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This is the first story I wrote and probably the worst. Charlie the foxtaur escort is hired to assist with a lecture. ", "writing": "Charlie goes to school \n\nToday like most other days, Charlie and her colleagues stood on a side street. As usual, Charlie was wearing her regular work clothes, a small, skimpy top, fishnet stockings on her forelegs and a pair of large signs hanging on her flanks. Like most days they were waiting for customers. Charlie was a prostitute. She usually preferred the term ''escort'' but didn't see any point in sugarcoating it more than that. Being a foxtaur in a town of mostly bipedals meant business was sometimes slow for her, and today was no exception. She did see other taurs a few times but she didn't know of any other taur escorts. It was near dinnertime and no customers yet. \n\nSlow business meant lot of time for people watching, which is how Charlie spent much of her working days. Across the street she saw a well-dressed middle-aged German, or perhaps Belgian Shepherd, she often had trouble telling those apart. Whatever his heritage was he seemed deep in thought, to the point that he nearly collided with the other people on the sidewalk. For some reason he glanced her way, did a double-take and hurriedly started to cross the street, coming towards her. Finally a customer, what service would he want? She needn't wait long to find out. He stopped in front of Charlie and introduced himself. \n\n''Hello miss...'' he started. \n\n''Charlie.'' \n\n''Charlie. My name is Schaffer and I'm wondering if you're available tomorrow before lunch. I teach at the university and could use your assistance for one of my lectures.'' Charlie looked at him with some doubt. \n\n''That's not among the services I usually offer.'' She gestured to the large sign on her flank, listing various services and their rates. \n\n''Two questions. How would I assist your lecture? And what's in it for me?'' \n\nSchaffer folded his ears and looked awkwardly down at his paws. \n\n''For your first question I'd rather not tell you here on the street. I'm a teacher of medicine and you you would be a teaching aid since the university is too cheap to purchase the actual teaching materials. For your second question, I can arrange for the university to pay you the regular hourly rate of a guest lecturer and the lecture is scheduled for two hours'' He prattled off a number. \n\nCharlie quickly did the numbers in her head. That would be a bit more than two hours of ''adult birthday party''. This was an unusual request, but business was slow, and she was a bit curious. \n\n''Very well. That would be sufficient for my service. What time does the lecture start?'' Schaffer looked relieved. \n\n''Nine a.m. But I'd like you to be there no later that eight thirty to prepare for your part.'' \n\n''It's a deal.'' They shook hands and Schaffer left, his tail wagging. Charlie continued waiting for other customers until her workday was over and it was time to go home. \n\nThe next day, Charlie sat on the bus, dressed in one of her shirts. Like most taurs she rarely wore pants and today was no exception. Her mind kept wandering to the weird jobs her colleagues never seemed to get. \n\nLike that badger who had walked up to her, held out some bills and casually said ''hello, I'd like to sniff your paws''. Which he did with the both of them sitting on a park bench. For a good fifteen or twenty minutes he had held up all four of her paws to his face and sniffed them, loudly and thoroughly, looking practically euphoric. When he was done he paid, thanked her and said her paws ''smelled like popcorn''. Not her most demanding job but very embarrassing. \n\nThen there were the birthday parties. Not the adult ones, those were common for both Charlie and her colleagues, but Charlie was often hired for children's birthday parties. She nearly had a monopoly on those. The kids liked to have ''pony rides'' and the parents liked that the ''pony'' was smart enough to not be spooked by cars, stop signs or empty chip bags. And she would often get cake, the downside was that she'd get her fur messed up and sticky by kids climbing over her, spilling soda on her, cotton candy, chewing gum and lollipops often got tangled in her tail.\n\nThe bus stopped at the university and Charlie got off. She walked up to the large building, looking for Schaffer and wondering what the lecture was going to be about. Some very hands-on sex education? A lecture on taur anatomy? She heard the door opening and turned to see Schaffer walking towards her, tail wagging. \n\n''Morning Charlie. You're early.'' \n\n''Morning Schaffer. It's not for me to decide when the bus gets here.'' \n\n''No matter. I'm glad you're here and this gives us more time to prepare. Please follow me.'' \n\nThey both walked in, Charlie looked around while Schaffer led the way to where she assumed the lecture hall was. That is, until he stopped near the toilets. \n\n''Now then, as preparation for the lecture, I strongly advise you to use the toilet even if you think you'll be fine until the lecture ends. I'll wait in the corridor.'' Charlie said nothing but gave him a puzzled look as she stepped in. Typical for a town of mostly bipeds, a row of stalls lined one wall and sinks lined another. The stalls were too small for a taur and using one would leave her front half standing outside the door. Luckily there was a handicapped toilet in the far end. She stepped in and locked the door. \n\nThis seemed to be yet another of her weird jobs. What was Schaffer planning? \n\nAfter doing her business Charlie stepped out to see Schaffer waiting in the corridor. \n\n''Alright Mr schaffer. I have done what you asked. Now I'd like you to tell me what's going on. Most lecture assistants don't get ''strongly advised'' to take a shit before the lecture. What will you be lecturing and how do you intend me to assist? And remember, the bus I took here also goes back to my regular street if I don't like your answers. I can afford to lose this job.'' \n\nSchaffer sighed and started speaking softly. \n\n''You're right, we're no longer on the street and you need to know before it starts. I am a teacher of medicine, veterinary medicine to be precise. Previous years my students have had a fake horse for practice on some lectures but it was worn out and got thrown away last year. Duct tape can only do so much. I've been thinking of how and where to find a new fake horse, or perhaps a substitute, as the school thinks their money are better spent elsewhere.'' The annoyance clear in his voice. \n\n''Then I happened to see you yesterday.'' \n\nSchaffer glanced at her flank. \n\n''I do know some taur anatomy and figured you were a close enough match to a large domestic animal that I could hold the lecture with you instead of a fake horse'' \n\nCharlie gave him a dark look at the comparison. \n\n''Lastly, I asked you go to the toilet to give my students an easy start. I don't want their first hands-on experience to be them sticking their hands in your rear and pulling out a handful of what you had for lunch yesterday.'' \n\nCharlie blushed as he explained. \n\n''So... you want to stick your hand in my ass and poke around, while your students watch?'' \n\n''Yes. And I'll also talk about when, why and how a vet will need to poke around in the rear of a horse, cow or other animal. Then my students will take turns doing the same. As I said it's a hands on experience for them. I assume you have done anal before, I did see it listed on your... uhm... advertising yesterday. Do you still want to assist me or does the bus sound like a better choice?'' \n\nCharlie looked down, in thought. \n\n''Anal, yes. But I haven't been fisted before.'' \n\n''Fisting is usually done for pleasure, this would be for educational purposes. You might even get bored. Since you haven't started walking to the bus stop, let's go to the lecture hall, it's almost time.'' \n\nThey made their way to the lecture hall and entered. In front of the whiteboard was an adjustable desk that Schaffer lowered to near knee-height and asked Charlie to step up on it. \n\n''That should be good enough heightwise'' he said, putting one hand on her rump. ''You can take a seat while we wait for the students.'' \n\nCharlie sat in the front row. Well, her rear was on the seat while her forelegs remained standing. After a while the students started filtering in. Most paid little attention to her and went to sit at whatever seat they favored. Some talked among each other, some were practically sleepwalking and clutching coffee cups. Others quietly sat down and laid out textbooks, notebooks, pencils and other such things. Some kept looking at their phones. Shortly after nine and one late arrival Schaffer started the lecture. It seemed to focus on livestock and large domestic animals with lots of writing and drawing on the board. He mentioned some common issues and diseases for several species and what to look out for during their respective pregnancies. Most of it faded to the background for Charlie. She was nervous, not about doing anal but doing it in front of an audience. That is until she heard the words she had been waiting for. \n\n''I believe it is time for a demonstration. And since the university has yet to approve the purchase of a new fake horse'' Schaffer said with no small hint of anger, and continued in a much more friendly tone'' I have asked Charlie here to assist us. Charlie, could you step up on the desk please?'' \n\nCharlie stood, walked to the desk and got up on it, turning her side to the students. This was to not block Schaffer's view of his students during the demonstration, but also so she wouldn't have to look at them while she ''assisted'' with the lecture. A glance told her most of them looked quite bored, a few were taking notes, others mostly looked at their phones, one seemed to be asleep. She decided to keep looking at the wall and imagine she and Schaffer were alone, if at all possible. \n\n''Now, as you may have noticed, Charlie is a foxtaur and not a horse, but there is enough similarity for our lecture today. This is mostly for you to get a feel for what you will be doing quite often during your veterinary careers. In later courses you will be tasked with assisting vets with diagnosing issues on real animals. Now, where did I put my gloves?'' \n\nGloves! How could she forget? Vets used gloves, long ones. Would this just be a hand back there? Or a bit more? Charlie broke out in a cold sweat as she heard Schaffer rummaging in his briefcase but didn't want to look. \n\n''There they are'' he said, and she heard the soft rustling of thin plastic gloves. He addressed his students again. \n\n''Before these examinations it is common to corral the, uh... patient so he or she can't kick you or move around too much.'' he continued ''But Charlie seems well-behaved so we will not do that today.'' She decided to bolt the very moment if and when he seemed to want to tie her up. \n\nCharlie felt a hand on her rump. After a short pause, it moved to her tail. \n\n''Let's take a look to begin with.'' He grabbed her tail and gently lifted it, exposing her privates to Schaffer and some of the students. She felt his breath on her rear. This was quickly becoming embarrassing. \n\n''Everything appears to be in order. Now to make this go a bit easier.'' He released her tail and Charlie resisted the urge to tuck it down between her legs. For a few moments nothing happened and she heard no obvious sounds. Then her tail was lifted again and something cold was smeared on her tailhole. Lube, probably. Schaffer had said something about ''making it go easier''. A finger went in, moving around and smearing more lube in her rear. It was soon followed by a second, then a third and a fourth. Schaffer had suggested that she might be bored during this demonstration, but Charlie was far from it. \n\nHaving her tailhole fingered was a pleasant if weird and unfamiliar sensation. She felt her pussy growing wet. Was she getting turned on by this? Getting fingered in front of a live audience? She had done her best to stare at the wall and think of anything other than Schaffer stuffing her like a turkey while his students watched. \n\nThe fifth finger took a little longer, then the rest of Schaffer's hand slipped in. Charlie felt like if she hadn't been covered in fur she would have blushed enough to make a tomato jealous. Well, his hand was in, was this as far as the demonstration would go? Charlie found herself getting hot and breathing harder. \n\nIt wasn't. Charlie felt Schaffer's hand pushing deeper, followed by his lower arm. When he got to the elbow he stopped. \n\n''How are you holding up Charlie? Everything alright'' he asked. \n\nCharlie was sweating and her ass felt like it had stretched enough to fit a frisbee. \n\n''It... it feels weird, but it doesn't hurt. Is this as far as you go?'' She asked. \n\n''Not quite, there's a bit left.'' He started pushing in again and only stopped when half of his upper arm had disappeared into Charlie's tailhole. By now she was panting, sweating, legs trembling and dripping wet, Schaffer's arm pushing buttons she didn't know she had. \n\nSchaffer had probably talked as he pushed his arm in her but Charlie couldn't remember a word he had said. She was too busy feeling bloated, like after eating too much. \n\nWhile Schaffer was holding his arm still in her she found it a bit easier to stand still and listen to the lecture. \n\n''Now students, do any of you think this looked easy?'' he asked. Some of them muttered ''yes''. \n\n''Yes, this was quite easy. That was because me and Charlie cheated a bit. She went to the toilet before this lecture started. If she hadn't I may have had to ''empty'' her, by hand.'' Some students giggled. \n\n''Being a vet often is a dirty job. So why do vets poke around in the backs of animals? Something that might be relevant to Charlie is to check for pregnancy.'' His arm pulled back at bit and started moving, feeling around in her rear. Is this what tentacle porn is like, Charlie thought as her legs trembled, her pleasure slowly rising. \n\n''While it doesn't concern any of us, I did feel around just now, and I don't believe Charlie is pregnant. But let's change the subject.'' \n\nSchaffer continued talking about other reasons for vets to stick their arms in the rears of animals. Mostly stomach problems, and for semen extraction, though that used an ejaculator probe. \n\nSome students laughed at the thought of ''anal probing'' and Charlie found herself getting even wetter at the thought of one of those. \n\nCharlie had a lot on her mind with the arm in her and tuned out much of the lecture again. Until Schaffer said something that had her worried. \n\n''Hey Charlie, I need to write some more on the board but I need to turn around for that. Can you turn with me?'' \n\nThey started turning with small careful steps but every movement shifted Schaffer's arm, further arousing Charlie. To make matters worse, she looked up mid-turn and saw his students. Until now she had mostly kept her mind, what little part of it that wasn't massively horny, on things other than the fact that a whole class saw her getting fisted by their teacher. One or two were looking with mild interest, several were taking notes, one still looked asleep. And a few were looking at their phones. She quickly covered her face, blushing again. Is this normal to them, is every lecture this hands-on, Charlie wondered. The turn completed, Schaffer could finally to write on the board and she could try to calm down from the stimulation and embarrassment. \n\nThis was not to be. Schaffer moved around as he wrote meaning his arm moved giving Charlie no opportunity to calm down. While she wasn't near climax the unfamiliar, constant stimulation together with the embarrassment of having an audience made her uncomfortably horny. She had to cover her muzzle or she might have moaned, disturbing the lecture, or asked Schaffer to move faster to finish her off.. \n\nThis continued for some time. Until... \n\n''Alright Charlie, I think I'm done writing and I'd like to see my students again. Are you ready to turn back?'' \n\nTurning back was the same awkward shuffle. Though this time Charlie covered her muzzle and made sure to look down at her front paws to better ignore her audience. When the turn finally completed she wasn't sure how she was still standing with how all her legs trembled. Some of it was probably due to Schaffer holding her up like a sock puppet. Her rear legs felt cold from how much her pussy had leaked during the lecture. I probably smell like I'm in heat, she thought. \n\nSchaffer kept lecturing and Charlie was very grateful that he kept mostly still, letting her calm down slightly and get her mind and horniness under control. She even somewhat kept up with the rest of the lecture. It didn't particularly interest her but there was little else she could do. She figured she might as well try to learn something from this, other than what it felt like having an arm in her ass. \n\nBut eventually... \n\n''Charlie, it's time for my students to try this so I'm going to pull out my arm. Are you ready?'' \n\nOh, right, more more hands digging around in my ass, I had forgotten about that part, Charlie thought. \n\n''Uuh... yeah, go ahead.'' She mumbled. \n\nSchaffer slowly pulled out his arm, Charlie suddenly feeling empty, like a deflated balloon. His arm was finally out, leaving her tailhole gaping but she was too horny and tired to care. She heard Schaffer remove his glove and discard it. \n\n''Good girl'', he said and patted her on the rump. With that patting, Charlie felt a draft of cold air inside her rear, causing her to quickly shiver, poof up her tail and raise her hackles. Had she been more coherent she may have moaned for anyone to quickly stick a hand there. Luckily, she only groaned quietly and the feeling quickly passed. \n\n''Now then'' She heard Schaffer say ''who wants to go first?'' \n\nCharlie had not counted how many students there were and she wasn't about to look their way now, covering her muzzle again. She heard one of them step up, put on a new glove and start poking at her tailhole. At Schaffer's encouragement the hand slowly went in, not quite up to the elbow, felt around for a bit and pulled out. Another student stepped up. This one need little encouragement and stuffed a gloved hand in up to the elbow. Then there was a lot of poking and feeling at her insides. She vaguely heard a voice asking questions and Schaffer answering, but she was too busy with her pleasure building as the hand moved. But, too soon it pulled out, leaving Charlie hanging. \n\nMore hands followed. Some poked more, others less. One hand barely got in before it was pulled out followed by a ''ewwww'' and steps quickly walking away. \n\nAnother hand took its place, this one wasted little time pushing in and feeling around. She felt it do something and suddenly a voice spoke. \n\n''Hey, Charlie, how many fingers am I holding up? Shaken out of her pleasure-induced haze, she forced herself to think, and then speak, hands still covering her muzzle. \n\n''Uuuhh... two?'' \n\n''Close. Three.'' the voice answered and the hand slowly pulled out. \n\nSome more hands followed, but nothing out of what was now ''the ordinary'' happened and Charlie was at a comfortable level of pleasure. This hand was similar to the others, going in to near the elbow and moving around slowly. After a minute or two it pulled out. Then she felt more fingers at her tailhole, starting to pull it open. This was getting uncomfortable. She let out a weak whine as she felt breathing on her rear. \n\n''Erica, what are you doing?'' Schaffer asked. \n\n''Just want to take a look.'', the fingers kept pulling her open. \n\n''You will have plenty of opportunities to look in future lectures, when we start with the rectoscopes. Now please stop trying to make Charlie look like Goatse. And wash your hands, I can see you're only wearing one glove.'' \n\nThe fingers let go. \n\nNo more hands went into Charlie's rear, she assumed all the students had gotten a feel as Schaffer started speaking again. She couuld finally lower her tail, covering her still slightly gaping tailhole and dripping pussy. It seemed the lecture was almost over as he started talking about work to be handed in on the next lecture and what chapters to read before that. She soon heard them starting to pack up their things and leave. All the time she made it a point to look straight ahead, at the wall, hands over her muzzle. \n\nCharlie stood on the table, covering over her muzzle and staring at the wall until all the students had left. She felt Schaffer's hand on her withers. \n\n''Hey Charlie, you look tired, want me to help you get down from the table?'' he asked. \n\nShe mumbled and nodded, and in a few moments he had nearly lifted her off the table and set her down on the floor. \n\nThey walked out into the corridor which was mostly empty. Charlie was grateful for that. She felt like she had done two hours of ''anal-only adult birthday party''. And probably smelled like it as well. \n\n''Want me to walk you to the toilets so you can freshen up'' Schaffer asked, ''you smell a bit, well, horny''. \n\n''Yes, I'd like that'' she said. She was still wobbly, sweaty, her rear legs were wet down to the hocks and she was pent up from all the stimulation. What Charlie really wanted to do was to lie down in bed with a vibrator in her ass until she had climaxed away all the horniness that had built up during the past two hours. Or perhaps two vibrators, the other in her pussy? Followed by a long shower. \n\n''Toilet it is then'' Schaffer said as they walked slowly. He paused, seeming to think for a moment before speaking again. ''You know, there will be more lectures in the future and even if I could convince the school to get a new fake horse tomorrow it would still take some time for the school to have one delivered. Would you be interested in assisting on some more lectures, perhaps on a semi regular basis? You would be paid the same rate as today.''\n\nThey stopped near the toilets, Charlie thinking for a moment before reaching for her breast pocket. She pulled out a card and gave it to Schaffer, his ears perked up and his tail wagged slightly.\n\n''Here's my card. Call me the next time you have a lecture where I can be useful. But. I expect you to be more upfront about what the lecture will be about and what is expected from me.''\n\n''Will do'' he answered ''I will need to brush up on taur anatomy to see what lectures can be adapted to you.''\n\nCharlie had a thought.\n\n''With that out of the way, would you be interested in some of my regular services? Well, not right now, but perhaps some other time?\n\nSchaffer looked at her, blinked before he realized what she meant.\n\n''Oh, no thanks, I'm happily married since many years.'' He chuckled. ''The missus won't believe me when I tell her about today's lecture. Take care now, Charlie.'' \n\nSchaffer smiled and walked away, his tail wagging as Charlie stepped into the toilet to freshen up before catching the bus home.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Charlie goes to school

Today like most other days, Charlie and her colleagues stood on a side street. As usual, Charlie was wearing her regular work clothes, a small, skimpy top, fishnet stockings on her forelegs and a pair of large signs hanging on her flanks. Like most days they were waiting for customers. Charlie was a prostitute. She usually preferred the term ''escort'' but didn't see any point in sugarcoating it more than that. Being a foxtaur in a town of mostly bipedals meant business was sometimes slow for her, and today was no exception. She did see other taurs a few times but she didn't know of any other taur escorts. It was near dinnertime and no customers yet.

Slow business meant lot of time for people watching, which is how Charlie spent much of her working days. Across the street she saw a well-dressed middle-aged German, or perhaps Belgian Shepherd, she often had trouble telling those apart. Whatever his heritage was he seemed deep in thought, to the point that he nearly collided with the other people on the sidewalk. For some reason he glanced her way, did a double-take and hurriedly started to cross the street, coming towards her. Finally a customer, what service would he want? She needn't wait long to find out. He stopped in front of Charlie and introduced himself.

''Hello miss...'' he started.

''Charlie.''

''Charlie. My name is Schaffer and I'm wondering if you're available tomorrow before lunch. I teach at the university and could use your assistance for one of my lectures.'' Charlie looked at him with some doubt.

''That's not among the services I usually offer.'' She gestured to the large sign on her flank, listing various services and their rates.

''Two questions. How would I assist your lecture? And what's in it for me?''

Schaffer folded his ears and looked awkwardly down at his paws.

''For your first question I'd rather not tell you here on the street. I'm a teacher of medicine and you you would be a teaching aid since the university is too cheap to purchase the actual teaching materials. For your second question, I can arrange for the university to pay you the regular hourly rate of a guest lecturer and the lecture is scheduled for two hours'' He prattled off a number.

Charlie quickly did the numbers in her head. That would be a bit more than two hours of ''adult birthday party''. This was an unusual request, but business was slow, and she was a bit curious.

''Very well. That would be sufficient for my service. What time does the lecture start?'' Schaffer looked relieved.

''Nine a.m. But I'd like you to be there no later that eight thirty to prepare for your part.''

''It's a deal.'' They shook hands and Schaffer left, his tail wagging. Charlie continued waiting for other customers until her workday was over and it was time to go home.

The next day, Charlie sat on the bus, dressed in one of her shirts. Like most taurs she rarely wore pants and today was no exception. Her mind kept wandering to the weird jobs her colleagues never seemed to get.

Like that badger who had walked up to her, held out some bills and casually said ''hello, I'd like to sniff your paws''. Which he did with the both of them sitting on a park bench. For a good fifteen or twenty minutes he had held up all four of her paws to his face and sniffed them, loudly and thoroughly, looking practically euphoric. When he was done he paid, thanked her and said her paws ''smelled like popcorn''. Not her most demanding job but very embarrassing.

Then there were the birthday parties. Not the adult ones, those were common for both Charlie and her colleagues, but Charlie was often hired for children's birthday parties. She nearly had a monopoly on those. The kids liked to have ''pony rides'' and the parents liked that the ''pony'' was smart enough to not be spooked by cars, stop signs or empty chip bags. And she would often get cake, the downside was that she'd get her fur messed up and sticky by kids climbing over her, spilling soda on her, cotton candy, chewing gum and lollipops often got tangled in her tail.

The bus stopped at the university and Charlie got off. She walked up to the large building, looking for Schaffer and wondering what the lecture was going to be about. Some very hands-on sex education? A lecture on taur anatomy? She heard the door opening and turned to see Schaffer walking towards her, tail wagging.

''Morning Charlie. You're early.''

''Morning Schaffer. It's not for me to decide when the bus gets here.''

''No matter. I'm glad you're here and this gives us more time to prepare. Please follow me.''

They both walked in, Charlie looked around while Schaffer led the way to where she assumed the lecture hall was. That is, until he stopped near the toilets.

''Now then, as preparation for the lecture, I strongly advise you to use the toilet even if you think you'll be fine until the lecture ends. I'll wait in the corridor.'' Charlie said nothing but gave him a puzzled look as she stepped in. Typical for a town of mostly bipeds, a row of stalls lined one wall and sinks lined another. The stalls were too small for a taur and using one would leave her front half standing outside the door. Luckily there was a handicapped toilet in the far end. She stepped in and locked the door.

This seemed to be yet another of her weird jobs. What was Schaffer planning?

After doing her business Charlie stepped out to see Schaffer waiting in the corridor.

''Alright Mr schaffer. I have done what you asked. Now I'd like you to tell me what's going on. Most lecture assistants don't get ''strongly advised'' to take a shit before the lecture. What will you be lecturing and how do you intend me to assist? And remember, the bus I took here also goes back to my regular street if I don't like your answers. I can afford to lose this job.''

Schaffer sighed and started speaking softly.

''You're right, we're no longer on the street and you need to know before it starts. I am a teacher of medicine, veterinary medicine to be precise. Previous years my students have had a fake horse for practice on some lectures but it was worn out and got thrown away last year. Duct tape can only do so much. I've been thinking of how and where to find a new fake horse, or perhaps a substitute, as the school thinks their money are better spent elsewhere.'' The annoyance clear in his voice.

''Then I happened to see you yesterday.''

Schaffer glanced at her flank.

''I do know some taur anatomy and figured you were a close enough match to a large domestic animal that I could hold the lecture with you instead of a fake horse''

Charlie gave him a dark look at the comparison.

''Lastly, I asked you go to the toilet to give my students an easy start. I don't want their first hands-on experience to be them sticking their hands in your rear and pulling out a handful of what you had for lunch yesterday.''

Charlie blushed as he explained.

''So... you want to stick your hand in my ass and poke around, while your students watch?''

''Yes. And I'll also talk about when, why and how a vet will need to poke around in the rear of a horse, cow or other animal. Then my students will take turns doing the same. As I said it's a hands on experience for them. I assume you have done anal before, I did see it listed on your... uhm... advertising yesterday. Do you still want to assist me or does the bus sound like a better choice?''

Charlie looked down, in thought.

''Anal, yes. But I haven't been fisted before.''

''Fisting is usually done for pleasure, this would be for educational purposes. You might even get bored. Since you haven't started walking to the bus stop, let's go to the lecture hall, it's almost time.''

They made their way to the lecture hall and entered. In front of the whiteboard was an adjustable desk that Schaffer lowered to near knee-height and asked Charlie to step up on it.

''That should be good enough heightwise'' he said, putting one hand on her rump. ''You can take a seat while we wait for the students.''

Charlie sat in the front row. Well, her rear was on the seat while her forelegs remained standing. After a while the students started filtering in. Most paid little attention to her and went to sit at whatever seat they favored. Some talked among each other, some were practically sleepwalking and clutching coffee cups. Others quietly sat down and laid out textbooks, notebooks, pencils and other such things. Some kept looking at their phones. Shortly after nine and one late arrival Schaffer started the lecture. It seemed to focus on livestock and large domestic animals with lots of writing and drawing on the board. He mentioned some common issues and diseases for several species and what to look out for during their respective pregnancies. Most of it faded to the background for Charlie. She was nervous, not about doing anal but doing it in front of an audience. That is until she heard the words she had been waiting for.

''I believe it is time for a demonstration. And since the university has yet to approve the purchase of a new fake horse'' Schaffer said with no small hint of anger, and continued in a much more friendly tone'' I have asked Charlie here to assist us. Charlie, could you step up on the desk please?''

Charlie stood, walked to the desk and got up on it, turning her side to the students. This was to not block Schaffer's view of his students during the demonstration, but also so she wouldn't have to look at them while she ''assisted'' with the lecture. A glance told her most of them looked quite bored, a few were taking notes, others mostly looked at their phones, one seemed to be asleep. She decided to keep looking at the wall and imagine she and Schaffer were alone, if at all possible.

''Now, as you may have noticed, Charlie is a foxtaur and not a horse, but there is enough similarity for our lecture today. This is mostly for you to get a feel for what you will be doing quite often during your veterinary careers. In later courses you will be tasked with assisting vets with diagnosing issues on real animals. Now, where did I put my gloves?''

Gloves! How could she forget? Vets used gloves, long ones. Would this just be a hand back there? Or a bit more? Charlie broke out in a cold sweat as she heard Schaffer rummaging in his briefcase but didn't want to look.

''There they are'' he said, and she heard the soft rustling of thin plastic gloves. He addressed his students again.

''Before these examinations it is common to corral the, uh... patient so he or she can't kick you or move around too much.'' he continued ''But Charlie seems well-behaved so we will not do that today.'' She decided to bolt the very moment if and when he seemed to want to tie her up.

Charlie felt a hand on her rump. After a short pause, it moved to her tail.

''Let's take a look to begin with.'' He grabbed her tail and gently lifted it, exposing her privates to Schaffer and some of the students. She felt his breath on her rear. This was quickly becoming embarrassing.

''Everything appears to be in order. Now to make this go a bit easier.'' He released her tail and Charlie resisted the urge to tuck it down between her legs. For a few moments nothing happened and she heard no obvious sounds. Then her tail was lifted again and something cold was smeared on her tailhole. Lube, probably. Schaffer had said something about ''making it go easier''. A finger went in, moving around and smearing more lube in her rear. It was soon followed by a second, then a third and a fourth. Schaffer had suggested that she might be bored during this demonstration, but Charlie was far from it.

Having her tailhole fingered was a pleasant if weird and unfamiliar sensation. She felt her pussy growing wet. Was she getting turned on by this? Getting fingered in front of a live audience? She had done her best to stare at the wall and think of anything other than Schaffer stuffing her like a turkey while his students watched.

The fifth finger took a little longer, then the rest of Schaffer's hand slipped in. Charlie felt like if she hadn't been covered in fur she would have blushed enough to make a tomato jealous. Well, his hand was in, was this as far as the demonstration would go? Charlie found herself getting hot and breathing harder.

It wasn't. Charlie felt Schaffer's hand pushing deeper, followed by his lower arm. When he got to the elbow he stopped.

''How are you holding up Charlie? Everything alright'' he asked.

Charlie was sweating and her ass felt like it had stretched enough to fit a frisbee.

''It... it feels weird, but it doesn't hurt. Is this as far as you go?'' She asked.

''Not quite, there's a bit left.'' He started pushing in again and only stopped when half of his upper arm had disappeared into Charlie's tailhole. By now she was panting, sweating, legs trembling and dripping wet, Schaffer's arm pushing buttons she didn't know she had.

Schaffer had probably talked as he pushed his arm in her but Charlie couldn't remember a word he had said. She was too busy feeling bloated, like after eating too much.

While Schaffer was holding his arm still in her she found it a bit easier to stand still and listen to the lecture.

''Now students, do any of you think this looked easy?'' he asked. Some of them muttered ''yes''.

''Yes, this was quite easy. That was because me and Charlie cheated a bit. She went to the toilet before this lecture started. If she hadn't I may have had to ''empty'' her, by hand.'' Some students giggled.

''Being a vet often is a dirty job. So why do vets poke around in the backs of animals? Something that might be relevant to Charlie is to check for pregnancy.'' His arm pulled back at bit and started moving, feeling around in her rear. Is this what tentacle porn is like, Charlie thought as her legs trembled, her pleasure slowly rising.

''While it doesn't concern any of us, I did feel around just now, and I don't believe Charlie is pregnant. But let's change the subject.''

Schaffer continued talking about other reasons for vets to stick their arms in the rears of animals. Mostly stomach problems, and for semen extraction, though that used an ejaculator probe.

Some students laughed at the thought of ''anal probing'' and Charlie found herself getting even wetter at the thought of one of those.

Charlie had a lot on her mind with the arm in her and tuned out much of the lecture again. Until Schaffer said something that had her worried.

''Hey Charlie, I need to write some more on the board but I need to turn around for that. Can you turn with me?''

They started turning with small careful steps but every movement shifted Schaffer's arm, further arousing Charlie. To make matters worse, she looked up mid-turn and saw his students. Until now she had mostly kept her mind, what little part of it that wasn't massively horny, on things other than the fact that a whole class saw her getting fisted by their teacher. One or two were looking with mild interest, several were taking notes, one still looked asleep. And a few were looking at their phones. She quickly covered her face, blushing again. Is this normal to them, is every lecture this hands-on, Charlie wondered. The turn completed, Schaffer could finally to write on the board and she could try to calm down from the stimulation and embarrassment.

This was not to be. Schaffer moved around as he wrote meaning his arm moved giving Charlie no opportunity to calm down. While she wasn't near climax the unfamiliar, constant stimulation together with the embarrassment of having an audience made her uncomfortably horny. She had to cover her muzzle or she might have moaned, disturbing the lecture, or asked Schaffer to move faster to finish her off..

This continued for some time. Until...

''Alright Charlie, I think I'm done writing and I'd like to see my students again. Are you ready to turn back?''

Turning back was the same awkward shuffle. Though this time Charlie covered her muzzle and made sure to look down at her front paws to better ignore her audience. When the turn finally completed she wasn't sure how she was still standing with how all her legs trembled. Some of it was probably due to Schaffer holding her up like a sock puppet. Her rear legs felt cold from how much her pussy had leaked during the lecture. I probably smell like I'm in heat, she thought.

Schaffer kept lecturing and Charlie was very grateful that he kept mostly still, letting her calm down slightly and get her mind and horniness under control. She even somewhat kept up with the rest of the lecture. It didn't particularly interest her but there was little else she could do. She figured she might as well try to learn something from this, other than what it felt like having an arm in her ass.

But eventually...

''Charlie, it's time for my students to try this so I'm going to pull out my arm. Are you ready?''

Oh, right, more more hands digging around in my ass, I had forgotten about that part, Charlie thought.

''Uuh... yeah, go ahead.'' She mumbled.

Schaffer slowly pulled out his arm, Charlie suddenly feeling empty, like a deflated balloon. His arm was finally out, leaving her tailhole gaping but she was too horny and tired to care. She heard Schaffer remove his glove and discard it.

''Good girl'', he said and patted her on the rump. With that patting, Charlie felt a draft of cold air inside her rear, causing her to quickly shiver, poof up her tail and raise her hackles. Had she been more coherent she may have moaned for anyone to quickly stick a hand there. Luckily, she only groaned quietly and the feeling quickly passed.

''Now then'' She heard Schaffer say ''who wants to go first?''

Charlie had not counted how many students there were and she wasn't about to look their way now, covering her muzzle again. She heard one of them step up, put on a new glove and start poking at her tailhole. At Schaffer's encouragement the hand slowly went in, not quite up to the elbow, felt around for a bit and pulled out. Another student stepped up. This one need little encouragement and stuffed a gloved hand in up to the elbow. Then there was a lot of poking and feeling at her insides. She vaguely heard a voice asking questions and Schaffer answering, but she was too busy with her pleasure building as the hand moved. But, too soon it pulled out, leaving Charlie hanging.

More hands followed. Some poked more, others less. One hand barely got in before it was pulled out followed by a ''ewwww'' and steps quickly walking away.

Another hand took its place, this one wasted little time pushing in and feeling around. She felt it do something and suddenly a voice spoke.

''Hey, Charlie, how many fingers am I holding up? Shaken out of her pleasure-induced haze, she forced herself to think, and then speak, hands still covering her muzzle.

''Uuuhh... two?''

''Close. Three.'' the voice answered and the hand slowly pulled out.

Some more hands followed, but nothing out of what was now ''the ordinary'' happened and Charlie was at a comfortable level of pleasure. This hand was similar to the others, going in to near the elbow and moving around slowly. After a minute or two it pulled out. Then she felt more fingers at her tailhole, starting to pull it open. This was getting uncomfortable. She let out a weak whine as she felt breathing on her rear.

''Erica, what are you doing?'' Schaffer asked.

''Just want to take a look.'', the fingers kept pulling her open.

''You will have plenty of opportunities to look in future lectures, when we start with the rectoscopes. Now please stop trying to make Charlie look like Goatse. And wash your hands, I can see you're only wearing one glove.''

The fingers let go.

No more hands went into Charlie's rear, she assumed all the students had gotten a feel as Schaffer started speaking again. She couuld finally lower her tail, covering her still slightly gaping tailhole and dripping pussy. It seemed the lecture was almost over as he started talking about work to be handed in on the next lecture and what chapters to read before that. She soon heard them starting to pack up their things and leave. All the time she made it a point to look straight ahead, at the wall, hands over her muzzle.

Charlie stood on the table, covering over her muzzle and staring at the wall until all the students had left. She felt Schaffer's hand on her withers.

''Hey Charlie, you look tired, want me to help you get down from the table?'' he asked.

She mumbled and nodded, and in a few moments he had nearly lifted her off the table and set her down on the floor.

They walked out into the corridor which was mostly empty. Charlie was grateful for that. She felt like she had done two hours of ''anal-only adult birthday party''. And probably smelled like it as well.

''Want me to walk you to the toilets so you can freshen up'' Schaffer asked, ''you smell a bit, well, horny''.

''Yes, I'd like that'' she said. She was still wobbly, sweaty, her rear legs were wet down to the hocks and she was pent up from all the stimulation. What Charlie really wanted to do was to lie down in bed with a vibrator in her ass until she had climaxed away all the horniness that had built up during the past two hours. Or perhaps two vibrators, the other in her pussy? Followed by a long shower.

''Toilet it is then'' Schaffer said as they walked slowly. He paused, seeming to think for a moment before speaking again. ''You know, there will be more lectures in the future and even if I could convince the school to get a new fake horse tomorrow it would still take some time for the school to have one delivered. Would you be interested in assisting on some more lectures, perhaps on a semi regular basis? You would be paid the same rate as today.''

They stopped near the toilets, Charlie thinking for a moment before reaching for her breast pocket. She pulled out a card and gave it to Schaffer, his ears perked up and his tail wagged slightly.

''Here's my card. Call me the next time you have a lecture where I can be useful. But. I expect you to be more upfront about what the lecture will be about and what is expected from me.''

''Will do'' he answered ''I will need to brush up on taur anatomy to see what lectures can be adapted to you.''

Charlie had a thought.

''With that out of the way, would you be interested in some of my regular services? Well, not right now, but perhaps some other time?

Schaffer looked at her, blinked before he realized what she meant.

''Oh, no thanks, I'm happily married since many years.'' He chuckled. ''The missus won't believe me when I tell her about today's lecture. Take care now, Charlie.''

Schaffer smiled and walked away, his tail wagging as Charlie stepped into the toilet to freshen up before catching the bus home.

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