It all started after a normal biology class. With the beginning of recess many students filed out of Miss Popsicle's classroom to hang out and eat with their friends. Normally, Dough would be one of those students;running off with his friends Oreo and Milk to find something to waste away their free time. On some days though, he would stay behind and clean up his section of the class before leaving. His "Cleaning Quarters", as Oreo liked to call it. Truth be told Dough never really had too, as multiple teachers were sure to remind him, but honestly he liked the calm of a mostly empty classroom. Some of the staff, namely Miss Carrot and Miss Peppermint, greatly appreciated his help. He especially wouldn't complain when the teachers thought it necessary to repay his kindness;despite what others said Dough wasn't a complete moron! He was just selectively attentive!
As Dough was packing up some books he heard the classroom door open. Strange, didn't Miss Popsicle go out to get some more clay models from the art room? Turning back to the door Dough was expecting to see the chilly silver hair and cold expression of Miss Popsicle. He was instead greeted by a face of indifference and black locks tied up into a ponytail with a purple scrunchy. Her grey shirt and dark grey pants, while quite simple, also seemed to be quite formfitting. Judging by the woman's attire and the mop in her hand, this must have been the school janitor. Dough heard about her from some of his peers but...he never expected her to be this pretty! The woman's face shifted from indifference to mild annoyance when she noticed him.
"Wha...what the hell are you doing here kid?" She eyed him up and down with a suspicious glint in her eye. "Shouldn't you be you be out enjoying recess or something?"
"Well, I uh..." His brain stumbled for a moment, trying to remember what he was doing. "I am...cleaning!" Dough was honestly surprised at how much gusto he ended that sentence with. The lady didn't look like she believed him. In fact she heaved a tired sigh as she began to began to clean not too far from the door.
"Uh-huh, just cleaning are you? Whatever you say squirt." Silence overtook the room as she continued to mop, only stopping long enough to pop some wireless earbuds into her ears before going back to work. Dough's plan was straight-forward:clean his space and leave to meet up with his friends. Short, sweet, and self explanatory. But now he wanted to know more about Scarlet School's janitor. As he was working up his courage, Dough saw a spare rag along the rim of the mop bucket. Walking over to it, he weighed his options out, before ultimately grabbing the rag and starting to wipe down the desk tops. The janitor quickly noticed what he was doing and swiftly unplugged one of her earbuds.
"The hell are you doing?" She asked a simple question, so Dough gave an equally simple answer. "Helping you clean up."
The woman looked at him like he had just grew a second head. She stood and stared at him for a long moment before shaking her head and returning to her mopping with that same confused look. As the two continued to silently clean, Dough was able to make out a name tag on her shirt.
"Um, excuse me Miss Licorice?" She again unplugged one of her earbuds as she turned to him, but continued to clean regardless. "What?" Well damn, he hadn't really thought that far ahead.
"...How's your day been?" Licorice looked away in thought as she hummed. "It's been alright I guess? Heh, no one really asks me questions like that." That peeked Dough's curiosity. "Well, what kinda questions do you get asked?"
"Can I fuck you. Can you sit on me. Stuff like that." Dough nearly choked on his own spit, despite how normal an occurrence it was in Tastetown. There was a reason why this town was known as the sex capital of the world. He didn't try to check her out, but now that he payed more attention to it;holy hell Licorice was bottom heavy! Her breasts were still fairly big, just nowhere near as big as many of the other teachers. If Dough was honest her ass wasn't even the biggest in school:it was easily the second biggest he'd seen though. It also didn't help that her ponytail was long enough to almost reach said butt. "Real subtle kid." Oh shit he was staring!
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Janitor's Pet
Short StoryScarlet School, despite the rampant lewd activities, was always a clean school. This is all thanks to the rather unmotivated yet diligent janitor, Miss Licorice! Despite having heard about her, Dough never saw the school custodian. At least not unti...