Professor Dawson keeps the Breeding Pass

As Cassandra and Professor Dawson put their clothes back on in the dressing room, Cassandra couldn't help but press him a bit further.

"Did you enjoy yourself, professor?"

The professor gave a slight nod. "Be that as it may, this has already gone far enough. Too far, even. We can't continue this any further."

Cassandra looked down. "Of course, professor."

"The University has a lot of resources available for students who are single moms," the professor continued soberly. "You're a promising student, Cassandra. I'd hate to see you give up your studies over this."

"Yes, professor, I'll look into those programs."

"Good," the professor said as he finished buckling his belt. "Also, I think it would be best if we kept the paternity of your child a secret."

"Yes, professor," Cassandra replied, "assuming it's yours."

The professor raised an eyebrow, "Um, yes, of course."

With that, Professor Dawson turned to leave the dressing room. There was still the matter of the Breeding Pass. Cassandra would need it back. Apparently Rachel had the same thought. She was right outside the whole time, pretending to be on her phone. She intercepted the professor as he was leaving.

"Um, Professor Dawson?" she asked, "Do you think we could have the Breeding Pass back now?"

Professor Dawson looked down at Rachel in her cute little skirt. He thought for a moment. He looked back over at Cassandra, leaning against the dressing room door, smiling up at him.

"It seems to me you ladies have caused enough mischief with this Pass," he finally said, "I think it's better if I hold on to it." He patted his jacket pocket where it was kept. Cassandra frowned. "I expect to see you ladies in lecture on Monday," the professor said, as he turned to leave the store. Cassandra and Rachel could do nothing but watch him go.

"Shit, Cas," Rachel said after he had left, "why did you give him the Breeding Pass?"

"I didn't mean to, Rachel! You saw. He just took it."

"Fuck," Rachel huffed. "Well, surely he knocked you up right? It sure sounded like he did."

"Probably," Cassandra still felt his load slowly dripping out of her pussy. "But I can't really be sure, can I?"

"Well what are we gonna do now, Cas?" Rachel asked, "We don't have a Breeding Pass anymore, and I don't know how to get another one except to wait around for some loser to give us one, but he's surely gonna want a shot at knocking one of us up first."

Cassandra thought.