Conservation school - Hump Days, Hall passes, and Houston
 
By : Fallenfox
 
"It's going to be another hot one," thought Alex, as he rolled out of bed and rummaged through drawers looking for a lightweight T-shirt. It was the middle of the week, and it was almost summer - but the heat had been so intense this year it already felt like mid-August. The teenager couldn't wait for classes to be over so he could visit his friends - it had been close to a year since he had seen them, having moved to the area from out-of-state the previous fall. He didn't mind the climate so much - it was the fact that the warm summer months seemed to stimulate the appetite of the frogs. Alex was a student at a special public institution of learning - a "conservation school" or special zoological reservation, which was host to the rare Ranae Hominimanducare, or Human-eating Frogs. Alex had been at the school since early October of the previous year and had only personally witnessed a few feedings, but they were enough to let him know he didn't want to suffer THAT fate. The school had many smaller frogs, but the big adult frogs were his primary concern as they could decide that they wanted to devour any student at any time. For that reason, Alex tried to keep a "buffer zone" of other students around him at all times in class - and so far, it had worked without a hitch.
 
Alex made himself breakfast - cereal and some yogurt, with some fruit he would eat on the bus. His dad - his only living parent - had already left for work, and wouldn't be back until later that night. He ate quickly, knowing that if he missed the bus he'd have to walk there or ride his bike - in either case he'd be late, which was a recipe for an increasingly dangerous detention - and those who cut class got even worse punishments. He had just gotten his things together and made it out the door when he saw the school bus rounding the corner a block away - perfect timing.
 
"Hey, Alex!" a younger boy called out, as the teen made his way to the back seats. "Guess what day it is!"
Alex fumed silently. "Not this shit again," he thought.
"HUMMMMP DAAAYYYY!!!" laughed at least a couple of younger boys, gyrating against the seats and throwing crumpled-up wads of paper at Alex and each other.
"That's been done to death. Stoppit!" Alex tossed their paper wads back at them, and slumped down in his seat, annoyed. He was forced to listen to their inane banter for almost fifteen minutes as more and more kids got onto the bus, and it seemed like it had been a longer ride than usual when they finally pulled up to "The 'Berg" as student vernacular had dubbed the Conservation School of Humberg - Special Zoological Reservation.
 
The school was under construction, as schools which receive government grants nearly always were - but this time there was a big project in the works. For years, the Amphibian Conservation Society had been settling for breeding small numbers of the rare frogs and keeping the population stable as relatively few of the giants survived and thrived in captivity to grow into full adulthood. However, recent advancements in genetics and better understanding of the species promised a large increase in surviving tadpoles, less cannibalism of the young frogs as they grew, and most crucially a better chance that each frog would reach adult age and their full potential size. As the new generation of frogs were soon to transition into their more predatory sub-adult forms, a new large habitat was being built for them near the center of campus. It was a state-of-the-art rainforest simulation, designed to perfectly mimic the natural environment of the frogs equatorial African home, made into a massive dome the size of a small football stadium. Several similar habitats were being built across the country, Alex knew - and he had already seen the partially-constructed interior on one of his classes' tours. He hoped that when they finally got it up and running, they wouldn't have to share nearly every classroom they were in with a giant amphibian.
 
As Alex neared his classroom, he noticed some unusual activity and commotion - students seemed to be cleaning out their desks. He walked up to one of his classmates as the boy threw his overful backpack over his shoulder.
"Hey, Simon, what's up? Where is everybody?"
The other boy sighed. "Didn't you hear? We're being paralleled!" The teen glared as Alex obviously had no idea what that meant. "You know, merged with another class? Yeah. AND I heard it's the one with Houston, biggest bastard in this place. Lucky us, right?" Simon sucked on his teeth.
"I... didn't even know they did that."
"Yeah, they sometimes do it if the attrition rate is high enough. Makes sense though since supposedly Houston has started taking TWO students per feeding!"
"What the FUCK. Are you kidding me?"
"Nope. Supposedly he's the biggest Hominimanducare on record."
"Biggest in the WORLD?"
"In the world. Hence the name... everything's bigger in Texas, or whatever they say."
Alex swallowed hard. He had, for lack of a better term, gotten the "feel" for the frog in their classroom, a female named Matilda. She ate sparingly for one of her species, feeding perhaps every 9 or 10 days - and seemed to have a taste for female prey. He had only had one close call in the last few months when the girl next to him - a pretty blonde named Jessie - had been selected. He couldn't help but watch the whole feeding, if only to get a look at Jessie's panties around her ankles - but what he hadn't expected is to see the cute teenage girl squeal like a piglet and piss all over the floor as Matilda took her in her mouth and devoured her in a few short, brisk gulps. Alex promised himself he would not lose bladder control if the worst should happen and he was chosen.
 
Alex followed Simon into the west wing building, which he had only been in a few times since he had arrived at the school. There were a few high-school classes on this side of campus, but it was mostly junior high and younger students and not all of them had "class pets". They had barely stepped inside the building when Simon turned and entered the classroom that they were now going to be using for the remainder of the schoolyear. It was larger than his previous room, and all of his classmates were beginning to find seats as well as a dozen or so members of the original class. As Alex sat down in an empty desk near the back of the room, his eyes lingered on a tall blonde girl near the front. She had a gorgeous hourglass figure, fit and healthy with a PERFECT ass in tight shorts - Alex had seen her in the halls a few times before and had always wondered who she was but had never summoned up the courage to say anything to her.
"Try not to stare" whispered Simon next to him. "That's Jocelyn Jorgensen, senior girls volleyball team captain and way out of your league."
"Well, we picked the right spot for a good view at least," Alex whispered back.
Simon stifled a laugh. "Yeah, she's pretty damn hot... for a toadie."
 
"All right, good morning class! Today we have quite a few new faces, as we are now merged with an east wing group of students, so everybody say hello to someone!" said the teacher cheerily. "For those of you who don't know me, my name is Mrs. Kolinski and I'll be teaching you english today!"
Alex was a bit nervous in this unfamiliar classroom environment, and seeing the foliage through the thick lexan windows of the large habitat next door that purportedly contained a monstrous predator was not helping the situation - but he reassured himself that he was well away from the opening to the enclosure, near the back of the class, there were plenty of students in the room and the likelihood that the frog would even feed today was not high. Thankfully he had a distraction that superceded his anxiety - every time Jocelyn shifted her butt cheeks in the seat in front of his crotch tingled. He tried to focus on the lesson, but just could not stop looking at her ass - it was directly in front of him after all. As the english class finally ended his cock was pushing painfully at the front of his jeans, and he squirmed in his seat to try and shift his erect cock into a less constrictive position.
 
A sharp clap brought him back to reality. A new teacher had walked in.
"Good morning, class! I trust you've had a nice morning!" the bespectacled short woman said primly. "We have a lot of new students, I see! What better time for a quiz! My name is Mrs. Johnson, and I'll be teaching you biology today! As many of you know I like to make things interesting, and I have something very rare to give away today for the top marks on this test: a HALL PASS!" The entire class suddenly sat in rapt attention.
"Hey, is that---" whispered Alex to Simon.
"SHHH, SHHH!" he hissed back, as Mrs. Johnson continued talking.
"This is a multi-use once-per-day pass that lasts one month, which means it will last until the end of the schoolyear! It will excuse you from any class at any time for a period of up to ten minutes! Now, don't think this is a get-out-of-feeding-duty-free card!" She waved the small rectangular piece of paper in the air. "You are STILL on the menu, kids! If you are selected, you are to submit as normal. HOWEVER," she paused for dramatic effect. "If you display this pass before Houston here enters the classroom, you can time your absence carefully and come back after the feeding is complete."
The quiz was passed out to the class, and Alex was surprised to see it was multiple choice.
 
Where is Houston's species from? A. Amazon Jungle B. Kongo Rainforest C. Borneo D. Madagascar
Why is Houston living in our school? A. Lack of support for rainforest preservation B. For conservation of its species C. To cull an overpopulation of humans D. to satisfy the vorarephilic desires of a shadowy cabal of faculty
What special properties does the skin of Ranae Hominimanducare have? A. Advanced regenerative stem cells B. Potent neurotoxin C. Anticarcinogenic secretions D. All of the above
What is the CURRENT use of Ranae Hominimanducare in modern medicine? A. experimental spinal cord regenerative therapy B. Nerve agent antidotes C. Cancer therapy D. Immunization eugenics
How many large rainforest habitats are currently under construction in this country? A. 1 B. 2 C. 3 D. 4
How much does Houston weigh? A. 400 pounds B. 500 pounds C. 600 pounds D. 800 pounds
How many students (approx.) has Houston eaten during his time at the school? A. 100 students B. 150 Students C. 200 students D. 250 students
How long does it take Houston to fully process his meal? A. 2 days B. 3 days C. 4 days D. 5 days
How long do students typically live inside a frog's stomach after being swallowed? A. 15 minutes B. 30 minutes C. 1 hour D. 2 hours
 
This was difficult stuff! Alex had no idea what to mark for the majority of it, so he chose many answers at random. After what seemed like a very short while, Mrs. Johnson called time and the tests were collected. She immediately put them into the auto-grader and the machine quickly zipped the papers through, tallying the totals.
"And the winner, with a perfect score of 38 out of 38, is... April!" The class applauded quietly, and the teacher handed the slim, nerdy teenage girl the coveted pass. Alex swore he saw a few students grit their teeth in jealousy as April waved her prize triumphantly.
"Now, you may have noticed a couple of trick questions on that quiz, one that comes to mind is the one about the current use of the Hominimanducare in modern medicine. Note the word CURRENT. Experimental uses do not count. Of course the current use is in cancer therapy - the secretions of the frog's skin have been found to shrink tumors as well as chemotherapy with very few side effects. However, what we will be talking about today is the stem cell production---"
 
The instructor droned on and on, once or twice referring to a computer-projected visual aid and talking about stuff that seemed to be beyond all but the most nerdy students. Alex eventually tuned her out - and once again, found himself staring at the lovely rear end of Jocelyn the volleyball captain. She really did have an incredible bottom - big and athletic, like an olympic gold medalist hurdle-runner he once saw, he thought. He was once again fighting a painful erection that strained in his jeans, feeling precum beginning to soak into his briefs when a heavy THUMP sent a small shock through the classroom.
"Oh, class, that sounds like the big guy himself! I think you can FEEL the size of him now - the answer of course to the question of his weight was D. 800 pounds! 800 pounds EMPTY, that is! He may just be repositioning to sun himself in his enclosure, but I DO hope he feeds today - it's always a joy to see him work!" April raised her hand rather nervously, clutching her brand new Hall Pass.
"Mrs. Johnson, may I be excused?"
"Wow, getting good use out of that right away, young lady! Yes, you make take ten minutes to use the restroom. I think you're going to miss quite a show, though." Another sickening, heavy THUMP shook the desks close to the habitat as April strode briskly to the door, stepping into the hall and quietly closing it behind her. The classroom was now so quiet one could hear a pin drop.
"Here he comes, class! I keep forgetting that the new students haven't seen him yet!"
The monstrous frog pushed past the long plastic flaps, and shoved his way into the room.
 
Several students gasped at the sight of the gigantic amphibian. He was much bigger than the frogs Alex had seen thus far, like a small hippopotamus or volkswagen beetle. The habitat entry hole was JUST large enough to admit him. "Marvelous, isn't he!" Exclaimed Mrs. Johnson. "The biggest Hominimanducare in captivity! Now everyone just hold still, and we'll see if he's here to feed today."
Houston turned to face the class, his throat working rhythmically, eyes appearing to stare blankly forward. All of the students were frozen as solid as if they were an oil painting of a high-school classroom. The frog observed them for several seconds which seemed like half an hour, then turned again, blinking his eyes into his nictitating membranes and making a few short window-rattling hops toward the front of the classroom. It eyed Mrs. Johnson for a moment.
"Ha! Don't even think about it, bud." She smirked at the frog, and it blinked again, turning a few degrees and hopping heavily back towards the middle of the room, past the students who were all still sitting transfixed. Some tried to keep staring forward as the frog passed by their desks, others followed him with their eyes. A few were looking right at him as he made his way towards the back of the class.
"I wouldn't look him in the eye if I were you... that is, unless you WANT to perform feeding duty." laughed Mrs. Johnson. "let me tell you what I have noticed are the three biggest attractants for frog predation. The first, of course, is movement." The class was sitting as still as stone (except for a slightly crazed toadie boy in the front row who wiggled his arms and legs and snickered). Mrs. Johnson raised an eyebrow at him.
"Now the second may seem obvious in theory, and you might think it's superstitious - but the second one is FEAR. I will tell you that a frog can detect nervous, fearful prey - and preferentially eat them." As if to punctuate the teacher's comment, Houston stopped in front of a smaller male student two rows ahead of Alex and looked straight at him as the boy quivered and stared at his shoes.
"Oh, he's looking you up and down, Peter. Are you going to be the one today?" Peter was breathing hard through his nose, a tear running down his cheek. But the frog turned away and made another two THUDDing hops, and now he was about 8 feet away from the dumbstruck Simon and Alex.
"Oh, new boys! I didn't even ask your names! If we're going by the seating chart, you're..." She pulled out the paper that showed the arranged seating "Simon and Alex. Welcome to the class, boys. Houston is certainly putting on a show for you - "
The frog's tongue darted out, and slowly retracted. A miss. He turned a few more degrees, took a hopping step closer to Alex... and struck again. With a wet SLAP. Right against Alex's thigh.
 
"And... FEEDING TIME!" exclaimed Mrs. Johnson, a huge smile on her face. "Now, stand up and quickly get out of those clothes, Alex. Otherwise he may try to eat you with them on, and that can cause some real problems."
"Nice knowing ya, buddy," muttered Simon. Alex felt like he was in a dream, but did as he was told, dropping his pants and underwear as most of the class looked on. There was a gasp, and a titter of embarrassed giggles from some of the girls, as Alex looked down and saw that the hard-on that he had gotten looking at Jocelyn had not fully subsided, and he was sporting at least a semi.
"Now, don't laugh, class! This perfectly illustrates the third point of frog attraction... PHEREMONESSSS" said Mrs. Johnston unpleasantly. "A horny, nervous, wriggly boy like Alex here is irresistable prey!" Alex was nearly overcome by equal parts fear and embarrassment, but he did manage to notice that Jocelyn was looking straight at his crotch with her jaw nearly on the floor - and a look on her flushed face that might have been... arousal? He didn't have much time to think about it as Houston's tongue struck him again. this time in the stomach. It felt like getting hit with a basketball.
"Now, kneel down in front of him, there's a good boy." Alex looked up at the teacher, but got only a satisfied smile and a nod. He did as he was told, kneeling down in front of the massive, expectant-looking frog.
"Lean forward and bow your head down." Alex took one last look up at the gaping amphibian maw in front of him, and bowed his head.
 
With a single precise movement, Houston extended his tongue, caught the boy between the upper torso and thighs as he knelt, pulled him headfirst into his gullet, and closed his mouth behind him, eating him as effortlessly as a pet frog might swallow a cricket. The entire process was over in one second. Alex let out a cry of dismay. He was in the frog.
 
"And it's that easy!" Alex heard Mrs. Johnson say as he wriggled in the dark, stretchy confines of Houston's crop. He tried desperately to reach for the outside world he was formerly a part of, but it was no use - Houston responded with a gentle swallow which sent him deeper into the crop, and then a feeling like a momentary drop in an elevator came over Alex as Houston hopped. "Wow, your friend was eaten right in front of you, Simon! I honestly thought he was going to take both of you, you're a very lucky boy. Now, it looks like Houston is on his way back to the enclosure. That was a very interesting feeding! Does anyone have any questions?"
 
Alex fought on, though he felt a bit woozy and sluggish - remembering that the tongue of the frogs contained a mild paralytic. It seemed though that every move he made, Houston responded by swallowing him just a bit deeper until - far from making any progress at escape, he was instead at the threshhold of the crop - the end of the frog's short esophagus. He held still, listening to the teacher and a student have some nerdy science conversation about horny teenage pheremones being a natural frog attractant, when suddenly it happened - Houston flexed and did a little bounce, and with a soft (but still audible to the class) *MLL-GLLLLLP* sent the boy kicking and wriggling into his eagerly-awaiting stomach.
 
It was unbelievably slimy and wet, and Alex writhed and twisted in the slick, kneading insides of the giant amphibian, crying out a bit in despair. There was enough room to move, as Houston had a fairly large stomach capacity, and just as a small part of Alex's brain pondered this, he felt more movement as the frog turned and hopped again. A brief spasmatic rush of cool air washed over Alex, and he paused his struggles for a moment. Something was happening. He felt a bit of a sidelong jolt. He held still and tried to listen, and even though the frog's hide was very thick and the sounds were muffled, he found he could make out nearly all of Mrs. Johnson's shrill "teacher-voice".
 
"It seems it's your turn finally, Joss. He ---------- all year long, and now it's time. No, don't give me that look. Stand up ------ those shorts off. Yeah, drop the panties too." *JOLT* "Easy, Hou. she's all yours, ---------- get into position. Yes, I'm sorry to see you go, it's ----------- lose one of my better students." *JOLT* "Whoa, look at him go! Boys, get a final eyeful of Jocelyn here! Girls, I think --------- be an opening on the volleyball team pretty soon! Oh, BUTT FIRST! Wow! This is some aggressive feeding!" *JOLT* "Bye, hon. Give young Alex a hug when you see him!"
 
Alex was thunderstruck. This couldn't be real. It had to be some kind of hyper-realistic nightmare. But whatever it was, it was continuing, and Alex didn't have to wait long to feel Houston putting his powerful swallowing muscles to work. The tall teenage girl was a bigger prey item than he was, but the frog was devouring her without any trouble and he suddenly felt and SAW the stomach briefly open up and heard a frustrated feminine grunt as Jocelyn was forced rather unceremoniously up against the esophageal sphincter, and left there to wriggle a bit. Alex felt Houston turn and hop again, moving a bit slower now that he was weighed down by more than 200 pounds of hot live teenage meat inside him. A few more hops and the frog had left the classroom, returning to his habitat, passing through the entrance carefully as his belly now brushed either side of it. Only when Houston had climbed back onto his sunning rock did he finish his meal completely.
 
Alex felt a shove and a bounce, and heard a deep, powerful *GLRRRRK* - the ring dilated, the stomach opened, and the most magnificient teenage butt Alex had ever seen in his life was pushed DIRECTLY into his face. The quietly sobbing feminine owner of the beautiful bottom soon followed, and she curled up in the fetal position with the boy's head between her butt cheeks, squishing Alex into the pit of the frog's stomach. He wriggled and protested, trying to shout or at least inhale, and Jocelyn exclaimed in surprise as he screamed into her nether regions. Finally finding an air pocket as Houston continued to supply them with oxygen, he tried to catch his breath, still upside down and with a big female athlete sitting on his head. Then as the stomach kneaded them gently, closing around the pair of hot, wriggling teenagers and coating them with thick slime in praparation for digestion, she spoke to him for the first time.
 
"Why... *sob* ...why did you have to... *sniff* do that? Why did you have to get me... turned on like that?"
"T-turned... turned -pff- on?" stammered Alex, talking the best he could despite being muffled by frog digestive enzymes and ample butt cheeks.
You were.. h-hard right before he ate you! Dammit, you're hard NOW! We got eaten because we were aroused!"
"Well... -pff- I'm aroused, you're... -ptu- you're aroused, I say we make the best... -pff- of it!"
"What are you... AAAAAAAAA!!!!" Alex planted his mouth directly on Jocelyn's sex and began to suck. It was dripping wet, but whether this indicated arousal or the presence of frog stomach slime, he did not know or care. She wriggled and protested, but there was nowhere to go, nothing to do, and in a few moments she melted and began grinding her pussy on Alex's face. "You fucking bastard!!!" she swore "Lick it, then! Lick my fucking ass while you're atAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" Alex needed very little convincing at this point, pushing his tongue as deeply into Jocelyns anus as he could, tongue-fucking it, kissing it, and sucking it. "Best ass I'll ever have," he thought. "Better enjoy it while I can."
"Fuck." Jocelyn gave in, and staring right at upside-down Alex's throbbing cock in the dim light of the sunning lamp shining through the semi-translucent side of the frog stomach, she took it in her mouth and swallowed it to the hilt. Alex screamed into her ass. He was smaller than her previous boyfriend, and using all her skill she went to work on the boy. She deepthroated him, sucking him fast and wild like the boys always liked, pulling it out to rapidly flick the head with her tongue, making a ring around his ballsack with her thumb and forefinger, taking first one and then BOTH testes into her mouth, sucking the whole scrotum HARD until she was rewarded with a howl of pleasure and pain. He wiggled his crotch around, trying to align his cock with her mouth, and she opened up for him, letting him fuck her mouth as best he could in the uncomfortable position, and all the while she ground her pussy and ass into his face. He was going wild when she suddenly pulled him out and made as if to pull her sex away.
"S-sstop! S-sS-STOP!!!" She shouted, and he did. Then he felt her arm reach down and grab his left shoulder, while the other one grabbed his right ankle, and she flexed her firm volleyball star arms and forced him to change position. Another pull and she had rotated the boy, still in the fetal position until they faced each other, their knees at their chins.
"W-hat did you do th-that for?" asked Alex, his face a barely recognizable mess of pussy juice and frog slime.
"Because I want you to fuck me," she growled, reaching down between her legs, searching for the boy's penis - and finding it.
Alex tried to speak but words failed him. Instead, he arched his back, helping Jocelyn guide his rock hard cock to her quivering sex - and slid it inside.
The teens went wild. Houston had to change position to avoid falling off of the rock as the hot couple inside him humped with everything they had. Their cries of passion went unnoticed, muffled as they were - but observers looking into the habitat would have noticed the back of the big frog bouncing up and down rhythmically as the doomed couple inside mated. Houston took it all in stride, just holding himself in position and retracting his eyes into their nictitating membranes in apparent pleasure or satisfaction at devouring such a lively meal. He kept gulping air, giving the teens some much-needed oxygen to power the reaction as their flesh engine revved up and increased speed. Their energetic rumps were slapping together quickly now, with an audible *SLAPSLAPSLAPSLAPSLAP* three times a second, a small pair of buttcheeks slamming into a large pair of buttcheeks over and over, sloshing the digestive juices all over them as the stomach patiently kneaded the fucking frog food. Alex was getting close to climax, and he screamed again.
"Cum in me! Fucking cum in me! Give me all of it!" shouted Jocelyn, grabbing Alex by the hair and working her muscled haunches hard against him, squatting now in the base of the stomach and timing her thrusts to drive the boy penis as deep as she could inside him. Alex screamed one last time, a long drawn out yell - and CAME.
Jocelyn grunted and milked him with her pussy as he ejaculated, pulling his crotch tightly to her pelvis as shot after shot of hot, squirting teenage boy cum filled her all the way to the brim and then some. The load gushed out over both of them, mixing with the slime that was coating their bodies, until they could no longer tell the difference between the two liquids. They held each other like that for a long time, basking in the afterglow as the stomach continued to work on them. Alex kissed her then, and Jocelyn kissed him back.
"Well," asked Alex after several minutes had passed with them in each other's arms, and both had caught their breath. "What happens now?"
"What do you think, idiot?" Jocelyn sighed, and kissed Alex this time. "We digest."
 
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Simon headed down the hall, not wanting to be late for his first class on the last day of school. Houston had not fed for more than a week after he made a meal out of Alex and Jocelyn, but several days later the big frog had passed the fewmet that represented the pair, and he had cleaned it up. Simon knew it was them by Jocelyn's golden hair, which looked far less lovely matted up into a frog turd than it had looked painstakingly brushed and done up into a cute ponytail on her head. He would miss that girl. Alex, though, was kind of neurotic and Simon wasn't too sad to see him go. Passing the aquarium display, Simon noticed a new addition to the collection, some very big and energetic looking tadpoles wriggling in their gelatinous eggs. The nameplate on them said: By Alex McFadden and Jocelyn Jorgensen. Simon wiped his brow and thanked his lucky stars that he wasn't listed on that nameplate, and then continued to his classroom.
 
The End