Caminah Smuts

The Time Is Now

"That will be all for today. Thank you for your attention," Camila Cabello says. As she turns off her laptop and gathers her papers, the students file out of the lecture hall. Camila is glad that her day is over - Tuesday is always a long one, with this late Women's Studies lecture.

She is just about to make her way out of the car when she notices a blonde girl approaching her desk hesitantly. Camila frowns - usually, her students are more than eager to get out as well. She watches the girl curiously until she finally reached her desk.

"Professor Cabello, I was hoping I could have a minute of your time? I'm Dinah Jane-"

"Hansen, I know," Camila smiles. "You write extraordinary essays, miss Hansen. I tend to remember the names that I'm sure to hear again in the future. How can I help you?"

Dinah blushes and smiles bashfully. "Well, I was wondering... there's something I've been interested in ever since I've heard of it. In high school, I never asked because I knew my fellow pupils would most likely be too immature to handle it - and in college that should be no problem - so I was wondering if you could include this in your classes?"

"I'd love to help you, but you're going to have to tell me what this is about," Camila smiles warmly, trying not to let her thoughts wander too much. She reminds herself that she's a professor at a university. She should keep her mind out of the gutter around her students.

"Oh - of course, of course," Dinah blushes again - and Camila can't help but find it cute as hell. How can someone be so damn sexy one second and then so utterly adorable the next? "Well, I've read a little about it but I've never been able to find very much information. I'm interested in the phenomenon of girls and women who have a penis."

Camila quirks an eyebrow. "That's very interesting indeed," she nods, watching amusedly as relief floods Camila's face. "So what aspects appeal to you?"

"Well, anything, really. How it affects their life, if it changes the way people think of them if they do find out. What it feels like to hide something like that. And then there's the obvious question of relationships and sex - how that works."

Camila tilts her head and smiles. "So you're looking for testimonials, then?"

Dinah swallows. "Well, I don't know if you've ever looked into this, but I've found mostly scientific and purely biological articles on the subject. I'm more interested in the... social aspect."

Camila decides to be bold. "So tell me, Dinah. Have you ever wondered what it feels like to sleep with a woman with a penis?"

Dinah gulps and blushes once again. "U-um. W-well, I - I might've thought about it? But, I mean, it's not like an obsession or anything. I'm just... it would of course be - well I am curious, I guess?"

Camila smirks and takes a step closer, tucking a strand of hair behind Dinah's ear, testing the girl's boundaries so she can pull back if need be. Dinah's breath hitches in her throat and she smiles nervously at her professor's proximity, licking her lips unwittingly.

"Well, I daresay I know a thing or two about this subject, Dinah. Is it okay if I call you that?"

Dinah takes a deep breath. "Y-yes. So you - do you know someone?"

Camila chuckles and moves her lips to Dinah's ear. Only a breath away, she whispers: "You're standing in front of her."

Dinah quirks an eyebrow and for a second, she considers taking a step back. But then professor Cabello leans in to kiss her neck so lightly she can barely feel it, and she brings her hand to the small of her back, caressing her softly. Why should Dinah deny herself the very thing she's been longing for ever since she first saw her professor? And to think that she has a penis - that she is actually a woman with a penis, the very thing she has been wondering about for years...