Prologue: The Teacher Harassed by Her Student, The Student Harassing the Teacher
“Is your condition acting up again?”
“Yes. It’s a whole second slower than my usual record.”
I rubbed my temples and leaned back in my chair.
The student sitting across from me, the one who had asked for counseling, was awkwardly stroking her golden ponytail with one hand.
She was trying to look composed, but the long horse ears poking up from her head hung limply in clear distress.
“I trained even harder than usual… I warmed up from dawn again today, you know? But I think it’s because I haven’t done that.”
“I… see.”
Watching her fumble for words, all her recent confidence gone, made my chest feel unbearably heavy.
But still.
No matter how I look at it, I’m spoiling her way too much…
I tapped the desk nervously and let my gaze drift around the room.
The student counseling office had been designed with the academy’s troubled girls in mind. Thanks to perfect soundproofing, not a single noise from outside could intrude on the cozy space.
To me right now, however, it felt more like a cage trapping me in this awkward situation.
Should I try brushing her again…? Or maybe the sugar cubes she likes?
The counseling room was stocked with items tailored to the students’ beastman traits.
There were all kinds of snacks for girls with wildly different tastes, premium brushes to stroke their fur, even fishing-rod toys with little fish dangling from the ends.
They had even prepared blueberry-flavored churu for fox beastmen like me.
Of course, no matter how much I now inhabited a beastman body, I had zero, absolutely zero intention of abandoning my humanity to lick one of those things in a daze.
I forced my eyes away from the churu that kept drawing my gaze and looked back at the student.
“Yeon-ssam…”
Her orange eyes, brimming with such desperate need, locked onto mine.
Just looking into them made my resolve crumble.
…Fine. What else can I do?
Once I start taking care of her, I have to see it through to the end.
It hadn’t been that long since I became a teacher, and I had my own reasons for taking this academy job, but I simply couldn’t bring myself to turn away a girl who worked so hard yet still ended up frustrated and dependent on me.
“Yang Hye-in.”
“Yes, Yeon-ssam.”
“All right, all right. Stop making those pitiful eyes.”
“Really?!”
The girl’s ears perked straight up as she broke into a brilliant smile, then immediately leaped forward and clung to me.
“Mmm… haa… Yeon-ssaaam…. Slurp, haaang… ♪”
Yang Hye-in buried her face in the crook of my neck and rubbed her small features all over me.
Her hands moved naturally, without permission, sliding up to cup my breasts. I didn’t bother stopping her.
“…You’ve been getting awfully bold with your hands lately.”
“Ehehe… It’s all because I like you so much, Yeon-ssam.”
“You certainly have a smooth tongue.”
“How did you know? That I’m a horse, I mean.”
Yang Hye-in delivered a joke so lame even a passing dog would snort at it, all while diligently caressing my body.
She trailed her lips along my neck, planting little kisses, then licked my ear over and over.
“Carrot, please… ♪”
Then she thrust the tip of her tongue deep into my ear canal, swirling it around while her hands kneaded my breasts with shameless hunger.
The pointed tongue, slick with hot breath, wriggled inside my ear and sent goosebumps racing across my entire body.
The burning heat rising from my fondled chest spread inward, making my breathing grow rough.
She used to be so clumsy, yet somehow she had learned exactly where I was most sensitive and attacked those spots with practiced skill.
Surely she wasn’t pouring the same relentless obsession she used to shave seconds off her track times into this, right?
“Ssaam… does it feel good…?”
“Yeah, ngh… Just… hurry up and do it…”
“Ehe♡”
A student skillfully pleasuring her teacher, and a teacher willingly surrendering her body to that student—what a deviant scene.
It was something that should never be seen inside the sacred academy, no matter the reason.
Yet what came next was even more so.
“Teacher, Yeon-ssaaam♡ Hurry and go into heat for me… ♪”
She inhaled my scent with sweet little breaths, left a trail of kiss marks down my neck, licked my ear, and whispered in a voice that sounded less like a student and more like a female in estrus. A shiver ran through me.
Every place the shiver touched flared with scorching heat, until the sensation finally sank into my mind.
“…Ahha♡”
Yang Hye-in’s eyes sparkled as she sensed the sign of “carrot’s” arrival. She peeled herself away from my melted form.
Then she lifted her own skirt, revealing the massive, erect cock that sprang out, and gazed at it with rapturous eyes.
“Yeon-ssam, did you get this excited because of me? How cute♡”
“…You’re the one who excited me.”
“Doesn’t matter. Since Teacher made me like this… you’ll have to take responsibility yourself, right?”
Watching that enormous futanari shaft—clearly bearing a woman’s graceful curves—approach me, I unconsciously pressed a hand over my mouth to stifle the moan trying to escape and squeezed my eyes shut.
…How on earth did it come to this?
All because of that damn shooting star…
Yes. This whole story began with that strange cat-eared meteor.