Lustful Encounters: Becoming the Goddess' Futanari Vessel

feteria and grabbed a hot sandwich and a coffee. Like most days, I took my food to go. If Kristi, Crystal or Celeste ever caught me in the cafeteria they'd go out of their way to bully me.

k, I left campus to go into town. As I was leaving, the most remarkable thing

st of Professor Calypso Andromeda. I was running with my head do

ho

n into her. Thanks Newton. As I braced myself to crash into the ground,

ere, swe

ips were pink and pouty. Her high cheekbones created an absolutely perfect physical profile. Her thin waist and thick hips made her drip with sex appeal.

, made my breath catch in my throat. It was the first time that

say that the girls that didn't have an issue with it were the type to get excited by the simple glance of a pretty woman, and Professor Calypso was indeed a pretty woman. She was remarkable to look at. Even someone li

udden shock, Professor Calypso Andromeda held me

sweetheart? G

Oh, umm no.

handful of male faculty and staff members, there were more than a few faux-lesbian relationships. A lot of the girls had boyfriends off campus that they'd see. Although there were quite a few who would "hook up" with a girl for

and shook my head, "N-no m

my face and for some reason, I felt like every secret I've ever tried to hide or bury was dragged t

ke. "Kyah Open-Cloud. T

, ma

in my

noticed

, "Are you

rent historical events that were so profound it was like you were right in the middle of it. Not only was she practically the Goddess of the academy, she was also the most amazing teacher on staff. Her seminar was incredibly pop

dn't notice som

e'd remember the Indian kid in her class with half her hair shaved off, bronze skin and hazel eyes. Yeah, she probably thought that I was an ugly mutt, just like everyone else.

the sour face

better get going. Sorry

orry about a

he

ld Bayou coming out of me. You sure you're okay to be m

e. Sorry

being regarded as a freak by the professor. It hurt more than

mpus grounds. Once I could no longer se

over such a small thing as someone else thinking I was a frea

ng dark. I was walking down the street on my way back to campus

back playing a flute. His arthritic fingers moved nimbly over the flute's body. He was so skilled that I must've stood there and watched him play for hours. At least, th

taring, sir. Your

r but soft like a cotton bal

id little cloud. My last name being

ou reminded me of a wandering cloud, the way you moseyed on down this dark alley. Then you just stood still like the winds of

ey should've been. They reminded me of Professor Andromeda in the way that they seemed to be able to see i

ing okay, L

Here." I placed a $10 b

for the blessing, Little Cl

g that you'd pick up in a cheap import/export place. It was made of a beaded cord and

ud. May this give you st

playing his flute again. By the time I came t

e hell w

let attached to my left wrist. I don't even remember walking back, le

past her shoulders. Her wide hips swayed as she stalked towards me. Her two wing women, Crystal (the brunette with mean eyes and an even meaner personality) and Celeste (the

ned bitch! It's time for

that something must've happened because they each took t

dorm room only to be surprised by the sha

inning. Let me tell you t