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Alan knocked timidly at the door of his History teacher's house, the black-furred cat wiping the sweat from his forehead as he glanced at the broken mower over by the shed. His white tee was soaked, and even his rather slender and feminine frame had began to emanate a rather strong male odor from under his fur.

The door opened shortly after, and Mrs. Livingston, a tall orange-and-red scaled dinosaur, welcomed him inside with a smile as she batted her hazel eyes at him. "Well come on in, Alan! You need a break, is that right? I've got some lemonade in the kitchen fridge..."

"Actually," said Alan as he stood on the doorstep, looking around out of nervous habit. "I just came to tell you that I think your mower's broken. It crapped out on me for, like, the fifth time, and now it won't even start."

"Oh," said Mrs. Livingston as she glanced behind the kitten at the half-mowed yard. "That's a shame..."

"I'm sorry, I really tried-"

"No, no, it's fine!" she said. "Well come on in anyway, you look dehydrated!"

The kitten held up his hands as his ears folded back, taking a step away from the door. "That's okay...I've got to head home and work on that homework, remember?"

"Well, you don't want to leave without getting paid, do you?" said the tyrannosaurus as she turned to walk back into the house, nearly knocking the kitten flat with her long tail. "At least get some water or something, I don't want you fainting on the walk home...not after that health seminar we had, at least!"

The kitten sighed reluctantly before following her in, closing the door behind him as he wiped his shoes on the mat in the breezeway. "Lemonade sounds fine, actually, if you have any."

"Perfect!" she shouted from the other room. "Let me just grab some cash...go ahead and make yourself comfortable!"

Alan looked around the eccentric house, numerous glass sculptures dotting the shelves and magazines stacked to the ceiling in the open closet nearby. He plopped down on the black leather couch, sinking in to the large comfy cushions with a deep sigh. Before long, his teacher had returned to the room with two "20's" in her hand, as well as a glass of lemonade. "Oh, that's okay, Mrs. Livingston," said Alan as he held up a hand. "I only mowed half of it, so-"

"No, I insist," said his teacher as she threw the two bills at him as if he were some kind of exotic dancer. "You've earned it, for working so hard out there! Why, if my back weren't killing me so much..." She stretched as she handed him the glass of lemonade, her enormous perky tits bouncing up as she cracked a few of her vertebrae, her large and somewhat toned arms pressing against it from behind. "I'd certainly have done it myself, I just don't want to push it with the surgery and everything..."

"It's no problem," said Alan as he pocketed the bills, taking a sip of lemonade before smacking his lips, pleased at the balance of tart and sweetness in the taste. "You can call me up anytime, I need all the extra money I can get since school started."

"Isn't it awful?" said the teacher with a look of pity on her face. "Not that I'm unhappy to see you, it's just...well, that summer felt rather short."

Alan laughed as he took another sip. "Don't all of them?"

Mrs. Livingston nodded, before noticing the amount of sweat on the boy's shirt. "Oh, my goodness! You've been working harder than I thought...let's at least wring this out for you, shall we?" She slid her reptilian hands under his white tee, the boy nearly dropping the glass of lemonade as he reacted instinctively.

"Whoa! Um, that's fine, Mrs. Livingston...I live a few blocks away, I've got plenty of clean shirts..."

"Oh, but you mustn't walk home in this!" she said as she pulled his shirt over his head, exposing his lithe chest. The kitten grunted as he set the glass down, allowing her to have her way as he leaned against the couch, glancing away from her as she squeezed out the sweat from the fabric with her hands.

"Really, that's not necessary..."

"Oh, but it is!" she said before looking back at him. "...And those pants! Why, that's ridiculous! Did you wet yourself out there or something?"

Alan's face turned red as she undid his belt, his hands resting on hers as she tugged off his khakis. "Whoa, Mrs. Livingston...is that really necessary? I mean it, I live just nearby and..." He froze as her hand rested on his package, the reptile kneeling down between his legs before she began stroking at his hard length. "What the...AAAHH! What are you-"

"Well, isn't this funny," said his teacher as she stared down at his white boxer briefs, her fingers squeezing around his hard-on underneath the fabric. "You've been hard this whole time, eh? What a naughty boy...what else have you been hiding from me?"

Alan's ears folded back as he relaxed against the couch. He couldn't believe he was receiving this kind of treatment, let alone from his teacher. "Mrs. Livingston...this is hardly appropriate!"

The she-lizard smiled as she looked up at him, tugging his white cotton undies down his slender legs to reveal his pink kittycock as she slid her long tongue up the length to the tip. "Stop it," she said with a smile, retracting her teeth into the slits in her gums. "You sound like a teacher." She went down on him, taking his length into her maw as she carefully concealed her sharp teeth within her gums, sliding her head up and down as she took his delicate member in between her lips. Her tongue teased the length as she heard a soft moan escape his lips, the kitty boy's tail swishing behind him, betraying his true feelings about the situation.

"Wait, this, this isn't..."

She placed a finger to his lips before sliding it into his mouth slowly, and the boy resisted at first, but found himself suckling at the length of her scaly digit, matching the rhythm of her throat closing around his cock, pre already leaking from the tip of his cock as he sat there. Mrs. Livingston smacked her maw off the end of it as a hot breath escaped her lips, her eyes looking up at his as she kneeled there in front of him. "I can tell by the way you look at me in class...I bet you always fantasize about this, but you never imagined it would actually happen."

Alan turned away, shutting his eyes as he gulped. "Mrs. Livingston...I'm gay."

The teacher smiled as she stood in front of him, looking down at the naked kitty as her long reptilian tail swished behind her. "Really now?" She unbuttoned her tight jean shorts before sliding them down with her thong, exposing a large flaccid reptilian cock hanging between her legs, nesting on a set of large balls. "Well then, this shouldn't be TOO much of a problem for you..."

She grabbed his headfur and pulled him forward forcibly into a kneeling position in front of her, the boy's gaze transfixed on the huge male sex organ dangling from the shemale's crotch. "Oh my god...are you...?"

"Shut up and sniff it," she said as she held him there, presenting her large hanging dick in his face. "Take a good whiff, and then tell me how good your shemale History teacher's nuts smell. Go on...be a good kitty, and do it."

Alan's breath froze in his lungs for a moment, the boy weighing the pro's and con's. But as she held him there, he couldn't help but enjoy the fact that she was commanding him and telling him what to do...it had all happened so fast, and was such a strange turn of events, but eventually his spontaneity got the better of him and he obediently leaned forward, sticking his pink nose under her sac and taking a deep long whiff.

The male-like scent overflowed in the boy's brain, activating all sorts of homoerotic hormones he barely even knew were there. Yes, she was female in appearance, and had a huge rack...but this cock of hers was just so large, so musky and in charge...he found himself quivering weakly at the knees, for how horny the scent of her crotch was making him.

The shemale cooed as she held him there, shoving her big floppy dick against the side of the boy's face as he sniffed under it. "Now go on...sniff the shaft, too. Give it all the attention you can; this is a cock you're going to need to get familiar with."

The kitten looked up at her as he ran his nose along the huge, veiny underside of her massive dick, inhaling her scent into his lungs as if it were a drug. He pressed his nose right up against the skin as he took in the smell, his own shaft throbbing from the experience. This was unlike anything he had ever done before, and though he would be the last to admit it, he was enjoying it thoroughly.

"That's a good student," said the dinosaur as she smacked her cock against the side of his face. She grabbed each of his jaws and held them open wide before standing above him and forcing her shaft deep down into his throat, so fast and violent that it caused him to gag, his body trembling as she held his jaws open with her long veiny dick lodged in the back of his gullet. Tears escaped his eyes from how badly he was choking on the phallus, the teacher suddenly pulling out her dick as it began to harden. She then leaned down at an angle and plunged it in again, this time even deeper as bile began to rise up from the boy's esophagus, his throat bulging visibly on the outside as her elephant trunk of a cock crammed down into it.

As she pulled it out, she smacked him roughly across the face with her hand, his cheek reddening as he held his face there by his chin. "How does it feel, you prissy little mama's boy?" she said with a loving smile as she held him there by the neck, squeezing around it as she pressed him down onto the floor. "I see the way you saunter through the hallways, trying to get all those football boys to gang bang you in the locker room...you play it off as being shy, but inside I know you're just a dirty-minded little cum reservoir."

Alan gulped as he nodded. He was more into rough play than he would admit, and found himself wanting to stay more and more as time went on. Come to think of it, he HAD fantasized about Mrs. Livingston more often than he would admit...perhaps he wasn't entirely gay, although he was certainly willing to do whatever it was his teacher wanted with this raging cock of hers. On top of all this, something rather strange inside of him was preventing him from making his own decisions...it was almost as if everything she said, he had to obey or agree with. He wasn't normally like this...what was causing this lack of willpower? Suddenly, his head began spinning slightly as his vision blurred. "I...I feel funny..."

As her dick grew in size and length, she slapped it against his face again from the other side, pressing the shaft against his nose as she spoke. "So it must have worked then. I hope you don't mind, I put a little something in that lemonade of yours...it's auvana promiscua, the second most powerful aphrodisiac on the planet. Now that I've mentioned it, you do feel it, correct?"

The boy gasped as a warm rush flooded his veins. He thought he had just been incredibly horny, but now it was hitting him full blast. So THAT'S why he hadn't wanted to leave this whole time...his teacher had placed him in a drug-induced state of incoherency he was just now beginning to feel the full effect of. Even if he wanted to, he wouldn't be able to make it out the front door; he was far too wobbly and confused at this point in time to make any sort of sudden moves. He could only sit there, helpless as this shemale did whatever she wanted with him.

"You must have started feeling it by now. That's nothing, compared to this..." The shemale then grabbed the glass of lemonade, holding the boy's jaw open before pouring the rest of it in. The boy gulped the remainder of it down without even thinking, gasping as sexual ecstasy flooded his veins like he had never felt before in his life. He nearly came from just sitting there on the floor in front of her, the cool of the hardwood against his pucker and balls sending chills up and down his vertebrae as he moaned softly.

The shemale smiled as she stood and pulled her shirt over her head, exposing her sizeable tits as they bounced out, the woman undoing her bra before exposing the nipples and the rest of her body in full. She grabbed the boy's ears and tugged on them roughly, the boy squealing out before cumming all over his own stomach and chest, spurts of seed spraying up into the air and making a puddle around his legs as he ejaculated fiercely from the mere stimulation to his ears.

"There, I'd say that's quite enough," said Mrs. Livingston as she pressed the boy's head down to the floor, his face stained with his own cum. "Now, lap up your milk, kitty. Lap it up and swallow all of it down." She produced a collar from nearby, wrapping it around the naked boy's neck and fastening it before attaching a leash to it, tugging at it as the boy's tongue scooped his own ejaculate down his throat. He groaned as she tugged at the collar, his face reddening every time, his cock still hard and throbbing for more. He felt like he could cum a million times and never get tired...she was right, this was powerful stuff.

Mrs. Livingston stood behind the kitty as he obediently lapped up his fluids, the shemale holding the kitten's legs apart as she pressed the tip of her half-erect monster dick against the boy's clenching little hole. The kitten's eyes widened as he gasped, the head of her cock teasing him as he looked back at her. "Please...please don't, you'll break me!" he pleaded. His cries were interrupted as she jerked on the leash roughly, cutting off his breath for a moment as she held him there.

"DON'T...fucking...whine about it," she said in a stern tone. She then forced her dick inside of him, the boy gasping out as the huge phallus jammed against his insides. She was only able to fit it about two-thirds of the way in before it started invading his small intestine, yet she pushed in further, nearly doing intestinal damage to the boy's body as she forced her cock in and out of him.

The boy moaned as he felt her pound his tight hole, the shemale above him completely dominating him as she tugged on the leash from time to time to remind him who was the boss. "I don't see all that cum cleaned off the floor, you little cunt!" she shouted, pressing his face against the floor by his neck as his black fur became stained with the pool of his juices. "Now lap it up in your mouth, and then turn around and tell Mommy it tastes good!"

Alan blushed as he continued licking the liquids furiously, trying to stay conscious as her monster cock pounded his rear. Her gargantuan balls slapped against his smaller ones each time the tip of her shaft crammed against his belly, and he found his tongue lolling out as his eyes rolled back, pre leaking from his shaft. Was he really this much of a whore? Was he actually this desperate for cum? He felt entirely degraded where he was...as if any random person could walk up to him and cum all over him, or even piss on him and laugh at him and call him names, and it would turn him on more than anything else in the world. How was this drug doing this to him? No, it wasn't the drug...it was the way he had been all along, and had neglected to realize it.

Before long, his teacher quickly turned him over on his back, her shaft still throbbing inside of him as her fingers squeezed around his throat. She leaned in close to speak in his ear, his pink cock twitching inches beneath her belly. "How does it taste, you fucking little boy-harlot?" she said into his ear as her belly pressed against his cock, the combination of the touch to his flesh and the breath in his ear making him cum all over again. He squealed underneath her as jets of his white cream dashed his teacher's tits, the milky white liquid seeping down onto his body as he lay there below her.

"It...it tastes good," he said as he tried to breathe, his vision blurred from the combination of things clouding his senses. Mrs. Livingston then sat him up on her cock as he faced her, his nose buried between her gigantic tits as she began bouncing him up and down on her huge rod, the shaft unable to fit all the way inside even when not quite still fully erect.

"Now, suck on Mommy's tits," said the teacher as she pressed his nose against one of her hard nipples. "Go on, squeeze out all that warm milk...you still must be a very thirsty kitty."

Alan's maw opened instinctively upon her command, his inhibitions completely annihilated. Not only was the aphrodisiac clouding his senses, but he also felt that a part of him willingly complied with her orders, wanting to take this thing further until there was simply nothing left. How out of hand would things get? He was compelled to find out.

She moaned as his lips wrapped around her nipple, his hand squeezing the boob firmly as spurts of milk shot down into his pink throat, his tongue swirling around it as he closed his eyes dreamily and gulped it down. She grabbed his supple, curvy boi bottom and slammed him up and down onto her cock, her pre leaking out his butthole down the thick veined trunk onto her balls as he rode her cock, bucking his hips against her as they both moaned. The dinosaur shemale's cheeks reddened as she fucked him faster there on the floor. "Oh god, baby...Mommy's gonna...MMMFFF!!"

The shemale cried out as her fingers squeezed the boy's butt with one hand, her other tugging hard on the leash as she choked him, milk running down his lips as she filled him with her warm seed. Torrents of her cum spurted up into his innards, filling his belly and leaking out onto the floor all around them as she thrusted up into him, her dick-milk flooding his boy-pussy as he lapped at her tit like an infant. "Mommy..." he groaned, his collar jingling from bouncing up and down.

The boy choked as she pulled on the leash harder, his dick rubbing against her stomach, and he groaned as he felt the seed filling him, cumming for a third time as his back arched from the insurmountable pleasure. His toes curled as he slammed up and down on her dick, the shemale's gigantic dinosaur phallus nesting inside of him as her warm cum dripped out. She pulled his mouth to hers and slid her tongue inside, tasting her own milk as they kissed, her fingers leaving the collar to stroke at his flat cum-stained chest.

She giggled as they sat there on the messy floor, both of them panting from exhaustion as she spoke. "Don't worry about homework, you get a passing grade for the time being. And any time you want extra credit, you can certainly stop by." She smiled warmly as she ran her thumb across his chin. "You know, you really are a teacher's pet."