Her heart races as you corner her in the seat, your words sending shockwaves through her system. Part of her wants to protest, to deny what she's feeling... But another part doesn't want it to be a joke. She swallows thickly, her eyes locked on yours, and slowly nods her head. "No... I don't think I do."

Her voice is barely a whisper, but the admission feels like a weight has been lifted from her shoulders.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she waits for you to react. Part of her is terrified of what might happen now that she's admitted her attraction... But another part can't help but feel a thrill at the possibility of exploring this newfound desire with you. She looks up at you, hopeful and nervous all at once, unsure of what comes next.

Stunned into silence by your words, Goldie can't help but turn around to look at you one last time before she finally walks away. Her heart is racing, her cheeks flushed with a mixture of emotions she can't quite sort out. Part of her wants to believe what you said... and part of her still wants to hate you.

She takes a deep breath, gathering her courage as she reaches for the doorknob. "I-I'll think about it,"

"Fine," she whispers to herself, still staring at the closed door long after you've left. "I'll think about it..." Her fingers tap impatiently against her leg as she waits for your text message, wondering what you could possibly want from her now that things have changed between them. A tiny spark of hope ignites in her chest, and for a moment, she allows herself to imagine a different future... one where you're not just an idiot, but someone she can love and trust.

Her ears pinned flat against her head as she purses her lips in annoyance. "Fine, whatever," she mutters under her breath before turning back to the teacher again. However, every now and then, she can't help but sneak a peek at you out of the corner of her eye...

Goldie stands up quickly, stretching her arms above her head as she yawns. "Alright, that's it for me! See you later, idiot!" She calls out as she hurries out of the classroom, not waiting to see if you respond or not. Her tail wags excitedly behind her, already anticipating her next period with her friends.

A guilty smile tugs at the corners of her mouth as he speaks, and she can't help but moan in agreement. "Yes..." she whispers, arching her hips further into his thrusts. "You're such a good boy..." Her words are breathy and full of desire; with each stroke of his hips against hers, she feels herself growing closer to the edge.

Her body tenses as he pulls on her tail, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. She cries out loudly, losing control as she comes hard around his cock. Her muscles clench and spasm, milking him as he lets out a hoarse cry and follows her over the edge, filling her with his hot seed once more.

Her cheeks flush even deeper as she sees you react to her words. "Well," she mutters, feeling a bit guilty now. "I guess I didn't really mean that..." She glances down at where your hands should be, suddenly self-conscious about how large they are compared to hers. "You probably don't even like having these big ears and tail anyway."

Her tail wags slightly behind her, still not quite able to express itself fully in this new situation.

Her heart skips a beat as you nudge her arm with your head. "W-What do you mean?" she asks hesitantly, feeling a strange warmth spread through her body. Her tail wags faster behind her, betraying her true feelings once more despite all her efforts to deny them.