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Ellaria shifted her hips uncomfortably. The weird pressure wasn't going away and it was starting to get quite distracting. She shifted her hips side to side trying to get it to stop, but it strangely persisted.
"As you may know the adventuring life has an unusually high mortality rate when compared to other professions. The most common cause of said mortality is simply a lack of knowledge, not knowing the details of the monster you are hunting, or whether the local flora, ahem, is poisonous to eat or not, or even whether the area is a hotbed for undead etcetera etcetera. Study and research is the most powerful weapon in an adventurer's arsen-ALL!"
She gasped out the last words as the pressure suddenly massively increased and she realised it was somehow coming from inside her panties. Ellaria tottered forward on her high heels and grasped at the desk with both hands.
She glanced up at the class to find them looking at her with concern.
No, she would not be turned away, she would not show a crack in her professionalism as a lecturer. Not happening.
Gritting her teeth she pushed on.
"But study and research are not enough on their own, reason is what makes use of knowledge, careful reasoning can be a sufficient replacement for exper-I-ence! At T-I-mes!" she got out, her voice peaking as the pressure thrust up against her muff squashing her clitoral hood.
"Hnn! In fact go-ood reasoning can be b-better as gain-ing experience comes wit ha c-cost! N-now can anyone t-tell me why it is a bad i-idea for a group of sword w-wileders to take on a giant s-slime monster-iEEE!"
She shivered and leaned to the side, near losing her balance and edging around the table, high heels clack clacking against the ground.
A hesitant paw lifted into the air, the same blonde lupine girl as before.
"M-miss Ellaria, uhm, are you okay?"
"Yes! Yes, everything is quite alrigheEEEEE!"
The pressure peaked and with a rush something massive penetrated her, not even moving her panties, just ignoring them. The sensation hit Ellaria like a blunt instrument and she stiffened up, her toes curling hard as her eyelids fluttered, the sound of liquid hitting fabric and then falling to the floor awkwardly filled the air for a moment as she came. Her hand drifted across her midriff and she felt something that wasn't supposed to be there, a familiar something. Her eyes snapped down to find a certain bulge tenting out her blouse, the outline of a horse cock made visible.
"F-Fey?" she whispered in disbelief, then realising that her tented out belly was completely visible to the students' eyes she leaned awkwardly over the desk trying to hide it. Unfortunately, the attempt was mostly unsuccessful as a hundred pairs of eyes stared directly at the elf's belly.
Ellaria desperately tried to collect herself as scalding hot pussy nectar rolled in clear lines down her inner thighs, down past her knees, then over her feet, to slip between her toes, all as the constant pitter patter of fluid dripped from her short pencil skirt which had a slightly darker stain upon the front where she had squirted.
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The purple rubber was stretched incredibly tightly and so snugly fit over the tip of Fey's dick, that the rubber was near transparent and each nodule and ridge showed through the surface.
Fey let out a long low whine, her back hooves shifting and trotting, a shiver rolling up her spines as her extremely rigid and stiff dick bobbed and wove in the air.
"Oh g-gods, wh-what is this! It feels fucking INCREDIBLE!" she shrieked, her eyes rolling up as drool fell from her lip. She couldn't handle this, this was something else entirely, like nothing she had ever felt before.
"Hmm? Oh it's just the cocksleeve. Like I said, it's a special cocksleeve that's designed to feel, uh, extra good, modeled after a succubus, or something," said Flora drifting around and examining Fey's enormous length. With each stiff buck of Fey's cock the doll shifted, dangling around the rubber cock sleeve.
"HRNnnGGFFHH!" groaned out Fey, her hands moving to her chest where she mauled at her breasts through her still barely held together blouse, with every rough squeeze of her nipples her vast cleavage nearly spilled free. "It feels too good Flora! What did you doooo!"
Flora scratched her cheek and muttered under her breath, "I guess the perfection really did affect her whole body." She watched Fey's rigidness suddenly spray a cup of precum, then another and another, until with every rigid bob a pint of precum was spraying up into the Ellaria doll.
She blinked in surprise as the precum instead of inflating the enclosed tip of the cocksleeve simply vanished.
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Ellaria's tented out tummy was slowly becoming more rounded as cup after cup of precum sprayed up into her, dousing her insides with the naked heat of a horse's output. She gave up trying to hide her bulging shifting blouse and stumbled back to the blackboard, tottering around on her high heels which tap tapped on the ground as she wobbled, her hips unconsciously grinding down into the thrusting dick pushing her belly out by about a hand span with each motion.
"K-kobolds for example are a race determined by their avarice for both meat and gold, a s-smart adventureR! Can take advantaahhgee! Of this by building a t-trap, and filling it with e-either of the t-two, this is a r-recommended way for b-beginners to level up and b-become s-significantly less vulnerable- oh g-gods it's c-coming out- hnnnn!"
The sound of fluid hitting the ground filled the air once again, but this time in much greater quantities as the pressure dragged down allowing enough space for it to slip free from her tightly clutching pussy. A waterfall of precum fell from her snatch and the students had a full view of several cups worth of clear fluid falling from beneath Ellaria's black pencil skirt to splash on the marble below, quickly creating a growing puddle that spread across the marble floor for half a dozen feet, then more, a dozen feet, spreading until it was washing around her lecturing desk and spilling up against the feet of the students in the front row causing them to lift their feet or pull them back in confusion as they became wetted.
The student body had begun to mutter and whisper as this went on, their lecturer becoming more and more off-kilter, more and more breathy and red-faced.
The blonde furred lupine girl who had raised her paw before once more raised her paw.
"Uhm, M-miss Ellaria De-De'loquint is p-peeing yourself p-part of being and adventur- adventur- ad-..."
She paused however as a strange scent washed over her, raw precum produced hyper virile pheromones hitting her nose like a solid iron sledge hammer. She rocked backwards as the smell filled her lungs, her body instantly flushing with a powerful heat that surged down to
her loins and produced an intolerable itchy need, a need that desperately needed to be scratched. She openly shuddered and fluid burbled and sprung from her panties as she squirmed her hips down onto her chair, quickly flooding her clothing, her juices pooling on the seat and then dripping down to the floor below.
She looked around wide eyed as a chorus of moans and gasps rose from the female lupine at the front of the class, the front row becoming a moaning squirming mess as all of the girls went into a state of advanced heat at the same time. One of the girls had even shoved her paw down her shorts and was openly masturbating, quickly jerking her paw up and down in full view of everyone, slutty moans slipping from her lips with every motion.
The boys who had been staring wide eyed at the jerking twitching elf shifted their gaze to their female classmates and became significantly more wide eyed.
The blonde raised her hand fell against the nearest male minotaur, one wearing a pair of spectacles perched on his nose. He stared down at her in shock as she padded and grasped at his clothing in desperation, panting and gasping, her tongue lolling from her mouth.
"F-fuck me, please!"
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"F-flora! More, put it on more! I'm begging you!"
Flora looked down at the cock sleeve with not a little concern. It was about half way to Fey's medial ring and was already massively overfull. It had never been designed to stretch this far. Well, there wasn't much point in holding back, she was doing it for a promise after all, hopefully Fey's ability would have some effect on the rubber substance.
She used her power and grabbed hold of the purple rubber, and then she dragged it back, hauling it along the centaur's vast length, the rubber stretching longer and longer sheathing the horse dick in purple, the rubber cap sticking from the doll's abdomen bulging outward as the doll rolled back along the length until it slammed up against the medial ring.
Flora hoped Ellaria was appreciating her efforts.
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The lupine leapt on top of the minotaur, riding him on to the desk, her paws desperately ripping at his clothing, tearing and pulling until his shirt tore open in a shower of buttons. She didn't stop and her paws descended to his shorts where she shredded them apart even as her own shorts became drenched through with need, the ever growing miasma radiating from the elf growing the bonfire in her loins. She quickly found the minotaur's already hard length, a respectable twelve inches and plugged her mouth with it, moaning into it as she dipped her digits into her soaking snatch, trying to fit as many as possible.
Ellaria gasped and looked down in dismay as her blouse suddenly tented out more than ever, the cloth stretching over her belly bulge, her skin visible between pinned buttons, her belly button just beginning to shift, then suddenly popping into an outie as the sheer pressure inside of her pushed it outward.
She let out an unfortunate squeak as it popped and slapped her hands over her mouth even as she stumbled toward her desk, sloppy waterfalls of precum splashing from beneath her pencil skirt with each high heel tottering step. She fell across the desk, resting atop the shape in her belly even as her heels danced and kicked at the floor, straining as her spine arched, a lush moan escaping her lips.
"And s-so as y-you c-can s-see, the o-optimal way t-to escape th-the b-beginner a-adventuerer's m-mortalitEEE t-trap! Is- Oh, oh no, it's-"
She let out a very unladylike wail as the buttons on her blouse started to fail, her tented out belly becoming more and more visible.
She grabbed at her tented stomach, fingernails digging in as she looked over the class in dismay. A chorus of screams and moans and wails was rising from the chaotic mass of bodies as girls jumped the nearest guys and bounced up and down on them, or made them bend them over tables and rut them silly, the floor becoming damp with their sprinkling juices as they were pounded, the air becoming significantly more heated.
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