Eliza's 1st class

Eliza adjusted her outfit one more time in front of the mirror. Having gain the ability to hide her wings away made getting dressed a whole lot easier. Once she got access to her money she might get all her shirts customed made to suit her wings but for now she'd have to do with hiding them away. At least some of the time.

She unbuttoned her blouse and put it away in her purse. Then she unfurled her wings and winked at her reflection. Much better. She walked out of the bedroom and into the kitchen where Nat was doing the dishes. Rachel had already left for work, after a quick morning tryst of course. Eliza walked over and put her hand on Nat's back. Nat turned slightly and Eliza kissed her on the lips.

Nat moaned softly but stayed silent. Eliza giggled, "Should El erase that?"

Nat nodded.

Eliza grabbed a marker and struck out the words 'mute' and 'maid', which Rachel had added before she left this morning, but left 'topless' and 'F-cups' in place.

"Thank you," Nat said immediately, "Oh, but do you think you could erase-"

"No." Eliza said cheerfully, "El like your boobs."

Nat rolled her eyes, "But like… what am I even supposed to do all day? I can’t go out in public looking like this! Please, Eliza? I’ll do anything, I swear!"

Eliza shrugged, intending a mild response, but instead she delivered a short sermon, "Hear these words and let them be etched upon thy soul: thy beauteous breasts are no mere chance nor mortal adornment—it is a sacred gift, woven by divine hands and bestowed upon thee with great purpose. Thou art not meant to hide such grace beneath modesty or fear, but to let it shine forth like the morning star that banishes the shadows.

"Go forth, radiant one, and walk among the people. Let not shame nor doubt cloud thy light. For in thy tits, there is joy for all who gaze upon them! The sorrowful shall smile again, and the weary shall find wonder when they behold thy bosom.

"To conceal such a gift is to deny the world a glimpse of the divine. Let the swaying of your breasts be a hymn of glory, a living prayer in motion. Share it freely, for when others see thee, they shall be reminded of what is holy, what is joyous, and what is possible. Thus speaketh Elizariel, Voice of Grace, Bearer of Radiance, and Herald of the Sacred Bloom."

Nat could only stare at Eliza in respond.

Eliza giggled, "Legal in this world after all. Have fun." She shook her own chest at Nat, since she was also presently topless.

Eliza walked out onto their balcony. They lived in an apartment in downtown Montreal, 9 stories up. She grinned to herself as she climbed onto the ledge of the balcony and jumped.

She let herself fall for less than a second before spreading her wings and taking flight. She didn't know if she would ever get used to that feeling. It was magical. Literally.

She flew high above the streets, gleefully looping around skyscrapers and then swooping down just above the treetops of the mountain. Her normal commute was fairly painless, just a few stops on the metro with a couple minute walk on either side, but with her wings she could do the whole thing in no time at all. Except that wouldn't be any fun at all she thought as she did a quick ariel tour of Notre Dame Basilica. Eventually thought she was running out of time so she made her way directly to her school, landing on the grounds near the main entrance.

She pulled her blouse out of her purse and quickly put it on. Not before some students noticed her condition, but nobody said anything to her, yet at least. She hurried in to get ready for her first class of the day.

It was summer and so the school wasn't as full as it normally was, but it wasn't empty either. The summers courses were either filled with keen freshmen students trying to get ahead or seniors desperately trying to fill a credit to move on to University. The first group was a pleasure to teach, so of course Eliza was stuck with the second group.

She smiled at the students facing her. She knew her material, and she knew she was a good teacher, but she was rather nervous. After all she couldn't even say her own name properly. It wasn't going to be easy.

"Good morn'. Miss Price will teach you chem," She grimaced. It sounded even worse than she thought it would. How was she supposed to teach organic chemistry if she couldn't even say it, let alone dimethylformamide. These poor students. Having failed or missed a credit in their final year, their goal of moving on to a University was in jeopardy unless she could teach them. "El..." She drifted off as she noticed one student with his arm in a cast, "What is wrong with your arm?" She asked him.

He raised an eyebrow, "Uh...it's broken? Of course."

Eliza walked over to his desk and immediately started unbuttoning her shirt. She cupped a breast and offered it to him, "Suck." She ordered.

He hesitated, but then put his lips to her nipple. As he drank her ambrosia the bones in his arm repaired himself. He felt amazing. He let go and sat back in wonder, "My arm...I think..."

"It is fixed," Eliza said, "You can cut that off now."

Another student raised their hand, "Excuse me...I...um...sprained my ankle last night..." She said shyly.

Eliza smiled and walked over to her desk, "Then drink."

Before she knew it half her class had sucked on her tits. She felt amazing for having been able to heal their injuries. She hadn't taught them any chemistry, but now they were in a better position to learn.

She took her place at the head of the class again, and slowly re-buttoned her shirt. She looked out amongst her students. Really looking at them for the first time. In other provinces this class would be the equivalent to a first year university course. In the old world she knew that women were significantly underrepresented in STEM, making up only around 30% of the class. She was glad to see Lina's wish hadn't banned women from learning, or indeed teaching, chemistry. In fact the make-up of this class wouldn't be too unusual in the old world as it was. There were 15 men and 5 women attending today, although there were some clear differences.

All the women's outfits would have been considered inappropriate in the old world. Of course Eliza's outfit would have been too, but now they were all sisters in sluttiness, each of them wearing daringly short skirts and tight tops. Eliza appeared to be the only one braless, but she was pretty sure at least one of them were bare under their skirts like she was.

She wondered what these women planned to do after this course. Even if the proportion of female students were similar in CEGEP she figured it would be far less in University. This was a world that valued women for their looks, not their brains, after all. Obviously Rachel was still a lawyer and Eliza was still a teacher so it wasn't that women couldn't have jobs in those fields, but it appeared that employers could now legally discriminate based on sex. Taking one minute to look through job postings just to see it was obvious from the Male Only or Female Only postings.

Eliza smiled. She knew exactly what these women should do. She was still waiting for funds from Oliver but she was already planning out how best to make use of Nat and her assets. Given enough time she knew she'd build an empire of smut, and there were 5 potential recruits right in front of her.

She addressed her class, "Before we cast our minds into the depths of today’s sacred knowledge, let us pause and gaze forward—to the path yet unfurled. What destiny dost thou seek? What flame shall guide thy next steps? Know this: the world is rich with noble callings, and many a soul hath found purpose and joy with but an undergraduate scroll in hand.

"Yet let not thy heart be burdened with the weight of worldly expectation—for happiness is not solely won through toil or title. Nay, we are vessels of delight, fashioned by the Divine to revel in joy, in beauty, and in the pleasures that life doth bestow. Seek what stirs thy spirit, and let no voice but thine own chart thy course.

"Verily, women are blessed among mortals, for to them is granted a sacred power unlike any other. Within thy form lies the miracle of creation—the power to bear life, to nurture it with thine own body, and to raise it unto strength and glory. This divine gift is thine alone, bestowed not in vain, but as a testament to the might and grace of womanhood. Rejoice in it, for through thee, the world is renewed.

"Lo, Elizariel shall be thy guide. Whether thou seekest the hidden truths of the elements or the sacred arts of delight, know this: I am well-versed in both. In the alchemy of matter and the mysteries of joy, Elizariel is thy teacher, thy keeper of wisdom. Come forth with open heart and curious mind, and thou shalt not wander in darkness."

As she finished her sermon the class started at her. Finally a man raised his hand, "Um...are you like...offering to teach us about sex?"

"Yes. El can teach you all about sex." Eliza said enthusiastically.

"C-could..." The man hesitated, "Could you give me a blowjob then?" Lina had definitely made the men of this world bolder. Or at least making verbal sexual harassment legal had left them able to ask things like that without any fear of consequences.

Eliza smiled, "No," She glanced towards one of the girls near him, "But El can teach the girls how to do it." Eliza had never given a blowjob before, but that wouldn't stop her from doing her best for these girls. If she wanted them to join Nat on streaming she'd have to step up.

Another hand shot up, one of the girls, "Can I have your shirt?"

"Of course." Eliza unbuttoned it a second time and handed it over. She knew that immodest proposal could strike, but she'd left her purse in her office so she'd have to teach the rest of the class naked. Oh well, it certainly helped all the students pay attention to her.

"Ms. Price, I heard some disturbing rumors about you."

Eliza looked up from her desk to see the Dean standing in the entrance to her office, "Oh? What?" She asked.

He stepped inside, "There are students claiming you...um...well that you let them suck your tits. And that you spent half the class topless."

Eliza nodded, "Yes and?"

"And that's unacceptable! Even if they are legally adults they are still your students. It's against our policy to allow any sort of sexual relationships between students and faculty. If it were anyone else I'd fire you, but even if it's you I have to punish you."

Eliza nodded, having expected that, "What will you do?"

"I'm going to spank you." He said seriously.

Eliza just grinned, thinking about Rachel. Rachel would go wild with that sort of punishment. The dean seemed put off by her reaction, but shook it off and ordered her to stand up and place her hands on her desk. She did and he gave her a few hard pats on the bum, over her skirt, which didn't bother her at all.

"There, now please promise to keep your shirt on in class from now on."

Eliza shook her head, "No, can not do it."

"What? Ms. Price I realized that being topless is every woman's prerogative but we do have a dress code here. It might not be illegal but it is against our rules. If I hear about it again I will have to keep punishing you."

Eliza nodded, "El gets it."

"Well...see that you do." The dean turned and stormed off.

After the dean left Eliza sat back down and looked at her computer. She'd volunteered her time here and there around the school in the old world, but now she felt it was imperative that she did so. She had so much to give after all. She double checked her proposal. Such thing would never have been allowed before. Creating a club for women only might've seemed like a good idea even before Lina came along, but all it would take is for a male student to complain and shut them down. Now it would be trivial, even expected, to arrange such a thing. Not only could Eliza plan a new club that only targeting women but she could even call it, 'The Modern Sluts Club' and still get the blessing of the administration.

It would become the perfect place to recruit new employees of her soon to be company. And even if they don't want to join, it would still be good to pass on all her knowledge to those girls. Eliza frowned, she did unfortunately have a fairly large blindspot when it came to heterosexual relationships. Maybe she should practice giving Rachel and Nat 'blowjobs' with a strap-on tonight. That and watch some straight porn. It didn't do much for her sexually, but as a genius she would surely be able to learn something from it.

She sent her proposal off and stood up. She had a short break before her next class and she had a quick errand to run. She left the school and took off her shirt, unfurled her wings, and took off. A couple minutes later she landed on her balcony and stepped inside.

Nat wasn't in the living room, but she could hear noise coming from the bedroom. She opened the door and spotted Nat lying on the bed, rapidly thrusting a dildo in and out of her pussy.

Eliza grinned, "Hi Nat!"

"AH!" Nat jumped. Then let go of the dildo and bounced off the bed, running over to hug Eliza, "I was freezing! I was just trying to warm up, I swear… that’s all it was!"

Eliza knew Nat wasn't going to go wandering around topless. Sure it might be legal and somewhat acceptable, but since she was bound to obey men she didn't want to attract unnecessary attention to herself. Since she got colder the longer she went without human contact, Eliza figured this would happen. Masturbating as a way of staying warm was a bit unique, but Eliza wasn't one to judge.

"El has a few, let El take care of you." Eliza pushed Nat back on the bed and climbed on top. She grabbed the dildo Nat had been using and licked it. She was tempted to use it on Nat, but she was a little hungry herself. She tossed it aside and pushed Nat's knees apart. Nat didn't resist as Eliza used her tongue again and again and again...