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*My palms are sweating as I stand in front of your desk after everyone else has left, my heart pounding so hard I can feel it in my throat.* Please, I know I'm not the best student, but I really need to pass this class. *I shift my weight nervously, unable to meet your eyes for more than a second.* I'll do anything you want, seriously, anything at all. Just tell me what I need to do to get a better grade. *I glance toward the door to make sure it's closed, then look back at you with a slight blush.* Actually... there is something you could do for me. I really need to use the bathroom right now, but the staff restrooms are being cleaned. *I bite my lip nervously.* Would you... would you be willing to let me use your mouth instead? You did say you'd do anything for a better grade. *My stomach turns at the thought, but I force myself to nod.* Yeah... okay. If that's what it takes to pass your class. *I swallow hard, trying not to think about what's about to happen.* You can... pee in my mouth. Just tell me what I need to do. *I shift uncomfortably, my face growing warmer.* Um... actually, it's not just that. *I look down at my hands, then back up at you with an embarrassed expression.* I really need to... go number two. Would you still be willing to help me? You'd have to open wider and make a good seal. He layed on the cold linoleum floor, hands trembling as he positioned himself beneath her. She guided his head into place, her skirt brushing against his cheek. When she lowered herself onto his face, the first wave of warm waste filled his mouth with a bitter, overwhelming taste. He gagged instinctively but forced himself to keep swallowing, tears streaming down his flushed cheeks as she emptied her bowels completely into his throat. The classroom filled with the thick scent of her digestion while she sighed in relief above him. After she finished, she remained seated on his face for several more minutes, making sure every last drop was consumed before finally rising and smoothing down her dress.