After dealings - 2

by Groblek

(https://aryion.com/g4/user/Groblek)

(This tale is a serialized continuation of the first Maidens' Deal story (https://www.patreon.com/posts/lessons-in-tale-65521722) we will ideally have one chapter out per month until its complete! The individual chapters will be Patreon exclusive, but the final complete tale will be up for everybody, hope you all enjoy the slow unrevealing of the plot! Use the tags to find the previous chapters! ^^)

Chapter 2: At the maidens bathroom

“CHAVEZ! Chavez! You are cunt-sssssssssummming meeeeeeeh!” Penny Berrycloth’s horny moans echoed around the women’s bathroom, Chloe Chavez was using her phone to show her classmates the final human moments of the uppity woman. “GggghGGOOOOOOODD! CHAVEZ YOU… You asshole!  Don’t film it!”

“I told you not to show that to anyone!” hissed Penny in the present, in her nude banshee form floating at the side of her maiden, she could only be seen and heard by the smug Chloe, who was sitting on the sink while holding the phone so everybody got a good view of the video.

“You did, Penny, but I’m the top bitch now, and I want everyone to see how I put you in your place,” Chloe giggled, whispering to the ghost of her former teacher-turned-pussy as the video continued to roll.

Chloe was wearing a dress with a denim jacket over the top, her black hair was tied up in a bun, the once teacher’s pair of half-moon glasses resting on top of her head.

Her audience didn’t notice their banter, their attention was riveted on the video, watching their teacher slowly melt into Chloe’s crotch to achieve her true, permanent form as Penny Pussy. The video reached its conclusion, just like every other time she had re-watched it, Chloe gently stroked her crotch as Penny’s final words played out.

“No, no you aren’t. You were right, this is all I ever wanted! I AM VAGINA! I wouldn’t change it forgggnnnn anaaaaaAAAAAAH!”

“Chavezzzz am goiiiiing!”

“Cha-Chavzzzzzz Pennny Pusssss… Pennnn pussshhhssss…”

Chloe stopped the video on Penny’s final gasp, right after the glasses fell from her vulva, leaving the frozen image of an ordinary-looking pussy with red pubes on the screen where the redhead’s face had been mere moments ago.

“And that, my friends, is the happy ending to Miss Berrycloth’s final lesson, a live demonstration of what a Maiden’s Deal really looks like!” Chloe proclaimed triumphantly, putting her phone away. “Shared with you all cause I’m kind hearted and thought it would be a waste if my cunt’s best class was a private one! As I said and have now proved, Penny Berrycloth is nothing but my pussy, see?!”  she announced as she lifted her dress’ skirt and spread her legs wide open to reveal her bare crotch.

There it was, shamelessly displayed.

Her vagina, exactly like in the video.

Plump meaty pink, a prominent clit, distinguishably pale in comparison with Chloe’s brownish skin, the curly red bush had grown quite a lot.

The banshee did a facepalm to hide her blushing.

“Wasn’t it enough with the video…?” she groaned.

Chloe chuckled, enjoying the attention her proud vagina was receiving. On a whim, she pulled the half-moon glasses off her head and held them in front of her pussy.

“Pay attention class! Who’s ready for today’s lecture?” she began to say, doing a poor imitation of Miss Berrycloth’s tone and manners that caused a few bursts of laughter. “Today’s topic: How a stuck-up teacher became her worst student’s drooling twat!  Don’t worry, there’s no test, I only deal in menstrual cycles now!”

Even her banshee laughed at that one.

But there was one dissenting voice amongst the crowd…

“You’re lying, Chloe, that can’t possibly be Miss Berrycloth! You must… have faked that video somehow just to… just to get us to stare at your dumb cunt!”

Chloe glared over the heads of her nearest classmates and saw Wendy Wilson frowning at her.

A smirk was drawn on Chloe's lips

“You sure about that, Wendy? We've been friends for a long time and I’ve caught you staring while we were changing often enough to know you must be quite familiar with the look of my cunt. I’m sure you can tell how different it looks now that Penny’s is filling the position!”  Chloe retorted.

The other girls tittered at that statement, Chloe cocked her head, her impish curiosity peaked as Wendy’s cheeks grew red.

“You touched a nerve, she must really have been looking your way…” mumbled an intrigued Penny.

Chloe slid off the counter and strode over to Wendy. While she continued to lift her skirt with one hand, she grabbed Wendy’s hair with the other, pushing the woman’s head down level with her crotch.

“Take a good look, Wendy, my friend! Does it really look like my original pubic hair to you?” she gloated. “Can you see the woman that is no more? The mystery of why Miss Berrycloth stopped giving classes?”

Wendy gulped nervously, but didn’t respond. Instead, she just stared intently between Chloe’s legs with a look that Chloe couldn’t read, which was annoying.

“Hey! Stop being such a bully, Chavez!”  The upset banshee clenched her carnal form, sending a chill of pleasure that made Chloe lose some of her cool.

“Shush, cunt! I’m just teasing her!” Chloe thought back at her genitalia.

Penny rolled her eyes, leaning closer to Wendy’s face, she noticed the shine in the young woman’s eyes… she understood something her maiden had missed…

“Sorry, Wendy, but I really am just this idiot’s clench…” she muttered to herself.

“What’s the matter, c-cat got your tongue?” Chloe said, taunting her classmate. “Or do you just not want to admit to everyone that you wish you could take our teacher’s place?”  She tried without much success to not show just how tempting it was to push Wendy’s head a little closer and bury her former friend’s face in her pussy. “Tough luck! Penny took the spot, she’s mine and we are one, forever!” at the back of her mind, Chloe heard Penny’s laughter, felt an urge increase as her pussy encouraged her.

The banshee’s arms were on her shoulders.

“She may do it without your help,” …   a ghostly giggle.

A short intense pause, the audience, the rest of the room, seemed to vanish.

Chloe became very aware of Wendy’s warm breath against her crotch.

Wendy licked her lips, in her mind she was stripping her dear teacher of her clothes, her dignity, her humanity… until only the tempting gaping hole in front of her eyes remained…

The moment… was abruptly shattered by another classmate’s rude outburst.

“She wants your pussycat to get her tongue, if you know what I mean!”  someone shouted from the audience.  “Why don’t you give her a lick, Wendy, tell us if it still tastes like Miss Berrycloth! You sure know!”

It was Brenda, the unibrowed captain of the volleyball team.

Wendy’s trance awakened into embarrassment, she pulled backwards and away from Chloe.

“You are a weirdo…” she mumbled, looking away.

Chloe snorted and whirled to stare at the woman who had interrupted their moment.

“What do you mean by that, Brenda?” Chloe demanded, covering the fact that she had wanted Wendy to do exactly what Brenda had suggested with anger.

Brenda’s smirk became a  nervous smile when she realized that Chloe wasn’t amused.

“I… thought that since… Everybody knows she was your cunt’s teacher’s pet… Everybody knows Berrycloth was a lesbo… and… they spent a lot of time together and stuff…”  Brenda stammered, squirming under Chloe’s stern glare.

“Brenda Stucco! Are you really insinuating that I’d have gone around taking sexual favors from my students?!” Miss Berrycloth’s ghostly voice sounded angrier than Chloe had ever heard her when she was a woman. ”I am a vagina! I literally gave up my individual personhood rather than abuse my authority!”

Chloe felt her pussy’s indignation fueling her own irritation as she stepped forward and pushed Brenda up against the wall, her skirt fell down.

“Are you implying that Wendy was doing more than just studying in there with my Penny, uh? That they were being naughty?” Chloe held the speechless Brenda for a moment, then let her go, turning back to the crowd. “You better get this into your heads: I’m the only one who was woman enough to conquer that cunt and put her in her place! I don’t want to hear anyone suggesting otherwise… or you might be the next one to end up inside my panties!”

Some of the women, mainly the ones that hadn’t finished sex education, backed off, sharing nervous glances.

“Chloe! Don’t lie to them, you know that’s not possible! Maiden’s Deals can only be sealed once! And you’re all also too close in age to be making deals with each other anyway!”

Miss Berrycloth’s voice rang in Chloe’s head, the banshee’s hand waved a finger sternly in front of Chloe’s face. Bothered by the nagging Chloe mentally brushed aside her banshee, shoving Penny’s consciousness back down into the vagina she was.  ”I told you to shush, coño! You know that, and I know that, but most of them don't and they should fear us rather than stepping out of line! Now stop being a sour cunt and go have a nap!”

“That’s a poor excuse to fifill their headsh with misisinffffformahhhhhfFFFackkkk!'' The cry of indignation melted into a moan in Chloe’s crotch, the maiden turned down her pussy’s protestations until she felt her vaginal lips drooling mindlessly.

Satisfied, Chloe tugged her skirt down and turned her attention back to her classmates, who were still backing away scared. Feeling the vibe that she was losing her audience she decided to make her great exit.

But not before one final jab towards her old pal Wendy…

Chloe put on the half-moon glasses and untied her hair, revealing the single curl of red that hung at the front of her hairline. Putting her hands in her jacket pockets she invoked her banshee’s presence, scaring the crowd even more as they were reminded of the aura of authority that Penny effortlessly exuded when she was a teacher and woman.

She seemed taller, fiercer.

Miss Chavez.

Even if they hadn’t seen the video or her vagina everybody was now sure that Chloe wasn't bluffing, a deal had been sealed and two women had truly become one.

Chloe spoke to everybody in the bathroom, but only looked at Wendy.

“If you bitches believe Miss Berrycloth was wicked you aren’t ready for how much worse I can be, so you’d better watch your tongues when I am around or this bad-pussy will give you something meaner than a detention! Understood?”

Nobody said anything, there were a few nods.

Chuckling, Chloe left without saying goodbye.

But she didn’t have time to walk even half a hallway away before noticing she was being followed by someone that had come out of the bathroom right after her, she smirked, it was obvious who. Playing cat and mouse she led her pursuer to a less busy part of the college. When nobody was around she stopped at a corner, waited for the perfect moment and whirling around pinned the chaser against the nearest lockers.

“You are such a creep, Wendy,” it was said with a gentle smile on her lips. “If you don’t stop following me around, I may have to put you down there with Penny, is that what you want? Cause if you are really so keen to have the company of my pussy…!”

Despite being trapped between the locker and her bully Wendy stood firm.

“Bullshit, Chloe, I know that’s not even possible,” she said. “You only get to close either one deal or none in your life.”

“Of course you would know that, nerd,” Chloe barked.  “Why are you following me around? You really think I would still be friends with a lame ass like you? If so I’m sorry to tell ya that I was just making fun of you!”

A slight blush came back to Wendy’s cheeks.

“As if I ever wanted to be friends with a dimwitted ass like you… I just… It’s just…” she paused, her words failing.

“Spit it out!” grunted Chloe, slamming a hand into the locker above Wendy.

Wendy breathed deeply…

Looked away…

“How… How did you do it?” her voice stammered, longing visible in her face. “How? How did someone like you make someone like her… How did you get Miss Berrycloth to agree to… to…”

Chloe laughed, amused.

“Say it.”

“How did you manage to make Miss Berrycloth become your…” the last word was uttered as a shiver. “...coochie…?”

“Oh my, you’re such a pervert, asking a lady about her puss like that! Guess that big mouthed Brenda was correct about something: You did have the hots for our dear ol’ ex-teacher, didn’t you? Hmp! Welp, too late, she belongs to me!”

“I know that… I don’t care about that c-cunt any more…” muttered Wendy. “That’s not what I asked you…”

Chloe grabbed Wendy’s chin.

“My cunt.”

“Y-Your cunt…”

The maiden shrugged.

“Eh, lucky for you, becoming a full woman has given me the inclination to teach, so I’ll be happy to tell you, even if it is a pointless activity,” she raised a finger. “Confidence, that’s the key! The key is confidence, which you, sadly, lack. Once I realized that Miss Berrycloth was really Penny Pussy I knew she had to be mine and it was just a matter of being confident and making her realize the truth.”

Wendy raised an eyebrow sceptically.

“Yeah, sure, I’m serious here! Stop the goofing already!”

“Don’t believe me? Let me remind you of the result,”  Chloe lifted the skirt of her dress, always eager to show her pussy.  Wendy’s sight dropped to her naked crotch, Chloe became fully aware of the barely suppressed lust in her classmate’s gaze.

She brushed her red pubes.

“To be honest, it was not at all hard for someone as attractive as me. Suggesting a deal was enough to get that pussy on her knees and begging,” despite Penny being asleep at the moment Chloe clearly heard the banshee calling her a liar. “I just presented my case firmly, without flinching, then when she couldn't find any objections there was no other option but to admit that my crotch was where she should be and... You also have to be honest and really feel something and… Hmmm…” Chloe stopped, her lips trembling as the memories of that after-class noon filled her to overflowing with tenderness, she shook her head. “Of course, this won’t work for a mousy nerd like yourself.”

Wendy looked up at Chloe, frowning. “What the heck nonsense are you babbling? Sigh, I knew this was a waste of time. Fine, keep it to yourself and to your pussy. What, you don’t think I could do it too?”

Chloe moved back a little, suddenly seeing the class nerd in a way that she hadn’t seen for years. She stuck her tongue out, a reflex act, babbing her words as a defense against those forgotten feelings.

“Hah! It’s not that I don’t think you could, it’s that I’m sure you can’t! Not even if some blind granny fell face first onto your crotch! A nerd like you is more likely to end up as someone’s cunt than to have one!”

The fire that flashed in Wendy's eyes made Chloe take an involuntary step back.

“You're gonna regret saying that,” she was cold, unyielding despite the blur of her tears.

Several emotions crossed through Chloe simultaneously … shock, lust, anger… deep down admiration… She pushed them down, clinging to anger, and stepped away from Wendy, flipping a finger in the nerd's face.

“Big words from a pussyless coward! Yet, of the two of us, I’m the one who managed to turn a woman into her twat! I bet… I bet that in a decade or so you will be coming to our first class reunion inside someone's panties and me and your maiden will crack a big laugh at your expense! And you know what? I bet that you will wet those panties with your cunt-lips as we laugh!”

Wendy stomped her feet and pointed with a finger. “Get ready to lose your shirt on that bet, Chavez, because I’m going to snatch myself a new snatch before the two of us graduate!” and with that declaration she stormed off.

“Run away, crybaby!” Chloe shouted. “I’ll believe your bullshit when I see it!”

Chloe crossed her arms, watching Wendy leave, confident that with Penny between her legs nothing could surprise her.