Lets start the thread off right with some green
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>Dread fills you as you think about what aunt Luna might be calling you to her office for.
"I-I'm sure it's nothing."
>Sunset doesn't look like she believes you at all, shutting her locker with a sigh.
>Sunsis: "Well go get it over with, auntie's chewing out isn't usually too bad, I should know."
>Hurrying out of the locker room, you curse your luck as you think about how you might've gotten caught.
"Did one of the girl's squeal? No... not even Twist would have as she'd be in just as much trouble as the rest of us… I'm pretty sure."
>Talking to yourself to try and ease your fears on being found out fucking your little sisters and cousins, you get closer to the vice principles office.
"Could it have been Adagio? Shit, maybe, I don't really think she's as loyal to the girls as she is to Suns-"
>Your train of thought was interrupted by you almost running headfirst into Luna's door, dread filling your stomach as you tentatively knocked on it.
>Luna: "Enter." Came Luna's voice from inside, to which you took a deep breath and twisted the doorknob to let yourself in.
>The room was dim, the curtains on the windows were drawn and the only light came from Luna's computer monitors, your aunt sliding her chair to see around them.
>Luna: "Sit please, I'm sure you're aware why you're here."
>Gulping, you take a seat in the chair opposite her desk, a little bit of sweat beading on your brow.
"Couldn't be from the prank on Cranky could it? eh-heh..." You laugh weakly.
>Giving you an unimpressed glance, Luna drummed one hand on her desk as she looked back at her monitors.
>Luna: "Anonymous, nothing happens in this school without me knowing about it. Nothing."
>A chill goes down your spine as you feel the noose tightening around your neck.
"Y-Yeah?"
>Tapping a key on her keyboard, the room was suddenly filled with the sounds of fucking, a woman loudly crying out with pleasure.
>Surprised for a moment, you quickly recognize the voice as Peachbottom's.
>Luna: "And much of what happens on and outside school grounds."
>Luna's face had a light blush as she motions you over to her.
>Getting up from your chair, Luna does the same, straightening out her pencil skirt as you walk around the desk, the woman still noticeably shorter than you even with her tall heels on.
>Luna: "We need to talk about your less than stellar academic performance due to your "distractions". Sit.”
>Taking Luna's much more comfortable office chair, you're met with a dozen paused videos on her monitors, all security camera footage of you and your various family members.
>One by one, Luna plays them, the sex sounds overlapping and making the room sound like a brothel as you watch yourself fuck your relatives.