#taller girls

Folks seemed to love the first one and I always like writing massively endowed ladies, so I decided to continue the story! Enjoy! 

Premise:Sam’s life in a high school filled with hyper hung, hyper fertile ladies continues. There’s no rest for him! Even when he tries to wash out the smell of his teacher’s balls out of his face, the big bad bully bitch of the school is after him…

Contains:Hyper Cock, Futanari, Chubby Girls, Taller Girls, Bullying, Hyper Balls, Huge Cum Shots, Ball Face Sitting

Length: ~3500 Words

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The smell was inescapable. That overpowering aroma of body and sweat lingered so heavily.

Sam hovered his hand below the soap dispenser. The machine let out a fresh droplet of foam. His fingers dove back for the sink, diluted the cleaning product with water, then splashed the foamy liquid across his face. His fingers tried so hard to rub in the suds and rid himself of his teacher’s aroma.

A paper towel dried his face. Sam took a deep breath. He could still clearly smell the mix of cum, pre, sweat, and skin he’d been baking under for the last 50 minutes. Even after all that, after his fifth attempt to clean his face and pores, he still had the same scent as Ms. Amber’s gigantic sweaty nuts.

“FUCK!” Sam yelled in frustration in the dim, empty boy’s bathroom.

These women were downright superhuman. How did they all get cocks so massive? How were they able to casually blast away pints as if it were nothing from those gargantuan arm-length cocks? How did their ball sweat and spunk flat out stain his skin like this!? He couldn’t escape the aroma of cocks, and it was making him frustratingly hard! He had enough problems with ladies taking their pent up stress out on him. He didn’t need to have an uncontrollable erection from the lingering scent of teacher nuts signaling to all of them he wanted more!

Maybe his method of cleaning was insufficient. Perhaps it was best to apply water to his face, then scrub with a soapy hand, then wash it all away? Sam had no idea, but it was at least something to try.

The high school senior cupped his hands together as the sink filled them with hot water. He splashed the liquid across his face. Eyes closed shut, he extended a hand to the soap dispenser. Liquid filled his hand. He darted it back to his face and rubbed it into…

Wait… this one wasn’t soap.

Sam felt that unmistakable sticky feeling of water-diluted semen crash against his cheeks. He had just washed his face with girl cum!

The poor femboy groaned and complained as his hands darted for paper towels. A trio of laughs started to break out to his right. He dried his face, leaving a second lady’s pheromones caking his face. His gaze darted for these mystery culprits.

They got the first move. “Hey dweeb! If you want me to cum all over your face, all you have to do is ask! Hahahahaha!”

Urgh, he should have known! Sam hated these pranksters! Why did the biggest bully in the whole school have to target him like this!?

Standing before Sam, looming over him with an extra 6 inches of height, was the meanest bitch in the whole school. Debra! How had Sam not heard her waiting for him!? She was so tall with big wide hips and thick legs guiding everything! How did she always manage to sneak in like a ghost and surprise him?

Now Sam was in for it. Debra wasn’t a typical goon like what Sam had outrun or outsmarted in high school. Debra had wit to back up her grit. She was always so snide and so confident, and her clever nature always seemed to turn around any attempted insults into inadvertent self-owns. If you pointed out how her clothes were tragically undersized, she’d threaten to beat  the shit out of you and make you wear them instead. If you mocked her twintails, dyed a bright pink, for hardly looking intimidating, she’d yank your hair and force you against her nuts. Worst of all, if you poked fun at her pudgy tummy or anything to do with her weight… she got absolutely furious. Debra was an unstoppable tank, balled up into the form of a tan high school senior girl, ready to steamroll. All Sam could control now was how much of her wrath he incited.

Yet, even with her girth that could break a man’s neck with her ass cheeks, the main feature, the tank’s cannon, was shoved between those round meaty thighs. It was impossible to miss, given Debra’s belt of a micro skirt and her aversion to anything underwear. Debra’s cock was a sight to behold, tilting off at an angle, huge and long enough to mistake it as one of her legs. It was the centerpiece of such a mighty pile of women. It’s sheer thickness had earned it the title of “the jawbreaker” among the high school’s stream of gossip. Normal logic would dictate that the poor saps who got in her way and ended up with jaw problems just took one of her knockout knuckles. Rumors insisted instead she had a tendency to shove that massive python down faces until they squealed for mercy.

Debra’s balls were mature for a lady of her age, already sporting Ms. Amber’s mid-30s sized girl nuts at the mere age of 18. They were gigantic cantaloupes constantly churning fresh gametes for her perma-erect cock to sloppily leak wherever she went. Stationary it was bad enough, but her legs were contending for so much space around that area, just the simplest motions often lead to her nuts being squeezed and smashed in between her thigh meat. Walking was borderline masturbation. Running after some punk was a hands free joy ride. And, whenever she finally collided with some stupid punk dumb enough to fight back against her, it ensured her whole length was nice and ready to paint a nerd white.

Now here she was, having snuck into the bathroom with two cronies Sam didn’t even recognize. Turns out an almost always abandoned boys bathroom was effortless to sneak into with only one boy in the school. Now that Debra’s cum faucet of a cock had washed her little bitch’s face, she was ready for more.

“How’s it hanging, jizz sock?” Debra prodded. “Heard Alyssa here pranked you into getting the teacher to sit on you. Pretty great plan, huh?”

Urgh, he should have known that girl in his class was one of Debra’s goons!

Sam fought back. “It was pretty cliche. Figured you’d do something more creative than making the teacher fuck herself again.”

“Wowwww! He thinks it was CLICHE girls!” Mocked Debra, turning back to her two friends. “We got a little boy here so addicted to getting nuts in his face and cum on his bod, he can JUDGE the quality of these things!”

The trio laughed. Sam’s cheeks turned red.

Debra jumped on that tiny hint of embarrassment. “Aww c’mon now! Don’t be embarrassed! We all know you don’t like cocks that much. You’re just here to study! …Study what a REAL DICK looks like, you little shrimp clittied baby!”

More laughs. Sam got redder. His mouth couldn’t help itself but leap into action.

Mumbles. A thoroughly steamed Sam mumbled something under his breath. It was all just meant to be some personal snide remark to cool himself off before confronting his megacocked bully more wisely, but it wasn’t meant to be. As that sentence concluded, Debra’s eyes went wide. Her pupils went tiny. A big, bright, horrifying smile spread across her face. She’d heard him.

“Oh! What was that now? Can you speak up for the rest of the class?” Debra taunted.

Sam tried to avoid confrontation. It didn’t work. Debra got louder.

Debra shouted. “Hey condom bitch! Speak up! We can’t hear you when you’re gargling all that cum in your mouth!”

Debra’s friends laughed. Sam’s cheeks puffed out, as if he’d just barely stopped himself from letting everything out.

Debra pounced. “Babydick little twerp can’t get it out! Oooh, it’s so cute! Maybe when you’re a real man, you’ll have the fuckin’ BALLS to talk to my face and-”

Sam was too outraged! “I’d rather be a bit smaller down there than have a gut like yours!”

Debra and her friends paused. They couldn’t believe it. They all started to smile, just a little bit of fear in the gaze of the two spectators for this whole ordeal. They knew what came next.

“Yeah nerd. Your lunch money buys some tasty stuff. Maybe you should try it instead of constantly guzzling cum all the time.” Debra retorted.

Debra and her goons started to surround Sam. Debra thoroughly invaded Sam’s personal space, drowning out all other sights with her menacing face and sizable bust. He could feel her cock pressing against his pants.

“Trying to rag on the belly again, huh? What’ve you got against a girl with some meat on her bones? Little horny asshole here gets into a school with all girls and tries to make ‘em feel ashamed of their bodies at such a vulnerable part of their lives! What a fuckin’ loser.”

In that moment, Debra’s glare could kill.

“Well fuckface, I’m awfully happy with my body. I can nut enough in a single cumshot to knock up every girl you’ve ever had the hots for. I can drown out every little wimpy fucking wiggler in that fucking white piss you call cum with a drop of my spunk. And a growing girl like me needs a lot of energy to do that~ And she needs big fucking cheeks like these so she can crush the skulls of shrimp dicks like you under her fat. Fucking. ASS!”

POW! An iron-fisted blow launched with breakneck speed right into Sam’s gut!

Sam recoiled in pain as all the wind left his body, trying desperately to process the blow he’d just taken. He would have fallen to the floor, had Debra’s crowd not grabbed him by the shoulders to keep him propped up against the bathroom counter.

Debra’s expression turned soft. She took Sam by the chin and angled his face directly to her smirk.

“So, how about you give me that money you had for lunch and a soda at the vending machine. Then, we’ll call it even for your little insult earlier, hmm?”

Sam hesitated for a bit. He actually really did want that meal today… He looked off to the side. His answer wasn’t fast enough for Debra. She focused on things farther south to open his mouth.

“Oh hmm, it looks like our cocks are touching, Sammy-boy.” She noted.

Debra pulled away just a bit. She was still entirely too close, but now not suffocating Sam under her might, as well as leaving enough room for him to see his crotch. Indeed, Sam’s erect cock bulge in his shorts was pressing against Debra’s giant naked anaconda of a cock.

Sam could feel the bully moving. It seemed she decided her victim didn’t deserve to have pants on while she confronted them. Her hands yanked the top button off of his jeans, then pulled his pants to the floor. A clothed erection, wet at the tip from snorting cocks all day, greeted her.

The bully grew bolder. She had already fully abandoned any respect for his space, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t make him feel totally powerless. Her hands dove under that waistband. Her fingers grabbed that cock and pulled it out of its cotton prison. Her own dick drew nearer, and pressed its mighty girth against the boy’s manhood.

“Fuuuuuuck! Look at that thing!” Debra chuckled. “You’re lucky most girls with slits haven’t been spread open by a lady dick before. I think anyone who gets a taste of that cramming up their cunt will leave you pussy-free for life!”

Debra’s cronies laughed. Sam was just wallowing in a paralyzing shame, one so thick any attempt at a comeback died in his throat. He was helpless in front of his bully.

YOINK!

A sudden swift movement after all that slow burning, intimate teasing caught Sam off guard. He snapped out of that lull of smoldering humiliation to see his cash was gone. Debra’s fingers were $3 richer!

Sam looked back up at the menacing figure of muscular, chubby fear before him. She had the biggest smile on her face.

“Thanks for the payment!” Taunted Debra. “Time to enjoy your lunch~”

Debra, with the aid of her friends at Sam’s sides, picked him up off of his feet like a rag doll. Sam tried to kick away in defiance… but no! Wrong move! Just as soon as the boy had gone up, he went right back down, this time with feet off the ground and knees ready to bend. Down he went, now parked on his shins. His face was at eye level with Debra’s raging, meaty, thick and erect cock…

“No! “Stop, motherfucker!” Sam raged.

“That’s right Sammy-boy! I’m gonna fuck your mother after I cum all over your face!” Debra laughed.

Sam got too angry “Fuck off! If I put something that big in my mouth, I’ll be as fat as you!”

The trio couldn’t believe it. A little pause followed, the most ominous silence Sam had ever endured. Every single split second had him cursing his dumb internalized high school cruelty selecting another weight insult. It was time for him to pay for just about every fat joke he’d heard, let alone made, in his life.

“Ho-ly SHIT!” Debra laughed. “This is THE DUMBEST motherfucker on the planet! You’re really gonna mock a girl like that when she’s about to impregnate your throat!?”

Sam panicked. “No, Debra, no! I didn’t mean it! It was a reflex! I’m aware that body weight isn’t something to tease someone about, especially when it ccmms-tttl-grrrrgglglggl!”

Sam’s frantic apology was cut short by Debra sticking her gigantic shaft right against his lips. A push forward by Debra’s pals and his yapper was parting wide over that cockhead. His speech was quickly muffled, first by the flesh gag stifling any noise, then by the sheer volume of cockmeat filling his face.

“I WAS going to just have you lick that tip until you get a liquid lunch. Now though? Maybe a brat like you deserves something a little more solid!” Debra smirked.

Sam wanted to push back or grumble in anger, but… no! Making any noise but a rumble in his throat would involve too much flexing of his jaw. Making sound with just the few modicums of free space in his mouth was too much. Sam didn’t have that spare room, lest he flex his jaw to the point of damaging it. As silence took him over, he stared back up at the scornful lass, completely defenseless from her warth.

“You feel that?” Debra began. “You feel just how full your mouth is with all that cock in your face?”

Sam couldn’t nod to acknowledge her. He did dart his eyes down though, to see how much of that python she’d fit in his face.

Holy shit, this was barely anything past the cockhead!

Sam looked back, sweating and panicked at where this seemed to be going.

“There’s a lot left, isn’t there cum rag?” Debra continued. “Man, I have to train the cheerleaders for weeks to take it down half way without hurting them. But hey, I can go full speed with your big, fat mouth, right?

Oh fuck! Debra was really going to cram that thing as deep as it’d go! His body had taken a lot: ejaculations that felt like gut punches, hours underneath heavy lady nuts… but something thicker than his arm being shoved down his face!? That was dangerous! Sam needed an escape. He needed some sort of flattery that’d come off as sincere, anything to put a single thought of mercy into Debra’s head!

Then, he heard something. He heard a slosh, and the sound of liquid churning. An idea! Perhaps Debra might take a bit more mercy on her cock sleeve if he reminded her he could also be used as a ball massager…

Sam’s hands reached out. Debra’s allies nearly swatted them back down, but they took mercy as they noticed what exactly he was doing. His open palms reached forward and grabbed onto those gigantic girl balls, those big heavy ovals like cantaloupes hanging from Debra’s crotch. He gave them a squeeze and sunk his hands into their warmth, then kneaded and shoved them around, even rubbing them against each other as if they were flint rocks.

To Sam’s delight, Debra flinched. Her wicked, smug smile contorted just a bit, as if just a percentage of genuine glee was making its mark on her face. She took a moment to savor the stimulation. She took a deep breath as she felt her bulging nuts bask in the hands of her little plaything, ballsack blooming even more full of semen as her body readied to fire…

Sam could feel the cock threatening to sodomize his esophagus twitch and dilate in his jaw. A shot of hot, salty liquid squirted out with some speed, then steadied into an ooze out Debra’s urethra. She was pre nutting inside his mouth! Or, well, pre nutting directly into his throat. So much was sunk in his face, her cock had bypassed his mouth at this point. What mattered though was that she was absolutely into it.

“God, you want to grope my balls that badly? I thought you didn’t like dicks.” Debra scoffed.

Sam made direct eye contact with Debra as his hands continued to mash around her ballsack.

“I know what you’re doing you little pipsqueak.” Debra called out. “You’re trying to win me over enough I don’t crack you in half, huh?”

Sam’s gaze shot off to the side. He’d been caught.

“At least the little dumbass ball polisher is smart enough to know how to not get impaled on a dick.” She continued.

It seemed as though Sam might be off the hook, not that Debra had any plans on making that easy…

That smirk turned to a growl. “If I ever - EVER - hear you making fun of my weight or anyone else’s, I’m going to cram this fucking thing down your asshole face until your mouth’s a goddamn pipe to your bloated fucking condom stomach. Got it motherfucker?”

Sam tried his hardest to make a pre nut gargle in his throat that sounded like a yes.

“Make sure you got it, dumbass, because anyone with a fucking brain would have learned last time I don’t fuck around, I just fuck bitches like you. You got it? You got it you fuckwad piece of shit!? You got it you lousy little, ball-massaging, cock-sucking, cum slurping skank!?

Sam couldn’t will up another gargle like he just had. Oxygen deprivation from having this much penis violating him was making his face go blue.

“Tell me you’re fucking sorry with my cock clogging your face, asswipe!” Debra shouted.

“Mmph…  Mmmrpf Sphsrrph” Sam weekly grunted, spending his last reserves of air on Debra’s wish.

Debra’s sweet smile came back. “Good~”

With dominance thoroughly established, Debra withdrew her length from Sam’s overstretched maw. A loud gasp for air filled the room as Sam’s lungs desperately scrambled to refill his body with air. Maybe such a sharp intake wasn’t a great idea. Sam could outright taste the trio’s sweaty balls in the air, somehow a perfectly distinct flavor on his tongue even after a mouthful of Debra’s cock. Oh, but who even cared? Finally, he was free of these three atrocious bullies…

Well, actually…

“Fuck! I need to nut already.” Debra complained.

“Want us to hold him steady, boss?” One of the duo still gripping Sam by the shoulders asked.

Debra shook her head. “Too boring. Where’s this fucker’s backpack?”

As Debra broke away from the others to find Sam’s belongings, the other two girls were finally too frisky to resist their own urges any longer. They piled on him. One sat on Sam’s crotch and rubbed her own sizable double-fist sized balls against his cock. The other decided to claim Sam’s face as her throne, but with a little twist. The boss would absolutely want Sam to see what she did next. So, instead of eclipsing his head in another pressure heater of lady nuts, she kept her body weight on her knees and angled herself so that only his mouth was covered by sweaty girl balls. Sam could hear the duo frotting and kissing not long after.

Then, Sam got an eyeful of Debra’s substitute revenge. She finagled his backpack’s zipper in just the perfect way to form a sizable hole into his belongings. Then… Debra plunged her cock inside it! Oh my god, she was fucking his backpack! Instinctually he shouted in rebellion, but that only got him blowing into her crony’s balls with force. He could only watch in horror as all his books, his laptop, his spare changes of clothes were all just moments away from doom.

SPLURT~!

Sam looked away. He didn’t want to even think about navigating the school with a bag full of cum right now.

Debra, noticing this, plopped the ruined, bloated, stinking, white fluid filled sack right in front of Sam’s face.

“That’s gonna be your mouth real soon.” Debra smirked. “And your ass even sooner.”