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You decide to let Tiana develop normally until age of consent. The only hand you have in her actions from this point onward is frequent masturbation, which you get the sense she probably would’ve done naturally. You’ve inherited Anna’s high estrogen, and so you are horny as fuck once puberty hits at age 8.  
You decide to let Tiana develop normally until age of consent. The only hand you have in her actions from this point onward is frequent masturbation, which you get the sense she probably would’ve done naturally. You’ve inherited Anna’s high estrogen, and so you are horny as fuck once puberty hits at age 8.  
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You frequently barrow her toys when you masturbate and often do so for hours, making sure to cum as many times as possible. You grow up to have wide hips, a thick ass, soft, shapely thighs, and massive, G-cup breasts. You are currently one of, let’s be honest here, ''the'' horniest girls in your school.  
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You frequently borrow her toys when you masturbate and often do so for hours, making sure to cum as many times as possible. You grow up to have wide hips, a thick ass, soft, shapely thighs, and massive G-cup breasts. You are currently one of, let’s be honest here, ''the'' horniest girls in your school.  
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Speaking of school, that’s where you are right now. You’ve just turned 16 and are sitting at you desk in Algebra 2, while the teacher rattles off about math you don’t give a shit about while you masturbate so discreetly  he doesn’t seem to notice. It’s not that satisfying though, all you’re doing is flicking your clit, but it gets the job done.  
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Speaking of school, that’s where you are right now. You’ve just turned 16 and are sitting at you desk in Algebra 2, while the teacher rattles off about math you don’t give a shit about while you masturbate so discreetly  he doesn’t seem to notice. It’s not that satisfying though.  All you’re doing is flicking your clit, but it gets the job done.  
You stare off into space, daydreaming about all the sex you’re going to have in this body. You’re going to make this girl the biggest whore in school, hell, the whole neighborhood if you can. The thought practically gets you wet all by itself, and it’s hilarious that the teacher hasn't even noticed.  
You stare off into space, daydreaming about all the sex you’re going to have in this body. You’re going to make this girl the biggest whore in school, hell, the whole neighborhood if you can. The thought practically gets you wet all by itself, and it’s hilarious that the teacher hasn't even noticed.  
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He does, however, seemed to have noticed your daydreaming, as you jump to alertness from the slamming of a ruler on your desk. You look up to meet his gaze, which is steely and frustrated.
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He does, however, seem to have noticed your daydreaming, as you jump to alertness from the slamming of a ruler on your desk. You look up to meet his gaze, which is steely and frustrated.
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“Miss Berkeley,” he sneers,” I assume you were paying enough attention to answer the problem on the board?”
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“Miss Berkeley,” he sneers, ”I assume you were paying enough attention to answer the problem on the board?”
You look on the board, and have no clue, nor do you care. You decide to give a half-assed answer, to stay in character.
You look on the board, and have no clue, nor do you care. You decide to give a half-assed answer, to stay in character.
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“Uh...two?”
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“Uh... Two?”
After a stunned pause, your teacher says, “Wow, even from you, I was expecting more effort than that. If you really care about your education, you’ll stay here with me and get some tutoring.”
After a stunned pause, your teacher says, “Wow, even from you, I was expecting more effort than that. If you really care about your education, you’ll stay here with me and get some tutoring.”
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Wired he’s not forcing you, but whatever. You’ve got a whole day ahead of you.
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Weird he’s not forcing you, but whatever. You’ve got a whole day ahead of you.
*[[Stay in Algebra]]
*[[Stay in Algebra]]
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*[[Wonder the halls]]
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*[[Wander through the halls]]
*[[Head to the gymnasium]]
*[[Head to the gymnasium]]
*[[Check out the field]]
*[[Check out the field]]
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*[[Wonder the grounds]]
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*[[Wander the grounds]]
*[[Check out your locker]]
*[[Check out your locker]]
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*[[Stop by the principle]]
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*[[Stop by the principal's office]]
*[[Leave the school]]
*[[Leave the school]]
{{RampageTemplate|who=[[Tiana Berkeley|Ghetto bimbo]]}}
{{RampageTemplate|who=[[Tiana Berkeley|Ghetto bimbo]]}}
[[Category: Rampage]]
[[Category: Rampage]]

Current revision as of 21:27, 9 July 2019

You decide to let Tiana develop normally until age of consent. The only hand you have in her actions from this point onward is frequent masturbation, which you get the sense she probably would’ve done naturally. You’ve inherited Anna’s high estrogen, and so you are horny as fuck once puberty hits at age 8.

You frequently borrow her toys when you masturbate and often do so for hours, making sure to cum as many times as possible. You grow up to have wide hips, a thick ass, soft, shapely thighs, and massive G-cup breasts. You are currently one of, let’s be honest here, the horniest girls in your school.

Speaking of school, that’s where you are right now. You’ve just turned 16 and are sitting at you desk in Algebra 2, while the teacher rattles off about math you don’t give a shit about while you masturbate so discreetly he doesn’t seem to notice. It’s not that satisfying though. All you’re doing is flicking your clit, but it gets the job done.

You stare off into space, daydreaming about all the sex you’re going to have in this body. You’re going to make this girl the biggest whore in school, hell, the whole neighborhood if you can. The thought practically gets you wet all by itself, and it’s hilarious that the teacher hasn't even noticed.

He does, however, seem to have noticed your daydreaming, as you jump to alertness from the slamming of a ruler on your desk. You look up to meet his gaze, which is steely and frustrated.

“Miss Berkeley,” he sneers, ”I assume you were paying enough attention to answer the problem on the board?”

You look on the board, and have no clue, nor do you care. You decide to give a half-assed answer, to stay in character.

“Uh... Two?”

After a stunned pause, your teacher says, “Wow, even from you, I was expecting more effort than that. If you really care about your education, you’ll stay here with me and get some tutoring.”

Weird he’s not forcing you, but whatever. You’ve got a whole day ahead of you.

You are possessing:
Ghetto bimbo
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