Chapter 1 - Her Professor's Contagious Secret

Her Professor's Contagious Secret
by Zmeydros

Missy looks around the computer lab idly rubbing her scaly butt against the mesh of her desk chair. The pressure and movement helps a tiny bit with the aching in her loins. Her eyes drift across the other students scattered throughout the room. Even the feisty dolphin in the far corner is happily typing away. Is she the only one that finds coding unbearable? 

That can't be. Nothing is as dull as this lab course. Her tail flicks in annoyance as she tries to fix her stupid program. Why product design majors need a programming course is beyond her.

There's no point in paying attention, her code never runs. She flips her mouse upside down and pokes at it watching it teeter back and forth. Startled by a voice from behind her, she slams her knees against the bottom of the desk.

"Missy!" All seven feet of Professor Heitken looms over her.

Staring up at her professor’s proportionate-but-still-gigantic cleavage, Missy says, "Yes professor?"

"This lab is the best way to prepare for the mid-term." The professor’s navy-blue scales are giving off a glossy sheen from this angle.

Missy has to stifle her first syllable because it tried to become a moan. She tries again. "I told you that I’m ill today. Can I make up this lab over the weekend?"

Professor Heitken takes a seat in the unoccupied chair next to Missy. Compared to her, the chair looks like dollhouse furniture. "The syllabus says that you’re allowed two absences without any questions asked. And you’ve used them both. If you were one of my TA’s how would you feel about me making you help a student who skipped out on a lab due to an unverified illness?"

She sighs. "Pretty crappy."

"May I touch you?" The professor asks.

After leaping in her chest, Missy’s heart starts pounding. "Umm, of course, why ask?"

"It’s just something I do. A habit I picked up from...It doesn’t matter." She puts her hand on Missy’s shoulder and looks into her eyes. "I understand you not enjoying this course. There were courses in my major that I detested. But, that said, I can’t overlook bad performance. Is there any way I can help you get this lab done? Anything you don’t understand or need a better explanation of?"

With Professor Heitken this close, Missy catches something in the air. A spice that is unique to the dragon next to her. A spice that makes her tail curl. Her nipples start to tingle and she has to bite her lip to stop another moan. The longer the professor’s hand is on her shoulder, the more she has an urge to rub lewdly against the seat of her chair. The hotter she feels.

"Professor, I need--" Missy cuts herself off. No! She can’t say that!

She leans in, her ebony ram-like horns framing her face. "Yes? You can call me Amanda."

"A-Amanda." Missy’s eyes shoot down to Amanda’s cleavage. No, she still can’t say that, she can never say that. No matter how much she wants it, there’s no way Amanda would want it too. Not now, not here. She pulls her eyes back up to Amanda’s face. "I can’t figure out what’s wrong with my code."

Amanda nods and then sits up. "Scoot over and I’ll have a look."

Missy rolls her chair to the side and Amanda slides in front of her computer. Watching her professor’s beautiful dragon muzzle and ears shift as she concentrates, Missy slips her right hand stealthily into her skirt. Her belly shivers as her cold fingers travel over it closer and closer to her needy folds. She leans her left shoulder lightly against Amanda’s right shoulder as she slips a finger inside. She’s so hot, so wet, so ready for Amanda to have her way with her.

She breathes out a moan as quietly as she can, she’s already close. Stop! She has to stop! She can’t stop! And then it happens. Moaning a bit too loud and writhing in her chair, her face twists in orgasm.

Amanda’s head shoots toward her just before she rolls her chair away from Missy. "Missy! What the F was that?"

If she’d had any idea how good that would feel, she would have done it way earlier. High on the remnants of her ecstatic release, Missy says, "An orgasm."

"Just because this is Tishen U doesn’t mean we don’t have guidelines for sexual behavior in the classroom. And that skirt, my syllabus says that students are to wear business casual attire in the classroom. That’s way too short! And the cleavage in your blouse, that’s a very low cut."

Missy looks down at the glistening white gold scales of her cleavage and then looks at Amanda. "You made me come to class when I’m in heat! How else would you expect me to act?"

Professor Heitken jumps up from her chair and looks over the class. "Missy and I are going to have a chat. I apologize for the distractions, but I cannot allow them to be used as an excuse for not finishing the lab."

A red panda near the back corner says, "The sexual tension between you two is going to kill us if you don’t deal with it soon. Have you seen the way she looks at you? Who do you think she’s gonna want when she’s in heat? You’re like at the top of her list."

"Hear that, everyone? If you want to read fanfiction about me fraternizing with students, Raymond has you covered."

Everyone laughs.

A grin creeps across Missy’s face. Amanda’s cheeks are darker, she’s blushing.

Amanda frowns at Missy’s grin. "Up and to my desk. We need to have a discussion."

She waits for Missy to stand up and then walks toward the front. Missy pants as she watches Amanda’s tail sway back and forth and is it her imagination or does Amanda’s red pantsuit make her big round ass look amazing! Her legs go weak and she falls to the side having to grab onto a chair to stay upright.

Amanda turns around and says, "You okay?"

"The heat’s so bad. I don’t think I can walk." She has to resist trying to finger herself again. Every instinct she has is telling her to mate with the big muscular dragon in front of her.

Professor Heitken sighs. "Okay, after the chat, I’ll excuse you and send you to the nurse."

"I don’t want to go to the nurse," Missy says, "I want to feel you stick your tongue in my--" she stops herself short of finishing that sentence.

"Missy Elgens!" Amanda scoops Missy up into her arms and starts carrying her to the front. "We’re going to have some words."

"You didn’t ask if you can touch me, I bet you just wanted to feel up my ass!" Missy rubs her bare ass against Amanda’s tree-branch-like biceps. She would have worn panties if she wasn’t out of her mind horny when she was getting ready this morning.

"And no panties!?" Amanda tisks her tongue. "You’re not going to like our discussion."

As Amanda sets Missy down in one of the chairs facing the front desk, Missy grabs Amanda’s tail. Amanda gasps and pulls her tail back before sitting down in the other chair. "We need to talk about your behavior. I know you’re in heat, but you shouldn’t finger yourself in the middle of class."

She frowns as she edits her initial, very lewd, response. Pausing awkwardly as she changes out words, she says, "I’m sorry, I just, I’m so turned on by you I can barely think."

"Y-you're attracted to me?" Amanda’s blush gets darker and her eyes soften.

Missy rubs Amanda’s shin with her tail and gasps. "Attracted doesn’t even begin to describe it." Her hand shoots down her front and into her skirt. Her middle finger finds her clit and she starts rubbing. Just having Amanda look at her makes her need to get off.

"Hey! Stop that!" Amanda gets out of her chair and grabs Missy’s hand. "Trust me, you don’t want me, it’s just your heat."

She glares at Amanda. "I’ve wanted you since the first day of class. I’ve had crushes before, but this one--it’s like a fucking building fell on me." Her tail slides up the inside of Amanda’s leg.

Amanda stares at Missy as her nostrils flex from her sampling the air. Her eyes glaze a bit and she lets go of Missy's hand. Then she shakes herself out of it and sits back down. "Trust me, you don’t want me. Things will get really complicated."

"Get security..." The fire in Missy’s loins now burns so brightly that it searing her flesh. "...or send me to the nurse if you want..." Her skirt feels like loose gravel against her scales, so she slips it off. "...but I can’t wait any longer." She slips two fingers inside herself.

"Missy, let’s talk about this, it’s just the heat, take deep breaths." Amanda fidgets in her chair and then grabs her tablet off the desk and frantically starts tapping on it. "We need to get you help ASAP. Just wait, please cover yourself."

Missy moans out while squeezing her fingers with her snatch, "Sorry, can’t, have to--" She orgasms again but it’s like a cool breeze blowing on liquid gold. She adds a third finger.

The tablet starts ringing and Amanda watches the screen while tapping her foot. "Missy, stop it or I’ll--"

"Or. You’ll. What?" Missy barks out between breaths. "Because. I. Can’t. Stop!"

The tablet falls from Amanda’s hands onto the floor as she grabs onto the arm rests. "No! Not now! Shit, shit, shit shit shit!" Amanda moans and growls before hurriedly lifting up her butt and struggling to get her pants off. A growing bulge in the front of her panties is tearing them at the seams. With her pants down, she carefully grabs the waist of her overtaxed lavender panties and tries to pull it over the bulge. Meanwhile the rips increase until one of her scaly blue balls isv poking out.

"Yes!" Missy cums again when she sees the tapered tip of her professor's pulsing black prick break free of the tortured fabric.

Amanda says, "Fuck it!" and uses a claw to cut her panties off.

The glistening scales under Amanda’s balls betray her arousal and the presence of a snatch. Hottest thing Missy's ever seen just got hotter. She pulls her fingers out and leaps out of her chair toward Amanda, "Fuck, I need your dick! Shove it in, stuff me with it, cum in me, tie me!"

"You're so vulgar!" Amanda jumps up from the chair and catches Missy by the shoulders holding her away from her body as her shaft reaches an alarming size. It’s proportionate, but she’s a very big dragon.

A female dolphin near the back of the class cries out, "You’re a herm?"

"Only when something sets me off."

The dolphin asks, "It just grows in when you’re horny? How?"

"Same reason we have a lab safety exam." She smiles and addresses the rest of the class. "Yes, your professor has a cock sometimes. I’m sure you’ve seen plenty of other amazing things in your lives. We live in a world of wonder and magic after all...feel free to take a fifteen-minute break to deal with...urges...but after that you must complete your coursework. Okay?"

People in the class nod with wide eyes.

Amanda nods. "Good! If you’ll excuse me, I have some business to take care of." She looks at Missy. "This is your last chance. If you go any further, you’ll h--Oh my!"

Missy’s tail has wrapped around  Amanda’s cock and is stroking it. She can feel the ridges on the underside and the long two-lobed knot near the base. "Just hold me down and stuff me! I need it so bad!"

"That’s it! Remember, you gave me permission to do this." Amanda grabs Missy’s sides and throws her atop the desk on her back. She pulls off her top and throws it to the side before ripping Missy’s top and bra off with her claws. Each of Amanda’s hands can easily cover one of Missy’s breasts.

As Amanda does this, Missy delivers a litany of "Yes" and "Please."

"You’re going to get exactly what you deserve." Amanda grabs Missy’s legs and lifts them up as she puts the head of her cock at Missy’s swollen slit. 

Before Missy can beg any more, Amanda shoves the tip in. Missy orgasms right there. While she’s orgasming, Amanda turns on the document camera and positions it over their junction so the whole class can see just how much Missy is stretching. Amanda picks up the mic and turns it on. "Just to make sure your break is put to good use, Missy, here, is going to provide some entertainment. Behold, item a, how much dick can this four-and-a-half-foot tall dragon take? And, watch out for item b: Why Missy should have listened to me when I suggested there would be consequences."

She shuts off the mic and tosses it into a chair. As Missy thinks about the fact that her pussy is now up for the entire class to see, Amanda starts shoving in. 

Inch after inch disappears into Missy stretching her wider and wider. The hard, ridged flesh of Amanda’s prick has a wonderful friction against her incredibly wet walls. The stretching is glorious. Only half of Amanda’s cock is inside her and she feels wonderfully full.

Throwing her head back and moaning, Missy sees the screen. She cums from the sight of her pussy spread wide by Amanda's girth. Amanda uses Missy's orgasmic spasms to slide in deeper and deeper. Another orgasm hits her as Amanda's knot rubs at her swollen heat-engorged lips. She's used big toys, but she had no idea her body could do this!

"Harder!" she begs.

Amanda growls and pulls back before ramming her more-than-foot-long meat inside. Her heavy balls spank Missy's ass over and over as she gets railed on top of the desk. Her heat-laden body is over the moon. She swears she sees sparkles and hearts dancing in her vision.

It's just so satisfying! Amanda having a cock is the best thing that's ever happened to her! And she's about cum so hard!

Then Amanda pulls out. "Whew, that was close. I can't do it to you. It wouldn't be fair, you're just in heat."

Missy's body feels empty, angry. Every part of her is throbbing and she needs one thing to allay this torturous need. Her mind desperately cobbles together words. "No! I-I need...Please, you have to cum inside me."

"You don't underst--"

"I don't care! Shut up! Finish inside me. I'm begging you!"

Amanda growls so loud that she shakes the entire desk as she shoves her dick  in up to the knot. She thrusts hard and fast until she's at the edge. Then, in one big push, she pops her knot inside Missy.

As Amanda's seed spills out into Missy's depths, Missy has the biggest orgasm of her life. She entwines her tail with Amanda's and grabs the bigger dragon's massive breasts. The erect nipples press against her palms as they writhe against each other. Amanda feels over Missy's body as she shoots load after load inside her. Her hands find Missy's wide hips, shapely butt, and supple tits.

Amanda roars in ecstasy as the height of her release hits.

Missy's eyes get wet as she roars with Amanda. In this moment, it's clear. Amanda was totally into her all along. She put up a good fight, but Missy's heat made it impossible for either of them to hold themselves back.

A few seconds after Amanda's last orgasmic moan, she pants out, "I'm sorry."

"About what?" A tingling in Missy's crotch just above her clit draws her hand. A tiny sheath and balls push up against it and a wave of pleasure radiates out to every part of her body. "Gah!"

Amanda hangs her head. "I'm so sorry."

Rubbing that growing flesh, Missy moans. "It feels so good!" She grabs Amanda's hand and puts it on the expanding mound of sensitive scales. "More!"

Her pussy shifts a bit making room as her new set of genitals pushes up against Amanda's palm. Every bit of growth is like a espresso shot of ecstasy. Her shaft starts poking out of her sheath and Amanda wraps her hand around it. 

As Amanda strokes, she says, "You're fine with this?"

"Yes!" Even though she's tied to Amanda, she does her best to thrust. The movement of Amanda's knot inside her makes both of them gasp and groan.

Her balls hang lower and lower until they're draped over where their bodies are joined. Missy sniffs the air as a new urge builds inside her. She moves her tail tip to Amanda's sex and shoves it in. As Amanda moans and loses her grip on Missy's phallus, Missy says, "Someone needs a dicking!"

Amanda blushes deep and raises her tail before she realizes what's happening and puts her tail back down. "Nah, I'll be fine. Let's just get you off."

"Are you sure? I bet you want to catch my first load with your pussy."

Professor Heitken moans and lifts her tail as Missy presses her tail deeper inside her professor's muff.

Missy's shaft is reaching a foot long, way bigger than what would normally be on a frame as small as hers. She grins at it with pride. The balls hanging under it feel big and productive. She grabs Amanda's breasts and hefts them. Then she brings a nipple up to her mouth and starts to nibble as she wiggles her tail inside Amanda.

"Oh my!" Amanda cries as she struggles to continue the hand job she was giving.

"The moment you pop out, I'm gonna shove my dick in you and make you call my name!"  Missy switches to the other nipple. 

"You're so vulgar!" This time it sounds like a compliment and Amanda's spice is thick in the air.

Tugging at Amanda's girthy nipples with her fingers, Missy says. "You're gonna need me as much as I needed you!"

"Haah!" Whatever Amanda was going to say is interrupted by her passion-filled breaths. Her snatch gets hotter and slicker as Missy fills it with her tail.

When Amanda bites her lip to avoid moaning more in front of the class, Missy starts nipping and licking at her breasts again. Amanda cums. That giant snatch tugs powerfully at Missy's tail making her wish she had her cock in there already. She's never felt this on top of the world, this powerful. Her eyes lock on to her shaft as it starts to bounce and something feels like it's pushing up from the base. Oh how badly she wants this to happen, her cheeks feel like they're on fire as she stares waiting for her first spurt of semen.

Amanda's hand wraps around the base of Missy's cock. "You said your first load was for me!" She bares her teeth at her student as she scolds her.

"AAAH!" Missy cries out as her orgasm is stopped in its tracks. 

There's a fire in Amanda's eyes, a lust so strong that Missy nearly cums again just seeing it. Moving her hips back, Amanda grunts and pulls while holding Missy down. Missy is so surprised by Amanda's sudden attempt at extraction, that she can't find any words. The tugging makes her hiss through her teeth. Then she hears a wet sucking sound as the knot pops out and she starts making a mess of the floor.

Standing up, she stares at her classmates many are sans pants, some fucking each other, others just stroking or fingering themselves is an image Missy will cherish for the rest of her life. She did that!

Blushing, Missy turns around to focus on the only person in the room she actually cares about.

Amanda is positioning one of the love seat-like chairs so it's facing the desk. When she's done, she leans over the desk and lifts her tail. Spreading her large plump pussy with her free hand, she looks into Missy's eyes and says, "Do it!"

Missy growls in arousal and hops onto the chair Amanda positioned. She's almost at the perfect height. Wrapping her hand around her shaft, her breath catches in her throat. Her equipment is so big and hard and sensitive! As she aims it, her heart starts to race. She can't believe she's about to do this. 

Just before she thrusts the tip of her ridged prick into her professor's puffy folds, she stops herself.  "Do what? I want to hear you say it."

"Stick your damn prick in me!"

"And?" She gives her instructor a toothy grin. "Come on, let the class hear you can say it. I know you want me to cum ins--"

"Fuck you!" With a roar of frustration, Amanda's tail hooks around Missy's bare buttocks and pulls her hips forward.

The slick silky heat of Amanda's pussy envelops Missy's disproportionately large shaft in one smooth motion. The sensation of each ridge popping inside is so intense that Missy feels as though time has slowed to a crawl. She stares down in disbelief as this new and amazing part of her anatomy disappears inside Amanda. She can see that even Amanda's high-capacity entrance must stretch to accommodate her. Then she feels her balls come to rest against Amanda's.
 
 Her uninflated knot has popped in and heat spreads across every square inch of scales on her body. Every bit of her blushes as she becomes fully aware that everyone in the class can see that she just hilted herself in the professor. Impossible.

"Move those hips!" Amanda commands.

With her heart thumping so hard that there's a throbbing in her ears, Missy grabs Amanda's wide hips and pulls back. Just a little at first, pulling out enough that she can slam back in.

Soon, her thrusts are nearly the full length of her cock because she can't get enough of the sensation of her tip entering Amanda's erotic embrace. Having a rhythm, she frees her right hand so she can fondle her breasts. It's what Amanda's doing with her free hand and it feels amazing stimulating her breasts and her cock at the same time.

Amanda's moans and growls and the smacking of their scales against each other ground Missy in the reality that she's actually doing this. She gropes Amanda's ass nearly getting off on how big and powerfully muscled it is.

When her knot gets too big to slip in, an urge to bury it builds.  

Amanda calls out, "Gonna, ahh, cum!"

Just hearing Amanda say this is enough to put Missy over the edge. As cum starts spilling forth from her shaft, she jams her knot in Amanda spreading her even more. They both roar so loud that people  in the class duck.

As she fills her professor's satiny passage, she leans down and caresses her back.

They stay like that, panting and cuddling, for several minutes before Amanda says, "Tell you what: I'll guide you through the lab on the weekend if you let me help you with your heat until it passes, deal?"

Missy kisses along Amanda's spine making Amanda shiver and murr. "Deal."

THE END

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