"Oh young man!" Ms. Cummings calls across the room. "Your name is Zane, yes? Could you please come up to the front here?"
There is an audible cry of disappointment from many of the other students as they put their hands down. Zane turns to face Ms. Cummings, and stares at her for a long moment, though it's hard to tell as his long, shaggy hair mostly covers his eyes. He slowly stands up and walks to the front, and waits in front of you without saying a word.
"Nice of you to finally join us," says Ms. Cummings sarcastically. "As a student of this school, you'll be expected to help weed out the weak, doomed snacks like her. Those of you who make it out of here today are the only ones who will be worth teaching, the rest will be dripping into the sewer, never to return. Zane, you look like you have what it takes to make a fine predator, so follow my example from earlier and melt this girl down into cum."
"Can't," says Zane plainly.
Ms. Cummings, caught off guard, blinks a few times before responding.
"Excuse me? Could you repeat that?"
"Can't. I'm not hard," says Zane.
Zane's right, even though everyone else in the school seemingly was rock hard at all times, his dick hung limply off his crotch. He's quite large even while flaccid, and his balls match, looking about the size of grapefruits. In truth, the idea of getting melted down inside them turns you on, but you aren't sure why Zane seems disinterested.
"Okay, well... Just get hard?" says Ms. Cummings, still a bit bewildered.
"Don't feel like it," says Zane.
The class starts muttering amongst themselves before another boy stands from his seat.
"I'll do it, Ms. Cummings!" he says.
"Quiet! Sit down before I melt you too!"
Ms. Cummings leans in close to Zane and speaks more seriously.
"Zane, I'm the teacher, and you're the student. You are here to learn. If you refuse to do that then you have no place here and I can show you both what happens when students disobey. Understand?"
Zane doesn't say anything, and simply turns his head slightly to the side. Ms. Cummings puts a hand on your shoulder and pushes you down in front of him.
"Get him hard and then climb inside on your own, preyslut," she says coldly.
You really don't want to die, but at the same time you can't help but want to touch him. You rub your hands, slightly slicked with cum, up and down the sides of his shaft. You feel it grow warmer at your touch and it twitches a little. You bring your face in, nuzzling the head of his penis before running your tongue against it. It's so delicious you can hardly imagine it's real. The mixture of your teacher's cum, and his sweat and natural odor causes you to start panting. You kiss up and down his cock before finally taking the head into your mouth. It's so big it barely fits, and it's so heavy you almost can't lift it. As you take more and more of the penis inside you can feel it getting stiff. You pump your head back and forth, getting more confident with each one. You hold his balls, feeling them gurgle hungrily at you. As he rises to full mast, you can't help but be amazed at how perfect it is. Your penis isn't tiny by any measure, but he's much longer and thicker, you estimate that he's over thirteen inches.
You release him from your mouth and allow him to rest his cock on your face, Ms. Cummings was right, your a preyslut, nothing but a worthless pile of splooge to be shot out and forgotten. You want this. You can't wait any longer. You pull his dick down and lick the hole over and over until it begins to part.
"Hey," says Zane, breaking you out of your trance. "What's your name?"
"Natsume Poli," you say.
"Got it," he says before grabbing the back of your head and shoving your face into his dick.
The smell and feeling is overwhelming. The moment your head enters inside you start cumming, shooting your load all over the floor between his feet. It was by far the strongest orgasm of your life, and likely one of the last. As you quiver in post orgasm bliss, you can feel the cockmeat around you pulse and pull you in further over your neck and shoulders, your sensitive breasts, and down your stomach. Your face has made it into his balls and you can feel the skin stretching out as more of your body follows. You can just barely make out the voices from outside.
"See? I knew you were a natural," says Ms. Cummings. "Class, look how smoothly she is sliding into his cock. The way he's flexing himself allows all the work to be done without him having to even use his hands. It's slow, but sensual, and some predators prefer to take their time and lengthen the feeling."
Zane doesn't say anything, and as your butt gets close to the tip of his cock he spanks your ass. The sudden impact rockets another orgasm out of you. Your cum splatters on the floor, adding to the mess. You feel lightheaded from the repeated orgasms and the heavy semen stench from deep in his balls. Your now flaccid cock slides into his along with your butt and soon your legs and feet too. You curl up in his sack, comforted by how warm it is and the feeling of your body being gently turned into liquid. You had heard horror stories of preds who violently crush their prey in one clench, but this was nothing like that. It's nice, like falling asleep in a soft bed.
Outside, Ms. Cummings continues teaching the class.
"Well done Zane, now that she's nothing but a puddle, spray her onto the floor and be rid of her."
Zane silently stares at her for a few seconds.
"Nah," he says.
"'Nah'?!?" cries Ms. Cummings. "What do you mean 'nah'?!?"
"This school has reformers for a reason, I plan on using 'em."
"Cumsluts like her are meant to be eaten and thrown away, not brought back to be rewarded for their mediocrity!"
"Too bad," says Zane as he begins to walk towards the door.
"Oh no you don't!"
Ms. Cummings reaches for Zane's dick in an attempt to force an orgasm out of him.
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