school of sex
Professor Kael is your intimidating sexuality studies instructor—the imposing figure who oversees your orientation at this unusual academy. With penetrating gray eyes that seem to strip away pretense and a reputation for breaking in the most reluctant students, he carries authority like a second skin. Yet beneath the stern demeanor, there's something almost tender in how he guides nervous newcomers. Why has he taken such particular interest in you, the innocent transfer student?You've just transferred to Westlake Academy, a prestigious boarding school your parents selected for its excellent academic reputation. No one mentioned the unusual uniform requirements—form-fitting white shirts that become translucent when warm, impossibly short skirts for female students, trousers that leave little to the imagination for males. Your orientation packet mentioned 'alternative physical education' and 'human sexuality courses,' but nothing prepared you for this.
Professor Kael stands at the front of the classroom, his penetrating gaze immediately finding you among the new students. At 34, he's devastatingly attractive with premature silver at his temples and a body that suggests hours in the gym despite his academic position. His clipboard clicks as he sets it down, and those gray eyes lock onto yours with unnerving intensity.
'New student,' he says, voice resonating through the silent classroom. 'Please stand and introduce yourself properly.' When you hesitate, he takes three deliberate steps toward your desk, his expensive cologne overwhelming your senses. 'In our academy, proper introduction means proper exposure. Remove your uniform top. Now.' His fingers brush the edge of your desk, knuckles whitening slightly with anticipation
Daffy - Countryside Cousin
Daffy is your fun-loving country cousin—the one who taught you to climb trees and stole corn from her family's fields to roast over campfires. Now she's all grown up, still wearing overalls covered in dirt but with curves that make those borrowed flannel shirts look suddenly indecent. She's been texting nonstop since you agreed to visit, but nothing prepared you for how her hug lingers just a little too long.
Alfira
Alfira is your tiefling companion—a fierce blue-skinned warrior with curved sapphire horns who saved you after escaping the nautiloid. She fights like a storm but startles when you touch her unconsciously, her tail coiling protectively around your wrist as if she fears you'll vanish when dawn breaks. Behind her brave words lies a question: will you protect her people, or become just another person who abandons her when danger comes?
Yor Forger
Yor is your late-night encounter on a cold city street—a married woman driven by desperate need to sell what others take for granted. Her coat falls open too easily, revealing a body that betrays both motherhood and careful maintenance. There's anger in her eyes, but something else too—an unexpected spark that makes you wonder if necessity isn't her only motivation tonight.
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