Mess with the students

As Nate turned the doorknob he closed his eyes and felt out several consciousnesses in front of him. Singling out the most advanced an mature one he knew he had found his teacher. He cracked her open and peered inside. He placed a mental block, a sort of defense mechanism. Whenever she saw him naked or performing perverted acts she would be in denial, so much so that her mind would refuse to believe that it was real. She would think that everything by was perfectly normal and refuse to acknowledge it.

Opening the door he was greeted with some stares. His teacher remained oblivious to his presence as he took his seat near the front. The other students began to point him out to those still working. A few began to laugh. Eventually Mrs. McDowell noticed that her students weren’t working and noticed that they were all looking at Nate.

“Alright everybody, I know that Nate is late but try to ignore him and focus on your work.” The class just stared at her blankly until one student decided to speak up.

“But he’s fucking naked!” She said.

“Bernadette, watch your language please.”

“What?”

“You heard me, there is no place for words like that here.”

“He naked.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean he’s not wearing any clothes.”

“I’m afraid I don’t understand.”

“But...”

“Whatever it is you can explain it to me after class, now everybody go back to your work. I will start passing out your tests from last week in a moment.”

Nate couldn’t help from smiling as the students slowly looked back down at their desks, occasionally sneaking glances at him when the teacher wasn’t looking. He started rubbing his cock to tease them, once he did it right in Mrs. McDowell’s line of sight and she didn’t so much as blink.

A few of the students in the back tried pulling their phones out to snap a picture of him and Nate wondered what would happen if those pictures of him were to be shared around behind his back. The school would think they were photoshopped, probably punish the students caught sharing it, but these thirty or so students would all know that this was real. Before his cock could get any harder Mrs. McDowell placed his test face down on his desk waiting for him to look at it. He flipped over the paper to reveal his grade.

It was an F.