Anatomy 101

As the door closes behind you, Ms. Fox steps forward, her heels clicking sharply against the floor. She takes a seat on the edge of her desk, her legs crossed, the slit in her skirt revealing a smooth expanse of thigh.

You stand there, the heat of the classroom pressing down on you, feeling all too familiar. Ms. Fox taps her ruler against her palm, her smirk curling as she prepares to start. “Alright, John, let’s get those clothes off again. No need to waste time.”

You can feel the weight of the girls’ stares already, even before you’ve moved. Every pair of eyes is on you, waiting. Your stomach tightens. There’s no pretending this time—it’s happening.

Slowly, your hands move, first pulling your shirt over your head. As the fabric slides free, a small, appreciative murmur goes up from the girls. Your fingers fumble slightly as you undo your pants. You hear a faint giggle from the back of the room—Ruby, no doubt—already getting a kick out of your nervousness. You glance up and catch Sage’s relaxed, laid-back expression, her lips twitching as if she’s trying to hide a smile.

Your pants drop to the floor, leaving you standing there in just your boxers. You hesitate, your breath catching in your throat. It feels like the entire room is holding its breath, waiting. Ms. Fox tilts her head to the side, her lips quirking.

She gives you a little smack of the ruler on your backside. It didn't hurt at all but did it break you out of your trance. "Off with them," she orders, her voice full of playful malice. The tension in the room is palpable. Every second feels like it’s being stretched out, every eye trained on your body, but you haven’t even reached the worst part yet. Ruby leans forward, eager to see the next move. She says, "If it helps, John, I have been looking forward to seeing your cock, like, all day."

This earns her a round of giggles, and even Ms. Fox seems amused. Your face burns.

You grip the waistband of your boxers, and in one fluid motion, you pull them down.

The moment your cock springs free, the room erupts.

A mix of laughter, giggles, and low whistles fills the space, the reactions immediate and varied. Your face flushes red, the heat burning your skin as you feel your cock twitching under their gaze—already standing at attention, fully betraying your arousal.

Ruby, leaning back in her chair with a smug grin, can’t resist. “Looks like someone’s really excited to be here,” she teases, her eyes locked onto you. There’s no hiding it—your erection is obvious, and there’s no way they’ll let you off easy.

Michelle, from across the room, bites her lower lip, her dirty blonde hair tied up in a tight bun. Her toned body is on full display in her red sports bra and yoga pants. She’s silent, but her smirk says it all as she raises one eyebrow, giving you an appreciative once-over. Her gaze lingers, following the length of your cock before her eyes meet yours again, a glint of amusement in them.

Sage, ever the free spirit, is the calmest in the room. She leans back lazily in her chair, popping a piece of gum in her mouth and blowing a small bubble. Her raven-black hair cascades down her shoulders, and she chews thoughtfully, her eyes half-lidded as she watches you with casual interest. “Embrace it, man,” she says softly, her voice almost soothing. “You’re looking good—no shame here.” But there’s that familiar twinkle in her eyes, the one that says she’s enjoying this more than she’s letting on.

Your body is on full display, fully erect, and there’s no denying the fact that your cock is reacting to their attention. The heat is unbearable, your cock pulsing with every flick of their eyes, the sheer humiliation only adding to the arousal.

Ms. Fox, standing at the front of the room with that same smug look, speaks calmly, as if this is all perfectly routine. “It seems like we’ll have a very attentive model today.” Her voice is smooth, but the teasing edge is unmistakable.

She approaches with her ruler, tapping it lightly against her palm. “Let’s begin with a basic anatomy overview, shall we?”

The cool wood of the ruler presses against your chest, sending a shiver through your body. Ms. Fox traces it down your torso, explaining the function of the muscles, how everything works together. You barely hear her words. Your focus is completely elsewhere—on the way your cock twitches with every shift, on the way the girls are trying to suppress their grins, and the overwhelming feeling of being on full display.

Sage watches with half-lidded eyes, lazily blowing another bubble with her gum before letting it pop. “We’re definitely seeing the differences, alright,” she says with a lazy grin, her eyes sweeping down your body.

Ruby lets out another low whistle, crossing her legs and leaning back in her chair. “Are we getting to the good part yet?” she asks, making no secret of where her attention lies.

Ms. Fox moves lower with the ruler, brushing it gently against the inside of your thigh, dangerously close to your balls. The cool touch makes you tense, and you feel Sara’s eyes on you as she watches from nearby, her lips curling into a playful smile.

"Now, let’s focus on this area,” Ms. Fox says, the ruler hovering near your balls. “The testicles are responsible for sperm production and hormone regulation.” Her tone is clinical, but the attention from the girls is anything but.

Sara steps a little closer, eyes bright with mischief. “Seems like everything’s functioning perfectly,” she teases, her gaze lingering on your erection.

Your heart pounds in your chest. Every second feels like an eternity as they watch you. How am I even supposed to stand here while they’re all staring at me like this? Your cock twitches again, making it even more obvious how much this situation is affecting you.

Ms. Fox steps back, her ruler still in hand. “Let’s move on to size. Normally, we’d begin with a discussion of flaccid size, but…” she pauses, glancing at your erection with a smirk. Before she can finish, Ruby cuts in.

“Yeah, I don’t think we’ll be using John for that benchmark!” she jokes, causing the room to burst into laughter.

Ms. Fox chuckles softly. “Quite right, Ruby.” She turns back to the class, maintaining her calm demeanor. “Does anyone know the average erect size for men?”

Madison, still red-faced but eager to participate, raises her hand tentatively. “Um... is it around five inches?” she asks.

Ms. Fox nods. “That’s correct. The average erect size is between five and six inches.” Her gaze shifts back to your cock, clearly larger than the average. “But as we can see, John is working with a bit more than that.”

The girls’ reactions are immediate—Ruby leans forward with a wicked grin, while Sage gives an approving nod, as if to say, Not bad at all.

Ms. Fox steps closer again, raising her ruler. “For the sake of thoroughness, we’ll need to take a measurement. Sara, would you like to assist?”

Sara grins widely, stepping forward to take the ruler from Ms. Fox. She doesn’t waste a second, her eyes twinkling with excitement. “Don’t worry, John,” she says playfully, her fingers brushing against your arm, “I’ll be very gentle.”

Just as she’s about to start measuring, Ruby’s voice cuts through the room again. “Wait... is he, you know, fully there? We want to be accurate, right?”

Laughter erupts once more, and your entire body tenses. Your cock throbs in response to their teasing, as if confirming Ruby’s question without needing a word.

Ms. Fox smirks, turning her gaze back to you. “That’s a good question, Ruby.” She pauses, letting the moment hang in the air. “Well, John, what do you think? Are you fully there, or do you need a little... help?”

The room falls into a hush, every pair of eyes locked on you, waiting for your answer. Your heart races, your cock twitching again under their watchful gazes.

“I’ll give you two options,” Ms. Fox continues, her voice smooth and teasing. “You can take care of it yourself, or… you can choose someone to assist you.”