She just makes it worse

"Now stop your laughing this instant!" Ms. Adams shouts above the crowd, giving you hope for a moment that she'll give you some reprieve from the embarrassment. What happens next causes your heart to sink into your shoes. She rests a hand on your shoulder and speaks again. "This young man has sacrificed his dignity to give you an up close and practical lesson on human reproduction. "

You look at her in confused horror. She can't possibly mean what you think she means. Alas, she continues. "He has clearly fondled himself to arousal to show you exactly what a penis looks like when it's ready to engage in the act of copulation. Although, most you encounter will likely be a bit more... impressive." This line draws snickers from the class, and a pleading look from you. "But he is brave nonetheless, and this will undoubtedly be a very helpful presentation. Young man don't be shy now. Hands at your sides, stand up straight. This is important."

You have **** but to obey. You put your hands down and stand up straight, bringing another wave of laughter as everyone gets a good look at your tiny tent. Your face burns red, and you can't bring yourself to speak. That's when Ms. Adams makes things ten times worse.

"No need to be embarrassed! I applaud you for your forward thinking views on education. Don't be afraid of the next step. Everything will be fine. Here, let me help." Before you can stop her, her hands grab the sides of your shorts and yank them to the ground, letting everyone get a good long look at your not so long erection. You notice a few of the students secretly pulling out their phones and beginning to record.

Ms. Adams takes your silence as a nervousness to begin, so she helps you by grabbing the pointer from her desk and motioning directly to your penis. "Now, this is what the average... or somewhat smaller than average penis looks like when aroused and erect." She rubs the pointer around the head of your cock in a way you can only assume is intentional. "Note the tightened skin, and... larger size. Larger than when he's soft anyway."

You can't believe what's happening, but you find yourself frozen in humiliation, unable to do anything other than watch. Almost like an out of body experience. The feeling of her tapping on your erection with her pointer sends shockwaves through your body. "Now, does anyone have any questions.

You cringe as a young woman in the back raises her hand and asks "It's kind of hard to tell from here, how big is it exactly?"

Your eyes grow wide as Ms. Adams silently walks back to her desk and pulls a ruler from one of the drawers. "A perfectly reasonable question." She holds the cold metal ruler to your cock, and you close your eyes tight, unable to even watch. Your knees shake as she says "Looks like roughly four inches." No more snickers. This time the class bursts out in loud laughter, turning you a bright red. You manage to open your eyes, and among the laughing students, you spot a couple faces that instead have pity in their eyes. This is almost worse.

"Alright, alright, calm down. Yes he might be a bit on the small side, but the science is all the same. Now, Ned. Would you mind... demonstrating?"

You give her an incredulous look. "Demonstrating what?!"

"What it looks like when a phallus is brought to orgasm."

You blink a few times, unable to believe what you're hearing. "No! Absolutely not!"

She stares at you in silence for a moment or two, before her face gives way and she bursts out laughing. "I'm sorry. I get some poor student with that one every year. Most of them don't let me take it as far as you though."

You look around at the laughing faces, including that of your incredibly hot teacher. After a few moments you pull up your shorts and run out of the room, not stopping until you get to your dorm room. You've never been more humiliated in all your life.