Jon glanced about shyly as he walked to the front of the class.
Even sitting down, these new girls were taller than his little curvy body. Not one of them met his gaze as he wandered past. Jon gave a cute little whimper of embarrassment: he knew where their attention was.
His lacy little pink bra wasn't really up to its job. Not only was it far too tiny to cover much of his acres of creamy titflesh, but its oddly elastic material didn't so much offer support as make everything even bouncier than it already was.
Jon could feel his huge hooters dancing with his every mincing step.
Between the bouncing of his golden pigtails, the jiggling of his new boyish assets, and the sexy wiggling of his posterior, the poor sudents barely knew where to look.
Barely. Most eyes gravitated lustfully to that stupendous bosom.
"I see you've already noticed the human male's best features" the teacher said as she turned Jon to face the roomful of leering students. "Actually, they're pretty hard to miss..."
Her big hands suddenly reached down and gave the tiny boy's blouse just the barest of tugs, but that was all that was needed.
The class snickered and Jon gasped as his boobs popped out.
He instinctively made a grab for his exposed chest, but found that the science teacher was easily pinning his arms to his sides.
Jon looked up from where his breasts jiggled with their newfound freedom to the class staring hungrily at them. A few had phones out and were taking pictures.
"The Tits" the teacher chuckled. "The best part of any man - and not just for aesthetic reasons"
Jon gave a little peep as a big hand reached down and cupped one of his plump young breasts, the thumb lightly teasing his swollen pink nipple.
"No," the teacher continued. "These Puppies contain glands that can secrete any organic substance that the male has ever tasted... though, of course, like everything else, the boys can't use them by themselves..."
She reached over and plucked up a half-empty coffee mug.
"...No, as always, they really need a Woman's touch to get anything done..."
Jon gave a sharp intake of breath as the woman pinched his fat nipple between two fingers, the mug held beneath it.
"Coffee, black" she said.
Suddenly Jon felt a strange burning sensation building inside his breast - it felt full... and swollen... and warm...
With a surprised squeal, he felt a torrent of warm coffee suddenly spurt out of his engorged nipple and splash into the mug. He had to bite at his lip and struggle to keep quiet as the mug filled. The sensation really felt surprisingly...
"Cream" the woman said, grabbing at his other breast.
This time he couldn't resist a drawn-out moan as the thick substance was milked from him. The class chuckled.
"Seltzer" the teacher said with a smile, placing the mug on the table and grasping at both of the boy's exposed breasts.
But just as Jon felt the now-familiar tingly burning building inside the delicate flesh, she reached down and tightly squeezed at his nipples, sealing them shut.
Jon peeped and stared in horror at his breasts as they began to noticeably fill and then swell with the pressure. The classroom chuckled at his ridiculous little attempts to break free or wrest the women's hands from his straining bosoms.
Jon gasped with the pain, the strange, burning pressure, but then...
As the teacher suddenly released him and stood back, smiling, Jon gave a gasp that turned into a squeal, then a full-throated scream of pleasure as geysers of bubbling water erupted from his chest.
The feeling was beyond sexual - it was orgasm.
The class laughed hysterically at the half-naked little boy standing before them, screaming in his musical little voice, his little doll-face twisted with ecstasy as two powerful fountains squirted from his nipples, sending his huge, perfect tits spinning and bouncing wildly.
Jon squealed and squealed, lost in the ecstasy, until finally the stream began to abate.
Finally, the little boy in now damp and clingy clothes looked up at the class full of hysterical girls. His big sky-blue doe eyes clouded with afterglow.
His little satisfied moan and lick of his lips nearly set the girls off laughing again until the teacher placed a hand on his soft little shoulder.
"Well," she chuckled, looking down at his still bare (and now shiny-wet) boobs and said. "This has been fun - but does anyone know where our useful little cow is supposed to be right now?"
A girl put up her hand and said "Yes, ma'am - he's..."
