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Bible Black: The Golgothon
Part Two: Entrapment
It took the rest of the night for the girls to clean up the basement and get rid of Masane’s body. The all-nighter had left Rihoko and Nanami dragging in school the next day, and Midori had opted to stay home altogether. Only Reina had arrived in class with a strange energy and sense of purpose. She had power. Today she would test it. Again, the choice of victim wasn’t random. She had someone in particular in mind, so she had to wait until English class. She was patient. If she didn’t have the opportunity today, there was always tomorrow.
She was lucky. “Who can translate this passage?” Machiko Aramaki-sensei asked at one point. She looked around the classroom as about four or five students raised their hands. The sexy, doting teacher called on her favorite. “Tozawa-kun?”
Reina perked up and smiled. There she stood: Shiori Tozawa, the girl with the short black hair, gray-green eyes and the impossibly buxom body stuffed into her official uniform. Shiori, the English-class brain who was developing a language skill almost as flawless as Aramaki-sensei’s. Shiori, love object of all the boys, love-hate object of the girls (as a girl, you either wanted to kill her in a jealous rage or eat her cross-eyed in a lustful one, often both). Shiori, who always sat in the front of the class right across from sensei’s podium. Reina’s seat was in the aisle to the left and a few seats back, so she had a great view. Her eyes dropped immediately to the creamy thigh-flesh between Shiori’s stockings and her red, pleated uniform skirt. Oh yes, Reina thought as she licked her lips, it’s definitely her today.
Shiori offered a slight head-bow when she was on her feet and said “Yes” in Japanese before reading the selected passage in English. “Early on in the American Civil War, the leadership of the Union forces was inadequate to the task of holding back the advancing Confederate armies…”
Reina looked on with what seemed to be rapt attention as Shiori read. Actually, Reina barely heard. She was letting the girl’s letter-perfect pronunciation and near-native inflection wash over her as she concentrated on the necessary spells, reciting them in her mind and focusing on Shiori’s body, both the internal and external. They required repitition before they would work, so Reina thought them over and over as fast as she could. She wanted Shiori to be on her feet when “it” happened.
She got her wish. Shiori was just beginning the second paragraph when a cramp made her knees buckle. “Ahh!” she gasped as her ass bucked a little, giving everyone behind her a brief glimpse of her silky pink panties when her skirt flew up.
“Are you all right, Tozawa-kun?” Aramaki-sensei asked.
Shiori forced herself to straighten up. “Yes,” she said with a nod, trying to sound more convincing than she looked. After another moment to collect herself, she continued. “With the appointment of General Grant, the Union’s fortunes took a turn for the…Ahh!” Her knees clamped together and she bucked again, and this time she remained in the crouch with her free hand pressed against the front of her skirt.
“Tozawa-kun?” Aramaki said, real concern for her favorite showing on her face.
Shiori’s thighs were quivering as she answered. “I’m sorry,” she said in Japanese. “May I please go to the bathroom?”
Aramaki thought about it. “You’re almost done. Finish the passage and then you can go.”
Reina would have killed to see the look on Shiori’s face then, but she had to settle for the sound of the sob in her voice when she said, “Yes, sensei,” and the sight of her thighs shifting back and forth as she tried to stand up straight again. Shiori, for her part, couldn’t understand what was happening. She had gone to the bathroom just before class, and she had been perfectly fine before sensei called on her, and now she had to pee so badly it hurt. She could feel the piss coursing in her stretched bladder, and both times the cramps hit her she had almost let go. What was going on? She tried to put it out of her mind as she raised her phrasebook and resumed from where she left off. “…the Union’s fortunes…took a turn…ahh…for the…nyahh!” This time she dropped the book and had to hold on to her desk as she crossed her legs, and suddenly the sound of a wet fart echoed in the classroom, accompanied by a strong smell. Shiori grabbed her stomach as she said, “Please, sensei! Please let me go to the bathroom!”
There was a look of horror on Aramaki-sensei’s face. “All right, all right!” She said. “You may go!”
“Thank you,” Shiori said, but she couldn’t move. She knew she’d wet herself if she didn’t, but she was equally sure that she’d wet herself anyway if she did. She had no idea what to do. Her bowels were filling as quickly as her bladder had, and her anus was already quivering in a vain attempt to hold it in. Finally she took a deep breath and uncrossed her legs to take a step.
Reina had to hide her glee as Shiori began to noisily piss her panties, sending hissing streams of pee down her long legs, making her thighs glisten, her stockings darken and her school slippers shine as it pooled on the floor beneath her feet. Everybody watched as it happened, prompting Shiori to beg, “Please don’t look at me.” Just as she said this, she doubled over with a grunt, giving everyone behind her a clear view of her wet panties as she began to shit with another wet fart. Reina stared as the glistening pink silk darkened and bulged as it filled with Shiori’s excrement. Shiori grunted four times, and each time more shit piled into the garment, until they were so weighed down they started to come off. Worse, the golden streams coursing down Shiori’s legs turned dark brown as the piss mixed with the shit in her pants. Shiori finally managed to get control of her body when clumps of shit started to fall to the floor. She started sobbing then, and covered her face with her hands as she sat down on her haunches over the mess she’d just made.
“Tozawa-kun!” Aramaki said as she approached Shiori’s desk. The teacher looked utterly shocked at what her student had done. Everyone else seemed just as shocked. They were whispering and staring and holding their noses.
And that was when Reina went into her act. She stood up straight and said clearly, “Sensei, I’ll take her to the nurse!”
Aramaki nodded. “Yes, please take her, and stop by the office and ask them to send someone to clean up.”
“Yes,” Reina said with a nod, then she walked over and helped Shiori stand. “It’s okay,” she said soothingly. “It’s all right. I’ll take you to the nurse. Do you have some panties you can put on?”
“No,” Shiori cried. She hadn’t kept spare panties in her locker in ages. So many girls did, because anybody can have an accident in school, but she hadn’t had one in months. She chastised herself for being so complacent.
“That’s okay,” Reina said as she walked Shiori out of the room. “I have some. You can borrow them. We’ll go to the bathroom and clean you up, and then I’ll take you to the nurse and I’ll bring them there, okay?”
“Okay,” Shiori said. She could barely walk. The sensation of her full, wet panties was uncomfortable to say the least.
Shiori and Reina didn’t say anything else until they got to the Girls’ Bathroom. Reina was careful to look around. When she was sure no one else was in the room, she used a spell to seal the door so no one else could come in.
“Soho-san?” Shiori said. She didn’t understand the word Reina had just used, so she turned to her classmate. She gasped when she saw Reina grinning at her lewdly.
“You made an exquisite mess,” Reina hissed through her grin, and again there was something in the background of her voice. It made Shiori cringe. “I’m going to enjoy this so much.” She unzipped her skirt and let it drop to the floor, and Shiori goggled at the sight of something wriggling and straining against the fabric of Reina’s lace white panties. Reina dropped those next, freeing her clit so that it could transform and harden into her cock. Shiori screamed. Reina let her. The spell that sealed the bathroom also soundproofed it, so no one would hear her.
Shiori examined the situation when she was done screaming. Reina was standing between her and the door, which was bad enough without her knowing that she couldn’t have opened it anyway. Her only other option was the window opposite, which was too high for her to reach. She tried anyway, doing her best to scale the wall under it. While she tried in vain to climb the wall, Reina extended a set of claws from her right hand and slashed at Shiori’s ass, shredding her skirt and ripping her panties enough so that the shit dragged them to the floor. Now Shiori’s filthy ass was wonderfully exposed. Reina took in a deep breath through her nose. “Beautiful,” she breathed. She grabbed Shiori from behind, pressing her into her body by the waist. Her cock lodged itself in Shiori’s ass crack, and she moved it up and down between Shiori’s cheeks while she used her free hand to fondle Shiori’s breast. She whispered loving nonsense in Shiori’s ear, then licked and kissed the girl’s neck.
Shiori sobbed the whole time. “Please, don’t do this,” she begged. Her plea fell on deaf ears. Reina dragged her over to the sinks and bent her over the nearest one. A moment later, Shiori felt the tip of Reina’s cock straining at the opening of her pussy. “No!” She begged again. “Please! I’ve never…”
“I know,” Reina hissed, then she thrusted and Shiori screamed again as the cock forced itself all the way in, with nothing but her pee for lubrication. Blood began to flow freely and spatter on the floor as Reina fucked her, and Shiori sobbed in time with each insertion. Annoyingly, Reina came after only a few strokes, shooting wads of cum into her victim. Even so she was still hard, so she decided to make the best of it. She pulled out of Shiori’s cunt, then spread the girl’s cheeks, taking a moment to savor the sight of the coating of shit before plunging her cock into Shiori’s ass and resuming her fuck. This time she got much more mileage out of her appendage. By the time she was ready to shoot, Shiori’s sobs had morphed into sighs and moans. Reina came with a scream and filled Shiori’s ass, pumping in jet after jet of sperm. She was still hard after she pulled out, and there was only one place she hadn’t gone, so she let Shiori drop to her haunches on the floor, then grabbed her head and poked her sloppy dick into her mouth. “Clean me,” Reina ordered, then she began to face-fuck Shiori. Shiori gagged on the penis, covered as it was with her jucies, blood and wastes, but Reina didn’t let up until she came one final time, pumping more sperm down Shiori’s throat. She pulled out and the cock receded almost immediately. Reina didn’t care. She had thoroughly fucked little miss Shiori Tozawa after making her shit and piss her pants. The sight of the girl covered in blood and waste and dripping cum was a masterpiece. She had never been more satisfied.
Of course, she still had an act to finish. She carefully dumped Shiori’s shit in a toilet, then tossed the ruined panties in the trash. A quick reconstruction spell reconstituted Shiori’s skirt, while some tissue and water from the sink was enough to hide any evidence of abuse. With that, Reina got dressed and unsealed the room. She was about to guide Shiori out when another girl burst in. “Hey!” She said while doing a pee-pee dance. “What happened to the door?”
Reina shrugged. “Must have gotten stuck,” she said. The girl just groaned and raced to a stall. Reina smiled as she noticed she was leaving a trail of pee drops, then she guided Shiori out, whispering more things as they went. They were more spells. One was a spell to forget what just happened. The other was a little something for later.
Nothing else happened before the end of school, when the students went off to their clubs and practices. After-school time found Rihoko at the school newspaper headquarters. It was a pretty good indication of the type of news day it was going to be when Shiori’s accident was the talk of the room. “I heard she made on herself like a baby,” said Yung-Hi Cheung, the paper’s star reporter (read: Biggest Class Gossip). Yung-Hi was the brown-haired, brown-eyed, brown-skinned exchange student from Thailand. She had a reputation for being on the make, and there were rumors that she wasn’t above selling her body in exchange for a story, and it didn’t matter if the source was male or female.
As editor, Rihoko appreciated the stories Yung-Hi managed to get, but she loathed the girl as a human being. Choosing her wasn’t a hard decision. She also had the type of body Reina seemed to like, with a lot of cushion in the tits and ass that showed through the uniform shirt and skirt. As she spoke to Yung-Hi, she concentrated on remembering the spells Reina implanted in her mind. “So what happened? Was she sick or something?”
“She was gone before I could interview her,” Yung-Hi said. “The Class President let her borrow some panties when she was in the Nurse’s Office, and her mom came and took her home. So I asked the Nurse what happened, and she said Tozawa-san told her that she didn’t know what happened, that she just suddenly had to go to the toilet, and she couldn’t hold it long enough to get there.”
Rihoko made a show of looking thoughtful as she began the spell chanting in her mind. “Well, it’s a shame for Tozawa, but it’s not much of a story…”
“Oh, but it is!” Yung-Hi said. “What if she was sick, with some sort of contagious disease, or food poisoning, or something in the air that makes girls wet themselves? What if it’s in the paint on the walls or in the wood of the desks or something? The student body has a right to know, Chief, especially our fellow unsuspecting girls!”
Rihoko just shook her head. This was going to be too easy. “Okay, run with it if you think there’s something there. What’s your next step?”
Yung-Hi giggled and clapped once. “Thank you, Chief!” She said. “I want to interview the Class President. She was a prime witness.”
Rihoko sighed. You mean you want to fuck the Class President, she thought. She wanted to believe that it was a crush, like in Nanami’s case, but with Yung-Hi it was just as likely that Reina was next on a checklist. “I think I can arrange that,” she said.
“Good!” Yung-Hi said. “I know you’re in her homeroom so I was hoping you could help me find her.”
“That’s easy.” Rihoko checked her watch. “She should be meeting with the Student Council today. If you go to the Student Council Room you should be able to catch her when they’re done.”
Yung-Hi stood with a grin and grabbed a notepad and pencil. “I’m on my way! I won’t let you down, Chief! This story is going to be big! I can smell it!” She rushed out of the room after that.
Rihoko smiled. You’ll smell it all right, she thought, then she turned to her laptop and started writing her editorial for the next edition. None of the other staffers in the room knew she was casting spells as she typed.
Yung-Hi felt the effects of the spells a few seconds later. She was headed for the Student Council Room at a run, but she had to stop when she felt a sudden cramp in her bladder. She took some deep breaths and fought through the sensation, then tried to continue at a more leisurely pace. She only got a few more steps down the hall when her bladder cramped again, and was immediately followed by a cramp in her gut. She decided she had to stop when she felt her bowels fill up, so she hobbled to the nearest Girls’ Room. “Coming through!” She announced as she burst in.
She was stunned when she found herself back out in the hall. “What the fuck?” She said. She ran back through the bathroom door…and found herself in the hall again. “Fuck!” She yelled when more cramps hit, then she tried the door one more time, only to end up back in the hall.
“It’s an hallucination,” she thought out loud. “It must be part of the sickness! Ayahh! This must have happened to Tozawa!” She held the notebook over her ass and did a pee-pee dance while she tried to decide what to do. “I have to get to the Council Room!” She said. “Soho-san will know what’s going on!”
Yung-Hi continued on as best she could, taking short steps and walking hunched over as her wastes tried to force their way out of her body. “I have to hold it, I have to hold it…” Yung-Hi chanted to herself, hoping the affirmations would help her do just that. They worked all the way to the Student Council Room door, which had been left open. The Student Body President was addressing the various Class Presidents and other Council members.
Yung-Hi hadn’t wanted to disturb them, but she was standing in the door when the final spasms hit, and she groaned loudly, drawing everyone’s attention just before her piss came out in a warm rush and splashed on the floor. “Oh, no!” She cried when her shit followed suit, snaking past the material of her white thong panties and falling into the piss puddle she was making. The Student Council watched mesmerized as their constituent made a mess of herself and their entrance.
Reina was paying the most attention. Nice going, Rihoko, she thought. You sent me the Little Brown Fuck Machine! She stood up with that thought, then said heroically, “You poor thing! Mr. President, I’ll help her to the bathroom!”
“Um…very good,” The Student Body President said. He was trying hard to look detached, hoping all the while that no one noticed the bulge rising in his pants.
Reina had noticed, but she didn’t say anything about it as she went to Yung-Hi and escorted her away from the door. She was about to do what the Student Body President could only dream about.
Junior Cheerleading Practice went off without much in the way excitement. Still tired from the night before, Nanami simply went over some basic cheers with her squad before dismissing them. They retired to the locker room to shower and dress before going home. They gossiped as they walked in, chatting like the schoolgirls they were. Only Nanami didn’t participate, which was unusual for her. “Are you okay, Captain?” Someone asked her.
“I’m just tired,” she said. She didn’t want them to know she wasn’t talking because she was too busy trying to remember the spells sempai had taught her while trying to figure out who she would use them on. There were plenty of prime candidates getting naked around her, but her own jealousy prevented her from choosing one of them. She wanted to be sempai’s only underclassman-girlfriend. None of these other bitches were worthy of the privelege. All well and good, but that meant she had to find an upperclassman to use the spells on.
Fortunately there was a supply of them nearby to choose from. When her squad left the gymnasium, the Senior Cheerleading Squad took it over for their practice. Nanami showered and dressed quickly, then watched the session from the entrance to the locker room . There were more than a dozen third and fourth year girls in cheerleader uniforms just waiting to be manipulated. Nanami was stuck for a choice for a moment, but that changed when she spotted her, Mia Kakurazaka, fourth year student and resident evil cunt. She was always condescending to the Junior squad cheerleaders, acting as if being a high-ranking member of the Senior squad made her Queen of the School or something. Nanami and the other Junior squad girls hated her. Nanami smiled. She would be perfect! Not only was she evil, but she was just sempai’s type, with a body that strained at every uniform she wore and dirty blonde hair she wore in long ponytails. Nanami forced herself not to laugh evilly as she began reciting the spells in a soft whisper.
The head cheerleader was addressing the squad when the first cramps hit. Mia was sitting on the floor with the others when she suddenly clasped her thighs together and gasped. The head cheerleader stopped talking and everyone looked at her then, so she tried to play it off, but another cramp hit and made her yell louder. She gingerly opened her legs after that to check the damage. She wasn’t doing very well holding it. There was already a dark spot on her uniform bloomers, and another spurt of pee came out while she was looking. She clapped her thighs together for good then, then started rocking back and forth, then she bent over as the gut cramp hit.
“Geez, Mia-san,” one of the others cracked, “couldn’t you wait till the end of practice to pee yourself?”
“Yeah,” someone else said, “like you usually do?”
“It’s not funny!” Mia complained. She had never been good at holding her pee, a secret known only to her friends on the cheerleading squad. Most of the time she was able to keep her bladder empty by going to the bathroom at regular times during the day, so the problem only cropped up at odd moments - like during games - but she could usually hold it till the end of a practice session, but today she was suddenly bursting with pee, and she’d never had to shit this badly in her life. She gave the head cheerleader a pleading look. “Captain, may I go to the bathroom?”
The head cheerleader made a big show of thinking about it, making the others laugh while Mia squirmed, then she said, “Mmm, okay! Everybody take five while Self-Wetting Girl changes her panties.”
Mia had to clamp her hands over her pussy and ass when she stood, making the other girls howl, especially when she hobbled to the locker room, clutching herself and hunched over. At the locker room entrance her way was blocked by Nanami. “Out of the way, infant!” She said.
“Who’s the infant?” Nanami said with a grin. “You’re the one wetting her panties like a little girl.” Mia’s legs were shifting back and forth and drops of pee were escaping the confines of her hand.
“Fine,” Mia said, “I’m wetting myself, which is why I need you to get out of the way so I can use the toilet.”
Nanami took on a mock air of seriousness. “Well, I’m sorry, but the locker room toilets are not working. It’s been that way since this morning.”
“You’re lying!” Mia said. It was as much a plea as an accusation.
“I wish I were,” Nanami said, trying to sound sincere and upset. “One of my squad made a mess in there before we realized it.”
“Ayahh…” Mia said when another spasm hit. She winced when a stream of pee escaped her grasp and puddled on the floor beneath her. “What am I going to do? I won’t be able to hold the rest in all the way to one of the hall bathrooms.”
Nanami shrugged. “You’ll have to try. There’s no place for you to go here.”
Mia glared at her. “This is your fault somehow, infant! I just know it, and I’ll get you for it!” With that, Mia hobbled away. Nanami chuckled at the trail of pee drops left in her wake as Mia left the gymnasuim.
In the hall, spasms made Mia stop twice before she could reach the Girls’ Room. The second spasm made her let out a hunk of shit while she started to pee in earnest. “No!” she cried, then she raced the rest of the way, hoping she could at least hold the rest of her shit until she could get her bloomers off. She slammed into the bathroom door with all her might when she reached it and was surprised when it didn’t open. “No!” she said as she pounded on the door and continued to pee her bloomers. “Why won’t you open??” Suddenly, it did open and Mia raced in, and then she was frozen by what she saw.
That Thai girl, Yung-Hi, was squatting on the floor by the sinks with her uniform disheveled and her hair ruffled and a huge cock pistoning in and out of her mouth. Actually, this wasn’t an usual position for the Little Brown Fuck Machine to be in. The strange part was that she looked and smelled like she had just done in her pants what Mia was trying not to do. The other strange part was who the cock was connected to. It was a girl - for the most part, anyway - who sounded like she was in ecstasy as she face-fucked Yung-Hi.
A sudden spasm reminded Mia of what she had come into the bathroom to do. It also made the action moot, as it forced her to shit all of the contents of her bowels into her bloomers with a loud groan as she emptied her bladder completely. The noise of it all made the futa girl look at her as she fucked. Mia tried to recognize her. Wasn’t that the infant’s baby sitter?
Reina smiled and came in Yung-Hi’s mouth. She held the pose she was in for a few seconds, pumping Yung-Hi full of sperm while staring and smiling at Mia. When she was done she pulled out her still-hard cock and turned fully to the cheerleader. “Oh,” she said, “You must be Nanami’s offering for today!”
To her credit, Mia tried to run immediately. Unfortunately, the bathroom door wouldn’t open when she tried it, and she did try several times. As she stood there fighting uselessly with it, Reina came up behind her and lifted her uniform skirt. The sight of the stained and bulging shorts was like a mating call for her.
“Rah rah,” she whispered to Mia before grabbing her from behind.
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