“2, 4, 6, 8! Who do we appreciate? The Bears! The Bears! Gooo Bears!”
 
The cheerleaders’ chant dissolved into the roaring sound of the audience as they assumed their standing positions once more.
 
Well, all except cheer captain Yvonne Duncan, who stumbled a bit on her footing thanks to the crappy wooden platform she’d been forced to stand on and fell, landing face first into the ass of the cheerleader beneath her, Patty Mobley.
 
Patty herself buckled beneath the newfound weight of her impromptu butt plug, falling onto her chest and giving Yvonne plenty of room to dive waist deep into Patty’s intestines, steadily wedging herself in the more she struggled.
 
“My bad.”, Patty groaned before quickly sucking in the rest of her unfortunate prey and letting her back out via a loud-
 
*FRRT!*
 
-into the air, Yvonne’s outfit flying out behind her alongside a burst of dark green haze.
 
Before the clothes had even begun to fly, phones were out recording the incident onto people‘s socials; by the time Patty stood up and simply froze in embarrassment (sporting a raging, sixteen-inch-long, futa erection in the process), the entire cheerleading squad had become the center of attention for all the wrong reasons.
 
Turning the Deodato High football team (and Patty herself) into even more of a laughing stock than they already were.
 
~~~
 
The clock on the wall ticked idly by as Mrs. Hoover sat watching the student across from her desk with curious intent.
 
Patty, meanwhile, had been spending the last five minutes simply staring at her thighs in thought, those thick brown legs helping to keep her mind off of eye contact as much as possible.
 
“Come on, Patty…”, said the teacher.
“Don’t you have ANYTHING to say?”
 
“I didn’t mean it…”, she said quietly.
 
“Wha- You killed her in SECONDS, Patty!”, the coach exclaimed.
“That might be a new record, even for you. You’re fast, but I know you’re not THAT fast.”
 
“I couldn’t help it!”, Patty explained.
“She just hit the right spot while she was in there and I just-“
 
“I know, I know…”, Mrs. Hoover interrupted.
“I really want to give you a pass on this, Patty, but this is your third offense this semester. Heck, I think it’s your third offense this month!”
 
Patty passively rubbed her shoulder in nervousness as she tried to think back on which incidents she’d actually been caught doing in the last couple months.
 
The librarian walking in on Patty’s tutor halfway down Patty’s throat…
 
That time she brought a friend up to the school nurse while said friend was merely a face squeezed between Patty’s butt cheeks…
 
That time the condom containing the cum-digested remains OF the former librarian fell out of her locker and spilled out onto the floor…
 
While she certainly had no shortage of “accidents” at school these last couple of months, it was never out of malice or done with some kind of intent.
 
She was just a hungry girl. A very, very hungry girl.
 
“Ms. Brown’s told you time and time again to keep your body in check.”, Mrs. Hoover continued.
“She does it, Mrs. Carnock does it; every predator on campus manages to do it except you, Patty!”
 
While the teacher expected some sort of reply just like she got with every student she scolded, the quiet resolution she could see on Patty’s face was absolute.
 
Just from looks alone, she could tell that she was crushed.
 
“I’m sorry.”, said the teacher.
“I know a young woman like you has a hard time controlling that kind of thing, but your actions have to have consequences. I’m going to talk with Ms. Brown today about suspending you from the cheerleading squad. You can go home now.”
 
Without looking her teacher in the eyes, Patty stood up, said a quiet “Okay.” and left, leaving Mrs. Hoover to think about how crushing this was for the both of them.
 
The air seemed a lot more cold than it did before she’d walked into the office an hour ago; maybe it was the weather, maybe it was the creeping anxiety about losing an activity that’d meant so much to her these last few years…
 
Or maybe it was the bratty Morrow twins simply letting their evil energy radiate into the air around them as they waited outside for Patty.
 
“Aw! Is the little dick girl upset?”, Peyton said in a mocking tone.
“Maybe next time she won’t use her three strikes eating fucking losers like her all day!”
 
“Yeah.”, Paige said in agreement.
“Maybe she gets that from sticking her dick in the janitor too many times!”
 
The two girls patted themselves on the back, laughing at their own jokes as Patty stopped in her tracks and felt her stomach begin to roar to life, just BEGGING for its owner to teach them a fittingly digestion-filled lesson for their cruel ways.
 
Patty, though, saw it fit to try a little something different…
 
Meanwhile, back in her office, Mrs. Hoover had finally finished organizing Patty’s paperwork when she heard the door open behind her.
 
“Look, Patty, for the last time, I told you; I made up my mind.”, she said without looking.
“It hurts me knowing it hurts you, but I have to be firm with this kinda thing. Just… I hope you understa-“
 
Mrs. Hoover stood in silence having turned around, the sight of Patty standing erect at her door, each of her yoga ball-sized nuts containing the writhing forms of some unfortunate prey underneath her cheer skirt.
 
She locked the door.
 
Things were going to get weird…
 
~~~Two hours later…~~~
 
With a few final thrusts, Patty emptied the last of her load into the overflowing intestines of her teacher, the creamy white jizz that was formerly two of the meanest mean girls in school spilling out around her and onto the floor.
 
She leaned over and whispered into Mrs. Hoover’s ear; dominating behavior from anyone else, but after the last couple hours, it was hardly even child’s play.
 
“Did I convince you to let me stay yet?”, she asked, her voice obviously winded.
 
“Nngh! Yes!”, Mrs. Hoover replied in obvious ecstasy.
“Oh my god, YES, Patty. Yes!”
 
“Good.”, Patty said as she finally pulled out.
“I usually don’t like doing stuff like that, but god DAMN! You got me fucked up this time, Mrs. Hoover!”
 
While the abused teacher had all sorts of thoughts running through her head at that moment, all that managed to come out as Patty made her way to the other side of the desk was incoherent mumbles and belches.
 
“Not with the fucking part, of course.”, Patty continued as she lifted her teacher’s head towards hers.
“I always LOVE doing that!”
 
At that, Patty pulled Mrs. Hoover in for a deep and passionate kiss, the taste of her own seed on the teacher’s lips doing little to stop the cheerleader from exploring every inch of her mouth with her predatory tongue before finally pulling away with an audible *POP*.
 
“You were great.”, she kindly said before hopping over her teacher’s desk and giving her plaything a swift *SMACK* atop her jiggly ass before wading through the man muck as best she could on her way out the door.
“Bye, Mrs. Hoover!”
 
“Patty?”
 
She looked back, only to be completely stunned that her impromptu lover was able to stand with a stomach nearly as big as herself sticking out from her middle.
 
Course, the desk her hands were still grasping helped to support her gargantuan form, and she WAS losing weight by the second with how much thick, white, former cheerleader spunk was running like a waterfall out from between her legs as she stood, but for how hard she’d gotten rammed in the ass by Patty’s rod mere minutes ago, Patty didn’t expect her to be standing at ALL for a while.
 
And speaking of things that Patty didn’t expect…
 
“Feel free to… stop by my office… whenever you’d like.”, Mrs. Hoover got out before a loud-
 
*BUORP*
 
-made them clutch their cum-filled stomach before continuing.
“Bring whoever you want with you.”
 
The teacher wiped her lip clean of the jizz that has come back up with her burp and sensually licked it off of her fingers, sending the thick, white substance back down into her belly with a single gulp.
 
“I’d like more loads like this, if you could.”
 
Her feelings of doubt wiped away completely, Patty happily squealed with joy and rushed to thank her teacher, jumping into Mrs. Hoover’s arms (out of her own shoes, which had already gotten glued to the floor thanks to the thick layer of jizz coating them) and smashing against her belly, forcing another avalanche of seed to come flowing out of her teacher’s insides and onto the floor.
 
“Thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you!”, she said excitedly.
“Does that mean I’m still on the team?!”
 
“Yes! Just…”, Mrs. Hoover said in slight discomfort.
“Watch the middle…”
 
“Oop! Sorry.”, Patty said as she squished her feet back down on the floor.
“You sure you’re okay, Mrs. Hoover?”
 
“Oh, you don’t have to worry about me.”, Mrs. Hoover replied with a few pats of her gut.
“I’m, uh… too old to worry about that kind of thing anymo- *UUOOORRRP* -ore.”
 
Patty visibly cringed at her teacher’s retort; ever since she’d managed to give a seventy-year-old woman at the local retirement home the first children she’d had in forty years, she wasn’t so sure about ANY woman not getting pregnant after a round with her.
 
Nevertheless, she gave a shrug of her shoulders at her teacher’s idea.
 
“If you say so…”, she said aloud.
 
“Now go home!”, Mrs. Hoover said with a chuckle as she pointed towards the door.
“Be- *BEURP* -Be seeing you at practice next week.”
 
“Thank you, Mrs. Hoover!”, Patty said gladly.
“I won’t let you down!”
 
At that, the cheery cheerleader plucked her shoes free from the still bubbling goop that covered the floor and left, leaving Mrs. Hoover with a furiously gurgling stomach, an abused ass that was steadily growing bigger minute by minute, and the realization that she was now carrying the upcoming brood of one of her own students.
 
She looked down, taking note of the stray pair of panties that floated atop the small ocean covering her floor; not hers, of course (those had been torn off ages ago), but instead belonging to one of the twins that she was now pregnant with.
 
Or pregnant in a WAY, at least.
 
“Oh- *BUUOORRP* -gosh.”, she said to herself as she cradled her stomach once more.
 
“Am I glad I’m not the one who has to clean this…”
 
~~~Nine months later…~~~
 
While graduation night was always a good time for everyone involved, a particularly loud cheer could be heard from the crowd once the principal listed off a simple name from the list of those who’d survived to see the end of the year.
 
“Patricia Mobley.”
 
Patty cheerily marched onto the stage, fighting the urge to do a somersault in front of the hundreds looking at her and instead simply taking her diploma and waving to the crowd that sat before her.
 
Ms. Hoover was maybe the first familiar face she noticed, waving back at her for a brief moment before the cries of a baby beneath her brought her attention back to the five children that Patty had been so kind to gift her with all those months ago.
 
With one gift came another, of course, as the fifty-six-year-old woman now possessed hips wide enough to get jammed in her office doorway and a chest from which two boobs bigger than her head now hung prominently and proudly, still leaking milk through every shirt she owned months after she’d given birth.
 
A few more mothers cradling similar hordes of apology babies against their similarly curvy bodies were peppered throughout the crowd as well, cheering for Patty as best they could whilst caring for their infant broods.
 
What also caught Patty’s eye, though, were the several gaps in the stands where the crowd simply lacked enough people to fill them.
 
She giggled to herself a bit.
 
While all of Patty’s impromptu baby mommas had to get their children from somewhere (aka churned up remains of other students, most times), a decent chunk of the student body was currently attached to her OWN body, as well.
 
Yes, ever since Mrs. Hoover began repping for her among the teachers with a baby-filled belly the size of an actual person, her “three strikes” had basically dissolved into none, allowing every curve of her figure to fatten up quite a bit in celebration of her senior year: her boobs now squeezed tightly against her bra, a small belly replaced her formerly trim middle and her lower half (hips, thighs, ass AND dick) had now inflated to two, maybe three times their former size, making her even more of a sex machine than she already was.
 
Either way, she’d probably burn through all that fat in a month or two, considering her rigorous exercise routine.
 
In the meantime, though, Patty simply let the feeling of victory wash over her like a wave of warm water flowing over her face, thinking about all the time she’d finally get to spend with her kids now that she was out of high school for good.
 
God, this was gonna be a good summer…