Math

You take a seat exactly where you always sit in miss Jennings class, luckily you were such a nobody that no one feels the need to tell you that your sitting in Doug’s seat.

Your mom ensured that the faculty was aware of your situation and expressed that they try not to acknowledge it in front of the class.

Miss Jennings was generally speaking a teacher who wanted the best for her students.

She saunters into the room wishing everyone a good morning and her eyes lock on yours for a brief moment before saying.

“Class, today we will be having a new student joining us” However that’s as much as she says before starting the lesson.

However by this point enough horny futas have spotted you that your presence is well known within the class.

You try to focus on the lesson but your stomach rumbles quietly, and you can feel the stares of your classmates on you.

The bell rings, class ends and not soon enough, you’re the first to stand and heft your bag over your shoulder, rushing to the bathroom.

Your plan is to collect yourself briefly before returning and focusing on your next classes.

You push into the girls/futas bathroom and sit on the toilet in one of the stalls, focusing on your breath slowly.

The walls of the stall are riddled with graffiti and marking, to your right is a hole about face height with where your sitting.

Your startled from your thoughts by the telltale sign of the door being shoved open and the sound of shoes squeaking on the dingy tiled floor.

You pull your feet up to your chest hoping they’re only in here for the typical reasons, you hear them open the stall to your right and step inside.

You move your body to the side of the hole as to stop them from spotting you through it.

You wait for a long while and you hear the sound of their pants dropping to the floor and for a long while you wait. . .

Suddenly a behemoth of a cock slides through the gap, it’s roughly 11 inches in length and only slightly thinner then your wrist.

“Alright Kat, you know the drill, I got to get to social studies in 5…~” the voice says from beyond the all too thin stall wall.

She doesn’t know you’re someone else, her cock throbs softly as it hangs before you.

That hunger is back again, you feel a distinct wetness in your panties as you feel a knot form in your stomach.

In her position she couldn’t catch you if you sped out of the bathroom and in the crowded halls you’d quickly lose her.

However you also can’t deny your desires in this moment either. . .