Teacher's Pet
by how86

Reilly sat in the middle of her algebra class on a Monday, combing her hair and doing her makeup, paying no mind to the class or her teacher. Since she was doing so well in the class, she felt as if she had no need to pay any mind to the teacher whatsoever. Despite her past events she had been doing well in school. She did; however, refuse to help or collaborate with any of her classmates. She felt she was just naturally better than everyone else and didn't care about her fellow classmates.

Today they were learning a new unit in class and were getting a surprise quiz at the end of class. This news shocked Reilly. She hadn't paid any attention in class. The teacher started handing out the quizzes and she started panicking. "My parents will kill me if I don't ace this." She thought to herself. When the teacher handed the quiz to her she couldn't tell what to do with the words written on the paper. She guessed through most of it. When the teacher came for the quiz, Reilly fought her for it. "Mrs. Pritchard, I'm not finished yet!" She said to her teacher.

Mrs. Pritchard was the nastiest teacher in the whole school, unfortunately for Reilly. She was a monstrous 400 pounds and was much bigger than all the other teacher. "Reilly, if you have a problem, come and see me after school." She said to the small girl angrily.

Reilly put her face in her hands and say there until the end of class.

Later that day, when all the students had left, Reilly went back to her teacher's room where she was there eating a large sandwich. She nervously entered the room.

"What do you want, ginger?" Mrs. Pritchard said, annoyed.

"I came to talk about my grade on that quiz." Reilly answered.

"Oh yeah, you failed that." She said laughing.

"Wait! Is there anything I can do to fix it?" She said getting on her knees and begging. "I'll do anything!"

The teacher grinned evilly at her. She stood up and walked over to the begging senior and pulled out some measuring tape. She took Reilly’s measurements as she was on her knees, now slightly confused.

“Mrs. Pritchard, I don't think taking my measurements helps me on my quiz.” Reilly said, confused at the situation.

“I need a new chair for the day, and your petite size will be perfect underneath my ass.” She said laughing easily. “If you want an A, you’ll have to smell, kiss, and worship my big rump, Reilly.” She told her unfortunate victim.

Not this again, Reilly thought to herself. She couldn't seem to get a break from be sat on by everyone. Now the teachers were getting in on it! Who's next? The principal? The janitor?! She pondered. “If it means I'll get an A, I'll do it.” She said walking over and moving Mrs. Pritchard’s rolling chair away and getting on her knees. Mrs. Pritchard walked over to her and handcuffed her to the legs of the large desk so that her arms were in an unintended welcoming position. “Well, goodbye makeup and goodbye perfume.” She said with an agitated tone as her teacher’s gigantic ocean of a butt hovered over her face. Her teacher descended slowly down onto her pampered face until she felt her whole head sinking into her teacher’s massive buttcrack. It was warm, sweating, and horrifyingly smelling inside. Reilly had second thoughts and her teacher's butt sweat covered her face, but realized it was far too late for her.

Mrs. Pritchard got out her lunch, a large tub of beans, and started to shovel down every last morsel. She grinded her ass on Reilly’s face, causing Reilly to sink into her butt. Reilly’s long, strawberry blonde hair managed to hang away from the teacher's butt; however, this would be the only thing from Reilly's head. “This is quite comfortable!” The teacher noted. “I should fail you more often!” She teased.

“MMMPH!” Reilly tried speaking, but her face was plastered to her teacher's rear.

“Less talking and more kissing! You do want an A, right?” Threatened Mrs. Pritchard.

Reilly, very reluctantly, puckered her lips and tried to kiss the inside of her teacher's ass, but her face was being held in place by the teacher's giant but cheeks. She started gagging as she was basically rubbing her face into the teacher's sweaty ass.

The teacher let out a loud fart right on the poor girl’s face. The stench of rotten eggs soon covered her victim’s face. She felt Reilly trying to wiggle herself free for just a tiny bit of fresh air. “You should consider kissing better. You should act as though you were actually in love with my ass, not just a quick kiss to get an A.” She said, farting on Reilly’s face as punishment. “I expect you to sniff all of that up. If there's any left, I'll give you ten times more!” She said, blasting Reilly with a cloud of noxious fumes. The smell quickly filled the room causing a green cloud to form around the teacher's butt. She kept up a relentless gas storm on the poor student. Until she felt she was punished enough.

Reilly felt helpless against her teacher's gas. The more farts she had to smell, the dizzier she became. She tried incredibly hard to please her teacher so that she would be able to have a little bit of “fresh” air. She kissed the insides of the teacher's ass with more feeling this time. Eventually, the smell of sulfur and rotten meat had gotten to her. She had stopped and just accepted her teacher's punishment. Two grueling hours of being farted on had gone by, and Reilly did her best to just soak it all in so that Mrs. Pritchard would be too upset. Her face was grinded on, bounced on, and farted on for two hours. She took it all, feeling utterly humiliated. Eventually the teacher ran out of gas. Reilly couldn't tell exactly how much time has passed.

When the teacher got off of Reilly’s face, Reilly was left in a very woozy state. She gasped for air and tried to collect herself, but the teacher soon sat back on her face. This was short lived, when she soon got off of her.

“You make and excellent chair, Ginger! However, with your performance, I can only raise your grade to a C. If you want an A, you'll have to do some mandatory 'extra credit'." She told her student in a somewhat condescending manner. "You'll make an excellent teacher's pet.

Reilly gulped when hearing this. “Yes, ma’am.” She answered in obedience, fear, and a hint of disgust.

PART 2

“I am still disappointed in you, young lady!” Reilly's mom yelled. “You need to get some more tutoring until you have an A in your math class!”

“Ugh! Whatever, mom! I'll just get someone to tutor me.” Reilly yelled back.

“There's no need. You are going to your teacher's home to be tutored there. I've already talked to her and she lives right down the street. She's expecting you TODAY!”

“WHAT?! I can't believe you did that! I can't go over there! That fat tub of lard will sit on me all day if I don't answer a question right. That will ruin my makeup!” Reilly stomped her foot on the ground.

“I can't believe the way you're behaving! You're practically an adult now, and you still act like a child! Your father, brother, sister and I will all deal with your behavior when you get back.” Her mother retorted.

Reilly was starting to wish she had held her tongue before saying anything. “F-fine!” She grabbed her things and rushed out of the door and to her teacher, Ms. Pritchard’s, home. When she arrived, her teacher was already there waiting patiently.

“You're already late.” The fat lady said to Reilly. “That's your first strike.” She said holding up her index finger. “You're dressed awfully cute today aren't you?” She said, baiting a snarky reply from the petit student.

“You look like you grew a couple sizes. You also need to shower before you punish me. You smell awful.” Reilly jokingly plugged her nose and smiled.

“I didn't shower because I knew you'd be crawling back for a better grade. I'm glad that your money can't buy me off. Torturing you is way better than money.”

“Well, money can't buy a pretty face to sit on for anyone in this town since that's all people want to do with me.” Reilly sighed and walked up to her teacher. “At least I'll get a better grade after this.”

“One day you'll learn to appreciate being smothered, Reilly.” Ms. Pritchard reassured her.

“Whatever. Let's just get this over with. You really stink. This place also smell bad too.”

“You can keep bitching about it, but it'll only make things worse for you.” Ms. Pritchard opened the door and lead her student inside.

The two of them walked to ms. Pritchard’s living room where Reilly had got on her knees and had her hands tied. Her teacher pulled over a small deal with her laptop and some spicy burritos on it. “What's the point of this?” Reilly asked.

“I've got some papers to grade, and I don't want to sit on my couch, so I have you.” Ms. Pritchard said, pulling out another rope. She tied Reilly's head to her butt, and shoved Reilly's face deep into her ginormous butt.

Reilly already felt her teacher butt warming up and sweating all over her face. This was a very familiar sensation, so she didn't recoil as much. It did smell terrible though. ‘I guess I'm just destined to be someone else's seat.’ She thought to herself. She was quite curious at this point, so she took a deep breath and sniff her teacher’s jean-covered behind. She instantly regretted that decision. She started choking on the terrible smell of it. ‘Gross! I don't think I'm quite happy with my place just yet.’

“Trying to get a whiff are we? Here, allow me to freshen up the air for you.” Ms. Pritchard said, releasing a very loud, low toned fart right in Reilly's face.

The fart’s stench filled Reilly's little nostrils with very potent and foul odor. Reilly tried her best to sniff it in, but it made her sick and noxious. She gagged and choked on the air around her. The stench of a thousand skunks had just been sprayed right in her face. She decided to take another whiff of her teacher's soft rear. She took a deep breath, but this time, a warm feeling overcame her. She found herself taking an even bigger sniff of the putrid gas. Reilly found herself unexpectedly enjoying her torture. It seemed like just a few days ago she hated it.

Ms. Pritchard pretended to not notice this, and blew another giant fart in Reilly's face. Reilly's hair blew back from the wind of her gas. Her teacher was proud that she has subdued her by just farting on her a bunch. She shook her hips and grinded her butt in Reilly's face.

Ms. Pritchard loved her student’s new found obedience towards her. She decided to make another request, but not before letting out a five minute long SBD that hissed out and paralyzed Reilly in its disgusting stench. “Go ahead and give my butt a nice kiss before I get up and we change positions.” She instructed.

Reilly thought to herself for a moment. She had realized that she was falling in love with being facesat. ‘I don't know if I'm ready for this just yet. I'll just let her smother me some more before I make an informed decision.” She decided and planted a small kiss on her teacher's large, round butt.

Ms. Pritchard smiled and farted on Reilly again. She farted rapid fire on Reilly's face. One increasingly terrible smelling fart every minute. Each one lasting about half that time. The room started to smell of rotten eggs and cheese as more and more gas was being expelled.

Reilly wasn't sure if she could handle this much gas. The smell just kept getting worse as time dragged on. She felt her consciousness fade little by little after each fart until her teacher finally untied her face from her giant “prison”. She gasped for air and was taking very deep breaths.

“How was that?” Ms. Pritchard asked.

“You really should've cleaned yourself, you fat whale!” She said, trying to get her teacher to sit on her face again.

“‘Fat whale’ huh? Let's take this to a different room.” She said, picking Reilly up and carrying her to her bedroom. She tied Reilly's arms to her sides and legs together so that Reilly couldn't move anywhere. “I've started to notice that you're starting to enjoy this. For your extra credit assignment, I'm going to see how long it takes for me to break you again with a relentless facesitting and farting punishment. If you survive that, I have another student coming over later who needs a place to sit. And he’s a big one!” She said.

Reilly rolled her eyes as her teacher climbed on the bed and hovered her jeans-covered butt over her face. “Just do it already! I don't have all d-” she was cut off by her teacher's butt quickly sitting on her face. Her face sank deep inside the giantess’s buttcrack and she quickly became stuck. Her straight, strawberry blonde hair was sprawled out behind her head and was the only thing visible from outside of Ms. Prichard’s giant, sweaty rear.

Ms. Pritchard smiled with content. She grinded her massive butt all over Reilly's little face and showed no mercy. She sat her full weight down on the petite girl, not wanting her to go any wear. She started to sweat a bunch as time went on. The more sweat she generated, the easier it became for Reilly to slide deeper into her buttcrack. “I can see why everyone loves to sit on you now, Reilly. You're little head meshes perfectly with my fat ocean of a rear end.” She said, bouncing up and down on Reilly's face.

Reilly took deep breaths of her teacher's butt stench. She was very surprised to find that she was actually enjoying the experience now. The thick, stinky sweat coated her face, and she at first though she would just drown it, but it actually made her feel more comfortable than before. She rubbed her face into Ms. Pritchard’s butt so that she could get the full experience. She enjoyed every minute of it.

“Wow, you're actually not complaining this time, Reilly. What caused your change in heart? Don't tell me you're getting used to this.” Ms. Pritchard said sarcastically. She bounced her giant rump on Reilly's face as she finished her sentence. She then let out a long, musty silent fart that blew over her victim’s, if Reilly could even be called that anymore, face. The long fart lasted for nearly five minutes with no breaks whatsoever. Her butt let out a soft hissing sound as she just let it all out.

Reilly took the much smellier fart much easier this time. She dug her face into her teacher's butt and took a very deep breath as her teacher farted on her. As the gas washed over her, it heated up her surroundings, causing Ms. Pritchard's butt to sweat even more. She could feel Ms. Pritchard grinding her massive rear on her, and her head moved along with it. Soon after, a loud fart rattled her face again. She could smell the fermented cheese and eggs blowing into her nose and all over her face as she was locked into place, “forced” to take it. ‘I think I could definitely get used to this, but not from my teacher’ she thought. ‘Since I'm a senior, I'm going to have to find someone to do this to me who doesn't also hate me.’ She sniffed her teacher's rear end again and let out a sigh of pleasure. All her life she was constantly being tormented this was, and only now was she starting to accept and enjoy it.

Ms. Pritchard soon got off of her face to allow her some fresh air. “The student I told you about earlier will be here in around 45 minutes. In the meantime, I'm going to untie you since you're actually enjoying this now.” She said to Reilly, undoing her bonds.

“I don't know if I'm ready to accept this yet, actually.” Reilly admitted. “You really stink, but I'll give it a try.” She continued, hesitantly.

Ms. Pritchard quickly sat back down on Reilly's face and immediately let out an incredibly loud fart. “Go ahead and show my fat ass some loving, girl. That will help you enjoy it more.”

Reilly instantly responded by planting multiple kisses on Ms. Pritchard's butt. She was worshipping the massive thing, rubbing it, sniffing it, kissing it. Now Reilly was in heaven. As she worshiped it, Ms. Pritchard let out another long silent fart. The foul smells washed over her, but she actually found it to be fairly pleasant instead of horrible and disgusting. Her teacher continuously blasted her with millions of farts, ranging from loud, bombastic ones, to silent, putrid ones. Each fart hit her face with incredible force. She could barely contain herself. She just took it all, making out with Ms. Pritchard's ginormous bottom.

For the next 45 minutes, the only sound coming from the room was either a soft hiss or a loud tuba sounding fart.

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Every fart seemed to go one forever. Every smell was worse than its predecessor. Reilly did her best to soak it all in while she could.

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When the torrent of farts finally ended, there was a knock at the door. Ms. Pritchard had sat up, but realized Reilly's face was wedged in between her giant buttcrack. She had to pry her out before she went to answer the door. Reilly had accompanied her to see who it was.

A tall, very chubby boy was waiting at the doorstep for the teacher. The boy was a senior in a few of Reilly's classes actually. He too needed some help with his studies.

“Right on time, Mark.” Ms. Pritchard said to him. “Come on in and we’ll get started right away!” She invited him inside and he entered.

When Mark entered the home he instantly noticed Reilly. “What's she doing here?” He groaned. “She's that girl that's always getting sat on isn't she?”

“Yep, and that's why she's here. Not just for math. I've already helped her with math, now it's your turn, Mark.” She said, getting out some actual studying material and instructed Reilly to lie down once again.

Reilly rolled her eyes when she saw the actual studying material her teacher laid out. ‘Why couldn't we have just done this?’ She wondered. She was too deep in thought to notice her teacher's massive butt descending down on her face again, smothering her again.

Reilly lie still as the two were practicing Mark’s homework. Reilly actually paid some attention to what they were saying. Although she could see what they were doing, she sure could understand it now. As they spoke, Ms. Pritchard's butt hissed out a silent fart for Reilly to sniff up, before she got bored of all the math going on above her. She rubbed her face in the massive rump and sighed again.

After a while had passed, Ms. Pritchard stood up. “You've earned yourself a prize, Mark.” She pointed to Reilly's face.

“I've actually never done this before, but a lot of my friends have, and apparently it's very gratifying.” He said, walking over to her.

Reilly's face turned red as she started blushing when he got close. She knew for sure she would enjoy this.

Mark squatted down and sat on Reilly's face. He, at first, felt a little uncomfortable. He was one of the few people in town who haven't sat on her face, so this was new to him. He eventually got his positioning right, and he felt her nose go right into his butt. He looked behind him and saw her long hair flowing out from underneath his large, round butt. “Wow.” He said. “Her face is really comfortable.” He said, surprised.

“I made you some lunch.” Ms. Pritchard said, going to her kitchen for a moment. She came back with an incredibly large tub of beans and a ladle. “Chow down, and I'll go into the other room to grade your work.” She handed him the beans and walked out of the room.

As Mark ate the beans, his stomach started to bubble and churn. Beans were his favorite, but he didn't want Reilly to have to suffer through his terrible gas. ‘Man I'd feel bad if I did this to her. I heard about my friends tormenting her like this, and I'd hate to be like them.’ He thought to himself. ‘She's really pretty too.’ He added. He sat up to check on her. “I really don't want to do this to you. My gas is literally the worst in the entire school.” He said, getting quite embarrassed.

“Don't worry about it.” Reilly reassured. “Just give me your all. You're friends do it to me all the time, I can handle it. Plus, you seem a lot nicer than they do, so I'm a bit more willing.” She leaned forward and kissed his butt and returned to her original position. She gave him a reassuring smile for support. ‘God, I hope his gas isn't absolutely awful.’ She thought as his sweatpants covered butt came closer to her face and swallowed it.

Mark’s butt was surprisingly soft for Reilly. She didn't expect something that smelled so terrible to feel so good. She massaged his butt cheeks, and rubbed her face in it to get comfortable. She could hear his stomach churn as he ate more and more beans, until his stomach finally broke and the first silent fart came out. Reilly took a tiny sniff to smell what it was like, and instantly regretted that decision. It smelled 100 times worse than what Ms. Pritchard could do. Then came the real fart storm.

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“Heh, sorry about that.” Mark said, feeling a little more comfortable with her. He grinded his butt on her face as he continued to eat the beans. More and more farts kept coming out of his butt. Their smell gradually got worse as time went on. Mark felt as if he had just let loose something that had been backing him up as he farted all over Reilly.

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Another musty fart came out from his butt and attacked Reilly's nostrils. All she could smell was fermented and rotten eggs, meats, beans, cheese, and some other things. Reilly felt as if she was being sat and farted on by a skunk with a horrible case of indigestion. She loved it. She kissed and worshipped his butt, as more and more of his farts came out on her. A thick greenish brown cloud surrounded her head, encasing her in the stench.

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Mark’s rump hissed out silent fart and boomed out the loudest ones Reilly had ever experienced. He was secretly trying to impress her with his horrible gas. With Reilly kissing and sniffing his farting, sweating butt, it seemed to have worked. He bounced his butt on her face a couple of time as his gas surrounds his “seat”.

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This session lasted for nearly an hour before his gas finally ran out. He got off of Reilly, who was feeling very dizzy from the intoxicating experience.

“Wow…” She said in awe. “That was way smellier than anyone I've encountered. You've got me impressed!” She smiled.

He smiled back. “I can't believe you didn't faint or threaten to sue me!” He laughed and so did she. “I wouldn't mind doing this again…” He nervously sputtered, afraid she might think he was weird.

“Me too!” She smiled. “I could make an exception just for you.” She planted a kiss on his butt cheek. “Just don't make me wait too long.”

He smiled and sat back down on her face. “Oh, I won't!”

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Then end.