Eagerly

Vince hated when he was not allowed to just go home. He did not want to stay at school for any longer than he really had too. But after an exhausting day he had spent over an hour and a half with Miss Lina doing what he considered to be pointless vocal exercises. He learned how to sing in different pitches, or he learned to not sound as horrible when he did sing. He learned how to do some basic dances; Miss Lina was shockingly... efficient. Vince was prepared for her to be groping his ass like any futa normally tired to, pushing her tits onto his back, trying to grip his dick and the like. But instead, she put all of her efforts to making sure he learned how to really express himself! It was almost endearing in a way... not that he ever planned for a life with theater, but it was refreshing that he was not getting molested every other second, futa teachers usually had less control than the younger ones when they were alone with a male. Their need to breed would make them more than pent up and having a fat ass so close he was glad that Miss Lina did not try to put baby in him. After the training and with minimal ass to cock brushes the sun was setting and Vince sighed. He was going to have to work hard to get home before dark. He lived in a rather safe area but safe from harm did not mean safe from futas looking to pound his ass or throat for hours before he got home.
"Oh my! Just look at the time! We should stop here for now! Do you need a ride home? I could give you one!" Miss Lina said all smiles as he paused her bright eyes shinning as he did his best to not look at her massive breasts and thick cock outline as he sighed.
"Sure... that would be great."
"Good! Follow me!" Vince had know getting in a futas car was a risky endeavor. Miss Lina had however true to her past behavior kept her hands to herself for the whole ride. She drove him right to his house where the lights shone bright from the windows showed him that his family was already home.
"T-thanks for the ride."
"Don't worry about it! Vince may I ask you something?"
"Sure?"
"Are you pleased with life?"
"Pleased?"
"Do you feel satisfied?"
"I don't know?"
"That is not a good answer! You need to be able to sing your life or you are not really living! Please if you would like I do weekend classes to help students really thrive! I will admit so far no one has been eager to join me and I don't have any current students but! I was hoping that if you were happy with it maybe you could think of doing such? It would not be so bad now would it?" She smiled so warmly that he felt like he was going to melt he sighed as the brown skinned femboy thought about it for a moment as he replied?