The home economics classroom

Snapping his fingers, the hyena grins. "Oh, duh! Home ec! That class is out for the week, we'll have the room all to ourselves!" he says, turning around to head towards the home economics classroom. Along the way, he makes several casual, flirty remarks, but you're still too busy trying to squeeze out from under his arm to hear them.

Relieved to find the door to the classroom unlocked, the hyena locks it behind you and sets you down on the teacher's desk. You take a moment to examine the room; instead of desks, the classroom is lined with multiple large tables, with various appliances dotted around the room -- including some suspiciously large cookware.

Your thoughts are interrupted by the hyena pulling your shirt up and over your head, baring your torso. "Ha! Dang, look at you! Never seen a human naked before." he says as he tugs your pants off, taking your underwear and shoes with them. With you stripped nude, the hyena takes a moment to step back and look you over. "Oh yeah, I'm gonna enjoy this."

You brace yourself for what comes next, but the hyena stops in his tracks as his stomach growls. "Oh, man... I shouldn't have skipped breakfast. And I didn't bring anything for lunch... either..." he says, his words slowing as his gaze once again lingers on you.

Uh-oh...