Melona turned a corner, hurtling through the doorway, smashing face-first into something soft and warm.
"Oh! Mel!" A soft giggle could be heard, although it was a bit muffled. Mel felt gentle hands on her shoulders that pulled her head out from where it had crashed, right between Professor Honeydew's breasts. Honeydew, as usual, seemed pretty unfazed by this, as she did by all things. Despite being a leading expert in charmcasting, Prof. Honeydew was incredibly lax to the point where it was a wonder how she got anything done. While she was nice, Melona couldn't help but be a little annoyed by her laid back attitude, and how overly familiar she tended to be with the student body (hence the nickname.)
Melona wasn't too prideful to admit that part of it was jealosy, but only because her and every other girl envied Honeydew. Or more specifically, her breasts. She might be Honeydew, but she carries serious watermelons on her chest, easily the largest tits of all the faculty in the school, and that was certainly saying a lot given how well-endowed most of the teachers were.
"I'm, like, so happy to see you today, Mel!" Honeydew smiled, "But, uh..."
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