The next day

Sam thought about the experiment all night. He couldn't get it out of his head. What complicated matters further was something that he wasn't sure Hateya was aware of, but he really needed that A. He had provisional acceptance into one of the best pre-med programs in the country, but a single B in a science class would drown him. Miss Beltoy, the harshest grader in the school was sure to be his biggest hurdle in maintaining his grades. He needed an A, no matter what. He gulped. "No matter what, huh," he thought. That would soon be tested.

He also cast his mind towards which girls would be involved in his ordeal. He thought about the girls he found attractive. Amy, had already come in to the experiments. There was Chris, the tomboy, who despite not dressing up, had a great body and was very funny. Then you had Dana, the bully who was still pretty attractive. Rebecca was obvious, the cheerleader. Sam also liked Tammy, despite her nerdy nature. He also liked her glasses. Then there was Denise, the tall jock and, the one he was most afraid of, the chess club captain and school pervert, Charlotte.

The entire class day, he kept thinking about what he might encounter that day. His last class of the day was Miss Beltoy's science class, during which Hateya was acting fairly normal. Or as normal as Hateya can act. At the end of the class, she turned to Sam, and asked him to meet back here in the science lab in half an hour, once the school has emptied. With that she left the room.

Sam decided he would just wait there for half an hour, trying to distract himself with homework, books, studying and his phone. None of it worked. His anxiety about what he would face was eating at him. His thoughts were finally interrupted when Hateya re-entered the room.

"Hello Sam, we may begin again!" she said, notepad in hand. "Did you enjoy yesterday's experience"

"Uhhhh - " Sam stuttered. "You didn't enjoy Amy grinding you?" Hateya followed. "I did, but I was embarrassed! Plus, it was a tease"

"Did you masturbate thinking about it?" Hateya asked bluntly. He had, but he simply flushed red, saying nothing. "If it helps, I did masturbate thinking about it," Hateya said, in a matter of fact tone. Sam's face turned redder, and his dick sprung slightly to life. He decided to be honest. "I did as well" he said softly. "Excellent!" said Hateya. "I was worried about your **** in this experiment. I know you need this A, Sam, and I don't want to **** you. It'd be best to participate to the best of your ability!"

Sam felt trapped. "With that in mind," Hateya said, "We will be taking things up a level!"

Just as she said those omnious words, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!" said Hateya