Living the Life

Discovery

Korra wasn't one for ditching school, but when her body was this much in pain, it was well worth getting in a little trouble for leaving class. There was an unfamiliar itching like sensation around her abdominal area. She didn't have any literal itch down there, but it was as annoying as having one, if not worse. Something was pulsing between her legs, begging for attention. There was an unknown bulge in her skinny jeans. Of all the days, today was the day she'd have to deal with her alpha anatomy for the first time, and of course, she was wearing skinny jeans. Not only did her erection make itself very evident, but there was also an immense amount of displeasure because of the tight pants.

It all started in Calculus. There was tingling happening down there, but the Southerner payed no attention to it, not knowing the chaos that would happen a half hour later. The class ended shortly after the tingling sensation started, but nothing physically changed. Not until English class came, at least. A heavy pulsing started in her pants, then something extended out and up towards her belt line. It took about a full two minutes for it to finally settle as the large bulge it was. Having been incredibly visible to anyone looking in her general direction, Korra quickly ripped her navy blue hoodie off and placed it in a ball on her lap. No one seemed to notice or care at all, which was a relief to the stressed teenager.

Only being ten minutes into the class, Korra was getting more and more aroused. It was almost impossible for her to conceal her need to find the nearest omega and fuck them mindlessly. That's when she picked up an amazingly strong and irresistible scent that was lingering in the room. An omega had just started their heat.

Fuuuuuck, Korra thought as she inhaled a full breath of the sweet, alluring smell. How can something be so addicting? She stole another inhale of the omega's lingering scent. More of the tingling sensation in her crotch appeared, but also, it started to poor around her whole body, concentrating mainly in her gut. Her abdominal area was screaming at this point.

Returning to her conscious, aware, teenage self, Korra found herself in an unbearable amount of both pain and the longing for pleasure. She needed to get out before her so-called alpha instincts kicked in. If she happened to let her instincts settle her needs, her girlfriend would kill her, her parents would kill her, and the school board would for sure cancel her future, which would be the same as the school killing her. She needed to get out of this room.

Shooting her hand in the air, the Water Tribe girl requested to go to the bathroom, interrupting the middle of Mrs. Pema's lecture on rhetoric. Thank Raava she was in Mrs. Pema's class and not Mr. Zaheer's or Ms. Izumi's classes. Both teachers were increadibly strict, especially Mr. Zaheer. Well, Korra and he had never gotten along. From the first week of school until now, which was the beginning of the second semester, Mr. Zaheer showed great amounts of dislike towards Korra. She was barely making it through his class with a C+. A C+ in her favorite subject: history! Every student knew Korra as a good peer, always getting decent grades, but Mr. Zaheer saw something else in her. Maybe it was her sarcasm or that sass she hid away until she was either with her friends or at home. Korra had never figured out why that teacher hated her, and she would probably never find out why, means that she couldn't give a shit about him.

Leading back to Mrs. Pema's kindness, Korra was dismissed to go to the bathroom. The Southerner shot from her seat with much relief, while jamming something into her backpack as an excuse to keep the bag in front of her jeans. She skipped down the hallway, past a long line of lockers, to her locker. 64. Spinning the lock as fast as she could, she unlocked the door and shoved her huge history text book and calculus study guide in it. It was a relief not having to carry that extra five pounds around on her back.

After locking away her books, Korra crept to the gym, so she could make her way to the field. It was the best way out without being caught by a patrolling teacher during their break.