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Any male or female teacher you crush on farts on you as discipline
Created: May 23rd, 2014 at 11:25 pm
Modified: June 28th, 2022 at 8:47 am
Any male or female teacher you crush on farts on you as discipline This is an interactive story containing 79 chapters . Each chapter tells part of the story and often ends with multiple choices. Make a choice and move to the next chapter in your story. When you reach a chapter that hasn't been written yet, don't be shy... make an addition!
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Surely you've fantasized about a male or female teacher you find hot punishing you. But for those who want their teachers farting on you for cutting class, missing homework or anything else, please add to this story. Your teacher can be male or female, but it is advised that you do not use their real name. You can describe what they look like and their personalities, or make up something if you don't find your teacher's hot, but it might be a violation of their personal rights to use their real names.
Here are the Rules:
As I said, no real names
No sex, even though I'm a big fan, just farting in this story
You can have sexual thoughts about your teacher and enjoy the torture, or not
Their butts can be bare, and you can cuss if your character does not enjoy the torture
Also, about the first rule, just use last names, no first names even if they are made up
Have fun!!
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You liked the idea of a baby sitter coming over, you hated it when your mum left you on your own with no one to play with.
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*ding dong*
The door bell rang and you raced to the door.
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MOTHER'S FART SNIFFERS
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it was an enjoyable read hope theres a sequal but its ur call fella
PART1
I wasn't really looking forward to the
new school year, as it was my last year in this school, i was well
known and very respected kid in there, with a few enemies but everyone
has enemies i mean nobody is perfect. Well i was taking part in lots of
new classes and activities. The school i was in was called 'Fingal CC'
and the school was quite big, there was 30 rooms including a Library,
Cantine and Gym hall. It was a mixed school and there was around 570
students, there was aproximietly around 30-40 teachers, most were women
from 20s to 50s.
I didn't really fancy any teachers
untill i took part in Extra English class, the teacher was maybe 21 or
22 her name was Ms,Doulaigh, she had long blonde hair and blue eyes, she
had good sense in fashion and always wore like 'Pumps, Sandals and
Buffalo's'. Well let's get on with the story...
It was the first day of school after a long warm summer and the thoughts in my head that school was to begin was just awfull
I woke up monday morning got dressed and went to catch the bus,once i
arrived at the school i went to check what classes i was in.
And as i'm looking i see that today i have 'Double Gymnastics, Computers, Maths, History, Computers and double Extra English'
So i rushed to my first class wich was Gymnastics, we just did what we
wanted becouse nobody had their gear. So i played basketball as others
played football.
When the class was over i then rushed to the computer room, we just
typed and did the usual stuff, although the day went by so slow.
But i was already on my second last class which was Extra English, as
soon as i walked in Ms,Doulaigh was standing beside the door greeting
everybody.
Hello class Hi Ms Okay take out your text books and open on page 2 Okay what do we do? Do questions 1-5 Okay Ms
I just sat there becouse i was too tired to write after a long day, and
then something cought my eyes, it was Ms,Doulaigh's feet, she wore
yellow flip flops which were extremely sexy,
So i just sat there the whole class and stared at her gorgous feet, and
then i heard the bell, and as im just about to leave the classroom and
go home the teacher stopped me.
Hey Chris why where you looking at my feet for the whole two classes? No i wasn't Ms You were i saw you
Look i truely wasn't If you don't own up and answer my question your going to be in detention everyday for the rest of your shool year What you can't do that
Of course i can im a teacher, i just make something up and you could get even suspended Thats not fair though Ain't life a bitch? im still waiting for an answer you know? Okay Ms Im sorry for looking at your feet but they're so preety and i just couldn't get my eyes of them Preety hmm HaHa okay, well if you had an oportunity to be at my feet what woul'd you do? Well i would i would kiss your feet then slowly inhale the smell,
the i would lick every inch of your feet and then you can do something
you like to me Aww you would really do all those things for me? Yes Ms i mean why not like? Well maybe becouse you wouldn't get paid? i don't know Ms you do not need to pay me, infact i can pay you
Wooow you would pay me to be at my stinky feet? Yes Ms Okay Deal Awesome Ms, i will not let you down
Without permission i went on my knees and took her flip flops off, i
then took both of her feet and pressed them against my face and slowly
inhaling the smell,
As i was doing that she was a bit shocked but at the same time she was smiling and giggling.
WoW that feels amazing kid Well i haven't shown you all the skills i have yet
Aww well what does my feet smell like? Hmm roses Omg your so sweet hun Well
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