Part 1

Katie stood in front of the headmaster and the sports masters of Grimsdales. She was wearing an outfit selected for her by Jackson for the end of term party. It was a tight reds dress, stretching across her large torpedo tits with a high collar but a cut just where her tits were revealing a deep pink cleavage.

“I don’t get it?” the sportsmaster Mr Cooper said, “I thought with busty here you would have hand something more revealing.”

Katie blushed deep red at being called busty.

“Oh, there’s a reason old man,” Jackson stood up, “look at the front, nice view of the round tits,” he poked his finger into the warm cleavage, “you could store your keys in here.” He got a tea cup and pushed the handle between her breasts, let it go and the cup stayed there, “Nice little storage area. Plus,” he pulled out the cup and made Katie kneel down until her tits were level with his crutch, “nice tit fuck without having to take her dress off. And we have promised Baxter from St Mary’s at least one blow job and a tit wank for that excellent milking video he provided of that huge chested girl Emma.”

“Good idea,” Cooper smiled as he saw Katie go even redder, “back to tomorrow. We’ve got the teachers from St Mary’s coming over for a teachers vs pupils sports day. Main thing is the match in the afternoon. Katie, can you muster up a team?”

“What for sir?”

“The match of course!”

“What is the game sir?”

“Hockey I think. Make the team up from prefects.”

Katie knew what this meant. Make it up from the most attractive and well built girls in the school. Girls who would all be wearing the tit fuck dress for the end of term party.

“They’re brining over Emma Johnson to play for team. You know Emma don’t you? You must buy your bras from the same parachute manufactuerers.”

Cooper laughed at his own joke knowing it would make the girl feel even more uncomfortable.

“Hockey skirts, yes.” Said Jackson, “the short ones. Blue tops. The tight ones mind you. And no bras.”

“No bras,” Katie stood up her boobs were greeted by a playful slap from the headmaster.

“Now run along to your next class. You know Mr Unwin doesn’t like to kept waiting.”

“But sir you called me…”

“So I did,” Jackson wrote a quick note on some card, shoved it between her breasts, “give him this when you get to the class.”

“Yes sir.”

Sports Day at the two schools was always a farce, set up by the teachers. The men from St Mary’s arrived and the track events were first. Basic races with most of the girls topless. The indoor events were even worse. Boxing was a new event Jackson had come up with. Topless boxing with the teachers taking great delight in punching away at a blonde busty six formers unprotected breasts. Wrestling, tag teams with badly matched teams. For this St Mary’s used their two games teachers and Grimsdale used two very scared fifth formers whose young bouncing boobs were yanked and twisted during the match. At one point the games teacher swung the girl around by her tits until her feet left the ground.

Out in the field Jackson sat at the judges desk with Mr Baxter the head master of St Mary’s. The two broken and bruised tag team girls were under the desk doing their best to give the men blow jobs with their loose teeth and aching jaws.

Lunchtime came and went and as an old village clock struck two Katie and Emma led their Hockey Team out on the pitch. The Rugby pitch. St Mary’s teachers marched out in full rugby gear.

Cooper the referee walked up to Katie.

“Sorry jugs, they changed the match. It’s rugby now.”

“I haven’t got enough players!” Katie protested.

“Tough,” he poked her boobs, “titty.”

Mr Forbush from St Mary’s stood opposite Katie looking at her huge chest heaving under the top as her hockey stick was taken away.

Mr Jones stood opposite another Grimsdale girl. A blonde with shoulder length hair and two huge melons stretching the fabric of her hockey shirt, he knew her as Amy and was looking forward to groping her during the match.

The whistle blew and the match started. Teacher slammed into busty schoolgirl, not really caring about where the balls was just to get the girl on the floor and their hands on theirs tits. Jones tackled Amy to the ground, the ball flew from her hands, he was on her back laying on top of her his hands grabbing her boobs through her shirt as her face pressed against the mud. Meanwhile Katie was flung to the floor by Forbush while the crowd of teachers and invited guests cheered and jeered.

The first scrum had the girls trapped. Their heavy boobs hanging down as their heads and hands were locked into place. The two teachers who were prop forwards had one hand free which they used to grab the nipples of the school girl props and yank at them. As the scrum started hands slapped and punched the girls unprotected knockers. The teachers got the ball. Forbush pretended her thought Katie had the ball up her shirt, he held hard onto her left boob and tried to run along with it making her scream

To Be Continued