As you step into the office you see him sitting on a big wooden chair. He looks up and points towards the seat in front of him.

“Please sit down. I got your transfer request and wish to change your preference sheet. Normally that would be done by the fae, paperwork is their specialty. But since it's quite a curious situation, and you are newer, you were referred to me.”

While he talks he ruffles through different pages of papers, sorting them and watching you. You haven’t seen the gruff veteran around much, so most of what you’ve learned about him has been from others. During the introduction he was one of the instructors who mostly gave reading and learning tasks. Your eyes wander around the office. Multiple medals and treasures line the walls and shelves. Photos and carvings of different monsters showing him during his time as a younger adventurer.

“So you wanted to change your preference to go from ‘Monstergirls only’ to ‘open for experience’. That is an interesting decision. Your application said that some of the experiences and talks You had heard from other adventurers made you curious.”

You nod, focusing on him again, watching as he puts the papers down and gets up. As he gets up you see his full size for the first time not hidden by his desk. He is big and tall, taking a few striding steps next to you.

“We encourage openness and experimentation. But at the same time we can't send someone without any experience into an all mixed dungeon. So that is why you were referred to me. I could question you all day long but that would be a waste of time for you and me. So come with me!”

You get up and he pushes you towards a side door, opening it up as you both step inside the room behind it. It's a slightly dim room, lighting up a bit more as multiple candles start to flicker to life. The middle of the room is occupied by a big bed, red velvet cloth covering it stacked with pillows and blankets. It seems almost a bit tacky but you wouldn't dare to say that to him. As you look around he sits you down on the bed and locks the door.

“So none of the secretaries can disturb us.”

With that said he steps in front of the bed and looks you up and down.

“I can see you are training hard even if you are still a rookie. I am quite proud that you have considered changing your mission type like this. Many people hesitate and stop enjoying adventures to the fullest cause of that. Let's have a test and see what you think. You wrote that you heard of some encounters with minotaurs and beastkin from another adventurer, and even studied different kinds of anatomy. You read up on differences between species and genders in monsters as well as preparation.”

You nod as the instructor begins to take off his shirt. You blush seeing his body in the candlelight. He has broad shoulders and is clearly trained, even though a little muffin topping over his waistband suggests he isn't taking it as seriously anymore as he once did. His size and shape is still impressive nonetheless. You realise that you’re staring and gawking at his body. He shows a little smile, seeing your eyes fixed on him. His hands move down, taking off his pants and putting them behind him on a chair. You see a clear imprint on his tight boxers.

“I am not as big as a minotaur or werewolf. But from your ideas you wrote down, I would suspect you like my body.”

You swallow nervously and nod, your body slowly heating up and your cheeks burning, a bright crimson red hue coming over your face. You carefully get up and, with a warm smile, the instructor invites you to come closer, resting a hand on your head. His hands are big and, even though he seems to be mostly doing paperwork, slightly rough as he caresses your warm cheek. You start with his chest and stomach, carefully resting your hands against him and trailing them down as he helps you out of your shirt.

“It's okay to explore and touch me, remember this is to see what you enjoy and if you are sure about your wish. It's just you and me, it's normal to be nervous but I have experience.”

You look up at him and rest your head against his chest, daring to touch and rub your hand against the imprint of his cock through the underwear. The shaft feels hot through the thin fabric, a nice size and shape. You kiss his skin and hear an amused but not judgmental chuckle out of his mouth.

“That is good, now take off your pants and we will continue slowly.”

You get back to the bed, looking at his body while taking your pants off, as you hide the erection tenting your underwear. Being so close to him, even watching him undress, had aroused you. The instructor's eyes wander down. He takes your hands away and looks at your swollen cock, pulling down your underwear and giving it some room to swell and stick up in the air.

"Good, very good. You are attractive and really quite cute when you are flustered.”

You are at the height of his crotch sitting in front of it, staring, as you can't help but give it a soft kiss before pulling his underwear down. You want his cock, you want to see it without the thin fabric. It falls out and dangles in front of you, growing semi hard as it brushes against your face.

“You are quite eager. But we can't start fully yet. It is not even hard.”

The instructor easily pushes you down on the bed and kisses your neck, pinning you beneath him. His cock presses against yours gently as you feel his arms caress your body. His rough hands caress your chest, a finger flicking over your nipple as his other hand pulls your body against him lifting your hips up slightly.

“You are doing so good for me.”

You blush and look away, throwing your head back exposing your neck to more soft licks and kisses. Your cock feels achingly stiff and you feel his rod grow harder pressing against yours. His tip feels almost searingly hot against your stomach. You breathe quickly, nervous but incredibly aroused as you feel a drip of precum form running down your shaft.

“Don't be shy now.. you wanted to undress me, didn't you?”

The instructor pulls your chin up making you look at him and plants a kiss on your lips, his tongue moving and pushing into your mouth as he pushes against your body. Your hands rest against his chest trailing over some very old scars. You wrap your arms around him, wanting to feel his body closer to yours, not wanting him to break the kiss. He softly moves back, your tongue and lips desperately following him. Then you feel his rough skin wrap slowly around your cock, pressing it against his shaft as he starts to stroke both of you. You gasp, breaking the kiss as you spread your legs open, curling up a bit, licking his neck and burying yourself against him.

“You are doing really well. Keep up the pace, okay? Let your body do what feels best.”

You moan and grind into his body, your nipples rubbing against him as he speeds up his stroking. Your cocks grind against each other, you feel some of his precum cover your cock making each stroke slippery and warm. Your eyes roll back as you wrap your arms around him and cant hold it back anymore. Your balls clench and your toes curl. You try to tense but without hesitation the instructor slips his free hand down, softly squeezing your ass and giving you another deep kiss. He knows you are holding yourself back from cumming. Pushing and prodding, stroking and teasing your body as you lose control and spasm. Your cum spills over your stomach, covering his hand as rope after rope shoots out. You fall back into the soft velvet blanket catching your breath.

“You did very, very, very well. Breathe now. We will take a little break, I want you to recover. I will stay here, and we can talk. Hold me tight it helps. I want to see you again soon to finish up my test.”

With that he grabs something from a drawer next to the bed and kisses your neck, chest and cheek, stroking your hair. You rest, your cock going soft, leaking the last few drips of cum against his body. His own cock still stiff and hard. You hesitate to touch it. You feel too tired and exhausted after cumming.

“It's okay. You will get to please me during the second part of the test. For now I want you to try this out for a few days. You didn't seem to have much experience, so please wear it to prepare for next time.”

He hands you a pair of buttplugs, one small and one bigger, as well as a somewhat thin bumpy rod.

“No pressure. I will call you in during the next few days, then we can see.”

You nod, blushing as you see the toys. He strokes your hair and lies you down against him, trailing a hand over your back. You smile and breathe deeply, now even more assured that you have made the right choice to explore new types of dungeons from now on.