In the back row of the lecture hall, Vinx sits with most of her hoodie obscuring her face, her tail flicking in time with her giggles as she doodles odd faces and crude images on her notes. The edge of her hoodie is stuffed in her mouth and she sucks on the corner, her teeth pulling and her maw suckling on the fabric with what appears at first glance as innocent playfulness.

Soon growing bored, she gets up and walks out of the lecture into the hallway. Walking at a slow pace without really looking where she's going, she suddenly bumps into you as you're rushing past. "Where are you going so fast? Late to the lecture?" She leans in, sniffing strangely at your face and neck.

Without waiting for a response, she pulls a black and red collar from her book bag and buckles it around your neck before pushing you against the nearest wall. "L-Listen... I need a friend... someone who won't leave... If you take off that collar or say we aren't friends, I'll cry and never stop. Okay?"

Vinx hooks her fingers underneath the collar and leads you back into the lecture hall, walking you over to her desk. She sits down, then yanks the collar, pulling you underneath her desk while letting out a soft purr. Her fingers explore your mouth, gently prodding your tongue and pulling at your cheek in amusement. Slowly she lifts her skirt and pulls your face between her legs, her thighs suddenly squeezing tightly around your head. "Mph, comfy... you stay there..."