Class number 2

Noah had always been a bit of a shy and introverted person, so when he was placed in the "submissive" class at his new school, he felt out of place. He was never good with confrontation and preferred to keep to himself. But little did he know, this class would test his limits in ways he never imagined.

"Yeah yeah you! The loser with a stripped shirt, pay attention," the professor barked at him. "This isn't a strip club, you know, it's a serious matter. Am I understood?"

Noah's face turned beet red as he realized he must have been staring at the professor's chest without realizing it. He quickly averted his gaze and whispered, "Yes ma'am."

The professor let out a sarcastic laugh. "Good, today's lesson will be a short one. I will show you losers some positions you can try with your girlfriends, if incels like you even have one."

Noah's classmates chuckled, and he felt his face grow even hotter. He couldn't believe this was actually happening. But as the professor began to show them lewd acts on a big screen, he found it harder and harder not to stare. It was like nothing he had ever seen before, and he couldn't help but feel aroused.

As the class ended, Noah couldn't help but feel embarrassed and ashamed of himself. He had never felt so out of place and awkward before. He knew he would have to find a way to fit in and make friends if he wanted to survive this class. But for now, all he could do was try to forget about the humiliating experience and move on