Going to class... not so calmly.

You hurry down the corridors seeing more and more people, all wearing long skirts and shirts. You can feel your heart sinking as you get closer and closer to the class. It appears to be in the dungeon, as the walls soon give off a chill that definitely isn't calming your nipples **** attempt to poke through your top.

You can feel your tight little kitty desperately trying to show itself with every single step that you take. It's soaking wet juices slowly tingling down your inner thigh. You really need to do something about this. Maybe you could try and sneak off somewhere private and satisfy your need. But then again you would be late for class and that seems like a rather stupid idea at the moment.