It was a bright and sunny day in the World of Bones, the kind of day that schoolchildren everywhere would have rather been outside paying in, than inside listening to survival lectures being given by their big boobed adorable schoolmistress Miss Fallow. Her class adored her very much, but there was something about the way that she droned on that made them want to drop off to sleep. Miss Fallow was well meaning and sweet, but she really wasn’t a good teacher. They all loved her anyway, in fact, even though none of the girls would ever admit to having an attraction to another girl, they were all looking forward to Miss Fallow’s practical lecture on procreation later that month. They all knew that even at her old age of 23, Fallow was still a virgin, and was ecstatic about the upcoming demonstration herself.

Sara, a diminutive girl with larger than average titties for her age, was daydreaming about that very subject. Her tiny middle finger stroked her little clit in swirling circles, as she imagined her teacher spread-eagled over her lectern. Her face moaning lewdly as his dick broke her hymen and pounded her pussy, making her enormous breasts bounce up and down like sexy sacks of jello. Then Miss Fallow would beg Sara to come up and kiss her on her pretty red lips while she was being thoroughly fucked in her hairy virgin vagina by a tall oiled and muscled stud. Their tongues would wrap around inside each other’s mouths, exploring each other. Then, as Miss Fallow neared her climax, she would lick down Sara’s body to her own special place, and performing that cunnilingus she’d seen her daddy do on her mommy when they put on a performance for their harem. They’d scream “I’m cumming..’ in tandem and…

Sara orgasmed with a heavy breath into her brown worn loincloth, wetting it with her juices.
“Sara, are you paying attention? Or were you…” Miss Fallow began, looking up from her textbook. “Oh… What did I say Sara? There’s plenty of time to think of boys outside of class. If you keep this up, you’ll be failing and drop to last in the class rankings. You know how we punish the girl in last place at the end of the semester don’t you? We need a girl for the live demonstration of the eating habits of Giant Fire Snakes. The village captured one last month, and they need to keep it fed. If you aren’t careful Sara, then that will be you, digesting in a Snake belly.

Sara’s best friend, Sandy, with the curly orange hair, singgered loudly at Sara’s expense.
“Don’t you go laughing Sandy, I see where your hand is….”
Sandy blushed at the remark, because she hadn’t realised that listening to Sara moan had made her involuntarily reach for her tight little slit.
“Most of this class is a few failing grades away from being assigned as stock feed for the gourdplants at the produce farm.. So you all need to start paying more attention to the lesson.”

“Now as I was saying…” continued the beautiful but air-headed Miss Fallow.
Sara slunk back down into her seat and resumed her daydream… Now, where was she? Oh yeah… Miss Fallow’s bubble butt would be jiggling as he rammed her again and again…