(Note: the intro asked to keep things in first-person perspective so that's how I'm writing.)
"Now, Mr. Everett," Ms. Panthera began as she turned back to face me, "I couldn't help but notice that you were staring at me during class today. Is this something your parents need to hear about?"
I gulped. It looked like I was caught in the act! The cat had my tongue, so to speak; I couldn't think of anything to say as she looked me down.
"Well, Mr. Everett," she continued, "do you have anything to say for yourself?"
I figured that I had better say something. I tried to come up with a reason to make it sound like I wasn't just leering at her voluptuous body.
"I'm sorry Ms. Panthera," I said. "I've just never seen a panther woman before?"
"Panther wo..." Ms. Panthera said as she brought her hand to her face and then to the diamond-studded collar around her neck. "Oh, dear, the owl woman who sold this to me did say that 99.99999999999% of humans would fall for my disguise. It looks like you're the 0.00000000001% who wouldn't, Mr. Everett."
"Come again?" I asked.
"I should explain," Ms. Panthera said as she walked back over to her desk and sat down on it. "As you've clearly seen, I'm not a human. I'm not even native to your dimension. I'm from a parallel universe populated with anthropomorphic animals. We've mastered magic and inter-dimensional travel, and I thought that I might use those things to my advantage to make a dream of mine come true: teaching history."
"Oh, well, couldn't you have done that in your own dimension?" I asked.
"Of course I could have," Ms. Panthera answered, "but I thought it might be easier to be one here. Anthro children can be such animals sometimes."
"I can imagine," I said while trying to stifle a chuckle.
"I've managed to forge documents of my identity and learn about your world's history; all so I could follow thought with my dream. This magical collar is what allowed me to do it; I can use it to conjure clothes and make myself appear as I wish to humans. Well, most humans, anyway," she sighed. "I thought the odds that the one person who could see through the ring's illusion would be one of my students were so astronomically low as to be insignificant, but that it happened on my first day? Ugh! And now I'm sure you're going to tell people about my secret as well and I'll have to go away. So much for my new career. I'm actually starting to wish you were just leering at my body."
"Well, I was," I sheepishly admitted.
"Oh, really?" Ms. Panthera said as one of her eyes raised, which reminded me that I just admitted to lusting after a woman who could probably disembowel me with her claws if she was so inclined.
"NOT GOING TO TELL!" I immediately blurted out. "I WAS NOT GOING TO TELL!"
"Ha ha ha," Ms. Panthera laughed. "It's okay, Tim. I wasn't actually planning on contacting your parents. The fact is I find you attractive as well."
"Uh, really?"
"Yes, I have a bit of a thing for awkward nerd boys," my teacher said while eyeing me up and down. I'm sure she could see my face turning red at her words and I was grateful that I had my desk in front of me to conceal the swelling that was going on in my pants.
"Tim, I have a proposal for you," she said as she hopped off her desk. "If you're really willing to keep my secret, I can make it worth your while."
Worth my while? What did she mean? Was she saying what I think she was saying? I thought that I better make sure that was what she was talking about.
"Ms. Panthera, I'm actually a good student," I nervously stated. "I don't need you to fix my grades for me."
"Ha, not what I meant," she laughed as she walked to my desk and leaned over me, giving me a close-up of her ample assets. "What I'm proposing is we could get to know each other, outside of the classroom."
Again, I was really glad that desk was there when Ms. Panthera confirmed my suspicions.
"Ms. Panthera, do you mean...?"
"Now, I know that a student/teacher relationship is highly unethical, not to mention illegal given your age, Tim," Ms. Panthera explained. "But on the other hand, screw that. With this collar, I can appear to be your dorky teenage girlfriend or something when we're together in public, and I can also always take you back to my dimension where nobody will ask us any questions.
"If you will keep my secret, I'm sure we'll have lots of fun together. What do you say, Tim?" the panther asked, adding a wink as she said my name.
Truth be told, I would have kept Ms. Panthera's secret anyway. I was perfectly happy to fantasize about this woman and having her around would have made that a lot easier. But now that she was offering to make those fantasies a reality?
"Yes! Your secret is safe with me, Ms. Panthera!"
"Excellent," Ms. Panthera said as she pulled back from me and reached for the key she deposited in her bosom earlier. "I'm glad we had this discussion."
"Wait, aren't we supposed to do something now?" I asked as she walked back over to the door to unlock it.
"You have a lot to learn about keeping things on the down low," she said as she began to unlock the door. "Don't you have parents at home waiting for you to return? They'll get suspicious if you don't show up soon enough."
"Oh, right," I said, embarrassed that I didn't even consider that. I began to gather my things to leave.
"There'll be time to do something later," Ms. Panthera reassured me. "In fact, you can look forward to hearing from me later, Tim."
"Thank you, Ms. Panthera," I said as I walked over to the door.
"You can call me, 'Liara' if you like," she said as I approached her. "When we're alone anyway."
I look outside the door into the hallway and I see a few teachers walking around.
"I'll see you later, Ms. Panthera," I say, not wanting to draw suspicion.
"You can call me that if you want, too," she whispers.
I nod and walk away, using my book bag to conceal my erection from the passers-by.
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