The teacher's amazing experience of being hypnotized

Many people have strange and unknown experiences 　　of being hypnotized ...

I thought I was just an ordinary person, and I never doubted this since I was old enough to understand, until that day...

"Ms. Rao Yingfang from Class 1, there is a visitor in the reception room... Ms. Rao Yingfang from Class 1, please come to the reception room..."

"What the heck, who could it be at lunchtime... Ugh..."

To prepare for the semester exams, I even had to eat lunch while looking for materials, and now this unexpected trouble has appeared. I closed my lunchbox with annoyance, muttering to myself.

"Could it be that crazy parent-teacher association president again..."

Stepping out of the teacher's office, my high heels clicked on the floor.

"I think her surname is Zhou...? No... no, I think her surname is Zhang..."

At the top and bottom of the stairs, there was a mirror for tidying up my appearance, and I stopped to look at myself. I'm twenty-nine this year, and it's been five years since I came to this vocational high school. Every day I'm caught between students and the school administration, and the initial enthusiasm has long since vanished. It's all just teaching and leaving classes.

"Sigh... I don't even have time to have a boyfriend..."

Actually, I'm considered pretty. Even with makeup, my features are still quite delicate. With a 7:3 body proportion, I should be a model. If it weren't for my father's civil service job and the burden of my scholarly family background...

I carefully examine myself. My legs are my proudest feature, but unfortunately, I'm a teacher. If I wore a miniskirt, my round, firm hips and slender legs would surely captivate many men, plus my fair skin... Why doesn't a woman like me have a boyfriend?

I've been angry about this more than once. It's all because of this suffocating job. The rule is 'female teachers must dress simply and not wear excessive makeup.' What does 'excessive' mean? Even wearing lipstick gets me pointed at! If it weren't for... Ah... Oh no!

"Oh dear! The reception room…!"

I quickly stopped my self-pity and hurried towards the reception room.

Inside, a man, around 40 years old, dressed impeccably in a suit, sat on the sofa.

"I'm sorry I'm late."

The man gave a slight bow. I chose to sit to his left.

"Excuse me, who are you…?"

I then noticed his ponytail and blond hair; for a middle-aged man dressed like that, my intuition told me he must work in the arts.

Artistic work… it sounded quite romantic.

"Are you Professor Rao?"

"Yes."

"Excuse me for disturbing your rest time, I'm Jin Yaoming's father."

He handed me a business card. It bore the title of Chairman of the 'Mind Science Research Committee'.

Jin Zhaohui… both father and son's names had a slightly money-grubbing feel to them.

"So it's Mr. Jin. Is there anything I can help you with today?"

Jin Yaoming was always an excellent student, and parents usually only visited the school because their children had made a serious mistake. As for this model student in the class... I couldn't recall him having any bad behavior, which puzzled me.

"Please don't misunderstand, my son has always been a source of peace of mind regarding his academic performance, but recently... uh... this matter is really embarrassing to talk about."

"Mr. Jin, please speak freely."

"Alright... fine! I'll just say it... Actually, I found this in his drawer a few days ago."

He hesitated slightly, then slowly took out a small brown paper bag from his suit pocket.

"This is..."

"Teacher Rao, it's alright if you open it."

What could be inside? Could it be something like a fake lizard or cockroach used by children for pranks...? The thought gave me the creeps, but I didn't want to be seen as a coward in front of this man.

"Ah... this is..."

It was the necklace I had been searching for for a long time, a heart-shaped amber piece with intricate carvings and several small diamonds.

“Originally, I also thought that apart from being unique, this necklace wasn’t anything particularly strange, until a few days ago when I passed by Yaoming’s room and saw him muttering something about it… so…”

“Muttering something?”

“Yes.”

“Can you tell me?”

“Uh… this…”

“Mr. Jin, I’m very curious, please tell me.”

He hesitated for a moment, took the necklace from his hand, pondered for a while, and lowered his head so I couldn’t see his expression.

“Alright then! Professor Rao, if you don’t mind, I’ll tell you the truth. He does this…”

Mr. Jin raised his right arm and started shaking the necklace. The amber heart-shaped necklace swayed from side to side. His posture was elegant and composed. I was suspicious of his actions and couldn’t help but watch his movements.

“Teacher Rao…look closely at this necklace…”

“Uh…okay…okay…”

“This pendant is beautiful…so beautiful it will make you forget your stress…forget your constraints…”

“………………”

“It’s getting dark…you will soon feel tired…”

“………………”

“You will enter your subconscious…forget who you are now…”

“………………”

“You want to sleep now, and after you fall asleep I will be your master…your master…” “

………………”

“………………”

Snap!

After a long while, I realized I was soaking naked in the bathtub. The water was cold. I had just been thinking about what happened at noon, but my mind was completely blank. I vaguely remembered him picking up the necklace…what happened next?

The phone in the living room rang again. I had to get out of the bathtub quickly; this wasn’t the time to be sick.

“Hello.”

“………………”

“Hello, who is this?

” “It’s me.”

“You…who are you?”

“I am your master.”

“God…crazy! Boring!”

Snap! I slammed the phone down.

"What a nutcase! Someone so bored this late."

I opened the fridge, annoyed, wanting a beer to cool down.

"Ring...ring...ring...ring..."

"Who is it this time?"

"Hello."

"..." "

Who are you looking for?"

"You naughty girl, how dare you hang up on your master!"

"You...who are you?"

"..."

In the quiet night, this phone call sent chills down my spine.

"Hey! If you don't answer, I'm hanging up!"

*Smack!*

"…………." "Hehe… Teacher Rao, what are you wearing now!"

"It's…it's a bathrobe."

"Very good, I want you to slowly undo your belt…"

My hands went awry, losing all control, and the belt fell down, revealing glimpses of my fair body.

"Now, tell me, are your breasts beautiful?"

"Yes…very beautiful."

"You bastard, you have to describe it!"

"My breasts are full and elastic, my areolas are light pink, and my skin is fair and tender…"

"No! I want you to say it with a lewd and sexy tone!"

"Yes…yes…my breasts are very firm, and my nipples are slowly hardening…ah…so soft…"

My right hand lifted my left breast, my nails digging deep into it.

"Very good, take off your bathrobe."

"Okay…I've taken it off…"

"Teacher Rao, is your pubic hair black?"

"My pubic hair is thick and dense, very thick and black."

"Put your hand on your vulva!"

I was getting a little hot, and my left hand familiarly touched my clitoris.

"Ah...it's already wet."

"Hehe...I knew I wasn't wrong about you, Teacher Rao, you're truly a slut at heart!"

As if lost in a fog, a warm and comfortable feeling welled up inside me, and my lower body began to experience strange changes.

"Tell me, you'll use your fingers to probe there, right?"

"Yes...I'd love to...um...oh..."

My fingers touched the sensitive, protruding part of my vulva just right, and a fire ignited there.

"Are you wet?"

"Oh...yes...yes...very wet..."

I said something embarrassing.

"That's enough, stop! We still have tomorrow!"

The phone beeped...beep...beep...

Suddenly, everything became clear. I stared at my naked body, unable to explain why my fingers were inserted into my lower body, or the wet stains on the sheets. It was like a dream...

Yes, that must be it. Only this could explain all the strange phenomena before me.

"How annoying, I must have had that kind of dream..."

I finished three classes in a daze that afternoon, dragging my tired body home.

"Ah...so tired..."

I yawned and collapsed onto the bed without a second thought. Just as I was about to get some sleep, the phone rang.

"Hello, is this Yingfang?"

"Oh, Yuzi, it's you."

"We're having a party at home tomorrow night, are you coming?"

"I have midterms tomorrow, and I have tutoring tonight, I can't get away."

"Come on! My husband specially found a few guys, they're all quite handsome!"

"Well...I'll think about it some more, I'll call you tomorrow."

"Okay! Think about it carefully!" Oh

my god! Tomorrow is the weekend, everyone else is going to have fun, and I still have tutoring. Finals are coming up soon, I don't have time to play now. Besides, my students are lagging behind, there aren't many good students, kids these days love to play...

I need to take a nice hot shower after taking off my clothes, a white piece of paper fell out of my pocket. I bent down to pick it up, and the words 'Mind Science Research Committee' in big letters came into view. Mr. Jin looked quite refined; appearances can be deceiving, he didn't look like someone who would work in this industry at all…

The next day, the day of the midterm exams, I walked into the classroom carrying a stack of test papers. The students took their seats, their faces serious.

“Class monitor, distribute the test papers.”

A faint chuckle came from between the seats.

“What are you laughing at? Anyone who fails the average score this time will stay for tutoring every Saturday!”

Another muffled, deliberately suppressed laugh came from the classroom. I thought of the inexplicable scene last night, fearing it was just my imagination, which made me uneasy. The students were all writing furiously with their heads down; the huge classroom was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

I walked around the aisle between the seats, carefully making the sound of my high heels, and unconsciously arrived at the last row. That refined, familiar face caught my eye… It was Jin Yaoming.

This student always had top grades, always the first to hand in his paper during exams, but his current state worried me.

"Jin, why aren't you answering the questions quickly?"

I leaned down and asked him softly. Startled from his daze, he looked up.

"Teacher, I don't know any of them."

"None...you don't know any?"

"Yes! These questions aren't in the textbook."

No way! Even the model student can't answer these questions…I have to take a look…

"This…this is…the third-grade exam paper…!!"

Instantly, I realized all my classmates were staring at me. This was so embarrassing, I felt like dying. I must have grabbed the wrong exam paper in my haste.

"Uh…T-Teacher, you grabbed the wrong exam paper…I…I'm sorry…Class monitor, please collect the papers, I'll go get the correct ones."

I must have turned bright red. I felt both annoyed and angry. How could I be so absent-minded? No, I have to pull myself together.

The class monitor handed back the collected exam papers, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

I dared not linger for another second, and mustered my courage to walk towards the door…

“Snap!”

“………………”

I felt frozen, my feet glued to the floor, that ethereal feeling of falling into a fog washing over me again.

“Ah… the teacher isn’t moving…”

“Really! She’s really not moving!!”

“Amazing, so magical!”

“I thought it was impossible… Wow… the teacher seems to be asleep…”

“She’s not asleep! Her eyes are still open!”

I seemed to hear the students clamoring.

“Class, please be quiet. Do you want to see a magic show?”

The voice behind me sounded warm and familiar.

“Okay, do you want to see the teacher like a woman in an adult film?”

“Liar! The teacher won’t!”

“Okay! Hurry up!”

“Really?”

The atmosphere around me was hot, and I didn’t quite understand why. I felt someone approaching me.

“Teacher, please sit on the lectern.”

The lectern… I really wanted to sit on that. Right… this is it.

"Hehe... See, the teacher listens to me, doesn't she?"

"Wow..."

"Really..."

"Teacher, open your legs, everyone wait and see what color your panties are!"

As if pulled, her legs were stretched open, revealing not only the color of her panties but also the lace pattern.

"Oh...so the teacher likes this light green panty."

"There's a little black in the middle."

"It's semi-transparent!"

"Everyone, come over and look at where the teacher is showing."

Countless curious, greedy, and thirsty eyes were all projected onto my private parts, and I felt melted.

"Teacher, take off your clothes!"

"No...no, slowly."

"That's it, unbutton it first!"

I unbuttoned it one by one, inexplicably wanting my soon-to-be-exposed breasts to be seen immediately.

My breasts popped out from under my shirt, a light green bra covering my snow-white breasts.

"Teacher, you like being seen here, don't you?"

"Yes, I like having my breasts displayed in front of others."

"Great, you'll have sex with each of us today!"

"Hmm...I want you to roughly enter the teacher's body..."

I couldn't remember the name of the student who had been talking to me...

my body seemed to soften, and I could feel my nipples hardening inside the bra cups.

"Now you can take off your bra."

I had an extreme desire to be exposed; even being completely naked would make me happier.

“Finally…finally I can see the teacher’s breasts…”

“Wow…what beautiful breasts…”

“I can’t believe it…”

These words seemed to be the highest praise.

“Teacher, you’re so beautiful, Ah Shun, help her take off her panties too!”

The student called Ah Shun had a baby face, and I had no recollection of him.

He clumsily pulled down my panties, his eyes constantly glancing at my breasts as he did so. I thought he probably really wanted to suckle the pink nipples; perhaps he fantasized about his mother’s breasts too! I watched his movements; my bright black pubic hair was now completely exposed.

The students erupted in noise again, and a few bold ones squatted between their legs, staring straight at me, which made me feel incredibly ashamed.

“Our usually stern teacher is surprisingly lush here, look how wet she is.”

“Wow… the labia the teacher has always dreamed of, now we can see them clearly.”

“Mmm… so fragrant, even here smells sweet.”

The burning gazes of these brats made me feel lewd, and deep within my flower, like a river bursting its banks, clear, viscous nectar kept gushing out.

“Ah… I can’t take it anymore…”

One of the students unzipped his pants and began masturbating in front of my snow-white, tender body. The others also revealed their treasures, and a strong smell of uric acid permeated the air. Those close to me rubbed their glans against their thighs.

“Great, this class we’ll turn our usually strict and beautiful teacher into a plaything!”

A familiar voice said with a hint of contempt. Like a command, the students began touching me. Instantly, my entire body was covered by numerous hands. My already disheveled top and skirt were torn off by forces from all directions. I couldn't tell whose hands were playing with my breasts or roughly forcing a penis into my mouth.

Suddenly, the naked body of the female teacher in the classroom became the target of all the students' play. I didn't want to resist at all. Subconsciously, I hoped for the pleasure of being bullied and raped, which eroded all my senses.

I squinted my eyes, and several faces moved in front of me. My lips were pressed tightly together, and the childish breath seemed to brush against my face. The slight pain from my breasts aroused a tingling sensation in my mammary glands.

"Teacher, let me have sex with you first!"

I seemed to hear someone say this, and then I felt the walls of my vagina being stretched open.

"Oh...so good...Teacher, I'm finally inside you..."

"So...so tight...Teacher, although I'm not a virgin..."

I wanted to shout: "Move faster! Thrust hard, I'll be grateful..." But a pungent, smelly penis was stuffed into my mouth, and I couldn't make a sound.

"Ah Mao! Move your ass!"

"Ah Mao, I didn't expect you to beat me to it! I'm second in line!"

"Okay, Ah Guo, I'll go after you."

"Look, Teacher seems to be enjoying it!"

"Teacher...it's so warm inside...oh..."

"Ah...so comfortable...ah ah..."

"Ah Mao, you're useless, move aside, let me do it."

The gradually shrinking penis was pulled out, and another swollen, hard thing rushed into the genitals.

“Mmm…mmm…oh…um…hum…”

“Look! The teacher screamed.”

“This…this bitch…usually so fierce…now I’m fucking you to pieces…”

His face was blocked by the face sucking on my nipple, and his hand lifted my buttocks, thrusting in very deep.

“Ah Guo, hurry up! There are still many people behind you.”

“Don’t…don’t scream…it’s…it’s almost…ah ah…”

“I cum…I cum…”

At the same time, a thick liquid was injected into my mouth, so much that I couldn’t drink it down, and some of it seeped from the corner of my mouth.

Someone else held my left hand, making me touch the engorged corpus cavernosum, its hot and thick size making my hand look small.

"Quick...come in quickly...please..." "

Oh...right...harder...ah..."

"Teacher's...it's so wet!"

"Big Fatty, don't be too rough, the lectern will collapse!"

I felt dizzy, my legs were forcefully spread open, and this huge object was making me feel overwhelmed.

"Ah...it's full...I'm dying...oh..."

"This guy...ah...oh...no...I can't take it anymore..."

Ding...ding...ding...ding...the bell rang in a daze...

I slowly raised my head and saw the afternoon sun shining obliquely in, which was dazzling for a moment. Where...where am I?

"Huh! How did I fall asleep in the classroom?"

Some students were not in their seats. Right...right, today is the midterm exam, the day of the semester test.

"Oh no, I actually fell asleep."

I didn't sleep well last night, and I never expected to fall asleep at this crucial moment. I wonder if the discipline master saw me...

"Teacher!"

"Wh...what is it?"

"Can I hand in my exam paper?"

"Uh...okay...okay, those who have finished, please hand in your papers to the teacher."

The students handed in their papers one by one, and soon I was the only one left in the classroom.

"Damn it, what's wrong with me these past few days? I still have several tests to go, and my head is still spinning."

After tidying up my papers, I hurriedly ran back to the teacher's office.

"Teacher Rao." Oh

no, it's the head of student affairs.

"Uh...is...is there something wrong?"

This notorious old pervert looked around for a moment, then leaned close to my ear and whispered,

"Teacher Rao, your...your shirt isn't buttoned up properly..."

"Ah!"

I looked down and saw that the two front buttons were buttoned incorrectly, revealing a glimpse of my cleavage. I was instantly filled with shame and my face turned bright red.

"I'm...I'm sorry!"

"Heh...heh...quite full!"

The old pervert stared at my breasts with a half-smile, then slowly turned and walked out of the teacher's office.

His words made me feel uneasy all over, and my lower body felt a dull ache.

"What on earth is going on?!"

Many people have strange and unknown experiences...

I thought I was just an ordinary person, and I never doubted this since I was old enough to understand, until that day...

"Ms. Rao Yingfang from Class 1, there is a visitor in the reception room... Ms. Rao Yingfang from Class 1, please come to the reception room..."

"What the hell, who could it be at lunchtime... Ugh..."

To prepare for the semester exams, I even had to eat lunch while looking for materials, and now this unexpected trouble has appeared. I closed my lunchbox with annoyance, muttering to myself.

"Could it be that crazy parent-teacher association president again..."

Stepping out of the teacher's office, my high heels clicked on the floor.

"I think her surname is Zhou...? No... no, I think her surname is Zhang..."

At the top and bottom of the stairs, there was a mirror for tidying up my appearance, and I stopped to look at myself. I'm twenty-nine this year, and it's been five years since I came to this vocational high school. Every day I'm caught between students and the school administration, and the initial enthusiasm has long since vanished. It's all just teaching and leaving classes.

"Sigh... I don't even have time to have a boyfriend..."

Actually, I'm considered pretty. Even with makeup, my features are still quite delicate. With a 7:3 body proportion, I should be a model. If it weren't for my father's civil service job and the burden of my scholarly family background...

I carefully examine myself. My legs are my proudest feature, but unfortunately, I'm a teacher. If I wore a miniskirt, my round, firm hips and slender legs would surely captivate many men, plus my fair skin... Why doesn't a woman like me have a boyfriend?

I've been angry about this more than once. It's all because of this suffocating job. The rule is 'female teachers must dress simply and not wear excessive makeup.' What does 'excessive' mean? Even wearing lipstick gets me pointed at! If it weren't for... Ah... Oh no!

"Oh dear! The reception room…!"

I quickly stopped my self-pity and hurried towards the reception room.

Inside, a man, around 40 years old, dressed impeccably in a suit, sat on the sofa.

"I'm sorry I'm late."

The man gave a slight bow. I chose to sit to his left.

"Excuse me, who are you…?"

I then noticed his ponytail and blond hair; for a middle-aged man dressed like that, my intuition told me he must work in the arts.

Artistic work… it sounded quite romantic.

"Are you Professor Rao?"

"Yes."

"Excuse me for disturbing your rest time, I'm Jin Yaoming's father."

He handed me a business card. It bore the title of Chairman of the 'Mind Science Research Committee'.

Jin Zhaohui… both father and son's names had a slightly money-grubbing feel to them.

"So it's Mr. Jin. Is there anything I can help you with today?"

Jin Yaoming was always an excellent student, and parents usually only visited the school because their children had made a serious mistake. As for this model student in the class... I couldn't recall him having any bad behavior, which puzzled me.

"Please don't misunderstand, my son has always been a source of peace of mind regarding his academic performance, but recently... uh... this matter is really embarrassing to talk about."

"Mr. Jin, please speak freely."

"Alright... fine! I'll just say it... Actually, I found this in his drawer a few days ago."

He hesitated slightly, then slowly took out a small brown paper bag from his suit pocket.

"This is..."

"Teacher Rao, it's alright if you open it."

What could be inside? Could it be something like a fake lizard or cockroach used by children for pranks...? The thought gave me the creeps, but I didn't want to be seen as a coward in front of this man.

"Ah... this is..."

It was the necklace I had been searching for for a long time, a heart-shaped amber piece with intricate carvings and several small diamonds.

“Originally, I also thought that apart from being unique, this necklace wasn’t anything particularly strange, until a few days ago when I passed by Yaoming’s room and saw him muttering something about it… so…”

“Muttering something?”

“Yes.”

“Can you tell me?”

“Uh… this…”

“Mr. Jin, I’m very curious, please tell me.”

He hesitated for a moment, took the necklace from his hand, pondered for a while, and lowered his head so I couldn’t see his expression.

“Alright then! Professor Rao, if you don’t mind, I’ll tell you the truth. He does this…”

Mr. Jin raised his right arm and started shaking the necklace. The amber heart-shaped necklace swayed from side to side. His posture was elegant and composed. I was suspicious of his actions and couldn’t help but watch his movements.

“Teacher Rao…look closely at this necklace…”

“Uh…okay…okay…”

“This pendant is beautiful…so beautiful it will make you forget your stress…forget your constraints…”

“………………”

“It’s getting dark…you will soon feel tired…”

“………………”

“You will enter your subconscious…forget who you are now…”

“………………”

“You’re sleepy now. After you fall asleep, I will be your master…your master…” “ ………………

” “………………

”

“Snap!”

After a long while, I realized I was soaking naked in the bathtub. The water was cold. I had just been thinking about what happened at noon, but my mind was completely blank. I vaguely remembered him picking up the necklace…what happened next?

The phone in the living room rang again. I had to get out of the bathtub quickly; now was not the time to be sick.

“Hello.”

"………………"

"Hello, who is this?"

"It's me."

"You...who are you?"

"I am your master."

"God...crazy! Boring!"

With a 'smack,' I slammed the phone down.

"Crazy! There are still such bored people this late."

I opened the refrigerator in annoyance, wanting to drink a beer to cool down.

"Ring...ring...ring...ring..."

"Who is it this time?"

"Hello."

"…………" "

Who is this?"

"You naughty girl, how dare you hang up on your master."

"You...who are you?"

"…………"

In the quiet night, this phone call made me feel creepy.

"Hey! If you don't speak, I'm going to hang up!"

"Smack!"

"…………." "Hehe...Teacher Rao, what are you wearing now!"

"It's...it's a bathrobe."

"Very good, I want you to slowly undo your belt..."

My hands lost their control, the belt fell down, and the white body underneath was faintly visible.

“Now, tell me, are your breasts beautiful?”

“Yes… very beautiful.”

“You bastard, describe them!”

“My breasts are full and firm, my areolas are light pink, and my skin is fair and tender…”

“No! I want you to say it in a lewd and sexy tone!”

“Yes… yes… my breasts are very firm, my nipples are slowly hardening… ah… so soft…”

My right hand lifted my left breast, my nails digging deeply into it.

“Very good, take off your bathrobe.”

“Okay… I’ve taken it off…”

“Teacher Rao, are your pubic hair black?”

“My pubic hair is thick and dense, very thick and black.”

“Put your hand on your vulva!”

I was getting a little hot, and my left hand familiarly touched my clitoris.

“Ah… it’s already wet.”

“Hehe… I knew I hadn’t misjudged you, Teacher Rao, you’re truly slutty to the core!”

As if I were in a fog, a warm and comfortable feeling welled up in my heart, and my lower body gradually began to undergo strange changes.

"Tell me, you'll use your fingers to probe there!"

"Yes... I'd love to... um... oh..."

My fingers touched the sensitive, protruding part of my vulva perfectly, igniting a fire there.

"Are you wet?"

"Oh... yes... yes... very wet..."

I said something embarrassing.

"That's enough, stop! We still have tomorrow!"

The receiver beeped... beep... beep...

Suddenly, everything became clear. I stared at my naked body, unable to explain why my fingers were inserted into my genitals, or the wet stains on the sheets. It was like a dream...

Yes, that must be it. Only this could explain all the strange phenomena before me.

"Ugh, I must have had that kind of dream..."

I drowsily finished three classes in the afternoon, dragging my tired body home.

"Ah... so tired..."

I yawned and collapsed onto the bed without a second thought. Just as I was about to get some sleep, the phone rang.

"Hello, is this Yingfang?"

"Oh, Yuzi, it's you."

"We're having a party at home tomorrow night, are you coming?"

"Midterms tomorrow, and I have tutoring tonight, I can't get away."

"Come on! My husband specially found a few guys, they're all quite handsome!"

"Well... I'll think about it some more, I'll call you tomorrow."

"Okay! Think about it carefully!"

Oh my god! Everyone else is going to have fun tomorrow, and I still have tutoring. Final exams are coming up soon, I don't have time to play now. Besides, my students are lagging behind, there aren't many good students, kids these days love to play... After

taking off my clothes, I need to take a nice hot shower. A white piece of paper fell out of my pocket. I bent down to pick it up, and the words 'Mind Science Research Committee' in big letters came into view. That Mr. Jin looks quite refined, you can't judge a book by its cover, he doesn't look like someone who works in this field at all...

The next day, the day of the midterms, I walked into the classroom with a pile of test papers, and the students took their seats with serious faces.

"Class monitor, distribute the test papers."

A faint chuckle drifted from between the seats.

"What's so funny? Anyone who fails the average score on this test will have to stay for tutoring every Saturday!"

Another muffled, deliberately suppressed laugh echoed in the classroom. I recalled the inexplicable scene from last night, fearing it might be a hallucination, which made me uneasy. The students were all engrossed in their work, heads bowed, the huge classroom so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

I walked through the aisle, carefully making my own high heels, and unconsciously reached the last row. A refined, familiar face caught my eye… it was Jin Yaoming.

This student always ranked at the top of his class, always the first to hand in his paper, but his current state worried me.

"Jin, why aren't you answering the questions?"

I leaned down and asked him softly. He looked up, interrupted from his reverie.

"Teacher, I don't know any of them."

"You…don't know any of them?"

"Yes! These questions aren't in the textbook."

No way! Even the model students couldn't answer this question… I have to take a look…

“This…this is…the third-grade test paper…!!”

Instantly, I realized all my classmates were staring at me. This was so embarrassing, I wanted to die. I must have grabbed the wrong test paper in my haste.

“Uh…T-Teacher, you grabbed the wrong test paper…I…I'm sorry…Class monitor, please collect the test papers, I'll go get the correct ones.”

I must have turned bright red. I felt both annoyed and angry. How could I be so absent-minded? No, I have to pull myself together.

The class monitor handed back the collected test papers, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

I didn't dare linger for another second, and mustered my courage to walk towards the door…

“Thump!”

“………………”

I felt like I was frozen, my feet stuck to the floor, that feeling of being adrift in a fog washing over me again.

"Ah...the teacher isn't moving..."

"Really! She's really not moving!!"

"That's amazing, that's incredible!"

"I thought it was impossible...wow...the teacher seems to have fallen asleep..."

"She's not asleep! Her eyes are still open!"

I seemed to hear the students clamoring.

"Class, please be quiet. Do you want to see a magic show?"

The voice behind me sounded warm and familiar.

"Okay, do you want to see your teacher like a woman in an adult film?"

"Liar! I won't!"

"Okay! Hurry up!"

"Really?"

The atmosphere around me was hot, and I didn't quite understand why. I felt someone getting closer to me.

"Teacher, please sit on the lectern."

The lectern... I really wanted to sit on it. Right... this is it.

"Hehe... See, the teacher listens to me, doesn't she?"

"Wow..."

"Really..."

"Teacher, open your legs, everyone wait and see what color your underwear is!"

As if pulled, her legs were stretched open, revealing not only the color of her underwear but also the lace pattern.

"Oh...so the teacher likes this light green panty."

"There's a little black in the middle."

"It's semi-transparent!"

"Everyone, come over and look at where the teacher is showing."

Countless curious, greedy, and thirsty eyes were all projected onto my private parts, and I felt melted.

"Teacher, take off your clothes!"

"No...no, slowly."

"That's it, unbutton it first!"

I unbuttoned it one by one, inexplicably wanting my soon-to-be-exposed breasts to be seen immediately.

My breasts popped out from under my shirt, a light green bra covering my snow-white breasts.

"Teacher, you like being seen here, don't you?"

"Yes, I like having my breasts displayed in front of others."

"Great, you'll have sex with each of us today!"

"Hmm...I want you to roughly enter the teacher's body..."

I couldn't remember the name of the student who had been talking to me...

my body seemed to soften, and I could feel my nipples hardening inside the bra cups.

"Now you can take off your bra."

I had an extreme desire to be exposed; even being completely naked would make me happier.

“Finally…finally I can see the teacher’s breasts…”

“Wow…what beautiful breasts…”

“I can’t believe it…”

These words seemed to be the highest praise.

“Teacher, you’re so beautiful, Ah Shun, help her take off her panties too!”

The student called Ah Shun had a baby face, and I had no recollection of him.

He clumsily pulled down my panties, his eyes constantly glancing at my breasts as he did so. I thought he probably really wanted to suckle the pink nipples; perhaps he fantasized about his mother’s breasts too! I watched his movements; my bright black pubic hair was now completely exposed.

The students erupted in noise again, and a few bold ones squatted between their legs, staring straight at me, which made me feel incredibly ashamed.

“Our usually stern teacher is surprisingly lush here, look how wet she is.”

“Wow… the labia the teacher has always dreamed of, now we can see them clearly.”

“Mmm… so fragrant, even here smells sweet.”

The burning gazes of these brats made me feel lewd, and deep within my flower, like a river bursting its banks, clear, viscous nectar kept gushing out.

“Ah… I can’t take it anymore…”

One of the students unzipped his pants and began masturbating in front of my snow-white, tender body. The others also revealed their treasures, and a strong smell of uric acid permeated the air. Those close to me rubbed their glans against their thighs.

“Great, this class we’ll turn our usually strict and beautiful teacher into a plaything!”

A familiar voice said with a hint of contempt. Like a command, the students began touching me. Instantly, my entire body was covered by numerous hands. My already disheveled top and skirt were torn off by forces from all directions. I couldn't tell whose hands were playing with my breasts or roughly forcing a penis into my mouth.

Suddenly, the naked body of the female teacher in the classroom became the target of all the students' play. I didn't want to resist at all. Subconsciously, I hoped for the pleasure of being bullied and raped, which eroded all my senses.

I squinted my eyes, and several faces moved in front of me. My lips were pressed tightly together, and the childish breath seemed to brush against my face. The slight pain from my breasts aroused a tingling sensation in my mammary glands.

"Teacher, let me have sex with you first!"

I seemed to hear someone say this, and then I felt the walls of my vagina being stretched open.

"Oh...so good...Teacher, I'm finally inside you..."

"So...so tight...Teacher, although I'm not a virgin..."

I wanted to shout: "Move faster! Thrust hard, I'll be grateful..." But a pungent, smelly penis was stuffed into my mouth, and I couldn't make a sound.

"Ah Mao! Move your ass!"

"Ah Mao, I didn't expect you to beat me to it! I'm second in line!"

"Okay, Ah Guo, I'll go after you."

"Look, Teacher seems to be enjoying it!"

"Teacher...it's so warm inside...oh..."

"Ah...so comfortable...ah ah..."

"Ah Mao, you're useless, move aside, let me do it."

The gradually shrinking penis was pulled out, and another swollen, hard thing rushed into the genitals.

“Mmm…mmm…oh…um…hum…”

“Look! The teacher screamed.”

“This…this bitch…usually so fierce…now I’m fucking you to pieces…”

His face was blocked by the face sucking on my nipple, and his hand lifted my buttocks, thrusting in very deep.

“Ah Guo, hurry up! There are still many people behind you.”

“Don’t…don’t scream…it’s…it’s almost…ah ah…”

“I cum…I cum…”

At the same time, a thick liquid was injected into my mouth, so much that I couldn’t drink it down, and some of it seeped from the corner of my mouth.

Someone else held my left hand, making me touch the engorged corpus cavernosum, its hot and thick size making my hand look small.

Please...please come in...

"Oh...right...harder...ah..."

"Teacher's...it's so wet!"

"Big Fatty, don't be too rough, the lectern will collapse!"

I felt dizzy, my legs were forcefully spread open, and this huge object was making me feel overwhelmed.

"Ah...it's full...I'm dying...oh..."

"This guy...ah...oh...no...I can't take it anymore..."

Ding...ding...ding...ding...the bell rang in a daze...

I slowly raised my head and saw the afternoon sun shining obliquely in, which was dazzling for a moment. Where...where am I?

"Huh! How did I fall asleep in the classroom?"

Some students were not in their seats. Right...right, today is the midterm exam, the day of the semester test.

"Oh no, I actually fell asleep."

I didn't sleep well last night, and I never expected to fall asleep at this crucial moment. I wonder if the discipline master saw me...

"Teacher!"

"Wh...what is it?"

"Can we hand in our exam papers

now?" "Uh...yes...yes, those who have finished, please hand them in to me."

The students handed in their exam papers one by one, and in a short while, I was the only one left in the classroom.

"Damn it, what's wrong with me these past few days? I still have several tests to go, and my head is still spinning."

After tidying up my exam papers, I hurriedly ran back to the teacher's office.

"Teacher Rao." Oh

no, it's the discipline master.

"Uh...is...what's wrong?"

This notorious old pervert in the whole school looked around for a while, then leaned close to my ear and whispered:

"Teacher Rao, your...your shirt isn't buttoned up properly..."

"Ah!"

I looked down and saw that the two front buttons were buttoned incorrectly, revealing a glimpse of my cleavage. I was immediately filled with shame and my face turned bright red.

"I...I'm sorry!"

"Heh...heh...quite full!"

The old lecher stared at my breasts with a half-smile, then slowly turned and walked out of the professor's office.

His words made me feel uneasy all over; a dull ache and numbness crept into my lower body.

"What on earth is going on?!"

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