Alex's head was filled with thoughts and worries about Alice. He kept glancing at her beside him constantly—she was still shy, cheeks perpetually flushed, blue eyes stealing soft, adoring looks at him whenever she thought he wasn't watching.
She loved him. Adored him. He was her Master. The way she pressed her thick thigh against his under the desk, the way her small hand sometimes brushed his in secret, the way her ocean-blue eyes turned glassy with hearts the moment they were alone—it was all proof. She was his perfect puppy.
But the worry gnawed at him: Janeth might pose harm to her. Revenge for rejecting her advances before? Targeting his girl now that she knew Alice was close to him? It was a possible scenario. Plausible. Dangerous.
His best bet was to stay after class and keep himself close.
Liza tried to calm him as the lecture dragged on.
'Hey, handsome… chill out. She's probably just a horny professor with a crazy head. I guess she's trying to mess with you after you rejected her.'
Alex exhaled slowly through his nose, crimson eyes still locked on Janeth at the front of the room. She was made for sin. Irresistible beauty wrapped in dangerous charm. Tight black pencil skirt hugging her fat, juicy ass—cheeks bouncing softly with every slow, deliberate step. Thick thighs flexing beneath the fabric, huge boobs barely contained in her white sleeved shirt—top buttons straining, deep cleavage swaying hypnotically.
Long hair flowing freely down her back, seductive smile playing on her full lips as she chewed gum slowly—each pop and smack deliberate, teasing. Sweet, strong perfume filled the air every time she passed.
She resisted Liza's current charm somehow. Despite being totally okay—happy, even her mood never wavered. No extreme sadness, anger, or fear to block the succubus influence. Just pure, confident lust.
Rather she seemed to enjoy the drooling gazes of her students, leaning over the podium to let more cleavage spill, smiling seductively while she explained concepts, occasionally running her tongue over her lower lip as she chewed gum. She was a walking temptation—and she knew it.
Liza's charm didn't work on her. That alone made them curious yet cautious.
The lecture carried on normally. Alice stayed glued to his side—juicy peachy butt shifting in her seat to get closer, thick thighs brushing his leg under the desk, soft little sighs escaping her when their arms touched. Her eyes kept feeding on his handsome face—full of love, devotion, quiet need.
Janeth's eyes flicked to them occasionally—lingering on Alice's closeness to Alex, then meeting his crimson gaze with a slow, knowing smirk.
Classes finally ended. Students packed up and flooded toward the doors, males stealing final glances at Janeth standing behind the large podium—leaning forward just enough to let her enormous boobs hang heavy and inviting, deep cleavage on full display as she gave cute little hand waves to students leaving.
Alice packed her things slowly, staying close to Alex. He walked out with her, but deliberately slowed his pace—lingering near the door, sharp senses on alert, trying to catch even the faintest sounds of their voices.
Everyone left. The classroom emptied.
Only Alice and Janeth remained inside. Alex stayed just outside the door—back against the wall, ears tuned to every word.
Janeth remained behind the large podium, leaning forward heavily—huge boobs resting on the surface, deep cleavage spilling forward in an almost obscene display. Alice stood nervously in front of the podium, shifting her weight from foot to foot, thick thighs pressing together anxiously, hands clasped tightly in front of her skirt, shoulders slightly hunched.
Janeth's heels clicked softly as she adjusted her stance behind the podium. Her voice came low, smooth, dripping thick honeyed seduction.
"So… do you have a boyfriend, Alice?"
Alice startled, shy eyes widening dramatically, cheeks exploding into a deep, burning blush that spread to her ears and down her neck. Her breath hitched audibly, plump lips parting in a tiny, panicked gasp, long lashes fluttering rapidly as if she might cry from sheer embarrassment.
"I-I… um… I d-don't know, Professor… m-maybe…?" she stammered, voice tiny and cracking, barely above a whisper. Her hands twisted nervously in front of her, shoulders shrinking inward as if trying to disappear, thick thighs trembling slightly as she shifted on her feet.
She had no idea why her professor was asking about such topics, but something just made her unable to stay silent to her questions. Something just was intoxicating the cute girl's brain.
Janeth tilted her head, full lips curving into a slow, faint smile. She leaned further over the podium, perfume rolling off her in thick, suffocating waves, wrapping around Alice like warm, dark silk.
"Really?" she murmured, voice dropping even softer, almost intimate. "So Alex isn't your boyfriend? I've noticed you're not exactly focused in my class… always looking at him. How did you two meet?"
Alice fidgeted harder, cheeks flaming hotter, blue eyes darting everywhere except Janeth's face—down to her own hands, to the podium edge, to the floor. Her voice came out even smaller, shaky, almost breaking.
"We… w-we went to the same high school… but we've only been close for the past month or so… he's just my… my beloved…I l-like him, and I h-hope he likes me too"
Janeth's smile deepened—slow, dangerous, eyes half-lidded as she leaned even further forward over the podium—huge, plushy breasts hanging heavily, deep cleavage dangerously close to Alice's face, nipples faintly outlined through the thin shirt, heavy mounds swaying with weight and deep breaths.
Her light brown hair cascaded over one shoulder, brushing the podium's edge. Her breath ghosted over Alice's skin, warm and sweet with gum and perfume.
"He's an idiot, you're such a pretty girl, Alice" she whispered, voice like dark velvet sliding over bare skin. "So cute… so innocent. But I can see why he likes you."
Alice froze completely—breath catching in her throat, eyelashes fluttering wildly in sheer panic and flattery, rosy lips trembling open in a silent gasp. Her whole body shrank back slightly, hands clutching the edge of her skirt so hard her knuckles whitened, thighs squeezing together nervously, legs trembling as she fought to stay standing.
"Th-thank you, Professor… y-you're… really beautiful too…" she managed, voice cracking and barely audible, eyes squeezed shut for a second before peeking up again—wide, watery, overwhelmed.
Janeth chuckled softly, the sound vibrating through the air like sin itself. She glanced at the empty doorway one more time, then returned her gaze to Alice. Brown eyes locking on blue ones with slow, burning intensity.
"He's that charming, hmm?" she purred. "I love charming boys too… I love how they get so desperate afterwards. Wonder how long it'll take him to get desperate for someone else~"
Alice stayed silent, respect for her professor keeping her polite, but the seductive comments kept coming. Questions about Alex, compliments laced with dark undertones, whispers that made her blush harder.
Janeth leaned even further over the podium, her breath warm and teasing against Alice's ear.
"You know… you're so sweet. So soft. I bet he loves touching you… holding you… making you feel good. Doesn't he?"
Alice's eyes widened and frantically nodded without producing any voice. Cheeks blazing scarlet, breath coming in short, panicked gasps. Her plump lips trembled violently, body shrinking back further, thighs squeezing together so tight they trembled. Her hands flew to her face again, covering her burning cheeks as if trying to hide from the world.
"Y-Yes, I only like him. H-He's everything for me…" she whimpered, voice cracking with shy panic, barely holding back tears of overwhelming embarrassment and confusion.
Janeth paused, eyes narrowing just a fraction, smile flickering. For the first time, something like a mild surprise flashed across her face. Then she pulled back smoothly, straightening up. Enormous plushy tits jiggling with the motion, skirt riding up slightly over thick thighs.
She laughed softly—low and throaty.
"Thanks for being honest with me, Alice. I'm excited to see you around more often. Don't be shy—let's talk more about your beloved next time, okay?"
Alice nodded hurriedly. Her blue eyes dazed and she walked out fast.
Alex was still behind the wall—let out a slow sigh of relief. It was just a bunch of questions. Weird, invasive, seductive questions… but nothing harmful. No seduction. No threats. And Alice hadn't anything that might cause suspicion.
Alice came out and found him waiting nearby. She walked over with a blush—cheeks pink, blue eyes shining with love and a touch of confusion.
He didn't ask what they talked about. He had heard almost everything.
But Liza had a different thought as she watched Alice approach.
'I sense magic on her…'