The Slutty Professor

"Trance," said Lilith.

Lianne went into a trance.

The girls had class with Professor Brown the next morning, so they decided to liven it up.

"Lianne, tomorrow morning, you'll put on your sexiest panties, tightest, shortest skirt, highest heels, tight sweater, and no bra. You won't even realize you're dressing this way. You'll also tease your hair up as big as possible and put on make-up as if you were going clubbing. Got that?" Asked Etta.

Lianne nodded.

"Tomorrow, when Lilith asks you a question, you'll start to do a sexy dance and not realize it until someone points it out. When Etta asks you a question, you'll orgasm, and when Megan asks you a question, you'll remove an article of clothing and not realize it. Got it?"

Lianne, still staring straight ahead, nodded.

"When any other female student asks you a question, all you can say is 'you're just jealous of me because I get more cock than you,' and when a boy asks a question, all you can say is 'why don't we discuss this later in my bedroom.' Understand?"

She nodded.

"Professor Brown, no matter what you cannot end class early or discourage questions. Understand?"

Lianne nodded.