School Sucks (F/F/F, NC, Hyper, Multi)

I used to enjoy school so much. It wasn't that long ago I was a straight A teacher's pet with an immaculate attendence record. Now I'm at my third school in a year, I can't remember the last time I completed a homework assignment and everything just seems to be spiralling out of control. I heard puberty can be tough sometimes but I never thought it could be like this.

I try to concentrate on whatever Miss Allen is trying to teach today, fractions or algebra or whatever... it could be French for all it matters. For once it's not the other girls I'm distracted by - not Clara's tight little ass, or Andrea's long, smooth legs. No today I just really, really need to pee. Just my luck it's in Miss Allen's class - she already thinks I'm a troublemaker. I raise my hand, getting increasingly fidgety.

"Miss. Can I go to the bathroom Miss?"

Miss Allen gives me a suspicious look.

"Again Amy? You seem to go every fifteen minutes" she says sternly.

"I really need to go Miss." I whine. Clearly this time my performance appears genuine enough and so she sighs and nods her head towards the door.

"Five minutes. No messing around in there." She wags a finger at me.

Some of the other girls giggle and whisper amongst themselves as I get out of my chair and scuttle to the door. I know they're all watching me, they always are. It's rare I'm not the centre of attention. When I finally stopped growing I topped out at six foot six - and I'm no bean pole either. I'm all hips and shoulders, tits and ass. Despite the fact that my stomach is pretty flat my hips are so wide my butt could be mistaken for a compact car and my breasts... well each one is larger than my head and then some.

But despite my outrageous hourglass figure, everyone knows what they're really staring at me for, everyone knows my little secret - or secrets in my case. I get to the bathroom which is mercifully empty and find a stall that still has a door, even if the lock doesn't work. I flip up the lid and then hike up my skirt so I can remove my underwear. As usual even the enormous granny panties I wear are uncomfortable after a couple of hours. The fabric is just barely able to hold everything in and as I pull down the elastic everything flops out in a rush.

There before me is the source of all my torment, all my misery. My three, enormous, veiny shafts in all their glory swing down past my knees - each one thicker than my wrist. Behind them, my ballsacks. Three separate scrotums with two nuts the size of baseballs in each that slap against my thighs and ass even though the gap between my legs is so huge.

I know what you're thinking. 'You have three???'. Yeah I do. While all the other girls developed nice, neat six to eight inch cocks I grew three monsters. Any one of which is over twice as long as the next biggest in the school. The doctors explained some mumbo jumbo about stem cells dividing strangely in some rare cases, I just got lucky according to everyone else. I don't really see it that way.

For once it appears like they're behaving themselves. I usually jerk off four to five times a day but for now at least it looks like they'll be content to just perform their other primary function. I do my best to hold them together in a bundle and aim them towards the bowl as I let loose three firehose streams of piss. I let out a sigh of a relief as the pressure is slowly relieved - I have a feeling my bladder is three times the size as well.

I flush and begin the surprisingly lengthy process of shaking each cock off before I begin the intricate origami of folding everything back into my underwear. Typically I bend my middle cock back over my pussy until it's nestled between my ass cheeks while my left and right cocks I attempt to keep pinned to my thighs. In

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