When Jen opened her eyes the now familiar humming continued, she realised she was on her knees again and must’ve been moaning quite loudly as most of the crowd that had seen her first hallway orgasm had come running to see this one. Getting up off the floor she noticed her skirt had become entangled around her waist and it was clear that she wasn’t wearing panties.
“Oh my god!” whispered voices around her, while other pointed and some laughed. Mrs Hopkins continued to look at her with disdain.
“I’m sorry” Jen said quietly.
“No you’re not; if you were sorry you wouldn’t have done this to yourself, surely you knew the consequences, I demand you turn it off.”
“I can’t” Jen said desperately, “There’s no remote and it won’t run out of power” This seemed to anger the teacher even more.
“Miss Smith, follow me to the Principals office, everyone else out of the way, you’ve got classes to go to”
Several moments later Jen was sitting in the quiet principal’s office, the only sound was the humming of her vibrator. Jen was sitting with her legs spread wide apart, on the order of Mrs Hopkins. When Jen had first sat down she’d crossed her legs causing the vibrator to get lodged against her pubic bone, this had increased the sound of the vibrator to a loud buzzing and had made her moan in pleasure. Mrs Hopkins couldn’t stand the noise and forced Jen to spread her legs wide apart; this had reduced the sound to a quiet hum.
Principal Meyers was looking at her while talking on the phone to the doctor that had performed the operation, Jen was terrified, the curse had created an entire back story.
“Yes... absolutely... but... well I can understand your concern but she’s a young girl... Her parents? No I haven’t rung them yet... I assumed no-one would knowingly allow their daughter to... Really? I just thought... Yes... She’s had several in full view of staff and students... It’s not! It’s disgusting and should be stopped... Why are you laughing?... What do you mean?... I see... I don’t believe that for a second... Surely... No, no, no, several of my good friends have had plastic surgery and never has it been completely irreversible... How? ... So what? It’s stuck like that forever? ... I’ll get a court ruling and have another doctor remove it... Don’t be absurd... Why would you do that? ... She asked you to?”
Principals Meyers lowered the phone to his shoulder, “Jen did you ask the doctor to make you more... sensitive?”
Jen didn’t know how to respond and stared blankly, the principal tried again, less tactfully, “Dr. Duke has told me that you wanted stronger orgasms, did you ask for that?”
Jen nodded, she didn’t want to lie, but it was difficult when she didn’t know the ‘truth’ herself, everything had changed. If the doctor said it, it was probably true...
“So you moved blood vessels... how many? ... Impossible to reverse... I see... Thank you Dr. Duke, I’ll ring her parents now... Yes... Right...” The principal lowered the phone again, “Jen the doctor has told me you have a note that explains in your bag, could you find it please?”
Jen bit her lip, in this position the pleasure was numbed slightly but it meant that instead of building to orgasm after orgasm she was simply being kept in a state of constant horniness. Jen started to rummage through her bag for the note, she had no idea what it looked like but hoped she could find it.
“Ok... Goodbye” the principal said lowering the phone. He sighed and leaned back in his chair, staring at the obviously sexually excited teen sitting across from him. Mrs Hopkins spoke first,
“What did the doctor say? Surely this isn’t even legal; we’ll get his license revoked”
The principal silenced her with a hand. Jen tied to look as though she wasn’t listening and continued to look for the note.
“I’m afraid he has a good case, Jen asked him to do it, and he has over a dozen disclaimers signed by her and her parents. Genital modification surgery isn’t illegal, putting a vibrator inside her before the procedure isn’t either. To make it worse Jen asked him to make her more sensitive-”
“Slut” Mrs Hopkins gasped, then she looked at the principal and apologised.
“This means he moved some of the main blood vessels from her thighs and redirected them closer to the vibrator... Any form of corrective surgery would cause serious bleeding and might kill Jen”
Jen gulped and grabbed the scrap of paper she recognised as a doctor’s note, sitting up she looked at the two teachers who were looking at her in a combination of disgust confusion. The Principal picked up the phone and dialled Jen’s parents and Jen handed the note to Mrs Hopkins, who read it in horror...