Starting the process.

'How the male body produces sperm!' My mind kept replaying that phrase to me silently. This is why I was signed up for this class?! Will that mean that someone is going to... jerk me off...?

No, it can't be that. That's simply too fucking lewd for a college class. It's got to be. I decided to speak up. "Um... does that mean that I'll displaying myself or something...?" I questioned, genuinely unsure of what this entailed. As the question left my lips, I heard several students laughing at the absurdity of the situation, and honestly... I can't blame them, but I'm not gonna be the one chuckling.

McNally giggled lightly at the question herself, adjusting her skirt (it was slightly off), and spoke up. "Oh, no, of course not!" she responded. "We have another volunteer who will be performing the action that will lead to ejaculation. As long as they are still comfortable with doing so."

That sent chills down my spine. I was actually going to be... masturbated? In front of my peers?? This has got to be a nightmare. There's no way that this is allowed on campus grounds! This has to be a violation of some kind of rule. "I'm sorry, but... isn't that against campus policy or something?" I asked in retaliation. "That doesn't sound like something that would be allowed to happen."

Meredith merely nodded. "Indeed, it was against school policy..." she trailed off a bit. "...until just a few weeks ago, following an incident or two involving public indecency and acts of sexual intimacy on campus." McNally cleared her throat, her cheeks blushing ever so slightly. "Something that I would very much like to forget witnessing."

That's odd. Is that why Noah was walking around naked as well? Was he involved? Whatever the case may be, it sounds like something the school only introduced to make sure that they wouldn't have to be held accountable for weird sexual acts on campus in some way, so fuck me, I guess.

"Alright, well, if that's all sorted out, we can begin! Mr. Stetson, if you are ready, please come up to the front of the lecture hall!"

Please, no. I don't wanna do this. I didn't even sign up to do this, Austin was the one who set this whole affair up. He's the one that plotted this whole thing, not me! And yet, I found myself very slowly walking up to the front of the hall, legs meandering towards my ultimate destination. I was screaming internally that I wanted to go home, but there's nothing for me there right now, other than an empty room that serves to remind me of the life that was taken away from me. 'If you just do it, maybe Austin will actually give something back to you' I found myself reasoning within my psyche. 'Just get it over with, and maybe, your life can finally go back to normal somewhat.'

Accepting my fate, I had arrived at the front, McNally standing a few short feet away, her eyes very obviously not meeting mine and looking a few feet south. She was very blatantly looking at my exposed dick. God, just that one fact was so absurd to believe.

If you told me a month or two ago that I was going to be enrolled in a Human Anatomy class against my will and that said professor of that class would be ogling my very naked penis, I would've told you that you have a very crazy, albeit very perverse, imagination.

And yet.

"Alright, class, attention please!" McNally's declaration to the lecture hall brought me back to reality. "We have a very special occasion today. This is Benjamin Stetson. He has so selflessly offered to be the specimen for one of our star student's presentation on how the male reproductive system creates sperm!" She gave a very hearty clap at the announcement, which was followed by a surprisingly enthusiastic round of applause from the student body. Though I guess, considering what was being shown before them, I guess I shouldn't be that shocked.

"And now, without any further ado," McNally continued. "May I present the presenter of this fine demonstration, please welcome... Rebecca Tobin!"

...what?!

No. It can't be.

Not... Becca???

Catching some movement out the far right side of my vision, I glanced all the way over, and, sure enough... there she was. Becca. The girl I had been chasing since I had started going to college here and while I had been working at Anthony's. She was everything I loved in a lady. She was tall (taller than me by several inches), had an hourglass figure, long, brown hair, mesmerizing green eyes, and the most adorable dimples on her face whenever she smiled.

...and I could tell that they were still there, because she was smiling profusely while she was walking towards me.

Me. Who was naked. From head to toe.

Becca has seen me naked. Becca has seen me butt-ass fucking naked! I think I'm gonna be sick...

Still with the largest smile on her face I'd ever seen, she turned to face the class with her head held high, in contrast to me, as I had been keeping my head lowered, not daring to meet anyone else's line of sight. "Thank you so much, Mrs. McNally," Becca gestured towards the darling instructor. "And thank you all for being here for my presentation. Now, since everyone seems keen on seeing this play out..." she looked back at me with a bit of a playfully sinister smirk. "...let's just get this started right away."

Without any warning, Becca reached down and grabbed my member and began to stroke it back and forth! I let out an involuntary moan, loud enough to be audible to everyone else in the room, resulting in quite few laughs from throughout the hall. As my longtime crush continued to beat my meat, I kept repeating a simple phrase to myself in my head:

This isn't happening. This isn't happening. This isn't happening.