Class

Leslie idly listened as the teacher droned on in the background.

Sitting at her desk in the back row of the class she held her head up on a hand as she drew little bugs and critters along the edges of her note sheet. The minuscule drawings were quite lifelike considering the leisurely way that she formed their shapes.

She was torn from her lackadaisical mood as she noticed a commotion at the door.

An absolute bombshell stood there just inside the door chatting away with the furious teacher.

“...But this is the kinda hot stuff I always wear miss Kenzington?” she pouted even as she cupped her sizeable knockers.

Miss Kenzington sputtered, confused by the bubbly blonde’s complete lack of self awareness.

“Fine. Go sit down in your seat and after class you and me are going to have a long talk with your parents.”

The bimbo nodded happily as she nearly skipped her way to the back of the room.

As the girl came closer to Leslie she suddenly recognized the bombshell… or thought she recognized her.

“Robin?”

Robin sat, her boobs jiggling and skirt flipping up as she did. Leslie shook her head in confusion. Had she seen something between the girl’s legs?

“What’s up Les?” the boobalicious girl said, turning her puckered face towards her.

Her eyes scrunched as if thinking very hard for a moment.

“Les… sounds like lesbian!” she said victoriously.

Leslie started to feel uncomfortable as Robin then bit down on her puffy lip as she openly leered at Leslie’s thin body.

“Uh...hahaha…so… Robin, what’s with the…” she shook her hand pointing in Robin’s general direction as if to say “all of that”.

Robin didn’t even respond to the question, still eyeing Leslie’s small butt and barely there chest.

“I wonder how good that hole…” Robin mumbled as she stared at the point between Leslie’s legs.

Leslie was shocked. “Excuse me?”

The other girl looked up at her with a pleading stare. “You’re not like a secret horny lesbo or something…? Leslie noticed the odd ring the girl was wearing flash green for a moment. Huh weird trinket.

Leslie was a closeted lesbian… and if she were honest her libido was probably unmatched in this classroom. She looked over at the curvy woman across from her. Well maybe Robin could match her considering the plastic surgery she’d evidently had done to look like such a bimbo.

“N-no…” she said even as she had to rip her gaze away from those huge tits.

“Bummer.” the boob monster said “Nobody wants my dick.” she said sadly with a frown as she turned to look at the teacher up front.

Leslie noticed the other girl’s skirt flaring up slowly in between her legs from under her desk. What?