This story is a replacement ending written by me to the episode in
which Bart writes love letters to his teacher, Mrs. Krabopple as a
joke. It picks up when Bart realizes that he has to end the
“Oh no!” Bart thought to himself, “I’ve got to do something
about Mrs. Krabopple. I can’t ask Lisa, she’ll just make fun of me.
I can’t ask mom, she’ll think I’m twisted or something. I’ll ask
Bart went to Homer and asked him what to do, and Homer, lacking and
sense of intelligence responded: “Tell her the truth.”
That night, Bart went to Edna Krabopple’s house in a suit and knocked
on the door.
“Oh great!” Edna thought sarcastically, “instead of having
my dream man sent to the door, my worst student comes.”
“Bart,” she said, “What do you want, and how in the world
did you find out where I live.”
“Ummm, Mrs. Krabopple, I have some bad news for you.”
“Did you break the fish bowl again, because if you did,
you’re gonna be in detention for the rest of…”
“NO!” Bart cut in, “it is much more serious, and whatever
you do, please don’t get mad, I thought it would be funny at first,
and then I realized that I made a big mistake.”
“Alright Bart, what is it, what did you do?” Edna
“Well, you know all of those love letters you’ve gotten…”
“You know who my Woodrow is?” Edna interrupted with a burst
of energy, “Who is he, where is he, when can I finally meet him?”
Bart hesitated, in anticipation of a slap across the face. Then, he
“I’m Woodrow, I wrote the letters.”
The young boy stood there, waiting for his teachers hand to hit him
clear across the face, but it never happened. Edna didn’t move, and
just looked her student in the eyes. Then an evil grin crept onto
“You wrote the letters? I’m going to have to teach you a
lesson young man. Come with me.”
“Uh oh,” Bart thought as he walked behind his teacher into
what appeared to be her bedroom. “I’m about to get the biggest
spanking of my life, aren’t I?”
“You could say that.” his teacher slyly replied. “Sit on
the bed Bart, I want to explain something to you.”
Bart did as he was told.
“My husband left me over ten years ago, and that was the last
time that I got any… Uhmmm I mean that was the last time I had…
Uhmmm, that was the last time I had a male companion. Because I have
certain needs, I put an add in the magazine to fill my needs. You, or
Woodrow was the first descent, reasonable man who responded, and I got
very excited. I thought my needs would be answered, and now, I am so
horn… I mean needy, that your punishment will be to help me solve my
“What is it that you want me to do?” Bart asked.
“Well, Uhhhhh, Ummmmm…” Edna Krabopple never thought she
would ask anyone to do what she was about to ask Bart, let alone a
student. And, she certainly didn’t know how to ask him. “Bart,”
she said, “we’re gonna have… Uhmmmm, lets see, when two people
really like each other, they… No, that’s not what I want to say…
Uhmmm well, you, uhhhmmmm, We’re gonna fuck!”
“What?” Bart stammered. Being in fourth grade, he didn’t
know much about sex, and he hadn’t even started puberty, so he was
“Don’t worry,” Edna said, “I’ll take you through every
step.” With that, she walked over to Bart, and immediately locked
into a deep kiss.
Bart pushed away, saying:
“Ewwwww, that’s disgusting”
But, Edna persisted and said:
“Trust me, you’ll like it, and besides, this is part of your
Once again, the teacher pressed her lips against those of the eleven
year old and held. Soon, she opened her mouth and slipped her tongue
into Bart’s mouth. He responded with the same action. They stayed
like this for five or six minutes, until Edna decided to move on to
the next step. She broke the kiss, took off her shirt, and unclasped
her bra. Although not huge, her breasts were perfectly shaped, and
Bart was overcome.
“Wow!” the boy said as he stared at her beautiful globules.
It was his first exposure to breasts, and he immediately started to
kiss, caress, and play with them. Edna leaned her head back and
moaned. Bart, wanting to take some initiative, took off his shirt,
and while doing so, realized a strange feeling. His penis felt like
it was getting bigger. Bart had an irregularly large pre-pubescent
dick. At three inches soft, Bart thought that was as big as it got.
He knew that his member was big because at school, in the bathroom, he
often caught a quick flash of another boy’s dick, and one inch is a
lot smaller than three inches.
While Edna impatiently awaited her young lover, Bart wanted to
investigate. He pulled down his pants, and pulled the semi-hard dick
out of his boxers.
“Holy shit!” Bart yelled, “It grew an inch!”
“Don’t have a cow,” Edna joked, “and besides, it’ll grow
more than that.”
Bart looked over and realized that while he was stripping, his teacher
had done the same. For the first time in his life, Bart looked over
at his teacher and had the sudden urge to do something, but he didn’t
know what that something was.
“Come over here.” Edna pleaded, and then grabbed the boy’s
dick. Quickly, she slipped it into her mouth, and began to suck like
she never sucked before. At first, Bart was repulsed, but soon, he
realized that this felt amazingly good. The more she sucked, the
bigger it grew, and Finally, after five minutes of the most intense
blow job ever, Bart’s dick was at a whopping five and a half inches.
“Okay, now you’re ready,” said Edna to her student. She guided his
dick to the entrance of her pussy. “Do you know what to do, because
if you don’t it’s real easy, I’ll tell you.” Bart looked to the
ground, quite embarrassed. “Alright, all you have to do is pump that
rod of yours into my pussy, then pull back some, then back in… In,
out, in, out, etc. Do you get the general idea?” Bart nodded.
“Good, now when I start screaming, whatever you do, don’t stop, go
faster!!! And, unless I’m screaming, pull out if you feel like some
stuff is about to come out of your penis. If I! ’m! screaming,
forget about it and keep on going. By the way, this may take a while,
don’t give up to early, the end experience is well worth the wait.”
Bart nodded and eased his way into her love box. A slight moan
escaped Edna’s lips. Then, Bart climbed on top of her, his head only
reaching her boob. Slowly, he began to pump, in and out.
“If you want to be done before next week, I’d go a little
faster.” Edna complained.
The boy’s pace became faster and faster. Soon he was pumping in and
out as fast as he could, in anticipation of the great feeling he was
promised. Then, it happened. Bart’s fourth grade teacher let out a
scream. Her body started to violently shake and Bart knew he had to
keep on going, and get even faster. His teacher’s body then went
rigid and Bart felt a strange feeling in his dick.
“Uh oh.” Bart thought, “she’s screaming and I’m about to
have that feeling she told me about.” The boy pumped as hard as he
could. Beads of sweat dripped from the two bodies. Edna screamed as
Bart grunted. Then, Bart, for the first time, had an orgasm, and
couldn’t believe how good it felt. It almost hurt, it felt so good.
“Oooohhhh Bart, that was excellent!” the lustful teacher
moaned. “You learn quickly, I think your grade just went from an
“F” to an “A.”
“Thank you Mrs. Krabopple, that was awesome!”
“C’mon Bart, I’ll give you a ride home.”
“Actually, my parents think I’m sleeping over at
Millhouse’s tonight, I’ll just call him, tell him that I got
grounded, and I’ll stay here, for some more fun.”
That night, Bart and his teacher fucked for hours. Over and over,
Bart emptied his little ball sack into Mrs. Krabopple. In one night,
his grade went from a “D” to an “A.”