Jen stood with the rest of the class, rubbing her thighs together as she walked up to the teacher to hand in her bare test.
The teacher took one look at the scribbles looping the margins of the page and groaned. "Jen, I don't even know why you bother trying to get through school. You'll never pass. Just about the only thing you're good for are these." She reached out and groped Jen's left breast, eliciting a soft moan from Jen, and then a stammer as Jen realized what her teacher was doing. Without warning, the teacher grabbed onto Jen's thickened nipple and tugged, causing Jen to groan loudly, and a small squirt of milk to shoot out and form a small wet spot on her shirt.
The teacher let go of Jen, and sat back down to look over other tests. "Get to you next class, Jennifer."
Jen, still so in need of a way to cum, back out of the room and looked around the halls. People were hustling to their classes. She supposed she should, too.
Every class was the same. She'd get in, sit down, ride the cocks for all they were worth, trying desperately to cum, and have them deposit their seed in her and leave before she could quite push herself over the edge. She left each class more frustrated than before. Even worse, her shirt was getting tighter and tighter around her chest. She couldn't quite figure what was going on, until, to her horror someone in her fourth period class lifted her straining shirt up and tugged on a nipple, drawing out a stream of milk to put into a travel coffee mug. When he had enough, he simply left her exposed and went back to his work.
This not only caused Jen to moan so loudly the teacher had to stop speaking until she was done, but left her scrambling to tug her now ill-fitting top over her jugs, which only seemed to be getting larger and larger.
Finally, the bell rang for her lunch period, the next opportunity she had to speak to Susan, and she rushed down to the cafeteria as fast as she could. She'd spent so much time riding massive cocks that day that she walked with a slight bow leg, still feeling tender as ever. Her belly sloshed with the gallons of phantom jizz she's taken that day, filling her up to look nearly pregnant at this point.
She got to the cafeteria and looked around for her friends, but immediately felt a stray hand grab her by the boobs. A boy she barely recognized has just grabbed her boobs. And she loved it. She wanted to pull away, just because of how public this was, but found herself unable to resist his advance. He led her by the tits over to a stool near the beginning of the lunch line, and sat her down, unceremoniously skewering her once again on two massive phantom cocks. She yelped in pain and pleasure as she was forced down so abruptly.
He let go of her chest once she was sitting down, practically buzzing from the stimulation, and just walked away. Jen let out a small whimper, she'd felt closer to orgasm since the last one she'd had with just his hands roughly handling her. She also didn't quite understand why she was being forced to sit there on her cocks until the first student, a girl named Stacey walked casually up to her.