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He hopped on his feet once just to test and even despite the snug confines of his pants it still bounced and wobbled briefly before settling back into place, like a bowl of jello that’d been shaken. “Ugh, I look like I belong in a burlesque show.” The mouse’s pink tail which poked through a small hole just above his rear flicked to one side, indifferent to his dismay.\n\nA voice echoed from the bathroom down the hall. “Honey you need to relax,” Damien called out as he pushed the door open. Steam billowed out from the freshly used shower as the brown chihuahua sauntered down the hall, an equally slender and effeminate man, minus the junk in the trunk, adorned in a pink bathrobe and currently brushing his teeth with one hand and typing away something on his phone with the other. “You know how much I’d pay to have an ass like that?” he said before giving it a playful smack.\n\nWith a yelp Jamie jumped, glaring at his roommate before sighing and shaking off the annoyance. “Yeah, yeah, I know. Just nervous about the first day. I wanna look professional!”\n\nDamien met his friend’s fear with a dismissive wave. “You’re gonna do great! Besides, how hard can teaching history to a bunch of little brats be? If they’re anything like I was at that age they’re all stupid as hell. Anyway, you need a ride buddy?”\n\n“Hey, don’t be mean!” Jamie scolded, though shook his head at the followup question. “And nope, I’m driving myself!” he said with a confident grin, lifting up the briefcase containing his lesson plans for the day.\n\nThe chihuahua offered a wide smile as the two friends said their farewells with a mutual kiss on the cheek. “Break a leg then hon! Can’t wait to hear all about it.”\n\nAnd so with confidence Jamie headed out from his apartment, taking the elevator down to the ground floor and stepping outside to breathe in the crisp, early morning air. It was just before sunrise, the rodent eager to arrive early and prep for his first day. Although it was late August it had been unseasonably cool this month, something he regarded as a good omen.\n\nJamie’s car was an old, but reliable red sedan, a gift from his mother for completing his teaching degree and one he’d learned to love even if he’d been apprehensive initially about owning such an old vehicle. He let himself zone out and think about the day ahead while he took the several mile long trip to Cherrywood Middle School. Cherrywood was a small and isolated city, most of the townsfolk employed by the local medical facility that was outside the city limits, which meant it was surprisingly wealthy and prosperous for its size.\n\nAs Jamie pulled into the teacher’s parking area he was pleased to see that he was among the first here, slipping in through the open front door. The scent of lingering ammonia struck him, the tiles freshly mopped and scrubbed just a few hours earlier by the overnight cleaning crew. He knew in just a few hours those same empty halls would be overrun by fresh-faced students, some eager, some anxious and some dreading the new year.\n\nA few minutes and a short climb up the stairs later he had slipped into room 204. Mr. Auburn’s seventh grade class, World History. Three rows of shared tables that each housed four students ran down the left and right sides of the room, making for a classroom that could house up to 24 students. The wall next to the entrance doors was lined with numerous pictures of famous historical figures, maps of important places and countless other pieces of inspiration for a learning mind. There were chalkboards in both the back and front of the room, the former of which had a well-done bust of Lincoln etched onto it, the famous lynx’s stony features captured with surprising skill. Jamie made a mental note to ask and see which of the staff had drawn it, it’d almost be a shame to erase it.\n\nThe front chalkboard was empty and naturally had Jamie’s desk positioned just in front of it. At the moment it was empty save for some textbooks stuffed into the drawers, loose sheets of paper and a finely built globe that looked like it had occupied that very spot for years, yet was nonetheless polished and well cared for. The mouse smiled to himself as he began to unpack his briefcase, laying out sheets at each of the student’s seats in preparation for their arrival, as well as writing his own name up on the front chalkboard in cursive.\n\n“Okay, everything in its place. And now we wait!” Jamie clapped his hands together in self-satisfaction before taking a seat at the front of the room. There was just over an hour before homeroom began and he was as eager as he was nervous to start his teaching career in earnest. It was hard to believe he was starting with a classroom of his own at just 25. He had expected to substitute for at least a few years before coming this far.\n\n[center]***[/center]\n\nAn hour doesn’t last nearly as long as it seems since the time seemed to vanish in an instant. Before long the sounds of traffic outside was all too audible to those large mouse ears. The bustling noise of children coming and going filled the halls as they shuffled in and found their way to their assigned classrooms. The first of his own students began to fill in, a rabbit and a tabby cat that looked to be close friends chatted as they entered. Jamie offered a smile and a gentle wave in their direction, but opted to save the introductions for when everyone had arrived. No sense in giving out the same spiel over and over.\n\nIt didn’t take long either as over the course of the next fifteen minutes every single seat in the 24-student room had been filled out. Seeing that no one was absent, or even late by more than a few minutes, was to him another good omen for the year about to come. The students were a mix of mammals of numerous species, most chatting with their neighbors or friends and with their books and binders set out on their desks. Jamie took a moment to compose himself before finally standing up and addressing the classroom.\n\nDespite his efforts not to appear too enthusiastic the rodent’s happiness betrayed itself as he clasped his hands together. “Hello everyone. It’s great to meet you all. I’m going to be your homeroom and history teacher this year. My name is Mr. Auburn,” he said before gesturing to the board. “Though you can call me Mr. Jamie if you like. I’m really excited to spend the year togeth-” He paused as he saw that a girl in the front row had raised her hand. It was a young squirrel girl with short, fluffy hair and whose brown fur was dotted with darker freckles. “Oh, hello there. Did you have a question dear?” he asked, gesturing to her.\n\nThe girl nodded her head before speaking up. “Are you a man?”\n\nJamie chuckled softly before nodding. “That I am,” he answered without missing a beat. It was hardly the first time he’d gotten that sort of question given his appearance. It usually didn’t bother him as long as the person asking was respectful about it. In the case of his student he took it as simple innocent curiosity. “I know I might look or dress differently than many of the men you know, but I’ve very much been one since the day I was born and would appreciate it if you'd all address me as such,” he added politely. As he gave his prepared answer the very same girl had raised her hand again, to which he gestured again. “Yes?”\n\n“Why?”\n\nThis time Jamie did look perplexed by the monosyllabic question. “Why what dear? Why am I a man?” he asked, the confusion on his face obvious.\n\nShe nodded her head in response. “Yeah. This is an all girls school. Aren’t all the teachers supposed to be girls too?”\n\n“An all girls…?” the mouse started before glancing across the room. It was only now that he noticed that every single one of his students was a young girl. “Oh dear…” Jamie muttered in a whisper under his breath. He could feel the anxiety building up in his head as he clasped his hands together again. “I’m sorry girls, but I need to go speak with the other faculty for just a moment. If you could all turn to page 243 in your textbooks and begin reading about The Industrial Revolution until I return. Then you can introduce yourselves to me!”\n\nNearly as soon as the words left his mouth Jamie was out the classroom door, though he could hear a few giggles from the girls he had left behind as he power walked down the hall toward the school’s entryway and the principal’s office. As he walked he scanned the faces of everyone he passed, students and faculty alike.\n\n“Girl. Girl. Girl. Girl. Girl,” the rodent spoke to himself inaudibly as he rushed. He’d hoped to see someone that’d prove what he feared wrong, praying that this was just a silly prank on the new teacher by his students. Every new face he saw only seemed to confirm that it seemed very much true. Cherrygrove Middle was a girl’s school.\n\nThe mouse paused in front of the principal’s office, the name ‘Victoria Chermaigne’ etched in gold lettering on the dark plate just beside it. He rapped at the door three times while trying to settle down his breathing. After a few seconds a muffled “Come in,” was just barely audible from the other side.\n\nWith a gentle push Jamie pushed the door open and stepped inside, though he didn’t see the face he’d expected. Sitting at the desk in front of him was a middle-aged, dark furred wolf woman, sporting a navy blue suit, her graying hair pulled back into a bun and a set of thick, dark-framed glasses sitting on the bridge of her snout. She smiled softly to him and beckoned Jamie to sit across from her. “Welcome,” she greeted in a slightly raspy voice that hinted at a former smoker.\n\n“Oh, erm. I’m sorry, I thought this was Principal Chermaigne’s office,” Jamie said, hoping the next words out of her mouth were directions to the right person.\n\nThe lupine woman chuckled softly. “Ah, my predecessor. I’m afraid she’s finally decided to retire! She’s a wonderful woman and has done plenty for this school, but age catches up with all of us eventually,” she remarked fondly. “I’m the new principal, Virginia Harthwood. It was a bit of a last minute decision so I’m still waiting on the new nameplate to come in unfortunately. I’ll be happy to address any concerns you may have though. Are you a parent of someone here?” she asked, though her gaze made it apparent she was sure he was a bit too young for that to be the case. “Or an older sibling perhaps?”\n\n“Um, no, neither,” Jamie answered, biting his tongue for a moment. “I’m actually a new teacher and I’m a bit confused. Jamie Auburn,” he added, hoping the name would help.\n\nVirginia squinted, incredulous, before taking out a sheet of paper from among the pile on her desk and running down the list of names. “Hm, that name is here, but that doesn’t make any sense…” she hummed to herself, confused but maintaining her composure as she mulled it over.\n\n“So… this is a girl’s school?” Jamie asked despite being certain he wouldn’t like the answer.\n\n“Correct,” Virginia nodded. “Which is why I don’t understand why your name is on my list if you are Mr. Auburn.” Despite his feminine looks most could tell he was a man even at first glance, Virginia among them. Usually only people who saw him from behind or at a distance mistook the mouse for anything else, though other mistakes did occasionally happen.\n\nSomehow the simple bluntness of her answer made it easier to accept. “I don’t understand how this could have happened. I met with Principal Chermaigne herself. She said she was excited to have me!”\n\nThe wolf sighed and took off her glasses, rubbing over the glass with her thumb. “I think I’m beginning to understand…” she muttered, looking at him with a knowing glance.\n\n“I would certainly appreciate it if you could explain…” Jamie said, his polite demeanor giving way to the slightest hint of impatience as he stood across from the seated woman.\n\n“Well,” Virginia started. “As I mentioned to you earlier, the old girl was getting on in age. Both her eyesight and hearing were starting to go. I think that, given your… delicate looks and her poor sight she might well have made the mistake of thinking you a young woman,” she explained. “Perhaps you should sit down,” she added, able to see the mouse’s chest rising and falling as his breathing picked up.\n\nJamie’s heart sank and he slumped into the chair seated across from the principal, placing his head into his hands. “I don’t…” It made sense though. He had recalled how elderly the old bear woman he met had been, not to mention needing to repeat himself a few times when he introduced himself. “I guess you’re right,” he resigned himself.\n\nVirginia stood upright, heading around the desk and placing a sympathetic hand on his shoulder, palm patting at the mouse’s back while he let all this sink in. For a few minutes the room was silent.\n\n“I suppose this means I’m out of a job?” he said dejectedly, glancing up toward her.\n\nAnother momentary pause as Virginia lifted the hand from his back to tap at her own chin. “Hmn. Maybe not.”\n\nJamie’s tail flicked as he raised a brow. “But, it’s a girl’s school. Surely I’d have to go?”\n\nThe principal shook her head. “Not necessarily. While it is tradition that we hire only women as staff there’s nothing explicitly forbidding a man from being a teacher here. I imagine some of the parents might be against it. But then again who knows. You make a good enough impression on them and they might not care.” \n\nHer answer was surprising, but not unwelcome. “So, I should stay?”\n\n“I think it’d hardly be fair of me to fire you on your first day over a mistake like this. And besides that it’d be a pain in the rear to find someone to replace you right now. Why not stay and see how things stick out? Of course we do tend to rely on the local community so if they end up unhappy with you my hands are probably tied. But I’ve seen wilder plans turn out well.”\n\nIt was surprising just how accommodating she was being, Jamie feeling his spirits lift, if only a little. He stood to his feet and took the principal’s hand between both of his own before shaking it in gratitude. “Thank you so much ma’am! I won’t waste this opportunity!” he said excitedly.\n\n“I’d hope not,” she said with a soft smile before ushering him with a wave of her hand. “Now shoo. I’d better make sure the rest of the staff know about this. Don’t want anyone getting confused. We’ll discuss this more in-depth at the next staff conference,” she said, returning to her seat and continuing to mull over the many documents on her desk.\n\nThere was a sense of both dread and exultation in the air as he returned to his classroom. He’d have to really work hard and make sure he was the best teacher these girls had ever had! He paused in front of the entrance to his room and dusted himself off again before gently slipping inside. Though as soon as he opened the door he was met with a cacophony of voices. It was clear the girls hadn’t bothered reading and taken the opportunity to chat amongst themselves.\n\nRather than scold Jamie simply tapped at his desk to announce his presence once more. He was enough of a peculiarity to the class still that most of them immediately directed their attention back to the mysterious new teacher. “So sorry about that girls. As I mentioned before I’m Mr. Auburn and happy to be your homeroom and World History teacher. In fact, as I’ve just been made aware, I’m the first male teacher in the history of Cherrywood Middle School. Go figure!”\n\nThis earned another round of giggles from the class who seemed surprised, but also amused at this unexpected revelation. He couldn’t fault them for finding it novel, smiling to the class. “I know it’s a big surprise for everyone, me included. But I’m just the same as any other teacher you’ve had. Now how about we pick up where we left off and you can introduce yourselves to me and the rest of the class. I’ll call on you and you can state your name and something about yourself, or you can ask me a question if you’re shy,” he added. “Why don’t we start with you dear?” he added, his voice soft and gentle as he addressed the same squirrel girl that had questioned his gender earlier on.\n\n“I’m Amelia and um…” she hummed as she tried to think of something. “I like sci-fi movies,” she noted bashfully.\n\nJamie smiled. “That’s great. It’s always good to have interests,” the mouse remarked before gesturing to the next girl in the same row, a tall, lanky white rabbit girl with ears that drooped across her shoulders. The majority of the class were eleven or twelve, but this one looked a year or so older than the rest.\n\nShe blinked and glanced around and then up at him. “Um, Jasmine. And…” she tapped her chin and thought briefly as well. “So, are you gay? Is that why you’re allowed to teach here?” she asked bluntly. This earned laughter from the rest of the class, though judging by Jasmine’s awkward glance back at them she hadn’t intended it to be funny.\n\nJamie coughed and composed himself. “I’m not sure that’s entirely an appropriate question. But no, I’m not. I do think love comes in many forms though and everyone’s preference is to be respected,” he added. The mouse was bisexual, but he certainly wasn’t going to announce that to his students, figuring that answering her question in the negative was already more information than they needed.\n\nThis continued on for the next twenty minutes or so, with each of the children introducing themselves and giving some tiny tidbit or asking Jamie about himself. Among the more notable questions were his age, why he became a teacher and if he had any hobbies. The answers being “25,” “a love for learning” and “collecting vintage video games” respectively.\n\nOne of the last girls he called upon, a short house cat with pitch black fur and matching hair that hung across her eyes, did have something else to ask though. “I’m Ashley. And I wanted to ask something actually. You got a license to drive that thing?” she said, pointing at Jamie’s prominent rear.\n\nThis earned an echo of laughter from the rest of the class as the feline grinned, satisfied with herself. Jamie could feel the fur on his face growing warm as he blushed. “Ashley. I can see yours is a name I’ll have to remember,” he noted in a scolding tone.\n\n“Can give you my number too if you wanna invite me over to get a handful of that thing sweet cheeks,” she said, earning another bout of laughter.\n\nJamie ignored the comment, figuring it was better not to indulge. He’d prefer to steer the conversation as far away from topics like that as possible. Though those round ears of his picked up a whisper of “It is really big…” from one of the girls in the front row, though he couldn’t place who.\n\nIt was hardly the first time his butt had gotten him attention, but definitely a first from anyone so young as the girls in this class. It was definitely something that made him uncomfortable. “Ahem… if we can continue you’ll all notice I handed out a worksheet at the start of class. I recall telling you girls to start reading up on page 242 at the start of class and I’d like you to use that info to fill out the sheet. I’m of course happy to help if you have questions.”\n\nThe class collectively sighed, but all the same resigned themselves to their work. In the meantime Jamie took the opportunity to make notes on the class as well as write the attendance sheet. He heard the occasional whisper between girls, though whenever he glanced up to see who it was they’d managed to have slipped back into work mode.\n\nAfter some minutes though a raised hand caught his attention, this one from Ai, a red panda girl in the second row. The mouse stood up and headed over there, hands behind his back as he addressed her. “Yes Ai, something you had a question about.”\n\n“Yeah actually. I tried reading and rereading but I don’t see where it mentions this question,” she noted, pointing to her sheet.\n\nJamie hummed and leaned down, bending over as he did to have a closer look at the question. Of course just as he reached the apex of that lean the mouse felt a nice, firm smack against his backside, the impact earning a yelp of surprise and causing his ass to wobble briefly before settling back into the natural mold of his pants.\n\n“Ah! What in the-! Who?” he turned around instantly but the girls behind him all had eyes on their work, though he could see smirks among several of them. The rodent huffed. “I hope you girls know that sort of physical contact isn’t just inappropriate, but can constitute harassment and possibly even assau-Ah!” he yelped again. Another smack from the other direction.\n\nJamie spun about again only to see the girls all facing their tables once more in what was too uniform a fashion. “Ai?” he regarded her, but the girl simply shook her head and gave a pleading ‘not me’ look at him. “I suppose you don’t need help any more with the question though hm?” She nodded, her expression slightly guilty. He had a mind to scold her, but was all but sure another student had put her up to it. He glanced in the direction of Ashley, the black feline from earlier and spotted a toothy grin as she leaned back in her chair, legs propped up on her desk.\n\n“Just return to your work everyone,” he sighed and headed back to his desk. It wasn’t long until it was time to switch classes. Jamie taught several more across the long day, though none of them were quite as eventful as the combination homeroom and first period, which altogether lasted about two hours. It was an experience that left him flustered, but he chalked it up to the students messing with their new teacher and was sure it’d subside.\n\nThe day lasted a few hours longer with a faculty meeting that saw Jamie introducing himself to the rest of the staff as well as explaining his unusual situation. Most of the other teachers were sympathetic and offered help if he ever needed it, something he was grateful for. Still between the odd experience and the extra time spent he was exhausted by the time he’d arrived home.\n\nAs he returned to their apartment Jamie could see Damien preparing for work himself, the chihuahua working as wait staff at a local bar that was going to see their busy hours starting soon. “Looking to make some tips tonight huh?” the rodent remarked as he saw the snug, tight fit top the canine was sporting.\n\nThe chihuahua offered a smug grin. “Hey, if I had your assets I could get ‘em without trying,” he teased, though today it was enough to make Jamie roll his eyes.\n\n“Ugh, no jokes like that right now. I’ve had a hell of a day. I’ll tell you about it later though, right now I just wanna lay down.”\n\nDamien nodded in understanding, offering a hug to his friend and roommate before heading out to his own job. Jamie retired to his room and collapsed in bed without even bothering to change clothing. He hoped today was about as unusual as the next year of teaching was going to get, assuming he even made it that far anyway.\n\n[center]***[/center]\n\nThough his first day had gotten off to a weird start Jamie had done his best to put it behind him, showing up early yet again the following day. This time he was sporting a length dress that reached down to his ankles and sported a floral pattern, plus a pair of sandals, perfect for the warmer weather that was expected. He also hoped the dress would help avoid accentuating his bottom again as yesterday’s snug pants obviously had.\n\nToday he wasn’t the only one to show up early, as just ten minutes after he arrived one of his students followed. It was none other than Ashley, the black cat who had been particularly eager to tease him yesterday. She was wearing a simple white t-shirt that contrasted sharply with her dark fur, plus a pair of jeans. The girl wordlessly entered and sat at her seat in the back of the room, listening to a pair of cordless earbuds.\n\nJamie glanced in her direction for a moment, debating about whether or not to speak to her. Finally though he stood up and headed toward the back of the room where the girl sat, smiling at her before speaking. “What are you listening to?” he said, trying to break the ice and put them on friendly terms.\n\nShe beamed at him before pulling one bud from her ears and answering. “Baby Got Back,” she snickered, earning another roll of the eyes from Jamie.\n\n“I see you’re intent on being belligerent today too. Do you always make fun of people for their looks or do you save it for mice?” he added.\n\nThe girl scoffed at that. “Who’s making fun! Not my fault you can’t take a compliment. Or you gonna tell me I’m not supposed to appreciate that ass,” she noted, using the thumbs and index finger on both hands to pantomime a camera aimed at his backside.\n\nJamie’s face was red with both embarrassment and frustration again. “That is not even remotely appropriate language for school.”\n\nThe cat’s yellow eyes gleamed in predatory fashion as she rolled her tongue over her teeth. “Oh don’t be so stuffy, the bell hasn’t even rung yet. Though if you wanna keep me behind for detention I won’t complain…”\n\n“Ugh,” was about the only response Jamie could muster. It was easy to see from the gleam in the cat’s eye she knew she had ‘won’ their little verbal engagement. As the mouse turned around to head back to his desk he felt a small paw against his backside, fingers really gripping down and squeezing hard this time, sinking right into one of those thick cheeks like it was dough.\n\nJamie instinctively swatted the hand away and turned about, covering his bottom with his hands. “Young lady!”\n\nAshley withdrew her hand and sucked at her fingers. The smack had been gentle and not been something he’d intended, done purely as a reaction. “Geez teach! I thought they outlawed corporal punishment. Though I can think of some better ways to punish me if you gotta,” she added, sticking her tongue out.\n\n“If you’re this disruptive during class we are not going to get along Ashley,” he scolded before backing away a few steps and once again making the trip back to his desk. Jamie could feel his heart thumping against his chest as he sat back down.\n\nIt wasn’t just the taunting and disrespect that was getting to him, though that certainly would have been annoying enough. Rather it was the fact that the flirting, sincere or not, was exactly the sort he enjoyed. It was a guilty pleasure but Jamie had always had a thing for being objectified a bit, much as he might try to hide it. It was enough to make his chest tingle, but he quickly did his best to push the thought away. He didn’t need to be getting turned on, certainly not at work and absolutely not from one of his students, most of whom weren’t even teenagers yet.\n\nDoing his best to put what Ashley said behind him Jamie prepped his lesson plan for the day. He’d be continuing their study of the industrial revolution and how this led to an explosion of new technology, population growth and various other phenomena that continue to impact the world even today. He was passionate enough about teaching that it was enough to make him forget all about his troubles until class finally did start.\n\nAfter their brief homeroom and roll call Jamie stood to his feet. “Well girls, happy to see you all here again today. As you all probably recall, yesterday we discussed the broad strokes of the industrial revolution. Today we’ll be jumping into more specifics starting with some prominent figures during the time period.” As Jamie said this he turned about and began to write several names across the chalkboard, bending forward as he filled up space. “Now I bet most of you will recognize at least one of these names and that’s Thomas Edison, the coyote most famous for-”\n\nJamie’s lecture was interrupted as a sharp, high-pitched whistle echoed through the room, like a catcall. The mouse’s face turned rosy again as he turned about and saw a number of the class giggling. “Ashley, do I have to excuse you from the room?”\n\nThe cat held her hands up as if in surrender. “Hey, not me this time teach! Though I can’t say I wasn’t thinking the same thing.”\n\n“Really girls?” he said, exasperated. “I get teasing the new teacher, but don’t you think this is going a bit far. I don’t appreciate my body being made fun of,” he noted as he scanned the faces of the class. Though as he did he noticed something about them.\n\nThey were staring, nearly all of them in one way or another. Not the kind of gawking stares someone does out of confusion or morbid interest. Rather these were the stares that excited young adolescents gave to their crushes. He could see a lynx girl named Chaise on one end of the room cupping her chin in her hands as she ogled the curves of his figure. Ai, the red panda from yesterday, was bashfully hiding part of her face behind her binder. The lanky white rabbit named Jasmine was biting her thumb while gazing at him unblinkingly. Whether it had started as a joke or not these young girls seemed to find some allure in their effeminate mouse teacher.\n\nPerhaps it was their young hormones at work coupled with Jamie’s prominent features, or maybe the unexpectedness of having a young man as their teacher. Whatever the case it made Jamie feel distinctly uncomfortable to have all those eyes on him, yet at the same time it was a little exciting too. It made him feel attractive, wanted… sexy.\n\n“Ahem! If we’re all done with the interruptions,” he did his best to ignore the odd feelings stirring in his chest and carry on with the day’s lesson. Unfortunately for him the girls were far from done. Throughout the day he could feel the constant burn of wanting eyes ogling him, the occasional grasp of little hands on his rear as he walked past making him squirm.\n\nEven the girls that weren’t antagonistic about it got in on the act. Amelia, the squirrel that had first questioned him yesterday, accidentally knocked over the teacher’s grading pen from his desk so she could take the opportunity to stare as Jamie bent over to pick it up.\n\nIt was enough that it was a relief when class finally ended. The rest of his classrooms weren’t nearly so rambunctious and went by comparatively smoothly. Still, it left Jamie dreading coming back in for homeroom the following day.\n\nUnfortunately as he would quickly learn the days all seemed to follow this same pattern. He was repeatedly groped, catcalled, stared at and outright flirted with by Ashley who seemed to be the ringleader of the rest of the class. Not only was it uncomfortable, but it also made it all but impossible to teach with so many distractions and with his nerves shot all day. It was to the point that his first period class was starting to fall significantly behind the others in the curriculum.\n\nJamie had considered going to the principal regarding this, but what could he even say? That his whole class was molesting him? His having this job was already tenuous enough as is without adding potential scandal to the matter. The week was stressful enough that the mouse found himself relieved when Friday finally came around.\n\n[center]***[/center]\n\nJamie’s roommate Damien had been cackling all night to the point you’d think he was actually a hyena. The chihuahua took another spoonful of ice cream from his bowl as the glow of the movie on television lit up the otherwise dark living room of their apartment.\n\n“God, that’s too goddamned funny. You can’t tell me it’s not,” the canine giggled to himself, adorned in a pair of pink pajamas. “I mean they actually assigned you to a girl’s school. Come on hon, that’s fucking funny.”\n\nJamie rolled his eyes. “It’s really not,” the rodent said with a sigh. “And as if that weren’t bad enough, one of my classes just will not listen at all. I just can’t seem to get them under control,” he added with frustration. Of course he didn’t bother to mention the nature of just why they weren’t listening.\n\nDamien hummed as he took another bite of vanilla from his bowl, neither of them paying much attention to the cheap comedy on tv. “Well, why not try giving them some incentive?” he suggested. “Say if they do well you’ll do a movie day. Or get the top student pizza. That kinda junk always worked on my classes as a kid,” he noted.\n\n“Huh, you know that’s not a bad idea,” the mouse said, eating a bite of his own chocolate ice cream. “I’ll try it. Thanks Damien!” Maybe if he was lucky it’d even direct their attention onto something else.\n\nWith a bow the chihuahua patted at his roommate’s back. “Hey, that’s what friends are for. Now let’s relax and enjoy the weekend.”\n\n[center]***[/center]\n\nOf course nothing could keep Monday away forever. Before long it was back to Cherrywood Middle School and with it his rambunctious homeroom class. Jamie stood before them after taking roll call, the girls chattering amongst themselves as usual.\n\n“Hello again everybody, great to see you all again,” he said, noting the familiar faces were all back with no absences, something he was grateful for. “I know things got off to a rough start last week, but I’d like to make things right between all of us. There’s a test on our current curriculum this Friday and, to be blunt, I don’t think many of you will be ready for it. Which is why…” he paused for effect. “I’ve decided that I’ll be buying the top three performers pizza for lunch. Won’t that be great?” Jamie clasped his hands together and scanned their faces to see how they all took the news.\n\nThe girls in the room glanced at one another and, while there was some mild enthusiasm among a few, most seemed to shrug at the offer.\n\nFrom the back of the room Ashley’s familiar voice called out. “How about a lap dance for the top score instead?” the black cat called out.\n\nThis earned some giggles from the other girls and a groan from Jamie. If it had ended there it would have been bad enough, but rather than die down he heard the girl’s start to speak up. Softly at first, to the point he couldn’t hear them, but soon their voices rose in pitch.\n\n“Lap dance… Lap dance… Lap dance! Lap dance! Lap dance!” the chorus of preteen girls chanted in unison, like the audience at a rock concert demanding their favorite band be brought out.\n\nJamie felt himself panic as the class grew louder, terrified that someone in one of the adjacent rooms or the nearby hall might hear. Without thinking and desperate to quiet them down he quickly spoke up. “Yes! Okay! Lap dance it is! Now shush!” he stammered, realizing his mistake immediately after the fact.\n\nThe girls all glanced at each other in shock. Even Ashley looked stunned.\n\nOf course Jamie immediately realized his mistake. “Er, wait, that’s definitely not-”\n\n“Uh uh! Can’t take it back now!” Maddison, a fruit bat in the middle row, spoke up and earned a cry of agreement from several other girls.\n\nJamie frowned as he realized he’d backed himself into a corner now. “Girls, there’s no way I can do that. I’d lose my job!” he broke any sense of authority and tried to plead with them, hoping for some empathy from the class.\n\n“Not if we don’t tell,” the black cat Ashley once again said. “Which we won’t, right girls?” she said as she gestured to her fellow students. The rest of the girls nodded along with a few answering ‘yeah’ or the like.\n\nThere was no point in his life he felt as backed into a corner as this, the mouse sitting back on his desk with a resigned sigh. “I suppose I can’t take it back now,” he huffed. The girls exchanged eager looks with each other as he tried to come to terms with it himself. Was he actually going to go through with this? He kept telling himself no, but at the same time he never expected to get in a situation like this in the first place and didn’t have the faintest clue how to get out.\n\n[center]***[/center]\n\nTo Jamie’s surprise and despite things not going how he had wanted, the new incentive seemed to be working, for the most part. He did still have to put up with wandering eyes and the occasional grab to his backside, yet over the next few days all of the girls were far more studious than they normally had been. They paid attention to his lectures, turned in their homework and even asked questions relevant to the curriculum. It was a shocking change and it was hard to believe that all this was just because they were lusting after his backside.\n\nBefore long it was Thursday, with the day of the big test tomorrow and Jamie’s first period heading out for the rest of their classes. Ashley was the last out of the room as usual, the feline stopping by the teacher’s desk and grinning at him, her black tail flicking behind her. “Hey, not gonna wuss out on us tomorrow are you?”\n\n“Ashley, I really don’t need this right now. I have other classes to teach,” Jamie tried to dismiss her.\n\nThe black cat remained undeterred though. “Yeah, yeah, I’ll be going. Just make sure you wear something nice tomorrow, cause I’m totally acing that test sweet cheeks. If you’re a good boy you can sit in my lap and tell me what you want for Christmas,” she chuckled and waved as she headed out the door, leaving Jamie to ponder over what the hell he was going to do. He really needed to back out of this promise, but if he did it might only end up making more trouble for him.\n\n[center]***[/center]\n\nThere was little time to think on it as the following day seemed to arrive in the blink of an eye. Jamie had worn a pair of long khakis with a black tank top, hoping a modest look might deter his students.\n\nJamie passed out the tests to the class, all of the girls looking more eager than he’d ever seen any student to get a test. “Now remember, be detailed and include all relevant information in your written responses. And absolutely no cheating. I’ll be watching carefully,” he said, the girls putting pencil to paper nearly as soon as he finished speaking.\n\nIt was shockingly quiet, probably the most his classroom had been since the start of the year with everyone focusing on the task at hand. No cheating either by the looks of it. Eventually after some time had passed the girls began to hand in their tests one by one, with Ashley showing up around the middle of the pack. The feline said nothing, but did wink at Jamie as she set her paper into the pile.\n\nJamie began to grade them, impressed with the scores given they’d had to cram nearly two weeks of classes into one. Jasmine, the white rabbit, was the last to turn hers in. “I hope I did okay,” The tall bunny girl said. “I’m not great at tests.”\n\n“I’m sure you did, dear,” Jamie told her reassuringly. “I’ll be done with the grading soon.” Despite the grief they’d caused him, the rodent still wanted to be encouraging to his students. They were only kids after all and it was still his job as a teacher to support them. That was what he’d gotten into this career for, even if it was easy to lose sight of it now.\n\nAs he got closer and closer to the end of the pile the mouse did find himself hesitating to finish though, knowing he’d need to announce who the top score was. Finally the last of the papers was graded and logged into his computer, Jamie passing them back out to the girls.\n\n“I’m very impressed girls. Not a single grade below a B, you did good work,” he started in a more formal tone before pausing for a few seconds. “As to the um, winner… that would be Amelia,” he said, gesturing to the squirrel girl who gasped in surprise.\n\nThe other girls cheered and looked at one another excitedly as Jamie felt a sinking feeling in his stomach. Wordlessly Ashley stood up and slipped behind Amelia, pulling her chair out until it was in the center of the room for all to see. “Lucky. Make sure he gives you a good one,” the black cat whispered into the squirrel’s ear.\n\nAmelia’s freckled face was flushed as she sat there, with the rest of the class all staring at Jamie expectantly. The mouse looked back at them nervously. “Girls, I really don’t think-”\n\nA chorus of loud ‘boos’ quickly interrupted him and made it evident that there was no wiggling out of this deal he’d made.\n\n“Okay, okay, just give me a moment,” the mouse told them, pausing and glancing to the doors. He quickly made sure the shades were drawn and doors locked before returning to where the girl sat. He stepped forward and regarded Amelia who sported a pleated green skirt and a matching, dark green top along with it. She was just 4’4”, more than a foot shorter than Jamie’s 5’7”, something which only made him feel all the more awkward. Not that any of the girls in the class were as tall as him.\n\nReluctantly he reached out and touched the girl’s shoulders with his hands, earning a gentle gasp from her. Shifting forward the rodent lowered himself down gently until he could feel the soft flesh of his bottom just graze against her skinny little legs, wincing as he did. With another few inches he found himself sitting on the girl’s lap.\n\nPoor Amelia was practically shuddering, the pink of her skin showing right through her short brown fur and making it evident how exciting all this was for the young girl. No doubt this was the most intimate thing she’d ever experienced. The rest of the class were gawking with wide eyes, some faint whispers among them as though they were amazed Jamie had actually gone through with it.\n\n“That’s no lap dance, come on, move those hips!” Ashley called, earning some support from the rest of the classroom in the form of jeers.\n\nRather than try to argue with the mob of preteens Jamie closed his eyes and began to gyrate his hips, the soft fat of his bottom grinding and rubbing into Amelia’s lap underneath him, brushing back and forth along it with only the thin fabric of their clothes separating them.\n\n“Eeh! Oh my gosh!” the squirrel girl said, covering her face with her hands as she shuddered under the ministrations of her effeminate teacher, feeling him grinding his bottom into her.\n\nSome excited jeers and whistles were heard from the other girls as he grinded and moved his body in a slow, sensual rhythm. Jamie kept his eyes closed the whole time and tried to divorce himself from the proceedings as much as possible.\n\nAnd yet… the mouse couldn’t deny feeling his own heart race as he rubbed his ass against this young girl’s body, shifting and moving and gyrating against her. Feeling her shiver and squirm with excitement only served to enhance his own enjoyment. These girls wanted him badly. He was their object of desire and lust, something that was thrilling in its own way. Of all the things their pubescent hormones could have latched onto to get excited about for some reason they’d all been drawn to him in unison.\n\nJamie’s heart thumped against his chest and he leaned forward to whisper into Amelia’s ear. “Lemme know if it’s too much,” he cooed in a soft tone that made her ear twitch and tingle. The rodent stood to his feet and the girls let out an ‘awww’ in unison, presuming the erotic moment was over.\n\nInstead though Jamie turned about to face away from Amelia before crouching down, pressing his hands to his knees and sticking his ass out to make it all the more visible for all to see, just inches away from the girl. The mouse started to shake his hips up and down, twerking right in front of the squirrel, a move that earned squeals of delight from around the room.\n\nAmelia’s eyes lit up and the squirrel reached out, placing her hands on her teacher’s rump and squeezing as it bounced up and down in front of her, cheeks shaking with only his snug pants holding them in place. Her grasp made Jamie shudder and let out a faint moan through the class, their teacher that’d done everything to avoid this making that whorish noise. His knees practically trembled from the sensation of what he was doing, how good it felt to be wanted like this and how wrong it was to do it here of all places.\n\nBefore he could go further Jamie’s eyes opened and the mouse stood upright. “Ahem!” he dusted himself off and turned about, holding his hands in front of him in a chaste fashion. “Well, I believe that’s more than enough, I think you’ll all agree. I hope you girls see that there are rewards for doing well…” he noted, feeling the heat under his fur and his heart racing in his chest so quickly he thought it was going to explode.\n\nWordlessly the entire class nodded in unison. “Amelia, if you’d return to your seat we can begin talking about our next curriculum I think. I’m sure you’ll all be eager for when the next test comes around after all.”\n\nThis might have been the first big reward after all, but it was far from the last. Jamie had felt the excitement of breaking the ultimate taboo after all, felt the lustful eyes of his students on him. And now a part of him, deep down, wanted more just as much as they did, even if he couldn’t admit it to himself yet.\n\n[center]***[/center]\n\nThe following few weeks brought more tests, and with them more rewards. Jamie had found the right teaching tool to motivate the girls in his first period class and now he was happy to use it to his advantage. As the weeks went by he found himself giving several different girls their own sultry dances, his body grinding up against theirs, hot breath beating on their faces as they sat in their seats and enjoyed the sensual movements of his body.\n\nA few different girls had won now. The red panda Ai had trembled so much he thought she was going to have a heart attack when he wiggled his butt in her tiny lap. The loudmouthed lynx Chaise was left dumbstruck as he bounced his ass just inches from her face. And even Jasmine, the athletic rabbit had managed to win once, the lanky girl tall enough that he could almost kiss her with how near their faces were as he bounced on her knee. Amusingly enough for all her talk Ashley hadn’t managed to make the top grade yet, something that seemed to rather annoy the black cat.\n\nSeveral months of this had gone by though with the occasional lap dance on big test days. Jamie had fully fallen into the taboo secret he and his favorite class shared. Not only his favorite, but also his best performing class. The promise of teachers’ ass seemed to be enough to motivate them to achieve anything. That was why he had something special planned for the girls this week.\n\nIt was October now, with the hot Summer days giving way to cool Autumn winds and early evenings. Jamie smiled as he greeted the girls on Monday. “Hello class!”\n\n“Hello Mr. Auburn!” they practically sang in unison, all eager to curry his favor in the hopes of something exciting happening, though outside of the special rewards for his tests none had received anything yet.\n\n“That’s what I like to hear,” Jamie told them, keeping the composure of the gentle teacher at all times save for those singular days where he let himself go wild. “I’m sure you all know our big, quarterly test is coming up at the end of this week. It’s going to be a doozy, but I know you’ll all do great,” he told them proudly.\n\nThere was a momentary pause as he let the moment linger, glancing out the window. “In fact, I’m so sure that I wanted to let you all know I have a very, very special surprise in store for the whole class if you can all get an A on this week’s exam on Friday. This’ll be even better than the usual rewards, I assure you. And for whoever gets the top score… well, let’s just say they’re gonna be in for something really special,” he said, winking to the girls.\n\nEveryone glanced to one another with various excited and curious looks in their eyes before one of the girls, a doe named Beatrice, spoke up. “What’s the reward?”\n\n“Aw, you know I can’t say, that would spoil the surprise,” Jamie teased. It felt nice to have the shoe on the other foot, with the girls now hanging on his every word. “But I can promise you if you’ve liked the prizes for past tests, well you’re all gonna love this one.”\n\nAshley in the back was surprisingly quiet this time, though a determined look had formed in the feline’s yellow eyes as the rest of the class nodded in understanding. They all knew what they had to do and seemed ready to put their minds to it.\n\nThat week saw the girls frantically studying their textbooks, asking questions and busying themselves with learning the material inside and out. Of course Jamie offered help wherever he could, though he had also grown into his role as the girls’ alluring teacher. He would simultaneously offer help to one girl while bending forward to wave his bottom right in front of another tantalizingly. Jamie got to indulge both his love of teaching and his secret dark desire to be a total, wanton slut at the same time and he was loving every minute of it.\n\n[center]***[/center]\n\nAfter a long week of study the day of the test arrived, Jamie dressed up in a long, dark yellow dress with a matching sash wrapped around his waist. He had applied his eyeliner extra heavily today, giving the impression of a dark outline around each eye. As he stood at the front of the class he looked about the room. “Okay girls, as you know this is a multiple choice test except for the last five questions. You’ve all worked hard so just do your best. Everyone in here is a winner no matter what happens,” he told them with a smile.\n\nOf course despite his words of assurance you could see the determination in the faces of these preteen girls. None of them were going to accept less than an A with what was riding on the line, even if they weren’t 100% sure of what that was themselves. At Jamie’s signal they quickly put pencils to paper, the sound of lead etching onto the test sheets filling the room as Jamie sat up at the front with a smile on his face.\n\nAside from the occasional glance to their teacher the classroom seemed to have a laser focus on their work. The clock ticked away while they busied themselves with their task, passing the thirty minute mark and leaving only half the test time remaining. It was shortly after that several students began to turn in their tests, with others taking their time still and going over the questions in careful fashion.\n\nJamie began to grade as one by one the rest of the girls turned in their tests. The final one was Ashley, leaving hers off at the desk just five minutes before the timer was up and looking surprisingly nervous despite her typically confident demeanor. It was only a few minutes later that Jamie had finished grading them, standing up and heading to the front of his desk to address the class.\n\n“Well girls, I have to say I’m unbelievably proud. Every single one of you got an A on today’s test. You really worked hard on this and that means you deserve something really special in return,” he told them.\n\n“Who scored highest!” Amelia called out to the teacher.\n\nAt the front the teacher went about his usual routine of locking the classroom doors and drawing the curtains, only this time there was an extra touch as he flicked off the lights, leaving the room dark. Jamie turned on the dim lightbulb of his desk lamp, leaving the front of the room with a faint glow that made it seem almost as though there were a spotlight on him alone, the girls all gazing at the illuminated mouse.\n\n“Oh don’t worry, I’ll reveal who the big winner is soon. But before that I did promise there’d be a prize for everyone,” he said. The rodent placed his phone on his desk and with a flick a low, thumping music track began to gently play, the heavy baseline pounding in a metronome like rhythm.\n\nThe entire classroom watched with bated breath, several of the girls standing and moving in closer to get a better vantage point. Jamie gently thumped his hips from one side to another in rhythm with the music as it played, swishing them back and forth, his dress swaying along with them.\n\nAs a beat came into the song the mouse reached down and took hold of the end of his sash, slowly tugging it outward until the knot it was tied into came loose. He let go of the thin piece of yellow fabric which fluttered to the ground, his dress swaying more wildly now. Several of the girls gasped and looked to one another in shock as if unsure if this was happening.\n\nJamie grinned to them, his black hair swinging to and fro’ as he moved his body, the girly mouse boy sitting up on his desk and kicking off each of his sandals one at a time, earning whistles and jeers from the preteen girls viewing the depraved burlesque show. As he shifted down back onto his feet and the floor he leaned forward and grabbed hold of the bottom of his dress, lifting it up little by little and revealing more and more of his pale, white-furred legs to them. It wasn’t long before he had tugged it all the way up to his thigh, turning about to let them get a view of the back of his legs as well.\n\n“More!” Chaise, the lynx, called out gleefully.\n\nShe wouldn’t be left wanting for long as Jamie pulled the dress up higher, tugging it above his waist and pulling it over his head to toss the frilly thing aside. The whole class gasped and shrieked in unison as they all laid eyes on what their teacher was wearing underneath, which was to say not much of anything. The sole article of clothing the rodent wore now was a stringy black thong, the back of which disappeared entirely between his round, white ass cheeks as they wobbled and bounced back and forth. The front of the thong gently cradled his manhood, hinting at a prominent bulge that remained hidden for now as he let the girls focus on his ass. That after all was what they really wanted and had been drawn to in the first place.\n\n“Oh my gosh!”\n\n“I can’t believe this!”\n\n“He really took everything off!”\n\nSeveral cries came from the crowd of twenty-some girls present for their teacher’s debased show. Those fat cheeks they’d lusted after were now visible for the whole class of almost-teens to see and gawk at. Not a single one could pull their eyes away. They could see the fat of his cheeks rippled as he twerked and moved his hips, hands pressed against the front of his desk.\n\nJamie gave off a low moan that echoed through the room before crawling up and onto his desk, sitting on it on his knees and giving these girls a perfect view of his ass. He felt like a complete, shameless slut and loved every second of it. All their eyes were on him. All of them wanted him. These girls would do anything to have his ass.\n\nHe glanced back at them, a new look in his eyes past that dark eyeliner, one of someone who wanted nothing more than to indulge their every deviant desire. But of course only one of them would get the privilege today. The one girl who’d managed to ace her test.\n\nWordlessly Jamie pointed his finger toward Ashley, the black cat who was hunched forward across one of the desks. For a moment she glanced around, unsure if he was actually directing his attention to her, but several other girls nodded in affirmation. With a crook of his finger Jamie beckoned the feline girl to come closer.\n\nWith tentative steps she headed toward the front of the class, standing before the desk Jamie had perched on until his nearly naked ass was right in front of her face. “Mmn, bet you didn’t think you’d be up here huh?” Jamie cooed to her, his voice no longer that of the meek teacher but of the icon of lust he had become.\n\n“Not really,” the confident girl admitted nervously, a gulp in her throat.\n\nThe rodent smirked, reaching a hand back to brush his fingers over her cheek, nails gently caressing her skin through the cat’s fur. Her own pitch black fur was a stark contrast with his which was white as snow. Jamie’s hand reached down, grasping the thing string at the back of his thong and pulling it aside. Along with it he used his fingers to tug one of those fat, pillowy ass cheeks aside and give Ashley, along with the rest of the girls, a view of that tight pink hole that was nestled between them.\n\nA unified gasp was heard from the girls in the back, though Ashley merely stared, those yellow eyes of hers going as wide as saucers as she gazed at Jamie’s tight, puckered ring. Her eyes glanced at his face as if looking for approval.\n\n“Well, go on sweetie. Claim your reward. Or am I gonna have to give it to another girl hmn?”\n\nNearly as soon as the words left his mouth several of her classmates raised their hands, but Ashley shook her head. It was her prize after all, she’d been waiting for this moment. The feline licked the corners of her mouth hungrily and reached out both hands, grabbing one of Jamie’s ass cheeks tightly with each.\n\nHer face leaned in further, so close that the mouse could feel the warmth of her breath beating against his hole, making the boy’s ring twitch and sending a shiver up his spine. Ashley closed her eyes and let her tongue slip out, giving a long and slow lick up the crack of her teacher’s ass, tongue dragging over his hole and drawing out a groan from the boy. The rest of the class cheered in unison.\n\nOf course she didn’t stop at just one little lick though, her tongue lapping at that perfect pink asshole again–and again–and again. Each time she could taste that pure, pristine flesh, clean and delicate and oh so worth it. Her mouth pushed to his hole and locked it into a kiss, smooching Jamie’s back door in the same way one would kiss a long lost lover. Only this was the twelve year old feline’s first kiss. For all her big talk she had never even kissed a boy before, yet now was making out with this beautiful rodent boy’s backside. And she wouldn’t have traded it for the world.\n\n“Mmn!” Jamie moaned, reaching back to place a hand on Ashley’s head, scratching gently behind one of her ears. “That’s it honey. Worship my ass. You love it don’t you?” he cooed at her.\n\nAshley nodded her head as she continued to noisily slurp at Jamie’s hole, the messy sounds of her kissing and licking echoing through the room. “Mhm!” the muffled answer came from the cat, her spit running down the crack of his ass as he wiggled and shook it in her face, making his pale white-furred cheeks wobble against her own dark coat of fur.\n\n“Yeah, make out with my hole baby,” he huffed, feeling the front of his thong straining to hold his excitement as he pushed back against her tongue that grinded against him. Jamie was utterly lost in the moment, one hand stroking Ashley’s head while the other pinched at his own nipple. He had lost every ounce of inhibition that restrained him, turning into a complete whore for his classroom.\n\nDING DING DING!\n\nThe sound of the bell to switch classes alerted him back to reality, and the rest of the class along with it. Jamie’s eyes widened as he pulled forward, his ass tugging from Ashley’s face. A string of fresh, wet saliva clung between her lips and his hole, the lewd bridge lingering for several seconds before snapping as he turned about and slid back on to the ground on his feet.\n\nHurriedly the mouse slipped his sandals back on and reached down to collect his discarded clothes, dressing himself once more in a rush. Ashley wiped at her mouth with her arm, feeling the heat beneath her fur and thankful her black coat made any blush nearly impossible to see.\n\n“Well…” Jamie said, returning to his usual gentle teacher voice. “That was quite an eventful day wasn’t it?” he sighed as he tied the sash to his dress back around his waist once more. The mouse raised the curtains once more to the outside world and unlocked the doors, flicking the lights back on. In an instant the depravity of the room had vanished like something that had been a dream. “As I said I’m very proud of you all. Look forward to next week when we start studying the history of Japan. It’s a favorite subject of mine!” he said excitedly.\n\nThe girls began to grab their things and depart for their next class. All save for Ashley who stood there staring at Jamie as he returned to his desk and began preparing the tests to hand out for his next class. The sudden shift felt surreal, but the lingering taste of sleek flesh on her tongue made it evident it had all been quite real.\n\n“Uh, Mr. Jam- er, Auburn,” she said while glancing to him.\n\nJamie looked up with a smile and giggled. “I think that’s the first time you’ve called me something other than ‘teach’ Ashley,” he noted.\n\n“Yeah, sorry for giving you a hard time,” she noted and scratched the back of her head. “Um, did I really get the best score, cause I was worried I wouldn’t even get an A,” she said with surprise.\n\nAfter a quick glance to make sure the rest of the girls were gone Jamie looked to Ashley and shook his head. “Nope. You got an 85. But… that can stick between us huh?” he said with a wink to her. “Of course if you wanna improve your grade maybe we’ll do some private lessons one day huh?” he suggested, just a hint of that sultry tone coming back.\n\nThe preteen girl’s eyes widened and she nodded excitedly. “Oh hell yeah! You know I’m down for a booty call,” the cat said with a wide grin, her confident demeanor returning. “Uh, anyway, gotta hurry or I’ll be late for my next class.”\n\nWith that the girl departed and Jamie shook his head. No doubt the rest of his classes weren’t going to be nearly as eventful as this one, but he was sure there was still plenty in store for the girls in period one. After all, the year had still only just begun.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Jamie squinted, staring at the white-furred mouse in the mirror with a skeptical look as he applied just a touch of eyeliner. “Today is gonna be the start of something great,” he whispered to himself like a mantra before adjusting his top, an elegant white blouse which had been tucked into a pair of form-fitting, black slacks. Long, dark hair spilled down past the rodent’s round ears, cascading across his shoulders like a black veil. He was the very picture of feminine elegance, with a slender and athletic figure… well, all save for one area.

The young man glanced over his shoulder and sighed as he regarded his backside. Despite all his dieting, workouts and anything else he had tried, the fact of the matter remained. His butt was fat. Really damn fat. He hopped on his feet once just to test and even despite the snug confines of his pants it still bounced and wobbled briefly before settling back into place, like a bowl of jello that’d been shaken. “Ugh, I look like I belong in a burlesque show.” The mouse’s pink tail which poked through a small hole just above his rear flicked to one side, indifferent to his dismay.

A voice echoed from the bathroom down the hall. “Honey you need to relax,” Damien called out as he pushed the door open. Steam billowed out from the freshly used shower as the brown chihuahua sauntered down the hall, an equally slender and effeminate man, minus the junk in the trunk, adorned in a pink bathrobe and currently brushing his teeth with one hand and typing away something on his phone with the other. “You know how much I’d pay to have an ass like that?” he said before giving it a playful smack.

With a yelp Jamie jumped, glaring at his roommate before sighing and shaking off the annoyance. “Yeah, yeah, I know. Just nervous about the first day. I wanna look professional!”

Damien met his friend’s fear with a dismissive wave. “You’re gonna do great! Besides, how hard can teaching history to a bunch of little brats be? If they’re anything like I was at that age they’re all stupid as hell. Anyway, you need a ride buddy?”

“Hey, don’t be mean!” Jamie scolded, though shook his head at the followup question. “And nope, I’m driving myself!” he said with a confident grin, lifting up the briefcase containing his lesson plans for the day.

The chihuahua offered a wide smile as the two friends said their farewells with a mutual kiss on the cheek. “Break a leg then hon! Can’t wait to hear all about it.”

And so with confidence Jamie headed out from his apartment, taking the elevator down to the ground floor and stepping outside to breathe in the crisp, early morning air. It was just before sunrise, the rodent eager to arrive early and prep for his first day. Although it was late August it had been unseasonably cool this month, something he regarded as a good omen.

Jamie’s car was an old, but reliable red sedan, a gift from his mother for completing his teaching degree and one he’d learned to love even if he’d been apprehensive initially about owning such an old vehicle. He let himself zone out and think about the day ahead while he took the several mile long trip to Cherrywood Middle School. Cherrywood was a small and isolated city, most of the townsfolk employed by the local medical facility that was outside the city limits, which meant it was surprisingly wealthy and prosperous for its size.

As Jamie pulled into the teacher’s parking area he was pleased to see that he was among the first here, slipping in through the open front door. The scent of lingering ammonia struck him, the tiles freshly mopped and scrubbed just a few hours earlier by the overnight cleaning crew. He knew in just a few hours those same empty halls would be overrun by fresh-faced students, some eager, some anxious and some dreading the new year.

A few minutes and a short climb up the stairs later he had slipped into room 204. Mr. Auburn’s seventh grade class, World History. Three rows of shared tables that each housed four students ran down the left and right sides of the room, making for a classroom that could house up to 24 students. The wall next to the entrance doors was lined with numerous pictures of famous historical figures, maps of important places and countless other pieces of inspiration for a learning mind. There were chalkboards in both the back and front of the room, the former of which had a well-done bust of Lincoln etched onto it, the famous lynx’s stony features captured with surprising skill. Jamie made a mental note to ask and see which of the staff had drawn it, it’d almost be a shame to erase it.

The front chalkboard was empty and naturally had Jamie’s desk positioned just in front of it. At the moment it was empty save for some textbooks stuffed into the drawers, loose sheets of paper and a finely built globe that looked like it had occupied that very spot for years, yet was nonetheless polished and well cared for. The mouse smiled to himself as he began to unpack his briefcase, laying out sheets at each of the student’s seats in preparation for their arrival, as well as writing his own name up on the front chalkboard in cursive.

“Okay, everything in its place. And now we wait!” Jamie clapped his hands together in self-satisfaction before taking a seat at the front of the room. There was just over an hour before homeroom began and he was as eager as he was nervous to start his teaching career in earnest. It was hard to believe he was starting with a classroom of his own at just 25. He had expected to substitute for at least a few years before coming this far.

***


An hour doesn’t last nearly as long as it seems since the time seemed to vanish in an instant. Before long the sounds of traffic outside was all too audible to those large mouse ears. The bustling noise of children coming and going filled the halls as they shuffled in and found their way to their assigned classrooms. The first of his own students began to fill in, a rabbit and a tabby cat that looked to be close friends chatted as they entered. Jamie offered a smile and a gentle wave in their direction, but opted to save the introductions for when everyone had arrived. No sense in giving out the same spiel over and over.

It didn’t take long either as over the course of the next fifteen minutes every single seat in the 24-student room had been filled out. Seeing that no one was absent, or even late by more than a few minutes, was to him another good omen for the year about to come. The students were a mix of mammals of numerous species, most chatting with their neighbors or friends and with their books and binders set out on their desks. Jamie took a moment to compose himself before finally standing up and addressing the classroom.

Despite his efforts not to appear too enthusiastic the rodent’s happiness betrayed itself as he clasped his hands together. “Hello everyone. It’s great to meet you all. I’m going to be your homeroom and history teacher this year. My name is Mr. Auburn,” he said before gesturing to the board. “Though you can call me Mr. Jamie if you like. I’m really excited to spend the year togeth-” He paused as he saw that a girl in the front row had raised her hand. It was a young squirrel girl with short, fluffy hair and whose brown fur was dotted with darker freckles. “Oh, hello there. Did you have a question dear?” he asked, gesturing to her.

The girl nodded her head before speaking up. “Are you a man?”

Jamie chuckled softly before nodding. “That I am,” he answered without missing a beat. It was hardly the first time he’d gotten that sort of question given his appearance. It usually didn’t bother him as long as the person asking was respectful about it. In the case of his student he took it as simple innocent curiosity. “I know I might look or dress differently than many of the men you know, but I’ve very much been one since the day I was born and would appreciate it if you'd all address me as such,” he added politely. As he gave his prepared answer the very same girl had raised her hand again, to which he gestured again. “Yes?”

“Why?”

This time Jamie did look perplexed by the monosyllabic question. “Why what dear? Why am I a man?” he asked, the confusion on his face obvious.

She nodded her head in response. “Yeah. This is an all girls school. Aren’t all the teachers supposed to be girls too?”

“An all girls…?” the mouse started before glancing across the room. It was only now that he noticed that every single one of his students was a young girl. “Oh dear…” Jamie muttered in a whisper under his breath. He could feel the anxiety building up in his head as he clasped his hands together again. “I’m sorry girls, but I need to go speak with the other faculty for just a moment. If you could all turn to page 243 in your textbooks and begin reading about The Industrial Revolution until I return. Then you can introduce yourselves to me!”

Nearly as soon as the words left his mouth Jamie was out the classroom door, though he could hear a few giggles from the girls he had left behind as he power walked down the hall toward the school’s entryway and the principal’s office. As he walked he scanned the faces of everyone he passed, students and faculty alike.

“Girl. Girl. Girl. Girl. Girl,” the rodent spoke to himself inaudibly as he rushed. He’d hoped to see someone that’d prove what he feared wrong, praying that this was just a silly prank on the new teacher by his students. Every new face he saw only seemed to confirm that it seemed very much true. Cherrygrove Middle was a girl’s school.

The mouse paused in front of the principal’s office, the name ‘Victoria Chermaigne’ etched in gold lettering on the dark plate just beside it. He rapped at the door three times while trying to settle down his breathing. After a few seconds a muffled “Come in,” was just barely audible from the other side.

With a gentle push Jamie pushed the door open and stepped inside, though he didn’t see the face he’d expected. Sitting at the desk in front of him was a middle-aged, dark furred wolf woman, sporting a navy blue suit, her graying hair pulled back into a bun and a set of thick, dark-framed glasses sitting on the bridge of her snout. She smiled softly to him and beckoned Jamie to sit across from her. “Welcome,” she greeted in a slightly raspy voice that hinted at a former smoker.

“Oh, erm. I’m sorry, I thought this was Principal Chermaigne’s office,” Jamie said, hoping the next words out of her mouth were directions to the right person.

The lupine woman chuckled softly. “Ah, my predecessor. I’m afraid she’s finally decided to retire! She’s a wonderful woman and has done plenty for this school, but age catches up with all of us eventually,” she remarked fondly. “I’m the new principal, Virginia Harthwood. It was a bit of a last minute decision so I’m still waiting on the new nameplate to come in unfortunately. I’ll be happy to address any concerns you may have though. Are you a parent of someone here?” she asked, though her gaze made it apparent she was sure he was a bit too young for that to be the case. “Or an older sibling perhaps?”

“Um, no, neither,” Jamie answered, biting his tongue for a moment. “I’m actually a new teacher and I’m a bit confused. Jamie Auburn,” he added, hoping the name would help.

Virginia squinted, incredulous, before taking out a sheet of paper from among the pile on her desk and running down the list of names. “Hm, that name is here, but that doesn’t make any sense…” she hummed to herself, confused but maintaining her composure as she mulled it over.

“So… this is a girl’s school?” Jamie asked despite being certain he wouldn’t like the answer.

“Correct,” Virginia nodded. “Which is why I don’t understand why your name is on my list if you are Mr. Auburn.” Despite his feminine looks most could tell he was a man even at first glance, Virginia among them. Usually only people who saw him from behind or at a distance mistook the mouse for anything else, though other mistakes did occasionally happen.

Somehow the simple bluntness of her answer made it easier to accept. “I don’t understand how this could have happened. I met with Principal Chermaigne herself. She said she was excited to have me!”

The wolf sighed and took off her glasses, rubbing over the glass with her thumb. “I think I’m beginning to understand…” she muttered, looking at him with a knowing glance.

“I would certainly appreciate it if you could explain…” Jamie said, his polite demeanor giving way to the slightest hint of impatience as he stood across from the seated woman.

“Well,” Virginia started. “As I mentioned to you earlier, the old girl was getting on in age. Both her eyesight and hearing were starting to go. I think that, given your… delicate looks and her poor sight she might well have made the mistake of thinking you a young woman,” she explained. “Perhaps you should sit down,” she added, able to see the mouse’s chest rising and falling as his breathing picked up.

Jamie’s heart sank and he slumped into the chair seated across from the principal, placing his head into his hands. “I don’t…” It made sense though. He had recalled how elderly the old bear woman he met had been, not to mention needing to repeat himself a few times when he introduced himself. “I guess you’re right,” he resigned himself.

Virginia stood upright, heading around the desk and placing a sympathetic hand on his shoulder, palm patting at the mouse’s back while he let all this sink in. For a few minutes the room was silent.

“I suppose this means I’m out of a job?” he said dejectedly, glancing up toward her.

Another momentary pause as Virginia lifted the hand from his back to tap at her own chin. “Hmn. Maybe not.”

Jamie’s tail flicked as he raised a brow. “But, it’s a girl’s school. Surely I’d have to go?”

The principal shook her head. “Not necessarily. While it is tradition that we hire only women as staff there’s nothing explicitly forbidding a man from being a teacher here. I imagine some of the parents might be against it. But then again who knows. You make a good enough impression on them and they might not care.”

Her answer was surprising, but not unwelcome. “So, I should stay?”

“I think it’d hardly be fair of me to fire you on your first day over a mistake like this. And besides that it’d be a pain in the rear to find someone to replace you right now. Why not stay and see how things stick out? Of course we do tend to rely on the local community so if they end up unhappy with you my hands are probably tied. But I’ve seen wilder plans turn out well.”

It was surprising just how accommodating she was being, Jamie feeling his spirits lift, if only a little. He stood to his feet and took the principal’s hand between both of his own before shaking it in gratitude. “Thank you so much ma’am! I won’t waste this opportunity!” he said excitedly.

“I’d hope not,” she said with a soft smile before ushering him with a wave of her hand. “Now shoo. I’d better make sure the rest of the staff know about this. Don’t want anyone getting confused. We’ll discuss this more in-depth at the next staff conference,” she said, returning to her seat and continuing to mull over the many documents on her desk.

There was a sense of both dread and exultation in the air as he returned to his classroom. He’d have to really work hard and make sure he was the best teacher these girls had ever had! He paused in front of the entrance to his room and dusted himself off again before gently slipping inside. Though as soon as he opened the door he was met with a cacophony of voices. It was clear the girls hadn’t bothered reading and taken the opportunity to chat amongst themselves.

Rather than scold Jamie simply tapped at his desk to announce his presence once more. He was enough of a peculiarity to the class still that most of them immediately directed their attention back to the mysterious new teacher. “So sorry about that girls. As I mentioned before I’m Mr. Auburn and happy to be your homeroom and World History teacher. In fact, as I’ve just been made aware, I’m the first male teacher in the history of Cherrywood Middle School. Go figure!”

This earned another round of giggles from the class who seemed surprised, but also amused at this unexpected revelation. He couldn’t fault them for finding it novel, smiling to the class. “I know it’s a big surprise for everyone, me included. But I’m just the same as any other teacher you’ve had. Now how about we pick up where we left off and you can introduce yourselves to me and the rest of the class. I’ll call on you and you can state your name and something about yourself, or you can ask me a question if you’re shy,” he added. “Why don’t we start with you dear?” he added, his voice soft and gentle as he addressed the same squirrel girl that had questioned his gender earlier on.

“I’m Amelia and um…” she hummed as she tried to think of something. “I like sci-fi movies,” she noted bashfully.

Jamie smiled. “That’s great. It’s always good to have interests,” the mouse remarked before gesturing to the next girl in the same row, a tall, lanky white rabbit girl with ears that drooped across her shoulders. The majority of the class were eleven or twelve, but this one looked a year or so older than the rest.

She blinked and glanced around and then up at him. “Um, Jasmine. And…” she tapped her chin and thought briefly as well. “So, are you gay? Is that why you’re allowed to teach here?” she asked bluntly. This earned laughter from the rest of the class, though judging by Jasmine’s awkward glance back at them she hadn’t intended it to be funny.

Jamie coughed and composed himself. “I’m not sure that’s entirely an appropriate question. But no, I’m not. I do think love comes in many forms though and everyone’s preference is to be respected,” he added. The mouse was bisexual, but he certainly wasn’t going to announce that to his students, figuring that answering her question in the negative was already more information than they needed.

This continued on for the next twenty minutes or so, with each of the children introducing themselves and giving some tiny tidbit or asking Jamie about himself. Among the more notable questions were his age, why he became a teacher and if he had any hobbies. The answers being “25,” “a love for learning” and “collecting vintage video games” respectively.

One of the last girls he called upon, a short house cat with pitch black fur and matching hair that hung across her eyes, did have something else to ask though. “I’m Ashley. And I wanted to ask something actually. You got a license to drive that thing?” she said, pointing at Jamie’s prominent rear.

This earned an echo of laughter from the rest of the class as the feline grinned, satisfied with herself. Jamie could feel the fur on his face growing warm as he blushed. “Ashley. I can see yours is a name I’ll have to remember,” he noted in a scolding tone.

“Can give you my number too if you wanna invite me over to get a handful of that thing sweet cheeks,” she said, earning another bout of laughter.

Jamie ignored the comment, figuring it was better not to indulge. He’d prefer to steer the conversation as far away from topics like that as possible. Though those round ears of his picked up a whisper of “It is really big…” from one of the girls in the front row, though he couldn’t place who.

It was hardly the first time his butt had gotten him attention, but definitely a first from anyone so young as the girls in this class. It was definitely something that made him uncomfortable. “Ahem… if we can continue you’ll all notice I handed out a worksheet at the start of class. I recall telling you girls to start reading up on page 242 at the start of class and I’d like you to use that info to fill out the sheet. I’m of course happy to help if you have questions.”

The class collectively sighed, but all the same resigned themselves to their work. In the meantime Jamie took the opportunity to make notes on the class as well as write the attendance sheet. He heard the occasional whisper between girls, though whenever he glanced up to see who it was they’d managed to have slipped back into work mode.

After some minutes though a raised hand caught his attention, this one from Ai, a red panda girl in the second row. The mouse stood up and headed over there, hands behind his back as he addressed her. “Yes Ai, something you had a question about.”

“Yeah actually. I tried reading and rereading but I don’t see where it mentions this question,” she noted, pointing to her sheet.

Jamie hummed and leaned down, bending over as he did to have a closer look at the question. Of course just as he reached the apex of that lean the mouse felt a nice, firm smack against his backside, the impact earning a yelp of surprise and causing his ass to wobble briefly before settling back into the natural mold of his pants.

“Ah! What in the-! Who?” he turned around instantly but the girls behind him all had eyes on their work, though he could see smirks among several of them. The rodent huffed. “I hope you girls know that sort of physical contact isn’t just inappropriate, but can constitute harassment and possibly even assau-Ah!” he yelped again. Another smack from the other direction.

Jamie spun about again only to see the girls all facing their tables once more in what was too uniform a fashion. “Ai?” he regarded her, but the girl simply shook her head and gave a pleading ‘not me’ look at him. “I suppose you don’t need help any more with the question though hm?” She nodded, her expression slightly guilty. He had a mind to scold her, but was all but sure another student had put her up to it. He glanced in the direction of Ashley, the black feline from earlier and spotted a toothy grin as she leaned back in her chair, legs propped up on her desk.

“Just return to your work everyone,” he sighed and headed back to his desk. It wasn’t long until it was time to switch classes. Jamie taught several more across the long day, though none of them were quite as eventful as the combination homeroom and first period, which altogether lasted about two hours. It was an experience that left him flustered, but he chalked it up to the students messing with their new teacher and was sure it’d subside.

The day lasted a few hours longer with a faculty meeting that saw Jamie introducing himself to the rest of the staff as well as explaining his unusual situation. Most of the other teachers were sympathetic and offered help if he ever needed it, something he was grateful for. Still between the odd experience and the extra time spent he was exhausted by the time he’d arrived home.

As he returned to their apartment Jamie could see Damien preparing for work himself, the chihuahua working as wait staff at a local bar that was going to see their busy hours starting soon. “Looking to make some tips tonight huh?” the rodent remarked as he saw the snug, tight fit top the canine was sporting.

The chihuahua offered a smug grin. “Hey, if I had your assets I could get ‘em without trying,” he teased, though today it was enough to make Jamie roll his eyes.

“Ugh, no jokes like that right now. I’ve had a hell of a day. I’ll tell you about it later though, right now I just wanna lay down.”

Damien nodded in understanding, offering a hug to his friend and roommate before heading out to his own job. Jamie retired to his room and collapsed in bed without even bothering to change clothing. He hoped today was about as unusual as the next year of teaching was going to get, assuming he even made it that far anyway.

***


Though his first day had gotten off to a weird start Jamie had done his best to put it behind him, showing up early yet again the following day. This time he was sporting a length dress that reached down to his ankles and sported a floral pattern, plus a pair of sandals, perfect for the warmer weather that was expected. He also hoped the dress would help avoid accentuating his bottom again as yesterday’s snug pants obviously had.

Today he wasn’t the only one to show up early, as just ten minutes after he arrived one of his students followed. It was none other than Ashley, the black cat who had been particularly eager to tease him yesterday. She was wearing a simple white t-shirt that contrasted sharply with her dark fur, plus a pair of jeans. The girl wordlessly entered and sat at her seat in the back of the room, listening to a pair of cordless earbuds.

Jamie glanced in her direction for a moment, debating about whether or not to speak to her. Finally though he stood up and headed toward the back of the room where the girl sat, smiling at her before speaking. “What are you listening to?” he said, trying to break the ice and put them on friendly terms.

She beamed at him before pulling one bud from her ears and answering. “Baby Got Back,” she snickered, earning another roll of the eyes from Jamie.

“I see you’re intent on being belligerent today too. Do you always make fun of people for their looks or do you save it for mice?” he added.

The girl scoffed at that. “Who’s making fun! Not my fault you can’t take a compliment. Or you gonna tell me I’m not supposed to appreciate that ass,” she noted, using the thumbs and index finger on both hands to pantomime a camera aimed at his backside.

Jamie’s face was red with both embarrassment and frustration again. “That is not even remotely appropriate language for school.”

The cat’s yellow eyes gleamed in predatory fashion as she rolled her tongue over her teeth. “Oh don’t be so stuffy, the bell hasn’t even rung yet. Though if you wanna keep me behind for detention I won’t complain…”

“Ugh,” was about the only response Jamie could muster. It was easy to see from the gleam in the cat’s eye she knew she had ‘won’ their little verbal engagement. As the mouse turned around to head back to his desk he felt a small paw against his backside, fingers really gripping down and squeezing hard this time, sinking right into one of those thick cheeks like it was dough.

Jamie instinctively swatted the hand away and turned about, covering his bottom with his hands. “Young lady!”

Ashley withdrew her hand and sucked at her fingers. The smack had been gentle and not been something he’d intended, done purely as a reaction. “Geez teach! I thought they outlawed corporal punishment. Though I can think of some better ways to punish me if you gotta,” she added, sticking her tongue out.

“If you’re this disruptive during class we are not going to get along Ashley,” he scolded before backing away a few steps and once again making the trip back to his desk. Jamie could feel his heart thumping against his chest as he sat back down.

It wasn’t just the taunting and disrespect that was getting to him, though that certainly would have been annoying enough. Rather it was the fact that the flirting, sincere or not, was exactly the sort he enjoyed. It was a guilty pleasure but Jamie had always had a thing for being objectified a bit, much as he might try to hide it. It was enough to make his chest tingle, but he quickly did his best to push the thought away. He didn’t need to be getting turned on, certainly not at work and absolutely not from one of his students, most of whom weren’t even teenagers yet.

Doing his best to put what Ashley said behind him Jamie prepped his lesson plan for the day. He’d be continuing their study of the industrial revolution and how this led to an explosion of new technology, population growth and various other phenomena that continue to impact the world even today. He was passionate enough about teaching that it was enough to make him forget all about his troubles until class finally did start.

After their brief homeroom and roll call Jamie stood to his feet. “Well girls, happy to see you all here again today. As you all probably recall, yesterday we discussed the broad strokes of the industrial revolution. Today we’ll be jumping into more specifics starting with some prominent figures during the time period.” As Jamie said this he turned about and began to write several names across the chalkboard, bending forward as he filled up space. “Now I bet most of you will recognize at least one of these names and that’s Thomas Edison, the coyote most famous for-”

Jamie’s lecture was interrupted as a sharp, high-pitched whistle echoed through the room, like a catcall. The mouse’s face turned rosy again as he turned about and saw a number of the class giggling. “Ashley, do I have to excuse you from the room?”

The cat held her hands up as if in surrender. “Hey, not me this time teach! Though I can’t say I wasn’t thinking the same thing.”

“Really girls?” he said, exasperated. “I get teasing the new teacher, but don’t you think this is going a bit far. I don’t appreciate my body being made fun of,” he noted as he scanned the faces of the class. Though as he did he noticed something about them.

They were staring, nearly all of them in one way or another. Not the kind of gawking stares someone does out of confusion or morbid interest. Rather these were the stares that excited young adolescents gave to their crushes. He could see a lynx girl named Chaise on one end of the room cupping her chin in her hands as she ogled the curves of his figure. Ai, the red panda from yesterday, was bashfully hiding part of her face behind her binder. The lanky white rabbit named Jasmine was biting her thumb while gazing at him unblinkingly. Whether it had started as a joke or not these young girls seemed to find some allure in their effeminate mouse teacher.

Perhaps it was their young hormones at work coupled with Jamie’s prominent features, or maybe the unexpectedness of having a young man as their teacher. Whatever the case it made Jamie feel distinctly uncomfortable to have all those eyes on him, yet at the same time it was a little exciting too. It made him feel attractive, wanted… sexy.

“Ahem! If we’re all done with the interruptions,” he did his best to ignore the odd feelings stirring in his chest and carry on with the day’s lesson. Unfortunately for him the girls were far from done. Throughout the day he could feel the constant burn of wanting eyes ogling him, the occasional grasp of little hands on his rear as he walked past making him squirm.

Even the girls that weren’t antagonistic about it got in on the act. Amelia, the squirrel that had first questioned him yesterday, accidentally knocked over the teacher’s grading pen from his desk so she could take the opportunity to stare as Jamie bent over to pick it up.

It was enough that it was a relief when class finally ended. The rest of his classrooms weren’t nearly so rambunctious and went by comparatively smoothly. Still, it left Jamie dreading coming back in for homeroom the following day.

Unfortunately as he would quickly learn the days all seemed to follow this same pattern. He was repeatedly groped, catcalled, stared at and outright flirted with by Ashley who seemed to be the ringleader of the rest of the class. Not only was it uncomfortable, but it also made it all but impossible to teach with so many distractions and with his nerves shot all day. It was to the point that his first period class was starting to fall significantly behind the others in the curriculum.

Jamie had considered going to the principal regarding this, but what could he even say? That his whole class was molesting him? His having this job was already tenuous enough as is without adding potential scandal to the matter. The week was stressful enough that the mouse found himself relieved when Friday finally came around.

***


Jamie’s roommate Damien had been cackling all night to the point you’d think he was actually a hyena. The chihuahua took another spoonful of ice cream from his bowl as the glow of the movie on television lit up the otherwise dark living room of their apartment.

“God, that’s too goddamned funny. You can’t tell me it’s not,” the canine giggled to himself, adorned in a pair of pink pajamas. “I mean they actually assigned you to a girl’s school. Come on hon, that’s fucking funny.”

Jamie rolled his eyes. “It’s really not,” the rodent said with a sigh. “And as if that weren’t bad enough, one of my classes just will not listen at all. I just can’t seem to get them under control,” he added with frustration. Of course he didn’t bother to mention the nature of just why they weren’t listening.

Damien hummed as he took another bite of vanilla from his bowl, neither of them paying much attention to the cheap comedy on tv. “Well, why not try giving them some incentive?” he suggested. “Say if they do well you’ll do a movie day. Or get the top student pizza. That kinda junk always worked on my classes as a kid,” he noted.

“Huh, you know that’s not a bad idea,” the mouse said, eating a bite of his own chocolate ice cream. “I’ll try it. Thanks Damien!” Maybe if he was lucky it’d even direct their attention onto something else.

With a bow the chihuahua patted at his roommate’s back. “Hey, that’s what friends are for. Now let’s relax and enjoy the weekend.”

***


Of course nothing could keep Monday away forever. Before long it was back to Cherrywood Middle School and with it his rambunctious homeroom class. Jamie stood before them after taking roll call, the girls chattering amongst themselves as usual.

“Hello again everybody, great to see you all again,” he said, noting the familiar faces were all back with no absences, something he was grateful for. “I know things got off to a rough start last week, but I’d like to make things right between all of us. There’s a test on our current curriculum this Friday and, to be blunt, I don’t think many of you will be ready for it. Which is why…” he paused for effect. “I’ve decided that I’ll be buying the top three performers pizza for lunch. Won’t that be great?” Jamie clasped his hands together and scanned their faces to see how they all took the news.

The girls in the room glanced at one another and, while there was some mild enthusiasm among a few, most seemed to shrug at the offer.

From the back of the room Ashley’s familiar voice called out. “How about a lap dance for the top score instead?” the black cat called out.

This earned some giggles from the other girls and a groan from Jamie. If it had ended there it would have been bad enough, but rather than die down he heard the girl’s start to speak up. Softly at first, to the point he couldn’t hear them, but soon their voices rose in pitch.

“Lap dance… Lap dance… Lap dance! Lap dance! Lap dance!” the chorus of preteen girls chanted in unison, like the audience at a rock concert demanding their favorite band be brought out.

Jamie felt himself panic as the class grew louder, terrified that someone in one of the adjacent rooms or the nearby hall might hear. Without thinking and desperate to quiet them down he quickly spoke up. “Yes! Okay! Lap dance it is! Now shush!” he stammered, realizing his mistake immediately after the fact.

The girls all glanced at each other in shock. Even Ashley looked stunned.

Of course Jamie immediately realized his mistake. “Er, wait, that’s definitely not-”

“Uh uh! Can’t take it back now!” Maddison, a fruit bat in the middle row, spoke up and earned a cry of agreement from several other girls.

Jamie frowned as he realized he’d backed himself into a corner now. “Girls, there’s no way I can do that. I’d lose my job!” he broke any sense of authority and tried to plead with them, hoping for some empathy from the class.

“Not if we don’t tell,” the black cat Ashley once again said. “Which we won’t, right girls?” she said as she gestured to her fellow students. The rest of the girls nodded along with a few answering ‘yeah’ or the like.

There was no point in his life he felt as backed into a corner as this, the mouse sitting back on his desk with a resigned sigh. “I suppose I can’t take it back now,” he huffed. The girls exchanged eager looks with each other as he tried to come to terms with it himself. Was he actually going to go through with this? He kept telling himself no, but at the same time he never expected to get in a situation like this in the first place and didn’t have the faintest clue how to get out.

***


To Jamie’s surprise and despite things not going how he had wanted, the new incentive seemed to be working, for the most part. He did still have to put up with wandering eyes and the occasional grab to his backside, yet over the next few days all of the girls were far more studious than they normally had been. They paid attention to his lectures, turned in their homework and even asked questions relevant to the curriculum. It was a shocking change and it was hard to believe that all this was just because they were lusting after his backside.

Before long it was Thursday, with the day of the big test tomorrow and Jamie’s first period heading out for the rest of their classes. Ashley was the last out of the room as usual, the feline stopping by the teacher’s desk and grinning at him, her black tail flicking behind her. “Hey, not gonna wuss out on us tomorrow are you?”

“Ashley, I really don’t need this right now. I have other classes to teach,” Jamie tried to dismiss her.

The black cat remained undeterred though. “Yeah, yeah, I’ll be going. Just make sure you wear something nice tomorrow, cause I’m totally acing that test sweet cheeks. If you’re a good boy you can sit in my lap and tell me what you want for Christmas,” she chuckled and waved as she headed out the door, leaving Jamie to ponder over what the hell he was going to do. He really needed to back out of this promise, but if he did it might only end up making more trouble for him.

***


There was little time to think on it as the following day seemed to arrive in the blink of an eye. Jamie had worn a pair of long khakis with a black tank top, hoping a modest look might deter his students.

Jamie passed out the tests to the class, all of the girls looking more eager than he’d ever seen any student to get a test. “Now remember, be detailed and include all relevant information in your written responses. And absolutely no cheating. I’ll be watching carefully,” he said, the girls putting pencil to paper nearly as soon as he finished speaking.

It was shockingly quiet, probably the most his classroom had been since the start of the year with everyone focusing on the task at hand. No cheating either by the looks of it. Eventually after some time had passed the girls began to hand in their tests one by one, with Ashley showing up around the middle of the pack. The feline said nothing, but did wink at Jamie as she set her paper into the pile.

Jamie began to grade them, impressed with the scores given they’d had to cram nearly two weeks of classes into one. Jasmine, the white rabbit, was the last to turn hers in. “I hope I did okay,” The tall bunny girl said. “I’m not great at tests.”

“I’m sure you did, dear,” Jamie told her reassuringly. “I’ll be done with the grading soon.” Despite the grief they’d caused him, the rodent still wanted to be encouraging to his students. They were only kids after all and it was still his job as a teacher to support them. That was what he’d gotten into this career for, even if it was easy to lose sight of it now.

As he got closer and closer to the end of the pile the mouse did find himself hesitating to finish though, knowing he’d need to announce who the top score was. Finally the last of the papers was graded and logged into his computer, Jamie passing them back out to the girls.

“I’m very impressed girls. Not a single grade below a B, you did good work,” he started in a more formal tone before pausing for a few seconds. “As to the um, winner… that would be Amelia,” he said, gesturing to the squirrel girl who gasped in surprise.

The other girls cheered and looked at one another excitedly as Jamie felt a sinking feeling in his stomach. Wordlessly Ashley stood up and slipped behind Amelia, pulling her chair out until it was in the center of the room for all to see. “Lucky. Make sure he gives you a good one,” the black cat whispered into the squirrel’s ear.

Amelia’s freckled face was flushed as she sat there, with the rest of the class all staring at Jamie expectantly. The mouse looked back at them nervously. “Girls, I really don’t think-”

A chorus of loud ‘boos’ quickly interrupted him and made it evident that there was no wiggling out of this deal he’d made.

“Okay, okay, just give me a moment,” the mouse told them, pausing and glancing to the doors. He quickly made sure the shades were drawn and doors locked before returning to where the girl sat. He stepped forward and regarded Amelia who sported a pleated green skirt and a matching, dark green top along with it. She was just 4’4”, more than a foot shorter than Jamie’s 5’7”, something which only made him feel all the more awkward. Not that any of the girls in the class were as tall as him.

Reluctantly he reached out and touched the girl’s shoulders with his hands, earning a gentle gasp from her. Shifting forward the rodent lowered himself down gently until he could feel the soft flesh of his bottom just graze against her skinny little legs, wincing as he did. With another few inches he found himself sitting on the girl’s lap.

Poor Amelia was practically shuddering, the pink of her skin showing right through her short brown fur and making it evident how exciting all this was for the young girl. No doubt this was the most intimate thing she’d ever experienced. The rest of the class were gawking with wide eyes, some faint whispers among them as though they were amazed Jamie had actually gone through with it.

“That’s no lap dance, come on, move those hips!” Ashley called, earning some support from the rest of the classroom in the form of jeers.

Rather than try to argue with the mob of preteens Jamie closed his eyes and began to gyrate his hips, the soft fat of his bottom grinding and rubbing into Amelia’s lap underneath him, brushing back and forth along it with only the thin fabric of their clothes separating them.

“Eeh! Oh my gosh!” the squirrel girl said, covering her face with her hands as she shuddered under the ministrations of her effeminate teacher, feeling him grinding his bottom into her.

Some excited jeers and whistles were heard from the other girls as he grinded and moved his body in a slow, sensual rhythm. Jamie kept his eyes closed the whole time and tried to divorce himself from the proceedings as much as possible.

And yet… the mouse couldn’t deny feeling his own heart race as he rubbed his ass against this young girl’s body, shifting and moving and gyrating against her. Feeling her shiver and squirm with excitement only served to enhance his own enjoyment. These girls wanted him badly. He was their object of desire and lust, something that was thrilling in its own way. Of all the things their pubescent hormones could have latched onto to get excited about for some reason they’d all been drawn to him in unison.

Jamie’s heart thumped against his chest and he leaned forward to whisper into Amelia’s ear. “Lemme know if it’s too much,” he cooed in a soft tone that made her ear twitch and tingle. The rodent stood to his feet and the girls let out an ‘awww’ in unison, presuming the erotic moment was over.

Instead though Jamie turned about to face away from Amelia before crouching down, pressing his hands to his knees and sticking his ass out to make it all the more visible for all to see, just inches away from the girl. The mouse started to shake his hips up and down, twerking right in front of the squirrel, a move that earned squeals of delight from around the room.

Amelia’s eyes lit up and the squirrel reached out, placing her hands on her teacher’s rump and squeezing as it bounced up and down in front of her, cheeks shaking with only his snug pants holding them in place. Her grasp made Jamie shudder and let out a faint moan through the class, their teacher that’d done everything to avoid this making that whorish noise. His knees practically trembled from the sensation of what he was doing, how good it felt to be wanted like this and how wrong it was to do it here of all places.

Before he could go further Jamie’s eyes opened and the mouse stood upright. “Ahem!” he dusted himself off and turned about, holding his hands in front of him in a chaste fashion. “Well, I believe that’s more than enough, I think you’ll all agree. I hope you girls see that there are rewards for doing well…” he noted, feeling the heat under his fur and his heart racing in his chest so quickly he thought it was going to explode.

Wordlessly the entire class nodded in unison. “Amelia, if you’d return to your seat we can begin talking about our next curriculum I think. I’m sure you’ll all be eager for when the next test comes around after all.”

This might have been the first big reward after all, but it was far from the last. Jamie had felt the excitement of breaking the ultimate taboo after all, felt the lustful eyes of his students on him. And now a part of him, deep down, wanted more just as much as they did, even if he couldn’t admit it to himself yet.

***


The following few weeks brought more tests, and with them more rewards. Jamie had found the right teaching tool to motivate the girls in his first period class and now he was happy to use it to his advantage. As the weeks went by he found himself giving several different girls their own sultry dances, his body grinding up against theirs, hot breath beating on their faces as they sat in their seats and enjoyed the sensual movements of his body.

A few different girls had won now. The red panda Ai had trembled so much he thought she was going to have a heart attack when he wiggled his butt in her tiny lap. The loudmouthed lynx Chaise was left dumbstruck as he bounced his ass just inches from her face. And even Jasmine, the athletic rabbit had managed to win once, the lanky girl tall enough that he could almost kiss her with how near their faces were as he bounced on her knee. Amusingly enough for all her talk Ashley hadn’t managed to make the top grade yet, something that seemed to rather annoy the black cat.

Several months of this had gone by though with the occasional lap dance on big test days. Jamie had fully fallen into the taboo secret he and his favorite class shared. Not only his favorite, but also his best performing class. The promise of teachers’ ass seemed to be enough to motivate them to achieve anything. That was why he had something special planned for the girls this week.

It was October now, with the hot Summer days giving way to cool Autumn winds and early evenings. Jamie smiled as he greeted the girls on Monday. “Hello class!”

“Hello Mr. Auburn!” they practically sang in unison, all eager to curry his favor in the hopes of something exciting happening, though outside of the special rewards for his tests none had received anything yet.

“That’s what I like to hear,” Jamie told them, keeping the composure of the gentle teacher at all times save for those singular days where he let himself go wild. “I’m sure you all know our big, quarterly test is coming up at the end of this week. It’s going to be a doozy, but I know you’ll all do great,” he told them proudly.

There was a momentary pause as he let the moment linger, glancing out the window. “In fact, I’m so sure that I wanted to let you all know I have a very, very special surprise in store for the whole class if you can all get an A on this week’s exam on Friday. This’ll be even better than the usual rewards, I assure you. And for whoever gets the top score… well, let’s just say they’re gonna be in for something really special,” he said, winking to the girls.

Everyone glanced to one another with various excited and curious looks in their eyes before one of the girls, a doe named Beatrice, spoke up. “What’s the reward?”

“Aw, you know I can’t say, that would spoil the surprise,” Jamie teased. It felt nice to have the shoe on the other foot, with the girls now hanging on his every word. “But I can promise you if you’ve liked the prizes for past tests, well you’re all gonna love this one.”

Ashley in the back was surprisingly quiet this time, though a determined look had formed in the feline’s yellow eyes as the rest of the class nodded in understanding. They all knew what they had to do and seemed ready to put their minds to it.

That week saw the girls frantically studying their textbooks, asking questions and busying themselves with learning the material inside and out. Of course Jamie offered help wherever he could, though he had also grown into his role as the girls’ alluring teacher. He would simultaneously offer help to one girl while bending forward to wave his bottom right in front of another tantalizingly. Jamie got to indulge both his love of teaching and his secret dark desire to be a total, wanton slut at the same time and he was loving every minute of it.

***


After a long week of study the day of the test arrived, Jamie dressed up in a long, dark yellow dress with a matching sash wrapped around his waist. He had applied his eyeliner extra heavily today, giving the impression of a dark outline around each eye. As he stood at the front of the class he looked about the room. “Okay girls, as you know this is a multiple choice test except for the last five questions. You’ve all worked hard so just do your best. Everyone in here is a winner no matter what happens,” he told them with a smile.

Of course despite his words of assurance you could see the determination in the faces of these preteen girls. None of them were going to accept less than an A with what was riding on the line, even if they weren’t 100% sure of what that was themselves. At Jamie’s signal they quickly put pencils to paper, the sound of lead etching onto the test sheets filling the room as Jamie sat up at the front with a smile on his face.

Aside from the occasional glance to their teacher the classroom seemed to have a laser focus on their work. The clock ticked away while they busied themselves with their task, passing the thirty minute mark and leaving only half the test time remaining. It was shortly after that several students began to turn in their tests, with others taking their time still and going over the questions in careful fashion.

Jamie began to grade as one by one the rest of the girls turned in their tests. The final one was Ashley, leaving hers off at the desk just five minutes before the timer was up and looking surprisingly nervous despite her typically confident demeanor. It was only a few minutes later that Jamie had finished grading them, standing up and heading to the front of his desk to address the class.

“Well girls, I have to say I’m unbelievably proud. Every single one of you got an A on today’s test. You really worked hard on this and that means you deserve something really special in return,” he told them.

“Who scored highest!” Amelia called out to the teacher.

At the front the teacher went about his usual routine of locking the classroom doors and drawing the curtains, only this time there was an extra touch as he flicked off the lights, leaving the room dark. Jamie turned on the dim lightbulb of his desk lamp, leaving the front of the room with a faint glow that made it seem almost as though there were a spotlight on him alone, the girls all gazing at the illuminated mouse.

“Oh don’t worry, I’ll reveal who the big winner is soon. But before that I did promise there’d be a prize for everyone,” he said. The rodent placed his phone on his desk and with a flick a low, thumping music track began to gently play, the heavy baseline pounding in a metronome like rhythm.

The entire classroom watched with bated breath, several of the girls standing and moving in closer to get a better vantage point. Jamie gently thumped his hips from one side to another in rhythm with the music as it played, swishing them back and forth, his dress swaying along with them.

As a beat came into the song the mouse reached down and took hold of the end of his sash, slowly tugging it outward until the knot it was tied into came loose. He let go of the thin piece of yellow fabric which fluttered to the ground, his dress swaying more wildly now. Several of the girls gasped and looked to one another in shock as if unsure if this was happening.

Jamie grinned to them, his black hair swinging to and fro’ as he moved his body, the girly mouse boy sitting up on his desk and kicking off each of his sandals one at a time, earning whistles and jeers from the preteen girls viewing the depraved burlesque show. As he shifted down back onto his feet and the floor he leaned forward and grabbed hold of the bottom of his dress, lifting it up little by little and revealing more and more of his pale, white-furred legs to them. It wasn’t long before he had tugged it all the way up to his thigh, turning about to let them get a view of the back of his legs as well.

“More!” Chaise, the lynx, called out gleefully.

She wouldn’t be left wanting for long as Jamie pulled the dress up higher, tugging it above his waist and pulling it over his head to toss the frilly thing aside. The whole class gasped and shrieked in unison as they all laid eyes on what their teacher was wearing underneath, which was to say not much of anything. The sole article of clothing the rodent wore now was a stringy black thong, the back of which disappeared entirely between his round, white ass cheeks as they wobbled and bounced back and forth. The front of the thong gently cradled his manhood, hinting at a prominent bulge that remained hidden for now as he let the girls focus on his ass. That after all was what they really wanted and had been drawn to in the first place.

“Oh my gosh!”

“I can’t believe this!”

“He really took everything off!”

Several cries came from the crowd of twenty-some girls present for their teacher’s debased show. Those fat cheeks they’d lusted after were now visible for the whole class of almost-teens to see and gawk at. Not a single one could pull their eyes away. They could see the fat of his cheeks rippled as he twerked and moved his hips, hands pressed against the front of his desk.

Jamie gave off a low moan that echoed through the room before crawling up and onto his desk, sitting on it on his knees and giving these girls a perfect view of his ass. He felt like a complete, shameless slut and loved every second of it. All their eyes were on him. All of them wanted him. These girls would do anything to have his ass.

He glanced back at them, a new look in his eyes past that dark eyeliner, one of someone who wanted nothing more than to indulge their every deviant desire. But of course only one of them would get the privilege today. The one girl who’d managed to ace her test.

Wordlessly Jamie pointed his finger toward Ashley, the black cat who was hunched forward across one of the desks. For a moment she glanced around, unsure if he was actually directing his attention to her, but several other girls nodded in affirmation. With a crook of his finger Jamie beckoned the feline girl to come closer.

With tentative steps she headed toward the front of the class, standing before the desk Jamie had perched on until his nearly naked ass was right in front of her face. “Mmn, bet you didn’t think you’d be up here huh?” Jamie cooed to her, his voice no longer that of the meek teacher but of the icon of lust he had become.

“Not really,” the confident girl admitted nervously, a gulp in her throat.

The rodent smirked, reaching a hand back to brush his fingers over her cheek, nails gently caressing her skin through the cat’s fur. Her own pitch black fur was a stark contrast with his which was white as snow. Jamie’s hand reached down, grasping the thing string at the back of his thong and pulling it aside. Along with it he used his fingers to tug one of those fat, pillowy ass cheeks aside and give Ashley, along with the rest of the girls, a view of that tight pink hole that was nestled between them.

A unified gasp was heard from the girls in the back, though Ashley merely stared, those yellow eyes of hers going as wide as saucers as she gazed at Jamie’s tight, puckered ring. Her eyes glanced at his face as if looking for approval.

“Well, go on sweetie. Claim your reward. Or am I gonna have to give it to another girl hmn?”

Nearly as soon as the words left his mouth several of her classmates raised their hands, but Ashley shook her head. It was her prize after all, she’d been waiting for this moment. The feline licked the corners of her mouth hungrily and reached out both hands, grabbing one of Jamie’s ass cheeks tightly with each.

Her face leaned in further, so close that the mouse could feel the warmth of her breath beating against his hole, making the boy’s ring twitch and sending a shiver up his spine. Ashley closed her eyes and let her tongue slip out, giving a long and slow lick up the crack of her teacher’s ass, tongue dragging over his hole and drawing out a groan from the boy. The rest of the class cheered in unison.

Of course she didn’t stop at just one little lick though, her tongue lapping at that perfect pink asshole again–and again–and again. Each time she could taste that pure, pristine flesh, clean and delicate and oh so worth it. Her mouth pushed to his hole and locked it into a kiss, smooching Jamie’s back door in the same way one would kiss a long lost lover. Only this was the twelve year old feline’s first kiss. For all her big talk she had never even kissed a boy before, yet now was making out with this beautiful rodent boy’s backside. And she wouldn’t have traded it for the world.

“Mmn!” Jamie moaned, reaching back to place a hand on Ashley’s head, scratching gently behind one of her ears. “That’s it honey. Worship my ass. You love it don’t you?” he cooed at her.

Ashley nodded her head as she continued to noisily slurp at Jamie’s hole, the messy sounds of her kissing and licking echoing through the room. “Mhm!” the muffled answer came from the cat, her spit running down the crack of his ass as he wiggled and shook it in her face, making his pale white-furred cheeks wobble against her own dark coat of fur.

“Yeah, make out with my hole baby,” he huffed, feeling the front of his thong straining to hold his excitement as he pushed back against her tongue that grinded against him. Jamie was utterly lost in the moment, one hand stroking Ashley’s head while the other pinched at his own nipple. He had lost every ounce of inhibition that restrained him, turning into a complete whore for his classroom.

DING DING DING!

The sound of the bell to switch classes alerted him back to reality, and the rest of the class along with it. Jamie’s eyes widened as he pulled forward, his ass tugging from Ashley’s face. A string of fresh, wet saliva clung between her lips and his hole, the lewd bridge lingering for several seconds before snapping as he turned about and slid back on to the ground on his feet.

Hurriedly the mouse slipped his sandals back on and reached down to collect his discarded clothes, dressing himself once more in a rush. Ashley wiped at her mouth with her arm, feeling the heat beneath her fur and thankful her black coat made any blush nearly impossible to see.

“Well…” Jamie said, returning to his usual gentle teacher voice. “That was quite an eventful day wasn’t it?” he sighed as he tied the sash to his dress back around his waist once more. The mouse raised the curtains once more to the outside world and unlocked the doors, flicking the lights back on. In an instant the depravity of the room had  vanished like something that had been a dream. “As I said I’m very proud of you all. Look forward to next week when we start studying the history of Japan. It’s a favorite subject of mine!” he said excitedly.

The girls began to grab their things and depart for their next class. All save for Ashley who stood there staring at Jamie as he returned to his desk and began preparing the tests to hand out for his next class. The sudden shift felt surreal, but the lingering taste of sleek flesh on her tongue made it evident it had all been quite real.

“Uh, Mr. Jam- er, Auburn,” she said while glancing to him.

Jamie looked up with a smile and giggled. “I think that’s the first time you’ve called me something other than ‘teach’ Ashley,” he noted.

“Yeah, sorry for giving you a hard time,” she noted and scratched the back of her head. “Um, did I really get the best score, cause I was worried I wouldn’t even get an A,” she said with surprise.

After a quick glance to make sure the rest of the girls were gone Jamie looked to Ashley and shook his head. “Nope. You got an 85. But… that can stick between us huh?” he said with a wink to her. “Of course if you wanna improve your grade maybe we’ll do some private lessons one day huh?” he suggested, just a hint of that sultry tone coming back.

The preteen girl’s eyes widened and she nodded excitedly. “Oh hell yeah! You know I’m down for a booty call,” the cat said with a wide grin, her confident demeanor returning. “Uh, anyway, gotta hurry or I’ll be late for my next class.”

With that the girl departed and Jamie shook his head. No doubt the rest of his classes weren’t going to be nearly as eventful as this one, but he was sure there was still plenty in store for the girls in period one. After all, the year had still only just begun.", "pools_count": 0, "title": "A Lesson In Modesty - Part 1", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "image/png", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "4", "views": "455" }