When I first started modifying posters and magazines, I had to figure out a way to distribute the modified magazines without arousing any suspicions. I decided the best possible option was to volunteer to distribute school magazines to all teachers and staffs.
The freshly printed magazines would always arrive in a box, under Ms Watson’s care until I arrive to take it.
“Good morning, Miss Watson. Have the magazines arrive?”
“Hello Jason. Yes they have. They’re right at the corner as usual.”
“Thanks.”
Today, Ms Watson wore a sheer blouse. It was without a doubt she was wearing a type of plunge bra. It covered her mammaries, but revealed a deep cleavage. And I could make out the shape of her nipples poking out.
Her legs were crossed, so her skirt rode up, revealing her sexy legs all the way up above her mid-thigh. I tried to stare at her legs as long as possible without being too obvious.
After I took the magazines, I began distributing them.
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I had continuously modified the ads in the magazines. I wanted the readers to get used to coming across sexual content all the time. The female models promoting normal mundane products were progressively wearing more and more revealing outfits, posing in more and more sexually suggestive poses.
My latest attempt at modifying ads was one ad for washing machine / dryer combo. The ad featured a hot matured woman arriving home late at night. She kissed a younger man at the door, before closing it.
She was wearing a tiny white micro dress. The hemline ended just below her ass, flaunting her long legs in white fuck-me-stilettos.
On her dress, there was a red stain from wine spill. She threw the dress into the washing machine and went to bed. The next evening, she wore the same dress, cleanly washed, and went to another club, meeting another young guy, making out with him while his hands roamed her body.
Coming home late, she threw the dress in for a wash. The next evening. Same clean dress, different club. This time, she was meeting a young woman. They made out. The young woman leaned down and sucked the lady’s nipples through her white dress. The lady had her eyes shut and mouth wide open, clearly enjoying the sensation. Before long, her white dress had two distinct markings of bright red lipstick, with her nipple pokies at the center of the lips.
Again, she threw the dress into the washer, wearing it out again the next evening.
This time, it was a pair of very handsome twins. She was sandwiched between them. She made out with one of them, while the other kissed her neck and shoulder.
When she threw the dress into the washer, there were multiple spots of visible stains. There was no doubt the twins ejaculated their fresh loads all over her dress.
“Rapid Cyclone. The washer/dryer that can keep up with your active lifestyle.”
Up until now, I haven’t received any complaints from any readers regarding my modified sexual content. I must be doing quite well.
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As I walked around campus distributing the modified magazines, I noticed most of the teachers had begun wearing the latest fashion trends, with more revealing outfits.
One of them was Rebecca Herguson. Ms Herguson was well known for her massive bosoms. She tried very hard to hide them, but it was near impossible. Nevertheless, she still tried her best, always wearing loose clothes which covered her top.
But today, Ms Herguson was wearing a light summer dress. The dress had a reasonably low neckline. But because it was worn by Ms Herguson, it looked as if her massive breasts were about to spill out of the neckline at any moment. The deep cleavage line was very prominent. And with every step she took, her breasts bounced, which in turn distorted her cleavage line. It was mesmerizing.
It was quite obvious Ms Herguson wore a bra, but her large nipples still managed to pierce through her bra and dress, forming two distinct nubs in front of her dress.
I glanced into the class. The students’ eyes were definitely following Ms Herguson’s bouncing breasts as she walked around class.
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Having distributed the magazines, I went to the principal’s office for my appointment with her. Ms Watson asked me to wait. Mrs Anderson was occupied.
While waiting, I began thinking about the effects of my modified ads on Principal Anderson. She had begun to slowly dress in more revealing attire. And she certainly didn’t mind lustful stares from other men and students, including me.
I began to wonder if I could improve my editing, so in future, she would become more comfortable in revealing her hot body in my presence.
In fact, I began to think about the possibility of influencing her to develop sexual feelings for me. She would think about me sexually all day, thinking about my hard cock pounding her holes, making her cum over and over again. On her knees sucking my cock and swallowing my hot thick cum. My cock grew hard thinking about it.
Not long after, I was allowed into her office.
“Good morning, Jason.”
“Good morning Mrs. Anderson.”
Mrs. Anderson was standing in front of her desk. Her blazer suit hung on the coat hanger. The blouse she wore was thin and semi-translucent. The figure-hugging design of the blouse highlighted the curves of her large breasts. There were two darker semi-circle spots on her blouse, signs of her dark areolas peeked out above her half-cup bra. She wore her blouse with a few buttons undone, revealing a deep cleavage.
I began to wonder if her bra was a push-up bra, because her tits looked larger, and her cleavage line was longer than usual.
I slowly traced my eyes down her curvy body, down to her hips where she wore a short skirt, the hemline ended above her mid-thigh. Her smooth legs were enticing, clad in a pair of 4-inch pump heels.
“I’ve been informed by Mr Jones (my calculus teacher), you’re in the process of preparing to launch a local program channel in campus. His explanation was quite detailed, but I got lost in the technical jargons. Can you perhaps elaborate it for me again?” Mrs Anderson asked.
She was smiling, with her cheeks turned a shade of red blush. She knew my eyes were roaming all over her body. She opted to ignore my actions and began our discussion.
“Of course. I plan to start with a shorter broadcast, just a few hours a day during school hours. Alexis Dario will be the host.” Mrs Anderson nodded in agreement.
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Alexis Dario was one of the brightest seniors in college. And one of the hottest. She was very active in drama performances in college. She loved to be in front of the camera, as the center of attraction.
Alexis was also one of my sister’s best friends. As such, she was also exposed to my edited episodes of GCH (Gold Coast High) and other modified ads.
Alexis had a natural tendency to not only flaunt her acting talents, but also to flaunt her hot body. She frequently wore one of the shortest skirts in campus. She was also not afraid to undo more buttons on her blouse than other girls to reveal her deep cleavage. As such, wherever she went, there were always a group of male students following behind.
Especially when Alexis was walking up the stairs. It was very hard to resist staring up her short skirt.
Alexis maintained a good relationship with most of the teachers (particularly male teachers), so she was more daring in pushing the boundaries of the dress code.
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I continued my presentation, trying very hard not to stare at my hot principal’s body. Her constant faint smile showed I failed miserably.
“The format is fairly standard. Every episode would start with the news. Next up would be a segment on college subjects. Each episode would feature different subjects presenting short but fun topics for the students. The first episode would be Ms. Arton’s Physics class. They prepared a short introduction to Newton’s laws of motion. They used real life examples such as maglev…”
“No need to dive into technical details, Jason. I just want the rough overall idea. Keep going.” Mrs. Anderson interrupted me with a wave of her hand. Her breasts jiggled with her movement, causing a sensation in my cock, which throbbed uncontrollably.
I continued with my briefing. Mrs Anderson leaned on the edge of her desk, listening intently. At one point, she crossed her arms just beneath her boobs. Both arms pushed her mammaries slightly upwards, revealing even more naked flesh through the valley of undone buttons. For some reason, her nipples seemed more erect and more visible.
I was well aware of my horny dick responding to her display, throbbing constantly and very much hard erect. I had no way of concealing my erection without turning the atmosphere awkward, so I kept on going, praying my hot principal would not comment on it.
“….. and finally, the last segment would be sports and some light-hearted articles.”
“Of course, I understand there are costs involved. Fortunately, I had managed to secure a few sponsors who are willing to pay for the production, in exchange for a few advertising spots.”
“I now have more than enough fundings for the project, so there’s no need for me to ask for funds from the college.”
“Oh my, that’s wonderful!” Mrs Anderson clapped her hands in delight. Her bosoms bounced visibly.
“You just took some weight off my shoulders. One less thing for me to worry about. How many episodes have you prepared?”
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