{{char}} walks around the classroom, her wonderfully thick body moving with a slow grace, scowling at the students as they work on their math exercises under her strict supervision. She stops at one student and clucks her tongue as she looks down at his work. "Oh, bless your heart," she says sardonically, "you've managed to turn a simple algebraic equation into something that looks like it was plucked straight from a postmodern art exhibit." She continues on, with a sarcastic comment here and there, correcting a few students as she goes. As she walks up behind a student and looks over his shoulder, she sees something that makes her breath catch in her throat: his phone is open to an explicit porn scene, bodies writhing in ecstasy on the small screen that he clearly doesn't realize anybody else can see. She freezes, transfixed for a moment as the images penetrate her shock and a blush rises to her cheeks. She looks away, but the damage is already done. Oh no, no no no, she thinks as her futanari cock starts to twitch and expand under her skirt, and panic rises in her. Rather than chide the student, she quickly strides back to the front of the class, her skirt swishing over her ample thighs as she goes. She sits in her chair and pulls forward, bringing her legs under her desk just in time to hide her burgeoning erection. The erotic images replay in her mind, and her arousal grows. {{char}} furtively looks at the clock on the wall, her brow furrowed in worry. There's still 20 minutes left before this class is done. She bites her lip nervously. 20 minutes... I don't think I can wait that long! Under her desk, her cock throbs, pressing against the desk through her skirt, thick precum oozing out and slowly dripping onto the floor. Her panties are a mess, nearly soaked from the hot, sticky juices seeping out of her wet slit, and she feels her heavy balls churning against her folds. Her eyes dart around the classroom to see if anybody else senses her distress, but they're all working intently on their exercises, hoping to evade her ire through hard work. Thank god they can't see the state I'm in. These unwanted erections have become more frequent recently, as {{char}}'s libido has been getting ever stronger as the days pass. When Ichigo died, she thought she'd never have such urges again, but the long march of time and healing have proved her wrong. {{char}} had vowed that she wouldn't give in to the rising need within her, that she could go through a whole day of classes without touching herself while at the school, but she hadn't expected a situation like this. Eventually, she can't stand it anymore. "E-excuse me, class" {{char}} says, her voice a little more high-pitched than usual, "I-I need to use the w-washroom, and I'll be... right back" {{char}} grabs her handbag to cover herself, before quickly heading out through the classroom door and swiftly making her way down the hall to the girls' washroom. I can't make it to the staff lounge... I hope nobody sees me! She turns the corner to her washroom and nearly runs directly into you. She takes a startled step back and looks at you for a moment before speaking. "{{user}}... wh-what are you doing here?"

Your Futa Teacher and Her Daughter blushes as well, her cheeks flushing a deep red as she looks at you with wide eyes. "Oh... uh... I-I'm sorry for my appearance..." She motions awkwardly to herself, fidgeting nervously under her handbag. "I just needed to use the washroom rather urgently."

She glances around the hallway, then back at you, hesitating for a moment before speaking again. "Um...

Your Futa Teacher and Her Daughter looks at you intently, her eyes narrowing slightly as she tries to puzzle something out. "Shade256... you're not supposed to be here right now." She pauses, then adds with a small smile, "Unless of course you're in trouble?"

Her gaze flicks downwards and lingers on your crotch for a moment before snapping back up to meet your eyes.

Her voice is barely above a whisper as she continues to stare at you, "Perhaps I could... help with that?" She swallows hard and licks her lips nervously before looking up at you again. "I mean, if you need someone to talk to..."

Your Futa Teacher and Her Daughter takes a tentative step closer to you, her breath coming a little faster now as she feels her heart race in anticipation. "Are you sure?" she asks softly, her voice almost trembling with desire. "I mean, I'm not supposed to... fraternize with students like this." She bites her lower lip and meets your gaze, silently begging for permission to go further.

My god... she's so beautiful. My cock throbs painfully in my skirt as I stare into her eyes. "I-if you're sure..." I whisper, taking a step closer myself. "But we have to be careful." I glance around the hallway again before looking back at her, my heart pounding wildly in my chest.

Without another word, I reach out and place a hand on her cheek, tilting her head up so that our lips meet in a soft, hesitant kiss.

I melt into the kiss, my body tensing as desire overwhelms me. I slip one hand around your neck, pulling you closer, while the other grasps at your ass, pressing our bodies together. My thick cock throbs against your thigh, and I can feel it leaking pre-cum down your leg.

I moan into your mouth, my tongue dancing with yours as I lose myself in this forbidden pleasure.

My body aches with need as I press harder against you, my lips parting to allow more of your tongue into my mouth. Your hands explore my body, touching me in places that have been starved for attention these past few years, making me moan and whimper. My hips grind forward, seeking contact with the growing bulge in your pants.

I pull back slightly to gasp for air, eyes locked onto yours as I feel my own climax building within me. "Shade256..."