Daycare - Katie is taken to art class
From Create Your Own Story
| Status | ||
| Condition | Conflicted and Horny | Apparel and Items: Shirt, Miniskirt, Bra, Panties, and High Heels |
| Day, Time | Monday, just after lunch | |
| Need to Bathroom | Starting to increase | |
| Level of Humiliation | Humiliated about her day so far | |
Katie shook her head, the boys were so over-the-top in their attitude that it was actually amazing. How could kids be so rude and yet so innocently energetic? It was so confusing. Katie could only think that it was some combination of being spoiled and yet still being young enough to have child-like interests. The morning was bad enough, but she hoped that the kids wouldn't be able to get away with that kind of crap later on. After walking across the building, she found that the kids were entering the art section. Katie was relieved, art was so straightforward there was no way anything like pool class could happen again.
"Hello Miss Irenis, I see that you have the boys today." the art teacher greeted her as they entered the art wing.
"Hello, I'm Katie." she replied, shaking hands with the older gentleman who was at the desk.
"I'm Mr Tahrin, nice to meet you. For art class you are going to have to fill out this form." the man told her, handing over the papers.
Katie took them, and picked up a pen to start filling out the spaces. There were several pages, too many for her to actually read much of it. She mostly skimmed over the little things such as painting, drawing, and picture taking rules. It only took a minute for her to finish the form, so Mr Tahrin was a little surprised when she handed it back.
"Wow, you must really like art." he said with widened eyes, checking off the form and handing it back to her.
"Well, its nice to look at." Katie disinterestedly agreed, leaving the desk and walking towards the front door. "Let's go boys."
The boys followed her in though Katie frowned when she saw them snickering out of the corner of her eye. Katie was a little confused, but she guessed that they were talking about their personal experiences from 'swimming class.' Entering the art area, she found that there were a couple dozen people gathered, with a woman in a paint-covered apron at the front of the large room. The woman motioned Katie over and held her hand out. Katie handed the form over and the artist looking through the papers.
"My my! Aren't you an adventurous soul! Where do you want to get started? We have some private rooms in the back if you want." the woman offered.
"Oh NO!" Katie answered a little too strongly, clearing her throat she continued "Out here is much better for the boys."
"Are you sure?" the woman asked with a frown.
"Yes, I know what I am doing thank you." Katie replied as politely as she could.
There was no way she was going to let the boys take advantage of her again. Out in the open would be much safer. She could rely on the art teacher to keep the kids under control. Katie led the boys to the table in the center of room where they would have no chance to try anything. Taking a seat, she watched as the boys went over to the kid's supplies where they grabbed their own aprons, paints, and brushes of all sizes. Coming back they gave her a nasty look which made her a little confused.
"We want to paint first!" Matthew declared.
"Okay, what are you going to paint on?" Katie asked, noticing that unlike the other kids, they didn't grab any paper.
"You of course!" Josh told her.
"Ahh, no." Katie answered as the art teacher starting walking her way.
"You signed the forms Katie! The last two pages were only optional stuff!" John explained.
"Miss Irenis, I can take your uniform so it doesn't get ruined." the woman told her.
Katie gulped as she realized that she had walked into a trap.
"Uh... okay..." Katie replied, getting to her feet.
Katie gulped down her shyness and stripped down to her underwear in front of over twenty people. Luckily most of the kids were ignoring her, but the other babysitters were either holding in laughs or drinking in her scantily-clad body. Katie handed her skirt and shirt over to the art teacher who took them back to the front of the room. While the woman left, Katie turned to the kids in desperation.
"Can we please go a private room?" she whispered.
"Not unless you agree to our demands." Matthew told her.
Katie glared at them for what must have been the twentieth time that day "What are they?"
"We get to paint wherever we want and we get to keep your panties for the rest of the day." Josh told her.
Katie was about to say no when the art teacher returned.
"So are you boys ready to start?" the woman asked them.
"Umm, actually we are heading to one of the private rooms, the boys want to have some privacy while painting." Katie explained, agreeing to the boy's demands unfortunately.
"Alright, you can just head straight down the hall and to the right. The rooms are down there." she told Katie, handing over a high definition camera.
Katie gulped and proceeded away from the table, down the hallway. She could see that the boys in the room who had been watching her were a little disappointed that she was going to a private room. Katie just hoped that she had made the right choice when she entered the private room, closing it behind her when the boys entered.
"Hand them over!" John immediately cried as soon as the door was closed.
Katie turned away from them and pulled her panties down, covering her ass with her free hand. Stepping out of her panties with her high heels, they took the panties and put it on the table behind them. Katie was left in just her heels and bra in front of the boys. Her face was hot enough to melt ice as she uncomfortably circled around the boys to the little upraised platform. Once on the platform, she stood there stiffly covering herself.
"Hey we want to paint your boobs too!" the boys demanded.
Katie sighed and swung one leg over the other to cover her vagina. She turned her arms back around her body to unhook her bra. Popping it off, she slid it off, putting an arm over her breasts before placing the other over her pubic hair. John took the bra and put it on her panties. Katie backed up against the wall when all three boys got up on the platform with paint and paintbrushes in hand.
"We want you to put your arms over your head and stick your boobs and fast ass out." Josh told her.
"Hey! I am not fat!" Katie retorted, humiliated as she complied with their wish, knowing they would find some way to get back at her.
"Of course your butt is fat! Look at how big it is!" Matthew joined in.
"Yeah! And it jiggles when I hit it!" John smacked her hard.
"Stop that! I'm here for painting, not for touching!" Katie reminded them.
"Shut up stupid! You're just a model! Models don't talk!" Matthew yelled at her, poking her in the belly with his finger.
Katie was getting really pissed off, but she stopped talking. The kids got to work and starting brushing paint all over her body. John covered her legs in yellow paint, working all the way down to her ankles where her high heels were still on and all the way up to her ass cheeks - which definitely was not fat! Josh was meanwhile working on her back with blue. From her shoulders down to her butt she was being covered by a light blue. She squirmed uncomfortably when he started brushing over her ass crack and especially her sensitive rosebud. Matthew was excited because he had her entire front side to himself. With his pale green and a massive brush, he covered her arms, her breasts, her belly, and even her face with green. Her rubbed around her nipples several times with the rough brush, hardening them despite Katie's willing them not to. The worst part though, was when he ran the brush down to her vagina. She gasped when the thick hairs of the brush ran through her pubic hairs and between her labia. He worked the brush hard there, making Katie feel every strand of the brush push against her outermost vaginal wall. The boys really worked it in around her sensitive parts, the boys trading places every several minutes. Yellow, blue, and green all mixed in around her ass, vagina, and nipples leaving obvious spots where they continuously went at her. Katie was already getting more desperate for air when the boys took out circular brushes with massive heads and dipped them into the white paint. So when they all started pushing their brushes into her ass and vagina, she started moaning. John has his brush in her ass, running in and out, deeper and deeper each time. Josh and Matthew went at her vagina in the meantime, using the brushes to cover and fill her vagina with the brushes and the white paint slobbered all over them. If she wanted to, Katie would have admitted it was the best thing she had ever felt as they pounded her mercilessly with the brushes. However, she knew how wrong it was, so despite her being so sexually aroused, every other part of her felted embarrassed and humiliated. She thought that she had some rest when they pulled the brushes out of her, it was not so.
"Lean down and stick your fat butt in the air." Matthew ordered.
Katie glared at the boys and finally told them that enough was enough. At least that was what she wanted to do, instead she complied without hesitation, her rosebud and pussy twitching with anticipation in betrayal of her will. The boys picked up the white paint containers, which had had large nozzles on them for the smaller kids. Each of them had one in hand, and together they stretched her presented holes and stuck the heads in. Katie moaned even louder when the boys unloaded the paint into her, some of it coming back out but most of it draining into her womb and rectum. Katie orgasmed several times in the span of ten minutes as the entirety of the white paint filled her. When they yanked the nozzles back out, she heard wet plops of paint drop to the floor while her vagina and asshole remained gaping from the abuse.
"Oh my god." Katie breathed, feeling the cold paint slide deeper into her colon.
"You slut! You liked that!" John yelled at her.
She didn't deny it.
"So do we use the rest of it too?" Josh asked the others, pointing to the other six bottles they had with her.
"I don't know, you know we only have time for that or pictures." John pointed out.
Katie remained so shocked from pleasure that she was unable to speak or even move.
Daycare - Art Class - The boys fill her up with the rest of the paint
Daycare - Art Class - The boys take pictures of her
Daycare - Art Class - The boys decide they want to leave the art wing
