3 - The Third Lie, The Final Lie

"Miss Myers!" Alice's outraged voice shouted. "He's doing it AGAIN!"

Miss Myers sighed, not even bothering to turn from her whiteboard. She shook her head as she let it fall wearily back, eyes upraised as if looking to the heavens in appeal.

"Of course he is." Miss Myers said, her voice resigned.

"Jacob, up here, please. Now." she ordered.

When she turned around, Miss Myers was not surprised to see an embarrassed Jacob, his pants again around his ankles, standing before her with his erection aimed impudently up at her.

"Well, what is it, this time?" she asked, her tone impatient.

"I.. I.." Jacob stammered, his eyes roaming desperately, looking everywhere but at his teachers face.

"I.. was just... massaging it!" he finally blurted out, face crimson. "Just massaging it."

"You were massaging your penis." Miss Myers said, her tone utterly flat and unamused.

"Y-yes. It's just so sore and.. stiff.. and stuff, from yesterday, that I.. I.." he said, trailing off a bit before rallying. "It just felt like it really needed to be massaged."

"For fifteen minutes?!" Alice asked, disbelievingly, from her seat.

Miss Myers just shook her head, closing her eyes, her frustration clear on her face.

"You were only massaging your stiff penis during class, not masturbating." she said, her voice dripping with scorn.

"Yes."

"Why, Jacob.. Why do you even try?" Miss Myers said, her shoulders slumping a little in disappointment as she opened her eyes and shook her head again, looking at her student.

"I.. I.. Well.. it's.."

"It's just so embarrassing." the boy finally said, quietly, face flaring an even brighter red. "Getting caught, I mean.."

"Then why on earth do you do it in the first place?" Miss Myers asked, almost pleadingly.

"Well, it's been three days since I.. uh, you know, and it's hard.. uh, not to.."

"Yes, I can see, quite clearly, how hard it is for you." Miss Myers said, acidly, staring down at the still slightly bruised and scuffed but quite erect penis before her. "Go to the corner. I don't even want to think about you right now."

--

Lunchtime arrived about fifteen minutes later, and it brought with it the opportunity for Miss Myers to punish Jacob for his actions.

"Miss Myers?" Alice called, sounding a bit guilty. "I.. uh, accidentally dropped my hot dog."

"Umm, sorry.." the girl finished, shrugging sheepishly.

The class was once again taking lunch in their classroom, eating the lunches that the school provided for them each day at noon. The meal was hot dogs, on a bun, with a side of fruit and milk to drink. The entire class was busily munching their way through their meals, with the exception of Alice, who stood, with an empty hot dog bun in one hand, looking in dismay down at the floor to her dropped wiener.

"Oh, dear.." Miss Myers said, patiently, as she walked over to the girl. "I don't suppose you could just rinse it off, could you?"

Strictly speaking, they weren't supposed to do such things, what with it being less than sanitary, but, budget cuts being what they were, there wasn't much in the way of extra food being prepared every day. The school's administration had made it very clear to the faculty that no extra meals would be provided to the students, either as seconds or as replacements (much to the annoyance of both the larger and older students, who might very well have need of a bit extra). Theoretically, the administration could justify this position by saying it promoted awareness and self-sufficiency in the students. Really, however, it was intended to save costs and just meant that when one of these inevitable little accidents happened, someone went hungry if the meal couldn't be salvaged.

"Umm, no. I don't think so." Alice said. "Jamie was walking by when it happened, and she stepped on it."

"It wasn't my fault!" the girl in question said, heatedly, from her own desk on Alice's left. "I didn't see it."

"It's pretty smushed." Alice said, glumly. "Jamie does have big, flappy feet, after all."

"I do not!" the girl cried in protest.

"Girls, girls." Miss Myers said, distractedly, trying to defuse the situation while she pondered what to do about it.

"Perhaps someone would be kind enough to share with you.." Miss Myers murmured, scanning the room.

Unfortunately, most of the students had already finished, or nearly finished, their meals. Even Jamie had already finished lunch; she had been returning from depositing her waste into the garbage can by the door when she stepped on the fallen frankfurter.

Then Miss Myers' eyes fell on Jacob, who was still standing in the corner, eyeing his classmates jealously. Students being punished, such as Jacob, weren't allowed lunch, so he couldn't share his with Alice. But perhaps, Miss Myers considered, he might be able to help his classmate out with her problem anyway.

"Jacob, come over here, please." Miss Myers said, loudly enough to be heard over the buzz and chatter of the rest of her class taking lunch.

Jacob shuffled over, warily, his steps small so as not to trip himself with his own pants. His hands were held protectively in front of his erection.

"What.. what do you want?" he asked, his eyes darting between Miss Myers and Alice, clearly worried about what was in store for him.

"Hands behind your back, please." Miss Myers instructed.

Jacob complied, slowly, his naked penis thrusting out towards the two women as his posture shifted. He gulped.

"Would this suit you, Alice? As a replacement?" Miss Myers asked, running one finger carelessly down the length of Jacob's erection, looking at the girl.

Alice blinked in surprise, then bent down a little, peering at the cock in question, obviously considering.

"Isn't there anything a bit.. larger?" she finally asked, straightening up.

Miss Myers sighed and shook her head.

"I'm afraid that it's this or nothing." she said, tapping the head of Jacob's penis. "I'd share my own lunch with you, but I didn't bring one today."

"I don't know.." the girl waffled. "It was on the ground for hours yesterday. I'll bet it's pretty dirty."

Miss Myers had to concede that the girl had raised a fair point. It wasn't an insurmountable one, however.

"If I give it a thorough scrubbing, would it then be acceptable?" she asked.

"I suppose so. I am fairly hungry." Alice replied. "Thank you, Miss Myers."

"You're quite welcome, dear." Miss Myers replied, smiling. "Just try to be more careful in the future."

"Ah, Miss Myers, what's going on?" Jacob said, a little breathlessly, as his teacher lead him by the penis, one hand firmly gripping his erection, to the classroom sink.

"Push yourself over the sink, then hold still." Miss Myers instructed, apparently ignoring the question.

Jacob did, and Miss Myers scrubbed him down, every inch of him, quite vigorously. She used the brush with the stiff bristles, even on his sensitive head, much to Jacob's dismay.

"Oww, oh, Miss Myers, please." Jacob wheezed, as his teacher's firm grip settled around his testicles and tugged them out, away from his body, as she scrubbed them thoroughly as well.

"There we go, all clean." Miss Myers said, after she finished drying him off. "Now, go back over to Alice and let her prepare this however she wants."

"Um, what do you mean? What am I doing?"

"Alice accidentally dropped her hot dog, so you're going to be filling in for it today. That is your punishment." Miss Myers said, flicking the end of Jacob's penis softly with the pad of her index finger.

"I.. What?" Jacob asked, obviously confused.

"For the rest of lunch, this is Alice's hot dog." Miss Myers said, impatiently, tapping her student's penis. "Now go over to her desk and let her do with it as she likes."

"I.. Okay, I suppose." Jacob said, now more bemused than confused.

"Good, I'm going back to my desk. Don't dawdle." Miss Myers stated, leaving him at the sink.

Jacob made his way back over to Alice, then steeled himself and thrust his erect member out towards to girl. He more than half expected her to squeal in disgust and slap it away, but, surprisingly, she didn't.

"I guess.. this is for you?" he asked, unsure.

"Oh, good. I've been waiting for that." Alice said, sounding pleased.

This was not at all what Jacob had expected to hear, and it flummoxed him a bit.

"You have? Umm.. What are you going to..?" he hesitatingly asked.

"Just hold still a moment." Alice instructed, as she picked up her empty bun and flipped it open.

She brought the bun up under her replacement hot dog, slotting the erect tube of flesh perfectly into its open top. She looked happy at how well it fit.

"Okay, hold the bun in place, please."

Jacob moved his hand towards the bun, but before he reached it, Alice stopped him.

"Wait, did you wash your hands?" she asked, suspiciously.

"Um, no?" Jacob replied, raising his eyebrows in surprise.

"Ugh, of course not." Alice said, with a snort of disgust. "Wait a moment."

The girl brought one of her napkins up, folded it around the bun, then repeated her earlier command.

"Hold the bun, please. And don't touch any part of it without the napkin!"

"Okay, jeez.." Jacob muttered, as he did so.

Alice eyed him, then picked up the packets of condiments that had come with her lunch. She tore open and emptied each one, slowly, carefully, and evenly, along the length of Jacob's erect penis. Jacob stared at her in bewildered fascination as she did this, his attention torn between watching her hands, as they brushed lightly along his member, and watching her tongue, which was once again poking slightly out of her mouth and pressed against her upper lip, as she concentrated on her task.

He found himself contemplating the attractive light pink color of her lips, and the even brighter pink of her tongue, his heart beginning to speed up, as certain facts began adding up in his mind.

She was treating his penis as if it were a hot dog, just as Miss Myers had said she would. And hot dogs went into people's mouths, so therefore, his penis, as her hot dog, would, at some point, probably in the near future, be going into her mouth. Her mouth, the one with the luscious pink lips and the soft pink tongue, would be on his penis.

He felt his penis begin to throb in time with his now racing heart, as he gazed, open mouthed, at his classmate's lips as they parted in a pleased sigh.

"There, that looks good." Alice said, happily. "You can let go of the bun now, I've got it."

They both looked, for a few moments, at the hot dog between them. The fact that his very pretty classmate was holding his penis, even if it was currently encased within a bun, and about to put it in her mouth, caused Jacob's turgid cock to throb and swell even further, and a little bead of pre-cum formed at the tip, pearly and glistening.

Then Alice bent, as Jacob's breath caught in his throat, and took the end of her new hot dog in her mouth.

For a moment or two, it was everything Jacob had hoped and dreamed it would be. Alice's soft lips closed gently around his glans, sucking on him softly, her breath tickling him as it puffed out through her nose, and her tongue darted out. Jacob felt his knees wobble as Alice ran her tongue under the head of his penis, then around and over it, inquisitive, licking and tasting at him curiously. It even flickered briefly at the very tip, collecting the little bead of his essence there and carrying it back into the girl's mouth, seemingly for further examination.

Alice made an approving humming sound in the back of her throat, as if pleased with what she was tasting.

Then she bit down. Hard.

While Jacob had managed to add up some of the facts of his current situation, he hadn't, unfortunately, managed to add up all of them. He may have realized that two and two together made four, but he had, in his libido addled mental state, over looked the fact that, in this case, four and four equaled ate.

"Ouch!" Jacob yelped, as he slammed the palm of his hand down onto Alice's forehead and pushed the girl's mouth from him, dragging her teeth across his cock head as he did so. "Ow, what're you doing?!"

"Hey, why'd you stop me?" Alice asked, glaring up at Jacob, or trying to, around his arm. "I'm hungry."

"You bit me!" Jacob accused, his tone a combination of shock and outrage.

"Well, of course I bit you!" Alice said, crossly, using her free hand to push Jacob's away from her forehead. "You are my hot dog, after all. What did you think I was going to do?"

"I.. I.." Jacob sputtered. "Well, not bite me, jeez!"

Alice eyed him, perplexed, then her eyes widened in realization.

"Wait, did you think I was going to..?" she asked, sounding scandalized, her mouth, with its pretty pink lips and tongue, falling open in astonishment.

When Jacob didn't reply to her, she narrowed her eyes and shook her head.

"Ugh, boys." she stated, simply, somehow managing to infuse an entire lifetime's worth of disgust into that last word.

"Now, hold still." she commanded, as she leaned back towards him, her mouth open and her small, perfect teeth gleaming.

"No!" Jacob protested, pushing her head back again with his palm.

"Stop it!"

"No, you stop it!"

"Quit squirming, I'm hungry."

"So am I, but that doesn't mean I can just go around biting people!"

"Miss Myers!" they both called out, together.

They heard an aggrieved sigh, then the sound of their teacher approaching.

"What is it now?" Miss Myers asked, sounding resigned.

"Alice bit me!" Jacob said, at the same time as Alice complained, "Jacob won't let me eat my hot dog!"

"Jacob." Miss Myers said, in a reasonable tone of voice. "Alice dropped her hot dog, so you're replacing it. What did you think happened to hot dogs?"

"I don't want my penis to get eaten!" Jacob said to Miss Myers, fervently.

"And I don't want to go without my lunch!" Alice said to Jacob, just as fervently.

"Jacob, you know that Alice suffers from low blood sugar. She needs to eat regularly." Miss Myers said, maintaining, against odds, her reasonable tone. "If she has low blood sugar this afternoon, she won't be able to concentrate and learn as well she should."

"You interrupted her learning earlier this morning, so your punishment is to do what you can to remedy that. Alice needs lunch, so you're going to provide it, which is entirely appropriate, I feel. If you don't want to have to do that, then you shouldn't have disrupted my class by masturbating and then lying to me, poorly, about it." Miss Myers finished, with her hands on her hips, her eyes narrowed and her tone firm.

"But.. I.." Jacob said, his mouth open and nearly speechless.

"Am I going to have to restrain you?" Miss Myers asked, rolling her eyes in frustration.

"Oh, do, please." Alice said, pleadingly. "Lunch will be over before I get my hot dog, at this rate."

"Very well. Hold still, Jacob."

"But..!"

Miss Myers produced a roll of masking tape, and taking Jacob's arms in hand, began taping them together thoroughly behind his back. The boy, his expression shocked and disbelieving, didn't offer more than a few, feeble struggles against his teacher.

"Mi.. Miss Myers.." he said, pleadingly, looking back at his teacher, while Alice continued to hold on to her hot dog, watching.

"Could you do up his mouth, too? I don't want his whining to put me off my appetite." Alice asked, after a moment.

Miss Myers complied, sticking several strips of tape across the boy's mouth, then running the whole roll around his head twice, muffling his pleading.

"There." Miss Myers said, satisfied. "Enjoy your lunch, Alice."

"Thank you, Miss Myers." Alice said, smiling brightly up at her teacher.

"You're very welcome, dear."

Miss Myers left them there, with Jacob bound and restrained within tape, his hips thrust out and his eyes pleading, and with Alice staring hungrily at her lunch, licking her lips.

"Finally." Alice said, then leaned back down towards her hot dog.

Jacob was unable to prevent Alice biting him. There was no soft suckle, no curious tongue flitting over his flesh, teasing as it tasted him, this time. She simply closed her mouth over the end of his penis, which stuck out just slightly past the hot dog bun, nibbled on him briefly, then bit off the front half of his glans.

"Mmph!" was all the protest that could be heard from him. He tried to pull his hips away, but discovered, too late, that Miss Myers had even taken the time to tape him, quite securely, to Alice's desk. He couldn't escape.

Alice, ignoring the muffled whining and struggles of the boy attached to her hot dog, chewed on her mouthful of meat, slowly, her expression thoughtful, considering. Then she swallowed it.

Jacob watched in horrified disbelief as his pretty classmate chewed and swallowed down a part of his penis, then went back for more. With her second bite, she nipped a little more of his cock head off, quite cleanly, along with some bun and condiments. Her chewing was less slow, less thoughtful, and she swallowed him down faster, and went for another bite. And then another. Each bite caused the boy to "Mmph!" into his improvised gag, and buck against his restraints, his wide eyes locked on to his gradually shrinking manhood and the girl eating it.

His glans was gone in the first four bites, more quickly than he would have believed. When Alice started in on the shaft of his penis, however, her pace slowed and the size of her bites shrank. The girl seemed to be spending a lot more time chewing each bite too, before finally swallowing it down. It appeared that now she had finally gotten started on it, she was in no hurry to finish her hot dog off. She even paused, for a few minutes, to drink some of her milk and eat half her apple, before continuing on, slowly but steadily, with her entree.

This lasted for ten or fifteen minutes, until Alice got down the the last inch or so of her hot dog. Apparently deciding that she was tired of her slow nibbling, she took the rest of Jacob's penis off all at once, burrowing her nose and chin into his groin in an effort to capture as much of his flesh between her teeth as she could. The wad of cock meat, bun, and condiments made a large bulge in her cheeks as she worked her jaws hard, chewing it, slowly and surely, down into paste.

Jacob watched, whimpering in utter disbelief, as Alice swallowed the last of his penis, its bulge visible as it traveled down her throat. The girl then let out a pleased sigh, licked her lips clean, and patted her belly, obviously satisfied.

"How was your hot dog?" asked Jamie, who was leaning back in her seat and idly flipping through a teen fashion magazine. The girl's tone of voice was absently conversational, as if she was simply inquiring about the weather to pass the time.

"Hmm." Alice mused, rubbing her chin lightly with her index finger. "Well, the tip was fairly tender, but the rest was quite chewy."

"Oh." replied Jamie, not looking up from her magazine. "How did it taste, though?"

"Not like anything particularly special. It wasn't horrible or anything, but.." Alice stated, trailing off at the end, as though considering what exactly her hot dog would have needed to make it more palatable. "It probably would have been better cooked. Less chewy, certainly."

"Well, it can't have been as bad as the ones they served us from the cafeteria." Jamie said, dismissively. "I think they make those out of saw dust, wax, and out-of-date bullion cubes."

"That's true." Alice agreed. "I just wish mine had been a bit more substantial, is all.."

She stared at the spot where her hot dog had been attached to the boy in front of her. Now, instead of a rigid pole of male flesh, there was only an empty spot on Jacob's crotch, with a slight depression, which was where she had bitten her last bite of meat from, just above his loose, hanging testicles.

Alice tilted her head to the side slightly, then quirked her eyebrows up in interest. She reached out with one hand and cupped the soft orbs of flesh, hefting and weighing them appraisingly in the cradle of her fingers. She turned them back and forth, as if inspecting a piece of fruit for blemishes, and squeezed them gently, curiously, feeling them slide around in their sack.

"Miss Myers?" Alice called. "I'm still a bit hungry. May I have the testes as well?"

Jacob, who had been more or less in a state of shock at the loss of his penis, had started rousing from it as he felt his gonads be gently manipulated by Alice's soft, warm hand. His head shot up at her words, and he shook it back and forth, in desperate negation.

"Mmph?!"

"I don't see why not." Miss Myers replied, her own tone as absent as Jamie's had been, not bothering to look up from her novel.

"Mmph!" came Jacob's muffled protest "Mph mmph!"

"Thank you." Alice said.

Then the girl gently lifted up the sack before her, isolated just one testicle, and inserted it, still in its protective layer of skin, into her mouth.

And then she chewed.

Jacob, who had been struggling back and forth, went rigid, his back bowed and his head thrown back, as Alice's small, strong, perfectly white and perfectly straight teeth began grinding his left nut into the consistency of apple sauce. Her steady chewing went on for nearly a minute before the thin, but tough, skin of Jacob's scrotum gave way. Alice sucked the pulped remains of the entire testicle, which was still somehow attached and sending agonized sensations to its owner, into her mouth, to chew on it a bit more. She only nipped it free of its connective cord just as she started swallowing it.

To Jacob, having his crushed gonad finally be bitten loose and swallowed was an astounding relief. The amount of pain the thing had been sending him as his classmate chewed it up had been all out of proportion to its size, which was exactly what one would expect from a testicle, after all. His chest heaved, and he sobbed out pathetic sounding "Mmph"s in a steady stream. Having his testicle be eaten had taken so much out of him that he could barely muster a protest when he felt his remaining orb slip, still whole, out of its sack and into Alice's warm mouth.

Then, despite his feeble writhing, she chewed, and chewed, and chewed, and eventually, swallowed the remnants of his remaining teste as well.

Her final act during her lunchtime meal was to slurp up Jacob's entire empty scrotum, every bit of loose skin, then bite it off as close to his crotch as she could. She chewed on it steadily, the loose skin half filling her mouth, like it was gum. After several more minutes, she finally swallowed that too, feeling the last of Jacob's contribution to her recommended daily values slide down her throat, with satisfaction.

"How were those?" Jamie asked, her tone actually moderately interested now. She had, apparently, run out of magazine.

"Interesting." Alice said. "Savory, and very rich. Sort of like a raw egg, only with semen instead of egg white."

"That doesn't sound very good." said Jamie, pulling a face.

"I did say interesting, not good." replied Alice, with a laugh and a face of her own. "Still better than the school hot dogs, though."

"Well, that's not a particularly high bar." Jaime said, laughing as well.

Jacob, head swimming, still restrained, stared down at where his manhood had been at the beginning of lunch, just a short time ago. All that was left now was smooth, slightly reddened skin, as if his poor penis and testicles had never even existed in the first place. Though the memory of the pain of having his cock and balls eaten was still flowing through him, the actual pain was fading rapidly down mere soreness, as there simply wasn't anything left down there of his to actually feel pain any more.

He stared blearily at his two classmates, who were laughing and chatting together happily, who so easily dismissed his plight with such casual disregard; because he'd earned it all. He had disrupted class, lied about it, and been punished for it. Now, the only thing that remained of his manhood was a small lump of masticated meat, slowly dissolving within the stomach of the smiling, pretty girl in front of him, which would nourish her and allow her to concentrate on her studies. For this one afternoon, at least.

His experience, however harsh it had been, had finally taught him one thing. He had learned his lesson. He would never lie about masturbating, ever again.

END

Author's Note:

This one came out of pretty much the same place as my last story, "The Vacuum Incident". Like it, this one is oddly bloodless, despite the fact that cocks and balls are getting removed left and right. What can I say? Sometimes I simply like my ultra violence a little more cartoony, and a little less realistic. I suppose that perhaps I just get tired (lazy?) of having to invent excuses to not have the de-cockee bleed to death within a few minutes, so I take the easy way out by ignoring the issue altogether, ha ha.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy it.

And please remember not to masturbate in class. Miss Myers IS watching, you know.

4 - Outtakes (Things that could've made it into the main story, but didn't.)

"Miss Myers, our shuttlecock broke." Alice said, her tone apologetic.

She approached her teacher, with her partner, Jamie, trailing behind her, looking vaguely guilty. The shuttlecock, what was left of it, was in pieces in the second girl's hand.

"Well, drat." Miss Myers said, looking dismayed. "We haven't got any spares."

"I guess you'll just have to share with some.. one.." Miss Myers started to say, her words trailing off as she caught sight of Jacob, who stood at the edge of the badminton courts, in his normal school clothes, his pants around his ankles and his penis still (still!) erect. The boy was peering lecherously at the nearby girls when they weren't looking, waiting for his teacher to find a suitable punishment for him.

"Hmm, one moment, girls." Miss Myers said, as she walked towards her wayward student. "I think that I've found just the thing."

Jacob was happily admiring the girls of the class, who, in their P.E. tennis whites, all looked quite appealing. Including and especially Miss Myers. It was particularly frustrating for him, though, because he had to watch, not daring to touch his painfully erect penis, as the girls ran, jumped, lunged, and bent over in their tight shirts, cute little shoes, and short, short skirts, with absolutely nothing else to distract him. He had been hoping to perhaps sneak away, to resume what he had been interrupted doing earlier, while Miss Myers' attention was elsewhere, but it seemed unlikely.

Especially since she was now walking towards him purposefully. He gulped, suddenly worried.

"Mi.. Miss Myers?" he asked, as she stopped in front of him.

"Jacob, don't speak. Just don't." his teacher instructed, firmly. "I'm still quite peeved at you for interrupting class earlier today. Fortunately, I've discovered a way for you to be punished and to still be involved with P.E. class, so at least you won't get a failing grade today for non-participation."

"Now, hold still." Miss Myers instructed, brusquely.

Then she produced a knife. A silver, shining, and quite wickedly sharp looking knife. From where, he had no idea. Miss Myers then bent down, with it in hand, towards his erect penis.

"Miss Myers!" Jacob said, panicking and holding his hands over himself protectively. "W-w-wait!"

His teacher paused, then rolled her eyes at the boy, exasperated.

"Oh, for goodness sake, Jacob." she said. "It's just a Qknife. It won't be permanent."

"Now, move your hands and hold still."

Jacob complied, hesitatingly, still not completely reassured, but obeying.

Miss Myers, impatient, bushed his hands aside, took a firm grip near the base of her student's cock, then with a simple swipe from the knife, disconnected it from him entirely.

Jacob yelped, startled by the sensation, but not in pain.

"There, was that so bad?" His teacher asked, bouncing his member in her hand a few times, as she turned from him.

"Um, what are you going to do with my penis?" Jacob asked her, nervously. He could still feel his teacher's hand on his cock, warm and strong, and it was a bit disconcerting.

"For the rest of P.E., this is no longer your penis." Miss Myers said, holding his member firmly, her tone disapproving, and shaking it at him. "It is now just a shuttlecock, for your peers to use as needed."

"Uhm.. oh." Jacob said, then gulped.

He watched as, a few moments later, Miss Myers handed his penis to Alice, who's hand felt slightly smaller, but even more pleasantly warm, on his penis. While he was no longer physically attached to it, he could feel everything happening to it. Alice smiled at her teacher, thanking her, then looked down at the erect cock in her hands, also bouncing it up and down in her palm, testing its weight. Then the girl turned to Jacob, winked at him, and tossed it high into the air.

Half a moment later, she slapped it with her racket, hard, completely across the court to her opponent, Jamie.

Who slapped it back.

Jacob let out a wheezing breath as the pain of each impact rocked him. He folded up, his hands and arms cradling themselves over his crotch, uselessly, as the girls batted his disconnected cock back and forth across their court, only occasionally missing.

Unfortunately, P.E. had started less than half an hour ago, which meant that he still had nearly two hours of torment to endure.

Things, he thought, just couldn't get any worse.

Which is when he noticed Miss Myers standing over him.

"Jacob, another shuttle cock broke." she said. "Spread your legs for a moment, please."

"Wh-why?" he croaked, through the pain his penis was enduring.

"So I can let Jennifer and Laura use your testicles as a replacement, obviously." Miss Myers said, absolutely no pity in her tone.

"Oh." thought Jacob. "Oh, crap."

It was going to be a long P.E. session.

--

"Miss Myers, my pencil broke." said Alice.

"Hmm. I haven't any spares, so I suppose you'll just have to use Jacob as a replacement, for now." Miss Myers replied.

"Will that work?"

"Penis, pencil, what's the difference?"

"Miss Myers, this penis is dull." Alice reported, a moment later. "I can hardly write with it at all."

"Well, dear, I suppose you'll just have to sharpen it then."

"Oh, okay. Thank you."

--

"Miss Myers, my desk is wobbly." said Alice.

"Jacob, be a dear and place your penis under the short leg of Alice's desk, please." replied Miss Myers.

"Aww, now it's wobbly the other way."

"Well, just put your weight on the too tall corner and bounce on it a few times. I'm sure that will even everything up perfectly."

"Okay. Thanks, Miss Myers!"

--

"Miss Myers, the school bus is broke down on a steep hill, and the parking break isn't working! Whatever will we do?" asked Alice, worry in her voice.

"If only we had something to chock the wheels of this enormous bus, which happens to be parked on broken glass and rusty nails, with." said Miss Myers, shaking her head sadly.

Then Miss Myers and Alice both turned to look at Jacob, who was sitting alone near the back of the bus, his pants around his ankles, with his penis erect and jutting upwards, as if it was just begging for it.

"What?" he asked.

END Outtakes