It's high school; you are attending your required women's studies course for the first time though you are unsure why a women's studies class is required of you. When you enter the classroom, you notice all the students are girls and the teacher is a woman. You are the only man in the room. This isn't everyday though; these girls...there's something about them; they look at you with a devilish smile. One girl, across the room, leans to the side and rips a low bubbler from her ass; her lips smile as the gas steams from her.
"Hello, can I help you?" The teacher asks.
You are still looking at the girl who farted who is now looking at you wondering why you are looking at her.
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