The Staff!

The staff calls out to you as your eyes pass over it. Something along the lines of "hey". That's all you needed to hear!

You reach the staff just in time. As you bend over and pick it up clumsily, nearly dropping it, you yelp out in surprise as a hand smacks right across your bare backside. Professor Phoebe's hand!

Spinning around and holding Cameron's training staff with both hands in what can be described as a poor quality stance, you're ready to take on the world. Only when you see Professor Phoebe's smug smile and confident swaggering walk towards you do the nerves really hit -- can you really do this? What are you even supposed to do? Are you gonna try to fight her right now? Maybe if you can knock her out, then while she's **** you could get your hands and... wait, no way, that's way too violent to do to a teacher!

The naked combat fitness lady takes another step towards the naked cummy-brained bad-stance girl. For the moment, the playing field is level.

You should've gotten the plug. If you had the plug right now, you could just shove it inside of her and win instantly! Probably. Instead, all you have is this stupid staff that you don't even know what to do with..... unless...... wait a sec, that's not a bad idea........

"You may as well drop that and let me make you cum again, Debbie." Professor Phoebe says with a confident smirk and tired, half-lidded eyes. "I have actually got other things to do today."

Her hand comes up over her mouth as she yawns, both eyes closing as is customary in yawning society. The perfect chance to initiate your plan! This overconfident sex goddess won't know what hit her.