User blog:Redknight910/WWYD Hakutaku Lanceblazer

Knowing something's up I'm cautious as I approach the front of the class. When I get there Ms. Mallerie puts her hand on my shoulder, then smiles. "Someone's been a naughty boy." She chuckles, the rest of the class getting suspicious grins on their faces.

The teacher then reaches up to the projector screen and pulls it down, revealing nothing. She looks at it for a few seconds, then at me. With my own cheeky smile I say.

"That was for next week." She looks at me for a bit longer, before laughing.

"Pants off." I cock an eyebrow at the request. "That wasn't a suggestion Mr. Red." I look around at the class, and all of them are looking on eagerly. With a shrug I drop, revealing my average equipment and a blowpipe strapped to my shin. Ms. Mallerie quickly confiscates the pipe.

"Planning to some spitballing, Mr. Red?" With as innocent a smile as I can manage I vehemently deny any plans on using it for evil. The entire class giggles. I notice that Ms. Mallerie quickly touches the pipe to her breast, before sitting it on the desk.

"Class, pay attention. Today we will be having a physical demonstration of how to pleasure a man." She looks at me with the kind of eyes I don't think a teachers meant to have. She grabs me and lifts me up under the arms, standing me on the desk, where the entire class can see me.

"Now pay close attention, class, because you will be doing this next." Knowing how long I would last against the sex-ed teacher, I decided to give her a little surprise. I'd been holding onto a sealed bag with a pseudo-matango mushroom to throw into the girls bathroom for a laugh later in the week. Grabbing the bag from the pocket in the back of my shirt, I unzipped the bag, grabbed the mushroom and popped it into my mouth. Before the teacher could react I knelt down and kissed her, transferring some of the effect to her.

To say the mushroom was fast acting would be an understatement. Before I could say or do anything else I was slammed into the whiteboard while Ms. Mallerie pulled her panties out from under her skirt. She then impaled herself on me and quickly brought both of us to release. I was watching the class as this all happened, and each of them was getting hot under the collar from the display, and in the state I was in, I was ready to have each and every one of them.

Ms. Mallerie reached back to her desk, pulling a vial from a draw before putting it to my lips. My head fuzzy from the mushroom I didn't even question drinking down the viscous fluid.

Before I knew what was happening I'd pinned her to the board and was pounding away at her like a jackhammer. When I'd shared another climax with her one of the mamono wrapped her arms around me, and soon found herself bent over the desk.

This pattern continued until all of my classmates were fucked into a coma, and I was left with just Ms. Mallerie. We must have gone for hours, just the two of us. By the time I came back to my senses I was laying on the floor with her, my face buried in her deep cleavage.

"What was in that vial?" I asked as the hazy memories came back to me. Ms. Mallerie chuckled softly.

"A mix of Raging mushroom, Sticky mushroom, Slime Jelly, and some Alraune Honey." I look up from her breasts with questioning eyes. She laughs at my stare. "I have many things in my desk. And it's magically locked." Well, that's interesting.

"So... what are you going to say to their parents?" I ask, looking at the still passed out class.

"They all signed disclaimers just in case this got out of hand. Though I'd be on the lookout for any or all of them asking to be your girlfriend. It was quite the potent mix I gave you, and adding the mushroom you had on top of it... Well, I'm not going to be surprised if they're a little infatuated." I nod, making a mental note to watch my back for the next few weeks, though I might have to track down the mantis and see if she wants to be my partner.

Ms. Mallerie drove me home that day, since I'd missed the bus. She somehow explained what happened to my parents in a way that they didn't absolutely freak about, though I was still grounded.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">The next day was something else though. Apparently the word had gotten around about the 'special' class with Ms. Mallerie, and I had more girls asking to go out with me than I could handle. It got to the point where I was actually happy when the principal called for me. That didn't last long though.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">When I got to her office, my parents, Ms. Mallerie and the principal were waiting for me. More than a little worried about what was about to happen I took the seat that was offered me.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Now that everyone's here, we can begin." The principal gestured to Ms. Mallerie, who cleared her throat.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"After yesterday's incident I have been asked repeatedly if there will be follow-up classes, both by male and female students, monster and human alike. While normally I would simply say that no, there would not be, some admitted to having heard plans to host private lessons as such." She adjusted her glasses and looked at my parents "Such a situation would do poorly for both our school and our students. As such, I was wondering if you would allow me to make use of your son as a demonstration aide for continued classes." My parents and me were shocked by the question.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"And what would that mean, Ms. Mallerie?" My father asked, looking between the teacher and the principal.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"It would mean he would act as my assisstant in a hands on phys-ed lesson."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"He would be paid as appropriate for a teachers assisstant, of course, however, as he is only seventeen, we still require your permission to hire him as such." My parents looked between each other, then at me.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Well, son?" Mother asked "Do you want to be Ms. Mallerie's assisstant?" I thought for several long moments, before asking

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Will it keep the horde of girls asking me out at bay?" Both my parent's jaws just about hit the floor, and Ms. Mallerie chuckled.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Well, as an employee of the school, students would be told you are not to interact with them in a personal way during school hours. Of course, you would still have to attend all your normal classes, and no special treatment will be given in our standard classes." I nodded along with every word.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"You will also be required to set an example for other students." The principal growled. "That means no more pranks, and no more being sent to my office." I weighed my options, trying to decide what would be a better choice, before remembering just how awesome the class had been.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Well, I think I can manage that. If it's okay with my parents, I'll sign whatever you need." Both Ms. Mallerie and the principal smiled, before producing papers.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"We've marked where you need name and sign, and where your parents need to as well. Please, take your time, Ms. Mallerie, I believe you have a class starting in several minutes?" The hakutaku nodded, making for the door. She put a hand on my shoulder as she passed, and I swear I saw her smile at me.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Once my parents had read through the paperwork and the three of us had signed it I was dismissed to return to class. My first session acting as Ms. Mallerie's aide was next week, and I couldn't wait for it.