Small steps

“Well, as you know, I am, and several of our other students are naked. If you were to join us as such, it would go a long way to show you are keen to be part of our community,” the teacher said as his cock continued to harden.

You slowly stand up and go to undo your blouse before he says, “Come up the front.”

You step out from behind the desk and walk to the front of the room. You could feel your own arousal dripping down the inside of your thighs as you walked to the front, your panties soaked through.

Slowly, you unbutton your blouse in front of everyone and pull it from your shoulders, as you to you look over your shoulder and see that the teacher’s cock was very hard, thick and standing straight up to his chest. You bite your lip as you reach behind your back and unclasp your bra, slowly you reveal your bare breasts to everyone and hear one student say, “I’m not sure if I want to fuck those things or eat them.”

You shudder as you drop your bra to the floor. “Very good,” the teacher said, “it’s a step. If this is all you are comfortable with, feel free to stop there.”

You hesitate for a long moment before sliding your thumbs into the elastic band of your skirt and through to your panties. Slowly, you pull them down, bending over and leaving you in nothing but some jewellery and your shoes.

“See, class, a little suggestion can help guide people to be a part of society,” he gestures back to your seat, and you gather your clothes and quickly take your place in the class.

“Now, class, as was just demonstrated, a friendly suggestion can help guide people into the social collective, and in time, you can get them to fulfil more of the social contract. So, if any of you desire our new human student, you just need to ask.” As he says that, you whimper and shudder in your seat, feeling flush, hot and aroused, your nipples harden further. “I’m sure she will want to participate in some regard.”

You felt yourself nod though no words escaped your mouth. “Now,” he said, “The next thing you need to all be aware of is that tomorrow, we have an obligation to look after the school’s mascot.” The class suddenly goes quiet, “As you all know, once a quarter, the school’s mascot requires meat and prefers live prey. So please, everyone, have a think on whether you want to volunteer; if not, we will need to get some meat from the cafeteria, and one of you will feed the mascot.”

You raise your hand, “Sir, what is the school mascot?” you ask.

The teacher shook his head, “Come with me after class, and I will introduce you,” he said.

The rest of the class was pretty dull, except for the fact that you felt many eyes on you, guys, girls; even the teacher seemed to want you in some manner, and it turned you on.

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