Felicity Arkadia silently groaned to herself as the 12th grader followed her classmates through the streets. She really wasn't in the mood for something this pointless.
With finals right around the corner at Cavendish All-Girls Highschool and the curriculum finished ahead of time, their teacher, Miss Poltik, decided to reward the students of her political science course. The original plan to just allow them to leave school early that day was unfortunately shot down, so one of the girls proposed to visit the carnival that was currently in town. Felicity herself didn't like the idea, but as the usually silent class loner didn't even bother speaking up, certain her own opinion would just be shot down anyways.
That's how Felicity ended up in this situation, when she could have used the time in much better ways, like learning for finals. She never even heard of this “Carnival of Desire” before, while everyone else treated it like this huge event everyone was excited for, though that was likely just because she didn't bother with current fads. Her goal was to simply close this awful chapter of her life as soon as possible and to never look back.
She almost bumped into the girls before her as the group suddenly stopped in front of the carnival for their teacher to quickly rattle off some ground rules, like going nowhere alone, not straying too far from the main group, where to meet when getting lost and more that really didn't need to be explained to a group where most already have a driver's license. It was during that that Felicity finally bothered to look up and take an actual look at the carnival before her.
Her jaw fell open at the sight. The best words her flabbergasted mind could find to describe what lied before her was a den of hedonism. Wherever she looked she saw genitals proudly on display. Suggestively designed food, clothes casually falling off of carousels, heck, the pony-riding didn't feature animals, but people in heavy bondage gear. And the worst part, people of all ages and genders were blissfully walking around this insanity as if someone wasn't holding them a penis right under their noses.
A loud “What the fuck?!” eventually made its way across her lips.
The eyes of all her classmates fell on Felicity at her uncharacteristic reaction. “What's wrong? Are you so much of a shut-in that you’ve never seen a carnival fair before?” This comment caused some snickering among the group.
“C-C-Can’t you see what's going on here? A-All sexual imagery and more than suggestive acts. That's clearly not normal!”
“Seems pretty normal to me.” The rest of the classes either affirmed this or nodded along.
Felicity was stunned into silence by this. Has her class, no, the whole town gone crazy? Or was she the crazy one? Had she alienated herself from society that much that she couldn't even tell anymore what was normal?
“Ohhihoo~ What do we have here?” A clown girl curiously approached the class. She had chalk-white skin with orange freckles spread all over, which you could easily tell due to her not wearing any clothing. Her appearance was complemented by her bright red clown’s nose and poofy, light blue hair on her head and between her legs. But the eyecatcher were the two balloons with grinning faces printed on them, which each were tied to one of her large nipples. Nobody bat an eye at this view, except for Felicity (in small part out of jealousy for her voluptuous figure).
Miss Poltik politely introduced herself and the class to the clown girl, who began excitedly jumping in place, both balloons and boobs jiggling around.
“You're going to love it here. The Carnival of Desire is such a incredilous place, I never want to leave. Oh, I just got a fantaboulistic idea! Let Phalloony give you an exhilitating warm-up show to get you excited. Free of charge, of course.”
Felicity somehow felt wary of what was about to happen, but before she was able to voice a concern she was already outvoted.
“Okay, let’s give it all for Phalloony’s wonderphallic pre-show!”
Some students gave light applause, while Felicity resolved to just stay quiet and observe for now. Not that she could do much else. She watched as Phalloony with quite an unnecessary amount of theatrics pulled a piece of plastic out of her pussy. What Felicity first suspected to be a condom, though considering how wet it was it might have doubled as one, turned out to be just a normal, green, long balloon, as the clown girl inflated it in one blow, followed by a wink to the audience. Phalloony turned around, waved her arms around like she was twisting the balloon and turned back, revealing a completely unchanged 3 foot long balloon.
“First we have a snake!”
There was some light laughing and clapping from the class. A bit too much for Felicity to consider it sarcastic. Meanwhile Phalloony repeated her spiel, as she already pulled out another red balloon out of her “magic bag”. Again the balloon ended up untwisted.
“And now a hot dog!”
A bit more reception this time. For the third time Phalloony went through her routine, this time with a blue balloon. And for the third time it was unchanged.
“And this is a melburian Blattnalf!”
Felicity couldn't believe the “oohs” and “aahs” of her classmates when this clown was obviously just making stuff up.
“And for my final trick…” Once more Phalloony went through the same pattern and presented a 4 feet long, pink balloon. “... a penis!”
Felicity already expected something like that, considering their surroundings, what she didn't expect was the excited applause of her classmates, as if they really just saw some kind of exciting show. Then one student shouted, “Does it work well?”
“Oh, it works really wellicious. I can show you, with the help of your cutinian teacher!”
Despite being used to being the center of the students’ attention, Miss Poltik was quite flustered as she was suddenly put on the spot like that. “Oh, uh, sure, what do I need to do?”
Felicity was certain she saw a mischievous glint in the clown’s eyes, as she said, “Nothing, just play along and enjoy.” The bespectacled student let out a small gasp, as in one fluid motion the clown lifted the teacher’s skirt and ripped down her underwear. Then the blunt end of the balloon was pushed against the front of the teacher’s crotch and the clown girl let go. Despite that and the skirt weighing it down, the balloon stayed where it was, now really looking like an erect penis standing proudly.
“Oh, w-wow, that's impressive.”
“And it gets even betteriar.”
Phalloony gripped the balloon penis with both hands and began moving them up and down. At the same time Miss Poltik started panting and moaning in turn with the stroking and rhythmic squeaking, while her face practically glowed red. But that couldn't be right. This penis couldn't have suddenly become a part of her body, right? It wasn't even real!
But as if to prove Felicity wrong, Miss Poltik’s accelerating moans reached a crescendo and she came with a loud scream. White fluid was shooting out of the knot of the balloon like a fountain, some of it even hitting the students in the front row, who of course barely reacted.
While Felicity failed to process what just happened, her teacher was focused entirely on her balloon dick with half-lidded eyes. Slowly she leaned forward and licked some of the thick, white fluid from the tip of her dick, simultaneously causing a shudder to go through her body. “Why does my cum taste so weird?” she asked the clown.
“Well obviously, because your dick is a balloon you’re cumming rubber instead of normal semen.”
“Yes, that makes sense.” –Felicity was tempted to shout that it didn't.– “Can we do it again?” the teacher eagerly requested.
“Wowzie, already ready for another go? You got more stamina than I expected.” Shown to have no issue with repetition, the clown girl grabbed the balloon dick again for another handjob. But just as their teacher seemed close to her next orgasm, Phalloony forcefully squeezed the balloon in her hands.
“Wha-What? I can't cum like that. But I’m so close…”
“Trust me, dearie,” the clown girl said. “With proper buildup the main event becomes even better.” For the first time Felicity saw the clown perform a proper trick with a balloon, as she twisted and squeezed Miss Poltik’s balloon penis until it resembled a normal balloon dog. “Come to me when you're leaving and I’ll show you the climax of my show,” she told the teacher.
“That's all, folks. I hope we’ll see each other again. Have a wondafabulously fantaltistic time here at the Carnival of Desire! Toodles!” Phalloony gave a final bow to the applauding class before happily skipping away.
Underwear forgotten and her skirt permanently lifted up by the balloon dog hanging from her crotch, Miss Poltik turned to her class. “We have wasted enough time here at the entrance. We should head in and… hng… have some fun,” the teacher announced, the pent-up arousal clearly affecting her. “Where do you want to go first?”
Felicity meanwhile was conflicted. Should she just follow along with everything that was happening around them? Nobody seemed to take an issue with it. Or should she maybe try and be more forceful with making her class see what was wrong? Maybe focus only on one girl at first. Or maybe she should ignore her teacher’s rules and run off on her own to find the truth behind this weird place? What should she do?