PRENDERGAST SCHOOL 8

HERE, FINALLY IS THE NEXT INSTALLMENT OF THE STORY. NOW I'M OFF I PLAN TO WORK HARD TO WORK ON THIS AND SOME OF THE OTHER STORIES, THO I HAVE TO LOOK FOR WORK TO SATISFY THE WIFE. GETTING BACK INTO IT WAS HARD SINCE I LEFT THE STRING OF THE STORY BUT NOW I THINK I HAVE AN EXCITING PLOT FOR YOU ALL. THIS IS THE BRIDGE TO THE NEXT ONE SO READ, SLAM OR LAUD, WHAT EVER. BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY, ENJOY.

PRENDERGAST SCHOOL FOR EXCEPTIONAL GIRLS 8

Natalie unloaded her morning cum into the voracious throat of Doctor Vic, who happily accepted the cock cream with glee.

“Wow, that was a load,” the pretty doctor said, wiping her mouth.

“Yeah, Darla was busy on her report for Dean Meeker so I didn’t get any last night. So,” Natalie sighed, holstering her huge softy into her fatigue pants, “you saw the results of the pheromone tests on Glory. What do you think?’

Doctor Vic stood and straightened her smock and stethoscope. “Well, they sure are off the charts. One thing I’ve been thinking about though is if this is repeatable and verifiable, this school could make a crap load of money.”

“How so?”

“If Glory’s pheromones could be cloned and made in the lab, it would revolutionize the pheromone and ED market.”

“Wow, never thought of that. I guess the normals have to have a little help there. I have yet to hear of a futa not getting wood.”

“No, our bodies seem to manufacture plenty of hormones and pheromones to keep us healthy and hard. I’d like to see Glory today, take some swabs and figure out just where her most powerful scent is secreting.”

Natalie laughed. “She’s been poked, prodded and fucked since I got her so soft cotton swabs won’t create a problem. She’s over with Miss Tyler in the weight room.”

The doctor grabbed her bag, stuffed supplies into it and followed Natalie back to the steam plant.

Meanwhile, poor Glory was working her little ass off under the tutelage of Miss Tyler, the physical education teacher. The massive woman, in every way, was hovering over the young girl as she worked to bench press half her weight.

“Come on Glory, you can do it.”

Glory’s arms strained, shook and bulged with her effort. The bar slowly began to rise up and up until her arms were straight for the last time.

“Excellent. Okay, you finished the reps. Now, let’s get you onto the machine over here,” the absolutely Amazonian woman said, thudding her hugeness over to the large steel exercise machine.

Glory groaned as she sat up. “Can I get some water?”

“Sure hon. There’s a few bottles in the fridge over there,” Miss Tyler said, pointing to the little cooler along the wall. Overjoyed for the break, Glory dragged her tired muscles and over large dick to the cooler and gulped down a cold bottle quickly.

The door opened and Doctor Vic and Natalie entered. “Hello Glory, hi Tammy,” Doctor Vic said to the two women. Natalie waved and clos