Jen took a deep breath, summoning all of her willpower to ignore the mad fever emanating from her erect cock. She could not risk attracting attention; she could not be seen as some sort of freak. Minutes passed and, slowly, her monstrous penis seemed to calm down, progressively shrinking and retreating under her skirt. However, by the time the bell rang and Mr. Simms had dimissed the class her problem was not entierely solved.
Very slowly, Jen adjusted her skirt and stood up, packing her things. Almost every student had left the classroom. Her appendage had not completely retreated into her shaft and she could feel it dangling nonchalantly between her legs with every move. She had to stay careful as to not accidentally jut the front of her skirt. She was the last to exit the room.
Walking through the corridor was making her thighs brush repeatedly against her penis; she could feel herself still incredibly horny from all the frustration built up in class. Her cock did not want to disappear, stubbornly slapping her thighs with every step. Her hand was still slightly sticky from earlier... How surprisingly amazing the least touch felt! She pondered over what a proper climax would be like.
Before she even realized, her erection was returning. A familiar warmth spread as her cock extended forward, pushing against the fabric of her skirt. "Not here, not again!" Jen thought in panic. She rushed towards the nearest bathroom, pressing her messenger bag in front of her to cover her bulgeing hard-on. She entered the bathroom and almost bumped into a student exiting the place while she could feel her member growing bigger and reaching the edge of her skirt. She jumped in the nearest stall and locked it, sitting on the toilet as her cock was lifting her skirt, exposing itself.
Jen tried to catch her breath, waiting for the other stall occupants to finish their business and leave the bathroom to their next course. All became quiet and she eventually relaxed; her erection though did not diminish. The member was raised between her legs, its flared head pointing slightly downward under its own weight. Each naughty thought was making it harden with a spasm, the head bobbing upward in anticipation as though the animal cock had a will of its own.
She gripped it with both hands, bringing it closer to her body. The huge, flared head was almost reaching her chin, glittering moist. She leaned forward and tasted it with a lick. It was musky, and not as salty as she thought it would be; slighty intoxicating, too. Jen could sense her heartbeat resonating through her cock, veins pulsating under her fingers. Her girth was impressive; her panties seams had cracked around the leg opening her erection had forced through.
She ran her hands along her length, gently stroking her giant cock. Blissful shivers came with each touch; this feeling was the best! Her tapir glans flared at its maximum, weighting down the member. She hugged it closer to her body again and, very slowly and sensually, kissed it and sucked gently against the opening. New waves of pleasure were rising from within and she let out a muffled moan as pre errupted in her mouth. She could feel her cock urgeing her to go on.
Jen grabbed her member more firmly, jacking it off vigorously as she kept on hungrily kissing and licking the enormous glans, making love to her tapir cock. It required all of her strength to keep it from throbbing wildly forward and escape her hands, but she could feel the orgasm quickly building inside her. She sped up her strokes and bucked her hips as her tongue voraciously thrusting in her cock's slit, until it finally came. "YES!" Her eyes rolled into her sockets as geysers of semen shot into her mouth; she gulped thirstily as more was splattering on her chin and cascading down her cock.
A second surge of pleasure immediately followed the first and she almost fell from the seat. Her cock escaped her grip and several loads of cum exploded chaotically against the stall's door and walls. A third tsunami burst from her genitals and she let out the loudest moan as her cock spasmed violently, spilling seed all over itself. She almost passed out, panting.
A moment passed and, after a last twitch, her monstrous cock lazily slithered back to her sheath, forming a wet bulge in her panties. She was, in fact, soaked in semen now. After catching her breath, she started meticulously cleaning her stall with all the toilet paper she could find. She could not believe what she had just experienced. This was not a curse, it was a gift. She just needed to learn how to control it...
She removed her skirt and shirt, wiping her sticky body and grabbing instead her cheerleader uniform from her bag - these at least were dry and scent free. She changed in the stall before exiting it to wash her face and hands at the sink. She even had cum in her hair! She let out a girlish giggle and cleaned herself thoroughly. After a few minutes she was presentable again. She only had to adjust her cheerleader mini skirt to keep her male equipment from bulgeing too much. An erection would give her straight away; she would probably need to skip the rest of school and return home to avoid discovery.