"What? No.... Storm what's going on this isn't like you... listen to me we need to fix..." Kitty quickly said to Storm trying to get the hulking woman to listen to reason... while trying not stare at the impressive bulge in her tight pants.
"Bitch... what I tell you." Storm said grabbing Alleycat's bleach blonde hair and pulling her down across one of her knees.
"To have your money...." Kitty sobbed.
"And you didn't after all I did for you... took your little prissy ass and molded you into the beautiful low class gutterflower you are now... but you still need some remindin' it seems." Storm said as she brought her hand down hard on Alleycat's mostly exposed ass eliciting a whine from the girl after a few strikes Alleycat began whining.
"I'm sorry Momma Storm... I'm Sorry! I have your money! I'mma good gutterflower..." Alleycat wailed.
"Oh?" Storm said still holding the girl across her knee.
Alleycat fumbled into her clutch and pulled out a roll of bills... Storm quickly snatched it out of her hand and counted it.
"This is good... for a start." Storm said pocketing the cash.
"So I did good... I deserve a treat right Momma?" Alleycat squirmed over the strong knee.
"hmm... on one hand you did give me the money... on the other you were acting like you was still that prissy bitch a moment ago." Storm thought for a moment, while Alleycat continued begging.
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"What the fuck happened?!" Wolverine yelped looking at his dainty features in his bathroom mirror.
There he saw a pretty girl no more than 5 feet tall potentially even shorter without the heels of the Mary Janes that made up the traditional schoolgirl outfit she was wearing... which of course did nothing but excentuate how pretty but petite she really was.
"This is not fair!" She whined while stamping her feet angrily as if having a mini-tantrum. She hurried back to her desk to look at her teacher's ID so she could at least show someone who she really was... but her heart sank as she found a student ID in it's place. According to it she was Jamie Howlett and only 18 years old.
Her mind thought back to the beer for a second and she panicked worried that someone would find it and then she'd get in trouble!
"no focus..." Wolverine tried to keep his composure.
Just then he heard a ding from the computer.... she went to look what popped up it was not one but two of those weird questions.
What best describes your reputation?
1. Innocent
2. Tease
3. Slut
4. Weird
What best describes your personality?
1. Bad Girl
2. Sweet
3. Bitch to be tamed
4. Shy
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"Well Miss Frost... I think that's enough foreplay." Scott said as he pulled Emma's head off his dick by her pigtails... Emma trying desperately to get another lick but getting nothing but air, after a few seconds of trying she looked up at Mr. Summers with puppy dog eyes... begging silently to let her have her treat back.
Scott was having nothing of it and dragged her to her feet. She pouted for a second before Scott turned her around and pushed her over his desk. He rolls her miniskirt up slightly higher than it was completely revealing her beautiful bimbo bubble booty covered in a pretty pink thong that is practically see through due to Emma's juices.
"oooh...." Emma coos as Scott pulls the piece of fabric to the side and hilts his shaft into her white hot pussy.
"MMM you were always my favorite student... maybe this year you'll actually graduate." Scott said laughing to himself slightly. Emma had been a senior for a number of years at this point... but unfortunately the poor little Bimbette the teacher's never felt comfortable with officially letting her graduate. Deeming it safer for her if she was kept under the watchful eye of the teachers rather than have her running around on field missions regularly. Of course this was caused by another missed question... asking Emma how old she was and creating a scenario that a woman in her mid-twenties was still a high school student.
If Emma were to check her phone she'd find a screen showing fireworks and the words.
CONGRATULATIONS
Emma "The Pink Princess" Frost
You are:
The Teacher's Pet Bimbo
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Of course she wasn't going to see that for a good long while... she was too busy getting what she really needed from her favorite Teacher.