The orgasm wasn't stopping, it wasn't even going down, actually she felt like the intensity was increasing with every passing and painful second. Someone had helped her on to a seat, where Fuckme continued to cum. Her massive tits were squeezed against the seat in front of her, but since she already had the most pleasurable orgasm possible, her tits touching the seat weren't making it any worse. At some point Fuckme had given up to try to not scream and moan through the entire bus, her body was just not following her orders anymore if she tried to not be sexy. Beside her sexual screams the bus was dead silent. Everyone seemed to listen, especially the girls, which seriously concerned Fuckme in those few moments where a few of her brain cells could be spared to think about anything but sex.
The bus got stuck in the usual traffic jams, which meant it would take the usual hour to get to school. An hour that contained nothing but insane pleasure and orgasmic overkill for Fuckme. The girl that had helped her on the seat was sitting next to Fuckme, one of the reasons she hadn't fallen off the seat yet. At some point that girl had been so kind to pull out a napkin and press it gently against Fuckme's watering pussy. Fuckme felt how that girl's fingers were doing more than just keeping the napkin in place, frequently she 'accidentally' rubbed it against her clit. Not that it did change anything, since she was cuming like crazy anyways, but it painfully reminded Fuckme of the curse John had put on her: all girls would suddenly become bi if she was around.
After half an hour of constant cuming and screaming Fuckme began to black out. Her throat felt sore already from the constant moans, and her brain lacked air and especially a moment of relaxation to function properly. The good thing however was, that the more she lost her senses, the faster time seemed to pass, so Fuckme didn't fight it, she actually hoped that she would pass out at some point. But so far she at least had some remains of consciousness left that kept her aware of the orgasm, but little else. At some point the girl next to her had stopped to secretly work Fuckme's pussy and just started making out with her, much to the entertainment of basically everyone else in the bus. Fuckme didn't fight it, her brain was just too torn apart by those almost 45 minutes of the strongest orgasm of her life. And her body once again had it's own mind and performed well despite the fact that Fuckme barely noticed anything. At some point she had seen a short glimpse of a building that she vaguely remembered as the school, and deep inside her she prayed that this torture would end soon. And then it did.
Confused Fuckme stared back at the approximately 30 people that stared at her, especially her tits. Her orgasm had stopped as sudden as it started, and her mind had cleared instantly and was now filled with the urge to enter school. She remembered that John had cursed her to go through the entire school day as usual, which probably was the reason why she suddenly woke up from her sexual obvlivion. Fuckme realized that she was seriously making out with the girl next to her, someone she didn't knew at all, but her hands were busy fondling those probably B-cups she had, and her slit through the fabric of her jeans, while she exchanged kisses with lots of tongue a little higher. Fuckme eventually broke the kiss and whispered with so much sex oozing in her voice that it even scared herself: "I'd love to continue that, but we need to leave now." She took a mental note to try to speak as little as possible. The girl, who had came at least a few times as far as Fuckme remembered, once again was very helpful in pushing Fuckme through the door of the bus. And now Fuckme stood in front of her school, naked, with giant tits and ass, horny, cursed to act as sexy as she could, cursed to cum if anyone told her, and worst of all: cursed to go through it no matter what. When her legs suddenly decided to walk towards the entrance, despite the fact that her knees were still shaking from that hour of cuming like crazy, she pondered whether or not her tits would adjust to get her stuck in those wide double-doors. And everyone - really everyone - stared at her every move, like they'd never seen a girl like her walk naked to school. Some cocks hardened and some nipples did as well. And with every step the horror and shame became worse.
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