Shelly suppressed a whine, dropping her pencil as the egg vibrator inside of her kicked up a notch in intensity. The doe had another 10 minutes to finish her math test before lunch started. Maybe then, she’s be lucky enough to get some relief. At this rate though, it would be a tortuous 10 minutes, and the constant distraction meant that she’d solved barely half of the equations in front of her.
	
	She snuck a glance across the classroom. Her girlfriend, Tina, shot her a cheeky wink. The goat girl seemed to have finished her test early, and was now amusing herself with a small remote control, gripped in a hoof under her desk.

	“Eyes on your paper, Ms. Silvers.” her teacher snipped from the front of the room. The shaggy moose gave her an unamused look, tapping his old watch for emphasis.

	Shelly bent down to retrieve her pencil, wincing as her vagina squeezed against the vibrator in response to the new position. Screwing her mouth, she returned to her test. She made it halfway through a single problem before losing focus again, eyes half-closed. She hadn’t cum since her last sleepover with Tina, around two weeks ago. Since then, the goat had been teasing her whenever they were together. 

	The little doe trembled, ears flicking back and hooves clenching as her pussy spasmed. Her body had been begging her to cum for days, and it was very, very, ready now. Just before she fell over the edge, however, the vibration abruptly stopped. Her vaginal muscles still clamped vainly around the now-inert object, her impending orgasm aborted into a few weak spurts into her already-soaked panties.

	She furrowed her brow, frustrated but not surprised. This wasn’t even the first time that Tina had done this to her today, bringing her to the very edge of cumming only to snatch it away from her. From the corner of her eye, she saw her girlfriend blow her a kiss, earning a reprimand from the teacher. 

	Just as Shelly was coming down from her non-peak, the bell rang, signaling Mr. Smith to collect any remaining papers. He gave Shelly a disappointed look as he took hers, leaving her to walk shamefaced out of the room and toward the cafeteria.
	
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	She found Tina seated at the far back of the school lunchroom, a few tables away from where the bulk of the other cubs were sitting. Shelly slid in next to her, keeping her lunch stowed for the time being.

	“You looked like you were having a good time.” Tina batted her eyelashes at Shelly. “I got a little wet watching you, you’re really cute when you’re pent up. You still need my help finishing, right? Unless you’ve rubbed one out behind my back?” The goat teased, sticking out the tip of her tongue.

	Shelly bit her lip, moaning quietly. “Of course not, you’re my girlfriend, doing that without you would be wrong.”

	Tina leaned over, planting a kiss on her girlfriend’s cheek and tapping a button on her remote, doling out another brief dose of vibrator activity. “I love you, Shelly. I’m really glad you decided to wear your new accessory today, I knew you’d like it. In fact...” She said, nibbling on Shelly’s neck. “I think you’ve almost earned the best orgasm of your life, and I know just how to give it to you.”

	Shelly grabbed her lover’s free hoof, giving it a squeeze. “Thank you so much. I didn’t want to complain, but I was getting kind of worried, I really feel like I need this.”

	“You’re okay, sweetie.” Tina gave her a coquettish look. “I know what you need. Still, I’ll need you to do two things for me before I can get you off.”

	Shelly nodded as fast as she could. “Of course, anything.”

	“First, gimmie your panties.”

	Shelly gulped, glancing around to make sure they were still relatively isolated. While no other furs were seated near them, the lunchroom was still crowded, and there were enough kids there that she couldn’t be positive that no one was looking their way. 

	“You’re really taking your time.” Tina said. “I guess you don’t need it that bad after all.”

	“Sorry, I’ll do it, sorry.” Shelly whispered, moving her hooves to the sides of her dress as as discreetly as she could. She wished for a moment that she had the dexterity of some of her pawed classmates, as sliding her underwear down through the fabric of her dress was a challenge. She found that a clumsy, rolling motion worked well enough. The crotch fabric of her panties was stuck tight to her slit, soaked in her fluids from the day’s teasing. The sensation as she pulled them free made her shiver, her folds now hyper-sensitive to the draft and the fabric of her dress. Shimmying them all the way off her legs, she passed her panties into Tina’s waiting hooves.

	“Aww, you soaked these!” Tina ran a hoof through the soaked fabric, bringing it to her mouth for a lick. “Don’t worry sweetie, just one last thing you need to do, okay?”

	“O-okay...” Shelly stammered, straitening her dress back into place.

	“I need you to go flash Mr. Smith, and ask if he wants to fuck you in the classroom closet.”

	Shelly’s mouth went dry. Her hooves trembled, eyes going wide, staring straight down at the floor. The sudden buzzing that Tina hit her with made it hard to think straight. “...Tina, I can’t. Mr. Smith is such a hardass, and you know how he looks at girls all funny sometimes. What if he-”

	“C’mon silly, you’ll be fine. Trust me, this is exactly what you need right now. You trust me, right?”

	Shelly paused, struggling for words. “Tina, I really, really don’t want to do this, please. I’m really scared.”

	Tina pursed her lips, letting her hoof fall on her girlfriend’s shoulder. “Look, Shelly, I love you, but you’re too timid for your own good sometimes. You remember how you used to freeze up whenever I hugged you in public? You need a little push outside of your comfort zone, that’s what I’m trying to help you with, okay?

	Shelly shook her head. “Can I please do something else? Please, I’ll do anything else you want, I just-” the doe’s gut tightened into a cramped mess, throbbing like a mass of razor wire whenever she thought about her math teacher. “-I can’t, please.”

	The goat next to her sighed, her lips falling into a frown. “Hey, Shelly, look at me, okay?” She brought a hoof to Shelly’s chin, turning the doe’s head toward her. “It feels like you aren’t listening to me right now. This is what’s good for you, and when I try to help you it’s like you’re ignoring me. It really hurts me when you do that, y’know? I love you, and I need you to do your fair share in this relationship too, and you just aren’t. I’ve done all the hard stuff, planning this, getting you the toy, and you won’t do one little thing for me? It feels like you’re mad at me, or that you aren’t happy with ‘us’. Are you?”

	Shelly sniffled, wiping tears from the corners of her eyes. “No, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it. I do love you, I didn’t mean to make you sad, I won’t do it again.”

	“Good girl.” Tina’s face shifted back into a small smile. She patted Shelly’s thigh, playfully bumping their shoulders together. “So, you have somewhere to be, right?”

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	The door to Mr. Smith’s classroom loomed over her. Glancing to her left, she saw Tina loitering at the end of the hall, giving her a cheeky thumbs-up. With arms crossed in front of her, and feet of solid lead, Shelly opened the door and stepped inside.

	The classroom was filled with the familiar scent of coffee. The espresso machine that Mr. Smith kept in the corner was humming away, replacing the pot that he’d drained that morning. The moose sat at his desk, stacks of papers in front of him, wearing the same type of solid color polo shirt that he wore every day. His fur was shaggy, hanging mostly in place, his comb not quite up to the job of taming his appearance.

	“Ah, Ms. Silvers, just who I wanted to see. Come in.” He beckoned the doe forward, setting his lukewarm plastic mug on the table. Shelly approached, slowly, a swarm of angry wasps alight in her stomach.

	“I have a question, sir.” She said quietly, head sunk down, staring at the hem of her dress.

	“I’m afraid I have one first, if you don’t mind.” He laid his arms on the table, slumping his shoulders lower to be closer to her height. His antlers had just reached their growth peak for the year, an immense crown framing his head, scraps of velvet still clinging to the crevices. “Ms. Silvers, would you please tell me what’s wrong? If you’re having issues at home, or with your friends, the school has programs to help you.”

	“I- what?”

	He raised his palms to her. “If you don’t want to tell me, that’s fine, but you should talk to someone. The guidance councilor is always available, and I can promise you that she’s both helpful and discrete. Shelly, your performance this year has been excellent, and you don’t strike me as the sort of kid to do this badly unless there’s something going on.”

	Shelly met his eyes, his expression carefully neutral. “You mean about my test?” Her voice wavered.”

	“Let’s not talk about that. We both know how you performed, but it’s not the end of the world.” He paused for a moment, letting an awkward silence settle between them, neither willing to fill it. He sighed, steepling his hooves. His voice went flat. “All right then. You had a question?”

	“Um...” Shelly struggled, weighing her teacher’s offer against the promise she’d made to Tina, how hurt her girlfriend would be if she backed out now, and the trails of fluid still drying on her thighs. “D-d-” She fidgeted with her dress, unable to move her hooves out of position. “Do you want to f-fuck me in your closet?”

	Mr. Smith stared at her for a long moment, brow creased, expression deadpan. He took a long sip from his coffee mug, leaving the tepid vessel near his lips. “Forgive me, Ms. Silvers, I don’t believe I heard you just now. Choose your words carefully, please. What was your question?”

	Shelly bit her lip, her teacher’s glare piercing through her, grinding her into the tile. She could use this as an out, she realized, a chance to leave and make the horrible crawling feeling in her stomach and skull stop. Her eyes darted toward the door, her hope of escape, only to see Tina’s eyes watching her from the corner of the inset window. Her girlfriend’s eyes were stern, locked on Shelly, an unseen frown reaching all the way to the top of her face. She’d be waiting right outside, and if Shelly left now, there’d be no avoiding that confrontation.

	Shelly took a shallow breath, muscles so tight that every movement hurt. “Do you-” She lifted her dress, pressing the fabric into her face to hide the view of her teacher. “Do you want to fuck me in the clos-MMMMPPPHH!”

	The vibrator rumbled, and she couldn’t suppress a moan. Her pussy, fully exposed to her math teacher and now vibrating with sensations, let out another wave of fluids, dripping audibly onto the floor.

	The coffee cup made a pronounced ‘thunk’, slipping from the moose’s grasp and spilling its contents onto the table and his khakis. “Fuck!” He exclaimed, futilely trying to stem the tide with a pair of napkins.

	Shelly, flustered and embarrassed beyond belief, let her dress fall, helping to clear papers and textbooks from the table as the pair worked to minimize the mess. With the puddle tamed to the best of their ability, their hooves brushed together on a stack of assignments from the previous day. Their eyes met, a scarlet blush across both of their faces.

	“Shelly, wow, you were actually serious.” The moose wet his lips, eyes darting from side to side. “Look, this isn’t the right way to address your problems, and it won’t net you any special treatment, but…“ He let out a huff. “If you really want to do this, then sure.”

	Shelly trembled, her vibrator running at a low frequency since she’d exposed herself, her groin burning from the lingering feeling of his gaze. She let Mr. Smith take her hoof in his, leading her toward the closet in the back of the room. She moved slowly, wanting to slip out of his grasp but sure that she’d taken this too far to do so. At the edge of her vision, she saw Tina give her a nod from outside the classroom, the goat’s eyes alight and mischievous.

	 The classroom closet was claustrophobic, illuminated by a single light bulb, its light harsh and bright. She could move around just enough to feel awkward with each step, but Mr. Smith barely fit, his antlers clanking against the door as he closed it behind them. He folded into a squat, his much larger head hovering just above hers. 

	“How do you want to start?” He asked, his breathing nearly deafening her in the enclosed space. She glanced down, eyes drawn to the now obvious outline of his dick pressing into his pant leg. She gulped. From what she could tell, it looked massive, almost the size of her forearm. He brought a hoof down, slowly rubbing it though his pants, breathing getting deeper all the while. Shelly whined, unable to say anything, dreading whatever would happen next.

	“Shelly?” He asked, raising an eyebrow. “Talk to me here, everything all right?”

	The doe’s eyes watered, and she opened her mouth to protest, when the device inside her exploded.

	The remote-controlled vibe that Tina had given her operated on a scale, able to vibrate at lower or higher rates using the remote. Tina had demonstrated this to Shelly in great detail the day she’d bought it. ‘Low’ was a teasing sensation, enough to keep her on edge and needy, but not enough to get her off. ‘Medium’ was a warm current through her body, arresting her attention and, if applied long enough, capable of making her cum buckets across her girlfriend’s bed. Tina had tested the ‘high’ setting herself, insisting that it was far too much for Shelly to handle.

	She was definitely felling the high setting now, though. The vibrator shook her violently, mercilessly pounding the inside of her pussy and making her knees buckle. Her body eagerly drank in the vibrations, having been desperate for this kind of treatment for weeks. Her now-gushing loins were rapidly approaching orgasm.

	“Ah, ah, ah, ah!” She panted, eyes rolling back, voice thick with pleasure. Her hooves moved to her groin by themselves, pushing the fabric of her dress into her dripping mound, trying to somehow press the toy even deeper into her body.

	The moose she shared the closet with panted with her, brain thick with rut, watching the girl writhing in pleasure in front of him. He unzipped his fly, letting his length flop into his waiting hooves. He was thickening steadily, and next to the tiny girl in front of him, his length looked even larger. Still, her lack of a response nagged at him.

	“Shelly?” He asked. “I need you to tell me what you want here, you’re worrying me a bit.”

	Shelly groaned, words slipping beyond her reach. Her eyes fixed on her teacher’s exposed cock, a terrifying monster that would surely tear her open, even at half mast. Her mind was alight with thoughts of him, grabbing her and pinning her against the wall, shoving himself inside of her, heedless of her tears and cries for help. Still, the burning device inside of her wouldn’t allow the thoughts to stop, her body pulling her more rapidly toward orgasm at the thought of being violated by the much larger adult.

	“I- ugh!” She cried, failing to tell him what was happening inside her. He was frowning at her, she needed to give him some kind of response. Her pleasure-addled mind gave her the memory of exposing herself in the classroom, and the blast of pleasure she’d received when she lifted her dress. Mr. Smith would be inside of her soon anyway, so why bother hiding anything? Resigned, she spread her legs and lifted her dress up to her chin, exposing her pussy to her teacher just as she tipped over the edge and started to cum.

	She clamped a hoof over her mouth, stifling a scream as she squirted jets of fluid onto the floor, her pussy frantically clamping around the vibrator. Her swollen clit winked at her teacher, sending waves of pleasure through her body and turning her legs to jelly.

	The moose was mesmerized, watching his student expose herself to him, her pussy alight with a powerful orgasm. It was enough to quiet the lingering doubts he had about the situation. “God, you’re so pretty, Shelly.” He groaned, stroking his dick, now fully erect and straining toward the doe in front of him. He shuffled closer, catching one of her spurts on his cock, groaning at the feeling of warm fluid on his length.

	Shelly leaned back against the wall, her whole body shaking in sync with the vibe as her orgasm worked its way through her. Her last muscle spasm freed the toy from her loins, sending it tumbling to the floor. The tension from the past two weeks bled out of her, the itch between her legs finally scratched and giving her some much needed relief. She kept her eyes locked on her teacher’s cock, her mixed fascination now giving way to only fear as the lust fled from her body and brain. What was she thinking? She’d made a horrible mistake. She should’ve tried harder to leave, now he was going force himself inside her, and it was all her fault.

	Her teacher pressed his body against hers, letting the top of his cock rest on her still-sensitive mound. If seeing it had scared her, having it touch her nearly made her heart stop, She felt it twitch, convincing her even further that something that big would never fit inside her.

	“Okay Shelly.” Mr. Smith huffed, letting his hooves rest on her shoulders. “I’m not sure I’ll actually fit, but you’re definitely wet enough to try. If I’m too much for you, we can stop.” He cupped her chin with a hoof, raising her face up to meet his. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

	Shelly looked up at him, his eyes lidded and his expression slack, but waiting for her approval before he took her. Her fear gripped her heart like ice, making her eyes water as she considered what was about to happen. Allowing herself a brief hope, fully expecting it to be dashed, she whispered to him. “No, p-please stop.”

	Mr. Smith recoiled, pulling his hooves and member away from her in an instant. “Okay, stopping, stopping!” He stammered, hurrying to cram his throbbing length back into his pants. “C’mon, dammit...” He said, grunting as he was finally able to stuff it back in and zip up his fly, his cock still leaving an obvious outline in the fabric.

	Shelly flopped to the floor, the cold of the concrete seeping into her bare butt. “Huh?” She whimpered, scrubbing to clear her eyes, trying to figure out what on earth her teacher was doing.

	He knelt in front of her, keeping as much distance as he could from her given the cramped space. “There. We’re done, okay?” He said, his voice still breathy and taxed. “Are you ready to go back outside? Do you need anything?”

	“You… you stopped?”

	“Right, you… asked me to?” The moose replied, quirking an eyebrow.

	Shelly’s eyes started flowing again. She shielded her face with her arms, letting teardrops fall into her fur and letting out soft, quiet whines. “Shit, dammit!” her teacher hissed. “Don’t worry Shelly, you’re going to be all right. It’s okay.” His voice returned to its normal pitch. “Give me just a second. I’ll be right back.” He ducked out of the closet, struggling a bit to move his antlers past a shelf. He returned a moment later, handing her a banana and a bottle of water. “Here. You’re probably dehydrated after that.”

	Shelly took both gratefully, consuming them in seconds, as Mr. Smith sat back down beside her. The older main waited, letting the doe catch her breath. Once she’d finished, they sat in silence for a few minutes, the moose watching her with a soft expression. Shelly met his eyes, intending to offer a simple excuse for her actions, but before she knew it, the events of the day came spilling out of her mouth. She shuffled closer, finding herself leaning against his leg as she recounted Tina’s actions, the toy, their conversation in the lunchroom, and her condition for the past two weeks. Partway through, her teacher laid his arm across her shoulders, pulling her closer, but staying quiet until she had nothing more to say.

	“That was… that was a lot, Ms. Silvers.” He said, patting the girl on the back. “You shouldn’t be pushed into sex acts that you aren’t comfortable with. Especially if you’re gay,” he coughed, turning his head away, “being pressured into intimacy with a man was unacceptable.”

	The doe flushed, acutely aware of his frame against hers. “I dunno about that.”

	“What do you mean?”

	“Well, I definitely like girls, but… is it weird that I sorta liked you watching me?”

	Mr. Smith sighed. “No, I don’t think that’s necessarily weird. It wasn’t appropriate here, but that’s definitely something you could explore in a healthy, safe way, assuming that you set clear boundaries with your partner.”

	Shelly smiled, comforted. “Is it okay if I kind of liked your dick, too? Not, like, in me, but it looked kinda cool I guess.”

	The moose blinked, his own cheeks reddening. “I suppose that’s fine, too.”

	She glanced over, looking at her teacher’s erection, still obvious despite being tucked away. “You’ll be okay, right? Even if you didn’t cum?”

	“Pfft, the whole blueball thing is just a myth. Any guy who tells you different is just lying to get into your pants. You don’t always get off whenever you feel like it. That’s life. Wish that boys your age knew that.”

	The doe opened and closed her mouth, struggling to get another question out. “Sorry, I still don’t really want to be touched, but could I maybe just look at it again?. If that’s okay, I mean.”

	The moose looked down at her. “You’re sure that’s what you want?”

	Receiving a nod from the girl, he unzipped his fly. “Make sure to tell me if you want me to stop, okay?” After another nod, the doe’s eyes now locked on his groin, he freed the monster from his boxers and let it breathe again.

	He groaned, exposing himself to his student once more. He was instantly back at full mast under the doe’s gaze, his head slick with precum.

	“Whoa...” Shelly leaned in closer, examining his dick from every angle. Her warm breath, so close to his shaft, was heavenly. On instinct, he gave his member another stroke, spilling a thick glob of pre onto the floor. The doe gasped, starry-eyed at the show in front of her.

	“Would you mind if I, ah, take care of this?” The moose asked, taking his hoof away as he waited for her answer.

	Shelly shuffled in, positioning herself between his thigh and dripping rod. “Yeah, but is it okay if I touch it?”

	Mr. Smith’s blinked, his cock giving a powerful twitch, so eager to accept the girl’s offer that it refused to wait for him to speak. “Absolutely. Just be gentle, I normally go up and down the length with my wrists, but you can touch it however you wan-” He sucked in a breath as the girl’s hoof prodded his tip. “Damn, that’s hot. It’s all yours, Shelly.”

	The young girl teased his shaft, moving slowly with light touches as she got used to the feel of the older man. She gave him a few clumsy strokes, feeling as if she wasn’t doing it right, but receiving an appreciate moan from her teacher nonetheless.

	“Hey Mr. Smith?” She said, blushing, feeling her groin heat up again as she played with his cock. “Is your dick, like, normal?”

	He flinched, then let out a barking laugh, taken out of the moment entirely. “Yes? It’s not an alien, Shelly. Where did that question come from?”

	She frowned, shrinking back from him. “Sorry! I just… Tina showed me some pictures of them online, and they all looked super gross. You aren’t, so… I dunno. I didn’t mean anything bad.”

	He smiled, still giddy from his laughing fit. “It’s all right, all is forgiven. I’m no expert, but yes, it’s normal. Bigger than your average deer, obviously, but as moose go I’m fairly normal.”

	“Okay… um, did you mean it when you said I was pretty earlier?

	“Would you like it if I did?” The girl nodded, and he continued. “Then yes, I think you’re very pretty for someone your age.” He looked down at his unattended member. “Did you want to stop for now?” He looked back up, only to see Shelly lifting her dress.

	“Still no touching, but you can look, okay?” The doe said, pulling the garment up over her head, leaving her completely nude. It was exciting, being totally exposed at school, knowing that her teacher was getting off while looking at her. Her fear had mostly passed, she was confident now that Mr. Smith wouldn’t hurt her, and she felt more at ease with the pleasurable pressure growing between her legs.

	She returned to her task, one hoof stroking up and down his length, the other poking and prodding experimentally, enjoying the man’s reactions to her. Her teacher bucked his hips, humping against her touch, his dick begging for more. The combination of the earlier show, and the naked doe pleasuring him was driving him absolutely wild.

	Shelly brought her face up to his tip, fixated on the precum dripping out of him. She’d had some trouble getting used to how Tina tasted, and wondered how a male compared. “Mr. Smith, is it okay if I lick it?”

	His dick pulsed, letting out a larger, cloudier burst of pre. “Holy hell that’s a hot thing to ask. Yes, yes, absolutely.”

	She ran her tongue along his head, scooping up a bead of fluid onto her tongue. Swallowing, her brow furrowed, and she leaned in to suckle the tip of his penis. She sucked slowly, letting the fluid pool on her tongue.

	“Taste okay, Shelly?”

	She hummed, popping him out of her mouth. “I dunno. Doesn’t really taste like anything, actually.”

	“Well, if you want a stronger taste, I’m pretty close.”

	“I could try it, I guess.” She said, then took him back into her mouth. She was only able to fit a fraction of his length, letting him bump against the roof of her mouth as she bobbed her head, not feeling brave enough to take any more. She kept her hooves busy though, both of them now pumping up and down his shaft.

	The moose’s body trembled, about to release as he took in the scene. His student was kneeling in front of him, naked as the day she was born. She made no effort to hide her pussy from him, and it still glistened with wetness from when she’d cum all over the closet floor. She had her hooves wrapped around his dick, taking the very tip in her cute little mouth, preparing to swallow his cum. “Cumming!” He groaned, and blew his load into her maw.

	Shelly squeaked, her mouth rapidly filling with her teacher’s sperm. She was able to hold the first spurt on her tongue, thinking he was finished, but the moose kept going. Spurt after spurt filled her mouth, puffing out her cheeks and threatening to spill out onto her fur before he finally stopped.

	Mr. Smith’s tongue lolled out of his mouth, pleasant aftershocks wracking his body. As the spots cleared from his vision, he noticed Shelly, her mouth still full and a look of concern on her face. “You okay? You want to spit it out?” he asked, the girl rapidly nodding in response.

	“Crap, okay, ah- right! Water bottle!” The moose fumbled for the bottle he’d brought in earlier, handing it to the girl and receiving a grateful squeak in response. She popped off of his cock, drooling her teacher’s load into the plastic container, grimacing as she spat out the last few drops.

	“Not a fan of the taste?” He asked slumping against the back wall.

	“Mmmm… not my favorite. I guess it’s not that bad, but it was way too salty.”

	“That’s fine. I’m not a fan either, to tell you the truth.” His comment earned a giggle from the doe. “You did a great job, Shelly, I really enjoyed that.”

	She smiled, giving him an affectionate pat on the thigh. Her teacher checked his watch, frowning.

	“Okay Ms. Silvers, we have a little under five minutes until next period. There should be a pack of wet wipes somewhere in here that we can use to clean up.” 

The pair gave the closet a once-over, Shelly finding the package within a few seconds.

	The moose frowned. “Ms. Silvers, do you have free time after school today?”

	The girl looked up at him, busy cleaning between her thighs with a wet wipe. “I should, why?”

	“Because I’m afraid I need to see you after class today. Hold on-” He raised a hoof, heading off her protest. “Like I said, you aren’t in trouble. This isn’t official, it won’t show up on your permanent record. I’ll need you to retake your math test though, and no distractions this time, understand?”

	Shelly nodded, eyes wide. “Y-yes, thank you sir!”

	“You’re welcome. Also, one more thing.” He reached down, picking up the discarded vibrator from the corner of the closet floor. “I’m afraid I’ll need to confiscate this.”

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	The final period bell had rung 15 minutes ago, and most of the students had already filed out, leaving the school eerily quiet. Tina remained by her locker, idly tapping at her phone, and wondering what was taking Shelly so long. She hadn’t heard from the doe since lunch. She considered the idea that her girlfriend might be in serious trouble, then frowned, checking again for a message from the doe that never came.

	“Waiting for something, Ms. Cooper?”

	Tina lowered her phone, looking at the stern face of her math teacher. “Is that a problem? I didn’t realize I wasn’t allowed to wait for my friends.”

	The moose glowered, retrieving the vibrator from his shirt pocket, holding it like a hot coal before her. “Principal’s office. Now.”

	Tina didn’t flinch, her mouth folding into a smirk as she squared her shoulders. “You really sure you want to do that?” She held up her phone, switching to a video app and pressing the play button. The recording showed his classroom as seen from the doorway, the older man leading Shelly by a hoof into the closet. The tinny recording of the girl’s shrieks echoed down the empty school corridors. “I can fast forward a bit to where she starts crying, but I think you get the picture. Confiscate the phone if you want, I’ve already uploaded a copy where I can get it later. Perv.”

	Mr. Smith ground his teeth, staring daggers at the goat in front of him, but unable to muster a reply.

	Tina tucked her phone away, tilting her head back to better show off her horns. “I’ll just take that back, thanks.” The girl plucked her vibe from the teacher’s grasp. “I hope you didn’t do any permanent damage to my toy, sicko.”

	The goat girl twirled away toward the main entrance, writing her girlfriend’s absence off as something she’d deal with later. She had all the leverage she needed, after all.