huge shame. Tears began to go on pink cheeks, making the biologist even more inflated from such a spectacle.

- Yes, I will finish soon.

Andrei Samoilovich began to puff. He took Nastya by the hand and put her on his knees in front of him. Nastya continued to masturbate to a biologist.

- I finish! - shouted Andrei Samoilovich.

In the same second, a jet of sperm began to pour out in a huge stream in front of the girl. Nastya was frightened and closed her eyes. The biologist spattered the entire face of the girl, part fell on the hair, part on the body. Nastya felt this hot mixture on herself, this mixture smelled strange. Opening her eyes, she saw in front of her a relaxed biologist. Looking at the member, he was no longer in a standing position. Sperm began to drip from the girl's face. She tried to wipe the dripping part with her hand. Nastya looked at the sperm on her hand, she was white, sticky and slippery. The biologist noticed how Nastya looked at his sperm with interest.

- It is very useful for girls. There's a lot of vitamin in there, you can even eat it, the biologist said cheerfully.

- No thanks - answered Nastya.

Andrei Samoilovich dressed, left the room. Nastya cleaned up, washed and started to dress. When she began to dress, she could not find her underwear, he was nowhere to be found, all her underwear had disappeared somewhere, perhaps a biologist had taken him. Depressed, she went to breakfast in the canteen of the Academy.

Closer to dinner, passing through the corridors, she noticed the director Anton Dmitrievich. Approaching him, he noticed her and said:

- Anastasia, come to my office.

- Hello, good - said Nastya.

Going into his office, she sat on the sofa, and he began to get something out of the bedside table.

- Anastasia, this morning we were approved by a new form of the academy, since today is Saturday, and you passed along side by side.

The director held out a bag of clothes.

“I’ll go out while you change, I haven’t seen how she looks.”

- Anton Dmitrievich - Nastya cried out.

- Yes?

- But this is not my size to me it will be too small.

- Do not worry, wear, if indeed so, then we will change. The mirror in the corner.

The director left the office and Nastya began to get the clothes from the bag. Taking off her uniform, she began to look at the clothes. In the set was a white T-shirt with thin straps, black skirt, long white stockings. At the beginning, she put a T-shirt on her naked body, it was very tight on the body. From the décolleté area, the upper part of the breast was visible, the fabric was very thin, but not transparent. And although she did not have a bra, her nipples were not visible. Then she put on white stockings that were above the knee. Then she proceeded to the skirt. Pulling on her skirt, she saw that she was very short. And although the skirt covered the main part, but if you bend a little, the skirt will rise and open the view of its charms. She glanced at herself in the mirror. Due to the fact that the size of the skirt was small the ends of the stockings that were supposed to hide inside the skirt of the beat were visible, which looked very sexy and exciting from the outside. The skirt was tight, she clung to the hips and the girl's ass. There was a knock at the door.

- Anastasia, are you finished? - asked Anton Dmitrievich.

- Yes.

Going into the office, the director stopped at the door, what he saw, he was excited, but he did not show it and sat down at his desk. He glanced at the new uniform and nodded approvingly.

- Well, how? - asked Nastya.

- Excellent.

- But Anton Dmitrievich, I am somehow ashamed to walk that way around the academy. Maybe give me more size?

- In no case, this size suits you.

- But Anton Dmitrievich! - indignantly shouted Nastya.

- You just need to calm down Anastasia, go, wash, and everything will be fine.

Nastya uncertainly left the office and went to the toilet. Approaching him, she noticed that the toilet was not working. She really wanted to go to the toilet, and the other was at the far end of the building, she would not have tolerated him.She looked around, in the corridor it was empty, many students leave for the weekend to rest in the city. She decided that if she quickly used the men's room, then nothing terrible would happen. Going inside, she began to approach the toilet stall, when suddenly. I heard steps in her direction from the corridor. She wanted to hide in a stall, but as luck would have it, there were no doors in the stalls.

To be continued.