Tatsuki took a deep breath. Despite this whole scenario seeming like the set up for a porno nobody seemed to be paying her any more attention than usual. Despite wanting to get up and run out she figured it was a good idea to at least pretend everything was normal for the moment.
She reached into her bag to fish out her spare pencils....only for her hand to grab something that clearly wasn't a pencil box.
Gulping slightly, she forced her eyes to look down into the bag as she achingly pulled it open.
She gasped before shutting the bag in a hurry.
"Something the matter Tatsuki?"
"N-nothing. I just...need to get a pencil."
She opened it again slowly.
Dildo's. More than a dozen different dildo's. Some where solid smooth plastic. Others were fleshy. Vibrators. A rainbow of colour and size. More than a dozen different ways to pleasure herself crammed into a bag with her school stuff.
Wait no.....scratch that....this wasn't a school bag. A school bag had school stuff in it. This bag didn't. Only dildos.
Like the one her hand was reaching for.
WHAT THE HELL WAS SHE DOING!?
*Thump*
"Tatsuki if your going to keep disturbing my class. I'm still allowed to have you stand outside holding water buckets."
"No no. That's OK. I'm sorry."
"Alright. Just don't interrupt again."
Was she seriously about to screw herself during class?!
She just wanted to strut over to his desk. Lift her leg on top of it. Bare her privates and tell him to start......gah!
She shook her head and focused on the work. She turned to the student next to her and asked if she could borrow a pencil. The girl looked confused for a second but handed her a number two regardless. Sighing in relief Tatsuki started to fill in the assignment as best she could. Though as the minutes ticked away the barely dressed girl found it getting harder and harder to focus. The numbers and letters started to swim in her vision as her body began to heat up again. She gripped the pencil almost to the point of snapping in horror that she was going to start changing again! Except no. Her breasts didn't surge out to cover her desk. Her hair didn't grow longer or turn blonder. Her clothes didn't shrink anymore. This heat was not the heat of change. She was just getting horny.
Very, very, very very very horny.
She controlled her breath to prevent it turning ragged. She wiped her brow of imaginary sweat as she felt her insides heat up like a furnace in all the right places, at the worst possible time. Like somebody on the brink of falling asleep her vision started to meld with flashes of dream. The words on the paper becoming words that would get their teacher fired if they found them on paper.
Trying to keep herself in control she turned her head to look out the window, and had the bad luck of catching sight of Ichigo just as he turned to face her.
He smiled at his girlfriend.
Oh Ichigo.....you beautiful idiot. Of all the times to do that.
Imagines filled her head as turned back to his work. Her bed slamming against the back wall, destroying the plaster. Her tits bouncing so high they flew above her head. Her screaming meaningless garbage as her ability to say words was drowning in a sea of pleasure from as endless cascade of orgasms, as she bounced atop Ichigo's thick, hard.....
She tore her eyes away from him. The words on her paper perfectly normal again. The head leveling off yet not dying down in the slightest
First something makes her look like a sex freak. Then it makes her dress like a sex freak. Now it was trying to make her 'act' like a sex freak?!
She needed to get out of hear. Away from distractions. From the boy she wanted to fuck in his chair. Find someplace private where she can centre herself, calm down and grab a dildo out her bag.
Wait, what?
*throb* Scratch that about leveling off. She clenched her teeth as the burning sensation in her stomach worsened. She took a few short breaths and on reflex, before she even realised what she was doing, looked over at Ichigo again while he was still focused on the work.
She felt another pang as thoughts about him swam through her head again. Getting pounded by him from behind in the showers. Cowgirling on top of teachers desk. Of demanding, ordering him to knock her.....
'I need to get out of here before I get arrested!'
She pushed her chair back. The sound was loud enough to draw more than a few eyes, including the teachers.
"Tatsuki? Are you alright?"
She froze.
"I...I have to....to...uh...."
Ms Ochi looked confused for a moment, before really looking at the stat of her student. The terribly flushed look, the squirming of her legs. Her breathing. Anyone with eyes knew what was happening.
Tue Apr 02 08:51:00 2019