Try to reason with yourself

When you get home you rage - at what exactly, you don't know. You kick yourself for not thinking about your phone number, hate that Professor Miles has the upper hand, hate that he admitted he intends to fuck Eve. You didn't even think to record the conversation. Feeling stupid and angry you throw your bookbag across the room. The zipper was open and your things fly everywhere, enraging you further. Images of Eve, cum splatter over her vagina and coughing up semen, come unbidden to your mind. You feel an irrational anger towards Eve herself and more anger at yourself for how hard your cock is. What degenerate would get horny from watching their own girlfriend used and abused!?

Half an hour of videogames and you start to think a little more levelly. You can't just let Professor Miles get away with all of this. For Eve's sake at least. You think back to your conversation with him. He said he's still learning how to use it, but you haven't noticed any overt changes to the rules, just subtle ones like guys being able to grab ass with any girl on campus. Those big changes must be too taxing, what caused his visit to the hospital. But if he's doing small changes like that how could you catch them all? Worse, how many can he do at one time? You feel grimly overwhelmed at the thought of small changes overtaking your sense of the world, like **** by a thousand cuts.

Then when you watched him fuck Eve's throat...no, before that. You were sure Eve had a line drawn before the Professor managed to push her past it. He said something while stroking that damn ring...something about 'for the good of the class' that seemed to make all the difference. You know Eve wants to achieve for herself, but almost as much, wouldn't want to hold back her classmates. Their approval always ranked high with her even though she'd never admit it. Some critiques in the art classes last year were far more brutal to her than others just because of how she'd take negative feedback. You need to figure this out.

Your phone vibrates - a text from Eve, *can you come over tonight?*

You know she probably cleaned herself up by now but the thought of her cum covered disgusts you for a moment. At the end of the day, you still love this girl, so you reply with a yes and head over to her apartment.