Mary had been class president every year. It wasn’t that she ran for it. Rather, no one ever thought of nominating anyone else.

For the senior trip, she proposed something new and radical.

“Let’s all go to the mind blank center at the mall instead of an amusement park or something like that. Every one of us girls can get blanked and the guys can keep us for their first year at college. We’ll get a gap-year and the guys will get to use our gaps.”

It didn’t take nearly as much convincing as she thought it would. In fact, the only one who voted against it was Samual Martins and he changed his vote after, saying, “I just didn’t want to be the only guy voting yes, but if all the girls are for it, I’m fucking on board!”

In the end, even their teacher, Miss Prattle got blanked, partially anyway. Whenever she was in the faculty lounge in years after that, she’d suck the cocks of any male faculty in there with her, like instinct.

What happened Mary? She ended up being passed around Bobby Haskell’s dorm like a cheap blow-up-doll. Fucked even more senseless than the blank had already left her. After being deblanked a year later, she immediately got blanked again and delivered to another dorm.

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