum and my own wetness slowly getting him slick so he can fuck me easier. Slowly he began pulling his cock out gently before plunging it back in, each time causing me to whimper and moan from both pain and pleasure.
I never knew that being a girl could feel so... good. I feel of his thick cock working its way in and out of me, causing me to groan with every thrust. My tail wagged madly as my walls milked his cock more and more; which he seemed to respond well to with another grunt as I could feel his teeth gently grazing my neck.
"Your such a good slut." Rowley said as the sharp teeth broke the skin on my neck. "Sluts need to know their place!" He growled deep from within his chest and I knew he was the boss. I knew I had to listen to everything he said, not because I was afraid of being expelled anymore but simply because he was bigger than me and more powerful. He was my master and I want to be a good slut for him.
I began rocking my hips with him and pushing toward him as his cock went deeper into my depths. Soon we started a steady rhythm of fucking and I could hear him grunt and moan as his precum coated my throbbing walls. I couldn't help but think of if he got me pregnant. I knew it couldn't happen, but deep down inside I kind of wished I could carry his pups. To give birth to new life and care to it while watching it grow. Being called a mother. All these things I secretly desired and thought about as he fucked me.
"O-oh god sir." I stammered as he continued to pound me hard. I could feel his pulsating cock going deeper than the last thrust then simply pull out and start over again. A cycle I was beginning to enjoy as his balls slapped against my thigh. He was enjoying himself and so was I. I lay down on the desk and closed my eyes as my recently virgin pussy was being pounded and waves of pleasure washed over me. Suddenly I felt something rubbing against my clit that made me shiver in fear. It was his knot and he planned on using it for its true purpose.
"I'm going to make you my personal bitch. You'll remember what it feels like to have me fuck you long after your gone." His knot was getting closer and closer to penetrating me as I moaned out louder. I could feel my tight lips being stretched beyond all previous experience. "Here comes my seed bitch. We cum together" He pulled his cock mostly out before plunging it all the way back in, knot and all. I cried out as I felt his hot cum shooting deep inside my infertile womb as he howled out of pleasure.
My own walls quivered and contracted as his large knot held us in place and I felt my pussy beginning to spill out my own juices around his rock hard shaft. I hug his chest close to mine as I pant in his hear as my sensitive walls slide against his cock.
"Oh... oh my... god" I manage as he holds me close and licks my cheek. I giggled as his wet saliva coated my cheek and he nuzzled me.
"You can say that again." He attempted to pull out but his knot was too big still and the friction caused me to moan out again. "Well I hope you have learned your lesson little lady" he said with a smile. I nodded and he simply held me as we waited for his knot to deflate. Finally after what felt like a lifetime, he was able to pull out and I could feel a mixture of our juices flow like a stream out of my abused passage. "Heh. Guess I came a bit too much."
I licked his nose and giggled as my arms were still around him. Then he stood up and I followed as I went to grab my clothes from before but stopped and began sliding the skirt and corset on.
"What's this?" Rowley said as he watched me get dressed in the female attire.
"Well I am mostly girl." I thought about it and realized without the need to shave, a penis, muscles, or testosterone; I was simply a girl without breasts which who knows, maybe that would even change as time and puberty dragged on. "Just try to behave when the new girl is in your class tomorrow." I winked at him and he laughed.
"Well what will this new girl's name be?"
"I think I'll keep Cameron. I mean it would be kind of hard to get used to a different name at my age... Plus there's Cameron Diaz." We both laughed now as I put the high heels on.
"I guess that's true." Just as I was about to walk out the door he grabbed my paw and held me close to him, planting a deep kiss. I felt his tongue gently caress mine and I felt myself melt in his grasp. "Well Cameron, I better see you tomorrow for your tutoring lesson." His gaze met mine and I nodded and skipped out of the room, smiling to myself and for once in my life feeling like I belonged to a gender group. It just wasn't the one I planned on.