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Chapter #7
Maybe a mixture of both.
by: Unknown
David strolled confidently along campus, smiling devilishly as he surveyed the various students and professors going about their business around him. His grin went wider as he spotted one of his professors standing outside an entrance where students were walking inside and out.
Unbeknownst to David this was a regular occurrence for Professor Harlan Matthews. Whenever the wizened professor had free time he would come out to the entrance with a large textbook in hand, pretending to read while he ogled at the more attractive students, smiling and waving if one spotted him. Today he’d been watching an attractive, 5’4” senior that was perched on a bench reading a book titled The Inner Workings of The Human Mind. She had brunette hair with blonde tips with a slim figure and pert D cup breasts.
Unfortunately for Professor Matthews, David was in the same vicinity as him and had selected him as his unwilling victim. David wasted no time, immediately exchanging the bodies of the two but leaving the clothes and genitals to their original owners. He mischievously sniggered to himself; he saw the senior stand up with the professor’s portly body, dressed in a small skirt and halter top. She adjusted the ratty toupee on top of her head and struggled to pull down the hem of her top, regretting her recent lack of exercise as she attempted to cover up her bulging stomach. She sauntered inside with a clumsy grace, stumbling slightly in her 3 inch heels.
The professor meanwhile sighed as the ‘girl’ strutted away. He adjusted his seating as he felt a large 7 inch snake slithering inside his black slacks, slacks already stretched out due to his plump backside. He adjusted his circle rimmed glasses before casually scratching one of his boobs. An action which made him slightly more aroused as he began caressing his erect nipple. A slight moan escaped from Harlan’s lips as he continued to masturbate. One of his dainty fingers slipped into his briefs and had now started pumping his large boner.
It was at this moment that the college dean conveniently walked past. The conservative 56 year-old lady was passing through on her way to her office when she heard the telltale moan from sexual shenanigans. She looked round to see Harlan mid orgasm with his eyes rolled back into his head and his hand jerking furiously inside his trousers.
“Oh, God, AGAIN! How many times Harlan!” she yelled as Harlan froze like a deer caught in headlights. “My office! NOW!”
Ooh, David laughed as an embarrassed Professor Matthews skulked away, a large erection still tenting his pants. He didn’t know why but he felt a pang or guilt, a persistent nagging from his conscience to help his teacher out.
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