Magical aptitude and progression

Your final class of the day, magical aptitude and progression. It's a basic class that focuses on your progression as a wizard and where to direct your study and talents to fit your own interests. There are so many options with magic it can be hard for a wizard to find their place in the world. It is not located far from your evocation class and you arrive early.

Another typical class room but this time empty. You begin to question if you are in the correct room but your thoughts are interrupted.

"Are you hear for magical aptitude and progression? I am professor Solomon."

You turn to find a short female gnome come from behind the desk. She was maybe three feet tall and that was a generous estimate. Her hair was short and blond with a pink streak running back on her left side. Instead of the usual professor's robes, she wore a light grey jumpsuit with loops hanging from each side and pockets on the chest and legs. Despite her short stature her body was well proportioned and very curvy.

"I'm sorry. I didn't... I thought I was in the wrong room." You answered.

"Its ok. Nothing to apologize for. This class is mostly to plan for future academics based on your interests. I find most students need a little time before figuring out their interests beyond the basics. So for now this will be more like a study hall to practice and try new things from your other classes. When you think you have found your interest, we can discuss what classes are available. Your grade in this class is based on you identifying a goal to work towards and your progress towards that goal. A lot of new students think study ends when you graduate but really a wizards life is all about study. Your ability to identify your goal and work towards it are crucial to your success."

She continued to discuss various fields of magic study but your mind wandered to a familiar taste. A bitter sweet honey lingering on your tongue. Thoughts of Ophelia bubbled into your mind. You imagined her nude on her back atop her desk as you ran your hand up her body. You tried to shake the image from your head and bring yourself back to reality. Professor Solomon was now talking about her work as a tinker and artificer. Her pouty gnome lips described the facilities here at the school but all you could think about was how she would look eating Ophelia's pussy. Or if it would hurt her for you to take her from behind while she did.

"Are you ok?" Professor Solomon asked you. "You look a little flushed. Have a seat." She took your hand and directed you to a desk. Her hands were course from working in a shop but gentle.

"It's ok. I think this uniform is just a little warm. I think I need some water to cool down. May I be excused?"

"Sure. Like I said, this class is more of a study period right now anyway. Feel free to return to your house to get some rest and feel better. I want you to come back and see me." She said with a wink.

"Thanks." You said as you exited to classroom. Did she wink at me? Does she do that to everyone or was she suggesting something?

You walked towards house Phoenix, the halls empty with most students in their classes. The taste of bitter sweet honey crept across your tongue once more bringing with it thoughts of Ophelia. This time she was on your bed on her hands and knees, wiggling her ass at you. Inviting you to take her. Next she was sitting next to you as she helped professor Solomon climb onto your lap to straddle you. She helped guide your shaft to the gnome's slit crested by a trimmed crown of pink hair. The gnome lowered herself onto your rod slowly as she took more cock than her body was meant to.

You shook the thoughts from your head. God you needed to get relief. Can a gnome even do that with a human? No, you shouldn't think those things. She is a professor, she would never consider it with a student. Especially one who isn't a gnome. Right?

You entered the courtyard where Phoenix house was located. You could see the doors and were almost home.