Paul Can't go through with it.

Paul began to tremble as he felt his cock stiffening and sliding down his teacher's throat. The animal lust in her eyes intimidated him, and he was worried that he would lose control.

"I... I have to go, Ma'am!" Paul stammered as he jerked his cock out of her grasp.

"This isn't right!"

Paul backed toward the door, crushing his semi-rigid cock into his underwear. His teacher stood up, chest heaving, his seed glistening in the fluorescent lights of her office as it trickled from her large breasts.

"This isn't over, Paulie" she growled, "you need this course to graduate. If you want to pass, you WILL complete your assignment."

Paul grabbed his backpack from the chair by the door and hurried out of her office. He ran out through the gym, and down the hall. As class was still in session, the halls were deserted. He ducked into the boy's room, ran up to the sink and splashed some cold water on his burning cheeks. He looked at himself in the mirror, flush, terrified, but still aroused by his teacher's sexual advances.

He replayed the scene in his mind as he gripped the sink with white knuckles. His monster cock began to come alive once more, escaping the elastic of his briefs and sliding down his leg.

"What the hell am I going to do with you?" he asked his quickly elongating member.