It’s my final semester, and everything was going perfectly except for one class. Failing it means I won’t graduate, so when the professor called me and two other girls into his office for a special “make-up exam,” I figured we’d be cramming equations and formulas, struggling to pull our grades up. I could see the same anxious looks on their faces when we arrived. We all sat quietly in his office, waiting, trying to figure out what we could possibly do to turn this around.

At exactly 5 pm, he walked in, locked the door behind him, and without saying a word, turned to the chalkboard. My heart pounded as he wrote out a single problem: “If one girl can make a professor cum twice in fifteen minutes, how many times can three make him finish in forty-five?”

We just stared, stunned. Was he serious? But the way he looked at us, leaning back against his desk, arms folded, told me he was dead serious. My face flushed, but my body reacted instantly. I glanced at the others, and they looked just as conflicted as I felt embarrassed, but also curious. This was insane… but if it meant passing…

“Time’s ticking,” he said softly. I took a deep breath and made the first move, stepping forward and kneeling in front of him. The others quickly joined me. His eyes darkened as we all dropped to our knees, determination taking over. We knew what we had to do to ace this "exam."

If you’re into exploring intense group dynamics, lots of oral focus, and pushing characters past their comfort zones, then DM me. I’m looking for someone creative and detail oriented who loves long, filthy stories. Let’s see how far these three can go to turn a failing grade into an A . I want every reaction, every shiver, and every filthy thought captured as we navigate this unorthodox exam together.

No limp dialogue or one-liners. Come prepared to earn that passing grade.