Jenny became more and more aware of her dripping pussy as she walked down the halls towards the principal’s office. Her thighs felt silky smooth as they rubbed against each other as she walked, and the clicking of her heels on the floor made her even more self conscious of this strange situation.
She was naked and horny... at school!
When Jenny reached the principal’s office she knocked politely on the door before entering the small room that served both as the principal’s secretary’s office and a waiting room. Jenny had only been in here on a rare number of occasions for minor bullying offenses or being congratulated on a good job with the cheerleading squad.
She slipped in and as quietly as she could and smiled at Mrs. Styles, the secretary was in her mid-thirties and rumours circulated that she was having an affair with the principal. She occasionally help with cheer practise and Jenny knew her fairly well.
She was on the phone when Jenny walked in, and Jenny was sure that the secretary had stumbled over her words when Jenny’s breasts had come into view. Jenny blushed, and stood awkwardly in front of her desk. The secretary continued her conversation on the phone, although she seemed distracted as she stared up at Jenny.
She suddenly shook her head, motioned for Jenny to sit down on a chair in the corner and then she quickly spun around so that her back was to the girl.
Jenny walked across the small room to the plastic chair that she had been directed to, as Mrs. Styles finished her conversation and put down the phone. As Jenny turned to sit on the chair Mrs Styles jumped up quickly, “Wait! Jenny! Wait one moment please...” Jenny wobbled as the waves of name-induced pleasure washed over her.
When she opened her eyes Mrs. Styles had placed a towel over the seat of the chair, Jenny smiled meekly.
“Thank you” she said as she sat down, almost instantly she could feel the dampness spreading through the towel.
“That’s ok, remember when you first came in here and your pussy juice got everywhere? And then we couldn’t find any towels so you volunteered to lick it all up?” The secretary giggled. Jenny just sat there stunned, that never happened ... did it? She could vaguely remember something like that... why had she volunteered to lick up her juices? ... WAIT!? ... What was going on? The curse was changing her history!?
She shook her head to try and get it clear. The secretary was staring at her, she’d said something and Jenny had missed it. “I’m sorry?” she asked, Mrs Styles rolled her eyes.
“I said ‘Are you here to see the principal about something?’”
“Oh, yeah, I got sent here by Mrs Gibbons” Jenny looked away from the woman, *please don’t ask me why!* she thought.
“Why?” *damn*
“I turned up at school today completely dressed.” She didn’t know how the secretary would react so she followed on by saying “It was a dare, I didn’t realise I’d get in so much trouble!” (It was partially true too!)
Mrs Style’s mouth flew open “Oh my God! Jenny! (**Jenny squirmed in her seat as the orgasm swept over her**) You turned up at here today... DRESSED!? What on earth...?” She trailed off. “Look I think you’re a great kid but on this occasion Mrs Gibbons was right to send you here, I mean DRESSED?!” she shook her head in disbelief, “We’re going to have to inform your parents” Jenny’s eyes were downcast and she just sat quietly while Mrs Styles buzzed through to the Principal.
“I have Jennifer Smith Here, she’s been refused entry to her mathematics lesson with Mrs Gibbons for...” she paused “...A dress code violation”.
“ZZ...Send her in.” Crackled the voice of the principal over the intercom.