As class wound down, Jen was feeling exhausted. She had never masturbated this long before, and she long ago lost count of the number of orgasms she had since she began. Still, she continued to feel unstoppably horny.
The teacher dismissed class and Jen moaned to Susan as she fondled herself, "S-Susan, I can't keep this up. My tits and my pussy are so raw. I need you to tell me to stop. I feel like I'm going to die if I keep this up."
"Oh, come on, Jen," said Susan, and Jen winced as she new what was coming. Susan said, "You never get tired from masturbating. Heck, you don't even get sore. To be honest, I don't even think you need to sleep."
A tingle, and Jen realized all her soreness was gone. She felt strangely energized as well, like she could keep going and going and going.
"T-thanks," she muttered. Though, she doubted she would be thanking her later that night when she was lying in bed masturbating instead of sleeping.
Jen followed Susan out into the hallway. Just as she left the classroom another orgasm shot through her body, causing her to stumble into one of the senior girls.
"What the fuck?" she senior said.
"S-Sorry," said Jen, still dazed from the orgasm.
The senior girl just shook her head and said, "You're such a stupid whore. Out of my way."
"Oh, no!" said Jen. She stepped out of the senior's way and felt her mind start to shift. He thinking felt slower and more cloudy. Like her thoughts were wading through mud. Up to that point, she had always prided herself on her excellent grades, all A's every semester. Now, she was struggling to remember what a semester was.
"No," she said. "I don't want to be a dumby."
She felt ready to cry for her lost intelligence, but she was quickly distracted by the boys walking through the hallway. In addition to her compulsion to masturbate she now felt an uncontrollable urge to be fucked by someone... anyone really.
She blindly grabbed the nearest boy with her non-masturbating hand. It was some young-looking pimply freshman. He looked shocked a moment, but then he seemed to recognize her.
"Oh," he said. "You're Jennifer, right? I heard about you."
Jen was breathing hard. "Fuck me," she moaned. "Now!"
"But," he said. "I'll be late for class."
"Please," Jen said. "I need it."
The freshman thought a moment. "How about a quick BJ?" he asked.
This was not what Jen was craving, but she felt herself involuntarily dropping to her knees as he unzipped his pants, right there in the middle of a crowded hallway. He was already hard, though, a bit smaller than Jen was used to. She quickly got to work on him. All around her, she could feel the stares of the other students as she publicly sucked him off, while simultaneously fingering herself.
Could this get anymore humiliating? she thought.
"Jesus, Jen," said some girl, and Jen knew things were about to get worse. "That's all you eat. Isn't it? You're such a whore. You just love the taste of cum, huh?"
At just that moment, the freshman came in her mouth, and she realized that his warm cum really was the most delicious thing she had ever tasted. She swallowed it and felt herself orgasm once more. She then proceeded to lick his dick clean, being careful to lap up the last drops of delicious cum as they leaked from the tip.
Then, as abruptly as it started, the freshman tucked his dick away and zipped up. He pulled a crumpled dollar bill from his pocket and threw it in her face.
"Thanks, whore." he said and ran off. "I'll see you tomorrow," he called just before he turned a corner.
Jen just knelt there on the ground, fingering herself and staring at the dollar bill she had just earned. She knew there would be many more of them coming in the future. She already felt a craving to swallow more delicious cum.
"This can't be happening," she said and felt like she wanted to die.
Just then, the bell rang for the start of the next period. She grabbed the dollar and shoved it in her bag, then she hustled down the hallway. Her 4 tits bounced wildly as she stumbled again from another orgasm. All the while, she tried her hardest to remember where her next class was, but she kept drawing a blank.
Then, she ran into someone in the hallway. It was...