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CHEERLEADERS OF DEATH
The golden rule is; that money will always make available all
aspects possible to spend said money for no other gain than
that said money spent is once again gained.
The rich and wealthy, as if there was a difference between
rich and wealthy, of Delta City had many young daughters who
were very beautiful and very charming and very stupid.
Still stupid or not they needed the documents of education to
accessorize their soon to be inherent wealth. Wealth that in
turn made any actual intelligence irrelevant.
To meet this need and ends there was The Delta City Young
Miss Academy. A very exclusive and obscenely expensive privet
school funded mostly by unwitting tax payers money set in the
most opulent grounds on the most choice real estate alongside
the Delta River with the gates emblazoned with the proud
motto; GRADUATION GUARANTEED (just as soon as the check
clears.)
Here very wealthy parents could send their less than stelar
dull stars to bask in the luxury of a privet school that
would promptly hand them a diploma and thus make them fit for
marrying off into some other rich family to carry on their
rightful place in the firmament.
And it was here in this all girl school that Professor Pervo,
freshly fled from his Ms. Americana destroyed lab, had donned
a badly actor's adhesive glued on handle bar mustache and
side burns and curly wig to hide until the ashes settled.
Pervo had landed a job as Professor of Biology in the
exclusive school. Which had apparently meant he had shown no
hesitant qualms or lingering morals about passing his
students with full A pluses despite their utterly lacking in
any rudimentary understanding of anything remotely of or
about anything at all.
Apparently this was rare. As the school was very excited to
have him start at once without any references or even the
showing of any diplomas of his own?! The fact that he had
been able to light a Bunsen burner without setting the school
on fire had apparently been qualifications enough.
He was expected to make sure the students remained in his
class for the full hour and that their cellphones all had
access to battery chargers and that the latte machine in the
back had full cream, sugar, cool whip, chocolate and
butterscotch chips, and perhaps even coffee.
He spent his first week reading the newspaper adds searching
for a new space to rent to start the laborious rebuilding of
his lab. While the large screen TV showed a random rotation
of the fashion channel, the model channel, and the travel
channel to his bored constantly texting and chatting air
heads.
It wasn't until his second week and his realization that such
an expensive school didn't pay diddle squat to its 'teachers'
and that there was no way in hell he was going to be
affording that eye catching loft downtown anytime soon. That
he began to eye the twenty-three young teens snoring,
chatting, texting, and panty flashing in their short school
skirts, in front of his desk.
They were of course quiet stunning young women. Wealth seldom
breeds with ugly. He tapped his chin and adjusted his poorly
glued on facial hair and wig and began to think.
He reached into his desk drawer and switched the big screen
TV to the all porno channel and carefully watched his
charges.
It took a while for even one of the air heads to notice the
change and when she frowned and puzzled and raise a delicate
well manicured expensively bracelet hand to query the new
program. Professor Pervor simply stated, "Biology is life.
And life is reproduction. To learn one you must first learn
the other... you should take notes."
The few young girls paying attention nodded and began to try
and take notes and failed but soon every girl in the class
room was more or less watching the endless plotless sex
scenes and orgies blasting out in front of them.
Pervo in turn carefully watched them. He noted the ones who
paid the closest attention to the big screen TV full of well
hung studs slamming it to eager young whores. He noted the
ones who blushed and the ones who had little trails of drool
drip out of their open mouths. The ones who squirmed in their
chairs and meekly dropped a hand below the lip of their desk
top and shortly began to softly moan.
After a week of non-stop sex being shown to them on the big
screen; Pervo had selected a handful of the most 'responsive'
to this deluge of sexual stimulation. The one's who couldn't
take their eyes off the slapping bodies. The one's who
blushed and sighed. The ones who wiggled in their seats as if
their panties were full of fire ants. The one's who were
obviously horny, dirty, sluts! And he called these young
women up to his desk one by one and gave them 'extra credit'
assignments.
These assignments were of course Pervo making due with his
need to continue his questionable experiments without a
secret lab or proper subjects. Pervo making due with what
fate had put in his burning shaking hands.
And what fate had placed there were six young women who were
most eager to shed their school outfits and let themselves be
strapped naked into various cobbled together machines that
Pervo had made out of the rather well stocked class room.
As strange as it may sound. Most of these 'experiments' were
conducted during class. These young girls stripped naked and
let themselves be bound and prodded and stimulated and tested
while their fellow students yawned and slept and texted and
chatted and thumbed through magazines both on line and glossy
paper.
But soon Pervo convinced the girls to engage in more
elaborate experiments which had to be performed outside of
the normal class room hour. The girls agreed quiet warmly,
all smiles, and quick nods, and Pervo soon found himself
setting up a full lab in the adjacent small storage room that
abutted his classroom.
These extra credit experiments were also extra perverted and
Pervo was both astonished and amazed at the simple faith and
excited willingness of his young charges to be subjected to
almost any form of sexual deviation testing.
Most of the young girls were slim and long limbed with small
pert breasts but there was one who was slender and large
busted. He felt this would make a great opportunity to
continue with his on again off again breast enhancement
experiments and he quickly passed from sexual stamina tests
to the various chemical and ray experiments he had used in
the past looking for that bust enhancement who would double
or triple or quadruple the cup size of his test subjects.
The young girls seemed extremely pleased as weeks of trails
produced larger and larger busts. Firm, full, and heavy with
maiden's milk, the young 'technically' virgins, soon were
sporting full cup double DD's, except for the originally
busty young girl who was already on her way to snapping the
cups of a double GG bra under his expert tutelage.
It was one thing to measure the sexual responses of six young
girls bodies both in and out of the classroom but once the
other girls in the class saw their classmates new breasts,
they ALL wanted some!
Pervo soon found himself somewhat peevishly spending the
class room hour strapping each of the young girls into his
bust enhancement machines one after the other as they giggled
and squealed and shimmied as their breasts slowly over the
days grew and grew.
This was boring to Pervo. He wanted to move on to unexplored
territories but the girls had him blackmailed. By his own
experiments upon them he was now bound to keep them silent by
daily administering to their girlish glee of larger more pert
breasts. That they were all now lactating as a side effect of
the machines breast growth seemed to thrill them to no ends
and the latte machine in the back of the room was now
accented by the young girls squeezing their own breast milk
or each others into their cups of highly sweetened coffee.
It couldn't last of course. All women are gossips, teenagers
frighteningly so, and it was impossible for faculty and other
classmates and family not to notice their students, friends,
daughters suddenly expanding busts.
His classroom was filled with jiggling jugging braless full
busts fit to the bursting and it was impossible for others
not to notice. The huge conglomeration of mammaries even had
his jaded pecker dancing in his pants. Though he dared not
touch any of his students. No matter how willing they seemed
to be! He couldn't risk an even deeper slide into blackmail
susceptibility!
He expected a super heroine to show up any day now as this
was not the sort of thing a principle or police officer
tended to handle. Asking a horny, young teen, about her
breasts tended to land one in jail after all! Badge or no!
Still there was much use one could make out of a super
heroine. As long as you were prepared and knew they were
coming. He began to plan and plot and build and tinker as the
busts of his young students started to pop the buttons on
their school blouses and blazers with every little sneeze or
cough.
He expected and hoped for Amazing Babe. An investigation into
a sudden out break of suspicious bust growth in a teen
boarding school was not going to bring in the big guns like
Ms. Americana or Got Gal or Omega Woman. And Azure Angel and
Shield and the other B-lister's were mostly found prowling
around the wharfs and storm sewers and thug riddled
alleyways. But Amazing Babe seemed to find herself dealing
more and more with the upper class crimes; her southern charm
and willingness to wink and nudge and look the other way to
certain aspects of a case had imbedded her into the wealthy
mind-set as a person to be trusted... and used.
Pervo was excited about the prospect of capturing Amazing
Babe. He was one of the few who had not popped his cork in
her perfect round ass! The scuttlebutt was that the
cheerleader of crime fighting had the most incredible ass in
Delta City and that it was the back door to heaven its self!
It was thus with total shock and stunned stuttering that
Pervo in his curly wig and handle bar mustache and side burns
found himself one day turning from his chalk board covered in
penises drawn by his students and seeing not Amazing Babe but
Alpha Woman and Alpha Girl standing there hands on hips
staring at him!
He actually recoiled and yelped. Not always a very good
beginning to starting a conversation with a super heroine.
He blinked while the super heroines frowned at him.
"I am sorry if we startled you Professor Ovrep. I am Alpha
Woman and this is my side kick Alpha Girl. We are here to
investigate some... disturbing reports of unusual recent
'developments' of your students."
"Ah," Pervo weakly forced out a breath that could have passed
for a spoken response and swallowed hard. He was very
confused. For he himself had created Alpha Woman and Alpha
Girl in his lab for the express purpose of setting them loose
so they would attack him and be captured and sexually
molested by him. But Ms. Americana's attack on his lab had
not only destroyed his lab but destroyed the two cylinders
his new creations had been in the process of being created
in!
They couldn't possibly be here. Alive. Right before him! It
was simply impossible!
His mind raced as he tried to think and speak at the same
time, "er, well, as you can see my students won't be arriving
for class for another fifteen minutes. I was just setting
things up for today's lecture." What the hell were they doing
here?! Calm down, calm down. He knew why they were here. They
had just told him that. The real question was had their
programing been completed? They had been in the middle of
information download dumps when star spangled tits herself
had smacked his lab into ruins!
Alpha Woman looked at the chalk board overed in penises and
various labels and notes written about them by his students
and frowned again. "I see..."
"Biology is life. And life is reproduction." Pervo offered
meekly as he pulled at his rumpled collar and wrinkled
stained tie.
"Of course," Alpha Woman nodded as both she and Alpha Girl
looked puzzled at the huge screen TV where an orgy was
aggressively and loudly underway. "Yes."
"Ah, if you would care to come back latter. I am sure my
students would love to-" Pervo tried to motion the pair out
the door and back into the hallway.
"That's okay. We will wait. You said they would be here
shortly, correct?" Alpha Woman waved the sweating short fat
man aside and walked into the center of the room in front of
his desk.
"Ah, well they tend to stagger in," he shrugged. "You know
how young girls are. Always arriving late and leaving early."
Alpha Girl moved past him as well and bent over at the waist
flashing a piece of dental floss wedged up between juicy
thick pussy lips. He certainly did not remember making their
costumes so... revealing?!
"What is this?!" Alpha Girl wiggled her ass back and forth
before standing back up with a used condom gingerly held
between the forefinger and thumb of her right hand.
"Ah, we sometimes barrow the 'life-model's' from the art
class and use them for, er, biology reference studies." Pervo
flashed a nervous half smile. That was true. In order to keep
his breast heavy young girl's happy he had indeed been
bringing in the naked models from the art class and using
them as impromptu reference subjects for the girls
entertainment.
"I don't understand," Alpha Woman tapped her chin in thought.
"You bring men in here-"
"Show and tell!" Pervo blurted out. "It's sort of like 'show
and tell'."
"Oh yes, 'show and tell,' I am familiar with the concept."
Alpha Woman nodded vigorously.
Pervo could only swallow hard and back peddle slowly toward
the door. He was stopped up short by the in rushing tide of
his busty young girls as they poured in to the class room
seconds before the bell.
"Professor Ovrep! Are these real life super heroines?!
Goosh!" The busty girls in their far too tight blouses and
blazers all gushed and ooed and awed and the wide eyed super
heroines who were just about to say something about the
parade of mammoth sized teen tits taking their seats but were
now swept up in the adulation and smiled and gave little
finger waves at the starry eyed students.
Pervo leapt at the chance to keep them distracted by their
own egos and prayed his programing had been at least complete
enough before the lab's destruction that they were indeed
incredibly naive and dumb as he had intended them to be.
"Yes, class these are the two premier famous super heroines;
Alpha Woman and Alpha Girl and they are here to help us with
today's 'show and tell' portion of our class. Ah, and here is
the life model arriving just on cue. Good morning!" Pervo
ushered in the young Afro-American male who without a word
very boardly began to strip out of his street clothes.
The man yawned and stretched as Alpha Girl pushed past Alpha
Woman and stared at his naked sex.
"Ah, would you mind helping us with our educational 'hands
on' lab portion of today's class, Miss Girl?" Pervo smiled at
Alpha Girl who only noded as her eyes bugged out and Alpha
Woman crossed her arms under her own huge breasts and
sneered.
"Of course, you have to be of the age of sexual consent, for
this paticular lab work. Are you of such an age?" Pervo
raised and eyebrow and smiled again in a searching expectant
maner.
"Wha- what age would that be?" Alpha Girl could not take her
eyes off the flaccid dangling cock of the live model which
hung well past his knees and was thicker than her ankle.
"Well, that would be-"
"Yes, yes, I am most definitely of that age of consenting.
What ever it was you just said. I am most definitely that."
Alpha Girl cut him off and was already stripping out of her
tight skimpy costume while behind her Alpha Woman rolled her
eyes and blew a lock of hair out of her face.
In seconds Alpha Girl had flung the young man upon Pervo's
desk and had mounted up and was riding him much to his shock
and surprise at her hungry aggressiveness.
The students all leapt out of their desks and started to
cheer her on. These were real cheers. For in keeping with the
schools policy every student was automatically made a
cheerleader despite the school having no sports programs to
speak of.
"Don't stop! Keep it up! Show us you're love to FUCK!" Dozens
of such leaping, kicking, jiggling, shaking, cheers filled
the class room as an invigorated Alpha Girl responded with
smiles and peace signs and increased energy.
Pervo didn't like the scowling face of Alpha Woman so he soon
had her joining her side kick in a tag team fuckfest on his
desk.
The mother was certainly as horny if not even hornier than
her daughter and quickly took control of the situation
reducing the younger girl to licking and rubbing her more
mature body as she pounded the painful faced boys cock
mercilessly.
Pervo watched relieved that all the females in the room were
now engrossed and preoccupied with the 'show and tell' but he
was uncertain what to do?
Escape? Try and trick and capture the two Alpha's? He had
planned to capture Amazing Babe, but the sudden appearance of
the thought dead and destroyed Alpha's had momentarily
unnerved him.
He hesitated as he stood behind the engrossed throng of
cheering women. How much of his initial programing had been
completed before the lab had been destroyed. That was the
question. The Alpha's had been designed to be self
sufficient. To be released with their own secret base. With
the sole purpose to attack him so he could easily defeat them
and subjugate them before releasing them again and again.
That easily defeated part was what was worrying him. He had
given them only slight super heroine powers but sever
weaknesses. The biggest weakness being their perverted world
view of excepting the most humiliating sexual perversions as
being perfectly normal. And a weakness of logical progression
of thought.
He short. He had made them stupid.
But he had also made them so they would do nothing but seek
him out and try and capture him.
But here they were now. Responding to a street rumor of
unexplained suspicious teen breast growth. A rumor that had
nothing to do with him as Pervo!
That he WAS behind the breast expansion of these young girls
was accidental happen-chance and not the sort of thing the
Alpha's should have been curious about at all!
It was obvious that the Alpha's were fighting crime as real
crime fighters instead of locked into just pursuing him. So
it was obvious that some of the programing had been
corrupted!
But how much had gone askew?
And were the weakness still there and the strengths still
limited?
Anything could have happened in that explosion. It was
impossible to say how much of the process had been twisted or
lost or altered.
Showers of pearl buttons rained down upon the classroom floor
as the teen girls energetically leapt about shouting their
rhythmic cheers of support for the two humping gasping super
heroines.
No there was too much risk. It would be better to start over
again from scratch once he had a more secure lab. Pervo
unbuttoned his shirt sleeve collar and rolled it up past the
electronic wrist band he wore there.
One of the great enhancements of his bust increasing
procedure was not only the lactation but the mind control
aspects that came with it!
He raised up his wrist to his fake moustache and whispered,
"kill the super heroine whores!"
The teenage girl's eyes went red and their cheers changed
from encouragement of sexual conquest to death chants of
doom!
Both Alpha Woman and Alpha Girl were confused and flustered
as the mob of busty young girls yanked them off the exhausted
young man who could only moan and beg for mercy for in their
super heroine lust they had severely mangled his cock beyond
any future use.
Pervo had the busty girls drag the sex dazed and confused
super heroines back into the adjacent room and bind them into
his bust enhancement machines.
He knew the super heroines would not attack the girls as they
were innocent civilians and he knew that the super heroines
were too far gone in their own unbridled lusts and post
orgasm aftermaths as to rationally figure out how to save
themselves before they were bound into the machines.
Pervo seeing the super heorines now secured pushed his way
through the teen throng of tits and gave his two creations a
more critical eye.
"Professor Overp! What is the meaning of this?!" Alpha Woman
growled as she tried to blink the head spinning post orgasm
sweat out of her eyes.
"Yeah, what's with the bondage gear, Professor? You should
know that I don't do S&M on the first date!
At least not with old guys. Well, unless you are rich or hung
like a stud horse." Alpha Girl gave a non-pulsed bored blink
at the Professors tented pants crotch. "So... are you rich?"
"That's enough Alpha Girl. I am beginning to suspect that our
Professor Overp, is none other than our arch nemesis,
Professor Pervo!"
Professor Pervo blinked and recoiled back. He had been just
about to hit the trash disposal compactor button but now he
jerked his hand back.
"You're right, Alpha Woman! I would know that seedy shaman of
sexual shenanigans anywhere! Well, unless he's wearing a
disguise as he is now. Then it takes me a while. But-"
"So, Professor Pervo we meet again," Alpha Woman cut Alpha
Girl off and narrowed her eyes at the still surprised tubby
middle aged man.
Pervo blinked. Obviously they had never met before. In his
lab they had been in hibernation in their vat tubes and had
never set eyes upon him. So the programing must have worked
to some degree. They were convinced that they had a long
running battle against him.
Pervo looked over the two naked hot sexy super heroines as
his red eyed horde of busty teens milled around him. It sure
seemed a waste to throw these two away. Especially as he had
no secure means to start in on making another set.
But what on earth to do with them?
"I suppose you intend to milk our luscious udders of our
super heroine milk and use it to fund your notorious plans of
world domination!" Alpha Girl hissed.
Pervo blinked again. There was a plan. The Alpha's were
indeed made out of genetic cocktail mix of Ms. Americana and
other super heroines active Aphrodite laced gene cells and
did indeed have the ability to produce the very lucrative
black market milk in question.
Apparently the plan sounded good to his red eyed mind
controlled horde of titanic titted teens as without a word on
his part they began attaching the milking apperatious to the
two super heroines.
"OH! You fiend!" Alpha Woman howled as the first milk-gasm
ripped through her. They hadn't even got the suction cups on
her large nipples yet and she was rolling her eyes and tongue
in climaxes. He had programed her for a horny weakness to
milkings.
"Don't worry mom! I won't let you suffer alone! I said, I
won't let you suffer alone! Hey, you know my tits lactate
too! AND I am a horny teen! So, yeah that's got to make my
milk way better, right!"
The busty teens finally got both Alpha's hooked up and the
milk pumps running.
The room was soon filled with the sounds of the Alpha's loud
orgasms as well as the orgasms of the teen girls who couldn't
watch such a display and keep their fingers off themselves...
or tongues... or well, where on Earth did all those dildos
and strap on's come from?! It was soon very humid and moist
in the room. With his glasses fogging up Pervo decided to get
some much needed air.
There was enough pheromones in that room to make an acorn pop
wood!
Pervo walked the halls of the school ignoring the smiles and
smirks and open laughs of the snobbish students who eyed his
twitching tenting pants pecker.
It would take several hours to drain jugs as big as those two
the Alpha's had, but it would bring him enough money to make
his deposit and first three months rent on the downtown loft
apartment. Perfect for his new secret lab.
Suddenly he felt saddened to be leaving his post as the
schools Professor. He sighed and then suddenly perked up.
"Of course there's no reason I can't take along a couple of
my best students as new lab assistants! Some captured mind
controlled young girl's would be just perfect motivation for
the Alpha's to start a fresh search for me once I have milked
them and then, at a safe distance, have my remaining mind
controlled horde release them!"
Professor Pervo rubbed his hands together and giggled. YES!
And to celebrate he could go ahead and access his remote
control Alpha protocol program!
With the Alpha's alive and active it made sense to start
setting off the remaining subconscious triggers the program
should have down loaded and set in them.
After all, creating them to pursue him and attack him so he
could use them as his playthings was one thing; he also had
designed them to seek out and harass and combat and remove
from the city all other super heroines!
It indeed would be wicked glee to hear that the Alpha's had
attacked Ms. Americana and Flag Girl and made their lives
difficult.
They of course would be no real match for them power wise but
just the constant distracting attacks would keep the Delta
City super heroines hopefully too busy to bother him in any
serious way.
"Mister Ovrep? Miss Puzaye, had to take sudden pregnancy
leave yet again. Do you think you could take over the girl's
sex education class for the rest of this semester? You are a
biology teacher aren't you? Shouldn't be that difficult."
Pervo broke out of his revery and nodded after the school
principle who shaked her sexy ass side to side in her far too
tight pencil skirt as she sauntered on down the aisle past
him not bothering to wait for a reply.
Pervo clenched his fists and flushed at the thirty
something's sexy hip shake and narrow waist and large bust.
Her blonde hair piled up in a bun and her eye glasses sitting
on her small nose all combined to make his already erect
penis ache painfully.
"Before I leave these grounds I will have that woman in my
machines," he hissed. He took a deep shuddering breath and
paused. "Sex education class, humph. Now why did I not think
of that before?! If I can turn my biology class into a busty
horny orgy of young girls then I can surely turn a sex
education class into a very profitable white slaver supply
chain!"
"I'll need a new disguise if I am going to stay on though..."
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"Thank you for releasing us from those heinous miking rape
machines and the young students from their horrible mind
controlled orgy state." Alpha Woman leaned against Pervo as
her horny hips humped the air and her quickly refilling jugs
spurted milk upon him.
"No problem, Alpha Woman. I was only too glad to help. I hope
you find and capture that scoundrel soon." Pervo adjusted his
glasses. His mustache was gone as well as his side burns and
wig and now he wore a pair of dark sunglasses and held a
blind man's cane.
"Oh, have no fear of that, Professor Penis! Just as soon as
Alpha Girl can get off her hands and knees and stand upright
we will be after that foul fiend!"
"That's pronounced, Pen-nass. It's French. And I wish you the
very best of luck," Professor Pervo reached out his hand and
squeezed one of Alpha Woman's huge tits and shook it as if he
were shaking a hand.
"Ah, er, yes." Alpha Woman looked down in surprise at her tit
being hand shaken. "Well, come on Alpha Girl it's time to get
up off the floor! You look like a cheerleader getting ready
for her math finals. It was only a little fourteen hour dildo
milking machine rape, now walk it off! And let's go get our
man!"
"Right behind you, Alpha Woman, let's go get a man," Alpha
Girl moaned as she rapidly crawled still on her hands and
knees after the wobbly bow-legged zigzag running Alpha Woman.
Pervo watched both super heroines rush obliviously naked out
of the building into the public street where the sound of
honking horns and tires screeching soon filled the air. He
sighed and adjusted his dark glasses and started down the
hallway toward his sex education class; slapping his blind
man's cane from one firm tight teen ass to the next with
appreciative meaty 'thwacks!'
"OH! Professor Penis! Watch were you are putting your big
stick!" Girls giggled all around him and Pervo smiled and
sighed and apologized and thought, 'you know, downtown secret
lab lofts are highly overrated.'
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