SMASH THA SWITCH

Yeah, okay!! As soon as Professor Phoebe crouches down to look under her desk, you leap across to slap the briefcase switch with a smooth click sound. Right away, you can hear the vrrrrrr sound of the eggs vibrating to life -- so they are in her jacket pocket!

You stand back to let them do their work. H-hopefully, it'll be enough to at least get things started. With the two eggs vrrring away in her jacket pocket, Professor Phoebe rises back up to her feet. She holds her jacket open with one hand, then digs around in the pocket with the other, before pulling out both the red and blue eggs and holding them in one hand. She turns to look at you questioningly, presenting both little devices to you with a raised eyebrow as she stands with perfect posture.

Drat. No luck. Worth a try though, it's not like it cost you much time to attempt.

"Hee.... hee!" You try with an overly wide fake-looking grin. "S-sorry, I thought I saw my, ummm...."

"Debbie." Professor Phoebe says in a deadly serious voice, balling her hand into a fist around the eggs. "Were you trying to get your hands on these, when you said you were looking for your favourite dildo?"

.......eehhhhh?? No!

"No!" You shout defensively. "I was just--"

"In any case." Professor Phoebe says with a huff, lowering her arm and taking a step towards you. "If you lost your favourite dildo in my classroom, I think it's only fair that I give you something in return until we can find it."

You're not like that! You don't actually want to have any sex toys, it's -- that's dirty! You were only trying to make it so you could make her cum, that's all!

"....And since you have a free period right now," Professor Phoebe continues, a glint in her eye that you don't really like the look of. "Why don't we make sure you're still compatible?"

You eyes widen.

"N-no thank you!" You shout, backing up and waving your hands around in the air. "That's alright! Still compatible, for sure! Fully compatible, no worries there! Incompatible? Me? Nope!"

"You can never be too sure, Debbie." Phoebe smiles down at you as you stumble over backwards against the wall of the room. "Safety first."

pant...... pant........ pant.........

"Angh." You say, slumped over with your back against the room's corner as the bell rings and your free period comes to an end.{if Orgasms == 4} This is really embarrassing...... you finally had your first orgasm, and it was from two little plastic eggs that had your legs giving out in the corner of a classroom. Not only that, but your combat teacher saw it all~...... and it was so pathetic that it didn't even happen on screen. This is really how you had your first.....?{endif}

"Yep!" Professor Phoebe beams brightly, leaning back from her crouched position before you and withdrawing both hands from your crotch. Your pants are pulled down with the waistband stretched over your outwardly-bent knees right now. "Fully compatible! Any pleasure lost along with your dildo will be comfortably made up by these!"

testing four times was probably excessive, though......

"I'll keep my eyes out for your dildo anyway." Professor Phoebe says with a smile. She doesn't pull up your pants or panties again, but instead she leans forward and tucks both eggs, still vibrating, into your inside blazer pocket. W-wait, those still had your juice all over them, now your pocket's gonna be..... "Those are yours to keep until I can find it."

Quite happy with herself, even though she just made you cum four times in a classroom that anybody could've walked into at any time, Professor Phoebe hops up from her knees and walks over to her desk again as the eggs vibrate away against your chest. Just like that, without saying another word, she gets right back into her work as she pulls out various sheets of paper and starts looking over them with a smile. S-she's even humming to herself! Geez....

Eventually, you gather your mind again and pull up your panties and pants. Exposed no more, and body finally responding to you, you stagger up to your feet and look over at Professor Phoebe. You kinda feel like you should say something, but she's not even paying attention to you, so after standing there awkwardly for a bit you half-limp off towards the doors.

"Oh!" Professor Phoebe says from across the room as your hand touches the doorhandle. "If you want to turn those on or off without the hard switch, just give them two or three good shakes. Happy lunchtime!"

G-great. Well, you're not dirty at all, so you won't be using these for yourself, but maybe they can actually help you out with what you need to do today. You've still got the whole of lunchtime to work on it before your next class starts.... this is gonna be a real doozy.

Pawing over your blazer's chest with a hand, you give the pocket a good shake up and down. The eggs' vrrrring comes to an end, and your nipple feels a bit less tingly -- one of the third years who just finished a class next door walks past the glass door to your combat class and sees you. H-he probably thinks you were just shaking your boob and being dirty, rather than shaking the vibrating eggs in your pocket.... he keeps walking.

Wait, you were being pretty loud just earlier -- was that class next door the whole time??