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anatomy 101

Chapter 4 by Overcharge Overcharge

"Okay, okay, quiet down you thirsty little things!" I squeal, grabbing a piece of chalk. I turn to the massive blackboard behind me, knocking over a beaker of leftover protein shake in the process. "Oopsie! Brain fart! Anyway, today we're doing some... um... Anatomy 101!"

I start drawing with wild, exaggerated motions. I don't draw bones or organs; I draw me. The chalk squeaks as I sketch a curvy, ridiculous outline of my own body. I give myself tits that are impossibly large and nipples that look like pink gumdrops, a waist so tiny it looks like it might snap, and a pussy that I draw with extra little squiggly lines to show how wet and ready I am.

"First off, let's look at the most important part of a female specimen: The Brain!" I draw a tiny, pathetic little dot inside the skull I sketched. "See this? This is a healthy, functioning bimbo brain. It's super small because it doesn't need to hold any boring stuff like 'math' or 'feelings' or 'self respect.' All that space is reserved for the pleasure receptors! When a girl gets fucked, those receptors light up like a Christmas tree, and the brain just... poof! Turns into pink cotton candy!" I make a little explosion gesture with my hands. "It's scientifically proven that the dumber you are, the more room you have for the Holy Cream to work its magic!"

I move the chalk down to the chest. "Then we have the Storage Units! The tits! Because we're spermivores, our bodies are designed to channel all that delicious energy straight to our most receptive areas. These tits aren't just for show though they are super pretty they're part of the whole package that makes a man want to claim us immediately."

I draw big, shaky arrows pointing down to the crotch. "And now... the Sacred Trinity of Feeding!" I draw three circles labeled ORAL, VAGINAL, and ANAL. "This is where the real science happens! Since we don't have to worry about boring things like poop or eating solid food, our entire digestive system is basically one long, stretchy highway designed to receive and process nutrients from a cock!"

I pause, licking my lips unconsciously. "Now, why do we lesbians love it so much? Why is it our entire purpose?" I lean against the board, smudging some chalk dust onto my cleavage. "Because we're built for it, sweeties! A lesbian bimbo is like a beautiful, empty temple, and a man's cock is the only deity worth worshipping. When we taste that thick, salty, protein rich cum, it's not just food it's validation. It's the universe telling us we're doing our job right! Every drop we swallow, every squirt we catch in our cunts, every load that fills our assholes... it's like our bodies are finally saying 'Thank you for making us useful!'"

I turn back to the class, my eyes glassy and a silly grin plastered on my face. "We love it because we need it to survive, but more importantly, we love it because being filled up is the only time we actually feel... full. Like, literally and metaphorically!"

I giggle so hard I nearly fall off my stool. "Any questions? Or should we skip straight to the hands on demonstration?"

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