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New Year's Game Night III	By : Lennox Category: +S through Z > Simpsons Views: 16878 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own The Simpsons. The characters are the property of 20th Century Fox and I am not associated with the owners of the show. This story is a work of fan-fiction, was written for entertainment purposes, and is not intended for profit.

Chapter List
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Epilogue
Janey sat at her desk, idly chewing on the end of her pencil as she tried to will her way through the pop quiz on U.S. cities. She knew that Miss Hoover had already spent the day covering the test material but she had been distracted with the Corey section on her Non-Threatening Boy's app on her MyPhone. And now with the paper in front of her and the time ticking away, Janey was starting to panic.
"Now is the capital of Kentucky Frank-furt or Frank-fort?" She muttered to herself, trying to sneak a glimpse of the giant map of the United States pinned to the wall of the classroom. She decided to skip that question and come back to it. "And is Portland in Oregon? Or is it in Maine?"
"Miss Hoover? Is the capital of New Mexico Santa Claus?" Janey was pulled from her concentration by the unmistakable childish voice of Ralph in the back row.
"No Ralph," Elizabeth Hoover sighed. She didn't even bother to look up from the magazine she was reading from behind her desk.

Janey returned to her test. Not ten seconds later, another distraction arose from beside her. Lisa Simpson, one of her closest friends, dropped her pencil and shot her hand up into the air.
"Miss Hoover, I'm finished with my test. Can I dive into my homework?"
"Yes Lisa. Just try not to distract anyone else," Elizabeth said. Again, she didn't look up from her magazine. She showed Lisa as little interest as she had shown Ralph. Janey furrowed her eyebrows at her friend. She was irritated that Lisa hadn't even tried to help her.
"How did she finish it so quickly?" She muttered to herself as she returned to her paper. "Some friend she is, doesn't even help me memorize these stupid cities." With the first page completely void of answered questions, Janey turned the paper over.
"Capital city of New Zealand? Is that even a state? Or is it up in Canada somewhere?" She decided to try her luck with the first city that popped into her head and scribbled 'Sydney' on the paper. Satisfied, she moved on.
"What the hell is this?" She whispered to herself. The next question on her paper asked for the diameter of the Sun multiplied by the first one hundred digits of Pi. And after that, the chemical compound of Obsidian.

Janey had almost decided to give up when she heard the unmistakable sounds of light moaning coming from her left. She looked up, her eyes growing wide at the sight. Lisa had reclined back on her chair with her legs resting on the surface of her desk. Her red shoes had been kicked off her feet and Janey had looked over just in time to see one of them fall off the edge. Lisa had her right hand, quite visibly, inside the front of her panties. The spiky haired girl sandwiched the bottom of her dress between her teeth, trying to muffle her moans with her left hand. Janey panicked for her friend, rapidly looking around the room to see if anyone had noticed. But with everyone so involved in their quiz, no one had noticed.
"Psst, Lisa," Janey hissed, trying to get her attention in hopes to save her the embarrassment of being discovered. But Lisa didn't respond. "Lisa!" Janey tried again. But Lisa either didn't hear her or just plain ignored her. Lisa's knuckles created small tents in her panties that rose and fell as she rubbed herself faster. She curled her toes on the desk as she enjoyed her own little world of pleasure. Janey picked up the eraser from her desk and tossed it at her friend's head.
"Lisa, what are you doing?" She hissed. "Stop that before you get in trouble."
"Miss Hover," Lisa cried, not even listening to Janey or removing her hand from her panties, "Janey's trying to cheat off my paper." But Elizabeth Hoover just wasn't interested.
"Janey, focus on your own test." She didn't even look up from her magazine with the accusation of cheating.
"But... but...." Janey started to protest. She glanced back at Lisa, who simply stuck her tongue out at her. She reached between her legs and turned her test over, placing it face down on the desk before she began to rub herself again.
"Fine, see if I look out for you any more," Janey grumbled before turning to the questions asking about the significance of the journals in Gravity Falls, which of the original one hundred and fifty Pokémon evolve when traded, and the number of symbols on the Stargate that were needed to dial another planet, with an extra point for stating the significance of the final symbol.

From the opposite side of the classroom, Allison shot her hand up into the air. She too had finished her test, and was confident in her answers to try and help others.
"Miss Hoover, I'm done too. Can I help Chuck with his test?"
"Sure, knock yourself out," Elizabeth said, once again void of any interest or emotion. Allison almost jumped out of her seat and tackled Chuck out of his chair. But Chuck didn't seem to mind. In fact, quite the opposite. As soon as he had hit the ground, his lips connected with Allison's in a deep and passionate kiss. Their clothes seemed to vanish from their bodies in the blink of an eye as they were removed and tossed aside. Straight away, Allison lay on her side, and Chuck lifted her leg over his shoulder. He slammed his erection inside the brunette. Janey watched in shock as it disappeared inside her friend's depths, and the twisted look of pleasure on her face. Chuck quickly pulled out and lay on his back, and Allison jumped on top of him and sat on his crotch. Janey watched as Allison rode their classmate, bouncing up and down on her knees with her hands firmly pressed to his chest. But, before Chuck could finish, Allison climbed off his shaft. She sat on the floor and spread her legs, beckoning him closer by curling her finger. Chuck crawled towards Allison and buried his face between her legs. Allison gripped his head, humping his face, as his tongue started to swirl inside her depths.
"Fuck... yes...." Lisa cried, and brought Janey's attention back on her. Lisa's red dress had ridden up around her waist and her panties were dangling from her ankle. Her left foot was pressed up against the desk as she leaned back, her chair supported by the table behind her. Janey realised that she was no longer using her fingers. Now, she was shoving a thick plastic shaft in and out of her quivering body. The toy was mostly yellow, except for the thick orange and blue coloured stripes that circled it's surface. The base was circled with nine dull spikes, and the words 'Big Brother' were written on the side. Her hips rose up off the seat as her hand repeatedly plunged the toy inside her
"Yes, YES. Keep fucking me Bart. Make me cum. Make me cum in front of Janey!" As soon as the words were out of her mouth, Lisa turned to look at her friend, looking her dead in the eye as she came around the toy. Janey stood up and looked around the rest of the classroom. The tests had all been discarded, chairs and tables had been pushed aside to make room for the students and their love making. Hubert Wong was going around and kissing every girl in the classroom, regardless if they were busy or not. Alex Whitney had discarded her clothes and was running laps around the room naked. Nelson's cronies were talking loudly about the things they had done with older women, while Becky was sitting on the window sill and casually urinating on the ground outside.

Janey sat back down in her seat. She shut her eyes and put her hands over her ears as she tried to block everything out.
"No, no," she whimpered. "This isn't right. This shouldn't be happening." She opened her eyes again to look down at her test. The words 'State Capitals and Cities' no longer appeared on the front page. Instead, it had a new title:
Sexual Acts that Janey Powell Hasn't Done, but the Rest of Her Friend's Have.
Janey opened the front page. There were no questions, only checked boxes. Dozens of boxes, checked with a green tick beside a different sexual act. Janey flipped through the pages.
"A, B, C, D, E..." she read. Each possible act or kink was listed in alphabetical order. She turned the page to F when Ralph called out from the back of the classroom.
"Miss Hoover, what's a fellatio?" Janey looked up at her teacher. She only just noticed the cover of the magazine she was reading. Lisa, Allison and Greta were pictured in nun outfits on the cover, with the words 'Naughty Church Girls' written above them in large letters. For the first time since the test had begun, the magazine was dropped to the desk. But Miss Hoover wasn't sitting behind it. Miss Hoover wasn't even in the classroom.
"I thought you'd never ask Ralph." Jessica Lovejoy grinned as she rose from Elizabeth Hoover's chair and walked around the desk. "Why don't you come down to the front of the class, and we'll give a demonstration to the others."
"Yay! It's like the Price is Right. I'm going to win a car!" Ralph's enthusiasm did not seem to be affected by the orgy that surrounded the room. It was possible that he just wasn't paying attention. But it was more than likely because he didn't fully understand what was going on around him. Jessica met him at the front of the class beside her desk.
"Now we just need a volunteer. How about you, Janey? You look dressed for it."
"Dressed for it?" Janey blinked as she stood up, looking down at her outfit "What do you...? Her voice trailed off as she realised her clothes at disappeared. She looked down at her naked body, quickly covering herself as every eye in the room had fallen on her and was now focused on her nude frame.
"N... no. I'd better not," she whimpered as she slunk back into her seat. Jessica, however, wasn't going to take no for an answer.
"Janey, you can't pass your test and graduate with your friends unless you step up and help me here. You don't want to be left behind, do you?" Shamefully, Janey shook her head. Jessica nodded. "Lisa, Allison, help Janey to the front please." As if they simply appeared at her side, Lisa and Allison, grabbed Janey's arms and pulled her from her seat. They walked her to the front of the class room and pushed her to her knees in front of the oblivious Ralph. Jessica pulled down his pants and briefs to show his impossibly large penis. Ralph was at least eight inches long and almost as thick as a cardboard tube for toilet paper.
"Now, now, it won't bite," Jessica grinned as she wrapped her hand around the base of the shaft. "Just stick out your tongue, give it a lick and let your instincts take over." With no way out of the situation, Janey decided it was best to get it over and done with. She leaned forward, eyes closed with her tongue extended. But as soon as she made contact with Ralph's cock, it erupted with a thick torrent of white semen.
"I'm a fire truck!" Ralph happily proclaimed as Janey's face became drenched in his cum. She looked over at Lisa and Allison to call for help, but her two friends were locked in a sixty-nine with their heads buried between each other's legs. Jessica dropped her knees next to Janey. Ralph's orgasm had died down, leaving her brown skin drenched with his cum.
"You've earned that passing grade Janey. Now I think it's time to get you cleaned up." Jessica pulled Janey in for a very sudden open mouth kiss. And as Jessica's tongue slipped passed her lips, Janey awoke in bed with a start.

Janey quickly sat up, her body covered in a thin layer of sweat as she panted. She gulped and looked over at her clock. It was just after 7 am on January 1st, New Years Day. She had been home and in bed for a little over three hours. Her bedroom was almost completely dark, save for the tiny thin crack of a dim sunrise that was creeping through the gap in her curtain.
"Just a dream..." she muttered as she fell back to her pillow. "Just a bad dream." Janey wasn't sure if she could get back to sleep. She lay staring at the ceiling, her mind still processing the events she witnessed during the night. Janey didn't know how long she lay there, she didn't care to look back at her clock.
"I don't want this," she finally spoke into the darkness. "I don't want my friends like that." She rolled over, pulling her blankets over her shoulder as she resigned herself to try and get some more sleep.
"I thought I knew them."
The End
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