You’re not wearing a bra!

Just then the system chimed

{You have new quest}

{Quest: make principal Janet taste herself}

Arlo's mouth fell open. "What the heck?"

Principal Janet gasp and put her hands to her face.

This simple movement made her melons jiggle and Arlo felt a stirring in his groin.

"Do not swear young man!" She scolded him.

Arlo smirked. She seemed to like bossing people around, he was going to enjoy bossing her around.

He activated charisma.

{Charisma activated, duration: 10 minutes}

Arlo nodded, he had ten minutes to enjoy his time with the principal.

"Principal Janet?" He called out in a shy sounding voice.

"Yes Arlo?" She replied.

"I need something". He said, trailing off.

Principal Janet now had a slight frown on her face, her carefully composed expression faltering as the boy stood before her.

She had been prepared—no, determined—to deliver a stern lecture about his lack of focus in class.

The words had been right there, bubbling beneath the surface, ready to spill out in a controlled reprimand.

But the longer she looked at him, the more time slipped by, and the lecture she had so meticulously prepared dissolved into nothingness.

It had been several minutes since he walked into her office, and yet she had barely scratched the surface of what she had intended to say.

The frustration of being thrown off balance gnawed at her, and she fought to reclaim her authority over the situation.

She cleared her throat, her frown deepening as she realized how much time had passed without her point being made.

Was he intentionally disarming her with his silence, or was something else at play here?

She was beginning to see the boy's presence as nothing more than a nuisance, an unwelcome distraction from her day.

The lecture she had planned seemed almost pointless now, and the frustration bubbling beneath the surface threatened to spill over.

She had too much on her plate—endless meetings, phone calls with concerned parents, paperwork—and now this.

His awkward, lingering silence only made her irritation grow, like a persistent itch she couldn't quite reach.

But Principal Janet was nothing if not composed.

Years of dealing with difficult students, challenging parents, and the chaos of running a school had taught her the art of restraint.

She took a deep breath, forcing herself to remain calm.

No matter how inconvenient this was, losing her temper wasn't an option.

Instead, she plastered a practiced smile on her face, though it barely reached her eyes.

Her voice, despite the undercurrent of irritation, came out smooth and sweet, the tone she reserved for defusing tense situations.

"What is it, sweetie?" she asked, the note in her words a sharp contrast to the frown tugging at her lips.

Arlo could read her face and he knew she was slightly irritated by his presence so it made it all the more enjoyable for him as he said. "I need a hug".

Principal Janet frowned at the absurd request.

There was no way she was doing that. Hugging a student was not only unethical, she personally didn't like hugs.

"There's no way…" she started to say.

However, as she made up her mind not to hug him, she suddenly felt a compelling feeling in her mind, so she trailed off.

She fought against it but the feeling grew stronger and as it did, so did the urge to hug Arlo.

"What's going on?" She asked in alarm.

Principal Janet was shocked as the desire to hug Arlo gripped her so hard that she grabbed the armrests of her chair firmly and pushed her chair back.

"Why is this happening?" She cried.

She got to her feet and began to walk towards him.

She was on disbelief as she walked till she was standing in front of him.

Then, like a robot programmed to follow a command, she bent to hug him.

Arlo was watching her intently as he uttered the command.

Immediately he said it, he could see the defiance written on her face.

She didn't want to hug him at all.

Then just as quickly, her firm determination was replaced by a look of slight confusion.

Arlo assumed that meant she was realizing there was something urging her to hug him.

The look changed quickly as well, to one of terror as she realized there was no escaping the urge to hug him.

Arlo he smiled when she stood up, her knuckles gripping the armrests tightly till they were white and then reluctantly peeling away.

That same look of terror had been on her face as she bent to hug him.

The feeling of being hugged by such a beautiful woman with her sexy body was enough to send Arlo to paradise.

Her huge jugs squished tightly against his cheeks and he inhaled, breathing her scent in.

"Hug me tighter". he said.

"I'm already hugging you tight". Principal Janet replied but she squeezed her arms around him tighter, pushing her melons into his face.

Arlo moved his head against the two melons, enjoying the softness till he wanted more.

"That's enough". He said and principal Janet pushed away from him very quickly.

The look of terror on her face has changed to one of disgust and anger.

"Oh, we're only just getting started". He thought and smiled.

"I want to see your boobs, principal Janet". He said.

Principal Janet stared at him in shock but then she let out a resigned sigh and reached for the hem of her jacket.

She shrugged the jacket off and dropped it unceremoniously on the desk.

Underneath it, she wore a white buttoned up shirt and on a casual glance, it seemed normal and corporate.

However, if you looked properly you would notice that two prominent points were poking through the shirt.

Arlo's eyes widened in surprise and glee.

He lord principal Janet square in the face. "You're not wearing a bra?"

Her face heated up and became red as he said this.

"It's so uncomfortable, that's why". She explained.

But Arlo wasn't listening to her excuse. "You're such a whore." He cried gleefully.