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"Ida Naz Candice Ent," the voice boomed across the study hall, the phoenix wincing inwardly as Professor Klink intoned her full name. It was just the barest of inward winces though, she didn't let it show beyond the slight lifting of her crest as she stood. She didn't say a word, just waited as the Professor stood, holding up a test with a somewhat unexpectedly disappointed look on his muzzle. The large, wolftaur breathing out deep sigh, "The good news is that this time your formula wouldn't have blown up the entirety of the school. Just the majority of it. One would think that you actually enjoy the punishment we levy upon you." He motioned, "You know the routine."

She knew it alright. Breathing a sigh, the phoenix stepped from behind her desk, feeling everyone's eyes upon her. The phoenix didn't look around at the others, didn't look at the professor, and she didn't hesitate. Candice just began to take her clothing off. Folding each part of her uniform and placed it on her desk. Skirt, top, jacket, even her underwear.

This was only stage one of punishment here at Rutherford Institute. Public embarrassment, as if failing a test wasn't bad enough now everyone in the whole of the school would know that she had done something to earn another demerit. Though at the very least she had made it partway through the day before earning one. Several had come to the first class of the day without clothes on. The punishments were odd, certainly unorthodox. Some would even call them extreme in several cases. Rutherford Institute was meant for the elite. Only the best could even get past the doors, and only the best of those could make it to graduation.

A snicker sounded from the side, Candice's feathers twitching at the sound, but she ignored it as she finished folding her uniform. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the squirrel grinning down at the pone she held just under her desk.

"Miss Amberdine, is there something you find funny?" Klink's voice was sharp enough to make the squirrel jump, "Perhaps you find your fellow student's failure to be amusing?" His voice rumbled with just the barest hint of a growl.

She jumped hard enough that her phone cracked off the wooden edge of her desk and tumbled to the ground, "N-no, Sir!"

His head rolled a bit as he padded over, catching sight of the phone just as she tried to hide it with foot and tail. "Ah, my apologies. You just found my class to be boring." That large muzzle tilted as the taur looked over his glasses at her, "Perhaps you have turned into a genius since your last lecture." A wave of his hand indicated her already naked form. His eyes shifted from her to Candice, "Considering how you and Miss Amberdine share a number of classes, perhaps you can tell me what her punishment should be, Miss Ent?"

In any other school, it would have been exceptable to just have her phone taken until the end of school. Here? Things had to be more interesting, something that would punish Lisa in such a way that she might not want to do it again. Might not being the imperative thing. Trouble was that she was certain some enjoyed what the teachers put them through. Some of it was certainly enjoyable, but other things...

To make matters worse, if she took too long with her answer then she would find herself getting punished worse than Lisa would. She'd already gotten Klink annoyed enough with failing the test again, especially after he'd arranged for tutors.

Keeping her attention mostly forward, the phoenix trilled, "I hear that she has a big mouth, Sir."

"Does she now?" the taur rumbled quietly. Footpads falling quietly as he wandered down the isle towards Lisa. His hand slipped under the female's chin and stroked it before pulling. A surprised squeak coming from the tree-rat as she went backwards, feet coming up to catch on a rail under the desk as she nearly fell off the bench. If she toppled, then it would really be worse for her, instead her muscles rippled under her smooth pelt as she managed to catch herself. The wolftaur readily strolling over her until her muzzle was pressed against his fat sheath.

Lisa only chewed her bottom lip for the briefest of seconds before sighing and opening her mouth as wide as she could. Tongue flicking against the male's sheath and peeking tip. A very quiet moan whispering from the wolf's maw as he pushed forward. Lisa gagging as his surprisingly large cock pressed right into her maw and down her throat.

The wolf adjusted his glasses, "Now, apologies to the rest of my studious pupils for this delayed start." He shifted all four of his feet as his attention shifted to his tablet. "If you will turn your attention to the board." Lights dimmed as the projector came to life. He took a half step apart with his hindlegs before giving a solid thrust. Slamming his cock that much deeper into Lisa's maw and right down her throat. "Today we will be discussing the synthesis of polymers." Klink pulled back until just his tip was inside Lisa's maw, the squirrel having a second to gag before he drove every inch of his cock right down her throat. Her body jerking as she tried not to gag too loud around his girth. "And Mister Hiney, make sure that you take very good notes to share with Miss Amberdine. If she doesn't pass the test then you'll be the one to blame."

Candice saw the tsavo lion's back go ramrod straight before he hunched over his laptop, typing furiously. A shiver racing down her own spine as she opened the Advanced Chemical Engineering notes and began to furiously copy them down herself. Which was easier said than done with what was happening mere feet away.

Lisa wanted to slap Candice for suggesting her mouth, but also knew the phoenix had probably saved her from being bent over the desk. She was already waiting on the mandatory pregnancy test from Mrs. Walker, didn't want to have the teachers trying to figure out what to do if Mr. Klink got in there. Bad enough that he was nearly choking her as it was.

Back at the start of school he would have been choking her. Which would have lead to even more punishments, such as the time he'd put her in a harness and made her belly ride him around the classroom. All she really had to do was get him off and then it'd be good. He'd had her tend to his cock often enough, usually leaving her face covered in his seed and her body smelling of him was enough for the day. Hardest part was just watching her breathing. Second hardest was getting comfortable. Easiest way would be to grab onto his hips and hang from there, but he was odd about that. So she had to settle for pressing her hands on the ground, almost in a crab-walk position.

There was nothing she could do about how his balls smacked off her face. She just let her hands rest on the ground, jaw go slack, and relaxed as best she could so he could plunge right down her throat. Other than that, there wasn't a great deal she could do other than lick about his base. Try to suck on him, but not suck hard enough to make noise. If she disturbed the class then her punishment would certainly go up. Still hard not to emit some steady, "Gluck gluck, urk!" as the wolftaur fucked her face. Her throaty noises paired with the steady smacking of his heavy sac across her face.

Which her professor only made matters worse by bringing one of his paws down right between her legs. Naturally, the taur was only shifting to get a better position, but the way he'd placed his foot meant that it was rubbing right against her pussy. Lisa's cheeks flushing hotter as he began to casually knead her mound. It might be fine if she came, but she knew that he wouldn't allow her. Most professors didn't unless they were actively fucking the student.

It was enough to distract her somewhat though. Thighs squirming and threatening to clamp about his forepaw, but she knew better. Part of the training was supposed to be that the students were meant to be able to handle anything thrown at them. The strong make it through, the weaker ones were either beaten down until they quit or hardened until they were strong.

Klink pressed his sheath against her mouth, distracting her from further reflection. Her eyes widening as his knot began to swell. Each beat of his heart making it swell another fraction of an inch. Slowly, but steadily, jacking her jaws wider and wider. Cheeks bulging from the immensity of his knot. Her back arching upwards with an increasingly strangled noise as his shaft grew within her throat as well. Lisa's eyes rolling back as her tongue thrashed, trapped against his knot. Drool running down her cheeks as Professor Klink uttered the smallest of grunts.

Candice's attention was certainly divided. Multitasking was something that she'd picked up, as had most of the other students, fairly early on. Hell, that had been among the first classes that students were required to take. So jotting down her notes while half-watching the Professor was simple. Simple, but somewhat distracting. Especially as Lisa's eyes rolled back, cheeks bulging almost impossibly wide.

From her vantage point, which was right next to the pair, she could see how his heavy wolftaur cock was throbbing within the squirrel's throat. Then came that tensing of his sac, Klink's tail flagging ever so slightly as he started to cum. Each jet of the taur's seed matched with a pulse form his cock. The sheer force of it lifting Lisa slightly before dropping her again. Candice shivered as she sat there, taking notes as the lecture went on. A part of her impressed by Klink's steady, fairly monotone delivery. How many students had been wrapped about his cock over the year as he lectured for him to be that blasé about the delivery?

Each lecture was an hour long and Klink made sure to fill his time properly. He was pumping his load into Lisa before the halfway mark, and was pulling out of the squirrel with a good ten minutes left. His engorged, deep red member spraying precum over her face and neck as it retreated slowly. Lisa staying reclined, panting hard without making too much noise, her gut swollen with the load the wolftaur had put into her.

Without a word, the Professor dismounted the bench and started his usual walk about the room. Leaving the squirrel to slowly sit up, rubbing her throat as her shoulders heaved, trying to hold back the cough that threatened to break free.

Class wrapped up soon after, Candice making sure her notes were synced up online. The whole class would check and cross-reference with each other to make sure that they were good. She'd have to check on them later and make sure that people hadn't edited them. Turned out a few of the classmates liked to see others fail just to bolster their own standing. If they got caught, of course they'd get punished, but that was only if they got caught.

The bell rang, but not a student moved as Professor Klink tapped his fingers over the desk. "Messers Andrews, Bell, Howard, and Misses Nobel and Smithe. You five are to undress before you leave, I didn't see a single one of you take notes or even attempt to look like you were recording. Miss Miller," the vixen jumped at the mention of her name; "you are to stay after because I saw just how distracted you were." Her ears pinned back as she and the others stood and began to undress. "The rest of you may leave."

As one, the class collected their things and walked out. Candice breathing a sigh as she shifted her bag, the cooler air of the hallway washing across her nipples and making feathers ruffle. "Ugh..." Lisa gurgled as she shuffled up beside, her voice hoarse, "if Mrs. Walker sees me like this, she's gonna really start to ask questions."

Hands wrapped about her smaller frame as Logan grabbed her from behind. The lion's large hands framing her swollen belly and jostling it, "Yeah, looks like you're in your second trimester." He laughed as she swatted at him, "I swear, keep this up and you're gonna end up on the menu. You've gotta be careful there."

Lisa humphed and pulled at her straps, "I'm not gonna quit. Everyone in my family has graduated from here and I'm not gonna be the first to fail." She stood straighter, "I've got my pride to think on."

Candice clicked her beak, "Pride and a small fortune your parents donated to let you in." She bumped her hip into her squirrel friend's with a soft trill. Lisa bumped back, huffing at her friend. "Don't you have Physio next? I mean, can you handle this sloshing around?" It was her turn to grab the belly and jostle it some.

The squirrel's ears turned a bit green as she let out a very ill sounding noise, "Watch it, I'm feeling a bit..." Another one of the urps and the squirrel took off.

Logan's ears perked a bit as he fell into step with Candice, "Huh, never seen that before. A squirrel that can't handle her nut." Which promptly earned him a swat to the chest. "Do hope she's alright though," he heaved a sigh and put his arms behind his head as he walked, "You know how these teachers get out here, especially over what's theirs. Swear there's a whole political thing we don't know about."

She moved a couple steps ahead of him, "Well of course there is something going on. They've probably got their own system all set up which we don't know about. There has to be especially..." she trailed off as as they passed a teacher, a rather large gryphon that was giving a jaguar lectures on the importance of not eating such junk food during school hours. All while fucking the clearly pregnant student. "Especially the claim some lay claim to."

Ears perked as the lion watched a male elephant, another student, amble past with low grumbles. His own gut distending in a similarly rounded manner. "Yeah, and how they can stake their claim on nearly every student." A shiver raced down Logan's spine as he muttered something under his breath.

The pair hurried towards their history class and slipped in. Candice sliding into her seat as the chime began to toll. Logan hurrying to his own seat, positioned just in front and to the side of hers.

"Mr. Hiney." Professor Magnolia's distinct tone was impossible to miss, everyone freezing and not daring to breath. "I believe I made it clear that every student is to be seated by the time the bell finishes tolling." The tall, deep green dragoness strode forward with a low rumble. "And you..." rounding the desk, her tail swished through the air and swept under him, "Are clearly not seated." The dragoness smirked at him, "You know the routine."

Without another word, she started towards the front and began to sort through several papers. Candice watched as Logan winced, sighed, stood, and began to strip down. The tall lion's tail twitching as his toned form was revealed. Giving Candice a great view of that tight and toned rump of his. Her throat twitching with a restrained trill that never made it past her beak. Couldn't let those sort of sounds out, especially not with the dragon's sharp ears a couple dozen feet away. Didn't matter how good Logan's ass looked or how deliciously plump his sac was. Enough to satisfy anyone several times over.

Logan finished undressing, folding up his uniform and packing it away neatly. The lion giving the barest of nods towards the teacher, getting one back from her, before he sat down. His bench giving the barest of creaks, as every seat in this class did.

Magnolia turned and began to walk back and forth, starting up a combination of lecture and beratement for students and their continued failure to pass the 'simple' tests that she put out. Tests which Candice regularly scored high on, but knew all too well contained at least one 'impossible' question. One which was never a bonus, but always slapped in the thickest part of the test. A question designed to either catch someone that didn't read it, or to stall the reader out until time was running short. Some teachers wanted their students to do well and did what they could to avoid having to mete out punishments. While others...

"Now that you're all settled, Mr. Hiney, perhaps you'd like to answer me this." The green dragoness peered down her muzzle at him, "When was the Red October revolution?"

Candice winced, knowing it was a trick question on top of being tricky. She and Logan had gone over the answer with their study group recently though. From behind she could see the wheels turning then click as he straightened his back, "That would be November 7th, Professor."

Magnolia looked down her muzzle at him, "Technically right," the dragoness angled her head, "Yet also wrong. See, they were using the Julian calendar at the time, which set the date at October 25th." Like Candice said, a trick question. Though there was no back talking the Professor, especially as she rounded the desk and sat on it. One leg crossing over the other as her foot came down to rest right on Logan's lap. Her bare toes curling against his sheath, "Since that was a little mean of me, why don't we try for a second. A little further back then we've been talking, but I'm sure a smart boy like you knows his history well. The largest contiguous empire..."

"Genghis Khan." Logan snapped the answer, his tail bristling as her toes stilled just behind his peeking cock head, "While the British Empire did have more, their empire was scattered."

Her purr rattled up as she returned to her slow strokes, just letting her feet rub over him oh so casually. "Better, though you should let me finish, in case I am trying to trip you up." She leaned back and let her foot rub up his cock, pressing it against his belly fur before trailing down to tease his sac. "Continuing our theme of war. How tall was Napoleon Bonaparte?"

It was harder and harder for him to focus as she played with his cock. Skilled as she was, it wasn't hard for the dragoness to get him hard as steel with her feet. He wasn't even into that, but here he was. To make matters worse, her skirt was readily short enough that it was easy to see right up to her panties. He swallowed, ground his teeth and huffed, "Five foot two." She started to open her mouth, "Th-that's in Pre-French Revolution measurements though, which would put him at One-hundred and sixty-four centimeters."

She paused, head tilting ever so slightly. Her tail trailing behind her, "Impressive, wrong but impressive." Magnolia slid off the desk and stretched, "That is the average height of men around that time. Monsieur Bonaparte was actually One sixty-seven point six four centimeters." The dragoness motioned to her desk, "Hands on my desktop. I like to have some room to work."

Logan swallowed, knowing what was about to happen. He'd done all he could to stay off the dragoness' radar since school started. Every few days she just liked to trip up one student or another then make an example of them. It was his turn now.

Even with his reservations and worries, he wasn't going to let that take his dignity from him. With only the twitching of his tail betraying his reservation, the lion moved to the desk, stepped his feet apart, and bent forward to rest his hands on the edge of it. Heart starting to pound in his chest as tension rolled up his spine. Fur bristling as he felt the dragoness move past him, her painted nails stroking over his back ever so lightly.

"As for the rest of you," she moved to her computer, "I am sending a workbook to each of your stations. Have it done by the time class is over." Sending the file off with one hand, her other casually undid her skirt and let it fall away to reveal her panties. Dark, lacy panties that only just contained her growing excitement. The intersex dragoness sighing happily as she pushed them down, dark cock leaping out into the air for her to catch. Cradling her length as she drew lube from her desk and began to prepare herself, "If you have any questions, make sure they are intelligent ones. I have been waiting some days and rest assured that I have plenty to go round." The dragoness humming as she spread some lube across her heavy girth, "Now, get to work. Once you are done, then begin reviewing."

Logan kept watch on the dragoness out of the corner of his eye. Rear clenching reflexively at the sight of Magnolia's member. The slight shuffling of his feet betraying his jittering nerves as he waited for this unearned punishment begin.

Which it started with one of the dragoness' hands coming down on his rear with a hard clap. Her rumbling purr rattling down at him as her slick fingers traced through the shorter fur of his backside before dipping under his tail. The warm, slippery digits teasing his pucker for only a breath before pressing in. Logan's back arching ever so slightly as he tried his best to relax as she went right for it. Teeth grinding ever so slightly as the dragon happily pumped her digits in and out. Quiet huffs coming from the feline as he ticked his ears back. Sore as he was about just how she loved to throw nearly unanswerable questions at her students, it was hard to keep the anger as she expertly prepared him.

He jumped as the dragon's heavy cock came down on his backside. Her fingers soon replaced by the fat head of her cock. Precum adding to the lick mess already waiting between his cheeks. Magnolia taking a slow rock and press as she leaned over. Her, thankfully dry, hand twining through the lion's braided mane. "Oh been wanting this for a while now, Mr. Hiney."

It was hard to hold back the groan as she pressed in. Teeth grinding to hold back the sound as her lubricated slickness spread him open. Thighs quaking ever so slightly as the lion resisted the urge to dig his claws into her desk as she fed that massive meat into him.

Magnolia wedged fully half into her student before pulling back. Nearly wrenching a sigh from the male before she slammed forward. His palms digging into the desk as he pressed back, not one to simply shy away from such a challenge. Eyes narrowing ever so slightly as his leonine tail twitched against her flank. The sheer size of his Professor more than capable of grinding across his prostate as she fed more of her length into him. Driving that much deeper with each thrust, physically forcing chuffs from the lion as she stroked her fingers through his braided mane.

Their hips met with a solid crack that echoed through the classroom. Even without looking, he could feel everyone's eyes on him. No student would dare look at them directly, not while they had revision and a workbook, but watching the actions from a corner of their eye became nearly second nature at the school. He wasn't about to let such a thing sully his reputation. The lion arched his back regally and straightened as much as he could, rear clenching about the invading cock.

Magnolia's hand came down on his rump with a soft smack, "There we go." Leaning back, the dragoness started casually at first. Starting nice and slow before readily picking up the pace. Her hands casually resting on his hips now as the dragon's tail cracked off the floor.

It was hard to tell which was worse, getting fuck in front of the entire class or enjoying it. The sound of keyboards clicking away competed with the deep grunts and steady slaps of bodies. His cock jumping and throbbing as she kept playing with him. The feel of her talons scratching and pulling at his hips as she drove deeper. Rolling her hips to really grind her length against his insides. Stretching the lion with her girth as her length pulsed. Precum spilling into him and just letting the dragoness pick up the pace.

While he was more quiet with his moans and chuffs, she had no such compulsion. "Oh that's a tight lion ass," she let her growl rattle through the ground as she brought her hand down with a sharp crack. "Surprised someone else hasn't gotten a hold of this, but guess that's a mark of what a good student you are." Her growling deepened a note, "Rrrfff, I could just spend all night ravaging this."

He didn't have to look back to know that Magnolia was looking about the class. He'd seen her do this plenty before. Start to raw dog one of her students then see who was getting too distracted so she could line them up for punishment. First week of classes with the dragoness often saw students lined up against the wall, each one sporting a fresh load from the dragon. Which, what she lacked in staying power, she more than made up for in recovery time and volume. It wasn't the first time he'd found himself up over her desk, but he'd made extra effort not to be up here in ages.

Magnolia started to growl and huff, her claws pricking at his hips even more. There it was, that little sign of her impending climax. He glanced back and saw that twitch to her tail tip, the little tremble along her hide, and the increased curl of her lip that came with the deep snarl. On yeah, he could tell that she was about to blow. Magnolia was one of the more 'active' teaches he'd seen here, so most of them knew when she was almost done.

Planting both hands on her desk, he rolled his hips back against hers. His cock throbbing underneath him and pulling tighter against his belly. Deep, growling snarls starting to claw around his chest. The lion unable to resist the pleasure that spiked up through his body. Radiating out from his prostate with each of her hard thrusts. His back arching, hunching, and starting to shake as his length jumped.

A low snarl burst from the dragon as she slammed herself balls deep. Warmth exploding into his backside as the dragoness unloaded into his rump. That hard throbbing and shallow grinds enough to set Logan off. Teeth grinding as his hips rocked back towards hers. His seed spraying across the floor and desk.

She wasn't done with him yet. Magnolia's talons running down his spine slowly, "Nice to see you enjoyed that, though..." she trailed off for a moment and shifted her hips. "Oh dear, seems I might have made a mess..." the dragoness purred as she pulled out, her cock coming free with a lewd pop and a brief rush of her thick seed. Logan let out a sigh of his own and started to straighten, only to have her hand stop him with a; "Oh, I am not done with you yet."

No sooner did she say that then the dragoness was pressing against him again, "You see, Mr. Hiney, it has been a long time since you've been up here. Imagine my surprise when you messed up a few questions to that degree. I believe this deserves a bit more than just being fucked. Besides," he could hear the smirk in her voice, "seems you really enjoyed that one."

Logan ground his teeth as she pressed in again. Her girth less of a stretch now that he'd been fucked and seeded. The lion's ears pinning back a little as she drew him towards her lap. Her deep, pleased purr shaking down at him. Magnolia tilted her head ever so slightly and licked her lips, "You know, it's always such a shame when we have to come up with something extra creative. Especially for such a good student." Her hips rocked against his slowly as the fur along his spine bristled at her tone.

His budding worry was confirmed as the dragoness pressed against him. Her cock resting against his backside, slick and hot still, as it lay there. Her other girth spreading his rear, pulsing as the dragoness groaned low in her throat.

The pressure at his rear grew, Magnolia shivering over him as her ovipositor flexed and shifted. Pressure growing as the first of the dragon's clutch pressed against his rear. His rear clenching against the intruder, her egg-tube flexing more as her hips jerked harder against him, "Easy," came the low growl, "if you don't relax, it'll just hurt more."

It was easier said than done. Short, quick huffs coming from the tsavo lion as he tried his absolute best to de-clench. Hard to do when he felt that muscle flexing within him. A thick, natural lubricant spilling into his rear as the dragoness' egg began to push into him. Teeth gritting as his huffs grew louder, not even trying to hold back his noises now since all his focus was on trying to de-clench his rump. His breath coming in shorter gasps as fur bristled, muscles aching as they were spread further and further apart. Magnolia's egg far larger than her cock had been.

Logan's breath started to come in sharp, short pants as the first of the draconic professor's eggs pressed against his pucker. His maw snapping shut and jaw clenching as it pressed into him. Her ovipositor giving it direct access to his seeded rump.

The egg itself was somewhat pliable. Flexing and shifting as it pressed into him, her probe protecting it from being squeezed too hard. The dragoness' unusual anatomy seemingly made for pressing into a smaller partner. Logan's pants cutting off into strained, grunting whines as the egg pressed against his insides; spreading him to the point he felt like he was about to split in half.

With a pop that shook through his full form, the widest part of her egg was in. Logan's entire body slumping forward, arms and legs quaking, only held up by the large hand that curled under his form. "Easy now, Mr. Hiney. That was just one..." her lips pressed against his ear as she whisper-purred, "There's another five to go." Talons stroked over his athletic belly and around the swell from the first of her clutch, "I always like finding a good, healthy host for my brood." She leaned back with a sigh, "Shame my aide is out, could really use someone else to fertilize them." Her hand trailed along his belly before gripping his hard cock, "Well, wouldn't have thought you'd enjoy the thought of being a brood mother, Mr. Hiney. Now," she swung her leg up onto the desk with a solid thump, "Let's get the rest out of me and into you."

Candice watched from her desk, trying not to stare as she half-watched what was happening to Logan. Magnolia was doing her stage-whispers, so it was easy for the entire class to hear what she was rumbling at the lion. Not to mention that her new pose gave them all a perfect view as her hide rippled. That muscular tube flexing and rolling as it pressed her next egg against the lion. Logan's form arching with a grunt and huff, trembling as he was spread wider about the next egg. His cock jumping within the Professor's hand.

One by one, the dragoness put her clutch into him. Idly stroking his cock as she did so. A smug, cool smile on her muzzle as she got the exact reaction from Logan, and the class, that she had wanted. She licked over her maw with a wet slurp, grinding her hard cock against his backside again. Her green cheeks flushing as she started to get worked up, losing her own cool now.

Mere minutes before the bell rang, the dragoness coaxed a strained bellow from the lion. His body jerking under her as he came again. The constant stimulation from her strokes and the eggs rolling against his prostate enough to set him off. Her hips driving against his with a loud clap as she forced the last egg past his clenching ass. Her ovipositor pulling out only to be replaced by her hard cock. The dragoness thrusting hard enough to press her eggs deeper, but not hard enough to damage them. Managing a few pumps before she came again. Wings flaring with her own guttural call. Heavy, scaled sac leaping as she filled him again, making sure that every one of her brood was well coated with her seed.

A shiver raced through the phoenix as she saw her friend slump against the desk, somewhat defeated and sporting a stretched belly. Magnolia leaned forward and whispered something to him. Her voice too low for the class to hear, but whatever she'd said brought a silent snarl to the lion's lips before he nodded. Logan standing as she pulled out, walking with all the pride he could manage despite his shaking legs. Returning to his seat just as the bell tolled.

"You may go," Professor Magnolia dismissed with a hand wave. Sitting down at her desk to clean up and prepare for the next class.

Candice waited just long enough to fall into step beside Logan as the lion shambled towards the door. "You alright?" she offered, leaning against his side to support as best she could. Eyes not daring to dart to his egg-heavy belly.

He put on his best smile and brushed a hand through his sweat-stained braids, "Yeah, been avoiding this for long enough. Guess it's true what they say, everyone here stumbles once." He reached to pat his stomach, winced, and just rest his hand on it. "She told me to see the nurse for some meds. Little shift in my biology so that the brood will take and hold." His muzzle twisted with a low growl, "Just be a couple weeks, she said." That snarl faded with a sigh then a smile, "Meet you in the cafe? From what I hear those shots make you hungry."

Candice lifted her crest, "Yeah, I'll get you a tray and a seat." She bumped his side gently and ducked to sweep through the milling crowd. Despite being college and every one here being adults, the time tables were still fairly strict. It was midday though and that was time to sit and relax, get a meal, clean up, etc. A couple hours of downtime for everyone to enjoy. Though she was surprised Logan could think of food as full as he had to be.

Pulling her phone, the phoenix started to type out a message to Lisa. She wanted the squirrel to be warned before they met up, if they did, so she wasn't surprised by Logan's punishment. Or perhaps it was the gravid-y of his situation.

She gave herself a swat for that joke, but still giggled.

Candice's tail feathers flicked a bit as she wandered into the cafe. Day was halfway over, she only had a single class this afternoon. Then she could hole up in her dorm for the rest of the day, or find some public place to study and stay out of the way until they were released from their responsibilities for the weekend. To make things better, it was a long weekend!

Her bill clattered quietly as she walked inside, "Good afternoon," she sang.

Then stopped.

Lisa flashed a shy smile, "Hey... Candice," the squirrel uttered, sounding weary. The squirrel was stretched out on a stainless steel platter, her skin carefully removed and flesh cooked to a golden brown. "Couldn't keep up in class," she laughed, "so Coach said if I was gonna be that slow, I might as well be lunch." She blinked slowly and lay her head down on the pillow-like pile of lettuce. "Where's Logan?"

She'd warned Lisa about taking the physio courses, especially with Coach Brown being the main teacher. That jaguar almost had a thing against prey animals, driving them twice has hard to make sure they could survive the 'harsh world' beyond the walls. His preferred punishment was always serving them up as lunch since it was a dog-eat-dog world out there. Students either learned the lesson, dropped out, or were stubborn enough to keep ending up on the menu. Of course they'd be back in class within a couple days, but that often put them behind. Which would lead to more time on the menu... Well, at least they could keep coming back so long as they were students.

"Magnolia got to him," Candice sighed as she got a tray and a pair of plates. "So he's out at the nurse's getting a couple shots. You have got to change classes, Boo. I'm getting too used to seeing you here."

The squirrel laughed, "About the only way I can get you to eat me," she winked and cracked a smile. "Besides, I'm getting better, just was slowed by all the slogging." Eyes closed as the server ran the sharp knife through her side, "Gonna be here all weekend too."

Marcus, the vulture server, rolled his eyes, "Yeah right. Soon as the lunch rush happens you and that rabbit are gonna be picked clean. Trust me."

Lisa flashed a smile, "Here that, might get to hang out this weekend."

"Debatable," a gruff voice muttered. Candice's feathers lifting with worry as a hand fell to her shoulder, "I hate to interrupt your lunch, Miss Ent, but we need to have a little talk about your AP Bio finals." Professor Bonnie Wilde reached past her, taking the plates and pushing them back to the server, "Make this to-go, would you?" the hyena smiled, "Put it on my tab."

A shiver coursed up Candice's spine, feathers standing on end as the hyena wrapped an arm about her hip. "Now, I do hate to ruin your weekend, but since you're doing well enough in your other classes, but failed my final..." Her muzzle split into a grin, "Means I get to figure out a good punishment for one of my favorite students. Fingers roamed along the phoenix's hips and down along her thigh. Candice had failed a few tests before, the classes weren't easy but they were among the best. "You know," Bonnie's voice dropped, "If I didn't know better, I'd say you fail on purpose." She clicked her tongue, "Especially since you always pass the next test."

Her feathers stood on end as the hand swept down to grab her right under the tail. Her cheeks going hot, "It's easier the second time, plus you are a good teacher."

Deep growls came from the hyena as she dug her fingers into the phoenix's thighs. Muffled gasped rang from Candice as the phoenix leaned her head back. Eyes rolling in her head as her insides were battered by the shemale's impressive length. Her body quaking around the Professor as she was fucked right through her... she couldn't even count how many orgasms she'd been subjected two since they got to the Professor's house. Had it been hours? Days? She'd completely lost track of time.

Bonnie snarled, "I'm cumming..." as she drew Candice hard against her. The limp phoenix twitching as she felt the warmth flooding her insides. Bonnie's heavy length jumping within her with each pulse of her thick seed.

She let out a pleased sigh and pulled away, letting Candice's leg drop from her grasp. "Much better than a sex toy." Bonnie's grin widened as she brought her hand down on the phoenix's thigh with a soft pat. She took a few steps away and looked over the phoenix with that distinctive grin of hers, "You know, it always surprises me just how warm you are, especially after hanging up for a few hours."

Almost on cue motors whirred to life and a cold blast washed over the pair. Bonnie shivering as she pulled her parka a bit tighter. Candice had gone past shivering some time ago, only her nature as a phoenix keeping her somewhat warm and conscious.

She lifted her head a little and watched as Bonnie rubbed her hands together, breath fogging in the near-freezing air of the walk in cooler. Wisps of fog rolling from the phoenix as she dangled from her arms. Stripped of all her clothing, the mythical avian had been strung up like a side of meat. Hands bound tightly and attached to a sturdy hook overhead. One leg hung limply, toes almost touching the smooth metal floor, her other leg lay on a shelf nearby. Rubbed with seasoning and salt it had been left to air dry a while before the hyena cooked it for dinner. A label hung from her wrist, I. N. Candice Ent, then Friday's date.

"You know," Bonnie sighed as she stretched out, tucking a cigarette in between her lips; "always surprises me just how sharp you are in here. Thinking maybe I should just start bleeding you some before tests." She smirked and snorted, "Shame that'd be against school rules." Candice blinked slowly, her breath coming in short, shallow huffs. Bonnie walked over to feel her neck, "Rapid heartbeat. Think I might need to let you recover before our next round of quizzing." She gave the phoenix's cheek a pat, "Got more planned for tomorrow for you, Meal." Pulling her jacket tighter, "Maybe this time the lesson will stick."

Collecting the tray with Candice's leg, Bonnie bumped the door open and strolled out into her kitchen. That heavy, solid door slamming shut with a dull thump. Candice slumping against her arm and shutting her eye. The barest of shivers racing down her form as she hung there. Merely waiting for the next round of quizzing, cutting, and cocking she'd get before... she didn't know how long. Bonnie was an expert at making hours feel like days when the mood struck. Whatever plans she had for the phoenix, Candice knew that she'd eventually wake up in the nurse's office. A stack of clean clothes waiting for her and that new phoenix smell surrounding her.

Her eyes closed as a little smile curled around her bound beak. Maybe Lisa would be there when she rebirthed.