Chapter 671: Grimm Part 1
Chapter 671: Grimm Part 1
"...So, little Pandora, what do we have here?" Grimm says, circling me while we’re locked inside her room. I shrink into myself. I hate how I got the worst personality variation — the most passive, submissive, and fragile one, tailor-made to fit Grimm’s fetishes.
"...G-Grimm, d-did I mess up again?" I ask, clutching the edges of the mini-mini-mini school skirt she forced me into.
"Not really. I kinda like it. I can see your ass and panties perfectly even when you’re standing still. It suits someone as small as you."
’Depraved whore.’
"I think you just thought something terrible about me. You don’t like having to wear a school uniform? But you’re the great Professor Grimm’s student — shouldn’t you be a little more cheerful?" she asks, glancing down at herself. She’s wearing a blazer like the kind a teacher would use.
"L-Look, Grimm, i-it’s just a little cold, that’s all... this outfit is kinda small... and kinda see-through." Looking down, I can see my tiny tits and my little nipples. For some reason, this slut is also a lolicon.
But you can’t really call Grimm someone with a lolicon fetish. It’s more that this bitch likes everything that’s depraved. So if I had exaggerated proportions — huge tits and a massive ass — she’d be into it. And if I had six arms and eyes all over my head, she’d be into that just the same.
Actually, Grimm seems to like it way more the more inhuman my appearance gets. So this smaller, more fragile look is what lies right at the edge of "sexually healthy" without tipping into "Grotesquely Weird." I want to have a form Grimm will like, but I also don’t want to give her free rein over all her bizarre fetishes.
"So my little slut student doesn’t like the school clothes I worked so hard to make?" she asks, indignant.
’Worked hard?’ The skirt is so short it hides nothing. The top is a white crop top with a tiny tie, but the white top doesn’t cover my belly, it’s almost totally see-through, and she didn’t give me a bra, so my nipples and tits are completely visible.
Meanwhile, the panties are uncomfortably tight, and they’re an extremely depraved black thong. So it’s not a well-crafted uniform — it’s a sexual fantasy that I’m dead sure she already had and just adjusted to my size.
"S-Sorry, Grimm-sensei..." I apologize, because she said I’m now her "student," and she imposes really strict rules for this "sexual roleplay" she wants to do — though I don’t get why she picked the "Teacher X Perverted Student" theme.
"Haaa... foolish student, you deserve to be punished. So let’s move on to biology class. You used to be a man, right, Pandora? You seem to have adjusted well to your female body."
"But you know NOTHING about being a woman. You don’t truly know the female body at all! You call Delphina innocent!! But you, Pandora, are what you’d call a virgin slut!! You think you’re hot shit just because you fuck girls without actually understanding anything!! Using the most basic of basics!!!" She speaks as if I got something wrong on a school assignment.
"Look, Grimm... Gaaahh!!!" Suddenly, Grimm shoves a kind of thin but really long cylindrical rod inside my pussy. She touches somewhere deep inside me, and it sends me into an instant orgasm, making a mess of my skirt and panties with love juice.
"Haaa..." I pant, looking at her with no clue what she just did. She stays close, keeping the little cylinder inside me, her hand getting wet with my fluids, which drip and run down my thighs.
"That, Pandora, was deep stimulation of the uterine cervix — the not-so-famous ’C-spot’ of the female body, which can trigger orgasm in 16% of women. Of course, a masochistic pig like you would cum just from that," she says, poking that spot inside me again, making my legs go weak.
’C-Spot? Th-That actually exists?’ I don’t know if she made that up or if she’s being serious.
"I can tell by your expression that you don’t believe your teacher! Well, know that it’s real and it exists in all women!! Everyone only focuses on and thinks about the G-spot, but women have more than that, you dumb little slut!" She insults me, pulling the soaked cylinder out of me.
Grimm licks it seductively, savoring my taste, before pressing it against my vagina again. She slides it in slowly and tilts it before giving a thrust that makes me arch forward, cumming again as my nipples go stiff with arousal.
"That, you little whore, is the A-spot. The A-spot, which can also be called the anterior vaginal fornix, is like a deep fold of the vagina beneath the cervix. It’s an area rich in vessels and nerves. It comes before the C-spot, and in many women, it doesn’t generate that much pleasure — but it’s interesting, isn’t it?" She’s genuinely giving a lecture while completely destroying my sense of rationality.
"Haa... w-why are you telling me these things?" I ask, not understanding the point. Okay, it feels good, but does she really need to inform me where she’s touching?
"Because I’m teaching you how to be a woman. I’m going to mold your body and your mind until you stop being this wild, horny beast and become just a cute, well-mannered, naturally obscene little girl," Grimm says, pulling the cylinder out. She starts circling it around my urethra, collecting the fluids there.
"This area I’m circling is the ’U-spot.’ Around the urethra, there are erectile glands equivalent to the prostate that can secrete a fluid during orgasm. That fluid — ’squirt’ — is largely of urinary origin, but you don’t urinate, yet you still produce it. Why is that? Curious, isn’t it?" she says, bringing the cylinder to her mouth and sucking everything off.
’What a filthy whore...’
"Your hateful stare turns me on, little slut. But I’m being honest about everything I said. 54–69% of women have already experienced some kind of genital fluid ’ejaculation’ — which is the fluid I mentioned before."
"I hope you’re enjoying your class about women, because I can see you know nothing, even though you are one," she says this as if every woman should automatically know that beyond the G-spot, there are the A-spot, U-spot, and C-spot. It’s completely absurd.
"Th-Thank you for the lesson, Grimm-sensei..." I thank her, even though I want to punch her smug face.
"Don’t thank me yet. I still have plenty to teach you, little slut. I’m going to make you cum from places you never imagined you could cum from — and so you can’t say I’m cheating, places other women could have orgasms from too."
"..." Maybe I really screwed myself over by being an avatar with a more passive personality just to accommodate Grimm.
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