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Wilma kicks back at the bar. She doesn’t quite fit on the barstool, but it doesn’t bother her a bit.

Being kidnapped had pissed her off, but the bar food here is fantastic.

She knows she’s a simple girl. Pretty much all she wants is great food and some cock to suck on. Wherever here is, the food is delicious, a little cock and she’ll be happy as a clam.

Unfortunately, looking out on the fifty or so other students, the guy to girl ratio isn’t in her favor. She supposes she can learn to clam dig, but she’d rather have a juicy cock.

She finishes her mouth watering shrimp and clam pizza and decides to head back to her room.

She isn’t quite sure where to walk, so she simply walks straight down the corridor. Soon she is alone in the dim passage.

A rotund man rounds the corner. He smiles at her.

“Ah, Wilma I’ve been looking for you. I’m Professor Nugoltt and I’d very much like you in my class.”

“And, why should I sign up for your class?”

“They’ll be things to eat, new things that you could never even imagine..”

Wilma grins, she does like the sound of that.

“Yes, I guess.”

“Excellent! Let me continue the time honored tradition of breaking bread with my new students.”

Wilma isn’t quite sure where he had it, but Professor Nygoltt pulls out a loaf of sweet bread and proffers it to her.

She tears off a large chunk. It smells fresh. She takes a large bite. It is still warm and mouthwatering. As she finishes the last of it, Professor Nygoltt smiles at her.

“See you in class, my dear.”

With that he walks away and vanishes around the corner.

Wilma licks her lips, savoring the taste of the bread. Now if she could only find some nice cock…