Inside she found more attention than she had ever wanted. Girls rolled their eyes and looked away, while the boys stared at her tits, abs, and legs. Jenny, slumped under the weight of her distress, and her new tits, pulled her long blonde hair over her shoulders to cover her attention grabbing breasts some and shuffled back to her seat next to her best friend Susan.
"I am so horny this morning," Susan greeted her. Jen's mouth fell open.
"You...you are?"
"Yeah! I know some of those loser prudes get their mommies to dildo them each morning, but I like a good cock between classes," Susan confessed.
Jenny was in complete shock at what she was hearing. But then she realized her hand was back at her pussy, uselessly trying to masturbate. Susan looked down at her hand and then back at Jen with a "what are you trying to accomplish" look on her face. Just then she got hit with a balled up piece of paper. When she turned to see who threw it, a boy in the back row was grinning at her. He curled his finger, and her need drove her to change seats. Thanks to the curse, she found him to be cute enough.
"You look like you need to get off," he said.
"Yeeeeesss," she moaned out. Her face flushed with humiliation. But her need was so bad it was already becoming hard to think. He didn't say anything else. He just stuck his hand between her legs and started feeling her vagina. Then he was pinching and rubbing her clit. By the time the short bus ride was over, he had a finger inside her. But he had yet to make her cum. "Please get me off," she begged him.
"You know we aren't allowed to do sex stuff on the bus. Stand up. Walk in front of me. I'll steer." She had no clue what he was talking about, but all she could do was hope he was going to help her find some release. She stood up and waited for him to stand behind her. Then he slipped a finger into her pussy again. Some of the other girls looked at her knowingly...none with sympathy. They walked off the bus and into the nearest boys' bathroom where he bent her over the counter, undid her top letting her huge breasts free, and slipped his rigid cock into her pussy. Her nearly virgin pussy squeezed his cock, and she lost herself to the pleasure her body was feeling. She could feel her tits sway, his hands on her naked body, and her pussy clench and milk his cock. Soon both of them were cumming and the first period bell was ringing.
He pulled out of her, grabbed a paper towel, cleaned his cock and left, mumbling a quick, "Thanks for that," as he did so. She had heard his cum splatter on the floor as it gushed back out of her used pussy, and now she could feel the rest of it running down her inner thighs. This couldn't be real. She couldn't possibly have to do this once an hour! Looking at her own crying face in the mirror, her new breasts, her travesty of a cheer uniform, it was too much. She dropped to her knees and cried in the floor.
After a good ten minutes, she pulled herself together. She stood and cleaned herself as best she could. She stretched the tiny top over her breasts. She righted the little bit of make up she had worn that morning, and she headed to...