Sat next to you watching the rehearsal as well was yet another classmate. Her name, you gathered, was Swallow Spitz, and she was meant to be Lady Capulet in this production. Currently she was masturbating through her panties while re-reading her script and panting with her tongue out like a dog.
Out of all of the bimbos you’ve come into contact with in this school so far, Swallow was one of the shortest you’ve met. Her five foot tall body was shaped more like a peanut than an hourglass, but she was no less buxom than anyone else. Her face was of particular interest to you because of how different it seemed compared to her classmates. She most notably lacked the thick lips of her peers, and seemed more of a chapstick than a lipgloss kind of girl. You could see a little pair of buck teeth poking out like a little squirrel’s choppers. She also wore a cartoonishly large pair of circle-rim glasses and her face was dusted with freckles. And where most everyone else had long, flowing locks that extended past their waist, Swallow’s was a brunette bob that reminded you of a mushroom cap.
“Oh gawd,” Swallow gasped as she bucked her hips in her seat, “I get to do that with Lady Montague at the end! Oh Wilma Shakespeare you late visionary genius!” She had a slight lisp to her speech, which to you made her seem incredibly cute. You were absolutely throbbing now, watching your sister’s rehearsal and listening to this new girl pleasure herself right next to you. You were barely able to control your movements as you maneuvered your stiff shaft body towards Swallow. Unfortunately it took falling off of your seat for her to notice you at last.
“Oh my golly!” she cried, “Are you okay, (Your Name)? That fall didn’t hurt your balls too much did it?” She gently picked you up from the ground and held you close up to her face. “You don’t seem all that hurt, but lemme just kiss you all better okay?” She puckered up her thin lips and kissed you all along your phallic body. Stiffer and stiffer your shaft became when suddenly she wrapped her lips around your head and slowly started suckling you off. You felt her buck tooth rubbing against you as she fellated you slowly, stimulating your nerves in a way you don’t think you’ve ever felt before. Soon she started picking up speed, getting you closer and closer to orgasm as she worked her tongue around your shaft. You rewarded the girl’s technique with a hot shot of your spunk, right down her throat.
“Puwahh…” she gasped, popping you out of her mouth coated in her morning dew scented saliva, “Thank you for the snack I guess, but you’re the one in need of TLC here, not me… then again I guess I could use a little dicking, since this play is getting me a little hot and bothered.” You quivered in anticipation, already fired back up for a second round with her.
Swallow pulled her panties down to her ankles and aimed your head at her vagina. She pretended that you were kissing around her labia before she stuffed your shaft of a body inside. No time was wasted as she immediately started using you to pleasure herself as she read aloud from her script, this universe’s Shakespeare’s pornographic purple prose pouring from her lisping mouth like expensive wine from a cheap plastic jug. It soon became too much for both of you as she squealed in ecstasy, the walls of her vulva squeezing your body tightly as you spewed your burning white cream into her. Never before did you understand the appeal of antique literature, but in this moment you felt one and the same with the legendary playwright.
Of course, Swallow’s screams did derail the rehearsal a little bit and made the actresses onstage fumble their lines.
“Swallow Spitz,” the stern voice of the director, Ms. Ivanna Humpyu scolded, “Please step outside if you’re gonna have sex during rehearsals! I want as few mistakes as possible in this production. Anything less would dishonor Wilma Shakespeare’s legacy.”
“Yes, ma’am! Sorry ma’am!” Swallow hurriedly apologized, “I was just too caught up with how good (Your Name) here felt that I got carried away.” The class director approached her student and asked her to hand you over.
“(Your Name), was it?” Ms. Humpyu asked, “You’re Amy’s brother, correct? I know dicks don’t have to aspire to much, but have you ever thought about a career in show business?” You attempted to answer her question with a simple no, but what came out was a “pthpt” noise and a blob of cum that splattered on her cheek. “Well I think you would make for an excellent Lord Capulet, based on just how much you made Miss Spitz here scream. I want you here in class tomorrow, same time, and we’ll use you for the role.”
“Woah, my bro gets to be in the play with me?” Amy gasped, “Aww! That’s like, so totally exciting! Wait until Mom and Sara hear about this! Thanks Ms. Humpyu! And thank you too, Swallow!”
“Oh, it was nothing,” the freckled girl blushed, “You don’t gotta thank me.”
The final bell rang, signaling the end of the school day. Amy stuck you back into your usual spot between her boobs as she packed up her things and left the auditorium.