Tina Date 3, Part 2: Class AND Study Hall?

Harper

Harper is still feeling incredibly self-conscious. The trio enters a classroom filled with predatory eyes, staring straight at them. Frankly, she’s not used to drawing this much attention. Felicity the tour guide directs them to have a seat, then addresses the room.

“Attention, class. We have some special guests here today. We are filming some scenes for a school promotional video, so please don’t be too disruptive. Your teacher will be in shortly. And questions for me?”

“Can we fuck them?” a half dozen or so voices ask all at once.

“If they want?” Felicity shrugs. Daphne hugs Harper’s arm a little tighter, which gets her a kiss on the forehead. Tina is too busy taking the classroom in to really be paying attention. All eyes latch onto the milfy succubus in a corset and a leather thong click-clacking her way into the room.

“Hello, lovelies,” the milf purrs, “I’m Professor Adoration and this is, of course, Comparative Physiology for Seductresses. We will be beginning our unit on marine species. Now, whenever we have a new unit, it’s helpful to hear about your experiences with the topic at hand. How many of you have had sex with a member of a sentient marine species?”

Tina raises their hands as Daphne blurts out, “Does using a marine species as a masturbation aid count?”

“No, but it’s cute that you had to ask. Well, I’m sure that we can fix some of that today. You, bunny-girl from the Bunny Hutch, care to share with the class? Come on up and speak up, so the girls in the back can hear you.”

Tina nervously walks up, “Uh, sure, I guess. Hi, I’m Tina and this is my first time being in college. Thanks for having me! I look forward to learning some cool new magic with you! I did eat out Harper – hi Harper! – last night after she ate me out. But the big one happened when my girlfriends and I were wanting to test out some things and have some fun, so we invited Daphne – hi Daphne! – to join us for a foursome. Sure, we had to do a dumb planning session ‘cause of the game, but it was really fun when we got to the orgy. I ate her out soooooo well. I even filmed it for Insta-Thot! Hey, now that I think about it, you should all totally follow me on Insta-Thot! I do some magic, get into backstage antics, and have sex with my girlfriends. It’s a good time.”

“Is Daphne the pseudo-mermaid from the Puppy Kennel or the sea elf from the Fox Den?”

“Pseudo-mermaid?” Daphne and Tina ask, simultaneously.

“Mermaid’s have tails, not legs. And...”

“We normally have cloacae instead of pussies. A Harem Hotel transformation made me more human when not in water.”

The class behind Harper start murmuring, mostly along the lines of “I knew it. They’re on Harem Hotel.” and “I have been totally jilling off to Tina for weeks.” It also sounds like Tina got a few more subscribers, given how Tina’s phone keeps firing notifications. The professor makes a hushing noise, which stops most of the chit-chat, then states, “Still, watching the sex tape may bring up some nuances when having sex with mermaids. Can you send me the link?”

Tina pouts as she grabs her phone off her desk, “What, you don’t want to subscribe?”

“Sorry, I am only interested in twink cat-boy yaoi porn for my personal consumption. Class, take notes. Let’s roll the tape.”

Harper, not quite believing she’s about to take notes on her harem’s group sex tape, summons a SLAGG branded notebook and pen. She hears fingers squelching and vibrators buzzing behind her. The tape begins. Damn. That’s hot.

Josie

“Maybe later, Aelene. Right now, I want to get a workout in. You want to join?”

The high elf pulls out her weird sword-staff thing, “Oh, you wish to drill?”

“No. Free weights and heavy bag work. I don’t drill,” Josie growls. Why am I so irritated today? The girl wants to not be alone and I’m pushing her away.

“Oh,” Aelene slumps over, continuing, “This one understand. Is there something this one could be doing for Mistress Harper instead?”

Scarlet strolls in and starts speaking to the elf in Elvish. After a brief conversation, the elf peps up and scurries away. The oread presses herself into Josie’s chest, whispering, “I promised we go delving with her later and gave her something to do in the meantime. When was the last time you got laid?”

“With you and the fish a couple of nights ago.”

“I think you get grumpy when you don’t have sex regularly. I know you were itching for a fight, but let’s take that edge off instead.”

Scarlet is fast. Faster than Josie. In the blink of an eye, the oread has closed the (to be fair, pretty short) distance and starts to caress the wolf-girls chin. She leans up and softly presses her tongue into Josie’s mouth. With a sizzling finger, she burns Josie’s sports bra loose.

Well, this won’t do.

Josie suddenly flips Scarlet around, pressing her tongue into the oread’s legging-covered crotch. The stripper responds by squeezing her legs around the wolf-girl’s head and presses her snatch deeper. Grabbing Josie’s tail from between her legs, the oread pulls herself to where she can dig some fingers into the wolf-girl’s thong. Josie starts to see stars as Scarlet first hits her clit.

Two can play the clothes destroying game. Josie tears the crotch of Scarlet’s leggings apart. Another blast of stars from another rub of her clit. And two can play the class features game. The blood red bloodlust given into, Josie’s tongue expands and splits. 2 tendrils rhythmically plow into the exposed cunt and the third teases Scarlet’s clit.

Then the fight is really on. Each woman trying to get the other to cum first. A struggle for sexual dominance. Josie doesn’t remember exactly when her legs gave out and she landed on her back, but she does remember rolling around on the floor, trying to stay on top. Then, the world turns to static.

When Josie comes to, she sees Scarlet panting, sweat steaming off her, nuzzling into the wolf-girl’s chest. “How was it?”

“That was something. Ow!” Pain radiates from Josie’s wolf’s den as she asks, “Were you trying to fuck me to ****?”

Scarlet laughs, “I thought you enjoyed going a little more primal. Was I not gentle enough for you?”

Josie laughs back, “Give a girl some warning next time, Scar.”

“Well, that was good for both of us. Ready for a hard talk?”

Tina

Wow! Not exactly what I was expecting to learn at magic school, but wow!

Between being marine species and studying mermaid physiology, Daphne and Harper are dominating the “answer the teacher’s questions” game. The teacher had to start calling out people by name just to get some new voices in. This last question is a stumper, despite Daphne bouncing up and down like she knows the answer.

“How about you, Tina? What is the most sexually sensitive spot on a mermaid?”

Ummmmmmm... Tina whispers at Daphne, “Psst, Daph, what’s the answer?”

A sharp whack to the puss from a floating ruler later, and Tina moans, “Ouchie. Why?” Harper starts to get up, only to be gently held back by Daph.

“No cheating. What’s the answer?”

“I don’t know. Just ask Daphne. She knows.”

“Outside of our 2 other guests, does anyone know the answer?”

A short pudgy succubus in a kitty house uniform (wearing a ghastly orange and gray tartan) walks up to Daphne and says, “I do! It’s the gill slits! Here, let me...” Harper interrupts by actually standing between the two, arms crossed. The pudgy succubus tries to go for Daphne’s throat anyways, only to be magically held in place.

“I guess that is technically a correct answer, provided the mermaid in question is a pain slut. Are you a pain slut, Daphne?”

Daphne, clinging to Harper’s back, shivers aloud, “Definitely not.”

“I disappointed in you sluts. I assign readings for a reason. For punishment, edging only for the rest of class. If any of you orgasm, you’ll regret it. Now, which of you two know-it-alls want to answer the question?”

“Sorry, Professor, but I needed to learn some of this in a hurry. I don’t know if this is true for all of the mermaid species in the multiverse, but Daphne’s species has their equivalent to the A-spot in their throat, right by their oviduct entrance.”

“An excellent answer. Would you two care to demonstrate?” A tank of saltwater rises from the floor. Harper looks at Daphne, who is now bouncing for another reason. Harper helps her out of her heels, then picks her up. With a giggle of glee, Daphne splashes into the tank, her tail already reforming. Then Harper summons that super scary magic cock of hers. How can Daphne be excited about it? It’ll split her in two!

Yet, Daphne greedily gobbles it down. Half of it sticks out of her bulging throat, but she glugs on it anyways, pumping up and down by controlling her bobbing in the water. Harper looks like she’s enjoying it, too.

“Jealous, mortal hag?”

Tina looks to see the pudgy succubus giving her sass. “My girlfriends are allowed to enjoy themselves without me. Ain’t your place to judge, fatty.”

“I’ll judge you plenty, hag. The audience gave you the wrong transformation. You’d be much more entertaining if I could make you cum like this.” The rapidly unlikable fatty starts a slow, sarcastic clap.

Suddenly, the tank lowers as Daphne, face covered in magic penis cum, has a big goofy grin on her face. Harper pulls her out of the tank before it disappears to who-knows-where. Harper makes a face as Daphne gives her a big, cummy kiss.

“And, with that, we are out of time. Read Chapter 23 for next class. Anyone who doesn’t gets locked up in chastity for a week.”

The pudgy girl gives a hard shoulder check as she walks away, then strides towards Harper, shouting, “And you! You embarrassed me. We fightin’ in the Circle of Honor, bitch. Or are you as cowardly as the hag over there?”

“I’m sure I can squeeze beating you into our busy filming schedule. Should only take a minute.”

Mattie

Mattie has set up a little handgun range on the beach. Simple thing, really. A couple of branches lashed to a pair of volleyball net poles, with some scrounged coconuts for targets. She spins her cool new revolver around on her finger, then returns it into her gun holster (strapped to her left thigh). She feels like a gunslinging desperado and she’s all for it.

She’s set up her infusions for now as well. The revolver cylinder got the repeating shot infusion. Infinite ammo for basic shots is rad. She can, of course, load some specialty ammo if it’ll fit in a cylinder chamber, but that will require actually manufacturing and/or reloading ammo, which is currently in short supply. The barrel (made out of mithrilwood) got the enhanced arcane focus infusion. So, her gun is now her arcane focus. She’s theoretically figured out how to basically cast spells by manifesting a magic bullet, loading it into a chamber, spinning the cylinder to position, and firing. It costs SP to do it, so she’s got pretty limited ammo. Hopefully, people don’t freak out too much when she first literally fires off a Cure Wounds.

And Mrs. Skye is such a stick in the mud about all of this. She’s huffing in the shade of a palm tree. She’s going to be so annoyed during reverie tonight. Mattie can’t wait.

Still, time to test out my new baby. Mattie quick draws, fires a “regular” shot and the coconut explodes.

“Whooo! That’s what I’m talking about! Who needs a piddly little cold laser when your gun can do that!”

“Not that I want to encourage this blasphemy, but try the cold laser now. It should hit harder than in the dungeon.”

“Fine, fine.”

Mattie spends the SP to cast cantrips and preps a Ray of Frost shot from her gun. Load the cantrip bullet, spin the cylinder, fire. The hit coconut freezes solid for a bit, then thaws back out, looking worse for wear. Mattie notices the Ray of Frost bullet stays in the gun. Huh?

“One more new ability test, then time to stress my baby out with some rapid fire.”

Mattie spends another SP to manifest her single target level 1 spell, Catapult. Load the bullet, spin the cylinder, fire. The hit coconut launches itself into the ocean, landing pretty far out to sea. That bullet casing disappeared after the shot. I see. Since I can cantrip for an hour, that bullet remains. One-time casts will disappear upon firing. Good to know.

Mattie starts rapid firing, trying to check for faults in the design. All of her targets down and no issues. I’m going to need more coconuts.

Daphne

After class, Felicity escorted the trio to the rec center to schedule this Circle of Honor fight, the seal-like succubus (named Malefaction) barking all the while. The rec center person required Harper’s equipment to be registered. The boots and the ring were acceptable; every single succubus in the room panicked when Harper pulled out her sword.

“You are NOT allowed to wield THAT here. In fact, I don’t even want you to have it.”

“I’ll hold onto your sword, Beloved. You have another?”

“I got a backup plan. Thanks, Daph.”

With a smooch, Daphne pocket’s Harper’s sword into her inventory. What luck! Step 1 of the Fun, Yet Much Needed, Quest complete!

Then, Tina dragged us over to the Intermural Room to sign up for something called Succ-U-Balls?

Now, they are in a study room in the library. Felicity asked them to at least act like they are studying something to show off the time dilation effect of the study rooms.

“Sooooo, how are we fake studying, guys?” Tina asks.

“Fake studying?” Harper snorts, “Nope; we are doing some actual spell scribing. Here.” Harper lays out a couple of spell books, with sticky notes on certain pages. Gentle Repose and Tiny Hut? Interesting choices.

“But Harper...” Tina whines.

“You told me I’m in charge of your Witch levels. Gentle Repose keeps a dead body from rotting for up to 10 days. The ‘bring people back from the dead’ spells you will eventually have access to really stop working when the body starts to decay. And, trust me, once you get to actually use Tiny Hut, you will love it. It’s super useful, too. I’m scribing a spell, so it’s not like you’re the only one working. Telepathic Bond, unless Daphne has something she’d rather scribe than Legend Lore.”

“Beloved, I told you I’d handle scribing that. You can take the mental walkie-talkie spell.”

“Great.”

Tina blows a raspberry as spell books are pulled from inventories, magic ink and paper are passed around, and people get to work. Daphne plops out the spell scroll and her little slip of quest paper, just to give it one last read: Daphne’s College Tour Date Quest: Solve the mystery of your Beloved’s sword. Prize: Investiture of Lightning spell added to your spellbook for free.

Time to get to work. I can only guess what that spell does, but it sounds shockingly good. Ha! I’m so fun!