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The bright ringing of a class-ending school bell echoed throughout the school, reverberating on the classroom windows as it carried over from the hallway. The sound sparked expected murmuring and fidgeting among the packed class of high school seniors as the crowd of young adults waited for the coveted words from their teacher, standing between the chalkboard and a modest teacher’s desk. Despite their visible restlessness, Emmett was subtly happy to see that almost no one had begun stashing their books away before he opened his mouth. “Is it two already? Well, as they say, time really does fly when one is engrossed in literature studies.” The thirty-year-old okapi’s words prompted a few of the more diligent students to crack a smile or two, whilst garnering expected eye-rolls and scoffs from others. Knowing that his students were waiting, Emmett slowly walked over to his desk, planting his palms onto its slightly scratched surface even more slowly as he briefly enjoyed the combined attention of the whole class for the first time in the seventy minutes he had been teaching them. He waited for a few seconds longer before eventually cracking a smirk. “Class dismissed.” Upon him saying those two words, the class erupted into semi-controlled chaos as all of the youngsters hurried to put their books away, fiddling with their backpacks and whispering to their friends as they were finally free from the teacher’s tyrannical rule. “I will be seeing you all next week, as there is no literature class tomorrow. Please remember to work on your assignment. I’m giving you an entire week to work on it, and it is not due until next Thursday. A thousand-word essay on one of the topics listed in the handout, as well as a short textual review of one of the articles also listed on the very same handout. If your essay is exceptionally well argued, I will accept submissions down to six hundred words. However, if you are not completely confident in your text, I would not advise you to return anything below eight hundred words.” Emmett announced, scanning the desks of his students to confirm that everyone indeed had the handout he was referring to. “And please remember that you’re not doing this assignment for me, but yourselves. The final exams are fast approaching, and many of you still need to improve your writing skills and reading comprehension in order to perform up to standard. So please take this seriously for your own sake. Even if you don’t turn in the perfect essay or review, you can still learn from the feedback I will give on each work individually. Am I being clear, Mr. Doan?” The tall male tiger, reclined in his chair as far back as gravity would allow him to, twitched upon hearing his last name. It did not, however, prompt him to fix his poor posture. The cap-wearing feline slowly cocked his head to look at Emmett, his eyes showing no signs of intelligent thought, only rebellion and boredom. The nineteen-year-old wrinkled his muzzle and scoffed, turning his attention to one of his varsity-jacket-wearing jock buddies who was explaining something to him. “Remember. I can and will take the matter of your academic success up with your coach unless you show improvement. So study the handout carefully and, for god’s sake, turn in your assignment before the deadline this time.” The small group of jocks at the back of the class voiced a collective ‘oooOOOooo’ in response to Emmett’s subtle threat, which naturally prompted the big tiger to respond. Allowing his chair to fall back onto its intended orientation, the feline youngster theatrically crumbled up the handout sheet and tossed it halfway across the class. A moment later, he raised his right fist and extended a middle finger indignantly. Emmett smirked and hung his head for a few seconds. “Excellent! I guess you will be staying a few minutes after class to discuss your behaviour. And before you hiss at me or get your whiskers in a knot, I am aware that you have practice in twenty minutes. I will be mindful of that. Oh, just leave it, Stacy. He will pick it up once I’m done talking to him.” Emmett smiled and shook his head at the female gecko, who was about to pick up the tiger’s handout from the floor. The shy reptile nodded her head and left the bundle of paper on the classroom floor. “Everyone except Tyler is free to leave. Have a good rest of the day, and I look forward to seeing you all next week.” The majority of the young anthros started slowly streaming out of the class, joining the ever-growing mass of their peers in the hallway, which was growing noisier by the second. Emmett continued to lean on his desk, nodding at the students who cared to wave or smile him goodbye, whilst ignoring the cold gaze cast at him from the back of the classroom. Little by little, the populace inside the classroom continued to dwindle until finally even the last student – except for the tiger jock – had left the room. Emmett took his hands off his desk and erected his body to its modest five feet seven inches stature, taking a moment to fix the pair of big, round-framed glasses resting on his muzzle. He then turned his attention towards the back of the class, where the lone, tall feline sat lazily with his arms crossed and a mean furrow on his stripy brow. This was far from the first time the two had been in this very setting. Being very much aware of his student’s anxiety to leave for his football practice, Emmett allowed an entire minute to pass without saying a word. He liked to do that with troublesome students, but especially the impatient jock types like Tyler. After a few frustrated huffs and eyerolls, he finally opened his mouth. “Would you mind picking up the handout sheet you just tossed and taking it to the bin by the door?” Emmett asked calmly, fully knowing what to expect as a response. And surely enough, another middle finger was raised at him. “I see…” The thirty-year-old Okapi chuckled, basking in the rebellious contempt he received from the feline. “Then what if I were to ask it from you a bit differently? Pick it up, you dumb jock!” Speaking the last two words with heavy emphasis, Emmett snapped the fingers of his right hand firmly. Tyler flinched and ended up fixing his posture, appearing somewhat confused to hear the usually mild-mannered Okapi addressing him so rudely. “Did you not hear me, dumb jock?” Emmett repeated, snapping his fingers twice and staring deep into the young feline’s doubtful eyes. “Pick up that handout and take it to the bin.” The look on Tyler’s face was priceless as he quickly got up from his seat and marched to the middle of the class, swiftly scooping up the bundled piece of paper from the floor. The athletic tiger looked confused and even a little bit frightened as he straightened his back and began walking towards to classroom door where the small, rectangular plastic bin was located. Emmett just smiled, maintaining eye contact with the bulky jock as he walked over to the door and carefully dropped the assignment sheet into the trash. “Very good. Now, lock the door and take a seat right here in the front row. Dumb jock!” Another snap of okapi fingers echoed around the classroom while Tyler fulfilled Emmett’s order without delay. And judging by the flummoxed expression on his stripy face, it appeared as if he still wasn’t fully aware of why he obeyed his teacher so promptly. “Now… Pay close attention… Dumb jock!” Emmett said, tapping the corner of his desk twice, which made Tyler sit up straight as if someone had just yanked his tail. Emmett walked over the the chalkboard and snapped his fingers. Tyler twitched. The okapi picked up a long piece of white chalk from the rack at the bottom of the board and displayed it to the tiger. He snapped his fingers again, and sure enough, the striped cat flinched. Then, Emmett placed the tip of the chalk at the very right edge of the chalkboard, snapping his fingers twice with the expected outcome. And then, as the stunned tiger’s big green eyes were observing him without blinking, he dragged the chalk to the very middle of the board, where he drew a big circle. Emmett then tapped the board with the piece of chalk twice before snapping his fingers once again. Emmett smiled as he witnessed Tyler tensing up and subsequently relaxing. He could see his eyes growing empty and unfocused, and the tiger’s previously restless tail falling fully limp behind the chair he was sitting on. The confused expression on his face morphed into one of utter daze, like there wasn’t a single thought floating inside the striped student athlete's mind. And had Emmett successfully completed his procedure, there shouldn’t have been. “Well then…” Emmett muttered, slowly walking away from the chalkboard and back to his desk. “Who should I entertain myself with today…” He looked into Tyler’s empty, dim eyes, which had just a few moments ago flickered with such dissent and callousness. A careful smile rose onto his face as he sat on the corner of his desk and began to loosen his tie. The tiger didn’t respond. While his imagination got to work, Emmett glanced at the door, watching the indistinct silhouettes slipping past the small, blurred window which read “C301” in grey decal letters. He soon raised his gaze a bit higher, at the steadily ticking clock over the classroom entrance. The hands of the simple, black and white school time-ticker were currently set at two and five. Emmett still had a good fifteen minutes to have fun with Tyler. “Hmmm… Perhaps I should finally use that… It’s already been a while since I bought it. And I feel like that would serve as a good, deserved humiliation for today’s antics.” Emmett muttered, taking off his tie and folding it neatly onto the table. “But who should wear it…?” The adult okapi crossed his legs and stared at his empty-eyed student for a while. He cocked his head from side to side, eyeing the dazed tiger up and down while tapping his desk with his fingers. “...It has been a while since I talked to Tyra, hasn’t it? And I know she will just rock that outfit.” Emmett chuckled, standing up from his desk and walking over to Tyler. Just imagining what he was about to do was able to make the back of his neck tingle with excitement. The tiger jock didn’t move a whisker as Emmett slammed his palms onto the desk the younger male was sitting at and established eye contact with the striped athlete. He soon raised his right hand and snapped his fingers. First, he snapped them directly in front of Tyler’s nose. Next, twice by the big cat’s left ear. And after he snapped his fingers directly above the feline’s forehead, he tapped the worn-out desk with his fingers. “Dumb jock! It’s time for Tyler to take a nap. The disobedient, cocky, and brash Tyler will fall asleep and slumber until the school bell rings the next time. You remember the sound of the school bell, don’t you? Dumb jock!” Emmett whispered, snapping his fingers with each repetition of the words ‘dumb jock’. “While Tyler sleeps, Tyra will take over instead. Yes… Tyra. We like Tyra, do we not? Oblivious Tyra. The Tyra who loves her teacher. The Tyra who loves attention. The Tyra who loves to please others. The Tyra who loves cock… The Tyra who likes to dress up. The sexy Tyra. The slutty Tyra. A good, feminine tiger who’s obedient and knows nothing. Dumb jock!” Emmett drew breath, observing for any reactions from the tiger. When there were none, he continued. “Remember, dumb jock, you will continue to behave as Tyra until the school bell rings, or until I clap my hands twice. Dumb jock… When I clap my hands, Tyler will be asleep and Tyra will be awake. Dumb jock!” Drawing away from Tyler’s desk, Emmett swiftly clapped his hands. Tyler flinched, stiffened up, and relaxed, all in the span of a single second. His big head fell limp and hung on his chest for a few seconds before he twitched again and raised it. Now the feline’s eyes were no longer blank. They were bright, dazzling almost. But not with the usual emotions that they usually contained. Emmett folded his arms and waited as Tyler looked around himself like a confused hen. When the tiger jock’s eyes eventually fell onto the smiling okapi, they grew even brighter and a big, silly smile took over his entire muzzle. “Heyyyy, Teach~!” The big jock meowed, pushing his hands over the desk and stretching them like a cat. He soon planted his elbows onto the desk and leaned his chin on top of his palms, casting a dreamy gaze at Emmett whilst smiling. “Didn’t I tell you to call me Mr. Harris?” Emmett chuckled, poking his glasses a bit higher on the bridge of his muzzle with his left index finger. “Hehe… Sowwy tea- I mean Mr. Harris.” Tyler giggled, eyeing the small okapi from head to toe, even if his gaze happened to gravitate towards the older male’s groin. “So… Tyra. You’ve turned your assignment in late again.” Emmett cleared his throat, folding his arms as he looked down at the ditsy tiger along his muzzle. “What’s more, I don’t think you even wrote it yourself.” Emmett could see the hairs standing up on Tyler’s neck, and he quickly retreated into a defensive position, lifting his feet onto the small chair and wrapping his arms around his knees whilst trying to avoid eye contact with the okapi. Thanks to his big, clumsy jock body, he managed to look both ridiculous and adorable doing so. “Really? I don’t like… Remember any assignments being given out. But if I did umm… Not turn it in in time, and that uhh… Other stuff. I want you to know I’m like… Totally sorry about it.” Tyler muttered, slowly stretching out his legs whilst still maintaining the slouched posture of a bashful schoolgirl. “I’m afraid an apology won’t quite cut it. You’re going to fail the class if you don’t clean up your act and bump your grades higher.” Emmett huffed, doing his best to act stern even if he never did so in public. “Oh nooo~ That would be like… Terrible, I guess. Are you sure I can’t do something to make up for the late turn-in, teach- I mean, Mr. Harris?” Tyler asked, anxiously poking at the floor with the tip of his sneakers whilst simultaneously looking at Emmett from under his brows. “I mean… You gave me that suppository lesson last time, and I feel like I really learned a lot from that.” “Supplementary lesson. Sup-ple-men-ta-ry.” Emmett spelled the correct word out to the tiger, who tried and failed at replicating it with his mouth, drawing a dumb, cutesy smile on his muzzle as he did. “But yes… I suppose I could give you a supplementary lesson to help you with your grades.” “Yay! Thanks, Mr. Harris! You’re the best!” Tyler meowed, jumping up from his chair and looking like he was about to pounce to hug Emmett. In the end, he wound up standing next to his desk somewhat awkwardly and once again poking at the floor with his sneakers whilst bashfully peeking at the okapi from the corner of his eye. “Let us get started. But before we begin, I actually have something for you, Tyra. A gift!” “Oh, wow! For reals? What did you get me?” “This!” Emmett announced, pulling up an unassuming, dark blue paper bag with woven handles from underneath his desk. “It’s a new outfit. Try it on.” “No wayyy~! I love dressing up! Oh, and it’s such a cute color too! Thank you so much, teach!“ Tyler squealed, peeking inside the bag as he received it from Emmett. “Can I, like, try it on right now?” “Of course! I was hoping you would wear it for your supplementary lesson.” “Yay!” Emmett smiled as the hypnotized tiger, with over six feet of height, jumped up and down like an excited impala. He had almost forgotten how much he enjoyed the excitable, meek Tyra’s company. It was amazing how cute and feminine even a bigger male could appear if they set their mind to it. Or if somebody set it for them. “I was meaning to ask you te- Mr. Harris… But… What like… Happened to my normal clothes? The cute, slutty uniform I had on last time? These are boys’ clothes, right?” Tyler asked, looking at his own body while twitching his ears with confusion. “You forgot to pack your clothes for P.E, so Tyler borrowed you his.” “Oh~ Is that so? Well, anyway, let me try on the outfit you got for me!” Possessing no self-awareness whatsoever, Tyler immediately began to strip. He slipped out of his varsity jacket and placed it on top of a nearby desk, pinching it with two fingers like he was handling something dirty. Emmett guessed Tyra didn’t appreciate the scent of her male self. Next, the hypnotized tiger pulled the small white t-shirt off his shoulders, setting it on top of his jacket before stretching his upper body, pulling his strong arms far above his head, and arching his neck and back like a proper feline, sticking out his chest. As obnoxious as the tiger was, as his usual self, Emmett couldn’t deny him having a great body. Big, firm pecs, chiseled abdomen, and strong-looking back. The tiger’s torso was most certainly enviable, especially from the point of view of someone like Emmett, whose body was a lot softer and slimmer. But that was exactly why Tyler would look good in the outfit the okapi had picked for him. Finishing his long stretch, Tyler glanced at Emmett and flinched as if he had forgotten his presence entirely. Blushing slightly, the bulky youngster covered up his chest with his arm, bashfully turning his back to the older male whilst not-so-subtly stealing glances at him for his reaction. “O-oop! I didn’t have my bra on… How silly of me.” The tiger giggled, subtly sticking out his butt as he hugged his own torso, nervously shifting his weight from one foot to another. He glanced back at Emmett over his shoulder, quickly turning his muzzle away once he saw the okapi looking. “Don’t worry, I won’t look. You can continue taking your clothes off.” Emmett chuckled, feeling a playful tickle of arousal inside his pants as he watched his student fidgeting about in front of him. “You promise?” “I promise.” “Like, promise for real?” “Yes.” “Oh… Okay then.” Tyler didn’t even look back to check whether Emmett was keeping his word, which he was not, as he began unbuckling the belt of his jeans. Emmett fixed his glasses as the tight denim pants soon fell onto the floor, exposing the tiger’s firm behind, which, to the okapi educator’s surprise, was only clad in a jockstrap. He had heard the rumors that some jocks preferred going half-commando at school on practice days, but up until now, he had been nonethewiser regarding whether the rumors were true or not. And now he had his confirmation. Confirmation in the form of two big, striped tiger cheeks sitting snugly next to one another in the taut squeeze of a jockstrap just a few feet in front of him. God, did Tyler have a great ass. Even disregarding the fact that he was an active athlete, the young feline possessed a set of impressive mounds on his behind. Emmett just loved watching it in the nude, all round and jutting. A majority of the class girls would have probably been very jealous had they known what kind of an ass the male tiger was hiding inside his jeans. On a female, that kind of posterior would have been the ultimate cheat code to garnering a few hundred thousand horny followers on social media. It was that perfect. Although Emmett was partially to thank for its voluptuous shape. The okapi had hypnotized the tiger to subconsciously train his glutes with a bit more enthusiasm than a regular athlete would. And each time he got Tyler to take his pants off, he was more and more pleased with the results. Emmett took a deep breath and rubbed a hand over his crotch. “Oh, right! My sneakers!” Emmett bit his lower lip and tilted his muzzle as the stripping tiger bent down without a care in the world, unintentionally flaunting his fat teen ass towards the chalkboard. The okapi was tempted to slip the hand that was caressing his crotch into a place where it could provide him with more direct stimulation, but he contained his urges, being content to just tease himself, just as his striped student was doing. Soon enough, Tyler was able to open the strings on his sneakers and step out of his jeans. Emmett let out a silent sigh as he watched the feline’s rump jiggle in its elastic harness. “What are these? Some kind of weird panties…?” Tyler muttered, curiously inspecting his jockstrap. “They feel kinda breezy…” The front of Emmett’s beige trousers grew a whole lot tighter as the oblivious feline stretched the waistband of the jockstrap and subsequently allowed it to snap back onto his hip, which caused an overtly erotic ripple effect on his tightly harnessed cheeks. “Oh, well…” Tyler shrugged before bending over again, this time very slowly pulling the jockstrap down to his ankles. Emmett could feel his stiff erection creeping down within his pant leg. He would have to get rid of his trousers very soon, or otherwise things would get really uncomfortable for him. “Okayyy! I’m done taking my clothes off!” Tyle announced, turning around as if he had forgotten he was now fully naked. He was wearing a shy smile, but otherwise looked unbothered by Emmett watching his bare body. “Good girl…” Emmett muttered, subtly glancing at Tyler’s flaccid malehood. The tiger was definitely a bit smaller below the belt than what one might have expected from a male of his size. But that wasn’t to say he was otherwise any smaller than your average high-schooler either. A nice pair of balls and a decent-sized, uncut cock. Nothing more, nothing less. “Now just put on the outfit, and we can get started with the extra lesson.” “Sure thing, teach!” Tyler smiled, starting to rummage through the paper bag for the aforementioned clothing items. The tiger was quickly lost in his own little world, not paying attention to anything around him except for the clothes he pulled out from the navy blue paper bag. Emmett’s okapi dick lurched forward within the confines of his trousers, gradually swelling up one throb at a time as he watched the hypnotized tiger getting dressed in the outfit he had prepared for him. The skimpy, pink bikini bottoms found their way onto Tyler’s hips after a short while, further accentuating the destructive shape of the hypnotized feline’s rear-end while absolutely failing at covering the young male’s genitals to any extent. A while later, a bikini top – matching in color and the amount of fabric – got strapped around the tiger’s bulging chest. It was barely enough to cover Tyler’s nipples. Taking a moment to admire his new ‘underwear’, Tyler soon continued dressing up, digging the remaining clothes out from the paper bag and slipping his muscled body into them. The magenta micro bikinis were paired up with another obnoxiously pink and skimpy set of clothes: a slutty cheerleading uniform. A skirt, which was already laughably short, was pulled up onto Tyler’s hips, where it acted as an erotic decoration, barely covering the upper third of the big cat’s sizable ass, leaving the majority of his round rump cheeks hanging out rather enticingly. The skirt’s modest size also left the straps of the bikini bottom easily visible above the waistband. The top wasn’t much different. With the chest circumference possessed by the feline athlete, the clothing item appeared comically small, getting stretched to its absolute limits over Tyler’s impressive pecks and bulky shoulders. The word made out of glitter in the front of it became completely unintelligible, even for a literature teacher like Emmett. Finally, the okapi teacher was looking at his student clad in a micro bikini cheerleader uniform combo. Something only a true slut would wear out of their own volition. Luckily, that was exactly how Emmett had programmed Tyra. “Oh my gosh~! This is such a hot outfit! I love it!” Tyler giggled, giving himself a quick spin, which made his new skirt flutter. “I thought you would.” Emmet smiled. It was getting harder and harder for him to endure the squeeze applied to his erection by his pants. “I don’t know if you noticed, but there’s even a special makeup kit at the bottom.” “Oh my gosh! There totally is! Thankies! I can try this on as well, right?” “Naturally!” Tyler wasted no time popping the small makeup kit open in his big predator paw and inspecting what was inside. He gasped with delight and immediately dug up his phone from the pocket of his discarded jeans, opening the camera app to use as a mirror as she applied the makeup onto his face. Just like a genuine high school girl would have. And just like a proper slutty, high school girl, it only took Tyler a moment to be finished. He soon emerged from behind his phone with striking, magenta lipstick and a dash of peach-hued eyeshadow decorating his masculine muzzle. The tiger pursed his lips, snapping a few pictures of his new look while making various expressions, all of which were either seductive or just straight up slutty. “Gosh…I like… Totally look like a huge slut.” He muttered after a while, quickly turning his attention to the okapi watching him. “Thanks, Mr. Harris!” “Don’t mention it.” “I hope it didn’t cost much… Hey! What if I did a sexy dance for you to repay for the outfit?” Tyler asked, leaning against a nearby desk, arching his back and biting his lower lip in an attempt to appear seductive. “Thank you, but that won’t be necessar-” Before Emmett was able to decline, Tyler hastily shoved his phone into his hands. The camera was recording. “I’ll dance for you! Make sure to record me!” Fixing his glasses yet again, Emmett held up the young feline’s phone as Tyler began dancing. Emmett wasn’t aware enough of the social media culture of the younger generation to recognize the erratic choreography the tiger jock began moving his body to. But just as Tyler had promised, the moves he performed were indeed very provocative in the sexual sense. There was a lot of gyration and lots of suggestive hip-thrusts, which emphasized the tiger’s wobbly ass even further than his outfit already did. The dance also involved lots of twerking in many different, increasingly creative positions, including but not limited to: Tyler leaning his torso down towards the floor and shaking his ass whilst facing Emmett, Tyler crouching down and bouncing his cheeks with his hands on his knees, and even the tiger lifting his left knee on top of a desk and just letting his striped butt clap away while casting a seductive look into the camera, and at his teacher. The big tiger could throw his ass back remarkably well for a straight jock, even if he was hypnotized as a teen slut of the opposite gender. Watching the fat, striped mounds bounce about underneath the fluttery hem of the pink cheerleading skirt, even for a little while, was able to make Emmett’s erection try to rip itself through the fabric of his trousers. After one singular minute, the okapi could already feel pre squirting down his pant leg. As little as he wanted to interrupt the erotic dance and the enthusiastic tiger performing it, Emmett was eventually forced to clear his throat, both for the sake of his own sanity as well as the limited time he had to fool around with his hypnotized kitty. “That’s… Quite enough… Thank you, Tyra. Your dance was… Superb. However, I think it’s about time we get started with the lesson.” Tyler appeared to pout for a split second, but quickly put on a bright smile. The smile only widened when he saw the male okapi dropping his pants. “Oh, woooooooooow! It’s already so big!” He gasped, seeing Emmett’s equine-esque breeding instrument springing forth from the elder male’s groin. The girthy cock with a hue of dark chocolate throbbed as it was released from its cloth prison, shooting one lone string of pre onto the classroom floor as it stood up to its full fifteen-inch length. “Well… You have your little dance to thank for that.” Emmet chuckled, sighing deeply as the cool classroom air caressed his shaft, slowly absorbing the scent of his sex. “Are we going to do oval practice again?” Tyler asked, looking even more excited. “Oral practice. And yes… I thought we could start with that. I take it you remember how it’s done? Get down on your knees and-” Emmet was barely able to finish the word ‘knees’ before Tyler was already kneeling by his crotch, his big predator muzzle invitingly opened to receive his cock. The okapi shuddered. It felt addictingly good to see the troublemaking feline so meek and obedient. Even more so when the obedience was elicited by the huge cock which throbbed just a few inches away from the ditsy tiger’s face. “Eager, huh… Fine, fine… Just let me put the condom on and I’ll have that gaping maw of yours fed in no time.” “Awww~ Couldn’t you just like… Do it raw?” Tyler pouted, leaning closer to the hard shaft and giving it a small sniff and a kiss before rubbing his fluffy muzzle against it. “Believe me, I would like to… But it could get messy. Do you remember the last time when you almost choked and then had to pull it out, and half of the desks behind you got my cum on them?” Emmett sighed, digging out an XL equine condom from his desk drawer and deftly slipping it over his cock while Tyler tried giving him his best puppy dog eyes. “Ugh~ That was like, one time! I promise I’ll be more careful this time!” He moaned, inhaling the scent of the monstrous okapi dick and giving it small kisses while it throbbed against his face. “Sorry, but a teacher has to be strict sometimes. I wouldn’t have the time to clean up half the classroom if another accident occurred. But tell you what. If you’re a good girl and make me cum real hard, I might give you a nice, messy creampie up the tailhole later on in the lesson.” Emmett’s promise made the tiger lighten up, and he soon looked very eager to start guzzling the pillar of okapi cock twitching on his face. He was almost quivering with anticipation. “You may begin when ready.” Tyler began immediately. The tip of the equine condom was inflated by a small burst of pre as the hungry tiger dragged his tongue up along the undersurface of Emmett’s cock, ending his hasty ascent by scooping the blunt okapi cockhead into his maw, from where it plunged down his esophagus a second later. Emmett blew air out of his nostrils and flapped his ears as the soft, painted lips of his male student slipped down along his shaft. He gripped the sides of his desk with both hands as the arousing warmth of another being’s mouth enveloped a good half of his cock within just a few seconds, eliciting a strong breeding reflex in his body. The pleasure quickly began to flow from his shaft down to his sheath and testes. After swirling around a little while to stoke his desires, it quickly continued onto the rest of his lower half, feeding his physique devious impulses to move the striped okapi hips, which rested against the table. Emmett resisted them to the best of his ability, wanting Tyler to do all of the work, at least for the time being. Tyler planted his palms onto the floor, positioning his feline erection between his wrists as he leaned deeper and deeper onto the massive breeding pole extruding from his teacher’s groin. The dressed-up tiger didn’t cough or struggle as he fed inch after inch of the thick teacher cock into his own throat, soon pushing his colorful lips past the entrance of the condom, which – like most equine condoms – only reached about halfway of Emmett’s length. A soft purr emerged from between the older okapi’s thighs, and the male giraffidae flinched perceptibly as the moist lips and rough tongue of the lusty feline met with the taut flesh of his shaft directly. Emmet sighed, feeling how his cock pushed more and more pre into the condom tip, buried deep within Tyler’s snug feline throat. He tightened his grip on the desk and leaned back as the tiger gently swayed his head from side to side, wiggling his mouth further and further in on his colossal member. A pair of teasing shudders traveled along the fringes of Emmett’s body as the hypnotized kitty stopped to savor his treat, caressing the firm shaft with his soft tongue whilst rocking his head back and forth, producing soft slurping sounds with his magenta lips. Watching the tiger’s painted eyelids flutter as he suckled on the magnificent piece of breeding meat caused even more pre to surge into the inflating tip of the equine contraceptive. Tyler, or more fittingly, Tyra was able to handle Emmett’s cocks like a pro. The large feline’s throat had seemingly endless depth, and its owner wasn’t at all shy about utilizing all of it. How his student was able to fearlessly swallow over ten inches of dick without barely batting an eyelid never ceased to impress Emmett. At least if the career of a pro athlete didn’t pan out for Tyler, he could always get a job blowing stallions for a premium in some of the shadier establishments around town. If he were earnest enough doing that, he might even make more money than most college athletes. A soft sigh and a low purr echoed around the classroom when Tyler eventually brought his lips into a kiss with Emmett’s dark sheath. Feeling the noose of pleasure tightening around his genitals, the okapi educator quickly changed his mind about his student. Tyler wasn’t just good at deepthroating. He was a fucking monster. There was a soft moan, aggressive slurping, and a wet pop as Tyler abruptly retracted his head the whole fifteen inches that constituted the length of Emmett’s member. The swift movement of the tiger’s head extracted at least a handful of pre from the okapi fucktool, prompting Emmett to shiver violently. “How am I doing, Mr. Harris?” Tyler asked, using his tongue to play with the small balloon of pre that was dangling at the tip of his teacher’s cock. “Mhhh~ I totally forgot how big this thing was… And I’m still a bit bummed about the condom…” “You’re doing fine, Tyra. Splendid even.” Emmett huffed while his testes clenched with desire. The thick veins on the girthy shaft stood out as the okapi cock throbbed, flaring twice in quick succession, really giving the horse contraceptive a run for its money. “Please continue…” “Hehe~ I’m going to make you nut so freaking hard…” Tyler snickered, spending a few seconds trying to catch the swollen cockhead with his salivating maw. And once he finally got it where he wanted it, over ten inches of the condom-wrapped mating instrument disappeared to the depths of his throat in the blink of an eye. Emmett was compelled to take deep breaths as the squishy lips, eager tongue, and snug throat were wrapped around his shaft once again. The whole area of his genitals tingled as the striped predator purred against the magnificent male organ, hungrily caressing its taut surface with his oral anatomy and the pipe which extended towards his stomach. And then, Tyler began to move. The muffled moans and erotic sounds of slurping began echoing around the classroom as the hypnotized student athlete started properly deepthroating his hung teacher. The big predator muzzle moved back and forth along the long okapi dick with urgency, milking the erect breeding pillar like Tyler’s rent was due. Emmett could barely control his hips from bucking as the constant spasm of physical pleasure began assaulting him at a frightening frequency, teasing every muscle in his lower body. With each undulation of Tyler’s head, his testes started feeling fuller and heavier, and his cock stiffer and more restless. And Tyler didn’t slow down. Not in the slightest. Even the few instances of involuntary penile flaring didn’t slow down the dolled-up kitty, who was working ever so diligently for the thick okapi milk which he so desperately craved. After relentlessly blowing Emmett for an intense half minute, Tyler pulled all but the very tip of the giraffidae dick out of his mouth, holding the twitching flare in between his jaws until the older male glanced down at him. Locking eyes with his teacher, the young tiger started weaving his neck, slowly swallowing the taut shaft like a python, creeping deeper and deeper towards Emmett’s sheath, all while maintaining unbroken eye contact with him. Each devoured inch of cock was paired up with a subtle wiggling motion and a soft moan. The resulting sensation was a slow, gradually ramping burn of satisfaction which reached its explosive apex when the magenta cat lips eventually kissed the fervently panting okapi’s sheath. Emmett muffled a moan inside his long muzzle as the climactic pleasure slammed into his body. A pair of invisible hands lifted his testes against his groin, giving the big cum tanks a firm squeeze to get their contents to flow the way nature intended. His flare stretched out the condom as the frothing mass of giraffidae cum began its swift journey through the gaping okapi urethra, exploding into the tight caress of the latex sleeve in less than a single heartbeat from leaving Emmet’s balls. Just the first few bursts of the viscous seed were voluminous enough to start bloating the elastic contraceptive, which was truly tested for the “XL” claim printed on its packaging as more and more ejaculate poured into it. Tyler voiced a whimper as the jiggling balloon of sperm-filled latex inflated inside his throat, working against his striped body’s need for oxygen by effectively sealing off his esophagus and pressuring his trachea. But, being the stone cold blowjob queen that he was, the hypnotized feline barely even blinked his eyes, keeping the entirety of Emmett’s cock down his throat until the older male was done cumming; which wasn’t for a while. Emmett’s glasses were crooked, and his collared shirt was crumpled and sweaty whenever his orgasm subsided and Tyler retracted his muzzle from his sheath. Only barely standing up – despite leaning against his desk – Emmett watched as the swollen bulb of sperm emerged from his student’s throat, just barely avoiding the tiger’s numerous teeth on its way out of Tyler’s sloppy maw. A moment later, the wobbly balloon of okapi jizz dangled from the tip of Emmett’s cock, its elastic form fighting against gravity to prevent the contents from being splattered all over the floor, or at the very least the lusty feline sitting directly in the line of fire. “Wow…! You came a lot!” Tyler muttered after catching his breath, admiring the sperm blimp with wide eyes. He looked like he wanted to touch it, but was only barely holding himself back from doing so. “I almost like, can’t believe all of that was inside these two things…” Emmett shuddered as he felt the wet tip of Tyler’s feline nose pressing against his scrotum as the big cat gave his balls a quick nuzzle. “Ohhh~ The smell is so strong! It… Makes me… Feel funny…” Tyler muttered, inhaling the older male’s scent without restraint, prompting Emmett to twitch with each eager sniff that was taken from between his testes. Lowering his gaze, Emmett stared at the lusty tiger. Tyler appeared exceedingly erotic with his nose buried near the base of the big okapi cock and the thick shaft resting on his face. His makeup had become slightly smudged during the intense blowjob, further emphasizing the feline athlete’s slutty look, as did the large balloon of cum dangling just an inch or two behind Tyler’s neck. A star receiver of the football team, reduced to a simple high school whore with nothing on his mind aside from cock. Emmett’s huge cock. The look suited Tyler perfectly. “Hey… What are you up to down there, miss?” Emmett chuckled, noticing Tyler nibbling at the mouth of the condom near the center of his shaft. “I mean… I can have this… Right? It’s fine as long as I don’t make a mess. I promise I’ll be careful…” A pair of soft kitten eyes cast his way by the hypnotized jock prompted Emmett to nod his head. Donning a big, toothy smile on his dumb feline face, Tyler carefully peeled the stretchy contraceptive off the older male’s half-erect member. Before the okapi could do or say anything, the hungry tiger had already brought the volatile payload over his wide-open maw and begun emptying it inside without delaying a single second. Tyler purred as he drank the thick teacher jizz from inside the inflated condom, lapping it with his tongue as it poured into his mouth, swallowing every single drop. The sight of Tyler feasting on his seed in such a way breathed new life into Emmett’s erection, which quickly stiffened as he watched the ivory liquid dripping inside Tyler’s muzzle down to the very last drop. With the condom emptied, Tyler swallowed vigorously. Once his throat had stopped undulating, the young predator parted his jaws with a satisfied gasp, proudly presenting his empty maw to his herbivore teacher. The big muzzle with its terrifying feline teeth was fully clean and appeared just as inviting as Emmett knew it to be, even if the sight of it did tickle his prey animal instincts the wrong way. “Good girl…” Emmett muttered, scratching the kneeling tiger’s fluffy chin. Tyler closed his eyes and smiled. With his hypnotized pet happily wagging his stripy tail on the classroom floor, Emmet glanced at the clock, having nearly forgotten the passage of time in the midst of Tyler blowing him. The hands of the clock pointed at two and three. It was a quarter past two. But while the next classes did not start until half past, Tyler’s football practice required a ten-minute buffer for the players to get ready. This, in turn, meant that whatever Emmet intended to do with the jock needed to happen in the next five minutes. Emmett stopped scratching his student’s chin. “Oh my… It looks like our time for the supplementary lesson is almost up. We will have to be quick if we want to get through the second half.” “Then, should we just do the usual?” Tyler asked, standing up from the floor, looking at Emmet with a bashful, yet expectant expression on his face. “You read my mind, princess. Hop on.” Emmett tapped the surface of his desk and stood aside while Tyler nimbly jumped on top of it. The small table creaked ominously as the heavy jock buttocks smashed against it with considerable force. With his plump rump firmly planted on the desk, Tyler raised his legs and grabbed them both behind the knees, rolling onto his back into a position which left his big striped butt perfectly exposed and at the exact right height for Emmett to fuck. “You’re going to do it raw this time, right?” Tyler asked, wiggling his ass from side to side while the desk creaked beneath his back and his erect jock cock swayed back and forth. “That’s what I promised…” Emmett sighed, quickly unbuttoning his shirt and tossing it onto his chair behind Tyler’s head before stepping into place in front of the fat tiger rump. Tyler’s tailhole was already winking at him, displaying its eagerness to swallow the meaty cock that was soon slapped onto the slutty tiger’s groin. Tyler whimpered submissively as Emmett carefully rubbed his erection against his groin, taking a moment to bully the other male’s inferior mating equipment with his huge cock. Even if Tyler wasn’t particularly lacking between his legs, his cock appeared almost adorable next to Emmett’s. “Weren’t we, like, in a hurry or something?” Tyler soon asked, clearly eager to get the phallic monster inside his buttpipe. “Good girls know to be patient…” Emmet muttered, breathing in and out as the small twitches and throbs of the tiger’s cock stimulated his shaft. “Moreover, if good girls want something, they should know to beg for it.” “Geez… Can you please give me your big cock already, Mr. Harris?” “A little less formal, if you will. You’re begging, not asking for a favor.” “Please give me your dick, teach! I want it!” “How do you want it? Where do you want it? You have to be a bit more specific… And begging is supposed to indicate desperation, so perhaps dial that up a bit as well. Also… Exaggeration and flattery are good ways to influence the listener.” “Pleeaaaase give me your huuuuge, fat teacher cock and stuff it up my slutty buttpussy! Fuck me silly and fill me up with your hot cum! Make a fucking mess of me and my tight highschooler hole! Hurry up and fuck me! Hard!” “Much better!” Emmet smiled, slowly pulling his hips back until the wide tip of his erect okapi cock dropped down against Tyler’s soft sphincter. A surprised ‘meow’ echoed in the classroom, and Tyler blushed. The next vocalization leaving the big tiger’s mouth was a moan of ecstasy as the giant giraffidae cock got promptly buried inside his rectal tunnel. Emmett grasped the corner of his desk and shuddered, inhaling air through his teeth as the younger feline’s flexible tailhole got wrapped around his dick. He pushed his striped okapi hips as far into the firm embrace of Tyler’s tiger cheeks as he could, shoving every last inch of his male length inside the hypnotized kitty. The deep feline anus welcomed the throbbing beam of breeding excellence with expected glee, spasming and clenching intensely as it devoured the firm log of fuckmeat without struggle. Tyler’s tight high-school athlete tailhole was the perfect fit for a cock like Emmett’s. The okapi was certain he would never get tired of feeling it squirm around his malehood. “W-wow! It feels like I’ve gotten a lot better at anal since last time!” Tyler huffed, shivering ever so slightly as he observed the big bulge that had appeared on his previously flat stomach. “You sure have…” Emmett chuckled, quietly absorbing the sensation of his student’s magnificent ass with his cock and hips. He had fucked Tyler around a dozen times since he last had him hypnotized as his female self, so his tailhole’s ability to take in cock – especially this particular okapi cock – had most definitely improved. “Ahhhh~ It feels so good inside my butt… Your cock is so big… I can feel it stretching my ass the whole… Mmhh~ Way…” Tyler’s devious tail curled upwards to feel up Emmett’s hefty balls, which prompted the herbivore teacher to flare his cock inside the slutty jock’s bottomless predator hole. The tiger whimpered as a few ropes of pre erupted from his feline erection. “Hehe~ Not that I want you to wreck my slutty ass or anything, but the clock just turned eighteen minutes past two… So if you’re planning to give me that creampie you promised, you should probably hurry up. Or whatever…” The cheeky smile that had spread onto Tyler’s face was wiped off a split second later as Emmett wound his hips back and slammed himself against the submitting feline with as much force as he could muster. The following half dozen thrusts – all equally harsh and expeditiously delivered – from the small okapi hips hammered the expression on the nineteen-year-old jock’s face into that of utter ecstasy. Crossed eyes, wide-open mouth, and limp tongue: the look of a lust-crazed slut. Emmett threw his hips against Tyler’s ass, enjoying the ample rebound he received from the bouncy tiger cheeks as they absorbed one impact after another, wobbling enchantingly in the process. The snug jock hole hidden in the deep valley between the two striped kitty globes was sucking him just as ferociously as he was stuffing his cock inside it, always increasing its grip on the thick shaft whenever he attempted pulling it out and welcoming him in without resistance whenever he thrust forward. Tyler’s rectal anatomy had grown accustomed to its role as an okapi cocksleeve remarkably well and continued to improve each time Emmett attempted to turn it inside out with his member. He doubted many female okapis could handle their cocks as well as his pet jock, whose tailhole was not too subtle about wanting a big load of gooey calves pumped into its constricting folds, and preferably soon. Emmett wondered if Tyler himself noticed the change whenever he was not hypnotized. If he had noticed how hungry for cock his own asshole had become, thanks to all the training it received without his knowledge. The worn teacher’s desk rattled as two pairs of striped hips smashed together with increasing intensity, working together to milk the fat impregnation instrument that was happily plunging in and out of the big tiger dilated sphincter. Emmett’s big balls were spanking Tyler’s round cheeks like a pair of spherical drums, creating a fast-paced melody of lust and carnality which came close to being audible even outside the classroom. “Mhhh~ Fuck me, teach! Ahh~ The way your cock keeps flaring inside me feels so fucking good. Hnngg~ Breed my ass harder!” Tyler moaned, arching his back and mewling as his ass got pummeled like it owed money to Emmett’s cock. Being the good teacher that he was, Emmett immediately obliged his student’s request. He swiftly raised his left knee onto the desk, leaned over the moaning tiger, and ploughed his perfect jock butt as hard as he could. The fact that his genitals were expeditiously cooking up a violent ejaculatory explosion did not affect his decision whatsoever. He was just that diligent of an educator. Tyler was mewling even louder, nearly as removed from his usual self as he could be. He no longer embodied the proud, insufferable jock that he normally was, having been reduced to a soft, slutty bimbo kitten whose only concern was getting her daily dose of milk from her favorite teacher. His body may have been big and bulky, but the way he acted, dressed, and moaned as he was being violated anally painted a picture of a totally different tiger. The dichotomy of it was delicious. What made things even better was the fact that he was currently getting his ass split by Emmett, who was the complete physical opposite of the young athlete. Short stature, slender limbs, wide hips… But a huge dick. Dick, that was preparing to make a messy deposit into Tyler’s squirming jock pussy. There was also some additional thrill to be derived from a creature of prey dominating an apex predator. Emmett could feel his cock twitching furiously in the sloppy caress of Tyler’s stretchy tailhole. He knew he couldn’t last for much longer. Nor was he intending to, as the clock was dangerously nearing the set time of twenty past two. There were only a few seconds left. The okapi teacher changed his rhythm. He pressed his hips onto the big, bountiful behind of the male feline, shortening the interval of his thrusts to where he was tugging his cock back and forth close to three times in a single second. Tyler’s tailhole reciprocated in his fierce essence-extraction efforts, trying to match its constrictions to the ludicrous pace the thick sex cylinder was rubbing against its walls. It couldn’t wait to receive Emmett’s calves. Neither could Tyler, who was trying to purr, meow, and moan all at the same time. The rhythmic squeaking of the old table was soon drowned out by the big tiger athlete’s orgasming scream. “I’m cumming, Mr. Harris! I’m cumming! Your huge cock is making me cummmm… Ah~ Ah~ Aaaahhh~I’m cumming from my butt!” As soon as Emmett saw the ivory snake of feline ejaculate leaping out of his student’s wildly flailing cock, he felt his own dam breaking as well. The pair of invisible hands returned, this time slapping Emmett’s testes against his crotch with little courtesy, sending a hot stream of ejaculate flying up his urethra. His cock almost didn’t have the time to flare before the roaring tide of okapi potency burst out of his member, starting the messy basting process of the screaming feline’s clenching colon. Feeling his seed getting sucked out with such force contorted Emmett’s face with ecstasy, momentarily knocking his mind deep into the gutter. For that brief instance, he was nothing more than a mindless animal, mindlessly relieving its reproductive urges in a vain attempt to procreate with another animal of the same gender. The only thing he cared about was ejaculating as much sperm at the back of the striped pussy replacement as he could. And that was exactly what he did. Tyler’s cock continued flinging out the big cat’s own essence while he moaned as sluttily as a big male like him could. His tailhole kept on squirming and quivering while his previously flat abdomen rounded out from the volume of the older male’s load, swelling just a tiny bit bigger with each passing second as the orgasming okapi continued to cum for a small eternity. By the end of it all, the muscular tiger had a nice, soft-looking gut, filled to the brim with warm giraffidae jizz pumped into his body rectally. The sight of it was deeply arousing. “Mmhhh~ Oh w-wow! It’s almost like you put a baby inside my belly…” Tyler huffed as the last few ropes of okapi cum were added to the volatile pool of liquid within his intestines. The tiger’s happy, satisfied expression was soon replaced by dread as he shot a panicked gaze up at his heavily breathing teacher. “W-wait? You can’t get pregnant from anal, right?” Emmett breathed in and out for a short while and eventually smiled. “No, silly, you cannot.” “Phew! My dad would kill me if I came home pregnant… Although… It’s not like I would mind having Mr. Harris’ child…” Tyler muttered, giving Emmett coy googly eyes and biting his lower lip, trying to appear cute. “I’m flattered… But I would prefer not to knock you up just yet. I don’t want you to drop out of school, after all.” Emmett chuckled, slowly retracting his cock from the way of the vast mass of love liquid waiting to burst out from Tyler’s anus. Feeling the raw pressure of the seed against his member gave him an idea. “Tyra, be a dear and give me that silver object from the top drawer to the left of your head.” Tyler turned his head and clumsily opened the drawer in question, peering inside for the object Emmet desired. A moment later, the big tiger showed off a hefty buttplug with a pink crystal heart at the pommel with a hint of shyness on his muzzle. “Do you mean this?” “Precisely! And I think you know where I’m planning to put it.” Tyler nodded his head. Grabbing the metallic sextoy from his student, Emmett carefully retracted his hips, placing the plug against his shaft as the tip of his member neared the clenching exit. A soft moan rose from Tyler’s throat as the meaty okapi cock was deftly replaced by the plug with only a small burst of Emmett’s seed escaping his hole as a result. The plug was a perfect fit, sealing the sole exit from the okapi ejaculate, which was now trapped inside the young feline’s colon. “Good… This should make for a fun time when you wake up.” Emmet muttered to himself. “What do you mean?” “Nothing…I guess I’ll see you in a short while, Tyra. Or should I say, dumb jock!” *Snap* In an instant, Tyler’s eyes grew dull and his expression turned blank. “Get up. Take off your outfit and get yourself dressed.” Emmet commanded the now-zombified Tyler, who started fulfilling his demands at once, while the okapi also began dressing himself. “Actually… Why don’t you keep the bikini on… Your teammates are sure to get a few decent laughs out of that in the locker room.” Emmett muttered as he buttoned up his shirt and tossed the red tie around his neck. “Once you’re done, you should hurry there – the locker room, I mean. If you make haste, you might get off without too much of an earful from that coach of yours. And remember, only when the bell rings will you return into being, Tyler.” The hypnotized tiger did not say a word as he dressed himself in his normal clothes and eventually began walking towards the door. Emmett gave the dazed feline one last glance when Tyler stepped out the door with a small, visible trickle of something wet on the back of his left thigh. “Well… Surely no one will notice.” The okapi shrugged and returned to tying his tie.