I am looking for a story I found a few years back. It may be on this site or on a different site. It was about an all girls class in college where each year the teacher has her class do something different. This year the teacher asks her whole class to become sluts and have sex 3 times a day every day. Eventually the whole class becomes pregnant and the whole college just becomes a giant orgy of pregnant girls. Anyone know of this story? Thank you in advance!

It's called: "Broadening Your Perspective - Lust" by crudeatoms

“Welcome to Broadening your Perspective,” Professor Jacobson told the packed auditorium. She was a slender and fairly attractive woman, mid 30s, but the most striking this was how comfortable she looked in front of hundreds of the university’s new female students. She had, after all, given this speech many times before. “I’d thank you all for coming but I know that this course is mandatory. Nevertheless, I think this is a good course, maybe one of the best. Other courses teach you knowledge or, if you are lucky, how to think. This course will change the way you look at the world.

“Once a week, for the next 12 months, we will meet here. I and other presenters will introduce you to new cultures, ideas and paradigms. We will study religions, belief systems, compulsive behaviour, opinions and political systems. You will be exposed to the human condition, the way the your fellow kin see the world and, I hope, learn something from them.

“But that’s not the core part of the course, nor is it the part that is assessed. Together, we will go on a journey. I say ‘we’ and I mean it because I will be undertaking this experience with you. The key to this course is to change, for just a year, one thing about you. It is by changing the way the world sees you, it will change the way you see the world.

“In one previous year, everyone shaved their head; in another, we all went naked; in yet another, everyone gained a lot of weight - that one was particularly fun. And these students did not change only in the classroom. You have to live the change for it to be effective.

“No doubt you are all curious about what we will be doing, so I will keep you in suspense no longer. The physical change that will allow you to see the world anew is… we will all become sluts. Specifically,” she said, raising her voice over the breakout of hushed whispers, “we will all dress in slutty clothes. I am sure you don’t need a diagram describing what does and does not qualify.

“In addition, slutty girls have sex three times a day, minimum. I say again, minimum. I recommend when you wake up, in the evening and sneaking off for a quickie between classes.

“Are there any questions?”

*

“Hey. You’re looking a little shellshocked. Are you all right?”

Kendra blinked, her attention tumbling back into the world around her. In front of her was a tall blonde with a sweet smile, one which didn’t completely mask her concern. The students were filing out from the auditorium, most engaged in huddled conversations. She hoped she wasn’t the only one completely zoned out. “That’s quite the project, don’t you think?” the blonde continued.

“Yeah, sure is,” Kendra replied, clearing her throat. She brushed a dark lock of hair from her eyes. “I’d heard about the previous year where everyone had to get fat. I was kind of hoping for something like that.”

“What, you don’t like sex?”

“Oh no, nothing like that, haha. I just that I’m a little… I don’t really know…” She shrugged. “Guess I’m a little shy, that’s all.”

The blonde nodded slowly, looking Kendra up and down. “Whereabouts are you living…?”

“Oh, my name’s Kendra. I live with my sister. Her apartment is about half an hour away.”

“Sister? Oh, that’s no good. Tell you what - my roommate and I live on campus. We have space for you and you’re pretty cute, want to come live with us? I’m Nicole, by the way.”

“Live… with you?”

“Sure!” Nicole beamed. “That makes the morning fuck easy to take care of - we can simply take care of each other. You ever been in a lesbian threesome before, Kendra?”

“Well… sure, who hasn’t?”

“Great! Then it’s settled. Oh, by the way,” Nicole said, slowly unbuttoning her blouse, “my next class isn’t for another hour and I know a quiet spot in the library…”

Kendra shrugged. “Sure,” she said with a smile, “why not?”

*

As it turned out, the quiet spot in the library was hard to find. Other women had the same idea and were equally keen to get a head-start on the project. On entering, they had been met with an orgy, with dozens of women bent over desks while being taken from behind or fingering each other in the corner. Being a library, all were doing their best to keep the noise down, but enough moans and gasps were escaping to reach quite a din.

Kendra, despite her uncertainty, was starting to feel aroused. Nicole was leading her by the hand. There was a warm tingling where they touched, the anticipation of the act to come getting her hotter than the porno they were walking through. Eventually they found a quiet aisle towards the back. Wasting no time, they embraced in a passionate kiss.

As she had at every step so far, Nicole was leading the way. Kendra allowed herself to be lowered to the floor as Nicole kissed her neck. She was incapable of resisting as Nicole ripped off her skirt, forced her legs apart and dived between them. Her tongue skilfully lapped at her pussy, sending electric fire throughout her body.

“Shh, baby. We’re in a library,” Nicole said. Kendra hadn’t even realised she’s been mewing. Nicole grabbed the back of her head and stuffed her tongue in her mouth, her free hand expertly tweaking Kendra’s throbbing pussy. Her organism came quickly and violently. “Wow, that was fast,” Nicole said, leaning back and spreading her legs. “Fuck me, firecracker.”

She obeyed. She couldn’t have resisted even if she wanted to.

They left the library half an hour later. Kendra neither knew nor cared that she looked like a mess - she was covered in hickeys, saliva and pussy juice; her skirt was ripped and were blouse was missing buttons. But then again, she didn’t stand out - the orgy near the front had not died down at all.

Fucking Nicole had been amazing. Probably the best screw of her life. But, Kendra admitted to herself, it wasn’t going to be enough - not for 12 months, anyway. She always found that the more she had sex with a women, the more she craved a dick. Which is why she found herself entering the physics lab. It was quiet but, sure enough, there he was. “Hey Steve,” she said, “what’s up?”

He smiled at her. “Kendra! Always a pleasure. What can I do for you?”

“Well, since you ask… you could fuck my brains out.”

“Hmm… what’s in it for me?”

Kendra blinked. “What… apart from fucking me?”

“Well, yeah. Don’t look so hurt,” he added quickly, “it would be an honour. But just today I’ve had that same request from three other women. I assume you want it regularly? Yeah, thought so. I’m only one man though.”

“Maybe I’ll find a real man who can handle it then.”

Steve snorted. “Good luck. Seriously - the lab here is full of nerds, and even we are going to be getting some serious action over the next 12 months. So. Sex with you - it’s a good starting offer. What else have you got?”

Kendra sighed. “I’ll cook you dinner tonight. How about that?”

“Hmm…”

“… and do the dishes afterwards.”

“Deal, darling. I’ll see you tonight.”

*

Kendra woke up to the sensation of Nicole’s hot, skilled tongue teasing her nipple. A slow smile formed as she stretched lazily, not wanting to fully wake up. Then another tongue started at her other nipple and the pleasure was too much to sleep through.

She opened her eyes. Next to Nicole was Lin, her roommate. Lin was a slender Asian woman, shockingly pretty, and what she lacked in Nicole’s skills she made up for with enthusiasm. Pretty soon, her two new roommates and lovers had her crying out from a hot, hard cum.

*

The class was making Kendra horny, as it always seemed to these days. After a little more than a month of dressing like a slut, acting like a slut and fucking like a slut, she was starting to feel like a slut.

Up until now, she’d been going through the motions but this last week her appetite had drastically changed. She had always enjoyed sex, but finding the time and motivation for it three times a day had been difficult. Especially with how smug the boys were about it. It would have been a lot easier if they didn’t constantly remind her that she was unlikely to ever say no - which was why she found herself cooking Steve dinner every night, just to get him to pound her.

Finding the time and motivation was getting easier, though. Kendra suspected that if she did refrain from a good thrice-daily fucking that she’d be crawling the walls. Her roaring libido had finally risen to the task of completing this assignment, leaving her with a perpetual yearning deep in her pussy.

But it was always worst in this class. It wasn’t just Professor Jacobson, teaching the class while dressed like a hooker (today she was wearing high-heeled boots and a leather jacket with nothing underneath). What really drove her to distraction was the smell of sex filling the room. Other women, all as revved-up and underdressed as she was, couldn’t sit through any lecture without at least making out, often slipping nimble fingers into dripping, eager pussies.

Even those who were trying to pay attention, like the cute blonde next to her, were still pure sex symbols. She was wearing a tight sweater and apparently little else, besides a pair of stockings and high-heel shoes that shone in the low light. But what was truly captivating about her was her just-fucked appearance. Her lipstick was smeared all over her face and a fresh glob of cum was settling into her hair. None of that compared to her content expression or the way her hands rubbed the inside of her thighs.

The class ended and Kendra left in a daze. Oblivious to where she was going, she bumped into a guy. “Oh, excuse me, miss -“

“Fuck me,” she said. “Fuck me now!”

He smiled. He was pretty cute when he smiled, whoever he was. “Yes, ma’am.”

*

After two months of lessons, Kendra was starting to get into a routine. On weekdays she would wake up, fuck her two sexy roommates, head to class, sneak in a couple of quickies between (or during) class, then head to Steve’s. She didn’t always need Steve to meet her quota but she figured it was best to keep in his good books for when she did. Besides, he turned out to be an excellent lay.

All of which kept her pretty busy. Which is why she looked forward to each weekend, a chance to relax, catch up on study… and of course, fuck. As much as she loved the frantic quickies that made up her week, weekend sex was deliciously leisurely.

It was a Saturday morning. Kendra, still bleary-eyed, was making out on the couch with Lin. Their touch was electric as they allowing their pleasure to slowly build. Lin was talking through the kisses, a habit of hers that was starting to grow on her.

“So I was *kiss* sitting on his lap *kiss* during *kiss* the lecture, feeling him pump *kiss* away. Didn’t take long for *kiss* him to cum, so *kiss* I got up but *kiss* when I did I leaked jizz all over him *kiss*. So I went to lick it up *kiss* and -“

Nicole entered the room, limping a little and looking exhausted, but happy. Her shirt was ripped, exposing a perky breast that was caked in dry cum. “What a night!” she exclaimed. “Brit hosted a party that turned into an orgy again, surprise surprise. Ended up with a few rounds of bukkake though!”

She dumped her jacket on the couch and started heading to the bathroom. “Hold up, me first,” Kendra said, dashing off in front of her. Lin and Nicole grimaced as they heard her being sick.

“I didn’t think I was that bad,” Lin said, pouting. Kendra frowned her apology.

“It’s not you, I promise,” she said. “My stomach has been playing up lately.”

“Maybe,” Nicole said, smiling.

“Huh?”

“Well, Kendra, you sexy little skank. You have been screwing a lot…”

Her eyes went wide as saucers as she processed what the cum-stained blonde was saying. “But.. wait… you don’t think that I’m…”

“Huh, that’s interesting,” Lin said. “It just occurred to me that the last time I had my period was before we started the Perspective assignment.”

Nicole giggled. “You girls are the worst.”

Later that night, they tried out some pregnancy tests. Nicole went first. She shook her head, showing the results to the others. “I just had my period, so no surprises there.” Both Kendra and Lin’s turned positive.

*

“So, does this mean you still need me to fuck you every day?”

Kendra gaped at him. “That’s your reaction to me telling you that I’m three months pregnant?”

Steve shrugged and flashed her a boyish grin. “What can I say? You’re the third one of my fuck-kittens to tell me that. I’m thrilled for you, don’t get me wrong. But - wait, did you say three months?”

“Yeah.”

“… are you sure?”

“Yeah!”

“All right, all right. Are you saying we were fucking for a month before I knocked you up?”

Kendra’s hand flew to her belly. “What makes you say it’s yours?”

Steve shrugged. “I’m an optimist. But let’s say that it is - if so, I’ll want to take care of you. How are you feeling? Need a back rub?”

“Well… yeah.” She did feel a little tense - the months of hard fucking were a fitness regime unlike any she had undergone previously. She felt heavier than usual too, obviously, and really quite tired. This was despite her just barely showing - she didn’t know what it would be like when she got to Lin’s size. The poor Asian woman must have been knocked up on the first day and was sporting a noticeable belly.

“Great. Let me rub your back while you get started on dinner, hmm?”

*

Kendra felt uncertain as she walked to class. Today was the five-month catchup to make sure all students were on track. Only five months, not even halfway. She hadn’t even been knocked up straight away… and yet she was feeling pretty big. Her belly was swelling enough to cause her already short dress to ride up, showing more than just her legs to the world. Though, to be honest, constantly flashing her pussy to the world made reaching her fuck quota even easier.

That and her boobs were swelling, she thought as Lin waddled over. The slender Asian woman was wearing daisy dukes and a bikini top, an outfit which seemed to be a favourite of hers. Even though, at three weeks or so further along, her belly dwarfed Kendra’s, her boobs were still small and perky. Kendra’s, though, had gone up at least a cup size. They now bulged dangerously against her dress. She’d have to stop wearing it soon.

Of course, she couldn’t gloat too much. Nicole was waiting for them outside the lecture theatre, the small curve of her belly just visible over her leather pants. Her breasts, though, were exploding out of her tanktop, her permanently erect nipples being practically a safety hazard. Nicole’s pregnancy was doing wonders for her girlish figure. Kendra couldn’t wait to see how much more she’d swell up.

Inside, Professor Jacobson looked as stunning as ever. She wore tight jeans and a short blouse that she hadn’t bothered buttoning up. “Welcome, girls. I hope this project has been good to you - I know it’s been good to me,” she said with a knowing smile. “In fact, it might have been a little too good. It turns out I’m pregnant.”

“This is quite a good thing,” she said, patting her flat belly. “We are learning what it feels like to be sluts and getting knocked up is a huge part of that. But I can tell I’m not alone here - who else is pregnant?” Kendra, Lin and Nicole all raised their hands - as did a third of the students. “Very nice. Keep your hands up, ladies. Now, also raise your hand if you think you might have been knocked up.”

Kendra gasped, her eyes scanning the room. Of the hundreds of women present, all but a handful had raised their hand.

“Wow, sluts. I am so proud of you.”

*

Babies. That’s all anyone was talking about these days. It wasn’t hard to see why though - a few months ago, the university had looked like a brothel; now, it looked like a maternity ward. Or both, really.

Kendra waddled to the nearest café and lowered herself into a seat. She took a moment to caress her belly. These days she was six months pregnant and feeling a little more physically awkward each day. But the reason she needed to stop was less to take the weight off her feet and more to take care of the hormones burning hot in her bloodstream. She slipped out of her saucy lingerie (the only clothes she was wearing) and pulled the vibrator from her purse. Soon its buzzing joined the two or three others she heard nearby.

On the table next to her, three women were excitedly discussing baby names. Their olive complexion, dark hair and small-but-noticeable bellies made Kendra think they could have been sisters. Each girl had her skirt hitched up around her waist while being bent over the table and fucked from behind. Their lovers were tall, handsome, a little muscular. She wondered if any of them would be available before her next class.

“Hi miss, what can I get you?” the waitress asked. Like all the cafes near and on campus they’d had to change their uniforms to first satisfy the “dress like a slut” requirement, then, increasingly, the “suitable maternity wear” requirement. In this case the answer had been a sort of maid’s uniform made of PVC. Kendra noticed it was stretched tight across a belly that was almost as big as her own.

“Chamomile tea, please,” Kendra replied, “and… the daily special.”

“Coming right up,” she said with a smile. A lot of businesses figured out pretty quickly that given how often women needed to get fucked these days, offering that as a service just made good sense. Besides, Kendra thought as she bit her lip against her oncoming orgasm, the three girls next to her seemed to be enjoying the special quite a bit.

*

Professor Jacobson was trying to teach the class about funeral rites in Micronesia, but she was struggling. Part of the problem was her own case of baby brain. She kept losing her train of thought, stopping mid-sentence to stroke her belly (which, for five months along, was pretty big - the rumour mill had it at triplets).

But the bigger problem was the baby brains of the audience. Kendra was unable to focus long these days - all she wanted to do was eat, sleep and fuck. Occasionally she would worry about such problems as how she was going to stand up at the end of the class, something which was not so trivial when almost 39 weeks pregnant. Lin sat next to her, quite overdue, struggling to stay awake, while on her other side, a heavily pregnant Nicole kept trying to lick her ear.

Clearly, Nicole’s hormones were running on hot today. Kendra had been fending off her kisses all day - the first hour of making out had been great, but it’s not like they could spend all day with their tongues down each other’s’ throats. Impending motherhood and raging libidos or not, they still had classes.

Of course, Kendra couldn’t pretend she was uninterested, not with two fingers up her skirt. She was just so damn horny. As usual, sitting through this class was like living in a porno - between the hum of vibrators, wet kisses and soft moans, it could sometimes be hard to hear the teacher. Not to mention that there was usually a pair of women 69ing in any direction you looked. But in recent months, the fucking had been getting sexier: there wasn’t a single flat belly in the auditorium, and the thought that this assignment had turned the class into a baby making factory excited her. Maybe this was what she wanted out of life, she realised - to always be fucking, to always being knocked up.

She turned to face her blonde lover. “Fuck me now,” she growled. Nicole smiled and reached into her bag, extracting a strap-on. Kendra giggled. “How is that going to work?” she whispered, indicating their bellies.

“Not sure, but it will be fun to find out…”

It took a bit of experimenting, as it turned out. The narrow rows of seats weren’t designed with the sort of activity in mind, but they got it to work. Kendra was gripping the empty seat in the next row, her belly bulging over the back of the chair. She was leaning forward, angling awkwardly to give Nicole’s extended abdomen room to move. Kendra bit her lip to keep herself from crying out as her lover’s hard, plastic cock penetrated deep inside her.

In a brief moment of lucidity, it occurred to her that the shy girl she’d once been - one who never knew the thrill of having life grow inside her -would have been mortified at the public fucking she was receiving. She giggled as she realised that her perspective, as well as her belly, had indeed broadened…

*

The last few months of the project were punctuated by birth after birth. Lin was among the first in the class, interrupting a lecture with sudden contractions. Most lectures since were highlighted by broken water, moans of pain and many absences. Kendra’s labour had started at an awkward time, right in the middle of a slow, delightful fuck with Steve. He’d been a gentleman about it, bringing her warm towels and reminding her to breathe - he even stuck his cock in her mouth and came all over her face, twice. “Anything to distract me,” she’d said at the time. After a couple of orgasm-filled hours, she finally gave birth to her son.

By the time the last lecture rolled around, there were far fewer pregnant bellies around, though the few that were left were enormous. Professor Jacobson’s hands drew lazy circles over the twins (or possibly triplets?) in her belly as she congratulated the students on making it this far. Even through her exhaustion, Kendra was thrilled. But passing the course mattered less to her than her new baby, or the good news she’d found out earlier that week…

Afterwards, they went out for coffee. They sat quietly, topless, while their hungry babies fed. Nicole broke the silence. “So, I know we don’t have to keep screwing our brains out at every opportunity but, well, it’s been fun. I’d rather not stop and… I guess what I’m saying is… will you two girls marry me?”

“Yes!” Kendra blurted out. Lin gasped, nodding through her tears. They exchanged quick kisses. “Of course I will marry you. I love you both so much!”

“I love you, too!” Lin said, wiping her face with her free hand. “But there’s something you should know. I’m pregnant again!”

“Oh my god, you too?” Kendra exclaimed, her hand falling to her own belly.

“Hahaha, you’re both knocked up again?” Nicole said, laughing. “You sluts are too much!” She smiled fondly at her fiancés. “I have some catching up to do, then. Waiter! I’ll have the daily special. Make it a double…”

*

Everyone agreed that the wedding was wonderful. The three brides were all radiant, stretching out their wedding dresses as they waddled up the aisle. Once more Lin was the biggest of the group, her twins being only a few days from delivery, though the others weren’t small by any definition. The heavily pregnant women exchanged their vows, surrounded by their adoring friends and family. Their bridemaids, all 24 of them, didn’t quite manage to steal the attention off the happy trio - which, given their indecently short dresses all accommodating variously sized pregnancies, was a testament to how beautiful the brides were.

The honeymoon was short and intense. They later bought a house in the country, the biggest they could find. But it didn’t take them long to fill it…