Tim sighed as he walked into his usual place right in the front of the classroom, in fact he was the only one in the front row of the classroom, everyone of his classmates having scattered behind him into their various cliques and groups. His lanky form falling slightly in his seat as he waited for the class to begin 'another year, another boring class' he thought to himself. While Tim wouldn't be one to call himself a geek his classmates were a different matter, his stereotypical horned-rimmed glasses, his place in the class, and his general achievement were just a few pieces of "evidence" used against him. This didn't mean that Tim was unpopular, he just wasn't popular with the right people the cheerleaders, jocks...etc. a gentle sigh escaped his lips before a sound reached his ears "clack, clack, clack" it sounded like something plastic tapping on the tiled hall of the school and it was rapidly getting closer. Suddenly the door of the room burst open and in strode the strangest sight Tim had ever laid eyes on. He rapidly sat up to get a better view of the woman who now stood at the head of the classroom.
While Tim was no slouch at 5ft 8 inches tall, the woman in front of him towered over him by an entire foot if not more. His eyes slowly traced up her body, her feet covered in black heels were the obvious source of the clicking sound that had first alerted him to her presence. As his eyes traveled up her long luxurious legs they fell upon her red skirt, the closed business-styled attire fighting to contain the woman's wide hips. Yet as his eyes drew higher up her body Tim realized her lower her ass wasn't the only thing that needed to be contained. While he had heard of women's breasts compared to watermelon's before this was the first time he had ever seen any pair that came close to the comparison. The woman's suit top straining to contain the firm bountiful orbs, a large line of cleavage clearly showing due to their sheer size alone. What was most interesting about this woman besides her figure were the more...pronounced features of her physiology. Every inch of her was covered in thick silken black fur, from the triangle-shaped ears on top of her head down to her clawed toes. A thick foot long tail swayed lazily behind her, amber eyes staring over her open-rimmed silver spectacles as a domineering grin adorned her muzzle as she sized up the class.
Tim stared wide eyed at the goddess of a woman in front of him, to his surprise no one else seemed to find her appearance strange, and then her gaze fell upon him, their eyes meeting for a moment as a jolt of electricity made its way though his body. Smiling the panther goddess disguised as his teacher turned and grabbing a marker began to write on the white board.
"Hello class, my name is Ms. Liara Panthera" she said turning to face the class, her voice smooth and seductive as her body hung over the desk revealing her beautiful breasts. "I'm going to be your history teacher for the rest of the year, so hopefully we'll be able to get along, and by the end of the year we'll hopefully all have learned something, oh and just because my history class is the end of the day don't think you can slack. As for things to know...short of parking a nice red Ferrari in my driveway I can't be bribed, however I love sweet things and they are "appreciated", oh and don't worry I might look like a predator but I won't eat anyone" she said, that dominant grin returning to her face. There were a few nervous chuckles across the room including from Tim.
"Now, class let's begin with today's lesson..." The lesson continued on and Tim couldn't help but take a few chances during the lesson to "admire" his teacher's form despite how wrong he knew it was. He swear that she caught him staring at her ass as she bent over to get a marker, and again when she was leaning forward on her desk emphasizing her breasts and cleavage as she was describing some historical event, but she never reacted to it. Finally the lesson came to a close as the final bell of the day rang and everyone started to get up and head home. "I want everyone to read chapter 1 by next class, there might be an in class quiz...oh and Mr. Everett, I'd like you to stay behind for a few minutes." The rest of the class giggled as Tim hung back waiting for everyone to leave. Ms. Panthera sat at her desk and waited for several minutes like she was waiting to make sure everyone had gone home. She slowly sauntered over to the door before shutting it and after producing a key from between her breasts locked it. "Now Mr.Everett...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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